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cheolhub · 7 months

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happy cheolhub day sar!!! 🎉🫶🏽the banner for your bday post is so cuteee i love the colors! i might be too late for the bday bash, but if i’m not can i ask for “as much as i'd love to have you choking on me, i'm impatient and there's something else i want more” + joshua, please? 💗

7:15 p.m. — joshua hong

prompt. “as much as i'd love to have you choking on me, i'm impatient and there's something else i want more.”

wc. ~1.9k

warnings. slight exhibitionism, lots of teasing, bathroom sex (bathroom belongs to cheol oops), mirror sex, needy joshua <3, reader is a menace, dirty talk, pet names [baby], unprotected sex, creampie [MINORS DNI 18+]

note. hi cherry!! thank you lots <333 i kinda… pulled this out of my ass so forgive me if you hate it lol >< as always, this was not proofread so if any of u see a mistake, pls ignore it

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there are many things you love and appreciate about joshua hong. he’s caring, for one, willing to bend over backwards just to see you smile. he also just so happens to be one of the funniest men you’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing, and while he is a menace 99.9% of the time, you can’t imagine not having him by your side.

and, well, you can be a bit of a menace yourself.

if there’s one particular thing you love the most about joshua, though, it’s his ability to be completely and utterly patient in almost every situation. he’s always cool, calm, collected– for the most part– and he knows how to wait for the things he wants till the right time comes. (read: things he wants being you)

and you wish you could say the same about yourself, but you’re not even the slightest bit patient. to you, waiting is pointless and essentially time-consuming. screw “good things come to those who wait.”

nonetheless, you love this trait of his because you thoroughly enjoy testing him and watching his patient resolve crumble with your every action. especially in public. especially at your weekly movie nights in seungcheol’s house.

“stop,” he hisses, swatting your hand away from his thigh. “i already told you, you can have whatever you want when we get home.”

a faux pout etches into your lips, you quietly whine out, “but josh… i want it now.”

“no.” he says sternly, turning back to the movie. technicolor flashes over his face as something happens on the screen. he wish he knew what the plot of this flashy movie was, but all he can think about is how you’re silently begging for his dick right next to him even though a handful of his best friends sit on the floor in front of the two of you.

you scoot closer to him, lightly ghosting your lips against the underside of his jaw, trailing up to his ear. “please, baby… i miss your cock.” you whisper. “wanna taste. i can’t wait, been needing it all night.”

your hand presses down onto his covered cock, palming him through his shorts. you pant, breath fanning against his ear causing a shiver to run down his spine.

you nearly salivate as you feel him harden under you, your mouth craving the weight of his cock on your tongue. it’s obvious his patience is wearing thin because his protests have stopped and he’s become much more compliant.

“josh,” you bring your voice just above a whisper. “please, i’ll do anything to have you in my mouth right now.”

his hand wraps around your wrist, roughly pulling you away from his aching hard on. he leans in close to you, whispering, “go wait for me in the bathroom upstairs.”

you don’t think you’ve ever moved faster, nodding your head before detaching yourself from his side. you quietly step around the boys on the floor with hushed, “sorry’s” and “excuse me’s” in reply to their grumbles.

“where’s Y/N going?” seungcheol asks, turning back to look at joshua with a raised brow.

the lie slips out of his mouth so easily, “ah, she had to call her boss. something about a file she forgot to turn in. i’ll go check on her if she’s not back in a bit.” when seungcheol nods, turning his head back to the television screen where the other eyes are, he lets out a silent breath of relief.

a few minutes pass with joshua twiddling his thumb, cock throbbing in his pants knowing you’re waiting for him just a few steps away. he finally stands, stepping away whispering a ‘be right back’ to which seungcheol and jeonghan mumble in response, too engrossed in the stupid movie to care about what the two of you are doing anymore.

he walks up the steep flight of stairs and into the guest bathroom where you’re sitting on the wide expanse of seungcheol’s countertop, gnawing on your bottom lip and swinging your legs back and forth. your head snaps up to see your boyfriend with a stony expression striding over to you.

“you’re such a fucking tease,” he murmurs, hands immediately finding purchase on your waist. “putting your hands all over me in someone else’s home, are you that desperate? couldn’t wait an hour till we got home?”

you nod your head, lips spreading into a cheeky grin, “i’m always desperate for you, joshie.”

your words come across as taunting, but you are beyond desperate for him. the heat pooling in the pit of your tummy and the puddle forming in your panties tells you so.

“menace.” he scoffs, squeezing the clothed skin beneath his large hands.

“you’re one to talk.” you flash a toothy grin at him, hoping off the counter and onto your feet. “now, let me suck you off before they realize we’re both missing.”

joshua hooks a hand under your arm, halting your attempt to drop to your knees. he leans in, voice low as his breath fans against your face. “as much as i'd love to have you choking on me, i'm impatient and there's something else i want more.”

your own breath gets caught in your throat, “josh–” you try, but you don’t get to say what you want before joshua spins you around and bends you over the counter, your heated cheek flush against the contrastingly cool quartz.

a whine bubbles in your chest when his hands pull your shorts and panties down in a single go. the chilly air hitting your pulsing heat has another sound slipping your lips, louder and clearly audible.

“shhh, you don’t want them to come up here and find you taking my cock, do you?” he mumbles, pulling his length out of his shorts and dragging the tip through your drenched folds. you gasp at the contact and he chuckles, “actually, that might be exactly what you want, huh?”

“josh…” you pant exasperated, wiggling your ass before him. “please, just fuck me.”

joshua feels his length pulse in his hand at the breathless version of his name, brain short circuiting at how pretty it sounds on your lips. every remaining ounce of patience withers away to nothing and he’s aligning himself with your drooling hole, pushing himself inside of you. he grunts softly, lodging his bottom lip between his teeth to prevent the likes of a needy moan from exiting his mouth.

your eyes screw shut and your mouth cracks open to let out the quietest mewl. joshua has always had a knack for gently fucking and stretching you open, but when he’s like this? at his wits end, worked up beyond belief, and undeniably needy for release? he’s near animalistic– forcing his cock into you in one go and gripping at your supple skin so tight that it leaves evidence of the action. an absolute force to be reckoned with.

but despite joshua’s rough gestures at this very moment, he’s very glad you decided to test his patience tonight because he honestly didn’t realize how badly he needed this till he bottomed out in your slick, tight pussy. nothing beats the feeling of your cunt struggling to the shape of his cock even though he’s fucked you a thousand times.

he throws his head back as he pulls out completely before shoving himself back into you, his tip nestling at your hilt for a few seconds.

“baby, you’re gonna be the death of me.” he says breathlessly, actively trying not to make a sound. when you clamp tightly around him, he delivers a sharp thrust into the spot that has your eyes rolling. “you’re fucking evil.” he grunts, his bruising grip on your waist unrelenting.

your palms lay flat against the counter and you use the remainder of your strength to push yourself up to look at him in the mirror’s reflection. “you love it,” you manage to respond, albeit in a strangled voice.

a lazy grin forms on his face, “you’re right. i fucking love it.” he agrees. he slams into you with more vigor, cock pistoning in and out of you. “i love it when you fucking test me.” he mindlessly admits.

you bring one hand to clamp over your hand, leaving the other pressed against the counter to keep you up. you muffle the moans that grow louder with every thrust, but some of them inevitably spill out anyway.

it’s music to joshua’s ears. he’s reveling in the way you moan, uncaring of how his four friends can probably hear you just downstairs. if anything, it spurs him on. he’s savoring the way your throbbing heat wraps around him, squeezing him so tight that he might bust prematurely. he’s loving every second of this and he can’t believe he almost turned the offer enticing offer down.

tears spring to your eyes as the fiery knot in your belly tightens. joshua groans when your pussy involuntarily flutters and he gives you a knowing look through the mirror.

“you’re close, aren’t you, baby? gonna cum all over me, yeah?” he asks hotly, words breathy and laced with slight desperation. his pride won’t let him cum before you.

you sob into your hand, nodding your head. “joshua.” the muffled version of his name has his cock twitching and he can’t stop the guttural groan from bubbling in his chest.

one of his hands snakes around your body till the calloused pads of his fingers find your sensitive clit. he rubs quick, yet consistent, circles into the hardened bud till your body goes taut under his.

“that’s it. cum for me.” he coaxes gruffly. he prays that the walls aren’t paper thin because your mewls– even while the sounds are muffled by your hand– mixed with the sound of his balls slapping against your heat are positively loud.

you soak his cock in arousal, specks of white flashing in your vision before you nearly collapse. your body goes limp as joshua continues to fervently thrust into you.

watching you cum has him twitching wildly between your spasming walls and letting out quiet, yet keen moans and groans of pleasure.

“gonna cum inside you and you’re gonna go back out there with all of it inside of you.” he grunts, thrusts growing more and more brutal. “gonna act like nothing happened with my cum inside your insatiable little cunt, got that?”

you nod, weakly clenching around him again and giving him a pathetic whimper.

his thrusts grow sloppy and inconsistent before he buries himself inside of you and spills his seed with a breathy moan. he pants, keeping his cock nestled in your ruined cunt till his labored breathing returns to normal.

after a minute or so, he pulls out of you and quickly pulls your shorts and panties back up to keep his earlier promise. he tucks himself back into his shorts and smiles at your fucked out face through the mirror.

“hope that satiated you,” he says gravelly. “next time you decide to test my patience, i won’t be so nice.”

you offer a throaty laugh, a lazy smile tugging up your lips, “i’ll be looking forward to it.”

#[ ⭐️: mutuals ! ]#[ 🍒: cherry ! ]#[ birthday bash ! ]#joshua smut #joshua hong smut #hong jisoo smut #seventeen smut #svt smut

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atinyniki · 4 months

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Hihihi<3 I was thinking of Seungmin or Lee know (you can chose) with a idol!Gf that gets hurt during a award show.. maybe falling off a wobbly platform 8ft in the air? (We don’t brear our back). What would his reaction be? I know it’s kinda cruel but Its been on my mind for a week.. if it makes u uncomfy ignore this and forget u ever read it<3 Ty in advance<333

i'll take care of you.

group: stray kids !

pairing: idol!kim seungmin x idol f!reader

genre: hurt/comfort, angst, fluff

warnings + additional info: reader is referred to as y/n, crying, reader fractures her ankle, kissing, play fighting, seungmin wants to murder someone, reader falls from a platform, lots of petnames, just rlly cute and fluffy at the end, seungmin is really scared, injuries, established relationships, munhee is a member of y/ns gg.

authors note: ik this was supposed to be more angsty but im literally head over heels for softie seungmin so here you go :P thank you for the ask annonie !! this is also not proofread. english is not my first language, so please excuse any grammatical or spelling errors. happy reading :)

wc: 1344

“hey hey hey, don’t be nervous my love… you’ll do amazing, i know it.”

“i’ve never done this in front of such a crowd before… what if they don’t like me, min?”

