#this is actually funny plz laugh

[cerealmonster15]

Jamil: uggghhh azuls gonna be so critical and picky when he judges my food 😒

Azul when he judges Jamil’s food:

[praises u heavily praises u heavily praises u heavily praises u heavily praises u heavily praises u heavily prai

[creatorbiaze]

sometimes i forget that other people have higher sympathy than me & a lot of my jokes don't look like jokes

like

wdym you're concerned about me after I seem somewhat concerning

my pain is funny, laugh. please

like genuinely, i process things using humor, plz indulge</3

[amaya-writes]

everyone is allowed to have their own romantic and sexual preference and if you can't respect that I would rather you kept it to yourself- how about you kill yourself

how about you go do something better in life than attempting to bully strangers online 💀🤡

[kokoch4n3l]

thinking about the time when the 'kill all men' hashtag was trending and my dad asked me why I was at home and not out killing men then got disappointed when I explained to him that no one was actually killing men and it's just a joke

[enha-doodles]

i wanna see the slytherin boys and a muggle reader who loves to crochet things for then and gift them crochet stuff ♡♥︎♡

SLYTHERIN GUY'S REACTION TO YOU CROCHETING THEM STUFF | ✧⁺。

Pairing : (Mattheo , Tom , Theodore, Lorenzo, Draco) x reader

Notes : lmao this one is actually kinda cute and very fluffy , tysm for the request and I hope you like it!! Each one is getting a different crochet stuff so yeah :)

Also if you can plz lmk which reaction y'all liked the most or which guy's part you like the most in whatever reaction you read on my blog so I can write in a similar way 🧸🧸

Warnings : none coz this is pure fluff ><

MATTHEO RIDDLE

Bro is constantly annoying you and trying to get your attention while you crochet . He'd be trying all sorts of stuff like making funny faces or litteraly picking you up , but you'd scold him if you loose the thread and he'd look like a kicked puppy :) After you're done you'd hand him a scarf , similar to your house colors so that if he wears it outside it'll blend with the uniform .

He would be all like "i can't wear that out darling" And when you'd ask why he'd say that he's too manly to wear something cutesy like that and that he has an image to maintain . The next day you'd catch him wearing it while he smoked with his friends 🕺🏻

TOM RIDDLE

Mr marvalo has no reaction whatsoever when you hand him the cute crocheted bunny . He'd just nod and put it in his pocket kissing your head . Doesn't utter a single word . He finds it ridiculous - ridiculously cute but he throws the thought as soon as it comes . He'd rather be called a Hufflepuff than admit that he finds something cute coz pfttt?!?

He's a smartass though so he'd make that bunny - a horcrux . It's the first thing you made by yourself and he loves it so dearly that he splits his soul for it , besides who are you kidding no one would suspect a crocheted bunny to be the dark lord's horcrux .

THEODORE NOTT

He has a greatt fashion sense (that's something for being an Italian man y'all ) and he absolutely . loves . when you crochet him stuff . You often make him sweaters and gloves and he proudly wears it , his style adding charm to your stuff .

He also boasts it to his friends . Believe it or not he'd kinda have a fashion show upon everyone's request . He'd have a blank face (his resting bitch face) while he walks a straight line towards the couch filled by his friends , showing off the knitted sweater pretending to be a model as you laugh with mattheo . Also makes you stand up at last for credits offcourse.

LORENZO BERKSHIRE

My guy is in absolute love with you and tries to engage in everything you do so when you gift him a crocheted bouquet , he firstly squeaks like a girl upon recieving it and then tries to make a bouquet for you aswell . Him trying to learn crochet is like a love letter to you .

But in the process of making it , he turns it into a competition 😭😭 when he finshes making it and all your lovey dovey stuff is over he'd joke that his bouquet is better than yours ( it wasn't.) Also hattsoff to him because he bears all the teasing of his friends trying to make it for you . Pure gentlemen istg uggh

DRACO MALFOY

He doesn't like muggle things so he'd go blabbering about why you're doing it on your own when he can just sway a hand and it will be made by itself. ( So much for having a magic wand little boy 😒) Would be grumbling and yapping for HOURS and would finally shut up when you shove his miniature crocheted version in his face .

He be sooo shocked , stuttering and fumbling with his words . Heart eyes for real . Would absolutely love it and he'd keep it with him all the time , he loves you and well his mini self aswell .

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TAGLIST : @sugarcandydoll @helendeath

[marvelwinchester67]

I’m gonna need 5-10 business days to recover from the Hazbin Hotel season 1 finale.

Hazbin Hotel episode 7 and 8 spoilers (because I’m going feral) and my thoughts/unhinged feelings about it because no one else can understand quite like tumblr can

Read at your own risk

What. The. Fuck. Guys.

WHAT DOES IT MEAN?!

IT WAS NIFFTY WHO KILLED ADAM?!

AND SIR PENTIOUS?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! IM NOT OKAY BUT IM GLAD HE IS

Lucifer “now I’m gonna fuck you” Morningstar everyone (plz I love him so much)

So Carmilla knew who Vaggie really was and just, didn’t give a shit? Love her for that

I love Rosie. Her design, her personality, she’s amazing. She was so sweet to Charlie when she didn’t have to be and actually listened to her and encouraged her (points for the relationship advice)

So Alastor is on someone’s leash and he’s trying to wiggle his way out of it, the Vees are plotting (of course they are), and LUTE KNOWS LILITH?! THEY MADE SOME KIND OF DEAL?!

I’m so so curious about how Lute and Lilith know each other and why Lute would want her to deal with her daughter

But this implies that Adam had a previous deal with Lilith regarding something we don’t know yet, since Lute said she was in charge now that he was dead and that their deal pertained to her now

ALSO?! You’re telling me that’s what Adam looked like under his mask?! (I still loathe him but lowkey he was hot I’ll be honest right now)

Sir Pentious telling Cherri he loved her was so sweet

I soaked up every single scrap of Huskerdust I could within those last two episodes they own my soul and I’m so excited to see more of them in season 2

So it looks like Vox thinks Alastor is missing again which is why he’s plotting with the other Vees, but Alastor showed back up at the hotel during repairs so that might not last long

Alastor’s fight with Adam was so good holy shit omfg plz give me more of Alastor’s powers that shield was so cool and his verse in that final song gave me chills like, oh my god he was so mad and I’m here for it

And Lucifer showing up and telling Charlie she changed his heart and mind about the sinners? He is so precious plz protect this duck loving man at all costs

Charlie and Vaggie’s More Than Anything Reprise? Please I am sobbing they love each other so much it hurts

To top it all off- Alastor having beef with literally everyone will never not be funny. Fucking Susan? Are you kidding me. I was laughing so hard. Rosie seems like she deals with Susan a lot and Alastor calling her an Ornery Bitch was so fucking funny for no reason.

Everyone has beef with Susan now.

There is so much I have to say about this show and I could literally talk about it for years but for now I will be repeatedly listening to the soundtrack and impatiently waiting for season 2 because I no longer have the will to live after I sobbed on my bedroom floor over this show. VIVIENNE I AM IN YOUR WALLS-

[fuxuannie]

↳ pairing : miles morales x reader

↳ synopsis : shenanigans with your favorite classmate :) (maybe even a secret crush)

↳ authors note : i'm rlly trying to expand through fandoms, plzzz don't leave i promise i still write hsrr ;o; !!!!! i'm gonna be on a LONG atsv brainrot plz <\3 wuts a proof-read idk what that iz (/j)

MILES MORALES was the new student two years ago, some people thought he was an oddball since the first day encounter with his dad.. but you didn't really mind it honestly. You had much more important matters to attend to, like not listening to gossip.

After learning he was in some of your classes, you decided to try and get to know the guy. He seemed pretty cool, and you never passed an opportunity to know someone new.

"Morales, right?" Miles hears from behind him, it's currently lunch and so he turns his head to see you standing there with a tray in hand. "Mind if I sit with you?"

