#You can only read these if you pinky promise to not make too much fun of me

[lostdreamr-blog1]

Pinky Promise

Pinky Promise 2

Part 3

Summary: Jake gets a call in the middle of the night asking for a ride home. But it’s who is asking that makes him worried.

Word count: 2k

A/N: Another request knocked out! Currently working on part 2 of Beautiful Stranger and might have plans for continuing this one depending on if you all like it. Thank you so much for reading! -C

You were a little on the tipsy side as you squinted at your phone trying to make out the numbers on it. With them moving as much as they were, it was near impossible to type in a correct phone number. Instead, you opened your contacts and scrolled down to your brother’s name.

The smart thing to do would be to call him for a ride, but the more drunk side of you could only think about the nagging you would get on the way home and probably the month following. So, you scrolled up and down your contacts deciding on who would be the lucky winner to receive a call at 1 in the morning.

Jake groaned as he heard his phone going off. He blindly reached for it and squinted at the bright screen, trying to decipher who the hell would be calling at this hour. He had to be up in a few hours to get ready for another day of trying to get through the near impossible assignment, so unless it was an emergency, he was ignoring it.

The number that flashed on his screen wasn’t one he had seen before. He almost wrote it off as a wrong number or another spam call, but something told him to answer it. The area code was one he knew and a call this late on a Saturday might mean something is going on. So, instead of rolling over and enjoying the few hours of sleep he had left, he answered the mystery number.

“Seresin.”

“Oh shit! That’s the Jake that’s in this phone? Why would he put that number in here?” The voice was female and sounded somewhat familiar but was clearly drunk.

“Sorry to disappoint. Who is this?” Jake was kicking himself for answering it now, having the person insult him within two seconds of talking.

“Ah. Look, you have to promise not to tell my brother anything. Like pinkly swear and everything.” Jake was too tired to entertain childish requests, but the first part of the statement finally sunk in. The only one on the team who had a sister near base was Bradley. Fuck.

“Y/N? Is that you?” He needed the confirmation before freaking out. What did she do that warranted keeping her brother in the dark?

“I am not answering that question until you promise me.” He sat up in bed, turning on the lamp next to him. There was no way this wasn’t her.

“Alright. I promise I won’t tell him right now. Can you tell me what’s going on?” He was hoping she was too drunk to catch how he promised.

“Fine. I’m at this bar with my friend and I played wingman a little too well and she left with this guy. I mean good for her. She just got over this really bad breakup and needed to get laid.” Jake had gotten out of bed and put the phone on speaker as he got dressed. Something told him he was going to have to pick you up from somewhere. That’s if you managed to stop getting sidetracked.

“Anyway, I have this thing about not liking to get in Ubers by myself and it’s a long ass walk back to my apartment.” Jake had grabbed his keys at this point and was walking out the door.

“Where are you? I’m on my way.” He turned on his truck and waited for a response.

“Shoot. Well, we started at one place and now this is place three. No place four. You know what, let me ask because I have no idea.” Jake sighed and shook his head. He had heard stories from Bradley about his younger sister and how reckless you were. Or at least that’s the way he described you. He always kept you on a tight leash, trying his hardest to keep you out of trouble.

But Jake thought you just wanted to have some fun. One of his sisters went through a phase like this and it was best to keep a close eye on them but never push them. For reasons like this.

You told him the name of the bar and he was on his way. “I’ll be there in about 15 minutes. Are you okay to wait inside for me?”

“Yeah, that’s fine. I need to finish this water anyway.” Jake told you to call if something came up but he shouldn’t be long.

It wasn’t but 5 minutes later his phone started ringing again. He saved your number as Baby Bradshaw, knowing that this probably wouldn’t be the last time you called him.

“Yes ma’am?”

“Are you close?” As casual as you tried to sound, Jake could hear a slight bit of urgency.

“Five minutes away. Everything alright?” The hesitation that followed his question told him everything he needed to know. But he waited for your response before he pushed the issue further.

“Umm, it’s probably nothing. Just this guy by the bar keeps giving me this look and it’s making me feel a bit uncomfortable. But I’m also drunk and a tiny bit paranoid.” Jake pushed the accelerator down a bit further, breaking a few laws in order to get to you faster. He wasn't going to be blamed for getting the youngest Bradshaw in trouble.

“I’ve always been told to listen to your gut.” He heard the hum on the other end of the line as he blew through a red light.

“My gut is telling me they want tacos.” Jake couldn’t stop the laugh that came out.

“We can get you tacos on the way home, sweetheart. Now do me a favor and stand where a lot of people can see you. People like security or a bouncer. Can you do that for me?” He heard you hum again.

“Slight problem. He is following me now.” Jake’s heart started to beat faster and knew he needed to get there now.

“Shit. What did Bradley say. Thumb out, use your knuckles.” He shook his head trying to figure out what the hell you were saying. But it clicked a second too late.

“No don’t-“ He heard commotion on the other line and parked his truck right outside the bar. Flying out the door, he nearly ran into you as you were standing by the entrance with a bouncer blocking a guy with blood running from his nose from getting close to you.

Jake grabbed you before you could get around the bouncer and pulled you outside. “I told you to stay the hell away from me, you creep!” You were yelling at the guy all the way outside, letting him know you weren’t to be messed with. He wanted to go back in there and show the guy what happens when you mess with innocent people, but he knew leaving your side wouldn’t be for the best.

When the two of you were next to his truck, Jake let go and looked you over. Your face had a red tint to it from what he assumed had just happened, but besides that you looked to be in one piece. That was until he saw your eyes start to water.

He put a hand under your chin and lifted your head up. “Hey, hey. What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

You sniffed a few times and wiped the tear that managed to escape. “Bradley didn’t say how much it hurts to hit someone.”

Jake bit back a smile and looked down at your hand. While it was a bit red and would surely bruise tomorrow, it didn’t look too bad.

“He probably didn’t think you would ever have to do that. Why don’t we get you back home and you can tell me what happened.” He watched you nod your head and opened his passenger door for you, closing it when you were in.

He waited a few minutes after you were on the road before asking questions. “Want to tell me why you called me instead of your brother?”

You shook your head at the question. “Have you met my brother? It would be nonstop nagging for God knows how long. Anyone else seemed like the better option.” You paused as you remembered exactly who you were with.

“I will say I didn’t expect him to put your name in my phone. He seems to have a strong dislike for you.” Jake smirked at what you had said and shrugged his shoulders.

“He probably knew I had sisters and would do anything to make sure they were alright. Regardless on who they were related to.” You thought this over and nodded your head. It wasn’t long until the next question came.

“What happened at the bar?” You felt his eyes on you and knew he was more concerned than curious.

“The guy I told you was giving me weird looks ended up following me to the door. He stopped me and tried to grab my hand and even though I pulled it away, he kept coming at me. I don’t know, I guess I just felt like I needed to do something to stop him.” You missed the way Jake’s hands tightened on the steering wheel or the clench in his jaw.

“He was lucky I was 30 seconds behind, or he would’ve gotten more than a broken nose.” You looked over and saw how serious he was. A look your brother wore all too often.

“How long until you tell bird boy what happened?” Jakes eyes caught yours and you saw the conflict in them.

“If I was him, I would want to know something happened to my sister. But I will at least drop you off before I call him. Keep your phone on silent and say you fell asleep. That way you can push it off until he gets off tomorrow.” He heard your sigh but that was the end of that.

It was silent in the car until he heard you say, “I’m not as stupid as my brother makes me out to be.” Stupid was never a word he would have used to describe you. A little carefree maybe, but you knew what you were doing.

“I see someone who wants to have a little fun in their life while they can. Nothing wrong with that.” He glanced over to you to see you playing with your injured hand.

“You’re not as bad as they make you out to be either. Besides my brother, not many people would come and get me when they have to be up soon.” Jake held back a wince when he saw the time. A coffee run in the morning would be needed. Maybe he could talk Natasha into picking him up some from that place she always went to.

He pulled into your apartment complex and parked as close to your building as he could.

“Hey, sweetheart. You can call me anytime you need help, okay? I know your brother and I are not on great terms, but I know he would help me out when family is involved.” You gave him a small smile and thanked him for the ride.

He waited until you closed the door before he backed out of the parking lot, trying to figure out what he was going to say to Bradley. It was nearing 2am and calling him was oit of the question. So, he sent a simple text.

Hey man. Your sister called a random number in her contacts tonight and didn’t realize it was me. She needed a safe ride home and that exactly what I did. We can talk about it more at base, but wanted to let you know she is safe. -Hangman

He went to put his phone down when a text popped up. He prayed Bradley wasn’t awake, wanting to push the rest of that conversation off. But instead, it was baby Bradshaw with the text You never got me tacos.

Jake laughed out loud replying that he owes you some in the near future. With a spitfire attitude that you had, Jake saw the two of you becoming good friends. That’s if Bradley didn’t lock you up after tonight’s events.

A/N: Not too sure how I felt about this one but thinking about doing a Jake and Y/N friend series. Thoughts? Likes or dislikes? Thank you for reading!

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#hangman x reader #jake seresin x reader #jake hangman x reader #jake hangman seresin #topgun maverick #top gun maverick #chelsea writes #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader

[cairoswrld]

yap session except i’m passionate and i want you to live your dream life bc i can’t promise you a second chance at this life thing!! mwah

how many times are you going to consume loa content, get yourself excited all to procrastinate, deny yourself your desires, place everything else on a pedestal and waste another year wishing things were different?

no your dreams aren’t "too much", "too ambitious" "to unrealistic" when they are people that blow up and their whole lives change, people become overnight billionaires, globally recognised artists, randomly recruited models. – half of the people you sit there and admire, started with a desire or a hope just like you. the difference between you and them, is that they surrendered to that hope, to things working out for them.

"idk how i’m going to get there but i will" and they do. - no circumstance is to big because there are people all around you to prove otherwise. no circumstance is to big and you know that because you sit there reading about others getting their desires, wishing that it were you.

where is thinking about things not working out going to get you? is it fun to think that things won’t work out? who cares if it didn’t in the past, are we in the past ? keep the past where it is, bc the only thing that keeps you reliving your past is you thinking about it. notice how you suffer more in your head than irl? dead the old story. does it contribute to your happiness? abundance? dreams? no? then it’s not your business.

there’s so much information out there on the law, it is a promise to you that you are guaranteed what you want, all you have to is THINK in your favour.

in a world where the sky turns yellow, government officials confirm extraterrestrial life on earth, a whole bunch of individuals are said to be billionaires, people are becoming millionaires solely off their social media accounts, so much - you’re telling me you can’t get your sp? you can’t join that group of billionaires? you can’t manifest your desired appearance? there are aliens on earth and you’re telling me you can’t manifest your desired appearance? 😭

honestly the same way you can ignore the good things in your life, now do the same with your current 3D circumstances. it’s not your business.

and then decide today, what you want and decide that it’s yours, will be yours whatever. - time isn’t even real.

and then you live your life, and if you get a thought against your desire, cool it has nothing to do with you. you see negative circumstances pop up? great circumstances change all the time what does it matter to you? feeling anxious or doubtful? that’s fine bc as long as you can remind yourself it’s yours, go lay down and self soothe. - what you think a feeling that will fade away eventually is going to stop you from getting your desire? crazy.

the law of assumption is a pinky promise to you that all you have to do to achieve a life you love to live, is think and assume and expect everything in your favour. that’s it. and stay there. know it’s your. - what’s the harm in thinking otherwise? exactly.

