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Remus Lupin whose sense of smell heightens around the full moon. You come to him and you’re stinking of Sirius. Obviously, he’s really jealous, especially around this time, and he’s clutching you to his side, rubbing his scent all over you, basically claiming his territory.
Lunar Possession
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Warnings: Pre-full moon remus angst, possessive-ish (?) remus
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Remus Lupin was not in a good mood. He was antsy. With the full moon so close, everything put him on edge: His ears seemed to twitch at the smallest shift in the floorboards and his nose seemed to smell every person that passed his dormitory door on their way to and from the common room. It made his stomach churn, like a boat being tossed about on the sea. It made his head pound in a steady rhythm that made it hard to focus on anything else beside the tedious beat. It was followed by a tightness too; pressing harshly against his temples. 
Remus thought he should be used to it by now. He had been dealing with the effects of the full moon for practically as long as he could remember, but he would never truly get used to it. Having you and Sirius by his side always helped though. Remus wouldn’t ever dare admit it out loud, he spent far too much time trying to convince the two of you that he was dangerous and not to be trusted, but you and Sirius calmed his nerves. You made the transformation just that bit more bearable.
He would forever remember the day that you revealed your animagus form to him. Remus could hardly find the words to express how he felt. Never before in his life had he had someone care for him the way that you and Sirius did. James too. He was scared at first,  Remus didn’t know how his friends were going to react when he told them about his lycanthropy. Almost certainly he had expected you to run and to never speak to him again. But that night you did the opposite and held him close. And Remus had never felt more loved and accepted. Now, of course he was cautious at first. Angry. Scared. But slowly the three of you had talked him into realising it was a good idea: He was coming home after each transformation with fewer injuries and seemed to be managing much easier with your help. Of course, seeing the scratches and cuts appear on his friends bodies each night made him grimace and try to convince you to stop. He was supposed to protect you and, instead, he was allowing you to get hurt. But you stayed. And Remus was impossibly grateful for that. 
Remus groaned as another ache shot through his body, and he turned tugging the blanket closer to him. The moon made him feel the need to hold you close all of the time. He yearned for the smell of your shampoo and the coolness of your skin flush against his. When the moon made him get like this Remus often found himself missing class. All of the people just made his nerves sizzle. Unfortunately, your boyfriend's condition did not mean that you also got a free pass to skip class. Or Sirius for that matter. So, instead of having you close, Remus lay curled up in his bed as his bones ached, waiting antagonisingly for you to return. 
When you finally pushed the door open quietly as to stop it creaking, you were clinging onto Sirius’ arm. You arm was looped between his and you leaned your head against the crook of his shoulder. The two of you had been like that all day, he could tell. 
You and Sirius had had a busy day to say the least. Not only had potions class run over, but you also had homework that you needed to catch up on during your lunch break. Not that you actually got much done with Sirius around. Sirius was an observer. He could tell from the way you held your shoulders higher than usual and walked with heavier steps that you were stressed. So he did all he could to help you relax a little. Knowing that you were also worried about your boyfriend, he placed gentle kisses to your forehead whilst you worked, or stole them from your lips in the corridor. He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you to his chest to try and expel the tension from your body. Your boyfriend's efforts seemed to have helped because by the time the bell finally rang and the doors spilled open to reveal the flood of students, you were feeling much better. Especially because you could now fill the empty space that Remus’ absence had created. 
“Rem?” Your voice was quiet and tender, near a whisper in case he was asleep, or was finding everything too loud.
He peeked his head out from under the blanket, his hair tousled from hours of restlessness. You smiled at him brightly. It was enough for him to return it, and lift his sour mood.
“Hey, Dove.” he greeted, shuffling out of bed to greet you. He couldn’t help but eye his boyfriend who stood with his hand placed tenderly on your lower back. Remus’ fingers twitched. “Good day?”
You hummed, slipping off your shoes and making your way over him to wrap him up in your embrace. You knew it had likely been a tough day for him. “Better now you’re here.”
As you took another step closer to him and away from Sirius the tender moment between the two of you was interrupted. At first, Remus had thought it was because he was standing right next to you. That his nose was getting confused, another side effect of the moon, but now you were standing right beside him across the room from your other partner, Remus knew that he was not mistaken. You stank entirely of Sirius: warm, musky, rich, honey-like and a little earthy. It was complemented by the faint smell of cigarette smoke and leather from his jacket. Normally, the boy would savour the smell of his partner, but you smelt so much like him that it completely drowned out everything about your scent. Something possessive inside him seemed to switch on. 
Remus snatched you up immediately, pressing you so tight to his chest that you thought he was going to smother you. He couldn’t help the glare he sent to his boyfriend over the top of your head. Glowering, he pressed a kiss to your head as his fingers reached to fiddle with the hem of your jumper, trying to inch it upward.
You pulled away and frowned at him. Sirius also bore a similar expression. “Moony?”
“You smell of him.” It was a simple statement that came out almost as a growl in his voice. 
“Who?”
Remus gestured to Sirius, who had moved to sit on the edge of his bed, with a nod of his head. When he spoke, his tone was filled with something Remus did not possess often. Jealousy.  “Sirius.” 
Sirius furrowed his brows, before realisation crossed his face and he gave you a look. Remus was feeling left out. He had been feeling rotten all day and now he was being left with a constant reminder of how you and Sirius had been spending the day clinging onto each other instead of him. To make matters worse, the moon was making him possessive: he needed to state what was his. 
“Take it off.” Remus’ voice was demanding, but you could hear the need hidden deep behind it. “Please.”
You nodded, your hands slipping over him as you helped him to remove your jumper. Remus tossed it to Sirius and pulled you back to him. Although the jumper was gone, which had helped a little, he could still smell his boyfriend all over you. Understanding this from the way Remus shifted antstily, being the loving boyfriend that he is, Sirius moved to Remus’ trunk to pull out one of his jumpers for you to wear. Before he could reach it however, Remus snapped. 
