#y’all don’t get how excited i am for this

[hearts4werka]

NNN day 21 | Uninvited Judgements

summary: you were invited to a party by one of your friends, of course you brought Matt, your boyfriend along despite him being slightly younger, everything was going by smoothly and everyone was having great fun until you went out to the bathroom and when you came back you saw your drunken friends surrounding Matt, not suggesting anything good by their loud laughter…

warnings: ANGST, heavy language, arguing, party setting, drunk guests, bullying, age discrimination, age gap, all of the drinking characters are of age please drink responsibly and be aware of the possible consequences! & possibly more

authors note: nnn is soon coming to an end and the Christmas season will start which means… more Christmas fics! (And more smut) I am already feeling the spirit and love this season so much, also sorry for not posting this fic when I was supposed to but something personal happened and I couldn’t finish it that day and I hope y’all understand , but anyway luv y’all sm and hope y’all enjoy this one

The music bounced through the walls of the small apartment, a vibrant background to the laughter and conversation that filled the air. Matt adjusted the collar of his shirt, visibly feeling a little self-conscious under his excitement. He was still getting used to being around my friends, most of them were several years older than him. We had been dating for a few months now and while I loved spending time with him, he couldn’t shake the feeling he was still trying to prove himself.

I took his hand and squeezing it gently. “I’ll just be gone a minute,” I said, leaning in to kiss him softly. “Just need to use the bathroom. You okay to hang out here?” “Yeah, I’m good,” he replied, forcing a smile. “I’ll grab a soda or something.” As I slipped away into the crowded bathroom, Matt leaned against the counter and glanced around. Most of the partygoers were off in groups, cups in hand and laughter mixing with the music. He was about to reach for a drink when he noticed a couple of my friends gathering near him, their faces flushed and attitude high from the alcohol they have consumed.

“Look who it is!” one of my friends Mary slurred, her eyes shining with mischief. “Little Matt. What’s he doing here all by himself? Waiting for his mom to pick him up?” Matt felt heat rush to his cheeks, an uncomfortable mix of embarrassment and irritation. “I’m fine,” he muttered, trying to brush off the comments but the lack of a reaction from him it only encouraged the others. “Oh come on!” another friend chimed in with her laughter ringing loud. “You’re dating a woman who could practically be your aunt! What is she like, 25?” The group burst into drunk giggles, clearly enjoying the show of the younger guy, considering him as an easy target.

Matt clenched his fists at his sides, feeling a swirl of emotions and his gut twisted in upset. The teasing only got worse, the insults sharper, the references to our age gap digging deeper until he just couldn’t stand it anymore. “I’m not a kid for gods sake,” he shot back but his voice barely cut through the intense crowd. Their laughter only grew louder, cutting off his words. When I finally returned with a bright smile lighting my face while Matt was the opposite, livid and his skin prickling with anger. I noticed the tension immediately as I maneuvered through the crowd toward him.

“Everything okay?” I asked concerned looking from him to my drunken friends who had just finished their turn of jokes. “They think it’s hilarious that I’m younger,” he said, unable to keep the annoyance from his voice. “Why do you even hang out with people who think it’s okay to make fun of someone like that?” I looked caught off guard while blinking rapidly. “I don’t think they meant anything by it, Matt. They were drunk and you know how that goes. They joke around, they don’t always know where to draw the line.” “A line?” he snapped and frustration spilling out of his expression. “It feels fucking disrespectful to make jokes about someone’s age! Like I’m some boy toy you’re just playing around with. Do you think I like being the center of their jokes?”

“Matt, just chill out for a second,” I ushed, raising your hands for him to calm down. “You know they didn’t mean for it to hurt you. It’s just banter! They were drunk—” “No, it’s not just banter!” he raised his voice louder than he intended. “It’s condescending and you’re just brushing it off like it doesn’t matter!” I felt my heart racing, a mixture of anger and hurt beginning to swirl in my veins “You’re making a huge deal out of this. They’re not bad people, they were having a good time! You can’t just get upset over everything people say when they’re drinking!” “It’s not ‘everything’! It’s just this! Ugh!” he exclaims, frustration lacing every syllable that left past his mouth. “Sometimes I feel like you don’t even see how it affects me. You just make excuses for them.” With that, one of my friends—a guy named Jake who had been listening nearby—snorted. “Who knew Matt had such thin skin? Can’t handle a little fun?”

Matt’s gaze flicked toward Jake, becoming stiff in his stance. “And you’re an ass.” “That’s rich, coming from someone who’s basically a kid,” Jake retorted and shaking his head. “Matt, just ignore him,” I pleaded but he was too far gone now. “No, fuck this…” he muttered, stepping away from the group who had been laughing at his expense. He turned to me with his eyes blazing. “I’m not playing this game. I’m not gonna sit here and take your friends’ bullshit. I’m done.” Before I could get a single word out past my lips, Matt turned on his heel and moved toward the exit, the door slamming behind him. The sound echoed in the now silent apartment as everyone exchanged glances, the party suddenly feeling much less exciting.

I tried to process what had just happened, a storm of emotions swirling inside of me. My friends still buzzing from the drinks, didn’t have the capacity to understand. They were just drunk and careless. But Matt? His feelings were painfully real and visible for anyone and my heart sank knowing I would have to find him and somehow make sense of this mess my drunk friends have put me in now.

@hearts4werka |

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[aylinaliens]

Bed Friend [2023]

[gojo-inabox]

the new fallout show is a blessing because fallout content in the last few years has been dry as hell, finally y’all can experience the chaos and heartbreak that is fallout too. play the games now pls.

[the-darklings]

Are you still planning to publish/release ASE?

Hiiiiiii

Yes I am. First draft is finished so I’ve been letting it rest before I tackle second draft. Also I’ve been busy with other projects and mental health has been up and down for real so progress has been slow. But you guys will be the first to know when I have major updates and likely soon heh.

[verdantglow]

@insomnya777 Oh yes, smallidarity is 100% a thing that happen(s/ed) in the retail hell au!

I can’t share too many details (including when on the timeline it is), tragically, because of ~*~plot relevance~*~ but I can confirm that it’s important enough that it will be a tag on this fic on AO3. ^^

Like, this fic is still smalletho focused, but Joel & Jimmy…. Yeah, they’ve got something going on for sure.

Who am I to deny canon when it so helpfully supplies me with things like best friends kissing & calling each other babe & telling each other they’re handsome & that they love each other????

[number1abbasupporter]

can smell the autumn breeze

[gayabeilles]

me, a former homestuck cosplayer, seeing all the other alastor cosplayers at the con wearing gray facepaint:

[starbuck]

geography class is so dangerous… they’ve spent this entire unit emphasizing how easy and fun it is to travel around Europe…

my bank account is sweating.

[gojo]

WHAT A NEW BLUE EXORCIST SEASON IS COMING OUT IN JANUARY 2024

[gr8rainbowpunk]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[onmykneesformatt]

too tired. -m.s.

⭐️hey sluts!⭐️

warnings: softdom!reader, kind of sub!matt, riding, praising, sleepy sex, cockwarming, unprotected p in v (WRAP YO SHIT UP!!!!), no use of y/n bc i hate it🤞

synopsis: after slightly ignoring matt before bed, you show him that you can be just as much of a tease as him.

a/n: HIIIII!!! sooo this is my first fic so i’m so very sorry if it’s bad!! but i’m so excited for y’all to read this is not even funny. anyways, enjoy!!

it wasn’t out of the ordinary for matt to stay up late. it was actually more than normal. especially if he were playing video games. 

it was 2 am. 2:06 am, to be exact. you were laying in matt’s bed, doom-scrolling tiktok half-asleep as matt was focused on fortnite with nick and chris. they weren’t filming anything, but every few nights, they like to get nostalgic and just play video games all night. 