@cairoswrld - anyways i need to make my blog look more pretty, the venusian in me is unsatisfied 🙁

#cairoswrld #loa #loablog #loassblog #law of assumption #manifestation #loassumption #manifesting #law of assuming

[emssturniolo]

delicate

pairing: matthew sturniolo x reader

summary: your soft spoken tone doesn’t let you make new friends, but matt is who you only really need

warnings: use of yn, and names such as baby ;)

a/n: very rare emssturniolo matt fan fic ! whaaat ?!??

happy reading :)

you and matt were currently at a party with his brothers. it was a party of some influencer who you didn’t really know, and had never spoken to

but you didn’t want to ruin the night for matt, who seemed to be excited to go to this party with his brothers and friends, so you promised yourself, for his sake, to try and make some new friends to talk to while you’re there

you went in confident and ready, to just tell your anxiety to fuck off and get out of your (very comfortable) comfort zone. yet, every time that you tried to talk to some girl that seemed remotely interesting to you, they would give you one of three main responses: make a weird face and shrug you off, try to talk to you and end up leaving, or just straight up insulting you - see there was a small problem with you and parties; you were too soft spoken to be heard in places with loud music and a lot of talking. so every time you tried to talk to someone, they wouldn’t be able to hear you and they’d either just leave or tell you to speak up, which was quite literally impossible for you to do, since your voice just didn’t go any higher than the slight next step from a whisper

yet you were determined. you didn’t want to cling onto matt, you wanted him to have fun and have some alone time with his friends, away from you. the last thing you needed was for him to think you’re too clingy. so you tried again, for the third time, to talk to a girl. this time, you spotted a girl sitting alone on the couch in the living room of the house the party was being held in. she was just on her phone when you sat next to her, and said “hey, you wanna talk?” and she diverted her attention away from her phone and looked at you with a smile. this was going well,,, surprisingly. “yeah sure! what’s your name?” she asked, “mine’s jenna.”, you smiled, “i love that name! i’m yn!” - jenna looked confused for a second before asking you, “sorry, what was that?”. she hadn’t heard you. “i said i love that name, i’m yn!” you tried again, raising your voice a bit higher, or as much as you could. “i can’t hear you! look, if you’re not gonna speak up i don’t think we can talk!”, jenna scoffed, and got up and left

tears brimmed at your eyes. you knew you weren’t speaking loud, but there was no reason for people to be so mean about it - so you gave in, and went to find matt. you needed him urgently, just a hug would be enough, but you couldn’t find him. you were growing more anxious by the second, so you quickly shot matt a text

matt<3

hey where are you?

i’m on the balcony

why what’s wrong?

can we meet ? like outside ?

yeah sure :)

and with that, you found matt outside the door of the house. the second you came close enough, you hugged him tightly. light tears ran down your warm cheeks, and as soon as matt realized, he pulled back, his hold still on you - gentle, but firm. “what’s up, my love? what’s wrong?” he spoke gently, just to match your delicate state. “nothing, just tried to talk to some people to let you have fun, but they always gave me weird looks or responses when i talked low.” you lightly let out a breath. he hugged you again, his delicate hands sinking into your skin, you above your hips - to let you know he’s there

“baby, look at me. you know i love everything about you, but trust me, that soft, gentle, beautiful, sweet, delicate tone of your voice is on my ‘top three things i love about yn’ list. promise.” and with that, he stuck out his pinky finger, which was immediately interlocked with yours, a kiss planted on each other’s fingers, and another one right after, planted on each other’s lips

“i love you, my sweet girl.” he said, sincerely. and you could tell, just by the stars in his eyes which show up anytime he talks about something he’s passionate about,,,

or talking about you

#matt sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #matthew sturniolo x reader #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #emssturniolo !

[reputationmunson]

Incandescent Glow | s.h. x fem!reader

summary: late night swimming with your boyfriend, steve

content: SMUT (18+ ONLY), oral (fem rec), mentions of riding and spooning position, you and steve being so in love it hurts, fluff, pet names, no use of y/n, food mentions

word count: 2.5k

a/n: thank you so much @lilacletter for reading this and for your kind words. ily <3

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Anxiety courses through your veins when your phone rings at nearly midnight. 

Who would be calling this late if it wasn’t some sort of emergency? 

You quickly make your way to the telephone and pick it up. “Hello?” you answer, voice filled with concern. 

“Hi, pretty girl” You let out a sigh of relief when you hear your boyfriend's voice. “Hi, Stevie. Is everything okay?” 

“Nope. Far from okay” he replies and your stomach drops. “w-what’s wrong?” you stammer.

“I miss my girl.” he says, sighing dramatically and making you chuckle. “I thought you were hurt, dummy!” you lightly scold. 

“I am hurt. Even more now that you didn’t say you miss me too” he whines. “I haven’t seen you all week, you know I miss you, too. A lot.” you reply honestly. 

A week might not seem like a long time to most, but for you and Steve, it felt like a lifetime. It was the longest you’d gone without seeing each other since you started dating almost three months ago. 

You weren’t ashamed of how much the two of you cling to one another, not one bit. You loved how he always had his hand on your thigh, his arm around your waist, or even just his pinkie looped with yours. Showing you affection was like second nature to Steve. Every touch or glances at each other in a crowded room was a reminder of how much you loved each other, even if you haven’t officially said those three words yet. 

His friends always say he’s “disgustingly obsessed with you” and he always tells them “you would be too if you had a girl like her”. Though his friends like to make fun of how soft he is for you, they love how happy you make him. They especially love that they don’t have to listen to anymore stories of failed dates with girls that left him feeling hopeless. 

“Can you come over?” He asks and fiddles with the phone cord while waiting for your response. “What’s in it for me?” you joke. “Unlimited kisses, obviously, and I’ll make you breakfast in the morning.” he promises. 

“You’ll make your special pancakes?” you ask.“I’ll make my special pancakes.” he affirms. 

Steve’s ‘special’ pancakes were just normal pancakes. Sometimes he would add blueberries or chocolate chips, but that isn’t what made them special. What made them special is how domestic it felt when you made them together or when he surprises you with breakfast in bed. Anything Steve does is special, even if it’s something as simple as pancakes. 

“You’re very convincing, Harrington.” you say in a sing-song voice.“Does that mean you’re convinced?” you can practically hear him grin. 

“I would’ve said yes even without the pancakes.” you tell him and he chuckles. “I know. I just like to spoil you. Do you want me to pick you up?” he offers. “It’s alright, I’ll drive. I’ll be there in about fifteen minutes, okay?” 

“Bring a swimsuit.” he tells you. “Why?” you question. “I wanna go for a late night swim with my girl. If you want to” 

“Yeah, that sounds fun! I’ll be there soon”

“I’ll be counting down the minutes.” 

“You’re so cheesy.” you giggle. “Bye, Stevie”

“Bye, honey”

_

Steve opens the front door before you even have a chance to knock. He wastes no time pulling you into him, wrapping his arms around you tightly and pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “Missed you, baby” he lets out a sigh of relief at the feeling of finally having you in his arms. “Missed you, too.” you respond, burying your face in his shirt and inhaling the scent of his cologne. 

Steve can’t believe how happy he feels right now to have you with him. He’s almost embarrassed at how tightly he’s holding you, scared that if he lets up even a little you’ll disappear. 

“C’mon, let’s go inside” he grabs your hand, not letting go until you reach his bedroom. “So, I’ll, uh, let you get changed. If you still wanna go for a swim” he nervously scratches the back of his neck and you can’t help but grin about the fact he gets nervous around you. 

“Of course I do. What else is the point of having a boyfriend with a pool?” your arms wrap around his neck and his hands fall to your waist. “So, that’s all I’m good for then, hm?” 

“That, and all the free movies from family video.” you kid and he playfully rolls his eyes. “You’re lucky you’re cute. I’m gonna get changed in the bathroom, then I’ll meet you out by the pool, kay?” he says and pecks your lips before exiting his bedroom. 

Before changing, you take a moment to look around Steve’s room. You’d been in here many times, but usually only to sleep or steal borrow one of his shirts, and you’ve always been too tired to observe his bedroom. 

The first thing you take notice of is the nightstand next to his side of the bed. His glasses that he refuses to wear in public lay on the stand out of their case, which you will gently remind him to put in the case when he isn’t wearing them. 

“Baby, you gotta keep them in the case or they might break” you’d tell him, to which he’d reply “like that would be the worst thing in the world.” and honestly, it might just be the worst thing in the world. Not only does he need them, despite his protests, but he looks incredibly handsome in them. You also find it sweet that he’s comfortable enough to wear them around you. 

Your heart grows about three sizes when you see the picture in the frame that he keeps next to his bed. The picture is the two of you at Robin’s birthday party. You’re both wearing goofy party hats and Steve’s cheeks are flushed due to the drinks he had that made him unbelievably lovey dovey (not that you’re complaining). You’re both smiling so big your cheeks hurt just from looking at it. 

That was the night Steve asked you to officially be his girlfriend. You said yes, but kindly asked him if he’d ask again when he was sober. It was the first thing he did when he woke up the next morning. 

In the bottom corner of the frame, there’s a polaroid of you he took a couple of weeks ago. He called you late, much like he did tonight, and asked if you wanted to go on a little adventure. You said yes without hesitation even though he gave you no context. 

He took you to lovers lake, of course. You both jumped in the lake and quickly got out when you felt the freezing water, giggling all the way to shore. You laid on the ground while your clothes dried and looked at the stars. Steve insisted on taking a picture of you, saying he never wanted to forget how pretty you looked under the stars. 

Setting down the picture frame, you realize you should probably change before Steve comes back and finds you snooping through his room. Not that he would mind.

You quickly change into a simple one piece that’s the color Steve loves you in and throw one of his shirts over the suit before heading downstairs. 

Steve’s already in the pool once you get outside. He’s floating on his back, but he lifts his head once he hears you walking towards the pool. 

“Hi, handsome. Don’t you look relaxed” you observe and sit on the edge of the pool. “Figured I’d get comfy since you were taking too long” he teases, swimming over to you and standing between your legs. “m’sorry. got distracted.” 

You run your fingers through his damp hair, pushing it back so it’s out of his eyes. “You look so pretty right now” you say, still running your fingers through his hair. “Do you have a crush on me?” he dramatically gasps, causing you to laugh. “Maybe I do” you move your hand to cup his cheek and wipe off water droplets with your water droplets.

“Are you gonna join me or sit there and look pretty? I’m fine with either one” he says before pressing a kiss to your palm. “I’ll join you if we play marco polo” you jokingly bargain. “Only if I get to be polo” he counters. “You’re so on. Prepare to lose, Harrington.” you say before standing up to remove your t-shirt. 

Steve lets out a whistle once your shirt is off and thrown onto a lounger. “You trying to kill me, honey?” 

“What? This is, like, the most conservative bathing suit ever.” you chuckle. “You’d make a garbage bag look sexy, babe.” 

“Whatever you say, loverboy.” you respond, sitting back on the edge of the pool and sliding into the water. 

Once you’re within reach, Steve grabs your arm and pulls you close to him so that your chests are pressed up against each other. His arms wrap around your waist and your wrap around his shoulders, your hands linked together behind his neck. 

His nose gently nudges yours before he finally kisses you over and over. The loving and soft brush of his lips over yours fills your stomach with butterflies. One of his hands slowly travels down until he reaches your butt, giving it a light squeeze and a small gasp escapes your lips. 

“I thought” kiss “we were gonna” kiss “play” kiss “marco polo” you say in between kisses. Steve chuckles and slightly pulls back. “We can if you really want to” he responds. 

“No” is all you say before capturing him in a breathtaking kiss. Your legs wrap around his waist and his hands grasp the underneath of your thighs. His tongue glides into your mouth causing you to moan.

 “Fuck, baby” Steve sighs into your mouth. “I wanna taste you” he confesses and you whimper. “yeah? you like the thought of me eating your pussy, sweet girl?” 

“yes” you moan, absentmindedly grinding against Steves’ bulge, causing him to groan. 

Steve carries you all the way to the side of the pull, encouraging you to sit on the side and you oblige quickly.  

Steve uses his large hands to part your thighs and a smirk appears on his face once your legs are spread. “You’d do anything I told you to, wouldn’t you?” he looks up at you, still grinning like a devil. “uh-huh” you nod swiftly. 

Steve presses a kiss to the side of each of your knees. He begins kissing up the inside of your thighs, occasionally nipping and sucking at the skin. You let out a shaky sigh in anticipation and your fingers thread through his hair, giving him a slight tug. 

