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#and i cant. find it. i can’t find it anywhere
actualtoad · 2 years
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i can’t find sophie’s world :(
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vicsy · 3 months
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f4rlands · 2 years
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absolutely fuck lecturers who include quotes without references on their slides
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silver-queen · 10 months
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God in heaven please just give me back my baking soda
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theb0nesofmymind · 10 months
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Imma rant
#my fucking ex husband is pissing me the FUCK off#usually I message him around 4-5 to tell him if I’m getting off early or not#I get off Saturdays to pick up my son anywhere from 6-8:30#but I was doing a clients nails for 6 fucking hours today and couldn’t get to my phone#he fucking messages me at 7:50 asking if I’m still coming to pick him up like -_-#the fucking massive aggressiveness is not fucking cute#it’s not like I’m at fucking WORK where I can’t have my phone 24/7 or anything#ya imma just not pick up MY OWN son and not even tell u about it#not to mention my son hasn’t been getting consistent sleep because he has been crib training him#and wants to tell me that I should try to as well when I have been reduced to MAYBE a 10’ x 6’ room in my parents house#I CANT FIT A CRIB IN MY ROOM#like I’m so glad you found someone after we split (that happens to have a whole house)#‘try to find somewhere else for him to sleep’ SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU INCONSIDERATE ASSHOLE#i literally don’t complain to him about anything and bend over fucking backwards to accommodate his fucking needs but the second I#don’t message a time I’m coming or I can’t keep the same sleeping pattern as him he has something to fucking say#I swear to FUCK IM GONNA LOOSE IT#the only reason I haven’t is because it literally would not solve anything. he complains. he’s a complainer.#not to mention defensive whenever I BRING something up#like only he can fucking set boundaries and when I try to stand up for myself he turns everything around and makes it my fault#rant fucking over#IM OVER IT#FUUCCKKKKKKKK
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toxictranny · 6 months
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discovering that i can’t read the room i just thought i could because i had my glasses on
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sinfulsunni · 7 days
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*white knuckled clenched fists* please please does anyone have a rawfuckclub subscription that I can steal asking for a friend
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0celestialbitch0 · 9 months
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Starts sniffling profusely
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solitude4chiron · 10 months
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Hobie Headcannons cs some of y’all be treating this man like he’s some white goth nga that’s never had black experiences 😭😭 these are js off the top of my head so don’t tweak out… JUH VIBE
He’s most likely Jamaican/British or African/British because he’s from the UK
He has had multiple people try to force him into playing basketball at least once because he’s 6’5
“Man, so you telling me you ain’t never tried going D1?”
“Never even played.”
“NIGGA WHAT?”
Has gotten his hand popped multiple times from touching his hair while getting it done
“How many do you have left?”
“Boy move that damn hand.”
Gives horrible advice then says “but I don’t kno, thats just me”
“She cheated on me bru. Like cheated. Called me ON FACETIME while they was hunchin.”
“Me personally I would find the guy and start a gas leak in their house while his family is sleeping. But ion kno, that’s just me tho.”
Played soccer as a kid with a makeshift paper soccer ball
Was one of those kids who were forced to finish their plate before leaving the dinner table so he would sit at the table till the next day playing with his food
Illegally listens to and downloads most of the music he likes
“Wanna do a Spotify blend?”
“Y’all use that shi?”
“who df are you bro…”
Will side eye you till you burst out laughing if you both see something crazy in public 
Sung chi-chi man religiously as a child before he knew what the song meant (iykyk)
Takes pictures of white people with braids or locs
Hobie: Attachment: 1
disgusting creatures…
Hangs trash bags on his doorknobs around the house
Had entire debates as a child with older people at the cookout on why he should be able to eat ribs instead of hotdogs
“These steaks for the adults, go grab a lil hotdog and a juice.”
“But why? Can’t we both eat and enjoy the same things without you having to dehumanize me and view me only as a child without preferences for food?”
“Boy go get that fuckin hotdog and caprisun get out my face.”
Had his hairline pushed back astronomically far when he was little (Nigerian boy canon event)
On the other hand he probably never had his hair cut as a kid and started free-forming when he was young (I’m conflicted between both)
Constantly had a smart mouth as a kid (he still does), like CONSTANTLY. Once he got his lips snatched and balled into a fist
Would steal, get caught and say is “it cause I’m black?”
“Yo, were you stealing back there?”
“Why bruv? Cause I’m black?”
“Nevermind.”
Touches hot ass food with his bare hands. Like he will flip pancakes with his hands.
Can literally sleep anywhere.. like anywhere. People in his band have pictures of him hunched over on sinks, sleeping on bathroom floors, in bathtubs with the curtains wrapped around him, on the bus. Anywhere you can think of.
He doesn’t spend much money on birthday gifts or gifts in general. He likes to make things by hand even if he has to spend a few weeks
After his shows he loves to meet people in the crowd, even if they freak out. He isn’t really for the idolizing so he doesn’t know how to express his emotions too much on that.
“OH MY GOD HOBIE!?!”
“i aint think i was that special but thanks luv”
• His jacket makes HELLA noise and he doesn’t realize it. Just like if he had beads in his hair.
“imma get bro good this time..”
“Hobie don’t even try to scare me, i hear that big ass jacket thumpin down the hallway.”