“chris, you’re too fucking loud.” matt exclaims. 

“no, i’m not!” chris retaliates, which you hear through the floor and matt’s headset. 

matt turns back to you with a “can you believe this kid?” look on his face. 

you giggle when you see matt gesturing to his headset and shaking his head. 

you go look back at your phone as matt yawns while stretching, reaching his arms up. his shirt lifted a little, exposing his boxers under his blue pajama pants. 

he caught you staring, realizing what simple things had an effect on you. the ball was in his court. although you loved the idea of late night sex, you didn’t know how matt would feel. 

so, you just laid there, waiting until you physically couldn’t stay awake. 

matt saw your eyes flutter open and closed, how your hand would slowly droop down the whip back up when your eyes opened. 

he came over, shut off your phone, pulled up your blanket, and kissed you on the forehead. 

just then, you heard matt whisper over his headset. 

“hey, she’s falling asleep, and i’m feeling pretty tired. goodnight.” matt states. 

“aww, goodnight matty.” nick replies. 

chris, being chris, replies with, “yeah, you’re gonna go to ‘sleep’.” 

matt rolls his eyes as nick laughs. he ends the conversation and turns his whole setup off. 

you feel his mattress dip from behind you, right as you feel two warm arms wrap around your waist from behind. 

his touch wasn’t helping the thoughts you were having right now. you wanted him. but didn’t even wanna open your eyes. 

to send a signal, you started to adjust how you were laying, carefully moving your hips to perfectly rub against matt’s hips and thighs. 

your subconscious must’ve known what was gonna happen to you tonight, as you went to bed in matt’s baggy briefs and one of his shirts. 

no underwear, no bra. 

you were more comfortable that way, and so was matt. 

matt groaned quietly as he slowly moved his head into the crook of your neck, leaving soft pecks.

“goodnight, my girl. i love you.” 

you didn’t respond. 

matt was a little offended by the loud silence that followed his sentence. 

“baby? you already asleep?” 

honestly, you were about to be. 

a soft groan left you as you shook your head. 

“what’s wrong?” he asked.

“nothin’. just too tired to even think right now.”

he knew when something was wrong.

the way your voice got low, your head would lightly shake side to side with every “reassuring” sentence, and how you’d lack in responses in total.

“well, somethin’ is wrong. tell me, baby. what’s on your mind?”

you could feel him getting hard as you kept adjusting your hips. 

every. single. inch.

“if you don’t tell me what’s wrong, then i’m just gonna go to bed.”

silence.

“alright. your choice.”

you felt him turn over as his arms left your side.

you just ignored him.

bad idea.

“wait.”

you turned onto your back, leaning on your elbows as you tried to peek at matt’s face. 

he didn’t even move.

“matt. baby.”

no response.

boy, did that pill hurt to swallow.

“baby, i’m ready to talk. amongst.. other.. things.”

you were hoping he was gonna catch your drift.

you assumed he did when he only turned his head to look up at you. the dim light coming from a warm, vanilla candle on his desk made him look more irresistible. 

“what.. other things?”

“baby. you know what i’m talking about.”

“mmm. not too sure i am.”

he put on a smug look, acting stupid. 

that’s how he would punish you.

whenever you would tease him or treat him like he was the needy one in public. 

you sat fully up, now leaning on your left hand, still looking down at him. 

“i wanna.. you know..”

“ohh.”

maybe he would be nice and give in tonight.

“mmh. too tired.”

nevermind.

“matt!”

you whisper-yelled. loud enough to grab his attention, but quiet enough that you couldn’t even hear it in nick or chris’ room.

“look, i’m sorry i ignored you earlier. i really am! but-“

“but what?”

his deep voice made you feel knots in your stomach. 

the way his curls laid perfectly on his head.

the way his tattoos complimented his veins.

everything about him made you snap out of your sleepy haze.

you reached over to his hip, pulling him flat on his back.

you swept your leg over his hips, leaving you perfectly sat onto his lap. 

he acted tough, but you knew you could make him do anything you wanted. 

“the fuck do you think you’re doing?” 

matt’s voice was stern, but you knew he wasn’t actually upset.

how?

by the way the bulge underneath your core was getting harder and harder. 

“i’m sorry for ignoring you.”

you left a kiss on his neck.

“i’m sorry for not switching the laundry earlier.”

then his collarbone.

“i’m sorry for not being a good girlfriend.”

then his chest, with the collar of his shirt lightly pulled down to give you easy access.

you didn’t actually think you were a bad girlfriend, but you weren’t trying to guilt him.

you were teasing him.

his least and most favorite thing in the world.

“no, baby. you’re all i want and more.”

matt’s hands caressed your sides.

once he reached up high enough, he realized you didn’t have a bra on.

you could see his excitement.

and feel it.

“then prove it.”

he immediately sat up and pulled his shirt off.

it was like out of a movie.

sloppy kisses as you both started to get undressed. 

next thing you know, you’re completely naked and all he has on is his boxers. 

“can you take your boxers off for me? i need you as close to me as possible.”

you pushed yourself up slightly on your knees, giving him enough room to slip his boxers off and throw them somewhere on his floor. 

he laid back, giving you the sweetest puppy dog eyes you’d ever seen. 

you grabbed his length, teasing your own entrance, knowing it was just as bad for him. 

you kept eye contact the entire time, making sure to see his eyebrows furrow as soon as he was inside of you. 

once he was, it was like he had melted.

slow, sultry movements of your hips was enough to make him twitch. 

low groans had left his mouth, making you closer and closer the the edge. 

after a few minutes of little praises from both of you, you both felt your highs getting closer and closer.

“just like that.”

“you’re doing great for me, baby.”

“look at my pretty girl.”

matt’s hands gripped his sheets, proving his release was getting closer and closer.

the sight of his veins was enough to make you moan his name.

he looked up at you, praying his brothers didn’t hear. 

not that he would be too upset if they did.

“can i- mmph..”

you were waiting for him to ask, as you needed to release the knot in your stomach. 

“go ahead, baby.”

you felt the warmth of his release inside of you, mixed with your own.

you slumped over, laying on his chest. 

he played with your hair while you both attempted to catch your breath. 

light sweat was making his hair stick to his forehead. 

you lightly kissed his chest, feeling his heartbeat. 

you felt safe with him. 

the way he was never ashamed to open up to you, nor was he judgemental when you opened up to him. 

“can i.. maybe.. keep it in? y’know, while we sleep?”

“let’s clean up, then of course. anything for my pretty boy.”

after you showered together, with light kisses and washing eachothers bodies, you went back to bed. 

you stayed undressed.

as he slipped back into you, eliciting light moans from both of you, he wrapped his arms back around your waist. 

“was that enough proof? or should i give you more?”

you chuckled, knowing how tomorrow morning would start.

[wcters]

𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗘 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘, 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗪𝗜𝗡 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘

paring: daniel ricciardo x fem!reader

summary: you and daniel’s life after he leaves formula one

warnings: established relationship, pda, angst (daniel leaving 😭), crack humour | here’s a twist to daniel’s leaving of f1 to help us cope 😔

yourusername

liked by danielricciardo, landonorris, and 560,283 others

yourusername to my danny boy. you breathe life into everyone you meet. you bring out the most in me and everyone else. your laughs and smiles are contagious, and you never hesitate to lend a hand. when i met you, i was lost in the world. now, i am found, and always have a home to go back to. words are not enough to let you know how much i love you. formula one will never be the same without you. love you forever and always 🤍

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danielricciardo love you so much honey ❤️

↳ yourusername love living life with you 🤍

landonorris ❤️❤️

user1 brb crying myself to sleep

user2 not ready to not see daniel or daniel and y/n on the paddock anymore 😭😭

alexandrasaintmleux will miss seeing you both 💗

↳ yourusername you too alex! we’ll need to get together soon 🤍

georgerussell63 miss you both ❤️

oscarpiastri wishing you both well

user3 i’m crying my eyes out again

danielricciardo

liked by yourusername, lewishamilton, and 3,205,846 others

danielricciardo i've loved this sport my whole life. it's wild and wonderful and been a journey. to the teams and individuals that have played their part, thank you. to the fans who love the sport sometimes more than me haha thank you. it'll always have its highs and lows but it's been fun and truth be told i wouldn't change it. and most importantly, thank you to y/n for staying by my side through everything. you helped me stay myself in a world like this one. until the next adventure, excited to see what the world has in store.