“Don’t touch them.” Remus moved toward his trunk and took a sweater before a very startled Sirius could react. Siri nodded slowly, taking a step back and raising his hands in a surrendering gesture. When after seeing you slip it on, the boy released a breath he hadn’t even known he was holding. It was better, but his mind still screamed at him: mineminemine.
“You alright Moons?” Sirius asked hesitantly, unsure or not whether to approach or not. Remus was still holding you close to him, peppering you with kisses, though he seemed to be less tense now.
He hummed, twisting toward his boyfriend but still not letting you go. This time his expression held much less venom than it had before “Sorry…” He started “I don’t know what came over me.”
Sirius took his chance to move toward him. Instinctively, Moony turned you away, but instead of trying to move you as he thought Sirius would, his boyfriend placed an arm on his shoulder. “It’s alright Rem. I understand.”
Remus tucked your head beneath his chin as your hand wandered to his own to fiddle with the rings on his fingers. “Still. I guess I thought I could handle being alone today… but it was all just a bit much. And seeing her come in here smelling of you…”
“Shh” Siri hushed, smoothing Remus’ hair. “You want to lay down?”
Remus nodded. “Is that okay with you, Dove?” He asked.
“Of course.” You smiled. Taking Remus’ hand you moved over to the bed, shifting the covers out of the way so you could climb beneath them. Remus followed, tucking you close to his body once more, and then Sirius lay on the other side of Remus, resting his head on his shoulder. 
Remus relaxed into the mattress as you ran lazy circles over the palm of the hand he was using to keep you in place. He pressed his lips to your head.
“I love you.” He murmured. “I’m so glad I can call you mine.”
“And we are glad to be yours.” Siri told him. 
“Thank you for doing this. I’m sorry if I overreacted…”
“Never.” You said. “Anything for our Moony.”
Remus pulled you closer to him. You had a feeling you weren’t going to be moving anytime soon.
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ALL PICTURE CREDS. TO THE OWNERS (FOUND THE PICTURES ON PINTEREST)!!
Simon Riley, late valentines post!
Simon unfortunately had to go on a 6 week long mission right as the month February started which made him unable to be there on valentines day.
Although you told him that you didn’t care about the holiday he decided to surprise you on his day back. He comes home and he just tells you to get dressed. (Your outfit at the end of page!)
Very confused on why he’s in a rush and telling you to get dressed, you question him.
“Why? Is something going on?”
You say as he’s undressing and rushing to get in the shower. Throwing the clothes in the laundry hamper without thought.
“You’ll find out later, mama. Be patient. Here, put these on.”
He kisses your cheek and hands you a bag with a box of shoes and clothes before heading into the shower.
You take each item out of the bag and gasp, smiling at the cute outfit once you’ve finished putting it on. You want to question him but you know how stubborn he is so you just do your hair and makeup and wait for him.
He gets dressed in an all black suit(his outfit at the end of the page also).
“Close those pretty eyes for me, mama?”
He asks as he grabs a blindfold, he notices your suspicious expression and just chuckles. Once he blindfolds you, he carries you downstairs, he sets you on your feet and locks the house door.
You can hear him unlocking the car and fixing things before your blindfold is taken off, he hands you a bouquet of money and a bouquet of red roses. His eyes light up at your shocked expression, tears welling up in your eyes.
“Simon.. I..I don’t know what to say..”
You hug him tightly and kiss him. His hands immediately find their way to your hips and pulling you closer to him.
“You didn’t have to, I told you that I did-“
He cuts you off by placing his finger on your lips.
“Shh mama, let a man love his pretty girl yeah? You deserve more than this if we’re being honest.”
He opens the car door and a basket of gifts is sitting in the passenger seat leaving you gasping once again. You can’t thank him enough, he puts the gifts in the backseat and buckles you up in the passenger seat.
“Where are we going?” You ask as he starts driving.
“It’s a surprise for a reason, if I told you it wouldn’t be a surprise.” His hand squeezes your thigh.
After a long car ride of you asking him various questions, you arrive at a restaurant. You walk in and notice how the place is decorated and there seems to be a curtain that’s separating half of the restaurant as if to not let you see. You also notice how it’s just you two and the workers.
“Did you reserve the place? No way..Simon Riley, this must’ve been so expensive.” You guys walk over to a table and sit down.
“Just enjoy it, Mrs. Riley. You deserve it.” He smirks and gives you a warm smile.
The table has wine and champagne inside an ice bucket, a champagne glass and a wine glass with plates as well. You put the napkin on your lap as the waiter gives you guys the menu.
“Woah, this is so cool.” You look around the restaurant with a big smile on your lips, not noticing the way he’s been staring at your left hand and fidgeting with his pocket.
After a great filling dinner, he blindfolds you again and leads you to where the curtains are. Walking past the curtains, he turns you around and makes you face a projector. He takes off the blindfold and a video starts playing.
It’s clips of him after his mission with Price, Gaz, Soap, Alex, Graves and more.
“Hello Y/N! We are Ghost’s aka Simon’s friends. And today we are here to deliver a message.” Price says.
“Before we begin, don’t turn around until we say so okay?” Gaz says.
Everyone introduces themselves and they both read something off of a paper.
As you’re busy watching the video, Simon is on one knee behind you. Waiting for when the video tells you to turn around.
After everyone made a speech that describes your relationship with Simon and how it’s made Simon a better person and how he truly loves and trusts you.
“And now turn around!” Everyone in the video says before the video cuts off.
You turn and immediately gasp, tears wetting your eyes as Simon is on one knee with a love sick smile on his lips. One hand holding a small box with the same ring that you’ve been talking about.
“Y/N, I seriously can’t describe how much I love you. I am a monster, I’ve killed thousands if not millions of people in my line of work. Yet you somehow still find a way to love me, my past, my scars, and even my trauma. You’ve been nothing but an angel to me, I don’t say it often and I definitely should say it more but I truly love you so much. So.. will you marry me?” He says, tears wetting his eyes as well.
