#then we went to eat so we could go to the park afterwards and it was so hot out but he loved the park so it was worth it!

[kaidabakugou]

just arrived home to find out someone backed up into the hydrant on my street and now there’s no water 😭

[my-own-walker]

requesting kit with younger reader, where he picks her up from college and takes her for a milkshake but then they have sex in his car and after he has to drop her down the street because her parents don’t approve of him

Oh! You Pretty Things

note: this is cuteeeeee. thanks for the spicy kit request. i was getting bored of writing inside-the-asylum kit hehe

warnings: sm*t, p in v, oral m receiving, teasing, cursing, kinda overstim, not really tho

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The second hand moved so slowly on the clock, I thought it might be broken. Class always went slower when I knew I’d be seeing Kit afterward. Thursdays were our day.

My parents didn’t know. They hated the idea of me being distracted from my studies by some silly boy. I was, in fact, sticking my neck out by going to college as a woman, so I had to succeed. But, the new decade called for liberation for us women. I was proving a point by being able to date and do well in school.

I digress. I met Kit after my father's car got a flat. He showed up in his tow truck to save the day.

'Scummy, those mechanics,' my father quipped as we drove away.

I walked to the gas station Kit said he worked at the next day, set on getting him to ask me on a date.

We'd been secretly meeting up for dates ever since. He'd come to pick me up after my last class of the day every Thursday and take me out somewhere. I could, at times, sneak away to see Kit on other days of the week, but Thursdays were a set date. My mother and father had no idea. They thought I would stay late to study.

In my daydreaming daze, I almost didn't notice my classmates getting up to leave. I gathered my things hastily and rushed out of the room and into the bright daylight of the afternoon. The sun's light on the pavement was nearly blinding. I shaded my eyes with my hand as I walked to the curb, looking desperately for Kit's car.

Within seconds, his shiny black car came slowly up to the side of the street.

'Hey, pretty thing! You goin' my way, doll?' he called out of his window, acting as if he were a creepy stranger. I giggled and got into the passenger's side.

'You have no idea how nice it feels to do this,' I sighed, kicking my shoes off as Kit drove off.

'Rough day, beautiful?' He wore his work uniform. Some jeans, a white undershirt, and his button-up with his name on it. His hair was perfectly tousled, and the shirt was unbuttoned so that part of the white undergarment was showing. He looked soft and warm, and his smile lit up his eyes.

'Just a very long one, and I'm starving.'' I said, drawing out the word 'very.' I flipped down the visor and slid open the mirror, smoothing my hair and fixing the line of my lipstick while regarding my reflection. I pulled the tube of peach lipstick out of my bag and touched up my pout, making faces at myself all the while.

'Havin' fun over there?' Kit laughed.

'I'm beginning to think this shade is old hat,' I sighed. 'Maybe I should try red like Marilyn.'

'I don't care what color they are so long as I get to kiss 'em,' he smirked, taking one hand off the steering wheel and placing it on my upper thigh. I didn't even notice how far my dress had ridden up my leg since getting in the car.

I blushed and giggled, tucking the front pieces of my hair behind my ears. I will admit, I was still in the lavender haze with him.

He pulled into the parking lot of the small roadside diner in our town. It was quaint, tucked away in some trees, filled with truckers from out-of-state and old ladies meeting for lunch. It was a stone's throw from Kit's job, and the perfect place to hide away. Somewhere neither of my parents would dare go.

We sat at the tall counter in the center of the place. This was part of our little Thursday routine. I would always come out of class absolutely ravenous. We'd pick far-away or unknown places to eat before truly spending time together.

'You want somethin', my pretty thing?' Kit asked as the waitress stood in front of us.

'Honestly, a milkshake would be a gas,' I smiled up at the waitress. 'Strawberry.'

'That's all you want?' Kit asked as she walked away. 'Are you sure?'

'Yeah, Kit, I'm alright,' I replied, feeling around in my bag for a light for my cigarette. 'Shit, I must have dropped my lighter somewhere. It's not here.'

'Don’t worry doll, I got you,' he drawled, flicking his own open and holding it under the cigarette clenched in my teeth. I took a long drag and exhaled. The waitress returned and placed my drink in front of me, and Kit's meal in front of him.

I looked over at Kit and caught him taking me in. He looked me up and down and chuckled softly.

'My, you are a dream,' he cooed, placing a hand on my chin to bring me in for a kiss. I went in for a peck and was alarmed to find that Kit wanted more.

'Baby, not here,' I said through gritted teeth, pulling away quickly. I looked around to make sure no one saw. 'You're an animal.' I laughed and he returned the smile.

'I just can't control myself around you, pretty.'

'Well then hurry up and finish your food so we can peel out,' I giggled, pushing his shoulder playfully.

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There was an old abandoned schoolhouse in town 5 minutes away from my house. Kit and I would find ourselves in the back parking lot frequently. Tucked away from the public eye in his car.

As soon as Kit parked the car, he dragged me into the back seat with him. We made out furiously, like two caged animals that were finally set free. It was a small space, but we sure made it work.

I took over, immediately pushing Kit's back up against the door, placing my hands on his chest to hold him down. His white undershirt was soft against my palms. I could feel his heart pounding furiously beneath my fingertips. A pace that signaled to me just how much he wanted this.

We kissed for only a short time before clothes started getting removed. First, I aided him in removing his work shirt. Then, I worked to undo his belt and unbutton his jeans. He slid them off quickly. I took that time to remove my panties, throwing them hastily to the front seat.

His erection was noticeable through his white briefs. My hand immediately reached to touch it, only for it to be held back.

'Not yet, sweetheart,' he smiled. He pushed me back into the door on my side and continued making out with me. His hands groped all over my body, paying particular attention to my breasts. 'Oh this dress just won't do,' he muttered.

My high-necked smock dress was fit for school, yes, but not for this. He reached behind me and unzipped the fabric smoothly. He tugged the material and it slid down to expose my bra. Kit smiled as he looked into my eyes, then turned his attention back to my chest. He peppered kisses all over my sensitive skin, making goosebumps raise all over my body.

First, he slid my left bra strap off my shoulder, creating a bit more slack and revealing more of my skin. He took his time to kiss all of the areas of skin he hadn't before, going agonizingly slow so that I would get hot and bothered. He loved when I was hot and bothered.

Next was the right bra strap. The ceremony continued. His ritualistic dance of adorning love to every inch of my body made every horrible minute spent without him worth it. His mouth inched closer and closer to the very edge of my bra. Eventually, I gave in to the teasing and reached back to unhook the damn thing myself.

Deciding I'd had enough, though, I pushed Kit back again. This time, all the way down so that he was laying across the back seat. My hand reached for his bulge and stroked it. He whimpered in pleasure. I took the waistband of his briefs in my fingers and tugged, making his dick spring loose.

I lined myself up with him and slid his throbbing erection into my slick middle, feeling every inch of it go deeper and deeper into me. I cried out involuntarily and began bouncing on it, feeling our two bodies connect naturally. My walls tightened around it. He moaned softly.

'Oh baby, yeah,' he spat through gritted teeth as I continued to ride him. I stooped down and kissed him passionately, still keeping a rhythm. His shaking hands reached up to grope my breasts again, this time more firmly. He slid his hands down to my waist and held it, almost as if he were trying to feel some sort of control over me.

I continued moving my hips atop his dick. His length went so deep within me, I thought I'd scream. I put both of my palms on either side of his chest to steady myself. His breathing got more ragged, and I could feel his heart racing still.

'Fuck,' Kit grunted, trying not to come so easily. He gathered what strength he had a lifted me off of his erection by my waist. I sat back and slid down to a laying position as he rose to position himself above me, both of us maintaining eye contact as we went. He wanted a turn on top.

I didn't even get a chance to settle before his large cock was inside me again. I yelped and screwed my eyes closed, existing at that moment at his very will. He held my wrists, which were resting just next to my head, down so that I couldn't move. I whined in protest but was silenced by his lips on mine.

Sweat formed on his brow. I could feel myself succumbing to the waves of orgasm. But, neither of us wanted to be the first to give in. I breathed heavily to steel myself, but it was to no avail. I came first, crying out and moaning loudly. He slid out of me and stroked my hair as the fits of pleasure overtook me.

Kit sat back against the door on his side of the car once again, breathing heavily. I regained my composure and sat up, sitting back on my heels. I stooped down and took his pre-cum covered dick in my mouth. I flicked my tongue over the tip and reveled in the whimpers and cries Kit was letting out. He grabbed and pulled my hair gently as I continued to suck him off.

'I-I'm gonna come,' he mustered, trying to warn me in case I wanted to stop. Instead, I let him blow his load directly into my mouth. I ignored the warmth and bitter taste as I swallowed. He moaned and threw his head back, eventually relaxing into his position. I wiped my mouth and sat back as well.

Recovered from his orgasm, Kit leaned forward and laid half-beside and half-on me, resting his head on my chest. I sighed in contentment.

'God, you're good at that,' Kit whispered, laughing softly. I laughed too. He grabbed my hand and brought it up to his lips to kiss it. He kissed the back of each finger as well to emphasize his gratefulness. He nestled closer into me. I nearly fell asleep listening to his breathing even out.

I gasped suddenly when I looked out the window and saw the sun setting. 'Shit, Kit, we have to get me home!'

We both worked quickly to redress. He helped me with the tough job of zipping up the back of my dress. I scrambled out of the back door and into the passenger door, slamming it shut and bringing the visor down to once again look at myself in the mirror. Kit clambered up to the front from the back seat and settled himself in.

He turned the key in the ignition and started the car up. He paused, though, before going. I looked away from fixing my lipstick for a moment to see what was the matter. Kit shifted in his seat and reached for something that was under him. In his hand was my panties.

'I uh, think you're gonna need these,' he chuckled, blushing. I smacked his arm and snatched them from his grip.

'Oh, hush! Stop! It's not funny,' I protested, half-laughing as well. I shoved them into my handbag demonstratively. 'Now hurry up and drive!'

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The ride home was quick enough. The sun was still setting as Kit got to the end of my street. He had to drop me there to avoid my parents seeing anything.

'Are you sure you're gonna be okay walking over there this late? I don't need anyone snatching my girl,' Kit spoke.

'I'll be fine, Kit. No one really walks my street. Plus, it's not even that dark,' I assured him.

'Well okay, but I'll be parked here watching ya, okay?'

'Just don't be too obvious,' I warned.

He leaned over and grabbed my face, pulling me in for one last, passionate kiss. When I pulled away, my lipstick was all over his face. I just chuckled to myself and opened the door.

'I love you, you pretty thing,' he called after me.

'I love you too, Kit,' I smiled.

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Literally cannot lie I got a bit, uh, bothered myself writing this one LOL. Let me know if you liked this one!

[onlymingyus]

On The Mat

pairing; choi seungcheol (scoups) x afab reader

genre; smut (minor dni)

warnings; filth, unprotected sex, fingering, sex in a public place (though no on is around), lots of banter/bickering, jealousy, jeonghan is an innocent bystander, rough sex, pet names, degrading names, man handling, a wager is made, creampie, dacryphilia, crying (obviously) from pleasure, mention of sex in the shower, and mention of eating food. also me not really understanding jiu jitsu or anything for that matter but trying to make it work.

w/c; 2.9 k and some change 

requested; yes

a/n; i went a little crazy with this one, i could have just answered the ask and been simple with it but the pictures also made me feral so here we are. hope you enjoy it. tagging @duhnova and @lipglossjun because it's the law

Your phone dings again making you roll your eyes in faux annoyance. That was the third text from Seungcheol you had received in the time it had taken you to leave your apartment to drive to the gym where he was taking his jiu jitsu lessons. Normally one of his friends would pick him up but today everyone was busy and you had been met with a pouty complaint and even poutier request. 

