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nikatyler · 4 months

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🌈 2023 ✨

Another year is over so it's time for a look back at what was happening on this blog! I haven't really been around, it was just my queue, and maybe that's one reason why I looked at my archive and went "huh" at everything. I don't remember much. The other reason why this year probably went poof in my head is because I was dealing with some mental health stuff lol. I say lol but it wasn't actually very lol but I'm doing better now and 2024...is looking promising for now.

So, let's talk more under the cut, shall we?

January

We're in Bridgeport and Sawyer is living his best life. You know, girlfriends, boyfriends, being turned into a vampire, giving birth to three little vampires, threatening to sell his enemies' organs on the black market...best life indeed.

February

Okay I am now seeing that "talking more" about every month will be impossible since I actually don't have much recollection of 2023 lmao

March

Sawyer and Erin are at the best point of their relationship, but we left them alone for a bit and went back to NSB. Pastel just moved to Strangerville and got a...rather strange roommate.

April

The rather strange roommate becomes Pastel's rather strange wife. I love these two so much. We also say hello to Moss -- and also to Ross, who returns from...god knows where. I mean yeah, there was the ts3 Ross, but technically they're two different people. Parallel universes and stuff.

May

Thea is born and strange wife Jesse gets even stranger. That whole "merging with the mother plant" thing was kinda weird but I really enjoyed it. Idk what I was on but it was fun. And then, before returning to the lepacy, I posted my Cottage Living screenshots! ...which were really just me going "uwu what does this do" on every possible Wicked Whims option.

June

...and I went from posting weird WW Ross stuff to posting wholesome Growing Together Ross stuff. If that gave you a whiplash, I am sorry, but imagine what it must be like for me. I'm locked with this guy in my head 24/7. He's the whiplash king. A blorbo to you, a curse to me. A beloved curse tho. Ok I'm getting weird. Back to the lepacy.

July

Lepacy time! Loved the soap opera Generations gen. Kinda wish I had sticked to some of the storylines instead of going "eh nvm I just wanna play". I'm not saying I regret not actually letting Saywer go on a killing spree but also...imagine if he went on a killing spree. You don't see that in lepacies often do ya

August

August was...welp 💀 I was at the grippy socks hospital for most of that month, 10/10 would recommend, but my queue ran out while I was there so I just reblogged some old stuff for a few weeks.

September

September is just lepacy month. Cornelia and Archer are happy, they get married, they get more children...yeah. Good wholesome Generations times all around. It's not like they're gonna get divorced later or anything.

October

The twins are kind of chaotic, one of them turns into a ghost, both then bring their cursed imaginary friends to life...and the final child of Archer and Cornelia is born.

November

I loved running into Sawyer at the grocery store all the time. Weird vampire alleged killer grandpa behavior suits him. Dorothea goes away to a boarding school, hates it there and instantly comes back. Relatable. Oh and midlife crisis hits Archer hard.

December

And we're in December! Dorothea enters her horsegirl era and finds herself a girlfriend...and we'll continue that in 2024!

What's in store for the new year besides the lepacy? Well, Not So Berry will be making a return (and HOPEFULLY we'll finally get to the end. we need to). There's a story I want to do in the NSB universe, if you know you know. Before we dive into the next lepacy generation, I'm thinking of another BC with the gen 7 heir...oh and Marika's Black Widow. Shoot and I'm starting an irl job in January. Yeah no we're not doing all this in 2024, don't count on it 💀 But I'll try.

Happy New Year! 🎇

#ts3 #ts4 #sims 3 #sims 4 #the sims 3 #the sims 4 #sims #simblr #fleur extra #breeze nsb legacy extra

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averysjameson · 2 years

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can we talk about how so many songs on midnights (+ midnights (3 am edition) are averyjameson songs? snow on the beach, labyrinth, sweet nothing, mastermind, the great war, paris, glitch, hits different? but specifically labyrinth and mastermind because?? walk with me here.

uh oh, i'm falling in love oh no, i'm falling in love again oh, i'm falling in love i thought the plane was going down how'd you turn it back around?

bold is avery, regular is jameson, and it's just SO beautiful. avery can't believe she's falling in love because like her mom, she never thought she needed romance, never understood what it felt like for one person to be her everything. with jameson, it was her keeping her at arm's length, trying his hardest to act like she was just a game and a mystery so that if he missed his chance in tig or most of all, that grayson loves avery and avery loves him back (because in his mind, who wouldn't choose grayson, especially over him?), he wouldn't get hurt. but he's falling in love again (and this time it's so much different because it's avery kylie grambs, and with everything that she is, how could he not love her?). i thought the plane was going down / how'd you turn it back around? is my favorite, though, because as nash and grayson said, jameson was self destructive and he was one bad idea away from ruining his life but god, avery made him feel something again, and dare i say, something he has never felt before (because he never truly loved emily)? he didn't want to solve the mystery without avery in tig, and cleaned up his act through thl and tfg. he stopped drinking, he opened up, he knew with every fiber of his being he was capable of horrible things, but because of avery, there are things too precious to gamble. she gave him a purpose again, maybe even for the first time? "i can't hate him, avery kylie grambs, because he brought me you"????

and mastermind?????

what if i told you none of it was accidental and the first night that you saw me i knew i wanted your body

avery "i don't believe in destiny or fate—i believe in choice" and "but unlike toby, i had no regrets. i would have done it—all of it—all over again" grambs?? (and tobias hawthorne wow)

and

no one wanted to play with me as a little kid so i've been scheming like a criminal ever since to make them love me and make it seem effortless this is the first time i've felt the need to confess and i swear i'm only cryptic and machiavellian 'cause i care

if these isn't the most jameson hawthorne lyrics that have ever been written?? it's so funny because everyone complains about him being cryptic and not making any sense with his riddles, being some kind of criminal showing up through fireplaces?? and he wanted so badly for emily to choose HIM but felt deep down that she loved grayson? that everyone loved grayson.

don't even get me started on anti-hero. and avery is you're on your own, kid?? but you're on your own, kid is also toby?? and oh my gosh, bigger than the whole sky is avery and toby ???? that's a post in and of itself. i have some grayson/nash/xander ones too AHH.

i'm absolutely feral this is gonna be an ongoing series ok bye

#it's been a while hi!!!!#i had a feeling midnights was gonna be an averyjameson album but this floored me #i'm still processing omg #so many jameson + toby songs honestly but wow!! WOW!!#i'm SO excited to see more of these and connect these in the brothers hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #jameson winchester hawthorne #avery grambs #avery kylie grambs #avery x jameson #averyjameson #tig #thl #tfg #the inheritance games #the hawthorne legacy #the final gambit #grayson hawthorne

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ghostlyfirenut · 2 years

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Ok I know my last post was like "what if I relapse and lose 20lbs in the next 2 months" and my post before that was like "I'm so happy I grew out of my eating disorder and I'm still skinny and everything is great !!! "

Well , today's post is like , I love that I still have a thigh gap in random situations !!! like I just drank a whole bottle of wine by myself tonight and (would like some more honestly might open another bottle) im feeling the chaos of being a young inexperienced girl thinking about how to create my own money as an independent artist out in the world doing my own thing without a specific boss or company to work for etc like mostly freelance independent contractor starting my own small business and whatnot BUT at least my thigh gap is still just hanging out being present offering small comforts in the middle of this professional "emerging artist" chaos !!!! Like what a small but meaningful comfort to just be chillin in bed "trying to get some work done" and let my knees fall in against each other and there's still a nice lil gap there between my thighs... Like if I flex my thigh muscles it closes but like that's fine it's still there when I'm just chillin without any effort on my part. (If I lose another 10-20 lbs honestly it probably wouldn't close even if I tried to flex my thighs and that was one of my favorite things when I was at my LW was the way my thigh gap was unavoidable and things were constantly falling thru my lap lmfao , like honestly at this point it would probably be annoying to be that skinny /now that I'm working using tools every day like setting your phone/pencil etc on your lap idk it'd be annoying to fall thru all the time; and I don't think I could make it back to that anyway bc I don't want to lose the muscle I've gained but like ,,, 10 pounds ??? I can do that let's make it happen lol )

Anyway lmk if anyone relates to this / I miss the ed community even tho I've been trying to grow out of it like idk I'm 26 there's things to accomplish but I'm already out here relapsing on cigarettes and alcohol and other drugs I might as well embrace the thinspo relapse at this point 🙃

And like it's one thing to be a chubby teenager romanticizing anorexia / just wanting to be skinny for prom etc it's another thing to be like , a college senior who suddenly found the "willpower" to be a "successful anorexic" and you now have to Force yourself to eat food with carbs+protein so you don't pass out in sculpture class again (passing out with welding equipment is fucking scary AF omg) / can keep performing in your dance classes etc ,,, and then it's a Whole 'Nother Thing to be a full grown adult / out of school / out in the ~ real world ~ (briefly felt like I was over the whole thing) but then realizing "the art world" is just as chaotic and disordered as your college environment, it's 1000% ok if you're abusing Adderall and other drugs (except I don't have health insurance so I need an alternative to adderall = caffeine and ed behaviors,, oops, oh well ,,, ) -> -> what matters more, "success" or "wellness" ? ? The vibe is almost like, if you're not disordered are you even a real ""artist"" ?? It's like bro I'm gonna be 27 in a few months and I'm not interested in joining the 27 Club lol let me live with whatever wellness I can manage for myself haha. But also maybe I can lose another 10 lbs and be extra skinny 👀 20 is probably too much / I don't need to be under 100 I've done that I hit that goal I can let it go.......someone remind me when I get to 105 and I'm like "it's not enough!!" Girl it's enough let it go we've been there done that moving on. Lifting 50 lbs > being medically underweight.

Anyway. Long ass rant talking to myself. I'll probably go open a new bottle of wine and regret it in the morning. Main thing!!! I'm fucking free!!!!! I can do whatever I want!!!! I can get fucked up alone tonight/ already applied for a contractor job for next month / already have plans thru December and then feb-may next year, I'm honestly doing great, it's ok if I drink some alcohol and do some drugs . Like, yeah the "wellness" industry is a whole thing, but the "art world" is a whole separate beast - choose which one to focus on. Drugs and wellness don't really mix; drugs and art are kind of a package deal ? I love drugs let's keep doing drugs honestly. It's worked out so far !! (If youre reading this and you don't currently do drugs, pls pls don't feel like you need to do drugs in order to be a successful artist bc it's 100% not like that but also I've been doing drugs for 10 years + trying to stop bc I thought "professionally" it would be a good idea idk , just talking myself thru the fact that all the ~arts professionals~ I've met this summer also do drugs lmfao - not like they'd ever pressure you into it but more they wouldn't care if I do it or not)

Anyway, if you're still reading and you made it this far - life is weird. I'm gonna try to lose 10 pounds and get some more art gigs this season. Balance between wellness and indulgence and everything that comes with drugs vs helping friends find their healthy limits... It's a process we'll see how it goes. Thanks for reading ❤️ I love you always feel free to dm if you need advice ❤️

#thinspo #proana #ed community #idk #i love you #thanks for reading

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windblxmes · 2 years

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Hi! if your taking requests rn, could I request some yandere warriors of hope? (platonic)

I had SpongeBob on in the background while while writing this no regrets

Ok I fucking love this post this is my favorite post ever I fucking love the warriors of hope and I know I keep talking about writing part 2s but I might write a part 2 on my own but if someone gave me a topic to focus on in part 2 tht would really help

You were in your class at Hopes Peak Elementary. Your other classmates were absent but of course they were, you saw what happened. You weren’t a bad kid but the other classes were full so they put you with the bad kids. But you didn’t think they were bad all your classmates usually doted on you they said you were too nice for the world so when you saw them all hanging out without you after school one day you knew something was up. So you followed them and you were shocked they were all about to jump off the roof when someone came up you quickly hid because you didn’t want the person to see you there. The person ended up being Junko Enoshima she took your friends. The things she said to them disturbed you she was supposed to be a symbol of hope but the fact that they agreed with it was even worse. They didn’t wanna leave you behind you heard them say it to her but at the end of the day they did they were promised they could see you again one day and that scared you too you didn’t know what they were going to do and you couldn’t tell a adult for who would believe that the lovely symbol of hope Junko Enoshima could do that. So your classmates were reported missing and quickly forgotten and you were alone. Then the tragedy hit and everyone saw the side of Junko Enoshima you saw and your parents moved you to Towa city to keep you safe. Then the killing school life happened and Junko Enoshima died you thought everything could go back to normal and you can find out what happened to your friends. But then said friends took over Towa and had your parents killed you thought they were gonna kill you as well so you went into hiding. Away from the other kids who would turn you in and the adults who would kill you. “We have to find Y/NNNNNN” said Kotoko. “We’re looking everywhere but she wasn’t home when the monakuma kids got there and if she did come home she would’ve fled right away but with the bridge down she couldn’t leave Towa we’ll find her eventually” said Nagisa. Then one day you met Komaru Naegi and Toko Fukawa and you convinced them to let you come with them and when you went to the adults shelter surprisingly the person who vouched for you was Haiji Towa the reasoning being that he’s met me before and always tried to convince his sister to not do messed up things. But then the monakuma attacked and they took you you passed out of freight on the way back you hoped the monakumas would kill you on sight but I guess they want a public execution. You woke up in a room on a big red bed. You saw a guy in the corner you’ve heard of him he’s Servant of the warriors of hope formerly Nagito Komaeda but he doesn’t like being called that. “So when are they killing me and why am I being treated so well�� Y/N said. He pretended not to hear me and he said that he was gonna escort me to see them now and that they were waiting for me. I was confused but all I could do is follow him. I walked into the room and I closed my eyes waiting to see what they are going to do to me I hear wheelchair wheeling up to me then arms wrap around. “Y/NNNNNN Monaca missed you so muchhh” said Monaca. I opened my eyes and looked around at them they were all smiling at me I was shocked. “I know how it looks but we aren’t gonna hurt you” said Nagisa. “How could we hurt Y/N she’s the best” said Kotoko to Nagisa. You thought to yourself I’m gonna be stuck here awhile aren’t I.

