#but if she's a little tired she's got a free pass to sit in front of the television all day!

[david-watts]

super pissed at that old hag

#she has NOT changed and I quite frankly can't deal with her anymore. #she thinks I'm lying about the doc and I thinking I might have pots considering my symptoms and family history #and that it's just being unfit #I actually told her to say that to my older cousin since she's half the so-far dxed cases in the family #oh and she also said that 'eating processed food won't help your breathing' like #1. pots isn't to do with breathing it's heart/nervous system related #2. if she's gonna call what I'd bought 'processed' then (and I have told her) she needs to stop eating bread #and 3. I don't think processed food even interferes that much with my asthma (which hasn't been triggered) aside from. like. #weight gain not really helping matters. but I have lost weight recently so that's not it lol #she thinks I ought to tough things out despite me knowing that doing so is bad if not dangerous #but if she's a little tired she's got a free pass to sit in front of the television all day! #you know what happens when your heart rate spikes to 150bpm+? you breathe heavier because the blood is pumping around too quick #and like. this is not a deniable symptom. never has been. I've consistently had spikes above that number since I was twelve #and no matter what she thinks having your heart go that fast when doing things isn't Good

[wynnyfryd]

Trailer Park Steve AU part 4

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

September

He doesn’t talk to the Munsons much. (Doesn’t talk to anyone, really, aside from his mom and Robin and that one older woman who keeps renting and returning Gone With The Wind as an excuse to leave her house.) He keeps his head down and his nose clean, doesn’t care to make friends with the neighbors; just wants to get by.

One day Eddie approaches their door, waving a gas bill that got mixed up in their mail, and Steve greets him pleasantly enough.

“Stab anyone today?”

“Eat glass, Harrington.”

So it goes.

Steve watches the world pass and the weather turn, lets the hours bleed into weeks and squeezes his eyes shut against the flashbacks when they threaten to overwhelm.

Things with his mom are weird.

They don’t really speak, preferring to shrug their way past each other with careful, tight-lipped nods, and his mom takes these pills the doctor gave her that keep her perfectly pleasant and calm. Silent. Physically present but not really here.

And he can’t imagine how it feels to be her: Florence Harrington, ripped from the comforts of the upper crust and left to rot in a tin can seven miles across town. She spends most of her time letting out weary little sighs as she swans from room to room, drifting like a shade on the banks of the River Styx. (He can make that reference now because Robin won’t shut up about mythology. “It’s so gay, Steve. The Greeks were literally so gay.”)

Anyway.

Shit’s weird with the kids, too. He still drives them around — lets them loiter at Family Video when it’s slow; hangs around when they need a ride to the arcade or the movies or the skating rink; and he’s still on the hook for ‘ice cream. for. life,’ so…

It’s just not the same.

Like. Not to be dramatic, but who the fuck is Steve Harrington without the house and the pool and the free-for-all fridge? Just some kid with a car and a bat and a punchable face. And he can barely afford to keep the car now, anyway, so pretty soon they won’t need him for that, either. They’ll learn to drive; they’ll get their own jobs. Maybe Lucas builds enough muscle to take over as the party tank.

Maybe it’s better if he shelfs himself now before they realize he’s become obsolete.

“Oh, my god, you’re being pathetic,” he groans to himself. His voice is muffled where he’s lying face down on the couch. Ridiculous behavior, because everything is fine; Steve is fine. In the grand scheme of things where there are monsters and melted corpses and all kinds of crazy, horrible shit?

Yeah.

He’s being obnoxious. It’s a lovely sunny Saturday afternoon with just the right Autumn breeze going — gentle but cool; long sleeve polo weather; his favorite kind — and he’s sitting inside throwing himself a pity party.

Fucking absurd.

…Five more minutes.

Just five more minutes, then he’s getting off this couch.

He gets to a minute and a half when he hears the crunch of tires against the gravel, the clanging of a little bell from the handlebar of a bike, and then:

“STEVE!!!”

And that’ll be Dustin, trying to bang the door off the hinges and piss off the whole park at the same time. Kid’s nothing if not a multitasker. Steve lets another aggrieved groan loose into the couch cushion.

His mom’s out with the car; the lights are all off. Maybe he can just play dead ‘til Dustin leaves? He loves the kid, he really does, but his left ear is full of static, and he just wants to fucking sleep. Or sulk. Or both.

“STEVEN CHRISTOPHER, I KNOW YOU’RE IN THERE.”

Jeeeeesus Christ. “Okay, chill,” Steve grumbles as he hauls himself upright and throws open the front door. His limbs feel like lead; there’s drool on his chin. “Wake the whole goddamn neighborhood, why don’t you?”

“It’s two in the afternoon.”

“Yeah, and half the people here work nights.”

“Oh-kayy,” Dustin drags out the word, “but you don’t.”

Ugh. Whatever. He’s not gonna be shamed by a toothless teenager for his depressing loser tendencies. “Did you need something?”

Steve scratches at his belly hair through his shirt, feels a muscle twinge in his shoulder and send a spark of nerve pain skittering up to the base of his skull.

Dustin either doesn’t notice or doesn’t care that Steve’s body is falling apart where he stands, because he just rolls his eyes and says, “Uh, yeah. I need to know why you’re avoiding everyone? Mom’s tried to invite you to dinner six times now.”

“I was working.”

“All six times?” Dustin glares. Steve feels a little pinned by it, feels guilt seeping through the cracks as he fidgets with his bad ear. This kid’s gonna be the scariest lawyer some day. “She’s worried.”

Goddammit.

Guilt squeezes hard behind his ribs; he knows Dustin uses his mom as a mouthpiece for the feelings he can’t express. “I’m fine,” he sighs, letting his eyes and voice go soft. “Honest.”

Dustin holds firm, gaze fierce and fists clenched. “Bullshit,” he insists.

“Man, don’t—”

“Bull. Shit.”

Suddenly, their impromptu interrogation gets interrupted by a crashing drum fill, a shriek of electric guitar as Munson’s van squeals into the lot. He’s blasting some melodramatic metal shit about wizards or whatever; Steve doesn’t know. He only knows that the skitter of nerve pain he felt is ramping up to a fullblown migraine now because this guy has to listen to his racket at full fucking volume, apparently, and isn’t this all just “fucking great.”

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part 5

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddie fic #trailer park steve au #steve can have a little depression as a treat #robin buckley #dustin henderson #claudia henderson #my writing #my fic

[ellecdc]

💰jingle jingle💰

how much for you to continue the barty shirt fic where they make it up to the tower and tell the marauders🤭

I'll give you this one for free but the rest will cost you

Barty Crouch Jr x potter!reader who tattles on Jegulus

CW: making fun of only children, siblings insulting one another, platonic Prongsfoot drama, no real angst - just chaos Continuation of this one shot

The trek from the Slytherin dungeons up the Gryffindor tower in a full sprint was unideal for even the most athletic and fit quidditch player in the castle; but if there was one thing a lifetime worth of living with James Potter and his pranking ways prepared you for, it was running.

Fortunately for you, this was not a universal experience and you were quickly able to leave Regulus and Barty well enough behind you.

You screamed the password at the Fat Lady who shrieked in fear when she saw you barrelling towards her causing her to open so quickly that the portrait thwacked against the stone walls and you all but dived into the common room. 

You stood up straight as your chest burned to survey the patrons of the common room only to find that the entire common room was already doing the same to you.

“Circe’s tits, Potter.” Lily said with a smirk. “You look like you were trying to outrun Peeves.”

Your smile turned devious as you continued panting. “Better.” You answered quickly, turning your sights towards your brother, Peter, Remus, and…

“Sirius!” You greeted as you speed-walked over to their sofas.

“Hey Trouble; get tired of the snakes?” Sirius teased as he moved a chess piece with an air of nonchalance.

You were eager to change that.

Before you could open your mouth, two Slytherin’s came spilling into the common room before the portrait had a chance to close behind them.

“I’m so glad you could join me for this.” You taunted Regulus who’s jaw tightened as he straightened himself up and shook Barty’s hand off his shoulder.

“Isn’t this a nice shirt, Siri?”

Sirius looked up at that as he considered your form. “Yeah, actually; that’s designer, right?”

You look down at it with a smirk when you heard Regulus whisper a cautionary, “Potter.”

“I’m not sure…it’s got a little crown on the sleeve.” You explained innocently.

Sirius’ eyebrows widened at that. “Shit. Yeah those are super expensive; but great quality and super soft. Great choice, Junior.”

“Thank you!” Barty accepted eagerly. “See Treasure? Black gets it.”

You smirked as you looked over at James who you could see by now was clearly sweating. “Right…but I actually stole this from Jamie’s trunk.”

James’ eyes shot to Regulus as yours moved back to Sirius who was staring at you bemusedly.

“That is not Prongs’ shirt, and didn’t Junior just admit it was his?”

“Nope.” Barty answered with a pop of the p. “I admitted buying it.”

“Why are you buying clothes for James?” Remus asked cautiously then, eyes darting nervously between your mischievous form, James’ anxious form, Regulus’ tense form, and Sirius’ confused form.

“Oh, I’d never buy clothes for that Potter.” Barty scoffed. “That shirt was Reggie’s birthday present last year.”

The sound of Peter’s hand slapping against his mouth as he stared at you all wide eyed was the only sound in the entire common room.

Remus was holding his book in front of his face like a shield as he watched the spectacle that was his friend group.

Finally, Lily let out a long suffering sigh. “Potter, you might want to take this chance to get a head start.”

“Right.” James agreed quickly as he took off towards the portrait hole, pausing as he passed Regulus, seeming to decide since he was already going to die tonight, he may as well go big or go home.

He paused long enough to pull Regulus into a searing kiss before ripping away from him and taking off out of the common room.

The room continued to sit silently as everyone digested what they just saw.

“Did we seriously lose both Potter’s to Slytherin’s?” Marlene asked finally, causing Regulus to scoff.

“Like you’ve got a leg to stand on here, McKinnon.”

“At least I’m not fucking my brother’s best friend!” She volleyed back, causing Sirius to let out a dramatic gagging sound.

“You lot really need to spend less time worrying about who your siblings are shagging.” Peter said with an air of finality.

“Thank you!” You and Regulus chorused, causing you to glare at one another.

“You’re taking this rather well, Pads.” Remus chuckled, tapping Sirius’ knee with his book as Sirius continued staring unseeingly at the portrait hole.

“Mhm.”

Remus and Peter exchanged a worried glance. “What are you waiting for?” Peter asked finally.

“James will get lonely when he realizes no one is chasing him.” He replied in monotone. “He’ll be back in a few.”

“Sirius, please be cool about this; I’m happy, alright?” Regulus sighed in exasperation.

Sirius’ eyes flit over to his younger brother as his brows furrowed. “Listen, am I particularly pleased about…this? No. But that’s not what I’m going to kill him for.”

“What are you going to kill him for?” You inquired, wondering if it was worth writing home to your parents about.

The second your sentence finished, James cautiously stepped back through the portrait hole to find the common room in much the same state as he’d left it.

Suddenly, Sirius stood from his spot on the sofa. “ALL THOSE TIMES YOU TOLD ME YOU WERE TOO BUSY TUTORING TO PRANK WITH ME, YOU WERE DITCHING ME FOR MY BROTHER!?”

The room collectively grimaced as they looked over at James. 

“Listen mate, it’s not what it looks like.” James pleaded, earning him a scoff from his best friend.

“It isn’t what it looks like!? Because the way it looks to me is that you lied, and you kepy secrets! You know, there was a point in this relationship that trust and honesty meant something!” Sirius shouted back.

“It does!” James offered quickly. “It does, Pads! Swear it!”

“Right, forgive me, but your word means nothing to me right now.” He spat as he went storming up towards their shared dorm, James quickly following behind.

“Please don’t shut me out like this; you’re still my other half!”

But the rest of the argument performance was silenced when the door to their room shut behind them.

“Well, Regulus.” Remus sighed with a tired smile. “Welcome to the family; our boyfriend’s are each other’s boyfriends, and this happens every three days.”

“Salazar’s fucking balls.” Regulus groaned as he threw his head back. “This is why I didn’t want it going public.”

“Oi!” You shouted as you lobbed a throw pillow at your new future brother-in-law. “If you’re going to love my brother, love him with your whole chest, coward!”

“You take that back.” He hissed at you.

“I’ll do no such thing.”

“I…I don’t know what to do…should…should we get a professor? What’s happening?” Barty started, looking around the Gryffindor common room with a look of panic on his face.

“Oh, relax, Junior. Your only child is showing.” Remus sighed as he pulled his book back out.

“Aren’t you an only child, Lupin?”

“Yup.” Remus responded as he turned a page of his book. “But I’ve lived in the same tower as the Potters for seven years, and dealt with Sirius and Regulus for the past two; you pick up a few things. Things like this-” he explained as he pointed towards you and Regulus who were still throwing insults back and forth. “Is what siblings call bonding.”

Lily chuckled as Marlene, Barty, Peter, and Remus watched as you called Regulus a “spoiled rotten toerag” to which he replied that “even listening to your voice made him feel like he was losing brain cells”.

“Siblings are weird.” Barty decided.

#marauders era #marauders au #marauders fanfiction #reader insert #self insert #barty gate #barty crouch junior #barty crouch jr #barty #slytherin skittles #the slytherin skittles #barty crouch jr imagine #barty crouch jr x reader #barty crouch jr x you #fluff #comedy #siblings #ellecdc fics

[semisgroupie]

BLIND JUSTICE

higuruma hiromi x fem. reader

wc: 3.1k

warnings: coercion, heavy dubcon, power imbalance, higuruma is so scummy here (sorry/not sorry), sex is used as a form of payment, oral sex (f!receiving), unprotected sex, rough sex, creampie, dacryphilia, choking, humiliation, spanking, office sex, dumbification, degradation, praise, overstimulation, reader is called and referred to as a toy

synopsis: don’t come to a high profile attorney without expecting to pay up

You never thought a split second decision could turn into something big like this.

After going through a horrible breakup, your best friend was there to comfort you. Yuuji tried his best to get you out of that dark hole you were in and jokingly brought up that you should trash your ex’s car. You lifted your head from the mess of pillows you were buried in and nodded. At first Yuuji thought you were joking since he was joking but the look of determination on your face told him otherwise.

You gathered a few cartons of eggs and Yuuji drove you to your ex’s house. You both got out of the car and started throwing the eggs, yolk and shells covering the freshly washed car. Then you took it upon yourself to start throwing the leftover eggs at his front door then you took it upon yourself to go over to the car and dug your key against the driver’s side door, leaving an ugly mark on the side. You wanted to slash a tire too but Yuuji ran over to pull you away when your ex opened the front door.

