#I’m so fucking excited for her to get to the reveal oh my GOD

[tapesfrom1980]

first meet premiere , walker scobell x fem! actress reader

ps: for the dress, think greta lee’s oscars after party ‘24. this was so half assed i’m so sorry

“oh my god y/n!”

y/n grinned as she threw open the hotel room door to reveal her bestfriend, mckenna.

“look at you! you could walk on a runaway right now and no one would think you’re out of place.” mckenna gushed as she hugged her bestfriend.

“me? i feel like i should be bowing down at you just by being able to look at you!” y/n laughed as she pulled away from the hug.

it was the premiere night for ghostbusters: frozen empire. mckenna had invited a couple of her friends, including y/n. y/n knew she was extremely proud of the movie and wanted her loved ones there with her.

“i am so excited. i really hope you love the movie as much as i do.”

“i already know it’s gonna be amazing. thank you for inviting me.” y/n smiled warmly at the blonde girl.

“AND you’re gonna meet walker, aryan, charlie, leah, and dior. they’ve been so busy with the press but now you’ll be able to meet them! especially walker.” mckenna winked knowingly as she sat down on the hotel room bed.

y/n rolled her eyes playfully and sat down next to her. “i will actually hurt you if you try anything today mckenna.” mckenna feigned hurt and gasped dramatically.

“what ever are you talking about my dearest y/n? i would never do anything like that.” y/n bumped her shoulder jokingly.

“i’m excited to meet them though.” mckenna raised her eyebrows suggestively. “all of them mckenna.” y/n waved her off.

“besides, tonight is going to be all about you. i’m not focusing on some guy instead of my best friend.” y/n laid her head on the blonde girl’s shoulder.

“i know, but it would make me really happy if you guys finally talked.” mckenna laid her head on top of y/n’s. “i know you better than anyone y/n and i know you’re gonna have a good time with walker.”

y/n groaned dramatically but smiled.

“alright, alright. let’s get going.” y/n stood up and held out her hand for mckenna to grab.

“we are going to have. so. much. fun.”

-

“aryan! oh my gosh!” mckenna rushed to engulf a tall brown boy in a hug. y/n smiled fondly as she watched them. she realized the rest of the group was behind him and pursed her lips.

fuck.

“guys! this is the girl ive been telling you about, my bestfriend, y/n l/n!” mckenna pulled away from aryan and pulled y/n next to her.

“hi guys.” y/n smiled and waved shyly to the group, suddenly feeling very anxious.

“you look beautiful y/n! i love your dress!” leah went to give y/n a hug, dior following.

“thank you! i love your makeup!” y/n grinned, suddenly feeling a surge of confidence.

“dior your hair looks stunning. i’m so jealous.” y/n complimented, genuinely amazed by the girl.

“me?? look at you!” dior beamed.

“this is charlie, that’s aryan as you already know,” mckenna grinned. “and that’s walker.” y/n looked up at the 3 boys in front of her.

she had already met aryan and loved him, but she had yet to meet charlie and walker.

“it’s so good to see you again aryan.” y/n wrapped her arms around aryans neck and squeezed him.

“you look amazing as always, y/n.” aryan smiled back at the girl as they pulled away. y/n thanked him and turned to charlie.

“it’s so nice to meet you charlie, hi!!” y/n beamed, feeling a rush of adrenaline upon meeting the group.

“it’s really lovely meeting you y/n, i can’t believe mckennas been hiding you for this long.” charlie joked as mckenna rolled her eyes.

“i’ve been telling you for ages how great she is.” she huffed as y/n laughed.

“and this is walker.” mckenna smirked knowingly. y/n took a deep breath and turned to the boy behind her. he had been awfully quiet the entire time and in a trance. it wasn’t until aryan shoved his shoulder slightly that he came to.

“you look beautiful y/n.” walker breathed out. he admired the dress she was wearing. it was a white silky custom Loewe dress with the back exposed. her hair was in a wavy sleek middle part, tucked behind her ears on both sides with golden clips.

y/n felt her face warm, but smiled nonetheless. “thank you. you look really nice too.” she ignored her heart pounding inside her chest and wrapped her arms around walker, who was slightly towering over her.

y/n’s face was hot, and she refused to glance at mckenna as she knew what she would be doing.

“sooo, are you guys ready?”

-

“if i take one more step i think my legs will actually snap off.”

the 4 girls threw themselves on the bed. leah’s face was smushed into the comforter, 100% leaving traces of her makeup on it. dior groaned and covered herself with as much of the blanket as she could. y/n and mckenna held each other dramatically like they haven’t slept in 10 years.

soon after the premiere, they had attended the after party that lasted for almost 4 hours.

“my head is killing me.” y/n grumbled against mckennas neck. the guys were in the same mood, not bothering to take their suit jackets off. y/n couldn’t see them but she figured they too, were slumped.

y/n decided to get up after a couple of minutes, refusing to sleep with her makeup on. the girls were long gone in sleep and y/n was careful to not wake them.

she looked down at mckenna, realizing one of her lashes was now stuck on the blondes shoulder. y/n snickered quietly to herself, taking off her heels before getting up.

“you look just as gorgeous you know, one lash and all.” y/n jumped as she turned around, realizing walker was still awake.

they had talked more at the after party but the obvious mutual attraction between the 2 made y/n shy away from him.

“you’re funny.” y/n playfully rolled her eyes, smiling at him tiredly. he flashed her the same smile back but continued.

“i’m serious.”

“you’re really sweet walker.” they held eye contact for a couple of seconds before y/n finally looked away.

she realized mckenna was right, she didn’t wanna keep hiding away.

“do you wanna go for a walk?”

“yes.” without skipping a beat, walker got up.

“okay.” she pursed her lips to hide her excitement. remembering how cold it was outside, she let her eyes scanned the room as she tried to remember where her jacket was.

“shit, i left my jacket in my room.” y/n covered her face with her hands in frustration. so much for a walk alone with him.

“are you trying to get out of this walk with me? because it’s not going to work.” walker joked with a raised brow. he walked over to y/n and took off his suit jacket and placed it around her instead. he stood inches away from her, fixing it to make sure she’d be nice and warm.

y/n tried to avoid eye contact, heart racing as he delicately put it on her. she swore she was going to pass out.

“won’t you get cold?” y/n looked up at him, trying to hide her giddiness. walker shook his head with a small smile.

“don’t worry about it. i’d rather walk in the cold then miss this opportunity. especially with you.”

“i’m gonna punch you.” y/n grinned at the curly haired boy, taking his hand and quickly exiting the room together. after closing the door shut, she realized she didn’t take a keycard to be able to come back with. or her phone.

as if walker was reading her mind, he laughed out loud. “don’t worry, we’ll just knock till the door falls off and one of them wakes up.” y/n laughed but nodded.

“come on!” she gripped tighter onto his hand and started running down the hotel hallway. the pair tried to contain their laughs as they knew if they got caught they’d be sent back to their rooms.

“where are we going?” walker asked between breaths.

“i don’t know!” y/n beamed back at him.

they ran until they found a door that brought them outside. y/n sighed in content as the cold air hit her. she hesitantly let go of walkers hand and she swore she saw him about to hold it again.

“the breeze feels so nice.” y/n closed her eyes happily and stood still for a second. when she opened them again, she looked back at walker who was gazing at her with a smile.

“what?” she smiled back at him, suddenly feeling shy underneath his gaze.

“would you ever wanna like…i don’t know..hang out? go out?” walker blurted out at last. y/n grinned and took a step closer.

“is the walker scobell asking me out?” she gasped playfully. she swears she saw his face get red.

“yes. i am.” he admitted genuinely.

“i’d love to.”

y/n.l/n: late night shenanigans 😴 @walker.scobell

walker.scobell: I wonder who this handsome mysterious young lad is

y/n.l/n: 😬😬i wouldn’t say all that..

mckennagraceful: I KNEW IT.

y/n.l/n: LEAVEEE

aryansimhadri: WHEN WAS THIS??? HELLO??

leahsavajeffries: You and me both Aryan

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #walker scobell #walker scobell x reader #walker scobell x y/n

[captainswan618]

Somehow I don’t think she’ll be disappointed when she gets to Stolen Century lmaooo

#taz balance #I’m so fucking excited for her to get to the reveal oh my GOD #it’s going to be INCREDIBLE #also I’m lowkey trying to plan it out so I meet up with her right after she listens to 59 wearing the red robe from my taako + lup cosplays #I just think the comedy value of her finally learning that they’re all red robes #and then me just IMMEDIATELY waltzing up in a red robe #would be fucking amazing #I’m not sure the timing will work out though bc I think she might get to 59 during break #we’ll see #maybe I could just do it after she finishes the whole thing idk #but I think it wouldn’t hit quite as hard :/ #the saga of my ipre backpack #captainswan618 talks too much

[daisynik7]

so first off all i wanted to say that i LOVE your writing.

but, if you don’t mind, could you make an NSFW fic about a dilf! toji with his babysitter. but like cheating.

so basically toji has a wife but he’s cheating on her with the babysitter(whose like 10 years younger than him).

i’d really love if you could do it

thanks bookie🫶🏽

Pairing: dilf!Toji x babysitter!reader

Rating: Explicit – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Word Count: ~1.7k

cw: age gap (reader is 21, Toji is in his 30s), language, cheating, smut – PIV sex (doggy style), breeding kink, daddy kink

Author’s Notes: Thank you for your kind words, you are too sweet! This is my very first Toji fic EVER, so I was very excited (and nervous!) to write it. I hope I did it justice, this is such a delicious idea for him. Also, I have never read the manga, so if the characterization is off, I’m so sorry! I really, really hope you like this one! Divider created by @/fic-dumpster.

You stand in front of a quaint house, checking your watch for the time. It’s been almost ten minutes now since you knocked, no answer. You gave the number from the listing a call, still nothing. Rolling your eyes, you take a seat on the steps leading to the door, waiting.

It’s the summer before you head back to university for your senior year. In an attempt to make some extra cash, you took a job as a babysitter through local ads in the paper. The first two clients were completely normal; this one is already leaving a bad taste in your mouth. 

Fifteen minutes have passed. You try once more, pounding on the door with your fist as loud as you can. Heel turned, ready to leave, it suddenly swings open, revealing a muscular man with black hair, glaring at you. “What the fuck do you want?” 

You step back, startled by his intimidating presence. Stuttering, you answer, “I’m the babysitter.”

He continues to stare at you, eyes following your body up and down, studying it. “Babysitter?”

Before you can explain any further, you hear a car rolling into the driveway. A woman in professional attire steps out quickly. “I’m so sorry I’m late!” She rushes towards you, holding her hand out to shake yours. “We spoke on the phone. I got stuck in traffic, I’m so sorry.”

You smile at her. “It’s okay.”

She faces the man, expression switching from cheery to dreary in an instant. “Toji, where is Megumi?”

He scratches his head. “Huh?”

“Megumi. Our child.”

He sighs. “Right. Uh, I’ll go get him.” 

While he’s gone, the woman pulls you aside, speaking in a hushed voice. “That’s Toji, my husband and Megumi’s father. Unfortunately, he’s a complete deadbeat. That’s why I want to hire you. I started my new job and I need someone to take care of Megumi while I’m gone during the day.”

She swallows hard, blinking to fight off oncoming tears. “I have no one. I’ve been shunned by my family, my husband doesn’t give a shit about ours, and I’m all alone trying to give Megumi a good life. I know this is a lot to ask, but I’m desperate. This is just until I can save enough money to hire a full-time nanny.”

She grips onto your wrist with both her hands, begging for help. Truthfully, it’s a lot to unravel, more drama than you anticipated. But the anguish in her eyes tugs at your heartstrings. Plus, knowing it’s temporary doesn’t make it seem so difficult. How bad can it be? “Okay. I’ll do it.”

Relief washes over her. “Oh thank god. Thank you. Thank you. Let’s go inside and I can give you a tour.” She leads you through the entrance, removing her shoes as you follow her. “Oh, and one more thing.”

“Sure.”

“Toji is home most of the day, but he’s always couped up in his room, doing god knows what. Just leave a meal or two outside his door twice a day. That should be enough.”

“Huh?!” 

She glances at you with a nervous smile on her face. “Yeah. I told you, he’s good for nothing.”

You don’t respond while you maneuver through the house, barely paying attention while she shows you around. It almost sounds like you’ll be babysitting two children…

~~~

The first two weeks of your new job go by smoothly. Megumi is an adorable baby; he’s almost two-years-old with hair as black as his father’s. While he never really smiles, he doesn’t cry either, expression usually stern, unless he needs a diaper change. He’s self-sufficient, always immersed by his own toys until it’s time to eat. Overall, he’s easy. 

Toji, on the other hand, is another story. 

You follow his wife’s instructions, leaving two meals outside his door, breakfast and lunch. And this asshole has the audacity to critique it! The bread wasn’t toasted enough. The eggs were too runny. There wasn’t enough seasoning on the meat. All this criticism while each plate is licked clean, not a crumb to spot. He’s never even uttered a simple thank you. 

But what he lacks in social skills or personality, he makes up for in his physique. In between meals, he works out in the living room lifting weights, doing push-ups, sit-ups, and pull-ups at the frame of the door. It lasts for over an hour, and by the end of it, he’s shirtless, dripping with sweat. You’ve done everything in your power to avoid staring but it doesn’t prevent your mind from conjuring all types of lewd thoughts about him. You’re ashamed to admit that he is physically attractive, only because everything else about him is utter trash. Still, it doesn’t hurt to look, right?

On the third week, there’s a shift in energy between you two. When he isn’t working out or going out to meet with his sketchy friends, he’s usually couped up in his bedroom, ignoring you and Megumi. This morning, he actually joins you in the kitchen. You stare blankly at him, stunned by his sudden appearance. Megumi is unfazed by his father as he tries to pull your wrist towards him to get a spoonful of mushed up peas. 

When he catches you, Toji glares. “What?”

“Um, nothing. Just surprised to see you here.” You clear your throat, focusing back on the baby. 

He rolls his eyes. “This is my house. I can do whatever I want.”

“Yes, of course. Sir.”

For some reason, this triggers him. He stands up abruptly, stepping to you, leaning his face towards yours. The scar on the corner of his lip twitches when he gives you a wicked grin. “That’s right. I’m in charge here.”

You flinch from him, scared, maybe even slightly aroused. He’s intense, that’s for sure. But part of you finds it exhilarating to be in his presence. 

Megumi whines for more food, to which Toji grabs the utensil from your hands to start feeding him. “Damn kid, he’s hungry all the fucking time.”

You sit up in your seat, regaining your composure. “You shouldn’t curse in front of children.”

He faces you, chuckling. “Curse? Seriously? What are you, five?”

You cross your arms, answering, “I’m twenty-one.”

“Interesting.” There’s that naughty smirk again, as if he’s thinking something obscene in that twisted head of his. And while you should be turned off, you’re not. You squeeze your legs together, pussy throbbing between your thighs. And of course, he notices this. He must, because he leans forward, lips grazing your ear, whispering, “Come by my room whenever Megumi is taking his nap. That’s an order.”