“oh baby… they’ll love you, i promise. and if anything happens on stage, your members will be there to back you up, yeah?”

you give him a hug, he always knew how to calm you down in moments like these. you suppose it’s because of his own experiences, especially considering the amount of award shows he’s been at.

“i love you, seungminnie…”

“i love you too, baby. now go! you don’t wanna miss your cue. i’ll be in the audience, i promise.”

you give him a quick kiss, shooting up from the seat to go meet your members. seungmin leaves too, sitting down at stray kids’ respective table.

“excited?”, jeongin asks from beside him.

“of course i am! i’m so proud of her…”

his eyes stay fixed on the stage, waiting for your performance to start. the lights dim, and he sits up straight. it’s time for your performance.

there’s no point in recording, he knows they’ll have a fancam. right now, he just wants to watch his baby shine.

and you do. you look absolutely gorgeous on stage, the lights hitting you at the perfect angles. the track starts, and the crowd starts cheering.

so many people, just for five girls performing. the first song is a ballad, something slow to set the mood. it’s one of your favorite songs from the comeback.

though munhee wrote the song due to her own experiences, your voice carries the same amount of emotion hers does, and it makes the lyrics sound so much more authentic.

seungmin watches from the crowd, he truly thinks he might cry. the rest of the boys are in awe too, some members of gidle clasping their hands over their mouths in surprise.

everyone is used to you doing intricate dances with upbeat music, and they’ve truly never been able to appreciate your vocals.

then it hits the climax of the song, ending with a high note you must complete. as scared you are of heights, you know it’s inevitable. the platforms will go up, whether you like it or not.

its a small space that you have to maintain, but you try your best to focus on the song. and now, you have to sing.

you close your eyes, letting out your voice, and it sounds absolutely angelic. and then you open them again once you hear the low whirring of the platforms.

they all go up.

except for yours.

nonetheless, you continue singing, determined to keep your professionalism throughout the entire bridge. and then the song ends. the platforms finally lower back down, and all of you wait for your cues to leave.

once you see it, you take a step.

you shouldn’t have.

all of a sudden, your platform shoots all the way up. eight feet in the air. before you have time to process, it wobbles side to side and you fall off.

thud.

seungmin stands up instantly, rushing to get backstage. he doesn’t care how many people hes pushed and shoved, but he needs to know that you’re okay.

and then a shrill scream fills the air, and his heart stops. it feels like your entire foot is about to fall off, the pressure from your fall crushing it under your weight.

he continues running as fast as he can, getting backstage before you can even blink. “baby? oh my god…”

you’re still crying from the pain, being set onto a stretcher for your leg. “it hurts…”

“i know baby… i know. you’ll be okay…”

they finally get you onto a comfortable bed, evaluating the damage to your ankle. luckily there’s no blood, the medics assume that it’s broken.

“seungmin… you’re on soon.”

“i’m not performing. jeongin’s filling in for me today.”

“what? but you practiced…”

“please… let me stay. i just want to help you feel better…”

you grab onto his hand, trying your best to reassure him that you’re okay. he doesn’t budge, so you just give up on it.

“you did amazing, angel.”

“thank you…”

“no, really. i mean it. you kept it incredibly professional out there. plus the song was way outside your comfort zone, it was just amazing to hear you sing like that.”

“seungmin…”

“i’m going to kill whoever fucking did that to you. normally they’re more careful with these things… i should’ve had them double check or something. i’m sorry”

“hey, it’s not your fault. please don’t worry… it’s just my ankle. i’ll be fine, really.”

“but you’re hurt. if we had done a test before to check… maybe you wouldn’t have to be here…”

you smile, grabbing onto his hand and bringing it up to your lips to plant a small kiss over his wrist. “it was just a malfunction. it was out of our control, min.”

he clutches onto your hand tighter, his heart fluttering when he looks at you again. the black lightning-like streaks paint your face, eyes still slightly glossed over and nose red.

you’re so worn down, but you still look beautiful as ever. he prefers you like this, natural and authentic. you still look just as beautiful, but the black streaks have his heart clenching.

suddenly, he gets up, picking you up and moving you to the side a little. he’s extra careful not to apply any pressure to your ankle. he knows you’re in enough pain already.

he sits down in the empty space next to you, pulling your head to his chest. “you promise you’re okay? no discomfort?”

“it hurts of course, but other than that, no.”

“i’m so sorry…”

“baby, it’s really not your fault.”

he rubs up and down your arms, more so to soothe himself rather than you, and you smile up at him. you place a small kiss on the corner of his lips, as far as you can reach without moving your legs.

“i’m okay…”

“i love you, gorgeous.”

“i love you too, minnie.”

the medics finally come back, telling you that it’s only a fracture. you’re lucky you don’t need a cast, but you still need to heal for a little while.

“thank god you’re okay…”

“seungmin—“

“you’re not going anywhere without me for the next couple days, okay? i’ll take care of you, i promise…”

“seungmin, you really don’t have to—“

he cuts you off again.

“but i want to.”

you giggle again, you didn’t think he’d react this way. but of course he was going to be overprotective, what did you expect?

you lean over to plant one more kiss onto his jaw, and he pulls you onto his lap. “seungmin, i think you’re more upset about this than me…”

“of course i’m upset! they hurt my baby…”

“it doesn’t even hurt that bad anymore… im fine. you don’t have to worry about me.”

he pulls you flush against his chest, nuzzling his face into your neck. you giggle at him, a little confused as to why he’s licking you, but you stop once you realize that it’s not saliva.

they’re tears.

“it could have been so much worse…”

you wipe the tears from his face, smiling once you see him clearly again. “why are you crying?”

he sighs lightly, giggling when he realizes how he’s acting. “nothing, i’m just… glad you’re okay.”

you smile at him, holding his hand again and trying to sit up. it doesn’t work of course, seungmins arms are wrapped tightly around your waist.

“let me go!”

you thrash around in his arms, but he only holds onto you tighter, giggling as he watches.

“seungmin!”, you whine.

“they said you needed rest!”

“that doesn’t mean you have to be completely attached to me!”

he rolls his eyes playfully, planting a kiss onto the top of your head. “actually, thats exactly what it means.”

“i hate you, kim seungmin.”, you grumble. you turn to look at him, scoffing once you see him wink.

“love you too, babe.”

#atinyniki #from: annonie <3 #skz #skz x reader #stray kids #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids fluff #stray kids angst #stray kids x reader #kim seungmin #seungmin #seungmin x reader #seungmin x y/n #seungmin x you #seungmin angst #seungmin fluff #kim seungmin angst #kim seungmin fluff

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noirflms · 1 year

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CALLING THEM PRETTY + blue lock

— - main m.list !

. ° 𖤐 ₊ ITOSHI RIN !

his eyes widen , as they look at you , but you blink so innocently at him that it has his heart racing , he thinks he heard the word ‘pretty’ but he feels as if his ears are playing tricks with him , and so he questions , what did you call me? , and you answer , without a second thought as if the words had been sitting on your tongue knowing well of what he was about to ask , i called you pretty , rin! my pretty boy! , and his world stops hearing those words , hand unconsciously gripping your waist as you plant a kiss to his forehead as he mulls in the warmth you emit , my pretty boy , you call again and he would always be your boy — your pretty boy.

. ° 𖤐 ₊ SHIDOU RYUSEI !

pretty? , and even before you could mutter anything else he had pounced on you , his weight put upon you as you fall onto the couch , his chest pressed flush against you , heat resting on his cheeks as he kisses you lips again and again , call me that again , and you giggle at the feeling of his lips tickling your skin and you do as he say , you are the prettiest man i know , ryu! , and his hands wrap around your waist and his head dips into the crook of your neck and you hear him sigh , warm breath tickling your skin as you run your hands through his hair , the prettiest i’ll ever find , upon hearing those words the grip of his on your waist tightens for all he ever want is to be yours , your pretty one , and the one only you could find and have.

. ° 𖤐 ₊ ISAGI YOICHI !

taken aback , that is what he was , he had stopped cleaning his boots the second you had muttered the sentence , but he thinks his ears were playing tricks on him , what? , his eyes meeting yours and he finds nothing but love in them , all for him to have , and you smile , you look pretty , and you have his heart thumping in his chest , you certainly did have him weak in the knees , and his eyes soften and he smiles , a blush settling upon his features , well you are pretty too , and you chuckle as he looks away getting back to cleaning his shoe , but not more than you , and he knows there is nothing to counter your words anymore for you were a stubborn one , so he takes the compliment , and he smiles to himself thinking how did he ever hit gold with you.

. ° 𖤐 ₊ BACHIRA MEGURU !

you think i’m pretty? , he was certain he heard you wrong , him? pretty? in what world do him and pretty sit together , all children saw him as a monster but did you just call him pretty? he was surprised nonetheless as you laugh lightly at the way his huge eyes look at you in wonder , as if you had said anything wrong , yes , you are pretty , my pretty meguru! , and a smile blossoms on his face and he pounces on you , and tumbling on the ground you go , his lips leaving fleeting kisses all over your face as you laugh upon feeling them tickle , i’m your pretty meguru , he mutters , eyes looking into yours and you nod , a huge grin on your face and he feels he is on cloud nine knowing that he is no monster to you but all he is , is your pretty meguru , your meguru.

i love these boys , they own my heart <333

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dvskf4llz · 4 months

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HELLOOO!! Cloudy here!

Could I request some HCs for some of the hermits (Maybe Ren, Etho, Grian, Scar, Mumbo, Bdubs and Xisuma?) during Christmas w the reader (GN) who is there S/O?

Merry Christmas you wonderful being! Always take care of yourself <333

-☁️

CLOUDYY!! THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME THIS IDEA

Thank u thank u everyone aswell

Merry (belated) crimus :3

I genuinely didn't have any ideas for the others so I couldn't do all of them sorry cloudy 😭

This is going to be really short cuz I'm writing this as I'm not feeling well so I apologize

(I'm literally just going to end each one of the HCs with a mistletoe kiss cuz why not)

Christmas HCs with the Hermits

𝓢𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓵 (𝓼𝓮𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮) 𝓗𝓮𝓻𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓼 𝔁 𝓖𝓝!𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻

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Grian:

-Grian would be type of person to still pull pranks even if it's Christmas, he would try to make the pranks more festive and decrease the amount of tricks he'd pull atleast

-In the morning, you'd wake up to him standing infront of you with a mischievous grin on his face making it obvious that he had a few festive pranks up his sleeve

-When you went outside into the snow, snow immediately got dumped onto your head

-After you got most of the snow from your hair/clothes, you were immediately greeted by a bunch of snowballs in the face who were thrown by none other than Grian

-After a few light-hearted pranks, he'd stop eventually so that you could calm down

-You two of course would make a few gingerbread houses and some gingerbreadman cookies together, Grian would even sometimes throw some flour at you which ended up resulting into chaos...

