#CAN YOU IMAGINE HIS REACTION TO ALL OF THIS

[kika-writes]

the world - l.n

Warnings: sad Lando (turns happy)

Pairing: Lando Norris x fem!reader

Summary: Lando pretends he’s lost his job at McLaren to see Y/N reaction

“Alright chat,” Lando whispered into his mic, “time for the pranks to begin,”. Tucking his camera into his pocket, making sure the viewers could actually see the whole encounter, he walked into your main bedroom, changing his face immediately to one of sadness. “Hi baby,” you smiled at your boyfriend, totally oblivious to the recording. “Hi,” he said, ignoring your attempt to kiss him, making him frown. “Lando, is everything okay?” you asked, immediately putting your book down and tilting his face towards you. Lando could just imagine how the stream would be flooded with comments just at the mere action. “I have to tell you something,” he sighed, his acting was superb. “Anything, Lan, I’m here for you, what is it?” you hummed, as he rested his head on your shoulder, sniffing to hide his laugh.

“McLaren. They don’t want me anymore,” he said, getting straight to the point, “I get if you don’t wanna date me anymore…”. You scoffed, ending his sentence right there. “Lando. That’s so stupid, McLaren are stupid for that. They’re so, so, so stupid, and I wouldn’t break up with you for that,” you said, tilting his head up.

“I love you for YOU,” you said, bringing your lips to his as he set his phone down on the bed, ‘conveniently’ with the camera to both of you. “Really?” he said, carrying on his act. “Yeah, of course. You can work as a flipping male model in gucci for all I care. Actually, maybe D&G, I hate gucci,” you corrected, hugging him tightly. “Y/N, Y/N, I can’t,” he starting laughing, making you frown. He’d been close to tears seconds ago.

“What?” you asked, confused. “It was a prank. Fuck I feel horrible, love,” he frowned as you laughed. “I know it was, Lando, I knew it would be,” you rolled your eyes, making HIM frown. “How?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Oh please, I have a better relationship with McLaren than you do, they basically keep you for me. And even if they did fire you, they’d tell me first, so they can make sure Zak and Andrea can run quick enough,” you shook your head, now giggling.

“You bitch!” he gasped, punching your arm as you cackled. “You’re not fooling me with that little camera either, Norris,” you grinned, making him cross his arms. “You’re never getting the better of me,” you added, “plus, I’m on your stream,” you showed him your phone, making his roll his eyes. “You’re not that close with McLaren, are you?” he asked, breaking the silence. You handed him your phone, opening instagram as he opened the DMs.

mclaren

m - no way did he think he was slick w that lil prank 🤨🤨

y/n - he gotta try harder frfr 🙏🙏

m - watching the stream now smh

y/n - he need an Oscar for that acting icl

m - we alr gave him one 🤫🤫

y/n - like what u done there lmaooooo 😂😭

m - little does he know, im ur most texted 😍😍

y/n - I’m only w him for u 😘😘

m - 😨😨😨😨😨

#lando norris x reader #lando norris #lando norris imagine #lando norris x you #lando norris smut #lando x reader #f1

[dustofthedailylife]

"Hey, did you know...?"

Alhaitham x gn! Reader tags // brainrot, drabble, crack, fluff AN // inspired by a convo I had with my bf... I hate him /aff /silly

Alhaitham is the type of boyfriend to always infodump on you whenever something crosses his mind. He loves doing it! And he also loves your reactions to those random bits of trivia.

However - he is also the type of guy whose kind of humor is occasionally telling you fake "facts" that he made up on the spot with a straight face to see your reaction.

You were standing in the kitchen, preparing dinner with Alhaitham when he suddenly perked his head up and looked in your direction. You were plucking a couple of leaves off your herbs before throwing them into the pot that bubbled on the stove. "Did you know," Alhaitham begins in a matter-of-factly voice. "Oregano was once included in the periodic table of elements?" You pause for a moment, looking back at Alhaitham who had already gone back to dicing the bell peppers. "Wait... really?" You curiously lift an eyebrow. It was frankly hard to imagine a singular plant would be- "No." "Oh." He smirked smugly, walked over to the stove with the cutting board, and threw the diced vegetables into the cooking pot. "But... what's actually true is that coffee shortens your lifespan." That would be quite crazy if that was true... However now that you are thinking about it, maybe the caffeine was the reason for it? After all it can cause a racing heart if you consume too much of it. "Actually?" You asked, now hesitant. "No." "Hey! Don't mess with me!" You whined, poking his sides playfully. He turned around, catching your hands in his calloused ones before placing a kiss on your knuckles, that same smirk and the glint in his eyes still on full display. "But there is one thing in this world that can actually never be false." "Oh what now?!" You rolled your eyes and giggled. "I love you." Smooth. 'You're such an idiot' Was the last thing he heard before the kitchen towel was softly thrown in his face.

Do not repost, copy, translate or edit - © dustofthedailylife || reblogs, comments, and asks about Genshin or my fics are always greatly appreciated and motivate me! Maple dividers are mine - do not copy.

#genshin impact #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #alhaitham x reader #genshin brainrot #alhaitham #genshin imagines #astronetwrk #genshin fluff #genshin crack #genshin headcanons #🍁彡 gi #🍁 dust brainrot #🍁 dust blurbs

[ozzgin]

Hello! I just wanted to say I really like your writing style!!

I was wonder have you done a hybrid yan whose darling has a phobia of the animal they are a hybrid of?

Eg wolf with a darling scared of dogs, Naga with a darling scared of snake, ect.

I can definitely expand a little on that! I'll keep it very generic, so you can go for any kind of hybrid you'd like. :)

Yandere! Hybrid x Phobic! Reader

Featuring a hybrid of your choice and a Reader who's terrified of him, but not for the reasons one might expect.

Content: gender neutral reader, hybrid yandere, stalking, monster romance (mild NSFW)

He's been in love from the moment he saw you. So entranced, in fact, that he didn't even notice he'd stalked you all the way to your home. And much too eager to see you again to not return there the next day, and the day after and so on, until today.

Today, however, was meant to be special. He'd planned to confess his feelings and pray for the best. What's the worst that could happen, he thought. If you were to reject him, he'd just return to his habit of watching from afar.

Though he didn't expect you to scream and run away in a panic. You nearly toppled over the ground in your frantic escape, white as a sheet, mumbling apologies that slowly faded into the distance. He could only stare. He didn't get the chance to introduce himself.

That was...not his best moment. That night he turned and twisted, plagued by a shame he'd never known before. Was he truly so irredeemably monstrous? He'd never interacted much with humans before, so he never quite considered his own appearance. Could he really go back to admiring you secretly? Was there no way to convince you? His heart throbbed melancholically.

In the morning, to his great shock, you were already waiting for him in the same spot, just as pale, knees bent and ready to sprint at any given second. You managed to blurt out your explanation: the phobia. He suddenly remembered one instance where you stumbled upon an animal and had a reaction similar to what he experienced. So, you were indeed afraid of him, but not in the way he initially assumed. His eyes lit up with newfound hope: you were giving him a chance, after all.

The first months were rather clumsy. A lot of fidgeting, a lot of sneaky glances, and to his great dismay, a lot of distance. To think you were finally his, and he couldn't even hold you properly.

One must appreciate the small victories. You were no longer a stranger he'd follow from the shadows. He no longer had to imagine what you'd smell like, or what your laugh sounded like, or how your hands would feel in his. You have to take what's given to you, he'd tell himself once he was alone again, desperately touching himself to those scarce memories.

Despite his almost manic neediness, he always greeted you with a reassuring smile. Always asked before touching you. Always apologized if he got ahead of himself. He'd never allow his love to outweigh your comfort.

You jolt slightly.

"Sorry, was I too rough?" he freezes, observing your small, naked body underneath his.

"No, just muscle memory, sorry."

You purse your lips, embarrassed about your sudden anxious reaction in the middle of an intimate moment. Will you ever get over your fear?

"Hey now, is this the kind of face to have while I'm fucking you?" the hybrid jokes with a grin. "Small steps, remember?"

He'd wait forever if it was for you.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere x darling #yandere hybrid #yandere monster #yandere monster x reader #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #hybrid x reader #monster x reader #monster x human #monster boyfriend #monster romance

[thetypingpup]

I really want to be railed by nerdy!hwa right about now. Just imagining him grabbing my your ankles and holding you open as he pounds into you, eyes focused on your body while his pretty mouth smirks at how you moan and whine, glasses sliding down the bridge of his nose slightly because of how into it he’s getting just so smart and cocky and ahhhhhhhhh

Oh so you hate me fr...

Fuck he would be so damn cocky about it too. Just imagine how effortlessly he'd switch from holding you up by your hips and lifting you off the bed to grasping your ankles while you're hips are still hovering above the table, various books and papers strewn about. He wouldn't let you have a moment’s reprieve. Even while you're panting and trembling and whining incoherently, he'd still be pounding into you, still suspending you in ecstasy with a relentless onslaught of pleasure.

