#sunshine girlfriend material

[jesschalamet]

i wish for you.

[its-avalon-08]

Ok so this is a bit unique tbh, but can you write a story about being alexandra saint mleux's sister can falling for lando norris??? like you love charles and alex because THEYRE SO CUTE and u end up falling for lando. include alot of fluff anf cuteness. Thanks!

stop it ily so much for this! i adore adore adore charles and alexandra and omg have u seen his recent post? because leo the puppy u are ily so much what the heck! ok so here is my attempt at making this AMAZING request come true!

paddock love (ln4)

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y/n watched with a grin as charles spun her sister alexandra around in a clumsy waltz, their laughter echoing through the posh monegasque apartment. "ugh, you two are giving me cavities," you teased, collapsing onto a plush sofa.

alexandra, cheeks flushed, swatted playfully at charles. "mind you, y/n, you could find yourself a love story in the paddock too, you know."

you scoffed. "yeah, right. like any f1 driver has time for a normal person like me."

suddenly, the apartment door swung open, revealing a grinning lando norris and carlos sainz. "speaking of normal people," lando winked at you, his blue eyes sparkling. "ready for that movie night, y/n?"

your cheeks warmed. lando had been relentlessly charming ever since you'd met at a charity gala a few weeks ago. he always seemed to find a way to compliment your outfit, your laugh, or even just the way you handled a plate of hors d'oeuvres. it was...disarming.

flashback

the air crackled with nervous energy as you nervously adjusted your borrowed gown. attending a charity gala with your sister, alexandra, a rising wag in the f1 world, was exciting, terrifying, and utterly overwhelming. just as you were about to retreat to the bathroom for the tenth time that night, alexandra materialized beside you, a triumphant grin splitting her face.

"there you are! come meet someone," she said, dragging you towards a group where charles leclerc was holding court, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"y/n, this is lando," charles announced, gesturing towards a tall, lanky figure with a mop of floppy brown hair. "lando, this is my amazing girlfriend, alexandra, and her equally amazing sister, y/n."

lando's smile was like sunshine breaking through clouds. his blue eyes crinkled at the corners as he extended a hand towards you. "amazing is definitely the word for it," he said, his voice a charming mix of british and something vaguely exotic. "it's lovely to meet you, y/n."

you felt a blush creep up your cheeks as you shook his hand. his touch sent a jolt through you, a strange combination of warmth and nervous electricity.

"likewise," you stammered, suddenly hyperaware of the borrowed dress that seemed to suddenly itch everywhere.

alexandra, ever the social butterfly, nudged you playfully. "so, y/n, tell lando about your photography!"

you, relieved for the distraction, launched into a passionate explanation of your latest project, a series capturing the hidden beauty of everyday objects. lando listened intently, his head tilted to one side, his gaze flickering between your eyes and the photos you were showing him on your phone.

"wow, this one is incredible," he said, pointing at a shot of a chipped teacup bathed in warm sunlight. "it's like you found magic in the ordinary."

you beamed. "that's exactly what i'm trying to do!"

the conversation flowed easily from there. you discovered a shared love for vintage cameras and a mutual disdain for overcooked canapés. lando, it turned out, was as funny as he was charming, his quick wit leaving you breathless with laughter.

as the night wore on, alexandra and charles discreetly wandered off, leaving you and lando deep in conversation about the perfect lighting for capturing a raindrop mid-fall.

"so," lando said finally, a playful glint in his eyes, "i hear you're a bit of a photography whiz. maybe you could give me some pointers on capturing the perfect pit stop action shot sometime?"

"me? at a race track?" you couldn't help but laugh. the world of formula one seemed about as far removed from your quiet life as possible.

"why not?" lando shrugged, his grin widening. "besides, charles tells me you make a mean cup of tea. maybe a post-race debriefing is in order?"

the invitation hung in the air, a silent dare. you hesitated, then a slow smile spread across your face.

"alright, lando norris," you said, a playful challenge in your voice. "challenge accepted."

flashback ended

"uh, yeah, sure," you stammered, gathering your things. "see you guys later."

alexandra leaned in conspiratorially. "have fun! and y/n?"

you raised an eyebrow.

"don't be afraid to give him a chance. he might surprise you."

the movie night was...something. lando insisted on a ridiculous rom-com, complete with over-the-top declarations of love and pratfalls that had you snorting with laughter. halfway through, he paused the movie, leaning close.

"you have the most incredible laugh," he murmured, his voice sending shivers down your spine.

your cheeks burned. "thanks," you mumbled, looking away.

he chuckled. "is it just the movie, or are you actually starting to blush around me, y/n?"

you swatted him playfully. "maybe a little. but don't get any ideas, lando norizz."

he grinned, unfazed. "ideas are kind of my specialty. so, here's one: how about we ditch this cheesy movie and grab some gelato? my treat, of course."

you hesitated. this was ridiculous. lando norris was a formula one driver, a celebrity living in a world of fast cars and glamorous parties. what did he want with a regular girl like you?

but his smile was so genuine, his eyes so warm, that something inside you melted. "alright," you agreed, a shy smile creeping onto your face.

the gelato shop was a whirlwind of laughter and stolen glances. lando teased you about your ridiculous cone of every flavor imaginable, then pretended to steal a lick. you chased him around the shop, ending up breathless and giggly.

as you walked back to the apartment, the moon casting a silvery glow on the streets, a comfortable silence settled between you. lando stopped, turning to face you.

"you know," he said softly. "you're more fun than any trophy i've ever won."

your heart skipped a beat. he cupped your face gently, his thumb brushing away a stray tear that had escaped your eye. "maybe alexandra was right," he whispered, his lips hovering tantalizingly close.

before you could even think about it, you closed the gap, meeting his kiss halfway. it was soft, playful, filled with the promise of something more.

when you finally pulled away, breathless and exhilarated, lando grinned.

"so," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "does this mean there's a chance for a "normal guy" like me?"

you couldn't help but laugh. "maybe," you teased. "but only if you promise to keep surprising me."

he leaned in again, his voice a husky murmur. "consider it a done deal."

and under the watchful gaze of the moon, a new love story bloomed, a testament to the fact that sometimes, the most extraordinary things can happen with the most ordinary people.

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[edenesth]

[7:03 AM]

"Oh my freaking god! If you don't know how to drive, go back to driving school!" you shouted, resisting the urge to flip off the car in front of you. "Seriously, how did these people even get their driver's licenses?!"

Seonghwa bit his lip, glancing over at you with hearts in his eyes. He admired your heeled foot pressing aggressively on the accelerator as you overtook the slow driver hogging the fast lane. His eyes travelled up to your work outfit—a well-fitted black velvet dress with a mid-thigh slit, a floral-patterned scrunchie on your wrist, and a pair of geeky rose gold-rimmed glasses on your face.

God, if only she knew how hot she looked.

The thing was, you were usually the sweetest angel known to man. Everyone at your workplace called you 'sunshine,' and you truly were the nicest person to exist, a quality that had drawn him to you. To him, this made you wifey material, and he couldn't imagine loving anyone else if you weren't the one he eventually married.

But there was one time when you were most unlike your usual self: whenever you were on the road, behind the wheel. When you drove, you turned into a complete demon.

He remembered witnessing this side of you for the first time. It was just a few weeks into your relationship when he needed a ride. His initial shock quickly turned into admiration as he savoured the meanest resting bitch face he'd ever seen on you. He had no idea his sweet, perfect angel could harbour such rage.

That same expression was on your face now, and he would never tire of seeing it. However, there was one problem: he was getting a little too excited from seeing you like this. This was not the right time for such feelings. He was on his way to work, for goodness' sake. The last thing he needed was for his coworkers to notice how 'affected' he was by his girlfriend first thing in the morning.

To avoid letting his excitement escalate, he quickly took out his phone and started playing around with it, eventually settling on taking selfies using the mirror on the visor to distract himself.

"Man, I look good today," he smirked.

"Oh yeah? We'll see how good you look when you have to walk yourself to work tomorrow. This will be the last time I'm dropping you off, Park. That goddamn car of yours better be all serviced and ready by the end of the day."

His grin vanished at your words. "But babe, we're having such a good time. Don't you like spending a few extra minutes with me, hm? Besides, the guys at the workshop said it could take a few days if the spare parts don't arrive on time—" he was cut off by the deadly glare you shot him.

"If you think being stuck in an unnecessary jam and being late to my own job because of you is a good time, you need to reevaluate your priorities," you said coolly, eyes on the road as you overtook all the drivers from hell and sped toward his office building, which was thankfully not too far from yours.

"Yes, ma'am."

Seonghwa wasn’t sure how to feel hearing those words, but he supposed he finally understood what it meant to be both scared and turned on at the same time because damn, that was hot.

Before he could dwell on those feelings for too long, the car slowed to a stop, and he realised you had arrived at his workplace. After shifting the gear to park, you turned to face him, your usual warm smile greeting him once again—the smile he adored, the one that had stolen his heart, the one that made him realise you were the one.

"We're here, Hwa! You know I don't mean any of those words, right? I'll drive you whenever you need me to. Now go before you're late."

Just like that, his angel was back.

His heart melted all over again as he leaned in to press his lips firmly against your invitingly pink ones, not caring if he ruined your gloss. That was what you deserved after all the things you had just said to him. Call it his little payback if you will. To his delight, your eyes fluttered shut as you kissed him back, just like the sweet angel you always were, giving in to him without fail.

Pulling back slowly, you sighed, "Go. I'll see you after work. Love you."

He bit his lip, feeling your thumb swiftly wipe your gloss off his lips. "I love you too, babe. God, you drive me crazy."

And he meant it.

You giggled, pushing him away by the chest. "You do the same to me, Park Seonghwa."

As he got out of the car, his heart pounded in his chest, still reeling from the emotional whiplash you had given him. Feeling hot from the experience, he loosened his tie to cool off before entering his office. Oh yes, he couldn't wait to be picked up by you this evening. Unlike now, he would be able to show you just how crazy you made him once you got home tonight.

Just you wait, you little devil.

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I... this is self-indulgent as fck, that's all I'll say HAHA this was the only thing on my mind as I was driving home from work today. I'm usually sweet as an angel (it's what most people say about me) but good lord, I'm unrecognisable whenever I'm on the road.

Sacrificed my workout time to write this because priorities LMFAO

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[babygirlwritessmut]

♡︎ part9. last time you wore that dress, it caused us some problems

・❥・pairing: vi (arcane) x fem!reader

・❥・ summary: Vi introduced you to her friends, you`ve spend a great evening and now you want to fulfill that promise you made.

・❥・ genre: smut + grumpy x sunshine

・❥・ word count: 3.4k

✎ warnings: 18+, SMUT, dom!vi, rough sex, fingering, strap-on, swearing, alcohol.

MINORS DNI!

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“cupcake?” - Vi called out to you while you were in the shower. “can you come to the kitchen when you're done?”

“give me a few minutes, please,” - you shouted back.

this morning, you woke up feeling a bit anxious. between work, studies, and your relationship, you barely had any time left for rest or for yourself. you couldn't even remember the last time you just lazed on the couch in silence or cooked in the kitchen. plus, today was exam day. you'd been studying all weekend, even your friends came over to study with you. passing the exams meant one thing - holidays. the very thought of it made you breathe a sigh of relief. that's why getting a high grade meant so much to you.

dressed in your robe and slippers, you made your way to the kitchen where Vi was making breakfast for the two of you, for which you were incredibly grateful, as you’d probably forget to eat without her. watching your girlfriend as she cooked, you smiled warmly. "I’m so lucky," - you thought.

“oh, cupcake! good morning, how are you feeling about the exam?” - Vi asked while the food sizzled deliciously in the pan.

“I'm alright, I think. I’m nervous, of course, but I can't fit any more information into my brain. whatever happens, happens today,” - you said, feeling overwhelmed by all the material you'd studied over the past few days.

