#but hey i finally finished the All You Wanna Do inspired fic

[dichromaticdyke]

Skwisgaar Skwigelf has always been considered a god. And especially to women and men alike, he has always been revered as a sex god. Though this wasn't a reputation built up out of nothing, and this wasn't always a reputation Skwisgaar had been proud of.

real venty angsty fic about skwisgaar's sex life. one of the more upsetting fics i've written, so i totally understand if you skip it based off the tags.

beneath the cut is a good description of what to expect.

#dichromaticdyke.exe #Metalocalypse #fanfic #Skwisgaar Skwigelf #Magnus Hammersmith #Toki Wartooth #made by mj #also i thought this was gonna be 10k it only ended up being 7.5k i'm a fraud i'm hanging it up good night everybody #but hey i finally finished the All You Wanna Do inspired fic #i love skwisgaar he’s my favorite character sure hope he doesn’t ever go through The Horrors #skwismag #skwistok

[lottienatsgf]

*ੈ✩‧₊˚🪐 so it goes…

“you know i’m not a bad girl but i do bad things with you”

NSFW MDNI !!!!

⋆｡𖦹 ° synopsis: jealous!abby x reader. you’ve hooked up with abby more than once, but abby wants more than that. she wants you to be just hers.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ inspired by @andersonsgirl post about wanting a jealous abby fic :-) i hope this does ur idea justice

⋆｡𖦹 ° wc: 2,086

gently placing down the last stack of cups onto the counter, you step back to admire your kitchen. you’re proud of yourself, really. with only a few hours notice to prepare your apartment for a party, it looks pretty decent. perfect timing, too, because arya walks through your front door almost seconds after you finish.

“fuck. you did it,” she breathes heavily, carrying more bottles of alcohol than one person should be allowed to carry in their arms.

“yeah, all by myself too,” you pout, helping her set the bottles down on your countertop. you move them around, arranging them in a neat line, even though you know that it’ll just be messed up once the party starts.

“i asked if you needed help!” arya exclaims, finishing with the bottles and collapsing in an armchair in your living room.

you stay quiet. there’s more things on your mind right now than bickering with your sister, such as someone who you know for a fact will be at your party.

abby anderson.

just the thought of her name sends hot waves through your chest and makes you bite your lip to keep from smiling. abby has been at every one of your parties since you arrived in seattle two years ago. those two years have been full of interactions with her. of course they would be; she’s a part of your friend group.

but your interactions with abby have been far more than platonic.

anxiously tapping your foot, you and arya wait in your chairs in the living room until the first party guest arrives. everyone else slowly trickles in afterwards, but you keep your eye out for the person you want to see most.

focusing mainly on the door, you move around throughout your apartment to check on how everyone is doing. you make small talk with the guests and quickly down a few sips of alcohol before returning to your sister’s side.

“do you think she’s coming?” you ask.

“i would think,” arya responds, “you know she’d never pass up an opportunity to see you,” her face turns into a smirk at the sight of you blushing.

“that’s not true,” you try to wave it off, but deep down, you hope it is.

finally, after an anxious half hour of waiting, abby anderson’s muscular body appears in your doorway. her eyes scan the room for a few seconds before she finds you, her face breaking into a grin as she walks over to your side.

“i’ll leave you two alone,” arya whispers, walking off as soon as abby reaches you.

“y/n,” abby greets you, a playful smirk on her face.

“abigail.”

abby laughs, her hand softly brushing yours. a shockwave runs down your body, and you pray that abby doesn’t notice.

“nice setup you’ve got going on,” she tells you, eyeing your apartment. the apartment that she’s been in so many times.

before you can respond, eric, a member of your patrol team, breaks in.

“y/n!” he greets you. your eyes snap away from abby and over to the tall, curly headed man now standing next to you.

“hey,” you greet him, looking upwards to meet his eyes.

“you look great tonight,” he compliments you, looking your body up and down. you furrow your eyebrows, but thank him for his compliment. “listen, uh,” he stammers, leaning onto the couch behind him. “you wanna grab a drink or something?”

behind you, abby coughs loudly, catching your attention. her eyes darken, looking straight into yours. “sorry,” she excuses herself, a slight tinge of annoyance in her voice.

looking back and forth between abby and eric, you cautiously accept eric’s offer to grab a drink, promising abby you’ll be back in just a minute.

eric grabs your hand, leading you to the alcohol that you had recently set up so neatly in the kitchen. just like you’d expected, everything was a mess already. eric grabs you a drink, handing it to you with a gleam in his eye.

“thank you,” you smile, taking a sip of the liquid. “how’ve you been?”

eric copies you and takes a sip from his cup. “fine,” he begins. “it’s sucked not having patrol the past few days. i’ve missed seeing you.”

“yeah, me too.”

“glad you had this party. it’s nice seeing you all dressed up,” he motions towards your outfit, a short black dress that clings tightly to your body.

“thank you,” you say hesitantly, taking another sip of your drink.

“who’s your friend back there?” he asks, glancing at abby, who immediately looks over at the two of you.

“oh, that’s abby,” you tell him, not sure how much information he wants out of you. you grip tighter on your cup, wanting to end this conversation and just return back to abby.

“you think she’d mind if we hung out?” he asks. “just us,” he adds quickly.

“oh, um, well, i was planning on hanging out with her tonight,” you stumble for words, a blush creeping up yet again onto your cheeks. it seems like every mention of abby somehow manages to do this to you.

“oh, alright, uh, thats cool,” eric says, backing up slightly. “i’ll see you around, y/n.”

you stare after him as he leaves, a questioning expression in your eyes. finally, you turn back around, making your way back to abby, who hasn’t left her spot where you last talked to her.

“abs,” you exhale, hoisting yourself up on the back of the couch so that your knees are just barely touching her legs. “i think he was flirting with me.”

“what?” her voice is filled with disgust.

“yeah,” you laugh, “he asked me if i wanted to hang out with him, like, alone.”

“oh,” her voice quiets and you can see her face tighten slightly.

“i mean, i said no. it just surprised me. he kept looking at my dress, too.”

“damn…” abby trails off, her eyes flickering around the room, refusing to make eye contact with you.

“what’s wrong?” you ask, moving slightly to touch her hand.

she immediately jumps back, snatching her hand away. “nothing,” her voice is filled with annoyance.

“abby, i know you,” you begin, sliding off the couch so that you stand in front of her. “you’re-“

“y/n, i’m fine,” she snaps. “i don’t wanna talk about it.”

you don’t know what to say, so you remain silent, watching as abby walks away, disappearing into the bathroom.

“fuck,” you curse to yourself, biting down on the inside of your cheek.

you stare at the bathroom door for minutes, waiting for abby to come back out. there’s no sign of her. sighing heavily, you steady yourself in front of the door before knocking.

“i’m in here,” abby barks, her voice muffled through the door.

“it’s me.”

“jesus, i’m fine.”

“abby, i’m not leaving until you let me in,” you tell her, shifting your weight onto one leg.

there’s a moment of silence before you hear the lock click and the door opens ever so slightly. you push it open completely and slip inside, shutting it behind you.

“what’s wrong?” you ask abby for the second time.

she leans against the bathroom counter, face wound up into a stressed expression. she makes no effort to talk.

“jesus christ abby, can you fucking say something?” you begin to feel angry. you still don’t even know why abby is upset, and she clearly doesn’t have any plan to tell you. “i don’t understand and it makes me feel bad when you’re upset and you know i care about you so can you please just-“

abby cuts you off, her voice barely audible. “i don’t fucking like it when other people flirt with you.”

“what?” you ask, wanting to make sure you heard her right.

“it’s stupid, i know, because we aren’t even a thing, i just…”

your gaze softens and you meet her eyes, urging her to continue.

“i want to be the only one who can do that,” she finally finishes.

you step forward, finding yourself only inches away from her body, your hand lightly hovering above hers. “you should’ve just said that,” you murmur, the corners of your mouth tilting upwards.

abby’s eyes focus down into yours, her big hand enveloping yours. “why’s that?”

your face is just centimeters from hers now. you can feel her breath on your neck and her fingers slowly tracing the skin on your palms.

your breath hitches as you begin to speak. “because i’d let you be the only one who can do that.”

before the sentence is even fully out of your mouth, abby’s lips meet yours, her hand wrapping around your waist as you deepen the kiss. “fuck,” she breathes heavily, pulling away. “i missed that.”

grinning, you tuck a strand of her dirty blonde hair behind her ear, kissing her nose gently. “you know i can be only yours if you want me to be.”

“i want that more than anything.”

another kiss; this one is somehow even more passionate as abby’s fiery hot lips slowly begin to make their way down your neck, kissing every inch of skin left uncovered by your dress.

a light moan escapes your lips as her hands reach your breasts and her mouth remains sucking on your skin.

“i fuck you better than anyone else, don’t i?” she asks.

it isn’t even a question. “of course,” you whisper breathily, desperately wanting to feel more of her touch. “please,” you beg.

“desperate already, huh?” abby teases, playing with the hem of your dress. “how bout we get this pretty little thing off of you.”

with your nod of consent, she lifts your dress up and over your head, tossing it quickly to the side as she marvels over your body. her hands quickly trail down your bare waist, each touch electrifying your skin. her mouth continues to leave kisses down your body, her fingers lightly hovering over your underwear.

“you want me to fuck you?” she asks, a smirk playing on her lips.

“y- yes please.”

“mmmm,” her hand glides over your inner thighs, her thumb pressing down gently over your clit. “how bad?”

her fingers begin to slide under your panties and you can feel her soft touch slowly stroking up and down your folds.

“s- so- s,” you can barely get the words out. you haven’t felt abby’s touch like this in weeks.

“use your words, baby,” abby brings her lips to yours, her fingers still teasing you.

“fuck,” you breathe into her mouth. “so bad.”

“good girl,” abby praises you, her lips still lingering over yours. “i’ll show you how i can fuck you better than anyone else at this party.” with that, her fingers slip inside of you, curling in and out while you tighten around her.

a whine escapes your lips, one which makes abby go even faster, her fingers pumping inside you.

“oh god,” you stagger against abby’s body, pressing all of your body weight onto her. with her help, you find yourself sitting on top of the counter, abby in front of you.

you moan again as abby circles around your clit with her thumb, which is soaking wet because of you. you grip her t-shirt tightly, pulling her closer to you while she continues to pleasure you.

“that feel good, baby?” she asks, her voice raspy.

“mhm,” is all you can get out.

“yeah, i bet. look how wet you are,” she says, putting so much pressure on your clit that you’re sure you’ll come any second now.

a louder moan from you is silenced by abby’s mouth against yours again. her forehead presses against yours, beads of sweat dripping from her skin onto you.

“keep going,” you breathe, knowing how close you are. abby generously decides to let you finish, not teasing you like she would most other nights. her fingers pulse harder and harder inside of you until you finally feel it, your back arching and your legs wrapping tightly around abby’s hips. you gasp for breath, hands clumsily trailing down the sides of abby’s shirt. abby slowly removes her fingers from inside of you, bringing a hand to your face to cup your cheek as she kisses you, this time much more gently.

your breathing slowly returns back to normal as abby holds you close to her, one hand stroking your hair gently. “how’d i do?” she grins.

“better than anyone else.”

abby grins, satisfied with your answer. “let’s go get a drink.”

#abby anderson #abby the last of us #abby tlou #tlou abby #tlou #tlou2 #abby x fem!reader #abby anderson smut #abby x reader #abby x you #abby anderson x you #abby anderson x reader #tlou abby x reader #abby anderson the last of us 2 #abby anderson tlou2 #abby anderson angst #abby tlou2 #abby tlou smut #abby smut #abby x y/n #the last of us #abbysdykewrites

[heyhilana]

Heyy!! I'm such a huge fan of your Javier Peña works and I was wondering if I could ask for a smutty fic request where he's had a huge crush on you for the longest time but could never do anything about it since you had a bf.

What he didn't know was that your bf was an ass and he finds out he hasn't been taking care of you properly if yk what I mean ;).

I had this idea from a quote: "If he doesn't wanna make you feel pretty, I'll show you how fucking pretty you are." or smth like that.

Ofc the details and everything is up to you! I just really loved the main idea and figured you might as well :)

If it doesn't interest you it's okay,

Thanks xx

Hi lovely! Thank you so much for your request and I had a blast writing it. Javi is one of my favorite characters to write for and I hope you enjoy it just as much as I enjoyed it. As always, I’m a softie for Javi, so Javi being a softie goes hand in hand and I slightly apologize for the length since I tend to go overboard <3 Drink some water so you can be healthy (that also goes for everyone reading this lol)

Summary: A fresh break-up with your boyfriend drives you to your childhood friend Javi’s house to escape it all. But your forever home is found when you realize how relieved you feel after the fallout and how safe you feel in Javi’s presence.

A/N: Hi lovelies! To note before I get to my thank you’s, in this story, there is the use of disposable cameras, so this story does not have a certain time it is set in. I figured it would be easier to not have one so there would not be any discrepancies with time frames. Also, reader is wearing a dress so sorry to those that don't like dresses :( But yeah, dress made sense for this, and I didn't put in that the reader was wearing a bra because well, be free. :) But moving on from that, I want to say thank you all for taking the time to read my stories, request or not. To still see notis popping up every time I log in is a dream come true. I write on and off since inspiration will strike, and then I’m back to my usual writer's block. But every time I come back for a spell, I feel so much love, and I just want to say thank you <3 I hope this proves my love for you all, but drink water and enjoy yourselves! Hugs and love :)

Pairing: Javier Peña x f! reader (I'm pretty sure there's no use of Y/N here)

Warnings: (Hey, this is a ride in itself) 18+ for starters <3 Finally some protected sex because safe sex is great sex, kids. Oral f!receiving, biting, love bites, hickeys, fingering, small handjob, and so much Spanish you would think I'm a native speaker, but alas, I just use translators baby :) All translations will be put at the end!

Word Count: 8k (Need I say more about my word counts LMAO)

(this man is so fine)

You knock on the door, heart beating out of your chest. It was second nature to arrive at his doorstep after a particularly interesting day. Javi answered and opened it, curiosity radiating on his face. But before he could say anything, you walked in.

“Well, come in.” Sarcasm drips in his tone as you set your bag on the coffee table. 

“When have I ever asked to come in?” You point out and sit on the couch, enveloping you with comfort.

“You stopped doing that after I let you in the first time.” He sat down next to you after he locked up, turning down the sports game he had on the tv.

“And you do the same at my house.” He shook his head as he turned his body to face you more.

“Fair enough. But I thought you were going out on a date with Angel?” 

If everything went to plan, you would be returning to his place to finish it off, but fate would intervene in the adventures of your love life.

“Uhm…” You couldn’t find the words to say what happened, making Javi more confused.

“Hey, talk to me. What happened?”

“I broke it off.” You got out, and his face changed. 

You knew this would go one of two ways, either with the both of you going through the ritual to get you through the breakup or him going to your exes’ place to beat the shit out of him. You had to talk him out of it multiple times, but when you would see your exes in passing glances, you could tell they were spooked, to say the least.

“What? Are you okay?” He moved closer to you to see if you were okay, but despite the normal ache you would have in your heart, it just wasn’t there.

“I’m fine, Javi. I just found out some things today and I had to take care of it.” If anything, you felt annoyance and regret for that relationship, but not pain.

