#so there ya go hehe🤭

[crybabyfucktoy]

I humbly request thigh pics

thighs and a little bit of pussy🫣🌸

[matamisin]

Dunno about any art this week cause it's gonna be a little busyyyy just a liiiitle 🤏

[mimikittysblog]

The Princess - Bonus Ending

Full story! ♡

Pairing: Mafia! Husbands! Poly! Ateez x Fem! Wife! Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst if you squint really hard.

Synopsis: You found the traitor.

Warnings: Death, Violence, very slight MxM, some descriptions of gore. ⚠️MNDI⚠️ If I missed anything then please let me know!

Word Count: 1.8k Words

A/N: Hehe surprise! An extra ending 🤭 I wanted to add this on in the actual fic, but I liked where it ended off too much. So I decided to make this into a bonus ending where you could read it if you want, or just ignore it if you don’t. Hope you enjoy this too!

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

It has been a little over a week since your kidnapping. Things also have finally gone back to normal.

Except…

“Joooooooonggiiiieee!!!!!”

The yell for the captain of ATZ can be heard throughout the entire mansion, along with the sound of stomping pretty pink high heels.

“Oh my.”

“Well aren’t you in trouble”

Soon the door to Hongjoongs office was bursted open revealing the little fireball of which they call ‘Their Princess.’

“Oh princess.. whats the matter??”

That question only made your frown grow and eyebrows furrow even more.

“You promised we’d finally go shopping today! You said you wanted to dress me up! I’ve been waiting in the living room for over an hour!”

“Oooohh good luck with that!”

“See ya later our troubled husband! Hope she goes easy on you!”

The boys in the room quickly scatter, but of course not before giving you a sweet kiss and a compliment to your pretty outfit.

“Oh darling.. I’m so sorry!! I got caught up with work! Things have gotten so hectic princess.. there are these idiots that are always giving us trouble! And just….” As he kept going trying to give you reasons he notices your expression hasn’t changed at all, which makes him sigh.

Ever since your kidnapping, your husbands have become too anxious. So now they can’t even put their trust into any new body guards. Especially since the one that has ratted out your existence is still unknown.

So they took it upon themselves to always be your chaperone when you go out. As much of a hassle you thought it would be, it honestly just gives them an excuse to be around you even more. So in the end you just let them do it.

“I’m sorry our princess.. I mean it I’m very sorry…” he says as he gets up and makes his way over to you, pulling you close.

“Do you still want to go now..?”

“Can you go?”

“I have to make it up to you, don’t I?”

“And those idiots??”

“Hmmm well.. why don’t you tell me what I should do to them sweetheart?”

“Hmmmph. Well if they’re giving you guys so much trouble and they’re idiots, I don’t see why you can’t just kill them off and take what you need. We have the resources and manpower, plus you’ve done it before! You did it literally a week ago. You’re ATZ for goodness sake. No one is above you!” You say like it was nothing.

And you were right.

Hongjoong chuckles as he sits down and brings you into his lap.

“While you are correct my love, unfortunately what we need from them, requires them to still be alive. For now.” He explains.

“Ughh fineee…” You groan.

As you opened your mouth to speak again. That’s when a loud shrill screech disturbed the peacefulness of the moment.

“What now?!” Hongjoong barked.

“Oh! That must be my doing!” You said with what can only be described as a maniacal glint in your eyes.

“Oh?”

“Come Joongie! I’ll show you! Then we’ll go shopping!”

“Whatever you desire Princess.” He says with a kiss to your new diamond ring.

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“LET GO OF ME!! LET GO!! I DIDN’T DO ANYTHING WRONG?! UNHAND ME AT ONCE!!”

“Then why did you run?”

“H-huh..?”

Here in the middle of your grand foyer, was a girl being held down by two men on her knees. Behind her, every single one of your maids stood their sights straight down.

While in front of her is where you stood. Tall and proud. Wearing a stoic expression however the glint from earlier still in your eyes.

“Princess?? What do we have here?” Seonghwa asks.

Your husbands have all now gathered around you on top of the staircase. Simply enjoying the show.

You spin on your heels to look up at them with a wide cheshire grin. “You’ll see my loves!”

“Sirs..! Sirs please!! Please help me! She’s mistaken!”

SMACK

“Don’t you dare speak to my husbands.” You growl. “Ugh look at what you’ve done! You’ve gotten blood on my new ring!” Your finger now slightly dripping blood from where the diamond cut her cheek.

“Oh no.. No worries sweetheart, we’ll make you a new one.” San tells you.

“Oooh! Alright Sannie Thank you!”

“Please.. why are you doing this?? What did I do wrong?”

Your laugh then rings out throughout the foyer. Echoing beautifully off the walls.

“Stop your pathetic little act.” You say as you crouch down to her eye level.

“I know you were the one that snitched about me.”

At this revelation your husbands became even more interested than before. They all perked up and blood boiling again now that they finally have the culprit.

“What?! Who even are you??!”

They’re so angry they want to just run down and tear her limb from limb. However they know you have something plan. So they just let you have your fun.

You smirk widens at Wooyoungs question. As you know how reality shattering it is to her.

“W-what..? You don’t.. recognize me?? Sir Wooyoung! I’ve worked here for years!! ..None.. of you recognize me?” She asks pitifully.

As she looks up at all of them, she sees nothing but fury and confusion. Not a single one of them having any knowledge on who she is.

SMACK

“I told you. Do not. EVER. Speak. To MY. Husbands.”

You then got up and turn back to your loves above you.

“My darlings. This here. Used to be one of our maids. And she thought that by getting rid of me. She could have all of you.”

“What?!”

“How absurd!”

“How stupid is what that is!”

“No! Its not true! It’s not! It wasn’t me!!! I-I would never betray any of you!” She continues to plea.

“Then why. Did. You. Run?”

“I-I didn’t..”

“Did you really think I wouldn’t notice your absence ever since I was returned home? Hah! It’s what gave you away! And you actually thought they would? and what?! go searching for you?!” You laugh at the ridiculousness of it all.

“The day after I returned home from my kidnapping. I realized we were short staffed. It didn’t take me long to realize it was you. When I asked, Kim said you resigned due to health. I didn’t believe it for a second. So I had them search your room. And look what I found!”

At your signal, The head maid Kim stepped forward and gave you a pile of letters.

Love letters.

“Hmm. I’m sure you can guess what these are. You wrote them. Each and every one of them. You didn’t hide them very well. Not sure why you didn’t even just burn or take them with you.” You scoff.

“They’re quite romantic actually… If. They weren’t addressed to my beloveds.”

Her blood has gone cold. She doesn’t know what to do. She can only kneel there looking up at you as she fears her fate.

Unfortunately her fate was sealed the second she began writing these letters.

“I-it’s not.. no… I-I never even gave it to them! Please!! It’s not what it looks like.”

“You thought once you got rid of me. You could swoop in and take my place. However once I came back alive, you decided to run. Thinking I would never suspect you. You then also believed that any of my husbands would realize you stopped being around and come looking for you! Because somehow you have convinced yourself that they’re in love with you! They don’t even know you!!”

“THEY LOVE ME!!!”

SMACK

“Oh. That was the hardest one yet.” Mingi whispers to Yunho. Who nods in agreement.

While on the other side of the staircase Yeosang whispers to Jongho about how this maid is insane to ever think that.

“100%.”

“They don’t. Why would they?” You start then throwing her letters in her face.

“Why would distinguished men like them ever waste space in their brains for a lowly pathetic slut like you? Let alone space in their hearts.”

“…I just..”

“Enough talking. You’ve said far more than you deserve. And frankly I’m bored already.”

You then extend your hand out. One of the henchmen that was holding her down then hands you a syringe.

The girl then panics at the sight of an unknown syringe.

“Wait no please! Whats in that?! What are you gonna do to me?!”

“You could’ve had anything you wanted in this mansion. Anything. And I promise you. I would’ve happily given them to you. My clothes. My shoes. My jewels. My gold. Anything. I’m just that generous.”

You open the syringe cap.

“However the thing you decided to covet? Were the only things that were forbidden. My. Prized possessions. My husbands. And for that. You must suffer the consequence.”

Before she can even let out another sound of protest you injected her straight in the neck.

You and the men holding her down then stepped back as her screams quickly filled the foyer. Her skin and flesh melting straight off of her bones.

“So thats what she ordered acid for.” Hongjoong then mumbles.

“You knew she ordered acid?” Wooyoung asks

“She used my card.” Hongjoong shrugs.

It was a ghastly sight but none of them were even slightly bothered.

Well.

Of course the other maids were.

