#thank!! this was so many babes oh boy time to tag

[chris-hallelujah]

Have You Ever Tried This One? | m.s.

Summary: The triplets attend singer!reader's concert and Matt gets catches her eye from the crowd.

Part 2 Here!!

Warnings: insinuating sexual acts, talks of sex positions

Word Count: 640 words

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A/N: This is inspired by this post by @delilahsturniolo . Thank you for letting me use your work as inspiration! Also thank you to @chestersturniolo for helping me find her piece. I do not give consent for my work to be reposted, rewritten, or shared on this platform or any other.

<3 - Billie

The lights in the arena darkened around the group standing at the barricade. Matt, Nick, Chris, and Chris' girlfriend cheered along with everyone else as you appeared in a spotlight on the stage. "Boston! It's so good to see you!" you exclaimed into the microphone causing the crowd to roar. Matt practically had hearts for eyes as you sauntered around the stage in small, sparkly outfits. Sure, he had heard your music and seen you in photos before, but there was something different about seeing you in front of him. Chris and Nick quickly took notice of Matt's in awe state and chuckled.

After a few numbers you had reached the interactive section of your concert. Oftentimes you chose a person in the crowd who was dancing the most or seemed to be having the best time. It was never actually based on your physical attraction to someone, until this time. You had been eyeing the three identical boys in the front row. One specifically caught your eye. You'd seen these boys online before and while you didn't know much about them, you knew which one you wanted. He seemed a bit more quiet than the other two and was staring at you like you were glowing. "Girls, girls, come here!" you spoke into the mic, gesturing for two of your dancers to come over. "Do you see that guy right there? Yes, the triplet but that one, with the pink t shirt," you pointed in Matt's direction. He froze as the camera panned to him for the crowd to see on the big screen. Everyone went wild causing Nick and Chris to bust out laughing. The lights throughout the arena flashed red and blue as a siren sound played throughout the stadium. You knelt down in front of him, "hey there, what's your name?" You cooed into the microphone, batting your eyelashes.

"M-Matthew!" he stammered nervously as Nick filmed the interaction.

"Oh Matthew, I'm afraid you're under arrest. You are just way too hot!" You giggled into the microphone, "Will you take these sweetie?" The security guard took the fuzzy pink handcuffs from your hand and held them over the barricade for Matt to grab. His blush was iminent as he took them with a smile and a nod. You stood back up, winking at him. "There are so many thoughts running through my head, Matthew. Dirty, dirty - oh! my clothes are falling off for you, Matthew!" You laughed stepping out of your dress revealing a shiny pink body suit. The intro of the song began and you danced and sang with your crew. "Whole package, babe, I like the way you fit. God bless your dad's genetics," You sang, gesturing to the triplets with a giggle. Every once in a while throughout the song you'd shoot Matt a look or a wink. "You make me wanna make you fall in love. Oh, late at night, I'm thinking 'bout you, ah-ah. Wanna try out some freaky positions? Hey Matthew, have you ever tried this one?" You sat on your knees with one arm in the air doing a lasso motion to represent cowgirl. Matt about fell over and Chris was a laughing mess next to him. His brothers could not believe what they were witnessing.

That song ended and the show continued. A few songs later, the triplets and Chris' girlfriend were approached by someone from your team. "Matt?" Your manager asked, "You've all been requested backstage after the show." She smiled handing them all passes and getting back to work.

"No way!" Chris' girlfriend jumped up and down.

"Dude, your charm got us connections!" Nick laughed patting Matt on the shoulder. Matt stood staring at the backstage passes in awe. He couldn't believe that you had noticed him in the first place but also to invite him backstage??

[81folklore]

heaven - PIASTRI - final part

pairings: oscar piastri x private!reader (fc: gracie abrams + pinterest)

summary: on the 2 year anniversary of oscars first win in f1, everyone’s favorite couple has a surprise

type: social media au (smau)

note: well this is it!! the final part to heaven!! this ending has always been the plan and im so pleased i can finally post it, this win has been a longgg time coming and i am super stoked for oscar!!! obviously not the best race (esp for mclaren fans) but we got through it and oscar won!!!! super duper proud of my mclaren boys and i cant wait to see many more 1-2 with them!!

i honestly cant believe this is the last part to this series, this was one of the first fics i ever posted and its crazy how far its come!! to this day i get notifs that people have found the first part to this series and it blows my mind how big this has gotten. i know ive been inactive for a long time but i hope by finally finishing this fic i will find love for creating fics again!!!! love u all🩵

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two years ago my best friend asked me to marry him, i said yes immediately. how could i say no to spending the rest of my life with someone i love so deeply?

today marks 6 months of him being my husband and i feel so incredibly blessed to be able to call him that, to be able to say that someone i love, loves me back just as much

but today is also the anniversary of my boys first win, which seems crazy now that he has many more under his belt but its true, its been two years since that crazy day in hungary and one that changed us forever

i have grown so much in the time we have been together and im so pleased i was able to do it with you, osc. i love you forever and always!

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oscarpiastri my favorite forever🤍

oscarpiastri marrying you was the best decision i have ever made

youruser my boy🌟🌟

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i cant believe i get to call this gorgeous girl my wife, and i’ll be able to do so for the rest of our lives

you had never shone as brightly as on our wedding day, however youve continued to shine ever so bright since and i hope it never goes away, seeing you happy and content makes me feel like the luckiest man alive

thank you for saying yes all those years ago and thank you for trusting me with your heart, ill love you forever and always

your osc x

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youruser i love you so much osc

youruser you mean the world to me

landonorris congrats mate x

logansargeant i miss you guys :(

youruser we miss you too logie!!! we’ll be home soon and we will take you to dinner!!

logansargeant oscarpiastri promise?

oscarpiastri we promise

georgerussell63 happy for you both!

frederikvestiofficial come back soon i think logans withering away

oscarpiastri he’ll be fine for a few more days🙄

logansargeant nu huh!! i cant last much longer☹️

user66 oh my god she looks gorgeous 🥹🥹

oscarpiastri she is

user72 YOUR OSC😭😭😭😭

user6 im never getting over them☹️

user91 THEYRE MARRIED☹️☹️😭😭

user10 remember when yn said they werent getting married yet because they still had so much growing to do,, look at them now☹️

user47 i feel like everyones being too calm, WE DIDNT EVEN KNOW THEY WERE ENGAGED?!?!!?!

user64 LIKE WHY ARE WE NOT MORE SHOCKED

user22 bcs they are written in the stars and we all knew this was going to happen!!! liked by youruser

user30 yn with all the little babes oh i cant do this🥹🥹 liked by oscarpiastri

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lewishamilton so happy for you mate, it was a gorgeous ceremony💜

logansargeant my favorite people in the whole world

oscarpiastri we love you

logansargeant 🥹🥹 (i love you guys too)

youruser my boy forever and ever and ever

oscarpiastri 🤍🤍

landonorris you guysss😕😕

youruser love you lan!!!!

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a story told in many parts💐

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pinned youruser to osc, my best friend, my love, my husband i will love you until the end of time. i will hold your hand through everything and more, until death do us part x

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user19 I CANNOT DEAL WITH YOU TWO 😔😔😔😔

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user90 I FEEL SICK THIS IS SO CUTE

user6 oscar is so sweet🥹🥹

youruser the sweetest!!!!

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Hey noodle! Congrats babe, you deserve it ☺️ what are your thots on “just a little more” and our messy boy Steven Grant? 😈

Hi Mona!!! omg thank you sm!!! and thank you for requesting!!! and for steven?? PRECIOUS HUSBAND STEVEN??? how could i refuse ESPECIALLY because i know this boy is filthyyy and fucking needy as all hell okay ilysm thank you again!!

Tags: Steven Grant x Reader, afab!fem!reader, fingerfucking (r!recieving), unprotected piv, riding, uhh squirting pls dont fucking look at me i am ashamed, overstimulation, light degradation, so much praise holy shit (w/c: 1.1K)

Prompt: "Just a little more."

It’s honestly not that Steven likes to edge himself, or has some kind of fucking superhuman stamina in bed with you.

No, you’ve sucked him off in five minutes flat before, Steven twitching beneath you while he whined, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, fuck it’s so good, you’re so fucking perfect, shit-” while he spilled down your throat. Marc never let him live that one down.

But you swear that sometimes, when he’s got his face or fingers or cock buried deep, so deep inside your cunt, Steven forgets that he has to cum at all.

He gets lost in it, mumbling about how gorgeous you are, how wet you get for him, how good you taste. It doesn’t matter how many times you’ve cum, how you cry and wail with every orgasm he wrenches out of your heaving body, he just wants more and more and more. Ravenous.

“Steven, please, I ca-I can’t, oh please-” your pussy makes noises that are utterly obscene, squishing against his hand as he works his fingers into you, jamming relentlessly against your g-spot. You aren’t even sure what you’re begging for at this point; for him to make you cum again, for him to fuck you like you’ve been begging for, for him to show some mercy.

But even then, it’s like he can’t hear you, eyes focused on the way you spread and leak over his fingers, mesmerized by the way you clench around his fingers. He’s been like this since the first orgasm of the night, maybe the second, but God, he just keeps going. He keeps pressing soft kisses to your trembling thighs, using his free arm to brace over your twitching hips while he plays relentlessly with your aching cunt.

It’s too much, he’s been at this for too fucking long, God, you’re leaking everywhere, the bedsheets damp with it. He just won’t let up, your beautiful, treacherous lover, and your whole body locks again with the force of your orgasm, the squeeze of your pussy nearly forcing his fingers out.

His gaze snaps up to your face in an instant, and you can hear his voice through the rush of blood in your ears, murmuring, “That’s it, darling, my God you’re beautiful, so pretty, this pussy’s so tight for my fingers, imagine how it’ll feel around my cock, yeah? How much I’ll stretch this gorgeous cunt apart, right love?”

And it’s so sweet, so gentle, the way he speaks to you, a complete contrast to how he rips you apart with orgasm after orgasm after orgasm.

“Fuck me,” you whine, high-pitched and needy, absolutely desperate. “You- you said it, that your cock would feel so fucking good, please Steven, need-need you.”

But all Steven does is chuckle darkly, stretching his fingers out inside you again, and you nearly scream. “Just a little more, darling, one more time for me, yeah?” You can only clench your eyes shut and throw your head back into the pillows.

And when you finally wear him down enough to ease his sticky fingers out of you, you immediately roll him onto his back. If he’s going to fuck you, you’re going to be in charge. You’re going to be the one to make him cum.

