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markiemelon · 2 months

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ordinary

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idol!jaehyun x gn!reader

this one’s for all my delulus out there!

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it wasn’t his job that made him ordinary, it wasn’t his talent, and it certainly wasn’t his looks.. but it was the little things he did, like wanting to go to the convenience store with you at 2am even after a long day of photoshoots and promotions.

it’s starting to get colder, and leaves are turning brown again. just like it was when you met him. this time of year makes you remember the first time you crossed paths.

you were working at a cafe, your first day, first job. he, of all people, walked in. you felt your heart stop and start again. of course you knew who he was, but you didn’t dare say anything. you kindly welcomed him, holding back the urge to ask for a picture or an autograph.. you were too shy to do anything like that.

you’ll never forget his order. it still hasn’t changed. you called it out. “extra hot caramel macchiato, two pumps hazelnut, extra whipped cream.”

he was off to the side of the counter, jotting something down on piece of paper. his head perked up at your call, and he smiled.

he payed in cash, and managed to slip something in with it. a little folded up sticky note wedged in between the bills. you wouldn’t have noticed it if it hadn’t slipped out and fallen onto the floor. “oh, did something fall out of—”

“don’t worry. that’s for you.” he interjected, taking the change you held out for him in your hand. “well thanks. have a nice day.” he nodded on his way out.

after watching him exit in awe, you picked up the note. a string of digits was written across it in really poor handwriting. it read ‘text me?’ but it actually looked more like ‘taxi man’

but you couldn’t focus for the rest of the day. seeing him in person was enough to shake you up, but for him to hit on you? you got a least 4 orders wrong after that.

when you finally got home, you were hesitant to type the number into your phone. did he really mean to give it to you? that’s dangerous… for all he knows, you could be a sasaeng.

you ignored any doubts and just did it anyway. you had no idea what to say. not wanting to freak him out or act like a crazy fan, you went with something simple.

hi are you the guy from earlier? caramel macchiato?

shortly after you sent it, you got a response.

yeah that’s me

you stared at your screen expressionless, trying to process what was going on. and then another text came through.

sorry that note was so sloppy. actually i was worried you wouldn’t be able to read it

im jaehyun by the way. could i get your name?

all you could do was laugh. it was unbelievable.

surprisingly, you slept pretty well that night. but you woke up a little disappointed, thinking you’d just woken from the best dream ever. you picked up your phone to check the time only to see a message from a number that had yet to be saved as a contact.

you working today?

you took a second to notice the messages above it, where you exchanged names. your heart fluttered, but then it dropped. it was already noon and jaehyun’s text is what reminded you that you had a shift at 1:15. your thumbs slammed against your keyboard to respond.

yes i totally forgot

you pulled yourself together in like 10 minutes. hair kinda messy, eye bags on fleek, you head out. you were in such a hurry, it didnt occur to you to check if he responded.

nice. i’ll see you there

but you left him on delivered.

you made it just on time. you reached for the door handle but someone else beat you to it. a familiar voice spoke. “here, i can get that.”

you weren’t expecting to see jaehyun right beside you, and you obviously weren’t used to seeing his face up close and personal. “oh it’s you-” your hands instinctively covered your mouth in surprise. “what are you doing here?” you avoided looking directly at him as you made your way inside.

he followed behind you. “i have a day off.. and i was craving coffee.” you rubbed your cold hands together. “is that so?” heading to the back to put your things down, you tried hard not to show how nervous you were.

you came back out with an apron, and you made sure to fix your hair up a bit. jaehyun was standing on the other side of the counter like he was ready to place an order, so you had to think of him as any regular customer. “what can i get for you today, sir?”

“can i get a… date with you?”

at that point, it had started to sink in. that you actually had a shot with this guy.

“sir, that’s.. not on the menu.” you teased with a sudden confidence, looking him in the eye.

yes, this was jeong jaehyun. but at the end of the day, he was still a man. and like any man, you wouldn’t let him pull you so easily.

“it’s not?” he answered, his gaze lingering on you so naturally. “hmm…” with a quick scan of the menu, he continued. “a caramel macchiato is fine, then.”

one thing led to another, and the untouchable superstar jaehyun you couldn’t believe was real, was now the annoying jaehyun who refused to leave your home.

the unreachable jaehyun who travels the world, performing at sold out stadiums, is still the jaehyun who sleeps through his alarms, and sings in the shower…

now you know he’s not unreachable or untouchable, but it was still hard for you to understand how such a special person… could really be so ordinary.

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folkloresthings · 10 months

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BECAUSE I LIKED A BOY / CL16.

in which the world’s favourite pop princess becomes tangled in the life of a certain formula one driver, flipping her entire world upside down.

( charles leclerc x singer!au )

track one: lonesome. track two: fast times. track three: nonsense. track four: opposite. track five: how many things. track six: bad for business.

✩⡱ warnings: i don’t think so

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the last comment makes you smile, one last look to the picture of charles on the screen (one you had taken) before you lock your phone, tucking it into the bag on your shoulder. it had been a magical few weeks — that time in a relationship that felt like you were floating, on top of the world. despite all of the comments online, criticism of die hard formula one fans, nothing could touch the pair of you. charles leclerc had swept you off of your feet, and there was nothing you could have done to stop it.

there was a party being thrown that night, one for all of the drivers, a small opportunity to relax after weeks and weeks of racing. lewis had sent you the location, some big nightclub in barcelona that the fia had rented out. full of celebrities, some you knew, some you didn’t. but you knew the drivers, at least.

“y/n!” lando slurs out, stumbling into your view as soon as you’d stepped inside the loud, dark room. the music was pumping, vibrating through your entire body and shaking your chest. you grinned at the young english driver’s evident drunkenness, many drinks ahead of you. “so glad you made it!”

“hi, lando,” you chuckle, patting his damp shoulder. he takes your hand, murmuring something about how nice your dress looked, before dragging you to the area that the driver’s had made themselves comfortable. each and every one of them greeted you kindly, hugging you and kissing your cheek. lewis slung an arm across your shoulder, pulling you into a photo without warning.

“hey! she was my best friend before she was charles’ girlfriend — back off.”

a smile tugs at your lips, fondly leaning into lewis’ grip. as they continue drinking, you make yourself comfortable with the other girlfriends, each of who had taken you under their wing.

“hey, have you seen charles?” you lean across to talk right in lily’s ear, the only way she’d have heard you. her eyes dart around, trying to place the monegasque boy amongst the crowds. she shakes her head, mirroring your previous position.

“last i saw him, he was going to get drinks.”

you send her a grateful smile, getting up to look over to where the bar was. you wanted to see him, desperately. to kiss him again, to have him hold you too close as you dance. as much as you loved lewis and the others, charles was the reason you were here.

excitement danced in your eyes, lovesick as you searched for the boy you’d committed to memory. you find him, right at the side of the bar, waiting for a drink. you push past someone to get closer, widening your view of him. your view of him and another: a brunette girl. she’s got her hand in his hair, her lips dancing near his ear. he laughs at whatever she says, handing her a glass of something.

your heart drops. right from your chest to the floor below you, and even though you haven’t had a drop to drink you swear you could throw up right there. he knew you were coming, didn’t he? either way, he didn’t seem to care. preoccupied with another, too cosy and too close, you want to laugh. how could you have been so stupid?

after minutes of being frozen to the same spot, shaken awake by the salt water that drips down your cheeks. fight or flight kicks in, six inch heels wobbling as you hurry backwards, pushing through everyone once again. tunnel vision to the exit, shoulder crashing roughly with another. a hard grip turns you to look at them, the silhouette of lewis blurred from your teary eyes.

“y/n, what—”

“i have to go. i’m sorry.”

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megalony · 8 months

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Buck Jr

This is an Evan Buckley (Buck) request from anon, thank you for this I had so much fun with this. All the requests have been great, any other 911 requests would be great.

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Summary: When the team get called out to a car crash pile up on the motorway, they find Buck and his heavily pregnant wife in the middle of the crash.

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"Just one more month left," Evan glanced his eyes away from the red light ahead of him and over to (Y/n) perched in the passenger seat.

Despite the calmness in his voice, (Y/n) could see the way he was almost bubbling over with anticipation just thinking about it. She could see the way his hands gripped the steering wheel that little bit tighter and he couldn't help but bounce in his seat like a child waiting for Christmas to arrive.

There was only just over five weeks left and then Evan would be able to meet his baby. He couldn't wait; time seemed to have dragged out and gone so slow since they found out they were expecting and he was ready to have his baby in his arms now. Evan loved how his wife looked while she was pregnant, but despite how good and appealing she looked to him, his arms were craving to hold his baby and he was so pumped and ready to be a dad.

"So, where are you putting this picture, baby?" (Y/n) looked down at the photos in her hands before she glanced over at Evan again just as the lights turned green.

During the pregnancy, Evan had made sure he was at each and every appointment (Y/n) had. One time he got the team to drop him off in the truck, all dressed in his uniform just so he could be there to hold (Y/n)'s hand and see his baby on screen.

And each time they had gone to a scan, Evan had collected all the photos and displayed them in various places. He had one in his locker at the station, one on the fridge at home and another one in his wallet. He didn't have much more room to fit another photo in and (Y/n) dared not think what he would be like once their baby was born and he had actual photos of them. There would be a mess of pictures flying everywhere.

"I don't know, I'll find some room in my wallet I think."

(Y/n) nodded along and moved to put the pictures in her bag that rested between her feet. She had been staring at them for long enough, it was time to put them away before Evan reached out and snatched them from her. He was protective over the photos, he loved showing them off but begrudged giving Maddie one for her fridge.

"What do you say we stop somewhere for dinner? I've got the whole day off after all." Evan reached his free hand out until his fingers could smooth over (Y/n)'s stomach. It was hard to keep his eyes on the road when all he wanted to do was sit and stare at his wife until the sun went down and the moon came up.

"Sounds lovely, baby."

He had been working a lot of shifts recently and the team had been great in swapping a few shifts around so he could be home with (Y/n) when she wasn't feeling well and when she had her appointments. Eddie had even covered one of his shifts in the early stages of (Y/n)'s pregnancy when she rang Evan at the station, crying and gasping that she had thrown up so much she passed out and felt too weak to move. Eddie covered for him so he could go home and take her to the hospital and then stay with her when she was admitted in for the night.

Evan was putting in more shifts to make up for the time off Bobby had already agreed to and secured off for him next month ready for the baby.

Going out for something to eat sounded like a good idea, they had been trying to do more things together recently before the baby arrives.

Evan couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his lips and he started to feather his fingers up and down (Y/n)'s stomach for a few moments until he finally let go to hold the wheel again.

Leaning forward, (Y/n) straightened up to click her spine into place before she reached across and turned up the volume on the radio. She had no idea where Evan had decided to go for dinner but she knew he had somewhere in mind when he switched into the outside lane and deliberately missed their turn off that would have taken them the short way home.

With a smile, (Y/n) rubbed her hand up and down Evan's thigh as she slouched back in her seat but her fingers tightened around his leg when she looked out the window and saw a car speeding past them in the inside lane. The dark rouge car flew ahead of them in the other lane but in a split second, the driver swerved across in front of them where there was barely any room to squeeze between Evan and the car in front.

"Fucking hell!"

Evan slammed his foot on the break but his left arm automatically reached out and planted across (Y/n)'s chest, pushing her back into the seat like an additional seatbelt when they both lurched forward.

He kept his arm pinned to her chest until he could release the break and they weren't in danger of crashing.

"Idiot! What the fuck was he doing?" He thrashed his fist on the horn before going back to gripping the steering wheel, ignoring the shaking that set in through his system. "You alright babe?" He didn't want to take his eyes away from the car in front but he had to sneak two then three glances at (Y/n) to calm his mind down and reassure himself she was alright.

(Y/n) kept one hand curled around the door handle and her other hand moved to her chest when it felt like her heart was about to break free of her ribs but she managed to nod her head and whisper a small 'okay'. She didn't want Evan to worry, he had to focus on the idiot in front of them in case he swerved into another lane or caused an accident.

Evan clicked the indicator and moved back into the other lane, he didn't want to be close to the other car.

But moving lanes didn't make a difference.