And when you do manage to open your eyes you just see him smirking down at you, beyond satisfied with the sight of you coming apart for him. His long hair would be pulled back so you could take in every detail of his cocky expression, the intensity in his eyes magnified by his glasses. He'd change your position so many times, bending you in half when he wants you to gasp and whine, wrapping your legs around his waist when he wants you to beg, holding your ankles up when he wants you to scramble to grab onto him. He controls your reactions completely, all while the pace of his hips doesn't falter for a moment. He changes up the tempo when he wants to and not a moment before. Of course he's panting from the effort too, losing just a bit of his sanity every time he sheathes his cock in your tight pussy, finding himself getting more delirious with pleasure by the moment. But it's your reactions that truly drive him insane. The way you cry out, the way you babble, the way you beg, the way your clothes are bunched and skewed over your gorgeous body, the way your glasses are askew over your pretty face, the way you contort and tremble so beautifully in response to his every move, all of it just makes him wanna double down and fuck you harder, to make you forget about everyone else you've ever been with.

He wants to ruin you. He wants to ruin the picturesque image of perfect you present to the world, and turn you into a sight that only a perverse hedonist would enjoy, a perverse hedonist like him. He wants to fuck you so good it ruins what you have with anyone else, all so you keep coming back to him. He wants to be the only one who sees you like this, the only one who gets to fuck you like this, the only one who's name is moaned and cried out from your pretty lips. Fuck he wants to be the only one who gets to feel you, who gets to touch you, who gets to play with you, who gets to make you cum, and that possessive rush of lust makes him grab you by the hips, tug you to the very edge of the table, and fuck you even harder, pressing against your innermost point of pleasure as if to make a point.

And he does. He wants you to feel every flashing burst of pleasure that has white dancing behind your eyes. He wants you to feel that spot that no one else has been able to reach with such intensity you can't speak, that you can barely fucking breathe. He wants to fuck you speechless, breathless, senseless, to the point where the only thing you can think is

"Seonghwa! Seonghwa! Zeonghwa!"

It takes everything in him to maintain composure as you cum. Your head tilts back, your body arching up as your shoulders are precariously balanced on the table, curving into the most alluring depiction of euphoria. You clench around him so tight you almost push him out, but he doesn't let you go. With a rough groan he grabs your hips and shoves his cock all the way inside you, resisting your repellant pulsations and keeping himself fully sheathed inside you.

"Don't you dare push me out now." His voice is lowered to a commanding growl and you swear you lose all cognizance for a moment or two. He sounds so demanding and so desperate that you feel compelled to comply, even as you lose all control of yourself. The only thing you know in that moment is obedience and the intensity of your orgasm. The grip of his hands combined with the desperation in his tone just amplifies your ecstasy even more, and you're left screaming and shaking and haphazardly grabbing onto him for purchase.

The sight of you coming undone like this, the delicious rippling of your core around his cock as you ride the waves of bliss, all because of him, is almost enough to have him cumming on the spot. And he would, if he wasn't determined to make you cum again.

#ateez smut #ateez seonghwa smut #ateez x you #ateez x reader #seonghwa x you #seonghwa x reader #lost myself a bit writing this 😳

[princessbrunette]

idk i'm a little feral over an au where john b + sarah just kinda perv out on an innocent!reader fjfhjd like just imagine hanging out with the both of them n sarah is like kneeing off the couch n spreading your thighs apart 'what? i just wanna try something silly! just relax...' when - 🍓

john b just so easily and gently handling you onto his lap infront of sarah as she sinks to her knees and starts tying her hair up ?? and you’re all like “i can’t tell if you guys are just being silly…” all shy and john b is all smiley in your ear like “ohhhh, no sweetheart. shes deadly serious. here, lemme hold these for you.” slotting his hands under your knees so he can pull them up to your chest and hold them open whilst sarah pulls ur panties to the side ???? :(

“you’ve never done this with friends? that’s crazy, it’s so much fun. just… shh, lemme show you okay?” sarah is being sugary sweet before her tongue starts sliding through your folds. john b is in your ear with that sexy rumbly deep voice that’s soothing you through the whole thing, chuckling away at your reactions n making little side commentary like “uh-huh, sarah’s gonna go real easy on you. you’re lucky jj’s not here, he’s been wanting to get his hands on that pussy for some time now. not sure he’d be as nice about it, but you know — figured we’d ease you into things right?” just talking about you like you’re their toy :((

#🍓 anon #john b x reader x sarah

[theangeliczen]

nct dream’s reaction to you in lingerie? 🙏🏼

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♡ scenario: you order lingerie online and want to see your boyfriend’s reaction when you try it on.

♡ genre: fluff, suggestive

♡ minors do not interact

♡ 'art' and' jump' by tyla and 'slow it down' by benson boone

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mark

the minute that you step out of the bathroom, mark's eyes bulge, and his jaw drops in complete awe. mark already believes that you are a goddess walking among humans, but to see you in such revealing and gorgeous attire pushes his belief further. his eyes are already scanning your body shamelessly as you let out laughs at his state. when you turn around to look in the mirror, mark almost moans at the sight of you from behind. i mean, come on, we all know mark is an ass guy.

you step closer to him, a smile on your face as you stand right in front of him. his hands fidget to touch you, looking between your body and your eyes as if asking for permission. your smile widens as you nod, resting your hands on his shoulders before you feel warm palms enclosing your waist. i don't see mark being horny at first, more in awe of your beauty. it's only later that he will come to you and ask to wear it later that night, leaving open-mouthed kisses on your neck.

renjun

although you and renjun are quite vulnerable with each other, he still goes red in the face when seeing you in lingerie for the first time. you can visibly see him gulp from the other side of the room, his hands in his lap to hide his visible problem. his eyes never leave your body, hoping to burn the memory of your angelic body in his mind. he is speechless, trying to find the perfect way to tell you that you're beautiful, but no words can describe the feeling. his eyes will venture your body, taking in everything.

he will stand immediately, moving across the bedroom to stand in front of you. his hands find your hips as his eyes trace each detail of the lingerie, his hands moving down your thighs and then back up your waist. once he has admired every part of your body, he leans in to capture your lips in a kiss, hoping to portray how he feels in the simple action. he feels successful once you push him towards the bed, kneeling down with a smirk on your lips.

jeno

within the first few seconds of jeno seeing you, he would be amazed with his famous puppy eyes, his lips parting slightly to let out an inaudible gasp. though, it wouldn't take long for a smirk to appear on his face, eyeing you up and down hungrily. it was actually jeno's idea to try on lingerie, as it was obvious he had a thing for it. he just really loves seeing you all pretty for him. jeno doesn't need to say anything when he wants you closer to him, leaning back on his elbows and spreading his legs which has you drooling (i mean come on, we've all seen the jeans)

he will ask for you to spin for him slowly, running his tongue over his lips as you do so. he pats his lap as his smirk grows because he knows he got you worked up just from his gaze. once you're in his lap, he isn't holding back, pressing his lips to yours and hands exploring your body. he will definitely be throwing praises left and right, wanting you to feel more confident in the lingerie as he wants to see it more often.

haechan

haechan is excited long before you come out. he is another one who worships the ground you walk on, so when you said you got new lingerie, and you wanted to show him, he was shaking from excitement. a boner had already formed in his shorts, even if he was only picturing you; that's the effect you had on him. once you walk out, he feels like he came on the spot. you looked way more beautiful than he could have ever imagined. he doesn't bother hiding the effect you have, jaw-dropping dramatically and his eyes scanning over your body.

of course, haechan being haechan, starts whining that he can't see you properly and wants you closer to him. the minute you step closer, his arms are around your waist and pulling you until you're standing between his legs. his fingers trace along the details of your outfit, his eyes meeting yours as you gasp at the contact. he traces his fingers along the hem of your underwear until you let out a whine, begging him to do something. there is no way it was coming off anytime soon.

jaemin

very much like mark, jaemin would not look at it in a sexual way immediately. as soon as you step out, he smiles widely, admiring how elegant and stunning you look. his eyes are all over you, especially your own face. as much he loved this, he knew it was a vulnerable state to be in and he didn't want you to be uncomfortable. once he sees that you're comfortable, he doesn't stop himself from looking everywhere. he loves the contrast of your skin and the lingerie, highlighting some of his favourite parts about you.

another one who would be proud to be your boyfriend because, in all seriousness, no one else could come close to comparing to your beauty. he stands from the end of the bed and makes his way to you, taking your hands in his as he presses kisses to your cheek. he lifts one hand, spinning you slowly as praises leave his lips. he spins you to face the mirror, standing behind you and pressing a kiss to your shoulder. i feel like he is one to want to make love afterwards, and did I say praise? yeah.

chenle

this man is already smirking when you walk out, although his cheeks are the brightest shade of red. the type who will pretend it doesn't have an effect on him, but it really does. the only thing he doesn't hide is the boner growing in his pants, adjusting himself so you can see it clearly. he's in complete awe, obviously not showing it (but actually is) as your eyes meet his. he looks down at his lap, gesturing to his problem, and you make your way towards him with a smile on your face.

he thinks you don't notice his shaking hands or the red on his cheeks as he pulls you to him but you definitely do, letting out a giggle as you poke his cheeks. he doesn't let you do much more as he pulls you to the bed and hovers over you, getting straight to the point. he wants to see the lingerie from every angle so it's safe to say that the lingerie will be staying on.

jisung

jisung would turn red the minute he sees you in revealing lingerie. he would be giving you glimpses but he wouldn't have the confidence to keep his eyes on you. he laughs nervously and covers his face, looking down at the floor as he feels himself become hard in his shorts. this would make his face even more red, using a pillow to cover himself. you would have to be the one to make the first move, walking over to him and lifting his chin to make eye contact with you. once you give him a nod, jisung slowly scans your body and takes in his view of you.

he would be so nervous to touch you, his hands fidgeting on the pillow in his lap. you reach forward and grab his hands, placing them on your hips. you move the pillow from his lap, blushing a little when you notice how hard he is before sitting in his lap. i feel like jisung would like seeing you in lingerie, so i can see him asking you to wear it more often once he gets more comfortable. not without stuttering though.