Since that day, you two hit it off like crazy, with sharing interests and hobbies it wasn't hard to talk every single day and run out of things to talk about.

"So, my Uncle Aaron took me to this crazy place like 2 years ago maybe? But yeah, it's where I did one of my first graffiti art." He explained, leading you through the dark traintracks while holding your wrist so you don't lose him in the darkness. "Sounds cool! Is it the same one that you used in your essay?"

You listen to the echo of his laughter. "Yeah, it is.. He was a great man, made me who I am today."

The way he talks fondly about his Uncle makes your heart sting a little. Though you were never able to meet him yourself, the way Miles talked about him to you made it clear he was a man who loved his nephew like he was his own son, and it was like you could emphasize with his pain of losing him.

However your thoughts are interrupted at the loud sound of a light switch turning on, illuminating the room and different graffiti art drawn on the walls. Miles laughs at your breathless expression, admiring the way your eyes seemed to glow at the art all around you.

"Heeey, look at that!" You chuckled, pointing at the 'Expectations' graffiti you brought up earlier. "You were so much shorter back then.." And Miles rolled his eyes at that comment, knowing that you were referring to the silhouette on the wall. "Very funny."

Then you realize theres a section of the wall thats covered with cloth, and he notices how you take notice of it. Miles immediately clears his throat, puts a hand behind his neck and looks at the ground. "Oh, uh.. that's a work in progress. I wouldn't want you to see i-"

Suddenly his spidey-senses go off, the second he looks up he already sees you right infront of the wall and about to touch the cover. "(name)!"

Pulling it off, it reveals a wall full of.. you? You were surprised that the details were down almost perfectly, your nose shape, your eyes and your smile. It was all so perfectly done that in a way it could either be flattering or a tiny bit creepy.

Of course, Miles being your best friend, you may or may not sketch or write about him every now and then (or rather all the time) depending on which one you felt like doing, but he didn't have to know that.

"I'm.. honored?" You laugh, looking back at your poor friend whos pulled his hoodie over his head and his hands covering his face. "Oh, come on! It's not that embarassing- And it looks good I promise!" You tried to reassure him, but the boy has no intentions on budging.

"I forgot I had that." Miles mumbled to himself, ignoring how you pull on his arm to try and get him to show himself.

At some point you've given up, and let the guy wallow in his own embarassment for a while. Your attention shifts back onto the art wall, seeing the several doodles and actual art pieces that you can only assume Miles was working on for the past 2 years you two were friends.

The much smaller doodles were your favorites, ones where he made you a tiny little creature were the cutest ones, and at some point you noticed how so many of them involved.. him. He drew tiny moments of you and him holding hands, going on walks, sharing earphones and little cliche date stuff.

You were about to say something, but are stopped at the realization Miles was right next to you while his eyes never seemed to break contact from yours. "Miles?" You say in almost a whisper, seeing how focused his gaze was on you.

"I mean, we're both smart enough to realize it.. right?"

The urge to play dumb was strong, it really was, but Miles could see through you like he was staring at glass. That's how well he knew you, and how transparent you were with him.

"And maybe I'm stupid enough to make up delusions in my head but.. do you.. feel the same?"

The question leaves you stunned, stammering to find an answer, but the serious facade Miles kept up melts at your nervous reaction. He begins to laugh, digging through his pockets and pulls out a paper you recognize all too well, it had to be either a drawing or a poem you had written for Miles and considering one of your recent ones going missing.. if what he had in his hands was that one, it gave him more than an answer.

That realization makes you gasp, and Miles' laughter only grows stronger as you've now realized what's happening in its full extent. Miles liked you, and he knew you liked him too.

"You cheeky-" You try to grab the paper from his hands, but the tall piece of shit tip-toe's just to make sure you couldn't grab it. "Whaat? What am I, hm?" He'll playfully taunt at you, still unable to control his smile as he knows that deep down you enjoyed this banter just as much as he did.

You two continue to playfully argue for a while, laughter echoing throughout the abandoned area as hours passed on and on. The talk about either ones feelings never came to light, but you two were content with the moment, and in another time you'd talk about the confusing thing that is the feelings you both mutually share.

You had all the time in the world, right? Miles Morales wasn't going anywhere.

[indecisivekitty]

Lads and Pads

TF141 x fem!reader

wc: i ain’t gotta clue pal (tumblr lemme copy n paste all the words plz on mobile)

genre: fluff, does comedy count if it’s kind of funny

warnings: men

“I dinnae understand.”

Gaz shakes his head and sighed. “She’s on her period and needs pads, what is there not to understand, Soap?”

Exasperated and confused, Soap picked up two random boxes of pads. “Aye! But I don’t ken what any of this fucking shite means. What’s the difference between a regular one and one tha’ isn’t?” Soap looked back to the shelf. “And why do those ones say 1 or 3??”

Gaz opened his mouth before closing it again. “That’s actually a good question—I don’t understand the numbers either.”

Pushing the shopping cart into the isle Gaz and Soap were in, Price made his way towards them with Ghost following behind. Price frowned when he saw Gaz and Soap with as many boxes as they could hold in their arms. “Surely our lady doesn’t need that many? All from different brands too?”

“Cap, do ye ken the difference between a pad tha’ is 1 and a pad tha’s 3?” Soap asks.

Price blinked. “Fuck you just say?”

Gaz nodded. “Then we’ll be buying everything for our lass.”

Ghost tilted his head at the load of pads that Gaz and Soap dropped into the cart beside all the food and snacks they were buying for you. “Maybe it’s a size thing? How big the pad is? ‘Cause this one has pictures of different sizes shown on its box.”

Soap had his hands on his hips while he glanced at the cart then to Simon. “Sizes for wha’ though? The size of someone’s cun-”

Gaz smacked Soap on the back of his head before he could finish. Simon narrowed his eyes at Soap, questioning the Scot’s thought process while Price shook his head and sighed.

“Kay, lads, let’s pay and get back to our woman.” Price said, pushing the cart out the aisle with the rest of the men following in suit—though Gaz and Ghost annoyed Soap endlessly about his stupid question.

Ghost eyed Soap judgmentally. “Why the fuck would there be sizes for someone’s cunt labeled on the box? A pussy is not a clothing item.”

Soap glared at Gaz who was laughing. “How am I s’pose to ken what the numbers are fer? Everyone’s different, aye? Maybe there’s sizes?? I dinnae fucking know!”

Price stopped walking abruptly and pinched his nose. “Fucking muppets.”

Lying comfortably on your bed with a heating pad resting on your abdomen, your head turns towards the door of your room opening.

“Alright, love?” Price asked with an affectionate smile on his face, carrying grocery bags with the rest of your boys behind him.

Eyes softening, you beckoned them closer. “Yes, though I didn’t hear you guys come in.”

“We bought you some pads. Thought maybe you might need some more.” Gaz said.

Simon sat on the edge closest to you to stroke your face but raised a brow at Gaz’s words. “Not even just ‘some’—Soap and Gaz damn near bought the whole fucking isle of pads. There’s a shit more bags still in the boot.”

“Aye but ain’t it better to be prepared?” Soap crossed his arms.

“Yeah, but prepared for what? Menstruation ain’t a war.” Simon drawled.

Soap shook his head grimly. “But the bloodshed.”

Looking back and forth at Soap and Simon bickering, you laughed quietly at their antics before yawning. Gaz, who lied beside you, reached for your hand to kiss it lovingly as Price on the other hand interrogated Soap about his knowledge.

Closing your eyes, you start to fall asleep to the sounds of bickering and the occasional touches from Simon and Gaz.

“Ye think our bonnie needs backup?”

“Shut it.”

a/n: VWRY NOT EDIFED! heuheuehehueh

[agendabymooner]

ice ice baby ! oliver b. x ofc (driver!raikkonen!reader)

summary: kimi and vera raikkonen’s eldest daughter, romania ‘(a)roma’ coppola-raikkonen, debuted in formula one as an aston martin rookie for the mexico grand prix free practice alongside her designated ‘best friend’ ollie bearman, who drove for haas.