#yandere danganronpa #yandere #yandere warriors of hope

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lemonlurkrr · 3 years

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@aureateart ok. My favourite parts of twilight princess (and some other random thoughts about TP sprinkled in there) taken from my monster TP word vomit google doc :

Link lmao

Ok but for real, I like this incarnation of Link :)

I love Ordon (it just seems like such a chill and cozy village)

ALSO love how easy it is to interpret Link as being a sort of older brother figure to the Ordon kiddos. It’s just,, super cute? AND GHHH nice nice good thanks nintendo for giving me characters to care about/characters that I can imagine Link caring about

He didn’t sign up for any of this (tbh, none of the Links really signed up for this jshdjsd). But I mean like, dude was just going to take a trip to castle town, drop a gift off for the royal family, and come back. But haHA oopsies he did get to castle town eventually but definitely not the way he expected hsjdhsd

He’s just a little dude?

AND FUCK. HE REALLY HAD NEVER BEEN OUTSIDE OF ORDON UNTIL ALL OF THAT

everything is new for the player AND Link

Midna

She’s cool :)

she really just

*teleports into your jail cell* hello whore.

I am no master at writing but AYYYY she do got a character arc!!!

She was actually pretty helpful sometimes, I ALWAYS checked in with her before turning to a game guide

Other NPCs

NICE

Love all of the TP character designs (ASHEI’S ARMOUR??? AOWOAOAOOAO)

Saving Zelda and all of Hyrule was important yea but thinking back maybe it was more like, the Ordonians and the kids were what was pushing Link to keep on going

I like the Resistance members :) Very video gamey of them to have one NPC assigned to each dungeon but hey!!! Kinda cool getting to see a little glimpse of each of em

Idk, it’s just fun to imagine Link popping into Telma’s bar after each dungeon and taking a little rest :) (or to celebrate? maybe just chat, idk, give this man some downtime!!)

Honestly it was just kind of nice that Link wasn’t entirely alone. I mean, I know Midna was there the whole time, but I am always for giving Link a big group of friends (see my love for hyrule warriors, age of calamity, and LU LMAO)

Hero’s shade, very very cool, kinda sad he died with regrets but HEY. He got to pass on his knowledge eventually

AND the connection to OoT?? AND assumed to be related by blood too????? GOOD SHIT

Ilia, I REALLY really wanted to like her (er, it’s not like I dislike her, she’s just,,, kinda there for me).

It definitely seems like Nintendo was pushing to make her the romantic interest, but GHHHHH they really threw that out of the window for me by having her lose her memories

I saw a text post a while ago that said it would have been interesting if Ilia was Link’s sister instead and YES!! That would have been cool too :0

Wish we got to know Zelda a little more

I feel like we barely know anything about her

Idk man, like I said earlier, I never really had any sort of drive to save Zelda during my playthroughs

She obviously knows Midna, so maybe if they gave us just a little bit more of that relationship I’d be more interested in her?

TP WORLD BUILDINGGGG

Botw has good world building too, but each race felt kinda,,, isolated? I absolutely love the different architecture and vibe each town has (and all the the weapons too) but ghhh yea everyone felt so separated. As far as I can remember, we don’t see tooo much of the races interacting with each other? Now that I’m typing that out maybe that’s to be expected because of the calamity but KLSJDKJFD ANYWAYS THIS IS ABOUT TP

The world feels nice and alive, love how populated everything is

Castle town I like castle town a lot, it feels dense and busy and I really like how you can’t talk to every NPC you see

Very cool very fun that we got to see the Gorons hanging out in multiple spots

kinda wish we got to see the Zoras a little more (I guess they are a bit limited since they need water but GHHHH the tp zoras are so prebby,,)

BUT HEY, I do remember seeing a zora or two hanging out in the hot springs around death mountain after beating the lakebed temple (I think, might have been a different dungeon)

but aaaa would have been nice to see them in at least a couple of other places. I think it would have really added to the “congrats Link!! You’re restoring peace to Hyrule” feeling you get from seeing the Gorons hanging out in Kakariko and Castle Town

ORDON

Love how chill it is and how it’s kind of separate from Hyrule proper

They really do seem to be doing their own thing apart from the rest of Hyrule

Just kinda adds onto the “he’s just a regular dude minding his own business” kind of vibes I get from TP Link

Also I like Ordona :)

THE LIGHT SPIRITS,,

Love their design

And love how they’re not exactly like a pure white?

Different spirit representing each aspect of the triforce my beloved

But yes hi I think Ordona is very cool

Who are you, how did you get here, which goddess do you represent? Do you even represent one of the three golden goddesses? Do the Ordonians know about you? Have any of them ever SEEN you??? Do they worship you? Does anybody even know about the existence of the light spirits?? FUCK so many questions but ghhh I like how they broke the status quo a bit by throwing in a fourth spirit :)

I feel like this one is kinda weird but I like that voice sample they used in the light spirit music. It’s spooky and pretty at the same time :)

cutscenes mmmmm

Ok ok, the spooky lanayru cutscene is very good

BUT THE “Link, Chosen Hero! Lend us the last of your power!” CUTSCENE MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM LOVE IT SO MUCH

IT just

Idk man

It just hit different

I like the music

And seeing the light spirits swimming around in the light juice water whatever it is

Summoning the light arrows?

AND HHHHH “Lend us the last of your power!” THIS IS IT. This is the final battle.

Seeing Zelda bow down, and then Link putting his hand out 👌👌👌

Link: ok bud, let’s do this together :)

Connection to OoT (did I already mention this? Maybe., Whatever)

Very cool nintendo :)

I love seeing connections between all the diff zelda games.

Because like, on one hand, they’re all separate from each other because of yknow, individual hero stuff. BUT ALSO, they’re all connected because of the reincarnation stuff

Grrrr walking through the sacred grove and going “The Hero of Time walked around here a long time ago” FUCK THATS SO COOL

Is the Hero’s Shade watching me? What does he think of me? DIsappointed? Proud? The Hero of Time went through HELL so this timeline didn’t have to deal with any of the shit Ganon was gonna pull with the triforce, better not fuck this UP Link!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Midlink is cute

Kinda hurts that she smashed the mirror but that was probably so Nintendo didn’t have to worry about people going “but what about the twili??????” for any of the other games LMAO

BUT ALSO LIKE SKJDKLJFJ There are some pretty massive plot holes in TP anyway so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ whatever it’s fine we’ll just use this for angst because GOD do y’all like angst

So is Shadlink

Honestly don’t know where this ship came from but it’s cute so whatever

THE MUSIC??

Love Midna’s theme and how they referenced the dark world theme from ALttP (I remember trying to learn the dark world theme on the piano and doing the Leonardo DiCaprio point meme at the little jingle I recognized from Midna’s theme)

Hyrule field theme SLAPS.

Apparently references a couple of the other over-world themes from the previous zelda games (I got this from 8-bit Music theory’s video on the over-world zelda themes, he talks about TP at around 11:40 but def recommend watching the whole video if you’re into music analysis stuff)

So there’s this bit of the Hyrule Field theme, I don’t know the official name for it but I remember seeing somewhere it being called the “at an advantage theme” since yeah, you hear it during the boss music whenever you expose their weak points. FUCKINGGG LOVE THAT. Didn’t notice it during my first playthrough, but hearing it during my second was like a little easter egg for my ears every time :)

Midna’s lament is very pretty (and fun to play on the piano)

COURAGE THEME.

I didn’t care for it too much when I started playing the game but hearing it in ZREO’s arrangement of the Hyrule Field theme literally makes me turn into a puddle of emotions. Also hearing it around and of the Ordon kids (I think it plays after Link saves Colin) AAAAAAAAAAAAA

Orchestra piece #1 and #2 HOLY SHIT????????????????

Literally, the first time I listened to those I just,,,, plugged in my headphones, volume 100, layed on the floor/against my desk and silently vibed. I don’t know what the hell it is, but those two just fit so well with TP?? I still avoid listening to them nowadays cause if I DO I definitely will get overwhelmed with the “god I love this game so FUCKING MUCH” kind of feels.

Wolf link sucks at singing

the first time I heard him howling Zelda’s Lullaby I lost my shit because LKSJLDKSGLKJFSKG god that was.,, Bad. Anyways, hearing him howl some of the songs from OoT was cute :)

TP STAFF ROLL???

VERY GOOD. IT’s like 10 minutes long and GOD do I love every single second of it. It doesn’t have the same energy as the skyward sword staff roll or the orchestra pieces but GOD does it hit good??

Nice and calm after that big exciting adventure. Maybe it would have been more fun or emotional to have a higher energy piece but it was really nice getting to sit back and watch the camera fly around Hyrule. Seeing like, the Gorons and the Zoras having a good time, the kids returning to Ordon? GOOD SHIT.

and AAAAA that end, when you hear the main Zelda theme and see Link riding off out of Faron woods on Epona… good shit. It gets you thinking, where the hell is he going? What is he doing? Off ot do more adventuring? Going to help out the resistance or something? Going to help Zelda? Or maybe he’s trying to figure out a way to restore the mirror of twilight? Whoooo knows.

hhHHHHhhh it’s just that final reminder that YES!!! YOU JUST PLAYED A ZELDA GAME. JUST ANOTHER STORY APART OF THE WHOLE EPIC OF THE ZELDA SERIES AS A WHOLE

I also want to acknowledge the instrument/samples they used for all the twili stuff.

They’re all just so unique and contrast SO well with the rest of the TP OST. LIKE FUCK!! Anytime I hear the screech from the Twilit Kargarok? Sends a shiver down my spine. I associate those sounds SO strongly with the twili realm. (Like, the same way you associate the BSHEWW VVWWMMM sounds with light sabers)

I love it so god damn much

literally any time there’s a certain sound or motif associated with something I lose my shit

Sacred grove sacred grove sacred gro-

lovely lovely lovely so much fun playing that on the piano. AND again, I did the Leonardo DiCaprio pointing meme when I heard the theme from the lost woods come in GHHHHHHHH

shoutout to TP Faron Woods for helping me study and get through all of my schoolwork

BLEGUUHHH can you tell that I really love music?

and also yea I guess TP is kinda cool too :\

IF YOU READ ALL OF THAT THANKS I GUESS

#lemonspeakrr #LEMON SPEAKS 2K WORDS ABOUT TWILIGHT PRINCESS BECAUSE THEY ARE INSANE.

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differentkettleoffishalltogether · 3 years

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Up In The Air

A/N: This one’s based on an anon request. I really ran with it so I hope you like it anon! This could be read as a sequel to Missing You, but it also works as a stand alone. You can check out my Masterlist here. And I’ve just started posting an enemies to lovers/fake dating series I’m On Fire if you wanna check out the first chapter :)

Request: “yo do u take like requests and stuff if u dont its fine but if u do imagine flashing spencer on facetime HAHWHHDHSHWHD ok bye have a good day 💛”

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Summary: When Spencer Face-Times Y/N from the jet he gets a little more than he bargained for.

Category: It’s Just Smut

Warnings/Includes: smut, exhibitionism/semi-public sex, face-time/phone sex, graphic descriptions of sexual acts, masturbation (male and female), please let me know if there’s anything I’ve missed!

Word count: 2900 words

When he calls to give the good news that the jet’s going to be landing early he accidentally hits the little ‘camera’ button by her name instead of the regular ‘call’ one. He was still getting used to the touch screen in all honesty. But it’s a pleasant surprise when she picks up and he can see her face.

He recognizes the scene, Y/N lounging on their sofa, the lighting is soft, she's probably just got the lamp in the corner on so she can read. After almost an entire week away she really was a sight for sore eyes.

“Hi sweetheart!” he lifts the mic on his earphones right up to his mouth to speak and she laughs at him.

“We’ve been over this kid, it’ll pick up your voice either way, you don't have to talk straight into it”

He starts to blush just a little, “Right sorry” he drops it, focusing on his own little picture in the frame, “Is that what I look like? Jeez” he cringes at his disheveled hair, and the prominent dark circles beneath his eyes. This week had really done a number on him.

“What are you talking about, you look perfect as always!” she affirms, “In fact, I can’t wait to see that beautiful face in person” she puckers her lips and sends him a small kiss through the screen which makes his lips curve up into an involuntary smile. Thank god the team was talking down the other end of the jet or he’d be mercilessly made fun of.

“I was actually just calling to say I’m gonna be landing soon, I should probably be home in like 40 minutes tops”

She smiles, all giddy and excited reclining back on the sofa. “That’s great news!” she says and as she slumps back Spencer notices something, the shirt she's wearing isn’t one he's seen her in before. It’s a little big on her, especially around the collar, lilac with little white buttons. And now he knows why he’s never seen it on her before, it’s his shirt.

“Is that mine?” he asks curious, “The shirt, I mean?”

She takes a second to look down at herself before turning her gaze back to him. “Of course it is, I missed you this week, wanted to feel close to you I guess?” she angles the camera down along her body so he can see all of her.

She’s wearing the shirt and from what he can tell, little else. It’s held together precariously with only one fastened button in the middle, fanning open at both the top and bottom.

“Are you wearing anything under that?” he asks in a hushed whisper, pulling the mic up to his lips on purpose this time.

The smirk she pulls is so full of mischief that he almost regrets asking the question already. She doesn’t say anything in response, just points the camera down again, angling it straight at her chest with one hand as her other hand moves to the one button holding everything together.

“Do you wanna find out?” it echos in both his ears as she whispers.

“Uh huh” he breathes, he’s trying to look nonchalant so no-one notices his tense expression from the other side of the jet.

She undoes the button so slowly, letting each side of the shirt fall apart just enough that he could see her bare sternum and clear lack of a bra, he could be imagining it but he thinks he might be able to see her nipples hard and peaking through the fabric.

“Shall I keep going?” she teases, and he already feels like his breathing must be giving him away if any of his teammates were looking out for that sort of thing.

“Please?” it comes out a little more pathetic and pleading than he really meant it to but she must love the sound of it. She arches her back off the sofa so that the shirt falls open on both sides, exposing her breasts to him fully now. He has to clear his throat to stifle a gasp, or maybe it was a moan, but as long as no one really heard it didn’t matter.

“You alright down there kid?” Morgan calls out, Spencer waves him off.

“All good” he forces out, and he can hear Y/N giggling in his ears.

“Did I almost get you in trouble?” the camera’s pulled back a little further now so he can see her face too, she's biting her lip, playing a tease. “Was it worth it?” she questions.

And the answer is yes. Obviously yes. No matter how many times he saw her like this it would never get old.

