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sinsandsuccubus · 10 months

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Batter Up - Urban Wyatt

Context: There’s something about Urban in short shorts that does something to you….

Genre: smut

Word Count: 1.3k+

Pairings: Urban Wyatt x GF!Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+! Sexual activity.

a/n: yall…. YALL. I just got in from a party as I’m writing this and I go on insta to find Urban playing kickball? In short shorts? Almost getting a grand slam? Now I need to take another shower. And so will you.

Also, sorry for any typos. I did read this over, but ya know, I'm kind of hornknee from Urban

Please DO NOT ENGAGE if not older stated age. Reader’s discretion is advised. I am not responsible if YOU CHOOSE to continue.

Masterlist ☽☾

It was the annual Homies Kickball Tournament, which was not only a way of gathering those local in Louisville, but to raise charity. When Urban asked you to participate, you were hesitant, wondering what people would think about Urban’s girl on the team. Yet, none of your friends were worried about it, and honestly, you were past giving a fuck about other people’s opinions on your relationship with Urban. The trick that tipped it over though, was Urban’s uniform.

The shorts he wore?

You wanted to pull his pants down right there and-

Yeah.

You were currently out on the field, getting yourself ready for the round, as you were up next to kick after Urban. Jack had gone, the bases becoming loaded, as it was now Urban’s turn, you giving Urban a firm pat on the ass. He yelped and jumped in response, rubbing his ass from the slap.

“You got this babe!” You cheered on, smiling at your boyfriend.

You watched as the ball rolled towards him, and Urban took careful steps, punting the ball far across the field.

Well fuck. That was hot.

You stood in shock as the players ran across the base, Jack being the last to hit the home plate. That left Urban out on the field, particularly on second base. You looked at him in the distance, hand over your eyes to shield yourself from the sun.

“You got this! Bring me home!” You heard him shout, seeing the thumbs up you gave him.

Oh, you were about to bring him home alright.

As the ball rolled towards you, you being last to kick before halftime, you concentrated, thinking about nothing else but both you and Urban reaching home plate so you could give him sloppy toppy in the bathroom.

You mean, his present for being such a good sport.

You kicked the ball, hard, sending the ball flying across the field, far enough out to where you and Urban could both make it home safely.

You took off running, clearing the bases as you went, before heading for home plate. However, you noticed the ball being thrown to the third basemen, and him making the move to come after you. You picked up your speed, turning your head slightly to see the ball being thrown at your back. You quickly spun out of its direction, it flying past the person at home base, the crowd cheering you on. You ran across the base, Urban there to scoop you up as the team jumped for joy.

“That’s my girl!” Urban said as he put you down, to which you pulled him down by the collar of his shirt down for a kiss, the crowd “awwing” at the two of you.

“Gross guys, get a room!” You heard Jack yell, not paying him any attention as you moved your mouth to Urban’s ear.

“Meet me in the bathroom.” You quickly jogged off, scooping up an empty Gatorade water bottle off the floor, running back inside the stadium to make it appear you were going to fill it up before the next two rounds.

Yeah, you were. Totally.

Urban quickly found you in the bathroom, to which you pulled him close, kissing him immediately and locking the door behind you, his lips soft on yours.

“Mm, baby. Baby. Babe. Slow down, what’s this all about?” He spoke, pulling away from you.

“You! Being hot, in those sexy ass shorts, kicking that ball all sexy. It just made me… fuck- really fucking horny.” You spoke rushed, Urban quickly washing his hands before you guiding him to the bottom of your shorts, pushing them and your panties aside to reveal your drenched pussy.

“Damn baby, you’re really this turned on?”

“Urban… you have no clue what you do to me.” You spoke softly, looking up at him with lustful eyes.

“Well, I’ll have you know,” He paused, bringing your hands towards his shorts, his dick pressing hard into your palms.

“That I’m so fucking hard for you right now. Seeing you run across those bases to home plate, your tits bouncing, perfect ass,” he grabbed your ass and pulled you close, bringing one of your legs to rest on his hip. “This fucking ass. God Y/N, that shit was so hot.”

“Well, it seems that we both have a problem, don’t we?”

“Yup. We should probably solve this problem before the game starts up again, right?” Urban asked, raising an eyebrow and stroking his chin.

“Absolutely. I’ll start.” You quickly washed and dried your hands before pulling Urban’s shorts down, his hard dick springing free, precum leaking from the tip. You licked the droplets up onto your tongue, sighing at the taste.

“Y/N, don’t tease me like that.”

“Sorry babe. Let me make this quick, we do have a game to finish.” You swiftly took Urban down your throat, him moaning loud as you took him to the base of his cock, moaning to send vibrations up his shaft.

“Fuck Y/N, goddamn.”

You kept going, jerking him off while sucking him at the same time, the hand job becoming sloppy. Then, you took his dick all the way down your throat again, flexing your tongue so that it curved to his dick, making a suction almost. You played with his balls, massaging them with the saliva that had trailed down from your blowjob.

“Fuck baby, your mouth feels so good.”

You kept going, determined to make Urban cum down your throat. You wanted it so so badly.

However, that was cut short when he pulled you up by your throat, bending you over the counter of the bathroom sink.

“I need to fuck you right now.” Urban pulled your shorts and panties down swiftly, eyeing your wet pussy.

“Spread it for me.” He spoke, spitting on his hand as he jerked himself off, though he was pretty wet enough. You spread your lips, hearing a “fuck” from Urban.

Before you knew it, he had thrust inside you, working at a fast pace from the start.

“Ohmygod. Ohmygod, fuck, Urban please.” You moaned, folding your body over the cool countertop, the coldness feeling good against your torso.

Urban jerked your head up by your throat, moving his one hand to remain on your neck while the other smacked your ass, shortly thereafter moving to your hip. He pounded you into the counter, you not taking notice of how good he was making you feel.

“Look at me when I’m fucking you, you understand?” He squeezed your throat, you letting out a choked gasp, nodding at him while you looked at him in the mirror. He slapped your ass, making you moan some more.

“Use your words.”

“Yes Urban, ohmygod, yes, I’ll keep looking. God, yes.” You managed to get out, moaning and stumbling on your words. The hand from your throat moved to your clit, Urban rubbing light but firm circles on the sensitive bud.

“Fuck, Urban, you’re gonna make me cum.”

“Cum for me. Cum for me Y/N, cum on this dick.”

You yelped, coming down hard on Urban, your whole body shaking with satisfaction. However, Urban kept at it, chasing his own high.

“Fuck, baby, Y/N, shit. Where do you want it? Tell me now before I cum.”

“In my mouth please, fuck. In my mouth.” You spazzed around him again, him quickly pulling out of you as you dropped to your knees, shaking from your second orgasm as he shot his load into your mouth. You licked up anything that didn’t make it, cleaning your lips of the rest of his cum.

“Fuck Y/N, that was so hot.”

“You’re fucking hot babe.” You spoke, him helping you get up from the floor steadily, your body still shaking. You both fixed yourselves before you heard a knock on the door.

“Come on now y’all! I gotta fucking piss and y’all in there fuckin. I hope you cleaned up after yourselves, Jesus.”

#urban wyatt fanfiction #urban wyatt #bf! urban wyatt #urban wyatt x reader #urban wyatt scenario #urban wyatt fan fic #urban wyatt fic #urban wyatt imagine

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abyssal-cryptid · 1 year

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Even more Tears of the Kingdom thoughts (SPOILERS)

I cant figure out how long after Calamity this game is set. It's got to be at least some years, everyone else has changed but Link and Zelda

Link and Zelda have lived this time together in Link's house in Hateno <<33

Their Well holds Zelda's secret room

Also yes every well in this game has something so my favorite thing rn is just jumping into wells

Zelda had a school built to Hateno because she loves kids

I hate how so many people in this game who should know who Link is dont know him

You mean to tell Ive been living in Hateno for years and no one recognises me

Zelda is still referred to as princess which implies she hasnt allowed herself to be crowned queen

Ive spent like three hours just strolling in Hateno

I did get the camera and my enjoyment of the game has increased tenfold

HATENO TECH LAB HAS A RUINED GUARDIAN I REPEAT HATENO HAS A GUARDIAN REMAIN

Im so excited I missed seeing these everywhere

Purah's room has drawings of them and the divine beasts

You can just pick up the koroks who need to be reunited w their friends with ultrahand and carry them wherever they want to go. They also roll down hills

Me @ the forbidden ruins in Kakariko: "Let me in, let me innnn"

SIDON HAS A FIANCE

IM SO DISTRAUGHT

THEY SAW US SHIP LINK AND SIDON AND WENT "none of that here is his gf"

HUDSON HAS A DAUGHTER <<33

This game has cheese. I can die happy now

I am taking the elevator up every time I see a falling rock

Went to Akkala Citadel Ruins. Was looking at the views. SUDDENLY EVERYTHING GOES RED AND HANDS ARE CHASING ME WHAT THE FUCK

The way they dont let my boy have his long hair out on any fits is criminal. Could have tweaked the armor sets that much

Why is Zelda appearing everywhere and being an evil menace??? Zelda tf is going on w you?? Arent you supposed to be in the past

They looked at me, specifically, loving side quests more than my life and going "we have to give them more" and this is a good day

There's a golden horse???