"You sure you're okay babe? I think I might-"

The horrid sound of metal clashing and colliding broke Evan's speech and he felt the steering wheel jutter beneath his fingertips when he slammed the breaks so fast and harsh that the tyres started to smoke. He couldn't keep the car going straight, as soon as he slowed down the wheels spun out and the car was turning just as they felt another car crashing into the back of them.

The speeding car in front had crashed into the middle barrier and backfired into the line of traffic and their car was next to collide into the growing pile.

A burning scream ricketed against (Y/n)'s throat and teeth and her eyes slammed closed. She could feel her body tensing and pulling inwards and she scraped her shoes down against the floor to try and steady herself and push back in the seat. Her hand tightened around the door handle and her free hand reached out to hold the dashboard when she heard Evan make a noise between a growl and a scream.

Her head collided with the window and the shock caused static to pound through her ears. Nothing but white noise filtered through (Y/n)'s head and she couldn't concentrate or feel anything but the way the car was shaking and how every muscle tensed to the point they were going to snap.

Evan's head thrashed between the steering wheel, the window and the headrest like a pinball and when he hit the wheel for a second time, he blacked out.

A choked cough bubbled past Evan's lips that made his lungs wheeze and burned the back of his throat.

What happened? Where was he? What was he doing?

The moment he opened his eyes, his head started to pound and ache like someone was hitting him with a hammer. All he could see was the black leather steering wheel and he realised it was smushed against the right side of his face. His neck burned when he lifted his head and slowly tilted himself back so he was sitting upright in the chair with his head lolled back on the headrest.

His right arm was tingling and his fingertips felt like they were turning numb and when he looked down, he realised his lower arm and wrist had been trapped between the side of the chair and the door that had been caved in.

"Oow, fuck…" He hissed gruffly as he slowly wrenched his arm free, earning a large scrape of skin to peel back and slowly trickle blood down to his fingers. But he could still bend his wrist and move his fingers, it didn't feel broken; thankfully.

He dared to move a hand over his chest, wincing and stiffening when he felt at least two broken ribs on the lower right side.

Evan let his head loll to the left but felt his heart rocket up into his throat and choke him when he remembered where he was and what he had been doing. They were going out. They were on their way back from a scan.

(Y/n) was with him.

Oh God, she was in the car with him.

A quiet sob bubbled past Evan's lips and he could feel tears burning up in his eyes when he looked at his wife.

"Babe… baby look at me," Evan flung the seatbelt off so harshly it snapped against the window and backfired against his shoulder but he paid it no mind. His eyes were trained on his wife. She was doubled over, arms bound around her waist and forehead leaned down on the dashboard but he knew she wasn't unconscious. He could see her subtly shaking and hear the little murmurs and groans leaving her lips.

Reaching out, he carefully slipped his hand between her forehead and the dashboard and with his other hand on her lower back, he tried to get her to sit up. He needed to look her over and see if she had any injuries.

"Evan…" (Y/n) reached her hand up to grab his wrist when his hand moved down from her forehead to cup her cheek.

"I'm here, I'm okay. Are you alright, let me look at you." Both his hands moved to skim over her frame and see if he could find any injuries.

He could see she had a gash on her forehead, much like the one he knew he had on his temple since he could feel the blood dripping across his brow. But he couldn't see any cuts or patches of blood seeping through her clothes which was a relief. There was no broken glass or jagged pieces of metal sticking out near her.

"My knee a-and my stomach hurt," (Y/n) didn't dare look Evan in the eye but she could feel the way his hands started to shake and hovered near her stomach. He was desperate to touch her but too afraid in case he hurt her or there was something wrong with the baby.

They had been thrown about in all directions, they were lucky the car hadn't turned upside down in the crash but Evan sure felt like he had gone too many rounds on the waltzers. He didn't dare think what it would be like for their baby or what could have happened to them.

"Okay, I… just try not to move,"

Evan desperately looked through the windshield and in the rar view mirror but there was nothing he could do. They were jammed in an increasing patch of cars and they would be backed up for miles in a matter of minutes. He couldn't get them out and they were on the motorway, he couldn't swerve into the next lane and get out and drive them back to the hospital.

But he could feel a small bubble of relief in his chest when he looked at the dash screen. His phone was connected up to the car and it was set up so that if he ever had a crash- just like this- his phone would alert the emergency services. He didn't have to dial 911, they would know already and he knew countless people would be ringing because there was a crash that was inconveniencing them and their day.

"The team will get us out babe, I promise. You just take deep breaths, I've got you until they get here."

His words settled down one of the thousands of (Y/n)'s petrified nerves and she inched forward so rest her head on his shoulder. She felt his arms curve around her waist and start to smooth up and down her back before he kissed the top of her head, keeping his lips there for a while to calm himself down.

They were both shaking and Evan could feel (Y/n)'s silent tears soaking into his shirt so he started to quietly shush her and hum into her hair to see if it would help calm her down. Panicking wouldn't do them any good.

Evan moved one hand to hold the back of (Y/n)'s head and he tilted his head to press his cheek into her hair which also allowed him to look out the broken windscreen. People were starting to get out their cars and move about, that was a good sign. Anyone relatively uninjured could get out and direct the emergency services to those more in need.

If Evan had been alone in the car he would have been out by now and scanning through the other cars to try and find anyone he could help and look after.

But he had (Y/n) with him.

There was no way Evan was getting out the car and leaving her in here alone when she was heavily pregnant and in shock. He wasn't budging an inch away from her. Today, he was off duty. He wasn't the emergency services, he wasn't a fireman helping rescue people, he was one of the civilians who needed help.

"Evan, it hurts." (Y/n) kept her eyes tightly closed and smothered her face deeper into his shoulder as her hands came up to clench around his shirt.

It felt like her stomach was pulsing and throbbing and she didn't like it at all. She had never felt discomfort like this before and she knew she had been tossed around side to side when the car spun.

"I know baby," Moving his hand from (Y/n)'s hair, Evan slipped his aching arm between them and tried to apply pressure to different parts of her stomach. She wasn't whimpering or flinching like her stomach was tender and he could feel some sort of movement which had to be a good sign but other than that, he wasn't sure what he could do or interpret.

Evan flinched when (Y/n) cried into his shirt and she gripped his hand tight, moving his palm lower down to where the sudden burst of pain had come from.

"You're doing so good, just keep breathing through it and stay calm just for a bit longer baby." He leaned back a little to allow (Y/n) to fold over and bury her face in his legs instead, one hand gripping his thigh and the other holding her stomach as she went back to quiet whimpers. And Evan curled around her, kissing her head and smoothing his hands over her lower back as he started to cry too.

"Oh God, Evan… oow Evan!"

(Y/n) gripped Evan's thighs so tightly he could feel her nails pinching into his skin before he held her shoulders and pulled her back up so he could look at her. But when their eyes met, he saw utter fright hiding in her blown pupils and her hands moved to his biceps. Such a horrid howling noise left her lips that made Evan flinch and his jaw dropped but nothing came out. What had happened?

"What? Baby, what is it?"

"My waters… I- I think the baby's coming," (Y/n) moaned through her words and she could barely see her husband from the tears spilling down her face.

She watched his big doe eyes flip from her, down to her legs where a sudden gushing feeling had errupted all over the seat, and then back up to her eyes again.

"Fuck, fuck! Okay, uh… right." Leaning forward, Evan carefully moved (Y/n) back so she was leaning against the chair and he unbuckled her belt. Relief sweltered through him when he jammed his shoulder into his door and it swung open fairly easily. "I'm gonna look if anyone's arrived yet, then I'll move you into the back, okay?"

"Hm." (Y/n) nodded but she couldn't look at him any longer when another pain rippled through her. She tipped her chin down into her chest and breathed through clenched teeth.

Evan didn't like what he saw when he climbed out the car. At least six other cars were banged up and collided in front of them, including the red car that had cut him off earlier. And when he turned and pushed up on his toes to look behind his own car, another half a dozen cars had crashed and beyond them, everyone had come to a stand still.

The only good thing Evan could see was that there was a hard shoulder down his side of the road that was clear. The team and the ambulances could get down there and reach them without having to cut off the other side of the road or make a rounded approach. It was easy access to the crash site which was what he needed to get (Y/n) help.

He realised he had hurt his ankle when he rounded the front of the car and a red hot shooting pain creeped up the back of his left ankle. It wasn't broken, he knew that but it might be sprained or a muscle snapped, whatever it was he ignored it. (Y/n) was the only thing he could think about.

Nothing had hit the front passenger door which was a relief because Evan managed to open it with ease and he leaned back and opened the back door too. If she was going to have the baby here, depending on how long help took to arrive, he needed her in the back seat. It would be too hard to try and crouch down in the footwell and deliver his baby.

God, Evan might have to deliver his own baby!

"Alright baby, let's get you in the back."

Crouching down in front of her, Evan gently held her legs and turned her round until her feet were dangling down between his legs. He let her dig her fingertips into his shoulders when he secured his arms around her waist and slowly pulled her up, taking her weight when he felt her knees cave in immediately.

"I got you, you're okay," He reassured, speaking into her hair as he slowly started to shuffle away from the door and towards the back seat instead.

(Y/n) buried her face in Evan's shoulder and let him slowly ease her back until his hips brushed against hers and his legs were planted either side of her thighs, caging her beneath him. He lowered her down onto the back seat and effortlessly took her weight again to shuffle her further into the back.

She tried to tilt a little and leaned her back up against the seat, reaching across to brush her thumb against Evan's lower lip for a moment when he hovered over her to grab his jacket that he'd left there earlier.

"Alright babe, let's take a look at you. Good job I've done this with Cap before."

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"Alright, you all know the drill. Major pile up in the middle of the freeway, if anyone can walk for help direct them to the paramedics. Shout out if you need to cut someone out the car, find anyone stuck and get them free. Chimney you're with me, Eddie go with Hen."

Bobby strapped on his helmet and nodded at his team but his eyes frowned when he looked over at Eddie.

They had parked up on the hard shoulder a few feet away from the crash since the ambulances needed to get round and them be closer to the scene so they could drive ahead and get out of the mess.

"Eddie, what's up?"

"Cap, the blue ford…" Something stirred in Eddie's chest and his fingers curled tighter around his helmet in his hand when he scanned his eyes over the mess. Right off to the right near the middle barrier was a navy blue ford that looked beat up and bashed about, but Eddie knew who drove a car exactly like that and he knew said person wasn't on shift today.

This was the direction away from the hospital where Eddie knew Buck had gone to this morning, he hadn't been able to talk about anything else except how excited he was to have a day off and be with (Y/n).

"What about it?"

"It's Buck!" Eddie dropped his helmet and set off into a sprint the moment he saw a familiar crop of sandy curls come into view when the tall figure stood up next to the car. It was Buck, he could tell it was him from a mile off. He was in the middle of the mess.

Eddie could hear Bobby shouting something through the throng of sirens and panicked cries but he didn't bother trying to make out what he said. And he knew Hen was following close behind him but he didn't slow down to wait for her. If Buck was here trapped in all this then that meant (Y/n) was here too. A pregnant woman in a car crash was never a good thing.

"Buck! Hey, Buck we're here mate! We're here." He waved his arm out to signal his arrival and shuffled the medic bag higher on his other shoulder when he got close and weaved through to Buck's car.

Something rattled in Eddie's chest when he watched Buck pull his shirt over his head and wipe it across his brow before he went back to kneel down in front of the open back seat. What the Hell was he doing? Was he injured- God, was (Y/n) injured? How long had they been here without help?

He barely reached the before Evan spun his upper body round and grabbed Eddie's wrist with what could only be described as desperation.

"The baby's coming!"

Evan was more relieved than he could say that he had been on a few callouts over the years and witnessed women giving birth. It meant he knew roughly what he was expecting and what he was supposed to do to help until someone could get them to the hospital.

He had laid his jacket out on the backseat but the baby was coming now and he had nothing but his shirt to take off so when the baby was here, he had something to wrap them up in and keep his newborn warm.

"Hen, (Y/n)'s in labour over here! Alright (Y/n), how you doing?" Eddie slung the medic bag onto the floor and knelt down beside Evan on the road but when Hen approached, (Y/n) shook her head.

