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cheonstapes · 7 months

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miguel o'hara stars in... 'NERD!MIGUEL STARTS AN ONLYFANS' (ง ื▿ ื)ว

a/n~ this popped in my head so quick and i thought i was gonna combust if i didn’t start writng then and there٩( ᐛ )و once again all creds to @nymphomatique 💗

part 2

summary; your nerdy almost-boyfriend starts an onlyfans without you knowing.

wc; 1.6k

pairings; nerd!miguel o'hara x rich!fem!reader

cw; SMUT!!, onlyfans, miguel being embarrassed, m!masturbation, panty kink, humiliation kink, sub!miguel pretending to be a dom, miguel being obsessed with reader (//∇//), dom!reader, reader being possessive (as you should), the woman was too stunned to speak, paint me like one of your french girls, nawt proofread - i was half asleep

ok,, nerd! miguel with a secret onlyfans that he hides from you.

because he’s lowkey embarrassed

because he wants you to find it and punish him for sharing what’s yours with others

on top of that, he’s one of the top accounts on the site. i mean it’s not a surprise- he’s still hot as fuck. extremely tall, chiseled body, thick thighs, sexy face, big dick- he’s quite literally perfect, and he knows you know that.

he only started it because of you, anyway. the compliments you whisper in his ears, telling him how beautiful he is, how much you love his body, he never realised how fine he actually is. so one day whilst he was sitting in your dorm, finishing up on of your reports, he decided he would put his body to good use. you were out for the night, and you probably wouldn’t come back until the next morning so he had all the time in the world.

he scrolled through a few pics you took of him on your phone, but something was bugging him. he looked so…submissive in them. yeah, of course he enjoyed being submissive - but only for you. the idea of other people seeing him in a way that’s reserved for you and you only giving him a strange feeling in his chest. miguel was a virgin before he met you though, so being submissive was really all he knew. being dominant felt wrong, but he was willing to give it a try.

feeling a surge of confidence, he stood up from your desk, stripping himself of his shirt, leaving him clad in his loose sweats. he sat on your queen sized bed, scooting himself up to the headboard. he really was a tall motherfucker though, long legs dangling off the edges of your fluffy mattress. he props one leg up, resting his elbow against it as he angles the camera down towards his chest, bulging muscles highlighted by your warm fairy lights.

he takes pic after pic, different angles and positions around your room even using some of your toys as props. but in all of those pictures, he never showed his face - that’s for you, and nothing can change that. instead, he offered his followers a view of his plump lips, pulled into a lazy grin in every photo.

a few months pass and he’s been racking up followers like crazy, all the money he makes - he spends on you, of course, buying you bags, clothes, shoes, anything his pretty mommy desires. you don’t question where he was getting all that money from, miguel also came from a pretty wealthy family - he did still spend as much of his parents money on you as he could.

eventually, he was in the top 3 creators of the site. he started to get a bit more raunchy with his posts, after that, he blew up like crazy. the constant *pings*! from his phone, however, was a means for suspicion. since when was your little loser of a boyfriend, well he’s not your boyfriend yet, but since when was he popular? like, people only know who he is because of you, and still nothing really changed since you claimed him as yours - so what’s with this sudden boost in attention he’s receiving?

he sits across from you, at your desk again, as you glare holes into his back from your plush bed. he’s smiling at his phone, the screen hidden from your view and you can only assume the worst. he’s talking to other bitches. everyone knew you were possessive, but when it comes to miguel? that’s a whole ‘nother situation. you wouldn’t hesitate to get rid of anyone who even thought about fucking around with your miguel. having connections is a real blessing.

your tongue clicks in annoyance, voice cutting through the comfortable silence in the room as you call out to him. “miguel, give me your phone.” you hold a hand out towards him, unmoving as your face remains devoid of emotion - although your twitching eyebrow tells a lot. he looks up at you immediately, pushing his frames back up his face. “w-what d’you need my phone f-for?” it was a valid question in any other circumstance, but this wasn’t any other circumstance. this was your obedient, not so little, miguel questioning you.

your brows raise, an amused scoff leaving your glossy lisp. you raise from the bed, strutting over to him as you snatch his phone from his hand. “the fuck is up with this attitude, hm? i don’t remember teachin’ you to be a little brat.” you sneer down at him, he was pathetic, really. face flushing as he realised his mistake, stumbling over his words and whimpering soft pleas of forgiveness. “shut it.” you don’t spare him another glance, gripping his phone as you sit back on your bed, crossing your legs.

unlocking his phone was easy, his password is your birthday - you could smile at how cutely obsessed with you he is but you where too pissed off at the moment. and of course, his lock screen and wallpaper is a picture of you, the same with his instagram pfp as you scroll through his chats. everything was weirdly innocent. there were only brief dm’s between him and what seemed like old friends and some current friends you didn’t even know he had, even his snapchat was completely barren.

you double, even triple checked his socials - not even a finsta in sight. with a deep sigh, you give up. of course you weren’t going to say out loud that you were overthinking but- oh? that stupid notification sound again. you quickly looked down at his phone again, seeing a notification from twitter. you completely forgot about it - seeing as it’s not even fucking called twitter anymore. (still bitter about this, fuck elon musty)

clicking on it, your eyes widen in surprise. this whole account was a complete 360 from the miguel that grovels at your feet on a daily basis. the most teasingly sexy posts litter his feed - promising all that and more if you just clicked on the link in his bio, and that you did. miguel was watching you nervously the whole time, thinking the worst at your silent reactions. he moves to stand, hoping that just maybe he can get his phone back. “sit the fuck down.” and he sits.

what a fucking slut. your good little boy, in all these different positions, fooling his fans into thinking he’s some strong, sexy, dom. getting off in your bed, calling his fans all the nasty names you call him. the whole situation was just so funny to you. these poor people, they didn’t know how much their favourite daddy dom was in fact a little bitch, for you and you only.

there was a part of you that was happy seeing have so much confidence, as much as you want to keep him all to yourself. it was kinda hot, him trying to act all dominant. you’d be lying to yourself if you said it didn’t make your cunt throb, biting your lips as you scroll deeper, and deeper. one post in particular caught your eyes, though. it was a video, the lighting was darker than the others but his body was just as clear. you put the volume all the way up, snickering at miguel’s frightened gasp behind you.

you can see why this post had so many likes now, cause god was it sexy. miguel laid on your bed, his face not visible, chest on display as he lightly ran his strong hands up and down his body, mumbling deep praises to his fans about how ‘good’ they are for him, how well he could fuck his pretty little sluts, how they probably wish they were there with him. who wouldn’t? his fat cock was drizzled in lube, sticky, hard, and leaking all over his hand. it rested on his stomach, smearing pre all over his happy trail, as he traced a thick finger along the throbbing veins.

his moans where still just like you knew them to be, whiny and breathy, small whimpers leaking through his spit soaked lips. his hand worked himself faster, pumping up and down just like you do, skimming over his tip in the same way you do. after all, you’re the only one who knows how to use him. it feels like he edges himself forever. constantly stopping and starting, gripping onto his cock tightly to stop himself from exploding all over himself.

he pants heavily, growling softly as he pulls something up out of frame, a small black lacy thong. your black lacy thong, the same one you had on right now. he wrapped it around his aching cock, rubbing his tip along the crotch before rapidly fucking himself into the fabric. he doesn’t last long though, the thong smelt like you, he had only taken it a few minutes before he started filming - digging through your dirty laundry like some depraved perv to find the perfect pair.

only after a couple quick pumps did he spill all over the pretty fabric, his mouth hung open, chest shimmering with sweat. he brought the soiled panties to his mouth, sensually licking off his own cum before shooting a teasing smile at the camera - the video ending. you couldn’t even speak, slowly turning around to face him, his head hanging down in shame.

oh, you were gonna make sure he learnt his lesson. his fans too.

to be continued…

- i want his balls jn my mouf

#miguel x reader #miguel o’hara smut #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara headcanons #miguel o’hara x reader #sub miguel o'hara #atsv miguel #miguel ohara #cheonstapes #cheonstapes films!🪷

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luveline · 8 months

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oooh! just had an idea!!! bombshell reader x spencer where he comes over to her apartment one day on the weekend to suprise her with breakfast/flowers bc they just started dating. however, bombshell is in sweats/no makeup/messy hair when she answers but when she sees its spencer, she FLIPS out/slams the door bc she doesnt want him to see her in that state. spencer, however, is confused ofc because he genuinely doesnt notice her outfit/lack of makeup and thinks she is gorgeous no matter what.

hope this is ok ♡ fem, 1.1k

The song starts slow and ends slower. You could picture Spencer listening to it, his head on your shoulder or yours on his, wired earphones shared between you.

You grab a pencil to jot a quick post-it note so you'll remember, one knee on your desk chair. You don't want to sit down with the shower running in case you get distracted by your new photo frame.

You and Spencer took a photo to commemorate finally getting together. Or rather, Hotch did, standing behind the camera with an impossible mixture of fondness and disapproval. You look like a true couple with matching graphic t-shirts and beaming smiles, Spencer's arm over your shoulders and yours behind his back. You can't see it without staring; you use all your strength to ignore the photo, pulling your post-it from its pad and tacking the yellow square to your vanity. Tell Spencer about love song from Ocean Boulavard.

The door to your apartment rings with a knock. If you weren't distracted in your losing don't-think-about-Spencer battle, you'd recognise the timid pattern of it.

You've been expecting a parcel all weekend.

"Coming!" you call, tugging a sweater over your vest top, plaid pyjama pants dragging against the floor as you make your way out of your bedroom and into the main living area. "Two seconds!"

You give yourself a precursory glance in the mirror next to the door before you answer it. You'd never go out like this, but the delivery driver won't see you long. You're mostly clean and fully dressed, though your socks don't match.

