#IM SORRY IM LATE I SAW IT RIGHT AWAY BUT I WANTED TO DRAW SOMETHING FOR IT FIRST

[tastesousweet]

⭒ vampire love

chris sturniolo x fem!reader

summary : they were each others’ go-to hookup in highschool, chris is back in town and y/n surprises him at his window. based on “vampire love” by yung bruh.

warnings : basically pure smuttttt :P & they’re both just whiney and horny idk. they get fluffy at the end tho

mickey speaks : uhhhh 1st post & im showing my whorism already !!!! oops

Y/N - 12:56 AM

are u home?

CHRIS

yea i landed this morning

Y/N

u never told me ☹️☹️

CHRIS

i know it was a busy day for me

CHRIS

i’m sorry

Y/N

well wyd right now?

CHRIS

texting u 😘

Y/N

cornball. go back to LA

CHRIS

nah im actually just sitting here watching

family guy in nick’s room

Y/N

tell nick i say hi aw

Y/N

i missed u guys

CHRIS

i missed you bruh

CHRIS

i wanna see u but i don’t want u

leaving the house this late for me

CHRIS

i’ll def come see you tomorrow tho

Y/N

oh??? that’s crazy bc i would get

“come over” texts from u at 3 am

in highschool 😭😭

Y/N

like who am i speaking to rn

CHRIS

a gentleman tf🤦‍♂️🤷‍♂️!!!

message laughed at by Y/N !

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Y/N - 1:23 AM

you still watching tv?

CHRIS

nah i’m in my room now

Y/N

oh ok

Y/N

sooo.

Y/N

i’m at your house????

CHRIS

WHAT

Y/N

window …😊😊

chris immediately shuffles from his bed over to his window, seeing you with your face illuminated by your phone light.

he smiles and goes to text you,

CHRIS

what r u waiting for?? get up here

he looks back to see you roll your eyes in response and begin to move the same ladder you used in highschool over to chris’ window.

chris pries open the window with his bottom lip comfortably tucked in his mouth. he peeks his head out and can’t help but commentate on your situation as you focus heavily on making it up the rickety ladder. “she couldn’t wait twelve hours to see her man, wow. i must be something special, huh?”

you move your focus from your careful footsteps, up to chris, with a smug look and fuckass hat on his head. “maybe she was just a little horny and very bored.”

“she could’ve gone to sleep like someone normal.” he teases more, leaning back as she’s now made it up to his level.

he reaches his hand out and helps her into his room, “does he not want to fuck her or…?” she tilts her head and watches chris close his window.

“shut up,” he laughs a little walking towards her and pulling her into a hug (he makes sure to hold the sides of your bare hips that you purposely have on display, just so you know he saw and he appreciates it) which you embrace deeply. “hottest bitch alive,” he laughs into your hair.

you push him away, laughing at the old inside joke (before anything had happened between the two of you chris took a hit or two from a joint sophomore year of highschool and revealed his attraction to you, declaring you “the hottest bitch alive,” and of course you teased him but none the less took it as a compliment).

he hooks his hand on the waist band of your small shorts before you can get far, pulling you back and laying a soft, short kiss on your lips.

your head is at an angle looking up to him and the corners of your mouth begin to upturn as you chase his initial kiss with another and another, building passion with every connection.

he deepens the kiss while moving backwards towards the black couch at the foot of his bed. upon reaching it you push him gently causing him to fall back onto the plush surface. he draws his hand across his now wet lips as a smirk crosses his face.

chris pats his lap anticipating your willing obedience, only for you to step back and remove your teddy bear slippers you hadn’t gotten the chance to take off yet. he chuckles a little and removes his hat, throwing it behind him onto his bed, and moving his arm to rest behind his head as he lazily watches your every move.

your loose tank top and lack of bra leave little to imagine as you walk back towards him and crawl onto his lap. you try not to let the dopey grin that’s etched on his mouth effect you too much as you move his hands to hold your ass.

he begins to kiss you again, a little harder than before and adding the aspect of his tongue to explore parts of your mouth he hadn’t seen in some time. your hands ghost up his neck and one hand holds there while the other moves to his cheek.

you begin grinding yourself against his lap and he disconnects your lips to hiss at the sensation before kissing up and down your neck slowly.

girl lay yo body down on that fuckin couch

when you begin to moan lowly and grind yourself harder chris lifts you off of his lap and lays you on the couch, now hovering over you.

you’re annoyed by the loss of stimulation and groan, “come backk.” you pull at his white wife beater and chase his lips with your own.

“shhh” he whispers against your pouted lips, dragging himself down to settle on the floor below you, guiding his face between your legs and making them fall on either side of his head.

open up your legs i’m gon’ work my mouth

you whimper and suck your bottom lip in your mouth when he starts to leave kisses and nibbles on your inner thighs. he’s carefully avoiding your clothed center, taking his time loving on you.

“chris,” you let out a breathy whine and reach for his hand, bold enough to place it right at your lower tummy and waistband of your tiny fucking shorts.

chris hums against your center, finally looking up at you with droopy, infatuated eyes. you caress his hand to encourage him to adventure further into your heat.

as much as he loves to tease, his fingers curl and grip the waistband as his fingers dance along the small string of your thong. he smiles at the thought of you putting it on just for him tonight.

“baby, please,” you whine again, louder.

try not to make a sound this my momma house

he kisses the space between your center and thigh, the closest he’s gotten to where you need him most at this point. “shhh, i’ll give you what you want. jus’ gotta be quiet, ‘kay?” he mews before he presses a gentle kiss to your clothed cunt.

you just about sob and fight the urge to push your shorts to the side and force his head down yourself.

he finally sits back on his legs, moving his hands slowly up your legs. “god damn, you’re so precious,” he rasps with a smile as he slowly lowers your shorts down your legs.

“just for you,” you breathe when he’s finally pulls your shorts off and throws them behind him.

“how sweet,” he kisses your ankle before hooking it over his shoulder. chris stares up at you before his eyes flick down to your dripping core, leaving a wet spot at the center of your tiny thong.

he groans at the sight and uses his right hand to pull the cloth to the side as his left hand rubs across your lower stomach leaving butterflies in its path. he moves his index finger through your soaked folds causing you to let out a hushed yet sharp moan.

chris uses your sound of pleasure as encouragement when he dips his tongue into you continuously. when you start to buck into his face he uses his arm to hold your leg (that’s not over his shoulder) down against the couch.

your soft moans are harmonious and you watch as chris closes his eyes and begins to fully enjoy licking at your core. he moves to kiss your thigh again, replacing his mouth with his fingers entering in and out of you slowly. you watch him as he focuses on his fingers’ every move and enjoys his front row viewing of your body’s appreciation of him.

he blissfully lays his cheek on your inner thigh when you bring your hand down to his face and comb through his hair to pull his attention back to your face rather than your pussy.

he shifts his eyes up and you draw your finger across his swollen bottom lip. he slowly smiles at you before speaking, “wanna cum, hmm?”

and to his surprise you shake your head no and begin to take his fingers out of you and bring them up to your mouth.

chris lets out a whiney moan and drags himself up to be face to face with you as you swirl your tongue around his fingers, tasting every bit of yourself. “so fucking hot.” he whispers and replaced his fingers with a rough kiss to your mouth.

you wrap your legs around his waist and hook your arms around his neck while he continues to kiss you. you can feel him moving underneath you to grind his hardened center against the couch cushion so you pull away from him and tell him to sit down instead.

he nods his head and you both trade positions; your face now level with his lower half just as his once was with your own.

you run your hands up his covered legs and towards his hard center and begin to stroke him through his sweats. he lets out a relieved breath as he watches you and anticipates your descent further.

you adjust your position and pull down his boxers and sweatpants just far enough that you can pull out his pulsing member. chris throws his head back and covers his eyes with his hands at the sensation of your thumb circling his sensitive head.

that bitch gon’ give me top, that’s without a doubt

you pump long, slow strokes along his cock while starring up at him hazily. you begin to feel annoyed by his lack of eye contact and pull his attention by guiding him into your mouth.

chris lets a choked moan escape and looks down to you, with a mouthful of his dick and glossy eyes, looking back up at him. his mouth is hung open subconsciously as he fights back his own excessive moans, instead he gathers your hair for you and uses all of his might to not fuck your face.

once you build a rhythm you take him further until he’s fully buried and slightly curved down your throat. his moan comes out in fractures and his grip on your hair grows tighter. “you’re so good to me,” he whispers. you go to move but stop once he pleads, “wait! no, please jus’ just stay right there, baby.” so you begin to focus on breathing through your nose as he holds your head back down.

you stay for a few moments and when you finally gag and pull off of him he thrusts up into air to almost chase the feeling while you gather yourself. “you okay?” his face is pulled tight together but you can’t tell if it’s because he’s concerned for you or his own orgasm.

you nod and his senses are heightened as you start to stroke his cock a few more times but before he can finish you confess, “baby, i want you to fuck me now…”

he gathers your face in his hands and rubs your cheek, “you know i will… but first can i cum, please?”

you shake your head with a smirk, kissing his inner hand but before you rise to your feet you kiss the top of his sensitive dick, to which he uncontrollably spills a small amount of his cum onto your lips.

he feels a little humiliated at his lack of control. “fuck. ‘m sorry i didn’t mean to-” but chris can feel his stomach recoil as he attempts to fight off finishing all over your face right now.

he watches intensely as you lick your lips slowly, tasting every bit of him, before you stand up (your thong showing every inch of your full ass while you walk) and go to lay on his bed. he can no longer see you but he takes the hint when your small tank top is thrown at him.

he exhales and begins to fully remove his clothes as well. he joins you in his bed to see you bare and sprawled out, your fingers tapping softly at your clit.

you whimper when you dip your fingers inside of you then bring them up to his mouth. he hums and sticks his tongue out. you drag your fingers across it before he’s wrapping his lips around them and sucking hard.

you bite your lip at the sight of chris being so willing and eager.

he pulls them from his mouth and smiles while guiding your hand between you both to grab his needy cock. “please.” is all he says before he kisses you.

you pump him a few times before guiding him into you slowly, to which chris moans directly over your mouth, eyes slightly rolled back. you quiet him gently by kissing him again.

i fuck her like a god, that’s without a doubt

he continues the slow pace you began as he guides himself fully in and out of you. the silver of his necklace catches the light of the moon every so often making it gleam as it sways over your face. you find it so satisfying and pretty.

you suck on his neck and whisper that you need him to fuck you hard or not at all. he immediately is quickening his thrusts into you and you muffle a cry into his neck, clawing at his back with your manicured nails.

i got that pussy wet, that’s without a drought

you’re so slick that the sound of your skin slapping together is amplified and chris prays to fucking god his mother hasn’t found herself thirsty in the middle of a rem cycle.

“i need you chris, i need-“ your words spew out and he doesn’t let up, continuing his harsh pounds into your used center.

“hold on to it, baby. ‘m so close, please,” he reaches for your hands and holds them against the mattress on each side of your head as he continues to build to a climax.

you whine and he gives in to you easily. he removes one of his hands from holding yours to rub your clit harshly, “go ahead, give me everything then.”

he continues to thrust himself into you but his eyes stare intently at your face as you fall apart beneath him and squeeze around his length. you’re a moaning mess and he quickly puts his hand over your mouth until you’re spent.

the scene alone causes him to pull out of you and let out a series of low moans while his cum falls onto your lower stomach.

to make the most out of the overwhelming sensitivity you both feel, he immediately guides his cock through your folds, crying out at the intense stimulation. as you try to push him away, and whine his name telling him it’s so much.

he obliges and unknowingly blurts more cum on your thighs as he moves up to kiss you, out of breath.

he sucks your bottom lip for a second longer before pulling apart and whispering, “hold on.” your sleepy figure just nods up to him and he breathes out a laugh before finding his boxers on the floor and walking out quietly.

you try to keep your eyes open but it feels like forever when chris finally comes back with a damp wash cloth, two water bottles, and a bowl of washed grapes (??). your eyes open timidly at the small amount of light coming from his phone’s flashlight. you can see him wearing your teddy slippers though which makes you mentally laugh, but physically smile as he approaches you.

he places the items on a side table and begins to wipe your stomach off slowly, the warmth on the cloth soothing you further. “open your legs, please.” chris already had began to physically separate them but he asks you to open them so that you feel in control of yourself anyways.