Also I heard Yunobo is a dick in this??? Not my boy :(

I go to the Zora tower and there is a man nearly dead

ALSO OH MY GOD WHY DID ZELDA ATTACK KING DOREPHAN

Man was dying (Lets hope this doesnt age poorly because I dont think I could handle it)

So its been like five years at least since BOTW ended and like. Why does no one remember me and also where did all these new people come from that didnt exist here couple years ago?? Where were yall?? Having tea??

Kilton has a little brother <3

I should get back to the "first" main questline as in the Rito are dying in a blizzard but there's pretty flowers and mayoral elections

Did I already mention they did not nerf bows? They didnt and I love that, archers for life

Also I lost Hestu again and I need more inventory

I am afraid to venture into the Korok Forest

Stables are so fun. You get points from first visit, staying the night, registering horses etc AND THEY GIVE YOU REWARDS

I got the Traveler's Gear for General (my baby boy horse)

I found Big Horse and named him Babylon

Also saved this one guy stuck in a cave

Starting to get to a point where enemies drop 15-30 fuse power parts and life is getting easier

Ive activated like 20 shrines since I last did a bunch. I havent done them because what if I have to build vehicles (bad)

I miss cryonis

Havent done much in the sky tbh

I want my champions tunic. I however dont feel like going to the castle

Where the fuck is Ganondorf

I could always see him in BOTW I dont like this

I am kind of disappointed they didnt change the looks of old armor sets. HOWEVER. Cece's hat is all Im going to say. I wonder if I can wear that to Gerudo town

Im still a one shot to so many things

The Zora are dying (their water is turning into mud)

Gorons have malice pink eyes so dont trust theyre doing too well either

Barbarian armor fits so well with Link's messy long hair

Im still kind of shocked that the sheikah tech is just gone

How do I get into Hateno tech lab

Some of yall are actually building vehicles? Im avoiding that like the plague

Still salty about Sidon

I get taken for a little while and he gets engaged

His fiance did refer to Sidon as "my best friend"

The quote went "Im Prince Sidon's... oh forgive me. I am your best friend's fiancee"

She us cute but still

ALSO THEY MOVED MIPHA'S STATUE TO THE TOP OF PLOYMUS MOUNTAIN

THE ZORA'S DOMAIN STATUE IS NOW OF LINK AND SIDON

Why cant I marry him

Sidon carries Mipha's trident now (sobs)

When you meet him he goes "Its good to see you my friend" so happily

"By the way... I hope you know that I am truly happy to see you again after such a long time apart, my dearest friend"

I sobbed

He loves us so much

Just go visit him

Sidon wont marry me and Sonia and Rauru are married, cant a man find some love in Hyrule

#tears of the kingdom #legend of zelda #spoilers

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angstysebfan · 3 years

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The Past Can Break You - 1

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

AU: Avengers

Summary: You and Bucky have been dating for aa few years. As far as you’re concerned he is the one. But what happens when a blast from the actual past shows up?

A/N: Ive seen a lot stories of Bucky getting his first love from the 40′s back. And I’ve always wondered... what would happen if he was dating someone already? Reader is from this time. Not proofread.

If someone asked you what you loved about being an Avenger, you would definitely say the people. Not even the people you save, but the other members of your team who have become your family. See, you didn’t have a family growing up, and when Tony brought you into the Avengers you had no idea that he was also bringing you into the family.

Sam, Steve, and Thor were your big brothers, always protective. Natasha and Wanda were your best friends and sisters. Tony was definitely a father figure to you as well as one of your favorite people in the world. Bruce and Vision were two very good friends that you knew you could always count on. And Scott was the funniest person on the planet and always made you laugh.

But none of them compared to Bucky. When you first joined the avengers Bucky was new too. You guys became very close friends and eventually developed a very loving relationship. He was nervous at first to ask you out because it had been so long since he dated anyone. When he was back in the 40s he was definitely a ladies man but now he was more reserved and shy, which you didn’t mind.

Before you started dating he did tell you about his first love, Dot. You knew that she was his first love and tried not to be jealous of a woman from the 40s, and you tried not to compare his love to her to his love for you. You knew he missed her, but hopefully now that he was dating you, not as much, as selfish as that sounds.

You now have been dating Bucky for 2 1/2 years, and it’s safe to say that he is the love of your life. You both moved into the same room and spend as much time together as possible when you’re not on missions. In fact you’re out with Natasha and Wanda right now getting a special gift to wear tonight with Bucky.

“What’s the occasion for this again?” Natasha asked.

“Oh nothing, just feel like making him feel special,“ you say with a wink. Both girls rolled her eyes at you and continue searching for the perfect lingerie for you to wear for him.

When you got back to the compound you walk to the common room with your new purchase super excited to show your soldier later. you see everyone standing around staring at this big contraption that’s now in the middle of the common room. You walk up and stand next to your boyfriend staring at both the contraption and Tony who looks super excited.

“What the hell is this?“ you ask.

Tony looks at you and see the excitement in his eyes like a kid on Christmas. “I’m not sure. I found it in the archives when I was looking for something. I thought we could all open it up together,” her says.

You look at your boyfriend who gives you a shrug of his shoulders and a smirk, “He has been like this for a half hour,” he says as he wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you closer, kissing the top of your head.

“Where were you off to?” He asks, ignoring the commotion for a moment.

“Oh just picking up something for you… for me to wear… in bed.. tonight,” you say.

You see Bucky’s eyes darken as he leans closer to you, “well can’t wait to see it and rip it off of you then, Doll,” he whispers in your ear before placing his lips on yours.

You giggle as you then lean your head toward Tony and the contraption. You see Tony pressing a few buttons before some air or steam come out the top and the door opens. When the steam clears you all see there is a woman inside who appears to still be alive.

“It’s a cryogenic chamber!” Tony shouted in excitement.

Everyone stepped back to give whoever was in the chamber a few moments to awaken and come out slowly. After they clambered out you realized it was a red headed woman. You hear Bucky’s breath hitch as you all get a look at her face. Suddenly the woman looks at Bucky.

“Jamie?!” She asked.

You look at your boyfriend who is in shock looking at the woman before him. His hand around your waist falls away from you as he starts to step toward her.

“Dot? Is… is that really you?” He asks in amazement.

Suddenly your own breath hitches as you realize that your boyfriend is looking at his first love. The woman you felt you had to compare to. The one you thought he would never see again. She was now in your living room staring at Bucky in disbelief.

“I thought you were dead! How are you alive?” She asks.

“It’s a long story,Doll. One I’ll have to tell you later,” he says as he smirks at her.

She reaches out and pulls him toward her in a strong hug. Your heart slowly begins to break as you feel completely helpless, and selfish at the same time. You see all your friends, Steve included, are giving looks of sympathy.

You start taking slow steps back, not wanting to draw any more attention to yourself. You stumble and stop though when you see her kiss him. Your heart is officially obliterated. No way will you stand a chance next to Dot.

Bucky had his first love back. He didn’t need you anymore. You quickly turned away and leave the room: no one calls for you, letting you go. Bucky and Dot don’t even notice.

Bucky pulls away from Dot, “I’m sorry, I can’t. There is so much we need to talk about, but I can’t…”

He trails off as he finally turns toward the room and sees that you are gone. He feels terrible and steps away from Dot.

“You should go down and see Bruce. Get checked out. I’ll meet you down there. I just have to check on something first,” Bucky says.

Dot grabs his hand, “Please don’t leave me. I don’t want to be alone,” she begs.

Steve steps up, “I’ll go with you Dot. Bucky will meet us down there,” he says.

Bucky gives his best friend a thankful smile before nodding at Dot and turning toward your shared room. He didn’t know what to say. He didn’t even know what to think. All he knew is that he was at a crossroads where one or all of the participants will get hurt.

He was terrified.