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#nct dream #nct dream scenarios #nct dream fluff #nct dream smut #nct mark #nct renjun #nct jeno #nct haechan #nct jaemin #nct chenle #nct jisung #mark lee #huang renjun #lee jeno #lee haechan #na jaemin #zhong chenle #park jisung

[kingkaizen]

𝓽𝓸𝓸 𝓶𝓾𝓬𝓱!

∘ desc: size kink <3

∘ ft: virgin!choso

∘ includes: nsfw, size kink, dirty talk

In the heat of the moment, Choso’s incredible size didn’t seem to faze you at all. The way you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock, tongue lapping up the copious amount of pre as your eyes set on his, taking in his expression as you continued. He could barely keep his eyes on you, the intense eye-contact making his eyes flutter closed every few seconds.

He’s never felt like this with anyone else, so vulnerable and exposed as you were forced to wrap two hands around the length of him all. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop the groans falling from his bruised lips, a faint blush coloring his cheeks in embarrassment.

Giggling at his sheepish reaction, you pushed your hand against his large shoulder, watching as he gave in to your attempt at shoving him down against the mattress.. Climbing on top of him, his hands immediately gripped at your hips, strong and calloused fingers holding you tightly in place.

“No need to be embarrassed, Cho. You can feel how wet I am for you, can’t you?” With your hand still gripping the base of his dick, you rubbed yourself with him up and down your glistening slit, knowing he could feel the way your arousal coated his length by the way he shudders.

“F-Feels so good.” His mind was completely gone, body on cloud nine as he felt the way you split yourself on his cock. He wished he could keep his eyes on the way your head was thrown back, eyes clouded over as you struggled to take him all in. He was very aware of his size, painfully so, he couldn’t ignore the possibility of anyone pushing him away because of it. Yet, he never imagined just how much he would like the feeling of you shaking in his arms, fingernails digging crescents into his thighs as you whimpered at the sight of your greedy cunt attempting to take him all at once. 

“You’re t-too big!” You squealed, yet your movements contradictory as you continued working yourself down his length, his soft moans egging you on. He felt so awkward, not knowing what to do but make pathetic sounds as he felt you tighten up more and more every second. Grabbing his hand, you guided him to your throbbing clit, urging him to rub it in tight circles just like you’ve been teaching him. He bucks his hips up as he feels you cream around him, your slick coating his entire length allowing you to slip down even further. It felt almost too good, tears welling up in his eyes as he writhed underneath you in ecstasy, holding you close to his body as he allowed himself to let go for the first time inside of you.

© kingkaizen | do not copy, steal, or duplicate!

#jjk smut #jjk x reader smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #choso #choso smut #choso x reader #choso x reader smut

[harmonysanreads]

i’m just thinking abot ur recent post about when you cry during a movie… i��m having dr. ratio brainrot rn pls help

no but so real. he’d just delve into the illogicality of the film while ur sobbing your eyes out. he just doesn’t understand why you’re so affected? 1. it’s not real 2. you can see this coming from a mile away (and it can be either: the thing is pretty obvious, or the thing isn’t that obvious and ratio is too smart for his own good).

when he sees you cry he does scoff at the fact that you’re crying at something so trivial, but tones down his comments and maybe… if he feels nice enough, subtly wraps an arm around you in attempt to console you.

this is more general film/movie hcs but;

actually at any point while you’re watching a film he starts rattling on about how the film’s production is bad, how that sound effect wasn’t actually realistic (they could’ve done better sound design), how the actors aren’t actually speaking in the film, they actually record their lines later on.

(he mentioned that once and now you can’t stop thinking about it while watching literally anything, be it a live show or not. when you’re having a mini-crisis over if someone on a live gameshow is actually speaking or saying their lines later, he rolls his eyes and reminds you of the fact that it’s live. you miss the fond smile on his face while he does. it’s nice to know that you pay attention to his comments during the film-)

he just ruins movies for you and at some point you never mention the fact that you’re gonna watch a film or invite him to the movies anymore. he gets a bit pouty over it — maybe you mention a film you recently watched and he stares at you, mildly offended that he wasn’t invited. you explain that he keeps ruining the film for you, why can’t you let imagination be imagination?

okay… so he tries his best to tone it down. only for you. he still points out the obvious, but tries to bite back his comments when the lead does a stunt that comes off a bit too… unnatural? (it’s just nice to see your amazed face… that’s all.) or a poor done joke that really should’ve been performed better (he likes the way you giggle at it, even if it isn’t a very good one).

i’m actualy suffering dr ratio brainrot so bad rn he is taking over my life he lives in my head rent free please help

[ Post in question ]

Anon, please save me because I too am having massive Ratio brainrot after reading your ask(s).

I think infodumping is one of Ratio's love-languages in general. It's difficult to grasp unless you've known him for a while but he wouldn't just go parading around information about a specific topic to just anyone. Moreover, he always puts emphasis on self-learning. So unless he detects enthusiasm and effort for learning or if he really likes someone, I can't see him speaking this much — about movies nonetheless.

But if we consider it being his unique way of showing affection, I presume it'll annoy him greatly if the reaction he gets is counterproductive and refrain from it altogether in the worst-case scenario. Complaining about bad filmmaking is Ratio's way of connecting with you throughout the ordeal, you can watch a movie with anyone but, how many will passionately criticize (and flaunt their knowledge) every scene in front of you? It requires a level of trust and sharing certain thoughts with someone else necessities you have good rapport, at least for characters like Ratio.

So when you mentioned him trying to tone down on the criticisms ultimately instead of shutting it off entirely, that just showed how much he actually cares about you, which I think is very sweet.

#having someone you can freely talk about anything with is so precious #i'd get along with ratio on this one actually i crave a partner who'll destroy poorly done movies with me in leisure #UNLESS it's that one movie that i have an inexplicable attachment to he'll be banned from speaking #dr ratio #dr ratio brainrot #dr ratio x reader #veritas ratio x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #veritas ratio #dr ratio fluff #hsr fluff

[chatsukimi]

POV. STREATRACER!TOJI asks to borrow your last name.

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“What do you mean you don’t want your last name printed on your uniform?”

Toji, your trust fund racer and favourite bet, shrugs. “Already said, I won’t race with the name Zen’in.”

You sit down at your desk. It’s after school, and you and the spoiled soon-to-be college reject are sitting in the classroom.

You throw your hands up. “But why? What’s bad about Zen’in?”

“Everything,” he deadpans.

Staring at the guy for a flat five seconds, you realise he won’t change his mind, or explain himself, which you should have expected from a guy going broke despite his millionaire family.

Toji props himself up on the desk beside yours, leaning on his knees as though thinking. A few seconds pass.

He offers, “why don’t I use yours?”

“My what?”

“Your last name,” he suggests, breezing through the prospect at horrifying speed. “It works. You’re sponsoring me anyways.”

You blink twice. Delayed reaction.

“What?!” you squeak out.

Toji smirks, leaning on his palm watching you. “What?” he repeats, playing innocent. He sports a smug look in his green eyes and even bothers to scan your notebook splayed out on your desk, reading your last name out loud to himself. “Nice.”

No. Not nice. They’ll assume you're- you're- your cheeks heat up.

He looks at you, bearing a smile that's all teeth. 'We could be cousins.'

The guy even dares to pat you on the shoulder at that. You shake him off. No one at the race would believe you two are related.

"No."

'No?' he echoes, cocking his head, tempting you to speak. 'What could we be then?'

"We can be... can be..." you think to yourself, before noticing his hands landing on your shoulder, massaging them like a habit. He's sauntered over from his chair.

Comforting, but still...

Bad habit.

Your heart stutters.

Baaad habit.

"Hm?" He chuckles when he sees you realise. "What would we be?"

You swallow, the small proximity between the two of you taking your mind on a field trip; him standing behind your seat and you, fidgeting your hands under the desk like crazy.

"Nothing."

He raises an eyebrow.

"I don't think taking your last name means nothing," he presses, serious.

How is he saying this with such a straight face? You're looking anywhere in the classroom but Toji, hoping he might just drop the subject. What's wrong with his last name anyways? What is he even insinuating? Does he really-

"I don't think I'll get tired of that face in ten years' time," he states.

Toji Zen'in is a blunt guy. When he said he hates his last name, he meant it. When he says he wants yours, well, no one's calling this guy a liar, are they?