“Yes!” You jump on him, making him fall to the ground.
After multiple hugs he puts the ring on your finger, as if on cue your favorite song starts playing and he starts dancing with you. You spend the day bragging about your proposal and clinging to him. Posting the proposal video on all your socials as well as his so everyone knows that he’s a taken man.
Of course you two fuck that night, the best fuck of your life from the man that you love.
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All's well when it ends up with you
(Mother Miranda x Reader)
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I thought of the song Margaret by Lana Del Rey feat Bleachers and then i just found out it's Valentine's Day somewhere in the world so yh
When you know, you know
ps: fluff🥰
ps2: song at the end
ps3: not proofread pls lmk any mistakes
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The first time you saw each other was at a Conference in Switzerland, you thought she was the smartest person in the room.
The second time was only a few months later during an University presentation in London, you went only to accompany your friend. She noticed.
The third time she went after you, she didn't know why she was so interested in you, maybe you’d make a good experiment. Therefore, she “ran” into you at your daily coffee run.
The scientist was quick to stop you on the street. “Hi, I’m sorry you’re just so familiar. Have we met?”
You stared at her wide eyed, recognizing her from the conferences. “Hi! I-yes. I saw you at the lecture in London. Though, I don't think we talked.”
She gave you a smile and nodded. “I’m Miranda.” The woman said, offering her hand.
You were quick to introduce yourself and shake her hand.
It started slow, Miranda would bump into you in the street until you knew each other enough to exchange numbers. If questioned she would say it was to make the experiment easier, that it was necessary to fully know you for research.
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For the first time in decades the scientist was nervous to talk to someone. You were sharing a glass of wine on your balcony, sitting in comfortable silence.
Miranda was playing with her rings, lost in thought of your possible reactions to her proposal.
You were quick to notice, turning your head to look at her and holding her hand to stop her fidgeting. You gave her a gentle smile. “What’s on your mind?”
She took a deep breath. “What do you think about moving to Romania with me?”
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You were sitting in your living room trying to process everything the now priestess explained to you regarding the village.
Miranda was in front of you, watching the gears turn in your head. She tried to reason with herself that if you rejected she could always force you to go, but it wouldn't be the same, you wouldn’t be the same.
The scientist was surprised when all you did was nod and say “wild”.
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Miranda realized she was in love with you a few days after arriving. She was watching you lazily set up your room, you’d stop everytime you found something interesting to either dress it or tell it’s entire story.
You were wearing a cowboy hat while telling the exact concert you bought it for.
You noticed her staring at you with a small smile. Momentarily stopping the story. “You okay?”
Miranda furrowed her brows and nodded. “Yeah, I’m great.”
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You noticed you were falling for the priestess way earlier than her. It was around the second time she hung out at your place, the woman insisted on cooking for you, so you sat on the counter watching her master your kitchen.
You would try to crack some jokes and she would look at you in disapproval.
You were laughing at your latest one while she stared in confusion. “Come on, you gotta admit this one was funny.”
The priestess slowly shook her head. “You’re insane.”
You smiled widely. “Clinically proven, baby, nothing new.”
She rolled her eyes with an almost unnoticeable smile.
But it was enough for you to notice so you spend the rest of the night trying to make her smile again.
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It was not only your first year at the Village but also Valentine’s day. The townsfolk had already decorated when you were walking by to buy some groceries. You weren't sure how Miranda felt about the day, but you couldn't resist buying a few flowers.
And that's how you ended up behind her at the lab holding a small vase with a red tulip. You gently touched her shoulder after hiding the flowers behind your back. “Heyy, the town seems very passionate about Valentine’s day. Did you know that?”
Miranda turned to look at you and tilted her head. “I don’t really…care…about what they do.”
You chuckled. “Well…I got you a flower, in a vase, because it’d feel like a murderer if it was in a bouquet.”
Your hands trembled slightly when presenting the tulip to Miranda.
She carefully took it from your hands and nodded, awkwardly looking at you.
You felt like your heart was about to explode with how fast it was beating. “So, I-um-I’m gonna go, bye.” You said before almost sprinting out of the room.
Miranda was confused, extremely confused. Maybe you got the wrong flowers, maybe you didn't mean “love” and it was all a silly mistake.
You couldn't love her, not after all she's done, after all you've seen. Why would you feel even the slightest affection for her.
The more she stared at the flower the more she’d want you to love like her. She regretted not saying anything, what if you thought she didn't care for you.
So she did what she does best, she researched all she could on Valentine’s day, it was mostly useless but knowledge nonetheless.
Once she deemed her findings worth it, she went after you with a stack of papers and the flower.
You were reading in your room when she got inside looking like a woman on a mission. You confusingly stared at her when she sat in front of you. You were about to speak when she cut you off.
“The flower means love and according to my research you’re supposed to gift flowers or chocolate to your partner on this date. Those are facts.” She looked at you for confirmation.
You nodded and started to nervously pick on your nails. “You-you don’t have to feel it back, really, we don't even need to talk about it.” You said, with an equally nervous laugh.
Miranda nodded with a serious face and got out of the room a few moments, later returning with a flower made of silverware.
She presented it to you. “It’s shiny and a flower.” The priestess took a deep breath before speaking again. “I don't like to admit when I don't know something. But I don't know how this works or why you like me. Although I am absolutely sure this isn't going to end well. So…think before you accept this.”
You smiled, quickly accepting her flower. “I’m willing to try for you.”
She laughed, shaking her head. “Good.”
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Touch Each Other [Narry]
Summary: An Anonymous request on Wattpad - “Can you maybe do a threesome with niall, but Niall and Harry also do stuff with each other. Like the girl is just watching and getting of by herself...”
Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, threesome!Narry, guyxguy actions, three way, dirty talk, oral (all), hair pulling, semi forceful actions (all consented of course!), very sexual innuendos, just absolutely filthy
Thank you for being so patient with me as I work on writing my new fan fiction. <3
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“Hello, darling.” Harry greets you as he walks into the dining room where you sit, enjoying your lunch.