“What did you find out?”

“You know Valentina? Valentina Perez from two towns over?” You asked, yet when you thought about it, who couldn’t forget her? On the other side of town, she was on her way to greatness, and most men fawned over her. You wouldn’t be surprised if you saw her in a magazine one day.

“Yeah, I know her. She went to our middle school right?”

You nodded your head. “Yeah, that’s her.”

“What does this have to do with her?”

“Well, I went to the store this morning to pick up some groceries. I was going to go to the one closer, but they were out of the oil I needed. So I went to her town because I knew that store had what I needed. But, just as I was going to cross the street, I saw Valentina with Angel. And not in a friendly way because they were holding hands, and he was kissing her cheek.” Javi’s jaw tightened, and his hand curled into a fist. But he refrained.

“What happened next?” He gritted through his teeth.

You knew he was fuming, given that he never liked Angel from the start when you mentioned that Angel wanted to take you on a date. Hell, he practically tried to talk you out of it, but you didn’t budge, making you both keep quiet on your respective opinions as you knew it wouldn’t end well. After all, how could you forget your last conversation about Angel?

-

“I’m telling you he’s no good for you. He’s terrible!” He wouldn’t dare raise his voice at you, but you could tell he was holding back.

“You don’t even know him! Only stories, Javi. Angel has shown me how much he cares about me and makes an effort.” You reasoned, but it fell on deaf ears, given Javi’s one-track mind regarding your choices in men.

He pinched the skin in between his brows, taking a deep breath. “Escuchame. I don’t know him personally, but everyone else that does tells me the same thing. He is not who you think he is and he’s just lying to you. I don’t want you to have to find out the hard way when you don’t deserve to.” 

He wasn’t wrong, given that many men in your hometown disliked him, but he was different with you. It didn’t matter who protested. It was what he showed you. That was what mattered in your heart.

You sighed, feeling yourself getting nowhere in this conversation. “Why do you care so much Javi? Why do you care so much about who I date when I don’t do this to you?” 

It was true, given that you kept some opinions to yourself about his extensive dating history, no matter how much you didn’t like them. Why he couldn’t do the same for you was infuriating.

“Because I love you. You’re family, and I won’t sit back and watch you make a bad choice when you can do better.” He was at his wits end, which you could hear in how he said he loved you. But it didn’t feel right. With the way he said family. Although you knew it was said out of comfort and not ill intention, the way it tugged on your heartstrings in an unpleasant chord when it shouldn’t have done anything but reassure you was strange. 

“What’s better for me then since you have all the answers?” His lips were pressed in a firm line before he spoke, trying to choose his words carefully before he couldn’t think.

“Anybody else! It’s not that hard to find one.” You rolled your eyes at him. Not that hard, he says. If it were so easy then this conversation wouldn’t be happening now.

“You judge every guy I pick so it’s clearly not that easy when you make it your life’s mission to find something wrong with them!” 

“But I was right about all of them. Miguel cheated, Wilmar lied about everything, and Jesus did both. They were terrible for you, and so is Angel. He’s the worst out of all of them.” You hated his knack for laying things out in a way that made your point seem mute.

“You being right about them is not the point. I don’t know why you can’t be happy for me and give him a chance when he hasn’t done anything wrong. Those three had red flags as soon as I met them. Angel hasn’t done anything of the sort and you know that. Please, Javi, give him a chance or at least be polite to him if you have to see him. I don’t expect you to like him just like I don’t like your girlfriends, but I don’t need constant criticism. Can you do that?” He wanted to object, but you could see the resignation to this conversation. 

“I can do that.” You were relieved, but that feeling over his words still left you puzzled. 

“Thank you. I love you.” Your I love you’s you shared with each other were nothing that crossed your mind for more than a second. But this one was different in the higher octave in your tone, the way it strummed a new chord with your heartstrings. Surely you just imagined it, just the heat of the moment that would soon cease to cross your mind by tomorrow.

“I love you too. I only do this because of that.” He opened his arms up to you, and you hugged him, his cologne filling your nostrils and washing your nerves away. He felt like home, and not in the way you felt when you were kids. The hugs you shared were out of comfort because you were each other’s safe haven. It was the kind where you didn’t want to let go because this was where you belonged, not for a second, minute, hour, or a day. But long-lasting.

-

You were brought back to reality when he touched your knee, the touch sending electricity through you. “I saw them and turned around to return to my car, but she saw me. He didn’t since he didn’t run after me, but she called me when I got home and told me everything. She told me when they got together, how she didn’t know I was in the picture, and how he was with her because...” The words were stuck in your throat as you knew what would happen to Javi.

“Because what?” He was strained, and you were sure his blood was boiling red hot.

“Because he’s engaged to her. He proposed to her two weeks ago, the same day he canceled our bowling date. So I called him shortly after and blew up on him about everything I learned and how I felt overall. He swore that she was lying and that she was jealous over what we had but when I wouldn’t believe him, he told me that I deserved it because I didn’t do what he wanted.” His eyes widened before they narrowed, and his look screamed infuriated.

“I’m going to go over there and-” He shot off the couch, but you pulled on his hand.

“There’s no need to finish that sentence or hurt him so stop!” You pleaded with him, but he was seeing red and Angel’s face as he wanted to morph it into something unrecognizable.

“He needs to be taught a lesson. He hurt you, so I’ll be back.” He pulled his hand out of your grasp and walked to the door, but you got up to pull him back. 

“Javi, please wait! Stay with me and forget about him. I won’t stop what you do in the morning but can you stay with me tonight like we normally do?” He knew what you were doing, but he could never say no to you when you gave him those eyes to stay. How could he say no when his heart yearned to be in your presence?

“I’ll stay for now. But tomorrow is different.” Somehow with the softness in his eyes, you knew he would listen to you in the morning.

“I can deal with that. But I’m not as heartbroken as I thought I would be.” You were somewhat dumbfounded by your lack of heartbreak, albeit happy that you wouldn’t spend your days crying. However, curiosity took up your thoughts. The nagging question of whether you were in love with him clouded your mind until Javi grabbed your hand.

“He still deserves to pay.” He rubbed your hand with the pad of his thumb, relaxing you and sending electricity through you.

“I’m not saying he doesn’t, and hopefully she’ll leave him too and he won’t have either one of us. But when I think about our timeline, it was bound to end anyways. He didn’t want to buy me flowers, he always prioritized work or rather, her over me. I would try to plan things and there was always an excuse. And…well I can’t say it now.” You turned away and walked back to the couch, embarrassment making the heat rise to your cheeks.

“You’ve already said a lot just now and you’ve told me everything growing up. What’s more going to do?” He asked as he sat back down next to you.               

“I can’t, Javi. It’s weird to say that to you.” You looked away and were sure you would die of embarrassment any minute now.

“Hey, mirame,” He asked, and you brought your head back up. “We’ve been friends since we were kids. I share everything with you and you do the same so what’s different now?” 

“Sometimes you’re a little too honest when you could leave some details out from your dates.” Countless dates he told you about ended with your wishing that you could erase some of the details from your head and the occasional pang in your heart that didn’t seem to dull with time.

“I’m never a person to leave out details,” His tone made you laugh, and the smile that followed on his face made you feel warm again. “Pero dime. I’m sure it can’t be worse than what you’ve already told me.” Oh, how he would be proven wrong.

“He never made me cum.” In all the times you’ve surprised Javi, you never expected his eyes to widen that much at your confession.

“Not once?”

“Never. I would always fake it and then finish when I got home.” The sigh he let out as he ran his fingers through his hair was surprising, given that you didn’t think it would phase him this much.

“He was that oblivious then.” The more he tried to think the opposite, the more you hated bursting his bubble.

“It’s not so much that but he just…didn’t care about it? It was more so “I want to get off, so I will,” and then I would be there waiting for it to be done at times.” The confessions kept flowing out, and the more you spoke, the more Javi was taken aback.

“Jesus. It’s a fucking requirement for who you’re sleeping with to cum.” Although it was certainly not the time for feelings to arise, it didn’t stop you from pressing your legs together absentmindedly. “I’m sorry, Bonita, I just have to ask…why did you stay for so long? You were with him for what? 2 years?”

“Almost 3 now that I think about it,” You sighed at the time lost, time wasted over someone who was never worth it in the first place. “But I don’t know, I think I stayed out of convenience, not so much out of love because when you put so much time in, you’re willing to stick it out longer than you should. He might’ve done the same, but thankfully it’s over now. I don’t feel so used anymore.” Relief washed over you to know that breaking up with him was the best thing you could’ve done for yourself after avoiding it for so long.

“You never deserved that. You’re worth so much more than what Angel gave you.” You felt the heat rise to your cheeks, but embarrassment wasn’t the culprit. Instead, the butterflies swarmed through your stomach in a surge.

“T-Thank you, Javi, but you don’t have to say those things to make me feel better. I’m okay, really.” You gave him a warm smile, but you could see his eyes were serious.

“I’m not just saying it to make you feel better, Bonita. I’m saying it because I mean it. You’re everything he never deserved and you deserve everything you want out of a relationship.” His tone was more soothing than ever with you, softer than anything you could remember in all the times he comforted you and showed care for you. 

Suddenly, the question that had popped into your head from the time you were teens to when you graduated high school, and in recent years reared into focus again. Is he in love with me? You had done everything you could think of to answer your question, studying his behavior, asking specific questions to gauge his thoughts, and even getting involved with your cousin’s love of tarot cards to get a sign. Blame the teenage hormones that got to you. Still, you were too afraid to ask and almost certain that it was the bliss of a teenage crush that would misread actions and words as affirmations of love. It only increased ten-fold at your graduation when he pulled you into a small corner as everyone was finding their families to have some alone time.

-

“Javi, where are we going? We have to get to our families.” You asked as he led you to a small area near the back of your high school’s football field.

“We’ll find them in a minute. But I know I won’t get much time with you later, so I wanted to tell you that I’m proud of you.” You were happy from the day itself, but hearing him say he was proud of you made you grin.

“Aw, Javi, I’m proud of you as well. We did it and now we get to start our new lives.” You could see the energy shift in Javi after what you said, puzzling you.

“Yeah, the future is near.” He looked away from you for a moment before you grabbed his hand.

“Hey. Are you okay?” You asked, and he forced a smile for you.

“I’m fine, I promise.”

“Are you lying?” You raised a brow at him, and he sighed.

“Maybe a little bit. It’s just…when you think about the future you think about losing people to new jobs, new people in your life, even moving away from home. All those things happen and it’s scary.” Laredo was all you both knew, and sometimes it was hard to let go and move on to get to do something else with your lives, but you didn’t know until now what that made him feel.

“Hey, no matter what happens, I’ll be right by your side, okay? No matter where we go, who we’re with, or what we do for a living, I’ll drop everything to be there for you.” His smile was genuine this time as he pulled you into a hug. You rested your head on his chest as he rested his head atop yours.

“And I’ll do the same. I love you.” You could hear the falter in his voice, awakening something in you that was threatening to leap out of your throat.

“I love you too. Are you sure you’re okay?” You asked again as you pulled out of his embrace. 

“Y-yeah, I’m fine. Also, you look really nice. I like what you did to your hair.” He moved you off-topic, and although you wanted to press more, you let it go.

“Thank you, Javi. I was hoping it would look okay on me.” You smoothed out your hair.

“You look more than okay. Mucho hermosa.” There was a glint in his eyes you hadn’t seen before, maybe something you hadn’t noticed. But how he looked at you made you feel like no one else was there. That you were alone but together in the other’s presence, that nothing could go wrong in the little world you created.

“T-thank you, b-but we should get going. I’m sure we need to take some photos.” Suddenly it felt harder to breathe, the need to say everything and anything simultaneously consuming you until you found an exit because you knew what would happen if you didn’t.

“You’re right. Let’s get going.” He led the way, and you took a deep breath, hoping you could hold it together for all the pictures. When you walked around from the fence and up the street, your families were waiting for you.

“¡Ahí tienes! no sabíamos dónde ustedes los dos.” Your mother and Javi’s mother were crying to see you both in your cap and gowns. Both families came around to hug you one by one and congratulate you.

“We wanted to wait until some people left.” You lied, and they seemed to either buy it or not care as they took out their cameras.

“That’s fine. But take a picture together!” Javi’s mother asked, and you both got closer, and he wrapped an arm around you, which satisfied both of your mothers.

“Nuestros bebés.” They said in unison. You both looked at each other and laughed, knowing they kept their promise to cry at your graduation.

“Javi, get behind her!” Your mother asked him. You were surprised, not thinking they would ask him to do that pose.

“Si! Wrap your arms around her.” His mother agreed, and he was puzzled now.

“Are they trying to make us look like a couple?” He asked you as he got behind you and wrapped his arms around you. The move alone made a swarm of butterflies go through you, but you maintained your composure.

“I wouldn’t put it past them.” You answered as he moved his head down more for the camera.

“Mija, necesito que sonrias.” You smiled for them, and the way Javi’s head was just above the crook of your neck was comforting. All the hugs you had culminated into this, even if it didn’t mean what you wanted it to mean. But to have him like this, you wouldn’t change anything.

And maybe that was why even when you moved out, you made a copy of that photo and kept it in your living room. Sure, memories could’ve been kept in a box, and there were other photos to use, but that photo was deep in your heart, the way he was deep in your soul.

-

With those memories that came flooding back, the question was imprinted into your mind, and you realized that this time, it wouldn’t leave until you got your long-awaited answer. “J-Javi? I feel like you’re leaving something out.”

“I don’t want to overwhelm you so soon.” You shook your head in response to him.

“Digame. Te prometo que puedo tomar lo que me digas.” You wanted, no, needed to hear what he had to say, whether it was good, bad, or indifferent. You would regret it if you let it go like you did at your graduation or every other instance where the question popped into your head.

“You mean everything to me, and I promise I’m not just saying that. You remind me of this quote I would always hear. Tardé una hora en conocerte y solo un día en enamorarme. Pero me llevará toda una vida lograr olvidarte.” Tears welled in your eyes, your answer finally in reach and not just a dream that would never leave your mind. 

“Javi, I never knew you felt that way.” You admitted, feeling your heart practically surge out of your chest. 

He wiped your eyes and then held your face with one hand. “I’ve felt that way for a long time, and it never stopped. I’ve always wanted you to be happy even if it was not with me, but now that I have my chance I’m taking it. I love you, I love you, I love you.”

“I love you too, Javi. I realized I loved you a few years back and it hasn’t changed for me since then.” He was surprised, and you wondered how he couldn’t see after all these years that you were irrevocably in love with him.

“¿Cuando?”

“Since we were teens, but it hit me at our graduation. Since then, I always had a little bit of hope but with who you were dating, I always pushed it down.”

He pinched the skin in between his brows with his other hand. “I never would’ve dated those girls if I knew you felt the same way. I always wanted you, and I want you right now.”

“And I want you and only you.” 

Time stood still after that. The admission out there, hearts on the line, a breakup was long forgotten as he never made you feel what Javi made you feel. The list could go on with how Javi treated you miles better than any guy you dated: safe, loved, cared for, appreciated, and special. But the energy had shifted, the air grew thicker, tension rising between you of a “Should we, should we not?” that seemed to blur the already thin line of friends to lovers you hadn’t realized was eroded. But that question was answered when he kissed you, gentle at first yet firm. 