-The kitchen ended up looking like it snowed inside, but you two teamed up to clean it together

-After all the gift-giving, snowball fights, the flour fights and pranks, Grian had one last trick up his sleeve

-He set up a certain something ontop of one of the doorways he was sure you would walk under, and to no surprise, you did

-You saw Grian standing right in front of you with the same mischievous grin he had earlier while pointing up, you instinctively looked up only to see a mistletoe, of course.

-In the end, Grian did get his kiss and was all happy about it as the two of you spent the rest of the day cuddling

Xisuma

-Since Xisuma was the prime admin of the server, it was a bit hard for him to get some time off to spend the holiday with you. But eventually he did end up being able to get off for a while just for his lover

-He was a bit tired but nonetheless still had the spirit

-You two would spend the day by making snowmen, attempting to bake cookies, opening gifts and cuddling

-Xisuma would definitely be making sure you were covered enough before you went into the snow so that you wouldn't get a cold, he was just concerned for you of course

-He'd let you throw some snowballs at him, eventually he would also throw some snowballs to you as well just to get back at you

-He helped you build a snowman, placing the main body of the snowman while letting you place the head and decorate it however you wanted

-With baking cookies, you both would have equally divided regular cookies so that you could decorate them

-His designs on the cookies were a bit wonky but nonetheless cute, he even tried to attempt to draw your face on the cookie with the icing but kind of failed, you still appreciated it though

-You also happened to set up a mistletoe right above one of the doorways while Xisuma wasn't looking, you lured him over to that doorway and stood underneath the mistletoe with him

-When Xisuma realized the mistletoe was there, he chuckled before lifting his helmet up slightly to give you a loving kiss

-At the end of the day, you two cuddled onto the couch and watched some Christmas movies together <3

Ren

-mans would definitely be waiting at your side for when you wake up, he was just so excited to spend the Christmas Day with his lover

-It would be 6 am in the morning and he would be absolutely energetic still (Dog thinhs /hj)

-Once you were awake he'd immediately rush you to get changed so you two could go out in the snow already, which of course you did change into some warmer clothes

-As soon as you were out on the snow, he'd pull you with him to have a playful snowball fight

-What Ren didn't know was that he underestimated just how good you were at snowball fights, he would be constantly getting hit by snowballs, only ever getting the chance to hit you with a few sometimes (or it can be the other way around if you aren't that good w snowball fights)

-You two would make a snowman together and call him "Renbob", you even got to hear a Renbob impression from Ren himself

-You two would definitely be making gingerbread houses together, Ren was trying to go for a more architectural house while you were just making a simple one

-Of course, you would also join in the fun in the Grand Prix boat race since there was no harm in doing it. Overall, you did have fun most of the day

-So by the end of the day, when you both arrived back to your shared base, you and Ren just so happened to walk under a mistletoe together

-Ren would not hesitate to make you face him and kiss you passionately, his tail wagging like crazy as soon as he felt you kiss back

-You and Ren did end up ending the day with cuddling and loving kisses <3

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Yeahhh that's it, sorry it's rlly short

Not feeling too well so I had to make this short

I'll maybe edit this and make it a bit longer (maybe even add a few more hermits) when I feel better

Again, so sorry for forgetting this and so sorry for making it short TT

Happy (Belated) Holidays everyone!!

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hotxcheeto · 2 years

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Could you do a f/r where it’s enemies to lovers smut with Ellie,Abby or both

━ 𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader x Abby Anderson

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, porn with some plot, vaginal fingering ( r! receiving ), oral sex ( r! receiving ), nipple play, slight degradation kink, teasing, hickeys, arguing, mean names ( abby calling reader dumb ), very tiny angst if you squint, fluff, kissing, make-outs, runner attacks reader, hypothermia, mentions of injury ( no blood ), nudity, dom!ellie, dom!abby, bottom!reader

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope/i mean i tried

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - well this was something, i cannot read it again it might drive me crazy loved the rq also went overboard but that's just my usual. thank you darling!! <333

reblogs are EXTREMELY appreciated ( i'm in my flop era lmaooo )

You were nearly asleep, waiting beside Abby for nearly a half hour. Ellie still nowhere to be found for patrols, but nonetheless here you both sat after you insisted on waiting for her.

Every so often Abby would glance over at your form sitting slouched against the bench with your hands in your lap. Eyes softly closed and head tilted towards her while you slowly fell back to the darkness your alarm clock and shaken you from earlier.

Your quiet breathing buffing out, visible from the cold.

If you weren't such a brat, she might've thought it was cute.

"You up?" "Hm?" You picked your head up, looking at her with sleepy eyes. "What?" "I'm ready to go." You looked around, rubbing your aching neck as if it was yelling at you for the way you had been laying.

"She's still not here?" "Yeah and I'm not walking all the way down to her stupid shed." "What are you, five?" You huffed, rolling your eyes before standing up.

"It's cold. I'm not waiting anymore." "Abby..." Abby rubbed her temples before shrugging. "Let's go, I'm not gonna wait every time for her because she cares more about her pillow." You huffed but followed after the girl, snow crunching beneath your boots.

"Get your horse." "Stop with the tone, I was on time thank you." Abby rolled her eyes.

"Don't even start."

Both of you walked a little to the stables you'd been sitting beside. Hoping Ellie would come here after realizing that she had woken up late. As much as she drove you crazy, she was your partner.

Abby then practically ripped open the door to the stall, bringing her horse out while you did the same walking beside her to the gate.

The crunching of snow underneath your boots was what you focused on. Satisfying you with every step leaving you unaware of Abby's lingering stare.

"Y'know, it's unsafe to look down when walking." "Seriously?" You looked up at her, giving her a strange expression making her laugh. "You could run into things, I'm looking out for your safety." "Oh fuck you, you just like ripping on me." Your tone was teasing but the way her eyes darkened made you nervous, smile fading slightly.

"Or maybe I don't want that pretty face getting ruined by walking into a pole. You might be dumb but at least you're nice to look at."

You weren't sure what to say, opening and closing your mouth like an idiot. Like you were stuck underneath a spotlight. Your face hot despite the burning cold.

"Well–"

"Oh fuck– shit." The voice broke your sentence, both you and Abby turned at the same time, Ellie appearing and hurriedly pulling Shimmer out of her stall. "Where the hell were you?" Abby snapped "My power went out, alarm clock reset." She said out of breath, meeting your eyes as you stood silently.

Without a word you climbed onto the saddle on the back of your horse, guiding him outside the walls with the two other girls right behind you.

"I don't care. Just another excuse." Ellie smirked at that. "Well fuck you too Abby."

"Will you both shut up? I can barely hear myself think and we just left the gate."

Both of them glanced to you, your eyes moving from Abby's face to Ellies until you suddenly felt small under their gaze and turned around. Avoiding their burning stares while you led your horse down the trail.

"Well aren't you talkative today. Or at least now." You glared at Abby, shivering as a cold wind brushed passed, shaking the trees around you. "Well maybe, I don't want to hear you both arguing my entire shift. I already have a headache, I don't need two more." You gave her a tight smile and turned to face forward once more, hearing Ellie huff from behind you.

It was quiet for a while, peaceful even if you ignored the two burning holes in the sides of your head. You weren't going to lie, it was cold, freezing even as winter rolled in over Wyoming and its usual lively look. The fields covered in a thick white blanket, little prints in the snow from animals that trotted through the area.

The thought made you smile.

Coming to your first checkpoint you looked up at the trees, shaking as the wind picked up, the clouds darkening to an almost scary shade. Ignoring the thoughts, you hopped down from your horse you walked up to the gas station. Goosebumps rising along your skin.

"I'll go right." Ellie said, sliding off of Shimmer. "Then I'll take left, commander." You shook your head, walking inside. It was silent, the first checkpoint usually was especially on this trail. But the quiet hurt your ears, almost wanting Abby and Ellie to be bickering behind you.

Quickly you signed your names in the checkbook that was hidden, marking what you needed. Reading over some of the others who'd signed their names on later shifts.

"Has there even been infected over here?" You looked at her before looking at the numbers before turning to Ellie and silently shaking your head.

"Tch, I dunno why they even make us come up this way." She spoke, looking around the walls, her short hair falling out all around her face. It almost complimented her. Almost.

"What if one day a huge bloater comes through here and starts killing everyone?" "Hm, let it, this place needs some spice." She slowly stepped closer, turning to look at you with a shrug. "You're insane." "Hey I'm not the one that came up with that idea." "I'm not the one that said to let it kill everyone."

She rolled her eyes. "Take a joke." "I can take a joke, but you never said one."

You'd just realized how close she'd stepped to you, cornering you against the counter. But it seemed like Ellie realized it, a smile making it's way onto her face as she took one more stride towards you.

"What?" She teased. "Nothing, we should go. Make sure a giant bloater didn't kill Abby." Ellie looked at the door, her knee bumping yours. The air was thick, suffocating, waiting in silence for her to respond with something.

Your stomach making you feel all sorts of things that you couldn't place, but you hated it. You hated her, because of that stupid cocky look on her face and her dumb jokes.

Her jokes didn't even make sense, they were stupid.

She was stupid.

"That bloater would be the best thing to happen to us in a long time." You smacked her shoulder, watching her rub it in pain, looking back to you with furrowed eyebrows.

"C'mon, it would do us both a favor." "As annoying as she is, she's still a person. And so are you, which means I have to keep both you morons alive while you argue like two kids on the playground."

Ellie scoffed, looking back down at you. "You love it." "Who said that?" She smirked.

"You don't have to, but you haven't switched partners yet. Have you?"

The question was so stupid, a comeback on the tip of your tongue but nothing came out. Choking on air and stuttering over your own words.

"Hey, dumb and dumber, you done?" Abby appeared at the door with a look you couldn't decipher. Staring at her before you nodded quickly. "The wind's getting bad, it's starting to snow I think it's gonna storm." "Way to point out the obvious." Ellie said, but her eyes didn't move from you, slowly looking back to her.

"We should get going then. If it gets bad... we can... I dunno take shelter in one of those big houses." You spoke, nodding and turning back to Abby while taking a few steps towards her escaping Ellie's hold. Which in hindsight, wasn't exactly a prison cell.

"Stuck, with you two? I'd rather walk in the blizzard." Ellie only laughed sarcastically at Abby while she flipped her off, following you out of the gas station and back to your horses.

The snow was light, but looking up you knew it wouldn't be for long. But your mind was also distracted, pulling you back to your interaction with the girl just a few minutes before.

You didn't want to look at her though, staring down at your horse as you guided him along the white road. Trotting along the covered pavement.

The river was just a ways up knowing the other two could see it even through the thick white sheen, the only body of water you needed to cross to get to the neighborhood nearby. But what you didn't see was the infected eating a deer nearby. So close they as soon as you came up they seen you.

But you didn't see them.

"There's a blue house that's safe.. even has a fireplace." You stated, looking over at them both. "We can–" The loud yell of the runner cut you off but you didn't get a chance do anything, getting ripped off the horse by your leg and thrown into the freezing cold water.

Breathing wasn't an option either, no chance to catch yourself at all at the current swept you down stream bouncing you off of every rock possible and smacking your head off the ground.

