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bisamwilson · 10 months

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34 and whatever pairing u want if u are still taking prompts :D

hi anon! thanks for the ask <3 #34: things you whispered in my ear (from this list) a bit of catws redux peggynat on this sunday night!

Peggy had learned to be a bit of an optimist during the war.

It was more out of necessity than anything, really, a way to keep her head afloat and her mind from straying into too many of the overly realistic negatives it tended to latch onto, but it was also partially a natural consequence of both knowing and loving Steve Rogers and his unflappable ability to keep going through anything at all.

Until he couldn't anyway.

That had, admittedly, put a bit of a damper on her optimism.

She finds it flagging even more now as she puts on her best fake smile and nods at the rather intrusive genius bar employee who got a little overly enthusiastic when Natasha had told him they were researching destinations for their honeymoon.

"OMG!" he'd said, as if that was any shorter than just saying the full phrase, clapping his hands together with a oddly heightened nervousness Peggy's not quite sure what to do with. "How long have you been together? Are you wearing a dress? Is she wearing a dress? Are you both wearing dresses? I'm totally an ally!"

She finds herself wishing he was less of an enthusiastic one, oddly enough. "We haven't quite sorted out the details, given we are still researching here, but your support is appreciated--" she squints down at his name tag, "--Adam."

Adam smiles with all his teeth and, despite the fact that she'd become a literal fugitive and had watched a quasi-friend, quasi-coworker die in the last twenty-four hours, she thinks it might be the most off-putting thing she's seen today. "Of course! Well, I'll, uh, let you two get back to it. Let me know if you need anything else! Love is love!"

Peggy smiles again and hopes it manages to reach her eyes before turning back to Natasha. "Do you have everything we need, darling?"

Natasha grins and grabs her hand, pulling her out of the Apple Store and into the main section of the mall. People are milling about in every direction; Peggy hopes they provide more cover than the glasses and cap that Natasha had given her earlier, but she thinks there's only so much that can truly distract from a 6'2" woman roaming around a random shopping mall.

She spots the first agent at the same time Natasha does if her tighter grip on Peggy's hand means anything.

She lets herself be dragged towards the escalator, keeping her head down and her posture more slouched than she's ever allowed. Natasha stops on the step just above her, putting them slightly closer to equal stature, and leans in as close as she can, exaggeratedly turning her gaze to the SHIELD agent on the opposite escalator before darting back to Peggy, all without moving the rest of her face.

"You should kiss me," Natasha whispers in her ear, and it runs a chill up her spine.

Logically, she knows it's a distraction tactic. She'd used it herself on occasion, when she was out in the field as a spy before she'd taken the serum.

Logic doesn't seem to make her heart beat any slower, nevertheless.

She bends down to kiss her despite hearing her own heart in her ears. She tastes like the cherry chapstick Peggy's found that Natasha tends to favor, and a few seconds' worth of a kiss is enough to make Peggy think she might favor it, too.

"First kiss since 1945?" Natasha asks as she pulls her towards the exit at the bottom of the escalator, hand still in hers despite the fact the ruse is unnecessary now.

Peggy raises her eyebrows as she hops in the seat of the car they'd "borrowed." "I'd wager that means I'm in need of a bit of practice?"

Natasha waggles her eyebrows. "Practice makes perfect, Peg."

Peggy laughs, but it comes out as little more than an exaggerated puff of air out of her nose. "Jersey first, Widow. Then perhaps practice. I've always liked to save the sweeter things for last."

Natasha just grins.

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littleblueberryartist · 1 year

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You've made your point, but at what cost.

Anyway did you know that Aristocratic era Nameless Bard descendant (anbd until we name the poor guy) was part of the Wanderer's Troupe? (Know that I pulled Kreuzlied's design out of my ass so he has the npc haircut until further notice)

#genshin impact #reversed fates au #Kreuzlied #Wanderer's Troupe #implied amputation tw #bet you weren't expecting traditional art outta me >:D #Anyway fucking rip to both of them lmao the Lawrence clan was not at all kind to anyone in the Wanderer's Troupe #or to people in general actually #aqua's doodles

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xiaoluclair · 1 year

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☕️my unpopular opinion (fanfic related) is: lestappen are so vanilla they have never even tried the simplest of kinks! And when they do they end up crying cause "just so wrong"

Also Lando is the kinkiest of the entire grid! He absolutely gets them the most horrifying (to them) gifts for literally any occasion just to watch them try to figure out how it works or what it does!

warnings: implied/referenced smut -- implied/referenced kinks -- my writing

word count: 826

Everybody knows the drill by now. Lando, Max, Charles, and - Lando is almost three hundred percent certain - Sassy. She's eyeing them from around the flowered E on Charles's piano (Present #3 - Max couldn't handle the feeling of petals getting in the way of Charles's skin apparently), tail looped through the end of an emotion she definitely isn't feeling. Jimmy is somewhere - probably out on the balcony playing with discarded solo cups. He's a macho man. Lando might join him at some point.

"Okay." The cushions sink beside him and Lando twists to throw his feet into Max's lap. Fingers fit to the bones of his ankles, warm through the white ankle socks. "Get this over with, mate."

Max sounds about as uncasual as he can sound while trying to sound casual. Which is to say, the air is practically tripping over the trepidation. Lando grins and grins wider when he hears the footsteps.

Charles pulls to a halt by the piano seat. "Oh no."

"Oh yes," says Lando with glee. He sits up straight, sliding free of Max's fingers. With a groan, Charles drops onto the floor by Max's feet (Present #11 - the smell of cheese was simply too persistent for Charles's fragile nose).

"Okay," he says, a man readying himself for the final fatal blow of a bludgeon. Regardless, the words bite out of him in punctured monagasque sounds. "What is it?"

Lando remains, wordlessly scratching an itch behind his ear.

"Mate," says Max. "Lando."

Continuing to the edge of his jaw, Lando hums, a laugh thrashing against his teeth as he keeps his face cool. Then his nail catches on a pimple, startling a wince out of him and completely ruining the jaded vibes he was going for. Fucking puberty.

"Lando," snaps Charles.

"What?" drawls Lando. Or, what he thinks is a drawl, and not simply the impression of someone with a swollen tongue. The other two are glaring shiftily at him now, and Max even twists to look behind the couch, hand disappearing between the cushions while Charles's gropes underneath.

"Where is it?" demands Max. "Lando, where-"

"Oh my god, is it already inside?"

The laugh is torn, rather viciously, from Lando's throat.

Suddenly scandalized, Charles's groping flies to his own ass, his ears, his crotch. Max watches, a sort of horror in his features and fingers floating in the air as if unsure whether he should help or stuff his own ears to block out voices.

Lando cackles. "No, you idiot. How the hell would I manage that?"

The look Charles throws him communicates enough, palms poised around his nostrils (Present #25 - pegs are for hanging clothes only, got it).

Max arms are raised defensively when he speaks. "Is it in this room?"

"Yup," says Lando cheerfully. This is going even better than planned, to be honest. The build up - teasing, edging, whatever the word - is, as always, the best part. (Present #26 - subsequently, rings are for specific purposes only. More specifically, Not This One, Lando!)