• The first time he kissed a girl with lip piercings like his, they got caught on each other. They sat there for almost half and hour trying to untangle each other without hurting each other.
• He’s definitely been called a few different celebrities before, none really looked like him.
“Are you playboi carti?!”
“Bruv.”
over.
“Your that rockstar dude lancey right?”
“bru…”
and over.
“you Opium?”
“I’m starting to feel this is lowkey sterotypical…”
and over again.
• When he’s in the pit at concerts he looks out for the younger people towards the front to make sure they don’t get thrashed around too hard.
“you good young’n?”
“I CANT FEEL MY FACE”
“that’s cool too”
• He only really steals from big corporations, not small family owned places. Just out of respect. Even when they say he can take things for free he still pays, maybe a few dollars over budget.
• He loves collecting trinkets and little things he finds on the streets or backstage. He has multiple spoons, buttons and scrap fabrics laying around
• When he first learned about capitalism he realized it everywhere, like EVERYWHERE. That boy was pissed.
• He loves girls who can beat him tf up, like whoop his ass. Or girls who will cuss him tf out. Sometimes you both will be arguing and he’ll just sit back and let you go off on him.
anyways yawl that’s it lmk if I should drop some more this was fun asl to make 😛
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d3arapril · 8 months
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nsfw modern!abby headcanons
you (1 person) ask.. i deliver. i love abby with my whole heart and i’m excited to share my thoughts <3 feedback is appreciated!
nsfw, 18+ only! mdni pls!
so let’s start with this, abby is a huge softie. we’ve all seen part 2, she’s SO caring and just wants her loved ones to be safe 😔 argue with the wall .
abby ✂️ loves ✂️ to ✂️ scissor.. she loves being skin on skin and feeling close to you
she’ll massage your leg as she holds it up on her shoulder, thin hairs falling from her braid and framing her face as she bites her lip and tries to keep her noises down bc she only wants to hear u and the wet noises ur both making
she also likes to pin ur wrists above ur head with one hand and if she’s feeling evil she’ll lift up a little, spit down onto your pussy and bend her arm around so she can fit 3 fingers into ur pussy whilst she’s grinding her clit into yours &lt;3 “you’re so greedy, baby…”
honestly shes kinda quiet during sex… she’ll utter words of praise every now and then but she mostly just whimpers/grunts and swears under her breath. think of the noises she makes when she’s feeling scared of heights heheiehie
but when she does use the strap 😮‍💨 GOLLY she likes when u go on top so she can just put her hands behind her head, lay back and watch u work for it
she also tried to nonchalantly flex and u cant help but laugh, ur movements faltering.. “abby stop fucking flexing you’re distracting me” “what’re you talking about? this is all natural babe 😏”
abs loves boobies <3 any size any shape she’s quite literally eating them up
u could both just be chilling in bed reading a book and she’ll have a hand up ur top just resting on ur boob, slightly calloused fingers moving to pinch ur nipple every so often.. she struggles to turn her page with just one hand.. u both give up on reading and get crafty ✂️ (if u know what i mean…sorry i’ll leave)
speaking of reading, u go down on her whilst she’s reading and challenge her to read aloud whilst you give her the best head of her life. she ripped a couple of pages in the book from gripping it so hard when she came. she got sad cos it was her favourite :( u got her a new copy :)
abby listens to classical music right? if she’s adamant on taking it slow and appreciating every inch of you she will have music on in the background. it’ll be pretty quiet but it helps her focus
ABBY FILMS IT 🗣️ (consensually. obviously) she likes to film when ur on top, films when you go down on her, props her phone up at the end of the bed and sits with her back to the headboard and your back pressed against her chest as she pulls the fourth orgasm out of you… “damn, should’ve put a towel down..” she whispers into ur ear, just low enough for the crappy microphone on her old iphone to not pick up
she watches the videos back whenever you’re apart and always bites her lip til it bleeds when shes watching that video and the screen becomes slightly blurry and those wet shlick noises from ur pussy grow louder and louder
she’ll facetime u straight after and politely ask u to recreate.. which u happily do
jerks it when she’s eating it 🤝 girlie finds so much pleasure in making u feel good and she can’t help herself.. moaning into ur pussy and begging you to come for her
wants to fuck on the couch/floor/literally anywhere other than the bed if you’ve got new sheets on the bed, modern abby is clean and tidy and get’s frustrated if her fresh sheets are dirtied
if she’s been to the gym she won’t let u touch her until she’s showered. you insist that u don’t care but she REFUSES bc she’s paranoid about being stinky
speaking of… one place she does love to fuck? THE SHOWER 🚿🚿🚿 its clean, wet and fun. what more could she want
takes u out for dinner, fucks u til ur makeup is smudged and you can’t stand all whilst not fully undressing each other and then u both get in the shower and the shower head becomes both of ur best friend :)
until the morning after when abby wakes up early to have a shower and almost has a heart attack when the high pressure setting almost rips the skin off her back
ok i can easily write more because i love abby and tbh i probably will….