Nothing wasn't numb, you couldn't feel anything in your body, the water poking you like a bunch of tiny little knives.

All you felt was pain.

Everything muffled, panicking and looking around, trying to push yourself up.

It wasn't even deep, the current was just so fucking strong.

And the water was so fucking cold.

That was until you were pulled from the water, grabbing at the person's neck like it was a lifeline while you gasped for oxygen. Your lungs burning, shaking with fear and the temperature. Spitting up water while your eyes adjusted to the bright white light reflecting off the now.

"Hey, hey you okay?" "C–Co–Cold." You muttered, shaking as you wrapped your arms around Abby's neck as she held you bridal style. "Shit, Ellie–" "Yeah." You were using every ounce of strength to keep your head up as she walked you to Ellie's horse. "Stay awake for me, alright?" "T–That's easier sa–said than done."

Eyes drooping with every second passing, Abby hurriedly walked to Ellie's horse. Falling asleep with your head laying against her chest.

"Here, take her. She'll fall off if I put her behind you." The snow was bad now, barely able to see anything in front of you, then again you couldn't feel anything either. Holding Ellie's waist.

"You still awake?" You hummed, face buried in her chest and as much as you hated it, you didn't have the willpower to move. "Stay that way, alright?" You muttered something, feeling Shimmer come to a stop before Ellie pulled you away from her. "Stay up." "Ca–can't."

She slid off the horse and reached up, pulling you from the saddle and taking you to the garage. "When's the last time you were here?" You didn't respond, head falling forward, beginning to slip away into darkness. "Shit, Y/n. Stay the fuck awake." "Okay." You slurred, being jerked around as Ellie ripped the door open dragging you to the living rooms fireplace.

There was a mattress in front of it, Ellie tossing you down to start a fire.

"We have to take some of her clothes off." "What?" Ellie turned around, throwing the wood into the fireplace at the same time. "It'll make it harder for her to get warm when her clothes are soaked and frozen." Abby raised her eyebrow, coming over to unzip your soaked jacket, pulling it from your arms.

"What? Never seen a ladies skin before?" "Fuck you, I've seen more than you ever have."

"No–not ti–im–ime." You said, looking around yourself confused, as if you were completely drunk. The fire grew as Ellie fed it, Abby slipping your shirt off to leave you in your white tank top.

She had to keep herself from looking, moving down to your cold jeans, icy at the touch.

"I'm gonna take these off, okay?" You slowly looked down at her, nodding without another thought. "Be eas–easy it hurts." And it did, like little pokes all across your flesh, and it burned.

"You got it." And despite every ounce of anger you've ever felt for her, and every insult you've throw back and forth, she pulled them down as softly as she could. Lightly warming your skin with her hands once they were off.

"Here." Ellie threw a blanket over you, Abby adjusting it from her side of the mattress. "How you feel?" "Cold." You then stated, beginning to come back from your foggy mind, staring at the fire, teeth still chattering. "My h–horse?" "In the garage with the others. He got scared." Ellie replied, sitting beside your head just above you.

"Speaking of that, I'm gonna go check the house and close the garage door." Abby said. "Play nice while I'm gone." "Go away already." Ellie scoffed.

A few minutes passed in silence, hearing only Abby's boots going up the creaky stairs before it was quiet once more.

It was quiet, too quiet in all honesty. The air thick around you both. Feeling her watching you while trying your best to stop shaking. Basking in the hot echoing from the fire.

Finally you gathered up the courage to tilt your head up to look at her, cuddling deep in the blanket to where your face was nearly covered.

She wasn't looking at you anymore, instead messing with her hands while staring at the fire. "Thanks, for the blanket." She hummed instead of responding, entranced by the fire, blank faced before seemingly snapping out of it.

Ellie stared at you for an amount of time, neither of you looking away. You wanted to say something sarcastic, something to get a laugh out of her and to break the strange silence. But nothing was coming to mind.

So instead you sat up, covering yourself completely in the blanket, holding it over your shoulders. Sitting closely beside the girl.

It was quiet again, this time not so awkwardly silent though. Like you both didn't know what to say, instead it was like you both knew you had nothing to say.

Ellie soon took her jacket off and threw it aside, looking over at you staring at the fire and how the wood crackled. Ashes falling around it, popping every few seconds. The way the light reflected off your face and bare shoulders, it made her stare linger.

Soon the sound of the stairs creaking made you turn your head, looking over Ellie's shoulder to see Abby coming down the stairs with more blankets and some pillows.

"Thought you might want some of these." "Thank you." You said quietly, smiling as she threw them on the mattress that was surprisingly clean. "Yeah well I'd rather not hear you complain for the next few hours about being cold." "I almost died, dickface."

Ellie snorted, laying back on the bed just as Abby sat down on the couch. "That sucks." "You'd love that, wouldn't you? If I died of hypothermia." You asked, looking back at Abby. "Then I'd be stuck with just her, at least you make her quiet." "Oh fuck you. She does the same thing to you."

You then laughed making them both look at you.

"I guess I have a hold over both of you, it's cute, really. Thanks for saving me by the way, it was sweet seeing you guys care so much." Ellie sat up, leaning towards you, so close you could feel her breath fanning your face, warming your chilled cheeks.

"I can show you just how much I care, would that be sweet enough for you?" You grinned, "You wish. I'm good, thanks."

Your blanket had fallen, showing off your damp white tank top. Shoulders bare and hair still wet, dripping down your neck and onto the fabric.

"Y'know Y/n.." Abby began, catching your attention and your gaze. "You're a lot prettier when you're not talking shit." "I agree." Ellie then spoke up, making you turn back to her.

You weren't sure what to say, eyes flickering between them. Swallowing hard and shifting where you sat. And when you moved, Abby knew.

"You like it when we tease you, don't you?" Abby asked, sitting back against the couch, putting her arm up on the back of it.

"I–"

"You like when we call you things... tell you how dumb you look." They both watched as you bashfully looked down, hiding your face from them, unable to give them any sort of reply. "Or how pretty you are when you shut up and listen." "This isn't funny." You muttered. "Never said it was."

Ellie's fingers had come up to brush over your shoulder, her knuckles dusting over your warmed skin and collarbone. Running down to the string of your top, pushing it down as she went. Hanging onto your upper arm.

"You like it, don't you?" The sound of her voice mixed with her words ran straight through you. "I..." "I think that's a yes." You could hear them snickering, but they never took their eyes away. "Say it, Y/n. Or tell us to fuck off. We won't be mad." Abby assured.

"I like it." You whispered. "Hm?" Ellie moved forward, pushing her eyebrows together. "What'd you say?" "I... I like it." "Thought so."

You peaked through your eyelashes to see Ellie, half lidded eyes scanning your face and form. Eyes undressing you for a moment, her stare practically swallowing you whole right there and then.

"Why don't you show us how much you like it?"

Looking at Abby she seemed to have the same thought, leaning her head on her knuckles, waiting for you to do what Ellie had asked.

You brought your hands to the small strings holding up your tank top knowing that once it was pulled down you'd be showing practically everything to them. Something in you being grateful for not wearing a bra that day, something about too many layers.

Your fingers hooked underneath the hem, crossing over your front. "You guys aren't joking with me, right?" "How mean do you think we are?" You stared at her.

Without another word, you lifted the top over your head, taking it off and showing both girls your chest. Nipples already perked up due to the cold of the fabric.

"See, that was easy." "If you're messing with me..." Ellie cut you off, kissing you so hard it pushed you backwards. Holding yourself up with the palms of your hands. "Oh c'mon." You heard Abby say, but your mind was so hazy that all you could focus on was kissing Ellie back. Her hand going to rest on your neck.

Another pair of hands soon came from behind you, coming under your arms and around you. Warm fingers running over your little buds.

"You're still freezing." Abby muttered just beside the shell of your ear, nipping at your earlobe as she went. Kissing the side of your neck. Ellie laughed slightly pulling away from you, holding your bottom lip between her teeth. "We'll have to warm her up."

A chill ran up your spine, shivering as both sets of hands caressed different parts of your body. An ache growing between your legs, they laughed quietly as you grinded down onto the bed. Pleading for some sort of friction.

"Ellie..." You whispered, a desperate mutter to the woman. "What? What do you want?" Instead of speaking you leaned towards her again, her hand catching your face and squeezing. Puffing your lips out making her chuckle, kissing you. "Use your words. You have to ask." "I want you both."

"To do what?" Abby whispered. "Answer." Ellie pinched your nipple, her voice low, grinning as you jumped in reaction. The slight twinge of pain going straight to your core.

"I want you to fuck me. Both of you."

It was like those words switched something in their brains, Ellie grabbing your face once more and pushing you back against the soft surface. Kissing down your neck and over the barely visible marks that Abby had began to leave.

You glanced over at Abby as she began to undress each piece of clothing. Starting with her winter jacket and then her shirt, keeping her eyes on the way Ellie had began to kiss between your tits. Running her tongue over your chilled nipple.

"Ellie.." She heard you, loving the way those words rolled off your tongue and soaked right through her boxers. Body reacting to each of her little touches, lightly pecking your cool skin until she got to the band of your underwear.

Teeth grazing over the elastic band, kissing right above where you needed her.

"Ellie please– please just fuck me." "Now those are words I like." She grinned, hooking her fingers underneath the band and practically ripping them from your body. Tossing them aside where you undoubtedly would have to search for them later.

She hiked both of your legs up onto her shoulders, her eyes taking in the view of your soaking pussy. It made you hot, shy, bashfully turning away from her gaze to look at Abby again only to get a smack to your ass.

"Don't look at her, look at me." The ache was becoming too painful for you to handle, clenching around nothing. Her mouth hovering just over you clit, letting her hot breath fan your swollen bud. "El–"

Her tongue licked up your entire slit, kissing your clit. Harshly sucking, watching every reaction you made, each small noise like music to her ears.

"Fu–fuck Ellie.. that's good oh fuck–" You push your lower half towards her face, grinding down on her mouth. Your one hand tangled into her hair, pushing her head closer to you earning a small chuckle from the girl. "Don't stop m'kay– don–don't stop."

"Aw, is she making you feel good?" Abby grabbed your neck, tilting your head upward to look at her. "Y–yea–yeah–" You moaned out, a few girlish whimpers coming after as you stared at Abby with big doe-eyes that nearly rolled back into your head.

She had nothing covering her top half now, your other hand coming up to reach for her.

"You like when Ellie fucks you?" "Mmmmhmm–" You could feel her lift you up, laying you back against her bare chest while her hand played with your tits. Ellie soon backed up, sticking two fingers knuckle deep into your hole, watching your face contort into pleasure.

You then looked down at her fingering your pussy, Ellie moving in and out quicker causing a loud squelching sound to fill the room along with your whines. Abby's hand beginning sneaking down your torso, sneaking up just over your cunt.

"You want me to help you feel better?" You nodded quickly, mouth falling open as Ellie slipped a third finger inside of you. "Pl–ple–" The word was cut off, her fingertips gathering your wetness as she began to circle your clit. "Abby–" You cried, head falling backwards, digging into Abby's chest.

