#but today was pretty much my breaking point

[remi-thirsts]

𝐅𝐀𝐕 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍?

pairing: gojo, geto, choso, and toji x fem!reader (separate) summary: celeb!au where the boys are interviewed and asked a pretty personal question ! (I took nanami out bc I don't think he would want to share your business with the world) content: kinda suggestive, established relationships, allusions to sexual themes, mentions of dacryphyilia in toji's, pet names, cursing, celebrity!au (model, singer, actor, etc) wc: 1.4k

♡ 𝐒. 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎

"Yes, yes! Thank you for joining us today, Gojo-san. All of your fans are excited to see you play the new lead role in this upcoming movie!" For the past hour Gojo has been answering questions many of his fans have with an interviewer who has gathered some of the most asked questions.

"Next question!" The women exclaims excitedly, when she reads the card she pauses in shock, "Um.. who put this card in there...?" Now the white haired actor was curious.

"Well, what does it say? I'm sure it can't be that bad." His cocky attitude is showing, but a huge percentage of his fans like when he's like this. It makes fantasizing him all the more creative and exciting; or so you hear.

"Uh...uh. Um-" She remembers the camera is rolling, and this is live TV. "Many fans know you have a girlfriend and a lot of them want to ask,

"What is your favorite position?"

Gojo knew his PR team would probably get on his ass for answering this question instead of moving on to a different one but he doesn't care- at all.

"This is a tough one... hm. I guess if I had to choose I'd say cowgirl. I love the way she rides," he pauses for a second before continuing with excitement, "She's hella good at it too! Every time I watch her bounce on it my eyes about roll to the back of my-"

"OKAY. Thank you, Mr. Gojo!" She interrupts, quickly turning to the camera with a very forced smile.

"There you have it! We'll be back after a brief commercial break!"

♡ 𝐒. 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐎

Your boyfriend, Suguru, started a podcast about his music life with his band mates two years ago. Since his group already had quite a huge fan base, it was no surprise they took to their podcast with excitement.

Usually the group would talk about funny backstage stories or moments where their performances were almost ruined. Today they're doing a Q&A, the questions that are most asked will be answered first, while less popular questions will be answered later.

"Oh shit, people wanna know Suguru." He quirks an eyebrow, the raven haired male leans his mic towards his lips so the people can hear his voice.

"Know what?" A sly smirk forms on his face because he knows there could be at least a million things 'the people wanna know.'

"They wanna know what's your favorite position to have your girl in." The lead singer snickers whilst asking the question. Suguru clicks his tongue and taps on the desk a few times.

"I really like to have her legs behind her head cuz I can reach really deep that way."

"Sooo, mating press?" Their lead singer is just as nosy as their fans so of course he's gonna press on.

"Hell yeah, man." Some of them clap and others laugh at Suguru's openness.

-----

You were really busy but you decided to tune into your boyfriend's podcast after a bunch of people tagged you on twitter to go listen to today's episode.

When you hear Suguru tell all 2 million of his podcast listeners what position he likes to fuck you in, you scream into your pillow and turn into a giggling mess.

He never knows how to keep his mouth shut, and you love it.

♡ 𝐂. 𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐎

You're laying on your boyfriend's bed listening to him play his game. Choso's a big time streamer at this point. Four years ago when he started his fan base was quite small and he just enjoyed the few who would join his gaming streams. Now, Choso streams as work and he still loves it just as much as he had long ago.

"Thank you for the tip 'prettyem0b0y22'," Usually Choso reads aloud whatever message they leave with their tips but he hesitates this time.

"Uh- you don't really expect me to answer that, right? She's laying on the bed right now."

That statement immediately grabs your attention, you glance at his monitor screens, trying to get a peek at whatever his fan was asking of him.

It seems plenty of others want to know the answer to this question too because the chat starts speeding up, meaning that they're spamming.

"Guys come on, I'll turn chat off if you guys don't stop." Choso is as scary as a cute little kitten, so they just keep at it, and now you're curious too. What could possibly be that bad that he didn't want to answer it and to be fair he has answered some pretty crazy questions before.

"Indulge me Cho, what did 'prettyem0b0y22' wanna know?" His head swings so fast he could have gotten whiplash from it. His cheeks are burning pink and his brows furrow in confusion.

"I promise it wasn't anything crazy, don't worry about it." Oh, you're worrying about it alright. His strange behavior prompts you to spring up off the bed and walk your way over to his desk.

Instead of just taking a quick look at the chat, you make yourself comfortable in your boyfriend's lap. Obviously the chat goes absolutely crazy when they see you make this gesture. Choso is no doubt embarrassed but he slings an arm around your waist anyway.

"So what was the question he couldn't answer in front of me?" Prettyem0b0y22 wastes no time sending another hefty tip.

"I asked him what's his fav postion with you." When you read the whole thing aloud some giggles leave your lips.

"He likes when I ride him while facing him. For what reason? He's a titty man." Choso gasps as you expose both of you. The risks are high, anyone, literally anyone could see this clip and think something about you, but you don't care. It's your body and his, people don't have power over how you two interact with each other.

The chat explodes with all kinds of things, most are shocked emojis, while others are spamming the cherry emoji. Luckily, Choso's moderator team puts slow chat on and does a few other precautions to settle the situation.

"Baby- I- what if your family sees this? Or worse your boss?!" His concern is absolutely adorable.

"Well I guess I'd have to start a streaming channel of my own?" Everyone in his chat is totally on board with that idea. They've seen you play for Choso before and they think your commentary on games is quite funny.

"I don't want you to lose your job though." This time he whines in pure worry.

"I won't, baby. It'll be alright. Don't overthink it."

♡ 𝐓. 𝐅𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐎

Toji's got what people want to see in model catalogs and magazines. The slutty waist, the well defined but not too defined muscles, his beautiful eyes and long lashes. Toji is a picture perfect model, which is what landed him his modeling gig and even a whole career a few years later.

A journalist, who's particularly interested in his dating life more than his modeling career asks him a bunch of dating related questions.

Some have speculated that Toji was dating, but he neither confirmed nor denied those allegations. You and Toji agreed to keep your relationship on the down low, because having a bunch of strangers in your personal business was not desirable.

The journalist woman words the questions in a way of inference.

"Assuming you had a girlfriend, Fushiguro-sama. What would your favorite position in bed be?" At first Toji groans but then when he registers the question he decides he'll answer it hypothetically when in reality it is something he likes to do with you.

"Hypothetically speaking, if I had a girlfriend my favorite position with her would be missionary, because I'd want to look at her pretty face when she's cryin' on my cock." The journalist writes that down, Toji knows everything he says will be censored but the people will still be able to figure it out.

"Missionary, really? Many people online have guessed you were a doggy-style kind of guy. Based off of your twitter statement that said and I quote 'Love it when her ass is phat. Love squeezing that thing.' End quote"

Toji lets out a deep laugh before answering the woman, "Doggy-style is for people I don't care about, people I don't want to look at, my girl- if I had a girl, she wouldn't be just any fuck."

More theories start to surface after Toji's slip up of words, and that's okay, because they don't know you and you don't know them.

divider: @/plutism

#𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐈-𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐒 #✩ jjk post #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader smut #gojo x reader #satoru gojo x reader #gojo smut #geto x reader #suguru geto x reader #geto smut #choso x reader #choso kamo x reader #choso smut #toji x reader #toji fushigro x reader #toji smut

[thisapplepielife]

Written for the @corrodedcoffinfest May warm-up round.

These Keys?

Prompt: Get a Job | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: Language, Off-Screen Recreational Weed Use | POV: Gareth | Pairing: Steddie | Tags: AU, Gareth Fakes It Until He Can Make It, Car Dealership, Gareth & Steve, Meet Ugly, Eddie Only Tortures Those He Loves Most

Gareth is dozing at his desk, when a knock on his office door startles him awake, "Your two o'clock is here." 

Gareth didn't remember having a two o'clock, but he stands up and tries to smooth out his suit. It's two sizes too big, and something Eddie found for him at a thrift store. It's ugly, but works, for now. He's just working this job selling cars, saving some goddamn money, until the band can start playing full-time. Hopefully. That's the dream, anyway.

He's not very good at it, not like Eddie would be, but Eddie was a no-go with his hair that he refused to cut to be a corporate shill, or whatever he ranted about.

There's a guy standing in the showroom, waiting. Preppy and coiffed within an inch of his life. Great. 

But Gareth approaches him, because he looks like he has money. And money means the chance at a commission. So, Gareth tries to shake the cobwebs out of his brain.

"I'm Steve. We talked on the phone earlier," this guy says, and Gareth reaches out to shake his hand. He has no memory of this alleged conversation. Maybe he shouldn't have gotten so stoned with Eddie during his lunch break.

Rolling out of the van loose and faded after lunch, probably wasn't the best idea he's ever had. 

But he hates this job. He can't sell cars. He knows nothing about them. 

"What can I help you with, Steve?" Gareth asks, and Steve's just staring at him, definitely annoyed. What's his damn problem?

"As I said on the phone, my lease is up. I need to find out how much it will be to buy mine out, or lease something new."

"Cool. Cool. Totally, man. We can do that."

"How about this one?" Gareth asks, looking at a BMW he's never seen on the lot before. It's shiny. Really, really shiny. He runs his hand over the roof. "Pretty, right?"