You and Yuuji had put the event in the back of your minds then you received a text from Yuuji stating that he had gotten arrested. When he was released from police custody he explained everything he knew. Your ex had called the police to report the incident and when your ex showed the police the footage from his doorbell camera, your ex only identified Yuuji. When Yuuji was getting interrogated he never identified you and now Yuuji was getting charged with vandalism and destruction of property. Two minor offenses but they somehow added up to 4 years in prison.

You had to do whatever you could to help your best friend, it was your fault that he got in trouble in the first place. The first thing you did was look up all local defense attorneys in your area then upon calling them and meeting them, you realized that they were all horrible. They didn’t offer any good advice so you had to do a deeper search. Then you found a news report about a defense attorney who was able to free three wrongfully accused people within a month’s time. You looked him up and immediately called his office to schedule a meeting.

When the day finally came, you were extremely nervous. Meeting a high profile attorney like him was extremely intimidating but you had to do it for Yuuji. You walked into the office and you were surprised by how modest it looked, you approached the receptionists desk and smiled. “Hello, I have a meeting with Mr. Higuruma.” She looked over the schedule and nodded before grabbing the phone to make the call and you went to sit down as you waited for him. Only a few minutes passed before you heard footsteps approaching, you craned your neck to see who was there and your eyes widened a little when you saw him.

There he was, Hiromi Higuruma and he was more attractive in person. The photos on the news articles you read definitely do him enough justice. “Hello Mr. Higuruma.” He smiled and stuck his hand out for you to shake it and stepped aside so you could get up. “It’s nice to meet you, you’re here for a consultation and some legal advice right? Just follow me to my office and we’ll get started.” You smoothed out your dress and adjusted your cardigan before following him to his office. His suit and shoes were extremely expensive, you didn’t know who designed it but just by looking at it, you knew it was a designer suit.

He held the door to his office open for you and let you walk inside first before he followed in and closed the door behind you. He walked over to his desk and sat down on his chair and reached into his desk to grab a notepad and pen. “Let’s start with the story and then we’ll proceed to the charges and take it from there.” You nodded and played with the hem of your dress as you spoke, explaining everything from beginning to end but when you were done, he had an unreadable expression on his face. It made you feel uneasy as he lifted his notepad again and tapped his pen against his chin. He set everything down and looked at you, “so you’re telling me, you came here to get my help for these petty crimes? You do understand the cases I normally handle right? You know, murders, mobsters and gangs, anything high profile. This is just something minor. You couldn’t get any other lawyer?”

You wanted a hole to open up beneath you and swallow you whole. You felt so embarrassed and so stupid but this was for Yuuji. “I tried to and they didn’t give me any good advice. I just really need your help, you’re amazing at what you do, you can help get the charges off.” He looked at you and leaned back against his chair, another unreadable expression on his face. “I know I’m amazing at what I do, there’s no need to remind me of that. But, do you understand what it means to have a successful, high profile attorney representing you?” You furrowed your eyebrows at his words, “of course, it means that you’ll give a challenge to the prosecutor in the case.”

“Wrong. It means that it’s going to cost you. Do you know how much my retainer fee is? No, let me ask you, what do you do for work?” Your mind was spinning and it felt like your heart was crumbling. “I’m a barista at a local coffee shop.” You mumbled your answer and your response ripped out a hearty laugh from Higuruma. You felt the blood in your body rush to your face and you forced yourself to look away from him. Once he finally caught his breath, he lifted a finger to wipe at his eyes.

“My apologies but this isn’t a case I can take on. You can’t even afford my help. What I recommend is that you come forward as the accomplice to what happened and I wish you the best of luck with whatever public defender they’ll slap onto your case, hopefully they’ll take care of your case. You know the way out, good luck.” He ripped the page from his notepad and crumpled it up while you sat there completely frozen. From everything you’ve seen, he portrayed himself as a hero, the voice for the voiceless, but he was just a money hungry asshole that was too drunk on power. He tossed the paper in the bin beside his desk and he looked over at you, raising an eyebrow. “Something wrong? Or is there something you want to say to me? If not then the door is right there.”

You didn’t know what you wanted to do, you wanted to curse him out, call him out for the scumbag he truly is but you couldn’t say anything. You thought back to why you came to him in the first place, for Yuuji, for your poor friend Yuuji who you sucked into this messy situation. “I’ll give you half of my check every week until I pay up everything that I owe you. I’ll give you what’s in my wallet now to start off a payment plan and then I’ll give you money every week.” He raised an eyebrow and tapped his fingers against his desk. “You seem pretty desperate to help out your friend but I can assure you that paying me every week will just lead to a lifetime of payments. Shit, I’ll probably die before you’re all paid up.” He chuckled at his poor excuse of a joke and leaned in, “but I can think of another way you can pay me off. But tell me this first, are you willing to do anything to help your friend?”

You didn’t think twice before responding, “yes, of course I’ll do whatever I can.” A smirk grew on his face at your words and he nodded. “Get up and lock the door then come over to my side of the desk.” A wave of confusion washed over you as he made his demands but still, you got up and did as he told you. You locked the door and made your way over to his side of the desk, he turned his chair so he could look at you and lifted a hand to point at your cardigan, “off.” Your eyebrows furrowed again at his new command. “What?”

He pinched the bridge of his nose and looked at you, “I said, take the cardigan off. You said you’ll do anything to help your friend so I’m telling you what to do. If you don’t want my help then you can leave. It won’t make a difference to me.” He shrugged and threw one leg over the other as he looked at you, awaiting your next move. You chewed on your bottom lip as you hesitated but you still took your cardigan off, letting it hit the ground. “Good girl, the dress next.” Your breath hitched but you complied, you pulled the straps of your dress down your arms then your dress followed your cardigan on the floor.

There you stood in front of him, wearing only a bra and your panties. You felt shameful of your current situation. It was beyond embarrassing. He lifted a hand up and moved his index finger in a circle. “Turn for me and do it slowly.” You took a step forward and kicked your dress to the side then did a slow turn for him, you felt his eyes burn holes into your skin as you turned them you faced him again.

“Good, you have a very beautiful body. Curves in all the right places, such soft skin, and I can already sense there’s a wet spot in your panties. Take off your bra and sit on top of my desk.” He cleared off some of the paperwork on his desk and you took off your bra and set it down before sitting atop his desk. He moved in front of you and spread your legs, he was right there was a small wet spot on your panties that was starting to grow. “Actually, hop off my desk and bend over it, that’s how I want to have you.” He moved his chair back so you could get off and you bent over his desk, a wave of heat went over your body and settled in the pit of your stomach. He moved behind you and his hands started to grope your thighs before moving to your ass, massaging the soft flesh before bringing one of his hands down to spank you. You jumped and yelped as he spanked you and you looked back at him.

“Do you have something to say to me?” He raised an eyebrow and you shook your head as you faced away from him. “Good.” He hooked two of his fingers under your panties and pulled them to the side, strings of arousal cling to the soft cotton and he licked his lips at the sight.

“I think this is one of the prettiest pussies I’ve ever seen. So messy too. It’s a good thing that I hate messes in my office, let me clean you up.” He brought both hands to your ass and brought his thumbs to your lips to spread you open before leaning in close. He inspected your pussy, watching how your entrance clenched around nothing and how your clit twitched as he breathed through his nose. He got closer and opened his mouth, running his tongue along your folds until he reached your entrance. He probed the tip of his tongue into you and pulled it out, letting out a groan. “You taste as sweet as you smell. It must be my lucky day.”

He dove back in, he focused on sucking on your clit while his nose brushed against your entrance, getting your juices smeared on it. He groaned against your pussy and gripped your ass tighter as he ate you out like a man starved. Your toes curled and you clamped one hand over your mouth to try to muffle yourself. Wet smacks and groans along with your muffled cries filled the office. It all felt so good, you had never been eaten out like this before, not with such vigor. He brought his tongue up from your clit to your entrance and dipped his tongue inside once more before pulling away completely.

“What a sweet appetizer, now let’s get to the main course.” He stood behind you and pulled his cock out of his pants, you turned to look at his cock and your eyes widened. His cock was about average in length but whatever he missed out on with length, he made up for in girth. You’ve never seen a cock that thick and fat before and you salivated at the sight. He brought one hand to his mouth to spit on it then brought it down to smear the spit all over his cock before he lined himself with your entrance. He took his bottom lip between his teeth and let out a guttural groan as he pushed into you. You gasped at the stretch and dropped your cheek against the cold wood of his desk. He gripped your hips tightly as he continued to push into you. His self control was wearing thin the more he stretched you out, he wanted to take it easy on you.

But then it struck him. There was no need for him to be easy on you, your body became his payment so he could use it however he wanted. He gripped your hips tighter, tight enough to bruise them as he slammed the rest of his cock into you. The air was knocked out of you and you slapped your hand against your mouth to muffle the cry that threatened to escape as you came undone around his cock. He kept your hips pressed against the desk as he drilled into you, using you like you were a cheap whore. His cock hit your sweet spot over and over with precision and your legs shook. He moved one hand from your hip and brought it down to your ass, spanking you hard. Heat radiated from where his hand landed and it made you clench around him tighter.

He threw his head back and repeated the action, over and over again until the skin was hot to the touch. You kept your hand clamped over your mouth to muffle yourself and tears brimmed your eyes. You felt amazing around his cock but it wasn’t enough for him, he wanted to hear you as he ruined you. He moved his hands from your body and gripped your wrist and pulled it behind your back with one hand then used his other hand to wrap it around your neck and pulled you back to force you to arch your back. The new position made it feel like he was deeper inside you and your mouth fell open. With this position he regained his control over you.

He leaned in close to your ear. “You don’t get to muffle yourself from me. You’re my toy and I’m going to hear every single sound you’re going to make besides this sloppy cunt.” You nodded and moved your free hand down to try to grab something on his desk so you could ground yourself. He squeezed the sides of your throat as he started slamming into you again, his hips smacked against your ass and cries of his name left your lips. “Mr. Higuruma! Please! It’s too much! Too good!” Your cockdrunk babbles just spurred him on as he continued to pound into you, it was as if each babble that left your lips just released a more feral beast within him.

“I know it is, just keep taking it. Let that little brain of yours get all fuzzy, let it just leak out of this pussy. You don’t need to think with me, just feel.” He kept his grip on your throat and moved his other hand from your wrist down to your clit, rubbing the swollen bundle of nerves. “As extra payment for wasting my time today, you’re going to take my cum inside of you. You’ll get to hold it inside you for the rest of the day. But this won’t be it, you’ll need to keep coming back for more payments until I’m satisfied. Maybe I’ll even hire you as my personal assistant, I’ll get to use you whenever and as much as I want then. I think I’ll do that too.” You barely understood what he was saying as he continued to pound into you. Your mind was solely focused on the building orgasm that was burning the pit of your stomach.

You let out another cry of his name and your body shook and trembled against his as he fucked you through your orgasm. He thrusted a few more times before he released inside you. Warmth filled you and spread through the rest of your body as he emptied himself into you. He released your neck and helped you down onto the desk, letting you catch your breath while he caught his. After a few moments he slowly pulled out of you and reached over to grab a napkin to clean up some of the cum that leaked out of you. He tucked himself back into his pants and bent down to grab your clothes.

Once you caught your breath he helped you get dressed and helped you fix yourself. You stood up on wobbly legs and he sat back down on his chair. “Before you leave, hand me your panties. I’ll keep them. Also, I’m going to take on your friend’s case. It pains me to see the youth get tangled in the justice system over stupid mistakes. When you have the chance send me his contact information and I’ll see you next week around the same time. One session of this isn’t enough payment.” He stuck his hand out, open with the palm up and you took your panties off, placing them in his hand.

You pressed your thighs together to prevent the cum inside you from leaking out but you knew it would happen otherwise. “Thank you, Mr. Higuruma.” You muttered your thanks and went to his door, unlocking it and twisting the knob. “Also, call me Hiromi. We’re going to work closely from here on out so let’s get rid of any formalities.” You opened the door and walked out, you just signed yourself away to the devil but in a way, you oddly enjoyed it.

taglist: @blueparadis @sunarc @kirishimasfiance @blondeboyfriend @suyacho @watyousayin @benkeibear @satmitsuplanet @milfguel @kaedeakeshisworld

#jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #higuruma smut #hiromi higuruma smut #tw:unprotected sex #tw:creampie #tw:dacryphilia #tw:dubcon #tw:coercion

[neoballsucker]

𝑂𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑠

Genre : the neighbors nextdoor

Pair : dilf! jaehyun x fem!reader

Waring : smut , unprotected sex , jaehyun is a father , mentions and usage of alcohol, anal sex , jaehyun is older than he actually is (in his 30s) , legal age gap, non-con (?)

Summary : jaehyun is your neighbor rich handsome and a gentleman but he has a daughter from his ex-girlfriend who cheated on him

W.C : 1.5K

A/N : something quick for jae's birthday (ik I'm late 👎👎)

You've been looking for a job beside college since you moved out to a farther place for your college , you look online and in stores and cafés , you got to know your neighbors, they were all nice and lovely, you also introduced yourself to your next door neighbor jaehyun, he was handsome, respectful , you also heard he used to be married or he always bring girls to his house but he looked the opposite, he looked like a quiet person and calm , his voice was kind of Deep and smooth as well , he told you he owns a company, so you asked if he had any job for undergraduate students, but unfortunately he doesn't, but that's not really important,you then discovered he has a daughter from his ex girlfriend and they left eachother because she was cheating on him ,but they keep in touch just for the poor little girl, it wasn't your business or anything , few days passed and you finally found a job in a café near your house,it didn't pay too much but it was good for a part time job, It was until Jaehyun texted you one day

“Hey y/n”

“Oh hey jaehyun !!”

“Are you still available for work”

“It's just my ex girlfriend traveled due to work and left Yoon with me and I need someone to take care of her”

“Ahh yeah sure , when will your ex-girlfriend come back?”

“After two weeks”

“Don't worry I'll pay you”

“it’s okay you don't have to”

“We can meet at my house and discuss everything. Is that okay with you y/n?”