"That feel good babe?" Ellie asked, going faster as you tried to answer, stuttering out a few noises in response. "Yeah?" A throaty noise leaving your lips, mouth permanently open and eyebrows pushed together. Her fingers running along your walls. Bumping your g-spot with every rough thrust.

"I'm gon–gonna cum..." You dragged your words out as the coil in your belly wound tight, Abby's other hand roughly playing with your nipple before moving down to your other thigh that Ellie couldn't hold. The hand on your clit lightly slapping the swollen bud making her lips moving up in a grin as you jolted with a cry.

"Oh fu–fuck Ellie please fas–faster–" She listened, gripping your thigh tight, sure to leave dark fingerprints to remind you later of the days events. "I'm gonna cum–" You cried, Abby's free hand grabbing your jaw, kissing your cheek. "Cum Y/n. Show us how pretty you look when you cum on our fingers."

You finally let go, your juices flooding over Ellie's fingers as you cried. Your loud moans bouncing off the walls while your hands gripped Ellie's head and Abby's arm.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck–" "Good girl." Your whole body jumped, Abby holding you tightly as you came, jittering and whining for Ellie and her to slow down. Pushing their hands away with little to no strength.

"To–oo mu–much.." "Yeah? But you're being such a good girl, you can take it, right?" You shook your head, her hand coming up to squish your cheeks, kissing you hard, taking your breath away as Ellie pulled her fingers from your plush walls. Abby's hand falling away as well.

It was quiet again for a moment, only your heavy breathing filling the room. Abby's hand petting away your sweaty fly aways from your forehead, not noticing the way Ellie stripped from her shirt and jeans.

"Abby lay against the couch." Abby sent a glare to Ellie, noticing her lack of clothing as she helped you up, holding you in her arms. "Why?" "Just fucking do it."

You had barely realized they were talking though, mind fogged over and dazed, laying against Ellie's sports bra. Inhaling her forestry scent mixed with a faint mens cologne.

"Here babe, sit up on Abby." You moved where Ellie guided your hips to, sitting up on Abby's abs. You could feel yourself dripping onto her stomach, Ellie gripping your waist. "Grind." Was all she said into your ear, Abby's hands resting on your thighs as you began to move back and forth, your sensitive clit running along the muscles.

"Ellie..." The girl kissed along your neck, biting and sucking at every inch of skin along either of your shoulders. Holding you up so your legs didn't give out from under you, rubbing your pussy along her abs.

"It's s'good." You moaned, putting your hands on her upper arms, Abby laughing, holding onto you as you messily rode her muscles. Leaning down to kiss her lips, lightly holding her cheek as you explored her mouth while Ellie's hand snuck around to rub your clit.

"You having trouble talking back now?" Abby asked, seeing you nod, picking up the pace as Ellie rubbed harder. "Say sorry for being mean to us." You looked up at her with big eyes, muttering out, "m'sorry." "For what?" she then asked as you moaned, Ellie's other hand roughly grabbing your neck. "Being me–ean to you guys." "Yeah?"

You nodded profusely, rutting your hips so desperately it made them both smile. Ellie's hand on your hips and the other picking up on rubbing your clit.

You were still so sensitive from cumming just a few moments earlier, biting your lip so hard it started to hurt. But it didn't matter, Ellie whispering little things in your ear did, turning your head just a tiny bit to kiss her.

"You're doing so good for us." Ellie muttered, grabbing your face, seeing you smile through your sweat and blurry eyes. Mouth hung slightly open with a dazed expression.

"You look so pretty, doesn't she Abby?" Ellie kept her grip on your jaw, turning your head to show Abby how you looked.

"Yeah she does." Abby squeezed your thighs making you move your one hand down to rest on hers. "I can't..." You whined, hand resting over Ellie's while her fingers continued to play with you. "Yes you can." It was becoming too much, getting closer nearly tipping over the edge. Whining cries falling from your lips. "Please Ellie... m'close.."

"Yeah?" Her hand let go of you, moving down to play with your nipple. "Mhm.." "Well cum then babe." She circled harder, moving quicker as your moans grew louder. Head falling back leaving your neck open for her mouth. "I'm cumming–" Hips stuttering and body jolting, you moaned loudly against Ellie's mouth while Abby made sure you stayed riding her.

Each bump of her abs hitting your clit just right while Ellie's hand finally left your pussy letting you begin to come down.

"Done?" Abby asked as you fell forward onto her shoulder, her hands coming up to hold your naked body. "Too much." "Already?" Ellie asked playfully, setting up the pillows on the bed. You hummed, stilling up and wiping your face, feeling the way Abby's thumbs caressed small circles into your skin.

"Here." Ellie pulled you off Abby, cleaning you up with a rag from her bag, Abby disappearing to do the same for herself. "Hey, you okay?" She asked, seeing you nod a bit while tiredly staring at her.

"So... is this like a thing?" Abby then questioned, slipping her shirt back on while climbing onto the mattress on the opposite side of you. Ellie laying down on one of the pillows while shrugging. "Depends." "On what?"

Ellie looked at you silently, seeing you messing with the top of the blanket while listening to them. Thinking.

"Only if you guys stop fighting so much, it's only hot sometimes." You could hear them laugh, a bit of awkwardness between the two. "No promises." Ellie groaned, rolling onto her side to face you, wrapping an arm around your waist. "M'kay. Abby?" "Yeah, yeah." You smiled, sitting up and kissing her cheek before turning and kissing Ellie's.

"Good girls." You giggled. "Don't make us fuck you again." "No promises." You muttered, laughing when you felt Abby squeeze your ass. "Go to bed." "You're no fun." "See?" Ellie asked, looking at you while Abby scoffed. "What's that supposed to mean?" You groaned with a roll of your eyes. "Here we go."

A/n: Imma be honest I hate this but I can't stand to look at it anymore

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azlrse · 1 year

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[boyfriend gush/drabble: floyd leech]

cw: fluff, possessiveness and jealousy (not in a yan way) and floyd being a tease and a hopeless romantic at the same time

Floyd never forgot on how much of a koala he is towards you and is big towards physical affection. The way his arms grips around your waist as he stares down at any of his schoolmates looking at you, silently telling them to back off away from his own lover.

Oh and did I mention that before the two of you dated, Floyd's got a huge crush on you? Yupp, you heard me correctly.

And since he's really REALLY interested towards you, he's been following you non stop and dropping on some hints that he does have feelings for you. Remember that one time at PE where you accidentally tripped over and sprained your ankle? Well the eel doesn't take bullshit on anyone but him to take you to the infirmary (in bridal style for some fluff <33) and stays by your side, even after Coach Vargas nags him to go back to class.

This dude just glares at this professor to just back off and leave him and you alone ;_;

One of the traits this guy possesses is none other than jealousy, many people had pointed out that your (soon to be) boyfriend shows this scary looking grin whenever he feels like he has a competitor for your affection and love. Even your friends!! Well, except to some thoo, Ace for example....

You will never forget on how Floyd never failed to make you so flustered through physical affection, back hugs and neck kisses are his most fave way of showing that he really wants you. Watch out for your items! Because there will be always a time where he'll raise that said item upwards by his hand and refuses to bring it down to you unless you give him a kiss. If he's so daring then he'll request for a kiss on the lips.

Oh and don't get me started on his courting rituals where he gave you randomized objects he found from the sea and you can see how happy he was when you accepted those items. Not only that, but also the countless nicknames he used to call you; shrimpy (the most common and yet his most fave), munchkin, stepping stool and his most treasured nickname of all, his darling seashell.

And once the two of you become a couple, he's so sappy and a bit of a hopeless romantic. Floyd Leech maybe a possessive and jealous boyfriend but nonetheless is a huge simp for you <333

note: want this but with your fave twst character? send me an ask!! <33

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indouloureux · 2 years

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hi luv, congrats on your 11k followers! i’ve been one for some time and your writing still makes me fall to my knees. i don’t know if you’re taking requests but i’m inspired by poppy’s assplay ask. there’s something about Eddie Munson that makes my holes go aaaaah like i’m getting my tonsils checked. so Eddie + filthy + anal + you writing it = dream. would love to see it but even if it doesn’t happen, i adore your fics and will continue to look forward to them 💛

hi honey thank you!! but i've only hit 7k hehe. but i love u, thank u for requesting this <333 (bc i too, am a whore for assplay)

18+ mdni. cw: ass play, fingering, dacryphilia, cumplay, masturbation (m), slapping

it's no secret eddie's got a thing for asses.

but still, you're surprised that he's this feral over you being bent over, ass spread, your cum leaking out and spilling to his sheets after he'd fucked you with his rings and tongue for almost two hours because of his damn oral-fixation.

and he's jerking behind you. the slick sounds of his spit and his rings turning you on even more, his grunts needy and hungry and eager for the burning orgasm. your hands stay locked above you by his handcuffs, cheek pressed against the pillow as you look up at him.

eddie's got a face scrunched up with pleasure, eyes half-lidded as he stares maliciously at your bare ass, jerking himself faster whenever he uses his vacant hand to slap your fat flesh and watch the way you cry out with a moan when it ripples.

"'m close sweetheart," he lets his eyes flutter shut, hand squeezing around his dick. "jus' keep that pretty ass open for me, m'kay?"

when he cums, it spills all over your ass and onto the swell of your cunt, seeping inside your folds until it drips down to your clit. you jolt and mewl at the feeling of his warm seed being shot on your pussy, especially when he takes two fingers, slides them up your swollen petals, lathering them up to your asshole.

your asshole that he fingered open— fucked open with his thick cock, so he easily slips his fingers in to paint your walls white. your face tilts up, face crumbling in incomprehensible rapture, feeling embarrassed by the lewd sounds but still turned on nonetheless.

he's pleased when your whole sex is white. but eddie's not done yet. no, he leans down and licks up from your clit to your puckered, whitened hole. you moan, loud and disturbing to the neighbors but you're too fucked out to care.

eddie fingerfucks you open, and when he thinks you're all gaping, as big as his cock, he opens his mouth and shoves his tongue inside.

shit, you're practically sobbing out of bliss. eddie's fucking you with his tongue and it's filthy; he's moaning like he's the one getting his ass eaten, slurping all of whatever wetness his tongue gathers and lets his eyes fall close. because it feels good to eat ass.

he's fucking his cum inside you with his tongue; he's fucking you with his fingers inside your cunt that press up to feel himself in your ass. it's like eddie's breeding you from both holes and he just couldn't get enough.