You could faintly taste the whiskey on his lips, making you want more as it tasted better on him. His cologne was a little faded, but you could still smell it, which gave him a huskiness that you loved about him. You brought your hands up to his hair, finally raking through his curls as you had dreamed about doing for years. His other hand moved down to your body and slowly inched to your waist, careful not to overstep as you were still testing the waters. But you didn’t need to try anything when this was safe, exciting, and taking up your thoughts so that it would be all you would think about for days. You pulled a little on his hair, making him groan against your lips.

“Something you like?” You asked in between the kiss.

“Possibly,” Javi murmured before biting your lip, making you moan. He smiled against your lips when he heard you, and you knew that Javi would enjoy every bit of seeing what other sounds he could get out of you. 

“A little noisy aren’t we?” He pulled back to brush the hair out of your face, and you rolled your eyes.

“I can keep quiet.” You tried to be serious, but he didn’t buy it.

“You’re not going to because I want to hear you, and I’ll get it out of you.” His confidence surprised you.

“Who says you’ll get it out of me?” You asked, but he didn’t answer, instead opting to kiss you again and, in the middle of it, tugging on your lip before biting again. You moaned again, and he smiled, knowing he had proved his point. But that was forgotten soon after as his kiss made you feel drunk. If there was ever a time when you accidentally kissed him before this, you probably wouldn’t have waited this long to kiss him. The urge to keep going was igniting more as each second passed, and you knew it wouldn’t cease fire until your deepest desire was fulfilled. 

But then it increased ten-fold when his tongue pressed against your parted lips, making a shiver run through you. You opened them up without hesitation, allowing him to dive in just enough to experiment with you. With that, you could taste more of the whiskey, and the smell of his cologne intensified, making you clench your legs further, trying to quell your desire. But Javi felt your legs move and opened them up by pushing his hand down from your waist and between your legs, prying them open. His hand rested between your thighs, gripping a little, making you clench around nothing, given that you were wearing a dress and you could feel him fully. Oh, how badly you wanted him to remove the rest of your clothes so you could feel him skin-to-skin.

Perhaps your senses were overloaded, but his smell was intoxicating, his taste was addicting, to touch each other was electrifying, to hear how breathless he was as he kissed you, and to see how much he desired you was everything to you. With each second that passed, you craved more, and so did he, surprising you based on how he pulled you into his lap with one swift pull on your leg. His hands trailed up from your hips to your waist, holding you up as you grinded on his lips slowly.

“You’re a fucking tease.” He muttered, trailing his lips down to your chin and then jaw.

“What am I doing?” Your faked oblivious nature earned an eye roll from Javi.

“You know exactly what you’re doing.” His voice had dropped an octave when you grinded more, his dick growing and grazing you when you couldn’t wait to pull him out of his pants.

“Do you want me to stop?” You asked, looking at him as you further tangled your fingers into his hair.

“Never.” He kissed down to your neck, making you suck in a breath. Sensitivity increasing with each kiss, you knew he was reaching your sweet spot. And once he did, the sound he elicited from you made him twitch in his pants. He wanted more out of you, to give you everything you didn’t have with Angel. He wanted to worship your body, learn every inch of you, and memorize each crevice to shower you with love. There would never be another day where you felt that you were simply there while those you were with did their business. Every day would be a day where Javi could tangle himself into the sheets with you, let your wanton sounds fill the room along with his moans and grunts, and fill you up with each climax in every position he could do with you. He had you in his grasp, and he was wrapped around your finger.

Javi sucked on your sweet spot, making you whine as you tried to get used to his kisses. He was leaving a hickey, and while you usually didn’t like them, the thought of hickeys or love bites lined on your skin, a reminder of your desires manifesting into reality, made your core begin to throb. And thankfully, he didn’t stop at one. He made his mark and kissed it one last time before grabbing your ass and smacking it. It caught you off guard, and the sound you let out let him know that you enjoyed it.

“Do you want to take this to my room?” He asked.

“I’m sure. Take me there, please.” Javi smiled at your answer, grabbing your hips and getting up so he could carry you to his room. He kissed you briefly as he found his way to his room, kicking the room open before letting you down onto your feet again. He pulled off his shirt before helping you pull down the straps of your dress. He loved this color on you, complimenting your skin perfectly no matter how much you said it was a simple dress. But to take it off of you, to see the way it draped off of your breasts, falling down to the floor and drinking you in, Javi knew that he would never get tired of the sight.

Immediately, he bent down to your chest to place more hickeys on you. He wanted the reminder just as much as you did, to wake up the following day and look at his form of art on your body. He left another, and another, making a little trail that he could trace with his finger when the sun would bathe his room, and he would wait for you to get up. Finally, he reached your breasts, and his breath hit your nipple, making it hard for him.

“I take it you’re sensitive here?” His smirk let you know that he knew the answer, but you wanted to play coy.

“Maybe, maybe not.”

“Just maybe you say,” He trailed off as he licked your nipple before putting it in his mouth, keeping eye contact with you as you moaned. He swirled his tongue around, making goosebumps rise. He hummed as your head rolled back, the vibrations making you ruin your panties little by little. You put your hands in his hair again, tugging as he moved to the next one to give them equal attention. 

How did he make this so hot, turning you on before he even got to your core, where if you were lying down in bed you would be taking control and putting him inside you yourself. He was completely different than all the men you had been with. Rushed, lack of effort, lack of attention to your needs. But Javi paid close attention to you, seeing that if you liked the way he licked or nibbled on your nipple, he would do it again and again and again. His attention to you never waved, only it increased as he moved from your breasts down to your stomach, peppering kisses that made your heart skip a beat.

Javi reached for your panties, dragging his hands to their hem and looking at you to give the okay. You wanted him to pull them down, but you suddenly felt bad. “Javi, I want to make you feel good as well.” He got up and cupped your face. 

“Déjame cuidarte. Te daré todo lo que te mereces.” Your heart melted, and your core ached at those words, but it didn’t shake your guilt.

“But-” It was on the tip of your tongue, and Javi knew what it was.

“Cariño, you are beautiful. Everything about you is beautiful to me.” He reassured you before he planted a kiss on your cheek.

“How can you say that when this is your first time seeing me like this?”

“Yes, this is my first time seeing you naked, pero, amo todo de tí,” He kissed your forehead first. “Amo tu frente, ojos, nariz, mejillas, labios, mandíbula, cuello, senos, estómago, caderas, muslos, pantorrillas, tobillos, pies.” He kissed you all the way down your body, touching you softly and finally kissing his hand to place onto your feet. “Y lo que aún no he explorado sé que me encantará es tu culo, y tu coño.” Javi kissed your clothed core, making you tense a bit. 

You nodded your head and allowed him to pull them down, and you saw his mouth water when he could see your wetness pooling. You stepped out of your panties and spread your legs a little, allowing him to swipe a finger up your slit to gather your slick, putting his finger in his mouth and tasting you. The look that he gave you of pure adoration and attraction made you weak at the knees as he wasted no time in diving in with his mouth, tongue spreading your lips, and getting up everything he could in your slit. You were caught off guard by how he moved his hands up to your ass to keep you in place as he got up everything he could. But then, he latched on to your clit and sucked, licked, and hummed, making you moan his name like a chant that wouldn’t end until you came.

“Javi, fuck that feels really good.” You praised, tugging at his hair again as he hummed louder and sucked more feverishly. Pleasure, ecstasy, bliss, cloud nine, all the words you could think of couldn’t compare to how this felt. You were surprised you could think at this point given how the pleasure was building in your stomach at top speed, and when his skilled fingers pressed in between your folds and into your dripping core, you were gone. Matching pace with his mouth, taking his time to find your spot, and then hooking on to it repeatedly, the curl beckoning you to gush on his fingers. You didn’t need him to ask you, and before you could register what was happening, you came hard. Walls pulsing, clenching around Javi’s fingers. clit throbbing, overstimulated, yet you couldn’t pull off as he rode you through your orgasm. The hairs on your neck stood high as you slowly descended from your high. How you were still standing was a mystery, but you were grateful when he finally pulled you off to pick you up and lay you on the bed. 

“God, you taste so fucking good.” He whispered as he kissed your hips before diving in again. His hands hooked onto your hips, allowing your thighs to press against his head as he lapped up everything. You gripped his sheets, whining as he fingered you again while licking your juices. He swapped between licking it off his fingers and pushing his tongue in to get it faster. You started to rock your hips against his mouth to get what you wanted, and he could feel his dick getting rock hard over how needy you were for him.

“Javi, fuck I-please don’t stop!” Your mind failed you at making a coherent and complete sentence, but he knew what you needed as he focused on sucking your clit and fingering you again. Your overstimed clit made you whimper, but it soon turned into praise for Javi as he brought you to your second orgasm, making your roll your hips and your legs shake as it hit you again. Harder than before, your eyes rolling back as he never lost his grip on you. Two orgasms in a short time, yet you still needed him inside you. Your vision cleared up when he pulled up from your thighs and you saw your slick lining his lips. He licked it up before kissing you, your hands trailing down to help him out of his pants.

“I need you. I really fucking need you.” You whispered against his lips. Your fingers fumbled with his button, but you got it unhooked, one hand holding himself up as he tried to get them off with your help. He stood up a bit to fully get those and his boxers off before climbing back on top of you. Your hands found their way to his dick after you spat in your hand, and you stroked him slowly, feeling the veins you wanted to feel against your walls. He sucked in a deep breath as you stroked from tip to base, kissing his jaw and neck. It was a little hard to wrap your hand around his dick, given his above-average girth, but it was something you would enjoy as he got deep inside you. His tip was curved as well, giving you an idea. You swiped your thumb over the tip, and the coating of pre-cum made your mouth water as you wanted to taste him, let him cum down your throat, and let his moans fill the room. Your fantasy made you focus on the tip, going faster and your thumb circling around the tip as he let out a gasp.

“Fuck, baby. J-Just like that.” He rasped out, letting his head fall and bite your neck. You kept pace, knowing you had him right where you wanted him. He was unraveling for you as you did for him, and perhaps you would make him cum from a handjob alone before he could thrust deep inside you to give you what you both desired. But he moved your hand away and moved up, to which you looked down and saw how painfully hard he was.

“If you keep going like that I’ll cum on your stomach.” He admitted, and the vision of him spilling on your stomach was making you burn red hot.

“Well, now I know what to do in the future.” You smiled, and he kissed you again, reaching for his condom. You watched him put it on, rolling it down and seeing the way it fit him, stretching for him as you were going to do for him. With it on, he slotted himself between your legs, letting the tip rub on your lips. It made you roll your hips so the tip could slip between your folds, knowing that your clit was overstimulated to the point where every touch would make you jolt. His tip brushed against your clit, and you moaned into his mouth while your kiss got very messy, very fast. Needing to hear your moans again, he matched your rocking to keep brushing against your sensitive clit, the sensation almost too much for you.

“You’re so wet, hermosa. Did I do this to you?” He asked, pulling back where you could see the smirk lining his lips and for him to see your reaction.

“Y-you did. Fuck, please don’t stop.” You stammered out, the ability to speak fading further away.

“I need to feel you baby. I need to feel you cum on my dick.” He took his hand and swiped up in your slit, gathering your slick on his fingers and stroking himself with it, making sure he could slide in without a hitch. He stroked himself while looking at you, and to see how badly he wanted you was still unbelievable. He noticed your nervousness and stopped, leaning down to kiss your forehead.

“Hey, there’s nothing to be nervous about. If you want me to stop, I will.” He reassured you, still giving you an out knowing that this was a lot to take in.

“It’s not that. I really want this but Javi…your gaze, it’s intimidating.” You admitted.

“Baby, I’ve enjoyed looking at you before this happened and now. I don’t mean to intimidate you, but remember, it’s just me. Nothing’s really changed, okay?” It was partly a lie to say nothing changed when you were just given two mind-blowing orgasms, but Javi knew how to make your heart melt even when it was racing out of your chest.

“I know. But…he never looked at me like that.” His face changed when he said it, wanting to give you everything you deserved as you deserved to feel desired, wanted, and beautiful. 

“If he doesn't wanna make you feel pretty, I'll show you how fucking pretty you are.” His tip was still near your hole, making it easier for him to slide in, causing you to gasp and clench around it. Your hands moved up on his body, hooking onto his back. He felt perfect inside you, filling and stretching you out more than you could imagine. 

“You feel so good, baby.” He moaned out as he finished filling you up, inch by inch. Still comfortable inside you, yet the stretch was something you would never get enough of. He let you adjust, kissing your forehead again to give you time. 

“You feel so much better. Please move,” Javi moved right away, slowly pulling out and pushing in while you pulsed around him each time. You wrapped your legs around him and scratched his back, making him moan. You wanted to leave marks on his back as he wanted to leave love bites on you.

“That’s it, baby. Scratch my back and leave marks on me,” He sped up, letting the sounds of how wet you were for him fill the room. You scratched his upper back a little more, making him fuck you harder. His curved tip brushed closer to your spot, and when he decided to thrust up into you, you were pleasantly overstimulated. 

“I told you I was going to get more sounds out of you.” You rolled your eyes as he laughed, but you were rolling your eyes back when he continued to fuck you. Yet, he was not rough with you. He moved his hand to go underneath your neck and bring you closer to him, the other holding him up so he would not have too much of his weight on you. Javi made sure that you were enjoying yourself, his tenderness evident. Patience, tenderness, and love were evident, especially when you looked at him and saw how he looked at you with adoration, lust, and love. You were aglow in his gaze, not intimidating once you got used to it, and you never wanted to leave. 

But those three words were lodged in your throat, threatening to come out despite your efforts to suppress them. The nerves were rising, but you blurted it out faster than you could’ve covered it up. “I love you,Javi.”

“I love you too. Always have, always will.” Javi didn’t break eye contact as he said it, and you could see he was serious. He leaned down to kiss you again, pouring all his love into it. It felt different at this juncture, but you were willing to continue down this path with him for as long as you could.

But what you couldn’t hold on to was your composure once it started to build in your lower stomach, the tension increasing with each thrust and your previous orgasms playing into it. Javi could feel you tighten around him more, which made him leave your lips again so he could watch you cum. He moved his hand away from your neck and between you both, slipping his fingers right to your clit and rubbing small circles to inch you closer to your release.

“You’re doing so good baby. I’m so proud of you.” He praised, and your whine in return made his tip twitch. You kept pulsing, legs tightening around him, letting him know you were close. “Cum for me baby, please. Make a mess for me.” 

You scratched his back hard, cumming all over just as he asked you to do. It was intense, your legs feeling like jelly and goosebumps rising by the second. And to see the way you threw your head back in ecstasy ignited something in him. He had to fuck you through it, had to make you feel everything all at once because your pleasure was all he cared about. But alas, you came down, completely spent after all he did. But if he asked for another, you would do it all over again, loving the way he would watch you cum for him with absolute attentiveness.

Thankfully, Javi moved his hand away from your sensitive clit to hold himself up, knowing his climax was near. You could feel him lose control, seeing how he bit his lip and how he wanted to savor each moment with how good it felt to feel your pulse around him. He was in a state of ecstasy as well, and he never wanted to leave it.

