#this is my one dress I wear to every event ok

[marzzthehuman]

damn I always put random shit in my pockets and always find it after its been in the laundry. like why did I just find a napkin in my dress pocket??? pls explain

WHERE DID I EVEN GET IT!>!?!?!?!

[demilypyro]

Ok so hear me out cause I know it's ridiculous but I deep dived on this and it all checks out.

This probably isn't anything more than "implied" status but yes after someone told me about it I looked into it and I'm pretty confident that Rabbid Peach is indeed supposed to be transfem. The major evidence comes from the official Rabbids instagram account. a lot of the old posts are gone but have been preserved as screenshots.

Before the first game with Rabbid Peach in it, the Rabbids instagram account was run by a random generic rabbid, seen in selfies below. This character regularly posted selfies and life updates. As this is one of the indistinguishable rabbids, we can't be entirely sure that they're all the same character, but some of the posts reference eachother, which does seem to imply a single consistent rabbid using this account.

What's interesting here is that the longer the account existed, the more often this rabbid was depicted wearing feminine accessories. In the very first image (left) they appear quite masculine, but as the account went on you started seeing more and more dresses and necklaces. In this second image they refer to themselves as "Queen Bwaaah" only a month before the announcement of Mario + Rabbids Kingdom Battle.

After Mario + Rabbids Kingdom Battle is announced, the account was rebranded to be Rabbid Peach's personal account. Now, every single post is by Rabbid Peach. Rabbid Peach is characterized as being rather vain and taking a lot of selfies, so the posting style is exactly the same as that of "Queen Bwaaah."

Ok but this could still be a coincidence right? Here's the smoking gun. In a post by "Queen Bwaaah" from before the rebrand, we see this rubber duck with a spiked collar. It's kind of random but it's pretty unique right? Well 6 months later, in a post by Rabbid Peach, another rubber duck with a spiked collar appears. This is pretty definitive proof to me that "Queen Bwaaah" and Rabbid Peach are the exact same rabbid.

To summarize: this random generic (male/genderless?) rabbid who was running the rabbids' social media was publicly experimenting with femininity, then became Rabbid Peach due to the events of Kingdom Battle, and has since kept running the account, now permanently presenting as female. Rabbid Peach is transfem thanks for coming to my ted talk what the fuck are they cooking over there

[nepenthendline]

take my hand - neuvillette x reader

a/n: just some sappy soft slow dancing with neuvillette, implied fem reader, hydro dragon being adorable and teaching you to dance

I might do a part 2 for this!

In the last few months, you've tended to find yourself in events like this: the yearly grand ball held for Hydro Archon's birthday. In true Furina style, she goes all out each year, hosting the most magnificent, yet, overwhelming, events with every important figure and name in Fontaine.

Being assistant to the Iudex alone wouldn't normally get you an invite to such event (unless Furina is running low on numbers), but as partner of Neuvillette himself, and a close friend to Furina because of said partnership, you're considered a 'must-have' at these parties.

It's easy to feel like a face in the crowd, a nobody, at these events when you're surrounded by wealthy stuck-up diplomats or CEOs wearing only the most expensive designer gowns and suits, or how you have no idea what they're talking about half the time. The hall is loud, crowded, and slightly too shiny for your liking, but you have to stay until the night is over.

There is one thing keeping you here, though: the presence of Neuvillette. You stand at the edge of the hall, glass in hand of whatever fruity drink the bulters are serving, eyes locked on the Chief Justice as he weaves through the crowd to engage in pleasantries with the guests. Whilst you wish he could stay by your side all night, you understand he has duties to fulfil, and getting to watch his tall figure, dressed to the nines, dart around is compensation enough. Picking Neuvillette out from the crowd is never hard - he doesn't exactly blend in with everyone else with his long, icy hair and that blue glow of his, not to mention the sheer weight of his authority.

Your smile grows into a grin as you notice his steps being directed towards you. You have to hold back a giggle as you watch the guests in front of him, that are blocking his path to you, profusely apologise and move aside, not wanting to get on the wrong side of the Iudex.

'I apologise for having to leave your side for this long, you know how Furina acts when it comes to these events,' he says before cupping your cheek with his gloved hand and kissing your head, 'but I'm all yours for the rest of the night'.

'It's ok, it's your job, and besides, I don't mind watching you,' you shrug off his concerns and retort in a teasing manner. His raises one eyebrow at you before letting out a deep, quiet chuckle.

'I see, well I hope I put on a good show for you my dear,' you nod and giggle at his remark, 'even so, these sorts of things aren't exactly my cup of tea either. I prefer to observe humans...from a distance,' he adds, which you know is his polite way of saying he can't stand having to engage in small talk with so many enthusiastic people at once. 'What do you have to drink?' He asks, looking down to your glass of brightly coloured bubbly liquid, whilst brushing his knuckles over your arm as a form of comforting affection. You look into your, still mostly full, glass and wrinkle your nose slightly.

'Couldn't tell you, but you certainly wouldn't like it,' you answer, placing the glass on the tall table next to you. His mouth opens, ready to say something, when the band changes to a new song - one that is slower and gentler than before. It's one you recognised since Neuvillette played it in his office from time to time. Your thoughts are broken when he holds his hand out to you and speaks,

'Would you like to dance?' He asks, almost hesitantly, with his lips curled into a sweet smile. Your hand reaches for his but stops halfway as you look between him and the dozens of dancing couples behind you.

'I don't know how to dance...like that,' you shyly admit, gesturing to the elegantly swaying guests behind him with your head. His smile grows sweeter as his lifts his hand to reach where yours hovered, taking it in his light grasp and pressing a kiss to your knuckles,

'Then let me guide you, my love,' he walks towards the dancefloor with you in tow, finding a less crowded spot before turning to face you once again. Looking around you, you could see how all the other women were situated - one hand on their dance-partners shoulder and the other clasped with theirs. You looked back at Neuvillette and moved your own hands to match. He gave you a small nod before putting his free hand around your waist and pulling you closer. 'Good, that's correct,' he praises, 'I will lead, and you can follow my steps. Let me count for us to make it easier. 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3,' he continues counting in a hushed tone as he moves slowly - first taking a step forward, then to the side, and then back. You kept your eyes focused on the floor and what you could see of your feet under your ball gown. Luckily, the steps were slow enough that you could react, taking your own steps to follow him in turn.

'Ah,' he interrupts his conducting before taking the hand from your waist away and placing a finger under your chin, gently lifting your head until your eyes were locked with his, 'keep your eyes on mine,' he directed, but the words and the intensity of his gaze made you want to bow your head immediately again. He let out a huff of a chuckle, returning his hand to your waist and pulling you closer, closing any gap between you two so you couldn't look at the floor. With this move, you had no choice but to keep your focus on his eyes. Even despite being together for a few months now, holding eye contact like this still made you nervous - you felt like a lovestruck teenager put on a spotlight against his gaze. Your cheeks grew warmer, and you couldn't help the bashful look on your face.

'I'm not used to this,' you whined, 'go easy on me,' although your tone suggested you didn't mean any worry.

'That is true, although having you look at me is for more selfish desires, I must admit.' He confessed. If anyone else said such a phrase, you would believe they were teasing, and yet his words felt so pure.

Maybe it was the reflection of the many chandeliers or the glittery dresses around you, but his eyes seemed to shine more than usual. You often liked to admire Neuvillette's features, but more so when he was unaware of your lingering glances (or so you thought). His featured looked so soft, so ethereal in the glistening light - your eyes roamed his face, and occasionally, the scenery around you. However, his never left yours once. Neuvillette is known for his status and commanding authority, and yet, right now, he had never looked so gentle.

The hand on his shoulder moved further in, brushing against the hair near his neck. You only realised he had stopped counting a while ago when he let out a quiet, satisfied hum.

'Seems you're a natural,' he commented, making your cheeks flush even hotter.

'Oh,' your head falls to look at his chest instead in embarrassment, 'I don't know about that. Maybe you're just a good teacher,' you return.

'Perhaps,' he says, although it doesn't sound like a genuine consideration at all. You shake your head gently, as if trying to wash away your discomposure, then returned your eyes to his waiting pair.

Despite your worries, you couldn't help but feel yourself sink into his hold and let go a little further whilst looking at him - it was like you were the only two in the room right now; you could barely even concentrate on the music. You let out a deep breath and smiled at him, and he smiled back, smitten.

He leaned down slightly and shortened his steps so that he could rest his forehead against yours. Your noses occasionally brushed against each other as you swayed in tandem.

'I like this,' you murmured, as if it was some guilty pleasure. The curve of his lips grew wider as he nodded slightly,

'I like this too.'

[concreteangel92]

Acting up

Noah Sebastian x fem!reader

18+

Warnings: spanking, clit spanking, dom/sub relationship, oral (m&f receiving) PiV sex, over simulation, aftercare of course

A/N: so I got this idea into my head last week and just had to bring it to life!

Apart from the small writing I uploaded the other day, this is my first proper one shot and deffo the first smut I’ve done in about 7/8 years so I felt incredibly rusty and have prayed that this turned out ok haha I’ve re-read and changed things so many times in the last week 😂 but after finally feeling more or less happy with it, here we are and I hope you enjoy!!

Masterlist

You knew you were in trouble, you’d been winding Noah up all day at an important work event.

Noah hadn’t long been home from yet another tour, but he’d hardly paid you any attention over the last couple days, he was either sleeping or working in his studio and although you love and support everything he does and you understood work has to come first sometimes, you were feeling incredibly needy now.

So you started off small, you wore a dress that left little the imagination. I’m talking bending over too far and everyone sees everything kind of dress to which Noah wasn’t impressed.

“You’re not wearing that to the event.”

“Yes I am.”

Noah’s eyes locked with yours and he had an irritated expression on his face.

“No, you’re not! I’m not having every persons eyes on my girls ass all night because she can’t be bothered to dress appropriately. The car is already outside, I’ll meet you in there. Go change, now.”

You turned away and headed to your shared bedroom with a small smirk on your face, he was too easy to wind up. Instead of changing the dress, you put a long coat over the dress to give the impression you’d changed and jumped into the car.

Noah, having been on his phone texting the whole journey, didn’t seem to notice anything until you arrived at the party, it was full of his management team, the rest of the band, friends, crew, you name it and they were there. Drinks were being served, music was blasting out and everyone appeared to be having a good time already.

You slipped your coat off when you walked into the main room, all eyes were immediately on you but Noah’s became dark.

“What did I say back at home?”

“Can’t remember to be honest”

Noah stood very close to you and put his hand firmly on your upper arm. “I need you to behave yourself tonight.”

All you heard in your mind was “test me more.”

You smiled up at him sweetly, playing the innocent and said “I always behave baby, especially at such an important event.”

Noah gave you a firm look but relaxed his grip on your arm and he let his fall around your waist to guide you around while he mingled.

The night seemed to go well, Noah became a bit more relaxed and was enjoying himself and never strayed too far from your side, often you felt yourself leaning into him, his hand always rubbing small circles on your side absentmindedly. Noah wasn’t someone who displayed massive amounts of affection in public but he loved to always have you in touching distance. And he probably wanted to hide how short your dress was from prying eyes as best as he could.

You let Noah do his thing for a few hours before you started to become impatient, and you knew Noah better then anyone and knew he would be drained by now, he doesn’t do well in big crowds of people and avoids them unless he has to for work, so you decided it was time to start upping the game.

A few throw away comments or jokes at his expense is how it started, your particular favourite was when you offered to grab a drink for him and Jolly but only returned with two and you started to drink one yourself.

“Did you get my drink babe?”

“You have legs right? Do what comes after February….March”

Noah tensed next to you every time and then when you both walked over to both the Nick’s and Jolly who had excused themselves to the sofas, you knew it was time.

You said hello and sat yourself right next to Jolly and Folio which meant Noah had no choice but to sit with Nick opposite you on the other sofa, Noah looked a bit disappointed as there was room for both of you but that look didn’t last long.

After glancing around and making sure that Ruffilo wasn’t watching, you uncrossed your legs and opened them up just enough for Noah to realise that you hadn’t got any underwear on tonight. Noah’s face instantly hardened and he glared straight at you, you couldn’t help but smile and giggle quietly to yourself as you knew this was it, Noah would never let you get away with this, you could feel yourself growing wetter just at the thought of what he’s going to do when you’re alone.

Jolly turned to you after hearing your giggle and said “what’s got you giggling?”

You crossed your legs back over and replied with “oh….erm I was just thinking that if it rains tonight, I don’t have a hood or umbrella so I’d end up getting very wet tonight”

Jolly looked ever so slightly confused but commented back that he didn’t believe it was forecasted to rain. You looked back over to Noah with a smile and you watched as his jaw clenched and his eyes were dark, he gave a very menacing look in your direction at the comment you’d made, he suddenly cleared his throat and jumped up.

“On that note guys I’m not feeling very well, I think I’m going to call it a night now, come on y/n.”

Ruffilo looked concerned “you alright man?”

Noah didn’t take his eyes off you “bad headache”

You stood up and fixed your dress, you smiled at the guys and said goodbye, Noah made certain to pass you your coat and grabbed your hand very firmly and said under his breath “we’ll talk about this at home.”

