#the way my jaw dropped when i saw this ask

[jesuistrestriste]

Art having a crush on Patricks gf (painfully obviously) so Patrick asks her to cuck him w art ♡

what the hell i totally never saw this…..

but god yess. and art’s more than willing to fuck your pretty body while his best friend watches from the corner of the room ! as long as he gets to push his cock into you, he’ll do just about anything to get there :D

at least, that’s what he thinks he feels until he’s actually in your + pat’s bedroom and his friend’s dark eyes are locked onto him as he stands next to the side of the bed.

he’s got that stupid smirk on his face, and one of his calloused hands is gliding right over art’s lower back; right over the dimples that come before his soft ass. it makes art shiver, and he can’t tell if it’s in a good way or a ‘what the fuck is going on’ way. maybe a bit of both. or maybe it’s the shot of raspberry vodka that he took to loosen up before all of this.

“c’mon man, just give it to her,” pat says to him, “you’ve been pining like a fuckin’ loser for so long, and she’s already wet.”

before art can really form a protest, pat’s hand is pushing his lower body forward and his cock is then enveloped in the tight warmth of your cunt. you moan, your body clenching around his length.

“fuck!” art barks out, his jaw slacking and his legs trembling immediately afterwards.

his bestfriend just laughs lowly, shaking his head, “don’t be a quickshot now, artie… not when she’s treating you so well… feel her pussy squeezin’ you? god, she’s always so good..”

art’s eyes are rolling back, his body starting to rock into the back of yours instinctively as he seeks his release. his hands find your hips and he whimpers when he bounces you against his pelvis.

“good boy, art,” you gasp, nodding, “fuck me harder— ah!— give my boyfriend something worth watching..”

while art’s hips speed up to hump you greedily from behind, patrick steps back as his eyelids start to droop and he can’t help but shove his hand down into his shorts to pull out his dick; spitting into his palm before bringing it back down to stroke wetly and quickly over his twitching inches.

“oh god, oh fuck, oh god—“ art’s whining, his thrusts growing sloppy, “can’t-… shit-! i’m cl— cumming, i’m cumming—“

the whole room suddenly feels like it’s shaking under the weight of all three of your abruptly pulled orgasms, moans and cries and squeals echoing out. art’s slamming into your hole and curling over your back as he convulses, you’re shuddering and falling face-down into the sheets as you squirt and wring him of every drop he’s got, and patrick’s gnawing on his bottom lip as he groans and covers his fingers in a slimy mess of white.

definitely a good time, but art is beyond embarrassed afterwards..

patrick and you, on the other hand, want round two.

[quilly72]

One thing was for sure you loved the new pill your girlfriend was on, she just switched to it today and already her mood had spiked. As soon as you got home she dragged you upstairs and gave you a moment you will never forget

Now you scurried back downstairs as you finished getting all nice and tidy it wasnt often you both were in the mood anymore so you had to make sure to take advantage of every moment even if that moment was right before her parents were about to come over for dinner.

You could hear Taylor from down in the kitchen struggling to find the clothes you had so haphazardly thrown across the room earlier. She was still moaning and trying to catch her breath from what you could hear as she started to make her way down the stairs. You started to plate the table as you heard a scream come from the entryway staircase. "Oh my Gooodd what is happening Ooo. Ooo. Oooohhh FUCK."

She moaned and groaned as you heard her shaky breaths drag in and out. You couldn't help but stare waiting for her to turn the corner and admire her.

You continued to finish up the table as you saw her finally rounding the corner a look of concern on her face. Then you finally saw what the look was for. Two reasons actually.

"They weren't that big 5 mins ago" You stammered as you looked at Taylor's considerably larger chest. "I don't know either " she shrugged I was just coming down the stairs and they just came in. Like they grew"

You stared at her as you drew closer her former shirt now appeared more like a crop top as her tits dragged it up.

You heard a knock on the door as your eyes widened with hers "ummm okay roll your skirt up so they don't see your midriff and uhh maybe they won't notice the new developments you have.

"They've known me for 20 years and you don't think they will notice my new boobs"

I don't know what else to do Taylor just try to cover them up I guess.

With that you made your way to the door and invited her parents inside. The usual conversations and pleasantries happening. Shake a hand shake another hand. Smile pretend to like her dress. Usher them inside. Usher them inside again. Pretend to laugh at insanely bad joke.

You led them to the kitchen and luckily for you Taylor had managed to find a crop top jacket to drape herself with. It definitely made it less noticeable but a quick glance from her mother definitely let everyone know that she recognized them.

You quickly sat everyone down and helped dish up supper when she asked.

"So Taylor you guys have any news for us anything exciting"

Taylor batted it down as you couldnt help but notice her new tits stretching her shirt. You could also tell she wasn't used to her new size as she kept bumping into the table or into the serving bowls and plates. You also couldn't help but notice her face starting to contort and her breathing picking up. Her voice quivering a little as she started to clench the table cloth in her hand.

"Taylor are you okay" you whispered as she tried to nod. Her eyes clenching shut as she started to moan through gritted teeth. Her body swayed back and forth as you all watched her hit her high her jaw dropping as she let out deep breaths of relief. If Taylor's orgasm In front of everyone wasnt embarrasing enough her sudden change in center of gravity was. It was almost instantaneous as you all watched her chest engorged outwards. Her body growling as it stretched out

What the fuck was that Taylor" Her mom piped up first everyone staring at her obviously larger chest. It was impossible not to notice her shoulders reddened from the bra straps digging in. Her white shirt barely covered her tits as it lifted off her body. You weren't even sure they made a cup size for how large she was now.

"Uhmm I'm so sorry I don't know what's happening its just they got bigger before you came and now they are huge and ohh gosh...fuck I think it's happeninnng.." Taylor stammered as her eyes clenched shut Her breathing picking up and getting higher in pitch by the breath. You tried to comfort her but it was useless as her eyes started to roll back. Her muscles tensing as she felt the pressure build up wave after wave. Her face twinged with pleasure as she climaxed again. You got up from your seat as her body surged out in waves of growth.