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yourusername love you so much baby 🤍 so proud of what you’ve accomplished!

↳ danielricciardo thank you for being by my side ❤️

oscarpiastri congrats on everything you’ve achieved daniel 👏

lewishamilton it’s been an honour 🤝

user1 y’all don’t talk to me i’m mourning

user2 this is so sweet 🫶🏻

georgerussell63 going to miss you daniel 😔

user3 sad to see him go, but hope we see more y/n and daniel content

user4 you deserved such a better send off 😢

↳ author daniel deserves so much more fr

danielricciardo

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danielricciardo much needed getaway

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georgerussell63 cheers mate!

yourusername very much needed ☺️

landonorris make sure you take good pictures and focus the camera 😭

lilymhe you two are so cute ❤️

↳ yourusername we need to plan another double date

↳ lilymhe yes!!

yourusername

liked by danielricciardo, maxverstappen1, and 75,937 others

yourusername quiet life ⛰️

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danielricciardo stealing my job

↳ yourusername i’m just such a copycat 🐈

maxverstapppen1 beautiful views! wishing you well

user1 my girl knows phoebe bridgers

user2 i’m so jealous of them 😭😭

landonorris 📸📸

alexandrasaintmleux who needs pinterest when you’ve got y/n’s feed??

↳ yourusername says you 🤭🤭

f1gossip

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f1gossip daniel ricciardo and long term girlfriend, y/n y/l/n were seen in nova scotia, newfoundland, visiting friends and family and reportedly engagement rings on their fingers! what do you think?

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user1 is y/n from canada?

↳ user2 yeah! she also has friends and family there

user3 why are we all up in their business??

user4 it’s about time

↳ user5 i know, they’ve been together for long enough

user6 he was probably planning this for soooo long

yourusername

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yourusername you guys sure do have a keen eye. yes, me and daniel are engaged. i am speechless. i’m going to marry my best friend. i love you so much danny 🤍 can’t wait for forever of matching sandals, travelling together, playing harmonicas, dancing in the kitchen, playing board games when the power goes out, and having fun with friends with you 🤍 forever and always, and what ever else is left.

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danielricciardo can’t wait lovie ❤️ forever and always

↳ yourusername we should get a fish, start our family early

georgerussell63 i better be invited to this wedding

↳ yourusername of course! can’t be a party without you george 😌

lilymhe time to start planning!!

landonorris congrats you two! no need to ask, i’ll be the photographer

 ↳ danielricciardo big ego norris

charles_leclerc congratulations 🥳

user1 y’all…… i’m not ready

user2 mom and dad are getting married!!

user3 her dedication to him 😭😭😭

danielricciardo

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danielricciardo last photo is my reaction to when she said yes. getting you that fish right now 🐟 can’t wait for married life. you lose some, you win some

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yourusername so unserious 😭 but we are in the car rn, on the way to get the fish. he keeps his promises

landonorris you should name the fish dave

↳ yourusername this is why you’re not allowed to name things . . . but i honestly like it

alexandrasaintmleux soo happy for you both ❤️🥰

↳ yourusername love you alex 🤍🤍

maxversteppan1 guess this is officially over for us 😔😔

↳ danielricciardo never baby, i always have room for you ❤️

↳ yourusername 🤨🤨🤨

user1 poor y/n, always going to third wheel with max and daniel

↳ yourusername i’ve accepted it at this point

georgerussell63 omw to plan my outfit

user2 i can’t wait to see them married

user3 i wonder what their weddings going to look like . . .

[ghostfacd]

LIVE LAUGH, SCREAM! | TOM BLYTH

pairing. tom blyth x fem!actress!reader

summary. where one comment could lead into an internet feud between tom blyth and yn avocot, resulting in them falling inlove ?!

author’s note. [ THIS TAKES PLACE BEFORE YN AND TOM STARTED DATING ] thank you to the nonnie that said yn gives off scream vibes bc they’re the reason i even made this post in the first place! 🤭

installment of this au | read for context

ynuser scream bts (you’re welcome!)

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jennaortega did it hurt when you fell from heaven?

➥ jackchampion no but it might’ve when she stabbed u in the movie

➥ ynuser JACK 😭😭

user1 jenna flirting, jack teasing, I LOVE THIS CAST YOUR HONOR

user2 okay but literally your performance was just chefs kiss 😭 PLEASE tell me you’re starting in other movies as well bae

➥ ynuser oh thank you!! im so honored you enjoyed it ❤️ I will get back to you on your question!! 👀

➥ user3 OMGG YN IN ANOTHER FILM WOULD BE KILLER

➥ user4 well actually 🤓☝️ she was one of the ghostface in the film which means she actually was a killer

user5 @/user4 bye

tomblyth amazing film

➥ ynuser thanks

➥ user6 THANKS?? THANKS?! girl that’s tom blyth

➥ ynuser @/user6 who?

user7 no way this girl just asked who tom blyth is

➥ user8 well can u blame her tho?? he’s in like what, billy the kid or whatever? it’s not that known..

➥ user9 nah girl stars in one film and thinks she’s all that 😭

rachelzegler YOU DID SO GOOD GIRL 💕

➥ ynuser rachel my love 😭😭❤️

tomblyth who am I? well now you know

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user10 oh he’s so fine

user11 LMFAOO is this a jab at yn not knowing who you are

user12 show that girl 🤭🤭 she thinks she’s all that after getting one acting gig

➥ user13 y’all are so obsessed with her hello..

ynuser sure. now i know

➥ user14 oh im having so much fun watching all this go down

ynuser more bts because i love scream 6 and so should you!

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tomblyth yeah the movie’s cool and all but how abt i treat you out for dinner?

➥ user15 HELLO???

user16 enemies to lovers era ?

user17 pls lord get these two together

jackchampion say yes to the dinner invite and bring me back steak

➥ ynuser 🤨🤨

➥ jackchampion and a vanilla soda too please

user18 i love jack n yn’s friendship

ynuser and tomblyth both posted a story!

ynuser eating sushi and then putting on some comfy pjs is a great way to spend a day

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user19 the way tom also posted sushi pics very similar to what she’s eating…

➥ user20 WHY IS NOBODY MENTIONING THE MATCHING HOTDOG STORY POSTS AS WELL 😭😭😭

user21 pjs TOGETHER?! im afraid we’ve lost her

user22 everybody knows.. everybody knows

jackchampion splendid way to spend the day

➥ user23 what if it’s jack?? tom and yn don’t even fw each other LOL

➥ user24 true. he did ask her for dinner tho

➥ user25 who wouldn’t? she’s yn.

Eclaté_Mode On this new episode of BTS With Your Favorites, Tom Blyth dishes on his skincare routine, how he keeps himself productive during breaks, and his internet rivalry with actress, Y/N Avocot. Full video linked in bio

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user26 THE WAY HE COMPLIMENTS YN this is definitely enemies to lovers

user27 “me and yn have exciting need to share soon” excuse me

user28 so they inlove or what

user29 yn fell inlove with a brit man it’s over for US

user30 WAIT WHAT DOES HE MEANNNN

tomblyth well surprise. enemies to lovers much?