“Yeah, sure then see you later”

That's how the conversation ended between you two , the day passed , and the next day he invites you to his house, you wear something simple and proper at the same time and put on some makeup and do your hair,you go to his house and knock the door gently,he opens the door his figure was slightly bigger and taller than you

“Oh hi y/n come in” he smiles softly making his dimples appear ,his hair was brown and fluffy he just looked perfect, you smile back at him and gets in the house,it was tidy and clean also so good, there were also some toys you assumed it belongs to his daughter

“Take a seat please” he said after leading you to the living room, you sit on one of the many chairs In Front of you

“So basically you will be here everyday except the weekends , also my schedule is flexible so I don't have specific time to come back home , so don't mind if I came too late”

“No it's okay I'll make sure to take care of her”

“Thank you so much y/n , I really appreciate your help, how much money would you like to get?”

“It'll be for free for a special customer” you chuckle and wink , he smiles and nods

“Fine fine but I'll for sure take you out for dinner once I'm free”

“You don't have to seriously, you have job and her mom is not available, it's okay”

“You sure y/n? You know kids can be tiring sometimes”

“It's okay jaehyun, it's not that much to worry about” of course he was a busy man with responsibilities and well…a child, how can a man like him be in his mid 30s it was shocking how can such a sweet man like be that old some of your friends told you to go after him since he's rich but isn't he too old for you? You usually don't like taking care of children but Yoon was surprisingly a really calm and quiet child just like her dad, jaehyun told she is quiet but can be playful sometimes, she only plays with her toys eat and sleep or watch the TV and sleep , the days passed really quickly surprisingly , jaehyun sometimes comes home early or too late , he can be drunk sometimes,you help him go to bed and make sure yoon is sleeping and then leave the house , this is how it went until yoon’s mom came and took her , jaehyun thanked you and insisted on paying you 1000 dollars, you found it too much but he said it was his first and only daughter it's never too much , you noticed that jaehyun likes to spoil his daughter, her branded clothes and her decorated room and how he gets her everything and anything she wants, food , candy and toys , yoon also adores her dad so much , you notice how happy she gets when she sees her dad , their relationship was so warm and good , you kept working at the café and drowning in college and project and essays you didn't have time for yourself , valentine was soon coming , but who are you celebrating it with? No one you were planning on staying home and just sleep or something,but you remembered that Yoon told you that her dad's birthday was on valentine's day, so you decided to give him a small gift, you didn't know jaehyun really well, so you decided to get him a perfume and maybe cake as well, you went to a bakery near college after you finished classes and got a small cake and went to a near gift shop and got him a gift card and a perfume, you then go home and prepare everything for him, you then go to his house and knock on the door , nobody opens so you decide to leave it In Front of the door , his house wasn't that big you can hear footsteps and some noises, you can't tell where is it from , you can hear some moans , when you realized you can feel yourself getting embarrassed by it and immediately go to your house , days passed since the coincidence , you and jaehyun didn't really talk since you were busy studying and working, jaehyun on the other hand didn't even have time to hang out with his daughter, the work increase more and it became hard to even have a break at home, he was at his office for nearly 24 hours, finally summer vacation comes after hard work and exhaustion,it was all worth it after all , you were finally able to have some fun and discover the city that you're in even more now, you had some fun , you were also able to visit your parents for few weeks, and then returned to your house, you rest in your house and one day you decide to go on a walk around the neighborhood, it was kinda refreshing to go around the place , you suddenly run by jaehyun

“Oh hi y/n”

“Oh hi jaehyun, how have you been doing” you smiled and then remembered what happened a while ago , you panicked slightly but you tried to not make it obvious

“Oh I'm okay, also thank you for the gift on my birthday, I really appreciate it” he smiles softly and gosh these dimples of his , made you melt

“Oh it's nothing much” you smile , shaking your head

“I should treat you , are you free right now? Maybe I'll take you out for dinner.” He obviously just came from his job , he also looked really exhausted and tired

“Maybe next time? You kinda look tired today.” You say with a slightly worried tone

“No no ,I insist!!” he says with slight sarcasm

you sigh and accept his invitation, you were hesitant at the beginning but you tried to keep calm , you go to your house and get ready, wearing a simple dress and high heels, since he told you it will be in a fancy kind of restaurant, , he took you in his car, it looked expensive and clean ,he also looked wonderful and handsome , you finally to the restaurant and order the fokd , you would be lying if you said that the food is not good , it was amazing, everything was amazing, jaehyun was jaw dropping and such a gentleman , he took you to his house suggesting to drink together, you get drunk and things took a turn and all you know is him thrusting his hips while kissing your neck and you moaning and screaming for more , you can't even remember how did you end up like that but you don't want it to end anyways , the sounds of the fraction between your bodies, your moans and his heavy breaths , your vision is blurry , tears about to fall out your eyes , you can hear him groan in a low unaudioble voice. You were at the edge of collapsing due to overstimulation , you felt your release is soon.

“I-i'm gonna-”you couldn't even finish the sentence and felt your release, close your eyes and bite your lips

“You look so beautiful all fucked under gosh” he smirks and keep thrusting inside you until you felt his warm seeds inside you, he falls next to you , looking at you with his brown semi closed eyes and kisses your lips , and you two end up sleeping next to eachother

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[tonixe]

Hiya babes hope you’re doing well I’ve had this idea for a young Coriolanus Snow where he’s fresh into his presidency and runs into a maid in his room putting his clothes away. He thinks it’s just some avox but it turns out to be and old classmate (she was in the grade a year younger than but he’d seen her passing in the halls and she came from quite a respectable lineage). He becomes infatuated by her and why she’s working for him and not living some life of luxury, it becomes months worth of cat and mouse where Coryo tries to buy her love with gifts and she tries to stay strong. But finally she gives in and they start an affair (he isn’t married it’s just he wouldn’t want to be caught dead having a relationship with a servant girl). Normal he just tells her he wants to see her and that night they do an assortment of nefarious things, but one night he asked her to say instead of kicking her out like he usually does. She thrown off by this and after a little hesitancy she agrees.

So that’s all I really have feel free to make the rest up, but also don’t feel obligated to write about this it’s just something that’s come to my mind. I didn’t mean for this to be so long sorry. Love you loads hope you have the best of days and I hope you’ll find inspiration from this prompt. Okay kisses and hugs this is me signing off.

— Dirty little secret

WARNING: Unprotected sex, implied mudpie, fingering, implied affair, groping.

PAIRING: President!Coriolanus Snow x maid!reader

WORD COUNTER: 1.8k

Days for Coriolanus seemed to tick on longer than he bargained after getting elected and inaugurated to the office of Panem. Being the President of Panem wasn't a joke, nor did it have any time to just sit around, he was a busy man with a country behind him and leading the future of his people and generations. It was tiring for him, sometimes he would just accidentally sleep in his office rather than go to his bedroom. After piles of documents and papers were placed on his desk, finding more time to complete them if he locked himself away in his office.

On top of that, he had to make speeches and host future events. He just didn't have any time for self-pleasure with all the work on his desk, but he was dutiful and a studious worker. He did his usual routine after finalizing some paperwork and handing it off to his secretary to press. Dragging his feet against the delicate and pleasant tiles, tiredness drowned his vision, as he opened the door of his chamber spotting a dainty maid in his room. Your eyes widen at the sight of the President in front of you, immediately bowing down, before lifting your head slightly up. "Mr. President, I was just delivering your clothes" You curtsy at him, Coriolanus originally thought you were just an avox until you spoke, but now a mere maid hired by his secretary but once he got a glimpse of your face, a flash of simple memory ran through his mind. You started taking steps away from him trying to get away from the brewing tension, "Stop" You turned your body to him, looking at him with your full attention.

The sounds of the heel of his shoes on the bedroom flooring, feeling his soft hands on your jaw, slowly lifting your head up, taking in the scene of you. You held your breath as he simply inspected you, feeling your heart pumping against your chest. His azure eyes stared into your own, for a moment..before he withdrew his hands away from you. "You may go" he finished, you watched as he turned his body away from you before you scurried out of the bedroom.

But Coriolanus couldn't help but look back at you as you ran away, the sense of familiarity when he saw you was haunting his head. He pondered about it, putting his hand underneath his chin as he thought about you. The passing days were just Coriolanus watching you as you worked around the manor, his eyes never leaving your form. He managed to gather some information on you, by looking through your files, after all, he is the President of Panem it's his job to know everything, right?

His hands flipped through the dainty white pages, your headshot on the first page as he read through the private information, finding out that you were from Capitol blood, and ended up in the depths of middle class maybe even lower instead of luxury. Curiosity filled his mind about you, questions flowing through his mind with no answer to them. "What really are you..Y/N" he whispered under his breath, examining the photo of you. Most of these days were now mostly spent with him staring at you doing chores around the household, hanging up laundry, washing clothes, and cleaning the floors.

He likes how you laugh and smile when talking to your co-workers while you work. Every time he sees your smile, it makes some of his problems melt away, if he is stressed, he completely forgets what he was stressed about. He would purposely order you to his room to clean or arrange something in his office. Over a few months passing, he would continue asking for you, so adding little gifts and necklaces. For you, it was a surprise, certainly. Who expects the President of Panem to gift a simple maid a luxurious, expensive necklace, priced at a high price, more than you get paid. So you would send them off, at first you were confused thinking it was a mistake he sent the luxurious package to you, then it was sent back to you, this time a different gift, more beautiful and elegant. So you sent it back again, he began to be more curious and furious why you didn't keep and accept the gifts he sent, were they too ugly, an eyesore or indifferent to you.

So he orders you to his room...

It was the middle of the night, being pulled out of the servant quarters by the headmistress, ordering you to serve Coriolanus, and you obeyed. Your body is still engulfed in your flimsy nightgown and your flats on the floor of the manor, as you walk down the hallways. You opened the door to Coriolanus still in his attire, leaning on the bedframe. His eyes darted at you. "Mr. President, you requested of me" You held your hands together, looking him in the eyes. You hear his footsteps inching closer to you, his hands on his hips, "Do you hate them?" he asked, his eyes never leaving your frame, cocking your eyebrow, confused about what he was asking you.

"Hate, what, Sir?" you questioned, "The gifts" he walked closer to you, "Do you hate them, Y/N?" he looked at you, his eyes attentively staring at your own e/c. You felt sweat pending up on the palm of your hand as you began to clear your throat, "No—I just thought you sent them by mistake, sir" You said, you looked away from him, feeling flustered at how close he was to you. 'Y/n, do you think I'm an idiot to send something three things to the same person?" He gently lifted up your chin, making direct eye contact with you. "N-no, sir!" You exclaimed, "Then why, my sweet dove?' he questioned, "What have I done to deserve them" You mumbled,

"Every time I saw you, you have been pulling the strings to my heart..." He whispered, his deep voice resonating through your body, sending chills down your spine, you were hesitant to respond to him. The few moments of silence were unbearable, it felt like his eyes were tracking your every move. "Would it, not be improper for you to date a servant woman like me?" You murmur, and he immediately takes your face into his hands, "I will trade all of Panem just to have you in my arms" You parted your lips, staring at him in shock. Before he took your lips, kissing you. His hands touched against your skin, making you whine, his fingers slowly taking off the strings of your sheer nightgown. Immediately the cold air hits your bare skin making you moan, his hand trailing against your sides. He withdrew from your lips, his eyes clouded with lust, his pupils dilated. "W-we can't", looking away from him in embarrassment, trying to cover yourself up from his gaze.

He picked you up by your thighs, immediately putting your arms around his neck. He carried you towards the bed, dropping you onto the mattress, you instantly tried to cover yourself until he ripped your hands away as he stared at you beneath him. He took off your panties, slowly, his eyes staring at your slick coating your panties off, making you flustered. He started taking off his belt, you watched as he took his trousers off along with his boxers. His length springs out, pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock, feeling yourself getting wet underneath him. His eyes were heavy with lust, impatiently to have you, taste you, and fuck you.

He slowly inserts himself into you, a moan being ripped out of your throat, holding him by his biceps. "Itis' too big" you groaned. You tried to adjust yourself around his cock, you bit the bottom of your lip simmering the pain. Before he started moving, his pelvis smacked into your cunt as your breast bounced in impact.

You pushed your head back in pleasure as he forced himself into you, he groaned into your ear. "You're taking me so well, dove" he whispered, kissing your collarbone. The sound of wet skin clapping resonating around the bedroom, his hands moving around your body, rubbing the nipples of your breast, moaning in response. "Your so warm" he groaned, moving his hips against you, you felt yourself inching near your release.

He place your leg onto his shoulder, moving your body to the side as he thrusted inside, feeling his cock deeper inside you.

His hand groped your breast, abusing your nipples as he plunged into you deeper. Before feeling yourself coming undone, squeezing down on his cock. "Fuck" he groaned, pushing himself into you. His fingers trailing down onto your pelvis, he rubbed your clit, making you whine. Breathy moans echoed from your lips, and you looked through your lashes at him. Your walls massaging his cock, his thrust getting faster and into an animalistic pace.

His groans became frantic, as he fucked himself into you, before he pulled out and cummed onto your stomach, the white sticky load coating your body. Feeling your legs shaking, and your chest heaving. Staring at him, tiredness in your eyes.

"You did so good, dove," he said, kissing the corner of your neck.

Soon this moment happened time and time again, mostly during the nights when everyone was gone or sleeping away. He would call for you, knowing what would happen at the end of every night, you on his bed either coated with his cum or filled with it. Usually leaving before anyone can get suspicious of you and Coriolanus. Always wearing a nightgown, Coriolanus purchase for you. Looking into the mirror with the rich, satin fabric on your body, hugging your curves and bosom.

He would surprise you with special things mostly material things but you were grateful for them.

He would buy luxurious lingerie and jewelry for you. You were getting ready to meet Coriolanus as he called for you again, wearing the special red lingerie underneath nightgown, you obeyed. Walking down to his chambers, in the end, the precious lingerie was ripped and your nightgown on the floor stained with cum. His hands on your waist as he thrusted into you, he was close and you were already done and tired. His hands explored you, before he spilled himself into you. Pulling himself out of you, your legs were shaking, holding yourself up. Feeling him leaving a kiss on your cheek, he put himself into his pants.

You walked towards your discarded nightgown, taking ahold of the material, and slipping it on. There was a moment of silence between you and Coriolanus. Getting yourself busy, fixing the fabric of the nightgown, pulling it down carefully.

"Wait, Y/N" you turned around at him, "Yes, Corio" you responded, he loved it when you used that nickname with him, he walked forward to you, "Stay" he paused for a minute, "Stay with me for the night" He finishes, your eyes slightly widen. "What if, we were caught?" You whispered, "Nobody could come in without my permission, Y/N" he pushed a strand of your loose hair over your ear, "Just stay" he whispered, his hands trailing down to your waist, rubbing them in reassurance. You cleared your throat, putting your hands on his chest, and parting your lips.

