#jokes aside i am so fucking NERVOUS ABOUT THAT LIKE ???

[ftm-megamind]

me and my boyfriend are sooo javid (he invited me over for a family dinner)

#jokes aside i am so fucking NERVOUS ABOUT THAT LIKE ??? #it's not like i don't know his parents/family. i do. i saw them plenty. still. oh my god #it's his father's birthday dinner too #i think im going to die actually #which is irrational because like #he went to a family party with me and it wasn't a big deal. i mean i was delighted that he was there. but nobody made it a big deal #so i'll probably be fine #still. you get why im nervous about this #while i adore him more than life itself we're still at a point where like. im not fully comfortable around his parents #because like. obviously. i have no idea if they even like me #i mean they probably asked him to invite me so they must like me at least a little #still...... #fuck. why am i even going off about this in my tumblr tags. whatever man #delete later #vent but like don't take this too seriously!!! just going bonkers #also can you tell i love talking about him

[nereidprinc3ss]

light of the morning

in which spencer sneaks into bau!reader's hotel room and they share a little more than just the bed

18+ (smut) warnings/tags: softdom!spence x sub reader, munch!spence, unprotected piv sex (dont do that), creampie (hate that word btw) praise, mentions of having to be quiet because morgan is right next door LOL, fluffy, established co-workers/friends with benefits, soooo idiots in love a/n: here is the promised smut. i am literally kicking my feet and twirling my hair and giggling and blushing at my own writing. I'm gonna have a freak out. requests are open like my legs

It’s late when the knock finally comes. Late enough that you’re dozing on the bed above the covers. 

It takes you a moment to reorient yourself—you’re rubbing your heavy eyes when you finally get the door. 

"Hi."

"Hey," says Spencer, hands awkwardly shoved into his pajama pants pockets. It’s funny, really. He never gets any better at this. 

You step aside and he enters the room, looking around as you close and relock the door. 

"Did I wake you?"

"How could you tell?"

"You’re in pajamas. And you look tired. I mean—you don’t look bad. You never look bad, I just meant… you don’t look tired but you’re not—I didn’t mean to—"

"Relax," you yawn, putting him out of his misery. "I was joking. I know I look tired." You glance at the digital clock on the nightstand. "It’s late. We have to be up early tomorrow."

"Yeah, I got, uh, sidetracked. Sorry."

He was reading. If it was anyone else, you'd be offended--but a sinkhole could open up under Spencer's feet and he probably wouldn't notice if he was absorbed in a book.

You shrug, a knowing smile lifting the corner of your mouth. 

"It’s fine. But I don’t know if tonight is a good night. I really am exhausted."

His eyebrows dart up. 

"That’s fine. That’s totally fine. I’ll just, uh—"

When you don’t move from in front of the door, he pauses, unsure. You bite the inside of your cheek, studying his rangy frame and choice of clothing. Blue pajama pants, slippers, grey CalTech zip up hoodie. It feels wrong to describe a 6'1 man as adorable, but that’s how he looks in his sleep clothes. There’s a very real chance, you find yourself thinking, that you are the only member of the BAU to ever see him in something other than slacks and a button-down. He looks so cozy that you kind of really want him in your bed even if he’s not doing anything but sleeping. The invitation slips out before you can think too hard about it. 

"You could… stay, anyway, if you want?"

His mouth parts slightly, and those eyebrows raise again. There’s a moment of awkward silence and you are very much beginning to regret your offer, wondering if you somehow violated the sanctity of your co-workers/friends with benefits situtationship. Clumsily you try to backtrack. 

"Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable, you can—"

"No, no! You didn’t, I just don’t want you to feel obligated to invite me to stay in your room. I’m right across the hall, I can go back if you want me to."

You smile awkwardly, silent relief replacing the brief anxiety. 

"It’s fine. It’s not like we haven’t shared a bed before." And not like you wouldn’t have ended up doing it tonight anyway, if things had gone as originally intended.

He chuckles, looking to the floor and nodding. The blush on his face does not go unnoticed by you. "Fair enough."

It’s incredibly endearing how nervous he still gets after six months of this little arrangement. 

"Do you wanna get your stuff, or…"

"No, that’s okay. I’ll just go back early tomorrow. The chances of someone seeing me leave your room are significantly higher if I do it so soon after entering."

You squint, unable to tell if he’s fucking with you or if that’s an actual statistically sound probability. And then you realize, blissfully, that you don’t really care. 

"Okay, well. Make yourself comfortable. I’m just going to brush my teeth."

Once you’re enclosed in the bathroom, hotel vanity lights blinding you as you brush, you find that there is a jittery sort of apprehension buzzing in your chest. But that’s silly. As you yourself pointed out, the two of you have shared a bed many times over the past few months. But the sleeping together is always a byproduct of the sleeping together. Never have you shared a bed in a completely decent, virtuous, strictly non-sexual manner. It’s always been a matter of convenience—less bother if he doesn’t have to worry about sneaking back into his room in the middle of the night when you’re both exhausted. Or maybe that’s just what you’ve been telling yourselves. 

You rinse your mouth out and exit the bathroom, flicking off the light and finding that Spencer has indeed made himself comfortable. The hotel room is dark and he’s already under the covers, fiddling with his phone. 

"What time should I set the alarm for?" He asks, looking over at you as you crawl into bed, drawing the covers over yourself. "I was thinking 6:23. That should give me enough time to—"

"Sounds perfect," you affirm, wiggling under the blanket as you get comfortable. He schedules the alarm and sets his phone on the bedside table, dousing the room in complete darkness. Your eyes stay open despite, waiting for them to adjust. A few moments of utter silence and stillness pass, and you can tell Spencer is completely stiff next to you. 

"Spencer."

“Yeah,” he answers immediately. Like he’s even more wired about this whole situation than you are. 

"You know you don’t have to avoid touching me at all costs, right? I’m not a leper."

He looses a nervous laugh. 

"I know. We’ve just never really done this."

You frown at the darkness.

"We’ve definitely slept in the same bed before."

"Yeah, but… this feels different."

That, you can’t argue with. Can friends with benefits share a bed just to be near each other? Does that blur some line? And why does it feel more intimate than the sex? 

Screw it. If there is one thing you don’t want your relationship with Spencer to be, it is uncomfortable. Uncertain, you can work with. But not uncomfortable. You reach for him, hand sliding under the duvet—and find his hand already waiting for yours. 

"I don’t think it’s that different," you lie, interlacing your fingers together slowly. 

"Prolonged physical non-sexual contact does have measurable health benefits…" the words are murmured, like the moment is fragile and he doesn’t want to shatter it. 

"Can’t argue with the facts," you breathe, trying to modulate the shakiness of your voice. But you have a feeling you’re doing about as good of a job at concealing your nerves as he is. He shifts.

"Can I…"

"Yeah."

Your heart is pounding as he slips one arm under your neck and the other around your waist, pulling you close. Instinctually you curl into him, slinging your top leg over him as you’ve done before, but always dismissed as post-sex brain chemicals making you feel all warm and fuzzy. A neurological reaction that is so solidly scientific, neither of you ever questioned it. But it feels bigger now. 

He exhales as you settle against each other—a sound of relief that mirrors your own. He’s so warm, so safe as he envelops you, physically and sensorially. In such close proximity, so clear-headed, you notice each layer of his scent. Toothpaste, lavender, vetiver, detergent. You sort of feel like a creep, but you can’t deny how comforting it is. Nor can you deny the pirouette your heart does when he begins minutely rubbing your back, like he’s not even thinking about it. 

"Goodnight," you whisper into his shirt. 

"Goodnight," he whispers back. 

You fall asleep pretty quickly after that. 

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It’s unclear what wakes you up—maybe it’s the blue-grey dawn light filtering in through the filthy window (doubtful, it’s still mostly dark) or maybe it’s the blinking green digital clock on the nightstand. 5:02 AM. Your alarm will go off in an hour and 21 minutes.

Sometime in the night you shifted, turning over in your sleep, but Spencer is still holding you close. The arm slung so casually over your waist is slightly domineering, but you manage to rotate again and face him once more. Mere inches away from his face you can see every detail. His expression is so peaceful, it makes your heart ache. 

But you’re just friends. 

Perhaps he felt you moving, because his eyes flutter open and you watch as they flood with consciousness. He takes you in, takes in his arm over your waist. For a split second you’re nervous he’ll pull away. 

"What time is it?" His voice is scratchy with sleep. 

"Five."

"Why are you awake? We have over an hour til the alarm goes off."

"Sometimes waking up early is okay."

His eyes flicker between your own, and momentarily you’re paralyzed as you realize this is a limbo state for the two of you in which you’ve never operated. You don’t know what’s acceptable. You don’t know what to do. Being close to him feels so good, that the idea of separating hurts. But you don’t want to make him uncomfortable, or—

He leans forward and kisses you softly. In the blue light of dawn, rather than frenzied and hidden in the dark, a desperate tear of clothes and teeth and hands—it’s almost freeing. All the anxiety you were feeling just seconds ago begins to melt. 

Friends. 

"You looked anxious," is his whispered answer after he pulls away a moment later, like a kiss is the simplest remedy in the world. He brushes a lock of hair behind your ear. "We should go back to sleep."

"I don’t want to go back to sleep."

The corner of his mouth twitches as he studies you.  

"No? What do you want?"

Emboldened by your mutual indiscretion, it’s your turn to kiss him. You feel him smile against your lips, hand finding the back of your neck and raking up through your hair to pull you closer. 

The delirium of sleep seems to have softened you, filed down the rough edges of your boundaries and kicked away the lines in the sand. What’s a kiss or two when you’ve just woken up? A small, innocuous display of affection while you’re still barely conscious. Nobody could fault either of you for that. People don’t think clearly when they’ve just been asleep.

So what if your lips part against his, and his other hand finds its way under your shirt to stroke the bare skin of your waist and hips? So what if you hitch that leg over him again and press closer?

Spencer breaks the kiss, still ghosting over your lips. 

"I thought it wasn’t a good night?"

"It’s not night time anymore, is it, genius?"

You sneak another kiss, nipping his bottom lip gently as you pull away. 

Instead of whatever array of responses you were expecting, Spencer smiles slightly, eyes almost sparkling in the faint light. The hand on your hip moves to your face, gently thumbing across your cheek. He begins to say something, and stops himself—biting his lip to hold back the words. 

"What?" you ask, heart dropping. Illusion fracturing. 

"I was just—" he begins, pausing for a moment before the words all come out in a rush. "I was just going to tell you how beautiful you are, but I don’t know if that’s something I should say, or if it would feel too… I don’t know…"

He trails off. A rare instance in which he doesn’t have the words. 

You do. Intimate. Real. Romantic. And he’s right, it does feel too much like all of those things. But that doesn’t mean you don’t like it, perhaps more than is strictly good for you. 

"It’s fine. Thank you."

He continues chewing on his lip for a moment. 

"Did I just ruin the mood?"

"No," you laugh, "not at all."

"Thank god," he sighs, surging forward again. 

"Since when do you thank god?" You manage between kisses. 

He moves to press his lips to your jaw and down your neck. 

"Do you want me to talk about the historical and cultural transition of religious expressions into ubiquitous secular colloquialisms right now?"

"Kind of," you breathe.

"No you don’t," he murmurs against your neck as his hands find the hem of your shirt. "You want me to take your clothes off."

Well, he’s not wrong there. 

You help him tug the shirt over your head before leaning back into the pillows as he situates himself over you and lavishes more kisses down your neck and collarbones, pausing to suck a mark only when he knows it’s low enough to be covered by your clothing later. 

You gasp when his lips brush over your nipple, before running his tongue over the sensitive skin. He glances up at you, and though his mouth is occupied, you can see the humor in his eyes. He loves how sensitive you are—how easy it is to get a reaction out of you. 

Of course, you continue to prove him right when he takes the other into his mouth, trying to hold back your little whimpers as he darts his tongue over the peak. Maybe somebody else wouldn’t hear them, but Spencer does. He’s hyper attuned to the sounds you make. Something of a catalogue has begun to form in the back of his mind; he knows exactly what each noise means and how to get them out of you. 

Once satisfied, he moves to press a kiss to your sternum. 

"You’re gonna be quiet for me, right?" Another kiss above your bellybutton. "Because Morgan is sleeping right on the other side of that wall, and we don’t want to wake him up."

"I’ll be quiet," you promise, somewhat breathlessly. Spencer’s mouth trails lower until he’s pulling your shorts down your legs, leaving you completely naked. He tosses them somewhere on the floor and hooks your legs over his shoulders. 

"Good." He plants one last kiss to your thigh and the next one lands right between your legs. 

You regret the need to be silent almost as soon as he drags his tongue over your clit. It’s not like the two of you have ever had the privilege of making a lot of noise, as the hotel rooms are always so close to each other, but it doesn’t make it any easier. 

Instead you opt to rake your hands through his hair and try to take deep breaths. But he knows exactly what you like—he knows starting light and slow, teasing around your most sensitive spot will work you up to the brink of insanity, just like he knows gentle circles make your back arch and elicit the prettiest little moans. 

"More," you beg, and the hands wrapped around your thighs rub soothingly, reassuring you that if you can just be patient you’ll get what you want. 

He takes your aching clit into his mouth, sucking lightly and you’re forced to clap a hand over your mouth, muffling the sob of pleasure you can’t hold back. Spencer keeps it up until you’re practically riding his face, teasing your dripping entrance with the tip of his tongue when you get too close. 

"Fuck, please, Spence," you whisper through your fingers, hips rutting in your desperation. Somehow it always ends up like this—with him in charge and you begging. Not that you have a problem with it, of course. 

He hums into you, and if the way his tongue moves back to circling your clit with newfound fervor is any indication, is apparently satisfied with your entreaty. 

You gasp and try to control your breathy moans, but his mouth feels so good on you that your vision is going out and you’re losing touch with reality ever so slightly. You use the last of your brain power to bite down on the back of your wrist, hoping it adequately muffles the noises you make as you come on Spencer’s tongue and he greedily continues lapping at you. There’s really no way of knowing—your ears are ringing anyway. 

When you come to a moment later he’s peppering kisses on your thighs, rubbing your hips gently. 

"So pretty," he murmurs, climbing back up so your lips can meet again. "Everything about you is pretty."

You paw at his shirt, signaling that you want it off as you moan at the taste of yourself on his tongue, feel your slippery arousal staining the kiss. Spencer helps you, sitting up briefly to unzip his hoodie and pull off his shirt. 

You’re the one to drag him back down, and you notice that he pulls the covers back over the both of you in a sweet gesture he probably didn’t even think about. 

"Need you to fuck me," you beg, reaching down to try and undress him further. 

"So crude. What happened to my nice, sweet girl?" He mumbles against your neck, but helps you with his pants anyway. 

"You must have me confused with someone else."

"Doubtful."

You don’t have much time to consider what that could mean before he’s running the head of his cock over your clit and you’re gasping into his mouth, saying please like it’s the only word you know. 

"There she is," Spencer croons, slipping inside you slow enough for you to feel every inch but quick enough for it to expel all the air from your lungs. Once he’s opened you all the way up, impossibly deep and close, you’re seeing stars, barely breathing. His head has dropped to your shoulder but now he drags his lips up your neck and jaw. "We okay?"

It’s been a while, you realize, since that last case in Maine. He always takes some getting used to. Hardly able to think around the pressure of his cock you nod, trying to string together a few words. 

"Fuck, I need a second." The words come out choked, but you manage. Spencer rubs your hip, his lips brushing yours as he speaks. 

"Relax, sweetheart. I don’t want to hurt you."

He curses to himself, dropping his head momentarily. You’re so fucking soft, and warm, and perfect, he can’t think straight. But he has to try because he has to take care of you. 

"Spence," you gasp, failing to verbally communicate the intensity of the physical sensation. 

"I know, baby," comes his sympathetic coo. "You know you can take me. Deep breaths."

"Mhm," you squeak, trying to take follow his directions and soften your muscles. Spencer keeps rubbing soothingly over your hips, stomach, whatever he can get his hands on, really, pressing kisses all over your face and telling you how good you are, how perfect you feel for him. After a few moments he feels you fluttering around him and experimentally pulls out halfway, before pushing back in equally as slowly. Your jaw drops as he begins to leisurely fuck you, arms wrapping around his back. He gets deeper than you expect every time, rubbing you raw and stretching you out in the most delicious way. 

"Perfect, baby. Such a good listener, did exactly what I asked."

You cry out when he begins fucking you impossibly deeper, but still so slow and sweet.

"You feel so fucking good for me," he groans. "This is what you were made for, huh?" You agree enthusiastically, eyes fluttering shut. 

"Only for you."

Just three words—but he wasn’t expecting to like hearing you say that as much as he does. A strong desire to possess you overtakes him—one that he’ll probably have the decency to feel guilty about later, but for now feels fucking fantastic and intoxicating. 

"Only me?"

You moan an affirmation. 

"Good. I don’t want anyone else fucking you, do you understand me?"

"Yes!"

"I’m the only one who gets to touch you," he breathes, speeding up ever so slightly, "nobody else is going to feel you like this. Such a good girl, spreading her legs for me at five in the fucking morning. You’re not doing this for anybody else, baby."

"Uh-uh, please, pleasepleaseplease Spence—"

He knows what you need, reaching a hand down between your bodies to rub your clit. 

You gasp an airy, high pitched curse, hips twitching but unable to escape the near-punishing rhythm of his own. It’s obvious that your orgasm is close, but you can’t even warn him, too overwhelmed with pleasure. He kisses you, swallowing your moans that have probably become just a bit too loud given the whole hotel thing. 

No words are exchanged between the two of you as you near the finish line for a change, open mouths slipping against each others in what is too messy to be called a kiss. Your orgasm body-slams you, a choked silent scream as you tighten around Spencer and he seems to come at nearly the exact same moment—deep inside you, slowly rolling his hips in a few more strong thrusts as he finishes. 

You let out a delayed moan at the sensation of being filled up, still pulsing around him as he comes to a halt, buried inside of you. He drops his head to your neck, and you can feel each breath against your flushed skin. Other than the panting, you’re both silent for a while. Spencer seems to gather himself sooner than you do, finally breaking the quiet. 