That's another thing to tell Spencer. He must be rubbing off on you.

"Hello," you say cheerily, pulling the door open with a smile.

"Hi," Spencer says, big brown eyes aglow at the sight of you, his hands full to bursting. There are enough things in his hands to hide his chest completely.

You don't have a chance to decipher exactly what he's brought as you flinch behind the cover of the door, not cruel enough to close it in his face, but wanting to. "Spencer! What are you doing here?"

"Well, you live here."

His hand comes up tentatively near yours on the door. He doesn't push it further in or attempt to come inside. He might have, if you hadn't squeaked in warning, biting down on the soft inside of your cheek.

"Is everything okay?" he asks.

"Everything is fine!" You squeeze your eyes closed, your pulse a hummingbird hammering between them.

"Really?" Spencer asks, taking back his hand. "Can I–"

There's a shuffling sound like he might step forward, and that's the last straw, you're fully panicking as you slam it closed.

A too long silence. Your breath comes unnaturally quickly, your thoughts racing to match. I can't believe I just did that. Why did I do that?

What do I do?

"Spencer, I'm naked," you say.

"You were definitely wearing clothes. What's wrong? I brought breakfast, I thought I'd surprise you. I texted you. When you didn't answer I figured maybe you were still sleeping after last night, but… now I'm thinking maybe I read that wrong."

"You didn't read it wrong! You can always come over!" you insist, looking around behind you as if you might suddenly find a full face of makeup hiding in your sideboard, or a fresh change of clothes hanging on the coat hooks.

"Okay, so, can I come in?"

You poke at the sore bit of skin in your cheek with a wince. "Spence, I'm not dressed. Like, I'm not ready. I look like a mess."

"You looked beautiful. For the two seconds that I could see your face, at least." You breathe in uselessly. An answer doesn't present itself. Spencer offers some wisdom while you panic, but you aren't sure you want to hear it. "We're dating, right? So as much as you clearly don't want me to see you like this, it's gonna happen. Hopefully regularly?" He laughs lightly on the other side of the door. "Can I please come in?"

Nerves gnaw at your fingers, uncomfortable pins and needles. "What if you don't like it as much?" you ask quietly. You're surprised he can hear you.

"Do you trust me?"

What sort of question is that? This isn't about trust. This is about you, an image of yourself you hold and that you want others to share, it's why you dress as you do, why you wear your intricate hairstyles, and spend hours upon hours priming and primping.

You want to be pretty deeply, especially in Spencer's eyes. Do you trust him to find you pretty still, without all the extra effort? Pretty from the moment you wake up?

You wait for the verdict as you open the door again. The handle clicks and lugs, the hinge whining as it swings inward. You step backward to allow him space, meeting Spencer's eyes with an insecurity that doesn't suit you.

He doesn't react at first. His hand tightens around the neck of a sprawling bouquet, wildflowers like a burst of colour against his chest, the long white body of a lily of the valley kissing the curve of his neck. He smells like powdered sugar donuts and the food truck they came from, the story of his obsession a remembered delight. I think of you every time I cross the square to the train station by my place. The warm vanilla smell reminds me of your perfume. But I'm usually already thinking of you. He's been bringing you donuts intermittently for months now.

He finally smiles at you, all manner of morning warmth flooding the room with him. The sun at his heels, the silky brown colour of his hair, you look up as he steps close, as light silhouettes him, turns the silk to fluff. You can see every detail this close down to the baby flyaways, and he can see the same.

"How could you think I wouldn't like this?" he asks. His words are hushed with earnestness but yards from hesitant. Spencer is unabashedly, genuinely enamoured with you. "You're so pretty. You always are."

You beg him silently to hold your face, taking the flowers from his hand. He can read you from that small action alone, raising a deft hand to your cheek.

You lean into his palm.

#spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #spencer reid x fem!reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid fanfic #spencer reid oneshot #spencer reid scenario #spencer reid drabble #spencer reid fic #spencer reid fanfiction #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds #criminal minds fic #criminal minds x reader

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velocesainz · 5 months

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You're mine

(LN04)

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Summary: Lando joins you in the motogp paddock to support you but overhears some of the other drivers talking about wanting you to ditch Lando for them. What is his reaction?

Warnings: smut, degradation, minors dni

Pairing: Lando x motogp!racer!reader

Lando POV:

I walked into the moto gp paddock in Valencia. Since us, f1 drivers, had winter break I decided to join my girlfriend y/n to support her.

"Lando I have to go for the PR meeting, shouldn't take more than an hour. You can hang around the paddock and explore if you want" y/n told me awaiting an answer.

"Yea of course, I know how to take care of myself you know" I replied slightly amused by how worried she was to leave me alone.

"That's debatable but anyways, see you later babe" y/n said and skipped away.

Damn. I really love her.

I was walking around the paddock when I stumbled outside the Ducati hospitality noticing y/n's friends, Augusto and Fabio, why not say hi?

As I got closer I guess they didn't notice me, they seemed too engrossed in their own conversation.

When I got to hearing distance I caught a glimpse of what they were talking about.

"I know right she's so hot! I wonder why she's single" I heard Fabio say.

Who were they talking about?

"Y/n's not single dipshit, she's with that landi, landa- whatever his name is" Augusto corrected.

"I honestly don't understand what she sees in him. He sounds like a chipmunk and looks like a kid trying to look cool growing a goatee. Look at us! We're literally like god's compared to him" Fabio laughed.

"Honestly though, she's the hottest girl I've seen in my life, and on top of that she races in motogp? Oh! she has my heart. I bet I could satisfy her needs much better than he could. I bet he's like 3" Augusto adding smiling.

"You know, seeing her winning and smiling around the paddock I just want to grab her and just take her right then and there. She's just so irresistible. Did you see her Calvin Klein shoot? I swear I use some of those photos to masturbate" Fabio replied.

"Such a pity. She is so fucking beautiful. Maybe in the future we can share her after stealing her from that dumb spoiled brat boyfriend of hers. Really wish we could stop pretending to not want her every second" Augusto laughed, Fabio laughing with him.

I had heard enough. How could they say that? I thought they were supportive of our relationship. I thought they respected y/n.

I guess not. They clearly wanted her for themselves, they were so disrespectful. How could they say such vile things about their fellow driver?

I left the Ducati hospitality walking back to the Yamaha hospitality to wait for y/n to get back, but in complete fury.

Y/n POV:

I got back from the PR meeting and the rest of my media duties for today were finally done.

I can now spend time with Lando. Poor thing must've waited so long.

I made my way back to the hospitality to find my boyfriend sitting on a chair with his head in his hands. That's odd.

"Hey babe, you ok?" I asked cautiously, maybe he was sleeping? Lando is known after all to sleep in the most random places in the most random positions.

He looked up at me and I saw an almost unrecognisable emotion. Anger, rage mixed with lust?

He grabbed my hand harshly and took me straight to my driver's room.

I saw Fabio and Augusto right next to my room as they were chatting, I waved at them and they waved back giving me a weird look.

Lando threw me into the room and closed the door locking it in the process.

"What is wrong with you Lando?" I asked confused, what had gotten into him all of a sudden?

"Take your clothes off. Right now." He demanded in a cold tone. That was really hot but I wanted to find out what was wrong with him.

"Not until you tell me what's wrong" I said adamant.

"God you're so stubborn. I guess I'll have to do it myself then." He said as he came closer and pinned me to the wall.

He roughly started taking my clothes off "You wanna know what happened? Your so called "friends" who are standing outside this room, were saying absolutely disgusting things about you like how they would take care of you better than I could, how they wished you were their little slut, so they could use you. Let's get you to scream out loud so they can hear how much I satisfy you so don't hold those noises back love" he purred into my ear

At this point my panties were completely soaked, and he noticed

"Already so wet huh? Hearing that her friends want to fuck her so bad makes the slut so needy" he whispered into my ear making my knees go weak.

He took off all of my clothing and proceeded to take off his as well, his body is just so sexy I can't stop looking at it.

"I don't think I can wait for any foreplay. Let's cut to the chase yeah bitch?" Lando said as he kissed me.

All I could do was nod feverishly, not being able to form any words.

He quickly aligned his cock with my pussy and bottomed out in one harsh thrust causing me to let out one of the largest moans I've ever let out in my life.

He keeps thrusting hard and fast into as curses and moans keep leaving my mouth.

"Such a dirty little bitch, showing everyone how much I please you. Beg to cum little whore." Lando whispered.

I just couldn't resist his touch

"Oh Lando please give me your big, fat cock, please please let me cum!" I begged with the most innocent look on my face.

"Such a good whore. Cum, cum with me" Said Lando satisfied with my begging as he continued to thrust into me hard and fast as we both reached our highs.

He groaned lowly and I nearly screamed as we both came together.

I heard shuffling outside

"That ought to tell them who can please you and who can't eh?" Lando said in a husky voice

"You're mine, love, only mine."

#f1 #f1 smut #f1 x reader #lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando norris smut #formula 1 #formula 1 smut #motogp

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lovelyjj · 6 months

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maybe a mix of “i’m just afraid” and “tell me the truth”? 🫶

avoidance

jj maybank x reader

wc: 1.4k

a/n: I lowkey hate this.

You and JJ were the best of friends. You did everything together. He was your person you told everything to. He was your partner in crime. There were no secrets between the two of you.

You and JJ were on the couch that was on John B’s porch, enjoying the rain. The rain was blanketing the outer banks in water, soaking the grass and trees.

“I love the rain,” you stated.

“Really why?” JJ asked.

“I don’t know it makes me feel less alone, like the sky is crying with me.”

