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nezuscribe · 11 months

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𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙮 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨

pairing: miguel o’hara x fem!reader

summary: he’s just too pretty for somebody so stoic. thankfully he’s able to show off for you, knowing just how much you like it. he’s just so easy on the eyes

warnings: 18+ mdni, smut, teasing from miguel, not proofread so sorry for any typos

there’s just something irresistible about miguel o’hara. he knows it. it’s a fact so sure as day that a part of his own hidden cockiness comes from the fact that he feels the eyes travel across the large span of his body, taking in his sheer size as they dart away when he catches them staring.

but despite the fact that his enormous ego (and his even bigger attitude) derive from some of this attention, there’s really only one person who he cares for to seal the deal.

you were so nice to him, a large smile greeting him whenever he came into work. it was off putting at first; how somebody could be so cheerful in the morning when everybody seemed to move as though awoken from the dead.

but slowly you warmed up to him, and he doesn’t know why, but he knows that he treats you differently than the rest of them.

his words were softer when they were directed at you, a rare and honestly almost non-existent smile on his face whenever you told him about what you had planned for the rest of his week with such excitement that he almost forgot what his job was.

and he’d be lying if he didn’t say that the way you looked up at him with so much admiration and care in your eyes didn’t do anything to him. he’d also be a blind man if the way you gnawed on your lip, cheeks puffing out in jealously when one of the assistants blatantly flirted with him didn’t send blood rushing straight to his dick.

so it was no surprise that “meetings” in his office became more and more frequent, his paperwork skewed to the side as he made room for you on his desk, your legs wrapping around his waist as you hungrily kissed him like you hadn’t seen him in weeks (it’s been days since you last saw him).

“missed you,” you murmured against his skin, tugging his suit down as he made quick work at throwing your blouse to the side, expertly opening up your bra clasp with one hand as he moved back up to press a sloppy and wet kiss to your lips, nodding feverishly in agreement.

it didn’t take long for him to tug your pants and underwear off, groaning at the slick that connected to your panties, the smell almost knocking him to his knees as you waited (somewhat impatiently given your stance) for him to do what he wanted with you.

“f-fuck,” you whimper into his skin, tears filling up your waterline as he slowly and in a calculated manner drags his arms down your torso, his claws drawing out goosebumps in their wake, “hurry up.” you groan, impatient at the obvious way he’s edging you.

he flashes you his fangs in a faux debonair smile, a strand of his hair falling into his face as he looks up at you, his large hands holding your mound are you writhe in pure need.

“needy much?” he muttered, pressing hot kisses just above your clit, where he knows it’s going to drive you crazy, “my pretty girl’s already too dumbed out to answer, hm? haven’t even done much yet sweetheart, y’know?” he mutters, his fingers making obscene sounds as they slowly enter in you with much ease, seeing how you were already dripping seeing him in that ridiculously tight suit.

you watch him from under your lashes, your mouth watering at the sight in front of you.

he cocked a brow, noticing just how much you were watching him, more than usual, and he smugly grinned as your nose scrunched up in annoyance and embarrassment, throwing an arm across your face to hide from his heated gaze.

“can i help you hermosa?” he traveled upward with a small tap on your clit, moving his fingers to grasp your chin, tilting your head upwards to meet his eyes, blown out in sheer need and want for you as his nose bumps against yours.

“pretty,” you murmured against his lips, feeling the plushness of them against your own as your hands moved up to feel the large expanse of muscle, your nails raking down his skin, leaving light marks in a sort of territorial manner, “so handsome miguel.” you say, and although others have said the same thing, it only mattered when it came from your mouth.

he chuckled, pecking your lips as he moved slightly downward, angling your jaw up with his nose as he found purchase on your neck, inhaling in your scent as he almost went delirious.

“you butter me up too much sweetheart, ‘specially when you’re lookin’ like this in front of me.” he murmurs, a bit in awe and never getting tired of this as he pumps himself a little bit, too amped up to wait that much longer.

sweet, you always smelled so fucking sweet.

he made haste at biting and sucking, your whines only going straight to his hard cock, making it ache in leak in pre as he marked up your chest, tits, rolling your nipples between his shark teeth as you moaned out pathetically for him.

he was gorgeous like this; his lips swollen and red, cheeks pink as eyes estranged as he marked you all for himself. he was always like this after a mission, no matter how well it went. all that pent up frustration and adrenaline would be directed to you, and you had absolutely no qualms with that.

his fingers found your fluttering walls and found them even wetter than before, knowing you too needed him just as bad as he needed you, and he waisted not a second more as he lined his angry tip with your pretty pussy, moaning like he was in heat at the feeling, knowing he wouldn’t be able to last that long in you, especially after not seeing you for as many days as he was gone.

“i’m ready m-miguel, just please fuck me, p-please.” you whisper, your hands finding his dick as you guided him in, the two of you moaning and throwing your heads back in pleasure as he begins to sink into your warmth.

“my girl,” he says, his thumb finding your swollen clit as he rubs, picking up his pace after a few seconds of letting you adjust to his size, “my girl.” he says again, but his grip tightens on your hip at his possessive tone. he missed you just as much as you missed him, and he needed for you to know that even if he’s not the best with words.

his dick rubs along your walls, dragging in and out at the most delicious pace, hitting that spot that makes your walls tighten around him and your legs to wrap around his waist to pull him in even more.

there was no space in between you two, your heavy and hot breaths hitting each other as you feverishly kiss him again, needing to be connected with him in every way possible, moaning against his lips as he angles himself just right to hit your sweet spot in an even better way.

“s’good, so good, mhh fuck!” you whine, nails digging into his shoulder, your lips catching between his sharp teeth, piercing the soft skin just enough to draw a little blood, and he grins at the sight.

“you’re doin’ great babe, perfect for me, god,” his voice is rough, raspy as he feels his release coming at such speed, “you’re mine, need so much.” he mutters and you nod, throwing your head back in clear pleasure, letting him lick a strip up your neck, his pace quickening as the two of you reach your highs.

he pulls out just in time, finishing in spurts across your chest, and you spasm, missing his dick as you clutch onto his biceps to steady yourself, back arching at the feeling that nobody else but him could give you.

your chests move in synch, trying to catch your breaths as sweat dots your forehead, coming back from your high as you smile at him, feeling a swell of pride knowing that he only lets you see him in such a debauched way.

“i’ll have lyla clear my schedule for the day,” he tells himself, glancing over at you as he pulls you closer to his chest as he runs his finger to your lips, grinning at how pliant you are, letting him drop a wad of spit onto your tongue, waiting for his next words as he moves his finger down, tapping your chin to close, “need to show you just how much i missed you.”

#miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel o'hara x reader smut #miguel o'hara imagine #miguel o'hara x you #miguel o'hara x you smut #miguel o'hara smut #spider man: into the spider verse #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara oneshot

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cupidlovesastro · 6 months

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𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑦𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢

this post is ideas of things that can annoy your mars sign. some of them might relate, and some may not so take it with a grain of salt !

