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amhrosina · 11 months

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please i need more miguel smut. you’re single-handedly the best Miguel writer i’ve found.

Miguel with an oral obsession? Maybe a thing with over-marking?

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x fem!Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

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a/n: here's a literal porn drabble that i couldn't get out of my head once i got this ask lol i have gotten a huge influx of requests so im going to be working my way through those over the next few days, also forcing everyone ive ever met to see the spiderverse movie with me, hope you enjoy!

warnings: oral fixation, oral (fem receiving), it is literally ALL smut, edging, overstimulation, squirting, biting kink, let me know if i missed any!

Smut directly under the cut!

“Shh, shh, shh, cariño. You can do it. Give me another one, honey.”

Miguel’s face was contorted into a mask of pure concentration. He held a predatory gaze on the slickness between your thighs, pumping two fingers in and out of your tight cunt, which hadn’t stopped clenching around him since your second orgasm. You had lost count, blissed out on the euphoria of Miguel’s tongue and fingers working together harmoniously to undo you, but you had to be nearing four or five by now, a feat you were sure he would let go straight to his ego.

“I c-can’t.” You stuttered, momentarily allowing your exhaustion to catch up with you. You sunk into the comforter, squeezing your eyes closed. “‘ts too much.”

He chuckled, shaking his head. “You sure about that? You want me to stop, honey?” He began to pull his fingers out of you at a slow, tortuous pace, brushing the soft spot deep inside your pussy, enticing a choked moan from your throat.

You frantically shook your head, nearly in tears as you cried out. “No, no, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

“That’s what I thought.” He grinned up at you before pressing a fleeting kiss to your clit, sending a spasm of pleasure directly up your spine. You arched off the bed, only to be shoved back down by Miguel’s thick, muscled shoulders. “You’re so wet, baby.”

His gaze had grown lusty again, and you nearly came from the look on his face alone. Mesmerized, completely enamored with the sight in front of him, he licked his lips before diving forward, connecting his mouth to your pussy for what you hoped wasn’t the last time of the evening.

The effect was immediate, pleasure shooting throughout your body, a dilating heat building deep in your core. His fingers were less intense, more focused on working with his tongue to coax the heat forward. Your thighs, which were considerably damp from your immense pleasure, shook with overstimulation against Miguel’s head.

“Oh.” You breathed, sucking in a large breath.

“Let me see your eyes, baby.” He purred, circling your clit with his dexterous tongue. “Wanna see them when you come, okay?”

You nodded, agreeing with him before he could finish his sentence. You barely heard him, so desperate to come that you would have agreed to just about anything coming out of his mouth. Almost immediately, his words slipped away from your mind. Your eyes slid closed, lost in the pleasure coursing throughout your body, and only opened again when the sharp prick of his fangs dug into your inner thigh.

“Miguel!” His name left your mouth in a combination of a moan and sob. He was licking the fresh wound, cleansing the ache, but staring at you intently as he did so.

“What did I just say?” He kissed the mark, but refused to return to his previous task of licking your soaked cunt.

“I-uh.” You blinked at him, trying your hardest to sort through the last five minutes in your mind, which was an exceptionally difficult task considering how close you’d been to coming all over his face moments before. “Um.” You added, unhelpfully.

His eyebrows twitched, watching your desperation grow as he continued his refusal to move. “You don’t remember?”

You shook your head, whimpering slightly when his deep sigh fanned his breath across your cunt. He smirked a little, shaking his head again.

“Hmm.” He said before tilting his chin and biting into a more sensitive patch of skin on your inner thigh. Euphoria blazed through your body, rising almost to the peak you were so desperate to reach. You were on the crux of an earth shattering orgasm, it was right there, but Miguel pulled his mouth away from the mark, smiling widely when you outright sobbed.

He did it again, and again, and again, edging you closer and closer to the brink before pulling away. He had to be running out a space, you thought deliriously as he sunk his fangs into your skin again. Panting moans echoed across the room. This wasn’t something you did often - Miguel almost never allowed himself to indulge - but when you did, it was euphoria like you’d never experienced before. You were high on the obscenity of it all, and the blown out pupils in his eyes were enough to tell you he was feeling it too.

His eyes.

“My eyes! When I come!” You yelped, finally remembering the words he’d uttered fifteen minutes prior.

“I knew you had it in you.” A satisfied smirk played on his lips. “Can I make you come now, honey?”

“Please.” You begged, sheer, unrelenting desperation clear in your voice.

He began licking your clit earnestly, seemingly beyond teasing or taunting you. His priority had shifted from building the fire in your core to fueling it. His fingers worked seamlessly with his tongue, pumping in and out of the tight hole with such precision, you were convinced he was born to be between your legs.

“Oh, God,” you gasped, clutching at Miguel’s shoulders, “I’m so c-close.”

“Mmm, I know, baby.” He hummed against your clit, “Doing so good for me. Look so pretty like this.”

You shuttered against him, trying your best to keep your eyes open and on him, though you were both so far gone at this point, you didn’t think it mattered. The fire in your belly had begun to spread, up, up, up, until every part of you was warm. Your orgasm came hurtling after it, shocking your system into euphoria, and you could do nothing but ride it out on Miguel’s tongue.

Seconds or minutes went by - time was tricky when you were this blissed out - but you finally came to, coated in sweat and panting heavily. Miguel was grinning wildly from between your legs, and as the Earth righted itself again, you realized how incredibly damp he looked.

“Oh. My. God.” You muttered, eyes widening with the realization of what you’d just done. “I didn’t mean to! How did- What did I- I’m so sorry!”

You’d never seen Miguel so elated.

“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He stated firmly, nuzzling against your thighs. “You magnificent creature. We’re doing that again as soon as you can handle it.”

You shook with anticipation, unsure if Miguel would ever let you leave your bed again. You didn’t think you minded if he didn’t.

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sweetlyskz · 4 months

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Emerald Gem||Chapter Five

Chapter one|Chapter two|Chapter three|Chapter four|Chapter five|Chapter six|Chapter seven|Chapter eight||Chapter nine|Chapter ten (finale!)|

Pairing: Hybrid!OT7 x fem!reader

Overview: Living away from society has its perks. All natural food from your thoroughly cultivated farm, no nosy neighbors, and peace and security with your animals. But sometimes you did get lonely, having no one the talk to but the pigs. However, when 7 extremely wanted hybrids stable upon your deserted farm, everything changes.

Genre: Hybrid Au, Strangers to lovers, slow burn, smut, fluff

Word count: 1.7k

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"How much longer do we have to keep walking?"

The group was extremely sick and exhausted, walking miles and miles along the forest. When Jimin had no more energy left, the youngest carried him on his back. The pack leader was fearful of the government coming to find them, so during the day they walked nonstop. And when the sun would finally rest, they would rest in the nearest cave or by the tallest tree.

"Until we make it to some water", Joon claimed, ears perked to listen for the closest stream. "I can hear it. We're almost there."

"We wouldn't have had to run, y'know..." Jimin was absentmindedly whispering his thoughts, delirious from lack of sleep.

"I miss her", Tae whined. "And I miss the food, and the comfy bed, and the little chickens..."

Namjoon ignored their complaints, keeping the same pace. He was just as sick and tired as they were, but his love for his pack kept him strong. Now matter how much they tried to convince him to stay, it didn't work. But they couldn't blame him- Namjoon has been burned before.

And he wasn't gonna let it happen again.

Justin didn't like taking the bus. The older kids always made fun of him. Plus, his school was only a couple of minutes away from home if he took the shortcut. So everyday afterschool he would hop the fence behind the school and take left and right turns through the alleyways to get home.

Until one day where he met a little wolf hybrid. Justin had stumbled upon the little guy next to a dumpster in the alley. He was frail and weak looking. His short was torn, his pants were jagged, and the soles of his feet were black.

"Hey little guy", Justin whispered, slowly walking up to the wolf as to not startle him. However it did quite the opposite.

"Please!" He screamed. "I'll go but please don't hurt me!"

With that, Justin backed away. "I'm not gonna hurt you- promise!" The hybrid stood on his feet with haste, getting ready to make a fast exit.

But Justin didn't wanna let him go.

"Are you lost? Do you need some help?" That's when he realized Justin wasn't coming for him- he probably didn't even know who he was.

"N-no. Im f-fine", he whispered, making his way to the kind human who offered to help him. "Just please don't tell anyone I'm here-please." He got down on his knees and pleaded.

"I won't, I swear. But, you can't stay here. Whoever you're hiding from will find you as easily as I did."

The hybrid thought for a second, pondering over his next moves. He's probably been on the run his whole life. His street smarts are probably beyond compare. At least, that's what Justin thought.

"I have nowhere to go..." He whispered. "My family... they're dead. They're all dead- and I'm alone."

It was like looking in a mirror. Justin had found someone just like him. Parentless, scared, afraid. He had a feeling he could help. "You can come stay with me for a while", he offered.

And just like that- he found himself stepping into Justins small apartment. It was cramped, but it's all Justin could afford so he made it work. They lived together for month before Justin finally asked what his name was.

"Namjoon", he replied. "My name is Kim Namjoon, and I'm wanted for murder."

***

Some of the food in your fridge had spoiled. Just to prevent from wasting you walked miles away to the nearest neighbor and gave them all of your leftovers. It been a couple weeks since the guys had left, and you were feeling lost-empty. You knew who they were. You knew what people called him. You knew they were wanted by the government, but it didn't stop you from taking them in.

And even though they hadn't stayed long, it was hard to imagine what life was like without them- especially when you had already imagined a life with them.

When it was time to rest your head, you would walk by their rooms and whisper goodnight. But even though no one was there, the ghost of them always replied back, "goodnight, sweet dreams."

Every now and then you swear you hear laughing downstairs, the sound of Hoseok rolling around in the grassy field, or even the sound of Taehyung flipping the page of a good book. Every now and then, while making dinner, you feel a presence creep up behind you asking "Can I just have one bite? How will I know if it's good if I don't try it?" Jungkook loved to sneak bits of supper before it was ready.

The feeling made you queasy, and it brought tears to your eyes. It made you anxious, so you watched the new every night in hopes that they hadn't been caught. Because, even though they didn't want to stay with you, you sure as hell weren't going to let the researchers have them.

You had already made that mistake once before.

Your birthday party was absolutely amazing! Your friends were there, all of your family came. Even the gifts were memorable. However, something was missing. Your nine year old self couldn't put your finger on it, but something seemed off about that day. It felt as though you were at someone else's birthday party, like the party wasn't for you.

If wasn't until you got older that you realized that it was true- it wasn't technically your birthday party. It was your birthday- that part it true. However, the party was your father's. It was your father's friends, it was their children. They were never your friends. No one would even notice if you weren't there.

So you left.

By your house was a lake, a peaceful lake where all you could hear was the wind blowing through the trees. That's where you snuck off to that night. That's where you met Mina. She was a wolf- the most beautiful wolf you might ever have seen (the only wolf at that time). Her fur was pure white with specks of gray, and her eyes shimmered in the moonlight. One might've been afraid of her, but you certainly were not. She could tell.

"You come here often, Don't you?" The wolf could speak. For some reason, that didn't scare you either. "From the trees, I notice you come hear to wipe your tears. What's bothering you?"

"I'm alone", you whispered, audibly enough for her to hear. "I don't think I'm supposed to exist. All the signs point against it." You laid in the grass, picking piece to fiddle with. Telling your secrets to a total stranger wasn't the best option. But for you, it was the only option.

"Don't speak such words", she scolded. "Close your eyes. I wanna show you a secret."

You obeyed, shutting your eyes as tight as you could. Out of nowhere, great winds blew and the ground shook.

"Now, open."

She was gone. She vanished, right in front of you. The wolf had vanished, and what replaced it was even more beautiful. Her hair was silver. Her eyes were green. She clothed her self in leaves- fitted like a dress.

"Happy birthday, pup", she smiled. Your eyes began to shed tears. She was the first person to wish you happy birthday- Not even your parents did so.

"T-thank you", you sniffled. "I'm Y/n." She patted your head, the same way your mother once did. It was comforting. Here she was, a total stranger, and she's given you more attention than your mother has in a long time. It entranced you, to the point of laying your head on her

"I know", She sighed. "The nights not going so well, is it?"

You nodded. "When does it ever? I'm nine and feel like I'm an adult- so much I haven't done with so much responsibility."

Daciana was her name, a quite beautiful name. You told her all your fears and she held you close. She comforted you when no one else would.

You will never forgive yourself for what happened to her...

***

The cave was cold, almost icy. Jin wanted to light a fire but Joon was strongly against it. "That'll make us an easy target", he scolded.

Jimin laid flat on his back, having no neck or back support. He thought of you. What are you doing right now? What may you be wearing? He dreamed of the dinner you might be cooking.

Does she even care that we're gone?

Jungkook was trying his best to keep Hobi's fever down, but it continued to rise. Taehyung was in excruciating pain. Yoongi was absolutely delirious and Joon could hardly breathe, choosing the solid ground as the best place to rest.

"Joon, we can't go on like this", Jin begged. It hurt him to see his pack in so much pain. It hurt even more to know the cause of it was his pack alpha.

He heaved, trying to get back on his two feet with no avail. "What else can we do? The minute we think we're safe, we'll will be taken. You know this! Where can we possibly go?"

"Back home", Jimin mumbled, using the last bits of his energy. "I wanna go back home, to Y/n."

"Me too", Kook whispered just audible enough to hear. The rest of the pack agreed, sharing their sentiments- everyone except Namjoon. While everyone whined and groaned, he laughed exasperatedly.

"Are you guys serious? She would've turned us over to the authors the minute she found out who we really are! How many times do I have to tell you this? You cannot trust humans."

Jin was fed up. He was sick, exhausted, and lonely. And he was done following orders.

"What do you think you're doing?" The pack watched Jin as he put Jimin on his back, heading towards the entrance of the cave.

"We're going home, Joon..." Jimin struggled to keep his eyes open, but a smile was plastered on his face. It was hard to miss his excitement, even if it was a little hard for him to express. "Anyone who wants to come can come, but I'm tired of living in fear."

He continued, pointing towards his alpha. "Let me know when you're done too. You know where to find us."

And with that, the six pack member left the dark and empty cave, leaving Namjoon alone with his thoughts.

What am I gonna do now? He thought.

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infictionalwonderland · 1 year

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PERIODS — harry lewis

pairing: harry lewis x fem!reader

warnings: periods… NOT REALLY A WARNING BUT YKKK, swearing, suggestive-ness, medication

Whoever said people your age couldn’t have sleepovers, could go and do one—because you absolutely fucking could, you and Talia proving said notion right now; your boys were off again, somewhere abroad for a sidemen shoot and leaving you and your best friend alone. Instead of getting all weepy and mopey (over a boy, never you) you and her decided to make the most out of the lack of testosterone—after you’d dropped your boyfriend off at the airport, all innocent smiles and pretty fluttering lashes, you’d zoomed off (probably breaking several speed limits) to get to your best friends new home.

