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—🏎️ . 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐍𝐃-𝐎𝐆𝐎𝐂'𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 !

✮ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 ✮ 𝐌𝐘 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 !

⇝ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐝 ! ⇝ 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 !

✮ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 !

⇝ 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐮 ⇝ 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 [𝐬] ⇝ 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟 [𝐟] ⇝ 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭 [𝐚]

—🏎️ . 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐀 𝐎𝐍𝐄 !

🏁 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐂 𝟏𝟔

✮ 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒 [𝐬]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲.

🏁 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐙 𝟓𝟓

✮ 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀, 𝐒𝐎𝐋 𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐑 [𝐟]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜��𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮. (𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐤𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐥)

✮ 𝐁𝐄𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 [𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐮,𝐬,𝐚,𝐟]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦. (𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞)

🏁 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝟒

✮ 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐗 [𝐬,𝐚]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. (𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐱.)

✮ 𝟒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 [𝐬,𝐚,𝐟]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐫𝐢'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

✮ 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐥𝐥 [𝐟]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐬! (𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢; 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞)

✮ 𝟐𝟒 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐆𝐎 [𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐮,𝐚,𝐟]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦! (𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤 & 𝐣𝐚𝐜𝐤'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞)

✮ 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩. (𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐨'𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞)

🏁 𝐎𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐏𝐈𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈 𝟖𝟏

✮ 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃 [𝐚,𝐟]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐱 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐬! (𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐬: 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐥)

✮ 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦. (𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐨'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐧)

🏁 𝐋𝐄𝐖𝐈𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐓𝐎𝐍 𝟒𝟒

✮ 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐰𝐛. (𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐡 𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝.)

🏁 𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝟐

✮ 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 [𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐮,𝐚,𝐟]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞.

✮ 𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐔𝐒 [𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐮,𝐬,𝐚,𝐟]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦. (𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐬)

🏁 𝐌𝐀𝐗 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐍 𝟏

✮ 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐃.

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐱 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫.

🏁 𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐎 𝟏𝟒

✮ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞.

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧…

—🏎️ . 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐀 𝐓𝐖𝐎 !

🏁 𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝟖

✮ 𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐎 [𝐟]

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

🏁 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝟏𝟐

✮ 𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄-𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞. (𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐲'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭)

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧…

—🏎️ . 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐘𝐂𝐀𝐑 !

🏁 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐎 𝐎'𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝟓

✮ 𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀

𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. (𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐥𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐚)

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧…

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eveningstxrr · 2 months

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hii!! i love ur account so much<33 could i request a lancelot x reader where reader is meliodas and elizabeth’s child and her, tristan and lancelot have a sleepover and lancelot and reader end up cuddling eachother? tysm<3

✮ ˛˚ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 ✮ ˛˚

synopsis: the tristan platoon are supposed to be having a sleepover together, and as the prince’s younger sibling, naturally you’re invited to join them. however, lancelot is there too and he makes it his goal to get on your nerves. but, there’s nothing a good cuddle can’t fix!

content warning: fluff, ooc lancelot since he’s relatively new to me, reader is tristan’s younger sibling, lance and the reader bicker a lot.

author’s note: i’m glad you enjoy my content, thank you for this request anon!! i hope it’s up to your taste!! like i said, lance is new to me so he might be a bit out of character, but i really enjoyed writing for him!!

word count: 2.4k

✮ ˛˚ 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ✮ ˛˚

IT’S A FAIRLY NORMAL DAY IN LIONES, you’re out and about doing your normal royal duties which consists of assisting the villagers, dropping off some weird magical artifacts and herbs for hendrickson, assisting more villagers. you know, the usual. by the time you’re finished with all your duties, it’s dusk and you’re covered in grime and sweat.

you wave goodbye to the nice family you were helping out before mounting your horse alexander to head back to the castle, your pace is much slower than what you usually go by. you want to get home as soon as possible to take a nice long bath and get something to eat, sure, but at the same time, you longed to watch as the sun descended behind the clouds. it’s not everyday you get to do that with how busy you are nowadays.

your mind wanders as you ride. you take in the cool breeze, shivering when the wind blows a little too harshly. if you catch a cold neither your mother nor your older brother would let you hear the end of it. they’d baby you ‘till you can no longer stand it.

speaking of your brother, you wonder what he’s up to. ever since he was officially established as a knight of the apocalypse, you’ve barely seen him. he’s either out doing one thing or the other with his platoon or training to get stronger.

truth be told, you miss being able to do runs like these together. you sigh sadly as you recount the times you guys would prolong your outings to get some snacks or watch the sun set, sometimes you guys would wait ‘till the sky is filled with nothing but the twinkling stars. your father would always give you both an earful but he gave up after a while seeing as it was reoccurring. it became routine. but now, you can barely say good morning to tristan, sometimes you don’t see him for days on end. it’s lonely but you don’t want to express that empty feeling, he’s busy enough as is. you’ll just spend your days playing with the children of the village to pass time.

as the castle comes into view, you slow down even more, taking your sweet time before you’ll have to depart from your beloved steed. “welcome back, your highness,” the guards at the castle’s entrance greet as you trot in. you wave to them as you hop off alexander's back, leading him over to the stables where the horse tender takes him off your hands.

you stretch, popping your back and shoulders as you walk down the large halls of liones castle, heading up to your room to take a quick bath. by the time you’re out and ready to relax, the sun is out of view and the moon has begun to peek out from the horizon. “the days seem to be going faster now,” you mummer, “winter is closely approaching.”

you shut the door to your room behind you as you make your way to the kitchen. your stomach had been growling throughout your bath and the maid helping you had left to prepare something as per your request. as you draw near to the grand kitchen, you hear hushed whispers and little squeals which elicits a raised eyebrow of curiosity.

you peek into the kitchen, and lo and behold, your brother and his platoon are there all dressed in comfortable pyjamas as they gather some snacks. your snacks. you love your brother, you really do, but nobody takes your snacks.

“i’m gonna whoop his—“

“what’re you doing, y/n?”

you let out a screech, your soul almost leaving your body. you turn back to face the person who’d come up behind you, and your eyes meet lancelot’s ruby ones. he looks down at you, his arms are crossed over his chest, and he has an eyebrow raised in his typical sassy fashion.

“lancelot, you scared me…” you huff out, standing up straight. you awkwardly scratch the back of your head. this is not a good look for you.

“you should’ve heard me coming up behind you. don’t tell me you’ve been getting sloppy with your perceptive skills, your highness,” he leans closer to you, getting far too close for your liking.

“of course not! i was just… preoccupied,” you lie through the skin of your teeth, turning your head away to stare into the dimly lit hallway. lancelot says nothing in response, but gives you a teasing smile in return.