“I don’t want to miss the lesson. I’m working so hard, if you come get me we can get dinner afterwards and go back to your place for the night. Doesn’t that sound nice? I think it does…please baby? I know it’s out of the way for you but I will make it up to you, I promise.” 

Those words lingered in your ears when you pulled into the parking lot to find it mostly empty. No one in front of the gym, causing you to frown. He had given you the time to pick him up so surely you weren’t late. Glancing at your phone you swipe through the pictures smiling at the first, raising a brow to the second, then dropping your mouth open to the third. 

Your thighs pressing together out of instinct as your eyes scan over the tight shirt that Seungcheol had chosen to wear under his gi, how he was flexing in front of the mirror. Licking your lips in an attempt to calm down, you put your phone into your pocket and slide out of the car making your way to the gym trying to open the door, finding it locked. “Shit…” 

Just when you are about to take out your phone and call Seungcheol you see him jogging towards the doors, a smile on his face when he sees you. Seungcheol steps to the side letting you step inside though you gesture to the car then find him gesturing to his gi. “I gotta change baby. Do you want to go to dinner with me in my gi?” 

“I–well no, but there’s no one here Cheol. Why haven’t you changed already?” Seungcheol’s fingers slide along yours to hold your hand leading you further into the building. “Because I just finished up a few minutes ago and wanted a chance to wind down on my own, and because I knew you were coming to pick me up.” 

Your brows furrow in suspicion causing Seunghcheol to laugh when he meets your gaze. “I missed you, that’s all.” You scoff, digging your phone out of your pocket, waving it at him as you speak, Seungcheol’s smile growing even wider. “Oh I’m fully aware of how much you must have missed me. If you are willing to torture me with pictures. That’s why I thought you were already changed in the first place.” 

Reaching for your phone, Seungcheol unlocks it with your code looking over the pictures with a smug look on his face especially when he reaches the photo of him in his t-shirt. “You act like I would wear a shirt that is that tight out of the building.” 

Seungcheol raises a brow this time when you scoff, reaching to take your phone back from him, slipping it back into your pocket. “It wouldn’t be the worst idea. You look really good in it, now unless you are going to show me some moves go get cleaned up and changed.” You had been joking but Seungcheol stops in his tracks, a smirk forming on his lips even when you keep walking only to be pulled back towards him. “Would you want me to?” 

“Want you to do what? Get changed, yes? I’m hungry and you said we’d go back to my place…you’ve already teased me enou–” You start to finish your sentence when Seungcheol pulls you against his chest, his hands sliding along your sides causing you to squeak out a laugh instead of words. 

“We will get food and go back to your place but do you want me to show you some of my moves baby? The mat is right there…I’m getting really good.” Your cheeks begin to burn, you glance around making sure there is no one in the gym before you meet Seungcheol’s eyes causing him to laugh. “There’s no one here…just us.” 

Seungcheol’s fingers bunch up your shirt so that his fingernails can scratch lightly at your sides causing you to let out a soft sigh when you tilt your head. “I’m stronger than you think.” The smirk on his lips spreads into a full smile when Seungcheol tilts his head moving his hands to yours walking backwards towards the mat. “Then we will put a wager on it. If you can pin me down then I will treat you to dessert.” 

His hands falling from yours, Seungcheol leans down to untie your shoes glancing up at you when you scoff out his name. “Hm? You don’t want dessert?” Of course you did, he knew that you loved sweet things. “What do you get if you pin me down?” You watch mischief flash over Seungcheol’s eyes, his hands running over your calves down to your ankles before he helps you out of your shoes. 

“To have my way with you.” When your thighs press together instinctively, his voice dropping an octave, Seungcheol smirks, raising a brow at your movement. “Don’t get weak at the knees already, Y/N. You are stronger than I think, right?” Stepping away, Seungcheol bites at his lip, tightening the belt of his gi. 

“Is it really fair that I’m going to be dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and you get that?” Seungcheol laughs at your words, his eyes following you when you step on to the mat. You were stalling and he knew it. “Mm, if you are as good as you think you are it won’t matter what you are wearing. I remember plenty of times you pinning me down with your thighs. Course I let it happen and you were usually sitting on my face.” 

His words catch you off guard causing you to gasp, you start to speak telling him how it isn’t far to dirty talk during a fight but Seungcheol’s arm is under your thigh, his other behind your head and you are on the mat before you can speak. “Hi.” 

Looking up at the man, you catch your breath shocked at how quickly a man with such girth moved. “That…that wasn’t fair. You cheated you, big oaf.” A laugh slips from Seungcheol’s lips, his nose brushing along cheek to your ear where he takes in a breath of your shampoo before speaking. “All if fair in love and war bab–” 

A groan takes over the end of his sentence when you use your free leg to brush between his legs agreeing to his statement. Seungcheol’s arm relaxing on your leg allows you to move so you can quickly pin him to the mat resting over his hips but only briefly when he stares up at you. “I’d say that was more cheating than what I did.” 

Without much effort, Seungcheol lifts your hips with his, tilting you backwards, as his hands grab your wrists. Using his momentum he pushes you over, putting you on your back on the mat with a small thud - a small exhale of breath leaving your lips. “And this one was completely fair.” 

You struggle against his grip arching your body towards his only to laugh a moment later realizing there was no way you were going to move unless he allowed it. “Fuck…when did you get so strong Cheol?” A smirk spreads across the man’s lips at your words while he leans down to brush them against yours to speak. “I told you I’ve been working hard, but I also just don’t use it to my advantage with you often. Why? Do you like it when I do?” 

Your stomach sucking in with anticipation at wanting him to kiss you, Seungcheol leans back when you try to meet his lips, a laugh warm against your cheek instead when you finally answer him. “God…yeah I do.” His brows furrowing, Seungcheol had known you liked it, he could tell but hearing you say it was a different thing altogether. 

“Fuck…yeah? Well I won.” You didn’t need him to tell you that, impatiently you lift your hips towards his, causing Seungcheol to groan against your neck when you grind against his already hard cock. “Then do something about it, or I’ll leave you here and go home.” Seungcheol laughed at your impatience, how sassy you were getting. His hands slide along your arms, moving to his knees between your legs so he can sit up in front of you. 

“Patience baby…don’t make me fuck some respect into you.” When you scoff, Seungcheol laughs again, his hands loosening his belt so he can pull off the top half of gi tossing it to the side causing you to moan at the sight in front of you. His muscles hard under the tight gray t-shirt, each movement visible under the fabric. “Jesus Christ…I don’t want you wearing that anywhere anyone else can see it.” 

“Why?” Seungcheol’s eyebrow shot up, amusement in his tone at your sudden change of heart. “Because you look like a fucking whore Cheol.” A gasp leaves your lips when Seungcheol’s hand collides with the side of your leg though your jeans. His fingers digging at your flesh underneath while he leans back over you to connect his lips to your neck sucking softly between words. 

“I’m the whore? You are the one under me Princess.” One roll of your hips towards him grants you another groan and his hands back on your body, clothes finally being removed. “Who wanted me here? I could have waited, you are the one who needs a lesson in patience. Such a pretty little whore.” 

“God, you need something in your mouth.” You laugh when Seungcheol tosses your bra over his head not caring where it lands, his fingers sliding up your throat to your chin and finally two into your mouth giving you something to suck on while he kicks his pants off along with his briefs. “Maybe I am needy today, but you’ve been on my mind all fucking day. Then I found out I got to see you…put yourself in my position. All wound up and finally getting to see your sexy ass.” 

Biting around his fingers gently, you moan feeling Seungcheol’s free hand slide between your thighs once he has removed the rest of your clothing. The tips of his fingers brush over wet folds making him mutter your name into the air, his eyes locked on yours as he pushes his fingers deeper into your mouth causing you to gasp around them. 

“That’s a good girl, get ‘em nice and wet so I can fuck you with them. Have to get you ready for my cock don’t I?” Your eyes closing when you gag around his fingers only to have him pull them back letting you gasp for a breath, Seungcheol watches you smirk and suck on your bottom lip. “You are so gross Cheol.” 

The man smiles, his wet fingers taking the place of his other hand when he moves to his side watching your body jerk at the sudden contact. “Am I? I think you like it. Keep your legs open or I’ll pin them open. You know I can.” A moaning whine leaves your lips, Seungcheol’s arm moving so he can work two of his fingers into your waiting pussy. Your hand wrapping around his forearm at how full you suddenly feel knowing it was only the beginning. 

“Fucking tight…always so tight. How fast can you cum for me?” You didn’t realize it was a competition but when Seungcheol asks the question, you aren’t given time to answer it. His fingers are buried deep while his thumb works in tight circles around your clit eliciting a high pitched moan to fall from your lips.  

“I think I can get you there in the matter of seconds if I want to. I know every inch of you.” Now you wanted him to shut up, you wanted him to put something in his mouth but there was no way you were going to think of coherent words or full sentences while your hips rolled over his hand and he pushed you towards your orgasm so quickly. 

The sounds of your wet pussy filling the room were music to Seungcheol’s ears, his cock resting against his thigh twitching and leaking heavily wanting to be inside of you. “Please!” A single word from you causes a groan to escape Seungcheol’s mouth, his eyes falling on your face when you fall over the edge cumming around his fingers hard. Your thighs close around his hand no matter how hard you try to keep them open but Seungcheol doesn’t stop thrusting his fingers into you until tears are rolling towards your hair. 

“Fuck…there you go. So fucking pretty.” Out of breath, trying to think clearly, you open your eyes to watch Seungcheol suck his fingers clean. Your legs are still shaking while you lift your hand to run it under your eyes to start to push away the tears of pleasure only to be stopped by a hand on your wrist. “Leave them…I plan on fucking you so hard you are going to cry again.” 

You whine out a laugh, Seungcheol’s hand moving to your leg as he moves between your thighs. His hand sliding your knee to his hip while he positions the head of his cock at your dripping entrance teasing you by pushing it only slightly and pulling back. “You are such an asshole. I can’t stand you.” 

“And you are a liar. I love you and I know that you love me, so tell me the truth and I’ll keep my promise and fuck you.” Leaning down, Seungcheol brushes his lips over yours so sweetly you almost want to melt despite the earlier treatment from him being the polar opposite. “Fuck you…I love you. If you don’t fuck me right now I swear to god I’ll call Jeonghan and get him to fuck ME!” 

Jealousy was one of Seungcheol’s many traits and one that you used rarely against him but hearing you say Jeonghan’s name and that you’d have him fuck you instead sent your boyfriend over the edge. With one swift motion he pushes into you hard and deep, taking your breath away causing the last word of your sentence to lift almost to a crying moan. “And I’ll kick his ass for you even thinking about him. You are mine, this pussy is mine…” 

Seungcheol’s mind was on fire at your words, how you could even think about Jeonghan in a time like this, with his cock inside of you. He would just have to fuck those thoughts right out of you. With a thrust that sent you into the mat causing you to cry out his name, your eyes closing so tightly you squeezed out more tears, Seungcheol thought he was achieving that goal. 

“Yeah baby? That what you wanted? My cock buried in this sweet little pussy? Who’s it belong to?” Your fingernails leave bright red streaks along Seungcheol’s arms as you try to hold on to him for some way to keep yourself mentally grounded. Even with his firm flesh under your touch you start to lose yourself to the pleasure. “Fuck, please! Please? Don’t stop…” 

He had no intention of stopping, he was so close to his own climax and with how you were clenching around him he knew you were close too. Burning his face in the crook of your neck, Seungcheol latches his mouth onto your throat sucking a deep red spot marking you when you fall apart on his cock. The sound of your whimpers and moans sending his mind into a tailspin, the feeling of your nails against his back sending him over the edge after you. 

Seungcheol only pulls back placing his hand on the mat so he can lean back to watch himself fuck his cum back into you. His eyes move between watching the white ring form around the base of his cock and the tears run down your face while you moan his name like a prayer. “That’s right, you’re mine. So fucking beautiful. Love you so fucking much. God…I could fill you up again.” 