"No one else! I- I don't want anyone else, please…"

"Okay baby, just me and Eddie that's okay." Evan turned to look over at Hen, apologies already burning in his eyes and forming on his tongue but she held her hands out and started moving towards the next car. Hen could understand (Y/n) not wanting a big scene, she wasn't comfortable in this situation and too many people surrounding her was only going to make her feel worse.

"We can handle this, can't we Buck? Did your waters break?"

"Yeah, and she's already started pushing," Evan rested his hand on (Y/n)'s knee when she didn't bother to respond. She couldn't find anything to say when another contraction hit, all she could do was cry and grit her teeth until they were grating down together.

"You work fast, eh?" With a smile, Eddie snapped on a pair of gloves but he stopped and waited when (Y/n) started to move. He could see she wasn't the least bit comfy or relaxed back here and it was understandable, but they didn't have time to move her when she was already so close and giving birth in a stationary car was preferable to a moving ambulance. "Any injuries we need to take care of?"

Pushing forward, (Y/n) wrapped her left arm around the back of the headrest and pulled herself forward so she was sitting up as much as she could, (Y/n) didn't want to slouch back any longer. She tucked her face into the headrest like she was trying to smother herself and with her free hand, (Y/n) reached down and pulled Evan's hand tight until she could hold it up against her chest.

Something close to a smile pulled at (Y/n)'s lips when she felt him move and kiss her thigh.

"Y-your arm," (Y/n)'s voice was barely more than a whisper but when she cracked an eye open to look at her husband, he was shaking his head with pursed lips.

"It'll wait," Evan couldn't even feel his arm anymore. The skin was still loose and scraped back but it didn't matter, the adrenaline was so fast and consistent in his body that it numbed everything. His arm would be fine until they got to the hospital, he just wanted his baby in his arms and his wife to be alright.

"God, Evan please… fuck, can I push again?"

When (Y/n) tugged on his arm again, Evan got the hint and bypassed Eddie, climbing into the footwell that didn't fit his large frame very well. He leaned his weight onto his knees that pushed into the chair and curved his frame around (Y/n) so his chest was against her shoulder and he could kiss her temple. She kept tight hold of his hand that was still smothered against her chest so his arm was wrapped around her like a comforting blanket.

"You keep pushing you're doing great, I can see the head already."

(Y/n) let her head fall back onto Evan's shoulder and she moved to kiss his neck and she had to hold back the urge to bite down and give him a dark bruise when the pain made her jaw clench. But Evan didn't even shiver or jolt against her when she screamed into his neck, he soaked up the sound and instead started to hum against her hair, letting her deadlock her fingers around his wrist that had gone numb a while back.

"…And the head's here," The smile that lit up Eddie's face made a knot in (Y/n)'s stomach slowly untangle. He didn't look panicked or overly concerned or like he was trying to take control of a bad situation, he was relaxing and it made (Y/n) feel more at ease.

She could feel Evan laughing into her hair, the feeling rumbled through his bare chest and vibrated through (Y/n)'s skin and he just had to lean forward to get a look.

"Another c…contraction,"

"Keep pushing baby, you're doing so great, I can't wait to have them in my arms."

Evan leaned forward when (Y/n) did the same and he kept his chest smothered against her back but he just couldn't resist from getting closer. He kept his left arm secured around (Y/n)'s lower waist but he reached his right hand down to see and touch the baby.

"Alright (Y/n) you're so close now, push again for me… Buck get ready." Eddie grabbed Buck's shirt that was laid in the footwell and nodded up at his friend to signal it was almost time.

(Y/n) tightened her left arm around the headrest to keep her weight up and moved her right hand to hold onto Evan's bicep, allowing him to lean around her because she knew what he was desperate for. He wanted to hold their baby the moment they were born and Eddie could see it too.

With a final scream and a blinding pain that sent spots dancing across her vision, (Y/n) slumped against the seat as Evan doubled over and stretched his arms out like he was reaching for the sun.

"Here he is! Buck Jr," Eddie laughed triumphantly, swaddling the baby boy in his dad's shirt before he slowly handed the bundle up to Evan who had tears trecking down his face.

Evan stayed doubled over with his abdomen resting on his knees and his arms outstretched towards Eddie. He didn't dare move an inch until Eddie had clamped and cut the cord, he couldn't pull back without it being cut unless he wanted to risk pulling on the placenta and harm (Y/n) in the process. But once the cord was safety cut off, Evan stretched back up and shakily tilted his boy around so he was laid on his bare chest.

He was a mix of soft blushing pink and the lightest shade of orange, covered in a protective layer of white fluid and droplets of blood, but he was perfect. It was mesmerising how Evan's large hand covered almost the whole spa of his boy's back when he patted to make sure he was crying properly and his airways were clear.

"God, he's beautiful." Turning to the side, Evan leaned over so (Y/n) could see their boy before he smothered her temple with his lips and felt her trembling hands rub over his jaw and neck.

"Cap, we have Buck Jr safely delivered, do you have an ambulance available?" Eddie spoke into his radio before he wrapped up the placenta and stood to his feet. They needed to get (Y/n) to the hospital to be checked over just to be safe and Buck needed patching up too.

"Well done guys! The second ambulance is all yours, Hen grab the stretcher."

"He's okay, isn't he?" (Y/n) dared to brush a trembling finger across the newborn's cheek but she couldn't help but worry. He had been bashed about a lot and forced into the world a bit earlier than planned. It was a miracle he didn't have the cord wrapped round his neck or some sort of trauma or shock from the abrupt crash.

"They'll check him over at the hospital but he seems just fine, he's a tough cookie. Come on Buck," Eddie flagged him out when he heard Hen approaching fast with a stretcher.

Evan slowly climbed out onto unsteady legs and he could feel his knees wobbling from the adrenaline high that was going to wear off soon. But when he looked between his baby boy and his wife, he slowly turned towards Eddie and carefully slipped the newborn back into his arms.

"I got you babe," He curved his arms beneath (Y/n)'s and shuffled her as carefully as he could to the edge of the seat before he looped his arm beneath her knees. He could feel Eddie hovering beside him and Hen close behind, just in case he wobbled or fell but he didn't need help. He'd picked (Y/n) up a thousand times and despite how many times she told him she was too heavy now she was pregnant, he could carry her like she weighed nothing more than a feather. Even in his rattled state, he could do this blindfolded.

Her arms curved around his neck and she kissed his neck when he carried her out of the car and over to the stretcher Hen had gotten ready for them.

When she was safely on the stretcher, Evan didn't need to say anything for Eddie to pass him back his son. Just the feel of his boy in his arms had Evan grinning like a fool and puffing his chest out like the proud dad he now was.

"Do we have a name for the little guy?"

"Didn't you hear Eddie? Buck Jr."

"Evan no!"

#evan buckley #evan buckley imagine #evan buck buckely #buck imagine #buck x reader #imagne #pregnant! reader #911 fox #911 imagine #911 #eddie diaz

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swanlakebaby · 2 months

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— missing you | pjm

prompt: seeing jimin after long distancing.

⸝⸝ pairing: bf!jimin x fem!reader

⸝⸝ warnings: smut, kissing, teasing, whispering, masturbation, sexting, dom jimin, creampie, multiple rounds, semi fluff jimin, eating out, swallowing, etc.

⸝⸝ word count: 2.3k

⸝⸝ note: this is one of my favorites that ive written so far! it was fun to write out and i tried to do something new if you couldn’t tell. i eventually want to start a series soon but im still trying to figure out the storyline for that. i hope u enjoy!

• ps: my requests are still open. (please make sure to state whether you want your request to include smut or not!)

nsfw, 18+, minors dni

your phone dings , your screen lighting up. you roll over and lazily grab your phone , perking up once you realize it's another notification from jimin. you sit up in the bed and look at the chat.

★ jimin - i miss you so much...

★ jimin - i keep thinking of all things i'll do to you when i get back.

you smile at the message , laying back down on the bed. you stare at the screen for a while as you think of a response. but before you could answer , another message comes through.

★ jimin - i hate this time of year. we're always working on music , which i love , but it means i have to spend time away from you for a few weeks. don't you hate it too?

☆ you - i miss you too ! i hate how cold the other side of the bed is. when are you coming home? :(

★ jimin - soon , i promise.

you grin , suddenly excited about the idea of seeing jimin. hou sit up on your knees and slowly lift your tank top. you go to the camera app and flip the camera toward you , snapping photos of your breasts. you go back to the chat and send the picture. you watch as jimin types , then stops some time after the picture is sent.

★ jimin - you look amazing. i can't wait to touch you again.

a message comes through shortly after. a picture of jimin slouched back onto his bed , his shirt and pants off. the visual of his abs and boxers made your mouth water.

for the rest of the night , you spent the entire time messaging jimin back and forth about random things. plans you had coming up , small date ideas , etc. the conversation then takes a turn as jimin goes inactive for a while. you continuously message him until coming to the conclusion that he had fallen asleep on accident. after a while , you receive a video clip from jimin. you click to watch it , unsure do what to expect.

in the same slouched position , jimin rubs his hand over his boxers , his bulge now visible. he slowly slides his hands in his boxers and takes out his cock. he was hard , firmly wrapping his hand around himself as he pans the camera up. he smirks , before lowering the angle once again. he begins to pump his cock , whimpering and moaning into the camera as he speeds up and slows down. he mumbles your name into the camera as his body stiffens , white fluids spilling out over his chest. he grunts , aggressively pumping out all of his cum until he’s empty. he let's go of his cock tiredly and shows the cum on his hand and abs.

after watching the video , you only wished he could come home sooner. in response , you lay on your back fully. panning the camera up and down your body. at this point , you only had on panties and a thin tank top. you play with your breasts in the camera for a few moments before flipping it and propping your legs up. you take two fingers and slide them down your panties. you begin recording yourself as you intensely finger yourself , the wet sounds from your vagina getting stickier.

your panties have a dark patch on them as you begin to throb and soak through them. you play with yourself for a while until eventually , your legs begin to get shaky as you throw your head back and moan into an orgasm. your body shakes as you slide your fingers deeper into you. panting , you take your fingers out and show the camera. your fingers were sticky and glossy now. you flipped the camera onto yourself and recorded yourself cleaning them up with your tongue , one of jimin's favorite things he loved seeing you do.

jimin immediately calls you after receiving the video. ''i miss you.'' was all he said. ''then come home. please.'' you whisper into the phone. without saying a word , he hangs up. you giggle , knowing that he hated being teased and now he probably had an attitude. you quickly clean yourself up and decide to finally head to sleep. the orgasm gave you a wave of uncontrollable sleepiness and you wanted nothing more than to go to bed and decided that you’d continue the conversation with jimin tomorrow.

you feel the other side of the bed shift as someone slides in next to you. you immediately open your eyes , making sure that it wasn’t some perverted intruder. upon seeing him , you jump into his arms as you yell out his name. “jimin!” he chuckles , pulling you into a warm embrace. he sways you as he buries his face into your neck , giving it small pecks. “i missed you so much! why are you here? how did you even get here? it feels like i just talked to you!” your heart was fluttering as the person you loved and cared about so much was literally right in front of you. he looked into your eyes deeply before speaking. “as soon as i heard the whispering , i booked my ticket and began packing. i decided to leave early.”

you couldn’t believe what you were hearing. he left his job early to come surprise you and see you. you didn’t know how to feel. “i love you so much!” you beamed. “show me.” he says , leaning back onto the bed. “you just got here.” you say , pushing at his chest. “i don’t like being teased , you know this. so show me how much you love and missed me.” he bites his lip , looking you up and down. you roll your eyes , not taking him seriously. as you attempt to get off of him , he grabs onto your waist and pulls you onto his lap. “jimin let me go.” you whine , looking out at the morning sky. he chuckles , gripping onto your waist tightly , not budging at all.

you wrap your arms around him , smiling at him. “you’re so annoying.” you mumble. “what was that?” jimin says , smirking. you hide a smile and look down. “why are you being shy?” he whispers. lifting your chin up with his index finger. you giggle nervously , unsure of what to say. “it’s been a while that’s all.”