Once he’s reached the top of your thigh, he presses a kiss to your clothed core. “Steve, please” you plead and he doesn’t think he can make you wait a second longer. 

He moves the part of the bathing suit covering your core to the side and licks a fat stripe from your hole to your clit. Your hand that isn’t in his hair grips the edge of the pool to keep you steady when his lips wrap around your clit and he starts to gently suck. “Fuck, Stevie” you moan just loud enough for him to hear, not wanting to alert any neighbours what you’re up to. 

His hands hook onto your thighs with a harsh grip and you hope it leaves a mark. 

His tongue toys with your clit at a slow, excruciating pace. He loves to tease you, loves to hear you beg for him. He knows it’s a little mean, but you just sound so pretty when you’re begging. 

“Faster, please” you whine and that’s all he needed to hear. 

Steve doesn’t hold back, sucking and licking your clit like a man starved.  Steve’s tongue dips into your entrance and his nose nudges your bud. You throw your head back as you feel your orgasm approaching. You start to grind your pussy on his face, chasing that high you need so badly. 

“I’m so close, baby” you groan in pleasure. Steve would know you’re close even if you didn’t tell him. Your breaths have shortened, the grind of your hips has gotten faster, and you have a death grip on his hair. 

He doesn’t change his pace or do anything different because he knows you’re about to cum and he’s not going to do anything that would mess up hearing you scream his name as you cum for him. 

“Steve, yes!” you scream, neighbours be damned. “I-I’m gonna- fuck- gonna-” you stammer, unable to speak as your orgasm washes over you. The pace of your hips still and Steve works you through your high, pulling away once he knows you’re satisfied. 

You collapse onto your back as you catch your breath. Steve hops out of the pool and sits next to you, taking in how beautifully blissed out you look. 

He can’t seem to think straight when you turn your head and look at him, giving a loopy smile. Love has been something that’s scared him since he was a teenager. Well, not exactly love, but the vulnerability that comes with being in love. When it comes to you, he’s never felt scared. He’s not afraid to give you his heart or show you sides of him that no one has ever seen, good or bad. Steve feels something with you he was sure only existed in movies and he can’t go another second without telling you. 

“Hey” Steve whispers. “Can I tell you something?”

“Yeah. anything” you say and sit up, scooting closer to him. You grab his hand and give it a loving squeeze and he squeezes back. 

“I love you. So much. Almost too much. It’s kinda crazy, actually. Like, I’m always thinking about you and wanna be with you all the time. I hope that doesn’t freak you out or anything, but, yeah, I just really fucking love you.” 

“Steve…” you whisper, holding back happy tears “I really fucking love you too” 

“Yeah?” he asks like it’s too good to be true. “Why wouldn’t I? You’re my favorite person.” you say and he smiles so big his nose scrunches. “You’re my favorite person too. Just don’t tell Robin or she’ll kill me” 

“Deal. Now, should we go up to your room so I can show you how much I love you?” 

Steve’s never moved faster in his life, practically sprinting inside while dragging you with him. 

You rode him for as long as you could until you had no strength left in your legs. After that, you both laid on your sides as Steve fucked you from behind, whispering sweet nothings in your ear, not stopping until sunlight began to stream through the bedroom window. 

You eventually fell asleep with your limbs intertwined with his, needing every inch of your body touching his. 

Even though he was exhausted from barely sleeping, he still kept his promise to make you pancakes with an extra side of kisses when you woke up. It’s easily the best meal you’ve ever had.

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thank you for reading :)

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#steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington smut #steve harrington 18+ #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington oneshot #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington fic #steve harrington

[eddiemunsonhotgf]

BABYSITTER. smut.

tw - dubcon, worshipping, religious themes. please do not read if these are triggering to you ♡ take care.

perv!eddie x innocent!catholic!reader ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

it all started when you met max's group. as her mom was an alcoholic she wasn't able to take care of her own daughter, so she decided to search for someone that could babysit her. i mean, max was almost a teenager but all teenagers need to be taken care of, right?

thats how it all started.

you were the perfect babysitter. actually, when her mom was sober, she was really proud for hiring someone like you... always smiling, innocent, with really good morals, catholic.

but the first time his eyes scanned you, he noticed a chain around your neck.

but the first time his eyes scanned you, he noticed a chain around your neck.

but the first time his eyes scanned you, he noticed a chain around your neck.

a cross. it had a dangly cross.

god, it made him want you even more.

sometimes when he'd get too excited from the view (you) he would go to the bathroom and pleasure himself. fucking his hand thinking that it was you, with your pretty lips. all wrapped around his cock. you would look so pretty.

he tried not to make any noise, he wanted to go slow with you as he was determined that one day he'll get to ruin you, and maybe catching him jerking off wasn't the best of all starts.

"eddie?" you knock. "are you okay?" you wonder. the innocent demeanor in the sound of your voice made him desire you, want to corrupt you. he has been taking a long time in the bathroom and moans would escape through the locked door. you wondered if maybe he needed to vomit and couldn't, that's why he would moan. moan in pain. but it was far from that.

"oh! shit- yea... yes" he responded breathily, hurrying up and pumping his cock faster. he came. he left a mess. so he decided to put his dick inside his pants and open the door. not even cleaning up. what a gross guy.

he was all red, swollen, as they say. you were actually worried for him. he spent so much time inside the bathroom and you were scared that he was in pain. he became your best friend due to all the time you spent together and you wouldn't want your best friend to suffer. right?

"are you sure, eds?" you asked. you looked so pretty worried, frowning your brows, how your voice sounded under the effect of fear. god, he was getting a boner again. he tried to be focused on your necklace. how gold complimented your skin tone. how you looked so pure.

"sure" he gave you a soft smile. he loved when you called him eds.

"i was worried. you spent so much time there and you were making noises. pain noises. pinky promise you will never scare me like that again? hm" you were adorable.

"i promise, y/n" he chuckles. if only you knew.

you were cleaning when you got scared, hearing him. you were almost done cleaning the entire house except for one room. the bathroom.

you needed to get inside, so taking advantage that eddie was standing in front of you, and that you were getting really sleepy from all the hard work, you asked him if he wanted to help you clean the only room that was missing, the room he jerked off in. the bathroom.

as the pervert he is he decided to help you. he wanted to have a little fun, taking advantage of your innocence.

he opened the door and the smell of hormones came right off and impregnated your nostrils. made you think that maybe he threw up a little.

and then you saw the mess he made. you didn't know what it was, of course. but you remember making cinnamon rolls a day ago, it looked like the white sugary-water mixture you'd put on top so they can taste really sweet! you didn't think that it was anything weird.

he observed you analysing the white liquid that was all over the sink. he knew what your thoughts were so he decided to tease and play with you. it was so fun. "wait... what's this?" he said. "oh! i remember. maybe this was from the cinnamon rolls you made... um ... yesterday? i think." ding ding ding! he needed to take an opportunity and he was smart. "taste check maybe? just to make sure."

and as he said, you obeyed. your non-sexual submissiveness made him weak at the knees. of course you didn't know what in reality that white fluid was, but you thinking about the possibility of being the sweet pastry's topping and him thinking the exact same, made you think that it would probably be that, it was all pure logic. so you picked up a little of the liquid with your fingers and sucked on them while you looked at him in the eyes. batting your eyes innocently. nothing of your demeanor was made intentionally. you were just... pure.

"mhmm..." you tasted, sucking on your fingers harder, confused. he never thought he would want to be some fingers.

it wasn't sweet, it was pretty much the opposite, salty almost sour, really weird. you weren't mad at the taste neither. it was... um... addicting! yes. thats the word. thats what you thought.

as you looked into his eyes they became darker and darker. his growing boner, growing even more and more as he saw the fear in your eyes due to his behaviour and gaze changing energies completely. you were confused with all that was happening, mainly because of the warmth you felt between your legs, this never happened before.

good thing the pants he was wearing were black and they helped to hide the boner. he didn't care if you noticed, though.

"i don't think it's t-that. do-do you want to taste? maybe try some!" you said shyly as you picked up more of the liquid with your fingers and tried to put them inside his mouth. he grabbed your hand. of course he wasn't going to taste himself. he already knew what he tasted like. instead he deviated your hands to your mouth. you sucked on your fingers again. but after a few seconds you took them out of your mouth. disoriented.

"what are you doing, eds! why won't you taste it?" you asked confused.

"by the look on your face... i'm afraid i don't really want to check how it tastes like, angel" he said and falsely chuckled. trying to play it cool.

as if he didnt want to bend you over the sink and make you take him from behind. he wanted to make you look in the mirror, look at how much of a mess you are while he tears you apart.

"but... it tastes good! i promise!" at this point he was absolutely red, don't know if it was from how bad he wanted to ruin you or the comment you just said.

"its okay." he answered. "im not interested! that's it!" he laughed it off.

"hmm. 'kay" you pouted. your big bright eyes lost the sparkle they had as he rejected your offer. so, you decided to move on from the rejection and clean the sink. that's why you were here anyways.

you asked eddie to grab a cloth and some cleaning product so you could use them to clean up.

you bent over. and thats when he couldn't take it anymore. your cute white panties with the most pure floral-pastel pattern made him lose his mind. he couldn't keep his hands to himself anymore.

so what's the first thing that comes to his mind? touching your cunt trough your panties. you wearing a short skirt made him fantasise about how he would get easy access to your tight holes. and thats what he was doing right now. taking advantage of that easy access.

you didn't respond. it felt good how he was touching you. moments before your cunt was aching and it had never happened before, so as friends do! he was just trying to help you. you didn't think this was anything bad or unpure.

a noise comes out of your mouth. like the ones that eddie was making just before you asked him if he was okay.

"eds. feels good. i like when you touch me ... there" even though he was being gentle with you, you couldn't even form sentences with your own words. he was pleasing you.

"you are such an angel. can you do something for me? pretty girl" he said as he tenderly grabbed you by your hair so he could see how much of a struggle this was for you. he loved that. loved looking at your pretty face.

"hmm" you nod. "good girl" he responds.

"look at yourself in the mirror while i touch you and make you feel good. can you do that for me? i know you can. you are a good girl."

"hmm..." you nod once again.

but as you do so, you get cut off by a wave of heat that affected your whole system. he had found that special part of your cunt. that one button. "oh... eddie... feels so-so good, god"

"say that again" he demanded & you were confused.

"hm?" you asked, not knowing what he meant.

"call me a god again. do it." you didn't think that was right. your teachers taught you to worship god only and you would feel really bad and guilty thinking about how disappointed in you he would be if he saw you worshipping someone else.

"i- i can't, eds-" you get interrumpted by a harsh slap coming across your face by one of his big hands.

"you think i care? i'm making you feel good. worship me." you took the slap as a sign to obey and submit to him. he was intimidating. you were always so obedient with everyone and you were acting up right now. "i need to be a good girl" you reminded yourself.

"you are my god, eddie. my god" you said as tears formed up your eyes. not knowing why he would be so mean to you. tears escaped from your eyes and run through your face. you were starting to turn red.

"good girl. i think you deserve a reward. don't you?" he said. "mind if i take these off? hmm? princess." you nodded dramatically. your cunt felt really warm and it was almost throbbing so... maybe it just needed some air. your best friend was so caring.

"fuck." he muttered. "you have such a pretty cunt. im going to make you feel so good, angel." again, he was being so caring! you thought. you were confused with the contrasts of his actions. he slapped you moments ago and now he's calling you his angel, you feared him and he enjoyed it.

"thank you...god" you said as he inserted two digits inside you tight hole, you whimpered. you were in pain. you never had something inside of you. you didn't think that was supposed to happen.

his finger-pace was slow at first but really loud. you were so wet, making pretty noises you didn't expect to come out from your mouth an your cunt.

he then started to go rapid. between heavy breaths he muttered some "oh yeah?"s and "fuck"s as he felt you were getting closer and closer, clenching around his fingers. reaching your high.

he could get off just from this. from pleasing you.

you felt something warm form up in your tummy. it wasn't anything bad, in the contrary it felt really good. your muscles tensing up and not being able to keep your legs straight as they were when all of this started.