AND everyone seemed to be interested in their peculiar friendship… which was funny because they don’t seem to be friends in that way seeing as they referred to themselves by their ship name ‘the ice bears.’

content warning: use of explicit language, fluff, mentions of overprotective!dad!kimi raikkonen, simp!ollie, pet names, flirting on main, established relationship-esque (friends to lovers), brief mentions of coppola!ofc (vera) x kimi raikkonen, f2 drivers clowning each other, we bare bears reference

note: making this because i’m trying to immerse myself in other categories of motorsport that isn’t just f1 🫶 here’s some ollie bearman content

a - n masterlist

o - z masterlist

if you’d like to get on one of my taglists, check this post out!

tagged astonmartinf1, artgp_official, olliebearman

liked by theopourchaire21, arthur_leclerc, frederikvestiofficial

theopourchaire21 what happened to “through thick and thin theo” 🤧 what happened to “i’ll tag you in our photos later théo”

jolauriraikkonen my sister is a liar

kimimatiasraikkonen watch your words, johann

jolauriraikkonen oops my bad

frederikvestiofficial why am i not here 💀 i thought you’re gonna post our dump pics from the paddock but screw me and théo ig 😕

romaraikkonen 🥲 why am i being attacked

jackdoohan wait y’all got photos? 😀

user1 LMFAO NOT JACK BEING LEFT OUT BY THE QUADRUPLETS 😭✋ poor bby

artgp_official green looks good on you 🤩💚 liked by romaraikkonen

astonmartinf1 ice ice baby! 🥶🧊 liked by romaraikkonen

veracopparaikko happy to see you and the boys, aroma 😍 liked by romaraikkonen

theopourchaire21 mrs. raikkonen 🫶

jackdoohan 💪💗

frederikvestiofficial happy to see you too vera! ✨🙏

olliebearman theopourchaire21 jackdoohan frederikvestiofficial 🙂🙂 liked by romaraikkonen

user2 he’s staking his claim fr 😩

kimimatiasraikkonen 🤔🫥

user3 RIP OLLIE 😭

arthur_leclerc favouritism now that i see it 🙂

olliebearman as you should

user4 girlypop is one step away from barking at everyone and keeping roma from the boys 😭😭😭

olliebearman user4 🐕

user4 on it boss 🫡

tagged olliebearman

liked by felipedrugovich, victormartinsfr, arthur_leclerc

user1 ICE BEARS CONTENT 🥶😍

ferraridriveracademy the icegirl and our favourite simp 💗🫡

arthur_leclerc the most nauseating duo in the academy 🤩

theopourchaire21 real 💪

romaraikkonen cry about it 😩🙏

veracopparaikko soooo cute 🥰 liked by romaraikkonen

kimimatiasraikkonenn no he’s not 😑 liked by romaraikkonen

romaraikkonen DAD PLZ— 💀

user2 at least we know which raikkonen favours ollie and which one would rather leave him out in the cold

user3 live laugh love overprotective kimi

olliebearman grind on deez n— liked and pinned by romaraikkonen

romaraikkonen pinning this so everyone in the grid can shame you 😋

arthur_leclerc ollie… 😰

frederikvestiofficial jail behaviour

victormartinsfr put him in the doghouse

kimimatiasraikkonen 😐

theopourchaire21 TELL HIM KIMI!!!

olliebearman that’s my biggest regret ever.

romaraikkonen as it should

user4 y’all worried about putting ollie in the doghouse when they’re out here actually posting couple shit??? uhm????

user5 was this allowed???

romaraikkonen yeah

arthur_leclerc kimi caught her and ollie kissing once that’s why they’re open about it now haha 😂

romaraikkonen ARTHUR!!

olliebearman the lad isn’t wrong 😑

♡ moony’s reminder 🅶 (general): @hiraethrhapsody @avaleineandafryingpan

[hyunsvngs]

Stray kids taking your virginity!??? (Plz why couldn't they have taken mine. Maybe it would have been good)

UNDER THE CUT BC ACTUALLY SO LONG!

chan:

"are you ready for me, baby?" chan's voice is hushed in his bedroom. it's cosy, comfortable with both of you beneath his soft covers and just his blue-purple leds on. it's perfect. it's all you could've wanted, losing your virginity to your first and only love. the blanket is over his shoulders like a cape, completely obscuring you both in case any of the members should wander in.

“yep. ‘m ready,” you sigh out. chan smiles at you, pecking your nose before his cock is pressing in. you’d already caught sight of it multiple times, hard from make out sessions or even just spooning, and you’d wondered how it would fit. it also may have been the definitive reason why you decided you wanted to have sex with him. now, it was fitting inside, albeit stretching your hole a lot. you gasp, writhing on the sheets. “oh. ‘s big.”

chan’s quick to giggle, kissing your cheek instead of your nose this time. “should i stop?”

“no, no, just go slow, channie,” you murmur, trying to relax your walls to allow him in more. it doesn’t hurt, per se, more of a stretching something way too tight kind of sensation. when you whimper at a particularly sharp thrust, chan’s quick to move his thumb down to your clit and help you relax. “oh-“

“ssh, ssh, it’s okay,” he’s humming, peppering kisses up your neck. he’s fully inside now, the stretch almost unbearable and bordering on the side of pleasure. you’d just need a little more, a little deeper, and - oh. chan giggles again, catching sight of your eyes going half-lidded. “‘s good now, yeah?”

his thumb doesn’t halt it’s movements even when you jostle at his slow, deep thrusts. “‘s really good, channie, oh- it always feels this good?”

“it feels this good with someone you love, baby.”

minho:

when you told minho you wanted him to take your virginity, you’d expected typical minho behaviour - cocky smiles, smug laughs and prodding at your sides. you’d even asked him not to laugh at you, because you were really nervous. you hadn’t expected to visit his dorm a week later to this. you’re standing in front of something that looks like it’s out of a movie scene.

minho’s laying on the bed with a goddamn rose in his mouth. rose petals are scattered across his sheets in the form of a heart, and you can’t help but splutter out a laugh. “what’s this?”

“whdhf-“ he spits out the rose, gagging. he’d tried to speak with it in his mouth. “well, you said you didn’t want me to laugh at you. so i decided i’d be the joke. now you’ve nothing to be nervous about, hmm?”

oh god. your heart actually feels like it’s melting, if it’s even possible. if he hadn’t melted it already. you let him press you into the rose petal-covered sheets within ten minutes of arriving, his boxers thrown to the floor and your own clothes on top of them in a heap.

“it really was kinda funny, minho,” you murmur inbetween kisses, still trying not to giggle at the mental image. “you did that f’me?”

minho sighs, nuzzling his nose against yours like a cat. “of course i did. i love you, and i love that you’re trusting me enough to do this with me. i wanted you to be relaxed.”

you let out a giggle this time. “dumbass. okay, ‘m ready.”

he’d prepped you already with his fingers, trying to make the experience as uncomfortable as possible. you’d still been giddy at that point, still were at this point, so happy that he’d do something so silly to make you feel relaxed. with a quick kiss, he’s pushing his cock in, a breach so large it makes you whine.

weirdly, it only hurts a little. and… you kind of like the pain. “it hurts, but, i-“

“i’ll stop,” minho’s quick to move, but you lock him in with your ankles. unfortunately, this indirectly pushes his cock in further, and you’re whining again at the pain.

“i like it. you’re- you’re inside me, min, and it hurts a little, and i like it. ‘s that weird?”

minho looks like he’s about to die. his eyes shut, his hips jolting just a bit before he’s clenching his thighs. he’s holding back, you assume. he likes hurting you. instead of teasing you like you would’ve thought, he simply sighs and starts moving his hips in a slow grind.

“min-?”

