#ALSO YOU'RE VV PRETTY I JUST KNOW IT

[makiwife]

F the big 3 CL16!

Driver’s Soft Launch Series

Charles Leclerc x Redbull Driver! Verstappen!Reader

Author’s notes: hihi!! back from my year long slump😭 all pics are from Pinterest. It’s a long one so hope you enjoy!! it gets vv messy😈.

Warnings: cursing, sexual themes.

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Y/nverstappen

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Y/nverstappen with love xoxo

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maxverstappen1: Where is your shirt in the first pic🤨🤨

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↳ Y/nverstappen: fym… it’s right there😅

francisca.cgomes: YOURE SO BEAUTIFUL BABY🥰

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Lilymhe: bae is looking so FINEE

↳ Y/nverstappen: my wife I love you🥹

F1xY/n: HOW IS SHE SO PRETTY IM JEALOUS

Ferraricharles4: SHE REALLY CAME SHIRTLESS IN THE FIRST PIC

Landonorris: bro is posing before a GP😭

↳ Y/nverstappen: bro hasn’t given anyone vip paddock passes since he got broken up with😭

↳ danielriccardo: LMAOO🤣🤣

redbullY/nfan: SHE GAGGED HIM

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Y/nverstappen

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Y/nverstappen date before race ❤️‍🔥

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Redbullluv: DATE NIGHT W WHOM?!???

McLarengirl11: UM HELLO WHO IS THAT MAN?

Lilymhe: STUNNING☺️☺️

↳ Y/nverstappen: I love you lil🥰

danielriccardo: the people want to know who you’re soft launching

↳ maxverstappen1: what the fuck is soft launching🤨

↳ Y/nverstappen: 🤫🤫

Y/nloveerr: SHES TEASING US OH MY GOF

gerihalliwellhorner: very beautiful Y/n💕

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pierregasly: I wonder who it is😁😁

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↳ Carlosleclerc6: bro knows who it is😭🧌

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During qualifying day interviews:

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Y/nverstappen

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Y/nverstappen fuck the big 3, it's just big ME.

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maxverstappen1: congrats baby sis!! P1 looks good on you

↳ Y/nverstappen: thank you maxie🙏 i love you.

y/nf1fan: THE CAPTION??? WHY DID SHE GAG OCON SO HARD

Redbullgirly3: THE VERSTAPPEN SIBLINGS HAVING BEEF WITH OCON IS SO FUNNY TO ME

lewishamilton: congratulations Y/n!! very proud of you.

↳ Y/nverstappen: THANK YOU LEW🥹 you're so sweet

charles_leclerc: P1 BABYY

↳ Y/nvestappen: my haters got me to where I am☺️

redbullracing: simply simply lovey!! amazing results y/n🙌 keep up the wonderful work. (nice caption)

landonorris: that caption is so messy, i love it

↳ alexalbon: SO VEERY MESSI

↳ Y/nvestappen: “I don’t really have a lot to comment on that, except that he was being a pussy”

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Lilymhe: PERFECT WAY TO END A GP FOR SOMEONE AS PERFECT AS YOU ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

↳ Y/nverstappen: lily do you want head or sum 😛

↳ alexalbon: google, how to dislike a comment??🤨better yet, how to report someone??😃

georgerussell: CONGRATS!! AMAZING RACE FROM YOU!!

josief1: THE WAY SHE QUOTED MAX WHEN HE DISSED OCON IN AN INTERVIEW 🤣 MOTHER IS MOTHERING FR

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alexandrasaintmleux replied to your story: princess treatment only for the best 💕

Y/nverstappen: I literally love you alex baby🥹🥹

landonorris replied to your story: this is so booktok of charles

Y/nverstappen: LMAOO SO TRUEE

charles_leclerc replied to your story: you deserve everything and more. I'm so very proud mon amour ❤️.

Y/nverstappen: cha baby I’m actually so in love with you❤️❤️

A/n: Guys i literally had so much fun writing this!! I def want to make a pt2 because there wasn't really any soft launching/ flirting happening. I lowk wanted to show you guys a little bit of her personality, but I also wanted to ease into the romance yk. sorry for the yap sesh but I hope you enjoyed!!

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[ilycosy]

❝ DO YOU MIND ? ❞ | LUKE CASTELLAN

pairing : luke castellan x child of calliope!reader

summary — being the child of the mother of all muses, you're used to affections. boys and girls flock to you like you're a sweet, lovely thing, but they soon drop it when they realize that you're nothing like a muse. what happens if the camps precious, golden boy starts talking to you?

warnings : reader is a little toxic under their politeness, reader is also described to be feminine but there's no specific prns! luke is also kind of obsessive? he wants reader so bad.. not proofread (that's for babies /j)

aﾉn — i haven't written in a long time so bare with me, nor have i written for the pjo fandom ever (though ive been in it for a while..) this is also vv self indulgent (daughter of calliope here <3) so sorry if this isn't relatable ♡ lowercase intentional :)

being the child of the mother of muses has always been annoying— you've never had a break to just be. whether it be people chasing after you, or people who envy the attention you attract. there was always something, which you resented extremely.

if people were asked about you, they'd have only good things to say. you're beautiful, lovely, polite; but not a muse. it sometimes got annoying that it mattered so much to people, having others constantly talk about how you were never romantic.

you seemed to be uncomfortable with it at the very least, very few felt the resentment you held for love. those few could never confirm it though, having you reassure them that you're just a private person. ("there's no need for grand things, dear. i love you without such things." you'd say, through gritted teeth.) which is what might have drew luke castellan to you.

he saw through the politeness, observing you almost ever since you got claimed. he can picture when you got claimed, your embarrassed smile when an apollo girl had written a song for you. publicly performing it, you had lit up; literally. you were fifteen then— nothings changed in these past years.

luke can't remember all the times you've been confessed to, having songs, poems, even paintings done of you for your affection. but he can remember all the times he watched your facade crack; the way your smile stretched too wide to be real, your eyes dimming when you realized it was just another confession, or how you seemed to never interact with aphrodite boys anymore.

he finds it amusing mostly, how could such a pretty thing resent something people would kill for? either way, he finds himself being drawn in like you're a siren. the way your eyes darken at the mention of your mother, how you reapply gloss whenever you're nervous— he could go on really.

"are you going to eat that?" he finds himself asking you before he can stop himself, pointing at the yogurt bowl right next to your plate. he has half a mind to make sure he doesn't clam up when you look up at him, fluttering your lashes.

you gently push the bowl towards him, continuing on your morning like the best swordsman in the camp isn't talking to you. he pauses for a moment, licking his lips as he thinks of a reason to prolong this conversation.

fate seems to be on his side though— his brother, chris, being to busy talking to clarisse to even glance his way. he sits down, looking across from you as he eats the yogurt. he almost forgets that staring is rude.

"do you mind?" you ask, raising an eyebrow at him as you take a bite out of your crossiant. somewhat annoyed by the curly haired boy, your leg bounces steadily. "do i mind what?" he asks, like he's stupid— for some reason, you can't help but let your annoyance take over.

"why are you here," you start, pointing at the empty table. void of friends, you always sit alone until somebody claims they're in love with you. "you usually sit with your brothers and annabeth."

he shrugs at your questioning, not being able to find it in himself to hold back a teasing remark. "you know where i usually sit?" he asks with a small small, but the glint in his eyes show a certain smugness that gets under your skin.

you smile back at him, stretched too far and there's a bite in your voice hidden under honeyed words. "bye castellan," you croon sweetly. "hope you find your way back to your seat!" is all you give him, a morsel of fake attention that sends him reeling.

the next day, you wake up a bit later than normal. rising from your bunk around nine means you've missed breakfast, a deep feeling of anger surges through your core in a flash before you stretch and get dressed for the day.

when you leave the hermes cabin, you're stopped by a familiar figure. tall, brown hair, and a stupid smug grin. "hey angel," luke almost sings with how pleased he sounds with himself. "i have a presant!"

he reveals a crossiant and cold coffee, the faint warmth of the once fresh crossiant eases the deep feeling in your core even more though the coffee makes you want to vomit. "i don't like coffee." you state, taking a bite of the baked good. "but thank you, castellan."

he barely has time to respond with a you're welcome or an im sorry before you're smiling, too wide for his liking, and walking away. he debates following you, trying to talk to you like he's desperate for a friend. but he decides against it, wondering how to keep a conversation going with somebody that hates being sought after.

a week passes of the same routine— luke catching you at odd moments during the day, offering you little things to keep you around for a moment longer. you find it annoying, but keep a pleasant attitude anyways, it certainly helps that he's not bad to look at.

a small rumor spreads through camp, luke castellan having a crush. it barely takes the day for people to speculate that it's you.

it almost disappoints you, not having expected the camps favorite to fall so easily— doesn't he have any other girls? you debate on telling him that you're not open for relationships right now, having been in so many already, you could very easily blame any one of your exes.

but you don't have the chance to reject him the next time you see him because he's talking already, smiling at you like you'd fall so easily. "do you wanna help plan an activity with me?" he asks, offering you a delicious smelling tea.

"why would you want me to do that?" you question him, almost allowing yourself to have a genuine lazy smile but you just force a docile confused tilt. you sip on the tea, the once tart raspberries are now sweet in the tea mixing with a hibiscus flavor.

you're too busy drinking to notice him begin talking, he's mid laugh when you tune in. "— maybe you could help with setting up the theater?" he suggests, you pretend like you know how you got into a full conversation with him by subtly trying to exit it.

