#but rach is a close second

[pianogang]

#music #musician #classical #composer #polls #schubert #bach #mozart #shostakovich #beethoven #debussy #tchaikovsky #rachmaninoff #chopin #i personally pick debussy #but rach is a close second

[wileys-russo]

could you write a blurb with mearps where she’s away at camp and reader has had a hard time sleeping without her, they facetime before bed and mary can see how tired r is but she’s adamant she can stay awake to hear about how her trainings going but ends up falling asleep on call? x

kiss you through the phone II m.earps

you groaned as you tapped your phone for the tenth time, only a few minutes having passed as you gave in with a sigh, leaning over and flicking your bedside lamp on.

there was no point in laying in complete darkness by yourself, you weren't sleeping anytime soon. your girlfriend was away on camp and though normally you struggled a little to sleep without her, this week had been especially hard.

you'd recently gotten a promotion at work and though the salary bump and your own office was much appreciated, the extra responsibilities and unpaid overtime wasn't.

you loved what you were doing but come friday night and you were shattered, wishing for nothing more than to just curl up in marys arms. which is what lead to now as you lay here awake, only nine pm but exhausted, almost too tired to sleep.

you doom scrolled your social media's for a while, smiling seeing marys face pop up on a lionesses video from today, sharing it to your story like the proud girlfriend you were. all of your social media's were private, the world knew you were with mary but the two of you kept your relationship as much to yourselves as you could.

it would appear that small post had alerted someone to you being awake as within not even thirty seconds of it posting an incoming facetime call from your girlfriend popped up.

"hi love." you smiled happily, clicking accept as a beat passed and the call connected, marys face smiling right back at you. "you're up! why didn't you call me?" mary frowned and you smiled at the small pout on her lips.

"you said you were going to watch a movie with some of the girls babe, and i called you a few hours ago when i was making dinner." you laughed as her pout deepened. "but we're both awake now so why weren't we talking." she argued with a huff.

"would you like to check our messages thread to see who the last one to reply was?" you teased with a chuckle, marys eyes widening as she clicked out of the facetime. "hey it was you! don't make me worry like that." her face popped back up now with a scowl.

"how was your evening with the girls baby? tell me about it." you requested, adjusting your position and resting your phone against the pillow which was normally mary's, laying down a little more.

"mm well we actually had a games night instead! you remember the rec room from when you last visited right?" mary checked as you hummed with a small nod, sarina allowing the girls a few friends and families days during the world cup camp at SGP.

"so they split us up into teams and of course i got stuck with little miss can't take a loss toone." mary rolled her eyes making you laugh at the mention of your very stubborn friend as mary rattled off the rest of her team.

"first up was blackjack. crushed it!" mary paused to brush some imaginary dirt off her shoulders cockily as you smiled, eyes starting to feel just a little more heavy, comforted by the familiar sound of your girlfriends voice.

"ugh then we played twister...that got messy!" mary whistled with a wince, recalling how half the girls had wound up in a crumpled heap on the floor, poor hempo crushed beneath them.

"love you look shattered." mary stopped her story as she paused to look at you, eyes half closed as they suddenly snapped back awake. "m'fine baby, keep going." you waved for her to continue, moving to prop your head up on your hand.

"then we played jenga and tooney got us disqualified for cheating!" mary scoffed with a roll of her eyes. "what did she do?" you chuckled, eyes drooping for a moment before you exhaled and shook your head.

"kicked the table 'subtly' and knocked the whole tower over, rach tackled her to the ground and smacked her round cause she was winning." mary smiled in amusement, mostly at the fact you were half asleep than the story she was telling.

"well then we played darts." mary again winced, peaking your curiosity despite your fast fading state.

"less accidentally hit gracie with a dart, she threw one back and hit niamh, niamh tried to go after her and stepped on a dart dropped by maya and well...it sort of became a free for all acupuncture session until the staff stepped in and shut everything down." mary recounted grimacing and rubbing her arm where even she'd copped a few pricks.

"sounds more like a girls trip than a work camp." you teased sleepily, slurring your words slightly making your girlfriend smile adoringly. "baby go to sleep. you're beautiful and i love you very much but you are exhausted!" mary spoke softly as your head suddenly dropped, your hand giving out as you perked up again.

"no no i just dozed off babe keep talking. what's on your training agenda for tomorrow?" you sighed, firmly in denial despite your eyes still slotting closed again. you hummed as mary began to recount her schedule for her tomorrow, watching on with a soft lovesick smile as your breathing evened out and you eventually stopped responding all together, dead asleep.

"goodnight my beautiful stubborn girl." mary chuckled with a playful roll of her eyes reaching out to hang up, finger hesitating by the screen. dropping her hand she smiled, flicking off the lamp and moving her phone to the other pillow, settling into bed and kissing her fingers, pressing them against the screen as her own eyes slotted closed, the two of you falling asleep together despite being miles apart.

#woso x reader #woso imagine #mary earps x reader #mary earps #engwnt #woso blurbs #woso fanfics #woso

[desperate-gay]

leah being boyfriend leah (cause we al love boyfriend leah) and trying to get the reader to take her medicine AND then BOOM teammates walk in (specify if you like) and like nobody knew they were together they though like FRIENDS

HAVE FUNN ILYYY DOMESTIC

Medicine

Leah Williamson x fem!reader

It was the time of year when the weather started to shift a little and everybody got sick. You, of course, are one of those lucky participants. This morning you woke up congested with a pounding headache, and your girlfriend took quick notice of this.

And here you are, still in bed arguing with Leah that you are perfectly fine. She stands at the end of the bed in a tank top with her arms crossed over her chest, giving you a look.

“Baby, I’m fine.” You assure her, yet you still remain in bed with the covers resting over your body. Your girlfriend has noticed you kicking and pulling the blankets up constantly through the night and morning, most likely because you have a cold and you’re experiencing temperature fluctuations. But you being you, you are too stubborn to let her know she’s right.

“I will give you €20 and I will leave you alone if you close your mouth and breathe through your nose.”

You squint your eyes at her, knowing where she is getting at. The chances if you do follow through with it, you’ll either suffocate or you will get proven wrong. Her eyebrows are raised, waiting for you to do something. You shake your head and get up out of bed.

“I gotta pee.”

Leah rolls her eyes at your obvious attempt to avoid the situation. “Would you stop being so bloody stubborn and just admit you are sick!” She shouts over the closed bathroom door. After a few seconds, she hears the toilet flush and the door open. You step out for just a second and give her a pointed look.

“I am not sick.”

Turning around, you make your way back into the bathroom to brush your teeth. “It’s not a bad thing you know. It happens to you almost every year.” Leah follows you, demanding that you give up on your front.

“Well lucky for me, it’s not happening this year.” Your words are muffled by your frothy mouth, but Leah understands every syllable. She sits on the standing tub and just stares at you through the mirror.

Once you’re done, you wipe your mouth with a rag and turn your body to look at the blonde. You place your hands on the counter behind you and look back at her. Finally, she stands up and puts her hands up in surrender.

“Fine. Then I guess you wouldn’t mind on Mills and Rach comin’ over, would ya?” Leah was already walking out of the bathroom, too ahead to see your eyes widening. Of course, you love the two but together? Together they are chaotic. And that would just add more pressure to your head, but you have to act like you’re excited to see them or Leah will question why you don’t want them over. While walking away, the blonde has a smug smile etched on her face, knowing exactly what she’s doing. She just wants you to admit that you’re feeling under the weather so she can wrap you up and take care of you.

“That sounds great, baby!” Her smile drops at your reply, and little does she know, so does yours.

—

A couple of hours later, both you and Leah lay on the couch, snuggled up in a blanket, watching Brooklyn 99. Your head leans on her shoulder while her arm is wrapped over yours, her hand rubbing up and down your arms, keeping you close. You feel a tickle in your throat and you bring up your fist to try and muffle your cough, but Leah notices your body jerking.

“Alright, that’s enough. I’m getting you some medicine.” She gets up from the sofa and heads toward your bedroom to get the cold medicine.

She returns to the living room with a spoon in one hand and a bottle in the other, making your eyes pop out of your head. “Leah, I am okay-“

“No, you’re not, and you are going to take this medicine right now.” Her voice is stern as she pours the syrup on the metal. You bounce up and start to make a run for it. “Y/n, I swear to god!” She places the spoon gently on the table and runs to find you.

As Leah is chasing you around the house, the door opens revealing Millie and Rachel with a few treats in their hands. They’re about to call out for the both of you before they are cut off by you sprinting past them, Leah hot on your trail.

“You will never catch me!”

“I will force this down your throat and you will take it!”

Both of the guests' eyes widen and they look at each other, Millie mouthing a wow as Rachel nods in agreement. They hear a huge thump along with a few screams.

“Get off of me!” Leah had somehow tricked you and hid herself in a corner where you were running past, giving her a chance to tackle you to the ground. Her legs clutch together your legs while her arms pin yours to the wooden floor.

“Millie, Rachel! Get me the syrup from the table, now!”

“Don’t listen to her, you guys!”

The two cluelessly drop the snacks and grab the medicine to give to Leah. When they come into the kitchen, they quickly hand the defender the spoon and bottle and back away, seeing you struggle underneath her. You gasp and look at the two.

“Traitors.”

Leah moves up so her knees are pinning your arms, leaving her hands free to gather what she needs. You continue to move your legs, hoping she might spill and give up, but much to your dismay, she has a steady ground. Millie and Rachel have already made their way to the living room to find something to watch so they can eat their food.

Your girlfriend pours the red liquid onto the spoon and starts to move it towards your mouth. You continuously shake your head back and forth, making it almost impossible to make it in your mouth, but the blonde uses her other free hand to grab your jaw and hold it in its place.

“Baby, please. We- we can talk about this.” You try and reason, but she just shakes her head with a smirk on her face.

“Nuh uh, now open wide, doll.” Her hand squeezes your cheeks, causing your jaw to slack open. The cold metal clanks against your teeth as the cherry syrup glides its way down your throat. You squeeze your eyes in disgust, hoping for the taste to go away as soon as possible. “See that wasn’t that bad.” Leah smiles when you open your eyes and leans down to place a chaste kiss on your lips.

Your tongue hangs out in disgust to show that it really was that bad. Your girlfriend rolls her eyes and gets off of you, offering you a hand which you take. The two of you walk into the living room to see Millie and Rach laughing at what seems to be the movie Grown Ups on the TV.

“Hello there, love birds!” Rachel says with a laugh. Leah places her arm over your shoulder and chuckles at your pouting face. She brings you back to the sofa to resume the position you were in not too long ago.

—

By nighttime, the duo left, leaving you and your girlfriend in the house alone. Your headache had luckily gone away, but your nose was still clogged, you constantly felt like you had to cough, and your hearing felt muffled.

Once in bed, you cuddle up to Leah with your head on her chest and her arm wrapped around you. Her eyes are closed but yours are still open.

“Baby?”

“Hmm?”

“I think I’m sick.”

With her eyes still closed, she laughs at your final admission and kisses you on the forehead, pulling you closer to her.

#leah williamson x reader #woso x reader #leah being bf #bf leah williamson #leah williamson #woso #lgbtq

[quimichi]

. . . . ╰──╮MY GOOD BOY, RIGHT? ╭──╯ . . . .

Albedo x Creator!Reader

: ̗̀➛ "Look at you" you say, the smile that graced your face was audible for him to hear. Both teasing and adoring him for the view he gave you. On his knees, kneeling before the god he promised to forever worship. Your fingers gently run through his soft blond hair, scratching his scalp that led him to close his eyes of the pure ecstacy he feels from this touch alone.