You ease his cock into you, hot and throbbing in your hand, and you almost want to cry as he stretches your pussy so good, so perfect, just like he said he would. He moans beneath you, the sound ripping its way out of his chest, as if he’s suddenly realized how worked up he’s gotten himself by playing with your pussy for God knows how long.

You work your hips into his, plunging his cock into you just the way you know he likes. He nudges into your sweet spot just perfectly this way too, and the sensitivity from Steven’s earlier ministrations has lighting arcing up your spine with every nudge, every grind of his cock into your sensitive pussy. 

A mewl escapes you, unabashed and louder than you meant it to,  when you slam down on his cock just right, the hair just above the base of his cock pressed against your achy clit. Steven’s hands fly to your hips immediately, holding you there with an iron grip.

That look is in his eyes again, pupils blown wide and brows furrowed as he rakes his gaze over your quaking body. He punches his hips up, making his hair grind against your clit in a way that makes your head spin, his fat cock somehow reaching deeper into your pussy.

“That’s it, love,” he says, “let me make you feel good. Let me take care of you, fuck, you look so pretty like this, writhing on my cock like a desperate little whore.” Your eyes roll to the back of your head with his words, your hips working of their own volition, on pure instinct as you work his cock into you again and again and again. It’s like you can’t get him deep enough, bouncing on his cock just like he told you to. Making yourself feel good.

When you cum, Steven groans, his fingers digging into the fat of your hips hard enough to leave bruises in their wake as you clamp down on his cock. A shaky moan rattles out of your throat at the feeling, your body aching with exhaustion, your pussy too sensitive as you clench and pulse in his hands. You feel like you could shake apart with the force of it, wrung dry under his unrelenting touch.

“Look at that,” he murmurs, and you open your eyes to see his gaze trained on your pussy, and oh shit, his stomach shines with your wetness, the sheets soaked with it. You’ve never done that before, never-

“Fuck, you made me squirt, oh my God, Steven-” your body burns with embarrassment, and you start to pull off his cock in search of a towel, or something, anything to clean up the mess you’ve made of him. But his hands hold you firm in his lap, using an unseen strength that he keeps under his button-downs and jumpers, his biceps flexing in a way that makes saliva pool in your mouth.

“Don’t you dare, darling,” his voice is a rasp, all dark and ripped apart and feral. Fuck, if it weren’t for the accent, you’d think it was Jake. “One more time, sweetheart, just one more for me.”

“Steven,” you start, but he thrusts his hips up into yours, and the movement of his still-hard cock in your sloppy, sticky cunt makes you choke on your spit.

“Just a little more, sweet girl, just-” he thrusts into you, hard and unyielding, “one more for me.”

[landograndprix]

「Mini me, mini you? ๛ l.n || c.l」

part vii

✧.* you and lando need to make a decision, a decision that might just be the best for the both of you but one is getting over it faster than the other

✧.* there's a little time jump in here 😉 also this is a psa for the people who wanted to be on my taglist but never got tagged, i didn't forget or ignore you, I simply am unable to tag you and therefore removed you from the list since it's a mess to tag that many people when half of it doesn't work, hope you understand! Some people are tagged in the comments, I can only tag 50 peeps in a post. Love ya ❤️

✧.* prev part - next part

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y/nusername

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y/nusername he be cheesin' 🐶

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norrislando I refuse to believe this is our boy Benji, why's this dude growing so fast? 🥺

julieeeexo love that she still tags lando, like man, look at our son 🥰

landonorris he do be goofin' 🐶

norry4 just like his mom and dad!

clsixteen I just know this boy's spoiled rotten like he should 🥺

yourfriend3 the most handsome boy on the planet ❤️

charles_leclerc the best boy 🐾

sharl16 this dog having the best step-dad for real

carlandooo did I miss something? Step-dad?

sharl16 we are all convinced charles and y/n are dating 🥰

carlandooo but she's with lando..no?

sharl16 they broke up like 5 or 6 months ago but they're still good friends!

carlandooo wow, a lot has happened since I left 😭

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y/nusername Monaco day ft the love of my life @.maxfewtrell

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charles16 okay girlie I see the soft launch 👀

maxfewtrell soulmates babes

norrizz lmao this is so max and y/n coded, I love them

landonorris absolutely disgusting

norry4 someone's a bit jealous 😂

leclerc_16 that soft launch tho

yourfriend3 better take us with you next time

y/nusername yes mum, I will

charles_leclerc ❤️

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formulaonewags one of charles' friends posted this picture of what seems to be charles' and y/n enjoying some time together! The picture has been removed from the friend's story, most likely posted by mistake.

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carlandooo oh stop it, I'm not supposed to ship this 😭

bott_ass yo y'all so quick, this was posted like 5 minutes ago 💀

sharl16 could be anyone tbh but okay

sixteencl I mean the rumors have been y/n and charles so it would make sense bestie

sharl16 thanks bestie but I'm in denial 😔

chilisainz no but they are being cute though..

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Mini me taglist: @myloverjk-blog @allywthsr @myescapefromthislife @justdreamersdream @celestialams @ihrtdan @sunnytkm23 @yunnie-f1 @stevesworld9 @azxulaa @raizelchrysanderoctavius @leclercdream @opchelia @ssararuffoni @mqcherie @c-tangerine @au-ghosttype @changetyre @elijahslover @roseseraj @luciaexcorvus @evans-dejong @rinhvnt @champomiel @ohyoureaqueenbutuncrowned @hearts4joao @escapism-writer @eugene-emt-roe @bb-swift @christianpulisic10 @bladestark @ayoana @greigreyhiyyih @f1mockingjay @ironmaiden1313 @enhacolor @loxbbg @babyvinnie @wibi96 @celesteblack08 @laneyspaulding19

Lando taglist: @beatricemiruna

[sunny44]

My forever valentine

Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Summary: just a Valentine’s Day.

I woke up to an empty and cold bed and checked the time; usually, Lewis would still be in bed, and Levi would have already left his bed and come over here, so I found it strange that neither of them was there.

I got up and opened the curtains, and the view from our window was the backyard. Lewis and Levi were just in their shorts, chasing each other, and Roscoe was barking and running along. I started laughing at the scene and then went to the bathroom to get ready and after finishing, I went downstairs to the lawn.

"Mama," he shouted and ran towards me with Roscoe, I crouched down and picked him up. "Good morning, mama."

"Good morning, baby." I kissed his forehead, and Lewis came over to where we were. "You guys woke up early today."

"Levi showed up in the room hungry, so we came to eat some fruits and play a little, enjoy the sunny day." He gave me a peck, and Levi grumbled. "You know she was mine long before she was yours, right?"

"My mama." He hugged me tightly, and I laughed.

"Well, you guys keep playing, and meanwhile, I'll have something to eat." I put him down.

I went to the kitchen and saw the countertop covered in rose petals, red heart balloons, and a breakfast ready with a card beside it.

"Happy Valentine’s Day baby, Levi and I are so lucky to have you in our lives.

We love you so much, hope you enjoy the breakfast we made for you."

Love, Lewis and Levi."

"Did you like it, mama?" I heard his voice behind me, and I turned around, seeing him and Lewis standing there.

"I love it." They both smiled.

“That’s great baby.” Lewis said and smiled.

"What are the plans for today?" I asked, starting to eat.

"We're going out for lunch, then we're going to spend the day in the yacht and at the end of the day, Levi's going to Uncle Charlie's while we have a mommy and daddy time." I smiled at him.

"Does Charles know about it or…"

"He offered."

"Okay then."

"Mama?"

"Yes, baby?"

"Can I have one of your strawberries?"

"Of course you can." I picked him up and sat him on my lap, handing him a strawberry.

"Do you want to be my valentine, mama?" He asked, and I melted with his soft voice and big brown eyes.

"Oh, baby, of course I want to be your valentine." I kissed his forehead.

"Wow, this boy has rizz."

"He does, you better watch your back." He laughed and kissed me.

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Y/nhamilton I have always been and will always be grateful to have you in my life, today is just another of the many Valentine's Days I will spend by your side. Thank you for being the best husband and father I could have chosen to spend my life with, I love you and I always will.

Ps: I’m giving your present after Levi goes to sleep.

@lewishamilton I’m the luckiest to have you in my life, Levi is one of the best presents you could’ve ever given me, love you babe

Also I’m very excited about this present

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@charlesleclerc happy Valentine’s Day guys, I will babysit Levi so you can give Lewis that present and don’t traumatize the poor boy

@y/nhamilton thank you uncle Charlie, I’ll drop him later

@user81 I think we’ll have another Hamilton in a few months

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@lewishamilton Eight years ago I made the best choice of my life, which was to chase after you and insist that you let me take you on a date. And now, years later, I'm the luckiest guy to be able to say that I'm your husband and the father of your child.

I love you and even after eight years I’m still completely in love with you.