"Uh, yeah," Steve says, but sounds less than enthused, crossing his arms over his chest, and it looks a little aggressive, "Well, how much? What's the mileage?"

Man, he's bitchy.

There's no sticker, but Gareth can find out how much they're asking. He'll just bullshit until then. 

"It's new on the lot," Gareth says, and tries to pull up on the handle, but it doesn't budge.

"Locked, huh?" Steve asks. "Maybe you need the keys?"

Gareth presses his face to the window, to see if he can see the odometer from here, but can't.

"Yeah, I'll get the keys. I'll be right back. Wait here."

"Sure, okay. I'll be waiting," Steve snaps, and Gareth strides off towards the dealership. 

When he comes back, with no keys, Steve is talking to Keith. Goddamnit. 

"Do you know where the keys to this car are?" Gareth asks Keith, interrupting.

Steve pulls a set of keys out of his pocket, "These keys?"

"Where'd you get those?" Gareth asks.

"It's my car, Gareth. This is the car I drove here. The one I've been leasing from you guys for the past two years. The one I told you about, on the phone."

Keith shakes his head, disappointed, and points Gareth back towards the showroom.

He's been dismissed, and his potential commission, gone. Probably his job. A lease would have made sure they wouldn't fire him. Fuck. He didn't know that was Steve's car. How could he have known? Steve could have said something, for fuck's sake. Prick.

And now Gareth just has to stand by watching as Steve goes over the paperwork on his new car. The one Gareth definitely isn't going to sell him. Keith made sure of it. 

Today's not his day. 

At least it's winding to a close, and when Eddie pulls up in the van, Gareth walks toward it, relieved to be done with Keith, Steve, and this job for another day.

But then he notices that Steve is following him. Which, weird. Surely he's not gonna kick his ass over a dumb mistake. He was just a little baked. That's all. 

Gareth pauses. And so does Steve. 

"What?" Gareth asks. 

"What, what?" Steve repeats. 

"Why are you following me?" Gareth asks.

"I'm not following you," Steve says, clearly following him.

"You are." 

"I'm not."

They're still arguing, this childish back and forth, when Eddie gets out and leans against the van. 

"Soooo, I see you've met," Eddie says.

And they both turn to look in his direction. 

"You know him?!" they both yell, in unison. 

And Eddie just cackles. 

"You set me up!" Gareth accuses, pointing at Eddie.

"Well, maybe. A little. But it was mainly Steve I was harassing." 

And then Gareth gets it. 

"This is your Steve?" Gareth asks, pointing at the preppy-looking motherfucker standing next to him.

Eddie nods, pleased with himself, clearly. 

"Eddie! You lost me my commission!"

Steve is rubbing his eyebrow, "Gareth. Shoulda realized. How common could that name be?"

He's muttering quietly and Gareth is scared they've broken him. 

Eddie must be pretty sure about this one, if he's already picking on him this goddamn hard. 

Steve snaps out of it, suddenly striding over towards Keith.

Gareth follows.

"Hey, Gareth was helping me first. He's the one I had the appointment with, so I'd like to finish this up with him. See it through."

"But, are you, I…" Keith splutters, not wanting to let this one go, obviously, and Gareth just grins and holds out his hand for the halfway filled-out lease. 

Keith hands it over, and Gareth leads Steve and Eddie back to his office.

Steve signs on the dotted line, and Gareth will be able to pay his rent for another month. And he hit his monthly bonus, right at the end of the month. Hot damn.

"Thanks, Steve," Gareth says, "Sorry we got off on the wrong foot."

Steve just lulls his head towards Eddie, "Now, we had a little help with that, didn't we?"

And Eddie just cackles, like the shitty troll he is.

If you want to write your own, or see more entries for this challenge, pop on over to @corrodedcoffinfest and follow along with the fun! 🦇

Notes: Inspiration for this one, was I saw this video a couple months ago, and had to track down the original on TikTok to share it here. But: Graham, Gareth. It made sense. (And I found there were updates to the Graham debacle!!)

#corrodedcoffinfest #may warm-up: get a job #gareth stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie fic #corroded coffin fic #ccf warm up: get a job #thisapplepielife: short fic #thisapplepielife: corrodedcoffinfest #meet ugly #gareth & steve harrington #gareth and eddie are bffs

[velvetydream]

꒰ :🥀 [ The start of a new journey - Welcome to Aurora ] ”♡ᵎ꒱ˀˀ ↷ ⋯

Part 3 - The start of a new journey

Summary : After leaving your kingdom hell breaks out, while you are trying to get used to the life on the sea with the crew.

Pairing : Pirate! Hongjoong x Fem! Reader

Word count : 1952 Words

Genre : Fluff, Romance, Slow Burn

Warnings ➵ None

a/n : Next part of our journey on Aurora! I'm so hyped to continue this story since this and the next chapter are ones I wrote in 2021, but I got so many ideas for this story!♡

《 Masterlist 》

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Hell broke loose in your kingdom, after your maid wanted to wake you up, finding the bed empty and cold. She immediately started to search your room but couldn't find anything, now in a panicking state, she rushed out and into the thrown hall, where the king and queen were talking to the young and handsome prince.

"The princess! She is gone!" Screaming as she entered the room, everyones attention now on her. "What do you mean she is gone?!" The king speaks up, an angry tone in his voice. "I wanted to wake her, but she is gone! Her bed is empty and cold! She must've left the night!" The maid explains to her king, who was by now furious about that information.

"Every guard search the whole entire kingdom! And do not stop until my daughter is found!" He was mad to say the least, he was embarrassed that her fiance had to hear about this, this could be the end.

"Me and my guards will also help find her your majesty, she is my fiance afterall." The prince exclaims, making his way out of the castle, followed by his guard. Leaving behind a furious king and a desperate queen, who was by now crying for her daughters safety.

Meanwhile you were following Seonghwa around the ship as he starts to speak up again, : "You will be starting to train in hand to hand combat today, including the sword and other hand-to-hand fighting. Of course we'll also teach you how to shoot, but one step at a time. Your teacher for this today is Yunho, Jongho will help the two of you." Seonghwa explains, as you two arrive by said two man, one smiling at you, the other one not that much.

"Hope you're ready, I won't be gentle, just because you're girl." Yunho says, after that he pulls out a sword from his belt and hands it to you. The handle felt quit cold at first, the sword heavy in your hand. "We're gonna start with the sword, we'll learn more about daggers later." Now teaching you how to hold the sword, how your stance should be and a few others things. Right after teaching you, he threw you in the cold watter with saying that you should try to fight Jongho.

"I won't hold back." Were Jonghos words and he definitely didn't, you werent injured badly after the training but had a few scratches from falling to the floor and a few slits from his blade. At some point Yunho stopped the two of you, Jongho didn't even have one little scratch, while you were full of them. "Go to Yeosang, he'll help you clean those up, it's enough for today." Following his directions, you make your way to Yeosang, who was currently in the kitchen.

"You don't look so good, let me guess Jongho was your training partner." Was heard from Yeosang, as soon as you entered the kitchen, making you groan slightly at how obvious it was. "Come sit down, I'll help you clean up, newby." Sitting down on one of the chairs, you look around the kitchen for the first time now. It looked pretty chaotic, the middle of the room stood a large table, probably for preparing the food, behind it were a lot of counters and a oven, to the left was also a door, probably where they keep the food and supplies.

Yeosang now stood in front of you with a bowl of water and a rug in his hand, starting by cleaning your hands and arms, going up to your face. "I hope he wasn't to harsh on you, but those cuts look pretty mean, maybe you should get Seonghwa or San as a training partner next time." Yeosangs words made you smile slightly, you weren't hurt by those cuts but rather by your sore muscles. Never having to learn how to fight had it's downsides. It was always your brother Jae learning how to fight in battle, along side his two best friends Wonpil and Brian, who were both in training to become guards and later on being your brothers personally assigned guards. A small tear rolls down your cheek thinking about your brother, he was the only one you were missing from the castle.

"I think someone needs a piece of pie, it normally is for the main crew, but you really need my piece now." After cleaning up your face, Yeosang hands you a piece of pie, making you smile slightly. "If you want to talk, just talk, it's probably hard for you." Yeosang tells you, while getting back to preparing the food for the dinner. "I don't miss my parents, but I have to admit I miss my brother and his friends, they were the ones I considered family, I just hope they are alright." Opening up to Yeosang about these thoughts made you feel a little bit less sad. "I don't know him, but I think he would want you to be happy and if this ship is your happiness, then I bet he is happy for you." Smiling back at Yeosang you give him a little nod.

He was right, your brother would want you to be happy and if that meant to be with these people, who by now were a better family than your old one, then so be it.

Bidding your goodbye to Yeosang, you make your way up again, breathing in the fresh sea breeze.

"You don't look so good little princess!" San calls out to you from behind the steering wheel, getting out a little laugh from you. "Yeah Jongho really didn't hold back one bit." Making your way up to San, you sit down on the railing of the quarter deck. "I can see that he didn't hold back, hope you're not to hurt." Shaking your head, you instead answer how your sore muscles are way worse right now, making the man in front of you laugh.