: ̗̀➛ "All mine, right?" Yes, all yours, only yours. Thats what he thought in his head, but he couldn't from the words and let them out. You make him weak, he can only repeat those words you graced him with in his mind. Burning them into his memories to never forget how you breathed them to his face. He never felt so comfortable in someones presence, you feel like home, like a fireplace in a winter night. Nothing could ever compare to you, if someone dares to even say otherwise he will do anything to prove them wrong. He will work at your command, just say it. Albedo is hopelessly devoted to you.

: ̗̀➛ But all he could do now was nod, noding in such a desperate and pathetic way, so eager that if he would comprehend what he just did would embarrass him. You leave him no other choice but lose his mind in your presence alone. "My good boy" you coo, his cheeks turn red. Heart raching so strong in his chest hes afraid you will somehow hear, although he knows you couldn't. The words send shivers down his spine, your head scratches alone made him close to pass out, but now those words?

: ̗̀➛ He is your good boy, no one else's. You are aware of this, you never were so sure of something than this. But its just so much fun to play a little with your good boy...With shaky, unsteady movements Albedo crawls toward you and carefully he raises himself up from his knees. His hands are trembling, for just a few mere seconds hes above you, higher than you. The thought alone made his brain turn to mush. You look up at him expectantly, and slowly he sinks down onto your lap. Carefully not to position himself uncomfortably on your thighs.

: ̗̀➛ With the last bit of confidence he has left, he gently takes a hold of your hands and places them on his waist. You instantly start to softly massage the tender flesh of his waist, making him keep the whimper that threatnes to escape his mouth in. He swallows hard before he dares to look into your holy eyes, the eyes that stare back into his with high expectations. He feels small, he will be crushed under your gaze, "Yours...your good boy only, your grace"

A/n: I tried ok, but my english is eh and so is my writing, but the idea didn't came from me! This great idea came from chococolte ♡ obviously theyre better than me haha

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #albedo #albedo x reader #albedo kreideprinz #albedo genshin impact #genshin sagau #genshin impact sagau #genshin cult au #yandere male #yandere #yandere albedo x reader

[putellasawfc]

down again !

rachel daly x lioness!reader

( a/n : sorry i haven’t posted in sooo long omg !! honestly the holiday season drained me & since i’ve been so unmotivated to write :( & i’ve been dealing with stuff in my personal life, nothing serious just so hectic ! but i am slowly coming back. still have a mary earps request & arsenal x teen!reader request to work on and a few of you have asked for a pt2 to the wag in training instagram post i made. they will all be coming eventually ! )

-

you jogged beside rachel up and down the pitch, you and the others girls were warming yourselves up for the ninety minute game against belgium that was due to commence in twenty minutes from now, the fans had already begun to fill the seats of the stadium and you were eager to win this for them. you were excited for the match, a little nervous but mostly excited.

it had been awhile since you were in the starting line up after recovering from an ankle injury, you had been on the bench for all the recent games and you were more excited than ever to be able to play a full game again, though sarina had advised you to let her know if you felt as though you were pushing your ankle too much and she would take you off immediately, not wanting to risk you causing any further damage to it which could lead to anything permanent.

you felt a nudge against your hip, and turned to see your girlfriend of almost a year smiling at you knowingly. “you gonna score a banger for us today?”

you rolled your eyes playfully, knowing she was only half serious. “what do i get if i do?”

“umm..” she cocked her head to the side whilst she pretended to think, both of you turning on your heel once you reached the end of the pitch so you could run back up again. “a big fat kiss and a box of chocolates?”

“is that it?”

you gasped at the sudden shove you were given, stumbling over your two feet as rachel laughed and continued jogging.

“oi!” you called out, “you can’t do that, i’m fragile remember.” you caught up with her, shoving her in return though not with as much effort she had just given you.

“yeah, yeah.” she shrugged you off, “that’s not what you were saying last night.”

“rach!” you cried out, head whipping around to ensure nobody was nearby to hear what the blonde was insinuating.

she laughed at your reaction, and you almost wondered why you put up with her sometimes, but when you glanced in her direction and saw her already smiling back at you with that fond look in her eye, that look you only saw when she was staring back at you, you didn’t waste another second trying to guess.

“you’re such a pain sometimes.”

-

you made your way into the penalty box as one of the belgium girls grabbed the ball and made her way to the corner, the red and black kitted team earning themselves a corner after the ball had been kicked out by millie when number nine had gotten too close for comfort. you got in position, standing where you usually always stood which was just outside goal, as closest to mary than any of the other england players with a few girls from the other team pushing and grabbing their ways between you and your fellow lioness.

you sent the blonde a reassuring smile, confident that you would be able to stop the ball from touching the inside of the net with how well you had all been playing so far already.

the ball had been kicked and was now soaring through the air with some speed, you bounced on your feet as you waited to see where it looked more likely to land, your arm stuck out to prevent one of the belgium girls from knocking you out of the way and gaining an advantage on the ball.

the seconds went by in slow motion as the ball got closer and closer to where you stood, and you made the quick decision that you would try and header the goal out of play as it seemed like the best decision, you did not want to risk passing it to another member of the competition and have them get it past your or mary.

you jumped on your feet, leaning forward to connect your head with the leather material when out of nowhere, you felt a harsh push against your back and ribs that had your head flying into something else instead, something that had you crumbling to the floor only a second later with your head in your hands and a mind numbing pain spreading through your entire body.

the crowd exploded into a chorus of boo’s, and the whistle blew not even a second later, the loud sounds doing nothing to soften that pulsing agony in your head. you didn’t want to move, your whole body felt heavy and the thought of stretching even a single part of your body sounded like hell to you. you didn’t even react when you felt a gentle hand on your back, or another on your shoulder, or another on the top of your head where the hairband to your ponytail was positioned. the pain was so intense you were sure that if you weren’t so out of it you would be a sobbing mess right now.

you felt a body loom over yours, and some hair tickle your ear, “babe? can you hear me? are you alright?”

the northern accent that sounded from your girlfriend was heavily coated in an unusual sense of concern that you never really heard from the carefree blonde, but with you down on the floor, seemingly unresponsive the villa player was more scared than she had ever been.

“babe? can you please just say something? or move your hand? just wanna make sure you’re awake okay? please.” she sounded desperate at the end, and your heart clenched at the panic in her voice.

so with all the strength you could muster, which right now wasn’t a lot, you moved your hand until you managed to find her thigh, where you let it sit, feeling comforted by the skin on skin contact you had with your girlfriend. it wasn’t long before she grabbed that hand and squeezed it in her own, her slender fingers intertwining with your own as her thumb rubbed the back of you knuckles.

“you’re gonna be okay, yeah? the medics are here love, they’re gonna make sure you’re good.”

you mentally nodded at that, though didn’t make any move to physically show her you had acknowledged her words. you felt her press a quick peck to the back of your knuckles before she released your hold in hers and moved aside to let the medics in. you frowned at the loss of contact, but there wasn’t much you could do about it until you were at least able to verbally communicate with the people surrounding you.

the medics checking you out was a blur, just a lot of hands touching your face and neck, moving your head back and forth, the gasp from some of your teammates when they caught sight of the nasty gash on your temple that you hadn’t even realised was there until the alcohol wipes came out. a light was shone in your eyes briefly, before it was flickered off and the medic gestured to two other medics who were waiting offside.

a few seconds later a bright orange could be seen from your blurred vision, though you knew what it was straight away. there was no mistaking the stretcher you had seen being brought out more times than you had liked throughout your career, most of the time for other players but today it seemed as you were the lucky girl about to be carried off the pitch. you panicked a little, worrying how serious your injury was if the medics thought the stretcher was necessary.

your eyes sought out the presence of the only person who could calm you at this moment, flickering around wildly in a desperate attempt to find her but it was like she had all of a sudden vanished.

it was hemp who clicked onto who you were looking around for, the man city striker was stood at a distance, biting at her nails as she watched over you almost protectively, and seeing you so frantic in your attempts to place your girlfriend had her feeling even more sorry for you. she was quick to help out, looking around to find rachel, who to no surprise, was with millie just out of sight from you.

millie was holding the smaller girl back with a hand to her chest, as rachel yelled at the culprit who was the reason for your newfound concussion, the woman in question at least having the decency to look guilty. rachel’s face was flushed red with anger, and her hand was flying all over the place as she yelled. it was a good job millie was there, lauren thought to herself. though millie herself wasn’t looking at the belgium player too nicely either.

with the medics ready to lift you and get you on the stretcher, lauren didn’t waste anymore time and jogged over to the duo, placing a hand on rachel’s shoulder which halted her ranting as she looked to see who had approached.

“they’re carrying y/n off rach, i think she wants you with her.” hemp kept the explanation brief, knowing it would be enough to have rachel retreating and joining you.

and she was right, rachel didn’t even bother to look back at the belgium player again before she rushed off to where you were still laid on the floor, some of the other lionesses now wandering off to give the two of you (along with the medics) some much needed space. she fell down on her knees next to you, and you let out a breath you hadn’t even realised you’d been holding.

“come on pretty girl, let’s get you somewhere they can treat you properly yeah? need you all fixed up so we can have you with us again.” rachel did a good job at soothing your racing thoughts, her encouraging smile enough to ease the part of your brain that was coming up with all sorts of scary injuries you were convincing yourself you might have.

with your head still being in immense pain, you were still unable to nod in response, so instead you opted to send her a weak smile to let her know you were listening and appreciated her being there. she smiled back, moving to squeeze your hand in hers once again which added to the comfort you felt with her around.

“just gonna stand back whilst they get you up, okay? then i’ll be with you whilst they carry you off. ella’s gonna be with you whilst i’m still on the pitch but if sarina takes me off i’ll be finding you straight away, alright babe?” she explained, and you squeezed her hand in acknowledgement, feeling more at ease now you knew toone who was on the bench right now, would be with you whilst the medics checked you over inside.

rachel did as she said and temporarily let go of your hand so that she could step away and allow the medics to handle you properly, not wanting to get in their way and cause any issues whilst they dealt with you. a mixture of emotions weighed heavy on her heart.

she was angry at the player who decided to shove you head first into the goal post, just to stop you from getting rid of the ball that mary had caught anyways. no she was livid actually. but she was also upset for you, who had just gotten back on the pitch after waiting almost two months for your ankle to heal after your last incident on the pitch, now you’d be off again and for your sake she just hoped it wasn’t for longer than two weeks at most. and on top of all that she was worried, very worried about the state that you were in.

this wasn’t just a simple hit to the head that you could walk off, clearly. you were bleeding heavily and it was as if you weren’t even aware of where you were, or who you were with or what had just happened. she was just grateful you seemed to be able to understand what people were saying to you, that would’ve been too much for her to cope with she was sure.

millie comforted her whilst she waited for the medics to finish, and she was grateful for the support from her best friend who didn’t speak, only rubbed her shoulder comfortingly in the stressful seconds that passed. it had been six minutes now since the game had been halted because of your injury, and whilst the others girls ran to their managers and listened to advice and new game strategies, rachel refused to leave the pitch with you on it, especially with the state that you were in. if it weren’t for the cameras that were no doubt pointed at her right now, she was sure she’d be a mess until she found out for certain you were going to be okay.

she moved forward the second your body was lifted on the stretcher and squeezed inbetween two bodies so that she could grab ahold of your hand for the third time since you went down, using her spare hand to rub up and down your arm whilst she walked with you all the way off the pitch. the crowd watching erupted into applause as they always did when an injured player was carried off and rachel could only smile at the show of appreciation for you, her super girl who would’ve no doubt been tearing up at the love you were receiving if you were really aware of it.

when you reached the end of the pitch, she quickly leaned down and as gently as she could placed a quick kiss to your cheek, giving you once saddened glance before she moved back. “love you baby, i promise i’ll come see you as soon as i can.”

the only thing keeping rachel relaxed at the moment was knowing that ella would be with you on the other side, one of your best friends on the squad who she knew would look after you in replace of her. she waited until you were out of sight before she turned to make her way back to the pitch, making eye contact with the belgium player who had been sent off with a red card for deliberately pushing you into the goal post, and she was tempted to approach the dark haired woman and do something she’d probably regret in the morning. but before she even had a chance to take a step in that direction, sarina appeared in her line of sight and sent her a look, a look that said ‘you know you don’t really want to’.

and despite the vision of you laying on the floor, body crumpled and unmoving so clear in her mind, she knew sarina was right. so reluctantly, she steered her body in the opposite direction and jogged back to her original position as she waited for the game to recommence.