aries mars- laziness, people who procrastinate a lot, people who have no drive or passion in anything , little small things like chewing too loud, or with their mouth open, people who are airheads or don’t pick up things as fast as you, saying something repeatedly, wasting your time, no common sense

taurus mars- passive aggressiveness, people who complain a lot and don’t enjoy small simple things, rushing you, bad manners, disloyalty, sneakiness, people who brag, liars, people who tell them what to do

gemini mars- not speaking your mind, ignoring, no communication, superficials, people who don’t take your advice or value what your saying, having to repeat your words, people who belittle your intelligence, not keeping your word, being all talk, people who want you to read their mind

cancer mars- people who are harsh, not thinking before you speak, being rude to children, not appreciating people you love, sounding/ being ungrateful, inconsiderate people, people with no depth, people who aren’t emotionally mature or intelligent, disrespectfulness, confrontation

leo mars- people who are cocky, arrogant, act like their better than you, judgmental people, attention seekers, being a bully, being negative, people who don’t stand up for bad things, unrealistic expectations or standards, being taken advantage of, being belittled

virgo mars- being overly critical, rudeness, harshness, nitpicking, complaining, when people are blatantly wrong, ignorance, argumentative people, not appreciating efforts, people who don’t try, judgement, bad hygiene

libra mars- people who lack depth, people who are too flirty (while in a relationship), unfairness, people who are super aggressive, people who are hard to get along with, pessimism, stubbornness, people who can never let go of things, lacking understanding for social cues, injustice

scorpio mars- sneakiness, when they know people are lying, arrogance, people who won’t take no as an answer, people constantly making advances at you, cat calling, liars, people trying to control you, being sexualized

sagittarius mars- complaining, taking no action, not solving problems, pessimism, people contradicting themselves, double standards, liars, stubbornness, people who don’t want to have fun, people who judge their personality

capricorn mars- people with no goals, people who don’t fix their problems, laziness, no drive, getting the easy way out, airheads, people who don’t pick things up easily, being interrupted, wasting money, wasting time, things not going as they planned, people who are too serious or too unserious

aquarius mars- people who don’t put effort into things, inconsiderate people, inconsistency, people who don’t value their opportunities, people, humanity, incompetence, bullies, condescending people, selfishness, not helping when you can

pisces mars- people who lack empathy, people who try to act non chalant, rudeness, judgement, disrespect, making fun of them, calling them crazy or delusional when they’re not, hurting people for no reason, calling them dramatic

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moon7jay · 4 months

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Okay- I kinda need you to elaborate more on Jay wanting to have a chubby girlfriend cause HNGGGG I LOVE THAT THOUGHG SO MUCH! Please 🙏🥺

ofc anon<33

You would literally be his comfort person. everytime he's stressed he needs your body close to grope and feel. Especially your boobs. Expect them to be used as de stressing balls :>

loves to spoil u with dresses. He knows your exact measurements without ever measuring u and that's something u love about him , he just knows things about u and ur body without explicit explanation.

"fucked u so many times, got u measured with the span of my palms"

Almost always ends up fucking u in the changing room of the stores he takes u to cuz you're just too hot to resist, the way the dress looks on your curves has him straining in his pants

The type to say "you're my warm up weight baby" when u try to talk your way out of sitting on his lap or face. Manhandles u in all sorts of positions to prove his point

Obsessed with smacking your ample curves. Just expect to be smacked and groped everytime u pass by him or are in his vicinity. Smirks shamelessly when u glare at him looking adorable as fuck (his words not mine)

Also expect to get scolded if u ever bring up ur insecurities cuz he's not having it.

"You're just a little more for me to fuck, in all the right places, it drives me fucking crazy"

The type to squeeze and kiss your tummy while fucking u, just loves groping your soft flesh so much. It gets him hot and heavy in his pants at the sweet noises u make for him everytime he touches and gropes u like a pervert. He IS a pervert. Asks u to squeeze your boobs together and show him when he's away from u and wants to jerk off. Has pictures saved of your sinful body for the sole purpose of rutting into his hands like a horndog at the single thought of you.

The type to STARE. And not just stare stare, he OGLES. fucking u with his eyes before he's pressing himself against your naked body, fucking into u with his throbbing dick. You'd be lying on your stomach, reading your book when suddenly u would look up and catch your boyfriend blatantly checking you out. Just staring shamelessly. You grab a pillow and throw it at him "JAY!"

loves fucking your boobs. Expect a lot of boob fucking cuz he just can't get enough of how hot the sight is.

Also the type to nibble on your body. Like nibble. Ppl are worried about hickies on neck, you on the other hand have to worry about the purple love bites all over your body. Most days u look like u have been mauled by an animal. U suppose it is true cuz jay's nothing short of an animal when it comes to u in bed. Just biting and sucking every inch of your exposed flesh that is within his reach.

He NEVER fucks u with clothes on. NEVER. He needs to be pressed skin to skin against u, flesh rubbing against flesh is a must for him for him to be satisfied. Needs your naked soft body rubbing against his own, needs it more than he needs air. That's why loves shower sex. Just wet and naked lust, steamy sex fogging up the glass doors, hot slippery bodies gliding against each other, chasing carnal pleasure.

LOVES munching on your cheeks, biting and nibbling on them randomly. Especially during make outs, thinks you're adorable as fuck and it makes him want to eat u more. Does eat u literally. Tongue buried in your pussy, head buried between your thick thighs, fingers kneading your ass while he's at it

"so adorably pretty ,makes me wanna take a bite out of u baby"

Never stops complimenting u. Never stops reminding u that you're his everything. Doesn't ever let u go on diets

"I don't wanna lose even a little bit of u"

Also please let him cook for u, nothing makes him more happier than cooking for u. he is so in love with u, he would give u the world if u just asked for it.

a/n: I'm so mad there's only one Jay in this world like how is that fair

#enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen hard headcanons #enhypen smut #enhypen hard hours #enhypen #jay smut #park jay #jay hard thoughts #jay hard hours #park jongseong

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justauthoring · 2 months

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against the world [1].

because against all odds, you had found reno and he'd found you.

a/n: THE WAY THIS MAN HAS A CHOKEHOLD ON ME also im a sucker for the trope where two people are supposed to be enemies but love each other and are betraying their friends/work/beliefs etc. to be with one another so this was born :)

pairing: reno sinclair x f!reader

“Where are you off to?”

Feet halting beneath you, every muscle tenses as you hear Tifa step up behind you. You mentally curse her perceptiveness, having been so close to the door and making it out without anyone's knowledge before she called out for you.

With a gentle laugh, you glance at her from over your shoulder, noticing that Biggs, Jessie and Wedge who’d been at their regular table talking were looking your way as well.

“Out,” you start, offering a small smile as you scramble to come up with an explanation. Now that Tifa had asked and gotten their attention, there was no way any single one of them were going to let you slip out with just that. Taking a glance around the rest of the bar, your answer comes to you with a blink of the eye; “it’s late. I’m gonna retire for the night.”

“Oh?” Tifa’s head tilts, a frown of concern falling on her lips. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” you assure with ease, waving your hand at her. “Just tired. Didn’t get a good night's rest last night.”

“I think Y/N’s got a boyfriend she’s not telling us about.”

You like to think your expression is schooled, but even then you can’t help the way your eyes widen slightly at Jessie’s taunt. There’s a teasing smile on her face as she says the words, offering a nudge to Biggs’ arm as the two boys turn to you with wide eyes and Tifa’s concern is quickly replaced with interest.

“Oh!” Tifa calls, clapping her hands in front of her and she turns to you with a twinkle in her gaze. “Really?”

Before you can say anything, Jessie is jumping up from her seat and crossing the short distance over to you and Tifa by the bar door. She’s grinning from wide, ear to ear, moving to stand next to Tifa as she lets her eyes drag across you in thought. “Hasn’t she seemed more happy recently? A sort of… pep in her step?” She asks Tifa, blatantly ignoring the fact that you’re standing right in front of her. “Besides, she’s alway sneaking off early after meets. Especially when she used to stay and play cards with me all night.”

Panicked, you shake your head; “no, I–”

“I guess that is true,” Tifa agrees thoughtfully, nodding her head before her eyes meet yours directly. “You have seemed more distracted recently. Like you’re always lost in your thoughts.”

Feeling your cheeks warm, you stare back and forth between the two of them, suddenly realizing how dangerous they really were.

“But that’s just crazy,” Biggs finally speaks up, him and Wedge moving to stand with you three and your saving grace. “Y/N would’ve told us. Wouldn’t you?”

“Exactly,” Wedge agrees with ease, a joyful smile on his lips like there always is as he grins at you widely. “Y/N tells us everything! We’re her friends!”

You’ve never loved Biggs and Wedge more than you do at that moment.

“Of course,” you agree with ease, ignoring the small tinge of guilt that floods you when you realize that you are in fact lying. That, and you are keeping a secret from them… but if it weren’t for the circumstances, you would’ve told them all right away.