"Yeah it's hard at the beginning, but you'll get used to it sooner or later, we all did." Sending you a warm smile, while having his hands on the wheel. Your eyes glide over the ship, it looked lively and warm, not how you imagined a pirate ship. You always though they would be just bad people, but this crew made you change your mind.

"How long are you on this crew already?" Curiosity is getting the better of you again, you were really curious to hear how long each of them was on this ship already. "I've been on this ship for around a year now, Jongho is the newest before you, he still is only been here for half a year now. Yeosang and Wooyoung came on this ship together two years ago from what I heard. The captain and Seonghwa are here the longest, they were the ones to start this crew four years ago." Understanding a bit better now, you nod your head. You didn't know that this crew has already started to form four years ago, always gaining a new member.

"You two seem to enjoy each other." The voice of the captain and also the clicking of his boots against the little staircase was heard, before he was standing next to you and San. "I'm taking over for now, go and help one of the others, Yeosang needed help if I remember it right." Changing positions now, San made his way down, leaving you and the captain to stay back. Not knowing if you should stay or not, you stay seated and start to fumble with your fingers slightly.

"If I'm being honest, I don't know if this was the right decision or not, but I set my trust in Seonghwa and Wooyoung." Hongjoong speaks up, making you look at him. You had a feeling he wasn't really fond of you, same as Jongho for a reason. "I'm still very thankful, that you allowed me to stay." Your voice was quiet, his words still in your head, knowing that he probably wanted to say no to you, but said yes for the sake of his two crew memebers. "I can see that, but you probably also didn't think this through, you will never be able to go back, also . . The sea and life of pirates is no buisness for a princess, it's going to be dangerous and bloody." A shiver runs down your spine again from his words, it's know that pirates aren't the most morally right people and that they plunder and murder. Just now realising that you in fact, really didn't think this all through. But it's better this way, than to be sold of and locked away in a unfamiliar castle and kingdom.

"I can see the look on your face, you're not sure about yourself, maybe even regret your decision. Or maybe you're even scared of us little princess." Spoke the captain in slight mocking way, making you frown. "I am for sure not regretting anything, nor am I scared of you, Captain." Speaking the last word with venom in you voice, you stand up and march away from the captain.

How could he say that, he has no idea who you are or what you're feeling, what and asshole of a captain.

Meanwhile in your kingdom the search for you continued on. "We are sorry my king, but we couldn't find the princess anywhere. Even her jewellery is gone, we searched the whole kingdom." A guard speaks up to his king, who was sitting on his big throne, his queen pacing around, while the young prince stood a bit off to the side. "What if she was kidnapped? Or . . Even murdered! My poor daughter!" The queen crys out, worried for her only daughter.

"So. . How is the princess holding up?" Wooyoung asks you, shoving another spoon full of his food into his mouth, making you smile slightly. "Beside Jongho and Hongjoong being a pain in the ass, everyone seems to be nice, even the other man on this ship are quit friendly." Your answer gets you a laugh from Wooyoung again. "Jongho can be like that at the beginning, maybe he is also jealous of not being the youngest and newest anymore, as of for Hongjoong, he knows the danger of bringing a princess on board. . You know . ." Wooyoung started to talk, as another voice was heard in a disapproving tone. "I don't think Hongjoong would like for someone to spill out his secrets Wooyoung, show a bit more respect for your captain." Seonghwa scolds the man approaching you two, taking a seat beside you on the railing, a plate of food in his hands. The three of you were sitting a bit further away from the rest of the crew, longing for a bit quietness.

"She is not dead, we'll find her." The older child of the queen spoke up. A tall and handsome prince, who would rule this kingdom in the future. "Maybe she is on board of a ship trying to flee out of despair, Brian is getting a ship ready, we'll set sail and search the ocean nearby." Jae tells his mother softly, wiping away her tears. "I will also get a ship ready and help with the search of the princess." Chris now speaks up, wanting the princess, his fiance, back just as much as her mother wanted, but getting worried that they had not one clue of the whereabouts of the young princess.

Seonghwa and Wooyoung definitely awakened the curiosity inside of you again, what kind of secret did the captain hold, that only the main crew was allowed to know.

"Don't break you pretty little head over the captain, he will warm up to you." Seonghwa smiles, patting your head slightly, before he continues to eat again. Keeping quiet now, you did the same, the thoughts of the captain not leaving you though.

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[rezny]

New Year’s Eve and why I’ve been so damn quiet on here lately.

It all started with my mom going to the ER in early November. Then she had to go back the week after Thanksgiving. The following week, one of my cats got sick and I had to take him to the emergency clinic. Then my mom and I got COVID. Two weeks later, after finally getting over that wretched virus, I decided I should make plans to help ring in the new year. I needed a chance to relax and chill for a change. November and December were just awful, to say the least.

Well, New Year’s Eve came and I thought it would be a good idea to spend time with a friend. She’s currently living with a guy and his wife and apparently he specializes in making pot brownies. I have never done weed before in my life, but with everything that had happened recently, I just wanted a fun opportunity to escape from it all. I agreed to trying just one bite of a pot brownie. What was not disclosed to me, however, is just how much was actually in there. I was supposedly given roughly 200mg, which is about twenty times more than a first time ever user should have. That was one of the worst nights of my life.

It took about 45 minutes to kick in and when it did, it hit me like a freight train. My friend took me to her bed to lie down, where I remained until the morning. I can barely remember what happened, save for a few bits and pieces. I couldn’t move. It was like I was paralyzed, as if some magnetic force was pulling me down on the mattress so I couldn’t go anywhere. Swallowing and breathing were both incredibly difficult to do and took me literally everything I had just to focus so I could accomplish both. My heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. I remember crying multiple times, but I don’t recall why. According to my friend the following morning, she said she could tell I wasn’t having a good time. I kept asking for my cat (the same one I took to the emergency vet). I couldn’t figure out for the life of me why I wasn’t in my room and in my own bed. I spoke in tongues and all kinds of crazy shit. I remember thinking that what I was experiencing at the time simply wasn’t me; I must have been in another person’s dream or something. I kept telling myself to wake up but when I would open my eyes I couldn’t figure out who or where I really was. I was questioning my own existence and if I was even alive.

My friend brought me home and for days afterwards, I still wasn’t feeling better. I was incoherent and my brain was in a constant thick fog. It honestly reminded me of when I had gone through COVID. When sleeping, drinking, and taking Tylenol for a couple of days did absolutely nothing, I began to worry. I went to the ER Tuesday night, where a slew of tests were ran and the only thing they could find wrong with me is that I’ve been harboring a wicked UTI that I’ve somehow been oblivious to. Not quite the answer I was looking for, but I was ready to go home and start on antibiotics.

Yesterday, I noticed that the husband and wife of my friend deleted me out of the blue on Facebook. I was confused and, quite frankly, a little hurt. I had never met those two until New Year’s Eve, so I couldn’t help but wonder if I maybe did something. They knew I was going to the ER, so did they think I would rat them out? (I wouldn’t, considering it was just weed and I consented to trying it.) My friend had been unusually distant with me since that night too. I finally messaged her and asked if I did something wrong and I didn’t know why those two deleted me all of a sudden. She very curtly said that she was at work and she’d message me later. Okay then.

Later arrived and I got this crazy long “explanation” of what happened Saturday night. Supposedly, I was being overly sexual despite them repeatedly telling me to stop. I was loud and downright belligerent. I apparently “guilt tripped” the husband when he wanted to go to bed with his wife. Keep in mind, I knew absolutely none of this.

To say I was horrified is an immense understatement. I mentally beat myself up all night long. It was never my intention to make anyone uncomfortable. I almost made myself sick just from worrying.

This morning though, I had an epiphany. As I mentioned in the beginning, I fully consented to trying a bite, but I in no way ever consented to them giving me as much as they did. I am thoroughly convinced I experienced THC overdose. It’s fucking THURSDAY and I’m still feeling these shitty effects.

Plain and simple, I was not myself and I feel like I was taken advantage of. How can anyone be so irresponsible? Supposedly it’s just easier for them to gaslight me and make me look like the bad guy in all of this. So, fuck them. Be careful of who you trust.