~~~

This is bad. Very, very bad. 

You're supposed to be better than this. Clearly, you aren’t, because you’re currently getting railed by your employer’s husband while his child sleeps peacefully in the next room.

“Fuck, this pussy is tight,” he groans, pumping his thick cock in and out of you. You’re bent over the edge of the bed, his hips smacking against your ass as he thrusts into you. He’s got a tight grip on your hips, nails digging into your flesh, pounding away at your greedy pussy, absolutely drenched with arousal and lube. Your face is sticky with perspiration, pillow soaked with sweat and drool. It’s a fucking mess, but it doesn’t matter, because all you can think about is Toji fucking you until you’re seeing stars. Until your head is empty and nothing but his fat cock is occupying your thoughts.

“God, you’re squeezing me so fucking hard, princess. You gonna come again?”

You nod erratically, reaching your fingers to your clit. He smacks it away, doing it himself, his thumb flicking against your swollen bud. “Fucking come on my cock then. Make it nice and creamy for me, got it?”

His cock is buried deep inside you, hitting your sweet spot over and over until you unravel, gushing around him once more. You’ve lost count on how many orgasms you’ve had in this short amount of time. 

After your climax, he doesn’t pull out, fucking you even rougher. Your body is pliant around him, yielding to his every touch like putty. You’ve lost control of yourself, completely enraptured in the intense pleasure he surrounds you with. 

He leans forward, chest pressed to your back, lips brushed to your ear. “I’m gonna knock you up. Give Megumi a little brother or sister. Would you like that?” He’s crazy. Completely unhinged. Absolutely fucking psycho. 

“Fuck yes, I want that,” you moan. “Give it to me, daddy. Breed me.” 

And apparently, so are you. 

“Oh fuck yeah, take my fucking cum then,” he growls. The bed creaks violently below you, his backshots brutal and frantic now, cock desperate for release. “I’m gonna get you fucking pregnant. Make you mine.”

He shoots his hot load inside you, stuffing you full of his cum. He doesn’t stop until he’s fucked it deeper into your pussy, watching with that sexy look on his face as his creamy cum leaks out of your slit.

Lifting you up to lay comfortably on the bed, he rolls beside you, kissing you sloppily until Megumi’s whimpers blare through the baby monitor, indicating that he’s awake. Toji laughs, smacking your ass as you crawl over him to return to your real job. 

~~~

You spend the remainder of your summer employed at the Fushiguro household until you have to go back to school. You and Toji continue to fuck each other silly every day that you’re working. 

The day before you leave for college, you say your goodbyes to the family. Megumi’s mom, who remains blissfully unaware of your sins, hugs you tightly. “Thank you so much for all your help. I’ve finally saved enough money to afford a full-time nanny, so we’ll be fine.” 

“It was my pleasure. I had a lot of fun. With Megumi,” you clarify, avoiding Toji’s gaze as he watches from the kitchen. 

“Seriously. You’re a good person. I hope you know that.” She smiles, truly grateful. “And thank you for taking care of my good for nothing husband too.”

As the guilt of this dirty, filthy secret eats away at you, Toji stares at you from across the room, smirking. 

#toji x reader #toji fushiguro #jjk toji #dilf toji #toji smut #toji x you #toji x y/n #fushiguro toji #toji jjk #jujutsu kaisen toji #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #toji fushiguro smut #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x you #jjk request #requests #toji request

[angelicdanvers]

BREATHE DEEPER | three.

a charlie bushnell x fem!reader social media fic.

y/n

liked by iamplvtinum, iamcharliebushnell, walker.scobell, and others

y/n — pretty when u cry. plvtinum. tonight.

tagged | iamplvtinum

iamplvtinum BEST DIRECTOR

iamplvtinum absolutely honoured to have you ↳ y/n bro i should be thanking YOU for letting me join ↳ y/n THANK YOOOOU

iamcharliebushnell LITERALLY WHAT

iamcharliebushnell THIS IS THE MOST EXCITING DROP

iamcharliebushnell ITS GIVING SCREAM & AHS ↳ y/n 🤭 mighta been the inspo

walker.scobell HOLY ZEUS ↳ y/n holy poseidon

leahsavajeffries OH MY GOD YOU DIDNT EVEN TELL US ABOUT THIS?!$:&/@; ↳ y/n oopsies 🫣

yasmeenfletcher THATS MY SISTAH ↳ y/n LOVE U MEENA

iamcharliebushnell im surprised you didn’t spoil this to me ↳ y/n trust me im just as shocked ↳ iamcharliebushnell did you tell anyone is the question 🤨 ↳ y/n yes your mom ↳ iamcharliebushnell 😃

leahsavajeffries PRETTY LITTLE THING TELLING PRETTY LIES ↳ y/n GO LEAH GO

dior.n.goodjohn ANGEL NUMBERS TATTED ON HER THIGH ↳ y/n THIS IS AMAZING

levizmiller i’m so proud of you ❤️ ↳ y/n thank you, love you lev <3

william.franklyn.miller I SEE U I SEE U 🫣 ↳ y/n EXPECT A STYLE WHEN U SEE ME NEXT MISTER

iamcharliebushnell im back because i still can’t get over how epic this is ↳ y/n STOP BEING SO CUTE ↳ iamcharliebushnell “pretty little thing telling pretty lies” YEAH SHE DEFINITELY IS ↳ y/n THAT WAS THE BEST REFERENCE ↳ iamcharliebushnell BUT ITS TRUE DUMMY ↳ y/n OI I DIDN'T LIE ABOUT YOU BEING CUTE ↳ iamcharliebushnell neither did i, pretty little thing

user no way charlie made such a conspicuous reference 🤭 ↳ user2 NO FR THIS IS INSANE

user3 IM SO CONFUSED IS SHE DATING CHARLIE??? ↳ user4 LOL IDK BUT I LOVE WHATEVER THEY ARE

user5 UR SO TALENTEDDD ↳ y/n THANK YOU ILY

— taglist.

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thank you so much for all the love on chapters one and two! hopefully this chapter reveals more of the state of charlie & y/n's relationship hehe :) i had so much fun writing this because every time i listen to the song i think of slasher films 😅

as always, i will continue updating the taglist :)

i love you and am so proud of you, stay safe and drink water <3

#charlie bushnell #charlie bushnell x reader #charlie bushnell x you #percy jackson and the olympians #percy jackson #pjo #pjotv #social media fic #luke castellan #percy jackson x reader

[xxblairexxss]

Who are you? p.2

Pairing : Charles Leclerc x reader

Theme : Fluff, I think

Word count : 2.9k

Warning! Poorly translated French

Part 1 Part 3

It was your second time meeting the country’s gem boy but it surely wasn’t a smooth one.

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"I’m gonna put you here. Oh my God! I’m so excited!” You squealed and dipped your hand into the large box of new clothes that had just been delivered. Linda was all ready for your little haul, like she always was while putting her face mask on. "I bought this dress!"

"It’s so cute! Try it on!”

"What? Right now?" You were in jeans and a crop top, waiting for your VIP driver to pick you up as promised or as you were forced to agree two days ago. You didn’t know if he was the right on time person or someone who never bothered to check the time, so you got yourself ready for the day early because you surely couldn’t survive another round of humiliating yourself in front of the country’s precious gem again.

"There’s like 20 minutes left. He’s not going to knock on the door any second. Quick, try it on! I want to see how it is on you!” Linda assured.

"Fine. Give me a second.” You took out the dress from the packaging, stripped yourself until you were left in your underwear, and slipped the dress on.

It was pretty, as you pictured it would be but it was tight. Too tight.

You definitely picked the wrong size that you couldn’t even walk properly in it.

"Damn! You look good!” Your best friend’s eyes widened as you walked into the frame, completely ignoring your suffocating expression. "Why is the upper part a little loose?"

"I picked the wrong size! I can’t even zip up the back.” You whined and tried to reach the zip part. "Oh, I got it.” You pulled it up, roughly three quarters from the full length, and gave up when it put you out of breath. "Nah, it’s too tight."

"It looks so freaking beautiful! You would be getting all eyes if you ever wore that in public!"

"Only after I change it to the right size because now—oh no." You frowned, tugging on the zipper a little harder. It won’t budge.

"What? Y/N, what?"

"It’s stuck!" You cried and tugged on the zipper again. "What am I supposed to do?"

"How can you get stuck in the dress?” Linda, being the most amazing friend you could ever ask for, burst out laughing.

"It’s not funny! I need—" You whirled your head towards the door as the bell rang. "Fuck! He’s here. What should I say?"

"Ask for his help!” Linda suggested as she wiped the tears from her eyes.

"He can’t see me looking like this! Are you kidding me? Talk to you later.” You ended the call before she went into another round of laughter as the bell rang once again.

"Hey?" Charles tilted his head, brows arched as you opened the door with the chain on, which only allowed him to see you from the small gap. "Your appointment is in 5 minutes."

"I’m going with someone else. Sorry for troubling you.” You moved your face away as if the door would hit you when he pushed the door back.

"I thought you had made an agreement with Charles Monaco?”

"I don’t have time for a joke!” You shut him up and groaned. "I can’t go out like this."

"Like what? What is the problem this time?"

"Like this!" You whined.

"In case you didn’t realise, I can only see your head. What do you actually want to show me?” He heard the chain went loose as you closed the door.

"This.."

Charles stepped back when you opened the door all the way, much wider this time, revealing your little dress that grasped every curve of your body. "Dang, you tryna hit the club with that sprained wrist?"

"No, I’m going to punch that pretty face of yours." You stepped aside as he walked in. Just like everyone else’s first time being in a new area, he started looking around, waiting for you to elaborate further on your problems. You, on the other hand, were unable to look at him or bring up the topic, though it felt like you were going to faint anytime soon for the lack of oxygen.

"So? Your problem is?” He took another glimpse of you before checking his watch. "There’s no sense of urgency in that gorgeous body of yours, I see."

You locked your gaze on your feet and mumbled. "I’m stuck.."

"You what?" His brows were drawn closer, frowning at you.

"I’m stuck in this dress!” You squeezed your eyes shut, preparing yourself for the humiliation that was about to come.

"How the heck did you get stuck in the dress?" Charles wanted to laugh, and he knew you knew he was going to make fun of you too, but seeing you in the dress with your wrist secured in a bandage wrap made him feel bad. "Turn around. Let me see."

"Go ahead." You looked up and glared at him.

"Go ahead, what, silly? I’m trying to help you." He stood there like a statue, waiting for you to turn around because there was no way he would move to your back. He was nearly charged with an attempted murder two days ago, and he definitely didn’t want to take another leap in the dark. And he just met you. No woman would be comfortable enough to show the back of her body to a random guy.

"Go ahead and laugh at me."

"I don’t have time for a laugh, Y/N. We are late! They kept spamming my phone with calls. Just turn around.” He sighed.

You pursed your lips, gathering your hair in one hand as you turned your back on him, waiting for him to fix the zipper.

Charles was astounded. His hands went a little clammy as he saw your half-bare back. The way the body line became more obvious as you moved your arms even by a little bit, stunned him.

"Quit staring!"

"Oh, sorry." He muttered and took a step forward. The zipper was indeed stuck at the spot, as he had to tug on it a little hard to move it down. "Is this okay?"

You just wanted to dig a hole to hide yourself. Nothing could mortify you more than this. Not only did you not recognise the country’s athlete, he was here in your house with your exposed back for him to see. You felt his touch on your back as he pulled the zipper down and had to pray that you weren’t sweating from it. "Yeah, that should be fine. Let me just take this.” You turned around and quickly picked up your jeans and top that you had worn before and scurried to your room to change.

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"We should be able to take your bandage off in two weeks! Until then, please take the medicine if there is any discomfort. If it lasts more than 2 days, give us a call or just come here for a further check-up."

"Oh! Can you.." You took out your phone and went to the notes. "..change the phone number to this one? It’s mine, so it should be easier.” You grinned and handed the phone to the staff.

"No." Charles took the phone away before it reached the staff’s hand.

"What is wrong with you? I’m so sorry. I don’t know this guy and why’s he acting like this.” You sent a glare to the driver and smiled again towards the staff. "Can you just use this phone number, please?” You took the phone back and handed it back, only for it to be in Charles’ hand again.

Your mouths were wide open as he proceeded to speak in French to the staff, completely ignoring you as if this didn’t have anything to do with you at all. The staff nodded and took the phone in his hand as he handed it back to you right away.

"What did you say to her?” You finally asked as you got into the car, after being stopped ten times by his fans for autographs and pictures.

"Oh, I told her she could remove my phone number and proceed with everything in the future with yours.” He arched a brow and smirked, which made you pull your face. "What are you doing?"

"It seems like everyone wants to take a picture with you. I should take my chance too!” You brought up the phone, angled it to where you and Charles were in the frame, and clicked on the snap button. "Gotcha!"

"You need to pay for that.” He turned the engine on and pulled on his seatbelt.

"Yeah, right. Don’t try to scam me. You didn’t ask for money from the fans earlier”. You stared at the picture you just took and cackled at his expression.

"That’s because they asked for my permission. You didn’t. They could sue you."

"Funny!" You pulled the seatbelt as the car started to move and waited for him to pull a face, but he didn't, so your lips went into a straight line. "Wait, are you serious?"

"Yeah. Do I look like I’m playing around?” He turned the blinker on before turning right.

"Do I still get sued if I just keep the pictures on my phone?”

"No, I don’t think so. I can ask my manager about that.” He tilted his head to the right and bit his lips to keep himself from laughing as he saw you gripping your phone with the picture on the screen.

"I’ll just keep it in my photo album. Wait, where are we going? You missed the turn! My apartment is there!”

"Relax! I know!" He kept his gaze forward and proceeded in a straight line.

"Then why aren’t you turning around? I’m calling the police.”

"And tell them what? Charles Monaco is kidnapping you? They won’t do anything.” He turned the blinker again and headed left; your apartment was no longer in sight as he went further away. "You owe me something. Remember when I told you I was in a rush after accidentally hitting you? I had a haircut appointment."

"So we are going to a hair salon? I haven’t been to one since I moved here.” You touched the part of your hair with your free hand while keeping your gaze on the window.

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Charles pulled the door open, allowing you to walk in first as he followed behind. The place was spacious, neat, and decorous. It reminded you a lot of your local hair salon. There were a few people inside getting their hair done, with a few workers walking by.

"Boujour! Est ce que je peux vous aider?" (Hello! Can I help you?)

"Um.." You turned around, waiting for him to take over.

Charles walked all the way to the hairdresser as she hugged him and kissed him on both cheeks. The middle-aged woman then looked over to you and gave off a smile as she said something, as if asking the guy to take a seat while she walked back to get something.

You quickly made your way to Charles and tiptoed to whisper in his ear. "Is she your fan too?"

He looked at you and chuckled. "No, she’s my mom.”

"Are you being real? Stop joking around!”

He twirled the chair around and shrugged. "I’m being serious! She gave birth to me, Y/N."

"Oh.." You breathed out. The woman came back, and you stepped aside as she started working on the haircut while you took a seat on the couch at the back where you were facing them and still within the radius where you could hear them talk, though you didn’t understand anything except for the constant repetition of this one word.

"Elle pensait que je m'appelleais Charles Monaco." (She thought my name was Charles Monaco)

"Vraiment? D’où vient Charles Monaco?" (Really? Where did Charles Monaco come from?)

"Je ne sais pas, mais c’est mignon." (I don’t know but it’s cute)

For the next 20 minutes, you had been playing a game where you had to match the colours of the items together and hit the goal in order to go up to the next level. It was very distracting that you lost track of time and managed to go up to 50 levels ahead until he called your name.

"Making yourself at home? Should I pick you up tomorrow?” He laughed as you quickly stood up and walked over to him. "I’m just kidding."

"Charles!" His name was called out and you tilted your head,nodding at the older woman as she approached both of you with something in her hand. "Ceci est pour vous." (This is for you)

She handed you a small bag full of cute hair clips and kept on patting your arm as she said something to her son. "Ramenez-la à la maison en toute sécurité." (Bring her home safely)

"Thank you so much for these!”You grinned and turned to see that he was looking at you with a smile plastered on his face.

"Take care! Come if you need any haircuts, love!” She hugged you before making her way to treat her other customers as you left the store and headed back to the car with him.

"Oh my God, it’s so cute!" The soft pink hair claw caught your attention the most, so you picked it out and wrapped your hair around it, making your hair into a bun while looking at yourself through the sun visor. "It’s so cute, isn’t it?"

"You look cute with your hair up. Anyway, sorry for dragging you all the way here." He muttered.

"Give me a second. Where is it?" You frowned and dug your fingers inside the bag to find the matching pairs for the strawberry hair clips. "Oh, it’s okay! I got cute hair clips.” You shrugged it off and pin the matching clips to your face framing bang.

"I’m sending you off after this because I have a plan with my friends for dinner. Is it okay for you?” Charles found himself beaming at the sight of you trying every clip on, despite having your hand wrapped up in a bandage.

"What do you mean, is it okay for me? You are supposed to drop me off after your haircut.” The hair clips on your hair were taken off as you dropped them into the bag and left with just the hair claws to keep your hair up.

"Do you not have any plans with your friends?" He asked, picking a random topic to carry a conversation.

"Oh, I don’t have any friends in here.” You replied and played it off with a chuckle. Moving to a new country all on your own was such a new adventure for you that you barely had any time to find some new friends. Your mom kept on saying you weren’t able to find one because you kept on living in your own bubble, but how exactly did you start a friendship with someone who was never in the same school, class, or even neighbourhood with you? D9 you just go to their table and introduce yourself because surely no one would just barge their way into your life just to be friends? "You can just drop me there. I can walk my way up on my own because my hand is the one fully wrapped like a mummy. My legs are all safe and working very well." 

He chuckled as you gave a thumbs up before gathering your stuff in one hand and opening the door as he stopped by the side of the road.

"Are you sure you don’t need my help?"

"Yeup! All good. I don’t want to trouble you anymore.” You pushed the door closed and turned back to head to your apartment.

"Hey, Y/N?"

"Yeah?" Turning around, you bent down a little just to catch his gaze from inside the car.

"We are friends, right? I can be your first friend here in Monaco." 

"I’m not sure if you want to be friends with me. I’m not an athlete. I can’t even run 100 metres without dying.” You cracked a joke, but he wasn’t laughing along with you.

"I’m not just friends with athletes, silly. No one’s trying to challenge you to a 100-metre race."

"I’m not rich too.." You mumbled.

"Okay, I really want to know how your brain works because there is not a single hint of logic in everything you are saying right now. Do people in your country print out their bank statements first before accepting a friendship? No one’s flashing their wealth in here!"

You laughed at how frustrated he was. "Okay, sure! We are friends!"

"Which means I can text you, right?”

"Good luck in finding my phone number, Charles Monaco! Bye!" You waved and made your way back without looking back, thinking that would be the last time you would hang out with him again.

Without knowing he had your phone number saved on his phone with the help of the hospital’s staff earlier.

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[yunjinkisses]

heyyy, can i request g!p minji having a wet dream about y/n? thank you so much!

G!P MINJI X 6th MEMBER F READER

what’s ahead:wet dreams,creampie,praising,soft dom minji

enjoy!

“we can take a break from practicing guys!”

danielle spoke up happily , we all sighed from exhaustion,as all the members were leaving i hung back and stopped y/n

“hey y/n-ah,do you wanna come back to my room and watch a movie with me,maybe?”

“oh of course i would! that sounds awesome!”

she smiled brightly and lit up,i smiled back and got excited , i took her hand and lead her to my room

we sat down on the couch and selected a movie , y/n got some snacks before hand,she started up the movie of choice and we watched intensely

after a while we were cuddling up against eachother and y/n was drifting off to sleep but than a certain scene had came on that had woke her up ,and caught my attention as-well, we shifted our positions to sitting straight up and awkwardly looking around the room , the scene that was displaying on the screen was a sex scene between the two girls that were love interests , neither of us had watched this movie before so we didn’t know that this scene was in the movie.

she had rested her hand on my inner thigh and scooted closer to me , i was getting more nervous and excited, as the tent in my pants was rising. I was trying to hide it by covering it with my hands.

she looked at me with a very different smile ,almost seductive..?

“you don’t have to hide it you know minji..”

i removed my hands slowly , and she grabbed my face to face her own,we were looking at eachother with lust now in our eyes , we slowly inched closer to eachother and our lips landed on eachothers

our tongues were battling for dominance with eachother , i won the battle ,she was whimpering and squirming , i ended up ontop of her on the couch , with my hands pinning hers above her head.

we had stopped kissing and looked at eachother with the same look in our eyes.

“can i..uhm..undress you?”

she giggled a bit and nodded

at her indication , i had started to undress her and myself until we were almost fully naked,only leaving us in our underwear,me in my boxers,leaving my hard cock more and more obvious.

i had started to pull down my boxers to reveal my hard 7 inch dick,her eyes had widened at the sight, i looked away in nervousness

“d-don’t stare..”

she giggled a bit

“sorry minji..you’re just so big..and i’ve never done this before so..be careful p-please?”

i smiled and looked at her softly

“i-it’s my first time too,i-i’ll be careful i promise..”

i started to rub my dick on her clothed cunt , i could already feel how wet she was through her panties , she started to whimper and moan just by me doing this

“m-minji..don’t tease..please?”

i giggled softly and started to pull down her panties and aligned myself with her cunt , teasing my tip with her entrance

“m-minji..no t-teasing..”

i smiled and grabbed her hips,slowly inserting my length into her wet cunt , the feeling felt heavenly ,we both had moaned in unison

“f-fuck..minji..please..”

“princess wants more? alright baby..”

i started to move slowly inside y/n’s tight cunt , groaning a little and moaning at how good she felt around me,my cock was twitching at how amazing she had felt

“oh my god..fuck..y-y/n you’re so t-tight..feels s-so good..”

my rhythm started to get faster and harder as i went , she started to whine and moan louder the faster i went

“i-is this o-okay?” i asked through my moans

she struggled to speak

“f-fuck yes..m-minji i’m gonna c-cum..fuck!~”

“f-fuck me t-too…c-can i cum inside d-darling?”

she smiled softly whining a bit nodding,i thrusted a few more times and came inside her

and than i jotted up from my bed awaking from my sleep

“god fucking damnit..”

aggravated that it was just a dream my frustration was cut off by danielle yelling out for me to wake up to come to practice

“o-oh c-coming!-“

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[punksdoll]

hey, im the damian anon💓

Can you write Damian x reader with enemies to lovers where they are forced to team together for the mixed tag team tournament and they win it all and when they get backstage he takes her to his locker room and kisses her