"Alright—I will..."

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[liyahin4k]

𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞

(𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐆 𝐗 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌)

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐘: reader spends to much time on the team and not enough time on herself.

Laughter field the room as kk ran away from nika after pulling a prank on her during practice . “So you free tonight” Paige asked sitting next to you as the laughter quiet down and everyone got back to practice.

“We’re all going out tonight for drinks just to chill” she added you nodded thinking to yourself. Tonight was going to be your night to rest,you haven’t really been able to due to work this season was a little rough on you.

You know you were over working yourself but you didn’t let that stop you from taking care of your girls.they we’re family to you,crazy but still family. “Y-yeah sure what time” you hesitated looking at the time “around 10” she answered it was already 8 only giving you a hour to yourself.

“Ok,I’ll see you there” you softly smiled picking up your bag “hey,what’s wrong” she asked noticing your reaction “nothing,just a little tired” you sighed “you don’t have to go if you don’t want to” she told you.

“No,no I’m fine besides I need a drink or two” you smiled as Paige walked with you to the parking lot “you sure” she asked “uhm” you nodded. She could tell you were lying she and the team noticed how much time you’ve been spending on your work.

What she had noticed how pale you looked she wanted to ask you if you were ok but she didn’t wanted to be pushy “alright then”

Music field your ears as you sat alone at the bar as the rest of the girls were doing there own thing.you sighed rubbing your eyes exhausted, “you good” Paige asked walking next to you taking a seat “yeah,I’m fine” you sighed “you know you can talk to us right” she softly looked at you she how tired you looked.

You turned to her,giving her a soft smile you took her hand in yours rubbing it “I’m fine..I promise” you smiled “but I should go big day tomorrow” you said before downing the rest of your drink. You tried to get up but when you did you stumbled almost falling but before you could Paige caught you “woah maybe you shouldn’t be driving,how many drinks have you had” she asked wrapping her arm around your waist and her other grabbing your things.

“Only one” you mumbled,you wasn’t lying that was your only drink and drinking on a empty stomach wasn’t the best idea “you sure about that light weight” she chuckled walking both of you out the club to her car.

“Your a good friend you know that” you mumble looking her in the eyes as she unlocked the car “so I’ve heard” she chuckled helping you into the car a putting your seat belt on.

You woke up with a sigh feeling drained you slowly mad your way up grabbing your phone. Your eyes widened realizing what time it was you were 30 minutes late to the teams game “SHIT” you quickly got up as you called geno “hey were are you” he answered.

“On my way,I’m so sorry I slept in” you rushed out slipping on a pear of jeans and a knew shirt “no problem,drive safely” he told you before ending the call.you ran to your bath to brush your teeth and fix your hair trying to look somewhat decent.

Finishing your makeup you quickly walked towards your front door grabbing your bag and leaving not having any time to grab anything to eat.

“Hey what I miss” you said out of breath as you stood next to geno finally making it “the hell happened to you” he asked watching you breathe heavily you rolled your eyes sitting down as you began to feel a little dizzy.

“Nothing” you mumbled trying to catch your breath “what I miss” you asked again ignoring the look on his face.

“Nothing much” she sighed sitting next to you “you sure you’re ok” he asked “yeah” you looked away not wanting to see the look on his face



A couple minutes had passed when a break was called. You were zoned out when Paige walked up to your breathing hard “you made it” she smiled “what” you looked up snapping out of it. She frown “you good” she asked “y-yeah” you got up but way to fast the dizziness hit you again making you fall but before you could hit the floor Paige caught you.

Paige/3rd pov

Her eyes widened as she caught you,slowly laying you down everyone ran towards you too after seeing what happened.

“What happened” geno asked kneeling next to you “I-i don’t know,she said she was fine” Paige mumbled still in shock. The medic had ran out and was know by your side checking your pulse “you should get her to a hospital” he suggested feeling that your pulse was pretty low.

“W-why is she ok” kk spoke up “hopefully” he told her “I’ll take her,you all stay hear and finish this up” geno ordered “what no way,or you crazy” everyone yelled “end of discussion go” he shouted back getting help for the medic taking you to his car.



They had all did as told but the minute the game was over they all went to the hospital. “We’re is she” Paige asked “she’s resting” geno answered “is she ok” kk asked “what happened” ice asked. They all started asking questions after questions.

“OK,ok, she fine the doctors said that she needs rest” he told them “why what wrong with her” Paige asked. With a sigh geno answered “they said that her body it under a lot of stress and there hasn’t been any food in her system in the past two days.

They were all quiet talking it all in “so she ok though right” nika asked “yeah she gonna be ok right” kk asked.

“Yea she just needs rest,and she gonna be on bed rest for about a week” geno sighed sitting down “can we see her” Paige asked “yeah but only one-“ before geno could finish she walked in your room closing the door behind you.

She slowly walked next to your bed as you slept and sat in the chair next to your bed taking you hand in hers.

Your/3rd pov

Your eyes slowly open you frown looking around “hey pretty girl” you looked too your side and saw Paige “what happened” you asked “you fainted,the doctors said you haven’t been eating and you’ve been stressed..why didn’t you tell us” she whispered looking you in the eye.

You sighed leaning back “I thought I had in my control”. “You don’t have to do this alone,we’re here to help” Paige told you.

“Yeah..I know” you looked down “promise me when you get out of here you’ll take care of yourself” she asked “Paige-“ “promise me” she cut you off.

“I promise” you softly smiled.



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[dreaming-of-lu]

A thought that I shared with a couple of mutuals, cause I cannot shut up about Stardew Valley right now. Imma mix mash my favs together and make y'all spiral with me.

You, the only beloved grandchild of your grandfather, was given a letter by your grandfather who was on his last leg, filled with information regarding his left behind farm and cottage in your name. He told you when the day comes that when you've grown tired of the city and yearn for a life free from the shackles of the ever growing demand of corporates and nonstop hustle bustle. The farm and cottage will be waiting until you are ready. Years passed and of course, you become tired, exactly what your grandfather told you would. With no thoughts to spare to the city you left behind and little clothes on your back. Quitting your job, you head towards Pelican Town.

The mayor was friendly, save for the carpenter that definitely made you laugh until she made a jab at your grandfather's cottage. While you could agree, since it's honestly not much, yet you'll make do with what you got for now and add things on later. However, the slight pang went through your heart at the disrespect she gave to him. Before the mayor could set off, he highly encouraged you to introduce yourself to the entire town. He then goes over with you about the shipping container, what to put in there while handing you a sack filled with parsnip seeds. He also gestures to the tools he was able to get you that were sitting on the porch, with a wordless pat of good luck, he sets off down the road back to the town.

MEET OUR BACHELORS

First: Single (Bachelor)

Meeting First was quite quick since the man was known to be busy and quite on the run to get things done before heading back to the adventurer's guild that his great uncle runs. He was short in his greetings to you and apologized swiftly that he had to be somewhere.

It may not seem like it, but this man is definitely a poet with words. Chivalrous, that had his great uncle playfully rolling his eyes at his nephew.

Yet there's something underlying mysterious about him that drew you in to him. Perhaps you should gift him things and get to know him a little more better!

Sky: Single (Bachelor)

The eldest son of the carpenter! He lives down southeast of Lon Lon Ranch. He's the absolute sweetest person you've ever met in your entire life. The bright smile on his sleepy face had you mentally cooing at him.

He carves, paints, builds little bird houses just like what his mother use to do. He definitely decorates his home each time the season changes, it's so damn adorable.

He's single due to a breakup that did not end on good terms unfortunately. While he still respect her, however, there are things that were said that ended up hurting the other.

Four: Single (Bachelor)

The grandson of the blacksmith. He was working behind the counter when your fresh face entered the shop. Obviously, a little put off since not many people tend to flock to Pelican Town. He's a bit shy yet he makes small talk just to get to know you better. Until his grandfather emerged and the look on his face had him laughing.

Yeah, he ain't laughing anymore when his grandfather told him 'that's the kid you used to play with all the time when you were younger.'

He takes the tools you got and upgrades them or process the geodes that you tend to bring in.

Time: Single (Bachelor)

The working left hand man of Lon Lon Ranch. This man scared the absolute shit out of you when he showed up on your front porch that morning. To open a door to a towering, one eye, scarred man was not on your bingo card of shit you witness while living here.

He was straight to the point of who to come to when buying animals whenever you get your barn and coop up n going.

He's someone you want to be careful around, an anger you do not want aimed towards you. That mask you saw sitting on his belt felt ominous. He's hard to get warm up to.

Twilight: Single (Bachelor)

You were just planting the parsnip seeds when you heard a bark come from behind you and yelling from someone telling to 'Come back!' A black and white dog ran up on your porch with its tail wagging a mile a minute. A cute dirty blonde haired male came jogging up with an exasperated look before realizing you were the new farmer there.

He was embarrassed yet quickly introduced himself. The adopted son of Uli and Rusl's, the older brother to Colin and his soon to be born little sister. He also works at Lon Lon Ranch.

He's hiding something.

Hyrule: Single (Bachelor)

The doctor of the town. A shy sweetheart that introduced himself to you after you came in due to an already early incident on the farm. He scolds you gently for doing something stupid and rash.

May or may not have told you one day that he wasn't getting enough patients which affected his pay heavily.

Man has unprocessed trauma.

Wild: Single (Bachelor)

He runs the saloon, all by himself, save for his friend Flora does tend to come help him to keep things smooth and sailing when it gets packed. He was friendly enough to introduce himself to you when seeing you pass him on your way to Ravio's General Store.

He def encouraged you to take a load off once and awhile to relax in his Saloon.

He doesn't remember his old life, it seems like he doesn't want to either way.

Warriors: Single (Bachelor)

The older brother to Wind and Aryll. House is on the beach and he's dramatic as hell yet he comes in later on year 2 of your life on the farm. He introduced himself first thing in the morning and he's a bit stiff about it.

He's the only soldier(?) in Pelican Town and ties to the city, he seems so tired and run down honestly.

He's doing his absolute best to raise Wind and Aryll after the funeral of their grandmother.

Legend: Single (Bachelor)

The lone wizard that "summoned" you to his tower to gift you the language of the Junimos. Just to be able to easily translate the language and to fix up the community center.

His sassy attitude def threw you off yet he's standoffish. Only asking you of things he needed from the mines.

He seems to be mourning something.

Ravio: Single???

The owner of Ravio's General Store. The sight of his bunny ear hat sat upon his head was the first thing that caught your eyes. His eagerness to greet you while showing you the package of seeds he was given, showing off the wares he gotten.

The sight of his broken heart made yours clench when one of the workers of Joja mart came in and declared loudly that things were on sale for 50% off. He's trying his best, but the income is needed.

Is finding ways to take down Joja Mart

-TO BACHELORETTES (To be added at some point-

#linked universe x reader #.bea's writing #lu x reader #linkeduniverse x reader #linked universe #link x reader #lu time x reader #lu first x reader #lu legend x reader #lu sky x reader #lu four x reader #lu twilight x reader #lu warriors x reader #lu wild x reader #lu hyrule x reader #ravio x reader #loz x reader #loz link x reader

[coldfanbou]

Dressing Up For Darling

Alright, well, here we go with this one. Sunmi is definitely softer than Hwasa was in the last fic I wrote. A little bit of cosplay for the tired idol.

Length 1.9K

Sunmi x F reader

Making her way home from a rough practice session, Sunmi just wanted to rest. She was sweaty and tired. “Agh!” Sunmi shouted as she struggled with the door to her apartment. She had a harsh frown on her from her earlier dance practice. The constant mistakes of the backup dancers had gotten on her nerves, and the last thing she needed was for the door to make things difficult. She tried a few more times to open the door, but each time it rejected her. Sunmi took a deep breath, trying to calm herself so she wouldn’t do anything rash. She punched in her code again, and this time, the door unlatched. 

Inside the home, you kick your feet as you watch TV. Your ears perk up as you hear the door open, and you walk to the front door, poking your head from behind the wall to see your lover coming in. You give her a soft smile, and as Sunmi looks up, she gives you one in return. “How was your day?”

“It was rough,” Sunmi says in an annoyed tone. You walk up to her, taking her sweatshirt off her. “Things just haven’t been good.” Sunmi begins to strip out of all her clothes. You feel the heat rush to your face as she pulls off her top; her white bra keeps her breasts hidden from you, but it’s only for a moment. You watch her toss her bra to the ground, her heavy breasts swaying now that they are free of their confines. “That feels so much better.” Sunmi groans as she cups her breasts, giving them a slight squeeze before bending over as she pulls down her sweatpants and panties in one motion. You gulp and stand there, stunned at her beauty.  As your eyes move down her body, you spot her flaccid cock swing between her legs. 

“I-uh, got your bath ready for you.” You tell her. 

“Thanks, baby,” she says, planting her lips on yours for a brief second. I really need you tonight.” She whispers into your ear as she passes you and heads into the bathroom. You grab the clothes she had laid on the floor and bring them to her room, clinging to them as you use your back to push the door open. You place them into a hamper before heading to the closet. You thought that maybe Sunmi needed something special to lift her spirits. 

Looking through the closet, you don’t spot very much until you reach the end. It was a cosplay you had made but hadn’t had the chance to wear yet. When you tried it on once before, Sunmi mentioned how much she’d love to see you in it again. You change into the sailor uniform, struggling as it feels tighter around your chest. Still, it was relatively easy to put on, considering you had made it all in one piece. You grab the gloves, heels, and headpiece and head over to the mirror in the corner of the room. Before putting anything else on, you look at yourself, turning around to see that the skirt is too short. Your butt stuck out. You pulled on the skirt, hoping you could cover more of your ass, but found that it wasn’t helping. 

You sigh and worry as you slip on your gloves and heels, placing the headpiece on last. Then, you sit on the bed, waiting for Sunmi to come out of the bath. It doesn’t take too much waiting; Sunmi was never one to enjoy a long bath when you were around. You hear her muffled step coming toward the bedroom and stand up, slapping your cheeks to get yourself pumped. That facade slips the moment Sunmi opens the door, still naked. She hadn’t even dried herself off completely. The remaining water runs down her body; your eyes follow one bead of water as it moves down her stomach, stopping only when it reaches her cock. It twitches as she looks over you, slowly rising. “Mars power, make-up!” You say in a less-than-confident tone. You’re slow to strike the pose that goes along with the quote, but you're still shy about the skirt being too short. You manage it somehow, turning to the side and taking a step forward. Your skirt floats momentarily, letting Sunmi notice you have no panties on.  Her cock twitches again, and she comes closer. 