“That’s a really good reason,” JJ replied.

“Thanks,” you smiled.

“You want to dance?” JJ asked with a goofy grin on his face.

“In the rain?” You questioned surprised.

“In the rain,” JJ confirmed.

“Ok.”

JJ got up and reached his hand out for you to take, which you gladly accepted. The two of you went out on the grass and JJ held onto one hand. Then he put one hand on your waist and you put the hand not holding his, on his shoulder.

You guys danced and he spun you around and you got soaking wet. You were having a lot of fun though. You were having a blast and so was JJ.

When you were finished JJ ushered you inside as you giggled.

You both changed into dry clothes and afterwards JJ had an idea.

“Let’s make some hot chocolate,” JJ announced.

“Yes please,” you answered.

JJ whipped up two mugs of cocoa and you both sipped yours quietly.

“Tastes good,” you whispered.

“Wanna watch a movie?” you asked JJ.

“Sure,” JJ replied.

You both settled into John B’s living room and put on spider-man. You ended up falling asleep on the pullout couch.

——————

A couple days later you were all going out on the boat. The day was bright and sunny perfect for going out on the water.

JJ was looking at you in your bikini top. He knew he shouldn’t be looking at his best friend like that but he couldn’t help it. You looked hot and JJ could hardly look away from your chest.

You were oblivious to JJ’s ogling. You were happy to be on the boat with your friends.

“I can’t believe the weather is so nice,” you spoke.

“Yeah it’s perfect,” Pope responded.

“I thought it would be windy out here on the water,” JJ said removing his attention from your breasts.

“Hope we can catch some fish,” John B announced.

“Should be able to,” JJ commented.

While the boys were fishing, you Kiara and Sarah were on your phones. You were looking through your photos and you noticed how many you had of you and JJ.

There was one of you two at the beach with the waves in the background and a pretty sunset.

“Can I post this J?” you asked.

“Let me see it.”

You handed your phone to JJ and he took it. He scanned the image and smiled a genuine smile.

“Yeah that’s a good one. Go ahead fire away.”

You gave him a smile and decided to post the picture.

After a while you got a few comments. One was from Sarah that said, “Goals.”

You ignored it because you didn’t want to draw attention to it. The last thing you needed was people assuming your in a relationship with JJ cause your not. Your just friends and that’s all you ever will be.

—————

You were spending more and more time with JJ. Sometimes with the other pogues and sometimes just the two of you.

You were starting to catch feelings for him. You didn’t know how or why but being around him brought out the best in you. You started to fall in love with your best friend. You were scared you’ve never felt this way before. And what if he doesn’t love you back.

You decided to go to Kiara and ask for her help. She was working at the wreck, so you made your way over there.

“Hey Kie, I need your help,” you hesitated.

“Yeah sure y/n whatever you need,” Kiara replied.

“Here let’s sit down,” Kiara said as she directed you to a small table by the window.

You sat across from her and she gave you a kind smile with kind eyes.

“What’s up,” Kiara started.

“Well um I’ve sorta had these feelings for a certain someone and I’m not sure what to do about it. I just know I don’t want to tell them,” you began.

“Why don’t you want to tell them,” Kiara asked.

“I’m just afraid,” you bit your lip.

“What do you have to be afraid of?”

“Well first of all he could not feel the same way. He could reject me. He could laugh in my face. The list goes on,” you threw your hands up in the air.

“JJ wouldn’t do that,” Kiara raised a brow.

“How do you know it’s JJ?” You asked.

“Oh come on, who else would it be.”

“You’ve got a point.” you laughed.

“Speak of the devil,” Kiara whispered as you turned to the sound of the door opening.

JJ sauntered in to the wreck, Pope, John B and Sarah following suit.

“The gangs all here,” Kiara exclaimed.

“I need to go,” you whispered to Kiara.

“What why?”

“I just need to, ok!”

You slipped out the back door leaving the rest of the crew utterly confused.

—————

You have been avoiding JJ. It’s not that you wanted to, you hated the distance between you and not seeing him but you didn’t know how to act around him anymore.

You were getting worried because you thought JJ was on to you. Now JJ was getting worried because he hasn’t seen you in a while. He figured that you were mad at him. He hated it.

When the pogues would hang out all together you would not be there. You would miss the activities they had planned.

It was getting harder and harder hiding your feelings from JJ. You would always blush or your heart would beat really fast. So your only option you decided was to stop hanging out with him.

JJ was confused because of your absence. He was going to get to the bottom of this. He was determined.

He assumed you would be at your house. So that’s where he showed up. He knocked on your door a few times and after a few minutes you came to the door. You were shocked to see JJ standing there.

You wanted to run back to your room and hide. You were embarrassed by your actions. Just all of a sudden ghosting him. He didn’t deserve that.

“Hey um so I miss you. A lot. And I think we need to talk,” JJ scratched the back of his neck.

“Sure.”

You stepped outside and closed the door behind you.

“I need to know why your avoiding me,” JJ insisted.

“I’m not avoiding you.”

“y/n.”

“Ok ok I’ve been avoiding you because I didn’t want to see you.” You nervously crossed your arms and looked down.

JJ wasn’t buying it. “No. Tell me the truth.”

As you looked into JJ’s pleading blue eyes you felt your stomach flip. You couldn’t lie to him even if you tried.

“Fine. You want the truth? The truth is I’m in love with you. And I don’t know how to act around you anymore. I assumed you didn’t feel the same way so to save myself the rejection, I avoided you.”

“You thought I wouldn’t feel the same way?” JJ questioned.

“I’ve been in love with you for years,” JJ confessed.

“Really?”

JJ nodded his head.

“I can’t believe you did all that.” JJ said surprised.

You took a step closer to JJ and he took your face in his hands.

“Come here,” JJ whined.

You didn’t need to be asked twice. You leaned in and JJ placed lips on yours. Instantly you felt electrifying sparks shoot trough you. Your stomach erupted with butterflies. The kiss was gentle and delicate. JJ was excited and you were giddy.

Your lips were crushing together and moving against each other. JJ was feeling warm all over. Your hands were resting on JJ’s shoulders. One of JJ’s hand rested on your jaw and one hand snaked lower to your butt squeezing lightly. This caused you to gasp, allowing JJ’s tongue to slide into your mouth.

After making out you pulled away breathless. You wore a big smile and JJ laughed.

“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.” JJ broke the silence.

“I’ve missed you too,” you responded.

“Will you be mine?” JJ asked.

“Yes, I’ll be yours,” you exclaimed.

JJ picked you up and spun you around, your laughter mixing together to create a sense of harmony and happiness. Since you and JJ were best of friends your romantic relationship will only flourish because you loved each other wholeheartedly.

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ra1nyd4yzz · 6 months

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Weird, perv Wilbur x sweet, gyrau reader!

warnings: smut, mentions of sex toys, use of sex toys, Wilbur's room is disgusting and vile. I really don't know any other warnings so if I missed any let me know!!

Taglist:@abbs-writes-nsfw

Words:763

this started off as nothing like I wrote a little blurb type thing in abbs asks and it kinda progressed and now we have this! I hope you like it also it was my first time writing smut so it's not great but I tried my best also its not edited. this took hours for some reason.

You now always teased Wilbur for how you guys started dating, i mean how could you not i mean you caught him jerking off to a photo of you of course you were going to tease the poor boy he deserved it for being a perv.

You were in his room, him laying in his bed watching you as you cleaned up his room. “Babe, you know I can clean it right?” He said looking at you like you were his goddess “yea but you wont i mean look at this ugh” you picked up a bowl of mouldy unfinished ramen “how old is this wil?” he looked at it “ohh that's where i put that huh i must have forgotten” he chuckled and you side put the bowl in a trash bag and you continued cleaning his room.

Putting dirty clothes in his unused clothes basket and bowls of mouldy ramen and cereal in the bin because you know those bowls could never be washed enough to get the mould off them.

You got on the ground after you cleared it and stuck your head under the bed, you decided you were cleaning everything out so under his bed and closet were getting cleaned out. Wilbur stared at your perfect body as you went down well. He was mainly staring at your ass but still it was perfect to him.

You pulled out a shoe box, weirdly it was the only one under his bed? You set it on his desk in front of his monitor. Wilbur was too intrapped in your glory he didn't notice the shoebox “what's this baby?” you asked and he had to drag his eyes from your body to the shoe box on his desk and he immediately freaked “sweetheart lets not open this box please its personal-” and before you could even hear the last part of his sentence you opened the shoebox and started giggling at the contents inside.

“Sex toys really wilbur?” you picked up a fleshlight “bet you used these while looking at photos of me you perv” you chuckled saying it as a joke, you turned to wilbur and he was looking down in his lap in guilt “you didn't actually did you wilbur?” no reply, your mouth slightly parted “wilbur?” you asked again he shamefully looked back up and grabbed it off you and shoved it back in the shoe box and closed it.

You chuckled at the thought of your pretty boy being a perv for you, you opened up the box and grabbed the fleshlight “y/n stop-” “take off your pants and boxers now wilbur” you said as you cut him off, the tone you had was new to him, more dominant and stern somehow still keeping your soft and sweet demeanour to it. He immediately obeyed you and threw off his sweats and boxer, you sat next to him in his bed and pulled him into your lap.

It was easy to pull him into your lap as he was lanky, his cock was already hard you chuckle “oh pretty boy your cocks already hard” you couldn't keep in your giggle and that just turned him on even more, you were his goddess “well sweetboy i dont really want to fuck so im gonna use this fleshlight to get you off okay sweetheart? Just imagine it's me alright, imagine it's my tight pussy around you” he nodded and whimpered, already unable to say words “sweet boy i need to hear a yes or i can't continue” you stroked his hair and ran your fingers through his gorgeous brown curls.