The ride home was silent, Noah’s grip hasn’t left your hand, and although it was starting to hurt slightly, it was simply causing you to ache elsewhere. You knew Noah was extremely angry, you’d technically crossed a line and was playing up in front of his friends which he doesn’t like but you couldn’t help it, he looked very attractive to you right now.

Not a word was said until you both walked into your house, you went to turn around and then found yourself pinned up against the door with Noah’s hand wrapped around your throat.

“What the fuck was that?”

“What was what baby?”

“Don’t play innocent with me, you knew exactly what you were doing, you’ve been acting like a brat all day and at one of my work events, are fucking serious?”

You stared up at him with big eyes, between your thighs was already wet and his hand became just that bit tighter which made your breath hitch.

“I just wanted some attention off you for a change.”

Noah ran his thumb over your bottom lip, pulling it down slightly.

“Is that so?”

Without any warning he stuck one of his fingers into you and your mouth fell open with a silent moan, head falling back onto the wall.

“You’re so wet for me baby, been thinking about this all day eh?”

“Ye-yes.”

“You want me to make you feel good?”

You nodded while he moved his finger slowly but then removed it, take a moment to clean it off with his mouth.

“Too bad, you think after your performance tonight that you can just get what you want? I don’t think so. Get up those stairs and into our room, only good girls get rewarded.”

Your brain felt fuzzy with excitement as you followed his orders, you went up to your room, Noah not far behind you closing the door and then he sat himself on the edge of the bed.

Noah then stretched his neck from one side to the other, as if preparing for what was about to happen and watching him do that, you practically came on the spot.

“Lay across my lap.”

You went to remove your dress but he stopped you

“Leave it on. You wanted to wear it so badly.”

You walked over to Noah and got comfortable across his lap and he pulled the dress up so he had complete access to you.

“Now for your punish today, I think 15 will do, count each hit and if you miss then we shall start again, understand?”

You nodded in response.

“Use your words angel”

“Yes I understand”

“Remember your safe word?”

Your heart swelled at that as he asks every time he knows he’s about to be rough.

“Yes I do”

“Good girl”

That phrase made your pussy throb, as much as you love being a brat, you also adored his praise.

Noah ran his hand over the back of your legs, he gently parted them slightly and saw the slick coating on the inside of your thighs. Your heart rate increase and you could feel yourself clenching around nothing.

“My dirty girl is looking forward to this huh?”

You were going to respond when out of nowhere he spanked you hard and you let out a deep groan.

“One”

He spanked you again, on the opposite cheek, making sure to keep his hand slightly cupped and not to go to high up so not to hit your lower back.

“Two”

“Are we starting to learn our lesson yet?”

You smiled even though he couldn’t see it. “No.”

“Very well”

Noah was then smacking your bare behind multiple times in a row and you done your best to keep up calling out the numbers with his fast pace, all while you could feel the beautiful stinging pain begin the more he spanked you.

“Ten!”

“That’s my good girl, you’re going a beautiful shade of red baby, shall we take it up a notch for the last 5?”

“Yes sir”

Noah hummed in approval of the name you used, the pain was coming through more now but Noah started to rub you down to soothe you. His hand pulled away briefly and you felt it be replaced with your leather paddle that you didn’t even realised he’d got out ready.

“5 hard smacks angel and then it’s over, you’re doing so good for me.”

You squeezed your thighs together more to try and get relief from the aching you felt, you prayed Noah would reward you soon.

He smacked the paddled down extra hard then he normally did and you cried out and called out “el..eleven!”

“You know what that was for, you get your reward when I say so.”

You nodded and moaned and your body jolted when he then continued the last 4 smacks on you.

“Fifteen!”

You relaxed down on his lap, your backside feeling hot to the touch and was no doubt bright red but you felt his soothing touch as he rubbed over his work for a minute.

Noah gently brought you up and gave you a soft kiss

“You took that so well baby, almost made me feel bad seeing how red you’ve gone, that will definitely bruise later.”

You leaned in and kissed him harder, now straddling his lap and feeling how hot your whole body was. You could feel his erection through his trousers and you started to grind yourself down until his hands stopped you.

“Oh no you don’t angel, we haven’t finished yet”

You stared at him and he brushed your hair out of your face.

“You may have taken your punishment but I don’t feel like I’ve had a proper apology yet”

“I’m sorry Noah…”

“On your knees.”

You dropped down onto your knees immediately, wanting nothing more than to please him however he wanted.

“Suck my cock baby and then maybe I’ll forgive you for acting up today in front of my friends, show me how sorry you are.”

He pulled his boxers and trousers down his hips and legs, just enough to give you access. You watched as his dick fell back onto his stomach, a small amount of precum already leaking out. You wasted no time and licked up his shaft before taking him completely in your mouth and hollowing out your cheeks

“F-fuck baby that’s it”

You grabbed his base with one of your hands while you bobbed your head up and down, no teasing tonight, you cupped his balls with your other hand and gently massaged them making Noah throw his head back letting out guttural growls that you’d normally only hear on the stage while his hand came to rest in your hair guiding you up and down on him.

Next thing you felt was Noah pulling you off him and he brought you in for a kiss, while lifting you onto the bed and pushing your thighs apart so he could rest between them.

“You really are so perfect for me angel”

Noah gave no warning before he dived straight in. A choked cry fell from your lips and he sucked onto your clit and parted your lips with his fingers, to then move down and push his tongue straight in for a taste. Noah was the type of guy who could be between your legs for hours, he was like a thirsty man in a dessert, and he was very smug that he was the first man to ever make your legs shake uncontrollably while eating you out, man is a munch for a reason.

You reached your hand down into his hair and pressed his face into you, trying to grind onto him as you felt yourself getting closer, Noah pulled back and slapped your clit which caused you to jump and moan out.

“Don’t forget your place tonight baby”

You nodded in response but clearly that wasn’t good enough as he delivered another spank down.

“Words”

“Yes Noah, I’ll be good I promise”

You were desperate to cum now, you’d been on the edge for ages and those last two spanks nearly sent you over but you had a feeling Noah wasn’t done with you yet.

Noah kissed your shaky thighs gently, he then gripped your hips down and went straight back in, his face being literally buried in your warmth and your hands are gripping the sheets beneath you while he groans against you, still licking and sucking all over you like you’re his last meal

You could feel your orgasm building up again, your thighs started to shake more and as Noah was sucking on your clit, you felt his fingers at your entrance. Your back arched as he pushed one in, your walls finally having something to hold onto, your cries getting louder and louder. Noah continued as he was, almost with no need for breath, his mouth and fingers working together while he grounded your hips down on the mattress.

“I’m so close Noah”

Noah then pulled away once more with a devilish smirk while you let a choked gasp.

“Have we learned our lesson yet princess?”

You had tears in your eyes, he couldn’t be serious, you were nearly there but Noah loved to edge you as a punishment, he loved to see you beg for him.

“Noah, please I’m so sorry, I won’t ever be a brat in front of your friends again. Please, please let me cum, I’ll be so good for you I promise!”

Noah leant forward, wiped a tear away that had slipped out and gave you a sweet kiss.

“Shhhhh it’s ok baby, I’ve gotcha you”

Noah ran his hands down your sides and settled himself back, he licked a big strip from your opening up to your clit and attached his mouth there while he pushed two fingers back in, Noah wasn’t playing this time, he relentlessly brought you back up to your high, legs shaking, back arching and tears forming in your eyes as you cried out

“Please don’t stop Noah”

And he doesn’t, the arm that’s been holding your hips down, he moves his hand onto your lower tummy and pushes down while he curls his fingers up inside and that’s all it takes for you to feel your orgasm wash over you with a scream.

He doesn’t pull away from you until you’re whining and crying from the overstimulation, you push his head away as the aftershocks are still shaking your body every few seconds and Noah crawls up from between your thighs with his face drenched in your juices. He held you while you came back around, placing small kisses around your collarbone.

“Colour?”

“Green, so green”

Noah let out a small laugh “ok baby, you ready for me?”

You could feel him hard against your thigh, you nodded and leaned up to him for a kiss which he returned. He pulls away and gently removes your dress up over your head and quickly removes the rest of his clothes.

“Turned around, ass up for me.”

You rolled onto your stomach and Noah helped positioned your hips up for him, he ran one hand over your cheek which was definitely sore now but that was forgotten when you felt his head at your entrance. Noah pushed in with no resistance and bottomed out straight away with a loud moan.

“Fuck baby, you feel so good”

Noah held onto your hips and then started a fast, unrelenting pace which caused you to cry out and push back into him. You swear you could feel his tip hitting your stomach with every thrust and Noah wasn’t shy about letting out his own growl’s and groans. You felt your walls closing on him again, your head pressing into the sheets as you called his name. You could only imagine how beautifully sinful he must have looked right now. Noah reached around and started rubbing your clit again.

“One more angel, give me one more, I know you can do it”

Practically screaming you felt yourself crash over the edge and Noah soon followed, his body coming down onto yours, both sweaty and breathless.

You felt Noah pull out gently and rolled you into him, he held onto you as you snuggled into him, your body sore but beautifully spent.

“You ok baby? I’ll be back in a minute ok?”

You nodded as you curled up on the bed, Noah came back in a few minutes later with a glass of water and a warm wash cloth. He gently cleaned you up in between your legs, made you drink some water and then got some cream out of the draw and he rolled you back over to gently rub it over the bruises that were already starting to appear.

You scrunched up your face a little bit, something Noah didn’t miss.

“You done so well for me tonight princess”

Noah got out a comfy t shirt for you and he put on a pair of sweats and then got you both under the covers.

“Is there anything else I can get you baby?”

“No, all I want is a cuddle”

Noah smiled “I think I can manage that”

You curled up into side and he wrapped his arms around you, you felt so warm and safe with him.

Thinking back to the last few hours you let out a small giggle.

“What’s funny?”

“I should play up in front of your friends more often.”

[w2soneshots]

Chose one -W2S

words: 1.4k+

warnings: light angst, sex references.

summary: when both Harry and Chris fall for you, you realise you’re going to have to choose one.

notes: omg I actually wrote something that’s not a request🤭. my fics have been super short lately so here’s an extra long one to make up for it✨. I hope you enjoy my lovelies!💓🫶🏼

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y/username: life's to short to wear boring clothes💓

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taliamar: marry me.

-> y/username: 👰‍♀️

chrismd: 🔥🔥

faithloisak: you look gorgeous!!

y/nfanpage21: I need that dress omg

user51209835: not Chris thirsting over y/n😭

I've been friends with Harry for years. We met through my best friend Talia, at one of her birthday parties. That's also where I met the rest of the boys. We became friends and they began inviting me on nights out, parties and other events. I formed a separate connection with them all. Tobi, JJ, Ethan and Josh are like my older brothers. Simon's my best friend's boyfriend. Vik was a little awkward at the beginning but now I have the most interesting conversations with him. Me and Harry immediately hit it off. He was also awkward but I managed to pull him out of his shell, I get his humour and he gets mine. We just click.

I also met Chris through the boys. I found him hilarious and I loved the all the witty little comments he made. We became good friends after our first meeting and I now text him regularly. Recently I was having a conversation with Talia, over the phone. When she brought up the comment that Chris left on my most recent instagram post. I wasn't sure what to say. "He definitely likes you y/n!" She stated. My eyes widened. "No- no way." I stumbled on my words. "You don't like him?" "I- I'm not sure. I've never thought of him that way."

After that day I felt strange. I didn't know what to say to Chris. I also hadn't spoken to Harry in a few days. But I will see them both today at the party Tobi's hosting at his apartment. I began getting ready at five. I took a long shower, blow dried then styled my hair, applied some makeup and finally finished with my outfit. I had sent a text to the girls to ask what they were wearing so I chose my outfit around that.

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wroetoshaw: woah

freyanightingale: omfg the jacket💘

faithloisak: unbelievable🤤🤤

-> behzingagram: slow down there buddy

y/nfanpage21: her style changes every week, girl can do both

user91470263: are both Harry & Chris in love with y/n?🤨

I arrived at Tobi's apartment by seven. I rang the doorbell. "Hey! Come in." Tobi greeted me after he opened the door. We shared a quick hug then headed to where everyone else was. Not everyone had arrived yet but Talia had so I quickly went to say hello. "Hi babe! You look hot as fuck." She excitedly hugged me. "So do you. Is that the dress you bought last week?" I asked. "Yeah! I'm glad we were dressing up so I had an excuse to wear it."

Once the party got going and everyone arrived, most of us began drinking. I got really tipsy very quickly. I went off to the bathroom to clean myself up and take a deep breath. Just as I was leaving I banged straight into someone. My head banged back onto the wall. "Ow. Fuck." I clutched the back of my skull. "I'm so sorry. Are you ok? y/n?" A voice rambled. "Hmm," I opened my eyes. A very concerned looking Harry stood before me. "Oh. I'm fine. Don't sweat it." I hurried back into the living room.