#LONG POST IS LONG #I swear I will start reblogging stuff again #but today was pretty much my breaking point #I had a panic attack for the first time since 2008 #shit like this kind of reminds me why I’m an introvert and don’t go anywhere or do anything

[myfriendtheghost]

goodnight sweet baby :( <3

#I’m having a bad night :/ #which is pretty par for the course at this point lol #but I just feel awful #my stomach hurts so bad (I consumed far too much dairy today so that’s on me) #and I’m stressing about going back to school #because I don’t want to do math #I can’t do math #even basic math #why do I need to take math to get a broadcasting/public relations/advertising degree 🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲 #college is a scam I don’t wanna go back ugh #but I want a job I have a passion for yk :/ #life just sucks rn lmao I just want a break but I know I won’t get one #struggling with regret wbk wbk 🥲 #on a brighter note I fought for my life to get oogie boogie bash tickets and SUCCEEDED #I waited 7 hours and experienced crazy glitches but I did ittttt #but yeah anyway I feel like shit I hope josh is having a good night tho <3

[mwagneto]

im finally done with all my exams this was literally the most exhausting month/2 months of my fucking life. and i get one day off bc im doing something on literally every other day but that's gonna be fun im not complaining

#im finally gonna see my friends againnn my god #i literally only saw them during exams and i haven't seen my pre uni friends since summer it's DIRE #i have to squeeze visiting my sister and hanging out with 2 of them into one day coz otherwise it #literally wouldn't fit anywhere else MDMDKDMDNHD christ #and then on Wednesday.... heh😏 #barking #my fucking god i need to fit 100000 years of sleep into today coz im lit rally gonna be busy as hell #it's so annoying coz I'm rly happy i finally get to hang out properly with everyone again #but at the same time im like why did you plan stuff when you could just sleep and relax:/ #NO i literally miss them so much and I'd just be bored at home anyway #I'd have pretty much the whole month off but somehow i managed to cram it full of stuff and im #also traveling on Wednesday and wont be back til late February which im also kinda all over the #place about coz im so excited but im also like mad at myself for leaving instead of #enjoying being home alone with nothing to do finally but yk. I'd just be bored #also the month/2 months thing all but one of my exams was in the past 30 days but i #had an insane december too with like 50 assignments an exam sickness 3 birthdays christmas and #traveling to someone's house in a different city for half a week and like a bunch of other shit im forgetting #point is my fucking GOD I'm having fun but i need a fucking break for real I'm running myself into the ground #at least im done with these stupid Fucking exams and my average of seminar + lecture grades is #gonna be like 4.0 which is beyond perfect i thought I'd get like 2.5 lmfaooooo #(grades go from 1 to 5‚ 1 is fail 2 is pass 3 is satisfactory 4 is good 5 is excellent) #(like that's literally their official names that's not me calling them that djdnridjeidjdj) #i thought i just wouldn't study at all and skirt by with 3s and 4s like i usually do but i #actually got a lot of 5s im amazed. like genuinely who am i #anyway this is long lmao tldr sorry i haven't been on much im just constantly busy lmao😭 #oh and also im not even going to meet my pre uni friends coz neither me or them have any fawking time

[badolmen]

Actually I think I’ll die mad at my bros high school girlfriend. I hope she gets stuck in stop-and-go traffic for an hour every time she travels for more than 20 minutes.

#ra speaks #personal #sorry I remembered her today randomly and it made my blood boil #one time my bro said she thought I didn’t like her which wasn’t true at the time but ohhh girly if I see you on the streets… #you’re getting the coldest shoulder of your life #I got a notif from Instagram randomly the other day abt her that’s what reminded me #she and him dated p much his entire high school career #and she had severe anxiety but was also highly social #so as a result my bro was always supporting her + basically only hung out w her friends and such #which like isn’t a bad thing even tho I think he should’ve tried to make his own friends and time for them #she needed support and someone to talk her down over the phone at 9 PM or whatever and he was willing to do that #she’s a year ahead of him so she goes to college. they both know long distance is gonna be a pain #so they mutually agree that if it doesn’t feel like it’s working out they’ll talk face to face for a break up #I think almost a year into a pretty steady long distance thing with regular phone calls and irl vacations together #(also the calls were so well scheduled we literally called it T*** Time whenever my bro dipped to call her) #anyways she doesn’t answer his calls or texts for a few days and then she BREAKS UP WITH HIM OVER TEXT #she ignores his attempts to call her/stops responding to his texts abt it bc they BOTH agreed to break up face to face #she cuts him off burned bridges everything overnight no warning #and THEN. THEN. she has her DAD (who’s become a bit of a family friend up until this point) BRING OVER EVERY GIFT AND HOODIE MY BRO EVER #GAVE HER. EVEN FRAMED PICTURES OF THEM TOGETHER. and that was it. #I’m still. so fucking pissed on his behalf. frankly amazed he didn’t turn into an incel-type out of spite #like WHAT THE HELL happened to make her turn and cut him off so quick??? they were going steady and my bro was devestated bc he legitimately #didn’t know if he said/did something to upset her and she wouldn’t respond to let him know WHY out of a sudden and vague ‘I don’t think this #is working out’ which like. GIRL YOU COULDNT HAVE DROPPED A HINT OR TWO?? #idk it just feels like all the time he spent supporting her in high school/how much of HIS time was spent taking care of her #and exclusively socializing with HER friends (which he never really clicked w so to speak) #it’s like he was robbed of a fulfilling high school social life for nothing. to be dumped over text cold Turkey. #at least he has college friends now it only took him two years lol <- it took me four so I can’t judge

[the-kipsabian]

i have so much i need to get done today godddddddd

#send help #i gotta do all this job application related shit today and then im tasked for a few things for this weekend for mania week stuff #i can push one thing for tomorrow but pretty much everything else needs to be done today while i have a good computer access ugh #im so tired i dont wanna i just wanna write #cause ofc when i finally get my groove back with that im punched in the face with everything else that demands attention #also annoyed at chris for only selling some shirts in the us shows and not actually in the dbru drop cause ofc i cant have nice things #and im still having other issues with myself on top of being dead tired so like #yeah life isnt fun. i'll hopefully manage for now but jfc #anyways the point of this was please send me distractions so i can take breaks in between working on everything before i lose my mind #night is an absolute mess on main

[trans-xianxian]

NAWT to keep complaining abt the person I'm teaching w this summer but god she so clearly just does Not know how to work w kids who have learning disabilities/behavioral challenges/higher needs/etc or even have like any understanding or compassion for them. like I know it's rlly difficult to know how to act or what to do in those kinds of situations if you've never had any experience w it before but like. there's a basic level of empathy and understanding you can extend to other human beings and she's just SO fucking weird abt certain kids in our class and it's like okay well maybe you shouldn't be in a job working w kids if you're not willing to at least Attempt to understand and work with Every Kid. some of the kids need a lot of extra attention or a different type of interaction but I've never had a """problem""" with them like she says she does. like maybe if you treated them like people instead of "issues" that you have to deal with things would go better for everybody lmao

#theres this girl who is very obviously having a rlly hard time being away from her mom and has never been in a setting like this before #and she gets emotionally overwhelmed So so easily and we have to take lots of breaks #and my coworker is straight up just like 'I don't even know what to do with her at this point 🙄 #and saying that some of the stuff this little girl gets upset over/cries abt makes her want to roll her eyes #and has pretty much just given up trying to help her when she gets upset #and its like literally she's just a little person in a new and overwhelming environment can you have some fucking compassion #and then theres this boy who is semiverbal (is that the right word??) and she just refuses to work w him w the other ways he communicates #and straight up today she was talking abt how he doesnt always talk and I was like yeah I think he just cant verbalize when hes overwhelmed #and she was literally like 'well he can talk sometimes :/' like okay!! so!!!! #like some ppl just have different needs can you not be so fucking weird about it!!! #and there were some kids in our class last week that she pretty much just gave up on interacting with too #she's going to have an impossible summer if she can't learn to work w these children lmao #and thats just not fair to them like I won't always be in the room to help so what they just won't get what they need when I'm not there? #anyway. #ghost posts #text #ableism #<- jic

[insert-neologism]

ome tthing abt me is. that u can send me anything n i care

#mitos incredible life #otam #like. even if it's the most mundane shit ever (esp then) like Idk 'saw a cat today' (though tbh everyone would want to know that) #or 'my bathroom floor is white tiles' #like tumblr is literally the nightsky and all of us are stats. n we see each other n everything but that's abt it rlly #(pretend discord doesnt exist that's like second base or smth) #n sometimes part of a star will Idk fall in another one and thats meeting irl but it's comparably rare #forgot where i was gojng with this. anyways i mean I do jnteract with modt of yall at lesrt weekly #OH RIGHT i meant im judt a star and im får away etc so it's pretty reasonable to judt. Not care that much. yk? #and we're all just a blip in each other's lives. maybe my phone breaks tmrw and I forget my tumblr login and will neve come back #and thats it with user insert-neologism n the tide washes over and I will be forgotten #maybe it's bc I love ppl. and connection I think thazs important to me but I do think even the modt mundane thing sbt you is important #it be bc we love in different cultures. or judt bc ure another human n live differently ans evesthjng #i love learning sbt ppl and I might forget yalls names but u have nicknames anyways fr #yeah thazs abt it dont even know if I got my point across but im top tired to read it all. love you

[a-very-fond-farewell]

I’m back at it again folks. (*inhales k/im g/o-eun content like kirby*) I’m fine. time to write 😔🏳️‍🌈💅🏻

#sneaky niki #lamb loose liveblogging #it’s women loving hours in the club and I can’t get over how pretty and charming she is #I can’t watch the big scary movie she’s in now bc: #I’m a scaredy cat (*dpr song playing in the background*) + it’s not available where I live #but believe me I am /this close/ to make a ‘do it for her’ poster with her face on it #anyway #topic of the day is (*checks notes*) divorce #listen I’m no expert on relationships and I can honestly say that HDS’s wife should demand one #will she get it? would she even want to get a divorce? that’s beside the point #but I want to truly honor Hye Young’s character and put myself in her shoes as I write this part of her story #bc what /i/ think she should do has nothing to do with what /she/ wants to do #also marriage and companionship and relationship are very complex IRL?? #ik we’re all on board on this nemesis-living-together-while-giving-one-another-blue-balls train of a fic #believe me I get it. but I feel so much for Hye Young. her husband turned into a horrible person. 3 years have gone by. poor woman #so. since these are the vibes for today. I plan to take a small break from ch16 (that detestable chapter >:0 bad chapter! headache-inducing #) #and focus a little bit on Hye Young for the time being. #she will make an appearance later on (possibly after ch 20) #but today feels like a good day to listen to her #nobody listened to her in the show. now it’s my turn to let her talk #ok so. confusing omens aside. #have a very good day folks :)