@y/nhamilton I love you both so much, thank you for being my partner in crime

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@georgerussel happy Valentine’s Day guys

@y/nhamilton thank you Georgie, happy valentines for you too

@anthonyhamilton beautiful family

@lewishamilton love you dad

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[yuyu1024]

Film

Pairings: Wooyoung × y/n

Genre/tags: idol bf

Warning: 🔞🔞🔞 fluff but smut, unprotected sex not too detailed (always be safe with consent), pet names, cursing, semi public, filming sex

~~~ [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 1.6k

Disclaimers:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

A/N: just something drabbled

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You are dropping by to visit the boys in their company, just to visit everyone and say hi to your boyfriend, who you have not seen for a few weeks now since its comeback promotion still. And they are busy filming contents, interviews and many more.

"Ah! Y/N!" San yells your name as soon as you enter the dance practice room.

You shyly wave at him and then bow to everyone. "Wooyoung, your girl is here." Mingi says as he pats your head before he exits the room to go somewhere.

"You're just in time." San says in all smile.

"We just finished practice." Seonghwa adds

"Oh... I see..." you answer. "By the way, I brought various of bread and cookies. You can share it with all members." You hand each paper bag to Seonghwa and then San.

"We'll share it. We'll just go up stairs to Hongjoong and Mingi. They wanted us to hear some songs they're making. The rest are there already" Seonghwa says

"Ohh... cool." You smile whilst looking around the room, looking for your man.

You find him at the computer with Jongho, playfully nagging at each other.

"I just dropped by the say Hi... I'll go after I say hi to him."

Both San and Seonghwa laughs. "Don't just say hi... bring him home with you." San says, "he said he's done for the day. And he kept saying we should finish already since you are coming today... and wants some alone time with you..." then San pouts his lips and does the kissing sound. "Babe time."

You cover your face, embarassed at how blunt your Wooyoung is. "Sorry...."

"We're used to it." Seonghwa bumps his shoulder to yours, "thanks again... see you around..."

"Bye~~~ y/n...." san says loudly so Wooyoung and Jongho could hear

"Okay... later..." Jongho smiles and waves goodbye to Woo. "Thanks for the food, noona." He then says to you

"Welcome..." then you poke his cheek, smiling ear to ear. "You did well on the immortal songs.."

"Ah...yeah... thank you." Jongho shyly smiles

"Enjoy the food..." you add before he exits.

The second the door shuts.

"What was that?" Wooyoung asks

"Hmm?"

"Why did you poke his cheeks?" He makes his way to you and then immediately pulls you to his embrace. "You don't do that to me..." he inhales your scent and then kisses the tiny exposed skin of your neck.

"It tickles..." you giggle trying to push him away.

"You don't want my kisses?" He looks offended

"No... not like that... it just... tickles..." you're cheeks are pink. You are getting excited and shy at the same time. It's the same feeling you felt when you two first started getting into physical touches. It's... giving you butterflies. "It's just... been... awhile..." you mumble

"I know." You hug him back as he hugged you. "I've been very busy...."

"It's okay.... it's part of your job..." you assure him while stroking the back of his head.

"I missed you." He nuzzles his face on your neck even though your hoodie is giving him a hard time reaching for your neck. "Oh shit." He groans as he moves his one hand under your hoodie and shirt. "Is this what I think it is?" He whispers to your ear as he felt the thin cover you are wearing over your breasts.

You nod, smiling whilst biting your lower lip. "You said, you wanted to see me wear your gift... so... I did wear them today..."

"So... that means..."

"Yes..." you kiss him on his cheek. "You can film me... if you still... want too..."

"Fucking hell..." he grunts as he lifts you and carries you to the corner of the room, by the mirror. "You're so hot... you know that?"

You giggle and kisses your man in the lips. "I'm not... you just love me..."

He puts you down and begins to make out with you. The kisses and moaning are very loud. You are both sure someone might hear you guys from outsife but you don't fucking care. It's been a while. And you two are fucking thirsty for each other.

"Maybe... we should take this somewhere else?" You say as you pull away

Wooyoung didn't want it to end. You saw him go after your lips the second you left him, mouth open and drooling for you. "Just a few more minutes..." he breathes. "I want to kiss you more..."

You grin. "You can kiss me more later...plus I need... no... I want more..." you are so red after saying that but you are just being honest.

"Fuck! Okay." He is panting and excited. Then he pulls out his phone from his pocket and started typing so fast

"What are you doing?" You ask as you try to fix your hair and clothes.

"Just letting them know... to not go home for a bit."

"Wooyoung!" You hit his arm.

"What? It's better for them to know than to be surprised to hear us having sex..."

You are so red now. He's so straightforward. But he's right.

"And I don't want then to hear my beautiful girlfriend moan my name as I fuck her brains out..." he tease, smirking.

"Whatever." You roll your eyes

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As soon as you two got into their dorm, to his room, the first thing Wooyoung did is grab his camera and set it up by his bed so its easy for him to grab it and takes videos or photos of you at moments he wants too.

"I'm excited to do this... but I'm also horny as fuck." He says as you on the other hand begins to undress all the extra clothes you have on covering the laced two piece of sexy undergarment he gifted you last christmas.

"I'm guessing you bought me a cup smaller on purpose..." you say as you lay your hoodie on a chair. "Coz my tits are bulging out of this thing."

"Of course..." he grins as he goes towards you. "I love it when they are squished together..." he lowers his face and nuzzles his nose on your chest. "The most beautiful tits in the world..."

Then he begins to lick your skin like a cat until his tongue reaches your perky nipples. He does not need to search for it. Besides that its hard and pointy, your bra is basically see through.

"Uugghhhh... Wooyoung..." you throw your head as his tongue tickles you. "Ahh.... feels so good..."

"You're so delicious..." he bites your nipple playfully getting a loud moan out of you.

Carefully, he guides you to his bed. Positioning you to the perfect spot where his camera can get to see your whole body.

"Are you sure you're okay with this?" He asks again.

All through out the drive home, he already kept asking you if you are sure. He didn't want to force you to do this. He knows he wants this because he wants to have something to watch when they are on tour, something to help him when he needs to jerk off.

He needs your moan, your breathing and your body to satisfy himself.

You are his only muse. His only heaven.

"I only mentioned this once with you... and if you really don't want too it's f--"

You stop him from talking by pulling him down by his collar, and kiss him hard. Sucking his lower lip and make his body shake and his dick rock solid harder than its already are.

"Just fuck me... film me... whatever you want... you have my consent..." you kiss the corner of his lips. "I love you... I will do this for you." You add

From an outsiders perspective, you two looked like you are filming a some kind of porn shit but its more than that.

Wooyoung is capturing his favorite moments during your love making. The way your eyes glistens when you are about to peak, the way your cheeks turn pink, your lip bites and the way you moan his name every time he makes you feel good. He want to see and hear all that whenever he is away.

"Fuck! You're so hot baby!" He says as he films how your breast bounce at every pounce. "Shit!" Wooyoung then puts his camera down on the bedside table. "I need to focus on you now..." he mumbles. "I love you..." he goes down to kiss you as he moves his hips closer to make his dick go deeper

"I love you..." you answer. "So much!"

You wrap your legs around his waist and you felt your inside clench more.

"Aaah... Wooyoung... Woo.....aaaah..." he sucks your breast as he continue thrusting.

"I'm close...." he mumbles

The two of you explodes as you reach both climaxes.

Catching your breathe as your boyfriend falls down on top of you, eyes closed and one hand on your tits.

"I don't think my camera... or any camera can capture how fucking amazing you are." He says.

"You complement me so much..." you say, stroking his hair. "I just learn how to have sex with you... I'm not that experience..."

He raise his head to look at you. "And so...? You are still perfect for me..."

You blush at how serious his face is. Wooyoung is blunt yes. But that does not mean he can't say the sweetest words.

He really gives you reassurance, hypes you up and showers you with love whenever he can.

"Hmm.. so... when will you stop the recording...?" You glance at his camera who's directly focused on him and your tits.

The LCD of the camera is switched so you both can see what is being recorded.

"You want to stop now?"

"I think so...just finished sex..."

"Finished?" His eyes slowly smiles and then he playfully licks your nipple. "Are you sure?"

You giggle at how naughty he is. "Hmm.... no..." then you scrunch your face. "Maybe... let's film a part two...?"

"Really?" He looks excited.

"Yeah... but... maybe..... I'll be on top this time."

[taylormarieee]

Lover Boy Peeta Mellark

Summary: Peeta loves to show you how much he loves you.

Pairing: Peeta Mellark x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 964

Warnings: None, just pure fluff and rainbows!

After everything with the 74th anniversary for the hunger games, when you and Peeta survived.

He has been all over you for the past few weeks. Constantly checking up on you, bringing you bread, giving you kisses everywhere on your body.

It was cute honestly. Some people may think it's annoying but you think it's incredibly adorable.

Behind that brave facade, is a sweet lover boy who loves his girlfriend and always wants to remind her of that. To show her his love for her.

"I know, Gale, are you sure your ok?" You ask. He slowly nods before drifting off to sleep.

You gave him some tea because he wasn't feeling very well. You go to clean up when you hear a knock on the door.

You walk towards the door and open it only to be surprised with a happy smile and a loaf of bread.

A bright smile slowly appears on your face as you hug you boyfriend Peeta Mellark.

"Hi. I thought I would bring some bread!" He says with a smile on his face.

"Good! Just in time too! Gale's caught a fever. He isn't feeling well so maybe bread and tea will fix him up!" You say grabbing the loaf of bread before kissing Peeta on the cheek and walking towards the kitchen.

He walks in and gently shuts the door. Your swaying and humming to yourself as you cut the bread to leave next to Gale on the couch.

You grab a napkin and place it on the coffee table in your lovely, quiet home

"So... How are you? Have you been busy my love?" He asks in a sweet, gentle tone.

"I have been good Peeta! Not as many nightmares anymore but you know, same old same old." You say frowning a bit.

"Do you want some tea?" You ask. You await his answer as you slowly walk over to the counter where the tea kettle is.

"Uhm, no thank you, I'm ok." Peeta replies. You hear shuffling on the couch and look over to see Gale waking back up at the smell of bread.

"Is that bread and tea?" He asks a little drowsy from his quick little nap.

"Yea it is. Peeta's here and he brought some bread so eat up." You respond.

You walk over to Gale and put your hand on his head to check on him and how he is feeling and he is burning up.

"Oh my god Gale, your burning up! I'm going to run a cold bath for you. Up, come on." You say concerned.

"Sure thing mom!" He responds chuckling as he gets up and walks to the bathroom.

"I'll be right back Peeta!" You respond. He stands there patiently waiting for your return.

Once you walk back in the room you met with someone's chest and a whiff of alcohol.