You wish you could tell them.

“I’ve just been tired recently,” you move to explain to Tifa and Jessie, hoping they’ll buy it. “We’ve been ramping up our efforts and it’s just been leaving me a little more exhausted as of late.”

Jessie still looks like she doesn’t quite trust you, a certain edge to her eyes as she glances at you, half expecting you to crack. You will yourself to hold strong, never letting your smile fade from your lips as you take a small step towards the door.

“Okay,” Tifa concedes with a nod, smiling at you. “Well, try to get some rest tonight. You know you can talk to me if it is more, right?”

Swallowing thickly, you nod, hoping it doesn’t come across too stiff as you offer them one last wave before turning and making your way out of the door. Jessie calls out to you to be safe on your way home just before you leave, and that brings a smile to your face, happy that she wasn’t actually upset with you and let the door to Seventh Heaven fall shut behind you.

Then, you take a moment, breathing in sharply before starting on your trip.

When you reach the corner you would’ve turned to head home, you turn the opposite way, and continue on from there, making your way out of Sector Seven and past that. You don’t stop, in fact, until you reach the edge of where you’d head to go up Topside, shrouded by the shadows that the night provided, glancing over your shoulder once more to make sure no one had followed you.

Then, just as you move to step forward, a hand wraps itself around your wrist and you’re tugged to the side, pressed against the wall of a fence as a figure presses itself up against you. There’s a momentary breath of panic, before you recognize the familiar shade of red and the touch of the hand that ghosts across your cheek and you let out a heavy breath.

“Reno,” you call, meeting his gaze as you blink up at him. He’s grinning widely down at you, his other hand falling on your hip as he brushes back a stray hair with the other.

“Hey,” he whispers, biting his lip.

In the next second, he’s pressing his lips against your own and you instantly return the affection. Your hands move to grip his cheeks, playing with ruly strands of his hair and tugging at them, curling into his hold to press yourself against him. Reno moans against the action, squeezing your hips in his hands, biting your bottom lip gently as he pulls away.

Breathless, you glance up at him.

“You were late,” he whispers a moment later, frowning slightly.

“Sorry,” you sigh, letting your hands fall against his chest. “Tifa caught me on my way out and then Jessie said she thought I was sneaking out to see some guy and that got the guys’ interest and it was just… a lot.”

“Little does she know how right she is,” Reno teases, quirking a brow down at him.

You just shake your head up at him, playing with the edge of his suit. “It sucks lying to them,” you admit quietly, avoiding his gaze as you say the words. “I wish I could tell them. I wanna tell Tifa and Jessie all about you.”

“About how great of a guy I am?”

Scoffing, you lightly slap his chest; “Reno. I’m serious.”

The smirk fades from his lips and is replaced by a gentle frown. “I’m sorry,” he offers softly, tracing a loose pattern on your hip with his thumb. “I wish we could tell people too. Rude’s actually been pretty noisy lately himself and I think he knows something. But… you understand why we can’t yeah?”

“Because Avalanche is actively trying to bring down Shinra… the company you work for?” You snort at Reno, raising a brow at him. “Yeah, I know.”

Licking his lips, Reno huffs; “I wish it was different but… this is how it has to be for now.”

Nodding, you sniffle; “I just know this can’t last is all.”

Frowning, Reno’s brows furrow; “what do you mean?”

“Tifa says an old friend of hers is coming down soon,” you explain, “he’s a merc but he’s apparently an ex-soldier… I think Barret wants to get pretty serious. And I shouldn’t even be telling you this stuff because I’m betraying my friends doing it… let alone just being with you.”

You can’t help it, your emotions catch up with you. The incident from earlier, although mild, had sent you in a frenzy and the sheer possibility of your friends, your family knowing that you were dating one of Shinra’s Turks? It had terrified you. Barret would for sure throw you out and Jessie, Biggs and Wedge would never talk to you again… And Tifa? She’d be so hurt and betrayed and–

“Hey, hey,” Reno calls out, cupping your cheek as he pulls your eyes on him. You bite your lip as he does, trying to stop the tears that refuse to stop, meeting his eyes as he brushes them away with his thumb. “We’ll figure it out, okay? Somehow.”

Nodding, you sigh. Truthfully, it’s hard to believe his words and you hardly think that any of it will end well. If anything, it’s bound to end horribly. Horrifically. But… but you can’t let that ruin the moments you have now because you’re not sure how much longer you’ll have them.

Because Reno might be Turk and work for a company that goes against everything you believe in, and you might be a terrorist in the eyes of Reno’s company… but you love him and he loves you and you’re not even sure how it all happened but he owns your heart completely and wholly.

And you wanted to cherish that for as long as you could while you still could.

“Okay,” you whisper, setting your hand over his own as you lean into his touch. “I trust you.”

#ff7 #ff7 x reader #ff7 rebirth #ff7 remake #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #reno #reno x reader #reno sinclair #reno sinclair x reader

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megxplryxb · 1 year

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Dating Steve Harrington would include:

Because honestly, who wouldn't want to date Steve?

Knowing Steve since you were little kids and being best friends ever since

You being totally oblivious to the fact that Steve liked you because you were convinced he was still in love with Nancy

Steve crushing on you for months but being afraid to tell you because he was sure you didn’t feel the same way even though you’ve loved him since, forever

Dropping little hints that he was crazy about you but you never catching on, always thinking he was talking about some new girl he’d met while at work

Getting jealous when he’d talk to Nancy because you hated how she broke his heart

Robin and Dustin trying to help him tell you how he felt but Steve would chicken out every time “No, I can’t tell her! If she doesn’t feel the same way, it’ll ruin our friendship and I can’t lose her.”

Your love for each other being blatantly obvious to EVERYONE

Steve always protecting you before everyone else even though he knew you could handle yourself

Steve finally telling you that he loved you when he was drugged by the Russians but you laughed it off thinking he didn’t know what he was saying. “Stevie, you’re very high right now.”

Him pulling you aside to tell you again before the showdown with Vecna while everyone was preparing for battle. “I meant what I said y’know, back at the mall…when you thought I was too drugged to know what I was saying…I’ve wanted to tell you for so long and I need to tell you now in case we don’t make it out this time and you can’t blame it on drugs.” He spoke softly as you put a hand over his mouth, smiling at him with tears in your eyes. “We’re going to make it out and when all of this is over you can tell me, okay?” You whispered cupping his face as he nodded. “I do, though. I always have.” Steve swallowed as you tried to hold back the tears from falling down your cheeks. “I do too.” You confessed finally sharing your first proper kiss

Nursing him back to health after defeating Vecna and becoming an official couple “Can we live happily ever after now?” Steve asked lying in his bed beside you before making love to you for the first time

Steve constantly touching you now that you’re his, it’s his love language after all

Your parents not being a bit surprised about your relationship because they were sure you were together anyway. “Haven’t you always been with him?” Your Dad asked confused as to why you were telling him now.

Borrowing his sweaters and forgetting to give them back for weeks at a time but Steve doesn’t mind because they always come back smelling like you and he loves the way you smell

Practically living in Steve’s house with him while his parents are out of town because he hates being alone. It’s not something that used to bother him but now that he’s with you, he doesn’t ever want to be without you. “Missed you today, honey.” He’d whisper in your ear, wrapping his arms tightly around you as you let out a soft laugh. “Steve, it’s only been a few hours.” “Yeah, a few hours too long.” He’d reply before kissing you

Having the whole gang over for movie nights, pool parties and sleepovers so Steve’s house doesn’t always feel so empty and you want him to have good memories there too

Teaching him how to cook because you’re tired of him constantly buying take out and shitty microwave meals when you aren’t around. Steve thinks it’s stupid at first but when you reveal there’s nothing sexier than a man who can cook, he rips off his shirt and throws on his apron, ready to make a mess in the kitchen, in more ways than one – “I might need a few lessons on how to cook, baby, but I’m a pro at dessert.” Steve would flirt trying to pull you closer as you’d wave your finger at him. “Dessert comes after “baby”.”