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ynuser nice pic send me it

user31 WAITT RACHEL HIM AND YN IN A FILM?? did not expect this..

user32 hold awn..

user33 is this confirmation they’re dating

➥ ynuser we aren’t dating.

➥ rachelzegler yet.

➥ user34 RACHEL???

rachelzegler you’re welcome for this crossover, i encouraged both of them to audition for the role

➥ user35 WE LOVE RACHEL ZEGLER

jennaortega take care of my gf 😽

[yelenasbraid]

take a breather — joe burrow

summary — its a few days after the loss to the chiefs and you and joe decide to go out for dinner. unfortunately, there’s kc fans everywhere

warnings — fem!reader, established relationship, reader gets defensive and starts gets in a fight, fluff, some suggestive comments, mean comments, implied smut

note — not every chiefs fan is like the one in this fic, i know that, but for the sake of this fic the reader interacts with a pretty mean one. also this is SO long y’all oops

THE LOSS TO THE CHIEFS was as shocking as it was devastating. for a while, you thought they were safe. you believed that the bengals would win against the chiefs, their longstanding rivalry. joe talked about how excited he was, he talked about how he was ready to take them on after the grueling practice they had.

so, when the chiefs won by one point, everyone’s heart dropped. anger and frustration swirled around in your head, the cold feeling of sadness making it a sour cocktail. it was a good game, filled with many good highlights and great plays, but you knew that joe was already beating himself up about it.

you tried your best to be there for him, reassure him and help build his confidence back up. the night after the game was the hardest, especially since you both were battling intense emotions.

flashback

the silence that fell between you was thick. you tried your best to remain neutral, to be a grounding force for joe. being home didn’t change that.

he didn’t bother speaking to you as he walked in, making a beeline for the stairs. you stopped in your tracks, trying your hardest not to cry.

“please talk to me,” you begged him softly. you knew that joe took things at his own pace, which normally meant alone. you’ve had to help him realize that he’s not alone, and that you could help share the burden.

“i’m not in the mood for talking, y/n,” he informed you, barely looking at you. you bit your lip and flicked your eyes up to the ceiling to stop the oncoming tears.

“do you want anything to eat?” you asked him, walking into the kitchen.

“no, i don’t.” he answered shortly. you nodded, and as he went to go up the stairs, you went to follow him.

“i want to be alone, just leave me alone, y/n,” he snapped, turning his eyes to you, eyes that were iced over. as much as you hated to do it, leaving him to his head, you inhaled and exhaled slowly.

“ok, i’ll be down here if you need me,” you told him, barely evoking a response out of him. so, that was that.

flashback end

joe did apologize for his behavior, swearing he was going to try his best to keep you with him. ever since that night, he’s done just that. he’s confided in you about more than he ever has, and you were proud of him for being vulnerable.

ever since that night, he’s also been clingy. he never wants you to feel the way you felt that night, the way he made you feel.

“we’re going on a date tonight,” joe announced as he walked in the door from practice. you looked up at him from your spot on the couch, raising an eyebrow.

“what?”

“we’re going on a date tonight, you know, the thing normal couples do,” he playfully reminded you. you smirked, putting a bookmark in the book you were reading and closed it. it was refreshing to see his eyes lit up, to see how he glowed with a renewed sense of hope.

“alright, where are we going, ya know, as a totally normal couple?” you played along with the joke, standing up from the couch and walking over to him.

“there’s a nice place downtown, the one we always say we want to go to but never do because of how busy we are,” he excitedly told you. seeing his smile again after the two losses was refreshing, but it also just made you fall even more in love with him.

“oh yeah, the place that apparently has really good burgers,” you smiled up at him, crossing your arms over your chest. “you asking me on a date, burrow?”

“why yes i am,” joe chirped. he was chipper, and you knew that he was taking the losses hard, but you also knew that he couldn’t feel down for long. joe knew his job for the next game, and he was going to finish it.

“then i accept,” you smirked, and in response joe leaned down and pressed a kiss to your lips.

“good. i’m gonna get a shower, then the bathroom is all yours. we’ll leave around 6,” he told you as he made his way towards the stairs. his timeframe gave you about 2 hours to get ready, which was plenty of time.

“sounds good,” you replied, feeling butterflies build in your gut. despite having dated since your time at lsu, you still got butterflies whenever you and joe would go on a date. you guessed that feeling never goes away.

—

about an hour and half later, joe is dressed and ready sitting on the edge of the bed. you, on the other hand, are putting final touches on your outfit for the evening. it was something breathable, but cute. you put your earrings in and fluffed your hair. once you were happy with your look, you applied your perfume and put on your shoes.

“damn mamas,” joe commented as he watched you emerge from the bathroom. a blush crept up on your cheeks as you walked towards him.

“hope that’s a good thing,” you hummed as he stood up. he was dressed in a black button up, jeans, and platform van-type shoes.

“oh it definitely is,” he mused, leaning down and pressing a soft and quick kiss to your lips. he knew he’s been clingy, but he also knew you didn’t mind. ever since he got snappy with you, he’s never wanted to sound like that ever again. be knew there’d be losses, especially tough ones, but he needed to work on how he processed through it. he couldn’t drag you through the mud too.

“mmm good,” you hummed. it was in that moment you realized that you could stay with him all night, in that bedroom, on that bed and not go on a date. but, dates were rare during the season, and plus dates were fun. you and joey always had fun on your dates.

“we should get going, huh?” joe asked, almost sounding disappointed.

“i’m hungry, so yeah,” you chuckled, making joe crack that beautiful smile of his. you both walked out to the car, joe opening your door of course, and he got in the driver’s seat. he pulled out of the driveway and headed towards the restaurant.

—

the restaurant wasn’t packed, but it had a decent amount of people in it. the hum of conversations drew you in, but what pulled you in further was the sweet smell of food.

you two were quickly seated and ordered your drinks. you looked at the menu, browsing the different options.

“this all looks amazing,” you commented as your eyes saw a pasta section of the menu.

“if i were like, infinitely hungry, i’d get the whole menu,” joe agreed, and you snorted.

“ok, joey,” you laughed, shaking your head.

“what? think about it, if you never got full and have an infinite amount of space in your stomach, you could realistically have several meals in a sitting,” his eyes grew wide with this theory, and you loved whenever he got like this. it was the cutest — and hottest — thing ever, well, for the most part.

“ok, but what about your intestines? they’d be begging for mercy,” you replied as your drinks were settled in front of you. you ordered your choices of meals, gave the waitress your menus, and continued talking.

“ok well in a perfect world they wouldn’t be,” he replied, sass evident in his tone. you laughed, shaking your head as you took a sip of your water.

“i need to pee, i’ll be back,” you informed him, standing up from the booth.

“speaking of intestines,” he commented, earning a glare.

“that’s your bladder,” you whispered as you walked off. joe only rolled his eyes as he sipped his water. he watched as you disappeared into the bathroom, and patiently waited upon your return.

a few minutes later, he caught movement in his peripheral and he flicked his eyes over, hoping to see you. he did, but with a very different expression on your face.

“excuse me?” you seethed, your eyes wide with anger. the girl you were standing in front of had the audacity to speak ill of joe in front of you, but also to speak ill of you. in front of you.

“you heard me the first time, i said your boyfriend would have played better if he’d been getting taken care of at home,” the girl replied. it only enraged you further, especially since she had no right to be involved in yours and joe’s private life.

“and what does your boyfriend do? sit at home and criticize the guys he’ll never be?” your words were just as venomous, your adrenaline driving you even further.