Taylor let out a scream as her body spasmed her legs slid out from under her across the table kicking her mother's chair as her parents struggled to get up. You watched as her back started to coil up higher Into the air. Raising inch by inch as she groaned and gasped for air. Her eyes widening as her body continued to reach new heights of ecstacy. Her chair groaned under her expanding ass as you noticed her skirt that formerly met her knees was now stretched barely covering her thighs and butt threatening to burst in half.

"Taylor stop this ,this Instant" Her mother cried as they pulled across the kitchen

She merely only contorted her face as her body braced and twinged with energy.

"What..do you..think..I'm trying..To DoooOOoo."

Another surge sent Taylor flying up and flailing backwards. Her chair snapping as her knees hit the bottom of the table. Her necklace now choker snapped off her neck into a array of flying jewelry. Her shoes bursting off of her As her shirt and skirt tore off her expanding body. You had to dodge as she failed backwards. Her body slamming the ground as you watched her grow against the ground. She was massive. Easily 8 9 ft tall. Her breasts the size of basketballs.

You didn't stay to watch as she started to orgasm again. Her body surging foot after foot now. Her cries growing in pitch and speed as her body rose up higher and higher. Her feet knocking the table off its legs her body scattering broken fragments of wood across the ground. You gathered her parents as you watched Taylor's head press against the kitchen island. The wood groaning as her head braced and tried to dislodge it. Her feet and legs quickly sliding the length of the dining room.

"Time to go I don't think it's stopping" you muttered

Taylor tried to stop you in her fear but her massive body was too big too control. Her movements stunted especially as she orgasmed again and again. Twitching and losing control of her muscles again and again.

You ran for the front door as you heard Taylor behind scream and holler. The sound of wood snapping as you figured the kitchen island finally gave way. You looked back as you ushered her parents out the door to see taylor bare legs tremble or from the kitchen her knees shaking and buckling as they stretched onto the living room.

Gathering your senses you ran out into the driveway as on the inside you heard the furniture and walls start to give away. A crack there a thunder there. The sound of glass blowing out as Taylor's screams of ecstacy grew. You backed up to the street as the house shook. Suddenly a giant drop being heard as her arm came tearing out the side of the house crumbling your fence to the ground. Another tear and two legs burst down the other end and into your neighbors yard. You watched in terror as her head bobbed up thru the attic roof as she finally came down from her high.. the house crumbling around her as she gave off an awkward smile.

Sorry mom. As she covered herself up with the wreckage of your old house.

[umathurwin]

you're the treasure, dive down deeper still

jj maybank x f!reader; nsfw 18+

Summary: Y/N just wants one evening to herself in a bar, alone. Is that so much to ask?

Well, for JJ, it is.

tags, warnings, and more on ao3!

“Come here often?”

She cringed. It wasn’t like she didn’t expect people to talk to her; it’s a Kook bar, and most of them were massive extroverts, but she still wasn’t in the mood to make any conversation. Y/N pasted on the not-very-apologetic “sorry, not interested” look on her face before turning and replacing it immediately with a grimace when she saw the messy blonde hair. “Ugh, go away.”

JJ’s mouth dropped open in fake-shock, slapping a palm to the buttons on his vest—clearly part of some uniform. “Now now, Elsa. Why the cold shoulder?”

“That’s not even a good joke,” Y/N wrinkled her nose and took a sip from her drink. “How do you manage to work at every well-off establishment on this freakin’ island?”

“Labor shortage.”

“What do you want?” she asked monotonously.

“To talk to you.” JJ set an arm to casually lean onto the counter, and acted like his hand didn’t slip a little on the varnished oak surface.

“Are you even allowed to be talking to me?” she asked, glancing over to see if any management was monitoring this boldly lazy employee. They were not.

“Of course I am. In fact, right now, I’m telling you all about the special drinks we have tonight,” JJ winked, waving his arms to give mock-recommendations.

“I don’t drink.” JJ’s eyes flickered down to the sweating drink sitting in front of her. “It’s Diet Coke, smartass.”

He snorted. “Didn’t even say anything, princess,” he muttered, rubbing his jaw like he’d been punched.

Y/N’s back stiffened. “Don’t call me that.” She turned away from him in the hopes that he wouldn’t catch the apples of her cheeks heating up.

“Why?” he cooed, tilting his head cheerlessly. “You’ve liked it before.”

“Stop.”

“And you kind of are one. I mean, your father owns half the boardwalk. Dontcha sometimes feel like royalty in this little town? Guess that makes me your court jester.”

“Don’t talk about my dad.”

“Mm, sensitive topic? Is that why you’re so nervous that I’m chatting with you? You think I’m gonna mess up that sweet reputation you have if word gets out you’ve been getting fucked by a Pogue?”

“JJ—!”

“Or are you that flustered because you’re thinking about the last time we were together?”

“Please, d—”

“’Cause if that’s the reason, I honestly don’t blame you. I think about it, too. Have you ever cum that hard before in your life?”

“Why are you doing this?” she asked, now just burying her face in her hands because it was definitely bright red by now. “Don’t you have some Cameron clan member to piss off?”

“Not ‘til 10,” he shrugged. “Until then, I’ll be here, taking empty glasses from rich people, replacing them with full ones, and whispering things in your ears that’ll make you cross your legs.”

“And what if I leave?”

He sighed, finally taking his weight off the counter and stepping away from her. “That’s the funny thing, doll. You always come back.”

***

JJ had to hold onto the headrest of the driver’s seat to keep himself stable while rocking his hips. A bead of sweat dropped off his forehead and plopped down onto Y/N’s body, but she was far too preoccupied to notice or care.

“Didn’t have to prove me right so soon, baby,” he teased, relishing the way her back arched up into him to increase their contact. “We didn’t even leave the parking lot.”

She whined. “Be nice.”

He bottomed out, leaning down to hungrily kiss her. “I think I’m bein’ real nice to you right now, sweetheart.”