Running your fingers through his hair after a long day at work when you’re both lying on his couch watching a movie. “mmm sweetheart, that feels so good, could stay like this forever.”

Leaving your hair ties around his gear shift to annoy him but Steve secretly loves that you leave them there, just reminding everyone that you’re his and also because they’re useful when you decide to suck Steve off in his car when the drive in movie he takes you to is boring

Steve always looking up the local newspaper for affordable apartments so you can live together away from his parents house

Holding hands while he drives

Always telling you you're prettier than the actresses in the movies you watch while the gang gags at his cheesiness

Steve spending the holidays with your family and finally realising how much fun they could actually be

Bringing him and Robin lunch in Family Video

Steve picking you up from work on his days off “Hi honey, how was your day?”

Night swimming in his pool and feeling his fingers untying your bikini strings

Going on drives to nowhere just to see where you end up

Getting him to sing to you because it’s his secret talent and it really turns you on

Going on cheap dates because you hate fancy restaurants and prefer pizza

Dancing with you in his kitchen

Coming home drunk from a party and talking until the break of dawn

Steve whispering to you about his hopes for your future together when you have a bad dream and can’t sleep

Playing twister on date night but it always leads to sex

El and Max asking you for advice on relationships because you and Steve never break up unlike Nancy and Jonathan

Leaving Hickeys on Steve’s neck before he goes to work to annoy him

Steve leaving you notes when he leaves early but doesn’t want to wake you “Morning baby, how about dinner tonight at Enzo’s? Or we can just order a pizza and make out at skull rock, your choice - Love you x

Teasing Steve in public because you know how frustrated he gets

Sitting on his lap, whispering sweet nothings in his ear when he isn’t giving you attention at a party and you get a little too horny because he looks so good

Him never being able to say no to you

Steve always being willing to try new things in the bedroom with you “Baby I got this book today, you have to check it out, the positions are crazy!”

Lying on his chest while he tells you about his day

Giving you the last of his popcorn when you go to the movies because he knows the little pieces are your favourite

Steve loves how excited you get for every holiday, especially Halloween and Christmas.

He teases you for crying at the happy ending of movies but he thinks its the cutest thing ever

Giving Eddie advice on romance because now that he's found you, he wants his friend to be happy too

Always beating Steve at bowling, not because he lets you, just because he sucks at it. “Oh yeah? Maybe next time I’ll take you to the basketball court and see how you like losing, huh hotshot?” He’d joke wrapping an arm around you, kissing your cheek as you return your bowling shoes to the counter

Being the only other person allowed to drive his car, a privilege you’re extremely proud of. “I can’t believe you’re actually letting me drive this.” You squeal as Steve tosses you the keys, walking towards the passenger door. “Baby, if you drive the car as good as you fuck in it, we really won’t have a problem.” Steve teases as you slide in to the driver seat confidently.

Having stupid fights and Steve always apologising first because he hates it when you’re mad at him (not that you can stay mad for too long)

The hot make up sex you have after

Running you baths and lighting candles

Sneaking off from parties to find a bathroom you can make out in

Taking Steve to lingerie shops so he can help you pick out something sexy “Baby, I think you should get these, pink is totally your colour” “Oh I love lace!” “Crotchless panties, why would….Oooooh, they’re going in the basket.”

Steve being a professional pussy eater – the man just loves to watch you squirm underneath him and he could stay there for hours

Gathering his own little collection of sex toys to use on you because watching you cum is his favourite hobby

Never letting you shower alone because Steve wants to spend time with your boobies, he literally talks to them while you rinse out your hair

Wearing his old jerseys because seeing his last name draped across your back, drives him insane.

He knows he’ll make you Mrs Harrington eventually, he already has the ring picked out

#steve harrington #steve harrington x you #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington smut #steve harrington imagine #king steve #steve the hair harrington #joe keery #steve stranger things #stranger things smut #steve harrington x fem #steve harrington fic

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psychspark · 2 months

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probably my favourite thing about shadowheart is how her wisdom and charisma scores are expressed in her character. she lies all the time, it's absolutely central to her identity that she doesn't give away pieces of herself freely.

she is also so fucking bad at lying. if it isn't obvious that she's trying to redirect or mislead from the get go it becomes painfully obvious the moment she chooses to share something on purpose. literally everything about her changes when she is telling the truth - her posture, her expression, her tone of voice, her choice of words. she might as well have a neon sign above her head that lights up with 'I AM LYING' when she's trying to use any charisma skill.

but her wisdom score is such that you can blatantly call her out and it achieves as much as getting her to stubbornly jut out her chin like both parties KNOW that she's lying. we all KNOW she is hiding something. she KNOWS she cannot hide this.

that doesn't mean she's going to tell you though what are you, crazy? so what if you know she's hiding something fuckin' hell if she's gonna tell you about it jog on mate

obviously this is absolutely hilarious and i love her your honour

#shadowheart #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #ooo she's so mean and evasive #yeah and??? it's also fucking hysterical #she is a comedy in this regard please it's brilliant #thank you john corcoran #thank you jennifer english #thank you aliona baranova

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impuls1veworm · 10 months

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NIGHT SHIFT.

Ran, Sanzu, Hanma, Kokonoi, Wakasa, Takeomi, Kazutora, and Shion — Tokyo Revengers

Getou and Gojo — Jujutsu Kaisen

˚₊ ⋆ ☠︎︎ ⋆ ₊˚ prompt: and I’ll never see you again if I can help it.

You never planned on looking through your boyfriend's phone, but what you caught a glimpse of earlier in the day left your thoughts racing. Your boyfriend had thrown himself down next to you on the couch to show you something. He opened his phone, and as he scrolled through his apps, you caught sight of an app your boyfriend swore up and down he never used your entire relationship: Instagram. Honestly, using the app wasn't a big deal, but it was the fact he hid it from you and lied about not using it that left you uneasy.

After catching a glimpse of the app, your eyes immediately darted to his face, though your boyfriend seemed unaware of what you just saw. Choosing not to say anything in the moment and instead waiting for a time to check for yourself.

So here you were, wide awake as he slept soundly, adrenaline shooting through your body, causing your hands to have a slight shake in them. You unlocked his phone only to not see the app anywhere. You were confused, so you went to the search bar to type in the app's name. And there it was. He quite literally hid the app, which immediately set off blaring alarm bells in your mind, knowing an innocent person would have nothing to hide.

Opening the app, you were bombarded with images of women. Ranging from old friends to sex worker's, the women were extremely pretty and had one thing in common: they looked nothing like you. You searched his likes to find the same types of images, and you stared at the inbox icon, not ready to open it. You weren't ready for the potential betrayal you were about to see. Hesitantly, you clicked on the icon and saw messages he sent to other women.

Messages telling them how beautiful they were, how they were perfect in every way. The more you read the sicker you felt. You felt your face grow hot in disbelief and anger. You looked over at your boyfriend, still asleep, and resisted the urge to shake him, hit him, something. As an indescribable feeling of embarrassment filled your body. Embarrassed that the man you had called yours had been going behind your back for who knows how long.

Closing out the app, you put his phone back and got back into bed. This was a battle for another day.

It was a week later when you finally got the courage to confront him. You truly did not want to do this, but as you sat at the table with him eating dinner, your mouth was dry and appetite gone as you thought about what he was still potentially doing. Every time he went to the bathroom, every time he went out with a friend, every time he went to work, there was a voice in the back of your head saying he was lying to you. He was out seeing other women, not truly where he said he was going to be.

"Why did you lie to me about using Instagram?" You asked. He immediately stopped what he was doing, looking at you, before letting out a chuckle. "I didn't lie. I don't use it," was his rebuttal. The fact that he could lie to your face felt like an even bigger stab in the back. You couldn't believe he could sit here and act innocent, like you were the crazy one, the one lying.