“sweet girl,” he compliments and smiles as he wipes your thighs down, kissing your stomach again before making his way to throw the cloth into a laundry basket.

you hum at him and lift yourself up to watch as he opens one of his drawers and offers one of his t-shirts to you.

you slip it over your head easily and he hands you a water bottle and your phone before crawling into his bed with you. you curl up to his chest and he hands you the bowl of grapes which you don’t question because you’re hungry as fuck, why would you deny it?

you thank him and he thanks you for coming to see him tonight.

you both smile into a kiss and you continue to finish your grapes as he closes his eyes in an attempt to get some sleep.

🍊✶𓏲ּ꩜ .ᐟ

AW! everyone cheered. and came (probably)

got inspo for the end bc of this lmao :

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#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x you #tastesousweet #they such nasty freaks ! WHY ARE THEY SO CUTIE THO #chris sturniolo smut #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo triplets smut #sturniolo triplets fan fiction #triplets #chris sturniolo fanfic #smut #aftercare #first post we up

[houseforwhores]

indecision pt 3 | billy loomis x reader

a/n: yeah yeah it's been awhile life sucks not much to say about that, i'm trying here 🫡

wc:885

part 1 part 2

your p.o.v.

you were sitting in the edge of your bed, it was only four in the morning. you had another seven hours before you were supposed to go meet billy. your stomach was twisting in knots as you tried to calm your nerves. sleep has long evaded you. you weren't sure how all of this would work out. but it was too late for regrets now in your mind.

you heard your window being shimmied, you'd rushed over, your eyes nearly buldging out of your sockets as you saw who was in the other side of the glass. you unlocked your window and pushed it open wide so he could get in, he must've changed his clothes somewhere along the way. his new clothes free of corn-syrup and blood. you yanked him inside, he fell on top of you again, much like a few days ago, you cushioned his fall.

you rolled him off top of yourself, before you stuck your head out the window looking both ways before quickly shutting it and drawing the blinds together. you didn't see anyone watching but you were a bit paranoid at the feeling of someone seeing him here.

"billy." you'd said softly almost as if you didn't believe he was here.

"hey doll, god, i've missed you." billy's hand caressed the side of your face pulling you back down to him.

"billy. what are you doing here? what if they've seen you?" your mind losing its filter as your mouth began running like a waterfall every scenario you could think up leaving your tongue before billy pulled you into a kiss, his tongue gliding against your bottom lip asking for entrance which you granted him, his tongue whirled against yours as his hands embraced your waist making all your worries melt at the moment. billy pulled away softly before looking you in your eyes.

"something felt off, i couldn't wait that much longer to see you," billy said wiping the stray tear from beneath your eye, you didn't even know you'd shed.

"billy they wanted me to set you up, they think they're gonna apprehend you in the morning, behind the theater."

"that's where we were supposed to go for our first date," billy paused a small smile gracing his face. "then i decided to take you to that little italian restaurant."

"giovanni's." you confirmed "why'd you come here? what if they're watching me?"

"i hopped a few fences i didn't use the side walk, i think i'm good here." billy said he started to sit up, he looked to still be a little sore, you lifted up his shirt to get a glimpse of the injuries you didn't get to see when he'd initially came to get you. you'd seen some jagged stitches and some yellowing bruises, but it looked like he'd survive, just a few flesh wounds.

"im alright baby, i think we sh-" billy was cutoff by a knock on your door.

"hun? who ya talking too in there?" your dad started to fiddle with the handle

"not dressed!" you shouted before bolting to the door, almost planting face first into the wood as you used your whole body to close the door, while you locked it.

"oh , sorry honey! are you alright? i thought i heard you talking in there to someone?"

"it was just some lame movie dad, now can i have some privacy?" you said more confidently

"ohm, alright. i'm here if you need me honey, i know you don't exactly like me right now- but i- i'm still your father. i still love you." your dad said, he hadn't left the door you could still feel his presence and see the shadow of his feet at the bottom of the door, blocking the hallway light, he must've been waiting for a response.

"yeah, love you too, see you in the morning." you'd rushed out. you saw his feet walk away from the door, you waited a bit more before you decided to relax.

"i think we should go now." billy said and before you knew it you heard gravel crushing the rocks outside as a car pulled in front of your house.

"wait, billy, someone's here." you heard the knock on your door, you listened as your father walked to open the door. you heard the series of locks being taken off the door before your father opened it, your ear was pressed to the door. the words were muffled but you heard them clearly enough

"agent grant? what are you doing here?" you heard your father question. your mouth dropped open as your throat went dry.

"billy!" you whisper shouted as you dashed across your room to grab the bag you packed, you tossed it to him so you could began dressing yourself into something warmer.

"y/n what's going on?" billy asked in a whisper throwing the straps of the bag over his shoulders.

"no time to talk." you said as you began sliding your window open but before you could scatter out your window there was a knock on your door

"y/n" it was your dad again, he'd paused for a moment giving you time to respond, though you hadn't thought of a response. "agent grant is here, he'd like to talk to you."

#billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #scream #billy loomis #scream x reader #scream1996 #ghostface x reader

[nnnyxie]

IZU ANON IS BACK!! So I spent the day in Paris and saw SOOO many couples so I felt inspired (that’s a lie I’ve been lurking around your blog but felt weird requesting so much so close together and didn’t want to overwhelm you so I waited😞) anyways

Hc’s for Soulmate!Izu x Tatooed!Reader because I’m sickly inlove with soulmate au‘s

Especially writing that shows up on the others skin<3 The reader just drawing super ugly cats and doodles all the time- I feel like Izu would be the more artistic one and reader would suck at it but still do it all the time (this is more me telling you my hcs rather than requesting them from you but i literally can’t talk to anyone else about this please bear with me😭) and Izu would like draw SUPER realistic and detailed all might portraits or something and then reader like get’s a villain tattoo because they’re ✨different✨like that and Izu freaks out and somehow finds them through that??? This is like half a fic omg i just got carried away😭 feel free to ignore this I just absolutely went off I’m so sorry ily

izu anon…… your mind….. ABSOLUTELY BEAUTIFUL.

i’m utterly in love with this idea.

i feel like the tattoos won’t transfer BUT!! the stencil that they USE for it does!! (ykwim?? the purple/blue ink they use??)

so one silly little day, he’s just relaxing yk. it’s his day off and he is using it to catch up on a show todoroki’s been raving about (which is unusual for todoroki so you KNOW it’s good!!)

our boy has his old ratty blue t-shirt and worn out grey nike shorts on. feet kicked up on his ottoman, his calves exposed. (do you see where i’m headed?)

now— imagine his surprise when he gets up and notices the purple/blue print of a villain on his right calf!!! (im thinking late 80’s)

he genuinely panics— like he’s seen these stencils before— a few were super badass honestly.

BUT A VILLAIN??? A VILLAIN???

he kind of feels sick because like— what if his soulmate is a villain?? (you’re not, you just like tattoos)

he immediately takes a picture of it!! he plans on looking for you— aka stalking every single tattoo artistry page and the people they tag in their posts, also their criminal data bases, and looking at everyone’s right calf when he goes on patrol.

he’s hoping that IF you’re a criminal/villain, he could help you to become— well, NOT that.

he also goes to bakugo about this and asks if he saw anyone get a tattoo of it recently (because bakugo definitely would get tattoos, i just know it. it’d be all skull and fire themes too) (plus he recently got one) bakugo just says, “the fuck? you think i know everyone with a tattoo? what kind of dumb thinking is that?” and poor poor izuku is panicking because he upset bakugo (he actually didn’t, bakugo was just taken aback by the picture) izuku apologizes profusely (bc that’s his thing) and bakugo go just tells him to stfu and that he MIGHT know who tattooed the image because he recognizes the style. sooooo he takes izuku to the parlor and introduces him to…….

YOU!!!!!!! yes, you tattooed yourself!!!!

you’re bakugo’s tattoo artist!!!

“dumbass, show me your right leg” bakugo yells in your small parlor, like an asshole. this makes you roll your eyes— you’re used to him, you’ve been tattooing him since you both were 19, which was when you finished your ‘tattoo training’. “keep talking to me like that and i’ll drop you from my cliental list,” you turn around after you finished sanitizing your station (bc all good artists do!!) “just show me your damn leg for the sake of this idiot,” he points towards izuku, that’s when everything goes in slow motion, and pro hero deku shines bright. he’s omitting a vibrant color and it’s nearly blinding (omg maybe your quirk is seeing/sensing auras)

(also, we’ll just say you’re wearing shorts for the sake of this)

you walk out from behind the barrier of the station and put your right leg on display. that’s when izuku chokes— it’s full of all the stencils he’s seen and… the villain tattoo. “fucking idiot, why would you tattoo a villain on you? you hate them,” bakugo slaps the side of your head, cause he’s an asshole. “cause it’s badass! plus it’s an old school villain, no one really knows ‘em.” you shrug and smack him back, narrowly avoiding his fresh tattoo (you wanted to hit it so bad) “anyways, why did you wanna know? and speak fast cause i have a client coming in twenty.” he forcefully takes izuku’s phone out of his hands, and shows it to you. “why am i looking at a blank screen? bakugo i don’t have time for this,” you push his hand back. “you didn’t let me unlock it,” izuku secretly rolls his eyes, you caught it though. he pulls up his gallery and shows a picture of his leg with your stencil on it.

your eyes narrow— not wanting to believe it cause like, you’re a small business owner and there’s no way a big time hero could be your soulmate. “yeah no, i have no time for bullshit. did someone send you this or something? trying to turn me in for a damn tattoo?” bakugo grumbles bc he’s ANNOYING (i love him) and grabs a pen. “draw something.” “you know i can’t with no reference. i’m shit without one.” “JUST DRAW! ON YOUR HAND! NOW!” “stop yelling all the damn time.” you grumbled and begrudgingly drew a horrible looking bunny. like— absolutely terrible !!! looking bunny onto your hand. bakugo, being the ass he is, RIPS off izuku’s glove and shoves his hand in your face. “bakugo. there’s nothing there. seriously you’re wasting my time, i need to set up. i don’t have time for jokes.” you go back to your station and start getting the ink ready. izuku rolls his eyes again— at his friend, not you. “that was the wrong hand,” he says in a slightly sassy tone, which was funny to hear from a pro hero. izuku takes his OTHER glove off and walks to you. “here,” he places his hand in front of you and you drop your tattooing gun.

“oh,” was all you said before walking into the back of your shop. you screamed a ‘what the fuck’ and walked right back out. “well, hi.” your smile is very awkward because like— how are you supposed to respond to that?? it’s not everyday that your soulmate ends up being a pro hero. “uhm… so can we meet after your uhm, next appointment?” he asks, very very shyly, it was like he was a high schooler all over again. you just give a head nod and write your personal number on the back of your business card. “uhm see you.”

months after that fateful day, you and izuku are officially together! he’s drawn you many designs for tattoos. (either for yourself or your clients)

now— izuku may be a very talented artist but when it comes to tattooing? absolutely not. he tried tattooing a small heart in between your fingers as a little practice thing and— let’s just say, it looks like a jacked star. (pls he felt so bad)

while it was a little ugly, you still loved it because he was the one to do it <3

OMG AND THE FIRST TIME YOU TATTOOED HIM— he tried not to cry. like— THIS MF USED TO BREAK HIS BONES DAILY!!! THIS MF FIGHTS BAD GUYS FOR A LIVING!!!! but it’s okay!! not everyone can handle getting a tattoo and that’s perfectly fine!!

ps most of his tattoos are all might hero based.

IZU ANON!!!!! i thoroughly enjoyed this <3

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #/ᐠ - ˕ -マ works — ♡︎ #♡︎ — izuku anon

[qtssvnwoo]

helloo this is my first time requesting so hopefully its not confusing🧌

can i request fluff prompt number 2 and comfort number 9? with draco malfoy

so like basically y/n is kind to everyone including malfoy and y/n has a crush on him and draco asks “why do you love me?” (prompt 2 )and y/n’s like “because i believe theres something good in you” then walks away and draco had this weird feeling and he cant get y/n off his mind and starts liking her then when draco became a death eater y/n found out but she still decided to love him just the way he is and shes always there for draco even tho hes kind of mean to her (prompt 9) and he kinda likes her but dont know how to express hes feelings

im sorry if this is cringe 😞

Of course my love! So sorry if this is late, but, I had such a fun time writing this, so thank you!!

Prompts: Fluff 2: "Why do you love me?" Comfort 9: "I love you okay? Nothing will ever change that."

I See You-Draco Malfoy (request)

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: Maybe bad writing cause I haven't written a fanfic in a while, I've been working on my own story.