Y/N gasped at his cock pressing against that one spot, digging her fingernails into the flesh on his back. “You’re gonna—fuck—get in trouble,” she whined, hand reaching up and streaking down the fogged window. His brain melted; as cliché as it was, it’s fucking hot.

She was unfortunately right, and if he isn’t careful getting back inside for his shift, she was gonna really be right. “Don’t care,” he gritted out anyways. “I’ll lose a thousand jobs for a chance to get this pussy.”

“M’gonna cum,” she admitted, and he could honestly tell. Her walls pulsed around him, threatening to release at any minute.

“Mm, really?” he purred, forehead dropping down. “M’little princess is gonna cum all over my cock? So good for me, and what did I do to deserve this?”

“Fucked me right,” she choked out in between thrusts, and boy, if that didn’t stroke his ego.

“Oh yeah? Like this?” JJ picked up his pace just a bit, slamming his hips against hers even harder, resulting in a delicious noise echoing around the cab of his truck.

In return, her eyes flew back and her entire body shuddered, her pussy clenching down around his cock and becoming suddenly so much wetter. He didn’t stand a fucking chance, and came with a shameless moan shortly after.

Redressing was the worst fucking part, for both of them. It was silent, and tense, two things JJ refused to subject himself to.

“Same time next week?” he joked, chest fluttering slightly and eyes darting around conspicuously. He always made some form of joke to cut the thick air between them (which she enjoyed, unbeknownst to him), but never anything about meeting again. It was supposed to stop happening, anyways.

Y/N sniffled after tugging her dress and heels back on. “S’exactly my problem, isn’t it? You know I’ll always be back.”

JJ forced a smile that lasted until she ambled out of the car and slammed the door behind her, leaving him alone in a steamy ass truck cab.

[joaosnovia]

4th times the charm (atp i’m js saying anything) gavi gets transported to morocco for a game, BUT while he’s there thru the shops he sees this BEAUTIFUL moroccan princess and they fall in love 😻🙏

❦ - stadium lights in casablancan nights

summary: gavi is called for international duty against morocco and finds love in the stands.

warnings: none!! however there’s a slight plot chance that was dmed to me afterwards xx

writers note: i love this idea and don’t ‘4th times the charm’ me mate your last 3 requests were diabolical?? who would read culpa mia but w gavi and snow white but gavis the princess?? 😭😭 also did someone say overwriting 😱

word count: 2k

The overwhelming roar of the crowd in Casablanca’s Mohammed V Stadium was quite deafening, but that made gavis pulse raise even more. His heart raced not because of nerves, but for the fact that he wants to prove himself. Back in the world cup 2022 he scored a goal against costa rica that showed that he wasn’t just another kid from la masia, he was truly a star. However, a few matches later his first world cup dream came to a crash. Round of 16 vs morocco.

As the anthems faded to an end and the refs whistle blew, he jogged into place and let the game get into its usual rhythm, clear chances, passes, tackles and fouls. And there it was. a goal! Perfect goal may i add by lamine yamal. The stadium erupted into cheers as gavi made his way to the corner flag to celebrate with his teammate, not only internationally but from his club that’s always been by his side.

However, this wasn’t just a normal celebration, something pulled his gaze upwards, and that’s when he saw it, her. Throughout the wave of opposing fans, one face stood out to him, a gorgeous girl, hands gripping the railing with her jaw dropped. It was obvious she wasn’t cheering for spain though, her kit and flag proved that inference. Yet her gaze found his, holding it for longer than it should’ve.

Eventually, half time pulled around as gavi made his way to the locker room. But that didn’t stop him from looking for her though. She hadn’t moved from that spot, instead she was stood up, laughing with her friends leaning against that very same railing, but her focus wasn’t on her friends. Her gaze was on the pitch, as if she was looking for something, making gavi wonder if it’s him that she’s looking for.

Pedri, who was standing right next to him, nudged him and said, ‘Focus hermano, she’s way out of your league.’, in a teasing tone, making gavi smirk but no response came out of him. He knew this wasn’t the last time their paths would cross.

The final whistle blew, the score ending in a 2-1 narrow victory to Spain, with players exchanging handshakes and shirts. Even though they had a successful match, that didn’t shift his mind from the mystery girl, his eyes shifting to her every couple of minutes.

After plucking up the courage to approach her, he noticed her still laughing with her friends, her smile lighting him up.

Without giving it a second thought, he jumped over the barrier, passing security and approached her. Some may call him cocky for the confidence but she noticed and found it amusing that he tried to get her attention. Although security refused to let him get any closer, he ushered her to come closer, and she complied, with her friends teasing her.

‘Hola, did you enjoy the match?’, he asked in almost a whisper to avoid attention from others.

She tilted her head, and her lips formed into a smile, laughing to herself and replied with, ‘Even though Spain won? I guess so’ she said in a playful tone, with her soft accent coming out.

They exchanged names however it caught Gavi off guard.

‘Wait you don’t know my name?’ asked Gavi in an almost concerned tone.

‘No, I know your name.. I just wanted to hear you say it.’ she said, her soft smile widening.

‘Gavi’ he said, chuckling, in a quiet voice.

Her friends called her from behind and she glanced back, reluctant to leave. ‘Looks like I have to go..’ she said.

‘Wait.’ Gavi said quickly, removing his shirt, and handed it to her, the faint smell of grass clinging to it. ‘Something to remember this match by.’

She took the shirt, her fingers brushing his for a small second, ‘Gracias, Gavira.’ she said, making his heart race.

There was one thing he knew for certain, he had to see her again.

The next few days in Casablanca was an absolute blur for him, media videos, training sessions and team meeting, but she couldn’t get out of his mind. Her smile, her laugh and how her gaze lasted for longer than even she wanted it to.

That’s when he realised, it wasn’t the match, it was her.

After hours of practice, the team had some downtime before their flight back to Madrid. Gavi found himself roaming the streets with Pedri, just so he didn’t seem like a loner.