“we’ll explore it later. i’m gonna cum too quick if you say that again.”

changbin: eager

to say you were more eager than changbin to lose your virginity to him was an understatement. you thought he'd be excited, finally being allowed to thrust into your hole with that cock that you just knew was thick - but if anything, he seemed to be walking on eggshells. you felt like a perv, but it was a long time coming.

binnie likes pretty things. pink pretty things were his thing, which is what you considered while running your fingertips over the thigh highs you'd picked. he had to like them and fuck you senseless. okay, maybe slow at the start, but then senseless. you thought it was a foolproof plan.

seeing changbin's eyes when he walks into his bedroom, you know it was a foolproof plan. there you are, perched so pretty for him on his bed with these little pink thigh-highs on, plush just slightly spilling over the tops. he looks like he's going to die, and then he's on you.

"dressed up for binnie?" he's mumbling, kissing your neck. "i know you wanted to lose it to me, doll, but i just wanted to know you were ready. didn't have to do all of this."

he's saying that, but then his lips are on that area where your thighs spill out over the fabric. he's sucking, biting, and you're begging.

"bin- binnie, now, please. 'm so pretty for you, look! gimme your cock?" he's nodding in response, boxers being pulled down just enough to let his chubby cock fall out. his tip is already leaking when he pushes it against you, and a brief look into your eyes meets him with the confirmation he needs. your panties are still locked around your ankles, not even down all the way.

and god, it's such a stretch. he's so so thick, filling you out, and you're briefly thinking maybe more prep would've been a good idea. the whole thing isn't ideal - less than romantic, filled with lust - but it's with the only man you'd ever want to lose it to, so who cares!

"'s big," you whine, head falling back against the covers.

"sorry, i just- you looked so good," changbin's letting out his own whine in response, and it makes you gush, slick hole clenching around his cock. "'s it good? you glad you're losing it to me?" he starts thrusting, slow, mellow thrusts just to get you used to it.

"so fucking good, binnie, so good. wanted it to be you all along."

hyunjin:

"babe, i want you to take my virginity. if that's okay." your words make hyunjin spit out the crisps he's eating, before he less-than-smoothly starts choking on what was left in his mouth. you giggle, patting his back to alleviate the stress. he was so dramatic, but he was yours.

once he'd glugged down some water from the bedside table, he turns to you. he's trying to look casual, lips pursed as if in thought. his eyes are still watering from choking. "yeah, sure. when?"

you giggle. "now?"

from that remark, you ended up on your back on the sheets with a very beautiful man between your thighs, both of you fully naked. his plump lips are covered with the sheen from your pussy still, having eaten you out and made you cum twice before he even contemplated putting it in.

"you look so beautiful, darling," he's whispering, kissing you with his mouth still covered in your cum. it makes you moan, a new kink you'd never even thought of before. while he distracts you with the kisses, he shifts into you just a slight bit more, cockhead teasing at your sopping hole. "can i push in now? y'think you're ready?"

"so ready. i need it in me like, six months ago," you quip, legs spreading wider. you're pliant, but hyunjin's just giggling, shaking his head fondly.

"since we first got together?! damn, i knew you only wanted me for sex," when you go to retort, hyunjin's pressing in slowly, your slick pussy more than welcoming to him. his eyes roll back into his head as he bottoms out. "ah. that's tight, jesus-"

"well yeah, hyune. you're the first one inside," you blurt, trying your best to relax your muscles and accept the stretch. hyunjin moans loudly at your comment, head dropping into your neck. "you like that? knowing you're the first one to fuck me? you'll be the only one, too."

it's your virginity loss yet hyunjin feels like he's losing his, and his hips start moving slowly into you. you're so so perfect underneath him, so his, and his mind's going fuzzy - he just loves you so much.

jisung:

you didn't want to rush jisung. you know it was his first time too, and it can be just as nervewracking for guys, so you didn't want to rush him. but god, it was hard to not say anything when you're spooning watching some anime and jisung is so fucking hard behind you. his cock's been pressing against your ass for about fifteen minutes now, and you're starting to get impatient.

"ji," you mumble, not wanting to startle him. he hums in response, as if he's not even noticed his cock is rock solid. "you're hard."

"hm? oh yeah, i am," he responds. then, he gasps, shifting his hips away from you. "oh my god, i'm hard! i'm so sorry!"

you giggle, turning over to him. his hair is long these days, almost covering his eyes and messy when he's been in bed chilling with you for so long. you brush it out of his face, grinning again when you see round boba eyes so wide staring at you and cute little teeth. "do you wanna have sex, jisung? i mean, i know it's both of our first times, but-"

"oh my god, yes. i do, jesus, yes, i do. please, can we?"

you later find yourself on top of him. you should've expected it, really, this way you can pull off before he blows too quick. it's an easy slide when you're both naked and you slip down on him, finally feeling the stretch of your boyfriend. he looks like he's seen god, eyes rolling back into his head and hands grabbing your hips.

"this... this is the best thing i've ever felt."

you smile, leaning towards him. you have no idea what you're meant to do, but you put both hands on his chest for leverage and start rocking against him anyway. it works, judging by the jolt in his hips, and it's also pressing very deliciously against something deep inside of you.

"i gotta... oh god, can i try?" you're nodding, letting him pull you down against his chest. then, he's thrusting up into you at an erratic pace, sending your brain into haywire. he's so so deep, so fast, you can feel his cock so wet inside of you and it's fucking amazing.

"ji, i gotta cum, i gotta cum, please, 's so good!"

jisung groans at the sound of your voice. his hair's wet already with sweat, dripping onto you, but he kisses your forehead nonetheless. "i'll make you cum, my baby. you just lay there and feel, 'kay?"

felix:

you weren't even sure how it had happened. you'd been on the topic of virginities with your best friend, and you'd let it slip that you'd never had sex. he'd said he had. then, he'd offered to take yours, since you'd never done it before and he obviously knew what he was doing. you, for some reason, went along with it. well, you knew why. he was hot. why not, right?

until you're face to face with his dick and you're trying not to laugh. "that's your penis, lix."

felix bursts out laughing, almost kicking you with his knee in the process. "yes, that's my penis, and your vagina is currently out. so do you want to come put it on my penis, or...?"

you scoff. "that's not sexy, lixie."

"you started it!" he exclaims. his dick is still hard, leaking onto his tummy. "anyway, hop on."

"hop on?!" you squeal, but you're doing it anyway. felix mentioned this position would be good, because you're more open above him. it's easier to slide in and get you used to it, you supposed. when you're positioned above him, felix gentlemanly holds his cock up for you to sink down, and then you're full of your best friend. the feeling is insane. "oh. that's- shit."

felix sighs. "you're really wet."

"shut up," you blush, but then his hands are on your hips, moving you on his cock. it's so delicious, a bit of a stretch but felix worked you up nicely with some dry humping and making out. it feels so good, such a foreign pleasure that has you keening. you can't stop thinking about how this is your best friend. this is your best friend, and he's inside you, and it feels so good. clearly, felix can't stop thinking about it either, because he's looking up at you in awe before dragging you down for a kiss.

when he breaks away, his chest is heaving. "i'm gonna have to keep coming back to you for more, bestie. this pussy's too good, can't believe no one's fucked it yet."

seungmin:

he's so patient. your boyfriend is so fucking patient. you'd been aching for it all day, knowing that your conversation last night would lead to you losing your virginity tonight. now, he has you in his bed, and all he's done is eat you out. you've done that before.

"we've done that before, seungmin!" you exclaim, legs thrashing. seungmin just sighs and grabs your legs, effectively pinning them to the bed. "wanna do something new. like your cock, in me. now, preferably."

seungmin raises an eyebrow. "i am not hurting you just because you're too fucking greedy to wait five minutes."

the degradation burns something hot in your core. you decide to file it away for later, because now, his fingertips are pressing against your entrance to work you up to it. one finger, and then two, and you're whining, clenching the pillows until he deems you ready.

