#except um. she didn’t quite come back right.

[frostyarrow110]

guys im insane

I am making a horizons AU. Fear me. This is powered by only brainrot and insanity. Might show you guys in February or maybe late January if I’m lucky sjsjsjsj

#pokemon horizons #THE YURI WILL BE REAL #not mainly about likodot but it’s definitely there!! there’s a secondary plot for that actually #basically: terapagos activated his shield thingy just a tad bit to late. so yeah. that psycho cut hit point blank #and now liko’s kinda dead but heyy the turtle brought her back yippee… #except um. she didn’t quite come back right. #i am insane #liko is my favorite little silly I am going to do terrible things to her :)))

[wintersera]

your order ma’am || g!p yujin x f!reader

notes: apparently my brain works at ungodly hours like its 8am rn??? ANYWAYS HAPPY BIRTHDAY @pupyuj <33 well happy belated birthday, but oh well

cw: g!p yujin, switch!reader, switch!yujin, praise, crack only bc i laughed a few times while writing, WEED USAGE!!, reader and yujin get high

wc: 1.5k

in the middle of your living room, smoke filled the air as you took another puff from your almost burnt out spliff. your eyes trained on the tv that had a random episode of spongebob on the screen. probably one of the random old seasons, the funnier ones obviously. the moonlight cascaded through your window illuminating the side of your face, blunt as well.

another smoke session today again. and for what? the nth time this week. to be fair it was a stressful month and no one was there to comfort you, except for the frequent delivery guys who’d deliver your food to you whenever you felt the need to snack on something. they wouldn’t comfort you, rather, you’d like to believe they’re comforting you with their presence. presence being them knocking on your door and leaving after 10 seconds.

every delivery was the same, the old ‘shove the bag into your face, ask if it’s you and then leave’.

tonight was different though. you ordered from the same place a good 30 minutes ago thinking your food would arrive on time, you’d gotten accustomed to their arrival times so you could just guess without having to look at your phone. yet the delivery guy never came.

“man.. where the fuck is my food at?” rolling up another blunt since your last one wasn’t strong enough. you sigh and stare directly at your tv once more. heh… funny spongebob episode. your lips met the tip of your freshly rolled blunt, lighting up the end and inhaling.

knock knock knock

the knock didn’t register in your head until you heard the person bang on your door three more times, although they seemed like very hesitant bangs, with an odd spacing between the second and the last one.

“oh fuck” immediately dropping the blunt upon the last knock, which somehow made you panic. why in hell did you think it was the police???

right, because the police were definitely at your house and not the delivery guy with a bag of food waiting for you.

i mean, you are high so…. but anyway, it was raining and you suddenly regained the knowledge that you ordered food. you reluctantly opened the door, with the thought of the police at the back of your mind, to find a pretty handsome looking woman outside your door.

“uh… why are you here” why the fuck did you say that? the taller woman scrunched her nose a little, maybe because you reeked of weed, looked around awkwardly and spoke to you without initiating eye contact.

“you called and i… came to your address to give you the pizza you ordered”

“how’d you know i lived here?” oh so now you’re interrogating the poor girl.

“wha- that’s not… anyway here’s your pizza ma’am” shoving the pizza box in front of your face. classic.

“ohhh shit pizza, okay nice. how much?” words slurring out of your mouth. your hands reached for your purse that you conveniently had in your pocket.

“it’ll be $18” looking around the place as if she had no time to stand around.

oh what the fuck.

where’s your cash gone….?

“don’t be alarmed… but i have no cash” you say with a smile, your eyes half lidded as you chuckle even though the opposing girl was nowhere near impressed. the situation was quite ridiculous to you, but you felt a tinge of regret after saying what you had said.

from what you could tell, it was her first time on the job. you had never seen her come round to your house on a random thursday night, no wonder why she looked so nervous “oh um, sorry i don’t have any cash i could….”

yeah, you’re high out of your mind right now. no coherent thoughts whatsoever, but she’s pretty, and you’re not thinking straight “i mean… i could pay another way. you wouldn’t mind would you?”

you beckoned her inside of your home, taking the pizza box and placing it beside your ashtray on the coffee table “how can you pay me back if you don’t have any cash? are you gonna paypal me or something”

“are you dense by any chance”

“n-no… i’m just confused. wait, why are you taking your clothes off?” you picked back up the disregarded spliff after you took your shirt off, inhaling and blowing the smoke in the opposite direction.

“paying you the other way, duh. like in those stupid porn videos where the delivery guy does whatever they want to the person because they didn’t have any cash on them… you don’t like the idea?”

“that seems really unrealistic and stupid, but um i’m not… uh how do i word this? i don’t m-mind” unintentionally stuttering, bewildered by the situation because honestly what the fuck is going on.

“come here…” you squint your eyes at her name tag “ahn yujin- your name has a nice ring to it” she sat on your sofa, shaking from what could be adrenaline or just anxiety. but considering you accidentally hot boxed her in your small living room, it’s most likely adrenaline.

you slid yourself in between her two thighs, smirking as you unzipped her jeans. you eagerly stripped her from her jeans, following her boxers? it’s 2023 you’re not gonna judge someone for wearing boxers, but-

oh?

yujin’s cock sprung up, which genuinely caught you off guard, moving back a little because of how shocked you were by the sudden reveal. my god, she was huge. bigger than the average man.

considering you were still heavily intoxicated, you didn’t believe it was real at first. you stared at it for a while thinking that maybe you were just- crazy? but no, it was very much real and very much hard.

“d-don’t look” muttering under her breath. yujin covered her face out of embarrassment “i swear it’s not what it looks like- mh”

“you got turned on by me didn’t you” giggling after kissing the tip of her cock “i bet you were waiting for this exact situation to happen, didn’t you?” you say before taking her whole length, the tip hitting the back of your throat with ease.

“f..fuck, it’s- mmmngh” she couldn’t do much, the air was thick with clouds of smoke due to the lack of airflow in your room. it was making her head hazy, unable to think coherently. yujin’s moans were soft and low, her hands roamed around and grabbed your pillow, her hips moved at the pace of your head going up and down, which in fact made you groan in approval.

in the meantime, your hand reached down to tend to your own wetness, caressing your folds as you continued to suck her cock.

without thinking, yujin lifted herself off the sofa. the marijuana made her move without thinking, grabbing you and tossing you onto the cushions “you hinted that i could do whatever, right?” you found yourself shocked, what made her suddenly so confi- the weed you dumbass.

“don’t think you're slick, i saw you playing with yourself” moving aside your panties while licking her lips, yujin shuffling in between your thighs “i think you should come around my cock instead” how, and when, was she this vulgar? she teased your hole before slowly pushing herself into you, her girthy cock filling you up in no time. you both moaned in unison, your fists balling the fabric of yujin’s shirt. it felt… it felt way too big for your tight pussy.

“y-yujin.. you’re too big, it kinda hurts-“ she gave you no time to rest, rocking her hips back and forth as soon as she got comfortable inside of you.

at first she was going slow and steady, but gradually she increased her speed. within minutes of slowly pumping her cock in and out, she was mercilessly ramming into your cunt seconds later. the pain at first was unbearable, she was just that big, but the faster she fucked you the more pleasure you felt. every part of her cock hit every spot you couldn’t find yourself, and god it felt way too good.

“so- so good… so tight.. mmghn fuck, your pussy feels amazing” embarrassingly enough, you moaned so loud at the comment. her praise alone was so comforting and so erotic that you couldn’t help but squeeze down on her length, she noticed how you reacted to her sweet words, wanting more of your reactions “you’re so pretty… under me. all fucked out, such a good girl”

her comment sent you over the edge, rolling your eyes back as your back slowly arches off the sofa. almost inaudible as you bite your lip to mute your own moans. yujin followed shortly after, giving one final thrust into you before stilling her hips and letting her warm cum shoot into you.

“that… was… so good” you mutter between breaths. you were completely spent, your legs were feeling like jelly but somehow yujin was still hard.

“still not enough. you still need to repay me more”

yeah no, you still needed to pay for service fees and shit. thankfully it was her last delivery for tonight.

#wintersera #ive smut #g!p ive #g!p yujin #ahn yujin smut #ive x fem reader smut #ive x reader smut #ahn yujin x reader smut #yujin x reader smut #girl group smut #kpop smut

[wosoamazing]

The Call Up

Summary: Leah's sister chooses a different national team and she isn't happy

Warnings: IDK, angry Leah??, if there is more let me know and I will add them.

A/N: Hey guys, this is my first fic, I'm thinking of turning this into a series I guess, kind of following Leah's sister and also Leah. I'm open to any feedback and also please send in any requests. I hope you like it. Also thank you to @girlgenius1111 for giving me the confidence to post this.

You and your sister were sitting in your living room, surrounded by your team-mates, having a mini team bonding day, it was mostly filled with phones ringing and “I’m in”s. Today was call up day for the senior international break that was coming up, everyone in the room had gotten a call except you, but you weren’t expecting a call, at 16 you were lucky to be in the Arsenal Women’s team, a senior call up was not something you expect. So, when the activities of the room were interrupted by a phone ringing everyone was confused no one else was let to get a call. Their eyes all darted the room checking they hadn’t forgotten someone before they all landed on you.

You sat there holding you buzzing phone, “I guess I better take this”, you stood up and walked out of the now silent room swiping to accept the call.

“Hello, this is Y/F/N Williamson speaking” you answered, every time you answered the phone differently you received a lecture from your sister, so answering the phone this way was now habit.

“Hello Y/N, it’s Tony Gustavsson, the Matilda’s head coach,”

“Yeah, I know,” you heard him chuckle, shit you said that out loud “Sorry, I’m really sorry I shouldn’t have said that”.

You were sure this was a call up, it wasn’t necessarily the call up you expected but secretly it was the call up you always wished for.

“No, no it’s all good. I’m just calling to ask if you would like to join me and my staff and the Matilda’s on international break, you are really quite talented, and we think you could bring a lot to the team.”

“Oh my God, yes, yes, yes, I would love too! Thank you so much!”

“I’m glad, you’ll get an email soon with all the details you’ll need, I look forward to seeing you”.

“Thank you, bye”.

“Bye” he said as he hung up.

It was an unexpected call up but a warmly welcomed called up. You had lived in your sister’s shadow for years; yeah sure you were 16 and in the Arsenal Women’s team but you couldn’t help feel that your sister had something to do with it. Everything you ever did was because of her, your parents put you in football because she played it. You were an avid Arsenal support because that was her team. You always knew one day you would have to choose a national team, but you didn’t expect it so had never actually talked to anyone about it. You had spent your whole life living in England however you were born in Australia which meant you were a dual citizen and could play for either team. You had just chosen which team would be your national team forever without even a second thought.

You were in shock as you walked back into the room that held all the girls, you were on cloud nine, but soon you would fall from that cloud.

“What’s wrong” Leah asked.

“I got a call up”.

“What but under 18s call ups aren’t until next week” you were always called up to the under 18 Lionesses even though you were still eligible to play in their under 16s, so it was fair for her to assume the call up was for that team. There was a silence as you slowly nodded, a small grin appeared on her face growing larger by the millisecond until she screeched “You’re coming on international break with us!”

“Um… Well not exactly” She lost her grin immediately. Was this the right choice?

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not going on international break with you, but I am going on international break with a senior team” you replied as you looked around the room everyone’s faces were plastered with absolute confusion, expect for one, Steph Catley, in this moment she held a small barely noticeable smirk on her face, she seemed to know something the rest of them didn’t.

“Well-“, you continued however you were cut off by your phone ringing, “Sorry I should take this” you say as you walk away, you knew who this was, you had remember this number off by heart.

“Hello, it’s Y/F/N Williamson speaking” you answered.

“Hi Y/N, it’s Sarina Wiegman, I was wondering if you would like to join me and the team for international break, my staff and I have been watching you and your quite the powerhouse.”

“Um, I’m really sorry Sarina, thank you so much for the offer but I’m going to have to turn it down”.

“Oh okay-“, she was cut off as you hung up on her. You stood there for a minute soaking it all in before starting to walk back in.