“Oh my god…you really are a whore.” Your words are whispered on a soft breath making Seungcheol laugh. Carefully pulling from you, he leans down to press a kiss to your chest working his lips up to yours before muttering against them. “You might be right, but that just means I’m a whore for you. You make me crazy.” 

Lifting your leg, you drape it over his hips sighing against his lips. “You made me all sticky and you made me cry.” Seungcheol smirks on your lips before leaning to kiss your cheeks collecting your tears on his lips. “Mm I fucked you too good and there is a shower here. I can keep my promise and fill you up again.” 

Groaning in faux disgust, you watch Seungcheol stand up extending a hand down to help you stand. “You promised me food Choi Seungcheol, not your dick. I can’t eat your dick.” The smirk widens on your boyfriend’s lips making you smack his hand away and for him to laugh loudly. “I’m just saying, you could…in a way. I’ll get you food, come on grumpy. Come shower with me and I’ll show you how good my balance has gotten off the mat.” 

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[rnelophobia]

Let Him Apologize

Quoth the Raven “Let him apologize and eat it in a Bentley”

Content: •Oral •Cunnilingus •Vaginal Fingering •Fingerfucking •Smut •Semi-Public •Car sex •Eating out

word count: 1,899

Nanami loathed working overtime for many reasons. The demanding nature of his job made for emotional, mental, and physical exhaustion on a different level than his old office job. Another, more personal reason, was that he wanted any excuse to pick you up after you were finished working. The Jujutsu lifestyle was unpredictable, so spending any chance he could get in your presence was something he’d never take for granted. The uncertainty also led him to be more generous in your relationship, as a result he gave you whatever you desired, for the most part.

“Angel, we can't eat out so often, and you know we have food at home.” Nanami says, eliciting a huff out your mouth; what a parental thing to say. He isn’t wrong, of course, but after a long day at the office you want something quick and easy. It also doesn’t help that you have a nasty habit of hyper focusing on work and neglecting to eat anything of substance. The overall combination of work, along with a lack of solid meals left you in a sour mood at times afterwards.

Today had drawn out even more due to Nanami being held up at work longer than he’d like. He was also your ride back to the apartment you lived in together. So with the lack of knowing the proper time he’d come and the buses running later and later made for a bit of a frustrating wait. While Nanami was good at keeping time, Jujutsu work could be constraining at being able to keep you updated on the fly. It also gave you anxiety on whether he would respond back or if you’d never hear from him again.

Safe to say by the time he arrived you were ready to eat soon, not to say you hated Nanami’s cooking, he was a fantastic cook. Finding a man capable of doing the bare minimum seemed rare nowadays, finding one who excelled and went above and beyond like Nanami, near impossible. Sometimes it felt like you were inadequate in the relationship based on how much Nanami tended to you. Despite what appeared like a stand-offish, unapproachable exterior of a man, was actually one who’s incredibly devoted. Some would say you were spoiled, rightfully assumed. Perhaps that, the late hour, the hunger, and being tired from work would explain why you were currently not engaging with Nanami.

After rejecting the proposal to eat out, you swiftly turned your head away from him to stare out the window. The rational side of you knew it was immature, the stubborn side just wanted a fast meal. Another part of you hated the dread that came along with his line of work, the uncertainty of his life.

Almost immediately after disengaging you feel his firm hand lay on your thigh. It starts with a slow caress from his thumb going up and down the side. After a pat and a slight squeeze you shoot a glance at him as he concentrates on the road ahead. When there’s a red light he finally turns his attention back to you.

“Don’t be like this, I came as soon as I could.” He sighs. There are only so many hours left in the day and he doesn’t want to spend those hours with tension.

“It’s not really the waiting, I just hate worrying and it’s the second time this week.” You confess. The light turns green to turn into the lower parking lot of your apartment. Once Nanami finds a spot he finally shifts his attention back towards you. “I know it’s a joke when you say Jujutsu work is shit but is it worth risking your life for?” You already knew the answer, because Nanami always cherished the lives of his coworkers and students. He slowly brings his palm up to caress your cheek with his thumb.

“I value everyone as if it were you,” He brings your face closer to kiss your forehead, “There is no life beneath my own and death is above no one if I can help it.” Nanami speaks quietly as a kiss to your cheek leads to a peck on the lips. “If I could slow down the days in your presence I would; I’d treasure every second.” The hand on your cheek lowers to the back of your neck to bring you in for a proper kiss. You whimper a bit causing him to deepen it, as if you’d disappear at any moment. The two of you break apart for a second to take a breath as he gently presses his forehead to yours.

“I’ll never be able to get back our lost time but I’ll always make up for it.” He says, the words ghosting over your lips.

How Nanami can sell you on the prospect of his death and turn you on at the same time, you’ll never know. Forgotten is the appetite for anything other than the man in front of you right now. You place your hand on his chest, slowly moving it up his body until you get to his neck where you take hold of his tie. A firm tug on the fabric brings your lips back together with a new urgency. You start to shift the tie around, undoing the knot and move on to unbutton his shirt before he stops your hands.

“I appreciate the love Angel but let’s focus on you first.” He says while leaning over your side to recline and push back the car seat. Once it’s set, he leaves his own seat and moves over to your side to kneel before you on the floor. You prop yourself on your elbows to watch him as he starts peppering kisses from your knee into your inner thighs, alternating between each one. You lift your hips, allowing him to hike up your skirt as he continues on with his show of devotion. Once he gets to your underwear he lazily runs his thumb up and down the clothed part of your slit. It was a pale pink color that started to darken in the middle the deeper he started to massage up and down the length of it.

“A little teasing and I get rewarded like this? Now how will you spoil me?” He smirks as he gives a firm press over where your clit is, causing your hips to arch up into the pressure. He tells you to keep yourself there for a second longer so he can slide your underwear down for you. Once they’re off he places your legs on his shoulders bringing you closer to him. Nanami goes back to lavishing your inner thighs with kisses, giving them a squeeze with his hands. When he gets back to the center he brings his thumb to your slit, slowly parting your lips as he licks his own at the tempting view.

He lowers his head to finally get a taste, his tongue sweeping up lightly to tease you first. You let out a groan of frustration when you note he doesn’t follow through to your clit. Normally you’d go with the flow with anything he does to you sexually but the physical hunger was manifesting into another.

Lowering your hand down into his perfectly styled blonde hair, you grip onto the length as you bring him exactly where you want him. This is one of many things Nanami loves about you, your forwardness turning him on. Your eagerness comes with the reward of having your clit on his tongue and being sucked into his mouth firmly. The action elicits a gasp from your mouth at the sudden spark of pleasure, in doing so he brings his hand to ease in a finger and feels the delicious squeeze of your pussy. Working the finger in time with the pull of his mouth and tongue on your clit causes your thighs to clamp down on the sides of his head. He stops his administration to give you a breathy laugh that brings a full body shiver from the cool air.

“Don’t.” You plead.

“Don’t what? Stop fucking you? I wouldn’t dream of it, you’ve got more to give Angel. Now hold on to your legs for me”. He instructs as he leans back in, giving your slit a kiss before parting your lips with his tongue again. He immediately goes back to giving your clit its rightful attention, lapping at your wetness. Nanami’s tongue trails down towards your hole, dipping in just to tease and taking it back out to play with your clit. After alternating a bit he goes back to slurping at the mess he’s made of your cunt bringing it up once again to suck you into his mouth. This time when he brings his hand back he guides another finger inside, crossing them so he can twist as they thrust inside your pussy. The maneuver draws out a vigorous moan from your mouth, as the grip on your legs tighten.

He picks up the pace, loving the desperate noises falling out your mouth along with the sound of his fingers plunging inside your drenched cunt. He slows down until he’s fully out, which causes a whine to leave your lips at the sudden loss of stimulation. You peer down at him, finding his lustful gaze searing back at you. He brings the fingers he was using up to his lips, sucking them clean, not breaking eye contact.

Before you can plead again, Nanami gives them a swipe of his tongue before thrusting them back into your pussy, causing your mouth to fall open in a gasp. Your head falls back onto the seat as his fingers curve in a bit, stroking your sensitive walls with each push. He picks up the pace, making you clench harder at the force while your mouth chokes out an incomprehensible sound, the feeling overwhelming your senses.

The speed and length of his fingers is sinful as they keep heightening your pleasure, the familiar tightening of your orgasm approaching. Sensing this he brings his mouth back down over your clit, circling his tongue around it before sucking on it again. This shatters you as you feel your orgasm pulse around his ever moving fingers as they keep up the rhythm while pleasure washes through your body. A breath shutters through your mouth as you finally lower your legs, the weight of them feeling heavy after the act. There are aftershocks as he laps up your cum, the overstimulation making you whimper as he finishes. Nanami slips his hand out to suck off again before he begins kneading at your thighs, massaging the life back into them after being propped up for so long.

“Alright my love, let’s fix you up and head inside okay?” Nanami gives your thighs one last squeeze before bringing your skirt back down, not bothering with putting back your underwear on and instead opting to just pocket them for time’s sake. He opens the passenger side door so he can step out before you and presents his hand for you to take. With your hand in his you step out into the parking lot, the night breeze making you more aware of the lack of underwear. You shuffle closer into Nanami causing him to wrap an arm around your shoulder to accommodate.

“Now what would you like to eat, Angel?”

[fhrlclln]

Oh man I'd love to see like rockstar!eddie buy his first big mansion with her and him wanting to have sex in every room. I just think it's so cute that she's his high-school sweetheart. I can just hear eddie being like "come on sweetheart heart let me eat you out infront of this big fire place tonight."

rockstar! eddie x wife! reader

HE’LL MAKE HIS NO. 1 GOAL TO FUCK YOU IN EVERY ROOM IN THAT BIG-ASS MANSION. i fucking love him. 😵‍💫

nsfw/smut under the cut

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eddie couldn’t exactly remember the whole scenario when he bought his first mansion here in LA. the earliest year of new fame had him only remembering the concerts, parties, fans screaming and bombastic sex with his wife. but the memory was a very memorable one, it was the one he cherished the most. knowing he went from living in hawkins, in a little trailer park, selling drugs, trying to make a buck back then to now buying a mansion, his own mansion with his own earnings from his passion and career.

even though the memory of living in hawkins was a sour one to him, it was still an important one knowing his uncle was the one who raised him alone in that miserable town before he took off to pursue corroded coffin. and now he thanked wayne by buying him first a house in a nice neighborhood before the mansion, when he got his first paycheck after corroded coffin’s debut album skyrocketed to the charts of billboard’s top 100. he was feeling extra cheeky when wayne practically hugged him tight that day, crying on his shoulder. never had he seen his uncle cried like that. and a month after that, he bought the LA mansion. he could taste the memory of you right beside him that day, how much you two changed yet still the same old highschool sweethearts back in ‘86.

life seemed to be almost perfect until it cemented that very faithful day, when you two moved in the mansion—

“eds, eddie—“ you huffed, back arching, hands planted on the stone tiles. water splashing around inside of the indoor jacuzzi, steam heating both of your bodies as eddie thrusted roughly inside of you. hair in a man bun, sweat glistening as he focused his eyes on where his cock was disappearing inside of your wet cunt. he was focused, he felt yourself tighten around him as his other hand detached from your ass, gliding down to rub on your clit. you gasped, grasping tightly on the floor as you let out whines as your breasts giggled at how rough he is.

well, he did say he was going to fuck you in every room in the mansion, wanting to bless it and all. it was a silly idea at first, but now it had you gasping at how relentless he is. and he was dead serious on making you cum right now.