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solanal0ve · 5 months
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HOW THEY FUCK YOU ON NEW YEARS
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ִ ★ Its new years and your getting fucked. {Toji, Choso and Gojo}
ִ★ contents: fem!reader, hair pulling, praise, edging, creampie, begging and some other stuff
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₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ TOJI FUSHIGURO
He will find anywhere and any place to bend you over. The couch, a table, a chair anywhere. He has been edging you for at least an hour. He’s pulling on your hair whispering naughty things in your ear while fucking you stupid. “Oh look at that.. the ball is about to drop” You look at the T.V and see the count down. “Come on baby count with us” Giving a hard slap to your ass making you a moaning mess while he pounds into your sweet cunt like the worlds about to end. He really wants you to count while he is fucking you non stop? “10.. 9..” He beings counting. “Oh fuck im gonna cum!” You practically yell. Your legs are aching in pain from the roughness of tojis fucking and you feel cross eyed. “Dont you fucking dare” He groans in your ear. “Count” you can’t believe it he actually wants you to count. The idea slowly dawns on you that he wont let you cum until you count and new years has passed. He knows you will do anything to cum. “5.. 4.. 3.. 2.. 1” You count. “Cum” It was almost in a whisper but your glad you heard it. Your orgasm rips though you sending a wave of pleasure through your body. “Happy new year baby”
₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ CHOSO KAMO
He is leaving passionate kisses from you neck all the way down to your pussy. He already ate you out but he is just naturally a sweetheart and loves to kiss you body. “You ready?” The tip of his dick is pressing up against you entrance and theres 5 minutes until midnight where it will be a year new. You nod and watch as his dick slides into you pussy with ease. You moan from the feeling of being filled up with his dick and you already know this will be fun. He begins to thrust in and out of you like there is no tomorrow making your body ache but you didn’t mind you were just happy that you got to get fucked by him. Choso. 1 minute til midnight. “Oh yes.. Fuckkk choso” You moan feeling his dick slide in and out and always pounding into that spot that makes you want to lose your mind. “Just like that baby, moan my name for me” You hear him panting heavily and you pussy squeezes around his cock. 10.. 9.. 8.. “Lets cum on 1..ok?” He growls in you ear. You nod unable to say anything. 3..2..1 Fireworks pop outside and there beautiful but you don’t pay muck attention to that as you both release. You can feel his cum filling you to the brim, its warm and it feels really good. “Happy.. happy new years my love”
₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ SATORU GOJO
Gojo had been edging and teasing you for at least an hour now. He would let you cum and then build you up for another release then take it away. It was like he was playing with you feeling and you didn’t like that very much. You were a sobbing begging mess he had now edged you 3 time in a row. “T-toru please.” There were tears running down you cheeks all you wanted to do was cum “Please what..? use your words.” You knew exactly what he was doing you both knew new years was another 2 minutes from now and he is gonna make you hold out until then. “Please let me cum toru please.” Your legs were aching and you body was sore but you still had 2 minutes. “Hmmm should i?” He asks himself slowly pulling out on ur dripping pussy “Nope” A grin spreads across his face and he pounds back into you pussy making you cry out with a mix of pain and pleasure. 30 seconds on the count down and you a moaning sobbing mess you want it to end but want him to keep going. “Your doing such a good job.. Just a little more baby” He groaned in you ear with you legs over his shoulders. 8.. 7.. “Come on baby just a little longer” You were at your breaking point but you cant hold it for a few more seconds right? 3.. 2.. 1.. Its new years. “cum for me baby” Using his tumb to rub your clit in small circles you release all over him and you body fell pimp. “Happy new year.”
NOTES . . . HAPPY NEW YEARS though im a little late because i’ve been busy i wanna say thank you for 80+ notes on my last post. I wanted to do sukuna but its 2am im sleepy n i have school tmr but i hope you all had a wonderful new years and love ya
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strawberrystealer · 1 year
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Bungo Stray Dogs- What I think they’d do if someone kidnapped you
Characters: Fyodor, Nikolai, Sigma, and Akutagawa
For some reason I think about this a lot sooo why not write about it!
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Fyodor- 
Angry, upset, annoyed, all of those would be understatements
The pure rage that would fill this mans body once he gets the news-
If he saw like a letter or something thats like “Ayo we got ur bae come get them or they die lmaooo #livelaughlove” But a lot more sinister and stuff he’d go straight there and uhhh
Basically kill everyone there using his ability of course
He’d be so quick about it too, like drop everything he was doing and go straight there
Once he’s at the place in like the span of a few seconds everyone’s already dead and he goes over to you and idk takes off your blind fold or whatever they have on you
He becomes the softest man you’ve ever seen just for that moment cuz he doesn’t know what you’ve been through and he doesn’t want to cause you anymore pain
Once you two get home he’ll run a bath for you or something and stay by your side
He’ll make sure no one ever touches you again, he can’t ever risk losing you.
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Nikolai- 
I bet he’d be like coming home all cheerful, ready to come mess with you or something and... you’re not on the couch.
Not in your room, the bathroom, anywhere
The smile immediately drops from his face and he gets worried
But then again he probably does this all the time so he texts you and you don’t respond??
Now he’s 10 times more worried than he was before!
Probably not a lot tho cuz he probably knows where you are
If thats the case then he just goes the the location and pays you a lil visit
Knocks on the door like a gentleman ofc 
But when they open it-
BOOM
“QUIZ TIME!!! Where’s my lovely little s/o?? Can you guess??” And he looks over and sees you inside the house.