A/N: Also, let me know if I should make a series regarding one of the Harry potter characters, I'm going between Ron and Draco right now!!

   Y/n. They were known around the school for being the kindest person in Ravenclaw, most people liked them, all except a few. Draco Malfoy in particular wasn’t so fond of Y/n. He hated the way they smiled at everyone, how they never stood up for themselfyet stood up for everyone else. He hated how innocent they seemed and the way their eyes sparkled when they talked about traveling the world. 

  Ever since they were in their potions class together in 3rd year, Y/n knew they felt something for Draco. They heard his laugh from across the room and saw his charming smile and knew from then on that they were truly in love. Everything Draco did left them in a trance, even when Draco wasn’t so nice to them. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

*Fifth Year*

  The sound of people yelling, laughing and talking didn’t seem to phase Y/n as they sat at the courtyard, drawing underneath a tree. They had been working on a particularly difficult picture that had taken them a couple of days to even get the base sketch down, and they were finally finishing it. They had drown out all the noise of people talking so much that they hadn’t even noticed the sound of Draco’s heavy footsteps approaching them. 

  “What could you possible be so focused on?” y/n tensed up at the sound of Draco’s voice, they weren’t expecting Draco out of nowhere, causing them to jump slightly and blush slightly at his mocking tone. They murmured some words, some words Draco could not understand.

  “I can’t hear you when you don’t talk L/n.” He smirked. Draco was aware of Y/n’s feelings for him, he had known ever since he had heard them talking about it in Herbology last year. Since then, he had decided to make them lose their feelings for him, he had hated the idea of people liking him, or even liking someone back knowing how his path was set for him, he didn’t want to bring anyone into this mess he had to fulfill. 

  “I said I'm drawing! I have to focus, it's a gift for Hermione.” Y/n first spoke with confidence, but, slowly their words got lost in translation as they had felt bad for shouting at Draco.

  “A gift? For the mudblood? How ridiculous! You would draw something for someone like that?” Draco mocked. Before Y/n had the chance, Draco grabbed the sketchbook from their hands and looked at the drawing. 

  “Malfoy Stop! Give that back!” Y/n tried their best to get their drawing back from him, but all he did was dodge them, moving from side to side. 

  “This is horrid! What is this supposed to be? A rat? Or maybe it’s a self Portrait?” Draco laughed to himself, but Y/n didn’t laugh. The words had hurt them, had cut them deep. They knew he was probably only doing it to make them mad, but nonetheless, the poison words coming from him choked them, slowly tearing away their confidence. 

�� “That's not nice Malfoy.” Was all Y/n could say. The cockiness in Draco’s eyes got bigger as he laughed at them. 

  “That's all you have to say? How pathetic.” And with his words, he threw the sketchbook into a nearby puddle. Y/n just stared at the puddle, watching as the pages slowly soaked up the water, causing the ink to run across the pages. They couldn’t help but slowly feel their throat close and their eyes start to water as they watched the drawing slowly get ruined by the dirty water. They slowly looked over at Draco and mustered up a small smile.   “That’s okay, I needed a new one anyways.” Was all they said before walking past Draco and picking up the sketchbook. “I’ll see you in Potions Malfoy.” 

  Draco watched as they walked away, in shock. He had just ruined their sketchbook, something that took lots of time and effort into creating and they didn’t even say anything. 

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  Draco couldn’t help but feel bad the next couple of weeks. He thought about the way he just threw the sketchbook, and how Y/n just didn’t react. When they saw each other in the halls, Y/n would flash Draco a quick smile, and a wave before going back to whatever they were doing. During their shared classes together, Y/n would also often help Draco if he needed something. All these kind gestures made Draco’s head spin in confusion, even though he had just been mean to them weeks prior, they had the courage to still treat him decent?  Draco couldn’t stop the feeling of guilt striking him more and more everyday. So he decided to confront Y/n about it. 

  One day after class, Draco had dragged Y/n  (more rough than he had wanted) into an empty hallway to finally ask their the question that had been on his mind since he had ruined their sketchbook. 

   “Why?” Was all he said. He felt like his throat had been closed, restricting him from saying anything else. But, when Y/n only looked at him with confusion, he continued. “Why are you so nice to me? After everything I did, and everything I said. I ruined your sketchbook, tripped you in the halls, I’ve even blamed you for things you never even did. Yet you still take the blame for it and treat me kindly every single time. Why?” 

  Y/n felt a wave of heat rush over them. They had never planned on confessing the true reason as to why they had been so kind to Draco, but now was a better time than never.

  “Well, I do love you Draco, and-” 

   “Then why do you love me? Why do you continue to love me even though I’m such a horrible person.” 

  “Love is the only force capable of turning an enemy into a friend. Martin Luther King Jr.” y/n responded. Draco looked at them, and he stared. Not because he was confused, but because he had not noticed how eloquently Y/n spoke. Words flew from their mouth like the drop of rain, and had the sweetness of honey when they reached his ear. 

  “What?” 

   “Draco, I see you. I see you as you are. I see good in you and I see someone that is hiding beneath all that tough exterior. You just have to let him out.” 

  Draco looked and watched as Y/n slowly walked away. He couldn’t fathom how someone who he had never shown an ounce of kindness too, could read and see inside him so well. He felt his heart skip a beat as he remembered the words Y/n had spoken to him, his heart raced and his palms started to sweat. He felt weird, silly even. He had never felt this way about someone ever before, Nor did he really want to. 

  But despite his efforts, the next few weeks got only harder for him. The stress of his father making him a death eater, killing dumbledore, and his feelings for Y/n had ridden him with such a burden that he could not even focus in his classes anymore. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

*sixth year*

Draco stared at himself in the mirror. He couldn’t believe what he had become. He stared at the mark on his arm in disgust as he felt tears run down his face. He had seated himself in an empty classroom, away from all people. Except for one. 

  Y/n had entered the room five minutes before Draco arrived, they had wanted a quiet place to draw, but they knew that Draco needed this space more. They knew they probably should have just made a quick run for the door, but seeing Draco quietly cry to himself made Y/n’s heart break. 

  They quietly put their hand on Draco’s shoulder, and whispered his name. He knew immediately who it was and his heart stopped. He didn’t even question if he was right, he just stood up and engulfed Y/n in the tightest hug he could. Both Y/n and Draco’s hearts skipped a beat. Y/n hugged Draco tighter and let him cry into their chest, while slowly rubbing his head. 

   After a while Draco had calmed down he let go of y/n, still keeping them in his arms, just hugging them a little less tight. He looked them in the eyes and swallowed back his pride. 

  “You still love me? After all these years of being mean to you and your friends. After all I’ve done? After all I've become?” Y/n looked down at his arm, they gasped slightly at the mark but did not say anything. They rubbed his arm, bringing it up to their mouth and kissing the whole of the mark slowly. Before looking up at Draco with the softest gaze she could give him.

  “I see you Draco, I see you as you are. Not what burdens you. I love you Okay? Nothing will ever change that.” Draco sighed lightly, letting Y/n continue. “Love is the only force capable of turning an enemy into a friend. Martin Luther King Jr.” They smiled as they repeated the words back to him that they had spoken so long ago. Draco laughed to himself as he held Y/n’s face in his hands. 

  “Thank you. For seeing me. Thank you for loving me.”

#draco fanfiction #draco x reader #draco imagine #draco angst #harry potter angst #draco harry potter #x reader #draco malfoy #harry potter drabble #harry potter fluff #draco fluff

[romanarose]

Steven with a Reader with OCD

Steven Grant x GN!Reader with OCD

You are struggling with obsessive thoughts late at night, and worry how Steven will react.

Warnings: OCD, compulsions, bleeding, aggressive nail clipping ig?

AN: I've been doing a lot better with my OCD lately, I always do better when I feel in control of my life, and I'm always more in control when Im in a stable living environment. Living with my parents was never stable, living with my last roommate was not either, but living in this dorm has been such a sanctuary. Still, there are some things I struggle with, compulsions that have been a part of my life for so long, I don't know if there's a way to go back, I don't remember a time when I had normal nails. Just wanted to write this for a little comfort.

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When Steven woke up and saw you weren't in the bed, he assumed you were in the bathroom, but when you didn't come back to him, Steven was worried so he came outside the bedroom for you. Steven saw you sitting on the couch, legs crossed, the finger tape you had been trying all unraveled on the coffee table.

You saw him, immediately closing your eyes in defeat before going back to work, trying to make your nails 'right' "Sorry" You mumble.

"What are you sorry for?" Steven asked, sincerely.

You tried to stop from crying, angry at yourself. "For failing. I really wanted to break this, but... laying in bed I just could feel everything, and it was wrong, and it was bad and-" You wipe your eyes with your sleeve, and angle the nail clipper far in, proceeding to take off most of the nail on your toe, not that there was much.

Steven saw your low cut, abused nails and fingers, the sensitive skin that wanted to be covered and protected by callouses but now open to infection, the little bits of blood on your feet.

"It's okay, my darling, I know you're trying"

"Not hard enough, apparently"

"Hey" Steven tilted your chin up to him. "You've done really, really, well with others things, love. This is just something that's been around a long time, it's hard to break"

You pull away from him, embarrassed, but unable to stop. "I wouldn't do this if I didn't feel like I had too."

"Yeah, it doesn't seem like something you'd do for fun" Steven offered sympathetically, earning a small smile. Steven was familiar with strange quirks. Steven's bedtime routine before he met Marc was extensive, and Marc was intense about cleaning, so when you began dating, he didn't think too much of your strange eating habits. As things progressed, and you met and fell in love with Jake and Marc, you opened up about your obsessive-compulsive disorder, Steven tried his best to support you, reading all the books and articles possible, and holding your hand when there was nothing to be done.

"It's fucking humiliating" but you don't stop, you can't stop, you're trying so hard to get a nail that was in the skin, digging in at the calloused layers of your body trying to protect you. "Ow!" You missed your goal, clipping the skin and causing blood.

Within a flash, Steven stole the clippers from your hands.

"Steven!" You shout in a panic, never mind it's 3 AM

He stands up, trying to play keep-away but he's not tall enough for that. "You just cut yourself open!"

"Give it to me!" You're in a panic, you need to take care of it, need to make it right even though you know it will never be right.

"I draw the line at you hurting yourself."

"Fuck you." You storm into the kitchen, dropping blood on the carpet as you put on your slides and grab your keys.

"Bloody hell" He sighs exasperated, following you. "Where are you going!"

"To the fucking store to get another fucking nail clipper!"

"You're not driving when you're this upset."

"You don't get to tell me what to do" You clutch the keys to your chest and press your body against the door as he fights to take the keys back, but the pressure of it was all too much. Steven was mad at you, he thought you were weird, and your nails still weren't right and it was bad and things were bad and you had to fix it but he won't let you fix it and can't he see you needed to fix it?

When Steven heard you crying, he stopped, backing away immediately and giving you the clippers. His heart hurting for you, he watched as you, still crying, sink to the floor and start going back to work at your poor toes so fast, like it was the most important thing in the world. "I can't stop" You say through tears.

Steven sighed. "I know." He kissed the top of your head before stepping away. "Do what you need to do, then come to the bathroom when you're ready."

You only barely register what he said, and you certainly don't register the water running in the bathroom, your only though being fix it, fix it, fix it.

When you finally satisfy that ache enough, everything hurts, and you know damn well it's going to hurt more in the morning, multiple infections on your hands and feet, then more as they nails grow in again. Tired and ready for sleep, you pad over to the bathroom with bleary eyes, finding Steven sitting on the tub, looking up at you worriedly.

"Hey. You feeling better?"

"Sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm like this."

"No" Steven stands up, taking you in his arms. "I'm sorry you're going through this, I know it's a lot. Here."

You look at the tub, realizing now theirs steaming water in it, only a few inches high.

"Is that for me?" You ask, curious.

"Yeah, it's really hot, so be carful. I just, I know they usually hurt, I thought we could try and prevent infection?"

You felt like you could cry again. "That would be great. Thank you"

The water was very very hot, Steven first put your fingers in the hot water and washed them with gentle soap, cleaning out all the blood, then after patting them dry, Steven put triple antibiotic gel on your fingers, bandaging the worst one. He then repeated the action on your toes, very careful but thorough on the toe that had been clipped.

As he laid you down on the bed again, tucking you in, he asked. "How are you feeling? Any racing thoughts?"

"No" you shook your head. "Just shit hurting" Before you or him could say more, you broke down crying again. "Im sorry"

"Oh love," Steven quickly embraced you. "You have nothing to be sorry for"

"I'm so fucking weird and gross" You sob.