“Y-yes” you heard that and slowly lowered the fleshlight on his cock, he whimpered and whined in pleasure as you went up and now and praised him, he quickly gave in and cummed, you were so proud of your pretty boy.

“good job sweetheart, let me clean you up ok?” he nodded and you took the fleshlight off his dick and put it on his desk, he whined before moaning and you licked a strip up his cock, cleaning up the cum before stopping and getting up.

You quickly came back into his room with a chux and wiped up him and the mess on the bed before helping him into his boxers, you gave him one of his hoodies and he put it on, you guys cuddled “you did so good baby, I'm so proud of you alright” you caressed his cheek, he was so tired already and he mumbled and then fell asleep in your embrace.

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bryngmemoney · 3 months

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✁FASHION FLIRT✃

Megumi Fushiguro x Reader

⭑story masterlist link

tw: death joke, worms (maybe?)

lots of Writing between Messages!!

🪡Chapter Twenty-seven: Fixing him

“Megumi,”

“hm?”

“Are you okay?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” you didn’t notice it , but he tightened his grip on the wheel, his other hand that was by his side he used to pinch the fabric of his pants.

“You just seem quiet, what’s on your mind?”

“Nothing, but you never told me where we were going.”

“Oh right!” to be honest you had completely forgotten you hadn’t told him, and you did promise you’d say where the morning of. “It’s a little book cafe! My friend recommended it to me, I thought it seemed fitting.”

“So, you’ve been here before with them?” he questioned. “Nope, we can try it out together.” He smiled a little, and you did notice that, happy to at least get a little more emotion out of him.

“Hi! Welcome in,” A girl with a short brown bob looked up to you and Megumi walking in, adjusting herself at the front of the counter next to a bakery display waiting for you to approach.

“Hi,” you greeted back.

“Do you two need help with anything?”

“Not looking for anything particular, thank you though,” you answered, turning to look at Megumi only to see him already looking around the place, specifically staring off towards a shelf of books.

“Ok, well let me know if you need anything.”

You nodded as the girl went back to her previous task. There were only a couple of other people inside the place, probably less than ten. It was larger than you expected it to be from the outside exterior, but still very homey. You had just begun to take a few steps in, only for Megumi to grab your hand and lead the way.

“Look,” he said once stopping in front of a shelf, picking a book out and handing it to you. “One of my favorites.” You were a little taken aback, but just smiled looking at it, front and back, trying to figure out what it was. “How is your eyesight that good you saw this from the entrance?”

“Can you do that again?” You looked up, only to see him pull out a smaller camera from his jacket’s pocket. Smaller than the one you had seen him with before. How did you not notice he was carrying that?

“Uhm, okay,” and you repeated your action, feeling slightly strange, but at least he seemed more alive now.

“Thank you.” His smile at that moment was contagious, seeming genuinely happy.

“Was that just for you or for your project?” you asked, mirroring his expression.

“Do you want your hint for the day?”

“Yes please.” He leaned his camera towards you, showing you the four photos he took, “They are for the project,” he informed.

“What’s wrong with your loaf?”

“What?” Megumi looked up from his page, eyes wide full of confusion.

“The pastry you ordered, you took two bites and haven’t touched it since.” You had been watching Megumi for the past thirty minutes he’s been sitting across from you. Although you both originally started with conversation that had slowly filed down into you guys reading what you had chosen. You thought back to what Nobara had said over text and couldn’t help but think maybe she was right. He’d probably be happy if you had just taken him outside then given him a book.

“Oh,” he looked down next to him, starring at the piece of bread on the small plate, “It’s just.. too sweet.”

“Too sweet?”

He looked back up at you, shrugging before picking up his mug taking a sip of his dark coffee. “I’m not really a fan of sweets.” He placed the cup back down, then went back to reading.

“You’re such an interesting man Megumi.”

“Really?” he questioned looking back up to you.

“You’re interesting to me.” He just looked at you, both of you making eye contact for a few seconds, and he failed to look away on time so you wouldn’t see the pink dusting his face. “Thanks I guess.”

Author’s Note: concrete🎀

um so complications irl, am not able to finish the next chapter today, will post two chapters for tomorrows update promise 😊🤞

hope you guys enjoyed!!

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vitamindropp · 16 days

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beomgyu as your (soon to be) boyfriend^^ PT.3

notes:GUY IM DRAGGING THIS OUT TOO MUCH HOW DO I STOP SEND HELP anyways

warnings: cursing, gaslighting (not in an evil way!) reader uses she/her pronouns NOT PROOFREAD!!!

as soon as your alarm went off at 7:30 you sprung out of bed making sure you had enough time to look presentable

you ended up finishing way earlier than you expected so you just decided to head out

beomgyu took a shower and put on his outfit that his friends hounded him all night about and hoped you would like it

just the thought of both of y’all just walking around in the aquarium was way too much for his heart to handle

and if he wasn’t giggly before, he definitely was now that you sent him a message

you: good morning!! ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

WHY WERE SHE SO CUTE he thought before he responds he texts the gc real quick

beomgyu:SHE WANTS ME SO BAD🔥💯

soobin: she has to be insane if she’s into you

beomgyu: DONT HATE ME CAUSE YOU AINT ME🤫

beomgyu: im sorry don’t leave me im so nervous idk what to do

beomgyu: HELLO?????

he texts you for a bit then decides to head off

on the whole drive there he was practicing what to say to you and how he should respond, his heart was beating so fast he was concerned for his wellbeing.

you get there at 10:45 expecting to be early.. but you see him already waiting at the entrance pacing back and forth while hold a otter stuffed animal

he greets you and you and hands you the stuffed animal nervously while avoiding eye contact, and you say

“Omg tysm its so cute!! how did you know i liked otters?”

he’s fucked. HE’S COOKED. HE FOUND THAT OUT THROUGH YOUR INSTAGRAM LAST NIGHT WHEN HE TOLD YOU GOODNIGHT HE FOUND YOUR INSTAGRAM AND LEARNT YOUR WHOLE LIFE STORY (not in a stalker way!) YOU DIDNT TELL HIM THAT SO THERE IS SO REASON HE SHOULD KNOW BUT HE DOES.

he can’t say that he found out about your insta because you didn’t even give him it so he decided that the best option was to gaslight you

“Oh you told me while we were doing the project in the library!”

“Really? I don’t rememb- YOU DID”

you just choose to ignore it because you most likely did mention it you just can’t remember atm (🤫)

you guys spent the whole day together just talking while walking around and taking photos of everything cute you guys saw and took some photos together as well!

before you guys parted ways to go back home he walked you to where you were parked (GENTLEMEN FRR🙏)

before he could even say anything you grab his collar and give him a kiss on his cheek and told him how you had so much fun today and how you would love to do it again while your cheeks burn up

you immediately rush into your car before he could even speak, because that was so out of character for you but you just couldn’t help it!! he was so sweet and looked so cute i mean how could you NOT kiss him?? it’s not your fault!

he completely forgot what he was even going to tell you and just stood there for a second holding his cheek

as you’re driving through the parking lot you see him again and while barely recovering from the embarrassment and he motions for you to pull your window down

you do so and he yells

“DOES THAT MEAN WE ARE GOING ON A SECOND DATE?”

he had heads turning from miles away with how loud he was and you saw that so you just nodded really fast and drove off before he could make you and redder and you can make another mistake

he drove back home with the biggest smile EVER and just giggling like crazy

you updated the gc ASAP

you: i kissed him.

chaewon: YOU WHAT???

yeri: HUH?????

jiheon: WHERE DID YOU KISS HIM?

winter: NAHHHHHH

you responded to jiheon: i just kissed him on the cheek

chaewon: JUST???

jiheon: oh ok that’s not even that bad

yeri: YES IT IS FYM????

winter: wait what led up to it did you just kiss him or what??

yeri: JUST CALL I NEED TO KNOW IM FOAMING AT THE MOUTH RN

you called the groupchat and explained how your whole date went

little did you know that beomgyu was doing the exact same thing

beomgyu: GUYSSHEISSME

soobin: huh?

taehyun: She what?

beomgyu: KISSED MEEHEH

soobin: is this the demons speaking or did this deadass happen😟

yeonjun: how is he getting more play than me.

kai: i knew she liked you!!

soobin: didn’t you just said earlier that we need to free ___ from beomgyu

kai: shhh that was in the past🤫

beomgyu: YO????

beomgyu: anyways you are all invited to our wedding!

yeonjun: lets votekick beomgyu out

beomgyu: STOP BEING A HATER SMH👎

after the call with your friends he texted you goodnight and how he didn’t get a chance to tell you how he had so much fun as well

you were screaming into your pillow while kicking your feet

you guys talked for a bit then eventually told each other good night

WITH ANOTHER DATE PLANNED FOR NEXT WEEKEND🤭

more notes: stop why am i actually cheesing over this its getting bad out here… anyways! TYSM FOR READING <33

#Spotify #beomgyu soft thoughts #choi beomgyu fluff #beomgyu soft hours #beomgyu fluff #choi beomgyu #txt soft thoughts #txt soft hours #txt fluff #txt x reader #txt x you #beomgyu x reader #beomgyu x you

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katnisspeetaprim · 1 year

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They're Gonna Know. How would they know?

Jungkook/Reader Requests Open!!

Summary: You go to Coachella with your boyfriend Jungkook, who thinks he is invisible.

Warnings: fluff, mentions of anxiety, mentions of being followed.

Word Count: 950 M.list

Jungkook really thought that he was slick. The day before you left for Coachella, he’d proudly announced to you that he’d cut his bangs so nobody would recognise him at the festival.

‘Kook. I think people will still know.’ You stared at him in disbelief as you stuffed a few last minute essentials into your travel bag.