Then he’d immediately kill move the kind gentleman into a burning fire! So sweet ik
He’d get to you and ofc be worried but once he finds out you’re okay he’ll be fine and back to his normal goofy self 
Unless you want the more realistic take where he cant stop thinking about it and thinks its his fault for weeks but is also trying to rid himself of emotions so ofc he cant be scared or guilty so he’s constantly battling himself on whether or not its his fault and if you still even like you because he might not have been there just in time to save you.
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Sigma- 
He’d be so unbelievably worried 
He wouldn’t know who did it, why, how, or anything and he’d be just as confused as you probably are 
He’d probably have to ask for help, contemplate calling the cops but then realizes hes fr a terrorist he cant do that-
So he asks Fyodor for help and after a bit of pleading Fyodor gives him the location of where you and your abductor are
Once Sigma gets there, with some guns he’s probably scared to use, he sees the man that kidnapped you
Its gonna be like “if you give me ur casino ill give u your s/o” type of shit (super unrealistic but its all I can think of rn)
So obviously ur man isnt having that and shoots him
I mean he had no problem shooting that red haired girl (whatever her name is in the hunting dogs) so he probably wouldn’t have a problem killing some weak guy to get his lover back
Once he gets you safe he’ll keep asking if you’re okay alllll the time just because he’s so scared
“Darling are you sure you’re okay?? He seemed really scary... he didn’t hurt you did he? Do you need any bandages?”
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Akutagawa- 
He looks completely unfazed
Like he’ll read some letter telling him to come get you or you die and be like “...Ugh not this again” 
He will get you though
And he is slightly scared but not really because he knows you’ll be fine once he gets you
When he gets to the place he doesn’t even knock on the door
He just punches a big ass hole in it with his ability and goes through it 
Also kills your abductor<3
Once he gets you he’s quiet
He’ll lightly hug you, glad your alive and the drive home will be silent
He’s considering weather he should be all “you’re so weak how’d you even get kidnapped” or “are you okay? ... He didn’t do any physical abuse to you, correct?” But both of them sound weird to him so he’s silent
When you get home he’ll prepare anything you wish
Tea? Dinner? Blankets? Anything, he’ll do for you
He does love you and he was very worried its just he has a poor way of showing it, thats all :)
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yanderederee · 22 days
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I love your work and your whole blog is just so amazing! I would like to request letter A for Baji from Tokyo revengers. Thank you, have a nice day dear! :)
This one’s going to be longer than normal— sue me. Read more cause it’s long
Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?
Baji Keisuke is a very intense person. When he feels strongly about a person, it’s hard not to notice. He goes out of his way to give Pah’s dog extra attention when he’s away, carries Mikey to and from places when he falls asleep randomly— everyone feels at ease when they’re with Baji because he is a safe person that they know they can trust.
So for his significant other; of course he’ll show his affections openly. Though it may look like less like romantic affection than it would a doting mother (does that make sense?)
Baji will wholeheartedly take care of you.
You have a stomach ache in public? He rubs your back and finds a place for you to sit, or takes you home immediately if you want. Even if he’s not entirely sure how to fix your issues, he’s dutiful in the way he cares for you.
Order something you don’t like at a restaurant? You got two options, you two can swap meals (because he doesn’t care what he eats as long as you’re happy), or he’ll order a safer option for you.
Can’t sleep? He’ll be half delirious, but he’ll stay on the phone with you and let you chat while he mumbles back replies to make you feel better. Battery might be shot tomorrow but he only uses it to stay in touch with you anyway.
Leaning into romantic affection: not so much into the casual stuff like hand holding (he’s a little squirrelly and gets frustrated if his arm is locked down for too long), but loves looping his arm over your shoulder and holding you close to him at all times. It’s more than showing people you belong to him, it’s also the comfort having you near brings him.
If he’s sitting and getting stir crazy, he’ll play with your fingers. It eventually becomes a fidget of his so he doesn’t realize he does it, but everyone else does.
Likes cuddles, specially holding you. He loves feeling you wrapped up in his arms and pressed into his neck. He could get lost in thought and lay there for hours thinking of all the things he adores about you.
If you fall asleep, he’ll stare at your face; gently pat your hair or trace your features… he’s star stuck thinking about you.
Also shows his affection in protecting you. Can not stand when other people waste your time. If you’re enjoying the conversation then sure, he’ll endure. But if you show any sign of fatigue or annoyance, he’s quick to swoop in and come up with an excuse to get yall going.
That goes for his own friends too. If anyone so much as gives a backhanded comment about you, (I.e: she’s leeching all of your time Baji/Cant you go anywhere without her?/she’s fine but I don’t like having her around/etc), he goes off. There was nothing fucking wrong with you and if you were content being by his side, then he would happily keep you there.
“Fuck you say? Ain’t no one ask you, so keep your shit shut.” He can get really aggressive with his language and dialect, don’t try fighting him further than that, it will end in fists and blood.
Speaking of, is happy to beat the shit out of anyone for you. There’s not a lot that is beneath him. (More on this @/Blood) He doesn’t hit girls, but he will pull their hair and scream in their face for a long time until they get the picture to not mess with you.
Overall: Baji only becomes an intense yandere if other people get involved. If it’s just the two of you, he’s extremely doting and careful with you, but does his best not to stir you into complex feelings that might cause you to leave him.