[exopelagic]

okay I got some thoughts just putting these here

#I am feeling. untethered. #it’s bc I didnt get out of bed until 2pm today and the sun is currently setting #I was awake from like 10-11 and the curtains were open I just didn’t get up :/ #and I only really just had lunch and I wanted to go to the library to work on my essay but there’s not much point now #bc I’m on a pretty strict time limit today #I’m meeting friends at 9 and I gotta cook + eat + wash up which takes like. 2 hours minimum. + calling home #probably abt 3 of the 5 hours I have left and going to the library cuts out 40 minutes of just travelling time and probably more like 50-60 #for getting ready to/actually leaving. + I’ll want some time at the end of the day before I leave to centre myself before I go out again #so I might as well stay in and work until I need to cook at like. 5? if I want to do everything in time? #which is fine but damn the 4pm sunsets get me. #anyway that’s fine I’ll feel better once I’ve done some work and cooked I think #lunch did not help. I know I’m probably lactose intolerant and yet I’ve started eating cheese again. I had a lot of cheese. #anyway it’s a little annoying bc yesterday was such a good day #I finally figured out my skates and I could SKATE again properly #and I’m not quite where I was in terms of control bc the new skates feel different but I could move without hurting #and that does make such a big difference. okay I was hurting a little but I’m closer than before and I think it’s abt breaking them in now #idk. The Wanting is shifting recently. both in the emotional and rational sides #I’m getting a much better idea of what I can actually do and feeling more okay within that #but the things I want are also shifting in response to that and some are pushing against it while others take a backseat #I think I just need time and to be in a less stressful + unstable position for a while but that. will only come with time #it’ll be better in may. that’s all I got rn and genuinely what I’m holding onto which is more than a little annoying but #I think I’m also feeling a little stupid bc of this New Guy I was talking to yesterday #I talked to him like two weeks ago and he was a little annoying but kinda endearing. soft eyes #and then again last night and we were just talking normally and he seemed kinda cool #but then I find his instagram this morning and it’s just. so many red flags. it’s all red flags. and I saw some of them the first time #there���s also. Big Luke™ bc we look the same but he’s like 6’?? maybe shorter? and I’m 5’6 #and like we’re just white guys with long curlyish brown hair but #idk he’s almost definitely straight and it’s entirely wishful thinking but here we are. it’s absolutely nothing #I’m just trying to get to know the guy bc he might be taking over my role next year and he’s fun to talk to #luke.txt

[mickyschumacher]

𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 .ೃ࿐

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: after seeing you with play with some young fans you and charles meet on the streets of monaco, charles can't get his mind off having his own. or in which, charles has got a case of the baby fever. 𝐏𝐓. 𝟐 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄!

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: established relationship, fluff, 18+ (minors DNI), unprotected sex (wrap it if u don't want babies), breeding kink (obvi), charles meeting the bare minimum requirement to be a good human (lmao), slight lactation kink, mutual orgasms, handjob, pussy rubbing(?), reader is sensitive as shit, google translated french (my bad to the french speakers), a questionable perversion of having children that always comes with this context, also questionable whether this qualifies as baby fever but yeh

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: charles leclerc x fem!reader

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓: 3k+

𝐀/𝐍: wrote this one when i first started if you can't tell by the mention of pedro and tlou! my absence explained in another post! ♡︎

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

⋆  •°.  。  .°•  ⋆

Charles loved his fans, especially Tifosi. After you, his family and friends, they were the most important people in his lives and constantly motivated him. Most of them were kind and sweet to him and loved and cherished you more than they loved him.

That's why whenever fans asked for photos with you, the both of you or autographs, Charles always accepted. He rarely refused them unless the fans gave off a certain vibe that rubbed him the wrong way; crazed fans or fans who liked you a little bit too much for his liking.

His favourite fans normally, however, were children. It was definitely pressurising to have that many children look up to him but Charles found it rewarding. They were so young and full of dreams that he could help fulfil. They always looked at him wide-eyed with their jaws open as if they had just seen an angel walk by, similarly to how Charles reacted when he had first seen you in the streets of Monaco.

Today was no exception. It was currently the mid-season break and you two were roaming the partially empty streets after having breakfast out, relishing in the privacy of Monaco. Halfway through your walk, you and Charles had bumped into some small fans, literally.

A set of 3-year old twin sisters and a boy who only seemed a year or two older had run to Charles and you yelling 'Charles!' and 'It's Ferrari!'.

Charles instantly was smiling at them, crouching down to talk to them and entertain all their bombarding questions that flew one after the other.

"Is the car really that fast?"

"Can I go in the car?!"

"I hope you win!"

You chuckled softly as Charles answered them with ease. You looked at the parents who also seemed to be equally as excited as their children. "Do you want me to take a photo for you guys?" You inquired softly.

The parents looked at you with wide eyes. "Can you? If it's no bother!" The father fretted, sharing a slightly alarmed expression with his wife.

You shook your head and smiled. "It's not a problem." They held out their phone and you took it into your hands, opening the camera. You hummed as you looked at the group. "Let's do three photos. One with the three angels, one with the parents and one family one?" You asked.

The parents were about to nod when the kids suddenly refused. "Four! We want one with a pretty girl!" One of the sisters yelled out, pointing at you.

Your mouth fell open while your body flushed with slight embarrassment. Charles grinned at you, agreeing with the children profusely. You gave a playful sigh and nodded. The children and parents began to poise for the camera several times and left the last one for you to take a selfie with them.

The parents turned to Charles, inviting him into a conversation as they apologised for the kids running to him all of a sudden.

You could hear Charles say it was fine when you felt a tug at the bottom your dress. You crouched down to the children who now crowded you.

The boy looked at you wide-eyed while the two girls poked your arm and asked "Are you a princess?"

You smiled softly. "I am!" You implored, "How did you know?" You asked in a hushed tone.

The children giggled. "Princesses are always pretty, that's why!" The boy said with red cheeks.

You hummed, pondering over the statement. You brought your hand out to pat the girls' heads and pinch the little boy's chubby cheeks. "That must mean all of you are also princesses and princes, hmm?"

The children cheered in agreement, giggling to themselves before discussing who was the best prince or princesses out of them all.

"I'm the best prince!" One sister said, putting her hands on her hips in determination. Her older brother looked at her almost offended. "How can that be? I'm the best. I'm older."

The other sister looked at her siblings dumbfounded. "Why can't we all be the best?" She sighed.

You grinned at her answer. "You're right! You are all the best. Equally. You know why?" You asked.

Three pair of big eyes looked at you with curiosity swirling within them as they shook their small heads 'no'.

You brought their hands together and held them in your palm. "Because you're siblings. You're family. That's the best."

The kids stared at you blankly, probably trying digest your words as much as they could at that age. The previous sister smiled widely, letting out a deafening yell, running to her mother. "Did you hear that, maman? We're all the best!" She screamed with joy.

You stood from the ground slowly, grinning at all the kids. "I did. We all heard that, ma cherié. It's true!" The mother chorused, giving you a thankful smile.

You smiled in response, shaking your head as if it was nothing. The parents and kids began to say goodbye to you and Charles, although the latter did so rather reluctantly as you walked over to your boyfriend.

You raised a brow at the dazed expression on Charles' face. "Cha? Mon amour, what's going on in that head of yours?" You hooked your arm with his, resting your head on his shoulder.

Charles blinked. "Hmm? Oh, nothing. Just thinking about those kids. Cute, right?" He breathed out, pressing a kiss to the side of your head.

You smiled. "Very," You agreed as the two of you began to walk to Charles' car.

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Arriving home, the two of you decided to lounge in your living room, not bothered to do anything else for the day. You had managed to put on the newest episode of 'The Last of Us', eager to find out what was happening next.

You and Charles laid on the couch; your head resting on his chest while he cuddled you from behind. You were intently watching Pedro Pascal after being besieged with edit after edit of him on TikTok. Charles on the other hand wasn't focusing at all.

All he could think about what those kids you and him had met earlier that morning. Specifically, you conversing with them. You hadn't realised since you were so caught up with them, but at one point him and the parents had stopped talking and tuned into your conversation with the kids.

Charles had talked to you about kids before. You both wanted them and although Charles always talked about having three kids specifically, just like him and his brothers, he would leave it up to whatever you wanted because at the end of the day, it was you giving birth, not him. He would prefer to have children when he was slightly a bit more older, you both had more control over his life, and obviously with at least one championship under his belt.

But after today, Charles was prepared to throw that plan away. As lewd as it was, the idea of you getting you pregnant and having a family not only touched his heart, but immorally touched his cock.