"why not have the apollo counselor help?" you say sweetly, setting the tea down and turning your full attention onto him. he feels sick to his stomach at how you look at him, soft features with a sugared tone. your eyes look at him like he's below you, like he's a nuisance, and for some reason that might be his favorite part.

he searches your face for a moment, glancing at your cold eyes before he chuckles. "maybe i want to spend time with you," he smiles like a cat, curling on his face with a pride that shouldn't make you as heated as it does. "i think you want to spend time with me too, yeah?"

you almost roll your eyes at his suggestion, but unable to squeeze out of this one without being mean, you agree to help him.

it only takes a couple weeks to fix up the theater due to the lack of counselors wanting to help, so it's safe for the younger kids to have a play— after that, it's back to the apollo children to plan. you sit back on the stage floor, sipping on a water bottle as you bask in the cold dusk breeze. "do you mind?"

a voice speaks from behind you, rasping slightly. you don't even have to look to know who it is, "no, castellan." you say, because you can't think of a reason for why you would mind.

luke sits himself down next to you, his knee brushing yours as he looks down at your water with a stare that could only be described at halfway pathetic and endearing. "here," you say, handing him the bottle. "i don't need you to die of dehydration on me."

he takes it gratefully, drinking it almost empty in three big gulps that make you roll your eyes with a small scoff. "did you just scoff?" he questions, an odd excitement in his voice.

you quickly try to deny it, hands coming up to animate how you didn't scoff or anything of the sort. but he already has a grin like he's drunk of the noise, "you definitely scoffed! that was so funny," he says with a loud laugh that makes you shush him, afraid of other campers hearing.

"i don't know why you hide that." he mumbles on your hand, fighting the temptation to lick it so you release him. those thoughts subside when your pretty eyes look up at him in confusion, "your annoyance." he clarifies.

"im not annoyed," you say, a bit defensively as you pull your hand away from him. "bit rude of you to say that, castellan."

he rolls his eyes in response, one of his arms coming behind you to rest on the stage. you can feel the ghost of it barely grazing you, "you're definitely annoyed," he says matter-of-factly. "you're almost always annoyed, or angry."

you fight back a scoff, but then give up. rolling your eyes you turn to him, searching his face for how he noticed, why he's doing this— but you come up with nothing. "why do you care?" you almost snap at him, drumming your fingers on your knee.

"i don't," he says like it's obvious. "im the same way." there's a beat after he says it, a silence that seems more comfortable than awkward like it should be. admitting his anger to you felt like a breath of fresh air, because he knew you'd understand him.

you bite your bottom lip, turning to face him. "that hatred," you start, almost in disbelief that you finally have the opportunity to talk about this. "it doesn't go away huh?" the question is phrased more like a statement, barely asking for confirmation.

he nods, not speaking as he watches you. there was no need for an explanation on what the hatred was, he knew as soon as you began talking. the gift from your mother was never really a gift to you, a burden of what it means to be a demigod is all it was.

you never knew what was genuine, or what was your mothers doing. but you felt a sense of ease with the hermes boy, nothing like all your previous relationships. "do you think it's bad," you mumble, almost ashamed.

"do you think it's bad that we feel this way?"

your question is softly spoken, genuinely interested in his opinion. he feels himself almost feel guilty for you, but he can't lie. "no," he wraps an arm around your waist. gently bringing you closer. "i think we might be the only ones in the right."

he says it with such confidence, a lack of guilt or unease in his voice that it makes you smile. not a sweet one, but a prideful one. one that could reflect the pride of a god, finally validation for the deep seated resentment that almost quenches that thirst for revenge.

minutes of silence pass by, the sun fully set as you lean your head on his shoulder. inhaling the pine and deep smell of his cologne, you hum. "are the rumors 'round camp true?" you ask.

he feels a small blush creep up his neck and ears, spreading across his face as he realizes that you heard about those. he never meant for his half-brothers to over hear a private conversation (said private conversation was in the bathroom, luke washing his hands while chris talked loudly about how he could get clarisse to go on a double date if he'd just ask you out already.)

"uh," he laughs awkwardly, his fingers drumming on the soft skin of your waist. "do you mind?"

you can't help the small smile that spreads across your face, "no." is all you need to say before his wet lips are on yours. hungry and desperate for your attention, which you give him without another thought.

#cosywriting #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan x you #luke x reader #luke castellan fic #luke castellan fanfiction #luke castellan fluff #castellanswrld

[gigisdoll]

Hii! I was just going through some of my fave fics from your acc and I just remembered the perv teacher wony one and it was so good !! Could I get another perv wony fick but with g!p wony ? Mwah I love your writing so much btw if you dont want to do this one its totally fine !!

cw; groping,somnophillia,wony is a lil delusional,noncon/dubcon,dacryphillia

pairings; perv!wony x fem!reader

notes; took abit but here ya go nonnie!! now onto the next req!! i've also completely given up on capitalization ಥ_ಥ n i am alive!!!

wonyoung loves hugging you,her hands roaming around feeling your tits but you allow it since it helps her reduce stress? whatever that means you just know it works wonders to help her feel calmer cause shes doing it almost every day now, sometimes she'll squeeze in an extra grope or two...

she loves how easy it is to make you vulnerable in her arms cause you trust her so much (you shouldn't) to handle you in your most susceptible state!! :)) but she doesn't care that you give her your absolute trust and breaks it almost immediately after she finds out you're in deep sleep :((

peaks up from under your shirt n takes pictures from underneath for 'later'. she rlly does try to control herself but you look so pretty in your matching pjs that she physically can't do it and takes off your pants while apologizing quietly trying to not wake up up. she's genuinely upset that she cant regulate herself better but when she see's that you didn't wear any panties she convinces herself that you did it only for her so its for easy access...

and you're soaked! you would've wanted her to do this sooner or later anyway <3 tests your cunt if your xtra sensitive tonight (totally does not do pussy checks to see if you've masturbated without her permission or not) n the way your cunt twitched and leaked was sooo cute cause even in ur sleep you craved her touch and it made her wet with her own pre-cum. you've also started grinding on her fingers unknowingly fuelling her lust for you (,,>﹏<,,)

her bulge actually became massive as soon as your pants were pulled down n she didn't even notice she was subtly grinding on your thighs they were so soft and warm she couldn't help herself >< you've also started whining and whimpering cause even while your asleep your still incredibly needy and sensitive that you need her inside of you and fast!! so... she took off her pants and boxers to reveal her cock that had a tip was red and angry and needed a warm hug around it n well you're here for a reason!!

shes been dreaming of this for months now n it's finally happenin'!! the load shes been saving up for you is ready to be released inside you and a lot more's comin' too the day that she's been dreaming about for almost a year now is coming true as your warm,tight cunt enveloped her dick and made her actually moan out loud cause your soft and velvety walls were soo welcoming that she almost came on the spot as soon she bottomed out inside of you >< n as soon as she did she could not control herself and started thrusting almost immediately, not caring to check if it hurt you in anyway cause you've basically tortured her for months now by not allowing her inside you when she asked nicely everytime!

slowly you woke up n felt vv weird... you felt someone breath down your neck n wony's dick throb n thrust inside of you, but you didn't know it was her so you started crying but you were too weak to fight back her arms trying to stop you from crying n squirming :(( her eyes were glued to your tits n it made her almost cum in an instant when she saw your face covered with tears and sososo flustered... n so what if shes a pervert? you made her into one (¬_¬") so u should let her continue rearranging ur insides as a 'sorry' for making her into a perverted weirdo!! n she continues pounding into you, ignoring ur excessive cries cause you felt so tight n warm she couldn't physically stop her hips from meeting yours...

you drooled as wony's eyes rolled back into her head as spurt after spurt of cum came out of her twitching cock.. it sent you overboard!! white hot pleasure jolted inside of you as a vv warm feeling filled you up n split out of ur tight cunt n you passed out again from the pleasure wony was givin you... (she took pictures just in case yk..for next time!!)

#𐙚.asks #𐙚.ramblings #🎀.noncon #🎀.somnophillia #🎀.g!p #୨୧.wonyoung #୨୧.IVE #ive smut #ive x reader #wonyoung x reader #wonyoung smut #jang wonyoung #jang wonyoung x reader #jang wonyoung smut

[fairyhaos]

how seventeen braid their s/o's hair

requested by anon: Hiiii can I request a svt reaction to you asking them to braid your hair?

notes: this is sooo cute omg. also bc reader's hair is getting braided, they have long hair

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seungcheol

does his best! he's a bit fumbling, and he has to follow along to a youtube video very, very slowly while he does your hair but it looks very pretty. he's smiling at his finished product, kissing the top of your head and telling you that you look utterly beautiful (and no it's not just bc He was the one who did it shh). asks if he can braid your hair another time bc it was vv fun and in the future he'd love to be able to do more of these things like this for you 

jeonghan

actually sucks. he's never braided someone else's hair before, you know? it's difficult, okay, don't look at him like that. he doesn't even know where to start. takes a while, but he does manage a decent-looking braid even though it's only his first time. clicks his tongue at it, annoyed with himself, and asks if he can braid your hair more often. you're still yet to discover if this new fixation you've instilled him with is going to turn out to be a good thing. 