Pulling your phone out, you shoved the proof at him. He grabbed your phone, eying the pictures before handing your phone back to you with a sigh. Any argument he had vanished as he went silent, he wouldn't even look at you now. You weren't sure if it was shame, embarrassment, or guilt. Either way, it made you angrier as you just wanted answers; answers about how he could do this and why he would blatantly lie to your face when you asked.

All he gave you was a quiet, "I don't know what you want me to say." Not giving you any type of answers or a sense of closure.

Without a word you got up from the table, you were done.

#tokyo revengers imagine #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #ran x reader #ran haitani x reader #sanzu x reader #hanma x reader #kokonoi x reader #wakasa x reader #takeomi x reader #kazutora x reader #shion x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojo x reader #getou x reader #geto x reader

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scribefindegil · 1 year

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Reigen as a con-man/scammer is just so funny and interesting too, because he is also very genuine about helping people. Like, he looks down on the scammers who just confirm a problem or take others’ money and don’t actually try to do anything about their problem.

Like most of the cases he gets and handles are mundane, and he actually handles it while validating what his customer thinks is going on and not calling them crazy or anything.

And then on the other hand, he is very much about the money. No question about it.

See, the thing about Reigen that is so funny and kind of endearing is that he could make so much more money doing almost Anything Else?? The man has plenty of marketable skills! Clearly he was miserable in his water cooler sales job but I'm sure he was good at it, and was probably making more money there than he does with S&S. He wildly (wildly!) undercharges compared to every other psychic. He has canonically accepted vegetable seeds as payment.

Like. He acts like he's all about the money. I think he believes that he's all about the money. But when you look at the evidence . . . he is not. Honestly he should probably raise his prices.

But yeah! He genuinely likes helping people! He's good at his job! We tend to focus on the spirit cases because they're the most Dramatic, but the vast majority of clients don't have anything actually spiritual going on. They have problems that Reigen can solve (And his esper employees can't! Which is really important thematically!!)

Like, yes, he's constantly lying to people. Yes, he feels like he has a duty to actually help his clients solve their problems. Yes, he is blatantly violating child labor laws and taking advantage of a kid to help his business. Yes, he loves that kid more than life itself.

He's perfect. He's a mess. I love him.

#conversations #relatedly this is why i stand by my assertion that he is a Discworld witch #it's the headology #reigen arataka #mp100

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reviewsdefinitionofsatisfaction · 8 days

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Taylor has been lying on Joe since You’re Losing Me (Important Thread)

I’ve been confident in this theory since Midnights, but didn’t know how to spread it. Taylor is now blatantly lying about Joe and rewriting history. SHE was the one who didn’t want to get married, and Joe broke up with her over it. She chose fame over marriage, and the evidence is all over her music.

Ever since I heard “Mine” I instinctively knew Taylor was afraid of marriage. It’s the classic child-of-divorce case. “You say we’ll never make my parents’ mistakes.” / “Brace myself for the goodbye ‘cause it’s all I’ve ever known.”

Her fear of marriage continues throughout her discography. Don’t let “Lover” and “Paper Rings” fool you—those were false promises to Joe at the start of their relationship. Listen to “champagne problems,” a song she and Joe co-wrote. What couple writes a song about breaking up because the girl is terrified of marriage 4 years into their relationship? Why, one where that’s happening, of course. “Your Midas touch on the Chevy door,” aka how she always references Joe turning things to gold. And don’t forget “Renegade,” a song where in the music video SHE is the one anxiously staring out the window being told to “open the blinds.” (“Is it really your anxiety that stops you from giving me everything or do you just not want to?”, the lyric referring to Joe asking for marriage) This was a song written by Taylor from Joe’s perspective at the time. “I tapped on your window on your darkest night” (referring to Rep era) / “Starry eyes sparking up my darkest night.” … “And then you squeeze my hand as I’m about to leave.” (Joe’s POV) / “It’s on your face, don’t walk away, I need to say…” Taylor was the one always blowing up on him and then apologizing, as illustrated in Afterglow, The Great War, and most obviously her post-breakup behavior. Joe was NOT the volatile one of the two (also supported by articles released by her team, stating Joe’s personality was “great for Taylor” because “he is very calm”).

Then, just look at Midnights. The Bejeweled music video (which Taylor wrote and directed) is the clearest thing. A video all about choosing pop-stardom over a ring from a prince? While she and her boyfriend are having marriage disagreements? Hmmm. Interesting. Seriously, just go watch the intro to that video and tell me Taylor was the one fighting to get married behind the scenes.

Midnights lyrics: “He wanted a bride, I was making my own name. Chasing that fame.” (a person who WANTS to get married would NOT be writing this song!!!) “All they keep asking me is if I’m gonna be your bride. The only kind of girl they see is a one night or a wife.” “No deal the 1950s shit they want from me. I just wanna stay in that lavender haze” “I have this thing where I get older but just never wiser.” “I have this dream my daughter-in-law kills me for the money. She thinks I left them in the will.” (accompanied by elaborate scene displaying family-related anxieties in music video)

This is someone who is terrified of marriage and being an adult. I believe she launched herself into a fame-hug to avoid confronting her issues with Joe at this late stage in their relationship. After he broke up with her, she realized how deep of a mistake she made during the Eras Tour. Hence, the big lie in “You’re Losing Me” (which was written THEN, in 2023, conveniently dropped during the Matty Healy controversy) and her daring him to “say something” about the lie. (False God lyric: “I can’t talk to you when you’re like this, staring out the window like I’m not your favorite town.” When they fight, he was always the one ignoring her craziness.) And soon after, her peculiar surprise song choices on June 23: “Paper Rings” (“I’d marry you with paper rings”) and “If This Was A Movie” (“If this was a movie, you’d be here by now”).

The initial breakup article by People (Tree Paine’s mouthpiece) even outlines this story. “According to multiple sources, Swift and Alwyn had been ‘talking about marriage as recently as a few months ago.’ But at the end of the day, the couple wasn’t ready for a future together. ‘Taylor didn’t see them working out in the long run,’ says the insider.” This was before she wrote YLM, trying to provoke him, and now she will be driving it further with this new album I’m certain she wrote during 2023, NOT 2 years ago like she and Jack are trying to push. Her having Jack drop YLM’s “2021 date,” and then liking that tweet implying Sweet Nothing was not about Joe (when it was clearly about Joe)… she’s rewriting the narrative. You can’t trust a word she says.

#you are losing me #taylor swift #anti taylor swift #anti matty healy #joe alwyn #matty healy #the tortured poets department #midnight album #reddit #midnights

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—On Your Mind

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader/OFC

Summary: You watch her across the room, eyes heavy-lidded and the edge of a red solo cup resting against your lips. It doesn't matter that a sea of bodies separates the two of you. It doesn't even matter that there's someone else in front of you right now, trying to get your attention. The sight of Wanda fighting with her boyfriend always caught your eye.

Warnings: Toxic Behaviour. Infidelity. Spicy but not explicit content. Toxic!Reader. Tony—should get therapy but throws a party instead. Natasha—trying to be a good person. Vision—is a loser.

Note: JLKSDFJSk I wish I could explain this but I can't. Inspired by the song #icanteven - the neighbourhood

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The music pumped so loudly that you could feel the bass thrumming along your skin. It was electric, and the only thing that soothed you right now was when the taste of the bourbon in your red solo cup slid down your throat with ease.

You found it kind of funny that Stark rented out an entire club, buying the most tasteful liquor but refused the glasses and shelled out money for red solo cups instead. You had teased him, saying he was looking to relive his youthful days, but Stark insisted it was because it would get more expensive when people got too drunk and broke the glasses one way or another.

You didn't blame him. Stark was a particularly stressed individual, even if he hid it behind his snarky remarks and flippant personality. But that was what you especially liked about him.

"Are you having fun?"

You hold your cup out to Natasha, letting her pour you another bourbon on ice.

"So much," you replied flatly, looking her in the eye as she smiled. "It's almost crazy how much I can't contain my excitement."