"you still up for another one, babe?" he smiles at you, the early morning shadow of his chin glistening with his cum and your arousal that he doesn't bother to wipe. his tongue licks around his cum covered lips. "got so much cum for you, sweetheart. and i plan on giving everything to your greedy little pussy."

reblogs and feedbacks are appreciated <3

#eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson smut #eddie munson fic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson

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anincompletelist · 3 months

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wip wednesday :D

okay I am super late to the game today but THANK YOU @kiwiana-writes @theprinceandagcd @suseagull04 @nocoastposts @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @littlemisskittentoes @getmehighonmagic @cricketnationrise @zwiazdziarka @ninzied @eusuntgratie @happiness-of-the-pursuit @inekepp @heybuddy-drabbles FOR THE LOVELY TAGS! I really appreciate y'all being patient with me these past couple of weeks with the responses, I have not had the mental capacity to be as on top of things as I usually am but it warms my heart to see y'all pop up in my notifs and to read through your amazing words, even if it's a few days after the fact! hope you guys are all doing well! <333 xx

introducing yet another little guy that was not supposed to make his way onto the wip list but has weaseled his way in nonetheless (I wholeheartedly blame @bigassbowlingballhead and @firenati0n and @affectionatelyrs for the inspiration and enabling, thanks)

back to regularly scheduled programming next week but for now, I present to you the crack treated seriously (beautiful) nightmare of Jeff (bottoms) x Shane (minx) au --

“Sometimes I feel like I was born in the wrong timeline, y’know?” Shane murmurs, one arm folded beneath his head as he stares up at the stars after practice.

The empty football field makes Jeff feel like they’re under a spotlight, the only two left on the stage. The only two in the world, for these few fleeting seconds. Shane’s words are amplified here in the silence, and Jeff clings on to every one of them.

“What d’you mean?”

He rolls onto his stomach and lays his cheek on his own arm, content to look at Shane instead of the field or the sky, the unspoken pressure of their teammates in one and the weight of his parent’s memories in the other.

And then Shane, who’s never once pushed him to be anything more than himself.

“Like. I like the simple stuff, I think. Old fashioned, I guess. I’d much rather get all dressed up and take somebody out on a date instead of just, like, meeting through an app and having a one night stand,” he says slowly, thoughtfully, before his eyes widen. “Not that there’s anything wrong with that either. That’s also totally cool. Just— I think I’d want to take my time and I’ve just never met anyone who didn’t just immediately want to jump on me.” He sighs and then winces, shaking his head at himself. “I’m sorry. That sounds really stupid, doesn’t it?”

“It’s not,” Jeff tells him. He pictures Shane, buttoned up and cologned and maybe with some flowers or cheap wine, and rubs his cheek against his sleeve a bit to hide the way he flushes. Tries not to think too hard about wishing it was him on the other side of the door in that scenario. “It’s not stupid. I like simple.”

Shane’s hand that’d been draped over his own stomach moves down to his side, settling in between them. His pinky grazes Jeff’s elbow, just featherlight, but Jeff shivers nonetheless. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” Jeff smiles.

since this isn't *technically* rwrb (and brain not wanting to brain at the moment), I'm going to leave this as an open tag!!!!!! please please mention me if you take it so that I can come and scream at you (affectionately!) <3333

see y'all for another bridesmaids update on the 19th! :D

#wips

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semifilms · 1 year

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Hello, hello. I’m new here so I don’t know how many character I can request but may I request headcanons of vacations with Suna, oikawa and semi

☆VACATIONS W/ THEM | suna rintaro, toru oikawa, semi eita, atsumu miya

a/n - i actually love this prompt anon and i apologize for being very late to respond and do it 😭i hope you don’t mind that i added atsumu to this🫡 also i got a little carried away & i didn’t proofread 🙈

cw - light swearing

suna doesn’t remember almost anything when you guys are packing. it’s like all basic necessities he needs, he forgets. on the plane ride he is sleeping almost the whole time, he’s dreading the jetlag but he wants to be prepared for the long day you guys have planned. wherever you decide to vacation he’s excited to be there as long as you are. you’re happy, he’s happy. the only thing he’s really looking forward to might be sleeping in the hotel. the plane seats were not comfortable. you think he paid for first class? no. once he gets real good sleep in he’s actually so much more energetic and is ready to go do little tourist things. he takes servers pictures of you guys at landmarks and restaurants just to save to a little album on his phone <3

oikawa is basically vlogging the whole process of picking and the trip. he honestly isn’t that forgetful but he’ll forget like one thing and it’s probably really important. seems like the type to overpack and forget his passport. also definitely wants to be their 2 hours early. you guys would grub on airport food until the flight. and yes, you’re definitely flying first class i don’t think i could picture him settling in economy. he’s seen the movies and he’s experienced those crying toddlers and those unlucky seats in between sweaty strangers. he’s not up for that at all. he would definitely post pictures of you guys posing in front of landmarks to his socials. or the food you guys eat at restaurants. i feel like i’m his instagram close friends he’s rating the food like he’s keith lee. overall it’s a very enjoyable vacation.

SEMIIIIIII my love<<333. (my bad) anyway, he makes sure you don’t forget anything. he made a list and he checked it not once, not twice, but three times he had to make sure. you guys leave prepared and you get to the airport 20 minutes before departure. i’m sorry but he’s not trying to wait in the airport for 5 hours, like some people…. if there are any types of street performers music wise or whatever he will stop so you two can watch. (definitely leaving tips.) going to an art museum is on the itinerary. he just likes making little jokes about the art and interpreting it in a funny way and not making it deep. but he also really appreciates the art and especially street art (if any where you vacationed) he will make small talk with older natives to wherever you visit and listen to their stories. even if he’s not interested he acts like he is. he’s making the most out of the vacation that’s for sure.

now i’ve thought about atsumu on vacation several times this is why i had to include him. he’s forgetful when you’re packing, no doubt but in the end he remembers everything and you guys BARELY make it in time to the airport. you’d think with how often he’s flown he’d be better but no. this man is looking forward to fucking up some foreign food. he is using this vacation as an excuse for whatever diet he is on. fans spot him in the airport when you guys arrive and the amount of paparazzi is insane. nonetheless he is really just has his arm wrapped around you as you guys head out to the ride waiting for you. NICE ASS HOTEL! NICE ASS HOTEL! 100% got one of those rooms that looks like an apartment. did you guys watch singles inferno? like those. back to the food he is cleaning plates and trying every single dish recommend at the restraints. hell take some photos of landmarks but he’s rather just enjoy it with you in the moment.

©semifilms do not copy, repost or translate my works

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photoboothphotos · 2 years

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hi hhi could u write a one shot w ben gross x reader, where she catches his having a pamic attack and then she helps him calm down, so then he vents to her and she just holds him & tells him its ok?? FJSJS PLS I HAVENT FOUND ANY FANFICS FOR HIM AND I JUST LOVE HIM SM UGH<333

A/N: Thank you so much for your request anon! This turned out to be a shorter blurb, but I hope you enjoy reading it nonetheless. Glad see some Team Ben members <3

You were always a creature of habit. Some of your friends would describe you as Type A, but you just liked having a certain order to things. You always use 0.5mm pencil led, only wrote your notes on dotted paper, and religiously highlighted text in yellow. Anything else would be absurdity.

Along with your many habits was a consistency of how you spent your time and who you spent it with. For example, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for you to spend your weekend at Ben Gross’ house. You have ever since you met the boy in elementary school through your parents and all the way until he asked you to be his girlfriend that one fateful night at prom. So, a weekend not spent with Ben Gross didn’t exist, and you were happy to have it that way.

As you followed the path up the familiar hill, you found your self humming along to a unknown tune and counting your steps. Once you reached exactly one hundred footsteps, you looked up knowing that you’d face the door to the Gross Household. Inviting yourself in, you greeted Patty who was working away in the kitchen before climbing the extra twenty steps that it took you to get to Ben’s room.

Now, you had expected a happy, go-lucky Ben to great you with the biggest hug he could muster. But instead you were greeted by a seemingly empty room, with only a blanketed lump on Ben’s bed showing proof of life.

You set down your purse timidly, treading into uncharted waters now. This was not a part of the routine and everything about this screamed danger.

“Ben,” his name came off your tongue like a question, like you weren’t even sure if this was your Ben. “Are you under there?” A low groan was your response. You made your way onto the bed, causing a slight dip where you sat. “Baby,” You tried again, gently lifting the covers, “What’s wrong?”

Where did Ben want to begin? It felt like everything was wrong. His grades have been slipping up, he feels sluggish and tired all the time, and he couldn’t even bring himself to face the one source of joy in his life. Ben couldn’t pinpoint exactly what’s right in his life, let alone what’s wrong. So in response he gave you another grunt, his body curling further into itself.

You could feel his muscles tighten with the temperature of his back turning cold. Although this was unknown territory, you knew what these were the signs of.

“C’mere,” You whispered. You slowly uncurled the boy’s wound up torso and bringing his presence into you, his face naturally planting itself in your curves. “You’re okay.” You reassured, drawing circles on his back.

“I’m really not (Y/N),” He finally replied, his words sounding muffled against your skin. “Everything it’s upside down. My GPA went down to a measly 3.9, I can’t seem to fit into any of my clothes, and you’re here in this really pretty sundress that I can’t even appreciate” Ben insisted, burying his face deeper into your chest. “Nothing is right.” His heart began beating more sporadically, his breathing going uneven. “Nothing makes sense anymore”

“Hey,” You called out, bring your boyfriend’s face towards yours. “All of those things are fixable, Ben. We’ll buy you clothes that fit you better, we’ll ask Mr. Kulkarni to give extra credit assignments, and you acknowledging me in my pretty sundress is enough appreciation.” You explained sweeping his damped hair out of his face. His blue eyes were piercing and he looked at you like you controlled the planets and the stars. “You’re enough.” You finished, gently thumbing his cheek.

Like magic, you felt Ben’s body relax. His chills neutralizing into warmth and the beat of his heart slowing into a steady rhythm. He wasn’t sure what about you made him feel at ease, made him feel more at home than anything else in his life. But he’d be damned to he let you say all those pretty, genuine words without any reciprocation.

So the boy returned your touch, bringing your face close to his in a kiss. It was slow, his touch trying to say all the things he couldn’t. He could feel your worry for him washing away, a weight lifting from your shoulders.

“Thank you,” Was all Ben could whisper as the two of you pulled apart, “I needed that.”

You hummed in response, allowing yourself to drop into his arms and bring both your bodies onto the bed. “Course.” You replied simply, as if it wasn’t a big deal, like you being there for Ben was a fact of life m. “Do you want to go shopping for clothes today? They opened a new fro-yo shop at the mall.” You suggested with a smile on your face.

Though those words words were mundane, the syntax sent Ben into a dizzy. Your casual kindness and soft suggestion made his heart swoon. “Yeah, that sounds nice.”

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xparaloversx · 10 months

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Painting Their Nails (Ryoga, Shogo)

Hello! I'm new to the ParaLive fandom, but I hope you enjoy <3

Ryoga Tosa

While his younger self may have protested, it may surprise some to see Ryoga quietly comply with your request to paint his nails

He treasures you greatly, after all; having a daily reminder of you helps him get through the day

But his easy assent to your request doesn’t make him any less fidgety

Which makes it difficult to cleanly paint his nails, but he tries his best to stay still!