“you close, baby?” he leaned down, still pounding into you, breathless and tone darker. you nodded as he kissed your neck, nipping the delicate skin as he worked his cock into you. you felt so tired as his other arm wrapped around your waist, leveraging you as you felt yourself slump a bit, a little too tired after fucking in the movie room and kitchen a while ago.

“you tired, huh?” he teasingly remarked. “don’t go slacking on me now, sweetheart. we still have 8 more rooms to go. i promised you to fuck you in every single one.”

“fuck me.” you muttered at that, how determined he is as eddie let out a laugh, roughly rubbing your clit as his cock abused your wet pussy making you cry out his name.

“i am.” he joked, gripping your boob as your brows furrowed at him. he continued his relentless pace, not stopping until the coil in your belly snapped and hot white enveloped your vision, cunt tightening around him as he let out a groan, following afterwards with one sharp thrust to shoot his load in your womb. water splashed everywhere as he gently let you go, making you slump at the wet tiles, panting breathlessly.

“fuck, that was so good, baby.” he leaned down to kiss your cheek as you groggily nodded, the cool air of the room sending shivers down your spine as his cum leaked out to drip down your inner thighs. eddie marveled at the sight of it making his spent cock slowly get hard again as he tapped your ass, wanting to move on to the next room making you groan loudly.

“c’mon, next room.”

“e-eddie, fuck you. i’m tired.” you pouted, slowly standing up to sit down back into the warm water as eddie stood up from the jacuzzi, getting a towel to wipe himself.

“but come on, sweetheart!” eddie protested, leaning down to kiss your forehead as you pinched his tummy making him yelp. “let me eat you out in-front of that big-ass fireplace in the living room. pretty please, baby?” he begged, kissing your lips as his damp hair sticked to his sweaty skin.

you bit your lip, taking in the sight of his physique as he caressed your hot skin making you squirm. you hummed, rolling your eyes before getting up, water splashing, bare body in front of him as he groaned, making grabby hands at it as you exited the jacuzzi. crossing your arms, slightly annoyed yet turned on that he’s made it his goal to fuck you in every room in the house. you’d comply, knowing how fucking lucky the two of you are to be living in this million dollar mansion. you’re proud of him for how much he’s now earned and had worked for, how could you say no to the love of your life and that pouty face he has on? you could almost get started in here again.

“fine. you better eat me out. i hate that fireplace.”

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[savannah733]

CONFESSIONS

( c.sturniolo )

Summary: you and the triplets had a sleepover but your childhood best friend Chris confessed his love to you..

Warnings: nth much ig kissing that's it 😘

Y/n | Chris | Matt | Nick

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Nickyy☆☆

Nick : y/n you should definitely come to our house for a sleepover tonight!

Sure : Y/n

Nick : okay, see you soon.

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It was already 6:00 pm, and you needed go to the triplets for a sleepover. You bought some candy to film a tiktok video with the triplets. You got all your stuff and called an Uber, "Hi, is this y/n?"

"Yup it is!".

When you got out of the Uber you went to the triplets front door and knocked, there was a big smile on Chris's face when he saw you at his front door. " hey y/n, I missed you soo much" he says with a sweet smile on his face, "Oh hey chris, you seem really happy today" you said with a giggle on your face. He welcome you while he shouted "Nick, Matt y/n's here come say hi", Nick immediately runs over to you when he saw you and gave you a big hug and said hi . Matt said " Hey y/n , by the way what are inside of these bags? " " yeah y/n what are inside these bags? " he said while peeking inside the bag. Nick and Matt looks after Chris looked, "Could you maybe explain us why is their candy, and why is their a LOT of it? " he said while being confused, you giggle a little bit, you explain you guys were doing the candy salad tiktok trend. " I thought it be fun if we did a candy salad like the tiktok trend and each take turns and eat them afterwards!" Everyone agree to do it thinking it seems very fun and Nick has also seen other people do it so he wanted to do it too. You set up your phone with a water bottle and you guys started doing the tiktok.

After you guys were done doing the tiktok and taking turns you guys started eating the candy salad, you guys each toke a bowl and put the candy salad into your guys bowl. After some talking you all decided to go to Chris room and watch some tv, "Guys I'm tired, and is very uncomfortable sitting on the edge of the bed so I'm going to my room" "Good night Nick!" We all said while giggling because we were on in sync.

"Guys Im going to wash the dishes in the kitchen" you said while getting up from the bed " Nono I'll do it " he said while stopping you from going by holding your wrist "Is fine Chris and I also have to grab something I left in the kitchen earlier" "okay I guess" Chris said while slowly laying back down in his bed. Y/n left to the kitchen by closing the door and leaving Matt and Chris, "Chris something is going on with you these couple of days" Matt said with a little side eye "And can you tell me what is it MATTHEW" "you've been acting really weird around y/n like for example, last week when you hold her waist and hold her hand while you guys were walking around the theme park . And also you have been really looking at y/n and getting distracted by her, saying she's pretty and good looking and I feel like you like her or something." He said while looking at Chris who looks like is blushing really hard. "Fine, I like her, like really like her she's just so pretty, gorgeous, and when she smiles she looks so cute I just love her so much and the way she tal-" he gets cut off by Matt who looks speechless and shocked. "OMGGG I knew it , you do like her yes , but why don't you just confessed to her I bet she likes you too . You two would look so cute together" " idk man maybe I'm just nervous that she won't like me back" "hey guys!, so what were you guys talking about " she said . The two guys look so freak out by what to say but Matt hit Chris softly and let's just say Chris knows what was he trying to do.

"Y/n I have something to say to you.." Chris says with a nervous voice rethinking should he have done this or not , "yeah what's up?" Y/n said very calmly. "I like you y/n like Really REALLY like you , your so pretty,amazing and gorgeous and so cute and I've liked you for a long time now. And maybe I can take you on a date sometimes?"

Y/N' s POV

OMG no way Chris just said that to me I feel so happy right now, I've loved him for years now and now he's confessing his love for me OMG . I'm blushing so hard right now , I don't even know what to say.

But all I really want to do is say yes to everything that he just said to me .

END OF Y/N' s POV

CHRIS' s POV

I'm so nervous by what she's going to say to me,I don't even know why did I even did this but hopefully I don't regret this decision and hopefully this also doesn't ruin our friendship. I really truly love her appreciate everything she have ever done for me .

But all I really want to hear is her saying yes to everything that I just said.

END OF CHRIS' s POV

"So what do you say y/n?" He asked while being so heated up and just hoping she says yes to his question, "yes Chris, Yes I love you so much and forever will, and I will also love to go to the date with you" you said with a big smile on your face while you both blush .

After you said yes to his question, he immediately pull you into a kiss which turn into make out session. "Ugh, disgusting, I can't watch this im going to my room and goodnight,..ig" Matt said while being disgusted by you two. You both laugh at him as you two finished your kissed as he ran to his room.

"I love you Chris" you said while laying beside him on his bed,with your hands on his chest as his right hand hold your waist. "I love you more baby" " not on my watch " you two both giggle while falling asleep super close.

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Hope you guys like this one is not much but yeah ig ✌️

[paigehughes28]

Luke Hughes~Fate

Backstory: you are friends the Sturniolo triplets and you guys go to a New Jersey Devils hockey game and you run into Luke afterwards by accident

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yn_diangelo: off to a Devils game with my boys🫶🏼

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christophersturniolo we should be going to a Bruins game not this

| yn_diangelo you have your team and I have mine Chris😐

nicolassturniolo gorgeousssss

| yn_diangelo Thank you Nick🫶🏼

| nicolassturniolo always

User1 omg are you gonna meet Luke?!

| yn_diangelo sadly no

matthew.sturniolo 👥👥❤️✔️

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User2 take pictures for us!

| yn_diangelo planned on it!

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As Nick, Matt, Chris, and I got to the Prudential Center Matt parked the car and we got out. As we were walking to the stadium I smiled and got all giddy. “You all excited about seeing Luke Hughessss?” Matt teased me and I glared at him playfully. “Yes but I’m also happy to see my whole team play and watch them kick the Maple Leafs asses.” I said now with a smile as we walked in through the doors. We showed the front people our tickets then walked to our seats. Right behind the Devils bench. Warm ups started and I took some pictures of the Devils coming out and them doing warm ups. I was specifically eyeing Luke which I guess the triplets noticed cause they all sent me a smirk when I looked over at them. I snapped a quick picture of Nico at the bench beforeI put my phone back in my pocket then the game started. I watched intently as it started and the Maple Leafs had the puck. Marner passed it to Matthews who tried to score but it was blocked by Jake Allen. “Yeah!!” I, the triplets, and all the other Devils fans stood up screaming cheering the Devils on. After that we sat back down when the Devils had the puck. At the final minute of first period Nico scored the first goal of the game. I cheered them on as loud as I could as the timer went out for first period. Both teams went back to the locker room and soon second period came and went. The score was currently tied at 2-2. “Don’t worry y/n. They’re going to win, I’m sure of it.” Chris said placing a hand on my shoulder as he noticed me getting worried as third period started and I looked over at him. “Even if I may not exactly like this team.” He whispered and I laughed a little. I turned my head back towards the game to pay attention to it. Jack had the puck, he passed it to Dawson, who passed it to Luke. Luke is skating towards the goal when suddenly Matthews comes out of nowhere and slams into him. Almost the whole arena stood up shocked at what happened as Luke fell onto the ice holding his arm in pain. Jack skated over almost punching Matthews but the refs stopped him before he could. “Let Jack fucking punch his ass!” I yelled angrily as all the other Devils fans yelled in agreement. The refs made Matthews go to the penalty box as Jack followed his brother to the locker room. As they went by I glanced over at Luke who just happened to look up as I did and we made eye contact. I looked away and sat back down. “He better be okay or so help me god.” I muttered angrily only so I and the triplets could and the game went on and the Devils had a power play. Holtz scored the Devils third goal during the power play and closer to the end up the period Luke came back out and was playing again. As the timer ran out ending the game the Devils won 3-2. “Go out to eat now?” Nick asked and I nodded as the four of us got out navigating through the crowd back to the car and headed to a restaurant near by.

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yn_diangelo: took some picture of the Devils before the game started during warm ups

njdevils it was nice seeing you and the Sturniolo triplets there all the way from Boston!

| yn_diangelo anything for my home team!

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christophersturniolo you guys should have seen her when Luke got hurt by Matthews, she was LIVID

| yn_diangelo damn right I was that’s my favorite player😭

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“Oh my god!” I screamed in the car looking at my phone at who just followed me. “What happened?” Nick asked leaning over to look at my phone. “Oh my god!” Nick also screamed. “What?” Chris asked confused looking back at us while Matt gave a confused look through the rear view mirror. “The New Jersey Devils, Jack Hughes, Quinn Hughes, Nico Hischier, and nhl just followed me on instagram.” I said still in shock from what I saw on my instagram. Luke was the only Hughes brother to not follow me but who was I to complain too much? I just had three hockey players follow me, the nhl follow me, and a hockey team follow me. “Let me see.” Chris said as we pulled into the restaurant parking lot. I gave him my phone to look. “No way.” He said looking at my phone then showing Matt who had the same reaction. He handed back my phone to me and I put it back in my pocket. “We’re eating outside. Grab a seat while I get our orders.” I told the boys as we got out the car. “Got it.” They said and walked ahead of me to get inside and find a seat while I went to order our food at the register. We come here all the time when in New Jersey so I already knew what to get. I ordered our food and thanked the cashier giving her a tip then turned around to go find the boys when I bumped into someone. A very tall someone because my face slammed right into their chest. “Luke you’ve done did it again. Walking right into people.” I hear a voice say laughing as the man whose name I’m assuming is Luke grabs my waist as I almost fell to keep me up. I look up at the man and my jaw drops. It’s Luke Hughes. “I… uh..” I stutter and curse at myself for stuttering but blushing madly as he still has his hands gripping my waist, also realizing I still had on a Luke Hughes jersey. He lets go and I almost miss the touch. “Hey, you’re the girl at the game that Luke made eye contact with when he got injured and wouldn’t shut up about right? The one I followed on instagram?” A voice asks and I look to see Jack Hughes. “Yeah I am.” I say giving an awkward smile. “I was not talking about her!” Luke whisper yelled at Jack as his face turned red. “Sure.” Jack said sarcastically and I laughed awkwardly. “Well it was nice to meet the both of you despite uh… how it happened but I have to get back to my friends.” I said scratching the back of my neck. “Yeah.. have a good rest of the night.” Luke says with a small smile and I smile back. “You too.” I say walking away to find the triplets as I’m blushing fiercely. I find them and sit down across from Nick and Chris, next to Matt. “What happened to make you blush like that?” All three asked at the same time. “I may or may not have quite literally ran into Luke Hughes.” I said trying to stop blushing but it wouldn’t work. “Tell us the rest.” Nick said and I groaned. “I almost fell and he had grabbed me by the waist and Jack recognized me and might’ve revealed that Luke wouldn’t shut up about me after we made eye contact after he got injured.” I said then put a hand over my mouth to cover my smile and blush. Chris took a photo of me like that and I glared at him. “Someone’s gonna get their selves a boyfriend.” Matt teased poking my side. “No I’m not.” I said hitting him in the arm playfully. They came out with our food soon after and we ate indulging in a conversation as two or three of the Hughes brothers came outside and sat down near us. I looked over to see Luke already staring at me. We both smile and I swear I see him also blush then we look away. All of a sudden I got a notification from instagram.

lhughes_06 has followed you

A/n: I hope you guys enjoyed that for my first imagine! There will be a part two soon to this.