"You alright?" Faith asked. "Mhm." I hummed. "You just seem a little... tense." I sighed. "Can we go into the kitchen? I need to ask you about something." I whispered to her. "Of course, let's go." She replied, standing from the couch. We slipped out of the room. I stood with my back leaning against the marble counter. "I've been feeling weird lately," I began, my drunkenness about to make me spill all of my secrets.

"I think I like Harry. Like more than a friend," Her eyes widened. "But I was speaking to T the other day and she said that she thinks Chris likes me. I'm just really confused." I sighed as an imaginary weight lifted from my shoulders, from the confession. "Well, do you feel for Chris like you feel for Harry?" She asked. My eyes fluttered closed. "I don't think so. I think he's... nice looking but I don't like him." "Well there's your answer."

I decided that I was just going to get absolutely pissed so I wouldn't have to deal with anything tonight (that was a mistake). Once me and Faith rejoined the group we all decided to play 'never have I ever'. I sat between Faith and JJ. "Okay! I'll start," Freya announced. "Never have I ever gone skinny dipping." Freya, Josh and JJ drank. "What?! You're all boring man." JJ shouted. Ethan went next. "Never have I ever had sex in a car." JJ, Faith, Ethan, Harry, Chris and myself drank. When I put my glass down I noticed two faces looking at me, Harry and Chris. I quickly looked away.

After a few more rounds with nothing that interesting it was my turn. "Never have I ever had a crush on my friend." I blurted out. My face dropped. I looked to Faith. She was just as shocked. "I- I think that's my cue to go home." I pushed myself from the couch. I turned to looked at Tobi. "Thanks for a great night." I smiled then made a be line for the front door.

As I waited for my taxi to arrive it began to rain. "For fuck sake." I whispered under my breath. "Here." I heard from behind me. I jumped then turned to see who it was. Harry stood there with his jacket in his hand, gesturing for me to take it. I smiled lightly then took it. Covering my hair from the rain. We stood there in silence, the only sound being made by the heavy downpour of rain. Harry's shirt began to stick to his body as it became increasingly more soaked. I stepped towards him. Attempting to cover the both of us with his coat. He unexpectedly wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer. I leaned into his touch.

"I drank." He said breaking the silence. "What?" I replied quietly, confused. "Your question. About having a crush on your friend. I drank." He explained. My heart rate began to speed up. "Oh, who?" I asked nervously. "You." He whispered. My face dropped. I looked up at him, slightly breaking our hug. "Really? You- you like me?" I thought I was hearing things. He nodded. "It's alright if you don't feel the same, I just needed to tell you." "I do feel the same Harry." I leaned into him. Our lips inches apart. My taxi pulled up. I stepped away, passing his coat back. "Sorry." I mouthed as I slid into the car.

The next day I woke with an awful hangover and a bucket of guilt. I needed to speak to Chris. I can't pursue anything with Harry until I tell him about my lack of feelings. Later in the day I decided to text him. He agreed to come to my apartment. Twenty minutes later there was a knock at my door. I opened it with a smile then let him inside. "Listen Chris-" I wasn't sure what to say. I didn't even know for sure if he liked me. "It's ok. We don't have to make this awkward. I liked you but I know you and Harry are- you know, so don't worry about it. I'll back off." He said politely. I let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you. And I'm sorry." "Nothing to be sorry about. Let's just stay friends, yeah?" I nodded. "Yeah."

A few days later I turned up to Harry's apartment. I hesitated to knock. Then I took a deep breath and lifted my fist to the door. I waited almost a minute before the door opened. Harry stared at me. "Uhm, hi." I smiled softly. "Hey. What are you doing here?" He asked. "I um- I wanted to apologise for the other day. I shouldn't have left like that." I began. We stared into each other's eyes, neither saying a word. He stepped closer, so close in fact that I could feel his breath on my lips. "Can I kiss you?" He asked in a hushed tone. "Yes." I whispered. He closed the gap slowly. My hands moved to his shoulders. His traveled slowly down to my waist as we shared a sweet kiss.

[cixrosie]

Dream Boy

Summary : In which the sweet dream boy you saw freshman year turns into Your dream boy sophomore year

You and Gavin first met a Umich your Freshman year in the first week in one of your many classes you had together . But you first saw Gavin at freshman orientation and immediately had a crush on him . You and Gavin basically had almost every class together . You can't lie he was hot and sweet but you didn't want to get in a relationship as this was your start to college and you knew most college guys that were freshman were just looking to hookup .

Over the first couple months after meeting Gavin you had gotten close, you guys had had study dates even though both of your friends you brought along to make it less date like told you they were just third wheeling and it was indeed a study date . You brought one of your friends from your theater class and Gavin brought one of his teammates from the hockey team .

After that you and Gavin got even closer now from the study dates you were now going to each others events you invited Gavin to your showcases and he invited you to his hockey games and sat with the other girlfriends . This went on for the rest of the year .

Then the day you had been dreading since you met Gavin had come the last day of classes , which meant not seeing Gavin as often due to summer break and you hated that .

At least for now you didn't have to think about that because there was one big event left : The Umich Hockey End of Year Party which the hockey team . Gavin had invited you saying that is was one last big hangout with all the guys and your friends to hand out before you left as his friends and your friends had kind of meshed into one big group. So as your leaving your last class you are texting Gavin and he let you know the dress code is just umich colors .

Later that night about an hour after the party started you are almost done getting ready. You decided to wear a dark maize tube top and blue shorts with a university of Michigan jacket but left it unbuttoned in the front . Just as you were putting on your shoes you got a text from Gavin :

Gav 🥰 : where are you I don't see you ? 😢

You : im done getting ready im heading over now lol

Gav : ok see you , when you get here park next to my car

About 10 minutes later you arrive to the frat house and park nexts to Gavins car . The house pretty crowded but thats to be expected with an end of year party . You enter the house and the sound of music and laughter fills your ears . You look towards the kitchen and see Gavin and his hockey teammates and some of the girlfriends laughing and drinking so you head over.

" hey Y/N's here " Ethan yells drunkenly , that makes Gavin turn towards you at the speed of light . You both make eye contact and it holds and you can feel the shift in your relationship. You had started to notice it about a week ago the subtle touches around your waist , the excuses made just so he can hold your hand and now this something is shifting and you aren't complaining

After coming back to reality and hear Ethan still screaming about the house reaching capacity but I couldn't really make it out since he 1. was drunk off his ass and 2. You couldn't stop staring at your boy . You can't believe your referencing him as your boy but you are and you love it

You and Gavin are still making eye contact but you are saying so many words his eyes are saying " come here " your eyes are saying " come get me " but both are saying " you feel it too" at this point Gavin has had enough and as you continue staring at his eyes as your standing against the counter he comes over to you trapping you in between his arms , " come to my room with me yeah" he asks . You nod your head as you look up at him.

He grabs your hand as he leads you up the stairs and his teammates see and they start whooping and whistling and you definitely hear Luca yell " Finally " you laugh as Gavin continues to lead you up the stairs to his room. You finally get to Gavins room and he ushers you in with his hand dangerously close to your ass which makes you smile and make your heart flutter a she closes his door .

Gavin walks to his bed as he takes off his shoes and sit on the edge . You stay back towards his door and lean on it as you both make eye contact . " c'mere pretty girl" he says. You walk over and you see him spread his legs open to accommodate your body , as you fit perfectly between his legs he holds the back of your thighs and pulls you as close as possible , he pulls you with so much strength you have to hold onto his shoulders , after you catch your balance you wrap your arms around his neck and stare into his eyes.

He inches his lips closer and closer as you say "Gav" in a breathy tone " I know baby I feel it to" " what are we now" you question " You're mine and I'm yours if you'll have me " he says. Thats all it takes for the damn to break and for you to crash your lips onto his , he groans as you quite literally take his breath away . He moves his hand from the back of your thighs to you waist as he pulls you so you're now straddling him and from there his hands move to your ass pinching and pulling which you take as a sign he's enjoying himself among other things .

After a while you pull away to catch your breath. "wow' you both say at the same time you laugh and blush as you hide your face in his neck. He then lays flat on his back as he takes you down with him so you're now laying on his chest . He laughs as you still blush with your face in his neck. " don't blush now baby you literally shoved your tongue down my throat a couple minutes ago" this makes you groan as he laughs even harder , that beautiful laugh you love so much .

After you both settle down and change out of the party clothes and into pajamas and for you thats just Gavins clothes you both cuddle up on his bed as he choses some random show to watch. The room fills with silence until Gavin says " its always been you since the day we met our first week of class " You look at him from his chest and smile as you say " its always been you too Gav ever since I saw you in freshman orientation " " But we didn't even meet yet we met a week later during the first week " he cocks his eyebrow " exactly my dream boy ive had a crush on you since I saw you during freshman orientation " . Gavin smiles as he leans down to connect your lips for the sweetest kiss you've ever had .

Note: HIIII I haven't written anything in a while but im back with this sweet piece for Gavin . As always requests are open send them my way if you have them

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[sunraies]

The Shoes

Rafe Cameron x Kook!Reader

Warnings- Pregnant Reader, Fluff, crying

Rafe finds a solution for a shoe problem, the day of midsummers

Not sure about this one, just a fluff idea that popped into my head and quickly wrote

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You had everything planned. The dress, the bag and shoes. Even the way you wanted to style your hair with flowers.

The midsummers was one of the biggest formal events on The Figure Eight. You went every year, but this was the first year you were seven months pregnant by the time the event came around.

Rafe had booked you in to have your hair and makeup done, and you had messaged him to say you loved it. So it was a surprise and shock when he came home and found you sat sobbing on the bed.

"Shit, baby. You ok? What happened?" He dropped to his knees in front of you. His eyes checked you over before his hands cupped your cheeks. "Are you hurt? Is it the baby?"

You shook your head and tried to fix your breathing.

"Please tell me, pretty girl," He said softly "your freakin me out."

"They don't fit," You muttered as you gave him a pitiful look. "My feet are too fucking big"

"You don't have big feet, baby." Rafe said gently as he smoothed your hair.

"I do! They're too fucking swollen" You looked down at you feet before pointing at the heels you'd thrown across the room. "The beautiful shoes you got me, don't fit. Everything was perfect and now its ruined"

"Hey, now. Not ruined." His thumbs brushed away your tears, careful not to smudge your makeup. "Just wear your sneakers. No one will care"

You laughed coldly. "Rafe, have you met the people that live here. I'll be the gossip until Christmas"

"Fuck em, you are having our baby girl. You could wear a trash bag and be the most beautiful there" Rafe kissed your nose, cheeks and then lips before resting his hands on your bump and kissing it. "You look amazing in this dress. Wear comfortable shoes"

You ran your fingers through his hair. "You are too sweet" You smiled.

"Only for you, my pretty girl" Rafe smiled up at you.

"I have none that will go with this dress" You sighed but were a lot happier than before. You'd been through your whole wardrobe as Rafe got ready.

"Hold on, baby." He suddenly grabbed his phone with a look in his eyes that he always got when he had an idea. "I'll be right back. We won't be too late, I promise"

You raised an eyebrow as he gave you a quick kiss before hurrying out of the house.

He was back about an hour later, with a green shoe box. He seemed a little nervous as he gave it to you.

"If you hate them, we won't go. Order in pizza. I want my girl to be happy"

You nodded and opened the box, pulling out white crocs with a pearl chain. You couldn't help the smile that spend across your face.

"Oh my god. Rafe" You got up as quickly as you could and flung your arms around him. You kissed him before laughing. "They are worse, and I love them! They match my dress perfectly!"

"I do try." He smiled and kissed you again before helping your step into them.

"Hey, don't take all the credit," Sarah appeared in the doorway. "I helped"

"Of course you did." You smiled and hurried over to give her a hug.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for exposing my sister-in-law's secret during a fight?

Ok, this one is going to need a bunch of context.

I (29F) started to date my fiance F (31M) when I was 26. While he is the sweetest person ever, his family is a bit difficult and it was hard for me to fit in. They are a very traditional family of Japanese descent, very rich too, and his mother MIL (60sF) had a dream of seeing all of her three sons married to other rich girls of Japanese descent. I am white and from very humble origins, so I was not very well accepted at first. The thing that bothered me the most was the constant comparisons to my brother in law BIL's (34M) wife SIL (33F), who is rich and of Japanese descent. I was deeply in love with F and decided to fight for my place in his family; I started to take Japanese classes and ended up really good at it, and I was also the one who took care of MIL after her appendicitis' surgery. She recognized my hard work and we became closer and closer, at the same time she realized SIL didn't make the same effort for her and the family as I do, and she started to be very vocal about how I was her favorite daughter in law and how SIL should do better and try to be more like me. Suddenly, the tables have turned and SIL was the one being compared to me, no the other way around.

Of course she didn't like that at all and started to antagonize me and criticize every small thing about me. She would complain my dog would bark too much (which she did, but SIL was a little mean about it), and when my dog died, she made a comment about how finally she wouldn't have to hear her barking anymore (that stung a lot since I loved my dog with all my heart and she was like a baby to me), she would also complain about my apartment every time she visited me, saying it was too cheap (as I said, I come from humble origins) and her newest topic of complaining are my earrings: I like to wear cute and funny earrings (only at work and family gatherings, I don't wear them at social events or anything like that) and she always talks about how I'm too old to wear them and how tacky it looks. F and I noticed she's been progressively meaner the closer we get to our wedding (three months from now) and think she's trying to scare me away before I become an official part of the family.