"You okay?"

All you can manage is a little squeak, at which he looses a breathy chuckle. His hand slides to your hip, gently stroking the skin with a thumb. 

"Need your words, angel girl."

"I’m okay," you coo into his shoulder, but he has to strain to hear it above his own breathing. 

"Yeah? Why so quiet?"

But it seems that at least for the moment, he’s gotten all the words he can out of you. When he tries to move, you whimper indignantly, clutching onto him tighter. 

"I really did a number on you this time, huh?" He laughs when you nod into him. "Are you falling asleep?"

"Mhm," you hum dreamily, little puffs of warm air slowing against his neck. 

"You can have…" he cranes his head to check the digital clock, "48 minutes."

"An hour."

He settles his weight on you once more, pressing a chaste kiss to your throat. His voice is low and gentle as he admonishes you. 

"I said 48 minutes."

But it doesn’t matter—you’re already asleep, or close enough to it. Spencer takes the opportunity to shift you to your side, and the way you wrap around him like a vine even unconsciously makes his heart ache. He really should go now—the earlier he gets out of your room the less likely certain complications will arise—but how can he possibly leave you like this? A vulnerable, dreamy girl with tangled hair haloing around her on the pillow case, clinging to him with blind trust that he’ll watch over her as she sleeps? No—there’s no way he’s leaving yet. Instead, he brings you closer. 48 perfect minutes will go by far too quickly, he’s sure. 

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You were at work, organizing files and cleaning around your work desk. It was a mess from the amount of work your Boss, Toji, was giving you. You honestly wanted to quit that man give you no breaks and always put so much work on you. 'I swear. this dickhead puts all this work on me then doesn't give me a raise?' You thought in your head.

As angry as you were though you needed to keep your composure and stay calm, it was almost the end of the day and you figured you'd just talk to him after work like regular adults instead of yelling at him. Although you wanted too..you sighed finishing up with the organizing.

You noticed your co-worker, Gojo! You loved Gojo about how funny and chill of a dude he was. Who wouldn't? He's the only thing that makes working under Toji enjoyable, after all that man worked you to the bone. "Hey Gojo! You heading home?" You asked looking at him with a warm smile, he then spoke back in his normal silly tone. "You bet your ass I am, another second here and I swear I could just lose my MIND!" He joked chuckling softly he grabbed his bag that carried his files, documents, and work papers. "But yeah I am heading home, I'll see you tomorrow, L/N."

You sighed as you noticed he walked out the doors, you were finishing up as you finally finished, looping your bag around your shoulders you walked to Toni's office, he was still there as he obviously had to stay over until everyone was gone or until his own work was finished. You looked at him and became slightly nervous. You were sweating bullets..god how were you going to ask him for a raise? What if he fires you? What if he adds more onto your work? You brushed all those thoughts aside and begun to speak in slightly shaky nervous tone, "Toji, sir. I think I deserve a raise.. l've been putting on all of these extra assignments and projects with no break. And you still pay me the same."

He looked at you raising an eyebrow, he then spoke in a low tone, "you? a raise? Why should I?" He grinned slightly as he softly chuckled as he looked into your eyes before his attention turned back to his computer, he took a sip of his coffee, such an asshole of a boss. You wish you could get him fired. Your eyebrows slightly furrowed as your expression became a bit more stern and angry, "sir, as I just STATED..l've been working way more than my pay salary I dese—" he cut you off as he was barely looking at you or paying you any mind, "I heard what you said, but it's your job. Is it not? To listen to your boss." He said in a cocky tone.

You stood there. in shock..was he normally like this? You wondered. You then became a bit more agitated as you walked up to his desk slamming your hands on the table staring into his green eyes, you slightly blushed before snapping out of it..what was that? You've never had that reaction before but you then spoke once again in a bit more of an angry tone, "Just because you're my boss doesn't mean you otta be a dick. All I'm asking is pay me what I'm worth." He looked back at you into your eyes, he grinned once more before closing his laptop. "Hm..y'know, maybe you need to prove yr'self that you're worth such a pay."

You sighed as you then rubbed the bridge of your nose in annoyance, you then spoke in a frustrated tone. "And how am I supposed to prove myself more?" He then got up from his seat, standing up fully. He was much taller and bigger than you..you seriously needed to know his work out routine his body was so fit and.. snap out of it oh my god?! You watched him walk to the door closing and locking it, you raised your head asking "sir? Why are you locking the door?" You asked a bit curious on why he would do that. Were you in trouble? Shit.

"No, you aren't in trouble. I actually have a way you could prove yourself..maybe a promotion." Your eyes lit up as you then smiled a bit, "really? What is it?!" You asked with a bit of hope as you noticed his grin, he walked towards you as he slightly leaned down. "Are you good at pleasing men, L/N? If so..you'd be perfect. The position pays much more than your current one." Your eyes widened as you jaw hung open a bit..you shook your head and processed what he said. "By pleased..you mean..sex?" You asked with a slight blush on your face, sweating even more than when you first walked in.

"Correct," he said his face suddenly now inches away from his..he spoke but his voice was different..it sounded like desire and lust. "Are you up for the job, sweetheart?" He placed his large hand on the side of your face softly caressing it. You thought about it..sleeping with your boss for extra money? But you needed the extra cash. You were sometimes late on rent and this could help so you agreed, "fine."

"Good boy." He said as he then began to kiss you, it was deep and passionate, barely leaving any room for air he closed all gaps you could barely pull away. Every time the both of your lips parted he quickly smashed his against your quickly, you slowly but slowly then kissed him back..you felt yourself getting wet from this. Oh my god. Did you really enjoy this? You did..every second of it too. Obviously from the way you softly moaned his name through out the make our session you both had.

He then broke the kiss, looking at you..the state you were in. You were panting and whimpering slightly, Toji began to make his hands down onto your buckle before he then undid your belt pulling down your pants. His dick throbbed and got hard seeing the panties you were wearing..black laced panties barely hiding your folds, your wetness. "You're already this wet? Shit we wouldn't need lube at this point." You looked away embarrassed as he blatantly called you out.

He also undid his pants as he slid them down letting them drop to his ankles, his coco sprung free and you looked down eyes quickly widening at the length of it..?? No 9 inches. 9 fucking inches..you weren't even sure if that would even fucking fit. "There's no way that'll fit.." you mumbled your thoughts out loud as he smirked and chuckled, "oh it will. Don't worry doll, it will. I'll make it fit."

You blinked..wondering how he'd make that big dick of his fit..but you trusted him..you then spoke up. "um..sir, l'm a uh. I'm a virgin." You looked away embarrassed since your first time was going like this, such a weird and embarrassing way to lose your virginity. "Oh? That's fine. I'll take good care of you, Y/N." He said in a slightly gentle but low tone as he then laid you out onto his office desk, your legs hanging off of it. He slowly pulled down your black laced panties as he slowly leaned his face closer to your cunt. He slid a finger in with ease, he then latched his mouth on your clit.. you shuddered a little as your hips squirmed a bit..”ah..agnh..” you let out soft sweet moans that are like music to his ears.

He began licking and sucking on your clit while his teeth 'accidentally' bit on your clit. Toji slide another finger into your cunt as he then moved them in a scissoring motion. All of your pre-cum leaking onto his fingers, down to his wrist, and onto his arm. You were really getting this turned on just from him fingering you so your tight little cunt could take that huge cock of his. It wasn't your fault you were a virgin or that your cunt was so tight..he then spoke right on your clit sending vibrations on it, "already turned on from this? If I didn't know any better l'd say you've been wantin' this. Hm?"

"N-no! I just..l've never done this before." You said quickly as Toji continued to suck and lick your clit, his nibbling became more frequent as he kept on biting down on it. On purpose, it felt so good..him biting on your bud like that. You loved it, and you wanted more, "don't..stop. Please don't stop.." you begged him bringing a hand to the back of his head bringing his head closer applying more pressure. Toji slipped in a third finger and slid all three of them all the way in. He continued to finger you more as you felt Toji had found 'that spot' you didn't thing it existed and was just some excuse for pornstars to lose their shit too. Your legs began shaking as you felt close to a small release..you needed more wanted more.

"Ffuak..ah..mmh..more..more more more.., you begged him you kept begging babbling like a dumbass. You wanted to feel that sweet release for the first time, "Patient baby, I'll get there." Toji said as he stretched you out more then sliding his fingers out, "h-huh? Why'd you stop?..! was so close." You whined as you then pouted.. "didn't I tell ya' to be patient? Listen to daddy." He said with a sigh as he then brought his tongue to your hole, oh my god oh my god he was eating you out. He put his TONGUE inside YOU!! But holy shit it felt like fucking heaven..it felt so good. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as your mouth was hung open, only thing coming out of that mouth of yours were sweet slightly loud moans. You wiggled your hips closer to him as you wrapped your legs around his head so he wouldn't stop.

Toji's tongue was big and long, it felt so slimy and a bit weird but it was amazing..you allow him to stop, he wasn't going to stop anyways even if you asked him too. He wanted to make your first time memorable just so you know no one could fuck you the way he does. So you come back crawling to him for him. Wanting you to desire him..His tongue moved in and out wiggling around your gummy walls. Your pre and slick juices getting on his face and into his mouth was such a turn on for him..especially the way your plush thighs were wrapped around his head..you felt a knot in your stomach that you needed to get rid of..

He put his fingers on your clit applying pressure before rubbing it in a circular motion. he went slow at first but then slowly went faster and faster. The pleasure was too much, you were letting out soft choked moans as you then squirted and came onto Toji's face, "F-FUAK! AH~!..MMPH..NGH..haah..ah..~" you moaned slowly as you laid against his desk, your legs slowly falling onto his shoulders. Oh but don't get tired yet..you aren't done. Oh no you're far from done.

"Getting tired on me that quickly, boy? Oh we aren't done, far from done." He said with a sly grin, that fucking grin..that grin he did always pissed you off but right now was different, it made you wet. Horny. Toji slowly spreads your legs as he stood in between them, admiring the view..your small curvy body. He began unbuttoning your shirt noticing that you were wearing binding tape, "am I allowed to remove this, sweetheart? Only if you're comfortable." He asked, he was being so sweet and gentle? You felt your heart flutter as you nodded your head with approval, be began slowly undoing the binding tape you previously had on, your body was completely exposed to him and you blushed looking away embarrassed, he placed his hand on the side of your face making you look at him, "don't look away, I want you to look at me the whole time, I want you to watch. Okay baby?". "yes, daddy." you said in a soft tone as you kept your eyes locked on him, "good boy. Such a good boy for daddy."

Toji plopped his big cock on your small cunt, it was so long the tip rested near your belly button, oh god..you were a bit nervous for this but you really needed the money..but it wasn't about that anymore was it? Was it also that you maybe wanted this? You desired this but you didn't realize? Fucking your own boss? Letting him fuck and rearrange your guts? Maybe. Toji grabbed your legs holding them together as he began to thigh fuck you, his cock also rubbed against your cunt and clit. You moaned and whimpered softly..the way his tip glided across back and forth on your clit felt so good. Feeling his warmth and how it throbbed and twitched with each small thrust..you grabbed one of his hands holding them. You wanted to be as close to him as possible and if this was one of the only ways then so be it. You needed it, you needed him. You desired everything about him, his big hands, his strong physique, handsome face, his cocky attitude, but also his sweet side.. was he hiding this side from you?

"T-Toji..ut'it innn..." you asked him sweetly, wanting his dick to fuck and stretch you out, if his fingers and tongue felt good then surely his dick had to be like heaven. "You sure about that, Baby? Don't wanna risk hurtin' ya." He said looking at you being a bit cautious, you nodded once more but he spoke up, "use your words..I need to know if you're actually sure." You whined as you then spoke up, "yes, I'm sure. I promise..” you said with a soft smile, you felt some warm substance leak onto my tummy..Toji came. He fucking came on you. "Oops. Sorry darlin. Your face is just so fuckin’ cute when you look at m’like that.” with a slight chuckle. He moved his tip at the entrance of your cunt. His dick slowly sank into your cunt, your walls quickly grasping onto it, his dick was barely in and you're already this needy? Jesus Christ.

He leaned down as he kissed your neck, tracing up to your jaw then back down to your neck going to your chest. He held your legs on his shoulders allowing himself to sink in all the way in those tight walls of yours..he was leaving hickeys and bite marks all over your neck and chest. You were going insane, you moaned and whined from how big his cock was..you were a virgin and his dick was huge. Not your fault your little cunt couldn't take it..so cute. He slowly thrusted into your cunt but going hard at the same time, it was driving you crazy.you moaned like a whore in church as you felt Toji's cock sink deeper into you thrusting in and out.. He then found your 'sweet spot' once again. He knew from the way your back arched and the yelp you let out, you quickly placed your hands on the nape of his neck scratching and gripping onto him for something to grab onto. "Oh? Is this it?" He asked teasingly just resting his cock there not even moving. What a tease. Such a meanie!! You whined and spoke out "nno..don't stop..why'd'ya stop?..please...daddy I need it." You said looking at him with sweet innocent eyes, you were desperate and needy and just wanted your daddy's cock- oops. I mean you boss's cock. All for the money, right?:)

"F-fuck! Yes! Ah! Toji oh my god!" "Don't stop. please.please..PLEASE don't stop oh MY GOD~! Ah..ah~!.AH! HNGH! KNGAH! AAH!" The shit you were saying to him drove him mad, he continued to pound into you like there was no fucking tomorrow. He didn't stop, he didn't slow down, he only went harder and deeper into your cunt as he reached your womb. You felt your body going limp but no matter, he hel as he fucked the shit out of him. "Gon' take it like a good boy, yeah? Yeah you are.” are." A bulge appeared in your stomach a bulge from his ridiculously big dick. He placed his hand over it pressing down on it so you could feel it more, the way he was so deep in you..it almost felt like a dream until you felt him cum inside you. "Hngh..ha. Ffuuckk." He groaned out, he filled your womb to the brim with his hot warm cum painting those pink gummy walls of yours white. He pumped his dick in you a few more times before pulling out and watching the cum seep out your cunt. You slowly closed your eyes panting heavily, you were so worn out and couldn't go anymore. He praised you for taking it so well and for being such a good boy for daddy, "you're such a good boy sweetheart..ya'know that? You took my dick so so well. Starting tomorrow you'll be my secretary, be sure to be in my office tomorrow morning. And it's okay if you can't walk..I'll let you cock warm me as you sit on my lap while I do my work." Toji said kissing your forehead, you passed out. Oh boy.. the day you were going to have tomorrow is going to be just as crazy like today.

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[cottonlemonade]

A Chaotic Confession

word count: 917 || avg. reading time: 4 mins.

pairing: University!AU Kuroo x chubby!Reader

genre: fluff, friends to lovers

warnings: none other than Kuroo in a black shirt, swearing once

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Kuroo decided to wear a simple cardigan with rolled up sleeves over a black t-shirt and dark pants, figuring that if his confession sucked at least he’d look good doing it.

A dozen times on the 15 minute drive to your place he rethought his decision.

What if you were busy? He could have been considerate and maybe ask you first if you even had the time to be confessed to. What if you had company over? What if you were out? Maybe he should just turn around and -

But it was too late for that now. He pulled into the parking lot of the apartment building, checking himself in the rearview mirror one last time.

He hated how nervous he was, how sweaty his hands were and how weird it felt to have arms. Why did he worry? You never made him feel anything but comfortable and welcome and you had kinda sorta maybe implied that you liked him, too.

He cleared his throat and squared his shoulders before ringing your doorbell.

You opened a few moments later, dressed in a washed out top and high waisted jeans that sat just right on your hips, hugging your thighs in the way that always drove him crazy.

You smiled when you saw him, a bright happy smile that made him feel all fuzzy. He should just ease into it.

"I like you."

So, what he had meant to say was Hello or even Hey, I was in the neighborhood and was wondering if you'd like to hang out.

For fuck sake.

You shook your head a little, as if to rewind.

"I mean… No, actually, you know what? I stand by it. I like you. A lot actually. I have liked you for a really long time in fact and I want to ask you if you would consider being my girlfriend."

You studied him for a second. “You know, some people start a conversation with How are you?”, you laughed.

The tension in his shoulders fell away and he ruffled his hair in embarrassment. You stepped aside to let him in.

He followed you into the kitchen of your small apartment, where you poured two glasses of water and then gestured for him to take a seat on the couch.

You sat cross legged, facing him, holding your glass in both hands and looking expectantly.

Kuroo took an unsure sip and tried to find any kind of indication on your face for what you were thinking.

“So. What is all of this about? What happened?”, you asked after another moment of silence.

He slightly cocked his head in question. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, what happened that caused this? Or is this some kind of joke that I’m not getting?”, your voice was steady and a small smile was playing around your lips, and yet he could swear he detected an air of uncertainty.

“What? Can’t a guy fall in love with the perfect girl?”, he figured he had made it this far and he was wearing a black shirt for crying out loud, so no point in wasting that.

You looked down at your hands, a slight blush on your cheeks now.

“Well no, I get that. I’m amazing.”, you said airily to your hands. You both laughed and he was getting more confident by the second, “But I was just wondering…” you looked up into his eyes and trailed off.

He smirked at your obvious loss of thought. “Wondering what? Wondering why it took me so long? Or wondering when I fell for you?”

Your eyes widened.

Kuroo put his glass down on the coffee table and leaned a little forward, resting his chin on his hand and grinned.

You set your glass next to his.

“So for one, I am actually a massive coward.”

You scoffed and looked at your hands again.

“And for the other one… lemme see. Remember when you were really nervous about giving your presentation in that huge lecture hall last summer and I told you it was going to be okay and then you hugged me?”

You nodded.

“Okay, way before that.”

You laughed again and he joined in, so relieved to finally tell you everything, now that he started. He reached out and gently took one of your hands into his, smiling at how much smaller it was in comparison to his own.

“I’ve been crazy about you for so long and I want to stop wasting time we could be spending together. Going on dates, making out, adopting a dog. You name it.”