joshua

hidden pro. whenever jeonghan has his long hair, joshua is one of those people that he always looks for to complain about how annoying it is, so shua's kinda been forced to learn how to braid hair just so jeonghan will stop irritating him. works deftly and quickly, and gives the finished braid a quick pat before kissing your ear and telling you he's finished. goes "of course you love it, i did it" when you tell him how pretty it is, but he has that bright, satisfied smile on his face

junhui

does his best, but it ends up being a little bit wonky. so he does it again. and again. probably braids your hair several times, on and each attempt there's something just not quite right, so in the end he gives up with a sad smile. it's okay, though, because it's perfect in your eyes (and better than what you could have done, but he doesn't need to know that) and you praise him so so much for it that it makes him giggle and blush profusely and his adoring expression is totally worth the wonky braid

hoshi

does it super duper fast and with a super duper amount of care !! okay maybe not as much care, but he is careful not to tug on your hair too hard. and it looks good, very pretty and neat, but… the hairtie he uses is one of those little stretchy clear plastic ones and god knows how he actually tied your hair with it in the first place, but halfway through the day the hairtie snaps and your hair falls all into your face. it's okay, though. the braid looked nice for all of the two hours it was able to actually stay up as a braid

wonwoo

works very quietly, very calmly on your hair. it's so relaxing that you don't realise he's actually been struggling for a rlly long time, watching a video with his airpods in with his fingers holding strands of your hair, utterly lost on how to do the french braid in the video that he'd clicked on. ends up doing something very simple, and he's a bit disappointed that he couldn't do something prettier for you, but don't worry. you're already planning to ask him again and again bc you can see how much he wants to learn this for you

woozi

another hidden pro. have you seen this man's fingers?? you approach him with a video of this complicated-looking braid that you want to have done in your hair, and while he does pretend to grump a little bit, he sets down whatever he was doing and follows the video efficiently, finishing your hair and asking you if this is what you wanted? it looks good, like really good, and so now whenever you want your hair done in a style that you can't do by yourself, you always go to your boyfriend who (tho he denies it) is always willing to help

minghao

very good. spends a great deal of time just running his hand through your hair, and his fingers are so careful and soothing that you almost fall asleep before he can actually get to brushing your hair, let alone properly braiding it. it's only a simple braid, but it's incredibly neat and perfectly done. smiles when you kiss his cheek in thanks, and shyly asks if maybe, if you're okay with it, can he come up to you and practice doing other and more complicated braids? 

mingyu

hesitant but also eager at the same time, in the way that only mingyu can be. watches like half a video before making grabby hands at your hair and asking you to come over to him. restarts maybe five times? the end result that he shows you looks like some sort of weird braid that isn't exactly a braid but still kind of is. it's nice, and mingyu's proud of it, but it's certainly going to be a pain to untie at the end of the day when you wanna wash your hair. 

dokyeom

can only do a very simple braid, but can do that very simple braid very, very well. gathers up your hair very well in those long fingers of his, tongue slightly sticking out as he ties up the end of your hair at the end. smooths out the braid with his fingertips, smiling and telling you that he's done a great job and you're allowed to praise him endlessly now. won't be leaping at the chance to braid your hair (can't you run your fingers through his hair instead?) but he certainly loves doing it for u

seungkwan

he's good! very good, in fact, and a little bit insulted that you asked him sceptically if he knew what he was doing when he had brandished his brush in the direction of your hair and attempted to tackle this new mission you've given him. does something oddly complicated that has him hmming and hissing at your hair in annoyance for a good half hour or so, but when he's finished it looks utterly beautiful and he laughs as you hug him tightly, playfully scolding you and telling you not to damage the braid so early on

vernon

uhhhh. you want him. to braid your hair? sure babe but you gotta understand it might not look that great. and so you end up browsing youtube videos together for a good half an hour to find a video that hansol feels like he can follow. it takes him a while, but he finds that he kind of likes doing it? he doesn't wanna try anything fancy any time soon, but if you wanna have your hair braided again then just come to him and he's more than willing to attempt to get it done once more

chan

whips out the hair ties around his wrist and beams, telling you that he's been Waiting for this for so long. is so good at it that it's actually insane, and you have a sneaky suspicion that he might have begged jeonghan to let him practise on the elder's hair once or twice before. looks at your hair for a long moment before his eyes light up and he rushes off and runs back in with butterfly clips to place all over your hair. it's beautiful. he loves it. you love it. it's the best hairstyle you've ever had ever. 

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[melancholymegumi]

melody's current thoughts . . . 💭

‘uncle’!iida & mommy yaomomo ft recently introduced auntie ashido <3

content warning : discipline mentioned , overused mommy as usual, like one swat , reader is vv bratty and spoiled , md/lg heavily implied , reader threw a tantrum

mommy yaomomo whose too gentle for her own good , you're too spoiled :( . Spending her money like crazy, asking her to buy new clothes everytime you guys went out. $100 is basically just paper at this point. Other than that , you basically refused anything that isn't up to your standards. Noodles with veggies? yuck. A colouring book of dinosaurs instead of kittens? burn it.

You also basically lost your manners. Not even saying thank you or even greet your mommy’s friends correctly. “is this your little girl, yaomomo? she's so pretty! hi sweetheart, my name is mina ashido. you can call me auntie if you want!” only for you to ignore her and whined at your mommy saying it's boring and hot.

She didn't know what to do anymore, not until your ‘uncle’ todoroki told your mommy that top 5 pro hero Igenium is back from his business trip. So, when you came out of your room to your mommy serving him tea , you were shocked. To say the least.

But when you found out that you're staying with him for a day?? because your mommy had to do patrol in another prefecture and won't be back till tomorrow morning? oh you were pissed. Swear words , crying and calling her a meanie. Well , not until he pulls you away and bends you over his lap, suddenly striking your ass.

“Ah, here I thought your mommy was just being overdramatic. Yaomomo, you can leave her to me, she'll be good as an angel tomorrow.”

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𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 ↝ 𝐚𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫

GENRE — romance, fluff, smut PAIRING — hotchner x afab!reader WORD COUNT — 5.4k+ WARNINGS — unprotected sex, softdom!hotch, lots of aftercare, breathplay, oral (m&f), spanking (use of belt), vv respectful!hotch, loss of virginity, degrading names, daddy kink if you squint, p in v, discussion of safeword, lots of communication, hair pulling, cuddling, all the cute stuff, time jumps!

Aaron Hotchner was an honest man, and often a quiet one. Until you two finally got comfortable together, which was around the two month mark of dating. He was, of course, open with you before that. It just wasn't him, and he was nervous to open himself up like that.

He was nervous about a lot of things, but you would sheepishly insist that he just own up to it. The blushes his cheeks would light up with made your stomach fill with butterflies, and left a slight smile on your face. He was hot in every way possible, but looking at him right now, he was the most adorable man you'd ever seen.

"That was a pretty blunt question," he laughed out, leaning back against the couch.

Moments before, you had asked him when was an appropriate time for you two to have sex. "Do you mean like during the day or in the context of our relationship?" This made you laugh lightly as well.

You two were cuddled on his couch, and thankfully alone for the night as Jack was at a sleepover. Your hand was on his knee, and his slung over your back as you were cuddling. "I mean, in general... I think."

Aaron nodded, before you got nervous and kind of rambled. "Although don't most people have sex at night? I've heard people who have sex a lot kind of do it whenever, wherever, though. So I'm not sure I'd ever ask the other version of that question."

At this point, a smile held on his face as he turned his head towards you. This conversation clearly made you nervous, and he didn't want you to be. However, that didn't mean you being flustered wasn't super adorable.

His once still hand rubbed your back soothingly, and your eyes now searched his beautiful brown ones. "Well," he sighed, and your heart beat into your chest. "I suppose it's whenever you are comfortable enough and want to do it, there is no timeline. Some people have one-night stands that turn into relationships, and some people wait for marriage."

You nodded gently, and laying your head back onto his chest, getting closure to your question. "And when you're comfortable too, not just me," you mumbled into his chest.

"Sweetheart, I have trusted you and been comfortable enough with you for a bit now," his thumb was now swiping across your back more consistently, with a little more pressure. He was worried this statement would make you feel forced to do something, so he very quickly added in:

"However, we are in no rush. I love spending time with you, and learning everything about you. Getting to know your body and the pleasure portion of our relationship is in absolutely no rush, sweetheart. Please do not feel any pressure when I say that I am comfortable. We take this at your pace, no questions asked."

Your entire face was now dug into his chest, burning red. Not able to help yourself, you let out little giggles, taking the one hand not on his knee and holding it over your mouth.

"Here I am being all lovey-dovey and you're giggling," he laughed, kissing your forehead. "I'm sorry," you pushed out, with giggles taking over your whole body. "You're just so cute."

"Also, questions are important. I have to know what you like," you finished giggling and continued speaking, adjusting yourself to wrap your arms around his abdomen. "Do you mean what I like sexually? Or like my favorite color?"

"Your favorite color is emerald green, anyone could ask me that and I'd answer it no problem. Now if someone asked whether you're dominant in bed, I haven't got a clue."

Oh.

Oh..

"Do you want to talk about this? We can have a serious conversation about sex, if it's something you're comfortable with."

Your thighs were burning from rubbing them together so much, but the blanket over your lap was hiding that from Aaron. "Honestly, it's been on my mind a lot,"

"The conversation, I mean, not like, jumping your bones." you continued.

A smirk covered Aaron's face, and his fingers stopped rubbing your back. "So you're telling me you don't want to have sex? Or haven't thought about it?" he had such a shit eating grin on his face, and you could tell by his tone.

"Aaron, if you ever want to get in my pants you better take that shit-eating-grin off your face," you laughed, looking up at him.

A pause went by, and as you locked eyes, he leaned down gently and placed a kiss to your lips. It was a simple peck, but assurance that he was going at your speed.

"Okay, I'll go first. In my previous relationships, I was always pretty dominant, but it was mostly vanilla, casual, missionary. When I have stressful days, I definitely tend to be rougher. That doesn't mean I will, and if you need me to be gentle, I will absolutely oblige. I just notice my own habits if there is no preference given. I'm down to try pretty much anything except watersports or scat play, but I'm pretty open."

Wow, he thinks you want gentle.

"What have you liked in the past? Do you have any favorite positions? Any specific foreplay that really gets you off? Any fun kinks I should keep in mind?"

At this point, you were getting nervous.

You'd done stuff, sure, but only with guys your age. And never went all the way there. You'd wanted to, sure, but when a guy cannot give head or find the clit, there was no way he'd make sure you cum during sex. You weren't willing to risk that yet.

You untangled yourself from him, and scooched back slightly. You bit your lip, and sat sideways on the couch, facing him, criss-cross. "I have a confession." you sighed, and he turned towards you gently.

"Tell me, sweetheart,"

"I haven't had sex before. I definitely have an idea of what I like, though. If it isn't things you are into that's okay, too," you rambled once again, and a slight smile littered Aaron's face.