There’s a sly smile on her face as she grabs your hands and pushes you onto the bed, holding them above your head as she taps your foot. You understand and spread your legs slowly, looking away from Sunmi, too embarrassed to meet her gaze. Her warm breath hits your neck before her lips touch your neck. Sunmi’s tongue runs across it; you whimper in response. “Little Sailor Mars isn’t so tough, is she?” Sunmi asks, teasing your quick submission. You feel Sunmi give you a light bite, leaving a hickey on your neck. Sunmi shifts her hands, placing one of yours on top of the other and holding them above your head so she could have a free hand. She runs it along your side, moving it up and down until she glances at your tits. Sunmi raises her hand and squeezes one, her thumb circling your nipple. You whine; Sunmi uses her nail to flick your hard nipple. She cups your tit, shaking it, amused by how soft it is, before leaving it and moving her hand down. Sunmi’s fingers move down your stomach, over your belly button, and under your red skirt. 

“Ah, Sunmi,”

“Shh, quiet Mars. I’ll tell you when to talk.” She says, her fingers running along your wet lips. She teases you by pushing the tip of her middle finger inside. “I want you to respond to me. You’re so wet. Are you looking forward to this?” You nod slowly, “Say it then.”

“I want this.” Sunmi smiles and slips two fingers inside you. You reactively raise your hips. 

“Oh, you really want this. Maybe I should move on to the real thing.” 

Sunmi pulls her fingers away and grabs her cock, rubbing it against your folds and cooing. Sunmi doesn’t ask you if you’re ready; instead, she holds onto your waist with one hand and drives her cock into you. “Oh fuck,” Sunmi moans. You feel her cock become buried inside you and throw your head back. Sunmi ultimately lets go of your hands, placing them firmly on your waist. “Little Mars hasn’t had a cock like this, has she?” 

“It’s so big,” You groan, settling into your role as Sailor Mars. 

“You’re so tight. You’re practically keeping me inside.” Sunmi slowly drags her cock out of you, your walls rubbing the tip of her cock as they close around her. Sunmi thrusts her hips forward. Your eyes flutter as you feel Sunmi’s cock kiss your womb. A loud moan comes from you, making her happy as she proceeds to pound your small body with quick thrusts. Sunmi forces your walls apart with every deep thrust. Your mind was quickly becoming mush as her cock began to bring you closer to your climax. You cup Sunmi’s cheeks, kissing her. She forces her tongue into your mouth, exploring it. Your legs wrap around Sunmi, keeping her trapped. “All you had to say was you wanted it inside.” Sunmi giggles. She plants kisses along your neck, letting your moans flow from your lips. 

“S-Sunmi, I’m going to cum.” You whine as you hold onto her shoulders. “I’m going to cum. I’m cumming!” You shout. Your body tenses up; your legs force Sunmi in deeper as your walls tighten around her cock. You feel the thick shaft throbbing inside you. “I want it.” You mumble. Sunmi continues to thrust, burying herself inside you as she cums. You feel the warm liquid flood your pussy. Your groans fill the room. As your body relaxes, Sunmi pulls your legs apart and pulls out of you. 

A shiver is sent down your spine as you feel Sunmi’s tongue move between your lips. You look down to see your lover eating you out. As her tongue pushes inside, you grip the bedsheets. “Ah, wait, it’s dirty.”  You moan, but Sunmi doesn’t respond to your words. You feel her arms wrap around your thighs. She pushes her tongue deep into your cunt, her tongue rubbing against the sides as she tastes the mixture of your nectar and her cum. You place your hand on Sunmi’s head, gently pushing her. You can feel Sunmi’s nose rub against your clit; it sends shocks throughout your system. Your lips form an O as constant moans flow from you. You feel Sunmi smile at her handiwork as she continues to lap at your cunt, her tongue moving expertly to give you the most pleasure. 

You cry out as you near another orgasm. Sunmi feels your legs tense in her arms and slows down. Your lover’s tongue robs your womb of her cum. She crawls over your body and carefully spills it onto your face. You open your mouth, allowing it to drip onto your tongue. The salty liquid sticks to your tongue, but you make it a point to show Sunmi an empty mouth. In return, she cups your cheek, her thumb gently rubbing across it. “I didn’t know Sailor Mars was so naughty.”

“Only for you,” You manage to mumble. Sunmi gently kisses your lips before rolling you onto her lap.

“I want to see you ride me.” You nod your head and grab her cock, stroking the thick shaft slowly as you align it with your cunt. You feel the head pressing against the entrance and slowly drop yourself onto Sunmi’s cock. You accidentally place your hands on her chest, feeling her soft mounds. “Why don’t you have a taste of these if you want them so bad.” She comments. You blush and lean down, kissing her breast before tracing her nipple with your tongue. Sunmi pats your head as you do this, light moans coming from her as your cunt swallows her cock with ease. You switch breasts after a time; the slow bounces on Sunmi’s cock were enough for now. Your energy was running low. Sunmi was getting tired at this point, too. She just watched you with a smile as you bounced on her cock, reveling in every movement as your walls rubbed against her cock.

She leaned up, kissing you softly before telling you to pick up the pace. “I want to see you cum, again.” She grips your waist and begins thrusting into you. Your moans slowly rise in volume as you help Sunmi reach her goal by dropping your weight onto her cock. Every time she thrusts up, you meet her in the middle. Each thrust kisses your womb, and your walls begin to tighten around her. 

“I’m cumming, Sunmi. I want to cum together, please!” You whine. Sunmi takes your hands, holding them tightly as you impale yourself on her cock. Your walls milk Sunmi, greedily taking every drop of cum from her. Her baby batter floods your womb again, filling you before seeping out of your cunt and running down her shaft. You collapse onto Sunmi’s chest, kissing her tits until she tilts your head back and kisses you again. 

“You were great, baby.” She says before giving you a slight tap on the ass.  “I really needed this.”

“Anything for you.” You mutter before resting your head against her chest and drifting off into a deep slumber with Sunmi still inside you.

#kpop smut #f reader #fem reader #sunmi smut

[adhdduckie]

from the outside. teen!g.s. x reader.

my masterlist

irl mutuals dni

music choice; yo bro wtf

word count: 1.5k

synopsis; your best friend gojo and you through the eyes of shoko and getou.

warnings; not proof read.

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i. geto suguru, gojo's other best friend.

gojo and getou's relationship was a strange one. they had been friends as soon as they joined jujutsu tech high. In the years that they had known one another, they had grown to read each other like a book they had known forever.

ever since riko's death, things have been hard for the both of them. the elders force gojo to work more, and getou is left mostly alone. you're there sometimes to help him if he needs it, and sometimes he thinks it's the only thing that's keeping him sane.

The four of you are standing outside the halls, while gojo shows you his limitless technique for the first time. it's impressive, to say the least. The rubber thrown at him by shoko bounces off his head, and the pencil stops moving, it doesn't get close enough to him to hurt him.

a couple of weeks later, getou notices that gojo has it on all the time. there is not a moment in the day where gojo doesn't have infinity on. walking through the rain as a group, gojo's the only one that doesn't get wet at all. You're soaking, regardless of having been under a large umbrella.

gojo nudges and laughs at you, but no matter how many times you push him away from underneath the umbrella, he doesn't get wet, and you groan in irritation.

a couple days later, getou's at the vending machines, buying a couple cans of soft drinks for all of you. You, gojo and shoko are sitting around a table, gojo facing away from getou. getou walks up behind, with the cans in hand, attempting to press the cold can to gojo's cheek like he used to do.

but he realises he can't. his hand doesn't pass through the limitless barrier, and instead of saying something, he just sets the can down in front of gojo, as he says something stupid to change the topic. you all see how tired gojo is sometimes, but he takes on all of the jobs he's given, cuz after all, he's the strongest, right?

shoko is unable to touch him, too. a couple days later after the incident with getou, she tries to swat at him after gojo steals a fry off his plate when you're all sitting in the KFC booths. like getou, she can't touch him.

after KFC, you all head to the arcade. it's a rare day where you are all free, so you gotta make the most of it. getou and shoko are staring at some basketball game, and after awhile, they decide to play it.

you're staring at some cute little plushy inside the claw machine. it's a scam, you know. but that little white cat with the black sunglasses reminds you too much of a certain someone, and if you can't have him, you'll take the cat.

since claw games are a total scam, you spend three tokens trying to get that little cat, which you've mentally dubbed as mini 'toru, and when those three tokens are wasted, you sigh, pushing away from the machine and go find something else to do.

unbeknownst to you, satoru has been watching the entire time, and while you're prancing on the dance dance revolution with shoko, he gets it for you. getou watches, not commenting on anything at all, just smirking as he watches from afar.

he walks up to you, while you beat shoko's ass by a substantial amount. he taps your shoulder, and when you spin around, your face breaks out into a wild grin. completely forgetting about the game, you jump, throwing your arms around gojo.

getou flinches in preparation, fully expecting you to slam face first into the impossible barrier. but when he doesn't hear the sound of you getting hurt, he opens his eyes, not really noticing when they fluttered shut.

the sight that meets his eyes is astounding. your arms are wrapped around gojo's neck, and you're grinning at him happily. gojo's got his arms wrapped around you to stop you from falling.

getou hears a gag behind him, and turns around to see shoko being dramatic, gagging at the lovey dovey sight. they catch each others' eyes, and grin at each other, knowing that something more might just blossom between you and gojo, as his infinity was not on around you. i mean, getou's slightly hurt that it's on around him, but he's more excited than anything.

ii. shoko ieiri, your own best friend.

it's been a long, exhausting week. actually, it felt more like a year. you've spent ages doing paper work and killing curses, spent hours inside the infirmary. you've barely seen gojo all week, and you bitch and moan about being busy next to shoko as she patches you up.

"shut up." she tells you, pulling a wrap tightly together, as you let out a soft hiss.

you glare at her, before a notification pings on your phone. shoko watches as your face lights up immediately when you see who sends you the message, and much to shoko's joy, you shut up.

curious to know who it is, she leans over your shoulder, gently pushing your face to see better. she rolls her eyes, noticing satoru's name and profile pic popping up, and she turns around, going back to wrapping you up.

it's an invitation to watch a movie with him, to have your weekly movie marathon. you send a quick, speedy reply, agreeing to meet him, simply stating that you'll grab the snacks and drinks and meet him in a hour.

shoko rolls her eyes again, watching as you stumble quickly off the table, grabbing your stuff, while she yells after you to be careful, and that she hasn't even finished.

"i'll be fine!" you yell back at her. she sighs, shaking her head, glancing back to her monitor, a photo of the four of you up in the background. even in the photo, you're looking at gojo.

in the image, he's staring at the camera, but your eyes are trained on him, a smile on your lips. getou and shoko are laughing, and you have your arm slung over shoko's arm.

she sighs again, stretching her neck out as she thinks. your love for him is so obvious, it's a wonder satoru hasn't noticed yet. she sits up straight again, getting back to her work.

the hours go by quickly as she fills out paperwork. it's dark by the time she finishes, way past midnight. all she can hear is crickets chirping, and the rustling of leaves in the wind.

she stands from her chair, stretching out her long arms, cracking her back. she walks through the school's halls, reminiscing about her past.

at the end of the hall, where the common room is, there's a harsh glow of a light, the tv still playing. shoko walks closer, expecting either you or satoru to have forgotten to switch off the tv when you went to bed.

she's surprised to find you both still there, as she stands in the doorway. from her position, she can only see the back of the couch, yours and gojo's head. as she quietly stalks closer, to remind you to go to bed early, especially after being hurt.

as she walks closer, she sees the food you went and bought still spread around the table, an open box of cheese pizza, several bags of chips, and three boxes of satoru's favourite kikifuku you somehow managed to get despite his favourite store being an hour away.

as her eyes drag over the mess in front of her, mostly satoru's, you would say if you were awake, since there's popcorn all over the couch and on the floor, she notices the spots you and satoru are in.

she slaps her hand over her mouth, forcing the laugh down. the two of you are cuddled close together, like satoru and you can't even bear to be apart while asleep, or as if, while sleeping, there was something pulling you together.

satoru's legs are tangled with yours, his arm over your shoulder, your face hidden in the crook of his neck. she smiles again, pulling her phone out and snapping photos for you, since she knows you'd love having them.

as she tucks her phone away, and switches off the tv, as to not disturb your peaceful sleep, she sees a small movement in the corner of her eye. when she looks, the movement immediately stops, but she sees a smile curve across satoru's lips.

ah. he's been awake this entire time. his eyes flutter open, and they make eye contact. satoru pulls up the hand that's not wrapped around you, and brings a finger to his lips, shushing shoko.

she laughs, shaking her head. the little shit. she bets he's planned this entire thing out. she turns on her heel, walking back to her own room, quickly sending the photos to both you and satoru, and sending another to getou. his response is immediate.

'how much longer do you think this will last?' getou wagers in his text

'not much more pining, i think. it's about time, i believe.' shoko states.

she's right. it's not long before you finally get together, and getou and shoko heave a sigh of relief.