Figuring he needed to amp up the sincerity and stop hiding behind silly comments, Kuroo drew circles with his thumb on the back of your hand. You didn’t object, instead you laced your fingers into his, mumbling “Alright. Sounds good.”

After a few seconds of silence in which he tried to contain a cry of triumph, you asked, "So have you practised that speech?"

"Maybe a little.", he admitted, "Was it too obvious?"

"No no, well... sometimes."

He leaned back on your couch in mock indignation. "Hey, like 87% of that was a spur of the moment thing!"

You raised an eyebrow. "Then that makes you even cheesier than I thought."

"Tch, as if your confession would have been less cheesy.", he muttered.

"Excuse you, I am a literary student! A wordsmith’s apprentice! Words are my trade!"

"Fine, you confess next time then!"

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art: @soojaeng_

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[itsmarsss]

what the fuck? [Reggie Peters x fem!Reader] (Julie & The Phantoms)

(~from the vault~)

You and Reggie have been secretly dating for a while now, and Luke seems to have caught on to that. Who would have taken Luke Patterson for such an observant guy?

Word count: 2,244

Warnings: a few paragraphs of making out I think that’s it

[...]

"What?"

"What a shame your parents don't use their cool-as-hell pool," you pointed out, looking at the sky through your shades.

"Their loss. But you know. There’s kinda no one around," he smirked, a mischievous look in his eyes to accompany whatever implications that came with his comment.

"Huh. That's true. Funny," you kept on, feighing obliviousness.

He flashed that smile that made all the Sunset Curve fangirls melt and swam to you, your faces now inches from each other.

"Hey."

"You’re so stupid," you let out a laugh before closing the space between you, entrailing your arms around his neck before kissing him.

You didn't get to keep on at that for any long before you could hear Reggie's name being called from outside, instinctively making you jerk away from each other. The voice you heard was undoubtedly Luke's.

You all really did have this habit of just randomly showing up at each other’s places.

"Luke?" Reggie yelled back.

"Dude we called you like three times!"

"We're in the pool!"

"Oh sweet!" Luke exclaimed, and you heard the back porch being unlocked. In a few seconds, Luke (and Alex, apparently) were standing above you by the edge of the pool.

"Y/n?" Alex asked, brows furrowed together.

"Hey!"

"Uh why are you here?" Luke asked bluntly.

"Okay rude? I just came by and we decided to go for a swim."

Luke didn't seem to be buying it. "You just came by. For no reason."

"Did you not just do the same thing?"

"She has a point," Alex pointed out.

"Whatever. We’re going in!" With that, Luke took his shirt off in one swift motion, throwing it somewhere behind him on the floor, not caring about where it landed, and jumped into the pool. Alex went for a softer approach, taking his shirt off slowly and putting it on the floor with a safe distance from the pool, so it wouldn't get wet, before stepping in. The difference between them was so loud it was almost comical. 

You smiled to yourself as you watched them interact.

. . .

"Okay, you gotta tell me what’s going on." Luke had cornered you on your way to get changed after a few hours by the pool.

"What do you mean?"

"This was a date right?"

"Uh. This?" You motioned between you and him. "I'm sorry to break it to you, loverboy-"

He rolled his eyes at you. "Stop being funny. You and Reggie dumbass!"

You let out a nervous laugh. "What? No! I just came by! Don't be ridiculous."

"What so you just came by because you were bored or something?"

"Yes."

"And you didn't invite me and Alex because?"

"Oh is that what you're on about, Patterson? Are you sad we didn't invite you to hang out earlier? You and Alex get to hang out just the two of you all the time!"

"Yeah but that's a little different don't you think?"

"Whatever."

"Okay well yes I am a little upset about that but I get it, you know, like I'm not hurt about it."

"So why are you being so annoying about it then?" You questioned, half-joking.

"Why are you wearing Reggie's shirt then?"

"Because I didn’t come here planning on swimming! That's all!"

"Uh-huh. I don’t buy it."

"Well okay." You pushed him aside and walked up to Reggie's guest room, where you'd left your clothes.

. . .

"Bye Reggie!" Alex exclaimed, the last one to bid him goodbye.

Reggie waved in return, smiling.

"Oh wait!" Luke stopped walking, turning back around. "We should do something tomorrow."

"Okay," you agreed.

"Like what?" Alex asked.

"I mean we could go to the movies maybe," Reggie suggested.

You let out a laugh. "Not when I am this broke."

"What? I'll pay."

"For all of us?" Luke inquired, confused.

Reggie went visibly flustered. "No, I don't think I got the money for that."

"We could just go to the beach," Alex offered.

Not a bad idea. "I mean yeah. It’s pretty hot outside."

Luke looked at you with a quirked brow, and you knew it was about you having your arms crossed against your chest because of the night breeze.

You rolled your eyes at him. "You're insufferable you know that? It's hot outside when the sun is out!"

"Fine by me," Reggie shrugged, agreeing.

"Okay. Eight?" Alex asked.

"What? I'm not waking up at eight on a saturday!” You exclaimed in response.

"Why not?"

"That's too early! It’s gotta be at least ten!"

"Oh but that's no fun! We don’t wanna catch the 12AM sun, I don't wanna go home looking like fucking shrimp or something," Luke intervened.

"Fine. But I hate you. You should know that."

He blew you a kiss. "Love you too." 

Alex turned back to you, signaling he wanted to get going. "Okay. Eight AM tomorrow then. Bye Reggie!"

"Bye Reggie!"

"Bye Reggie!"

. . .

"You're really not gonna talk?"

"Ohmygod why are you so persistent about this? I already told you there’s nothing going on!"

"Okay did I miss something?" Right. Alex didn’t know what was going on.

"Well she is hiding something from us And I think it has something to do with Reggie."

"Oh," was all Alex said in return. He looked like he was thinking about something. You didn't ask.

"Well I know there's something and I'm gonna find out what it is."

"Well Sherlock Holmes, be my guest."

"Oh actually can I? Fought with my dad this morning."

"Can’t you go to Alex's?"

"Don’t think Alex wants any more trouble having to do with me."

You frowned in confusion. "They almost catch you together again? I mean if you still want me to pretend to be your-"

"No! I'm just trying to keep things cool. I think uh- I think I'm gonna tell them about it. Soon."

"Oh. Really?"

"Yeah. Just trying to make some money first in case they kick me out."

"They're not gonna kick you out," Luke got himself into the conversation again.

"Can’t really know."

"If they do kick you out, we'll find a way alright?"

Alex grabbed your hand and squeezed it lightly, nodding.

You went back to Luke. "Okay. Fine. But you gotta get in through the window cause my mom's at home tonight."

"Can we eat something? I'm starving."

"Yeah yeah okay, when she's asleep."

. . .

"Are you really not gonna tell me?" You and Luke were both sat on the kitchen counter now eating sandwiches, your mom long gone asleep.

This was getting annoying. Since when did Luke Patterson become so observant?

"Oh my fucking god! I forgot how annoying you can be when you want to."

"Please? I can see the way you look at each other!"

"And how do we look at each other?"

"Like you're in love or something!"

"Are you officially going crazy? Are you doing okay?" You put you hand over his forehand, pretending to take his temperature.

"Just tell me!"

"This isn't a slumber party, Patterson, we’re not braiding each other’s hair and talking about boys."

"We could!"

"Tell me about Alex then!"

"Well what do you wanna know?"

It was pretty obvious he'd thought talking about his own boyfriend would maybe get you to admit there was something going on between you and Reggie, or maybe even just that you had a mere crush on him.

Luke went to bed very annoyed at the fact that talking about his own stuff got him nowhere with you on that topic.

. . .

“You sleep in my room, you eat my food, you annoy the fuck out of me and now you want me to paint your nails?”

“I thought you were my best friend!”

“We’re going to the beach! No one at the beach is gonna care if your nails are painted or not!”

“Ugh, fine! But you’ll paint them when we get back?” Luke pleaded, and you rolled your eyes, making sure he saw it. 

“Fine. But you’re annoying.”

“Gotta have something in my favor.”

You were done packing for the beach day pretty soon, getting on your way to meet by Reggie’s place. Alex was already there when you arrived. 

“It’s almost 9!” Alex exclaimed, and Luke walked up to him, draping an arm around his neck, and you knew him enough to know he was trying to distract him from the fact that he'd been late. Poor Alex, someday the three of you would cause him a heart attack.

“Well Y/N here wouldn’t wake up.”

“Fucking liar? He literally bugged me for twenty minutes about painting his nails and ended up with non-painted nails anyway. Why would you willingly date him?”

Alex laughed. “Trust me that’s something I ask myself everyday.” Luke pinched his cheeks, knowing he was joking. 

“You love me.”

"Yeah, yeah," Alex smiled, blushing.

“Could you guys be cheesy somewhere else?” Reggie asked, only having heard the last part of the whole conversation as he was just now walking outside, eyes promptly squinting because of the sunlight. He went inside the house and came back quickly with shades on.

“You’re just mad you’re single.”

“I’m not s- mad. I’m not mad. Just uh- annoyed.”

Alex looked at Reggie weird. Luke looked at you weird. Neither said anything about any of it, nor about the fact that Reggie, with his already very pale skin, was read all around now, from his cheeks to his ears and all the way to his chest, visible underneath the white tank top he was wearing.

Now, Reggie lived right by the beach, so the way there was really just crossing the street.

You settled yourselves down and stayed there, in silence, as you took the view in for a bit. And then obviously enough time passed so that Luke couldn’t take staying still anymore, sunbathing clearly being too calm of an activity, and he dragged you all to the water.

The water, which was stupidly fucking cold, which got all three of you yelling at him for, to which he just laughed in response.

You all stayed in there for a while, not really doing anything but talking and occasionally starting water fights against each other (with an honorable mention to the one game of chicken that was held also), until it was about 11. By then, you were all really hungry, so you decided to just leave.

Reggie’s parent’s were on a trip, leaving the house to yourselves, and you comfortably got to making lunch. Everyone wanted something different, so you just ended up making everything at once, which got you weird combinations like ramen noodles and tomato soup. Who the fuck eats tomato soup for lunch on a summer day anyway?

When you were done, none of you really had the energy to change, just letting your clothes air-dry as you still wore them. It was a really hot day, to be fair, so it didn’t take long. 

The tiredness of the morning at the beach mixed with being full and the summer heat got all of you to act like you'd just ran a marathon, too lazy to do almost anything.

“You guys wanna write something?” Alex asked, and everyone groaned in protest.

“If we can stand,” Luke pointed out. 

“Come on we haven’t written in days!” Alex said, getting up right away. You didn’t feel like it, but he was right, so you reluctantly did so as well.

“Come on you babies.” You called, as if you weren't gathering every ounce of energy you could to even stand. "Where's the bass?" Reggie lazily pointed to the guest room, and you nodded before getting on your way to grab it.

“Dude.” Luke suddenly sat up as soon as you were gone.

“What?” Reggie asked in return.

“She seems pretty comfortable around here huh?"

“What? So do you.”

“Why are you guys making this so hard? Just say you’re into each other and go out!”

“What?”

“You are into her, aren't you?”

“Uh-”

“Here! Okay no drums but I do think you brought the drumsticks?” Alex confirmed with a nod. “That’s good enough.”

. . .

“Well what did you expect you baby?”

It was the day after you went to the beach, and Luke, who had insisted on staying in the water longer than everyone else, had a cold. Like it always happened.

“Not this?”

Alex rolled his eyes at the weak answer, but couldn’t contain a smile. You couldn’t contain one yourself.

“Whatever. Bobby should be back by now, we should go get him.”

“In this state?” Alex questioned, as if not believing him.

“I’m not that terrible!”

Reggie laughed, patting him on the shoulder as he walked past him on his way to sit by you on the couch. “Yeah man sure.”

“I’m offended!” He grabbed Alex by the wrist, forcing him to stand up from the chair by the dining table. “We’re going.”

“But-” You protested, about to suggest calling Bobby instead of going over.

“You can stay,” Luke said, a smirk forming on his face. 

“What do you mean?”

“We’ll be right back! And you two will talk it out!"

"Talk what out you psycho?"

"You know what!"

With that, they left in a second, leaving you and Reggie puzzled, with the house to yourselves for at least a little while.

Well, Luke had left a lot to interpretation, right?

. . .

“What?” You asked in the midst of your laughter. Whenever you made out with him, you felt was this weird feeling of being completely alone, which sometimes had led you to rather unfortunate events in which you forgot his parents would be coming back home, or that the boys were waiting on you for something and you'd had to make up excuses or find some way to hide in some situations, even, but it's not like you would trade it for anything else.

Right now he was staring at you as you tried to kiss him, and you weren’t getting it.

“You’re just pretty.” You were sitting on the couch, your back pressed to the side of it, your faces inches from each other, your bodies flushed against one another. He had both his hands on your jaw and you had yours around his neck, and this was perfect.

You could feel your cheeks burn. It wasn’t fair, you know? The way he knew just how to do that. And how aware he was of it, too! You could see it on his face, he was very clearly proud of himself for having that kind of effect on you. Who would’ve believed you if you told them, Reggie Peters, sweetest guy you knew, had a thing for getting you flustered. “Shut up.”

He smiled that dumb smile of his. “You know, I think we should tell them.”

“You do?”

“Yeah. They seem to be pretty supportive. And insistent," he added.

You laughed at the last part. “I guess. Fine. When?”

He shrugged. “Soon. Today? When they’re back? I don't know, I don't think it has to be a big deal, right?

You thought about it. “Sure.”

He nodded excitedly in approval before leaning in again.

Kissing Reggie was always sweet, no matter what. You could be making out at full speed, like the world was ending, and you would still feel appreciated. When everything had started you'd wondered if things would start to feel different with him- too different.

But after a while, you supposed it was still the same Reggie, after all.

And right now he was very obviously eager. It usually happened when he got excited about something, like a new riff he wrote and was proud of himself for, or some cool clothes he found, or, well, like right now, you supposed because you’d decided to finally tell your friends you were dating. 

You couldn’t keep yourself from commenting about it.

“You’re eager.”

“You’re hot.” You were always taken aback when he said things like that. Sure, Reggie wasn’t just that sweet innocent childish boy everyone insisted on seeing him as, but it was always odd seeing him get like that. In a good way, obviously. 

He resumed to kissing you, his hand descending to your waist, pulling you even closer. Suddenly, your back was pressed against the couch seat, and he was on top of you, but he was really careful as to not press his full weight on you, as he always was.

You were certain this boy would be the death of you.

You laced your hand to the hair on the back of his head, deepening the kiss even more, and he grabbed your other wrist with his own, pinning it right beside your face before intertwining your fingers with his. It was intimate in its own way with him, and it was hot and it was sweet at the same time and your head felt like it was buzzing, unable to think of anything else, really. Then you could feel his hand move down your waist to one of your thighs and he had the nerve to smirk against your lips when you involuntarily let out a sigh and-

“Okay what the fuck ?”

You were startled by Bobby’s voice, immediately jumping away from each other, ending up at opposite ends of the sofa, both panting, not having realized how out of breath you’d been until you pulled away. At the entrance of the living room stood Luke, Alex and Bobby, who, well- apparently had gotten back from his trip- all looking flustered at the scene they’d just witnessed.

Bobby and Alex were looking anywhere but at you, but Luke was wide-eyed, making direct eye contact with you specifically.

“So you were hiding something from me!”

“Huh. Surprise?” Shit, you were never gonna live this one down, were you?

#reggie peters #reggie jatp #julie and the phantoms #jatp #jatp netflix #reggie peters x reader #Reggie peters imagine #Jatp imagine #I believe I was 16 when I wrote this ? so now lets age everyone up in this otherwise I feel weird ok? ok

[rhinestonz]

☆ DONT BELIEVE EM’ ☆

You stood in the doorway , playing nervously with your fingers. “Um Toru- we don’t have to meet my family , we can ju-“ you were cut off by Gojo’s smooth voice. “ I want to meet your family doll, it’s inconsiderate to marry someone’s daughter without knowing them” he smiled. You blushed , he just casually hinted that he’d marry you. However the butterflies in your stomach quickly left when you thought about it again. “No like Toru trust me we don’t have to-“ you were cut off once again by hands lacing around your waist. “ Baby , I know you're nervous for me , but I have irresistible charm, “ Satoru smirked, giving you a wink that made you laugh. “ fine “ you looked down as he walked past you to get ready. “ But I’m not scared for you, I'm scared for me “ you mumbled. 

Gojo noticed that you were nervous, way more nervous than he’d imagine you’d be and he was the one meeting your family. The way you woke up early , curling pins in your hair , makeup done at 4 am. You only did that on super important events. Meeting with family should be casual. He noticed how you weighed yourself like ten times since you knew that you were meeting your family again after years. He took notice of your strained voice while on call with them. He had a suspicion, but he’d wait for it to arise.

“ Hi Mama “ your voice wobbled a bit as you bowed to your mom. Gojo behind you. You looked at her awe stricken face. “ Mungu wangu…” fell from your mothers lips as she turned , not even glancing at you but to Gojo’s tall figure. She hurried to the man after giving you a rushed hug. She ruffled his hair , her voice booming “ ah my daughter caught a good one even with looks like hers” she laughed. “ Ai , come here“ she signaled to the man gojo thought to be your father. He walked over with a smile. Gojo grabbed your bags , Bowing to both of your parents as they directed him where to put your things. “ he’s a man with manners eh” your dad joked with you, Gojo noticed the way you demeanor totally changed with your dad. You laughed at his joke while embracing him. “ ai , but she’s so big she may be strong enough to carry it herself,” your mom laughed. That’s when Gojo understood the situation. When your smile wavered nervously at your mothers joke. Your father quickly came to your defense “ ai , look at you~ “ he joked to your mother , she jokingly sucked her teeth  and gave him a soft smack upon his bald head. You loved that that’s the way they joke with each other. You knew your mom loved you but she didn’t understand the affect her words had on you. “ it’s fine “ gojo started as he walked over to you “ I’m a big man, I can carry anything” he smiled down at you. “ ah , such a sweet guy “ your mother nudged you on the shoulder. That was the first time you genuinely smiled at her that night. Your relationship was complicated. 