One last piece of context: some months ago, F told me in confidence about how 6 years ago SIL's brother and sister in law died in a car accident and left an orphaned boy of 4 years old. SIL was the little boy's only family, but she refused to take him in saying she already had too much work with her own son (who was also 4 at the time). That didn't go well with the family; MIL and my father in law (who was alive at the time) assured her they would help with the kid and she would have all the support, but she simply didn't want the boy, so he was sent to the system. That was something MIL never forgave her for, since family is everything to her, and it was something only MIL, BIL, SIL, F and his younger brother knew. He told me that in confidence and asked me to not tell anyone. I promised I wouldn't.

Now for the actual situation.

Our last family dinner was one of F's cousins' birthday, so all the extended family was around. No kidding, I think there were around 60 people there or more. SIL, once again, decided to mock me about my earrings (little cherry earrings, very cute) and talked again how I was to old to wear them, how they were kid earrings etc. I've been tolerating her bullshit for so long now and after her comments about my dog's death, I was more sensitive than usual, so I snapped back and said that it's not because she dresses herself like an old lady that I have to do the same. She got angry at that and a proper fight started; we saying worse and worse stuff to each other while everyone stopped to watch. It ended up with her mocking my upbringing and calling me a gold digger, accusing my of only being with F for his money. That really struck a nerve because I heard that before at the beginning of our relationship and it always hurt my feelings, since I genuinely love F. Before I could even think about it, I said: "At least I'm not a heartless bitch like you. How's your nephew doing, by the way? Oh, you have no idea, right? Since you put him in a fucking orphanage!"

She got speechless after that and left the place, went straight to her car with BIL and went home. I didn't hear from her or him since them. F is furious with me since he told me that in confidence and now all the extended family knows SIL's secret. MIL doesn't care at all; she never got over what SIL did to that little boy and it's been a while since SIL isn't in her best graces.

Now that I'm calmer I feel a little guilty for exposing SIL like that, but she was always so awful to me that I can't really feel that bad. Mostly, I feel bad for BIL, with who I always had a good relationship and even defended me back in the day when the family didn't accept me very well. Now he's not talking to me either and, as far as I know, he's also not talking to F.

So, AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[samoankpoper21]

JJK Men When You Get Your Period

A/N Split their reaction into 3 categories: freaking out, this is nothing, and wHAT 🤣 don't know if these would be considered "canon" but it's what I think may or may not be their accurate reaction 🤣Enjoy~!!

Gojo Satoru: This dude is high key low key freaking out I'm not even joking 🤣 he's seen blood but why is it coming out of there 🤣 "Babyyyyyy," Satoru's sweet voice rang throughout your shared apartment. You exited the bedroom in your robe, Satoru's smile dropping a little. "What's wrong honey? Why aren't you dressed?" "Satoru, I don't think I can escort you to your company's all white event." "Eh? Why? What's wrong? Talk to me." "In the state I'm in I'll end up cursing the whole event." "What are you talking about? You're scaring me Y/N-chan." "Everyone knows you don't wear white, especially now." "Make it make sense." "Babe I just started my period." "O-oh...ooooooooohmygawd are you ok?! Are you hurt?! Should I call in?! Yeah ima call in." "Satoru, stop being dramatic." you chided. "Go in my stead. This is the school's founding anniversary and plus you guys are honoring those who we lost. Can you imagine how Yaga and the rest of the staff will feel knowing one of their most prominent members doesn't show up?" "But what about you?" he pouted. You grabbed his face planting a kiss on his forehead atop his blindfold. "I'll be fine love. I'm just bloated and bleeding." "You're bleeding?!" "Satoru, I swear to gawd we go through this every month."

Yuji Itadori: Much like his (adoptive) father he's freaking out too. This is uncharted territory for him. "Megumi! Have you seen Y/N?" "She went home early, said somethin' bout not feeling too good." Yuji rushed off telling Megumi to cover for him. He ran to the store and brought you a bouquet of daisies, quickly paying the cashier, and rushing to your apartment. A flurry of knocks could be heard at your door and you groaned knowing who it was. "Y/N! Y/N! Hello? Y/N!" He reminded you of a puppy, albeit an annoyingly cute one. You cracked the door and you swear you saw his eyes light up with stars. "Y/N!" He quickly hugged you allowing himself in. "Daisies?" "Oh," he offered the bouquet towards you. "These are for you." You chuckle. "Yuji, I'm not dead, though I do feel like I'm dying." "Huh? What's going on Y/N-chan? Are you alright? Do you need to go the hospital? Where does it hurt? On a scale of 1-10 how bad is your pain level?" "Yuji," you chuckle again. "Calm down. My period started today." "Eh?" you kissed his cheek reassuring him. "Don't worry I'm not gong to die off of a little bit of blood." "Little blood?!" "Yuji I bleed from my vagina once a month." "Oh," he blushes at how you can nonchalantly refer to your genitalia. To this day he still blushes when you say dick. "Lay with me? I need your warmth as my personal heating pad."

Yuta Okkotsu: He wouldn't freak out per se but he is a bit confused as to what to do. He'll try to help you out as best as he could while trying to keep Rika at bay 😅 "Rika-chan, please!" "I swear to gawd Yuta if you don't get her out of here I'll make her disappear for you." Your patience was at an all time low as the pain from your cramps intensified. It didn't help that your boyfriend was low key clueless so he thought it was a bright idea to summon his former lover to 'help' him. You couldn't blame him though, he isolated himself growing up so obviously he missed out on 'the talk'. You took a deep breath and ask through gritted teeth, "Rika dear, be a doll and give us a second hm?" She looked to Yuta and he nodded, you letting out the breath you were holding. "I don't understand-" "Yuta-kun, please. Let me say this first. I don't blame you for not knowing what do with these situations due to your upbringing but I've said this before: this is normal. To bleed every month. It lets us women know that 1) we are not pregnant and 2) prepares us for the pains of child birth." A blush spread across his face. "O-oh, is that so?" "Yes and I would appreciate it if you asked me instead of relying on Rika. Part of being on my period means I'll be experiencing mood swings like now and weird cravings. I'm your girlfriend Yuta. I'm in the here and now." "I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was like that." "It's ok." A moment of silence passed when he asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?" "Get me a pint of rocky road ice cream and we'll call it even."

Toge Inumaki: This poor baby would low key be freaking out 😅 he understands that you're bound to be in pain once a month but he still can't help but fret around 😅 "Mustard leaf! Mustard leaf!" "I'm fine Toge-kun. You don't have to worry. This is normal hunn'." "Bonito flakes!" "Toge-kun this. is. normal." "Salmon roe." You chuckled grabbing his face planting a kiss on his forehead. "Baby, the pain is nothing. It's just preparing me in the event that we have kids." His eyes grew big as he shyly says, "Salmon." You chuckled again kissing his forehead.

Kento Nanami: This man is a GOD SEND 😭 you want ice cream? He'll get it for you. Need a heating pad? Say less. This man is literally attentive to your needs especially when it's that time of month for you - he's those boyfriends that'll have a basket full of your favorite snacks ready for you 😭❤️ You walked into your shared apartment, body feeling heavy. Today was a long day at work and it doesn't help that you were on your period. You dropped your keys in the tray setting your purse down when you realized the scented candles, lights dim. "Baby?" Kento came around the corner mixing chocolate chip cookie dough in a bowl, your heart swelling at the image of him still in his dress shirt apron thrown over. "Hey love. Go ahead and take a bath. I ran the water so by the time your're done the cookies should be ready." You could feel your lips trembling as you walked to him enveloping him in a back hug. "Honey?" "You're such a blessing to me you know that? Too good for me." He turned around hugging you to him kissing your forehead. "I love you." "I love you too."

Megumi Fushiguro: This is nothing new to him, he's had to deal with Tsumiki when it was her time of the month. I feel like Megumi would be the one to get the sanitary napkins for you, no shame in his game 🤭 2 girls passed by whispering about how good looking Megumi is, Megumi not paying them any mind. He stood there pondering between the boxes of super tampons or ultra. "Would you like some help?" One of the girls offered. "No thank you. These are for my girlfriend." "Lucky girl." She purred as she moved closer. Megumi stepped back shoving the box of assorted pack in her face. "Thanks but I've found what I've been looking for."

Geto Suguru: Unlike his husbando counterpart Satoru, Suguru handles you with ease. He pries into your feelings trying to understand what it is that makes you tick during the time of the month and tries to help out as best as he could. A warm hand on your forehead rouses you from your sleep. You peel your eyes open to see your boyfriend. "Suguru?" "Hi love." he whispers. "How long was I out for?" "Couple hours," You try to sit up but wince at the pain in your lower abdomen. "You need another heating pad?" "No thank you." You look at your boyfriend small pools of tears welling at the corners of your eyes. "What's wrong love?" "I'm just-you're so good to me thank you, especially when my emotions are all over the place during the time of the month." Shushing you, he kissed your forehead gently reassuring, "Of course love. I'll always be here for you."

Ryomen Sukuna: This dude is a little shit ngl 🤣 when you're on your period he calls it your devil week because apparently that's when you act out 🙄 The King of Curses is usually never afraid of anything unless it's you on your period; he gets the concept of it and tries to steer away from you. There are a few times where he teases you about being on your period but he knows it never ends well 😅 You have a condition called menorrhagia so when you bleed you bleeeed. You had just got through changing out your pad for the 4th time within the last hour and a half when Sukuna snarkily remarks, "I've seen way more blood than that. What you got going on is nothing." You fling the used pad at his head. "What the hell Y/N!" "You see those clumps of jelly? That's my blood coming out of this vagina. Wanna know the worst part? Those jelly like clumps are blood clots, so don't you DARE FUCKING TALK TO ME ABOUT HOW LITTLE MY BLOOD IS BECAUSE GOT DAMN IT SUKUNA I WILL BLEED ALL OVER YOU IF I HAVE TO! "Ok ok chill it with the theatrics." "I swear to gawd Sukuna I will kill you with my own bare hands so help me God. If I can't kill you with these hands I will pour some holy water down your throat" "On that note let me go buy your favorite ice cream."

Choso: Choso is practically a blood bender 🤣 nah but in all seriousness when it's that time of month for you Choso is just 😅 his reaction is just 🤦🏽‍♀️ You groaned at how heavy your flow was. You were changing your pad while your boyfriend Choso was stepping out the shower glancing at your full one. "Ew babe, don't look at it. It's gross." "That's a lot of blood." "I know it's so annoying. Like how the hell am I bleeding this much and I'm still living and breathing!" "I can manipulate it you know, make it go back in thinner or something." "What?!" "Huh?"

Toji Fushiguro: I know there are some sharks out there and Toji is one of them 🤧 I don't know what it is about that time of month but it makes him twice as horny for you. Toji sniffed the air closing his eyes, inhaling deeply at your scent. He knew that it was that time of month for you. You were laying in bed when you felt your feet being dragged to the edge of the bed. "Toji!" you squealed. "I need you." "Babe," you tried pushing him away as he began leaving hickies on your neck. "I-ngh-I'm on my period right now." "I know." You grabbed his face asking, "Are you sure?! You're not going to be grossed out by all the blood??" "The fuck? Hell no. Besides I know you get just as horny as I do." You paused. Well there's no denying that. "Don't worry I bought the dark towels."

[causeilikelix]

hii im the anon who sent the hard dom lixie post ,, and i totally think ur right !! i also feel after that event..hes a lil bit more touchy with u !! just to help get the point across

also idk if u take anons but just would love to be 🐹 anon if you do !! if not thats totally ok , im literally just eating up everything u post

omg hi!!! Yes, you can totally be 🐹 anon! I've never had one before tbh so welcome!!! The support means so much to me! tbh I wish I posted more lol but writers block exists.

Except for right now cause WOW

Part 2 to this ask, but it doesn't necessarily have to be read to understand this

MINORS DNI!!!! Smut under the cut! I............................ got carried away. Warnings under the cut

YES totally. Lix is already a pretty touchy-feely person so like you showing interest in him being a little more dominant and, dare I saw, possessive would really turn on the Clingy.

(banner credit @cafekitsune)

(Warnings: established relationship, dom!Felix?, dirty talk, semi public sex, unprotected sex (it's only fun in fiction), creampie, afab!reader)

This man needs all of his friends (and your friends) to know that you're his. Unless you ask him not to for whatever reason, Felix would mark you up every. time. I mean, first of all it feels amazing to have his lips on you. So pillowy and soft and the way he sucks on your neck is just heavenly!

Any time you hang out with his friends this man has his hands on you in one way or another. He's constantly back hugging you, holding your hand, cuddling with on the couch, whatever. Sometimes, he'd lean over and whisper the filthiest shit into your ear just to make you blush.

"You look so hot in this dress, baby. Who'd you wear it for?"

"I bet you'd love for me to bend you over the couch and take you right here, huh? Want the guys to see how well you take me."

"Sweet girl, I bet your soaked right now. I can practically smell you."

