#and im not skinny but like it just made me feel so fucked up and i DIDNT realize in the moment bc i was processing

[mrwavellswaps]

Hi, im a scrawny guy studing arts in college, can you make me a hulking lebanese stud with a more interesting life?

I most certainly can! 😏

You’ve just gotten home from a long and slightly boring day at college. I assume you enjoy studying arts but it can drag on at times and that leads to a lot clock watching. And you can’t help feeling the same about your life in general. That it’s just not interesting enough for you. Well that’s where I come in.

You’re sprawled out across your bed and scrolling your phone as you usually would when first arriving home. Only this time I’d be watching you silently. Invisible of course as I peered into your mind and search through it until I found what you desired most. My face twisting into a grin as I point a finger towards you and beam my magic directly into you so it may begin it’s work.

It felt like a bolt of lightning had struck you. A huge flood of energy surging through your entire being. Flowing up and down in rapid succession. You would sit up in confusion while looking down at yourself. You wouldn’t be able to put the strange sensation into words. However your train of thought would be completely smashed when that feeling began concentrating on your chest.

It happened almost instantly. Like an explosion inside your body. Your shirt immediately ripping down the middle as your chest heaved forwards with an unprecedented amount of muscle, forming two huge solid pecs. You could hardly believe your eyes. Never having imagined you’d be able to look down at yourself and see actual pecs! They really were huge! Though before you could even really comprehend what’d just happened, your arms and shoulders ballooned just as swiftly, making sure to destroy whatever was left of your shirt. Going from scrawny noodle arms to enormous bulging biceps and triceps that teemed with strength matched up with a set of cannon ball like shoulders. Even your hands grew bigger and meatier as a result. Yet still no time was wasted as your back proceeded to bulge and widen to compensate for the rest of your upper body.

You got about 20 seconds or so the breath and flex your new muscles curiously before the transformation continued. Unfortunately not even your pants were safe as your skinny stick legs exploded with instant muscle. Blowing your pants apart completely as your grew into massive meaty trunks of power. Gigantic thighs that a scrawny dude like his former self would’ve done anything to have his face smothered between as well as bulky calves that looked the size of footballs. Even your feet grew several sizes to be able to carry all that new size. But even that wasn’t enough as you let out a small grown while your ass ballooned into a perfectly bubbly muscle ass.

Amidst the chaos your body had certainly grown taller as well, but that wasn’t what concerned you. Rather it was the pinching pain in your face as your features began changing. Hair changing colour as your jaw widened. Eyes turning to that of a piercing teal while perfect scruff decorated your face and your lips proceeded to plump up slightly. Your entire heritage and DNA being reworked to become that of a hulking Lebanese stud.

The world around you was starting to blur as you began to feel somewhat light headed. But before you could pass out, there was one final change that had to happened. Suddenly your balls fattened without warning. But what really made you groan was the feeling of your once average cock engorging with newfound length and girth until it reached an almost monstrous size. Bucking and pulsing excitedly as it grew. And the last thing you could remember before passing your was blowing an enormous load all over your chest and stomach before everything faded…

When you awoke however you weren’t in your bedroom at all. Rather you were sat on a lawn chair by a pool you didn’t recognise. You blinked your eyes a little while looking around only to become startled as you looked down at yourself. Your body. You were fucking huge! You couldn’t believe your eyes your rational brain told you that it must’ve all been a dream and yet… it wasn’t. As you flexed your biceps and groped your pecs, all it confirmed was just how real it all felt. Even down to the fat anaconda you called a cock that was stealthily hidden in the large yet still tight shorts you didn’t remember owning. You didn’t know whether to feel afraid, ecstatic or just plain horny.

That when they hit you. The memories of your new life. All of it striking you at once. You were now a famous Lebanese model and actor that was huge on social media with millions of followers across different platforms. You frequently got to travel the world for rolls and fans you met would frequently express how much they looked up to you, adored you or even how much they wanted to be you. And how could you blame them? You were dashing manly hunk in every sense of the phrase. A walking embodiment of testosterone even. And better yet you were of course still openly gay and always helped to support the LGBT community with your extraordinary reach and influence. And as a side effect, other gay dudes practically threw themselves at you left and right.

And now you were sat by the pool at a 5 star Spa Hotel! One of the many you got to stay at while shooting for a new movie. So just sit back, relax and let that hulking body of yours absorb some rays from the sun. Enjoy your new life and status. Though I have a feeling you’d be far too excited by your new body to sit still for long. No doubt you’ll be heading back to your Hotel room soon enough so you can peel off those tight shirts and get a good long look at the new you. Exploring every last inch of muscle until you’ve bust so many loads you can hardly stand.

I can only hope I’ve fulfilled your wish in granting you a more interesting life.

#asks #male transformation #male muscle growth #musclegrowth #muscle worship #male tf #permanent #magic #jock #mr wavell #cock growth #ass growth #racial change #race change

[newvegascowboy]

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#not fallout #kal talks #negative #tbd #but man. #whenever i hit an anxiety spiral it really fucks with my appetite to the point that ill go days without eating much #like i can manage 1200 calories over 3 days #its not anxiety /about/ eating its iust that im anxious so i have no appetite and eating is really difficult #ive lost another four pounds #i can see my hipbones and my ribs #ive already got a borderline ED and struggle with food avoidance and it really concerns me that this could trigger fullblown anorexia #i think the reason ive been struggling with art and lethargy the last few days is because i havent eaten much #and im fucking tired all the time #and it doesn't help that my mom keeps pointing out how skinny ive gotten #covid made me lose weight and then the thing in march happened snd i couldnt eat for like 2 weeks #October and November were high spikes in anxiety for me too and i could barely manage anything #but like. christ. i can feel my heart beating and how i keep getting lightheaded from standing up and that always happened #but i feel like its gotten worse #fuck man idk. im not underweight for my height but its just the fact that i have not managed to eat much in the last 3-4 days #long ass complicated rant over im gonna delete this later.

[lilgynt]

what if i got home from work and immediately had to do stuff for the house/my dad till 1 am then went to sleep so hard i didn’t dream then went back to work huh. what if that happened

#personal #i got six hours last night and that was the most i have gotten in several days #i mean my fault but it’s mostly like i’m gonna cut into my sleep time to have any free time #but anyway 10+ hour shifts 5+ hours cleaning/ helping my dad then sleep then immediately back at work #i was talking to my mom how bad life is yesterday and she was like but ur so skinny 😍 #i did chew her out but we worked it out and i did admit the weight loss has made me feel better during all of this #but probably not great that i’m enjoying it you know? but anyway #but the lady who’s coming to live with us to help with dad came yesterday night so! #she was helping him when i woke up and left for work #definitely will be an adjustment to live with a stranger and god pleae please #let my parents keep the house normal enough for a human being #and i’m gonna have to actually make sure the house is clean bc that’s not fair to her #anyway will be a big adjustment but if i can sleep that’d be so fucking nice #i already cried at work but maybe i leave early? i wont i have 4/6 occurances just from calling out for my dad #but also hehe. one drops off in 9 days maybe i don’t give a shit #but also if i’m gonna get an occurrence might as well get a full day #many thoughts probably will stay the whole day #i told my mom when this is all settled i’m taking a vacation and not doing a single responsible thing #i hope she can take a vacation soon too #but yeah second we have this settled im not working for 2 weeks not even joking

[akitsuneswife]

vent in the tags

tw for mentions of eating disorders / suicide

#not my aunt demanding an apology after she found out i said that i felt like shit bc she constantly hurt me verbally when i was 14 #she almost pushed me to have a ed. i actually used to wish and pray i would get one just so i'd be skinny just like she wanted me to be #i developed a lack of self esteem. depression. insomnia for an entire year. all i thought of was suicide. #yeah i made some shitty things that hurt my family once but it doesn't mean i dont care about them #but apparently i dont have the right to feel sad about things that haunt me to this day bc i dont have it as rough #worst thing of all is i will HAVE to apologize or she will cut me off but she will never acknowlodge that she hurt me #bc she did so much for me (which ok she did) but in her mind that absolves of all the shitty things she said to me #i dont even know if i want to be around her even if i apologize. what i did remember is why i dont share anything with my family #the reason i put walls in between them and the things i want to keep private. the way i can't trust them. #bc every fucking time i try to open up im fucking backstabbed and then im the one to blame #im the one to blame when im taken out of the closet without my consent. im the one to blame for being depressed. #im the one to blame when something bad happens to them and i dont show emotion the way they want. #and now im thinking about suicide again. every time it seems things will get better im dragged down. #im not going to do it. but i cant help but wish she could eat her words and carry them with her her whole life. #knowing she could've let all of this pass.

[yoongisautumnleaves]

i need to empty my brain a little so im hear to scream

#so in the summer on a trip me and 2 of my friends were talking about like pretty privilege and stuff and most of my friends are conveniently #attractive and like they are aware of that and bla bla we were just walking down the street talking about it bc it had to do with how pretty #ppl can get away with being rude and like not very nice bc they are pretty so ppl just assume they r good ppl - we were talking about a #friend who anyways i am bad at telling stories this context is not needed #so my bestie was just like ya i see like how people treat me and then how they treat T (me) #and it’s been eating away at me FOR MONTHS bc yes i am aware that im not conventionally attractive #and im not skinny but like it just made me feel so fucked up and i DIDNT realize in the moment bc i was processing #what we were talking about but since then ive just been like even more anxious and self conscious whenever i have to go out anywhere and #when im hanging out with my friends like the body dysmorphia and jisy feeling like absolutely huge next to my friends #has been driving me insane and i feel like my ED is lurking and i just constantly am thinking about how i look #and how i look compared to everyone whether i know them or not and im literally getting so anxious even typing this out #and i know like I KNOW she did not mean in that way but did she really have to say that like why did you bring me into it #tw ed #i guess? #tw body image

[norman-fucking-reedus]

daryl would for sure have something for thighs. skinny, thick, gap, no gap, he just LOVES thighs. he'd probably convince his partner into a thigh fucking i think<3

he'd love to cum on his partners thighs too, or even just grab their thigh in public, tracing little shapes with his thumb

he'd ask his partner to sit on his face, not only because he's a munch and wants his partner to feel good, but because that man would die happy if his head was squished by your thighs when you cum <33

STOP IT RN ANON you just gave me all the reason i needed to ramble about my love for thigh fucking and im gonna make this extra dirty for you

I always pegged Daryl to be a thick thighs kinda guy cause I feel like he gets so insanely turned on by just the way they jiggle in every. single. position. If it came down to it he would make his very last meal your thighs (and he wants them things served to him on a GOLD fucking platter)

this ended up having way more orgasms then I thought

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The moment that the bedroom door closed behind you, Daryl was on you in an instant, capturing your lips in a hot kiss, hands gripping the side of your face as he licked into your mouth.

Your hands wrapped comfortably around his neck, moaning into his mouth when large hands slid down your sides and under the loose fabric of your shirt, prompting you to lift your arms up so he could swiftly remove it, hands immediately moving to unclasp your bra.

Daryl breathed heavily against you as he licked and sucked at your neck, fondling your boobs in calloused palms. You started to unbutton his vest, as he shrugged it off, he made quick work of removing his shirt too. With his hands still on you, you ushered him backwards to the bed, watching as he fell onto his back.

You climbed ontop of him, and shrieked when he rolled over, trapping you underneath him as he yanked off your pants and underwear, rough hands almost immediately grabbing a handful of your thighs. “Missed these fuckin’ things so much” He groaned, staring at the indents from his fingers as they dug into the thick flesh. Daryl leaned down as he started kissing between your boobs, trailing down to your stomach all the way to your v-line, placing a warm kiss to your cunt before moving to bite down on your thigh, sharp gasp of pain falling out.

“Eager tonight aren’t we?” You huffed, head starting to feel dizzy as he dragged his tongue across your leg before biting on another spot, sucking the skin to ensure that the mark stayed on your skin for days. “Been a minute since I ate” His voice was hot against your skin. He placed both your legs on his shoulders, his pattern of continuous licking and biting pursured for a few minutes until your entire right leg was covered in love marks, and he was already starting on the other.

You carded your hand through his hair, grunting and moaning at the sharp twinge of pain with every bite of his teeth.

“Now everyone’ll know ya belong ta me” Daryl’s voice vibrated your body, stubble scraping your skin as he moved to your cunt, which dripped right in front of him. You tightened your legs around him, pulling him close in. A soft moan escaped him from the added pressure and the sweet taste of your slick on his tongue. You admired the bites littering down your legs, and the way they looked around his head and shoulders. Your fingers brushed back his hair, and a particularly hard lick had you gripping it.

He ate you out like your pussy was a perfectly ripe peach, moaning and slurping loudly as his tongue explored inbetween your folds, your clit, and inside. His hands just grabbed onto your hips, occasionally squeezing the soft fat there. You readjusted your thighs tighter around him how you knew he had been craving. Your thighs covered his ears, blocking out all noise except the sound of blood rushing to his head. It felt so good to be so trapped, flesh warm and wet against him.

You felt your orgasm building rapidly, legs beginning to shake aa Daryl’s tongue kept working you to the edge. “M’so close” Your fingers had an uncontrollably tight grip in his loose hair, holding him there. When two fingers slid in to stimulate your sweet spot in sync with his tongue working your clit, it practically shoved you off the edge. You threw your head back and instinctively squeezed your legs shut, being stopped by your boyfriend’s thick skull.

Speaking of skull, Daryl literally felt as though you were cracking his skull, eyes fluttering shut as he came in his pants, head still blissfully between your legs. He couldn’t hear a sound from the way your thighs covered his ears, his nose was filled with the smell of your cunt mixed with his spit.