“sure, princess. sure.” he obviously doesn’t believe you. he pats your shoulder and walks into the kitchen, his hands in his pockets and back hunched in terrible posture just like his dad. god these two are so alike.

“princess y/n!” isolde squeals in delight, engulfing you in a warm hug the minute you step into the kitchen. you can’t help but grin when she scoops you into her arms, holding you off the floor to nuzzle her cheeks against yours. isolde gives the best hugs, hands down.

“hey, isolde. long time no see, eh?”

from the corner of your eye, you see jade waving to you and next to him is chion who just gives you a stare before turning his attention back to your older brother. typical.

“y/n! when did you get back?” tristan is quick to give you his own hug when isolde sets you back onto your feet. you wrap your arms around him and take a moment to relish in his warmth before answering his question.

“about an hour ago. i was in the bath.”

your brother hums in response, giving you a squeeze before he pulls away. “we were about to have a sleepover, would you like to join us?”

a sleepover, huh? that explains the pj’s and the snack theft. but, it sounds like a nice way to unwind. why not? it wouldn’t hurt, right? you follow after the tristan platoon and lancelot as you all make your way to your brother’s bedroom, the site for the sleepover tonight.

“i’m surprised you stuck around, lance,” you look towards the blonde who scratches his nape, heaving a sigh at the nickname. he doesn’t dislike it, really. he finds the intimacy in nicknames quite comforting, but when you call him that, he gets all nervous and jittery. he hates that feeling, it’s too out of character for him.

“didn’t i tell you not to call me that?”

you let out a huff at his comment. he should know by now that you’ll use every opportunity you have to annoy him. “aw but, lance,” you make sure to stress the name, silently snickering when he side eyes you, his face bearing an exasperated expression. “i’ve been calling you this since we were in diapers! why does it matter now?”

lancelot rolls his eyes at you, your shit eating grin serving to piss him off further. however, he makes no move to speed up his walking pace, it’s not like he’s actually mad at you. a little annoyed, sure, but, you’re the only one in the group he can actually stand so he might as well swallow the teasing. “cram it, princess.”

you let out a fake gasp of offence, dramatically placing your hand onto your chest. “lancelot! how vulgar!” you hear tristan snicker as lancelot lets out a loud groan in response to your antics.

when the lot of you finally reach the prince’s bedchamber, jade is quick to run in and flop onto the big mattress, sighing in content as he practically melts into the cotton. you follow suit and cuddle up to one of the pillows. the familiar smell of lavender immediately engulfs you and fills your senses, bringing back nostalgic memories that run as far back to your toddler days.

you clutch the pillow tight, thanking whatever deity that’s out there for allowing you this chance. they must have taken pity on you when you were reminiscing earlier and granted this opportunity. when the space beside you dips, you look over to see lancelot and notice how he still has his shoes on, not caring if the white bed sheets get dirty because of them.

“how crude of you to get on the bed with shoes on. dirty shoes no less.” lancelot’s left eye twitches at the jab you’d made. you’re seriously making him contemplate not being as nice to you as he normally is. so much for being the most tolerable one of the group.

“i suggest you watch what you say to me, princess,” he folds his arms over his chest, kicking off his shoes nonetheless. you cringe when they hit the wall with a thunk.

“what will you do if i don’t, hm, lance?” you egg him on, shooting him a pointed look. he scoffs at you.

“you really want to find out, princess?”

“alright, you two, no more fighting!” isolde scolds from her place at the foot of the bed, her cheeks puffed out in a pout. tristan nods in agreement.

“isolde’s right, we’re here to have fun and relax. put your bickering aside for tonight, please?”

you and lancelot side eye each other but grumble out your respective affirmations. tristan smiles at your compliance.

“now, let the fun begin!!”

remember when you said that partaking in this sleepover wouldn’t be a bad thing? yeah, you take that back. wanna know why? lancelot made it his mission to annoy you tonight.

you’re playing hide and seek? he’s making sure to scout you out first. you’re playing card games? get ready to lose five times in a row. it’s like he gets off at your misery. maybe you should ask his mom to teach you how to conceal your thoughts because this is just getting ridiculous.

“aaaand, i win, again! you really suck at this, princess,” lancelot gives you a smug smirk and it takes all your self restraint to not jump over the table and start brawling with him, but you’d probably lose at that too, so you just pout in annoyance instead.

“that’s just by luck, don’t get cocky!”

“mhm, sureeeeee.”

sensing that your patience has thinned considerably, tristan is quick to intervene. you really might start a fight with lancelot and that’s the last thing you all need. meliodas would definitely give you an earful about how “you need to conduct yourself with decorum,” even though he acts the exact same when your uncle ban pisses him off.

“how about we head to bed? it’s gotten really late,” the silver-haired prince smiles, already packing away the cards.

“oh come on, what’s one more round? the princess seems to be dying for another rematch.”

lancelot disregards the glare you send his way, your brother sighs. “y/n, do you want to play one more round?”

you see a flicker of pleading pool in his different coloured eyes and shake your head. you’ll get lancelot back at your own time, you guess.

“aw, scared i’ll kick your ass again, your highness?”

“shut the fuck up or i’ll shove those cards up your ass,” you hiss at him.

“oh, yeah? how crude of you to speak in such a vulgar way, princess.”

your eye twitches in response to his teasing and isolde is quick to hold you back from doing something you would most definitely regret when morning comes.

“that’s enough! to bed, both of you!”

you pout when tristan takes on a scolding tone of voice, grumbling about how lancelot started it. the man in question just shrugs. if all he had to do was annoy you to get so many cute reactions from you, he might as well make it into a habit. you already do this with him everyday, surely you can take what you dish out.

finally, you all settle into the king sized bed all ready to fall asleep, but there’s one tiny problem. lancelot is right behind you, breathing down your neck. when isolde suggested you all cuddle up on tristan’s bed, you didn’t mind being squished together with your childhood friends and your older brother, but having lancelot behind you was not ideal. it’s not like you hate him or anything, really, you don’t. it’s the opposite actually. you like him, that’s the problem, and you fear that he can hear your heart palpitating or he can hear your thoughts spiralling out of control at how close he is. you can feel his warmth bleeding into your skin. he’s so, so warm.

“can you please stop thinking so loud, princess? it’s hard to get some shut eye when all i hear is how warm i am.” your soul almost leaves your body when lancelot whispers into your ear, his breath tickling your sensitive skin. you want to crawl into a hole and die there.