Gojo’s eyes widened and his mouth watered at the food before him. Rather a feast. 

You smiled as you saw him and your parents getting along. “ This is Nyama choma , and this “ your mother pointed around the table to the different dishes. Gojo strained himself to listen instead of just digging in.  The room soon filled with laughter and the enjoyment of food. Aside from the ever so present comments on your weight. “ ai , you're going to eat more ! Save some for the big man “ your mother chided. You laughed and pushed your plate away. Arms folding over your stomach for the rest of the night. 

“Gojo are you okay ?” You looked at your boyfriend in worry. “ did I upset you?” You asked, watching him as he threw his coat off. His brows furrowed. He didn’t say a word to you. You stood in front of your bed as you tried to figure him out. He was muttering under his breath. You yelped as your frame was yanked to him by your hips. Back arching as his hands kneaded the flesh of your ass “ what the fuck do they know?” he mumbled his eyes dark. His hand came down harshly against your ass before you were sprawled out against the bed. “ Don’t give a shit bout what they say, you got the prettiest body ever baby” he said practice ripping your clothes off. Cold hands squeezing your tits as you moaned out “ Toru , what the hell~”. You almost giggled as his face pushed into the small fat of your tummy. “ You actually believe what your mom says don’t you?” He pouted his fingers sneaking to your cunt.  You huffed out a small “yeah i guess, I’ve always known I was ‘big’ “. Gojo’s head shot up to you , his face contorting as if you said something absurd. “ big !! I could bounce you on my dick like a fucking ragdoll “ he cursed , grabbing your thighs as lifting you with ease. You felt slick form faster than ever as your core was mere centimeters away from his cock. He was right , he held you above his dick with ease.  “ Maybe I need to drill the fact that you're small as shit compared to me into you” you let out a cry as you were slammed down, Satoru’s length filling you up without a problem. His tip kissing your cervix. “ or maybe it’s my fault for filling you up to good , stuffin ya full of cock” he groaned. Hands rubbing the fat of your tummy. “toru~” you whined as you creamed on him. “ good girl~” he coed , flipping you over watching your ass ripple ass he fucked you from behind. “ or maybe it’s my fault for making this ass too fat , too many backshots?” He teased “ bet you’d disagree , you love em don’t you?” he smiled. Your eyes began to roll back as whines left your mouth. “T-toru please~” you pleaded feeling a knot in your stomach as he fucked you deeply. You shook as you felt yourself turn to mush on his cock , your juices spraying everywhere. 

You laid against your pillow , catching your breath. Gojo hands wrapped  around your body as he laid against your tummy. “ Baby , you're so pretty , nun wrong with your weight at all, your mom is cool and I respect her , but don’t believe shit she says about your looks at all,” he said. He placed a small kiss on your tummy. 

“Unless she tells you you're the prettiest girl in the world… I love you baby”

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[roryslut]

skater boy prt 2-clyde x f!reader

part 1 here

shower sex‼️ smut >>> plot

warnings‼️ smut, fingering, oral m!receiving, oral f!receiving, throat fucking, cum eating, ass slapping, hair pulling, p in v, cream pie, aftercare

another normal day rolled around. about two days later i decided to go over to the skatepark again and i saw clyde. he was sitting on his skateboard on the ground. i calmly rode towards him so my board would nudge his and when he noticed, he looked at legs and followed up my body to meet my eyes. he looked up at me with his lips slightly parted, and i smiled. “hey.” was i all i said.

clyde quickly got up from his board and pulls me in for a hug while i am still on my board. “why are you so happy to see me?” i asked. he looked confused, tilted his head and slightly raised an eyebrow. “i need a reason?” he joked, “but in all seriousness, i’ve been skating here everyday, noon to night, since i last saw you, and you just showed up. maybe the anticipation is making me mad.” he joked. i laughed and then thought how sweet that was.

his eyes locked with mine. i blushed a little but kept skating. later once the sun had gone down i was pretty much done skating and clyde looked exhausted. i skated up to him and nudged his leg with my foot. “are you okay?”

“yeah im okay.” he said rubbing his eyes and sitting up on his board. he inches towards me and says, “im just really tired, skating for the past three days you know.”

i laughed, “that was your choice!” she smiled, “and i bet you got a lot better.” clyde laughs and smiles but lays back down with his face in his hands. his shirt pulling up a little to reveal a small happy trail.

i got bold, “you know clyde, you could come back to my place and stay there.” my stomach sunk. he sat up when he processed the invitation, “really?” he asked. “yes,” i nod.

“but how would i shower?” he asks, “i have a shower too.” i said grabbing his hand and pulling him to his feet. his smile covered his face, “okay, i’d love to.” he said and we walked to my car and packed up the skateboards before we left and drove to my house.

i opened my door and set my things near the door. clyde did the same, his eyes scanning the interior. “wow, this is a nice place” he said smiling at you. “thanks,” i smiled, my blush hidden in the dim house. i stepped towards clyde and watched his adam’s apple bob as he swallows. i grab his board from him, grazing my fingers against his for a moment. i set the board aside and walked behind him.

he was nervous, i placed my hands on his upper back softly, i heard his breath hitch and felt how tense his shoulders were. i pulled his flannel off his shoulders and hung it on the coat rack. i began to massage his stiff arms and shoulders, feeling the muscles unknot. he began to breathe deeper and almost grunt as i kneaded his skin. his arms were skinny but toned and the wife beater was snug to his pecks and waist. he turned to stand in front of me, facing me with his lips slightly parted. i snaked my arms around his waist slowly and faintly smiled. he returned the gesture and our faces leaned together to meet for a sloppy kiss.

clyde was making out with me like it was his last time ever, he savored the flavor that he had been longing for since the first taste. the sound of light moans and loud kissing filled the mud room. i pulled away and lead him to my room and into my bathroom. he looked a little confused.

“do you still need to shower?” i asked, a slight smirk on my face. clyde didn’t know what to say so he just nodded. i smiled turning to go grab towels but clyde grabbed my arm, stopping me. he looked into my eyes and said “i may need some help figuring out the water pressure and stuff, though.” he smiled. i was suprised, he had never made a move like this before. i smiled and felt like i was going to melt in his grip. i was speechless and just pressed my lips to his once again. he began kissing back ferociously and even started cupping my boobs and pawing at the bottom of my shirt.

i pulled about for a second to pull off his wife beater, exposing him and all his radiance. i followed suit pulling my shirt off swiftly. clyde’s jaw dropped and his hands and lips immediately connected to my chest. he kissed down my cleavage and sucked hickeys on my neck. i whimpered under his soft touch. he kept panting, blowing his warm breath over my bare skin as he continued kissing my chest.

i pulled my bra over my head and he continued swirling his tounge around my nipples and holding my tits harshly. i moaned and reached for his belt, quickly undoing it and letting his pants fall to his ankles. he helped me step out of my pants and panties leaving me completely bare. he didn’t have much time to look before i pulled his boxers down exposing his hard cock to the air. he winced a little as it popped up on his stomach, the tip was red and angry, a pearly bead of precum dotted on the tip. the veins pulsated down his multiple inches of member. clyde had the prettiest cock i have ever seen.

i couldn’t help but kiss the tip, rubbing the precum on my lips and meeting clyde for a kiss. he moaned into my mouth at the the taste of himself. i giggled a little when i pulled away to step into the shower. i turned on the warm water and felt it run down my body. clyde had followed me inside the shower and was admiring me as i rinsed my body. i turned around and grabbed him by the back of the neck, pulling him into the stream of water and meeting in the middle with another passionate kiss.

it didn’t take long for my hands to slide down his stomach and onto his hard cock. i stroked it slowly in my hand, and clyde built up the confidence to move over of his hands from my tit to the heat between my legs. he mumbled and whined as i toyed with his dick but i froze when i felt his index finger enter me. it caught me off guard and i leaned my head back, letting out a lewd moan as the hot water sprayed on my tits. i was so wet for him already.

i tried to keep a steady pace as i moved my hand on his cock but he just kept fingering me. “clyde you are so good!” i moaned. he began to speed up, even slipping a second finger in. i felt my insides behind stretched and i clenched his fingers inside me. “your so fucking tight.” he mutters into my ear quietly, i could barely hear it over my own moans and the splashing sound of his hand pounding into my cunt.

“oh my god clyde, please i’m going to cum.” i muttered whining and moaning his name as he mercilessly finger fucked me. his other hand lifted and left a harsh slap on my round ass, i felt heat rise to the spot and the pleasure only heightened. i let out pornographic sounds that filled the shower. “cum for me, baby.” he says, i looked into his eyes, and that was all it took, hearing clyde call me baby and seeing his wet hair framing his face, his lustful eyes digging into mine, his fingers hitting the soft spot inside me again, and again, and again. my face contorted as i came to my climax and squirted all down his fingers.

i rode out my orgasm and he licked his fingers dry. i kissed him deeply and grabbed his cock once again, happy to return the favor.

i began kissing down his neck and chest leaving red smudges littered on his skin. he whimpered at the contact and sighed deeply when i started licking at his shaft. he moaned quietly, “shit, you are so fucking hot.”

i took this as a signal to deep throat his length. he filled my mouth up to the brim and hit the back of my throat making me gag on his hard cock. he whined loudly and i slowly began bobbing on his dick.

his moans repeated with my motions. he carefully moved my hair from my face, i looked up through my eyelashes to meet his gaze and he threw his head back with a groan. his hand was planted on the back of my head, gripping my wet hair in his fist. i felt my wet pussy leaking down the drain and as he started guiding my head, it only felt better.

he kept his hand firm on my head and pushed himself down my throat at a rapid pace. i thought it was almost to much to handle, he showed no mercy as his hips worked on their own, pounding into my face. i gagged and sputtered all over his cock, the spit running down my chin and his balls. i reached up and gripped them in my hand, massaging them slightly and looking up at him with teary and cock drunk eyes.

he couldn’t help but cum right there. he moaned and whined as his pace slowed and my mouth filled with his seed. my mouth was almost overflowing with his cum and he loved the sight of it. i swallowed as much as i could and licked my fingers clean. he pulled me to my feet with a big smile and kissed me quickly, tasting his cum on my lips.

i pulled away. “please clyde…” i muttered, my pussy throbbing between my legs, “i need you to fuck me, so bad.” was all i could say, a low whisper in his ear but it sparked his desire to cum again, this time inside my tight cunt.

he swiftly flipped me around and pressed me against the wall of the shower, my ass raised to the running water. i grabbed my behind and started spreading my ass cheeks to show him my aching hole. his cock hardened once again and he pumped it in his hand to keep it erected. i moved my hands, one to squeeze my tit and finger my hard nipples, and the other i moved over to messy pussy, dripping with lust.

i carefully began pumping my fingers inside my sore cunt, my thumb pressing on my hard clit. moans slipped from my mouth as i pleasured myself.

clyde raised his pre-cum-covered hand and left a harsh slap on my ass. i let out a sharp whine and fingered myself harder. he raised his hand again, leaving another slap on my tender skin, staining my ass red. i whined again and played with my clit lazily. “please clyde…” i mumbled.

“what?” he questioned, leaning over me, pressing his erect dick to my back. “fuck me, clyde!” i moaned a little louder. clyde chuckled a little and lined himself up with my hole. i leaned back on him, my wet cunt quickly swallowing the pretty tip.

he immediately felt pleasure overflowing his body, he didn’t know how much longer he could keep himself together when he was fucking a pussy as good as this. he pushed in further, the inches filled me up. i let out pornographic moans as he bottomed out and then began thrusting in and out. i thought he would split me in half, but his gentle movements melted the pain into pleasure.

i let out a lewd moan and slapped my other ass cheek, making me whine and tears pricked up in my eyes. i moaned his name like a prayer as he kept pounding into me under the stream of the hot shower. the water splashed all around us and it felt almost primal, being so wet, naked, and close to one another.

clyde grabbed my hair again, pulling my head up as he pushed me into the wall, grinding into me. he knew he was close, “cum for me, please,” he begged, gripping my hair tighter. he left another harsh slap on my ass and that send me over the edge. i had a second orgasm, spasming on his cock. i clenched around him and he came quickly after, squirting cum into my hole, it overflowed and dripped out around his cock. when he pulled out, cum flowed out of my hole and down the drain like a white waterfall. clyde quickly got to his knees and took my ass in his hands, lapping my cunt dry. he moaned into me, his vibrations stimulating my sensitive clit. i had to push him off me because the pleasure was getting over stimulating.

he got up and turned me around, moving the hair from my face and kissing my puffy red cheeks. i turned off the shower and when we got out i could help but notice how fucked i looked when i got out the the shower. i could tell i had been crying and the redness on my ass hadn’t gone down. clyde looked closely and swore he could see his hand print as clear as day.

“then everyone will know you are mine.” he purred into my ear, wrapping me in his towel and nibbling on my ear love. he continued to suck at my neck, claiming his territory. i smiled at him and kissed him again before taking him back to the bedroom. i gave him some of my pajamas that would fit him and we helped each other get dry and dressed. i swore i had never seen a man more beautiful then clyde when i was drying his hair.

we snuggled into bed and clyde kissed the top of my head, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me flush to him. “goodnight,” i said, but there was no response. he was already fast asleep.

i didn’t know much about clyde, the skater boy, but i really enjoyed tonight and will remember it as the best time i’ve had in a while.

#rory culkin #rory culkin fanfic #rory culkin smut #clyde electrick children

[yumizcorner]

All in~

Skz Ot8 x Reader

!!fem reader | gangbang | creampie | filthy smut | dirty talk | pet names (daddy etc.) | Oral (f and m rec.) | cum eating | degradation | squirting | everything else I forgot to mention!!

A/n: i tried my best to write this and I hope y‘all like it

„hey y/n…how are you?“ the guy on the phone asked. „I‘m good…how come you‘re calling so randomly?“ I asked him since it was 00:20am on a Sunday. „Oh well…I just wanted to check up on you“ he said and I could hear that he was nervous. „come on hyung you lost the bet so you gotta ask her.“ a voice in the back whispered wich made me chuckle. „Come on Chan whats wrong?“ he exhaled deeply and then talked again. „you know…it might sounds weird but me and the other guys thought about…well…you know…“ i sighed. „What Chan? You guys thought about what?“ I kinda lost patience on him since we already were in a call for 5 minutes now.

„Me and the members saw a video somewhere wich we found…interesting so we thought..“ He was getting nervous again so another one of the boys shouted from the back. „we wanna fuck you.“ I could hear 6 shocked inhales after he said that. „Please what?“ I said with a slight amused smile on my face since I found it funny. „Lee know is right.“ suddenly my face freezes. I thought they were joking. „Wait..all eight of you?“ i said in disbelief. „We know it’s much that we‘re asking for but we thought asking wouldn’t hurt anybody.“ I let out a small giggle. „Y‘all can stop playing now I was shocked already.“

for a few seconds,that felt like half an hour,nobody said anything. My mouth ran dry as I noticed. „You guys are playing aren’t you-?“ I asked with a blank face. I heard Chan clearing his throat before speaking up. „well we aren’t…b-but it’s okay if you don’t want to.“ he said in one breath. „I don’t really-“ before I could end my sentence I got interrupted by Chan. „You know what…just forget about it. We‘re sorry that we disturbed you. Sleep well.“

Before I could speak up again he ended the call. I just sat there in silence and tried to realise the situation.

After a few more minutes I came back to reality and decided to just go to sleep.

I woke up at 2pm the next day. I got ready and went to the city. I decided to visit the boys later on. Maybe but only maybe I also decided to accept the boys offer.

I told me best friend Yuna to come with me. I wanted to buy new lingerie for that day since I wanted to look as pretty as possible.

(just imagine any pretty lingerie you like. I couldn’t find any that I liked)

Once we were done with all the shopping we hang out a bit. „You really wanna get railed by eight man?“ she said while she drank her iced coffee. „Yuna- I-“ it’s not like she wasn’t right tho but I felt kinda weird when she said that. I mean it’s not that usual am I right? „Aren’t you afraid that they….yk…rip that wap apart?“ she said and took a sip of her coffee. I choked on mine and started to laugh. „Omg Yuna Stop.“ i said in disbelief and kept on laughing. „I trust them with all my life so I’m pretty sure they won’t do anything that I wouldn’t want.“ I said in a serious way. „I know I was just joking. And I also know that you know what you’re doing so I think you‘ll have a fun night tonight.“

Yuna went back home when it was about 8pm so I walked a few minutes with her until her way and my way were different. Nervousness started to take place in my whole body as I stood in front of the door wich belongs to the dorm of Chan and the others.

It felt like my heart stopped beating for a second as the door opened revealing Hyunjin. „Oh- hey y/n“ he said,sounding a little confused. „Hey Jinnie…could I come in?“ he nodded and stepped aside. I walked into the dorm and walked behind Hyunjin who took me where the other boys were. As soon as we arrived at the living room,everybody looked at me. „Hey“ I said blankly. They all greeted me and told me to sit down. We sat there in silence for a few minutes,only the voices on the tv making noise. God damn why is it that akward. „So why are you here?“ Jisung asked,desperate for an answer. „I bet she‘s here because she‘s accepting our offer.“ Lee know said giggling,with a smile on his face. „Minho!“ Chan said with a scolding tone. „h-he‘s right…“ I said looking down at my fingers while playing with them. „Really?“ Chan asked in disbelief. The other members just stared at me blankly. I nodded and could hear Lee know giggle again. Suddenly I could feel someone lifting up my chin. I looked up and looked into some brown eyes wich belonged to Lee know. „why would we waste more time hm? I think we should go to my bedroom and take the others with us. What do you think pretty girl?“ he asked while his lips were dangerously close to mine and his fingers still under my chin. I nodded in response since I was too stunned to speak up. „Use your words pretty girl. You should talk as long as you’re able to.“ he kissed me suddenly for a short moment then he left my lips again and looked into my eyes again. „I-I wanna go to your bedroom with the others.“ I managed to get out of my mouth. Lee know smirked and said „good girl.“ he backed up and picked me up from my seat. I squealed a little out of surprise. Minho took me to his bedroom while the others followed us. He placed me on the bed and kissed me again,this time way more passionately. After a few second I could feel someone’s hand resting on my inner thigh. I gasped a little as the hand went upper and made it to my clothed cunt. Minho started to kiss my neck,leaving marks wich also allowed me to look who’s hand was touching me.