Once her screams come to a halt. And she was nothing but a pile of goop on the once spotless marbled floor.

You laughed.

Your husbands then descended the stairs.

Once your laughing fit was over you addressed the other maids who were still standing there. Mortified of what has become of their once friend.

“Now all of you. Remember my words. You are free to ask anything you want from me. I have more than enough for multiple lifetimes so I’ll be happy to give it to you. However. If you ever even for a nanosecond think. You could replace me or take any of my husbands away from me. Well. Ask her how that turned out for her.” Fire resonating deep in your voice.

“Thats all. Now all of you clean this up please!” You then say with a bright smile as if the past 20 minutes or so didn’t just happen.

“Come now darling. I believe I owe you a shopping trip.” Hongjoong then says as he puts his hand on your lower back.

“Ah yes!! Lets go! May all my beloveds come with?? Then we can have dinner?”

“Why not?” Yunho says with a bright smile.

Your husband then all lead you out to the car.

“You know no one could ever take us from you. Right Princess?” San says softly to you.

“Of course! I would never let them.”

“Of course you wouldn’t. We wouldn’t either.” Yeosang says.

“They literally can’t our love. You have us all wrapped around your pretty delicate fingers.” Wooyoung adds as he kisses your ring finger.

“I know.”

.✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ✧.

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[urauntiefaye]

How boynextdoor (legal line) would react to u being too shy to ask for sexy time 🤭 super love ur work btw!!!

Boy Next Door When You're Too Shy To Ask 🔞

CW: Cussing by me, NSFW works, Got a little too into it with some members…, nicknames(princess, my love, honey) let me know if I missed anything! 

A/N: Hehe, thank you babes for the compliment and the request! I hope you like it! (Content under the line!)

WC: 537

Jaehyun 

Jaehyun is a clueless baby. Okay, he will not understand that you're needy. So you being shy and needy with him is a nightmare for you. In y’alls relationship Jaehyun is usually the one to initiate things first. But when you’re the one whos needy you find it physically difficult to verbalize that you want him. So you start becoming more clingy than usual hoping he’ll pick up on it. Unfortunately for you he doesn’t…not until you sit on his lap and start grinding on him that he notices. He would let out little giggles and coo at how cute you are. 

Sungho 

Is quick to pick up that you’re horny. This man knows you like the back of his hand okay, as soon as you start slowly distancing yourself from him but also burning holes in his back from your stares. He will flex his muscles just to see you clench your thighs together. Unlike Taesan however he will go to you and ask in a low loving yet teasing voice if you need anything. He knows you struggle asking for things, but that’s why he’s there, to help his little baby who's too dumb to use their words. 

Riwoo

Will question it, he would pick up on it but would second guess himself ya know?, like he doesn’t want to assume anything and make a move scaring you. But when you sit on his thigh and hide your face in his chest and whine he could’ve sworn his heart would bust out of his chest from how adorable you were. He would wrap his arms around you and massage your hips. “Yes my love?” he would be so giddy about this, his baby? Wanting him? But too shy to ask? Omo, he would become hard so quickly, mans madly in love with you and you having this behavior would make him fall even more. 

Taesan

A LITTLE SHIT (I say this with love), like Sungho he will pick up so fucking quickly, but instead of approaching you he will act as if everything was normal. But he would also tease you a little by flexing his muscles, resting his hand on your thigh, the placement being a little too close to where you need him. He will wait until you come crawling to him whining like the pathetic bitch in heat you are. He will smirk and grab your face, hooking his thumb into your lip “I don’t know what you want unless you say it princess”. He will make you say it one way or another. 

Leehan

I see Leehan as a mixture of Sungho and Taesan tbh. However I am a firm believer of Leehan having a corruption kink, so you being all shy and too embarrassed to ask for him gets him turned on far beyond belief. He won’t even waist to attach his lips onto yours, his hands traveling up and down your thigh, asking questions like “where do you want me honey?” his fingers just barely ghosting over your clothed heat “here? Do you need me here baby?”. God you beautiful whimpers and whines paired with your teary eyes has his inner demons scratching away his soft dom barrier. 

[therealslimshakespeare]

omg marina. i just went and listened to it again to make sure what i said makes sense and. im sick over how juno is SO LU AND BENNY. ITS INSANE. IF U HABENT HEARD IT GO LISTEN AND IF U HAD STILL GO LISTEN AND THINK OF THEM

YOURE SO RIGHT?! Never heard the whole song till ya told me to, it’s so perfect early days, hehe…even down to Tilly high-fiving her 🤭

[dreamingofep]

Forbidden Love Pt. 7 💔❣️

Fandom: Elvis - Elvis (2022)

Prompt: Reuniting with Elvis was supposed to be the highlight of your summer, but with unresolved tensions between you two, things aren't what they seem. [Fem!reader]

TW: Cussing, angst, mentions of infertility, Elvis being ~very difficult~😠

Rating: Explicit

Word Count: 5.4k

A/N: Hi everyone! Posting in Elvis hours again hehe. This chapter is an emotional rollercoaster so be prepared! Forgive me for putting these two through the wringer🫣 I would recommend re-reading the first chapter again because I did leave some clues of what is going to be unveiled... Hope you enjoy! Elvis needs a hug and a slap on the wrist in this chapter🤭

July 5th, 1969

Tonight was another planned dinner and you couldn’t be more excited. This means you get to see Elvis with no other explanation and if you were lucky, you’d sneak away from everyone and kiss him like he’s your only supply of oxygen. Elvis coordinated this whole dinner. After five full days of rehearsing hours on end for his show, he wanted to have a little fun and invite some friends over. You liked how excited Elvis got over things lately. It was such a turn compared to a few weeks ago when he barely liked any company, especially yours. 

John was never thrilled about these dinners. He wouldn’t sit by you and would barely look in your direction so you and Elvis always sat next to each other. You’d joke and glance at each other with longing stares that made you feel aflame. His hand would brush your thigh and you couldn’t help but inch closer to him, longing for him to keep touching you. You loved those secret moments.

It was almost time to leave and you put on some glossy pink lipstick before rushing to get your heels on. You open the door and the phone rings as you’re about to leave the house. You run back in and grab the phone.

“Hello?” You say a bit winded.

“Hi baby when are you coming over?” Elvis asks smoothly. 

“I was just about to leave but here I am on the phone with you,” you tease him.

“Well, I’m glad I caught ya then. I want you to pack some things. I want you to stay the night,” he says matter-of-factly. You almost gasp at his request. He wouldn’t dare make it so obvious that you two were seeing each other. 

“No, absolutely not. Are you insane? We’d get caught and that would be the end of that,” you say shortly.

“No one’s gonna be home tonight. Dianne won’t be here, she’s got a flight later tonight to see some family,” he explains. You grew nervous, it was still too risky. This plan of his was going to blow up in smoke.

“And what about John? You need to deal with him. He expects me to be home with him. I don’t need him to start to grow suspicious of why I hang out at your house so late,” you say annoyed.

“Let me deal with him. Just bring your things, okay?” He says low and hangs up quickly.

You grunt frustrated, you hated that it had to be his way or no way at all. But you also didn’t have it in you to fight with him. You liked him taking the lead and having his way with you. You quickly go back to the bedroom and scour the closet for a duffle bag to pack some things for the night. It was a little nerve-wracking that you’d be there all night but you knew you’d love it. You race back to the front door and put the bag in your trunk, excited for tonight’s adventure. 

*

You pulled up to the house and the driveway was already packed with cars. Some of the guys were out there waiting to open the gate for you and you quickly parked the car, rushing to get inside. Walking up to the door, the murmur of voices behind it made you a bit nervous. Elvis better be on his best behavior. There were going to be too many eyes around tonight. You couldn’t get too close to him or disaster could strike.

There were a few people at the entrance of the house and they politely smiled at you and said hello. You do the same but your eyes frantically search for Elvis. You wanted to see him, as bad as it was, you needed to see what he was wearing tonight.

You round the corner and into the living room and you stop dead in your tracks. You found him and he was wearing all black and a blue scarf that made his eyes pop. He forgoes a shirt underneath his jacket and it shows off his tan chest. You loved his fashion choices lately and not wearing anything underneath his jackets with scarves or leaving his shirts unbuttoned scandalously low. He looked absolutely gorgeous and his eyes lit up when he saw you too.

Your smile begins to fade when you realize Dianne is sitting on his lap, wearing a short ruffled skirt and tank top, twirling his scarf around her finger. Your blood boiled, you hated seeing her on him. It was stupid honestly. She was only playing a part and so was Elvis. But this wasn’t a public event, there was no need for a dramatic display of affection from the two of them. You do everything in your power to force the fakest smile you’ve ever given. Elvis probably saw right through it as you stared at him blankly. 