‘So you’re really attached to this girl, hermano?’, asked Pedri almost with genuine concern.

Gavi sighed and yet again, didn’t have a reply for that and continued walking.

That’s when he saw her, for the second time, except she was alone in a small cafe.

He hesitated for a moment, Pedri staying outside, as Gavi made his way over.

‘Mind if i join?’ he asked, grabbing a chair from a nearby table.

She looked up, surprised as a smile was spread across her face. ‘Gavi’ she said ‘How come you’re not with your team?’

‘I mean, I was..’ he said, taking a seat opposite her. ‘But I figured i’d explore some more. Seems like I found the right place’

She raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. ‘So you spend your free time chasing random girls that you see during matches?’

He smirked, leaning back into the chair, ‘Only the interesting ones.’

She laughed softly, her fingers absentmindedly tracing the edges of her teacup. ‘Not sure if that’s flattering or too forward’

Gavi’s smile softened, ‘A bit of both, cariño.’

‘Well i’ve seen you play, you’re good. But i’m sure you know that by now.’

He chuckled, ‘I don’t need compliments, but i’ll take them’

She smiled again, ‘So what’s a footballer like you doing in this small cafe in Casablanca?’

He looked out the window for a second, and then back at her, ‘I guess i’m looking for things that matter besides football’

Her gaze softened, ‘And have you found that yet?’

‘I’m getting closer.’ he paused, ‘Listen, I don’t know how long i’m gonna be here, but I want to see you again’

Unsure of how to really respond to that, she said ‘Maybe. If you’re lucky.’ in a mysterious tone.

And that’s when he knew he wouldn’t be leaving this city any time soon.

Due to the weather in Spain, their trip extended a few more days, but she didn’t need to know that.

On the last night of their stay, Gavi slipped away from the hotel and didn’t tell anyone, not even Pedri that he was going back to that very same cafe.

The night air was cooler than he expected but the night life still stayed active.

It wasn’t that long until he saw the cafe again, although it was late, it was still open and a few people were still in there.

He hesitated for a moment before entering again and the owner looked up at him and said,

‘Gavi, right? You’re here for someone I figured, and if so you’re in the right place, habibi.’

Gavi, uncertain by her words, followed her over to the table, where he saw here for the third time.

He sat opposite her, letting his eyes linger on her for a second before she broke the silence.

‘Gavi, I thought you wouldn’t turn up.’, she said, following with the familiar smile that Gavi loved.

‘I couldn’t stay away.’ he replied

And to that she chuckled and said, ‘You’re a lot more complicated than i thought Pablo.’

He grinned, trying to hide his emotions, leaning back into his chair, ‘I’ve been told.’

She stood up and said, ‘Listen Gavi, it’s getting late, I need to get going, and you should too.’

‘Wait,’ Gavi said ‘Can you please see me play again.’, he asked in an almost pleading tone.

She looked back, with an unreadable expression and said, ‘And you think i’ll say yes?’

‘I was hoping that you’ll surprise me.’

‘Maybe.’

And with that, she left.

A few weeks passed by, and the memory of you lingered in his brain. He hadn’t seen her since that night in the cafe, but your time together was the only thing on his mind.

Now he was in the Montjuïc, at a home game for laliga, as the stadium was packed with culers from all over the world as usual. But this match felt different.

As the game kicked off, Gavi instantly fell into the usual match rhythm yet his thought remained on her.

There was a small pause in play, as he re adjusted his socks, someone caught his eye. It was her.

There she was, in the VIP section, her barca scarf tucked around her shoulders.

He froze for a second, his heart hammering in his chest. She was no longer a memory, she was there in real time. Eventually, he snapped back into focus.

The scoreline was 1-1 and he knew that he needed to be the change that he wanted to see, so he took a risk and shot it in the direction of the net, bracing himself for the result. And there it was, a goal to put barca in the lead.

Pablo sprinted to the corner to celebrate and he looked up to see her in the stands with her hands over her mouth in shock. Then she smiled, her face full of pride. He noticed that, and made a small gesture, pointing towards her.

After the match was over, he saw her waiting with security by the players exit.

‘You made that goal look easy’ she said, her voice with a teasing tilt.

Before he could answer that, he had a question in his head.

‘You came all this way, why?’ He said, his eyes searching for hers.

‘I wanted to see if you’d keep your promise’

‘And did I?’

‘Yes.’ she replied with a subtle smile.

It had gotten to the point where they finally exchanged numbers, making his heart flutter.

The next laliga match was against sociedad which was quite a big match if you think about it. He had just completed his pre game superstitions until he received a message

‘i heard you’re not as bad as they say, wanna prove it? 😉’

He grinned, feeling a rush of excitement.

‘i thought i already did that’ he typed back.

‘okay, meet me at the cafe tomorrow.’

He arrived at the cafe as soon as the match was over and he was lost in thought. What were they? He knew they weren’t a fling but he didn’t know what to label it.

‘You’re early’ she said as she walked in.

‘Came as soon as the match ended’ he replied.

‘Okay Pablo, i’m gonna start off with why i asked you to come here. You’re the first guy who’s come into my life with a smile and a promise. But i’m not interested in that.’ she started.

He leaned in, ‘What’re you interested in then.’

‘Something real.’

‘So am I, and i’m not going anywhere.’

‘So prove it.’

And with those three words, the barrier between them was broken.

They went for a walk on the quiet streets of Barcelona, the night air brushing their faces. Neither of them spoke but the silence was enough for the both of them.

He turned to face her, ‘Listen. I don’t want you to go, just stay.’

She looked back at him and said, ‘Gavi.’

He didn’t let her continue because he felt like he already knew the answer to that and closed the gap between them.

Eventually, she found her way into extending her stay and renting an apartment in Barcelona to stay wiyh Gavi

Months past until they decided to make it official to the public, they both figured it out, the fame and distance.

One evening, they both sat on the balcony until he turned to face her.