It's been a while since you started sponsoring his races, and he's grown accustomed to your face in the stands. Always too far away, though. You always have on that dispassionate expression as a gambler, as though he's one of the rest.

For once, he cannot be just one of the rest.

“I'm... not sure what you mean." Your eyes move to the sunset outside, ignoring the way you bite your lip.

He studies your face for a minute before smirking again. "You're dabbling in illegal motorsports and can't look me in the eye."

You wince.

You murmur, "well then maybe you should say directly what you mean then."

You're so cute like this, pretending you don't like him too.

He walks around the table to face you properly. All of a sudden you can imagine your name on his back as he gets into the vehicle to race, as the stands to hear the cheers of the crowd. He'd wear it well. He coughs to get your attention.

“I’m saying.” He places his hands on his hips, shrugging as he goes. “Maybe let's be married. Just one day.”

Only, he doesn't intend for it to be one day. He wants you to remember your last name on him, keep the moment in your head; he'll wear it better than anyone else.

…

It is at that moment when the times come out and the trophies are awarded that he drapes his arm around your waist. The wink he throws your way, accomplice. Spectators ask what's his name.

And this is the moment you become more than his financier or the bets you place on him to win.

He speaks it into the microphone, proud for the stadium, the world. to hear.

And this is the moment you glance up at him with more than just a shallow smile, saying 'congrats'.

The word reverberates over the race track in a powerful wave.

He spoke into the microphone and the name is yours.

pt. 1

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen x reader #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #toji #toji fluff #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk headcanons #toji dr #toji drabbles #toji headcanons #anime #jujutsu kaisen

[weskie]

A New Game (Albert Wesker x gn!Reader)

18+ | thigh riding, nipple play, wesker being a condescending little fuck, bit of degradation | Fic Directory

When your back hits the wall, you know you’re in the best kind of trouble.

Wesker is silent as he takes you in.  He holds your wrists above your head, wordlessly asserting that you are fully at his mercy as he gazes down at you with a devilish curiosity.  There is a gnawing hunger seated deep in those inhuman eyes of his, and you are the meal that will sate him.

With his free hand, he grips your jaw and turns your face away.

“Where to start, hm?”  He muses, blowing a warm breath over your neck, basking in the way you shiver.  “My, my… So reactive.”

The hand at your jaw slips down your body, mapping a path over your chest to the hem of your shirt, slipping under all too skillfully. His bare fingers graze your skin and he smirks, humming in a way that sounds uncharacteristically delighted.

He had taken his gloves off earlier to tease you, as he had been doing for some time now.  His fingertips carry a strange chill that contrasts against your warmth, leaving goosebumps in their wake as they dance up to your chest.  He cups your flesh as if committing every detail of it to memory.  He looks at you and you know without him speaking a word.  Every inch of you belongs to him now.  You are his to have, and his alone.

You can practically see the gears of his methodical mind turning as he takes in every precious little reaction you give him.  Each panted breath that leaves your pretty lips, the way your eyes dilate, the soft moan turned mewl as he pinches your nipple and rolls it between his thumb and forefinger.

“Very good…” He says with that signature dark chuckle of his that always blurred the lines between arousing and terrifying.  “I’ve enjoyed this game of ours, but I have a new one I’d like to play.”  He comes impossibly closer, thigh rising to wedge between your legs as he lifts you just enough to mount it.

The pressure makes your core throb with a burning need and your hips buck of their own accord.

“Well, well…” he purrs, nuzzling against your temple.  “Is that how you want this?  So desperate that you’d hump my leg like a dog?”  You can hear the smirk in his voice as his words shoot straight to your aching core.  “I’m quite impressed you’ve kept your hands to yourself for so long.”

The simple reminder of your self control makes you struggle against his hold on your wrists.  You want so badly to grab him by those damn shoulder holster straps and kiss him stupid.  God… that’s how you’d gotten in this situation.  Brave enough to finally snap and pull the most dangerous man you’d ever met into such an intimate act.  Now it’s got you soaking your underwear as he whispers filth in your ear and teases your chest.  

Wesker tuts in disapproval at your attempts to free yourself.

“Poor thing.” His hand slips out from under your shirt, prompting a downright pathetic whine of protest to escape you.  He snakes it around your waist and rocks you against his thigh.  “Tell you what, sweetheart.”

You gulp and he huffs the smallest laugh against the shell of your ear.

“Give me a good show and perhaps I’ll reward you after, hm?”  His teeth graze your earlobe and you arch away from the wall, hips rocking against the strong muscle of his thigh for more of that delicious friction.

His arm wraps tighter around your waist to aid in your movements.  You bite your lip through your keening, mortified at how quickly the mere idea of this ‘reward’ he’s teased has put you on the edge.

“Show me what I have to look forward to when I take all of you.”  He commands, suddenly forcing you to move faster and harder.  “Feels good, doesn’t it?  Just imagine what you’ve been denying yourself.”

Your vision is hazing and you’re hurtling toward release faster than you can stop it.  His words in your ear, his body against yours, his scent clouding your mind– everything about him has bewitched you.  You don’t even care how pathetic you must look grinding against his leg anymore.

“That’s it, pet.” He goads. “Earn me.”

You let loose, chasing that ever tightening knot until it snaps and the shockwaves surge through your body like a hurricane.

You don’t even try to hold back whatever weak noises escape your lips.  He has to know how good it felt.  Wesker has to know what sweet sounds you’ll sing for him if he gives you more.

You need him to give you more.

With your eyes still shut and chest heaving, you try to say his name but it only comes out silent and breathless.  You feel like jell-o, and you’re pretty sure his good graces are the only reason you haven’t hit the floor yet.  

A curled finger lifts your chin.

“Now was that so hard?”  He asks, a soft lilt ringing in his voice.  

You give a weak shake of your head. 

“Good. In that case, I do believe you’ve earned something special…”

The wet heat of his tongue drags along the edge of your jaw until his lips are pressed right against your ear again.  The act alone is enough to make you clench your thighs around his.

“I will have all of you, over and over again.  You will be mine for the rest of your days.”  He nips at the side of your neck sharply, tongue laving over whatever mark he’s certainly branded you with.  “You have earned me.”

#albert wesker #albert wesker x reader #albert wesker x you #albert wesker fanfiction #this is a follow up to brave since everyone was saying it was too short >:) #dbd #dead by daylight #wesker x reader #wesker x you #resident evil

[taesankisser]

bro imagine Taesan’s reaction to his s/o making him a song… a LOVE SONG… written + composed + produced by them and everything… his sweet and talented s/o… dude would so be in love 😭💔

i used she/her pronouns because i only write fem!reader! so i hope this is okay (: BUT HEAR ME OUT FOR A SEC!!

writing/thoughts under the cut!

what if his lover created the song and all that jazz but made two separate versions. one sang by her, fully pouring her heart out to him. the other, however, would have the help of the bonedo members!! she would recruit the members to sing the song for her and even have riwoo create a choreo for said special song that she can preform with them! idk i just feel like that would be so precious because she would go out of her way to also include the boys, aka people special to him! the act would be even sweeter, maybe a little less serious than you intended because the boys would definitely poke fun of him at some point, but the moment is still special nonetheless.

whichever scenario you prefer, though, he’s tearing up. he might not seem like the most emotional out of the boys, but he truly can’t take it when you go out of your way to show your love for him. the small gestures, the big gestures, it doesn’t matter. all of it means so much to him. he’s a big softie, and when he sees how you did all this for him, his eyes will overflow with tears as his heart is simultaneously overflowing with love.

you’ll worry you did something wrong, but he’ll immediately assure you that the gesture was just so kind. it was so kind that his heart can’t take it. he’ll have that big (PRETTY) smile plastered on his face as he covers his face in shyness. your sweet shy giant mountain wouldn’t know what to say other than he loves you and is so lucky to be yours. <3

#solar gets an ask ! #i’m going to scream i love taesan so deeply #boynextdoor fanfic #boynextdoor x y/n #boynextdoor x reader #taesan boynextdoor #boynextdoor scenarios #boynextdoor fluff #boynextdoor imagines #taesan fanfic #taesan fluff #taesan x reader

[sleepingcup]

Still with You

Game: Stardew Valley

Characters: Sebastian x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, a little bit of angst

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Summary: Sebastian admires you just thw way you are.

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(please be aware of ooc)

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You may not notice this before and even until now, for being just a normal farmer who just sell crops, restores the community center with your junimo friends, helping the others in need to gain their full trust, you have everything.

Yeah...except for one.

Getting a spouse.

It is the ONLY thing you never had while you were doing your best in Pelican Town, and yet you never realize how you actually make others feel better than before even if you can't fix them completely.

Out of all the possible candidates, you found interest on a certain boy.

Even if...you never understand yourself very well...

Local Emo boy, Sebastian.

Lives in the mountain with his parents tho there will always be conflict wherever he goes, it started off as a awkward conversation, but soon it turns to a more...nice and friendly relationship you two have.