“Hi y/n, it’s nice to see you again,” Jerry says on your right, snapping you out of your jealousy.

“Hi Jerry, always nice to see you,” you say to him and give him a hug. 

John was sitting next to Elvis and goes to hug you. It shocked you a little, he wasn’t the type to give affection so publicly. You smell the faintest scent of alcohol on him. I guess that answers why he’s so affectionate. You hug him anyway because you want Elvis to feel the same jealousy you felt when you looked at Dianne sitting on his lap. You grab John by the face and kiss him. You felt Elvis’ eyes burn into your skin. He hated what you were doing. You loved getting the reaction out of him though.

You pull away from him and act embarrassed, “Oh hi Dianne, so nice to see you again! Hi Elvis,” you say a bit flatly. Dianne quickly gets up and gives you a big hug.

“Oh, I’m so glad you’re here! I can use a girl’s company! Please sit down,” she says sitting back on Elvis’ lap and having you sit right next to him. There was a small space left on the couch and you squeezed beside him, placing your purse on the side of it and out of the way. His legs were spread open and your leg touched his. You try not to let it get to you but your body says otherwise.

“How have you been y/n? How was your day?” Dianne asks.

“Oh, it was fine. I just worked a shift at the diner and went home for a bit to relax before coming here,” you tell her.

“Oh, how nice. Do you like your job?” She asks as he continues to twirl Elvis’ scarf around her finger and rest her other hand on his bare chest. You tried to let it not distract you but you’re failing. It irked you the way he was letting her touch him. It was ridiculous of you, but it didn’t matter. You hated it and wished you were the one in his lap instead.

“No, not really, but it pays the bills in the meantime,” you joke.

“You’re an actress right?” Jerry butts in. Thank God for that, at least you don’t have to look directly at Dianne anymore.

“Yes, I am. I’m on a bit of a hiatus. Things have been a little tough and I’ve needed to take a break from it. I wasn’t getting as many jobs and it started to affect us,” you say a bit hurt.

You hated admitting that your dream wasn’t panning out the way you wanted it to. You didn’t quit the business, you were just falling on hard times and needed to make some quick money before going back out there. 

“Sorry you’ve had to take a break, you’ll get back on your feet in no time. I’ve seen some of your movies, you’re a natural,” Jerry says sweetly.

“Thanks,” you say sheepishly. It was nice to hear someone saw the potential you had. You look at John briefly and see he has this annoyed expression on his face when he’s listening to you talk about your career. It ticked you off even though you should be used to it by now.

“Maybe you can focus on other things in the meantime,” Dianne says cheerfully, “Maybe you can start a family,” she tells you.

You look at her blankly. You didn’t want to talk about this stuff with her around. She was the last person you wanted to talk about family stuff with.

“Umm, no, I don’t think that’ll be happening,” you try to deflect.

“Oh, why not?” She asks.

“It’s not the right time,” you try to shrug like it doesn’t bother you.

“Well, you never know. Blessings can happen when you least expect it,” she says as she wraps her arms around Elvis’ neck. It took everything in you to shove her off of him and get her to stop asking a million questions.

“Yeah, but we’re good. It’s not the right time to start a family,” you reiterate a bit sharply, hoping she’ll shut up.

“Oh but can you imagine, a little you running around? That would be the cutest,” she says excitedly looking at Elvis, “maybe we can try again?” She says looking at Elvis, leaning in to kiss him.

You felt like screaming at him, both of them for that matter but God that got under your skin and stayed there. Again?! What does she mean again?! You wanted to yell and scream your head off at him if he was actually having his way with both of you at the same time. You clench your fist closed and do everything in your power to swallow your pride and not say anything to him. Yet. He will get an earful from you later, you were going to make sure of that. 

“Well you have fun with that,” you say sarcastically, making sure to not look at Elvis.

“You two really would have the cutest kids!” Dianne continues to ramble.

“Yeah, that's not happening. We’d need a miracle to happen,” John mutters a bit too loudly as he takes a sip of his beer.

You feel every pair of eyes dart to you and you freeze. You stare at John in disbelief that he just said that. He looks at you as though he sees right through you. He looks at you like you’re such a disappointment. You glance at Elvis and see a look of concern. 

“What? What does he mean?” Dianne asks confused. You wanted this night to end right here and now. You were sick and tired of her incessant questions and angry at John’s drunken slip-up.

“It means I can’t have kids. It’ll never be the right time it seems and I can’t do anything about it but move on,” you say sharply and throw daggers at her. She grows quiet and looks away from you.

The room was extremely quiet and you felt everyone’s uncomfortableness as the rest of the house was loud and full of laughter. You tap your leg nervously, hating that the attention is on you and this topic. You debate whether you should just leave the room or pray to God someone changes the topic again. You were hoping Jerry would be that person again but sadly he didn’t get that memo.

“I’m so sorry y/n,” Elvis says softly, almost too low for you to even hear.

You look up at his puppy dog eyes and let your anger get the best of you. Looking at him made you more angry and hearing that he was sorry for you pushed you past your boiling point. You stare at him blankly, fire burning in your eyes as you don’t want to be around him anymore. 

You get up from the couch and try to put on a believable smile like none of this got to you.

“I’m going to grab a drink, does anyone want anything?” You ask cheerfully.

Everyone murmurs no and you see yourself out. Your smile instantly drops when your back faces everyone in the living room. You squeeze your way through the dining room where a lot of people are gathered and go to the kitchen. It's a bit quieter in here and you get to breathe and try to shake off everything that just happened. You hated how this was brought up, it made you feel shitty. You don’t know if Dianne brought this up on purpose or what but you like her even less now. 

You find champagne on the kitchen island and pour yourself a small glass. You sip the bubbly drink and try to calm yourself down before you go back out there. You suddenly feel a hand gently grab your arm and pull you to the side. You look up and see it's Elvis and he keeps walking to a side room off of the kitchen. You shrug out of his grasp and grunt frustrated.

“Elvis?! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” You snap.

“I needed to talk to you,” he says.

“It can wait, let's get out there,” you say flatly, trying to push past him. 

He steps in front of the door and locks it.

“No, I’m not letting you out of here until we talk about this,” he says sternly.

“There’s nothing to talk about Elvis, let’s just go,” you grumble. 

“Yes there is,” he says as he pulls you in to hug you, “I’m so sorry. I had no idea,” he says gently. 

As much as you loved it when he held you in his arms, you didn’t want that kind of affection right now. You push away at his chest and feel the tears well in your eyes. 

“Elvis no. I can’t do this with you. I tried to tell you. I did, I tried. But you were too busy for me! That was the moment I realized we weren’t friends anymore. I told whoever answered the phone it was extremely important to talk to you and they said they’d go and get you but you didn’t answer the phone! I waited for hours for you, crying my eyes out hoping you’d talk to me but you didn’t. I needed you. I needed someone to go to and comfort me when I was going through this tough time and I had no one,” you say angrily. 

“God no,” he angrily mutters, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I don’t remember-. When was this? Please help me understand,” he pleads with you. 

“A few years ago. ‘66 I believe. Everything went up in flames that year. I came to the realization I’ll never be able to have a family and things only got worse with me and John. I was losing traction with my career and not getting cast as much. It was all a mess and I had no one to talk to,” you weep turning away from him so he wouldn’t see you cry. 

“I’m sorry honey that’s awful. I wish I could have done something, I’m sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking…” he rambles. 

“Nothing. You were thinking about nothing and ignoring me like every other man in my life,” you grumble. 

There’s a heavy silence that fills the room as you can still hear the liveliness of the party going on out there. 

“He isn’t supportive about any of it? Not even empathetic?” Elvis asks gently. 

“No. And I know deep down, he hates me for it. We were having some minor problems before this happened and a naive part of me thought that if I gave him a baby, everything would be alright. But years went on and it never happened. I had to face the reality that something was wrong with me and had to move on. There’s nothing I can do about it,” you say defeated. 

“Honey I-,” he starts to say but you stop him. 

“No! Don’t honey me! You are not innocent here. What the fuck was that about in the living room? Dianne saying you guys should try again?” You say as anger boils through you. 

“Are you messing around with her and me at the same time?! You told me the whole relationship between you two was just a publicity stunt and nothing more,” you seethe. 

He sighs and takes a step back from you, “It’s more complicated than that…” he starts to say. 

“No it’s not!” You yell at him. 

“Shh, please lower your voice,” he growls. 