~~~𝒀𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒛𝒆~~~

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𝑫𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒂𝒏 𝑷𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 ^owner of gif

𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒚: 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏’𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒏, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚.

𝒂/𝒏: 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒃𝒉…𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆😁. 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒒𝒖��𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒊 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚𝒆𝒅𝒅<𝟑𝟑𝟑

𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔😏, 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆, 𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒌𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 ✨𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆✨ 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒎𝒊𝒙𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒂𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒂𝒍, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒌𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒄 𝒊 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆😞, 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒎, 𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇

translations: Hola cariño: hello love/sweetheart/honey/etc etc. pero coño, mira ver: but dam, watch yourself. Claro que sí: of course. Chupa me: suck me (my dick without actually saying my dick.). Salte: get out/move. culo: ass. Mira pinche cabron: look fucking (any swear word tbh but I use it for asshole.) Siéntate: sit down. Lunes: Monday. No hice nada: I didn’t do anything. Exactamente: exactly. Tenemos una problema: we have a problem. Noches: Night. ¿estas bien?: are you good/ok? Que linda: how pretty/so pretty. hacemos la finisher tuyo: let’s do your finisher. Nos ganamos: we won. Mira Mamaguevo: oh my god cocksucker or ay cocksucker. Cálmate cálmate. No voy ningún lado: Calm down, calm down. I’m not going nowhere.

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“You will be competing in the mixed tag team tournament.” Adam tells y/n as soon as she sits down on one of the chairs in front of his desk.

Y/n looks at him with a raised eyebrow, “since when was that a thing?”

“Since today, since now. I want you to be in it.” Adam says.

“Am I going to be able to pick my partner?” Y/n tilts her head to the side.

“You’ll be finding out who it is right now.” Adam smirks, “go get ready, you have a match right now with them.”

•••

Y/n walks down the ramp with a smirk as she makes eye contact Bianca Belair and Motez who are watching her. She had no clue who her partner was which made this whole thing all the more excited. Their match was the first match of this tournament and the first reveal of her match. She had options of course of who she wanted it to be.

Braun Strowman, he’s a big strong guy.

Cody Rhodes, he’s hot.

Drew Mcintyre, so hot and mean.

Seth Rollins would seem nice but he’s most likely with Beck

Y/n gets in the ring and gives Bianca and Montez a nod as mutual respect as the show goes on commercial break.

“You know who you have?” Bianca asks as they switch corners.

“Not a single clue…” Y/n shakes her head, “I’m hoping for Braun maybe, Cody, and Drew. Maybe even Seth but he’s probs with Beck.” Y/n shrugs.

“Who don’t you want?” Montez asks as he sits on top of the top rope.

“Damian.” Y/n spat.

Bianca and Montez both chuckle as they move over to their corner once the show is back. Everyone stares at the ramp as they wait for y/n partner.

The lights go purple and suddenly “The Other Side,” starts playing. Y/n narrows her eyes as she watches who will come out. She knew it had to be either Finn or Dominik because she had made it very clear to Adam that she did not want Damian.

“before I go and get ready,” y/n clears her throat as she stands up, “Do not make Damian my partner.”

Adam stares at her and smirks, “and if i do?”

“Your views won’t stay up for long.”

Y/n watches and her face drops as Damian appears and immediately she looks at the referee and shakes her head. “I am NOT doing the match with that thing.”

Referee raises his hands up, “you’ll be disqualified from the tournament.”

Y/n’s jaw drops as she looks at the ref then back at Damian who has a smirk plastered on his face as he stares at her. “asshole…”

Damian gets inside the ring and holds up his Señor Money in the bank before turning towards y/n with a smirk. “Hola cariño.” He smirks and immediately y/n runs at him.