‘Ah Y/N it will be fine! Trust me!’ He assured you, fully believing you could both be inconspicuous at the event. Jungkook emerged from the bathroom shirtless and got into bed as you placed your bag by the door.

‘You finally found an outfit?’ He questioned, knowing that you had been stressing about what to wear, ever since he first bought the tickets.

‘Yeah. I just hope I look as good as I think I do in it, since it’s probably gonna be all over the internet.’ You shuddered at the thought of people sneaking photos of you. You weren’t famous like Jungkook so it took you a long time to get used to the paparazzi when you first started dating, in fact you almost broke up with him over a particular incident of someone following you home, since you were concerned for your safety. Thankfully though, everything worked out in the end. . You both met when you began working at BigHit in 2017 as an intern, having since worked your way up the ranks.

You got into bed and lay down in front of Jungkook so he could spoon you.

‘You look amazing in anything Y/N. Trust me, we’ll have a great time!’

(line break)

You and Jungkook were now standing in the middle of the crowd waiting for BlackPink to start. Your outfit went down better than expected. He had practically jumped on you that morning when he saw it.

For the most part, people were surprisingly respectful, leaving you both be, or just coming up to say hello. Though you couldn’t help but notice when people took photos of you from a distance, making you a little nervous. Some did it discreetly, trying to cover their phones, whilst others made it obvious what their intent was.

‘I told you we’d be fine!’ jungkook spoke as he placed his arm round your shoulders.

‘You not noticed the wannabe paparazzi all round us?’ You mused, turning to wrap your arms round him from the side.

‘They are just enamoured by your sexiness is all.’ He laughed, stroking your bare shoulder.

‘Shut up! Don’t say things like that.’ You groaned, subconsciously tugging our skirt down.

‘Just ignore them jagi.’ He smiled and kissed your head. You looked up to him and puckered up your lips. He chuckled at you, but never the less, leaned down and gave you a quick peck.

‘I should have bought a jacket. It’s cooler than I thought.’ You sighed as you cuddled closer into his side. You thought that you would be warm enough, given the fact that you would be in the middle of a massive crowd, but for some reason you couldn’t get warm.

‘Ah Y/N, you should have said. Here.’ He detangled himself from you and began removing his jacket, leaving him in his over sized t-shirt.

‘Kook you don’t need to. Wont you be cold too?’ You felt bad as he draped the garment round your shoulders.

‘Don’t worry about me. You know I run warm.’ He smiled brightly. ‘Besides, you can just cuddle up to me if you’re worried.’ He flashed his teeth as he grinned at you.

‘Ok then.’ You agreed and slipped your arms through the holes, pulling it closed around you, reassuming your position against him.

The two of you ended up having an amazing time at the festival. Even though it wasn’t something you usually did, the whole festival thing, spending time with Jungkook made it worth it. This was especially the case since he was now getting busier, and things were heating up thanks to his new campaign with Calvin Klein. Unfortunately, you could only stay for one day, since he wanted to be back in Korea for when Hoseok left for the military, which of course you understood.

Not even a few hours after you left Coachella, dozens of phots and videos started popping up online of the two of you. Videos of you cuddling seemed to pop off the most, everybody gushing at the cute couple. Then when people saw he gave you his coat, fans fell more in love with him.

‘He’s such a gentleman!’

‘Why can’t I find a man like that?’

And so on. Then there were the people who were making fun of him for believing that he wouldn’t be noticed because of his bangs. You had a field day scrolling through all the TikTok’s making light of the situation.

‘See! I told you!’ You exclaimed triumphantly as you showed him another video.’

‘Aish.... Why do ARMY love making fun of me?’ He flopped down dramatically at the kitchen counter.

‘It’s your fault! If you hadn’t said what you did, then ARMY wouldn’t have anything to make fun of!’ You laughed, referring back to the picture he posted, stating that he thought he would be able to attend quietly.

'Look, here’s a nice edit. They even call you a dream boyfriend!’ You showed him a nice edit in an attempt to cheer him up. Jungkook stared at the video for a second before looking over to you.

‘I am the best aren’t I?’ He smirked. You playfully rolled your eyes at him.

‘Yeah sure you are.’ You got up and ruffled his fluffy hair as you walked by. ‘You need a haircut by the way!’ You shouted back over your shoulder.

#bts #bts x reader #smut #fluff #angst #one shot #imagine #scenario #drabble #reaction #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook

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bucky-barnes-lover · 7 months

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Kinktober day 15: Kinks listed below

Fic: Sebastian Stan

Daddy turned Father:

Dad to be!Sebastian Stan x Wife!reader

Warnings: Slight pregnancy kink, Cursing, SMUT 18+, Pregnancy talk, Going to the Doctor's (Does that even count?)

W.C: 1305

I figure this didn't turn out great but I've had a busy week and I'm tired so, if u like it please re blog. Thanks

I'm sick. Really sick. Every Morning for the past 2 weeks I've been waking up with a horrible stomach ache and the need to vomit. I haven't told Sebastian though since he's been away filming for the past couple weeks. But, doing the logical thing I went to the doctor.

"So y/n, I think we'll do an ultrosound just to make sure you don't have a stomach bug or something anymore serious. You did however pass all the blood, heart and senses tests with flying colours so it cannot be anything got to do with your brain." Said the doctor.

"Thank goodness! I love my brain." I replied sarcastically.

"I'm sure most of us do y/n"

Dr. Mayladd led me over to the ultrasound room as she handed me a blue papery hospital gown. Addressing me to remove my shirt and put the gown on instead.

"Gosh that's scratchy" I complained making my way over to the examination chair, leaning back as far as the chair would go.

"You'll only have to wear it for a couple minutes, I'm sure you can handle that"

"Of course doctor" I moaned playfully, causing a small laugh to escape the Dr's perfect red lips.

"I'm going to spread some jelly on your stomach okay, it'll be a little bit cold but it won't be for long okay"

"Sure" I answered, boredom creeping into my voice.

"Oh y/n. You sound like an annoyed teenager, brighten up a bit. You could either get home to your husband knowing you have bowel cancer or are expecting a baby." She told me, sounding a little bit too enthusiastic talking about cancer.

"Yeah, thanks but I'd rather not have either"

"You don't want children?" The Dr asked me, sounding a little less excited.

I let out a loud sigh before explaining to the Dr exactly what I was thinking.

"Yes, I do. I do want children. It's just that Sebastian has been away filming for a good while and we never really discussed when we would want to start a family. So I'm not sure if this is the right time."

Dr. Mayland rubbed some cold blue jelly over my stomach, through the hole that was cut in a circle right over the tummy. Then she connected a couple wires to an ultrasound remote, which kind of took the shape of a jade roller, just thicker and electronic. She started rolling the remote across my stomach spreading the jelly with it.

Eyes focused on the computer machine as the remote scanned my skin. Suddenly a small shape, about the size of a blueberry came into view.

It was undeniably a baby.

"Well, you are pregnant and it looks as if you're about 7 weeks along. Would you like me to print off the photos?"

Said Dr. Mayladd as she continued scanning over my stomach.

"Yes please." I responded, overwhelmed at the fact that I am carrying a child.

"OK. Give me a second to do that."

The Dr. responded, a few seconds later I heard a faint buzzing sound and then she turned around to face me. A roll of what looked like Polaroids in her hand. Putting them in a small box, along with a card before she handed it to me. With a note of congratulations, I left the Dr's office.

The drive home was stressful. The radio was playing 'Starlight' by Taylor Swift. One of my favorite songs, but I couldn't pay attention to it. Crazy thoughts running through my brain. What if Seb doesn't want kids right now, What if the pregnancy goes wrong. What if, what if, was all I could think of right now.

As I arrived home, I almost drove away, seeing my husband's car in the driveway. Shit. How do I tell him?

Leaving all my thoughts in the backseat of the car, I unlocked the front door. Immediately greeted by soft kisses escalating down my neck.

"Hi baby." "How are you?" I asked him as he pecked my lips.

"I'm good. You?" He questioned, pointing towards the doctor's receipt in my hand.

"Oh, Well." I hesitated, struggling to find the words to say to him. Not knowing if I should even tell him right now.

"Well, I'm pregnant."

Sebastian stared at me for a couple seconds, clearly starstruck by the news that he's going to be a father.

"Y/n. Are you serious?"

"Yes. That's why I went to the doctor today. I've been sick almost every morning since you were away, which is ironic now that I think about it. Considering we had a pretty fun night a couple days before you went off for shooting."

"But yeah, I'm 7 weeks along." I uttered anxiously.

"Shit y/n. We're gonna be parents."

Sebastian yelled, happiness clear in his tone and visible in his full smile.

"That is if you want to keep it." He added on, seeing my scared expression.

"Yes, baby, I want to keep it, I'm just scared. We haven't really discussed this much, since you've been away a lot." I expressed.

"Doll, there is nobody else I would rather have children with than you. I love you with all my heart, please acknowledge that." He reasoned.

"Now. We have to celebrate" Sebastian continued.

Picking me up and carrying me up the stairs to our shared bedroom.

Running to the bed, I undress into my bra and panties, my husband doing the same.

"Babydoll, I'm gonna fuck you so good you'll have another baby in you soon enough" He chuckled as he unclipped my bra. Grabbing my breasts in his hands, kneading them as he trailed kisses up and down my neck.

Sweet moans escaped my lips all the while Sebastian sucked on the sensitive skin along my neck. I reached down to his groin and palmed him through his boxers, earning a desperate moan from him. Dropping to his knees, towering over me he grabbed my underwear, tugging as I lifted up my hips letting them slide down. Feeling Sebastian's rough fingers slide along my slit, into my wet hole.