“So?” your sister questioned, you were about to speak but your sisters phone rang “Sorry its Sarina,” you wished you could just disappear, that second, you knew exactly what Sarina was going to say to her, Leah had already received her call up and it was no coincidence that Sarina was calling her just after you hung up on her.

“Hi Sarina, how are-” it seemed she was cut off, “Okay. Oh. Yep. Thank you. Will do, bye” and just like that the call was over.

“Um why did Sarina just call me to say you turned now her offer for you to join us on international break, and worse hang up and not listen to her fish?” The girls’ jaws dropped simultaneously in disbelief, expect for Steph whose smirk had grown larger.

“Because I’m already going on international break like I said” you reply.

“But with who?”

“I think you’re all forgetting something” Steph chimed in. Leah flashed her a glance, Steph’s grin caused Leah’s confused, annoyed and shocked mix of a face to turn into one of almost disappointment and anger.

“What.” you nod, she had realised and there was no turning back now “No.” You smirk “You didn’t. How could you. You know what I don’t even care anymore,” and with that your sister stormed out of living room down to her bedroom and slammed the door, but it opened again “If I was you I would find a place to stay for tonight, and maybe ever,” the door slammed again.

A tear rolled down your check and you let out a shaky breath. “Hey, come here it’s alright,” Steph said softly, holding her arms out gesturing to you. You climbed onto her lap and she embraced you in a tight warm hug.

“Wait, but can someone catch me up, I’m still so confused” Beth piped out, causing some of the girls to giggle.

“Do you want to tell them, or do you want me to?” Steph whispered to you.

“I will.”

You shuffled in Steph’s lap so that you were facing the girls. “I um… well, the first phone call I got was from Tony.” you took a deep breath, Steph gave your shoulders a reassuring squeeze “Tony Gustavsson. He, um, he asked me if I wanted to join him and the Matilda’s for their international break, and um, well I-I said that I would love to….”

“Wait, but how are you eligible?” Beth asked, if she’d forgotten they must have all forgotten.

“I was born in Australia, Dad was posted at one of their army training bases by the UK military, because of some agreement between Australia and the UK in terms of training or something. Leah was about 10. Mum fell pregnant with Jacob and I and we were born there, but we moved back here, to England, when I was about one and have lived here ever since. But it does mean I’m a dual citizen meaning I was eligible for both teams”. Jacob was your annoying twin brother that’s all there is to say about him.

“Wait but is Leah?” “That is so cool” “Congratulations” “Don’t worry about Leah she will get over herself.” the girls all spoke at once.

“No Leah isn’t but Dad, Jacob and I are”, they all came over and gave me a big hug.

“We might just go check on Leah if that is okay” Beth, Kim, Viv, Katie, and Lia said. I nodded at them, and they turned around to go find Leah.

“We’re going to head off, if we want Amanda to be packed in time to go to camp, we better get her home now” Stina said “Hey,” Amanda replied as she was offended. Majority of the team followed them out, Caitlin showing them out before locking the door and coming back to join Kyra, you and Steph, positioning herself in the middle of where you and Steph were placed on the couch and where Kyra was sitting on the floor, by sitting down on the end of the couch.

Kyra still held the huge grin on her face that had appeared earlier when you said Tony called you. Her cheesy grin going ear to ear and knowing what she was thinking about made you giggle slightly. At this Steph and Caitlin looked over to her, when Caitlin playfully hit her. “Hey! What was that for?” she said like a child.

“You’re not going to be allowed to cause mischief in Aus, Sam won’t let that fly, you know that”, Kyra dramatically pouted with an “Oh” which caused you to giggle again and the older two to chuckle.

“You excited bug?” “Do you want us to help you pack?” “It’s going to be so cool having you on the team” they all stated. Another tear rolled down your check at these words, however this time it wasn’t a lone tear, it was followed by another and another until suddenly you were sobbing. “Hey, hey, hey,” Steph calmly said as she turned you back around to face her and wrapped you in a nice warm tight hug, in efforts to calm you down. Caitlin scooted closer to you and Steph and started to rub your back. Once you had calmed down slightly Steph let go of you and wiped the tears from your face whilst also slightly lifting your head, so you looked at her.

“What’s up?” She questioned.

“I-I,” you stuttered as another tear rolled down your face, which you wiped away with your hand, you went to put you hand back towards your chest in efforts to keep the tight ball your body had formed, but it was intercepted as someone else took it in their hand. You looked up and it was Kyra, she must’ve moved to sit next to you guys when you were crying. Kyra gave you a warm smile to which you returned before you turn your head to face Steph again. “W-What, if, this isn’t,” another shaky breath left your body before you could continue “What if this isn’t the right decision, maybe I just decided this in spite of Leah and not for me.” You spit out, the tears start fall faster again.

“Oh baby, it’s okay to be unsure, but I know that you know this is the right decision. I remember you telling me you wanted to be on my team on your second day at Arsenal, I replied to you ‘well that dream came true’, to which you looked at me like I had three heads and said ‘No, I want to be a Matilda’.” All four of you giggle before Steph continued “I think that was one of the first, actually no it was the first thing you said to me, and you were so admit and sure about it, it was what you wanted to do, and it still is, and maybe part of you wants to do it to go against Leah and prove to yourself and to Leah and maybe even your family, that you aren’t Leah’s Mini Me, that you are, you, and not her shadow but even doing it for that reason doesn’t mean you’re not doing it for you” you hum in reply, as you soaked in everything Steph had said and thought about it.

“Does Leah hate me now?” you ask thinking back to her initial reaction.

“No, no she doesn’t” Caitlin spoke this time.

“She might,” Kyra added food for thought, “Oi Kyra don’t,” Steph told Kyra off “No she doesn’t hate you, she just overreacted that’s all, and I think she felt a bit caught off guard, after all no one else knew you were thinking about choosing the Matilda’s over the Lionesses.” Content with her answer you nodded, leaning back in for a hug, that’s how you four remained for the next few minutes, you in Steph’s lap, her hugging you, Caitlin’s hand still on your back and your hand holding Kyra’s. That was until you were interrupted.

Soft footsteps were followed by Beth’s voice “See I told you she was, and she would be fine” you could even hear Beth’s ‘I’m right’ smirk in her voice.

You lifted your head and turned it around to see you sister standing there surrounded by your older teammates, her tearstained, red slightly puffy face matched yours. As she walked towards you, Caitlin’s hand left you back. Letting go of Kyra’s hand you glanced at Steph who nodded before you once again found yourself shuffling in her lap, this time turning around to face your sister. She bobbed down in front of you taking both your hands in hers.

“Bug, I’m really sorry, I shouldn’t have behaved like that.”

“It’s okay,” you mumbled as she glanced up at Steph who gave her a reassuring smile and said, “It’s okay, she’s okay, we will look after her”, you watched your sister sit down on the couch and gesture for you to come over to her, with that you left Steph’s lap and climbed onto your sister’s lap.

Steph, Caitlin and Kyra communicated silently before standing up and following the others into the kitchen leaving you and your sister alone in the living room. You could hear that the others were speaking but you couldn’t hear what they were saying, you just continue to sit in your sister’s lap enjoying her warm embrace for a moment before looking up to her, and saying “I love you.”

“I love you too bug, so so so much” she said as a tear rolled down her check, “and I’m really sorry for the way I reacted, I-I, I just didn’t really expect it and was caught off guard slightly, but the girls helped me realised I never actually heard you say you wanted to join the Lionesses, we never spoke about it, it was just something that I assumed, something I thought was a given, but it was never a given, you were always eligible for two national teams, and it does make sense as to why you choose them. But I shouldn’t reacted that way and I really regret saying the things I said.”

“It’s okay” you said as you smiled at her.

“But bug it really isn’t, and I am very very sorry.” you nodded burying your head in her chest.

“Bug,” you looked up at her whilst rolling your eyes, how many times does she have to say bug in one moment. Bug was her nickname for you (there is a long story behind how it came about) and whilst you didn’t mind it she was the only one allowed to use it generally, you didn’t mind if the other girls used it when you were upset, or sick but in general it was prohibited, however maybe she needed to be prohibited from using it too. She chucked at your reaction before continuing “I am really proud of you, you know that. Getting a senior call up at 16, to a different team than your youth national team, that really is something bug, and I’ve never said it, but you really are amazing you know that, you are so talented and driven-”

“That’s a lie” she was cut off by Katie, to your surprise the rest of the girls were now standing in the living room, you were so caught up in the moment that you didn’t realise they were there, and by her slight jump neither did your sister. They handed you and your sister some water before sitting down around you two. You looked at Katie, who realised what you were ‘saying’ and continued “Well the never said it part is wrong, the amazing talented part is just straight facts,” you smiled at Katie, “but honestly, I don’t think a training goes by where she doesn’t say something along the lines of you being amazing.”

“Yeah honestly, it’s always like ‘did you see that?’” Viv spoke up before the rest joined in mocking your sister.

“Oh my God, she really is good isn’t she”.

“She might be better than you”.

“That was amazing”.

“I don’t think I was that good at her age, well maybe I was but you weren’t”.

You laughed at your sister’s expense. “But she is not wrong,” your captain Kim said before the room fell to silence, your head lay on your sister’s chest.

“Well, we best get going” Lia states, the others responded with many yeahs before getting up. “No stay,” you quickly spat out whilst they were all gathering their things to leave, you looked up to your sister, who after today’s events melted at your pleading little face, she looked up at the girls who were all looking at her awaiting a response.

“Guys, I mean you’re welcome to stay if you want, we are more than happy for you to stay, but if you have anything important on you don’t have to stay” she sighed.

“What else would we have on?” Kim questioned as they all sat down, someone turned on the TV causing some of them to have a heated argument over what to watch, you would normally be the ringleader in these arguments however today you just wanted to stay in your sister’s comfort, feeling slightly tired. You felt the slight dip in the couch, as someone sat down next to Leah, if anything slightly oddly close, but a familiar sent met your nose and you knew who it was and so you were content, the scent belonged to a person who had be coming over to your house more often recently, you didn’t mind her presence though, she made your sister happy and she could actually cook.

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The sudden knock at the door woke you from your nap, you rubbed your eyes as the girls all looked at you some of them cooing. You heard another knock at the door followed by your sister’s “Oh Shit”.

“What?” one of the girls questioned.

“It’s our parents and the evil twin” you said not bothering to move from you position on your sister, however your position was different to the one you were in before your nap, she must’ve gotten up at some stage.

“I forgot they were coming over,” she said whilst trying to get up, her movement was only to be met with your grumbles. Lia went over and let you parents in. Once they stood in the living room you decided to get up and go greet them.

All the girls said hello to them too before Kim said, “Well we best head off, we will leave you to your family night.”

Your Mum gave Kim a tap on the arm before saying, “no nonsense you girls are welcome to stay, you’re family after all, just in a different way. And plus, Leah clearly forgot we were coming”.

“Oh okay, thank you. We’ve just had a bit of a tough day, most likely why Leah forgot.” Kim stated trying to help Leah’s case.

“Yes, I gathered that, anyone mind getting me up to date” Mum replied.

“I got a senior team call up!” you said excitedly.

“That’s fantastic!” “Well done sweetheart” your parents reply “Well, it’s official I’m the failure of the family” your twin brother joked.

“I’m going to be a Matilda” you said slightly more cautiously, there was a moment of silence, and you were unable to read your parents faces.

“Well, I did always like the Aussies” Your Dad remarked.

“That’s amazing sweetheart” they both pulled you in for a hug whilst looking around the room still a little confused, having a senior team call up wouldn’t be the reason their youngest daughter was fast asleep on their eldest’s lap when they got not, nor does it explain Leah’s guilty face, it wasn’t a I’m sorry I forgot guilty face, it was something else.

“Why don’t I take you to the kitchen, so you can grab a glass of water,” Kim said as they followed her in, whilst they knew where the kitchen was, they knew there was an implied meaning to what Kim had said, and apparently Jacob did too, “Wait for me, I want in on the tea” Jacob yelled running after them.

Jacob came running back in, your parents and Kim following shortly after. “High five” Jacob yelled as you high fived him. “What was that for?” You asked.

“For pissing of Patsy over there” you chuckled at his reply. He insisted on calling you sister Patsy.