“Yeah, you’re—” he stutters, trying to find the words that aren't wildly inappropriate to say out loud here, “You’re so pretty, I can’t wait to see you”

Her face softens for a second at the gesture before she’s right back to mischief. She takes her free hand again and settles it over one of her breasts, grabbing it softly, digging her fingertips into it and kneading. Letting her mouth fall open at the feeling, a quiet little moan escaping.

“How excited are you to see me Spence?” she rasps, and it goes straight to his dick. He readjusts himself in his seat, angling himself so that his satchel is right over his lap. Just in case.

“Really excited?” he’s not sure what else he could possibly say that wouldn’t betray him.

Her face falls a little at his answer, her hand falling from her breasts and trailing down along her stomach. She takes a second to change her position on the sofa, lying down on her back, propped up just a little against the arm rest. His purple shirt now slumped around her shoulders.

She hovers the camera right above her face, taking two of her fingers and placing them in her open mouth. Making a show of swirling her tongue around them thoroughly, hollowing out her cheeks. When she removes them a small string of saliva follows them, leaving a slight shine on her lips and chin that he can’t rip his eyes away from.

“I’ll ask again.” she breathes, “How excited are you to see me Spence?” it’s gentle but commanding and it makes his heart stop for just a beat. He looks up to double check everyone else is busy ignoring him before he speaks. Whispering so quietly into the mic.

“I’m so excited to see you that I’m fucking hard on the jet Y/N” if it sounds frustrated it’s because he is. Squirming in his seat and trying not to let any involuntary noises escape.

“That’s more like it” she moans enthusiastically and continues her movements. Trailing her fingers back down her torso, flipping the camera around so she can more easily film. Tantalizingly slow she dips her fingers inside the waistband of her underwear, teasing herself as well as Spencer.

“Should I take these off Spence?” She questions, and he can pretty much hear her pouting lips as she speaks.

“Uh huh, yeah” he has to gulp down the lump in his throat before he can force the words out. But she starts to ‘tut’, dramatically disapproving.

“You know how this goes baby, you’re gonna have to give me more than that” she chastises, pulling her fingers back out leaving them to linger on top of her stomach, perfectly still, waiting.

He’s getting bolder and more nervous all at once, chancing another look up and down the jet before bringing the mic right to his lips yet again. His voice is low, nervous, and more than a little turned on.

“Take them off, I want to see you touch yourself, I wanna hear you”

She’s satisfied with his answer this time, lifting her hips off the couch so she can shimmy out of her underwear leaving her in nothing but his shirt now.

“And what do you want me to do now Spence?” She’s turned the camera back to her face now, an expression of mock innocence adorning her features as though she genuinely needs instruction. Even for her wicked side this feels like a cruel taunt.

“C’mon Y/N. You know.” He tries to encourage but he knows it’s futile.

“I’ve got no idea” she sticks out her bottom lip before taking it in between her teeth gently biting down. And he’s just trying not to melt. Or maybe just not to cum in his seat.

“Fine” he whispers, gruff but as quiet as he’s been this whole flight, “I want you to stick those fingers right into your tight wet little cunt for me, I want you to make yourself cum and I want to hear everything”

She’s impressed by his boldness, she honestly thought that might be the move that broke him, maybe even made him hang up completely. So this was an encouraging surprise.

“These fingers?” She holds up the two that had been in her mouth earlier, still a little shiny, and he nods. She lets him away with that one, flipping the camera back to focus on her lower half again.

Following the trail of her hand as it ghosts over her breasts, her stomach, her hips, until it comes to rest between her legs. He can’t see it fully from this angle but her can tell she’s rubbing circles around her clit, gathering the wetness there first.

“I said inside sweetheart” it comes out quiet through semi-gritted teeth and she doesn’t need to be told twice. Sinking two fingers inside herself at once, her hips bucking up off the sofa at the jolt of pleasure.

Again, he can’t fully see what’s happening but fuck can he hear it. The wet sounds of her fingers sinking in and out sloppily, the familiar moans she makes when it’s his fingers so deep inside of her. He can’t help but think of the feeling. Her walls tightening, clenching around him in anticipation when he’s not even moving his fingers yet, when they’re just resting in there.

“You’re so pretty” he says, it’s innocuous so he lets himself say it at a normal volume. At least the team will probably just assume something soppy and romantic is going down and leave him alone.

“You think I’m pretty like this, fucking myself on our couch, wearing your shirt” the words drip from her mouth like honey.

“Turn the camera around” he speaks out loud again and she obliges, turning it to show him her face again, along with some of her chest. Both are now coated in the faintest sheen of sweat. Her hairs a little messy from where it’s been moving against the cushions and there’s a flush to her cheeks that wasn’t there before. And she looks perfect.

One thing Spencer has learnt is how to take a screenshot, and he takes full advantage of that function now. Just to capture that perfect image. He could try and remember it but he knows he’d never be able to do her justice.

She sees the notification pop up on her own screen, she doesn’t stop, she just moans the words rather than asking them. “Did you just take my picture?” And he feels caught. Not like he was trying to do anything sneaky, he just thought she looked beautiful.

“I’m— I can delete it!” He rushes out flustered and a small giggle escapes her lips.

“Don’t you dare, I’m just gonna need one of you later”

“Deal” he agrees, shuffling in his seat again, becoming more and more aware of how hard he is in such a public place. He can feel a damp patch forming where he’s already leaking at the thought of getting to finally touch himself. Or her.

“I’ve got an idea” she gasps while the camera is still focused on her face, though it’s obvious that she’s still working her fingers in and out of herself with the way she’s breathing.

“Why don’t you get to the bathroom and show me just how fucking hard you are for me?”

Thankfully the bathroom is right behind his seat so he’s not going to have to walk past anyone to get there. He can’t believe he didn’t go straight there first.

“Hold on gimme a second” he tries to gather his nerve, and strategically pull down his bulky sweater to give him enough leeway to make it to the bathroom, locking the door behind him, and then double checking that lock, before sitting down on the closed toilet seat.

The jet bathroom is poky, with fluorescent lighting, and way more germs than Spencer wants to think about right now. But he’s focused on something else entirely.

While he was moving so was she, having propped up the phone with a book on the coffee table she’s managed to angle the camera so he can see all of her, sitting up on the sofa, teasing herself with both hands now, one working between her legs, the other playing with one of her breasts.

“Fuck” his breath is unsteady and the word shakes as it falls from his lips involuntarily. “I’ve still gotta be quiet in here” he reminds her but she doesn’t seem to care, she probably sees it as more of a challenge than anything.

“Now that we’re alone” she giggles, “put me out of my misery” she must hit a spot inside her self as she’s speaking because she lets out the filthiest moan as she speaks and Spencer almost cums from just the sound.

“Jesus, you’re gonna kill me” he whines, unzipping his slacks, pushing them down along with his briefs, just enough so that he can pull his dick out, gripping it firm with his one free hand. He stifles a groan as he squeezes it and it twitches in his hand, so desperate for stimulation.

“Fuck, your cock is so beautiful” she whines, and she means it, even in the ugly lights of the plane, every part of Spencer was beautiful to her. “God baby, if I was there you know I’d have my lips wrapped around you already, sucking the head just right, love the way you taste” she can feel the slickness continuing to spread between her legs. Slipping in a third finger as she thought about the feeling is Spencer’s cock against her tongue.

“You know I’d take it all in, deep in till you hit the back of my throat. Ugh” she mewls, “miss that feeling, my eyes watering while you fuck my mouth”

Spencer has to stifle what was probably a scream from deep in his lungs. His hand working up and down his length as he let his head fall back against the wall. He let his eyes close for a moment before remembering that there was a show going on right in front of him.

“I think I’m gonna cum” it’s such a quiet little whine and he hopes that the thin walls and the noise of the engines are keeping their little secret as his dick starts to throb in his grip.

“Cum for me baby, show me that pretty cock, I wanna hear you” she’s just teasing him now but he can’t help but give her everything she wants. He moves the camera so as much of him is in frame as possible as he spills all over his hand, still working up and down at a slow pace, working himself through his orgasm.

That’s when he hears the little click and looks back down. She’s got the phone in her hand now, staring intently at him while she continues to get herself off with the other hand.

“Did you take a screenshot?” He asks through heaving breaths.

She nods, her eyes closing, screwing shut, clearly close herself. “You look so pretty when you cum Spence” she moans out, and she’s so loud their neighbors can probably hear everything that’s going on.

“So are you, fuck” he watches intently, listening to the little noises she makes as she rides out her own climax. He’s almost hard again watching her.

When she finally stops she brings the camera in close to her face, taking her slick fingers and showing them to the camera, to Spencer. She sucks them into her mouth, teasing them against her lips before removing them with a pop.

“I’m gonna get fucking hard again if you don’t quit it” he whispers harsh into the mic, cleaning himself up so he can return to his seat for landing.

“Well then you better rush home before I go getting ideas” she winks at him, pulling his shirt back up onto her shoulders to cover herself a little.

“Don’t you dare move” he rushes out, already planning out what he’s going to do to her the second he gets in the door.

“Oh I won’t, I’ll keep myself busy. I’ve got my new picture of you to keep me entertained”

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in-ky · 3 years

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An Old Scent [2] - Negan x Reader (A/B/O AU)

Summary: During summer break, you decide to come back home to visit your dad, Rick. Over the course of your stay, you realize that your dad's friend is pretty hot.

Warnings: Eventual smut, A/B/O dynamics, cheating, angst, age gap, Negan, a bit of gore if you squint

A/N: ok so everything is written i'm just gonna stagger posting a little bit :') 2.7k words

The first thing I woke up to in the morning was a dull ache in my lower abdomen. Great. My heat was starting up again. Growing up, Bee always asked why I never went on suppressants. I always got a bad vibe from them. Then, a few years ago, a large brand got recalled because it was shown to cause cancer in a lot of different patients. Now suppressants were harder to come by, more regulated, and needed a doctor's prescription. A lot of omegas took the hit hard, but out of it came an influx of at-home ways to take care of your heats by yourself. Super helpful for a single girl like me. When my heats started to get really bad around my junior year of high school, Bee took me out on a shopping spree and got me a bunch of toys to try and satisfy myself. It worked for a while, but they got worse as the years passed. By my age, a lot of omegas were already claimed and had an alpha to help them through their heats. I was still relying on the toys Bee had bought me. The box was tucked neatly under my bed, waiting for me. I rolled over with a small groan and sighed. The heat wouldn't be in full swing for another few days or so, so I could still go to the courthouse with my dad. Speaking of, I heard Rick shuffling down the hall and slid out of bed, gathering my bathroom stuff and walking out of my room into the small tiled room to start the day.

~~~

"So you weren't at the garage on the night of the eight?" Negan hummed, leaning against the railing in front of the tv. His eyes were glued to the face of the man sitting on the stand. The poor guy was drenched in a nervous sweat, tight blue shirt sucking at his chubby neck. He swallowed thickly and leaned forward to the microphone.

"That's correct," he croaked.

"Oh, Jeremy," Negan chuckled, shaking his head and looking at his feet. "Don't you know perjury is a criminal offense?"

"I-I'm not lying!"

"Is that so?" The alpha held up the remote to the TV "I have some footage here that directly contradicts your story, man. One last chance." He wiggled the remote teasingly and raised his eyebrows. Jeremy held his ground. "Alrighty then, let's see what we have here." He took a step back and furrowed his brow at the remote and pressed a button. The screen in front of him came to life. I had to lean forward in order to see the video, but in reality it wasn't the security tape I was watching. It was him. I couldn't look away. He had dominated the room for the past hour and a half. His deep voice was never raised, but it still carried a commanding tone that had every person sitting on the stand shaking in their boots. My eyes trailed down his body. His suit clung to him in every perfect way. His hair was slicked back in its iconic style and the way his glasses perched on his face made my insides burn. Part of me regretted seeing him like this so close to my heat, but another part couldn't imagine if I hadn't. Rick leaned over and tapped my elbow.

"We've got him now for sure." He whispered in my ear. A smile formed on my lips as I nodded to him. There was a child-like joy on his face. He really did appreciate my presence. I turned my attention back to the video screen. The footage was fuzzy, but there was a clear figure of a woman standing still hunched over what I presumed was her phone. She was texting away, fingers flying over her screen. Suddenly a large figure, who had the same height and build as Jeremy, slunk out from the shadows. He slowly approached the woman from behind and raised a crowbar high above his head. He swung it down with brutal force. There were small gasps of horror from the jury and the crowd as the crowbar connected solidly with the woman's head. She collapsed in a heap, but Jeremy didn't stop beating her until she was a pile of mush. Negan clicked the TV off.

"Well, shit, Jeremy," He boomed "I do in fact think you are lyin' to me." He tossed the remote down on his table top and gave a grim scoff. "Everyone just saw you turn poor Miss Parker's head into your personal punching bag. You still wanna claim you were no where near there?" All of the color had drained from Jeremy's round face. He swallowed again, tugging at his restricting collar. But soon, his face turned a deep shade of pink and he slammed his beefy palms on the flat surface of the box he was sitting in.

"That bitch deserved it!" He howled, gasping for air. "She had no business-" He stopped when Negan raised his hand silently.

"I really don't care," He sighed, turning around and grinning broadly when he saw the defense team resting their heads in their hands in defeat. "I'll let the jury do the rest, your honor."

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Smith." The judge said, voice prickling with annoyance. Negan returned to his bench and pulled out his seat. But before he sat down he gave Rick a small thumbs up. And I could have sworn that he flashed me a little smile as well.

~~~

"You were incredible in there!" I cheered, giving Negan a high five. The contact made my skin tingle, but I passed it off as the consequences of the impact. "You really made that guy tremble like a kid!"

"It's what I do," Negan chuckled deeply. He looked around me and furrowed his brow. "Where's your dad?"

"He's pulling the car around," I said "I just figured I should let you know how good you did before I leave." He was so close. He smelled so good. The same combination of whiskey and campfire that could get me drunk in a few breaths. I was so focused on his intoxicating musk that I didn't notice the group of alphas that were headed our way. Negan did, though. I heard a rumbling from his chest and felt a hand clasp around my shoulder. Confusion clouded my mind and I looked up to him for some answers.

"The next case is starting soon," He said smoothly "Let's go wait for your dad outside." I agreed and he steered me out onto the steps of the courthouse. The short skirt and heels I was wearing weren't exactly comfortable for walking down stairs, so I held onto Negan's forearm as he guided me down to street level. There was a small breeze and I saw his jaw tense as a soft gust of wind swirled up from behind me and into his body. It no doubt carried my scent on it, and an alpha like Negan could probably tell what state I was in.