"okay," he's naked too now, like you, fully naked. his cock looks delicious. "i'm gonna put it in. if you haven't been prepped enough, i don't wanna hear it, because i tried."

"won't complain, promise," you mumble. with that, his dick is pushing into you, all at once. you're wet enough that the slide is just as delicious as the appearance of him naked, and he's bottomed out quite quickly. you think you could cum from just that. before you know it, you are, toes curling and a white-hot orgasm taking over your senses.

"did... did you just cum?" he's shocked, hips pressed flush against yours. you whine, nodding, before he's groaning out. suddenly, he's fucking you, deep and slow and everything you could ever want. "that's fucking sexy. greedy. you want more?"

"please, more, baby... i need it, need you to fill me up, make me cum again, i-"

"oh, i'm gonna have so much fun with you."

jeongin:

it's insane really, how long you both took to bite the bullet and have sex with eachother. you'd been together for eight months, and you're both horny little freaks, despite being virgins. felix loved to tease you both about that exact fact.

it was just that you'd never found the right time. you'd never been alone long enough to really plan out losing your virginities to one another, until jeongin finally had a few days off from schedules and had invited you over to stay at the dorm with him. now, tonight was the night.

you'd gotten your mouth on him before and nearly made him cum, and now he had you pushed down onto the sofa. not the most sophisticated of places, but, well, you were both too horny to contemplate moving elsewhere. you were just lucky the boys were away visiting families.

"in, in," you usher jeongin, making grabby hands, and he's chuckling. he's just as excited as you, he can't blame you really - he's just nervous because he's convinced he's going to cum in 0.2 seconds and it won't even feel good for you. despite this, he pushes inside, just the cockhead. it stretches you out, but you're still aching. "more."

jeongin moans when he pushes the rest in, hips flush against yours and leaning his forehead down. you kiss his lips softly, feeling him pout. it's not so much painful as it is an indescribable uncomfort, but when jeongin starts to thrust into you, awkward, staccato thrusts that don't really make much sense, the sensation begins to evaporate and pleasure fades in.

"'m so sorry, i'm gonna cum if i carry on," he's whining, his head falling down to the crook of your neck. you giggle, stroking his back comfortably. it feels good, but you weren't close yet.

"that's okay, innie. wanna make me cum after with your fingers? can feed me your cum that way."

"oh god, yes."

[karasuno-planet]

What would you do for a friend?

Kageyama x manager!reader w/ bsf Asahi <3

sfw but implied making out

Word Count: 0.9k

a/n: This one is high-key silly but plz enjoy

After a long day of practices, one thing was on your mind. It had already been nearly a week since the team had arrived in Tokyo and you had barely gotten to see Kageyama outside of practice.

It wasn't long before you found yourself leaving your hotel room and walking down the hallway to your boyfriend's room. Then there was only one thing in the way.

A 190 centimeter blonde boy with glasses who seemed to be out for your blood.

You knocked on the door and before you knew it, Tsukishima answered. Not ideal, but you knew the first-years were sharing a room.

"Hey Tsukki!"

"What?"

You paused for a moment, and he cut you off, "You want something. What?"

"Um...Is Kageyama busy?"

"Yes," before you could even process, he shut the door on you.

Okay, definitely not ideal.

You sigh, realizing there's no way you're getting into that room. Thankfully, only a few doors down you knew you would be perfectly welcome. You traipse your way to the third-years' room, and knock.

Soon you're faced with the long-haired anxious boy you've grown so fond of.

"Asahi!"

"Y/n! What are you doing here?"

"Funny story..."

"Oh. Come in and explain."

You take the invitation and walk into the room to realize you're alone.

"Where are the others?"

"They wanted to do a little cool-down after practice. I opted out of that one..." He explains, blushing a little at his embarrassment of skipping out of a work-out, but you were grateful to have him here. "Anyways, what's the occasion?"

"Actually, Tsukishima is puppy-guarding me from seeing my boyfriend."

Asahi chuckled at your bold statement, "Really? How unfortunate."

"Well, maybe that's where you come in."

"What?" Asahi looked completely puzzled.

"Um.. well, if you didn't mind being the best friend in the entire world...maybe Kageyama could come over here and enjoy your spacious bathroom with me?"

Asahi's face went totally pale. "Um, I don't know if I should be uh...letting first years do that in here..."

You blushed like a madman, "NO, NO, Not that!!!" You laughed. "PG-13. I swear. I just haven't gotten to be alone with him in like a week."

"Oh, alright...you promise? Kinda made it sound like tsukki was cock-blocking you there."

You burst out laughing at that sentence coming from Asahi's mouth.

"I swear."

Asahi's cheeks flushed a little pink, "Why not your room?"

"Yachi is like totally scared of Tobio..."

"Right. Okay, sure.. go ahead..."

"Did I ever tell you that you're the best?"

"Yep," He chuckled, sitting back on is bed and scrolling on his phone as you texted Kageyama the room number.

And as quickly as you had entered his room, suddenly Asahi was contemplating how he had gotten into the situation where you and your boyfriend were together in his bathroom. He was practically babysitting. At least he didn't hear anything suspicious, which meant hopefully you really did have pure intentions. He's not sure what he would do if you didn't.

Abruptly he heard a little click from outside the rom, and the door start to open. He held his breath for a second, but felt relaxed when he saw it was just Daichi and Suga. He could explain this.

"Hey, guys, uh... don't go in the bathroom."

They stopped dead in their tracks, confused.

"Um, why not?" Daichi inquired.

"It's just that, well, y/n and Kageyama are in there."

"What??" Suga asked.

Asahi sighed, "Wouldn't you do it for a friend?"

Daichi and Suga stared blankly at him.

"It's innocent, she promised. They're just like, I don't know, little kids who miss each other."

Daichi laughed, "Okay, sure. Why here?"

"Apparently Tsukishima is getting in their way? I don't know..."

Suga chuckled and started spilling the contents of his pockets onto the table and settling in. "Now that's a little hilarious."

Daichi shrugged and sat down as well. "You think y/n cares that you sorta see her as a baby?"

"Nah," Asahi smiled, "She totally owes me after this anyways."

And, just like clockwork, Asahi's phone buzzes with a venmo notification of $15 from y/n. He laughed and the door started to open. Kageyama walked out, wiping his mouth on his sleeve, and looked shocked at the room, now full of his seniors.

He turned around to you, "didn't know there was an audience??"

You walk out behind him, blushing a little, but smiling nicely at your upperclassmen.

You see a hint of pinkness creeping over Kageyama's cheeks as he turns around and faces the door. "better get back before Hinata spreads rumors."

"Sure," you laugh.

The door shuts behind him and you're left in the room with the third-years, a little embarrassed.

"I-"

Daichi cuts you off before you can continue, "Yeah, don't worry, we didn't see a thing."

You sigh of relief and take a seat next to Asahi.

Three Months Later

During a classic training camp team-bonding exercise, the Karasuno team sits in a tight circle playing a truth-or-dare style game.

When Nishinoya's turn arrives, he stares dead into Asahi's eyes, making him nervous before even asking his question.

"Asahi, you're pretty tight with y/n, huh?"

He nodded his head.

"What's the craziest thing you've ever done for her?"

He stammers, "Well, um... there was this time in Tokyo.."

"NOPE-" You interject, silencing him. Daichi and Sugawara both exchange knowing glances. "Asahi, I will seriously kill you."

"Me first," Kageyama says, staring daggers into Asahi, flames practically bursting out from behind him.

"Uh- can I like, do diving drills instead??" Asahi pleads.

a/n: thank you for indulging me in that cheeky one <3, let me know what you think and reblogs are so so appreciated.