“F-fuck, I’m getting close.” He thrusted faster, desperation taking over to cum deep inside you. 

“Please cum for me Javi. Soy todo tuyo.” Those last three words pushed him closer to the edge.

“Mi mente, cuerpo, y alma es tuyo.” Javi barely got it out before he came, grunting as he spilled inside the condom when he would much rather spill inside you. His thrusts were rough, needing to have every inch deep inside you. You pulsed around him to overstimulate him, to which he was not surprised when another drop of cum shot out in response to your actions.

You could tell he was tired, so you held him close, allowing him to rest a little on top of you so he could catch his breath. Your hands went up to his hair, playing in it as he rubbed his thumb back and forth on your hip. Skin-to-skin, completely bare, but not just in the physical sense. It was in every sense as you had previously shed all your layers with him, letting him see the deepest parts of you as he did with you. This was simply the final layer, but it was the most fitting after developing everything else with him over the years.

"If you keep playing in my hair like that I'll fall asleep on you." He mumbled, eliciting a laugh out of you. You both stayed in that position briefly, the closeness comforting you and reminding you that this was not a dream. 

Sadly, he did get up to pull out of you, throw the condom out, and get some towels to clean you both up. He wiped you down first, removing any sweat and cleaning up the wetness between your thighs. Once he wiped himself down and put them in the bin, he got right back into bed with you and pulled you close, allowing you to rest your head on his chest.

“How are you feeling?” He asked, a hand rubbing your back. 

“I’m feeling pretty good. How are you feeling?” 

“Amazing,” He admitted, making you laugh. “But are you okay with everything that happened?”

“Of course I am. I wouldn’t have done any of that if I didn’t feel right about it. But are you okay with what we did?” You craned your neck up to look at him.

“I am, but I just want to be sure. You know I love you.” To hear him say it with a different meaning brought a smile to your face. 

“I love you, Javi.” Your tiredness was hitting you hard, your voice much softer than before. You moved your head back down to lay on his chest comfortably.

“And I love you, mi flor. I’ll take you out this weekend.” 

“Are you asking me on a date?” You asked as he drew circles on your back.

“Yes I am.”

“Then ask me properly.” He moved back so he could face you properly.

“Will you go out on a date with me this weekend?” He asked, and you loved the fact that he asked you properly.

“Yes I will, but we don’t have to go out this weekend since I know you have work. We can always go the following weekend.” You didn’t want to strain him, but he didn’t have it.

“I’m taking you out because I want to. You deserve to be shown off and treated right, so I’m taking you out this weekend.” You admired his insistence, even though there was stubbornness laced in.

“You’re so bossy all the time.” You rolled your eyes at him.

“It’s not bossy if you like it.” He shot back, and you would never admit that he was right.

“Maybe I do.” You tried to play it off, but there was no use.

“Just maybe? Because just a little earlier you liked it when I-“ You shushed him with a kiss.

You pulled back and rested your head back on his chest. “Don’t finish that. Just go to sleep.” 

“I will, but I find it funny that this was a complete change from our usual breakup routine.” The realization hit you since this was a complete change. 

“Yeah it is. But I think I like this one more.”

“Well there won’t be another routine after this.” Oh, he was certain of it.

“And you’re so sure of that?” You challenged, but he didn’t back down.

“Positive.” Without saying it, you knew that he was not planning on going anywhere, and neither were you.

“Of course you are. But goodnight, Javi. I love you.” As you closed your eyes, you slurred your words, but you knew you were safe.

“I love you more. Goodnight.”

-

Translations:

Escuchame - Listen to me

Mirame - Look at me

Pero dime - But tell me

Bonita - Pretty

Mas hermosa - Most beautiful

¡Ahí tienes! no sabíamos dónde ustedes los dos - There you are! we didn't know where you two were.

Nuestros bebés - Our babies

Mija, necesito que sonrias - My daughter (this is the direct translation but can also mean darling) I need you to smile.

Digame. Te prometo que puedo tomar lo que me digas - Tell me. I promise I can take what you tell me.

Tardé una hora en conocerte y solo un día en enamorarme. Pero me llevará toda una vida lograr olvidarte. - It took me an hour to meet you and only one day to fall in love. But it will take me a lifetime to forget you.

¿Cuando? - When?

Déjame cuidarte. Te daré todo lo que te mereces - Let me take care of you. I'll give you everything you deserve.

Cariño - From my understanding, it can mean a lot of things, but it is mostly a term of affection, like cute or sweetheart.

Pero, amo todo de tí - But I love everything about you

Amo tu frente, ojos, nariz, mejillas, labios, mandíbula, cuello, senos, estómago, caderas, muslos, pantorrillas, tobillos, pies. Y lo que aún no he explorado sé que me encantará es tu culo, y tu coño. - I love your forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, lips, jaw, neck, breasts, stomach, hips, thighs, calves, ankles, feet. And what I haven't explored yet I know I'll love is your ass, and your pussy.

Hermosa - Gorgeous

Soy todo tuyo - I am all yours

Mi mente, cuerpo, y alma es tuyo - My mind, body and soul are yours

Mi flor - My flower

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Can I tell you a secret?

[Robbie Shapiro x F!Reader]

A/N: Hi! This fic is inspired by the gif above :) I've only seen a handfull robbie fanfics and I am still completely in love with that man so I wanted to write one myself :) oh and english isn't my first language! so sorry if some words are weird lol

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Summary: Robbie finally confessing his feelings for the girl he's been in love with for the past months.

Warnings: None, just extreme fluff.

It was the big night, the cow-wow dance was tonight and Y/n was pretty excited. It was her first schoolevent at Hollywood Arts.

"Earth to Y/n?" Jade said as they walked towards the school. In the 5 months that y/n attended HA Jade became her closest friend. Sure, she can be bit mean but for some reason she took y/n under her wing and since then they kinda became inseperable.

"Sorry, I'm just kinda nervous I guess?" Y/n said as she fixed the bowties in her ponytails.

"Nervous? for what? Sinjin in a hula?" Jade snickered

"No- no, not that." Y/n chuckled. "Even tho it is something I should avoid." She said.

"For what are u nervous then?" Jade asked once again. They finally arrived at the school and everything was very well decorated.

"I- eh-" Y/n stuttered but before she could finish her sentence, someone yelled her name.

"Y/n! Y/n!" She heard a familliar voice yell. She turned around and locked eyes with the cute curly haired boy. She smiled, but her smile faded quickly as she saw that he was with an unfamiliar face. Jade saw her smile fade.

"Ur finally here!" He said as he approched her.

"Yea, uh- we had some stuff we still had to fix-" She said but he interupted her.

"This is Gabriela, my date!" He said proudly and smiled. Gabriela looked up and gave Y/n and Jade a small smile.

"Hey" She said, a bit cold.

Y/n gave a weak smile and looked back at Jade, who was just staring with an angry look on her face.

Robbie didn't really knew what was going on as he looked at the girls confused.

"Well.. Okay, Im going to get something to drink for Gabriela, u guys want something?" He asked a bit hesitant.

"Yea s-" Y/n said but was interupted by Jade.

"We can get it ourselves." She said annoyed. Robbie shrugged and took Gabriela's arm as he wandered off with her. As they walked off Beck arrived, sneaking an arm around Jade's waist.

"Hey you guys, what just happend?" He asked as he took a sip of his drink.

"Robbie happend." Jade said annoyed as she took the drink from becks hand and took a sip herself.

"It's fine Jade, Really.." Y/n said a bit sad.

"No, it's not okay." Jade said and looked at Beck.

"We got work to do." Jade said and Beck just nodded.

"No, Jade, please. It's fi-" Y/n tried to say, but before she could finish her sentence Jade and Beck were already on their way. Y/n sighed as she walked towards the drink booth and took a cup of whatever. The first big event at her new school and it was already a shitshow.

"Hey y/n/n." She heard from behind her. She looked around and saw Andre and Tori walking up to her.

"Hey guys." Y/n said a bit devistated.

"What's wrong?" Andre asked a bit worried.

"I don't really know, I'm feeling all these things that I didn't knew existed until now." Y/n said as she took a sip of her drink.

"U wanna talk about it?" Tori offered.

"Not really, sorry." Y/n said and gave a weak smile. "Thanks tho." She added.

"It's no problem." Andre said as he looked at the time.

"Shit, we have to go on in like 10 minutes-" Andre said worried and Tori looked up.

"Sorry y/n, we gotta prepare for the show. But after that, we're going to hang and make the best out of tonight. Okay?" Tori said and y/n nodded.

"Thanks guys" Y/n said a bit happier and hugged them both.

"Imma cheer u guys on the whole show, u know that right?" Y/n chuckled and they nodded.

"You better!" Andre said as they walked away. Y/n was alone, again. Jade and beck were nowhere to be found, Robbie was probably dancing with that girl of his and cat? Cat was also nowhere to be found. Y/n decided to sit on one of the picnic tables in the corner of the parkinglot, still sipping her drink. Everyone was having fun time, why couldn't she?

In the meantime Robbie was being harassed by Jade.

"What did u do, shapiro?" Jade asked angrily as she grabbed the collar of his button-up.

"I don't know! What did I do?" Robbie asked confused, looking pannicked back at Beck.

"I have no clue my friend, but u better fix it now." Beck said, trying not to intervine with what going on.

"Jade- please. Tell me what I did wrong so I can f-fix it, please?" Robbie asked and Jade loosend her grip.

"You hurted Y/n, stop playing dumb." She said annoyed as she let him go.

"How- You know I would never ever hurt her on purpose!" He said, still a bit panicked.

"Did I hurt her..?" He added, now a bit worried.

"Are you fucking blind?" She basically screamed.

"I mean, kinda? I have pretty strong gla-" Robbie said but got interupted by Jade.

"She likes you!" Jade said while facepalming. Robbie's eyes wident.

"She didn't even have to tell me and I already knew by the way she acts around you. How can you be so incredibly dumb?" Jade added and sighed.

"Where is she?" Robbie asked in a hurry.

"I don't know, probably around here somewh-" Jade couldn't even finish her sentence or Robbie was already gone. Jade looked at Beck who was still just standing there.

"Let's get something to drink-" Jade said.

"Yea, good idea." Beck added as they walked away.

Y/n was still sitting on top of the picnic table, listening to the music. Her feet were dangeling off the side.

"There you are-" She heard a familiar voice say.

"Oh, hey Robs." She said without looking up.

Robbie sat down next to her and gave her a cup with something to drink. She took the drink from his hands and looked up.

"Thanks-" She said but looked confused.

"Where is ur date?" She added and looked confused. Robbie chuckled.

"I don't know, haven't seen her all night." He said as he placed down his drink next to him.

"I have a small feeling that we gotta talk" He said as he turned his head towards her. Y/n felt her cheeks heat up a bit.

"Okay- I don't know what Jade told u-" She started and looked down again but he interupted her.

"Look, Y/n," He paused for a second. The look on his face gave away that he was struggeling to find the right words. Y/n got a bit anxious, because most of the times when people are looking for the right words it's not positive.

"Can I tell you a secret?" He finally said and smiled a bit.

'Sure" Y/n said, still looking at the ground.

Robbie got close to her ear, as if he wanted to whisper something but instead he stopped, slowly raised his hand and slowly turned her head with his finger and gave her a soft, sweet kiss. She was taken a bit back at first. Butterflies exploded in her stomach as she melted away in the kiss. Robbie then pulled away, not breaking eye contact.

"Now I still don't know your secret-" Y/n said to break the silence. They both chuckled.

"I've liked you since the moment i've met you, y/n." He said softly which grew a huge smile on Y/n face.

"Well, good to know. Because I like you too, Shapiro." Y/n said and Robbie smiled.

"That's good, because it would've been weird if I kissed you and you didn't." He said and the both laughed for a bit. Robbie took y/n hand and sat closer to her. Y/n looked up again, stealing a quick kiss from him.

"Couldn't resist, sorry." She said and they both chuckled again.

"You can steal all the kisses you want from now on, no need to worry." He said and smiled. Y/n leaned her head on his shoulder.

#robbie shapiro #victorious #robbie shapiro x reader #jade west #beck oliver #andre harris #tori vega #cat valentine #victorious x reader

[loserdiaz]

fic rec friday fun! 💌

rules: share the links to your wonderful words with the most hits/most kudos/most comments/most bookmarks /most words/least words

tagged by @spotsandsocks @littlebitofdiaz @prince-buck-diaz and @bekkachaos 💗

most hits, most kudos and most bookmarks

and this is when the feeling sinks in ( i don't wanna miss you like this ) mature | 17.4k words

Buck was supposed to come home in a couple months, pretty close to Eddie's birthday. He was finishing his tour with the Navy and then they'll get their happy ending. That's how it was supposed to go.

Then two officers showed up at Eddie's door with a flag and thanking his husband for serving their country.

And everything changed.

2. most comments

believe in one thing (i won't go away) mature | 24k words

"I think— I think we should go to therapy. Together." Eddie says one night and takes Buck completely by surprise. "Therapy? Together?" "Yeah, like, couple's therapy or something. Frank told me he can recommend someone for us." "Eddie…" Buck says slowly, as if he's trying to explain the hardest math problem in the universe to a five year old. "We're not, uh— We're not a couple." "No, I know." Eddie frowns and looks down, fidgeting with the beer in between his hands. "But we're partners." He says, this time a lot lower that Buck barely hears it. "Right?"

or; the one where buck is figuring out stuff after waking up from a coma, eddie misses his best friend and they go to couple's therapy.

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made my way to a life i would choose | explicit | 26.1k words

In which Eddie transfers from his station to the Dispatch Center to be the LAFD Liaison, change is hard, staying away from Dispatcher Evan Buckley is even harder and not falling in love with the man is god-damned impossible. Eddie makes his way to a life he would choose and to a family who will choose him back. or affectionately called the buddie at dispatch fic <3

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I'm the one on the phone as you whisper | teen and up | 1.2k words (it has 999 kudos so if someone wanted to go and read it and leave a kudo i wouldn't complain about it 👀)

"Hey, how do you feel about an impromptu romantic date at a fancy restaurant with the love of your life?" He asks once he hears the call has been picked up. There's silence on the other line for longer than it's normal and Buck is about to check if Hen hang up on him when someone finally speaks— and Buck suddenly feels sick to his stomach. "Okay." Says the voice that is certainly not Hen's. The voice that's been haunting Buck's every dream for forever. "Eddie?" Buck chokes out, stuttering and hoping to God it's not him. "Yeah…" Of course it is..Buck looks up at his ceiling again, cursing the damn universe and its awful sense of humor. He's sure its laughing at him at this point. "Why? D-Did you mean to call someone else?"

or: Buck's date cancels but he has already made the restaurant reservation, so he decides to call Hen and ask if she'd like to take Karen there. He dials the wrong number. It all works in the end.

honorary mention to famous buck au bc it might not fit in any of this categories but it's still one of my fave fics i've written:

he never thinks of me (except when i'm on TV) mature | 18.1k words

"I have been in love, yes." He says after the most torturous of seconds. "Would you mind expanding on that?" Buck hesitates for a few seconds and then Eddie sees the exact moment he decides 'fuck it' as he straightens in his seat. "There was this guy in high school. He was my best friend." Wait. Hold on. Eddie freezes. Is Buck— Is Buck talking about him? or: In which Eddie finds out years later that his unrequited feelings for his high school best friend were not actually unrequited, Buck is stupidly famous now and they pine. They get there in the end, they just need to get their timing right. Inspired by the prompt: “you’re famous and just got asked if you were ever in love this should be good– WAIT WHAT."

tagging (no pressure): @monsterrae1 @buddierights @barbiediaz @cowboy-buddie @transbuck @transboybuckley @honestlydarkprincess @bigfootsmom @lesbianmaygrant @maygrantgf @buckitup @the-likesofus @spaceprincessem @alyxmastershipper @elvensorceress @ebdaydreamer @greyacebuckley @starlingbite @lovebuck @mysteriouslyyounggalaxy @911onabc @hippolotamus @shortsighted-owl and anyone else who wants to do it! 💗

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[staygoldwriting]

💌 To the Steve I Loved Before: Part 5

A Steve Harrington TATBILB!AU fic

Parts 1-4 on my masterlist!