He’s shocked that pushing back his cuticles doesn’t hurt or damage the nail

Super patient- He’ll let you spend as long as you want to paint designs on his nails, too (just please don’t make them too cute– he’ll never hear the end of it from Kenta or Shion)

Ryoga’s quiet during the process; you glance up from time to time to check his reaction, but all you see is a look of concentration— almost a level of reverence — on his face

Unfortunately, that look is quickly traded away for one of hot embarrassment as soon as his eyes make contact with yours

The scent of the lotion you massage into his hands locks into his olfactory memory after you paint his nails a few times, and he relaxes whenever he catches whiffs of the familiar fragrance from then on.

Overall? Enjoys the ritual wholly, though Kenta and Shion don’t let him live it down qwq

Shogo Yamato

He’s excited as soon as you mention the idea to him-

Loves selecting a cute pastel shade, and his eyes light up when you tell him that you could paint gummy designs on his nails as well

Greatly enjoys talking to you while you paint his nails, whether it be about a new song VISTY will be releasing, or thoughts on other competitors

As the leader of an idol group trying to make its way back to the top, he shoulders a great deal of stress, but being forced to sit still helps him relax, especially if you have any sweets on hand

Would be over the moon if you bought boba for the both of you to enjoy while painting his nails, and would make it a ritual from that point forward

Even though you’re not made known to the Stellas (for both your privacy and Shogo’s), Shogo can’t help but feel a bit of pride knowing that you had painted his nails and took the time to make them pretty— he says that he shines even brighter when he’s donning nail polish applied by you because it feels like you’re a part of him during the performance

A fan of having matching nails with you, even if they’re just simple swatches of color on your nails that correspond with his

He may not be able to wear acrylics or gels due to an idol’s requirements to change their appearance on a regular basis, but he treasures each set you paint on him nonetheless

10/10 would absolutely be game to make it a routine for you to paint his nails

Comments, reblogs, and likes are loved and appreciated <333

Also, if you'd like to send in a request, feel free! I'll have a rules and info post up soon <3

#paradox live #paradox live x reader #paralive x reader #ryoga tosa x reader #shogo yamato x reader #paralive scenarios #aaaa i hope you enjoyed <333 #the fandom seems really nice so far and im excited to be a part of it!

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bunwritesss · 9 months

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Rock On

Summary: Daryl always brings you adorable gifts from his runs, and one day, you get to return the favor.

Genre: Fluff

A/N: Hi! I'm so happy to write again, and in english nonetheless! <333

Anyway I still struggle writing Daryl, so I really hope he is not too OOC in this oneshot. I see him as softer with Sunshine!Reader, because he knows how sensitive they are, and he is so fond of them.

I apologize for any mistake, english is not my native language! ♡

Hope you'll enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it <3 And if you like this oneshot, I posted another one this morning 🥰

Have a nice day/night!

You loved going on runs. Going out of Alexandria for a while, having fun with your friends in shops filled with useful things to bring back to your community. And nearly dying two or three times in the process was honestly part of the fun, at this point. The adrenaline was exhilarating, and you cherished the sweet embraces you shared with members of your group after a danger. So when Maggie and Glenn asked if you wanted to come with them on a supply run, you immediatly said yes. And you were glad you did.

And in a corner of the shop, under piles of dust, you found a bunch of sunglasses. After going through all of them, you finally found what you were looking for. Sunglasses that Daryl Dixon would appreciate. So you wrapped them in your T-Shirts to protect them, and tucked them into your backpack with a huge grin.

First of all, you found an almost intact grocery store, bringing home lots of edible supplies. You were also the one discovering a brand new pasta maker in a corner of the shop, begging Glenn and Maggie to let you keep it in order to shut the mouth of your unbearable neighbour who talked about it day and night, and they accepted with great pleasure. In fact, everyone in the community would see their lives improved if Mrs Neudermeyer finally obtained the item she had been begging for for months.

And most importantly, you found a clothing store. There were a few T-shirts with pictures your favorite band on them, but also Spiderman pyjama pants for Carl, and new outfits for everyone. You were overflowing with joy while thinking about your ripped jeans and badly patched-up shirts back home, and about how much comfortable your new clothes would be. Clothes weren't considered a priority by everyone in your group, and a lack of diversity in the community's clothing section was a common subject in your current discussions.

Although Daryl never complained about anything, you were observant. You had seen him squinting his beautiful blue eyes everytime the sun was facing him, or how red they were afterwards. And you had always been told blue eyes were more sensitive to the light. So you had taken matters into your own hands, and were so proud of it. Daryl always tried his best bringing you things you would like from his runs, and finding gifts for him was so much harder, since the man was not a materialist. Now, you were finally able to return the favor.

As Glenn drove you back, the truck filled with your findings you took the sunglasses out of your backpack, fiddling with them. You were almost sure he would love them. They were the only ones without strasses or fluorescent patterns, and the only distinctive sign was a tiny A on the branch. You chuckled while thinking about the jokes you would make about said A, Maggie turning to you.

They had tried conversating with you as well, but gave up when they noticed your dreamy expression and how careful you were with the item. The drive home was not long, and when you got out of the car, Glenn prevented you from taking one of the box of supplies from the truck.

'Why are you laughing?'

'Thought about something funny.' You replied, and she smiled, turning back to continue her animated discussion with Glenn.

'Go give Daryl his gift, you'll help us after.'

You opened your mouth to thank him but he simply winked, turning away to take a box. So you started jogging to Rick, seeing him wandering around. If someone knew where Daryl was, it was him. Or Carol, but your friend was probably busy with the ladies of Alexandria at the moment. After a few questions about the run, Rick finally gave you Daryl's location with a knowing smile, and you walked as fast as possible, so excited to see his reaction. Focused on your steps, you would probably have walked right into him if he had not stopped you, a steady hand on your shoulders.

'Easy, trouble. What's getting ya so excited?'

He gave you one of his fond smiles, seeing you so focused and proud. He knew you were back from a run, and seeing you unharmed was making him happy.

'I brought you a gift!' You proudly declared.

His eyes widened in surprise, but his neutral expression quickly came back.

'Is that so?'

You nodded with even more pride in your eyes, taking the pair of sunglasses out of your pocket and delicately dropping it into his hand. He immediatly brought it closer to his eyes, examinating it. You bit you lip, suddenly extremely anxious about his appreciation of the present.

'Ya think I'm a rockstar?'

You looked up just in time to see the crooked smile he was giving you, and you shrugged, a faint blush appearing on your cheeks.

'I think your eyes are sensitive to the sun and it's time for you to take care of them.'

And as he was putting them on, you added :

'Plus, you'd look adorable with these on.'

He scoffed, turning to you. You were right. He was absolutely gorgeous with the sunglasses on. Uneven bangs were framing the accessory, and you refrained yourself from tucking them away.

He took the sunglasses off, delicately playing with them. He was holding them with the most care in the world, as if they were made out of glass, and you could barely contain your joy. He liked your present! He squinted at the letter on the branch, his eyes going from the item to you.

'How do I look?'

'Cool as hell. It'll look even cooler when you're on your bike!'

'A? Why A?'

You pretended to be confused.

'For your name?'

As he furrowed his eyebrows, you continued, barely contening your smirk.

'Isn't your name Aryl Dixon?'

He rolled his eyes, fakely annoyed, a little smile betraying his whole act. He could never be annoyed at you anyway, and you were well aware of that.

Not wanting to overwhelm him with your excitement, you slowly backed away.

'They look good. Thank ya kid. Ya did good out there, happy to see ya in one piece.'

'I'm so happy you like them!'

'I'm going to help the others carry the rest of what we brought to inventory! See you later!'

He put the glasses on his head, forming devil horns with his right hand. You replied with the same gesture, happily walking back to the others. Your grin did not go unnoticed, Maggie being the only one to say something about it. She took a box from the truck, approaching you.

'I'm taking your huge smile as the sign he did not like his present?'

You laughed, taking the huge box of hygiene products Maggie was giving you.

'Oh, he hated it.'

#daryl x reader #the walking dead #twd #daryl dixon #sunshine reader #daryl fluff

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dazealigner · 4 months

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hi babe!! just found ur acc and im literally obsessed w ur stuff ☺️ okok so i have some more ideas abt the munagenius and artist!reader/gf so like on top of them being all on stage AND bringing you on imagine if artist!gf one of their songs as well!! like i can imagine being the plan or a complete surprise for munagenius and they’re all just in awe of reader and all of them are just supa cutesy :(((

hiii sweetie!! first off, thank you so so SO MUCH ☹️💘 it makes me very happy that my munagenius thought overloads are appreciated on here <333 and disclaimer, i MIGHT’VE misinterpreted this idea but i think you were saying what if artist!bff brought munagenius on stage for one of their songs? i really hope that’s what you meant and i’m so sorry if it’s not but i do have a couple of ideas based off of this!!!

for this particular thought, i wanna say that artist!bff is an opener for boygenius alongside muna. their setlist consists of mostly the fan-favorites but also some of munagenius’ and their own favorites out of their discography. but let’s say that there’s a special occasion, maybe it’s somebody’s birthday and artist!bff has a song dedicated to them on a past album.

i’m gonna be self-indulgent and say that it’s julien’s birthday, and artist!bff wrote Leaning On You (which is a song made by HAIM that i 100% recommend looking up the lyrics and listening to it for this) and dedicated it to julien but had muna feature on it. for julien’s birthday, artist!bff decides to add Leaning On You to the setlist that day to celebrate the special yearly occasion. artist!bff obviously plans this ahead of time and lets all of munagenius in on their plan except for julien.

well artist!bff’s time to open comes rolling around, and all of munagenius is watching them from the side-stage. then, muna, phoebe, and lucy hear what would usually be their closing song, but today, that was their cue to join them.

so muna, phoebe, and lucy are all sprinting to the stage and the crowd is going absolutely feral and meanwhile julien’s like ????? but nonetheless she follows them. she’s probably tapping lucy’s shoulder persistently like 🫵🫵🫵 “lucy?! where the fuck are we going???” and lucy’s just like 😇😇. and then julien hears the song’s tune and her head perks up, her eyes are glimmering, and her heart starts beating two times faster because it’s her song. every word in that song you wrote just for her. and for her favorite people to sing it right in front of her for the first time on her birthday was the best gift she could’ve asked for.

i also have a proposal: maybe artist!bff was also background vocals on graceland too? so later when artist!bff comes out to sing graceland too during boygenius’ set, it’s a lot more intimate, and at that point julien’s definitely emotional. i imagine she’s able to hide it once they’re all huddled and hugging afterwards and she has her face shoved in artist!bff’s neck.

julien heard the two songs made for her on her day ☹️

i actually got so sappy brainstorming about this. i adore this idea so much 💘☹️☹️ THANK YOU SO MUCH i hope this is what you meant and if it wasn’t feel free to let me know !!!!