It doesn't take him long to convince you to either leave the gathering or sneak off to the bathroom with him. All of his dirty talk is, in fact, soaking through your underwear. That deep voice of his gets you every fucking time.

The other boys roll their eyes and turn up the music when Felix drags you back to the bathroom. The bass helps drown out the yelp that falls from your mouth the second Felix flips up the skirt of your dress to run his fingertips along the gusset of your panties. He moans into your mouth when he feels how wet you are.

"Filthy girl, I knew you were wet." He growls.

"You always make me wet." You grin at him

"Fuck," he mutters under his breath as he slips his fingers into your panties to touch you properly. You moan instantly at the contact. "Babe, you've gotta let me fuck you. I'm so hard I don't think I'll make it home."

"But the guys-'

"Don't pretend like you didn't love them listening in last time. I remember how tight your cunt clamped on to me when you heard them turn the TV off. C'mon baby, please. I need you so bad." Felix rocks his hips into yours a little and sure enough you can feel his hardness poking at your stomach. It makes your mouth water and your pussy clench at the thought of fucking him here.

"One condition." You whisper as he starts to press hot kisses into your neck. His fingers slide into your heat with no resistance and you choke back a moan.

"Anything."

"Don't pull out this time."

At this, he pulls away from you to look you in the eye. At first, you worry that he's going to pull away completely. The motions of his fingers inside you slow to a stop but he doesn't take them out. His eyebrows furrow.

"Are you serious?"

You'd talked about the risks before, and it wasn't like he hadn't done it before but it wasn't something super common in your relationship.

"Deadly serious." You gripped the back of his neck and pulled him in, "Don't you want us to go back out there to your friends, your cum dripping down my legs to show them once and for all that you're not as soft as they think you are?"

Felix's eyes darkened immediately.

"Ask and you shall receive, baby." He growled.

He grabbed your waist and roughly spun you around and bent you over the bathroom sink. Your panties are discarded around one ankle before he's nudging your legs apart. Excitement sparks through your bloodstream when you hear Felix messing with the button and zipper on his jeans.

A few moments later, something hot swipes through your folds. You moan as the head of his dick nudges against your clit a few times. He teases you by nudging your clit then moving up to press against your hole before taking it away to nudge your clit again.

You swear you've never been so empty in your life.

"Felix, I swear, if you don't fuck me right no- ah!" You let out a sudden moan when Felix finally pressed his cock into you. He suck in slowly, letting you feel every single inch. When his hips meet your ass, you moan again.

"Good girl, let them hear you. I knew you wanted to act like a little slut. You wanted me to fuck you where they could hear you, huh? Let everyone know how well you take cock" Felix moans, the noise going straight to your clit.

He always feels so good inside of you. It's like his cock was made to stretch you open. His thrusts are slow at first, getting you used to him despite how many times you've taken him. He pants against your neck and you rock back onto him.

"Fuck you feel so good, baby, your little cunt always takes me so well." Felix compliments, his hands kneading your ass and thighs. One hand circles up to brush through your folds. Your cunt clenches the second he finds your clit. "You're so tight! How is any of my cum going to fit inside you?"

You open your mouth to answer him but all that comes out is a moan. He rocks into you steadily and he circles your clit with two fingers. It isn't long before your thighs begin to tremble and the knot in your stomach pulls taut.

"Aw," he chides, "Are you gonna cum on my cock, beautiful? Come on, baby, cream for me, yeah?"

It doesn't take much else. It never does. Felix plays your body like an instrument. He always knows just where to touch, just what to say, just where to angle the head of his cock to get you to fall apart for him. You cum, squeezing him tightly. He moans through your orgasm, holding onto his own so he can ride yours out.

"Good girl," he praises, "Make a mess on my cock. When we get home I'll have you clean me up. Fuck! Pussy gets so tight when she cums."

If there's one thing Felix loves, it's feeling every single moment of your orgasm. The way your legs shake, the way your pussy quivers and tightens, the way your wetness leaves a shimmering sheen on his cock. He swears he can never get enough of you.

As your orgasm wanes, his thrusts speed up. He moans into your ear and every sound makes you clench. You wonder if you could cum again. His thrusts are quick and deep. Your pussy aches and throbs but in the best way possible. Overstimulation sparks through your veins, but part of you wonders if it's just another orgasm creeping up on you.

"Fuck, baby, I'm not gonna last. Tell me where you want me to cum. Now!" He threads a hand into your hair so he can tilt your head to see your fucked-out face. The drool seeping from your lips and your hooded eyes make his orgasm threaten to spill without warning.

"In-" A particularly harsh thrust makes you moan, "Inside. Please! Please cum inside. "

"So tight! Fuck, fuck, cumming!"

And he does. He pushes himself into you as deep as he possibly can and releases his orgasm right against your cervix. The warmth makes your cunt pulse and you reach down to rub your clit. A circle or two later, you fall into another orgasm that squeezes him to coax more of him into you.

Felix rocks his hips into you a few more times to unload every generous spurt of cum inside you before finally pulling out.

He puts his hands on your ass cheeks and spreads you open. You blush when you feel his eyes on your spent hole. You wait for the telltale feeling of some of the warmth in your cunt to slip out, but nothing does. After a minute, Felix lands a soft smack on your ass before pulling your panties back up your legs.

"Come on, I've got you." Felix coaxes you to stand up and turn back around. Your legs quiver and you hold onto him. "You held it all in, baby. Nothing's leaking out."

"Guess you'll have to give me some more to make sure it slides down my legs." You quip, even though you know you probably couldn't take more right now.

"Maybe next time, angel. This time I want you to make sure you keep every drop in there. I'll check later and if you've let a single drop go to waste, I'll give you refill after refill until you can't hold it anymore. " Felix's voice sent a shiver down your spine, "Think you can handle that?"

You're nodding and clenching your thighs before he's even done talking.

"Good girl."

[draco-after-dark]

Captured and contained

Little info dump on the whole diamond prison thing with regards to my Feral JD AU

So basically what happened when Velvet and Veneer first captured JD in my au is Veneer is always looking for more animals for his little side zoo project. They happened to be doing a photo shoot outside in the woods for a new album cover. Veneer went on a walk to have some alone time and stumbled across a little goblin boy. Aka JD.

"Oooo aren't you a cute little fella, You would be perfect as desk decoration!"

*JD gets snatched*

Later when Veneer tells Velvet he got a new pet and reveals JD. Her initial reaction is "Okay, but where did you even get that thing it's disgusting." JD proceeds to bite Veneer (multiple times) and wriggle himself free from his hands. He then runs rampant through their dressing room until they manage to contain him in a crystal bottle. The only thing they thought was strong enough to hold him. Later down the line when Velvet captures Floyd (basically the same sequence of events as the movie from here) and starts using him for his talent. That's when they realize that JD is actually a troll as well. JD being JD though is as Velvet described "uncooperative" and "savage" so she refuses to use him for his talent and instead tells Veneer "That one can be yours. You're that one that found that thing anyway." So Veneer does end up using JD for his talent just not nearly as often as Velvet does Floyd. JD does still get hit pretty hard by the whole draining thing considering he is grey and unlike the average troll has in a sense "forgotten/lost" his talent. That doesn't stop him from unleashing hell on the twin every chance he gets. Goblin man will do goblin things

Then things follow the movie pretty much the same except Bruce and Clay end up getting captured when they all break into the dressing room to rescue Floyd. Poppy and Branch end up escaping into the rafters. Velvet ends up sticking Clay and Floyd in her shoulder pads and Veneer gets Bruce. Veneer leaves JD behind in his dressing room because he feels guilty and doesn't want to hurt him any more than he has to.

Fast forward to the family harmony scene where although they are technically down a brother and Floyd is still trapped in Velvet's clutches the 3 brothers and pop sisters sing on anyway. The family harmony DOES end up working to free Floyd and also JD. I'm playing this off on the idea that despite JD not being present physically he could feel the connection to his brothers and their desperation to help Floyd. JD wants the same thing, to free Floyd and that is what connects them all together. It's like Branch said "We don't have to be perfect to be in harmony, We just have to be as we are." (just go with it ok IDK) Once the diamonds are shattered JD is pretty worst for wear, unlike Floyd he doesn't have anyone to support him right off the bat. He is used to being on his own at this point tho and only cares about getting Floyd out. He tucks himself away into a corner of the room behind some furniture to hide and rest up till he can get the both of them out of this hell hole.

Mind you only Floyd knows that he's also being held captive somewhere backstage when all this is happening. So once Floyd regains consciousness and has a chance to take a moment with his brothers. he then immediately goes into full anxiety mode well explaining that they have to get to JD. The others confused about what he's talking about don't believe him at first, but do end up helping Floyd backstage since he keeps insisting that JD needs them. They do end up finding JD and that's where the real story begins.

:D

Hopefully this makes sense? I ain't no writer sorry people

Little bonus scene

"Hey Vel does this look infected to you???"

"I can't believe we're related... CRIMP SCHEDULE A HOSPITAL VISIT BECAUSE MY IDIOT OF A BROTHER GOT BITTEN BY A FUCKING RAT!"

[tomssexdoll]

omg i just thought of this and I think you’ll be so great at writing down exactly what i’m imagining!! 🤍🤍okok the reader is a part of the band and they went to an award show and the readers “enemy/rival” is there and calls out the reader and they start arguing back and forth ( basically the play scene in euphoria with maddy and cassie ) and tom got HELLA turned on by it 😏😏 if ykyk 🙌

STOPP THIS IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA TY FOR THE REQUEST ILY

Rockstar

PAIRINGS: Tom 2008 x Female reader CONTENT: ANGST (not with tom) + SMUT SYPNOSIS: Y/N and her band Tokio Hotel go to an award show where they win an award, later on in the night when the rival band gets sent up for an award they start causing shit for no reason, calling out Tokio hotel, Y/N gets PISSED and storms to the stage, arguing with them and nearly getting into a fight. A/N: cumming to this photo WARNINGS: dom!tom, sub!reader, p in v (missionary), (none of these next ones are with tom) yelling, hair pulling, screaming, slurs

Me and my band Tokio Hotel were nominated for an award and invited to this beautiful stadium with TONES of other celebrities and musicians, I was nervous because I had never been in a room with this many people, can you even call it a room?

As we were in the limo hired for us I bobbed my leg up and down nervously, Tom noticing and placing his hand on my thigh to stop it. Tom is my boyfriend and we've been dating for a year.

"Liebe don't be nervous, you'll be ok" he leaned over and kissed the top of my head, easing my worries. I smiled and placed my head on his shoulder, doing deep breathing for the rest of the ride.

We finally arrived, I was wearing a caual dress since it wasn't really a formal event and the band wore what they usually wore. We stepped inside and found our seats, waiting for the show to start. The host came on stage and started a speech, thanking everyone for attending and announcing all the awards that were going to be given.

We were nominated for only one out of the 6 awards. Competing against our rival band who were nominated for 2 awards, one really crappy one and the one we were nominated for.

I rolled my eyes and turned to Bill, "look who is here, if we lose against them I'm literally gonna tear this whole place down, they basically copy our music" he chuckled and squeezed my hand "cross your fingers and toes!" I giggled and held his hand.

As our award came, I held tightly onto Bills hand.

"And the winner for best music video...is....TOKIO HOTEL!" the host screamed, I gasped and turned to Bill, he was smiling so brightly and I got up, trying my best not to run up to the stage. I smiled like an idiot, walking up to the stage and shaking the hosts hand like the rest of the band. Bill made a quick speech, thanking everyone for all the support, he handed the mic to me and I sighed nervously "hello everyone" I smiled "this is my first award show that has ever been THIS big, I want to thank everyone who has supported us, this means every single country in the world who has bought our albums, bought merch, came to our concerts and etc. I love you all and thankyou so much!" I squealed, holding the award up with Bill.

Tom smiled at my excitement, wrapping his arm around my waist as we left the stage. I saw the rival band and smirked, winking at them, they rolled their eyes and scoffed, mumbling to each other. "Someones mad they didn't win" I said a little too loudly for them to hear on purpose.

We sat back down and it was time for the other award the rival band was nominated for, it was basically useless, not as good as ANY of the other awards that had been announced and were going to be announced. The host called our their name and they went onto stage, accepting the award gracefully.

They started to make a speech when I heard my name, I looked up from my phone and listened as he started to talk shit about the band, especially me. I scoffed, not reacting to their shitty attemps to belittle us and especially me, calling me a slut. But it was when they mentioned Bill, "and Bill, the hedgehog looking guy who we all know is secretly a f*g, I mean look at him, makeup, nails and sissy clothes?" he laughed, no one else reciprocating. I stood up and yelled, "who the fuck do you think you're talking about?" they all looked at me and smirked, Tom pulling my arm to sit me down "y/n cmon..they are just trying to get a rise out of you" I pulled my arm away "shut up Tom, I'm not dealing with them talking about Bill like that."

I stormed onto stage and starting screaming at them, "you can belittle me ALL you want but what I will not stand for is you calling my best friend homophobic slurs and making fun of his style, you are a fucking coward" I got closer to the lead singer. "Shut up you stupid bitch, this is why you're with a man who sleeps with every girl he fucking sees, no self respect at all" he snapped at me, basically growling like a fucking dog.