"eds, i f-feel really weird... b-but g-good. it feels w-warm in my tummy." you say. so fucked out that you can't even speak. so fucked out and only from two fingers.

"that's it. you're going to cum. that's what you're feeling, angel. let it go. come on, good girl."

and just like magic, after all his talking "he made you cum?" you've never heard of that expression but you thought that's another way of saying "taking care of your friends". because that's what he did!

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hihi !!! this is my first work ever writing and it was so much fun doing it. keep in mind english is not my first language plz :,[ just did it for the fun ! maybe if this does well i will do a part 2!

if u liked it plz make sure 2 reblog it !! it would help a lot <3

inspired by catholic!reader by @prettyboyeddiemunson & perv!eddie by @princesssmimi <3

#eddie munson smut #joseph quinn smut #eddie munson #joseph quinn #eddie munson x reader #joseph quinn x reader #stranger things #stranger things smut #perv!eddie

[taocard]

freminet + aquarium date

♡ I grant a wish for whoever summons me and take one thing as a payment ♡ 𝐬𝐰𝐨'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: I'm making a masterlist soon! so navigation will be much easier! 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Freminet ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ❄ first of all, Lyney never thought the day would come when his little brother Fremi would gain the courage to ask you on a date "i-it's not a date we're just handing out!" Freminet softly protests "Sorry but I disagree. why else would you be resembling a tomato right now?" "...shut up" ❄ Lyney helps Freminet get ready like he's a proud mom all of a sudden ❄ Freminet drove you to the aquarium on his scooter and was all blushy when your arms wrapped around his waist (modern au Fremi has a scooter. I take zero objections.)

❄ he will link pinkies with you when you're walking around. he is shy and doesn't know how to just hold your hand :(( ❄ he'll ease up after 10 minutes i promise. if you are relaxed then so is he ❄ and he's in his natural habit here! ❄ you know those signs everywhere that say fun facts about each thing? you two aren't even reading those because Fremi is actually a huge nerd about the ocean and telling you all the facts himself. and he makes it more interesting too! ❄ the absolute sparkle in his eye while he's geeking out and telling you about a fucking sting ray is actually so cute. ❄ like, please. let him talk his ear off. if he's talking it means he likes you. ❄ istg. he could have a podcast about the ocean and you'd listen to like its asmr with that soft and soothing voice of his. ❄ oh! and! he will take photos for you! if you're someone who likes to take pictures and post them on social media he can do the photo taking for you. he's actually a really good photographer (probably from how much Lyney needs pictures taken for his own social media page. so Fremi has some experience) ❄ he'll have this gentle look in his eye when he takes pictures of you smiling and looking at the fish and things ❄ he is definitely making the background on his phone a picture of you after this oh my lord ❄ he is so whipped for you :(( ❄ if you say you want to take a selfie with him he will get shy. like, he is the one taking pictures, not the one in the photo.

❄ but just explain to him it's a picture for only you to see and no one else and he'll ease up and take the photo with you. he'll do it for you just don't show it to anyone please because he thinks his smile is ugly ❄ LISTEN HERE. TAKE NOTES. ❄ SAY HIS SMILE IS CUTE. SAY HIS SMILE MAKES YOUR DAY. I DO NOT CARE HOW YOU DO IT. JUST COMPLIMENT HIS SMILE AND HE'LL FEEL ALL WARM AND GIDDY IT IS SO WORTH IT AND WILL GIVE YOU EXTRA BONUS POINTS. ❄ his favorite part has to be where you can pet the different baby sharks in the tanks. he absolutely loves the sensation of their backs and fins. HE WON'T ASK FOR IT. BUT TAKE A PIC OF HIM TOUCHING THE BABY SHARK AND SEND IT TO HIM. like he will actually appreciate it and hang the photo up on a wall at home or something ❄ best for last is the gift shop! ❄ OK OK OK HERE ME OUT

❄ you're wandering around the gift shop and he's obviously gonna pay for whatever you want cause he is so polite and gentlemen material like that ❄ and he will ask you "has something caught your eye?" ❄ AND THERE IS 2. MATCHING. PENGUIN PLUSHIES. ON THE SHELF AND THEY WERE THE ONLY ONES LEFT LIKE HELLO IT WAS PRACTICALLY FATE ❄ now you two are matching! ❄ imagine after the date and moving forward or whatever, if you two are on a phone call, he is staring at the penguin plush because it reminds him of you, and it's kind of funny how it's like your voice isn't coming from the phone but from the plush ❄ he now carries around that plush. because. it reminds him. of you. and it makes him so warm inside. ❄ when he drops you off at your doorstep for the night he will be so happy to hear you say: "I had fun, we should do this again sometime" ❄ cause it means he did something right! he has no idea how someone as cool as you would like someone like him but it worked out! YIPEE

❄ PLEASE. PLEASE KISS HIS CHEEK BEFORE YOU GO INSIDE

❄ HIS HEART WILL BEAT SO FAST HE'S WORRIED YOU MIGHT HEAR IT. ❄ like. he put his hand over his heart to try and quiet it so you wouldn't hear it :(( ❄he is this little blushing mess and has the cutest smile on his lips ❄ don't lose this one. he's a keeper. ❄ when he gets home he's stuffing his beat red face into a pillow and lightly kicking his feet

#freminet x reader #freminet fluff #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact fluff #lyney #GOODBYE FREMI IS SO CUTE. #I'd kill for him i swear

[katelynnwrites]

Little Liebe's Family II | Sydney Lohmann x Child!Reader

warnings: ~

word count: 1077

summary: you change Tante Syd's name

a/n: part of Sydney's Little Liebe, celebratory two fics in a day cause germany is going to the olympics 🥳

Tante Syd is brushing her teeth when you appear by the door and hover as you wait for her to finish.

‘Little Liebe?’ She questions worriedly as soon as she’s done.

It’s odd for you to be standing in her bedroom, you’re usually tucked into your own bed by now.

‘Can you read me a bedtime story?’ You ask.

Your Tante is confused but slowly says, ‘Okay…’

You haven’t had a bedtime story in a while, deciding it to be only for babies. No matter how much Momma and Tante Syd had tried to convince you otherwise, you were stubborn and adamant about your decision.

But you really really want one today because you think it will make the weird feeling in your tummy go away.

Tante Syd holds out her hand and you grip onto it tightly as she walks you back to your bedroom.

‘Which book would you like?’

You like Tante Syd’s voice. It calms you down and Momma told you that when you were very little, Tante used to sing you a lullaby when she rocked you to sleep.

You don’t need her to sing to you today, especially because Tante Laura from the Country Club says that Tante Syd can’t sing but you do need her to read you your favourite book so you point to it.

It’s not been read for a while so it’s been sitting on your bookshelf instead of your bedside table where it used to sit.

’Do you want me to sit in your bed beside you?’ She prompts gently after picking the book up and you nod.

You squeeze her hand tightly as she does so and Tante kisses the top of your head.

She opens the book and reads, ‘I love our time together as we start each happy day.’

‘I love our bathtime silliness. The way we splash and play.’

‘With my yellow duck!’

Tante Syd chuckles softly, ‘I love to lift you way up high so you feel really tall!’

You giggle, ‘I love it too. I like being taller than Tante Mala.’

Tante Mala is the tallest person you know and you feel like such a big girl when you can see the top of her head.

You have a lot of fun when Tante Syd puts you on her shoulders.

Your Tante turns the page, reading aloud, ‘We’ll climb the highest mountaintops. Hold tight and you won’t fall.’

In your book, it shows a baby bear and a mummy bear. They climb mountains together and you want to do that too.

‘Tante am I big enough to go climb mountains with you and Momma yet?’

She’s been promising that you could since you first started reading this book together and because you haven’t read it for a while, you thought that maybe you’ve grown big enough to go.

Your Tante laughs, ‘Soon Little Liebe. We can go hiking with your Momma real soon okay? You’ve just got to grow a bit bigger so make sure to eat all your veggies.’

‘Okay.’ You nod furiously.

Tante Syd grins. You ask every time the storybook is read to you so she’s not surprised you’ve asked again.

‘You’ll hold my hand tight when we go right?’ You whisper as an afterthought.

When you were littler, you didn’t think about that and now you worry a bit about it. Falling off a mountain sounds like it will give you an ouchie.

Like the one you have on your knee from tripping because you ran too fast on the pitch.

‘Of course Little Liebe. Your Momma will hold one hand and I will hold your other hand so you will be safe.’

‘Promise?’

‘Promise.’

Tante gives you a pinky promise so you know she’s being serious.

‘I’ll get bigger soon. Then we can go.’ You decide, making Tante Syd chuckle.

Unbeknown to you, your Momma and her already have a hiking trip planned for you. You’ve been big enough for a while.

Tante’s voice is very soft and very affectionate when she reads, ‘I love to share the magic of the shining skies above and think of all the different ways that we can show our love.’

‘Like when we’re touching noses.’

Your Tante Syd bumps her nose off yours and you dissolve into a fit of giggles, ‘You’re silly Tante.’

‘Playing chase or seeing friends. Our love is always with us and it never, ever ends. So snuggle safely in my arms, our day is nearly done.’

Tante doesn’t even have to ask or hold her arms out because you cuddle right up to her.

She hugs you tightly, murmuring the last line of the book, ‘I love you to the moon and stars, my precious little one.’

‘I love you too. To the moon and stars.’

‘Which is a lot because they are very far away.’ You add insistently.

‘I know Little Liebe. I love you lots too.’

You wiggle under your blanket.

‘Tante?’

‘What is it?’

‘Can I call you Mama?’

Your Tante goes very still and quiet next to you. Her breathing sounds funny for a moment and she hugs you even more tightly.

‘If you want to, Little Liebe.’

You relax as the weird feeling in your tummy disappears.

‘That’s good because I want to. My teacher at school says that I have two mummies because you and Momma are getting married. So you can’t be Tante anymore.’

‘I’d love to be your Mama.’

You grin, kissing her cheek and your Mama’s eyes are very shiny when she kisses your cheek back.

‘Have sweet dreams meine Little Liebe.’

She tucks you into your fluffy blanket properly and checks under your bed to make sure there aren’t any monsters hiding there.

‘No monsters?’

‘No monsters.’ She confirms.

Yawning, you mumble, ‘Goodnight Mama Syd.’

‘Goodnight Little Liebe.’

She’s left your night light on so you aren’t afraid when she leaves your bedroom.

You’re already falling asleep so you don’t know that she bursts into tears as soon as she’s outside.

You don’t know that Momma comes out from finishing up the dishes in the kitchen to find her crying.

You don’t know that she anxiously asks your Mama Syd what is wrong, only for her to shakily say, ‘Nothing’s wrong. Everything is perfect because Little Liebe just called me Mama.’

You don’t know any of that but you do know that you are so very very loved. By both your Momma and Mama.