The grip in his hair disappeared, and your legs loosened, falling down to rest in the crook of his arms before failing completely onto the bed. “Did I hurt you? I didnt mean to-“ He seized your lips, the taste of yourself lingering on his tongue as he hotly pressed it against yours, moving a hand down to start undoing his pants. “I wanna- I wanna fuck yer thighs” It came out breathless as he panted against your lips, snaking an arm around you and pulling you to sit up. Since he was so adorably desperate, you allowed him to position you how he wanted, ripping his dirty jeans off and chucking them somewhere. He gently guided you to sit on your knees, coming up behind you and pulling you against his chest, hands wrapping around you as he buried his face sweetly on your shoulder, brown hair falling into his eyes.

You jolted at the first touch of his tip, and pushed yourself back when he stopped, giving the sign that he was okay to go a little rough. His cock slid between your wet folds and pillowly thighs, a soft moan coming from him. One of your hands rested ontop of his, while the other gripped the back of his neck.

Daryl’s thrusts were slow at first as he readjusted himself, making sure that his cock rubbed against your clit to ensure you received pleasure too. You could feel his lips on your skin as he began moving at more speedier pace, the tip of his cock popping out your front with each thrust. You moved your hand to touch your finger to the tip, watching in shock as Daryl tightened his arms, choking on his moans as he came for the second time that night. He came all over your thighs and cunt, yet didn’t pull out as he continued rocking back and fourth, a lot more vocal due to oversensitivity.

“Wow, someone is seriously needy tonight hm?” You were breathless as Daryl quickened his pace, whimpering as he properly fucked you, cock slipping in and out easy as he used his release for lubricant. It felt incredible. Nothing but pure arousal pumped through his blood stream, going straight to his cock and making him throb. You squeezed your thighs slightly, the soft flesh shaping itself around his cock driving him absolutely crazy. He bent you forward a little rougher than intended, murmuring a quick apology and kissing your shoulder and starting to suck on it. “Ya feel so fuckin’ good ‘round me, darlin’, missed ya so much”

With the new position, Daryl’s cock tip poked your belly which each thrust, leaving an increasing wet spot on your stomach. He watched the way his cock slid between your legs, hypnotized by the way your ass and thighs jiggled with each thrust. His mind was blank as his pace increased, mind firmly settled on being able to watch himself cum all over you, the thought alone sent him spiraling, fire licking through his body as he came again, groaning softly as he watched his release land on your twitching cunt and trembling thighs. “God, baby that’s like your third time” You rolled onto your back, lifting your legs up together and dropping them onto a sturdy shoulder. “Think you can put a fourth inside me?” Daryl kissed your calf, wrapping his arm around your ankles to keep your legs in place. “M’gon do a whole ‘lot more than tha’, doll”

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© norman-fucking-reedus 2024. I do not give permission for my works to be copied, modified, or adpated to any other platform. You may translate my works with my asked and given consent.

#daryl dixon #daryl fanfiction #the walking dead #daryl x female reader #daryl x reader #norman fucking reedus #the walking dead daryl #twd #daryl dixion imagine #daryl dixion smut

[bellewintersroe]

Max Verstappen x HornerDaughter!

Part 1, ahh yes my fav trope to write about, Leni is Christian’s daughter and has practically grown up with Max. It’s fair to say her feelings are more so than platonic, but after years of repression, and Max drunkly opening up about his sour relationship, can something become of them? Here is Part 2.

here I am writing another series when I can’t even finish my other ten 🙄- also no disrespect to real life Kelly im just using her for my story rn lmao. Warnings: mention of skinny dipping, alcohol consumption, no cheating (hell no) but Max goes on a rant about his unhappy relationship to an unsuspecting Leni…

“Are you going in?” Max questioned, fisting at the dry sand below. We were lazing on the dark beach, several of our friends had stripped and run into the Monegasque sea, others were dotted around, snogging their partners or random people that they’d picked up from the bar. It seemed like it was just Max and I weren’t fancying the water so much.

“In the water? I don’t think so.” He laughed as I attempted to spot the several people in the water, the darkness made it too difficult and I shuddered at the idea of getting lost out there. I glanced back over to Max, scanning over his face that was lit up by his I phone torch.

“Are you?” The Dutchman asked, drunkly swaying as he sat in the sand like a child. “In the dark, in my clothes, nuh uh.” “Just take your dress off.” My teeth sunk into my bottom lip with a gentle breath of laughter. The only thing being friends with Max was that I’d had an unwavering crush on him since 2014, when he signed up to Red Bull and started working with my dad, Christian Horner.

We’d been close. We always were close friends, a little awkward when we were younger, the three year gap made that teenage stage feel uncomfortably tense between us, but now we were on the other side we’d come out even closer.

“I can’t.” My cheeks warmed, as I hiccuped, taking a sip of the champagne bottle I’d taken secretively out of the bar. Max reached over, fingers swiping over mine as he took the bottle, taking a few sips of the bubbly alcohol.

“I’ll go in if you do.” He shrugged as I picked up some sand, letting it fall out of my fist, piling up below. “No I don’t… I don’t have a bra.” I awkwardly admitted, it was a good thing he couldn’t see me blushing. “Oh!” Max exclaimed, that familiar tension growing between us. I always felt unbearably guilty when I felt it, especially now I was single. Max had a girlfriend, they’d been together a year, but I couldn’t intercept their relationship. Morally it wasn’t right.

“Max, where’s Kelly?” I then inhaled, turning the conversation back to his girlfriend. I prodded at my thigh with my acrylic nail uncomfortably. “She’s at home.” He simply answered. “She should’ve come.” I twisted my acrylic further against my skin.

Max hummed, nudging me with the bottle. I didn’t realise he’d been holding it out for me. “Oh.” I took it again, taking a few more swigs.

“Take it slow on that.” Max laughed as I giggled, digging it into the sand. “Sorry…” I then glanced back to where our friends were screaming and laughing from. “Maybe I’ll… maybe I’ll go in.” I began pushing myself up, phone stuffed in my bag.

“Oh, you are?” Maybe his comment prior stirred something up inside of me, I felt all hot and bothered, like I needed to rid the adrenaline from my body. “Yeah.” Standing up, I watched Max stand up too, tossing his phone under my back as I slipped out my heels, shaking my head in amusement. “Fuck it.” Clearly I didn’t think it through, putting this tight dress back on when I was wet and sandy would feel vile. I reached back, attempting to unbutton myself, but I felt Max’s warm hands brush over the fabric, unfastening the clip for me, bringing my zipper down so I could reach with my own hands. My lower stomach warmed and flipped, my core tightened and I felt an undeniable sense of becoming aroused at his touch.

“Thanks.” I swallowed, unzipping myself fully. “Just- don’t look.” I warned, part of me wanted him to watch- no Leni that was wrong. I stripped without turning back, hearing him do the same before I covered my breasts with my arms, hurrying towards the water.

As soon as my toes hit the water I was numb to the cold, the alcohol warmed me and I stumbled in, hearing cheers from further out in the water.

“Max! Hurry!” I gasped, roaming deep enough to where my nipples were covered. The swell of my breasts were still dangerously close to being exposed, when I turned around he was a few feet away, cringing at the cold of the waves, rolling against his exposed skin. “Can you even swim?!” He questioned out with a gasp. “Can I swim? Of course I can swim!” Did he think I looked like I couldn’t swim? Because that was offensive.

“Let’s go deeper then.” He swim past me, wading out to where our friends was. “Nuh uh, I’m too scared I’ll drown!” “Leni, you won’t drown!” He exclaimed. “Yeah, why would you?” Our friend, James made his way over, I knew he was trying to tug me out. “James no! I’ve got no top on, don’t!” I panicked out a laugh, spinning around in circles like I was being surrounded by a shark. We must’ve been in the water for a good half an hour before I got too cold and the motion was making me feel sick. When I’d got back to the shore I sat for a while on my phone, kept warm by the sticky night hair. “Are you cold?” A voice approached and I held my dress tighter over my chest. Stand was clinging to every crevice, and it was taking a lot longer to dry than I hoped. “Im just too wet to put my dress back on.” I cringed at the sensation.

“Here.” He handed over his shirt, holding it out. His torch was switched back on as he glanced over my bare body. The only thing covering me was a tiny pair of white thongs.

“Oh, no, it’s okay.”

“No, no take it, you’re naked… almost.” Max glanced down again as I tensed my jaw. “What will you wear?” I took it from his grasp, fingers sliding over his wet ones.

“I’ll be fine.” He adjusted his boxers slightly, clinging to him from being so wet. He flopped to the floor, groaning as the sand covered him before grabbing at the bottle that was still half buried into the sand below.

“Thank you.” I slipped the shirt on, kneeling up as I buttoned it up twice, the material covering my perfectly. The scent of Max’s cologne filled my nostrils and I hugged the large too tighter around myself. “You suit it.” He nodded in amusement as I spun around, dropping my phone back onto my bag. “You think?” I giggled, sitting across from him once again. “Yeah.” He rasped, nodding as I snickered to myself. Max took another swig of the bottle, holding it out for me. When I had a mouthful of the alcohol, Max spoke again.

“How’s it being single again?” I almost choked, swallowing a rather large mouthful of champagne before dropping the bottle back down. “Um…” I felt a smirk growing. “Interesting.”

“Because you were with him for quite some time? Right?”

“Four years.” I nodded, my eyebrows perking. “Wow.” Max hummed. “Mmm, I just grew out of it. He was my first everything when I was, what? 17? I loved the boy but… things just didn’t feel so- the same.” “The same as in how?” Max gently asked as my gaze landed on his. “Well, I just… things changed, I didn’t feel as close to him, my feelings went- I think I hung around with him for a whole year because of guilt.” I admitted, the alcohol spurring on my thoughts.

“A year?” Max asked as I sadly laughed. “Yeah… but I’m happy being single, I mean I have been for what? 4 months? I’m really happy.” My voice faded as Max smiled gently.

“He wasn’t so nice to you was he?” He then blurted out as my head snapped up. “What?”

“Nothing- just, well your dad- he mentioned a couple things.” Max stammered as a slight embarrassment filled me.

“I didn’t realise he told you about all that stuff.”

“He doesn’t really. It was just a passing comment.” Max shrugged, gaze falling down to the sand below. “He just got a little controlling, you know? Didn’t like what I was wearing or who I was friends- ah, anyway, I got the ick effectively.” I straight up admitted.

“Great.” Max laughed as I smiled to myself. “Besides all that- how did you- how did you know it was… you know.” He awkwardly spoke as I rested my chin on the back of my hand. He sounded vulnerable, like he was about to open up, maybe it was the alcohol talking, but it made my heart beat faster. Max and I always had conversations, rarely those that were deep. “Know what?” I softly asked, sensing his tension. “How did you know it was fully over?”

“Well, the idea of his friends and family was more appealing than him- as in I was scared to lose them not him.” I spoke. “I didn’t have that attraction anymore, he wasn’t my priority, like, what used to be fun felt like… it felt like a task almost.”

“Yeah.” Max responded. “And- and I never think I truly was into the relationship. I was so young when we got together, I don’t think I knew what I want.” I giggled, but his lips only reached into a crooked, half smile.

“To completely honest I didn’t want to have sex with him.” This comment made him smile a little more, something I enjoyed to see knowing I’d made him smile. It fell quiet between us once again. “How’s your relationship going?” I then asked, hoping it wasn’t too personal. Max took a sharp inhale, sitting up straighter. “It’s okay, yeah.” I winced at the insincerity in his voice. The two of us sat there in a second of awkward silence.

“Good.” My voice barely reached above a whisper. “Yeah.” Max’s head dropped once more. His next words startled me into a speechless shock. “I don’t think I love her, Leni.” My heart felt like it exploded, my eyebrows perked and he could see my shock openly on my face.

“What? You don’t think? Maybe that’s just a stage though, maybe it’s too early-” “No, no. I know.” Max cut me off. It was like he’d just gotten something off his chest that he’d been holding for a real long time.

“How do you know?” I was dumbfounded, I felt an uncomfortable sense of guilt that I knew all of this about Kelly, before she did. “Everything that you’ve just said. I love P, I don’t really like her family that much- god we just… we don’t click.” Max ranted as I tightened my jaw, staring down to the glow of his torch.

“How can I be with somebody for a year and tell them this?” Max asked as I winced. “How long have you known?”

“Leni.” Max drunkly sighed into his hands. My heart continued thumping furiously in my chest. “I just know this feelings been there after she lived with me.” Max rubbed his face, looking back up to me again. “That was six months ago.” “Yes.”

“Oh, Max.” I sighed. “You just… you should just tell her.”

“She put herself on the mortgage which doesn’t end for another year.” He groaned again as I felt my lips stretch in an ‘oh shit’ manner.

“That’s…” I glanced around back to where all the houses were, searching for something to say. I was just riddled with a sense of guilt for feeling oddly happy about the admission, it was a horrible way to feel- I hated myself for it.

“Shit.” He answered for me as I looked back to him with a sad smile. “You need to tell her. You can’t keep it going, for both your sakes.”

“I know.” He nodded as I smiled gently, offering the bottle back to him. “Here, Max. You’re gonna need it…”

#max verstappen angst #max verstappen x you #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen #f1 x reader #HornerDaughter

[cillianmarryme]

Pairing : Thomas Shelby X Wife!Reader

Summary : You and Tommy have been together for as long as you can remember, but sometimes, it feels like he doesn't even love you anymore.

Warning : Smut, spanking, degradation kink, praise kink, rough sex, daddy kink.

Notes : I'm so sorry I barely write. I have the English vocabulary of a 5 year old 😭 and I study everything in irish, so I have to translate it all 😭😭

Y/N Y/L/N, or commonly known as Y/N Shelby, laid on the shared bed in your and Tommy's house. You were growing anxious about your husbands arrival. He hadn't done anything sweet for you for a while, and now he told you to wait for him in bed? You were certain he'd divorce you if you said no, so you agreed. But you also agreed because he called you 'Good girl' when you obeyed his orders.