“then let me take the lead , okay?” he gently pushes you onto your back and pushes his bulge against your thin previously soaked panties from the video. he hums as he recognizes them , pushing himself deeper against you. “i know exactly what i want to do to you.” he says in a whisper. suddenly , he grabs you and lifts you off of the bed , walking you over to the windows of your shared apartment. he stands behind you , kissing your shoulders and rubbing the sides of your body. jimin pauses for a moment , standing extremely close to the right side of your face. “will you let me show you how much i missed you?” he whispers into your ear. chills run through your body as you get excited. you don’t say anything , but you nod , giving him the go ahead. “i need words.” he says in a low voice , playing with the sides of your panties. “show me jimin.” you say.

with that that he slides down your panties , getting on his knees as he brings them all the way down to your ankles. he holds onto your butt cheeks , slowly spreading them apart as he shoves his face into them , licking your vagina in a slow pace. you place your hands onto the windows , arching your back slightly as jimin repeatedly eats at your vagina , leaving small pecks on your folds. you lift your leg a bit and jimin holds it steady. he devours you in a way you’ve never see him before. you wonder how long he’s been waiting to do this. you slowly grind against his face , small moans escaping your lips everytime his tongue grazes your clit. he then stands up and begins taking off his shirt and pants , wasting no time at all. he takes out his cock immediately and rubs himself hard.

he pushes you up against the windows , holding onto your head. he slides inside of you , not allowing you to fully adjust to the length of him. he thrusts in and out of you hungrily , grunting as your butt smacks against his lower waist. “i missed you so much.” he says out of breath , not slowing down the pace. you turns your face to face his , holding onto your neck as you stare deeply into each others eyes. you bite your lips and manage to spit out a “i missed you too.” in between breathless moans. you leave your left hand on the window , taking your right one and holding the side of his face as he pounds you aggressively , not considering the fact that neighbors could probably hear.

after a few moments , jimin stops , pulling out and cumming all over your ass. you turn your head to look as you attempt to catch your breath. he smacks your butt , making it jiggle slightly. he then grabs you and walks you over to the end of the bed. he bends you over the small bed bench. you hold onto the bench , half of your body keeping you steady on the floor , the other half of the bench. jimin holds onto your sides , fucking you. he looks over to the bedroom mirror , running his hands through his hair as he admires the view. the cum on your ass begins dripping down slowly , some of it getting messy and sticking onto jimin.

he looks down and watches his cock slide in and out of you in a fast pace as he fucks you. he grabs onto your shirt and pulls it , using it to keep his pace consistent. “i’m gonna cum again..” jimin mumbles , gripping onto you tightly. the phrase alone makes you throb , your knees buckle as the sensation of orgasming overcomes you. your body twitches as you cum all over jimin’s dick , making a sticky white mess.

small beads of sweat slide down jimin’s chest and abs. he slams into you with one final trust , not pulling out as he fills you up with his cum. you curse under his breath , feeling his cum drip out of you and into the bench. your body felt weak and tired.

jimin slides out of you and steps back. he walks over to the dresser and grabs a few napkins. he begins slowly wiping you clean , making sure to also clean up his cock. you lay there out of breath , your vagina feeling exhausted and sore. jimin teases you , rubbing his fingers along your vagina. you jolt forward , the nerves in your clit extra sensitive now. he chuckles at his , smacking your butt and helping you up off of the bench. he sits down , pulling you on top of him. his cock is still hard. you reach behind you and grab onto it , slowly stroking it. he closes his eyes and throws his head back slightly as his tip feels sensitive. without warning , you lift yourself up and slide his cock into you. he groans , opening his eyes and placing his hands around your waist. “break please.” jimin mumbles , feeling tired.

“it’s my turn.” you say. he hides a smile , leaning back and resting his back against the bed. you put your hands on his shoulders and slowly grind on him. you continue this motion for a while , looking down at jimin as he looks up at you , his eyes half lidded. he can barely muster out a moan as he just lays back and enjoys the feeling of your vagina once again. you prop yourself up on your feet and grip onto jimin’s shoulders , bouncing on his cock like never before. jimin perks up , load moans escaping his mouth. he dirty talks you , teasing you to go faster and harder on his cock.

he suddenly pushes you off , grabbing you and putting you to your knees. you open your mouth , staring up at jimin and begging him to cum for you. he grabs his cock and slaps his tip against your tongue a few times before cum starts to spill out into your mouth. once he finishes , his cock goes limp as he tries to catch his breath. he looks down at you and closes your mouth with your jaw. “swallow it.” he demands. his cum is silky and sweet as it slides down your throat. you do as he says , grabbing onto his cock and cleaning up a bit more. you teasingly begin pumping him again. he swats your hands and laughs , plopping down onto the bed bench.

“if we go again i’ll pass out.” jimin says. “but i missed you.” you kiss his jawline , wanting more. he chuckles and smiles , not taking you serious. “i need to rest before we do anything else.” you give him one final peck on the lips before standing up and grabbing a new pair of panties to wear. when you walk back into the room , jimin lays naked in the bed , drifting off to sleep. “did i put you to sleep?” you tease. he smirks. “i did most of the work. i deserve a break” he extends his arm and reaches out for you. you slide into the bed beside him and rest your head on his chest , listening to his breathing as he slowly falls asleep.

written by swanlakebaby™

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ipegchangbin · 4 months

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lol z look at what chan sent on bubble!!! just can’t stop thinking about shy nerdy channie :( i wanna edge him sooooo bad :((

♡ … part 2

you know what? im bored and im gonna write smth

🏷️ sub!nerd!chan, dom!gn!reader, edging, phone sex

all he wanted was to call up his crush. he can’t stop shying away from himself, clutching his phone desperately.

it’s on speaker now, your voice — the stunning one he shyly requested over text — commanding his every move, demanding to hold off from satisfying his cock.

“sounds so wet, is your cock all leaky?” you ask, smirk evident even through the phone. and you’re right, his cock is leaking precum all over himself.

chan only humps his hand faster at your teasing. “i-i’m really w-wet,” he moans.

it’s so wet and hard that it’s sinful to listen to. you would’ve mistaken his cock for a cunt from how wet it sounded. the slick of his cock rubbing against his hand was so loud that you could almost taste it. you can only imagine the glistening picture of his dick with the brightest smile in your face.

but why keep imagining when you can ask to see it?

“turn on your video, chan.”

chan almost hesitated; he stops and stares at his phone with wide eyes, blinking twice before your voice speaks up again.

“i said, turn on your video. i want to see you.”

intimidated, chan angles his phone upwards and presses the video call button, exposing his whole body to you through the screen.

even with all the pixels, you see him in all his glory: he’s wearing thick rimmed glasses, hair tussled in its naturally curly state, cheeks and big nose both flushed with color that you’ve only ever seen in person when you smile at him.

your camera isn’t on, and chan pouts but doesn’t complain. he’s too shy to. or, he’s too scared to ruin your teasing.

“what a good boy,” you coo, “and may i see your pretty cock?”

chan shyly pulls his phone closer, but you can’t see all of it.

“no, channie. can’t see how good you’re fucking it.”

even at this point, he hasn’t stopped pumping his dick. so when he finally shows you himself, it’s all red and hard and painful. pitiful. chan tries to hide his face by looking at the side, but your laugh brings him back to you.

“look at you! why are you getting shy now? you’re showing me your pretty little dick!”

“b-because…y-you…nevermind…”

you laugh again and his cock twitches terribly bad in his hand. it’s pulsing harshly, the veins along his curve popping like there’s no tomorrow. his balls are extra defined at this state, almost as if he’s about to cum.

“oh, does my channie want to cum?”

chan whines loudly, shame leaving him as he reaches his climax. “i-i n-need to…cum—”

“no, no. won’t let you cum till you speak straight.”

chan gulps and a lump forms in his throat. if he cries, he’s doomed — he stutters more when he’s about to cry. but fuck, you’ve been demanding him over the phone and telling him what to do for what seems like an eternity, and he hasn’t shot up once.

“i-i—ah—i’m—fuck—i need…”

“no. won’t do.”

“i wanna—hah—”

your voice firms itself and you reprimand him. “doing so bad. how can you cum like this, huh? thought you wanted to cum so bad, why can’t you follow something so simple?”

chan blinks and tears fall behind his glasses. he whimpers like a hurt pet, but his hand squeezes around his cock.

“chan, repeat after me,” you command. “channie…”

“channie…”

you can’t help but smile to yourself at how cutely he manages to obey your demands.

“needs to…”

“n-needs—needs to…”

he corrects himself when he stutters. he opts for more squeezing on his cock, holding off from cumming. he can’t finish and you’re going to be strict about it.

“…cum. channie needs to cum.”

“…c-cum—cum. channie needs to cum!”

you hum, feigning uncertainty. chan completely stops playing with his cock in anticipation, and it makes you happy to see his girth twitching with need. his tip looks so frustrated that it could blow. if only you were there to make it worse.

why not make it worse now?

“i’m not sure i’m satisfied with that,” you say matter-of-factly, “keep talking till i’m good with it.”

chan’s face almost turns pale white. his hand finds the tip of his cock and palms it, blocking him from cumming despite the sensitivity. his glasses are foggy from the heavy breathing and whining, tear stains escaping the thick rims and falling down his cheeks.

“channie needs to cum,” he repeats like a mantra. except, he stumbles on every single syllable, growing more and more desperate and weak as he keeps speaking. he doesn’t stop at all though, determined to finish and satisfy you.

except, his cock is about to cry along with him, since this goes on for what seems to be thirty more minutes.

“oh, is channie tired?”

he whimpers so loud that it could be mistaken for a howl. “please, y/n! b-been w-wanting you so, so, so bad! i-i can’t help myself! i want to cum!”

“you do?”

“please!” the desperation washes all over chan as his heart burns, stomach clenches, and cock twitches.

“go faster,” you demand, referring to the hand on his cock.

he goes from palming and squeezing it back to pumping along his full length, going as fast as he possibly can. he fists his cock once, twice, thrice, four times, and he finally—

“stop.”

chan stops with a loud groan. he keeps groaning, pitch getting higher as he hesitates from screaming. chan almost cums, but his release is cut short by your demand, making him silently tear up. his phone is propped up on his side table now as he couldn’t stop shaking while holding it.

“please…’ve been…a good b-boy…so good…”

you laugh and command him to touch himself. go faster. then, as he approaches an orgasm, you tell him to stop again.

another thirty minutes passes by and chan is now so tired, glasses abandoned on a pillow, sweat drenching the sheets, ass up in the air as he’s hunched over his comforter from the pain and held-off pleasure.

“oh poor channie. look at your phone.”

he shoots his head up.

your face finally appears on video, smug smile written across your lips. you angle your camera slowly to reveal your naked body, one that chan had fantasized for the longest time, only to take away and laugh at the camera.

“hi, channie.”

the night’s only just begun, and he’s only halfway through.

#sub!skz #sub!stray kids #skz smut #sub!chan #sub!bang chan #💬 z is writimg #💌 ipeginbox #<3 chriscentric

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explodingstar · 1 month

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I miss you Simon.

Warnings: NSFW 18+

Pairings: Simon Riley x f!reader

It was a slow day for you back home all the household chores were done and dinner was already made for later tonight. Just some leftovers from the night before, reheated. Simon had only left a couple weeks ago to go back on deployment to another mission. You miss him already and damn do you miss him. You grab a book and lay down in bed with only the bedside lamp illuminating the darkness of the bedroom.

Buzz buzz

A text? From Simon? You pick up your phone hoping to see his name in your notifications instead its just another alert from facebook. You roll your eyes and put down your phone again but you REALLY needed him to text you especially with the mood you were in at the moment. All of a sudden an idea comes to your mind and you put the book you were reading down on the bedside table alongside your glass of wine. Was this a drunken idea? Possibly. Did it still seem like a good idea?

Definitely.