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Chapter 2

Ok so as I said up top, I always wondered what would happen if Bucky’s 40s gf came back while he was dating someone else. I feel for both reader and Bucky in this situation because this is a tough situation. Looking forward to writing it! Feedback is appreciated!

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sir-subpar · 2 years

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Naptime with Bombeep (Oneshot)

Been a while since I've written a oneshot with these two, huh? Well here we are!

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Boyfriend smiled in contentment. He and Whitty were comfortable in the living room, blankets and pillows all over the floor in front of their tv. Whitty was lying down on his stomach, arms folded under his head. Boyfriend was lying on Whitty's folded arms, the bomb-headed man was using him as a pillow, sleeping soundly.

It was around noon, and they were enjoying the calm day. Boyfriend could feel Whitty breathing; slow, relaxed inhales and exhales that made Whitty's chest rise and fall. Boyfriend rested one of his hands on his own chest, the other rubbing gentle circles on the back of Whitty's head. The tv was still on, but the volume was turned down to the point he could barely hear it, so as to not disturb his sleeping partner. It was so rare, but also nice to see Whitty so content. He had been slowly getting more comfortable as of late, but he still had an anxious edge. He constantly seemed on alert. Boyfriend was willing to admit that he wasn't all that bright. Even so, he was able to see the changes in Whitty's behavior.

The peace was interrupted when Boyfriend's phone suddenly started ringing. He leaned his head back to see Girlfriend was calling him. Now he was caught in a moral dilemma. The phone was just far enough where he couldn't grab it in his current position unless he lifted his body up and scooched towards it, which would disturb Whitty from his comfy position. On the other hand, if he just blew it off, the phone would continue to ring. Which could also wake up Whitty, and on top of that, he would be ignoring his best friend. Whitty began to stir, his orange eyes blinked, but barely opened past a squint. Boyfriend moved a bit, wriggling his body closer to the phone. Whitty let out a quiet but dissatisfied grunt, grumpy after being woken up. He buried his face into Bf's torso, making it harder for the blue-haired man to move. "Whitty, I gotta move," Whitty didn't let up, instead choosing to whine. "I'm sorry, but I gotta answer it!" Bf eventually wriggled his way out of Whitty's just enough to be able to grasp his phone. He then returned to his previous position, Whitty immediately buried his face into Bf again, quietly grumbling and whining in annoyance.

Bf finally answered the call "Hey G, what's up?" He asked in a cheerful tone. "Oh nothing much," Gf replied. "Carol and I are going to dinner tonight and we were wondering if you boys wanted to come too," Boyfriend started caressing Whitty's head again. "Like a double date?" Bf asked. "Yeah!" Gf said excitedly. "Nooo," Whitty whined, his voice muffled by Bf's body. "Whitty, don't be rude," Bf scolded quietly. "Was that Whitty?" Gf asked. "What did he say? He sounds upset," she continued, her tone sounding a bit concerned. Bf playfully rolled his eyes. "Yeah, don't mind him, he's just grumpy cuz he just woke up from his nap," Bf lightly teased, though it was the truth. Whitty was always a grump when he first woke up. "Oh, did I wake him up? I'm sorry," Gf said earnestly, though she giggled a bit. "Eh, don't worry," Bf said, shrugging. "He'll get over it," he assured her. "No I won't," Whitty lifted his head a bit so his voice wouldn't be muffled. Both Bf and Gf laughed a bit at that. "Hey B, put me on speaker for a sec," Bf did as he was asked. "Hey Whitty," Gf called sweetly, "Sorry for waking you up, if you two do end up going to dinner with us, I promise I'll get you extra milkshakes to make up for it." Bf smiled a bit, it was a good move on Gf's part, Whitty was very food-motivated. After a bit of silence, Whitty let out a half begrudging "Okay, fine," he clearly was trying to sound more bothered than he was, Bf could see through it. Despite what some might think, it was hard for Whitty to stay mad at his friends, especially when they gave him food. "Thanks guys! We'll see you at 6. Carol and I can come pick you up," Bf smiled, "Sounds great, see you then!" Both said their goodbyes, and hung up.

Bf turned to Whitty. "Well, we still have a few hours before the date," Bf began, looking into Whitty's glowing eyes, "You can sleep some more, if you want." That was all Whitty needed to hear before promptly snuggling into Bf, the same way they had before. "I guess that's a yes," Bf chuckled. Whitty closed his eyes. Bf gave Whitty a kiss on the head, "Love ya, you grump," Whitty already started drifting off, but he managed to mumble "Mm...loveya too," before completely falling asleep. Bf gave another soft kiss on Whitty's head.

"Sleep well, Whitty."

#fnf #fnf bf #fnf whitty #bf x whitty #bombeep #oneshot #fanfic #fnf gf #fnf carol #gf x carol #but only a little #naptime with Bombeep #whitty is grumpy

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nataliedanovelist · 4 years

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GF - Everything

For @lemonfodrizzleart, featuring her oc, Jackie Asante. I hope you like it, sweetie! The comic that inspired the first half can be found here.

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Stan gave his girl an impressed look when she downed another shot of tequila and she asked for her second blue pineapple margarita. He brought his second jug of Angry Orchard up to his lips, reminiscing on the brown sugar that laced the rim of the glass, his eyes up at one of the many TVs playing different ball games. Stan was drawn into a football game and he winced with a smile as one guy got tackled by seven different guys, so close to a touchdown.

Jackie gave her guy a soft smile as he let the heavy glass land on the wooden bar with a quiet clunk. He looked very handsome right now, relaxed, sitting back in his chair while watching the game, the soft bar lights highlighting his beautiful features, like his soft brown eyes and matching mullet, his contagious smile. Sure he only sported worn jeans, a dirty white t-shirt, and a maroon jacket that look like it had been through the mill, but to Jackie he looked like a million bucks.

The bartender scooped up Stan’s first empty jug and asked, “‘Nother round?”

Stan shrugged casually. It was pretty late, the two coming in after a long day, so he guessed he could handle another pair before heading back to the motel. “Sure, why not?”

The bartender nodded, finished Jackie’s rita, slid it to her, and then quickly fetched two jugs and dunked the rims in a small bowl of sugar before filling it with beer. Thank Moses for Happy Hour, Every Hour. She dropped off the two glasses and asked, “Anythang else, lovelies?”

“Nope.” Jackie answered after the two exchanged looks and she happily munched on a tortilla chip spooning salsa with extra hot sauce mixed in.

The bartender smiled and let the most sober of everyone in the bar do as they please; it was pretty late and this odd but adorable couple had come in just a few minutes ago, so while others should probably be cut off these love birds were fine for a few more drinks.

Jackie and Stan were close, but not close enough. Jackie looked at her boyfriend’s toned body again and desperately wanted to feel it, be closer, so she leaned towards him, resting her head on his shoulder, and Stan smiled and wrapped his arm around her. Jackie was grateful he was looking at the escalating football game, so he couldn’t see the stupid grin on his face.

Stan privately considered himself pretty damn lucky. Not only had he been in a town for five days without making enemies (a new record), and he actually had enough money for a room and he didn’t have to sleep in his car, but he had an amazing woman on him who not only wanted to be around him, but was willing to go anywhere in order to do so. Jackie didn’t have to travel with him across states, looking for something and nothing all at the same time, but she did. One day Stan would make it up to her. One day he would actually manage to not be a screw-up and buy her a house and her own car and give her kids and whatever else she wanted.

Unfortunately, natured called and Stan had to stretch and have Jackie sit up. “Bathroom.”

“K’.” Jackie grinned as he snuck a quick kiss on her cheek before leaving her alone, but her smile was soon gone.

Stan felt a little colder with her gone from his hip, and as he washed his hands he thought that maybe they should finish their drinks, pay the bartender, and go back to the motel so he could hold her and show her how much she meant to her, however she wanted him to. Stan grinned in the mirror at the idea and emerged from the bathroom just in time to have the color in his face drain and his heart stop at a horrifying scene.

Jackie was facing a man much bigger and bulkier than her (even a little bigger than Stan), and she punched him in the face, leaving a bruise on his face. Stan wanted to be proud, but the guy was way bigger than her and could hurt her. “JACKIE, NO!”

Jackie tried to land another punch, but her wrist was grabbed to stop her, and in retaliation the guy punched her in the face.

Stan saw red. He didn’t need context or to know what had happened for this whole mess to even occur. He didn’t care. Somebody had punched his girl.

Stan charged across the room and just as Jackie kneed the guy in the balls and shoved him away, that left an opening for Stan to pounce on him and go ham. All those years of boxing practice were paying off as he wailed on the guy left and right in the face, over the jerk as he laid on the floor and kicked Stan off of him.