“for all i care, i hope he tears a ligament again. all this hype around joe burrow needs to stop, or maybe he just needs to retire already,” she kept going, and you’ve never seen red before until that moment. this girl had no idea the rehab joe went through, the mental blocks he had to overcome just to get to this point.

words weren’t enough to voice your anger, the rage that fueled you. you laughed, allowing some of that tension to release, but also because you thought it was hilarious some random woman was criticizing joe burrow.

you took a step towards her, your hands curling into fists. you saw what joe went through, you knew of the dark place he went to after his injury. she didn’t, and it pissed you off that she wanted him to go back there again.

“i hope he has another season ending injury, so for once, other teams can have a chance and stop listening to bengals fans’ whining,” she continued on, and the more she did, the more her words added fuel to the fire. it was the final thread in a rubber band, and you snapped.

you shoved her away from you, your eyes hard and angry. you went for another, your muscles tensing to make sure this one hurt, but strong arms pulled you back. you knew it was joe because of his scent wafting over you, but you didn’t much care.

“don’t you dare,” you growled, fighting against the hold joe had on you. your hands tried to pry joe’s arms off of you, but your attempts were futile. what distracted you for just a moment was the feeling of his muscles rippling under his skin as you went to shove him off.

“i bet you got scared when that helmet came off, huh? well, i wasn’t,” she kept mouthing off, and you knew she was doing it on purpose. she wanted to see how far you’d go.

“it’s nice to say that when your team gets paid by the refs to win games!” you hissed, body tensing with every word. neither of you were going to back down, and joe could see that. he’s never seen you this angry, he’s never seen you go after someone like that.

“walk away, love,” he calmly told you, whispering in your ear. he moved to stand beside you, using one arm to hold you place instead of two. you strained against him, anger radiating from every pore. your straining made him eventually wrap his other arm around you again.

“y/n,” he looked down at you, and even though you weren’t trying to plow through him, you weren’t exactly backing down. it was admirable, really, how you went to war for him. you didn’t have to, but you did. you would defend him until your dying breath, even though he never asked for that. he just didn’t want you to get hurt.

“listen to your boyfriend y/n, this is a fight you’d lose anyway,”

“you’re not helping,” joe snapped, turning his eyes towards the girl. she didn’t seem to get the memo, not entirely caring that joe was addressing her. you, however, did notice. the way his jaw was clenched, the way his muscles were contracted, it was hot.

“why’s that?” you retaliated, anger still coursing through your veins. joe was trying to keep you from getting away from him. it wasn’t helping that the other girl kept moving towards you.

“because, unlike your boyfriend, you’re too pussy to fight anyone,” she was so confident it killed you. you managed to slip out of joe’s grasp, lunging for this girl, but joe caught you by the bicep. he drew you back, pressed a firm hand to your chest and walked you back.

“that’s enough,” he sternly told you, thankful you were walking with him. your eyes flicked to meet his, just for a moment, and in that moment you were the most turned on you’d been that whole day. feeling his hand firmly but gently guide you back, hearing the sternness in his words, it made that all too familiar ache begin to take hold in your stomach.

that feeling didn’t last long though. your irritation and anger came back the second you made eye contact with the girl again, wearing that obnoxious red jersey. you wanted to say something back to the girl, but no words were coming to your mind. your emotions were all over the place as joe walked you back. you watched the girl as her own group walked her away. they should’ve done that earlier.

you two left the restaurant, and once you were alone, you slipped away from joe’s grip.

“what the hell was that?” joe asked, now facing you, “i have never seen you that angry,”

“you heard what she said! she-she was saying all of these things about you, about how she wished you snapped your ligament again and retired! i couldn’t just let that slide!” you argued back, your adrenaline still on a high.

“you could have! people say stupid shit!”

“i saw what you went through! i’ve seen you rise above it, i’ve seen you grow and to have her laugh in the face of that is disgusting!” you defended, tears now pooling in your eyes. you watched as he processed, and you felt a tear drip down your cheek. there was a beat of silence. joe sighed, walked up to you and wiped the escaped tear with the pad of his thumb.

“you didn’t have to defend me, but, thank you for doing so. as much as i appreciate it, and don’t mind at all seeing you get fired up, i just don’t want you to get hurt,” he hummed, cupping your cheek with his hand. you sniffled, feeling your body crash from the adrenaline rush.

“i know,” you exhaled, “but next time we play the chiefs, we need to pummel them into the ground,” you sniffled, and joe just chuckled, bringing you into his arms.

“we will,” he promised, kissing the top of your head, “were you really scared when my helmet came off?” he asked, and you looked up at him in disbelief.

“yes, i was terrified,” you admitted, burying your head in his chest. you knew the likely hood of a concussion increased just because he played football, but you knew how scary they were. you’ve heard of too many players who’s seasons ended because of a concussion, or even worse, their lives ended.

“i’m ok, i promise,” he assured you. as he held you, his remembered the look you gave him earlier in the restaurant.

“what was that look for earlier?” he asked.

“what look?” you mumbled against his chest.

“that look, the look you give whenever you’re feeling a certain way,” he answered, causing you to part from him. he didn’t miss it, how could he? he’s seen that look several times before, but he’s never seen it in this context.

“oh…”

“oh what?” he chuckled, watching as your cheeks flushed.

“it’s nothing, just pure emotion,” you lied. you were feeling a number of things, and arousal was just one of them.

“you liked that, huh?” joe gave you a cocky smirk, the kind that could get you into trouble. his tone didn’t help either.

“oh leave me alone,” you playfully shoved him, walking towards the car. he wrapped his arm around your waist, kissing the side of your head.

“i would be lying if i said i wasn’t also turned on,” he hummed in your ear, breaking the hard exterior you had on.

“is that so?” you mused, casting a look up at him, “remember how it feels to not be sore, love, because after tonight you will be,” you hummed, your eyes darkening with desire. your tone sent him into overdrive, not to mention your confidence. he wasn’t sure if he was going to make it home or not. he wouldn’t be necessarily complaining if he didn’t.

he was in for a long night.

YOWZERS this is long. not sure how i feel about it BUT it’s probably the longest one i’ve written, so c’est la vie. but what inspired this was joe holding back ja’marr at the game on sunday and i went crazy with it. enjoy!

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JJK Men: Sleeping Beauty

Summary: You give the JJK Men permission to use you wen you’re sleeping 💤

Characters: Gojo Satoru + Geto Suguru, Ryomen Sukuna (Modern AU), Nanami Kento, AFAB!Reader

Warning: somno (with consent), language, smut, unprotected sex, cream pies, multific!

Word Count:4.3k

AN: Kinktober Day Twenty Four! Somno 😴 I’m not the biggest fan of Somno, but I might be after writing Sukuna’s 🥴

SatoSugu:

Satoru and Suguru had been gone for two weeks. Two weeks where they weren’t near you and they were constantly busy, not having enough time to stop, but they were doing to contact you. But that didn’t stop you from messaging them and telling them how you missed them. Both were excited to get home and spend some time with you. Their flight got delayed.

Suguru could still hear the disappointment in your voice when he gave you the bad news. You stared at the ceiling before adjusting the robe that you had on. Both men were apologetic for their delay, but just give them your best smile before sharing that everything would be okay and that there would be plenty of time for y’all to connect.

“But don’t forget about our agreement. If you guys come home and you’re still feeling pent up, feel free to wake up in any way you see fit.”

Your words were like a constant echo in the back of their minds. From the airport to the ride back to your house, you were like a beacon calling them Home. Despite the aches in their bones and the exhaustion that had settled in, coursing through the nerves of their bodies, the thought of seeing you eased that pain just a little bit. They half expected to find you asleep on the couch when they got home. You’re still up waiting for them. But they were pleasantly surprised when they entered the house, which was lit by the night lights around the house to illuminate the floor.