“no matter what, I’m proud of you. you're so smart and hardworking, you've come such a long way this semester, and I have no doubt in you,” - Vi's words brought you comfort. it was nice to hear such encouragement from someone so important to you.

you hugged her from behind and murmured, - “you know you're the best in the world, right?” - burying your nose in her hair. Vi chuckled softly.

you stood there like that for a few minutes, not wanting to let go, but you had to leave in 20 minutes, and you were still in your robe. so, after kissing your girlfriend's amazing pink hair, you went to get ready. you put on your usual university outfit, tied your hair up in a bun, and came back out of the room.

while you were having breakfast with Vi, she mentioned that an old friend of hers was coming to town to celebrate their birthday, so she planned to go out.

“that sounds great, I’m glad you’ll be seeing your friends,” - you said as you finished your meal and started clearing your dishes.

“I was thinking, maybe you'd like to come with me? I'd love to introduce you to my friends,” - Vi said, taking your hand. “unless, of course, you’re planning to celebrate the end of the semester with your own friends.”

"meeting her friends is a big step, and if they are coming from another city just to see the group on their birthday, they must be really close," - you thought.

“of course,” - you said, squeezing her hand tighter. “honestly, we haven’t planned anything with my classmates. we're so exhausted that no one even mentioned celebrating.”

“maybe that’s a good thing, because that means you'll be all mine tonight,” - she said, kissing your forehead and helping you clean up. after that, you said goodbye to Vi and left the apartment.

two hours later, the university was buzzing with chatter. after a long wait for the results, you were finally gathered in the auditorium and congratulated on completing the semester. the dean's speech was short but meaningful, he announced that he was proud of his students because everyone had passed. you and your classmates exchanged satisfied glances. the results would arrive in a week via email, but the most important thing was that you passed. you were so proud of yourself.

at the entrance of the university, you and your friends were enthusiastically discussing plans for the holidays, but the main thing you all agreed on was that you needed to celebrate. since everyone was tired and overwhelmed from the day, you decided to meet up tomorrow. your conversation was interrupted by your phone ringing - it was Vi calling. your face must have changed because all your friends started laughing, saying, - “ooooh, look who’s in love!”

“shut up,” - you laughed in response.

"hey, Vi," - you said calmly into the phone.

"cupcake, I can't take it anymore, tell me," - she said, sounding anxious on the other end.

"I passed!!!"

"yes! I'm not even surprised, I never expected anything less. I'm so proud of you."

"thanks, Vi, I..." - you stopped yourself. "thank you for your support. I'll be home soon, bye," - you said, hanging up and taking a deep breath.

“trouble in paradise?” - one of your friends asked.

“no, it's just... I don't know how to...” - you started mumbling to yourself while your friends watched you in confusion. “how to tell her that I love her?” - their faces lit up with smiles as they hugged you tightly.

back at home, you started getting ready. Vi showed you the gift she’d picked out, and after approving it, you went to your room to get dressed.

“absolutely not,” - Vi said firmly.

“what? why?" - you asked, surprised.

“last time you wore that dress, it caused us some problems, I’d like to remind you,” - Vi said, glancing at the dress and clearly recalling what happened between the two of you last time.

“I’d say it worked to our advantage. just look where we are now,” - you laughed.

Vi rolled her eyes. “okay, sorry, I have no right to tell you what to wear. honestly, I’m just a little nervous.”

“nervous?” - you asked, not understanding what she meant.

“yeah, it’s silly, but... you're stunning, and I know that in that outfit, everyone’s going to be looking at you,” - she said, lowering her eyes.

you walked over to Vi and hugged her. “you don’t need to worry about that, I only need you,” - you said.

she hugged you tighter. “sorry.”

you just smiled. “thank you for sharing that with me.” you kissed Vi on the lips.

“just promise no more jokes about dancing without panties. I can’t handle that again,” - you laughed, covering your face with your hands as you leaned against the kitchen counter.

“I promise, from now on, only you get to take them off,” - you said, biting your lip and giving Vi a playful look.

“cupcake, don't do that, we'll be late,” - Vi said as she closed the distance between you, running her hands through your hair.

you sat up on the kitchen counter behind you and spread your legs. “what exactly should I not do?” - you asked teasingly.

Vi looked at you, then moved as close as she could. she ran her hands up your legs to the spot that the dress barely covered. in response, you wrapped your legs around her and leaned back slightly.

“is it just me, or does this dress have a strange effect on you?” - Vi said, slowly taking in the sight of your body. “maybe I should take it off you so you'll behave,” - she teased.

“try me,” - you said playfully, running your fingers over her lips, slightly parting them. Vi licked your finger, causing you to let out a soft moan. she pulled you closer by the waist and almost kissed you but suddenly said, - “I don’t want to ruin your makeup.”

she lowered herself to the level of your underwear, and the sight of her there made you even more excited, every part of your body begging for her touch. she brought your hips closer to her face and gently ran her tongue over your panties.

“Vi...” - you said as you tangled your hand in her hair, but she moved it away and stood back up, smiling at you.

“why did you stop?” - you asked, slightly frustrated.

“I was just checking to see if you had any underwear on. we can go now,” - Vi said, laughing and teasing you.

“I hate you,” - you said, jumping off the counter and heading for the door.

“I think it’s the opposite,” - Vi said, her eyes never leaving you as you walked away.

at the club, you finally met her friends. for some reason, they were just as you had imagined them: all different, yet somehow the same. Vi introduced you to them, and it seemed like she took extra pride in mentioning that you were her girlfriend. each of them gave you a warm smile and introduced themselves in return. finally, you and Vi greeted the birthday person, and everyone handed over their gifts. they were genuinely happy, thanked everyone for coming, and even welcomed you as the newest member of their crew. it felt good to be seen as more than just Vi's plus-one.

a few cocktails later, you were all on the dance floor. the music was great, your girlfriend was by your side, and you felt truly happy. her appearance was irresistibly attractive to you, and you were using all the willpower you had not to drag her to the bathroom with you. Vi probably understood this too, as her light touches on your body and gentle kisses on your neck kept your excitement simmering.

when you both returned to the table, you ordered one last round of cocktails. "good, because I'm already having too much fun," - you thought to yourself.

Vi’s hand rested on your leg under the table, and as the conversation went on, you felt it start to move higher up the inside of your thigh. your legs instinctively began to close, but Vi's hand didn't let that happen. just as her fingers got close to your panties, the birthday person suddenly said, - “thank you all for coming.” Vi quickly withdrew her hand, and you shot her an angry look, to which she barely managed to hold back a laugh and winked at you.

the way home was... tipsy. it seemed like Vi had good self-control, but you were in a good mood and feeling very turned on. this was the second time tonight that Vi had teased you, so you decided that once you got home, you would come up with a way to get back at her.

when you entered the apartment, you bent over in front of her to take off your shoes in a way that was anything but subtle. Vi's gaze fixed on your butt.

“can you help me with the zipper?” - you asked, your tone innocent. at first, Vi didn't even realize you were talking to her, but she slowly unzipped the back of your dress, her eyes trailing down your bare back, stopping when she saw your red lingerie peeking out.

you felt Vi's fingers tracing down your spine. “you think I don't know what you're doing?” - she asked, her voice low. you leaned forward slightly, steadying yourself with a hand on the wall, and she let out a small growl.

“and what about you? those touches under the table?” - you teased, feeling her hands on your hips, pulling you back against her. she lifted your dress, caressing your thighs, her gaze devouring the sight of you in that lingerie.

“I've never seen you in this position before. you never cease to amaze me, cupcake,” - she murmured as she slid her hand between your legs, into your panties. “so wet already, is this all for me?”

you could only moan in response as she began to massage your clit, your back arching more and more in front of her.

“Vi, please, take me,” - you begged, desperation in your voice.

“I thought you liked it when I teased you,” - she said with a smirk.

“I do, but... I can't take it anymore, I need you. please,” - you whispered, your desire almost overwhelming.

in one quick move, Vi turned you around and pinned you against the wall. “I think I've seen this scene before. i guess one hand was on your hip, and the other...”. she lightly wrapped her hand around your neck, and you let out a moan. “good to know you still enjoy this,” - she added with a grin.

“so much,” - you said, tilting your head back as you wrapped one leg around her, which she held tightly, pressing herself even closer to you. “do you think you can finish what you didn't that night?” - you whispered.

Vi's grip on your neck tightened slightly as she caressed your leg. “tell me exactly how you want it, cupcake,” - she said in that low, intoxicating voice.

“you're really going to make me say it out loud?” - you gave her a pleading look.

“yes, I love hearing you talk about what you want,” - Vi replied with a mischievous smile.

“fine, I want you to take me rougher, I want to scream your name, and I want...” - you bit your lip, - “I want to fulfill that promise I made.”

suddenly, Vi's hold on you grew stronger, and she bit down on your neck, making you cry out in pleasure.

“my girl loves it when I use my force, huh?”

releasing her hold slightly, she lifted you by your hips and kissed you passionately as you wrapped your legs around her. Vi carried you to the bedroom and threw you onto the bed. you barely noticed when your dress ended up in the far corner of the room. discarding her own clothes, Vi leaned down to you and said, - “get on your knees, cupcake.”

the moment Vi's words reached your ears, your stomach tightened even more. obediently, you did as she told you. without warning, Vi pulled your panties to the side and sucked on your clit. you moaned so loudly that your head started to spin. you could feel her tongue and lips devouring you hungrily, and you moaned even louder when you felt her tongue slip inside you.

pulling away from you for a moment, she said, - “cupcake, you need to be quieter. we don't want everyone to hear how dirty you are, do we?” - you nodded in response. “good, but if you're too loud, I'll have to do something about it,” - her voice sent shivers through your entire body, making it harder to stay on your knees.

Vi's tongue licked your wetness again, and she quickly thrust two fingers inside you, making you bite down on your hand to stop from screaming.

“that's it, good girl,” - her words were melting your entire being.

Vi's fingers started pumping harder into you. “you like it when I fuck you with my fingers, don’t you?” - you moaned and nodded in response.

“in order to fulfill that promise of yours, I need to get you ready. how does that feel?” - Vi said as she stretched you from the inside with her fingers, making you collapse onto your elbows.

“oh God, yes, I love it, Vi,�� - you moaned louder. the obscene sounds coming from between your legs were shameless, but you loved how she made you lose control. her fingers began to move faster again, and you cried out.

“yes, Vi, please, I'm ready,” - you begged for more.

“you, cupcake, are such a dirty little thing, you know that?” - she withdrew her fingers and gave you another lick, making you throw your head back in pleasure.

behind you, you heard Vi open a box and take out her strap-on. as she put it on, she came up and pressed the tip against your entrance. your hips bucked in response, begging her to fill you.

“I want you to tap twice on the bed if it gets too much, okay, cupcake?”

lost in pleasure, you blurted out something that made Vi growl, - “afraid you won't be able to handle it?”

“that was a very, very bad idea,” - she said, and with those words, she thrust into you. your scream echoed through the room, as the sensation of being stretched and filled overwhelmed you, making your vision go dark from the intensity.

“I thought I told you to be quiet,” - Vi said, and suddenly your butt stung from a sharp slap, making you cry out. “there you go again. now I'll have to take measures, won't I?” - you nodded in response.

Vi's hand grabbed your hair and pulled you back up onto your hands, drawing a hoarse moan from your lips. she clamped her hand over your mouth and whispered in your ear, “ready to take the other half?” "THE OTHER HALF?!"

with one swift motion, Vi buried the rest of the strap-on deep inside you, making your ears ring and your eyes fill with tears.

“you said something about me not handling it - what about you?” - Vi's eyes flicked to your hand, checking if you'd tapped out, but you hadn't.

“good girl,” - she praised, squeezing your thigh tighter and starting to drive you onto her strap-on. your mind couldn't keep up with the intensity, you were breathless, but it felt so good. your whole body responded to every thrust, and the wet sounds coming from you were so filthy that you couldn't believe it was happening. after a few strokes, you began to match her rhythm, and Vi's smile grew even wider. her movements became faster and harder, slamming into your body so forcefully that your knees gave out beneath you. if she hadn't been holding you in her firm grip, you'd have collapsed by now. you kept moaning into her hand, clutching the sheets with your fist, but you didn't tap out. you loved it. you wanted more.

after a moment, you felt Vi pull the strap-on out of you and release her hold, causing you to collapse onto the bed, moaning.