In an instant, Stan spun, grabbed Jackie’s hand, and ran out of the bar with her as fast as they could for the Stanmobile, which soon made screeches against the concrete and sped away.

After a few breaths in the passenger’s seat, Jackie looked over at the conman driving and she knew her instincts were correct. The dead-pan look on his face, how tightly he held onto the wheel, the anger fuming from his spirit. He was mad. And Jackie wasn’t stupid, she knew who he was mad at. So she crossed her arms over her chest and watched the world outside zoom by.

At the motel room, Stan pulled out the first aid kit from his suitcase and pointed to the bed. “Sit.” His voice was low and cold, but not completely harsh, which was a good sign.

Jackie plopped down at the foot of the bed and Stan knelt before her, eye-level to get a good look at her face. She had a bruise forming under her eye. It was a little bit swollen, but it could have been much worse. No cuts or torn skin, which was good, so Stan walked off for the bathroom and ran a washcloth under some cool water, then came back and started to clean up the eye. Jackie closed her eyes, both as a sign of her discomfort, but to make Stan’s job a little easier.

This wasn’t the first time Jackie had gotten into a fight, and Stan knew exactly what she had been fighting about.

Jackie had her arms crossed over her blue t-shirt covered chest, silent and waiting for the lecture. Usually Jackie would let Stan rant until he was done and then make a snappy remark that would end his argument, but tonight Jackie was angry. Not like Stan was, fuming and growling and shaking. She was an icy kind of angry, the cold, distant kind of angry. (Stan was painfully reminded how that was the kind of angry his brother got.) Jackie made up her mind that tonight she was gonna say something, and she was begging for her boyfriend to pick a fight.

After cleaning her up and helping the swelling go down, Stan tossed the damp washcloth aside and stood. Here we go. “Jackie, you can’t keep gettin’ into fights!”

Jackie quit looking down at the ugly carpet and she snapped back. “He was talking shit!”

“So what?!” Stan yelled back. He had heard what that guy was spitting behind his back while he watched the game. And, believe it or not, he had chosen not to make a big deal about it. Not with Jackie there. “I hear that shit all the time! Don’t fuckin’ fight for me!”

That only made Jackie more pissed. “Well excuse me for giving a shit about you, Stan!” She screeched. “I can handle a fight, especially when they diss you!”

Jackie was startled when Stan grabbed her by her shoulders, but rather than shake her or yell at her like other men might, she was even more alarmed when his head was bowed and his whole body was quivering. The little fire inside of him was slowly dying due to lack of fuel. Jackie opened her mouth to ask him what was wrong, but his voice stopped her, meek and quiet and desperate to be heard.

“Jackie… please…” He looked up at her and Jackie’s face softened to find tears in the corner of his soft brown eyes. “I don’t wanna lose you, too.”

“Hey,” Jackie whispered and slowly brought her hands to his cheeks, cupping his strained, tired face. “Hey.” She cooed softly. “Stanley, you couldn’t lose me if you tried. You’re stuck with me.”

Stan snorted and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Good.”

Jackie smiled and gently pulled him closer. “C’mere.”

Stan crawled up onto the bed and laid down as Jackie leaned back, wrapping her arms around his shoulder and placing a hand in his hair. Stan hugged her around her waist, his ear over her heart and listening to the beautiful beat. He took in some deep breaths, trying to calm down, and it was easier with her breathing to copy.

Jackie had known for a while that Stan had a crippling fear of not only heights, but of losing what little he had. He never talked about his past, but from what little Jackie had picked up from the taboo subject, he had lost everything. He wasn’t like some where they never had anything. He was like her, both of whom once had something or everything, but it was now gone. At least Jackie walked away, chose to leave what she had; she got the impression that Stan didn't have a choice.

She kissed his soft mullet and began to comb it as she whispered, “Stanley, you’re not gonna lose me. Not ever.”

“I think I’d believe you if you’d quit gettin’ into fights, sweetheart.” He joked.

Jackie rolled her eyes and chuckled.

Stan’s smile dropped. “Seriously though, if anything happened to you…”

“I can look after myself.” Jackie reminded him.

“I know you can. But you don’t have to anymore.”

“Then let me look after you, too, okay?”

“I will, but there’s a difference between helpin’ me wake up with both kidneys and gettin’ hurt all for some nobody on the street.”

“Hey,” Jackie said, this time not as soft as before, a bit more firm. Stan was reminded of a stern warning a mother might give. “You’re not a nobody. You’re my everything.”

Stan’s hold tightened ever so slightly. “And you’re mine. Which is why I need you safe.”

Jackie took in a deep breath and let it out through her button nose. She knew Stan had a point. And it was only fair. After all he gave up boxing matches for cash when he came home bloody one night and reduced Jackie to tears. She had certainly noticed how less inclined he was to fight or get into serious trouble. Sure, he had no issue stealing toilet paper or scamming suckers for an extra buck, but his Colombian prison days were far behind him.

Jackie scratched his shoulder comfortably and whispered, “Alright. I promise, no more fights. Unless they swing first.” She added cheekily.

Stan laughed quietly into her chest and nodded. “Unless they swing first.”

Just as Stan had hoped for, they laid on that bed for hours and snuggled. A few minutes after their agreement, Jackie began to hum a soft song as she continually combed his hair with her fingers. Stan smiled drowsily and was more than happy to fall asleep in the arms of the woman he loved.

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The young couple left Pueblo, Colorado and stopped at a little motel in Moab, Utah. It was a little bit nicer than the last room, accompanied by a small balcony with a sliding glass door to a view of the rocky red mountains and an iron and board to go with it. These made for good, cheap laundry. Just a little air freshener on the clothes and a quick run-through with the iron and as long as it didn’t have a stain any piece of clothing was as good as new, a free way to do laundry without forking some money for some quarters and some soap.

It was Stan’s turn to do the laundry, and he did so only in his boxers, standing in front of the king-sized bed as Jackie was looking out the huge window that covered most of the wall opposite to the door.

“Lee, do you think I’m pretty?”

Stan nearly burned his fingers when he looked up from his work. He had enough sense to turn off the iron and not rest it on his shirt, but just enough. Her back was to him in a baggy t-shirt (that he probably stole from him) and faded pink yoga pants. Her reflection was in the glass window and Stan not only saw how depressingly she held her hands and gazed ahead, he realized Jackie’s attention wasn’t on the view.

“Babe, what do you see?” Stan asked gently.

Jackie snorted and shook her head. “Not much.”

“That’s not what I see.” He said firmly and left the ironing board to be with her, standing behind her and tenderly wrapping his arms around her so her hands were lightly trapped to her chest. “I see everything a man could ever want in a woman.” Jackie pressed her lips together and freed a hand to hold Stan’s. But he wasn’t done.

“Eyes so deep and dark you can get lost in ‘em, skin the color of mahogany and soft as satin, a body fit for a goddess.” Stan kissed her forehead, cheek, and then neck slowly, softly. And then joined her gaze at their reflection and smiled at what he saw. “Look how beautiful you are.”

Jackie looked away as she blinked furiously, but Stan wasn’t having it. “Look,” He whispered and gently lifted her head up with his finger to her chin. “Look how beautiful you are.”

Jackie forced her tears away and turned to face her man. “Lee…”

He only grinned and held up a finger. “Ah, ah.” Stan hurried to the TV, turned it on, and flicked on the All Jazz channel. Jackie grinned as he went back to her. “Am I lucky enough to dance with everything a man could ever want?”

“Stanley,” Jackie wrapped her arms around his chest, nuzzling the side of her face into Stan’s hairy body. Her throat was still tight. She forced herself to swallow as they swayed to the music and she managed to croak out, “I love you.”

Stan kissed the top of her head and smiled, rubbing her back and squeezing her shoulder. “I love you, too.”

#GF #gravity falls #fanfiction #gift #JackieStan #jackie asante #stan pines #thank you so SO much for reading!!!#I hope you liked it!#God i love this ship #ship it like fedex #every day all the time

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tobin-heaths · 4 years

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Don’t touch her (NSFW)

request: Would it be alright to request a Krashlyn imagine? Where they have a small bean sweetheart of a gf who they are very protective over. Maybe during a game someone says something incredibly disrespectful about her and Krashlyn which upsets/enrages R to the point of tears. She end up being red carded after defending herself and punching the other player. Her gfs comfort her after almost beating the ref and player. Maybe comfort sex?

pairing: Ashlyn Harris/Ali Krieger x Reader

words: 2388

"How are you feeling, babe? Ready to rock the second half and whoop their asses?" Ashlyn asked, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into her side.