-

four hours had passed and you were now laid in bed in your hotel room, the one you shared with rachel as you always did when you were at camp, with the blonde fretting over your every need.

the doctors you had seen had confirmed you had a hefty concussion, and would be out of any form of football based activities for the next two weeks, which was a bummer but you were just glad it wasn’t too long, hopefully two weeks would pass by in a flash.

unfortunately, they had given rachel a list of symptoms to look out for incase your condition worsened and now the poor woman hadn’t relaxed since she’d gotten back, constantly checking up on you and watching over you like a hawk so she could catch any slight change in your current state so she could alert them immediately.

“rach, babe, come sit please. can’t relax with you pacing around like you are.” you stressed, patting the empty space beside you. “i am fine. i promise i will let you know if anything changes.”

she tutted at that but approached the bed as you had asked her to. “will you though? i know what you’re like. wont wanna say anything because you won’t want me to panic.”

“i think it’s too late for me to be worrying about making you panic.” you teased, and she glared in response.

“well i’m glad you can make jokes right now. i don’t think you understand how scared i actually was when i saw you down like that.”

your heart clenched at the sight of rachel with her head down whilst she fiddled with her fingers, and suddenly you felt bad for making jokes when she was so obviously still upset about the whole situation.

“hey, look at me rach.” you reached out and placed your hand on top of hers that were together on her lap. “i am okay, the doctors know what they’re doing and they said i’m fine, yeah? i promise you, cross my heart and hope to die, that i will tell you if i start feeling worse, okay? as soon as.”

she stared back at you for a second, her eyes wandering from yours to the bandage that had been wrapped around your head after your injury had been cleaned, before she let out a sigh and nodded, her tense body finally relaxing for the first time since the game which you took as a small win.

“think you need to start playing in bubble wrap from now on. first your ankle, now your head, what’s next?”

you were relieved to hear your girlfriend joke around with you once again, albeit her tone lacked the usual cheekiness that it usually held when she was messing around with you, obviously still not completely at ease with everything but she was showing signs of getting there.

“think sarina will add it to the next training kit for me? i’ll even offer to put some money towards it.” you smiled, hand moving to cup rachel’s cheek whilst you watched her eyes light up in amusement.

“yeah i’m sure she’ll be proper up for it, especially if it means actually having you on the pitch for more than a game at a time.” she retaliated with a laugh at the end and you playfully rolled your eyes at her light hearted comment.

“i made it almost sixty minutes, better than what i’ve been getting lately, i’ll take what i can get.” you shrugged, and now it was her turn to roll her eyes.

“love you silly girl, even when you’re so accident prone.” she leaned forward and pecked your lips, which you melted into happily.

“in my defence, what happened today wasn’t an accident! i’m a victim.” you told her, which earned you a shove back against the headboard.

#woso #woso community #woso x reader #woso one shot #woso imagine #woso fluff #lionesses one shot #lionesses x reader #aston villa wfc x reader #rachel daly x reader #rachel daly one shot #rachel daly imagine

[girls-alias]

On His Lap P2

Title: On his Lap Part 2 Words: 2,576 Relations: Dean Winchester X reader. TW: SMUT, strong language. Unprotected sex.

Prompt:

Requested a part 2 💟 @spider-rach

SMUT! LAST WARNING:

"What room is it?" Sam asked, grabbing my attention. I saw Dean smirking out of the corner of my eye clearly happy he had distracted me.

"Ugh," I quickly looked at the key. "17," I explained as I threw him a key. He thanked me as he and Cas started making their way to the room. I smiled innocently at Dean as he made no attempt to move. I turned to follow them but Dean's hand grabbed my wrist lightly, stopping me from leaving. I looked at him confused as he smirked. Licking his lips before pulling his bottom lip between his teeth. I watched mesmerising, paralysed by the sight.

His eyes moved to my chest, I scoffed about to playfully call him a pig but was silenced as his hand ventured down the neck of my shirt and the back of his hand lightly grazed my left breast. I gasped, hand in a fist as I prepared to punch him in the face. I don't know why it bothered me so much, I just didn't think he would do it so out in the open where anyone could see us, especially Sam and Cas. I realised instantly, wincing internally as he pulled his hand from my bra, one of the other motel room keys in his hand as he smirked at me widely. I groaned as he looked proud of himself.

"See you in ten minutes," He winked before walking away, going to the second room rather than the one Sam and Cas had entered. I gulped as I watched him. He strutted with confidence. I stood, dumbfounded the entire time he went to the room. I gawked at him as he stepped into the room, looking back at me with a smirk before pulling his shirt over his head, clearly giving me a show before closing the door. My jaw was definitely on the floor. We flirt, we joke, today he touched me and now he's waiting in the room for me. I should just go to the room, who cares about making excuses for Sam and Cas. That specimen of a man is waiting for me.

I bit my nail as I thought, I'm just going to go. I shrugged beginning to make my way to the room.

"Y/N?" Cas' innocent voice startled me. I turned around smiling at him. "Aren't you coming in?" He asked standing in the doorway of room 17. I chuckled softly.

"Dean went to get coffee so I was going to help him in case he couldn't carry them," I lied. Cas looked at me confused.

"Why wouldn't he be able to carry them?" He asked, I smiled to hide my annoyance with his interrogation.

"You know, he only has two hands there's 4 coffees," I tried.

"Why would he get 4? I don't drink coffee, I don't drink anything," I rolled my eyes, mentally begging for the strength to handle this right now.

"We thought it was mean to leave you out, just go inside," I explained faking a big smile.

"But-"

"Go inside, Cas. We'll be back with the coffees soon," I explained. He was confused but went inside. I pretended to walk in a different direction in case he was watching me but as soon as I was out of sight I ran to the room.

I opened the door slowly, peaking my head in slightly. I yelped when I noticed Dean had waited at the door, he pulled me in and forced the door shut. He pushed me against the wall, finding my wrists in the movement and held them above my head on the wall. I gulped as he admired me, his eyes hungry as his breath was quick. He clicked the door lock with a smirk, and he placed his free hand on my cheek, leaning in to connect our lips. He moved his hands from my wrist, sliding his hand down my arm, my side and landing on my waist to pull my hips to him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. His warm skin comforted me.

His tongue entered my mouth as he deepened the kiss, I softly moaned into his mouth as he gripped my waist. He smiled against my lips before bending down slightly and grabbing the back of my legs. "Jump," He instructed, quickly breaking the kiss. I jumped into his arms as he caught my weight and held me to his hips. His lips eagerly reconnected to mine. My breath quickened as he pressed me against the wall, his hands on my ass as he held me up easily. God, he's strong.

His lips moved from mine to trail down my jaw and neck. I moaned, my head dropping back as he placed open-mouthed kisses on my neck. My legs automatically clenched, and he grinned against my skin. "I bet you're soaking wet already," His voice was deeper than normal. I bit my lip as I hummed in agreement. "I'd like to feel for myself," He moved a hand to my back as he backed up so I wasn't against the wall. He continued kissing my neck as he carried me to the bed. He held me close as he lay me down on the bed, still staying close so he was hovering above me, between my legs. He reconnected our lips, kissing me passionately as his hands roam my body. His hand collected the bottom of my shirt, slowly pulling it up. He disconnected our lips only momentarily as he pulled the shirt off of me.

I smiled watching his grin at my shirtless form. God, he's so hot. He came back to my lips, his hand finding my side before slowly moving his hand to behind my back. His skin on mine, his slow movements sent tingles along the skin he touched. He easily unclasped my bra with one hand, I gasped not expecting him to be able to do it but he sat up and smiled at me. He slowly pulled my bra from my body, remaining in eye contact as if he were studying me to check it was okay. As I smiled and moved out of the bra he grinned knowing I was happy. I suppose it's fair that we're both shirtless. I giggled as he threw my bra aside, smirking at me before leaning in. I lifted my chin to kiss him but he pulled his lips away and chuckled at my disappointed expression.

"Tell me to stop if you want," He explained, his hips grinding into mine slightly, I moaned feeling his jeans graze against me. He grinned as he sweetly kissed my shoulder.

"You will never hear me say it," I replied, he chuckled as he pulled away to admire me.

"Good girl," He added as he swooped in to kiss me. His tongue met mine as they danced between our mouths. I moaned at his words. He seemed to smile against my lips. "You like that?" He asked against my lips. I nodded softly not wanting to break the kiss. Dean's hand trailed down my side, his finger catching on the hem of my shorts. He smirked against my lips. My breath seemed to pool in my chest. Anticipation making my hair stand on edge. He pulled away from the kiss, and my body reacted by whimpering before I could even think. He chuckled before connecting open-mouthed kisses to my neck. I dropped my head back as my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

Dean smirked against my neck before his hand slipped into my shorts. I gulped, begging him to touch where I craved him most. His fingers explored further, my breath erratic as I craved his touch. I moaned as he finally ran his fingers through my folds, the tip of his middle finger at my entrance. He moaned against my skin, and I moaned hearing him so pleased. "You really are wet," He commented before kissing my neck, biting it a little harshly as his finger slid inside me. I moaned, my back arching up from the bed. He moaned into my neck. He sucked my neck slightly and I breathed in through my teeth knowing he was leaving a hickey. I love hickeys, he's claiming me as his. He curled his fingers once they were deep inside me. I moaned, begging for him to replace them with his dick.

He grinned against my neck. "You're such a good, wet girl," I moaned as his words sent vibrations down my spine before meeting his fingers inside me, he curled and straightened to please me.

"Please, fuck me," I practically begged, my voice coming out in moans as he grinned.

"I didn't think you were the begging kind," He chuckled, his fingers unrelenting. He slowly pulled his fingers from inside me, and I eagerly pulled his lips to mine. Our tongues fought for dominance as I worked on the buckle of his jeans, he grinned against my lips as I undid his jeans and pulled on them to show I wanted them off him. He chuckled as he leaned back, standing up to take them off. I grinned at him as I pulled my shorts and underwear off.

"Eager," He commented but I chuckled as I rolled my eyes, holding my hands up to show I wanted him back to me. I bit my lip as I admired his penis. I could tell it was a great size when I was sat on his lap but my mouth dried seeing it in person. I've never craved someone so much. He leaned in, hovering over me again as his dick met us in the middle. He connected our lips, kissing me eagerly, hungrily. I whimpered as his dick grazed against my entrance. He bit my bottom lip, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head as he tugged on my lip slightly. He looked me deep in the eyes as he released my lip. "I want you screaming my name," I nodded softly as he lined himself up, his tip inside me. I whimpered as I begged him to push deep inside me. He seemed to hesitate to watch my reaction.

"Please," I begged as I wrapped my arms around him to hold his back. He smirked, connecting open-mouthed kisses to my neck as he slowly pushed inside me. I gasped as he pushed deep inside me, I moaned when his hips finally met mine. He bit down on my neck, groaning as he entered me.