“Y/n is attacking her partner!” Michael Cole laughs as they watch y/n slaps Damian’s arm multiple times.

Damian looks down at her, amused as she pushes and slaps his arm. “You. Aren’t. My. Part. NER.” She sends a punch on his arm, “YOU AREN’T MY PARTNER!”

“Clearly I am. Now move your ass out the ring.” He lifts her up and puts her over the rope, outside the ring before handing over his briefcase to the ref.

Y/n scowls as she stares at the back of his head, “i hate you.”

“The feelings mutual.” Damian called over his shoulder before the bell rings and the match is on its roll.

•••

Throughout the match, y/n made it her mission to slap Damian every chance she got. Whether that be to tag herself on by tagging him unexpectedly on the back or tagging him in by slapping his chest. Did that really affect him? No. Did he enjoy seeing her get annoyed by his existence? Absolutely.

Damian absolutely loved the idea that was brought up to him with being y/n’s partner when he had overheard her convo with Adam. It would mean to be able to fuck with her every chance he got and to be around her everyday. He enjoyed knowing that his presence alone can make her go crazy and make him wish he was dead. He loved it. He loved her.

He always had and always will. He just approached it the wrong one which is why she hates his guts.

They’re in Nxt when they first met and at catering. Y/n was with Bianca as they sat at their own table with Montez and Angelo. Damian had been staring.

“Who’s she?” Damian looks over at Keith Lee who looks over and raises an eyebrow.

“Y/n Y/l/n.” Keith answers, “she’s from raw but is making an appearance today.”

“And I haven’t heard of her because…?”

“She’s been out due to an injury, she’s making her come back here.” Keith says.

Damian nods and gets up, “I’m gonna get some more food.”

In truth, Damian had seen her get up and was going to make it his mission to talk to her.

Y/n is putting food on her plate with Bianca by her side as they converse.

“Are you like debuting here?” Bianca asks, “we could really use some more views.”

Y/n shrugs, “I don’t know yet. They just wanna see me start anew ever since my injury.” She pops a crouton in her mouth from her plate before gathering some more.

“do you wanna go back to the main roster?” Bianca asks.

“Of course,” y/n nods and turns around only to bump into a chest and getting her food all over her.

Bianca gasps as she stares at y/n who watches her plate drop. Y/n is fuming. She is embarrassed. She can already feel the stares on her as she stares down at her plate that is upside down on the floor and the food that’s on her. She wanted to cry. She didn’t even want to look up at the person she bumped into, too focused on the fact that she did something so little that embarrasses herself immediately.

“pero coño, mira ver.” Y/n hears a deep gruff voice say as they back up a bit to see the messed that they cost.

Y/n looks up at the person narrows her eyes as she watches him stare at her as if it was her fault. “Are you blaming me or something?”

“Claro que sí.” Damian scoffs, “you’re the one who should have listened to your surroundings.”

Y/n narrows her eyes and stares at him before leaning down to grab her plate that was knocked out of her hand and throw it at him, “Chupa me.”

Damian will admit that the way he went about it was fucked. But he knew his people and he knew that they’d get over it, especially with his charm. Clearly that didn’t work and now he regret ever even doing such thing to her. After that day, it led to Damian taking it upon himself to make her time a living hell in Nxt and for y/n to try and hold back and not choke him.

She had left unfortunately. She had left Nxt to be back in her main roster, leaving Damian empty knowing he won’t be able to see her and continue on what he started. Until he got the message that he was moving up the main roster and he made a name for himself. Finding out that there was a mixed tag team tournament? Adds 10 bonus points to his success. Finding out y/n will be in there? 10 more.

Damian feels as slap on his shoulder making him chuckle and turns around to see Y/n getting into the ring and shoves him towards the ropes, barely budging. “Salte.” She demands.

Damian smirks and leans down towards her, “give me a kiss and i will.”

“get over yourself.” Y/n rolls her eyes before turning herself towards the match.

Damian chuckles as he gets out the ring and behind the ropes, watching y/n. “Your culo looks great in those shorts!” Damian smirks.

Y/n snaps her head at him with wide eyes and a flustered face, “excuse me?” she says.


Y/n was used to this treatment from Damian ever since he came into the main roster. It was always backstage, nothing more. Hearing it in front of people? It gave her a sense of warmth that she refused to acknowledge as she ignored his comments and continued fighting.

Y/n caught the win for them and immediately rolls out the ring, storming up the ramp as she makes her way backstage.

She was going to get her answer on why the hell Damian is her partner after saying not to have him.

•••

“Mira pinche cabron.” Is the first thing that comes out of y/n’s mouth as she enters Adam Pearce’s office, stopping in her tracks when she sees Damian.

Damian looks over at her with a smirk and pats the chair next to him, “Siéntate…”

“I thought I told you I didn’t want him as my partner.” Y/n glares at Adam who looks at her with a bored expression. “How did you even get here before me.” She stares at Damian who simply gives her a smirk.

“You need to learn how to work with him, that’s why I paired you both.” Adam shrugs, “Don’t like it? You’re disqualified from the tournament.”

Y/n’s jaw drops as she stares at Adam. The ref was most definitely right about that. “Are you kidding me…”

“Am I laughing?” Adam sasses.

Y/n’s eyes darken and she goes to jump at Adam only to get caught by Damian who lifts her up as she thrashes against his hold, “See you Lunes for our next match.” Damian winks before walking out the office and closing it, setting Y/n down as she stares at him with a glare.

“What did you do. What did you say. He never pairs me with someone I don’t like.” Y/n demands answers.

“No hice nada.” Damian shrugs.

He lied.

Damian walks into Adam Pearces office right after Y/n left with a smile. He wanted to make her smile in so many ways.

“Priest,” Adam raises an eyebrow and looks up at Damian over his glasses, “what can i do for you?”

“Partner me up with y/n.” Damian motions over to where Y/n had just left.

Adam shakes his head, “she just threatened to drop my views, absolutely not.”

“you do realize she’s bluffing right? She loves this place.” Damian scoffs.

“I believe her.” Adam dismisses.

“Did she leave when I got here when she told you she would if I did?” Damian smirks and Adam pauses as he stares at his papers, in thought. “Exactamente.” Damian chuckles, “put me with her.”

Adam sighs and nods, “Alright, but you’re explaining to her.”

Y/n looks him up and down before nodding slowly, “i’m going to make your life a living hell through all of this.”

Damian smirks, “you do know we’re also going to be sharing a hotel room, right?”

Y/n sucks in a breath, “helll noo.”

“helll yesss.”

•••

“Why why why why.” Y/n walks inside her and Damian’s hotel room, walking quickly over to the bed that she will be claiming only to stop and see one bed. “oh HELL no.”

Y/n twirls herself around and immediately bumps into Damian’s chest making her suck in a breath as he looks at the one bed then at Y/n. “You need to really start paying attention to your surroundings…” he chuckles.

“This cannot be happening right now.” Y/n mumbles as she looks back at the bed then at Damian before shoving him away, “move.”

Damian moves to the side and watches as she storms out of the hotel room, no doubt about to go to receptionist. He takes his time to look around and sees the couch. He walks over and checks, nodding once he realizes it can turn into a makeshift bed.

Meanwhile, y/n is storming towards the front desk and plasters a fake smile. “Hi. Me and the man i was with, our room has only one bed.”

The receptionist looks up and frowns, “were you guys not a couple?”

“fuc- no. no we are not.” Y/n smiles.

“Well let me check if there’s any other rooms with two beds then.” The receptionist goes digging and y/n waits in front of her impatiently. “I’m so sorry…but the only other one is with one bedroom.”

Y/n clenched her jaw before nodding slowly, “that’s fine, thanks.”

Y/n walks away and back to her and Damian’s floor. She walks into their hotel room and sees him walking out with a towel wrapped around his waist and his body dripping with water. Y/n can’t help but gawk as he stops when she enters.

“Dam…” Y/n mumbles as she not so subtly checks him out.

“Like what you see?” Damian smirks.

Y/n snaps her eyes up to his face, “no.” She says with her face flushed.

“You were checking me out,” he smirks as he walks over to the makeshift bed. He unwraps the towel from his waist and immediately y/n shouts, covering her eyes. “I’m wearing underwear.”


y/n peaks through her fingers and huffs as she drops her arms seeing him with underwear. “there is only one hotel room left but it’s with one bed. We’re stuck with this one.”

Damian shrugs, “that’s fine.”

Y/n looks at the makeshift bed then back at Damian, “i’m not sleeping on that.”

“I know.” He says as he puts on some pajama pants, “never said you would.”

Y/n frowns, “are you sleeping on that…?”

“Mhm,” Damian nods and y/n starts feeling bad.

She usually wouldn’t have given a dam if he did but knowing he’ll be sore the next day, she couldn’t help herself. So the words that came out were a shock to her.

“I’ll sleep there…you can sleep on the bed.” Y/n says.

Damian and her both stare at each other with complete shock. “Your joking?” Damian raises an eyebrow and when y/n just stares at him with wide eyes he knows she’s not. “oh you’re not…”

“I know…” Y/n looks at him warily.

“Nah, you can have to bed.” Damian waves her off as he gets on the makeshift bed and y/n nods slowly.

“ok…it’s still up for grabs if you want it. you can always put me on that one…”


Damian looks at her warily and nods slowly, “uh huh…”

Y/n nods before rushing towards the bathroom to take herself a shower, leaving Damian with a smile that broke onto his face. That request alone made him feel all giddy inside and he was actually considering the offer.

That night though, he went against it and stayed his ass right on the makeshift bed.

•••

The weeks of the tournament was hell for y/n. Every dam hotel room they got it was with one bed. Every match they had Damian just had to get on her nerves and make her want to backstab him during every match. Every comment that came out of his mouth would make her flustered and her stomach warm up, which she did not like.

So far they were the ones winning each and every match they were in. Getting closer to the top of the chain for raw to win the whole dam tournament. On smack down, AJ Styles and Mia Yim were the ones reaching the top for their roster.

It was clear that Adam had a lot of hope on them seeing as they’re the only ones that have been winning.

Y/n and Damian walk into their new hotel room and y/n lets out a loud groan as she sees one bed, again.

“Unafuckingbelievable.” Y/n huffs and Damian rolls his eyes.

“It’s not something we haven’t handled before, cariño.” Damian says as he walks over to the couch.

Y/n rolls her eyes and throws her suitcase on the bed as she unpacks her pajamas.

“Tenemos una problema…” Damian says as he stands up straight and turns towards her. “It ain’t a sofa bed.”

Y/n hearts drops to her stomach as she feels herself get flustered, staring between him and the bed. “Oh…” was all Y/n said.

Damian sighs and looks at her, “i’ll go see if there’s any other rooms.”

“or i can sleep on the sofa…” Y/n blurts out and Damian stops in his track as he stares at her with a raised eyebrow.

“If anyone should sleep on the sofa, it should be me.” Damian says, “you can have the bed.”

“You’ve been sleeping on the sofa ever since this started, let me sleep there.”

“No.”

“yes.”

“no.”

“yes.”

“no.”

“yes.”

“yes.”

“no.”

Damian smirks as y/n lets out a shout, “i meant yes damit.”

“i’m sure you did.” He chuckles as he sits down on the sofa. “Why not share it?”

Y/n snaps her eyes towards Damian who seems to be nonchalant by his question but really, his heart is beating and it’s almost beating out of his ass.

“What?” Y/n questions.

“Why not share it…seeming as we won’t take yes or no as an answer. Problem solved. Only if you want to though.”

“and if I say no?” Y/n asks with a frown.

“I’m still sleeping on the sofa.”

“We can share.”

•••

Y/n is laying down on the bed on her side as she listens to the hotel shower running. Her heart was pounding as it gets closer to Damian ending his shower and them sleeping with each other. She made herself take a shower first so she didn’t have to walk out and see him on the bed, knowing she’ll force herself in the sofa.

They never slept in the same bed together. It was always Damian sleeping on the sofa bed whenever they had this type of situation.

Y/n snaps her eyes over to the bathroom door when she hears the shower stop and hear the curtains move. Her heart was pounding faster if that was possible as she waits for that door to open.

Damian himself was not doing too well. He was but you know. He was just as nervous as she was. When he had told her that there was no sofa bed and suggested they’d sleep together, he did not expect her to say yes, of all things. He expected a “hell no,” or something close to a no that had a swear word combined with it.

Damian takes in a deep breath and opens the bathroom door and walks out the bathroom door, making eye contact with her as she lays on her side with her arms curled on the side of her head. Y/n watches him as he walks by the hotel bed and on the side that he claimed. She didn’t want to turn her head to stare at him but she did feel him dip the bed and slowly get in. Their backs facing each other.

“Night…” y/n whispers as she keeps herself away from him.

“Noches…”

•••

Y/n had been avoiding Damian. For multiple reasons that is(no she isn’t.) She thinks it is, but it isn’t. She just practiced reasons just in case he was to ask her why she’s been avoiding him. The actual reason was because of what happened that morning.

Y/n whines as she hears her alarm go off, indicating that it was fine for her ass to wake up for work today. Y/n slowly opens her eyes and frowns when she hears something thumping underneath her. She also felt something soft but hard against her. It was comfortable actually. She felt herself pressing her head into the thing underneath her and gripping her arms that was around something. She was too comfortable. She was slowly falling back asleep until she felt whatever was underneath her, move. That immediately made her eyes snap as she slowly takes a side glance over at what she was lying on. She seen a tattoo on the right chest she was laying on and she immediately flies up as she looks down at Damian who her arms caging his head as he slowly wakes up. Out of instinct, y/n rolls away and ends up falling off the bed with a thud.

Damian jolts awake as he looks around, to see y/n side empty and his chest cold as if something was lying on there. “y/n?”

“yeah…” y/n mumbled as she stays on the floor.

“¿estas bien?” Damian asks with his morning voice that has y/n closing her eyes and taking in a deep breath.