"HAYMITCH!" You yell. You give him a hug and he chuckles a bit.

"Hey there firecracker." You smile at the nickname he gave you . You got this nickname form making fire bombs during the games.

"W-what are you doing here? Is everything ok?" You ask looking behind him to see Katniss and Peeta.

"Yea, I tagged along with Katniss on the way over here. She came to male sure that Gale was ok." He responds rubbing your arms assuringly.

"Oh ok, yea Katniss he's fine he's in the shower right now because he was burning up." You tell her.

She nods and mutters a thank you before heading up the stairs towards the bathroom.

"Uh babe? Can we talk for a sec? Alone." Peeta asks. You nod and walk towards your room together.

"What? What's going on baby?" You ask wondering if he's ok. He gives you a hug and then grabs your face and kisses you sweetly.

"Hm, what was that for?"

"To show how much I love you. Plus, i've been wanting to do that the moment I walked in here." He says laughing.

You laugh and he smiles at you with nothing but love.

"I love your laugh. Your so gorgeous." he says staring at you with love in his eyes.

"Aw, thank you peeta. I love your big brown eyes. Your my little golden retriever." You say smiling before giving him a sweet peck on his lips.

He smothers your face with kisses and you laugh again. "You wanna go for a walk?" He asks.

"W-What about Gale?" You ask concerned. He rolls his eyes playfully.

"Babe I think Katniss can take care of him for 10 minutes." He responds smiling.

"Ok. Lemme go get my coat and I'll meet you outside hun!" You say running to your room to grab your coat.

Peeta smiles to himself as he waits for you by the door like a personal Chaperone.

He wonders how he's so lucky to have you. How could he have scored such a prize like you. You weren't an obstacle to win but a star to praise.

You shined on your own time and he adored you for it. He loved everything about you and he couldn't have had anyone more special than you.

Lost in his train of thoughts about you he didn't even notice your sweet voice trying to lure him back to reality.

"Babe? Are you ok? Earth to Peeta!?" You say cutely waving your hand in front of his face.

"Huh? Oh yea baby I'm ok." He responds smiling, "Ready to go My lovely princess?" he continues holding out his arm.

"I am." You respond, you both walking out of the door. "By the way, what were you thinkin' about?" You ask sweetly.

Peeta smiles to himself before looking at you with a big smile on his face saying, "You my love. Always thinking about you."

@murdrdocs @versatilehater @number1gal @luvrxbunny @clovestreet @peetaslefttoe @flowershines @aweina @fayesia

[emeryhall]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (except me because obvs I have done it). Spread the self-love ❤

Also, thank you to @you-remind-me-of-the-babe for asking me this question too! ❤️ Here goes...

Only Creatures (88K, E)

The fic I just completed. I think this is my best plot with the possible exception of, well, see below. In the middle, I felt like I had so many balls in the air, I was afraid I wouldn't catch them all, or at least not gracefully, but I think I managed it. I've been working on my plots hinging on character choices. They walk through a door, the door shuts behind them, they cannot re-open it, and they change. I feel like I finally got it with this fic. And then there was the morning I woke up to find that @artsyunderstudy had drawn art for chapter 5 and my heart exploded. Except she kept drawing art and every time, I got to see my words come to life in the most beautiful way imaginable. Oh, oh! And then @monbons sewed me a little wings & tail Simon doll and Baz in his PJs, and I adore them ❤️❤️

Blood Sugar Sex Moony (63K, E)

The other contender for best plot. I think this is possibly my most creative fic. Sirius and Remus are both canon-compliant guerrilla soldiers from 1981 AND a goth-boy and star quarterback at a SoCal high school in the mid-90s. I wrote it for the 2023 @rsbigbang, which finally narrowed the wolfstar community down to a small enough group that I could make friends! It's also how I met @euripidestrousers who shaped this fic into what it became. And I was lucky enough to get the amazing artist @spikesteaseasalt as its illustrator.

A Little Bit Deadly (49K, E)

Derek Jeter. Need I say more? This fic was my introduction to the Carry On fandom, and that is reason alone for it to be one of my favorites. Y'all are a beautiful community of people who have been so kind and enthusiastic and welcoming. I'm delighted to be a part of you. ❤️ This fic was another one where I woke up from having posted the last chapter and found that @letraspal had made art - ART! And then she kept making art, including the glorious Mr. June. Derek Jeter was modeled on my amazing orange chonk who died, and every time I see Annie's drawings of him, it makes me cry a little. I feel like he gets to live on in this fic and Annie's art.

The Space Between (34K, M)

This is the first fic I wrote, having read absolutely zero fanfic. It was tagged entirely wrong, had a terrible summary, and only three kudos for, like, ages. But I had one enthusiastic reader who left me the kindest comments about my writing, and since then, it's gained its handful of fans who don't mind a little sadness. I still think it contains some of my prettiest writing, and I love the "behind the veil" space I created, which came out of my studies of Symbolist playwrights for my doctorate.

night after night, I let you eat me alive (8K, E)

Aka, my cannibalism fic. This one took me by surprise. I wrote this ridiculous short story because I needed a break from my Big Bang fic, then wondered if I should post it at all because I thought it was too out there. Happily, some of the RS/BB crew encouraged me because people love it. I love writing comedy, and I think this is the funniest thing I've written. But also, a sweet little fluffy love story - with a twist!

[dsireland86]

Hi, I was just wondering if i could request a Song inspired fic with Jolly x fem reader? And i was thinking the song Faithfully by Journey?

I absolutely love Journey and this song! Thank you for this!!!

Faithfully

TAGS: @philomenie @supersquirrel1996 @foliosgirl @angelmarie89 @fadingintothegrey @theanarchymuse95 @thisbicc @lma1986 @dominuslunae @shayzillaaaa @fadingintothegrey @an0mallly @alwaysfightforwhoyouare @mrsnoahsebastian @flowery-mess @iloveyoutodeathbutimdrowning @stardustsirenmelody

"Highway run into the midnight sun Wheels go 'round and 'round, you're on my mind Restless hearts sleep alone tonight Sendin' all my love along the wire"

He missed her. More than he would say. Jolly laid in his bunk, hearing the hum of the bus's engine and feeling its vibration. He was lonely for her, even though he and the band had much to do for the next few weeks.   

Tossing and turning, his heart was restless. He couldn't sleep, not without her body curled up into him. Grabbing his phone, he opened his picture folder and searched through the countless ones he had of her smiling as he did so. Then he stopped. That was it. That was the one he was looking for. It was a simple picture, one of her in her pj's sitting on the couch with her feet curled up into her like always. Her hair was piled on top of her head in a messy bun with loose strands falling out. She was looking at him with a small smile on her face because she hated having her picture taken, even though Jolly took many of her. She looked beautiful. She was beautiful. Inside and out. And she was his. Totally, one hundred percent his. He missed her terribly

"Good morning, beautiful," Jolly answered, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

"Morning, sleepyhead. Have a rough night?"

Jolly nodded, still half asleep.

"Awe. Why? What's wrong?" 

"I don't have you here. That's what's wrong. I miss you more than I thought I would"

"Awe Jolly, baby," she sighed. "I know how you feel. I slept like shit last night, too. I miss you so badly that I had to sleep in one of your shirts. I think I'm going to have to until you come home.

"Which shirt," Jolly grinned.

Y/N stood up, revealing Jolly's Swedish flag shirt.

"Hmm, my favorite one," he smiled.

"Exactly," she smiled back, returning to her seat.

"I Iove you."

"I love you too."

"I'm forever yours."

"Faithfully. I've got to go. Gotta get ready for this really important meeting I have in three hours," she said, kissing her fingers and laying them on the screen of her phone.

"Okay, babe. Good luck."

"Thanks. You too. I know you'll crush it tonight. You and the boys always do, and yes I mean Matt, too."

Jolly laughed, loving how she remembered not to single Matt out after the comment he made over Christmas last year.

"Say hey to everyone for me."

"Will do. Bye."

Jolly ended the call and threw the blankets off, getting up to start the day.

"They say that the road ain't no place to start a family Right down the line it's been you and me And lovin' a music man ain't always what it's supposed to be Oh, girl you stand by me, I'm forever yours, faithfully"

Seven shows in, three more left. Jolly and the boys were whooped. Before the show, he video called y/n, but immediately she knew something was wrong. She said his face didn't hold that normal glow. She was worried about him and asked if she needed to take time off from work and fly out to the next show.

"No, babe, I'm good. Really. I'm just tired. You have enough on your plate. You don't need to worry about me. Only two more shows after tonight, then I'll be home and between your legs, deep inside you, showing you just how much I missed you."

"Oh, baby, you're making my panties wet just thinking about it," Y/N laughed lightly.

"Shut up and stop being such a tease."

"Okay, well, you keep telling yourself that you're okay, Karlsson, but I know you better than you know yourself."

Jolly chuckled.

"I know this isn't easy."

"What?"

"Being with me, loving me while I'm always on the road. I know it's not what you signed up for."

Y/N sighed.

"Jolly, baby, listen, I know I didn't sign up for this. People change, and situations and plans change. But my love for you, that has never changed. You're my person. You'll always be my person, and I'm forever yours,"

"Faithfully," Jolly continued. "I love you, too."

"Good. Now, go out there, kick tonight in the ass so you can finish this tour and come home to me."

"Yes, ma'am." 

"And bein' apart ain't easy on this love affair Two strangers learn to fall in love again. I get the joy of rediscovering you. Oh girl, you stand by me, I'm forever yours, faithfully". 

It's the last night of the tour, then he goes home tomorrow. Jolly was hyped, full of excitement, to be going home to his woman. The guys noticed this and were happy to finally have him back with them, mentally.

The show started and Jolly played just like every night before, but with a little more spirit, except this time when he looked over at the side of the stage, Y/N was standing there, watching him with the biggest smile on her face.

His heart skipped a beat, and the happiness that overtook him was overwhelming. He smiled back at her, absolutely stunned that she really did give up her time to come out and be with him.

"What are you doing here!"

Y/N didn't even bother to answer Jolly, just gathered him up in her arms and kissed him all over his face. Jolly was sweaty, and his hair was damp and sticking somewhat to his face, but she didn't care. He was back in her arms and that was all that mattered.

"You needed me, so I came. I just couldn't get the time off until today."

Jolly was shocked and the look on his face said it.

"I'm going to assume the look on your face right now is a happy shock and not an unhappy shock," she laughed, cupping Jolly's face and kissing him.

His hands found Y/N's lower back as she stood on her tiptoes to kiss him, smiling as she did. Jolly leaned in, bending her back a little, and kissed her back, smiling too. Her arms snaked around his neck as Jolly's lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, laughing as he spun her around.

"You bet your ass it's a happy shock. I love you," he muttered softly, planting a soft kiss on the end of her nose.

"I love you too, " she whispered.

"And I'm forever yours,"

"Faithfully." 

[insomnya777]

Hello! First I want to say I adore your boat boys super power AU so much, it’s currently rotating at light speed in my brain like a broken microwave. I think I’ve read at least six times all the way through with what you have, it’s fantastic!