“I hate that we got home late.” Satoru sighed, rubbing at his stiff neck. “I was looking forward to spoiling her.”

“Yeah, I know what you mean. I feel like I am this round-up coiled that just needs to be unleashed.” The men continued to converse as they walked through the hall towards your shared bedroom. But she's probably asleep by now.”

Like Suguru had thought, you were asleep on top of the comforter in the prettiest lilac and light blue lingerie boys had ever seen. It was a lingerie dress split down the skids. An intricate design of lacey flowers, purples, and blues covered your breasts and dried the trimmings of the gown. It hugged the curves of your body just right, looked amazing against your pretty skin, and had both of them feeling extremely hard.

You hummed, turning onto your side, exposing the curve of your ass. Suguru was torn. He wanted to give you time to sleep, not to wake you up. Satoru, on the other hand, felt a hunger deep inside of his soul that radiated straight into his cock. He moved, silently getting on the bed and laying behind you. His long fingers teased your skin under the thin fabric of the lingerie. Tiny goosebumps raised against your flesh as he tailed his hand up higher, fingers grazing over the same flimsy panties you were wearing. His middle finger gently grazes over your clit with precise movements.

You arched against him, moaning softly in your sleep as your eyebrows twitched. “Satoru.” Suguru’s voice was stern and soft as he made his way around the other side of the bed to watch both of us lovers. “What are you doing?” Violet eyes watch his best friend and boyfriend’s hand move underneath the sheer fabric that was barely covering your body.

“You heard her.” Satoru’s fingers moved harder against your sensitive bud. “She said that if we were feeling pinned up, we could wake her up however we want.” He hummed, kissing, watching as your legs pressed together under the ministrations of his movements. “She’s always told us that if we get horny in the middle of the night, we could wake her up like this.”

“But—” The flimsy fabric that was barely covering your pussy, was tucked to the side, exposing your wet, slick folds to the dark-haired man. “—fuck.”

“Our Sweetheart wants this as much as we do.” Long fingers ran up and down your slick folds over your slit before slowly pressing inside of you. “So get your ass over here and play with her tits for me?”

Suguru’s body wouldn’t move on its own. He had never done anything like this before. And while he knew that he had your consent, it still left him feeling strange, touching you while you were asleep. “Toru—mmm.” Your soft little cry of pleasure had Suguru jerking his head in your attention. “Sugu~” Hearing you moan out both of their names while your legs pressed together with furrowed eyebrows was all the tempting that Suguru needed.

Pleased to see his best friend finally moving forward, the mattress dipping under the added weight, Satoru began trailing kisses along your shoulder. Both pursed their lips together, holding back groans of pleasure so as not to wake you up. Suguru lay on the bed right in front of you, his large, strong hands cupping your breasts. His thumbs moved over the floral lace, rubbing your nipples until they were hard, standing at attention under his caress.

They moved in sync with each other, fingers pumping into you, hands on your breasts, squeezing and rubbing them. With each careful, calculated caress of your skin, the men could find you drawing closer and closer to the edge of sweet release. Suguru pinched at your nipples, tugging them out just as Satoru curled his fingers upward, pressing into your g-spot. Your eyes shot open wide as you gushed all over Satoru’s fingers.

“Nngh!” you cried out, shedding your eyes tight as wave after wave of pleasure rocked into you like waves in a storm. “Fuck! Fuck!” you cried out, reaching forward, grasping onto Suguru’s shirt.

“Heh~ see, I told you she was just as pent up as we were.” Satoru cooed, kissing and nipping at your ear, his tongue darting over the shell of it.

“Hi Princess, we’re ba—”

Suguru’s words were cut off as you reached forward, grabbed him by the shirt, and pressed your lips against his. “Fuck me.” Your voice was hot and full of desperation. “I need you both so bad!” The boys exchanged a look with each other before they were quickly stripping.

“Fuck we missed you.” Suguru groaned, lifting your lingerie and exposing your beautiful skin to him.

You whimpered in agreement with Suguru before seizing up as Satoru rubbed his fingers over your pussy. “Oh, I need you both.” Your grip tightened on Subaru's shoulders as they both lay behind and in front of you, completely bare naked. “My toys weren't helping me out anymore! Please, I need you both.” The desperation in your voice had them moving, rubbing both of their cocks over your slick folds, lubing them up.

“Oh fuck.” Satoru ground out as he pushed inside of you. “So fucking tight!”

Suguru knotted an agreement before he focused his attention on you. “Are you okay?” He asked as both his and Satoru’s cock stretched out your pussy, filling you to the absolute broom with both of them. “Do you need a second?” You shook your head, wiggling your hips to force them further inside of you.

“N-No, I just need you.” Both men continued to push as far as they possibly could, and when they went as deep as they could, they paused not only for their benefit but for yours. You were shaking and shivering. “S-So full—oh fuck I missed you both.”

“We missed you too,” they said in unison as they began fucking into you as fast and hard as they possibly could. You screamed out in pleasure as their cocks pounded into you. They fucked you working through two weeks’ worth of up pressure and aggression in their movements. They made you feel good. So fucking good that tears began to form in your eyes.

And they then grabbed you, holding onto you and rocking against you. They painted and kissed and bit you. They were making up for their lost time while on their mission. Fingers and teeth dug into your skin, pushing you closer to the edge as they screamed your name and moaned so loud it made your head spin and your heart swell with happiness. They were both finally home, where they belonged! And they gave you the welcome home gift when you never left.

Satoru nipped at your neck, tugging on your nipples as Suguru reached down, toying with your clit. “Are you going to cum for us?” Suguru asked, feeling your walls hug his cock that pressed up against Satoru with every thrust.

“Yes! Oooh fuck yes!!”

“Yeah, baby~ make a mess for us, okay? Nnngh fuck! That way, we can clean you up.” Satoru’s sultry voice in your ear as he jackhammered his cock along with Suguru’s into you. “Come on, pretty girl~ pick a mess for us. Be a good girl and cum for us.”

Their words, their thrusts, and the fact that they were at home and in your arms were the last push you needed. You screamed, arching against both of your lovers as the waves of your orgasm pulsated through you. The intensity of your contractions and the convulsing of your pussy had both of the men grunting and growling as their hips stilled for the briefest of moments before they continued fucking into spurts of hot white cum coating your insides as you all came together.

The three of you lay in bed, panting heavily as sweat coats your skin, leaving you chilly in the cool autumn air. Your boyfriends seem to relax, melting into the mattress, almost as they clean to you, holding you flush against their bodies. You hum happily, reaching behind to cradle the back of Satoru’s head while pushing your forehead against Suguru’s with a pleased, happy hum.

“Welcome home, boys.” Your breath, whisper, and warmth from your body had them snuggling in closer to you. It was good to be home.

Ryomen Sukuna (Modern AU):

Sukuna sighed, scrubbing a hand down his face as he ventured up the stairs to his apartment. Exhaustion settled in his bones as he glanced at his watch before digging his keys out of his pocket. He was so tired. His last appointment of the day, full sleeves, had taken up most of the evening, cutting into his time with you.

Sukuna, you still see the slight twinge of disappointment on your face when he told you he would be home late. You had planned to stay in and make a nice dinner before watching some shitty, scary movies. But Sukuna knew there wouldn’t be much watching with all the setting the two of you had been doing throughout the day. Your boyfriend had just frowned, whispering a slight apology before you gave him a gentle smile.

“Kuna, it’s OK. You can wake me up when you get home if you want.”

“You need your sleep.” your boyfriend had said with a frown.

“No, I need you.”

The slightly sultry tone of your voice had your boyfriend looking up from his iPad, where he had been finalizing details on his client's tattoo. “What do you mean, Kitten?” all you gave him was a smirk before you shrugged his shoulder.