You get up and walk over to your closet and grab Simons favorite article of clothing that he LOVES to see you in. A black lacy one piece that is just sheer enough to see everything, in the right lighting. You grab your tripod and set it up at the edge of the bed and change into the lingerie that Simon had essentially tried to rip off of you before. You set up your phone on the tripod and turn it on video mode to take screenshots of it later. At first you pose a couple different ways. One on your knees with your arms pushing your tits together and your hands on the bed in front of you. Another one with the top of the one piece down so your tits are fully out and your hands running through your long gorgeous hair. You get to thinking…‘What would Simon enjoy most?’ An idea hits you. You turn your back to the camera and seductively bend over to where your ass is in the air and your soaking wet pussy can be seen through the sheer lingerie that you decided to put on. You get up and grab your phone looking through the video to make sure everything is perfect. A couple screenshots here, a couple there and you make a little folder called “For Simon”.

“This should get him to text me…” ‘attachment delivered’ you read.

Simon’s POV

DING “Simon! You got a message!” “Thanks Johnny I’m pretty sure I can hear” Simon says annoyingly. He picks up his phone and opens your message. He smirks to himself and stands up from his seat. “I’ll be right back mates” He goes into the bathroom off of the barracks just for a bit more privacy.

Your POV

RING RING RING You look down at your phone blushing when you see Simon’s name and photo come across your screen. You slide over to answer “Hiiii Simon” You hear the sound of metal clinking together and you know exactly what it is, his belt coming undone with one hand. “Im going to assume you got my pictures love”

“Ughh Fuck. I did..ya miss me don’t ‘cha?” He says through grunts. “I always do” you say rubbing yourself just to the sound of his voice. A small moan escaping your lips as you do so. “Wait till I get back…you wont be able to walk for teasing me like this…oh fuck” he says softly. He continues stroking his cock still looking at the pictures you sent. “I cant wait for you to come home.” You say with your middle finger slowly pumping in and out of you. “Fuck..well lucky for you I get home tomorrow…”

A/N: I plan on making this a part 1! Part 2 would be Simon coming home. 😈 (Sorry for any errors its almost 2AM.)

#cod #cod fanfic #cod modern warfare #cod mw3 #cod x reader #ghost cod #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you

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lloromanic0 · 5 months

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It's almost 3 and im thinking about older tom rn. maybe like 2019?.... like him in that "When It Rains It Pours" Music Video did something too me. maybe reader is lit like "omg?..." and their together also. and bla blah bla, BOOM. smut! :3

If your comfortable doing it!!

He looks so good in this clip help me.

(Thank you so much for the request hope you enjoy!!)

Content: just Tom fingering female reader, he calls you lots of cute name🤭

Smut warning MDNI!!!

You waited for your boyfriend Tom Kaulitz in his dressing room, today he was shooting a music video for his band’s new single “When it rains it pours.”

In the dressing room there was a monitor where you could watch the video being recorded live,suddenly Tom appeared on the screen, his long wet hair and his white sleeveless shirt now completely see through due to the water that was sprayed on him previously. The camera now filming his toned back that you got to see every day but this time it felt different, the expressions he made while he passionately played his guitar made your body temperature rise. You just kept admiring all the screen time he had as you got turned on even more each time you got a glimpse of your handsome boyfriend. The more you looked at him the urge to touch yourself just kept growing,unexpectedly the screen went black probably meaning it was break time,which got you distracted from your previous thoughts.

You heard the door behind you crack open

“Hallo Schatzi.” said Tom with a smile on his face. You ran to hug him.

“Hallo mein liebe.” You gave him a small kiss on the lips.

“Did you enjoy the show?” He asked while pointing to the monitor.

“Hmhm very much. You looked so…hot.”

“Oh you think so?” He grabbed your hips firmly maintaining eye contact with you for a while, your cheeks felt hot again and your mouth fell open in shock from the sudden action.

“Du bist so süß” he caressed your cheek, the water from his hair now dripping on your face.

“You look even better now that you’re here Tom.” He kissed your neck as he moved his large hands on your hips.

“Hhmm tell me more Schatzi. What were you thinking about when you were watching me on the monitor?” You sightly moan as his kisses got longer and sloppier.

“M-my body got really hot and..I wanted to touch myself.”

“Hhmm should we take care of that?”

He sat on the couch spreading his legs so you could sit between them.

“Spread your legs for me baby.”

You did as he said, his hands massaging your inner thighs,making you shiver under his touch. He loved seeing you needy for him the way you moved your hips forward seeking some sort of stimulation just making him wanting to tease you more.

“P-please touch me Tom…”

“I will Schatzi, be patient.”

He slowly moved his hand closer to your clothed cunt, lightly moving his finger over it.

Your voice hitched at the his light touches and your legs shivered every time his finger went over your covered clit. He took your panties off throwing them on the floor, his index and middle finger now spreading your wet folds teasing you a bit more. He slowly inserted his middle finger in your pussy stretching you out so that he could insert another finger after. Now his ring and middle fingers were stretching you out, he pumped them at a steady pace curling them every now and then, your moans getting louder even tho you had to keep it down.

“Ssshhh Prinzessin you don’t want anyone to catch us do you? What would they think of you seeing you in such a sluty state?”

You bite your lip so that your moans couldn’t escape but the way he was hitting your sweet spot repeatedly didn’t make it easy for you to keep quiet.

His other hand that he was using to keep your legs open trailed down to rub circles on your clit, the double stimulation making it unbearable to not moan, so you covered your mouth with one hand.

“Oh baby you’re so cute, am I making you feel that good?” You nodded firmly, making his smile turn into a smirk.

As he kept applying pressure on your sensitive clit your legs started to tremble and that familiar knot on your stomach getting more and more unbearable each time he curled his fingers inside your hole.

“T-tom I’m cumming~” you announced, struggling not to moan out loud.

“Go ahead Prinzessin cum for me.” He replied kissing and bitting your neck, his fingers moving firmly at a faster pace as you eventually reached your orgasm. He removed his fingers for your hole unhurriedly, his other hand still circling your clit slowly making you enjoy your orgasm until you became too sensitive for his touch.

“Ich liebe dich mein Engel.“ he whispered.

“Ich liebe dich mehr.” You replied giving him a little kiss on the lips.

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Note: I always forget this but do you need me to add the translation to the German sentences/words I use?🥲

#tokio hotel #tom kaulitz #tokio hotel tom kaulitz #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel x you #tom kaulitz smut #tom kaulitz x y/n #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz x reader #tokio hotel smut

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garoujo · 2 years

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IM ONLY A PHONE CALL AWAY — JUJUTSU KAISEN

feat : gojo satoru, itadori yuuji, fushiguro megumi, nanami kento + geto suguru

♱ warnings — phonesex, f!reader, all characters written 18+, teasing, mutual masturbation / masturbating. / note. i feel like it’s been soooo long since i done hcs help ! i hope u guys enjoy i miss them <3

RETURN TO KINKTOBER MLIST ♱ REGULAR MLIST

・✶ ｡ﾟ GOJO SATORU

gojo’s not surprised to see your caller id flash up on his phone when he tells you he’s already in his hotel for the night, he’d deliberately been teasing you all day for this particular outcome. so he presses the heel of his palm against the needy twitch of his cock with a low groan before he’s pressing the phone up against his ear and offering you a seductive drawl. “there she is.” he grins as he finally frees his cock from its confines, already leaking from the tip as he focuses on the needy little mewls and squelching he can hear from your end before you even answer.

“you’re such a tease, ‘toru—ah! no fair.” your words are wound up tight with need, but the sound only encourages gojo to give his cock a long, rough stroke of his palm as he tries to suppress the smirk that curls at the corners of his lips. “oh, does my sweet girl miss my cock?” god—he’s fucking throbbing at the idea of it, cause he misses the feeling of your pussy hugging around him just as much — letting his thumb swipe along the beads of precum along the tip before he’s pumping it along the shaft to ease his strokes.

“yes, ‘toru.. i do.” he’s enjoying this too much. “hm.. and do you wanna cum, sweet thing?” he gives his cock another slow, tight pull of his fist as he thrusts into the tight hole he’s formed around the sensitive glands — gritting his teeth before he’s exhaling out a breathless croon of a laugh. “tell me.” “yes.. i gotta cum! please.” you’re driving him crazy. “mm, say it again.” every sweet little moan from the other side of the phone only makes him fucking harder, and he’s surprised the phone hasn’t snapped in too with how close he’s pressing it against his cheek. “i wanna cum, ‘toru! fuck.. i need to.”

“so cute when you’re beggin’ f’ me, princess.” gojo grins, twisting his fist around the sensitive head of his cock as he hisses through his teeth and lets his fingers tease the veins that twitch underneath. “but i don’t think i want you to do that just yet.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ ITADORI YUUJI

it was always so easy to wind itadori up, and you always knew what his tells were when you were getting to him — making him needy knowing fine well that he couldn’t fuck you like he needs to right now. but it’s 10:43pm when you see his little i miss you baby :( flash along your screen followed by his caller id a few seconds later. but he’s already pumping his cock when you answer, you can tell by the breathless, needy hello he gives you that’s followed by a shameless groan that echos through the speakers and makes desire pool between your thighs. “yuuji?”

“i missed you, baby—fuck, i miss you so much. wish you were here.” you’re not sure how long itadori’s been fucking into his fist, but he’s so wound up — panting hard and you can hear lewd squelches in the background everytime his fist seems to slap against the base of his heavy cock. it’s instinctive, the way you let your fingertips trace between your legs, pressing down on your clit through the fabric of your panties as you breathe out sigh that you know he hears with the moan it pulls from him. “miss you so much, yuuji.”

you can imagine the way he’s spread back on his bed, phone pressed between his shoulder and his ear as he fucks and thrusts into his fist — a thin sheen of sweat along his muscled physique as his brows pinch with pleasure. “i wanna cum for you, wanna show you how much.. fuck, want you to cum for me too, baby come on!” who are you to deny him when he’s asking so nicely, letting you hear the whimpery, moans of your name and deep groans that fall from his lips with each flick of his wrist.

・✶ ｡ﾟ FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

it was rare that megumi let you see him so vulnerable despite the way you knew the effect you had on him, he was wrapped around your little finger and he didn’t even care that you were the only thing on his mind constantly — until his cock was throbbing and he was on a mission which meant he wouldn’t get to fuck you like he needed to until he was home. so that’s why he’s here now, shakily pressing the call button on your contact info as he gives his cock a few shallow, slow pumps with his palm — trying hard to bite back the whine that threatens to slip from his lips when he hears you answer with a dreamy little ‘gumi?

“i needed to hear your voice.” it’s true he did, because even just the sound is making something warm burst along his thighs and it’s almost embarrassing the way his hips twitch when he hears you exhale a small sigh — a more content rather than annoyed sound before you hum. “do you need help?” you ask, giggling and megumi strokes stutter before he squeezes around the shaft — but he’s even more humiliated to admit that the fact you know exactly what he’s doing is making him even fucking harder. “y-yeah.. please, ‘m sorry—fuck.” he grunts before he’s letting his fingers tease along the head of his cock, shuddering at the pleasurable shock it sends through his body.

“i miss you too, ‘gumi.” you’re so cute, megumi thinks and he wishes it was your hand wrapped around his cock when he glances between his thighs — imagining the pretty little doe-eyed look you’d give him as you close your lips around the head. “i.. mmm, i miss you too.” his hold on his phone becomes unsteady as he sinks deeper into his bed at the thought, giving his cock another long, languid pull of his palm as his hips thrust up to follow it and he feels himself throb when your voice sounds from the speaker once more. “i wish you were here.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ NANAMI KENTO

he’s already late home, nanami realises when he watches your caller id flash along his phone — along with a pretty little photo of you that makes something warm bloom in his chest before he picks up. “everything okay, sweetheart?” he asks, voice low and gravely with fatigue but he swears he suddenly he feels weightless when he hears the breathless mewl that you offer him in a reply, a sound that makes his cock fucking throb in his slacks as he pushes himself deeper into his chair. “i miss you.. ah! when will you be home?”

he can already imagine how pretty you must look for him right now, probably sprawled out on the bed you both share together as you roll and circle your puffy l clit — trying to imitate the movements he’d make, knowing you’ll never come close. “i’ll be home soon. can i help you with something?” anyone passing by would just think he’s having a casual conversation with his s/o, until they seen the apparent bulge in nanami’s slacks that is — or the way he’s gripping hard at his thigh at the thought of you beneath him, wishing he could be sinking into your cunt right now so he can hear you in person.