“Hey, baby.” You put down your fork and wipe your mouth, “Didn’t know you’d be home early. I would have grabbed you something.”
He smiles and shakes his head, “Ate at the studio with Mitch.” He sits down and looks at you and you instantly start smiling and you nod, “I called him.”
“What did he say?” Harry asks as he steals a few sips of your coffee.
You playfully glare at him and laugh, “He’ll be here for dinner.” Your eyes move up to his and a smirk grows slowly as he hands your coffee back to you, “Perfect,”
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Harry has always had a little crush on Niall, and vice versa.
“What do you want for dinner?” Harry leans over you and kisses your cheek as he lays an arm over your chest.
You close your eyes and hum as you lean your head back onto him, “Hmm.. surprise us.”
“Alright.” Harry kisses below your ear and slowly starts to suck a mark onto your skin, “I can’t wait for dessert.” He leans up and walks away, looking back at you with a smirk as he leaves you a tiny bit flustered.
The doorbell rings and before you can get up, Harry jumps out of the kitchen, “I’ll get it!” He yells quickly before taking a deep breathe, “I can get it, you stay.”
You can’t help but smile at how Harry acts when Niall comes over. He gets all shy and flustered and it’s so cute to you.
Little do they know, tonight is all about them. You’re just here for the show.
“Hey!” You walk over to Niall and he wraps you in his arms, “How was your flight?” You lean back and smile up at him, “Not too bad I hope.”
He smiles and scans his eyes over your face, “Oh it was awful.” He looks at Harry and you can see Niall’s lips turn into a smile, “Felt like I couldn’t get here fast enough.”
You see Harry’s eyes light up and he tries to play it cool, “Oh yeah. I’m sure.” He clears his throat, “I’m just getting dinner started so why don’t you go in and relax, I’m sure you’re exhausted, Ni.”
Niall shrugs and chuckles, “I got a second wind.” He gives Harry a wink and smiles back at you.
You smirk at Harry as you can see the blush on his cheeks grow darker, “I’ll grab us some drinks?” You look between them and Niall sighs, “That would be great, love.”
Niall shrugs off his jacket and walks to the living room as you follow Harry into the kitchen, “Don’t worry I’ll get out of your way in a second.” You tease as you know how Harry is when cooking.
As you’re pouring the dark red liquid into the simple wine glasses, “Would you like one?” You look at Harry who is leaned against the counter staring at you, “Sure, babe.”
You pour his and turn to give it to him. You didn’t realize he was that close until you seen the red wine instantly stain his white tee, “Fuck. I’m sorry.”
You quickly set the glass down and grab paper towels, dabbing it as quick as you can, all while mumbling to yourself.
“Hey, hey.” Harry grabs your hands and leans down to look at you, “It’s fine, babe. Relax.” He chuckles, “Are you nervous or something?”
You couldn’t lie to him, “Kind of. I had something a little different planned for tonight.”
His eyebrow raises and he nods, “Oh did you?”
You nod and look up at him, your eyes move down to the red stain again. Harry shakes his head and slips his shirt off, tossing it onto the counter, “We’ll worry about that later.”
“Whoa, couldn’t wait for me?” Niall asks as he walks into the kitchen, “That’s so unfair, I come all this way..” he starts laughing as he walks over to you and Harry.
“I, um.” You point to the crumbled shirt on the counter, “Harry’s shirt drank his wine.”
They laugh and you sigh, “Okay. Okay.” You put more wine in Harry’s glass and point to it, “I’m not touching it this time.”
He laughs and picks it up, “Get out of my kitchen.”
You roll your eyes and grab your glass with a smile, “Yes sir.” You give him a smirk as you walk out with Niall.
You make your way to the couch and you put on some quiet music, “So, how’s everything?” You sip your wine and listen to Niall speak.
“It’s been so much fun, exhausting, but I love every minute of it.” He sips his wine as his eyes trail up your legs and back to your eyes once he reaches your shorts, “Wouldn’t change a thing about it.”
You nod and you can feel yourself getting wetter, the thought of your plan coming together is exciting to you.
“We’ve missed you.” You say lowly before looking over at him, “A lot.”
He nods and plays with a stand of your hair, “Trust me, I’ve missed you guys. Texting and calling isn’t enough sometimes.”
You agree, “Oh I know. Harry went on the one day about how he wishes you were here more, but he tours too. He gets it. We both do.”
Niall smiles and nods, “It’s tough but that’s what makes these reunions so much more special..” he sips his wine and looks over at you, “And so much more fun.”
You smile and nod, “I will not argue with you on that one.”
“Everything going good in here?” Harry pops out of the kitchen and walks over to you and Niall. He sits down between you guys on the coffee table, “Dinner should be done soon.”
You and Niall both can’t help but look Harry’s naked torso up and down. You both were basically drooling over how hot your lover is just sitting there.
“Yeah, sounds good.” Niall says with a nod, “Got hotter since the last time I saw ya, H. Damn.”
Harry straightens up his posture and you can tell he was caught off guard but loves hearing that, “Mm, yeah. Could say the same thing about you.”
You pressed your fingers over your lips to contain a moan. Them flirting with each other is like nothing you’ve ever seen before.
Your eyes move back and fourth, looking at them as they continue their conversation.
“Y/n was telling me in the kitchen that she has a plan for tonight.” He smirks and bites his lip, “Weren’t ya baby?”
You sigh slowly and smile, “I may have something up my sleeve for tonight, yes.”
Nervousness gone.
“Oh yeah? Wanna tell us?” Niall leans into you and pokes your thigh, “I’m curious to know.”
Your eyes watch his hand as you smile, “We’ll talk about it over dinner.”
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“So your plan, baby. Tell us.” Harry looks at you from across the table and smirks. You bite your lip and tilt your head slightly, “My plan, yes.”
“I can’t wait to hear this.” Niall leans back and watches you as you lick your lips and smile, “I want to sit back and touch myself to the view of you guys doing whatever it is that you want to do.”