[masterlist]

[letstrip13]

can you plz make a Chris fanfic similar to the "teach me" fanfic of matt? Except the reader likes Chris and was actually experienced and just wants to fck him? 🙏🏻🙏🏻 If you're comfortable ofc

🎱 - liar, liar

reader x chris

summary: you and chris remember an old pact from high school. what happens when you lie to him for your own pleasure?

warnings: smut, unprotected sex, oral m!receiving

word count: 1,844

author's note: i added those cute lil pictures to all my fics and i love how they turned out!! you can look at them on my masterlist if you want :)

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you and your three best friends walk through the front door of their LA house. you'd known each other since middle school, meeting nick in math class then being introduced to chris and matt soon after. you turned twenty just a few weeks ago. since the triplets had been too caught up in their work to visit you in boston at the time, they cleared their schedules and flew you out to have their own celebration with you. you had arrived this morning and they had taken you anywhere you wanted to go during the day before giving you presents and taking you out to dinner and a movie.

you ended off the night by filming a car video with them. it's the first time you've appeared on their channel. it was something along the lines of, “best friend of triplets answers questions about being the best friend of triplets.” they'd already done similar videos with their parents and their older brother, justin. you're understandably a bit worried about the fans, you've seen the way they are. but you know that you're just best friends with the triplets, nothing more.

well, maybe just a little more when it came to chris. you couldn't help it. he was by far the hottest guy you know. and that damn smile. he flashes you one of those signature, charming smiles as he leads you to his bedroom after you both say goodnight to his brothers.

he lets you change in his bathroom while he does so in his room. you change into sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt, take your makeup off, and brush your teeth. he catches your eye as you switch, you getting into his bed while he goes into his bathroom, and you notice he's only wearing boxers and a white t-shirt.

you get comfortable in his bed, leaning against the headboard and pulling the blankets up to cover your legs. his door is semi-open and you can see him standing at the sink, brushing his teeth. “forgetting something?” you tease, referring to his lack of pants. “nope,” chris responds, mumbling due to the toothpaste filling his mouth. he spits loudly and rinses his mouth before washing his face and joining you in bed.

neither of you are tired yet, the excitement of getting to hang out after so long keeping you awake and giving you a little buzz of energy. you spend what feels like hours reminiscing on all the fun memories you had in high school. after talking about a particularly funny time in senior year, leaving you both in a fit of giggles, he speaks up. “hey, remember that pact we made?” he asks between laughs.

it takes you a moment to figure out what he meant. he was referring to a pact you made probably around four or five years ago now: if one or both of you were still virgins by the time you're twenty, you'd sleep together. your laughs slow to a stop. was he going somewhere with this? “yeah, i do.” “well..?” he asks.

you didn't think he'd take it seriously at all, it was just a dumb thing you made up in high school. but chris is the type of guy to keep his word no matter what and you know exactly what he's implying.

chris isn't a virgin, he's told you about the few hookups he's had. but he doesn't know that you've had a few as well. whether or not you two follow through with this pact is completely reliant on your answer. you've always wanted to sleep with him anyways, so what's the harm in a little lie?

“yes, i'm still a virgin.” a smile lights up his face at your words. “do you actually want to go through with this?” he asks with a nervous chuckle. you respond by kissing him which he's a little caught off guard by. considering you'd supposedly never done this before, wouldn't you be more unsure, or even shy? he didn't pay any mind to it, eagerly deepening the kiss and putting his hands up your shirt.

you pull away briefly to remove each other's shirts before chris pulls you in, immediately connecting his lips to yours. his fingers find their way to your nipples, eliciting whimpers from you as he pulls and teases them. you move your hand down to the bulge in his boxers, feeling his cock growing harder as you palm him through the fabric.

he lets out a soft groan, pulling away. “get on your knees for me, sweetheart.” he stands up as you get on your knees in front of him. you tug his boxers down, his hard cock springing up and hitting his lower stomach. precum leaks from the tip and you teasingly lick it off while you look up at him through your lashes. he makes a noise that sounds something like a combination of a sigh of pleasure and a whimper. you swirl your tongue around the tip before wrapping your lips around it. he shifts his hips forward, causing you to take him deeper in your mouth.

he grabs your hair, forming a makeshift ponytail to hold it out of the way for you as you work more of his shaft into your mouth. you move your mouth as far down as you can go before bringing it back up so your lips are wrapped around the tip before going back down again. you repeat this action, starting out slow but getting faster after a bit. you stroke the few inches at the base that you can't fit in your mouth.

your skills impressed yet confused chris; you claimed to be a virgin yet it was clear that you had experience. the thought didn't linger for very long at all, disappearing as quickly as it came. “fuck, you're taking me so well,” he praises you with a moan, throwing his head back in pleasure.

you slowly pull away letting his cock out of your mouth with a soft pop. his eyebrows furrow in disappointment but the look quickly fades when you stand up in front of him and take off the clothes remaining on your lower half.

you sit on the bed, your head against the pillows. chris gets on too, hovering over you as he presses a heated kiss to your lips. he slowly trails one of his hands down, ghosting his thumb over your clit. your hips buck up slightly, craving more of his touch. he pulls away, kissing down your neck as he pushes one finger into you. he sucks light marks into your skin as he pumps in and out, soon adding a second finger while his thumb rubs circles on your clit, leaving you moaning under him.

he pulls his fingers out slowly and brings his hands down to your hips to flip you over. now you're on your hands and knees, facing the headboard while he's on his knees behind you. he teasingly rubs his cock against your entrance but you don't want to wait around for that. you need to feel him inside you. “chris, please. no teasing.” you arch your back, pushing your ass back against him. “can't wait to feel you.”

he moves one hand up to your waist as he uses the other to guide his cock into you, causing you both to moan at the feeling. he starts thrusting at an agonizingly slow pace but he's still hitting all the right spots. “f-faster please,” you whine.

he complies and speeds up his movement while bringing his hands down to your ass, loving the way it feels against his palms as he kneads it. “i fucking love your ass,” he moans out as he gives it a slap, causing you to whimper at the painful sensation. “i always have.” he gently rubs his palm over the area, soothing the pain he caused you.

your moans have grown louder as that familiar feeling starts to build up, you're getting close. chris grabs both your arms and holds your wrists together behind your back with one of his hands. he gently pushes the back of your head down so your face is buried in his pillows, muffling your cries of pleasure. he lets go of your wrists and moves his hands back to your hips, holding you steady as you arch your back.

“i-i'm close,” you moan, muffled by the pillows. chris gets more aggressive with his thrusts, his fingers digging into your hips which you're sure will leave little bruises. your eyes roll back as he hits spots so deep, so perfectly, in a way you never thought was possible. it only takes a single minute for you to be crying out into the pillow, your legs shaking as you cum on his cock.

his orgasm follows closely behind yours. “fuck-” he groans, pulling out and shooting his warm, sticky load all over your ass and lower back. he grabs a t-shirt and cleans you up. you turn over and get out of bed, both of you getting dressed. he holds out his hand for you to take, which you do. “come on, let's go upstairs. i'll get you water and something to eat.” “okay, thank you.”

you follow him out of his room and upstairs to the kitchen, being careful not to wake anyone. you lean on the counter and you feel a small twinge of guilt gnawing at you for lying to chris. he hands you a bottle of water from the fridge. you open it and take a sip. “chris, i have to tell you something..” he looks away from the cabinet he was searching in for snacks. “yeah, what's up?”

you take a deep breath, nervous for what his reaction might be. he wasn't the type to get angry with you much but you worried you had crossed a line. “i lied to you. i wasn't actually a virgin. i just said that so you'd fuck me because i knew you wouldn't otherwise.” you look down, avoiding his gaze and preparing yourself for him to get angry.

but it never comes. instead he just laughs. you look up at him, your expression laced with confusion. “i know. you're a terrible liar.” “what?” you ask, partly out of confusion from his response and partly because he called you a terrible liar. it couldn't have been that unbelievable. “oh come on. if you say you're a virgin, at least pretend you don't know how to suck a dick.” this leaves you speechless and all that leaves your lips is a laugh.

he turns back around to look for snacks. “want some animal crackers?” he asks, offering you the open box. “sure,” you reach into the box and grab a few. you eat one before breaking the silence. “you're the best i've ever had, you know.” “of course i am. it's me,” he replies in a teasing tone with that charming smile of his. you roll your eyes and throw an animal cracker at him. of course he was.