“mhm…” she hummed, “just…chillin.” she says as she slowly gets on her knees and starts crawling to the bathroom.

“ok…”

She didn’t even know if Damian knew that she had slept on him. That thought alone evaporated from her mind as she didn’t want to think about that. The embarrassment of knowing that he might know? She couldn’t handle that.

Y/n walks out her locker room with her gear on and ready to start the last match for the tournament. Her and Damian vs AJ Styles and Mia Yim.

“You’ve been avoiding me, cariño,” Y/n stiffens as she hears Damian’s voice as he walks over to her.

“No i’m not.” Y/n says as she starts walking with him trailing behind her.

“Yes you are.” Damian scoffs, “since this morning may I add.”

“why are you worried about that when you should be worried that the match we have is today? It’s to decide who wins the whole dam thing.” Y/n excuses as she gets them to the curtains. “Bye bye.”

•••

“Bye bye.” Damian watches as Y/n walks out backstage and towards the arena.

He knew what had happened. He had woken up in the middle of the night when he felt it.

Damian’s eyes snap open when he feels another weight on his body. He goes rigged as he feels arms wrap around his neck. He slowly looks down to see y/n’s head on his chest and her arms around his neck, cuddling against him.

“y/n…” he whispers gently. He tries removing her arm away from his neck but her grip only tightens. He didn’t mind, he really didn’t. But he knew how embarrassed she gets and if she woke up to cuddling him? Even more embarrassed for her.

Y/n whines in her sleep as she pulls herself as close as possible to Damian, refusing to let go in her sleep. He smiles a bit as he stares at her peaceful face.

“Que linda…”

Was he going to tell her? Possibly, possibly not. He was still debating.

“your on.” Someone tells Damian and he walks out to the arena.

•••

Damian and Y/n stares at each other as Mia and AJ are both in between them. Mia on y/n side and Aj on Damian’s side. They were trying to figure out where the hell to go from here. They had the upper hand, they just had to figure out how to use it.

“hacemos la finisher tuyo.” Y/n says and Damian raises an eyebrow before nodding and they both get right at it.

Y/n claps her hand in front of Mia’s face right as Damian did before setting her up for The Reckoning.

They both pin the duo down and win the match as the crowd goes crazy and the announcer announces them as the winner.

They ignore though. They’re too busy staring at each other with emotions coursing through their eyes as the ref helps them stand up and raise their hands.

“Nos ganamos,” Damian says as he walks over to y/n who nods slowly.

“yes we did…we won the whole dam thing.” Y/n swallows as she stares up at Damian with an unfamiliar feeling.

Damian snaps and throws her over his shoulder, making her scream as he gets out of the ring with her hung.

“MIRA MAMAGUEVO!” Y/n shouts as she thrashes in his arms while the crowd cheers for them.

Damian storms up the ramp and backstage, ignoring everyone that stares at them as he leads them to his locker room.

“put. me. down.” She smacks his back as he walks into his locker room and shuts the door. Y/n feels herself get set down and before she has the opportunity to open her mouth, it’s caught in a kiss.

Y/n automatically closes her eyes as she wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him down for more.


Damian smirks in the kiss as he wraps his own arms around her body, lifting her up a bit to meet him to his height.

It ended too quick for y/n as she chases after his lips when he pulls away, making him chuckle. “Cálmate cálmate. No voy ningún lado.” He smirks.

Y/n huffs and covers her face when she realizes how desperate she looked. “Why’d you kiss me…?”

“Give you your prize for getting us the win…” Damian says as he lifts her head up to look at him, “and to show you that i love you.”

Y/n feels a smile appear on her face at that. She’s accepting that what she was feeling was that. Love.

“And…i might love you too.”

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Celebrity News 2

Jenna Ortega x GN!Reader

Summary: Once again, everyone thinks that you and Jenna broke up. In reality, you just wanted to cause some drama.

Warnings: literally all fluff, and my shitty writing

Word Count: 706

A/N: woooo part 2 cause I couldn't help myself. also, im back from the dead! for a bit. i have midterms right now which are whooping my ass so... wish me luck!

Part 1

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Y/N_Y/L/N: Sadly, after 1 ½  wonderful years, Jenna is not my girlfriend anymore. We are still on good terms, I promise, but I just thought I would let you guys know.

User57: WHAT?! THIS CANT BE REAL

User32: This is not happening. What the actual fuck.

y/n&jenna4life: No i refuse to believe this

arianagrande: I’m so sorry, Y/N/N!

jenniferlawrence_: dude that sucks! Hope you’re doing okay

>Y/N_Y/L/N: i’m okay, thank you for thinking of me

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THIS IS NOT ANOTHER FALSE ALARM: ACTORS JENNA ORTEGA AND Y/N Y/L/N HAVE REPORTEDLY SPLIT

According to an instagram post Y/L/N posted last night, said actor and Wednesday star Jenna Ortega have split. A couple months ago, there was a false alarm in the end of the two’s relationship, caused by a hilarious dispute over a game of Monopoly. Well, this time, it seems that no one will be laughing. Ortega and Y/L/N are scheduled to be on The Late Night Show with Jimmy Fallon tonight, so maybe they will provide some insight as to why the seemingly perfect couple has split. 

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“You guys are on in 5!” A stage attendant calls into the dressing room, prompting you to stand up at the same time as Jenna. You grab her hand and bring it to your lips, pressing a chaste kiss to it. She smiles at you, blushing, before squeezing your hand and making her way out of the room. You follow closely after Jenna, excited to talk about your new movie with her. 

The introduction music begins to play, and you hear Jimmy Fallon calling out both your name and Jenna’s. Jenna walks out first, waving to the crowd, and you follow behind, buttoning your suit jacket and winking at some of the people in the  audience. 

As the two of you take a seat, Jimmy jumps right into the interview. He asks you questions about your roles, and just about the film in general. He also asks Jenna some questions about the second season of Wednesday. Finally, he gets to what he had been wanting to ask the most. 

“You guys were absolutely amazing in this film, but I have to say. It must have been difficult working together, at least for a little while.” Jenna gives him a confused look, and you fight the smile that is trying to make its way onto your face as best you can. “Why do you say that?” Jenna questions.

Jimmy gives her an odd look, explaining, “Well, because the two of you broke up, right? At least, according to Y/N’s Instagram post.” You still manage to keep a straight face, even when Jenna whips her head around towards you. “What the hell did you do, Y/N Y/L/N?!” 

You look around as if you can’t see her before turning back to Jimmy. “You know, sometimes I can still hear her, nagging me as if she were my girlfriend or something.” She finally breaks, letting out all of the laughter that she had been trying to hold in. Jimmy and the rest of the audience laugh with her, but they are clearly confused. 

Jenna rolls her eyes at you, ignoring your laughter. She turns to Jimmy to explain. “Ignore this little shit, they think they’re hilarious. So what happened is, Y/N is not my partner anymore.” Jimmy becomes even more confused, exclaiming, “So what is it?!” Jenna holds up her hand, revealing the glittering ring that you had purposed with only a short while ago. “They’re my fiance.” 

Jimmy gasps, not expecting this at all. “Oh my god! Congratulations!” You have finally recovered from your amusement, and you thank the man for his kind words. As soon as you fully sit up, Jenna smacks the back of your head. You wrap up the interview, and you and Jenna head home.

As you get ready for bed that night, Jenna turns to you. “You’re a fucking dick, you know that?” You just grin at her, replying, “But you love it. You love me.” Jenna can’t help but smile at you. “Fine. I do love you. So much.” She presses a kiss to your lips before heading into the bathroom. You just stand there in your room smiling. Life couldn’t get much better than this.

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Tattoos and Massages Part 2

Christopher Sturniolo X Reader

Part 1

A/N: I fear I may have outdone myself with this one. Starts out a bit rough, but It really comes into its own.

Contains: dom!chris, ass play, p in v sex, fingering, pseudo- doggy style, hair pulling, probably more

TW: None... unless you are allergic to fun

In which Chris lotions up y/n's back tattoo and it turns into a happy ending massage.

“I’m on it.” He gets up to stand behind her and gently peels off the plastic wrap. Y/N winces at the soreness. Her back is covered in dried blood dyed black with ink. He runs his hands down her sides landing at her hips. “You need a shower, Darlin.” He smiles to himself and whispers in Y/N’s ear “Let me clean you up.”

She feels a familiar heat from between her legs. She turns her head to look back at him and bites her lip.“Hmm, I really could use a hand in there.” Chris moves so that he’s in front of her and unbuttons her jeans. He rolls the lacy hem of her panties between his fingers before slowly tugging them down. She gives a nervous giggle. “Don’t get too excited, though. I do still need to disinfect my tattoo.”

“I’m just helpin’, Baby. I promise,” he says jokingly, rolling his eyes. He lifts off his shirt, revealing his firm chest and flat stomach. She has to fight the urge to lick a stripe down his torso. There will be time to do that later. He moves quickly, removing his pants and boxers, and they make their way to the shower. 

Shower sex. Shower sex. Shower sex. Their entire beings are screaming for them to have sex in this shower, but as Y/N so promptly noted, they came here with a job to do. The anti-bacterial soap is cold on Y/N’s back as he rubs it in soft circles over her tattoo. Chris is in some sort of trance behind her. He loves watching the water drip down her skin and how it glistens. “Time to rinse,” he says; she turns her back toward the water, resting her head on his chest as he gently rubs the soap off. When it’s all clean, Chris leads her out of the shower and into his room. She goes to pick up her clothes but is stopped by a hand around her wrist. “Nope. Get on your tummy.” he gestures to the bed. “You’re forgetting the lotion.”

He positions himself over her and begins to rub in the lotion. The sensation makes her cringe. “Sorry, am I hurting you,” he says, a little worried.

“It hurts a little, but I like it.” His cock twitches, and she feels it against her thigh.

“That’s what I like to hear.” His hands move away from her tattoo onto her neck and shoulders. “You’ve got me for the entire weekend, and I plan on using every second to make you feel good, Okay.” 

“Mhmm, thank you.” As she settles into the massage, remaining still, she focuses on the rhythm of Chris’s hands, quieting her mind and letting her thoughts pass by. 

“Good girl. You don’t ever have to thank me for treating you right.” He lets his hands roam downward on both sides of her spine until he’s touching her ass. She lets out a relaxed moan. She lets out a soft moan fixated on the feel of his rough hands kneading her ass. When he spreads her cheeks to look down at her pussy he notices that she’s dripping over the sheets. “These sheets have seen better days. We’ll have to change them later.”

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry! That's so embarrassing!” she hides her face in the pillow. 

“No, no, it’s a perfectly normal reaction to tension, leaving the body to get wet like that,” Chris says, entirely and utterly pleased with himself. He takes both of his hands and slowly works along the outside of her pussy. Not touching it yet just working along the sides front to back. She’d never been touched this sensually before. It’s like she’s being truly appreciated. He could do this for as long as she needed without any reciprocation because he just loves her and loves her pussy. “You’re so fucking wet, Mamas” he shimmies himself down her legs to lick a stripe all the way from her pussy to her asshole. “I’d be happy to relieve that stress for you.” 

Y/N gasps, “We’ve never done that before,” she says anxiously as she turns to look at him. 

“Do you want me to stop?” he asks genuinely. She shakes her head no. Just that one lick had her toes curling. Chris puts both hands on her cheeks and spreads them apart. He shoves his face back into her ass and starts lapping at her holes. Y/N wiggles one of her hands under herself to stroke her clit. The other moves to her side to grab the bed sheets. 

“Oh yes,” she moans quite loudly. 

“I don’t want my brothers to hear.” he spits on her pussy fingers pressing between her lips and entering her wet cunt “You can’t be loud like that, okay?” he thrusts his fingers into her slowly. She lets out a strangled moan “Don’t make me have to cover your mouth.”

With his fingers pumping harder into her pussy and his tongue in her asshole she could feel herself coming undone. “Fuck, I’m cumming!” 

He lifts his head “Cover your mouth right fucking now” She lets go of the sheets and reaches her hand back to grip his hair and pushes his face deeper into her ass. She screams his name into a pillow and climaxes on his fingers. 

When he stops working her through her orgasm, he sucks his fingers. “Your cum tastes so damn good, Baby.” Y/N hums in response, relishing her high. Chris moves to straddle her thighs and rests his hard cock on her ass. “So, if you’d like, I could give you a very deep tissue massage” he chuckles “How does that sound?”

“Pretty fuckin good.” she says with a smile “I wish I could get on my back and watch you fuck me.” 

He leans forward so his mouth is right next to her face “It’ll be alright, baby, I’ll make up for it by whispering extremely dirty things in your ear.” 

Her cheeks go red, and he lines his hard throbbing cock up with her entrance. Just as he begins to place his tip in he quickly pulls it back and rubs it up and down her pussy getting himself all wet for her. “Oh you’re very very sensitive right now,” he says with amusement “I’ll start off slow like this” and pushes his tip in. Just fucking her with the tip of his cock. “Then we’ll see what happens.” He’s fucking tormenting her, and she’s not having it. She pushes her ass back onto him, but he pulls back. “Do you want me to fuck you? Cuz I can fuck you if you ask me to.”

“Please, will you fuck me?”

“Hmm…fuck you how?”

“Please, Chris, will you fuck my pussy?” 

“Of course I can, Baby.”  he relents giving her his whole length. She groans loudly, trying to quickly adjust to his long cock. “Shhhh…I’m warning you if you fucking moan like that I’m gonna hold your mouth shut”

Y/N whines “I’ll be good I promise.”

He grabs her chin and turns her head slightly, giving her a chaste kiss on the lips. “I know. You’re always such a good girl for me.”