“Exactly what I said. Even if I’m sleeping, I want you. You have my full consent.”

This was something new for the two of you. Something Sukuna had never really thought about or considered. Taking you when you were sleeping. It seemed like some kind of fantasy. But he would be lying to himself if he said it hadn’t been a fantasy; he was suddenly in it.

Thinking about you, the way you smelt felt, and your words from earlier had his cock so hard since he had started driving home. Ever since that day at Gojo’s house where you both had met, he craved you. You were everything he thought about. All this originated from that round of Seven Minutes in Heaven that had changed his life for the better. You had enchanted him from that moment, and he was utterly smitten and addicted to you.

And his desire had been like a starved beast fueled by gluttony. Sukuna needed you, so while he was reluctant, he was also eager to be near and inside you. That eagerness hit him straight forward, fueled by frustration from his day and the need to be with you.

So he made it to his apartment in record-breaking time. He pushed the door open and went about locking it up and ensuring the house was secure before heading into the bedroom. He was hoping that maybe you would still be awake, but he wasn't disappointed either when he walked into the bedroom and found you fast asleep. You were under the sheets and chest, moving and falling slowly as you slept soundly.

You looked so cute and peaceful as you slept. He almost felt bad for what he was about to do to you. You looked like an angel, but he was about to awaken the little sex demon he knew you were. He stripped out of his clothes before grabbing the sheets, pulling them gently off your body so as not to wake you up right away.

The absence of the sheets allowed him to get a good look at your body. And he growled. Suddenly, the thoughts of keeping quiet and not alerting you that he was home went out the third-story window as his crimson eyes roamed over your body. You were in a tight-fitted red corset lingerie set. The lace see-through allows him to see your perky nipples that rose at the attention of the absence of the blanket.

“Fuckin’ hell,” Sukuna whispered as he reached into the bedside table, pulling out a bottle of lube. “Fuck you're so beautiful.” he rubbed slick all over his cock before getting on his knees, pushing himself between your slightly open thighs. “So fucking pretty.”

His tattooed hands gently pushed your thighs apart, reaching for your pussy to pull your laundry and lingerie set to the side of the allowing access to you. He found you on full display only when your legs were spread wide enough. Your lingerie had crotch panties. Pink tufts of hair fell against Sukuna’s forehead as his eyes darkened with need.

Your pussy was wet, twitching, and needy as your hands gently grabbed at the sheets. Sukuna took notice of that and the slight movements of your body. He scoffed before positioning himself entirely between your legs, your hips brushing against each other as the head of his cock caught against the tight entrance to your opening. Sukuna down on his lip, hissing as he began pushing inside of your tight wood walls, welcoming him as he started slowly thrusting in and out of you.

You were so tight, and the walls around your head turned to the side, soft moans emanating from your pursed lips. His pierced cock felt so good dragging in and out against your inner walls. It's good you want to scream as his nails dug into your hips, holding them down flush into the mattress as he began thrusting a little bit faster and harder.

“Fuck Kitten.” He growled, watching as that same hand gripped the sheets tighter, your eyebrows furrowed. “Ya’ feel so good.”

You whimpered in response. “Mmm,” Sukuna smirked, angling his hips up slightly so that the head of his cock slammed right against your cervix, allowing louder cries of pleasure to rise out of your throat as your knuckles turned white from how hard you were gripping the sheets.

Sukuna huffed, leaning down closer to your ear. “Nngh fuck baby.” he hissed against you were sensitive earlobe, his teeth nipping at it, tugging it gently, drawing out loud moans from you. “Hey, guess what?” You didn’t respond, but you didn’t have to because Sukuna knew you. “I know you’re awake, so open your eyes and look at me when I fuck my cum into you!”

His words helped, and your eyes opened at his command. The second you're pretty eyes met him, Sukuna snarled as he lost his composure and calm. He bucked into you fucking you as if he was like a wild beast in heat. His cheeks puffed out as he focused his attention on staring into your eyes as he grunted and groaned, his thumb finding your clit and flicking at it.

“K-Kuna!” You cried out, hands reaching up, grabbing him by the broad shoulders. “Oh fu—fuuuck!”

Sukuna shuddered, feeling your walls convulse around him as your orgasm came. But he didn’t stop. He continued fucking you through the waves of pleasure until his hips finally spilled as he pressed himself as deep as he could within your pussy before he filled you to the brim with cum. He shuddered back, slightly arched, as he kept himself deep inside of you, not wanting to pull out. He wanted you to save every second of him being inside of you.

It wasn't until his cock began to with a slight dull pain from oversensitivity that he finally pulled out. He for your legs apart as his white comes out of your little pussy. It clung to the lingerie before polling on the sheets underneath you. Be wad so entranced by the sight of your combined cum, that he barely registered the fact that you were sitting up, pressing your hands against his pectoral muscles before shoving him back against the mattress.

“How did you know I was awake?” You asked, trailing kisses down his abs as your tongue flicked over his tattoos.

“Nngh~ fuck Kitten.” he lifted his head slightly, watching as your nose grazed over the pink hairs of his happy trail. “I-I saw you gripping the sheets.”

“Awe, And here I thought I was being a good actress.”

Sukuna laughed, but That was suddenly cut off by a choked sound deep in his throat as your tongue gently ran around the base of his cock. “F-Fuck— I think it would be simple enough. To pretend that you’re sleeping.” You cockd eyebrow up at him.

“Wanna bet?” He took his bottom lip between his teeth as he nodded his head. “Pretend you’re sleeping, and I’m going to suck your cock.” He signed heavily, flexing his fingers to prepare himself. “Then we’ll see who’s the better actor.”

Spoiler alert: Sukuna lasted a whole ten seconds before his fingers were fisting in your hair, and his cock was being forced deep down your throat. It’s safe to say you won that bet; your consolation prize was sitting on his face. But Sukuna would argue that he was the real winner as he ate you out as if he had won the gold medal.

Nanami Kento:

Autumn was one of your favorite times of the year. You Nanami were always baking together, cooking, and going out for coffee. But some of your most favorite things to do this time of the year was to stay in and watch movies. But it, unfortunately, was also one of the busiest times of year for Nanami, being a sorcerer.

The onset of seasonal depression meant more curse spirits were roaming around. That called for more Jujutsu Sorcerers to be called in to destroy the spirits. Which sometimes cuts into your evenings together.

Because of this, Nanami always felt terrible when he came home, and you had already slept on the couch or in bed. The TV played in the background, or you had a book sprawled against your chest. He hated being away from you, especially when he wanted to do nothing more than spend the day naked in bed with you, enjoying your joint, shared time off.

These thoughts, the raw, primal need, had Nanami Confessing this to you. “I hate to be so vulgar. But I would much rather be in bed and be inside you than out here and somewhere in the warehouse.” You gasped overdramatically, and Nanami could see the face you were making, and that made him smile.

“Oh my god, so vulgar that you Confess that you want to have sex with your wife!” Nanami shook his head with a chuckle. He took his glasses off, eyes focusing on the pavement before him.

“You know what I mean. By The time I get home, you’re gonna be fast asleep. And I hate to ask you to stay away for my sake.”

“You can just use me when I'm sleeping, you know.”

Your words had him blinking in shock as he tried to replay what you had just said. “I’m sorry, love. I think I misheard that. I must have a bad sign—” Your laughter was like music to his ears.

“No, you heard me. When you get home and you're feeling horny, just use me! You have my permission.”

Those words hung in the air as Nanami made it home. He had been contemplating if you genuinely wanted to go through with what you had said. He was the type of man who got pleasure from you being pleasured. So, for him to just take what he wanted and not return the favor or make you feel good, he wasn’t sure if that was something he was capable of doing. This was probably something that the two of you could discuss later.