"Damn Mama. You're so wet already. Wonder how well you could take my cock" He muttered, adding a second finger into my entrance. Pumping in and out. My moans grew more desperate as he pumped faster inside of me, rubbing my clit with his thumb. I knew he could feel I was close, because he stopped just as I was on the verge of cumming.

"Ahh. Seb, what was that for" I moaned out, annoyed at his act.

"Not so fast mama. Don't you think I would let you cum that easily without you cumming all over my cock." He growled.

Removing his boxers, he lined himself up with my entrance before thrusting his hips slowly. I groaned, feeling myself stretch as he worked his thick cock through me.

"Oh Seb" I moaned as he thrusted into me harder and harder. Hitting the right spot each and every time.

"Fuck Mama, you're so tight for me." He moaned. Bucking his hips against my own as his thrusts became much, much harder. Digging even deeper into me. Causing me to scream out his name. "Fuck Sebastian!!" I screamed, the pleasure almost too much. I felt Sebastian's fingers trace over my sensitive clit. Rubbing it in a soft circular motion.

My pussy clenched around his cock. So tight and so close. Sebastian's finger grazed my clit one more time, sending me over the edge. A couple moments later, after one last deep thrust, Sebastian came inside me.

"Fuck babydoll. You feel so good" He moaned, still working his cock inside me. I only moaned in response. The pleasure was overwhelming.

If this was what pregnancy would be like, I don't know why I'd be so scared, becoming a mum.

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gingiesworld · 7 months

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Family Is Forever

Chapter Three

Wanda Maximoff x GN! Reader

Warnings: Angst.

Taglist: @fxckmiup @ginnsbaker @gb12d @casquinhaa @angrywhisperslove @louxbloom @natashamaximoff-69 @wizardofstories @canvascoloredin

18+ MINORS DNI

The next day came around pretty fast, Y/N had already had the lawyers draw up the papers, not wanting to draw the divorce out any longer than it needed to.

"So, we're doing it here?" Wanda questioned as she sat on the sofa as Y/N stood before the mantel, looking over the pictures of the four of them.

"Yeah, I figured it won't be long." They told her honestly, picking up the picture of the two of them stood outside of Tony's cabin. "I love this photo, I always thought you were stunning even of you hated the wind in your hair."

"What are you doing?" Wanda snapped as Y/N put the picture back in it's place.

"I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable. That was never my intention." They told her just as the doorbell rang, Wanda just huffed as she got up to answer it. Allowing the divorce lawyer inside as the three soon moved to the dining table. Both Wanda and Y/N sat opposite each other.

"So, what is the reason for this divorce, is it infidelity?" The lawyer questioned as the two shook their heads no.

"I guess we just drifted apart." Y/N told them as they looked away from Wanda. Wanda hummed in agreement as the lawyer sighed.

"We won't be able to get this divorce finalised as fast as you both would like." He told the two as he placed his pen down. "You will need to be separated for at least 6 months before a divorce can be filed. Even then it's a trial separation and marriage counselling is advised."

Both Y/N and Wanda shared a look before Wanda looked away, leaving Y/N with the talking.

"I don't think that counselling is an option." Y/N told him. "This decision by the two of us is set in stone."

"So it will be a trial separation, then in 6 months we can revisit the divorce. If that is what you both really want." He said as the two nodded. "I understand you both have a prenup and you have children, yes?"

"Yes." Wanda answered. "We are going to split the custody."

"And I am moving out so Wanda and the boys have the house." They spoke up. "Also I am still going to be paying for the boys, providing for them. Whatever they need."

"I do suggest going through the court for the child support, just incase of unforseen circumstances." He told the two.

"You mean like if I don't pay it one month?" Y/N questioned, Wanda could see that they were getting irritated by the insinuation.

"Y/N isn't like that, they never ever let the boys down." Wanda defended them. "This marriage is ending, not because we don't love each other."

"But because I haven't really had the time to split between work, Wanda and the boys." Y/N admitted as they looked at Wanda. "And I can't make a promise of something that isn't really in my control as I do travel for work sometimes, and Wanda deserves more than what I can give her." Y/N looked at the lawyer as Wanda's gaze remained on her soon to be ex. "We're going to co-parent the boys and Wanda has my schedule and she will get any changes made to it too." Y/N informed them both. "I have also just made appointment to sign a lease at an apartment nearby."

"What about belongings?" He questioned as Y/N sat up straight.

"I already took everything of my own." They told him.

"You only took your clothes." Wanda told them as Y/N nodded.

"I did take everything of my own." They repeated. "All of the furniture and electrical gadgets are all yours and the twins, I won't take anything more than what I already have."

"Ok." The lawyer hummed. "It seems you have everything under control with this separation." He packed away his papers before bidding the two good luck.

"So." Wanda started as Y/N stood up, pushing their chair back in it's place.

"I best be off." They told her. "I've got these reports from last week that areway behind."

"Ok." Wanda whispered. "Do you maybe want to have dinner tonight? I'm sure the twins would love to see you." Y/N inhaled shakily as they looked at the woman who will always have their heart.

"Yeah." They nodded. "I'll be here at the usual time."

"Thank you." Wanda told them as she walked them to the door.

"Why don't you open a book shop." Y/N suggested as Wanda looked taken aback. "It was always a dream you had and you have more than enough money in your account to do it."

"I don't know the first thing about running a business." Wanda admitted as Y/N gave her a tender smile.

"The community college has a business course that you could do." They told her. "You could learn everything you need to."

"But I have the twins." Wanda told them.

"I can always have them on the nights you have classes." They told her honestly. "I know you can do this Wanda so please just, make your dream come true. Do it for yourself."

"You really think I can do it?" She whispered as Y/N just nodded.

"I know you can." With that, they left her as she watched them drive away from the house. She started to wonder amidst all of the separation, she forgot about the dream she had before the twins were even a thought. Maybe because when she had that dream, Y/N would be by her side as she opened.

Once Y/N had finally made into the office, Tony greeted them as he dragged them into his own office. Gesturing for them to take a seat as he closed the door.

"I hear that you are having some trouble at home." He stated as Y/N sighed.

"Wanda and I are going through a separation." They stated calmly.

"So that's the reason for the recent splurge in absences." He stated as Y/N nodded.

"I've had to move out and well, I have an appointment for an apartment near the house so I am still there for the twins." They rambled as Tony held his hand up for them to stop.

"I understand Y/N but we can't be behind on weekly reports. It's not a good sight, especially on me." Tony told them. "Maybe you should step down from your senior position."

"No. I don't need to." Y/N told him. "I only have one appointment left and then the rest I am going to be doing in my own time. It's just this is hard right now and well."

"Maybe you should take a sebatical?" He suggested as Y/N shook their head no.

"That isn't an option." They stated. "I can assure you that this will not happen again Mr Stark. I just have a small appointment this week which I can take out of my lunch break. It's just signing a lease and picking up the keys for my new place."

"I am trusting your word Y/N." He told them sternly as Y/N thanked him before heading back to their own office to get to work. Time passed fairly quickly as they sent the late reports of and started on the new. They had also completely lost track of time, so they soon raced to the house just in time for dinner to be served.

"O'PA!!!" The twins yelled once they entered the house.

"Hey boys." They beamed as they hugged the twins, kissing the top of their heads before seeing Wanda stood in the doorway. "I'm sorry I'm late."

"You're here, that's all that matters." Wanda stated indifferently. Although the sight of the three of them made her heart swell, she still felt the heartbreak that this is only brief.

The two listened as Tommy was telling them about an upcoming game he has this weekend to which both Y/N and Wanda stated they wouldn't miss it. That was something that Wanda could trust with Y/N, they never missed a chance to cheer on the boys.

"When's the decathlon meet?" Y/N asked Billy who smiled shyly, something he gets from his mom.

"In 4 months." He told them. "We're just studying for the possible subjects and questions we could be asked."

"That's awesome Billy." Wanda beamed at him.

"Be sure to save me a ticket for it." Y/N told him as he just nodded. Once dinner was over, the boys had disappeared to do their homework as Y/N helped Wanda clean.

"You don't have to do this." Wanda told them.

"I know." They said as they put the dishes away. "I guess I, never mind." Wanda turned to face them, seeing them troubled was something she never liked to see.

"Are you ok?" She asked them as they gave her a tight lipped smile.

"Yeah, I'm fine." They told her, although she didn't buy it. "I guess I am going to go."