When you got there, she’d opened the door with an excited screech despite expecting you and you returned it despite knowing she’d been the one to open the door. After of long embrace where she didn’t wanna let you go, you finally convinced her with the promised of pizza and brownies. Hauling your overnight bag in, you’d began your girly night—music booming, comfy clothes on, gossip upon gossip and so many laughs your whole body was in tatters as you made pizzas and brownies (admittedly, hers were better but she was literally Mario’s second cousin, it’s to be expected)

Food in hands and smiles never leaving your faces, you’d taken off into a race into a race for the living room (you won, obviously) and began your evening of movie watching—from 10 things i hate about you to It, then legally blonde and Tangled, and many more, . . .you had quite the night. However both of your highlights was when you discovered you both started your cycles on that particular day—before your boyfriends had left and around basically the same times: it had you both in tear inducing laughter for two minutes. You’d ended up taking a Polaroid of you both grinning while holding up Flow (the period tracker app) and showing you both having the exact same cycles.

Twins.

That was yesterday—now you were both lying in a miserable heap of pain and exhaustion in Talia’s king size bed, hot water bottles on your abdomens and remaining snacks being shovelled into your mouths as you both snuggled and occupied yourselves on your phones.

You smiled slightly when your boyfriends name popped up over TikTok but grimaced afterwards as your stomach turned horribly.

harry🤍

gd mornin xx yu okay luv ?

you’re actually illiterate

harry🤍

and you can’t punctuate, we all have are own flaws. anyway i hope ur good, we’re landing at 3, want me to pick u up anything?

You grinned wider, deciding to piss about.

yeah actually can you get me some jumbo tampons!! thank youuu x

harry🤍

what. they do JUMBO? i mean thats, at least their being inclusive. good on em 👍 wait bloody hell love, you’re on again already? swear i don’t know how you still have blood in ya

yeah it happens to be a monthly thing, harry. 😄😄😄😄😄 also im with my gf so you might have to whisk me away before me elope xxxxx

harry🤍

she’d get you a shitty ring anyway i’ll get in simons lift home then and you can drop us off. … i love you, gotta go, see you soon gorgeous

love you too smelly 😜

You looked over at Talia at, miraculously, the same time she looked up at you and when she wordlessly showed you her phone, showcasing messages of her asking Simon for XXL pads, you gasped laughingly and showed her your messages to Harry. She made a shocked face before meeting your eye and you both burst out laughing, only to groan as you ached all fucking over.

“I hate being a women.”

It was now half two and while Talia was effectively making your day better—you both were still in immense pain. You’d migrated to every living room (you loved it so much, you could cry) and both had a sofa to yourself, Mushu (their adorable dog) was nipping at some toy from where he was sat by the telly. You both were on your phones for the most part, last nights episode of Love Island that you’d absently recorded now playing on the TV as you both munched away on the breakfast Talia got delivered—McDonald’s breakfast for you and she had a spiced cheesy omelette from this little breakfast place.

“When do you think Harrys gonna ask. .?” Talia looked at you from her place on the sofa, wiggling her ringed finger mischievously with a glittering smile, one hand still firmly against her stomach.

“Probably never.”

“Bullshit!” She shot back instantly, sitting up and pointing firmly in your direction as she ignored the pain she was in in favour of reassuring you. “Babe, you have not seen the way that man looks at you when he thinks no one is looking. Like, seriously, he has literal heart eyes for you and don’t even get me started on how he speaks about you. It’s like your the best thing in this entire world to him, really. Like you’re some kinda goddess or somethin’ he always looks so awestruck by you.”

“. .probably cause I cook him dinner.” You offered with a shrug, smiling lopsidedly, and Talia snorted with a head shake.

“Or you are his dinner.”

“I mean, he does—“

“Ah! WAIT, NO. Stop, no more, please.”

You grinned at her, sparing a wink before cooing at Mushu happily and urging him to jump up on you, which he did. Your entire demeanour seemed to soften as you wrapped your arms around the large grey ball of fluff.

“He’ll probably ask you soon.”

“Natalia.” You threw her a mock serious look and she put her hands up in a surrender motion, finding herself all too funny.

“What—have you seen you?” Talia retorted, faking a dreamy sigh as she readjusted herself on the plush material of her sofa. “I’d kiss you, marry you and fuck you. Repeatedly.”

“Miss Mar. . .” You jokingly trailed off.

“Have my babies?”

“I thought you’d never ask!”

“We should really do this more often.” Talia pouted at you, friendly love bright in her irises as she pulled her blanket more around her body. “I miss hanging with you, sexy bum.”

“Miss you more, baby cakes.” You winked at her dramatically, mouth falling open just like Fred Weasley and she giggled back at you, snapping a candid photo.

“Speaking of babies—“

“NATALIA HADDOCK.”

Approaching four o’clock was when your boyfriends finally rolled up—you and Talia didn’t actually notice at first, you were both laying down on the living room floor with Mushu next to you and a mediation video on the large screen, giggles slipping past your lips even as you attempted to be quiet. You would’ve sat up but considering your cramps. . .‘twas a no go.

“Keep your fake lips shut, Cruella.”

Talia squawked in offence at your comment but kept her eyes shut for the purpose of mediation, blindly lifting a manicured hand to swat at you.

In that moment, your boyfriends both walked through the door, trading odd looks at the silence in the home (if there was anything you and Talia were together, it was not silent). Simon lead Harry through the house, more confused than anything to where his fiancé was but when they heard whooshing sounds from the living room, they both stopped uncertainly.

Harry quickly picked up a random umbrella from where they were sat, just in case.

However, when you hesitantly stalked into the living room they didn’t expect to see both of their girlfriends laying sprawled across the floor in starfish position with a mediation video playing on the large TV. They both paused, trying to repress their amusement and Harry instantly got out his phone—zooming into you to take some photos.

“Feeling zen, yet?” Simon inquired.

“So zen.” You both confirmed, simultaneously.

There was silence for no more than a second before you and Talia both let out startled exclamations and sat up straight—immediately groaning out in pain after as your stomach cramped and ached (day 2 was your personal worst day for pain/cramps).

“Woah. Woah, woah.” Simon paused at the in sync groans of pain, “listen. . .I know you both have like, interlinked emotions but please don’t tell me you can feel what the other feels?!”

“Boy.” Talia gave him a deadpan stare.

“Help.” You urged your boyfriend, reaching out your hands expectantly and he rolled his eyes fondly as he walked over to you, large hands taking your smaller ones in his own and he tugged you up from the ground, one of his arms wrapping around your waist to pull you into him. “Hey stranger.”

“Hey.” Harry mumbled back, grinning widely as he pulled you flush against him, digging his head endearingly into the crook of your neck and leaving two swift kisses, your sweet aroma surrounding him and clouding his thoughts as you hummed, running your fingers through his short hair.

“No PDA in my house!” Simon exclaimed.

“Shush,” Talia tutted—unimpressed with her fiancé, “don’t listen to him. Harry, kiss my girl all you want just. . nothing more, preferably.”

“She’s not your girl.”

“Am I not?” You played clueless, faking a confused look at him before going to step over to your best friend, only for him to tug you back against him, large, muscled arms wrapping around your front to hold you back.

“Disgusting.” Simon blanched. “Do that in your own home, please.”

You and Talia both rolled your eyes in sync: you turned your head to smile up at your boyfriend, pressing a loving peck to his soft lips and then his bicep before gently tugging his arms off you, getting ready to say bye to your friends.

“Bye beautiful.” Talia grinned, her arms coming to wrap around you with a careful tightness. “I love you, let me know if you need anything—also, we should really really do this again soon. I love spending time with you.”

Feeling your heart warm, you smiled back at her genuinely. “I love spending time with you too, Lia. Next time we can make lasagna and cupcakes. . .the Tom and Jerry ones.”

Talia squealed slightly, pulling away from your hug to press kisses to both your cheeks and then your forehead.

“You’re the best. Miss ya’ already.”

“Missing you more.”

A few minutes later, you and Harry were finally out of the mini-mar household. Your boyfriend had finally resigned to carrying you when you had fully stopped walking and hunched over slightly in pain from your cramps—he’d sighed, like the tired boyfriend he was, then gently picked you up bridal style and ignored Talia’s obnoxious awes and how she took several pictures.

(She totally didn’t put them on her story)

“Spoiled princess, ‘s what you are.” Harry shook his head jokingly as he carefully put you down in the passenger side of your own car that he was driving cause you were in pain.

“Ain’t that the truth.”

He grinned at you, looking up through his lashes as he did your seatbelt for you, one of his large arms caging you in and the the other free arm reaching over your lower half to tug the seatbelt tighter. He looked similar to an angel in that moment—sun illuminating his features, those fucking blue eyes you were a sucker for and you felt a trail of sparks on the skin his hand purposefully brushed over.

“That tight enough?” Harry inquired, cheekily.

“So tight.” You responded with a snicker of your own and he rolled his eyes at you, tugging a strand of your hair briefly and you feigned a dramatic wince as he left you, shutting the door to your side and climbing in the drivers side.

You looked over, rolling down your window readily as you knew what was coming—when your car started to take off, Talia opened up the window closest to the driveway, popping out her head with a gorgeous gleaming smile.

“BYE BYE BEAUTIFUL, I HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER SOON!”

“BYE GORGEOUS—SAME GOES FOR YOU, CALL ME!”

As you did the ‘call me’ symbol with your hand and gave her a dramatic wink, she giggled before ducking her head back indoors.

“Might as well date her.”

“Might just, y’know.” You smiled at him sweetly, turning on the radio for background noise like you always did, “Smells a lot than my current partner anyway?”

“He can’t be that bad!”

“No, really, he stinks of piss.”

“I beg you fu—“

He cut himself off, grin faltering as he heard you wince in pain, frowning softly as he looked over at you.

“Hanging in there alright?”

“Mhm.” You hummed, smiling tensely.

“I got you something.” Harry mentioned, peering over at you and when he saw you looking him with that adorably confused look, he nudged his head backwards and your eyes followed—landing on the Tesco bag in the backseat.

“My jumbo tampons?” You cackled to yourself.

“No—I did look though—“ Your laughter increased in volume, ignoring the aching pain overcoming you as best you could, “Oh—Oh. I see now, they aren’t a thing. You played me.”

“What? No, never.”

“I smell deceit.”

“I smell piss. Oh, wait, it’s just you.”

You giggled at yourself and while he tried to playfully glare at you, he couldn’t quite keep his smile at bay as he stared at you.

Curiously, you reach behind you and tug the Tesco bag from its space in the back, lugging it into your lap and opening it up—your mouth immediately pops open in an awww when you take in the two sets of cupcakes, your favourite chocolate bars, the sanitary products and some pain medication.

“Harry. .”

“Don’t mention it, I beg.” A sheepish crimson blush coats his pale cheeks at your tone and your evident heart eyes. Jesus Christ, were you pretty. He was so lucky to be able to call you his, that much he knew for sure.

“Thanks, handsome.”

“Yeah, yeah anytime man.”

You arch a brow.

“Anytime, love.” Harry corrects, flashing you an equal parts amused and sarcastic smile as you nod your approval to the changing pet name.

When you finally arrive back at your apartment complex—Harry’s already out of his side of the car as soon as it stops, and then he goes over to you, opening your door and looking down at you. He lets at a dramatic heaving sigh at your doe eyed look, scolding his skin for flushing and heart for picking up.

Effortlessly, he takes the bag off your hands with one hand and pulls you from the car with the other, once you’re out the car he lifts you up easily with one arm and you wrap your legs around his hips, arms around his neck.

“Hi.” You mumble, grinning mischievously as your acrylics scratch at his beard.

“My pretty troublemaker.” Harry huffs affectionately, squinting down at your bright smile fuelled by mischief. “Don’t you dare bring attention to us, this is embarrassing enough.” He nearly whines.

You merely smile, a kiss to his cheek to tide over his anxieties.

The walk was going pretty smoothly, but as soon as Harry stepped foot into the elevator, another set of footsteps followed and his eyes shut miserably, leaning down and sighing into your neck hopelessly.

“Hi Effie!” You immediately perk up at the sight of the older woman—Effie was this sweetheart fifty six year old who lived on the floor below you and Harry, a vast lover of plants and animals with a hatred for men (you loved her, Harry was scared of her).

Harry barely refrains for niping at the soft skin of your neck in reprimand. Of bloody course.

“Hello dearie.” The older woman, hair a dyed purple shade and silver septum hanging from her button nose, greets you with a calm smile. Effie was evidently unfazed by the scene in front of her—if anything, she was proud that you were putting your man to work. “How are you today?”

“Oh I’m grand, Ef.” You smiled so charmingly that as Harry stared down at you, he almost forgot he was even supposed to be annoyed. “How are you? How’s Tia, I miss her!”

“I’m well, thank you, dearie. Tia misses you too, I assure you. Perhaps you come down tonight, I can bake us some cookies just how you like them.”

Harry paused, bewildered. Did his girlfriend just get hit on by a grandma?!

“I—“

Before you could even get a word out, the elevator dinged open to your floor and Harry wasted now time practically sprinting out with his arms possessively entangled around your frame; you quickly exclaimed a startled ‘bye Effie’ over your boyfriends shoulder before the elevator doors shut.

You quickly distracted yourself with how you could feel your boyfriends muscular biceps as he held you up, your acrylics took to touching and tracing them as he bounced you up further on his hip. You closed your eyes, leaning further into him and humming at the delightful scent of his cologne, the soothing vibrations of his body as he quietly chatted away helping to dull the aches in your own body.

“You alright there, y/n?”

“Never been better.” You smiled up at him and he gives you an amused one back, kissing your forehead softly as he finally opens the door to your shared apartment—once inside, he readily manoeuvres the both of you to the sofa where he carefully places you down, handing you the bag of food and your favourite blanket he spots on the lone armchair. “Thank youuu.”

“Spoiled princess.” He names again, but the smile on his face is enough to melt you despite his words.

Harry then goes into the kitchen as you try and adjust on the sofa more comfortably, face screwing up as a particularly harsh pain washes through you—your abdomen clenching. To distract yourself, you search through the Tesco bag and smile to yourself as you take out the first batch of muffins.

You mindlessly click onto WhatsApp, taking a photo of the bag of goodies and sending it to the girls groupchat with a little ‘make your men do this for you, pretty ladies’ and instantly being met with gushing from them all.