“No, you don’t get to tell me what to do! Yes or no, are you two screwing around or was she trying to make your little story more believable by saying that.” You snap. 

His face looks distraught and he looks like he can cry too. It was a horrible sight to see. You only wanted to see him happy and full of joy. You can see he’s searching for the right words but hesitates to say any of them. 

“Yes, years ago we did. I was very unhappy with my career and hated everything I was doing. A lot like you, I thought maybe I should get married or have a baby, maybe that would make me happier? But I realized that none of that was going to make me happy and I didn’t like Dianne that way. I would be miserable if I married her,” he explains. 

You felt bad for him too, how unhappy he was like you and had nowhere to go. Things should have been different between you two. If you had talked to each other about all of this, maybe you wouldn’t feel so alone and helpless. 

“But to answer your question, no, I’m not even touching her. I want nothing to do with her like that now,” he pauses and slowly gets closer to you, “I only want you baby, please you have to believe me.” He says sorrowful. 

You don’t respond to him. You were too hurt by all of this and don’t want to be here anymore. 

“We should go out there, they’re waiting on us,” you murmur not looking at his face. He doesn’t budge and pulls you into his arms once more. 

“Baby please look at me. I’m sorry about everything,” he purrs. 

You wanted to forgive him of course, it felt awful to be cross with him but you needed space. You still hold this grudge against him that he hasn’t been there for you when he said he always would be. You push past him and quickly get out of the room and into the kitchen. 

There were so many people around, that your absence wasn’t noticed where you had been for the last few minutes. You head back out to the living room with a drink in your head. You force another fake smile as you stand off to the side as you don’t want to sit by either Dianne or John. Fifteen minutes passed and Elvis still hadn’t joined you. You grew anxious as to what was taking him so long. It’s not like he’d just leave his own house and leave his party.

After an hour or so of dealing with insufferable conversation, it was time for dinner. An extra table was brought in so everyone could sit together. Elvis finally appears from the back of the house with a stark look on his face. As usual, he coordinated it so you had to sit next to him. This was the first night you did not want to be close to him by any means. Everything was ticking you off and everyone’s dumb jokes were annoying you more than anything. 

Elvis picked up on your mood instantly and he was quieter than usual. You could feel him looking at you through the whole dinner but you didn’t look his way once. You picked at your food, not really hungry after everything that has transpired. It was only ten but you wanted to get out of this house. You were no longer in the mood to stay over or be around Elvis at all. The longer you stayed here, the worse this night could get. 

You probably should have listened to your instincts and gotten up right now but you didn’t and disaster was about to strike. 

You tune back into everyone’s conversations and act like you’re interested in what they have to say. Some of the guys were talking about something that happened on a movie set a few years ago and were laughing about it. They brought up some girls they thought were pretty and how they didn’t give them the light of day when they asked them out on a date. 

Elvis would mess with them and tease that no girls were interested in them anyway. It was light-hearted banter and it did take your mind off of the uncomfortable situation you were in earlier. One of the guys turns their attention to you and it surprises you a bit. 

“You’ve worked with Nicole, haven’t you? You know who we’re talking about.”

“Oh yeah, I worked on a movie with her. She was so nice,” you recall the fond memory. 

“She liked you too. She hoped to work with you again. What are you working on now?” He asks. 

You don’t feel threatened by the question and brush it off, it was just an innocent inquiry. 

“Nothing right now. I’m hoping to get back out there soon though,” you say hopefully. 

“You are? SInce when?” John asks a bit annoyed from the other end of the table. You stare darkly at him and try to keep your cool. 

“Yes, I do. I miss being on set and everything. That’s where I was the most happy and had the most fun,” you say looking away from John and addressing anyone else that was listening to the conversation. 

“Oh, you should have been on the set for one of Elvis’ movies. We had some wild times,” one of the guys laughed. A lot more of them laugh, reminiscing about such memories and you giggle too, you can only imagine what kind of trouble they got into on set. 

“Oh I bet you guys have quite the stories,” you chuckle, “that almost happened though. I almost got the role of Elvis’ love interest in one of his movies in ‘66 but the producers went another direction at the last minute. It sucked but whatever,” you try to say nonchalantly.

“That’s right, I remember when Elvis found out you got cast. He freaked out,” he says laughing.

“Would you shut up,” Elvis says quickly, anger lacing his words.

You were confused by all of this. Why would Elvis be so freaked out about you getting cast in a movie? You thought it would be a nice reunion in a way. It was something you always wanted to happen.

“What are you talking about?” You ask, laughing slightly thinking he was just messing with you.

“Yeah, he saw your name on the cast list and called the director right away. You didn’t know? I thought he called you to explain,” He asks you confused. 

“He didn't call me for a whole decade,” you scowl. 

“That’s enough,” Elvis hissed. 

You were baffled at what was going on. None of this made sense. Why would he act like this when he found out you got cast in his movie? Your mind races and starts creating the worst possible scenarios. Did he actually have a hatred for you for whatever reason?

You slowly turn your body to face Elvis, a slow boiling rage is once again beginning to develop inside of you. 

“Why would you call the director about me?” You say sharply, holding your breath as you look at him like you could bite his head off. 

He looks back at you with the same intensity but you don’t waiver. 

“Answer me,” you say through your teeth. 

Everyone gets a bit uncomfortable, not looking directly at either of you.

You watch him swallow sharply, clearly not wanting to speak. 

“I-, I called him to tell him I had concerns..” he says gently. 

“Concerns about what?” You snap. 

“That maybe you weren’t the right fit…” he says timidly. 

You had enough and quickly got up and left the table. The screech of your chair moving back made everyone jump and not look at you in your state of fury. You walk back into the living room to grab your keys and your purse and head for the front door. No one moved an inch and watched you storm out of the house. You didn’t know whether you should scream or cry or do both at the same time. You couldn’t believe Elvis would ever do such a thing. Especially to you. 

You start to walk towards your car and you hear excited screams of a dozen fans waiting outside to see Elvis. A few flashing lights are going off from their cameras but are instantly disappointed that it’s just you. It was going to be hard getting out of here and you get frustrated, you needed to leave and get some space from all of this. You didn’t want to give Elvis any more time to fuck up anything else. 

“Y/n please wait,” you hear Elvis say behind you. You glance over your shoulder and see he’s trying to catch up to you. The backyard gate is on your left and that’s the only place you can go to hide from the screaming fans and everyone else at this party. You quickly open it and walk along the side of the house. Your heels make a loud echo on the concrete as you storm away from Elvis as fast as you can. 

“Y/n please,” Elvis begs and gently grabs your arm to stop you. 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” You seethe. He looks at you stunned, he’s never seen you so upset. “Why would you do this to me?!” You continue. 

“Honey I- I don’t know. I didn’t know what-, can you just let me explain,” he tells you. You could barely see straight you were so upset. 

“No, you listen to me! Do you know what you did?!” 

“I know it was wrong. I-I-I’m sorry baby I just thought-. The script was absolutely terrible and I was tryin’ to-,” he stammers.

“You were thinking about yourself that’s what was happening! How could you take something like this away from me,” you say as your voice cracks with emotion.

He grunts frustratedly and walks away from you, his hands on his hips with his head fallen down. 

“I was afraid… I couldn’t see you after all those years,” he mutters.

“What?”

He turns around slowly and his blue eyes are filled with tears.

“I knew I was being an awful person. I wasn’t writing you back, I wasn’t answering your phone calls, I didn’t even try to see you in person once I came back from the army, I knew you hated me for it all. And I couldn’t blame you. As time went on, I knew there was nothing that would have excused how I was acting. I panicked and couldn’t see you. I called the director and said I was nervous working with you. I explained there was a certain history we had and I couldn’t shake my nerves. Before I knew it, they had you recast. It wasn’t what I intended to happen. I was just hoping they would push the start date or something. I never wanted you off the movie, I just needed more time to figure out what I’d even say to you,” he admits.

“Why didn’t you say something like that then? Why didn’t you tell them you wanted me in the movie,” you ask.

“I just-, I was still afraid. I thought it was meant to be this way… to keep not seeing you,” he admits.

You sink to your knees and sit on the hard ground. You cover your face in your hands and let your tears fall. You couldn’t believe any of it. How could you be so dumb? All you wanted was to be close to Elvis again but he proved time and time again he didn’t want that.

He was afraid to see you? What did he possibly think when he agreed to hire John. Did he think that he could still ignore you? 

“That one role could have changed my life you know that? If I had on my resume that I worked with Elvis Presley, maybe the tide could have changed for me. Now I’ll never know if that could have been a possibility,” you sob.