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jasminesfury · 1 year
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flirty enemies to lovers prompts
first post?? ahhh
part 2: here
cw: suggestive, cursing (?)
• first, the classic: heated arguments turning into make out sessions
• in addition^ A and B making out while just randomly insulting each other like “i hate you so much” “you’re the worst person on the face of this earth” “you suck” “you suck more” “literally want to kill you” “already planning your murder” in between kisses
• “you’re lucky you’re cute otherwise you would be six feet under right now” “you think i’m cute”
• “so you know how i’m like-“ “absolutely embarrassingly in love with me? yes i’m familiar go on” “can you take anything seriously?”
• A and B keep trying to hide that they’re dating and then they just get caught and no one is surprised in fact even their superiors are like “yeah…? we knew already what’s new”
• character A saying something flirty leaving B just a blushing mess and then waking away and B screams “asshole” and A responds “you love it” while walking away
• A’s roommate: “two weeks ago you gave me an entire monologue about how you hated B and now they’re in sleeping in your bed?? what the fuck is going on”
- honestly just so much stuff with roommates like.
• B’s roommate entering their washroom (while B is in the shower) and yelling over the water “HEY B DO YOU KNOW WHERE MY SHAMPOO IS I CAN’T FIND IT ANYWHERE” “name..” “BECAUSE LIKE I THOUGHT IT WAS HERE BUT I CANT-“ “name im not exactly alone in here…” “huh wha-“ and A popping through the shower curtain with the biggest smile “hey name” “oh OH HI UH i’ll just.. *knocks multiple things over* leave you two.. alone” *knocks more things over* “also i think your shampoo is over there” “ um thanks A um i’ll just-*awkward finger guns*”
• “have you finally realised just how irresistible i am” “oh shut up” and then proceeds to definitely agree
•“do you actually hate me i know we’ve had our differences and stuff but like-“ “name. i’ve never actually hated you”
• “just to be clear- this is a one time thing” “totally agreed. after that we can just forget it ever happened” “yeah..exactly”
feel free to use <3
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gubsbuubs · 4 months
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Wanna come over tonight?
(18+nsfw)
Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female!Reader
Word Count: ~ 2k
Warnings/Tags: smut, Pet names, fuck buddies, creampie, slightly Dom Spence.
Request: Can you write something with the song called If you think I’m pretty by Artemas? That part that goes “I know that you’re shitty and you’re bad for me but I cant stop thinking about it”
Summary: Spencer and Y/N navigate a complex relationship as occasional “fuck buddies,” irresistibly drawn to each other despite the acknowledgment of their mismatch. When Y/N plans a date with someone new, Spencer’s jealousy surfaces, prompting him to encourage her to cancel. As she’s on the phone with her date Spencer decides to tease her and make her job harder.
My requests are open!
English is not my first language- barely proof read this. 🍒
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I had been completely preoccupied looking for a particular file pertaining to a 1999 murder case in Pennsylvania when he made his entrance. I stood in the middle of the file room, lost in thought, staring at shelves full of carefully arranged archive boxes.
I only became aware of his presence when his distinct scent reached my nose, immediately followed by the warmth of his arms enveloping me and his lips gently grazing beneath my ear. I could recognize this embrace anywhere, so there was no need to turn around.
“Hi sweatheart" His voice resonated in my ear as I surrendered to the embrace, letting myself be engulfed by his comforting presence.
“Hi Spencer,” I whispered, a smile forming on my lips.
Turning to face him, he shifted his hands to my waist, pressing me against the archive shelves in the dimly lit file room.
"So..." he began, a mischievous twinkle danced in his eyes, the tone of his voice carrying a flirtatious hint.
"I heard you got a little date tonight," although his voice carried a touch of jealousy his lips sported a loose smile, as if he found the situation amusing.
Meeting his gaze, I lightly raised an eyebrow, inviting him to continue. "What's on your mind, Spencer?"
"Oh, really? And who might have been spreading such rumors?" I teased, leaning in closer to him, his mischievous twinkle growing brighter as he leaned in as well.
"Let's just say I have my sources," his smirk widened “So, do you?".
I couldn't help but giggle, "Maybe." I held a mischievous expression.
"Maybe." I replied once again, his gaze trailed down to my lips, a subtle yet deliberate movement.
His eyes locked onto mine, and the corner of his mouth lifted in response, "Didn't you already go on a date with Anderson?"
My hand gracefully found its place on his chest, my fingers tracing slight patterns over the crisp white fabric of his shirt.
"And he's worth a second date?" He furrowed his brows in confusion as he awaited my response.
"Maybe," he mockingly replied as he tried to imitate my voice.
"Are you jealous, Reid?"
I watched his expression change—a mix of surprise and smugness. His gaze lingered on mine for a moment before he finally spoke.
I chuckled softly at his playful response, my eyes still locked with his as he brushed a strand of hair away from my face.
"I will not confirm it or deny it"
"Oh, so it is true."
I leaned in even closer to match his proximity, “You sound jealous, Spencer."
His head found refuge in my neck as he chuckled, obviously amused by my comment.
"Stop talking...' A smile played on my lips as he reached for my hand, delicately placing a small, tender kiss on it.
"I don't need to be jealous, Y/N." I could feel the sly grin planted on his lips. "After all, you always find your way back to my bed."