“Showing off my expert shopping skills?”

You startle—gaze flickering to your boyfriend who smiles at you, that smile he saves just for you and it makes you feel so special and warm every time. Your eyes dart over him, noticing the hot water bottle he now clutches (you love that hot water bottle—it’s got this absolutely adorable cover of a lama).

Fucking hormones, you think, as you feel a wave of emotion hit you at how much he’s done for you.

“Hey,” Harry noticed the quivering frown you now adopted and internally panicked, did I do something? Hot water bottle in hand, he hurried towards you, kneeling down on the floor beside where you were laying and twirling a pierce of your hair around his finger. “Hey. What’s wrong, love, hm? You in pain?”

“Yeah.” You answer him shakily, that’s not why your suddenly upset. “I love you.”

If he’s confused—he doesn’t show it, he merely smiles at you comfortingly, leaning in to gently press a kiss to your lips.

“I love you more.”

You smile up at him and his face softens completely at you—he’s so fucking in love. And yes, these thoughts of his are incredibly soppy, but, he couldn’t help it. The girl of his dreams, the love of his life, the prettiest person in the world, was currently staring at him like he hung the moon and the stars. . . he’d never tire of your beautiful face, your radiant smile that flustered him every damn time.

When you move so he can slide in behind you, he eagerly takes the invitation. He slots in behind you on the sofa, pulling you atop him with your back against his chest; he takes the hot water bottle, your favourite one, and carefully moves up your shirt before pressing it against your lower stomach and keeping his hands there to hold it in place, pressing a thoughtless yet meaningful kiss to the side of your head and you snuggle back into him.

“Oi, give me a bite.”

“Fuck off, it’s my scran.”

“Yeah—and who’s card did it make a dent in?”

“Our card, handsome.”

“. . . Spoiled princess.”

And that’s how you spend most of the rest of your day—intertwined limbs, goofy grins, soft kisses and joking insults.

(He’s never been more in love)

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ale-nose · 25 days

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“He doesn’t have time for me anymore”Pt.1

Quackity x fem! reader

angst???

check out the second part: 💕

I’ve been dating Quackity since June. The first couple of months were amazing, It was full of joy, love, laughter. But now since the QSMP has been blowing up and with him adding all these people and upgrading the server. I’ve rarely talk to him anymore. I don’t even feel him laying in bed with me anymore. I don’t speak to him anymore. I don’t even come across with him all day. He doesn’t even have time for me anymore. He’s always in his office phone call after phone call, stream after stream. I’m tired of this.

“baby” I say while walking into the office. “mhm” quackity mumbles. “i missed you. When are you going to come out of your office?”- i say. “i don’t know y/n please leave me alone im kinda busy if you didn’t see” - he says in a different harsh tone. “okay”- i say while giving him a peck on his cheek. I honestly didn’t know what else to do but to clean. I started with putting on my headphones and doing the laundry, cleaning the bathrooms, rooms, living room, kitchen. It was around 7 pm when i finished. I decided to shower and order food. I wanted to order mcdonald’s since i’ve been craving their fries like usual. I decided to ask Quackity if he wanted some. let’s see if he actually wants to talk to me nice.

“mi amor do you want mcdonald’s? im about to order some”- i say. “can you get me fries please?”- he responds. “okay” i respond. After i placed the order i decided to lay down in my nice clean sheets. After they dropped off the food outside, i decided to place it on the table and yell out Quackity name. He finally comes out of his room. He looks exhausted and he had bags under his eyes. After we finish eating i decided to ask him

“baby why don’t you talk to me anymore?”- i asked

“y/n you know i have a lot of things going on. not everything is going to be about you” - he responds while getting up from his chair and on his way to the bedroom

“but still you don’t leave your office at all, you don’t eat, you don’t sleep, you rarely talk anymore especially to me, i mean honestly baby your killing yourself, you need a break for a day”- i say while following him

“i said everything is not about you and stop being in my business why do you care if im not talking to you anymore. you don’t do anything. ”- he yells while hitting the wall.

“first of all don’t yell at me and second of all i clean, i cook, i wash your clothes every day, im the only one buying and doing everything here”- i respond to him yelling.

“you know what maybe it time for you to go back to your parents for a while. maybe leave me alone for a while”- he says while going into my closet and throwing all my clothes and suitcase on the floor.

“no i don’t want too i wanna be with you. I just want to clear things up with you baby. I love you quackity can’t you see. I’m deeply in love with you”- i yell while crying.

“well tell to that to somebody who actually cares. maybe find somebody who actually cares about you. maybe find somebody who actually wants to be with you. maybe find somebody who is better and hotter than me”- he yells

“wait so your saying that you never wanted to be with me? so everything was a lie Alexis?” i respond crying even harder than before.

“yes y/n it’s the truth. I don’t want to see you anymore. I don’t want you. I want to find a girl better than you. A girl who actually respects what i’m doing and what i’m going through in life y/n. Gosh you’re so blind. It was so obvious that i didn’t want you around anymore”- He responds

“alright fine then i’m leaving fuck you because all you did was treat me like shit for no reason when all i did was love and cared for you. You’re so fucking blind Alex: You would never find any girl like me because in this generation girls only want you for money.”- i respond while putting all my clothes in suitcases. I left all the necklaces and rings he had given me. All the portraits we had together. Everything was done. Everything was fake. The boy i thought I’ll married and have kids with one day was dead to me. I fucking hate him. I hated everybody.

I booked the next plane ticket out to my parents house. I was so done. I got on the phone with my mom and told her everything i broke down. I couldn’t breathe anymore. it hurts so bad but that’s life. I put all of my suitcases to the door. I see Quackity on the couch staring into space.

“Baby”- he says while approaching me. “baby i’m sorry i didn’t mean any of that. Please baby please i still want to be with you”- he says with his shaking voice. I wanted to give in but this was for the best. He was hurting me so bad. This cycle was going to repeat again and again.

“leave me alone Alex. you don’t want me here anymore and i respect that. fuck you alex you fucking hurt me so bad. you fucking jerkoff. i’m leaving either way. i don’t want to hear your bullshit anymore or your shitty excuses”- i say.

02/23/24….

I was back with my parents. I missed them a lot. It was better here than with Quackity. I had gotten a message. My heart dropped..,

𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬💕

*new message*

I opened it.

𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬💕

y/n can we talk?

Pt2?

#quackity x reader #quackity x y/n #quackity x you #quackity smut #alex quackity #quackity

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lixisere777 · 4 months

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Drabble 02: Amidst the shadows and rain, there's Jungkook who becomes your sun instead

Wc: 2.7k

Mentions of: ocean water, crying, stress, knives and a bulgar (nothing happens), a bit suggestive, kissing and I think that's it?

Note: I've been working on this for months, it feels nice to finally get it done. I wanted to finish it especially now to comfort us after Jungkook left so aaah >.<. Hope you enjoy!

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The long, hectic week was finally catching up to you. You were exhausted, anxious, irritated and just in need of a warm cuddle session with your lovely boyfriend. One would think you felt relieved at this moment—now that this hectic week has come to an end—, but it felt like you were just destined for worse. Everything was going wrong, nothing went the way you planned it to. Now that it was finally over you expected to be greeted by the feeling of relief, but alas even on your way home, you were not left alone by the grip of misfortune clinging to you. It suddenly started raining and since the bus you wanted to take decided to be a no-show you had to walk home. Without a jacket. Great.

It wasn't raining that hard so you thought it didn't matter, but you arrived home in soaking wet clothes anyway after a car passing by caused a wave of dirty water to splash your way. You could cry. If you didn't turn out sick the next morning, it'd be a miracle.

A week full of stress had just ended, but you couldn't seem to get rid of every gnawing feeling that it left behind. You just want to take your mind off of things. When you entered the door to your shared apartment, you wanted nothing more than to be greeted by his beautiful face stretched out into that famous bunny smile you loved so much. But of course —since nothing was in your favor—you arrived to the deafening silence of Jungkook's absence.

You were planning on dumping your soaked body on top of him and ignoring all of your worries, but even that you can’t get.

With a heavy sigh you peeled off your clothes and put them in the laundry basket, jumping in the shower right after to try to wash away the weight on your shoulders.

—

You jumped awake at the loud clatter coming from the kitchen. Instead of reacting like a normal human being and hiding, you started yelling with your eyelids still stuck together—the drowsiness refusing to escape you. Grabbing the first thing you could find on the couch you fell asleep on, the huge rainbow-colored hello kitty plushie you were cuddling with, you tried forcing your eyes open. You yelled, "Who's there?” pointing the innocent plushie towards the source of the sound.

A fit of giggles replaced the sound of the echo your voice left behind, probably mocking your messy bed hair and unusual weapon. You frowned, a pout appearing on your face as you realized your lover was the one to awaken you so rudely from the magical dream you had just a few seconds ago.

“Do you expect a plushie to protect you from a burglar?”, he approached you after picking up the empty bowl he dropped.

“Well what do you expect me to do when the burglar is in the kitchen, where all the knives are, and my boyfriend isn’t there to protect me?”, the pout never left your face.

His tattooed hand went through your head to try and smooth down the mess your pillow had created. He didn’t mean to but he got so lost in the look in your eyes and the feeling of your hair against his hand, that he forgot to form a response. You didn’t mention it though, the fond smile on his face and his gentle touch on yours fill your heart with warmth in ways you could never have dreamed of before.

You did however miss the sound of his voice, too soon to your liking, so you spoke up anyway, just to hear him speak.

“When did you get home, anyway?” This time, your hand was the one to reach towards his body. Your fists bawling around his loose shirt, resisting the urge to hug him.

“Not too long ago, didn’t wanna wake you”, the sweet sound of his voice reached your ears again. The muscles on your face contract, trying to hide the involuntary smile that tried to betray your unsatisfied yearning for Jungkook's attention

You sigh, giving in and pulling his body close to yours. Your arms wrap tightly around his waist, your head rests on his chest and all negative feelings flood from your body. A sound of relief escaped you. You could cry. But this time it’s because your heart is so full of love, so full of love you were afraid it would burst and lose all the love you’ve stored in there just for him.

“Are you okay, baby?” His voice faltered with concern. Nonetheless he hugged you back as you felt his arms snake around your neck.

“Just a hectic day—”, your stream of words got interrupted by the single tear falling from your eye, you had to stop talking or you knew you’d burst out in tears. You wanted to tell him so badly, tell him; “who am I kidding, this whole week has been holding me by my throat and I still can’t seem to find a way to loosen its grip.” But you didn’t want to break down in tears in front of him. Not when he was probably having a more challenging week than you could ever handle. Truly, could you ever complain about your life knowing his everyday is way harder?

“Oh no, baby don’t cry.” You were a bit shocked, but how could you be? Jungkook knew you better than you knew yourself. Is it scary that he can recognize the slightest change in your tone and behavior so easily? Maybe. But do you love him all the more for it? Definitely.

He started swaying you both to the side, knowing how you liked to be cradled. It was an unconscious habit of yours whenever you couldn’t sleep or felt uneasy. Over the years, he had also adopted your silly little habit and now he couldn't hold you without swaying you anymore.

“Hmm, you know what? Tomorrow I have a day off. What if we spend it at the beach?” He sighed, placing his head on top of yours, plans for the day filling his mind already. “We could bring a cloth and sit by the shore an—oh!” His excitement got the best of him as another string of ideas flooded his mind. “And we can bring some snacks and some stuff we could do. We can paint, play lego or play board games. I can think of so many things!”

You just giggled to yourself, the dried-up tears on your face long forgotten. “I’m all in. I just wanna see the sunset,” you croaked out a response.

“Anything for my baby,” he spoke, kissing your forehead when you finally removed your head from his now slightly damp shirt to look him in the eyes. But you weren’t planning on settling for a simple kiss on the head, so you pouted your lips, non-verbally asking for a proper kiss on the lips. And he complied—with the biggest lovesick smile on his face.

—

The smell of Jungkook's cooking skills flooded your nostrils and your mouth started to water. After the long day you just had, a warm meal is everything else you craved.

"What are you doing?," his voice was filled with amusement. Since you weren't much of a good cook yourself, you decided that your antics in the kitchen should be entertaining—or distracting—the chef at work. This time that amusement contained sitting so close to him he could barely reach for the spoon to mix the ingredients and your hair almost slipped into the pot he was so desperately trying to steer.

When you decided to sit by the kitchen counter with your laptop, you thought you could continue your schoolwork while being in the detoxing atmosphere that Jungkook provided. But the thought of studying vanished your mind as soon as his sleeves rolled up and his hair got tied into a manbun.

You tried so hard to stop your teeth from biting down on your bottom lip, but should you even be willing to hide the effect Jungkook has on you? Sure he teases you about it and sure you're a little stubborn, but how can you ignore such a sight.

“You want to hear a secret?”, you whispered in his ear as his hand reached for your hair, making sure it didn't dip into the food. Yet his heart was beating against his ribcage, what are you planning?

“I never thought watching you cook for me could get me so turned on,” and as if your comment wasn't wild enough to drive him crazy, you didn't miss the chance to graze your lips against his skin. Not enough to be a kiss, but also not enough to be a mere brush of innocent affection.

"Fuck–, baby—, you can't say things like that!,” he groaned, aggressively stirring the pot, making you giggle.

When you didn't say anything and nonchalantly returned to your schoolwork he decided to speak up again. “You're acting like you've never watched me cook before,” he says in a rather mocking way, but you laugh at that, enjoying the reactions you get out of him.

“Just because I don’t always show it, doesn’t mean I don't feel it,” you wink at him, shrugging your shoulders like you confessed the most normal thing on earth.

He couldn’t hold in his smile, his expression of amusement quickly turned into a smirk, remembering all the moments you were extra touchy in the kitchen. He took a mental note to always make you watch him cook from now on.

—

“Baby, did you pack the towels?,” Jungkook asked softly, trying to start up a conversation. The car ride to the beach was awfully quiet. Normally you were very talkative when you were going to the beach, too excited for all the things you would do. It was one of the things you loved most in the world of course, and Jungkook knew that, so he couldn’t help but worry about your silence.

The pounding in your head however made you unable to think straight. You took an aspirin this morning, hoping to redeem the aches in your body. The last thing you wanted was for Jungkook to notice and spend his day off taking care of you. So you kept it to yourself. You couldn't stay in and sit in your flu, or whatever it decided to be, you needed to get out of your head.

“Yeah, I put it in my bag,” you sighed as your head came in contact with the cold window of the passenger seat in his car, your shoulders sagging in relief. His hand squeezed your thigh in worry, he knew there was something wrong.

“Baby, we’re here,” he shook your sleeping body. The ride to the beach wasn't that long, but the never-ending headache made you close your eyes a little too long.