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author's note part 2: actually go look, you won't regret it. it won't take long and it's definitely worth it cause they're really cute. idk why i didn't add them sooner

author's note part 3: you should totally go look. please?

author's note part 4: can you tell i want everyone to see them? have i convinced you yet? okay i'll stop now thanks for reading!!

୨୧⋆｡˚ tags: @chrissturniolosbitch @christhopersturniolo @mattscurlygirly @fratbrochrisgf @d3axplr @junnniiieee07 @rubyjaneaxx @leakedsturns @remussbitch @ccolleenn @sturnpooks @ribread03 joinnnn <3

[mntalbrakdown]

I like love you - P. Hynes White

masterlist!

mentions of: fluff, cussing

synopsis: you love him and all the things you used to like abt him turned to love. 

a/n: i’m no longer writing for him so plz no hate!!!!

The “it girl” was dating the new golden boy. Percy was the new boy in town, being in Wednesday, even though he had other shows and movies out, but now it was different. People now have their eyes on him. You knew Percy thanks to Jenna. You and Jenna have been friends since you were younger. You both met during auditions so you constantly bumped into one another. The difference was you were from LA you knew your way around it. You knew it was full of people who wanted attention and you knew who to sort out. So when Jenna invited you to the Wednesday premiere you went, it was second nature. When you arrived you met with Jenna she was next to a tall boy, taller than you, and had long hair. He had very light eyes, you couldn’t sort out if it was green or hazel. Something that bothered you the whole night.

“Percy, this is my friend y/n” Jenna introduces "y/n this is Percy"

You both say hello and act like middle schoolers on their first date. You would watch him the whole night from afar. He was pretty and funny. You liked the way he spoke and how kind he was. You would take photos on the black carpet and would sneak a peek to look at him. You really wanted to take a picture with him but decided not to. 

You were about to leave and say goodbye to Jenna and Emma when you felt a hand grab your arm. You turned back and saw Percy. 

“So I thought we could go out, and actually get to know one another” he asks scratching his head

“yeah that would be nice” you smile, giving him a napkin with your phone number already written on it because you wanted him to ask for it all night. 

Now after six months passed you guys were going to go to celebrate your anniversary. 

“Here I got you this shirt you could wear,” Percy says pulling out a pink bag with some tissues. You opened it and found a cute white baby tee saying Percy H. White's GF in red letters.

“Do I have to wear this,” you ask laughing

“it’s only true love if you do,” he says in a sing-song voice

“did you get one for yourself?” trying to scrummage through the bag 

“no, only you” he says smiling ear to ear

“fuck you, is this like occasion worthy?” 

“get ready we’re going out,” he says completely ignoring the question

“like causal fit?” you try to imagine dressing this up and all you thought abt was big grey sweats and a slick back bun with sunglasses 

“yes, we’re getting coffee first” he knew you liked coffee and how you liked just being with him not anyone else on a special day like this. 

“so you plan on telling the world we’re dating this way” you look at him on the way to his car. he liked that you would have to look up to him when you wanted to talk, he found it cute 

“i think it’s hot” he says unlocking his car

“i mean having a property kink is definitely something else” you say sitting in the car 

“I mean aren’t you tired of people thinking Jenna and I are dating,” he asks looking at you for a sign of jealousy 

“no-“

“-no?” he cuts you off

“no, because I know we’re dating and if people want to make you two date that’s cute but it won’t happen,” you say looking at him and how focused he is on trying to exit the parking lot 

“God, I like you,” he says grabbing your hand and putting it on his lap as he drives 

“like you too” you squeeze his lap once

the rest of the car ride is silent. you would mind your business. but constantly look at Percy. how he focused on driving. how his hair would blow when the right amount of air would blow. 

“is something wrong,” he asks tearing his sight from the road onto you 

“no, you’re just pretty to look at” you smile at him 

“shouldn’t I be saying that to you” he jokes around 

“not necessarily, I always like to call you pretty and see how flustered you get” you make your fingers dance around his lap

you liked the way he smelled. you liked the way he would be comfortable with you. you liked that he could be himself wherever he went and not feel bad. you liked that he was him. him being the person you find yourself loving for the rest of your life. that being from a distance or in person. 

“what’s going on in the pea-sized brain of yours” Percy looks at you now that he is parking 

“nothing” you smile to yourself 

“well we’re here” he looks at you as he turns his car off

“where are we” you look around and just see houses and a small building 

“we’re going to hang out with some friends” you weren’t planing on being with friends. if you did than you would’ve chosen a different outfit 

“in there” the building looked old, not a historian but old to the point it needs to repaint and a power wash 

"so no coffee?" you slightly pout and dry the 'tears' that were rolling down your face

"fear not," Percy says smiling as if it was a 'you problem'

you both get out of the car and walk hand in hand to the building. you liked the way he towered to you. you liked the way he would look down at you and make sure you were ok. you like the way he would block the sun out for you. you liked the way he let you walk in the sidewalk instead of out, exposed to the cars. 

as you walked in you were greeted by some friends. friends from Wednesday, Percy’s friends, and yours. 

“hey sweets,” Jenna says hugging you 

“Hey, what’s going on,” you ask, there were so many people to just a six-month anniversary 

“I don’t know Percy just asked us to come” Jenna smiled and sat back down on the couch. 

Percy was behind you. his hand laid on your waist. his head resting on the top of yours. he saw an open spot on the couch and dove for it. 

“I’m gonna go get a drink, want any perc,” you ask almost turning your body fully away

“just a water, please” he said with a gentle smile laying in his face 

you liked the way he was polite. you liked the way he was gentle. you liked the way he looked at you. it was never lust or hatred…no never it was care and something else you couldn't put your finger on. 

“you’re doing a lot of thinking,” Emma says looking at you. you were trying to get the water and a sparkling water

“yeah, just trying to figure out why Percy made this party,” you say scourging the ice for the beverages

“Maybe he loves you,” she says with a wide smile ear to ear 

“yeah maybe,” you say with a delicate smile, mimicking Percy's from earlier

“wait he hasn’t said it yet” Emma furrows her eyebrows 

“no, neither have I,” you say ready to walk away 

“I know you guys do” she follows you like a lost puppy

“I wanted to say it when I felt comfortable, and I feel it I just don’t know if today with all these people will be the day,” you say weakly, "and it's not that I don't love him, because I do, but I dont want him to feel the need to say it because everyone we know is here"

you both start heading back to the couch. it was surrounded by a dark ambient light that was warm and surrounded by paintings. it was really beautiful. it was something you’ve seen before but can’t put your finger on it. 

“Hey, pretty girl,” Percy says and you hand him his water. it looks like all the seats are taken so you decide on standing behind him. but he grabs onto your arm and makes you spin around and pull you down to sit down on his lap

“oh” you felt awkward on his lap. felt like you needed to get up and find your own seat, but he made sure you were fine. rubbing your knee knowing ur overthinking 

you liked the way he was compassionate. you liked the way he cared for you. you liked the way he would smile at you and reassure you everything will be alright.

you opened your sparkling water and started drinking it. everyone was talking about how they haven’t watched Wednesday. they were all either saying they should watch it or others saying they shouldn’t. 

“so y/n what films are you working on,” Joy asks, moving around in her seat

“I finished the barbie movie, I don’t think I can say much more,” you say almost in a whisper. you didn’t like to talk about your work. it was the same as how you didn’t want to talk about school and grades when you were younger. 

“she’s humble” Percy shakes you around as he screams making everyone laugh

“we’re not the public y/n say more” Jenna pushes and pries. 