“…sorry.”

lancelot can’t hold back the chuckle that escapes him and wraps an arm around you. he leans in close enough to give you a teasing peck on your neck, fully aware of how sensitive you are. “go to sleep, princess.”

gosh, now there’s really no hope for you.

“aww, they’re so cute!!”

“shh… don’t wake them!”

you’re pulled out of your peaceful slumber at the hushed whispers around you. what the hell are the yapping about so early in the morning?

“shut your traps,” you hear lancelot’s voice come out in an annoyed grunt and feel his arms tighten around you. hold on, his what tightened around you?

your eyes flutter open and you see that you’re pressed against his chest, giving you a front row seat to the ethereal sight of the sun illuminating his face just right. wow, he really is a fairy. it’s not fair how beautiful he is, especially so early in the morning.

“like what you see, princess?”

when your eyes meet his ruby ones, you feel as if you’ve died and reached heaven. he grins down at you. you were too busy admiring him that you couldn’t even say anything back, huh?

“good morning to you too, i guess.”

you’re snapped out of your daze and push him away, quickly getting up and making up some half assed excuse before running out of the room. isolde chases after you, fully set on teasing you while the others, with the exception of chion, try to make sure the both of you don’t wake up the entire palace. lancelot chuckles, the image of your flustered face will forever be in the back of his mind. yeah, he could definitely get used to this.

@𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓𝐗𝐑𝐑. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲, 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬

#nanatsu no taizai #the seven deadly sins #mokushiroku no yonkishi #4kota #reader insert #4kota lancelot #4kota tristan #tristan platoon #✮ ˛˚ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ✮ ˛˚#✮ ˛˚ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 ✮ ˛˚#✮ ˛˚ 𝐇𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 ✮ ˛˚

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kyunzin · 4 months

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I’m requesting true form!sukuna to ovetstim fem!reader while using all his hands to play with fem!readers body, if you have time of course-el🦋

I made time for you😘

𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦

pairing; true form!sukuna x fem!reader

cw; double penetration, manhandling, choking, after care

a/n; I hope you like it, I don’t know what I was thinking when writing this

everyone knows that sukuna loves toying with you. his favourite little pet, not that he would ever call you that out loud, though if anyone were to ask who he favours the most you would definitely be the first name to come out of his mouth.

I mean could you blame him, your reactions are just so interesting to him, all the sounds he can elicit from you as he uses his hands to manhandle you into all and every position he wants. whether that be oner his lap, on top of his face, sitting you on his cock or just as a light weighted blanket when he is pretending to sleep.

he makes sure all his hands are occupied. one hand in your hair while you suck him of choking on his length the one other holds your throat making your job harder, the third jerking the section of his cock that cant fit in your mouth, he’s working on making be able to take all of it and the fourth collecting the dribble falling from your mouth to wipe it all over your face

your favourite position with him is when he has you riding his cock two of his hands doing all the work by lifting and dropping you on his cock at a relentless pace and with both of his hands squeezing and playing with you tits flicking your nipple and sucking one of them into his mouth. or when he uses his other two hands to either flick and pinch your clit or choke you.

his favourite position would be when he’s fucking you from behind, one hand on your waist while he uses the other to spread your ass cheeks as he watches both of his cocks disappear inside you looking at the ring of cum formed around the base of his cocks. the other hands are occupied with holding you upright and one of his hands stuffed down your throat muffling your moans.

the both of you especially love when he fucks you in missionary one hand holding one leg over his shoulder the other holding the other leg to the side, the third hand holding onto your waist as he fucks you into the sheets mercilessly and his last hand intertwined with yours. he even brings up your joint hands to kiss your hand lovingly in contrast to the way he fucks you like he hates you.

he even sometimes leans down to fold you into a mating press holding both your legs to the side while he pumps you full of his thick heavy load that’s sure to get you pregnant. he uses his other hands to hold himself above you not wanting to crush his pet pet. he enjoys this position a lot because it’s gives you easy access to his back where you scratch and claw leaving deep and heavy marks in his back which he is sure yo show of as he walks around shirtless.

your screams moans can be heard from miles away as he experiments on pleasures you, all the servants know not to disturb the two of you when you are together. or maybe it’s from the known fact that anyone who comes near you will be killed without thought, everybody knows of the servant that had hid head cut of because he felt brave and tried to peak in on the two of you sukuna only lifted one of his hands from your body and rid the servant of his life.

history will call the two of you owner and pet, sukuna likes to call the two of you lovers not that he would ever say that to anyone. it would ruin his reputation as the king of curses but when it’s just the two of you snuggled up togther after a rough session of fucking he’ll gently rub any sores you have with all his hands massaging your flesh and whispering sweet nothings into your ear until you fall asleep in his arms so long as your content he has nothing to worry about.

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

@riowmie @tyunixia

#✰𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐍✰#✰𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒✰#sukuna x y/n #sukuna smut #sukuna x you #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna #jjk x reader #jjk #jjk smut #jjk sukuna

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moralesluvr · 11 months

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what do you think miguel’s reaction would be if you told him that he scares you?

oh boy.

you're safe with me ft. miguel o'hara

♡ pairings & aus: miguel o'hara x black!fem!reader ♡ summary: after getting into a heated argument with your boyfriend, you tell him that he's scaring you, which crumbles his heart ♡ warnings: miguel being OD per usual bc why are you yelling rn? angst with a happy ending ♡ a/n: first miggy fic woop woop ur the best for requesting this! love ya ♡ got a request? | masterlist ♡

YOU WEREN'T CRYING UNTIL HE SAID IT.

You weren't crying until Miguel starting lashing out at you, angrily balling up wads of important papers and hurling them at the wall, whether you happened to be a barrier between it and the papers, it wasn't really his concern right now. All he cared about was getting this new burst of anger out, and of course, it had to be something to do with you.

Miguel loved you, you knew this. He's said it, he's shown it to you, and he has no problem admitting it to other people. But sometimes you felt as if a person really loved you, why on earth would they be acting like this?

He stood behind his work station, fists angrily swelling as they curled themselves up into a ball. You could hear him breathing, but he refused to speak to you, because he knew that he would say things that he'd immediately regret if he did.

You, on the other hand, were standing up against the wall, now useless papers littered at your feet. Sniffled sobs ricocheted off of the brickwork behind you, your tears behind caressed by the wood floors that you stood on. You started for the door before stopping in your tracks, "Miguel. Look at me."