"Fuck, you're so tight," He moaned, he slowly pulled out before keeping a slow rhythm as he pushed into me. I moaned, my head tipping back as my back arched. He breathed deeply as his hand found my waist pushing me down into the bed. He continued fucking me, our moans melding together. "Fuck," He commented. His voice alone could cause me to moan but his dick deep inside me and hitting my G-spot was driving me crazy. I never knew sex could feel this good.

Dean rested his forehead on my shoulder as he picked up his pace. I bit my lip to conceal my moans of pleasure. "Scream it, baby," I instantly dropped my lip and moaned a little louder than I expected.

"Fuck, Dean," I moaned, his hand still pushing me into the bed as my body tried to raise from the bed. He grinned against my skin before kissing my shoulder. He seemed to hold me a little higher before his pace quickened. I became a moaning mess, his groans melting with mine as he connected our lips. His tongue entered my mouth as moans vibrated in my throat.

"You're such a good girl, I want you to cum all over me," His lips moved to my ear to tease me. My spine was on edge as he breathed heavily above me. A scream escaped my lips as his tip slammed into my G-spot forcefully. "I want you screaming my name," He added. I screamed a moan as I felt myself building up. My orgasm is ready to tip over the edge.

"Fuck, Dean," I practically screamed as his thrusts never faltered or slowed.

"Just like that, baby," His breath was erratic as his nails dug deep into my side only increasing my pleasure. My eyes rolled back as screamed moans escaped my mouth.

"Dean," I screamed, his pace deepening as he ploughed into me. Fuck me! The months of flirting and not even touching only made this more exciting.

"I can feel you're getting close," He breathed deeply. "Be a good girl and cum on me," I screamed as my orgasm peaked. My body felt possessed as I raised my back, my nails digging into his back. Dean winced as he continued fucking me deeply. I squeezed my eyes shut as he fucked me through my orgasm. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum," I confessed. My orgasm peak not yet fading. I screamed with pleasure as his cum squirted inside me with force. His groans only made my orgasm continue. My vision went spotty, I've never had an orgasm last more than a few seconds.

His nails dripped my skin harshly before he pushed a final and very deep thrust into me. My orgasm subsided as I breathed heavily. Dean practically collapsed on top of me as his breath was quick. He leaned back to grin at me. I chuckled as I smiled, he leaned down kissing me sweetly. He pulled away still smiling before moving to lie down beside me. He opened his arms waiting for me. I giggled as I rolled to my side, hugging him happily. He rubbed random patterns onto my back as I smiled, my head on his chest.

"We should have done that months ago," He commented, I chuckled as I nodded. Why did it take us so long to finally do this? He kissed the top of my head and I could tell he was smiling. "You can say no but do you want to go on an actual date?" He asked, his voice a little nervous. I sat up to look at him, and he gulped, afraid of my answer. I smiled as I admired him.

"The Dean Winchester wants to date?" I asked, he chuckled as he shook his head.

"It's stupid, I shouldn't hav-," He tried but I interrupted him by kissing him.

"Shut up, of course I want to go on a date," I chuckled. He grinned at my words. He admired me, his smile never fading.

"Thank God. I would have cried," He joked. I laughed as I shook my head. "You want to stay here all day?" He asked temptingly. I sighed.

"God, I wish. I told Cas we were getting coffee." I winced wishing Cas had never opened the door and caught me. Dean groaned as he rolled his eyes. I smiled, admiring him. He's so fucking hot. Dean, the hot hunter wants to date me. I could scream with joy. I wish I had female friends to squeal with over this.

"Guess I'll have to sneak you back here later then," He shrugged before kissing me. I giggled into the kiss as his hand found my cheek keeping my lips on his. God, I could do this for hours and from Dean's hands I knew he didn't want to stop any time soon either. Fuck, he's perfect!

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[hotxcheeto]

Hii could I have Chloe price and a plus size s/o and lots of romance and smut pls <3

(who’s your fav lis character btw)

━ 𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐄𝐍

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Chloe Price x G/N!Reader

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Smut, AFAB reader ( no pronouns/nicknames/pet names used ) cursing, tongue fucking, oral ( r! receiving ), fingering ( r! receiving ), fluff

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - oooo, i love both sean from game 2 and kate from 1, but i have many favs like max, rach, nate etc... but sean and kate take the absolute reign lol. ty so much for requesting!!!

She'd been laying in your lap for hours, sleeping, holding you close with her face buried in your tummy. You only knew she was alive from her soft snores and consistent twitching that would sometimes make you lightly jerk yourself awake.

You were ready to fall into dreamland too, eyes staring at the TV heavy lidded. Your hand slowed to a stop from raking through her short strands of hair but immediately the girl shifted when you did so only for her to lift up her head not even a minute later.

"Why'd you stop?" Her voice rang out making you turn your head, laughing when you were met with her disheveled appearance, her hands settled on the tops of your thighs as her arms were tucked underneath your legs.

"Cause I thought you were sleeping." She huffed when you answered, rubbing her eyes. "Well I was." You hummed, not really paying much mind after, focusing back on your show with a soft blink.

Chloe did not enjoy the lack of attention because her face then fell back into your stomach, a huff following a few seconds later making you giggle as it unintentionally began a fight for her to gain attention by blowing raspberries into your belly.

"Chloe- Chloe stop it!" You tried pushing her away and squirming yourself out of her grip. The girl only continuing to execute her attack by moving with you, finally coming to a halt when her need to kiss you took over instead.

"You are so hot." You continued to laugh as giant, sloppy smooshes were placed on your plush skin. Again and again until it tickled, making you try your best to run once again only to be straddled by her entire body.

"I mean it... fuck." She said dramatically, yet truthfully, licking her lips while staring down at you. "Look at you." You felt your face flush a bit, though not visible, you could for sure feel it on your cheeks.

"Oh shut it, you flirt." You giggled, moving to cover up your face, though she was faster. Her hands gripping your wrists before you got to move them even as far up as your collarbone. Your limbs trapped at your sides while you wiggled to escape, a kiss though made you still once more.

"You taste good." She muttered, making you grin and burn even harder. Avoiding her eyes by looking at the ceiling instead but she captured your lips once again, snatching you back to reality with the taste of shitty beer and her toothpaste.

"Like, really fucking good." She just kept going, moving off your body to grab your legs, sitting between your thighs once again. If you asked Chloe, you would bet that if you asked, she'd claim them as her most favorite things in the entire world.

For a moment the girl pulled back, taking in the sight of you before moving down to the hem of your pants.

"Have to test down here too."

"Chloe Price!"

"What? It's only fair."

She gave you that face that made you want to punch her right in the nose. Chloe whining when you huffed as if you were pretending to think about it, ignoring all her little pokes and prods.

"Y/nnnnnn...." She dragged for longer than you really listened, rolling your eyes. "Fine, go ahead, but I'm watching my show." "You won't be when I'm done with you."

The game was on then and your bottoms were across the room before you could finish another thought. Dressed with nearly nothing made you feel a little wave of life down below but you came to the conclusion to begin ignoring it as to not give her the satisfaction that you were enjoying this.

That was short lived though, a tiny breath following that shook slightly when your underwear were peeled away and you could feel the air against your cunt.

But that was all it took for her to be invested in gaining more from you. Her stare fixated on the way you flickered back and forth from the television to her, though you'd been trying not to be too obvious, that failed.

"Fuck, this... if I could see one last thing before I die, it would so be this." You felt yourself blushing again, Chloe only able to see your flustered state when you brought that shy smile on your mouth and couldn't contain it any other way than hiding it.

"Shut up." You teased, almost begging. Her laughter intoxicating, swirling around the room, following her as she leaned down closer to the area that slowly felt more and more uncomfortable the hornier you began to get. Pulsating and throbbing to the point where you wanted to buck your hips right into her mouth.

But you also knew that she wanted that as well.

"Not taking that back." She commented, meeting your gaze while moving close, her tongue poking out just enough to kitten lick your clit. You couldn't even respond, the action repeating itself again and again while you finally gave in. A soft sound erupting from your throat, though not loud, Chloe enjoyed it.

Her fingers dug into your skin which melded to her touch, and she took that as an invitation. Grabbing all that she could which had much choice in where, you had much to hold and in turn, much to love.

"H-how's the taste test?" She heard you whimper, a little giggle following afterwards from your own amusement. "Really good... gonna need more to give it a rating though."

She pushed back against you, tongue delving into your hole before you got a chance to say another word.

Soon enough you were in your own little world, eyes fluttering shut as you absentmindedly jerked to meet her. Grinding against her, chasing your high that was starting to match your pace.

You could feel nothing but her, straining your body to get as close to her as physically possible.

"Fuck- fuck Chloe- please- please don't stop-" And she wasn't planning on it, fingertips teasing your clit and her tongue did your entrance. It felt like you were on fire, just like every other time, yet the feeling never extinguished.

"I'm- I'm- oh shit- fuck-" You came barreling towards the edge, head falling back as you came against your girlfriend, shaky breaths and quiet cries following with.

Her mouth continued its act while you trembled and began pushing her away, the feeling too much and too tingly to handle.

"Fuck.." She muttered, wiping her mouth.

You waited in the quiet of the room for any other sign of life from her, covering your eyes with your forearm as you calmed yourself. Feeling her caressing your legs and lower belly.

"Ten out of ten." You erupted into chuckles, peeking at her while shaking your head. "I hate you so much Chloe Price." "As long as you let me do that for fucking ever, I don't even care."

#chloe price x reader #chloe x reader #chloe price smut #chloe price #nevy writes

[brighter-by-the-daly]

Millie Bright x Reader

Part Two: Playing Pretend

Posted 24/04/23, Edited 29/06/23

Prompt: Part 2 to playing pretend gotta have Rachel telling off Millie - anon

Pacing Rachel’s front room, kitchen and garden with Dexi following you everywhere, you couldn’t believe what you’d just done had zero reaction from your supposed girlfriend. “Am I dumb? She didn’t say anything, just stood there like a fucking fish opening and closing her mouth! I’ve let her keep me in the closet for 6 fucking years! Everyone must think I’m a bloody idiot!” Unable to form a sentence without using expletives showed just how angry you were as you hated swearing without proper reasoning, this felt appropriate though. Maybe it hadn’t hit you yet but the pure rage you felt for allowing yourself to be silenced for six years overpowered the tears. The real you would never have accepted this from a relationship so why was Millie any different, why did you put up with that for so long?

You paused in the kitchen just long enough for Rach to flick the kettle on and plop Dexi into your arms, she hadn’t been able to get a word in since your arrival but knew having something fluffy to stroke calms everyone down. Grabbing the teas and placing them onto the garden table she gestured for you to sit with her, which you did for a few seconds before your restlessness got the better of you and your legs took you around the garden again. The eye roll earsplittingly loud as she went to rummage through her kitchen drawer and threw you a vape. She knew you were trying to quit but had left one here for emergencies and this certainly was one. “Drink your tea” she said with force to make you stop pacing, placing Dexi on the floor to pick up your cup without sitting down. Tutting at your actions your best friend stood up and directed you to the chair “Sit. Stroke. Sip.” were her instructions as you found Dexi in your lap once again “and then we’ll pretend this goal is her head” as she pulled her nephew’s tiny goal out of the shed and took it to the back of the garden. She always knew what to do and no one else gives better advice than Rach.