"Yeah." Wanda nodded as she watched Y/N disappear to say goodbye to the twins before Wanda met them at the door. "Be careful." She told them as they nodded, already making their way back to the office to get up to date on the work that has been piling up on their desk. Their head in their hands as they let the tears slip through, wiping them away faster than they would fall.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #marvel #elizabeth olsen #elizabeth olsen x reader #wanda x you #wanda x y/n #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff x you

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November Save MEGA summary (part 1)

before / (beginning) / next

so as many of you guys know, my PC died and my drives were fried so I lost my beloved sims, where we left off, adie had kicked her dad and now this post will attempt to continue on from that ❤🤸‍♂️

shortly after the that, steve managed to wrangle her into bed (aww)

then the following night, june was invited out by her friends to go to a nightclub and she commited the sin of bringing her boyfriend along...

but it's OK because luke came too so steve wasn't the only guy there ruining girls night. after a dance, they all headed home and steve & june stopped off at Hogan's where the PDA was out of this world, but it was kind of nice because they hadn't really been connecting lately:

very classy woohoo with steve, but she's literally going through an early midlife crisis right now, so it felt right in the moment, I think as well june needed to fall in love with him again a bit 😉❤

meanwhile adie spent some quality time being babysat by grandma:

then it was literally elijah's birthday thank god

adelaide got really jealous that the attention wasnt on her for once so steve brought her to the park for some quality father daughter time

shortly after that it was new year's eve so they threw another house party (tw drug mention / to be honest usual content warnings for this save apply) all their friends were there I promise (raj too) but this was the only photo I had AHAHAHA:

steves new year's resolution was to join the gym, so he started going there after work, and all the townies flocked to him for some reason:

elijah had ANOTHER birthday but I literally didnt catch any of it other than this adorable screeshot :-(

adelaide was not impressed (she is so cute and such a terror I knew that she was going to be my heir right away if you couldnt tell 😁💖)

june took the kids for a playdate at the bheedas house, and we met their daughter sita, they have another daughter named tasheena, but she's a bit older than june's kids and adie wasnt interested anyways

cute father / son picture I felt like sharing, he didnt attend the playdate because he was sleeping (NOT because hes lazy, but because he works nights)

speaking of:

june also went for after work drinks to celebrate her promotion at Rushing & Sons, then she bonded and did some kareoke with becca who I would say is her work best friend

steve looked after the kids of course and had a TV dinner with adie which I thought was cute

before / (beginning) / next

#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 gameplay #ts4 gameplay #november save #nsgen1

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baby-fever-anon · 14 days

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YouTube Clickbait Faces

Inspired by this post by @wolflyndraws :3

wc: 1727

Teagan has been out of the hospital for a week, and Dream has realized he has no photos of her with George.

He's taken pictures of her while she was in the hospital. He took pictures of George in the hospital.

But he doesn't have any of them together.

Which, to be fair to him, isn't really his own fault. For the first week or so of her being in the hospital, they weren't allowed to hold her at all.

And in the time they were allowed to hold her, they were both more focused her and spending time together than they were about taking photos.

As a result, the closest thing to a photo of George and Teagan he has is one of George watching her in her little incubator.

It's a good photo. A great photo even. But it makes Dream sad.

He needs more pictures of the two that will make him happy.

It's this thought process that leads him to pull out his phone during a moment of downtime.

He aims the camera at where George is laying, flat on his back with Teagan lays on his chest.

The shirt George is wearing is dumb. In the best way possible.

It says "Spawn Point" in cluncky, pixelated letters. It was a gag gift from Sapnap but George, like the nerd he is, immediately fell in love with it and has taken to wearing it constantly.

He says it's comfortable, and Teagan seems to agree with the way she's clutching the fabric in her small fists as she sleeps.

George himself looks asleep, eyes closed and breathing even, but Dream can tell he's not from the uneven pattern of his breaths.

He manages to snap two quick photos before George peaks his eyes open to look at him.

George rolls his eyes and smiles.

Dream prepares to take another photo, wanting to capture George's fond smile.

However, as he's clicking the button, George drops his mouth open. He brings his hands up and presses them against his cheeks as he widens his eyes in faux shock.

It's the typical YouTube thumbnail face.

The photo is taken.

"George, what the hell." He asks, voice incredulous.

George is giggling to himself, clearly amused by his own antics.

"I was trying to get cute pictures. Not whatever that was." Dream whines, not actually upset.

"L." George responds through his seemingly endless laughter.

The shifting of George's chest as his laughter rouses Teagan. She squirms as she wakes, letting out a soft whimper.

George stops laughing in an instant. He turns his attention to where Teagan has continued whimpering quietly.

"Oh, baby... " He coos. "You're ok. Go back to sleep, sweetheart."

Dream takes another picture as George works soothe Teagan back to sleep.

☆

As Teagan is getting older waking up in the morning is getting easier.

She's not quite sleeping through the night yet but she's getting close. Close enough that Dream and George are able to get enough sleep that they don't feel completely dead.

This also means that they, George especially, are in much better mood first things in the morning.

Dream is eternally grateful for this fact when he walks into the kitchen.

George is already up with Teagan, having gotten up when she did.

Currently, He's holding her in his arms. He's swaying back and forth and bouncing in circles.

He's humming under his breath as he does so. When Dream listens in a little harder he recognizes the tune of Kind of Love. The knowledge makes him feel fuzzy.

Teagan is giggling like mad, her little face lit up with joy.

He pulls out his phone. He wants to capture the moment so he can play it on repeat whenever he's sad or mad or even just if he wants to.

He manages to record in silence for thirty seconds before Teagan's loud laughter causes him to laugh. He's not able to contain it, the joy of the two people he loves more than anyone else bringing him joy.

The noise causes George to whip his head around. The smile on his grows when he sees Dream.

George turns his body towards him and holds Teagan out in front of him as if he's handing her to him.

There's still a large smile on her face and the sight of her daddy makes her kick her feet and squeal excitedly.

Dream ends the video and takes a quick photo.

At the sound of the camera shutter George's jaw drops open and he widens his eyes.

"George," He mutters, exasperated. "Stop making YouTube click bait faces when I'm trying to take a picture."

George drops the face long enough to say "Just take the picture, idiot." before returning to the face.

Dream rolls his eyes and takes the picture.

After he does so George rushes forward. He hands Teagan to Dream and snatches Dream's phone from his hand.

"Good morning, Tea Cup." He mumbles to her as he presses a soft kiss to her forehead.

George let's out a laugh.

"This is epic." He mutters, looking at the photos. He turns to show the phone to Reagan. "Look, baby! That's you!"

☆

For the past week or so, Teagan has been attempting to stand on her own.

She's gotten pretty close, managing to use the couch or a chair or just about anything she can get her tiny hands on to pull herself on her feet.

That's about as far as she can get though. The second she let's go she falls on her butt.

She doesn't let it discourage her, simply letting out a frustrated huff before trying again.

It both excites and terrifies Dream.

Excites because it's a new mile stone. She's growing up and learning new things!

But also she's growing up. She's growing so quick and before long she won't be his tiny little baby anymore.

There's also the added factor of how much more potential mischief she'll be able to get into once she's not longer restrained to crawling.

Him and George are watching her attempt now. She's already tried four times and she's getting increasingly frustrated each time.

As time goes on, he's getting increasingly worried that she's going to work herself into a tantrum.

As he watches her slowly pull herself up, he decides that if she falls again he's going to scoop her up and distract her. Redirect her attention until she's calm enough to try again.

He watches as Teagan pulls herself to her feet. She wobbles for a moment before she's able to use her grip on the couch to stabilize herself.

She looks to Dream and George for approval.

"You've got this, baby." George says to her.

She looks back and forth between her feet and the couch. After a moment of contemplation she let's out a determined huff.

Distantly, Dream is amused by the theatrics of their child. It shouldn't be that shocking though, considering how dramatic both he and George can be.

She let's go of the couch and Dream holds his breath as he watches her wobble.

Teagan continues to struggle with balancing herself for a moment before she manages to plant her feet and stand firm.

When she does so she looks back up at them and let's out a soft "ah" of excitement as she bounces gently in place.

George stands up before squatting down beside her. He looks up at dream and says "Take a picture." Before making the thumbnail face.

"Are you serious?" "Yes! This is a big moment take the picture!"

Dream scoffs out a fond laugh as he does as he was told.

After he does it George turns to Teagan and scoops her into his arms. He holds her up above his head. She squeals in excitement.

Dream takes a picture of that too.

☆

Dream has been on the verge of tears all day.

Teagan, his baby girl, has just graduated high school. As in, just walked across the stage and gotten her diploma fifteen minutes ago.

Now Him, George, Sapnap, and the rest of their family are pushing through the crowd looking for her.

Her graduating class is nearly three hundred kids. That combined with all of the parents and family who came means there's a lot of people to sift through.

Thankfully, after just another minute of searching, they find her.

Or really she finds them.

As Dream is scanning the crowd he hears a distant "Dad!" called through the groups of people.

He turns just in time to catch Teagan as she basically throws herself at him.

The two lock into a tight embrace. When he pulls away he cups her face in his palms.

"I'm so proud of you, Tea Cup." He whispers to her as he presses a kiss to her forehead.

"Thanks, dad." She whispers back, tears in her eyes.

The two pull away and she turns her attention to George.

George throws his arms around her shoulders and pulls her close.

He doesn't hear what George says to her but when they pull away their faces are both wet with tears.

Sapnap is up next and her pulls her into a bear hug and ruffles her hair.

She's so much taller than him now. When did that happen? He remembers when her head was just barely past his hip.

After everyone gets their hugs they decide it's time for photos.

When everyone herds Dream, George, and Teagan together they get a few normal ones before George and Teagan make eye contact.

Mischievous grins take over their faces.

"Do the face with us." Teagan says.

Dream rolls his eyes fondly.

Ever since Teagan was old enough to take directions, George has had her doing the click bait face.

It's as amusing as it is infuriating.

He never participated, having decided years ago that it was a mommy and daughter activity that he didn't encroach on.

Now though? With both of the people he loves more than anything looking at him with pleading eyes?

"Fine." He relents, fondly laughing as his daughter and husband cheer at their victory.

With a sigh he places the palms of his hands on his face and barely contains his laughter as he pulls a shocked face.

By the time all of the cameras are put away, all three of them are laughing.

#my writing #dnf mpreg #dnf fanfic #inspired by fanart #this was SO fun to write omg

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lovelyjj · 1 year

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Jsjdndnddhcudndufjf I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH LIKE AHHHHHHHH YOURE A GENIUS!!!

Can I request a JJ x reader where the reader is comforting him? It can be about anything you want. Maybe he’s feeling insecure about the relationship or his dad did something or maybe oooo maybe she’s been busy studying and hasn’t been able to spend a lot of time with him and hasn’t been texting him much so he starts to think she wants out.

If you can’t I understand :))

thank you angel, sorry this took so long

Reassurance

jj maybank x reader

wc: 1,094

The rain drizzled down near the château. The pitter patter of it hitting the roof could be heard even from the inside.