He sits himself up so his chest doesn’t hover over her tattoo and Finally, begins to thrust himself into her. She feels so good around his cock. It’s hard for him to go slow like he promised. And she’s moaning breathily and letting out soft grunts so she doesn’t make much noise. Fuck she’s such a good fucking girl he loves it when she does as she’s told. He can’t hold himself back any longer. He grabs Y/N’s hips to hold her in place and starts to drive his thick cock  into her faster and faster. “Every. Thing. I. Fucking. Have. Is. Yours.” he punctuates each word with a hard, fast thrust. 

Y/N’s on her elbows, gripping the sheets so hard that her knuckles are white. It’s hard to keep quiet. It’s so fucking hard to keep quiet. “Fuck this pussy is so good.” she lets out a moan from deep in her stomach. “That’s strike one, Darlin.” but he doesn’t let up. It’s almost like he wants her to scream. Like he wants her to give in. Like he wants her to break. 

He spits on her ass and rims her asshole with his thumb prepping it for his finger. When his thumb enters her, she lets out a yelp. Just like she said before it hurts but she likes it. And best believe that’s what he likes to hear. “Strike two,” he says, his voice cold as ice. He’s in love, He’s so fucking in love right now. “You’re gonna take it like a good girl, aren’t you?” 

Y/N struggles to respond but is able to get out a simple “Mhmm, yeah.”

“Oh yeah, Is that right? You’re gonna take it deep, too, Yeah? 

She squeaks out, “I am.” He takes his other hand to pull Y/N’s hair, and she really tries not to shout. She manages a good 45 seconds until she lets out a roaring moan. 

“Strike fucking three.”He lets go of her hair and leans over her to shut that fucking mouth. And it’s the screaming into his hand that takes him over the edge. That and Y/N’s pussy spasming from her own orgasm. “Yes, baby. Yes, Baby. Yes. Cum for me just like that. You’re doing so goddamn good.” His thrust becomes messy and hurried as he spills his cum into her. 

He stays inside her for a few minutes as they cool down. “ You know I love you, Right”

“Damn right, I do,” she says between breaths.

He pulls out and lays beside her. “Then don’t ever worry about money again… It’s insulting.”

“Ooh, I think I’ll like having a sugar daddy.”

He gives her a grin “You know we’re all sweaty now… and I definitely rubbed off all that lotion.” 

She gives him a knowing look, and they say in unison “SHOWER SEX!”

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Love Maze-Chapter 1

pairing: single dad!simon 'ghost' riley x live-nanny!reader wc: 1.8k warnings: slow burn-ish, unexpected pregnancy, abandonement, swearing, afab!reader a/n: trying to do a chaptered fic after so long my god pray for me yall but im really excited i hope yall enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it MINORS DNI (have your age in your bio or you're getting blocked) >next chpt.

Simon stared down at his baby girl with unreadable emotions swimming around his pupils. He loves his daughter with every fiber of his being and would do anything for her. Although she came into this world unexpectedly at a time when Simon was unprepared to be a dad and the mother left as soon as he was born into this world he stepped up for her. All Simon wanted that night was a night to relieve some tension after a particularly hard mission with any broad that was willing to look past the mask and just make him feel good. He didn’t expect her to be at his doorstep two months later with mascara-tinted tears rolling down her cheeks with a pregnancy test in her hands. She was blubbering about a missed period, not being ready for a baby, and cursing her birth control for not being more reliable, but Simon’s ears were ringing and his chest felt tight just from the sight of the pregnancy test. He had to brace himself against the frame of the door to keep himself steady. He needed to stay composed for this poor girl.

He invited her in and they sat over a cup of tea to devise a game plan on how to go about this pregnancy. Simon had half a mind to just tell her to get rid of it and as those words almost rolled off his tongue he heard her utter the words of wanting to keep it as she was already attached, Simon scoffed at that notion, but at the end of the day, he couldn’t tell her what she can and cannot do with her body. Simon’s heart was racing when she started to get ahead of herself talking about the color of the nursery how they should go about the gender reveal and if it should be a big party or a private affair. Simon felt like that was enough for one day and politely ushered her out gave her his phone number and told her they would be in contact.

Simon did try to keep in contact, but two weeks after that meeting he got called on a mission that would send him abroad for over three months. He had a strict rule that he left his phone behind while he went on operations to not be tracked. He knew it was shitty to do after being aware of the knowledge that he has a child on the way, but he favored the thought that the girl would just leave him alone and he would be free of all responsibility for the child.

That was not the case when he came back, to say the least. When he turned his phone back on after his arrival back home he saw 50 missed calls and hundreds of texts from his fling. At first, they started with concern as to why he was not answering and the texts slowly descended into angry texts filled with swears about how awful he is for abandoning a pregnant woman and the child. The last text made his blood run cold.

Since you want to abandon me I can do the same to you.

He stared at it trying to figure out the full meaning behind the cryptic sentence and there were many ways it could be spun. He frantically called her and bounced his leg trying to steel his nerves as the call rang out. On the second to last ring, she finally picked up.

“Nice of you to finally get around to answering my calls.” Simon gritted his teeth.

“I need to know what that last text meant.” She scoffed hearing his words. “It meant exactly what it meant Simon,” The venom in her voice seeped through the speaker of the phone and it was palpable. “Once I have this baby it’s all yours I’m not dealing with an absent baby daddy. I’ve done all the hard work anyways while you were out fucking off to go do whatever it is. Oh right, I don’t even know what it is you do because it’s all classified.” Simon had to roll her eyes at the tantrum she was expressing over his absence. “Can you be fuckin’ rational? We’re not doing that shit.” He was losing his patience as the call went on, but the girl just laughed at his response. “You don’t get to decide when you pick and choose to be a father so I’m deciding for you. I’m done with all of it! You’ve left me here with no support and I’m not going to live like that for the rest of the kid’s life. Oh, and it’s a girl by the way.” And with that, the call ended without Simon being able to get a final word in. In a fit of anger, he threw his phone down on his hardwood floor causing the glass screen to crack, but it was still usable.

The day he was there at the hospital for her baby girl’s birth was a day that will forever be ingrained into his memory. The feeling of holding such a fragile and small human overwhelmed him to no end. When signing the birth certificate he decided to name her Ella. He felt like it matched her perfectly. When he got home and placed her sleeping form into her crib he sat on the couch and took in everything that had taken place. It was now just Simon and Ella and he wasn’t mad about that, but he also realized he couldn’t do this alone and that’s what terrified him. He wasn’t ready to let the task force know about his daughter.

Simon spent the whole night occupied with making a job listing for a live-in nanny. He felt like that was the best option for him to go about his life as normal without worrying about his child at all hours of the day. Once it was posted he rolled on his side and just stared at Ella sleeping peacefully in her crib. He rolled it closer to the bed and closed his eyes hoping to get an hour or two of rest.

You were up late at night straining your eyes against the bright screen of your laptop busy searching for a new job. You had been out of a job for almost three weeks now and your savings were depleting faster than you expected. You had loved being in childcare, but the last daycare center you had worked at was just not the right fit for you. The coworkers were toxic and you could tell management wasn’t in the best interest of the children, but to ensure that administration had their pockets lined with cash. It had burnt you out to be in an environment and you needed a change of scenery. You refreshed the job listing website you browsed hoping a new job listing would miraculously pop up. Your prayers were answered when you saw the new listing pop up of being a live-in nanny for a newborn. You fervently submitted your resume and went to bed wishing you would get a fast response because this job sounded like everything you needed such as a great wage and a place to live. After all, the rent at your current was unsustainable for the salary you were receiving for your past job, and living paycheck to paycheck was draining.

You woke up at noon and were delighted to see a notification from the poster of the job listing wanting to arrange an interview for the position. He gave you his availability and you realized he was available today for an interview. You hastily agreed to meet with him at 3 p.m. to discuss. You frantically searched your closet for your best professional attire and you printed out a copy of your resume just in case. As you got ready nerves started to build up in your stomach. You needed this position and you didn’t need any unfavorable first impressions to ruin this opportunity for you.

The GPS leads you to quite a large and cozy home. You triple-checked the address to make sure you were at the right home before knocking on the door. You rapped your hand thrice against the door and occupied observing your surroundings so as to not look too nervous. The door creaked on its hinges as it opened and you were greeted by a burly man that towered over your frame and had half of his face covered by a mask. You didn’t expect it but still greeted him with a bright smile and a handshake. He stood to the side to allow you in and you followed him into his living room which had a large black leather couch, a fireplace, and a wall-mounted TV. The home was very minimally decorated, but you could still tell that this man was in a different tax bracket from you. He grunted as he sat down and you tried not to make too intense eye contact as you waited for him to begin the interview.

“To preface, my name is Simon and my daughter’s name is Ella. I work in the military and the line of work that I’m in specifically requires me to be gone for weeks to months at a time and that’s why I need a live-in nanny. I already looked over your resume and you seem to be very experienced in childcare which is a great sign. You would be given the wage that was listed in the job description as well as a weekly grocery allowance. You are allowed to pretty much do whatever you want around here to make yourself feel at home. The one thing I will not allow is strangers to be over. I prioritize my daughter’s safety over anything in this world and if you do anything to jeopardize that I will deal with that and that’s one thing you don’t want me to do.”

You took in all his words and this wasn’t even an interview it had already sounded like you had the job. “Do you understand? If you agree to this position we can get to signing your employment contract and you can start Monday so you have the weekend to pack up your belongings.”. “I understand fully sir.” “Drop the sir, we're not doing that here. You can call me Simon or Mr. Riley.” You nodded at that and he stood up from the couch and went over to the dining table where a thin stack of papers was. He brought them over a pen and slid them across the coffee table for you to look over. They essentially reiterated all the rules and expectations of the job and you signed and initialed wherever it was necessary. You handed him back the papers and he gave them a quick glance to ensure it was completed. He nodded and then stood up to help escort you out of his home. You gave him a quick handshake as your goodbye and went along your way. You could practically be skipping to your car with how excited you are to be starting this new chapter in your life and career.

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It Was A Hard Day || stepdad!Madara Uchiha x stepdaughter!reader

Part 1 : Seize The Opportunity

A/n : First fic of the newly opened dark content side blog ! I'm so excited to see where this is going to go 😂

A/n 2 : Please tell me if I need to change any trigger warrning

Part 2 : And Never Stop 🎴

Warnings : Dark content, stepdad x step daughter, slight voyeurism, oral fem!receiver, squirting, grinding, dirty talk, infidelity, mention of boner, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it

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Word count : 1068

Today was a HARD day. Literally everything seemed to go apeshit today

First he had the pleasure of a police decent sigh. Not a lot of people were there at this time so he had to get his hands dirty

Secondly everyone seemed to need a plethora of details on specific subjects while he was taking care of important matters… a few more people died

What ?!? He said he didn’t want to be disturbed

But at the end of the day, the steam was reversed. A smile spread on his face as he read the note his wife let for him, saying she will go on a trip for 2 weeks from this day “That's one less problem”

But it didn’t totally alleviate the tension accumulated throughout the day

So it's like this as he's walking back to his room, thinking about jerking off, his hand hovering his half hard cock in his pants, that he hears a weird noise coming from behind his own bedroom door

He gently pushed the door, closing one eye to see better what was going on inside, thinking it was someone who broke in. And oh brother he wasn’t disappointed in the slightest. But rather mesmerized by the sight before him

You, his precious step daughter, lying there, bare on his bed just before his eyes

They were directly draw onto the luscious curves of your breasts. God damn you’ve changed so much since you were little. He didn’t even see it coming and it hit him like a train at full speed

His hand on his pants squeezed subtly on his member as he kept admiring you

When he heard you moan it was the last straw and he decided to come in. You were so engrossed in your little game that you didn’t even react, acting like you were once again dreaming the scene

He watched your back arch subtly and that’s when he saw “Fuck” he mumbled under his breath as he noticed the shirt in your hand. The shirt that you were rubbing onto your puffy clit. The one that was making you so wet. His shirt

He found himself swept away in an internal turmoil on whether he should leave and go stroke his now hard cock as if nothing, like for the past few weeks, or… make a move and let go of all his inhibitions

Thinking about it, it felt so wrong. He fucking raised you after all. But then you when he heard you moan “Daddy” for him he thought it was so cute - even for him. And it just felt so fucking right

“I’m just helping her out right ?” he thought as he walked closer to you

“Daddy pl-please… I-I can’t c-come… I n-need you” you whined

His face softened as he locked eyes with you. You looked so desperate for his touch. And he loved it “Aw baby” he said as he took a scrunchie and kneeled at the foot of his bed “Open you legs for me. Let me help you out”

You obediently followed his instructions and opened your legs. Revealing you glistening pussy to his hungry eye

“Good girl” he said before diving in. Fuck you tasted as sweet as he thought you would

As he lapped at your cunt, the room filled with obscene noises of suction mingling with your desperate cries

“Mmmh Daddy y-you’re so g-gOOD !” you said as he plucked his tongue inside your hole. Trying to coax as much of your sweet essence as possible, making the knot in your stomach tighten

His nose can brushing against your clit each time he tried to stuck his tongue inside of you “My little girl tastes so good… much better than any woman”

He slowly started to loose control as he felt his cock throb in his pants. So he started to subtly grind it against the edge of the bed

Your moans and cries got louder and louder - luckily you were far from everyone else. Feeling how close your were he couldn’t help but put his fingers inside of you while sucking harshly on your clit. He wanted to see the ecstasy on your face. He wanted you to come on his face. Right. Fucking. Now

And you did, by dint of stimulation and his expert mouth you released. But not in the way he though you would

You filled his mouth with your essence, taking him by surprise. He moaned against your cunt as he swallowed again and again as you kept squirting in his mouth

Hi hips stuttered against the edge of the bed as he almost came, from how hot all this was

Even after you finished cuming he kept working on your folds with his tongue. Seemingly scared of being thirsty again

He pulled out from your cunt with a loud pop and a big smile on his face “You were amazing little girl. That’s so much girl cum for Daddy. I’m so proud of you”

You squirmed at his praises. Gently closing your legs with how sensitive you were

He looked at you a bit more, the stars still brightly shining in his eyes, before going to the bathroom to finish himself. You were so sensitive now and he only wanted to make you feel good. We couldn’t wait either so jerking off seemed better… for now

Then he went back in his bed, were you were still catching your breath. He stripped in his boxer and went under the covers. His long arms circled your little body and pulled your flush against his warm chest

“You did so well for Daddy today. Make sure next time to be as good” he murmured softly against your ear, making you shiver in anticipation

After all, your mom’s trip was supposed to last 2 weeks. So it left plenty of time to explore well… plenty of new things

The next day, you woke up a bit before him, his arms still securely wrapped around your waist as he gently breathed in and out still fastly asleep

Though you could tell something was different, no feel it. Press against you ass. His hard morning wood

And you couldn’t help but think “What if I just grab it and pat it gently ? He wouldn’t be mad now, would he ?”