Suddenly, the front door opens and closes, and you hear footsteps making their way to the room. You greet Tommy with a soft smile as you look up at him.

"What are we doing, Tom?" You ask with a quiet chuckle.

He grins as he walked over to you, bending down in front of the bed, smirking, "I've a gift for you, darling," He leaned over and gave you a kiss before taking off his shirt.

"And what's the gift then, Tom? Sex?" You joked before he kissed you again. Wow. He was really gifting sex.

The next day, you walked downstairs in just your night gown when you saw him downstairs. You smiled and walked over to him, "Good morning, darling."

You pecked his lips and sat down at the table. You looked up at him as the cheeky smirk grew on his face.

"Morning, suger," He smirked and bent over to peck your lips. You kissed him with a little more force and he split some tongue into it when you pushed away.

"Wait, Tom... I have to ask you something," the serious expression grew on your face as you felt anxiety pent up in your mind. When he gave you the green light to continue, you took in a deep breath and began.

"I don't know if you love me anymore. I love you, Tom, but do you? It seems like whenever you aren't mad, you want sex. And when you don't want sex, you're mad or gone. I don't get you Tom. Can you just tell me if you love me still or not?"

You asked with full seriousness in your tone. He looked at you as if you were crazy, "Y/N, are you kidding?"

He put his arms around your waist and smiled. "I love you, Darling. If you were a thousand pounds fat, or only one pound skinny. If you were a woman or... nevermind. No matter what you'd be - except a man - I'd still love you. You're the perfect woman ever. You don't get how much I love you."

He stated before kissing you again. He kissed down your neck, shoulders, and gently moved the nightgown to place two little kisses on your boobs. Luckily, Charlie was gone off with his cousins.

You moaned a little and watched as he made his trail of kisses down to your thigh. You gripped his hair as he opened your nightgown and gave your wet heat a kiss.

He slapped your ass and stood back up, "So wet and you just woke up, honey. Did seeing me make you that wet?"

He taunted and you couldn't help but nod. "I-Im sorry daddy..."

He shook his head and sighed "Well, I can't leave my pretty girl wet now, can I?" He bent you over the table and slapped your pussy before taking his pants off.

He rammed his cock into your tight cunt and moaned "Fuck, doll." He grabbed your hair and fucked you harder.

"God, you like that, you fucking slut?" He pushed all of his length into you and stayed still "you're my pretty slut, right, baby?"

"Fuck, yours Tom! All of yours!" You moan as your walls clench around him. You quickly came around his cock as he smacked your ass again.

You feel his hot come shoot into your womb before he pulled out "i love you."

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[aliaology]

NOW THAT WE DONT TALK

summary: yn makes it to michigan with her friend sabrina, shockingly, reconnecting with old friends and also bumping into bad memories.

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you felt weird, the stares of others pouring heavily onto your body. you didn’t like it, the feeling, whatsoever. the crowd parted as you walked into the house. the memories from this house flooded through your mind, from running to your room away from jack, to even skinny dipping with him in the lake.

you watched cole leap up and made his way to you, leaving a very uncomfortable jack and trevor behind. "bells! you made it" he grinned.

the shorter boy threw his arms around you in happiness. "hey coley, i told you i'd be here" you smiled, hugging him back.

"i know but it's just, unreal! i haven't seen you in forever!" he smiled.

you frowned. "im sorry cole, ive been really busy in toronto and it doesn't help that i feel so out of place in michigan now.." you trailed off.

"dont sweat it, bells. im just glad you're here" he smiled at you. "how long are you staying here for?" he asked.

"well— sab leaves tomorrow, im staying to get my dorm situated back at umich" you told. cole nodded.

"get lunch with me tomorrow then? i want to catch up" you just nodded before hearing your name get called. looking behind you, you see some of jack's teammates.

jack's teammates, john marino and nico hischier always liked you. hell, you still talked to them to ask how games went and just how they were.

"ill talk to you later coley" you grinned.

cole nodded and went back to trevor and jack. trevor held a sour look on his face while jack looked pissed. you grabbed sab’s arm and brought her with you to john and nico.

"hi johnny, hi nico" you smiled at them, giving them each hugs once you got to them. "its been awhile." you added.

"seriously, a long time. have you been in toronto the entire time?" john asked.

you nodded. "yeah, i moved in with my brother. im with him for just two more weeks until i move into my new apartment." you smiled.

"really? where you moving to?" nico asked.

"new york, actually." you grinned. "maybe ill drive over to nj and pop in."

nico grinned, "i'd be careful with that one, y/n. i cant lie, jacks been in a little bit of a twist since your song came out." he spoke.

john nodded. "more standoff-ish, but he had it coming.”

you heard sab snort from behind you, causing you to grin along. "sorry its just— one of my songs ends with ‘he had it coming’ and it reminded me of that.” sabrina spoke.

"its okay— how have you both been?” nico asked. you looked at sabrina with a hesitation glint in your eyes. she just sent you a nod.

“ive been— okay? uhm, just a lot going on currently. very stressed i dont know— i just cant wait to get back to umich.” you explained.

“and i have to go back to LA tomorrow so i have to soak my time up with my girl.” sabrina grinned, tossing an arm around your neck.

"uh oh— warning, trevor is on his way over.” john said, bringing his cup to his mouth to quiet his words before taking a sip of whatever alcoholic drink he had.

you tensed up slightly, not turning your head, you kept close to sabrina.

"what up guys, how you enjoying the party? cole's wondering." trevor faked a smile.

"oh, very fun if i do say so myself." sabrina sarcastically spoke.

you nudged her slightly, elbowing her in the side. she sent you a glare, basically stating ‘cut the shit.’

trevor sarcastically smiled. "well isn't that just peachy? anyone here finding someone to go home with tonight? i know it shouldn't be too hard for some of you."

you grab nico's drink, sipping it yourself. "maybe— i heard that dixie girl is single, might ask her to go home with me.” you shrugged.

the four guys went completely silent. you coughed, "anyone up for another drink? i think i need to get drunk tonight." and you walked away.

“oh my god” sabrina laughed, immediately going after you.

“fucking bitch”

trevor scoffed, walking away in anger. john and nico looked at each other, wide eyes. "holy shit."

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[harry-styles-obsessed]

Story does include smut. Minors do not interact with this post, thank you.

Trigger warnings: description of near assault/ bullying, age gap, dominant, dark Harry (kinda?), praise, dad! Harry, younger reader (early 20s), body image issues, self esteem issues… reader is just incredibly insecure… everything that goes hand in hand with that basically— and lots of smutty stuff! This will be kind of slow burn!! Long story so get comfortable! Also please read with discretion lovelies. You all matter.

This story was requested but the requester asked to remain anonymous so I will not be mentioning anything about their request but please to anyone out there struggling with any type of body imagine problems please PLEASE know you’re absolutely beautiful and I hope one day you will see that.

©️ please do not copy or translate my work.

Harry x plus size Inexperienced fem! Reader (Harry is not famous in this story)

Make you mine

"You cannot be serious Anna"

Your voice was annoyed and frustrated "oh I'm deadly serious”

You throw a glare directly at Anna who's grinning at you mischievously "you’re unbelievable. I’ve got work to focus on anyways so… no.” You murmur a flush of red appearing upon your already reddened cheeks. You didn’t do parties. You didn’t like parties. Full stop. Parties were where bad things happen and you were not planning on getting involved with that type of shit.

"Don't change the subject! Y/n please... PLEASE. You know it'll be fun!! Plus Jamie is fine as hell... his tattoos and shit like-" you felt annoyance spread throughout you your hand coming up to pinch the bridge of your nose "alright alright! Fine.. whatever. I'll come with you to your friends stupid party." You mutter rolling you eyes watching out of your peripheral as Anna does a little happy dance, before tightly wrapping her arms around your neck

"Thank god! Now we've got to choose your outfit. That red dress looks real good on you." She spoke suddenly sporadically searching through your wardrobe making you roll your eyes. She cannot be serious. Going to a party is one thing but dressing up with zero body confidence is another thing.

“Anna.” You spoke in a warning tone, fear and worry spreading across your features “I am not skinny. Im not even pretty. I don’t have your body confidence!” You didn’t feel beautiful whatsoever. You felt like an absolute failure and mess most of the time. You just felt ugly. Sure Anna would beg to differ but she was your best friend, of course she would boost you up. You hated the way you looked it made you feel sick... you hated your body. You hated yourself. You hated everything to do with yourself. “Y/n! Enough. You’re beautiful. Keep talking shit and I might just have to get a handsome guy to show you how perfect you really a-“ “NO. Anna. Oh my god gross— no.”

You say exasperated as you plop down onto the bed, laying down- your arms dangling just above your head as you breathe quietly hearing hangers clattering together as your best friend continued viciously searching through your wardrobe.

Jamie Goodman was.... Something else. He was annoying. The class clown basically. He used to be in your tutor group in school and he just had to fucking follow your path to college classes and annoy you further. Anna thought the world of him and you were almost 100% certain that they had slept together once or twice.

"Found it!!" Anna cheered spinning around with the red dress held in her hands grinning widely "c'mon put it on! I want to get there early!" She spoke and you squeezed your eyes shut, exhaling. You loved Anna. She was your best friend, you adored her, but god could she get so fucking annoying sometimes. She made you want to rip your hair out but... she wouldn't be your best friend if she didn't do that occasionally.

"I cannot believe you made me agree with you" you mutter before standing up yanking the dress from her hands, stripping off your clothes as she too began getting changed into an outfit far too revealing- a tank top that was more like a bra top. And short shorts, her entire stomach and rib cage exposed along with her long legs. Gods to have her confidence and carelessness…

"Might want to pack condoms." You speak to her, hearing the shifting of material pause as she glances at you brows raising before a slight laugh leaves her lips "I'm on the pill, babes. Chill." She smiled assuringly and you sigh shaking your head. You and her were complete opposites- her full of confidence however you were a mess. No confidence. No body confidence... no dates... no boys... you’ve never had a first kiss or even had a man touch you before... you’ve never been intimate with anyone before— ever. And quite honestly you were afraid to even experience it.

—

“Come on!!”

Anna shouted from downstairs and you stood up after contemplating your life decisions— spraying your perfume all over yourself leaving your face bare from any makeup. You didn’t want any advances being made upon you just because you looked a bit different with makeup on... although you highly doubted that would ever happen. No man wanted to touch you. If for a dare they would but not for any other reason. Or so you thought.

You jog downstairs to where Anna is keys in hand before she smiles grabbing onto your hand and dragging you out of the home intertwining her fingers with yours "it'll be fun girl. Loosen up."

The drive there was fairly fast and you had almost twenty minutes to spare. "We're here too early." You spoke but Anna only shook her head grabbing a present from the back and you raised your brows "it's Jamie's birthday. That's why we were both invited...." your lips parted eyes widening Anna laughing, “you shouldn’t told—“

"Shh y/n. Don't worry. Here." She then shoved a smaller wrapped present into your hands winking at you as relief wrapped around your body. Thank fuck.

You then got out of the car with her, walking with her towards the front door, the door being opened by the familiar dirty blonde who quickly pulled Anna into his embrace hugging her for a little too long to be “just friends” before his eyes turned to you and he smiled. genuinely.

"Didn't think you'd come, y/n. But glad to see you here." He spoke and without even hesitating he pulled you in for a hug your eyes widening at the sudden hug shared between the two of you. You hugged him tenderly, awkwardly almost— not entirely knowing how to act.

"Anna persuaded me. But c'mon.. how could I not come see the birthday boy." You smile awkwardly after pulling back, soon holding the present out for him to take his baby blues smiling as he smiled taking the present from you "well nonetheless- glad you could make it. And thank you… I appreciate it.” You only nod not saying anything else, a slight nervous smile remaining on your lips— Anna purposely elbowing you in the ribs to attempt to loosen you up more her eyes saying it all.

Jamie was way different without all his friends around... he was kind. Real. Genuine. How strange... "c'mon let's go into the living room. We can watch a movie before the others arrive. Would you girls like a drink?"

—

A while passed before eventually more people were filing in, you remained sat on the sofa drink of Pepsi in your hand as you took occasional nervous sips. Anna had been whisked away by Jamie and you were certain they were creating the slight banging noises coming from upstairs... and well... that said something didn't it?

You grimaced just at the thought before shaking your head clearing your throat before you decided to stand up, the living room becoming a major crowded area and so you feeling your anxiousness grow quickly left the area, walking around for a bit before finally stopping stood just in the doorway to the kitchen your fingers grasping onto your Pepsi tighter as you took more sips from it. You exhaled softly leaning into the doorway slightly your brows creasing as you stared at a mixture of young adults and what looked to be literal 16 year olds dancing together... what the fuck? That's not creepy at all… however that became the least of your worries as you suddenly felt a rather warm presence behind you, your stomach fluttering anxiously,

"Excuse me"

You quickly turn around expecting a teenager only to come face to face with dad-like material. Old enough to be a dad... he wasn't a teenager. Your mouth was working faster than your brain as you only managed to stammer over a word before finally backing up "I'm so sorry..."

You smile nervously allowing your eyes to scavenge the man— he had piercing green eyes. Beautiful chestnut brown hair that had slight curls to it on the top and a beautiful smile that showed two pretty dimples. Tattoos were layered up and down his skin, a butterfly one seeming to be on his chest from what you could see. He wore a loose fitting shirt that was unbuttoned at the top revealing some of his toned chest. He was... god like.

"No need to apologise, love." He assured with a smile as he went to walk past you, shoulders brushing momentarily before he stopped glancing over his shoulder looking back at you “you look a bit young to be here..."