"That's okay. Whether or not you have had sex, this is still your pace. We go when you want to go," his voice was so soft, so gentle, and he grabbed your hand, kissing your knuckles.

"Do you want to tell me what you do like? I want to know what makes my pretty little bird sing," he almost growled, his voice somehow still gentle. You blushed once again, and gripped his hand a little tighter. "I really like pain."

"Pain? So, a little masochist. Okay," he smiled, "what kind of pain? I'm intrigued,"

"At some point, I really would like you to use your belt on me. Maybe around my neck, or to whip me with it. I want you to pull my hair, and I want you to choke me. That ones my favorite, but no one's ever done it right. I want you to choke me all the time, in any sexual context. Even if it's just heavy making out. If we do anything super heavy, or even just have sex, I really need aftercare, I think is the term? Like, please don't fuck me and then leave immediately."

His eyes were glistening as you had taken yours from him to explain things. You often talked with your hands, he had noticed, and he couldn't help but watch your perfectly manicured fingers whiz around in the air as you explained what turned you on.

"I like names, even mean ones. Just not bitch, that's my only real limit. Sweetheart, slut, whore, bunny, baby, anything. Just not bitch."

"I can work with that."

The last sexual conversation you had with Aaron ended fairly calmly, just a little making out and some cuddling. Aaron was serious, this was your rodeo. And at the time, you didn't think you were 100% there yet. You had full confidence in Aaron, but you wanted to feel ready. Pamper yourself, dress nicely, get a good wax, and most importantly drink plenty of water.

He had also been pretty busy with work, so not much physically had advanced between you two. However, tonight was different. You were going to have sex with Aaron Hotchner, and it was going to be hot, and mind-blowing, and everything you could imagine.

"Whatcha thinking so hard about, sweet girl?"

You had been so caught in your own thoughts, you didn't notice Aaron coming into your house with a box of pizza and two strawberry lemonades.

And that is when you realized it.

As he came in with presumably a cheese pizza, because you didn't eat meat, and your favorite drink, you felt it. You loved him. Why it didn't occur to you before was a mystery, but you knew it now. You loved Aaron Hotchner.

"I'm parched," you smiled, breaking out of thought. "I've got just the thing for you, honey." He quickly sat down and handed you a lemonade, and you smiled gratefully.

A few minutes went by relatively calmly, a light conversation about your day at work, his about paperwork and how JJ had been gushing about her son graduating kindergarten. His little smile warmed your heart. You ate pizza together, and you laid your neck against the armrest, with your legs laid over his lap.

With the TV show playing numbly on the screen, you finished your last bite and set the crust back into the box. You were equally prepared that Aaron may not be ready tonight, or may not want to. Just because you wanted to doesn't mean any slight signal of hesitance from him would let anything continue.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I think I just need to be closer to you," you smiled softly. At the very least you wanted to cuddle with him, be near him. You adjusted yourself, and sat next to him, pulling the throw over your legs, as you were freezing.

You cuddled like that for a while, just humming and his hand slowly tracing over your back. Your eyes drooped in and out, and you damn near fell asleep laying so comfortably against your boyfriend. He was so warm, he smelled so good, and he was your comfort person. How could you not?

It wasn't long before you felt him shifting underneath you, making an almost uncomfortable groaning noise. It was soft, but enough to wake you. It was then your ears caught it: moaning.

Not from Aaron, though. Your eyes fluttered open to the TV out in front of you, and it was a very vivid sex scene. Not porn, just very loud and clear sex. And it dawned on you.

Aaron has a hard on and was trying not to wake you. How cute.

"Aaron, are you okay?"

Playing innocent was your best bet, and if it truly was going to make him uncomfortable, you didn't want to push it.

His eyes met yours, now fully open, and he smiled softly. "Yeah, I'm okay. Just a little uncomfortable is all," he was so sweet in his tone, his voice deeper than usual.

"Is there anything I can do?"

The very loud slapping of skin in the background was the winner of your voice in the game of volume. This was a really long sex scene, Jesus Christ.

He paused for a moment, and then instead of answering he simply kissed your forehead, holding it there for a moment. "Aaron, are you hard?"

Out with it.

"Quite, but that is not your problem. I am fully capable of taking a shower and sleeping it off."

"If that's what you want to do, I will respect that. But... I am also fully willing to help you, if you want."

"Sweetheart, only if you're comfortable. Honestly," he was clearly uncomfortable, and your heart ached at how he was more worried about you than anything.

"Can I touch you?"

"Of course you can, honey," he sighed, meeting your lips in a gentle kiss. It wasn't long before his hands wrapped around your face gingerly, holding you tightly.

You lifted the blanket off of his lap, and stared impressively at his bulge. You didn't have any expectations, but you could clearly tell he wasn't the smallest.

You rolled your hands over his bulge, immediately watching as his eyes closed and he leaned his head back. You weren't new to foreplay, thank god, so you made quick work of his pants. Soon followed his boxers, the entire time his face eager but clearly wanting to respect you.

He was holding back so much.

You moved yourself to the carpeted floor, falling to your knees in front of him. His legs were spread, and he just looked at you with pure adoration. "You're beautiful," his hand came to gently swipe your hair from your face.

You responded by spitting on his dick, and looking up at him as you did it. He was a pretty decent length, but his thickness is what had you hung up. He was a perfect girth, but you knew this was going to leave your jaw sore.

As your mouth went around him, his hand stayed on your head. He was gently petting your head, as if it was his non-verbal form of praise. Sucking dick was a lot of work, but hearing Aaron groan and rub your jaw so gently was worth it.

"God, you're such a good girl,"

Music to your ears.

You went for as long as you could, before your jaw began to ache. The entire time Aaron was whispering sweet nothings to you, telling you how good you were doing.

"Fuck, come here," he pulled you off of his now sopping cock, and led you to his lap. "We don't have to do anything more, sweetheart. Not unless you really want to," he cradled your face in his hand, the warmth radiating off of your very red and achy cheeks.

It only took a moment before he kissed your forehead. "Aaron, I want you to take me, but could we go slow?"

"Oh, of course. It would be my pleasure," he grinned, "I'm going to make you feel so good. You were such a good little whore for me, how can I resist?"

Your eyes widened, and you couldn't help the wetness in your panties that erupted at the name. Your outfit wasn't super challenging, some sleep shorts and a black t-shirt (no bra, though). Typical sleepwear, but it gives Aaron easy access.

"If at any point you want to stop, just say the word," he moans into your mouth, but pulling away quickly to hold your face gently and stare into your eyes.

"What word?" you gave him doe eyes, your mouth and lips now sopping with a mixture of saliva and precum. He wanted to simply devour you whole.

"Red."

"Classic. I like that."

Following your giggle, he grabs your hand and stands up. You were confused for a short moment, until he leads you toward your room. He was truly a gentleman.

No couch fucking today, he thought.

Maybe tomorrow.

He rolled his boxers back down again, and closed the door behind you two. "Lay down, sweet girl," he smiled at you, and you couldn't help but giggle. This sweet man was all yours, and no one else's. How lucky a time.

You were fully on your back, looking up at him comfortably in your jammies still while he was fully naked. He was quick to get on the bed and hover over you, his eyes glistening with humor.

Your giggles didn't subside even as his hands roamed your body.

"What's so funny?"

"That--"

Your voice was cut short with a gasp, as he sucked onto your neck and his fingers snuck into your shorts and quickly rounded your clit. He rubbed you gently for a moment, before asking so very sweetly if he could take off your PJ's.

"Please," you were so smitten, so love drunk and fucked out already and he'd barely touched you. It wasn't long before your underwear and shorts, and you thanked the heavens for your wax. Baby smooth.

He followed pulling your shirt gently off of your torso, and you were now fully exposed, nipples hard as day.

"God, you're so beautiful."

You blushed and smiled at him, and as he circled your clit gently, knowing he couldn't unleash his rough side just yet, he kissed you so deeply. This was not a sex kiss.

This was an I love you kiss. And you both understood that.

To truly be comfortable enough and trust each other for sex was one thing, but you had already reached everything else in your relationship. You loved each other. And Aaron was going to make damn sure you knew that.

So he expressed his love as he dove his face between your legs, and little whimpers escaping your mouth. He teased your now sopping hole with one finger, testing the waters, and slowly slid it inside.

He made quick work, circling your clit with his tongue so harshly all of a sudden, and thrusting his fingers in and out of your cunt. The wet, squelching noises filled the room, and you were trying to be quiet. Your hand covered your mouth, and your other one grasping around desperately. Bedsheets, pillow, anything to tug on.

"Take your hand off your mouth," he ordered, looking up at you with a very moist pair of lips. "You can tug on my hair, you're not the only one who likes a little pain, sweetness,"

You giggled in response, which was short lived as another gasp filled the air. Your hands quickly found Aaron's hair, so sleek and soft, as he devoured you.

Each moment was a different approach, two fingers inside you, tongue on your clit. Fast and hard, or slow and gentle while he looked up at you. Each one made you feel so good and closer to an orgasm. He wasn't just good, he was amazing. It was like he knew the ins and outs of your body already.

Truth was, he was a quick learner. And he was a little nervous, this was your first time having sex. He wanted it to be good, to have fun, and for you not to regret it.

"More," you breathed out in a ragged moan, "please."

"Oh, since you asked so nicely, how could I refuse?" he then added a third finger inside of your drenched core, and moved his body up yours to kiss you.

You tasted yourself on him, and you can't lie. It was not the most magical fruity taste you'd ever experienced, but the sacrifice was made. He made you feel good.

As you two made out feverishly, his fingers still pumping in and out of you, his other hand found free space on the side of your jaw. It was slowly trailing down, further, and further, until it landed on the side of your neck.

Aaron knew that this was going to be the finish line as he felt you clench on his fingers of excitement. "Oh, my little whore really likes her neck being played with, huh?"

He started off gently, before he could hear your moans electrify from the presence of his hands. "Fuck, please," you were an incoherent mess at this point, just waiting for release.