"Is it small?" asks Max, eyes flicking around.

"Hmm ... averages would suggest no."

"Can we see it?" presses Charles, over the sounds of Max threatening averages. He's still pressing fingers to his body, as if his subconscious still hasn't stopped believing the notion Lando could somehow squeeze an entire dildo into it completely inconspicuously.

Lando nods.

"Is it yellow?"

"A bit."

"Black?"

"Uh ... technically no, but also yes?"

"What the fu-"

"White?"

"Ha, yeah."

"Green?"

"A small bit." He makes the symbol with his fingers for the hell of it. Max and Charles fit like two floating heads of aggravation in the space between his index and thumb, shared glance of exasperation flying across the fingerprints.

"Red?" asks Charles, only then Max says, "Hang on," and his face starts to twist.

Lando raises his eyebrows. "Yes?"

Squinted, wide, blinking, narrow and protruding are the five emotional states Max's expression cycles through as Lando and Charles wait. Lando enjoys it particularly. Charles just touches Max's knee, looking so anxious it's almost not funny. But then Lando remembers the reason for it and it's not funny at all.

It's hilarious.

"Max," says Charles, gaze flitting over to where Lando is getting comfortable against the arm of the couch and Lando's pretty sure it lingers. "Are you-"

"He-" is all Max manages to get out, before simply twisting Charles cheek around and waiting for the message to sink in.

To help, because he is nothing if not helpful, Lando cheerily spreads his arms as far as they will go. "Surprise!"

The twin looks of terror are priceless and do nothing to hide the heavy swallow of Max's apple, nor the sharp dip of Charles's eyes.

This, thinks Lando with a grin, is going to be great.

(Present #31 - one small step for man, one giant orgasm for- JIMMY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING GET INSIDE BEFORE YOU CATCH A COLD-)

(*Present #31 - purge the earth of cats cockblockers.)

#xiao: writes #xiao: asks #asks: prompt #aya my beloved #this took agesss to finish lmao #but you said you like to be surprised to HA bet you weren't expecting THIS today ;P #ficlet: mv1.ln4.cl16 #norlestappen #f1 rpf

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i-bet-the-max-limit-is-32-symbol · 7 months

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lol

#lol #lmao #lel #homestuck #h0mestuck #I bet you weren't expecting that “0”#hehehehehe #I'm late to this but idc

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usedtobecooler · 1 year

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Omg your squirting fics are top tier. Please, please could I get something where the reader confesses that no guy has ever made her squirt it’s only been herself and it usually depends on how rough she goes at it, so Eddie is just heart eyes and wants to be the first to make her squirt for him.

Cue super soaker 🔫🔫🔫

i am absolutely fucking feral lmao

Pairing | Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Warnings | sexual content (18+ minors dni), fingering f receiving, squirting, dirty talk, groping, straight up smut

Word Count | 1.1k

"I'm telling you, Eds, nobody has ever been able to make me squirt before. Just myself but, like, I've really only done it real good once." You had been so sheepish, cheeks burning hot as you admitted this to him. How you got onto the topic you don't remember, but Eddie had always been nosey and pried at every little inch of your life.

"I bet I could make you squirt." Eddie's words had come out fast, blurted out like word vomit, his eyes wild like he's up to something "My fingers are skilled, don't you know."

You had rolled your eyes at him, shoving him playfully. You'd pondered it for a moment, expecting him to back out once you'd said - "Fine then, rockstar. Prove me wrong, put those fingers to good use."

You missed the way Eddie looked at you with heart eyes, the way his cock had kicked up in his pants at the thought of finally being able to get his hands on you. He'd grabbed your hand, pulling you out of your seat and tugging you through to his room.

That's how you ended up here, in this situation. Nuzzled tight between Eddie's spread legs in front of the floor length mirror in his room, leaning back against his front with your head rested on his shoulder.

He spread your legs apart roughly, had made you strip naked from the waist down and bent your legs up so he could get a good view of your wet cunt and thick thighs in the mirror. He had wanted you to watch him make you fall apart, make you watch yourself squirt and make a mess for him.

It was new, but you weren't nervous, as Eddie slid two expert fingers up and down your folds, getting the digits nice and wet before sinking them both into your cunt, crooking them and finding your spongey spot almost immediately.

Eddie was just so good at everything he put his mind to. You'd never had any doubt he'd be good at fucking, you'd heard whispers from some of the girls around town before and from what they'd said he knew his way around pussy, could have anybody folding for him.

"Is this okay?" Eddie asks, though his voice drips with confidence as you suck in a shuddery breath, nodding at his reflection and moaning. His doe eyes are watching you, flitting back and forth between your face and where his fingers sink into your cunt, wetness already dripping down the inside of his wrist.

You're turned into a moaning mess pretty quickly, Eddie's calloused fingertips pressing into your g-spot relentlessly, free hand roaming your clothed torso, dipping in through the neck of your shirt to give your tit a squeeze, fingertips grazing your nipple.

You're loud too, you know you are, the heat in your tummy increasing as you watch Eddie's lust blown eyes watching you, drinking in every little bit of your body like he wants to devour you. You know that his neighbours can probably hear, his window is wide open and it's not as if there's much space between trailers.

It makes your gut churn, knowing that anybody could walk by and hear you getting finger fucked into oblivion. Heat blooms in your body, makes your cunt clench, "Fuck, Eddie, you're so good at this, so so good."

"Yeah? Really?" Eddie's smirking, crooking his fingers again and stopping the pumping, just sliding the pads back and forth to stimulate your g-spot until you're gasping, "You have no idea how fucking sexy you look, God. Your pussy looks so pretty, stuffed full on my fingers."

You whine, squeezing your eyes shut, cunt clamping down on his fingers at the praise - he knew what buttons to press with you, knew that you liked to be spoken to in this way. He was insatiable.

Eddie grabs a hold of your cheeks roughly, shaking your head until you're forced to look at yourself in the mirror again, "Look at yourself when I make you cum like a filthy slut."

The moan you let out is ungodly, Eddie's gorgeous brown orbs full of lust and heat as his gaze flits between looking at your flushed face and his fingers sinking deep into your cunt. The noises are so loud, your sopping wet pussy engulfing his fingers invading your senses.

"C'mon baby, know you can do it for me," Eddie's grinning at your reflection in the mirror, transfixed on your flushed face, "know you wanna squirt around my fingers. Do it for me please, sweetheart."

Eddie's words should be cute but they come out so vulgar, have your gummy pussy clenching and spasming around his fingers. The wet noises increase tenfold in your ears, his voice making you impossibly wetter for him.

Your orgasm builds so quickly you barely comprehend it, prickly heat spreading all over your body, feeling like your bladder is impossibly full and you need to relieve yourself. Your tummy feels like it's in knots, a high-pitched whine leaving your open mouth.

"E-Eddie, oh god, fuck, I'm cumming," You cry out, squeezing your eyes shut and gripping onto his free hand roughly as the coil in your tummy finally unravels and you're coming, release soaking Eddie's hand and wrist, pooling under your ass. He refuses to let up his relentless fingers on your soft spot, pressing on it roughly until he coaxes another wet spurt out of you.