‘So this is what i’ve been looking for. I’ve finally found what matters besides football.’ Gavi said.

She smiled back at him, realising that this is all she wanted too.

[mxnhoo]

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CAUTION this will contain spoilers from the actual fic, so if you haven't finished it, go read the actual fic first! (unless you don't mind being spoiled)

EXTRA NOTE lots of the scenes are actually inspired by specific song lyrics!

"Would it be a stress if I asked you to try again? I'll be patient I swear I'll even count to ten. One two three four five- fuck it."

✎ "Shut up! The countdown is starting!".

You choked out, not being ready to confess your very feelings.

"10.. 9.."

Fuck fuck fuck, you weren't ready!

"8.. 7.."

Fuck it. Fuck it!

"6.. 5.."

You didn't even have time to plan how you were going to say it!

Y'know what?

"4.. 3.." you chanted alongside with him, "Actually, y'know what? Fuck it! I like you!".

"In the midst of the crowds, in the shapes in the clouds, I don't see nobody but you."

✎ ..and as soon as he was about to call out for you, he heard it.

Your laugh.

He turned his head to the same direction and he spotted you. In his eyes, it was almost like a spotlight was shone directly at you from the way his eyes focused on you and you only. Ni-ki stared at you with his jaw dropped as he watched you laugh to another girl, the melody of your laugh sounding like music to his ears.

"No one's gotta know, just us and the moon 'til the sun starts waking"

✎ "Check this out," he finally spoke, breaking the silence between the two of you. He continued, "You mentioned once you wanted to see the ocean in the beach in the middle of the night..".

He cleared his throat, continuing further, "So here we are".

You remained silent, completely moonstruck by the view as you watched how the waves flowed, and hearing your silence, he was about to nag you for not thanking him until he saw your dazed look. He sighed, taking your dazed look as a 'thank-you', "You're welcome".

"You remembered," "What?" "You remembered that I said that.."

He smiled, "Why else would I bring you here?".

"Ooh, but this is all that I am. I only show you the best of me, the best of me."

✎ "Look, on a serious note, I feel like I'm not good enough for you, but I'll be better for you, I promise," he pulled away, holding your shoulders and grinning at you.

"I would love just to be stuck to your side, not with anybody else, anybody else. It's enough just to keep us occupied, please don't go."

✎ "Was I not the partner you wanted? Is that why you're like this?".

"Absolutely not!" you shot back immediately. "It's just.." you tried to find words to explain yourself without giving yourself away, "you look really ugly right now".

He scoffed, but instead of continuing the banter with him, he only sighed and patted your head, "There she is, welcome back".

You looked into his eyes and saw his soft gaze, causing your heart to skip a beat. You immediately frowned and sucked one side of your cheek, turning your body away from him. "You're so annoying".

"And you're weird as fuck. This is exactly why I 'shit-talked' you that day," he giggled.

"Hey! That was really mean!"

"How could my day be bad when I'm with you? You're the only one who makes me laugh, so how can my day be bad? When it's a day for you?"

✎ You were having lunch, laughing as per usual with the others when Ni-ki suddenly leaned into your ear and whispered, "I like you".

Your face immediately heats up and your chest tightens, your untensils dropping as you smack Ni-ki's chest for teasing you, "Shut up!".

He laughed at your reaction, finding you adorable as he leaned on your shoulder, "I love you, Y/N".

The others rolled their eyes and pretended to puke and gag, finding the whole lovey-dovey situation disgusting and you sighed, not being able to resist him.

"I love you too".

"You're driving me crazy but I like you! You're driving me crazy but I like you, oh! I don't like your eyes, nose, lips even your jokes, I like it, only me."

✎ He was rooted to his spot, completely in awe as his gaze was locked on you. You weren't even doing anything, you were just laughing, wearing your stupid black hoodie and being the dork you were, but it made his head spin.

If only you knew how you made him feel.

"Don't like anybody, tell me why it's different with you? Don't believe in love, but no one makes me feel like you do. I don't say it much 'cause I just always thought that you knew, oh. It's what you do to me, I'm wrapped around around your finger and I can't stop You know, I've got a soft spot for you."

✎ He sighed and leaned back on the bench. "Do you ever wonder why I haven't dated any of the girls you mentioned?".

"C'mon, if you're gunna reject me just directly say—" "Because I like you!"

Features of shock immediately took over your face, not believing what you were hearing. He.. liked.. you?

"I liked you the entire damn time! Even before we became close, okay?!" he ranted, his voice sounding desperate as he confessed to you.

"Remember that time I was 'shit-talking' you in the field?! Thankfully you missed out on the part where I said I liked you!" he continued, his anger spilling out.

"I was hanging with you and then I realised, I didn't think it was true - I was surprised when I found out I'd fallen for you."

✎ "From this, I feel like.."

You looked at him attentively, anticipating to his words.

"You like him. Love even," he broke the news and you shouted in shock, causing him to cover your mouth with his hands.

"No way! Me?! Loving that dork?! As if!" you denied, feeling your cheeks heat up as you grew more irritated for an unknown reason.

"You can believe what you wanna — but you definitely love him".

You pouted as your chest tightened, the weird feeling coming in again as you thought about him.

You? Loving Ni-ki?

I dunno...

Maybe.

"I'll leave my heart with your air, so let me fly with you. Will you be forever with me?"

✎ "What's so funny?! What, now are you rejecting me?!"

"Dork," you teased.

"What?" "You're a dork. A dork for me," you teased further and you watched as his face grew red.

"You never know how to shut your mouth!"