He spoke some sort of amusement in his eyes not revealing whether he was toying with you or being genuine. Shyness wrapped around you momentarily before you soon answered in an attempt to stick up for yourself— "I'm twenty two, sir." You speak politely the man fully turning so his body was facing you "you look a bit old to be here." You soon retort as he doesn't respond, instead only raising a brow as if pushing the idea of you telling little white lies to him. "Call me Harry."

"You look a bit old to be here, Harry." You rephrase

His eyes glinted with amusement before he cleared his throat "got off work... decided to come have some fun."

You narrow your eyes at him as if showing you didn’t believe him but really you were poking fun at him… exactly what he was doing with you. “What do you do for work?" You ask noticing the palpable tension that was between you and him. It only seemed to be growing more intense as the seconds went by.

"Surgeon"

He spoke simply and you raised your brows "like plastic surgery? Butt lifts and-"

"No." His words were light and airy as he laughed shaking his head "reconstruction surgery."

"Reconstruction?”

“There seems to be an echo in here.” his tone was playful but still nonetheless he nods to confirm your question but he still saw the curiosity on your face "say someone gets into an accident or— a kid falls off their bike let's say he wasn't wearing any protective gear apart from a helmet. No sleeves. No knee pads... no nothing... if he hits the road and skids down it, his skin is either going to be red and sore or his skin is going to be torn off. There's no exact way we can put that dirty infected and broken skin back onto him so we have to reconstruct the skin somehow..."

Your brows raise in interest "so like take it from somewhere less obvious? The leg.. or something?" You speak and he nods taking a sip of the beverage in his ring covered hand,

"Yeah. I mean my job is to simply make the skin look top condition... in the end it doesn't matter where the skin comes from. If it can stretch far enough to cover the wound then you know... it's good enough."

You hum in response clearly rather interested before you smile "that's interesting..." you study him carefully trying to figure him out. You weren’t sure what was wrong with you but Harry seemed to beckon a different side out of you…

"I didn't think a surgeons "thing" was parties..." you soon murmur

"There's a lot of things you don't think, love. If I remind you quickly we've only just met..." his emerald eyes twinkled with amusement brows raised as he smirked.

Your cheeks immediately flush red and you stare at him slightly dumbfounded a nervous smile forming on your face "sorry" you giggle out Harry only shaking his head as he smiled "I'm just kidding. But you're right... parties aren't places surgeons often involve themselves with.. me particularly" he admitted and just as you were about to say something, a different voice cut mine off— “Hey dad can we order pizza?" Your eyes immediately move to the voice. Jamie. His hair slightly dishevelled some red marks left on his neck. Wonderful. But that barely mattered anymore as you looked at who he was talking to… harry. Your heart immediately stops in your chest. Jamie's dad was Harry. The man you were flirting with. That wasn’t flirting though was it? Your stomach flutters nervously. This absolutely was not happening no way…. Your cheeks were a crimson red colour, your eyes slightly wide and your lips slightly parted and god were you glad Harry’s attention wasn’t on you anymore.

"Jamie there's pizza in the fridge. As your mother said, we cannot afford takeaway right now. Remember?" His voice snapped me back out of your thoughts as you focused back on the handsome man, eyes flicking to look at Jamie.

"But dad there's like 80 people here!" He exclaimed Harry's face remaining calm and unfazed "who invited them?" He spoke Jamie's brows arching "you cannot be serious! Oh my god!" The boy yelled before storming off not saying anything else. Childish much? At this old age? Talking to his father like that? Wow the disrespect.

You look back at Harry only when he speaks— "sorry for his behaviour." He spoke as you remained shocked "it's okay... but... I didn't realise you were his dad..." you admit and he smiles slightly "he took his mothers last name. His mother and I are divorced, you see… he doesn’t exactly like that his mother has gone out for a pamper evening and has left me to look after him.” He explained— so Jamie really did have daddy issues? Huh. Your lips part slightly as you realise what he was saying "oh... that makes sense... i- uhm... wow."

Harry nods "Jamie still holds a grudge against me. It's diff-" harry cuts himself off realising what he was saying to his sons friend before he sighed pinching the bridge of his nose "I apologise... uh..." your eyes snap back up to his eyes from roaming across each of his tattoos “Y/n…” you speak with a small smile "I'm sorry y/n... you've come here to party and-" the way your name rolled off of his tongue so perfectly drove you insane and you weren’t sure why. "No sir..." "Harry." He cuts you off making your cheeks flush red "sorry, no Harry. I came here not on my own accord..." you let out a nervous laugh. "My friend begged me to come. I didn't really want to be here anyway so... it's okay. You're far more interesting than this party anyways." You speak soon realising how weird that sounded your eyes widening, Harry quickly catching on as he let out a small chuckle that sounded like honey to your ears— waving one hand at you to signal you not to worry. Dismissing your concerns. "Don't worry. I know what you mean."

You smile feeling the conversation become dry and although you didn't want to leave you knew you should best go find Anna. "I'll see you around, Harry." You speak with a small smile and he nods his head at you "yes you will. I'll see you around, y/n." He tilted his head at you and you smiled before quickly leaving to go and find Anna. As you made your way through all the dancing bodies your eyes finally locked on Anna who seemed to be totally black out drunk. Already. Great! Another time where you had to look after her for her stupid decisions. Her eyes immediately found yours and she practically jumped up and stumbled towards you, lips smushing against your cheek leaving a nice red lipstick mark “Anna you’re so drunk… you really don’t know when you stop.” You murmur to her, watching Jamie drunk too but sensible enough to remain vigilant assuring you that he could deal with her. You were unsure but eventually accepted it walking back to the kitchen and grabbing another drink, sticking to yourself yet throughout the entire night you felt eyes on you… which was an extremely rare occurrence. But this night— someone couldn’t keep their eyes off of you. He couldn’t.

The night continued on, you didn’t touch a drop of alcohol but eventually nearly everyone was filing out and just as you were about to go and find Anna again a cold hand grabbed a hold of your wrist yanking you harshly back into the kitchen where you were roughly slammed against the kitchen counter a pair of dark brown eyes meeting yours— your breath hitched your eyes wide, drink that was once in your hand now on the floor the liquid spilling out of it,

“You’re so pretty…”

The boys wandering hands began groping at your body “p-please get off of me.”

“P-p-p-p… scaredy cat. Never been touched by someone before hmm?”

Hi words were vile and cruel making your stomach churn. “I—“ you tried to gather your thoughts “I don’t even know you! Get off of me!” “Well my names Evan and your name is Y/n. Correct? You know me just fine babe..” a low chuckle left his lips your eyes widening further as you felt his hand suddenly trailing further down your body,

“Somebody hel—“

“Shut up!” His hand clamped over your mouth as he glared into your eyes “don’t you want to not be a virgin anymore? Isn’t that embarrassing? But it makes sense doesn’t it. Have you taken a look at yourself in the mirror lately?” His words are cruel amusement flickering in his dark eyes your breathing growing laboured as tears formed in your eyes “what? Babe I’m telling you the truth don’t you get that? I just want to help—“

“What the fuck is going on here?” The sudden voice made both yours and Evan’s head snap towards the door the once horrible guy now stumbling back, eyes wide as his eyes remain upon Harry. Your breathing trembled, hands shaking “nothing” “nothing? It didn’t look like nothing.” Harry spat out taking intimidating steps towards Evan “I have half the mind to break your jaw…” “you’d be arrested” Evan spat back, Harry raising his brows “on what terms? Self defence? I saw you touching her. I saw her cry. I heard her scream for help whilst you covered her mouth. Now that isn’t very consensual now is it?” You watched with horrified eyes as Harry was now eye to eye with Evan not touching him whatsoever but the clear domination he had, had Evan pressed into the wall looking scared out of his mind “but you’d be arrested. Assault. bodily harm. Sexual assault… I doubt you’d want to find out anymore of the charges you could face… isn’t that correct Evan?”

But before Evan even said anything the once confident asshole had ran straight past Harry, practically shitting himself.

Harry’s jaw was clenched, tempted to go after him but decided not to knowing he had better things to worry about. You. He attempted to calm himself down before he eventually looked towards you noticing how you remained against the counter— still trembling “y/n…” he took a slow advance towards you and your breath hitched “hey… it’s me. It’s all alright.” His tone was softer than before, extending his hand out towards you his concern clear, and before either of you could’ve prepared yourselves you had practically slammed yourself into him arms wrapped securely around his waist, your fingers curled into the material of his shirt as you trembled his tall figure towering over you as he peered down at you, shaking in his embrace, scarred… he secured both arms around you and pulled you closer to the point your face was smushed completely into his chest the smell of his strong expensive cologne drifting into your senses… he smelt like heaven.

His hand slowly traced up and down your back in a soothing manner. “You’re okay, y/n.” His voice was assuring as he kept a tight grip on you attempting to console you as best as possible yet you refused to let him see your face, remaining practically glued to him. “Is there someone you’d like me to call? Someone to take you home?” He questioned but he didn’t get a response out of you, you were shutting down completely as a flight or fight response. He however didn’t push you, instead wrapping his arm around you again as he began leading your half aware self upstairs walking you into the guest bedroom of the large house— closing the door behind the both of you before he sat you down, your shaking hands rushing to grab onto him again scared he was going to leave…

“I’m here y/n. Right here.” He exhaled softly sitting beside you on the bed, his large hand resting upon your shoulder gently— thumb caressing lightly against the material of your dress his eyes watching the top of your head, you refused to look at him and that saddened him. “Hey…” he reached his free hand out towards you finger pressing underneath your chin as he guided you to look at him your eyes filled to the brim with tears “h-harry..” you whimpered his eyes softening and he without even thinking pulled you in close “I’m here. I’m right here…” “please don’t leave.” He silently shook his head and exhaled softly before he kicked his shoes off, the thump of each one landing on the ground making you realise your friends friend dad was sharing a bed with you… to comfort you of course.

Harry leaned back, tattooed arm being quick to pull you close giving you no choice as he simply pulled you on top of him “i— too heavy—“ you breathed out shakily but that didn’t stop the man from pulling you onto his chest, arms tightly wrapped around you “nonsense. Relax.”

Those two words were the only words he spoke to you, forcing you to relax against him, his hand trailing up and down your back soothingly making sure to give you all the comfort possible. He held you tight not daring to let go of you, his eyes constantly checking on you until he believed you were asleep your breathing much more calmer and quiet, but despite the fact that he knew he could leave… he didn’t want to.

9PM slowly rolled to 11PM until it was 4AM— Harry was still wide awake, eyes however slightly hooded his breathing slow and quiet along with yours. You hadn’t stirred at all you remained silent, Harry stayed convincing himself it was because he was worried you would have a nightmare but he knew it was much more than that. Much more. His eyes tiredly focused on the red digital clock 4:15AM… he never called in sick for work— ever. But if he had to, to look after you then he would. He had spent the time you were asleep trying to figure out his feelings, telling himself how wrong it was… but you ignited something within him. Something he couldn’t quite figure out.

“Harry”

Your morning voice was cute somethings harry noticed immediately. “Y/n.” He responded, voice deep but soft his voice confirming he had stayed there for you. He had protected you… something no other guy had done for you… “what time is it?” You ask him groggily as you slowly force yourself to sit up, Harry’s arms unwrapping from around you “4:19” he spoke simply and you rubbed your eyes letting out a quiet groan your head pounding from the events of last night. You were now sat on top of him, slightly straddling him— innocently so Harry’s eyes searching your face tiredly his hands lazily grasping onto your hips mindlessly. “Can I ask you something personal?” You soon question him, his brows arching flawlessly as he tries to figure out what exactly you meant but nonetheless he nodded his head. “Do guys really not like fat girls?”

The question clearly alarmed him, his eyes readjusting on you before he furrowed his brows “what makes you say that?” He murmured quietly “what he said last night… or what he was hinting at. The reason I haven’t lost my virginity yet is because I’m too fat.” Harry stares blankly for a moment or two before he blinks his eyes a bit of surprise lingering on his face not expecting you to be so honest with him seeing as you had only met last night…

“Y/n that was a boy. A boy looks for magazine cover girls… skinny… big boobs big butts— fake. Edited. A man looks for what’s on the inside. A pretty smile. A pretty personality. What’s on the inside… sure people will have their own preferences…. But that doesn’t mean you aren’t beautiful. Because you are.” His eyes remain glued to yours, searching your face for any look of doubt which he could shut down immediately but there was none detected… only surprise. “I’m beautiful?” He nods silently to confirm your shocked question, a smirk forming on his lips making his dimples appear and your breath hitches as you search his face and in those moments you finally realise the position you were in— legs straddling him, hands touching lightly against his chest your eyes widening slightly “I’m so sorry I-“ “stay.” His voice was stern green eyes staring into yours “what?” Your voice is shocked yet again and he smiles

“Be a good girl and stay.”

You felt your heart pounding wildly in your chest your eyes searching his face “you’re beautiful, y/n… you want to know something?” His hands remain resting upon your hips and you nod hesitantly “yesterday when I met you… I was certain you weren’t as innocent as they say you are… but maybe you are… have you ever touched yourself before?” His words leave you shocked, your cheeks furiously heating up as you stare at him shocked “w-what?” “Have you ever touched yourself?” Your breath hitched feeling him rub soothing circles into your hips your eyes searching his face certain he was toying with you…. To make you feel some sort of hope… or maybe he just felt bad for you and at that thought your heart dropped “Harry I— I don’t need your sympathy please… I—“

“Who said anything about sympathy y/n? Have you touched yourself before? A simple question.” His words made a hot fever like wave flush into your stomach a shaky breath leaving your lips “yes… but…” your mouth got as dry as a bone as you attempted to wrack your brain to not say something stupid. “But…?” He coaxed delicately your eyes snapping to meet his again “but I can’t get what I want.” He quirks a brow and you knew that he knew what you meant. He wasn’t stupid. “It’s embarrassing—“ “oh no it’s not.” His large hand caresses against your cheek, finger tips soon curling around the nape of your neck as he began pulling you closer to him until you were practically inches away from one another…

“It’s okay y/n.”