#i love your mind #munagenius #muna band #jo maskin #katie gavin #naomi mcpherson #boygenius #julien baker #phoebe bridgers #lucy dacus #muna x reader #boygenius x reader

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nyaskitten · 4 months

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In all seriousness, I do just wanna genuinely and sincerely thank every one of you who have stood with me through my whole art journey, and those who may be newere followers but still support me nonetheless.

You guys are genuinely the best, and I appreciate each and every one of you who have taken the time out of your day to reblog my art or leave a nice word/comment for me, if not for you all, I may not have even chosen to contine my art journey and improve in the ways I have!

I mean, look how my art has changed between the start of this year (first two pics) and now (last two pics!)

I really, truly do love and appreciate all of you, like so much, thank you, and have an INCREDIBLE new year... <333

#ninjago #raine's rambles #raine's art

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sorroute · 5 months

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Okay same anon you wrote that matchup with Reverse 1999 for!! (The one where you matched me with X and Cristallo)

(love it btw <3333)

Could I request the same thing but will tbhk?? I hadn't noticed that you also write for it 😭😭

Ofc you can!! <3 I feel like you and Lemon would work well together :3

Lemon Yamabuki

This guy so lazy and so down bad

He likes how calm you are compared to everyone else he hangs out with

I feel like he's more of a listener so when you get talkative he doesn't mind at all!

He loves listening to your voice<3

He might zone out a bunch though so if it seems like he's not listening he's not trying to be mean I swear

I feel like he wouldn't care all that much when you start to tease, but sometimes if he's feeling energetic he'll playfully punch you or tease you back

Almost all of your dates would probably consist of a ton of snacks, a bunch of blankets, and a movie

Or video games if you're interested in them :3

He's SO touchy. He's always holding your hand, leaning on your, sometimes he's literally in your lap

He takes almost nothing seriously so he definitely gets your jokes and loves them

I feel like you and him would have similar sense of humor

(idk what your sense of humor is but I just get that vibe yk :3)

AOI AKANE

(Akane Aoi?)

I feel like you remind her of Nene :3

Like Lemon, she admires how calm you are

Will talk with you literally all day

She's ecstatic when you start to become more talkative <3

She loves to tease you, but when you tease her back, she almost always gets flustered

Only if you're alone though

If you're with other people and you tease her, she keeps her composure because she doesn't want others to see her flustered

She tries to get you up and moving a bit more

Usually by taking you out to garden

She thinks your shyness is so cute <333

She doesn't say anything about your jokes, but sometimes you'll hear a little giggle coming from her :3

She brags about your guy's relationship to EVERYONE.

Whenever someone confesses to Aoi or she thinks someone is going to, she always brings you and rejects them while giving you a big old kiss

Everyone is jealous of you, but I feel like you're really popular because of your relationship with her

She loves you so much idk

She's so lovesick

A/N

Hello again !! :3 I'm so glad you enjoyed it <3 I'm sorry this one is a bit shorter, I'm in school right now and I was trying to get it done quick 😭 I still hope you enjoy it nonetheless ໒꒰ྀི >ヮ<꒱ྀི১ Feedback and constructive criticism is appreciated<3

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heyyyy love, I love your fanfics but I'm too shy to like them🧍 If you still take requests. Can you maybe write a Milex Morales x Male reader who is from their rival is and is very chill? like chill stoic personality. 😹💪❤️

Hi baby, I want to start by sincerely thanking you for your compliment. It means a lot :) Just know that you don't have to be shy when interacting with me or any of my fanfics; I promise I don't bite lol. Anygayssss, I made both a platonic ending and an alternate ending because I wasn't sure if you wanted this to take a romantic turn or not. Although I slightly strayed away from your original request—saying as they aren’t really rivals and Y/n probably isn’t nearly as stoic as you may have hoped—I appreciate your request, and I hope you enjoy <333

Summary: Read the ask ;)

Pairing: Miles Morales x reader (implied male)

Notes: Alternate endings! 🏹 is the romantic ending and 🦋 is the platonic ending. Y/n is a little more stoic in the romantic ending which is a lot longer than the platonic ending. This is also very sloppily done so you can definitely expect some editing in the near future.

Warnings: Nothing really. Miles is a little ooc. Alsoooo, if you have a problem with mxm relationships then you can get out

Miles & y/n aren’t rivals for real for real, they just sort of annoy each other and have been doing so for years.

They’re extremely competitive with each other, and it’s almost like it’s never ending. Their classmates and shared friends are tired of it, but used to it nonetheless. It’s been going on for years after all…

They compete with test scores, popularity, who’s the better cook, who can go the longest while/without type of challenges. It’s all exhausting.

But what’s really stuck the longest is their stealing wars.

It’s often they’ll catch one another sneaking in and out of their rooms, normally with hands ready to take, or hands full of things they’ve stolen.

And it’s never anything the other really need per se, just small items they’ll remember exists later on and will tear up their room to find.

And when they realize it’s not there, they already know where it could’ve gone.

The difference between Y/n and Miles, is that Miles borrows. He gives everything back that he may have taken, but he doesn’t make it easy. More times than not, Y/n’s things will end up within the belongings of his roommate who seems to constantly be gone on vacation with family and friends.

Y/n will often wait one, two, or even three weeks at a time to get his things back because it’s not a rarity for his roommate to text and say things along the line of “Miles put the thing you were looking for in my suitcase. I’ll be back on the 19th!”

But while Miles actually borrows, you take things and never give it back. “I’m using them at least!” is your justification, but it really doesn’t make it any better. There has been numerous occasions—like this one— where Miles has come into your room and asked for (or tried to figure out) the security code to your clear safe with things that you’ve obviously stolen from Miles’ room.

“Cmon Y/n, just tell me the code!” Miles begs for the umpteenth time.

You chuckle slightly and lean back in your chair. “Nah.”

“But I need this stuff back!” He complains.

“Dude…” You say, throwing your head back. “It’s an empty shoe box, a glasses wipe, an action figure, some manga that you’ve already read, a beanie, and a spray bottle. It’s never that serious.”

“It is though!”

“Yeah?” You raise an eyebrow. “And why is that?”

“Well because I wanted to put my shoes back in the box, my fake glasses are getting dirty, I need that action figure for…my little cousin, I have only read that manga 6 times which isn’t enough, my ears are cold so I need that beanie, and the spray bottle is for my hair which you obviously haven’t looked at.”

You glance up at his hair and do a double take. It’s almost completely matted yet tangled at the same time.

“Alright alright, I’ll give you some things back.” You start, getting up and walking towards the safe.“But first, what’s that!?”

He circles back to the door you pointed at and spends a few seconds trying to figure out what he should be looking at. Within those few seconds, you were granted enough time to unlock the safe, grab two items out, and lock it back.

Miles whips around to face you again, giving you a confused look. “What am I supposed to be looking at?”

You feign innocence, frowning slightly at Miles. “Oh, sorry I thought I seen like a brunette spider-man or something.”

He laughs awkwardly and rubs the back of his neck before speaking sheepishly. “There’s gotta be one out there somewhere.”

“Yeah, definitely,” You study his features then walk a little closer to him. “What are you hiding, Miles?”

His eyes dart around the room but he doesn’t say anything, letting his panicked expression speak for him.

“Just kidding, I don’t care.” You laugh, throwing a sock at his face and placing his spray bottle at his head. “For you, kind sir.”

He blinks slowly as you sit back in your spinning chair, waiting silently for him to leave.

“…who’s sock is this?”

“Yours.”

“I’ve never seen this in my life.”

“I’ve had it the past few years, why would you remember it?”

“Why did you have my sock?”

“I needed a sock to wear.”

“You don’t have any?”

“Yeah, but none that look like that.”

“…why take only one sock?”

“To match it with my sock.”

“What sock?”

“You know, the gray one with the white stripes at the top.”

“But this one is red and black.”

“And your point is?”

Miles blinks at you again, and then speaks quietly. “Just give me the rest of my things.”

You chuckle softly. “Almost sounds like you’re breaking up with me, Morales.”

Miles face palms and mumbles to himself, something along the lines of we’re not even dating and you’ve clearly lost your mind.

“Having fun there?” You giggle, obviously very entertained by the fact that he’s talking to himself.

“You don’t need all of this stuff!” He tells you.

You scrunch your face up. “You don’t need any of mine either, yet here we are.”

“I just wanna read my manga.” He whines, dragging out the last letter a in the word manga.

“What’s so great about it?” You ask curiously.

“What’s so great about it? I’ll tell you what’s so great about it!”

You sit in silence and wait for him to continue, but he stands still with that determined look on his face.

“So are you gonna tell me or are we both gonna sit here looking stupid?”

“Oh,” He chuckles. “The best thing about the manga is Renga.”

“Sk8 the infinity?”

“Yes.”

“Mm…”

“Just give me my stuff back.”

“Fine, Miles.” You sigh. “But only under one condition.”

“Which is?”

🦋

“You’ll give me my stuff back too.”

“That’s all?”

“That’s all.”

“Nothing else?”

“Nothing else.”

“Are you sure?”

You blink. “Well what else did you want?”

“Well, nothing. But I don’t expect this to be all you want. There’s always something with you.”

“Well, there is one little thing.”

“Of course there is.” He rolls his eyes. “What is it?

“You agree that we should drop whatever this rivalry that we’ve been having all these years, and be friends for once.”

“Wait.” He pauses. “You wanna be friends with me?”

You automatically get shy and cover your face with your hand, opting it’s best not to look him at the moment.

“Is thee stoic Y/N Y/L/N shy over wanting to be my friend?”

“Get out, Miles, I’ll bring you your stuff later.”

Miles chuckles and then walks out the door, leaving you grimacing at the spot he was just standing in.

🏹

“You’ll go out with me.” You say. “On a date.”

Miles’ eyes widen slightly, but then he catches himself. “What’s the catch, Y/L/N?”

“Why do you think there’s a catch?”

“There’s always something with you.”

“False.”

“I can’t even get my stuff back without going on a date with you.”

“Is going on a date with me really so bad?”

“Depends,” he says honestly. “Where are we going?”

You shrug. “Up to you.”

“Do you want go vandalize the city?” Miles asks with a smile, bouncing on his feet.

“I mean, I’m down for whatever.”

“Great, now give me my stuff back.”

You raise an eyebrow.

“Please,” He corrects himself. “Give me my stuff back, please.”

“That’s not why I looked at you like that.”

“No? Then why did you look at me like that?”

“Because I was wondering, did you only agree so you could get your stuff back?”

“Nope,” He shifts nervously in his place. “I’ve actually liked you for years and was to scared to ask you out so this is a win for me.”

He rolls his eyes at your raised eyebrow.

“Why do you think I started taking your things to begin with?” He asks you.

“I don’t know,” you shrug again. “I figured maybe you were bored.”

“Well that’s not the case.”

“Cool. See you tomorrow at noon then?”

“We have school.”

“…okay?”

“I’m gonna get myself into trouble with this one,” Miles mumbles quietly but loud enough for you to hear, walking out of your dorm. “I can feel it.”

You laugh silently, looking at the safe still filled with some belongings of one Miles Morales.

Maybe something good will come out of this…

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