German Translations:

meine Little Liebe - my little love

tante - aunty

#fun fact the book that is read to little liebe is actually real #it's called i love you to the moon and back #and i have it memorised courtesy of my job 😅 #sydney lohmann #sydney lohmann x reader #sydney lohmann imagine #woso #woso x reader #woso imagine #woso community #woso fanfics #katelynnwrites #fcb frauen #gerwnt #dfb frauen

[babyleostuff]

Hi lovely I was reading your works and it's so good, serious genuinely everything is perfect I'm addicted💗I wanna request only if you have time obviously, a Jeonghan as your boyfriend pretty please💗 Thanks

thank you some much for your request love! hope you enjoy this and have a great day <3

JEONGHAN AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

genre | a lot of fluff

author’s note | if you want me to do this with any other member, let me know <3

𓆩♡𓆪 he is always so so gentle with you 

𓆩♡𓆪 in his eyes, you’re the most precious thing in the world 

𓆩♡𓆪 he loves to baby you and dote on you, because you’re so adorable to him

𓆩♡𓆪 he adores being domestic with you - doing the dishes, the laundry, cleaning your apartment and watching movies/ dramas when eating late dinner after work 

𓆩♡𓆪 it brings him so much peace and inner comfort, especially after a busy day with schedules or when he comes home from tour

𓆩♡𓆪 you’re like his little battery charger, he swears he gaines back his energy when he’s with you 

𓆩♡𓆪 a sucker for holding hands and quiet forms of affection (even if only your pinkies are linked, it’s enough for him)

𓆩♡𓆪 as long as you’re next to him, everything is alright 

𓆩♡𓆪 hugs and cuddling are a big part of your relationship as well

𓆩♡𓆪 after being away from you, he craves your touch and it’s almost as if it has some healing properties 

𓆩♡𓆪 but in reality the hugs and cuddling are so great, because of how much you love each other

𓆩♡𓆪 and it’s your silent way of taking care of each other 

𓆩♡𓆪 he always makes sure you know that you can count on him, no matter how busy he is - you’re his number one priority 

𓆩♡𓆪 when you’re sick or feeling unwell he is always there for you, ready to become a certificated nurse

𓆩♡𓆪 even when you tell him to leave you alone, as not to get him sick as well, he never leaves your side 

𓆩♡𓆪 and if he has to because of work, he always checks up on you, making you promise that you’ll text him if you get worse 

𓆩♡𓆪 he just feels so bummed seeing you feeling bad and it always brings his mood down, so he wants you to get healthy as soon as possible 

𓆩♡𓆪 going on late night walks are your favourite 

𓆩♡𓆪 the town is a lot more quiet than during the day and it brings a sense of comfort to both of you

𓆩♡𓆪 you don’t even need to talk much, you just walk around the neighbourhood holding hands and appreciating each others company 

𓆩♡𓆪 your whole relationship basically feels like a safety blanket, that you can hide under 

𓆩♡𓆪 he makes you feel safe and loved 24/7 

𓆩♡𓆪 if you ever point out a flaw in you or get insecure (which you should not, because you’re BEAUTIFUL) he just goes: “YAH 😒” and kisses you all over your face, telling you how beautiful and amazing you are 

𓆩♡𓆪 he does NOT let you feel bad about yourself, not even once 

𓆩♡𓆪 he teaches you his mastery of cheating, that you can use during game nights with the rest of the boys 

𓆩♡𓆪 you’re the unbeatable couple and even with the rest of the boys knowing that you’re probably cheating, they do nothing to stop you 

𓆩♡𓆪 they know that there is no point in doing so (because you’re going to find  another way to cheat their asses) 

𓆩♡𓆪 loves seeing you in his clothes, it makes him go 🥰 🥰 🥰 

𓆩♡𓆪 especially during autumn and winter, you’re just so cuddly and huggable that he cannot resist you and hugs you at least every 15 minutes

𓆩♡𓆪 which makes you go 🙄, but it’s okay because he’s pretty and you cannot resist him either  

𓆩♡𓆪 he also becomes quite sulky and pouty if you don’t pay enough attention to him

𓆩♡𓆪 like: hello, your boyfriend is in need of some extra attention (and some kisses too)

𓆩♡𓆪 despite his loving and caring nature, he teases you a lot 

𓆩♡𓆪 brings up random embarrassing situations from your past and laughs about it, making you go 😐 

𓆩♡𓆪 but he never crosses the line with the jokes and never makes you feel bad about yourself, it’s all just for fun and games 

𓆩♡𓆪 is committed to being the little spoon in your relationship and is not afraid of admitting it 

𓆩♡𓆪 you’re just so comfy and he feels so safe in your arms 

𓆩♡𓆪 but just one word from you and he becomes the big spoon

𓆩♡𓆪 anything for his baby 

𓆩♡𓆪 even if he’s not the most adventurous person on the planet, you’re never bored with him 

𓆩♡𓆪 every second spent together is precious to you and you cherish it dearly

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[nyoomfruits]

fics that are essential landoscar lore to you 3 2 1 go

[shoves the enitre contents of the ao3 landoscar tag at you] there you go :)

IN ALL SERIOUSNESS. this is so hard why would you ask this of me aaahhhh but OKAY.

(below a read more because uuuuh. this accidentally got really long)

how much can you fit (under your skin) by cloudcollector | E | 4,5k

Oscar has biteable thighs. Lando has teeth.

this one is self explanatory and what prompted you to send me this ask i think. anyway i've said this before but even if you dont like thighs you will come out of this a thigh lover. also 10/10 dynamic like everything is so!!! about this fic. introduced reading oscar to the world which i think should be a staple in all landoscar fics actually

Negative splits by leafmealone | T | 10k

So officially, Oscar Piastri, pretty good steepler and pretty bad pacer, was now a professional runner. They wanted him to steeple, mostly, though he’d be doing cross country in the fall, and Lando had pinky promised him, mid-distance guy to mid-distance guy, that if he wanted to get into the 3k flat indoor then he would get him in. Oscar didn’t really want to ask how he planned on doing that. Felt safer not to ask.

very important landoscar lore to me personally which if you've been following me a while you probably know why. anyway 10/10 and a must read makes me feel very insane every time. also leaf did put the sports boys in another sport as well which is also mandatory reading in my personal opinion.

only found by eisenberg | T | 7k

“Hey, well. No strings attached, right?” Oscar says, strategically. Lando smiles and says, “hell yeah. And now that that’s established, what’s your stance on aliens? Also, do you still want your cake?” -- cinderella soulmates au where whatever you lose, your soulmate finds. except: oscar has a soulmate and lando is a No-Match, a person who doesn't have a soulmate.

what is a mandatory reading list without a soulmate au truly. AND LET ME TELL YOU. 10/10. dynamic is of the charts fantastic, beautifully captures the differences between lando and oscar but why they work anyway and gaaahhh. sometimes i just stare at the ceiling for three hours and think about this fic no biggie

what would you do (if I went to touch you now)? by laceyamethyst | E | 30k

“Okay, so they both like each other. We need to get them together.” “How? Lando’s too freaked out to think straight and Oscar is the human embodiment of the standing man emoji.” Charles purses his lips for a moment before he snatches his boyfriend’s phone up from the other side of the table. “What are you doing?” “Initiating Mission Landoscar.” “Did you just make that up?” Charles waves at him dismissively as he begins texting, and Max lays his head down on the coffee table and prays for strength. *** In which Max tries to prove to an oblivious Charles how glaringly obvious it is that Lando is head over heels in love with Oscar. When Charles finally gets with the program, Lestappen go on A Mission™ to get the two idiots to admit their feelings for each-other, but it’s easier said than done.

first of all this fic is perfect, show stopping, laugh out loud funny. SECOND OF ALL this fic is the best way to bully your lestappen friends into shipping landoscar because it actually has a super sweet established relationship lestappen side plot. also this whole fic is from max's pov which means you get a beautiful outsider pov look at the complete chaos that is lando and oscar pining for each other. delightfull really.

Your Plans (And Those Slow Hands) by xxcelientje | E | 4k

He could probably fit both of Oscar’s hands in one of his own, he could for sure use one hand to hold both of Oscar’s wrist and an idea entered his mind. He smiled at Oscar. ‘You like my hands?’ Oscar’s cheeks reddened even more as he nodded, his eyes still on their joined fingers. ‘They fascinate me,’ he admitted, biting his lip. OR: Lando and Oscar have some fun (and share some feelings) after the Belgium GP

just like the thigh fic will give you a thing for oscar's thighs this will give you a thing for lando's hands. gaahhh their dynamic in this is just so!!!!!!!!! the way theyre so HORNY for each other 10/10

carried away by venerat | E | 22k

“Oscar,” Lando said. “Don’t hate me, alright, but I've—”

did you really think i was going to do a mandatory reading list without a venerat fic???? lmao. anyway all of venerat's stuff is mandatory but this one is my personal fave i think. TOP TIER dynamic truly, and its FAKE DATING. what more can a person want really

change the weather by sharls | E | 5k

Lando knows what a thong is, of course he does—but the team needs content, the team needs clicks, and he just so happens to be well-versed in the art of going viral.

is a mandatory landoscar reading list really complete without a thong fic??? i think not. and this is so!!!!!!!!! everything about this just Makes Sense. if you told me this had actually happened i would be like. yeah. that checks out. very incredibly in character and just !!!!!!! very hot and funny and perfect.

all right theres a lot more but??? i promised myself i would rec only 5 fics and this is already 7, so... i'll stop here. for now

#landoscar #mctwinks #twinklaren #fic rec list #we truly have so many great writers in what is actually a relative small fandom its insane!!!!!!!!!

[jiminiepabo]

BTS As Your Best Friends

I was feeling inspired by my BTS As Your Boyfriend series, and I wanted to give yall a cute little friend moment! 💕

Comtains: Fluff, that's about it lmao

This is only with the maknaes, but the others will come soon!

°+~♡~+°

Jungkook-

THIS MAN....

Devious asf 💀💅

He actually will not shut his fucking mouth, bro will call you up at 4 in the morning to talk to you about how his day went

Lowkey invites himself to your place unapologetically

Very juvenile, in a good way. Like sleepovers with snacks and movies and pillow forts

THE GOSSIP KING 👑

And he will fill you in on all the bangtan tea

He's the type to make pinky promises not to tell after he talks hella shit abt someone 💀

Not that he talks hella shit that much, but the occasion that it happens, expect a lot to come out of his mouth.

Very good listener tho, if you actually have an issue, he's gonna be there for you

Definitely tells you way too much about his dating life...

He also falls asleep on you, so get used to it. he's an affectionate bitch, what can he say? And with all the sleepovers yall are having, he can't help it

Okay but tell me why I think he'd love playing hair salon with you 👀

One of his downsides as a friend is that he's a fucking celebrity and has a shit ton of other people to interact with and other places to go

So don't expect too much from the poor guy, he's got a lot on his plate.

Recently we found out that he vapes, so he for sure needs a vape buddy

ALSO

He is SO GOOD at dating advice

Whoever you're into, he will be right there planning your wedding on a pinterest board.

Expect lots of singing in the car

In all, jaykay is fucking hyper but he's a great bestie to have

Taehyung-

Tae is your deep ass convo kinda guy

Like yeah, he's fun asf, but damn he's just built to talk about deep shit with you

If any of these friendships are likely to turn into relationships, it's gonna be with Tae

He just loves love 😭

And honestly, as he should

And I'm not saying that you return the feelings, but you are the one reading a Bts imagine on tumblr... 🤷‍♀️

Besides the fact that he lowkey has a crush on you, you'll probably be at his house more than your own

I can see him just talking and talking for hours on end with his bestie while you chill on the couch with a TV show playing in the background

Probably has a cute nickname for you

Like if you're short, he calls you shorty. And if your cute, he calls you cutie.

IDK MAN IM BAD AT THIS 💀💀💀

But he'll come up with something cute

Your contact name in his phone will probably be something along the lines of "my wife" or "wifey"

Or smth stupid like that just bc he likes you 💀

And he won't tell anyone either, he just unironically talks about you all the time, nothing suspicious 👀

Expect chaos when he's drunk tho

He goes WILD

It's fun though, seeing him being smiley and not contemplating the complexities of life to you

Your man is weird asf but you gotta love him

Jimin-

Someone needs to calm him down and give him a massage or smth

Because when I tell you...

JIMIN IS THE FLIRTIEST HOE EVER

He doesn't even like you, it's just jimin being jimin

Very sweet tho 🥺

He seems kinda awkward about giving advice bc he doesn't know exactly what to say, but he'll listen really good

Also, no offense to jimin, but he's a mess.

He's so caring that he likes someone new every other day istg

And he'll tell you all about it and it's the cutest thing ever watching him have so much love for so many people

May or may not have mid-life crises during the night and come over to drink alcohol and pour his heart out to you

He's a people pleaser so be a good friend and encourage him or compliment him a lot

He will most likely flirt with you in return but it secretly makes him feel reassured so just take one for the team

Probably will give you fashion advice tbh

And he's an icon so you let him do his thing

I think he'd like doing things like drawing or painting or dancing as an activity with you

Like it's fun to do, but it's quiet enough for him to talk about his problems

This is so sad but I feel like he projects a very happy image but he doesn't always feel it inside

He may struggle with self image and dependence on others

So he needs you to be his anchor to hold him down and tell him he'll be alright

And he'll do the same for you, don't worry.