[instafic-for-readers]

₊˚ ⚽ ♡ ₊˚ Coach Seo ₊˚ ♡ ⚽️ ₊˚

Seo Changbin x GN!Reader

NonIdol!AU | SMAU | Written | Fluff | Rom-Com

Set 15 years after they left school, Y/N and Changbin redescover thier 'friendship'... The local football coach, Changbin has had his fair share of experience with handling teenage angst. As a single-parent of three teens, Y/N is getting lonely - maybe Changbin can change that?

₊˚ ⚽ ♡ ₊˚ Coach Seo ₊˚ ♡ ⚽️ ₊˚ M.list | Main M.List

{Authors Note: this is unedited!!!}

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Chapter Ten: Theme Park 🎢

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The group arrived at the theme park early, they wanted to be there for the whole day - so the kids could ride every single one. They were quick to pay and enter the park, discussing what to do first.

"We could go one side and then make our way to the other, that side has all the big ones so depends on what you wanna do first." Wooyoung suggested, everyone agreeing and making their way over to the bigger rides.

Y/N decided against going on these rides letting the guys take to kids onto them, instead they sat down in a shaded area - Changbin decided to do the same.

"You don't like the bigger rides?" he asked them,

"Not really, I think its more me worring about the kids the whole time. I do better on the smaller ones. You?"

"Not my favourite... Like you, I like the smaller, shorter ones better."

After the group decided to go line up for the second ride, Changbin suggested the pair wondered over to the food and drink stand and get everyone something to drink. They wandered over in a comfortable silence, just happy to be spending time together.

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"We're gonna go over to that one in a minute, do you wanna go on it?" Otto asked, running over to them.

"Yeah, that one looks good. Have a drink first though." Y/N suggested, the kids all nodded grabbing the drinks offered, the other guys doing the same.

"Thanks for the drinks guys!" Seonghwa spoke, a beaming smile on his face, the others chiming in afterwards. Seonghwa and Minho decided against going on the next one, staying with the bags and drinks instead.

"After this one, can we go on that one?" Avis asked,

"Yeah, sounds good." Jeongin said, everyone else also agreeing.

"After that, it'll be lunch time. So, we can go find a place to eat." Hyunjin spoke,

"God is it already that time?" Changbin joked,

"Time goes fast when you're having fun!" Wooyoung exclaimed, winking at both Y/N and Changbin - luckily the kids were looking the other way. The pair couldn't look at each other for a moment, embarresment on their faces.

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Sitting down for food took a moment, finding a table big enough for the group being a little difficult.

"What do you guys want?" Changbin asked Y/N and the kids,

"Nuggets!" Otto said, excitedly.

"Cheese burger, please." Avis asked, Teddy speaking straight after,

"Same for me, please."

"Of course, what about you?" Changbin asked Y/N,

"Oh, I'll come up with you."

The pair ordered their food, Changbin insisting on paying - leaving Y/N no room to argue.

"Thank you, you really didn't have to do that!" Y/N insisted, Changbin smiled and shook his head.

"Don't worry about it, I wanted to."

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The day was long but fun, Changbin and Y/N flirting a little throughout the day - only when they were away from the kids - Seonghwa and Wooyoung kept sending cheeky smiles over at them, while the other guys were keeping the kids attention away.

"So, hows the day been? Having fun flirting with Binnie?" Wooyoung teased, Y/N rolled their eyes.

"I had a good time, it was nice seeing him with you all."

"Yeah, he's an energetic guy. Fits right in with this lot." Wooyoung joked,

"Oh definitly, the kids really like him." Y/N mentioned, happy the kids were okay with their football coach randomly coming to the theme park.

"Do you think they know whats going on?" Y/N sighed at the question,

"I don't know, it would be pretty ignorant to think Avis and Teddy haven't figured it out. I just don't want to breach the subject. I think Otto thinks that we're just going out for fun. When we went on the date the other night, he never mentioned anything about it."

"They're smart kids, if they had a problem with it they would bring it up." Wooyoung reassured.

"Yeah, I know they would. I hope they're not keeping it to themselves, even if they didn't want to talk about it to me they know they can talk to you guys."

"Everything will be okay, don't worry!" Wooyoung exclaimed, calming Y/N a little.

"Thanks, Woo."

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₊˚ ⚽ ♡ ₊˚ Coach Seo ₊˚ ♡ ⚽️ ₊˚ M.list | Ch. Eleven

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[here4kpopfics]

I Can Do Better | PJM

Pairing: Jimin x (f)reader

Genre: Smut. Porn with the smallest plot.

AU: friends to fwb, coworkers 

Wordcount: 2,639

Summary: Your boyfriend of two years just dumped you and you're angry and sad. So get hammered with your coworker at his place and eat bad food and watch trash TV. Which leads to some interesting conversations.

Warnings: Drinking. Fingering. Thigh riding. The good stuff.

Rating: M / 18+

AN: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE MOST BEAUTIFUL CREATURE IN EXISTANCE. There was a conversation about fingers and somehow we got here. Thank you to @playmetheclassics​ for beta reading AND @classicseffects​ making me a gorgeous perfect banner and divider.😘

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How the hell did I get here?

That’s the question you’ve asked yourself at least four times in one night. 

Your boyfriend of two years decided to take you on a date, a great one. A great restaurant, a trip to your favorite arcade, and an ice cream afterwards. It was perfect. 

Except when he dropped you off at your apartment and broke up with you, saying he had a job offer overseas and didn’t want to do a long distance relationship. He barely gave you a chance to respond before he left you at your doorstep, completely dumbfounded. 

You don’t even remember choosing not to go into your apartment and instead getting in your car, stopping at the liquor store and buying whatever was cheap and strong. You don’t recall getting back in the car, driving another ten minutes, parking in the guest lot, storming your way to a door and slamming on it until it opened. 

That’s when you first asked the question as your best work friend, Jimin, opened the door, glaring daggers at you. 

“Why the hell are you slamming on my door, y/n?”

Your only response was to lift the bag of alcohol toward him. “We’re going to drink all of this. I have Thai food being delivered here in seventeen minutes.” 

You don’t let him respond, having to squeeze between him and the doorway to get inside, sitting on the floor in front of the couch, pulling out the bottles and mixers. You ignore the heavy sigh coming from the smaller man as he drags himself to the kitchen, grabbing two cups and sits down next to you. 

“Are you going to tell me why we’re drinking on Thursday night?”

You nod, finishing up a horrible concoction that was sure to hit quickly. 

“Taehyung broke up with me.”

“Oh.” you miss his wide eyes as you start working on the same concoction for him. 

“Yep. He got a job out of the country, and decided two years wasn’t worth at least trying long distance and peaced out before I could say anything. Next thing I know, I’m here.” Your phone pings, and you look at it briefly, getting up. 

“Food is here. Perfect timing, here’s your drink.” You hand him the drink and hurry to the door to accept the food. 

When you return, Jimin’s already moved everything off the coffee table and made space for the abundance of food you barely remember ordering. You leave the food with him, making your way to the kitchen to grab extra napkins and utensils. 

It’s not until you finally sit back down and help divide up the food that he finally speaks again. 

“Wait, didn't you have a date tonight?”

It’s at this you snort a laugh, not caring if it’s attractive or not. 

“Oh yeah. It was perfect too.” You nod, stuffing your face with whatever was in front of you. “Good food, then to the arcade we always went to when we started dating, ice cream, and then bam, dumped.” 

You take a deep swig of your drinking, sticking your tongue out in disgust at the flavor. “But hey. What a way to make it memorable, right?” 

“I guess…are you going to be okay?” He’s a little hesitant, having only ever experienced you acting like you were fine, leaning heavily into the sarcasm when you were livid when at work having a customer scream in your face about something that was their fault. 

You finally look at Jimin, and put on the best smile you can, knowing you both know it’s fake.

“I have to be. What’s done is done according to him, so I have no other option but to get over it.”

“It still meant something to you, y/n. That’s two whole years. You can’t just tell yourself you’re fine after two-.” 

“Hey, Jimin?” you interrupt, lazily pointing your chopsticks at him. “I appreciate it, I do, that you’re trying to get me to feel feelings and process them like a healthy adult. I love that about you, truly.” You ignore his blush and continue. 

“But that’s not why I came here. I came here to get drunk, eat delicious takeout, and watch something shitty on the tv with you to forget this happened. Can we do that instead? Process emotions later? Please?”

He watches you for a second, trying to figure out if he should push further, but decides against it. Silently nodding and handing you the remote. You mumble a thank you and scroll through whatever streaming platform he was already on.

You both settle on a ridiculous reality tv show about hot people living together, you have no idea what the show's point is, but you two become somewhat invested the more you drink. 

The second time you ask yourself the question is two hours and many cups of your horrible drink mixture later. You and Jimin are still sitting on the floor, backs against the couch and both shit-talking one of the contestants, if that’s what they even are. 

You lean your head against the seat of the couch as Jimin spews some nonsense about how unrealistic and fabricated the drama in the show is. You giggle, turning your head so you can see Jimin. 

God, he’s pretty. Perfect jaw, perfect lips, perfect eyes, perfect smile, perfect hair, those perfect lips again. 

“Ugh, here they go again, those idiots.” You snap out of your intrusive thoughts and turn your focus back to the tv. The horrible female contestants are sitting around drinking and talking about men they’ve slept with, or more specifically, their fingers. 

One girl starts going on about the importance of long fingers providing better orgasms and another debates back that it’s actually the thickness that matters. You start to zone out, not catching yourself thinking out loud in time. 

“Tae has long fingers…”

“I’m sorry, what?” Your eyes widen, keeping them locked on the screen that is now paused. 

“I didn’t say anything.” You lie, but he’s already shifting to look at you. 

“No, I’m pretty sure you said something about your now ex’s fingers.” He smirks at your glaring expression toward him. 

“Well, he does. He has long fingers. And sure as hell knew how to use them.” Why you’re defending or better yet, bragging, about your now ex boyfriend is beyond you, but you feel the need to do it anyway. 

“I’m sure he did.” He scoffs, taking another swig of the gross beverage. 

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means, y/n, that the length of someone’s fingers means nothing. It’s all about what you do with them. And, I remember you drunkenly telling me about him fumbling and you having to fake it a few times with him.” 