“Well, I’m thinking Pizza and maybe a beer in celebration, anyone else?” You Dad asked, everyone in the room cheered.

The rest of the night was spent eating, drinking (one beers each as you all had training tomorrow), watching TV and just chilling. You soaked it all up, the moment, the feeling, the love, as your family, both blood and chosen, celebrated in your honour.

#woso x reader #woso community #arsenal wfc #woso #woso fanfics #leah williamson #awfc #awfc x reader #awfc imagine #arsenal women #matildas #auswnt #woso imagine #lionesses #womens football #woso soccer

[novosg]

Who’s Your Friend?

In which Miles’ sister meets a certain punk. And keeps meeting him….Much to her little brother’s dismay.

Ft: The Arachnakids, femMorales!reader,

Fluff, use of Y/N, sfw, written with a black reader in mind(reader is 18, Hobie is 19), 1.8k words, most likely gonna make a part 2

Your brother was Spider-Man.

That was an indisputable fact that had been bared to you over a year ago, not long after you had gotten the call that your uncle had died. Miles had been gone for hours, but when he finally came home he had hugged you so tight you thought your ribs were going to crack. He had practically broken down in your arms, chest heaving as he told you everything.

You knew how much Aaron had meant to him—he was Miles’ biggest confidant. And after losing that confidant, he decided to place his trust in you, another person who took up most of his heart. So, you decided to honor that trust by not breathing a word to your parents about what he had told you.

In the year following everything that happened, you and your brother had grown quite closer, what with him not having to hide such a huge part of himself around you. Though you were away at college for the most part, that never stopped Miles from updating you about the latest things he got up to as Spider-Man. Almost everyday he was calling or texting you about whatever villain he had come across.

All in all, you were quite used to Brooklyn’s more…interesting sights. Whether it be a gang of thugs trying to rob a jewelry store, a reptilian beast crawling up the side of a building being posted all over the news, or a guy whose wingspan was mechanically stretched way too far, you had felt like you’d seen it all.

Even now, you were hardly fazed to see your little brother crawling in through the living room window. You watched him casually, the pencil in your hand coming to a stop as he dropped to the floor, unaware of your presence as he slipped off his mask. He let out a small sigh, glancing around as if to check if the coast was clear.

You were back home for the week, spring break seeing to it that you got some much needed time with your family. Miles was well aware of this, along with the chance of your parents being at the house in the middle of the day was slim to none. Still, he could at least try to be subtle.

“Miles,” you finally said, biting back a grin as your brother shrieked and nearly jumped out of his skin. He whipped around, mask gripped in one of the fists he raised instinctively in front of him before realizing it was just you. He heaved out a sigh of relief as he lowered his hands.

“Y/n,” he groaned. “What are you doing here?”

You raised an unamused brow at him and gestured at the papers sprawled around you on the kitchen island. Though you were technically on break, your professor had seen to it that a project was to be completed before you returned.

Miles took one look at the mess before nodding in understanding. “Right,” he mumbled. “You’re not too busy, though, right? ‘Cause I gotta—”

“Miles!” A voice called from outside the window. Miles winced while you perked up. Someone dropped down from the roof, clad in a suit like your brother’s except hers was black and white with its own twist to it. The colors upon it were so delicate it was if you were looking at a pastel painting. Her face was covered but you could still see the shock in the eyes of her mask (how that was possible you didn’t know) when she caught sight of you. “Oh, I um, is this-”

“Yeah, this is—" Miles started nervously, only to be cut off by another, more accented voice:

“Miles you okay?” Another person, presumably another spider-person appeared, ducking his head down enough so that he could see into the apartment. “We heard a very girlish scream.”

That pulled a laugh out of you, one that earned you a glare from your brother. You could’ve swore you even heard a snicker from the girl. The new face practically bounded into the room, his bright, intricate suit causing you to let out a small hum of appreciation at the amount of detail. You locked eyes and he tilted his head curiously, but still waved politely. You smiled and returned the gesture to which he seemed pleased at.

“I’m fine, guys. It’s just my—” No voice came this time, rather a thud as someone dropped unceremoniously against the windowsill. Your brows furrowed as he climbed in as well, practically towering over the two standing beside him. His appearance was certainly…something. It was flashy, as if he had stepped right off of a newspaper clipping. Or at least that’s how it was until he…shifted colors? He turned pinkish as his hands moved to rest within his pockets, letting you take notice of the guitar slung around him. Not to mention his clothes, with their various patches, rips, and tears screamed ‘punk.’

Like the shorter boy next to him he tipped his head to the side once he spotted you. “Who’s—”

“I could tell you guys if you’d stop interrupting me,” Miles huffed. The guy grew quiet, removing his hands from his pocket to raise them in a placating manner. Miles gestured towards you before saying, “This is Y/n. She’s my sister. And she knows all about the whole…secret identity thing so don’t worry about—"

“Y/n! I’ve heard so much about you!” The girl cried, suddenly invigorated by Miles’ admission, she slipped her hood off and yanked off her mask. “I had a feeling but I wanted to be sure.” You blinked in surprise, recognizing the girl underneath.

“Gwen. I’ve…heard a lot about you too.” You’d certainly seen enough drawings. You cast your brother a knowing glance, which he quickly averted his eyes from.

A loud gasp escaped the shorter male and he too was taking off his mask. He seemed young, around the same age as Miles as he beamed at you.

“You have a sister? How is this just coming up now? It’s so nice to meet you!” He spoke very rapidly, obviously eager to breach the subject. He placed a hand on his chest, dipping his head at you in proper greeting. “My name is Pavitr Prabhakar. But, call me Pav, all my friends do.”

You smiled appreciatively and nodded. “It’s nice to meet you too, Pav.” That only garnered an even brighter smile from him; one that you were afraid would blind you if he got any happier.

The tallest one of them all, and the one who had yet to say anything at the newfound information, scratched at the back of his neck. He looked between you and Miles before letting his hand drop down to his side.

“Well that’s a bloody shock,” he muttered, his British accent causing your head to tilt curiously before he was taking his mask off as well.

You felt yourself physically pause as his face came into view and you hoped you didn’t look as starstruck as you felt.

As his color shifted to something more natural, his dark locs that seemed to come from some inexplicable space were enough to throw you for a loop. He seemed slightly older than the others, closer to your age if anything. On top of that he was…strikingly handsome. With dark skin and lidded, dim grey eyes that were accentuated by the silver piercings present on his face, he had left you stunned.

His nose scrunched briefly as he gave a quick shake of his hair. Once his eyes landed back on you he raised a brow and you reminded yourself to blink. He didn’t point out your blatant staring, but the slight curve to his full lips as he introduced himself was enough for you to internally chastise yourself.

“Name’s Hobie,” he said simply. You nodded but couldn’t help but frown thoughtfully.

“Hobie?” You parroted.

Gwen cut in for him, looking quite amused. “Hobart actually. He just prefers—”

“Hobie,” he concluded. Then, more sarcastically he said, “Thanks though, Gwendy.” She smirked, seeming pleased with herself.

“Got it,” you said softly. You sat up a bit straighter and offered up a smile. “Still, it’s nice to meet you. All of you.”

His gaze rested on you in a way that made you feel almost shy. His lips curled back up into a causal smirk as he nodded.

“Feeling’s mutual,” he replied and you could practically feel your dignity slipping away.

Miles, who had grown quiet as he let the others properly meet you, looked between you and Hobie, his brows furrowed in a way similar to yours as he watched the two of you interact. Whatever he saw was enough to cause him to clear his throat loudly.

“Well, uh, hate to rush, sis, but I just needed to grab some more cartridges.” You turned to look at him but he was already gone, scrounging around quickly for some extra webs. Not even a minute later, he was back in the living room, smiling almost sheepishly. “Got ‘em. Guess we’d better get going.”

Pavitr and Gwen were quick to voice their objections, but Miles paid them no mind. His eyes focused on Hobie, who had yet to look away from you. His gaze showed genuine interest, and the way you were matching said gaze with one of your own told Miles he needed to wrap this up quickly. Gwen followed his line of sight and, after the two of them locked eyes, she gave an understanding nod before heading towards the window.

“Yeah, better get back to it,” she said dismissively, a small grin on her face. “Pav, come on,” she hissed to the shorter boy who let out a disappointed groan.

“Fine. Bye, Y/n! Let’s talk more next time!” With that, he pulled his mask down and leapt out the window before swinging out of sight.

“Agreed. I’ve got so much I want to ask you. Next time though.” Gwen smiled warmly at you as she leaned out the window.

Hobie backed up slowly, head tilted almost playfully. “I’ll see you next time, yeah?”

You felt your heart flutter unfairly and breathed out a soft, “Yeah.” He perked up at that, but was suddenly yanked back by a web Gwen had latched on to his shoulder.

“Okay, okay, I’m coming,” he grumbled and then they both were gone. Miles followed after them, but stopped once he got to the window. He paused and looked back at you, a disapproving frown on his face.

You rolled your eyes even though your lips quirked up into a grin. “What?” You asked.

He was quiet for a second before saying, “Wipe that look off your face.”

You laughed and called after him, “What look?” just as he jumped through the window. You smiled softly to yourself as you looked back down at your work, mind and heart whirling.

#hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #x reader #reader insert #atsv #across the spiderverse #x black fem reader

[yuheartss]

WHOS THAT GIRL?

IN WHICH — light finally makes a move on the girl he’s been stalking since high school

ʚɞ WC? 949 wordss

ʚɞ warnings! - stalking, hint of kidnapping, fem!reader, fluff-ish, unedited, lowercase intended!

ʚɞ a/n: I feel like I made him a little ooc but I hope not.. if I did please tell me! constructive criticism is welcome js don't b mean ⟢

In collage you were a bubbly person you had all the best fashions, best friends everything you could’ve ever wanted except one thing, a boyfriend, you told yourself that you didn’t need one you had to work on your fashion design major

You went to a small cafe to work on a dress sketch with your earbuds on you don’t notice a man coming up to you, he taps your shoulder and you look up at him “yes?” You ask “um can I sit here? All of the other tables are full” you look around and he was right it was full

“Yea sure” you said welcomingly the man smiles and sits with a cup of tea in hand “so what’s your name?” He says, hoping to start a conversation you look up from your sketchbook you give him another smile “y/n what about you?”

“Light” he says leaning back against his chair he looks at your sketch “are you in a fashion major or something? I can tell because of your unique style and your sketches” light finished, like he didn’t already know, you stare at him for a minute and laugh softly “your very observant Light,yea I’m in that major what about you?”

“I’m in criminal justice my father was a cop so I’m just following his footsteps” he said casually, looking into your eyes for any suspicions you might have “interesting…you don’t look like you’d be a cop more like a…scientist or something” you tilt you head as he chuckles

Your phone buzzed causing the both of you to look at the phone “hello?” You answered the keychain on your flip phone dangled as you leaned over to talk to your friend as you were doing this light took notice of your slicked back bun your curls covered in glitter hairspray, charms and hair clips near your ears

He knows you’ve been like this since high school you’ve Always been friendly you were popular and all but you never had any classes with light so of course you weren’t gonna remember him

Ryuk hoveres over Light his smile never falters what are you gonna do Light? Your not gonna stalk her are you? Ryuk teases looking over to you, still on call with who ever

“Very funny” Light says softly “i already know where she lives” Ryuk laughs as you turn back to Light “sorry about that something came up I gotta go it was nice meeting you Light” you say as you start to pack your things up

“Wait! Can- can I see you again?” He asks a little too desperately but that’s what girls like right? You blush a little and flip a page of your sketchbook and write your number down you rip the paper out and give it to him before speed walking out

He watches you go and looks at the note :

xxx-xxx-xxxx call me! ♡

He smiled at this and left the cafe as light walked out the street he couldn’t help but start thinking about if you r always like that or do you fake a face or the public he just couldn’t help but think about you about what makes you tic your fears everything

So two months later you guys have been hanging out and then light calls you, he asks if you want to take a walk in a park and of course you agree, you put on your best outfit ever cheetah print leg warmers here bows with similar patters over there

And of course you being the only person of color with bright colors on, it made you stand out quite a lot you got stares from girls and boys, men and women, dogs even! it made you slightly uncomfortable as you noticed this one man who kept following you ever since you got off the bus

You brushed that aside once you saw Light in the distance you called his name and he looked over to you with a smile you caught up to him and held his arm “sorry about this” you muttered as you leaned you head on his arm

Thinking that this’ll throw the man off and he’ll leave to which he did leave after a while of walking and that’s when you let go of Light “sorry some guy was following me and I wanted to shake him off” you explained as he nodded “yea I kinda figured that’s what you were doing it’s no problem” he replied deciding to be bold and take your hand

You bit your lip softly to stop the expression that your blushing to appear “soo where are we going?” You ask as you both go deeper into the park “you’ll see..” was all he said when you both got onto the center of the park he had shown you a lit up little area fairy lights, the water fountain reflecting those light’s making the water light up, flower bushes all around

“Oh wow..” you said softly placing your well-manicured hand over you mouth “like it?” He asked with a smirk watching your every move “yeah.. are you finna propose or something?” You questioned him eyeing him suspiciously

He chuckles “no no nothing like that, I was gonna ask if you wanted to be my girlfriend” you pause for a moment he was so casual about it you almost missed the question, you practically jumped on him screaming a yes he returned your hug smiling but what you couldn’t see was the dark look in his eyes

Next thing you know, your on tv you watch as the reporter says that you’ve been missing for three months she finally asks? who’s that girl?