At first, he doesn't. But when he doesn't hear your footsteps fading to walk out, he slowly pivots on his heel, walking over to you heavily. You look up at his deep brown eyes, murmuring softly, "You....Y-You scared me. And I'm not...I'm not talking about past tense, either. You scare me, Miguel. I am scared of you."

You watched as the man before you crumbled at the mention of you being scared at him. Never in your life have you seen him look so sad, so downhearted, like he had been defeated by his own actions. His eyes are glossy as he reaches for you, and you subtly flinch, but he picks up on it.

"I..." He starts, biting the inside of his cheek at a loss for words. His big, calloused hand comes up to hold your cheek, which you sink into his palm when he caresses you. "I'm sorry, cariño, I-I didn't mean to...scare you." He whispers the last part of the sentence like it's a plague, as if he was disgusted by the contents of your conversation. You sniffle and look up at him through wet eyelashes, "'S okay."

"No, no, it's not." Miguel protests, shaking his head at your sweet response. He then brings both hands up to your face as he holds you dearly, so tender, as if he's scared to cause any harm to you.

He continues to talk, "Ay coño, mi preciosa. I hope you're not afraid of me-- I don't want you to be. You shouldn't have to be. You deserve better than that."

"Then be better, Miguel." You stated, your jaw hardening. He picks up on that and he rubs his thumb along your jawline and cheeks, murmuring sweet nothings and apologies to you. He nods,

"I will, I promise, I will."

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raynehmms · 9 months

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𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐀 𝐁𝐢𝐭 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞

𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭! 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨 𝐱 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

“Wait that shit hurt.” You squeeze your fist tighter small crescents forming in the palm of your hand. Choso lifts the needle off the plush of your thigh and wipes the ink off with a paper towel. “You okay?” His red eyes connect with your light red ones both of you being high. him a little more than you. “M fine just need a little break. Please.” You close your eyes and lay your head back against the black leather head rest. “Take your time.” He caresses your inner thigh lightly just enough for you to feel comfortable but not enough for you to feel any discomfort. This isn’t your first tattoo in-fact you have had many tattoos done by him in multiple different places. “You good now?” He looks at your relaxed expression, eyes raking over your golden brown skin. You open your eyes and make contact with his and breathe deeply. “I’m good. How much longer?” Your eyes relax as his hand comes in contact with your cheek. “Like 5 minutes not even.” He gently kisses your lips while his thumb traces your cheek. You kiss back your eyes fluttering shut as your hand rest on his waist. He pulls away and looks you into your eyes only for a few minutes, after a few minutes he pulls away and picks up the tattoo gun again and puts his hand back on your thigh and starts again. “Only a little longer baby. Just a bit more I promise.”

𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐬𝐟 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬........

#𝐌𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍!!♡︎#black reader #choso x you #jujutsu kaisen choso #choso x reader #choso x female reader #choso x y/n #choso x black!reader #jjk choso

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hellaverse-icons · 3 months

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Adam icons !!! 🎸 (requested!)

free to use, credit to @𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞-𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬.

#hazbin hotel #adam hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #hazbin hotel icons #icons #rp icons #rp resources #🪽✧.* ─ 𝐈𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒.#🪽✧.* ─ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒.

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ning-lover · 3 months

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𝓢t͟y͟le i𝓬on , @eun-luv S𝓲𝔃e 0̷ ᯓ★

#★ 𝐍𝚰𝐍𝐆-𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 #𝐍𝚰𝐍𝐆-𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐒 ࿐ྂ #giselle #giselle aespa #aesthetic aespa moodboard #y2k moodboard #y2k aesthetic #kpop messy moodboard #kpop moodboard #moodboard aesthetic #messy moodboard #alternative moodboard #kpop gg #messy aesthetic #clean moodboard #soft moodboard #unfiltered moodboard

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renxholics · 1 year

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searching for something specific? you may find what you are trying to find here. there are some things that will pop up and will not pop up when you use the search function, though. please keep that in mind. [requests open]

things to include while searching:

format, snippet, headcanon, fic, etc. snippets are one detailed scenario paragraph, headcanons are about three to five detailed paragraphs, fics are seven to eleven detailed paragraphs. snippets are like a one paragraph fic, headcanons are actual headcanons :

characters, varies per format. up to seven per snippet, five per headcanons, two per fic. the exception to this is if you request a group like first years, dorm leaders, staff, et cetera. this does not apply to fics, keep the fics focus on two characters at most :

type, fluff, mildly suggestive, angst, etc. fluff is just soft cuteness, mildly suggestive is not anything explicit but it may be a little bit more descriptive about the romance, angst is for when you feel like having your heart broken. you may mix around and ask for fluff to angst, angst to fluff, etc :

romantic or platonic, things will be written as romantic unless specified otherwise. if one of the requested characters is staff, the reader is assumed to be an adult and likely a faculty member, it is especially important to specify with those characters :

acceptable things to search include the following:

i will write poly, but only in headcanons or fics. snippets are a bit too short for me to include three people at once. do not mistake poly for love triangles, if you request poly i assume all characters are dating, including the boys, and in a happy relationship with no jealousy : unsure what it means?

media!reader. if im unaware of the franchise i can research it, but i’m pretty happy to do raiden!reader or something like that, game, movie, show similar reader and how the boys would be with them :

aus, i’m really down to write those! there’s my CRAU series i had a few months back i created where you are the game and they are the players i’d love to continue if anyones interested. if there are any other aus, feel free to suggest! ex an au where you’re the magic one and they’re magicless, au where they get sent to earth thanks to the mirror, etc. :

just general headcanons. if you don’t want a reader and just want general headcanons about Leona and how he plays with his nephew and secretly cares about Cheka i am willing to write for that :

all main characters from twisted wonderland that have sprites. if you wanna request neige, che’nya, rollo, crewel, trein, even the ghosts, grim, najma, etc. then go ahead. if they are mentioned and don’t have a sprite, rielle i will not write romantic or platonic, but may throw the name around somewhere in passing like the twins mentioning him, etc. :

a lot of things are essentially requestable, as long as they don’t go against what’s written down brow. if you’re unsure, send an ask or dm :

unacceptable things to search include the following:

anything that goes against my discover page. [byf/dni] make sure to read carefully before interacting :

nothing related to piss, scat, religion, or physical description, things such as ethnicity!reader, height!reader, weight!reader, etc. it’s not a matter of whether or not i am one of these things, it’s a matter of inclusivity. i try to leave physical descriptions out of my work, if you do not agree then find somewhere else to read free works :