“I did not! I’ve never faked it with him!” 

He leans back against the couch, laughing, twisting his head to meet you, glaring at him. “Why are you glaring at me?”

“I’m hoping you’ll spontaneously combust.”

He laughs again. “Aish, you’re delusional, y/n.” 

“Like you could do any better? Your fingers are half the length of his. Your pinky is like a stub.” You cross your arms and turn back to the screen at the sudden silence, ignoring how he looks at you. 

A second later, he gets up, walking in front of you and into the kitchen. You can hear the sound of water for a moment before he makes his way back, this time sitting on the couch directly behind you. You lean your head back, resting it against his crossed legs as his fingers trace your jawline, sending shivers down your spine. 

The third time you ask yourself how you got here is when he finally leans down enough that his lips barely brush over yours. 

“I can do better.” He whispers, lifting his head up just enough that your eyes lock on to one another, his asking for permission and yours giving it with a slight nod and twist of the head to grant him better access. His lips mold against yours in a slow but very needy kiss, his fingers still tracing your jaw and down your neck to your collarbone. 

He finally pulls away, tapping your arm twice, and you immediately twist to be on your knees facing him. He slides his legs down to rest on the floor with you sitting in between them, hands bringing your face up to meet his lips again. His tongue playfully licks across your lips and you open up, allowing him entry to devour you, moaning around him all the while. Your hands sliding up his inner thighs. He pulls away, giving you one last kiss before smiling down at you.

“Stand up, princess.” He demands it so confidentially while still sounding like the perfect prince. You stand up, his hands dragging down your waist as you stand until they rest on your hips. He looks up at you, eyes sparkling as he grins something sinister. 

“Lift your dress for me.” The command is barely a whisper as his hands move under your dress to your ass, squeezing just enough to make you bring your hips forward as you lift the skirt of your dress to reveal your lace underwear. 

The sigh he lets out at the sight of the lace is enough to cause a whole new flood of arousal to soak your underwear. He kisses just above the waistband of the lacey lingerie, one hand slipping down to the back of your thigh while the other runs up and along your stomach, dipping down over the lace. 

His thumb slides down to your center, running up and down your folds through your underwear, gawking at the wet sounds you’re already making.

“Fuck, that guy is an idiot for breaking up with this.” He murmurs before burying his face in between your legs, rubbing his nose against the damp spot. You whisper a few curse words, forcing yourself to continue to remove your dress. He pulls away from your center, leaning back against the couch, almost dazed by the matching lace bra that you remove along with the ruined underwear. 

“Get the fuck over here, princess. I need to show you what a real orgasm is.”

You swallow nervously as you straddle his lap, yelping when one of his hands comes down to smack your ass. He brings your hips down to his, guiding yours to grind against him, soaking his pajama pants in the process. His lips find your neck and you whimper as he marks you across your neck and collarbone. 

“Fuck, Jimin, please.” Your voice strains out as you continue rutting against him, whimpering every time your clit touches the now wet fabric.

“Please what, princess? What do you need?” He buries his face in your neck, panting against your skin.

“Anything. Something. Fuck.” Your fingers tangle in his hair, needing something to hold on to. Jimin just smirks into your neck, using both hands to roughly grind you against him. You cry out, feeling the tightness in your core when he abruptly stops. 

“What the fuck? Why’d you stop?” 

He brings his face back, admiring your flustered expression for a moment as he repositions you both. Suddenly you’re facing away from him and he’s made it so you’re only straddling one of his thighs, removing his pajama pants in the process but leaving his briefs. Before you can reach down to help him relieve any tension from the massive bulge below you, he’s lightly pushing between your shoulder blades, easing you to lean forward until you can basically rest your arms on the coffee table. 

He slips a hand between you both, halting any movement from you. He uses his middle and ring finger to spread your arousal everywhere, smothering your bundle of nerves in it, before returning back to your entrance where he slips the two fingers in without warning. You gasp, pressing further down on his fingers as he curls them in an upside-down come hither motion. 

“You’re going to fuck yourself on my fingers and my thigh, princess. Think you can do that?” 

You nod quickly, desperate for any kind of friction, almost jumping when he adds his index as well. His other hand begins guiding your hips against his thigh and it’s suddenly a whole new experience when it’s his skin against your clit and not the fabric.

You continue grinding against his thigh, clit rubbing against skin with every pull forward and fingers sinking deeper with every roll back, a moaning mess the entire time. Every pull forward, his fingers curl into a claw, pressing against your walls, while every roll back he straightens them out and spreads them as wide as they can go, flexing the muscles in his thigh simultaneously. You both know you’re not going to last long, clenching around his fingers and losing your previously steady rhythm.

“Gonna come for me, princess? Gonna come all over these fingers you think are too small?” His voice is teasing and you nod frantically, but shake your head right after.

“Not too small, fuck, anything but too small. Fuck, I’m gonna come.”

“He ever make you feel like this?” He asks more seriously, waiting until you pull forward to shove his fingers in even deeper as you roll back. Your groan is deep within you, desperate to be free. 

“No.” is all you can bring yourself to respond with. You can almost see the smug smile on his perfect face. 

“Good. Come for me, y/n. All over my fingers, like a good girl.” 

On command, and with one final push forward and back onto his fingers, you’re coming around them, clenching down as you reach that perfect high. He doesn’t stop though, holding you still as he fucks his three fingers in you harder than before. You scream his name as his fingers coax out an immediate second orgasm that’s smaller than the first, but still as strong. 

When you finally still yourself and catch your breath, you roll onto your back on the couch, watching him palm his erection through his underwear as he licks his fingers. 

And that’s when you ask yourself the question for the fourth time. 

How the hell did I get here?

You wait until he’s almost done cleaning yourself off him when you finally speak again. 

“What the hell just happened?” You close your legs, starting to reach for your dress, when the hand that just tortured two orgasms out of you lands on your knee, slowly reopening your legs. 

“You insulted my abilities and I had to prove you wrong.” His hand slides down your thigh again, squeezing the muscles along the way. You don’t stop him. 

“But I just got out of a relationship.”

“I wasn’t asking you to be my girlfriend, princess. There’s a difference.” He takes a sharp breath staring at the mess he’s made of you between your legs, palming himself even more. 

“And, I don’t mind being a rebound if it’s with you. I can make you feel good if that’s all you need from me.” His eyes dart up to yours, completely serious about his offer.

“No strings?”

“None whatsoever.” He grins, and you use your foot to press against his erection through his underwear, earning a grunt from him. 

“Okay. Make me feel good, Jimin.” You whisper, pressing your foot down harder. 

“Your wish is my command, princess.” He quickly gets the words out as he stands up, picking you up bridal style and rushing to his bed. 

You both know you’ll wake up tomorrow regretting it and questioning your friendship, but that’s not important now. What’s important is the way he made you forget all about your stupid breakup with just his fingers and the curiosity of what else he’s capable of.

Hope you liked it. Happy birthday to my little squish Jimin. 🥰

[marcelllyn]

Our last day.

I feel almost like a sinner in saying that my passion for Dean has passed for now, which is probably why things moved so quickly in this story.

This is part three of the story "Just a Bed"

Synopsis: It's your last day with Dean by your side.

Warnings: There was no review, sexual mention, English is not my first language.

— Ooh, I'm a cowboy. On a steel horse I ride. I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive! — I sang in unison to Dean.

The day was beautiful, with just a few clouds amid the pure blue sky.

— Did you know that the blue I see in the sky may not be the blue you see?

— Don't start with these strange people matter. — He lowered the music volume. — We are already reaching our final point.

— We could take a walk around the place, I wanted to have ice cream.

I turned to him with a pout.

—Unhurried. — He snorted.

—Have you not seen him for a long time?

— A while, but not long. — His gaze was focused on the road, with his eyebrows almost furrowed, and his jaw tense. — It's your sister? I completely forgot to ask about her.

—She is very happily married, for your information, and gave me two beautiful nephews. — I ran my finger lightly through his hair. — Do you think Sam has gotten over the image from that night? — I joked.

— I hope so, I don't think it's a big deal to see your older brother fucking your best friend. — Dean mocked with a small smile on his face.

— I would be very traumatized if I saw my sister having sex.

—But I would get over it at some point. — Dean laughed loudly. — It might be a bad memory for him, but a great one for me.

I covered my face with my hands in shame.

—You do not need to be ashamed. — He messed up my hair. — The past stays in the past, it's just a joke. But if you want to repeat. I pulled his ear and turned up the radio.

— Your silence is wonderful sometimes.

Arriving in town, Dean paid for parking so we could walk around. I realized on our second day of travel that I had few comfortable clothes for travel, Dean lent me two t-shirts, so I could be more comfortable.

— Where do you want to go first? — I was walking on the side of the street, as soon as he noticed he switched sides with me. — I'm looking forward to spending your father's inheritance money.

I slapped him on the back. I was dying to eat ice cream, I was probably about to get my period, judging by my animalistic desire to eat something very sweet.

— I want to go to an ice cream shop.

— Afterward, we could go to the cinema, Constantine is showing. — He pulled me close. — We have to enjoy our last day together.

My smile fell, I felt like crying in his lap. I didn't want him to go, I wanted to see Sam and I wanted them to stay here with me. I guess the universe was never completely kind to me. Something bad always followed something great.

Turns out Dean was that great thing, it would be a lie to say I forgot about him after five years. Deep down, my wish was for him to come back, to drop this crazy life and live like Sam, perhaps.

— Constantine is so like you. — I swallowed the tears, the taste was bitter. — I think I could work at an ice cream shop.

— To eat all the ice cream. I don't judge, if I worked in a pie shop.

—There! — I pointed to an ice cream shop across the street. — Let's go. I grabbed his hand and ran across the street. Near the sidewalk a car passed quickly, Dean pulled me back. My entire body shook, I could have died.

— Be careful, you slut! — The young man, probably drunk, shouted through the window of his filthy gray car.

We went to the sidewalk, Dean looked at me with his eyebrows furrowed from top to bottom.

— Everything is fine? —Your hand didn't let go of mine. — That idiot didn't hurt you, did he?

— It is not alright. — I sighed. Could have been run over. I pulled him to the ice cream shop, pink walls and tables shaped like milkshakes. It was like a bizarre dream.

— Which ice cream would you like? — My body was still terrified.

— Strawberry. — He sat at one of the tables. — Strawberry and flakes. I asked the girl with blonde hair and a slightly provocative uniform, especially around her breasts, for a cone with two scoops of ice cream for Dean and a black forest milkshake for me. I paid with money from my own card and sat down next to Dean.

— Do you think you're coming to visit me? At any moment.

— I don't know, you know, life is full of unexpected events. — The blonde waitress took our order, smiling sweetly at Dean, but he didn't care and looked back at me. — Who knows, maybe when I come back you’ll be married with children.

I drank my candy in silence, I couldn't imagine being married with children.

—And you? I imagine your son listening to rock music from the womb.

— I think it’s in conception too. — He winked at me.

— Is that all you think about? — I rolled my eyes.

— Sex is something natural, and I like doing it and talking about it. I don't know why it bothers you so much. — Laughed. — Anyway, what do you plan to do once you’ve arrived at your destination?

— Get a job and rent a hotel room for a while.

He shrugged and ate his ice cream in silence. I loved looking at him, his beauty was the kind that I never got tired of looking at, every time I looked, I discovered yet another detail that highlighted his beauty.

We finished our desserts, resting his head in one hand, staring into my soul.

—What? — I took a napkin to clean my lips.

— I'm just recording your face in my memory.

— Heavens, don't masturbate thinking about me, I beg you. — My tone was sarcastic, but I wouldn't be surprised if he was the reason.