Ali was walking behind you laughing at how cute you both were.

"With you saving our asses in goal? For sure! I'm ready to kick some ass!" You replied and giggled.

The three of you were walking back onto the pitch to prepare for the second half against North Carolina. Thanks to your late goal in the first half Orlando lead with a score of 2:1.

Ash's hand went down to slap your ass playfully but you grabbed her arm before she could reach it and pushed it away.

"Ash, what the hell? There's cameras!" You whisper hissed.

"What? Can't I appreciate my girlfriend?" She laughed shrugging her shoulders.

"I swear you're a child sometimes." You groaned.

"Y/N's not wrong," Ali said joining the both of you. "Ash, don't distract her." She winked at you.

You wished them good luck before jogging over to your spot getting into position. On your way there you passed Jaelene Hinkle.

"You should be ashamed of yourself, dyke." She mumbled but you clearly heard her.

Stopping in your tracks you whirled around faster than the wind and faced her.

"What did you just say?" You mockingly held your hand behind your ear.

"You heard me, dyke. Shame on you for bringing your sick romance onto the field in front of all those kids." She looked at you with disgust. Oh shoot, it's only mutual.

Anger rose in you upon hearing her homophobic words.

You pressed your forehead against hers even though you felt the urge to disinfect that spot and stepped forward while she walked back.

"Watch your mouth, Hinkle. One more word from you, I swear to god." You clenched your jaw so hard it started to hurt.

"Gurl, please. You're all talk and no bite. Same goes to this chaos you call a team. Orlando is barely holding itself in the league and I now know exactly why." You stared at her in disbelief.

"Don't you dare bring up the team, you homophobic fuck." Narrowing your eyes your patience was running thin.

You had never been in a situation like this before. No one had ever negatively brought up the relationship you had with Ashlyn and Ali.

"One isn't enough for you, huh? Tell me, are they as disappointing in the bed as they are on the field? Lord, forgive me for even asking such thing." She shuddered.

All you saw was red as your body lunged forward punching her square in the face. Yelling out in pain she dropped to the ground.

"What the– Are you crazy?" Quickly standing up she slapped you in the face.

The scene escalated quickly. The ref came running full speed and so did both teams, not to mention the crowd who was either dead silent watching in shock, yelling, confused or trying to boo Carolina.

Tears gathered in your eyes, you had never felt so disgusted and betrayed before. To share a game with someone as homophobic as her made you wonder why a club would ever want to sign her.

The ref waisted no time raising the red card above her head pointing towards the exit.

"What?" Your jaw dropped to the floor as all color drained from your face. The card felt like another slap to the face.

The stadium protested and booed. So did half your team with Marta and Alex in the front.

Ashlyn ran past you and went face to face with Hinkle shoving her away from you. "Bitch! Don't you ever lay a finger on her again or I'll make sure to break it!" The blonde goalkeeper was more than ready to throw hands, especially when it was you that has been threatened.

Alex had to pull an outraged Ashlyn away before the ref would notice and card her too.

"What is this? Why was she carded but Hinkle doesn't get anything? She literally hit her too!" Ali was furiously arguing with the ref pointing between you and an equally angry Hinkle.

"Y/N!" Turning to your left you saw Ash hurrying over to you. "Babe, are you okay?" She asked worriedly, taking your face into her gloved hands.

"I swear to god, if she hurt you in any way I'll rip her to shreds!" She gently inspected your face and sighed upon seeing your slightly red cheek.

"I'm just a little shook. I don't care about the things she said about me but about you guys? She crossed a line and got no card for it?"

"What! What did she say?" Ash asked clenching her hands to fists.

"Called me a dyke and insulted our relationship with some disrespectful comments." Meanwhile the medics checked Hinkle for any kind of injury.

Ali threw her hands up in the air as the ref now pointed a yellow card at her, obviously fed up with her constant arguing.

"She did what?" Alex couldn't believe her ears, her eyes widening in disbelief.

Ashlyn was furious now, joining Ali's side and giving the ref a piece of her mind. You had never seen such a mess, it scared you to be honest.

Hinkle appeared to be fine enough to continue the game, something that couldn't be said for you. You decided enough was enough and left the pitch in frustration and sadness.

You had to sit and wait for at least another 50 minutes all alone in the locker room, drowning in your thoughts and frustration.

Once the game was finished and all the girls started coming back into the locker room you finally got your chance to talk to the staff and coach, explaining your side of the story.

The red card wasn't even on your mind anymore, if that's what you get for fighting homophobes then so be it.

"Ready to leave, baby?" Ali came over and sat down next to you, her fingers playing with a strand of your hair.

"Yeah, please." You mumbled and pulled her up with you. Your eyes searched for Ash who seemed to have disappeared.

"Where's Ash?" You asked in confusion.

"She went ahead, don't worry." Ali laughed and kissed the top of your head. Together you finally walked out of the stadium and over to the car.

"My my, if it isn't the world's most beautiful girls and they're all mine." Ash smirked leaning against the hood of her car, sunglasses on her face.

"She's the prettiest though." You giggled and jumped out of Ali's arms as she poked your sides.

Opening the door you climbed onto the backseat and fastened the seatbelt, dreading the talk that was coming now.

"Alright. What happened on that field?" Starting the car Ash turned the radio off and drove away.

"Do we really need to?" You sighed.

"Yes. This is important, honey. We're just trying to understand." Ali spoke, watching you in the rearview mirror.

"Fine." You rolled your eyes. "She called me a dyke. She insulted the team and asked if you're as disappointing in the bed as you are on the field. That's it. She can insult me all she wants but she crossed a line dragging you guys into it." You leaned against the window and watched the streets.

You heard both of them gasping.

"We all know that she's homophobic, we've had issues with her before. That certainly wasn't the first time. It's just how she is, she ain't a good person. It's a shame that she had to target you of all people and not face any consequences." Ash's grip tightened around the wheel.

"You're better than her on so many levels, baby. You managed to score and not her. She can barely manage to defend a ball." Ali turned around in her seat and smiled at you.

"I don't know. Maybe I shouldn't have punched her, it was my anger taking over." You sighed.

"No way, that was awesome." Ash smirked and Ali slapped her thigh. "Hey, what– I'm only speaking the truth," She laughed but grew serious again.

"If she's smart she'll stay as far away from me as possible next time. Lucky bitch got away without me breaking her face for laying her filthy hands on you." You had to smile at that, you loved when they got possessive or overprotective.

It didn't take long for you to arrive at your house. The rest of the ride was spent in silence. You ran into the house before anything else could be said and took a shower, you needed to wash the shame and dirt of your body.

Not bothering with a towel you left the bathroom to get some clothes. What you didn't expect was Ali comfortably resting on the bed, her eyes checking you out shamelessly.

"I– I- uhm, hi?" Why were you so nervous all of a sudden? It's not like they've never seen you naked before.

You tried walking backwards to flee into the bathroom and grab a towel but your body collided with another one behind you.

"Not so fast." You jumped feeling Ash's cold hands on your hips, trapping you by pressing herself against your naked back.

Her lips trailed featherlight kisses along the side of your neck before biting down and soothing it with her tongue. "Oh god." Your head fell back against her shoulder as your eyes closed.

"We thought we could cheer you up? You looked so sad and unhappy. Let us make you feel better, baby. We'll take care of you." Ali said softly.

You didn't dare move, too caught up with the feeling that Ash's hands and lips were giving you.

Your girlfriends shared a look of agreement and nodded. Without any effort Ash picked you up bridal style and carried you over to the bed.

Throwing you down the silky sheets made contact with your already highly sensitive skin.

Ali stayed put and continued watching as Ash climbed on top of you pinning your hands above your head. You didn't even struggle, she was much stronger than you anyways.

"Is this what you want, baby? Do you want us to make you feel good?" Ali asked taking her place next to you and Ashlyn.

The blonde on top of you continued kissing your neck teasingly, her lips barely touching your skin but it still turned you into a mess.

"Answer her!" Ash exclaimed and bit down again. "Oh fuck– yes! I want that." You whimpered, trying to arch into your girlfriend but her weight had you pressed down.

Ash released your hands and backed off the bed, leaving you confused for a second. "Hey, love. I missed you." Ali straddled your hips and leaned down grabbing your hands.

"I missed you too." Your voice was shaking with pleasure while Ali intertwined your fingers, pinning your hands down once again, nibbling on your earlobe.