“i can’t cum without you.. please come home.” “you will, sweetheart. i’ll make sure of it.” nanami groans as he suddenly feels too hot under his shirt, allowing himself to unbutton the first few buttons before he’s letting his voice drop even lower. “do as i tell you, i know you’ll be good for me.” his command makes you whimper out a yes and the undercurrent of need his tone carries makes you feel lightheaded — but you need to cum, and he doesn’t mind this kind of overtime. “let me hear you say you will, sweetheart.”

・✶ ｡ﾟ GETO SUGURU

you’re taken off guard with the random facetime call from geto somewhere after 9pm while you’re scrolling through random feeds on your phone, you’d gotten a few text messages from him that had went unanswered considering the interesting tiktok video you just happened to come by at the same time. “you ignoring me, pretty girl?” your boyfriend drawls when you finally pick up, meeting you with a crooked grin and a raised brow as he pretends like you’re silence has wounded him — but his hold on his phone isn’t as steady as it usually is as you squint at the screen.

“needed your help with something too.” geto grunts again, lower this time before his head falls back to rest against the cushions and it doesn’t take a genius to realise what he’s doing as you giggle back at your boyfriend. “oh? do you still need my help, sugu?” you’re teasing him, but it only makes him even fucking harder as he fucks his fist, twisting his wrist around the tip until he’s sucking his bottom lip between his teeth and sending you a pink cheeked smirk when he looks back at you.

“just seeing your pretty face ‘s enough, baby.” he’s not lying, even just being able to see you on the other end of the screen has him throbbing against his palm as he gives himself a few rough strokes — squeezing around the sensitive glands of his cock just like your pussy would as he sinks into you, pulling him in for more, but he knows you’ll always feel so much better. but geto knows that you know what he’s doing when he watches you make yourself a little comfier, lips parting to breathe before he’s drawling out your name. “got me feeling lonely though.. not gonna let me see that pretty pussy, princess?”

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surfinminho · 10 months

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1:26 am

warnings: oral (hyuniin receiving), switch!hyunjin, face fucking, cum eating

>not proof read

1:26 is what your phone read as you checked it again. You had known he was going to be a little late today, he was helping the staff with something. That doesn't mean you can't miss your boyfriend.

You were gonna call him until your screen lit up.

Hyunjin: hi baby, I'm almost home okay? Sorry for keeping you waiting.

You liked the message before getting up to take a shower, surely it'll kill time.

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You came out to see hyunjin sitting on the bed, aimlessly scrolling on his phone with both airpods in clearly immersed in whatever he's watching.

As you look at him, you notice more of hyunjins outfit. 'Had he worn that to leave the house this morning?' 'I swear he wore a hoodie" you thought before going over to him.

"Hi" you say as you take out one of his airpods.

"Hey pretty" he smiles before pecking your nose

"didn't you wear a hoodie today?" Questioning as you sit on his lap.

"I did, my hair messed it up. Had to throw it out... Is there something wrong with what I have on right now?" wondering where this whole this is going.

"No, you just look really good in it"

"Really? It's just a regular tank top" he quirks an eyebrow

"Really." You smile

"Hm." smirking before his kisses you.

Kisses with hyunjin were always soft, more or so passionate. Today he's kissing you with an urgency you had never seen before. Is this even a kiss? Its pure teeth and tongue colliding together. Spit dribbling down on the sides of your chin before he pulls back and latches onto your neck.

"s-shit jinnie slow down"

he hums as he continues down your neck to your collarbone. Peppering kisses until he reaches your breasts. He looks up at you before biting you.

"ow what the fuck jinnie"

"I want you to suck me off, can you do that?" he asks. Leaving bite marks and bruises for you to see tomorrow.

"I can do that" sliding down his legs, onto the floor.

You stare back up at him before he gives you a nod of approval. Sitting up a bit, you start to unbuckle his belt along with sliding down his pants just enough to get his cock out.

Taking him into your hands, you rub his tip smearing pre-cum all over before sliding your hand down. Slowly pumping him before taking him into your mouth. Giving him light sucks on his tip or kitten licking him.

Hyunjin was big to say the least. his girth and length makes it hard for you to take him fully, opting for sucking him half way while jerking off what you can't fit.

You start off slow. Taking what you can, bobbing your head ever so slightly. Gathering spit in your mouth to make the movements less dry.

"s-shit baby" he , before grabbing your neck.

You start to move faster, moving your hand and head in sync. Before you take your lips off him with a pop.

"I want you to fuck my throat." You say

"oh- but." He breathed trying to deny you while he's twitching in your hand.

"you're so easy to please hyunjin. c'mon fuck my mouth, please?" You plead while tentatively stroking him.

"ah- okay" he says before guiding his cock in between your lips.

Sighing when he feels his tip hit the back of your throat, before cautiously bucking into your mouth.

"feels g-good, shit." moaning as he trusts harder into you.

"Im about to cum f-fuck." He whines before shooting his load down your throat.

"Hm that was quick" you say as you climb back into bed.

"Don't mention it."

#stray kids #surfinminho #skz x reader #skz x you #stray kids smut #hwang hyunjin

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thesimulacrasimp · 2 months

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Okay so im gonna just throw randomly my thoughts on sm6 while rewatching it cuz why not, I was doing the same thing for hazbin hotel so why not spooky month too?

So yeah, SPOOKY MONTH 6 SPOILERS WARNING‼️

Ok im just gonna say: that starting scene with thieves was kinda funny. Also rewatching it, im starting to suspect that this giant spider thing in Lilas attic have her husbands soul, IDK WHY, I JUST FEEL LIKE IT, it just looks so important, it even appeared twice in the ep: in the begining n in the end.

Also ARE WE JUST GONNA IGNORE HOW JAUNE CALLED LILA "HOT STUFF"??? WHILE HAVING A HUSBAND?????? A HUSBAND THAT SITTING NEARBY HER WHEN SHE SAYING THAT???????? ARE THEY IN A POLY RELATIONSHIPS HOLY FUCKING SHIT????????????? IM EVEN MORE INTRIGED NOW

Okay so Skid does know and remember his dad, I just was thinking that his father left/died when Skid still wasnt born or when he was very little so Skid doesnt even know that he had a father, but no he does remember his dad, so that means he presented for quite long time in Skids life.

Also im really suprised how big Pumps house is, well i mean— he said that his parents work alot so ig i shouldnt be suprised-

Poor Ignacio just wants some peace– *watched the ep a lil longer* Oh hes kinda fucked up actually---

Also for some reason i find kinda interesting that Ross n Rob were kinda comforting Roy every time they were on the screen like "We're here for you, Roy" etc etc, so im thinking maybe something bad happened to Roy? I mean he looked kinda frustrated n angry, so maybe somethng between him n his parents?

Okay but can we talk about how Moloch look so much more scarier than before?

Okay so--- get ready for my rambleling bout my boy Dexter-- HE LIVED WITH HIS MOM N ALOT OF CATS😭😭😭 N HIS MOMS PURE GRIEF BOUT HER LOSS WAS GENIUNALY SO SAD TO WITNESS 😭😭😭😭

Okay so looking at Skids impression when Father Gregor asked him bout his father-- yeah i think his dad actually died---- but i can be wrong ofc

Okay- im sorry but-- why does Kevin n Radfords interactions make them look like a couple--- I AM SORRY BUT----

Also the way Father Gregor gave Kevin holy water was really funny to me, it was like: "You know these children?? Yeaahhhh i feel bad for u, kid. Here have some holy water, just in case...." ALSO the fact that ppl started coming in the store ONLY after Radford sprinkled holy water in it-- DOES THAT MEAN THAT THERE WERE DEMONS IN IT THAT WERE KEEPING PPL AWAY???

Dont mind me guys, im just a little crying :')

Okay but the way how Skid n Pump were SO exited to see Moloch again was really funny n cute at the same time

Okay... This is the part when i literally teared up. I know it was just Moloch trying to fool Father Gregor to give him kids but idk.... It still made me tear up for some reason, and i even know the reason: i just miss Dexter so much n i didnt expect him to appear so much times in this ep, I just think hes a precious boy who deserved better. I KNOW THAT HE WAS KILLING ANIMALS N I DONT APPROVE THAT AT ALL, but hes still a sweetie idfc.

Also why would Patty need a gun so immediatly?..

Also that part when Moloch were wandering around the town n Father n spooky bois were trying to catch him was so funny and entertaining

Poor Pelo got ooffed again. Press F.

AND OMG THIS PART WHEN MOLOCH POSSESED SKID N PUMPS BODIES AND THE FATHER EXORCISMS THEM WAS SOOOO COOL, I DONT EVEN KNOW WHY, I THINK I JUST HAVE A THING FOR DEMONS N EXORCISM.

And this is the part where i actually cried alot. Poor Skid doesnt know that its not his fault at all.. Also even if Father Gregors words were kinda mean, that Lila is irresponsible mother, I cant disagree with them. Yes, she is an alone mother, but it doesnt give her permission to just leave her child to himself n his friend n go drink n then spent time w her child drunk. Yeah i know, that she leaves him to mr Wonder n Susie, but lets be honest, were here even a single time when the kids didnt just leave the house n cause problem? No. So i think the Fathers words are make perfect sense, n Lila should think bout it. Also a lil thing i just thought bout, why would Lila throw away her husbands stuff? If he actually died why would she do this? Or hes not dead n he just left for some reason? Idk

Also OMFG THAT OOGA BOOGA JUMPSCARE GOT ME SO FUCKING GOOD, I WASNT READY FOR AT ALL

and so ummm i think thats it. It took me 1 hour to write this lol.

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zyonsay · 5 months

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Hi i’m the one who made the long request (sorry if it was too long).

if you still want to write it the reader’s job is the same, but the request is lando x male reader (smut) where the reader receives an award (oscar or grammy you can choose) and they come home partying in their way

thank you so much and sorry again if the previous request was too long :)

Viva Valentino Baby! LN4

Fem aligned people may read but not f3tishize my work!!

Summary: You and Lando celebrate

Reader: Male

Warnings: Smut, Pet name: Star/Baby

Now playing: 'West Coast' by Lana del Rey

AN: Hey love! Im sorry for taking so long! I hope you like it :] Also i just figured out how to nicely put pictures into a post and i'll be re-formatting all my fics later, wish me luck! (Nvm i fucked up, does anybody know how tf to do that?)

“And the grammy for Album of the year goes to…”, the man looked around the crowd while slowly unfolding the envelope in his hands. The ten nominees anxiously looked around, amidst them were you, gripping onto the edge of your seat. Your nails basically dug into the cushioning.

“Y/n with the album ‘Viva Valentino’!”, your heart stopped. The masses of people around you turned their heads to look at you. It all became a blurry mess but a hand on your thigh pulled you out of your haze. To your right was your boyfriend Lando, who was cheering and pumping his fist in the air. He pulled you into a quick kiss before motioning you to go on stage. You smiled at him before hurrying to collect your award. What you didn’t see was that Lando’s eyes had tears of joy in them. He clasped his hands together and smiled while watching your award being laid into your hands. Quickly patting the pockets of his pants, he fished out his phone to take pictures or a video. With tears welling in your eyes, you approached the microphone. “This is crazy.”, your eyes danced across the crowd. Loud cheering erupted and the giant LED screens behind you displayed various pictures of you from concerts and your latest tour. “I thank each and every artist on this planet.”, once again the masses of people interrupted your speech with clapping and cheering. A sweet laugh escaped your throat as the tears finally left your eyes. “Thank you all for keeping art alive!”, you held your grammy skywards and now the cheering got more intense and roamed through the whole crowd.

The celebrations took longer than expected, but here you were. Straddling Lando in his 765LT Spider who was already parked in the garage. The atmosphere was burning and the only sounds ringing through the car were occasional whimpers and heavy breaths. His hands laid firmly atop your hips as he gently grinded up into you. With a few gasps in between kisses you sucked sweet blackberry hickeys onto his neck.

“Baby let’s get inside. The car’s a bit small for this.”, you could feel the grin in his voice. With a soft hum you slid back to the passenger’s side. Once you and your boyfriend had exited the car he put a hand on your hip and pulled you inside the house. Lando was known for his short patience, he didn’t want to walk all the way to the bedroom. As if.