#jujutsu gojo #duckiewrites #satoru gojo x reader #gojo imagine #gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #teen!reader #teen!gojo #teen!satoru x reader #x reader #gojo satoru x reader #satoru gojo #jjk fanfic #jjk x reader #jjk x you #gojo satoru x you #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo satoru angst #gojo satoru fluff #satoru gojo fluff #jjk satoru #satoru gojo x you #satoru gojo angst

[morewittepain]

some thoughts i had while thinking about college and inevitably connecting it back to my fixations as i always do:

random tbosas college au hcs!!

lucy gray would beg whichever poor soul got forced to be her roommate to push their mattresses together to make a mega bed, but she gets so cozy the first night that she sleeps through all seven of her alarms and misses like three classes.

livia, arachne, and clemensia are all insufferable sorority girls. except arachne and clemensia are super serious about it and livia is only in it for the booze and the lols. she made one joke day 1 of freshman year about being a sorority girl and ended up committing to the bit a little too hard, and now she's too far in to back out.

there's one bar off campus that all the daddy's money students (the academy mentors) started going to to escape from the weird liberal arts kids (the tributes) until one day lucy gray ends up scoring a job playing at said bar and now everyone is significantly bummed out when anyone mentions the place.

riding off of that, we all know that lucy gray is a theatre kid, but she's the most insufferable brand. she runs through the halls singing show tunes, she tries to start flash mobs in the dining hall, and if you mention it once she will not shut up about the theatre club's latest improv show. they did wicked once and she showed up to classes in full green makeup every day throughout the entirety of tech week.

not only is she the theatre kid, she's just the weird kid in general. she shows up to every 8 am class in the most insanely tacky diy outfits. more often than not, she repurposes whatever costume pieces the theatre department was throwing out. it's all craft store gemstones, hot glue, and a metric ton of puffy paint. she's also constantly conjuring flowers out of thin air it seems and passing them out as flower crowns to whoever is within a ten mile radius. mid final she just slowly passes you a whole heap of daisies weaved together and you're left like "??????"

she sets her eyes on someone and either becomes their best friend or worst nightmare.

coryo walking through the front door covered in glitter with a **very** homemade rainbow scarf forcefully tied around his neck and a flower behind his ear: TIGRIS THE WEIRD KID GOT ME ON THE WALK HOME AGAIN AND I COULDN'T OUTRUN HER

sejanus and coryo would dorm together for a total of two months before coryo decides that if he doesn't move off campus he will literally kill himself so he ends up back with tigris and commutes. he's a coward (sejanus snores).

oh god wait no is he a frat boy? i hate that image in my head. GET IT OUT!!

mizzen is significantly younger than everyone else, like 14 or something, and hangs out on campus with coral (bc in my head they're cousins or smthn) and it is quite literally the "uhhhh want a beer?" "HE'S FOUR!!" meme. nobody knows what to do with him. he's just sitting there with an ipad and a yoohoo living his best life until coral makes him do his homework.

coryo fails a situationship twice a week and everyone clowns on him constantly for never being able to get out of the talking stage. one day he's showing up to lucy gray's shows and the next he's ducking behind cars in the parking lot so she doesn't see him. one day he's making out with livia at a party and the next he's crying on the floor while clemensia pats him on the back because nobody loves him. one day he's genuinely hooking up with sejanus and the next he's pretending he was drunk so he can act like he doesn't remember. boo you whore!!! men will do anything BUT therapy.

sejanus is that one kid whose mom is always on campus for some reason and just chilling in their dorm. they're knitting sweaters and watching friends, leave them alone!!

clemensia would be the ra that everyone hates because she would absolutely snitch on your ass to look good, meanwhile lamina is the ra that everyone loves because she's just in it for the free room and is too tired to hunt anyone down for breaking the rules. work smarter, not harder.

reaper is also a weird kid, but in the mysterious artist who just glares at people from across the dining hall and sketches angrily kinda way. he and lucy gray are besties because i said so. he's teaching her how to paint in exchange for guitar lessons, except she can only finger paint and he's left handed and can hardly play her guitar comfortably.

treech and lamina were that one couple that picked the same college during their honeymoon phase in high school and travelled together except it absolutely ruined their relationship and now they hate each other. if you're a girl's girl, though, you take lamina's side because she does no wrong (totally not because she lets you sneak pot into the dorm as long as she "can't see it" so she doesn't have to do a whole night's worth of paperwork).

coral and lucy gray have been dating for half of a semester but pretend to hate each other when they're in public simply for the bit. they're faking petty cat fights, they're glaring at each other in the hallways, but really they're smoochin behind the scenes. they just think they're funny.

it's 5 am and i need to SLEEP but please drop any other headcanons you have about this batshit au because I would love to see them. i'm sure this will make no sense when i reread it in the morning, but trust that i will revisit this subject because them just being normal teenagers is always so funny to me.

#the hunger games #thg #tbosas #tbosas headcanon #thg headcanons #coriolanus snow #lucy gray baird #sejanus plinth #arachne crane #clemensia dovecote #livia cardew #reaper ash #coral tbosas #mizzen tbosas #lamina tbosas #treech tbosas #the ballad of songbirds and snakes

[sanspuppet]

Sooo! I’ve been obsessed with how low Mingis voice got for the Bouncy stage at the TMA. So I’ve been thinks a lot abou this scenario:

- reader is part of Eden’s team, is always on the studio, and is friendly with Ateez.

- She has the biggest crush on Mingi, but never really acted on it, choosing to keep things professional. She was very good at hiding, but she would get flustered every time his voice went low.

- It’s the day Ateez is prerecording audios for the TMA, and Mingi just dropped the lowest “slow it down make it bouncy”, and obviously her brain just started malfunctioning.

- She though no one noticed, but Mingi did, since he was staring straight at her when recording. And he couldn’t wait to make late nights at the studio far more interesting.

That’s as far as I got. Obviously dirty ass smut.

Hope you like the idea, it’s been living rent-free on my mind 🥵

THIS GIRL IS SO DAMN RELATABLE like- i almost fainted hearing his voice, i wasn't expecting that to be so freakin low 😩 anyways- i love the idea so here you go! hope you enjoy

𝐕𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

GENRE: smut (18+ MDNI)

PAIRING: dom!Mingi x sub!afab!reader

W/T: unprotected sex, spanking

Thoughts were getting pretty hard to control everytime you'd have to record Ateez new bangs, obviously you couldn't do anything about it, if not just staring at Mingi when he was about to sing his future iconic line. But, if you wanted to keep that job to yourself, you'd better be professional, that's why you've always tried to avoid how your body reacted hearing his low, raspy, and damn sexy voice. After every record, the only thing that was in your mind, was Mingi, his expressions while singing, how is Adam's apple moved when he drank water, or even how sweaty and tired he was when you'd have some time to watch the members do dance practice.

You were sitting in front of the recording stuff, ready (maybe not so ready) to prerecord the performance that Ateez would do the next week. You were turning on the microphone, when the members entered the studio, waving hands and bowing at the all of you. Your heart fluttered as you saw Mingi smirking at you, with that confidence that always made you almost fell on your knees, and instantly melt. The recording took a few hours, and coincidentally, Mingi was the last one. You forced yourself not to distract from your work, while hearing him singing. You were doing a great job about it, until you heard the lowest tone Mingi would ever get: "Slow it down, make it bouncy jigeum butteo fly" he singed, staring at you, making you already panick inside. Your mind completely stopped for a few seconds, and tried to recover from the sexiest thing you'd ever heard. You turned your head, looking at Eden, hoping that he didn't noticed your reaction, and fortunately, he didn't, being too focused on his work. You let out a deep sigh once Mingi got out of the recording studio, and sat on the little couch, next to Yunho.

"Good work, y'all. See you tomorrow." Eden complimented the members, and opened the door to let them go. Technically, your work was now done, and you could just go back home. But the temptation of seeing Mingi a little more, forced you to stay. You got out the studio and went to the nearest coffee machine. You were about to drink your iced americano when you heard that unmistakable voice, and saw the figure of 8 men walking by. You almost choked yourself when you findend Mingi passing next to you, smiling. You waited to finish your drink, before heading towards the dance practice room. You positioned youself in front of the small square of glass on the door, so you could see the members. They were all coordinated and extremely good, but no need to deny, that only Mingi got your total attention. It was about 40 minutes that you were staring at them through the door, when you heard your phone ringing. In less than 1 minute that you were checking your new messages, you heard the door opening, and a tall man looking down at you.

"O-oh s-sorry" you stuttered, not capable to defend the reason you were standing right there.

"Hi, was it good my record today?" Mingi smirked again, approaching you.

"Y-yeah..."

He nodded: "I noticed that you particularly liked it" he winked at you, and then headed towards the bathroom. Once he got back, all the members were ready to left and return to their dorms, expect Mingi:

"Don't worry guys, i'll took a shower here and go back at the dorm later." he said to them, after they left the practice room. Despite you were expecting him take all of his stuff and return into the bathroom to wash himself, he just stood up in front of you. You were about to say something, but before you could, Mingi suddenly got closer and kissed the corner of you lips.

"We both know what we want, right princess?" you moved your sight down your shoes, too embarrassed to even look at him. In fact, what you really wanted was him to pin you against the wall and fuck you already, was it what he wanted, too?

"Wanna see a performance?" he grabbed your waist, and leaned for a kiss, sucking the sensitive skin of your neck. You positioned your palms on his chest, hesitant to push him away: you knew that he shouldn't do that, but something in you obviously wanted him to keep going:

"Song Mingi- we can't-"

"Fuck it, i can't wait to feel you."

"F-feel me?"

"Enter the practice room, now."

"B-but-"

"You really shouldn't disobey me, baby."

You nodded, heading inside the dance studio. You sat down on the small couch in the corner of the room, your heart was beating so loudly and quickly that you thought he could hear it. You looked at Mingi, who was closing the door behind him. Once he was standing in front of you, he caressed your chin with his thumb, smirking. "Just like that, look at me" His voice seemed getting deeper deeper everytime he spoke to you, which it drove you crazy, you didn't even realized what was going on, that Mingi hooked up his t-shirt, flexing his abs, leaning for more kisses, his hands were dragging down on your sides, on your thights, and again at your neck, while his lips were trying to taste every inch of your skin. Small, low whines were escaping from his mouth sometimes, making it difficult to resist your neediness, you just wanted him to undress you and ruin your throbbing pussy, right there. You murmured: "Please- i need it, please do it Mingi..." he stared at you, then he dragged down his sight, till your tight skirt. "Tell me princess, what do you want?" You groaned, frustrated and embarrassed, but mostly because you were horny: "Come on Mingi, just fuck me if that's what you want, i can't take no more if you don't touch me already down there." he chuckled, and immediately dragged his hands on the zipper of you skirt. "I see... you're so impatient baby..." after that, without saying anything, he took your skirt off, leaving on only your panties. He moved his eyes on your face: "Can i strip you completely?" you nodded impatiently, biting your lower lip to help you calm down. In less than a minute, the both of you were naked. You were staring at his dick so desperately, he wasn't moving, too fucked out from the sight of your bare body, needless to say that he was definitely hard. Seeing him immobilized, you suddenly turned yourself on your hands and knees, and rubbed your ass against his waist.

"So? What are you waiting for? Get yourself in." you giggled, as you saw him waking up from his moment of trance. "No condoms?" he asked you. "No, i want you to fill me up- ah! f-fuck" you didn't even finished talking that he shoved his cock inside your folds, letting out a desperate moan, for your warmth and wetness. He waited a few seconds to get used from that feeling, and started to pound slowly, but deeply. The pleasure was now taking the control of the both of you, you couldn't help but be surprised about how is dick fitted you perfectly, every thrust reached your g-spot just in the right way. "P-please Mingi... faster" he gronaed a couple times, and sped up his pace, the sound of skin slapping against skin was echoing inside the dance room, the squelching of your wetness was perfectly audible, which it made you even hornier. Moans were continuously escaping from your mouth, especially when Mingi, seeing your ass slapping against his balls, wanted to spank it, leaving red bruises on its cheeks. The more he pounded you, the more you were reaching your orgasm, you could feel that he was also getting near to his climax by his sloppy and tired thrusts, you swear you could just cum from hearing his fucked out moans and whines, when the feeling of your walls clenching around his length tensified. "Fuck princess- im so close" his hands gripped your ass, pressing it against his waist, as he pounded as fast as he could, to finally reach his orgasm. The suddenly feeling of his rough thrust, instantly made you come. You both were a mess, sweat falling down your forehead, your skin red from the spanking, ropes of cum escaping from his cock, when he pulled out and stroked it slightly with his hand, painting your ass. You both layed on the couch, to gather yourself from your high. After you took your breath again, Mingi caressed your thight:

"Give me your number, babe."

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PLUS if someone wants to, here's the link for a Mingi smut audio from @myloveforyunho that got me rolling on the floor fr 😩

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[justhere4kpop]

Needy and Clingy

Choi San x Reader

Warnings: SMUT, MDNI, +18

Your boyfriend goes out drinking with his friends, and you join but you have to stay sober to drive home...however, your boyfriend certainly gets needy and clingy when drunk. Good thing he's cute.

w/c: 2508

tags: @byuntrash101, @gxlden-bxbyy, @yunbug, @starillusion13

Masterlist

When San said he and the guys were going out drinking I just told him to have fun, I don’t mind him hanging out with his friends, in fact please do. I knew I’d probably have to pick him up from the bar, he is a lightweight when it comes to drinking. I was just hoping he’d go out and have fun with the guys and stop worrying about work so much, how he looks, how he sounds, if his face was clear, did he look bloated, he ate too much. I just wanted him to have a good time. As he got closer and closer to the day of the team dinner he kept dropping some not so subtle hints asking if I wanted to join.

“The guys love having you around too.” he said while we were cleaning up dinner.

“I know.” I smiled. “I like being around them too.”

“And you know if you’re just going to have to pick me up anyways.” he pouted a little.

“Sannie? Do you want me to join you for dinner?” I looked at him growing tired of the little run around he was doing.

“I mean if you’re free you might as well, and you can have a few drinks and-”

“All you had to do was ask.” I cut him off. “If you want me there that badly I’ll be there. I don’t think I have to work terribly late tomorrow.”

“I love you.” he smiled and kissed the top of my head. “I just don’t think I’ll have the best time I can if you’re not there.”

“I already said I’m coming.” I chuckled and pecked his cheek. “Help me clean the rest of this up.” I handed him a plate.

Of course I ended up running late, I had to finish up some paperwork and lost track of time. I’m sure they’re already at least a few bottles in….lord knows what I’m walking into.

“JAGIYAAAHHHH!!!!!!!” San exclaims and the rest of the guys join, seeing me walk into the building….Oh Lord.

“Hi Sannie, how much have you had already?” I walked over to see the table of about 7 empty bottles. “Have you each had a bottle?” I chuckled.

“They started before I got here.” Yunho said still very sober despite the 2 bottles in front of him.

“Jagiiiiii” San whined.

“Hi baby.” I smiled and leaned down to kiss his cheek but he wasn’t having it nor was I allowed to have my own seat. He pulled me into his lap and kissed me like he’d never see me again.

“Look how red she is.” Jognho pointed out.

“Not as red as he is.” Seonghwa commented.

“I’m fine! I’m better than you are.” San said, looking at Seonghwa.

“Here have a few.” Wooyoung handed me a glass and I took it with ease. I don’t know if I’ve ever been drinking with the guys before but either way this night was about to get interesting.

“No no, I’ll stick with two.” I held my hand up as Wooyoung tried to give me a third shot. “I have to drive us home.”

San pouted but loosened up as my hand started playing with his hair.

“You got a pretty lady boyfriend?” he smiled.

“I do, he’s probably the most perfect being on the planet.” I chuckled. “He’s kind, loving, handsome, knows how to take care of things, he’s funny.” As I spoke San’s face dropped.