“lie on your back. I want to see your pretty face,” - she ordered. you did as she said, spreading your legs like an obedient girl. Vi's smile grew wide at your compliance. “just look at her. tears on her cheeks, barely holding on, but still begging for more.”

Vi lifted your legs and draped them over her shoulders, thrusting back inside you in one smooth motion, making you scream.

“no, no, no. how many times do I have to tell you?” - she dropped your legs and covered you with her body, driving the strap-on even deeper, making your eyes roll back in pleasure. once again, she covered your mouth with her hand and began thrusting into you with force, holding onto the bed for leverage. each thrust felt like a wave of intense bliss, tears streaming down your face, yet you kept moving your hips, pushing yourself harder onto her. when Vi's pace quickened, you felt the overwhelming sensation that you were about to come. catching your eyes, she understood immediately, and when she pressed her finger against your clit, you started to whimper from the pleasure. your back arched, and stars danced in your vision as your body shook with the force of your orgasm.

slowly, Vi removed her hand from your mouth, still staying inside you. “if only you could see yourself right now, cupcake.” after a few seconds of looking into your eyes, she pulled out the strap-on, leaving you feeling empty inside. tossing it aside, Vi leaned down to you and gently wiped away the tears from your cheek. you were still catching your breath, your head still buzzing slightly.

you spent a few minutes in her arms, and when you finally managed to speak, you whispered, - “I've never felt this kind of pleasure with anyone but you.” Vi kissed you tenderly, - “the feeling is mutual, cupcake.”

[startanewdream]

I've always wanted to write a scene of mutual agreement and support (friendship is a strong word) between Ginny and Romilda Vane, so here's around 1600 words of something that might have happened during Year 7.

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They wait until after dinner to round on her.

Ginny is mildly surprised; she'd guessed they would question her as soon as she got off the train, but perhaps they thought that Snape's speech—not the Headmaster's, she'd never consider him so—might terrify her enough to make her betray everything she has ever believed on. If so, they were very mistaken; seeing Snape in the middle of the staff table, with Death Eaters by his side, only infused her Gryffindor spirit.

"Weasley," calls Alecto Carrow. She has a mind to pretend to ignore her, but the mass of students climbing the stairs seems to freeze with that call, and Ginny has no choice but to answer it, all eyes on her as she walks to Alecto Carrow.

"Yes, Professor." She puts as much spite in that word as she can. Neville and Luna suddenly materialize next to her, and Ginny almost wishes they would stay away, as if there is any protection to be found this year.

Alecto looks her up and down. "That's it?" Her voice is mocking. "That's Potter's girlfriend?"

By her side, Crabble and Goyle nod; their gazes are not as unappreciative as Alecto's. With a shudder, Ginny thinks she will favour disdain any day.

"I thought Potter had better taste."

She buries her nails into her palm. Don't answer, she tells herself, and tries to keep a look of disinterest.

"Where is your boyfriend?"

Her rehearsed answer comes in a bored tone. "I would know if I had any." It feels more than ever that everyone is staring at her.

Alecto doesn't seem convinced, nor do her cronies.

"They were dating," says Goyle, in a whisper that everyone can hear. "Everyone saw it, they were snogging all around the place."

"It's what happens when you are dating someone," snaps Ginny. "We've broken up." She hesitates for a tiny beat. "He dumped me."

This time her rehearsed line doesn't sound credible, despite being the truth. Everyone's gaze seems to burn, evaluating her answer, and, for a moment, Ginny waits for someone to question this, to raise the absurdity of her words: they were in love. As Goyle had noted, anyone could see how they felt about each other; Harry had been beaming the whole time they were together, all those few weeks of sunshine and happiness and hope. Harry wouldn't just dump her—

And then Alecto Carrow laughs.

"I guess Potter already got what he was after, then?" She mocks. "Blood traitors aren't a good value if..."

"Perhaps the girl is lying," another voice pops in, and Ginny turns to see Amycus Carrow joining his sister. His gaze upon her makes Ginny shiver; she remembers all too well duelling him. "Perhaps she knows more than she's letting on—"

"I wouldn't think so," Luna says, her voice as dreaming as ever. "If she knew, she wouldn't be here."

"Harry always kept his secrets," Neville adds, crossing his arms.

Amycus and Alecto share a look before Amycus takes a step forward.

"I will be the judge of that. If we have Potter's precious girlfriend—"

"I am not even his girlfriend anymore!"

It doesn't seem to matter, though. Terror floods her, not so much for herself; there isn't anything that she can share with them, but if somehow Harry finds out that they've got her—their breakup will be for nothing—he is too stupid and too noble to do something reckless—

Amycus grabs her arm; Ginny dives her hand into her pocket, but before she can take out her wand, many things happen. Professor McGonagall appears, Neville points his wand at Amycus, and Romilda Vane laughs nervously.

"Please," she says. "Weasley was his girlfriend, so what?”

That makes everyone draw their eyes to her. Romilda tosses her hair out of her face, seemingly enjoying the attention, but Ginny can see a thin layer of sweat breaking through the girl's careful makeup.

"Harry was always smiling at me, flirting unashamedly, even when he was dating her. I wasn’t the only one either. Everyone knew he wasn't good business. A ladies' man, that one."

Ginny blinks; she is not alone. The year before, when Harry was at the height of his popularity at Hogwarts, everyone's favourite Chosen One, he had drawn many eyes. Ginny had found it bothersome, but she could understand what everyone was seeing: that gorgeous young man with messy dark hair and green eyes, tall and fit, with the added benefit of seeming oblivious to his own charm, almost shy. It had been endearing.

That also was one of the reasons why, when Harry and Ginny started dating, everyone wanted to talk about it. It had been huge news for Hogwarts' standard.

There was no way anyone would believe that Romilda was telling the truth.

"Potter never had any other girlfriend," Crabbe mumbles.

Romilda laughs derisively. "I wasn't his girlfriend, haven't you heard what I just said? He just liked to flirt." She nudges her friend. "Do you remember, Lisa? I told you Harry never took his eyes off me."

Lisa looks terrified, but she nods. "Yes," she confirms in a small voice. "And you—you shared chocolate once."

"Harry dated Cho," someone from the Ravenclaw crowd says, and there's a murmur of agreement.

"I went with Harry to a Christmas party last year," notes Luna. She skips the part where they went as friends.

"I think I saw him snogging a girl behind the greenhouses," Hannah Abbott says.

At her side, a boy nods. "I saw something in the library once."

People start adding comments, their voices mingling in a cacophony. The weirdest part is that Ginny knows no one is lying; people are telling about the times they saw Harry with a girl — only she was this girl, this only girl, but no one specifies that.

"Quiet, quiet!" Alecto sounds annoyed. She looks at Crabbe and Goyle. "Is this true?"

They shrug, lost.

"I saw Potter with Chang at Madam Puddifoot's," Pansy Parkinson confirms, distasteful. "And he went with Loony Lovegood to Slughorn's party."

"That would be Professor Slughorn, Miss Parkinson," chides Professor McGonagall, taking a definite step ahead and placing herself between the Carrows and Ginny. She raises her arm and, almost without a second glance, lowers Neville's still extended arm. "I do not see why a student's romantic life is under scrutiny at this hour of the night, especially a student who is not even here at the moment, but the others have class tomorrow morning."

"This is more important than classes," Amycus spats.

"I remind you this is still a school," Professor McGonagall says coldly.

Amycus' answer is cut by a bored voice. "What is this?" Snape walks, easily opening his way between the students gathered at the door.

"We are trying to interrogate the Weasley girl," Alecto says. "To find out the whereabouts of Potter. She was his girlfriend."

Snape rolls his eyes. "You heard the others. Potter was a lover-boy; that is not surprising considering how his father behaved with his fans." He regards Ginny coldly. "Weasley is not special. I doubted Potter ever shared anything more than a snog with her."

There's an underlying truth in his words that stung her, but before she can react, Snape is already addressing Professor McGonagall.

"Take your students to bed, Minerva. It would not be advisable to be out of the bed at this hour."

Professor McGonagall, who had been frowning at Snape as if trying to figure out something, bristles; there's nothing but repulse in her eyes as she nods.

"Of course, Severus." She turns to Ginny and the others. "Go to the Common Room, now."

And she casts a warning glance at Ginny, who runs to meddle between the other Gryffindor students climbing up the stairs. Her heart doesn't stop beating painfully until she enters the Common Room, and only then she looks back; the Carrows aren't in sight. She doubts this is the last time they will try to question her, but for now, she can breathe easily and give Neville a feeble smile when he looks at her.

"We will watch your back," he whispers.

"It will be fine," she says, with a confidence she doesn't feel. Nothing about her experience at Hogwarts so far gives her any faith that things will turn out well.

And then she catches a mop of black hair.

"Romilda," she calls. Romilda pauses on her way to the stairs.

"Yeah?"

Ginny waits until they are alone to whisper: "Thank you."

Romilda nods. There’s a moment of silence, during which Romilda eyes the stairs as if considering fleeing the scene before she asks: "Did he really break up with you?"

Ginny gulps. "Yeah."

"Oh, I thought—"

"No, it was true."

She waits for some remark; Romilda was truly determined to get Harry the year before, and she had pestered Ginny when she was dating Harry.

"He never actually flirted with me," Romilda says in a rushed whisper. "And you were special to him, I—I spent a lot of time watching him and trying to get his attention, but he never glanced at me... because he was too busy ogling at you."

Warmth spreads inside Ginny; she cannot help her smile. "Harry didn't ogle."

"Yes, all the time. He had it hard for you. Still has, I'd bet." Romilda smiles awkwardly. "Not very womanizer of him."

Ginny's eyes wide. "About that—if anyone finds out that you were exaggerating—"

"I'll talk to my friends. No one is going to say anything."

"I know. I trust you." They look at each other; it suddenly occurs to Ginny that Romilda has no idea, not really, of what could happen if anyone suspects her lie. Romilda never faced a Death Eater. Ginny hopes she never does. "It will be fine."

It's the same thing she told Neville before, but now there's a promise in her voice.

Romilda nods one last time. "Night, Ginny."

"Night, Romilda."

[buckevantommy]

tommy in his second year at harbor meeting freshly minted firefighter buck who it turns out took his spot at the 118. tommy who has been out for a few years and isn't yet jaded about love, meeting a gorgeous human embodiment of sunshine and sex on long legs thinking if anything does happen it'll be fun for them both.

tommy who falls for evan's big heart and earnestness, his curious nature and unending positivity - and finds his stubborness and bratty moods endearing more than anything.

tommy who never expected to be this kid's bisexual awakening but vows to give him what he deserves with patience and kindness. tommy who doesn't expect to fall head over heart for this kid..

it's a friends with benefits sort of thing that evens out into friendship. and when buck's leg gets crushed, almost breaking tommy's heart in the process, tommy is there for him through the recovery (unlike buck's girlfriend who couldn't handle it).

tommy who's around for another year or so before he takes a job out of state and he's gone for a couple years. he returns in time to sit vigil when buck gets struck by lightning, but life keeps them apart more than before. they don't really get back to being frequent friends.. until the cruise ship.

and then it's a gradual thing. they hang out and get to know each other again, just friends this time no benefits. and tommy is a little jaded about love now but he knows how he feels for evan is real. he never did anything about it bc he didn't think buck felt the same. and now buck is older, has more experience, surely knows what he wants, but how could that be something with tommy? tommy isn't forever love material.

meanwhile buck is falling in love with tommy - this guy who knows him, sees him, but does he love him too?

i'm just saying there's hella potential in this au.

[weebsinstash]

something that I think would be, truly one of the worst things about the yandere Batfamily really truly is their power to make any and every problem you've ever had completely go away in no time at all

it can be such an awful feeling to see that you struggled in vain with something that was nothing at all to someone else. You could have significant issues that have followed you all your life and have had traumatic impacting effects on you and these people could come in and sweep that all away. Student loans you've been paying off for years, if not a fraction of your lifespan, still burying you in debt? We are talking fucking decimal points on the scale of Bruce Wayne's wealth. That bad leg from an old work injury? Let's grab you one of the best doctors in Gotham, if not the entire world, fuck, we may even get you a doctor or medicine that isn't even human-made! Y'all want a magic leg? We know this chick who can speak backwards, you want a magically healed leg?