Well I guess there’s only way to find out

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A/n : I hope you guys liked it ! 🌳🐝 Again my requests are open 🎁🎪

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Hazbin Hotel Ep 5&6 Oh My God (Major Spoilers)

I am having so many thoughts, this is just a brain dump

-LUCIFER. He’s so pathetic I love him

-Jeremy Jordan you fucking legend. I’m a big fan of a lot of his work and was excited to see him in this but I was slightly unsure if he was the right casting since I expected Lucifer to be more of a high and mighty/snobby figure, but with the way they characterised him HE IS PERFECT.

-“TAKE THAT DEPRESSION”

-The Lucifer vs Alastor rivalry is beautiful

-“Ha ha, fuck you.”

-Father figure Alastor

-HIS EARS GO BACK LIKE A CAT WHEN HES ANGRY I CANT

-MIMZY’S ARRIVAL. I know most of us know the lore about her and Alastor being developed as a couple before it was scrapped but I really like how they are in the show

-Even if it’s just crumbs I’m so excited to be getting snippets of Alastor’s lore. It’s wild to keep going back and forth between “aw he actually cares for and protects his friends” and “oh my god he’s a fucking psycho”

-Speaking of that the scene with Husk holy shit. Poor man looked terrified

-The confirmation that Alastor’s also stuck working for someone, it has to be Lilith surely. I know some people will call it predictable because a lot of theories are coming true but personally I think it’s from good worldbuilding/foreshadowing

-ALASTOR IN FULL DEMON FORM JUST ANNIHILATING EVERYONE and then he just goes “Ah that was fun, now back to it”

-I kinda like the parallel between Al and Mimzy & Angel and Cherri where they invite their friends to join them if they want to, even if neither of them take it up initially maybe we’ll see them join the hotel in the future?

-BABY CHARLIE

-I really expected Lucifer to be a dickhead and a shitty dad, but he seems to be an overall better guy than most people in hell

-CHERRI BOMB ARRIVAL! And she’s Aussie now fuck yeah represent

-I still love her and Angel’s friendship even if she is a terrible influence. Everyone’s got that friend who’s solution to a bad day is just self-destruction but they mean well at least

-DARREN CHRIS TOO, THE MUSICAL THEATRE/BROADWAY ACTOR CASTING IS STACKED

-Emily is so sweet I love her

-The Molly cameo is so sweet, I was waiting for her to appear somewhere but lowkey forgot she was in heaven. Honestly though how did she get there when the rest of her and Angel’s family got condemned for what they did together? Maybe she left the mob or something idk I just hope we get to meet her properly at some point

-Heaven’s real fucked up? Yeah not shocked

-VAGGIE?? FALLEN ANGEL REVEAL?? AND SHE WAS AN EXTERMINATOR???? I know most of us called it but holy shit I didn’t expect it to be confirmed this soon

-Adam is such a dick but he’s so much fun

-I love that Charlie was gonna start her court presentation with definitions like a high school essay

-“Consent is a good name for a sex club” the gentleman Husk truthers gonna have fun with this one

-Pentious hitting on Cherri is hilarious and totally not the same level of subtlety I flirt with when I’m drunk

-Hearing more and more about how Val treats Angel is so sad especially with how casually he talks about it since it’s just another day for him

-Him parenting drunk Nifty is beautiful

-“You wanna play with the kitty?”

-Valentino is my #1 enemy

-Seeing Angel stand up to him to protect his friends is making me feel feelings. Like he knows that he’s gonna be treated even worse for it but I think he’s reaching his tipping point and shits gonna go down soon

-Also I know there’s a popular theory that he’s gonna die soon and a lot of the theories are coming true so I am scared. I kind of don’t think this one’ll happen though since he’s the fan favourite and its just too soon to take that much of a risk. Plus Vivsie’s admitted he’s the best written character and it’d be such a waste of all that development

-More sweet moments between him and Husk, they’ve gotten me so invested in this ship so fast

-The fact that most of heaven didn’t know about the extermination?? Wild

-Idk how I feel about the timeskip between Ep 4&5, they’re only a month away from the extermination now. Yes it’s making the stakes feel higher but I do wish we’d been able to see more of that time for the relationship development, all the characters seem much closer than before and we’ve only seen bits of how they got there

-I really wish they’d greenlit more than 8 episodes to pace things a little better but I’m glad we have season 2 confirmed

-That last minute ‘reveal Vaggie’s past to Charlie, boot them out of heaven and then cut to credits before she can react’ is gonna torture me until next week

-I don’t disagree with past criticism that Vivzie’s female characters can feel a bit underwritten but I think it’s getting better

-“We’re coming to the hotel first” plus all the theories that someone’s gonna die are fucking stressing me out man

Anyway hope you enjoy the brain dump, this show has once again consumed my thoughts

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Daddy Dearest <3

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Girl dad!Leon x Mom!Reader

Blue for Leon pink for reader & purple for D/N

Desc: Despite his career path Leon has been developing pretty well to his girl dad life & revolves entirely around world around his wife & sweet little angel babygirl

Tags: Tooth Aching fluff, Dilf Leon, No smut ‼️‼️‼️, Just dad Leon living his dream! No use of y/n, D/n stands for Daughters Name

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Leon Loving his life was an understatement, He was a miserable guy not so long ago but it all changed once he met you & had his very first child! Of course after first he was worried about being a deadbeat father, but eventually he suited up and prepared for everything was to come, dropped his drinking habits, went to therapy for most of his trauma from working on the most messed up cases world wide known to mankind & even baby proofing the entire house you two shared for over 4 years.

He even went out of his way to take random target trips with you during your pregnancy to stare at nursery furniture and random trinkets and toys he found, holding up gender neutral baby clothing before knowing the gender & asking “you think this is cute sweetheart?” It was amazing how he became so obsessed with the thought of having his own little family with a white piket fence & beautiful front lawn garden (He started gardening as a coping mechanism which would soon be one of his top hobbies he brought onto his daughter.)

During the gender reveal he was nothing but pure excitement and joy to have a little baby girl that the next day he even went back to target and came home to baby-proof the entire house, testing objects to see if they would fall on a random baby doll etc, so much so that you had to go downstairs at 12 am and force him to take a break and come to bed, “You don’t think she’ll hit her head on the table one day right? I really wouldn’t want my little princess to get hurt” “I think you need to put down the baby proofing tools for the night & actually come to bed hun, it’s almost 1 o’clock”

Some days you would be in pure anguish because D/N would be doing pure gymnastics in your belly that Leon had to ‘have a talk’ but most of the time during your pregnancy he was always talking to your tummy, Asking her to relax on the jumping around in there, Sometimes waking up super early in the morning to talk to your belly & sometimes waking you up & hearing you tell him off a little bit in a muffled voice since you were buried in your body pillow. “Hi babygirl, you excited to get outta there & see your new room? Yeah? Oh I know your excited angel but you can’t keep kicking mama like this sweetheart it hurts her!”, “Can’t keep jumpin’ around in mommy’s belly sweetness your driving her insane sweetheart” “oh yeah!?You excited babydoll?” “Good morning my sweet girl, I can’t wait to see you y’know, mommy & I are so excited to meet you & hold you & love yo-“ “Leon what the hell are you doing awake at 5:30??” “Uh oh I woke up mom” “leon I swear to god if you don’t go back to sleep.”

And then came along the arrival of his awaited babygirl, he was so excited he even set up a little mini red carpet infront of her nursery & stars next to the door & even putting a little sign on your guys’ front door in bold glittery pink ‘Welcome Home Princess D/N” He even brought a little camera to make a home tape for every memory he makes with you & your daughter so when she is finally old enough she can watch, this tape includes her birthing where your shouting & screams could be heard such as “GOD FUCKING DAMNIT LEON!!” “I’M GONNA KILL YOU IN YOUR FUCKING SLEEP!”& his light crying of when she was born

After your daughter was born it was extremely difficult for you two to set a fair sleep schedule so for the first few weeks Leon would wake up at 2:30 AM whenever D/N was crying on the baby monitor and move the rocking chair placed in her room right next to the crib “What’s the matter sweetness? Can’t sleep again? I know babygirl it must be so tough trying to get your little beauty sleep huh?” He would slip his hand through the little bars of the crib and smile giddily every time she would wrap her little hand around his thumb, growing up was the most difficult for him, he cried every-time his sweet angel took her first steps, said her first word which was obviously a strained “da-da” which was to be expected since D/N was a total daddy’s girl. most of the time when he was off he would let you go to work so he could spend his days with your guys’ daughter, take her to the petting zoo, a random aquarium where she discovered her favorite animal was a sea horse, Leon’s entire existence revolved around D/N to the point where if her little fist was directed at something she wanted he bought it, she starts crying? He jumps right up to take her off your hands so you can relax, his entire world was revolving around her & you loved to see it, sometimes when you got home from work you’d see Leon on the living room floor with your daughter as she babbled playing with a random stuffed animal monkey “Hi honey, Took her to the petting zoo today, we discovered she really loves monkeys”

Some mornings when you would all sit at the table eating before the day started Leon would watch her in her high chair chew on whatever she had in-front of her causing a small mess where he would chuckle & clean up after her “Your just one messy little girl huh princess? Gonna have to teach you manners now little lady.” And then came the day where she got her very first booboo, I’m sure you can imagine what happened, Little D/N was running around the backyard chasing a butterfly while you & Leon just finished harvesting this falls apples and then randomly you heard a tiny little wail behind you causing Leon to jump up from the ground and scoop up his baby girl “Baby she has a cut on her knee we need to take her to the hospital now! Get in the car!” “Honey I think she’s alright nothing a little rubbing alcohol & a band aid can’t fix.” When the two of you went inside and into the bathroom he sat on the edge of the bath tub and sat little D/N on his knee while you rubbed some alcohol on her knee which reasonably made her wail out more than she did beforehand causing Leon to start tearing up and kissing the top of her head “I know angel I know it hurts but we can’t let your lil’ booboo get worse & nasty now can we?” Once you finished that 1 minute of anguish you two sat in the living room holding her close as you slightly teased Leon for his light crying “You love making daddy cry now don’t you honey? You know you have him tied up around your little finger huh” You joked while Leon grunted while worryingly making sure she didn’t hurt herself again

One day you caught him in her room when she was around 4 years old having a little tea party, he was sat in a chair next to her that was far to tiny for him to fit in as he wore a pink tiara around his head that was again to tiny for him & a pink fluffy tutu around his waist while fake sipping tea from the tea cup while causing her to giggle, You had just gotten home from work & leaned against the doorway smiling and holding in a laugh but Leon smiled back and stood up and had the tiny chair stuck on his ass causing you & D/N to laugh obnoxiously especially after he eventually was able to pull it off and walk over to you mumbling “shut up.” Before kissing you lightly & asking how your day went. Obviously because of his career he had to miss some important events at school for D/N and he felt AWFUL. He cried in your arms one night after returning from a 1 week trip where he missed father daughter school day where he imagined his poor babygirl sitting at her table in kindergarten watching everyone else with their dad while she had a confused expression. And every single night after that for a month straight he would have little sleepovers in her room where he read her bedtime stories, you know that one 3 little kitties book from despicable me? He obviously read that to her with the brightest smile on his face and once it was time for bed her would sleep on the floor right next to her toddler bed “Goodnight babygirl, daddy loves you so so much y’know that? You got his heart right in your little fist”

By the time she was 10 he was always helping her with school projects & homework & even going to father daughter dances with her, if

D/N wanted something all she had to do was ask and bat her little lashes, some days when he went to go pick her up from school with you in the car he would see her talking to a boy before running off to the car leaving him with a puzzled face “who the hell is that little twerp near my daughter? She does know he is not good enough for her right?” “Nuh-uh Leon, Don’t start let her have friend alright?” “Sweetheart just look at the little shit! He’s practically blushing looking at her right now!” “Oh stop it.”

Just imagine what it would be like when D/N is finally a teenager and brings a boy home for the first time..Leon makes it VERY clear nobody is good enough for his little girl & never will be, he is the entire reason why her standards will be extremely high…

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brothers best friend mike who watches you from the window in the kitchen as you sunbathe <333 your brothers in the living room playing video games n mike made n exuse to get some water but rlly its just so he can stare at you and grind his dick against the cabinet in front of him like a perv <3333

a/n: bro do you want me to DIEEEE oh my god,,,for reference reader's brother is not one of the canon boys bc i am BROWN hello. also mike is AGED UP!!! HE IS 19!!!!

content warnings: honetly pretty tame but like mike is a perv so ,,, also reader is teasing him bc she knows n she thinks it's funny <3, brat!reader...thats it i think. mike's a fucking nerd. this got so long sorry. pt 2 perhaps? also I didn’t beta this I die like men. also pov switches around a lot sorry

“He’s in the living room, you know.” There’s a lilt in your tone when you walk into the kitchen, passing Mike where he stands at the fridge. You notice his hand freeze mid wrapping around a soda can and your lip curls up at the corner.