— I believe, I would never do that. — He got up. — Come on, I need to see Sam today.

~~~~~~

Dean and I were sitting in the back rows of the cinema, we decided to watch some romance film that he chose instead of Constantine. No popcorn, just two cans of Coca-Cola. The room was practically empty.

As the film played, I felt despair in my chest, every second my time with him was ending.

— I will miss you. Dean whispered.

— I'm going too. — I replied with tears in my eyes.

I turned my face slightly to smile at him. Dean held my face with both hands and kissed my lips sweetly. I grabbed the back of his head, indicating my acceptance of the kiss. I gave space between my lips so that his tongue could enter. Dean kissed me until we were both panting. Our noses were still touching.

— I've wanted to do this since that day I met you at the cafeteria. — He whispered and kissed my nose.

Smile gracefully. My heart felt like it wanted to leave my body, it was beating so fast.

— We should go to the car. — I ran my hand over his thigh.

~~~~~~

Sitting on his lap, the kiss became increasingly heated. I ran my hand under his shirt, feeling his warm skin with my cold fingers.

I moved my hand down to his belt buckle. Dean smiled between my lips. I caressed his member through his pants.

— Let's go to the back seat. — Dean suggested breathlessly.

We moved to the backseat, Dean lay on top of me. It was still dusk, the sun made it more beautiful. He removed his t-shirt and belt.

— One second. — He squeezed my thigh as he searched his wallet for the condom. He smiled when he found it. He gently kissed my neck, moving my panties down to my knees. My skirt really helped with ease. When his hand was about to reach the main point, we heard violent knocks on the car window. A police officer waved. I closed my legs.

Goodnight. — Dean rolled down the window. — How can I help you?

— If you want to continue with this, go to a motel, otherwise you will both spend the night at the police station.

— Clear. — Dean smiled fakely and the officer left. — Sorry. — Dean laid his head on my breasts.

[marvelfanfics1]

hii can i please request a rainy day with daddy chris? watching cartoons and cuddling. hope your doing well btw and i love your fics sm! <33

Rainy Day

Pairing: daddy!chris x little!reader

Warnings: Age Regression, fluff, don't like? Don't read!

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You pout while looking out the window where it was pouring non-stop. The actual plan was to go to the dog park with Dodger today but it was already raining when you woke up.

You were in your playroom sitting and waiting with Dodger before the window after breakfast and desperately hoped for the sun to come out again.

"What are you two doing?" your Daddy asked while walking inside to stand behind you, leaning down to kiss your head and reaching to the side to scratch behind the pup's ear.

"Don't wike the rain" you pout again, leaning against Chris.

"Oh, Honey, I know you wanted to go to the park. I promise we go tomorrow if it's not raining again, yeah?" he said and you nod, you were still a little disappointed but it's not your daddy's fault that it's raining and you know that.

Chris tried to distract you by playing different kinds of games with you for a while when he saw you start to rub your eyes and yawned a few times.

"What do you think of cuddling and watching cartoons for a bit and later we can look through the coloring book that Seb gave you last week, how does that sound?" he asked and you stopped playing, making grabby hands for him.

"Yes pwease," you gave him a little smile. He picked you up and pecked your lips, making his way to the living room with Dodger trotting behind.

On the way there he stopped by the bedroom to get your stuffie and favorite blankie that he knows comforts you very much.

"What does the princess want to watch?" he asked while setting you down on the sofa, handing you your comfort items and you giggled.

"The Pwincess and the Frog!" you smiled, going with the nickname.

"A good decision, isn't that right buddy?" Chris asked and Dodger barked in agreement, jumping on the couch and laying down beside you.

Chris put on the movie and sat down on your other side, placing his arm around your shoulder and pulling you closer.

He grabbed your blankie and covered you with it and you took some of it to also cover your daddy with it.

During the movie Chris was rubbing either your back or your arm, that's something he does often when you're close to falling asleep.

Later that day, after you had taken your nap on the couch, you were sitting in the kitchen and coloring in your new Marvel-themed color book while your daddy was preparing dinner.

"Daddy, look! Is you!" you squealed when you showed him the page.

"That's right, such a smart girl I have" he praised and you started to color happily.

When Chris was done with cooking you put the book aside and he placed a plate with spaghetti before you.

"I wanna eat on my own today. M big girl!" you said and he was about to hand you the fork but hesitated, making you look up at him.

"You can eat on your own but only if you take a bath afterward," he said but quickly added. "Without complaining" you nod, taking the purple plastic fork and starting to eat.

Just like he thought, you ended up with sauce all over your face and clothes.

He was relieved when the bath went smoothly, only a few whines but got easily distracted by all the toys he let you put in. After he helped you put on your jammies he went with you through your bedtime routine which included doing your hair, brushing your teeth, and putting on body lotion.

Chris send you to the bedroom so he could get ready for bed as well and smiled when he heard you giggling and shuffling around on the bed, knowing that you were probably fooling around with Dodger.

He wasn't in the bathroom for long and soon joined you in bed with a story to read you to sleep. You got as close as you could to your daddy and wrapped yourself around him, feeling him kiss your head and listening to him reading the bedtime story.

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[lives-in-midgard]

can I request reader coming from a long day at work all flushed, red-nosed and sniffly. Wand notices immediately and asks whats wrong and reader says shes been coming down with a cold all day. So Wanda makes her go up to bed and rest so she can look after her? Maybe gets her tissues and soup?

Cuddles and Soup

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader

Word Count: 600

A/N: Hi everyone! Thank you anon for sending in that cute request!! I hope you enjoy it! 💖

Masterlist

When you woke up this morning you weren’t feeling good. You needed to sneeze a few times and you were feeling more ill through the day. You already had such a sore throat from all the talking and your nose was red from so many sniffles. Your workday has finally come to an end after nearly nine hours and you can finally drive home to your lovely girlfriend.

You parked your car in the garage, took your bag and walked into your shared home. While you took of your shoes you immediately sneezed.

“Bless you, my love” You heard Wanda shout from the kitchen while you put of your coat. As you walked into the kitchen you could smell that Wanda has cooked paprikash. You saw Wanda standing there and tasting some of the paprikash. She looked up to you and immediately saw that you weren’t feeling good.

“Oh, my love what’s wrong?” Wanda walked to you and saw how red your nose was.

“I think I’m coming down with a cold.” You quietly said and sneezed again.

“Oh, honey” Wanda said and softly pressed her hand on your forehead to feel if you have temperature.

“I think you are not having a fever. How about you go to bed and rest while I make a soup for you?” Wanda asked you.

“Hhitshhieww that’s a good idea.” You said and Wanda handed you a tissue. You went upstairs and changed into Wanda’s pajamas and made yourself comfortable in bed. A few minutes later Wanda came in to check on you.

“There are some tissues and your favorite tea for my beautiful patient.” Wanda handed you a box of tissues and put a tea on your bedside table. She sat beside you on the bed and stroke your hair while you sniffled.

“Get some rest I’ll bring you the soup later.” She placed a soft kiss on your forehead and left the room. After a few minutes you started to drift away. You dreamt of Wanda smiling at you from across the room at a party. She went to you to tell you something but then you woke up to Wanda coming in with the soup.

“Sorry that I woke you, but you should eat something maybe you feel a little better afterwards.” She said and placed the soup on the bedside table. You sat up and were about to take a sip.

“Carefully it’s still a little hot.”

“This soup is so good Wands.” You said after eating the whole soup she brought you into the room. Wanda had a big smile on the face when you said that.

“Thank you, my mom used to make it for me and Pietro when we were sick.” She spoke.

“Oh, Wands” You placed your hand on her cheek “I love you so much”.

“I love you too” Wanda said and was about to give you a kiss when you turned away to sneeze.

“I would love to kiss you Wands, but I don’t want you to get sick.”

“I would rather get sick than not to kiss you.” You needed to smile at what Wanda said and gave her a short kiss.

“Here take this medicine and try to sleep I’ll be here when you wake up.” Wanda gave you the medicine and you took it and drank some tea after it. Wanda crawled into the bed and you cuddled up to her. She gave you a kiss on your forehead and after a few minutes you felt asleep to her summing a lullaby. 

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Anon asked:

5. Is a possible interpretation of the ending that Louis&Lestat are working together again? Lestat said he could go out again if he had Louis but Louis said he had to go. Lestat then somehow ends up going after the guy that Louis was just talking to? Obvi not a coincidence so maybe he's just following Louis…but what if he's doing what he said? He's going out again bc he has Louis. Louis set up Malloy; or at least did so only after his reaction to his story? Maybe a stupid theory lol. ^2/3 anyway, sorry to come at you with all these questions, I just can't find answers anywhere else. Loved the movie and would just like to understand it better. I also think Louis&Lestat could be working together again because if Louis has resigned to killing people to survive, which is all Lestat ever really wanted him to be, is there any real reason they can't be in eachother's lives anymore? Thank you so much for any time you can give me and my questions lol! ^3/3

No worries, these are interesting questions!

I mean, that's an interesting thought, that Louis set Daniel up for Lestat to feed on... 👀 Could be true, but based on the script and the books, and the fact that Louis never hunted with Claudia... (Louis does hunt with Lestat or other vampires on occasion later in canon) but I don't think Louis would send an innocent victim out for Lestat to kill*.

I think in the movie version of the story, my interpretation was that:

Lestat had been following Louis for a while.

When Louis and Daniel went indoors, Lestat crawled into the open backseat of Daniel's car, conveniently parked nearby. This way, he could listen to them talk (the window was open!) and it put Lestat in place for acquiring the tapes of the interview afterward (and the car! And some human blood!).

In the movie's timeline, Louis had visited Lestat in NOLA (we don't know when, but based on Louis's clothing, it looks like late '80's or early '90's) and then left him there...

We don't know how much time passed until he met with Daniel, San Francisco looks like the late '80's or early '90's, too.

So maybe Lestat went to great effort to track Louis down to San Francisco and followed him, still wounded but desperate to reconnect with Louis when he had revived with more strength.

I also think Louis&Lestat could be working together again because if Louis has resigned to killing people to survive,

Yes, Louis seemed to get over his issues with killing ppl when Claudia entered the picture, she never saw him eating rats.

Maybe he wanted to set a good example for her, or maybe he just finally agreed, having tried to kill her, that human blood is more nutritious for vampires... we don't know! Lestat makes some snip at Louis about eating rats in front of Claudia and he tells her it was a long time ago, before she was born, and "I don't recommend them," with this little slurp to amuse her:

because if Louis has resigned to killing people to survive, which is all Lestat ever really wanted him to be, is there any real reason they can't be in eachother's lives anymore?

But no, Louis & Lestat aren't clearly back together again at the end of the '94 movie, but at least Lestat is mostly revived by the very end, there's hope that he's going to be his old vibrant self in a new age, and maybe even turn Daniel! I don't know what the plan was for the next movie, but there was a sequel planned for a long time, the movie rights eventually expired. The more book-focused fans might say that Louis enjoys his space and doesn't need a constant lover, and that Lestat is somewhat of a manwhore who struggles with monogamy (maybe partly BECAUSE he can't get Louis to commit to him, so he goes out looking for love surrogates), but he always pines for Louis. Now matter how hard you ship Louis and Lestat you will never ship Louis and Lestat as hard as Lestat does. [X][X @high-fructose-lesbianism]

The more book-focused fans in VC fandom generally agree that Louis gave the interview in order to get his story out, and if Lestat was still alive, it could provoke him enough to come out of hiding** bc maybe Louis still has feelings for Lestat, but killing people was not the only reason they couldn't be in each other's lives. Louis suffered in the dynamic they were in during the 65 years together in IWTV. There's been a lot of writing on it over the years but most book-focused fans agree there was some level of abuse from Lestat to Louis (and Claudia), whether emotional, verbal, and/or physical. Lestat threatened them both with harm at different times, and he had been very secretive, which created frustration for Louis and Claudia about their nature as vampires, and even if Lestat did all this out of fear for their safety, or worry that they might leave him, or any other reasons, it was still Not Great, not something Louis would want to throw himself back into so easily!