"Oh you are PATHETIC, you have to say it to a whole audience, you can't even say it to his face? You're a pussy!" I spat in his face. Tom watched from afar, seeing you argue turned him on so much, a tent forming in his pants, lowering in his seat and watching you with a grin on his face.

"Why don't we call Bill onto stage and you can say it to his face? Huh?" I grabbed his collar, pulling him closer, he rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Exactly, see you can't even do it because you're a pussy!" I laughed, mocking him in front of everyone. Everyone starting chuckling, in the corner of my eye I saw security laugh too.

"You're such a whore! Wearing such a slutty dress for an event, can't even dress nice?" one of the members added, getting in my face. I laughed at her and pushed her away "don't get near my face you stinky bitch, brush your teeth before you try and insult me" she rolled her eyes.

"You are all pathetic, seriously, you basically copy our music and claim you're the better version. In what universe are you better? You have shit vocals, shit bass and shit drums, the only good thing is the guitar which again, is stolen from us" I crossed my arms "see I knew you guys were all losers with no self respect but I didn't know you were THAT low, hatecriming my best friend at an award show? You couldn't even do it online?" I scoffed.

"We're just real, we say it how it is anywhere we go" one of them shrugged, I laughed "real? honey everything about you is fake, your tits, your ass, your lips, even your personality, nothing about you is real" she went as red as a tomato and I kept on laughing, they all had such pathetic attempts to put me down and the band.

"Whatever, go back to your fag boy and womanizer boyfriend" the lead singer rolled his eyes, turning around, rage built up in me again and I grabbed him by the hair, pulling him down. That's when security got involved, grabbing me and escorting me back to my seat.

I sighed and sat back down, many people looking at me. Tom nudged me and motioned to his pants, the tent growing larger. I chuckled "you really got turned on by me arguing with them" he nodded and leaned in "when we get back to the hotel I'm gonna fuck you so hard" I smirked and held his hand.

As we returned to the hotel room Tom basically dragged me to his room, slamming the door and locking out poor Bill. He threw me onto the bed and smashed his lips into mine, roughly tugging at my clothes, growing impatient.

He finally got my dress off, pulling it off my body and admiring me. "Fuck you're gorgeous, you arguing with them like that made me so fucking hard.." he grabbed my hand, placing it over his clothed erection. I smirked and tugged at his pants, removing his belt and his pants instantly dropping (cause they r so damn baggy), he took his shirt off to reveal his sweaty, toned body. I bit my lip and the burning in my heat grew more apparent.

He caught my lips in a kiss again, pulling my panties down and his boxers shortly after. Revealing his hard, sensitive cock, throbbing and leaking precum. "Fuck I've been painfully waiting to get back to the hotel, need you so bad" he groaned against my lips, placing his tip at my entrance.

He slowly pushed in, his cock stretching me out so deliciously, I moaned and my hands flew to his arms. "So tight..fuck" he groaned, rolling his head back.

As he bottomed out he pulled out briefly before slamming his cock back into me, creating a pace. I moaned loudly, rolling my eyes back as his tip pounded into my sweet spot, pleasuring me so well.

I could honestly scream from how good it felt but nothing left my mouth except for moans.

He held my hips tightly, digging his nails into them "fuckkk.." he moaned, slamming his hips into mine. The sound of skin slapping together filled the room, the air becoming thicker with the scent of sweat and sex.

"Holy shit!" I moaned, scratching at his back as he rammed into me repeatedly, making me scream out in pleasure as he started to thrust harder. I knew the rest of the band and probably the whole building was going to be able to hear us but I didn't care, all I needed was Tom.

Tom leaned down and left soft kisses on my neck and breasts, treating them with such care, like they were fragile.

He pulled back and slung my legs over his shoulder, thrusting back in harder, the newish angle making me cry out in pleasure, his cock continuing to abuse my hole.

"G'nna cum.." I moaned, a knot forming in my stomach and coiling down to my core. He moaned as my pussy clenched around his cock, signalling to him that my climax was close. I felt the tension in his cock, it was twitching and throbbing intensley.

"Fuck!" he cried out, shooting his load deep into me, coating my walls with his thick cum. He kept fucking me to ensure my orgasm, shortly after his orgasm I moaned loudly and came all over his cock.

He sighed and pulled out, both of our juices dripping out of me, he quickly grabbed some tissues and cleaned me up, careful not to overstimulate me. He climbed into the bed and pulled me close, covering us with the sheets.

He kissed my neck softly, whispering in my ear, "you are so hot when you're mad, especially when you're mad at me" he squeezed me, I giggled "well I guess you have to piss me off more then huh?" he chuckled and nuzzled his face into the back of my neck, falling asleep.

For the next few weeks all the media could talk about was my outburst at the awards show, so many people sided with me and gave us so much support, giving us a lot of new fans.

E/N: THIS WAS SO COOL, TY FOR THE REQUEST AND FOR THE LOVE <333

[brotherwtf]

heyyy hope you’re having an amazing day!! what are some things that they do that makes the other person’s brain like short circuit or just have them going ‘oh’ and completely mesmerised?

awww thanks anon! I hope you're having a great day also!

hehehe I am already giggling and kicking my feet just thinking about this. they're both just so obsessed with each other that I feel like everything the other does is just like "oh ok so this is the person I'm spending my life with, cool"

For Bucky, I think he goes bonkers whenever he sees Gale sleeping, bro is just so cute that Bucky literally almost punched a wall to stop from grabbing Gale's face and kissing him all over. With his arms tucked under his chin John just goes (ahisskks) whenever he sees Gale has fallen asleep.

I think bcs Austin is a chronic crop top wearer, maybe Gale starts to wear some too? He'll lift his arms to reach for smth and his waist will just be there and John has to sit on his hands not to grab. Literally frothing at the mouth seeing Gale's tiny waist. John's just obsessed with Gales waist in general lol

John is obsessed with Gales obsession with animals. It makes John's heart literally melt when he sees Gale petting a dog (John coded) or cuddling a cat, or just losing his mind over some livestock he had stumbled across. It brings out Gale's soft side and John absolutely loves it.

For Gale, I think he's absolutely bonkers for John's thighs. He'll wear basketball shorts sometimes and Gale practically drools at John's thick and beautiful thighs just there out in the open. He'll wear the shorts when he's working in the yard or smth and Gale will watch like every mom in a romcom, lemonade in hand and eyes peeking over his sunglasses. Occasionally, he'll wolf whistle to get John's attention.

He also loves John's mustache. He had threatened to shave it off at one point and Gale literally threw all of the razors away to stop him from doing it. He likes how it feels when he's kissing him, the slight roughness of the hair on his lips makes Gale lose his mind.

Gale LOVES Johns hair, will run his hands through it at all times when they're lounging. Even when they're sleeping, Gale will stroke his hands through John's hair to help HIM fall asleep, if John also falls asleep that's just a decent side effect.

They absolutely can't work out together because they can't keep their hands off of each other. Gale's juicy ass and John's thick thighs are nothing but Gale and John magnets. They have to do it at separate times of the day or they'll get nothing done.

When they get dressed up for events or smth, maybe in canon when they're in their dress uniforms or a modern au where they go to a formal, they can't keep their hands off of each other. Very first look in a movie, John would but a hand over his heart when he sees Gale and Gale would automatically link their arms together.

this one was very cute to write about! lmk y'all's hcs for this!

[twohearts-hs]

Always & Forever Seventeen - Marshall Mathers x Reader Series

Words: 5.1k

Pairings: Marshall Mathers x Fem!Reader Series

Synopsis: They loved each other with every fibre and being. They knew that they were meant to be together, but it seemed like every obstacle came in the way. She was twenty-one, he was forty and they knew that it would be hard. Therefore, they promised forever and always as they were meant to be together despite every turmoil that came their way.

Warnings: Swearing, Alcohol, Smut, Arguments & Angst.

|| Masterlist for Series ||

Hope you enjoy :)

June 2013

Ree stood behind Y/N, hairbrush in hand as she brushed her daughter’s hair. Today was the day…Y/N was graduating. She had her dress picked out, a pink babydoll dress while her mother began to curl her hair. She was going to wear her converses while she walked the stage. It was all perfect.

The sun was shining brightly that day. No cloud in sight. It was all so perfect.

“You’re so pretty,” her mom hummed, kissing her cheek as Y/N went to the closet to pull her dress out. It was beautiful and cost a pretty penny, however it was worth it for today.

Everything was working out. Marshall and Y/N had been so happy. Their relationship had been the best it had ever been. They did not bring up Columbia much as they decided to focus on their relationship and making it worth while. It was good. They were good. However, as the months went by, they knew they were getting closer to Y/N leaving.

Y/N changed when there was a knock on the door. Marshall and his daughters walked in all dolled up themselves. Marshall was “dressed” up in the most Marshall way and the girls all adorned dresses.

“Hey,” she said walking over to them and kissing her boyfriend before hugging the girls.

“Congratulations!” Hailie said. “In four years I will be here too.”

“It will go by so fast, Hay,” she hummed, kissing her cheek.

Marshall pocketed his hands as he looked at his girlfriend. “You look gorgeous,” he stated.

“Doesn’t she?” Ree exclaimed coming out of the bathroom. “She needs to get dressed up more.”

Y/N chuckled. “I don’t really go to that many fancy events,” Y/N explained as she walked off to find her shoes and to put earrings in while walking around the boxes.

She was starting to pack as she was going back to Canada for a few weeks at the end of the month before coming back to finish packing to go to New York City. Marshall was not a fan of her leaving for three weeks before she went to New York, however, he knew he could not even fight it.

It had also been a year since they met. Which ended in a night of celebratory sex that went to the early morning.

“You’re almost done packing,” Alaina said as Y/N emerged.

“Yeah. I am almost done then I will put it in a moving truck and send it to NYC,” Y/N said. “My new apartment is so small though.”

Y/N went to New York City last month with Marshall. He had some work things to do there, and she needed to go apartment shopping, therefore, they went together.

“How small?”

“Like five hundred square feet for a ridiculous amount of money,” she stated as she found her shoes.

“Don’t forget your gown and cap,” Ree said handing it to her. Y/N took it and threw it on before grabbing her handbag. Marshall smiled wide at her.

“You look amazing,” he stated. “You’re graduated.”

Y/N chuckled. “I know,” she said with bewilderment. “I have a useless degree in art history,” she chuckled. “Now I get to figure out what to do with it.”

They chuckled.

“Ok, we are going to be late, and someone needs to walk the stage,” Ree said as she hurried them off to the door.

-

The University of Michigan campus was beautiful that day. The sun shined bright casting. A golden glow on the gathering crowd. Today was the day that Y/N had been working towards for years – her graduation. She stood in her cap and gown, a mixture of pride and excitement bubbling within her.

In the audience, Ree her mother sat beside Marshall and his daughters. Ree’s eyes were misty with tears, a proud smile on her face as she looked over at her daughter. Marshall, in a rare moment of public appearance, seemed relaxed, his usual guarded demeanour softened by the joy of the occasion. His daughters chatted excitedly, their faces lighting up with anticipation.

As the ceremony began, Y/N’s heart pounded with excitement. She spotted her loved ones in the crowd, giving her the courage she needed to walk across the stage. One by one, the names were called, and degrees were handed out. Finally, it was her turn.

“Y/N Y/L/N,” the announcer called.

With a deep breath, she stepped forward, crossing the stage with her head held high. The applause from her family and friends was the sweetest sound she had ever heard. She shook hands with the dean, accepting her degree with a wide smile.

As she walked off the stage, she spotted Dr. Beau, her favourite professor and mentor, waiting for her. He greeted her with a warm hug. “Congratulations, Y/N! You’ve worked so hard for this.”

“Thank you, Dr. Beau,” she replied her voice filled with emotion. “I couldn’t have done it without your support.”

“Nonsense,” he said with a grin. “You have all the talent and determination. Columbia is lucky to have you. I’m excited to see what you’ll achieve there.”

They chatted for a few minutes before Y/N rejoined her family. Ree enveloped her in a tight hug, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so proud of you, sweetheart,” she whispered. “You’ve come so far.”

“Thanks, Mom,” Y/N said, her voice choked with emotion. “I couldn’t have done it without you.”

Marshall stepped forward, a proud smile on his face. “You did it, doll,” he said, pulling her into a hug. “I’m so proud of you.”

Y/N went on her toes, pressing a kiss to his lips. “Thank you, baby,” she whispered, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing another kiss. “I did it!”

He chuckled and nodded. “You sure did. Here comes Columbia,” he whispered against her ear.

Hailie, Alaina and Stevie surrounded her, their excitement infectious. They gave her their congratulations as they hugged one another. Marshall watched, seeing his family and girl all happy. It was good. Life was good.

“Thanks, girls,” she hummed.

They took countless photos, capturing the happiness of the day. Ree insisted on getting a picture of just Y/N and Marshall then one with the whole group. Marshall handed her a bouquet of her favourite flowers. The smiles and laughter filled the air, creating memories that would last a lifetime.