Downing your tea so you could get your feet on the ball you took shots one after the other, it was a good way to release anger. “Am I gonna get a go?” she asked as she soft tackled the ball off you which made you smile for the first time today. “Assuming she doesn’t apologise, I’m gonna lose you Daly” you muttered thinking about how she was Millie’s friend way before yours and will obviously stick by her number one. “Oh she will, trust me” as the force she hit the ball with made the goal fall over. Standing there looking defeated your mind started to wander, you wouldn’t just lose your girlfriend you’d also lose your best friend too. “Yeah but what if-“ you started but was swiftly interrupted “no ‘what if’, she will. I’ve been telling her from the start it’s not fair on you, I’m on your side” passing the ball back to you. The anger had left your body slightly knowing you at least had one person in your corner as you swapped from shooting to keepie uppies. You didn’t know that she’d been telling Millie this was wrong from the beginning which somehow hurt even more knowing she ignored her best friend’s advice too. You’d been gone for hours and she still hadn’t reached out.

The next morning while you were still asleep Rachel went round to Millie’s house. The last thing Millie expected was her best friend at the front door at 7am with a face like thunder. “Do we have a date today that I’ve forgotten?” Millie asked rubbing sleep out of her eyes. “What the actual fuck?” Millie’s eyes turned to shock as she didn’t imagine this first thing in the morning. “You don’t think I know exactly what you’ve done and you’re here acting like it’s just another day, are you fucking serious?” Millie looked down at her feet as she visibly gulped, she hates being told off but is the first to give anyone else an earful. The silence was deafening as Rachel saw the same face you did yesterday, mouth opening and closing, she knew how you felt when she didn’t say anything. “Do you really have nothing to say?” the face of disgust from Rachel wondered who the hell the person was in front of her. Walking straight past Millie to the kitchen she done exactly the same thing that she did for you, flicking the kettle on and brought teas to the sofa. “Talk.” she said with the thump of the full cup hitting the table, not giving her the same luxury of comfort in her presence as she did you.

Wrapping both hands around the cup Millie began to talk “it’s just, the longer it went on the harder it became to tell people. I just thought it’d be easier this way” she said quietly. “Did you not think for a second how that would affect (y/n) Mill?” Rachel was determined to fight your corner and knew she would eventually win her over. “Well, she seemed okay with it. I didn’t know it affected her that much” Millie shrugged which rubbed Rachel the wrong way. The body language giving off a ‘don’t care’ attitude. “Really? I’ve been telling you for years, imagine the shoe was on the other foot. How would you feel if someone kept you a secret for 6 years?” sinking into the corner of the sofa and crossing her legs. “Yeah but-“ “no buts Mills, she told you she wants to marry you and you said nothing. How would you feel?” defiant in her stance she wasn’t going to leave until Millie came round. “Pretty shitty I guess” she said looking into her cup. “It’s not just telling everyone she’s my girlfriend though, I’ve never actually come out to anyone apart from you. Nobody knows I like girls too” she said which made Rach a little softer in her approach. “If she knew that she would have helped you with it, she would have supported you with that. Not pretending you’re in a relationship with a man to hide the fact you’re bi babe, that’s not okay.” Millie looked pensive as the first tears she’d shed over this situation started to flow, Rach’s hand reached for the tissues and placed a soothing hand on her shoulder. “So are you gonna fight for her or let her go?”

Part Three

#millie bright #millie bright x reader #lionesses #woso masterlist #woso x reader #chelsea wfc

[rodeo-clowns]

heyy, I just wanted to request a Rachel green x fem r. Maybe r is sick and Rachel takes care of her or something like that pls.

Thank youuu

Fade Into You: Rachel Green

A/N: Thanks for requesting! This is something I intended to write really quick around New Years but I got caught up in trying to graduate lmao! Kinda felt motivated to complete this bc I just finished fighting a cold and I wish I could relate to reader rn lmao. I hope you enjoy! Again, sorry for the long wait.

Word Count: 854 words.

Warnings: None, just fluff and a kiss.

It was a regular Saturday morning in New York. The sounds of people starting their days flooded the streets. You were sleeping in your light purple sheets when you awoke to the sound of an ambulance driving by. It was then you realized that you slept with your mouth wide open. Crap. You were officially sick. You had felt a sore throat coming the previous day but hoped that it was just from yelling too much at Monica's tv screen from your girls' movie night two days prior. Unfortunately for you, your nose was stuffed up and your throat was now aching like crazy. Just then, your phone started to ring from the other room.

Rolling off the bed, you took your sheets with you and shuffled into the living room as fast as you could without either passing out or throwing up. When you managed to reach the phone, you answered with a nasally "Hello?"

"Good morning, why do you sound like that?" It was Rachel, your girlfriend of six months. You'd forgotten that you made plans to get breakfast together.

"Oh, I'm sorry Rach I woke up this morning feeling like a truck hit me. Do you mind if we reschedule? I'm so sorry." You said, winded from having to talk so much

“No no of course don’t worry about it. Hey! I have an idea!” She exclaimed. You weakly grunted in response. “How about I come over and take care of you?” She says, clearly ecstatic over the idea.

“Really,” you weakly replied, “you’d do that for me?”

“Uh Duh! I’ll be over there in a second don’t you even worry. Just…lay back and i’ll be there!” She says, sounding kind of rushed and worried.

“Uh okay, thanks Rach, it means a lot.” You reply.

“Anytime.” She says before hanging up. After that, you can’t fight sleep any longer before passing out, head buried in your comfortable pillows. When you later opened your eyes after what felt like a very deep sleep you could head your bedroom door opening.

“Heyy,” it was Rachel, and she seemed to be holding a tray with a bowl of what smelt like chicken noodle soup.

“Rach?” you responded groggily, attempting to sit up.

“Shhh Shhhh yes it’s me, don’t move too much we don’t want you puking now do we!” she says, slightly scolding you but in a joking manner.

“Ok ok, is that chicken noodle soup?”

“Yes, yes I got Monica to speed make some for you on my way here,” she laughs while sitting by your side, placing the tray on your lap.

“You didn’t have to, really,” you say, picking up the spoon placed delicately on a napkin with flowers on it.

“Nonsense! What kind of girlfriend would I be if I just let you suffer?” She replied with a bright smile. After that you simply let her take care of you for the rest of the day. You could get used to being pampered by your Rachel. After all, there's no one quite like Rachel Green and her devotion.

By the end of the day, Rachel had made sure you had eaten enough, stayed hydrated, drank enough fluids and ensured you were never cold with lots and lots of cuddles (although you warned her against it, fearing she might get sick as well). By 11:00 P.M., you felt your fever break as you lay your head on her lap whilst she detangled your hair.

"Rach?" you said, eyes closed.

"Yes?"

"Thank you." you said, finally opening your eyes. She looked cute focusing on your hair before making eye contact with your fluttering eyes. "Seriously, I appreciate it, no one's ever done something like this for me before."

"Well, that's just what you do for the people you love." She said with a smile, her focus going back to your hair, now beginning to braid it. You smiled back at her, slightly lifting your head.

"Rach..."

"hmm?"

"Did you just admit you love me?" You said with a cheeky grin, your eyes fully focused on her. She quickly turned a bright red before removing her hands from your hair and covering her mouth with them.

"Oh my god!" She said. She was clearly embarrassed. Her hands now fully covered her face.

"Rach..." You said, now moving to kneel in front of her. "Rach." You said again, moving her hands away from her face. You gently cradle her face in your hands, stroking her left cheek with your thumb. "I love you too."

"Really?" She said, still embarrassed. You smiled at her.

"Really," you whisper before leaning in and locking your lips with hers. Afterwards, Rachel ended up spending the night in your apartment, cuddled with you as the two of you watched Days of Our Lives, laughing at Dr. Drake Ramoray's bizarre return before the two of you fell asleep. The next morning, you awoke to Rachel sneezing three times in a row before sniffling. It seems that the two of you have a long day ahead of you, but that was okay now that you knew your love was fully mutual.

#rachel green x reader #rachel green #friends #friends tv #rachel green fanfic #rachel green fanfiction #wlw #lesbian #fluff #rachel green x fem!reader #friends tv series #friends tv show #sapphic fanfic #sapphic fanfiction #sapphic #fanfiction #fanfic

[pcetstcrtured]

so this is a really a low effort, minimal, end of 2023 follow forever. but i really wanted to at least do something because all you really have put up with so much when it comes to me & you deserve it. i just - don’t have the time today to really get on my laptop & do fancy graphics & whatnot. also please note whether you end up on this list or not - i love & adore you so much, i’m more grateful for you than you know, & thank you for following me. <3

@wintersreplies - my bae, my best friend, the absolute sunshine of my life. rach, i adore you so much - i really hope you know this by know. i can’t believe we’re coming up on eight years of friendship here shortly. i can truly say i don’t know where or who i’d be without you. thank you for sticking by my side through all the bullshit, for watching me grow & supporting me through it all, through all our ups & downs. thank you for always writing our kids with me, & i love you & adore you, & i can’t wait to see what 2024 brings for us.

@liveshaunted - stevie, my love, i love you so much. i can’t believe how long we’ve known each other, can’t believe how long we’ve been writing together, & the fact that we’ve stuck by each other throughout so many different blogs & such, i love that for us. i love the fact that we always have thirty million threads together on whatever blogs we’re on (well working on getting there for your one piece & other ones but you get me). & the fact that we have about thirty million ships & plots together because the limit simply does not exist when it comes to us. i love you, i adore you, & here’s to so many more years of friendship.

@heartfe1t - kenna, my sweet sweet kenna. i know i’ve said this before, but you’ve hands down gotta be one of the nicest, kindest, sweetest, people i know & the world could truly use more like you in it. i love you so much beyond words, utterly adore you, you know? we’ve also honestly been friends for quite some time & i’ve loved being able to watch you grow in that time because you were still such a smol human when we met. thank you honestly just for being you, & always staying by my side, even when certain things happened & when so many others didn’t want to. i love you, i love all our kids together, & thank you for always being you. truly, i’m excited to see what else we can accomplish in 2024 & beyond.

@inspotlight - hales, i honestly can’t believe we just really became close this year because it feels like we’ve been friends forever, but i’m truly so glad we have. i really think i needed you in my life, to be honest. i appreciate you so fucking much, you stood by me & supported me when i really needed it this year, especially with you know, certain shit, & i’ll never be able to put into words how much that means. you’re honestly such a great person, a great friend & i’m so lucky i get to call you mine now. i love you, i adore you, & thank you for being MY friend. & i can’t wait for so many more years of friendship.

@ravenbraved - terri, my squishy, of course you had to have a spot on here. i actually can’t even remember when exactly we met but i know it’s definitely been a few years by now & i’m so grateful for those years. you’ve truly become one of the best friends i could ask for & i love you so much beyond words. you’re so supportive, kind & caring, & something i’ve really needed to be honest. even when you just send me ‘i love yous’ i can’t even tell you how much that mean to me & makes my day. you’re truly one of a kind, a spot in the dark & the absolute best squishy a planet could ask for. let’s see what this new year has in store for us & ps zoey/luke forever tyvm.

@childrenofslumber - nicky, now you definitely had to have a spot here because yes we’ve been friends for a while & yes you’ve had one several times before - but i just, i really gotta get sappy here for a second, but this past year or so you’ve just, you’ve really been an absolutely amazing fucking friend to me, okay? like i’m bad with words & can’t fully express how much you have been - but you’ve been there during times i really needed it & just been so kind & supportive & the fact that you always send me stuff that reminds you of me or our kids, makes me smile so much. i know i can be slow af when it comes to messaging, but i love you so much my disaster bff, i’m so fucking grateful for you, & here’s to so many more years for us.