Knowing that he would have to ensure that his cum was entirely within you, stuffed into your cervix, and not letting a single drop come out made him feel feral. To make matters worse, you would look like a goddess when pregnant because hell, you were so beautiful now. Round and full with his child because he made sure to fuck you till you were overflowing with his cum. Or when your breasts became heavy and sensitive to his touch, leaking sporadically, giving him the opportunity to clean you up with his mouth.

God, he was an animal. The worst.

"Charles, what are you doing?" Your voice erupted into the air, breaking him out of his deep train of thought.

Charles blinked at your question in confusion before he looked down, seeing his hand traversing under your dress and up your inner thigh. He looked over to your amused eyes peering at him.

"Sorry," He let out with a sigh, rubbing the warm flesh of your thigh softly. "I just... I can't stop thinking about children."

You raised a brow, not seeing the correlation to Charles' wondering hand. "Children?" You iterated, running a hand through his hair.

Charles shut his eyes at your actions, feeling at ease. "Those kids today... make me want our own children. Now. I want to have children now."

Charles peeked his eyes open, looking at your astounded expression with a bit of fear. "What about our plans? What was it? Thirty-three, a championship, lives under control, and then children?" You queried. "I-I'm not mad or anything, Cha. Just curious. Why the change of heart all of sudden?

You had now turned to face Charles, knees on either side of him, straddling his lap as you became fully attentive to him.

Charles played with the tresses of your hair that had fallen past your face before tucking them gently behind your ear. "You would just make such a good mother, mon ange. You're so sweet and kind. You now how to talk to them. God, pregnancy would look so good on you. I can't stop thinking about you pregnant," Charles let out a small moan a thought. "You all round with our child, hormonal, sensitive at my touch."

Charles' fingers brushed over your neck, making you shudder involuntarily. You melted at his words. Charles thought a great deal of you. You weren't opposed to the idea either, in fact all of his words were making you hornier by the minute.

"You know what?" You queried, "I also want to have children. You would make an amazing father, Cha. I know you would," You softly said, pressing a brief kiss to his lips.

Charles pulled away, boring his gaze into you. "Yeah?" He whispered, eyes soft and full of lust and love.

"Yeah," You repeated. "A father of all three," You teased, giving him a small knowing smile.

Charles' eyes darkened slightly at your words. His hands rested on your hips, his half-hard on in his pants turned harder, pressing into your clothed pussy. "Mon amour," He whispered into your ear, making the hairs on your body stand straight. "Should I fuck a baby into you?" He pulled his face back, waiting for your answer.

You sunk your teeth into your bottom lip, relishing in his words. "If you're going to fuck a baby in me, Charles, you better do it right the first time."

Charles groaned, grinning at your words. Staring at you with a fiery gaze, he quickly brought you down into a hungry kiss. His grip on your hips tightened while your hands became entangled in his hair. Another groan fell against your lips when you tugged at his locks.

Your heart slammed against your chest, beating loudly in your ears. Your skin was heated with Charles' touch ravaging all over you; grazing your arms, squeezing your ass only for you to press further into him. Your stomach surged with desire, feeling his clothed cock grind into you. "Fuck," Your swollen lips uttered out, high with an intoxicating buzz circulating your veins.

"Charles, I need–" You began only to be cut off by your own whimper as Charles bucked his hips up into you, setting a pace of stimulation with the tent of his pants and the gritty material of his shorts.

Charles smiled at the sight of your head thrown back and your back arching. "What do you need, ma cherié? Hmm? Tell me and I'll give it to you, my love," He sighed out, feeling his cock ache in its restraints.

"Fuck, j'ai besoin de ta bite, Charles," You murmured, feeling the temperature of your body rise with every passing second. Fuck, I need your cock, Charles.

Charles grinned at your use of French so early on. Normally when you were nearing your climax, you would lose yourself to all the French you knew. "As you wish, princesse," He stated. "Let's get this off, hmm?" He began to slid down the straps of your dress, pressing warm kisses on your shoulder. The sight of your bare breasts made him sigh in content, licking a strip from the base of your neck and down the valley of your breasts.

You felt a shiver crawl up your spine, feeling Charles' hands wander down your back while he pushed the fabric past your ass, hooking his fingers under your the waistband of your panties. You lifted your body up, aiding him in getting rid of your dress and underwear.

You settled back down on Charles' lap, pushing your wet core against his clothed cock. Charles nipped at your neck, dazed at the feeling of your pussy on him. Your hands reached out, rushing to get those shorts and shirt off of him. Pulling his shirt of him, you placed a trail of kisses down his chest. You could feel his lower stomach tense as you neared his waistband. With a grin, impatiently, you took off his shorts and the boxers underneath.

Your stomach churned and pussy throbbed at Charles' red, aching cock springing up, begging to be touched. You flickered your sultry gaze to your boyfriend, reaching over to put your fingers in his mouth.

Charles maintained eye-contact, lubing your fingers generously with his spit before he felt a shudder rip through him when you teasingly pushed your pussy to graze the angry tip of his cock.

"Vous taquinez," Charles uttered out almost with a whine after you removed your fingers. You tease.

"Don't be too sad, mon amour," You breathed out, trailing your wet fingers over his v-line before wrapping them around his cock. Charles sucked in a sharp breath as your hand began move up and down his shaft, mixing his spit and his pre-cum together, giving him a new, unique shine of his own.

"You wanted to see me pregnant, right? Full of your cum. So pregnant that everyone will know in a few months that you fucked me that good," You started, eyes trained on him while you pumped his cock with a tantalising grip. "We need a lot of your cum today. I'm just getting you prepared," You purred.

Charles let out a series of high moans, letting your words wash all over him and mix with his euphoria. His fingers reached out to your wet folds, stroking your heated slip with need. You trembled at his touch, bucking your hip against his fingers, increasing the pace of your hand on his cock.

Both of you moaned loudly while you jerked each other off, breathy sounds bouncing off the walls of your apartment. "Merde," Charles swore, pressing his head further into the couch, hips sensitively bucking into your hand as you brushed the slit of his cock.

He pushed himself, refusing to slack at your pleasure. He rubbed your pussy, groaning at the wet, glistening folds that were coating his fingers. You moaned, feeling a familiar buzzing pool in your stomach. "I need to," Charles panted out, covering your hand with his to stop you, "I need to..." He trailed off once again, pulling you closer to him.

Charles could barely think straight. He didn't know what he was saying or what he was doing. All he knew was that he needed to feel your pussy against his cock.

A guttural whimper escaped your mouth when Charles rubbed his cock against your folds. God, the both of you could get off just like this. He sighed out, eyes clouded with pleasure while he bathed in the warmth of your pussy. He could feel you jerk time to time against him, sensitive from nearing your climax.

You were was a sight to behold. You couldn't control your hips or yourself. You were just so receptive, automatically rubbing your pussy and clit up and down the head of cock. Your head falling back, supported by air while your back arched with lust. Sweat clung to your warmed body and your dry hair was now coated in a light sheen of grease. Face contorted with pleasure and flushed with heat.

"I'm gonna cum, fuck," Charles hissed out, partially angry that he already was about to climax but how could he not at such a view and feeling?

You blinked through your pleasure, remembering how you had gotten into this situation in the first place. You pushed your hips to him, hovering over his cock and sliding down onto him. You whimpered, feeling full with his throbbing cock in you.

Charles groaned, feeling your warm walls clench around him as you began to move your hips up and down. He watched your breasts bounce, making him flicker to that thought of them being full with milk once he got you pregnant. He would be selfish and have a taste of them himself.

Your pussy was a siphon, drawing and pulling his cock even further into you. Charles placed his hands on your hips, pushing you down on his cock to ensure he was balls-deep within you, fully sheathed. The breathy air was now replaced with both of your lewd moans and the sound of your skin slapping and sticking against one another.

"Merde, merde," Charles began to chant, increasing the pace of his hips snapping and rutting into your folds. Your hands fell to his own hands, tightening around them as pleasure bubbled at the pits of your stomach.

"Fuck, Charles. Cum in me, mon amour. Fais de moi une mère. Hmm? Imagine it. I'll be even more sensitive, my tits will be heavy and sore with milk and I'll ask you to massage them... everyone will know what we did," You moaned loudly. Make me a mother.

Charles's hips came to a halt, shaking with pleasure while he poured ropes and ropes of his hot cum deep into your walls. He let out staggered moans, feeling you clench around him and take even more of his load. Charles pressed his swollen lips onto your, kissing you dizzy while he thrusted out his high, ensuring his cum was staying within you.

Charles sighed out, pressing his forehead against yours. Realising you were once again on the brink of cumming, with his cock still in you, he brought his fingers to your engorged clit, rubbing the sensitive nub gently yet harshly.

He felt your walls grip him even tighter if possible as you began to convulse in his arms. "Jesus fucking Christ," You sobbed out, waves of your euphoric climax hitting you.

Christ, you were so sensitive, hips jerking up against his fingers, grinding to maximise your stimulation. He couldn't even stop you if he wanted to.

"Merde, ma cherié, cum for me. Yes, just like that," Charles coaxed, groaning as you somehow managed to get more cum out of him.

You let out a final whimper before collapsing onto him, feeling Charles' softening cock drive and push the cum deeper into you. You let out a low moan against his chest.

Charles pushed your chin up with his finger, looking into your eyes. He smiled, pressing a slow, soft kiss to your lips. "You did so well, mon amour," He praised, running a hand through your sweaty hair, getting a better glance of your face.