Natasha laughed, tipping her cup towards you, and you bumped yours against hers in cheers. Once the two of you took a generous sip of your drinks, Natasha sighed as she leaned against the counter.

"You didn't have to come tonight," Natasha drawled. "Stark throws one of these every year. He won't even know if you're missing one."

"Thanks for blatantly lying to my face." You smirked. "But with his neurotic personality? I'd be getting phone calls all night if I didn't show up."

Natasha only chuckles in response, and you know that she knows that you're correct. She turned to you, about to say something else, when she noticed a glint in your eye. Following your line of gaze, Natasha only sighed.

Across the room, past the many bodies of people dancing, was Wanda arguing tersely with her boyfriend.

"Stop," Natasha warned you, flicking the side of your head. You turned to look at her with a raised brow.

"Stop what?" You asked innocently.

Natasha rolled her eyes. "You know exactly what." Her nose is scrunched up in mild displeasure. "Stop staring at Wanda and Vision fighting. They're really on the rocks lately, and your flirting with her has been making it worse."

You shrugged, uncaring. "Wanda hasn't told me to stop." You smirked again. "And from the looks of it over there, she might need someone hitting on her to lift her spirits."

Natasha bumped her shoulder against yours, shoving you slightly in reprimand. "Don't you feel bad at all?" She sighed. "Vision isn't...a terrible guy and everyone can tell you make him feel...small."

"I think it would take me having a second heart to feel remotely bad for him," you rolled your eyes and then scoffed. "He's not a terrible guy, but I wouldn't exactly say he's awesome either. He's so condescending to Wanda."

Natasha only fidgets uncomfortably at your words, unable to fight against them. It was hard when Natasha thought back to Wanda's muted behavior this last year. You wouldn't have known being new to the group, but Wanda used to be so full of laughter and mischief. Now, she was so serious and, well, drab.

"Still," Natasha bit her lip. "They're dating and Wanda doesn't seem like she's come to her senses about breaking up with him."

"Maybe she just needs a little push," you quipped with a shrug.

"If that were the case, the constant love confessions she gets would've woken her up already," Natasha pointed out dryly. "Wanda's not unaware that she's an incredibly attractive girl." Natasha left out the part that begs the question of why she stayed with a guy like Vision in the first place.

"Yes, but she's told all those dudes to fuck off," you grinned, swirling the bourbon in your cup. "So, maybe," you licked your lips, eyeing the two arguing across the room, "she needs a little push from someone whose interest she's entertaining."

Natasha sighed, grumbling obscenities under her breath before she looked at you with unimpressed eyes. "I want no part of whatever you're planning to do tonight." With that, Natasha gave you a look before she walked away.

You laughed as you began to walk off in the other direction.

"Well, if it makes you feel better, I have no plan!"

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Wanda glanced at you. It was her 29th time since arriving at this stupid party. She hadn't wanted to come at all, not feeling social in the slightest lately.

But Vision had insisted since he's been friends with Tony since they were young. Vision never missed any outgoing Tony planned, and sometimes it drove Wanda mad. It was a point of contention how often Vision would choose Tony over her needs.

Wanda never blamed Tony since he was unaware it was a problem in the first place. Unless Vision told his childhood friend, and Tony was blatantly ignoring it and continuing on with the constant events and invites.

The dimmed lighting and pumping music gave Wanda a slight headache, and she was about to turn to Vision to tell him they could only stay for an hour because, despite trying to convince her boyfriend to not go, big events like this were impossible to not go to.

"Vis," Wanda kept her tone even. "I'm serious, I want to go home after an hour—two at the most."

"Wanda," Vision sighed as if she were being completely unreasonable. "You know these only happen once a year. Just—try to enjoy yourself, okay?"

Wanda didn't reply with anything in return, only tersely nodding her head. If she opened her mouth now, she would undoubtedly say something that would cause another spat between them, which has been happening a lot as of late. It just seemed like every little thing was a cause for an argument. Half the time, Wanda didn't even remember what they were fighting about by the time they had their next argument (which would be soon after).

Wanda pursed her lips. Well...that wouldn't be an exact truth.

Lately, the fights have been centering around a few focus topics. Vision's lack of attentiveness, Wanda's nagging, and you.

It was bad, Wanda knew. She really shouldn't be indulging your witty banter, lingering looks, and grazing touches. Honestly, it was probably already considering cheating how much your attention charmed her.

It was just the right amount of flirting. Friendly and obvious but not disrespectful.

"I'm going to go find Tony. Do you want to come along?"

"No." Wanda answered shortly and shook her head.

Vision sighed deeply through his nose, pinching the space between his brows. "Fine," he gritted, trying to avoid another argument. "Just stay here and enjoy yourself then. I'll come find you later."

"It's hard to enjoy myself when I have a headache, Vis," Wanda glared at him.

"Then you should've taken an Advil before you came—" Vision started to raise his voice but immediately cut himself short. He muttered to himself as if he were trying to calm himself down. "I don't know what you want me to do, Wanda. We're here, so let's just do our best, okay? I'll see if Tony has some Advil."

"I want to go home, Vis," Wanda emphasized because she was sure Advil wasn't going to fix her mood. She had a tight feeling in her stomach that this party would be a mistake.

Wanda looked over her shoulder again and found your eyes on her. They were aloof as you stared, and you weren't even paying attention to the girl talking in front of you. A chill scratched down Wanda's arms, her skin rising to goosebumps.

That was probably why Wanda entertained it. You made her feel seen, and Wanda had never felt so seen by someone as much as she did when you looked at her.

"Jesus Christ, Wanda. I wouldn't have insisted on you coming if I knew you were going to be so miserable to be around," Vision grunted.

Wanda sharply turned back to Vision, her eyes flashing dangerously.

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The song changes. The calypso beat and reverse guitar sound ring in your ears compellingly.

You've been leaning against the back wall for a while now, nursing that bourbon drink Natasha poured for you earlier. The club is hazy with flashing blue lights, making it easier for you to be a wallflower.

Well, almost.

"I didn't think we'd get to see each other again. I thought about texting you, but I don't know. I felt weird since you haven't texted me. But I mean, what a coincidence, right? I would've never guessed you knew Tony too."

You hummed, barely paying attention to the brunette in front of you.

Wanda was still fighting with Vision, and honestly, you were quite impressed. They arrived almost half an hour ago, and they're still managing to fight in a club with deafening music.

Your index finger tapped against your red solo cup along with the beat of the music idly. Natasha's probably right, and you shouldn't look at Wanda anymore. You have a perfectly nice woman in front of you now, eager to talk with you and probably would go home with you without too much work.

But Wanda Maximoff was a vice, and she had you in an unyielding grip.

You watch her across the room, eyes heavy-lidded and the edge of a red solo cup resting against your lips. It doesn't matter that a sea of bodies separates the two of you. It doesn't even matter that there's someone else in front of you right now, trying to get your attention. The sight of Wanda fighting with her boyfriend always caught your eye.

Vision threw his arms up in frustration and defeat before he walked off. Wanda turned her head, eyes catching yours in a glint, and you smirked behind your cup.

And the sight of you staring at her fighting with her boyfriend had always caught Wanda's eye.

"That's lovely," you muttered half-heartedly to the girl in front of you, passing her your cup as you stood straight. "You like bourbon, right? You should enjoy yourself and I'll catch you later."

You heard the call of your name, but you're already navigating through the crowd of bodies.

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A warm hand slid into Wanda's, fingers tracing her palm before interlocking.

"Hey."

The husk voice and puff of air hit the shell of Wanda's ear, and she turned around as if she hadn't been waiting for you. The smell of bourbon and the citrus smell of Neroli Portofino hits her nose. She almost sighs contentedly but bites down her tongue instead.

"Hey," Wanda leaned in towards your ear to say back.

Your thumb traced the thenar of her palm while staring into her eyes, searching for something—and god, Wanda hoped you found the answer because she couldn't verbally give you one.

"Wanna dance?" You asked her, but you're already dragging her out onto the dance floor, between the sea of bodies, obscuring them from view.