"So," I sighed, looking to engage him further "What's next?"

"Well," He tilted his head and ran a hand over his bear-covered chin. "Jeremy goes to jail. Your dad and the department get praise. And I get to go to the bar for a celebratory drink." He paused for a moment, looking me up and down quickly. "You want to join me?" I opened my mouth to say something. To be honest, I wasn't sure what I was going to say. I didn't really drink, but I was willing to do absolutely anything that Negan wanted. But it was then that Rick rounded the corner and gave the horn a little honk.

"I would love to," I settled on "But dad has a full day of father-daughter fun times planned, and I don't really want to keep him waiting." I gestured awkwardly to where Rick was sitting in the car, bopping his head gently to incoherent music.

"Totally understand, doll." He grinned.

"Maybe another time, though?"

"For sure."

"See you around, Negan."

"Bye, doll, have fun. And be safe"

~~~

Negan was pleasantly buzzed, as per usual. He got off his motorcycle and hung his helmet on the handlebar before lightly stumbling into the house from the dark garage. The sight he saw he did not expect. There sat his fiancé in the living room, arms crossed over her chest with a pissed expression on her face. And beside her was a woman he knew all too well.

"The hell is goin' on here?" He asked, slurring his words slightly.

"I could ask you the same thing, Negan."

"Lucille, what the fuck is she doing in our house?"

"Oh, so you know her?" Lucille growled. Negan just licked his lips and flicked his gaze between the two women sitting in front of him. "Of course you do. You have been fucking her after all." Negan groaned, rubbing his eyes.

"Baby, please-" He started, but Lucille cut him off.

"Don't you dare," She hissed, jumping to her feet and balling her hands into fists "You don't get to call me that after what you've done, Negan. You slept with another woman. Hell, maybe more than one. You ruined our relationship." Negan took a step forward but Lucille raised her hand and pointed to the kitchen table. "Don't take another step. Your stuff is in that box." Negan looked to see a cardboard box sitting alone in the dark kitchen, his belongings poking out of the top. "I never want to see you in my house again."

"Lucille, can't we just talk about this? You don't understand." He pleased, extending a hand to her. She batted it away.

"There's nothing to talk about." She spat "You cheated on me, Negan! What is there to understand? How can you expect me to forgive you for that?" A moment of silence passed between them. The other woman shifted uncomfortably on the couch. Negan glared at her before turning his eyes back to his now ex-fiancé.

"I have no where to stay." He whispered.

"That's not my problem." Lucille said boldly "Take your shit and leave. Don't come back. We're done."

~~~

I stirred the pot of spaghetti while humming a song I heard on a radio earlier. The father-daughter activities had consisted of driving around town and revisiting old spots we used to go to when I was younger. We got ice cream at the shop down the street and then watched the sun set at the park that we used to picnic at. It was nice. College did really fix our relationship. The TV in the next room hummed quietly and Rick was talking on the phone with someone. I heard him hang up and walk into the kitchen.

"Think there's enough in there for three?" He asks with a sigh, looking over my shoulder.

"Should be, why?" I return, meeting his gaze. He takes a deep breath and scratches his neck.

"Um, well, Negan's fiancé kicked him out of the house. Apparently she found out he was cheating on her. He doesn't have anywhere to stay." He mumbled "He's gonna be sleeping here for a bit." I stopped stirring. The water started to bubble too close to the top, but I blew a gust of air to push it down.

"Why here?" was all I could muster.

"He really helped me with your mom. It's the least I can do."

I just hummed in acknowledgement and returned to my cooking. So Negan was engaged. And he CHEATED on his fiancé? Maybe I didn't know Negan as well as I thought I did...

~~~

"I just can't believe she kicked me out!" Negan seethed, shoveling a spoonful of spaghetti into his mouth. He was still chewing when he continued. "She didn't even give me a chance to explain myself!"

"I hate to say it, but you did cheat on her, buddy," Rick said carefully, not wanting to poke the angry alpha in the wrong way "She's upset."

"I was in a rut." Negan growled.

"For four months?"

I was making a plate for myself, listening to the conversation from across the room. Rick's phone buzzed on the kitchen table and he picked it up.

"Sorry, I have to take this." He sighed, shaking his head and standing to his feet. He left the room and suddenly it was just me and Negan. I took my plate to the opposite head of the table, watching Negan wolf down his dinner.

"This shit is really good, sweetheart," He groaned. Normally, the noise would have sent me over the moon. But there were so many other emotions clouding my mind. "You ever consider changing your major to culinary arts?" I didn't say anything, just twirled my fork in my serving of pasta.

"Why'd you do it?" I said quietly, almost in a whisper. Negan paused instantly.

"What?"

"Why'd you cheat on her?" My eyes never left my plate but I could hear him shifting in his seat, rubbing his face while trying to answer my question.

"I don't know," He said. His voice was soft, sincere. Something I had never heard from him before. My eyes drifted up and met his. They were the same tawny color, but there was something else behind them. Something I couldn't distinguish. "I thought...Something was off in our relationship. I guess I thought that I could fix it by trying something different. I ran into Tanya at a bar a few months ago. She's a beta, just like Lucille. Wanted to be with an alpha. I gave in. Just for a quick fuck, didn't mean anything. I didn't like her. I told her that but...she...she wanted more, I guess. She fucking threatened me. Threatened to ruin my life unless I kept seeing her. I chose to do it. I don't know if that decision was the right one or not but it's the one I made. I texted her last night to tell her it was over. Never fucking thought she would come to my home." I was chewing the inside of my cheek the whole time he was speaking. I didn't know how much of his story was true, but he sounded like he was hurting.

"Why did you break it off?" I whispered.

"That's your damn question?" He scoffed, giving a short smile. He looked in my eyes. I knew the answer. Or at least I thought I did. He opened his mouth, but Rick reentered the room before he could say anything.

"Alright, sorry about that guys," He said, slipping back into his seat. "What did I miss?"

~~~

Negan was set up in the bedroom next door to mine. Our doors faced each other from across the hall. We would have to share a bathroom. Rick didn't seem to have a problem with it, but with my heat starting I wasn't too sure about the whole arrangement. I felt more cramps riddle my body. I was ready to bed, ready to curl up in a ball and go to sleep, but something called me across the hall. Curiosity got me and I turned slightly, walking up and leaning on the doorframe. There was Negan, clad in grey sweatpants and a black tank top, unpacking his things.

"Hey," I said quietly, not wanting to startle him. He turned around. He looked older like this, hair unkempt and his glasses on. When he saw me his lips curled in a smile. Any trace of vulnerability I had seen earlier was now gone.

"Hey to you."

"I just want to apologize for earlier," I said "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I'm also sorry that you have to be subjected to me and my dad for the foreseeable future." He let out a snicker and shook his head.

"Don't worry about it, doll. And you're not that bad. I appreciate Rick; he's a good man." He scratched his beard and looked over at the clock next to the bed. "It's late, you should get some rest." He took a deep breath and I nodded. I turned to leave but he called my name softly. "You know I meant what I said last night, you are looking good." I smiled but didn't say anything and crossed the hall, shutting my door and hopping into bed.

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itsallyscorner · 3 years

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BABES! What is she’s a little mix member and a cast member of Spider-Man 💀

YES! Hiya my love and thank you for the request💜 I’m honestly so obsessed with these Little Mix requests, I didn’t think people would like them, but turns out people love them! I’m totally obsessed with these AHHH! Happy reading darling😌

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The girls aren’t really involved in this one, but they are mentioned💜 Heavy on the dialogue, I tried :)! This one’s more focused on Tom & reader:)

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For your first time being in a movie, you’ve hit the jackpot. Not many people can say that their very first project in the movie industry was with Marvel Studios. You’ve been lucky enough to be casted in Spider-Man: Far From Home, playing Amelia James, a classmate of Peter but was from another universe. Though that last part wasn’t established yet.

You were currently at Capital FM’s studios doing an interview with Roman Kemp, someone who you were very familiar with. Accompanying you were your cast mates, Tom Holland, Jacob Batalon, and Zendaya. You lot were currently on the press tour promoting the movie that was only days away from premiering in London. You were all laughing at Tom who has been retelling a story of him getting punched on set.

Though you’ve only met him a few months ago, you felt as if you’ve known the charming man since forever. A fond smile was set on your lips as you watched him talk animatedly into the mic. You felt a nudge beside you. Turning, you see Zendaya smirking at you. She’s caught on at how you looked at Tom, always teasing how when either of you looked at each other, your eyes would turn into beating hearts.

You playfully roll your eyes and nudge her back. Your attention is diverted from her when Roman calls on you, “I’ve been wanting to mention this from the beginning, but it’s odd to see you without the girls in the studio.”

You nod chuckling, “I know! I actually feel weird not having them with me here because I’m so used to doing everything with them.”

“How was that like? I know you girls are genuinely close in real life, so how was it being away from them for so long?” Roman asked you.

“Honestly, I felt a bit anxious not having them by my side all the time. I hate not being with them because they’re like my safety blanket.” You explained. On your other side, you saw Tom frown at you.

You quickly add, “Not that I’m having a horrible time with you guys, it’s just that I miss them a lot. Like I don’t have Jesy beside me to make jokes with or Perrie to mother me around, you know?”

“She’s lying, she can’t wait to leave us. We’re horrible.” Tom jokes looking at you with that cheeky grin of his. You sigh swatting his arm, “That’s completely false, I loved working with these guys.”

“Have the girls visited you on set?” You tilt your head in thought.

“Well—not really. We’re busy working on our sixth album so everyone’s been at the studio here in London. But we have called each other on FaceTime and texted almost everyday, so we were always in contact even when I was away.” You answered fiddling with the hem of your dress. Tom has known you long enough and been in many interviews with you to know that the gesture was something when you felt nervous. Discreetly, he inches his hand closer to yours under the table until his large palm rests atop your hand. You look at him and flash him a smile before turning back to Roman.

Roman continues with his questions, “I know the girls are very supportive, but what was their reaction when you told them you were gonna be in a movie?”

You feel Tom’s hand squeeze yours and you couldn’t help the smile that makes it’s way to your lips. “They were so supportive and excited. I was actually reluctant about accepting the role, but they literally pushed me to do it and I’m so glad they did. I’m truly blessed to have them in my life.”

“Yeah, thank God for Little Mix, or else we would have never met (y/n).” Jacob says into his mic. Zendaya let’s out a “YES!”, high fiving her friend in agreement. You laugh at the two’s antics.

“Aren’t you glad they pushed you to take the role? Now you have us in your life.” Tom proudly states smirking at you.

“No, it’s actually worse now because you’re in it.” You tease him. Tom gasps and placed his free hand to his heart.

“I actually made it harder for myself because I told him some stuff about the new album and now I’m just nervous he’s going to spill something. Then I’m gonna be in trouble.” You go on to explain. Z shakes her head at you, “I told you not to tell him anything.”

Tom perks up and leans forward to glare at her, “Excuse me? I’m capable of keeping a secret, for your information.” He sassily tells her. You and Z burst out laughing at the man in beside you.

“Ok, so are we just going to ignore the fact that you were about to post a video of me in the studio recording a new song?” You question him. Tom was about to speak but Jacob beat him to it.

“I swear if it weren’t for me or Daya, you would’ve been responsible for leaking a song.” Jacob pointed out. Tom huffed out slumping himself into his chair.

“I just can’t catch a break can I?” He asks rhetorically looking at the ceiling. Roman smiles at the four of you, “Obviously from the energy in this room, you guys all seem to get along.”

“Everyone except for Tom.” Z mumbles under her breath. Roman snickers before continuing, “How was it like working with each other? Especially for you (y/n) because you’re the newbie of the group.”

“I mean for me, it was nice to work with everyone again. These guys are my friends so it was like hanging out with them everyday with a side of working. (Y/n)’s part of the group now too, so even better, karaoke nights are gonna be lit.” Jacob answered first. You sent him a wink with finger guns, him doing the same thing to you.

“I’m just glad there’s more women in the group. Laura wasn’t in this one so we were one girl down, then (y/n) came and we just had an amazing time together. It was nice to get away from those two and all the stuff they’re up to.” Z gestured to Tom and Jacob. You loved both of them, but when they were bored they were always up to no good.

“This was my first movie, so I was really nervous to step foot onto set. I remember when we had our first table read and feeling so intimidated because everyone there were professionals and had experience. Meanwhile there’s me with zero experience at all trying to fit in with all these actors.” You answered with a slight chuckle. Tom hums beside you squeezing your hand once again.

“But everyone was so sweet and welcoming. From the crew to the cast, they’re a really great group to work with and I’d like to work with them again, if given the chance.” You finished off.

“You know, for your first movie, you did amazing.” Tom complimented you. Roman quickly swooped in, “Tom, I actually wanted to talk to you about something you said last time you were here.”

Tom looks at him confused, “What did I say?”

“How was it like to finally meet (y/n)? Last time you were on here you admitted t—.” Roman began to talk but Tom cut him off.

“ADMITTED TO LISTENING TO LITTLE MIX!” Tom yells over Roman. He has slightly gotten up from his seat and was making wild motions at Roman with his hand. Everyone shot Tom a look except for Roman who stared at him amused.

Roman shook his head, a cheeky grin on his face, “Not quite, mate.”

“Y-yes. I did admit to listening to them, Touch is my favorite song.” Tom said nervously, regretting that he mentioned Touch.

Roman snickered at Tom, “Well it definitely had something to do with Touch, you had a lot to say about—.” Tom cuts him off again.

“The visual effects.” You raise a brow at Tom.

“Tom, there were barely any effects in that music video.” You tell him. Tom glances at you with wide eyes before correcting himself, “The camera work was really good.”

“Are you good?” Z asks Tom squinting at him. Tom let go of your hand and rubbed his palms together, something he did to ease his nerves.

“I’m great, man.” Tom’s voice pitches as he adjusts himself in his seat. Roman stifles a laugh before turning to you.

“Tom’s admitted to fancying you.” He reveals. Your eyes widen as Jacob and Z have smirks plastered onto their faces.

“Oh? When was this?” You look between Roman and Tom. Tom was cringing at himself hiding behind his hands.

“This is cruel.” You hear him mutter.