They’re both silent for a few minutes before Harry clears his throat, “Well, I’m done with dinner.”
“Yeah, me too.” Niall says quickly after Harry.
You laugh and stand up, “Then come on.” You smile and quickly run out of the kitchen and up the stairs to the bedroom.
Harry and Niall are keeping up with you and when you enter the room, Harry grabs you and pins you to the bed. His lips instantly attach to yours and you make out as Niall stands there watching.
He chews on his lip as undoes his pants, giving his cock more room to grow harder.
You moan against Harry’s lips and lift your hand from Harry’s back to reach out for Niall. Once he’s undressed, you feel his hand in yours and you pull him closer.
Harry’s lips leave yours and find Niall’s.
They moan against each other, finally getting what they’ve been craving since Niall left last time. You but your lip and scoot back so you can start undoing Harry’s pants.
You slide his boxers down to his thighs, letting his cock free. You do the same to Niall and you glance up, watching as their lips are desperate to kiss every inch of skin on their necks.
They both gasp and look down as you start to pump both of their cocks in your hands.
Harry on the right and Niall on the left.
Niall slides his hand up Harry’s torso, teasingly slow. Harry’s eyes move to Niall’s hand and he follows it all the way up until niall gently lays it on the side of his neck, pulling him in so he can crash his lips onto his.
“Fuck. This is so hot.” You whisper and lean in, pressing your lips to Harry’s cock. You slowly lean over to Niall, and press your lips to the head of his cock, too.
“Fuck.” Niall groans into Harry’s mouth. Harry’s grip tights on Niall’s waist, pulling his skin.
You start to slowly bob your head on Niall’s cock, working on taking more of him in your mouth. A hand lays on the back of your head, pushing down slightly.
You take a deep breathe before gagging around him. He lets out a loud moan as he feels himself slip into your throat, “Fuck, y/n, baby.”
You pull your head off, gasping as you look up at them. Harry looks down at you and lays a hand on your cheek, “You are so beautiful.”
You smile and wipe the corner of your mouth off and lick your lips, “Harry.” You whimper, “please.”
Harry leans down, pushing you back as his body hovers closely to yours, “Please what baby?”
Harry leans in, kissing your neck as Niall lays down beside you. His hand travels up and down the side of your body, lightly dragging his finger tips as he does, “Thought about you both so much.”
He leans in, kissing the other side of your neck, “So fucking hot seeing you two together.”
You let out a moan and spread your legs. They each rest their arm around your knee, keeping your legs spread open.
“Did ya think about her pussy?” Harry asks as he bites his lip, a dark and lustful look glazed over his eyes at he looks at Niall.
Niall slides his hand down your thigh and brushes his fingers over your pussy, “I thought about it a lot.”
You gasp and tilt your head back as his fingers slowly circle your clit, “Fuck.” You whimper as his pressure grows harder.
Harry leans down and connects his lips with yours as his hand plays with your boobs, “Feel good?” He whispers against your lips.
You nod, “Y-yes.” Your hands desperately search to grab onto something, “Fuck.” You moan loudly as Niall plunges his fingers into your pussy, curling his fingers repeatedly.
Harry slides his hand up your chest and wraps it around your neck. He leans in and bites gently on your ear lobe, “Cum for him, baby.”
Niall thrusts his fingers faster, hitting that spot with the tip of his fingers each time. Harry pulls you closer as he starts slowly rubbing your clit with his fingers.
You quickly fall apart, clenching Niall’s fingers with the walls of your pulsating cunt, “F-fuck. Yes! Yesyes.” You wiggle your hips and dig your nails into Harry’s shoulder, moaning and whimpering as you come down from your high.
“Good girl.” Harry whispers lowly in your ear, “Tell us what you want.”
You rest your head back and bite your lip at Niall pulls his fingers out of you, “I want..” you sigh and look at Niall, “You guys to touch each other.”
You slowly get up on your knees and move over to Niall. He wraps an arm around your waist and rests his hand on your lower back.
You pull him in to kiss him. Your lips move in sync with his and he moans lowly as you tug the hair at the nape of his neck.
“I want you to fuck each other.” You take his bottom lip between your teeth, pulling gently.
His fingers dig into your skin and you slide your hand down to his cock, “I want to watch you suck his cock.”
Harry moves in behind you, “I just want to feel that pussy first, baby.” Harry pulls your hips back and you move back slightly.
You guys get into a position to where Harry his rubbing the head of his cock onto your pussy, teasing you while you’re on your knees, bent over to suck Niall’s cock.
You swirl your tongue around the tip of his cock, moaning lowly as you feel the spit run down over your pussy.
“I want No to suck you off of my cock.” Harry grips your hips as he buries his cock deep into your pussy, “Fuck.”
You moan around Niall’s cock, which causes him to gasp and buck his hips slightly. You gag and he moans louder, “Fuck, gag on my cock, baby.”
Harry slides a hand up your back, tangling it into your hair before he pushes you head down, slowly bobbing it up and down then switching to a slightly fast pace before stopping and letting go.
You pull off and Niall cups your cheeks, “ya alright?”
You smile and nod, biting your lip and furrowing your brows as Harry rams his cock into you, “Fuck, yes. Yes.”
You wrap your hand around Niall’s cock, slowly stroking your hand up and down. You rub your thumb over the tip slowly, smearing the precum around.
You lean, moaning as you lick it off, “Fuck.” You gasp and squeeze Harry’s cock with your walls, “H-Harry. Baby.” You look up at Niall, whining as he brushing hair from your face, “Cum for him, love.”
He slides a hand down to your boobs, playing and pinching each of your nipples as he leans down to kiss you.
You moan loudly and grab onto his arm as you feel yourself cum, “Fuck.” You tilt your head back, squeezing your eyes shut as Harry fucks you through your high.
You’re pretty sure you squirted, but you didn’t care. It felt too good for you to feel anything else but pleasure.