His fingers were taken out of you, and he did quick, dirty circles on your clit as he held your throat full force. You were gonna come, and holy shit your legs were already shaking. "Please, please, let me come," you whimpered out, and he met you with another shaky but fervent kiss.

All you heard was squelching, wet noises as he rubbed you closer and closer. You had to wait for him to tell you, though.

"Come for me. Come all over my fingers, my pretty little slut,"

Your entire body shook and your face now a rosy red, you made such pretty noises for him. You were still coming, his fingers never stopped playing with your little clit. His hands wrapped tighter around your throat as your entire body hit a peak, and slowly started to come down.

He took his hands off of your throat, and he slowly licked his own fingers clean of your mess. He made direct eye contact as he did it. His ravenous side was still in full force, but seeing your tired, fucked out body made his eyebrows crease in worry.

"Are you okay? Did that feel alright, sweetheart?"

Your heart melted. He just gave you probably the hardest orgasm of your life and he was making sure you were okay. "I'm okay, and I have never came that hard.. like ever." You giggled as he laid next to you, his hand holding the side of your jaw and his thumb combing over the side of your cheek.

You stayed like that for a moment, just staring into each other's eyes. He came in for another kiss, and it was like something took over you. "Please, fuck me."

"Condom or no condom?" Aaron was slowly rubbing himself as he sat next to you, his cock angry and leaking. "I wanna feel you, you know I'm on the shot anyways,"

"Fuck, sweets, I'm gonna ruin you,"

Aaron slowly adjusted himself and was laying over you, and he knew this wasn't going to be a fast process. He wanted to make you feel it, but also not be so fucked out from pain.

Mouths together once again, he was softer this time. His fingers were creating warmth on the side of your body, just rubbing and creating a comfortability with being touched so intimately. His mouth slowly inched down, your jaw, neck, then stopped at your perked nipples.

He took one in his mouth and slowly toyed with the other in his thick fingers, and your moans were quick to come rushing out. "Fuck, as good as you feel, I need to you to hurt me. Please."

"Should I grab my belt?"

He looked up at you from misty eyes filled with pure lust, and you nodded like a little kid offered candy. "Oh, please," you moaned out as he bit down on your nipples softly.

It was only seconds before he flipped your body over, and you were now face down on the bed. You waited in anticipation as you heard some rumbling, and the metal of a belt click. You'd only gotten belted once before, and it left marks and bruises. You loved it.

"How about 5?" he asked, his hands slowly fondling your ass. He parted your cheeks, taking a long look at your leaking cunt. He was rock hard, and wanted nothing more than to fuck you endlessly, but he needed one final hoorah.

"Yes, sir,"

One.

The sting was sharp, and you gasped softly. "You're such a good girl, you know that? So fucking beautiful," he said, before the jangling of the belt came once more.

Two.

The moans that left your mouth were melancholic. Aaron wasn't necessarily a sadist, but your pleasure was ultimate to him. He was surprised you hadn't been asking him to slap you in the face with how dark you'd gone the first time.

Three.

It was starting to really hurt, and no longer in the good way. Now he was repeating sides, and you could hear him groaning to himself. Surely, if you could see, he is probably fisting his cock at the moment.

Your ass was fire red, already tainting with color. "You're taking this so well, baby,"

Another thwack hit your backside, and you wanted to cry. This was a little too much now, you couldn't take another one. You were still aroused, but you didn't know how to say you wanted this to stop here.

You flopped your hand onto the bed, searching for his. "Aaron," you breathed out, and he quickly dropped the belt to the floor and leaned down to catch your eyes. "Too much?"

You nodded, "A little, just for now. I promise I'll get better,"

He left a gentle swipe over your backside, and slowly bent over to give both cheeks a gentle kiss.

Aaron laughed a little at your comment, and quickly adjusted you to your back again. "Oh sweetheart, you don't have to get better at anything," he once again ran his thumb over your cheek.

You were in the compromising position, you had both kind of been pushing off. He was sitting with his thighs out, legs open, his dick hanging in the air. Hard as a fucking rock, this entire time. Your legs were swung over his in comfortability, but now, the realization had hung in the air.

"Do you want to keep going? We can stop here, honey."

"Take me, please," you groaned, kissing him on the lips. He grabbed your hand during this intense makeout session, and clasped them together. He wanted to hold your hand while he was going to be balls deep in you. That was cute.

"If it gets too much, tell me," he whispered, using his other hand to swipe his cock against your wet lower lips. He opened his mouth and backed away, you thought for viewing purposes, but instead he used all of his might and let a trail of spit fall onto your cunt.

He rubbed a little more, before immediately fucking into you, grasping your hand tightly.

It hurt. So fucking much, and not the good kind. It felt like your skin was tearing, and you were uncomfortably full. Why does it feel like this?

Aaron immediately took notice, and looked you in the face. "It should go away fairly soon, but if it hurts too bad I will pull out and we can just cuddle," he whispered, and you shook your head.

"Just..mmh. Need a little more time, please," you squeaked out, tears brimming your eyes. The sting of pain was still there, but the fullness was no longer uncomfortable. It felt right, as if you were complete with the way you almost felt his cock inside your stomach.

Aaron licked his fingers and quickly got to work on your clit, hoping it would wetten you up a bit and also distract you from the pain. It took all self control in him not to rut into you and immediately come. You were so fucking tight, and the way your face was glowing, he wanted nothing more than to fuck you just right.

"You can..." you breathed gently, clenching his hand still, "move," Aaron gave you a deep kiss, wishing he could swallow all of your uncomfort and give you all of his pleasure. He slowly went out, and rutted his hips back in a little harder than he would've liked to.

He started a very slow rythym, your legs were over his so he had all access he needed. Any sign of hesitation and he was to stop, he told himself. As of now, though, it seemed as if you were starting to enjoy it.

He held himself off from coming so quickly, and made sure you finished first. He was such a giver, and he wanted to make you feel good. He went a little rougher, a little faster, and your moans slowly came from your throat.

"Fuck, does that feel good?"

You took his hand that held yours, and slowly transferred it to your neck. He was a little taken aback, but slowly grinned. "Choke me, daddy,"

Aaron Hotchner had never fucked someone like he fucked you. After hearing you call him that, he wrapped his oh so beautifully large hands around you throat and fucked you into oblivion.

Your pussy was squelching, filling up the room with both of your hips smacking together. Aaron wasn't fully inside you, though. Not as much as he wanted to be. He wanted to make sure you could adjust.

His hands were all over you, now that you could take him faster. His hands at your hips, pistoning into you, whispering sweet nothings, or tugging at your nipples. He was a man poisoned by your body.

"Such a dirty girl, taking me so well," he gripped your thighs tightly, almost needing to hold on. You were so full, so overstimulated, it was a miracle you hadn't come yet.

It wasn't until his fingers landed on your clit, he fully bottomed out inside you. Your whole body shuddered, and you leaned up to lean your head into his shoulder.

"Oh, god," you were out of breath, your voice nearly breaking, "please, fuck me, please,"

"You're so fucking tight, fuck," he was now grunting, and he could feel your thighs shaking. You were going to come. He rubbed your clit faster, spreading your juices all over his fingers. "Yeah, you gonna come? All over this fat cock? Fuck, come for me,"

You moaned into his ear as your orgasm hit you like a fucking truck, and your whole body froze, then started to seize. Your thighs shook, your hands shook, and Aaron had to stop himself right then and there from coming once again. Your already tight walls cradled his cock so beautifully, he continued to fuck in and out of you, before you looked up at him, post climax.

"Aren't you gonna come inside me, daddy?"

"Fuck," he growled, before pulling out and turning you over once again. You were now face down in the bed, and he was quick to give a light slap on your ass and fill you once more. He grabbed a fistful of your hair and truly went balls deep. You were a moaning mess once again, feeling so fucking full.

"Yeah, you're so fucking good for me. So sweet, and all mine," he growled out, using his full force to fuck you. "I'm gonna cum inside this sweet little pussy. If it leaks out I'll just have to fuck it back into you, huh?"

"Oh, my god, Aaron," you were so overstimulated again, and you reached down to circle your clit once more. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum again, please, please keep fucking me,"

He grabbed your hips, letting go of your hair, and used brute force of his hips to fuck into you. "So fucking good, sweetheart," he kept whispering, and almost like clockwork, your second orgasm started. The clenching of your sore cunt is what drunk his out, his dick spasming and releasing hot ropes of cum inside you.

You laid together, sweaty bodies now having come together as one. Aaron was quick to get up though, insisting he run you a warm bath and grabbing a rag for himself.

You laid on your side, now feeling sore. Especially your ass, which at this point felt raw. It wasn't long before you heard the bath water running, and he walked back into the room with a black t-shirt on and a pair of boxer shorts.

"My, my, Aaron Hotchner, don't you look delicious," you said, almost sleepily with a smirk on your face. Still sticky, covered in cum, you were still at peace. He was yours.

"Alright, hotshot, lets go get in the bath," and as you began to sit up, he quickly hissed at you. "Absolutely not will you be walking,"

Aaron Hotchner carried you bridal style to the bathroom, gently laying you into the lukewarm tub. You hissed in pain, your ass really taking the hit. Literally.

"Shit, I'm sorry. I wish I would have stopped earlier," he said in sorrow, his eyes almost searching for forgiveness. "Aaron, I literally asked for it. It felt good," you smiled, pecking him on the lips as he was on his knees next to you. "Now if I had asked you to stop and you didn't, that would be another story."

"You know I'd never do that, right?"

You nodded, pulling your knees up to your chest and laying your head to the side as Aaron ran warm water over your back, his hands carressing you so gently.

"You did so well, tonight, you know that?" He was showering you with love, and you felt it. He gave you a kiss on the temple, and continued rubbing your back soothingly. "Lets put some lotion on your ass later, okay?"

You couldn't help but giggle.