“Uh, yeah, i’m just – you know, soda,” He grabs it quickly, showing it to you as if you needed proof, “See?”

“Mm, yeah, Mikey, I’m not blind–” You smile, manicured fingers reaching for the soda to snatch it from him and giggling when he frowns, “You staying for dinner tonight?”

The brunette nods quickly, swallowing, “Yeah – the guys are, too –” God forbid you think he was staying so he could look at you more (he was), “We — we want to finish our campaign. You can come, if you want–”

“Maybe next time? M’trying to tan today–” You cut him off, already moving towards the back door; you watch his eyes scan down your body when he thinks you’re not looking, fighting the smirk that pulls at your lips. You can sense his nerves, see how his hands shake, and it makes you excited. Hungry, almost. 

You sway your hips while you walk out the door, tiny shorts that you’d picked for this exact situation hugging your ass just right, tits bouncing when you put a bit of pep in your walk; it’s very obvious what you’re doing, even to someone as stupidly oblivious as Mike Wheeler. 

The second you disappear behind the screen door Mike’s letting out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding, gripping the counter with white knuckles and practically collapsing against it. 

Why did you keep doing this to him?

He was so sick of it, so fucking sick – every day since summer started you’d go out to tan by your pool in the tiniest bikini (how many of those could you even own, by the way?) and the most sinful shorts, thighs squeezing out around the bottom and tits practically spilling from your top. 

And then you do this stupid fucking thing – you’re doing it now, actually, he realizes it when he looks through the big window above the sink – where you shimmy out of your shorts only to reveal probably the most revealing piece of cloth he’s ever seen in his life. And you know he’s watching, and he knows that you know, because you always bend over to fish the shorts off the ground when they pool around your ankles, always in front of the window. Every. Fucking. Time.

Your brother would fucking kill him if he knew that Mike was eyeing his sister like a goddamn perv, watching her tan by the pool and popping a fucking boner while he’s at it. 

Can’t you see he’s trying to be a good friend here?

Of course you can – you’re just a fucking minx who thinks it’s fun to tease him. He notices, he’s not stupid; he sees how you arch your back up from the chair as if you’re stretching, how you make sure he’s in view of the window while you lather sunscreen on your thighs. He wants to bash his head against the marble countertop.

Mike’s only brought out of his own thoughts when he realizes you’re looking at him – really looking at him, not coy glances like you usually do when you’re out there. This one’s bolder. More loaded.

His breath hitches in his throat when he sees you bring a pretty hand up to wiggle your ringed fingers at him in a cute little wave. There’s a smirk on your face. He leans forward, feeling his cock brush the counter and almost gasping. It felt good. 

You think it’s cute how stupid he must think you are. Or maybe he doesn’t and he gets off on being known. Whatever it is, it makes you feel hot all over, like you’re doing something bad. You’re just glad he’s finally caught on to years of pining.

You’ve often wondered how bold you could get before he finally decided to fucking do something; he was driving you crazy, always trying to act so self righteous as if your brother wouldn’t fuck Nancy giving the chance. You were a spoiled brat, Mike knew that, he indulged you in it in every other way – so why not this one?

Your eyes survey the area around you, flicking around behind dark pink shades to make sure no one else but your intended audience is seeing. Once you’re satisfied you let out a little sigh, wiggling your painted toes and stretching out your arms, making a show of it all as your hands snake up to tug at your bikini top. It falls into your lap and you smile, not at him but for him. 

Mike can’t believe what he’s seeing, and he thinks he should definitely feel embarrassed about how shamelessly he’s grinding into his own hand right now. He does, but the bliss he feels while looking at your tits outweighs it. He wants to bite them. His mind is swirling and he feels dizzy but he’s chasing something, all to fantasies about those tits spilling between his fingers while he fucks into you.

And then you stretch again, arms up to the sky, before you turn around and lay yourself down on your tummy – right at the time Mike feels his boxers get sticky. He groans inwardly, collapsing against the counter again with a heaving chest. He just came in his pants to the sight of his best friend’s little sister’s tits. That was fucking humiliating.

He doesn’t even have time to consider what the fuck just happened because your brother’s hand is coming up to clap against his back, making him jump and let out a yell.

“Dude, you good? Look like you just ran a marathon or some shit – hurry up, will you? We’re starting a new game.”

“U-uh yeah, I’ll be right there, I just gotta–”

“I’m making him help me with my homework. He said he took my bio class before and can help me with it – right, Mikey?” His blood runs cold and his face gets hot when he hears your voice, devastatingly sweet. How the hell did you get in here so fast? He tries not to frown when he notices you’re clothed again.

He only nods, unable to get anything out other than a stammering confirmation. How cute.

Your brother only groans and tells you guys to hurry up but doesn’t think anything of it – why would he? Mike had known you since you guys were in diapers – he was harmless. Supposedly. He turns to walk back to the living room and Mike sighs, all the tension visibly leaving his body.

Only to come back again when you saunter next to him, leaning over him to grab something from the sink and letting your tits squish into his back in the process. He feels light headed.

“I’ll be waiting for you – don’t clean up, by the way. Kay?” 

He gasps and you can only giggle, suddenly pulling off of him and turning so you can skip off to your room. You knew. 

“Thanks, Mikey!” You call behind you, and he watches your hips sway while you go. He realizes you had only been out there for five minutes max, not a shade darker. You’d planned this.

Little shit.

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A Parties Quickey

@fionaheartswomen : smut were chris and y/n fuck at a party in the bathroom and matt hears them and knocks on the door telling them to stfu.

⚠️WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS SMUT! ⚠️

3rd Perspective

Chris had invited you to a party that Nick, Matt and Chris had been invited to. You were nervous because you weren’t invited but Chris reassured you.

CHRIS 🩷🌚

Hey baby are you ready?

Y/N

I’m almost ready you can start heading to my apartment but I’m kinda nervous babe.

CHRIS 🩷🌚

Why what’s wrong baby?

Y/N

I don’t know. I just don’t think that I should go since I wasn’t invited.

CHRIS 🩷🌚

My love don’t say that. You’re going to the party. You’re going to be my plus one 😘.

Y/N

Okay, whatever you say baby. Text me when you’re here.

Y/N POV

I want to wear something revealing I want to tease Chris. I had the perfect outfit picked out. A short dress that went straight to the lower of my thighs. A dress that hugged me in all the right places. Chris is gonna love this. I hear a knock at the door. I put on my heels and I opened the door. It was Chris.

“Hi, baby!” I said. He stared at me up and down. “Hey, my love. Wow, you look so beautiful.” I look at Chris as he mesmerizes my body. “I don’t know if I did too much-“ he cuts me off. “No baby you look stunning” I give him a quick kiss. “Well come on we can’t keep Matt and Nick waiting,” I smirk.

At the party

Me, Matt, Nick and Chris entered the party we were greeted by Larray and Madi.

“Hi Madii I missed you,” I said as I hugged her. She hugged me back, “Hii Y/N you look stunning oh my god. How has Chris not done anything?” I smirked, “ I wanted to tease him tonight. I want to see how far he can go.” She giggled, “Good luck with that.”

I went to get a drink I could feel someone creeping around. I look up and it’s Chris.

“Hi, baby!” I said as I hugged him rubbing against his semi-boner. “Someone’s excited tonight!” I giggled.

Chris POV

She looks so beautiful tonight. Her dress looks so good on her. She’s so perfect. I can’t wait to take this off her tonight.

She hugged me and I knew she could feel my semi-boner. I know she was teasing me. She knew exactly what she was doing.

“You look so fucking beautiful tonight,” I whispered in her ear. I could feel my boner grow by the second.

Y/N POV

“We’ll come on Chris let’s go dance it’s a party isn’t it?” I said innocently with a sly grin. I pulled away from the hug but as I turned around he pulled me close to him. He was hugging me from behind. I could feel his dick grow on me.

“Chris..” I whispered. “Y/N I need you so bad.” He said sternly.

I grab his hand and start walking as I lead him into the bathroom. I closed the door behind him and I pressed my lips against his. He was pressed against the door as we started making out. He led me to the sink counter I sat on the counter with my legs open and Chris was in between them. It went from a make-out sesh to a rough one. He started kissing my neck leaving deep dark purple hickies. I slightly moaned as he placed hickeys on my neck.

“Chris. I need you.” I said in a whiny voice. “I know you do princess.”

He lifted my dress and pulled my panties down. He had unzipped his pants and pulled his boxers down.

“Spit.” He said as he held his hand out. I spat in his hand. “Good girl.” He said as he rubbed my spit on his cock. He rubbed my clit as he pumped two fingers into me.

“Chris!” I moaned. “Shhh you can’t be loud.” He said sternly.

He had been teasing me for the past few minutes as I whined and moaned.

“Chris just fuck me,” I said in a whiny voice as I gave him fuck me eyes.

He had picked me up and bent me over the sink as he positioned me inside my entrance.

“Are you ready?” He said. I nodded as he started pumping inside of me.

I moaned as his large cock entered me. I can never get used to Chris’s size.

He’s started pumping in me faster. “F-fuck Chris! Ngh you feel so good in me.” I moaned.

His thrusts started getting sloppier so I knew he was getting close but that didn’t stop him from going faster. I moaned louder as each thrust got faster. “C-Chris I’m so close. Fuck ugh!”

Matt’s POV

I was with Madi and Nick. “Hold on y’all I’ll be right back I have to use the bathroom.” I start walking towards the bathroom. I try opening the door but it’s locked. As I was about to go find another bathroom I hear “C-Chris I’m so close. Fuck ugh!”. Is that Y/N and Chris there’s no way they are fucking at a party. I knocked on the door and said “Keep it down in their love birds!”

Y/N POV

We hear someone knock and it’s Matt. He says “Keep it down in their love birds!”.

But Chris did not care he still went faster. I felt myself getting close to cumming.

“Chris I’m gonna cum!” I said moaning. “Cum with me princess.” He said groaning.

Chris came in me as I came around his cock. I let out a loud moan as I catch my breath. Chris groans as he pulls out of me. He grabs toilet paper and wipes the cum off his cock. He gives me toilet paper as I clean myself.

“I fucking love you, Chris,” I say as I stand up and pull my panties up.

We walked out as we finished getting dressed and cleaned up and we saw Matt, Nick and Madi staring at us from the party kitchen. Me and Chris look at each other as we nervously start walking towards them.

“Hey, guys..” I said smiling nervously.

“I thought y’all were gonna fuck at home not at the party!” Madi whispered to me. “You told them!” I told Matt while blushing. “Not my fault I just wanted to use the bathroom!” He giggled. “Nasty I say! Nasty!” Nick says sarcastically.

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[nanamisonholiday]

Do I have to?

Choso x fem!reader

Summary: Choso is regretting coming to the festive party until you save him :)

notes- Reader is Geto's daughter. not that it's that relevant in this fic Enjoy

He’s content on watching you from afar as you mingle and chat with your friends and family. This party had been excitedly anticipated by everyone around him, even his brother. To say he wasn't bothered was an understatement. The eager whispers about the wonderfully gorgeous men and women to attend, the gossip of the newest drama’s, just weren't his cup of tea. Although he did find himself amused as he watches your aunt become an exceptional nosey nelly- digging her way unshamelessly into peoples businesses.

Choso holds back the laughter behind a sip of his drink when his eyes catch your aunt target the wrong person. Gojo, your fathers bestfriend, who puts up a dramatic front as he plays along to your aunts verbal diorrhea. He can’t hear from here- but be knows Gojo’s playful reaction is nowhere near what she had hoped for.

As he shifts his view he wanders to himself as he people watches. He’s not all that sure why he even came. Possibly because you invited Yuuji, who then invited him. But he can’t stop replaying your sweet face talking to him with excitement as you grabbed his hand and telling- no demanding him to attend after meeting him for the first time. Your enthusiam to see him again had his fantasies gripped. The charm of your words had him in a spell, telling him if he didn't make it you'd be the most 'unhappiest girl on Christmas'

And well- he couldn’t let you be the unhappiest girl on Christmas could he?

But your aunt is making him regret his decision as she locked eyes on him and chatted his soul away about shit he doesn’t give a fuck about. He’s a tether away from snapping at her. Temper rising to rival Sukuna’s, until he’s saved by a gentle hand coaxing his arm in another direction away from your aunt

Things move slowly for Choso when he turns his head to reveal you- that pretty dress making you look more etheral than he’d care to think about. He feels the world on mute as he focusses on you latched onto his arm- squeezing slightly when you talk

“Okay Aunty! Think Daddy wanted to talk to you”

“Oh alright hun!”

He breathes a sigh of relief when she bids her farewell, whispering to you before he even thinks about it

“Thankyou”

His eyes widen as soon as it slips out, but he softens when you let out a cute giggle. Rubbing his arm mindlessly as you speak

“It’s okay, I’d want to be saved too if she latched onto me”

He hums in agreeance, looking down to you and admiring your pretty features.

This is why he came

For you

“I’m happy you came, Sukuna kept saying you wouldn’t, but I knew you would”

“Oh yeah? How so?”

“You just don’t pin me as the type to break a promise Choso”

Your voice could send him to heaven, he’s not as nice as you pin him down to be, but by god- he would be on his best behaviour if it meant you’d look at him like that all day and night.

“Want to meet my family?”

He smirks

“Do I have to?”

You faux gasp, clutching a hand to your heart dramatically. This is where he realises Saturu Gojo really has helped your parents raise you. He chuckles at the similar display deciding to play along with your dramatics

“Quit being cute. I’ll meet’em alright?”

You smile at getting what you want- kissing his cheek and giggling. It wouldn't surprise him in the least if you really did get everything you wanted. The lilt in your voice proves it to be relatively true, but he doesn't care, he just wants to keep making you smile and giggle at him like that.

“Knew you would”

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