@percentstardust - rissa, hello my love, yes you get a spot too. because i mean, it’s literally this past year that we really met & became close & such, but truly i’m so grateful for it. getting to know you has been amazing & my life has been made all the more better for it. whether it’s talking about our scream babies, or barbie babies, or our interacting & teasing each other on twitter, i love it all, i love talking to you, & i’m so glad to know you, truly. i can’t wait for so many more years of friendship & to see where 2024 takes us. i love you, i adore you, & … #samloomisforever.

also a bunch of other people i need to tag because i utterly adore you & you’ve also made my 2023, & so many other years, worth it & i wouldn’t be the planet i am without you & i want to give you ALL my love - @endtown @chrmiing @goseabrook @isdeathlystill @forgottcnboy @shackld @goldshadows @starsweepers @fullofhcart @lcveblossomed @ofblackskies @depictedblue @freezegirl @bravevolunteer @takeflight

& … probably several others i’m forgetting. but again, if you’re not on here i promise i still love & adore you so, & you really & truly did make my year a good one. every single one of you that follows me has made this year worth it, especially considering most all of you have dealt with me & my thirty million blogs. i love you guys, i love you all so much, & here’s to 2024! wishing you all the happiest & best new year, & thanks for putting up with this messy little planet <3

#( a pathological people pleaser // ooc ) #( a pathological people pleaser // follow forever ) #( mobile ) #(HAPPY NEW YEAR I LOVE YOU ALL SO FUCKING MUCH!!! MWAH MWAH <3)

[whatologys]

Hi, can you do raven asks dick and kory for advice for asking gnreader out?

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: none, i think, lmk if i missed anything :p

𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: rachel roth x gn!reader

𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱: 0.4k

𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔡: yes/no

𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: fluff ig :)

𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖘: none

𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰: so sorry this took so long, i've been pretty busy with exams and all, but, i am finally trying to bring out some stuff, kind of likemy holiday presents to you guys, yay!

ALSO: I am going to actually make a plan for holiday fics i will be making, with a few dates, so it'll appear sometime soon, on my pinned post :D

𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: Rachel has been pining over you for weeks, and really really wants to ask you out, so who better to ask but dick and kory

Rachel's daily routine became a delicate dance of avoiding awkward encounters. The mere prospect of running into you in the communal kitchen or the hallway sent her heart into an erratic pitter patter. There were times when she questioned if her crush had taken residence in her subconscious, playing puppeteer with her every move.

One particularly awkward encounter unfolded during a shared elevator ride. As the doors slid closed, Rachel felt a familiar warmth creeping up her cheeks. She desperately tried to focus on the display panel, avoiding any eye contact that could expose her internal struggle. The silence between floors seemed to stretch for an eternity, each passing second amplifying the awkward tension.

"You know," she blurted out, breaking the silence, "elevators are... um, weirdly quiet, huh?" You'd replied with a small "Yeah" and walked out of the elevator, and as soon as the elevator doors closed again she groaned.

Smooth, Rachel, real smooth. She mentally facepalmed, berating herself for the cringe-worthy attempt at conversation. Fortunately, you flashed a friendly smile, alleviating the awkwardness, at least momentarily.

So, she went to the only two people who she thought actually had some valid advice, Dick and Kory. She could've gone to Jason, or Gar, but would they really have valid advice?

With a hesitant smile, she began, "Can I ask you guys something?" The words hung in the air, a mix of anticipation and vulnerability.

To her surprise, Kory's eyes sparkled with knowing amusement as she replied, "Is this about your crush on [name]?" It was as if Kory had a sixth sense for matters of the heart, a trait that simultaneously impressed and flustered Rachel.

Caught off guard, Rachel's blush deepened. Clearly, her stammering and awkward smiles hadn't gone unnoticed by the observant duo. Dick, leaning back on the couch, arched an eyebrow in a playful yet supportive manner. "Spill it, Rachel. We're all ears." Rachel took the opportunity and voiced her concerns.

Kory, always the beacon of optimism, offered a warm smile. "Rach, crushes are like constellations. They may seem distant and mysterious, but with time, you learn to navigate by the stars. Embrace the journey, and don't be afraid to enjoy the view."

Dick, ever the voice of reason, chimed in, "And remember, communication is key. If you're comfortable, talk to [name]. Be genuine, be yourself. Awkwardness can be endearing, you know."

Thus, she set off on her quest for your heart, then cringed when she called it that in her head. Rachel cleared her head, shook her body loose, and knocked on your door.

#whatology #x reader #xreader #gn!reader #titans #dctitans #rachel roth #rachel roth x reader #rachel roth x gn!reader

[wileys-russo]

I don’t know if you’re doing ficlets still but could we get one maybe for golden boot golden girl? No pressure as I know you must be swamped 🤍

golden boot golden girl ficlet

"-and you want me to hide in that?" you laughed at millies face and nodded, gesturing to the large food truck parked in the middle of the indoor pitch.

"yeah the front window will be closed and then the camera will be here-" you moved to stand where they'd be. "-less and rach will be there-" you gestured for her to take a few steps to the left.

"they'll have their backs to you and we'll keep them talking, then you pop out surprise them with the award. easy!" you shrugged, millie humming in understanding.

a couple of hours later and everything so far was going to plan, millie was hiding in the truck and the cameras were set up, now all you had to worry about was keeping what came out of your girlfriends mouth family friendly.

"rach we're filming, you're making more work for the editor!" you sighed for the third time she'd make an inappropriate joke, alessia having given up telling her off and instead just laughing at your expense. "i'm at work too daly, some respect please." you warned more seriously this time, the social media manager for the lionesses.

"sorry love. go on, start over!" your girlfriend waved once her and alessia's giggles had subsided, and you could only imagine the growing annoyance of one english defender stuck tucked away in a food truck awaiting her signal.

with a sigh you directed them once more on what to say, the two of them finally getting to the bit which would signal millie as one of the production assistants slowly opened the window of the food truck.

"congratulations girls!" the blonde boomed as both alessia and rachel let our a shriek, poor alessia almost falling to the floor in shock making millie bend over with laughter as she stepped out of the food truck.

she glanced to you and gave you a thumbs up which you returned, gesturing for her to continue with the speech she'd prepared as she presented both girls with their trophies for top goal scorers at the world cup.

it wasn't until hours after you'd wrapped that video that you saw your girlfriend again, pulled into meetings all afternoon and eating dinner with the staff as sarina wanted to address everyone about the upcoming tournament of nations and the plan for going forward.

"-yeah we'll go for a coffee tomorrow and brainstorm. night!" you yelled out with a smile to the rest of your team who all headed off to their own rooms as you stayed in the elevator.

it wasn't hidden knowledge that you were seeing rachel, you'd been with her for longer than you'd been the social media manager and it was one of the first things you'd flagged with your boss during your interview, an interview you hadn't even told rachel you were taking.

and for the most part everyone was fine with it, though you were frequently but not unkindly warned about not showing any bias in content which was yet to be an issue that actually happened.

stepping off on the second to last floor you made your way over toward your girlfriends room, shaking your head with a roll of your eyes as the blonde texted you for about the tenth time in the hour that she missed you.

you'd barely gotten a knuckle to the door before it swung open and the blonde was dragging you inside, your laughter filling the room as she held you hostage in her arms and kissed all over your face.

"alright! relax needy." you teased shoving her away as she pressed a sloppy kiss to your cheek. "needy!" the girl scoffed in displeasure, sending you a scowl as she dove onto her bed, millie nowhere to be seen.

"well what you waitin for? hurry up then!" the footballer patted the empty side of the bed impatiently as you laughed again. "wheres mills?"

"not here. now hurry up! i missed ya." the girl pouted, sitting up and grabbing at your shirt, tugging you down onto the bed and back into her arms as you rolled over to get more comfortable.

"hello." you grinned, nose squished against rachels who beamed. "hello lover." she wiggled her eyebrows and pulled you in for a kiss which sent your head into a spin.

"oh! almost forgot." you almost had whiplash as the defender turned striker pushed you away and jumped up to her feet, dropping to the floor and rummaging about in her bags for a moment.

"we have to christen it." rachel grinned holding up her trophy from earlier today as you quirked an eyebrow curiously, unsure what she meant. though as the look in her eyes changed you caught onto what she was wanting.

"rach absoloutely not, no!" you shook your head and pushed yourself up onto your elbows, but before you could move another inch your girlfriend was sat on top of you, her hips pinning yours to the mattress below you.

"come on baby, give it a little kiss now. just a little one!" rachel grinned holding out the trophy as you firmly shook your head and tried to pull your arms out from where they were stuck beneath her knees.

"babe come on! this is so dumb." you groaned as she tapped the trophy against your cheeks and you squirmed. "one little kiss baby, go on don't let her feel neglected." rachel teased with a mocking smile as you glared up at her, the dejavu of the situation not lost on you from when she'd gotten her golden boot trophy last season.

"i'm not kissin ya till you kiss her." your girlfriend shrugged holding out the trophy as you groaned even louder and pushed your head back into the pillow. "her? its a piece of metal!" you scowled as the blonde smoothed out your eyebrows with her freehand.

"seriously? again? we're doing this again?" you sighed as rachel nodded happily, wiggling the trophy expectantly as you gave up fighting her. with a roll of your eyes you craned your neck up and gave the cool metal a small kiss, the footballer immediately rolling off of you and clutching her stomach with laughter.

"i hate you. goodnight!" you announced, trying to stand and leave as your girlfriend placed the trophy on the nightstand and grabbed you, pulling you back into her arms. "i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you-" she repeated over and over as she kissed at your lips with each confession.

"aw i love you both too!" you hadn't heard the door open but you both groaned as a much taller body crashed down on top of you, wiggling herself into the middle and throwing her arms around you both.

"my besties." "mills you're such a cock block." "thank you, honored and happy to be here rach."

#woso #woso x reader #woso fanfics #rachel daly x reader #rachel daly #woso blurbs #woso imagine #engwnt #woso community

[rachi-roo]

Rach hi I am humbly on my knees for another request

I am so sleep deprived and am projecting on my kind 🥰

Can I please request super duper exhausted denki and dad-might comfort 😭🙏🙏

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My Hero Academia: Re- Chargebolt

IRODKSHDISKXKDJ Duck Duck I think I needed this ask as much as you did 😭❤️ I miss just writing fluff, there's 100% going to be more~ This one's for you bestie!!!

Summary: Denki has been working overtime on his studies lately and falls asleep in Aizawas class, so All Might is called in to take care of him.

Fluffy fluff

Tw: None

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"We're going to watch this health and safety video, and I need you to take notes." Aizawa explained to the class, who all groaned in annoyance.

"Trust me I don't want to do this either. Let's just get it over with. Aoyama, get the lights please."

Off went the lights, plunging the classroom into darkness. It was winter, so no sunlight was coming through the windows either. Everyone sat staring bored out of their minds as the dull and tedious movie.

Everyone except Denki. Having stayed up all night studying, he was in a bad way. All his energy had been drained throughout the day, and now he was in a dark, heated classroom, with nothing to keep him alert but his mind.

As the boring monotone educational video dragged on, his eyes felt heavy, slowly slipping shut before fluttering open again as his brain reminded his body to keep going.

Stay awake.

He suddenly realised his eyes were shut again, quickly sitting up with a gasp. It's okay. Only a few seconds had passed, it felt like longer though. If that was just a few seconds, maybe putting his head down for a moment would be safe. Yeah. Just for a couple of seconds.

"In case of a fire, seek out... Some... Quali..." The voice on the video started to blur. What were they saying? Quali? Quail? That's a bird. So is Hawks. Is he like a quail? No, qualis can't fly. Focus!

Denki gave in, crossing his arms over his desk, using them as a pillow as he rested his head upon them. He'd take a few notes, just a few. The sound of the video started to fade as his eyes lulled closed again. A wave of exhaustion passed over him as his surroundings blurred out, fading into a peaceful silence.