The sudden excitement that flew through your body at the thought of finally spending a carefree day at the beach got knocked out of you as soon as you looked out of the car window.

“Are you fucking kidding me,” you almost yelled in annoyance towards the raindrops landing on your face as you got out of the car. You made sure to check the weather report every hour of the day ever since last night and it still managed to rain today. It made you more frustrated than you could imagine. You could cry.

“___, baby...,” he looked at you with pity. Carefully approaching you to avoid you getting even more upset.

Your teary eyed face faced his sympathetic one. The looks you were exchanging saying it all. You expected him to comfort you, hug you, offer to sit in the backseat instead and rest. But Jungkook always seems to surprise you, even when you know how spontaneous he is.

“What are you doing?!”, you shrieked as you felt the ground under your feet disappear. Jungkook carried you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and your eyes widened, feeling overly exposed with your ass up in the air.

Like he could sense your discomfort he twisted your body around to carry you bridal style. Your wide eyes gazed into his excited ones. You immediately shook your head when that mischievous glint in his eyes and that childlike smile on his face made you realize what he was planning to do.

Despite your panicked protests he threw caution to the wind and started running towards the beach with you screaming in his arms.

“Jeongguk, if you fucking drop me I will—!,” you yelled at him punching his chest, but he silenced you with a kiss.

“I won’t,” he reassured you, making you blush.

So you just let him. Let him run into the deserted beach, towards the water, with the biggest smile on your face because Jungkook always knew what to do to make you smile again. He always knew what to do to make you fall deeper in love with him.

You gasped loudly as Jungkook entered the water—fully clothed. He ran past the shore, his favorite boots getting wet, but he didn't care. He kept running however, so far that his entire lower body had entered the water. He knelt down, you being in his arms getting completely engulfed by the cold water. This way he avoided getting his own upper body wet. You panicked, swimming out of his grip to look at him with an angry expression. But your face didn't match your feelings, or so you thought, the broad smile on your face betraying you.

“Jeongguk! You said you wouldn’t drop me!,” you splashed a bunch of water his way making him duck down to avoid getting his hair wet.

“I didn’t drop you, I just dipped you in,” he shrugged, making you scoff. Another wave of water was thrown his way, this time he couldn’t dodge it in time, the water hitting him straight in the face.

“Oh now you're asking for it,” he strides towards you, his arms ready to engulf you and body slam you into the water but you’re too quick.

What was supposed to be a relaxing day at the beach ended up turning into a chaotic water fight. And even though you were sick, the cold water felt rather healing as well as spending time with Jungkook did. You must look like reckless children to onlookers, but you haven’t had this much fun in a while, so you decided to not care.

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“You should've told me you weren't feeling well,” you smoothed the frown between his brows out with your thumb, smiling brightly. You were now in the backseat of his car, both of you covered with the towels you brought earlier to lay down on the sand. You were basically sitting on top of him, having persuaded him with the argument that you needed his body warmth to warm up quicker.

“Then I wouldn't have such a fun day… Besides I think I'm feeling better already,” he pouted at you, not believing your words for a second. After getting out of the water you couldn’t stop shivering and what he thought was only natural turned concerning when he found you coughing and sneezing as well.

He held your hands in his, looking into your eyes, feeling guilty for noticing how bad you were feeling earlier. Blaming him was never in your agenda though, he made you feel healthier than you actually were in his presence.

“You’re not falling asleep on me are you?” he looked down at your slumped figure leaning on him, your full body weight on top of his.

“Uhuh,” you responded, snuggling further into his embrace. He smiled, not minding it one bit if you decided to sleep for hours on end. He’d stay right there, in the back of his car, thinking about all the things he can do later today to make you feel better. Because that’s what Jungkook did best. Love you unconditionally and brighten up your days.

He planted one final kiss on the top of your head, telling you goodnight, unaware of your lingering wakefulness. You think you might love him a little too much, you could cry.

#jungkook drabble #jungkook fluff #jungkook × reader #jeon jungkook #jungkook #jeongguk #bts imagines #jungkook imagine #jungkook smut #jungkook headcanons #jungkook x oc #bts jungkook #amidst!series #Spotify

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dirtybitfic · 3 months

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ROAD TRIP PT.2

(Touching , teasing ,dirty talk , dom-Matt, smutt , chocking,slapping,use of names like ma,mama,slut,daddy)

(Playing in the background of this scene)

“If I touch you will you will you be a good girl and stay quite for me”

“Ye-yes Matt I promise”

Good girl now spread your legs for me

I spread my legs as side as they would go giving him access to my soaked core that was just begging for him to touch it.

Good girl Fuck your wet

Ma-Matt what if someone sees you

We’re on backroads going 60 I don’t think anyone is gonna be paying that much attention if they pass us

Yeah I guess your right

Take your thing off for me

Oh-okay

I was even more scared now that someone would see me fully bare for him spread out like this but honestly I wanted him to touch me more.

Good girl Fuck do you always get that wet ma

I umm idk

Fuck your so gorgeous

As much as I’m loving this you have to keep your eyes on the road

He looks at me once more before turning his attention to the road as he moves his slender fingers to my clit rubbing small circles

F-Fuck Matt mmmh

That feel good ma

Yes Matt Fuck

He inserts two fingers in me causing me to gasp

Oh f-Fuck Matt feels so good

Such a good girl for me letting me touch you like this

Mmm Fuck Matt I’m gonna cum

Yeah you wanna cum mama

Yes Fuck oh I wanna cum so bad

Beg for it

He says as he curls his fingers and starts moving his hand faster making me get even closer to my orgasm.

F FUCK MATT PLEASE PLEASE LET ME CUM

Fuck you sound so hot when you beg so pathetically cum in my fingers mama

FU-FUCK MATT IM GONNA CUM

Come on ma give it to me I wanna hear your pretty cries as you cum on my fingers

FUCK M-MATT IM CUMMING MMMM FUCK FUCK

That’s it good fucking girl

Jesus Fuck Matt I said gripping his arm so he would stop thrusting them into me .

God he was so fingers I can’t even imagine how good he is with his mouth and dick but I hope I find out.

He pulls his fingers out of me and put them r his mouth and sucks my juices off of them causing me to moan it was just so fucking hot

Mmm your so sweet god if we weren’t in the car I’d be devouring that Pussy right now

Oh really what else would you be doing to me if we weren’t in this car. I said seductively

Mmm your just gonna have to wait to find out

Fuck . How long do we have left

About uhhhh 15 hours.

What the fuck you know I actually really hate road trips. We should have flown there

Aww but then we wouldn’t have all this alone time

Yeah true but maybe these 15 hours will go by REALlyyy quicklyyy

Yeahhhh it definitely won’t feel like an eternity . He says smiling at me making me smile.

Are we planning on stopping to sleep for the night or are we just gonna drive all the way there

No we’re stopping in about an hour since it’s getting late I found a stop where you can park over night and we’ll sleep there

Okay

Started playing as we sat in comfortable silence after I got my underwear back on and sat back with Matt’s hand rubbing small circles on my thigh.

The hour went by fast and we reached the stop no one else was there which surprisingly I was happy about made me feel a little safer about sleeping there.

Me and Matt ran into the bathroom area to brush our teeth and go to the bathroom before we headed back to the car to start getting ready to go to bed . Matt put the back seats down and he

Laid out the blankets and pillows he brought so we would sleep more comfortably.

Alright ready to go to sleep I’m exhausted?

Yeah I’m fucking tired

It was about 1 am at this point and I could feel my eyes getting heavy I know he must be tired from driving so long..

Can we cuddle I’m a little creeped out right now

Of course gorgeous and yeah I’m a little creeped out too

Matt cuddles into me . Me being small spoon his being big .

Goodnight y/n

Goodnight Matt

We bought dozed off pretty quickly since we were so tired.

-skip 8 hours of sleep

I woke up and was blinded by the sun I looked over at Matt I guess we moved around in our sleep since Matt was sprawled out with his arms over his head and his face was facing me but he looked so fucking hot he was shirtless and I could see his cut v-line making my mouth water. I also couldn’t help but smile at how cute he looked as he slept peacefully. Today I’ll be driving the rest of the 15 hours we have left to be honest i’m dreading it but it’s only fair since he drove all day yesterday. I looked for my phone so I could check what time it was when my phone load up I saw it. It was about 12 in the afternoon. I didn’t think we’d sleep for that long, but I’m not mad about it. We needed good rest for getting through the rest of this road trip. I decided to wake up mad because I really had to pee and I didn’t wanna go alone.

Hey Matt wake up I gotta pee

Hmm what he said in a husky morning voice making my stomach tumble and my pussy to flutter .

I said wake up I gotta pee

God what time is it

Twelve

Dayummm we got some good sleep let me put my shirt on then we can go to the bathrooms

Okay . I usually sleep with no pants but it got so cold in here last night I had to wear some

He put his shirt on and we got out of the car locking it and heading to the bathrooms .

I went pee ran some cold water over my face and then walked out meeting Matt . As we were heading back to the car Matt went to the drivers seat .

Matt wait I’m driving today

No no it’s fine I want to drive

Are you sure I can drive you don’t have to ! You drive the whole day yesterday

No I promise I’m good to drive just sit and relax

Alright I mean I’m not complaining but just let me know if you get tired and wanna switch

I will now get in we got a long road ahead of us

Ugh let’s get these 15 hours over with

We started driving as we listened to frank ocean, kid cudi, Mac miller and the killers.

So uh what you feeling today

What do you mean

Like uh feeling frisky like yesterday or

Not right now no why

No reason just asking

Hmm okayyy

So do you wanna just chill when we get to the cabin . We could just unpack settle in and make a fire and watch some movies

Yeah that sounds good to me I mean we have three weeks to do shit there so you know we don’t have to go crazy our first night or even our second night

Alright yeah let’s lay low tonight and tomorrow we are gonna have to get dinner though and stop by the store for some groceries at some point

True I’ll look for a place to eat when we get close and we can just stop in our way in

Sounds good but uh anything sound good for lunch

Yeah I kinda really what chick fil a

Okay I’ll put in a stop on directions for the next one

Okay also how does Italian sounds for dinner

That’s sounds great to me

Okay cool I’ll call real quick to make sure we won’t need a reservation

*Call to restaurant*

Okay we don’t need to make a reservation we’re good

Alright sounds good

I cant stop looking at Matt he’s just so mesmerizing his hair is so fluffy his eyes are so blue his lips are so pink and perfect I just want to his him and his neck is just mmm god I wanna put hickeys all over it every-time he swallows my stomach flutters a little the way his Addams apple bobs makes me hot idk why but I’m weirdly attracted to prominent Adams apples just something about em you know.

Hey you good

What oh oh yeah sorry

Your good you were just staring really hard at my neck so I wanted to make sure you were good

Oh yeah sorry I was just looking at your adams apple

What why hahah

I don’t know I just think they are hot

Oh really he says with a smirk

Yeah idk why but I do

Interesting

I just laughed a little at his confused but intrigued face.

Matt tells me we’re getting off on the next exit for chick fill a so I went ahead and places a mobile order for us so we could get in and out quickly.

We got our food and kept on driving .

Damn I didn’t realize how hungry I really was

Yeah you demolished that shit

Yeah I know I’m shocked I’ve never finished a meal that fast

Real

I smiled at him and started playing one of our favorite songs and we started singing along to Justin’s verse since it’s the best part.

So uhh I was thinkin

Okay what about

Just how wet for me you were yesterday

Oh uh ye-yeah

Have you ever you know thought about me doing stuff like that to you before

Oh uhhh yeah I guess yeah

How much

Umm a lot I guess

Oh really any of those times been when I’m with you

I mean yeah I guess you know sometimes when I sit on your lap at party’s or when you look at me a specific way or even at sleepovers when we share a bad

Mmmm he says in a thinking tone

Why have you thought about me like this before

Oh trust me over done more than just think about it

Ohhh so you touch yourself and think of me is what your saying

No what I’m saying is the thoughts I have if you are the reason I touch myself

Mmm that’s hot

Really

Yeah

Oh well then

You remember that guy James who I had a little thing with a couple months ago

Yeah why?

You wanna know the reason we broke it off

Yeah i guess

I accidentally moaned your name instead of his when he was Fucking me and might I say he was doing a really bad job

Holy shit that’s funny you did nottt

Yep I sure did and he got so mad he slapped me and told me to never talk to him again

Damn

Yeah I thought it was pretty funny if I don’t say so my self

No yeah that’s fucking funny but also really hot to know you were thinking of me when another guy was fucking you

Oh yeah

Yeah

Hmm

Hmmm

I also have a dildo I pretend is you sometimes

Oh fuck

That caused Matt to shift in his seat and I couldn’t help but notice the huge bulge in his sweatpants.

Ooh someone is getting a lil excited

Oh shut up it’s you fault

So if it’s my fault I should probably fix it huh

Oh yeah I mean idk road head seems pretty dangerous

Yeah but I would make you feel so good I say as I run my hand over his bulge causing his breathe to hitch.

Oh Fuck okay fine

I smile as I unbuckle and bend over the middle console and untie his sweats and pull them down till his dick pops out and FUCK ME ITS BIIIIIIG.

LIKE BIIIIIIG BIIIG.

I kinda had a feeling he was big but god damn this is more than I imagined .

Fuck Matt your huge

Well are you gonna sit and stare or are you gonna be a good girl and fucking suck it

Mmm idk I might sit here and stare for a bit

I said laughing a little afterwards at his reaction he gave me a death stare and tightened his hands in the wheel.

I slowly bring my mouth down to his tip and kiss it causing Matt’s breathe to hitch I slowly bring his dick into my mouth and fuck my life I’m already gagging on not even half of him he’s so thick that my mouth feels like it’s slowly tearing at the sides but I power through. I start bobbing my head on what’s in my mouth and bringing my hand s down in what I can’t fit. I gagging and drooling all over his dick as I suck faster and harder causing Matt to let out small whimpers and moans that are driving me crazy.

Come on ma I know you can take more in your mouth

I shook my head no at him there is no way I can fit more .

Yes you fucking can if you won’t do it I’ll make you

I pull my head off him for a second so I can talk

Don’t you fucking dare push my head down Mathew or I swear to god

I go back down to sucking him in running my tongue across the vain on the bottom when all the sudden he starts thrusting into my mouth causing me to gag and choke .

Tears are streaming down my face and grab his thigh trying to stop him from thrusting into me but he didn’t budge instead he grabs my hair and forces me to hold my head onto him while he thrusts deeper causing me to deep throat at-least half of him .

Mmmm you look so hot struggling on my dick ma

His words cause me to moan and suck harder bringing him closer to finishing.