"No." His voice was firm as he guided you to look at him. "You are not weird, and you are not gross. You are suffering, and it just hurts me to see you like this. I promise whatever I can do to ease your pain, I will. I'm sorry you're hurting, but you're doing so well, and I'm so proud of you."

Steven held you tight that night, the way that always comforted you, relaxed your mind, and although you swore you could feel your pulse in your thumb, and you still felt embarrassed, you felt safe knowing that Steven, Marc and Jake would always love you

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IDK who would even like this but @my-secret-shame-but-fanfiction @howaboutcastiel and @welcometostayingawake bc ur my buddies and you support my weirdly specific shit

#steven grant #steven grant x reader #steven grant reader #ocd #obsessive compulsive disorder #steven grant gn!reader #moon knight #moon knight x reader

[stxrmylxve]

Could you do Tokyo Revengers Mikey x reader (Hinas friend) x Dark Izana. Finds out Mikey has a GF and goes all Yandere or evil.

so im going to be honest, it might be because it’s late, but i had a hell of a hard time figuring out exactly what you wanted.. so i did the sort of thing where y/n wanted mikey ofc but izana jumped in and kinda made it a threesome but not really? i noticed there were three people in your request so that’s how I got to that lol. Hope this serves!

“Look, I told you, he has a girlfriend, y/n. I’m sorry to tell you!” Hina explains as you glare at her.

“No way he does.” you mutter as you munch on some chips, pondering the thought no longer than a second.

“But he does. It’s hannah!” she exclaims.

“hannah..?” you say in disbelief as you scoff.

“No way he would date that trash,” you say as you dust yourself off and collect your things, “cya.”

As you kicked a few rocks, you heard walking and as normal, you expected a quick glance at most. However, this was mikey and hannah, which lit a fire under you very quickly.

She was clinging onto his arm, something he never allowed, even with you. Why the hell could she?

You jog up to them with a sour smile as you greet them both.

“Hi mikey! Who’s this lovely lady?”

“Hannah, my girlfriend.” he says with an affectionate smile as your eyes go wide.

So it was true? They were a thing?

“How long have y’all been together now?” you ask with a forced smile as you look between the two.

“A few days now. We’re so happy together!” Hannah exclaims as she rubs mikey’s forearm.

“ew.” you mutter under your breathe as you ajust your backpack and say goodbye, making sure to kick a bit of dirt onto her new shoes as you turn.

This was just a stupid crush, it would wear off right?

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Watching them was sickening. You watched for days, weeks, months. It got to you. He said that you would be his first girlfriend when he turned 17, why was hannah the first and not you?

Izana had been there for you, letting you yell and say any angers about her/him and their relationship whenever you went over to their house. You never realized he had heard most of it though.

“Hey y/n, can we talk..?” mikey asks as you glare.

“What?” you ask simply as you put your pens away.

“uhm.. I don’t know what I did but I can tell you don’t like me.” he says awkwardly.

“Listen, can we just like… not? I was having a great afternoon studying here.” you dismiss.

“I heard you and izana.” mikey utters as you stop at the doors of the classroom.

“so?” you say after a while.

“I know you don’t like my girlfriend, but why the hell does it give you the right to ignore and hate me?!” he yells as it ticks in your brain second by second.

“Why? What the fuck are you on mikey? You knew I have hated her, for years! I told you, I cried on your shoulder about the damn things she did and said to me! And you’re going to sit here,” you point to his chest as you push him back with your index finger, “and ask why I hate your girlfriend? Save it you man whore.” you spit as you turn around and walk out.

Mikey couldn’t stop the blush that formed on his cheeks but the words still hurt. He saw the tears forming, that’s the whole reason you left. He didn’t even like hannah, but that’s what they all say.

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”But.. izana! He.. he’s dating my e-enemy. He knows that!” you blab as new tears continue to stain his grey shirt black.

“Maybe he forgot. If he is, there’s no reason to cry. You deserve better than manjiro, y/n.” izana says as he draws shapes on your back.

“He wouldn’t ever forget! Do you know the things I did for him? I got rid of his bullies, scared potential crushes away, helped him everyday, and he still went and is dating someone!” you beat his chest as you continue to crumble on Izana’s lap.

”He might have moved on. All I’m saying is that he was just cruel to do that.” Izana says as he lays back and allows you to whimper in quiet to calm yourself.

“I’m here for you, y/n.”

#tokyo rev x you #tokyo revengers #ahhhh #tokyo revengers izana #tokyorev izana #izana kurokawa #yandere behavior #sano mikey manjiro #mikey #tokyo revengers mikey #mikey sano #tokyo rev mikey #manjiro sano #sano manjirou #sano family #tokyo rev fluff #tokyo revengers hina

[th3worstinm3]

The Whole Damn World

okay so I might've gotten carried away? uh the idea is there I hope it's great and tell me if you'd like more parts to this because im debating if i should make it into a series or not :3 ALSO I CAN'T COME UP WITH A TITLE HELP ME WITH THAT AS WELL PLEASE

Noah x OFC (Olivia) (also this story isn't completely proofread so I'm sorry for any mistakes!!)

RPF -> Don't like it? Don't read

☆ | This story contains mentions of drugs and NSFW scenarios

There weren't many things that pissed off Noah, he was a pretty calm person, after all. It's just- her gaze on him is so damn annoying. Annoying because he can't help but stare back at her. Annoying because no matter how hard he tried not to, he liked it when she looked at him. Annoying because he craved it every day of his life.

You see, Olivia wasn't that popular of a girl, she wasn't even the prettiest in the class; still Noah couldn't help but be dragged towards her. Her skin was a light tan, and her eyes were annoyingly beautiful. Very light blue with tints of gray who stared right at his soul. Her hair was mid length, not too long, but not too short either; and it had a black color to it, dyed clearly because you could see her roots starting to show themselves. She had a fringe that covered the left side of her face, and she always wore the same jewelry every time. Her lips were pierced. Noah didn't know what it was about her that he liked so much; she was just another girl in the classroom, after all.

He wasn't the most popular either, but he had a couple friends in the class. He didn't really like them that much, they were junior year assholes who thought they were cool for having sex and smoking weed. Noah wasn't into that, he just wanted to finish school and continue doing what he loved the most; music. Even though the music scene and environment, especially the one he was in, the heavy one, involved a lot of fucked up things, he wasn't that kid. He wasn't a problem child, nah, he prefered to lock himself on his grandparents' basement and write his silly little tunes. Also, his grades were actually good, despite all the issues he's been having lately with his family.

But anyways, there he is, looking at her as she's distracted drawing something in her notebook. Chin in hand, all what the teacher was saying was long lost in his brain, as the only thing he could concentrate on right now was her. He sat a couple sits in front of and on the left of her. She always sat in a corner in the back of the class, next to the window. She liked looking outside at the birds. Noah eyed her arm as she placed a strand of hair behind her ear, and he saw tattoos. A Bring Me The Horizon tattoo. He didn't know she was into them. By her looks, you could've guessed she was into Tokio Hotel, or Emarosa.

He was interested now.

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P.E. class was the worst class, in Noah's opinion. He hated exercising. He always felt out of breath and he got tired easily. Just walking fast could get him agitated. He didn't like basketball. I mean, he liked watching games on TV, but he didn't like playing it, especially as a school subject. He stopped, wiped his forehead with the back of his arm and looked to his side. There she was, far away, sitting on the steps, drawing in her notebook with headphones on.

He thought about walking over to her and sitting next to her. He was about to even, when his teacher shouted his last name. He groaned and went back to the match, eyeing her one last time. The universe always found its way to fuck up everything whenever he tried to get closer to her. It was damn unfair. He wanted to get to know her more.

The bell rang, and he stopped harshly, panting slightly. He fucking hated p.e. class. Goddamn it. He looked up, and cheered on the inside when he saw she was still sitting, drawing and bobbing her head slowly. He wanted to sit down next to her, and talk to her, and see her. Just as he was about to pick up the courage to walk over to her, he saw her look to the side and place her headphones over her shoulders.

He looked at the same direction, and saw a group of girls calling her name. Oh. So she had friends after all. He saw how she tossed everything inside her bag, stand up tidy her clothes and walk over to the group. They all looked like her, so he guessed they were all pretty close. He sighed, giving up. Maybe next time.

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God he was tired as FUCK. All he wanted to do was sleep. Sleep and forget about the world and everything and everyone. Forget about his feelings and his so called "friends". Forget about her. He wanted to forget her, get her out of his mind. Whenever he closed his eyes she was there, and he despised that! Why couldn't she leave him alone?

Last night he stayed up late, 4:30am, writing something for his band. Three and a half hours writing for it to be thrown away with a "not our style." Fuck them, honestly fuck his bandmates. He cursed them. I mean, they were friends, of course! They just always found a way to get him pissed off; often commenting on his appearance, his body, his guitar playing skills. It was exhausting. Still, he knew he would be nothing without them. They got him out of many holes he had fallen in, and he thanked them for that. It's just, lately their relationship has been changing for the worse. He was starting to hang out with Nicholas more, and they didn't like that. They didn't like Nicholas, because he always told Noah he should leave the band, and he always blamed them for being the root of his insecurities. He was right, though. Maybe he should leave them and start a new chapter.

" Sebastian Davis. " He was taken by surprise. He quickly looked up, wide eyes, and everyone staring at him. He felt himself grow smaller on his seat. " Could you please read? It is your turn. " Teacher said. Noah hated literature class. The teacher was an old, fat woman who smelled bad with a horrible humor and she was always blaming him for everything. He cleared his throat, and realized he had forgotten the book at home. He looked down, and shaked his head. The teacher sighed, and called the next person. He heard his friends laugh at him and whisper something.

He wanted the Earth to swallow him whole.

He folded his arms over his desk, and placed his head on them, facing the window. It was a cloudy day, and he could see some lightning in the distance. He closed his eyes, listening to the girl behind him read. Her voice was a bit high pitched, kind of annoying, but bearable. He felt something hit his back. He groaned and loked back; his friends were laughing quietly. He rolled his eyes and decided to ignore them, going back to his original position.

" Miss Olivia, please continue. " The mentioned looked up from her notebook, nodded and then looked at her own book. Noah eyed her tiredly, analyzing her facial features. He found himself smiling slightly when she struggled to find the page. He shook his head and hid his face between his arms, deciding to ignore how adorable she looked when she pushed her glasses up with her index finger.

She started reading after a deep breath. Noah's eyebrows furrowed; this is the first time he's actually heard her voice. It was soft, kinda low. She had an accent, that's for sure, like English wasn't her first language; she still spoke it almost perfectly. Her voice was soothing. He found himself relaxing his shoulders. He wondered how that voice would sound like close to his ear, whispering his name. He shook the thoughts away once they started wandering further. Goddamn it Noah. The last thing he heard was her voice, before he unconsciously fell asleep.

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A hand on his shoulder brought him back. He stirred tiredly and groaned, looking to his side with hooded eyes. There they were; eyes like diamonds staring back at him, eyebrows slightly furrowed and a small smile. Her face was pretty, her features soft as a porcelain doll. Now that he could see her closer, he noticed the freckles adorning her nose and cheeks. Cute.

" Uh, the class finished. You fell asleep and I figured you might want to go home. " She spoke, shy and small. He blinked a couple times, and straightened up when her hand left his body. He yawned and stretched, the folded position he fell asleep in making his muscles ache. She was still there standing, holding her notebook under her arm and her backpack hanged on only one of her shoulders. He looked around, they were alone, and he heard some talking from outside the room, along with shadows of people walking towards the exit. He saw her jump as thunder roared in the background. He found this annoyingly adorable. She was adorable.

She pulled the hood of her jacket to her head, and took one of the straps and played with it, looking at her feet which were slightly rocking forwards and backwards. " Are we leaving or do you wanna stay here... " She asked, almost in a whisper. His eyes widened, a slurred out apology leaving his lips. He quickly placed everything in his bag and stood up, grabbing the jacket from the back on his chair and putting it on clumsily. She tilted her head with a small smile. " Drop Dead? I have a lot of their merch. " She smiled. Noah looked at her. He was slightly taller than her, almost towering over her body.

A breathy "yeah" left his lips as he grabbed his bag, placing it a bit too harshly on his shoulders. He realized they were looking at each other.