Ash, enjoying the view very much, removed her top with a grin. She would much rather have you on your stomach, one of her straps buried deep into your pussy while she could easily slap your ass, but she knew right now you needed comfort more than rough fucking.

Sex with either one of them was mind blowing but the two of them together just shamelessly fucking you? That's always a lifetime experience.

Ali climbed off your lap and positioned herself next to your chest as Ashlyn returned spreading your legs as much as possible and sitting in between.

"Now, let's get to the fun part, shall we." She said and leaned down, completely avoiding the place where you needed her the most and instead gently kissed your inner thigh making sure to leave big purple marks.

You threw your head back as Ali's lips made contact with your collar bone, kissing a trail down to your left boob while her hand massaged your right boob, twisting and rubbing the nipple as well.

For a moment your body didn't know what to do with Ashlyn between your shaking legs and Ali's lips closing around your nipple, biting and sucking it until it stood hard.

"How does that feel, babygirl?" Ashlyn asked. You managed to open your eyes and saw both of them smirking down at you, making your clit throb.

"This- ugh, feels so good, so good. I need more, please!" You begged and grabbed the sheets.

Finally feeling Ash's lips on your clit you arched your back and moaned her name, your legs clamping around her neck trying to shove her deeper into your pussy. Of course careful to not hurt her.

"Look at you, so wet for us. We barely even touched you, baby." Ali hummed and enjoyed the view of Ash eating you out, your moans music to her ears.

Ash had a rough grip on your thighs as she went to work on your sensitive core, her tongue swirling and licking over your hole, collecting your endless wetness and enjoying the taste of you.

Your moans jumped an octave when she pushed her tongue through your folds, exploring your inner walls, pushing her tongue in and out.

"Oh god, oh fuck!" You grabbed Ali's forearm harshly, holding on for dear life as her finger started rubbing your abused clit, bringing you closer to your release.

"Whenever you're ready to cum baby. Do it for us. You so deserve it, love." Ali spoke and twisted your erect nipple with her free hand.

The knot in your stomach grew tighter as both women continued their actions. Opening your eyes you stared into the green orbs of your girlfriend, the sight sending you straight over the edge as her tongue sucked your folds and Ali still circling your clit.

"I'm coming! Oh my god! Oh my–" You yelled as stars, no, whole galaxies exploded behind your eyelids. The intense orgasm rocked your body, your muscles tensing until you breathlessly slumped back down, your girlfriends immediately letting go and comforting you.

Ash and Ali felt more than satisfied after watching you come like that; loving how your body twisted and convulsed with pleasure, your hands fisting the sheets.

"You did so good, babe. We love you." Ash kissed your knuckles while Ali played with your hair, both sandwiching you under the big blanket.

#krashlyn imagines #had to repost bc it wasnt showing in the tags i hope this works now #uswnt imagines #krashlyn #uswnt

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heizerux · 5 years

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These are Desperada Times

Disclaimer: . . . ALL PRODUCTION CODES NORMALLY STAND FOR IN ANIMATION IS HOW MUCH MONEY, WORK, ANIMATION, AND RENDER TIME GOES INTO AN EPISODE AND THUS DECIDES WHICH EPISODE GETS ANIMATED FIRST. NOT THE STORY BOARD ORDER.

— 3D Building/Animation used to be my career path before I made a switch to what I do now btw so that’s how I know.

This time around we’ve got an akuma I’ve been dying to see because she’s got mariachi costume vibes to her!

The behavior of this episode storyline wise feels pre-Silencer and and pre-Ikari Gozen/Oniichan. I can get into it but imma save it for the master post I plan on writing detailing the storyline I’m picking up on.

Some key points I will be talking about in this post will be:

Marinette’s Squad Observations on Luka

Jagged (poss dad??) and Anarka’s history

Luka’s humble Personality

Desperada thoughts

The “Ships” 👀

ADRIEN

A Holder’s Destiney

Saddle up, compadres!

Marinette’s Squad Observations on Luka

I don’t have too much to comment about them actually, really I just have to let it be said that by paying attention to the girl’s observations about Marinette gives big indication on Marinette’s progress in terms of her growth regarding her crush.

Jagged and Anarka

I’m just gonna say. . . Jagged and Luka have an awfully similar face structure 👀. . .

LOL okay, what probably happened is that Anarka decided the rock n roll tour life wasn’t for her so she retired and had herself a nice family with a house boat to overlook Le Seine. Not a bad plan.

I was pretty pleased to see that Mama Couffaine has some rock star history, explains Luka’s love of music and Juleka’s aesthetic. (Also dont think I didn’t see you Rose. Standing in front of your gf bff to take a “bullet” for her 👀)

Also, wouldn’t it be awfully SCANDALOUS if Anarka quit because she got pregnant with Luka and didn’t say anything, eventually had Juleka with another guy, and because life happens, it ended up just being the three of them?

. . . No? . . . Just Me?

haha, I’m kidding—UNLESS 👀👀👀

Luka’s Personality

This boy is just so humble. We get to see just how patient he is with teaching Marinette a few chords, how trusting he is to lend Adrien his guitar, and how he assists Adrien with his tactics to find an escape plan. Really, Adrien described who Luka is best. I’ll talk more about why it matters we saw this in the last point.

Desperada

Her costume just drives me loco. Un poquitito loco!

Nothing is official about her background other than her being Jagged’s guitarist, but I find it comforting that her overall design is very reminiscent of a young Mexican woman who is cool pro guitarist for an English rockstar. I just love her. I only find it mildly upsetting we didn’t see her akuma happen but it’s really no biggie. We got other things instead *sips tea*.

The “Ships” are Firing 👀

There was just. . . A LOT happening, and I like it. Let’s look at the Ships Relationships we saw this episode

Julerose- I mean it, you are not fooling ANYONE Rose 👀

Lukanette- In Season 2, we already knew Marinette found Luka charming, but never really labeled it as anything. . . Until now more or less.

Adrigami- Their behavior with each other is precious. Adrien is such a gentlemen, the way they play off each other’s sarcasm. It’s precious. It really is. Also Kagami is a real ride or die 👀

Lukadrien- Their frienship. . . Their FRIENDSHIPPP 💖💕💖😩💕💖💕. They have each other’s back mutually, get along, praise each other, and overall I’m happy I saw this.

Marigami- I see the rivalry is very much alive. . . But not to a toxic level. I’ve said before that their dynamic isn’t actual “worst enemies”, it’s always been respect for the other, and Kagami made it pretty clear by the end of the episode when she let Marinette know about her target.

Ladrien- 💕💖💕💖😩💕💖💕 The mutual fawning over each other. . . Look, I just needed this, okay?

Ladspik (?)- Okay this is basically Ladrien with a custom skin but actuakly SEEING Ladybug being protectively held by Adrien (in a hero suit) did a number on me. I can’t even BEGIN—

Ladynoir- At the end of the day, a Lady always needs her Chat by her side. Nuff said U.U

Lukabug- . . . Luka I see that smile 👀

Adrienette- There wasn’t much progress here, but this isn’t the episode for that ;) I will note that this episode can maybe mark the key moment in which Marinette starts to get less “shy” about how she behaves with Adrien, seeing as she seems in deep thought about her actions thanks to what Kagami said.

ADRIEN

This episode set a few things straight people may have prejudged Adrien for in the past, and of the main one is that “Adrien Agreste is PERFECT and has no flaws.”

Far from the truth, guys.

In this episode, we saw Adrien try out a new miraculous and try to get closer to Ladybug only to fail time after time. He eventually just resorts to admitting to Ladybug his identity and his true feelings.

Because might as well, right? 🤣

Which btw, I love the change in panic, anger, and then realization her facial expresión goes through. It’s all all:

“You IDIOT!!! You mean to tell me that this WHOLE time you— Wait, you’ve been in love with me this entire time? . . .Really?”

I’m weak. Anyways!

A month (?!?) later in second chances, he eventually admits he can’t help and save her, and feels defeat. . . But it is okay.

I will talk more on this on my next point.

A Holder’s Destiny

I saved this for last for a reason, and I will pick back up on Adrien’s “failure”

“Do you know why Master Fu gave you the Ladybug Miraculous instead of me?” —Chat Noir (Reflekdoll)

I do find it interesting we got to see Reflekdoll first, an episode about a shift and effect with personalities and a power swap, which showed us exactly how Adrien and Marinette work so well with their default miraculous and how trying out the opposite of what they are each used to doing isn’t exactly easy.