Summary: Y/N has written love letters to get over her deepest crushes. What happens when Steve Harrington gets his hands on her letter to him?

Disclaimer: This is inspired by the To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before series by Jenny Han! I have used none of her characters, but have only used the premise of a love letter in the wrong hands.

Word count: ~1200

Warnings: None, just fluff!

A/N: I'M STILL HERE!!! 🎉 I have been gone for so long and I'm SO SORRY!! I started my new job, and it's taken all of my time 😢 But I'm finally back, and I hope you guys love this next chapter! I will try my best to get another part out soon 💕Also, I know I keep teasing the letter, but know that I wrote it before anything else, so it'll be out in a couple chapters 👀Please let me know what you think, and, as always, please show love and support! ❤️✨

“Y/N?”

You were staring blankly at Steve as he waved his hand in front of your face. You snapped back into reality and looked at him.

“Sorry, okay, you said seven for pizza at your place?” you said quickly.

“Eight, but Y/N, did you write me--”

“Gotta go, Steve, see you!” you said, then rushed away before he could finish his question. As you sped walked to the front of the mall, Robin was waiting for you, shaking her head. 

“What have you done?” she asked, chuckling.

“I don’t wanna talk about it, let’s just go,” you said, not stopping as you walked past her.

-💌-

You sat at your desk, bouncing your knee up and down, planning and panicking in your mind. Robin was laying on your bed, her head hanging off the edge as she scrunched her face up in concentration.

“So,” she started, “you’re going to pretend to date Steve Harrington.”

“...Yep,” you said, squinting at the wall.

“Well, you’re going to need some ground rules,” Robin said, looking at you.

“Ground rules?”

“Yeah, so you guys are clear on this little game you’re playing.”

“I don’t think we need rules, Rob. We’re not even actually dating.”

“Are you gonna kiss him?”

“What? No!” you said, your heart beating quickly.

“Okay, then how are you gonna make your relationship believable?” Robin asked, flipping herself onto her stomach. 

“I mean, I don’t know,” you said. 

“Well, you should definitely kiss him,” Robin said. “First of all, no one would ever believe you two are dating if you don't kiss at least once in public. Second of all, it looked like you both enjoyed it quite a bit,” she smirked. You threw a stuffed animal at her.

“Bite your tongue, Buckley!” you yelled, trying not to laugh. 

“You’re blushing!” she yelled victoriously.

“Am not! I mean, yeah, he’s cute or whatever, but that doesn’t subtract from the fact that he’s a class A jerk,” you pointed out.

“I don’t know, you might be surprised,” Robin said, sitting up. “I think all the rejections he’s gotten at Scoops have bruised his ego enough for him to actually have mappable humility.”

“Steve? Humble? I’ll believe it when I see it,” you chuckled. 

“Well, keep me posted. I think you guys should both visit each other at work, but make it look natural since you haven’t done that before. Ease into it. Second, you have to make him drive us all around.”

“Us?” you smirked.

“I have to benefit from this somehow,” Robin smiled. “Anyways, third, you guys have to go to the Fourth of July carnival together.”

“We won’t be together then. Eddie will forget about the letter far before that,” you objected.

“Just stick with me,” Robin said. “Lastly, and most importantly, do not fall for him.”

“Rob, we’re not in a John Hughes movie, I’m not going to-”

“Stick with me,” Robin repeated. “Don’t rule anything out. After all, you did write him a letter, right?”

“We’re not talking about that,” you said quickly.

“Well, the truth’s gonna come out someday,” Robin said. “In the meantime, it’s 7:45. Prince Charming awaits.”

-💌-

You knocked on Steve’s front door, and he opened it, smiling at you brightly.

“Hey, fake girlfriend,” he smirked. “Looking good tonight.” You scoffed at him, trying to hide your blush. 

“Can I come in?” you asked, trying to change the subject.

“Come on in,” Steve said, moving from the doorframe. “Go ahead and sit anywhere,” Steve said, motioning to the living room. 

“Sounds good to me,” you said, sitting on the couch. Steve sat down, facing you. You smiled at him awkwardly, then he opened the pizza box.

“Dig in,” he said. You nodded in thanks, then grabbed a slice.

“So,” he smiled, taking a bite.

“So,” you repeated, nodding. 

“You like Eddie, and now we have to date?” he asked.

“Yeah, I guess you could phrase it that way,” you chuckled. “I’m sorry I got you mixed up in this, Steve.” 

“Don’t worry about it,” he said, his mouth full of pizza. “What are friends for?”

“We’re still friends?” you asked weakly, making Steve look at you in disbelief.

“Of course we’re still friends, Y/N, why wouldn’t we be?” he said, looking at you confused, his mouth still full. 

“I don’t know,” you whispered. “You became so popular, and we stopped hanging out.”

That doesn’t mean I don’t want to be your friend anymore,” Steve said, wiping his mouth and looking at you in concern.

“It sure feels that way,” you whispered, making Steve look at you sadly. 

“I’m sorry,” he said softly. 

“Don’t be,” you replied. “Anyway, we have some planning to do,” you said, trying to move on. You looked up at Steve, who was gazing at you. 

“Um,” you said, trying to break eye contact, “Robin had some recommendations to help our relationship look believable,” you said, looking back at him. “She says we should kiss at least once a day in public.” 

“Are you sure you can survive with just one Harrington kiss a day?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows. You rolled your eyes at him, fighting a laugh. 

“She also said we should visit each other at work, and that you should drive me around, and Robin too.”

“Hm. So now Robin gets a free ride to work every day and also sees her best friend every time she has a shift. Makes me wonder who this is really benefiting,” he smirked. 

“Well, do you have any rules in mind?” you asked, and Steve tapped his chin. 

“Will you come to family dinners with me? Maybe with you there I can actually get through a conversation with my father. And we should go to the movies and stuff, make our relationship really public. Stuff we used to do, you know? We’ll just kiss when we do it.”

“I guess that works for me,” you said. “Is there anything we shouldn't do?”

“Well, I'll stop flirting with the girls at work, and you'll have to stop drooling over Munson,” he shrugged. “Other than that, I don't think I have anything else.”

“I haven't been drooling over Eddie,” you defended. 

“Well, then start drooling over me,” Steve said, mocking your tone. “Oh, and we should go to the Fourth of July carnival together,” he said.

“Robin said the same thing, but I don't think we'll still be doing this plan then, will we?”

“Well, we don’t have to be together to go,” Steve pointed out. 

“I guess so,” you said. 

“Did Robin say anything else?” he asked. 

“Yeah, she said we shouldn’t fall in love with each other,” you chuckled.

“I’ll try my hardest,” he smirked, winking at you. 

“Alright then, I think that covers it. We’ll hang out after work, I’ll go to family dinners with you, we’ll kiss each other once a day-”

“But more is always welcome,” Steve winked, making you groan. “And I’ll take you and Robin to work, and, when the time comes, we’ll go to the carnival, all while not falling in love. Sounds simple enough,” he chuckled.

“Yeah, totally easy,” you joked. “Deal?” you asked, holding out your hand. 

“Hm,” Steve said, his smirk returning. “I'll do this all on one condition,” 

“Okay, what is that?” you asked tiredly. 

“You have to let me read my letter.”

-💌-

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[silenzahra]

Fics I'm working on ✨

Hey there! I just thought that, since I'm a veeeery slow (and chaotic) writer, I could let you guys see a list of all the fics, AUs and HCs I'm working on or intend to work on in the near future! ✨

@itsavee4117 @vulpixfairy1985 @keakruiser @peaches2217 @bberetd would you like to take a look? 🥰

Since I take my notes mostly in Spanish, I'll comment and translate a few things:

-Firstly, two of those fics were inspired by two beautiful pieces I LOVE and could stare at forever: this one and this one. Guess the fics they've inspired are both pretty obvious 🤭😝 ("chillando" means "screaming" btw 🤭)

-Secondly, you'll see two AUs that are not mine, but to which I'd like to add my personal take! I'm pretty sure you're all familiar with @multicolour-ink's Anastasia AU 😍 I did write my own version of the ballroom scene, but still gotta go and correct it very deeply (that's actually what "corregir muy a fondo" means). Also, when Multi posted their Hunger Games AU, I mentioned that a few months ago, I went and wrote what could be the beginning of the Hunger Games with Mario and Luigi in the roles of Katniss and Prim, so that's there too! ("repasar y editar" = "revise and edit").

-Thirdly, I wanna go and finally finish my Luigi's Mansion fic, since the third and last chapter is long overdue! The Dream Team one is only a mere idea right now (haven't even taken notes yet), but regarding Superstar Saga, I have written one of the two fics that I mention up there! I gotta go and edit it and then write the other (for this one I have taken notes). Oh, and that Luigi's Mansion 3 fic you see there... Yes, it happens to be the angstier thing I've ever written 🤭 Gotta work on it so I can start posting it soon!

-... Yes, I have four AUs in mind 😬 I've actually written down notes for three of them (and I have the fourth in mind), but... The first two are based on two shows that I don't know how famous are around here? 😬😅 So I'm pretty unsure about posting them 😅 The other two are based on two famous movies, so I do intend to bring them someday. I just don't when yet 😅

-I also have a few HCs that I'd like to share with you guys soon! And of course they had to be focused on Luigi, my favorite Mario character, and Luaisy, my favorite couple 🤭 I love them so much I just couldn't resist! (Also: "cuquis" means "cuties" and is pronounced exactly the same way as "cookies"! 🥰) And about that last one... I've been wanting to write Luaisy smut for a few months now, and @itsavee4117's fic (please go read it if you haven't yet!) inspired me to give it a try (and your words of encouragement too 💖), but I'm still so insecure about it! 😅 I don't know if it'll end up happening someday, but hey, at least the intention is there! ("quiero pero no estoy segura socorro" literally means "I wanna but I'm not sure help" 😂 So yeah, you can see I am truly doubting on this one 😅)

-Last but not least, please allow me to bring back something from almost two months ago: this post. Yes, it's been too long, and I feel terribly sorry for @peaches2217 and @itsavee4117 since you both sent me prompts back in January (which I'm deeply grateful for 💖) and I still. Haven't. Answered. 😬 Dishonor on me and my cow for real.

But hey, you see the first two fics I've listed? Those are the prompts that you sent me and both have been written and are almost ready to finally be shown to the world! 😁 I actually intend to post one of them later today, so if you finally wish to see your questions answered, stay tuned! And again: sorry to keep you waiting for so long. I really hope the wait will be worth it 🫂🤞💖 (Also, thanks to @keakruiser, who also sent me a prompt from this list back in January, I wrote this fic based on Dream Team, so thanks a lot for your prompt, Kea! 💖)

This is it for now! If you have anything to say or ask or comment or whatever, feel free to do so! My asks are open! 💖 (I'll answer my pending asks tomorrow, btw! Promise! Thank you for sending them and sorry for taking too long to answer, I'll really work on fixing that 🫂💖)

Here's my AO3 in case you wanna go check any of the fics I've posted so far! ✨

If you read everything, thank you so so much! 🫂 Love you, dear friends! 💖

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[thelittlewriter]

Extra Work

Pairing : Bakugou x Reader

(It's a cute side story of this if you're interested)

You knew how hard he was working. You could tell when he was coming back after training. He was exhausted. There was nothing you could do to help him, all you could do was follow him around.

He was still in training to be a hero but he was already yours. You were training too, just a year after him. Yet, the gap between the two of you was enormous. He already had the skills and experience to be a professional. You wanted to work with him in the future. He had barely glanced in your direction, he didn't even know you. You supposed that he was getting used to it, to you. You had been following him around for two months now. It was your dream to train with him, to work with him. But you still had to get stronger, little by little, just like he had done and was still doing.

It was easy for people to say he was just born to be a hero. But you saw Bakugou's hard work. It was craved on his arms, with little scars from his quirk. You wondered how he felt the first time. Was it scary ? People probably had found it cool, but wasn't it scary to know that he could simply throw an explosion at first ?

You surely found it cool. He was focused, training at dawn. Every day, he would train to get better. When did it start ? Why ? You wanted to know. You wanted to ask, but you felt like it wasn't the right time. You couldn't face him, not now, not until you were stronger, worthy to be by his side.

He had seen you train before. He had seen you fight. But you knew that it wasn't enough yet. So you needed to observe. To look at him, about how he handled his quirk, how he handled situations. It was like he was everywhere, like he could see everything.

You knew that he probably had trained in secret even before he was accepted in UA. This kind of skill wasn't built in just a year. He seemed to know a lot about his quirk and about himself.

Suddenly, he turned around. He was still mid-air but his eyes met yours. Stern, focused, you saw him aim toward you.

Shit.

You felt his laser fly right next to you. You looked behind. He had hit a dummy. He was far enough to make a mistake. In a real-life situation, you could have been a civilian, and the dummy could have been a villain. In a real-life situation, he would have saved you.

He walked toward you. This time, only you were looking at him. He walked past you, as if you weren't there. Your head dropped. It was to be expected. You were so excited to see him train that you had walked too closed and ruined his training session.

"You dumbass can't even look behind your back," he suddenly said.

You turned around. He still wasn't looking at you but you could tell he was talking to you when he said :

"It's your weak point."

Your eyes finally met his and you looked away. He sure was intimidating. But he had seen you fight, seem you train. And he was giving you advice now. He was acknowledging you. You heard him walk away.

"I wanna be your sidekick !"

He stopped. You had screamed it in the forest before thinking. It seemed to be echoed to the whole world to hear. Now, it was real.

"You can't even watch your back, how will you watch mine ?"

"I'll work harder."

Just like he was doing. That was what you admired in him. His hard work. It made people so jealous that they had to call it a gift. But you knew. You saw how hard he worked every day to be the man he was. The hero he was.

"Get to work then."

You would be his sidekick one day. You were sure about it.

Hey ! I'm back ? With this, I just got inspired, I hope you liked it ! I'm not back back yet but I need to finish this fic and I need to finish the others... I hope you've been doing good and that you're having a good day !

#mha bakugou #mha x reader #mha x y/n #mha x you #mha angst #mha fluff #mha fic #bakugo fic #bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #bnha bakugou #bakugou x you #bakugou x y/n #bakugou fic #bakugou fluff #bakugou angst #bakugo angst #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x you #bakugo fluff #bnha fic #bnha x you #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n

[shuchu]

Hana hana hana, have you see this?