Fuckk ma your so fucking good taking me like a good girl

I moan again and feel his hips stutter and his dick twitch in my mouth he lets go of my head letting me come up I start sucking on his tip causing him to moan loudly he sounds so hot that it makes me moan around him . The vibrations from my moan send him over the edge as he came in my mouth.

I swallow but continue sucking him having a newfound confidence I take him down my throat.

FUCK Y/n st-stop I already c-came ma

I come up from him with a smile on my face proud of the work I just did .

God your so fucking beautiful ,all fucked out from ducking my dick

Mmm yeah yeah but seriously Matt your huge my jaw hurts so bad right now

Ehh you’ll be fine drama queen

Fuck you

Oh trust me you will

No way that’s fitting in me

Oh really

Mhm I haven’t had sex in like a year and a half it’s gonna take a lot of 4 play to even get that shit in

Well lucky for you I love 4play I’ll make you cum so many times it’ll slide right in

Oh yeahhh okay Matt whatever you say

What don’t believe me

No guy has made me cum even once so have fun trying to do it multiple times

Seriously no one made you cum even once what the fuck

Nope

Have they even tried

Yeah until they get bored and stop or they just cum to quickly and Don’t even try to make me cum after most guys just care about them cumming and not me

Well don’t worry I’m not like that at all

Oh really and what makes you so different

I thrive off making a girl cum and I last pretty long so

Oh yeah and what’s “long “ to you

2 hours sometimes three

Damn

What haha

Nothing that’s just a long time

Yeah but at-least it means I’m not cumming in 10 and leaving you laying there wanting more

Yeah I guess that’s true I don’t think I’ve had sex longer than 30 minutes

Really?

Yeah like I said most guys don’t last very long

Hmm maybe your Pussy is just so good they can’t help themselves

Oh yeah for sure that’s it

We both laughed and I turned up the song that’s started playing.

God I love this song

Yeah it’s good I’ve heard you okay it a couple times

Yeah it’s my hyper fixation song right now

What makes you like it so much

Well I love background beat it just makes you wanna sway around you know how I love making a whole movie scene in my head to songs

Yeah and I love hearing about em

Really you do

Yeah what’s yours for this song

Well It feels kinda like a Halloween song with the background music so I envision a girl in the woods like a party in the woods with rave lights and stars and the moon shining and she’s just standing around in a crowed of people dancing by a fire pit and she just swaying her hips running her hands over her body and then a guy walks up to her and asks if he can dance with her and she says yes cause he’s like the most beautiful guy she’s ever seen so she turns around and they sway together and he runs his hands over her sides and up to her neck making her arch her head into his chest kinda like in the crook of his neck as he whispers things into her ear.

Wow you make all this up in your head to a 2 minute song

Yeah I’m very imaginative

You don’t say but you really set the scene I could see it playing in my head as you explained

Good I’m glad I explained it well

Oh yeah perfectly explained

We both smiled at each other I started to feel like I had to pee so I told him and he said he looks for the next stop we only had about 5 hours left of our drive which was exciting.

We stopped to pee then got back on the road

Okay let’s make a list of things we need from the store

Okay ummm we’ll need stuff to cook for breakfast

Okay maybe some pancake mix and chocolate chips , bacon , fruit, some chips , hot chocolate mix and coffee, some type of sodas and then we can figure out some stuff that we can cook for dinner a couple nights .

Sounds good to me

Alright got a list well go after dinner yeah

Yep sounds good

I decided to take a nap the rest of the drive

I got woken up by a light tapping on my cheek

Hey y/n wake up we’re at the restaurant

Hmmm what

We’re at the restaurant sweetheart

Oh okay let me out my shoes on

Yeah your gonna want to out on a jacket to it’s snowing

Ugh already

Yeah but it looks so pretty

I got my shoes on and we went in and got sat at our table.

We ate our food pretty fast since we haven’t eaten anything but snacks in the car

We got back in the car and went to the store to get all the shut we needed which was a lot just incase we got snowed in for a couple days.

We reached the Airbnb after about a 30 minute ride.

We got out and started unloading or stuff we started unpacking the groceries into the fridge and I couldn’t help but get distracted by the kitchen it was literally like my dream kitchen.

I decided to go check out the rest of the house since Matt said he got the bags and didn’t want me to get covered in snow.

The staircase was even fucking cool. I kept going up until I reached the second floor there was a small room to the left and then two big doors at the end I guessed it was the master room and walked in .

What the fuck first it’s huge and the bed is right by the window making it feel cozy but dark.

I take a look around and look for the place to put unpack my clothes. I didn’t see a dresser so I took that as there has to be a closet . I look to the left and see a big door guessing it’s either the bathroom or closet . I go to open it and wow .

Just wow I mean it’s amazing how they designed this place .

I cant wait to shower in there honestly it’s cool asf.

I go back out so I can actually find the closet when I hear Matt call my name .

Y/N YOU GOTTA COME SEE THIS.

COMING. WAIT WHERE ARE YOU.

THE BASEMENT LEVEL

OKAY IM COMING

I ran back down the stairs as fast as I could

When I reached the basement level I called for Matt

IM IN HERE ALL THE WAY DOWN THE HALL

OKAY IM COMING

I followed where he said he was and…

OMG coolest shit I’ve ever seen i audibly gasped

This is so fucking COOL

I know right he says smirking at me

matt came around me hugging me from the back holding tightly

Matt.. what are you doing

nooooothingggg

all the sudden he picked me up I knew damn well what he was going to do

MATHEW BERNARD I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU THR-

all the sudden im submerged into the warm water mind you FULLY FUCKING CLOTHED

I come up to the surface couching then glaring at matt

MATT WHAT THE FUCK

YOU USED MY MIDDLE NAME THATS WHAT YOU GET

I got an idea I smiled up at him swimming to the edge

can you at least help me out of here

yeah fine he says putting his hand out to me I reach and then yank on it pulling him in

I laugh to myself as I watch him flip into the water

he comes up for air coughing

OH YOUR DEAD

OH YEAH COME GET ME THEN

I said starting to swim way from him to the other end only to get pulled back by my foot

your not getting away that easily princess

the name giving me butterflies as he pulls me into him .

matt let go

mmm no

ugh I huff out trying to get out of his grip

starting to regret your decisions hmm

nope

well your about to he says before yanking my shirt over my head exposing my tits to him.

fuck mama your tits are so nice

oh shut up suddenly he starts sucking on my left nipple sending my head back and a moan slips out of my mouth.

he keeps sucking then moving to my right sucking and biting at it making me a moaning mess. he moves to by neck sucking harshly definitely leaving marks.

mmm fuck matt

yeah you like when I leave marks on you

mhm I whine out as I shake my head yes

he kisses up to my ear then slightly nipping at my earlobe he doesn't know but I love that shit .

I wrap my arms around his neck as I move my legs to wrap around his waist.

matt I whine out as he continues leaving marks all over my neck

he kisses up to my face and then harshly kisses me . God his lips feel so perfect on mine

I move my hands down his chest and start pulling his shirt up he disconnects our lips so I can fully pull his shirt over his head.

He comes back into the kiss and I run my nails down his torso causing him to groan into my mouth.

He moves his hands down my back to grab my ass causing me to moan into the kiss. he moves his hand to the waistband of my pants and starts pulling them down so drop my legs from around him to make it easier.

Once they are off I move my hands down to his waistband and start pulling his pants off as he helps by stepping out of them both of us left in our underwear.

lets take this up to the room mama

okay

We both swim to the stairs and start stepping out immediately being hit with cold air my nipples and boobs hardening more than I thought was possible .

I start shivering and matt notices so he grabs me and throws me over his shoulder as he starts making his way to the stairs leading back upstairs.

matt I say giggling as my body sways over his back

put me down

oh I will in a minute don't worry he says as he slaps my ass

I moan as we reach the top of the stairs and he starts walking to the room.

we enter and he throws me down onto the bed

he immediately rips my underwear off causing me to gasp.

he moves his fingers through my slit

Fuck ma your soaked

mmmm I moan out from his fingers grazing me and his words

he pushes two fingers into me causing my hand to grasp at his bicep and a load moan to escape my mouth

you sound so pretty when you moan for me ma

f-fuck matt feels so good

mmm yeah you like when my fingers are in you don't you

y-yes matt fuck

he starts thrusting them in and out faster as he moved his face in-between my legs and start sucking on my clit

FUCK MATT OH M-MY GOD

he starts sucking my clit harder as he curls his fingers hitting the perfect spot

F-FUCK MATT JUST LIKE THAT FUCK IM GONNA CUM

your gonna have to ask for permission to cum

mmm matt fuck please please

please what slut

FUCK PLEASE CAN I CUM PLEASE PLEASE

fuck you sounds so hot when you beg but yeah ma cum all over my face

F-FUCK MATT IM CUMMING MMMM MY G-GOD

good fucking girl that's it

fuck fuck I say as I come down from my high

he pulls his fingers out and brings them to his mouth sucking my juices off.

fuck that's hot

oh yeah? he says with a smirk

mhm I say smirking back

you know what would be even hotter

what

you calling me daddy

oh uuuuuh idk ive never really done that before

do you wanna make me happy

more than anything

then call me daddy

okay Fine ill do it

good girl he says as he grabs me by the throat bringing me into a heated wet kiss

I moan into the kiss as his other hand goes down to remove his boxers

he pulls away as he spits down onto his dick and fuck me something about it made me moan it was just so hot

you like watching me spit on my cock ma

mhm I whimper looking into his eyes

he starts to line his tip to my soaked entrance

he slowly pushes into me causing me to wince at the way he's stretching me

you okay mama he asks slightly concerned im guessing my face was showing my discomfort

mhm yeah your just stretching me the fuck out

I know ma im sorry but don't worry you'll be okay in a second

mhm I know you can keep moving

he starts pushing in more of his length causing me to whimper

fuckkk your so fucking tight

mmm fuck matt

you doing okay ma that's only half

fuck that's only half I whimper out

he chuckles out a yeah

fuck just go all the way in

are you sure

yeah -yeah ill be okay

he pushes all the way in causing a whimpery cry to escape my mouth

ive never had a guy stretch me out this much im not so used to the feeling

fuck ma your squeezing me so tight

mm fuck your so big matt

let me know when I can move

o-okay you can move

he starts slowly thrusting in and out the stretching sensation slowly going away as it morphs into pure pleasure

F-fuck your taking me so well

f-fuck matt go faster

mmm no im not going faster until I hear the word daddy leave your mouth

f-fuck daddy please go faster

good fucking girl he says as he grabs my neck and spreads up his thrusts.

MMM FUCK DADDY YOUR S-SO DEEP

yeah fuck your so fucking wet for me

F-FUCK MATT IM ALREADY SO CLOSE

yeah you wanna fucking cum

fu-fuck yes pl-please

beg for it he says gripping my throat harder

p-PLEASE DADDY FUCK CAN I CUM

yes slut you can cum cover my fucking cock

my legs start shaking as I inch closer to my orgasm

F-FUCK FUCK IM GONNA CUM

come on ma give it to me he says as he bring one hand down and starts rubbing my clit

FUCK OH MY GOD DA-DADDYYY

I scream out as I cum all over his dick

that's a good girl summing all over my cock fuck squeezing me so hard

f-fuck matt i moan as I come down from my high as he keeps fucking into me .

I start to become overstimulated from my two orgasms ive already had

f-fuck s-slow down I c-cant take it

no slut I know you fucking can now spread your legs wider

f-fuck I c-cant its to much

I wasn't fucking asking now either you do it or I do it for you he says as he slaps me across the face

I whimper as I spread my legs wider for him and move my hands to his back as he fucks into me faster

good girl your listening so well

FUCK your s-so fucking deep I c-cant take it I say as I move my hands to his hips to try and push him out

oh no no keep your fucking hands down

matt I cant take it I say as tears stream down my face from how deep he's hitting sending me even more overstimulated

he pulls out as he garbs my hair tightly causing me to whine

turn over ass up . now.

mmm no I cant

no? okay fine ill do it then he says as he grabs my hips flipping me then forcing me down by by my back to arch for him

he thrusts back in now going hard and rough hitting so deeply my legs shake and I cant stop the moans from escaping me

FUCK DADDY OH-M-MY GOD I CANT I say reaching back trying to push him out . he harshly grabs my arms holding them behind my back before he leans down to my ear.

keep your hands to . your. self im not gonna fucking tell you again he says dominantly as he slaps my ass hard causing me to buck and whine he does it 5 more times before running his hand over the hand mark soothing it.

F-FUCK DADDY OH MY GOD IM GONNA CUM

yeah you gonna cum all over my cock

yes GOD YES FUCK

give it to me mama come on

oh fuck FUCK FUCK JESUS I scream as I cum undone

good girl that's it awww look at you shaking and squirming

JESUS MATT PLEASE I CANT TAKE ANYMORE

he pulls out of me as I flop down onto my stomach ad flip over to look at his as tears stream down my face as my legs shake uncontrollably

your doing so good for me such a good girl he says stroking my face softly as I catch my breath.

he shoves two fingers into me causing me to gasp he curls them and moves them at a fast pace at this point im squirming and writhing underneath him I move my hands to his wrists begging him to stop

he grabs my arms and holds them above me as I scream moan as I feel a new high coming on

fuck you hear how wet you are for me

mhm MHMMMM FUCK DADDY

you gonna squirt for me mama I know you are I can feel you pushing into my fingers

FUCK MATT OH MY GOD I scream out as I feel my juices leaking out of me and spraying out onto the bed and matt

fuckkk good girl that's it

I start trying to move away from his hand kicking my legs becoming so overstimulated I wanna cry its painful but in a good way.

he lays down and pulls me onto his lap as he kisses me deep and possessively.

I grind down on his hard dick causing me to squirm from it rubbing my swollen and sensitive clit.

your gonna ride me baby think you can handle that

I-ill t-try

good girl lift your hips for me

I do as he says. He lines himself up to my whole and helps me sink down .