Crippling loneliness? Eternal sunshine and objectively best Robin Dick Grayson is here to brighten your entire world since he knows what it can feel like to be hurting and alone and he's literally like the heart and soul of the entire manor besides Alfred

Chronic pain, an undiagnosed disability, or maybe you're not confident in your fitness? Jason has extensive knowledge of injury recovery, physical therapy, and overall knowledge about human biology and musculature and how everything correlates

Family issues? Daddy issues? Let Resident Troubled Kid Expert Alfred Pennyworth be your new grandpa. He's dealt with more than one temperamental snappy individual, and he'll use his patience, experience, and wit to wear down all your stress and hostility. It's hard to keep being cruel to someone who's nothing but kind to you, and he has plenty of patience and delicious baked treats to hold out until you give in

Honestly just the fact most of them are so fucking young would get under my skin. You could be approaching your 30s and be sitting here at the Wayne family dinner table as their weird sister/mom/girlfriend/whatever and being all "I've just always had these struggles my entire life, I dont know what's wrong with me, I feel like I can't control how I act or feel and I hate it" and someone like Tim who depending on the source material and where you are on the timeline is a literal teenager with extensive knowledge of criminals and psychology is just over here, "oh, that? You have chronic childhood trauma, recurring resurfacing conflict related ptsd, severe abandonment issues, emotional regulation problems that are probably biological, and also you probably have autism, and there's nothing wrong with any of that :)" and then he turns to Bruce and starts talking about how his school is taking a trip abroad to Greece while you sit there processing that everyone around the table has extensively psychologically evaluated you and you probably have your own file on the Batcomputer (you do. It's excessive.)

It's just. The psychology of having all these problems you've struggled with be wiped away by someone else like it's nothing and how, that can result in making someone feel all the more worthless and helpless. Oh, Bruce was able to just make all your problems disappear? Clearly YOU weren't trying hard enough. Tim is able to suss out what's wrong with you? Well YOU'RE the dysfunctional idiot who was born wrong, and YOU were the one choosing the wrong doctors. You're watching all these young teenagers or young adults be vigilantes and travel the world and learn multiple languages and you're like. Normal guy Steve from the grocery store. You know? They take control of your life and make you feel like a side character in it, because everything you do is now attached to them, and all of them and all of their adventures are so... spectacular

And really, someone with a meaner heart, and maybe someone more blunt like, say, Damian, could perhaps come in and make some comment, "see? This is why you needed our assistance in caring for you" and what are you gonna do, NOT act like they basically fixed your entire life in less than a year's time, with the one objection of kidnapping and imprisonment? You're just over here, "um yeah, actually, I'm an adult and I can take care of myself, you don't need to TAKE CARE OF ME???" meanwhile Bruce and Alfred are exchanging knowing looks while you speak as if the old butler hadn't needed to help you call your doctor and other important urgent matters because being on the phone with strangers gave you such intense anxiety. Ok yes sure honey you are a lovely functional adult and your brain is big and beautiful and perfect 🥰 now shut up about going to live back home on your own, go play Xbox with your new brothers or go bake something with Grandpa while the world's greatest detective sits down in the Batcave using the Batcomputer to track down and "have a friendly chat" with that one childhood teacher that gave you that one really specific trauma-

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     It was almost rare for Jisung and Felix to get days off together. Usually, one or the other spent their day off with their girlfriend even when most of it was spent in bed. 

     Between the three, Felix typically woke up first with Y/n. Jisung was always sleeping in, cuddled up with the two of them. It was no different this morning, Felix woke up before the other two in the bed. Glancing over at them, Jisung curled into Y/n while the latter was facing him. 

     The blond smiled and laid an arm around both, pressing a quick kiss on both their temples which made Y/n stir a bit. Leaning down, Felix pressed more kisses to her face as she woke up.

     “Good morning,” Felix greeted her with his deep morning voice as she slowly opened her eyes to see his freckled face.

     “Morning,” Y/n greeted him, pulling him in to kiss his lips.

     Felix pulled himself closer to her. Happily returning the kiss as she laced her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck. Trying to pull his As close as possible even with Jisung’s arms around her middle. 

     Felix moaned into her lips as she teasingly tightened her grip. Y/n giggled and moved her hand up in his hair while she brushed her tongue against his lower lip. Felix let her in, feeling her tongue play with his. A satisfied moan left his throat before she pulled back. Smiling at him as she brought her hand down from his bake to run her thumb over his wet red lips. 

     Felix stared blankly at her for a moment before she giggled and pecked his lips. “Feel alright sunshine?” Y/n asked

     “Mhm.” Felix nodded, hoping she would ignore his growing erection between them. 

     “Words, sunshine,” Y/n reminded him, hand slowly moving down his chest. 

     “Feel good…” Y/n watched his freckled cheeks turn red as her fingers played with the hem of his shirt. 

     “Feel good as in your okay or feel good as you need help with this.” Her hand gently slid over his pajama pants where his erection was growing. 

     “Help. Please mummy,” Felix pleaded

     Y/n smiled and added a bit more pressure as she rubbed him over the material of his pants. A quiet moan left his lips as he pressed his forehead against hers. Y/n captured his lips again and picked up her speed a bit. 

     Felix moaned and gripped the back of Jisung’s shirt, arm still draped over the two of them. Y/n pushed her tongue back into his mouth and felt Felix melt and buck into her hand. 

     Feeling his orgasm approaching, he hummed into their kiss. Y/n pulled back and looked at him, “What’s the matter, sunshine?”

     “Close. Can I cum? Please mummy,” Felix begged

     “Of course, sunshine. Go ahead,” Y/n allowed him. 

     A few more strokes and she watched Felix’s face contort in pleasure as he made a mess in his boxers. Y/n smiled as she felt Jisung stir behind her. 

     “You guys playing without me?” Jisung groaned. Y/n could already feel him poking her ass

     “Sorry baby,” Y/n giggled as she reached back and scratched his head, “Lixie just needed mommy’s help.”

     “Need help too,” the producer finally lifted his head. 

     “Hungry baby?” Y/n had her attention on the man behind her but pulled the pants off the man in front of her.

     “Always,” Jisung beamed 

     “Help clean Lix up and then you can play with mommy,” Y/n told him. 

     Felix turned to his back as Y/n pulled the blond’s bottoms down, smiling at the stain on the fabric. Peeling the fabric back, a line of white connected the fabric to his skin. Jisung moved from behind their girlfriend and got between their boyfriend's legs. Using his tongue to break the string before cleaning the cum off his skin.

     Y/n sat up a bit, hovering over the two just a bit, and tilted Felix’s head back to her. Letting out a small moan when he felt Jisung’s tongue on his cock. Y/n leaned down and captured his lips again. Swallowing his cute moans whenever his sensitive cock was touched. Especially when the older of the two wrapped his lips around his tip. 

     Y/n pulled away from his lips and looked down. Fingers curled into Jisung’s hair and slowly helped him move up and down. Felix grabbed onto the back of her shirt on reflex. Her eyes fell back onto the blond, “Feel good sunshine?”

     “Yes Mummy,” Felix groaned, head falling to her chest. 

     Y/n cooed and cradled him to her. Feeling his warm breath through her t-shirt. She took her hand off the back of Jisung’s head and rolled her shirt up. Bringing her hand back to his hair and guided Felix to her nipples. 

     Felix looked up at her as he latched on and started sucking on the bud. Jisung glanced up and moaned around his boyfriend's length, making the latter shake from stimulation. 

     “You can have a turn too, baby.” Y/n laughed and watched Jisung move with more vigor. Making Felix shake against her, closing his eyes as his dick twitched in Jisung’s mouth. His lips detached from her nipple, “‘m close,” he whined as his hips started bucking up into Jisung. 

     “Go ahead sunshine, been good this morning,” Y/n said as she watched him cum in the rapper’s mouth moments later. 

     Y/n held the boy down till the blond finished. Pulling him up and watching as he swallowed the loud while Felix caught his breath.  

     “Good boy, baby.” Y/n cooed at him as he moved between her legs, “Go ahead.”

     Jisung excitedly pulled her bottoms and undergarments down while Y/n stripped her shirt off. Jisung put her legs over his shoulders before diving in with the same vigor he had sucked Felix off. 

     Y/n moaned softly as she kissed the top of Felix’s head. The blond reattached himself to her nipple and started lapping at the bud again. Bringing one of his hands up to hold her other boob. Y/n grabbed both their heads and held them closer to her. Jisung looked up at her as his tongue fucked in and out of her, hands gripping her thighs and keeping them pressed against his head. Grinding his hips into their mattress. 

     Y/n focused her vision on the rapper between her legs. Pushing his back and holding the roots as his tongue rolled over her clit. Y/n moaned as she gripped both of them tighter.

     “Mommy feel good?” Jisung asked 

     “Yes, baby. Making mommy feel good.” Y/n moaned as Felix switched nipples.

     Jisung moaned against her clit at the praise. Rolling her hips against him as his tongue dipped into her again. Her grip on his hair and the rolling of her made him grind harder into the mattress. Feeling her cum on his tongue sent him over the edge. Coming in his boxers just as Felix had as he cleaned her out. Y/n pulled him away from her and took her legs off his shoulders. Pulling him up to her and Felix by his hair, a moan fell from his lips as she did.

    Felix pulled back from her boobs and looked up at Y/n. “Wanna get out of your close for mommy?” She suggested to the two idols.

     Both quickly got rid of their pajamas and Y/n didn’t miss the dark spot on Jisungs boxers either. “Baby, did you cum without permission.” She was surprised, that was a usual thing with Jisung. Deepening on the day could just be a bratty behavior, sometimes he got too lost in the moment and came.

     “Couldn’t hold it. You tasted so good,” Jisung answered.

     “Lay down baby,” Y/n instructed after he had discarded the fabric.

     Jisung bit back a smile as he lay on his back, “Wanna taste you, mummy,” Felix complained.

     “Mhm, Ji hasn’t had any kisses this morning. I’m sure there’s some of me left on his tongue and lips.” Y/n smiled

     Felix leaned down and pressed his lips onto Jisungs. She was right, he could taste the remnants of her on his lips. Y/n got off the bed momentarily and grabbed a few things before getting on top of Jisung, Pulling Felix in front of her so they were both on top of him.

     Y/n sat up and stroked the brunette's dick a few times, listening to his muffled moans before she slipped him inside her. Sinking onto him fully before she started bouncing slowly on him, leaning over Felix just a bit and sneaking an arm between the two boys. 

     Both boys moaned into their kiss before Felix pulled away. Y/n sat back and pulled the boy to her chest. Kissing his shoulder and up to his neck, her hands coming up his chest and played with his nipples, pinching them between her fingers as she went between grinding and bouncing on Jisung under them.

     “Wanna cum Mommy,” Jisung whined below, his hands gripping Felix’s thigh to try and ground himself. 

     “Hmm, think he should get to cum, sunshine?” Y/n asked, biting the boy's earlobe

     “Yes,” Felix squeaked 

     Y/n giggled at his reaction as she moved a hand down to wrap around his neglected cock. “Go ahead, baby. Fill mommy up.”

     Y/n voluntarily clenched her walls around him as she moved up and down till she felt him twitch and spill inside her. Y/n smiled as she laid her head on Felix’s shoulder and pumped him. Hand gripping him tight, making him tilt his head back and grab her wrists. 

     Slowly she rolled her hips against the two of them as she jerked off Felix. Both moaning for different reasons. Y/n picked up her pace with Felix and the precum from his tip dripped onto Jisung’s stomach. Y/n kissed the blond’s back as he rocked against both his partners. 

     Jisung gripped his thighs harder as Y/n squeezed his sensitive cock. Barely recognizing his boyfriend cumming till the sounds of his broken moans hit his ears. Focusing on Y/n pumping him as white shot onto Jisung's stomach and chest. 