Looking down and fringe hiding his rosy cheeks, he started walking towards the door. Small but fast steps followed after him, and he realized they were walking side to side. He smiled to himself and cheered on the inside. Big win. He congratulated himself; he was too shy to talk to girls, and way too insecure to ask them out, so walking side to side with a pretty girl was definitely a win. Still, he felt small around her; he wasn't the big handsome man, he was just a teenager with long hair who everyone called gay and insulted, and she was like- the prettiest girl in the world, in words of Noah.

His thoughts started wandering to that dark palace, and he started spiraling down; clearly no one in their right mind would want to be with him, there were other people way prettier than him and he was just a dirtbag who played in a band and listened to heavy music, the weirdo, some would say.

" Noah? " A soft voice spoke. He looked up; dark cinnamon met calm ocean. Her head was tilted and her expression denoted worry. He wanted to hear his name fall from her lips over and over again; he saved that memory in the things-to-jerk-off-to section of his brain. He then noticed she was covering herself with her arm. " You stopped walking, it's raining Noah you're getting wet, " She giggled. His eyes widened, noticing he was, indeed, soaked wet. He cursed under his breath. She smirked at him and started walking again; he noticed how she stepped in every puddle, slightly splashing water. He smiled to himself and followed behind her.

They were far away from the building, but they were still walking in the same direction. The thought they lived close to each other sparked hope in his heart, but his expression dropped when she stopped at a crossroads. " I'm going that way, " She pointed to the right; he had to go to the left. He groaned. " I uh... I'll see you tomorrow. " She smiled at him, and he felt his heart swell with love. He smiled sideways and held up a piece sign as he started walking backwards. She turned around, and went her way. He did the same.

#bad omens fanfiction #noah sebastian fanfiction #fanfiction #yeah i got carried away #i think

[myevanlydaddy]

Melting part 2

Kit Walker × Reader

Authors note: im so sorry it's been a couple weeks guys. my mental health was NOT good. here's part 2! happy late Thanksgiving!!

Warnings: smut, language, mentions of not believing women, mentions of electro therapy, feel free to let me know what else i need to add!

Five days have passed since I met Kit at Briarcliff Manor, though it feels like I've known him for years. And the days seem so much longer as I dread this unethical electro therapy Sister Jude requests for me.

"That's terrible and inhumane!" Kit exclaimed as I crumpled the paper cup once filled with water he graciously handed me after my little breakdown. He looked furious, "Why? How can they do this?"

I swallowed a big lump in my throat, "My husband, who admitted me here, gave permission and Sister Jude was very pleased with it."

"What? Why would yah husband do that to you?"

I swallowed another lump but this time it didn't disappear and tears streamed down my face. "I caught my husband cheating on me and I refused to sleep with him for some time. He didn't know I saw him though, until I decided to tell him I wanted a divorce. That was the night he dropped me off here. I thought he was taking me to my parents like he said he was."

"Y/N, I'm so sorry." His sincere tone mixed with his Boston accent somehow made him more sexier. He cupped his right hand over my left cheek and used his thumb to wipe away my tear. "I've found a way out of here. When the time's right, I'm running, and you're comin' with."

After that, we spent every minute we could together. Telling eachother about ourselves, talking about our lives outside of the asylum, what the future would hopefully be like, and, most importantly, the plan to escape.

"Theres these tunnels that leads to the outside. No one knows about them."

I looked at Kit suspiciously, "And how do you know about them?"

"My friend Lana," he sighed, "we tried to escape one time but it didn't go as planned." Kit looked at the floor as if he regrets something. "I don't know where she is. I think she somehow got out. I hope so, I hope she's safe."

I gave him a sympathetic look, taking his hand in mine and gently squeezing, letting him know I'm here for him.

The plan was, when the time was right, Kit would turn off the music that was always playing in the day room. Some French song that repeated over and over. We don't really understand why that one song was so important, just that he, and even I, were warned not to touch it, that it would cause a problem. Luckily it'll give us a chance to run, and luck was the only thing we had.

We were working in the kitchen today, I was dealing with rolling out dough with Kit on the opposite side of me kneading it. "5 minutes till' the shift is ova'. You ready to do this?" He whispered with his eyes glued on the dough.

I looked up at him surprised, "Tonight?"

"Yeah." His fingers looked so perfect working on the dough, I couldn't help but fixate. "Everyone is excited about work being done that they will be off the walls, on top of the music, hopefully that'll be ou' way out."

My eyes lingered on him, "Okay, yeah, that makes sense. I'm ready."

Kit must have felt me staring, he took his eyes off his work and gave me a teasing smirk and then back down. All in a blink of an eye. "You know, we shouldn't draw attention to ourselves." I immediately looked back down and continued rolling out the dough, heat rising in my cheeks. "We should keep ou' distance in the day room, can you do that fah me, doll?"

Millions of butterflies entered my stomach while I managed out a quiet little "Uh".

Before I could actually respond, he added, "Don't worry about the music either, I got that unda' control."

A guard scared me out of my thoughts, "Alright, works over, clean up and head out."

One of the sisters came up to me and Kit, "Don't worry about the dough, I'll take care of it." She bundled together the dough on the table and scuddled off.

Kit came around the table to meet me, checking to see if anyone is looking, "Go on out, I'll wash up the table," he softly kissed my cheek, "see you out there." He walked off to get some cleaning supplies.

I stood there for what seemed like so long, melting from his lips on my cheek. I left for the day room though, before he came back.

I went to grab a seat. As soon as i sat down I saw Sister Jude walk in, heading straight for me. She stood right in front of me, "Y/N,"

"Hi, Sister Jude."

She cleared her throat, "I've been seeing you around with a new friend."

"Oh?"

"Kit Walker."

"Oh."

"You do know why Mr. Walker is in here, right?" She spews.

"I do." He told me what actually happened to him and Alma right after I told him about me and my husband. Given the circumstances with my situation, why shouldn't I believe him?

I saw Kit walk in out of the corner of my eye. He was staring at Sister Jude and I, probably thinking the same thing I was, 'hurry the hell up'. Then all I could remember was his warm lips on my cheek and I started getting hot.

"Mrs. Brown," I snapped out of my thoughts, "are you okay? You look faint."

I collected myself to reply firmly, "Don't call me that, that is my soon to be ex-husband's name."

"Still in denial I see." She snickered, "Anyway, I came to see you to let you know your electro therapy starts tomorrow first thing in the morning. You are not to eat or drink anything the rest of the night. Don't make me put you in solitary." And with that, she walked off.

My stomach churned. This plan has to work, I have to get out of here.

Kit winked at me and a couple seconds later, he tripped over his foot and put his hand out on the table where the music was playing. The record player toppled over but only the record broke. The room was quiet for a split second, then all of a sudden, panic gloomed over the patients. Screaming and violent outburst came from every direction, guards and sisters running into the room to help.

Sister Jude yelled out, "I have another record in my office!" and ran off.

I started slowly backing off into the hall and Kit followed. "Lets get the hell outta here." he whispers in my ear. He grabs ahold of my hand and pulls me with him all the way to the back of the building to the boiler room. "Help me move this, doll."

Immediately I let go of his hand to help him move a large bed-looking cushion off the wall. Only it wasn't a wall, it was a very well hidden, hidden door.

Kit opened it up quickly and grabbed my hand again, "Lets go!"

We ran down a long dark hall that eventually ended with another door leading outsode. I stepped out, breathing the fresh air in like it was my first breath. I started crying "We did it Kit! I can't believe we actually did it!"

"Not yet, doll." His voice seemed scared and I followed his gaze. I only caught a glimpse of something crawling towards us and I screamed. Kit took off running after making sure our fingers were tightly interlocked so I would follow right behind him. we ran through the woods for what seemed like an eternity, ducking under branches and barley missing the tree roots poking out of the ground, bullying us to trip, before reaching the road. We ran to the other side, into the brush and hid behind some trees.

I let go of Kits hand and grabbed my stomach, panting, "What the fuck was that!?"

"No idea, that's what me and Lana ran into last time. We were so scared. I couldn't stop thinking about it and I didn't see any legs on it before so I figured we could outrun it."

"We?" I said, standing up straighter but still grasping for air.

"Yeah," He breathed heavily, "I didn't think about that until I met you. I had to figure out a way to break you out of there."

We stared at each other in that moment. Our deep inhales and exhales mimicking the other. Suddenly, Kit stepped forward, backing me up against a tree, and kissed me with such intensity and hunger. I felt high, meeting his needy kiss and opening my mouth to welcome his tongue to explore. My hands cupped his face while his groped my chest. "Mm, Kit are you sure?"

His hands covered my breasts, massaging them even harder, "Shhh, baby. I've been wanting this as soon as I saw yah beautiful face."

Heat pooled in my underwear. His voice, his words, his face is so goddamn sexy. I blushed and he could tell, taking his hand off my chest and gliding it over my cheek. He pulled away from my lips to whisper, "You're so fucking cute." His fingers left my cheek and tangled in the base of my hair. Pulling my head back, he started kissing and sucking. Little moans escaped my mouth. His other hand reached underneath my Briarcliff gown and gently started rubbing the sweet bundle of nerves through my clothed pussy. "You're so wet for me, doll," he groand, his thumb circling my clit faster with each moan he pulls from me.

"K-Kit I need you, p-please."

As soon as he heard that sentence, he immediately dropped his pants and underwear, relieving the bulge from the tight fabric. He rubs the tip of his cock on my clit while I frantically entangle my fingers in his hair. The world stopped spinning once he thrusted in and simultaneously sighed together. Like, we were meant to be. He pulled my head back with each thrust and sucked on my earlobe giving me a new sense of adrenaline.

"I-I-Im gonna c-cum, K-Kit." I managed to squeal out.

"That's it, doll, cum fah me."

My walls tighten around him, obeying his demand as I quietly scream in pleasure. My release sparked his shortly after. Grunting, he kisses me a few times lovingly. He moves to pull his pants up, "Let's sit right here together fah a few before we start hiking again, doll." He grabs my hand, then sits on the ground.

Still dazed from everything, I smiled and sat down next to him and lay my head on his shoulder, "Sounds lovely."

#ahs #american horror story #ahs fandom #ahsfx #evan peters #ahs fanfic #evan peters fanfic #kit walker #kit walker × reader #kit walker fanfiction #ahs kit walker #ahs characters #ahs asylum #american horror story asylum #smut #fanfic #my wriring #mine

[antidotesprout]

Heyo Im the anon who asked if you were ever gonna do the nsfw bull Ingo, that I believe I saw you talking about a long time ago on Ro’s server. And Id like to apologize that in my own excitement, I completely disregarded your drive to do so, and life, as things happened.

I hope I wasn’t rude in that message, but I felt the need to apologize. 🙇‍♂️

(Unless you never got that message, cause I know tumblr can be wonky, but if that’s the case then this is reeeeaaaaal awkward😅)

Sorry for the late response to this. I just want you to know that I mostly didn't respond to your first message out of anxiety really, I don't blame you for being excited and wanting to see things! I just know time got away from me and frankly it's embarrassing and I didn't want to respond without having something to show for it 🙃

I apologize because I do have so so many things I want to draw but sometimes things don't turn out right or life stuff gets in the way or my ADHD kicks in and suddenly it's been months and the list of things I want to do keeps growing and suddenly time has passed and I get anxious that I hyped up people's expectations and I'll let them down

I'm sorry to everyone I've let down by getting distracted with my goldfish-sized attention span. I haven't abandoned any idea I've spoken of, just sometimes it's hard to get my thoughts in order on specific things and unfortunately real life things like to interrupt me. I'll try to be more organized with my ideas in the future and try to finish things one at a time.