I was also wondering if you had any other recs or personal favorites for boat boys fics, or just fics in general, I’m always looking for recommendations and wonderful authors usually also have great tastes in other fics as well! Thank you for what you do for the boat boy and smalletho community, you’re keeping us well fed lol

Oh my god I have many many recommendations!!!! I've actually been waiting for someone to ask me this LOL

Completed:

Settled is one of my favourites of all-time. If you read it you'll see the long ass comment I left on it lol. Description: A five plus one type of fic where Etho struggles to voice his feeling about double-life, and Joel is there to make it harder.

BIR Universe is a classic, a staple, even. One of the most iconic series of all time. Description: A very messy college universe with a bunch of hermitcraft/life series members.

Somehow, I always end up back in Marianas Trench is another personal favourite. I reread it way too often. The writing is incredible in this one + has a side of ranchers and impdubs. Description: AU where our three favourite soulbound couples go on a triple date! Except it's not a date, all of them broke up sometime before or during their last year of college and none of them are over each other.

Holy Father, judge my sins is so, so good. Anything by giddyfenix always is, I think I've read, like, all of their works. Description: Joel and Etho as the seven deadly sins. After all, what were they if not corrupted?

I Don't Smoke (Except for When I'm Missing You) made my heart break a million times over. I actually cannot read this fic without breaking down. It is a clockers-centered fic, exploring the Etho-Scar relationship, but I had to include it because it's just one of my favourite fics of all time. Description: A look into Etho's perspective on the life he and Scar share. They're not so different, you know? They both like to run away.

Works In Progress:

to all the ships at sea is another personal favourite, because the writing is just so, so good. There are currently six chapters out! Description: Etho has a job as part of the crew manning a lighthouse on a small island. With Cleo and Bdubs gone for a few weeks, Etho settles in to keep the Light running single-handedly. He wasn't expecting his life to be turned upside-down when a visitor turns up on the island, completely out of the blue...and he definitely wasn't expecting to develop feelings for the mysterious young man.

Good Luck, Babe is also very, very good. There are seven chapters out right now! Description: Etho couldn't get himself to turn Joel down. Even when Joel has made it clear time and time again that he had no problem doing the same to him. The lengths he was willing to go for a guy who would barely even let them be seen together in public...

hi, etho is super cute, too. I read it a while ago, and it's still one of my favourites, so do what you will with that. Description: About a month after going missing and having no memories to show for it, Etho gets a weird letter from a strange, anonymous sender who might have the answers to his questions.

And that's about it!! If anyone has more recommendations feel free to comment or leave in the tags because I'm always looking for more fics LOL <3

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

Home Pt.3 || cbf!Simon "Ghost" Riley

Rating: M Words: 2.2K~ CW: - Tags: you/your pronouns, jealousy, a bit smutty (if you squint), ANGST (at the end), teen romance, underage drinking, British slang (attempted). a/n: not proofread.

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You remember the first time Simon got jealous. It was sudden and unexpected. It was just a couple weeks after your first kiss (and dry-humping session), when you were still somewhat uncertain of where you stood, of what you were.

All six members of your friend group were hanging out at a pub you knew. A little hole-in-the-wall spot, whose owner/bartender was an old fart not quite fussed about the idea of having underage kids inside, nor about serving them alcohol.

Simon, your cousin Oliver, Archie, Jack, Harry, aka the same boys you met that night a few years before, and Emily, Olly’s girlfriend. Simon and you had been somewhat avoiding each other. You still hung out, but less so in private, too embarrassed and awkward to properly face each other after what you did.

Most of the lads were playing pool in the corner leaving you and Emily to your own devices, parked in a booth in the corner, chatting about all sorts of random things, gossiping, drinking cheap beer, and eating roasted peanuts. The seats all around the two of you were strewn with coats and keys and wallets, belonging to the blokes, which you were unofficially tasked with watching over.

Emily was in the middle of telling you a story about some girls over in her school, the same one Simon went to. Her voice was dramatic and boisterous as she chewed her peanuts a bit too loud and waved her hands and head around, her hoop earrings catching the light a little bit.

You had no clue who the girls she was talking about were, but the way Emily was so determined to tell you about all their transgressions made you hate them by proxy, so you reacted accordingly, shocked and angry, which made Emily giddy, happy that you agreed and saw it as she did.

Emily was your portal for figuring out what exactly the blokes were like when they were in school, something you couldn’t see because you went to a different high school. She told you all about the shenanigans the boys got up to, the fights and arguments and their grades, especially because they were all the same age, a year older than you, and therefore shared many classes.

It was thanks to her that you found out that Simon was good at English Lit, History, and Geography. Simon himself would never admit to liking literature (and you made sure to ask!). You also found out that he loved P.E. class, often being the first out of the locker room to do warm-ups, even if, most of the time, their P.E. class is just the blokes playing football.

You liked Emily and she liked you. She was a bit of a chav, sure, wearing bold make-up, hair greasy more often than not, and chewing gum loudly, but she was nice and chill. She was a recent addition to the group but she treated you super well, always saying that she was a “girls’ girl” and you both made sure to put the boys in their place when they got too rowdy. Not like some of the other girls the lads dated before, who got jealous over your mere existence/friendship.

It was while you were lost in thought, enjoying Emily’s vibrant personality and wild gossip about some girl at their school who got knocked up, that it happened. A couple of tall figures came to the edge of your table.

“Oi babes! What's the craic? Fancy some company?” asked a voice above the two of you. You looked up to find a couple of blokes, about the same age as you, smirking as they leaned into the booth next to you.

“Oh, thanks, but we're okay.” You said politely, your face showing disinterest.

���Just the two of you?” His friend said. You gave Emily a look and then tried to look between the two lads, just barely catching sight of the five blokes that composed your friend group standing around the pool table… completely clueless.

“No, our mates are around. We’re just having a little quiet time for ourselves.” Emily added as she glanced at the blokes, chewing her peanuts quite loudly.

“Quiet? Boring, more like. We know how to liven things up!” One of the blokes said and smirked, nudging his buddy with his elbow.

“Yeah, come on, don't be like that. We're just here to have a laugh!” The second one said, his voice playful and seductive (or his best attempt at it).

“We're good lads, promise.” The first bloke added, to which his buddy nodded in agreement. “I’m Josh, and this is Liam.” He introduced the both of them.

“Yeah, we can see that. But we're really just here to catch up with each other.” You replied bluntly, your voice losing some of the politeness it held until now.

“Catching up, eh? Well, we're good at that too!” Josh said while sliding down onto the booth next to Emily, forcing her to scoot away.

“Got some stories that'd make you laugh for days,” Liam added, scooting into the booth next to you, an arm coming to wrap over the back of the booth, dangerously close to setting around your shoulders.

“I'm sure you do. But really, we're fine. Cheers.” Emily replied as she tried to shoo off Josh with a dismissive wave. But neither of the blokes was taking a hint.

“How about a dance then? I reckon we'd be the best dance partners you've ever had.” Liam suggested as he began leaning close to you.

His hand began sliding across your shoulder, which was exposed in a spaghetti-strapped top. You smacked his hand off you and scooted away as well. “What's the rush, darlin'? We're just trying to be friendly!” Liam said defensively.

As Josh and Liam exchanged confident glances, thinking they'd make another attempt to charm the two of you, the atmosphere shifted. Simon had suddenly joined the scene, Olly was already jogging up behind him, as the blond lad stood ever imposing in front of the booth.

“Everything okay here, ladies?” Olly asked as he glanced down at Liam and Josh. He didn’t look pleased by the scene, just like Simon. He was double as protective, with you being his cousin, and Emily being his bird.

The two other lads damn near paled at the sight of Simon’s sheer height standing inches from them, hands in the pockets of his hoodie and a serious face framed by the black hood on his head.

“Yeah, we're good, Ols. They've just been trying to chat us up.” Emily replied, her lips morphing into a playful smirk. She was probably trying to make Oliver a bit jealous.

“Yeah! They even offered us a dance.” You piped up, joining her. You could see the veins nearly pop in Simon’s neck, his left eye twitching ever so slightly as he heard you.

You knew then that he was pissed, feeling jealous of the fact a lad was chatting you up. It was the first real sign you got that his avoidance of you wasn’t due to malice, but awkwardness for the feelings you both had for one another.

“Is that so?” Simon finally asked, his brown eyes sliding across all the people in the booth, but growing especially hard at the sight of Liam’s hand on your shoulder.

Slowly, you felt Liam’s hand slip away from you while he forced some distance between the two of you by scooting away. “Yeah, just offering some company. No harm done.” Liam said defensively.

Josh seemed to pick up on the fact Liam was scooting off, and he did the same, standing up and showing his hands while muttering a “Yeah, just bein’ friendly.”

“That's good to hear. We're a friendly bunch too, you know. Just wanted to make sure you're aware these lovely ladies are taken.” Olly said while he looked at the two other lads who were attempting to chat up his girlfriend and his cousin. “So, how about you two lads move along?” He suggested.

Simon, meanwhile, kept glaring at the other lads, his height posing an advantage as he stood a few inches taller than them. “Yeah, before things get more complicated than they need be.” He added.

Josh and Liam exchanged a somewhat concerned glance, not exactly panicked or scared, since they were also cocky teenage boys high on nothing if not hubris… But they muttered something else apologetically and made themselves scarce.

Olly took Josh’s seat next to Emily and wrapped his arm around her, checking on her with a “You alright, love?” before dropping a kiss onto her mouth, making the girl giggle.

Simon, meanwhile, looked at you while still standing by the booth. You fixed the thin straps of your top and bra while looking up at him as well. He reached a hand toward you and beckoned you to take it. You did.

He reached into the booth and grabbed his parka and yours while muttering some type of warning to Olly that you couldn’t quite make out, and your cousin probably couldn’t either because he was busy shoving his tongue down Emily’s throat.

Simon tossed your coat at you, which you pulled on, and grabbed his belongings (keys, wallet, phone). Then, he dragged you by the bicep out of the pub. You knew what was about to happen. You could feel it, warming up in your tummy… He made sure that Josh and Liam could see the way he took you, glaring right at them, as you desperately sped up the pace to keep up with his large strides, your cheeks a bit flushed and warm as he walked you both out. 