Surprisingly it was the youngest who started to please me. „Can I?“ he asked softly with a smile on his face as he wanted to take off my clothes. „Of course.“ I said and helped him a little. Minho and Felix took off my upper clothes. Jeongin started to eat me out while Felix and Seungmin kissed my breasts. Minho was still marking up my neck. I moaned as Jeongin inserted one finger into me.

„we‘re gonna make you feel good tonight y/n.“ Lee know whispered into my ear. I looked around the room,searching for the others. They all stood closely,watching us.

„She tastes so good~“ Jeongin said. „And she feels so tight.“ Jisung hissed at his comment and unbuckled his belt. He wanted to touch himself but Minho stopped him. „Let y/n do that for you.“ he turned to me. „Will you help our little sungie out?“ he asked and I agreed. Lee know changed places with Jisung and sat down on a chair. Han didn’t really know what to do since he stood there like he‘s a lost child. „Sungie?“ he looked in my eyes as I continued to talk. „Don’t be shy. You can use me…I’m yours tonight.“ I started to lick around his tip since I wanted to help him a bit. He didn’t seem to be uncomfortable it just felt like he wasn’t really sure about if I wanted to do this. Jisung whimpered a bit as I took him fully into my mouth. Suddenly I could feel something big entering me wich caused me to moan around Han‘s dick. At this point he lost his sanity and started to fuck my throat while I tried to discover who fucked me. It didn’t take Han too long to cum since I kept on moaning. Once he came into my mouth I swallowed and showed him my empty mouth. „shit you’re so hot baby~“ he said and smiled. I turned my head and saw that it was Chan who slowly pushed into me. „Finally“ he said and bend down to face me. „now you‘re mine.“ he started to thrust roughly into me,making me moan. He laid his hands on my throat and started to choke me. He kept on thrusting roughly and fast. I felt like I was going to lose my mind any second. I felt like a moaning mess and I was one. „Fuck she‘s so tight.“ Chan groaned. „She looks so fucked out even tho you’re the first one that uses her.“ Changbin said. I don’t know why but I had to moan at his comment. It perhaps was because he said that Chan is the first one to use me. It did something to me. „God she clenched around me.“ Chan said.

„oh look at that…our little innocent girl is a cute precious slut.“ Lee know said. „Are you our slut? Come on say it for us. Tell us how slutty and dirty you are y/n“ I stuttered as I tried to focus on his words. My mind was foggy and I couldn’t seem to be able to think of words I could say. „awww is channie fucking you too good? You like how he‘s railing you?“ Hyunjin said while he sat down besides me. All those words that Lee know and Hyunjin said made me go insane. I felt how my first high build up and how amazing it made me feel. Chris fucked me harder with every single thrust wich send me over the edge. „Daddy~ fuck fuck fuck~“ I said as i came hard around Chan‘s cock. This also made him cum deep inside of me. I could feel how his seeds spilled into me. He thrusted a few more times and then pulled out. I could feel my pussy throb at the lost contact wich made me whimper.

While I tried to calm down from my high I felt someone teasing my clit. I opened my eyes,revealing Seungmin. He rubbed his dick against my entrance,spreading his pre cum on it. I whined as I wanted and needed more. „D-don‘t tease me Minnie please~“ Seungmin just laughed at my comment and pushed his tip into me. He hissed and then pushed in further. „gosh you feel so good.“ Seungmin said as he moved in and out. He started slowly but lost his control after a few thrusts.

Suddenly Hyunjin forced my mouth to stay open and laid his fingers into my mouth. I instantly started to suck and lick them while looking in his eyes. „She looks so adorable like this.“ Jeongin said and the others agreed while they all watched the scenario. „Can I cum inside you princess?“ Seungmin asked while fucking me sloppily and chaotically. „y-yes“ I managed to get out of my mouth while Hyunjin‘s long and slim fingers we‘re still in me. He forced his fingers into my throat and watched me closely as Seungmin came in my cunt,being the second one to fill me up. Hyunjin pulled his fingers out of my mouth and messily smeared the spit that was left on his hand onto my breasts.

After that he stood up and looked down at me. „will you suck me off just as good as you sucked my fingers?“ I looked up at him and smiled before removing his clothes hungrily. I gulped a little when I saw his hard cock in front of me. He was very big wich made me worry but I was too horny and fucked out to think of anything. I kissed his tip and then started to take him into my mouth. He thrusted a bit into my mouth wich made me even more needy. I sucked him off fast and messy but it seemed like he liked it since he groaned a few times.

I gasped around his cock when I felt someone entering me again. The way how they just used me when they wanted to,without asking turned me on so much.

I looked to the side and saw Changbin who entered me slowly. His dick was way thicker then the others I had so far. He stretched me out so much i felt like he was gonna rip me apart. Before I could look back to Hyunjin myself,he took my face and forced me to look at him. „Don’t take your eyes off of me.“ he looked at me with a serious dominating gaze that made me even more wet. He started to deepthroat me at the same time that Changbin started to move inside of me. „oh my god guys look at that.“ Jisung said and pointed at my throat. „Ahw baby~ sad that you can’t see yourself right now because you look too pretty with my cock lining out in your throat.“ I moaned around him wich made him hiss again. „Fuck Baby~“ Hyunjin said and gripped my hair with one hand. He held my head with the other and started to fuck my throat. Tears started to run down my cheek but I enjoyed every single second of it. He came with a moan and I swallowed instantly. Hyunjin sat down on a chair and rested while I was now focusing on Changbin.

„I wanna ride you please~ can I?“ he smiled at my request and said „anything you want.“ he picked me up and sat down while placing me on top of him. I sat down on his dick and started to move up and down. It hurt a bit but I couldn’t care less. All I wanted was to please Changbin. Out of nowhere somebody pushed my upper body down onto Changbin‘s. A few seconds I felt something poking my ass. „Relax baby~“ I heard Jeongin’s voice. I tried to do as he told me and relaxed as good as I could since Changbin‘s cock was still inside of me. Jeongin prepared me with two fingers and then entered me with his dick. He moved a few times until I told him it was fine. After I said that,Changbin also started to move again. Jeongin thrusted into me from behind while Binnie thrusted into me from under me. At this point I became a moaning mess again. The only thing I felt and could focus on was how their cocks were basically destroying me and how I enjoyed it. „she‘s even taking two cocks at the same time well.“ Jeongin smirked and kept on moving. I screamed and came loudly while both we‘re fucking me through my orgasm. The overstimulation caused me to moan again and louder. After a few more thrusts Changbin came,followed by Jeongin. They pulled out and laid me down on the bed again. I breathed heavily as I was calming down. „You think you can handle one more time baby?“ Lee know asked softly. „Yes yes yes. Please Lee know I need you.“ even tho I wasn’t really sure if I could make it I still needed him. I was craving him. „Are you sure? I‘m not sure~“ he said teasingly and lined his fingers through my wet folds. „Please Minho. I‘m begging you please. Please fill me up with your cock please I need you. Use me please.“ Lee know scoffed and spitted out a "pathetic" before entering me completely without a warning and moving instantly. I started to scream out my moans and gripped onto the bedsheets besides me. Lee know thrusted into me roughly and hard at the same time. „How can you be so tight even tho you got fucked by someone guys? God you‘re such a good slut.“ he laid his hands onto my hips and laid my legs onto his shoulders,hitting me deeper. It caused me to come already since it was too much for me to hold in but Minho didn’t stop. He kept on trusting at the same pace wich made me start to cry in pleasure. „you like how I’m fucking their cum into you y/n?“ I just moaned loudly at his comment. He made me feel so good that I started to drool. „Feels so good so full so big~“ I mumbled since I was fully out of my mind. „oh yeah dirty slut.“ he slowed down his pace and thrusted harder. I let out a scream at every single thrust he did. I looked to the side and saw Felix who jerked himself off to the whole scenario. Lee know also noticed and told him to come closer to the bed. „Cum on her face.“ Minho said blankly. Felix nodded and kept on jerking himself off. As soon as he started to moan louder I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out wanting to taste him. He came with a groan and spilled his cum into my mouth and some onto my face. I closed my mouth and wanted to swallow but Lee know interrupted me. „don’t swallow got it?“ I nodded and kept it in my mouth while he kept on railing me. „You‘re such a pretty slutty fuckdoll it’s insane“ he praised. He hit my sweet spot one hard time wich made me cum again but this time way more intense then the other times. My mouth was open wide,showing off all the cum that was in my mouth mixed with some of my spit. „Holy shit she squirted.“ I heard Chan saying. I couldn’t even think wich was why I just laid there moaning with my mouth slightly opened only feeling Minhos hard thrusts. „You‘re so dirty fuck~ you look like a disgusting whore with that cum leaking from you’re mouth~“ he said and thrusted two last times. He came while gritting his teeth and closing his eyes. I could feel him spilling a lot of cum into me. „You filled me up so much~“ I muttered under my breath. „Oh my god she’s so fucked out Hyung.“ Jisung said. Minho pulled out and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

„Guys get something to clean her up and make sure that y‘all are free tomorrow we will take care of her…she‘ll need it“ Lee know said and gave me one last kiss on my cheek. „You did great y/n we‘re all so proud.“

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[axailslink]

Stay the night

Riri Williams x poc FEM reader

SongFic: Stay the night by the Internet

Summary: Riri has been eyeing you up and down since she got to the party she's not a patient person so she shoots her shot and you encourage her as you invite her over to your place.

Riri is enjoying her drink as she watches you dance against your guy friend she's been trying to suss you out all night does she like girls? Would she even be interested? She won't know if she doesn't try so she approaches you all smooth and calm and your friend whispers in your ear "bitch she is checking you out" you laugh and shake your head "shut up I'm freaking out here" you smile at her and she smiles in return "what's your name?" You look her up and down "why are you worried about who I am Riri? You need no introduction" she nods "well everybody knows me but I want to know you." You smile and look back at your friend and Riri remembers the initial question she has to ask before she even tries to flirt "is he your boyfriend?" You widen your eyes you don't know if you're hurt or confused "I look like I like boys?" Riri bursts into laughter as your friend throws himself at the wall and covers his face trying to suppress his own laughter. "I'm being so for real...I look like I like boys?" She laughs and shakes her head "I don't really know how to answer that I'm just trying to make sure I'm not climbing up the wrong tree." Your interest peaks as you listen to her "you trying to climb up this tree?" She looks you up and down and you hear your friend in your ear again "bitch she tryna climb up the tree" you pat his shoulder "shut up" you return your attention to her and hum "as long as the tree got fruit in it" you laugh and the childish joke it catches you off guard but you love it so not only is she cute she's funny. "Well there's plenty of fruit in this tree" she nods "well can I get your name?" You think about it and your friend pushes you aside "her name is Y/n and she's single and trust me she's interested." Riri laughs as you grab her and pull her away from him "I'm sorry I get shy easily he's used to answering for me." Riri just stares at your little nervous smile and nods.

"How are you getting home tonight?" You look her up and down "why would I tell you that?" She shrugs "maybe I was willing to give you a ride...?" Her comment sounds more like a question than a comment you usually don't go home with strangers but Riri was no stranger everyone knows Riri. "Well miss Williams if you try to kidnap me I won't make it easy" she smiles and you're weak in the knees as she watches every little action of yours "so you'd put up a fight?" You grab her hand and make eye contact with her "only if you want me to." She shakes her head and looks elsewhere trying to avoid your gaze "you looking at me like that you tryna make me take you home ain't you?" You smile and shrug "only if you stay the night." You're not the random hookup girl but she ain't gotta know that. You get her caught in the web now she ain't gone want to leave. She fiddles with her keys in her pocket "I have an assignment due tomorrow" you sigh "miss Williams always the overachiever stay out with me tonight please?" She smiles and you can already tell what she's going to say "stay with you tonight?" You nod as you get closer to her so close you could kiss but you won't not yet. She's not getting a kiss not that easy. She's fine but she ain't that damn fine she has to work for it just like everyone else. You can feel her gaze dropping to your lips as she leans closer "mhm you could stay with me tonight. I'll keep you warm it's dangerous in these streets with all the hero and vigilante shit." She nods and hums as she lets her hand reach up for your face but you grab her neck before she grabs yours "say yes please say yes." Her hand drops and she nods as she bites her bottom lip. You're keeping it cool on the outside although on the inside you're screaming your apartment isn't clean your bedrooms fine but fuck the livingroom is not at all clean. You smile at her and pull away she laughs when you don't kiss her with all that built up tension she was expecting it. When you pull away you gently caress her hand not letting go "you like Chinese food?" She laughs and nods "yeah I like Chinese food" you smile "cool" you quickly pull out your phone and text your best friend.

You know I love you right?

Oh good God you slut what are you up to?

She kept looking at me like she wanted to eat me (and I'm sure she does) I'll give you forty dollars if you go clean the living room of my apartment.

You don't get a reply so you know that's an absolute yes without hesitation you call the Chinese place and order as Riri is just still looking at you admiring you. "Okay so you gone drive me home or we going to pick up the Chinese first?" Riri smiles "whatever you want" she could not say that right now because what you want was not to be in the front seat of her car but in the back fogging up the windows. "Whatever I want?" She smiles again and you put your hand in her pocket fiddling with her keys "let me drive the red car that's yours right?" She nods "I just got it fixed you cute but you ain't that cute" you laugh and let your hand drop. "Let's go."

A/n: was scrolling through lesbian TikTok and this inspired this fic so enjoy.

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[lastweeksshirttonight]

All righty, I managed to get back home despite the hurricane, let's talk about the show.

Tl;dr - I traveled cross-country to see John Oliver and Seth Meyers. It was amazing and I am still giddy about it!! Gonna put all the details under a cut to not clog up your timeline/the tags.

(All jokes will be paraphrased/guestimated bc my adrenaline and ADHD played havoc with my memory recall, lol.)

Firstly, the Beacon Theatre is absolutely stunning. It reminds me a bit of the Theatre at Ace Hotel in LA, in that it's clearly had its old elements lovingly preserved and harkens back to an older time. It was truly a gorgeous venue.

I missed getting a pic of the other side of the stage, which had a massive sculpture of shields and spears. John made a joke about the opulence of the room not matching the entertainment for the evening, and noted that "even Coco Chanel would say to keep it to one shield". Really wish I'd thought to get a picture of it, he was not wrong.

I was extremely close to the stage - 3 rows back and dead center. I definitely had the anxious excited adrenaline jitters because of it.

I mean COME ON.

The opener was Brooks Wheelan, who I remembered from his brief stint at SNL. He talked a fair deal about that, and told a great story bit about getting fired from there and opening for John shortly after, wherein he drank an entire bottle of "HBO blood diamond whiskey" from John's dressing room and had, in Seth's later words, "a nervous breakdown". I'd heard Brooks has opened for John before and was glad I got to see him, he's a lot of fun.

He also told a joke about not wanting to learn karate because of the huge glass windows in front of every karate studio and not wanting anyone to watch him learn karate. Lots of very understanding laughter there, including from me. (Why do all these places have massive plate glass windows?!)

After Brooks was John Oliver, and y'all. Let me get this out of the way.

He is fine as hell. Look. Just LOOK. HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO DEAL WITH THIS

I would also like to take the time to gush effusively about John's mastery of set structure. The set was, aside from the typical "before we get started, I need to let you know I'm British" pseudo-opener he's used since like 2005, entirely new material -

(As an aside... !!!!!! I KNOW!!!! A FULL FUCKING HOUR OF ENTIRELY NEW MATERIAL!! THAT I WAS NEAR THE FRONT FOR!!!! I'M SO VERKLEMPT STILL YOU HAVE NO IDEA)

- and it was just beautifully written from a structural standpoint. It was pretty much all political material all centered around history and the need to understand it for context on the world as it currently stands. There were some digressions from that point but they were seamlessly woven in. He is such a goodamn incredible stand-up comedian.

A few things he talked about in his set:

That time the US dropped nukes on itself twice (which was briefly mentioned on LWT but not in this detail and not including a reenactment of a man dropping a bomb while working on a plane and him reacting to watching it roll away).

That the current British royal line of succession exists because of a "cousin-fucker who cut someone into pieces like a Benihana chef". (John told us this is something he learned researching this bit, which caused me unending joy. I love that he's making new sets!! :D)

John delights in the misery of billionaires and wished that the rocket Jeff Bezos was on would blow up. He doesn't want him to die, though. Through this he also talked about Elon Musk and his favorite fake blue check company tweets, mainly a series made by a fake Chiquita account claiming to have overthrown Brazil, followed by Chiquita saying they hadn't actually overthrown any governments since 1954.

John got booed at a Sesame Street benefit and told a killer set of jokes about Bert judging him for it. ("The man lives with Ernie! He knows chaos!")

He claims we will all know things are okay with the US again when we are all irrationally mad at Anne Hathaway for no reason again. Told an incredible story about how he just blundered into the street in LA once, almost got hit by a car, looked up, realized it was Anne Hathaway in the car, saw her wave at him, and, despite the scenario being objectively his fault, being somehow mad at her.

Shaded Dave Chappelle in an analogy about how we are not at Civil War division times because "somehow our level of division is people debating whether Chapelle's SNL monologue was okay or not", in a way that suggested it was very much not okay. 10/10 no notes.

Okay so there was one recycled bit - him being informed the Queen wanted to give him an OBE. He added to it fantastically though, by personifying the man from the embassy as the most offensively British stereotype you could possibly imagine. He said the man sounded like "if a British person rubbed a teapot and a genie came out".

There was definitely more but I could gush forever so let's move on.

Brooks came back out to introduce Seth and forgot the name of his show, lol. For a brief moment we all contemplated what Last Week Tonight with Seth Meyers would look like. (I assume the show's Adam Driver would be Stefon.)

Anyways, here is the only good photo I took of Seth.