°+~♡~+°

Hope you enjoyed! The hyung line version is coming soon! 💕

My requests are open 😘

#bts #bts scenarios #bts reactions #taehyung #jimin #boyfriend #yoongi #jungkook #namjoon #jin #suga #bts scenes #kpop #kpop boys #hoseok #hobi #taehyung x reader #jimin x reader #jungkook x reader

[dancerladyaqua]

Engage spoilers - Pre-Amnesia and Post-Amnesia Alear

The Japanese version does something very unique with the writing of Alear. Given the nature of Japanese having three distinct "alphabets" (hiragana, katakana, and kanji), they separate current Alear with past Alear quite amazingly.

Current Alear and past Alear both speak in very polite manners and, if you're just listening, the only difference is line delivery. Fun to note was that Alear uses "watashi," which in general is polite and sort of "normal," but "watashi" can be spelled 3 different ways normally. "私" is the kanji, "わたし" is hiragana, and "ワタシ" is katakana.

Current Alear uses the kanji form, while past Alear uses hiragana. AND, actually, current Alear uses a good amount of kanji while past Alear's words are written only in hiragana.

Hiragana is usually "for children." It's what kids learn first in Japanese schools. So in one way you have Alear's younger self pointed out in this way, but also, it feels very blank and devoid of emotion.

I noticed a lot in this game that certain characters would use kanji for one word while others would use its hiragana or katakana form. Take Vander and Hortensia. Both refer to Alear as "Divine Dragon-sama" (shinryuu-sama), but Vander uses the kanji 様 while Hortensia uses the katakana サマ. Vander's use shows his serious nature while Hortensia is more quirky.

In contrast to all these - and please note I'm not a native speaker of Japanese - past Alear's line delivery combined with the hiragana make Alear very void of emotion. Or, rather, pushing down those emotions to as not to appear defective to their dad. They scrubbed themselves of personality to stay alive.

From my memory, past Alear only uses hiragana, even in flashbacks when fighting their dad and making the initial pinky promise with Lumera. But what's great is Alear's final words with Lumera in chapter 25.

They start with Alear using kanji:

And then, as soon as Lumera says she was finally not alone after she met him, Alear says:

"Me too. Me too..."

The first "watashi" is kanji, while the second is hiragana, and their use of hiragana continues until Lumera is gone. Alear's last word in hiragana is "mother."

Then, as soon as they stand up, they return to kanji say that they're fine and not sad:

This scene is so poignant. You can really read into an interpretation that Alear has regained at least enough memories to connect to their past self. The one talking to Lumera isn't just current Alear, but also at least part of the past Alear that found so much solace and understanding in Lumera when they both were so lonely.

I love this game.

#fe #fe engage #fire emblem engage #alear #lumera #japanese #olivia talks #olivia plays engage

[theonethatyaks93]

Just One Kiss (PaTB/Brinky Fic)

Hello everyone!! It's kinda been a little while since you've heard from me but I'm back here with a little warmup I did so I could get myself ready to work on other things!! I honestly wasn't feeling too good about this one but I still wanna post it for all of you!! Thanks to @therealhayyhay for the confidence boost and the prompt this fic was based on! I hope you enjoy!!

Plot: All Pinky wants is kiss from Brain. Just one before they execute the plan. But Brain is focused on his work and doesn’t want to be disturbed. So, Pinky will have to get a kiss the hard way.

Pinky paced rapidly around the cage, the boredom and anticipation starting to affect his usually cheery mood. While instances like this weren’t unusual, for some reason, this time, he could barely sit still for a single second. All he could think about was the fun couple-y things he could be doing right now with his bestest and sweetest boyfriend in the world. Oh, how he wanted to kiss him and hold him tight, never letting go. The thought alone made him feel dizzy.

But Brain had been working on this plan for surely many hours! And he still wasn’t finished!

He was beginning to believe Brain would never complete his blueprint, especially since he hadn’t moved his oversized pencil in a few minutes. All he was doing was staring at the paper, eyes scanning the writing on it repeatedly. The only other motions from his face were the slight turning of his head from side to side and the occasional way his lips upturned into a slight scowl. He looked so focused.

And it was driving Pinky crazy.

The small shifts of his body made the lanky mouse antsy; he tried standing still to watch but he fidgeted in his spot instead. Every time Pinky noticed Brain’s mouth lift, he felt a sensational feeling in his stomach very much akin to butterflies. He bit his lower lip in an attempt to prevent his romantic thoughts from spilling out. That bite forced him to let out a light squeak, barely silencing him.

He really wanted a kiss from Brain. Right now. It only had to be one! He’d do anything to satisfy the ticklies in his tummy!

Taking in a deep breath, Pinky strolled a little bit closer to where Brain was seated, being able to make out the sketches on the paper. He hovered over his partner with slight curiosity and eagerness, hoping with all his heart that he’d agree to just one little smooch. He placed his paws on Brain’s shoulders, taking note of how his boyfriend stopped moving and how he seemed to relax. “Narf! Oh Brain! Are you almost done with your plan-thingy? It’s been hours and hours! I’m getting tired and you’re not doing anything!”

Brain took his eyes off his blueprints and glanced and Pinky, slightly groaning. He placed the oversized pencil on the ground before responding.  “Pinky, it’s only been twenty minutes since I began. If you’re so bored, then you can go read a magazine or watch T.V. But I’m working on tonight’s plan, and I don’t want to be disturbed by your inane comments or temper tantrums.” He returned his focus to the paper in front of him without saying anything else.

It had only been twenty minutes? Egad, it felt like a million-billion hours!

Pinky was slightly relieved that it hadn’t been too long, but he still felt those lovey-dovey-magical-fluttery feelings swirling inside. He needed a kiss, so he could respect Brain’s wishes and not bother him for much longer. Then he’d go do something else. He promised Brain that.

“But Brain, I just wanted to ask for a…mhmmm…” His hold on Brain shifted from his shoulders to the sides of his face. Yet he kept on stuttering. Those words he wanted to say wouldn’t come out, though he was really trying.  

Brain looked at him again, a quizzical expression shown prominently on his face. “Ask for what exactly, Pinky?”

“Can I just have one little kiss before I go? Zort. Please, Brainy?”

Whew! He’d said it. That wasn’t so hard!

Pinky felt a blush creeping onto his face, a sheepish smile forming rapidly. Asking for kisses wasn’t exactly the simplest task. It was always a guess with what Brain would say about kissing during a plan. Sometimes it was a yes, sometimes it was a no. That’s just how it worked. But he really wanted it to be yes this time.

However, the previous excitement faded away a little when Brain’s face contorted into a sharp frown, his eyebrows turned downward.

“Pinky, not now. I’m working on my plan still and I need to concentrate. You know the rules for world domination plans. I can’t have any distractions, even ones from you. We can do that after tonight.” Brain moved from Pinky and turned around, back facing his companion as he returned to his musings.

His ears drooped and his heart sank like the Titanic. After tonight was such a long time to wait for a kiss! He couldn’t not think about kisses until that point. He needed Brain’s love now! He’d been so patient already!

Without a moment’s hesitation, Pinky wrapped his arms around his lover and held him firmly, whimpering and whining. “Please, Brain? I only want one before the you do the plan. Just one! Is that too much to ask for? We’re boyfriends! We’re supposed to do that! Please?”

A growl was elicited from Brain. He removed Pinky’s paws from him and stood up, an annoyed expression on his face, despite the slight reddish glow on his cheeks. “No, Pinky! Affection and kissing can wait until later. Plans come first! Now, go and leave me be! You’ve already distracted me enough.”

The taller mouse backed off from Brain, giving the shorter mouse enough room to settle back down in front of his blueprints as he went back to pondering some more. While Pinky felt a little bad about making his bestest friend so angry with his pleas, he knew that Brain probably wanted kisses as much as he did.

Suddenly, a rezvelation popped into his head, causing him to perk up.

Brain was playing tough to get! Like in those movies with the teens and the popular kids trying to go after the athlete boys! He was so smart!

Pinky grinned at this, fondly snickering at the fact that Brain might have been attempting to flirt with him. But he couldn’t get away without a fight! Pinky needed a kiss from him. But Brain wasn’t playing fair. Pinky supposed that it was his turn to give it a try.  

If Brain wanted to play a game, he would happily join in. It was a competition to see who could last the longest without kissing the other! What fun! Brain was already doing such a remarkable job! But it was time for Pinky to even the score!

Sighing contently with his happiness restored and a newfound confidence present, Pinky sauntered back over to Brain, adjusting his posture to appear more seductive and sultrier. He stuck out a hip, placed one paw on his shoulder, and moved the other one to cup Brain’s cheek. He chuckled quietly before starting his round in the game. Before he began, he made sure to change his voice a little so that Brain would notice.

“Hello, Brain. Fancy meeting you here at this hour. Poit!”

The megalomaniac grumbled, clear irritation lingering in his body language. “Pinky if you ask for an insipid kiss one more time, I swear I shall…”

Before he could finish, Pinky used his paw to turn Brain’s head to look at him, where he batted his eyelashes fervently and pursed out his lips in a pout.

He nearly dropped his suave composure when he saw Brain’s face change from displeasure into a flustered stare, his face turning a light red and eyes widening. Brain was doing a fine job of holding his ground! But he couldn’t lose the challenge! He wanted Brain to be the one to kiss him!

“Like what you see huh?” Pinky moved his body around, tail swishing. Carefully and slowly, he moved his paw from his hip to Brain’s shoulder, kneeling as he pulled himself closer to his boyfriend. “I’d say I’m quite a catch if I do say so meself. Which I just did.”

Brain swallowed heavily, his blush darkening in shade. He tried to regain his words, but they invaded him; he was practically tongue-tied. “Pinky…t-this i-is highly inappropriate for…the current…”

Pinky pressed a finger to Brain’s mouth, preventing him from saying anything further. “Shhh, no more talking. You’ll only ruin this for yourself. Troz. Your big words will only keep you from me longer.” He kept his tone low as he began toying with Brain’s ear, biting back a laugh when it twitched in response.

“A big, handsome, strong mouse such as you deserves all the love in the world. And I wanna give it to you. In more ways than one. Just let me have you, babe. I care about you, and I want you to be so very happy. I’ll make you happy, trust me, Brain.” He was nailing this. Brain was basically gasping for air, and he was as red as a tomato! Pinky stroked the fur on Brain’s chest, humming in approval at the soft moan Brain made in reply.

“W-what are you d-do-”

“Hush, hush, honey,” Pinky briefly moved a paw so his fingers could trace along the curvature of Brain’s face. When he touched Brain’s nose, the megalomaniac froze. “Let me do the talking for you. Your face is marvelous and absolutely gorgeous. Your eyes shine like the night sky. Well, more like a pretty sunrise but it’s not too far off. Someone could get lost in them if they stared too long. I know I have.”

“Y-you…h-have?”

His grasp on Brain increased as he advanced closer so their faces could be at level. “I’ve gotten lost many times in your eyes, Brain. They make me feel so special. And your nose is so perfect and round. What more could you want? Zort.”

As he continued to trace his fingers the fur on Brain chest, Pinky took his other paw and rested it on Brain’s cheek, using his thumb to rub it. “Are you a marshmallow, Brainy? Hard on the outside but melty and gooey and soft on the inside? It sure seems that way. I bet I can make that soft side come out and stay. If I try hard enough.”

Pinky nearly kissed Brain after he’d said that, especially after the whine Brain made, so high and stunned. He needed to keep going though, he needed the kiss.

Before returning his attention to his face, Pinky buried his face into Brain’s shoulder, lightly nipping at his collarbone. A small bite didn’t count as breaking rules according to Pinky. It wasn’t a kiss so he thought it would work enough! Brain made a quiet yelp after the nip, nearly causing Pinky to lose again.

But he would not give up.