"Fuck yeah, there's my girl!" Eddie's chin is hooked on your shoulder, watching you gush and squirt all over the floor through mirror, some of it even sparking up the glass. He's grinning like the cat that got the cream, all toothy and proud as you moan and whine in his grasp.

Your chest is heaving from the sheer force of your release, whole body shaking as you come down from it. Eddie's fingers slide out of you deftly, forcing a choked off sob out of you, cunt clenching around emptiness.

He nuzzles at your ear with his nose, pressing a wet kiss to the shell, "Knew you could do it for me, babe. Fuck, that was so hot."

You keen into the touch, nuzzling in and laying back to completely lean your weight on him. His squirt slicked hand rubs up and down the inside of your thigh - it's filthy and probably disgusting but it feels so nice you struggle to care.

You lay there for a moment, until you feel a damp patch form on the back of your shirt that definitely wasn't from you, "Eddie did you... did you cum in your pants?"

Eddie chuckles into your ear, unabashedly and completely unbothered, nodding his head, "First girl to ever make me do that, too. Guess we're even, sweetheart."

#eddie munson #eddie munson fic #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x fem!reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things fic #my fanfic #mine #x reader #joseph quinn fic #joseph quinn x you #joseph quinn smut #joseph quinn x reader

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beatriceportinari · 2 years

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for half a sec I was like hm is this too ambitious for my blender skills and my computer? and then I went oh wait that's how i know it's a good idea. hell yeah hubris time

#sorry this sounds like a sigma grindset twitter post LMAO #oh kaguya's theme just came on my playlist yeah alright let's fucking go #i'll let the labyrinth marinate for a bit longer #my blender idea won't have anything to do with kayguya btw #otherwise i wouldn't announce it hihi #i think it was v funny of me to work at this nrt project for months without showing who the character was and talking abt meteorites #and then being like suwpwise... it's the big mom in the moon...bet you weren't expecting that...#now i know how kishimoto felt i guess

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mysacredmuse · 2 months

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ive been thinking for awhile.. imagine playing UNO with aventurine and sunday as if taking a break with all the chaos shit happening in penacony LMAO

like imagine if you three are on opposite sides (terms of like storyline stuff) but one day, aventurine decides to be like ‘hey yall wanna be friends and play uno’

is it possible to write a fic about this please? no pressure, ofc

hello dear !! I can't write a full fic about that, but rather a tiny scenario, I hope that's okay :)

playing uno with sunday and aventurine, written with gender neutral reader in mind ! :)

dividers by @/cafekitsune :)

The three of you absolutely despised each other given the differences in interests. However, one day you find yourself sitting in the hall of the hotel as two men sit on two chairs across of yours. Your rooms have been messed up and Sunday had to take care of it, unfortunately some other things got into the way, leaving you in an uncomfortable silence with the two of them. You scroll on your phone as Sunday sits awfully still, that guy always gave you creeps with his statue-like behavior.

Aventurine on the other hand, is completely bored out of his mind, twirling the golden coin between his fingers. You sigh in annoyance as you gaze over the reception, noticing that there is still quite the commotion.

"How about we play the game of poker?" Aventurine finally speaks up, leaning back into his chair.

"Gambling is strictly prohibited in the hotel's lobby. Please refrain from your lowly ways in here." Sunday says firmly, crossing his arms in the process.

"I am also not interested in playing poker with you, I just want my room back." you point your finger at him, slightly readjusting yourself in the chair.

"Ah friends, why so serious?"

Aventurine chuckles as he swiftly takes a pack of cards out of his inner pocket, placing it on the table.

"Is uno prohibited as well?" he asks in a playful tone, earning a grunt from Sunday. You give him a dirty look, leaning back into your chair.

"Come on! We will wait for this mess to clean up for at least an hour, might as well have some fun." he proclaims in a happier tone as he begins shuffling the cards.

You bite down on your bottom lip, slightly leaning forward as you accept your fate.

"I mean as long as we don't place bets, it wouldn't be considered a gamble, correct?" you ask in a bored tone, eyes gazing at Sunday.

"That is correct." he confirms, expression still dissatisfied.

"It's settled then! Let's be friends for a while and enjoy the game!" Aventurine says happily as he deals the cards.

Truth to be told, you never expected to see a man like Sunday hold up uno cards and race with Aventurine as to who will jump in first when a common card is on the table. Just seeing a man like Sunday hold uno cards was enough to make you chuckle. You find yourself actually enjoying this little game with the two of them.

Especially seeing Sunday's elegant demenaor crumbling as he screams at Aventurine for cheating. Then, witnessing Aventurine sneaking his hand into Sunday's pocket, stealing a golden coin once he wins. Sunday naturally scolds him about it and you find yourself having fun even more. Your laugh echoes through the lobby as the crowd slowly settles down.

At the end, you win the most rounds simply because their bickering allowed you to put more cards than you were supposed to while they weren't watching. They did find a secret stash beneath your chair, giving you quite a scolding about it.

Aventurine wasn't that serious, making a remark that you would make a good poker player only if you can cause a commotion. Not that he recommends it, but your cheating skills are admirable in his eyes. In Sunday's however, your cheating skills are absolutely despicable. So, he orders you to play a rematch with them, but no cheating and dirty tricks this time.

The room wasn't important anymore and perhaps this could become a new routine of yours in the near future.

#aventurine x reader #sunday x reader #hsr imagines #hsr x gender neutral reader #hsr x reader #muse's writings

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kairiscorner · 9 months

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Heeeyy hope you're doing well,can i request a hobie brown x reader where they've met when hobie was trying to call someone but called reader instead by accident and they keapt talking and flirting and hobie asks out reader on a date?(kinda like scream but without the horror lmao)

OOOOOO CUTEEEE sure thing anon, hope ya like this :DDD

hobie thought he rang his friend when he dialed on the telephone, and after it rang for a long while, someone finally picked up. "y'finally picked up, splendid. anyway, y'ready for the gig tonight?" he asked through the telephone, and while he was expecting an enthusiastic, vibrant answer, all he got was an unfamiliar, perplexed voice asking him, "what gig?"

'ah, shit... called the wrong number.'

hobie gulped back the excitement he was feeling earlier, reeling in out of slight embarrassment once he realized he wasn't talking to a friend, he was talking to a total stranger. "sorry, mate, thought i called my friend; a bassist, they perform at a local pub." he clarified as you listened to him, unsure why you weren't hanging up yet.

"oh, i see. um, i'm unsure if i can help, but you could maybe look their name up in the yellow pages...?" you suggested, to which hobie chuckled at. "bold of you to assume i'd let a record book remind me of what my friends' numbers are." he quipped with a small smile. you gave a small look of incredulity from the other end despite him being unable to see you.