#death note #light yagami #light yagami x reader #light yagami x you #poc reader #black!reader #tw stalking #tw mentions of kidnapping #kinda fluff #agejo gyaru #agejo!reader #gyaru reader #naowrites໑⃝

[bedsyandco]

Better off Together • Emerson x Will

23 December ‘23

Emerson was sitting in one of her favourite cafés in San Jose, enjoying the company of Thomas and William a few days before Christmas. She’d been soaking up these few days back home, enjoying the break from Boston and the situation she found herself in there. It’s been a few weeks and Em can finally think about Will without feeling like she’s going to throw up.

“How’s lover boy doing?” Thomas asks teasingly.

“He’s uh- I wouldn’t know actually. We ended it.”

“You ended it?” William asks

“He ended it,” Emerson say, seemingly fascinated with the menu laying in front of her

“He ended it?” Thomas asks disbelievingly

“Yes Thom, that’s what I said. He broke up with me.”

“Why?” Thomas asks

“A lot of reasons. The main one being that I didn’t want to tell my dad about us yet and that meant keeping our relationship a secret. And the fact that he thinks I don’t love him.”

“Do you? Love him?” William asks and Em nods still not making eye contact with them.

“Did you tell him?” Thomas asks

“Even if I did, actions speak louder than words and he was right mine doesn’t say that I love him,” Emerson says

“Why don’t you wanna tell your dad?” William asks

“I just don’t know how he’s gonna react, with how everything ended with Jason. And Will is apart of our organization, it would be frowned upon for me to be romantically involved with him,” Emerson explains

“I’m pretty sure your dad already knows.” Thomas says

“There’s no way,” Em argues

“He went to Boston multiple times over the last few months. Did he come see you once? Because if he didn’t, who else is in Boston except Will?” Thomas asks

“The sharks played Boston at some point,” she says

“Not more than once. I’m like 99.8% sure your dad has been visiting Will and I wouldn’t be surprised to find out he’s known all this time.” Thomas says

“He would’ve said something. They both would have said something.” she argues

“Or maybe both of them were waiting for you to tell them,” William says and Em bites her lip while she contemplates this information.

“I have to go,” she says abruptly making her way out of the cafe and into her car, driving home.

—

“Dad?” Emerson asks, knocking on her dad's home office door.

“Come in sweetheart,” her dad calls and she pushes open the door, entering the room and sitting on one of the chairs, wiping her hands on her pants nervously.

“What’s wrong Emmy,” her dad asks worriedly

“Can we talk about something?” Em asks and her dad closes his laptop, giving her his full attention. A rare occurrence.

“It’s um-“ em starts, unsure of how to word this properly.

“Is this about a certain boy? He looks a little bit like a Disney prince.” her dad asks amused

“You do know,” she accuses and her dad only smiles

“Of course I know Emmy. You’re my daughter and he’s one of my prospects, you really thought you could hide that from me?” her dad asks gently, a little bit of hurt shining through his expression at the thought that she’d want to.

“I wasn’t sure how you were going to react, knowing he’s part of our team and it would complicate things. Also the way things ended with Jason-“ she says and her dad cuts her off

“Let’s not even go there. Don’t even say his name. Will’s nothing like him.” her dad says and she eyes him sceptically

“You know him well?” Em questions her father

“I’ve had dinner with him a few times. Threatened to keep him in the minors for years if he kept seeing you,” her dad says and Em’s jaw drops

“You did not,”

“I did. Kid took it like a champ though. Respectfully told me that I need him just as much as he needs me, which is true. Also told me that he loves my daughter and he’s going to continue seeing her despite what I had to say. Our dinners after that were quite pleasant, mostly discussing his hockey.”

“So…if I were to tell you that I was in love with said Disney prince looking hockey player… you would approve?” Em asks

“Let’s just say if you have to date a hockey player, I’m glad it’s him,” her dad says and she smiles faintly, standing up at the same time her dad does and going to give him a hug.

“Dad?” She mumbles against his chest

“Yeah?”

“Can you buy me a plane ticket to Sweden?” she asks sweetly smiling up at him

“It will be waiting for you under the tree,” her dad answers, kissing her on the head.

—

25 December ‘23

Em: “Merry Christmas Pretty boy,”

Is the text Will wakes up to on Christmas morning and he really does feel like a little kid on Christmas because of it. It wasn’t expected. Him and Em, while on civil terms haven’t communicated much, if at all, since their break up, but she seemed in a good mood and he missed her so he wasn’t about to ruin it for both of them. She hasn’t called him pretty boy in so long.

Will: “Merry Christmas Princess,”

Em: “Good luck tomorrow.”

Is the response he receives and he’s a little disappointed because that seems a lot like goodbye already.

Will: “you’d love Sweden. We miss you.”

Is what he decides to text back, knowing she could see everyone’s posts, and the whole group was here but her.

—

31 December ‘23

Em feels a little nervous as she sits next to Rory, gripping her hand tight. She doesn’t know if this was the best decision, showing up to the game wearing Will’s jersey. Her flight got there last night and she went to bed as soon as she got to the hotel, sleeping right up until she had to start getting ready for the game.

She texted Rory before deciding to come to Sweden, coordinating hotels and arena seats. They were sitting right in front of the glass, behind Jacob’s net. The first guy that notices her is Jacob, sending her a little smile, and he really doesn’t look that surprised to see her at all. Rory must have told him she was coming.

Then comes Drew and Gabe, both spotting her at the same time. Drew only nods politely but Gabe stops and points to her saying “nice jersey” before skating away.

Ryan and her spot each other at the same time but she glances away first not wanting to prolong that communication, dismissing him effectively as he we skates past them without stopping towards two girls sitting only a few seats away from them. She recognizes them from Rory’s instagram knowing one of them is dating Ryan. She would be more intrigued to study the girl that her best friend is supposedly so infatuated with but Will comes into her vision in that exact moment capturing all her attention.

He’s so shocked to see her all his movements stop and for a second he’s just standing there looking at her until Gabe shoots a puck into his skate, snapping him out of it.

Em wipes her hands on her pants before bending down to pick up her sign, holding it up to the glass so that Will can see.

“Score a goal…Score a date”

Will shoots her a wide grin, no doubt also thinking about the fact that this is how their first date also came to be.

“Just one?” Will asks and she nods.

“The reservation is already made, for when we’re back.” She says, so Will knows that even if he doesn’t score tonight, she still wants to go on that date. Will sends her a smile, putting his hand on the glass for a moment before skating away, knowing this wasn’t easy for her. Though he wasn’t sure that wearing his jersey in Sweden, where barely anyone knew them had the same significance as wearing it at home would, it was a step, and he could acknowledge that.

—

The night ends in a win for the guys and she returns to the hotel, not sure if it was the best idea to wait for Will to come out of the locker room like the other girls.

An hour or so later Em was just about to get in her bed when she heard a knock on her hotel door. The sight she saw when she opened the door was one she was sure she wouldn’t soon forget. Will was standing there, in his game suit, the top two buttons undone, his hair a little messy and still damp from his shower.

“Hi,” she says a little dumbfounded and Will smirks at her.

“You gonna let me in?” he asks amused and Em opens the door wider, letting Will slip inside.

“You’re in Sweden,” he simply states taking off his blazer and hanging it across the vanity chair.

“I’m in Sweden,” she confirms even though they can both obviously see she’s here.

“You flew to Sweden, from California?” Will asks

“I did,” she answers

“You’re in Swe-“

“Yes Will. I’m in Sweden, I flew here from Cali. Ask me why I’m here,” she says impatiently

“I don’t think I wanna know the answer to that,” Will says softly and Em’s heart falls to her stomach.

“Will-“

“I shouldn’t have said yes to the date. At least not until we’ve talked. I was just too excited to see you and I wasn’t really thinking,” Will says quickly, taking a seat on her bed while she stands in the middle of the room.

“Okay.” Em replies, not sure what else to say, trying to hide her hurt and panic although she’s sure Will can see right through her.

“Why’d you come to Sweden?” Will asks and Em connects her hands behind her back, hoping to hide her nerves surrounding this conversation.

“For you. I talked to my dad. He knew about us. And you knew he knew,” she says softly

“Yeah we’ve met a few times, told him the very first time he came to Boston. Well I didn’t really have to tell him, he already knew.”

“Why didn’t you tell me. Things would’ve been so different if I had know-“

“No they wouldn’t have. Because you weren’t the one making that decision to be with me publically. The decision was already made for you. If your dad hadn’t already known, and I didn’t break up with you, you wouldn’t have told him and we’d still be sneaking around.” Will says with a non-negotiable tone. Not that em could really argue with that. He was right.

“You’re right. If you didn’t break up with me I wouldn’t have told him, not any time soon. We would still be keeping us a secret, and that wasn’t fair to you, and I’m sorry.”

“You really hurt my feelings,” Will says softly and Em stops herself from walking closer and touching him. This was a hard conversation they needed to have. And they both had to have a clear mind for it.

“I know. And I’m sorry Will. Please believe me when I say it was never my intention to hurt you, and me keeping this relationship a secret also had nothing to do with you. It was all me and my issues and insecurities and past. You’re…you’re everything I want. You’re perfect for me and it kills me that I messed it up before I even really had the chance to experience it.” Em says and crouches down in front of Will, taking his hands into hers.

“If I was a better person I would tell you that I don’t deserve you, that there’s some other girl that will treat you better, and there probably is, but I’m selfish and I want you all to myself. I know I messed up, and I’m sorry. But I promise I’ll do better this time. I’m gonna make mistakes Will, but I promise I’m gonna love you enough so it’ll be worth it.” she finishes and there’s a moment where she feels a flash of embarrassment. That she just laid her heart out like that. That she’s on her knees begging her ex to take her back. But she clings to that little part inside her heart telling her it’s Will and the moment of embarrassment and vulnerability is worth it.

“I wanna believe you. I do. I just-“

“I know. I get it. I heard you. Actions speak louder than words and I’m trying. I’m not asking for all of your love and your trust all at once. All I’m asking is a chance to earn it back.”

“You did fly to Sweden for me,” Will concedes with a little smile

“I did”

“You also wore my jersey,” he says, running his hand over the back of her neck.

“I did. I should’ve been wearing it all along. It looks a lot better than the other ones, don’t you think?”

“I do,” he answers, resting his forehead on top of hers and all he wants to do is kiss her, but he can’t, not yet. So he pulls away. He stands and pulls her up with him, gently pulling her in and squeezing her tight. He lets himself hold her for just a moment, enjoying the feeling again.

“I have to go before they notice I’m gone,” Will whispers, kissing her head and grabbing his blazer.

“Hey Em?” He says just as he’s about to walk out the door.

“Yeah,”

“I scored tonight, know what that means?” He asks unable to stop the smile booming on his face.

“What?”