He left a small kiss on my pulse before slowly traveling up to below my earlobe, where he whispered, "Not just my bed, but my car…" The vibrations of his voice resonated against my skin. "This file room, my offi.."
I decided to interrupt him, husking him with my finger as he was about to finish speaking.
"What?" He held a defensive tone, "You know the truth; he can’t fuck you like I do." His lips brushing over mine sent a shiver down my spine, drawing me in with an undeniable sense of desire. As his words hung in the air, I felt the temptation building within me. I knew, deep down, what would happen if I gave in to him.
“Have you fucked him yet?” he asked in a low tone. I took a momentary pause as I contemplated my response. The intensity of his gaze made it clear that he was not just seeking information.
“Spencer… Grant is a great guy; he…”
“So that’s a no,” he laughed, interrupting me. His laughter had a hint of mockery, as if he knew the answer before I even spoke. I could feel his jealousy radiating off him, mixing with his desire for control.
"We need to let this go, Spence. I'm trying to find someone else; you should do the same." My hand gently met his cheek, caressing his face softly as he leaned into the tender touch.
“But I don’t want it,” he whined, pursing his lips into a pout.
“How did your date go? The one with that blonde from White Collar Crime? " my tone was sweet as I let my hands roam his hair..
“It was fine,” he muttered, his eyes avoiding mine.
“Just fine?”
"Yeah, it was good, but… as soon as her lips wrapped around my dick, I could only imagine you on your knees,” he said before placing a kiss on my neck again. I chuckled softly, my fingers continuing to weave through his hair.
“Spence, stop,” I gasped, my voice trembling as I tried to regain control.
He sighed "I just miss you," his voice filled with longing.
I felt his hips thrust into me, his hand leaving my hip to slowly raise my leg.
“Why?” he asked as the kisses on my neck grew messier and hungrier.
“This is not right,”
“You don’t mean that,” he whispered against my lips.
"We can't keep doing this," I finally managed to say. "You know this is wrong; we don’t work together.”
“Shut up,” he said, holding my chin as his eyes locked on mine. “I know that you’re shitty and you’re bad for me; you don’t need to keep reminding me of that,” he said as his lips met mine. He kissed me hard, his desperation evident in the way he clung to me. It was a toxic cycle we couldn't seem to break, despite knowing it was tearing us apart. “I just can’t stop thinking about it.” He whined.
As our kiss grew more urgent, his hips pressed against mine, a familiar ache building between us. With only the flimsy material of our clothes between us, I could feel his desire as he pressed into my covered core.
"Can you please come over tonight, baby?" he asked, his voice husky with need.
"Spence, I have plans,” I replied, trying to resist the pull of his desperation. But deep down, I knew it was only a matter of time before I gave in to him once again.
"Oh, come on, you’re not balling on me for Anderson,” he scoffed, rolling his eyes.
“Why? I can always come running back to your bed, right?" I chuckled in amusement. “I think you can wait until tomorrow.”
His hands proceeded to loosen my belt and slip down the zipper of my jeans, and the mere thought of his touch sent shivers down my spine. He captured my lips once again, his fingers now trailing behind my pants, brushing over my lace panties. I couldn't help but moan softly as his touch ignited a fire within me.
"Did you pick them for him?" he remarked, a hint of jealousy creeping into his voice as he playfully snapped the band of my panties against my skin.
I blushed at his comment, feeling a mix of excitement and guilt.
"It's a shame he won't get to see them." He laughed mischievously, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. "You're ruining them, getting them all wet," his words carrying a provocative edge as his middle finger came into contact with my slit. I felt a surge of pleasure shoot through my body.
"Maybe you should cancel your plans and reschedule? What do you say?" He suggested it with a sly smile as his finger breached my entrance and entered me. He pumped it in and out, skillfully teasing my sensitive walls. I couldn't resist the urge to give in to his suggestion.
"Fuck Spence," I said, falling forward, moaning into his chest as he slipped another finger in, his hand picking up speed.
With a mischievous smile, he got my phone from my back pocket and handed it to me. "Go ahead, sweetheart; let him know something came up." I took a deep breath, trying to keep my focus as I dialed Anderson's number.
The phone rang in my ear as Spencer removed his right hand from my cunt, letting it fall to my hips and pulling my clothes down. His hands then reached for his own belt, freeing himself.
I struggled to maintain my composure as I stepped out of my jeans. Anderson's voice echoed through the phone "Y/N, Hi!".
"Grant, hi!" I replied, trying to sound casual despite feeling Spencer´s cock brushing over my clit. I shot him a warning look as if to say, - not now.
"Do you need anything, or are you just so excited you couldn't wait to talk to me later?" Anderson asked, remaining oblivious on the other side of the line. His attempt at flirting was evident; he was completely unaware of the unfolding situation.
"I'm sorry, but I think I have to reschedule tonight," I quickly muttered, my voice strained.
"Is everything okay, Y/N?" Anderson asked, his voice tinged with concern.
I tried to keep my composure as Spencer slammed into me. "Spencer…" I gasped, unable to stop a moan from escaping my lips.
"Spencer?" Anderson asked in confusion. "Is he okay?"
Fortunately, he didn't realize what was happening and remained unaware. Spencer laughed slightly as he slammed into me again, attempting to make me break while I was still on the call with Anderson.