He made quick work of his shirt and pants, leaving him in his navy boxers. Tossing them aside he pushed you onto the couch. Kneeling before you he fiddled with your belt while gazing up at you. “Take that shirt off.” A warm sensation ran over your skin as you threw your dress shirt over the backrest of the designer couch Lando had bought earlier this year. Maybe it was champagne or maybe it was the dim light, but his eyes looked like they were glowing. His pupils were blown out but there was still a beautiful green ring around them. His hands ran over your now bare legs while he tugged your briefs aside, revealing your already leaking member.

With gentle hands he slowly stroked it, earning a groan from you. “I’ll spoil you today, my star”, he licked a long stripe from the base of your cock to the tip and licked away the salty pearl of precum. With a heaving chest and trembling hands, you brought a hand to his hair, tangling your fingers with his soft curls. “Don’t tease me Lan”, your voice was quiet, but dangerous. He let out a light chuckle before taking centimeter by centimeter into his mouth. He gagged lightly as it hit the back of his throat. A light tug at his hair motivated him to begin moving. With a fairly slow pace he bobbed up and down the length of your cock. He ran his tongue along the veins and gripped onto your thighs with both hands. With the firmness that he was holding them he’ll for sure leave bruises, but you didn’t mind. The warm feeling in your stomach began stirring and boiling. “Faster”, you tugged on his locks again while you whispered sharply. Lando wasn’t one to deny your order and obeyed with tears pricking in his eyes. The warm feeling spread over your stomach to your back and down your limbs. You gently bucked into Lando’s mouth as he increased his pace. Now all the heat ran up your limbs, over your back and to your stomach- “Swallow.” - and with that, think ropes of creamy cum spurted down Lando’s throat. You held him in place with your hand, making him swallow every last drop. He sighed happily, caressing your thighs with his hand. With a gentle ‘plop’ he released your length. He licked his sweet lips and got up from the floor. In a quick movement he got rid of his, now wet, boxers. Carefully straddling you, he connected his lips to your neck. “Let me take care of you, star.”

#male reader insert #male x male #f1 fanfic #f1 x male reader #male reader #f1 x reader #reader insert #x reader #x male reader #male!reader #lando norris x you #lando norris x y/n #lando norris x reader #lando norris #ZyonsRequests #gay

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teddie-bear420 · 4 months

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tier list

OPINONS UNDER THE CUT

warning this is super long and ranty but does have some silly doodles ill post else where :)

-teddie bear 420

I have had several dreams about vaggie and lute and alastor, they plage my every waking moment. one was me going to smooch city with alastor (very scary that man does not wash his teeth). the others vaggie just shows up sometimes

really liked vaggie in her angel flash back, her hair cut was so cute, not a fan she still has pink eye but what eves. I LOVE HER PONY TAIL THO, give my girl better hair styles!!!

do you think theyve explored each others bodies?

I hated lute at first cuz, just look at her. you could get snow blindness with how white that woman is oh my lord. but once the 8th episode rolled around with hot women fighting my brain kinda clicked on for our old second in command. i keep going back to her in my brain and slowly morphing her into a heart broken lesbian who has a superiority complex and bullies her crush and then moves on to having a sugar mama situation ship with Lilith.

alastor is just so fun and silly, and there's this one x reader fic that ive made fan art of, you've all seen it. i just love this guy but i like to imagine he's a woman just for me :)

i understand why he is a fan favorite

i love charlies look but i hate how childish she is, like girl you are like 24 kill your friends pimp. nifty molly emily are all so cute and i enjoy looking at them. cant wait for the nifty episode (delusional)

i do love nifty more than the rest of these ones tho. i see lots of folks talking about how nifty is alastors daughter or angel dusts little baby daughter SHUT UP

SHES 25 YEARS OLD AND MURDERED HER HUSBAND IN HER SLEEP. NIFTY CALLED ALASTOR OVER TO HAVE THEIR LUNCH DATE AND HIDE THE BODY!!!

OK maybe nifty lives in my dreams too

do you think theyve explored each others bodies?

mimzy makes me mad cuz the show hated having her there clearly, like why is she the only fat person in hell. dont worry girl, I'll appreciate you once again i have to make alastor a dyke for my own sanity

do you think they-

lilith and rosie are good to look at, i like how rosie talks and her showtunes, god i love her show tunes. pentious is the only yellow dude in hell. velvete looks like ass most of the time but I LOVE A BAD BITCH

like i said, no strong feelings

ok most of these dudes are too ugly or too annoying and i hate when they are on screen, lucifers pants are his skin, angel dust has the worst fashoin sense ever UGHS I HATE HIM WHERE ARE HIS TITS WAAAAAA

also i love that her name is sarah, thats such a basic name, like i can type alastor x reader and theres a bunch of results but if i typed sarah x reader, shes no where :(

also shes got that mlp horse face going on i love it

i despise carmilla carmine, i hate her dumb horns, i hate her unnamed daughters, i hate her skirt, i hate her song, i hate her blazed ass eyes, i hate her long hair

vox just looks bad i cant lie

OK ADUM MAKES ME SO MAD HE SHOULD HAVE BEEN JACK BLACK WE SHOULD HAVE SEEN HIM BEING A FAT BASTARD CUZ I WAS CONVINCED HE WAS ANOTHER SKINNY TWINK also i am an anti shipper when it comes to adum x lute cuz that shit is weaaaak. he is so mean to her and not in a hot way, adum is some incel and lute is a goddess

yeah, #adumisoverparty 2024 the most divorced man in heaven

i can not wait for season two dude, im so pumped

#teddz stuff #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel critical #alastor #vaggie #nifty hazbin hotel #angel dust #hazbin hotel husk

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deerlottie · 4 months

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🦝– camboy!nat

NSFW! repost ;p

this was a really bad idea. you don't have enough money in your bank account to buy groceries for next week, but you just purchased a private cam experience with your new favorite model, nattyboy96. you found him while scrolling through the cam website one day and got addicted to his content. ever since, you've been his top supporter, showing up almost every stream and tipping him.

and now he’s sat on his bed, his stroker in hand, while jerking himself off for you. “fuckk…feels so good, baby.” he whines, before slowing down his movements. “wanna see you touch your pussy while i stroke. take it all off.” he demands, and you follow suit, arms rushing to take your shirt and bottoms off.

“is this good?” you question, blushing a bit when angling the camera down. you’re so wet it’s embarrassing.

“perfect, princess.” he affirms, “so fucking wet. is that all because of me?” he smirks when you nod.

“all for you, nat. i need you so bad. wish you were here fucking me.” you whimper as you insert a finger in your sopping pussy. he starts pumping again, moaning out obscenities.

“yeah?” he breathes out, “tell me how you want me to fuck you, slut.” he commands as his free hand shifts to his nipples.

your eyelids droop as you add another finger into your cunt, hips rising in pleasure. you can hear his wetness as he continues to move his toy up and down his hardened, puffy clit.

“w-want your tongue in my pussy, eating me out until im close to cumming then fucking me with your cock.” you groan out and you swear you hear his breath hitch before he bites his lip and whimpers.

“fuck baby…you really want that?” he wonders as you nod your head. “i bet you’d like that, wouldn't you? fucking you until you can't handle it…begging me to stop but you open your legs wider so i can go harder.”

you’re close to cumming and he can see it. “cmon princess, cum with me.” he whispers and your fingers go in and out of your pussy with an increasing speed and you bring a hand to your nipples, squeezing and tugging as you watch nat get on his knees and angle the camera down so you can see him fuck into his toy. both of your moans mix together as you cum, his hips twitching as he finishes. you sigh out, wiping your hands on your comforter, “shit…”

he flops back down on his bed, the webcam shaking a bit. he moves it back up and smiles lazily at you before speaking, “i really enjoyed that, baby. maybe next time i can fuck that pussy for real?”

“yes! i mean y-yeah. i can give you my number so we can text and stuff?” you ask hopefully, sitting up and grabbing your phone from beside you.

“sounds good.” he replies and gets his phone out as well. after you exchange numbers, he ends the private cam and you sit there, smiling stupidly at the black screen before hearing a ding!

So when can we meet, princess?

#.myworks #nat thoughts 💭#natalie scatorccio x reader #yellowjackets x reader #natalie scatorccio #nat scatorccio x reader

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good-beanswrites · 9 months

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Hello hello! It's me again! (That one Anon who requested Lies with Kazui & Yuno, but I've set up my account now so no need to ask anonymously again lol) Thank you for satisfying my previous request, it was such a delight to read. I keep rereading it every now and then and I'm still always left in awe with it like jesus christ you didn't have to go all in on that im sobbing with the 0207 friendship dynamic.

I've also seen your latest post and drabble asks. I'd like to request from the Drabble List#1 - #5 “Idiots. They are all idiots.” with Es themselves!

Let the prisoners have fun and Es just stares at them nonchalantly, silently judging their idiocy from afar, hell, maybe even let Yuno/Mikoto convince them to join. You can do anything as long as you think it'll fit, they're all just a little silly (minus the fact they're in prison lol).

With all that said, take your time and no rush! I can always wait. Thanks a lot! ...now back to rereading my previous request for the nth time,, i love it so much,, thankyouagain

Ah thank you so much, that means so much!! I'm so glad you liked it, that one was really nice to write :'D And yesss thank you for the request -- this was such a blast to do as well! (though I also made myself emotional over Es' lost childhood, that was less fun ;___;) I debated on several activities within the prison but thought this was plausible and fun for some mid-T1 shenanigans

Es had a job to do. They had many eyes watching them. They had several lives in their hands. They had heavy responsibilities. They didn’t have time for something as silly as ‘video game night’, regardless of the laughter that bubbled up from the common room as they passed by. They were not way tempted to join, regardless of how much fun the group seemed to be having when they peered their head in.

Fuuta had whined that Es had replaced all his requests with completely outdated consoles and games, confirming they had been successful in choosing things without any access to the internet or outside world. Plus, they thought, this gave the older prisoners a fighting chance with some of the games.

Not that they cared whether or not the prisoners had a good time. That wasn’t any concern of theirs. Even in these long periods of rest between their more eventful duties, they must remain focused.

The laughter crescendoed into delighted screaming.

Es figured one more look inside wouldn’t hurt. They were supposed to be keeping an eye on everyone, after all.

The prisoners had gathered various chairs and bedding material, creating makeshift couches. Some piled onto the new seating, some splayed out on the ground, others stood in excitement. The television was so small, the two players needed to lean all the way forward to see.

Mahiru bounced in her seat as Yuno whipped around her remote. Fuuta was demanding Kazui play better, gesturing wildly at the screen. Shidou chucked to himself as the others grew more intense. Haruka kept asking questions about the game, receiving an answer only about half the time.

As the match got closer, Yuno leapt to her feet. She tried to shimmy in front of Kazui and block his view. He stood to prod her out of the way. Muu called foul play, though she said it with a thrill rather than accusation. Fuuta repeated it -- with quite a lot of accusation -- and tried to push Yuno out of the way. Mikoto tried to hold him back, voicing his support of Yuno’s methods.

The others got caught up in the yelling. Amane’s eyes were wide in anticipation. Kotoko pumped her fist as the battle got even closer. The room erupted in movement and shoving and tripping and remote pulling -- until they yanked the tiny television forward.

The thick cord came free, and the screen went black just before a winner was announced. Ten voices chorused their outrage.

Es shook their head. “Idiots. They are all idiots.”

They turned away as the prisoners hurried to set everything up again. They were just about to turn the corner into the panopticon when Yuno’s voice called from behind.

“Hey!” She ran up, taking advantage of their brief pause. “I saw you passing by. Why don’t you come join us?”

Not for the first time, Es wished they had enough height to look down on all the prisoners. “I’m your warden. I’m not some child here to play games with you all.”

She pursed her lips. “I’m not a kid either. But I’m still down for a night to unwind.”

“You’re lucky to have the luxury to relax. I, on the other hand, am busy right now.”

Yuno made a show of looking left, then right, across the empty hallway. “And what exactly are you doing right now?”

“I’m working.”