the reader to have a gender. i absolutely will not write for fem readers or male readers, i will only write gender neutral with they/them pronouns. i respect you, just as i respect people with other pronouns, neopronouns, etc. not everyone is male or female. if you use a gendered term to describe the reader in your request, i may consider just deleting :

nothing related to ableism will be permitted. i refuse to write for any physical disabilities, or mental disabilities i do not have or relate to. it’s not a matter of research, it’s a matter of even if i know someone with it or read, i still have never personally experienced that pain and do not wish to romanticize it in any aspect, way, or form. i know asl, it does not mean i represent deaf people. just to clarify, any illnesses such as a cold or unspecified made up illness, along with injuries like broken arms or strained back are perfectly okay and permitted :

something that specifically looks like it were requested to another person. same spelling in ask, typos, etc. if it were requested to a different person within the past week that i manage to notice, i will not do it for awhile, or in general. this also includes another author’s original idea, please, please respect authors, i do not like people requesting something to me or seeing my original works then sending it to someone else, and i do not want to do that to someone else. it feels terrible. i also do not like the thought i may be stealing an idea from another person. if you’re a mass blog requester of the same request, do not include me :

i will not do anything that i deem makes me feel uncomfortable, or breaks my rules, thank you :

𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐒𝐄. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇.

#༘˚₊➳❥ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒.✉️ - ͙۪۪˚┊

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meraxesruin · 20 days

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#〔 ❦ 〕 ─── 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐗𝐄𝐒𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍

i put this under basically anything i post, nothing special.

#〔 ლ 〕 ─── 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀'𝐒 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊

anything i've written that has been my idea completely!

#〔 ও 〕 ─── 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀'𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒

anything i've written that has been requested by my followers!

#〔 დ 〕 ─── 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒

me answering an ask.

#〔 ✎ 〕 ─── 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀'𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐒

me reblogging a fic/imagine i really like!

#〔 ❦ 〕 ─── 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐗𝐄𝐒𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍 #〔 ლ 〕 ─── 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀'𝐒 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊 #〔 ও 〕 ─── 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀'𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 #〔 დ 〕 ─── 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 #〔 ✎ 〕 ─── 𝐋𝐔𝐍𝐀'𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐒

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websterss · 5 months

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐆 — 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐄𝐑

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒: Can I do a request for Cole Walter where he and the reader are about to sleep together for the first but she figures that he just will hook up with her and go back to Erin. But he actually has feelings for her and he found out it is her first time ever so he makes sure to tell her that he actually has feelings for her. (Some mature content if you’re cool with that)😏

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒): Angst, fluff, only indication of smut at the end, no actual smut.

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 2,804

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Cole Walter x fem!Reader

𝐀/𝐍: I hope you enjoy it! I don't how to feel about this lmfao. Listen I suck at smut so I'm sorry there isn't any my love. Also, I don't do taglists anymore guys!

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

If there was one thing you couldn’t let go of it was trying and not being able to have a conversation with Cole. You found it difficult since he had been avoiding you like the plague. He’d brush past your shoulder in the halls, and if you locked eyes in public he was already walking the other way. Your friendship has been one for the history books. A long-lasting friendship since elementary, but you wondered when and if your bond was soon to expire. You wanted to keep trying though because trying meant you wouldn’t have to lose Cole for good.

You had had your doubts the second Katherine had invited you to attend Haley and Will’s wedding. Your doubts clouded your mind as you felt your presence and attendance would cause a great deal of stress or frustration for Cole. Seeing as how he didn’t want to talk to you, you did your best to stay far away, sit far, but even then you watched as he left in the middle of the dancing. Heading towards the barn. You had wished you had gone after him sooner, but you waited, waited till everyone was asleep. Anxiety was all you felt as you faced his workshop shed. The light was on indicating that he was in there but if it hadn’t been for the banging and clanging of tools against metal you would have assumed otherwise. It was only one foot after the other. You thought to yourself. Some part of you told you to run and turn, but he was alone and in his element, this would have to be your only time to get your chance. You had to be brave, and strong, but you were not at the moment so you went head first, heart second. You had opened the door and made your way inside. You complicated whether to make your presence known but it ended up being one hesitant knock followed by two certain ones. You had barely made your way into the area before his voice made you halt in your tracks.

“Didn’t expect you to be hanging around still. It’s late, shouldn't you be on your way home by now?”

“H-How’d you know it was me?” You gape at him like a fish out of water, not having expected him to speak first.

“You’re the only person I know that knocks after walking into a room.” He continued to twist a bolt. “Plus you do things in threes.”

You gaped at him. “No, I don’t.”

You watched as he turned his eyes towards you, a shit-eating grin on his eyes as he leaned to his left. His hand curls into a fist as he reenacts your entrance. Tapping against the metal for effect.

One… two three.

“Three times.” He smirked, raising his left brow. You wanted to slap him then and there.

“Didn’t peg you as the type to pay attention to things like that?”

“Like what? Like how you scrunch your nose and close your eyes when the sun is in your face, and continue to have a conversation like that. Or how you like to listen instead of speaking when you’re in a group. It's just how observant you are. Or how you do things like knock three times after entering a room.” He chuckles, pointing and mocking where you entered. “Or how you don’t ask or expect anything from anyone because you feel like you’re being a burden. Which you’re not. Or how you go out of your way to help others so much, even though some people don’t deserve to be blessed by your kindness. Or how you prefer bikes to cars cause it means you're helping out the planet a little bit more. Or how you prefer Custard instead of Murphy now because when we were younger Alex said you’d be fine riding him…but then you fell off and you got hurt, and it took a long time to get you to trust us again, and get you back on a saddle. Or… how you’ve been nothing but sweet to me when all I’ve done is treat you like shit.” He slams the hood of his truck down causing you to flinch. Regret fills him instantly. “Or…how you hate loud noises because it reminds you of all the yelling that happens at home.” If your heart could stop you’d have collapsed dead on the floor before him. But it hadn’t, it only skipped and increased in speed because you never thought he'd be so attentive to you.

“Still don’t peg me as the type to pay attention to things now?” He opened his arms out and gave a tight-lipped grin.

“What happened to us?”

“I don’t know what you mean.” He brushes past you like he’s done so time after time again. He walked over to his work table looking for a torque wrench knowing the one he needed was over by the truck in his toolbox. He just couldn’t face you right now.

“Cole…will you look at me, please? I’ve been trying to talk to you for months now and-“

“Have you seen my torque wrench anywhere I can’t find it?” He cut you off.