"Yeah, yeah, he's fine. Something came up; I'll have to reschedule. Is that okay?" I tried to speak, but my voice trembled with the effort.
"Sure, Y/N. No problem at all. Life happens, and I completely understand. Take your time and let me know when you're free," Anderson replied, his tone carrying a sweet and understanding demeanor.
"Thanks; I'll reach out; take care."
“He’s so sweet and understanding” Spencer laughed as I hang up the call.
"You´re such a jerk," I said, trying to contain my moans as he pounded into me with force.
His cock slid in and out of me with ease as he guided his hips towards my sensitive spot. The sounds of wetness filled the room as I gasped in pleasure. The feeling was overwhelming, I could feel every inch of him, the intensity building with each thrust. Spencer's hands gripped my waist tightly, his movements becoming more urgent. The connection between us was electric, a mix of desire and raw passion.
My mind was consumed by the intoxicating sensations, and my body surrendered to the waves of pleasure that washed over me. Spencer's deep, husky voice filled the air, his words laced with desire and a hint of dominance. "You liked that, didn’t you?" he whispered, his breath grazing my earlobe. Every nerve in my body tingled with excitement as I nodded, unable to form words.
"Having him listening as I shoved my dick in to you," I was a moaning mess of pleasure, unable to resist the overwhelming sensations that Spencer's words and actions were evoking within me.
"Maybe you shouldn't have hung up, and he could’ve listened as I make you cum on my cock" My mind raced and my body trembled with each thrust, surrendering to the pleasure that Spencer was delivering. The room was filled with our moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin
"Fuck Spence, I´m going to cum," I gasped, my voice barely a whisper as the intensity of the moment consumed me.
"Cum for me baby, common." Spencer's voice grew huskier, matching the increasing urgency in his movements. When I reached my peak and my walls thickened around him, I felt Spencer realease inside of me in a wave of ecstasy.
As he pulled away and relaxed against the shelving unit, we both stood there breathless, relishing in the aftermath. Our foreheads glistened with sweat, and our bodies continued to tremble with pleasure.
"So, since you don't have plans anymore, wanna come over tonight?" He asked laughing sarcastically.
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I LOVED YOUR MESSAGES WITH QUACKITY ❤️❤️❤️
please do getting into an agrument with quackity headcanons please 🙏🏻🙏🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻😙😙🫣‼️💕💕🩷🩷
.✦°. • getting into an argument hcs (*´Д`*)
warnings: a bit of angst and maybe a bit ooc? I tried 😞🤚🏻
a/n: HIII!! THANK U SO MUCH! It means a lot :D and sorry if it took so long 。゚(゚´Д`゚)゚。 finals kicked my ass so I couldn’t write for a while BUT IM HERE SO LET’S GET INTO IT
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EARLY INTO THE RELATIONSHIP
(thinking of a young, little experienced Alex)
Oh it’s jover
This could actually be something that could cause a breakup cuz let me tell you THIS MAN just can’t stand confrontation
If it’s something that bugged you, he’d probably understand your point of view but would also be very overwhelmed at the thought of losing you cause he hasn’t been good enough for you, resulting in him hyper focusing on his spiraling thoughts rather than listening to what you are saying
I feel like he’d also be the type to act like nothing happened right after an argument; he’d ignore the tense situation and make jokes to light up the mood and forget about it. He’s not dense, he knows it hurts you to see him seemingly ignore your feelings like that, but he’s not used to being listened so he ends up making his partner go trough his predicament as well
BUT it’s even worse if it’s something that bugged HIM; he probably wouldn’t tell you about it, much preferring to suck it up and don’t cause problems, even though he IS creating more problems
the underlying tension caused by his silence would bring the relationship to a breaking point:
1 you break up and the regret eats him up (probably also wouldn’t reach out again because of shame and a tiny bit of ego)
2 you talk about it cause it can’t go on like this
When I talk about bugging tho, I’m thinking about things that don’t surge an immediate reaction from him, because if he’s mad, he’s mad.
He’s the venomous type, forget his silence and self pity, he’ll probably laugh in your face in irritation and say whatever the fuck he thinks
He’ll retreat to his office as soon as he sees the hurt in your face, understanding he went to far and going back to he’s usual silence, ending up giving you the silence treatment. (he also feels incredibly ashamed) (he’ll just stay in his office all day, editing mindlessly since his mind is anywhere but in the work he’s doing)
He’ll either leave you alone in bed that day, making you sulk and feel as lonely as ever, or will sleep with you but it’ll be the coldest shit ever (like the typical movie scene where two people sleep super afar from each other)
Don’t misunderstand tho, he does feel guilty, he just struggles with communicating his feelings properly (*´ー`*)
“(Name) I’m not a child, stop acting like you are my fucking mom” he spat, a look of indignation spreading on his features, shaping his otherwise gentle appearance into a strong, furious one.
“Cant you understand that I’m worried about you?” you strike back, jaw impossibly tightened “I understand that you’re very dedicated to your job, but you can’t get yourself to this state.” You sigh, not able to keep up the mad act: “You look very tired Alex”.
You take a tentative step towards him, determined to show him you weren’t scolding him, nor were you mad at him. You were trying to establish contact with him, not start a fight, after all your irritation came from worry, not anger. But he didn’t receive that well. His brows scrunching even further while his mouth twitches downwards.