As the ceremony wound down, they decided to head back to Marshall’s for a party. The spacious living room had been transformed into a festive space, complete with decorations, food and a playlist of upbeat music. Marshall even bought champagne for the ceremony.

Meira joined. It was her graduation as well.

Y/N stepped into the house and was greeted by a burst of cheers and applause. Her friends and family had gathered to continue the celebration, and the atmosphere was filled with joy and excitement.

“Meira!” she exclaimed, hugging her best friend and rocking back and forth, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “Let’s get this party started.”

Marshall’s daughters mingled with the guests, their laughter echoing through the house. Ree was chatting with some of Y/N’s friends, a glass of wine in her hand and proud smile on her face. Marshall stood by the buffet, looking relaxed and happy as he talked to Dr. Beau, who also joined the celebration.

As Y/N made her way through the crowd, she could not help but feel a sense of overwhelming gratitude. She had come so far, and seeing everyone she loved gathered to celebrate her achievements was a moment she would never forget.

Marshall caught her eye and beckoned her over. “Come here, Y/N,” he said, holding a glass of champagne. “We need to toast to your success.”

Everyone gathered around, raising their glasses in a toast. Marshall cleared his throat, a rare look of emotion in his eyes. “To Y/N,” he began, his voice steady. “You have worked incredibly hard to get to this point, and we are all so proud of you. Your dedication, talent, and spirit are truly inspiring. Here’s to your bright future at Columbia and beyond. Cheers!”

“Cheers!” everyone echoed, clinking their glasses together.

Marshall tilted the glass to her, making her drink. She chugged the whole thing before throwing her head back in laughter. “Come here.” Their lips connected and she smiled rocking them back and forth. “God, I love you.”

“I love you more,” he whispered, kissing her again. “We can get through anything.”

“We can.”

Y/N felt tears well up in her eyes as she raised her glass for him to pour more. “Don’t drink too much. I want you naked in my bed tonight,” he whispered, “ready for me to love you.”

She leaned into him. “What are you going to do?”

“Praise you in every way possible,” he hummed, kissing her cheek.

The party continued with music, dancing, and laughter filling the room. Y/N and Meira caught up, reminiscing about their college days and dreaming about the future. Marshall and Ree shared stores and laughed together, a sense of camaraderie forming between them.

As the night went on, Y/N found herself on the back patio craving a cigarette. She stopped smoking when she found out she was pregnant, but never picked it up again as Marshall said it was gross. However, staring ahead, she sat down and watched the stars with a flute of champagne in front of her. Marshall came out, joining her beside her.

“It’s a beautiful night,” she whispered, leaning her head on his shoulder.

"It is. Almost as pretty as you,” he whispered back, kissing the side of her head.

“Could you believe like a year ago, you ran into me making me smash hundreds of dollars of champagne? Then you walked into the diner.”

“Then you came into my studio…” he responded. “We’re fate, baby,” he cooed.

“What are we going to do about us when I go to Columbia?” Y/N asked.

“What do you want?” he responded, flicking a strand of hair from her face. His tone serious

“Honestly,” she said and looked at him. Then she took a deep breath. What did she want? They had not talked about logistics yet. Just small conversation. She paused for a moment, gathered her thoughts before saying, “I think,” she tried to find the words, “I think we should take a break.”

Did he hear her correctly? A break? Like they end…they end and what?

“What?” he said bewildered.

“I need to focus on my masters. I am going to be travelling and following Dr. Beau’s research. Then Geneva wants me to work at her gallery. I am going to have so many opportunities-“

“You won’t have time for me,” he finished. “I get it.” Marshall was hurt. Hurt did not even define it. He was devastated. “I thought we were going to do long distance?”

“Marshall, we can still talk-“

“But we can sleep with other people. Y/N, the idea of you sleeping with other people-“

“Marshall, what do you want? Do you want to visit me constantly? You have an album coming out and a tour. Then interviews and promotion.” He nodded. She was right. “Marshall, you don’t think you understand how special you are to me. You’re my favourite person. My favourite person to look at, to listen to, to talk to, to be with, you’re my favourite person to miss, to love, to be everything, you’re my everything. I want to give you everything I have. I want to share my life with you. To make more lives with you, cute little babies. I want to make memories with you so I can look back in 50 years and be sure I haven’t missed out on anything because all I wanted is you.”

He nodded.

“Marshall, we’re always and forever, ok?” she said, cupping his cheek.

He shook his head. “No, he said, you and I are always almost. Again, and again. We were always on the verge of always, but we are just almost. Never nothing but something.”

Y/N’s brows furrowed. “What do you mean?”

“I think if you want a break, I want no contact,” he said. “I can’t have you slightly or just a little. I can’t wait for your call or to think what you are doing behind my back. If you want us to end. We end.”

“Then what, Marshall?”

“We see where the future takes us. Y/N you’re right, your career comes first. You’re twenty-two now. You’re so young. I am turning forty-one. My life has hit its peak, its time for you too.”

“I must have loved you in other lives because when I see you it feels like coming home, no one makes me feel more myself than you. When my hand is in yours its familiar and safe, like I’ve known your soul since the beginning of time, through all the lives I’ve lived. Maybe that’s why my love for you is infinite.”

He nodded. “Spend one night with me tonight and I will show you how much I love you, but tomorrow, you walk out my door and we don’t talk again until fate decides. Three times to meet the first round. We will meet again,” he stated, kissing her lips. “I love you, always.”

“Thank you for the love. For the memories. For the lessons in this lifetime, Marshall,” she said. Leaning her head on his shoulder. “You will always have my heart.”

The weight of their conversation settled over them, mingling with the cool night air. Y/N closed her eyes, savouring the feel of Marshall’s presence beside her, the warmth of his shoulder against her cheek. She took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of him, wanting to etch his moment into her memory forever.

“I’ll always be grateful for you, Marshall,” she whispered, her voice breaking slightly. You’ve taught me so much about love, about strength, about being true to myself.”

Marshall tightened his arm around her, pulling her closer. “And you’ve shown me what it means to believe in someone, to fight for love even when it’s hard. You’re going to do an amazing thing, Y/N. I just know it.”

They sat in silence for a while, the sound of the party inside drifting out to them, a distant hum of celebration. Y/N felt a tear slide down her cheek, but she did not wipe it away. It felt right to let it fall, a small token of love and pain entwined in this moment.

“I’ll miss you every day,” she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. “But I know this is what I need to do. For both of us.”

Marshall nodded, his own eyes glistening with unshed tears. “I will miss you too, more than you can imagine. But I’ll be rooting for you from afar, always.”

They stood up, and Marshall took her hand leading her back inside. The party was still in full swing, laughter and music filling the air. Y/N plastered on a brave smile, determined to enjoy these last few hours with the people she loved.

-

The night ended and Marshall pulled her aside one last time. “Come with me,” he said, a hint of urgency in his voice.

He led her upstairs to his bedroom, the place where they have shared so many intimate moments. “I want to make this night unforgettable, but first I got you a present,” he said, voice thick with emotion.

Y/N sat on the bed as he came out with a black bag with tissue paper coming out of it. He sat next to her, as he unwrapped it. He took Y/N’s hand and squeezed it.

“It has my initials engraved on it,” he said as he handed her the box.

In cursive the brand Cartier was clear as day. Her hand went over her mouth as she opened the box. A bangle with diamonds but on the inside his initials were engraved. He had to spend over twenty grand on this…she could not believe it. She held it in her hand, feeling the metal and smiling to herself.

“I love it,” she whispered, leaning up to kiss him.

“Here,” he said taking it and unclasping it before putting it on her wrist. It matched her skin tone so well, the diamonds shining so bright. “I love you. Forever and always.”

-

The door closed and Y/N spotted her boyfriend standing with his back to the door. He seemed secretive, standing there with a smirk on his face and his eyes darkening. He pressed his finger to his lip, shushing her.

“It is just you and me,” he whispered sultry. “You and me…and this whole night ahead of us.”

Y/N swallowed hard, sitting in her cotton panties and a tank top, her nipple poking through. “What are you going to do to me, M?” she softly said with a sexy hint.

Marshall pushed away from the door, instantly removing his shirt and throwing it behind him. His hands pressed against her thigh as he leaned down. “I am going to make you forget your name however,” he teased toying with the words. “You will remember mine. It will be the only thing you can remember. My name knowing you’re mine,” he growled, kissing her lips, pressing hard and with might. “Mine and mine only,” he cooed. “To love, to hold,” he teased, “to fuck, adore, destroy, and pain.” Then he pulled away. “For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer” he teased.

She instantly knew what he was doing… He was reciting marriage vows. Y/N swallowed hard, cupping his cheek.

“In sickness, in health, in leaving for New York, to loving other men, fucking them too,” he barked now. “Till death do us part.”

Y/N took a deep breath. They were ending. Tonight, they were ending. Tomorrow she would walk out of that door as a single woman. Marshall was reciting his vows to her. She realised. Even if they were slightly his own, she knew what he was saying.

“Vows,” he stated. “Your turn.”

Deep breath…one, two, three. “Marshall-“

“No. Try again.”

“I will be yours. Yours only. To love, to hold, to fuck, de-“

“No. No destroying me or putting me in pain because you’re the selfish bitch who is leaving me.”

What did he wanted her to say? She was awfully confused.

“I’m yours and only yours. To love, to hold, to fuck… To stay loyal to for better and worse. We are in the worst. I am leaving, but-“

“Just shut the fuck up and kiss me, whore,” he spoke.

To brought up her past…he brought up their future. She was his and his only. For now and forever. Since that night where he got her pregnant. He was hers forever and she was his forever.

She leaned up and pressed her kiss to his lips, pressing hard with everything she had, cupping his neck and pushing him with force.

“I love you,” she whispered. “Forever and always.”

“Forever and for now.” he responded.

She knew what that meant and all she did was nod. “Thank you for everything you’ve given me.”

Marshall’s eyes glinted with a mix of mischief and desire. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. “You know,” he murmured, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper. “I always loved how easily you blush when I tease you.”

Y/N shivered, feeling the heat of his body so close to hers. She tried to hold back a smile but failed as his hands roamed over her body, his touch sending electric shocks through her.

“Marshall, you-“ she began, but he silenced her with a finger to her lips.

“No talking,” he commanded softly. “Tonight, you’re mine to play with.”

She nodded. He stood up, taking her panties and pulling them over slowly and intimately. Throwing them behind him, he grasped her knees, teasingly pulling them apart. Wrapping them around him, his hands moved to her tank top, lifting it slowly, inch by inch before throwing it behind him.

Y/N was naked in front of him and his eyes roamed over her body, remembering every divot, scar, curve and line. Marshall bit his lip before his tongue diverted out and swiped his lips.

“You’re gorgeous,” he whispered. “So utterly beautiful.” His voice was thick with emotion. “I want to remember every detail of you tonight.”

Marshall took a step back, his gaze near leaving hers as he unbuttoned his pants, letting them fall to the floor. He kicked them aside and then reached for her hand, placing it on his hardening cock.

“Do you feel that?” She swallowed. “That is what you fucking do to me? You have complete control over me. Even if I don’t want you too. Everything about you drives me fucking crazy,” he stated. “You make me beg with everything I have.”

“The feeling is mutual-“

“No, because you’re leaving me-“

“Marshall,” she interjected. “You have no idea how upset I am with me leaving, with us ending and going no contact. You’re a big part of who I am.”

“No,” he stated taking her hand and placing it back on her knee. “I am not part of who you are because you are Y/N Y/L/N. You’re a human. You have control over everything in your life.”

“That is not how life works. Marshall, please can we focus on us right now?”

He nodded. She glanced at his shirtless form. Marshall was built. She knew that as he took great care of his body which she admired. He was pure muscle, thick pecs and borderline abs and she took his hip and pulled him closer to her.            

Y/N stood up, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down to kiss her. “I love you.”

He nodded, allowing her to kiss him. “I love you too,” he whispered. “You have so much power over me.”

Y/N nodded, breath catching in her throat. “Let’s focus on tonight.”

“Do you trust me?” he asked, his eyes locking with hers as his fingers trailed up her hip.

“Always.”

“Good,” he replied, his voice a low growl. “Because tonight, I’m going to make you feel things you’ve never felt before. I am going to make you remember everything to do with us.”

Marshall kissed her again, deeply and passionately, his hands exploring every inch of her body. She arched into his touch, moaning softly as he found all her sensitive spots. He took his time, building her arousal slowly, savouring every moment.

He was a tease, she knew that.

However, he pushed her onto the bed and took her legs, spreading them. His hands wrapped under her thighs, lowering himself down. “I love the way you taste,” he whispered. “I could eat you out forever.”

She smirked, knowing exactly that was the truth. The number of times, she laid in this bed and he ate her out for hours. Orgasm after orgasm and soon enough she hit her own personal record.

However, he leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lower stomach before his tongue diverted out and trailed down her navel to her heat. His mouth attached to her heat, tongue darting out and lapping her wetness. With such dedication, he ate her out with everything in him. His fingers came rimming her entrance which made her moan before entering.

When his fingers entered her, she arched her back, moaning his name while she gripped the sheets. Marshall was skilled in love making, but fucking was his speciality.