“Cole, I’m serious, if you’d just give me a second-��

“Can we not do this tonight? I need to work on the truck okay? It needed more work after it broke down on me and Jackie the other day and I’d appreciate it if you-“

“Can you just look at me for once, dammit!” You walk over and bang your fist on the hood and flinch. You see his side profile first before his body follows, he raises a brow at you unimpressed.

“On my truck.” He gestures to where your fist rests.

“I have been trying and trying for so long now to get your attention. To talk to you.” You run your hands down your face. “Because I miss you…” You gesture an open hand to him. “I miss my best friend. I miss wanting to know how your day is going or if your knee has been hurting, but I can’t do those things because you don’t give me the time of day.”

“I’ve been busy…” He shrugs.

“Busy right? Yeah, I know what you've been up to.” You close your eyes. “Look Cole, I don’t know if I’ve done anything to make you want to avoid me but if I have then I’m sorry.” You let your head hang forward. “I don’t know what to do anymore…” You hear him before you feel his hands touch your skin gently. In a soft gentle caress, you can’t help but lean into his palm. “I’m sorry…”

“Hey, you don’t have to be sorry for anything. I’ve been a jerk okay…I've been a shit friend and an even shit brother, but I’m working on it. I am. Things will be different. Okay, if my speech was anything to go off of, I meant every second of it. Meeting your person…When I met you, nothing, nothing else mattered to me. I should’ve realized it sooner too but when do I pay attention to you.” He joked slightly, causing you to roll your eyes. “I should've held you closer because as my mother likes to remind me constantly. You’re good for me, to me, and way out of my league…” Cole laughed lightly. “I guess what I’m trying to get at is I’m sorry…for everything. I know I don’t deserve to be forgiven for the way I’ve treated you.”

“You don’t.” Cole retreats his hands from your face. Accepting that as your final word. He’d have walked off with a nod if you hadn’t given him the sweet smile he loves seeing on you. “It’s a good thing I forgave you two days ago then..”

“Wait what?”

“Thanks for fixing my bike by the way.”

He breathes out a laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. “How did you know about that?”

“I had to take Luna to the vet since she got out the night before, she came back with a limp, but that’s a story for another time. Anyway, your mom and I chatted and she assumed we were on good terms again and asked if you had given me my bike back yet. It didn't take long to put two and two together. That and I’ve been missing my bike for a week now.”

“Can’t trust her now.” He joked.

“When did you even take it?” You shook your head.

“When did you start asking people for rides again?” He raised a brow at you but laughed as you went to playfully smack him for he was the reason for your lack of transportation. “I was driving the boys home from school when I saw you one day kneeling beside your bike. I wasn’t spying by the way, I just happened to see you in all your damsel ness…” He dragged out the s.

“Right…” You squint your eyes at him in amusement.

“I figured it could’ve been the chain since you complained about it falling out one time, so it was either that or the tires finally gave out because let’s face it, sweetheart, that thing was ancient.” He started walking backwards with a smirk. “It was supposed to be a surprise but I guess now is as good of a time as any.” He grabbed a hold of the sheet that covered it and yanked it off.

Your heart did stop then and there. You gasped quietly as a cherry red bike was presented before you. Cole rolled it over in front of you before pulling down the support lever. Though it had been the basket with a pink bow on it that caught your attention. It was beautiful.

“You fixed it.” You reached a hand out to touch it but left it hanging mid-air. Too scared to ruin it. Break it. “And…painted it?” You raised a confused brow at him.

“No. I got you a new one.” He grinned sheepishly as you looked up at him in shock. “The basket was a personal touch I added to it though. I thought you could use something to carry your backpack and books, and the flowers you deliver on Wednesdays. You’ve always carried your bag on your back so I thought this could help take that heavy weight off your shoulders.”

“Cole…T-This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. Thank you…” His heart swelled as you flashed him a smile. You looked back to the bike…thinking he must’ve spent his paycheck on it. You couldn’t believe he’d done such a thing for you.

“You’re welcome bug.” He nodded. “You deserve something nice. Plus your old bike was on its last limb. That and I thought it’d be good for me to get some exercise in. Work the leg out some more ya know. Believe it or not, I don’t remember the last time I ever rode a bike.” He chuckled.

"Bug...You haven't called me that in a long time."

"It's my name for you..."

"Yeah, I know it is..." You mutter softly. You thought about the name for a second before your brows furrowed in confusion. “Wait if you got me a new one…What did you do with the old bike?”

“Ah thought you’d never ask. I fixed it.” He jogged back over to the corner. Rolling over the old rusted red one out. He swung a leg over the seat. “Thought you can use the company on Wednesdays.”

“Keep me company huh?”

“Yeah, I think it’s time I find a new hobby.”

“Sulking bored you out.”

“Among other things…” He shrugs. “I want things to be different.” He cleared his throat and held your gaze.

“I’m happy for you Cole.” You nodded.

“Anyway…Let’s test this bad boy.” He pedaled out a few feet then you both watched and heard as the clank of the chain fell out. It lay on the floor. You looked up in time to meet his gaze. You had to cover your mouth to keep you from laughing.

“Thought you said you fixed it.”

“Yeah…The chain won’t stay. So expect a lot of stopping when we go out on them.” He gave a sheepish grin.

“You took the old one.” You stated. Turning back to your new one with a new sense of warmth and longing.

“You were due for a new one. No way I could keep letting you ride this thing. I mean, look at it!” He judged the rusted two-wheeler.

“Hey don’t make fun. She held out for as long as she could.”

His eyes flickered onto you, lingering on your eyes a little longer before he let his eyes roam to your heels, up to where your dress ended, then his eyes raked back up to your pouty lips. The accidental double entendre wasn’t lost on him. You had held out for him as long as you could too and he’d been nothing but an ass.

“Yeah, she sure did…” He nodded slightly. You hold his gaze for a bit longer then look away.

“For what it's worth. I appreciate you doing this for me.” You grew closer to him, a timid stance as you fiddled with your already chipping nail paint. “I don’t think I can show you just how thankful I am, but all I got is this.” You exhaled, then leaned over to press a kiss against the side of his cheek. Cole closed his eyes wanting the touch of your lips to linger on him a bit longer. You pulled away the slightest, your eyes flickering down to his lips before you averted your gaze. Cole’s chest rose and fell at the sudden change in the atmosphere. He often wondered what your lips pressed against his felt like. Thoughts and questions he probably shouldn’t have had like what did you taste like? What noises he could get out of you. He was hungry for your touch, and he wasn’t about to ruin the opportunity to do the one thing he longed for.