If you read the books, Louis/Lestat has a tension as a ship that continues throughout, and Anne Rice basically tried to have them finally together in the last book. She had teased us about a L/L wedding over the years, and that never went through in canon. 😭💗

**And in the Vampire Lestat, Lestat does rise and he wants to join a rock band, when he tells them his name, they thought it was marvelous that he was pretending to be the vampire Lestat:

*In canon, Louis kills random people, so that he's not responsible for judging them as deserving of death, even murderers can serve their time and return to society! If Louis gets to know a victim at all, he has too much empathy for them to kill them. However, canonically and in the '94 movie, Lestat kills evildoers, it stems from him saving his village from wolves when he was alive, when he was praised for protecting the villagers and the livestock from those terrorizing wolves. It justifies his need as a vampire to kill, while also making him a kind of hero bc he's protecting the innocent ppl from the evildoers.

Killing evildoers takes more effort in some ways, bc Lestat has to read their minds first or see them be criminals in order to be sure they're really evil, but he enjoys it! Sometimes he spends weeks, months, years pursuing a victim.

Anyway, since Daniel's not shown in the '94 movie or canon to be an evildoer, I don't think Louis would feed him to Lestat.

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south park body headcanons (im imagining late teens/20s here) - agree or disagree?

stan: 5’10”. stocky, not fat but not super muscular, although it would be easy for him to put on muscle if he wanted to. just doesn’t prioritize it over his creative stuff. strong biceps and shoulders but he got that beer gut. love it.

kyle: 6’2”. lean string bean. conventionally thin with a sleeper build, strong arms and visible abs bc he’s more into sports/working out than the others. he goes on 6am runs and does pushups in the morning let’s be real. and i like the thought of him being awkwardly taller then the other 3.

cartman: 5’8”. he is still volumptious! i don’t care what anyone says. that boy will not mature to be a muscle monster alpha. whatevea whateva, he does what he wants! which would be eating lots of kfc and liane’s cooking. and not working it off. terrible team player and has no sportsmanship, he would not be in any sports.

kenny: 5’6”. he’s the shortest because he was malnourished as a child but we love a short king. scrawny but could hold up in a fight, a little muscular from doing random jobs + i think he’d do football or track.

Stan: Agree. He’s got a bit of a tummy but that never hurt anyone. I kinda picture him being built kinda like Pacha from Emperor’s New Groove. Not quite as chubby but you get the picture. He’s solid. If you throw him at a moving truck he’d ricochet off. Randy probably insisted that he ate more ‘rich people food’ which contributed to his broadness, because Randy kept feeding him too much to ‘make him look like a real rich guy’. Hes got the quarterback build. Hes overweight but most of it is because he’s just solid in high school.

Kyle: Agree! Kyle w/sleepers build is now a fav hdc of mine. i feel like he was that one kid as a freshman who was absolutely rail thin because every calorie he ate went to his height instead of his muscles, but then junior year hits and he suddenly starts gaining muscle. He has a very strict workout routine and likes going for morning runs while the sun’s rising. It helps him clear his head. His immediate response to stress is to exercise. He has a ton of random growth spurts and when he’s at the bus stop with the other 3 the summer after 8th grade he just looms over them, lmao-he’s absolutely strong though. Just because he was rail thin as a freshman did not mean he was weak.

Cartman: Absolutely! I hate when people make Cartman suddenly buff, as if he would give up Cheesy Poofs and Butterwich Sabdwixhes He’s still a chubby boy even in his teen years. Hes that one kid who walks the mile in gym because he ‘doesn’t feel like running today’. Whenever his team loses usually because of him he absolutely throws a fit. He hit Kyle in the head with a baseball bat and nearly split his head open in eighth grade because he lost. Hes thrown kickballs in fits of rage and gives no fucks. Whenever he wins you don’t stop hearing it from him for months afterwards. He would never lift a finger to work off all the KFC and Cheesy Poifs he eats. I don’t care what people say. He’s not gonna suddenly have a change of heart and work off all that. It’s not in character for him. Just look at him in “Raising the Bar”.

Kenny: Agree! He probably has scars on his body from doing stupid shit for money. He didn’t have much to go off of, like you said, because he was malnourished as a kid. I do like to think his friends (mainly Butters and Kyle) start noticing Kenny is way thinner than they thought, and start giving him food, so he does eventually have his growth spurt, but he’s definitely not the tallest. His hands and arms are probably really calloused from random jobs he’s picked up. He’s extremely scrappy and could probably kick ass in a fight, even if he’s malnourished. In his teen years his friends start letting him shower at their place. He starts taking better care of his body as well, with the help of his friends. Hes a tiny little thing tho. I don’t see him being gigantic, but he’s not like-elf sized either.

Agree 100% with these!!

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Morty is a really tragic character

I'm rewatching the series for like the 10th time, and I'm feeling really bad for Morty, the poor boy went through so much, here's what he goes through in season 1 alone.

Episode 1 ~ Pilot

Suffers from extreme panic from Rick saying he will blow up the world, and is tired due to it also being late at night

Is manhandled by Rick for this entire episode, and Rick is very harsh toward him

Is dragged out of school by Rick

Breaks both of his legs

Stuffs Mega-seeds up his rectum and it is apparently painful due to them being pointy

Is immobilized for hours due to them dissolving in his rectum

Episode 2 ~ Lawnmower Dog

Was about to get punished for something Rick did

Rick snaps at him all because Morty suggested Rick helps him with his homework

Is terrified due to having to avoid getting shot so he doesn't die in real life

Is slapped by Rick while screaming

Is traumatized due to seeing his sister in a...suggestive way

Is terrified due to Scary Terry

Rick embarrasses him in front of girls (Those girls weren't real but still)

His kidneys shut down

His dog leaves

Rick insults him "What do you know Morty? What do you know?"

Episode 3 ~ Anatomy Park

Gets hastily told by Rick to hold his breath until a certain process is over or his lungs will collapse

Is nearly choked by Poncho for no real reason

Is nearly attacked by monsters (multiple times throughout the episode)

Sees mutiple people die (Throughout episode)

Alice taken away from him for Rick's own selfish reasons, Rick doesn't apologize and brushes it off saying he did Morty a favor

Episode 4 ~ M-Night Sha-aliens!

He isn't exactly in this episode, but in an aftercredits scene, Rick holds a knife to Morty's neck while angerily asking him "ARE YOU A SIMULATION!?"

Episode 5 ~ Meeseeks and Destroy

Got traumatized from having to kill people who looked exactly like his family

Rick is very harsh towards him for the majority of the episode

Got assaulted by Mr. Jellybean, narrowly escaped him

Panicked when he saw Mr. Jellybean again

Episode 6 ~ Rick Potion #9

Multiple people fell in love with him and charged at him

Rick is very harsh towards him throughout this episode

A bunch of praying mantis/ vole/ human hybrids talked about how they would like to have sex with him then eat him afterwards

Got traumatized from being forced to bury himself

Episode 7 ~ Raising Gazapazorp

Tried his best to raise a very aggressive, violent son named Morty Jr. then Morty Jr. made a book talking about what a terrible father he was

Episode 8 ~ Rixty Minutes

Actually, not a lot of bad stuff happens to him in this episode, but we see the impact of him burying himself

Episode 9 ~ Something Ricked this Way Comes

Jerry snapped at him 2 times in this episode for no real reason

Jerry embarrassed him in front of a lot of Plutonions

Episode 10 ~ Close Rick Counters with Rick Kind

Got dragged away from his family just because our Rick's Morty (Ik he's technically Rick Prime's Morty but eh)

Got angry at Rick when he found out he was just a human cloaking device

Saw himself in agony

Cried when Rick said "You are a perfect impenetrable suit of human amor Morty because you're as dumb as I am smart. So that's why when I say shut up, it's really good advice."

Got locked in with a bunch of other Mortys

Rick insulted him after Morty saved his life "Ok Morty, don't break an arm jerking yourself off."

Episode 11 ~ Ricksy Business

Tried to convince Rick not to have a party since he'd prefer to keep going on adventures with Rick, but Rick just brushed him off

Worked tirelessly to attempt to keep the house in good shape

Rick dumped people who were annoying him onto Morty

Saw Squancy uh...pleasuring himself in the closet

Saw Abrodolf Lincoler die

Rick got a bunch of people to boo him.

This all happened in season one. This poor dude got constantly insulted and had horrible things happen to him. It's easy to forget that he's only 14 due to all of the stuff that happened to him. A lot of this stuff could be difficult for an adult to handle, I can't image how much mental damage it must do to someone who is only 14. Poor Morty is traumatized, the poor kid deserves all the hugs and kindness in the world and a good family, man.

[ashtheketchum]

Asking you out Bowers Gang

A/N: Actually I had made NSFW headcanons but somehow it didn't upload. Only I could see it, so I deleted it :( So I made this, as Valentine's Day chapter! (A little late, I know-)

Warnings: Fluff, Patrick being Patrick

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Henry Bowers:

You had to go to school a little early because you had a conversation with your class teacher. Henry didn't mind getting up early so he could take you to school, so you walked alone and waited at his locker afterwards. You've been together for two months now and a lot of people are still surprised that Henry Bowers was even able to get into a relationship. When it was 7:50 a.m. you saw Henry and his friends walking towards you. Henry looked at his friends sternly for a moment before walking towards you alone. His friends stayed further back and watched you. "Good morning, morning person…" You greeted Henry before giving him a kiss. Henry returned your kiss just briefly before staring at you. His staring made you nervous, but before you could say anything, he interrupted you. "Tonight, in the park! Woe to you, you won’t come.” And with these words he went to his class. Startled, you looked after him, but you could still see a strong blush on his cheeks.

Patrick Hockstetter:

Patrick and you spent 24/7 together. And today was no exception. You got up together and went to school together. Meanwhile, Patrick had been acting strangely. So… stranger than usual… He held your hand constantly and looked at you the whole time. This was actually normal, but he looked at you so lovingly and he only squeezed your hand a few times. It was almost as if he was showing you that he valued you. "Patrick, is everything ok…?" You asked and you stopped. The tall figure next to you also stopped and he now looked at you with a grin. He licked his bottom lip briefly before getting close to you. "I'm fine… I'm just a little… hungry…" He then purred quietly. His words made you blush and you looked deep into his eyes. "Should we skip the first two hours and go to the Kissing Bridge?" you suggested. "You speak my language."

Victor Criss:

Victor's class ended a little earlier than yours, so he politely waited for you at your locker. His friends were already gone. However, he was a little nervous because he wanted to ask you out on a date, he was holding a rose in his hands. On the outside he seemed cool and calm, as always, but on the inside he was exploding. He was afraid that you would cancel him even though you had been in a relationship for a long time. Finally the bell rang and you walked towards your locker where Victor was patiently waiting. You had given him a soft smile and hugged him tightly, which of course he returned. ,, Why are you here? Didn’t you get out of school early?” "Yes… I actually wanted to ask you if you wanted to eat with me today…?" And at this point you also saw the rose that he had in his hand. With red cheeks, you nodded slightly and gave him a kiss.

Belch Huggins:

Belch doesn't like asking you if you're going out with him, he'd much rather surprise you. One evening, when you were home and had nothing to do, you stared out the window and saw Belch's car pulling up. Confused, you looked at this car as he got out with a bouquet of roses and a suit. Belch walked towards your front door and the next moment you heard the doorbell ring. Your mother opened the door and then called you down. Belch greeted you downstairs with a kiss and he gave you the flowers. "What are you doing here, Belch?" "I wanted to surprise you…" He simply said while shrugging his shoulders. Smiling, you hugged him tightly before changing into something more formal and you drove away together. He promised your parents that he would bring you home on time and you had a great time.