“Fuck, baby.” Harry slaps your ass cheek, “You ready?”
“I am.” You move to the head of the bed, leaning back against the headboard.
Niall and Harry waist no time. Their hands find their way to each others bodies and their lips press together, moving in a slow sexy synched motion.
You spread your legs and bite your lip as you watch Niall pull Harry closer to him closer to press his lips to Harry’s neck.
You grab your boobs with your hands, kneading them slowly, moaning as you watch Niall kiss down Harry’s chest.
“Fuck, Ni.” Harry groans lowly, “Missed you.”
Niall looks up at Harry him with his eyes and leans back slightly, “Did ya?”
Your hand travels down your body slowly, edging yourself with the arrival of your fingers to your clit.
Niall goes back to kissing Harry’s torso as he nods, “So much.” Harry whispers and furrows his brows as Niall kisses right above his cock.
He pulls his bottom lip between his teeth and closes his eyes, waiting for Niall to go on.
Niall presses his lips gently along the length of Harry’s cock, taking him in between his lips when he reaches the tip.
You pinch your nipple with your other hand, moaning quietly as you watch Niall bob his head on Harry’s cock.
Harry’s head falls to the side as he moans, “Fuck.”
You press your fingers to your clit, circling at a slow, teasing pace, you really didn’t want to cum until they did, but you knew once Harry was done with Niall, you were going to fail achieving that goal.
Harry eventually pulls away and brings him back up to kiss him. You let out a moan, if it must have been loud because it caught their attention.
Their eyes flick over to you and they both turn their heads, “isn’t she fuckin sexy?” Harry leans down, rubbing the calf of your stretched out right leg.
“Sure is, H. M’actually kinda jealous of you.” Niall admits, “You get to touch her everyday.”
Harry smirks and runs a hand up Niall’s stomach. You watch as Niall starts stroking Harry’s cock again, keeping his eyes locked on his hand.
“Once I’m done with you, you can have all the time you want with her.” Harry whispers before leaning in to nip his ear and kiss down his neck.
Harry leans back and pulls himself away from Niall, moving up to sit next to you. He leans back and bites his lip, nodding at his cock as he looks at Niall.
Niall has always been a slut for Harry’s cock.
Just like you.
When ever you and Niall give Harry blowjobs together, it’s practically like you’re worshiping his cock.
You glance over at Harry, fingers still circling your clit, “Hi.”
He looks back at you and leans in to peck your lips, “Hi.”
You look at Niall and pull him up to you. You lean in to close the space, pressing your lips to his. His hand lays on your thigh, so close to your pussy.
You grab his hand and push it there. He leans back and glances over at Harry and Harry leans in and kisses him, “Change of plans.” He mumbles in between kisses.
You fought to keep your eyes open as Niall’s fingers curled inside of you.
You wanted to watch them do anything.
“F-fuck.” You gasp and arch your back against the headboard, “N-Ni-“ Is all you can get out before you watch Harry’s fingers slide onto your clit.
He presses hard and circles it quickly, “You like that?”
You nod quickly, moaning as you lean over and wrap your hand around his cock, “Yesyes.” You gasp and open your eyes, looking over at Harry.
He is stroking Niall’s cock, watching as his fingers move in and out of you, “Fuck, you’re so wet.” Harry looks up at you and pulls you into him by the back of the neck with his left hand.
You moan as your lips crash onto his and his fingers tangle tightly in your hair. He groans lowly as you speed up the pace of your hand.
“Fuck, baby.” He groans against your lips, “I need you again.” He reaches down and grabs Niall’s hand, pulling him around to you.
Harry’s hands grip your waist and you bite your lip as you straddle him. He looks into your eyes at he reaches out and pulls Niall closer to him.
You reach down to steady his cock while continues to look at him.
Your lips part as the head of his cock slips inside of you, instantly stretching you out. You tilt your head back slightly and push your self down more, “Fuck.”
Harry spits into his fingers and takes Niall’s cock into his hand. He slides his fingers up and down, sliding his spit around his cock.
“Niall.” You whine out and look over at him, “Let Harry suck your cock.”
He groans at your words, nodding as he moves up towards Harry.
You slide all the way down into Harry, causing Harry to look at you and dig his fingers into your hips, “Fuck, baby.” You moan and dig your nails into the sparrows tattooed on his chest.
He groans lowly, “C’mon, baby.. ya gotta move.”
Niall grabs his chin gently and turns his head towards him as you slowly start to move up and down his cock.
You open your eyes and watch as Harry’s lips part and Niall slips his cock in between them. Harry’s eyes roll back and flutter closed, moans muffled by Niall’s cock.
“Fuck, baby. Yes.” You moan quietly as you place your hands on his shoulders, “Oh fuck.”
You clench around him and drag your nails downward as you moan loudly.
As you slowly bounce through your high, you milk Harry of his.
His cock twitches as it’s shoved deep inside of you. Niall gasps as Harry moans around him, “Fuck.” He holds Harry’s head down on his cock as he groans.
Harry takes Niall’s cum and tilts his head back, swallowing as he smirks. He looks at you and pulls you in and he presses his lips to yours, instantly slipping his tongue in.
You moan quietly at the taste of niall still lingering on his tongue. He smirks against your lips and leans back, “Yeah?”
You bite your lip and nod, “Yeah.”
He nods and kisses your forehead, “As I said.” He moves to get off the bed and leans down to pecks your lips before standing up.
He smiles at you before looking at Niall, “Once I was done, you could have all the time with her.”
A smile appears on your lips quickly and you look up at Niall.
Harry winks at him before making his way to the chair, “Have fun.”
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If you want a part 2 of this on the @wastedonhoran account let me know!!
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rockinnrollin · 2 years
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SIR??? WHO GAVE YOU THE FUCKING RIGHT???
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scarlet-daisy · 5 months
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Fav cannon (or un-cannon) AOS ships?