"you don't want to have a reference of anything? you know the yellow pages have more than just your friends' numbers, right?" you told him as he held the phone closer to his ear, thinking about how adorable your voice sounded the longer he kept listening to you speak.

he shrugged on the other end as he began to talk again. "i'd rather keep information about those i love stored deep in my mind, i don't wanna rely on anything else but my memory, i want to remember everything about those dear to me, y'know." he responded with a voice of charismatic sincerity. you nodded along, agreeing with his sentiment, though still preferring to use the yellow pages over your unreliable memory.

"well, then–you, sir, must have extraordinary memory, i'm assuming?" "again with bold assumptions, dear. however, i do have good memory... only when it comes to people and things i care about, especially towards people that... can captivate me without ever having seen their face before." he said with a low voice, it was suggesting something that made you flustered just thinking about it.

"oh, and, 'sir'? what a sweetheart you sound like, dear, so polite and charming you are, really." he said with a small smile as he heard you lightly sigh out of sheer embarrassment at his flirting. you couldn't help but smile over the other end at his flattery, but you maintained a composed voice while speaking to him. "i'm just very accustomed to being polite, it's how i was raised, sir." you said with heavy emphasis on the 'sir' part, making him chuckle a bit out of admiration at how teasing you were.

"well, if you're up for it... how 'bout you visit me at the pub down the block? i'll phone you the details later once i get a hold of the friend i was supposed to call. maybe, um... i can get to see what pretty face has been hiding from me behind this phone call, yeah? what a pretty voice you've got, i'm betting seeing your face would just send me over the edge." he teased with a flustered smile as you hummed and pretended to think it over when your mind was made up the minute he made you flustered earlier.

"if you'll treat me to a good time, that is, sir." you replied with confidence. "you wanna challenge me? ah, well, darling–get ready for the night of your life, then." he said with a daring voice and grin, which you chuckled and smiled wider at. "i'm looking forward to it, sir...?" "hobie. just... call me hobie, love." he said with a wider smile as you let his name roll off your tongue. "'hobie'... alright then, hobie. see you then." you said as you put the phone down after you heard your mother call you over for something.

as hobie put the phone down, too he kept repeating the number he just called over and over in his head; thanking his fingers for slipping up on one or two digits, and his lucky stars for giving him this chance. hopefully you'll come to the pub, have a laugh, get comfortable, and... just have the night of your life with him and see how eager and nervous he was to see you, how overjoyed he'd be when he finally sees the beautiful face that couples with that darling voice he heard over the phone that endlessly teased and made him melt.

"for the first time ever, i'm glad i messed up. now i have a new number to remember and think of calling every day." he said to himself as he grinned, his face getting flustered all over again as he thought of calling you again just to hear your voice, just to hear you speak even after you just put it down. he can't get enough of you, not one bit.

tags !! @k4tsu3 @fiannee @luvstarrstruck @toneystank-3000 @ii01vq @maxoloqy @popeheywardssecretgf @arachnoia @solecitoszn @conitagray

#hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x y/n #hobie brown fluff #hobie brown fanfiction #atsv #atsv hobie #atsv fluff #atsv imagines #atsv x reader #atsv x you #atsv x y/n #spider punk #spiderverse #across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman across the spiderverse x reader #spiderman across the spiderverse fluff

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x-lunawrites-x · 9 months

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19 Days and 19 hours

19 days have never felt longer than when he's gone

Welt Yang x gn!Reader smut

Word count: 1K

Content: nsfw (no shit)/penetrative sex (reader anatomy not specified)/creampie/secret relationship/maybe size kink of you really really squint

A/N: I keep accidentally writing Welt smut so here we are lmao. I didn't plan on it being this long but I think it turned out ok lol

It had been 19 days. Missions usually didn't last that long and it made you want to punch a wall, or curse Himeko for suggesting that Welt takes March 7th and Dan Heng along with him on the mission when she could've chosen you.

But it wasn't her fault that she didn't know about your "relation" to the man. You both decided it'd be best kept a secret until you were ready, and most nights resulted in you tip toeing in the hallways of the express, your hair a mess and legs shaky as you tried not to wake anyone on the way to your own room or him wearing his scarf around his neck and fixing his collar constantly the next day to make sure no one would notice how he's covered in your hickies.

And 19 days was way too long without seeing him. Sure, texts and calls helped but he was on an important mission and you didn't want to bother him. besides, the real thing was just something else. Texting him wasn't even close to comparable to the feeling of his touch on your skin, to seeing him take off his glove with his teeth as he looked down at you with a look so full of—

You shook your head to get it out of your head, the mere thought of him raising your body temperature. You decided to text March to ask her when they expected to be back at the express, but you were distracted by Himeko sitting down next to you as she held a cup of coffee.

"I was just thinking about talking to you. we should start choosing our next destination, don't you think so?"

Reading the confused expression on your face, she realized that you were clueless about what she'd said.

"I'm guessing you haven't read the group chat. March said that they're heading back. They should be here at 7 p.m so, in half an hour. Anyways..."

And that was as much as your brain managed to actually process before your fantasies caught up with you again.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye and as you pretended to busy yourself with your phone, the trio entered the cabin. And there he was.

Your gaze caught his and lingered, for a short moment as you got up to greet the three of them.

"Welcome back March, Dan Heng-"

You smiled innocently as you turned to look at him again.

"-Mr. Yang. You guys must be exhausted! " you continued.

Oh he loved how you called his name. So innocent, so formal. As if you weren't the one moaning his given name in his ear the night before he left for the mission.

"You bet! It was so cool but I'm sleeping for the next 48 hours!" March exclaimed as she headed to her room. And a couple minutes later, the two of you were alone.

"It's nice to see you, y/n" he smiled, as if he wasn't fighting the urge to just bend you over the table you both were standing next to.

"You too, Mr. Yang~"

You weren't being helpful at all, and he swears he would've taken this conversation to very different places were it not for the security cameras.

You leaned closer to him after moments of silence, not close enough to satisfy either of you but close enough to whisper something in his ear.

"I missed you... Didn't even touch myself when you were away..."

And that was it. You don't even know how you followed him from the main cabin to the hallway and to his room. But in a flash, his lips were on yours as he held you against the closed door of his room. When he broke the kiss you were both out of breath, and you out of your clothes with his hands roaming all over your bare body.

"You don't know what you do to me, darling" he led you to his bed as you fiddled with his belt, your cheeks hot when you heard him. And soon enough you were both bare with him on top of you, giving kitten licks to your nipples as two of his fingers explored your insides.

"Welt... need to feel you inside. Please."

"shhh...I know darling, I know. you've been so patient for me, so good, but—shit, I won't be able to control myself if you keep looking at me like that...I don't want to hurt you" he almost never curses but there he was, looking down at your beautiful face, mouth left agape as your walls tighten around his fingers.

"you won't. Please." you pleaded. "fine." you turned around to get on all fours, almost as a force of habit, when he stopped you. "No, I- I want to see you."

And after moments filled with anticipation, he slid his cock inside you slowly, careful not to hurt you. You on the other hand were too far gone, drunk on the pure bliss of him inside you.

He gave you some time to adjust to him before he pulled put completely, thrusting into you again with a groan, eyes widening as you let out a load high-pitched moan of his name. Were she in her room, Himeko could've definitely heard your voice.