You search his eyes nervously and he smiles a slight twinkle in his eyes making your stomach flutter with butterflies “life is a learning curve…”

You stare at him expectantly, confused, watching as he smiled “you just haven’t had the right teacher.” His words made your stomach leap as your breath caught in your throat… what did that mean? He was going to teach you? But before you could’ve even asked he had sat himself up, back against the headboard— lips finding yours in a deep sensual kiss his fingers pressed against the nape of your neck keeping you still the kiss getting deeper, more passionate, leaving you breathless— you weren’t even sure you were doing it correctly, Harry pulling back momentarily to look at you “Harry I don’t know how to do this.”

“Don’t worry, love.” His tone was reassuring as he smiled calmly at you. “Just follow my lead.”

His lips attached to yours again his kiss making you dizzy. It was addicting. His hands trailed up and down your sides delicately, before his hands carefully began prying at the hem of your dress guiding it further and further upwards before finally removing it from your body his eyes studying you. He looked at you as if you were a supermodel…

“Lay down.”

His tone was demanding but you still did so. Getting off of him and laying down, left only in your bra and underwear which was highly vulnerable for you but you tried not to stress too much.

He got onto his knees, the bed creaking slightly as he adjusted himself over you, his lips pressing against yours gently as he began kissing down your neck— sucking slightly every so often hearing the sweet sounds that left your mouth “that feel good hm?” You nodded your head gently the simplicity of him kissing your neck drove you absolutely wild your stomach in knots but it felt good. He began trailing kisses down your body, lips pressing softly against your tummy insecurity immediately getting the best of you as you whined attempting to cover up “hey..” he strict voice grabbed your attention “you’re beautiful.” He spoke making you remove your hands which were nervously remaining close to your body. He eventually continued to leave kisses all over until eventually he had reached your thighs his eyes flicking up to meet yours “get comfortable.” He spoke simply watching you grab a few pillows before you laid down comfortably “good girl.”

He peered down just between your thighs— closing his mouth as he sucked in a sharp breath as the sight of you before him… all for him. To devour. To ruin. To make sure you knew your worth… all. For. Him. “If you want me to stop at any point. We can. Understood?” He spoke watching you nod “use your words, Angel.” “Yes Harry.” You spoke shakily and he smiled. Boundaries were always good to have in place. He wanted you to know that you were allowed to have boundaries. You felt the sensation of your panties being slid down your legs, exposing your heat to him— using one single finger to trace up and down your slit a shiver running directly down your spine a low whimper leaving your lips “feels good hm” your breath only hitched no words leaving your mouth as the odd but wonderful sensation soon becomes your favourite thing. His finger didn’t linger too long in any specific place— sliding up and down before mercilessly toying with your clit. Pointer finger delicately tracing around the bud whines and moans leaving your lips as he watched your every reaction as if he was taking an image of the moment in his mind. Not wanting to forget it. “That’s it relax… relax for me y/n.” He praised delicately watching how your body relaxed further into the bed his tongue soon adding to the pleasure, flicking over your clit and all over your body shaking with the new feelings erupting throughout you “feel good angel?”

“Yes sir” a cry of pleasure leaves your lips and for the first time Harry didn’t correct you— instead he smirked, tongue lashing more fervently against your heat.

As your body began to squirm his large hands grasped onto your thighs, holding your still keeping you down for him as he continued flicking his tongue all over your core. “A-ah harry..” you cried out your back arching up off of the bed as an unfamiliar feeling surrounded you— tingles running up and down your body “that’s it… that’s it… oh such a good girl…” incoherent whimpers of his name left your lips until eventually your first orgasm ripped throughout you— Harry moaning, the sound of his moan enticing something within you a look of pride within his eyes “good girl.” He smiled genuinely as you panted, attempting to calm yourself down. He repositioned himself on his knees his hand beginning to trace up and down your arm slowly and carefully soothing you, allowing you to catch your breath your hands working before your brain as you reached out towards his jeans— his ring covered hands immediately stopping your hands,

“Ah ah impatient our we?”

A smirk tugged at his lips “please.” You spoke and he studied you carefully “tell me.” He spoke tenderly “tell me what you want to do?” One hand traced up to your cheek which he caressed gently, thumb brushing over your lower lip delicately “make you feel good…” you murmured softly Harry quirking a brow at your innocence but he decided not to pry. Instead he nodded “are you sure?”

He watched you nod your eyes meeting his again “you’re my teacher right?”

He smirked slightly and let out a low chuckle before he only nodded. Allowing you to undo his jeans as he leaned back. His length was hard— his hand immediately beginning to rub up and down your eyes watching him carefully “see what I’m doing?” He spoke, you nodding. “You do that.” You slowly took over your hand beginning to pump up and down, his head leaning backwards eyes rolling into the back of his head slightly and the more comfortable you got the more quick your pace grew “you’re doing it darling… you’re doing great.” He praised breathy moans continuing to leave his lips— he continued guiding you until his hand was in your hair, helping you as your mouth began hollowing out around him, tongue swirling around the tip— doing everything almost naturally Harry’s groans and moans growing louder

“Fuck y/n your mouth feels so good… fuck!”

His grip tightened on your hair helping move your head up and down until eventually his cock twitched and his orgasm wrapped around him his moans gravelly and beautiful driving you insane making you want more… desperate for more… greedy for more… and as he pulled you up and off of him by the hair his eyes were glazed over with hunger “fuck… you felt so fucking good.” He spoke clearly feeling the same. Just as hungry for more his hand coming to caress against your cheek lightly your eyes showing your hunger into which his thumb stroked against your lower lip “next time.” Next time? His eyes searched your face and he smirked slightly “next time when we’re alone in the house I’ll teach you some more.. but for now… we don’t want to get caught do we?” He smirked slightly before shaking his head chuckling slightly “you did so good.” He pulled you in for a light kiss a little confident grin tugging at your lips…

“Learnt from the best.” You whispered his green eyes glowering into yours as he grinned keeping a hold on you… it was very clear neither of you were forgetting each other anytime soon.

I hope this was okay and you enjoyed it! I kinda just went with the flow rather than with an actual idea in my head so I hope it isn’t awful… I haven’t written smut in a while so excuse it if it’s bad… anyways more stories coming hopefully soon! Thanks for reading loves!!

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[maelovescashew]

I hate you- ✄ Ellie Williams

𝗣𝗔𝗜𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗚 — ellie x enemy!reader

𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗬 — you and ellie HATED each other. well… you thought you did until something snapped inside of ellie.

𝗖𝗪 — smut (mdni), angst, fluff at end. Cursing, violence, threats, strap-on usage, oral (r! receiving), tit play, nipple play, pet names instead of y/n. LMK IF I MISSED ANYTHING

A/N — this is my first piece so bare with me here but i hope you guys like it!

You and Ellie HATED each other. Well you hated her, you thought she was annoying and rude.

It was a Friday night, and you were listening to some music on your phone. You were really sad, so you were listening to some sad/breakup songs by kehlani, your favorite artist. Then, you heard a loud bang on your front door.

You slowly opened it, hoping there wasnt a murderer on the other side. It was just your friend Dina.

“DINA!! I thought you were a serial killer! What the hell??” You exclaimed in annoyance and hands still shaking from the loud noise. tears still running down your cheeks from being sad earlier.

“Whats wrong? Why were you crying?” She asks, truly concerned, especially because your eyes were 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿 red.

“‘S nothing” you said. you knew it was not ‘nothing’. you felt your whole life falling apart and you were getting mad as you started to realize that you had feelings for ellie.

“Fucking liar.” She said walking past you, and into your apartment. “I came to tell you to get ready because we’re going to a party!” She said, seemingly excited.

You HATED parties. The drinks? Awful. The people? Awful. The smell? Awful. Ellie being there? Awful? You knew you had to go because Dina was gonna end up bribing you anyways so you agreed.

“Fine. Whatever.” You said, clearly annoyed that your crying session was rudely interrupted by her loud ass banging.

“Great! Wear something hot!” She excitedly said as she sat down on your couch. You wore a short white dress, tight around your torso. It perfectly showed your boobs, showed off your curves, and complemented your ass. You looked amazing and no one could say you didn’t, no matter how hard they had tried.

You finished up your hair, and got your bag ready. “‘Kay, ‘M ready.” You said to Dina who was still watching TV on your couch.

“Shit, you look hot.” Dina complemented as you two walked out the door. You were not excited for this party. No matter how hard you tried to be. And the thought of Ellie being there seriously haunted you.

You finally arrived at the party and you already wanted to leave. Nonetheless you walked in right behind Dina. Luckily, you had some weed tucked into your dress, knowing you don’t drink at these parties since the alcohol is really bad. You sat down on the couch and took the joint from the top of your dress.

You lit the joint and took a long drag. You knew it was gonna be a tuff night but you had to relax a bit. Then, your eyes met emerald green ones. It was Ellie Williams. You were in love with her hated her.

She looked amazing. A black white wife beater that really showed her muscles. Her short hair tamed down and swept at the front. Her black skinny jeans and converse.

Jesse came in next to her, Dinas boyfriend. Dina made way to them so she could steal Jesse. But you were super nervous as you saw Ellie making her way towards you.

She sat down next to you and you turned red. Thank God for the lights because without them, she would’ve seen and made fun of you.

“Someone’s trying to calm down” She says mockingly. She really liked you but teasing you was the only way to get your attention. Suddenly, you felt her hand snatch the joint from yours, a shocked look appearing on your face.

“Hey what the hell?! I was smoking that!!” Your voice was filled with anger especially with the shitty night you’ve been having.

“I know. Don’t be so angry princess. Just wanted a hit.” Ellie said, voice low and raspy. It was so hot annoying.

“Fuck off! Im so tired of you and everyone taking everything from me! Im done playing your stupid games I fucking hate you!!” You yelled at her and your friends turned their heads to look at you.

Ellies face was coded with shock. She giggled to make herself seem tuff even though she felt terrible for it.

“I SWEAR IF YOU DONT STOP IM GONNA SCREAM AT THE TOP OF MY LUN-“ Your voice was cut off by the sound of what she was about to say next.

“You already are. Relax. Take your joint back and calm down” She handed your joint back to you and you angrily snatched it, taking a drag.

“Whats got you all worked up, hm? Tired of seeing my pretty face?” She teased and you were fuming. You stood up to walk to the bathroom and cry. You looked so beautiful to Ellie it made her wet. And you were tired of seeing her pretty face. It’s all you could think about.

She had the sudden courage from being high and pulled your arm before you could walk away.

“Ellie what the hel-“ Before you could finish she pulled you down onto her lap, clit rubbing against her strap, under her jeans. You whimpered softly at the feeling, looking into her eyes. She placed both hands on your cheeks and kissed you deeply.

You gasped softly from shock and she took the chance to slip her tongue into your mouth. You moan softly into the kiss. You’ve wanted this to happen for longer than you thought. You two made out for what seemed like hours when it was only 5 minutes.

You finally pulled away for air, lips plump and wet. “Ellie… what was that?” You asked, still in shock from what just happened.

“I uh- shit. You probably hate me even more now, huh princess?” Princess. You said you hated that name when in reality, it had an effect on you. Something you couldn’t explain.

“Uh… can you take me home?” You asked, sweetly, a hint of annoyance in your voice. She seemed disappointed and happy at the same time. Happy that you asked her to take you home. Disappointed that you couldn’t even specify whether you hated her or not. It hit her and it hit her hard.

She ended up agreeing and driving you to your apartment. You don’t know how the hell you ended up stumbling into your apartment with her lips on yours.

She pushed you up against the door and her lips found your neck. “Ellie, fuck.” You said as she kissed your neck. “I don’t like your attitude baby. Whats the matter?” She said in between the kisses. You couldn’t help but grip her hair.

Her hands found your dress and she wanted to pull it down so badly. “You look so good tonight baby. Did you think anyone could resist you, hm?” She said as she slowly pulled your dress down.

You couldn’t help but moan. You had no words but you knew it felt so good. She started to play with your boobs with both of her hands and knead them roughly. It made you grip her hair even tighter. She started to bite and suck spots on your neck, leaving marks. She soothed over the spots with her tongue. It hurt but it felt so good.

She picked you up from the bottom of your thighs and carried you to your room. Her lips never left your neck and you had no idea how to feel in that moment.

“Ellie.. I need you, please?” You said with desperation in your voice. You knew you’ve always needed this but you didn’t know how badly you needed it.

“You need me baby, hm? Need me to get rid of that attitude princess?” She said as she laid you down on your bed. “Gonna make you feel so good.” She said before climbing on top of you and kissing you again.

Suddenly you saw her pulling your pink lace panties down, revealing the wet spot that had been growing on them.

“I got you soaked babe?” She placed her finger between your folds, collecting the wetness before replacing it with her tongue.

“I need you els… mmh don’t tease.” You basically moaned out. She loved how she was already making you feel. Hearing her name from your mouth like that drove her crazy.

She teased your clit with her tongue, making shapes with it. You moaned at the feeling. You wanted more but you were too stressed to beg for it.

“I’ve wanted to taste you forever. Tastes so good baby.” She continues to lick and suck on your clit, causing pornographic moans to spill out of your mouth. Your walls clenched from nothing and Ellie could see it. She inserted her tongue into you and it felt so good you could scream.