"Are you staying tonight?" you asked wtih hopeful eyes, begging for only one answer.

"Of course, sweetheart," he gave you the most genuinely smile Aaron Hotchner could muster.

He continued like that for a while, slowly helping you clean yourself off, even in the most private places. This was more intimate than the dirty, rough sex you just had. Speaking of..

"Can we cuddle tonight?"

hello! i hope you enjoyed this lovely piece of smut. i am taking more requests for one-shots, blurbs, etc. i do criminal minds (female x emily, derek, hotch, reid, or garcia) i also do the walking dead (female x daryl, rick, negan) and bts AND stray kids if you're into kpop!

#aaron hotchner #hotch #aaron hotch #aaron hotchner smut #hotch smut #cm smut #criminal minds smut #spencer reid #derek morgan #derek morgan smut #spencer reid smut #smut #criminal minds #thomas gibson #thomas gibson smut #aaron hotchner x reader

[stormyoceans]

vv brainrot continuation:

and again the hangover pill is a hangover karbonak

you're deeply and passionately in love (dude, did you lose your twin puen at birth?)

august’s interview reminded me so much of puen’s interview in ep12

day and talay "i don’t think anything about him, but i’ll come to him with a guitar to sing love songs to say how important he is to me" (day doesn’t have a guitar yet, but he behaves in such a way that he’ll now start singing love by paradox)

in all universes, seat belts are a source of great tension.

puen’s methods of influencing day and talay are the same (you don’t run with me bcs you think about me differently. who were you thinking about when i directed the scenes? about a guy named tun?)

bed scene (fandee na talay)

why are you smiling mork? (talay is your smile)

can you tell me about rung (p'peng, you can tell me about the life of tun)

smells (we've discussed this many times, but why not say it again)

cover your ears (idk it just reminded me of the childhood fuss of puentalay when they were filming a video message to joob)

you're doing this bcs of the car (the theme is “falling in pretend love to return to your universe”)

we're bf now (at least they didn't have to kiss 40 times before they verbally admitted it)

wedding (leave your drinking yogurt and bring a bag of chips or it's not canon). soft pink balloons (i'm already crying) i'm beaten out like a dusty carpet. how are you doing with brainrot, monica?

PINKYBRAAAAAIIIIIIIIIINNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OH MY GOD IM SO HAPPY TO HEAR FROM YOU AGAIN!!!!!!!!!! BUT WHAT DO YOU MEAN THAT YOU SENT ME THE BRAINROT FOR EP 6 AND I DIDN'T GET THE MESSAGE 😭😭😭 TUMBLR MEET ME IN THE PIT IM GONNA FIGHT YOU

i may have gotten a little bit worried ;;;;;; im so glad you're okay tho!!!!!!! and i know it's really annoying to write down something all-over again but if you ever felt like rewatching ep 6 and trying to send me a new brainrot, i'd love to read it!!!!! (but no pressure, of course!!!!)

ANYWAY. BACK TO THE CURRENT BRAINROT. 'BEATEN OUT LIKE A DUSTY CARPET' IS ACTUALLY A PERFECT DESCRIPTION OF HOW I FEEL ON A PSYCHOLOGICAL EMOTIONAL SPIRITUAL MENTAL AND PHYSICAL LEVEL AFTER THIS EPISODE. ESPECIALLY WHEN I THINK ABOUT THE PUENTALAY PARALLELS LIKE CAN YOU BELIEVE WE REALLY GOT A MARRIAGE PROPOSAL ONE???????? INSANITY DERANGEMENT LUNACY MADNESS THEY'RE DOING IT ON PURPOSE AND NOT EVEN P'AOF HIMSELF COULD CHANGE MY MIND

my brainrot pretty much looks like yours tbh, however the cover your ears scene immediately made me think about puentalay pinching each other's cheeks in ep 4

I JUST LOVE OUR SILLIES SO MUCH

also!!!!! kind of a reach, but the way the almost kiss at the end of this episode was framed reminded me very strongly of the puentalay one in ep 5

and both of them were interrupted, one by a phone call and one by. Pain.............

but honestly the dynamic between mork and day in this entire episode was so puentalay coded to me like the way mork was pursuing day while day played hard to get but you could still tell he was enjoying every second of it is just. it's puentalay. like idk what else to say it's THEM

THE PARALLEL UNIVERSE THEORY HAS NEVER BEEN MORE REAL

#for some reason i do feel like im missing some very obvious parallels but idk why or which one they could be #like the crossing the line and the you're gonna leave me soon and the damn oishi honey lemon 0% sugar #i can't connect them with a specific vice versa scene but they feel so familiar #i sound insane rn i know #ANYWAY HI PINKYBRAIN HIIIIII I DON'T MEAN TO BE A CREEP BUT I JUST WANTED TO SAY THAT I LOVE YOU HIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #last twilight the series #vice versa #m: ask

[redvelvet103]

Draco Malfoy Headcanons

(Because it's time for the revival of my Harry Potter phase)

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Hey so,, Hi. This blog has been sat postless for too long so to hell with waiting to think of aesthetic things to post. Have some Draco headcanons because I've been having crazy brainrot recently. Hope you enjoy~

(this is assuming he isn't an absolute prick like he was intended to be in the books.)

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- Dimples. He has the cutest damn dimples anyone has ever seen. People don't often see them because he doesn't smile quite bright enough, but they're there and it's vv cute.

- Silver jewelry. Mostly rings. There's a couple that he never takes off but then he has afew that he switches out depending on what he's wearing.

- Speaking of clothes,, bro has a stupidly good sense of fashion. If you want an honest opinion on an outfit, go to this man. As for himself, he takes forever in the morning to choose the perfect outfit, and he always looks good.

- Has a thing for glasses, inexplicably so. He just finds them generally adorable. For some reason though, he does find thick-rimmed glasses much cuter.

^^ To follow up on that, he also does random things for his partner if they have glasses like pushing them up or randomly taking the glasses and cleaning them.

- With his partner, his arm always manages to find its way around their waist. He finds it very comforting to keep them so close, plus it's a sort of instinct. It's very cute if he's just with his partner in the library looking for books and his arm snakes its way around them.

- If, miraculously, he knows any Muggle music, it's definitely stuff from the 60s and 70s. Probably jazz in particular. He just gives those vibes.

^^ Favourites are probably Frank Sinatra and maybe Elvis??

- Building upon him knowing about Muggle stuff, I feel like he'd really enjoy slushies?? Maybe it's in a streak of rebellion against his father's perfect vision for Draco, but he loves a slushie. His favourite is probably blue raspberry, though he hates that it makes his tongue bright blue.

- Since Narcissa is probably quite busy alot (rich people things idk-), so when he was younger Draco learnt how to style hair. He does his mother's hair pretty often and he's actually very good at doing it. His speciality is probably braids; quite easy to learn at a young age and you can do lots with them.

^^ Because of this, if you have long hair and you're a close friend of his, you best believe he'll style your hair for you if you ask. He even carries around a couple of hair bands in case.

If his partner has long hair, he loves to just play with it and run his hands through their hair to relax. He also randomly does little braids in their hair, and finds it quite theraputic.

- Poor thing probably has some kind of anxiety. I think it gets worsened by the pressure his dad most definitely puts on him. Draco always seems abit fidgety when it gets close to the Christmas and Summer holidays because he has to go back to such high expectations n such. (Poor boy :((( )

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And that is all! Probably could think of loads more but I need time for my brain juices to start working more. Anyways, hope you enjoyed! :))

Edit: forgot to tag @sugarschnaps since they came up with some of these headcanons, so... Ty bestie love u mwah

#harry potter #draco malfoy #draco lucius malfoy #hp fandom #hp #hp headcanon #draco headcanons #slytherin #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry

[itoshi-s]

One curious question, what made Rin/Sae become a yandere for reader?? Was it because of their physical appearance or something else?

OK so . actually ya'll got me thinkin that maybe just maybe sae has some yan! potential in him too ........ not as much as the other guys i've mentioned before but i def see him as very dominating,, the type of guy that doesn't even need to speak to put you in your place . also probably uses his status as a threat to you whenever you argue abt the way he is . you really do love him after all, just feel a little too repressed,, and he keeps giving you clear signs that there is a whole lot of other people that would gladly be on the receiving end of his love instead of u . yeah .... he definitely could be yan too ╮(︶▽︶)╭

BUT comin back to ur question. considering that both of the itoshis seem veryy troubled,, it'd be definitely not just your physical appearance that pulls them in, but mostly your behavior.

for rin i see him as very attention and touch deprived :((, even tho he's the one that keeps pushin people away . it is canon that he's like the worst at communication ,, and so he just forgot that having someone close to him was ever an option. and then bam! ur here! you don't judge him, give him space, but you're also just so warm, he remembers what it feels like to be important to someone . :( you're so attentive and caring, but never cross any boundary. he's so possessive of you cause he knows that people can be harsh, and that the world isn't a fair place - and yet there you are, his little remedy, so sweet and loving,, he doesn't want you to experience any harm ever. SO. ur love and attention definitely gets him hooked on u , not wanting to let u go ever </3

for sae i tbh think it'd be something similar ! rin feels lonely bc of what sae put him through, and sae's the way he is bc of whatever happened in spain . he has a vv hard time trying to put all the pieces together, to keep himself grounded even long months or even years after first leaving japan. it's easy to lose yourself to your ego when you're the prodigy, but you're a breath of fresh air when you two bump into each other and actually ,, u've never even heard of him ! for the first time in forever, sae can be just himself, and u don't judge him. (see the similarities now ?? i actually really like to think that sae n rin are actually pretty similar , even though they try to deny that they're family:( sobs) also probably gets a huge ego boost when he realizes that he can use his status against you ,, just like i've mentioned in the beginning !! likes to play dirty with you by saying that you can be easily replaced </3

i luuuuuv troubled unhinged brothers . the BEST trope ever. ty for the question nonnie i will dream of the itoshis tonite thanks 2 u mwah (´꒳`)♡

#✧.* ✉ zari’s mail #itoshi rin #itoshi rin x reader #itoshi sae #itoshi sae x reader #yandere!rin #yandere!sae #blue lock #bllk #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #yandere!bllk #yandere!blue lock #blue lock headcanons

[ventitititi]

Hello and goodevening/morning/afternoon to you! I just wanna ask if you do Dainsleif x reader but the reader is Zhongli's child? Idk this idea just popped in my head minutes ago 💀

HI NONNIE and thank you:)) its literally 3:30am for me and i was doodling but this has POTENTIAL OTL

I've never written dainsleif before so bear with me here, I'll be keeping it sfw too since i don't know if you wanted smut or not, feel free to send me another request if you do!!