     Y/n barely gave him a second to fully calm down before she was grabbing something from the empty space of the bed. Watching as she slipped a silicone cock ring onto him and turned on the vibration. Felix arched away from her before she wrapped one of her hands around his pretty throat, Jisung moaned at the scene above him. 

     “‘S too much,” Felix whined

     “You’re okay sunshine.” Y/n gently laid Felix on his back next to Jisung before she got off Jisung’s dick. Slipping an identical ring on his cock and turning it on.

     Y/n sat herself on Felix’s lap, using Jisungs cum as lube to slide him inside her. Sinking onto him and moaning a bit from the vibrations on her clie before pulling Jisung up. The brunette whined just for her to grab onto his neck and make him look up at her, his mouth hung open slightly. 

     Y/n leaned down and dropped some spit into his mouth. Jisung moaned— more from the toy— as she angled his head down. His lips latched onto her nipple just like Felix had earlier. Y/n smiled at his eagerness as she rocked against Felix, her hand wrapping around Jisung’s cock, and slowly pumped him while the toy did more work. 

     “Wanna cum, mummy. Please!” Felix begged as he fisted the sheets. 

     “Go on sunshine.” Y/n saw a bit of drool leaking from the side of his mouth. 

     Jisung moaned against her nipple as she jerked him off. Barely being able to feel Felix shaking next to him as another orgasm wrecked him. Y/n kept riding his dick as the toy stimulated her clit. Jisung twitched in her hand. 

     Y/n gave him a couple more thrusts before he pulled off her boob and looked up, “Please Mommy.” Voice broken with pleasure 

     “Wanna cum again?” She teased as she squeezed around his tip

     “Yes! Please!” He begged, tongue lolling out to lick her nipple

     “Of course, baby.” Y/n turned him to face Felix, pointing his cock at his torso

     Jisung was cumming on him and her hand the next second. Y/n let him finish before laying him back down next to Felix. Getting off the latters dick and turning off his ring to give him a momentary break. She kept Jisung’s on as she cleaned the cum from his dick and both their torsos with her fingers. Running it over her chest as Felix slowly sat up, begging to lick the combination off. 

     Y/n let him latch onto her nipple again while Jisung tried sitting up to get to the other nipple. Y/n watched him struggle just to cum again before she took pity and turned the ring off. Pulling him back to her chest. Both boys cleaned their cum from her chest. 

     Y/n pulled them off once they had finished and smiled at both of them. Kissing both their lips.

     “Gonna give your pretty cocks a break. Mommy’s gonna play with you’re asses for a while, okay?”

     Both boys eagerly laid back and took their positions. Y/n giggled at their fucked out eagerness. Both were covered in a light layer of sweat as some cum. It was their favorite part of their days off.

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[runningfrom2am]

cold nights // part thirty

summary: you were back in the capitol, and you would be damned if you didn't try your hardest to make it worthwhile.

pairing: coriolanus snow x fem!reader

wc: 3.4k

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tags/warnings: tribute!reader and mentor!coriolanus, r is very sweet (too kind for this world. literally.), sunshine x grumpy trope kinda, he falls first, violence typical for the source material, depictions of mental illness, also she's is very smart (as she should), district twelve!reader.

a/n: guys i've been listening to this playlist again and it actually still tears me apart every time i think ab them. anyway lol enjoy!!

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Coryo hadn't seen you in a while, he thought you would be back after going to get water but you never returned. He could only bear Livia and Festus for so long before he couldn't take it anymore, leaving to go look for you.

He's scanning the room for your white dress and your angel wings, the telltale tones of your hair, or any other sign of you when Sejanus walks up, standing next to him. "Looking for your girlfriend?" He asks, leaning close to him to make sure he could be heard in the loud room.

"Do you know where she is?" Coryo asks, not giving him another look.

"Yep." Sejanus nods, lips pressed together in a thin line. "She's in my bedroom bawling her eyes out."

Coryo's head swivels to look at him, eyes wide. "What? What happened?" He frowns, not waiting for Sejanus to answer before he begins striding toward the stairs. "Did someone say something to her?"

"Yeah, you did, actually." Sejanus replies as he follows after him, the bitterness in his tone suddenly obvious to his friend as he stops in his tracks.

"What? No, I-" Coryo stammers, looking down at your friend as he steps in front of him to block his path. "What... what did I do? Did she tell you?"

"Lyssie came and found me, and I went to talk to her. The gist of it is that she's suddenly realizing how you're embarrassed of her."

"What?" Coryo asks again, his anger and confusion shifting into sadness as his eyes soften.

Sejanus shrugs a bit. "That's just what I was told."

"No," Coryo insists. "That's not... That's not what it is, not at all."

"Isn't it?" Your friend asks, raising an eyebrow at him. "That you won't tell anyone, that you're keeping her a secret? That you told people she's nothing more than your tribute? After all this time? I can't think of another reason you would treat her like this."

"Of course you can't!" Coryo spits, anger suddenly returning. "You're so caught up in your rebellious bullshit that you can't think ahead, can you? Sejanus- if anyone finds out they'll crucify her! They'll do the same to me! Our lives will be ruined if that gets out at the wrong time!"

Sejanus rolls his eyes. "Her life, or yours?" He asks. "She'll be sent home. Everyone loves her too much to kill her. The worst case scenario for her is that she gets sent home to live her life as normal- with her family and friends. Happy, back in Twelve. The worst for you is that you'd have to decide whether or not you love her enough to go with her."

Coryo opens his mouth to speak, but quickly closes it when he finds he doesn't have an adequate response.

"You're taking every extra effort to turn her into everything you are. Forcing her to become me- a District kid who had to leave their life behind for nothing more than the money just so you can have her without people looking at you funny, but have you ever asked her what she actually wants? I didn't have a choice, but Y/N does. You just won't give it to her."

He has never seen Sejanus this angry before.

"You know she had to leave. She didn't have a choice." Coryo says through gritted teeth.

Sejanus shakes his head, laughing dryly. "It's not about that, Coriolanus. That didn't mean she had to pack up her life and never return- she never needed to change who she was, but look at her! She's doing everything she can to fit in with you and your life!"

"I did what we had to do because you never can! You only ever think of yourself! The world doesn't work the way you want it to, and you can't stand it. I get that, but we want the same thing. I just know how to get it. She needs people to listen to her- so we can actually stop the games, do you think they'll listen to her if she doesn't play pretend for a while?"

Sejanus huffs in frustration. "If you're not going to listen to me, fine, but don't do this to her." He shakes his head. "At the very least you could have explained why you were lying to her."

"I've never lied to her!" Her answers impulsively- he's sure he has, but not with the intention to hurt you. Never to hurt you. "Look at what happened when she found out, huh?" Coryo gestures vaguely up the hall. "I'm just trying to protect her. That's all I care about! That's it!"

"If you had just told her that from the beginning she wouldn't be hurting like this. You know that, Coryo."

"Okay, and I'm going to explain right now. So leave me alone." He grumbles, moving to push past Sejanus, who quickly stops him, giving him a knowing look.

"Sejanus, get out of my way."

"No," Sejanus states. "Because you're not the only one who cares about her, and right now, I'm the one protecting her."

Coryo grits his teeth together, breathing heavily as he looks at your friend in the quiet hall, music echoing from seemingly everywhere else in the house. He hates considering that Sejanus could be right.

There's a warm breeze that's serving to keep you cool while you walk through the market, dripping wet from head to toe. Your hair is clinging to the skin of your neck and back, allowing you some freedom from the heat as you hold onto Coryo's hand.

With your clothes soaked and stuck to your skin, you could at least convince yourself that was why people were staring.

"So, how often do you do this?" Coryo asks, unable to help but to laugh as he looks down at you.

"Only during a heat wave." You shrug, already scanning the street for the shops you needed to stop at. You had offered to pick up groceries for your Ma, considering the heat and the walk would have made it difficult. At least you could make it fun, and you would have some company.

"Makes sense." He chuckles. He had to admit, the dampness of his clothes was helpful in keeping him cool. It almost made up for the lack of air conditioning in the District.

"The goal is to get home before we dry off." You explain. "Lennox and I play this game sometimes."

Before he can reply, you're dropping his hand and walking over to one of the stalls.

"Y/N, it's been a while." The woman working states, smiling at you somewhat nervously.

"Yes, well, I'm back to business as usual now." You smile, pulling the empty glass bottle from the bag at your side and holding it out to her. "Or at least tryin' my very best."

"I can see that." She chuckles, shaking her head as she takes the bottle. "No Lennox today?" She asks, preparing to fill it up with milk.

"No ma'am." You smile, shaking your head and digging in your pocket for the change you brought and placing it in front of her on the table. "He's off getting into some kind of trouble, I'm sure."

"Take good care of him, will ya? He's a good kid." She hands the now full bottle back to you with a sealed cap.

"Yes, ma'am." You nod, tucking it back into your bag. "Thank you."

She nods at you and you're on your way down again, Coryo allowing you to pull him along as you grab his hand.

You go stall to stall, picking up everything your mother asked for as your shoulder bag steadily fills and Coryo takes it from you to carry instead. He was much stronger now than he was when you first met him- the Plinth Prize had fed him well in every sense of the word.

You look up as you near the end of the street, surrounded by locals who are talking and shouting all the same. The market on a Saturday always was busy, and today was no exception.

"What is it?" Coryo asks, looking at you as you freeze in the street and a smile steadily grows on your face.

"Listen." You tell him, tuning in on the steady clapping coming from the end of the street. When he puts in a little bit of focus, he can just make out the music.

By the time he does, you're grabbing his hand again and pulling him toward the source of the familiar sounds.

The crowd parts around you when you get close enough, and by now Coryo recognizes the band playing as the Covey. There are people dancing in the street despite the heat, sweating and laughing and having fun. It takes a moment for him to notice you being pulled away by little Maude Ivory, who had set down her hip drum to come dance with you.

The smile on your face was simply unmatched, lighting up the shadows cast by the buildings where the sun couldn't quite reach. You hardly even seem to notice when the people dancing around you cleared away, and it was now just you and the little girl who Coryo speculates didn't even know where you had disappeared to for most of July.

You come to a slow stop as you look around, your smile fading as the music continues.

"Thinkin' you're so fine, thinkin' you could have mine..."

Coryo couldn't just watch this. He was far from a dancer himself, but he'd be damned if he let a bunch of idiots dampen your mood because of something you couldn't control.

"Thinkin' you're in control, thinkin' you'll change me, maybe rearrange me,"

You hardly hear your favourite part of the song you loved as you're focussed on Coryo taking the spot of Maude Ivory who's carrying your bag of shopping and placing it down next to their instrument cases and picking her drum back up.

"Think again if that's your goal!"

The extent of Coryo's dance experience was limited to ballroom, and that showed as he quickly raised your hand to spin you. The sunshine smile that finds its way back onto your face while you twirl around under his hand makes his fears of being a bad dancer disappear in an instant, and others must be feeling the same way as the crowd begins to clap and cheer for the two of you.

It was only another beat before others were dancing again, and someone had taken the liberty of breaking a nearby fire hydrant to spray everyone on the street. Now, your clothes were freshly wet and you didn't stand out so much anymore as Coriolanus took a hold of your waist and dipped you just as the music came to a halt.

He smiled as he looked down at you, frozen in the moment with your wet hair hanging down toward the street and your chest rising and falling quickly. Your eyes were closed, cheeks rosy and flushed, and Coriolanus Snow felt like he was on top of the world.

You wake up in Sejanus's bed in the morning, the satin dress that was part of your costume clinging uncomfortably to your skin under his blankets to accompany the horrible plague of sadness that didn't even give you a moment to breathe. Staring at the ceiling and processing your consciousness, you were disappointed with the memory that presented itself as a dream.

Disappointed in yourself for thinking you could have him, really have him, and foolish for thinking he was actually looking past where you were from. But you had made him a promise that was haunting you.

"Deny thy father and refuse thy name. Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love; and I'll no longer be a Capulet."

He would not give up who he was, but he claimed to love you. His stance was clear, and now it was your turn. Give up the District, or give up him.