I’ve guessed that shu probably is someone who will have different aura (or vibes (?)) when he’s getting serious. Like the moment he’s starting to assert his dominance, that’s it.

After hearing this, I couldn’t help but imagine dom!shu getting really really mad to protect his lover or something like that. Like probably when u guys having a date or something. Or you trying something new like going to a club or something. Doing something that you both never done as a couple, like this is out of your routine. Imagine when you decide to have a date on a club, you both just want to have some fun: a drink or two and dancing on the dance floor, enjoying the music and vibe? You probably going out with your friends as well (the more the merrier ritee). And then there’s this one guy who start to flirt with you, trying to woo you when you are alone (because maybe shu is getting drinks for you two while the others are dancing on the dancefloor). But anyway, this guy is persistence, he’s making you uncomfortable even though you have nicely ask him to back off.

Annnd, at some point, shu sees it and all hell break loose. He will start to assert his dominance to protect you. He won’t back down until the other party says sorry or leave you both alone.

(nsfw) Anyway, i couldnt help but to imagine if he’s somehow able to be mean in bed. Like, when he’s unable to control his raging jealousy after what happened at the club. He probably gonna do you for hours until you remember nothing but his name and until he’s calm down enough lmao skksks

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good lord, this is an ask that has been sitting in my drafts, unfinished from eons ago. i finally found the motivation to finish it up. i apologise if this is bad, i'm so rusty ;w; enjoy lovelies <3

indeed i have! the way millie described shu being mad and sticking up for his friends- same millie that's tskr and fucking hot

i honestly feel like even though shu is calm and collected most of the time, when he feels the need to step up and protect someone he cares about he will. so i can imagine that if a random person starts harassing you and making you feel uncomfortable, shu would definitely make the person apologise to the both of you for being such an asshole

here's a mini fic inspired by your ask/thirst ♡

suggestive, afab!reader

you and shu decide to step out of your comfort zones a little for today's date and go to a club. it was lovely at first, getting drinks and dancing with shu on the dance floor.

you giggle as shu hugged you close to him, with a big smile on his face as the song ends and the next one begins. the both of you then leave the dance floor to take a break from dancing.

"who would've thought we're both amazing dancers?"

"nah babe. you're the dancer not me." shu sees you panting a little and asks, "you want me to go get some more drinks?"

you nod, "yeah that would be great babe, thank you!"

shu smiles and says as he walks away, "i'll be right back, stay here okay?"

you take your phone out and start scrolling through twitter while waiting for shu to return.

"hey, do you wanna get some drinks with me? it's on me." you hear a voice from beside you so you take your attention off your phone to see a young man beside you. from his looks, you'd guess he was around the same age as you.

you smile and say, "oh, no thank you. i have someone getting me drinks already."

the man continues, "oh that's okay then. i saw you across the the club and felt an immediate connection with you. you're really pretty."

an unsettling feeling starting bubbling up within you when the man said that, you give him an awkward smile and say, "thanks."

"are you single? if so, can i grab your number?"

"no i have a boyfriend actually and he's the one getting drinks for me." you say, hoping that the man would leave you alone after that.

the man's face dropped for a split second before he regained his cheery and flirty disposition. the man continued hitting on you and would constantly try to touch your arm or your waist. you were feeling incredibly uncomfortable and prayed for shu to get back soon.

fact is, shu saw this go down from a distance. after he turned his back towards the bar, he saw this random guy hitting on his partner. he saw the uncomfortable look on your face and it made his blood boil, he starts walking over to the both of you. when he gets there he clears his throat, "i'm back babe, sorry i took so long."

he gently pulls you away from the man so that you're standing closer to him. one of his hands made its way to your waist, holding you close to him.

"you knew they were taken. why are you still trying to coerce them into having a drink with you?"

the man looked at shu and laughed nervously, "ah i'm so sorry. i thought they were just using it as an excuse to not get a drink with me."

"even then, even if they weren't my partner, if someone tells you no, respect their decision and stop pushing yourself onto them. that's disgusting and you should feel ashamed for acting like that. my partner felt very uncomfortable from your advances, so i think you should apologise to them."

the man laughed nervously again and tried to weasel himself out of the situation but shu insisted and glared at him. the man eventually apologised and left quickly afterwards.

shu brought you into his arms and held you close, "you feeling okay? he was such an asshole, i'm sorry you had to deal with that alone."

you hum, "i'm feeling okay babe don't worry. thank you for telling him off." the both of you finished your drinks and headed home. during the ride home, you saw that shu was gripping the steering wheel tighter than usual, the veins on his hands and arms were more prominent. his jaw was clenched and he wore a serious expression.

once you stepped into the comfort of your house, shu grabbed your hands and gently pushed you against the wall. your eyes widened and you gasp, "b-babe?"

"the thought of that guy hitting on you and making you feel so uncomfortable makes me so mad. i should have asked you to come along with me, i'm sorry i left you there alone. i just figured that maybe people would be decent enough to leave you alone after you reject them." shu says in a gruff voice.

you moved a hand up to cup his cheek, "it's okay. you came back and told him off. thank you for coming to my rescue, my knight in shining armour." you giggle a little after saying that.

shu then leaned in, his breath tickling the side of your neck, "maybe i need to mark you up so that other men will know you're mine and know not to approach you."

your breath hitches and you gulp, "i- i don't think you need to babe, something like that- ah-!"

you let out a little moan as shu attached his lips to your neck, sucking on it.

heat started pooling between your legs as you’ve never seen your boyfriend this possessive before and not gonna lie, it was really turning you on.

shu lifted his head up from your neck to admire his handy work while you look back at him panting and with lust filled eyes.

he takes in the sight before him and smirks. he then leans down to capture your lips in a passionate kiss. the way his tongue swept against yours was dizzying and you felt like you were melting from the intensity of the kiss.

shu pulls back slightly and whispers against your lips, "all. mine." before smiling and giving you a peck. then, he leans back and walks away leaving you to slide down onto the floor, dazed and very very turned on.

#hana replies ♡ #🥀 anon ♡ #shu yamino #shu yamino x reader #shu yamino smut #luxiem #luxiem x reader #hes hot idc

[amaiyajiki]

A bad day always gets better when I’m with you.

A/N:I really can’t get this scenario out of my head, I just started playing genshin Impact (Ik I’m very late to the party) and I luv aether’s design man- I just wanna pamper this hardworking dude to death.This fic was inspired by another author.

Tags:Smut,blowjob,handjob,teasing,Top!reader,Bottom!Aether,slight rough sex, gn reader,praise,soft degradation

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The Archons were really not kind to you this week.You were pissed.You were busy all week and you couldn’t even spend any time with your beloved boyfriend.

You were busy with all sorts of commissions that just makes you wonder on why couldn’t they just do it themselves.But you really couldn’t say no to the people of tevyat.Your boyfriend was very paitent and could see that you were stressing out and he comforted you always...

But today was the worst day of your life.You finally managed to get to spend some alone time with Aether, so you decided to get some flowers for him and his favorite food. But of course, some hilichurls decided that they were not gonna let you have peace.”Not again-”, you groaned. You easily defeated them but some were kind of strong.But your flowers and food were ruined because they just had to snatch it and take it away from you.

If this day couldn’t get worse than it already was, Albert asked you to clean up around the cathedral as if HE couldn’t do it.You really wanted to punch him in the face but again- You kept your anger down around him and said yes.After finishing that annoyance,you stomped your way to your and Aether’s shared home.

You didn’t see your favorite blonde in the living room.So, you just went to your guy’s shared bedroom. After you reached there, you were met with your boyfriend on the balcony,his long blonde hair gracefully flowing in the air.“Oh! Windblade! You’re home!” Aether said,happily knowing that you were safe.It seemed like he didn’t really notice your grumpy face. But looking at him almost made your anger go away, almost.

“Hey Aether...” You said,throwing your hands around his shoulders to give him a hug. “Hm? Are you okay,(name)?”,He asked. How caring, You thought.Without another word,you dragged Aether back to the bedroom and pushed him into the bed. 

“H-huh? Windblade! w-what are you doing?” Aether asked,clearly flustered by your actions. “Really wanted to pamper you all day” You murmured,getting on top of him. “But those goddam people were really helpless and were lazy as fuck”, You growled,gripping his waist tightly.Aether whimpered.You could feel his pants getting tighter. You began pressing kisses on his neck.Your hands were roaming around his body,from his torso all the way down to his hips. Aether was moaning quietly and his face was bright red.You leaned back to take off his clothes,almost ripping them apart in advance.You looked at his dick,it was bright red and was leaking with “I barely even touched you and you’re already this hard? Gosh you’re so sensitive darling.”Aether whimpered at your words. You weren’t wrong.He was always sensitive whenever you guys had sex together.

You put your index finger on his chest.You slowly drag it down to the top of his dick.Much to Aether’s dismay,you didn’t immediately put it in your mouth or wrap it around your hand.He needed it so badly.So the only logical thing he could think of,he rutted his hips towards your hand.Seeing this, you put your hands on his hips to stop him.He whined, “p-please!” “Please what,sweetheart? You gotta use your words like a good boy now”,You purred.You wanted to break him and you wanted him to beg.

“P-please! f-fuck me! k-kiss me! I just want you! wan’ you! wan’ you!” Aether nearly screamed he gripped the blankets so tightly. Thank the lord you guys didn’t have neighbors or anyone. “Good boy. Since you asked so nicely, you’ll get what you want.” After saying that, you put your hand around his cock.His cock twitched as you touched it. Aether was shaking in pleasure.

You started slowly stroking him.Smearing some of the precum on top of his cock.Aether whined, rutting his hips up to make you move your hand faster.”Ah,ah,ah~” you said and hold his hips down with your other hand. “Just be a little more paitent,my darling.We’re just getting started.” 

You started stroking his cock quickly.Aether started panting heavily because of your sudden pace.He arched his back.”I- hah-!”. You knew he was close.You started stroking his cock slowly again. “No,no,no! Please! wanna cum! please!” Aether said,face flush and red. Instead of speaking to him,you put your mouth around his cock.You kept sucking his cock,putting your tongue around his head.”S-Shit! Ah!~”, Aether arched his back again. His mind was blank, he missed your touch,your soft voice,your body,everything.Now he finally got what he wanted.

(The ending was kind of rushed,I am so sorry for that- This is my first ever smut oneshot, so please don’t mind if this is cringe.I wanted to get this out as soon as possible- Hope you enjoyed reading this!

(Unrelated but HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR FANCY HAT BOI)

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact x you #sub!aether #top!reader #aether x reader #x reader #aether

[mgc02]

Alastor's mistake

Charlie x Vaggie

Cw: suggestive at the end

Apparently Alastor might become like a father figure to Charlie which inspired this fic

Charlie sprayed herself with a small spritz of perfume and finished up her makeup. She took a step back to assess herself. She was wearing a short black dress with a sharp v line neck that made her cleavage just visible. The dress itself hugged her curves just right and it gave her that hourglass figure that was just wow. Her long blonde hair was braided and wrapped to form a top bun. All that was left was her mother's pearl necklace that drew the attention upwards.

"You look gorgeous" Vaggie said standing in her doorway unable to take her eyes off of Charlie in that dress. Charlie met her gaze and smiled "so do you" Vaggie was wearing a red dress that fit perfectly in all the right places but it was her eyes that Charlie was particularly entranced by. She had done a smoky eye affect with her makeup that made them absolutely pop. Vaggie noticed Charlie struggling to get her necklace on. "Need some help?" She asked. "Yes thanks" Charlie answered slightly flustered. Only Vaggie could make her feel like this. Vaggie hooked Charlie's necklace together around her and wrapped her arms around her as they looked at themselves in the mirror. "I'm so glad we finally have a break from the hotel so we can go out and have a night with just the two of us" Charlie spoke as if in a dream. "Me too. Come on let's go." Vaggie gently grabbed Charlie by the hand to lead her out the room. Clearly excited about their date night. "Wait. You go on ahead I'll meet you there." Charlie said. Vaggie stopped "what? Why?" Charlie didn't want Vaggie to think she had anything more important to do than spend the evening with her so she decided to be honest. "I have a surprise planned for you and I need to get it ready. I'll be there no later than 20 minutes. You go, get us a table and I'll be there very soon." Vaggie was immediately touched and agreed.

Charlie headed downstairs to get the surprise ready. All she needed was for them to show up so she could pay them and tell them where to meet her. When she came down she was surprised they hadn't shown up yet. Her attire did not go unnoticed by the others. "Oh, you're looking hot as fire. Got big plans or something?" Angel asked. Charlie wondered if anyone had saw Vaggie leave. "Well I'm actually meeting Vaggie for a date night at a very high class restaurant here in pentagram city" she replied. You could hear what sounded like a record scratching or nails on a chalk board. Alastor approached swiftly. "Not in that you're not" and with a snap of his fingers Charlie's outfit completely changed to a bright pink old timey dress that went down to her ankles. This... was not the vibe she was going for however. "Um, Alastor I appreciate whatever it is your trying to do but Vaggie likes me in this dress" as she said that she snapped her fingers instantly changing back. Alastor snapped his fingers again putting her back in the modest outfit he picked. "I think if you're going to classy place you'll want wear something classy don't you think?" He grinned. Charlie began to get annoyed as she snapped her fingers switching back once again. "Alastor I'm wearing this. This is fine." Alastor's grin grew tighter and you could cut the tension in the air with a knife. "Very well" he caved. "But at least wear a jacket. You'll catch a cold." And he snapped his finger once more putting her in a jacket. "Alright I'll wear the jacket." She didn't wanna be late so she settled for a compromise this time.

"Hey, has anyone come by the hotel? I'm expecting someone before I head out." She was surprised they weren't there yet. "Why yes. A group of gentlemen came by saying they were a live band and that they were supposed to meet someone here but since I hadn't heard anything about it I figured they must have the wrong address." Charlie was about to have a heart attack. "Al! I was the one they were supposed to meet! I was going to pay them and make arrangements for them to meet us at the park. I was gonna surprise Vaggie with a dance!" Charlie was trying to maintain her composure but now she didn't know what to do. Vaggie was expecting some kind of special surprise and she had nothing. "Well if you were planning on dancing you really should've heeded my advice. That outfit is not as suited for the waltz" Alastor said as if he were oblivious to his own mistake. "Alastor! This is serious I told Vaggie that I had a surprise for her. You know, just because we're business partners does not mean I'm have to tell you everything. You could've told them to wait here." Alastor's carefree expression did not change in the slightest. Charlie could see she wasn't getting anywhere with him so she just sighed. "I guess I'll have to think of something in the moment." She looked at her watch and her eyes practically popped out of head. "I'm gonna be late!" She took off and made her way to the restaurant rather frustrated with Alastor. How he could just send them away like that? She tried to control her anxiety about what to tell Vaggie especially since she's already late.