“she doesn’t even tell me,” Percy says almost hurt, moving you back so his chest hits your back and laying back 

“what why,” Emma says in awe

“I'm superstitious, I feel like I would jinx myself” taking another swig of your drink

“what does your shirt say,” hunter asks out of the blue, squinting and moving his head around to figure out what the letters make out

“no, let’s not talk about it,” you say trying to hide your chest

“no, let’s talk abt it,” Percy says from behind you sitting up for this conversation and trying to move your hands to your side to show the work of art that is your shirt.

“It's something alright,” Jenna says, with a face of disgust and amusement.

“I would never purchase this,” you say laughing looking down at Percy with a shit-eating grin 

“I would it’s hot,” Percy says with a challenging laugh

“yeah only you” you laugh into his neck. he liked the way it was a smooth breeze and how your loose hair tickled him. he started to move around because of your hair making you move around.

“get a room,” Georgie says jokingly 

“which one? yours” Percy says looking at him while you move your head and trying not to laugh

"This is so middle school, it makes me want to throw up," you say trying to get up

"no" Percy yelped, making you want to start laughing all over again

"I feel like shouldn't be here," Hunter says making everyone laugh

you liked the way he got flustered. you liked the way he needed to hide his face from people when he grew embarresed.

"I need to leave and-"

"-no you don't" he cuts you off yet again gripping you even tighter than ever before

“Is that a photo booth?” You point to the culprit as Percy follows your gaze

“let’s go take some photos,” he says wanting to get up. you follow close behind and get in the booth. Percy goes in first but sits in the middle.

“scooch” there was enough space for the both of you. but Percy just brings you down to his lap. you didn't know what his fetish was of you sitting on his lap

“what should be the first pose,” you ask but Percy beat you to it. He had a shit-eating grin, and the next thing you knew was him tangling his fingers in your hair and pulling you into a kiss, you heard the first shutter as you try to pull away Percy groaned not wanting to move

“We have to take other photos,” you say smiling, looking down at him, his eyes still hyper-fated on your lips

“I think I love you,” Percy says almost in a hushed whisper

“What?” you tried to make sure what he just said was what you heard and not make a full of yourself

“I love you” and another click rang out

you tried to react and say it back. but your brain made your eyes react first. making Percy think he misspoke. You wanted your brain to send a message to your mouth to move and say it back fast before it was too late.

“I love you too,” you say making him go into shock, and another shutter sounds. his mouth started to draw a curve as his eyes sparkled, which you thought was impossible because of how dim the light was

you intertwine your fingers in his hair bringing him into another kiss and him moving his hand to your jaw to deepen this kiss. you smiling into the kiss, and him following suit and the last photo was captured.

you try to get out, but Percy groans, wanting to stay in this position for the rest of the night. You slowly tug away so you could get out of the curtained wall. you hold a hand for him to come out. he holds onto your hand as you both walk to the other side of the booth and find the photos. you look through them as Percy now has both his hands wrapped around your waist with his head resting on top of yours

the first photo was you both kissing, the next was him saying 'i love you' with your eyes wide, the third was you saying I love you and him smiling wider than ever, and the last was both of you kissing, this time it was different than the first. you think he also saw that photo at the same as you because he kissed the top of your head.

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ememyers that’s MY girl

percy her shirt says otherwise

y/n.com love you pretty boy

percy love you too doll

georgieebleu percy she doesn’t even know your eye color

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i need more (and longer rip) dumbification of spencer plz and thank you

yes bbg ( im sorry ) hope this is what you wanted, let me know if you have anything else you want me to write. ;)

warnings; teasing, kissing, flustered/embarrased spence, mentions of handjob, mentions of blowjob

everyone in the team likes to joke you have spencer wrapped around your finger, and of how his impressive IQ of 187, could be dropped to 90 in your presence. and it wasn't necessarily untrue. spencer often found himself stumbling over his words, thoughts mushed by the simplest actions.

take now for instance, the team was out for dinner, and you sat next to spencer, hand innocently resting on his thigh. occasionally you would laugh, resulting in a soft squeeze which left spencer dizzy and unable to form a coherent sentence. the team continued to talk to him, asking questions that he simply couldn't answer.

then there was last week, were you were on stake out duty, outside the unsubs home. the unsub had suddenly appeared, resulting in a chase down. you had caught him, pushing him to the ground and holding him down, as you expertly cuffed him. it wasn't spencers proudest moment, having to adjust his pants to cover up his bulge, caused by something so simple.

or the week before that, were you were actually intending to tease spencer. you were on the plane back from a case, everyone else asleep. your hand trailed up and down his thigh, each time inching closer. you were whispering in his ear, occasionally brushing his hair with your other hand. spencer couldn't even remember what you were saying, solely focused on your hand. he eventually grew so desperate, small whines and whimpers leaving his lips, that you had to take him to the bathroom. your hand wrapped around his cock as you continued your whispering, this time about how needy he was.

and this happened all the time. infact it was probably better if you never worked together, knowing the other would do much better without the distraction. particularly spencer.

but now back to the present moment, where you still remained unaware about your subtle teasing. spencer was tense, wanting to move away so he could enjoy his dinner in peace, but also lost in the feeling of your hand rubbing his thigh.

"spencer?" you said, looking at him concerned.

"you alright? you look a bit funny.." you muttered, bringing your hand up to cup his cheek as you inspected his features, other hand still on your thigh.

spencer cleared his throat, nodding, and turning away from your hold to listen to another conversation. you frowned, squeezing his thigh once again. though this time your grip became firmer, massaging in an attempt to comfort him. except it did the exact opposite, spencer was growing increasingly hard, cheeks flushed. you hand drew closer to his bulge, hesitating.

slowly your hand came up to cup his bulge, and spencer inhaled sharply.

"spencer.." you whispered, leaning across so only he could hear.

"is this your problem?" you ask, squeezing lightly.

spencers grip on his cutlery tightened, his knuckles turning white as he nodded slowly. he glanced at you, noticing the smirk on your face. your fingers danced along his thigh, occasionally cupping his bulge.

spencer was sure he wouldn't be able to breath soon, much less answer the questions that morgan was attempting to ask him.

you cleared your throat. catching everyone's attention.

"spencers not feeling well, we're just gonna go to the bathroom real quick." you say, standing up and taking spencers hand.

the others nod, continuing their conversations. they didn't know that what you really meant by that. but spencer did. spencer knew as soon as you got into the bathroom, you'd drop to your knees continuing your teasing. eventually you'd give in and spencer would be left feeling even more dizzy then he is now.

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I’m actually rlly upset to see so many ppl online making jokes about how they “knew” and they “could tell”

That’s not how that works. You did not know, and you could not tell. All you did was assume something about someone you didn’t know and then openly express this as if it’s meant to be funny or endearing, when it more often than not just enforces a stereotype and pushes people back into their shell.

Noah’s coming out should be something he’s allowed to be excited about and receive unconditional love for. Laughing at it can be a v personal joke and should be between him and the people that know him. We are not in that category, so maybe don’t get on tiktok and twitter going “We been knew!” And “Duh, we’ve seen the way you walk!”

Plz know that the word Gay is a LABEL, not a personality type. There is no designated behavior. If a straight man is openly flamboyant and excited, than ppl praise him for being comfortable and breaking norms.

But when a gay man acts similarly, then it’s because he’s gay?

Noah Schnapp acts like Noah Schnapp because he’s chaotic and fucking iconic.

It’s not like any of us are accounting for our sexuality every time we speak or move, so it’s weird to see others doing it to him.

And just months ago ppl were calling him the straightest frat boy alive compared to Will, so please let this be a lesson to stop enforcing a stereotype when you are constantly being proven wrong.

At some point, it starts to be on you for refusing to learn. It’s very harmful and convinces others to hide who they are in fear of being outed or wrongly labeled.

Just celebrate with the kid!! If you can’t do that without making fun of him, then just hold your piece!! This is his moment and he deserves to be excited about it, not used as an example for your next assumptions.