#sprout chat #screams in mental illness

[ha1taniwh0re]

~Mori x reader~

(your outfit)

It was a really beautiful morning my mafia boyfriend was sitting in living room sipping his first coffee for today. He looked amazing like always in his mafia boss uniform. I came downstairs looking like a zombie. I was in his t shirt without any shorts or something. Elise was drawing something and i think my lover wouldn't notice me if Elise didn't say "MOMMY GOOD MORNING". I looked at her and hugged. "Good morning sweetheart how was your sleep??" I asked, "It was amazing". "Im glad to hear that baby" after i said that my lover looked at me with smile but after 1 second his smile was gone. "Damn honey you look like zombie" i smiled sarcastic and went to grab some coffee for me, i sat beside him and enjoying my coffee but that was soon gone. "Today port mafia has meeting with ADA..." with that I spited my coffee and ran to room to dress myself, Mori ran with me to room clearly shocked. "What happened!?" I didn't answer just grabed my motobike key, apartment key and my bag, "Love you honey but im in hurry BYEEE!! BYE SWEETHEART SEE YOU LATER!" I said and just heard Elise "BYE MOMMYYY". I drow to Dazai's and my apartment. I ran into my room and started looking for something to wear for meeting. Dazai csme into my room clearly scared. "What happened little one??" I looked at him, "Oh heyy brother i forgot about meeting and slept over Eva's house" He smiled and went to his room to prepare for meeting. We dressed up and he went to meeting spot with his car and i went with motorbike. I was late like always bc idk to be honest. I tried to sneak into meeting but right in the middle of his sentence Fukuzawa talked about me. "Y/n-chan this is important meeting and you are late like always i dont understand how your brother and you came in the same time". All eyes were on me Mori was smiling with Black lizard squad but on the other side Ada was mad. "Im sorry sir it wont happen again" i said but i heard him said to himself "like always". Meeting was over and Gin-chan asked me if i will be today at Mori's office, i panicked Ada was looking at me in shock and i knew Mori did this on purpose. "Mori's office? Y/n what is she talking about!?" Dazai said with anger. "Im dating Mori-san for a couple of months now I wanted to tell you but..." "But you didn't have time bc you were with him all the time, he is that new friend Eva ha!?" Dazai was angry i saw that. "You can't date him Y/n", "WHAT YOU CAN'T TELL WHO I WILL DATE!" I said with anger."Him and port mafia or never talking to me again Y/n" Dazai said and my heart was broken. "You want me to choose??" I said with tears in my eyes, i saw he was serious. I walked to Mori's side "Then i choose them" with that ada were shocked. I walked away and never came backto apartment or ada or ever talked with Dazai. I knew he was protecting me but his reaction was too much, i was mad at Mori for a few days but after that i forgot about everything and right now im sitting in living room and looking at my wedding invitation for Dazai. Mori came to me and sat next to me. "Elise is sleeping so we have our time now" he said that and then looked at me i saw i was looking at invitation "Honey i am pretty sure he is sorry and he was just angry give him that invite ada as well its our day they need to be people you wanted to be" he said that and after little conversation we had our time, next morning i send Dazai and ada invitation for my wedding.

#anime #bsd x you #bungou stray dogs #mori ougai x reader #bsd mori #bungou stray dogs mori #mori ougai #mori ogai #bungou stray dogs dazai #dazai osamu #port mafia

[angel-noaxod]

Alright Im sorry this came out late but for some reason tumblr wouldnt upload this post so here we go!

Angel and Davey tattoo headcanons!

Its mostly for my Angel oc but there are a couple Davey's so-

First, matching tattoos

Angel has a tattoo of a wolf howling on their back while Davey has angel wings and a halo on his chest

Welcome to me struggling to draw abs hahehad first time drawing a chest tho, not too bad

(Not me forgetting to draw a halo on the wings-)

Davey wanted to honor his dad with a tattoo, something to carry with him everywhere. Davey's dad, Gabriel, drew a little honeysuckle flower on this notepad (Gabriel artist headcanon 👀)

Davey found the little drawing when he was cleaning out his office after his death. He held on to it for the day it would get a tattoo, but he's never been strong enough to go by himself and at the time, he was so distant from the pack. After meeting Angel, he began to accept his death but of corse would still miss him, and Angel went with him to get said tattoo.

This is what it looks like (ignore my signaturd on the drawings lmao), and I didnt put it there bc I didnt think of it at the time but Davey also got Gabriel's death time and date :,)

Angel also wanted to honor Gabe's death(as well as Davey's mom). And I loved how someone on Youtube said that we knew Davey's dad through himself. With all the stories that were shared between listener and Davey. Since Angel felt like they knew Gabe, thy got a tattoo of a honeysuckle flower on the right calf

My Angel oc loves lucky things, like angel numbers (heheh) and manifesting shit. Their lucky numbers are 8 and 18 (because they're mine too 💀)

They woukd see these this numbers everywhere so they got them tattooed on their wrist

My Angel oc was in choir, loves music and singing. They know how to play SEVERAL instruments and taught themself to read sheet music. Their favorite music note is the bass clef

My Angel oc also had two older sisters that unfortunately passed away (that will be explained in my HP and redactedverse fic series)

I nicknamed them Astro(star, oldest) and Luna(moon, middle). In honor of Angel's sisters, they got two little tattooes of a star and a moon on their wrist

Angel has never had real family since their sisters passings. They had a few friends but after school, they never saw them again. Their adoptive dad was so bland and their mother was far away and they honestly loved sork but hated coworkers so they are so alone for half of their life.

Angel finally found family after meeting Davey, and they absolutely adore the Shaw pack, so they doodled around andcreated a symbol using s, h, a, w, and got a tattoo

Tis canon that Angel loves their nickname, and calls themself it as well as others in the pack. Now they would have to get a tattoo symbol of their beloved pet name from Davey

They drew one up and got it tattooed

Angel has one more tattoo on their forearm but thats kind of a spoiler so I wont get into that one. Feel free to question whatever you think it may be :))

Angel plans to get more tattoos but they're not sure of what. And like Davey, they dont get tattoos unless there is a meaning to them.

Davey loves to trace Angel's tattoos, and will listen to Angel babble about their tattoos and where they're from, what they mean, when and how they got them.

That's all the tattoo stuff I got for Angel and Davey :DD

#redacted asmr #redacted davey #redacted david #redacted shaw pack #redactedasmr #redacted angel #redacted milo #redacted sweetheart #redacted asher #redacted babe

[manji-is-a-crybaby]

Modern Demon slayer headcanons

Shy!traveler!Tanjiro x GN!Crush!Reader

- Travel tanjiro! Always went exploring to see new places

- That's when he came across a city/Town he had never been to since it was his first time he had a hard time getting around. looking at the map as he walked, He bumped into someone as he tripped and fell to the ground as he looked up

- Tanjiro´s eyes opened wide and shined, Blush raised on his face as he looked up and saw the person he bumped into.

- ¨ Oh? Are you okay young boy?¨ Even though it was painfully obvious he wasn't younger then you but yet was the same age{17}. Tanjiro looked around as he spoke ¨Ah! Yeah sorry for knocking into you Miss?sir " as Tanjiro said that he quickly got up and grabbed his map from off the floor putting his hand on the back of his neck.

- Looking at the map in his hand "Oh! Are you new here?" [What is that obvious?] Tanjiro thought to himself as blush still rising more on his cheeks "Y-Yeah I'm new my name is Kamado Tanjiro!" "Hehe My name is Y/n L/n. It's a pleasure to meet you Tanjiro" You said, giving Tanjiro a close eyed smile as he smiled back at you.

- "Y/n if you don't mind me asking, could you help me around this place? Like you noticed I'm new here haha" You looked around for a bit then replied "Sure I'll love to!" "great just hold the end of this map"

- As you hold the end of the map, Tanjiro starts pointing at the areas he wanted to visit as he tells you his travels and he came here with his younger sister and that she already got them an apartment. "All those places you want to see?" "Yep!" Tanjiro says smiling "Then I'll be happy to see you!".

- As you said that Tanjiro eyes sparkle as he hugged you repeatedly saying thank you as you hug him back being careful not to touch the swords in his backpack as Tanjiro notice he's hugging you as he let go and rubbed the back of his neck as blush was on his cheeks from embarrassment as you giggled.

- Tanjiro tells you to met him back here tomorrow as the next day comes around as you were at the place you and tanjiro met at as you looked around for Tanjiro as he was nowhere in sight as you heard running footsteps as you looked to your right and saw tanjiro waving his hands and making his way to you as he stops right in front of you.

- " Sorry I'm late Y/n! Nezuko wanted me to help her with something as you giggled and grabbed his hand as Tanjiro's face turns red from the sudden contact as you say "shall we head to your first place you wanna see?" Tanjiro looks into your eyes and says "Y-Yeah" as you both walk off holding hands.

Dancer!Nezuko x Animator!GN!Reader

× You know your Girlfriend Nezuko. She loves dancing. As her Mother told you that when you met her. As now both you and Nezuko live in the city in a small house.

× there was sometimes where Nezuko begged you to go out with her and stop drawing as you tell her you're busy. I mean you barely come out of your room, you only come out to eat food[or just bring it to your room] which brings us to this moment where you're animating your drawings and Nezuko is knocking on your room door.

× "Come in the door is open" you said not turning your head to the person walking into your room "Ooooh Y/n! Do you want to go out? Like maybe the park or our special spo-" "No thanks, I'm busy" you said cutting off Nezuko as she walks closer to you and wrap her arms around you as she says "Come on, It been forever since we went out together can we just do this once! I know some new dance moves I wanna show youuu"

× "Like I said" you pause moving Nezuko off of you "Im busy at the moment maybe next time" "But Y/nnn you always say that and it never happens, please just this once I won't bother you again" "No thanks Nezuko" "But-" "Nezuko the answer is no, how about next time okay? I'm busy right now, get out of my room" you said, pushing Nezuko out of your room and slamming the door in her face. Nezuko walks back to the living room with a down look.

× You walk away from your room door to return back to your chair as before you sat down to return animating you looked at the mirror that was on the wall as you walked away from your chair and towards the mirror as there was a photo of you and Nezuko as you grabbed it you looked the date that was on the photo as you put the photo back on the mirror as you open your closet and changed your clothes and turned off your art as you open your room door and looked at Nezuko who was in the living room as you closed your room door and walked up to her.

× "Sooooo You still wanna go out to our special spot, I kinda wanna see those nice dance moves of yours' ' Nezuko looks at you with Stars in her eyes "Yeah of course!! lets go!" "Hey don't forget to get you muzzle!" "Oh yeah!" Nezuko quickly runs in her room and puts her muzzle on as she comes out and hugs you " You ready? '' Nezuko Nods her head as she holds your hand as you both go out to your special spot.

× As Nezuko shows you her new dance moves as you get up and hold her hand and dance with her as you  take off her Muzzle and kiss her as you both hug each other.

{ Please don't post my work anywhere else on tumblr and other Websites/Apps without my permission }

#Demon slayer x reader #demon slayer headcanons #Nezuko x reader #tanjiro x reader #tanjiro kamado #nezuko kamado #kimetsu tanjiro #kimetsu nezuko

[vixfruitmartinez]

Sun x GN!Reader x Moon

Topic/CW: Fluff, platonic, reader is an older sibling, reader is very tired, reader uses they/them your/yours. Moon is a tease.

Prompt: Your mom would drop off you and your little sister off at her work place, the plaza. You stayed at the daycare, not knowing other places to go, and because you didn’t want to loose your little sister. Taking naps was often for you at the daycare, Sun and Moon know your face.

A/N: Im glad alot of people enjoyed my last story, and hope people will enjoy this one shot.

“Okay baby, Y/n is going to take you to see sun, right Y/n?” Your mom looked at you, fixing her bun. She worked as a mechanic for the main four animatronics, she stayed late yesterday because Monty chipped a tooth and wouldn’t cooperate.

“Yeah, sure.” You nodded, putting your earbuds in your ears, selecting a playlist on Spotify and playing it. “Come on, let’s go.” You grabbed your little sisters hand, she smiled.

“Bye mommy!” She waved, you waved too as she gave you two one last look. She walked off into a staff only room.

Your little sister tugged on your hoodie sleeve. You looked down, “Hm?” She smiled widely, “Will you play with Sun and me? Please?” She rolled out the please, standing on her tippy toes.

You did like Sun, respected him too. I mean the guy handles little kids likes it’s nothing. He also comes up with new games each day or so which boggles you. How can someone handle so many snot nosed kids? You had one encounter with him, you overslept on one of the tables just outside the daycare, forgetting what time it was. So, he came up to you. He tapped you awake, when you woke up you saw he was holding your little sisters hand.

“Good morning sunshine! How was your sleep? Did you have a good dream? Was I in it? Was I? Was I?” He giggled, as you processed what the actual hell was happening. “G-good, and I didn’t have a dream.” You fixed your hair, grabbing your little sisters hand. “Well, thank you sun.” You nodded, walking off. “Bye friends! Stay safe! Have fun playing, hohoho!” You heard him skip away, his bells ringing with each step.

The light tug on your sleeve brought you back from your thoughts, “Sorry, I think I’m too big to play with you and the other kids.” You gave a small smile. She frowned.

“But, draw me something when it’s craft time, yeah?” She smiled, “Okay!” She started pulling you along. “Hurry, hurry!” She skipped.

“Okay, okay.” You laughed at your sibling attempting to drag you along. You made it past the arcade, the sounds of beeping of the arcade games, people laughing, talking, sighing as they messed up in one of the levels on their game filled the room.