However, as he praised her with everything in her, she felt the knot forming in her stomach. Deep and sincere, it was increasing with tension, and she teased up.

“Relax,” he whispered. “You’ll have a better orgasm.”

She nodded, but she could not find her words. However, a tease he was and slowly he pulled away, taking his fingers and replacing them on her clit, rubbing it as he locked their lips. Y/N tasted herself on his lips which earned a smirk.

Y/N rolled them over, so she was on top of him. Marshall sat on the edge of the bed.

“I wanted to give you an orgasm for every month we’d been together,” he whispered against her lips.

“That’s a lot of orgasms.”

“You can take it. You’ve had more.”

Her hands wrapped around his neck, as she pulled away. She could feel him hardening against her, but she was focused on him.

“I wanna cum together.”

“We can’t always get what we want,” he mused back.

She pouted. “Marshall,” she stated.

“Roll over and let me do my work.”

Marshall gave her the exact number of orgasms they had been together. Seven to be exact and yet, now with her on top of him, riding him with everything she got. He filled her completely. They moved together, their bodies fitting perfectly. Every thrust, every touch, every kiss was a testament to their love and desire for each other. Y/N felt herself spiralling higher and higher, lost in the pleasure only Marshall could give her.

As they reached their climax together, Y/N cried out his name, her body shuddering with the intensity of her release. Marshall followed soon after, his own release powerful and overwhelming.

They laid together, bodies entwined, breathing heavily. Marshall brushed a strand of hair from her face, kissing her forehead.

“Always and forever,” he whispered.

Y/N smiled and then smirked. “Round two?”

“God, I love you woman.”

-

The morning spent rolling around in the sheets for an additional few rounds before they ended up downstairs making breakfast together. The kitchen was filled with giggles and laughter as they made jokes and had fun with one another. After a small food fight, they ate and pretended this was not their last day together. Instead, they watched TV and cuddled talking about their relationship and all the good memories.

Around three o’clock, Y/N decided it was time for her to leave. Both of them did not like the sounds of her words, but they knew it was coming.

Y/N stood by the doorway, her fingers trembling as she tried to keep her composed. Her bag was packed beside her and Marshall still laid in bed, the TV blaring.

“I should leave. I have a lot of packing to do still,” she admitted.

“I know.”

He moved to sit on the edge of the bed, his expression unreadable, but his eyes were heavy with the same sorrow that was tightening around her heart.

She took a deep breath, trying to steady her voice. “I guess this is it then,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. The words felt like shards of glass in her throat, cutting her as they came out.

Marshall looked up at her, his eyes locking onto hers. He wanted to say so much, but the weight of what was left unsaid hung between them like a fog. He stood up slowly, each movement deliberate, as if trying to memorise every detail of this moment. “Yeah,” he finally replied, his voice thick with emotion. “This is it.”

Y/N could feel the tears welling up in her eyes, but she blinked them back, not wanting to break down in front of him. She wanted to be strong, for both of them. But as she looked at him, standing there so close yet feeling so far away, the tear she had fought so hard to hold back finally spilt over.

Marshall stepped closer, his hand reaching out to gently cup her cheek, wiping away a tear with his thumb. The warmth of his touch went a shiver through her, and she closed her eyes, leaning into his palm, savouring the feeling one last time.

“Don’t cry, please,” he whispered, his voice barely holding together. “You’re gonna make this even harder.”

She let out a shaky breath, her hand covering his on her cheek, holding it there as if she could freeze time and stay in this moment forever. But she knew she could not. They both did.

“I don’t want to let you go,” she admitted, her voice breaking. “But we have to, don’t we?”

Marshall nodded, his jaw clenched as he tried to keep his own emotions in check. “Yeah, we do,” he said softly. “We need this…time apart. But it doesn’t mean I’m not going to miss you. Every damn day.”

Y/N’s heart ached at his words, and she felt like she was being torn into two. But she knew this was the right thing to do, even if it hurt more than she could bear.

She pulled away from his hand, the cold air rushing in where his warmth had been. Taking a step back, she forced herself to smile through the tears, even though it felt like the hardest thing she’d ever done. “Goodbye, Marshall.”

He looked at her, his eyes filled with deep, lingering sadness. He wanted to say something, anything that could make this easier, but there were no words. So, he did the only thing he could. He stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her in a tight embrace, holding her as if he’d never let go. A small kiss was pressed on the top of her head.

Y/N buried her face in his chest, the smell of him, the feel of him, everything about him was imprinted in her memory. She clung to him, her tears soaking into his shirt as she cried silently, her body shaking with the force of her emotions.

After what felt like an eternity, Marshall finally pulled back, his hands still resting on her arms. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, lingering there for a moment, as if to seal the memory in place.

“Can I least drive you-“

“I think it’ll be better if we just part,” she admitted.

“Ok, let me walk you out then.”

They walked downstairs to the main door and stood there silently, spaces apart and looked at each other which such sorrow.

“Take care of yourself, Y/N,” he whispered against her skin.

She nodded, unable to speak, her throat too tight with emotion. She wanted to say so much, to tell him how he meant to her, how much she loved him, but the words were stuck in her throat, choked by the tears that wouldn’t stop falling.

“Bye, Marshall,” she stated. “Take care.” Just when she turned around and grabbed the door, Marshall reached out, grasping her arm and pulling her before smashing his lips against hers.

"Now, you can go,” he stated, pulling away.

And she left. It was over. She was left with a bracelet with his promise. The chapter they shared was closed, and now they had to move on, no matter how much that hurt. She had two years without him…so she promised. -

Three more chapters to go!

Hope you enjoyed!

Let me know your thoughts and opinions!

Much love,

Ava <3

[abbysdruidess]

(っ◔◡◔)っ ♥ how abby proposes to you-modern au ♥

wc: 1k

warnings: modern au, marriage proposal, allusions to sex, general fluffy fluff, abby is a lil softie

❦ ok so how did it happen? I imagine you two had been together for a looong time, staying together throughout college and whatnot<3 and let me just say, abby adores you. You're her ray of sunshine, what keeps her up and going most days, she'd travel to hell and back just for you, only for you. Your love is impossible to comprehend, since it is not of physical substance, but you're surrounded by it every day.

❦ it's no wonder then that she wants to marry you sooo badly🥺the lil softie waited until you two settled down a bit, found steady jobs and got your dreamhouse all set up. And so, she stumbles randomly one day on an ad for wedding rings and she's like fuck- because she always daydreamed about the big day, but she never considered it for real since both of you were in college

❦ but now it could not exist merely as a fantasy. And so, she goes on the hunt for a ring that is so very distinctly you-she probably gets your birthstone on it, and engraves your initials on the inside. bby is corny like that<3

❦ of course, she is not used to grand, poetic gestures of love, but she would be damned if she didn't try for you. She wanted to make the proposal an event to remember, so she takes you to a place that means a lot to the both of you-she decided on a small secluded beach that you guys had a lot of date nights together(and lots of fun nights in general ifkyim;))

❦ she packs a picnic basket full of some rosé champagne, a couple of bruschette and a strawberry trifle (your fave<3). She decides to do it in the anniversary of when you guys met, so a special lil event wont seem so meticulously planned

❦ so she drives you both to the beach, as she admires you from the passenger's seat-dressed to the nines, wearing a small dress that accentuates your curves while look at her beaming, eyes gleaming with adoration as you cup her hand over the gear shift<3

❦ once you arrive, you both set off for the little patch of shore, secluded from the world due to the large bushes and uncut grass that separates it from the rest of the world

❦ she sets down a white blanket and motions you to sit with her. You two sit back as you recount previous events from your relationship, gazing at the sunset and enjoying the food.

❦ "you remember that one time when we got drunk at the karaoke bar and did Time of My Life from Dirty Dancing?" "Oh my God, Abby-"

❦ eventually, the sun starts to settle for good, and abby gives you that little smile that goes :] while subconsciously feeling the little box up her cargo's pocket.

❦ to give credit where it is due, she did actually prepare a small speech in the days coming up to today, but once she is there, with you, the pink sky casting a gentle glow over you all of it goes out the fucking window. So it ends up coming off a liiittle unprepared.

❦ "Sweetheart, you know how much you mean to me right? You... you make me want to become a better person everyday. And... I know we're still a little young, but... I know I wanna be with you always."

❦ she starts fumbling for you hand, and you feel her sweaty, clammy palm reaching out while the other hand reaches in her pocket

❦ of course, you know where this is going, and you let out an involuntary squeal. Without her having made the actual proposal, you jump in her lap and start peppering her face with soft, soft smooches, while mumbling yes, yes abby I would love to more than anything.

❦ the box ends up falling next to her on the blanket, while she lies on it dragging you down with her. You end up shedding all of your clothes for some late afternoon delight with you now fiancé-and soon to be wife:))- in the spot you've been so many times with her, a deep celebration and confirmation of your love settling in

❦ afterwards, once you two lie down together snuggling, she slides the ring in your pointer finger while giving it a little kiss, as if sealing it in.

❦ the next day she calls her dad to announce that you said yes!!and of course he is over the moon for her, deeply content that his daughter found a person she wants to devote herself to and who loves her with her whole heart<3

❦ of course, you two have a load of preparations to make-you have to book the venue, decide on the guests, what to wear, the food and soo many other things that will be settled eventually-you know that with Abby on your side, these things will go over easily and you will both adore your final choices❤

[dendro-bunny]

Drawn to you like the sea to the shore ======================

Rafayel X Reader

(A/N): bro- why am I actually like this man having inspiration to write at 12 am. Like am I ok? Idk anyway I wrote this in one sitting and I forgot how to write… it’s been so long :(

Warning: Suggestive, pretty fluffy, light body dysmorphia (why does this work have a ‘y’ in it? Like English please chill for once!) 

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As you push the door from your bathroom you look at your boyfriend bashfully. You pull on your dress away from your body. You give a small cough to draw his attention.

“Ahem… Ralfy? Uh are you sure this is ok? I’m not sure this is the right outfit for me?” You start shifting on your heels.

Smugly he opens his mouth to say something, then he looks up from his phone and his jaw drops. The words escape him with a gasp. His eyes rake over your figure drinking the sight of you in. In what feels like forever he looks at your face through his lashes.

“Sorry was distracted, what did you say cutie?” Rafayel gives you a cunning smile while tilting his head.

“Maybe I should take it off-” you go to turn around to the bathroom and feel yourself be tugged. You feel your back hit a chest and you look up to see Rafayel staring at you with a serious expression. As your big doe eyes look at him he groans and stuffs his face in your neck.

“Don’t take it off my muse, you look like a true masterpiece. One that I could never recreate.” You feel his hands start to trace your sides, from the bottom of your thighs up to your shoulders. Paying extra attention to every curve and crevice of your body.

“God and the scent you have on drives me wild-“ he cuts himself off by inhaling you deeply before letting out a groan. “I know you think you look bad but babe trust me you look ravishing, the way your hair sculpts your face and your eyes give off the most gorgeous hue, not to mention your lips.” He turns you to face him. His hand caresses your face. A hand firmly pulls you close to him as he plants a feverish kiss against your mouth. Like he’s depraved and hungry for you.

Rafayel was always passionate about everything he does, when inspiration strikes that is. When it came to you he always had inspiration. Always knew what to say to you always knew how to hold you even, if he was a big tease about it. With his kisses he always puts his 100 into it. All the words that elude him he puts into his kisses.

He pulls away only to breathe for a moment before leaving hungry pecks on your lips and jaw. “Maybe I should take that off of you, and show you how much I want you.” You can only whimper not being able to get a word out.

Your common sense tells you to push him away so you actually make it to Ms. Talia’s event on time for once, but the other part of you wants him to. It wants him to so bad. Your skin feels like his evol is crawling underneath it. You feel your back pushed against a cool surface.

“Raf- Rafayel please.” “What are you asking for cutie? Fishies like me don’t understand human gestures.” He taunts with a laugh. He goes back to leaving marks over your neck and shoulders.

“Please… T-Talia is waiting for us…” You barely manage to push out between pants. He grumbles something against your neck and huffs. “Rafayel we promised to be on time this time.” You give him pleading eyes and he caves. He steps back as a groan of annoyance comes from his puffy lips.

“Why did you have to go and make that promise babe, especially when you look so good.” He gives you a lovesick smile and squeezes your hips. “Then I’ll change so you aren’t so… distracted.” You look at him as his eyes scan over your freshly made bruises.

“Good luck with that cutie, I’m always distracted by you. No matter what you, especially when you aren’t wearing anything and you’re in my bed underneath- Oof.” You cut him off by throwing a nearby plush at him. You scream a few profanities at him and walk into the bathroom trying to hide your flushed expression.

“Yeah you do that a lot underneath me to- ow! Was that a toilet paper roll?!” He picks up his expensive toilet paper laughing.

“Next time it’s the whole toilet!” You slam the door and a howl of laughter comes from the other side of the door. You swear that lemurian was gonna be the death of you.

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Holy shit did not think I’d write again- but like THIS MAN HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD LIKE THE PURE FILTH IN MY MIND OF HIM IS IMMACULATE-

Ahem anyway maybe I’ll write more but this is a gift, very late valentines gift XD