“Ooohhhh, you have a boyfriend??” he frowned. “I wish I had a girlfriend as pretty as you….why are you sitting in my lap if you’re taken? Do you want to cheat on him??”

“No…Sannie…it’s you?” I chuckled and patted his head.

“Me?”

“Yes….” I sighed. Oh god. “We’ve been dating for 3 years pabo.”

“He’s so drunk.” Wooyoung laughed at my boyfriend whose face was as bright as a tomato at this point and had definitely passed the one too many point a long time ago.

“I am not.” he frowned looking at Wooyoung. Gosh he’s pouty when he’s drunk.

“You’re clingy and drunk, what if she has to pee.” Wooyoung kept at it. I see…pouty clingy drunk and chaos drunk…never good together.

“We’ll go together.” San argued back.

“Clingy.”

“No! In love! Sorry you losers don’t know what that feels like.” 

Oh gosh and here comes the accent. Yeah….he’s drunk.

“Oh I know I don’t know what love feels like? Hmmm? Don’t forget who introduced you two.” Wooyoung got defensive.

“We’re soulmates we would’ve met anyways.” 

“Were you singing before I got here?” I asked changing the subject.

“Wan’ me ta sing t’you?” he smiled.

“Maybe later.” It’ll be way too loud if he does it in front of the guys because they’ll start competing.

“I lub oyu.” he nuzzled into my shoulder.

“I love you too.” I kissed his cheek.

We got more food and the guys wouldn’t stop drinking, I made San stop before he vomited.

He started humming in my ear and swaying us gently while the others talked.

“y/n? How’s work?” Seonghwa said, looking over.

“Busy, sometimes it’s like I’m the only one who’ll do anything…I’m tired all the time and my god my boss is just oblivious to the whole thing.” I sighed. “Somedays I’m so close to walking out it’s not even funny…”

“Forever you’re my heart.” San whispered quietly, still humming to Star 1117 while holding me.

“Okay I better get you home, you’re starting to sing love songs again.” I looked over at my very red boyfriend, half awake but smiling like a lovesick fool.

“You look so pretty all dresss up.” he smiled as I held his hand to get him up.

“Yes yes my work clothes are very nice.” I chuckled.

“They’d look better on mh floor.” he pulled me closer.

“Sannie-”

“I lov tha way you say my name.” he kissed me.

Yeah time to not be in public….San is a sweet polite boy, he’s kind, caring, compassionate, literally everything you want in a partner….he’s also really fucking hot, nice body, cheekbones that I could cut my finger on, the softest lips I’ve ever felt in my life, and of course what’s behind those kissable lips…his devil of a tongue. Not to mention the bigger devil just hiding under the waistband of his pants.

“San, you gotta help me a little here baby.” I said, trying to pull him out of the car to get up to our apartment.

“Isn’t your boyfriend up there?” he pouts

“Not right now he’s not. Please stand up.” I pulled him up. I see he forgot we were dating….again…. “You’re still my boyfriend, and seeing as you’re in the car and not the apartment I’m not lying.”

“Oh…right.” he giggled and got up. “I have the prettiest girl in the world.” he held my hand and I walked him to the elevators.

Once we got inside the quiet apartment I got his shoes and coat off. You’re probably thinking to yourself, “Y/n…why do you put yourself through this?” Well one…mind your business, two it doesn’t happen often, he knows he’s a lightweight, I like it when he lets go and has fun, three look at those puffy cheeks he’s so cute.

“Sannie you should go shower, you had dance practice today and you’ll feel better in the morning if you do.” I held his cheek since he was leaning in to kiss me again.

“But I’m just gonna get all sweaty gain.” he pouts. “You’re so pwetty baby.”

“Thank you. You’re drunk.”

“Drunk on youuuu.” he captured my lips again. “Pleaseee I can treat you so good baby.”

“San, you’re drunk I really don’t want you to-”

“I won’t regret it! Besides I’m much better, this is our apartment, you’re my girlfriend, we’ve been together for 3 years 360 days 51 weeks 4 minutes 29 seconds, our 4 year anniversary is next week, I want this completely sober, completely hammered, and everywhere in between.” he kissed me again.

Sometimes he really has a way with words….that damn tongue.

“Please let me thank you for being with me.” he kissed me again, and again and down my jaw and pulled my hips towards him. “Need you so bad Jagi.” he groaned.

“San….” I was losing this battle, he was needy…clingy….and just straight up down bad.

“Please let me have a taste.” he whispered sinfully in my ear.

Damn Tongue.

My knees shook as he kissed down from my ear to my neck, his hands moving down to hold me up. He picked me up with such ease, the only thing giving away his intoxication was the slight wobble he had. He threw my clothes off making our way towards the bed calling them the biggest distraction he’s ever had. 

“I love you.” he sat up to undo the belt on his pants to leave him in the white tee he was wearing and just his boxers, already tenting as he threw the pants on the ground. His skin was this light golden that practically gleamed in the right lighting, the golden hue of the streetlamps causing him to look ethereal.

“I love you.” I said back as he reached forward for my hand and I laced our fingers together.

He kissed down my chest undoing the bra I had on with one hand, he made his way down my stomach stopping just above the panties I had put on for today. Ever the dramatic he is he decided to take these off with his teeth rather than his hands, slowly dragging them down my legs until he could pull them off and throw them behind him. He brought one of my legs up to his shoulder and began trailing kisses down from my ankle. I was getting flustered and hot, a little worked up and just in awe of what such a simple act can do. He was getting closer and closer to where I wanted him, I’m sure he could smell it, could see just how wet I was getting.

“This all for me?” he asked looking up at me. I nodded at him. “Use your words baby.”

“Yes Sannie….all for you.” I moaned as his tongue darted out between my folds, his lips encased my clit as he started to suck gently on the bundle of nerves. He was on a mission, he was starving and needed whatever he wanted. His one hand hand my hip pinned down so I couldn’t buck into him his other had long since let go of my hand so he could use his fingers to get me closer and closer to that sweet bliss I craved at this point.

“It’s been too long baby, haven’t tasted you in forever….haven’t felt you in forever.” he moaned as his finger made a squelch. His own hips moving against the bed desperate for some friction.

“San…fuck…right there.” I moaned and bit my lip as he found that soft spot inside me. 

“Let them hear you, get another noise complaint.” he smirked and began to rub just against that spot, my hips jerked and I could feel the coil threatening to snap. “Come on baby girl, looks at you so pretty.”  he went back to using his tongue on my clit.

I moaned out his name as I came all over his hand and face, his chin dripping in arousal. He licked his fingers clean and sat back to take his shirt off, then his boxers, a wet spot forming right where the head of his cock stands. He took his boxers off and moved forward to capture my lips.

“I love you jagiya, you’re so perfect. Perfectly made for me.” he kissed me hard and slid his cock over my folds, my hips twitched when he hit my clit. 

“Please.” I moaned out wrapping a leg around his hips.

“Fuck, no matter how many times I make love to you, it’s always like the first time. Feel like I could bust right now.” he groaned as his hips started moving slightly. “Fuck baby…” he smirked.

I could get lost in the noises and whimpers he makes, almost as good as his singing voice. He gets so needy when drunk. Just the little whimpers in my ears as his hips snapped into me had the sheets drenched in another second, my second orgasm hitting me hard.

“Fuck you feel so good.” we both said in unison.

He reached down between us to play with my clit, the sensitivity hitting like a ton of bricks.

“Shh it’s okay, Sannie’s got cha. Clenching me so tight baby I might bust soon.” he moaned loudly.

He threw my legs over his shoulders, hitting deeper and deeper with every thrust.

“That’s it, that’s my good girl, fucking those moans right outta ya huh? Gonna cum on my cock again pretty?” he groaned.

“Fuck, Sannie, oh fuck please.” I moaned and he pressed down harder on my clit, this time soaking the sheets and our lower halves.

“Oh fuck that’s so hot, baby can I cum? Please? I’ve been good, treated you so good…even made a mess. Please can I cum.” he begged adding kisses for extra insentive. “Please.”

“Please.” I nodded and he let my legs go as his hips jolted sporadically as he came. 

“I fuckin’ love you, so damn much.” he kissed into my hair and then down my face to my lips.

After getting cleaned up together this time, and replacing the sheets, it was finally time for bed. I fell asleep in my favorite place in the world.

“Honestly Jagiya, I don’t know how you put up with me when I’m drunk.” San chuckled hearing me call off from work the next morning.

“You make a pretty convincing argument when you want to.” I laid back down and kissed him.

“I meant it when I said I love you.” he rubbed our noses together.

“I never thought you didn’t mean it lover boy.” I chuckled.

“The guys and I were talking before you got there and well…I was going to wait to give you your present next week, seeing as it’s out anniversary…but I don’t think I can wait any longer.” he smiled and rolled over opening his bedside table and turning back around. “y/n? You make me happier than a kid in a candy store, and smile brighter than the stars in the sky. I think you’ve waited long enough to hear me ask you this and I think 4 years is good enough to know that I don’t want anyone else. Will you marry me? Choi Y/n?”

“Who said anything about taking your name.” I kissed him tears in my eyes and slipping the ring on. “My boyfriend is going to be so upset when he hears I got engaged.”

“I think your fiancee is going to be much happier from now on.” he chuckled but rolled his eyes ever so slightly.

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[gadriezmannsgirl]

Hi love could you maybe write gavi x girlfriend reader where they are enganged and reader forgets to wear her ring and she goes out to a Club with her girlfriends and gavi sees in a insta Story that the reader is not wearing her ring and he gets mad and calls the reader and is there to take her home and is just jelous that peoble think sees her witout ring

Sorry I took so long with this. Here you go, I hope you like it, pls let me know🙂

Think the Wrong Thing -P.G

Summary: When you forget to wear your engagement ring, Pablo doesn't want men to think the wrong thing

You sighed, dropping yourself into your couch exhausted you just did laundry, folded it, washed the dishes, vacumed and moped your two floor house from the top to the bottom.

You cleaned the stairs, the railings, the doors, the whole kitchen, your backyard, everything. The house was spotless. But your hands weren't that much even with the cleaning gloves.

You hissed watching a few rough marks appear on your palm, you groaned standing up to your shared bedroom with your fiancé, Pablo, to put on some hand cream praying for the degreaser to not pass facture too hard on you and your poor hands.

After you were done, you went towards where your engagement ring was in your night side table next to your phone, usually you never took it off but you have always used strong cleaning products and you learned that lession before with a ring that you bought for yourself and you will never repeat that mistake again and mostly with your gorgeous engagement ring.

Just when you were about to grab it and put it on your finger, where it belongs, that your phone startled you lightly with a call from your best girl friend.

You smiled grabbing your phone and accepted the call, sitting on the edge of the bed, you were dirty and a bit sweaty, you didn't wanted to bring that into changed bedsheets but your legs were asking for a little rest.

"...Wanna go out with us today? We'll be going to that new Bar, Mireya says it's good"

"Baby, I'm really tired" You said shaking your head lightly

"C'mon, even if it's just for half an hour, we miss you, we have a week without seeing you!" You sighed. It was true.

You had left with Pablo to Sevilla to visit his parents and then went to a little two days vacation to Ibiza with him in his free week and when you were back like four days ago, you got into work to not let the stack of papers consume your office, even though you liked doing work in advance so that way you were never in a rush.

Give thanks to your momma who taught you that trick when younger and thanks to yourself to keep it up until now.

"I'll extend it only for two hours"

"That's all we need" You smiled shaking your head "Don't you worry about anything. I'm on my way to pick you up so get ready and quickly!" You stood up going to the shower "See ya in a few!" And with that she hung up the call.

You decided to call Pablo and let him know you were going out but when he let you ring until the voicemail you knew he was still in trainings.

"Amorcito, I'm going out with the girls for a little while, I'll text you if something happens, there's food for you in the oven. Te quiero, lindo😘"

You sent the message and went to shower to clean yourself up and to get ready for your night out with your girls. You knew, Samantha was serious of coming over so you quickly got ready finishing the touches of your light makeup, the sound of her honking came to you as you grabbed your phone and your purse, leaving your house and entering her car.

"You look bella! If Pablo doesn't wife you up in the next three hours, I will" You laughed

"I love you but I'm not changing my man, Sam"

"Ugh, I know you won't" You both laugh as she drives off.

Soon, you forget about everything and enjoy the night with them, dancing with your girls, having a few drinks, eating, chatting and just overall having a good time with them. When you felt your phone vibrate against your front pocket of your jeans seeing the ID you saw: Amor😍 and smiled immediately, you answered him.

"Amor, what's up? Everything good?"

"Don't you feel like something's missing?" Your eyebrows furrowed deeply at that response from him

"Something? Like what?" You ask confused

"Oh, I don't know" You could imagine him shrugging his shoulders and jaw clench "Maybe, look at your left hand and see it" You couldn't help but do what he told you. You inspected it and after a few seconds your eyes widen.

Shot. You forgot your engagement ring.

"Pabs-" He cut you off

"I'm coming over to pick you up" That's all he said before hunging up. You closed your eyes, sighing. You looked at the hour and it was eleven pm. You had more than two hours here, so you figured it was also good that he came to pick you up.

You said your goodbyes to your friends who all showed their sadness for your leaving, when you were on your way to the door, a man came up to you

"Oye linda, wanna have a drink with me and dance for a bit?"

"No, thank you and don't call me linda"

"But you are very linda"

"Stop that" You said still walking when you felt him grab your hand, you turned around "Hey!"

"She said to stop, hombre" You recognized your fiancé's voice and felt secure when one of his arms wrapped around your waist

"And who are you?"

"Her fiancé, asshole. Now, take your hands off of my girl's wrist before you are left without it" Pablo's gaze was extremely dark, he was angry, mad and the man could see it, instantly left your wrist go.

Pablo turned you around and took you to the exit were after being outside you could see his car.

"Amor" You said but he didn't answered to you. He still opened the door for you and got you inside before he marched over the driver's side and entered the car "Pabs" You put your left hand on top of his making him look at it and shake his head lightly

"You truly aren't wearing it"

"It's not like I didn't wanted to wear it! I forgot to put it back on!"

"Why did you take it off in the first place?" You sighed

"I cleaned up the whole house, I didn't wanted for it to mess it up or anything like that and that's why I took it off and simply forgot to out it back on" Pablo shook his head "How did you knew it?"

"Saw Dalia's IG story, she tagged you and you posted it as well; then, after I come back home, I found out the engagement ring is in your bedside table" He shrugged "How can you just forget to put it back on?"