Seth was great as well - not as good as John, but I'm very biased in that regard. The material was also pretty diametrically opposed to John's, much more domestic comedy about his wife and kids and their idiosyncracies.

I really liked Seth's energy and approach. I don't quite know how to explain this, but he had a touch of Dennis Reynolds energy to him, a restrained manicness, that was really interesting to watch. That's not my normal association with Seth's energy, either, but it was very fun. Definitely puts some of the more deranged things from his tenure as Weekend Update host in context.

Some highlights from Seth's set:

He had an amazing brick joke about doing accents as a comedian, where he imitated a Swedish accent and talked about how everyone's Swedish accent is basically the Swedish Chef from the Muppets and how the only Swedish food anyone has nearby is the meatballs at IKEA. Funny on its own, but later in the show, Seth talked about how people assume he's fully Jewish, including people on the street. He noted that he's 25% Swedish but no one comes up to him on the street and goes -insert Swedish Chef impression-. (This straight up killed the guy sitting next to me, who ended up laughing with his head in his hands for a solid 30 seconds.)

His kids eat very healthily, so when they end up going to friends' houses and eat one Skittle, they turn into demons. Literal demons. Seth's impression of an actual demon trying to undo a double-buckled car seat was the hardest I laughed at his whole set.

Seth also had a section which he claimed would be the part where he'd tell anti-trans jokes "if he was a complete asshole". I enjoyed the trans affirmation the whole evening, ngl.

Seth's family and his wife's family have very different ways of conversing at the dinner table, which directly mirrors my and my partner's family - Seth's family (like Mr. Lee's) is big on listening to everyone and contributing to conversations only when someone else has talked; Alexi's family (like mine) is constantly screaming over each other.

After Seth's set, everyone (including Brooks) came out to do a Q&A. I could not think of a song in the moment, but realized at the hotel room an hour after that I should have made @chiijohn 's evening by asking John's opinion on Planet of the Bass. :facepalm: Sorry mate!

Still, some great questions were asked, and it was about 30 minutes of just audience interaction. I've never experienced anything like it at a stand-up gig and genuinely loved it. John, of course, told people they were free to leave before the Q&A because why would they want to stay; the man is incapable of thinking anything good about himself and much as I hate his bad self-esteem, I would have been concerned if he hadn't said something to that effect.

Brooks was asked almost immediately if he remembered the name of Seth's show, which was honestly hilarious. Brooks said "I conferred with John backstage and we're both pretty sure that it's Late Night with Seth Meyers".

Someone asked how fearful Seth and John were of their shows being cancelled after one year, and Brooks snarked that he knew that feeling. (Brooks seems to have a good sense of humour about not being a huge presence on SNL.) Seth said that he wasn't super worried but that they redid his entire set (background set, not stand-up set) because Alec Baldwin said it looked like "a sushi restaurant in Burbank". (theoniontheworstpersonyouknow.jpg) John said he was told most HBO shows don't get cancelled at one season and he said "we'll see about that".

There was definitely some extended riffing on Alec Baldwin being a piece of shit afterwards, while John giggled helplessly. I love John's giggling.

Seth and John's favorite Muppet is Cookie Monster. They talked about how interesting it is that you can have amazing chemistry with Muppets, and then meet the puppeteer and have literally nothing to talk about. Seth also talked about how low-tech Big Bird was, and how the late Carroll Spinney, when on SNL, held a script in one hand, the controls of Big Bird in the other, and a flashlight in his mouth to read the script.

Everyone is upset they didn't get to cover the indictments because of the Writer's Strike. John thought there were only 3, but I honestly don't know if one of them came down before the Writer's Strike and he was just referring to the ones since then. It's been a long few months for us all.

Brooks basically forces John and Seth to get out of their hotel rooms when touring. Otherwise, Seth said, "they both just sit there anxious". That tracks, especially for John, who literally said on Seth's podcast that he is physically incapable of relaxing.

When asked about their influences, John said (rather obviously) that he wouldn't have a career without Jon Stewart, and Brooks talked about how both Seth and John really uplifted him and cared for him after he got fired from SNL. Seth talked in a really lovely way about how Amy Poehler basically adopted him and got him out of his shell and was a real friend to him early on.

I really wish I'd written down every stand-up that the three of them recommended when prompted, because I've completely blanked on half of them. Seth said Joe Pera (who I also highly recommend); John recommended Maria Bamford (again, also highly recommend). He also said that most people in the room would have probably not heard of him but that the best in the UK was Daniel Kitson (paging @tellthemeerkatsitsfine to provide her recs bc she knows Kitson backwards and fronts). Brooks gave a shout to Kyle Kinane (who I am not as familiar with as I should be).

There was so much more, but honestly, I was just so in the moment that I feel like I remember things in waves. It was an amazing evening and I was honestly so blessed to be there at all.

I did not wait at the stage door or anything, because I am truly not that kind of person and have consistently been sure that if I ever met John, I'd barf on his shoes. I know on Instagram some people had gotten stage door photos, though, and I'm happy for them!

Thank you all for always being supportive of this dumb blog. I don't think I would have had the confidence to go on this cross-country journey without you all randomly egging me on all the time. It was one of the best nights of my life. 💖💖

#john oliver #seth meyers #brooks wheelan #last week tonight #last week tonight with john oliver #late night with seth meyers #stand up #lee's stream of consciousness

[dannystattoo]

illicit affairs

a/n: ok, so I actually wrote something, i did not mean to take it that far, but I hope you enjoy anyway 🖤

warnings: none, aside from asshole Danny lmao

based on illicit affairs by taylor swift

You and Danny were both in relationships that weren’t bad exactly, but neither of you is super happy. You met through a mutual friend at a party and you immediately hit if off. You both realized pretty quickly it’s been a long time since you’ve felt a connection like this with anyone, let alone your own partner. You didn’t mean to exchange texts outside of the group chat of your friends you’d both been added to. You didn’t plan to start talking everyday. You’d didn’t mean to slowly start seeing each other one on one. It all just kind of happened. This goes on for months and For whatever reason, you both hadn’t left your significant other. However, the sneaking around between each other’s places when you could, meeting at places well outside of Nashville so you wouldn’t see anyone you knew, it was all getting old.

One day, he was at your place . His girlfriend was out of town and as far as your boyfriend knew, you were spending the weekend with family. You were in the bathroom, contemplating how you’d gotten here while staring at a perfume bottle on the counter. It was the one you had to hide regularly. It was Danny’s favorite, but your boyfriend hated it. You’d bought it as a weird sort of anniversary gift once you realized you’d been doing this for a year. You always hid it though and never dared put it on when you knew your boyfriend would be around soon because the smell was distinct and it lingered. As you put it back in the shelf where you kept it, out of sight, you realized how stupid this whole thing had gotten. You both loved each other and clearly didn’t want to stop seeing each other. You’d become so indifferent about your boyfriend and if we’re being honest, you guys fucked maybe once a month at best at this point. You had no idea what you guys were doing anymore.

“Danny, we have to talk”

“Yeah, babe?”

“What the hell are we doing”

“What do you mean?”

You rolled your eyes. “You know exactly what I mean. Why are we still with other people? I’m so sick of us having to sneak around just to be sort of happy. Wouldn’t it be so much better if we could just be with each other, like actually be with each other?”

Danny looked at you, considering the thought he’d have to leave your place in the middle of the night so no one would see.

“I’m doing it” you finally said after a moment. “I’m ending things with him, I can’t keep doing this.” You looked at Danny expectantly, hoping (perhaps foolishly) he’d say the same. After what felt like ages of you both staring at each other you had to break the silence.

“Well?”

“I don’t know,” he sighed after a minute.

“This is a fucking joke, right? Please tell me you’re not serious.”

“It’s a lot to consider, is all”

“Oh my god, what the hell does that mean? After everything we’ve been through, you don’t know? You don’t fucking know? What was the last year then, Danny?”

“You’re right,” he said finally. “It is stupid. I love you so much and I’m certainly not as happy with her as I am with you. We’ve just been together since i moved to Nashville, I can’t imagine anything else”

You gave him a look.

“You know what I mean”

“Yeah, doesn’t hurt any less to hear though”

“Sorry. I’ll do it though, you’re right, clearly neither of us was that happy in our relationships when we met each other”

“So…we’re doing it?”

“Yeah, I guess we are,” he smiled at you and grabbed your hand. You both agreed that after you “got home” from visiting family and his girlfriend got back, you’d call it off with them. You also decided to wait a bit to make things public though. With his band finally starting to take off, the last thing he needed was cheating allegations.

You sat at your apartment that night after Danny left, feeling extremely nervous about breaking it off with you boyfriend, but also feeling lighter over the fact you and Danny had finally agreed to fully commit to each other. You realized it had been all you’d wanted since shortly after you both met, and you were so glad you were finally on the same page.

✨1 week later✨

You hadn’t seen Danny since that night at your apartment, and you couldn’t wait to finally see him again tonight. It had been a rough week - even if you didn’t want to be with your boyfriend anymore, breaking up certainly wasn’t easy. Add to that that work had been kicking your ass, and that your family decided this was also the week for drama, you really needed a break. Knowing that you guys could finally be a couple without sneaking around was the light at the end of the tunnel.

The feeling didn’t last though. When you arrived at Danny’s apartment, something immediately felt off and you couldn’t place it at first. You then realized that her stuff was still spread throughout the house and you prayed it was just because she hadn’t gotten a chance to clear all her stuff out. The fact that there was a purse and shoes in the front hall made you think that wasn’t the case though.

“Hey you,” he smiled as you walked inside. You accepted his kiss when he greeted you, but you were distracted.

“So, are we going to discuss that?” You said, pulling away and pointing at all of her belongings in the hall.

“Uh, yeah, about that,” he anxiously ran his hand through his hair.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, Danny,” You turned on your heel to leave, seeing absolute red.

“I’m sorry, I just…I couldn’t do it, not this week. I was all set to, but her mom’s been sick and she really took a turn for the worse the day I saw you last. They don’t think she has much time left. I don’t want to be with her anymore, but I couldn’t just do that to her then, you know?”

“So how long are you going to keep this up then? If her mom just keeps getting sicker, you can’t leave. What about when her mom dies, then what? You won’t be able to leave her when she gets that news, and then you certainly can’t leave while she’s grieving! I guess we’ll just keep doing what we’re doing and you can just keep cheating on her.”

“Baby, that’s not fair - “

“Stop, you don’t get to call me baby anymore. I held up my end of the deal, can you do the fucking same?”

“It’s not that easy, trust me, I wish it were!”

“Oh, bullshit. Her sick mom wasn’t an issue a week ago. You don’t just get to weasel your way into my life and promise me this beautiful life together just to keep taking it away from me. I told you, being with you is the best thing to happen to me in years, I…I can’t describe it. It’s like you showed me colors I can’t see when I’m with anyone else, and the way I connect with you? It’s like we have this language I can’t speak with anyone else. Danny, it’s so, so good when it’s good, but it’s fucking cruel of you to dangle that in front of me.”

You both stared at each other, neither of you sure what to say next.

“I’m leaving, I don’t think there’s anything else to say.”

“No wait,” he called as you grabbed the door handle. You knew you shouldn’t, but you dropped the knob and turned to hear him out. What was it about this man you couldn’t say no to?

“You’re right, I’m sorry. It’s not fair to you, and i just need to rip the bandaid off. She’s up with her family right now, but she’ll be home in a couple days. I’ll do it then. I wanna be with you, I promise. I don’t wanna fuck this up.”

Part of you said to run. What proof did you have he’d actually do it this time? None. However, that naive part of you was hopeful that maybe, maybe, he meant it this time. After considering it for a second you took a step towards him.

“Okay. I’ll let it go this time, but the next time I see you, you better have ended it”

“Promise. In fact, I pinkie promise.” You laughed despite yourself and wrapped your pinkie around his. Before you knew it, you were both laughing and he pulled you in for a kiss. You kept letting it deepen, even though you knew you shouldn’t. A few minutes later, he’d pulled you onto his lap, his hands moving under your tshirt. You didn’t resist at all when he moved you to his bedroom, their bedroom. As he laid you down in the bed, you couldn’t stop your mind from racing and thinking about the fact you knew he wouldn’t be anymore available this time next week than he was now. You just knew. You also knew you’d be right back here, or he’d be at your place. No matter what, you couldn’t quit him and you’d let him ruin you a million times over.

#Danny Wagner #Danny Wagner imagine #greta van fic #Greta van fleet #Danny GVF #wagner wednesday

[lokisprettygirl]

The Bodyguard (Loki x Female reader) (Au) (18+)

Read Chapter 16 here// Series Masterlist

Chapter 17

Summary : Loki regrets losing your friendship and you tell him the truth about the attack that happened a few months ago.

Trigger Warning : Suicidal thoughts, Rape, abuse, sexual violence, Harsh language, bodyshaming, fatshaming, mention of neglect and abuse, emotional abuse, Unhealthy Eating Patterns, blackmail, starving and under eating, implied smut, mention of drug use, some weird feeding kink I'm (loki is) developing

Rocky and Suzzanah went back to their room as they had to leave an hour later, Steve walked towards you, he could see your teary eyes and it brought him hell a lot of satisfaction.

"Awhh it hurts?" He whispered in your ear as he chuckled so you stepped away from him, he knew about your bond with Loki and he was going to use it at every opportunity to hurt you. 

"This one is married, I asked them to send a married one this time, are you going to fuck him and ruin his relationship too?" He whispered and when you didn't respond, he stepped upstairs to take his bag, you couldn't have been more thankful. This trip would have been a blessing if they weren't taking Loki away as well.

You looked at Loki and his own eyes were teary, why so? Isn't this what he wanted? He should be happy right then why was he looking at you with such a longing desperate look in those irises? 

"I have to go to the gym, wait for me" you told Erik and he nodded. He seemed fidgety and nervous for some reason but maybe it was because of the first day at the new job. You remembered the first time you met Loki, he seemed so confident and aloof, you never thought that you'd get so close to him in such a short amount of time.

"Yess ma'am" he mumbled so you turned around to go upstairs, your heart felt as if Steve has stepped on it and was refusing to move aside, this unbearable pain you felt made you want to do something really awful.

That's why you never blamed your mother, as much as it hurt you that she left you all alone here and chose to be selfish, you understood why she had to take that step.

Loki walked towards Erik and they glared at each other for a moment before Erik pulled him in for a hug, making Loki smile in response.

"My man" Erik mumbled as he patted on his shoulder, 

"How are you doing" Loki asked him and he shrugged, he took out his wallet from his coat and showed a picture of a little girl, 

"She's adorable, I can't believe I am missing her lumpy toddler phase" Erik smiled but it soon faltered as he thought about the situation 

"What's going on here? We don't want the Cairo situation to happen again, Stark is worried too, that's why he sent me" Erik said to him as he placed his palm on his shoulder to comfort him. He was always thankful for the guys at Stark securities, they were all like a tight knit family, a home away from home.

"I..I am sorry I keep doing this" Loki chuckled but his eyes teared up.

"Soo?" Erik asked him and he just shrugged

"Just take care of her, she's..she's fragile and she needs a safe person she could confide in. These people around her are the worst" 

"Worse than Sameera's?" 

"Comparatively? Yes, Sameera won't survive this situation, at least her father did care for her" 

Erik sighed and stepped away from him before anyone would get suspicious, the less these people know about him, the better.

As you stepped down, Loki looked at you, he truly wished he was the one taking you to the gym, he wished he was the one getting to sit next to you and he definitely missed holding your soft little hands as you would tease him and joke around with him. He made you so happy and now he was hurting you the same way they all did, he took away your safe haven and he couldn't have been more disappointed in himself.

"Let's go" you told Erik and he followed you immediately. As soon as you were out of his sight Loki took out his phone and texted you, he shouldn't have, he knew that, he should just stop hurting both of you but he was worried about you, your indifference made him wary, he didn't want you to do something awful, like your mother did. 

You asked him to stop texting you and for a moment he did, what else were you expecting? He didn't text you back for a few minutes but then you received another message and your heart skipped a beat,

He didn't respond to you after that and you didn't blame him, what did he mean when he said worst comes to worst you won't pick him? Maybe you should have responded with that instead of being bitchy about Suzannah. It wasn't his fault that your dad wanted to take him with them. 

"Are you alright mam?" Erik asked you and you nodded

"So you married?" You asked him and he nodded in response. Darn it!!! you can't even use him to make Loki jealous now. The fact that the thought even crossed your mind made you feel like such a horrible person. 

You couldn't sit still, Loki didn't respond to you and it was making you so anxious. Was he done? Like finally done? He wasn't wrong though, you didn't belong to him and you were getting married to Steve. Did that bother him? You knew it would bother you if the situation were reversed, you felt extremely jealous about him sleeping with Paris. Maybe he felt the same, maybe he wanted you more than just a friend.

Three days passed somehow, he didn't text you and you somehow controlled yourself to not do it either. You saw bitchannah's Instagram post where she clicked a picture of him sneakily and posted with the caption "Hottest bodyguard ever or what?" 

It was nice to see people ripping her off in the comment section for invading his privacy and then others were concerned because she was engaged. Serves her right. 

He did look hot though, you couldn't deny that. 

"Are you okay mam?" Erik asked you and you smiled at him. He wasn't as standoffish as you expected him to be, he was kind of friendly but you didn't feel like you could trust him just yet.

"I think I'm coming down with a flu or something but I'll be fine" you told him and he nodded. He took out his phone as you looked away and texted loki immediately.

When you reached the mansion, you showered and changed into a loose t-shirt and shorts. 

Everytime you got sick, you missed your mom more than ever, she would always get so worried and even cried whenever you had a fever, your eyes teared up as you thought about her. You started to feel chills so you upped the temperature and decided to take a nap but it didn't last for long, you woke up when you heard a knock on the door, you swore to yourself that if it was Steve you'd strangle him. But to your surprise it wasn't Steve, it was Loki.