“He was promoting Homecoming I think. Then we were playing Touch and Tom just went into a whole conversation about the band and you.” Roman answered, a shit eating from on his face.

Tom pops up from his hand, “You don’t have proof!”

Roman looks at him with a ‘seriously?’ kind of expression as he pulls up a video on the screen. Shaking his head at Tom, “Mate, it’s my radio show.”

Tom groans as he shoves his face behind his jacket.

“Oh this is good.” Z laughs leaning back to face the monitor on the wall.

“Shall we watch my evidence, everyone?” Roman presses play.

“Is Touch the only song you know from Little Mix?” Roman asked. Tom shook his head almost offended.

“No! I’m a big fan of them, I really enjoy their music. Shout Out To My Ex, Woman Like Me, Wasabi? Ugh!” Tom closes his eyes while doing a chef’s kiss, “I’m a man, but their music is so empowering, I love it.”

Roman teasingly smiled at Tom, “Do you fancy any of them?”

“Mate, you can’t ask me that. They’re all very beautiful.” A blush starts to form on Tom’s pale cheeks.

Roman continued to prob at Tom, “You really don’t fancy at least one of them the most?”

Tom shyly smiled looking around, “I mean, (y/n)’s always stood out for me, if I’m being honest. Not just cause of her looks, but I’ve watched her interviews and she seems like a really sweet and funny person. I find that very attracting about her.” He admits.

“Have you seen the Touch video yet? Everyone was raving about her in the video.”

“Oh I definitely have, maybe a few times. She looked stunning, as always.” He dreamily smiled into his palm.

“If she were to watch this, what would you like to say?” Roman asked him. Tom’s face dropped at the mention of you seeing his confession.

“I hope she doesn’t see this. She’s gonna think I’m weird or something. I just ruined my chances.”

The video cuts off and Tom is still hiding behind his jacket. Jacob’s mouth is agape as he looks at Tom, “Dude, you just got exposed.”

“Really Jacob? Have I been exposed?” Tom finally comes out from behind his jacket, face fully flushed in embarrassment. You pouted at him, feeling bad that he was embarrassed, but your heart felt all giddy inside at the fact that he fancies you.

Roman holds his hand out cautiously at Tom, “Now before you permanently hate me, your mate Harrison put me up to this. Something about payback for a prank?”

Tom’s jaw drops as he looks out the window of the booth. Outside Harrison and Harry are seen laughing there asses off with tears in their eyes. Tom curses under his breath. The room suddenly felt like an oven, his face was flushed, his palms were sweaty, and his heart rapidly beated against his chest. Mustering up his courage he looked at you.

“Hey, at least you know who my favorite Little Mix member is now?” He awkwardly shrugged. You smiled at him, cheeks flushed as well.

“I can’t believe you’re an actual fan though!” You say, trying to ease off the embarrassment off him.

“Uh—that’s what you got from the video?” Z asked from beside you. You glance at her real quick to give her a look. Of course you were thrilled that Tom reciprocated your feelings, but at the moment it looked as if he were gonna pop a blood vessel at how hard he was glaring at Harry and Harrison.

“Of course I’m a fan! Who wouldn’t be? You guys are phenomenal, I remember watching you guys at the BRITS when you performed Shout Out To My Ex, it was epic.” His attention immediately turns to you, his eyes softening once they meet yours.

You place a comforting hand on his arm, “Why didn’t you just tell me I was your favorite?”

“Because he has a crush on you.” Jacob states as if it were an obvious fact. Tom was about to protest when Z cuts him off, “Man, don’t even try. You already got exposed and you were never good at hiding your feelings in the first place.”

Roman’s eyes shift to look at each of you, “Did I just unintentionally successfully set two people up?”

You look at Roman and shrugged your shoulders at him nonchalantly, “I don’t know yet Roman, maybe if Tom agrees for dinner, then you could say you’ve successfully set two people up.”

“Oh that was smooth.”

Tom looks at you mouth agape since he couldn’t believe you just asked him out on a live radio show.

“What?” He asks in disbelief.

“I’m asking you out, Tom.” You chuckle, your thumb tracing patterns onto his arm. Tom looks around wide eyed and leans into you, “Is this for the movie?”

Everyone in the room groans except for you and Tom. Instead you roll your eyes at him and shake his shoulders. Moving to be in his view your eyes connect with his brown ones.

“Hi, Tom, honey? I’m asking you out for dinner, don’t make me regret doing this on live radio.” You tell him, slightly joking. His eyes glance down at your lips before they return to your eyes.

“Yes, yes, yes—please, I would love to have dinner with you.” He finally snaps out of his thoughts and a smile forms on his lips. You smile back at him and lean back into your seat, “Great, we could go out tonight.”

“Sounds good.” He nods leaning back into his chair. Tom tries to fight the smile on his lips but was unsuccessful. So he sits there, smiling like an idiot. Sure, he just got humiliated on air, but it was worth it since he left that studio with the girl of his dreams anticipating the night to come.

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bluemusickid · 3 years

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Hi! I hope you're doing well 🥰 Can you I request one where Steve breaks reader's arm or leg by mistake during training and has to take care of her afterwards? Definitely won't mind if some smut is added 😅 Thank you!!

OMFGGGG MY FAV WRITER SENT AN ASK ASDFGHJKL (Also full disclosure: this has been one of my kinks for a while :P)

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader

Warnings: slow burn (just a tad), 18+, SMUTTTT, unprotected sex (don’t be silly, wrap your willy), did I mention NSFW? Read at your own risk.

A/N: I would like to thank @imdarkinme for sending in this AMAZING ask! She’s a doll and I’ve been a fan of her writing for so long!! I would also like to thank @donutloverxo for converting me to a Steve Stan loool. I wanted him to be a bit dark here, but in the end his dorky side won. :P Without further ado, I hope you enjoy!! Send in your requests here and you can join my taglist here (or you could just send an ask lmao)! Thanks!

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The Learning Curve

You groaned as you got up from the mat, yet again. It was dumb of you to ask Captain Rogers to train with you. As a new recruit, you’d obviously wanted to impress him; he was the leader of the Avengers after all. There was only one tiny problem you forgot to factor in: the man was a Super Soldier, while you were...not.

“Come on, get up! We still have two rounds to go!” a voice bellowed from above you.

You mentally cursed at the voice. You’d tried to not let it affect you, but like many others, you had a bit of a crush on the Captain. But it wasn’t solely because of his looks, it was more about his passion to help and save and to protect. He was always so passionate, it was hard to keep away(which was a fiercely guarded secret). You felt like Icarus, when you were with him.

Getting up, you tried to block his punches, while getting in a few yourself. It was impossible, the man was a champ. You saw your opening, however, when he seemed to be distracted by someone approaching him from behind you. Seeing this as a golden opportunity to catch him off guard, you threw a punch aiming for his face. Unfortunately, he blocked the punch and pushed you, to ward you off. It seemed as if he too, forgot that he was a Super Soldier, pushing you a bit too hard.

You screamed as you fell to the ground, twisting to save your face, your arm breaking your fall. Your suspicions were confirmed as you tried to move your arm but couldn’t. Steve heard you yelp and rushed to your side, carefully inspecting your injured appendage. You squealed as he touched your arm, the pain indescribable. Steve whispered his apologies a million times, trying to haul you up by your waist, in vain. Finally, he gave up and picked you up bridal style, like you weighed nothing.

You gasped, partially out of pain, but mostly out of surprise at the sudden move.

“Umm...Cap..tain..I..can..walk..” you stuttered, unable to keep the pain out of your voice.

He looked into your eyes and smiled, shaking his head. Oh dear lord. This man truly was gorgeous. Nearing the MedBay, he slowly placed you on the bed, his mouth tantalisingly close to yours as he lowered you onto the surface. You never realised how blue his eyes were, which at the moment were filled to the brim with anxiety and some other emotion; which you couldn’t quite place your finger on. Deciding you were probably delirious from the pain, you tried to focus on what the doctor was telling you.

“...so you’ll have to be on constant bedrest for the next two weeks before we can check again to see if you need a rod put in.”

“Err, I’m sorry doc, what?” you mumbled apologetically, embarrassed by your thoughts.

“As I was telling Captain Rogers, you seem to have a hairline fracture in your ulna, which could require support. You need to rest and take it easy for at least two weeks. Training will have to be put on hold, and I suggest you call a family member to take care of you in the meantime.” the doctor said, scribbling notes.

“Oh, that..won’t be necessary. I can do stuff on my own, I’ll be very careful.” you said with a grimace, not wanting to seem weaker in front of Steve.

“That’s not gonna happen.” Steve said, firmly. “She’ll stay in my quarters. It’s the least I can do after breaking her arm.”

You stared at him, a million things going through your head. You and him, in the confines of a room, alone. Oh no. This was going to be torturous in more way than one.

“Oh no no no, Captain. I couldn’t. I wouldn’t like to impose. Plus, I’m feeling better already! I’m sure it’s more than manageable. Please..I..I’ll be okay, really.” you rushed, pretty sure that your voice was betraying just how fast your heart was beating.

Steve smirked. “This isn’t up for debate. Plus, I’m sure it would be easier for the others to check up on you when we’re away on missions.” he said, taking the prescription from the doctor.

You winced as he helped you up from the bed, the warmth of his hand making you hyperaware about what your life was gonna be like for 2 weeks. You sighed. It was gonna be a loooong two weeks.

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You realised after a week that your worries had all been for naught. Steve was an excellent caretaker. He made sure you took all your medicines at the right time, ate properly and rested enough. He was also a thorough gentleman, always calling a lady nurse when you needed to take a shower or get dressed; really respected your boundaries. But you couldn’t deny the shift in his behaviour towards you. At first, you felt like you were reading into it too much, but then it started to get more noticeable. They were little things, but it meant so much. He would insist on having lunch with you, no matter if you were quiet or chatty; Steve always was there. He brought your favourite blanket from your chambers to make sure you felt more comfortable. At night, he would make sure you were comfortable, get you hot chocolate, maybe even sit next to you till you fell asleep. One time, he held your hand till you drifted off; but you were sure that you felt him leave a small peck on your cheek as you nodded off.

If you weren’t falling for him earlier, you sure as hell were now.

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After hitting the two week mark, you went to the doctor again for a checkup. All seemed well, there was no need for a rod to be put in but the cast would have to stay on. Steve was there throughout the appointment, listening intently at everything the doctor said with his full focus. It was quite distracting and kinda hot, and you couldn’t help but sneak glances at him periodically. On one occasion, he caught your eye and grinned, catching you in the act. You wished the ground would swallow you up just then: this man fully well knew that you had a crush on him and was enjoying messing with you.

You nearly gasped as you felt his hand on your shoulder, guiding you to the lift. Something was different today. Steve seemed buoyant, which was very out of character for him.

“The nurse isn’t available today, she had some prior commitments. If it’s ok with you, I’ll be taking care of you tonight.” he said, softly. You gulped, his tone messing with your train of thought.

“Uh, that’s ok, I can manage things for a night. I’ve already imposed on you quite a bit and don’t want to create more of a hassle.”

Steve smiled. “Sweetheart, you’ve not been a hassle, trust me. It felt nice having you around, I enjoy your companionship. Just a few weeks more and you can get rid of me.” he said, with a mischievous grin. You groaned inwardly; this man was driving you nuts.

“Oh no, I really liked staying with you. You’re great company! I don’t think I want to get rid of you, ha.” you said in a flourish, mentally cursing yourself for being such a blabbering fool around him.

Steve looked at you, his eyes darkening. He stepped closer to you, opening his mouth to say something, but the elevator seemed to sense the tension rife in the air and opened at that exact moment. You both snapped out of the haze you were in with Steve beckoning you to his quarters, his hand resting softly on your back.

Back in your room, you realised you needed to take your nightly shower. You were about to call for the nurse, when you remembered that she wasn’t gonna come. Shit. You’d have to call Steve to help with your sling. Closing your eyes, you sighed before you walked to his room, praying to God that you would get through this. Just go in, get the brace off, and get out, you whispered to yourself. With that mantra in mind, you hesitantly knocked on his door. A muffled ‘come in’ reached you, and you timidly entered the lion’s den.

Steve was tinkering with the laptop, clearly engrossed in some work. You felt guilty disturbing him, but it was kind of an emergency.

“Is everything ok?”

“Yes, I..just needed some help with my sling; I tried to take it off, but it’s not coming off. Can you..unfasten it? I’ll be out of your hair in no time..”

Wordlessly, Steve sauntered over to you, turning you around to face the wall. Softly, his fingers undid the clasp of the sling, pulling the straps off your neck, his fingers grazing over your skin gently. You jerked, surprised by the small currents you felt with these small touches. Turning you around, he helped you take your arm out of the sling, his hands accidentally brushing the sides of your breasts. You didn’t dare make eye contact with him; you were sure you would say or do something you would regret later on.

“All done.” he whispered, his eyes not leaving yours. You realised he was merely inches away from your lips; the proximity driving you crazy.

“Thanks.” you mumbled, wanting to run out of the room.

“Are you going to bed? Do you need anything to drink?”

“Yes, I was just gonna head to bed after my shower.”

“You can shower here. I’d be able to keep an eye on you then and you won’t have to worry about any mishaps. See? Win-win.” he said with a grin.

You were about to decline his offer but stopped when he held up his hand. “You need to stop thinking that you’re a burden on me. I like doing things for you, it makes me feel like I’m not totally alone. These two weeks have undoubtedly been one of the best weeks in my life. I like you, and I know you like me. I just want to show you how much I care for you in my own, peculiar ways.” he said, taking your hand in his, drawing patterns on your knuckles softly.

Your mind raced with all the information. You never knew Steve felt this way, he was always so taciturn. Your gaze flitted to his face, his eyes darkening the way they did in the morning. He didn’t need words to convey what his eyes said; he felt the same way you did about him.

You melted as he raised your hand to his lips, placing a kiss which felt like petals grazing your skin. Leaning down, his lips inched closer to yours, his breath tickling your face.

“Tell me if I should stop, and I will.” he whispered.

You waited a beat before making your decision. Raising your lips to his, you touched his lips slightly before murmuring, “don’t stop.”

And that was it. You were lost in the maelstrom of emotions that was Steve kissing you. It started off sweet, with Steve engulfing your lips within his, taking his time to make sure you were enjoying. It turned heated the moment you ran your fingers through his hair, gently tugging on it. Steve ran his tongue over you, begging for entrance. You moaned and opened your mouth, prompting him to unite his tongue with yours, as if to memorise every inch of you. You broke apart, the need for air greater than your desire.