He needed a second as he walked into the house, where you would be fast asleep, and it was one of your two favorite spots.

When he entered the living room, he found you. But he saw you in a way he had never done so before. Your T-shirt and sweats had been discarded somewhere else and replaced with a navy blue sheer babydoll lingerie dress.

The sight of you in that dress had all his reservations gone. Seeing you in such a tight-fitting dress. He had his cock standing at attention. He groaned, groping himself through his pants as he tried desperately to keep his composure. God, he was so pent-up. Between the busy days at work and not spending as much time with you, Nanami was contemplating what he wanted and needed to do.

You had said it was okay. You had given him your permission, so it should be okay. At this point, it would have to be okay because he needed you so fucking bad.

He crawled on the couch, his hands ghosting over your bare skin. He grinned, watching how your body squirmed underneath his touch. His lips gently peppered over your skin as he pulled his cock out of his pants and boxers, coating it with his spit. It was only when it was slick with spit that he pressed into your tight, wet heat with a groan.

He would never get used to how tight you felt. It was a sweet, comforting feeling as he began fucking you slowly. He grunted, eyes fluttering shut as he worked himself in and out of you, savoring the soft whimpers that rose from your throat with each stroke of his dick.

Between his sweet, slow thrusts and the kisses that ghosted over your skin, you slowly woke up. Your soft whines echoed through the living room as you opened your eyes, coming face to face with your husband. When he realized you were awake, Kento groaned, slamming his lips against yours in a feverish kiss that left your toes curling.

“Mhmm~ welcome home, baby~” you mumbled against his lips as you wrapped your arms around his neck. “How was work—”

His lips pressed firmly against yours again, making your eyes go wide with the pure ferocity behind it. “Shh, I don't want to talk about work. I just want to savor being inside of you.”

“Yes, Sir~”

He continued slamming into you with his cock, his thrusts becoming faster and less paced. He kissed you, caressed your breasts, and continued to whisper how much he loved you. He thanked you

Thank you for giving him the opportunity to make love to you tonight. His praise, his gratitude left you squirming, feeling hotter. In fact, everything in the room seemed to get hotter and more intense with every move you made. You were never expecting him to go through with this, but you were glad it did.

There was a familiar tightening in your lower abdomen, and you knew you were close to coming. You grabbed the short strands of Nanami’s hair as best as you could. “I’m so close, Ken, I’m so close to cumming.” He picked up the pace of his thrusts, pounding you so hard that the lamp beside the couch started to shake. “Oh my God, Kento! Fuck yes, baby--ah, just like that!”

“Oh yeah, Love! Cum all over my cock, darling.”

He reached down, rubbing your clit while he continued thrusting. Your legs began to tremble, your inner walls clamped down on his cock, and the coil inside of your abdomen finally burst. You kissed Nanami, smothering the cries that were escaping your lips. Nanami kissed back, moaning just as loud into the kiss as his body stiffened. Nanami remained standing, his hips jerking as he milked his orgasm out. You were clinging to him for dear life, afraid you were going to collapse after the intense sex session.

“Ooh, god.” You whispered, the familiar drowsiness washing over here. “S-See, that wasn’t so bad.” You purred in his ear, and Nanami hummed contently in response. “Anytime you want to use me like that, feel free to, Ken~” Your words were warm and thick like honey, leaving a trail of shivers down Nanami’s spine.

“You're sure about that?” He asked with a grin. “Anytime I want? I think you might regret that. Because I’m going to take full advantage of that offer.” He sat up slightly, kissing the tip of your nose.

“Oooh, Kento~” You cupped his face with a smile, your thumb pads brushing over his cheekbones. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

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WORDS OF AFFIRMATION • JEY USO

authors note: hello my darlings! I’ve recently been working on a new mini project called “love language” which includes 5 writing pieces written based on the 5 love languages featuring my fav wrestlers. this piece is the first of the series which I am super excited to share with you all. I hope you enjoy and let me know if you would like to be tagged in the next part♥️

summary: jey found a creative way to help remind you how beautiful you are.

warnings: 18+ (y’all go watch baby einstein or something this is for grown folks 🧍🏾‍♀️) porn w/out plot, dom!jey uso x sub! fem reader, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!) missionary position, praise, daddy kink, slight orgasm denial, small aftercare moment.

word count: 718 words

“come on mama…say it for me.”

jey growled in your ear, his voice low and rough sending shivers down your spine. if you weren’t so intoxicated off the delicious feeling of his dick relentlessly stroking against your g spot, you’d protest how unfair he was being. 

your legs clung tighter to his waist, nails digging into intricate ink on the sweat slick skin of his back as his thrusts grew deeper, each one pulling a soft moan from his lips which vibrated against your neck.“baby…I’ll stop right now if you don’t say it,” he whispered in your ear, a threat laced with a dark promise you knew he didn’t want to keep. the way your pussy clenched around him, warm slick and needy, made it clear you weren’t going to last long along with himself, but he needed to hear those words.

you hesitated, torn between pride and the aching need that jey could only satisfy. but as the peak of your orgasm began to slip, his rhythm coming to a torturing halt, lust and desperation won the round. ”I’m..I’m beautiful.” your voice so soft and needy it barely rose above both your mingled breaths…but he heard it. those words were a lifeline, pulling you both back into the intoxicating rhythm that had your eyes rolls to the back of your head.

jey’s lips curl into a satisfied smirk at your whispered confession hung in the air, the heat between the both of you simmering to a boil. “damn right, that’s my girl,” he murmured, his voice laced with praise, and the way he gazed up you with his brown eyes made your heart race faster and your pussy even wetter. 

his hips snapped back into motion, thrusting into you with renewed intensity, each stroke pulling a choked cry out of you. “fuck…feel so fucking good daddy..” you sobbed, your hands gripped him tighter, nails creating crescent indents on his back, eliciting a low moan from him that almost made you cum on the spot.

jey leans down, his mouth trailing hot, sloppy, open-mouthed kisses along your jaw, nipping at your earlobe before saying, “you gon’ be my good girl?” spank! a heavy hand comes in contact with your ass, making you yelp. the stinging sensation sending a wave of arousal to your core. “y-yes!” you plea with tears streaming down your cheeks, squirming when his other hand slides between your legs to play with your engorged clit. 

“you gon’ cum on this dick for daddy?” spank!

“yes daddy imma cum for you.”

jey let out a deep, satisfied groan as he rewarded you with a harder, faster pace. his body slammed into yours with a force that had your breath hitching and your vision blurring. he was getting relentless, each powerful thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through your nervous system, and you knew you wouldn’t last much longer.

“mhm you so damn beautiful,” he growled. “and mine.” his possessiveness was enough to send you over the edge, and with a final cry of his name, you came. white-hot pleasure flooding your psyche as you convulsed and gushed around him.  

he wasn’t too far behind, the vice grip your pussy had on his dick pushed him to his limit. with a few sloppy thrusts, he buried himself deep inside you, filling you up with thick white ropes of his cum. his body shuddered with the force of his orgasm as he groaned your name. 

for a moment, the world was still. only the sounds of ragged breathes of you both who had just given everything to each other. then, slowly, jey pulled out of you, momentarily watching his cum leak out of your swollen mound before resting his sweaty forehead against your own. as he caught his breath, a lazy but satisfied grin spread across his face mirroring yours. 

“you were so good for me, mama.” he praised, kissing the hickies he left on your collarbone. his voice was rid of any roughness and was replaced with a softness that could lull you to sleep. “always so good for me.”

all you could do is sigh in appreciation, body still trembling from the aftershocks of your orgasm. in that moment, all of your insecurities from earlier were washed away and was replaced with a newfound contentment and confidence.