You thought that maybe while your little sister was in the daycare you could go in the arcade. According to the people talking around you, you heard Roxy stops by for pictures with Freddy.

You huffed, having a picture with Roxy would be amazing. She was cool, you especially liked how she played her instrument during the concerts they held on the stage.

“Guess what!” Your little sister started, still pulling you along. She practically memorized the way to the daycare. You hummed in response.

“One time, I was a princess and Sun was the prince! He carried me to the very top of his stage and it was so scary!” She laughed, as you walked past the bathrooms. “Oh? Really.” You responded, imagining how dramatic the animatronic would be to his role.

“Yeah! It was super fun! Maybe you can be the king, or queen!” She looked back at you, then back forward. You chuckled, “I would rather be the evil witch that eats…” you picked up your little sister, she started laughing. “The princess!” You fake nibbled on her as she muttered ‘no! Please! Spare me!’ Between her laughter.

You put her down, chuckling. You looked ahead and saw the gate that lead to the daycare. “We’re here.” You grabbed her hand, walking along her side. The door slid open, the sound of children laughing, daycare music and Sun talking filled the place. Some parents sat at the tables, some helped their kids go down the slide.

You felt your hand being let go, you watched as she walked past the gate. She looked back at you. “Bye bye!” She waved before going down the slide, giggling. You huffed, taking your phone out, looking at the song playing, then placing it back in your back pocket.

You walked past the gate, making your way down where the stairs were at. You glanced through the see through glass and saw your little sister greeting some other kids. They waved back before running off, she chased after them. You smiled to yourself.

Once made it to the stairs you went down, sitting down in your usual spot on one of tables. You looked over at your fazwatch, clicking the cameras scanning over what you saw. You turned it off.

A little nap wouldn’t hurt, right? You thought. I’ll wake up on time. You crossed your arms over the table, laying your head on them, yawning. You closed your eyes, listening to your music as you drifted off to sleep.

Waking up, you felt someone holding you. You noticed it was dark too. Maybe you’re dreaming. You looked up.

“I see you’re awake starlight.” A deeper robotic voice spoke. It’s red eyes looked down at you. You pressed your lips together, thinking. You realized it was moon. You only saw him once, but other than that you never saw him up close or talked to him.

“Moon?” You asked out loud. He put one of his fingers over his lips, which is just his teeth, making a ‘shh’ sound. You looked around, sitting up. You heard soft snoring, every kid was asleep.

You whispered, “Where’s my little sister?” You turned towards moon, raising an eyebrow. He lifted you up, bridle style as he stood up. “Oh. Please put me down.” You said, calmly as to not wake the kids around you and moon.

He chuckled. Wait, did a robot just laugh at you? “What’s so funny?” You asked, jumping off, landing softly on your feet. “Well, Sun noticed you were dozed off so he had an idea to let you sleep in here during nap time. When it was nap time, and all the kids went to sleep I carried you in here.”

“So you expect to carry me everywhere?” You asked, a bit of sass in your throat. “Oh-hohoho.~ No, it’s just that.. when I went to lay you down on one of the beds, you wouldn’t let go of me.” He leaned down to your height, bopping your nose. “Anywho, your sister is just over here.” He walked past you.

Your mouth dropped, who the hell coded a animatronic to be so smug? You followed him, closing your mouth.

You saw she was laying down, hugging a Moon plush as she slept. “She really likes my bedtime stories, most of the kids are scared of me.” His tone changed on the word ‘scared’ before reverting back to normal. “But, she enjoys my stories and asks Sun ‘when will I come out’.”

You hummed, looking up at Moon then back at your sister. “How much more time until the lights are on?” You asked. He made a ‘Hm’ noise, pretending to be scratching his chin, if he really had one. “About five minutes.. why?” He looked down at you.

“So I can go back to where I was.” You hinted at the table you always sat at. He chuckled, “Well, I’ll walk you to the door then.” He jumped up, grabbing you from under your arms where your armpits are. Your stomach did a flip, trying not to yell, you made a inward gasp noise. He started flying, you looked up, noticing a string or rope.

You sighed, relieved that he isn’t some wizard or demon. “I didn’t know you could fly.” You commented as he placed you just outside the daycare gently. “And, I didn’t know you had me as your wallpaper for your phone.” He chuckled as he floated away, doing swimming motions with his arms and legs.

“Wallpaper?” You grabbed your phone, turning it on. You saw Moon, and you laid on his lap asleep. He must of took a selfie while you were asleep. You heard Moon chuckle loudly as the lights turned on. “Sneaky cunt.” You reached in your hoodie pockets, pulling out your earphones. You looked down at them.

They were moon themed. You sighed, walking over to the table you normally sit at, hopping on a chair and sitting down. You stared at your lockscreen, unlocking your phone. “Guess I should add a password now.” You huffed.

You heard the sound of parents talking as they made their way down the stairs. “Oh yeah, guess I’m on time.” You hopped off your chair, walking over to the big doors. “Guess I sat down for nothin’.” You shrugged.

The doors opened, the children ran to their parents, talking about how they had lots of fun. “Goodbye friends! Hope you have fun at home! Lots of fun, fun, fun!” Sun giggled.

Sun looked over at you, “Friend! You’re here! Wait just a little, itsy, bitsy moment, please!” He turned back around calling someone over, your little sister most likely. She walked past the door, she held onto the moon plush you saw her holding previously when she was asleep. “Y/n!” She called out running over to you.

“I’m not asleep this time.” You picked her up, “Who’s this?” You looked at her plush. She looked at her plush then back at you, grinning. “This is moon, he tells the best bed time stories!”

You heard the sound of bells ringing, you looked past your little sister to see Sun skipping over to you. “Friend! Here have this! So you aren’t sleepy next time you come by to visit!” He shows you three Sun themed candies. You grabbed them with one hand, eyeing them. “What’s this?” You placed your little sister down.

“They are my very delicious, amazing, energizing candies! Yes, yes! They make you super energetic, and very awake!” Sun ran in place to exaggerate his wording. Your little sister giggled, and you chuckled as you watched the Sun animatronic ramble on about the candies.

“Thank you, again. I’ll make sure to use there real good.” You smiled, walking off.

“Bye friend! And bye little friend! Take care of lil moon!” He laughed before closing the doors to the daycare.

“He’s so energetic..” you sighed.

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[imkavya08]

First story I've ever written and it's on Wattpad too!

Its been a hundred years since we've been driving..or atleast to that's what it feels like...my toes are so numb that i can't even feel them anymore . "Are we there yet?! It's taking so long!" Evelyn asked. "I swear if you ask that question again I will-", My mom cuts my dad off and i can already imagine what she is going to say next. It's probably gonna be "Oh stop fighting you two!" Or "Stop arguing! you two are finally getting the chance to even be in the same car together!",My sister and my dad never had it easy they would always argue for stupid reasons like what show to watch on TV or about Evelyn's Future plans." Stop arguing With your father!" Mum howls and i know why she said it like that and it's because of her head aches during road trips..Great. "But really dad, how long will it take to reach Houston?" I ask "Just a few minutes" The light on my sister's face cannot be described when he says that,It soon fades away as she realises that dad didn't answer her question but answered mine "You could have said the same to me ,you know" says Evelyn . my dad is all silent suddenly.I try to ignore my dad's tranquility and my sister's headphones blasting rock music and just focus on the road,the buildings and the cute dogs i just saw sitting beside a trashcan. I'm going to Houston to have a freaking Blast with my best friends this summer instead of focusing on Brittany Jade,Tia Stone and the sidekick and wannabe 'mean girl' Samantha Wilson.We finally arrive to my Best friend,Nitaanya's house and to my surprise even Kaashvi is there sitting on the couch watching "Mean Girls". I've known my friends for atleast 10 years now and we see each other atleast thrice a year...and you guessed it ,It was my third time here. "What took you so long?!" Kaashvi asks impatiently "there was a lot of traffic!" I say Quickly because i couldn't think of a better excuse as even i don't know what took us so long to come here. "Hey atleast you made it" Nitaanya says "yeah...atleast i made it" . "Do you wanna sneak out at night?" "What?" I ask Nitaanya as she glances at the window next to the bed "Yeah! We could go for a drive,walk in the park and talk! Like old times.. except the only difference is that we didn't know how to drive in "the old times" Kaashvi says all thrilled expecting an answer right away and I'm feeling like I'm 100 years old. "Ok..sure" i say reluctantly "ok great i have lots of tea in store" says Nitaanya as she winks and me and they leave the room. Now it's just me in this small bedroom thinking about the "tea" that they just informed me about.But i see something that catches my eye,i walk up to it and i recognise it right away..it's the drawing we made when we were 8... It even has our initials on the it - "N,K,R" i see a box next to Nitaanya's closet and on top of it is written in a black bold marker "Only for Nitaanya,Kaashvi and Roselyn!" Im not surprised that she keeps this stuff in her room.Nitaanya is BIG on making memories..I want to check out everything that's in the box but then i hear mom calling me for dinner " Rosie It's dinner time!!" She yells "Coming!" I yell back. As I'm about to put the drawing back and say bye to the drawing  i see someone out the window ,this person doesn't have a hood on..He doesn't have a hood on and i can't explain why i was happy to see that he didn't have a hood on.His curly hair is just exposed and His hazel eyes meet mine and then i try to recognise who this is because i have a feeling i have seen him somewhere before.."Roselyn Reyes!!" My mom yells my full name and this time it gives me the feeling that if i ignore my mom again then she will murder me. So without even replying back i just head straight to the kitchen downstairs and everyone stares at me and give me the looks which said "Why were you late Roselyn? We had to wait an extra 30 seconds for you!". "Sorry" i say quietly but deep down...I know i don't mean it.I sit beside Nitaanya and Kaashvi and to my surprise,they didn't stop staring at me. "What?"

I ask staring back at them "Nothing" they both reply at the same time. I want to whisper "something" to them,So I move closer to both of Them ."I've got some Tea for both of you too"

[bl00dgutsgl0ry]

Let Me Feel You For a While

Pairing - Zhongli x Fem!Reader

Warnings - 18+ NSFW SMUT DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE A MINOR PLEASE!!! Breeding kink (im sorry), slight blood, marking/biting, accidental voyeurism? THIGH RIDING YES PLEASE, AND SHARP TEETH MAKE ME DROOL. Oh btw spoilers for the Farewell Archaic Lord I think? General spoiler warning for genshin.

Word Count - 1.7k.

 Other Comments - You guys have NO IDEA how much I love Zhongli oh my god I love him. I slept on him at first but ever since my eyes were opened I realized how wrong I was for that. Anyway enjoy!!

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      Zhongli had money, he was just dumb and never brought it with him; too used to the routine of just making more Mora if he ever needed to buy anything while he was an Archon. This being said, that also meant he had one of the most elaborate bedrooms you’d ever laid eyes on. The room was filled with rich browns and shimmering golds, his bed sheets made from the finest silks. Archons never really slept, which meant the Zhongli had made this room as ethereal as possible just for you. 

     You were laying across the cold white gold sheets, hair clinging to your forehead from the sweat. Your fingers were dancing around your clit, rubbing harshly at times before dipping into your wet cunt and pumping them in and out roughly. You were so horny it was uncomfortable, and since you had gotten accustomed to your lover's large member, your fingers were doing much for you. You needed something better. You shakily stood from the bed, before kneeling down and pulling out the box and you guys only got into when the two of you were really in the mood. You quickly found what you were looking for, as it was the largest thing in the box. You pulled the dildo out of the box before quickly shoving the box back under your bed.

     Zhongli didn’t really like when you took matters into your own hands, as he wanted to always be the one thing that made you melt. He wanted to pleasure you in ways that you never would have imagined. At this point you were quickly pumping the dildo in and out of yourself, lost in the pleasure as you moaned out loudly. You weren’t worried about anyone hearing since you were alone in the house and Zhongli wasn’t going to be home for a while. You can imagine your shock and horror when you opened your eyes to see Zhongli standing in the doorway, dick already straining hard against the large man’s dress pants.

     “Ah you finally noticed my presence.” Your face was even redder when those words left his lips. How long had he been standing there watching you fuck yourself roughly with the large silicone tool. You let out a low whimper, beginning to pump the object in and out of yourself again, too worked up to be embarrassed. You heard Zhongli chuckle lightly before the loud sounds of his dress shoes against the hardwood floor could be heard. You felt Zhongli’s gloved hands halt your movements before brushing your hand away and pulling the dildo out, setting it aside for cleaning at a later time. Soft desperate whimpers falling from your mouth as your chest heaved up and down. Zhongli pressed soft kisses to your face, his gloved hands running up and down your naked body, brushing against your nipples causing you to jolt.