What goes romancing anyone can do to you? You are just doing something to save yourself and yet, it turns out that you yourself need saving too but….how? An endless spiral of questions appears on your mind, walking in the rain where no one can really hear you to the beach where you can find solace to the sounds of the rain and the sounds of the beach waves by the docks, and yet…

“Hm? (Farmer)?”

“!!!”

He is there.

“You come to beach in the rain as well?”

You nodded, not expecting someone to be there in the rain. Most people stay at home to avoid the rain for colds but here Sebastian is relishing into the rain like nothing happened. Walking closer to him you two remained quiet, giving a slight glanced at him he looks relaxed but looking a bit sad. Hearing him talk to you does help you well to feel a bit better, and yet he noticed that the rain was getting him more.

“Here there is room for two.”

You walked closer to him a little bit hoping to not take too much space, the two of you relaxed into rain quietly, it was comforting. And yet you never imagine that he is slowly warming up to you. From a slightly awkward conversation in his room, encountering him fixing a motorcycle and plans to move out of town, playing games with him and Sam in his room, and now relaxing with him quietly on the beach side. You do admit secretly that you are comfortable with him being there with you.

But you remember one small pain that you can tell, during in the Flower Dance, you watched Abigail dancing with Sebastian even if you didn’t participate in the dance but to only watch them dance. What is this painful feeling he is just your acquaintance/friend, she looked proud even tho you did not do anything but talk to him just casually.

“…(er)….(Farmer)….”

Why….why does your heart ache when you can’t express it-

“(Farmer), are you okay? You looked lifeless for a minute…”

When you snap out of it, Sebastian was facing you he looked concerned and doesn’t understand why.

“….I….”

“…I know you hear my story about myself a bit just now…. But…. will you let me get to know you a little more even if it hurts?”

You were speechless but to Sebastian he know fully well that there is no one who can hear you out, he has seen you feeling lifeless or depressed in one of these previous days but its rare for him to see you this sad in person. Taking a deep breath before facing to the ocean….

“I….never understand myself and my emotions well….”

You were told you had apathy, doesn’t smile, doesn’t show emotion, but when you do it never makes sense to you. You just want to get to know more about Sebastian and the other people in town not just show emotions. “Im sure the you and the town knows that…I don’t smile more often… I don’t even understand myself very well….” Holding your arm for a slight bit of comfort you closed your eyes taking a sharp breath.

Not ready to see his reaction you decided to continue, “I’m scared… Being a people pleaser for money is not my thing…. And yet, seeing progress with everyone one by one makes me wonder…. What if actually feels to feel….loved.”

“…”

You wanted to run to home and yet, you felt an arm wrapped around your waist. Opening your eyes you saw Sebastian pulling you closer to him, he has a reassuring smile on his face before making you lean your head on his shoulder.

You don’t get it, it never makes sense.

You respected his dream, you respected him, but you never seen him….being this close to you.

Parts of you want to push him away and yet….you feel like you deserve comfort from him.

“Are you feeling a bit better now that you say whats on your mind?”

“….y-yes….”

No more words, only silence and yet there is comfort in silence. Its like time has slowed or stopped for a moment, and yet you feel rather….relieved. Having someone to hear you out is something that you never expected it to be so comforting.

“Did you….hate me for saying these words?”

“No, its rather understandable for you to have these feelings. I don’t hate you for that, but rather thankful that you also open up to me.”

You two stare at the sky that was now going dark, and yet…

“Hey….Sebastian…?”

He looks at you confused before you gently hug him underneath the umbrella, “Thanks.” You don’t want to explain yourself and when you pull away just to look at him once more, you didn’t realize what your doing.

“I’ll find myself going to visit you once I got free time…. But please warm up once your home.”

You pull away from him before waving goodbye to him walking yourself to the town once more leaving Sebastian alone. You didn’t realize this but….you realize that you almost kissed him. It made your face feel warm from what you just did.

Sebastian on the other hand was speechless, feeling his face becoming warmer. You may not noticed this but he saw you smile for the very first time, and yet he did saw that your face was red up close at that. He finds himself covering his mouth feeling warmer than the cold.

He remembers you being there for him on times like this but was not expecting to feel…romantic towards you. He knows fully well that you have apathy and yet he admired you for one reason, being his solace that he never expected. The time where you invited Sebastian to your house for a relaxing dinner after his argument with his step-dad, he felt guilty when he almost yelled at you for trying to comfort him and yet you let him rest on your house and let him relax in your couch while your taking care of the crops. He did tell you many times that he is sorry but you kept on reassuring him that its completely fine since you knew his living condition.

Not only that you also give him gifts that he never had before, risking your life in the mines to get him a Frozen Tears or Obsidian for him, wasting your time fishing just to give him Sashimi, using your crops and milk to give him Pumpkin Soup, giving him something he never expected like the Frog Egg or Void Egg makes him happy. And you hearing him out on his frustrations he rambled on makes him feel even better, he knows your doing it to please him but he also knows that you are purely genuine with him even in you did not realize it.

Walking his way home, he can feel his heart beating so fast.

Sebastian admitted that he admired you, and yet he DOES worries that you might stress yourself out.

…

..

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He stormed out of his house again but not out of anger or stress, something was giving him a bad feeling. Walking to the mines at night he saw you trying to walk out of the mines but from what he looked at you shock and fear grew within him…

“(FARMER!)”

You were gravely injured, limping slowly as time becomes 2 am. He ran to you straight ahead and captured you to his arms. He check on you with a worried expression on his face and yet you were just unconscious but not dying, he was relieved and yet he needs to make a move.

Carrying you in his arms and walks his way to your house despite how tired he really was, but his priorities is not himself but you. Inside on your house upon arrival he check your injuries and patched it up carefully with your nearby emergency medkit without waking you up. And yet he felt something cool on his hands, it was a frozen tear and he looked at you but you were still asleep.

“For…..Seb….by…”

“….”

He finds himself blushing at that, “….Why must you make me worry at a time like this….” Carefully and gently placing you on the bed before giving you the blanket, he stared at your sleeping face calmly before finding himself learning towards you and yet….he soon realize what he had done and quietly pulled away.

“….But….what if you don’t….”

Sebastian sadly can’t bring himself to kiss you, what if you’re interested in someone else like Sam, Abigail, or others. And yet he instead hold your hand gently before smiling at you, “Get better soon…(Farmer)…” He got up from your bed before quietly walks out of your house before locking it from behind, face still feeling warm and yet he too wanted to kiss you, but…he needs to know your feelings.

…

..

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Morning finally comes in 6 am, waking up from the sound you tried to remember what happened to you.

You remembered getting gravely injured while fighting the enemies but quickly escaped to the ladder once you realized that it was almost 2 am, but you didn’t lose anything this time but…. neither your money or items was stolen.

“…”

You are confused the second you check your mailbox but nothing was there, you were expecting someone to let you know but no, nothing.

“But….who….”

Then it hits you, the last person you had seen was Sebastian before you didn't land roughly on the ground. There is only on conclusion, and it was Sebastian that brought you here but nothing was stolen.

"...I need to pay him back..."

The next weeks has passed, you made sure you repay Sebastian but he insist that you really don't need to give him anything. And yet when all hope for you feels a bit lost, one day you got an new mail from Robin and upon reading it....

You immediately knew what gift to give, even tho it feels incomplete you decided to get something extra for his gift, you quickly grabbed a stored pumpkin and fresh milk before going back to the house just to make the perfect gift for him, (even tho he is maxed out).

That autumn night of the was truly the day you repay him completely.

Arriving at his room for a nice chit chat by 3:30 pm, you two had a decent chat before the next was comfortable silence. You watching him programming while assisting him on some codes, he never knew you had talent on programming and thanks to you his job feels more easier than before.

"Say...Sebastian."

He looked at you wondering what you had to say, but was greeted by the delicious pumpkin soup that you had well prepared for him.

Smiling at the gift he gladly accepts it from you.

"I love this! How did you know?"

"Your mom let me learn the recipe just for you."

Sebastian was stunned not knowing that she made good friends with his mom just to help you give him a gift out of the materials you stored. Feeling his hand touching your cheek just to look at him, he knew that you were able to feel better. And when he was about to lean closer he suddenly pulled away blushing as you were speechless at his actions.

It was VERY slow for you to realize it...

You truly love him.

Quickly getting his hand before pulling him a bit closer surprising Sebastian, he was about to say something but you gently kisses his cheek before placing something on his arms.

Pulling away he looked down at the gift.

"!!!!"

Sebastian was blushing alot before looking at you with a warm smile, he knew he admired you just the way you are, getting used to his attitude, knowing how to make him smile, and for the times he get to watch you being beautiful even if it wasn't the case.

"I...I didn't know you feel the same way."

He took a glimpse at you with a smile watching your expression, you normal or depressed look your face was replaced by a gentle smile and yet you are blushing at your own actions towards him.

"...Sorry... That I took a long time to...feel that way."

Sebastian shook his head before pulling you to a hug.

Reminiscing the end of Summer by the Moonlight Jellies, Sebastian manage to take a glimpse at you. Being mesmerized by the blue soft glow, and yet when no one else wasn't paying extra attention he saw your genuine smile. It was one reason why he has gotten soft on you without breaking character. Unfortunately he was not able to see that smile after that, it must have felt like a core memory.