You turned around to get inside, leaving the door open for him to do whatever he wished to do there, 

"How are you?" He asked you so you shrugged and crossed your arms 

"Fineee why" 

"You don't look fine, you look sick" 

"How does one look sick?" You asked him and he chuckled

"Maybe look at yourself in the mirror?" he stepped towards you so you took a step back 

"Can we talk?" He asked you and you shook your head. Your eyes teared up because of how much it hurt to just be standing in front of him again. You have missed him undoubtedly, you have missed being held by him. The last three days were filled with agony, self doubt and feelings of abandonment.

"What did you mean when you said when worst comes to worst I won't pick you?" You asked him and his eyes teared up, maybe he should just be honest with you, maybe his fate wouldn't be so cruel this time around.

"You'd pick Steve and this life, as much as it hurts you to go through this, you must be somewhat addicted to this lifestyle of riches. I can't give you this life, I never could and you might think that you have feelings for me but a few months down the line you'd see that there's not much to me except passionate nights of lovemaking and promises of being together forever. I'm just another man you'd tire yourself with soon and then you'd wish to return to all this lavishness that you are familiar with" you wiped your tears as he finished his sentence. He thought you enjoyed this lifestyle and if you had an option you wouldn't give up on all of this? Well he was wrong, so wrong. 

"And you came to this conclusion because —?" 

"Because I have been through this before, you asked me to not fight for you, to not stand up to Steve, to not protect you from these monsters. You expect me to just sit back and watch them kill you slowly and I can't do that" you looked down as he said that. That's what he heard that night and you didn't blame him for reaching such a conclusion, maybe he had his own reasons for thinking of you that way. You wanted to ask him about how he has been through it before but it didn't seem like a good time.

"You heard all that..but you missed the part where I said that you mean too much to me and I would never want to lose you?" As soon as he heard that, he felt shattered, you did say that to him but he only focused on the negatives that fed his insecurities because of Sameera and other women before her. All of them wanted to fuck him, none of them wanted to stick around to get to know him deeper than that. He was just a bodyguard, his job was too hectic for a proper relationship, they had all sorts of excuses so he didn't really expect the daughter of the richest man in New York to pick him above everything else. He didn't feel worthy enough for you. 

"Darling" he walked towards you to grab you in his arms but as soon as he pulled you closer, he could feel the heat radiating off your body and it wasn't the good kind either.

"You're sick baby, you need a doctor" you shook your head and tried to get away from him but he kept you in a tight hold. You didn't have much strength left to fight off everyone around you, you felt tired and sick, not just physically but in every sense of the word.

"Come with me" he grabbed your arm and dragged you out of your room, as he stepped downstairs Steve and Suzzanah glared at both of you, 

"She's sick, she needs to go to the hospital" he told them and Steve chuckled.

"We just got back from the trip and of course she's sick, must have missed her three days worth of attention right?" He said callously and Loki's jaw clenched

"She's burning up" 

"Then take her" Suzzanah told him so he dragged you away with him again, he really wanted to pick you up but he didn't want to cause more problems for you, he made you sit down on the backseat and sat next to you, then he asked Adrian to drive towards the hospital.

"Hey come here, lay your head down darling" he made you lie down in his lap and he could see your eyes drifting off, the fever was increasing every moment and he was so scared. 

"Keep your eyes on me alright?" He told you and you nodded, it was nice to be held like that even though you felt as if this would be the last time you'd ever get to feel such a comforting embrace 

"I don't want to get fixed" you mumbled, your voice sounded hoarse and weak and it made his eyes tear up. 

"Don't you dare say that, look at me.. hey look at me" he mumbled and tapped on your cheek with his palm ever so softly.

"It's okay..I'm done, I'm so done Loki" 

"No you are not done you hear me? You can't give up like this" you mustered a slight chuckle as he said that.

"Why not? I have done it before" 

His eyes widened as you said that. 

"What do you mean hmm?" He asked you and you clutched onto him. You passed out after you finished your words, leaving him shocked even more. He should have known, he should have seen it. The girl in his arms was so broken, it shouldn't have been surprising.

"I'm the reason why you were appointed to protect me, I'm the one that hired a Hitman to kill myself" 

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[powermakar]

I love what you wrote for ethan Edward's!

Would you be able to do something where the reader got in a car accident or something or had to get surgery and ethan is there with her the whole time?

Don't Say Goodbye- Ethan Edwards

my requests are still open!

I'm not a medical professional of any sort so I have no idea how accurate the injuries mentioned are. And I'm sorry from switching from using Nick to Blanks so often.

words: 1,830 (I kinda got carried away)

Ethan Edwards x Fem!reader

Ethan was at practice when he was pulled aside by one of the assistant coaches. “Ethan, I need you to quickly get showered and changed and meet me in my office.” coach said skating to the exit of the rink. What could be wrong?  Practice just started 15 minutes ago. Was it about a bad pass he made in the last game? No, that would be addressed on ice or in one of those film reviews. I had talked to my parents right before I walked into Yost and I saw y/n this morning. My mind was going a million miles an hour working on auto-pilot as I got showered and changed. 

“You wanted to see me, coach?” I asked walking to his office.

“Ethan, can you please sit down? I don’t want you standing for this” coach said solemnly. Ok what the actual fuck is going on, coach never speaks with that tone. So in conclusion, something bad has happened and I need to be prepared for this. 

“What is going on?” I ask fidgeting with the sleeve of my hoodie. 

“It is about y/n” my pulse quickened at the mention of my girlfriend’s name. “She was in a really bad car accident, I do not know what her injuries are or how bad they are” You couldn’t hear what coach was saying anymore. Panic soared through your veins and it got hard to breathe. Your lungs felt like they had collapsed, the room was spinning, your ears were ringing, and you suddenly got nauseous. Is this what a panic attack was like? You had never felt out of control as you did now. Gripping the arms of the chair to stand up but you couldn't get your legs to move, you couldn't do anything at all. 

“Ethan, you look pale I'm going to get you some water” coach said passing you a trash can. You just looked down at it confused. “In case you throw up or something” he said walking off.

“I need to get to the hospital like now.” you said walking to the door. Coach just blocked the door. 

“You are in no state to be able to drive so Blanks is going to drive you”. You didn't care who was driving, you just cared about getting to the hospital to see your girlfriend. 

The whole way to the hospital you were a complete mess. Messing with all the different buttons on the dash to rolling the window up and down around 20 times. “I am so nervous Nick” you whispered”.

“Oh, so we are on a first name basis now?” he said trying to crack a joke. You didn’t find it funny so you just sent him a glare. “Ok, I’m sorry I just want to make this situation a little lighter. “Ethan you really need to calm down, I’m sure y/n is just there for precautionary measures” he tells you. 

“I guess so Blanks, but I’m still nervous as hell. I can not let anything happen to her, I love her too much” You say with tears building up in your eyes. He just looks over at you with a small smile. The rest of the drive is in complete silence, you too nervous to speak and Nick did not want to make you feel uncomfortable any more than he already did.  

Blanks barely put his truck into park before you jumped out and ran towards the hospital entrance. “I’m here to see y/n y/l/n, what room is she in?” you ask the front desk lady. She looks you up and down and turns back to her computer.

“Are you family or on her emergency contact list?” She asks. 

“Yes I’m on her emergency contact list, my name is Ethan Edwards.” By this time Nick has walked through the doors and is standing next to you. 

“Y/n is in room 304 on the third level” With that the lady points to the elevators. You and Blanks walk into the elevator and hit the button for the third floor. You could barely stand still at this point, rocking back and forth on your feet. 

Nick looks over at you and says, “it is going to be ok”. 

When the two of you walk out of the elevator dread consumes your whole body. The third floor is the ICU unit, the unit where y/n is. Nick put a hand on your shoulder reassuring you that he was still here for you. You looked at him and started to walk down the hall. You stopped at room 304, just staring at the door. “I don’t think I can do this Blanks” you whisper. 

“Yes, you can. I’ll stay out here to give you some space” he says. With that, you gently open the door and walk into your girlfriend’s room. The sight before you was enough for you to stop in your tracks and look up to the ceiling to hold back your tears. 

Tubes. Tubes were all over her body, from IVs in her arms and hands to oxygen tubes in her nose. There was a lot of beeping too. Beeping to signify that her heart was still beating. Bruises and bandages also covered her body. It was hard to look at your girlfriend but you knew you had to push through that and get to her side. 

You pulled up a chair to her hospital bed and grabbed her hand that did not have an IV in it. Fuck people who say men shouldn’t cry. Tears were streaming down your face, you couldn't stand to look at the love of your life like this. You were so used to seeing a special gleam in her eyes and a smile set on her face at all times. 

The doctor came in to explain y/n’s injuries and the severity of them. A broken wrist, a broken thumb, 2 fractured ribs, a grade 4 concussion, and many cuts around her body. But those didn’t sound too bad. Shouldn't she just be in a regular hospital room?

Before you could ask why y/n was in the ICU the doctor had told you why. “She was slipping in and out of consciousness until about 30 minutes ago. She has not woken up since and she had some trouble breathing on her own. She does not have anything blocking her passageway and she does not have a punctured lung. So we believe that the trouble came from the stress that was put on her body. We have Miss. y/l/n in the ICU just so we can keep a closer look on her in case anything changes”. Well, at least you knew why she was in the ICU now. It still did not make you feel any less nauseous. 

“How is she?” Blanks ask while sitting in the chair next to you. 

“She’s ok. Well, she’s not ok obviously but it could be a lot worse.” You paused for a moment before continuing “I can not believe this actually happened. I just saw her this morning making toast in my kitchen. She was talking about how excited she was for my parents to come to town so she could finally meet them. Now I don't even know if she'll be able to meet them.” 

“Y/n is a strong woman, I know she will make it through this so don't even say that” Blanks says

“Thank you for being here” you respond. 

That night you ended up sleeping in the uncomfortable hospital chairs, not that you got much sleep anyways. You were too scared to leave y/n side and go home. Blanks had left around 6 pm after asking you 20 times if it was ok to leave after you told him to go home and to actually get some good sleep. You were woken up by a nurse coming to check y/n’s vitals and you couldn't fall back asleep after that. 

You decided talking to y/n would be a good idea to calm your nerves a little. Talking to her always made you a little less nervous before big games, even though she wouldn't respond, it would still be worth a shot. “Y/n I can't stand to see you like this and that I can't do anything at all. It honestly breaks my heart into a thousand different pieces. I love you so much and I do not want to lose you. I want to grow as a better person with you, I want to get married and have two kids. I want to grow old with you. You are the love of my life, y/n and I don't ever want to say goodbye to you.” Tears were running down your face at a rapid pace so you walked out of the room and leaned on the wall across from her room. 

You walked around the hospital for a little bit to clear your mind and move your body after sitting in those awful chairs for so long. When you got back to y/n’s room Blanks was sitting there with a stupidly large teddy bear and a bag of food. “I figured you haven't eaten in a while since I know you would never touch food from the cafeteria” he says handing you the bag.

“Thank you but why do you have a giant teddy bear?”

“The rest of the team heard about the accident so we decided to get y/n it” 

“She’ll love it” you laugh. 

After you finished eating you went back to your chair and grabbed y/n’s hand. For the next hour or so you just talked to Blanks about upcoming games until you felt y/n squeeze your hand. “Wait Nick shut up for a second” you say. This made him stop talking quickly. “Come on y/n do it again, squeeze my hand”. Y/n did it again. “Nick go get a nurse or a doctor or something. I think she is waking up”. Blanks ran out of the room looking for someone. 

Y/n opened her eyes and looked at you. “Hi, gorgeous” you said moving a piece of hair away from her face. “I’m so glad you are awake, I couldn't look at you laying here unconscious for much longer”. She just squeezed your hand and motioned towards the sink. It took a minute to figure out that she wanted a glass of water. So you filled up a glass and gave it to her, she ended up drinking the whole thing in ten seconds. 

“Ethan don't say goodbye to me. Ever.” Your girlfriend says. 

“You heard all of that?” 

“I heard every sentence, and one day I want to get married and grow old with you too. I love you so, so much Ethan. Words can't even describe it” 

“I love you too y/n” you say bending down to kiss her.

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[lutawolf]

Between Us Episode 11 Commentary and Review

Damn, but these boys are bringing me to my knees. So with the chaos of yesterday. I watched the show but didn't do a review. But I also didn't want to skip it totally. So here we go.

"You're such a good person. Too good and you make me afraid. I'm afraid that when you make me feel special...It is, in fact...you're just being like this to everyone." This fucking killed me, guys. Slayed me. I'm going to give you correct subs in this next bit because there are differences. "I'm afraid, Hia. I'm afraid that It's just all in my head. You know me better than anyone. You know what I like. And what I don't like. But I'm a piece of shit, I only know your coffee order." So Team is actually telling Hia why he can't be mad at him for not wanting to be his boyfriend. He is saying that he realizes he isn't good enough. Go sob, I know I am. That's when we see Win break down. Like fuck. These boys kill me!!! Also, when Team asks "can we at least try" That should have been subbed as "But whatever it is, if Hia, you think it isn't the right time yet, can I try first, Hia?" Say a huge thank you to @notfreetoday for all the sub help. You can find more from her here.

Finally, Finally! They are communicating. They both tell each other that they love each other. "You're crying like a baby." Um, Win. Have you seen your face? Then he goes on to raz each other about being off tune. Same Team, same.

Sexy time! Maybe it's the music, but there seems to be a gentleness that wasn't there before. It's in the way they stay close as they shed clothes. This is much more love making than just sex. There is still that Dominance from Win, but it's softer. If you're wondering in what way he is showing Dominance, just watch the hand placement. It's not about who is on top, it's about who is in control.

I love that they were holding hands where anyone could see until the friend group. Which all know about them. I'm not really sure what you are nervous about Team, but I like that Win is upset but not pushy.

"You're a lucky guy, Hia. You met the first one, and he's good-looking. Nice behavior too. Plus, he's such a good guy." "You're so annoying. Always getting on my nerves. And so damn stubborn. But... I also love you so damn much as well." Then tries to kiss Team who smacks him. Yes, that is something a brat would do. Team had a limit and Win was going to over step it. Still, Win reprimanded him. Even challenged him. So cute! Causing the brat to stick out his tongue again.

This brat and Brat Tamer were made for each other. No joke. That parking lot argument was too cute. "Wait up boyfriend!" 🤣🤣🤣 This whole episode is nothing but mush, and I'm loving it!

I adore that we see several different couples. Those that really do up valentine, and then you have the crazy couple. Their love is just as solid, but they are more casual. Don't hate me, people, but the broccoli scene was just okay. It didn't hit the feels the way the original broccoli scene did.

I've started to like the brother and eyebrows. Bro, you got to forgive eyebrows. He's a good guy. Then we get more love and support from WinTeam in the hospital. I love how Team tells Win to take his time, that he is by his side. Then we flash to Win dropping Team off and Team pushes all anxiety aside to support his boyfriend. I love it! This is someone who really knows what's important.

The whole forgiveness scene makes me really uncomfortable. Like I was enjoying it until the kneeling point. I think it's because I feel like the father is more at fault? In a D/s relationship, a submissive would not kneel before their Dom if the Dom fucks up. So I think that's where my feelings are coming from.

"Yes, I will marry you!" 🤣🤣🤣

Team waited up for him! There has been a huge growth, now that he knows where he is standing.

Really cute episode. I enjoyed it so much. I wish pacing were better. I still love it though and can't wait for next week! 💜💜💜

#between us the series #between us #win x team #winteam #teamwin #luta opinions #luta talks kink #luta talks winteam #coconuts mafia

[reanimatedandmedicated]

I want to matter. To be seen, known, valued. There are people that do, but my fucking brain won't allow me. Screaming voices in my head critique everything I say and do, preaching that it is only a mask that they care for. That I am evil, useless, broken. A discarded tool, a blade too dull to ever be wielded. Shame, insecurity, loathing- I'll give my body, but only carefully, sheepishly, apologetically. I'll give my brain, nervous, confused, erratic, unstable.

I'll give it all, and beg for you to put me down before you end up cutting yourself on the jagged edges. Go to pick me up, and all I'll ever see is how far I now stand to fall again when I'm once again replaced. I'll always be the girl that wasn't good enough, that wasn't attractive enough, that wasn't wealthy enough, stable enough, confident enough. I'll always be the dodged bullet, the name that is either winced at or mocked upon mention, if I'm even mentioned at all. I'll always be the one that disappointed.

I go to therapy, and I can't bear to help this stupid girl. Shes caused all my problems, this bitch in the mirror, and i hate her so, so much. Why should I show her any mercy? I'll dole out money for friends, volunteer at shelters, give my bus passes away, but really, who am I fooling? My function is to serve, but never engage. Lurking in old chats and servers, keeping abreast of goings on, too afraid too say anything or even leave a little heart. I am not of the people, I am an observer. I will always be some stranger pantomiming the best attempt at humanity I can force.

Do I evoke smiles? My sincerest wish, for those close to me, is to be a source of comfort and happiness. But who can fondly recall the flight risk, punching orderlies and attempting to eat the nurses? Who can have warm recollections of the girl who cried and begged like some animal when she ought have shown grace? I will stay in the periphery, silhouette out the corner of everyone's eye. I'll keep myself where I belong. I tried to step out, gently coaxed for over half a decade only to be thrown aside and have the future I broke my body for awarded to someone else.

I secretly hate those that care sometimes. I hate them, when I want nothing more than to let go, and I am smothered by the assurances that numbing my pain will hurt their feelings. My salvation, my punishment, will be traumatizing and scary. So I pop the pills, pretend to be well enough to carry on, drown myself in cheap booze whenever I dance too close to the razor's edge. Hoping that the white of my smile can offset the fresh red on my limbs, but color theory was never something I learned.

I joke about villainy and lean into it for fun, but it's also. What else can I be? I'll always be the bad guy, the unstable shock story, the melancholy memory. I'll always be a fucking problem, at least I can aestheticize it. The guilt I feel looks best in leather and neon.

Another night sober, first sober night this week, and I'm already losing. I can't tell if the burning on my arms or the horrible thirst- I can't tell which of them is stronger.

A lit cigarette extinguished in my leg jolts me back to typing. With enough imagination, one could even pretend it to be the warmth of a finger brushing up against these lichtenberg relics.