I start to try and bounce the best I can since my legs are still shaking pretty bad he helps as he keeps a firm grip on my hips lifting me up and down onto him.

fuckkkk you look so fucking hot onto of me

fuck matt m-my legs are so t-tired I c-cant

he wraps his arms around me and brings my chest to his and starts pounding into me from underneath hitting a spot that has me screaming for him

MATT MATT OH MY GOD

god- your doing so good taking me so well

I tighten around him as I squirt all over his cock and the bed

fucking shit such a good girl he says as I shake onto of him

f-fuck matt im so o-overstimulated I ca-cant take anymore

come here its okay mama ill give you a minute to calm down

I lay on his chest with his dick still in me as he rubs my back softly

I slowly start to calm down as I feel my pussy pulse around him as I start to crave him again.

you wanna flip back over baby ill go easy on you I promise

ye-yeah but I want it rough matt

are you sure I don't actually want to hurt you

I promise ill be okay so what if I won't be able to walk tomorrow its not like were going anywhere

okay mama flip over legs up on my shoulders

I slide off of him as I lay on my back and he hovers over me helping me lips my shaking legs over his shoulders.

he pushes back into me causing me to let out a load moan

fuck I love this little pussy

f-fuck matt so fucking deep

yeah you like that want it rougher baby

y-yes fuck please daddy please

he starts pounding into me hard causing me to scream out as my legs start shaking really hard .

he moves down to kiss me causing my legs to meet my chest and give him and even deeper angle

I moan into the kiss he moves his hand to my neck causing me to clench around him .

you like when I choke you don't you slut he says with a smirk on his face

mmmmmm fuck yes I love it

such a little slut for my cock aren't you

I cant even get words to come out of my mouth as he's pounding me so hard all I see is stars

answer me he spits out slapping me across the face

fuck yes im - a-slut for you fuckkkk

who's slut are you

yours fuck d-daddy all yours

such a good little slut for me god look at you shaking

f-fuck can I cum please please please

cum on my cock baby

with his words I come undone so hard my hips lift off the mattress and buck into his my eyes rolling to the back of my head as my hearing goes out for a couple seconds from how hard im cumming.

fuckkk your squeezing my cock so hard god damn

f-fcuk matt oh my god I say as my breath hitches as I come down from my high.

such a good girl for me im getting close I promise

fuck matt c-can you slap me again I say kinda hesitant.

yeah you like that

y-yes fuck please slap me

he slaps me causing me to moan loudly

fuck do it again harder

god such a little slut for me he says as he slaps me harder this causes me to cum again

fuckk such a little slut cumming from me slapping you huh

f-fuck matt

he pounded into me harder and deeper I bring by hands to his back for support scratching my nails dow deeply into his skin causing his to groan out

fuck keep doing that ma leave marks all over my back

I do as he says scratching down his back harder as his thrust start to sputter and his breathing gets heavier

fuck baby im gonna cum where do you want it

in me fuck matt fill me up

mmm fuck such a slut for me he says as his hips snap into me one last time and I feel his warm hot cum spill into me

fuck matt mmm i moan as he pulls out and I feel our mixed cum leaking out of me'

you did do good for me baby god you look gorgeous all fucked out

I smile at him as my entire body is shaking from the best fucking sex ive had in my entire life

he flops down next to me pulling me into him as he pulls the covers over us

you wanna take a nap

yes please im exhausted I just had the best sex of my life

same I don't think ill ever be able to let you go after feeling how amazing you feel

then don't let go I say smiling up at him he kisses my forehead as we both drift off to sleep.

the end.

xoxo

#smut #fanfiction #matt sturniolo #bd/sm daddy

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okay okay, hear me out.

pavia but hes like,,, waking up from some sort of nightmare or a mild painful memory of his childhood, yk.. when bro was forced into a basement. imagine the cold nights, jfc. and like he wakes up,, but this time he has his s/o with him. and bby is safe <3

he has someone to protect now at least right? pls give us the reader comforting this man I BEG pooki ��💔

i imagine him to be reluctant to the touch but he eases into it. i remember you mentioned he has mild trust issues so,, comforting touches must be rlly foreign to him

anon i am madly in love with you

,, nightmare ”

pavia x gn reader !

cw :: reverse comfort, slight angst, kinda short

on one of the rare nights where your boyfriend is tired enough to sleep for more than an hour at a time. the human body is not built for lasting long times without sleep, and even if he wasnt entirely human, he still followed this rule by nature. hed insisted that hid wolf companions would sleep on the floor this time so you could cuddle together comfortably and alone.

after waking up in the middle of the night, you were a bit thirsty. leaving bed to grab a cup of water, when you returned, you saw pavia uncomfortably twitching in his sleep. his eyebrows were furrowed and his eyes were squeezed shut, tense and rigid muscles making you realize he was having a nightmare.

you left the door open as the room was dimly lit by the light in the hallway, placing the cup on the nightstand. his wolf leon had an eye open and was watching you as you gently shook him.

“pavia.. wake up…” you urged in a whisper, relieved when he jolted up. his eyes were panicked, horrified almost as if he was a tortured man. his heartbeat was erratic, so loud you could hear it and his skin was cold. he curled away from your touch, his eyes taking time to adjust and focus on the light coming from the doorway.

when you turned the bedside lamp on, you could see the realization slowly settling into his expression. he took a few more moments to calm down, running a shaking hand through his messy hair. you placed your hand on his thigh, not failing to notice the way his muscles tensed under you, before relaxing slowly.

“im sorry.” he muttered in shame, his expression bitter and trained on the floor. he seemed to be embarrassed of his own self.

“dont be.” you say in a gentle tone. to him, your tone was almost motherly, so comforting, so safe, so dangerously sweet. he didnt like how he wanted to turn his back on you, to let you see all of him. he wiped at the sweat on his forehead with the blanket, and you could see the exhaustion on his face.

neither of you were talking. you were sitting on one side of the blanket, him on the other. you really wanted to comfort him, but a small part of you knew that he wasnt ready yet.

you open your arms for him, a tender gesture. he stares you down, seeming to contemplate, but decided against it. “im fine.” he says in a very unconvincing tone.

“wanna talk about it?” you offer, putting your arms down. you werent going to force him to do anything he didnt want to.

he leaned against the headboard, slowly sliding down until his head hit the pillow. truth be told, you expected him to decline your offer, but after a minute of staring at the dark ceiling, he placed a hand over his eyes.

“i dont like the dark. it reminds me of things i dont want to remember.” he mumbles. his tattoos move along with his flexing muscles, his arm tensing and untensing periodically. “bad childhood.”

you made a small hum of sympathy, getting out of bed to close the door. you kept the lamp on as you crawled into bed next to him. “thats alright. i dont like the dark either.” you whisper. “all that matters is youre safe now.”

he is silent for a while. you almost think that hes fallen back asleep, but he turns around and wraps his arms around you, burying his face into your side. he relaxes under your touch when you hug him back, his grip around you tightening as if he didnt want you to leave.

“im safe now. thank you, mio sole.” he whispers.

“thats right, youre out of there.” you hold him close, letting him be exposed completely around you. much like a kicked dog, even if he was skeptical of you, all he wanted was to be loved.

and loved he was.

#%write #pavia x reader #pavia reverse 1999 #pavia reverse 1999 x reader #pavia x you #pavia angst #pavia fluff #reverse1999 x reader

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cloudi-bunni · 1 year

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Beautiful boy

Chishiya x reader

Summary: reader’s sibling has a nightmare so chishiya comforts them

Unedited!

The night was quiet, the sounds of the rain hitting the window created a calm atmosphere. The quietness of it all made you feel safe. You’re siblings were fast asleep. “Wanna watch a movie?” your friend, chishiya, suggested. Your body being tired of the day full of actives it longed for a break. “No im just going to go shower, I’ll try to be quick.” You replied quite quickly, exhaustion filling your body to the brim. entering your room you attempted to remain quiet, quickly grabbing your clothes before making your way to the bathroom. The warm water hitting your skin made you sigh out. Finally feeling much more comfortable in the water, your eyes shut almost instantly at the feeling of the warmth.

Chishiya pov (3d person):

He sat in silence with only the sounds of the shower and the rain filling the house. He decided he was going to watch a movie, sitting on the couch he went to change the channel. Switching it to avatar, watching the blue aliens speaking to the one another. His eyes growing bored of the screen but continued watching. That’s when he heard it, small pitted patters. Turning his head to the sound he saw the small child. Holding a small stuffed animal in their arms, and a blanket. Their eyes welled with tears, lips quivering as they were seconds away from breaking down. “I…I had a nightmare” it was so quiet, if you weren’t listening to it you wouldn’t have noticed it. The blonde man patted the spot on the couch next to him. The child walked over sitting down, pausing the movie the man asked. “What happened in your dream kiddo?” His voice having an uncharacteristic softness to it. Trying his best to make sure his voice was as comforting to the child as possible. “Y/n was eaten by a giant..then the giant left me alone so I was by myself..” the smaller being admitted looking down as if embarrassed. “I know big kids don’t have nightmares…” tear’s began spilling out of the child’s eyes. Bringing up their arm to wipe the tears away. “That’s not true I have nightmares all the time” the older one admitted, looking at the child’s top of the head. “Really?” Looking up finally to the bottle blonde, the tears in their eyes almost made chishiya’s chest tightened. “Yeah whenever I get nightmares I like to…sing” it was a lie, chishiya knew it was a lie but the child didn’t, the kid still crying was a bit more calm now. “Yeah I start singing all stars hard to be scared when all you can think about is shrek” chishiya joked, hoping to get a laugh out of the kid, which he succeeded. Small hiccups of laughter left their throat. Chishiya smiled, they looked so much like you rather their parents. “Oh you think it’s funny huh?” Chishiya questioned the knowing smirk still there. The kid shook their head as they let out more giggles. Once the laughter died down the child asked “Can I stay here? Till I fall asleep..please?” A nod of his head was all the kid needed before they laid their head on the couch. Putting the blanket over them and cuddling the stuffed animal. “Good night chishi” yawned out the little one, “night kiddo”. Humming a tune he bounced his leg up and down. After a few minutes he heard soft snores, getting up he grabbed the child. Caring them in his arms, to the room. “The monsters gone…he’s on the run” softly singing the melody. So quiet it was almost a whisper. Laying them in the bed he adjusted the blankets that was on top of them. Shielding them from the coldness of the room, noticing they shivers he quickly grabbed another blanket over them. “Beautiful beautiful boy” turning on the nightlight before walking away. Making sure to avoid the squeaky floorboards. Leaving the door slightly open, making his way to the living room once again. He noticed the movie playing once again. “Hey chishiya thanks for putting them back to sleep” your voice said. The rainy night still going, as silence filled the room only thing playing was the movie in the background and the rain. Neither of the two seemed to mind. In fact the two seemed to find comfort in it, the silence was broken when y/n begin to hum. The exact same tune the blonde was singing before. A shocked face looked at the other, “beautiful beautiful boy” smiling turning to him.

#fluff #chishiya x reader #chishiya alice in borderland #chishiya shuntaro #alice in borderland #alice in boderland x reader

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liquidstar · 24 days

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HI my close good friends have been SO very kind to me about the little oc writing practice excerpt i posted, and its genuinely helped me to be less self-conscious abt it (but i am still posting in the dead of night lol) but!!! because of this i wanna post one more today. again, very much not the final product (who knows when that'll be!) but, well, here's what i got i guess!

the needed context for this excerpt is that it happens after a mission which ended with saiph in the infirmary with a broken arm, after al told him not to be rash!!! but the more IMPORTANT context is that it mirrors a scene just before the mission, where saiph refuses al's help with a t shot, laughing off the question and saying he's not scared of the needle like when he was younger. he's been doing this for so long now after all... (also because im not using fantasy explanations for trans stuff here, he does have to have a shot lol)

anyway,

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The night following a mission's end always proved to be the most exhausting. The adrenaline rush dissipates, leaving only the harsh reality of injury and blood loss. The enervation is an unrelenting burden weighing on the body, and every movement becomes onerous. This is nothing to speak of the emotional fatigue.

Preparing for bed in their shared inn room, neither Saiph nor Al could say a word. A thick, oppressive atmosphere lingered. The dim lamp cast a solemn and hazy glow, adding to the sense of lethargy that seemed to suffocate the air. The cathartic release they had experienced at the infirmary has left a miasma of unresolved tension.

Even in the midst of fatigue and injury, Saiph was determined to do things alone. He managed to change and brush his teeth with his non-dominant arm, completing his nightly routine on his own, without much hassle. Except…

Saiph looked at Al, laying by the lamp with a book, his face partially hidden in the shadows. For a brief moment, the book seemed like a barrier- breaking it felt like a taboo.

Hesitantly, Saiph manages to speak, “Hey,” Al glances up almost immediately, and he continues, “Could you, like…” His words faltered as he gestured towards his bag, finding it hard to look at Al’s face, “I mean, it's just that, y’know, it's hard to do a shot one-handed. So…”

“Huh?” Al furrowed his brow in confusion, before processing these fumbled words. “Oh,” he puts his book down the second he grasps this as a request for help. Saiph hands Al a little pouch, and Al removes a needle and vial.

“You gotta-”

“I know, I've seen you do it.” Al smiles, “Go sit down.”

Saiph nods and takes a seat on his bed.

Al prepares the shot and kneels down, positioning himself between Saiph's legs. He carefully places the very tip of the needle on Saiph’s skin, and Saiph tenses at the touch. The room suddenly felt warmer- too warm. It was difficult to breathe, not just from the physical strain, but also from the intensity of their proximity.

Al stops to focus on the needle for a moment. Before he can press it down, he looks up at Saiph and clarifies, “But still, tell me if I mess up or anything,” with sweaty palms, Al adjusts his grip slightly, adding, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You're fine,” Saiph replied with an uneven voice, unable to vocalize any further sentiment. Avoiding eye contact, he instead chooses to fixate on the ceiling, trying to gain a semblance of composure. He takes a single glance at Al, before immediately looking away again. He blushes at the sight, and he quietly reaffirms, “You're doing fine.”

With that confirmation, Al looks back down. He rests his arms on Saiph's legs and steadies his hands. The low light is making it difficult for him to focus his eyes, and there's a ringing in his ears that just won't settle. Still, he eventually builds enough nerve to stab the needle in, just the slightest bit.

He feels Saiph twitch. “It doesn't hurt?” he asks without looking away this time, keeping his eyes focused on the tiny little prick he just made.

“No, it's- it's fine,” Saiph is no longer capable of averting his gaze either. He maintains a fixed stare below, studying the image of Al between his thighs. Truthfully, Saiph can't even feel the needle; he's significantly more preoccupied with Al's steady breathing, or the slightest parting of his lips in concentration, or the faint flush on his cheeks. He needs to shake these ideas from his head right now.

At Saiph's confirmation, Al pushes the needle deeper, exhaling as he does so. He feels Saiph slightly, incredibly slightly, jolt at the sensation. It must feel different when someone else does it, Al supposed.

With a final push of the syringe, the injection was finished. Al pulled the needle out and set it aside. He, however, stays in place. In fact, neither party makes any effort to pull away. Not even by an inch. The only sound in the room was the quiet hum of electricity, the only movement was in the branches out the window. Was it fatigue that kept them locked in this intimate position? Or something else? That would be too troublesome to contemplate further.