He picked you up and carried you to the bed, placing you on it carefully. Being extremely careful, he pulled off your tee, eyes widening as he took in your bare chest. Kneeling in front of you, he took off your sweatpants and your underwear, leaving soft but searing kisses at every inch of skin he exposed. You sharply inhaled, already feeling yourself get wet even though he hadn’t even touched you properly.

Lowering you to the bed tenderly, he made sure your arm was resting comfortably, placing a pillow underneath the appendage. Placing his hand next to your head, he kissed you deeply, pouring every emotion he felt into that kiss. You moaned as you felt his lips trail lower, leaving kisses along your neck, laving your pulse point. Moving lower, he kissed your breasts, leaving small bites along the way. Taking a swollen nub in his mouth, he sucked on it while massaging the other, prompting you to groan and run your uninjured hand through his hair, wanting him inside you.

While he moved his attention to your other breast, he trailed his fingers down your body, leaving goosebumps in their wake. He finally reached his destination, his fingers soft against your wet nether region.

“Steve, please..I need you..” you whispered in urgency. His intrepid fingers found your swollen nub and circled; gently at first, and then with more intensity. Moving lower, his digits swirled around your wet lips, before plunging into your tight channel. You gasped as he began thrusting, his knuckles bumping along your front wall, hitting your sweet spot. You had to refrain from arching your back, instead relegating to pulling his head down for a kiss. He increased his speed, adding another finger once he sensed how close you were. You shrieked as you reached your peak, breaking apart from the kiss.

As you opened your eyes, recovering from your orgasm, you saw Steve look at you, an unspoken question in his deep blue eyes. You nodded, cupping his cheek, running your thumb over his soft, soft skin. You don’t know what power he wielded over you, but it didn’t matter. You had no qualms being caught in this spell he wove.

Shedding his clothes, he returned to his place, widening your spread legs with his torso. Sitting back on his heels, he took in your body, his gaze running over every curve, every stretch mark, every beauty spot on your body. Taking his hard member in his hand, he gave a few strokes before lowering himself, running his nose against yours. He ran his tip along your wet folds before plunging into you in one swift move. You gasped and closed your eyes, your head falling back against the pillow. He gave you time to adjust to his size, your walls snug against him. After a moment, he began moving, careful to not move your arm. He started off slow, making sure you felt every inch of him. You hooked your legs around his hips, urging him to move faster. He took the hint, his pace increasing with each thrust. The coil in your belly was tightening and you could feel yourself hurtling towards completion for the second time. Running your hand along his back, your hand made it’s way to his ass, pushing down, begging him for more. Steve held himself up, looking deeply into your eyes, as he sped up his thrusts. You could feel him within you, each thrust hitting your weak spot over and over again.

You screamed his name as you reached your peak, your legs tightening around him; wrapping yourself around him like a vine. He was close too, his thrusts now becoming frantic as he was chasing his end. Your walls contracting around him set off his orgasm as he moaned, spilling every last drop of himself inside you. You both panted, as he dropped his head on your chest, trying to catch his breath. You both stayed like that for a while as you ran your fingers through his scalp, enjoying the feel of his weight on yours.

There were many things to talk about, sure.

But for now, this was more than enough.

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tammythompson-singslikea-muppet · 3 years

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Reconciliation (Stan Uris x reader x Richie Tozier, Reddie)

I'm finally back! It's probably been a year since I posted Betrayal and shit has really hit the fan since then, but here I am a year later with part 2!

Here is a link to part 1

Warning: swearing

Aged up: 18/19

You tried to catch up with Stan as he power-walked out of the house. He stopped short when he realized his car wasn't there. "Stan" You catch his attention and he turns around. His chest rising and falling at a quick pace, "You heard everything in there?" Stan's voice was quiet, much quieter than just a minute ago. You nod and he sighs. "I'm sor-" You cut him off "Don't be" You take a step forward and bring your hand up to push some curls out of his face. He leans into your hand, not stopping himself for once. No yearning, no shouting in his head over his actions. Just the feel of your soft palm against his cheek. Stan takes a deep breath, feeling himself calm down in the wake of your touch. "Can we go somewhere?" Stan's voice barely above a whisper. "Of course."

Richie leaned back against the wall and slid down to the floor. He brushed his hands through his hair 'God I fucked up' "Man you really fucked up." Richie looked up. "Thanks, Bill your a real help." Bill put his hands up in defense. "I gotta say I really didn't see that one coming," Eddie spoke up. Bill and Mike nodded in agreement. "I mean I knew *something* was going on but holy shit I didn't think they were in love with each other," Beverly added. "We know Stanley's in love with her but is she in love with Stan? I mean she was just in a serious relationship like a week ago" "Yeah I wonder what happened to that relationship?" Ben's eyes sharp at Eddie, voice stiff and slightly viscous, "Alright! Alright!! None of that!" Mike's authoritative voice made it known he was seriously done with all the fighting. "She loves him" The group turned their heads at Richie's small voice, Ha stared down at the floor and spoke softly. "She may not be in love with him right now, but I could see it. She's falling for Stan."

Eddie looked over at Richie. A mix of emotions reached throughout the boy. He hated seeing Richie like this, but he also hated that it was about you. Mostly he hated that it was about you. He couldn't control it, no matter how much he wished that he could. What is it exactly that Richie is so mad at? Is he upset that he potentially ruined his relationship with Stan? Is he upset that Stan is in love with (Y/N) or that Stan claimed he neither loved nor cared about (Y/N)? Is Richie still in love with (Y/N)? If so is he mad that (Y/N) could be in love with Stan or that she is moving on so quickly? Eddie couldn't help but feel like he was still second to you. It's not like Richie chose to tell you. He kept telling Eddie that he would for at least 2 weeks, but then she found out in her own way. Eddie feared that maybe he was never gonna tell you. Or now that you found out does Richie regret it? 'Alright, Alright Eddie calm the fuck down! Just go talk to Richie.' "Eds?" "Yeah Rich." "I'm gonna go." Richie's tone sounded soft, defeated. It broke Eddie's heart to see him like this. "Yeah sure I'll go grab my keys-" Richie cut him off politely. "I'm just gonna walk. I think I wanna be alone right now. I'll call you later." Richie placed a hand on the back of Eddie's head pulling him close and pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "OK. Be safe please."

"Where are we going?" You ask Stan who is driving and keeping silent. "You'll see. Um, go into the glove compartment a find the clear tape." You scrunch your eyebrows together. "You been stashing things in my glove compartment, Uris?" You found a clear tape and put it into the radio. Temptation by New Order flooded in through the speakers. A smile grew on your face as you turned the volume nob up. Stan looked over at you for a second just to see your growing smile. "I made you a tape and left it in here for the next time you complain that there's nothing good on the radio." A fit of giggles came from your mouth. "Stanley Uris made me a fucking mix-tape." You continued to laugh. It brought a smile, growing wider by the second, to see you so happy and blissful listening to your favorite music, a song he loved as well.

And I've never seen anyone quite like you before. No, I've never met anyone quite like you before.

Richie's emotions were confusing him now more than ever. He loved (Y/N). He truly did, but he just wasn't in love with her. Guilt consumes him every night before sleep and every time he sees you. He never wanted to hurt you. But when it comes to Eddie he's impulsive even a little reckless. Richie knew that he fucked up massively. Not only with you but with Stan and he even feels so with Eddie. He felt that if he just would have been honest with you before jumping into things with Eds maybe Eddie wouldn't have lost his best friend. He still couldn't wrap his head around how much of an idiot and a dick he was about Stanley. What in the fucking hell would lead him to believe that Stanley Uris of all people would fuck around with someone's feelings like that? He had already caused (Y/N) enough pain maybe he was trying to be a hero or something. Do something right for once, but of course, it was just another gigantic fuck up! Executed wonderfully by your very own Richie Tozier. Richie had noticed that he walked straight to the quarry. He picked up a stone and skipped it across the water.

Stan pulled the car over along where the road stopped and the tree's started. "Come on." Stan walked over to your side of the car and opened the door for you and held out his hand. You took his hand and walked beside him into the woods. "You trying to get me to some secret secondary location?" "What, you don't recognize where we're going?" You looked around a bit and shook your head. "Well, then I guess it will be a surprise." "I guess this is the day I get murder in the woods. Goodbye world you were never all that good to me but at least my murder is hot as hell." You almost couldn't see Stan's blush from how much he was laughing. You're hands brush as you walked close together. Stan felt a little nervous to take it, it's not like he hasn't held your hand before but right now he feels it holds so much more. 'Good' he thought to himself. 'It does mean more. Let it mean more.' He took your hand in his and warmth spread throughout the both of you. Just the two of you holding hands walking through the trees with Stan pointing out some birds to you, felt so blissful. At this moment you realized you had never felt this way with Richie. The two of you had a lot in common and play off each other well jokes and conversation-wise. But maybe that wasn't all a relationship needed. You had felt that's why Richie and you were so perfect together. Maybe this was finally the start to forgiving Richie and regaining some normalcy, realizing that maybe we weren't perfect or meant to be after all. If this is how Richie felt with Eddie you felt that you could somewhat understand why he was so in a rush to have it. It was scary how new this thing with Stan was yet how important it felt to you. You would go to the ends of the earth to protect what you had with Stan, no one in the world made you feel as safe and comforted as Stanley Uris. What Richie did, going behind your back, was in no way how he should've handled the situation. You let him into some of the most vulnerable spaces in your mind and life, entrusting him with your heart and your deepest thoughts, that you were his only person. That wasn't something easy to forgive, not something to easily recover from, especially having that trust broken with someone else with who you were very close. You may be happy and blissful at this moment, but you definitely knew the consequences of Richie's actions would come back to rear its ugly head sooner or later. But you believed that understanding was one of the first steps toward forgiveness. The more you walked the louder the sound of running water became. Soon you could even see the running water. You realized Stan had brought you to the barrens.'But why the barrens?' you thought to yourself. You reached the edge of the water and looked over to Stan. "C'mon" he grabbed your hand and stepped out onto a rock in the water. You did your best to follow, it finally dawns on you that you were headed toward the clubhouse.

When you got to the small clearing Stan went ahead and lifted the hatch to the small underground area where the losers used to hang out. "I've only been here a couple of times." You said as you climbed down the ladder. "Yeah, I guess we started hanging out other places more." Stan walked over to the hammock getting in. He smiled and reached his arms out like a little kid asking for a hug. You raised an eyebrow at him. "I know. I always feel like I'm gonna fall out of this thing, but it's safe I promise." "Okay," You say drawing out the word in a skeptical tone. You yelped as it wobbled and Stan gripped his arms around your waist as the hammock swung a little. "See, safe." You let out an amused huff and relaxed into Stan. Your back was pressed against his chest, both of your heads finding slightly uncomfortable spots in the crooks of the other's neck. "I remember one of the first times Eddie ever brought you to hang around with us was down here." Stan played with your hands in your lap. "I remember looking over and seeing you smiling, talking to Beverly. It was really hot out, your cheeks were pink. Richie gave you his shower cap and you, him, and Bill talked about comic books." You closed your eyes just listening to Stan talk softly into your hair. "Beverly came over to me when she noticed. She was joking around told me to stop staring, that it was rude. I hadn't even noticed that I was staring. I got nervous cuz, -hoping you didn't notice. You were so beautiful I couldn't help but stare." You blushed and let out a chuckle, your stomach filling up with butterflies. "I don't expect you to say back any time soon, and I in no means want to rush you, but I-" Stan paused, thinking about the impact of his words. He started to think maybe he should give you a little time, but then you leaned your head up to look at him. And when he looked down into your eyes there was no way stopping the words from falling out of his mouth. "I love you." The look in Stan's eyes was intoxicating, you could have stared in his eyes for the rest of both your lives, but instead, you brought your hand up to his jaw and tilted your head bringing yours and Stan's lips together. Equally as intoxicating as the look in his eyes. The two of you felt as if you were floating on clouds. Like you two were the only two people in the world. You pulled away and smiled, Stan pressed his forehead against yours. "I know" You and Stan laughed.

"Ok Rich. You just need to apologize. I'm sure they'll forgive you. They're your friends, basically your family." Richie walked back into town talking to himself. "And you hurt them and accused them of shitty things and now all your friends will hate you forever cuz you were a total dick and even their grandchildren will hate the name, Richie Tozier." Richie stopped for a second and groaned, rubbing his hands up and down his face under his glasses. He took a deep breath and continued walking.

Mike opened the door to Richie. "Hey man, come in." "Is Eds still here." "Yeah, he's in the living room. Rich," Mike put a hand on his shoulder. "He's worried about you. We all kinda are. There's been a lot going on with you four I just want to remind you that if you need someone to talk to we're all here for you buddy." "Thanks, man." Richie continues into the living room and sees Ben and Eddie talking. He breathes a sigh of relief, knowing how much it hurt Eddie that Ben wouldn't talk to him. They hugged and Ben got up off the couch and saw Richie. "I'm really sorry Richie. It was really rude to treat you like that-" Richie cut him off. "It's ok man really, I get it. She's your friend, I was a dick." "Yeah but you and Eddie are my friends too." "Well then what do you say Haystack," Richie extended out a hand. "Back to buds." Ben agreed and shook Richie's hand. Richie took a seat next to Eddie on the couch. "Hey, I'm glad your back I wanted to-" Richie leaned in and kissed Eddie. "As much as I love you and your adorable rambling I wanted to apologize." Eddie was suddenly very nervous. He thought to himself 'Shit this is it. He still loves Kassidy.' "Sure, Sure yeah. Umm a-about what Rich?" Richie took Eddie's hands in his fiddling with them out of nerves. "About everything. About not telling Kassidy. About not even being decent enough to break it off first so neither of you would get hurt. All of this would have been so much easier and nobody would've had to lose any friends. I'm just so sorry Eddie, I love you and I never wanted to hurt you like that." Eddie was so relieved to hear those words come out of Richie's mouth. He put a hand up to Richie's cheek and leaned to kiss him. "I love you too Richie." Richie chuckled in relief "Thank fuck."