And yet.

"Don't make fun of me. But I never had a girlfriend/boyfriend before."

"I won't, it makes you special just the way I love you."

And yet he won't stop blushing, staring at you lovingly before giving your cheek a gentle kiss.

Ever since that day, you made his day even better when you are by his side. The moment you left his room, he was smiling at the bouquet of romantic flowers before hugging it closer to his chest relishing the moment you two have just now.

And if you are completely very luckily, you will see him staring at you with a smile and a cute blush that got your heart racing.

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Before the beginning of Winter, you ran to the beach shore to do some foraging.

Ever since you become Sebastian's boyfriend stress and pressure has been applying for the both of you, trying to being the perfect maid to the people while doing dangerous tasks takes a deeper toll on you.

Meanwhile Sebastian had to get used to endless nagging, and worse of all his step-dad being completely rude to him which results him to return to his very bad habits.

Sure the both of you meet up in secret but what romantic moment was turned to empty and yet normal relationship, but in one of those times....

"I like you hair."

"!!!"

There are nice and tender moments hiding underneath the waters of the iceberg, despite you feeing the stress, pressure, and painful injuries you still went out of your way just to see him. Sebastian can be worried about you and yet...

"May I have you hand Sebastian?"

Sebastian was confused before lending out his hand to you, "Please, close your eyes." You said before he did what you told him, he felt something cold and yet it was highly different from the gifts. "You may open it now." And just like that, he opened his eyes...

It was a Mermaid's Pendant.

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..

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Ever since you two were married, Sebastian had never felt THIS HAPPY before. Marrying you was his best decision ever and as a result he lives in your house comfortably.

Plus he get to learn something silly from you. getting insane over the silliest of things, being overall very clingy to him when you go near him.

Sebastian did his very best to quit smoking for real just to live a bit more longer with you, and as a result he felt like his choices are rewarding. You still accept his sudden confessions of being alone, you still made sure you give him gifts, heck you evenly made sure that he gets the love he wanted to receive for so long.

There was money struggles from time to time but he understands since you two kept a nice conversation from time to time, sure he knows that you give gifts to other genders but its different compared how you give him gifts.

Finally one day the house was completely upgraded and he was tempted on the basement but you were pouting at him for that silly suggestion.

But that isn't all...

One rainy day you went home again to check up on Sebastian...

You are normally stoic and yet, that won't stop your heart from beating loudly. knowing the facts that Sebastian is genuinely romantic at random times can sometimes get you insane in love with him all over again.

It made you a blushing mess much to Sebastian's happy reactions from you.

You quickly pulled him closer to give him a hug and kisses that he still desperately needs, the same moment when time was stopped and yet, it was stopped in the most right way possible.

After all...

He still enjoys your company with him even now.

#stardew valley #sdv #sebastian #stardew valley sebastian x reader #sdv sebastian x reader #stardew valley sebastian #sdv sebastian

[rougecreator1]

Pretty Girl || Part 2

Read Part 1

|| Regina George x fem!reader

|| Warnings: Regina being Regina, mentions of house party, brief mention of alcohol poisoning from Ms. George, Regina struggling with her sexuality, Regina being harsh with Gretchen

|| Summary: Regina takes Reader to her house with the rest of the plastics. She gives Reader a makeover to be party-ready.

Requests open!

Started: April 22nd

Finished: April 23rd

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"My place, duh." Regina pulled you along, taking you to her doorless jeep. A blush coated your cheeks as you followed, looking down at where your hands connected together.

Gretchen, Karen and Cady were already in the jeep waiting. Karen and Cady in the back, Gretchen in passenger.

"Gretchen!" Regina snapped, making the girl tense as she looked at her in confusion.

"Yes, Regina-?"

"Move it." Regina demanded, Gretchen glanced at you and you felt a little bad. You assumed passenger was usually her seat. However Gretchen listened to Regina, squeezing into the back next to Karen who was now between Gretchen & Cady.

Regina nodded her head towards the passenger seat as she looked at you," Well? Get in! Come on!"

You could not figure Regina George out.

She's been nothing but kind- no, kind wasn't the right word. All you knew was she hadn't been her usual harsh self towards you. Regina could go from snapping at one person one minute to treating you like... well, you honestly didn't know how to describe it. She did still have an attitude with you, so it's not like you were getting Princess treatment. Although her attitude was more toned down.

When you all arrived at Regina's house, you stepped out and gawked at it. She just lived here? Like this was her norm? Well, it certainly explained a lot but DAMN. You had figured she was rich. You just never considered how rich until you were stepping into her family's modern day mansion.

Man you were so out of place.

Regina glanced at you when the five of you walked into her place, a small smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth as she watched your reaction. Clearly, you weren't from a rich family. If you had been you wouldn't be reacting the way you were. She found it kind of cute.

She stopped. Cute?

Why does she keep thinking about you like that? You're just a friend. It's normal to imagine yourself kissing your friends, right? Well... no, she never thought about kissing Gretchen or Karen. That thought almost made her shudder; not in a good way. Maybe it's just cause you were a pretty girl. It's normal to want to kiss the pretty girls, right?

Her thoughts were interrupted by her mother.

"Girls! How was school? Any new tea to spill?"

You turned and looked at Ms. George, trying not to cringe. Watching adults try and use modern slang was not it.

"Ew, Mom. Don't." Regina cringed with you. Hers being much more noticeable.

Ms. George was going to respond when her eyes locked with yours and she gasped.

"Well aren't you just the cutest! Regina, honey, you're making more friends?" She smiled at her daughter before walking to you, pulling you into a tight hug that made you tense up.

Regina, luckily, had pulled you away. Her hand laced with yours as she sent a glare to her mother. You felt Regina's thumb brush against your knuckles and relaxed at the gesture.

"Uh- hi, Ms. George." You mumbled, she smiled at you and her eyes went to your hand Regina's hands. She looked at Regina with a gaze you couldn't figure out before her smile returned," Y/N." You offered out your free hand, much more comfortable with a handshake than a hug.

She laughed a little and moved your hand down," no need to be so formal! You're part of our little family now! You should know that I am not like regular moms. I'm @ cool mom with six O's. You can come to me for anything. Boy trouble, alcohol poisoning, I've been there before too."

You couldn't help but internally cringe at "boy trouble". You wouldn't be needing her help with that, that's for sure. If anything you had Regina George trouble. You simply nodded though and glanced at Regina, who looked irritated that her mom was still talking. You instinctively gave her hand a squeeze, which brought her attention to you and she looked at you with a softer gaze. Though it didn't last long, making you second guess if it was even there at all as she looked at her mother with that irritated look again.

"Mom, snacks." Regina demanded.

"Right! I'll bring those right up, sweetie." She gave Regina's shoulder a squeeze, Regina moved back and closer to you. Ms. George left the room and you all went upstairs to Regina's room.

Her room was massive.

Your eyes widened as you looked around, taking in all the little details before looking at Regina.

"You sleep here?" You asked, though you knew the answer. She didn't have to tell you.

Regina laughed and shook her head," No, this is just my hang out space." She paused when she saw your confusion," I'm messing with you."

"Right.." You felt a little embarrassed. You fully believed her for a moment. Well, with how large her house was you wouldn't be surprised of she had been telling the truth.

Gretchen, Karen and Cady were all grouped around the mirror, looking at themselves.

Gretchen had a hand to her cheek with a frown," I've gotta retouch my makeup.."

"My BO still smells like crayons." Karen added.

Cady glanced at Karen and rested a hand to her shoulder," You can borrow my perfume. It's just vanilla, but you can't go wrong with that, right?"

Karen gave Cady a smile and Regina rolled her eyes, walking over to her bed and sitting down. Her hand still connected to yours, so you had to follow her. Not that you minded.

She looked up at you, her other hand rested behind her for support. You watched as her eyes trailed your body, making you blush and suddenly feel self conscious.

"Regina?" Your voice got her attention and she met your eyes.

"You need a makeover if you're coming to the party tonight." Regina stated. You blinked. Makeover? Party?

"I don't think I was invited to a party."

"Shut up, yes you are. I'm inviting you." Regina pulled you down onto the bed with you, you stumbled a bit before landing on the mattresses next to her. She laughed at your clumsiness and moved her hand from yours to your back." You'll have to borrow some of my clothes."

Did Regina really just invite you to a house party? Great, you were going to have to mentally prepare for that.

Gretchen glanced back at you and Regina, raising an eyebrow as she watched you two interact. Regina was different with you and she couldn't figure out why.

Regina got up from the bed," Stay." You didn't have to be told twice as you sat up and watched the blonde go to her closet.

She was in there for a good solid few minutes before she came back out, finding you in conversation with Gretchen. Her eyes narrowed as she heard Gretchen giving you makeup pointers.

"Gretchen!" Regina snapped, getting her attention as she tensed and looked from you to her.

"Yes, Regina?"

"I'm doing her makeup." Regina's arms folded across her chest, one hand holding the clothing she had picked out for you.

Gretchen glanced at you before looking at Regina again," I was just-"

"You were just." Regina mocked, Karen and Cady shared a look. The two had been doing each other's makeup.