"shhh, do you want them to hear you? to know how good I make you feel?"

Your hands let go of his hair to cover your mouth as his thrusts got faster, and still as deep as before, your other hand clawing at his back as you tried not to moan out loud. He made you feel pure euphoria.

He could tell you're nearing your release, and he was too, his movements growing sloppy. "W- Welt... want you to cum inside..."

You were seriously gonna be the end of him, he thought as his hand went down to rub you exactly where you needed him, pushing you off the edge. You couldn't even comprehend what he was saying as you rode off your high, coating his abdomen with your release.

"You do such lewd things, darling~"

But it wasn't not long before he finished inside you, the sensation making you feel full and warm as he didn't pull out immediately. He planted a kiss on your forehead, then lowered his face so his forehead was touching yours.

"Maybe I should leave more often, huh?"

"Maybe you should"

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braidlottie · 2 months

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chase you down until you love me.

pairing: nat scatorccio x pervert!transmasc!reader

summary: when you catch your friend relapsing, the only thing you could do is drive to his motel to talk him out of it. hopefully he won’t mind that you’ve been spying him with a hidden camera.

tags: smut, nsfw, 18+ (minors dni), dom!nat, age gap, fwb?,,, you're basically misty in this scenario lmao, humiliation, dirty talk, fingering, nat slaps you!!, crying, handjob, no aftercare

wc: 628 >:( this is so bad forgive me (the ending especially)

"what the fuck do you think you're doing?" you exclaimed, chest heaving from running into nat's motel room and throwing the cocaine out of his hands. nat was leaning against the kitchen counter, staring blankly at the wall.

"you just wasted $300 worth of blow." he stared at you now, making you sigh and look at the white powder scattered across the carpet. "look, i'll pay you back. but i couldn't just sit there and watch you destroy your life."

shit.

nat's eyebrows furrowed, watching you look back and forth between him and the owl. "watch me?"

he takes the statue in his hands and throws it down, smashing it on the ground and startling you. he picks up the wireless camera among the debris, holding it up to his face with an agonizing look.

"you were spying on me?" he tilted his head to the side.

"nat-"

"is that what you were doing, you little pervert?"

"i was just trying to protect you!" you lied terribly, digging yourself a deeper grave.

"stop it. how do i- how can i trust you? you're so full of shit!"

nat took a breath, gripping the roots of his hair. "knowing how fucking weird you are, you're probably getting off on this right now."

you didn't even try to protest. nat scoffed, a playful smirk playing on his face.

"you nasty little shit. c'mere." you didn't want to, but you knew nat would make you. you were walking a little too slow for his liking, making him push you up against the counter, your head almost hitting the cabinet behind you.

"you watched me all day, didn't you? i was your own little source of entertainment. watching me and kevyn fuck? i bet you liked that. i know you did." he hissed. "i want you to admit it."

when he got no answer, you weren't expecting a giant slap across the face. "answer me."

"mm- i did like it. seeing you fuck him. i- i wanted it to be me."

there was silence between the two of you before nat spoke again. "you sick little freak."

his words filled with venom and humiliation seemed to get to you, a tear making its way down your cheek. "oh, don't cry now. i thought you wanted this." he got even closer, your noses were almost touching. his hand reached your belt, the buckle as he loosened it, his green eyes staring you down like a hawk.

he felt you squirm, making him hold you firmer in place. once your pants were unbuttoned, he was met with your boner forming a tent in your boxers.

the waistband snapped back before he pulled down, you gasping from the cold air that hit your cock. "natty…"

"god, you're so fucking pathetic." he watched your tdick twitch up every so often from his words. he spit on his hand, coating your dick in it before stroking you.

"yeah… finally getting what you've always wanted. your little cock in my hand." your moans whiny and cracky at his words, trying to rock your hips into him. you sniffed, eyes still teary as the pressure in your stomach blew up like a balloon. "natty, 'm close.."

"aww, you gonna cum for me? gonna make a big mess?" he was so condescending, smiling at the tears streaming down your face. you just nodded, looking up at him with big, glossy eyes. "poor little boy, keeping this in for so long." he pinched your nipple, kissing around the bud. he stopped all of his movements when he heard your final cry, ruining your orgasm.

"what a fucking mess you are." nat looked at your cum stain that dripped onto your boxers. "now get out. and take your fucking camera with you."

taglist:@t4tnat @jaywritessometimes @girltwinklater @kessellluvr @lotties-ashwagandha @shipmanisms

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roodles03 · 1 year

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The Owl House Mermay Marathon: Aladarius (4/6)

I bet you weren't expecting this ship from me. So, Surprise! I'm a filthy aladarius shipper lmao. I think their relationship is super interesting (They're DEFINITELY exes possibly with lingering feelings for each other).

This is definitely the most controversial ship I'm doing for the mermay marathon (fully expecting some not so nice comments on insta.) It's kinda a stretch to even call this one of the main TOH ships, but it's definitely pretty popular from what I've seen. Also I like it so I'm adding it to the marathon anyway. (This is actually the first ship I've drawn for this marathon that I actually care about haha).

On to the drawing itself, I wanted to draw Darius pushing Alador away in a playful manner. Kinda like he's playing hard to get. However, I kinda ran into issues with what to do with Alador and Darius' arms that weren't interacting with each other. Darius' especially. I wanted to fill in the negative space in the upper right corner, so I put his arm there. However, I had no idea what pose to put his hand in. I originally made his hand a fist, but my girlfriend told me it made it look like Darius was about to punch Alador, so I changed it to what is in the final product.

Also, since Darius is buff, it wouldn't have made any sense if I didn't draw him with abs. But the problem was I have literally never drawn abs in the literal decade I've been drawing as a hobby. So that sure was a massive fucking pain, but I think I did a decent job for a first time. (Taking drawing II in college definitely helped me out here)

Final thing I wanted to mention is I made Darius' tail an abomination tail. It only made sense for his character lmao.

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not-your-fucking-kacchan · 2 years

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hiii !! i was wondering if u would write a comfort fic with a bakugo x gn!reader where theyre really struggling with taking care of themselves and gone down like a depressive spiral without him knowing until they finally just broke down. i was thinking the reader would have a telekinetic quirk and they never really used it before but they use it all the time to even do simple things. sorry this is so depressing LMAO but i love ur work !! 🖤🖤

Aw! Omg thank you <3 I'm so glad I have such devoted readers on here guys 😭 it really makes me wanna shit and sob and run laps rn abshdnakshbsnx

Also ofc I will :D

I love the angst so you bet imma make this as dramatic as possible

Masterlist <3

Katsuki x GN!Reader- Sink or Swim

You could tell it was getting bad again. You were hesitant to go to class or training, you no longer had any interests in your hobbies, even thoughts of your friends were interrupted by "you know they wouldn't care if they never saw you again."

And on top of that, it's was so, so hard getting out of bed in the mornings, and being motivated get stuff done. You had started being repeatedly late to class and you were skipping meals, convinced that after all of the minimal effort you've put in, you weren't deserving of a hot meal anymore.