She frowned. “Uh-huh…”

“I am!” They fumbled for more, coming up blank. They should have known the moment she came skipping over to them that it would be impossible to fool her. There was no need for this routine check of the prison; everyone was gathered in the common room except them. Yuno had known this before uttering a single word.

Her hands fluttered in a dismissive gesture. “Too much work is never good for you. It doesn’t matter how mature you are -- if you get too caught up in your job it’ll drive you to some crazy things.” She smirked. “Just look at Shidou. Or Mikoto!”

“I could look at you…”

Though surprise flickered across her face, she kept grinning. “Exactly! So let’s get you in here.” She tugged on their arm. Prisoners couldn’t physically move Es against their will.

They huffed as they found themselves inching closer and closer to the entryway.

“I suppose I can come and watch,” they muttered, “and still keep an eye on you all.”

“No! No more working!” She managed to get them into the room. “Here, you can take my spot in the next round.”

Kazui looked over. “Who said you were getting the next spot?”

“Oh come on, I was clearly going to win that one.”

“Clearly? I'm pretty sure was seconds away from beating you.”

“Well then, I guess Es can take your spot.”

“Es is playing?” Haruka looked up excitedly.

“I haven’t agreed to anything yet.”

It was as if they hadn’t said anything at all. The others launched into a discussion of who would give their remote to Es? Who would they’d face off against? Were they resetting the bracket they’d begun? Which game would they return to? The ten argued in circles for a while. For a group of murderers, they were insistent on a fair tournament. After breaking up some bickering that could have become physical, Es once again wondered how they ended up watching over a mess like this.

At length the game was chosen, and a rematch was slated for Yuno and Kazui later in the night. To save themself time and sanity, Es went ahead and picked their opponent.

“I’ll play Fuuta.”

He had been the obvious choice: he could supply enough chatter for the both of them, so Es could remain silent. Also, he was guaranteed to win and free them from an obligation to play more than one round. They flashed a look at some of the more observant prisoners, hoping they didn’t tip them off.

However, no one was really watching them too keenly. Mahiru clapped in joy. Yuno beamed. Mikoto shoved a remote into their hands. Haruka started rapidly explaining the rules to them. Shidou directed Es to their seat in the center. Kotoko gave them an encouraging nod. As expected, Fuuta was already deep into trash talk as he sat next to them.

They really were simple-minded people, more focused on this silly game than the fact their warden had just sat amongst them. It was dangerous to let one’s guard down in a place like this, Es reminded themself.

With a little jingle, the match began.

Their fingers flew across the controls. Though they had a rocky start, some sort of muscle memory kicked in. Surely this game had come out before they were born, and there was no way they’d played it regularly. None of that mattered much. Their little avatar was obviously gaining the lead.

Their eyes stayed fixed on the screen as they received slaps on the back and nudges. Their guard's cap was knocked off in the shuffling, but they couldn't risk picking it up. Voices called all around them.

“Aw, don’t just let the kid win!” Mikoto said.

“I’m not!” Fuuta was desperate. “They fucking tricked me! They’re a pro!”

Es felt energy run through their entire body. Their original plan already slipping away, they wondered if they could actually beat Fuuta. It would be fun to see… They leaned forward, holding their breath. The audience continued cheering the pair on. Once again, the room was swept up in shouts.

The match ended. A little banner flashed across the screen to name Es victorious. They jumped up, a small whoop escaping them.

They would’ve melted in shame right then and there, if the sound weren’t already drowned out by the surrounding chaos. The others laughed and shook Es in amazement. Fuuta let out a string of colorful language.

“That was incredible!”

“Holy shit!”

“How’d you do that?”

Es placed the cap back on their head, pulling it over their eyes. “I don’t know. And it doesn’t matter. I’m done for the night.” They tried to pass off the remote, but Mikoto pushed it back into their hands.

“Nuh-uh. I want to see this for myself.” He grabbed the other one from a dejected Fuuta. “Same game. Same characters. Lemme see what you’ve got.”

Es wasn’t meant to play one round, much less get caught up in their ridiculous tournament.

Don’t be an idiot, they told themself.

“Bring it on,” they told Mikoto.

#milgram #es #yuno kashiki #fuuta kajiyama #mikoto kayano #and everyone else #i always worry it gets too busy with too many characters but i think this works 👍#thank you for all your kind words!!! i feel like a broken record but it really means so much to me --#im so happy youre enjoying these as much as i am >:3 #my next one is going to be a bit more serious but it was really fun doing these lighter ones :')#they deserve a night of relaxation and fun! im absolutely obsessed with es' insistence on their duty and solemn attitude #because theyre just a kid! they need a break! theyd get excited and competitive just like anyone else! they should be allowed to!#UGH #i think es and amane are a bit too similar with their struggles with age and being controlled by adults where its harder to get along #but yuno also understands what its like to want to be seen as a responsible mature person despite a younger age #and shed know how best to say things lightly but still meaningfully <3 #yeah i thought about them doing sports or cooking or karaoke but this worked the best #haruka and amane dont have much experience with video games but i think theyd catch on quick #shidou has a lot of fun but he sucks ass LMAO #mahiru also isnt great but even if she was doing good shed let everyone else win to make sure their spirits stay up #im a sucker for writing where a character says something over and over and you just know theyre trying to convince themselves 😂#someone tell me to stop rambling in the tags and just make a new post for gods sake asdfsdfds #i hope you enjoy!#im late by now but woo happy getting your account set up 👏 welcome to the hellsite...#drabbles

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eartheats · 8 months

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[a rotomblr live pops up from ren's account! it seems very intentionally set up, though the first shot you get is a closeup of ren's face]

🔆: --Ohh, it's working! [ren steps back, flashing a peace sign at the camera; the background is overlooking the cascarrafa gym arena, and ren's rotom phone is quick on the draw of blurring out any of the faces in the crowd besides ren's own, and kofu's in the background] So, um, just double checking--you're still okay with this, right Mr. Kofu?

[kofu responds with a warm laugh, clapping his hands delightedly]

🦀: 'Course I am, kid! Thanks fer bein' such a good sport either way, but I kin say I don't got any problem with goin' on the big screen!

[ren turns around to kofu, bowing their head and then jumping up and pumping their fists]

🔆: Thank you so so so much! I appreciate it a lot, sir! It's been a long time since me and my partner has battled like this...but we're gonna do our very best! Ain't we, Lulu?

🪱: Orth!!

[Lulu pops up easily into the shot, smiling into the camera before taking his place onto the field; Kofu's Veluza follows soon after, and the battle begins!]

🔆: Alright, Lulu! Let's show 'em all we got! [...ignore how ren keeps fidgetting with their sleeve, they are SO nervous--] Go for Heavy Slam, to start!

[Lulu's off like a shot once the battle begins in earnest, and Kofu's Veluza responds in kind; Lulu slams his whole body into the Veluza as hard as he can, but the fish still holds strong!]

🦀: Not a bad start! Veluza, give 'im a servin' of Aqua Cutter fer his trouble!

[It doesn't take long for the Veluza to fire back, sending sharp, watery slashes Lulu's way; it manages to knock him back, but if the loud roar that Lulu gives is any indication, he's enthusiastic for a fight!]

🔆: Keep holdin' steady Lulu--let's give him an Earthquake!

[Lulu rushes into action at that, leaping into the air to slam the Veluza to the ground, leaving a rather impressive impact on the ground--and a fainted Veluza in it's wake.]

🔆: Yeah!! [Ren's fists pump in the air] Let's go Lulu, you show 'em!

🦀: Not bad, not bad! I kin see you raised this feller to be quite strong! Let's see if ya can keep it up--Wugtrio, yer up next!

[kofu sends out his next Pokemon easily, and ren's almost ready to start giving the order again--but something happens in the background, something that startles everyone, and the camera focuses in on a very enthusiastic roselia attempting to step in--]

🦀: Well now, who's this?

🔆: Bouton!! What are you doin'?! [ren rushes over to the roselia, who seems none too perturbed as the camera focuses on him] Come on, buddy, you can't just come out willy-nilly here. I thought I told ya that.

🌹: Roselia!

[bouton seems none too perturbed even still, and looks out to the battlefield and to lulu for a moment--before walking right up to and past lulu, using one of his roses to push him out of the way. ineffectively, of course, but still prompting surprise from the orthworm--]

🪱: Orth??

🔆: --I'm with Lulu here, what? [ren looks over at the roselia, who stands resolute on the battlefield] You can't be serious, you can't just waltz into battle, that's not--I don't--

[as if on cue, kofu's laughter breaks through the rather anxiety inducing situation on ren's end, prompting them to look over to him]

🦀: Well, ain't this a feisty little fella! You think you can handle what ol' Kofu's cookin'?

[bouton looks over, past ren and to kofu, and responds with an affirmative nod--he's ready! he was born ready for this! ...okay not quite, but he's got the spirit--]

🦀: Well? What say you, kid? [kofu looks to ren, who seems a little concerned] I think yer lil friend here wants to show you what he's made of. Why not give 'im a chance?

[ren seems to contemplate this for a moment, considering...they look to the determined gaze that bouton gives them. there's a fire in his eyes they've never seen...and well...]

🔆: ...Alright, Bouton. You win--but if things start gettin' hairy, you gotta get out, okay? Promise?

🌹: Rose, rose! [bouton jumps up a bit, cheerily, before lulu slinks back and lets bouton take the stage]

🔆: Alright, Bouton! Let's show 'em what for!

[bouton seems to be born ready for this; kofu laughs, and he starts the battle off by commanding wugtrio to use mud slap--an attack that gets bouton dirty more than anything, but he seems content to take the battle in his own hands while ren fidgets with their pokedex and tries to find what moves bouton knows, he seems to...multiply? ren's eyes widen in seeming recognition]

🔆: When'd ya learn Double Team you lil'...?! [ren pauses a bit, shaking their head--they watch as wugtrio starts missing and missing those mud slaps as bouton continues to use the same move, more surprised than anything. bouton's holding his own surprisingly well] --Alright, I got it! Bouton--hope I got this right, but--use Magical Leaf!

[bouton looks to ren, getting hit with a mud slap in the process and getting knocked to the ground--before ren can worry, though, beautiful looking leaves come out of bouton's roses, and they fly at wugtrio with precision and ease. enough so that the wugtrio faints immediately, shocking everyone in attendance]

🔆: You've just been gettin' stronger when I haven't been lookin'...!

[as if on cue, kofu laughs a bit, heartily and proudly]

🦀: That was amazin'! Yer lil buddy really showed his stuff, huh? [kofu brings out his last poke ball, though, and his tera orb comes soon after] But you better be prepared--the tide's comin' in, and yer gonna get swept up if you ain't careful!

[bouton looks up at that, seeming a little more uncertain about this now--it's then that ren smiles, whistling for him to come back. lulu even gives bouton a high five as they swap positions, and he looks so proud]

🔆: Alright, you did real darn good, Bouton. But it's time for you to rest--'cause I'm not goin' down without a fight!

[kofu chuckles, sending out crabominable to the field in an instant--lulu in kind takes the field, and it's not too long before kofu and ren both terastalize their pokemon. crabominable turns into a water type, and lulu goes ghost, and the two clash in a flurry of crabhammers and heavy slams--both of them are quite lumbering, but lulu's more than tough enough to take all of crabominable's hits, and crabominable takes the blows well in kind. in a tense standoff of a moment, two of their blows clash harshly on the field--they struggle, seeing who breaks their focus first...

while it seems like lulu is the first to break it, it's a fake out--one that leaves crabominable wide open.]

🔆: Now, Lulu, finish it! Earthquake!

[and in an instant, lulu winds up taking crabominable's arm--and with a startling amount of ease, lulu grabs his opponent by one of his arms, briefly lifting the other pokemon into the air by the arm and swinging it around--

before slamming it into the ground, crabominable fainting in defeat.

there's a brief moment of quiet, a brief moment where the camera focuses on ren's face--before they start to cry tears of joy, and the crowd roars with cheers aplenty. kofu's voice eventually joins the cheers, and the rotomblr live ends.

THANKS FOR WATCHING.]

#pokemon irl #pkmn irl #pokeblogging #pokeblr #rotomblr #ren talks #ren's gym adventures

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