“I know… I’m sorry…” he says softly. “And I didn’t know what you were dealing with personally which makes me feel even worse,” he says kneeling in front of you.

You both sit there motionless, not wanting to talk anymore. You felt your heart hurt, you never thought you could feel so broken. Just when you thought things were getting better, it came crashing down. You knew this whole thing was too good to be true. You just didn’t know how messy it would be.

You get up and smooth your dress out. Elvis quickly gets up too, looking at you with concern. 

“I’m sorry baby, please. I was an idiot I didn’t know what I was doing,” he pleads as he gently caresses your face. His touch burns your skin and makes you feel weak. You hate yourself for liking his hands on you so much. You sigh softly and lean against the wall. He presses his forehead against yours and his breathing hitches. You place your hand on his cheek and feel the wet drops of tears cover his face.

“Please, forgive me,” he begs, his voice quivering softly. You stay silent as he tilts your head up to look up at him through wet eyelashes. He places the softest kiss on your lips, making you feel weak. Both of you gasp, needing air over this small kiss. He places another kiss on your lips, this time with a bit more urgency. You squeeze at his arm, trying to fight his magnetic pull. It’s almost useless. His arms pull you closer to him and you both sigh exasperated. You tremble with emotion and he places another passionate kiss on you. 

“I’m sorry baby, please,” he whimpers. 

You feel on fire but the tears pouring down from your eyes are making you feel like you have a fractured soul now. You’ll never be whole again. You struggle for breath and try to get a hold of yourself. You push at his chest and blink through your tears to look at him. You had never seen him cry like this and it breaks you. 

“I can’t see you anymore. Whatever this was, it's done,” you sob.

Fear engulfs his eyes and he shakes his head. 

“No no please baby, don’t go. Stay, we can talk more,” he pleads. 

“There’s nothing else to say,” you whimper. You start to take a few steps away and he gently holds your hand. 

“Don’t leave. Please don’t leave me. I can’t be without you. I don’t know how to get by without you here. I need you,” he begs. Tears stream down your face and you feel like the air got sucked out of your lungs when you hear him confess this. It sounded too good to be true. These were words you always longed to hear coming from his lips. It’s too late though. 

“I have to go,” you sob. 

“Baby no,” he cries, slowly crumbling to his knees in front of you. 

You feel your heart break in two, this was a sight you never wanted to see. It felt awful to say but you needed to walk away. There was nothing else to fix this relationship. 

“Bye E,” you whimper and pull your hand away from his. It felt physically painful. 

You walk back out to the driveway and you see some of the guys waiting to open the gate for you. Putting the keys in the ignition, your radio blares and Elvis’ voice rings from the speakers. It was a song you didn’t recognize. It must have been off of his new album or something. You quickly shut the radio off and want to drive in silence instead. Backing out of the driveway, you see Elvis standing in the middle of it. He looked distraught, like he just witnessed a death. 

In a way, that’s what it felt like. This whole evening was ruined from the moment you walked into the house. Any possibility of what could have been with you and Elvis was washed away by a flood.

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[futurecorps3]

Hobie Brown partying with latina!reader<3

Masterlist<3

SUGGESTIVE!!! MDNI GO AWAY OR ILL BITE YOU

I’m already giggling about this shit and haven’t even started it 🤭 just picture that emoji cause that’s how i look rn. This is written from my perspective which is from a mexican living in Mexico going to 100% mexican perreos!!!

-It took a while to convince him to be honest

-Don’t take it the wrong way though!! He’s supportive and go ahead, perrea hasta el suelo but it’s just not his scene

-He’s not a reggaetón hater, he believes every type of music has a merit to it!! BUT ITS JUST NOT HIS SCENE

-Hacerle ojitos was enough to convince him lmao

-“Mi amor please! I want you to meet my friends” You whined, looking up at him all dressed up for the party that started in about thirty minutes. How could he say no when you were looking so pretty? “Shit ‘aight” He muttered, leaving to do his makeup as you kissed his cheek sweetly

-Now when y’all get there

-HE’S ASTONISHED TO SAY THE LEAST

-Yeah sure, mosh pits were crazy and the pubs he frequently attended were also wild but seeing

-People making out with a stranger then the next, some couple basically fucking in the couch next to the door, a girl downing shots like there was no tomorrow, besos de tres, and most importantly; el perreo.

-My man gets shy n shit like he holds your hand. pls help him no entiende nada

-Your friend approaches you with two plastic cups with some golden liquid that didn’t even reach the half of the cup. “Hey Hobie! Nice to meet ya’, my name’s Martha. Tengan, para ambientarse and getting the party started for you two!”

-Hobie thought it was dumb to drink so little of something, even more when he saw how effortlessly you downed your shot. “What’s this shit?”

-Tequila. It was Herradura. Now he knows why you pour so little for a single shot.

-HE WAS WHEEZING, SPILLING HIS GUTS OUT AND ABSOLUTELY BAFFLED BECAUSE HOW DID YOU DRINK THAT WITHOUT EVEN FLINCHING?????

-Your male friends definitely laughed a bit at that, pero en buena onda, they know how important Bee is to him so they’d never be mean to him hehe

-“Ay cabrón, Martha le dio tequila?” One of your friends say while laughing, his arm rounding your boyfriend’s tall figure “Sí, no soportó” You laugh back, kissing Hobie softly

-Your friends got to know him, silently questioning his intentions and stuff but not like they’re your parents. They mean well!! They just want their friend to be happy with this new dude, and some of them are men, so they definitely know how shit they can be

-“So this is what usually happens?” He asks, looking around as he takes it all in “Yup” you nod, popping the ‘p’ and smiling “I love it”.

-He found it all very freeing; no one judging, everyone moving as they pleased and drinking like hangovers weren’t real. No labels, no consistency. Just fun.

-Then… your friends pulled you to the circle to dance

-And he was done for.

-Seeing how you moved your hips in circles (something he was now sure was sort of a generic gift) changed his life forever

-You danced with your girlfriends, making a line of grinding and twerking from time to time. Some of their boyfriends reaching out to dance with them

-“Holy shit” Hobie muttered, entranced by how you ass moved in those shorts “Yeah, it’s something else” One of your friends who was now friends with Hobie (bonding over playing vodka beer pong) answered.

-“Try to dance with her man, I know you’re foreign and stuff but I don’t think Y/N/N would mind teaching you”

-His feet take him to you before he knows

-“Want me to teach you, love?” You shout so he can hear you over the music, and he just nods with a smile, holding your hands

-“Your work is just moving with me with your hands on my hips, look at Martha and her boyfriend”. He noticed how your best friend’s boyfriend kept a tight grasp on Martha’s hips, going down with her and up again if she did.

-Hobie replicated his moves and soon he got the hang of it

-Big, ring-clad fingers holding your waist tightly as he loosened his hips and felt your ass grinding against his crotch. You can feel how his tall figure looms over you, towering your smaller frame and you love it.

-As he gets more confident, he starts pulling you closer, kissing your neck from time to time and pulling away for a bit so you can scream some lyrics with your friends and then go back to him.

-It's safe to say he has a boner, yeah

-To you? It felt like an absolute dream! Imagine him grinding behind you to some track of Un Verano Sin Ti as he sings along to some of the chorus’s lyrics <3

-You got wasted, danced the night away, he perfected his spanish and you accomplished your dream; ver a Hobie Brown, el punk, perreando.

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I'm actively ignoring my full inbox to write this so it better not flop. HERMANAS lemme know if u like it and leave in the replies what else would you like to see from hobie with a latina reader

Remember, the best way to support writer’s works on here is by REBLOGGING WITH TAGS. I’d very much appreciate it if you did!

Thanks again, stranger. Hope you have a nice day<3

NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO REPOST AS THEIR OWN/TRANSLATE/OR COPY MY WORK IN ANY PLATFORM OR SPACE WITHOUT MY EXPLICIT CONSENT.

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*SCARFS DOWN THE SHIRTLESS MOON ART LIKE IT'S MY LAST MEAL FOR DECADES TO COME*

Can I have some more please, sir-ma'am-person?

(this is a not very subtle request for shirtless sun)

Here ya go! Have these topless jester theatre boys 🤭

I actually finished this 4 days ago 💀 got too caught up with my Christmas spirit hehe. ANYWAY, BACK TO ANSWERING QUESTIONS! :)) (THERE'S SO MANY WAA) Surprisingly, they've always been topless, they just have this half-vest thing that they are wearing ❤️

[littletrippyyhippyy]

Request 💙

neteyam and human reader pretend not to know each other publicly but secretly fuck each other at night

Oh myyy I like this one hehe cuz it can go several ways and I think I like my way the best 🤭 this one is really short but I’m writing a longer blurb that goes along with this so I hope this is good for now 💙

It all started with Neteyam. I know damn well the two of you would play around and be mean about it. “Who is this human?” He’d ask. Looking at you with the most disgusting face ever. He’d even give you the silent treatment - act like you can’t talk back to him.