[sturnslutz]

headlock.

matt and missy reunite not in the best way. fuck i love loser!matt and player!reader. i hope this trips u guys out lol TW! self harm mentioning, going mental, brief mentioning of lacing, no action, mention of throwing up. please dont read if you are not comfortable! if this is horrible lmk

after the party, missy couldn't get matt out of her mind, it almost seemed like she made it all up.

he hadn't texted her at all, even 2 weeks after. she went to numerous parties, and "casually" looked for him, and she never spotted him. she had asked chris and nick if he was there, and they occasionally said yes, but he always slipped away before you saw him.

after a bit, you distracted your mind with other guys. that's what you were known for, obviously.

but, none of them were like matt.

his mysterious presence, how he made you feel so comforted, and how he didn't shame you for your actions. sure, you were surrounded by a couple people who didn't outright ridicule you, but you knew deep down they resented you.

you hadn't got his number, and haven't seen him at all. almost like he vanished completely. you knew he didn't because of the numerous times you asked nick, and his suspicions grew about you day by day. he knew you didn't act like this for other men, so why his brother?

he promised you, that you guys would hangout. just to smoke, talk, whatever. maybe a fuck is really what he wanted and when you mentioned not to do it, it scared him away.

your mind raced everyday with questions, causing you to disassociate yourself from your daily life. no one has ever saw you like this. it got so bad, you started throwing up from anxiety.

what the hell is going on.

you didn't understand anything, at all. that's why you're ranting. in your journal. in your mind. in your skin. in your blood.

did he forget about her? did he lead her on? did he hypnotize her? did he lace her and she hasn't gotten better?

what. is. going. on.

you were going i. n. s a . ne.

then.

you saw him.

he was so, casual. so, normal.

"matt!" you said, running over to him, drenched in the rain.

he looked over at you, eyes open wide noticing your condition. you were high out of your mind, how did you get like this?

he grabs you as you hug him, rubbing your back while walking you under the roof, it was pouring after all.

"what the fuck? a-are you okay?" she shakes her head no. "cmon, let's get you to my place." he picks you up as you sob into his neck, and speed walks to his dorm.

he knocks rapidly on the wooden door. "nate open the fuck up!" he yells, banging on the door.

nate opens it and his jaw drops, matt rushing in and setting you on the bed. the boys look at your drenched self, from the rain and from your tears.

"i-is she okay?" "i dont know."

"she just, ran to me."

you rubbed your eyes, and looked up at the boys, your eyes red and glossy.

"here." you couldn't tell who it was you put the water bottle to your lips, but you chugged it like it was alcohol. ironic.

"y'needa sleep. finish the bottle, there's some clothes next to you."

you opened your eyes again, your vision finally clearing up. you didn't know what you took, but your head was spinning. and your skin felt like it was crawling. is that a bug? you hadn't noticed when matt sat some of his warm clothes next to you, and sat next to you, rubbing your back.

you didn't know when, but you got changed and fell asleep.

you woke up to the bright rays of the sun peeping through the blinds of the dorm. you noticed the different room, where the fuck were you?

you rubbed your eyes, seeing a certain brunette finger on the ground next to the bed you were sleeping on, and nate on the bed across the room, scrolling on his phone.

"nate?"

he dropped his phone, jumping up and grabbing a water, running to you, tripping over matt, causing a groan.

"drink." he says as he sits down next to you, resting his feet on matt's body, while handing you the bottle.

you nod, drinking the water like it was the best thing you've ever tasted. "how're you feelin'?" you nod in response to nate's question as you watch matt's figure stand up and stretch. you hadn't remembered what happened last night, but you knew you had obviously made a fool out of yourself if nate was this worried about you.

after some time, matt finally spoke up. "what happened?" he said, no more than a whisper as he sits back down on the floor, looking up at you with remorse.

"i don't know."

the words not more than a mutter, sounding like they were bouncing off the walls.

nate was your dearest friend, and you can't even look at him because of how embarrassed you were. you knew he'd never judge you, but the look they were giving each other made you feel like you were invisible, but everyone knows what happened, except for you.

"'m sorry, missy."

you looked down at matt, letting your tired gaze meet his sad eyes.

"for what?"

"everything. i completely ghosted you and avoided you."

"it's okay-"

"it's not." he interrupts.

"i fell for you and i got scared."

"i fell for you too."

you hadn't noticed nate stepping out, but it was just you and matt in the room, which suddenly felt like it was about to crumble from the amount of tension.

"i knew you weren't okay. nick told me everything. and i kept avoiding you."

the silence became even quieter, if possible.

"i'll never do it to you again, as a friend, as a hookup, as a boyfriend. whatever we become. i'll never allow you to become this way again. i know we only really talked once but i can't control my feelings."

"you got me in a headlock, matt sturniolo. and i can't breathe."

this tripped me tf out when i was writing it help

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[urno1luv]

I want sub!Giselle so baddd, it's my oxygen!!!

UGHHHHH

omg i'm terrible at dom reader/sub idol bc i'm a sub myself ... i tried smth tho (hope u like it 😣)

Don't you know that you're 𝓣𝓸𝔁𝓲𝓬 ?

The pounding bass of the song "Toxic" reverberated through the venue, the crowd's cheers blending into the music. Your eyes were locked on Giselle, who stood centre stage like she owned the place. She smirked as she caught your gaze, tilting her head ever so slightly. It was as if the rest of the audience didn't exist-her performance was meant for you alone.

"𝓘𝓽'𝓼 𝓭𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓼, 𝓘'𝓶 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰"

She moved with practiced precision, her hips swaying in a way that seemed designed to draw your attention and nothing else. Her fingers slid along her body in a deliberate, teasing motion, her smirk deepening as she saw your jaw tighten. When she dropped into a smooth, slow body roll, the arena roared, but you barely registered the noise.

"𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮'𝓼 𝓷𝓸 𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓹𝓮, 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽"

Her eyes found yours again, and this time, she winked. You could feel the heat rising in your face, though you tried to keep your composure. But Giselle wasn't done. She twirled, her movements fluid and sinuous, before biting her lip as if to seal the deal. You swore you could hear her laugh despite the deafening music.

"𝓓𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝓶𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝔀?"

By the time the song ended and the lights dimmed, she was still smirking, her eyes glinting with triumph. You didn't need to look around to know the audience was eating up her performance, but it was clear she had one goal tonight, getting under your skin. And judging by the way your pulse raced, she'd succeeded.