“You owe me a date Princess,”

#❥ — ꒰ emerson + will ꒱

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Dreams, You Say? ~Larissa Weems xFem teacher!Reader

Sexual dream and confession, leading to actuality. Fucking on the Bed, reader bottom… eventually…

Link to Part 2

Mommy…Master List

Requests & Prompt-List

Warnings: NSFW, smut, sexual dreams, kissing, implied sex, more smutty smut… etc.

Part 1 of a two-parter mini series

Enjoy (;

You woke up that morning with a very vivid dream ringing fresh in your mind.

She was on top of you. Fully nude. Fucking you deep and slow. And so elegantly, it made you moan in such a delicious way. You could practically feel ever slow, passionate thrust into your core. But it wasn’t rushed or angry; no, it was deep love and appreciation. Like she was taking care of you so godamn well.

You rattled back into reality, with the sound of your alarm clock. And you felt the full feeling in your core fade away. But the image was imprinted in your mind.

You went about your day teaching your classes as usual, except for one inconvenience… that goddamn dream.

The dream just seemed to float into your mind at every possible moment making it extremely hard to concentrate.

“Open your Legs to page 234... —Books!! Open your Books to page 234!”

No matter what you did, that vivid picture would not leave your brain.

During one of your off-times from classes, while you were grading papers, you received a knock on your door.

“Come in.” you instructed, expecting a student in need of something; but was pleasantly surprised to find Larissa at your classroom door.

The clear, intruding scene of your nights visions came back. It was her. Larissa had been the one in that dream and now she was in your classroom…

“Larissa! What’s up?” you asked, putting your grading pen down and trying to keep it cool.

Larissa came into the classroom fully, making her way over to you.

“Well… I heard from some of your students that you had been acting oddly today, so I wanted to check in to see if everything was alright.”

Well shit…

“I appreciate your concern, just didn’t sleep well, nothing to worry about.” you somewhat lied your way through.

“Are you sure? What has been causing the sleep disturbances?” Larissa asked, her face flooded with care and concern.

“Um… well, I dream quite vividly… so that keeps me up.” you responded.

“About what? Anything I can help with?” was her next question.

Fuck…

Yea, by maybe passionately fucking me…?

“Well… usually sexual…” your voice got quieter and meeker.

“Oh. Well that’s nothing to be ashamed of. We all have our bouts of sexual dreams. Do they usually revolve around the same topic?” Larissa continued, very much invested in the conversation.

You blushed.

Yeah, you.

“Yeah… they usually have the same person…” you embarrassingly admitted, this was torture.

“Doing the same thing?” She quickly quipped back.

“No…” you basically whispered.

“Well what did they do last night? That obviously effected you a great deal…” she continued.

You swallowed hard, “They… they fucked me and I was on the bottom as they filled me up…”

“Ah, I see… Can u elaborate a bit more?”

“It was passionate and loving. Deep and slow. We were both completely naked…”

Her response this time was a hum.

And then there was silence.

“Darling?” Larissa whispered.

You looked up at her, awkward and needy from where this conversation had gone.

“Would it be alright if I kiss you?” she gently asked.

Your eyes grew wide and your mouth ran dry.

“Yea…” you chocked out.

Larissa leaned over the desk and kiss you lightly. It was full of love and care. She was gentle yet directive. You stood up, leaning into the kiss even more.

Larissa stuck her tongue inside your mouth, eliciting a whimper from your lips. She then proceeded to tongue fuck you nice and slow. It made your head swirl. Her right hand was cupping you chin, and her left was drawing your body closer to her and over the desk more.

Eventually, both of you were desperate for a breath. You both pulled back reluctantly. Larissa, with a small grin and red lipstick sneered around her mouth. You, with a deep blush and puffy lips tinted Larissa lipstick red.

“How about we make that little dream of yours into actuality?” Larissa inquisitively purred.

Your knees wobbled at the thought. You bit your lip. All you could do was nod.

“I’ll need words, darling.”

“Yes, please.” you basically begged.

Part 2… here 😏

#principal larissa weems smut #principal larissa weems #larissa x reader #larissa #larissa weems headcanon #larissa weems smut #larissa weems x reader #larissa weems #principal larissa weems x reader #principal weems headcanon #principal weems #principal weems smut #principal weems x reader #wednesday weems #weems #wednesday netflix smut #wednesday netflix fanfiction #wednesday netflix headcanon #wednesday addams netflix #wednesday netflix #wednsday addams #wednesday #mommy? sorry. mommy? sorry. mommy? #gwendolineuniverse #gwendoline christie character #gwendoline christie x reader #gwendoline christie #Spotify

[hannahmanderr]

DannyMay Day 9 - Ghost Zone

this one kind of got thrown together at the last minute, whoops

Words: 1,257

Summary: The A-listers manage to get themselves trapped in the Ghost Zone. Good thing the Prince is with them! Sadly, said Prince is about two seconds away from having a conniption over the whole thing. (FFN)

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“If this is where ghosts are supposed to live, I’m never gonna die. This place is so boring.”

Danny gritted his teeth. Don’t snark back, don’t snark back, he told himself in a desperate attempt to keep from lashing out at Paulina’s comment. 

It would be a heck of a lot easier if she and the rest of the A-list cronies would quit making jabs at his kingdom.

“The dead have feelings too, you know,” he said, failing to keep the sass out of his voice.

Well. At least he could say he tried.

Ashley sniffed. “I’m with Pauli. You’d think with all those cool powers and stuff, they’d live somewhere more interesting.”

“Yeah! I mean why else do they keep trying to take over the world?” Dash added. “Probably ‘cause our world is better.”

It took every ounce of Danny’s self-restraint to stop himself from whirling around with blazing green eyes and dishing out a strongly worded lecture about just how rude they were being at this point.

Except if he did that, they would undoubtedly have questions about the eyes and why he was being so defensive of the ghosts. Not to mention he was still getting a hang of the whole Crown Prince of the Infinite Realms thing, and he didn’t know if he could keep from accidentally summoning the crown and ring in such a high-emotion state. So yeah, probably not the smartest idea.

Still though, they needed to shut their mouths before someone overheard them and decided to teach them their own lesson. He liked to think that no ghost would be so stupid as to attack a group of humans, especially with him right there, but ghosts had a bit of a tendency not to think things through, particularly in situations that involved personal matters. And disrespect towards their home definitely constituted a personal matter.

Danny inhaled deeply. “You guys do realize you’re basically doing the equivalent of walking into someone else’s house and insulting it, right?”

“What? I thought you said those doors led to their homes,” Kwan said. He genuinely seemed confused as he looked back and forth.

Don’t snark back, don’t snark back. “I didn’t say it was exactly the same, it’s just similar. You - ugh, we are guests here. The least you can do is be civil and not get us attacked!”

“Ay, cállate, loser!” Paulina chided. “Maybe if you hadn’t messed us up with that invention, this wouldn’t be a problem in the first place!”

Ancients, Danny wished Sam and Tucker were here. Or even Jazz. “Or, and I’m just throwing out options here, if you hadn’t been messing with a dangerous weapon you knew nothing about, we wouldn’t be in this mess!” he shot back. 

He pinched the bridge of his nose and counted to ten. Another deep breath later, he said, “Look. All we have to do is get somewhere safe so we can contact someone to come get us. Once we’re there, you guys can say whatever you want, alright? I won’t even try and stop you.” He felt a little childish as he continued to stomp along the path, but he was at the end of his rope. He’d been trying to guide them through the Realms on foot and without flaunting his secret, though it was much easier said than done. At this point, he couldn’t be bothered to maintain his poise.

Dale and Dash jogged to catch up with him, to which he rolled his eyes. The jerks just had to be at the front of the pack.

“What makes you think you can stop us from doing anything, Fen-toenail?” Dash jeered.

“Um, guys?” Star said nervously from behind Danny, though he didn’t really register it. He was too busy being mad and trying to keep his crown and ring from manifesting.

“I still don’t know why we’re even following you in the first place,” Dale added, apparently also not having heard Star. “How do we even know you’re going the right way? We’ve been walking for hours! Knowing you, you’re probably just leading us in circles.”

Danny scoffed. “Trust me, if I could get us out of here and me away from you any sooner, I would. What would I get from keeping you here?”

“Guys,” Star said again, this time with more force. The three boys at the front of the group did not notice her still.

“Please! I bet you think this is hilarious! Your stupid little friends are probably watching us right now laughing their butts off!”

What little remained of Danny’s patience snapped. He felt his ring fizzle into existence around his middle finger and frost begin to circle his head. Turning on the two football players with his finger pointed at them, he growled, “You wanna know something? I-”

“Danny!” Star screeched as his foot suddenly landed on thin air. Gracelessly, he flailed his arms, trying to regain his footing, but it was too late. He fell off the path and tumbled into the green void. The other A-listers immediately began screaming in horror in harmony with Star.

Even as he fell, Danny managed to roll his eyes. Overdramatic jerks, he thought ruefully, though he was surprisingly pleased to hear Dash’s high-pitched shriek emerge out of the cacophony.

Then he remembered he was falling and, to these humans, that wasn’t a good thing. Instinctively, he tapped into his core, but in a panic not to use his flight in front of the A-listers and being hyper-aware of the ring and crown that had decided to make themselves known, he unintentionally drew upon his connection with the Realms. His core sang out, and the Realms immediately echoed in kind. 

He couldn’t help but relax into their fold as they shifted the ambient ectoplasm around him, forming a virtually invisible cushion for him to land in. For a blissful moment, he forgot all about the screaming A-listers still on the path above him and his annoyance towards them. He allowed himself to lose his awareness to the Realms, which were flooding him with the feeling of security. They were all too pleased to show their affection for their Prince, and he was more than happy to return the favor.

Then a particularly forceful cry from Ashley shattered the tranquility.

“What did you do to yourself?” she shouted.  She and the others were bent over the edge of the path, staring down at him. He hadn’t fallen far - only about 20 yards or so.

“And what the heck is that on your head?” Kwan demanded.

Danny winced. A glance at his hand confirmed it - his regalia was on full display. He didn’t need to check for the crown; he could feel its chill wrapped around his head.

Except there was another problem. In his panic, he’d forgotten that with the regalia of the Ghost King (or Prince, in his case) came the display of the bearer’s death scar. Clockwork had tried to explain it as a symbol of the King’s strength, endurance, and transparency, but Danny still didn’t understand it completely. Either way, it didn’t change the fact that tradition was tradition, and thus his death scar was in full view. For Pariah Dark, it had been the scar over his one good eye.

Unfortunately for Danny, his lightning scar stood out a lot more than Pariah’s.

He smiled shyly as he looked back up at the gaping A-listers. “This prove I know what I’m doing?” he joked, though he sounded unsure of himself.

Paulina promptly fainted.

#danny phantom #dannymay #dannymay2023 #dannymay 2023 #ghost king au #ghost king danny #danny is done with everything #and ghost king danny is literally my fave AU hands down

[mirisss]

Pick-up lines & Library kisses

Pairing: Jock! Sunwoo x afab! nerd! Reader

Wordcount ≈ 2.1k

Warnings: very cliche, overuse of the word ‘cute’, Sunwoo sorta kissing reader with consent, flirting, I think that’s it. 

Summary: Kim Sunwoo is a campus flirt, well known for his attractiveness, his skills as a soccer player, his extroversion, and mostly for his flirtatious ways. The man can flirt with a wall and make it blush. Though the only one he wants to flirt with is Lee (Y/n), the cute girl who spends most of her time in the library reading books, and, unfortunately, doesn’t pay him any attention. 

Note: (Y/n) is Juyeon’s younger sister. All the boys are the same age, (Y/n) is a year younger. Though you can imagine her looking any way you want, if it helps imagine them being like step-siblings or something. 

Please reblog!