Even though the both of you knew it was all play - Neteyam would fuck you stupid for taking it too far. “Eywa could have made that blue face at least a little bit cute - don’t ya think?” You’d tell Kiri - loud enough for him to hear. He’d get so angry over your silly words.

Those were the times Neteyam would use you as he pleased. Fuck you in ways you never thought possible. And today was one of those days. Stupid little you took it too far once again - pushing all of Neteyams buttons.

His thick cock would fill your sweet little pussy so good. You didn’t think he’d fit but Neteyam made damn sure he did. He had your face pressed down in the soft grass - your ass in the air as he fucked you from behind. You were so little under him - his large blue hands on both sides of your hips.

“Neteyam, please” was all you could say. “please please please” The sound of sweaty skin hitting each other was pornographic - not forgetting the sounds that came out of each of your mouths.

“This is what happens when you act stupid. Stupid girls get taught a lesson” Neteyam breathed out - still going in and out of you quickly. It hurt but felt so good. He couldn’t get enough of his little humans pussy.

Some nights you’d sneak into his hut - dressed in the skimpiest clothes you’d manage to find. He’d get hard the moment you walked in - mouth watering like he was going to devour you.

“Hi Teyam” you’d say sweetly as you made your way into his hut - smiling all cute like the happiest girl in the world. He’d get flustered - not know what to say as he watched your barely clothed body walk towards him. “My y/n - what are you wearing?” He’d ask but he knew you were doing it on purpose. Teasing him.

You always did this the days you needed each other the most. Teasing him all day - knowing the two of you couldn’t do anything until late that night. Some days the both of you were willing to risk it all - but somehow managed to keep it a secret.

Neteyam would hate seeing you with other men. Wanting to walk over and claim you - tell them to leave his y/n alone. But he knew he couldn’t, which ate him up inside.

“You feel so good, my y/n” he’d tell you that night. Letting you know you were his - only his. “You belong to me” He’d say as he held your body against his - his cock deep inside you. He filled you up so good - perfect that no other pussy could compare. You were only his and always will be.

[jules-loves-lukecastellan]

| charlie bushnell x wicked! elphaba! reader

౨ৎ warnings౨ৎ none <3

౨ৎ summary౨ৎ just a social media au of charlie having a broadway baby :)

“You may not be that girl but you are my girl.”

| ynyln

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ynyln defying gravity killed my vocal cords

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iamcharliebushnell you even look good in green❤️

| ynyln 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚

username27 How can she sing “Defying Gravity” at only 19??!!

username58 i went!! you were absolutely amazing yn!!

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momonatomada I HAVE TO COME SEE U SOOOON🫶❤️‍🔥🫧

| ynyln MOMO PLZZ IMYSM

zendaya ❤️❤️

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username86 broo yn as elphaba>>

| username18 eh i mean she’s mid anyone can sing defying gravity tbh

| username86 bro thinks anyone can hit an F#5💀💀

shayrudolph favorite giirrll

| ynyln 🫶

dior.n.goodjohn GO ELPHIIEE

walker.scobell You look like an ogre😁✌️

| ynyln WALKER😭😭

| iamcharliebushnell

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iamcharliebushnell wicked night supporting @ynyln💚🧹🩷🫧🫶

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ynyln aww i love you so much <3

| iamcharliebushnell i love you even more❤️

username99 yn and charlie are literally the couple of our generation

leahsavajeffries next idina minzel forreal🩷🩷

| ynyln ur making me blush🤭🤭

dior.n.goodjohn WHY DID U GO WITHOUT ME

| iamcharliebushnell SORRY I WANTED TO SUPPORT MY GIRLFRIEND ALONE😓😓

charlie_ynsupdates favorite couple right here.

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wicked_musical Our Elphaba @ynyln is absolutely breathtaking!

✨#WICKED

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username20 favorite musical evrrrrrr!!!!

ynyln 💚💚💚

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arianagrande 🩷🫧🩷🫧🩷🫧🩷

idinaminzel She has such a powerful voice. Excited to see what she brings in the future.💚🧹💚🧹

kristenanniebell Woah!! Never in a million years would I have guessed this stunning girl is only 19!!

username1 i wish i could sing like yn

| ynyln take 14 years off ur life singing and u got it lol💚

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* a/n *: HII lets pretend i didn’t go MIA on y’all for like a month hehe. if im being honest, i’ve been gone cuz im been super lazy🫶 (im just a girl) anywho, love ya!

-jules🎀

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Megumi Fushiguro x Reader- THEY SET US UP

Smau

Group chat fic

Synopsis- You're a college student. You're best friends with Nobara, Maki and Panda (roomies with Nobara and Maki). Your friend group has a close relationship with another group that includes Megumi, Yuji, Toge and Yuta. Gojo is your head coach at the college(lol) and is good friends with you guys. (Everybody's aged up)

CW- slight swearing, nothing else ig (this is a jjk smau)

Your pov

THE GIRLS(CRAZY BISHES)

You, Maki, Nobara, Panda

Nobara(gf)-

guys it's Saturday tmrw. let's go out?

Panduh💖🐼-

Aaah yes, let's do a girl's night out!!

You-

Yeah, sounds cool.

Maki(MOMMY)-

(replied to Panduh💖🐼)

Why tf are you in this gc?

Nobara(gf)-

idk either, yn?

You-

Girls come on, Panda's our bbg. We agreed to keep him in this gc

Panduh💖🐼-

That's why you're my fave, girl<3

You-

<33333

Maki (MOMMY)-

Anyways.. so girls night out tmrw?

Panduh💖🐼-

YAAAASSSSSSS

Nobara(gf)-

Yess bishes

You-

Umm guys maybe we could yk..

Nobara(gf)-

Whatt

Maki(MOMMY)-

What?

Panduh💖🐼-

??

You-

Maybe we could call the guys as well?

Panduh💖🐼-

Well if you say so...🙄

Nobara(gf)-

Ohh, I get it😏🤭

Maki(MOMMY)-

Oh yes haha💀

You-

What?

Nobara(gf)-

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M

I

Panduh💖🐼-

✨💕😘

You-

Wtf is wrong with you guys.

I just wanna hang out with Yuji and toge.

(They're more fun)

Maki(MOMMY)-

Girl's in denial. yn you're *down bad* for him.

You-

Shut tf up

I hate you guys

Nobara(gf)-

We love you too yn😘

ok so I'll message Yuji to tell the guys..

Panduh💖🐼-

Gr8

You-

Okie

Maki(MOMMY)-

Imma message yuta

Panduh💖🐼-

(replied to Maki(MOMMY))

😏*coughs*

Nobara(gf)-

(replied to Maki(MOMMY)-

😏ahem

You-

(replied to Maki(MOMMY)

😏💀hehe

Maki(MOMMY)-

Shut tf up morons.

MEGUMI'S POV

HOMIESS👾😈🤬

You, Gojo, Toge, Yuji, Yuta

Itadork-

GUYSSSSSSSSSS LISTENNNNN

Yuta🙂-

Yuji, what happened? Don't tell me you ate the leftover spoilt ramen again

Itadork-

(replied to Yuta🙂)

No, it's not that. And it was ONCE alr? And it TASTED GOOD.

Yuta🙂-

Ok fine whatever

Togay-

(replied to Itadork)

Wtf happened Yu? It's 3 in the morning fr

You-

(replied to Itadork)

Wht happened?

(replied to Togay)

It's freaking 5pm rn.

Gojo(idiot)-

Guyss chillllll.... Yuji what's up??

Togay-

(replied to you)

M in america ho!

You-

(replied to Togay)

Sure, just stfu

Yuta🙂-

Guys pls calm down

Gojo(idiot)-

*Enjoying the drama and eats popcorn

You-

(replied to Gojo(idiot))

??

Itadork-

Anywayss the girls are inviting us to hang out tmrw.. guys gonna come rightt?

Yuta🙂-

Yes, Maki will be there too sooo

Togay-

Yeah let's hang out. Imma come

You-

Cool I'll come as well

Togay-

(replied to you)

Wear smthg good. yn's gonna be there too. Don't wear your emo ass clothes

You-

(replied to Togay)

Did I ask? And shut tf up alr?