Charlie arrived and searched for Vaggie. She spotted her at a table by herself near the window. "Uh, wow. That took longer than expected sorry" Charlie said sitting down. "That's ok. I'm just really excited to see what you have planned." Vaggie exclaimed. Charlie's thoughts raced through her head. She tried to think something, anything, that she could come up with on the fly. Maybe we can stop and see a movie, or... suddenly the waiter showed up asking if they were ready to order. Throughout the night Charlie was too busy talking to Vaggie and ordering dessert and such to come up with a new surprise. Finally she paid the bill. "So, what's this super special surprise you got for me?" Vaggie asked as she put on her coat. "Ugghh... it's back at the hotel" Charlie lied. She realized finally that if she couldn't think of anything she would just have to come clean and tell Vaggie there was no surprise. She... she would just tell her that she had something planned but messed it up. The ride home she was a bit tense and Vaggie seemed to pick up on it. She gave her a look of concern but Charlie tried to act as if everything was fine.

They arrived at the hotel and walked inside. Charlie went to hang up her coat. As she did she decided to tell Vaggie the truth. "Look Vaggie there's something I-" she was interrupted by music playing and looked up to see Vaggie entranced as a live band of Alastor's shadows performed on stage and the hotel lobby had been decorated with a dance floor. Candles created dim lighting and Husk had already poured them each a glass of wine. Charlie tried not to act as astonished as she was. Vaggie threw her arms around her. "Oh my gosh it's amazing! Why were you so nervous earlier? I love it!" Vaggie exclaimed. Charlie smiled and hugged her back. "I just wanted our first night to ourselves in a while to be perfect" she answered, which was true. Vaggie excused herself to the bathroom real quick and Alastor walked over. "I can't believe you did all this?!?" Charlie was blown away. "Well I figured it was my fault that you're plans went awry so I decided to correct my mistake." Alastor explained. Charlie smiled and resisted the urge to hug him, knowing he wasn't fond of that sort of thing. "Thank you Alastor" Charlie took a sip of her wine. "Don't mention it my dear. But one more thing" he said catching her attention. "That sure is a lovely dress you're wearing" he grinned as we walked away swiftly. "Why thank yo-" she stopped as she looked down to see she was no longer wearing her black dress but the long old timey one Alastor had tried to get her to wear. "AAALLL!!!" she groaned. Vaggie giggled "I like that dress too" she had just returned. "You do?" Charlie asked surprised. "Yeah it leaves more up to the imagination" she replied suggestively. Charlie grinned. "Well after our dance tonight maybe you could help me take it off." Charlie flirted. Vaggie stepped closer. "I'd like that" she then grabbed Charlie's hand and lead her onto the dance floor where they danced the night away. And it was a night they would never forget.

#hazbin hotel #vivziepop #chaggie #hazbin charlie #charlie x vaggie #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor hazbin hotel #charlie hazbin hotel #hazbin vaggie

[spiderfunkz]

DUMB CONVERSATIONS, WE LOSE TRACK OF TIME

summary : just some cute memories of you with your lovely girlfriend <33

pairings : robin buckley x gn!reader (modern!au sorta)

wc : 0.7k

warnings : kisses?? bit of foul language, but other than that just tooth rotting fluff.

a/n : sorry for not posting so much i had no inspo for a couple of weeks, but i got an idea for this blurb fic thing inspired by the song 'nothing' by bruno major!! italics in bold are lyrics btw

tracksuits and red wine, movies for two . . .

"robin the movies starting!" you shout out as your favorite movie starts playing on the tv. it was a lovely afternoon, and what better thing to do than to watch movies with your beautiful girlfriend? "coming m'love" robin replied, rushing towards the small living room in your house.

"look what i found in the boxes back there earlier" she says pulling up a bottle of wine. "ooh, must've got left out" you shrug. "maybe, anyways you up for some drinks?" she asks as you nodded.

the movie went on for an hour or two as glasses of wine started filling the coffee table. you're cuddling with robin as you sip from the glass, paying attention to the movie while robin is doing the complete opposite. yeah she seen this movie for maybe 47 times so it was pretty valid for her to get bored of it. but i don't think that excuses her from accidentally spilling the red wine all over your new tracksuit.

"shit!" you curse out as robin gasps. "oh my god sorry, lovebug i didn't mean to do that!" robin apologizes as the stains started to appear. you look up to her in a disbelief face as she chuckles awkwardly, scratching the back of her neck.

"well the good thing is you just diy'd a halloween outfit! the uh, bloody tracksuit-er?" robin shrugs as you furrowed your brows. "your lucky i love you, buckley"

we'll play nitendo, though i always lose . . .

"aha! another win, the mario cart pro is unbeatable! sorry love" you chuckle as robin smile. "mhm, i can go on days doing this" robin says sarcastically. "we can play another game if you want" you suggest as she shook her head. "honestly i don't mind losing, because there's nothing, like doing nothing, with you" she says, kissing your cheeks.

dumb conversations, we lose track of time . . .

"and then there was petey, you know petey right?" robin asks as you nodded, listening. its been an hour, or maybe a few hours? you're not quite sure anymore but you don't mind. you would honestly pay to listen to your girlfriend ramble about anything really, you love it.

"he was absolutely terrified! he sat in the corner with a blank face, trying to process everything that just happen... i mean you don't see a drum set get thrown out of the window very often huh? especially your drum set that you payed for since the school has a pretty low budget for these things" robin continues as you chuckle.

"gosh you should've seen his face! he- he was like—" robin pauses, imitating a scared yet straight face causing you to laugh as she joins. you both laugh for a few minutes not realizing the time that just hit 2 am.

have i told you lately? i'm grateful your mine . . .

it was your 1 year anniversary with robin. and you were more than excited to celebrate it with her. you just finished a reservation at you two's favorite restaurant, and now your driving home with her. "okay when we get home, there's still something i wanna do so you just stay in the car for a bit, yeah?" you stated as she nodded.

once you arrive at your drive way, you parked your car before rushing in your house, trying to quickly get the surprise together. a few minutes pass by and the surprise is finally done.

you go out and walk towards the car where robin is. "hey! you can come in now" you say, gesturing towards the car as she smiled. you held robin's hand, walking towards the house.

you cover her eyes with your hands as you open the front door, guiding her to the kitchen where everything is placed. "okay, open your eyes, slowly okay!" you say as she nodded, opening her eyes. "tadaaaaa!" you smile, waving your hands as robin smiles. she grabs the box on the counter, opening it.

inside the box was a sweater you knitted just for her, a little love letter, and a heart locket with a picture of you with robin. it was one of your favorite memories with her, you were cooking heart-shaped pizzas just like the ones you found from your camera roll. it was you and robin, holding the pizza while being covered with flour after a small flour fight robin caused.

"aw this is perfect, lovebug! thank you so much" she smiles, giving you a warm hug. "gosh i love you so so much, bug. i'm so grateful to have you" robin says, kissing your cheek. "i love you more, birdie" you reply.

#robin buckley blurb #robin buckley imagine #robin buckley fluff #robin buckley #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley angst #robin buckley headcanons #robin buckley hurt/comfort #robin buckley x you #robin buckley x y/n #lesbian #wlw #stranger things imagine #stranger things

[so-sures-blog]

Hey so like I recently started getting into ikarishipping and I found your stuff and like???? It's so good???? I need more???? I wanted to request more fluffy hcs and stuff for them, but I totally understand if you don't wanna

listen

Ok, I know this isn’t a headcannon but I was inspired to write this little fic about them, so hope you don’t mind. This was sitting in my drafts for so long now until I finally worked up the courage to get it done.

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Dawn places the finishing touches on Piplup’s outfit, clapping appreciatively as her starter proudly strikes poses in his little cheerleader prince uniform.

“Let’s go show everyone your outfit!” Dawn picks up Piplup and beams as he chirps his agreement.

Dawn exits the room, heading out to meet Ash, Barry, and Brock to talk about the match today. It was the early morning of the Pokémon Sinnoh League, with Ash and Paul finally facing off. After a full year of battling and insults the two were about to meet in the semifinals.

Dawn makes her way down the hall, footsteps echoing. Ash against Paul … it would certainly be a battle to be remembered. It had been a long time since Lake Acuity. Since their very first battle. Ash and his team have only grown stronger since then, and so has Paul.

They all had.

“… I have one last thing to tell you,” a voice suddenly cuts across the lobby and turning around, Dawn gasps and ducks before Paul sees her.

Piplup turns around with a questioning “Pip?” and Dawn claps a hand over his beak. Piplup releases a silent squawk of rage before pecking her hand indignantly. Dawn shakes out her hand with a quiet hiss before pressing a finger to her lips and glaring in a ‘be quiet’ motion. Piplup glares right back before he settles down to eavesdrop. Dawn pokes her head over the counter to watch.

“Paul? Win this. Don’t underestimate Ash’s skill — then win the whole thing!”

Paul’s lips curve into a smile. “I will.”

Reggie hung up with a “Later, Paul,” before Paul turns around — only to meet Dawn’s startled blue eyes.

Dawn froze in embarrassment, a pink blush staining her cheeks once she realizes she’s been caught staring. Paul looks taken aback, staring at her with surprised onyx eyes.

Say something, stupid, her brain says as silence starts to creep between the two.

“Umm …” Dawn laughs nervously, and Paul turns on his heel and begins walking away. She nearly facepalmed herself. Really, that’s what she comes up with?

“That was Reggie you were talking to, right? So, is he coming here today?” Dawn hastily tries to cover up her lack of verbal skills by asking him a question, but she must’ve said the wrong thing because Paul begins walking faster.

Dawn felt stupid. Of course Reggie wasn’t coming, Paul was just on a phone call with him, and Veilstone City was too far to make it in an hour. Before she could wallow in her own self-pity, Paul spoke up.

“So, how’s he doing?” Paul practically sneers.

“Uh, you mean how’s Ash?” Dawn asks. She exchanges a questioning look with Piplup before realizing Paul is almost at the door. She runs after him. “Wait! If you ask a question, don’t you want to hear the answer?”

Dawn catches up with him, falling in a step or two behind him. The brisk morning air hits her face and clears her head. “Ash is doing some last minute training with his Pokémon. Want me to get him?”

“Please don’t. No need.”

“Why did you ask about him then?”

“ … I don’t know.”

Oh great, Dawn thinks sarcastically. Dawn realizes she’s fallen behind him and hurries to catch up.

What do we even say to each other? She thinks nervously. The awkwardness is probably one-sided as she doubts Paul cares about that sort of thing, but it’s all Dawn can think about. 

As a coordinator, Dawn prides herself on being able to entertain the audience and appeal to the judges. Her entire career depends on people’s opinions and how they view her. 

But Paul? Paul was unreadable. She had no idea what he was thinking, much less feeling. 

Should she just peel off, say she forgot something? But they were walking in the same direction. Should she ask him about his Pokémon, if he was ready for his battle? But would Paul get defensive and snap at her? Would Paul even notice if she fell back and walked by herself?

“I just don’t like him,” Paul says suddenly. Dawn’s head whips up. Was Paul actually talking about his feelings? Verbally expressing how he felt? In front of her?

Dawn suddenly felt like she’s walking on a live wire. 

“He talks just like my brother. Friends, trust … my brother says those things all the time too.”

“But Paul, Ash isn’t Reggie. Ash is Ash, and that’s that.” Dawn protests.

“PAUL!”

“Hey Dawn! Paul!”

The two look up to see Barry and Ash racing towards them with bright grins on their faces.

“Look, Ash is like any other trainer I’d have to battle in the quarter-finals … and I’m going to have to beat him if I want to win the Sinnoh League.”

Dawn stares at Paul with an open mouth. Wow. She had no idea Paul felt those things — that he is even feeling things at all. She knows Ash, his nervousness for the battle manifesting in his training and his determination. But Paul is feeling things about the battle too. 

Dawn feels his determination, his strength for what is ahead. The way he speaks and how his eyes focus up ahead — past her, past Ash — as if there is more waiting for him to achieve. 

It makes Dawn realize that being the Sinnoh Champion isn’t just Ash’s dream — it was Paul’s too. The way Paul trained his Pokémon and how he let go of Chimchar — it was ruthless and wrong, but suddenly Dawn realizes it was for a purpose. Paul wasn’t power-hungry for no reason. 

Paul is ambitious and determined and focused and level. His strength to push past things and focus solely on his goal is what makes him powerful, not his Pokémon. His ambition drives him to do better and his determination is what forces him to never stop. This battle with Ash is a stepping stone to something greater, and Paul is going to do everything he can to beat him. 

And Dawn could respect that. 

*** 

Ash and Paul’s battle is as heart-pounding as Dawn expects.

She’s cheering for Ash, calling out encouragement as Piplup cheers and Brock yells. She is rooting for him because she’s his friend, and one little conversation with Paul won’t change that. 

But still, between Barry screaming in her ear and the roaring audience, a small part of her thinks she wouldn’t mind it if Paul won.

#pokémon #pokémon fanfic #ikarishipping fic #ikarishipping #pokemon diamond and pearl #ikarishipping headcannons #pokemon hikari #pokemon shinji #dawn pokemon #paul pokemon

[torracattos]

What If Class 1-A Had A Chatroom

The Class 1-A Group Chat Fic

Yeah. Its THAT kind of thing. A few have been done, but I got inspired a while ago to do one and its just been sitting in my google docs for a couple years. I finally decided to finish it and post it here for fun.

-Tenya Iida created group chat: Class 1-A Group Chat-

-Tenya Iida added Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Ochacho Uraraka, Eijiro Kirshima, Shoto Todoroki, Denki Kaminari, Yaoyorozu Momo, Tsuyu Asui, Fumikage Tokoyami,  Kyoka Jiro, Mina Ashido, Rikido Sato, Yuga Ayoama, Minoru Mineta, Koji Koda, Toru Hagakure, Hanta Sero, Mezo Shoji, and Masahiro Ojiro.-

Tenya Iida: Greeting, my fellow classmates! As your class rep, I thought creating this group chat would be useful as a useful means of communication in need of emergency or help. If I see any harassment of any form, foul language, or anything not safe for work, I have the right to remove you from this chat.

Ochaco Uraraka: Hellooooo~ Thanks for creating this, Iida! It’ll be fun for all of us!

Izuku Midoriya: Hi everyone!

Denki Kaminari: YOOOOOOOO!

Eijiro Kirshima: What’s up, everyone?

Mina Ashido: HIIIIII!!

Mezo Shoji: Hello.

Kyoka Jiro: Hey everyone.

Hanta Sero: Hey there!

Rikido Sato: How's it going?

Yuga Aoyama: Bonjour!

Momo Yaoyorozu: I think this is a wonderful idea, Iida. 

Tenya Iida: Thank you! 

Tsuyu Asui: I give it a day before Iida has to shut this down. Ribbit.

Izuku Midoriya: Why do you say that, Tsu?

Katsuki Bakugo: WHO THE FUCK THOUGHT I’D WANNA BE A PART OF THIS SHIT?

Tsuyu Asui: See. Ribbit.

Katsuki Bakugo: SHUT UP, FROG GIRL!

Izuku Midoriya: Kacchan…

Eijiro Kirishima: Easy, Bakugo!

Katsuki Bakugo: YOU TOO, DEKU, YOU DAMN NERD!

Tenya Iida: Bakugo, this is not the kind of behavior I will allow in this chat room. If you continue, I will not hesitate to remove you from this chat.

Eijiro Kirishima: C’mon, man! We gotta keep the fam together!

Katsuki Bakugo: I DIDN’T ASK TO BE IN THIS STUPID CHAT ANYWAY!

Denki Kaminari: Translation: I do, but I’ll never admit it.