"𝓘'𝓶 𝓪𝓭𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾, 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝔁𝓲𝓬?"

After her little show, you headed backstage, annoyed at how the rest of the crowd got to see this performance as well. "Is this girl crazy?" You muttered to yourself, while running a hand through your hair. Your little brat is certainly going to pay for this <33

_________________________________________

Giselle's moans could be heard outside of the dressing room, the pitch of her voice increasing more and more as your tongue works its way into her, her gummy walls squeezing around you. Her sweet cum dripping down her legs, as you force her to stand, telling her how if she wanted attention so bad, she could've asked instead of practically slutting herself out to her leeching fans, your fingers trailing up her thighs to replace your mouth. Your beloved Aeri drools as she bends over the table, babbling out apologies. " 'm s-sorry, a-ahh.. mommy p-please..." her body quivers as her legs buckle from the seventh orgasm you racked out of her tonight. "baby," you giggle, "we're only getting started <3."

[n0vazsq]

Won them over | Luke Browning x Reader

pairing . . . luke browning x gf!reader

summary . . . When you visit your family gathering with your secret boyfriend, you never expected him to get along so well

request . . . yes!! based on this request!

word count . . . 1.1k+

warnings . . . none!

faceclaim . . . N/A

alexavia yaps . . . my school is starting tomorrow so update schedule might stop a bit </3 i'll still be uploading but less often so yeah! also ignore the shit colour coordination on the moodboard

. . . Luke showing up at your family’s party wasn’t exactly part of the plan. Scratch that, your family didn’t even know you had a boyfriend.

You’d been holding off on telling them, because, well, you’d seen how they interrogated every single person your cousins brought around. And Luke? He was perfect, but he was also a racing driver, which you knew was going to ensue about a million questions.

The party was in full swing when you walked in with Luke trailing behind you. Your mom’s eyes nearly popped out of her head when she saw him.

"Who’s this?" she asked, wiping her hands on her apron, even though she wasn’t cooking. It was her nervous habit.

"Mom, this is Luke," you said, bracing yourself. "My boyfriend."

As if there was a record scratch, everyone within earshot turned to stare. Your dad’s jaw tightened, and your grandma’s eyebrows shot up so high they nearly disappeared into her hairline.

Luke, ever the charmer, extended his hand to your mom. "Mrs. (L/n), it’s really nice to meet you. Thanks for having me."

Your mom blinked, clearly not expecting the manners. "Uh, of course. Nice to meet you too, Luke."

But the interrogating started almost immediately. Your uncle cornered Luke by the drinks table, holding a beer like it was some kind of truth serum.

"So, you’re a race car driver? That’s… interesting," he said, his tone dripping with skepticism. "How’s that work as a career? Seems risky."

Luke smiled, completely unfazed. "It’s definitely not the typical job, but I love it. There’s a lot of strategy involved, and the teamwork is amazing. Plus, it taught me how to improve my focus."

Your uncle nodded slowly, like he wasn’t totally convinced but also couldn’t find a reason to argue.

Meanwhile, your grandma had Luke in her sights. She’d sat herself on the couch like the queen of the castle, and when Luke came over to introduce himself, she gave him the once over.

"A race car driver, huh?" she said, squinting at him. "How fast do you go?"

"Over 200 miles an hour sometimes," Luke replied, and your grandma’s jaw dropped.

"Lord have mercy. Do you have life insurance?"

Luke laughed. "Yes, maam. It’s part of the job."

By the time dinner rolled around, Luke was doing surprisingly well. He’d helped your mom carry a stack of plates, made your younger cousins laugh with a story about his first time driving a go kart, and even managed to get your dad to crack a smile.

But the ultimate test came when your grandpa, a man of few words but strong opinions, called Luke over to sit next to him.

"So, young man," your grandpa began, his voice gruff. "What’s your deal?"

You almost choked on your drink, but Luke didn’t even blink.

"Well, sir, I’m here because I really care about your granddaughter. She’s smart, funny, and honestly the best part of my life. I just want to make her happy."

Your grandpa stared at him for a long moment before nodding. "Good answer," he said gruffly, and that was that. Approval granted.

By the end of the night, your mom was packing up leftovers for Luke to take home, your cousins were begging him to come back for the next party, and your grandma was telling everyone he’d make a 'handsome groom someday'.

But of course, things couldn’t stay entirely smooth. After dinner, you and Luke snuck away to the back porch for a breather. The house was buzzing with your family’s chatter, and you needed a moment to yourselves.

"You’re handling this way better than I thought you would," you said, leaning against the railing.

Luke grinned, leaning in closer. "You doubted me?"

"Not exactly," you teased, "but they’re a lot to deal with."

"They’re great," he said, brushing a strand of hair from your face. "But I do kinda miss having you all to myself."

His voice dropped just enough to make your cheeks flush. Before you could respond, he leaned in and kissed you; soft and sweet, the kind of kiss that made everything else fade away.

When he pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, and his hands found their way to your waist, holding you close. "I wasn’t kidding," he murmured. "Having you all to myself is the best part of any day."

You let out a soft laugh, your arms looping around his neck. "You’re ridiculous."

"Ridiculously in love with you," he replied, his grin widening. The way he looked at you, like you were the only person in the world, made your heart skip a beat.

Before either of you could say more, he pressed another kiss to your lips, this one deeper and slower. The sounds of the party drifted into the background, replaced by the warmth of his touch and the way he made you feel like you were floating.

"You know they’re probably wondering where we are," you said, pulling back just enough to speak, though you didn’t make any effort to let go of him.

"Let them wonder," he said, his voice teasing but his eyes full of something softer. "I’m not done with you yet."

Luke leaned in, hand brushing your cheek, and before he could kiss you for the third time, you heard a voice interrupt you.

"Ewww!" the voice rang out, snapping you both back to reality. You turned to see your little cousins standing by the doorway, their faces a mix of shock and disgust.

"We’re telling!" one of them shouted, already turning to run back inside.