You don't deserve a place in this school, and you don't deserve the title of a hero. You're just not good enough.

Almost every week you're introduced to yet another tragically disadvantaged youth who's given life and limb just to have a shot at being a hero, and you can't help but feel so undeserving. What use are you, even? The only quirk you have is telekinesis, and even then, it's really not very strong.

Your best friend and partner, Katsuki Bakugou, hasn't even realised just how bad things have been getting, and even though you know you're being a little harsh for expecting him to know when things are wrong even when you haven't talked about it, you can't help but feel a little upset.

During the next week or so, your foul mood only gets worse, and when you realise that your friends are actively trying to avoid you, that's when you break.

They were only giving you a little space because they thought you were having a rough time, and they didn't want to set you off since they knew they could be a rowdy group. It was Mina and Denki who thought it would be best, since they both haven't had the best of luck with sensitive people, and this proves it even more.

You spend the week stuck in your room, not coming to class and instead spending your time staring at the wall of your room, the drab, grey surroundings being a perfect match for what you're feeling.

It's Friday, and your room hasn't seen the light of day since Saturday. You've been crying every day into the soft plush that Katsuki won for you at a fair on his first try, despite your many attempts. You had refused to use your quirk because it wouldn't have been a real win. He'd found that kind of adorable. Stupid, but adorable.

Katsuki had come knocking on your door a few times, but every time you had sent him away with an "I'm sick, babe. I'll be better soon..." Or something along those lines. At this point though, he was at his fucking limit.

"Open the door before I blast it off its fucking hinges. Let me see you! You know being sick isn't a fucking excuse when we've got recovery girl! I've kept Sensei off your ass for a fucking week already, now let me see my fucking partner! I'm worried about you- you're not sick, did you think I'm some kind of dumbass?!"

Your bottom lip wobbles as you listen to him banging on your door. Of all things, you could probably learn to live with not deserving your dream carreer or your place in this school, but not him. The thought that you don't deserve him eats at you every fucking day.

He goes well above and beyond for you, and why? Because you're lucky enough to have caught his attention? It makes you feel physically sick to think about all of the other people out there that could give him more than you ever have. Maybe you should stop running from him though.

Ever so slowly, you get up out of bed, dressed in one of his loose shirts and a baggy pair of sweats. And when you finally open the door, Katsuki can really take in how much you've let yourself fall apart. You really do look sick, but not with the flu, and it breaks his fucking heart.

Immediately his eyes are glossed over and filled with remorse at the fact that he hasn't been here for you, and he opens his arms for you, ushering you into a hug that's far gentler than any other he's given you. It feels so good.

"Shit... I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't here. Fuck."

"It's not your fault!"

He squeezes you tighter as you cry into his chest. It's times like these that you thank your lucky stars for being shorter than him, because it makes him the best person to hug, and one of his hands buries itself into your tangled hair as he pets you, slowly guiding you back into your room.

You couldn't have asked for a better boyfriend.

He spends the rest of the day cuddling you, your legs tangled together under the sheets while you nap and he watches over you. And you're not surprised when, the day after, he's forcing you to get up out of bed.

"Get up, lazy ass!"

"Noooo!-"

It makes a rather comical picture as he's got one hand around your ankle while you mock tears and cling to the bed frame, struggling against your much stronger boyfriend when he tries to drag you out of bed.

"Help me clean this ugly ass room! Dumbass! If you love me you'll help clean this pig sty!"

"God! Fine! It's not that big a deal- please!"

He finally lets you go and gives you an unimpressed look, since you can't even see the floor in the mess you've let collect, and as you get up and trip over a sock, he only snorts in amusement, giving you that "I told you so" look.

He really does help to distract you from your feelings when you're with him, and every time you try to thank him for it you're met with a chaste kiss to the lips, which has you blushing and stuttering in seconds. He could never get tired of that sight.

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hotxcheeto · 2 years

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━ 𝐅𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, alcohol consumption ( legal ), brief mention of needles ( tattooing ), ex's and awkwardness, fluff lmao

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - I hope you enjoy! I did forget about this for a while but it's back and I really do like this part more than the second!!!!! I'm in a better mental state right now and things have felt good, expect some OG works soon . . .

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☾ ONE NIGHT STAND MASTERLIST ☽

To say she felt different was a definitely a statement, and to say that each text message she sent felt like a love letter would be a bit dramatic.

But it was true, you explained to your cat. Poppy sitting pretty in the kitchen windowsill while you moved your hands around like a crazed woman each day something Ellie said would get you excited.

Ellie wasn't like the other girls you'd talked to, and she sure wasn't like Anya who still drunk texted you from time to time which you promptly ignored and then forgot about.

Focusing your energy elsewhere, elsewhere being Ellie and Poppy who did not care about you nor the girl you squealed about each day while practically hugging your phone.

And now the day came, the day you'd set up a real date with the practical stranger, hoping that you weren't psyching yourself up again all for it too fall through the floor like it usually did.

She was straight, or she was taken. She didn't want you or she wanted you so bad but wanted that other girl too.

It was always something, but this time was different. You could feel it.

"Finally." You heard her voice as you stepped up towards her table outside the restaurant, rolling your eyes playfully while hooking your purse on your chair. "Oh shut it, I already told you why I'm running behind."

You sat across from her, hearing her all too familiar chuckles.

"Yeah, yeah. Cat's are evil, I'm telling you." "You don't know Poppy, she's an old soul, she has attachment issues."

You felt like you had the first night you met her, butterflies tickling your insides while with each breath you felt the air escaping you. It was as if she was stealing it away.

"I forgive you.. this time." She shrugged, leaning back in the chair, her hands resting between her legs on her thighs. "I'd hate to have you mad at me.." You rested your head on your palm, crossing your legs in front of you as you met her darkened green eyes.

"..but I'd bet you'd love it. Especially finding ways to get rid of it." "If it was anything like the first time then yeah, and I wasn't even mad then." You felt yourself going hot, instead focusing away on a waiter walking up to the table with a notepad in hand, scribbling a number down.

"Decide what you guys want to drink?" "Coke." Ellie replied without tearing her eyes away from you, making you nervous under her stare.

"Um.. sorry I'll have a mimosa." "You got it." He stared at you for a second longer before walking off leaving you both to yourselves once more.

"How's work been?" You then asked, turning your head to face her once more while a lopsided smirk displayed itself on her lips. "Boring. Jesse's been getting all good clients."

"What do you get the valley girls wanting matching cherry tattoos? Or maybe the dicks that want their dicks done."

Ellie snorted messing with the fork on the table while shrugging.

"Something like that. What about you?" "It's been slow, since you payed me the little visit in my office." Your phone buzzed but you ignored it, continuing on. "Besides that... nothing much." "Oh c'mon, someone like you can't have that boring of a life."

You giggled with a shrug seeing from the corner of your eye a waiter walking towards your table, setting your drinks in front of you.

"I dunno, I've been focusing most of my time to a few certain people." You thanked the waiter, taking a drink of your beverage. "Decide what you want to eat?"

You knew that voice anywhere, glancing up to meet your ex's eyes, throwing an awkward smile on your face last minute. Swallowing harshly while you nodded.