     “You’re so sensitive my dear.” Your hands were looking for purchase on any part of his body, finally landing on his strong biceps. You squeezed his arms hard, wiggling around and continuing to whimper.

     “Nothing feels as good as you Zhongli, please… please help me. Fill me Zhongli, stuff me.” Your voice was barely above a whisper, your lips swollen from chewing on them.

     “Well it looked like you were having a good time with the dildo sweetheart.” Warm embarrassment bloomed in your chest and you desperately tried to pull Zhongli down by his collar. Zhongli’s lips attacked your, passionately biting at yours, Zhongli’s sharp canines drawing blood before he swiped it away with a quick flick of his tongue.

     He continued this assault on your flesh as he went lower. He made sure to mark you anywhere that was visible, it made his pride swell when he saw you walking around Liyue trying and failing to cover up bitemarks and deep purple hickies. Zhongli pulled back to admire his work, before propping himself up on the edge of the bed. Strong arms manhandled you, forcing you to straddle his thigh. You blushed profusely when you realized what Zhongli wanted you to do.

     “But- but your pants Zhongli, I don’t want to ruin them…” A small smile and eyes filled with pure admiration poured into yours. He carded his fingers through your hair, pushing back any strays behind your ear in the process.

     “My dearest, you have always been so considerate, but for tonight don’t worry about anything, just do what comes natural to you. My clothes can be cleaned, and if not I will buy another pair.” Zhongli’s hands gripped your hips tightly, starting to move you back and forth on his thigh. You clit was ecstatic to finally be getting some friction, moans already being ripped from your throat. The ex archons dick was uncomfortably hard, outline clear as day from how hard it was straining against his slacks. Once you finally got yourself into a rhythm he let one of his hands fall from your hips, giving in and palming himself through the thick fabric.

     You moans began increasing in volume and frequency as you got closer and closer to the edge. You gripped onto Zhongli’s broad shoulders, your body quickly becoming tired. The man in front of you noticed this, letting his hand return to your hip as he helped steady your rhythm once again. Tears were threatening to fall from how good you felt, everything starting to become light and fuzzy as you continued to get closer to your climax.

     With a couple more rough thrust against his leg, the coil deep in your gut snapped, sending waves of please surging through your body. Your back arched hard before slumping into Zhongli’s chest. He kept your hips moving, letting your ride out your orgasm on his now soiled pants.

     “My love, do you still want me to fill you up?” Zhongli’s voice brought you back to reality, where you realized how hard he was. The thought of Zhongli filling you to the brim reignited the fire that was just extinguished in you. You nodded reverently before rolling off his thigh and onto your back, presenting yourself to him. A low groan sounded from Zhongli’s throat as you spread your leg wide, the site of you littered with markings making his brain go fuzzy; his only focus now on making you both feel good. You’ve never seen Zhongli rip off his close at such a speed before, until he was stark naked and crawling on top of you; caging your head with his arms.

      Once again Zhongli began to attack your neck, except not as rough, not wanting to cause more pain than pleasure. Without warning, he slammed his dick into you, since you had already worked yourself open for him. Despite this, your walls still clung tightly to him, his large cock dragging deliciously against your walls as he hit all the right places. Both of your were on cloud nine, as he ruthlessly pounded into your.

     Normally when the two of you had sex, right before Zhongli came he would pull out and cum onto your stomach which he of course would clean up later. Not for any particular reason as to why since you were on birth control, it had just become a habit. This time however you wanted to do things a little different. You were getting close, and you could tell he was as well, as his breathing became more uneven and more low pitched noises started coming from him. Your walls fluttered around his cock, causing him to shutter and let out a low grunt. Before it was too late, you tightly wrapped your arms around the ex Archons next, and pulled him down closer so your lips were mere centimeters away from his ear.

     “Cum in me Zhongli, stuff me with your cum. I want every drop of it please I wanna feel you inside me even after you pull out. Archons please please Zhongli let me feel you cum. Breed me.” Zhongli’s eyes widened, those words causing something to snap in him as he was hit with another wave of pleasure, his thrust still maintaining their power but becoming more erratic. You could feel Zhongli’s calloused fingers rubbing quickly against your clit, sending new waves of pleasure through you. The moans coming from the two of you were matched perfectly, as the two of you got closer and closer. With a couple of final thrusts, Zhongli sheathed himself in you as deep as he could go, cumming shooting deep into you. The feeling of his cum filling you up is what sent you over the edge, cumming for the second time; your mouth falling open to form a silent scream. You could feel Zhongli beginning to ooze out of you as he pulled out, which made you shiver.

     “Let’s get you cleaned up shall we darling?” Zhongli was still a little out of breath as he stood from his position on top of you, holding his hand out to you. You grabbed a hold of him, before catching him off guard and pulling him back down.

     “Let me stay full for a little while longer.” Sleep was slowly starting to take over, as your eyelids couldn’t stay open. Your words went straight to Zhongli’s dick, but that was an issue he would take care of himself. For right now, he just pulled you into his chest, allowing you to drift off into blissful slumber.

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baku - pierre gasly

back to some good ol’ smut, I didn't want to be rude so here is the reader and pierre celebrating his podium in Baku the old fashioned way (yes I know I'm late but I'm still not over that podium) also I don't know what to write next to any ideas or requests are greatly appreciated x

NOT MY GIF

warnings: smut, once again semi-public, pierre gasly, language, enjoy <333

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Baku was a great race. It was intense for everyone on the field, but it was particularly intense for Pierre Gasly who managed to scrape a podium for himself and his team.

You laughed as he crossed the line granting him P3. You high fived everyone in the garage as you bounced up and down with glee. Pierre had invited you to watch him race for the first time and you felt incredibly privileged to be sharing his first podium of the season with him.

You grinned with glee as he made his way onto the podium. The atmosphere around you was incredible as it seemed all three teams celebrated together, hugs were passed around from the different engineers and small jokes were exchanged.

It was only hours later, after several interviews and many people begging to speak with him, that you finally got to congratulate Pierre yourself. He walked into his driver's room with the same grin from earlier on still planted on his face. Once you caught sight of him you ran into his arms, Pierre laughed as he easily lifted you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist. “Well done Pierre! I’m so proud of you baby” you gushed in his ear as you tightly hugged him.

Pierre chuckled as he placed his trophy down on the table and hugged you back with just as much force. “Thank you, mon amour. I think you might be my lucky charm.” He squeezed your thighs as he spoke and you pulled your face away from his chest in order to look into his eyes. Pierre pulled his lips between his teeth as he watched your eyes dancing around his face.

You studied him in silence, noting the blush creeping up his cheeks and the small beads of sweat running down his forehead. You ran your hands over his shoulders, feeling the smooth material of his fireproof undershirt under your fingers.

Pierre didn't want to break the silence, you always had a peaceful look planted on your face whenever you studied him and he had always adored it, but his body was currently full of adrenaline and there was nothing he wanted more than to take you on the couch. The possibility of anyone entering at any time thrilled him, so he kissed you.

He pressed you up against the wall and kissed you. He rolled his hips into yours as slipped his tongue in your mouth. You could feel your heart beating in your chest as you kissed Pierre, you lost yourself in the moment, something that regularly happened whenever he kissed you. You ran your fingers through his hair, playing no mind to the sweat that coated it, you did however pay attention to the grunt that left his lips as you pulled on his wet locks.

Pierre pulled away and moved to suck the sensitive skin just under your ear. “I want to mark you all over” he whispered in your ear before moving his head to replicate the mark under your other ear. You felt your underwear dampen at his words as your eyes fluttered open to watch him. They suddenly widened as you realised where you were and what the two of you were doing. You gently pushed him off of you and planted your feet firmly on the ground.

“What's wrong?” he asked as he placed his hands on your hips, a concerned look suddenly crossing his features. If you werent so flustered you probably would have laughed at the sight of him, his eyebrows furrowed and his lips parted with his hard on showing through his drivers suit. “Did I do something wrong, ma cherie” he spoke again pulling you away from your thoughts.

“No” you denied as you shook your head, “we can't do this here” you explained, moving your arms around you, gesturing to the room you were currently in, the room that anybody could walk into.

“Sure we can” he teased as he kissed down your neck, “you just have to be really quiet, ma jolie” he smirked as you whimpered, he placed his hand down your underwear, gently stimulating your clit as he continued to whisper in your ear.

“Tell me you dont want this” he added, you let out a quiet whimper as he inserted a finger into you, “hmmm, mon amour? Tell me to stop and i’ll stop”

“F-fuck Pierre” you choked out as you held onto his bicep, digging your nails into his arm, hard enough to draw blood but Pierre didn’t seem to mind as he continued to pleasure you.

“What was that, ma cherie? I didn’t quite hear you” he teased and added another finger. “Do you want me to stop?” he asked as he halted his movement. You quickly shook your head, not willing to sacrifice the pleasure he was providing you with. “Im waiting” he continued and began to move his fingers away but you quickly grabbed his wrist.

“No” you pleaded, your eyes closed in frustration.

Pierre grinned at the desperate look on your face, he slowly brought his other hand up to your face, tucking your hair behind your ear as he whispered in your ear once more. “No to what?” he questioned

“No, don't stop”

That was all Pierre needed to get going again, he quickly continued the movement of his fingers as his thumb stimulated your clit once again. “Are you going to let go for me?” he pondered, and judging by your face, yes, yes you were. “Go ahead” he happily sighed as his forehead fell against yours.

All you could focus on was the pleasure that you felt and the hot breath that fanned over your neck, you felt goosebumps rise on your skin and you involuntarily shivered. “That's it, mon cheri” he uttered as you clenched around his fingers, “such a good girl”

All of a sudden, all you could feel was your sweet release and you gripped Pierres arms to stabilize yourself. When you were finally aware of your surroundings you opened your eyes, only to see Pierre remove his fingers from you and place them into his mouth. The sight made your knees weak.

Pierre gently pecked your lips as he hoisted you up once more and moved you to the couch. He was careful as he knew you were still sensitive, he was sure you wouldn't last long, but honestly, neither would he.

He moved your dress up your waist as you pulled his trousers down. “Still eager?” he grinned, widening his smile as he saw the blush creep up your cheeks. He finally freed his member and almost hissed at the sight of his red tip. He looked down at you with concerned eyes, “you still want to do this?” he asked and your heart fluttered, he was always tending to your needs before his own, something that you loved him deeply for.

“Yes”

Pierre nodded and grabbed hold of your waist before gently easing himself into you. An unholy moan left his lips as he bottomed out inside of you. He gave you a minute to adjust before he started moving. You almost immediately felt the pleasure begin to build in your stomach. “F-fuck, mon amour” Pierre grunted in your ear as he continued his movements, quickly sliding in and out of you and reaching all your sweet spots in the process.

A quick, brisk knock on the door caused you to hold in the moan you were about to let out and Pierre to halt his movements. The sound of the doorknob moving caused your heart to hammer in your chest. “Pierre?” Pierres PR manager called as she opened the door a fraction of an inch.

“NO! No, don't come in!” Pierre almost shouted as he brought his hand to your mouth, muffling any sounds that you might accidentally make.

“Everything ok?” the woman asked as she quickly shut the door in front of her.

“Y-yeah, sorry i'm just...naked”

Your eyes widened at Pierre's words and he nervously shrugged at you. When his PR manager didn't answer he felt the need to justify himself. “I’m just getting dressed, i'll be right out,” he clarified.

“Take your time, the team just wants to take a picture together.” she explained.

Pierre waited until he could hear her footsteps move in the opposite direction to begin his movements again. He kept his hand on your mouth, he knew people were nearby and he didn't want to risk anyone hearing the beautiful noises that you made, they were for his ears and his ears only.

Your eyes rolled back and he hit your sweet spot, muffled moans filling the room as he continued to hit it until you felt sweet release once again. The look on your face and the clenching of your walls quickly encouraged Pierres own release and he struggled to hold himself on top of you, bearing his weight on his forearms as he sighed in pleasure.

“That was-that was great” he mumbled, still in a haze of bliss. You ran your fingernails up and down his neck.

“Pierre” you heard on the other side of the door, “Are you okay in there”

“Shit” he mumbled under his breath as he eased himself out of you, throwing you a sympathetic glance as you winced. “Sorry, I was-erm meditating” he choked out and you muffled your own laugher with your hand, looking at him with a goofy smile on your face as he quickly got changed into his regular clothes.

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