Once again, we saw Adrien not be able to get a good feel of how to stategize with the Snake Miraculous. He tried to rush a move every single try, after all. This does NOT make him a failure, but it just showed that there wasn’t a compatibility with him. Same goes with the Ladybug and Aspik team.

The power of Creation and Destruction are opposite, but can make an excellent team.

Second Chance and Creation sound like a nice touch. . . But as we saw, it’s not enough to take down an opponent. Something lacks.

I spoke about Luka’s personality (Adrien it described best), which to summarize is PATIENT and TACTIFUL. With Second Chance, he didn’t rush any attacks, and instead studied his prey opponent every try to see what would be the best approach in defeating the akuma.

Some personalities are better suited for certain miraculous.

This is what this episode overall taught us here.

Conclusion: This episode wasn’t bad. Everyone in general gets along, we get a feel of everyone’s relationships with the other, and we overall learn more about how a wielder meshes with a miraculous.

No need to bash other ships or other people.

#desperada #ml season 3 #ml spoilers #ml analysis #ml review #ml thoughts #miraculous ladybug #miraculous ladybug and chat noir #ml

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plus-size-reader · 5 years

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Bathing Suit

Billy Hargrove x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1480 words

Warnings: Season 3? No spoilers tho.

Summary: There is a pool party at the Hawkins public pool and Billy wants to take the reader, his gf. But she doesn’t have a suit and doesn’t want to go in the first place. What is a man to do?

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Billy was a flirt, and charming too. You knew that, it was one of the things that drew you to him in the first place. What you didn't like, was when that flirting bled out into the real world with other people.

Other people at the public pool, specifically.

It didn't matter to you that Billy was working as a life guard and it was his job to be around them all day. You were his girlfriend and the only way you were getting to see him at all anymore was going to the pool.

...And that just wasn't going to happen.

Anyone who's thighs met in the middle or who didn't have washboard abs knew that bathing suits were hell and there was no way you were going to put on some skimpy piece of fabric just to parade around everything you hated about yourself.

There was no way in hell.

"What do you mean you aren't going?" Billy bellowed, rolling his eyes at you for the fifth time today. You could be impossible sometimes.

You and Billy had been talking about going to the pool party together for weeks and naturally he'd assumed you would go with him. As it would turn out, you had different plans entirely.

Not only were you not going to the pool party, but you weren't even considering it when he'd asked before. You had just informed him that you wanted no part of it, and to be honest, he was bummed.

You were his lady, and the idea that you weren't going to be there with him was no good at all. It was bad enough that he spent all of his time with middle-ages moms and twelve-year-old's, but now he couldn't even get you to spend time with him.

"I mean, I'm not going" you repeated, folding your arms across your chest. You had already made up your mind. There was nothing Billy could do or say that would change your mind.

You would not be going, period.

You couldn't help but huff, letting your head slam back against the headrest of Billy's leather passenger seat. Somehow, he'd talked you into heading to the mall this morning and you wanted to die.

"Come on, you aren't seriously mad at me, are you?" he asked, looking over at you with that look on his face. You didn't even have to look to know.

You didn't answer him of course, the silent treatment was the only way to get through to Billy. Pretty soon, he was going to start getting very frustrated, but it was his problem to deal with, not yours.

All you did was nod, turning your entire body toward the door. The car continued zooming down the road toward the Star-court mall but you could tell his eyes were no longer on the road.

Billy's attention was fully poised on you, making you more and more irritable with every moment.

"Fine, be mad but you're going to that party with me" he informed, turning the volume dial up that much more. You could hardly hear but it didn't really matter, now you were upset...more upset than before.

You had specifically told Billy that you weren't going to go and he was crazy if he thought he could make you. Besides, there was a much bigger glaring problem in the way.

"I don't even have a bathing suit, how am I supposed to go to a pool party?" you countered, breaking the silence between you two almost instantly. You had been stewing over that for a full four minutes and now you were ready to talk it over.

Billy knew you so well, that was why he hadn't stressed over your pouting in the first place. He knew you far too well for his own good, and your own.

"That would be why we're going to the mall, sweetcheeks" he answered, turning his head toward you, those sparkling eyes of his covered by the plastic of his sunglasses.

You weren't happy about it but at this point, it was more worth your while to just sit in silence and accept your fate than to continue to fight Billy once he'd made up his mind.

As stubborn and hard-headed as you were, it was possible that Billy was worse and you weren't in the mood to deal with it right now. If he wanted to push you into a panic attack over some bathing suit, then you'd let him and he'd have to deal with the consequences.

One thing was for sure though, Billy was going to pay dearly for making you do this.

The first store Billy picked was Merry-Go-Round, a place that a lot of the girls at school shopped at but you'd never stepped foot into. You were less than thrilled but followed Billy into the store regardless.

He held your hand as he rounded the racks, looking for the perfect thing. "Feel free to grab anything you like" he prompts, taking you with him around the entire swimwear section a few times to get you looking.

There were a few options, but nothing quite as sexy and youthful as you'd been hoping for. There were few choices for women of your size to begin with and they were never attractive looking.

You ran into the same problem when bra shopping but you weren't about to start that conversation with Billy again.

The man could tell you were starting to get overwhelmed, so he found another way.

"Baby, go grab a dressing room...I'll bring the suits to you and you can just try them on" he suggested. It wasn't a terrible idea even though you were doubtful that it would work.

To tell the truth, you were just glad to get out of the judgmental gaze of the store clerks, who had been ogling Billy and whispering about you since you walked in the door.

You should have been used to it, considering you went everywhere with him but it wasn't something you wanted to deal with. Girls flirted with Billy all the time and you just couldn't handle it. It wasn't okay but you couldn't stop it, so it was easier to turn a blind eye to it.

Your footsteps were heavy as you approach the bright colored dressing room, pulling back the curtain and retreating inside.

As it would turn out, Billy was doing some extensive shopping because you sat there, on that tiny white bench for what seemed like an eternity until he finally pulled back that obnoxious aqua curtain.

"Sorry sweets, I just think you'll look so good in all these" he explained, hanging up at least a dozen hangers on the rack and leaving you to it. You took his retreat as your prompt to start looking through them but you weren't thrilled.

The first few didn't even make it past your thighs, which in all honesty was kind of a relief. If you couldn't find a bathing suit that you could wear, then you wouldn't have to go to the pool party.

The next couple were better, making it past your thick thighs and tummy rolls but you didn't think they looked very good. This was the hard part.

The bathing suits that fit were like cruel jokes because there was no reason you couldn't wear them except for your own expectations of what your body looked like. You were your own worst critic when it came to things like this, and you weren't really in the mood to fight it.

Still, Billy had come with you and he wasn't going to let you bully yourself into hating every single piece to grace your curves.

Just as you'd finished latching the top of the bikini, the curtain was pulled back revealing the man you loved so much.

You started to yell at him for exposing you, telling him that you may not have been done changing but thought better of it. It would make little difference to Billy anyway and you'd just be wasting your breath.

At first, he said nothing. He was taking in your reflection in the mirror, admiring how the fabric clung to your body in all the right places and how perfectly the color complemented your beautiful complexion.

You looked stunning and it was hard for Billy to contain the hum that left his throat as he admired his lady.

This was one of those times that he couldn't believe that you were his girlfriend, and that out of all the total losers in the world, you'd chosen him. He had to be the luckiest guy in the world and it didn't matter if he had to drag you there kicking and screaming, you were going to that pool party on his arm.

The rest of the world had to see just how gorgeous Billy Hargrove's girl was.

#Billy Hargrove #billy hargrove x plus size reader #billy hargrove x ps reader #stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things x plus size reader #stranger things season 3 #stranger things 3 #st #st x reader #st x plus size reader #st x ps reader

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kunderdogs · 4 years

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Ateez / GF Defending Them Part 3/3

Sorry y’all. I know I was supposed to have this up yesterday but I got drunk at my friend’s party and we went Christmas shopping at 2am at Walmart. Anyway here’s part 3!

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3

Wooyoung:

Wooyoung was born loud and exuberant. It was a fact of life that his close friends and members have grown to love. Many people who didn't know him mistook him for obnoxious or rude, especially when he exclaimed loudly one night at a local BBQ joint. It wasn't overly crowded; a lovey-dovey couple who were much too close off in the corner ignoring everyone else, a couple of school girls who were nose-deep in thick texts book and piles of coffee cups, and three older men who were throwing back soju bottles like they were about to be discontinued.

You had just walked in behind your bestie, hungry and ready to show her your favorite item after showing her around Seoul for the day. Eight boys in the back caught her attention and she quickly pointed out the one who she found the most attractive as you two found a seat. Just as you looked over, one of them yelled before they all broke out into manic laughter.