You pulled Wanda into your body, all her parts pressed against you perfectly. Your hands on her waist, squeezing tightly once.

Headache?

Wanda felt like such a liar. She was feeling something else—something that traveled much lower. Something that Advil couldn't fix.

This was a terrible, terrible idea.

And Wanda blamed Vision for it. He really should've just taken her home.

Wanda turned around in your arms, her back pressed against you as she ground against you along with the beat. Her hips sway while your hand caresses her shoulder, trailing down her arm.

Your lips grazed the shell of her ear, ghosting down her neck, and suddenly the flirting didn't feel so friendly anymore.

Your hand enclosed Wanda's, and her head fell backward, eyes fluttering close as she leaned against you, moving with the music.

"You're so pretty," you muttered in her ear, and she almost couldn't hear it over the music. Wanda's hand tightened around yours, and she could feel the rumble of your chuckle. "Are you even thinking of him?"

Wanda's eyes snapped open as she looked at your piercing gaze and felt herself grow feverish.

Guilt filled her because, no, Vision hadn't crossed her mind once until you brought him up.

"I—" Wanda started to say, but nothing else would come out.

"Must've been a pretty bad fight." You kissed the junction of her neck and shoulder. "He's a shitty, shitty guy. Otherwise, he'd cross your mind even a little."

Wanda felt you grip her chin, tilting her head down to stare straight ahead, and her stomach dropped.

"But I guess you're pretty mean too, Wanda. I mean, you're probably the only thing on his mind right now and you're not even thinking of him a little," you chuckled, and Wanda shouldn't feel so flushed with how callous it sounded.

A couple of people have moved off the dance floor, giving Wanda the perfect line of sight to see Vision—or for Vision to see her, she supposed.

He stood there with a bottle of Advil; his face was grim.

But he didn't move, and neither did Wanda.

They stood there, staring at each other.

"Don't think that bottle of Advil is gonna help him," you mused. "He looks sick to his stomach."

You nudged her to stand straighter, causing her to look at you. "Wanna get some fresh air, or do you wanna go be miserable with him?" You gave her a choice, despite your taunting words. Your grip on her hand loosened, only giving Wanda a split second to decide.

Wanda tightens her hold on your hand. "No, it's pretty hot in here."

You gave her a lopsided smile as you began to tug her in the opposite direction of Vision, and Wanda followed, only turning her head back once to look at Vision's grim face as he gripped the Advil bottle.

Wanda leaves, and he doesn't follow.

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Wanda moaned against your mouth as you pressed her against the wall of the club in the alleyway. Her fingers slid against your jaw, pulling you closer as she consumed your lips over and over.

She hated the taste of bourbon, but it tasted so fucking good on your tongue. Wanda wanted to concentrate on only one thing, and that was just how good it felt to have your hands sliding up her waist, ruffling her shirt as your thumb pressed against her ribs.

But fuck, you were making it really hard for Wanda to feel the pleasure guiltless.

"So pretty," the words from your lips tumble into Wanda's mouth. "Think about you all the time. Can't believe you're with such a dickhead."

"Not right now I'm not," Wanda quipped, capturing your lips.

The words made you chuckle, and you squeezed her in your hands. "Not right now?" You mused. "Are you saying you're going to go back to him?" You peppered kisses along her jawline.

"Are you telling me Vision's gonna take you back after he looked like he was going to throw up?" You pulled back just slightly to look Wanda in the eyes. Her chest rose and fell in deep pants, lips plump and cheeks flushed.

You brush your lips against hers, pressing lightly as if to test the connection between the two of you. "He's probably standing there like a fucking moron thinking about how could you do this to him."

Wanda surged forward, deepening the kisses as she firmly pulled you closer. Her grip was possessive and intense, and she just wanted you to shut up.

"Natasha asked me earlier if I even feel bad," you pulled away, shifting your hands to thread through Wanda's hair, gripping her head to pull her into another lust-driven kiss.

Wanda moaned.

"I don't," you told her. "I don't even feel a little bad."

Your thumb stroked Wanda's swollen lips. Really, she was so fuckin' pretty.

Wanda raised her brow at you. "Are you gonna talk about him all night? If you keep making me think about him, I might just go running back right now."

You chuckled, pulling her into a rough kiss, teeth dragging at her lower lip, and Wanda whimpered. You soothed it over with your tongue, hearing her soft sigh.

"Let's not make empty threats. You and I both know who's always on your mind. Does that make you feel bad?"

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You woke up to an empty bed, but you weren't surprised.

You checked your phone to see a bunch of texts from Tony to see if you were awake and sighed deeply, sending a quick message back.

Another thing you hated about the yearly parties was the brunch date the next day.

You lingered in the shower, your fingers running over the dark hickeys that littered your neck and collarbones.

By the time you made it, you were the last person.

"There you are!" Tony dramatically scowled at you, pointing his fork threateningly at you to sit down.

You took the seat next to Natasha, getting a questioning look from her with her brow raised. You winked at her before looking ahead.

Wanda and Vision sat together cozily, her head on his shoulder while his arm was around her.

Vision was pointedly ignoring your existence, but Wanda looked at your amused gaze that trailed the matching hickeys on her neck poorly covered with concealer, raising her brow in challenge.

"Man," Tony groaned, rubbing his face. "I feel like shit today. Anyone else feel bad?"

There were mumbles here and there in response.

Wanda just stared at you before she soundly said, "No. I feel just fine."

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff imagine #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x y/n #wanda maximoff angst #avengers imagine #scarlet witch imagine #scarlet witch x reader #wanda maximoff fanfiction #Elizabeth olsen x reader #mm: my fics

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sirfrogsworth · 3 months

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These people will believe all kinds of ridiculous conspiracy theories and know in their bones they are 100% true without any evidence.

But then when an actual and blatantly obvious conspiracy happens they cannot look past their bias to see it.

If this same shit happened to Don Jr. I would absolutely feel the same way.

Do they think cocaine causes laptop amnesia?

That he was so drug-addled he forgot his laptop was being repaired?

That he never went, "Oh, I need to type an email to China and get that sweet bribe money" and didn't wonder where his MacBook ran off to?

Do they think rich people just have spare $3000 computers lying around so they won't care that their sensitive data is in another state with some stranger?

I actually know a rich person who had computer problems. They didn't even consider taking their computer to a repair shop. They hired me to come fix it and watched over my shoulder as I did it. I don't care if they were filled to the brim with cocaine, they were not taking a computer that had accessed their bank accounts to the fucking Geek Squad. Nor would they entrust it to a stranger.

It's so fucking obvious and they are acting like I am the crazy person.

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n1k1tty · 2 years

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enhypen reacting to you biting them

HEESEUNG

- u guys were at a party

- and ur bf was like busy talking to his friends while you’re sitting on his lap

- and you’re like starting to get bored

- and ur literally waiting for him notice you🙄🙄

- like you would play with his hands, his hair EVERYTHING

- until you gave up and just rested your head on his shoulder

- few more minutes and you couldn’t take it anymore BAHABXJABD

- so you just grabbed his forearm and bit it😋

- he just giggles and hugs you tighter and then he’s like “you wanna go home now?”