Togay-

Justt helpingg you out🙂🦎

Don't want her screaming and running away from you, do ya?

You-

(replied to Togay)

The only thing she's gonna be screaming at (infact everybody) is your face, after seeing it.

Gojo(idiot)-

Guyssss chillll downn ❄️❄️

Itadork-

SENSEIII YOU COMINGG????

Gojo(idiot)-

YUSSS

Itadork-

AYOOOOO YESS

＼⁠(⁠^⁠o⁠^⁠)⁠／

NO ONE'S POV

New gc

OPERATION:MAKE 'EM CONFESS🗣️❣️

Created by Panda on 12/10

Gojo, Maki, Nobara, Panda, Toge, Yuji, Yuta

Panda-

GUYSS WASSUP?

Yuji-

HELLO WHAT IS THIS GRP?

Maki-

Read the room?

Yuji-

What?

Gojo-

OHHH I GET ITT

Nobara-

(replied to gojo)

Do you?

Gojo-

No

Maki-

Who tf added @Gojothestrongestalive?

Panda-

Me?

Maki-

Wtf why?

Yuta-

Anyways guys let's get to it... we need to make yn and fushiguro confess

Yuji-

＼⁠(⁠°⁠o⁠°⁠)⁠／ whatt? Did they commit a crime or smthg?

Nobara-

Who tf let this idiot in the grp?

Panda-

(replied to Yuji)

Noo we want them to confess to eachother

Yuji-

Oh ok GOT IT

Toge-

What's the plannn guyss?

Yuta-

We go to the movies together, ghost both of them, leaving em alone w eachother

Toge-

Alonee😏😏 fushiguro's a freak btw soo smthg could happen

Nobara-

(replied to Toge)

How tf do you know😭

Toge-

I jus do🤭🙄

Yuji-

SUS

Maki-

Guys I think the plans alr

Lets go w it

Gojo-

YESS GUYSS I CANT WAIT TO SEE MY LOVELY CUTE STUDENTS TOGETHER! THEY GROW UP SO FAST. TT✨

Nobara-

(replied to Gojo)

*Man-child crying

Gojo-

I'm just emotional that's all

Yuji-

So we meet up at 7 tmrw?

Maki-

Yeah

Toge-

Yes

Yuta-

👍

Nobara-

Okk

Gojo-

Greatt

Panda-

Great job guys, we're gonna succeed! 💪🏻

NEXT DAY

You're getting ready in room with Maki and Nobara, all dressed in cozy, stylish clothes, gearing up for a fun movie hangout together.

"Where do we wait?" you ask Maki as the three of you arrive at the movie theatre.

"Oh right," Maki said, glancing at Nobara. "We'll meet up with the guys. You wait here, okay?" She motioned for Nobara to follow her as they walked off.

You wondered where Panda was as you had not seen him the entire day.

Suddenly, a notification popped up on your phone, and you saw a message from Megumi. You felt a bit flustered and tapped to open it.

emo(gumi)🦇

Him-

Hey

You-

Yo wassup

Him-

Maki and Nobara told me that you've bought all the popcorn for us and said you need help.

You-

No, I didn't buy popcorn. They said they were going to meet up with you guys

Him-

Wth. They did come.

You-

Where are they rn?

Him-

Disappeared.

You-

Thank you sm

Him-

?

What do we do now?

You-

Get actuall popcorn, and go see the movie?

Him-

Togeher?

You-

Yeah, fuck them

Him-

Whatever you say, idiot.

You-

Shut up.

Him-

Meet me by the lobby.

You-

Okie.

You felt flustered, your cheeks warming as you made your way down to the lobby, to meet Megumi.

Midway through the movie, you couldn't shake the feeling that someone was watching. Glancing over your shoulder, you saw the other guys spying on you and Megumi from a little farther back.

"They set us up," you murmured as you set a glance at Megumi.

He smiled, not missing a beat. "I'm glad they did".

The rest of the group watched you both with satisfied grins, clearly pleased with their little scheme. Gojo and Panda looked like they were about to tear up from excitement, while Maki and Toge exchanged smirks. Meanwhile, Yuji and Nobara were bickering over the popcorn and Yuta, ever the calm one, took a picture of you two with a soft smile on his face.

The end?

(hope y'all liked it)

[pahtoosh]

pete pete

[image ID: a behind the scenes gif of chris evans as captain america giving the camera a goofy smile. by tumblr user SoftEvanStan. /.end ID]

masterlist

18+

wc: ~400 words

warnings: dada thinks you peed🫣(you didn’t), steve picks you up

a/n: based on a silly little thought i had hehe🤭

pairing: steve rogers x gn!little!reader (i imagine this as part of my stucky x little!reader collection but bucky isn’t mentioned so you can read it either way😁)

summary: steve embarrasses you during a playdate with peter

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“I’ll be in the kitchen making sandwiches for lunch, okay? You two play nice.” Steve kissed the top of your head before getting up.

“We will, captain!” Peter said.

Somewhat distracted, you looked up from your Legos when you noticed Steve walking away. “Dada?”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“You go?”

Steve laughed. “I’m making sandwiches, my love.”

“Oh!” You bounced excitedly. “Can I have cheese in mine?”

Steve came back and gave you another kiss as if he couldn’t help himself. “Yes, you can have all the cheese in the world.”

“Woo!”

Steve grinned to himself as you did your little happy dance and continued playing with Peter.

𓏲 ࣪₊♡

The next few minutes were peacefully quiet. The occasional rustle came from the kitchen as did the clicking of plastic toys from the living room.

Peter was looking back and forth between the fighter jet he was building and your pile of untouched Lego pieces. “Can I have your circle piece?” he asked.

“Ya. Can I have your blue one?”

“This? Sure.”

“Dank you, Pete Pete.”

Steve poked his head in from the kitchen. “What was that, sweetheart? You went peepee?” He quickly washed his hands and rushed over to you.

“Wha? Nooo.”

“It’s okay baby, Dada’s gotcha.” Steve picked you up and quickly ran into your room. Had he been more focused, he would’ve noticed that your bottom was totally dry.

“Dada. I not peepee!”

“Nothing to be embarrassed of, baby. It happens to all of us.” He placed you on the changing table and ran around, grabbing new clothes and changing supplies.

You were a little embarrassed, but not for the reasons that Steve was thinking. Not to mention how upset you were that he interrupted your playtime. “I not peepee!”

“Then why’d you say peepee? You know we don’t make potty jokes.”

“Pete. Pete.” You made sure to say the “t’s” this time.

Peter appeared in your doorway, hand covering his eyes. “Um, Mister Rogers? I think they were just saying my name.”

Steve set down the things he was holding and nodded in understanding. “Pete Pete.” He sighed. “You can look, Peter. Nothing happened here.” Dada helped you off the table and gave you a light pat on the butt before you and Peter ran off to play again.

Steve put his hands on his hips and sighed again, shaking his head. “Pete Pete. Sam’s gonna riot when he hears this one.”

[bleach-your-panties]

Rosie my dearrr! For the Valentine's event could I pretty please ask for letters: D,F,J, and O with kenpachi ♥️

Ask and you shall receive, my love👏🏼❤️

dividers by @/hitobaby

❥⋱D - Dick: he’s gonna give you that Valentine’s Day D! What’s it like? (His dick, that is)

LONG HARD DICK (sorry). But it’s true. He has a good 9 ¾ -10 inches, (HARRY POTTER HEADASS DICK) I'm so sorry.

It is very girthy as well; it's so heavy that it hangs between his thighs. It's a deep tan color, darker than his skin tone with a medium-darker brown-colored tip. Thick veins atop the shaft, pubes black like his hair, and hairy, heavy balls (lol).

He is terrible at manscaping, you have to help him. He also doesn't wear underwear, so you can see his print if you look closely.

❥⋱F - Freaky: What’s his kink?

Posted here!

❥⋱J - Jamz: Slow Jamz to be exact. What song does he like to get it on to?

🎵Scratchin’ Me Up - Trey Songz

"Can't another couple compete, when we in the sheets; breakfast in bed, love the way I eat

I love the way it be, we a couple freaks,

Rockin' to the rhythm and the rhythm of the beat"

----

"Girl, you scratchin' me up

But it's cool (I love it)

'Cause I love when we touchin' (I love it)

I love when we kissin' (I love it)

Sexin', you be scratchin' me up"

----

"Hold on, girl, don't you lose it

It's made for you, please use it

Scratch my body up, girl, I don't mind

Imma take your pain if you take mine"

ᰔ

🎵Please Excuse My Hands - Plies, Jamie Foxx, The Dream

"With my hands I can make you do a lot of thangs,

Have you engaging in some activities you can't explain,

Leave my fingerprints on every inch of yo damn frame,

With this one finger, I could make you get off the chain"

----

"Get that liquor in me, and my hands, they get they own brain

They wanna touch ya, they wanna rub ya, they wanna feel ya frame,

Run my hands through yo hair and go against yo grain

Let me massage ya baby, and help ya ease yo pain"

----

"If I can't squeeze ya and I can't hold ya, it don't feel the same,

It ain't my fault, baby, my hands the one to blame"

❥⋱O - Orgasm: Does he cum quick? Or is his stamina crazy as fuck? What about you? How many times can he make you cum?