After a long, still moment, Al breaks the silence, “I don't mind helping like this,” His voice was painfully weak, painfully himself, “Ask me for more. I want to help you more,” He declared with more ambition.

“Maybe…”

“Please,” Al lifts his arms and wraps them around Saiph’s waist, still on his knees, clinging desperately, as if Saiph would fall away if he let go. “If there's ever anything… Anything…”

Saiph's free hand warily moved to Al's head, running his fingers through his hair, mixing the black and white strands. “I know,” He said with a faint smile.

Al looked up at him, their eyes meeting for the first time since they entered this dingy room. Al’s eyes were baggy, exhausted, on the verge of tears. Above all, they were begging. For some reason, even in this vulnerable state, Saiph could only think of them- of him, as beautiful. Saiph pushes the thought back and moves his hand to cup Al’s cheek. He tries to give him a reassuring look.

Al closed his eyes at this gesture, leaning into the comfort for only a second. He apologetically stands up, finally breaking away from their entanglement, and returns to his own bed. He doesn’t bother to pick his book back up, making the covers his new barrier.

Saiph remained on his bed, unsure if his reassurance had been received. All he could think to say was a soft, tentative, "Good night."

No, that was a lie. He could think of one other thing, but he didn't say it. It's the fatigue speaking, surely, so he shouldn't say it. It would be inconsiderate of Al too, so he wouldn't say it. Even if it were the truth, he couldn't think it.

Bisected onto separate beds, the room returned to its miasma of unresolved tension.

#finn's ocs #last time i posted abt hungry. this time im posting abt TIRED.#whats next? thirsty? probably not no. join me next time when mira gets kinda parched (not)#but this was kinda my practice for writing any sort of romantic scenes bc even w creative writing i havent really done that before?#so i hope its fine lol #anyway no yeah these dudes are abysmal at talking about their feelings but even worse at just being normal #like your friend asks you for a favor and youre already on your knees #but thered be no scene if they were normal LOL #theyre also so fucking tired and kind of not thinking straight. no straight thoughts in general actually #also i really didnt bother going into detail abt how to prepare the shot and stuff mostly because like. it would just slow down the scene #this is NOT an informative guide youre NOT supposed to be this intimate about it. unless you want to i guess

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orangetreeismyname · 2 years

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Here is a preview of the wattpad stories I have made. Feel free to search it on wattpad. Avengers: A New Era

As kate opened the doors to her so called "home", guilt began to wash over her. She knew her mother deserved recognition for her actions, but deep down, kate felt alone. From now on there would be no more sweet hugs, no more invites when she was lonely, and most importantly, no mother. Kate was alone.

She had to admit though, the week at the Barton's was definitely relieveing. Clint's kids were amazing. Cooper wanted to play video games with her and play football. Lila practices archery with Kate. She definitely enjoyed learning the flick trick, and later on used it to hit Cooper in the back of the head. 'Nathaniel is sweet' Kate thought. He loved Kate from the moment he saw her and wanted to play every minute she was there. Laura was very welcoming. She treated Kate like her own. Kate smiled. It felt good to have someone love her.

She took a deep breathe and began walking into the corridor that led to the kitchen. She really needed some of those alcohol slushies to take her mind of things. The memory of clint and her came back to her head, and she couldn't resist a smile forming at her cheeks. She reached the kitchen and pulled out the vodka. She turned but paused. The hot sauce bottle was sitting where the blond haired assasin left it. She stood there for a good five minutes before going back to her slushy making.

As much as she hates to admit it, she found the woman interesting. She admired how much self confidence she had in her self. How she could just brush off she broke into someone's apartment. Kate would be running as soon a creak was heard. Then and again, she wasn't a trained killer." A trained killer" Kate repeated out loud. Why would anyone want to kill for fun? She shook her head. At least she didn't kill Clint. She wondered what he did to convince her. She looked down from her train of thought to see she had spilled vodka on the bench.

"Shit" she mumbled. She left all her things on the bench and walked up to her room. As soon as she got to her bed to flopped down and sighed. She was bored. Lucky was staying at the Barton's for a few more days since they got along so well, but now kate was lonely. Who could she call? Clint was probably busy right now and would block her anyway. Greer and Dee had abandoned her at the bell tower, so she didn't wanna call them.

Her mom was in jail. Kate shut her eyes at that thought. The thought of her mom, her poor mom behind bars in a orange outfit. Kate sniffled and sat up again. Who else was there? She could call Jack, but kate had to much self pride to apologise to him about what happened. Her phone beeped alerting her to a message. Groaning, she got up. It was a picture from clint of lucky with the kids. She chuckled slightly at the goofy look on their faces. A message followed behind the picture

"How you doing kid?"

Kate took a moment to think about this question. Is she okay? Physically, yes. Mentally? Maybe. But clint would nag if she said no

"Im doing fine. Bit lonely without pizza dog. Seems he has got attached. Traitor."

Kate only now noticed the time. It was 11:43. The exhaustion immediately plummeted on kate.

"That's good to hear. Lucky just likes us better okay? Don't take it personally. Actually it's probably just Nathaniel's crisp fingers that are keeping him here. Its getting late for you. You should probably go to sleep kid."

Kate laid down. She could close her eyes and just fall asleep right away. But she did have to finish this conversation.

"I was thinking the exact same thing. Pretty sure hawks are not nocturnal. Just remember to bring Lucky back next week. And don't let him get coopers chocolate fingers."

Kate at there patiently. Clint could be a slow typer at the worst of times.

"I will kid. Don't worry. Anyway I gotta go because these children are driving me crazy. Almost as annoying as you. Night hawkeye."

Kate was about to message back a insult but decided not to since he called her hawkeye." That is worth more then annoying him" she mumbled. He was right though she should probably sleep. Her eyes flickered shut to the thought of what he said.

"Night hawkeye"

#spider man #kate bishop #hawkeye the series #yelena boleva #hawkeye series #yelena belova #peter parker #clint barton #the avengers #black widow #lila barton #cooper barton #laura barton

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whataboutsteffanfics · 1 year

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Trails of fire - Chapter 3

Daya Pov - the next day

i woke up feeling exhausted from last night, I look to my left and see that Chris is still asleep. I finally decide to stand up so I could go to the bathroom and do my morning routine.

as I am showering all of the stuff that was said last night and all of the stuff that has been happening for the past couple of months kept flooding in my mind.

"Chris, where were you today?"

"i had a meeting"

"I know thats not a excuse but im sorry"

"I care about y'all every single day"

" all you do is work, work and work some more"

" you always come home withe the same damn excuse!"

"I go to work and bust my ass of for all of us and it is not a excuse its the truth!"

"is there somebody else!"

"ooh so now you think im cheating on you"

"I dont even recognize you anymore"

I keep asking myself the same question everyday "am I really happy in this marriage? - no, but do I love him yes with everything in me."

my tears starts to come down and I couldn't control them anymore.

after a 30 minutes I got out of the shower and decides that I had to get out of the house and do something for myself.

I wrote a small note letting him know that I was going out for today and left it on his nightstand.

Chris Pov

i woke up and looked to my right and saw it was empty

"where could she be" I thought

I turned around so I could take my phone from the nightstand and saw a note that said:

" im out for the day"

he stood up from the bed and went to get ready for the day

he then went downstairs and took his cars keys from the table and got in his car and decides to go and see the kids today.

after a 20 min drive he arrived at Zink's house (Daya cousin) and knocked on the door

after a couple of secondes he saw someone coming to the door and open it

"hey man come in" zink husband said

"hey man" he greeted back and dapped him

"how have you been?" he asked and walked him to the living room where Zink and the kids where

"I've been busy how about you"

" busy as well-" he got cut of by 2 kids yelling Chris name

"DADDY" the ran up to him

he bends down and picked them up and gave them kisses

"are we going home today?" Royalty ask eagerly

"yes" he said and put them down

"uncle can you help us with our stuff please"

"yess let go" he said and walked with the to the stairs

"im sorry for not calling and picking them up early" he apologized

"no its fine, how are you anyways?"

"im good I just been really busy with my music"

"ah thats good anything new your working on"

"no not yet but im working with other artist right now" (which is kinda true)

"lets go daddy" Royalty said

"say bye to your aunty and uncle"

they said there goodbyes and then went to the car

"so what do y'all wanna do today" he turned around so he could look at them

"buy new toys" Royalty said looking at him with puppy dog eyes

"mhh..let me think about it" he said playfully

"please daddy" the kids said

"okay lets go"

"yaaaaay!"

he started the car and they left

Daya Pov (couple of hours later*)

im at the nail salon getting my nails done and scrolling through my phone when I get a call from Chris that I decided not to pick up, because you never know where this conversation is gonna go its either a argument or him making up without a apology

he called a couple more times, and then I saw a text from him saying

"I called you to ask where you were and that me and the kids are home"

she rolled her eyes at the text cause he aint been letting her know where he has been and know he is asking her, and she asked her cousin Zink to watch the kids for a reason so that she can have a little alone time from all of the stress she been having

she was thinking if she should text back or not, after a minute of thinking she decided to text back.

"im out, I will be back later tonight"

when she was finally done with her nails, she payed and thanked her nail tech and left to go in her car.

she then got a text from her best friend Deja asking if she wanted to meet up for dinner and some drinks. she replied and went to the restaurant they were about to meet up at.

she arrived and went inside

"hey girl how are you" they hugged each other and sat down

"im good and you?"

"hello welcome to happy Italy, im your server for today can I get you something to drink" the waiter said

"can I get a coke please"

"a ice thea please"

"okay i will be right back with your order" they thanked him and he left

"now how are you really?"

"im good" she told her trying to convince her

"and now without the fake smile that your pulling on me"

just when she was about to answer her the waiter came back with their drinks

"thank you"

"are y'all ready to order?"

they said their order and went back to her conversation

"to be honest with you....I havent been good lately, me and Chris have been distance lately, its hard for me to do my job when I always taking care of the kids when Chris is gone and im just super stressed about it all. I told Chris I wanted a nanny for when we are both gone but he didn't even wanna think about it cause he wanted us both to be there which I totally understand, but he is hardly there"

"girl I knew a bit of what was going on because you told me but I didn't know it was like this now, have y'all been going out together or anything"

"no the last time we went out was like 5 almost 6 months ago and then everything went downhill from there"

"but what took y'all to this point y'all was so happy before all of this happend, and have you told anyone else"

"well I only told zink everything that happend but I rather discuss it with you somewhere private not in public"

"we can't go to my apartment if your not comfortable"

she agreed and took their food to go

after a 20 min drive they arrived at Deja's apartment. they went inside and made themselves comfortable

"whenever your ready im listening"

"well like I said it all happend about 5/6 months ago a few weeks before that I didn't feel good, and I remember those feelings cause thats how I felt when I was pregnant with Royalty so decided to take a test..

i waited for the minutes to be over but the longer I kept looking at the clock the longer it took, after a minute or 2 the timer finally started ringing and I went to look at the test at it was positief

"omggg..." she looked at the test with tears in her eyes

she picked up her phone and decided to call up her doctor to make a appointment, the doctor said she could come now cause they had a spot free

luckily for her she was home alone. she went to go get her bag and her keys and went to the doctor

when she arrived at the doctor, they did all the test and confirmed her that she was indeed pregnant and she was 4 weeks . she then went to the mall to get some cute gifts so she could announce the news to Chris

on her way home she also picked up the kids and waited for Chris to come home.

after waiting a couple of hours he was finally home

"hey queen"

"hey babe I gotta show you something in the kitchen" she said with excitement

she took his hand and brought him to the kitchen, he saw a bag with ballons attached to it

"oooh a gift for me" he said like a little kid

"hahaha yass, now open it please"

he openend it and saw a red box in it, he openend the bag and saw a shirt and another small Lon box in it. he decided to open the box first and saw a pregnancy bag, his eyes went big ad he looked at her, he then took the shirt and read what was on there

"baby..are..you" he couldn't even finish his words

"yass we are having another baby" she said with tears in her eyes

he came up to her and hugged her

a couple weeks later

Chris decided that it was good idea to go on a date. they got ready for their date and waited for his mother to come so they could leave.

Chris heard the doorbell ring and went downstairs to open the door

"hey hun" his mother hugged him

"hey mom"

his mom went to hug they kids as Chris waited for Zendaya to come down so they could leave. after a couple of minutes she came down stairs and greeted her mother in law and they left

they was enjoying themselves at the restaurant, they talked about everything. they talked about the baby, new projects, the kids ext.

when they arrived home Daya started to feel cramps, but this one was different it was something she hasn't felt before. as the time went by they became heavier, she told Chris and they asked his mother if she could stay longer and would tell her everything later

he carried her to the car and drove her to the ER

they went inside and helped her, he waited and prayed that everything was okay. after waiting for 1 hour the nurse took him to her room so that he could see her.

he went over to her and gave her a hug and at next to her on the bed

the doctor came to her room so he could talk to them

"is the baby okay"they both asked

"so we have done some test and we have done a ultrasound to check everything and unfortunately the baby didn't make it im sorry" the doctor said

when they heard these words, both of their world felt like it was ending. they both couldn't handle it, and thats when everything went wrong

Chris started to work more to get rid of the hurt from that event, and she talked less didn't wanna tell anybody what happend that day because it was to painful. they started to see each other less, they was always fighting and haven't had a normal conversation since..

Tears were streaming down both of their faces as she finished telling the story

"i..i..didnt know all of this happend to y'all..im so sorry" she went over to her and gave her a hug

"I love him with everything in me, but im not happy at all" she said and cried on her friends shoulder.

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what do you think Chris side of the story will be?

what did you think about her side of the story?

#zendaya #chris brown #trails of fire #fanfiction #book1

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tomitomitomi · 1 year

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tw // ed, self harm, self hate

i need to write sad things because im sad but all that comes to mind is ugly crying and sobbing when im not even able to do that cause im so exhausted that the mere thought of actually crying feels like too much right now

i hate food, i hate eating, i'm sick of it, i'm sick because of it and i fear i will never get better because my whole life has been like this. My back hurts even when i'm in bed, i can't climb stairs without getting out of breath, i hate my clothes and the way they look on me, my face is full of pimples, i feel heavy and tired and i'm in pain all the time. all. the. time.

i'm also anxious as hell which means i get out of breath when i move and when i think and all the time i feel i'm running out of air and that i wont be able to keep going much longer and every time i eat i want to slide my fingers into my mouth and give it all back cause even healthy food makes me feel nauseous and i highkey wanna self harm again even if i haven't done it for years but i swear my heartbeat slows down every time i visualize the blood and remember the pain of a sharp, clean cut.