When the buzzer rings signifying there is someone at the door in the afternoon, Coryo is flying to the receiver and praying it's you. "Hello?"

He's extremely disappointed when it's Sejanus Plinth's voice that he hears instead. "I'm here for the cat."

Coryo sighs, knocking the side of his fist against the wall as a quiet way to vent his frustration. "No."

"What do you mean, 'no'?" Sejanus spits, voice crackling through the speaker. "He's Y/N's cat-"

"I mean, no. I'm not giving you her cat. He lives here. She lives here. She'll come back." Coriolanus interrupts him, and he's met by deafening silence.

"Coryo-" He sighs, and the pity traveling with his tone up through the walls onto the twelfth floor is what sets him off.

"If she wants her damn cat she can come get him herself." The cat in question is purring and brushing up against his leg as he practically shouts into the wall, letting go of the button before scooping Tybalt up and walking back to his room.

He wasn't angry at you, he knew that much. He was angry at the world for forcing him to make the decisions he did- he was angry at Sejanus for not letting him speak to you last night, and more than anything, he was angry at himself.

Coriolanus Snow was never one to admit when he was feeling afraid. He had never been very good with feelings outside of the basics. He knew he loved Tigris, and now you, and he knew anger and frustration like the back of his hand, but fear- fear was a whole new beast. When it came to recognizing and acknowledging it, anyway.

When it came to you, you were everything to him. Since the moment Coryo first laid his eyes on you, you occupied every ounce of his thoughts. You and your astonishing mind, your body, your everything was like a chronic illness that he never wanted to be cured of, an illness that shamelessly followed him around- gnawing at any other area of his brain that wasn't you until you fully dominated his thoughts altogether. He had never craved anything more, no amount of power could ever make him as satisfied as he is when looking at you.

And that is what terrified him. That losing you meant so much more than losing his path to the presidency. As he places Tybalt on his bed and crawls back under the covers with your cat to rot in his own regrets, he realizes he doesn't give the slightest fuck about his future. Not if it doesn't include you.

So why had he done this at all?

You couldn't call home. You wanted to, you were supposed to, but you couldn't talk to your parents. Put on a smile and tell them everything is fine even when you were calling from the Plinth mansion and you hadn't been back at the Snow's in a day. God forbid this is the day Lennox decides to speak to you again- you couldn't lie to him, and he wouldn't be pleased.

When Sejanus comes back to the large homey mansion empty-handed, you couldn't say you were surprised.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. He's holding Tybs hostage." He tells you, attempting a lighthearted joke while he watches you clean up cups and decorations.

"That's alright." You reply quietly. "He's happy there, they're good friends."

"No, he's being childish. He can't leverage your cat against you."

"Well, it doesn't matter much. I will go back tonight." Sej's eyes go wide at your statement.

"You're kidding." Is all he can offer in response as you casually continue to take down decorations, piling them on the coffee table to dispose of all at once.

You shake your head, turning to look at him fully with a reassuring smile. "Yes, it is totally fine. I'll just help clean up before I go."

"No!" Your friend protests. "Are you not angry? He's been lying to you- he's embarrassed of us, is what it seems like to me. That's not fair to you. Not one bit, Y/N."

He had seen your pain last night. Felt it, even, and he knows that even a good night's sleep could not have solved that- but he also knew that you were a preacher of forgiveness and clung to it like a vice. You would forgive Coriolanus whether you really should or not.

"Never anger made good guard for itself."

"Y/N... Please." Sejanus replies, shaking his head at your saddened smile. "Stay here. Just for a couple of days. I am begging you to think about yourself and what you need for once."

You sigh, giving him a slight nod. If you were being totally honest, you did not want to go back yet. You just needed time.

It was such a relief to be able to finally relax, even if it was just for a few days. You lounged around in Sej's spare pyjamas, curled up in his Ma's library while she and her husband were back in District Two on some alleged business that your friend did not care to know much about. It was very much not your concern anyway.

The point of your couple days off was to not care about others, not care about the problems of the world and the mistakes you have made but instead to just enjoy the company of the books stacked high on shelves in the Plinth's mansion.

So far, a dusty book in surprisingly incredible condition had been keeping you company for the better part of the morning. Little Women. It was captivating- far from the love stories that typically drew your attention, but you couldn't tear your nose from between the pages.

You had to, eventually, when you heard your name being shouted by your best friend from downstairs. You tuck an envelope from the table next to you in between the pages and make your way down the long hall, already excited to tell him about what may very well be your new favourite book.

"Sej?" You call out, having lost track of where the voice had come from as you head for the front hall. You were aware he was leaving only to go pick up something for breakfast at a bakery he said was his favourite, one you had never been to, but that had been quite some time ago. As you walk toward the foyer assuming that's where you would find him, you guess there must have been a long lineup. "Sej, I have to tell you about the book I found!"

You couldn't keep your raving in as you round the corner, already flipping once more through the pages in preparation for citing to him some of your favourite parts while you ate breakfast.

You look up when you sense the shadow of more than one person at the door, expecting to see his parents, having returned early from their trip. Instead, your heart stops in your chest. It's Lennox. Rigid, nothing but a backpack slung over his shoulder as he stares at you. You hadn't heard from him in months, despite all your best efforts.

The book in your hand clatters to the floor and before you know it your arms are around your brother's neck, holding onto him for dear life. You hear his bag drop to the ground beside you before his arms are around your waist, firm as he pulls you as close as he possibly can.

"When I am from thee every place is distant..." You say into his shirt, gripping the back of it in your hands.

"I missed you too." Lennox mumbles.

"I'm sorry... I am so sorry." You tell him quietly and you feel him shake his head before he pulls back just to look at you.

"Don't you apologize to me." He says strictly. "Don't you dare." The tears pooling on his lash line make yours spill over again. "I'm sorry. I should be sorry."

You hug him again, and now it is your turn to shake your head. "Let's just agree to forgive each other so we can just be happy we're together..."

"Deal." He sniffs, patting your back before letting you go again to pick his bag up off the floor.

"What... what are you doing here?" You ask with a slight laugh, wiping your eyes quickly. "Howdid you get here?"

Your brother nods toward Sejanus, who you now realize was just forced to watch the whole exchange. "Sejanus called the house the other night." He explains. "Said you were havin' a real rough time, so I hopped on the freight car of the peacekeeper's train first thing in the morning."

Which means he would be here for the month- and immediately you couldn't be more relieved or excited.

"Thank you." You nod at him, turning now to give your best friend a hug. "Thank you for doing that..." You whisper and he nods, gently rubbing your back.

"Of course, Y/N/N."

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FANFICTION FRIDAYS

This week I moved the # from 32 to 38.

Here are my picks for Dec 13th 2024, please go give them a read:

Baby it's Cold by @winchestergirl2 - Alec tries to convince you to stay in bed. (Alec McDowell x Reader, Dark Angel)

Mechanic and Mistletoe by @deanwanddamons - Y/N, an ER nurse is driving home to her Mom on Christmas Eve. Her car breaks down on the side of the road. She calls Winchester Singer Autos and Bobby sends Dean to help her. Will she make it to her Mom in time for Christmas? And will she get back home in time for her shift on Boxing Day? (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader, Supernatural) Father Material by @wayward-dreamer - Curiosity from the public and media has Ben expressing his dream to be a father. Y/N wants to make his dream a reality. (Soldier Boy x Female!Reader, The Boys)

Before You Go by @lamentationsofalonelypotato - You thought you had it all figured out, but when a certain green-eyed stranger keeps showing up in your life and turns it upside down you wonder if it’s best to push him away or if you should let him in. Reader is a grad student in medical school that doesn’t know anything about the supernatural world. This is just a collection of one-shots that all take place in the same world. (Dean Winchester x Female!Reader, Supernatural) Smokey Snuggles, Zero Struggles by @syrma-sensei - Request: laying in his arms while he smokes (Soldier Boy x Reader, The Boys)

Unresolved by @nightxcreature - Reader finds Demon Dean on a hunt, but maybe she shouldn't have. (Demon!Dean x Reader, Supernatural) You Belong With Me by @justwhisperingfantasies - You're in love with your best friend, but he is with someone else. You try to move on when the new cute guy in town asks you on a date. (Beau Arlen x Reader, Big Sky) Wake Up Call by @zepskies - Sam often gets up before you in the morning. He enjoys luring you into the waking world. (Sam Winchester x Female!Reader, Supernatural)

Question...? by @collecting-stories - After leaving your home in Boston for a new life, a ghost from the past rolls into the same place and you can’t shake the feelings you once had for him. (Tom Davidson x Reader, Walker: Independence) Little Soldier by @lila-lou - Ben’s approach to parenting is all grit and discipline, just like the way his own father raised him. But with a little nudge from you, he starts to see that being a good dad is more than just teaching strength—it’s about showing love too. (Soldier Boy x Reader, The Boys)

One Time Thing by @bullet-prooflove - This thing between the two of you was just meant to be a one time thing. (Cordell Walker x Reader, Walker) Where the love light leads by @elizabethwritesmen - in high school, steve and y/n were the best of friends. now, she’s moved back to hawkins, and he hasn’t seen her since her graduation 7 years before. (Steve Harrington x Reader, Stranger Things)

Countdown by @quietlyimplode (Clintasha, MCU) Sunshine by @sethsclearwater - the (very) popularly requested sam uley smut (Sam Uley x Reader, Twilight) Rising Up by @waynes-multiverse - On a hunt, Dean’s girlfriend gets him into trouble in an underground fight club. (Dean Winchester x Reader, Supernatural)

Lucy Gives Up by @jayankles - When Y/N’s trusty car breaks down things get a little steamy so she takes Wanda to place hidden between overgrown grass. (Wanda Maximoff x Powered!Reader, MCU) Cute When You’re Jealous by @rootedinrevisions - Glen misses out on an event the two of you had planned to go to together. So a friend takes you instead, but it leaves Glen feeling a little jealous. (Glen Powell x Reader, RPF) Assistance by @ohsc (Sam Winchester x Female!Reader, Supernatural)

Tuesday’s Gone by @pamwritessometimes - When the police does little to no help to find your missing daughter, you are forced to contact Colter Shaw. What you don’t expect is how his investigation will reveal secrets about both your past and your daughter’s, in ways you never imagined. (Russell Shaw x Reader, Tracker) fill me with colour; paint me blue by @vampiredaisiesss - it had become your routine. you’d sit in a shitty motel room, researching while the boys handled the monsters. and when the rough patch of the hunt was over, dean winchester would come seeking solace in your arms. (Dean Winchester x Reader, Supernatural)

Imagine recognizing the faith healer, Sister Jo, as your old friend, Anael by @supernaturaloneshots (Anael x Reader, Supernatural) Georgia Peach by @stxrrylunatic - You are a local journalist for the Oklahoman covering the multiple twister converge over central Oklahoma. Crossing paths with the adrenaline chasing and charming Tyler Owens was not in your agenda. Long story short: He finds you to be the sweetest peach in town. (Tyler Owens x Female!Reader, Twisters)

Lookin' At the Stars by @kaleldobrev - Beau takes you and your daughter out on a special family date to look at the night sky (Beau Arlen x Mom!Reader, Big Sky) Beneath Some Old Moon by @batsycline69 - After a close call with the Two Face Gang, you offer your savior–the mysterious Crusader–some hospitality. (Cowboy!Bruce Wayne x Reader, DCU)

Choices by @andreafmn - After the snap (Y/N) and Steve decided to shift their friendship into a romantic relationship. After the Battle of Earth, and Thanos’s ultimate defeat, Steve had to travel back in time to return the stones, but what (Y/N) doesn’t know is he’s not returning. The man leaves to his best friend the hard task to break the news to his lover. But what will happen if Steve returns in an unexpected manner? (Steve Rogers x Female!Reader, Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader, MCU) Duty by @asongofmarvelanddc - Y/N Myrrton is set to marry the King in the North, Robb Stark. Unfortunately, they’re both in love with other people. (Robb Stark x Reader, Game of Thrones) Neighbors With Benefits by @joelswritingmistress (Joel Miller x Reader, The Last of Us) Let it Snow by @nesillia - Day 4 of the Christmas advent (Negan Smith x Female!Reader, The Walking Dead)

Rescue Me by @caplanbuckybarnes - you vowed to rescue Bucky. No matter what it took (Bucky Barnes x Reader, MCU) Partners in Crime by @xoxo-author (Joe Velasco x Female!Reader, Law & Order: SVU) Her Little Stark by @insomniakisses (Cersei Lannister x Reader, Game of Thrones) These Bruises Make For Better Conversation by @bullet-prooflove (Ryan x Reader, Yellowstone) Breaking at the Seams by httplilyyy - sometimes even the strongest people need a break (Sam Carpenter x Reader, Scream) His Games: A Prequel by @foreverlilaclies (Shane x Rick, The Walking Dead) NSFW Alphabet: Leah Clearwater by @ineedmorefanfics (Twilight) Operation Christmas Couple by @janicho88 - Some of the cast members of Supernatural have been watching the interaction of two close friends around each other. Neither one will admit to there being anything more between them. With the most magical season of the year upon them, what better time to open their eyes? Brianna and the girls, along with some help from Jared have come up with just the way to accomplish that. But are Jensen and the reader going to cooperate, or are they going to foil their plans? (Jensen Ackles x Reader, RPF) Sweet Dreams by @luci-in-trenchcoats - After watching a horror movie at Jensen’s place one night, the reader can’t sleep and Jensen tries to help her get a restful night… (Jensen Ackles x Reader, RPF)

'Twas the Night... by @zepskies - Dean listens, sometimes when you least expect it. This year, Christmas begins to become something new for both of you. (Dean Winchester x Reader, Supernatural)

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( 🖇️ ) RELATIONSHIPS WITH MAKNAE LINE ⌅ .