Sunwoo’s POV

“Great practice today boys! Keep up this energy for tomorrow and we’ll win the match!” As the coach yelled out his points for tomorrow I looked toward the bleachers, looking for a certain someone who would probably be nose-deep in a book of some kind. “Looking for your girlfriend?” Changmin jokingly said as he came up to me. I tutted, “She’s not my girlfriend, idiot,” “I heard Juyeon say that (Y/n) was gonna be in the library with Chanhee,” Eric said as he came over to the two. “Yah, don’t be so loud, it’s bad enough that pretty much all of the team knows of my crush, if Juyeon finds out, he’ll kill me,” “Dude, he already knows, I mean it’s so obvious that you’re head over heels for (Y/n),” I pushed Changmin and Eric a little as they taunted me. “SHUT UP! You idiots,” “(Y/n)!” I almost jumped a meter in the air as Juyeon called out his sister’s name. She was jogging over to him, she was facing down to the ground as she was embarrassed, she’s quite shy, how, I don’t know. “Juuu, don’t be so loud,” “Sorry sis, did you find the book you were looking for?” “No, the system said they should have it but I can’t find it anywhere, Chanhee and I looked through the entire fantasy section but couldn’t find it,” (Y/n) was pouting as she looked up at her brother, (Y/n) loved reading and she would often sit on the bleachers reading during soccer practice to wait for her brother, I loved when she did that because it gave me more time during the day to admire her beauty and also to do this: “If you wanna live out a fantasy, I’m right here,” (Y/n) looked at me as I began talking and she blushed and looked away as I ended my line with a wink. “Watch your mouth, number 19. Wouldn’t wanna be number benched tomorrow, right?” Juyeon gave me a friendly glare while threatening me. Though I knew he would never bench me as I’m the star player, I still raised my hands in the air as we all laughed. Throughout the years of knowing Juyeon and (Y/n), I’ve always felt something special for (Y/n). (Y/n) though, has probably never taken me seriously, whenever I tried to flirt with her or do anything to get closer she would always just look away and tell me to “be serious” before she would return to her books. “Can we go home now? I have to try to find my book somewhere else,” “Yeah, come on, I just have to get my bag. Wanna start walking to the car?” “Mm, see ya there,” “I’ll walk with you,” I quickly offered before she walked off. “See ya tomorrow, Sunwooooo,” Eric said in a high-pitched voice as he blinked his eyes at me, I’m so getting him back someday. 

(Y/n) and I walked in silence for a while, (Y/n) looked literally anywhere that wasn’t me. “So, what book were you looking for today?” “Um, it’s this one book, it’s quite new, so it’s popular, but the status in the library finally said it was available, however, someone must have taken it without logging in and checking it out, because Chanhee and I searched through the entire section without finding it and the librarian didn’t know where it was either,” (Y/n) began talking about the book, telling me pretty much every piece of information she knew on the book except for the name of it. She was so excited and cute. Too soon we had reached her brother’s car and this also marked the end of our conversation, if you can even call it that. “Why don’t you try looking for the book again tomorrow? I can help you during lunch and even after classes too, I have some time before the match,” “You don’t have to help me, thanks though. But I’ll just ask Ju and maybe Jacob to help me,” “Come on, Juyeon will be busy preparing for the match as the captain since Sangyeon is sick, and Cobbie is supposed to help Haknyeon with some project, so just let me help you, I’m good at finding things,” “Like what?” “Like your cuteness or your adorable smile,” “Be serious, Woo,” “I am serious, let me help you?” “Alright, thanks Sunwoo,” “See you tomorrow, cutie,” I gave her a wink and a little wave before I walked away. 

Third person POV

A few minutes later Juyeon came up to the car and we got in and drove home. “I’m sorry I can’t help you search for your book tomorrow, I just have a lot of preparations to make for the game and I’m also working with Kevin to prepare some things for the dance on Saturday, maybe we can go on Monday?” “It’s fine Ju, don’t worry about it. Sunwoo said he would help me tomorrow so hopefully, we can find it. If not, I’ll just have to wait until I find it. Oh, by the way, how’s the dance prep going? Chanhee said that they were a bit behind schedule since Younghoon caught a cold,” “Well, yeah it’s a bit behind schedule with prepping the dance hall so Sangyeon, Hyunjae, Eric, and I are gonna help them after the game tomorrow so I can’t drive you home cause we’re gonna stay until everything is fixed,” “I can help out too, the dance committee really need to get some more members, there’s so few of them,” “No, you should go home tomorrow, or you won’t have any energy for the dance. And, yeah, you’re right, the dance committee is so short-staffed, everyone loves their events but no one wants to help them,” “Mm, I’ll text Yeji and ask if she can give me a ride, it’s on the way for her anyway,” “I don’t think she can, Yeji and the other cheerleaders are doing prep of their own for the dance,” “Oh, then I guess I’ll just take the bus,” “I could ask Sunwoo to take you home, he’s not helping out with the dance prep cause I’m scared he’ll start bickering with Chanhee and ruin something,” (Y/n) looked at her brother a bit quizzically, (Y/n) was pretty confident that Sunwoo had a crush on her and if she knew, that meant Juyeon definitely knew. (Y/n) was surprised that Juyeon would still allow Sunwoo to be close to her, last time someone had a crush on her, Juyeon literally chased the guy away, with the help of his teammates. “I wouldn’t want to bother, Sunwoo, I can just get home on my own,” “He���ll gladly do it, besides I don’t want you to go home on your own that late. Here, take my phone and text him,” “Okay,” (Y/n) took Juyeon’s phone and opened it to text Sunwoo. *Hey, can you drive (Y/n) home tomorrow after the game?* *Yeah, absolutely, no problem, see ya tomorrow, cap* “He said he’ll take me home tomorrow,” “Great,” Not long after, the two siblings arrived home, ate dinner, and then headed to bed. 

Sunwoo’s POV

I swear that time was moving slower than ever this morning. My classes seemed to take forever, maybe I was just too eager to meet up with (Y/n), I don’t know but I’m certain that the clock in that lecture hall was only moving every fifth minute instead of each second. Not a second too late the lunch bell rang and I ran out of the room to begin sprinting toward the library, where I was gonna meet (Y/n). “(Y/n)! Cute shirt,” As soon as I reached her I noticed her wearing a very familiar t-shirt, it just so happened that Juyeon accidentally brought one of my t-shirts with him home one day and (Y/n) probably thought the shirt belonged to Juyeon, but nope, it’s mine. “Hi Sunwoo, thanks, it’s Juyeon’s shirt, it was cool so I took it, he didn’t seem to notice though,” I couldn’t help but smile even wider at how cute she was as she looked down at the print on the t-shirt. “You sure it’s Juyeon’s?” “I mean I took it from his wardrobe so I’m pretty sure,” “Have you ever seen him wearing it?” We walked into the library and began scanning the fantasy section for her book without her answering my question, she looked really focused so I thought she might have forgotten about the question. “Now that you mention it, no. I’ve never seen him wear it but I think I remember seeing someone else wearing it,” “Really? Who?” She looked toward me with a somewhat embarrassed look, “You,” I tried to quiet down my laugh as I nodded resulting in her blushing like crazy. “That’s right, it’s my shirt. However, I think it might be yours now, 'cause you look so cute in it,” I walked closer to her while she covered her face with her hands. “(Y/n)?” “Yeah?” “Look at me,” “No,” “I found your book,” She removed her hands from her face and looked up at me happily, “REAL-mm?!” I swooped down and gave her a peck on her lips, “Shh, we’re in a library,” (Y/n) froze, she just stood there staring at me while one of her hands lightly covered her lips. “Why?” “Why what?” “Why did you kiss me Sunwoo?” “Because I like you,” “Seriously?” “Yes, (Y/n) I’ve liked you for a long time and I haven’t been subtle about it, I’m surprised you didn’t know already. So, do you like me back?” “Mmm, I will if you can find my book for me,” “That’s easy then, considering that I did find it,” I reached over her head and took down a book, the one she had been looking for, and handed it to her. “But, I searched for hours yesterday, how could you just find it in 30 minutes??” “I had my good luck charm with me, everything is easy when I have you with me, but, since I found it, that means you like me?” She turned her back to me as she clutched the book to her chest. “Yeah, I like you,” She tried to walk away from me but I followed after her, probably smiling like a dork because I was so happy. As we stepped out of the library (Y/n) finally stopped to look back at me for a second and then she began walking again. “Wait, (Y/n), I have two very important questions to ask you,” She stopped and turned to face me once more, her face was as red as a tomato from how much she was blushing. She’s so cute. “Alright, what’s the questions?” “This isn’t one of them but do you not want to spend time with me? You seem to want to run away?” “I’m embarrassed and don’t know what to do right now, I need to find Chanhee to get advice,” “You don’t have to be embarrassed, I like you and you like me, no need to feel embarrassed. Anyway, my first question: (Y/n), would you do me the honor of going to the dance with me?” “Yes, I’d like that,” “Great, secondly: be my girlfriend?” She took a step closer to me and leaned a little closer, kissed me on the cheek, whispered ‘yes’ and then she ran away before I could react. “See ya after school, good luck on the match, bye,” She shouted as she ran. “YESSSSSS!” I shouted and did a little dance before I walked toward my next class. Lee (Y/n) is officially my girlfriend and I couldn’t be happier, let’s just hope Juyeon doesn’t kill me for dating his sister. 

#kim sunwoo x reader #sunwoo x reader #the boyz sunwoo #the boyz sunwoo x reader #tbz fluff #TBZ #tbz x reader #tbz sunwoo #sunwoo x afab! reader #the boyz #the boyz x reader #the boyz fluff #the boyz imagines #the boyz oneshot #the boyz scenario #the boyz au #jock! sunwoo x nerd! reader #afab reader #mirisss #mirisss.writings

[star-going-supernova]

Gregory has a nightmare where his dad, a famous singer, was an animatronic bear inside an 80s themed entertainment venue and his sister was a guard/rabbit killer. And tells it all at breakfast.

Give it up for tumblr generated prompt number 18! This one is also from ao3, by Ewq1111. Another very fun prompt! Framing canon as a dream one of the characters has is always going to get a chuckle out of me. Gregory is nine, Vanessa is fifteen, and Freddy’s their bio dad. 

Dreams (Probably) Don’t Have Deeper Meanings

It was fifty-fifty on whether Freddy would be the first up in their home. Not between him and his eldest, no. Vanessa would sleep until noon if she wasn’t retrieved sooner. But his youngest, Gregory, had more energy than any of them knew what to do with. 

He tried to be downstairs first mostly to avoid a repeat of the time Gregory decided to walk alone to the park two blocks over at 6:30 a.m. He didn’t always manage it, but his son at least had taken mercy on Freddy’s poor heart and not done that again. That he instead somehow found his way to the roof as an alternative two weeks after the park incident was… not ideal. 

These were the things Freddy was thinking about as he laid in bed, just barely awake, and heard Gregory’s door open. Before he could muster up the strength to slide out from under the covers to intercept him, those quick little footsteps had come right up to his own door. 

Freddy lifted his head, suddenly alert, as Gregory slipped into his bedroom. To his relief, Gregory didn’t look distressed as he climbed up on the bed and crawled over to collapse beside Freddy. He so hated to see his son upset. 

“I had a weird dream,” he announced, muffled where his face was pressed into the comforter. 

Freddy chuckled and nudged him into rolling over so they could face each other. “Was it a good weird dream?”

“I dunno. It wasn’t bad. Just… weird.” 

At risk of putting Gregory back to sleep, Freddy reached up and began to run his fingers through his son’s fluffy hair. He went limp almost immediately. “What was it about?” Freddy asked. 

“I got lost in a big mall. Like, really big. It had a bowling alley and laser tag and go karts and a big concert room and two arcades—”

“That is really big,” Freddy agreed. 

Gregory nodded. “And there were robots all over the place. Some were cleaning, and some were rolling around with flashlights. They were looking for intruders—like me!—but they were really bad at it. They didn’t see me until I ran into them.” He giggled. 

It sounded exactly like the sort of silly thing Gregory would dream of. “I suppose not even robots are guaranteed to be good at their jobs.”

“Yeah! But they weren’t the best robots. There was a band! A chicken, an alligator, a wolf, and a bear. They were all really cool.” 

Freddy tried to imagine it. “They actually looked like animals?” 

Gregory snorted. “No, no, like if humans wore costumes that looked like animals. Like mascots.” 

“Ah. But they weren’t costumes?” 

“Nope, they were animaltronics.” He frowned. “Wait. Um.” 

“Animatronics?” Freddy offered. 