“Stop acting like I’m some fucking rabid animal. I can take care of myself just fine, I don’t need a fucking babysitter”.
Seems that wasn’t the right move.
The way he was saying your name was probably what hurt the most. You find yourself missing the gentle tone he usually reserved to it when spoken.
“What are you even saying?” you breathe out, your voice being so fragile you almost don’t recognize it as your own. “Do you hear what you are saying? You are being impossible Alex”.
At this point his foot is stomping nervously on the floor. He’s getting annoyed by the minute and he can’t wait to forget about this tense situation. Arguments always put him on edge, but instead of working on the root cause of his discomfort, he always had preferred to just get himself out of the mess as soon as possible. (He hadn’t yet grasped how much that could hurt others). And that’s why, out of everything he could’ve gone, he replied with the one of the most uncalled for things he could ever come up with.
“Maybe instead of worrying about me, you should take a good look at yourself first”.
And you know what he was trying to entail.
You were never insecure of your dark circles, or at least, it wasn’t something that bugged you on the daily ever since you had found a common ground with Alex, knowing he struggled with very prominent circles cause of his lack of sleep. But for someone like him, who always had a hard time with his appearance, to clap back at you by going for your looks? Foul. Unexpected. Not like him at all.
You were sure he could tell from the look of disbelief on your face that he had fucked up.
Alex’s breathing keeps up, his chest constricts, and the anger and the pride that he has wearing like a tailored suit are stripped out of him at the sight of your frown. His mind goes haywire trying to come up with any response.
Maybe if you would’ve known him better by then, you would’ve known how terrified he was of your judgment. Even though his fame often had him deal with horrible comments filled with free hate, if judgement came from you, it scarred 100 times more than anything could ever do.
“Just leave it be, I’m fine” it’s all he mutters before booking it and hiding himself in his office, leaving you to stand there, in the middle of your living room.
Tears prickle your eyes, threatening to fall at any moment and your lip begs you for mercy as you bite into it.
God, why was communicating so difficult in this house?
LONG INTO THE RELATIONSHIP
It took time, it took healing, it took sitting down and TALKING to finally find your balance
He’s still pretty much venomous when it comes to immediate triggers, but after you are both done fighting and cursing each other out, you talk about it and come out of it somewhat unscathed
Anger isn’t easy to control or refrain after all, but you both try your best, and you are able to make up most of the times without falling into old dynamics of silent treatment or isolation
If something bugs him, he most likely will tell you; he is hesitant about it, but after many nights spent in your arms, he starts to let go on some of his biggest worries (anxiety still gnaws at his core every time he opens his mouth though, that doesn’t get old at all)
If something bugs you, he doesn’t shy away from confrontation anymore; he’s not perfect at it either, he still feels the urge to run away and laugh about it all, but he’s gotten way better at it
He’s still very scared of you having a negative opinion about him, but now you know him well enough to spend some extra time to reassure him that you won’t stop loving him for a petty fight, and that arguments in relationship are important to grow not only as a couple, but as people too
“(Name)” he calls out, and you instantly recognize the hint of anxiety that he’s trying to hide from you.
“Yes honey?” you reply, taking your eyes off your phone to stare into his pretty, brown ones. They screamed stress, fear, yet also determination. He did so much progress compared to the beginnings of your relationship. You were proud of him.
Alex took a deep breath before saying: “Uhm, It’s about the photo of us you posted earlier”. You could practically smell the tension in the air. His body is stiff, his chest is heaving, but your gaze is captured by his fingers and by how his nails are digging into them continuously, tearing his already red skin.
You take his hands in yours, preventing him from doing further damage to his poor, abused fingers. You knew he does it as a way to ground himself, but he really needed to find a new coping method - one that didn’t feature him torturing his body if possible.
He stares at his hands in yours for a while. You don’t say anything, allowing him to take his time.
“Okay fuck it” Alex whispers under his breath, so quietly you almost miss it.
“It makes me feel insecure, I don’t like it” he admits, keeping his focus on your hands as he munches his bottom lip nervously. You, in response, draw slow circles on his hands, offering him a gentle smile.
“Can you delete it..?” he sounds unsure, like he’s testing the waters instead of actually making a request. Either way you welcome it.
You put one of your fingers under his chin, gently applying pressure for him to lift his head, just enough to look at you. “Of course I can. Thank you for telling me Alex, I know it’s hard”. His once tense body relaxes.
He avoids your tender gaze, seemingly preferring to stare at the floor, yet you see the soft blush that was quickly taking over his cheeks. You also can’t help but notice that he already had found his charming smile back.
“Stop looking at me like that” he mumbles as his smile spreads. Uh oh, that can only mean trouble.
“Like what” your eyes narrow, not trusting his new found confidence.
“Like this”.
His imitation is pitiful: furrowed eyebrows, small frown and large puppy dog eyes. The more you look at him, the more he reminds you of that one emo guy that kind of looks like him (he definitely does). He looks ridiculous. How did you even fall in love with this dude?
You slap his arm, scoffing out a laugh as you look at him incredulous: “I don’t look like that!”.
“I think you do” he says with a smug tone, one that makes you want to hit him with a pillow till he goes back to sleep. And maybe you just will.
“Oh it’s on you motherf-“
The room was filled with laughter instead of unconfortable, loud silence.
(first post of 2024 yippiee)
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