✦ 🐸 ⸝⸝ ⸺ minghao / the 8

#　kiki　+　minghao　／　kihao　...　65%

#　TAGLINE　...　cold outside but soft inside

man they really chill *chef’s kiss*

they got along really well from the beginning, he just knew she’s the reliable person and she be like I WILL PROTECT THIS LIL BROTHER AT ALL COST-

oh the stage presence, and that gaze... ( like mother like son )

it’s funny how they really like that hufflepuff and slytherin besties on the internet

they share the vibes of aesthetics, she loves hanging with him and enjoys tea or meditation or just watching him doing painting

she will buy anything even something suspicious as long as he recommends, i mean he will never do that but that’s just a dinamic of this duo

just like her, he had no friends nor acquaintances in korea when came to pledis, so she rly took good care of him even they don’t know what the other’s talking

he was sorta ‘newbie’ among the boys, so she explained what it is when others were talking about funny episodes during old trainee days

she listened him a lot esp after debut, such as the gap between public image and himself, because she also had similar struggles too

she made sure he and jun can have enough opportunities to speak in radios or music shows and others, always care abt them

and he considers her a lot too, like “have u eaten enough?” “did u sleep well yesterday?”

they both prefers healthy diets ( and sharing midnights snacks, too )

minghao knows what her soul is like, warm and deep, and he always respects her humanity

he really turnes to little squishy just for her :)

✦ 🐶 ⸝⸝ ⸺ mingyu

#　kiki　+　mingyu　／　kigyu　...　90%

#　TAGLINE　...　the muse and the guard dog

does he soft launching he's the one who took her 'girlfriend material' photos on instagram? well it's a hard launching so-

he always includes heart emoji in the reply of her post and got teased from other members lol

kiki: *unofficial no.1 mingyu supporter*

no one:

mingyu: don’t come close to her or i’ll bite you *glares*

they look good, cook well, clean well-

ykwim, they’re in charge of grocery shopping and cooking in the group, other boys will just following them around and be like “i trust you guys just leave the carrying task to us” and it’s hilarious

but when they showed up on red carpet or at the same event? they’ll be THE hot topic *wink wonk*

she can’t just leave poor mingyu when he got teased from everybody so she’s the one who always pats his back

and he has soft spot to have her pat him on the head 💆🏻

he loves to dry her hair, and blow-dry is her least favorite task so... yeah she presumes his goodwill a little in here ;)

PDA wasn’t her best speciality at first ( it’s not that she was uncomfortable or anything, just her japanese thing tho ) but from one point kiki just gave up and let it be 🧘🏻 and guess what? he was the main reason-

they have certain intimacy that sometimes strangers got wrong idea as they’re in relationship or smth, well it’s not ( or they really had... uhm, intimate relationship before? ) but boy doesn't come to pLAY

like i don't trying to be suspicious but he basically has an unhealthy obsession with her, i mean, he is okay that she's having affair with other members ( kinda poly idea ) but he will NOT stand the idea of her with the men outside of the group, it's complicated yk

3/3 of the ‘knight line’ - just imagine seungcheol, jun and mingyu surrounding her like a freaking castle wall, people will be terrified lmao

✦ 🍕 ⸝⸝ ⸺ seokmin / dk

#　kiki　+　seokmin　／　kiseok　...　65%

#　TAGLINE　...　overflowing happy virus :)

they are the happy virus, a sunshine, the definition of sweetness

the bright and positive energy they deliver when two are together is just-

well it can’t be said that she is able to keep up with his chaotic side but she loves he’s having fun and enjoying 100% at the moment

dokyeom LOVES her dishes, he’ll eat anything as long as she cooked

and learns how to cook from her willingly, although both knew he be like etrnal beginner lol

usually they cuddle together in the green room when they take a nap

he had a small crush on her when they were trainee, it was kind of feeling a boy would have for the prettiest girl in the classroom

eventually it grew to the sister/brotherhood relationship that literally ✨glowing✨

he often jokes about how his sister and parents love kiki more than himself, telling him to be kind and gentle with her or you’ll see the consequences time to time, since she’s the only female member and his family always worry about her

he’s the type that gets rattled and worried around her when she is sick or tired and tries to help her but have no idea what to do ( it’s sweet tho )

she knows he always wants to support her and wishes her best

he somehow always ends up with cups her cheeks at the end of conversation

did she cried when saw his excalibur with jeonghan? yessss

sometimes she surprised that he’s actually a grown mAN bcs she’s so used to take care of him as a little brother

so grateful to have someone like him ( and same thing goes for dk )

✦ 🍊 ⸝⸝ ⸺ seungkwan

#　kiki　+　boo seungkwan　／　kiboo　...　70%

#　TAGLINE　...　handsome and cutie pie

they are like the princess and the knight... but in this case, seungkwan is the princess and kiki is the knight yk

officially her grandparents’ favorite member

kiki: kwanna guess what my family send you some food again ㅋㅋㅋ

seungkwan: oh my god when i can start the goddamn diet *takes a bite*

it’s just helpless 🤷🏻

the jogging friends

like he sometimes gets angry just because he adores his noona too much and can’t handle the emotion, kind of ‘precious aggression’ but never eVER hurt her fr

he’s the best member at taking care of her when she’s in period, especially in the trainee era besides some boys just cluless and dk what to do at first ( now they all progressed thanks to seungkwan )

in pre debut era, there was a time once he just lost his mind and suddenly having no idea how to interact with her ( hint: adolescent ) so had no choice but to avoid her, and it was his biggest regret

other member: *tries to fight him back*

seungkwan: *immediately hides behind her*

kiki, to other member: HOW DARE U TRYING TO HURT MY CHILD

he once said if he were a carat he would be a kiki stan 100%

kiki in every group trip: *being his no.1 cheer leader*

she being like “that’s my girl baby 😌” towards everything he did, can’t stop smiling

not him watching cheering and promoting on sns every acting works she has done 🥲 ( and sending a coffee track ofc )

✦ 🐻‍❄️ ⸝⸝ ⸺ hansol / vernon

#　kiki　+　hansol　／　kisol　...　55%

#　TAGLINE　...　cream in the coffee

like kihoon, they’re just not loud as others — but hey, it’s strong

they are simply close to each other, she’s fond of him and he looks up and follows around her like a second shadow

she trusts his taste of music, kiki always listens to his reccomends and it helps her to expand her music knowledge a lot

he’s the only one who she can actually be proactive for kissing to ─ like, to cheecks i mean

he regurally compliments her, esp when kiki dressed up for award shows like “wow noona is so beautiful, just breathtaking” and she’s just being ... well, japanese

not he unborthered for the jokes by other groups’ members as “i want her to be our group~” or “can we have her as our noona / eonni too 🥺” and he just goes “no, sorry, she’s our noona” with straight gAZE lmao

movie lovers ! they’ve similar taste and often spend a night watching movie together: studio ghibli, wes anderson, mcu and many more

usually she doesn’t have a pick between cat and dog as she love both but can’t help being a cat person while killing time with him

he’s the only one who can watch her kiss scenes in her works without flinch, he just ... chill ( while other boys freaking out ofc )

she loves his dancing style too much, u can always see in the bts that she’s fangirling over his performances

kiki is like an anchor to him, although vernon has his own rhythm for communication and, well, existing, she always make sure he can be himself yet included within the group

✦ 🦖 ⸝⸝ ⸺ chan / dino

#　kiki　+　dino　／　kino　...　65%

#　TAGLINE　...　different shape, same warmth

oh BOY

he's so whipped for his noona

and you can see she really adores this little maknae

is he wrapped around by her little finger? obviously.

he truly respects her as a dancer, performer, idol and a role model

from most parts, she wrap her mind around him, but the same time there is the part of him that she never knew nor understand about it

lee family is like an supporter team of kiki, from dino’s parents to grandma to brother... they are full of kiki stan

she respects that he’s the first child in the real family as some ( or in many ) times he’s the one who’s more mature

she treats him as a grown man as he deserved and dino appreciate that

but kiki loves when he being a little brother, won’t waste a single moment to express her affection

he couldn’t be more happier when they spend the night in practice room, thinking and practicing dance together

jeonghan revealed once she cried after listened to "zero" for first time and... he saw the consequences for sure haha

she always showers him with full of praise words when he did solo stage or project or danceology basically anything on his own

he has secret affection of her humming in the kitchen while making some dishes, it’ll just comfort him at instant especially when they were trainees ( he even recorded on his phone without telling her one time )

on trainee era, when he couldn’t help himself from homesick or just tired about same old days, couldn’t attend school events, she took him to the night drive and had secret snack just by themselves

dino had envied woozi so much when he found out now she’s doing similar things to his hyung as well, he thought it’s only his privilege but accepts at the end

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[jesschalamet]

in another life, i would be your girl.

💔

[elsweetheart]

Ellie and abby and reader get high together PLS I need more poly content😣😣😣 both of them at once is the sluttiest need plsss

i caved …

three’s a crowd.

🎀 let’s imagine a alt universe where abby + ellie + joel never have beef and everything is sunshine and rainbows 🌈 okay? okay. ⬇️ kinda smutty !

“ohhh, amateur alert.” ellie jeers as abby coughs, having taken a deep inhale from the joint. you sit between your two girlfriends, the two of them passing a blunt between you. you felt hazy, hyper aware of their touch— the weed headed straight for your cunt.

“shut up.” abby rolled her eyes but a lazy smirk stayed put on her lips, her strong hand adjusting itself where it rested on your shoulder. she passed the J towards ellie, who turned to you immediately, the smoking paper pinched between her long fingers.

“y’want another pull, babe?” her eyes darted towards your bottom lip, flushed and swollen from where you’d subconsciously been sucking and biting on it watching your two partners smoke so casually. you weren’t sure why, but something about it was so attractive.

“mm, one more.” you grinned, eyes barely open with how sore and heavy they felt from the high. ellie brought the blunt to your lips, shuffling closer to you and and you leant in, meeting her half way to inhale it. as you leant forward, abby’s eyes drifted down your tank top, your nipples pebbled against the fabric. you squinted as you held the smoke in your mouth before exhaling, ellie grinning almost proudly at you.

“burns so good, huh?” she comment on the way it felt and you nod, relaxing into abby more.