“Gonna cum on my face baby? I can feel it.” She teased and sucked on your clit harder. You felt it coming and there was a knot in your stomach.

“Gonna cum els.. I- fuck” The knot in your stomach snapped and your orgasm washed over you. Ellie fucked you through it, tongue lapping up all of your juices.

“You want more baby?” She asked and you nodded pathetically. She kissed you and you tasted yourself on her tongue. She then took of her jeans, revealing a black strap. Your mouth opened slightly, shocked at the sight in front of you.

She made her way over to you and gripped your hips tightly, pulling you to the edge of the bed. She swiped the strap between your folds, lubing itself up. You moaned softly at the contact.

She then inserted your cunt with no warning and you gasped softly. She slowly started moving her hips and you moaned. The strap was moving against her clit as she sped up. Your moans grew louder as she thrusted into you.

“You just needed me to fuck the attitude outta you, hm baby?” Ellie said as she went faster into your cunt.

“N-needed it s-so bad els.” You managed to stutter out. It was so hard to talk because of the overwhelming pleasure that was building up inside of you.

She continued to fill you up as she groaned every time the strap rubbed her clit. Your moans grew louder as you felt your second orgasm building up.

The strap continued to crush your g-spot over and over. It was like nothing you had ever experienced. It even made you see stars.

“Fuck ellie… ‘M gonna- im gonna…” You moaned out before you came all over her thighs and your sheets.

She prolonged your orgasm and pulled out. “You did so good for me baby.” She said as she removed the strap on and went to the bathroom.

You whined as she left and she came back with a wet towel. She carefully cleaned you up. You hissed when the towel met your achey cunt.

“I know, its okay im almost done.” Ellie said. It calmed you down as she cleaned you up. She then laid down next to you. She cuddled you and started to speak.

“I’ve wanted this for so long. Teasing you was the only way I could get your attention. ‘M sorry.” She said as she stroked your hair lovingly.

“Its okay els. I’ve wanted this for a long time too.” You say as you begin to close your eyes. You were exhausted and being with Ellie calmed you down.

“Goodnight baby.” She said as she kissed your forehead and turned off the lamp next to your bed. You fell asleep in her arms and you had the best sleep of the year.

a/n again: sorry this is ass but this is my first time writing so😭

#ellie williams #ellie x you #ellie tlou #ellie x reader #ellie williams smut #tlou #tlou fanfiction #tlou part 2 #tlou smut #enemies to lovers #smut #angst #ellie williams angst #fluff #ellie williams fluff

[butdjgn]

Hey babiesss

Doing another Xavier Thrope imagine cause I’m obsessed with him 🤭

Tw: rough seggsy time, slight dirty talk, alcohol.

Close enough

Xavier thrope x fem reader

It was finally Friday, the last day before Christmas break and I was so excited to leave physics.

Ding*

Oh it’s Xavier, what does he want? I open the message curiously.

Come to my party Saturday?

I was shocked, I never really been to his house. Probably like once or twice but I never really stayed there for longer than 10 minutes. I was kind of honored in a way to be invited over. I mean he really does stay to himself.

“I’ll be there.”

I text back to him.

*time skip wooshh*

It’s the next day, and im pretty nervous going to his house. He didn’t text me yet and I don’t want to show uninvited even though he did yesterday.

*call from Xavier*

Hey y/n

Hey Xavier

Are you ready? Im about to leave to come pick you up.

Um, yeah I’m just finishing my hair.

Okay I’m on the way then. I’ll be there in about..20 minutes.

*short pause*

Did you just look at your wrist with no watch.

No..

*giggles* you’re dumb

*laughs* okay pumpkin , I’ll be there soon.

Okay

Alright. (You could hear his smile through the phone)

The way he makes me feel bro. The slightest amount of affection he gives me, I just don’t know what to do with myself.

*another time skip woooshhh

We got there and everyone is there. It’s like he left the party to make sure I was coming, but anyway we sit in a circle. I’m pretty drunk sitting in the couch laughing at everything (kind of embarrassing) I started laughing at this random guys jokes cause the alcohol made everything funny for some reason.

Xavier gives me that serious jealous look.

“Y/n” he calls me over

I look at him with confirmation

“Come sit with me” he pats his lap

I wash shocked but I did it anyway. I chose to lay Horizontal on him. We’ve never even been this close before. But the alcohol made it seem just right. We just sunk in each other at that point. His warm body touching my cold self. Me laying my head against his broad shoulder. I could easily fall asleep right now if I wanted to. He’s so comfortable to me.

Still playing the game with his friends, he slowly started to rub his hand on my leg. His hands, his beautiful, ling, skinny hands on me. I started to breathe heavy, just by his touch. He does it so slowly, I- I don’t know what to do. I look up and his neck was so close to my lips. I know he was “claiming” me from that other boy, I didn’t even know his name, but I was so focused on Xavier touching me. The tension was there, he knew what he was doing to me..

He wins the game after a few minutes.

“YEAHH, YOU FUCKING SUCK” he says to Alex.

Alex looks defeated shaking his head.

Okay I’m done playing. He looks at me touching my leg still.

“Do you wanna get more alcohol with me?”

I nod and get off of him shortly.

“We’ll be back guys”

They all understood and continued the party while we left.

Before we left the house Xavier made sure I had in my jacket cause he knew it was chilly out. Before opening to door he whispers in my ear.

“Wanna go to my shed? I want to show you something”

“I don’t know, are you going to kill me?”

He laughs. “Never”

“Okay” I said with a grin.

We rode his bike there and we get there. He unlocks it looking down at me. He opens the door and motions me to go first. I look at him and see all the paintings he’s made. Most of them look like me.

“Yes, I’ve painted you.”

I look at him with confusion.

“I’m obsessed with you y/n, I crave you every single second. I can’t stand the thought of you being with, talking with, or even laughing with another guy. I want you to myself.” He confesses.

“Can I tell you something also?”

He looks at me with curiosity.

“I feel the exact same way”

He smiles and leans in kissing me with his soft lips. Breathing heavier and heavier with every slow kiss we do. Fuck I can’t stand it. His hands raise under the back of my neck keeping me close. He leans me toward the table he draws on and he lifts my legs sitting me on the table. We make eye contact the whole time. He unzips his jacket and unzips mine. He lifts my legs once more hugging my thighs with his humongous hands.

He kisses me once more and takes off my pants leaving me with just my underwear.

“Lace? Nasty girl” he says grinning.

He takes off my panties and spreads my legs open just for him. He admires it for a moment and leans down face to face with it. He licks it lightly with his warm, wet tongue. He looks up at me seeing my reaction. He giggles because of it. “You are so adorable y/n.” He licks again but with more pressure and a faster pace. I pull on his long hair showing him he’s doing an amazing job.

He inserts his two middle fingers. I roll my eyes back moaning loud enough I wish the world could hear on how good he was eating me out.

“I think I’m comingg”

He doesn’t fasten his pace, he continues his pace letting me cum on his fingers. He smiles showing me my cum on his fingers. No man has ever made me cum. I could say I love him right now. He kisses my thighs before getting back up again. He looks at me with admiration. His small shy grin was so cute to me. He slowly unbuckles his belt and unbutton his pants slowly just for me to watch. He knew I loved his hands. I sit up feeling his b0ner through his boxers. “Wow” I said surprised of his size. I get impatient and peek at it. It’s so thick and wet. My mouth started to water, It looks so tasty.

“I want to taste you” I said looking up at him. He grins and he leans his body on the table next to me, motioning me to do it. I get off the table and take off his boxers. His dick so close to my face. I lick the sides teasing him, seeing him become weak, narrowing his eyebrows upwards. I suck on just the tip because that’s the most sensitive spot. He leans his head back not holding back any moans. He fixes my hair and pull it to the side welcoming me to his body. I suck on the entire thing unexpectedly just to see his reaction. He almost wines trying to cover it up with a actual moan. I smile and continue pleasing him.

His facial expression were so beautiful to me, like one of his paintings. The thing I loved about what I was doing was his unbreakable eye contact with me. Pleading me to never stop. He moans some more getting weaker and weaker. “I can’t take this anymore” he lifts me up back on the table lifting my legs in a rush. He inserts himself unexpectedly but yet slowly. His mouth opened the entire time. He’s all the way in and his arms on each side of my body. “You feel so fucking good y/n”.

He starts thrusting and kisses me knowing I can’t kiss him back from how good he feels inside me. He dick fits so perfectly inside. It hits my spot so perfectly and effortlessly. He makes sure we were looking at eachother the whole time. “Don’t you dare look away from me y\n” I nod at him and we continue. He lifts himself up from the table and pulls me down more from my thighs letting himself get deeper inside. With my legs on his shoulders, He kisses my legs thrusting into me. The feeling was so good, I felt like I was melting. I couldn’t think straight. “Mmmm I’m coming y/n” “please come on me. I want every single fucking drop” he smiles at my dirty talk. He fastens his pace. And soon cums on my stomach. He kisses me once more and puts on his boxers and finds a clean rag for him to wipe his cum off me. He does so and helps me put my clothes back on.

“You did amazing y/n” he pats my head.

“No you” I said shyly.

We get back to the party and we had fun with the night while it was still there.

#dirty fanfic #xavier thrope imagine #xavier thorpe smut #xavier thorpe #Xavier thrope x reader #wednesday #smut #Wednesday ff #fanfic #pov #xavier x reader #xavier x y/n

[tardlard]

hazbin hotel redesign part 2/?? (since i felt creative and the last one was received okay! lore below :3)

BACKGROUND: husk was a gambling addict when he was alive, surrounding himself with "hang in there" posters whenever situations got tough and being able to sneakily cheat in solitaire (which is why hes a cat lolzies) -now in hell, he made a living by becoming an overlord of the pride ring's casino motel, but then met alastor. the two got along, but its clearly toxic from how alastor treats the poor guy. husk stays by the radio demon's side nonetheless, the two becoming really bad business partners and 'friends'. (his soul isnt owned hurrah) -alastor drags him and nifty to the happy hotel, run by the dynamis angel charlie morningstar. he decides to roll with it, becoming an overlord sponsor and the hotel's bartender. 👍

DESIGN CHOICES: i wanted husk to look more like a bartender and a gambler, changing his attire and giving him an actual shirt :3 -his design originally wasnt that bad (surprise it wasn't made entirely by vivzie), but i felt like it was a little too cluttered and bland at the same time -i feel like he shouldn't be so skinny, considering he's supposed to be an alcoholic who loves cheap booze, so i fattened him up a bit :3 -his claw is supposed to act as a cork screw since he works at the hotel bar -i removed his wings, i just felt like they didnt fit his design or theme well (sorry wing lovers -made his color palette less red, adding in some gold n green -FUCK THE TOPHAT BRO LET HIS HAIR BREATHE -i didn't give him shoes despite him being an overlord n all, but its due to cats sweating through their feet and using their paws as a stealth advantage!!

CONCEPT SO FAR: -so, charlie goes to the seraphim and blabbers out her ideas, faithful in heaven being accepting and fully siding with her dream. but, approval's iffy, and it takes a while before heaven decides to go along with it (albeit they shit on her constantly for it). sent down with keekee, now her trusty book of sinner backgrounds and hotel embodiment/key, she gets to work on advertising her happy hotel!!! -first to arrive to the hotel is vedika (my vaggie rename), a fallen angel with the intent of guarding charlie and providing for the hotel itself. (not revealing she was an exterminator, and now these lesbians get SLOW BURN) -as they advertise, the infamous radio demon finds the idea of an angel wanting to redeem SINNERS entertaining, so he shows up and drags along husker and nifty to help around. (hes more evil here, me and my homies HATE alastor) -then they find a demon to bring along as the example/star of the redemption idea, angel dust (now more related to his mafia background, no more porn jokes guys11!!), and attempting to get him clean so heaven doesnt make fun of charlie as much feel free to critique me! im not the brightest in character design, so it'd be helpful to get any tips and tricks with my design! be nice tho, im just a gyal might do another 😋(is it obvious i had a warrior cats phase)

#my art #tardlard design #hazbin critical #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel husk #anti spindlehorse #anti vivziepop #i dont support vivziepop #character redesign #rewrite #rough draft #they did him so dirty #drunk cat :3 #illustration #i am so tired #hazbin hotel critical #hazbin hotel criticism #hazbin hotel critique #vivzie critical

[venoti]

My fragment of Hope

(Supposed to be a one shot but it got too long)

Pt: 1

Summary: When the ultimate lucky student, Nagito Komeada, meets the ultimate unlucky student.

— The hope he ached for was suddenly missing when he looked into your eyes. That’s when he realized the hope he desperately wanted wasn’t the talent, but you.

But what do you know? He’s just a man obsessed with hope, and you despised it.

—

You groaned at the suns vibrance as it blinded your eyes. Almost with instinct you pick up your hand covering the sun. Where were you? An island? How? It was too many questions that only made your head hurt. Before getting the chance to even grasp what was happening you suddenly felt an object in your pocket, you couldn’t recognize it as your belonging. But it spoke for its self. “Get all the hope fragments from your classmates to continue this trip!”

My classmates! The last place you were at was school. It made you realize, at least you weren’t alone here.

But it was weird.. you couldn’t remember them. And you had to be just as useless too. Ultimate Unlucky student? It was—

You felt a sudden gasp leave your lips as your body hit the soft milky sand. You would’ve just screamed if your face wasn’t flat on the ground. You swayed your head to remove the remaining particles left on your face before turning to your feet. It was your white shoe lace that laid on the ground. Huh. -Was I lucky enough it wasn’t on the cement?- it was weird to have a sudden touch of hope. But it didn’t last with your situation, stomach first on the ground while you awkwardly turned behind you.