You gave him a weak smile, peering up at him through your eyelashes. "You think we did a good job?" You queried, voice quiet and tired. "You think we'll have a child soon?"

Charles grinned at you, planting another kiss on the side of your head. "If I didn't, I'll fuck you again and make sure that test has two lines."

𝐏𝐓. 𝟐 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄!

© 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐘𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑

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[raz-writes-the-thing]

Is That A Promise? (Venom One-Shot)

Eddie Brock x GN!Reader / requests are open and encouraged

Summary: Telling you about Venom does not go entirely how Eddie planned.

CW: mentions of monster fucking, Eddie is oblivious and a dumbass (I think I have a type)

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You’d known Eddie Brock a good while by this point. You’d started dating him a while back, and while he put others on edge, you’d found the way he talked to himself out loud rather charming, actually. 

At first, you weren’t sure if he was just unmedicated, or undiagnosed. But then the news broke about the symbiote, and then there was the footage. And when Eddie started coming home right after news broke of some other attack or taking out of a bad guy or criminal or whoever, you’d put two and two together. 

It was kind of hard not to. Particularly as his conversations with himself could vary from topic to topic in the span of six words or less.

 

Eddie had asked to meet up for lunch today at your favourite restaurant. He’d seemed a bit off on the phone, and given how prone you were to anxiety, your immediate thought had been that he was breaking up with you and that you’d done something to upset him or his bodily guest- who you did not officially know about, of course. 

You’d gotten there early to prepare yourself for whatever shitshow was about to follow and to your immense surprise, Eddie had shown up pretty much right after you. Eddie was always running late, so this change in pace was also mildly concerning. You were not sure how this was going to go and you did not like that one bit. 

“You’re here early, too,” Eddie had said, swallowing thickly and avoiding eye contact. You nodded, and cleared your throat, gesturing for him to sit down at the table opposite you. 

“Yeah, I wanted to make sure we had a spot,” you replied, smoothing down your shirt. Bit of a nervous habit. That and ripping at your nails, but that was beside the point. 

“Right,” Eddie replied. 

And then the two of you lapsed into silence. You spent a good five to ten minutes appearing to read over the menu as if this wasn’t a regular spot for you and you didn’t know exactly what you were going to order. In fact, you’d be surprised if the cooks weren’t already making it up for you even though a waiter hadn’t come over yet. 

“Shut up,” Eddie hissed quietly. You peered over the menu to eye him curiously, one brow arced in question. 

“I didn’t say anything, Eddie.” 

“Yeah, I know. I- uh, that’s what I wanted to talk to you about, actually,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. You hummed, and put the menu down to give him your attention. 

“About me shutting up?” 

“No- God, this is not going at all like I planned.” Eddie rubbed a hand over his face and sighed. 

You said nothing, waiting patiently for him to work out his wording.

 

“I really like you,” he started, and you nodded, replying with the same sentiment. “And, well, there’s something I’ve been hiding from you.”

 

“Right…” This is where you expected him to tell you he was married (doubtful but not impossible) or had cancer or something terrible. Dear God, please no. 

“Look- you’ve seen on the news, yes, the, uh- the attacks. Yeah?” 

You nod. Ah, so he was finally telling you about his friend living literally rent-free in his body. Okay, you could relax a little. 

“He’s me. Venom, he lives in my body. He’s in my head. Like, all the time. Right now.” 

Eddie looked at the table where he was picking at the tablecloth. You were silent for a second, and Eddie clearly took that to mean you were horrified or disgusted or something. You were a little nervous about it, sure, but you’d also been living with him for the last few months. If Venom was planning to take you out, he would have done so by now, surely. You figured this to mean you were safe enough. You’d also seen your fair share of monster porn, so you weren’t exactly unkeen on the idea of dating someone who sometimes had a monster body. It was kind of hot, actually. You shook the thought out of your head and tried to focus.

“Oh, yeah- I knew about that,” you replied, and the way Eddie’s head snapped towards you was almost comical. 

“You what?”

 

“Yeah, I figured that out a while ago. I was just waiting for you to tell me in your own time.”

 

Eddie blinked, and a black residue appeared on the back of his hand. It swirled and gathered on his hand before reaching for you delicately. You met it, brushing your finger over it softly. The goop (for lack of a better word) seemed to shiver pleasurably and you smiled.

 

“Can I meet him later?” 

Eddie nodded, watching the interaction with disbelief. He’d thought that you’d go running and screaming through the doors or something, not be rubbing your fingers over Venom like you were fingering some Play-Doh. 

“Y-yeah, later,” he agreed. “Not here. When we get home.”

 

You grinned and the black substance retreated back into Eddie’s skin as a waiter appeared by your table. 

“What can I get for you? The regular?” 

You looked at Eddie and clicked your tongue thoughtfully. 

“The usual with a serving of chicken nuggets on the side, please.”

 

The waiter nodded, scribbled it own on his pad and wandered off in the direction of the kitchen. Eddie looked at you in question. He knew you weren’t big on nuggets. 

“They’re for Venom,” you explained, propping your head up on your palm. Eddie looked to the side as if listening to something carefully. 

“Venom says thank you-” Eddie said before cutting himself as Venom said something else in his head. “No, I’m not saying that. No. No.” 

“Say what?”

Eddie sighed defeatedly- something you think he did a lot when it came to Venom. 

“Venom said he could kiss you right now.” Eddie looked mortified as the words left his mouth. You burst into laughter. 

“Is that a threat or a promise? I hope it’s a promise,” you replied, wiggling your eyebrows at the two of them. 

Eddie swallowed thickly and blushed as Venom said something else. You’d have to see if Venom could swap hosts sometime. It would be nice to have a conversation while out and about like that. 

“Promise,” Eddie replied. 

Good.

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[secretlovezz]

can you write anything with bau! reader x spencer, who are expecting a baby🥺 i love dad spencer sm🫶🏻

Yes omg dad!Spencer he's my favorite! Hope you like this 🫶❤️

Spencer Reid x reader

Warnings: reader a little upset (Spence makes her feel better tho), pregnancy (duh), flufffffff, short and sweet, not proofread, wordcount: 582

You try your best to focus on the task at hand, the stack of paperwork you had been putting off all week, emails on top of emails gathering in your computer's inbox, but the kicks of the baby growing inside you keep your mind elsewhere. Her little, still growing, feet kick into your ribs harshly making any position you try to move into uncomfortable, she just can't seem to keep still today; absolutely restless.

If you were home you might whine to your husband, Spencer, maybe even cry out of frustration but being surrounded by coworkers keeps you from doing both just as much as the baby keeps you from work.

Spencer watches as you rest your left hand on top of your bump -your thumb moving gently back and forth against the fabric of your top- and he smiles at the ring adorned on your finger, but when he takes notice of the slight discomfort etched onto your face his grin quickly dissipates. Your brows are drawn together in what seems to be annoyance, your eyes are closed, and your head is tipped back as you swivel your desk chair back and forth in an attempt to calm yourself and your little one.

you can feel Spencer's eyes raking your figure -he's always been able to read you just as quickly as he can read books- and you keep your eyes shut to avoid his worried glance despite your current need for his safeguard. You don't want him to think you're dramatic, that maybe you're being annoying despite knowing he would never think something like that of you and never has.

One of your eyes cracks open to glance at him and you hope the quick movement of you swiveling in your chair will keep him from noticing your peeking, but of course, he's far too perceptive to not detect your gaze. His head cocks to the side in question, "Are you alright," he asks.

You close your eye again and bring your hands to rub at your face, the tips of your cold fingers digging into your eyes, you're starting to get a headache.

Without warning two large hands land on your shoulders, fingers poke and prod at your skin in a way that makes you sigh in relief. When you tilt your head back -eyes still closed- your husband frowns at you, "I wish you'd tell me when your not feeling good."

you almost don't respond the movement of his fingers gently gliding to your hair and scratching at your scalp makes your bottom lip quiver slightly. "I'm okay." Your voice breaks when you speak and Spencer doesn't comment on it, he doesn't want to make you actually cry by pointing it out, instead he moves only one of his also cold hands down the slope of your heated cheeks and rest it there, a gentle remind that he's here for you.

"You look pretty, do you know that," he moves his head closer to your ear to whisper to you, "beautiful."

That finally makes your eyes snap open and he's grinning at you again. Groaning at how his teasing worked to get you looking at him, you tilt your head and lay a kiss on the palm of his hand, "your child is restless," You complain to him, "she gets it from you."

"I'm sorry." His words are sickeningly genuine, they make you smile.

"Its okay baby, I still love you."

He responds to your tease, "You better."

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[piichuu]

♡ FALLING ASLEEP ON HIM

ft. toge inumaki, nanami kento, fushiguro megumi, yuta okkotsu, gojo satoru, geto suguru, itadori yuji

WARNINGS: reader is referred to as ‘pretty girl’ in gojo’s., fluff, gn!reader

TOGE INUMAKI

the two of you have been out on a mission all day, it’s rather common to become tired afterwards due to all the fighting, but today you’re totally drained, not even bothering to change into more comfortable clothes as you sit down on the couch. “will that stupid blindfold guy ever give us a day to rest?” you sigh while leaning back against the comfortable cushion.

toge chuckles a little to himself and sits down beside you, putting an arm over your shoulder so you can lay your head on his. after loads of mouth wash, his throat is no longer killing him as it was a few hours ago, but he still cannot speak, not because of his throat but instead something he can’t control. if you could somehow switch places with him, you would.