Gretchen frowned and stayed quiet, getting up from the bed and going to join Karen and Cady.

Regina's eyes followed her before landing on you. You tensed slightly at her gaze. You weren't sure what that was about, but you knew better than to ask.

She walked over to you and handed you the clothing," Go try this on. You can change in the closet."

You nodded and took the outfit, going and trying it on. To your surprise, the outfit fit your figure perfectly. You walked out and looked at yourself in the mirror, you had to admit. Regina found an outfit that suited your style perfectly. It looked great on you.

You can decide what that outfit is.

Regina walked up behind you, hand resting on your hip. You turned your head to look back at her with a smile that made Regina's heart melt. Wait what?

"It's amazing." You tell her, she smirked.

"Obviously, they're my clothes." She replied, you rolled your eyes and looked back at yourself." Come on, let's do your makeup." She pulls you along to where her makeup stuff is.

You follow," can we go light with the makeup?"

Regina looked back at you and raised an eyebrow," I was going to. You don't need that much anyways, you're naturally gorgeous."

Your cheeks flushed. Regina George just called you naturally gorgeous. You quickly racked your brain for a response.

"Yeah well, not as gorgeous as you. I mean it's literally your last name. Regina Gorgeous." You paused and cringed at yourself. Did you really just say that to her? Clearly you don't know how to react to compliments.

Regina stifled at laugh when she heard you, loosely put her hand over her mouth as she looked away." That was horrible."

"I know... I regretted it as soon as I said it." You sighed.

She sat you down on the chair, situating herself in your lap. Which got a blush from you as you tried to focus on her eyes and not the fact that she was in your lap.

Regina got out her makeup stuff and started applying it lightly to your face. You stared into her eyes, watching her as she concentrated on what she was doing. She grabbed your chin and tilted your head back slightly.

"Keep your head there." She told you, you nodded." Don't nod, stay still." Her tone was demanding, but nothing like how she talked with Gretchen. You did as you were told.

It didn't take her long to finish your makeup and she tilted your head so you could look at yourself in the mirror, though her hand remained on your chin. The touch sent shivers through you as you tried to focus on your makeup and not how she was touching you.

"Wow..." You whispered, looking at yourself. Regina had listened to your request and done a light look, but it was perfect. Maybe makeup wasn't as awful as you originally thought. You looked at Regina, who looked pretty damn proud of herself," Can you do this for me more often?"

She smirked. But nodded," Yeah, whatever." Regina took out her phone to check the time," Party starts at 5 but we should get there for 7."

"Why 7...?" You raised an eyebrow, confused by that. Why arrive 2 hours after the party started?

"Because it's lame to be the first ones there." Regina said as though it was just common knowledge you should've known.

You'd never been to a house party, so you didn't know.

"Oh, right. Makes sense." You replied a little awkwardly, she rolled her eyes and got off your lap.

Ms. George came into the room with a snack tray," So ladies! What's the plan for tonight?" She asked, sitting down on the bed and eating some chips from the tray.

"Party at Shane's." Gretchen replied, taking a chip.

Regina groaned, she didn't want her mother to be there.

"Well! If you girls need anything at all don't hesitate to call, I'll be up and can give you a ride home." Ms. George said.

"We get it, Mom. You can go." Regina glared at her and Ms. George got up, still holding the snack tray which confused you.

"Alright, alright. I'll be out of your hair, oh and Regina give Y/N my number." She added before she left, Regina looked annoyed at that.

She never gave you that number.

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Surprise! Pretty Girl part 2! Part 3 will be the house party, if y'all have anything specific you'd like to see feel free to request 🫶

#x reader #fem reader #canon x reader #fanfic #wlw fiction #mean girls #mean girls x reader #regina george #regina george x fem!reader

[damned-punk]

What You Won’t Ever Find (Kidd x Reader)

Part One

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Content Warning: nsfw, modern!AU, suggestive language, unhealthy attachment

Content Description: gn!reader meets Kidd in a bar and their relationship develops from there ♡

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You sat in a booth with your recently found friend Hip as the last rays of sun faded below the treeline. You’d met while the two of you were searching for the same record at the same store, your conversations often turning into her trying to convince you to visit her favorite hole-in-the-wall bar. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to spend time with her, it was just such a sudden change in pace from your usual activities.

The aesthetic of the bar was a punk’s dream with every imaginable band poster lining the walls and music playing at the perfect volume to mask light conversations. Nightfall brought an array of personalities to the establishment, each seemingly more eccentric than the last. As a group filed in through the door, you recognized Hip’s boyfriend Mosh by his neon pink hair that Hip had talked so much about. He and several members of the group took a straight line toward your booth, the awkward pressure of social interactions began weighing on you as you wanted to make a good impression.

He’d introduced you to so many people, all as unique as their names, and the conversation was volleying really well. Your initial anxieties had began to falter but resumed in full force as another group entered. They were much bigger and menacing but there was a certain allure that made you silently wish for them to wander over to your booth the same way that Mosh and his crew had. You’d lost all presence in conversation with them as you were captivated by a red head that had sat himself up at the top bar.

The bartender didn’t even take his order, he simply poured him a glass of liquor and went on serving the others with him. He tipped the glass back with painted fingernails and took a glance around the room which allowed you to get a full view. He was clad in black with a matching bandana keeping tuffs of hair from falling across his face. His button up was littered with an array of patches from metal and punk bands that you recognized, as well as a Jolly Roger that somewhat resembled his features. The most striking part of his look was the thick eyeliner and deep red lipstick that beautifully contrasted his pale skin. The ambient lighting reflected off his piercings and only served to enhance his features.

The air was becoming suffocating, especially when he made eye contact with you and held it for a few seconds too long. You couldn’t make out the expression on his stern face and could feel your own heating up. Looking away, you couldn’t help but feel embarrassed about getting caught staring. You’d never seen someone quite like him before and he was undeniably attractive. Without even speaking a word, he’d dominated your whole non-verbal exchange. You were thankful when you glanced up and saw that Mosh had turned in a way that shielded him from your view.

“That’s what I’m saying! Suicidal Tendencies is a great band and I’m a fan of their stuff but there’s something about Bad Religion that just can’t be topped.”, you’d caught the tail end of Hip’s conversation, “Even Kidd, who would argue for the sake of arguing, agrees.”

Mosh and the others shared in a chorus of mixed reactions but nothing could’ve prepared you for the gruff voice that yelled over them all, “Bad Religion fucks and anyone who says otherwise can eat a dick.” The pool of people that were previously acting as your shield had split open to allow entrance for the very person whom you’d just had a staring contest with.

“Speak of the devil and he shall appear.”, Hip stated sarcastically which caused you and a few others to giggle, he must’ve been the infamous Kidd.

“What’re you laughin’ at? I don’t think I’ve seen you here before.”, his expression was much less intimidating than before and you could tell he was just messing with you, but it didn’t help you to be any less flustered.

Something about the way he spoke coupled with the fact that it was directed at you was causing you to short circuit. Hip graciously chimed in that the two of you were friends and that she wanted you to meet everyone. He didn’t say much in regard to her statement, instead opting to stick around with your group. It didn’t take long for his original crew to shuffle over your way and because they all knew each other, which easily allowed them to overpower the mixed chatter, you stayed mostly silent.

There didn’t seem to be many good moments to jump in but you had to admit that you were enjoying listening to them talk, Kidd especially. Your interest in him was beginning to branch beyond his aesthetic as more of his personality displayed itself during interactions with friends that he clearly cared a lot for. You couldn’t think of any other time in your life that you’d come across anyone who’d captivated you in this same way.

As the night passed into early morning, the once rowdy group having significantly dwindled in size, Hip encouraged everyone to head outside for some fresh air and a smoke break. Even more members of the group took that as their sign to leave and suddenly those left from your booth included only you, Hip, Mosh, Kidd, and Kidd’s best friend Killer who’d remained just about as silent as you had. In a turn of conversation that you hadn’t anticipated, Killer mentioned that he needed Hip and Mosh to accompany him inside as he had something he’d been meaning to show them.

All the past glances of admiration toward the red head sat heavy on your shoulders as you awkwardly stood alone with him, lingering somewhat uncomfortably as he polished off a cigarette. You felt the need to say something but your nerves were so flared that you just couldn’t come up with anything. He was not at all trying to shy away from the fact that he was eyeing you and resolved to cut through the building tension after a few painstakingly long moments.

“Hip seemed pretty damn proud of herself for draggin’ you here.”, he leant up against the building, leveraging himself to face you.

“She’s been asking me to come for a little while now, I’ve just been so busy…”, you trailed off, “I’m glad I got to come tonight, it was nice meeting all of you.”

He laughed at your statement and it almost seemed condescending. Any confidence that you were trying to build in his presence came tumbling down. He didn’t strike you as a person who would have conversations with someone for the hell of it and he had no obligation to stand with you, but something about the whole interaction was stiff and uncomfortable. In that moment, it felt like you shouldn’t be there, like you were annoying him and intruding in his space.

“I don’t think anyone has ever said that meeting me has been nice, let alone that they were glad.”, he laughed some more and glanced away from your face, “Look, I’m just gonna to say it, I saw how you were lookin’ at me in there and I’m down if you are. We can either go to my place or yours, whatever makes you comfortable.”