You quickly picked yourself up from the ground. Your cloths were nothing flashy at that so there was no need to worry about all the sand that covered you. What did you expect with your luck anyway. You finished the now tied shoelace, wondering where to go now.

“Ah- Hello!” You flipped your head to a voice, what you saw was a pale skinny man that was slowly walking towards you. His hair was messy, tall, and questionable fashion choice. But you couldn’t talk, you didn’t look any better.

You slowly waved. “Hello..” It came to you, friendship fragments!— or whatever it was. You two must be the first ones awake from the island.. on this side at least.

“I don’t mean to disturb you with my presence” He murmured having a guilty look smeared on his face. “—but the names nagito komeada” He continued. “Ultimate Lucky Student”

“Hm..?” You say in disbelief. You tried to keep a poker face but it didn’t matter. Nagito already knew, Your body language said it all.

“Is something wrong? Im sorry if it was me—“

“No!.. it’s just.. nevermind. The name is Y/n L/n. Ultimate unlucky student” Your shock easily became relatable to him after those words.

“Unlucky?” He questioned. A awkward silence filled our throats. It was almost like tension “Hah.. what do I even say? I’m lucky to meet you” He had a sudden look that you couldn’t picture, but it quickly disappeared once he looked into your eyes.

For some reason- no it was obvious that you were being weirded the fuck out. “How can you say that? At least you have good purpose. I’m just here so people can feel better about themselves” You said with a faint laugh.

“But your such wonder can’t go to waste. It’s.. hopeful“

“Oh really?” He just nodded while looking to the side. For some you guys lacked the need to talk, it was probably circumstance that made you guys want to explore more. “It was nice meeting you.” You murmured watching him slowly walk away after those words.

“It was nice seeing another person.. bye y/n” he last said before disappearing. I felt a beep in my pocket. One friendship fragment obtained.

You rolled your eyes before turning back to the water, it was beauty if you had to be honest. If you were gonna be trapped at least it could be something you can even slightly enjoy with your luck, which was none.

“God damn it.. what is up with me?” You say tugging at a strand of hair, you start waking down the beach to clear your mind. But he was lingering in your head. For starts you knew he was much more than just a smiley man. He was weird enough already, so what could be making you so interested?

“Hope.” You say looking at the ground. That’s the first word you can think of when it was him. You want to know him. Why were you desperate?

You tried to relax your body on a tree to daze off, but instead you were threatened with a coconut falling on your head. “Ow- fuck!”

— NAGITO POV

Hope. It was all I thought about. it’s all this island really means to me. “Hmm..”

Unlucky student. For some reason I had a hard time understanding that talent. But it didn’t lack what I craved. Especially since all I yearned for is the hope that it can spread—! ..maybe she would understand.. maybe.

For some reason she itched more than the fact I was trapped here. Would our talents balance each other? I looked up again remembering the clear unreal environment surrounding me, but there was something in my gaze.

A person? I walked up seeing a dazed brown haired man laying on the sand. “Hello..?”

—TIME SKIP first night (Y/n POV )

What I thought was gonna be a silent fun experience, a trip with people I can.. somewhat relate too, turned into my biggest nightmare. How can I trust them after learning the fact they can kill me? Was it my luck? It only made my head throb. And laying in this bed didn’t help. I looked around my room as a plush caught my eye, that damn bear.

Maybe a walk could help. What am I thinking? My bad luck, going out into a place where anyone can murder me..? I did the opposite of what I should do, Listen to my gut.

I jumped off the bed throwing on a jacket and started to slowly open the door.

It was well cared of and was noiseless from all the other times I used it. So why now!? A loud creak echoed from the door once I silently nudged it open. It made me take a pause, I was too dazed to give up now. I tip-toed off the deck, walking towards the dining room. It was a relaxing feeling that I could remember from when I first woke up, when things were normal.

Normal. Monokuma I swear once I leave this place—

I was awoken from my daze when a voice was behind me.

“What are you doing outside the cabin?” I jumped suddenly having instincts. I quickly went into the self defense positions Akane taught me, but I felt my arms fall gently down to my sides realizing who it was. He kept his distance being full aware of the situation. Of course it was him, him and his luck finding me too.

“Do you plan to kill me Nagito? I didn’t expect anyone else to be out following me.” I mumble, but loud enough for him to hear. He laughed facing the ground.

“Trust me, I didn’t follow you. And who knows.. you can kill me just as much. Not that I would mind-“

“Trust is a strong word, you know that the most.” I say, but in the moment of silence I started to ease up myself. “And It would be too risky anyway.” Nagito hummed enjoying your way of thinking. I slowly watched him walk off to flicker up lights I didn’t know existed, it helped me take a better look at him.

“So.. why are you out here?” He asked “Not that I deserve to know..”

“I could ask you the same thing.” He took a glance at you but shrugged. He didn’t seem like someone to pressure anyone. “..but I just wanted to take a walk to cool my mind from the situation”

“I guess I could say the same thing” He hushed. We took a few minutes of silence together before he broke it. “It’s crazy..” I perked my head at him, listening. “The ultimates have to work together needing hope if whether or not they can trust eachother. It’s so..”

His eyes.. it’s the same eyes from the first time. “—So absurd.” I say breaking his trance of thinking.

“Ah.. I’m sorry. I got too relaxed” I nodded gently, about to take a step towards him. These damn shoe laces— I felt my body trip to the harsh wooden floor board that created a huge bang noise. Would that bear care if I’m here?

I took a pause grasping the situation before quickly standing up. I brushed my elbows that took most of the fall. “Pfft..” I heard silent laughter next to me. I huffed turning away.

“I don’t wanna hear it..” I mumble bitting my cheek.

“I’m sorry! I really am” That didn’t help at all since I could still hear his muffled laughter. But.. it made me laugh as well ..and this time it was real from him. Not that facaded smile he always showed off.

Once it died down we both took a seat. “I never thought I would be here with you” I say wanting to enjoy the “normal” demeanor I got from him.

“I feel the same! Graced in your presence.” ..that’s a weird way to respond but I guess we’re getting somewhere.

“Did you rely on luck to find me?” I asked. It honestly had him startled with how off topic it was. “Or maybe I’m stupid.”

“I wouldn’t underestimate someone so hopeful like you—“ I’m usually a composed person, but sometimes I lose myself from my mind.

“Why do you talk like that? Like I’m some.. some.. I don’t know! I’m not anyone special” I say, but it sounded more damanding than the truth. “It’s just frustrating sometimes”

That’s when it hit me. Why am I suddenly attacking him? “-Sorry.” I gasp rubbing my palms. “The situation is getting to me” I try to excuse myself back to my room but I felt a hand leech on to my arm. Normally, I would instantly pull myself away. But for some reason I wanted to listen.

“I can’t do anything with how I see things. But trust me— If you even can.. your like a friend” I was too flushed to really try and identify if whether or not he was telling the truth. But I stayed. Was this a feeling of trust? His hand slowly slid down to mine. I didn’t know if I should pull away.

“Do you really even want to even be near me with my luck?” I say looking down to him gently holding my hand.

“I thought it was my job to degrade myself.” I gave him a silent look. “..haha.”

“Your funny you know?”

“Am I?” I couldn’t tell if it was a mutual feeling but I enjoyed being here.

“Ok ok.. now let go of me funny guy—“

“APUPUPU! What are you doing my students! Back to the cabins, I’m getting tired of this monkey business..” We both jumped back from Monokumas sudden appearance. My mouth gaped at him while Nagito had a nonchalant look as if this happens everyday. “Your lucky it’s the first day! Don’t let me catch you again unless you really want to be killed!.. can’t even leave them unsupervised for even a minute” Monokuma murmured the last part to himself.

I know it was meant to be a threat but it was funny coming from a small bear. We turned to each other muffling our laughter. Nagito stood up from the table following me down the stairs, we didn’t split ways till reaching the cabins. “It’s supposed to be an island of despair.. but this was pretty fun Y/n.”

“I can say the same.” We both took a final look before heading our opposite directions. He was.. definitely someone I could remember. I almost forget about my own talent. After stepping into my cabin I threw my shoes by the door and went to unzip my sweater. “Hmp.. why.. won’t.. you..!” I say struggling to pull it down. Did it jam!?

TIME SKIP day of the party.

It was spotless, cleared, and even prepared for the occasion Byakuya planned. It was good to trust nagito. But it still lingered in my head, how was it him the one that lost? When I’m the ultimate unlucky student? It almost made me feel unsure how “ultimately lucky” he is.

But in his defense it was a awkward position between me and nagito. There was only a stick left while everyone else grabbed their own. In his words, out of guilt he decided to take it for me. By now I’ve forgotten the whole mess but decided to enjoy what was in front of me.

I said a simple hello to the girl at the front door, her name is chiaki nanami. She was the person you could never hate. We shared a simple conversation before I finally walked in.

“WELCOMEE!!” A energetic girl screamed out for me. I just silently laughed before waving back. After looking around the main room I noticed everyone else was here already, but fuyuhiko. I started greeting the others finally getting the chance to talk and interact with everyone a little bit more.

“Haha! Nice to meet you twig!” The coach cheered in delight, his sidekick agreed next to him.

“..nice to meet you too..!” I murmured trying to decide if that was a compliment or not.  Their names were Nekomaru and Akane, there was a lot of things to thank them for but I left them to their.. moment. They both seemed out of it, probably hungry?

“Your pretty lucky for once” I heard peko murmur behind me. Well that’s not a thing I usually hear.

“How come?”

“There was a situation about dangerous weapons being in the food, skewers to be exact. It just made a huge ruckus”

“Really?” I gasped, but realized exactly why that would happen. “I mean coming from byakuya I guess he would be worried about every chance of death” I last say before watching her walk away.

..

“My dark devas sense it coming from.. you!!!” I heard from the distance, I turned my head seeing Gundham point towards me.

“W-What?”

“Oh shut it dude! It’s just a woman! Are you scared of them or something?” Kazuichi scoffed trying to scold him. Huh.. thanks—

“Maybe gundham is speaking truth!” A blonde princess said behind him. Really!? You too? ..for once thanks kazuichi—

“Ah- miss Sonia!? Your right! She’s been giving weird vibes” ok, nevermimd mind then.

“Not like that! Hmp.. she’s a wonderful girl. If you were listening to what we were saying, it was about who was most likely to be a princess!” Gundham and her laughed together.

“O-Oh..” Kazuichi begged on his knees for forgiveness. “I’m sorry miss Sonia!”

I loved them really. Gundham was a fun guy to be with, kazuichi was easily a relatable person, and Sonia just really had the heart of someone to a throne. But what just happened.

“Ew-! Stay away pig barf!” The dancer groaned on the side talking to the doctor. Mikan cried in response walking away from her. Some people aren’t as nice.

I suddenly heard the room get loud when we were finally allowed to eat from the one and only Teru Teru, I will say he is quite.. weird.. but his food never disappoints. I looked around already seeing people shove their face in it, like Akane who is now thriving after some food.

I only laughed about to grab a plate of my own but I soon guessed a familiar presence behind me. It was Nagito and hajime. They both slowly walked in with a laugh before splitting up around the room. I couldn’t help but find myself staring at—

“Care to eat? Can’t have you starving” Nagito said. He lightly laughed at my face, I didn’t expect him to walk towards me first.. I just rolled my eyes in response before grabbing a plate for me and him. After walking around a bit, we slowly found ourselves to the near back of the room after he grabbed his own beverage. I took one bite and my whole word suddenly lit up. “Good, Right?” He asked.

“Amazing.” I grin, still taking my time consuming what was on my plate. He also took a small bite before turning back to me.

“Wow.. I didn’t expect anything less from Teru Teru!” I just laughed at his expression. We ate in silence together, and it was peaceful. Seeing everyone have fun, eating, interacting, It was like a dream. A reassurance that I’m one of their classmates— “I should’ve said it before but you look pretty” I almost choked on my food from his words. is this really a dream? I punched my throat, forcing the food down before looking up at him eye to eye.

“Why did you say that so suddenly?.. I always look like this.” I question, raising a teasing eyebrow at him.

“Just thought you’d like to know” I felt my face go hot. What is up with him? Since when did he start saying stuff like this!?

I mumbled some words trying to avoid the fact he was looking at me. “If we’re doing that then you look—“

*BEEP BEEP*

“..what was that?” I last say before everything in my vision turned into pitch black. The lights went out..?

I heard people yell out in response trying to identify who and what was around the room. Doing the same, I grabbed on to the table to try and move around in the dark. But instead the cloth slipped out of hand making me trip. “O-Ow!” I groaned also feeling a plate of food fall on top me, probably making a mess. Where was nagito..? Wasn’t he just right next to me.. I assumed the best that he was trying to walk around. I jumped up from the floor with adrenaline, I couldn’t tell what was happening anymore. It was only foot steps and voices.

The lump in my throat grew bigger, what if— I shook my head, there’s no way.. we’re classmates. Why would someone do such a thing? “Is everyone alright?” I tried to say. Am I stupid? Why would anyone be ok!?

But suddenly, the darkness disappeared. My eye twitched at the suddenly light but it was a lot better than darkness. I looked around and saw..

“M-Mikan!? Why are you..” I hush turning my head away from her erotic pose. Everyone else felt the same as Sonia finally helping her out. We gathered up in a circle, finally seeing Nagito. I’ll.. I’ll ask later. They went on about kazuichi and the lights till an actual point stood out. “So we.. don’t know where Byakuya is?” I ask. They looked around and all I got was nods.

We all decided to start looking for him, I mean we had too. He promised to protect us and we had to do the same. I first started with the back, I assumed we would also be someone to start looking for lights. “You think he was murdered?” I recognize that raspy voice, and sometimes I wish I didn’t.