Next thing you knew, he had your front pressed against the passenger side door of his dad’s car, your chest rubbing against the window. Simon was behind you, his left hand holding your jaw to keep your face turned back, his lips pressed onto yours, his tongue taking over your mouth. 

You didn’t remember much about your first kiss with him. It had been only a couple weeks prior, but you were both high. Sure, you remembered it happening but all the sensations had been heightened in the moment and had nullified after you had sobered up.

But if this kiss was anything to go off of, it was a great kiss. Simon’s lips on yours were making you see stars, his taller body pressing you so hard against the side of the car that you couldn’t help but shiver. The car’s surface was ice cold against the skin of your lower tummy and collarbone, which your top didn’t quite cover.

Then, Simon’s right hand pulled up the back of your parka holding it out of the way as his fingers gripped onto your hip, so he could rut his cock against the curve of your ass.

He refused to break the kiss, his lips greedily sucking onto yours, his tongue claiming your mouth as his. He would mumble things here and there, little whispers showing his enjoyment. “Blimey, can’t get enough of you…”, “Killed me seein’ those blokes chattin’ you up...”, “Almost knocked their teeth out…”, “Fuckin’ hell…”, “Your kisses… so fuckin’ good…”, “All I can think now about is kissin’ you…”.

Truth be told, you had been going wild for him, the distance painful not just because of how awkward it felt to see him around your mutual mates and not be able to be ‘close’, but because of how much you liked him and missed him.

But now you got to have him again. Awkwardness be damned, you were finally kissing again, finally dry-humping again. And it felt glorious. You’d never regret this, you knew it deep down. 

You think of that as you stand in the train station. It’s 4:59 A.M. and your tired, sleepless eyes are locked onto Simon as he sits inside, backpack sitting on his lap, his hair recently buzzcut.

You didn’t sleep at all tonight, neither did he. You spent the last few hours you had together in each other’s arms, kissing and holding each other close, and even having sex in the back of his father’s car, as usual.

And now, here you are, holding the keys to his dad’s car in your hands. A gift he’s leaving behind, a way to keep yourself safe and way from your own dad, so you can sleep somewhere else.

The announcement system warns of the departure of the train he sits in, with a destination to Harrogate. In a couple of hours, he’ll be at the Army Foundation College to start his military career…

Your lips are swollen and red, and so are his. you kissed too much. Too hard. You take a hand up to feel them up with your fingers, almost like you're trying to hold on to the feel of him.

The doors to the train close and a mechanical hiss is heard. Simon’s eyes are set on you and squint through the glare of the lights inside the train versus the darkness of the station outside. You hope he can’t see the way your eyes are welling up with tears.

Simon was your first in all the ways you could think of. Your first crush, your first boy best friend, your first kiss, your first time… 

And as his train pulls away from the station, you think to yourself…

He’s your first heartbreak too.

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Bitchy Besties: part 2

In the car ride over Tanya gabbed about everyone in high school and all their dirty little secrets. Kate couldn’t believe the insight she was gaining about the other students she had known for years. Tanya even spilled the beans on her best friends.

Kate figured Tanya saw Kayleigh as more of a peer than some beta follower like the rest of Tanya’s friends. Despite despising Tanya, Kate found it somewhat rewarding having her bully so enamoured with her.

Tanya brought her around to all the bougie stores and they tried on outfit after outfit and the two were having a genuinely good time together. Kate had never worn so many tight and revealing outfits but she had to admit that they all looked great on her.

Finishing up with a trip to the nail salon, they both got a matching set of new press on's. As the beautician worked, Kate entertained her bully with fabricated stories of her life, who thankfully seemed to eat it up. Some stories were just things Kate remembered Tanya had done but she tweaked certain details to be more ‘Kayleigh’-like, whatever that had come to mean.

Posing for a selfie together, the two girls proudly showed off their new nails.

“This is going to blow up on socials babe, two hawt bitches like us. What’s your handle so I can tag you?” Tanya asked.

Kate started to panic, a girl like Kayleigh would certain have more social media than anyone else but Kate had never bothered. She had to think of an excuse.

“Oh I don’t have any. Well not anymore anyway. Remember the cyber bullying I told you I was doing before? Well my parents made me delete everything, otherwise they weren’t going to fund my trip to Paris.” Kayleigh said sounding genuinely pissed at her fabricated parents.

“Well did you go to Paris?” Tanya asked.

“Eh yeah, remember I told you about the hot French guy I fucked there?” Kayleigh replied.

“Then the statute of limitations are up.” Tanya said grabbing Kayleigh’s phone from her hand before she could be stopped. Tanya was like a pro quickly setting up new accounts for Kayleigh. In 60 seconds flat she handed the phone back.

“Now to tag you in this gorgeous pic of us. Annnnnd posted. You’ll be royalty in this town before the end of the day. So naturally I gave you the handle QueenKayleigh. No need to thank me. Don’t you love it?” Tanya said with a gleeful smirk.

Kaleigh pulled up the post of the two of them and saw the caption read “Hanging with my new BFF @QueenKayleigh, add her now! She’s the real deal.” Kayleigh stared for a long time at ‘BFF’. She had never had a best friend before, it felt kind of nice even if it was Tanya. Speaking of which she realized that Tanya had been waiting for an answer.

“Oh babes this is amazing, we look like twins don’t we?” Kayleigh said to a waiting Tanya who beamed at her.

“Totes! A pair of bitchy babes. Oh looks like you’re blowing up already.” Tanya said as Kayleigh’s phone started a waterfall of chimes. Kayleigh looked down at her phone and sat a barrage of likes, comments and follow requests. It was kind of overwhelming but satisfying to see so many people give her attention.

Comments such as ‘dammmmmn! Who’s the new hottie?’, ‘queens!’, and ‘omg, instant follow!’ were quickly going to her head, she did look stunning after all. Each chime was like an endorphin hit.

“Thanks hun, this will help me jump the social ladder to the top, where sexy babes like us belong. Assuming I pick your school.” Kayleigh said with a natural bitchy purr.

“I hope you choose to come to our school babe, it’s a dump for sure but together the two of us would be unstoppable together. The names Kayleigh and Tanya will make all the losers shudder and all the boys hard. Speaking of which I think I see one checking you out right now.” Tanya said nodding over to a handsome guy sitting in the food court.

Kayleigh looked over to see a handsome college aged guy smiling at her. It had taken her years to attract the meagre attention of Cory and now the hottest guy she had ever seen was checking her out. She remembered the Evie stories and tried to picture what the girls in those stories would do. Standing up she turned and gave Tanya a wink and strode confidently over to the guy.

“Hey hot stuff, were you going to stare at me all day or were you going to ask me out?” She said with a tilt of her head and a sly smile. The guy seemed taken aback by the forwardness but quickly gained his composure.

“Eh yes of course I’d love too. How’s Saturday?” He asked. Kayleigh felt a power over him that she had never felt before. His eyes drank her in and he seemed eager to please. He wanted her and he would do anything she asked. She had to test it out. Remembering how Tanya snatched her phone from her, Kayleigh quickly took the guy’s phone from his hand and started to type.

“No. You’ll pick me up Friday, 9pm, got it? Here, you’re following me on Insta now. DM later for my address.” She said playfully as she handed his phone back to him.

Tanya couldn’t tell what they were talking about from where she sat but could see Kayleigh had the guy wrapped around her little finger. Kayleigh seemed to be having fun, giggling, touching his arm, playing with her hair.

“See you Friday Lucas, and don’t be late.” Kayleigh said wrapping up their flirtation finally. With a cheeky smile, she turned on her heel and strutted away. She felt his eyes on her butt and made sure he had plenty of time to take it all in.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Lucas shouted after her.

“Oh babes you’re such a baddie. He’s gorgeous. What did you two talk about?” Tanya asked eager to hear.

“We’ve got a date on Friday.” Kayleigh said with a nonchalance tone.

“Oh girl you work fast, I’m so jelly. I should have pounced on him first.” Tanya said with a smirk back to her.

“Oh you misunderstand me babe, when I say ‘we’ I mean you, me, him and his frat brother. They’re taking us to a club. Maybe we can swap at some point during the night, if you’re that keen on him.” Kayleigh said grinning as Tanya listened, her mouth open.

“Kayleigh, where have you been my whole life? You’re the baddest bitch ever.” Tanya said suddenly hugging Kayleigh.

The whole act seemed to momentarily dislodge Kate from what she was doing and stand back mentally from it all. Only yesterday Tanya was bullying her and she was an outcast and now she was suddenly her best friend with plans of a double date that she had orchestrated! What was she doing? The whole scenario was bizarre and she realized that this wasn’t her, she needed to wrap this up and fast.

“You ok babe?” Tanya said noticing something off.

“Yeah, yeah of course. Just been a long day.” Kaleigh said feigning a yawn.

“Yeah for real, let me drive you home.” Tanya said but Kate suddenly panicked. Tanya couldn’t see where she lived plus she needed to retrieve her clothes still.

"No my parents are expecting to pick me up at the school so you can drop me back there." Kayleigh said already getting up.

The drive back to the school was quieter than the ride to the mall. Kate was deep in thought, her mind at war with itself. Tanya continued to gossip but Kate wasn't taking it all in like before.

"Are you sure you don't want me to drop you home babe?" Tanya asked, sensing something still off about her new friend as she got out of the car.

"No I'm perfect hun, it will give me time to think about my choices." Kayleigh said with a smile.

"Well you know what I hope you choose, this school could use Kayleigh and so could I. See ya later!" Tanya said returning the smile and speeding off. Kate stood in front of the school unsure what to do next.

To be concluded...

[spaceofentropy]

The fic has been out for a few days already, but I can finally make my own post and inflict it on y'all, and nobody can stop me, bwahahahahahah!

*cough* So, I took part in the Stranger Things Big Bang (2024 edition) and was so lucky that @lemonhitsu claimed my fic and made some amazing art for it, and also this banner up here! I'm so honored to have his great art on my fic, and proud to have inspired him even just a tiny bit! T^T Look at what he made! So pretty! So sad! So perfect!

My fic is a story about pining boys, with a big dose of angst and fluff, and a happy ending (and some smut just at the end). It's titled Flesh for Fantasy (thank you for the title, Billy Idol!) and you can find it here on ao3.

It's inspired by a Teen Wolf fic that I have reread a bit too many times and never fails to give me all the feels thanks to so much delicious angst and I'm a sucker for good angst, oh, yes I am! But I digress.

I loved writing my story, and mixing reality and Fantasy was a fun way to stretch my writing muscles. I was very lucky that @dragonflylady77 beta-read it for me, and that she and @medusapelagia patiently listened to me ramble while I was still writing it.

Anyway, here's the link to the story once again, and here are the info about the fic itself:

Flesh for Fantasy Rated E; 32000 words; no archive warnings Relationship: Billy/Steve Characters: Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Billy Hargrove, the Party, Maxine Mayfield, Jim "Chief" Hopper, Neil Hargrove, Susan Hargrove, Steve's parents The big tags: no Upside Down AU; Neil Hargrove; Child Abuse; car accidents; hospitals; blood and injury; broken bones; touch-starved Billy Hargrove; fluff and angst; emotional hurt/comfort; Platonic stobin; hopeless crushes; eventual smut; homophobia; non-sexual intimacy Synopsis: In a world where if you Fantasize about someone, that person feels it on their skin, someone starts Fantasizing about Steve Harrington. But instead of being sexual Fantasies, it's for cuddles and soft touches, so restrained that Steve has no idea who his phantom hugger is. All he knows is they must have a good reason to keep hidden like that.

I also have a little (?) snippet, but it's under the cut so the post is not too long on the timeline :P

"Do you think I look lonely?" She's taken aback by what must feel like a sudden change in subject. "Uh… No. I mean… sometimes, maybe. Babe, what does this have to do with anything?" "The Dreamer. It's never, like, a sex thing." "But that's what Fantasies are for. For sex!" "I know, okay, but this is… It's hugs. This person, whoever it is, hugs me." Steve gives Robin a couple of seconds to look at him in stunned silence and digest his words, then he asks her: "Do I look like I need a hug that bad that someone feels it's their duty to provide one?" "How long has this girl been giving you Fantasy hugs?" Robin asks, her tone poised somewhere between bewildered and worried. "Aside from the fact I don't even know if it's a guy or a gal, it's been… uh… weeks? A month? Maybe more, I'm not sure." "And you never told me a thing?!" she shouts, outraged. "I just did!" Robin smacks the back of her hand on his arm in an offended gesture. "That doesn't count and you know it!"

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(mockingbird au!) better things - platonic!hughes

request: quinn's gf treating the reader shitty

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the first time you met marianne, you tried to tell yourself she had a bad day. 

after all, it happens to everyone. you’ve had many yourself. days when you don’t want to talk to anyone, where you especially don’t have the energy to talk to someone new.

it was a universal experience.

there’d been a knock on your door that afternoon, followed by jack yelling, “i’ll get it!” you were washing the dishes, so it wasn’t like you were going to go get it anyways.

once you put the dishes away and dried your hands, you made your way to the door, trying to figure out what was taking jack so long. he was a bit of a chatterbox, and on more than one occasion, you had to pull him away from a scared looking deliveryman.

“jack, who’s here?” you asked.

“damn, y/n,” quinn clicked his teeth as he shook his head to himself. “and here i thought you’d recognize me before my own brother would.”

“quinn!” you laughed a little, hugging him. “oh my god, i completely forgot you’re in town! the game’s tomorrow, right?”

“yup,” he agreed.

“great, remind me to prepare myself for hearing ‘jack hughes’ brother’ on the broadcast all night,” you muttered to yourself.

jack laughed, while quinn merely rolled his eyes. 

“this is why you should watch the vancouver broadcasts,” he rapped his knuckles against your head.

you swatted his hand away as someone cleared their throat.

it was only then you noticed a pretty redhead standing behind quinn and looking a little… bored? it was hard to tell, she didn’t look very expressive.

“y/n, meet marianne!” quinn said, putting an arm around the girl. “anne, this is jack’s girlfriend, y/n.”

“hi, it’s nice to meet you!” you grinned, unsure if you should step up for a hug or handshake.

anne nodded in your direction, still looking vaguely bored by everything around her. you decided on neither form of greeting.

jack and quinn were deep in conversation, sending luke snaps and telling him to hurry and make his way over to your’s and jack’s apartment. the three boys would be staying at your place over the weekend.

the rest of the quinn and anne’s visit went by alright, as long as you didn’t count the fact that you and anne never spoke to each other, despite living in the same house for two days.

you stayed at home to watch the devils and canucks play each other, even inviting anne as a gesture of goodwill.

“um, no thanks,” was her simple response. “i’m meeting up with a few of my friends to go clubbing.”

you merely nodded to yourself, doing your absolute best to try and pretend her tone wasn’t rude, and that she was just tired.

a bad day can be a bad few days, right?

-

the second time you met her, things hadn’t gone any smoother.

this time, you and jack were visiting quinn in vancouver, staying over at his house for the visit. you weren’t even supposed to be there, but jack had convinced you to go along and surprise quinn.

luke had arrived at quinn’s apartment a few hours prior, leaving you and jack to go on an impromptu date around the city. 

you knocked on the door, stepping back and squeezing jack’s hand. you couldn’t wait to see the shocked expression on quinn’s face when he saw you guys together.

except, he didn’t open the door.

anne stood inside quinn’s apartment, narrowing her eyes at the sight of you. her gaze travelled towards jack, who she recognized immediately. 

“hey, jack, right?” she asked.

jack smiled, “the one and only. is my brother here?”

she nodded, giving you a onceover, before stepping back and allowing you guys inside the apartment.

“quinn! your other brother’s here!” she called, before heading towards one of the rooms.

you and jack shared a glance, before entering the apartment. you’d spent some time here occasionally, usually when jack was visiting vancouver on a road trip, but you didn’t remember the exact layout of this apartment.

quinn, who must’ve been eating lunch, shouted something in response, before making his way over.

“hey - oh my god, y/n!” he moved jack out of the way to give you a hug.

you laughed loudly, sticking your tongue out at jack who had crossed his arms and was pouting slightly.

“told you he loves me more,” you grinned.

this time around, you went to the stadium to watch the devils and canucks game, along with ellen and jim. anne joined you guys, but she didn’t seem very interested.

you wore a red devils jersey, sporting ‘hughes’ and the number 86 proudly on your back. hockey wasn’t a huge part of your life growing up, but after meeting jack, the sport grew on you. it was hard to date a hockey player and not be a hockey fan.

you watched the game intensely, cheering whenever one of the three hughes had the puck - but you were loudest when it was jack. nico scored near the end of the first period, leading to you and jim cheering and celebrating with one of your handshakes.

while ellen loved all three of her kids, her oldest had a special place in her heart. she couldn’t just cheer against his team.

“devils are winning this, ma,” you told her, laughing during the first intermission. jim had left you guys, with the promise of coming back after grabbing some food.  “i’m telling you, we’re getting a jack goal, maybe two, and then… i’m not sure, i feel like dawson’s gonna score one.”

ellen rolled her eyes, “keep dreaming honey. but anne and i know that quinn’s gonna win this one.”

you turned to anne, momentarily forgetting she was there. 

“what do you think, anne?” you asked, trying to appease your guilt-ridden conscience at forgetting her existence. “what’s the score gonna be?”

anne looked up from her phone, bored, “does it matter? it’s just a dumb game. i don’t even understand why you’re so interested. like honestly, i have better stuff to do. everyone should have better stuff to do.”

you blinked, slightly taken aback.

“excuse me?” ellen said to her, also put off by her words and tone.

“what?” anne looked up. “did i say something wrong?”

“you don’t have to be here, you know,” ellen told her. “in fact, if you’re not interested in the game, if you’re going to talk to my daughter like that, and if you ‘have better things to do’, go ahead and leave. no one’s stopping you.”

anne stared at ellen, at a loss for words.

“ma, it’s okay, really,” you said, trying to deescalate the situation. there were lots of people around, and you just didn’t want anyone to accidentally catch wind of the conversation. “let’s not do this right now. i’m sure we’re all just misunderstanding what’s going on.”

ellen huffed, crossing her arms and looking back at the ice. on the other side of you, anne did the same.

“okay, so i’ve got candy, hot dogs, and some pop. someone please take them from me before i drop them,” jim froze at the sight of the three of you, obviously catching the tension.

at your warning glance, he wisely remained silent.

the rest of the game was tense, but jack had scored two goals - he liked scoring against quinn - and the devils secured a win over the canucks. quinn had come away with two assists, but it just wasn’t enough in the end.

the tension remained, even after the game, but no one brought it up. not until months later, when you sat around the fire at the lake house.

-

“okay, but that move i pulled on you was still better than your goal,” quinn was saying to jack.

“no, no, no,” jack argued. “the goal was so much better.”

you, ellen, jim, and luke watched the two older boys argue, laughing amongst yourselves.

“hey, after the game, why were you all so tense and awkward?” luke turned to you suddenly.

jim shrugged, “i was just following what the rest of them were doing.”

ellen’s smile had turned sour, but you understood. you didn’t like thinking about that day very much either.

you waved it off, “you remember quinn’s girlfriend, anne?”

“oh, the redhead?”

“yup,” you nodded. “anyways, she was just being a little rude-”

“y/n, don’t sugarcoat her actions,” ellen shook her head. “y/n and i were having a conversation about the game while jim went to go get us some food. y/n tried to be nice and include anne in the conversation, but anne was rude and i didn’t like it, so i told her off. when someone’s being nice to you, you can’t just say stuff like that. i didn’t like her.”

luke laughed, “me neither, honestly. i don’t know why… something about her attitude just rubbed me wrong.”

“okay, okay, enough,” ellen said. “i don’t want to talk about her anymore.” she yawned, “on second thought, i don’t want to talk at all anymore. g’night guys.”

jim sighed, collecting the smore’s sticks and following his wife inside. you and luke watched jack and quinn argue, laughing whenever the other made a comment that didn’t make sense.

you were so tired, you didn’t even realize when you fell asleep.

-

jack smiled down at you, using his your hoodie as a blanket to cover yourself as you slept.

“i don’t care if you guys have been together for years,” luke muttered as he walked by, “staring like that is still weird.”

“wait until you get a girlfriend,” jack muttered, rolling his eyes at his younger brother.

he leaned down, lifting you up off the chair and into his arms bridal style. your eyes fluttered, but at the sound of jack’s soft voice, you nestled comfortably in his arms and fell back asleep.

luke and quinn waved at him as he carried you down the hall and to bed.

“i keep forgetting to ask,” luke turned to his oldest brother suddenly. “what happened to anne? why’d you guys break up?”

quinn shrugged to himself, “after the last devils and canucks game, she said she didn’t like y/n very much, and she didn’t like how mom talked to her or something. and obviously, mom’s not going to be rude unless she was rude first. i told her that, she got mad and said i can’t talk to y/n anymore. i said we can’t be together if she doesn’t like y/n or mom because those are two of the most important females in my life. if she doesn’t like my mom or my sister, how’re we supposed to go on?”

“so you broke it off?” luke asked.

“so i broke it off,” quinn agreed.

luke nodded, as if the explanation made sense.

you were a part of the boys’ lives, a huge part. there was no way they would compromise when it came to you. there was no better thing than the relationship they had with you.

[jake-g-lockley]

Happy Birthday, Loves (Moon Knight x reader) | MK Birthday Special

Masterlist | Spotify Playlist | Want to be Tagged?

Warnings: Marc being a worried lil babe :(, mentions of the boys’ past, nothing else all FLUFF 