His son wiggled. “Yeah, that! But the bear was you, Dad.” He kept going before Freddy could process that. “You were an orange bear with a blue lightning bolt on your chest and you were the singer in the band, and all the other robots were trying to get me except for you. And I hid in your stomach.” 

Freddy laughed. “I can see why it was a weird dream. Did I help keep you safe? Was I a good robot bear?” 

“You were the best!” Gregory nearly shouted. “You called me superstar and I had a watch with a special button that I could press and you would come find me! And you were pretty silly sometimes, but that’s okay, ’cause you’re my dad.”

Hm, superstar. He liked that, actually, quite a bit. But, “I was still your dad?” 

“Not really? But you were very dadly and you were always so worried about me. So even though I didn’t really think you were my real dad, you still kinda felt like a dad, y’know?” 

Pulling Gregory closer to press a kiss to his forehead, he said, “I’ll always protect you, superstar, even in your dreams.” 

Gregory beamed. “And even as a robot bear.”

The bedroom door opened the rest of the way, revealing Vanessa in all her bleary-eyed glory. She yawned and shuffled inside. “What’s all the racket about?” she asked. 

Gregory sat up. “Oops, sorry, Ness.” 

Joining him, Freddy explained, “Gregory was just telling me about his strange dream. I was apparently a singing robot bear protecting him from other robot animals.” 

She blinked at them, looking so tired you’d think she’d barely gotten any sleep at all. But Freddy knew his daughter, and he knew she was absolutely out by eleven at the latest. And he knew this because their bedrooms shared a wall, and—he could never tell her this—she snored quite loudly. 

“Weird,” Vanessa agreed. “Was I in it?” 

Scrambling off the bed, already getting distracted by the promise of breakfast now that they were all up, Gregory absently said, “Yeah, you were the night guard at the mall but sometimes you had a bunny costume on.” 

“There are worse things, I guess.” 

Gregory slipped past her and said over his shoulder, “You were also a murderer and you were trying to kill me. Can we make pancakes?” 

Vanessa gaped for a moment before darting after her brother, shouting, “What do you mean I was a murderer?! Gregory!” 

Left alone in his bedroom, Freddy dragged his hand down his face with an amused groan. And then he quickly went after them when a loud crash sounded from downstairs. 

#fnaf fic #fnaf security breach #star's stories #life and times of star

[planetflorxa]

Gf!reader laying underneath abby as she does her push ups. Abby kissing her every time she comes down. Teasing you and kissing your nose instead of you lips to get you all ancy.

This is so cute..but idk how well I did

It’s no secret abby loved the gym. She would go there on her days off and even when she had to work. You on the other hand didn’t love the gym as much but you did love to watch her. So when she asked you to come with her cause her gym buddy canceled how could you possibly say no.

So there you were sitting on the mat next to abby while she was stretching before she started her workout session. You were sitting on your phone scrolling while abby moved her body in ways that imitate a cat. You looked up from your phone you just couldn’t help it not like abby minded that you were looking so she decided to put on a little show for you. Letting out grunts and huffs similar to the sounds she makes when she fucks you but less aggressive.

She loved how ancy you always got, when you watched her, and so easily too. “Wanna join me” she asked you coming up to sit on her knees “um okay?” you said putting your phone to the side of you. As soon as the last word left your mouth she pulled your leg making you slide towards her. She had you lay flat out on the mat with her hands placed on either side of your head body’s almost touching but not quite due to her planking. She remained eye contact with you as she went up and down everything on her body touching except for her lips which were just inches away from you. She smirked when she saw you shift from all her teasing. Abby knew you wanted a kiss she just want how far you can get before you begged her and it seems that she didn’t have to wait long.

"Abby please kiss me" You said looking up at her with the most gorgeous eyes she'd ever seen. She went back down placing a kiss on your nose. "Abby" you said shifting a bit more "please” i kissed you y/n" she said laughing "you know what I meant I said please too" She went back down kissing the side of you mouth right beside your lips. You were so cute when you were impatient she thought but you were even cuter when you were satisfied so she gave you both what you wanted. Her lips pressed against yours as her tongue slipped in your mouth. Before she pulled away to look at you.

“I love you y/n”

“I love you too abby” you said giggling

#wlw smut #lesbian #abby anderson #abby x reader #tlou smut #abby anderson x reader

[poisoned-pearls]

PLEASE PLEASE TELL ME ABOUT YOUR FANKIDS THEY ARE SO CUTE.... do they have unique magic?? what are their family dynamics (with their parents, grandparents, etc.)???

AH OKAY SOOO- I have quite a few (I’ll tag them all so you can scroll through their tags- despite not having an organized blog I do have it organized for them) BUT I shall focus on Nami, Enzi, Faraja and Viv because. I’m in a mood for my girls rn-/lh

Nami is an only child, spoiled to hell and back by Azul because look at that man. He was made to be a girl dad spoiling them. She can do no wrong to them and they will defend her and her actions until the end of time. BUT she is the more generous kind of spoiled (if she likes you. If she doesn’t then get slapped by octopus tentacle motherfucker-) where she will give you something like that because she’d always just get another one

she’s the only one to have a fully thought out um (because god why do they take so much brainpower to think of)- Sirens Song. If she wills it, she can use her voice as a tool of mass hypnotism. This ability goes as far as her voice does, so as long as you are in earshot of her voice, you are susceptible. (Which sucks for beastmen with good hearing)

in general though she is very close with both of her dads and admires both of them to an absurd degree. She wants to be just like them, if not better. She is ADORED on Azul’s side (because in my lore, octo babies are RARE. You will only ever probably have one, or maybe two if you are insanely lucky. It ties into their magical prowess) but on Jamil’s side it’s basically just Najma and Jaddah, but she barely sees her (in my lore Jamil’s mom isn’t a bad person, she just was stuck in a bad situation and was very mentally unwell. Jamil and Najma were both ripped from her arms right after she gave birth and it messed her up. Jamil let her hold baby Nami and she cried)

(Design wise she pulls from Ariel and Vanessa. And a bit of jasmine)

Enzi is also technically an only child, but it’s only ever been her and ruggie. She was quite literally plucked off of the street and she’s been with him ever since. She grew up side by side with Faraja, constantly having play dates and such. But overall, she just, loves her dad. They’re a lot more like friends then a normal parent kid dynamic because ruggie understands that as she gets older she wants more respect (and hyena gender roles come in a bit). He taught her things from his culture though (HISPANIC RUGGIEEEE-) and she is fully considered apart of their community. Even if she’s a grey hyena in a sea of blonde and brown.

Faraja is… oh god she is my angst baby. I’m so sorry girl- she is an only child as well. I swear I didn’t mean for this to happen- her other parent.. isn’t in the picture. One day she was at Leona’s doorstep with a note saying she was his, and a week later, after the tests went through, she was. Cursed with being a bastard in a royal family (despite how fucking upset about it Leona was and how much he fought her treatment) she was basically ostracized from the rest of the family except for farena’s wife and Cheka. Leona loves her though. She never got a royal budget so he works as a local magical history professor and gives her his budget instead. Her hair is used throughout her storyline to express her feelings and I have a post detailing some of her angst

Vivienne is Not an only child, she has her brother, Emil- and she’s a musician (a la Taylor swift- said somewhat jokingly) but she only started performed when she was 16, because Vil was absolutely not going to have her have the same childhood he did. Instead she was tossed over to rook and taken out hunting. She has a crossbow in her skirt enchanted to compress at all times. She’s close with her little brother (tho he is annoying. Like all siblings) and she’s pretty close with both of her parents. (She also loves her gf Faraja which was a uh. Shock for Vil, at first.)

#AUAGH OKAY #Faraja kingscholar #Nami ashengrotto #vivienne schoenheit #Emil schoenheit #Enzi bucchi #Malick draconia #Mallerie draconia #Neo shroud #Ellie felmier #Samir Al asim #Tamaki leech #There is also my florid twins but they are uh. UNNAMED

[not-a-perfect-metaphor]

(Hardcore hatting post with wives + fauxmance content. Please do not continue if you know that’s going to rub you the wrong way.)

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Today in the world of J2-tinhatting:

Things that make you go ‘hmmm…’ 🧐 number 5,63877 -

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Jared and Genevieve choosing October 24th, 2008 as the day they fictitiously decided to enter into a ‘serious’ relationship with each other.

I’m sure it seemed like it would add an extra little boost of significance to the timing of their staged engagement on October 24th, 2009.

You know…like the proposal was a tribute to exactly one full year of ‘mutually exclusive commitment’ between the two of them.

And to clarify, they didn’t mention any of this; meaning the specifics of when they had officially become a ‘serious couple’ until after their engagement went public, and that was just one of the many necessary milestones they would swiftly need to fabricate (and then remember, which…don’t even get me started) as they pieced together a ‘dating timeline’ that would hopefully be convincing enough to sell their completely out-of-the-blue engagement and marriage.

And when I say out-of-the-blue…boyyyy do I mean it, because for anyone who wasn’t paying attention to the comings and goings of the Js way back then (christ…fifteen years…good grief), the Jared/Genevieve ‘reveal’ happened essentially like this:

Jared vs. romance, post-Sandra McCoy: he’s single, single…single, yada yada, single some more- (except obviously he’s ‘secretly’ with Jensen, and by ‘secretly’ I mean the entire universe knows it…*AHEM*), but yep…still single, sinnngle, wow these gay rumors sure are gaining a sudden huge amount of traction, but anyway…single, sin-

-BOOM, now there’s this one stray article speculating that he mayyy (or may not) have a girlfriend, and…wait, huh? Who dat? What’s-

Oh okay, I guess he really DOES have a girlfriend, and wait, they-they…they’re actually super girlfriend-y/boyfriend-y, or…

They’re engaged?

Yes, they’re engaged!

DUH.

It’s Genevieve. Genevieve and Jared. And, in fact, they’ve been serious and lovey-dovey lovebirds for quite a while, now.

So, um……..psych!

Yes, this is 100% normal, because whether you know it or not, you did actually know about it the whole time.

Yes you did.

NOPE, DON’T EVEN.

YES YOU DID.

YES.

YOU.

DID.

…….

Seriously, though.

I cannot overstate the bizarreness of watching it all unfold in real time…of witnessing the way this relationship that ABSOLUTELY WAS NOT ANYWHERE TO BE FOUND…EVER was being framed and talked about as if it had been right there, right in front of us…progressing normally and not at all suspiciously to the point where it was just like finally, it’s finally just time for these two crazy kids to stroll down that aisle and tie the knot.

……

When meanwhile, in real life, it was pretty much just a giant -

Plus throw in everything that was suddenly going down with Jensen and Danneel AT THE SAME EXACT TIME (like…no joke, though…and then both engagements materializing on the same frickin’ weekend for christ’s sake??)

🙃

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*By the way, the Jensen/Danneel fauxmance unfolded in a way that was equally as dumbfounding and twilight zone-ish as the Jared/Genevieve fauxmance but for completely different reasons, which I’ll rant and rave about in another post, because I have a LOT (a lot a lot) to say about that, too.*

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But back to the Jared/Gen fauxmance and the dates I started this whole thing with.

Because remember the journalist who authored that epic article after interviewing the Js in which she famously wrote that they “share more than just a mortgage”? (they were still publicly living together at the time)

That lovely little chat happened to occur in late December of 2008.

And…but-…but…

Hmmm…🧐

According to Jared…during that interview (again, in late December, 2008), he was “very single.”

He wasn’t even just “single.”

He was “very single.”

He wasn’t “maybe casually seeing a girl.”

He wasn’t “dating a girl” but just not quite ready to name names.

He wasn’t “well…you’ll find out soon enough *wink wink*.”

Nope.

He was living with his best friend (*cough-HUSBAND-cough*) and “very single.”

Lol. So, um, then…

Well, fast forward to Jared and Genevieve’s engagement, October 24th, 2009…

-shortly after which we were informed about the whole October 24th also being the one year anniversary of the day they both decided it was time to fully commit to each other as a long-term, exclusive couple thing.

Except…two full months PAST that special day -

(October 24th to late December)

Jared.

Is.

“Very single.”

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[gnrbitch]

Does she have alcohol? pt2

warnings: None!