Hanta Sero: HAHAHAHAHAHA.

Eijiro Kirishima: You know you wanna be here, Bakubro!

Katsuki Bakugo: I AM NOT YOUR BRO!

Mina Ashido: HE CALLED HIM BAKUBRO!

Toru Hagakure: THAT’S SO CUTE!

Kyoka Jiro: Is there something you two aren’t telling us?

Katsuki Bakugo: FUCK YOU, EARS!

-Katsuki Bakugo was removed from the chat-

Izuku Midoriya: Come on, Kaachan…

Eijiro Kirishima: I’ll  go check on him before he blows up the dorms.

Momo Yaoyorozu: Iida, you’re not gonna let him back in are you?

Tsuyu Asui: I’m glad that’s over, ribbit.

Tenya Iida: Of course not, Yaoyourozu. I will not tolerate such rude behavior in this chat. 

Fumikage Tokoyami: The darkness has descended upon this chat already.

Ochaco Uraraka: Aw c’mon, Tokoyami! Why act so glum right now.

Shoto Todoroki: I can hear him yelling below my room…

Fumikage Tokoyami: I rest my case…I’m logging off.

Ochaco Uraraka: I think I saw Kirishima heading towards his room.

Izuku Midoriya: Anyway…

Izuku Midoriya: Let’s just…move onto something else?

Ocaho Uraraka: Sounds like a good idea, Deku! What were you thinking?

Denki Kaminari: I mean…I think you already know where this is gonna go lol

Minoru Mineta: I heard some juicy gossip about Nejire Hado >:3

Momo Yaoyorozu: Don’t you dare, Mineta.

Mina Ashido: Sweetie, do you really wanna be the next one kicked from the chat?

Izuku Midoriya: Anyway, I heard All Might is gonna be on TV tonight! I heard he’s going to be doing an exclusive interview on TV tonight!! I heard online they were going to go into his days in the United States when he was in Los Angeles, California! I’m so excited!

Denki Kaminari: @Ochaco Uraraka See! 

Masahiro Ojiro: That’s Midoriya for you!

Denki Kaminari: He sure knows a lot about All Might.

Ochaco Uraraka: His room is full of All Might.

Izuku Midoriya: Let’s not talk about my room…

Denki Kaminari: Hey, dude, you said let’s talk about something different and we are HAHAHAHAHA!

Hanta Sero: Kinda creepy that you got that much All Might merchandise and talk about him so much, dude.

Shoto Todoroki: I still think he’s All Might’s secret love child…

Izuku Midoriya: NO!

Hanta Sero: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I MEAN HE EVEN HAS KIND OF A SIMILAR QUIRK!

Denki Kaminari: MIDORIYA LOVES HIS DADDY!

Kyoka Jiro: PFFFFTHAHAHAHA Anyone notice he’s even said Detroit Smash sometimes when he attacks??

Tsuyu Asui: Me. Ribbit.

Mina Ashido: ME ME ME ME!!!

Denki Kaminari: ME!

Mezo Shoji: Of course.

Yuga Aoyama: MOI!

Shoto Todoroki: I have.

Momo Yaoyoruzu: I mean, you’re not wrong.

Izuku Midoriya: This is so embarrassing!!!

Ochaco Uraraka: Aw, c’mon, Deku! I think its sweet!

Tenya Iida: Is it really appropriate to tease Midoriya like this? 

Fumikage Tokoyami: I log back on and this is what I see…I really hate this chat…

-Eijiro Kirishima added Katsuki Bakugo-

Eijiro Kirishima: Sorry about disappearing, everyone! 

Tenya Iida: KIRISHIMA WHY DID YOU ADD HIM BACK IN!?

Tsuyu Asui: Here we go again. Ribbit.

Eijiro Kirishima: Hey c’mon, man! He’s a part of the class too! 

Momo Yaoyorozu: I thought you banned him, Iida.

Katsuki Bakugo: LIKE HELL YOU CAN, EASY MAKE OVEN!

*Katsuki Bakugo has been timed out for 1 hour*

Tenya Iida: Alright, so I decided to make a compromise. Kirishima is right. He is a part of our class, but if I see ANY ounce of this behavior, I am timing him out in the chat. That applies to everyone else as well. Also, because Kirishima decided to add him back in himself, I realize now that admin privileges have not been set up prior. I have decided that I will be limiting admin privileges to me, as well as your vice class rep, Yaoyorozu.

Hanta Sero: Problem solved. Thank fuck.

Tenya Iida: Language, Sero!

Mina Ashido: C’mon, Iida! Lighten up!

Denki Kaminari: Yeah, chill, Iida! 

Tenya Iida: I expect the highest degree of professionalism in this chat. There is no need for that kind of language.

Toru Hagakure: Oh, come on, Iida! Let us say fuck!!

Denki Kaminari: LET US SAY FUCK! 

Hanta Sero: LET US SAY FUCK!

Mina Ashido: LET US SAY FUCK!

Kyoka Jiro: LET US SAY FUCK

Minoru Mineta: LET US SAY FUCK!

Ochaco Uraraka: Oooooookay, not what I expected to walk back into.

Masahio Ojiro: This is a bit much

Izuku Midoriya: I can’t believe I’m witnessing my classmates starting a rebellion over whether or not they can say fuck.

Denki Kaminaria: MIDORIYA IS LEGALLY NOT ALLOWED TO SAY FUCK!

Izuku Midoriya: WAIT WHAT!? I mean, I don’t use it really, but why am I legally not allowed to say it!?

Momo Yaoyorozu: This is highly unnecessary.

Eijiro Kirishima: It sounds wrong coming from you, Midoribro! No offense!

Ochaco Uraraka: Uh, guys, you do see Iida typing, right?

Mina Ashido: Midoriya, you’re what the internet would call a beautiful cinnamon roll. Too good for this world and too pure.

Izuku Midoriya: I guess it sounds nice when you put it that way, but am I really?

Tenya Iida: ENOUGH! Yaoyorozu is right. This is highly inappropriate and I will not let this chat devolve into such chaos and debauchery. I did not create this chat for this. If you want to scream profanities, there are other chats for that. This is not the right place. I created this chat to be strictly for emergencies, as well as others seeking help when it comes to school matters. Now, for the time being….

*Mina Ashido, Denki Kaminari, Minoru Mineta, Kyoka Jiro, and Toru Hagakure have been timed out for 30 minutes*

Masahiro Ojiro: Well…That just happened.

Koji Koda: Sorry I’m late to this, but…what mess have I walked into.

Momo Yaoyorozu: Apologies, Koda. Things got a little out of control here for a moment.

Shoto Todoroki: It seems more fair to simply time them out than removing our classmates.

Tsuyu Asui: Agreed. Ribbit.

Tenya Iida: Anyway, I shall be logging off for the night. Good night.

Izuku Midoriya: I think I will head out also! I don’t wanna miss All Might’s interview!

Ochaco Uraraka: See you guys later!!

#MHA #my hero academia #Deku #Bakugo #Uraraka #Iida #Kirishima #Mina #Class 1a #Tsuyu #Kaminari #Sero #Chatroom #chat fic #Aoyama #izuku midoriya #Todoroki #Yaoyorozu #class 1a chaos

[seven-stars-in-his-palm]

okay i thought id split these up hahah so for the fandom questions: 23 & 30 and for the fic writer questions: 15 & 25 :))

AWLRIGHT AWLRIGHT KETS JUST DO THIS!!!!! Thanks so much for these fucking things…. AMAZING

23. Name a fic you’ve written that you’re especially fond on & explain why you like it.

mmmmmmm honestly the failed bullet catch became a fic im REALLY proud of. i wasnt expecting it to get the traction it did so the fact that!!!!! it!!!! got people hurting and feeling and !!!!! im so glad it did! its one of my favorite ‘what what you wanna read’ fics (id been wanting a full watching the consequences of their actions’ failed bullet catch fic SO BAD and i’d only ever seen Some of a potential situation but not All and i WANTED IT and then i saw that ask and i was like FINEEEEEE so i did it and and and PAIN!!!!!! i like it and i cant wait to finish it and start working on my other projects :))

30. What inspires you to write?

an idea i wanna see in detail. like i have daydreams but i love something so much i can feel it enough to flesh it out, i WILL. its my joy <3 not much more than that, really, except to make people feel things i do and inflict my machinations. yeah

and for fic writer questions….

15) why did you start writing?

kinda connected to whats above—i saw something in my head, i cant just describe it, you have to see it the way i do, so i turned it to writing. i MUST . and its easier than filmaking tbh—if i had the choice i’d do that, but since its. well Expensive. a side writer thing i much more sustainable ✊ I STILL LOVE IT THO. its my pride and JOYYYYYY

25) copy/paste a few sentences or a short paragraph that you’re particularly proud of

so this hasnt been published and it wont be for a while but this is from The Scene in stars in a jar that the whole au exists for. THIS SCENE. and a potential silly season 3 but we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it LETSGO okay i had to pick between two tiny parts that i LOVEEEE but i finally chose, bc this is the actual Subject of the conversation. elts se….

“It’s not as scary as you think it is,” Crowley says. “Being nothing means that there won’t be anything to see. You’re just… nowhere. S’peaceful, or something.”

Aziraphale sighs. “That sounds lonely.”

“I’m not saying it isn’t. But, hey, if we both get destroyed today, at least we’ll be nothing together.”

“Everywhere and nowhere,” the angel says, as if trying to concept out. “Limbo between matter and light, together. That…doesn’t sound so bad.”

HSVSSJBSGEUSGSHGEHESG THANKS AGAIN!!!!! ❤️

#ask game

[islandofsages]

Hi! Could I request Albedo (or anyone else if you prefer) x artist male reader.

The scenario being someone came into their studio before hours and painted over some previous sculptures the reader did or the stranger messed with an incomplete sculpture. The reader sees what's happened and rants to Albedo and seeks comfort from him.

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summary: in which empathy holds you close.

characters: albedo x artist male reader

tags: relationship not specified, canon compliant, hurt/comfort, fic format

warnings: embracing, reader is sad

author's notes: damn 🦇 anon your timing is impeccable i was literally writing an albedo comfort fic wtf are you spying on me?? jokes aside that's why i was quick to finish this aside from wanting a request for so long LMAO anyways i hope you like this <3

edit: i forgot to mention that i gained some inspiration from vandalize by one ok rock LOL ive been dabbling in so much sonic content lately pls

word count: 1.0k

FEM/FEM-ALIGNED DNI. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED.

You can feel the weight of the world resting on the top of your shoulders, and yet you muster up the strength to make your way to Dragonspine - with your usual posture too, instead of a more slouched-up one although all you want to do is lie down. Even now, you have no idea what you’re not curled up in a blanket and sobbing silently into your sheets. Perhaps you just need a shoulder instead of a blanket.

You don’t know who did it - it didn’t seem to matter at the time anyway - but the damage has been done and your head is in ruins; just like how your work in progress was ruined by some unknown harlot. You know not whether the perpetrator truly intended to vandalize your heart by leaving such a mark or if they were forced to - but, again, it matters not. Your heart is in pieces and here you are, seeking the doctor who could hopefully aid you in piecing them back together.

When you finally reach his little lab, a surprising sight greets you; the chief alchemist is currently pondering something, his right hand cupping his chin and his eyes shut tight. That itself is not surprising but rather, it is the absence of the Spark Knight. You see this as a sign and make your way deeper with a relieved sigh. With all your leftover strength, you walk over to where he is standing.

“Hey, Albedo,” you greet him. At first, he doesn’t notice you and barely hears your greeting, though you don’t blame him - you’re barely making the effort to really assert your presence. At that point, you are an eidolon, transparent and lacking. Plus, he seems to be very immersed in whatever he’s thinking of or imagining. You can’t help but wish that you are in his thoughts. Finally, after a few moments, he opens his eyes and his arm casually falls to his side when he sees you.

“Oh, (Y/N). What brings you here?” Even hearing him say your name slightly melted away your worries. But it was not enough to wipe the frown off your face. You sigh tiredly for what seems like the umpteenth time today. You find it hard to let out everything in your mind though you possess the words. While you answer him with your silence, he drags a nearby chair and offers it to you. You let your weight drop you down on the seat.

“Did something happen? You may tell me anything - I will listen to you,” he speaks - so many generous offers today, you think to yourself. But it’s not strange, no; rather, you just don’t think you deserve such kindness. You mean, you are apparently horrible enough to deserve having your work and heart being vandalized in such a manner. You shake your head in defeat. Why did you come here in the first place? Is this not futile? Is this not pathetic?

“...I don’t wanna be a burden to you, Albedo,” you merely say. Ironically so, because you came here to seek comfort and yet here you are pushing it away. Is it not strange, the way human beings work? Is the fear of being a burden to someone else really the reason why you don’t want his help? You vaguely recall someone saying that this is a type of mental resistance…

“But you are a burden to me. And so is everyone else who has the honor of existing.”

“Huh?” His answer catches you off guard. He always had such a calm disposition and acted like a caring older brother to others…to think that he thought so all this time. You feel your melancholy deepening though you are not surprised - Albedo has always been quite the blunt and honest person. You appreciate him for that fact at least.

“Even our names carry weight - how could one not be a burden? Is it not a gift to have your load be felt by others and to leave a mark of your existence? Is it not an insult to have no freight?” he elaborates and you feel your muscles relax; you didn’t even notice you were so tense, especially because you felt like you’ve been slumping all over the place. For the first time that day, the corner of your lips quirk up slightly. Tears threaten to escape from the corner of your eyes.

“Tell me, (Y/N). What happened?” he reiterates, his tone growing gentler with every syllable. You can no longer take it; tears stream down your cheeks. He fetches a handkerchief from a table nearby and, once he’s sure you’re comfortable, he wipes your tears away. He rubs your back as you choke on hiccups and shallow breaths. You try your best to speak.

“Someone…my sculpture…it’s ruined…” you confess in between sobs and instinctively lean into Albedo, your head on his shoulder. He continues to rub circles on your back with his left arm while his right arm pulls you closer to him; an embrace you needed oh-so-badly. 

“We’ll find whoever did such a thing to you,” he assures you. Though you want to tell him that there’s no need to put that much effort into such a small incident, you lack the energy. All that crying has left you more vulnerable and exhausted than usual. It took so much of your strength to let all that out, you find it funny that some find it a sign of weakness to cry - this was the strongest thing you did so far.

You let out a low “Mm” in response and shut your eyes, ending your small breakdown there. You can feel Albedo stroking your hair and you relish in his warmth. Deep somewhere within your heart, you don’t want him to know that you’ve been sculpting his figure - that is why you were hesitant to let him investigate your art studio. But his touch has proved that there is nothing to fear, nothing to be shy about. Especially when a portrait of you sits in a hidden corner of his little lab. You two have already memorized each other’s every little facial detail.

Just as art is a form of love, love is also a form of art.

#genshin #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin x reader #queerplatonic genshin x reader #platonic genshin x reader #genshin x male reader #genshin impact x male reader #genshin x y/n #genshin x you #genshin x m!reader #genshin impact imagines #genshin imagines #albedo x reader #albedo x male reader #albedo x y/n #albedo x m!reader #albedo genshin impact #albedo genshin x reader #albedo genshin #albedo #🦇 anon