*chuckles*

LONG NIGHTS AHEAD FOR YOU.

The man has stamina for days. Not just hours. DAYS. All that damn fighting he does.

He won't stop unless you stop him, or you pass out. Whichever comes first. Definitely use a safe word with him.

The most times he's made you cum during a single session is ELEVEN. (Hehe🤭)

Stay hydrated, you're gonna need it with him. He's gonna drain you of every drop of cum you’ve got, and still go back for some more.

----

valentine a-z ©bleach-your-panties. do not steal, repost, or upload my shit to tik tok! comments appreciated. reblogs always welcome.

[helloiamadrawer]

Hello my friend; I wanted to see if you could do a headcanon or story on Android 17 x Saiyan!Reader who's also Goku's daughter and who is also a black!reader? (You can make it both SFW and NSFW!!)🤗👌🏾❤️‍🔥

Android 17 x Black! Saiyan who is Goku's Daughter

a/n: Hi @lelewright1234 unfortunately I can't do nsfw ( I may do that on a later event but not this one sorry!) but I will make it fluffy and romantic for ya!

Ok it may seem stereotypical but 17 listens to Kendrick Lamar as he cruises through the park with you in his dune buggy, making sure everything is okay and the animals are safe and you ofc

You always admired his love for animals, as you had a liking towards them as well, so whenever you got the chance to patrol, he would ask if you would like to come along if you werent busy

As you are a Saiyan, you and 17 train to maintain your power (cause Goku is mostly NOT present cause he is out training with his rival friend Vegeta) or just for plain fun

and per chance sometimes you two place silly bets on whoever loses 🤭

Cause you prefer defending yourself sometimes and who knows if you end up alone and someone tries to run up on you, the usual defense methods

You asked him once if you could dread or braid his hair and he was totally cool with it as he had no idea what you were going to do but it turned out pretty cool! (Tbh, android 17 in dreads is like a new cool style he would rock it!)

showering you in kisses just out of nowhere really hehe

Your laugh almost sounds just like your father's and 17 just finds it so cute like its his magnum opus of happiness

Sci fi movie nights

Hear me out: Arcade dates because he knows every game and would beat you at all of them (he'd let you win at least one tho and he basically won all the prizes for you such a sweetheart 🥰)

Sugar Daddy 17? 😳😳🤔 just a thought..

You tried teachimg him a bit of gen z lingo but the only word that looks good on him is 💫s l a y💫 you laughed so hard when he tried to put it in a sentence when you were cooking something one day and he goes, "Wow, that smells so slay babe." next thing he sees is you half bent over laughing and 17 is just confused "Omg, you are such a card 17! But nice try though honey, we'll have to brush up more on that."

Did i forget that Bulma once let him rent one of her super dope yachts to 17? Yk, after the TOP and stuff? Yeah he did it again for yall's second year anniversary of being together;a cruise date! complete with flowers, a nice candlelit dinner with a amazing view of the sunset descending over the sea, it was beautiful and romantic at the same time. You couldn't help but think to yourself 'How did i get so lucky?'

a/n: annd...thats about it! Hope you liked it!

[belleishavingamentalbreakdown]

HIYAAAAAA

I feel like it’s about time I introduce myself!!! Yes Ik I took like 3 1/2 years to finally do it lol

hi I’m Belle or even Willow if you have been keeping up with me since my first year of tumblr! My online alias has always been Belle and I do prefer not to use my irl name because stranger danger lol.

I’m 19 years old and I’m obvi she/her

I’m a university student studying a double degree b laws and business (lowkey I’m an academic stresshead)

I’m a devout Maronite Catholic, I’m also Lebanese!!!!!and every opinion about controversial topics you are going to get a controversial and Faith Based answer from me so don’t even ask… I also dont like arguing and I’m too lazy to explain hehe 😅 (peace and love pookies)

Just know that I respect all opinions even if I don’t accept, believe or agree with them!

I’m most definitely a nerd, you will find me posting about niche interests, whether it’s my love for Jason Todd or hogwarts legacy or even Minecraft diaries.

Ik this sounds weird but yes I do listen to ASMR it’s really cute and I feel less of a need for a boyfriend because I know for a fact I am not ready spiritually and emotionally for a man 💀 that sounds like a really bad answer but asmr is very soothing and comforting especially when I feel quite lonely when I’m going through emotional turmoil, so try not to judge me too much :)

my favourite asmrist is Mai’s underground ASMR ( luv ya Mai) very very wholesome and just MUSIC TASTE IS WOW

I listen to a-lot of music; Frank Ocean, PinkPantheress, Daniel Seavey, Dean Lewis! Tons of RnB and Hip Hop and defo Pop music. I also love listening to Maronite Hymns <3 I’m not biased I just love Fairuz :)))

I don’t have any other accounts this is the only one and I love tumblr a lot and yeah LOL im too tired to create more jargon to explain myself!

My fav colour is pink? Also love making new friends hehe and im chronically online or playing royale high on roblox because im just a teensy weensy bit of a girlyyyyy girlllllll

Ok yup that’s all i can think of to include, sincerest apologies for the cringe or millennial style expression I watch too many old YouTubers! You guys will eventually get used to my chaotic nature tehe 🤭

Also please let me know for any prayer intentions also if you catch me swearing pray for me because it’s a really bad habit that I need to stop LOL okkiiii

BYE MY LOVES STAY HYDRATED AND AS ALWAYS GOD BLESSS <333

Also don’t be shy I’d love to have more friends so reach outttt!!! xoxoxo

[bravo4iscool]

Ok I got even more embarrassed after this, I'M SO SORRY 😭 IM SO SO SO SO SORRY FOR NOT EXPLAINING SORRY SORRY SORRY SORRY OMG

Okay, so, goth is a subculture that started in UK in the 80s and was developed by fans of gothic rock, an offshoot of the post-punk music genre. (I'm getting all of this out of wikipedia btw because I'm horrible at explaining, and I'm so sorry again for not explaining things further on my first ask)

Now, scene is a subculture that comes from the pre-existing emo subculture and became very popular with teens in the 2000s and 2010s, and.... Okay maybe my idea was horrible now that I think about it, I'm sorry. Ok maybe I should stop with tumblr for today.

DONT BE SORRY, PLEASE😭. i was just a bit confused, you don’t need to be embarrassed or anything😭!

but to get back to your ask now🤭 (another anon was so nice to further explain to me!):

goth!ghost x goth!reader

i think that scene!reader probably is a lot more quirky than goth!ghost and generally is just more squirmy and all that.

imagine them meeting in a coffee shop hehe. scene!reader run into him and spills their coffee on him, immediately apologising and searching for tissues or something to clean him up.

When they look at him they’re met with a face covered in a black surgical mask (probably) and a pierced eyebrow. i personally think goth!ghost wouldn’t be the one to wear make up, since it makes him stand out and he likes to keep himself in the background. but he’s very heavy on the whole skull/death-themed clothes!

„oh god, i‘m so sorry,“ reader stumbles over their words, fumbling with their tissue but ghost just grabs their wrist when they try to reach for him.

„s‘fine,“ he grumbles, letting go of readers wrist once he’s sure they won’t reach for him again. „can‘t see it anyway,“ he then says in a lighter and softer voice, referencing his pitch black clothes. „y‘gotta look where y’walk next time.“

reader chuckles and wipes a couple of hard strands out their face. „can i uh, buy you a coffee to make it up to you?“ they nervously chuckle, a little bit intimidated by his height and those broad shoulders. „i like your rings by the way,“ they blurt out when he doesn’t answer, their finger pointing at his hand.

he looks down at his hand then at reader. „thanks.“ he pauses. „like ya shirt. t’stripes look good.“ reader immediately blushes, starting to fiddle with their hands.

„thank you,“ they nervously chuckle. „so, can i buy you that coffee?“ they then ask, being brave again.

„sure,“ ghost smirks, titling his head. „am always up f’r coffee.“

sorry if this is shit🥲

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