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When dealing with an uncooperative... Kaminari... Remember to always... Wake up...

The voices surrounding him slowly became entwined in a confusing mess as Denki was roused from his sleep again. He felt weird. Is he still dreaming? When did he fall asleep?

"Kaminari." One of the voices became clearer, a definite point to focus on in his sleepy state. Wait. They said his name.

"Mh..." He responded with a hum, his head still buried in his arms. The video still playing overhead, and the rest of the class still taking notes.

"Come on, bud. We need to get you out of here." The soothing tone belonged to All Might. Aizawa had texted him that he needed some help with Denki. The boy wasn't in trouble, in fact, Aizawa was more worried than anything.

"M'takin'... Notes..." The half-asleep boy mumbled, his hand lazily moving as if he were holding his pen, which was stuck to his arm where he had been laying on it.

Toshi smiled sympathetically, carefully pulling Denki's chair out a little. "Yeah, very nice notes buddy. Come on, let's go." He hooked an arm around Denki's chest, lifting him from his seat, picking up his bag for him before guiding him gently outside.

"Bye, Denki." Kirishima whispered with a grin before turning his attention back to the task.

The brighter lights in the hallway made Denki flinch, squeezing his eyes shut as he whined. Toshi patted his hair reassuringly.

"Alright, buddy. Back to the dorms, okay?"

"But... I don't..." Poor Denki. He looked so lost. Still half asleep, his hair all messy and shirt buttoned up unevenly. All Might hadn't seen him like this before, it was kind of sad to see the usually so energetic boy reduced to a dishevelled rag with big purple bags under his eyes.

"Oh, my bag..." He tiredly took his bag from All Might, hugging it to his chest. "Can't lose this. 'Ts got my cool pens in it."

"Your cool pens?" All Might chuckled, deciding this would be easiest if he just carried the boy back. "How many have you got?" He asked kindly as he scooped the boy into his arms, carrying him bridal style.

Denki immediately settled into his arms, relieved to not be on his feet anymore. "Lots... Maybe... Twenty..."

"Twenty? Wooow, that's a lot. What's your favourite one?"

"Blue... No... Purple..." The blonde's head slumped against All Might's chest, still hugging his bag.

"Purple is a nice colour." All Might smiled as he felt Denki's body relax. He was glad the boy had been so eager to get better grades on his written work, but perhaps a study schedule would help to make sure he doesn't overwork himself like this again.

"Have you had anything to eat today?... Kaminari?" He looked down, realising Denki had already fallen asleep again. "Yeah, you rest up kid."

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This was the quietest Denki had ever been, just snoring quietly as All Might carried him all the way back to the dorms. He then settled the boy on the sofa in the lounge area, propping his head on a pillow and removing his shoes.

"Kaminaaari... Wakey-wakey bud." Toshi cooed, softly patting the young hero's cheek to stir him, hopefully for the last time.

Denki snorted as he woke again, a small spark of electricity circling his nose. He groaned, sitting up like a zombie rising from the dead with his mouth hung open and his eyes lazily half shut. "M'up. M'awake... Aizawa... sir...? Huh?" He narrowed his eyes, slowly realizing he wasn't in class anymore.

"Uuuh... How...?"

"It's okay, Kaminari. You've been excused from class today. Here, I made you some nice Oyakodon." All Might smiled, sitting beside Denki and showing him the nice warm bowl of fluffy steamed rice with chicken, onions, egg and Umami sauce. A nice easy quick meal to make. Nice and filling too.

Denki's eyes lit up as the smell filled his nose, his tiredness subsiding for a moment, he was starving. "Ooooh! Thank you." He smiled, carefully taking the bowl and spoon before starting to eat. "Mmh... So warm." He closed his eyes, blissfully enjoying the flavour.

"I thought you'd appreciate it. A quick meal before bed." Toshi smiled, rubbing Kaminari's back soothingly.

"Is Aizawa mad at me?... I don't even remember what we were doing in class..." He pouted, looking at his food, he didn't want Aizawa to think he didn't enjoy his lessons. He loved Aizawa and his classes.

"Of course not. He texted me to come to get you because he was worried. He knows you've been working very hard recently, and he's very proud. We all are. Sero and Kirishima both said they'd take extra notes for you." All Might smiled as he ruffled Denki's hair, making him giggle.

"Okay, good... I like Aizawa and everyone." The sleepy boy smiled, continuing to enjoy his meal. Toshi fetched him a glass of water to finish the food with. Once done, Denki yawned loudly, stretching his arms out in front of him as he squeaked at the end. "Thanks for the food." He smiled up at All Might as the man took the empty bowl from his lap and set it on the coffee table.

"No problem buddy. Now, let's- Uh?" The older hero paused, looking confused as Denki laid down again, resting his head on Toshis thigh with a content sigh. With a full belly and a comfy place to rest, Deki was already set for bed. Even more tired than before.

"Kaminari, you can't... Ah, fine." All Might chuckled, carefully lifting the boy's head and taking off his tie so he'd be comfier. He then pulled the throw blanket from the back of the couch, draping it over his body, and tucking it around his cheeks snuggly, grabbing a pillow for his head too, placing it in his lap.

"Mh... All Might."

"Yes, buddy?"

"I like you too... You're so cool 'n nice... Y'know?" Denki mumbled, curling up on his side, enjoying having company for his nap.

"Hah, thank you, Kaminari. You're cool too." He rested his giant hand upon Denki's head, soothingly petting his hair as he drifted off to sleep. "You're going to be a wonderful hero, Chargebolt."

The thunder boy smiled, soon falling asleep again. His gentle breathing and light snores brought a sense of calm to the busy life of this old hero. Toshi happily stayed there with him, even dosing off himself, being discovered by the rest of the class once they returned from the day's classes.

A few photos were taken before they were left to rest without being disturbed. It was the best sleep they had both had in a while.

#bnha #mha #fluff #bnha fluff #mha fluff #my hero academia fluff #Toshinori Yagi #all might #Kaminari Denki #Denki Kaminari #chargebolt #denki fluff #All might fluff #seepy boys #rachi roo #dad might

[poetzproblem]

Sorry poetz, but I have to go back to the sex location list because I'm going to need you to expound on something: "Also the baby grand piano that goes into their house in Riverdale." Did Rachel trick Quinn into getting it by saying it was for her singing practice, when in reality she's always had a piano sex fantasy? Or did Quinn gift it to Rachel for her music when in reality Quinn had a piano sex fantasy? Love all you do poetz!

Can it be…

Both?

Both is good.

One of the perks of buying a house is the many extra rooms, of course, affording Quinn the opportunity to have a full-sized office with space for multiple bookshelves for the first time and Rachel with the opportunity for an actual music room.  Up until this point, her songwriting has been done with a serviceable electronic keyboard that can be easily stored in a closet, audio software on her laptop, and Quinn’s borrowed office whenever she needed a little privacy. Now she gets to have a whole, entire room - and one little electronic keyboard will just not cut it. She obviously needs a real piano for both function and aesthetics. 

So...

“Imagine how elegant a grand piano will look here,” Rachel muses, doing a little spin in the center of the empty room she’s claimed for herself.  

The house is officially theirs as of eleven forty-eight this morning when they’d signed the last paper at the closing. Now they only need to fill it with all of their possessions and all the new possessions that they’ve always wanted but could never cram into their tiny Manhattan apartments. 

Quinn raises a singular eyebrow at her wife’s antics. “Rach, sweetie, I know this room looks big now, but there’s no way we’re fitting a grand piano in here along with your awards case and the keyboard and that pink guitar your dads still have packed away in their closet for you.”

The grin disappears from Rachel’s face. “A baby grand then,” she amends on the fly. “There are a few high quality ones out there.” And with what they’d just spent on this house and what they’ll still be spending for a car that they now need, it's probably best not to sink the full cost of a second summer house into one piano. 

“There are high quality uprights too,” Quinn points out with a critical gaze roaming around the room in obvious contemplation of its dimensions.  

Pursing her lips in determination, Rachel steps closer to Quinn with a sway of her hips and slips her arms around her waist. “Quinn, baby,” she purrs, batting her eyelashes. “An upright isn’t nearly…sturdy enough for our needs.”

Hazel eyes meet hers in mild bemusement. ”Why would…?” she begins but abruptly bites off her own question, eyes suddenly sparkling with understanding. 

A slow, wolfish grin slants across her mouth, and Rachel knows that her wife is remembering a very particular fantasy that she’d once related to Rachel - one that Rachel had really had no way to safely fulfill in a way that wouldn't potentially get them arrested for public indecency. “Yes, sturdy would be better…for reasons.” 

Rachel hums in agreement, hands drifting lower to the curve of Quinn’s ass. “I knew you’d see it my way.” 

“You know, Teresa did tell us there was no hurry to pick up the girls today,” Quinn reminds her in that raspy, suggestive tone that never fails to resonate right down Rachel’s spine.  “We should take this time to review all of your many needs for this room.” Soft, skilled fingertips sneak a little farther underneath Rachel’s blouse with every word. 

Rachel closes her eyes on a sigh, leaning into her wife’s warm body. “If we were ten years younger, I’d let you have me on this hardwood floor right here and now.” 

Quinn chuckles huskily, her lips already sliding down to Rachel’s pulse point. “Oh sweetheart, don’t you know by now how creative I can be?” 

Heat sizzles through Rachel’s body when that talented mouth connects to her skin with intent, and she tips her head back, giving in just enough - just for a moment - to indulge in the impossible fantasy. Quinn takes the invitation without any hesitation, and before Rachel even realizes what’s happening, her back is hitting the nearest wall and her very professional black skirt is unzipped.  

“Quinn,” she gasps out in surprise, eyes flying open. 

“We should test out how sturdy this wall is, don’t you think?” Quinn asks, far from innocently. One palm is flat against that wall while the fingertips of her other are already dancing under the loose waistband of Rachel’s skirt. “It’s where your awards case is going after all.” 

And it is, of course. Quinn knows her too well. It’s the best place for the light of the window to reflect off her many statuettes in a way that will make them positively sparkle. 

Rachel’s eyes dart to that same open window, and then to the still open door of the otherwise empty room, and then she remembers that this is their house and they’re the only ones with the keys to the front door (that they did remember to lock behind them) and their precious, precocious daughters are safe in Manhattan, and Quinn is already doing very pleasant things to her body that she really doesn’t have any desire to put a stop to. 

“You’d better not throw out your back,” she warns, but her body is already giving in - hands pulling Quinn closer and thighs parting enough to give her more room to work. 

Quinn laughs, teasing, “So sexy in your old age, Mrs. Fabray.”  

Rachel’s fingers twist into blonde locks. “I’m merely protecting a long term investment, Quinn.” Her lips curve into an impish grin. “I still need you to help me shop for that piano.”  Quinn’s fingers sink deeper in blissful retaliation, and Rachel moans breathlessly. “Among other things.” 

“I’ll show you other things.” 

And she does. 

#don't blink #finally a house #fabedroom #piano scene #ficlet

[fickleminder]

not your fault

DWBD AU. After you get attacked on the streets, some of your friends are taking it harder than others.

Sorry for the wait! Here's the fic based on this poll. Thanks to all who participated, please enjoy :)

“Why me?” Dracius shifts uncomfortably under Erkid’s pleading gaze. “You’re her best friend. And besides, Belyth’s better at talking her down.”

“But you were there,” Erkid insists, bouncing nervously on his feet. He’s never been one to let a beating keep him down. “You called 666 and got us to the hospital in time.”