JJ sat on his bed in his designated room waiting for your arrival.

After about 10 minutes of twiddling his thumbs he herd his phone ringing. When he saw the contact photo he grinned and pushed answer.

"Hello" JJ answered.

"Hi baby" You exclaimed, your voice ringing through his speaker making his heart soar.

"What's Up" JJ asked.

"So I have a bit of bad news. I can't come over today. I have to study. I'm drowning in homework over here."

"Wait really."

"Yes. I'm really sorry" you spoke with remorse.

"It's ok I understand" JJ replied halfheartedly.

"I'll see you sometime soon" you reasoned.

"Yeah alright sounds good." JJ remarked.

"Bye JJ I love you" you say.

"Bye baby, I love you too" JJ speaks ending the call.

JJ sighed. He wasn't gonna lie he was disappointed. He really wanted to see you and cuddle up on this rainy afternoon.

He wasn't mad you blew him off. He really did understand. He was just missing you a lot. He felt saddened by your absence.

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The following day is when JJ decided to text you. Usually when the two of you aren't with each other you text. His phone however has been strangely silent.

JJ: Hey baby. I miss you. Hope your doing well. Would you like to come over tomorrow?

JJ waited and waited and he still received no response. Now JJ was confident and secure in your relationship. However, he was starting to get worried.

You not texting him back made JJ start to feel insecure in your relationship. This almost never happens. It usually would take a lot for JJ to feel this way. However, he started having his doubts pretty early on. It wasn't until the next day that he heard from you.

Y/N: Hey! Sorry i'm just now getting back to you. I had my phone off while I studied. I can come over tomorrow if you want.

JJ: Sounds good.

JJ was glad your finally agreed to coming over. He was just sad he has to wait a whole nother day to see you.

Usually the two of you would text non stop but after JJ sent his last message his phone was dry.

JJ started feeling like you wanted out. That this relationship doesn't mean as much to you as it does to him. He was spiraling and he needed to talk to you to find some sort of clarity. He did not want this relationship to end and the thought of you wanting it to had his heart hurting.

The next day came by slowly for JJ as he anticipated the day he gets to see you. The day came however and JJ was looking forward to talking to with you.

"JJ," you called out to him as you entered the château.

"In here," JJ announced.

You walked into JJs room and smiled.

"Baby! I've missed you," JJ spoke standing up.

You engulfed JJ in a hug and squeezed him.

"I've missed you to."

"It feels like it's been forever," JJ responded breathing in your scent. He snuggled deeper into your neck.

"Hasn't been that long has it" you asked.

JJ released you from the hug but was still holding on to you.

"You know that it's agony being without you right." JJ pressed.

You smiled brightly at him, beaming you brushed your hands up to his biceps and then slid them up to wrap around his neck.

"Really?" you asked in awe of him.

"Baby, you are the love of my life. Being with you is when i'm at my best." JJ concluded.

You reached up and kissed him passionately. Your lips locked together massaging one another.

JJ broke the kiss and placed his hands back on your waist.

"That's why I got so sad when you canceled on me. and then I didn't hear from you for like days on end." JJ frowned.

"I really am sorry I was just really focusing on my schoolwork." You added.

"Heck you got me questioning our relationship." JJ threw his hands up in the air.

You sat down on the edge of his bed, "JJ it had nothing to do with you." you pleaded.

"I thought you wanted out. Like you wanted us to be over." JJ said angrily.

"That's not what I want. I still want to be with you." You argued.

"You have a funny way of showing it." JJ added.

"Listen JJ i'm sorry i've been neglecting you but breaking up is the furthest thing from my mind. Let me reassure you." You begged.

JJ was pacing back and forth in his room as the two of you talked.

"Ok fine reassure me please," JJ begged.

You stood up and cupped his face in your hands causing his pacing to come to a halt.

"JJ Maybank I love you. End of story. I want to be with you until we're old and grey. Your it for me. I promise to be more attentive to your feelings. Please don't ever think I don't care about you because I do with every fiber of my being." Your heart ached at the thought of JJ becoming insecure with your relationship. You wanted him to feel secure and reassured that your not leaving him.

JJ grabbed onto your wrists and nodded. His expression was looking sad but he was just letting your words sink in.

"Baby. I love you. You just scare the shit out of me sometimes." JJ laughed.

You started to smile seeing JJ laugh it was like music to your ears.

"There's that smile I love." You announced.

JJ picked you up by the waist and spun you around. You giggled up in the air and held on to his shoulders.

"Promise this is forever," JJ said as he put you down.

You looked up at him smile gracing your lips and said, "this is forever."

JJ then tackled you to the bed. You launched onto the bed with him on top of you.

After a tickle fight, play fighting and laughing together you both winded down for a movie.

You and JJ were cuddled up together on his bed watching a movie. You were running your fingers through his hair as he laid with his head on your chest.

"You'll stay the night?" JJ asked.

"Of course I will."

JJ smiled and nestled further into you laying contently in your arms.

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marvelfanfn2187a113 · 2 months

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Don’t Walk Away

Beau Arlen & daughter!reader

Requested by @trekkiehood

Synopsis: you walk in on your dad crying, and try to comfort him

You were a daddy’s girl, through and through. When your parents divorced and your mom went out with Emily to live in Montana, you had begged to stay with your father. However, both of your parents had decided that it was best for you to stay with your mom and sister, so, against your wishes, you went to Montana.

But things had changed. Your dad moved out to be closer to you and Emily, and you couldn’t be happier. Things were a little awkward considering how long it had been, but you were determined to spend as much time as you could with your dad. Emily spent a lot of time bonding with your new stepfather, but you had no desire to do so.

That’s why, while Emily was currently spending a few days on a bonding “glamping” trip with Avery, you had yet again begged your parents to let you stay with your dad. It was successful this time, and it had been just him and you for a few days so far.

You worried it would be awkward, but instead the two of you seemed to pick up where you left off. You had movie nights, watched the stars, he let you hang out in his office, and the two of you just enjoyed each other’s company.

On one of the days, you went inside the trailer to see him on the couch, his face in his hands and a box in front of him. You caught a glimpse of photos and a newspaper clipping in the box, and you knew immediately what it was. It was memories of your father’s old partner, but you couldn’t imagine why he would have them out now. He never wanted to talk about it. You took a step closer, and when you caught sight of the date on the newspaper it became clear; it was the anniversary of his partner’s death.

You went to take one more step, but your foot caught on the end table. Your dad’s head shut up, and you nearly cringed as he quickly wiped his tears away, clearing his throat.

“Hey kid,” he greeted with a fake smile. “What’s up?”

“Are you ok?” You refused to let him pretend that you hadn’t seen.

“Great,” he said with as much conviction as he could manage, which wasn’t much. “Yeah, I’m fine. Did you want to—“

“Don’t do that,” you interrupted. “Don’t pretend, please. We can talk about it if you want.”

“Nothin to talk about.” Beau shrugged.

“Dad—“ you began.

“I said there’s nothing to talk about, ok?” He snapped more than he meant to, and you took a step back. After a beat of silence, you turned to leave, but something stopped you.

You turned back to see that your dad had once again buried his face in his hands, and your heart dropped. He had expected you to walk away. As soon as he accidentally snapped, he thought you would leave him there. And you almost did.

Beau barely lifted his head as you came up beside him. You sat on the couch next to him, reaching a hand up and behind his neck. You maneuvered him do that his head was resting on your shoulder. It felt awkward, as it was a position that was often switched between you; he would pull you to him if you were upset, not the other way around. But after a moment, you felt your dad relax completely, some of his weight coming to rest on your shoulder as his arms wound their way around you. You could tell by the way he was shaking that he had started to cry again, but you didn’t try to make him speak, or show his face. If he needed to hide, you were going to let him.

You didn’t know how long the two of you stayed like that, but after a few minutes Beau had stopped crying.

“Why did you change your mind?” Your dad said after a long, quiet moment.

“What?”

“You were leaving, but you stopped.” Beau pulled away, but kept his hands on your shoulders. “Why?”

You were quiet for a minute, thinking about your answer.

“Mom used to do that.”

Beau’s brow furrowed. “What?”

“She used to…to try to make you talk. But if you didn’t want to, she…she just left.” You lowered your gaze, not willing to look at your dad. You hadn’t really talked to him about what you thought of their fighting; the two of you pretended you hadn’t noticed most of the time. “I didn’t wanna do what she did.”

“Kid—“

“No,” you interrupted. “I know what you’re gonna say, ok? You’re gonna say that it wasn’t her fault that you fought, and I get it. You blame you, you always do. I don’t want to talk about that, though.”

“Ok,” Beau said simply.

“Ok.” You sighed. “Whenever you got upset, mom and even Emily just wanted you to talk. If you didn’t talk, they just walked away. And look where they are now.” You sighed. “They walked away, and kept on walking until they…they were just gone.” You cleared your throat, suddenly fighting your own tears. “If you don’t wanna talk, I can’t make you. But that doesn’t mean you don’t deserve to have somebody stay with you anyway. Figured it might as well be me.”

“Oh honey.” You looked up as Beau brushed your hair away from your face. He pulled you into his arms, and you relaxed in his embrace. “Thanks for that.”

You smiled. “Any time, old man.”

“Hey now.” You squealed as Beau used his closeness to you as an opportunity to dig his fingers into your sides. “No need for name calling!”

“Ihi-I’m sorry!” You giggled, and he stopped.

“Good,” he chuckled. “But really, thank you.”

You smiled up at him.

“You’re welcome.”

#beau arlen #jensen ackles #big sky #beau arlen x daughter!reader #beau arlen x reader

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