You watched as he stood up from the bike, letting it lean on the support bar. You took a step back as he closed the distance between you two. His hand reached up to find its place again against your cheeks. “I’m gonna kiss you now.” Your breath hitched at his words. “Let me know if you’d like me to stop.”

“Okay…” You had closed your eyes shut as you waited for him to lean in. It was the barely-there brush of his lips that had you gasping for air. It was the effect he had on you. When he was sure you wouldn’t pull away from him, he slid his hand underneath your jaw holding you there as he walked you both to his work table. The wood had met you back as he knelt to pick you up. Your hands slid over and into his locks. Tugging him closer to you as he stood in between your thighs.

“Say the word…” He pulled away from your lips kissing down your jaw, onto your neck. “And I’ll stop.” He breathed out as he took note of each sigh of contentment you let out.

“D-Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” You lifted his chin to have him look at you once more. You curled a hand into his hair and crashed your lips onto his.

“I won’t stop then.” He pecked your lips, pulling back in a teasing manner. You grabbed both sides of his face to press your mouths together, having enough of his playfulness. You just wanted him then and there. You knew you were in for a long evening hearing him unzip his slacks. His belt buckle following next.

“P-Promise this isn’t just a one-time thing. That this won’t be like Erin or any of the other girls you’ve been with. That you won’t leave after this. This is my first time after all.”

“Is that what’s worrying you?” He leaned in and pecked your lips sweetly.

“Would you be upset if it was?”

“No. Thank you for being open and honest about your concerns to me. But I promise you this time it's different, with you it’s different. I feel something when I’m with you, and I don’t want to find out what my life will be like if you aren’t in it any time soon, but as long as you’re game. I’m in this for the long run.”

“I thought Cole Walter didn’t do relationships…” Cole knew you were only kidding by the teasing in your tone.

“Yeah well that Cole didn’t know what love felt like until he met you.”

“You love me?” You grin feeling that warmth spread over your heart once more.

“I love you.” He nodded certainly.

#cole walter #cole walter x reader #cole walter x fem!reader #cole walter imagines #cole walter oneshot #mlwtwb imagines #mlwtwb #my life witih the walter boys imagines #my gif #writings by juls

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soullessdianthus · 9 months

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𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐔𝐓𝐘: 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐅𝐀𝐑𝐄 | 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

↳ 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 about what I do and do not write.

☔︎ ─ angst ☀︎ ─ sfw ♡ ─ nsfw ⚔ ─ dark 🎄 ─ christmas theme ❤️ ─ valentine theme

SIMON "GHOST" RILEY

𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒: "Coming home" | X | ☀︎ Summary: Your boyfriend returns from the latest deployment and you’re ready to spend a nice evening together. But his past haunts him especially during the night while you lay in his arms. "Forbidden fruit" [ Ghost x Reader (x König) ] PART 1 ☀︎ | PART 2 ☀︎ | PART 3 ♡ Summary: During the mission somewhere in Austria, König takes an interest in TF 141 medic. Little did he know, she’s Lieutenants Riley’s girlfriend. ↳ 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄: | X | ♡

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒: "Enemies to lovers" | X | ☔︎ ♡ "Number 5 w/Simon from Nasty Prompts" | X | ♡ "Number 14 & 15 w/Simon from Nasty Prompts" | X | ♡ "Number 11 w/Simon from Nasty Prompts" | X | ♡

𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒: 🎄 "Krampus!Ghost" | X | ⚔ ♡ "Stalker!Ghost ⟶ Kidnapper!Ghost" | X | X |

KÖNIG

𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒: "Shepherdess" | X | ♡ ⚔ Summary: Mean soldier König takes advantage of peasant Reader and forces her to have his babies. 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒: "Perv!König" | X | ♡ ↳ 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄: "Brat taming" | X | ♡ "Perv!Boyfriend!König" | X | ♡ "Perv!Landlord!König" | X | ♡ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒: "König comforting the reader after a miscarriage" | X | ☀︎ ☔︎ "Perv!Landlord!König & breeding kink" | PART 1 | PART 2 | ♡ "Number 13 w/König from Nasty Prompts" | X | ♡

JOHN "SOAP" MACTAVISH

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒: "Perv!Soap" | X | ♡

𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒: 🎄 "Early Christmas" | X | ♡ ❤️ "Valentine for Ber" | X | ♡

RODOLFO "RUDY" PARRA

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒: "Domestic life" | X | ☀︎? "Dating Rodolfo Parra" | X | ♡ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒: "Perv!Rudy" | X | ♡ 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒: "Biker AU w/Alejandro" | X | ♡

TASK FORCE 141 & OTHERS CAMEOS:

𝐎𝐍𝐄-𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒: "Butchery" | X | ☀︎ Summary: Task Force 141 is sent to gather intel from cartel's warehouse. However, their informations were flawed and they were cornered by hostiles. Soap got shot and it doesn't look good. What will they do in a stalemate as such? "Astray" | X | (tumblr) | X | (ao3) ⚔ Summary: Reader's everyday life had been turned upside down since she had been recruited to join Ghost's team. As a young, but prominent soldier she had to face many obstacles, but there was one in particular that made her blood boil ━ Commander Phillip Graves of Shadow Company. Little did she knew, that the blonde man with angelic was face going to make her suffer and bleed, wishing for the embrace of Death to swallow her whole. 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒: "Perv!Graves" | X | ♡ ⚔ "Perv!Gromsko" | X | ♡

and more to be added...

#masterlist #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #modern warfare

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cynical-ghost · 2 months

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Formula 1 Masterlist:

✰𝐌𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍 ✰

-> 18+ works will have a warning.

★ Charles Leclerc

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

☆ Max Verstappen

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

★ Kimi Raikkonen

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

☆ Oscar Piastri

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

★ Platonic grid

(All banners are made by @cafekitsune please go check her out!)

#f1 #f1 smau #f1 x reader #formula 1 #formula one #charles leclerc #charles leclerc smau #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #max verstappen x y/n #max verstappen

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kyunzin · 3 months

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Hii could you do jealousy nsfw hcs for kaiser aiku and sae with fem reader? Thank you if you do

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞

characters; 𝐊. 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐀. 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐈. 𝐒𝐚𝐞

cw; them being jealous (f!reader)

tags; nsfw, public sex, shower sex, marking, wall sex, creampie

a/n; sorry this took so long

𝐊. 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥

✰ anyone, especially his teammates, acting too friendly with you can set him off.