Only because Belyth told me to, Dracius doesn’t say. He’d frozen up after seeing your unconscious form on the ground, bruised and bleeding, and it took everything in him not to lose it then and there. Calling 666 should have been the obvious go-to response, but texting Belyth was a close second. She always knew what to do in situations like these.

“Please, Dray? You’re the most level-headed of us, she’ll listen to you!”

“Assuming she doesn’t punch my lights out first.”

“She’s not mad at you, she’s mad at herself.” Erkid wilts at the thought. You’d gotten hurt on Talon’s watch after all, and knowing her, she’ll take that personally.

Dracius sighs. “…Fine, but you’re breaking the news to the others.”

.

.

.

It takes five busted sandbags before Dracius finally dares to approach, handing Talon a bottle of water as a peace offering. “Feeling better?”

“I can do this all day,” she snarls, snatching the drink from him. She drains the bottle and tosses it aside before reaching for the next punching bag.

“…It’s all thanks to you, you know.”

“That those bastards got away? No shit—”

“That our friend’s in the hospital and not a morgue.” Dracius knows he’s winging this comforting shit right now, but keeping his cool and rationalizing things is what he’s good at. “There were at least six of them and they jumped us. You were the one who fought them off and stopped it from getting worse.”

The bullies had been targeting you, waiting until you were just a step too far behind to knock you down with a blast of magic. They’d quickly converged on you, and you would have been torn to shreds if not for your friends rushing to your rescue.

Erkid was used to brawling, used to defending himself against his own bullies who never stop trying to beat him into silence, but this time he’d willingly taken the hits meant for you and shielded your body with his. He didn’t have to endure for long, thankfully, because Talon had already fought off most of the group and was chasing down the rest.

“But they're still out there—!”

“Because they split up the moment they realized they were outmatched. You couldn't have gone after all of them by yourself.”

“No, but the Avatars could.”

Dracius winces. “Let me guess, they took over the investigation and told you to stay out of it.”

Another sandbag hits the ground, spilling its contents all over the dusty gym floor.

“...Right. Well, since we can't help them, how about we make a trip to the hospital?” After all, the next best thing would be to check up on you and see how you were doing. Keep you company in case you were bored out of your mind. “I'm sure Rache's already planning a get-well-soon party—”

“We need the Avatars' permission for visitation rights.”

All those broken sandbags were starting to make a lot more sense. Still, Dracius had promised Erkid. “I'll talk to Lord Lucifer,” he sighs, already dreading the conversation to come.

#writing #obey me #obey me fanfic #dwbd au

[hotxcheeto]

OMG OMF REQUESTS R OPEN!! HI!! could u do a rachel X chloe X Fem!reader smut where both chloe & rachel want to dom the reader together? thank uuu

━ 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐎𝐍

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Chloe Price x Fem!Reader x Rachel Amber ( poly )

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, porn with no plot, smut, threesome, oral ( r! receiving ), vaginal fingering ( r! receiving ), lots of pet names, praise kink, kissing, hickies, mention of alcohol and cigarettes ( not in story ), dom!chloe, dom!rachel, sub!reader

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - so sorry this took me months!!! so glad you requested ily so you much!!!

The evening was calm besides the light pitter patter of rain on Chloe's bedroom window. The house was quiet, no one else home besides the people in the room, David and Joyce having left for the week.

The sun was setting below the houses, peaking through the torn American flag and dancing along the closet that you were turned away from. The window above the desk being the only thing confirming to you that it was still daytime as you laid sideways on the mattress.

You were snug under your blankets, staring at the laptop in front of you that replayed the same movie that you'd watched earlier. Rachel laying right behind you with a hand on your bare waist.

She took full advantage of the fact that your shirt had ridden up on your hips, her touch slowly luring you to sleep.

Her painted nails trailed up and down your lower belly, face in the crook of your neck as her stare stayed focused on the screen.

Chloe sat not far on the bed, eyes closed but her body sitting up and a headphone in one ear and the other dangling allowing you to hear the muffled song she was listening to.

Rachel didn't seem to care though, just as you didn't. Instead she had different things in mind and it sure wasn't the movie.

She sat up slightly, taking her head away from your neck and peering down at your half lidded eyes. Reflecting the characters in your irises and lazily blinking every few seconds while your breathing stayed slow and steady.

Quietly, she laid her head back down, fingers slowly slipping down to your waistband. Beginning to mess with the strings of your shorts, she snuggled back into your warmth but never stopped.

After a moment of stillness from Rachel again you felt her hand slip underneath the fabric and right onto the hem of your underwear. Quitting her movements and waiting for your reaction which was only a slight twitch at first.

Just her hand resting there provoked you though, the image of her going further slipping into your mind like a bad thought. You bit the inside of your lip at the fantasy.

Moving your legs, you spread them apart just slightly making her smile against your skin. But it didn't stay long and Rachel let the grin slip away, sitting up again to watch your face while moving her fingers underneath your panties, but again she stopped.

Hovering.

Rachel looked over her shoulder at Chloe, quietly giggling to herself, a smirk appearing on her lips before she turned back to you.

"How long until she notices?" Rachel whispered right beside your ear as her finger ran along your wet slit, a tiny gasp heard between the talking of the characters on screen.

"I-" You shut your mouth when that same finger brushed over your clit causing you to spread your legs farther apart. Hoping silently for more. "I dunno- shouldn't we- oh-"

This made your girlfriend laugh, looking back at the other again.

"Guess we'll find out, huh?" You nodded, your eyes now on her instead of the laptop, noticing a familiar, blown out, hungry look in her eyes.

"She's a bit on the oblivious side, though." Rachel moved to kiss you, tasting her cherry Chapstick almost immediatley. Her one finger gathering your wetness while circling your bundle of nerves, the rest of her pulling away from your mouth only to return in less than a second.

"Rach.." "Shhh, I wanna see if she notices. Y'know how she gets.." You did in fact know, you knew all too well. Chloe's possessive want to make you feel good was a blessing and a curse, wanting so bad to be her best for you.

"I–" "Quiet babe.." Rachel lightly kissed your cheek, moving her finger down to your hole light circling it while watching your silent reactions. Choking back your noises to please her.

"Want it?" You expressly nodded, bring your hand up to hold onto her arm. "Mhm." "Good girl.." She teased, giving you a teasing smile while slipping two of her digits deep inside your warm cunt. Feeling your walls envelop her like your entire body needed her fingers.

You whimpered, hiding your face in the mattress as she began moving in and out at an agonizingly slow pace. Rachel's mouth against the flesh of your jaw, sucking and leaving marks up and down your skin for you to have to cover if you wanted to be seen in public.

"Another." A broken whisper left your lips only for her to hear, your girlfriend silently complying and entering another finger into your cunt.

At this your mouth dropped wide, shaky breaths being the only give away of what was happening just inches away from the other now fully awake girl in the room.

Her music was paused but neither you or Rachel noticed that she was listening to your little cries instead.

Chloe watched the blanket move, arm thrown over your waist and in-between your thighs the Chloe could just barely make out the shape of under the fabric.

"Rach..." She heard you whisper, just barely audible and almost unheard by her. "There you go pretty baby, that feel good?" Rachel moved faster, biting the sweet spot on your neck.

Chloe could tell just by how you shifted your body and stretched your other hand up to grab the sheets that Rachel had done something to add to it.

But your mind was so clouded you didn't realize the blue haired girl was watching, three fingers fucking into your warm hole again and again and it began to create a muffled, obnoxious wet sound that made you feel warm in the face.

The build up inside was going to break you though, unaware how much longer you could be quiet for her. Fingertips rubbing along your favorite spots that drove you crazy, again and again.

"You gonna make her come already Rach? Or..."

"Fuck off Chloe." Rachel looked back at her without missing a beat.

"If you wanted to join, could've just asked." She added, smirking at Chloe who sarcastically laughed, crawling towards you while setting her on the blanket, slowly pulling it away from your body.

"I-" Throughout the interaction though, her hand had only sped up with her lips meeting yours again.

In the haze of sitting right on the edge of pleasure you could feel Chloe taking away your pants and underwear letting your legs fall open farther finally tipping you over the edge.

Rachel reached impossible deep inside you as you came, groans and girly whines ripping out of your throat. Legs shaking as you clenched around her fingers, her other hand drawing circles on your clit.

"Good girl, look at her Chlo, isn't she adorable?" Chloe was sat in-between your thighs, holding your calves while watching your pouty eyes turn to look at her.

"When's she not?" Chloe knelt over your body, arm beside your head while she kissed you, her taste a lot different then Rachels. Cigarettes on her tongue and the faint taste of crappy beer lingering.

"Fuck, you havin' fun hot stuff?"

"Mhm.. please more.." Chloe kissed down the part of your neck Rachel didn't, sitting up again to position herself between your legs.

"Rach."

"I got her, come here pretty baby."

Rachel sat behind you, gathering you up into her arms and letting your entire body lay against hers. Your eyes watching her hands flip up your shirt while Chloe watched with a clenched jaw at the sight of your tits.

"Look how pretty you are." She muttered against your ear, lips brushing your skin. "Isn't she pretty, Chlo?" "Fuck yeah."

Her painted finger tips ran over your nipples, a small gasp heard in the room as she did so.

But immediatley it turned into more as you felt Chloe's lips wrap around your lip, warm tongue beginning it's assault on the sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Oh! Oh - oh fuck Chloe!" You tried moving your hands to her hair only for Rachel to grab them holding her own over them before beginning to play with your boobs once more.

"Let her focus babe.." "But-" "No.. you wanna feel good?"

Slowly, she watched you nod your head.

"Look at her baby.. look at Chloe eating your pretty pussy."

You hesitated bashfully, finding Chloe's lustful gaze as she sucked hard on your clit, fingers creeping up to your aching hole.

"Isn't she doing a good job? Making you feel good?"

Chloe fed into Rachel's praise like it was the last thing she'd hear, beginning to fuck you with her two fingers before you got a chance to respond with any sort of coherent words.

You gripped at anything that you could reach, bucking your hips up into Chloe's face again and again in order to grind yourself against her tongue.

"Pl-plea-" Rachel just stared at you, love swirling around in her pupils while you tried your best to come on Chloe's tongue and fingers and almost screaming when a third was pushed in deep.

Her hand moved quickly but her tongue was slow and sensual, teasing you but bringing you oh so close to your release.

"I- can I? Please, please, please, please-"

"You heard her, Chloe."

Playfully glaring at her girlfriend, Chloe seemed to be motivated by this, free hand roughly grabbing the fat of your thigh as she fucked into you at an ungodly pace making a loud, wet squelching sound reach your ears.

You were embarrassed by your own noises but could nothing but let yourself be fingered by her. Hand knuckle deep and running along every spot that made your legs shake and push towards her.

"Come baby, come on Chloe's face."

And you did, feeling throughout every inch of while you trembled in Rachel's arms, grabbing the fabric of her shirt as your jaw went slack and your noises seemed to be the only thing that you could hear in the house.

Chloe's fingers beginning to slow while her mouth soon left your cunt, glistening with your own wetness when she did.

"You did so good baby." Rachel cooed, hand running along your forehead and over your hair, the girl giving you a comforting kiss right above your eyebrow.

"Didn't she Chlo?" "Always, right pretty baby?"

Chloe kissed you much softer this time and no longer did the alcohol or cigarettes linger, instead was the taste of yourself.

"Tha-thank you-" You spoke more to the both then to just one of them, both of them smiling warmly at your fucked out form.

"Don't worry, we're not done yet."

"Two for two?"

"I dunno Chlo, she's been listening so well, maybe a little more."

You looked between them both with nervous excitement, noticing their silent glance at one another before looking back at you.

"Sounds good to me."

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