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easy question to answer. i love them so so so so so much :( I MISS MY FAMILY
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thencitytales · 2 years
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Essay writing - JHS
🌷 Pairing: Johnny Suh of NCT x gn!reader
🌷 wc: 1.5k
🌷 Fluffy Fluff
🌷Warnings: I think there are none, let me know if I'm wrong!
🌷Hello again my friends! Finally wrote something new! Reader I awfully late on assignments and Johnny is ready to help! Hope you enjoy! Likes and reblogs are always appreciated <3
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A blank slate.
It was 11.30 PM and you were staring at a blank document that had to be turned in, in half an hour. 
You fucked up. 
You fucked up bad this time. 
No cup of coffee could’ve helped you. 
In under half an hour you had to write at least 5000 words on a topic you had no idea about. An essay that was worth 50% of your grade. And your crush comfortably lying in your bed.
“It’s not going to write itself Y/N”
“Thanks for the insight, Johnny. I must’ve gotten the wrong model of computer, how silly of me!” You turned around and saw him sprawled out on your bed in all his majesty with his grey sweatpants and his favorite hoodie. He smiled and winked at you.
“Listen it’s not like you have to turn it in at exactly midnight, do you?” He said calmly.
“Are you an idiot or do you just ask stupid questions for a living?” He chuckled at your sarcasm, a thing he had come to like during the short period of your friendship.
“What I mean is, you can take your time and then say you had problems with the wi-fi or something. It’s going to be a matter of a couple of hours anyways.” He just stared at you after finishing his sentence, expectantly.
You pondered what he just said. 
Despite what everybody said, Mr. Yoon was not all that bad. You’re sure he would’ve let it slide. 
You looked back at Johnny.
“True,” You said.
“C’mon,” He said getting up and reaching for the stool at the side of your bed. He positioned himself next to you, at your desk. 
“I’ll help you.”
“Aren’t you here to see Jaehyun?” Johnny was one of your roommates’ best friends after all, so there wasn’t a single chance he was here for you. 
You basically only saw each other during lectures and at some of the parties that his frat organized. He was just your silly little crush. Nothing serious at all.
“Is he here?” Johnny knew Jaehyun wasn’t. He got stuck at his job at the grocery store when his boss asked him to revise the inventory that one of the new kids made. Which was, of course, full of errors and he had to redo it from scratch.
“Well, he should be here any minute now.” You answered back oblivious of how busy the boy actually was. A glint of sadness could be seen in your eyes, it was almost imperceptible, but it was there.
“Well, he can wait. I feel like this is more urgent.” You smiled, happy about his answer and about spending more time with him.
“Besides, you’re prettier. Spending time with you is more enjoyable, even just for that.” 
He knew what he did. He saw the natural blush creeping up your cheeks and he was having a blast. 
Not only because he liked having this effect on girls. 
He especially liked having this effect on you.
He liked you very much. Like very, very much. You were the only girl in a long time that didn’t bluntly try to flirt with him. You were just able to, somehow, be yourself.
The truth is that after a while you just gave up on trying to impress him because you saw how many prettier girls were flirting with him and lost the will to even try.
Johnny also liked your sense of humor. It wasn’t quite like his but they completed each other well. You laughed at most of his jokes (not all of them, that’s important for him). You laughed because you found them genuinely funny and not just because you wanted him to think you thought he was funny, like any other pick-me girl.
And last but not least, he found you so damn beautiful. 
The other girls really had nothing on you in his eyes. He couldn’t quite understand where it all came from. 
He just remembers that, at one of those infamous parties, you were both drunk, out on the lawn with Jaehyun and his girlfriend. Out of nowhere, fireworks started to explode in the distance giving you a free show. You were looking at them wide-eyed with the brightest smile on your face, almost stuck in a trance. Johnny turned to look at you and just couldn’t turn back to the pyrotechnic show.
You were the best show he could enjoy right at that moment.
“Thank you, you are prettier than Jaehyun too.” He stays silent for a moment, taken aback.
“That’s not what you usually tell me!” He nudged you with his elbow, a smirk forming on his lips.
“I’m trying to be nice, just like you. Besides, I am taking a risk by boosting your ego this much, it’s already pretty big, I might regret it later.” He chuckled. 
This is what he liked about your friendship. The fact that you could bicker with one another freely. 
Sadly, as previously stated, it was just a friendship.
He knew he had some sort of effect on you, but he thought it was just because you found him attractive. After all, he was undeniably handsome, whoever said the contrary would have been lying and everybody knew that.
So he would tease you, making you blush and whatnot and his heart told him that maybe that meant he had a chance at something serious with you, but his head told him it was just his overall appearance.
On the other side, there was you. Hopelessly in love. Extremely in denial.
You had your feelings hurt before. By frat guys. By J names. You mention it, somebody that fits the description probably broke your heart already.
So at this point, you’re pretty good at not getting your hopes up. Or at least your head is. Your heart still has to receive the message.
With both of your minds working at full capacity, about three cups of coffee each and a Red Bull for Johnny alone, that he chugged all in one big sip, In about an hour and a half the essay was done. It was not the best, but it was good enough. 
You quickly scribbled an email with a streak of excuses and sent everything to Mr. Yoon.
Johnny laid back down on your bed.
“You know, I might have to make you pay rent if you stay on my bed for another minute.” You said to him.
“Well, only if you agree to split it with me” He shot you a wink, his flirty side coming out every chance he got. 
“Well, that doesn’t make any sense” You said, thinking about his words.
“Just come here, will you?” He patted the free space next to him. 
Something in his tone was different. It wasn’t as flirty as before. It sounded like he meant it, like he wanted you right by his side.
You got up from your chair, after closing the laptop, and went to lay beside him. 
He welcomed you, trapping you in a warm hug. 
“What are you doing?” You chuckled trying to get out of his grip, but that only made him tighten his arms even more.
Suddenly, you both came to a still when you realized how close you two actually were. It’s not like you never hugged before, but this time it felt different. Something about the way you two were behaving right now felt so domestic.
So right.