You and Stan walked back to the car hand in hand. "So what do you wanna do now? " You leaned your back up against the car door "Oh I don't know maybe some more of this." Stan leaned himself against the car by his forearm and with his other hand lifted your chin, leaning down connecting your lips. You hummed against his lips. "Well, I do love doing that." "Do you want to go back to your place-" Stan pressed a small kiss on your neck "Watch a movie." "Shit!" Stan's head shot up. "I left my house keys at Bens." "We can sneak through your bedroom window." You push yourself off of the car, past Stan, and walked to the other side pulling your door open. "I don't wanna go back there either but with any luck, Richie won't be there." Stan groaned and got into the car.

You wrapped your knuckles on the door and Mike opened it with a smile. "I just forgot my keys." Mike let you in past him to the table where the keys sat. You quickly walked over to the table and grabbed your keys. Turning around back towards the door you catch Richie staring from the couch next to Eddie. For once you didn't feel the wind knocked out of you. But you couldn't say that the feeling of wanting to punch him had dulled any. You carried on toward the door when Richie called out your name. You sighed and banged your head on Mike's front door and contemplated for a second whether or not you should pretend you didn't hear him and keep walking. Apparently, you had stayed there a bit too long. Richie tapped two fingers on your shoulder. "I was just wondering if you would let me talk at you for a second. You don't need to say anything, or react in any way really-" You turned around and put your hands on his shoulders. He froze silent as you drew a deep breath. "I forgive you." It wasn't easy to say, you weren't even sure it was true. A part of you wanted to keep him dangling in wonder and guilt but you knew that you would eventually fully forgive him and the more you saw him moping around the more you would most likely enjoy watching him suffer for what he did. But if he just thought that you had forgiven him then maybe he would go back to his old trashmouth self and you all could move on.

Richie was taken by surprise, to say the least. He felt relief for a fleeting moment until he remembers Stan. "He's out in the car" He heard him speak softly. She somehow always knew what was going on inside his head, that's what made him think that she was so great, that they would be so great together. Against your better judgment, you grimaced and said, "I can give you five minutes. But he has the car keys so I can't promise he won't dive off on you." Richie threw his arms around you and squeezed you, "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" "Yeah, sure get off me" He smiled at you, "Sorry." As Richie walked out the door he turned back to you, "He wouldn't drive off without his best girl." Richie started making trumpets sound in the tune of 'A Long Long Time' by Kitty Kallen and closed the door. You rolled your eyes as you and Mike laughed

Richie fell silent as he walked up to your car with Stan in the front seat. He raised his hand and tapped on the window. Stan kept his stare forward and locked the car door. Richie sighed. "Stan please." Richie heard the click of the car doors unlock and walked around to the other side and got in. "I'm so sorry. I was being a complete shit of a person and totally overreacted. I do care about her, I do! That's why I got so angry and it totally fucked up my judgment." Stan wasn't saying anything and it started to make Richie even more nervous. "I was angry and confused and I honestly don't know where all of that came from. That's not what I think of you at all, you gotta know that, Stan. You're one of my best friends and the best dude I know and I'm so sorry I said all of those things. I know I really fucked up." The two of them sat and stared out the windshield, Richie's leg bounced up and down from nerves until Stanley broke the silence. "I'm sorry too. That I turned my back on you. I couldn't understand how you had the most perfect girl right in front of you and seeing you hurt her made me angry too. I mean we all saw you and Eddie happening eventually, but I didn't think you two would go and do that. I love her and I guess I let that get in the way of our friendship." "I mean dude I don't really think I could blame you. I've seen the way she looks at you. It can make someone do stupid and crazy things." "Well then I guess that explains why you are so stupid and crazy," Stan laughed, "Eddie looks at you like that 24\7." Richie turned away laughing and hoped it hid the bright red flush on his cheeks. "I can't believe she actually forgave me." "Yeah me neither, to be honest." Stanley dead-panned. "Buuut," Stan took a calming deep breath, "If she can forgive you, then I guess I should too."

Eddie walked up to (Y\N) hesitantly as she was laughing with Mike. Mike saw Eddie and took that as his cue to leave, or rather to eavesdrop from the kitchen with Beverly, Ben, and Bill.

"Thanks for uh.. for forgiving Richie, he's been a wreck," Eddie said. "N-not that I've been fine! I-I feel completely terrible for what I did. But I mean I-I-I'm not trying to make you feel bad for me or anything. O-or for Richie. I just mean that we're both really sorry. I'm so, so very sorry (Y/N)." Eddie stammered through quickly. Man, do your shoes look mighty interesting at that moment. 'You forgave Richie why is it so hard to forgive Eddie. Maybe because we only gave Richie a premature apology so we could all get back to normal? Should I have to do that with Eddie too? Fuck that neither of them deserves it!' You fought back and forth with yourself in your head before finally looking up at Eddie. You took a deep breath, "I know...I-" Eddie cut you off "You don't have to." "I feel like I should." "You already kinda forgave Richie I know that's a big thing so you can hate me for as long as you need I deserve it." You smiled at Eddie and walked out of the house. Richie saw you walking towards the car and stepped out leaving the door open for you. You got in and leaned over to Stanley cupping the side of his face to bring him closer and pressed a kiss to his cheek. Stan started the car as you buckled. You tucked your legs up onto the seat and curled up to get comfy. Stan rests his hand over on one of your legs as you closed your eye

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earthchica · 3 years

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ungodly hour ➝ part two

Chris Evans x Reader OFC! ( Zariyah Hawthorne )

Summary: in which Chris and Zariyah have to work alongside each other despite being exes.

Warning: More Angst & Cursing

Word Count: 1.5K

Note: Sorry for the wait, we’ll be back on track. 💗

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December 15th, 2016 ➝ Los Angeles, California

I should’ve given Chris the benefit of the doubt, but everything happened so fast, that it was hard to comprehend.

I needed answers, I needed them now and somehow I got them. I sat here for a moment, not believing what I was staring at.

It was all a lie and I believed it, I fucking believe it. My publicist found out that someone was paid to send me a fake cheating picture of Chris.

I sat my phone down for a second and covered my face with my hands. Tears began to come down my face.

Chris was telling the truth and I didn’t believe him. In a matter of seconds regret, sadness and heartache filled my whole body.

I needed to talk to him, I had to talk to him. I sniffed and wiped my tears, decided to text him until my eyes caught something.

I scrolled and stopped at the E! News article headline. I gasped not even .

Are Chris Evans and Lily Grace Dating?

December 15th, 2016

Is there something romantic going on between Chris Evans and Lily Grace? Actor, Chris Evans (37) and Model, Lily Grace (29) were spotted having dinner together at a restaurant in Orlando, Florida on Wednesday. They were also spotted at Disney world a few days ago by fans.

An eyewitness told E! News that "They were flirting, laughing, and looked to be having a great time" The pair had first sparked romance rumors two months ago, neither star had confirmed the nature of their relationship.

Is #Evansthorne really over? Has Chris really moved on? Are Chris and Lily really dating? Leave comments below on what you think!

My heart broke into a million pieces, it was over. I let him go and now he’s happy with someone else.

I broke down into tears, angry at myself, angry at the fact I let someone lie and manipulation destroy our amazing relationship.

I cried and cried until I couldn’t anymore and fell asleep. I jumped awake, wondering where the hell I was.

I realized that I was at home and had fallen asleep. I glanced over my shoulder to look at the clock and it was only five in the morning.

I felt so numb that it was hard setting up in bed. I leaned my back against the pillows and stared at the ceiling for about three hours.

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It's been a few days since I found out the truth, and It’s been really hard, especially with fans tagging me in Chris’s instagram post.

It was true, he had moved on to someone else and I couldn’t be mad or jealous about it.

I haven’t been able to leave my bedroom, all I’ve been doing is sleeping, eating and crying.

Whenever I woke up too early I would toss and turn until I was a lot more comfortable and fall asleep again.

The bright light coming from the crack blinds threatened my eyelids to open but I kept them closed, wanting to keep sleeping.

I was about to go back to sleep when my phone made a noise. I put it up and saw that I had a text from my sister, Zoey.

All of my family and friends have been texting and calling me, they must have heard of the news and wanted to check on me.

I of course lied and said I was okay. I slid to unlock my phone and looked at the text.

zoey 👻 “Are you okay, Zari?”

what I really wanted to say { no, I'm not. I'm heartbroken and I made a huge mistake. }

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zari ✨Yeah, I'm great. why wouldn't I be?

zoey 👻 Are you sure because sometimes you pretend to be okay when you're really not.

zoey 👻 i'm here for you, Zari. You can tell me anything?

what I really wanted to say { I made a huge mistake, I found out Chris wasn't really cheating. The picture I saw was fake. I feel so stupid for not believing him and now he's moved on. my heart is breaking }

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zari ✨ I'm 100% okay! I'm happy for chris and plus, I've moved on and seeing someone 😏💗

zoey 👻 Oh okay, zari! I love you and if you ever feel you need to talk. Call me! 💓

zari ✨I love you too, Zoey and thanks, really appreciate it.

zoey 👻 You're welcome. oh hey, do you wanna go to the bar tomorrow?

what I really wanted to say { no, I can't too damn depressed }

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zari ✨sure, I love it!

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"Are you sure, you're ok Zari?" Zoey asked for the one billionth time, and I gave her the same answer every time.

Even though I was lying, I had to fake it until I'd make it, and eventually, I'll get over it. It was late at night, the bar was crowded, loud, and surely smelled like alcohol.

Zoey and I found a table and ordered some drinks. My eyes began to wander around the bar as she rambled on about her new man.

My heart stopped when I saw him with her. I looked away quickly trying to calm my nerves but nothing worked.

Zoey caught my eyes and realized who I was seeing. "Are you ok?" She asked, placing her hand on my shoulder.

I nodded. "Yeah, um I'm gonna go talk to him."

"Are you sure?" She asked. I nodded, walking over to him and when he saw my face, his eyes went blank to amused, which was weird.

"Hey, Zariyah" Chris greeted me with a fake smile. I nodded at him and looked at the girl. She was pretty, alright.

"Oh, I'm being so rude. Zariyah this is Lily, my new girlfriend, and Lily this is Zariyah, my ex-girlfriend" Chris says coldly.

My heart broke when he said ex. His new girlfriend didn't even care, she looked me up and down, shrugged, and went back to sipping her wine.

"Um...Chris, can I talk to you for a minute please?!" I asked, already feeling an annoying vibe from his new girlfriend.

"Whatever you have to say to him, you can say it in front of me" Lily spoke up, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

Bitch who are you?

"You heard my lady." He says, with a smirk, taking a sip of his beer. "Are you serious?" I asked and he nodded.

If he wants to be like them, so be it, two can play that game.

"Okay, well I don't know how to say this but I'm pregnant with your child Chris" He almost spit his drink out while looking at me.

I rolled my eyes and walked away, Zoey knew that was our cue to leave the bar.

"ZARIYAH!" Chris called out my name as we were almost to the car. I told Zoey to go ahead and that I'll be there in a second.

"What the hell was that, you're not pregnant." He says with anger in his tone.

"I know I'm not, I just wanted to talk to you alone" I answered with my hands on my hips. Chris stared at me intensely.

"What do you want, Zariyah?" Chris asked, putting his hands in pockets. I took a deep breath as I began to speak.

"I-uh-um I want to talk to you about us-" He cut me off.

"US? There is no us, Zariyah. You made that clear when you broke up with me, so what is the real problem?" He asked.

"Fine, who is that bitch? Like for real, Chris" I burst out. Chris shook his head, chuckling at me, turning to leave.

"Chris, please wait!" He stopped and turned back towards me. "Why should I, Zariyah?"

"Because I'm sorry and I love you. I made a huge mistake by breaking up with you. I should've believed-" He cut me off again.

"Believed me when I told you I wasn't cheating. Yeah, you're right!" He was getting aggravated, moving closer to me.

"I cried every fucking night for you, do you know that? I spent every single day wondering why you didn't believe or trust me. I loved you with my fucking heart, and I've been loyal since the day we started dating. I would die before I do anything in my bones to hurt you"

I didn't say anything because I knew what he was saying was true.

"But now that I'm with another woman, that made you realize your mistake and that this whole thing was a big misunderstanding. You have no right to be jealous or hurt when you're the one who left me." Chris says.

"God, I wish I never met you," He says. I nodded as the tears came down my face. His face softened when he saw me crying, he really hated when I cried.

"Zariyah I-" He started but I cut him off.

"No, no I deserve that and I'm sorry for hurting you, I really am. I believed everything and everyone but you. I'm so sorry I hurt you, Chris and I'll do anything to get another chance" I whispered.

Chris and I stood there, just staring at each other in silence, he was about to say something but he was cut off.

"Chris, are you ok?" Lily called out, he turned to look at her for a second before turning back to me.

"I think it's best if we both move on!" He says, not giving me a chance to reply. He walks back inside the bar with his girlfriend.

It begins to rain and I could feel more tears come down my face as my heart bleeds out. I couldn't be mad at anything or anybody but myself.

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flightlessangelwings · 3 years

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Pride Celebration day 10: Forehead kisses

Jesper Fahey x gn!reader

Word count: 737

Notes/Warnings: Requested by my love @the-purity-pen I hope you like this! Again, posting this a day late, my bad lol. This is mostly fluff, some very mild violence (a quick shoot out) and lots of flirting. I love Jesper so much, I’m def gonna be writing more for him in the future! This is a gn reader but I actually had a male reader in mind when I wrote this. I’m not doing taglists for my pride event but the masterlist is pinned on my profile if you’ve missed any

The bar was full of chatter and noise, but you didn’t pay any attention to that. You sat at the table with a set of cards in your hands, focused only on the three men who joined you at the table. These men, like everyone else, underestimated your skill and soon found themselves regretting that. You were up by a large margin, and the others at your table scrambled to try and make up for their losses.

“Everything ok, gentleman?” a voice chimed in from behind you that made you grin.

The men looked up to find Jesper now stood behind you, his hands on his waist and a knowing smirk on his face. You didn’t have to turn around to know that look, you felt it in his tone and you knew him all too well.

The men grumbled as they turned back to the cards in their hands as Jesper leaned against the back of your chair. He loved to watch you work, and how you played your opponents as easily as you played the cards in your hands. Not to mention how hot he thought you looked when you had that fierce look in your eyes and that cocky grin when you played them for suckers.

“You got this, babe,” Jesper spoke in a low voice against the side of your face before he placed a soft kiss on your temple before he leaned over more and placed a second kiss on your forehead.