•since you're zhongli's child i imagine you are pretty AS HECK like, half dragon half whatever you're mother was YOU CAN PROBABLY PURR (i love the headcanon that zhongli purrs a lot)

•ANYWAYS not the point, what I'm getting at is despite his long life, dainsleif is probably still enraptured by you're appearance (even if he does a mighty fine job of hiding it)

•listen, if you manage to stick around him enough I'm absolutely CERTAIN he'll eventually give in and start a serious relationship with you

•probably partly aided by your extended life span (he's gonna be around for a long time afterall)

•delights in teaching you ancient history (much like your father) and is vv soft about it

•probably like, grabs random flowers or something for you and explains their history briefly (in contrast to zhonglis rambling tendencies he keeps it short and concise)

•although he's also pretty broody i think so be prepared for quiet days too, maybe y'all just co-exist in a peaceful silence at these times

•takes forever to accept comfort (probably does for the first time on a really hard day)

•will literally carry around random trinkets you gave him on a whim in his pockets (how he carries them all later into your relationship is beyond everyone)

•i think he doesn't really like sweets but mans is secretly whipped and won't tell you, choking down any desserts you've made just to see you smile

•SO DOWN BAD FOR YOU BUT WILL NEVER ADMIT IT AND IS REALLY GOOD AT HIDING IT UNLESS YOU KNOW WHAT TO LOOK FOR

•soft quiet couple, thats you two

•one time he was scowling and you did your best impression of it and he had to try so hard to stifle his smile and laughter because it was just too cute funny

•dotes on you but you'd never know it because you don't often see him interact with others

•holds you close when you guys rest during your travels (he's a cuddler but if you told anyone they wouldn't believe you)

#: ̗̀➛head in the cloudsೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ #dainslief #dainslief x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #dainslief fluff #gi dainslief #genshin fluff #genshin impact fluff #: ̗̀➛lost is a good place to startೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-

[nichoswag]

Hey there I have some got7 scenarios/reactions that I'd love to see you do... How would they approach someone they are interested in at a house party?

hey anon! i decided to use the term crush in place of 'someone they're interested in,' i hope that's okay. i actually like this scenario a lot but i wasn't completely sure what to write, so here's my attempt 👀 also sorry for the wait, i was stumped so it did take me a bit to be creative and complete the request :3 enjoy!

how got7 would approach their crush at a party

warnings: cursing, fighting (in jayb's), flirting, terrible pickup lines (jackson 👀), not proofread bcs i'm tired af

jayb

jaebeom probably wouldn't even approach you - he'd be subtly watching bcs he just adores you sm. subtle until he notices a guy getting too close and you seeming uncomfortable. he makes his way to you and pulls the whole "babe, is this guy bothering you?" and you play along until the guy grows frustrated and calls you names, which is when jb throws hands (fists). after he defends you and leaves the guy slumped on the ground, you're actually the one who asks for his number.

mark

mark would probably be really straight forward. sumn like "hey, you're cute, could i get your number?" but in the least creepy way possible. you can't help but say yes - he's so fcking cute omg and he texts you as soon as he gets home from the party to make sure you get home safely

jackson

jackson would be so extra ong. he'd slide in with the horribly tacky pickup lines but it still gives you butterflies. something like "hey, what's your name?" "y/n, why?" "oh, i could've sworn it was mine." so cheesy but so fcking cute bcs its jackson anywhores y'all exchange numbers after flirting a bit and that's how it goes down :D

jinyoung

jinyoung would definitely be the most smooth - you couldn't even tell if he's nervous (he is). he approaches you with a slight smile to appear friendly (rbf fr) and sits next to you and your friend on the sofa. he attempts to make small talk and by the end of the night, you both share a few drinks and exchange numbers.

youngjae

youngjae seems like a pretty shy person irl esp around people he doesn't really know so he'd have to be comfortable with you to approach you - and you have to be alone bcs he's afraid of messing up around you, much less your friends or other strangers 🥺 he'd probably ask for your number so you could plan a hangout at some point (not a date, he wouldn't be that straightforward)

bambam

i take back what i said about jinyoung - bam is def the most smooth with all that flirting he does, and that's definitely what he does with you. mans waltzes right up to you and starts flirting (so extra pls) he'd def ask for your number and plan out a date on the spot 😩

yugyeom

bb would prob try to act so confident but be vv nervous :3 mans does not have enough experience with dating despite his constant flirting smh... probably stutters a bit but ultimately plays it cool. you end up giving him your number bcs he's just so cute!!

#got7 #got7 scenarios #got7 reactions #got7 smut #got7 imagines #jaebum #jaebeom #im jaeboem #jb #jayb #mark tuan #jackson wang #park jinyoung #jinyoung #youngjae #choi youngjae #bambam #yugyeom #kim yugyeom

[fairyhaos]

how seventeen adore their s/o's body

requested by @xuenihao : "I was wondering if you could do a reaction of ot13 being in a relationship with a s.o. who is a bit kn the heavier side (just thighs and And belly? You know) and how they would act to people hating on them and how they comfort them? Or them just adoring their so body?"

notes: i really wanted to come up with one unique idea per member but my brain couldn't think of enough sobs... but i hope these are all still okay !

masterlist

seungcheol, seungkwan, hansol

always, always has you sitting on his lap. or leaning against him, or your head resting on his thighs. won't let you fret that you're too much of an uncomfortable weight for him, bc that's not even an issue. loves having you sitting with him bc it's warm, it's reassuring, and he loves having you pressed up against him. makes a point of pulling you into his lap if you ever get insecure, telling you very firmly that anyone who makes you hate the way you look is, quite frankly, incredibly stupid and not worth your precious time. bc your time is Definitely precious especially when you can be spending it sitting in his lap while he runs his fingers through your hair

jeonghan, junhui, chan

gives you kisses absolutely everywhere. literally, everywhere he can reach. kisses your fingers, your fingernails, your eyebrows, your ears, everywhere. when you were lying next to him with your shirt slightly exposing your stomach, he'd leaned down and swiftly pressed a kiss there as well. probably learnt the meanings of all the different placements of kisses for fun, and whenever you feel particularly down about yourself then he'll go through all of them with you, kissing different parts of your body and telling you exactly what each kiss means, while also giving him the chance to show how cherished your body is by him

joshua, hoshi, dokyeom

he is. oh my god he is soooo a thighs man. loves your thighs so much. not even in a sexual way, he just thinks they're so lovely and pretty and full and gorgeous. likes it when you wear shorts/skirts so he can trace patterns across your knees and lower thighs, and especially does so if you're feeling bad about the way you look. pretends to get all sad if you cover them up by wearing pants, but still finds it vv fun to squish your thighs with his hands bc wow they're just so Nice. gasps dramatically if you tell him you don't like your thighs bc in your opinion u think that they're too thick bc what???? he thinks your thighs are perfect what are you talking about???? 

wonwoo, woozi, minghao, mingyu

has compliments for the way you look always, always on the tip of his tongue. looks aren't everything, he knows, but there's just something about you which makes him want to call you all those shallow adjectives bc they just sound so right because you really are gorgeous and beautiful and amazing. literally, you are an utter deity in his eyes like i Cannot stress how much he adores you. has really sincere talks with you if he notices that you feel insecure about yourself, and the compliments just flow out of him smooth and easy as water until you're smiling and blushing and hugging him and feeling better again

request guidelines

#fairyhaos.works #seventeen #svt #seventeen fic #seventeen drabble #seventeen headcanons #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #svt x reader #seventeen x reader #svt fluff #scoups #seungcheol #jeonghan #joshua hong #hong jisoo #junhui #hoshi #wonwoo #woozi #jihoon #minghao #the8 #mingyu #dokyeom #seokmin #seungkwan #hansol #vernon #dino

[modelbus]

gaytoadwithapopsicle asked:

Hi!!! I’m new but ur so talented!!! Can I request CC!Tommy with a vv outgoing reader who also has social anxiety?

Like they yell and are themselves out in public but then get scared they annoy people?

It’s cool if not but just know you’re great at writing hun!/p

Hello!! Thank you so much! And thank you for the meme also, it is much appreciated. My apologies that this isn't long, AP classes are killing me slowly.

Pier Panic

Pairing: CC!Tommy x Gn!Reader

Hanging out with Tommy always meant fun. There wasn't a second where you weren't smiling when around him, in public or in private. Which was why, when invited to mess around at pier with him, you just couldn't refuse.

You two were goofing around, being general public nuisances. He had stumbled upon a topic you were both passionate about, so you two had just been progressively getting louder and louder by the minute. Yelling, accompanied with waving hands, wasn't new to you two at all.

That didn't mean other people weren't bothered though.

Standing on a bench to gain height on Tommy, you throw your arms wide as if motioning to the entire world before spinning around. He laughs as you do, loud and carefree.

While spinning, you catch sight of all the eyes on you. It was a lot, even for you two. When your spin completes you push it out of your mind for now. It shouldn't bother you. Besides, you're with Tommy!

Joining in on his laughter when you nearly fall, you turn your back resolutely towards all the stares. You were just being yourself, there was nothing wrong with that. Right?

Before you have the possibility to even go down that rabbit hole, Tommy's changing topics.