He moved without thinking. His muscles were doing the work for him. Hands changing position, one sliding down to your waist and the other coming up to cup your face.
You were still, trying to process everything that was happening. What you were feeling, what he was feeling and what both of you wanted to happen next. 
And then, at the same time, you closed the space between you. Lips crashing in an awkward, but still romantic kiss. He tried to adjust the angle, to make it a bit more comfortable, but as soon as his lips were off of yours, you laughed.
“What?” He asked, not sure how to feel. Was it wrong? Did he make a mistake?
“I heard stories about how good a kisser you are, but that was awful, Suh.”
“Oh my God, I hate you so much” He started laughing as well and threw a pillow at you.
“No you don’t” You quickly moved closer to him once again.
“But you’re lucky, I don’t hate you either” You finished your sentence with a peck on his lips.
Right at that moment, the door to your room swung open.
“I HATE MY BOSS, I HATE THAT KID, WHERE THE HELL IS JOHNNY HE SAID HE WAS STILL HERE” Jaehyun started ranting about his day, but quickly came to a halt seeing the two of you.
“Really? My roommate? Johnny, I have no words left for you, now please, would you come to my aid? Really need to play some games or something.” He said exiting the door.
“That was a nice monologue.” Johnny looked at you.
“And I’m just so lucky there’s at least another hour of that for me” He said getting up and following his best friend.
“I’ll wait for you here!” You said smilig.
“I think I like the sound of that.
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bogusleo · 8 months
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Something you may or may not needed to see today. Emo Sam. You’re welcome or not welcome.
Creds to owner I found it on Pinterest
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bylerily · 2 years
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ok but will deserves a happy ending with or without mike. i love byler and totally want it to happen but if theres a different ending where it doesnt, i need will to find peace and be able to be happy and accept himself
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religiouscenter · 2 years
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Found this on pinterest and fell in love with it
Creds to the original artist/owner
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m0tel6mxzzy · 2 years
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please-buckme · 3 years
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A wet Buck:
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fodenswhore · 2 years
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Instagram Imagines PT 2
{ just more instagram imagines showcasing the life of y/n stilinski!}
~ i do not own any of these images, they were all found on pinterest, credit to original owners ~
part 1
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y/n.stilinski another day, another slay
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stilesstilinski i told you not to post this.
↳ y/n.stilinski oops?
↳ stilesstilinski 🙄🙄
itslydiamartin send me this rn
↳ stilesstilinski y/n do NOT send this to lydia
↳ y/n.stilinski ahhh
↳ y/n.stilinski well you see…
↳ y/n.stilinski it’s sorta too late stiles💔
kira.yukimura ur account is basically a stiles fan page at this point
↳ y/n.stilinski and what abt it💅🏼
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y/n.stilinski first day of school vibes
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liamdunbar y/n.
↳ y/n.stilinski oops?
↳ liamdunbar i hate u
↳ y/n.stilinski it was too cute not to post ok🙄
scottymccall i swear all you do is expose people
↳ y/n.stilinski somebody’s gotta do it😎
stilesstilinski finally, a post that isn’t about me
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y/n.stilinski ma girls <3
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itslydiamartin I LOVE U
↳ y/n.stilinski I LOVE U MORE
↳ liamdunbar @y/n.stilinski i thought you loved me?
↳ y/n.stilinski i tolerate u
↳ liamdunbar ouch
kira.yukimura AHHHHH MY FAV PHOTO EVER
malialovesdeer who is lying on the floor
↳ y/n.stilinski pretty sure it’s you mal😂
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y/n.stilinski the sky is pretty but liam is prettier😋
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stilesstilinski just opened instagram. this is not what i wanted to see.
↳ y/n.stilinski why don’t u just go ahead and delete ur account
↳ stilesstilinski don’t tempt me
notmasonhewitt how many tries did it take to get this photo right?
↳ liamdunbar too many
↳ y/n.stilinski i reckon the outcome was worth it tho
kira.yukimura the cutest couple!
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y/n.stilinski tbh
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itslydiamartin mood
stilesstilinski did you have grass stains all over your jeans after this?
↳ y/n.stilinski surprisingly not
liamdunbar photo creds?
↳ y/n.stilinski ah yes, thank u li ;)))
invisiblecorey is this a normal post for y/n?
↳ y/n.stilinkski don’t expect it to last🙄
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y/n.stilinski chaotic
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scottymccall typical liam, always on his phone
↳ liamdunbar sorry mom
↳ stilesstilinski let him know scotty
↳ y/n.stilinski y’all are impossible
notmasonhewitt i wasn’t aware that this was taken
↳ y/n.stilinski clearly
↳ notmasonhewitt damn
malialovesdeer i don’t like the way corey is looking at me.
↳ kira.yukimura it’s rather threatening isn’t it?
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y/n.stilinski reckons he’s taylor swift
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stilesstilinski can i request a song?
↳ y/n.stilinski no
↳ stilesstilinski why not?
↳ y/n.stilinski your music taste sucks
↳ stilesstilinski it does not!
↳ y/n.stilinski yes it does
liamdunbar where’s my grammy award?
↳ notmasonhewitt in ur dreams
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y/n.stilinski picasso i like it
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itslydiamartin what can’t you do at this point?
↳ stilesstilinski tidy her room
↳ y/n.stilinski don’t expose me like that🙄
↳ stilesstilinski it’s payback for all the times you’ve exposed me
notmasonhewitt you’re so talented!!
↳ y/n.stilinski ily bae
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y/n.stilinski drive-in movies >>>>>>
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brett_talbot would’ve been better if i was there
↳ y/n.stilinski me when i lie:
↳ notmasonhewitt humble yourself
stilesstilinski is that my radio?!
↳ y/n.stilinski no…
invisiblecorey liam falling asleep and snoring made the night 10x funnier
↳ y/n.stilinski it truly did
↳ liamdunbar i do not snore
↳ y/n.stilinski oh honey you do
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reidselle · 3 years
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