To describe the emotions you were feeling as floored was an understatement. You had a sinking suspicion as to what his words insinuated and when he looked back at you in waiting, your thoughts were confirmed. It wasn’t like that, in fact you hadn’t even considered that as a possibility. Of course he was undeniably attractive, but you’d built a genuine interest in who he was as a person.

You felt bad to not at least say goodbye to Hip, but that could be rectified later. You were so embarrassed and torn between being flattered or offended. Had you really made it seem like you only wanted to sleep with him? The whole situation was incredibly suffocating, you desperately needed an escape. You noticed his expression falter as you pulled out your keys, your change in body language immediately indicating your answer.

“I wasn’t trying to...”, you couldn’t finish your sentence, let alone meet his eyes, “I’m sorry, I’m just gonna head home.”

The feeling of shame and embarrassment rose exponentially as you settled in your car and made the drive home. This was obviously a mistake and each time you had declined Hip’s invitation prior was a hidden grace. A part of you wanted to talk with Hip about the situation to get some clarity, but your feelings felt so baseless. Was this even something worth talking about?

However, as fate would have it, your choice in the matter would soon be taken from you as your cellphone rang with an unknown number flashing across the screen.

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A/N: Thank you for reading! All characters presented in the story have been caricatured to fit the desired plot devices. Some interactions and situations may read out of character, this is only to progress the story and does not reflect my view of their canon personalities.

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#kid pirates #one piece #one piece fanfiction #anime #one piece x reader #eustass kid #killer one piece #eustass captain kidd #captain kid #eustass captain kid #captain kid x reader #eustass kid x reader #massacre soldier killer

[kookygranger]

what is my boyfriend towtruck!Eddie doing on this fine 4/20 weekend?

Haha, I’m the worst person to ask this, @storiesbyrhi can vouch, but I’m so glad you did. If we don’t include our own experiences in our stories then who are we? 

For you and our tow truckin' boy @bettyfrommars ✨

Warnings: 18+ thank you, swearing, mentions of masturbation, drug use

On this rare Saturday with nothing on your to-do list that couldn’t be put off, you’d decided to take advantage of the miserable weather and curl up with a book. 

That’s where you were when your phone rang. Tangled in blankets, a warm mug of tea on your bedside table, your apartment lit in warm lighting from the strategically placed lamps around the place.

Your head was still in the story that had captured you for hours when you answered.

“Heello?”

“Hey, baby.”

“Eddie.” Your voice lifts in soft recognition, but the boy is hardly anymore grounded than you in this moment. “Did you just get off?” You place your book pages down in your little nest and glance at the rain still pelting your windows, hoping Hawkins was a little more dry today.

“Well, uh…that’s kinda what I’m calling about.” 

His tone helps you drift back to reality, back straightening at the hazy slur of his words. 

“…are you high?”

You can practically hear the goofy grin over the line, “Wellll, it is four twenty.”

You glance at the red numbers on your alarm clock, “It’s 6:48.” Shit, you should really get something together for dinner. The breathy laugh that escapes him makes you smile.

“No, baby. I mean like, it’s the 20th of April. Four twenty, get it? I guess I forgot how much you hate holidays.”

“That’s not a thing,” you laugh. 

“It is! Very important holiday to us wasters I’ll have you know.”

There’s a pause as you search through your memories of the boy you’d only known briefly albeit intensely. “Eddie, I don’t know…I’ve never seen you smoke, I had no idea.”

You hear a shuffle on the other end of the line, and you imagine him straightening up in his bed as his voice becomes serious. 

“Oh, well yeah–it’s kinda like what I’m known for. I used to…” he clears his throat, “Well actually I dealt in high school. I guess Robin never told you that. I mean I don’t now! And I barely smoke anymore–well compared to what I used to–I’d never while I was working obviously–“

Your giggles cut off his rambling, “Eddie relax, I don’t care.” His exhale of relief shoots through your ear.

“Shit, sorry I panicked for a second there.” You laugh again. “Guess I’ll just have to bring some stuff up next time I see you sweetheart.”

“Oh, well…”

“Robin I don’t feel good.” Oh god there it is. How is this supposed to be a good feeling? “Oh my god you’re so pale.” “This feels really weird.” Are you sitting up or lying down? Why can’t you feel your shoulders? Have you ever been able to feel your shoulders? Are you sitting up or laying down? “Oh shit, I think you’re greening out.” “I’m gonna throw up.” “I don’t know what to do!”

“I tried it once and I don’t think it’s for me.”

“Bummer,” Eddie mumbles, “I thought it’d be good for your…”

“High functioning anxiety and chronic pain? Yeah me too.”

“Shit, sweetheart.”

You shrug, “It’s okay. I’m content with a cocktail at the end of the day.” 

The playfulness in Eddie’s voice returns and you can just picture the dimples that punctuate his next words, “Well you can have one now and we could uh, talk.” You’re about to ask him what he thinks you’re doing now. “You know I’ve been thinking about two things all day.” His voice drops an octave, sending a tingle down your spine.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah. Ever since I got in that truck this morning all I could think about was clocking off when I could roll one and talk to you.”

It’s almost cute. Your initial reaction is lovesick, but there’s something in his tone that’s throwing you off. 

“Wait…Eddie are you trying to have phone sex?”

“…no?”

You cackle, “You are! That’s why you called me high off your ass.”

“It’s one joint baby, calm down.” He’s defensive. Bummed that his plan didn’t work.

“All of this ‘cause of a made up stoners holiday?”

“No! I just miss you alright?! Is that such a crime? Wanted to hear your voice instead of just imagining it like always.” You almost don’t catch the last sentence over your laughing.

“Aw, you think about me when you jerk off?”

He scoffs, “Of course I do. Don’t–don’t you?”

You hum, “Yeah like 95 percent of the time.”

“What?!”

“You know how I feel about Christian Slater.”

“Whatever, I’m just gonna hang up and enjoy my time in peace alright.”

“Aw no! Wait, I love you, jerk off to me talking about my day.”

“Fuck you.” 

Your laughter turns into hysterics when the phone rings eight seconds after he hung up. 

“I didn’t mean that.” 

“I know you didn’t. Shall we start again?”

“Yes, please.” 

“Hey Eds. Did you just get off?”

More towtruck!Eddie and city girl here ✨

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfic #towtruck!eddie #she writes

[allastoredeer]

Hola I was wondering if you are planning to dive more deep in the hypnosis headcanon, or if Vox will try it again on Alastor later on, in your fic, and Lucy will smack the shit out of him.

Like is your plot gonna have the vees as secondary villains, who tries and fail to sabotage the hotel or are they gonna totally give up on conquering hell now that the king is back?

I know Alastor made them think that he and Lucy are together, but Vox didn’t actually believed that they were a thing the first time they were presumably caught in sexual activities. I felt like he just wanted to rile Alastor up during the meeting and getting any reaction out of him, probably cause he craves Alastor’s attention…so i don’t think he fully believes that Alastor loves Lucifer still, cause in his mind Alastor is his. He saw him first kinda of logic XD

Like Imagine if Vox convinces himself that ‘his Alastor’ is being forced to do what the king wants cause of a supposed deal, made after he disappeared, So he tries to save him or whatever, always getting between Lucifer and Alastor, asking him out in front of Lucy, and overall being a gentle soul to Al which only scares the shit out of the deer, who wants nothing to do with him. Eheh I love Vox being a delusional IPad

Also is Lucifer gonna get possessive of Al later on? Cause that’s my fav kind

Thank you for listening 🫶

Oooh hooo hooo twosouls out here asking the real questions. Some of which I can't answer due to spoilers, which in and of itself is an answer, I guess.

With Vox in "Damage Control," he was in a very weird, confrontational, possessive state about the whole thing, especially during the Overlord meeting. He kept going at Alastor and accusing him of things he was doing with Lucifer, and being a general out of control mess, but when Alastor more or less "confirms" that it's true, his immediate reaction is to deny it. He may have been going at Alastor, demanding to know what these rumors were about, but deep down, you're right, he didn't actually believe they were true.

He was just acting out because of his own complicated feelings for Alastor. He doesn't like this rumor and how much it's spreading throughout the city. It brought out a lot of old, ugly memories and he is not reacting to them well. Seeing Alastor face to face again, for the first time, definitely doesn't help.

As for Lucifer getting possessive of Al 😏 I guess we'll see, won't we.

All I can say that Vox and the Vee's are going to get involved later on in the series, and I'm excited to get into it.

#heheheh #I've got so much planned #these are fantastic questions though #im gonna have to be a little tight lipped about some of them #but yes #the Vee's will definitely get involved later on #and we're not done with Vox yet either #I've got some shit planned believe you me #asks #hazbin hotel #hazbin alastor #alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #the radio demon #lucifer morningstar #lucifer magne #appleradio #hazbin lucifer #hazbin hotel lucifer #radioapple #lucifer hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor the radio demon #hazbin vox #hazbin hotel vox #the vees #vox the tv demon #vox hazbin hotel #twosouls77 #Just Kiss Already