I wouldn't do anything like that but only because that would hurt the person i love the most and i can't handle the idea of causing her any kind of pain, but i know its not the right reason, i know i should care for myself and all that but its useless and pointless right now. I'm so mad at myself for being stupid and dumb and careless and fat and ugly and because i'm not earning any money and i just suck and suck on hers and keep buying food i don't need and making myself fatter and sicker and more disgusting until there will be nothing for her to love or even like

and also the gender dysphoria is so so bad but i cant put on my binder cause i cant fucking breath and i hate being seen in public and in private and just be percieved in any way. My therapist said i should try going out more even though i feel the anxiety is gonna end me soon because i wont be thinking about food all the time if im doing something else. I also want to get rid of my credit card cause im only buying shit anyway and making everyone in this household miserable with my horrible choices. Maybe if i start going to the library as soon as i'm left alone and not coming back until she comes back i can keep myself busy and stop fucking eating so much cause you cant really eat at the library. I don't know. I don't know what I'm going to do. I feel so unworthy of love right now and its taking me to a really bad place.

#tomi talks #rant

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zesbian · 4 years

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adhd will have you googling “am I bipolar quiz” and “mania symptoms” at least twice a month and it literally is never even close to mania but you can’t tell what’s actually wrong with you

#im like going insane today #this morning i got up and did my hair and errands with my mom #and saw some bunnies at the store #and i started researching getting one and planning it out #and started getting actually depressed that i probs couldnt afford it #and then started planning a bunch of diy get rich quick schemes #and spent the last like $7 i had left in my bank account on food #like im all over the place and i just crashed like 20 mins ago and i just wanna cry #and now im just sitting in bed and im like aching im so tired and exhausted and i wanna be alone #i rly rly wanna cry or sleep but i also have so much energy still that my body is like physically buzzing

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babydollsmadd · 5 years

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HELLO I AM ALIVE AND FULL OF ANXIETY AND I HAVE A LOT TO SAY BUT I DONT KNOW HOW TO PUT THINGS INTO WORDS AND DESPITE FEELING EVEN MORE ANXIOUS ABOUT NOT GETTING UP TODAY I WANNA SPEND THE DAY IN BED ALRIGHT BYEEE

#baby talks #my posts #i wanna stay in bed and ignore the world #i know everyones gonna be mad at me for not getting up #and ill hate myself for it bc i barely have anything to drink left n its only 2pm #but bitch listen I am EXHAUSTED #spyro came out today and I cant even freaking play it #I wanna go homeeeee #but even then i only have a few days before I gotta go to berlin again #and go to doctors which I hate #and go to a concert with my mother when I only know one (1) song from the artist #but hey at least I finally get to see my new niece????#i was super anxious about the 10 hour trip there and I mean I still am but IT MEANS I CAN FINALLY DAYDREAM #like its so so freaking dumb but not being able to daydream is seriously getting to me #i know its bad that im staying in bed but i just. need to. i need to be alone and in a nice calm dark room in a nice cozy bed #honestly otherwise id just be downstairs on the couch doing the exact same thing: play games n watch videos #just waiting for my bf to come home #feeling uncomfortable bc I cant even freaking eat anything on the couch #i wanna go home with my bf and be in our shitty lil apartment with our cats #and I wanna play spyro n have fun while my bf cooks #staying here for an ENTIRE week was not a good idea #I can do a weekend. easy. but a full week??? nah man Im not doing this again #i wanna work on some para stuff or something idk

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rommahh · 3 years

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Love On Tour…Actually

{Im sorry for how late this was. I went to the show Friday and honestly, it was the best day of my life. I had a little PCD which made me super unmotivated but I’m back. I love you all, R}

You woke up a little grumpy, you won’t lie. You didn’t like waking up alone especially on a show day. It made you uncomfortable to be left to your own devices without any structure or schedule. You understood that Harry was a busy man but it would’ve been nice to receive some text so you could plan your day accordingly.

Sitting on the couch in the lounge of your hotel room, you chowed down on leftover pasta while watching Netflix on your iPad. You had yet to receive a text from Harry even though you had texted him hours ago when you woke up. It was hard to tell if he was ignoring you out of anger or if he was simply just lost in track. Either way you felt dejected.

On the other hand, Harry hadn’t even noticed that he iced you. He was busy running around Nashville trying to get things ready for tonight’s show. He bought you a new dress and shoes, and got the ring fitted. It was hard to figure out your ring size but he end up measuring your finger when you were passed out asleep in bed last night. When you slept, you slept and he knew that would be the perfect time to measure your finger.

Harry was so busy that morning, that by the end of his errands he realized he didn’t even have time to go back to the hotel before rehearsals. He was sporting a small cough and his vocal chords felt overworked but that’s all apart of tour.

Pulling his phone out of his back pocket as he walked into the arena, he dialed your number quickly. He had people trying to talk to him but he paid them no mind.

“Oh? Would you look who’s here?” Harry’s head shot up to the sound of your voice. There you sat on his dressing room couch, arms crossed over one another as you glared at him. Your gaze burned through him and he could just tell he was in trouble.

“Hello lovie.” Harry rasped.

“Harry you sound like shit but here you are up and about running around. You should’ve slept in this morning.” Scolding as you stand up to walk in front of him. Harry could feel the anger radiate off of you but you hid it well. He melted into your hands that cupped his warm cheeks.

“I had a lot of errands to run and I didn’t want to wake you. Also it’s just a sore throat from singing and traveling- comes with being on tour.” He mumbles dropping his head into your neck. You caress the hairs on the back on his neck and massage the tense muscles.

“You’ve got to think about yourself more, Harry. You have a show to put on but you can’t put on your best show if you’re not at your best. I am not happy with you at all.” Even though your words were scolding him, you held him your arms in the most soothing way. That’s what Harry loved about you, you cared for him like no one else could (aside from his mom). You could tell him off with your harshest words but he’d always feel your love from miles away.

“You’re right love, sorry for not keeping in touch today.” You hum in acknowledgement. You both pulled away from each other when his driver walked in with Harry’s abundance of bags. “Thank you, sir.”

“What all did you buy?” You ask walking towards the bags. Harry’s arm shot out in front of you making you stop. You looked up at him in shock. “Fine be secretive.”

You huffed before making your way back to the couch. Harry rolled his eyes at you, making way to his shopping bags. Plucking the bag from Nordstrom he plopped it down on the table in front of you.

“I just didn’t want you snooping at some other stuff. I bought you this, for tonight.” He sat down beside you, thighs touching leaving no room between you two.

“Im not trying to be mean. Just a little peeved that you left this morning without telling me. You also have a cold and I wanna take care of you since you won’t do it.” A hand rubs his forehead luring his eyes shut.

“Sorry baby, I thank you for caring so much.” He whispers sleepily.

“Im always gonna care for my bubs.” Kissing him on the lips, your turn your attention to the bag. The small grey bag had light tissue paper covering the product within the bag. The tissue falls to the floor as you dig into the bag. A silky champagne dress, folded neatly to decrease wrinkles, sits in the bag. The dress was soft and you knew it was loose enough to give you the room to dance. Soft snores escaped the boy beside you- the exhaustion evident on his face.

You pull the dress out of the bag and walk over to where his outfit of the night hung. The dress was hung beside his to be steamed for later. Turning around, you smile at the sight of your curled up boyfriend. Your heart hurt knowing that in a few minutes he would have to go rehearse.

Harry sleepily went through rehearsals sitting in a chair the whole time. He knew his stage cues and performance, he only had one more thing to rehearse but it required for you to not be in the room. He gave one look to Jeff to signal him to get you out. Jeff made up some excuse saying that he needed help with some social media post for the show.

Before the show, there was a catered dinner from some local restaurant. Harry ate a light meal of fresh vegetables and a sweet iced tea which has grown on him having lived in the states for some years. You ate grilled chicken and fries enjoying the free food. The two of you ate alone in his dressing room- wanting a moment of piece before the crazy.

“How are you feeling?” You ask Harry. He shrugs, he was more nervous than anything but you wouldn’t understand why if he had told that to you. He felt floaty. Tonight would be a game changer, a step in a whole new direction. This is something he’s wanted to do for years now but it’s finally happening, and he’s scared.

"Im ok, a little tired but what else is new. I can't wait to sleep all night and cuddle with you." He grabs your hand from across the table. you squeeze it, frowning at his revelation.

"I don't like that you're so tired." You worry, his hand squeezes yours in reassurance.

“Im ok, it’s all apart if the job.” He looks down to your bare ring finger, thumb brushing over the empty spot. Your nails were done in your favorite way, some funky pattern you found from Pinterest all painted on short coffin nails.

“I love you Harry and I’m so proud of you. I know that these years put us both in a bad place mentally but I’m happy of where we are now.” Harry could almost tear up to your words. They settled into his mind, resonating. He was making the perfect decision and you solidified that ideal.

2014

Harry didn’t know how they did it. A show every night, a new state everyday, a new country every few months- he was burnt out. He was tired of shared tour buses and the lack of autonomy. Last nights LA show was amazing, the crowd was amazing, the energy was amazing- so why did he feel so horrid?

He walked around in The Grove, security guards walking in front and behind him. He wanted a peaceful day alone but here they were. Fans watched suspiciously trying to decipher if it was Harry or not. His hat and sunglasses were obviously not the disguise he thought they would be.

As the whispers got louder, his heart started to flurry more. Panic seeped into his veins as he looked for an escape. Bolting in the Barnes and Nobles- security guards close behind- Harry asked for the employees to close shop just for a moment. Harry only needed a moment to get a car near by to escape to. Feeling overwhelmed, Harry hid.

In between the historical fiction and romance aisle is where he sat. Head between his knees, trying to catch his breathe.

“Are you ok?” A voice asked from above him. His head whipped up in shock. Standing there was you, three books clutched between your arms. Adjusting your dress you dropped down to the floor in front of him.

“I-im fine, tired but fine.” He replied. He looked different than he did the night before, you thought. Last night, he was energetic and full of life and now, now you saw a boy whose exhaustion overpowered him.

“You here for any books?” You were just trying to change the subject, something you did with yourself when you had panic attacks.

“Oh no, I don’t-“ he stuttered shaking his head. You smiled at him before pulling a book from your stack. The fault In Our Stars, your new favorite.

“I love this book, one of my favorites. Heard a movie is coming out too so that’s fun.” You joke. Harry’s relaxed slightly, you nestled closer to him. Opening the book, you began reading, your gentle voice calming Harry.

At the start of chapter four, an interruption pulled you both away. Harry’s security guard told Harry that a car was waiting and the perimeter of the store was clear. Harry nodded telling the guard to give him five more minutes.

“I guess this is it.” You mumble closing your book. Harry nods but makes no move to leave. Something clicks in him as he looks at your face again.

“You were at the concert last night, meet and greet?” He muses.

“Yeah, One Direction is my favorite band. My friend bought our vip tickets for my birthday. Best night ever.” You say quietly, scared that he might think that you’re some obsessed fan.

“Oh, well I’m glad you enjoyed the show….so why didn’t you freak out today or- or expose where I was?”

“You’re a human being, just like me. You get nervous, frustrated, and sad just like me. You get panic attacks just like. Who am I to treat you differently?” Your words did so much for Harry. “Now don’t get me wrong, you’re my favorite in the band, but I don’t idolize you nor do I wish to be in your position cause I know it must be hard.”

“It is. Hard, I mean, really really hard. I love my job but I’m tired.” The silence you two shared burned a connection between you two. “This may be weird but could I have your number? I like talking to you and I wanna hear more of this book.”

Placing your hand made bookmark in the book, you closed in and gently placed it on Harry’s lap. “Have it. I have one at home and if you still want to talk about it- I’ll give you my number.”

Harry stills as the book sits in his lap. “I want to talk to you about the book.”

After exchanging numbers, Harry was urged by you to go. Walking side by side to the door, you were separated by his security.

“Harry, don’t let this keep hurting you. Find the joy and grasp on to it.”

You turned out to be his joy. Calls every night after shows and different books being read together, you both gravitated towards each other. Everyday was a new day to grow closer together. He invited you to more concerts, paying for every ticket because he just needed to be with you.

The show was going beautifully. Harry looked amazing in stage in all white and most fans were captivated by your outfit too. It worried you to see Harry so exhausted on stage but you knew he would stick it through like he always does. Proud was an understatement in your eyes. Harry made you more than proud.

You stood in the back of the watermelon pit at the end of the aisle where his stage stopped a few feet away. Jeff stood beside you like he normally did but he was acting suspicious. You two never stood on the side of Harry’s exit but this is where Jeff said you’d get the best view tonight.

Harry sang his final ‘we’ll be alright’ before doing his stage stroll and bows, but instead of finishing in the middle of the stage- he went down stage to the place he normally exits to at the end of the night. You watched in confusion, along with the crowd, as he walked down the steps to you. The crowd erupted in screams as the lights focused on where you were standing.

“What are you doing?” You asked with large eyes of shock. You felt your heart stop in your chest. The crowd getting louder by the moment. Harry walked closer to you, one hand digging into his pocket while his eyes focused on your face. You couldn’t place what was happening but you’re eyes welled with even more tears nonetheless. Jeff was to the side with a huge smile and his phone out to capture the moment.

“Y/N, my love, my light, the best thing that has happened to me,” he didn’t have his mic on so the crowd couldn’t hear him but you could hear him perfectly. As if you two were the only ones in the large arena, you could only see Harry. “From the moment I met you in the bookstore, I knew you were meant to be in my life. Somehow you took me from my darkest place and guided me to my lightest.

I know our lives have been hard but we’ve always found a way to be alright. I want that for the rest of my life. I want you to be by my side for the rest of my life, so will you please, my love, marry me?”

You gave him no time to answer as you yanked him up by his arm. You wept as you exclaimed loud yeses, yeses that could be heard by a few fans who screamed in excitement igniting the rest of the crowd to scream. Harry picked you up in his arms, throwing one arm out to wave at the crowd before bounding backstage.

“Oh my god Harry!” You exclaimed as he set you down. He only had a few minutes to talk so you kept it quick. You pulled his face down to your kissing his lips. This kiss pulled you both deeper into each other.

He pulled away making you whine. “I gotta go back but I promise you’ll get it all tonight. I can’t believe you said yes. I love you so much.”

Harry’s energy multiplied by 100 going back on stage. He even went as far as to explain what watermelon sugar was about. Remembering when the song was made, it made your legs clench together- a pulse overwhelming your lower regions.

Looking down at your hand, you could feel yourself tear up again at the ring he bought you. It fit perfectly in your hand, you remember him measuring your hand that night even though he thought you were asleep. The thought of your future made your heart swell. A future with new music, a wedding, a nice house, and babies made your heart swell. This was something you couldn’t wait for.

Harry found his joy in you but he never knew about the joy he was to your dark life.

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