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY FAVORITE, LOVELY, ANGEL BOYS <3 AND HAPPY BIRTHDAY OSCAR, thank you for bringing my babies to life :)). Moon Knight will always be my favorite superhero and I’ll love my boys till my last breath. p.s. We following the MCU timeline in this so it means that this is set in 2024 :3

Word count: 1.9k 

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Marc was worried. 

He had been pacing back and forth for a few minutes now as Steven and Jake watched nervously from a nearby mirror. He had nearly gnawed his whole thumb off from the constant nibbling. His mind had been racing, minutely nitpicking at all he has done over the past few days, searching for errors. Marc was sure he had been perfect, keeping all his laundry in one place, cleaning the dishes, taking out the trash and all in all, being a good boyfriend. 

“You didn’t do anything wrong Marc, we’ve been through this.” Steven reassured him, although he himself was not too sure, from the way you had been acting all week, distant and quiet.

You have been everything to them, their entire world. Their lives revolved around you, since the day you waltzed into their lives, all smiles and joy. You were their lucky charm, as Jake would usually say and he would rub you down like you were a rabbit's foot until you would giggle and squeal, trying to get away from his grasp. The three of them loved you in their own special way and they’ve all come to terms with the way they felt for you a long time ago, figuring out that it was best to cave and be loved the way you loved them.

Surprisingly, Marc was the one to cave first, followed by Steven and Jake. He had rejected affection for many years of his life, turning down any form of love he was given, once even from a dog.The truth was that he guarded his heart a little too much, afraid to let loose. But when you came along, he found it easy to love, relaxing in the idea that you would not hurt him the way others did throughout his life, so he handed you his heart and watched as you mended it with your own love.

But here he was, pondering whether he should take his heart back, after how you had been behaving for the past few days. You hadn’t called as much, saying that you were busy at work and busy working on a project that had been assigned to you. You were busy before too, but you’d always find the time to call, or even just text, a small little message to let them know that you were okay and that you love them. You hadn’t come to their flat, choosing to go home after your day of work. 

Marc decided that he was going to cave and call you, although Steven and Jake did object at first, saying that you would be busy, but they craved to hear your voice, to hear you say that it was all okay. Steven decided that they could use a little detour to distract you from the main reason why they were calling.

“Heya, love! Happy International Women’s Day!” Steven chimed and you couldn’t help but smile as you wiped icing away from the corner of the cake’s plate. 

“Hi, baby! Thank you.” 

“So, whatchu doing?” Steven cleared his throat and said, making you smirk, knowing he was stalling. 

“Oh, you know, just working, you?” you licked the icing off your finger admiring your handy work before you.

“Just, umm, reading, at home. Listen, darling, we haven’t seen you for a while, is everything alright?” Steven rushed through his words and both Jake and Marc facepalmed in the mirror.

There it was, the question you had been dreading. 

When it came to keeping secrets, you were the worst person on the planet. It would keep you up all night, squeezing your brain and threatening to spill out of your mouth. This time, you were determined to not let it get the best of you. 

A few weeks earlier, you saw Marc’s passport lying on the kitchen counter. You sneakily wanted to take a peak, just to make fun of Marc’s passport photo, with the knowledge that no one looked good in their passport picture. You were spectacularly proven wrong, as Marc managed to look like a male model again, his chiseled jaw and cheekbones somehow popping through his passport. 

But something else caught your eye, something that you hadn’t dared ask the boys in the few months you had been dating them. His date of birth read 9th March 1987, which would mean that he and the boys would be turning 37 in a few weeks. You panicked, slamming the passport close and  hiding the information in your brain, before silently planning what you could do for their birthday. 

You knew Marc was a little sensitive when it comes to details about his personal life. Unfortunately for him, you were now his personal life, and you decided that you were going to make the whole event as comfortable as possible for your boys. But it only made you overthink and you were nervous, choosing to distance yourself from the boys, hoping that they wouldn’t notice. A pang of guilt grumbled at the pit of your stomach at Steven’s tone and you were so relieved that this was finally going to be over. 

“Yeah, everything is great. Hey, wanna come over to my place today, you know, unless you boys have your own plans.” you quickly asked before you could change your mind.

This perked them all up instantly.

“Sure! I mean, we don’t have any plans, darling, we’ll be there!” Steven said quickly, saying his byes and cutting the call. 

“See, told you it's all fine.” Steven nervously chuckled, running a hand through his curls.

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Jake knocked on the front door, sniffing the bouquet of flowers in his hand that he picked up from a florist not too far away. You opened the door instantly, a huge smile on your face and a greeting on your lips. Jake handed you the bouquet and swept you off your feet making you giggle as he peppered your face with kisses. 

“Has my beautiful princesa been working a little too hard?” Jake frowned, cradling you close as you tucked your face into his neck. 

You enjoyed Jake’s coddling. It really made you feel like you were his princess and you knew sometimes he was doing it to show that he was the better of the three but you knew better than to pick favorites. Now he was just doing it because he missed you, missed the way you would say his name in a sing-song pattern whenever you’d see him and shower him with your kindness, a kindness he long wanted. 

“Mhmm, I’m so tired, Jake.” you fake a yawn that was pretty convincing as you arched your back and pushed yourself against Jake, making him look at you with hooded eyes. 

Without putting you down, Jake unwrapped the bouquet and placed the flowers in a vase, filling it with water and setting it onto the table. He then walked you straight to your bed, gently placing you down, removing his jacket and shirt before lying down next to you. You cuddled close, relishing in the feeling of your boyfriend beside you after so long. Soon, you could feel a change in the man’s grip, realizing that it was now Marc beside you.

“Hi, baby,” you said with a smile, kissing Marc’s nose as his eyes fluttered close. 

He pulled you closer and you hooked a leg over his hips as he slowly kneaded your hip. 

“I’ve missed you.” you slurred, genuinely feeling sleepy from the comfort they were bringing you. 

“Missed you too, angel.” he whispered, kissing your forehead. 

The last thing you remembered was Steven softly singing you a song before you let go of yourself and melted against you boys, succumbing to sleep.

☾ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

“Pst, Marc, Steven, Jake, wake up, my loves.” you whispered, poking your sleeping boyfriends’ cheek.

They were cute like this, snoring away with their limbs all over the place, at peace with their emotions. You almost didn’t want to wake them up, your heart pounding as you watch the soft rise and fall of their chest. The body stirred a little so you quickly flicked the lighter open and lit the three candles, poking their cheek once more. Soft, sleepy brown eyes met yours and you could see Marc, his confused face making you giggle as you held the cake in front of him. You could hear the clock strike midnight as realization dawned on Marc’s face.

“Happy birthday, my loves.” you whispered and Marc stared at you as if you had grown horns.

It was completely silent for a while, except for the soft crackle of fire and the sounds of traffic from below. 

“You remembered?” Marc asked softly, his eyes filling up with tears.

No one had celebrated his birthday since he was nine. It reminded him of his heartbreak, his grief and most of all, the loss of his mother’s love. A scar on his tummy was  the last gift his mother ever gave him on that last birthday and looking at it reminded him that he shouldn’t be a person, that his existence was completely worthless. But now he looked at you, the candles casting a soft glow on your beautiful face and he couldn’t help but feel forgiven. You reached out and wiped his tears without a question, without a look of pity on your face as you handed him the plastic knife. 

“Marc, you, Steven and Jake have been everything to me. I love all three of you with all my heart and you have no idea how special you three are to me. My beautiful boys, my days would be sad without you and my nights would be pitch darkness, nothing more than a blanket of stars to coax me to sleep. I love all three of you and you boys deserve to have the best day ever.” you whispered as tears flowed down Marc’s face.

“You didn’t have to do anything…” Marc sniffed.

“But I wanted to.” you said firmly, nodding towards the cake. “Make a wish, my love.”

Steven and Jake were wide awake now too, internally sobbing at your gesture of love and wishing the same thing that Marc wanted, to spend the rest of their days with you. Marc gently blew out the candles and kissed your forehead, looking down to admire your cake. 

“Did you make this?” Marc whispered, his eyes tracing the intricately piped letters that spelled out “Happy Birthday MS, SG AND JL.”

“Yea, I had to abbreviate, your names’ wouldn’t fit.” you frowned at the cake, wondering how you hadn’t just thrown the icing bag across the room in a fit of rage when you couldn’t fit their names on the cake. 

“It's beautiful.” Marc’s small smile was enough to calm you down and you curled a finger under his chin and brought his lips to yours, gently kissing him. 

Marc cuts the cake and feeds you a piece and groans at how good it tastes when he takes a bite himself. 

“Shit, baby, you outdid yourself.” Marc set the cake aside and pulled you into a hug. 

“Do we get 37 kisses for being your boys?” Steven whispers and you smile.

“Hmm, let me do the math, there’s three of you, so 37 times three is 111, so I think one hundred and eleven kisses should seal the deal.” you said, counting with your fingers. 

Suddenly you were pinned down and you squinted up to see Jake looming over you with a small smirk on his face.

“I think it's time to start paying up, princesa, the day only has 24 hours.” you giggled, pulling him down for the first kiss of a hundred and eleven. 

“Happy birthday, sweethearts.” you say between kisses, satisfied that your plan worked just right. 

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Thank you @blackberrysummerblog for the tag! It's Sunday and oh boy do I have a lot to share! The kids are back in school and my hyperfixation has landed on drawing; I was up well past midnight every night this week.

CORB concept claiming has started and there are so many stellar concepts! I'm constantly blown away by the creativity in this fandom! While I wait to find out who my partner is, I'm plugging away at artwork for chapter 3 of Time Will Lie Down & Be Still. If you've read @blackberrysummerblog's post today, you'll have been introduced to Jeremy. I've become deeply invested in him and once I heard the idea, I knew I had to draw him.

My penchant for tiny details is alive and well. I sometimes think I enjoy making backgrounds more than drawing people. Bringing a space to life with little bits and Easter eggs here and there is something I find so deeply satisfying!

Side note: the dragon figurine is a nod to Paperback Writer, a big time comfort read of mine. In the fic, it's a figurine Baz keeps because he chucked at Simon's head

There's also a little project I'm working on for funsies. I really love Simon's expression in this and this is the nicest hair I've ever drawn!

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