(Contraband is the name of Y/ns band btw!)

a/n: Album name (choose whichever album you want!)

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Los Angeles, California

Y/n and her band mates never kept the promise of hanging out with Slash, being too busy doing shows around the US and promoting their record.

Contrabands album, a/n had exploded in the months after its release. So that means Slash was seeing Y/ns face everywhere he went, making quite difficult for the guitarist to shake her off his mind.

And Slash was annoyed, not at the fact that Y/ns band got famous, he frankly didn’t care. He was annoyed at the fact that everyone else was able to come across her, except for him.

I mean how was that even possible? He thought to himself as he looked at a magazine with a photo of Lars and Y/n. Had she forgotten about him? Or did she just think he was weird? Slash thought. Maybe he just wasn’t as lucky, or maybe, he should’ve just asked Lenny for her phone number when they were at the studio.

~

The club was dark, Slash didn’t even know why he was here to be honest. Well he did, Duff had offered to pay for his drinks if he went out with them. So there they were Slash, Duff, Matt and Gilby sitting in a booth drinking. Obviously the other boys had some girl under their arms, but not Slash, he had just broken up with Renee in hopes that he would come across Y/n and finally be able to take her out. And he really didn’t have any interest in another girl if it wasn’t Y/n.

“Look who it is!” A male voice called out. Slash looked up from his drink to see James standing there along with all the other guys from Metallica… and the guys from Contraband. “Hey man!” Duff said “…Hey aren’t you the guys from Contraband?” he continued drunkly pointing at Sydney, Sammi, Benny and Mikey. “Yea man, we are” Sammi said, also pretty drunk. “Well shit! I love the record guys” He laughed.

“Sit down man” Slash spoke to the guys, now internally panicking at the fact Y/n might be here. Do I smell bad? Do I look good? Is my hair greasy? When was the last time I showered?

“Yea man let me just- hold on” “Y/N OVER HERE!” Sammi yelled to the bar. Slash had never turned his head so fast in his life.

And there she was, drink in her hand, flared leather pants, and a muscle shirt on. And the closer she got to them, he noticed she didn’t have a bra on. And he felt hot.

“Hey guys, i’m Y/n” she said, giving that pretty smile that had been in Slash’s head. She walked over to Slash’s side of the booth and sat next to him.

“Hey Slash” she said, putting the same emphasis on his name like she did the last time. “How have you been?” She said, leaning over so he can hear over the music. Slash smiled, letting his eyes roam her face before answering. “I’ve been good”, his eyes landing on Y/ns lips. “Even better since i’ve been seeing your face everywhere”

This made Y/n smile, which made Slash smile, cause god he loved to see her smile. “So seeing me on a magazine is better than the real thing? i’ve got to say im offended Slash.” Y/n said, giving him an overly exaggerated offended look on her face, obviously trying to hide her smile. Slash licked his lips before responding “See i didn’t say all that, maybe if I knew where to find you I could’ve seen ‘the real thing’.”

“um… do you guys know each other?” Gilby asked suspiciously looking at the pair, this was the preppiest he’s seen Slash in months.

“Oh yea we go wayyyyyy back” Y/n said with a teasing smile, looking over at Slash. “No way! how come i’ve never heard of this lady then man?” Duff said with a drunkly look on his face.

“She’s just fucking with you Duff” Slash responded, “We met when I went to New York to work with Lenny.” Duff and Gilby gave them a little “ohh” , and Slash’s attention was right back on Y/n.

“Where to find me? I’m every where baby” Y/n purred, answering his response from before. “Comon Y/nn, don’t make this hard on me” Slash said giving her a pleading look. Y/n smiled “Fine. Just for you though”. She took out a lip liner from her bag and grabbed a napkin, writing her number on it.

“Call me tomorrow morning” she said handing Slash the paper. “Why tomorrow morning?” He asked, finding it weird that she wants him to call her at such a specific time.

Y/n smiled, “Cause I wanna talk to you, obviously”

Slash looked over her face again, happy with her response.

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Here’s part 2!!! hope you guys liked it 💟

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[mochinek0]

Daminette December 2022: 10-Ambush (PART 1)

Marinette was having a difficult time getting her art project done. You would think it would be easy. Her problem? She was on her tippy-toes trying to get the book she desperately needed from the library. She was just about to jump and try to grab it, when she felt herself be boxed in. Someone else had grabbed the book. Marinette turned to thank the person and found herself in Damian Wayne's chest.

"Th-Thank you?" she spoke, reaching for the book.

Damian kept the book, just out of her reach.

"Art class assignment?" he questioned.

"Yes." Mari smiled.

"You swear you saw Damian Wayne come in here?"

"I swear!"

"Why would Damian come in here? Only nerds go in here!"

"Damian has the highest grades!"

"Damian Wayne isn't a nerd!"

"Once we start dating, you'll see!"

Damian sighed. Marinette quickly pulled him close by his tie and threw her arms around his neck. Damian dropped the book, as he grabbed the bookcase and his other arm around her waist, stopping her from falling under his weight.

'Was I wrong about her?'

"You-" he hissed.

"Shhhh!" she hushed back.

Damian heard the girls shriek behind them. He was sure they appeared to be in a compromising position.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Who the hell is that bitch?"

"I thought he was single!"

"Hey, all of you need to leave, now!"

"But-"

"Now! No shouting and no innapropriate language! If you don't leave, you'll be headed to the Principal's Office instead!"

Damian leaned away the moment he heard their footsteps walking further away. He looked down to see Marinette blushing and looking at the floor.

'So she couldn't handle her own actions?'

Damian smirked, "I wasn't expecting to get ambushed by a classmate."

Marinette quickly looked up. He was able to see her cheeks had turned bright red and so had the tips of her ears.

"So-sorry!" she squeaked, "I just wanted to help. They didn't see me so they'll just assume you are dating someone and back off."

'Not taking advantage of the situation? If I remember correctly, she's had trouble with other girls for not acting like them. She doesn't like crowds or lies. She is honest, herself.'

Damian boxed her back in and tilted her chin up so he could get a better look at her.

"Except, I'm not a liar." he whispered, "How about we work on the assignment together?"

"O-Otay!-Kay!Kay" Marinette stammered, "I meant okay!"

"What are you looking for in your report?" Damian questioned.

"Um, I mostly work in fashion design. So lots of cloth, fabrics, textures, dyes, history." Marinette explained.

"For example, how they use to paint with eggshell powder and berries?" he asked.

"Yes!" she exclaimed, "What kind did they use to dye clothes? How did they know how much to use? Art helps move culture around so much and no one realizes it."

Damian smirked, "My mother use to give me paint palettes. After some time, I believe she made them herself, but I never asked. It didn't matter at the time, but now that she's gone, I wish I had asked her where she got them. Paint in tubes don't come close to what I'm use to."

Marinette smiled, "Do you still paint?"

The Wayne heir nodded.

"May I ask what kind?" she questioned.

"Realistic, mostly." Damian spoke, "I painted Mother recently, but something is not quite right. I have put it to the side for now."

"Is it an older memory?" Marinette asked, "If it is, maybe try to paint something you remember more. Something more recent you remember of her. It might help you figure out what your other painting is missing."

Damian thought of Talia and the last time he saw her. There was fire, blood, smoke. She looked invincible. He could practically smell the metal and taste the ash in his mouth. He quickly put that thought away for later.

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[five-rivers]

Need More Than Sorrow

AO3

For @datawyrms

Everyone had things they were ashamed of.  Or, at least, they had things they should have been ashamed of, which wasn’t quite the same thing, but Danny liked to think he wasn’t quite that oblivious.  Most of the time.  

Except he’d realized that he maybe had been for a little while there.  Just a little.  

Or a lot.  

A lot, actually.  

He ran his fingers over the hem of his sweater (NASA themed, of course), and watched his friends bicker over food.  Again.  

Thing was, he could let it lie.  It had been lying for weeks, now.  Tucker hadn’t brought it up, anyway, and neither had Sam.  And… Yeah.  They didn’t seem to be mad at him for anything.

But that didn’t mean they didn’t care about it, or that it didn’t matter.  

So he should probably say something, right?  That was what you were supposed to do.  Kind of… take responsibility.  

Right?

“Danny?  Hey, Earth to Danny.”

“Huh?  What?”

“You okay, man?” asked Tucker.  

“Um,” said Danny.  “Yeah.  I’m just…  I’m sorry.”

“For what?” asked Sam, with a little scoff.  Danny wouldn’t ever tell her, but she sounded a lot like her mom when she did that.  “Getting mind controlled by an evil clown?  You deserve to zone out a bit after all that.”

Danny glanced at Tucker.  “Yeah, I guess.”

“Hey, you’re not responsible for anything you did when you were under his control.”

“Mhm, yeah.  Just, um.  Thanks for coming after me.”

“Anytime,” said Sam.  

“Yeah, we’ve got your back.”

"Thanks…"

"Now eat up." She pointed imperiously at his hamburger. "I know that weirdo didn't feed you."

Well.  She wasn't wrong.

"Hey, how come his burger gets a pass while you're slandering my Nasty Meatacular."

"Three different animals died for that crime against nature."

"Four!  It has mutton now!"

“That’s disgusting.  You’re disgusting.”

Danny took a bite of his burger.  It didn’t taste like anything.  

It would be so easy to just let them keep going.  To just… keep going.  No more.  Don’t rock things.  Don’t test things.  Don’t change things.  

He could do that quite easily.  It would be easy.  The easier path.  What did they say about easier paths again?  What did they say about good intentions?  

Oh, God.  

“Tucker?”

“Huh?  Yeah?”

“I’m sorry.”

“Hey, we told you, you don’t need to apologize for anything Freakshow made you do.  And if you did, you should apologize to Sam first.  She’s the one you pushed off a tightrope.”

“He pushed me onto the tightrope,” corrected Sam.  “I fell off all by myself.”

“It’s not about that,” said Danny.  

“Then what?” asked Sam, reaching for her soda.  “Are you going to confess to throwing up in my lunchbox in gradeschool this time?”

“No,” said Danny.  “It’s…  I shouldn’t have overshadowed you that time.  Made you… do things you didn’t want to.  I’m sorry.  I didn’t… I’m sorry.”

“Okay,” said Tucker, not looking at Danny.

“Just ‘okay?’”  Danny ducked his head, trying to get into Tucker’s line of sight.  

“What do you want me to say, Danny?  That it wasn’t that bad?  Well, it was.  It sucked.”

Danny hung his head.  “I’m sorry.”

“I know you are, man.”  Tucker laughed, humorlessly.  “Heck, you said you were sorry about me losing my date when it happened.  I just…  Priorities, Danny.  It would’ve been great if you were sorry before it happened to you.  Or, heck, after Poindexter walked off with your body that one time.  So.  Yeah.  It sucks.  It really sucks.”

“I shouldn’t have done it.  I never should have done it.  It was stupid and cruel and…  Selfish.”

“Yep.  Sure was.”

“If Danny is apologizing, I probably should, too,” said Sam.  Why went unsaid, but it wasn’t as if they hadn’t all been there.

“Is there anything I can do to- to make up for things?”

“Not really.  I mean.  I overshadowed people, too, don’t forget.  The whole Desiree thing.”

“You were kind of being mind controlled during that, too.”

“Yeah.”  Tucker picked at his fries.  “I’m getting real sick of all this mind control.  I mean, you’ve got all this stuff.  All this… People controlling where you go, what you do.  You should at least be able to think what you want.  And what you do.  What you actually do, even if you’re being forced.  It’s not right.  You get me?”

“I guess I just didn’t think about it.”

“Of course you didn’t.  I love you, man, but you’re so white.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry about that.  Jeez.  Just chill, okay?  It’s not like I’ve never been stupid about your powers.  Let’s just… drop it.  And not do it again.”

“That sounds like a deal,” said Sam.  “Do we want dessert?  I want dessert.  I’m going to get some dessert.”  She stood up.  “God, this is awkward.”

Tucker sipped loudly at his drink.  “It is pretty awkward.”

“I thought we were dropping it.” 

Tucker threw a french fry at Danny.  

#phic phight #phic phight 2023 #danny phantom