✰ he doesn’t say anything in the moment but you know something’s wrong when he goes quiet and slips a possessive arm around you.

✰ it’s only a matter of time before he’s taking the two of you away from the scene leaving everyone confused at your sudden retreat.

✰ he doesn’t take you home but brings you back to the boys locker room and corners you.

✰ “you didn’t know what they we’re doing, don’t lie to me”

✰ even when you deny he still isn’t satisfied lifting you by the back of your thighs and bringing you to the showers.

✰ he fucks you in the showers not bothering to contain your sounds slapping his pelvis against your ass the wetness from the running shower creating unmistakable sounds of your cunt being pounded.

✰ “scream louder. make sure they know who’s fucking you”

✰ once the both of you finally finish you get dressed but he makes you put on one of his jerseys bringing you back out to everybody.

✰ there’s no doubt that they heard you, from the way their cheeks are rosy and how they have their head down in shame.

✰ you however stay quiet slightly leaning into him with a slight limp as you walk around with him head held down.

✰ he walks with a proud smirk on his face head held high rejoining conversations as if he wasn’t balls deep inside of you mere seconds earlier.

𝐀. 𝐎𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫

✰ sees some guy trying to approach you in the stands, even when you decline he still trues to push himself onto you so you move away and find a better seat.

✰ he plays the rest of the game with a newfound agression that scores him 2 goals.

✰ after the match he finds you quicky telling the security about the guy before taking you you back home.

✰ you barely make it back to the bedroom before he’s hastily striping you of you clothes and fucking you against the wall.

✰ kissing dark bruises all over your neck and back, firm grip on your hips as he leaves a few bite marks along the side of your throat.

✰ “maybe if I leave enough marks they’ll leave ya alone”

✰ the both of you cum once like that and he still has enough resolve to carry you to the bedroom where he focuses his attention on the front of your body.

✰ leaving love bites up along the inside of your thighs before eating you out hungrily, nipping the side of your thigh when you try to push him away adding to his litter of marks.

✰ once he’s made you cum on his tongue and fingers he crawls over you and adds more marks up your chest and neck while slowly fucking you only stopping when your covered with his marks.

✰ “anyone who tries to do anything after seeing this is fucking stupid”

✰ he takes a photo of the two of you, all the marks on you neck on display and captions it ‘property of oliver aiku’.

✰ the next game he takes you to he makes you wear a short skirt and a v neck crop top showing of the dozen of marks he left daring you to try and cover them up.

✰ needless to say nobody bothers you that game or any others, they know that he’s claimed you as his.

𝐈. 𝐒𝐚𝐞

✰ it’s the same as oliver however instead of being harassed in public people are making comments about your relationship online.

✰ ‘I can treat you better’, ‘bet I could make you feel better than he does’, ‘I’ll show you how a real man treats a woman’

✰ people only see what the two of you are like outside, how he keeps an almost professional distance from you and create speculations in their head.

✰ once he’s had enough of all their delusions he decides to take out his frustrations on you, not that you mind.

✰ “think those assholes will treat you better than I can baby? i’m the only one good enough for you”

✰ after a match he makes sure to pull you into a heated kiss whil e all the cameras focus on you the crowd and his teammates whistling loudly.

✰ it gets posted everywhere and all the comments stopped except a few brave unnamed commenters who still feel they could do better than him and it doesn’t quell his jealousy.

✰ straight after the game he takes you home roughly fucking you into the mattress, bullying your pussy with his girthy cock, pushing your head down into the sheets.

✰ “do I not fuck you good enough, what more should a whore like you need”

✰ he fucks you multiple times that night the bed under you soaked with your mixed cum

✰ your left with your legs trembling, throat sore from screaming and your cunt well fucked and stuffed with his cum

✰ after that he doesn’t worry about the comments because he knows he’s the only one that can fuck you this good

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

#✰𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒✰#✰𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐍✰#blue lock smut #blue lock x reader #blue lock #michael kaiser #michael kaiser x reader #kaiser x reader #kaiser smut #aiku oliver x reader #oliver aiku #aiku x reader #aiku oliver #oliver aiku x reader #itoshi sae x reader #itoshi sae #sae itoshi x reader #sae itoshi #sae

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moralesluvr · 1 year

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Ok but hobie being reaaally whipped for his gf 😩😩

attached at the hip ft. hobie brown

♡ pairings & aus: clingy!hobie brown x black!fem!reader ♡ summary: just our fav boy loving on us ♡ warnings: none! just fluff ♡ a/n: thanks for your request!! it’s a little short though! ♡ got a request? | masterlist ♡

HOBIE BROWN WAS OBSESSED WITH YOU.

There was honestly no other way to put it.

He didn’t even mean to fall for you, much less have such an attachment to you— but he couldn’t stop. Ever since he had met you and you started hanging around him and his mates more, he found himself falling harder and harder each day.

It started off with simple ‘Hello’s when you saw him at his shows. Sometimes you would be in the crowd, watching him passionately play his guitar. A smirk would be etched on your face as you watched him, his gaze catching yours every once and a while.

Other times he would see you sitting at the bar with a drink in your hand, talking to one of the waitresses sweetly. He knew he was falling hard for you when you came in one night in a little black dress with one your friends, dancing in the crowd. He eventually mustered up the courage to come up to you and ask you out, and ever since, you have been completely inseparable.

Which, even if you wanted to, it would be nearly impossible to get away from your boyfriend. He loves spending time with you even if it’s just a walk in the park or taking a nap in his bed after one of his shows.

In real time, he was cuddled up on your chest while you read one of your favorite books aloud. He was playing with the hem of your shirt as you spoke, looking up at you occasionally when a word would roll nicely off your tongue.

He loved the sound of your voice. You could literally say just about anything and he would swoon— he just felt as if he was at home when he heard you speak. Especially when you spoke about him.

“You’re so pretty, love.” He told you, his eyes glossed over with affection as you rubbed his back. He liked to be vulnerable with you and you let him, but what you loved even more was that he was comfortable enough to be like that for you.

You giggled at his statement as you closed your book,”Thank you handsome. You wanna grab a bite to eat? Maybe go out?”

“I was thinkin’ we just stay home, eat some Chinese, and watch a movie, yeah? That sound good?”

“Very good.” You smiled, kissing your boyfriend on his cheek as you pulled him closer to you in your embrace.

You were so very lucky to have him.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 ☻ thank you for reading!

𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 🎸: @lipstickstainedshells // @Dee-m-cee // @euphorichappiness10 // @adoree-kaelynn // @leycondones // @allex560

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