"I was going to but then Samantha called me and I guess I forgot"

"I know I won't forget to put my wedding ring back on again after a match. In fact, it's the first thing I would do" You sighed

"Pablo, I love my engagement ring, I love people to know I'm compromised with you!"

"Going out without it isn't showing people you're mine, because if you don't have it then how people will know it?" He said shaking his head

"Don't be mad, please" You grabbed his hand "I won't take it off ever again if that's-"

"I'm not mad you took it off to clean" He cut you off "I know you do that" He shook his head once more "I'm mad people see you without it and think you're single, because you are not. You are marrying me in two months, I don't want men to think they can hit on you and have the chance because they can't and they don't, señorita. You're mine, I'm yours and it'll be that way forever now" He looked quickly to you before returning his attention to the road.

With his words, you slowly felt the tension leave the car, you leaned over and hug his arm placing your head on his bicep

"They can try all they want but I wouldn't care, I've got my eyes on you and I only want you" You smiled "I want your attention, your flirting, your love, your everything. And you'll always be the one I pay attention to" He smiled lightly as you kissed his clothed bicep "Stop being jealous" He huffed

"Me? Jealous?" He laughed a bit "A fucking lot, didn't you see the way that man was looking at you?" You laughed thinking he was gonna deny it

"Eres tan lindo" You said still giggling

"I really want these two months to pass flying" You smiled nodding

"Wanna wife me up already?"

"So badly" You laughed

"Yes, I want it too" You looked at him "Sorry" He shook his head

"I'm sorry I ruined your girl's night" You shook your head

"Was about to call you anyways" You yawned a little

"The house looks amazing, btw" You smiled "You want a massage?"

"Sounds extremely awesome" You nod "But let me tell you straight away, just a massage, nothing of funny business tonight, don't even try it. Maybe tomorrow though, because I'm tired as hell right now" Pablo laughed as you smiled

"Got it. Tomorrow = Funny business"

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[sellawrites]

SITTING COURTSIDE

word count: 0.75K

pairing: caitlin clark x reader

⚠️warnings⚠️

referenced + implied smut, explicit language

prompts:

sitting on her lap (her pulling you onto it) when she’s on the bench during a game for a few moments so she can catch her breath and she mumbles stuff in your ear or she’s too tired to talk so she’s just heavy breathing in your ear and it reminds you of something else

you have a one track mind (it might be caitlin’s fault)

You were regretting getting seats right behind the Iowa bench because it was a very physical game and you had to stop yourself from running over to Caitlin every time that she was thrown to the floor. The defence always focused completely on her, so much so that you didn’t think she’d stopped moving all game. You watched, in awe of your girlfriend, as she weaved through defenders to make a contested layup, sinking the free throw as well after she was fouled. She was gritting her teeth as she lowered her head and jogged back on defence.

The opposing team’s point guard looked for a teammate to pass to, and that second with her eyes off of Caitlin was enough for her to steal the ball and bury a three in transition. You cheered as loud as you could, finally seeing Caitlin let a small smile cross her face. The smile broadened as she glanced at her coach, then the clock, before jogging towards you and the bench. You’d been so caught up in the game that you didn’t notice that there was only 1:48 left in the third quarter. Caitlin had certainly earned the rest, growing her team’s lead from 4 to 10 points in the last 20 seconds.

She collapsed into her chair, panting, and you rushed over to crouch in front of her. Someone handed you a water bottle, so you stood up to offer it to her. Instead of taking it, Caitlin pulled you into her lap, keeping her hands on your hips and splayed across your stomach. You couldn’t help the butterflies from having your bodies pressed together, Caitlin’s claim on you so clear and shameless.

“Babe, you need to drink some water,” you giggled as she nuzzled your neck. Caitlin mumbled something, but she was breathing so hard that you couldn’t make it out. “Please, drink, you’re doing amazing,” you encouraged her again.

You noticed a change in her eyes when she looked up at you, the praise clearly having a huge effect on her. Smirking, she stuck her tongue out and moved one of her hands to your thigh. You rolled your eyes but let her, pouring some water into her open mouth. She didn’t break eye contact as she swallowed, and you started to squirm as you got more aroused. Caitlin returned her chin to your shoulder, close enough that you could almost feel her lips touch your neck every time that she exhaled heavily.

You hadn’t noticed before, but now that your mind was there, you realized that Caitlin’s uneven breathing sounded a lot like it did right before she came. She never screamed and rarely moaned, but you could always tell when she was close because of how erratic her breath became as she desperately chased her release.

Your mind drifted to how hot she’d looked last night… her head thrown back and eyes squeezed shut, mouth open to take stuttering breaths as her hips twitched uncontrollably and her pussy tightened around your fingers. You could almost imagine it was happening right now if you closed your eyes. You bit your lip as you realized that Caitlin’s breathing had evened out, leaving you dripping wet as she was ready to go back on.

“Wait a second,” you whispered, pulling Caitlin into a heated kiss. She kissed back enthusiastically, but pulled away after a few seconds.

“What was that about? I’m sorry, babe, I really need to go back on,” she said apologetically.

You met her confused gaze. “You don’t know what you do to me, I want you so bad right now,” you mumbled, feeling a little embarrassed.

Caitlin squeezed your thigh and pressed her lips to your ear. “If I could, I would fuck you right here, on the floor, in front of everybody,” she breathed, smirking as she gently stood you up and ran over to check back into the game.

Your brain caught up just fast enough for you to yell at her retreating back. “You’ll pay for that one tonight, Clark!”

You ignored the exclamations of surprise from her teammates, focused only on Caitlin as she turned around. Jogging backwards on the court, she slowly looked you up and down, biting her bottom lip. You made a point to ignore how much more it turned you on, trying to get through the rest of the game by thinking about how exactly you were going to make her pay.

#cait my love #sitting courtside #caitlin clark #caitlin clark x reader

[buckys-little-belle]

Mafia Au (Part Three)

Mr.R

Mafia!Stucky x Little!Reader (They/Them pronouns used)

Warnings - Sad reader, crying, eating of goldfish, mentions of 'stalking', just the boys being fluffy

Notes - IDK if I like this one, it's gone through a few re-writes, but I'm putting off other writting and my ADHD took that as a cue to get back on this instead, so I hope you enjoy!

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post, and this blog, SFW

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“Boss!” A loud voice boomed, Steve and Bucky both waking up with a start, their necks strained. “Boss!” The voice called again, though this time closer. “Boss!” 

“Wha’s going on?” Y/n mumbled, sitting up slightly. 

“I don’t know yet, Little Dove.” Bucky turned to them, Steve standing up to address whoever woke them. 

“Boss!” 

“Peter! Do not repeat yourself.” Steve said sternly as he opened the bedroom’s door, a weary Peter on the other side. “Have you ever heard of a phone call?” 

“I have.” He said timidly. “Which is why I called you twenty three times before barging in.” His words got more confident as he continued. 

“Right.” Steve sighed, his phone in his room, Bucky’s too. “Okay. Okay, what’s going on then?” Steve asked, his hands whipping down his face, trying to get rid of his tired expression.

“It’s about, about, you know.” Peter tried to keep the conversation light in front of Y/n. 

“No Pete, we don’t know.” Bucky chimed in, turning the corner, Y/n in hand. 

“It’s about R U M L O W.” He spelled the name out. 

“Oh! R U M L O W that’s how you spell our last name woop woop!” Y/n sang a little jingle and did a little shimmy, Bucky smiling at them, as Steve looked to Pete with anger in his eyes. 

“Very good little dove.” Bucky cooed, swinging their hand a little. 

“Why don’t we take this to an office?” Steve asked Peter, his arm gesturing for them to leave the room, Y/n frowning as she saw the two begin to leave. 

“Wai’ Steve!” Y/n called out unexpectedly. “Don’ wan’ you t’leave me!” They broke free of Bucky’s grasp, rushing to Steve instead. 

“We have to go talk business, My Dove.” He softly smiled, bending down slightly to give them a forehead kiss. 

“Righ’.” They frowned and let go of him, walking back to bed without another word. 

Bucky and Steve both watched confused, Y/n’s shoulders curled in slightly, yet no crying or protesting in sight. “We’ll meet you in my office, Pete.” Bucky cut in. “Close the door Steve.” He said as the boy walked away, the two men realized that something was definitely wrong. “Dove?” Bucky questioned, him and steve both standing in the archway, Y/n curled up in bed, a stuffie in hand. 

“Is th’ business over?” They asked hopefully, perking up slightly. 

“Not yet.” 

“‘kay, I promise I’ll wait really good.” Y/n nodded their head, curling up even tighter. 

“You don’t have to stay in bed, Dove.” Bucky shook his head, his heart breaking at the sight in front of him, something that seemed to happen too often. 

“Yes I do.” They said, confusion lacing their words. “‘Babies stay in bed while the big boys talk’” They recited in a monotone voice. 

“Buck, I can’t.” Steve whispered, unable to stay calm, Bucky nodding his head knowingly, taking control of the situation instead of it being a joint effort. 

“I didn’t think you would want to sit in a business meeting, Dovey.” Bucky admitted. “We don’t have any toys in our offices yet.” 

“I don’ wan’ toys, jus’ wan’ yous.” Y/n teared up. “‘m jus’ scared.” A sob broke through. “I don’ know the house, or anyone here, an’ I jus’ ‘m really scared, and I wan’ go home.” 

Steve couldn’t help himself, he climbed into Y/n’s bed and scooped them up sitting them in his lap, their head in his neck as tears fell down their cheeks, little hiccups could be heard. “You can’t go home, Little Dove, It’s not safe.” Steve said, his words soft and comforting. “Why don’t you sit with us in our meeting? And then after breakfast we can go to that little toy store you used to pass.” He offered, knowing that maybe adding some more of their past life into their day to day could help the sudden transition. 

“Really?” They pulled back, whipping their tears with their hands, hope splashed across their face. 

“Pinky promise.” Steve smiled, the two sealing the deal. “But let’s find you a sweater, it’s cold upstairs.” He stood up, Y/n in his arms. 

“‘Buck, I can’t’” Bucky teased under his breath as the two walked past him. 

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The sight was yet again one that the Mafia bosses usually wouldn’t have been found in before today, Y/n sat on Steve’s lap, green sippy cup in hand, Bucky next to them holding a bag of goldfish, handing a few to Y/n here and there, and sneaking a few for himself. “Hi Peter!” Y/n whispered, waving to the familiar face. 

“Hi.” He whispered back, already loving the addition to the group. 

“Pete.” Steve’s voice was loud, everyone in the room listening intently the moment he spoke. “What’s going on?” 

“Right, right.” Pete was fidgeting slightly, hating being the one to break the news. “Well, Mr.R was seen on the property’s cameras last night.” 

“What?” Bucky sat up straight, Y/n looking to him, worry in their eyes at his sudden moves, though the conversation was going straight over their head. 

“He was seen taking pictures of both the front, and back of the house.” Sam finally cut in, handing a few photos to Bucky, who showed them to Steve, the man’s hand covering Y/n’s eyes as he looked them over, Y/n’s giggle at least lightning the mood. “We’ve upped the security, both inside, and outside the house, plus there are extra men posted in our territory, we made sure to call anyone we could to keep.” He cleared his throat. “To keep the bird safe.” His words hiding the true meaning. ‘To keep your new found little, who was and is in need of a safe place to live, unharmed from their brother.’ 

“Thank you, Sam.” Steve nodded, knowing he was right to appoint Sam as head of security, his skills clearly proven to be efficient and helpful, even though they are the result of a hiccup. 

“I suggest you three go up to the lake house, no one knows where it is, you can let the bird settle in without a bunch of our men watching their every move.” Sam added, his words quiet knowing that the suggestion was the opposite of what Steve and Bucky wanted. Dove was supposed to be able to grow comfortable with them in their forever home, with the newly made bedroom, surrounded by every day life, and yet a bump in the road made all of those things almost impossible. 

“Thanks Sam.” Bucky said clearly agitated. 

“Anything else, Pete?” Steve asked, hoping to change the subject to something more hopeful, and to stop the insanely petty staring contest both Bucky and Sam were participating in. 

“Nope, nothing else.” Peter smiled, though he hoped to be allowed to go soon, the conversation stressful and boring. 

“Everyone’s dismissed.” Bucky said in return, a handful of goldfish outstretched to Y/n, them picking a few goldfish up, waving as everyone left the room. “How are you feeling, Little Dove?”

“‘m fine.” They answered, looking back and forth at the two men. “We go to the toys now?” 

Steve sighed, looking to Bucky before speaking. “We’ve got to eat breakfast now.” He convinced himself it wasn’t a lie, he was just withholding the truth a little. 

“We did!” Y/n giggled, holding their hand up to Steve, a few goldfish left. 

“Crackers aren’t breakfast!” Bucky said in a dramatically silly tone, Y/n placing their hand on his head as they nodded. 

“Yes, i’s breakfast!” 

“We’re going to have some waffles, Dove.” Steve interrupted, a smile plastered on his face at the image, two people he loved being silly with one another, something he would get to see for the rest of his life. 

“Wha’s a waffle?” They asked, puppy eyes out, mouth open in excitement. 

“It’s like a pancake with little walls for your syrup.” Bucky explained. 

“What’s a pancake then?” 

“Dove.” Steve said in a more authoritative tone, wishing the silliness away. 

“What?” They asked. “I don’, why’s you mad?” They asked, hands in their lap fumbling with their fingers. 

“Dove, look at me.” Bucky asked. “Have you ever had a pancake?” He spoke with a genuine tone, Y/n shaking their head ‘no’ in response. “Okay, that’s okay.” He smiled, though it didn’t reach his eyes, his chest suddenly heavy, realizing that maybe his Dove really did think crackers were for breakfast. “I think you’ll really like them.” Bucky picked Y/n up from Steve’s arms. 

“I’ll be down in a second, I have some things I need to do.” Steve was clearly seething, about to do something regarding someone all three of them knew, Y/n all too well. 

“Don’t do anything rash, Steve, just take a few breaths.” Bucky tried to sooth him, rubbing circles on Y/n’s back to keep them calm too. 

“I should have been rash months ago, Buck, I can’t just sit here and pretend like this guy hasn’t ruined people's lives.” Steve was on his phone, no doubt calling in backup for whatever plan he had coming. 

“Does Steve’s rash hurt bad?” Y/n whispered to Bucky, him smiling at their words, reveling in the softness they exuded, and the pure kindness that radiated off of them. 

“It does, Dovey, but he’s going to fix it.” He walked out of the office, Y/n snuggling closer. 

“Good.” They whispered.

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