I'll survive and live to regret another day spent.

There's a girl in my bed tonight. Her name is Brandy, and she's so tempting. Inviting. She whispers such sweet promises. I will be held, warmed, from the inside. Sweet bliss of emaciated and stunted thought, too brittle to hurt, too abstract to scare.

No, not another sober night. Not tonight. The walls are crawling, and they chitter among themselves in gossip not heard but felt, gazes not beheld but tasted. They hate me. I hate me too. I'll give them a show.

Bottom's up, and goodnight.

#goodnight #vent #hurt

[mrsfrecklesmarauders]

Lily was sick and tired of her sister treating her like trash. Lily thought perhaps there had been a time when Petunia was nicer, when they were kids. But now that Lily had grown, she realized Petunia had been nice only because she wanted something from Lily. It hurt, because Lily loved her sister.

Petunia had a strong personality, she had friends, she went to parties, she had always been the rebel girl. She had constant fights and tantrums with their parents. But she always got what she wanted. At the end, their parents gave in. Especially their mum who had a soft spot for Petunia.

On the other hand, Lily was sweet, calm and obedient. She didn't cause much trouble. She didn't have much friends and she preferred to stay home and read a book than going out. Lily had a nice relationship with her parents. She liked spending time with them. And perhaps that made her boring, like Petunia said.

There were times when the two sisters got along. But when Petunia was in a bad mood, it was impossible to talk to her.

"Nobody gets me. Nobody understands" Petunia used to cry "I have issues as well. Mum and dad don't pay me attention like they do to you"

When Petunia said things like that, Lily felt guilty. She didn't want to be the favorite child. She didn't want Petunia to hate her.

Lily needed to take advantage of the times when Petunia was in a good mood and she wanted to spend time with Lily. It was a good sign that Petunia wanted to spend her 22nd birthday with Lily.

"Of course I want you here, Lily" she had said over the phone "You are my sister after all, right?"

Lily's heart was filled with joy and hope. So she really got excited about that birthday dinner. Lily bought Petunia something nice, something she would like as a present. And she also spent the whole day choosing the perfect outfit.

"You look gorgeous, love" James said when he saw her. Honestly, she could never do this without him.

"Thanks..." Lily swallowed "Do you think I look too elegant with this dress? Petunia said it was something casual..."

"You look perfect, Lily" James squeezed her hand "I love that dress"

Lily bit her lip "It is the first birthday I actually spend with her in 7 years. I've been at Hogwarts and I couldn't go home. Of course I called her and made sure my parents gave her the present I prepared for her... But I feel awful for not actually being there... And now that we graduated I can finally spend her birthday with her... So of course I am nervous... "

"Lily..." James grabbed her face "It's not like you didn't want to be with her. We lived in a boarding school in fucking Scotland. It's not your fault... And she is your sister. You don't have to be nervous"

Lily sighed "I want to show her how much I care"

"I think that what you do for her is more than enough"

It wasn't the first time Lily visited Petunia and Vernon's place. She went there to help them move in last year. And she had been there a couple of times with her mum. But it was the first time she came here with James.

The house was big and pretty elegant. Vernon's family had a lot of money. And even if James was as rich or even richer, he still was surprised.

"Woow! You have a nice place, Petunia"

"Yeah, it's alright" Petunia shrugged "I am glad you could come"

Lily smiled when Petunia hugged her.

"Happy Birthday, Tuney!" Lily gave her her present.

"Thank you, Lily" Petunia gave her a small smile. But she didn't open the present, she put it aside.

"How does it feel to be a year older?" James asked trying to make a joke.

"Yeah, thank you for reminding me I am getting old..."

"I mean you look great" James chuckled nervously "Each year more beautiful"

Petunia raised an eyebrow.

"Stop flirting with my sister, James" Lily joked as well.

"Okay" James shrugged, laughing a little.

But Petunia didn't find it funny.

"Please come in" she said "Vernon and his friends are in the living room"

"Thank you"

James and Lily stepped in.

"Why are you wearing an apron?" Lily asked her sister.

"I am making dinner"

"You're cooking? On your birthday?"

"What is the big deal, Lily?" Petunia shrugged "I like to cook"

"Okay..."

Lily had promised herself to not make Petunia angry and actually have a good time together on her birthday. Like sisters should.

"Do you need any help?"

James always a gentleman. Lily adored him.

"Lily can help me" Petunia said and Lily smiled "James, men are drinking in the living room. You should join them"

James and Lily exchanged looks.

"Really, I have no problem in helping. They say I am a great chef"

"Great chef?" Lily snorted "How about that chocolate tart that exploded on your mum's kitchen?"

"I don't know what are you talking about"

Lily laughed "Poor Effie had to clean that up for weeks"

"Sirius and I told you that in confidence, Lily"

Lily giggled.

Petunia faked a smile.

"Let's get you to see Vernon first"

Lily and James tried to fit in with Petunia and Vernon's circle. It wasn't easy.

James made conversation with most of the people there. He was always nice. He had the capacity of making everyone like him. Not like Lily who tried so hard and ended up being weird anyway.

Lily felt like a fish out of the sea. But luckily, James was there to make things easier. He held her hand. He whispered in her ear how beautiful she was. And he made fun of people's ways of talking. That made Lily laugh.

"Potter, let me get you a drink" Vernon said, patting his shoulder.

"Oh! Cheers, Vernon" he smiled "A beer is fine"

"A beer?" Vernon laughed and his male friends did as well "Let me get you a real drink.... I have the best whiskey around Europe"

"Oh, cool..."

"You have to see my bar" Vernon added, expecting James to follow him.

James looked at Lily.

"It's okay, babe. Go" she smiled, although she didn't want James to leave "I'll see if Tuney needs help"

"Okay" James kissed her cheek before following Vernon and his mates.

Lily gave James a sweet smile. At least Vernon was being nice with him. Not like last time.

Lily was forced to go to the kitchen where all the women where.

Lily learned that Petunia's friends liked to stay in the kitchen to gossip about their partners. It was mostly girl talk about men. Lily tried to chat with them but she didn't know these people very well. She wished she could be with James. Lily wondered how bored he would be with Vernon and the others. Although James Potter never got bored. He was the life of the party everywhere he went.

"Your boyfriend is nice, Lily" Marge said as she served herself some wine.

Lily didn't like Vernon's sister. She had been a bitch to Lily even since they met. Always putting her down.

"Oh... Yeah he is amazing" Lily said as she continued chopping some carrots.

"I always thought you would end up with that creepy friends of yours..."

Lily stopped cutting the carrots.

"Marge..." Petunia warned.

"Oh, the one with greasy hair and big nose?" Marge continued anyway "What was his name again?"

"Severus..." Lily whispered. She didn't want to remember everything Severus did to her, how much he had lied and manipulated her. It hurt to say his name.

"Severus, right!" Marge nodded "Was he your boyfriend?"

"Lily has an ex?" One of Petunia's friends asked. Ruth. "Didn't you say, Tuney, that Potter was her first boyfriend?"

"Honestly, Lily didn't deserve that wanker"

Lily was happy that Petunia defended her. She had always hated Severus. She had always warned Lily about him and she didn't listen.

"Well, who would've thought that you would end up with a cutie like Potter" Marge said.

Lily was disgusted and jealous.

"And he has his own company, that's a plus" Ruth added, with a wink.

"His father owns the company... So.."

"Same thing" Ruth giggled "Does he have cute single friends for you to introduce us?"

"Well..."

Lily almost laughed thinking about Sirius and Remus, and how they were so gay for each other. And there was Peter, he was single... But Peter deserved someone better than these bitches.

"Ruth!" Petunia laughed "I thought you had Paul"

"He doesn't have to know" Ruth laughed like a pig. That Paul lad was with Vernon and the rest downstairs.

"And I meant it for Nancy here"

"Oh!"

Nancy was nice. Lily didn't understand why would she be part of that group. She barely spoke but she was always good with Lily. Apparently the fact that she didn't have a boyfriend bothered her friends.

"I'm fine by myself"

"Honestly you didn't like anyone of Vernon's friends, perhaps you would like James' friends" Ruth tutted.

Marge nodded, then she leaned towards Lily "I checked your boyfriend's social media and look at this gorgeous friend of his" she showed them a picture of Sirius "Tell me he is single, Lily!"

Lily almost told them he had a boyfriend, just to see their faces. But she didn't want to speak about Sirius' life.

"He is with someone..."

"Doesn't matter who she is, I think I will take her boyfriend away..."

If she meant it as a joke, Lily didn't find it funny. But Ruth and Nancy laughed. Luckily Petunia didn't.

"Marge... Could you set the table?" she said with scolding eyes "Dinner is almost ready"

"Sure" Marge shrugged and walked away to the dinning room.

"Sorry" Petunia whispered to Lily as Ruth and Nancy began talking about something else.

"It's okay" Lily smiled. She was so glad her sister was on her side "Dinner smells great"

"Yeah"

"It's nice that you wanted to cook for everyone" Lily added "I honestly would've just ordered a pizza" she giggled.

"Lily, don't be simple" Petunia rolled her eyes "I cannot just give pizza to my guests... Are you insane?"

Lily didn't say anything else.

Dinner was torture. They ate with the boys but their conversation was only between them. Lily noticed that when one of the girls made a comment, Vernon completely ignored them. Nobody else seemed to notice this. Lily wanted to ask James, but he was innocently listening to Vernon speak.

Vernon's conversation with his friends consisted on football, taxes, cars and stupid male anecdotes about how he had wanted to punch men who had been flirty with Petunia.

Everyone seemed to find Vernon speech funny, even Petunia. James laughed politely but Lily noticed he was uncomfortable. Lily wanted to tell Vernon to shut up.

"Babe, the smash potatoes are cold. You should have learned to use the microwave by now"

Vernon said it as a joke. And everyone laughed.

Lily was losing patience. She squeezed James' hand under the table.

"Very funny, sweetheart" Petunia smiled and kissed Vernon's cheek as she stood up "I'll heat this up"

Lily was going to say something "Hey Ver..."

"Everything is delicious, Petunia" James interrupted "You are an incredible cook"

"Oh, she is the best" Vernon kissed her hand "You should try her meat pie. Isn't it the best, Lily?"

That was the first time Vernon spoke to her during the night.

"Yeah it is wonderful" You stupid wanker.

"Darling, bring more wine from the cellar. The best you can find. And more glasses"

"Yeah sure"

Petunia smiled and walked to the kitchen. Didn't Vernon have fucking legs to do it himself? Petunia had done enough and it was her freaking birthday.

Vernon continued talking about himself again. Lily couldn't stand it anymore. She stood up and followed her sister. Even if James tried to stop her.

Petunia didn't seem upset or anything. She was heating the mash potatoes as if nothing had happened.

"Why do you let him treat you like that?" Lily asked.

Petunia turned.

"Excuse me?"

"Vernon..." Lily pointed to the door "He practically humiliated you out there. I don't like the way he orders you things. He hasn't done anything to help with dinner"

Petunia crossed her arms.

"Don't you fucking start with Vernon, okay, Lily?"

"Tuney" Lily sighed "You don't deserve this..."

"I don't deserve what?" Petunia snapped "Vernon is my husband and he is a gentleman with me"

"A gentleman?" Lily snorted.

"You have no fucking idea about my relationship, Lily. So don't medle just like I don't medle between you and Potter" Petunia tutted "And trust me, I have a lot of things to say about Potter"

"There's nothing wrong about James" Lily whispered.

"Vernon treats me like a queen and I love him" Petunia continued "He is amazing with me. And if I cooked tonight or if I want to pass him things is because I freaking want to! I like making him meals and helping him out"

"That's not right, Tuney" Lily shook her head "He is not supposed to get used to you serving him...."

"Oh shut up, Lily!" Petunia rolled her eyes "Don't bring me that stupid feminist bullshit"

"It is not feminine bullshit!" Lily exclaimed "Is the truth! Tuney you might not see it now but..."

"This is unbelievable" Petunia snorted and shook her head "You cannot stand that I am happy, can you?"

"Tuney..."

"You are so selfish, always thinking about yourself. Because Lily must have the perfect life. Lily must have the perfect boyfriend. Lily must always be right!"

Lily let out a surprised chuckle.

"Selfish? All I've done this evening is try to like you and your friends. I wanted us to get along"

"Do you want me to get along with the person who comes here and talks shit about my husband?"

"Tuney" Lily sighed "Vernon is..."

"Vernon is the love of my life" Petunia spat with tears in her eyes "I married him because I love him, he is my husband and the father of my future child"

Lily was taken aback.

"What? Are you...."

"We were going to announce it after dinner" Petunia interrupted "I am pregnant"

Lily didn't know what to say. Part of her was happy for Tuney and the fact that she would be an aunt. But she really thought Petunia deserved better than Vernon. She didn't like that asshole.

"Tuney..."

"I shouldn't have listened to mum when she insisted to invite you" Petunia said "You really ruin things, Lily. You are always fucking my life"

Now it was Lily's turn to cry.

"You only invited me because mum made you?"

Lily really thought her sister liked her, cared for her. She really thought they could have a good relationship like other sisters. But Petunia hated her. Petunia would never like Lily.

"You should freaking leave, Lily"

Lily blinked tears when James walked into the kitchen.

"Everything, alright?"

"We are leaving, James" Lily sniffed and wiped her tears away "We are leaving now"

James looked worriedly between the two sisters. Petunia blinked away the tears and took the smash potatoes out of the microwave.

"I better take this to Vernon" Petunia said "I will tell him you suddenly didn't feel well and you had to leave"

"Hey, Petunia..."

"This is none of your business, Potter" Petunia interrupted "Just take her home" and she walked out of the kitchen.

"Lils..."

"Let's just get out of here, James" Lily pleaded.

James simply nodded. And Lily loved him for not insisting.

James went into the living room to retrieve their jackets and Lily's purse. He gave everyone a silly excuse about Lily feeling ill. Lily was glad she didn't have to say goodbye.

Once inside James' car, Lily broke down crying. James wrapped his arms around her.

"It's okay, baby" he said as he kissed her head gently.

When Lily calmed down, she told everything to James.

"Didn't you notice how much of an asshole Vernon was with my sister?" she asked "I mean what a bunch of sexist wankers! Girls belong in the kitchen. And boys are supposed to be assholes with them? What was that?..."

"Yeah I noticed that"

"Why didn't you say something?" Lily asked "Of course you don't care because you are a boy..."

"No no Lily... It's not that" James shook his head "I didn't want to be rude inside your sister's house. I didn't want to cause trouble. I thought you wouldn't like that"

"What did you talk with Vernon and the rest of his friends?"

James shrugged "Just rugby, footie and they asked me about my dad's company. Vernon was actually being nice to me"

"Because you are male. But he ignored all of Tuney's female friends... Even his bitchy sister!"

James grabbed her hand.

"I am sorry I left you alone" he said "I shouldn't have gone with them"

Lily laughed "It's okay, James. I know you are not like them"

"Aren't you going to cook me dinner tomorrow, woman?"

Lily raised an eyebrow.

James smiled "I was joking.... Sorry, bad joke"

Lily smiled and shook her head.

"I would never treat you like that. I will always treat you like the queen you are"

Lily looked down.

"I really wanted to get along with Tuney but all of it was awful. Those people suck"

James nodded "The steak was great though" he smiled "Not even my mum buys such an expensive steak..."

Lily smiled "Yeah the steak was really good"

"And you didn't taste it but Vernon's whiskey was really good"

"The wine was amazing!"

"See? At least we had a delicious posh dinner"

That made Lily laugh.

"You are the definition of posh"

"I don't go around bragging about..." then he imitated Vernon's irritating voice "my collection of liquors and my fancy furniture... Or my new HDTV.... Or my new fancy car..."

Lily giggled even more.

"Vernon's car is fine though..."

"Aah... Hello? I dream about that car"

Lily smiled.

"I love you" she said "I love the way you are..."

James smiled, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"I love you more"

"And I love how amazing our friends are, not stupid and superficial like them"

"Our friends are pretty great" James nodded.

Lily smiled and moved to face her boyfriend.

"When we live together..."

"Oh?"

"And we have people over, let's not worry about fancy dinners and fine liquors and dressing up elegantly.... The important thing will be to have fun, okay?"

James smiled widely "Okay..."

"We'll order pizza and drink beer and cheap vodka"

"Cheap vodka is the best"

Lily giggled "And everyone could walk in the kitchen. Everyone will help cook or wash the dishes. And we will all have conversations, boys and girls. Adults and kids. Our house will be a welcoming place for everyone. They can even stay to sleep if they want..."

James giggled.

"And we will not care if our guests are well dressed or if they have a job, or a partner, if they are gay or not... Our dinners will be friendly and welcoming and actually fun!"

Lily smiled.

"So you want to live with me?" James asked with a mischievous smirk.

Lily blushed.

"Yeah, some day..." Lily bit her lip "Only if you want to"

"I love you so much, gorgeous" James gave her a sweet kiss "Absolutely I do! Let's get married"

Lily's heart stopped for a second.

"Don't joke, James"

James looked into her eyes.

"I am not joking"

Lily laughed "James, we are eighteen... I need to finish Uni. You need to go to Uni. I am going to become the best journalist in the country..." Lily smiled "And you are going to be the best Rugby Player to ever exist. And only then we can marry"

Lily thought about what she said to Petunia when she got engaged with Vernon. She was only 20 years old. She had a whole life ahead of her. She wasn't doing well at Uni according to their mum. But Lily knew if she found a career she liked, she would be great at it. But Petunia left Uni to marry Vernon and she didn't care about anything else. Now she had married an asshole and she was expecting a baby from him.

Lily needed to do the things right. Even if James was perfect and Lily was so in love with him.

"So I will get to marry you in about ten years till all these things happen?" James asked.

"I think 28 is a perfect age for marriage, don't you?" Lily giggled.

"I waited for you for you to date me for six years, I can wait ten more"

Lily hit his arm gently.

"You wanker"

But she loved him.

James smiled.

"Let's get you home"

Lily nodded. She was exhausted.

James drove away leaving Petunia's neighborhood behind. And Lily hoped her sister would be okay.

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