“No.” I say with ease. He smiled at my response and internally decided to join my investigation. Although it meant nothing since personally, I’m not good at this type of stuff.. before we could continue room by room we heard everyone call for us. Quickly we ran over seeing everyone’s gaze on one table. I felt my entire world crash smelling the blood. Was I gonna vomit?

I turned my head away covering my mouth hearing the screams after seeing a dead body. I felt my eye Dilate trying to force myself to look, I had to be useful.. I didn’t.. wanna be there for no reason. Turning my head around I felt a cold hand reach the top of my fingers. I knew who it was, and I didn’t bother to look. With that comfort I brought myself to look. God. I’ll miss him. I can’t let the murderer get away with this.

I wanted to have my own justice monologue in my head but there was one more thing I had to do. “Thanks.” I whisper to him before investigating, who knew that would be on the few last times I will ever see him as a normal person.

TIME SKIP after first trial.

Teru Teru was found guilty for murder, we couldn’t believe it. Until we had to watch his merciless execution that felt like hours. It only made the room go into panic, despair. It showed how serious this game really was. But I only had one thought throughout the trial. Nagito komeada, the man I thought I could most relate too.

I held on to my chest while my throat tighten. Was the man in front of me.. really Nagito? I should’ve known he was more than just a sweet guy, so why did I still let you get into my head? I tried to look at the person who was willing to kill and sacrifice in the name of hope, it was disgusting. I almost gagged trying to look at him.

“Nagito.. Are you serious?” He was too busy in his own daze before realizing who took notice into him. He only shared a cheeky smile.

“It had to be done, if only it was me that really did it.. but I enjoyed our time together. I hope you understand—“

“Understand what!? That your fucking crazy! For once I really thought I found someone to— to trust..” I started to let my emotions take over my voice. I tried to keep my mouth shut since it didn’t seem to mean anything to him.

But the more I tried to kept silent, it just made me even more pissed off. How could he not feel guilty for toying with me like I was just some stepping stone? Holding my hand? Comforting me? I should’ve left the dining room before ever feeling his hand on mine. He kept on taking and talking.. I just wanted too—

“I hate you so.. so much if it even mattered anymore. Don’t ever touch me again you damn scum” I say before storming out. I could hear Sonia’s voice calling after me but everyone else knew there was no point. Even so I could care less about what happened to him with the rest of the group, either it be death or trapping him in a room.

“As long as I don’t have to see his pathetic face” I mumble to myself trying to stop my face from crying, I couldn’t let him get any satisfaction. But I knew I was going too anyway. The liquid substance falling from my eye proved it. I wiped it off before fidgeting with my sweater. All I knew is i wanted to stab my pillow with every single fiber of my body for even having the thought of trusting him.

When I finally met my room I slammed the door shut and locked it for my own sake. I’ve never wanted to go to sleep so bad. I laid myself on the bed while shoving my head into the pillow on the verge of screaming with tears falling down my now rosy cheek. I still found a way to fall asleep, but with the nightmare of waking up.

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AUTHORS NOTE: this was wow. WOWWOWW :v Also pt 2 is coming!! but don’t expect it to be quick :c this alone took me 4 days.. I will take suggestions for any character interactions (since the plan was to only show Nagito but I love everyone else too much) and any requested parts to the story! Like a free time event between you and him. ANYWAYSS hoped you enjoyed this!

#x reader #dangonronpa #danganronpa x reader #nagito komaeda #nagito x reader #fem reader #dr2 #goodbye despair #hajime hinata #kazuichi souda #sonia nevermind #dr2 goodbye despair #dr2 nagito #danganronpa nagito #ultimate lucky student

[belle--ofthebrawl]

Hey belle. Im feeling a bit shitty both physically and mentally today. Some shit was said and it's really fucking me up.

Would it be alright to ask for some Aeon and Rain or Dew comfort? Maybe some slow stuffs thrown in?

Or just a plain ol hug?

(Darling, always. I hope this helps.)

Even the ghouls get hit with post Ritual depression.

The tour is done. The adventure is over. They're home and they don't have to follow an insane schedule anymore. They're back to showers that work, beds that are comfortable and smell like each other, spacious rooms and delicious food. And Aeon had been deliriously happy until…until he wasn't.

It didn't make sense. How he could be so insanely happy one moment, hitting his sheets with a big grin on his face only to turn over, stare at the wall and feel the elation fade until he was left with this deep, heavy sadness right in the center of his chest. And he cried. Nothing big and emotional, but he blinked and the tears just started rolling down his cheeks. He scrubbed frantically at them in shock. What was he, a kit? Whining for attention?

His room, luxurious in what little space it had, felt alone and empty. His bed was cold, with no one to snore next to him, steal all the sheets. He should have loved it, loved the solitude. But it just made him feel worse.

He's up before he realizes, heading for the door and down the hallway. Towards Rain's room and the comforting scent of someone familiar.

When he knocks, Dew opens the door.

Aeon opens his mouth to apologize for bothering them but the fire ghoul takes one look at him and grabs his elbow.

"Sad boy incoming." He says to the lump of blankets, dragging Aeon in.

"Ready for landing." Comes Rain's sleepy voice. A skinny arm sticks out and yanks Aeon in as soon as he's close enough. The blankets swoosh over his head, Rain's hugging him tight and Dew slides in behind Aeon, tossing an arm over his waist.

"Uh-" Is all Aeon can manage.

"Be shoosh." Rain says, and kisses his forehead.

"We got you." Dew murmurs into his hair. "We've all been there. You're good, you're alright."

"Oh…" Aeon's throat is swelling up and the corners of his mouth are pulling down. When he takes a deep breath, it's shuddery and embarrassing but Dew and Rain don't seem to mind. They touch him gently, chastely, Rain peppering his face with kisses while Dew brushes his lips over Aeon's shoulders.

Soon, he's shuddering for an entirely different reason. Carefully canting his hips away so he doesn't bother Rain but the water ghoul just laughs softly and Aeon feels him tug both their waistbands down. He moans as a tentacle wraps around his cock, hot and textured and moving at just the right pace. Dew shoves his hand down and cups Aeon's balls, rolling them around in his warm palm while he lazily grinds his own hardening cock between Aeon's cheeks.

"Let go," Rain says, kissing the words right into his mouth.

"We've got you." Dew says, holding him tight. "You're alright."

With the way they cling to him, making him feel good, feel seen, feel loved... Aeon has to believe them.

"Thank you," He whispers back fervently. "Thank you."

#rain x aeon x dewdrop #rain ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #aeon ghoul

[miasmaghoul]

just saw an ad the fucking said "if you're not oozing then you're losing" and i think that's enough phone for today

...well i wasn't planning on writing tonight since im exhausted and can barely see straight, but i misread this as "if you ooze you lose" and that gave me an idea so LETS GO I GUESS

Aether doesn't quite know how he got here.

Well, no, he knows exactly how he got here. Dew hadn't really given him much of a choice.

It had been half an hour or so earlier, a quiet day off that Aether had been spending in the library. He'd been curled up on a sofa in front of the fireplace with his nose in a medical text when the little ghoul had found him. Dew had announced his presence by practically falling on top of Aether, forcing him onto his back so the fire ghoul could crawl up between his arms.

Aether could smell the weed on him, along with a pair of scents he recognized as Swiss and Rain. Dew's eyes had been red and glassy, his face pulled into a goofy grin and his hair into a messy bun. He was high high, and that was always a charming look on him.

"Hi," he'd said, burying his face in Aether's neck and breathing deep. Aether had chuckled, setting his book on the floor and wrapping an arm around the little ghoul instead.

"Hi yourself," he'd run his hand along Dew's spine and the fire ghoul had groaned in that specific way that told Aether he was really feeling it. "You're in space, aren't you?"

"Mmm," Dewdrop had started mouthing at his neck, warm lips grazing his stubble, only to pause after a moment. "Fuck, I'm too high to think of a Uranus joke."

Aether had laughed, loud and boisterous, shaking his head and dragging Dew up for a kiss. Lazy and deep, the little ghoul granted him entry at the first flick of Aether's tongue over his lip. He'd melted into the kiss immediately, another sure sign that Dewdrop was baked into oblivion.

"Are the other two as high as you?" Aether had asked when they broke for air, sliding a hand up the back of Dew's shirt. The fire ghoul had hummed and nodded, kissing the corners of his mouth. "So why are you here, firefly? Not that I'm complaining, but you don't usually stray this far."

"Need your help," he'd said, tugging Aether's lip with gentle fangs. Dew's eye's had been lidded but filled with obvious mischief.

"Oh?" Aether had chuckled, resting his free hand on Dew's ass and giving it a firm squeeze. Dew had chirped and wriggled against him, fixing him with a playful grin.

"We're gonna play a game," he'd announced, "me 'n Rain made it up, but we need your help." Dew had kissed him again then, just as loose and open as before, but with something starting to approach urgency. Aether had felt himself starting to chub up against Dew's thigh - he was pretty sure the little ghoul was giving him a contact high.

"What kind of game?"

A massive grin had been his only answer, and before Aether knew it he was being yanked from the couch and dragged into the hall. But Aether had followed anyway - it's not like he was doing anything interesting, and he knew first hand what sort of "games" Dew comes up with in this state.

Still, he hadn't expected this.

"One more time," Aether says, staring at the pair in front of him. "Just...from the top." He waves a hand and Dew groans from where he sits on the mattress, pressed into Rain's side. Their hands are all over each other, always so tactile when they're like this. Swiss seems to be slightly less affected, sitting in a chair next to Aether and watching them grope.

"'s not that complicated, Aeth!" Dew sounds exasperated, and Aether supposes he knows why. This is probably the fourth time he's asked for clarification. Dewdrop stands and Rain makes a sad noise that has Swiss moving immediately, pulling the water ghoul into his lap and nosing behind his ear. Dew plops himself in Aether's lap with no regard for either of their obvious erections.

"Humor me," he says with a crooked smile, resting large hands on Dew's skinny waist and trying not to stare at the way Swiss was now fondling Rain through his boxers. Dewdrop huffs, wriggling to make himself comfortable and resting one hand over Aether's obvious bulge.

"You're gonna fuck me."

"Right, I got that," Aether confirms, sighing when Dew gives him a squeeze.

"And Swiss is gonna fuck Rainy at the same time," Dew continues, gesturing over his shoulder. Swiss gives them a thumbs up with the hand that hasn't made its way into Rain's underwear. "With me so far?"

"Yeah," Aether nods, "I get that part, it's just-"

"Then," Dew interrupts, shushing Aether by volume alone, "you're both gonna cum in us. Get us all full, right?"

Aether groans at that, throbbing under Dew's touch. He nods. He gets all that, has no problem with it. It's just-

"Then we gotta hold it allllll in for as long as we can," Rain singsongs, pulling his face from where it's buried in Swiss's neck. "And the first one to leak is the loser!"

"Right," Dew says with a nod, grinning down at Aether again. "You ooze, you lose!"

Aether pinches the bridge of his nose and groans.

"And what happens to the loser?"

"He has to eat the load out of the winner's ass!" Dew says it like it's obvious, like this isn't the weirdest proposition he's come up with in...well, probably not all that long, if Aether sat down and thought about it.

He stares up at Dew, at the joy in his fanged grin. At the little dimples in his cheeks and the crinkles at the corners of his bloodshot eyes. He can never say no to that face and the fire ghoul knows it. Aether groans again and lets his head thump against the back of his armchair.

"I'm not high enough for this," he gripes.

Dew giggles - giggles - and scrambles to his nightstand. He returns with a joint fat enough to get even Mountain stoned in half a puff and holds it out in an open palm. Aether eyeballs it for a moment, watching Dew sway on his feet, boxers straining. He sighs and takes the offering, Dewdrop giving him an excited chirp in return, the little ghoul bouncing on his heels. Aether sticks one end between his lips and doesn't have to ask Dew to light it for him. He inhales long and slow, gripping Dew by the shirt and dragging him closer until their mouths graze each other. Aether lets the smoke pour from his lips and Dew drinks up all he can.

"Okay, fine," Aether says, taking another, smaller puff and blowing it over Dew's head to watch him chase it. "On the bed," he says with a wave, "Swiss, come back. Let's watch them play for a bit first."

Swiss gives Rain one last fondle before depositing the rather boneless water ghoul on the bed for Dew to wrangle. He nabs the joint from Aether while they watch, passing it back and forth while the other two make a show of stripping their shirts and boxers. They're sitting at the edge of the bed with their legs spread and stroking one another before Aether decides he's ready, standing and stripping his own shirt to the chorus of sweet little moans they're both letting out. Swiss is already naked in his chair, finishing off the joint and looking as pleasantly stoned as Aether feels.

"Alright," he breathes, tossing his tee onto the pile of clothes on the floor. "Are we ready to play?"

Dew makes an adorably excited sound, nodding and wrestling out of Rain's grip. He pads over to Aether, pretty pink cock wet at the tip and wagging between his legs. He leans up on his tiptoes and throws his arms around the larger ghoul's neck. Aether gives him a peck on the lips and Dew nuzzles into his shoulder.

"Fuck yeah, let's beat these losers," he slurs, and Aether laughs. He pushes Dew back, smiling down at him.

"Firefly, who says I want you to win?" Dew's face falls in an instant as Aether's smile goes dark at the edges.

"What?" It's a bare squeak, one that goes beautifully with the flush of Dew's cheeks. Aether turns him by the shoulders, the pair of them watching Swiss and Rain kiss all wet and clumsy. "Aeth, what-"

"Gonna get you so full that you have no choice," he croons, low and sweet.

Dewdrop shivers.

"C'mon baby," Aether pats him on the ass, "time to make a mess of you."

#miasma's work #the band ghost ficlet #aether ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #rain ghoul #swiss ghoul #i have no idea what this is you guys im so fuckin tired