You glanced over to him and gave him a wink before you focused on your game again. You were the best hustler in the club, and you won the house more money than everyone else combined. But, it also got you into trouble at times, and Jesper developed a tendency to watch over you when he felt the need to. Sometimes just a pointed look from him and his hand over his gun was enough of a warning to keep others at bay.

“Looks like I win again,” you presented your hand to the table, “Lucky me,” you added as the men at the table groaned and slapped their palms down.

“Look at that,” Jesper quipped next to you and watched with pride as you collected your earnings.

“A drink on me?” you asked him when you stood from your chair.

“You know I never turn down a drink, love,” Jesper winked at you as he held out an arm for you.

You felt yourself heat up as you wrapped your arm around his. And the drinks only added to the warmth as you two sat hip to hip at the bar. You and Jesper fell into conversation easily, and the more the drinks flowed through you, the looser your tongues became. Even in the dim lighting of the bar, you could see the look in his eyes whenever he looked at you, and you were sure you made some flirty gestures back to him.

“Hey! You!” a drunken shout from behind you called both your attention. It was one of the men you had just swindled, and from the look on his face, he was not happy about the outcome of the game. He rambled on, but all you could make out was, “Nobody hustles me!”

Jesper immediately shot to his feet and swiftly pulled his guns out and shot the man in the foot, which caused him to lose his balance. The man fell back and hit the ground with a loud thud, and a chorus of gasps filled the bar. Everyone was still for a moment, but life quickly came back into the space. This was not an uncommon occurrence, and people became desensitized to the violence, so it didn’t take long for the rest of the bar to turn back to normal.

“I think it’s time we take our leave, love,” Jesper leaned in close to you and placed another soft kiss to your forehead, “Before this idiot wakes up.”

Before your brain caught up to your hands, you reached out and pulled Jesper in and kissed him on the lips. His eyes opened in shock for a moment, but he quickly leaned into the kiss and savored the taste of your lips on his.

“I can think of somewhere else I’d rather be anyway,” your tone was low and seductive when you broke away from the kiss.

“Lead the way,” Jesper replied in the same sultry tone.

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mhathotfic · 3 years

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Smut + Fluff Prompt List

Another repost! This time something I’m a little bit bitter over because it was my last straw post on my old blog before I switched to over here. It was a request from the linked prompt list and I’m still kinda annoyed it didn’t do as well as I would have hoped over there so I decided to bring it here.

Warnings: dom-sub dynamics, fem dom, biting kink

Pairing: Denki Kaminari x reader

“Fucking hell!” (Yn) yelled at the game over screen with a huff. She’d been having trouble with a particularly tough boss and was at her wits end over it. It didn’t help that her oh so beloved boyfriend was laughing at her struggles.

“Babe do you want me to just-“.

“No, fuck off. This bitch is gonna die by my hands and only mine”.

“Babe, just let me do it, you kinda suck at this”.

“Denki Kaminari if you don’t shut up right now”.

“Come on Babe just-” he reached for the controller in her hands only to have it yanked out of reach. “Bite me” she hissed out, trying to focus on her murderous goal.

“Where” he joked and immediately regretted his habit of not thinking about the repercussions of his words.

She silently paused her game and looked at him with a dangerous glimmer in her eyes. He knew that look. That was her ‘I’m gonna make you eat your own words’ look. Nothing good, in the best possible way, could come from that look.

Her lips curled itself into a malicious grin at the whimper that left his lips as she crawled onto his lap. She yanked his head back by his hair pulling a yelp from him. “You wanna repeat that for me?” she purred, kissing on his neck and revealing in his groans.

“I was j-just jok- fuck” He gasped, bucking his hips into hers. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, beginning to grind against him as she spoke “Don’t be all coy now, tell me what you said”. She emphasized her words with a roll of her hips, glad she decided to wear that tiny little skirt he loved so much. It made it so much easier to feel the way his cock was straining against his pants, so desperate for her attention.

“Maybe you wanna take it back instead?” she wondered out loud, her pace picking up speed when she was rewarded with a pleading moan of her name.

“J-just bite me” he whined at her, bucking into her as if to further his point. He knew he wasn’t playing her game the way she wanted, but he hoped she’d have a little mercy on him just this once.

His breath hitched, watching her push her panties to the side, maybe she was feeling kind after all? “Since you’re so cute” she cooed grinding her slick cunt against his dick, earning a groan and pair of hands grabbing at her hips “I’ll play nice”. He crashed their lips together with a needy moan eliciting a soft giggle from her before she lined him up, sinking down on him slowly.

“Now” she sighed pulling his head back by his hair again “Tell me where you want me to bite first”. “Anywhere’s good Ba- s-shit” he groaned, she barely let him adjust to her teeth sinking into his neck before starting to bounce herself on him. “You’re so cute” she smiled at all his sweet pretty little moans as she dragged her tongue over the new wound she’s inflicted before choosing a new spot to mark.

“(Y-yn)” he panted as her hips rocked teasingly slow “please Babe”. She chuckled at that, plunging her teeth into his neck once more before answering him. “Aww, are you gonna cum already?”. “Babe” he groaned out, squeezing and kneading at her ass and thighs “Stop teasing.” She leaned in for a kiss with a smile “Alright, alright. Go ahead and do what you want to Baby”.

He surged forward to capture her lips in a sloppy kiss, groaning into it and rolling his hips up into her experimentally. “Don’t hold back, I gave you permission Didn’t I?” she murmured after breaking away from the kiss. “He groaned at her when she tugged at his hair, her focus shifting back to littering his neck in bruising bites.

He moaned loudly, moving a hand to play with her chest while the other rested on her hip and dug into her skin. His thrusts taking up a bruising pace and hitting just the right spot. “Mm… fuck Denki just like that” she panted moving her biting along his shoulders.

“So close” he groaned teetering dangerously towards his release. He gritted his teeth as his breath grew heavy and mind blank. “I-I love you” he grunted as the bucking of his hips became frantic. He was rewarded with another sharp bite and a loud groan once she pulled away from his shoulder. “I love you too Denki, mm… f-fuck” she moaned into his ear when he pulled her tight against his chest giving her one last rough thrust before everything was enveloped in mind numbing pleasure.

She sighed once she came back down from her high, carefully removing herself from his lap before another idea popped into her mind. She was quick to reposition herself to be facing the tv, slipping him right back into her warmth and giggling at the grunt he let out when it registered what she was up to.

“Babe?”

“You distracted me. You’re gonna have to sit here like a good boy and don’t move an inch ok?”.

“Oh come on!”.

“Now you’re just being greedy, you already came in me”.

“Babe!”.

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how would haikyuu boys handle getting shipped with a friend on tiktok? feat. kuroo tetsuro

kuroo tetsuro has a crippling tiktok addiction and he’s in denial about it but everyone around him knows because all he does in his free time is get on that app

that’s canon i’m not arguing with anyone about this

he’s the kind of guy to fall asleep from scrolling through his fyp and the moment he wakes up he looks for his phone under his pillow to watch more lmaooo

so anyways

you share classes with him and he’s not really the kind of guy to have crushes especially on people he’s not close with

but then one day he’s on his fyp and he stumbles on one of your videos

and he’s just like ?? woah

he recognizes you obvi, he’s not one to talk to people out of his friend group but he’s not completely ignorant to everyone else

he immediately sees that you have indeed quite the following and have almost majority of your posts going viral

so yea you can say he’d notice you more in class now

at first it was subtle, looking at you more when he’s spacing out or paying close attention to you when you’re reciting

he doesn’t even notice how he includes you more in his thought process until the day kenma pointed it out to him how he’s been a bit more distracted lately

he brushed it off thinking it wasn’t really anything serious

but then boy Oh boy !!!

he started noticing the fact that you’ve got a really nice room in your vids and your fave led lights are the red ones since you almost always use them

he’s also really into the fact that you upload more on comedic videos than dancing ones

but HONEY when you posted your take on the dance trend of savage by megan thee stallion ,,, he was GONEEEE !!!

he sent that video to kenma like five times in a row with the caption “aha brb gonna LIVE for this woman 😗✌️”

kenma be like: simp city population - u

at this point he just accepts it, like flat out he took it within himself to UNDERSTAND how much he’s crushing on you and kenma asks him if he’s gonna do anything about it and he’s like ????

like he gets how awesome he is and stuff cause duh captain of the volleyball team and most probably the most beautiful man on campus but you’re also really good in class and very attractive

not to mention that you’ve never even looked his way before

he was hurt, man !!

only he could feel as rejected as someone who actually did get rejected

nevertheless, he got over that and just woke up one day telling himself that he was gonna shoot his shot anyway !!

so one day in class, right after the lunch bell rang, he took a deep breath and rummaged his insides for every drip of confidence he could muster

he walked to your seat and you were kinda surprised because this boy right here has never once talked to you before

his opening line was “can i sit here?”

you were still really confused but then he said something about wanting to be friends and your heart was just really warm cause !!!! that’s so NICE !!

and he mentioned how he knew you from tiktok since you practically lived on his fyp

you were really embarrassed and he got to see in action how your ears turn really red when you get shy

kuroo, internally: “that’s so FUCKEN CUTE !!!!!”

he had to reassure you that it was indeed really cool that you made bomb ass tiktoks

you were so grateful cause like one minute you were having a terrible day because of your stupid teacher then bam this 6’2 beauty of a man came swooping in telling you you were terrific

you two became friends after that and it made you really happy to have someone as cool as kuroo as your best friend

kuroo likes to sit with you at lunch except when you’re with other people then he gets a bit dejected so he’s just “well damn maybe tomorrow then”

it’s all good though cause he has invited you to numerous of his practices and that’s when you SEE how amazing this man is at volleyball

one day you’re like “hey wanna do a tiktok with me?”

and he’s like “the one where you kiss me?”

you, flushed: DIPSHIT WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT !!!!1!1!1!!

you guys do the one where you dance to supalonely by benee

it went OFF !!! 700k likes and a solid ass 2.7M views because apparently the viewers really like it when kuroo dances next to you in his varsity uniform and has sweat dripping on his forehead

your comments for the next two weeks are just like “bro post another one with kuroo please PLEASE”

kuroo: guess people just like me more :)

you: leave my mentions <3

sometimes you’d get people replying to your videos with “you and kuroo look really good together”

you see them but you most likely ignore it because even if you did know how much you liked kuroo, you didn’t wanna jeopardize the friendship, yk?

anyhow due to popular demand, you include him in your videos again and every time you do they always go viral !!!

it’s very cute especially when you do the ones where you snapchat him song lyrics and he answers even if he does know it’s a trend

“can they please just get together already, we all know they’re pining but they’re too coward to say it !!”

you: ok u know what user9728182829 since u’r so good at this why don’t u be the one to make tiktoks at a volleyball court and dodge all those stray balls 😤

you were so fed up with it that you actually tell kuroo about the entirety of tiktok shipping the two of you together

he was worried that you were upset because people liked you and him dating that he thought maybe you just weren’t into him

BUT THEN !!!

because of the corona virus all the schools shut down and people were forced to stay in their houses for quarantine

it was sad that everything got cancelled and you weren’t allowed to see your friends anymore

but that’s ok cause kuroo insisted to facetime everyday

you: why can’t we just text

kuroo: because what if you forget what i look like 🥺

you: hey i’m not that blessed ❤️

it was like the quarantine never happened since you still saw and talked to him everyday

sometimes he’d show up at your place but refuse to come inside cause social distancing

this mfer threw rocks on your glass window just to get your attention once

kuroo: i got you those edible cookie dough in pints !!

you: omfg 🥺👉👈

then he chucks it at you because he ain’t boutta break the law to get you food 😤

it’s ok though you have really good reflexes and it only hit your elbow the first 2 times !!

you got it all on camera and posted it on tiktok and everyone in the comments were LIVID at the fact that you captioned it with “best friends b like”

“i just know that kuroo is punching the air right now.”

“imagine risking the corona and still being friend zoned.”

“when you realize kuroo is actually the president of simp city.”

other times he’d snap you at 3 in the morning asking if you want anything from starbucks

no one:

your snapchat dms at 3:28 am: you really went to bed you SN A KE !!

and when you wake up the next morning you find out that this guy is still awake and that he’s been chilling in the starbucks parking lot all morning !!!

that’s ok though because other than the fact that his sleep schedule is completely wrecked he still got you your venti strawberry acai refresher

you: thank you sm 🥺 what do i owe you

kuroo: a kiss on the cheek

you: you can have the drink back ❤️

that’s when the new tiktok trend started and people were posting the hottest guys on campus or revealing their crushes since 1st grade

you, feeling brave because school is cancelled: aight bet 😎

you do a tiktok hopping on the trend and you captioned it with “now that we aren’t coming back to school here are the boys from campus that i’d date for real”

you stall for the first 30 second by vibing to the music and when the beat drop !!

you showed a picture of kuroo and you put in the text “kinda missing him too”

you were extremely regretting this but numerous people already saw it and the comments went on and on about how unsurprising this was

press f ma’am

so one afternoon while kuroo was scrolling through his tiktok, he was surprised by the amount of notifications he was getting

cause he doesn’t even post videos ??

he’s only there to watch funny stuff and leave insulting comments on your posts cause he’s a good friend

he checks and they’re all just tags of him in this one video and he was kinda worried cause what if it was a hate post ??

but then he saw that it was yours and he’s less nervous !!!

kuroo, texting you: if you diss me in this one i’m posting the screenshot of you falling asleep on facetime

so he watches it and ??????????????

bro he went 🥺

before he messages you he went straight for the comments and !!!!!

“who knew it was kuroo before watching the whole video?”

“don’t be shy put some more photos of him !!”

“if kuroo duets this i’m gonna make sure to never fall in love unless its like this.”

“y’all he did it boys!! he graduated from the best friend zone!!”

he’s still really surprised by this and he really hopes you’re not kidding cause bro you??? like him????

thanks to that comment he saw, he decides to duet your video by using the same sound and doing the same dance with the same caption “now that we aren’t coming back to school here are the ones from campus that i’d date for real”

and they’re all just pictures of you 🥺

it blows up but before you see it on your fyp he’s already asking to facetime and when you answer you swear he’s just got the biggest smile in the world i’m :(

kuroo: lol remember when you publicly told majority of the internet how much you liked me

you: lol remember when you weren’t talking ❤️

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