Brain tried speaking up, but he could only muster a funny sound. Pinky took this is a sign to move onto something new, so he placed one paw on Brain’s while moving the other to tease Brain’s lips.

This would surely make Brain kiss him!

“Your lips are like clouds Brain. Has anyone ever told you that? They’re stunning and warm and gentle, like pillows almost. I would definitely like to put my lips against yours for a long time. Poit! It would be a magical experience for me. And hopefully for you too.” Pinky kept his hand lightly gliding across Brain’s lips for a while until he moved his paws back to Brain’s chest.

 Brain was finally able to speak after Pinky’s touch left his face. “P-Pinky…what…did I s-say about a-asking f-for…kisses.”

“I know what you said, Brain. You said I couldn’t ask you about a kiss right now.” Pinky inched closer to his partner, sliding his fingers along Brain’s spine as their chests made contact. He could hear Brain’s breath hitch and his heartbeat was erratic, which caused him to smirk a little at what he’d done. “But you never said that I couldn’t do this stuff. The kind words, the touching, the teeny bites. I didn’t hear you say no to those. Narf! I know you love them.” He traced a finger under Brain’s chin and nuzzled his nose against Brain’s.

Brain shuddered, sweat forming on his forehead so quickly it was somewhat startling. “I-I guess…y-you make a… valid point.” He gave in a little, moving his paws to hold Pinky by the waist.

Oh, he was winning the game! Brain wasn’t playing tough! In fact, Pinky didn’t know what Brain was playing anymore, but he liked where it was going.

Pinky purred, moving both hands to rest on Brain’s cheeks again. He continued to keep his face close to Brain, feeling his partner’s quick breaths against his fur. “You’re so beautiful, darling. You sparkle like one of those pretty flowers. You smell like one too. Poit! If only you’d realize how special and important you are. But I can help with that.”

“Pinky…” Brain muttered, though his voice waivered as soon as he started. He unknowingly tugged the other mouse closer to him, their noses touching again.

Oooh Brain was about to break! Just a few more attempts to woo and the game would be over!

Pinky rested his forehead against Brain’s. He smiled a little before speaking in a flirty whisper. “I love you, Brain. I hope you know that. I love you more than life itself. I wanna hold you and squeeze you forever and ev-”

He was cut short when he felt a pair of lips crash into his own abruptly, leaving him in shock. The kiss was aggressive and needy, yet it still felt tender. Pinky sighed and moaned softly, reciprocating Brain’s affections with ease. He felt Brain’s paws travel from his waist to his chest as he deepened the kiss. It was utter bliss and a welcomed finish to Pinky’s intense seduction.

Brain pulled out to breathe, his face a pleasant crimson shade. Pinky was breathless, though he was also excited because he had finally gotten a kiss out of his grumpy bestest boyfriend. He gazed lovingly at Brain, who was smiling quite a bit.

“Was that enough to please you, my dear?” Brain spoke quietly, grabbing Pinky by the shoulders and holding him.

Pinky began to giggle, returning to his normal high-pitched voice. “Oh, it was amazing, Brain! I’m sooo happy! Poit!” He quickly kissed Brain’s cheek before adjusting his posture. “You can go back to working on your plan now. I promised I’d leave you alone after I got a kiss.”

He was prepared to get up and leave when his arms got firmly grasped. He was surprised when he saw Brain restraining him from moving, holding him in place. “Uhm, Brain? What are you doing?

The pink-eyed mouse looked super lovestuck. “I did say that before, yes. But I might have been mistaken in my priorities. I believe that you are certainly more important than the plan. So, uh…”

“What is it, Brain?”

Brain inhaled sharply. “So, I think we can hold off tonight’s escapade for a… few hours. It wouldn’t hurt me that much.”

Pinky gasped. “Naaaarf! Egad! Do you mean that you want to kiss some more? Not just because I asked?”

He nodded. “I believe that it will be an effective way for me to replenish my energy and also so I may spend some quality time with you. You only asked for one kiss, but I don’t want to give just one. You don’t deserve that. You are far too alluring currently, Pinky.”

“Braaaaain!” Pinky squealed, his face turning red as he pulled his boyfriend close. “You are just the sweetest and nicest and lovingest mouse alive! Troz! I would love more kisses. I always love that!”

“I’m glad you love me, Pinky. Even though you’re an imbecile, I suppose you are in fact my imbecile.” Brain pulled Pinky to him, and their noses became squished together. He held Pinky’s paws in his, intertwining their fingers. “And by Ptolemy’s sake, I am madly in love with you.”

Pinky swooned. “I’m madly in love with you too,” he murmured delicately so that only Brain would hear him.

Before either one could say anything more, Pinky and Brain’s lips met again for a longer and far more passionate kiss. Pinky felt all fluttery as he felt Brain’s body press against his. Pinky also melted inside when Brain was the one to produce a gentle noise. When they parted for a quick breath, Pinky wasted no time in placing his mouth against Brain’s again.

As they kissed and kissed, Pinky felt victorious. Mainly because he was getting kisses from his sweet and lovey-dovey Brain, but also because he’d won the game. Brain had kissed first! But he supposed that the feeling of a win came second to the real prize: having Brain truly love him so much. While Pinky knew that Brain was sometimes a tough and rough cookie, he also knew that Brain would always love him no matter what happened.

He was positive that Brain realized how much he loved him too.

Ao3 link:

#pinky and the brain #animaniacs #patb #brinky #gay mice #i wrote this on five hours of sleep and at 10:00 pm at night #im mostly pleased with this because the original draft was complete crap #hope you guys like the fic!!

[jjtheclown555]

TW: substance abuse and overdose, please don't read if this may be triggering.

You Promised

Waking up in a hospital bed surrounded by sterile white walls and the sound of your IV dripping is never fun. Especially when your memories of what happened are so faint. Every inch of your body is burning and you aren’t sure if you’ve ever felt this sick. You just want to sleep, but the urge to vomit is too strong. So, you find yourself leaning over the side of the bed, pushing out the water in your system, a harsh reminder that you haven’t eaten properly in a while.

The splatter of water and bile is stained on the floors, and you pull any remaining energy to lie back again. The door creaks and you expect a nurse, certainly not your boyfriend, whose manic smile had been replaced with tear stains and quivering lips. You mumble something nonsensical at him and motion your hand towards yourself. Goo pulls the chair in the corner of the room to your bed with ease, sitting himself next to you.

“You promised that you were clean. You promised you’d tell me if you were going to use again.” He says, head resting on your bed. He tilts his head up to look at you. “You pinky promised that you were better.” He bites his tongue and grips your hand. Goo doesn’t look disappointed. There’s something, the tiniest tinge, of expectancy. You knew he knew you’d use. You know he knows that relapse is a part of recovery. But you know he didn’t know it’d get this far.

“I’m sorry.” The only words you can get out only moments before he’s holding any stray hairs back while more is pushed from your system. That’s all that was in there now. Water, stomach acid, and whatever pills, powders, crystals, and herbs you could get your hands on. “I’m sorry,” you mumble again and feel him climb into the bed beside you and pull you back.

No matter how comforting his actions are, they aren’t for you. They aren’t to make you feel better about using or overdosing. They’re for him. A reminder that you’re still here. A reminder that he still has you. Keeping you close to keep you safe. “Y’know, it’s funny,” he starts and you know whatever it is, it’ll only make things worse, “I’ve been trying to protect you from my enemies, but all along I should have been protecting you from yourself.” You feel tears begin to stream down your cheeks. “Princess.” You cry silently, the pet name has never felt bitter like now and it hurts. It hurts almost as much as the aching in your joints. “You are so lucky I got home early. If I was even caught in a bit of traffic, you could very well be dead right now.”

Goo runs his fingers through your hair. His words hurt so much more than insults. He wasn’t a parent concerned about their reputation or a friend that doesn’t understand your addiction and claims selfishness. He knows, and he’s scared, and he’s hurt. The fact he understands and isn’t screaming and insulting you. The fact he’s aware that you could have very well died last night. The fact he loves you enough to sit in almost silence rather than berating you. The fact that even now, he still holds you and gently calms you. It hurts when someone loves you enough to care. It means you never go to rock bottom alone, they’ll always be dragged down with you.

The blonde flips you to pull you into his chest. “The old man is really upset with me, y’know.” You smile a little and ask why. “Because I told him I couldn't come into work because someone I loved was hospitalized. But, I wouldn’t tell him who or why out of respect for you and your privacy.” He says and you nuzzle closer, asking why he’d be mad over that and all Goo can say is that he probably assumed that he was lying.

It was nice to talk to him but you knew it was forced. You knew what he wanted to ask, so you answered without question. “It was a lot of things.” You say. “What I took, I mean.” The way he looks at you tells you that’s not enough. “It was a rough day so I finished my stash. Xannies, Molly, weed.” You hesitate. “Coke and…” You try not to cry, the guilt pushes through your throat. “And I drank a lot, whatever we had in the house. I wasn’t thinking, I just wanted to be happy again.” Tears are pulled from your eyes, you can’t quiet your sobs any longer. It’s all slurs of apologies, you can barely speak or function.

Goo doesn’t do much more than hold you. He doesn’t know what to do or what to say. All he can do is hold you close and pray you don’t throw up again. He doesn’t like seeing you like this, it hurts him almost as much as it hurts you. So, he makes you promise one more time. He holds out his pinky, and asks that if you want to relapse that you’ll talk to him first, that if it doesn’t help, you wait until he’s with you so you don’t hurt yourself. That you don’t let it come this far again. You slow your tears, wiping them away and entwining your pinkie with his.

“I promise.”

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[imdoingsortagay]

Hello.. hello.. sorry for this last minute request.. can i request halloween prompt no. 29 "i'm never going to haunted house with you again" with WandaNat or with either one of them,it's up to u, please?😁 Thank youuu! This is exciting! No rush, darling.. 😊

Cheerio!

Haunted House date with Wandanat

Summary: Going to a Halloween haunted house with your girlfriends 

warnings: fluff, haunted house, talks of anxiety, ice cream and cute nat! 

a/n: i had so much fun writing this !!! 

You always enjoyed going out with both of your girlfriends to explore and just enjoy each other's company, there is no doubt about that. When Yelena recommended to her sister a haunted house attraction after she went with Kate a couple of weeks back, your girlfriend thought it would be a cute date idea to try. Natasha wasn’t always good at planning dates but she at least put in the effort to do something that’d be fun for all three of you and that’s what mattered.

“ We could have gone to a pumpkin patch babe,” you tell Natasha as the three of you walk together to the attraction and Natasha rolls her eyes at the constant nagging. 

“ It’ll be fun dekta,” she says grabbing your hand,” Wanda and I will be there to protect you every step of the way and if you’re good, then a stop at the one ice cream shop might be in your future”. She sees your eyes light up at the mention of ice cream, never fails to get you excited and she’s happy to see you be excited now for the scary attraction.

“ Pinky promise,” You ask her and hold out your pinky, which ears a giggle from the other redhead who is busy reading a text from her brother.

“ Wanda shut up”

“ Make me Nat,” she counters and you stand between the both of them before they decide to start fighting. Wanda is the first one to calm down as she’s in a pretty good mood to have one day off. Having her girlfriends be mad at her for a dumb comment she made is not the way she’d want to spend it. 

The rest of the way to the haunted house is calm as the three of you talk about what ice cream each of you are planning to get, what movie is gonna be streaming in the background while all three of you are cuddling together. Natasha out of the three of you being more excited than you and Wanda. 

5 more minutes of walking later lead you to one of the coolest Halloween attractions that all three of you have laid your eyes on. Natasha gives you only a couple of seconds to look at it before holding both you and Wanda’s. Yelena downplayed how cool everything is set up and doesn’t want to waste another second outside. You giggle at how excited your girlfriend is compared to a sorta nervous Wanda but you give her a reassuring look as the three of you get in the short line to go into the house.

“ You okay Wanda,?” you ask and she nods, trying her best not to be too scared of going in, especially when Natasha’s extremely excited to go in. Though the moment that she sees the expression of Wanda’s face,brings the younger woman close to her so she can give her a hug and you join as well in the hug so she knows the both of you are there for her. 