"Yeah, actually. Right?" You turned to Ellie wanting to avoid Anya's face as much as possible while Ellie's eyes went a bit wide nodding, confused as hell it would've made you laugh if you weren't about to fall off your chair.

"Veggie burgers, for me." "Sounds like you, Y/n." You wanted to puke, sending her another sharp smile. "You guys know each other?" Ellie then questioned, biting her lip while Anya spoke for you.

"Yeah, funny enough–" "Long time ago, friends." You shrugged, Ellie again looking at you awkwardly while Anya glared you down.

Ellie said her order, glancing back to you every now and again. Your legs vibrating up and down while you stared straight ahead and prayed that she'd just go away already, and finally she did.

"Everything alright?" Ellie laughed a bit, keeping it light hearted while you nodded. "Yeah, all good over here. Just wasn't expecting to see her." You laughed. "But back onto you.. what do like to do besides go to lesbian bars?" Again Ellie laughed, taking a drink of her soda.

"I draw, obviously." She could've smacked herself in the face for that one, but you giggled getting a grin out of her. "I like to play.. the guitar?" "Is that a question or a statement?"

From the corner of your eye Anya stood at another table, but was looking over at you. Yet you refused to give her your eyes, nodding as Ellie continued.

"Statement. Shit, sorry.. just.." "You're fine. Did you not see me five minutes ago?" You chuckled, adjusting your dress before again resting your chin in your palm. "Yeah I play, my foster dad taught me." "Aw, that was sweet of him." "Yeah he's great. Joel's a good guy." "You still live with him?"

She shook her head, looking down at her hands while playing with them.

"No, he adopted me after a shit ton of shit," She laughed. "but I moved out last year."

You nodded with a hum, your eyes unintentionally glancing away seeing Anya once more at another table. But with her gaze set on you.

"He sounds amazing." You then said, turning back to her. "What about you?" She then changed the subject, leaning back once more.

You took a breath.

"They're alright." You shrugged. "Me and my mom don't really get along but for the most part they're pretty cool. I have a few siblings but that's about it." "Siblings?" You nodded, sipping your drink seeing Anya disappear into the restaurant.

"A sister and a brother. Both older and upstate. But we text and call each other all the time. It's like we're all teenagers still living in the rooms beside each other."

Ellie stuck her bottom lip out, humming. "I'm guessing you're an only child?" "That obvious?" "A little, just the personality gives it away, but only a little." You referenced it with your hand, hoving the pads of your fingers over each other.

"So it's just you and Poppy in the city?" "Yep." You said popping the 'p' with a grin. "She was gift, from my grandma before she passed. My grandma's favorite flower was Poppies, we agreed on the name together before.." "Maybe she really is an old soul."

Ellie winked while you gave her a soft smile, sitting up a bit at that.

"That's a sweet way to think about it. Do you have any pets?" "Not in my apartment. Joel has a dog though, he's old but he's awesome."

Anya then appeared at the table as if she teleported there, just as you were beginning to forget about it all, about her. Sinking back into Ellie's sweet voice that seemed to get excited at the idea of her old pet.

But thus it was interrupted by the she-devil herself.

"Here's your food." "Thanks." You replied sharply with not a care of your tone getting a glance from the girl across from you. "You're welcome Y/n/n." You stared forward at your plate, Ellie thanking her before she walked off.

"You sure she's an old friend?" "I'm not letting her ruin the date, eat and tell me about the dog." You snatched a fry from your plate, hearing Ellie laugh harder then she had the entire time you knew her.

"His name is Vegas." "Vegas?" You smiled. "Yeah, fits him. Trust me." "Will do, I'm guessing he's sweet though." "Very, has trouble getting up and down stairs though so Joel started sleeping on the couch. It's getting closer though.."

"Aw I'm sorry." She moved her shoulders. "Comes with life." "You've got quite the view on death, don't you?" "Just seen a some of it..." You nodded quietly, choosing your next few words. "If it helps.. so have I?"

Taking a few bites of your food, a comfortable silence around you both, allowing you to enjoy your food. Ellie watching you for a moment, deciding if she was going to bring it up, until she made her choice.

"She's not an old friend is she?" You took in a deep breath, opening your mouth but nothing came out. You could see the regret in Ellie's eyes from even asking the question, your phone buzzing once more.

"Hold that question for a sec." You smiled, trying to seem like you were as disheveled and uncomfortable as you were. Turning your screen on to see a few messages from the waitress herself, asking if it was you and who is she. The last being a teasing message poking fun at your taste in women.

"She's an ex. That's all." You said, practically shoving the phone into your back and turning to your alcoholic drink, avoiding Ellie's stare the entire time. "Not a fun one either, so no we are far from friends. But please, just let's get back to you or me. Anything but her."

Ellie wasn't sure though, awkwardly moving her jaw around while trying to push down her unsure feelings. She liked, she did, but your mind was far from her now.

"You alright?" Ellie forced herself to ask, feeling your leg bouncing up and down at your nervous picking at your nails. "Fine, I'm fine. Do you write songs?" "Sometimes. When I'm bored enough, or have good inspiration." You continued to eat while she talked, nodding to her words.

"You should come in for a tattoo." "Trust me I'd love to see you in your element, because fuck that just sounds hot," You smirked, seeing a little blush appear on her freckled cheeks while she looked away, "but a little needle being on my skin for more than a few seconds, yeah I'm opting out for now."

"Well, if you work up the courage." "You'll be the first I call. Have you thought about extending your career with art?" Ellie thought for a second, looking past you, eyes then shooting back to yours. "No, no probably not but when I was a kid I wanted to be an astronaut."

She smiled when you began to laugh, then deciding to cover your mouth.

"Sorry, that's adorable, reminds me of my brother. Would you ever go down that path?" "Maybe not now," She shook her head, matching your giggles, "but who knows, right?" "I wanted to be a writer as a kid, still now, working on my book and then the firm. I guess it was always meant to be."

"Guess so, I'd like to read some of that writing." "Hm, well you're making a great case for yourself. None of my friends are allowed too, but your... different?" "Is that so–"

"Would you like the check?"

You could've jumped, and Ellie nearly did, looking to your side as Anya gave you the fakest expression she could probably have mustered in that moment. And you've seen the girl be fake before.

"I guess?" Ellie said quietly looking at you while trying not to break out in laughter, but you were completely frozen, staring down at the table again.

"Alright, be back babe. Sorry, I mean Y/n." Anya snickered, like it was some sort of bad joke her date made and she wanted to pretend she liked them until it was over. "Yeah."

"You know, the food isn't bad here. The staff is terrible though." "I agree." You then spoke softly, trying to pull a happy face when you let her suck you back in. "Maybe next time we stick to an apartment?"

She could tell you perked up at the idea of a 'next time', a genuine beam of energy coming out when you spoke again.

"Poppy would love to meet you? Besides, maybe you can see more than just my bedroom?" "Don't hate the idea. But I did clean recently."

Her eyes then moved behind you once more, a nervous expression crossing her face and flooding her eyes.