"Wait, wait!" Luke said, holding up his hands. "What if I make a deal with you?"

The kids paused, eyes narrowing suspiciously. “What do you mean?”

"How about… another game of football after dinner?" Luke offered, and their eyes lit up.

"Really?"

"Really," he promised. "But only if you keep this little moment a secret between us."

The kids huddled together, whispering furiously, before turning back with matching grins. "Deal!"

As they ran off, you turned to Luke, half amused, half exasperated. "Bribing kids now?"

He shrugged, wrapping an arm around your waist. "Whatever it takes to keep your family from eating me alive."

"You’re ridiculous," you said, but you couldn’t stop smiling.

When you both finally went back inside, it was like nothing had happened.

Your cousins were busy showing off their 'secret' knowledge to each other, your mom was arguing with your dad about which dessert to serve next, and your grandma was already asking Luke if he’d like to take home some leftovers.

"Well, that went better than expected," you said on the drive home, leaning your head on Luke’s shoulder.

He grinned, one hand on the wheel, the other resting on your thigh. "Told you I’d win them over."

And honestly? You weren’t even surprised. Luke could charm just about anyone, even your family.

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[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

Hello! Since you talked about your ethan ships, I wanted to know your opinion on the ethan x miranda ship.

It's not very common, but aside from memes, (and before dlc came out) I saw a lot of comments saying they should have shared custody of Rose

NO????????????????????????????????????

(ddont send hate to op im sure this is a inncocent question but this ship is horrible and so is the custody hc 😭)

[madame-mongoose]

Mommy issues

Well... You didn't have to expose me like that anon

[whimsyvixen]

Hello, so I hear you like men with red flags. May I offer you a recommendation? One of my favorites is Dominic Craven from The Dare. I highly recommend the movie. If you give it a chance, let me know what you think. I hope you enjoy. 💕

Hello anon!

Finished watching it right now. It's definitely a favorite of mine now. My heart went out to Dominic (my poor boy) so I'm supporting all his wrongs because he didn't deserve anything that happened to him. Bullies got what was coming to them so it made me feel like his actions were justified (a little unorthodox but goes to show what can happen if you mess with the wrong person).

Rate it a 9/10. I will definitely be having wet dreams about this man. My panties are soaked as we speak after watching the movie so if I can't find content for him, I'm going to create it (trust me I'm very motivated right now).

Thank you for recommending this movie ☺️!!

[dj-wayback]

what's one thing you'll miss once your systems eventually rust and decay too much for you to continue functioning?

But that won’t be in a looooooooooooooooooooooooooooong while!

[officialvillain]

Can I cosplay your Bill desgin?

WTF YES OF COURSE??????? i would love to see pics if you do!!!!!

[seiwas]

SEL SEL I AM EYEING THAT EXES TO LOVERS BAKUGOU WIP SOOOO HARD RN 👀👀👀👀✨️

based off this post i made on my wips!

hELP the way you all went 😳👀 at the bkg wip 😭 (tbh i get it... he's so cute... i miss him all the time...) @willowser @kedsandtubesocks @acerathia

i consider this fic my love letter to bakugo 🥺

i say that because, i think this fic will bear a lot of how i view bakugo under the themes of regret and reconciliation (something i really want to explore with him!) & i think the exes to lovers trope lends well to that!!

it's set in canon, so pro-hero!au (because idt i'm very creative with au's 🤧) & takes place around his mid-20's! you start dating fresh off ua after working together during an internship. there's definitely a connection, and bakugo definitely has a crush, but of course he's not going to say anything—even when everything about your dynamic is shifting into something more than just friends.

you admit to the feelings first, but don't put a label on it, convincing him that nothing really has to change anyway from how you've already been acting. bakugo can't take the ambiguity though, and probably says something like 'so we datin' or sum shit?'.

then he breaks up with you 2 years later. it's a lot of things piled up til the trigger point and what sucks is that it's all him. there's nothing really wrong with the relationship—in fact, it's good. but there are a lot of things he still regrets, and even more things he hasn't fully forgiven himself for. he projects that a lot onto the relationship and where it's going, and he just thinks, he won't be good for it, or you.

you respect it, and the saddest part is you still work closely together so you see each other a lot and the dynamic is still so good. as in, he passes you by the hall and his shoulders relax, the creases between his brows smoothening by memory—your habit of flattening them down with your fingertips. and it goes on like this for a few years as he attempts to work through things on his own (in a way, he's kinda forced himself to confront everything) until it's an achingly slow realisation that there's still something missing (you).

sidestory! i was actually just contemplating on scrapping this entire thing, bc i didn't feel super confident with my grasp on him and the direction i wanted to take w his characterisation (especially since i think he'll be mellower, maybe a bit sadder and frustrated instead of angrier?). but!! i think, there's a lot to unpack with him, and i feel like i tend to gravitate towards the softer parts of a character when i write them anyway 🥺🤧 i am hoping!! crossing my fingers!! that i bring justice to writing him this way 🥺

this idea came from a set of songs i put in a playlist bc they felt very ~ex-bkg (whatever that meant at the time 😭) but this is probably what's influencing the tone too sdjhgbadj

and a very small snippet!

[leo-kinnie]

How can you be boring and entertaining at the same time?

i dont think adding /affectionate makes this any less devastating ABKDBKFSBKJFDSBJKFDSF

[pennielane]

as someone who developed a crush on my advisor in college who is 15 years my senior and got married to him last year, an 11 year age difference in your late 20s is not bad, imo. people are too squicky about age differences in general.

don't encourage me like this

no actually though this is really cool to hear! i love hearing success stories like yours. i think age gaps when you're in your teen years/early 20s have the potential to be problematic but definitely once you hit your later 20s onwards they become ~less important~ (with the qualification that it HIGHLY depends on the people on the relationship). everyone's mileage may vary. i've just always been someone who thinks anyone older than like, 33 or 34 is ~too old for me~ but this surface-level crush of a 39 year old has actually fucked me up

anyway i'm happy for you anon!!