“at least you were there with me,” you mumble, now laying down on the couch to rest your head in his lap. his fingers move to massage your scalp and you soon close your eyes, comforted by the warm feeling of his touch.

a smile is spreads over his lips and he leans down to press a kiss to your forehead before you drift off to sleep. one of your hands is holding the one he isn’t using to play with your hair and he squeezes it gently, wanting to reassure you that he’s there, even as you sleep. he will always be there.

NANAMI KENTO

“darling, i told you, you shouldn’t stay up so late to study. it will exhaust you,” your boyfriend speaks as you’re slumped over your desk, too tired to even move at this point.

you look up at him with a blank stare, not enjoying the fact that he was once again right, just like always. he is also not enjoying that he was right, this is not how he wants to find you after coming back from a shower. he was hoping you were taking a break as the room was quiet when he came back, but that hope quickly vanished as he found you by the desk, your head on the hard wood but still with notes in hand.

nanami puts his arms around your waist and lifts you out of the chair so he can gently place you on the bed. “tomorrow, you and i will stay at home and rest all day, okay?” he lies down with you and can’t help but smile to himself as you move to lay on top of him, seeming to want to be close.

you don’t reply to his previous words, you barely have the time as you slowly begin to fall asleep with your head resting on his chest. nanami strokes your cheek with the pad of his thumb and smiles softly, his heart warming as he notices how comfortable you must be to sleep on him like this. “goodnight, my love. i’ll see you tomorrow.”

FUSHIGURO MEGUMI

your boyfriend is already sitting in the living room as you arrive home from a long day of school. you had been there for much longer than anticipated as exams are coming up. studying at home is barely even a choice when megumi is there to keep you distracted, not that he does it on purpose.

he looks up at you as you walk towards the couch. you put your bag down onto the floor and crawl into his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck. “i missed you so much ‘gumi,” you mumble while burying your face into his shoulder. he puts his arms around your waist and kisses your temple before resting his head against yours.

“i missed you too. how was school?” megumi watches as you sigh and bury yourself further into his skin. “horrible. i don’t think i’ll survive these exams. my teachers are out to kill me, i’m not joking,” you speak, slightly turning your head to catch a glimpse of his face that is so comforting to look at. the way his eyes go soft when looking at you, the blush slowly creeping up on his cheeks by the close proximity, how that smile he wears isn’t big, but it is definitely there. it’s a comforting feeling, knowing that you’re loved.

“i’m sure they’re trying to kill all students, but you’ll get through it, and when you’ve done all your exams i’ll let you decide what we do for an entire day,” he whispers which causes your eyes to widen in excitement, not that you aren’t the one deciding what to do most of the time. “so we can sleep for an entire day?” “if that’s what you want, then yes.”

you clap your hands happily as you keep your head on his shoulder, smiling at him softly as he goes to brush a few strands of hair away from your face. his hands are warm as they touch your face and your eyes soon close as you for the first time today relax. all those hours of studying really have taken almost all the energy out of you, so it isn’t surprising when you fall asleep not even five minutes after speaking to megumi.

the blush that was previously barely visible now grows in a quick pace when he notices that you’re fast asleep in his arms. maybe he’s done something right in his life when he now gets to see you like this, all comfortable in his embrace.

YUTA OKKOTSU

”you seem tired, baby,” yuta speaks as he finds you cooking dinner in the kitchen. you’re leaning against the counter with your head against a cupboard as your eyes try to flutter close every now and again. “mhm, i’m really tired,” you mumble while walking over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist to come closer.

yuta smiles softly and strokes your hair before walking over to the pot of pasta that’s still cooking, taking over what you were doing so you can cling onto him instead. “should’ve just asked me to cook instead. you should rest,” he whispers. his voice is sweet and gentle as he speaks to you.

he sways the two of you back and forth while stroking your back. “maybe, but you’ve been so busy lately, i wanted to do something nice,” you mumble with your face in the crook of his neck. yuta sighs and looks at you with a slight pout. “but you’re still more tired than me, i like too cook too, you know? especially when it’s for you.”

you nod slightly as you fully relax in his arms. yuta never thought anyone could fall asleep while standing, but as he feels your grip on him loosen and how your knees buckle, he’s quick to hold onto you to keep you up. your eyes are closed and breath more even. “i love you,” he whispers, lifting you up in his arms to carry you towards the bedroom. “i’ll wake you up when dinner is ready, get some rest now.”

GOJO SATORU

the sun shines brightly on the two of you as you’re laying on the beach, a blanket spread out for you to relax in the warm sunlight. the sounds of waves fill your ears as well as some seagulls flying further away, annoying some other people who have decided to enjoy the peacefulness of the beach, even though it may not seem too peaceful for them right now.

gojo is laying on his back as you’re on your stomach, your chin on his chest as he looks down at you with a lovesick smile. “never seen you so calm before ‘toru,” you poke his cheek, causing him to playfully roll his eyes. “i’m much more calmer than you, have you seen me? always calm and composed.” “you wish, everyone else would disagree with you.”

he wraps his arms around you so you’ll come impossibly closer and he pulls you close to his chest, pulling you on top of him, not giving a single care in the world for those around you. if they would think you were too affectionate with one another, he would simply just give them a glare and then look at you with the softest look in his eyes. “my pretty girl,” he whispers, chuckling slightly when he notices you hiding your face in his chest. “so cute.”

this time, he’s the one to poke your cheek. “hey, don’t hide,” he keeps poking your cheek and you let out a whine, swatting his hand away. “i’m trying to sleep,” you mumble, holding onto his wrist so he’ll stop poking you. “am i that comfortable? you feel safe around me, don’t you?”

you try to ignore his blabbering, keeping your eyes shut as he continues to look down towards you. “i’ll be quiet, then. just because you’re so cute,” he whispers, but you don’t seem to hear it as you’re fast asleep. your head is still resting on his chest and your hand is still holding his wrist, now a little more loosely. gojo allows you to keep holding it as he places a kiss to the top of your head. “the cutest.”

GETO SUGURU

you’re sitting in between his legs, your back resting against his chest as the two of you are sitting on the couch and watching tv together. there’s currently an old movie playing as you couldn’t find anything else to watch, but anything seems to be okay as long as you’re with one another. today is the first day in a long time where you can just be lazy, so you’ve been stuck to each other the entire day.

geto has an arm wrapped around you while kissing your cheek every once in a while, just wanting to stay close to you. “what do you want for dinner tonight?” he asks, his lips moving against the warm skin of your cheek as he speaks. you turn your head to look at him, smiling tiredly. “whatever you want to cook, i’m happy with anything.”

he pecks your lips gently and strokes your hair. “are you tired?” you nod and when seeing that, he shifts slightly so you can lay more comfortably against his chest. “alright, you can sleep if you want, i’ll be staying here,” he mumbles while still stroking your hair, getting yet another smile out of you as you relax in his arms and lean back against him.

you close your eyes and intertwine your fingers with the hand that he’s resting on your side. it’s bigger than yours and envelops your hand perfectly. “i’ll cook dinner when you wake up, but just rest for now,” he squeezes your hand gently and leans down to rest his chin on top of your head.

it doesn’t take too long for the sound of snores to finally reach his ears and geto smiles to himself when noticing this, still holding your hand in his while the other one keeps stroking your hair so you’ll stay asleep. “i love you, darling. rest well.”

ITADORI YUJI

he’s been busy playing video games most of the evening. now as night is slowly creeping in, he’s still speaking into his microphone, telling his friends to either move forward, to wait for him, to help him and so much more that you cannot hear from the living room.

tiredness has begun to take over your body and even though you wanted to wait for yuji to finish gaming, he will most likely pull an all nighter which you are not up for. so instead, you get up from the couch and walk into the small gaming room where he is still sitting in front of the computer.

“yuji?” even if your voice is rather quiet and he’s wearing headphones, he quickly turns his chair around to look at you who’s gazing at him with bags under your eyes. “i’m gonna go to sleep, it’s getting late,” you mumble, but yuji opens his arms up as if he wants you to hug him, and who are you to reject when he’s been stuck in this room for so long.

you walk over to him, wrapping your arms around his neck while his wrap around your waist. you let out a light squeal as he lifts you up to put you in his lap. “five more minutes, then i’ll stop playing. can you wait here when i play?” he asks and there is no way you can say no when he’s giving you those puppy eyes he so often shows to you.

so here you are, resting in his lap as he’s clicking away on his computer. your head is resting on his shoulder and your eyes are closed even as he keeps speaking to his friend, this time a little more quietly however. “are you asleep?” he soon asks and looks down for a swift second before noticing that you are indeed sleeping.

he tries to finish playing the game as fast as he can and then switches off the computer while also taking off his headphones. a kiss is placed to your forehead before he lifts you up and carries you all the way to the bedroom, gently placing you on the bed so he can get in beside you and hold you close to him. “goodnight baby, see you tomorrow…”

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