"Everything alright?" You grabbed her hand, running your thumb along it gaining her attention before it hit you and you pulled away. "Sorry." "No you're fine.. fuck." She whispered under her breath, rubbing her fingers along her lips.

"What's your favorite season?" She could've replayed the way your face changed a million times over, like a confused puppy before you piped up once more.

"Winter, or fall, I do really like fall. Fires and hot chocolate. Cuddling. It's perfect." You shrugged excitedly, "yours?" "Fall, same reasons too." Her eyes went right passed you once more before Anya again teleported beside the table with the check in hand.

"Here–" Ellie took it from her and pulled her wallet out from her pocket. "Hey wait, we can split." "I got it, don't worry about it." "Ellie!" She smirked at you before shoving her card in the pocket of the check and signing the receipt.

"I said it's fine." She handed it back to Anya who couldn't help but glare at the woman across from you. "Besides, makes up for the terrible service." Anya stood there, almost stupidly while watching Elie hand her back the little black book, your ex walking off without another word.

"Thank you.. for the great date and for paying." "Eh, had to make it up for the shitty surprise you got."

Then, once more, she looked behind you, finally getting you to turn around.

"Hey, what about color?" But you didn't answer, seeing a woman sitting at the table with a familiar face. The girl who'd come to your office with Ellie, and a few others at a table.

But the woman wasn't looking at them, she was now looking at you after she'd been looking at Ellie.

"Pink, or brown. I like off-white too though." You then replied, turning back to her. "And you?" "Green." You began grabbing your bag, placing it on your shoulder while you both stood up awkwardly from the table.

"You want me to walk you home?" You grinned at her, nodding a bit. "If you'd like? And wouldn't mind?" "Shit, farthest from minding at this point." Ellie went to take your hand though it wasn't long lasting.

"So–" "Ellie!" The girl you'd made eye contact with earlier skipped over, brushing passed you in order to hug your date. Ellie seeming taken aback and a bit uncomfortable at the interaction.

"Hey Cat." She gritted her teeth and hugged her back, looking at you standing there trying not to look at them both for too long. Not wanting to seem invasive despite it being your date with her.

"I thought it was you! I wasn't sure though.. it was hard to see you.." She glanced at you yet didn't even care to introduce herself nor decide to turn to you at all. "Here's your card." Anya returned getting your attention while Ellie was handed back her card.

"I'll talk to you later Y/n/n." "What?" Ellie went to talk to you only for Cat to grab her arm, looking at you. "You're the girl Dina was talking about! Shit this is a date, isn't it?" Cat questioned, tilting her head like she was taunting you, but you weren't sure if she meant it that way.

"Sorry, I'm Cat, Ellie's ex-girlfriend. You've gotta be Y/n." "Yeah, actually. Nice to meet you–" "Awesome!" She then turned back to Ellie. "Come sit with us after you're done here."

You shifted uncomfortably, crossing your arms while looking to your date.

"Actually Cat–" "I've gotta go anyway, Poppy's waiting on me back home and besides, they're your friends." You gave her a reassuring smile before grabbing her upper arms and kissing her cheek.

"Just text me later, okay?" "Yeah sure, are you sure though?" Cat seemingly scoffed trying to pull her off towards the table.

"She doesn't need a knight in dull armor Ellie, she's got it." You laughed at the joke, giving Ellie a reassuring squeeze.

"All good, but I'm expecting a good conversation later." "Yeah, yeah of course."

And with that you walked off, hugging your arms as your dress blew in the wind. Your stomach finally dropping at the terrible date that had just took its course and for once you both shared a though.

That was awful. She thought.

"That was awful." You whispered

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★ TXT reactions to when you are unconscious and say their name out of everything in this world

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Soobin

Blushing x 1001 . You could be unconscious due to heavy workload or overnight studying and the doctor's done checking up on you . I feel he'll be panicking a bit . While Soobin is sitting with you with the members surrounding you , you call his name out , and he's a blushing mess + his panick dies down + the members going 'ohhmaagawdd' . He feels his heart beating faster than ever and he's so happy to hear that . I see him relieving that moment at least 10 times every 5 minutes . It's like , you , even unconsciously , miss him and want him . It's like reassurance for him that you love him and want him as much as he does. He's going to prepare stuff for you and clean your room. When you wake up , you're gonna notice him being extra shy to the point where he'll blush and run away or hide his face in the crook of your neck after kissing you lmao

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Yeonjun

You could've fainted due to the excess traveling you had to do , or due to work or studies pressure . He's gonna double take when you say his name . He's gonna be like “did i mishear you?” . He's gonna try to contemplate if you actually spoke his name , out of everything in this world , even your dog . He'll pat your head so as to calm you down and he'll whisper “its alright now” . He'll stay there with you for more time before getting up to go outside and let you rest . Betting he might be overwhelmed. His pride that day , omg .. he's gonna be on the seventh cloud or something lmao . He's gonna walk like a boss , talk like a boss . When you wake up , he'll be sure to tease you about it and smirk at you .. but on the inside , he's just blushing and soo so soo happy (fyi he got rid of all his blushing reactions while you were asleep so that he can wear that confident smirk) . Happiest day of his life, it affects him a lot.

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Beomgyu

I feel like you fainted because of lack of food or dehydration. The doctor was done checking on you and two of the members went to cook food for you , when you spoke his name lightly . Monkey dances all the while . He'll go all the way like “ohhh my myyy did you just! You didn't!” i can literally imagine . He's going to act as if he passed the toughest exam in this world with the highest score.. his hands covering his o-shaped mouth while his eyes are wider than Taehyun's hahah . He's gonna act very cute annoying acc to Yeonjun . He's gonna be super loud that day , and he's going to be very very happy. When you wake up , you'll be shocked to watch him so happy that he was almost about spill your soup while dancing towards you. It's a moment he'll treasure..it makes him feel manly because when you were in trouble , you remembered him . Expect him to take extra extra care

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Taehyun

You could've fainted just when he returned from his tour or something. You weren't taking good care of yourself while he was gone. The doctor checks up on you and goes . Taehyun sits beside your bed surrounded by the members when you say his name . Everyone smiles out loud except for this guy who's still worried about you . In response, he holds your hand in both of his . Even though on the outside he has his poker face , on the inside , his stomach is full of butterflies. His brain is going wild and his heartbeat is too . He'll lightly kiss you on the forehead and say “babe ’m here. It's okay” . He'll walk out of your room so as to let you rest and he himself might rest . Once you wake up , he's going to take care and make sure you eat everything healthy because he found the snacks packets in the dustbin :(

˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Huening Kai

Firstly let's say that i feel like he might cry a bit , only a bit because he's so panicked because you fainted . When you say his name , it gives him a certain boost . A boost to take care of you and stand as a wall in front of you , protecting you from everything. In case you fainted due to school pressure, he'll do your work while you're resting. He completes it and then when you wake , he'll tell you to throw it to your school's face lmao . He's going to be extra careful with you and take care of you as if you're a lil baby . He's so cute , he'll be in that protective mode for a long time until you recover and abandon every single germ or infection from your body.

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