“ We’ll be here to take care of you sweet Wanda,” you mumble between both of the Avengers. Wanda has to stop herself from crying in this line but when you say the nicest thing to her. Stuff like this could trigger something from the witches past but she’s assured by the both of you that they’d be there every step of the way to calm her down. Lucky for all three of you, the line goes by fast at Wanda had recommended to go around 6pm to avoid the crowds and you all make it into the house within 25 minutes. Not to mention the fact that one of the “ zombies” at the entrance of the house recognized you and convinced the manager of the place to not charge you. 

“ Least we didn’t pay to get in,” Wanda whispers to the both of you as you begin to walk into the house. 

“ it means more money to add topping to our ice cream Wands,” you tell her in an excited whisper.

The further that the three of you get in, the less that Wanda is scared at the way the zombies are putting in effort to scare the customers. Natasha on the left of you, is holding onto arms with dear life. Something about how ugly looking they are scare her a little bit and she wonders how long she’ll last in the haunted house. If she was by herself then the chances of her accidentally kicking an employee would be high but she had both you and Wanda to protect you. 

“ You okay Natty?” you ask the redhead to your left who’s holding onto like a koala. For someone who always spends ever second of the day acting serious, it’s a shock to see her scared about a haunted house in the middle of some farm. She gives you a thumbs down but it’s pretty telling by the way she’s acting that she’s not. 

“ I’m brave y/n, i got this,” she tells you quietly but pushes through. Another 5 minutes pass by as you all continue through, Wanda is giggling like an idiot while Natasha is still holding your arms. Even after so many time that each of you asked, she still insisted on continuing. It wouldn’t be a waste of time as you didn’t spend money to get in, yet Natasha being a stubborn woman, wants to quickly get through the attraction so she can get rewarded with ice cream. 

“ Nat did you want to leave ?” you ask again.

“ No i’m brave i promise both of you,” She tells you and the look on your face immediately says otherwise. 

“ Did our brave girl want to be in the middle of us then?” 

Natasha wastes no times in shoving herself between the two of you before you all continue to walk through the haunted house , hand in hand. A couple of peeks and Natasha is less scared as she has her two favorite girls between her to protect her from any of the zombies or scary things that go close to her. 

The minute that Natasha spots the end of the haunted attractions, she grabs each of you and quickie leads you out of the place before another thing trys to scare her in any way. Once all three of you are out, Natasha brings both of you for a hug that she didn’t know that she needed so badly. 

“ What do we think of the haunted house,” you say to break the silence ,only for Wanda to flick your forehead for asking a dumb question like that in this moment.

 "i'm never going to haunted house with you again" Natasha mumbles loud enough for the two of you to hear her. Wanda was overall surprised because she expected herself to be more scared but seeing as it’s not the right time to mention.

“ Can we get ice cream please? I’m in the mood for some black cherry ice cream please,” she tells the both of you. You happily lead both woman to one of the best ice cream shops for some well deserved frozen dessert, you for even going through, Wanda for also making it out without being scared and Natasha for being such a brave girl for both of you even when it was obvious she was afraid

A brave girl that both of you would always protect with your whole hearts.

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[0li0v3rkill]

𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓.

summary: eddie teaches your daughter that she doesn’t have to conform to what everyone wants her to be.

pairing: eddie munson x gn!reader

word count: 663

warnings: none! this is jus lowk projecting tho LOL

author’s note: heavy on the adhd eddie hc here LMAO i hope u guys like it !! i apologize that this took so long i recently started school again </3

read part 1 here (not required!)

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you had began to notice eddie and jovi had fallen into some sort of routine as she got older. since she had begun speaking full sentences, it was like they had a little catch-up at the end of the day. the two would sit on you and eddie’s shared king-sized bed, doing some sort of activity together, while telling each other about their day. it seemed tonight’s activity was coloring.

“how was school, baby?” you hear eddie ask. you were sitting in the bath, the water engulfing your tired body in comforting heat. you leaned your head against the rim of the tub, realizing that if you put yourself in just the right position, you could watch them through the open bathroom door.

“it was okay.” jovi replies, picking up a purple crayon and beginning to scribble on the left side of the coloring book you could see them sharing. eddie’s red crayon slows in his hand as he turns to look at her.

“‘okay?’ you usually say ‘awesome,’ or something like that. is everything alright, jov?”

you watch your daughter hesitate, her little lips pressing together in thought.

“i got in trouble today, daddy.” she confesses quietly, avoiding eye contact with eddie. you look at her with soft eyes, wondering how in the world she had gotten in trouble. jovi was a good girl; always offering to help with anything she could, always kind and sweet. it hurt your heart a bit to think of her sitting out of recess.

“what for, sweetheart?” eddie asks, a hand raising to run through her brunette curls comfortingly. jovi places her crayon back in the box next to her, her movements slow and nervous.

“talked too much…” she sighs, her chubby cheeks warming with embarrassment.

you knew jovi loved to talk; it was just one of the many things that she inherited from eddie. you guessed punishments would come with that, too. eddie had told you he was put in detention numerous times for talking in class growing up, explaining that he just couldn’t stop once he started. he talked about how he was seen as a distraction, when he was really just being himself.

“c’mere,” you watch eddie sit up, scooping up jovi’s small form and setting her on his lap. he brushes a curl behind her ear as she leans her head against his chest. “i’m not upset, baby. i know how you feel. i used to get in trouble a lot, too.”

“really?”

“really. it’s just that some people think everyone works the same, so they expect us to act a certain way and get upset if we don’t. you didn’t do anything wrong, jov, you just work differently.”

you smile, watching as eddie’s large hand rubs jovi’s little back comfortingly. seeing the way he treated her made your stomach do little flips, that teenage crush making itself known again.

“don’ like different.” you hear jovi mumble against eddie’s chest as he holds her, and he gasps in his theatrics, of course.

“oh, don’t say that. as hard as it can be, it’s fun being different. it’s easier to find people who really, really love you; because you’re yourself.” eddie’s eyes flicker to your own, a soft smile spreading on his face as he gazes towards you lovingly. you smile dopily, his smile only speeding up the butterflies that were previously settled in your tummy.

“promise me something, baby,” he begins, pulling jovi away from his chest and sticking out his pinky finger to her. “promise me that you’ll always be yourself; that you’ll never let anyone, and i mean anyone, make you act a certain way.”

“i promise, daddy,” jovi says, hooking her pinky to eddie’s own. he kisses the back of her hand to seal the deal. she hooks her little arms around his neck, resting her head against his shoulder.

“that’s my girl.” eddie smiles softly as he kisses her forehead, his arms wrapping around her in a hug.

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[tears0fsatan]

For your event could you do "aw did you miss me." Headcanons for Beelzebub, Levi, and Simeon, with male reader who has just gotten back from a two day business trip with Lucifer?

✦ ⊹ ˚˖ warnings... gn!reader (no pronouns used), this is so stupidly sweet watch out u might get a cavity, can be read as romantic or platonic, includes cuddles snuggles and more cuddles lol.

 :¨·.·¨ ♥︎  a.n... hello fruity five i am alive!! i know i pinky promised i'd post this a few days ago but im struggling with a lot at the moment. i apologise, sometimes life just feels like it's constantly moving forward and never gives me time to breathe. anw i digress, this was super fun n cute to make thank u for sending it in darling <33 i altered the quote a bit for all of them i hope u don't mind honey!

LEVIATHAN !

g*d forbid you find out about how he spent most of the time you were away in the entrance hall, ready for your return

he genuinely considered bringing his favourite ruri-chan blanket down and sleeping in front of the door (luckily for everybody, mammon and satan were able to convince him from doing that and alls well ends well)

kept moaning about how you were gone for too long so much so that even beelzebub nearly lost his shit

the moment you stepped foot through the door, leviathan was the first to run towards you

the type to hoard you in his room until he feels like you're actually back

hope you're strong because he will just. hold onto you. and he won't let go.

he'll keep his arms wrapped around your waist while his legs drag across the floor if you're walking to get something from across the room

if you say you want to go outside he'll look at you with them big ol' beady serpent eyes lol

he refuses to play games unless he's sitting on your lap or vice versa

“noooooo, mcccc, pleaseee.” leviathan whined, tugging on your sleeve with so much force it had you falling back down to his lap.

“levi, i was gone for two days. you’re acting like i left you to fend for yourself in the woods for months.” you said, exasperated. you wanted to be annoyed, but the view of leviathan whining has your heart stuttering.

“but, but….!” his voice trailed off, knowing that he had nothing to say that could validate his argument, not that he really needed to anyways.

“wow, seems like someone really missed me, hm?” you cooed, to which the demon responded with incoherent stuttering and a splotchy red face. his reaction only made you want to tease him more.

BEELZEBUB !

deadass nearly squeezed you to death when you walked through the door

he was so excited to see you that he even dropped all the burgers in his arms just so he could hold you

he doesn't say much, simply basks in your presence that he'd been deprived of for what seemed like forever

he's not usually the clingy type but for the first few days of you being back he'll hover around you

he doesn't necessarily cling onto you like levi does, but he'll follow you around the house

... you found yourself sleeping in his bed for a week because you caved into his kicked puppy look

he would bring an abundant of food up to his room (where he's held you captive)

shares his snack stash with you, even lets you have the last piece of his favourite spicy screaming gummy snake

gets super flustered when you cheer him on during his workout

“beel, darling… what do you mean by this?” you shifted your gaze from the heap of snacks the demon dumped on your lap to beelzebubs face.

beelzebub huffed with his chin resting on your shoulder, his eyes drifting from the snacks and making eye contact with you. it was almost like a lightbulb lit up in your mind and you subconsciously let out a small, “ah!”

you ripped open the bag that sat on top of the pile, taking out three fingers worth of treats and fed it to the demon. he had his mouth open, drool just barely seeping out from the corners of his mouth, and the corners of his eyes were crinkled.

the moment the fiery gummy touched his tongue, beelzebub’s expression changed into one of pure bliss.

you couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of the happy and content demon, the words, “aw, did someone miss me that much?” followed your actions. beelzebub didn’t even try to deny it, merely nodding half heartedly before opening his mouth wide, ready for another treat.

SIMEON !

the moment your foot touches the purgatory hall, simeon's got his arms wrapped around you

he does the cliche 'sweeps you off your feet and spins you around' LMFAOOOO (he's an author, what can you expect)

once he sets you down he wastes no time in peppering your face with kisses, making sure he doesn't miss a single spot

he's prepared an assortment of little tasty treats just for you (felt bad that he couldn't share with luke but made a promise he would treat him next time)

once he has you all to himself, he'll make you tell him all about the trip, no matter how many times you try to remind him it was purely a business trip

he listens attentively, the look on his face tells you that he's hanging onto every little detail, regardless of how boring and mundane it was

has the biggest smile you've ever seen on his face the entire time

you catch him staring at you a lot, even more so than usual

if you mention you missed a certain devildom dish, he'd whip up a plate for you immediately

simeon’s eyes are bright and utterly smitten while they take in your appearance. it almost seems as though he's so entranced by you that he pays no heed to the words that come out of your mouth, which you find a little funny seeing as he's the one who told you to tell him all about your little adventure.

you smile softly, a smile that he reciprocates with one of his own without realising.

"-en... a giant ugly squid bursted through the sky and attacked lucifer and i." you finish off the ridiculous story, waiting to see if your angel would take the bait or prove your suspicions.

the angel covers his mouth with the hand he was leaning against and lets out a small giggle.

"mc... i'm sure that squids don't appear out of thin air in the human realm." to your surprise, simeon's expression returns to the one from earlier, easily disproving your thoughts. "i was hanging on your every word." his words are so suave you can't help but let out a laugh.

"haha! looks like you really missed me, huh?" you joke, but simeon just gives you another soft smile and nudges the plate of treats towards you. you want to joke around more, but the sincerity in his gaze stops you, so you choose to finish the story properly, knowing that the angel was paying attention to every word you uttered.

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