"Race you to the end, loser gets to tweet something from the others phone!" He screams, running.

Shit, he could and would do a lot of damage. You had to beat him.

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Later, when the day tips into night, dark blue splashing against the perfect canvas of light blue, you think back on earlier. Even though it's hours later, it just won't leave your mind.

Were all those people glaring at you?

They were definitely staring, but you're pretty sure you saw someone glaring at you. Someone who hated you so much that they put in the effort to glare.

Were you that annoying? Were you too much?

Being yourself always came naturally in public, where you'd push the opinions of others aside. But now, essentially alone (save for Tommy), all those opinions started pressing on your mind. No, not pressing. Pounding.

Even with Tommy in the other room the thoughts didn't seep away. You were on his couch, waiting for him to finish something on his computer so you two could watch a movie, when your mind turns against you.

Maybe you were too annoying today. Too much. Too... you. Should you have been that loud?

"Fucking finally." Tommy sighs, walking out of his room. "I thought the stupid video would never render."

Caught up in your thoughts, a swirling storm of anxiety, you don't answer for a moment. When you finally do, it's not what you meant to say at all.

"Do you think I'm annoying?"

Despite the vulnerability shining through your words, the fact they aren't what you wanted to respond, you wait for him to answer. Because you do want to know. He'll answer honestly, you're sure of it.

You turn your head to catch sight of his expression. His eyes are wide, disbelieving.

"No!" He says adamantly. "You're yourself!"

"But is being myself annoying?" You clarify.

"No. And anyone who says other is just a- a- a fucking wanker. Their opinion doesn't matter." A grin spreads across his face slowly. "Mine does, obviously, and I say you aren't."

You laugh, the flurry of anxiety calming. You weren't annoying, not according to Tommy. And like he said: his opinion matters.

"Thanks."

"Course. Now I say we watch Up."

#tommyinnit #tommyinnit x you #tommyinnit x reader #dsmp #mcyt #tommyinnit mcyt #fluff and angst #kind of

[jentledaisies]

"Don't tell the others this but..."

You lean closer to her, pink tint coating on her cheek when she the more you got close to each other and felt the hor breath that you let out

"You're my favourite."

This art club au is SO interesting, im saddened by the fact there's not much content in it but keep up the amazing work!!! PS: This role play is for all the members. I want to see how they would react if Y/N said that or what they would say

ahhhh lovely !!!! thank you sooo much for loving Art Club! I definitely really enjoy and love writing it and want to write more for it but its a bit odd to figure out how to as its entire concept is based around outside communication leading it lol

also, this is a vv fun ask so i hope you enjoy <3

[Jisoo]

"Oh? I'm your favorite?" She stands up from the desk she's leaning on, holding your waist so that you remain nearly flush against her in the empty classroom. "Well, you already know that you're mine. But maybe I should tell everyone else, make sure they know now that you're mine. But you'd like that, wouldn't you? Aw, don't pout, Darling. It'll be our little secret."

[Jennie]

Her face is a pretty shade of rose, dusted over her cheeks and on her ears. Her lips are pulled into a blindingly bright gummy smile as she speaks. "I won't tell! As long as you keep talking to me so sweetly. Ah, You're not only my favorite person, your mine. But, what will you trade me for this secret? It's quite a large thing I'll be hiding."

[Rosé]

"You're so adorable." Rosie chuckles as she reaches her hand out and wraps it around your waist. "So, am I yours then? Is that why we're here?" She steps closer to you, her breath mixing with your own. "C'mon, you brought me into this dark, locked, empty classroom, just to tell me I'm your favorite? Say what you really want now, Sweets."

[Lisa]

"Me?" Lisa is kind of wide-eyed at your confession, not really expecting you to have chosen her. "Are you sure? Me? Why-Why me?" She stutters a bit, clearly flustered before her demeanor changes. "You can't change that decision anymore now. I'm your favorite, and I'll fight anyone who wants to steal your attention. Even if they're my best friends."

#art club #blackpink yandere #yandere blackpink #blackpink jennie #blackpink rosè #blackpink jisoo #blackpink lisa #yandere rosé #yandere jennie #yander jisoo #yandere lisa

[thorfemmes]

hiiii :) could i pleaseeee request eddie comforting plus size!reader after she’s been struggling with some insecurities after being bullied at school? sorry if this is too specific 😭

hi! thank you for the request. please enjoy this short & sweet drabble<3

also vv sorry this took a little longer than normal!

Crying is perfectly normal. Both you and Eddie cried, not on a regular basis necessarily, but you had a close bond that allowed you to feel safe around each other. You normally strived to communicate your issues and feelings, especially when they overwhelmed you enough to start crying. So when you came home from class one day and immediately locked yourself in the bathroom Eddie knew something was wrong.

"Sweetheart? You okay?" He called out from the kitchen.

He slowly made his way towards the bathroom. He could hear your quiet sniffles through the wall.

Eddie softly knocked on the door. "Sweetheart? What's wrong?"

"N-nothing!" You said wetly

"Baby, I can hear you crying. Can I come in?"

"I'd rather you didn't".

Eddie sighed. He let himself slide down the wall, sitting his back up against the door. "Okay, doll. But I'm going to stay here until you're ready".

You sniffled again. You loved him so much, but felt so shitty. And you didn't want him to sit on the ground on your account. You quickly wiped your eyes and nose before shuffling over to the door.

"I'm going to open it, watch your head".

Eddie quickly stood up and wrapped himself around you in a hug. He squeezed tightly and led you to your shared bedroom.

"What's wrong, honey? Please talk to me".

You slowly loosened your grip on him, lifting your head to look up at him. "I just had a really shitty day, Eds". He looked at you and waited for you to continue. "I was walking around campus today, looking at different clubs and groups to join. I found one club that looked really nice, and the girls looked really friendly. But when I got up to their booth they gave me such dirty looks, a-and said such shitty things, I-".

"Shh, pretty girl". Eddie hugged you tight again. "You don't have to repeat it. I'm so fucking sorry. Those girls are assholes".

"It's just, I know I'm bigger, but why does it matter? I'm more than just my pant size".

"I know, baby. They don't know what they're missing out on," He said.

He let go of you and dramatically fell to his knees. "Angel, I love you so much. You're so beautiful". He grabbed your hips and traced the stretch marks on your stomach through your thin shirt. "Your stretch marks are gorgeous, and the little dimples on the backs of your thighs? Fucking adorable!"

He began to litter kisses all over your tummy and thighs and hips until you pulled him up, giggling.

"I love you so much, Eds. Thank you".

"Anything for you, pretty girl".

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x plus size reader #writing #ask

[nolongerinusegotomodelbus]

Hi!!! I’m new but ur so talented!!! Can I request CC!Tommy with a vv outgoing reader who also has social anxiety?

Like they yell and are themselves out in public but then get scared they annoy people?

It’s cool if not but just know you’re great at writing hun!/p

Hello!! Thank you so much! And thank you for the meme also, it is much appreciated. My apologies that this isn't long, AP classes are killing me slowly.

To anyone new finding this: follow @modelbus instead of this account! I'll be moving there soon due to technical problems with this one :)

Pier Panic

Pairing: CC!Tommy x Gn!Reader

Hanging out with Tommy always meant fun. There wasn't a second where you weren't smiling when around him, in public or in private. Which was why, when invited to mess around at pier with him, you just couldn't refuse.

You two were goofing around, being general public nuisances. He had stumbled upon a topic you were both passionate about, so you two had just been progressively getting louder and louder by the minute. Yelling, accompanied with waving hands, wasn't new to you two at all.

That didn't mean other people weren't bothered though.

Standing on a bench to gain height on Tommy, you throw your arms wide as if motioning to the entire world before spinning around. He laughs as you do, loud and carefree.

While spinning, you catch sight of all the eyes on you. It was a lot, even for you two. When your spin completes you push it out of your mind for now. It shouldn't bother you. Besides, you're with Tommy!

Joining in on his laughter when you nearly fall, you turn your back resolutely towards all the stares. You were just being yourself, there was nothing wrong with that. Right?

Before you have the possibility to even go down that rabbit hole, Tommy's changing topics.

"Race you to the end, loser gets to tweet something from the others phone!" He screams, running.

Shit, he could and would do a lot of damage. You had to beat him.

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Later, when the day tips into night, dark blue splashing against the perfect canvas of light blue, you think back on earlier. Even though it's hours later, it just won't leave your mind.

Were all those people glaring at you?

They were definitely staring, but you're pretty sure you saw someone glaring at you. Someone who hated you so much that they put in the effort to glare.

Were you that annoying? Were you too much?

Being yourself always came naturally in public, where you'd push the opinions of others aside. But now, essentially alone (save for Tommy), all those opinions started pressing on your mind. No, not pressing. Pounding.

Even with Tommy in the other room the thoughts didn't seep away. You were on his couch, waiting for him to finish something on his computer so you two could watch a movie, when your mind turns against you.

Maybe you were too annoying today. Too much. Too... you. Should you have been that loud?

"Fucking finally." Tommy sighs, walking out of his room. "I thought the stupid video would never render."

Caught up in your thoughts, a swirling storm of anxiety, you don't answer for a moment. When you finally do, it's not what you meant to say at all.

"Do you think I'm annoying?"

Despite the vulnerability shining through your words, the fact they aren't what you wanted to respond, you wait for him to answer. Because you do want to know. He'll answer honestly, you're sure of it.

You turn your head to catch sight of his expression. His eyes are wide, disbelieving.

"No!" He says adamantly. "You're yourself!"

"But is being myself annoying?" You clarify.

"No. And anyone who says other is just a- a- a fucking wanker. Their opinion doesn't matter." A grin spreads across his face slowly. "Mine does, obviously, and I say you aren't."

You laugh, the flurry of anxiety calming. You weren't annoying, not according to Tommy. And like he said: his opinion matters.

"Thanks."

"Course. Now I say we watch Up."

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