“no more for this one, m’not sure she can take it.” abby instructed, her voice tired and low. you nuzzled your cheek into her chest as she cradled your head, looking down at the way you giggled against her. “yeah i can… can take it really good.” you purred, pushing your face up to be eye level with abby. you were fully aware of the double entendre, and the way your tits were pushed together as you cuddled up to her. she eyed you, before curling a finger beneath your chin and letting your lips press slowly and lightly to hers, the tease of it making your cotton underwear more damp in your shorts.

ellie sat back, manspreading in the chair as she watched you makeout with abby. she finished off the joint, holding it between her fingers as she eyed you.

“hey, you forgotten ‘bout me already? maybe i want a kiss too.” ellie leant off the seat to reach your waist to pinch it with her free hand and you pulled away from abby breathlessly, letting her thumb away the string of spit connecting the two of you. you turned your attention now to ellie as she sat back, who didn’t miss the way the blonde slightly rolled her eyes at this. the freckled girl sat a little further on the long couch, so you ended up on your hands and knees to crawl to where she sat, your back arched a little for abby’s viewing pleasure as the weed had made you bold.

ellie raised her eyebrows with a pleased smirk, her eyes trailing down to your tits before returning to your giggly smile. with determination, she tossed the blunt to the side before grabbing your cheeks with two hands and pulling you in for a passionate kiss. as she did so, abby’s hand almost in a trance slid up the back of your thigh as she admired your position, running up to grope your ass feeling her own skin heat up from arousal. “nice fucking view.” abby’s thumb pressed between your folds through the material of your thin shorts making you jolt and whine against ellie’s mouth. ellie pulled you away for a moment, her hand gently around your neck, thumb stroking your throat distractedly as she peered round to check out what abby was doing. she looked back at you, watching the way you were grinding back against abby’s thumb and smirked.

“we gotta find more weed, makes our girl so fuckin’ horny.”

♡

[stylesloveclub]

sunshine (making out blurb) sneak peek!!!!

Harry kisses her lips one final time before pulling away with a soft click, his hand still gently cupping her jaw. His eyes slowly open, and he finds his sunshine already looking right back at him, her eyes wide and moony. Her lips are parted, so soft and delicate and kissable, and she blinks innocently. She’s so cute, so reactive and eager. She’s staring at him like he just gave her the world with that little kiss. 

His fingers trace down from her cheek to her lips, and then to her jawline. With the softest nudge he tilts her head to the side, then brushes her hair off to the side to expose her neck. When his lips skim the sensitive skin right above her pulse point, her breath catches in her throat. Her grip on his shirt tightens, and her thighs tense from where she’s sitting atop him, straddling his hips. 

His lips press against her neck so softly, the most delicate kiss he’s ever pressed against her skin. His eyes flutter shut and he just lingers there, inhaling deeply. She smells like vanilla and sugar cookies. She makes his heart pound and his head spin. His hand on her hip holds on tighter, his fingers dimpling her soft skin as he starts to press more kisses up her neck and around her jawline. 

Y/n’s eyes flutter shut and she tries to regulate her breathing, but her breaths are short and shaky and she can’t think straight. Harry’s breathing sends shivers down her spine, tickling her ear every time he exhales. His cotton candy lips tickle her throat and press down in hot, slow, gentle kisses. She swallows thickly and tries to hold down all the noises that want to escape her, but somehow a breathy moan leaves her lips. She feels herself grow hot and she’s not sure if it’s embarrassment at how weak she sounds, or if she’s just getting all hot from how Harry’s tongue just darted out to lightly tease her neck. 

Harry smiles to himself lightly, deciding to test the waters and suck a little bit at her neck. He forgets, sometimes, just how innocent and inexperienced his angel of a girlfriend is. She gets worked up easily and is so responsive to his touch. Even the lightest of kisses against her throat have her whimpering and floating in another world. He loves it. He can sense how antsy she’s getting now, how she’s shuffling around on his lap and fisting at his shirt. She hopes he can’t tell how sweaty her palms have gotten, and she’d actually die if she knew that he could feel her clenching around nothing through her tiny sleep shorts.

He doesn’t spend too much time on her neck, not wanting to leave any marks without her permission, instead sliding his fingers into her hair and tilting her head down again so it’s no longer thrown back. She lets him maneuver her easily, opening her eyes, her chest rising and falling heavily. Her eyebrows pinch together as she briefly looks down at his lips, longingly. She tries to get ahold of herself, but just a few seconds of him loving on her neck have sent her into a spiral. She’s so sensitive, so reactive – she jumps when his hand migrates to her thigh, goosebumps rising as he rubs up and down her bare leg. 

Harry’s eyes are warm and fond as he just stares at her– her pretty eyes and her delicate eyelashes, her lips, her cheeks, her smile. He tries not to linger too much on how cute she looks in her pajamas, how the low neckline accentuates her neck and her collarbones or how the thin material fails to conceal her peaked nipples. If he thinks about it too hard, he’ll get hard. And he doesn’t want that yet, doesn’t want to overwhelm his sweet, pure, innocent sunshine with his horny thoughts. 

He kisses her again as a distraction, slotting their lips together, and it’s sweet and simple and calming. Kissing her is comforting, her lips a safe haven. She could be an angel, for all he knows, with a halo and wings and everything.

“Sunshine,” he murmurs between kisses, “do something for me?”

“Hm?” she hums, hazy and half-paying attention. She stutters a bit when Harry’s tongue flicks at her bottom lip, and then at the seam of her lips. He gives a reassuring kiss.

“Open up f’me a bit.” His hand cups her jaw and he soothingly pets her face, as if coaxing her to part her lips. “Wanna– wanna taste you.”

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first sunshine blurb posted now on patreon and coming to tumblr on 9/16!!!! :)

check out the sunshine masterlist for more!!!

[sunlightmurdock]

telling Jake that you’re going to make him a Daddy when you’re riding him makes breeding kink go brrrr

the sound that I just made woooooooo boy. Okay let’s talk (under cut as is prettyyyyy nsfw)

So Jake’s a commitment-phobe. It’s well known. His haircuts, his clothes, his girlfriends — they all switch up eventually because lack of change makes him itchy.

Until, the idea of you starts creeping into his dreams. Ten, twenty years from now. Smile lines and aged skin. Bigger houses and little feet.

You’ve heard the warnings, that it’s just not who he is, that you need to be prepared for the inevitable heartbreak. But you see the change happening, metamorphosis right before your eyes.

A while after he proposes, you catch him lingering, hands on the shopping cart, staring at a teeny-tiny, newborn sized romper with little sunshines on it. Again after that — staring at the baby rattles at the zoo. Again, watching kids playing at the beach.

Phoenix gives you the heads up that he’s staring at another woman once. She’s confused when your lips quirk slightly after following his gaze, noticing her round and pregnant stomach, and the toddler that she’s already cuddling. Wiping mess from dirty, chubby cheeks.

Jake’s always so tidy. Everyone jokes that there’s no way he’d be able to handle kids.

He likes his life the way it is, taking you anywhere he wants and walking around naked. But you can’t pretend that you don’t notice the way his hands skim over your middle during sex, like he’s waiting for something to be there.

So, when you’re riding him that night, bouncing up and down on his cock, soaked in the warm light from his beside lamp — you look for the signs. He’s later telling you than normal. He’s already twitching inside of you when he finally mumbles, “Shit, darlin’ — gonna make me cum.”

His brows knit together, faint confusion as your lips quirk up into a soft smirk.

“I know,” You grind your hips down in a circle and he throws his head back into the Egyptian cotton. Material that’s too expensive to keep around when you’ve got kids to mess up the place. Another thing that he’s more than ready to let go of. “Want you to fill me up Jake, baby.”

His lips part slightly, fingers curling harshly into your hips, panting. It’s a whining sound, something desperate. You lean down, chest pressing into his, grinding back and forth on his length.

You kiss his stubbled jaw first, then the corner of his mouth, finally his lips. He groans into your mouth, grip tightening on the curve of your thighs.

“Gonna make you a daddy,” You tell him sweetly, confidently. Jake blinks at you, eyes big and green — oh, so surprised — trying to figure out when the hell it was that you became a mind reader. Sitting back upright, your hands rest against his toned, taut stomach as you fuck yourself onto him. “Can’t wait to be so full of you. Can’t wait to give you everything.”

Jake whimpers softly, digging his heels into the mattress, “Christ. Please.”

[mypoorsanity]

𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆'𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀

𝘁𝗼𝗸𝘆𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃!𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗽𝗲𝘁 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂

𝗮/𝗻, 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 : 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿, 𝗴𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗺𝗶𝘁𝘀𝘂𝘆𝗮’𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁, 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲.

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟭, 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟮

babe, (n/n)-chin :

mikey has no regard for saying your real name once you become official; it's simply not in his vocabulary anymore. even when he mentions you to someone, it's either '(n/n)-chin!' or 'my girlfriend'. draken can confirm, he hasn't heard your name out of mikey’s mouth in a while now, especially when they both come to see you at your school. as you walk to your next class, you can hear a shout of "BABE!" echoing down the corridor. of course, you don't mind, but the others might. don't get me wrong, they all love you, and you've become good friends with the toman captains, but the second they hear a loud ass 'HI BABY', they know mikey will be forgetting about everything regarding strategies for an upcoming fight. you feel bad, but mikey always insists that you come to their meetings, he claims you “lighten up the area”. and the rest don't care either; it's not really your fault; it’s more mikey that baji needs to give a good smack (punch) to make him realise what's going on..

sunshine, honey :

draken, of course, says your first name when you're around others; it's that simple. but when it's just the two of you, however, he finds himself indulging in some sweet words. most of his callings to you come out in a teasing manner, things like “oi sunshine”, since draken see’s you as the quote on quote, ‘light of his life’ (will never admit it though). and also, honey, it puts him in a little domestic mood. so this slipped out once while he was fixing his motorcycle, seeing that his wrench was a little too far away for him to reach while sitting. you being there, simply accompanying him while tending to your own things, he seeks your help. “uh, honey can ‘ya pass the wrench, it’s on the desk over there.” he didn’t even realise his choice of words until you pointed it out for him, and we can say when you did, he really did try to deny it, but alas, it was already said, and you call him that every day now just to piss him off a little. but one thing is, draken never did regret those choice of words.

sweets, babe, idiot :

‘g’morning sweets’, are the words you’ll hear basically every morning as you step out of your apartment, baji somehow dressed decently well for 7:35 in the morning. it was his usual routine to pick you up and drop you home before and after school, no matter how busy he was, he had his duty and he committed pretty well. he was a pretty good boyfriend, to say the least, it wasn’t too public, but it was public enough that you were both comfortable and happy. he called you names whenever he felt it was right, most of the time, they were normal names, like ‘sweets’, his usual, and the average, ‘babe!’ when he saw you in a hallway, greeting you with a rough arm on the shoulder. then there was the average, ‘idiot’, which would spill when you would both play fight with words, a fun time really.. but hey you were his idiot and he wouldn’t change it in any timeline.

dear, sweetheart :

he’s just too domestic for his own good, he’s got all the sweetness in his soul to spoil you with oh my god. mitsuya is the perfect husband material when it comes to your day-to-day life, and when it’s the name section? like please one chance is all i want. it’s suddenly such a sweet moment the second he accidentally lets the word ‘sweetheart’ slip from his mouth while you were upset about the glass that you dropped, causing a mess in his kitchen. you’re on the verge of tears when he runs into the kitchen after hearing something drop, immediately worried about your safety. he manages to move past the glass himself and immediately holds your hands in the most caring way you’ve ever seen. “oh sweetheart”, he says while pulling you into a hug, the words you don’t think you’ll ever forget, the hug itself is so reassuring you almost cry for no reason.. every day mitusya refers to you as 'dear’, whether he’s just asking for your opinion on a new piece of clothing he’s sketching out, or he’s simply teasing you over confessing how you miss him while he’s out at his toman meetings. but he really can’t say anything, because i bet you everything while i’m saying that he misses you twice as much, and zones out half the time during these meetings while he’s thinking about how he’s gonna go back to your place to take a nap with you and cuddle.. every day is a day you won't ever regret because it’s with mitsuya.