- “I’VE BEEN WANTING TO GO HOME🙄”

JAY

- mf would look at you like you’re crazy🙄

- so like u guys were just sitting on the couch watching a show

- and then u suddenly had this urge to just bite him BAHBSJXBSJD

- and since he placed his hand over ur shoulder, you literally just grabbed his forearm and bit it

- bro would literally stare at you for 10 seconds WITHOUT A WORD😭

- you would just smile at him

- and then he would act like it didn’t happen BAHHSJXNS

JAKE

- THIS BITCH WOULD BITE BACK ONG��

- you and him have this like habit of just biting each other at random times LMASONDOANDOSNDKS

- and it would happen in normal occasions

- like you guys were just at the mall holding hands😊

- and then u just bit his forearm no explanation

- HE WOULD LOOK AT U AND THEN SMILE AND THEN BITE YOU BACK

- but sometimes he does it too hard and you end up like almost crying🙄🙄🙄

- but its okay bcs he would shower u with hugs n kisses as an apology 😕😓😖😣☹️🙁🤕🤒💔

SUNGHOON

- mans got good quality meat in his arms so you wouldn’t be able to help it😋😋😋

- and so like (even though he’s bad at cooking) he was cooking breakfast for you

- and like he sleeps shirtless sometimes

- those were one of those days so u couldn’t help but look at his arms

- u were staring so hard he could feel it

- AND HE KNEW U WERE GNA BITE BCS U ALWAYS DO THAT TO HIM

- “don’t even think about it” sunghoon laughs

- u still do it anyway 😋

SUNOO

- he would be the type to just let you be

- or even offer u to bite him😭😭😭

- u guys usually have a k-drama weekend where u just binge watch kdramas

- and you literally just grabbed his forearm and just bit it

- HE WOULD LITERALLY SMILE SO HARD AT YOU

-AND THEN PAT YOUR HEAD AND REST HIS HEAD ON UR SHOULDER

- LIKE HES SO IN LOVE 🙄🙄🙄🙄

JUNGWON

- u guys always like to go on a walk at night

- and ur parents always allows u bcs they love jungwon☹️

- and so u guys were holding hands and talking about just everything

- and while you guys were lying on the floor of the playground stargazing

- you saw that he was still wearing the bracelet u made him when u guys started dating

- “oh my gosh you still wear it😕😕😕” “i never take it off”

- and u found it so cute and just bit him

- he would literally laugh because he knows that’s like one of the ways u show affection

- and then he just kisses ur forehead☹️☹️

RIKI

- I FEEL LIKE THIS BITCH STARTED THE BITING

- but honestly u guys r perfect for each other cuz yall do the same crazy shit

- and so whenever he would come over to ur house he would just either play with your puppy

- or ask u to bake something with him

- even though he sucks at cooking he literally loves cooking / baking w u

- and so while u were getting the stuff ready he was like “can i give you a piggyback”

- and for some odd fucking reason u did it anyway

- and while you guys were just vibing to music while ur on his back with ur hands like wrapped around his neck

- HE JUST BLATANTLY BITES UR ARM SO HARD

- AND SO U SLAP HIS BACK AND JUSG BITES HIS SHOULDER LAMODNAKDKS

- u guys r literally wild animals ong😭😭

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geordikisser · 3 months

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‘nobody knows what i see.’

seth (+ alphonse mention‼️) x guitarist!reader

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motivational shit :3, domestic fluff & suggestive comments ^_^

📓 ,, authors note : felt a little silly gais, considering snorts heh,,,, my silly ass play geetaur 🤓☝🏽,,!!1!1!1!! this is just like—- for me lmao L:|

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seth was bringing in groceries from him and alphonse shopping trip. “that’s all, al.” he calls out to the gumdrop boy as he notices alphonse is slipping and sliding to the bathroom. “andddd he’s gone,,,” he grins, a chuckle escapes him. he begins to unbag all the refrigerator items and puts them where they need to be.

humming to himself, he begins to loose himself,,, he begins putting everything away as alphonse takes a leak. “i got my boots,, i got my hat,,,” seth hums to himself as he sets the big bag of flour on the floor in the cabinet. he stretches up and grunts as he hears footsteps behind him.

“damn!!! you work fast.” al smirks as seth gives an eye roll in return. “you take to long to piss.” seth grabs the tote bags and places them by the front door. “imma start dinner! tell boo we’re home, won’t you?” alphonse calls to seth as seth slips his shoes off and puts on the bunny slippers you bought him.

he finds himself smiling whenever he slips these on. it fills him with a childlike happiness knowing you even think about him. speaking of you,,, how have you not heard them come back?

seth slides up the stairs and wonders to your guys room. “hey su—“ he cuts himself off immediately. he hears a intense(ly off tune) riff echoing from the room. followed with frustrated grunts following.

you adjust your guitars tuning and you play your warmup riff. he laughs as she sees you jump with confidence. you clear your throat as you begin plucking the intro to your favorite song at the moment.

you begin humming to keep up with the rhythm of the song. “some people think i’m acting worse for wear,,” you sing happily as seth feels his heart have a heart beat.

you get to the bridging part of it and seth has never fallen harder for you than he has then. the way you sang or even hum along melodically with your playing, it complimented eachother perfectly. to the way you would smile at certain lyrics and how you would squint your eyes to hit certain parts of the song.

seth watched you so delicately like you would disappear if he didn’t watch hard enough. “crazy for you,, oh boy,,,” you hum sweetly as those lyrics just melted upon seth’s ears. you clear your throat as you take off your headphones and place your guitar on its stand. seth had no idea you played guitar, alphonse? sure. but seth? he was enamored in more ways than one.

he gently knocks on the door and you whipped your head behind you. “a—alphy!!! i told you i don’t like it when you watch—,,” you stammer embarrassingly. as seth reveals himself, you feel even more embarrassed.

“o—oh,,, hey hunnybunny,,” you blush as he laughs at your bashfulness. “oh, seth can watch but alphonse can’t huh?” he smirks at you as he walks towards the bed. you huff with a big red blush peering on your face.

“d—didn’t say all that,,” you mutter as he giggles and takes a seat beside you. “you play guitar, sugar?” his eyes meet your shy silly ones. “y—yeahhh,, i dabbled in highschool to college sortaaa,,-?” you grin cheekily. he nods as you caresses your cheek gently.

“you’re reaaaal sweet when you act all bashful for me. don’t like an audience?” he asked as he rubbed your cheek with his thumb, feeling the heat radiate from your embarrassed face. you shake your head ‘no’ as he clicks his tongue. “whys that now, darlin’?” he asks as you look away, this time less bashfulness and more of a sad puppy gloominess.

“i,, i dont know.” you state blatantly as he guides your face to meet his. “now now,, you know why.” his eyes give you a reassuring look as you smile. “i get embarrassed easily,,, i reaaaaaally fucking hate it.” you laugh, your voice cracking awkwardly. loosing eye contact with him. “i always kinda sucked at this sorta thing,,” you admit as you hold seth’s hand with your free ones. nuzzling into his touch.

“well let me tell you something.” he begins as you look at him. “you, are the most talented person i’ve ever met.” he smiles. using both hands to cup your face. “you’re an amazing friend, lover, supporter, baker and now known guitarist! how many people can someone say that they know someone like you.” he smiles sweetly.

“nor does anyone taste as sweet as you.” he smirks as he leans in and gives you a big smooch. “real sweet.” he murmurs in a low tone going in for seconds. giggles and kisses as seth whispers sweet nothings to you. slowly, he pins you down to the bed within this kissing session.

“you are the most gorgeous.” smooch! “most funniest.” smoooooch.. “and sexiest piece of work i’ve ever seen.” he says, pulling away as he fixes your disheveled hair out of your face. both of you glowing red.

he clears his throat as he sits up with you in his arms. “what i’m saying is sugar. you are a packaged deal! you are one sweet thing and this son of a bitch (literally,,,,) is lucky to have you. and i bet alphonses stupid ass is just as grateful as i.” he smiles as his breath lingers on your neck.

you hold onto his arms as you hum in response to his sweetness. “you are one special human being and i’m glad to know you,,” he smiles. “thanks sethy,,, i love you more then you could ever know.” you sigh as he kisses your neck, tickling you. “now cmon,,,!!! alphonse is making dinner!! gotta make sure the kitchen doesn’t melt from the outside.” he teases as you giggle and jump up.

as you two walk down stairs, you hold onto seth’s pinkie. “thank you seth. for loving me.” you say before you take the last step. he turns to you and smiles. “of course suga—“

“ok loveturds. alphypoo needs help,,,” he grumbled sarcastically with a smitten look on his face. “s—sorry alphy!!” you giggle as you walk up to him, talking the ingredients and putting them to good use.

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