They drew everyone's attention for a second before they went back to their own conversations, thoroughly unphased. Except for one of the older men. They had to be in their thirties, probably on some kind of lunch break from their office job, if their business suits were anything to go by. Either way, one of them scoffed, eyes rolling so hard, you could hear it from three tables away.

You and your friend exchanged looks before greeting the server as she took your order. She left with the promise of food in ten minutes as your bestie leaned over to you.

"The loud one with bleach blond hair has been giving you the look ever since we got in here," she whispered with a smirk. "Go talk to him."

You gave her a disbelieving look, "He's way out of my league. I'd just embarrass myself."

Chancing a look at the eight boys in the corner, your eyes made contact with the one she was speaking of before his eyes widened and he quickly ducked his head. You smiled a bit as the two flanking him noticed his blush and nudged him with their elbows, jeering loudly.

This time the office worker slapped his beer on the table, his two coworkers looking nervously between themselves. He turned before they could talk him out of it and locked eyes with a few of the boys, "Yah. Pipe it down over there. Some of us are trying to enjoy a meal in peace."

A few of them looked miffed, yet the loud hottie stood and bowed while loudly proclaiming, "We apologize. Please ignore us."

You thought that would be the end of it but it seemed the man didn't take it well and the next thing anyone knew, he was on his feet. The two near him couldn't reel him in fast enough and suddenly, he was standing in the blond's face.

"Are you mocking me, kid? You should show some respect to your elders."

The boys around him stood protectively, but didn't actively come to defend their friend. It was then you noticed the brightly dyed hair some of them have, along with almost all black attire, baseball caps and face masks that something clicked. They glanced around in a panic as their whispered voices finally tried to defuse the situation. Ah, they are idols. No wonder they looked hauntingly familiar.

"No," the guy growled angrily as one of his coworkers tried to physically move him away. "This little bastard wants to be a comedian so let's hear what's so fucking funny."

Slamming your hands on the table loud enough to have many pairs of eyes on you, you stood and walked over, "They're kids. They get loud, and they apologized. Don't make a big deal out of nothing."

It was silent for a long pause, and the raging guy in front of you obviously didn't expect you to speak Korean but when he recovered, he was sticking his finger in the hottie's face and poked him in the head. "I'm not going to sit back and let some obnoxious brats disrespect me!"

With one hand on your side, you made your way to Wooyoung's side before the other hand pushed the older guy on his shoulder, causing him to take a step back. "Let's not get physical here. He apologized. Accept it or leave."

Turning his anger to you, he grabbed the hand you pushed him with tightly, "Just who do you think you a-"

You gripped his wrist and twisted his arm behind his back in defense while he screamed, pushing him towards his coworkers. "Don't put your hands on other people."

His coworkers worked quickly to drag him outside, and you watched to make sure they were a good distance away before turning to the hottie standing next to you. "You okay?"

He was already staring at you, a blush quickly taking over his face when you spoke. "A-Ah, y-yeah...Thank you, for that. I'm not very good at...confrontation. I'm Wooyoung, by the way."

"Y/N." You smiled. He was really cute up close, especially when he was figiditing. "It's alright. I don't mind saving princes in distress."

His friends burst into laughter while he felt his face heat up. "Aish...now I look so lame! I'm supposed to be saying that to you! Let me repay you by buying your meal then."

Your bestie popped up from behind you with a twinkle in her eye, "OR you can buy her dinner later on? Tell him what I said." Before you could translate, one of the shorter boys (Hongjoong) to the back did with a sly smirk.

The "Oooooh"s and "Aw yeah!"s in the back made you both giggle, but Wooyoung just smiled. "Yeah, I like that idea better."

Wooyoung is all about a strong woman, but he definitely feels some type of way when you defend him. He's torn between loving it and wanting to be the one to protect you. He's absolutely make it about himself, and complain when you're the one always defending him. He'll get over it in a second and then he'll brag to the other members that his s/o can kick anyone's ass so they better be good to him from now on.

Jongho:

Our precious maknae is the strongest of the members, we all know this. And he's so incredibly caring as well. So when he noticed some young teens, around his age, being rude to an elderly man that worked at the corner store, he couldn't sit back and let it happen.

The kids were making a big deal out of the man taking too long to scan their twenty items, to which he just nodded and apologized. You had just walked in, on your lunch break to grab something quick to eat and went to stand behind Jongho. It didn't take long for you to notice the tense muscles in his back or the annoying howling from the teenagers.

"Come on, old man," one of the males nearly shouted. "We've got places to be!"

The other hoodlums chuckled before resuming their conversation, some complaining about him taking too long to get their change.

Jongho could feel the tightness in his jaw start to ache when he opened his mouth to say something. "Shut up. Don't be such assholes."

The ring leader, or at least that's what it seemed like he was since the other teens looked to him as they all turned around, cocked his head to the side. He snatched the plastic bag from the old man, jerking the poor guy forward slightly. Jongho glared at the boy. Seeing this would get interesting, you paused the song on your phone and held your drink with one hand.

"Why don't you mind your own fucking business, punk?" The other teens agreed yet none were stepping up to say more than that.

"The only punk I see around is you. Your parents failed you, raising such disrespectful trash."

Just as you were snickering from behind the taller of the two, the teen pushed Jongho back, which made him stumble back into you. You lost your grip on your phone, dropping it to the hard ground. There was a collective moment of silence as everyone within a ten mile radius watched you pick up the device and flip it over.

A cracked screen. On your new phone. Your one week old phone.

Anger bubbling within you rapidly, you stood, not noticing Jongho's panicked look in his eyes. You stared right past him, glaring at the teen that pushed him. "Are you going to pay for this?"

"H-Huh?" He stuttered before pointing at Jongho, "He's the one who bumped you! Blame him, not me!"

"You pushed him!" The fire in your eyes was nearly an inferno while the teens cowered under the stare. "Do you have no manners?! Do you think you can just push people around? That's how fights start. Do you want to fight?!"

They all looked thoroughly terrified and shook their heads before running out of the store. Their change was still in the clerk's hand and an apple from their plastic bag fell out. You picked it up and called after them, "You forgot your apple, brat!" They didn't even turn around, even as you crushed the apple, effectively breaking it in pieces in your rage.

With hearts in his eyes, Jongho was jaw-dropped as he watched you sigh loudly before apologizing to the clerk and pulling out your wallet. "I'll pay for the apple. I really don't know my own strength some times."

From behind you, a twenty was placed over your hand and Jongho smiled at you. "It's on me. Hi, I'm Jongho. I, also, break apples in my spare time."

#ateez #ateez scenario #ateez reaction #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho #part 3/3 #choi jongho #jung wooyoung

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amazingphanisnotonfire-imagines · 5 years

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Sweet Pea//Small but Scary

Request: Hey! Can I request smething with sweet pea where he has a gf who's like 5ft (really small and skinny/rly tiny) but everyones scared of her bc shes intimidating/tough and everytime he tries to initiate pda she kinda brushes him off (so she comes off as really cold and 'bitchy' according to other ppl) but when they're at home shes so soft and like scared of bugs and always cuddling with him and their friends see her acting like that and they get so confused Thank you!!!

“So then, this guy started shouting about how this guy owe’s him money, and that if he doesn’t pay up, he’s gonna cut his fingers off individually, and then his ears.” Fangs was explaining. You, Fangs and Toni were stood by your lockers, while you waited for Sweet Pea to join you. “So then this other guy was like ‘i don’t fucking think so’ and he like lunged at him, and then a whole fight broke out, and it was madness. Chairs were being thrown, windows were being smashed, blood was going everywhere-”

“Wait.” Toni interrupted. “What movie was this again?”

“This was last night at the Wyrm.” He replied and you laughed. “I was telling you what you missed.” He added. “Seeing as though you were both busy with your partners.”

“Ooooooo.” You teased. “Partners. Very posh Fangs.” You teased and he hit your arm, making Toni snicker.

“Speaking of ‘partners’” Toni teased and Fangs rolled his eyes. “Here’s yours.” She nodded to the tall Serpent walking towards the three of you, a bright smile plastered across his face as he wrapped his arms around you and buried his head in the crook of your neck. A soft smile appeared on your own lips but you quickly shook him off. You may be below average in height, but what you lacked there, you more than made up with aggression. You had a reputation to keep up, and cuddling with your boyfriend wasn’t going to help with that.

“Babeeee.” He pouted but moved his arms away from, deciding instead to stand beside you.

“I don’t know what you expected Sweet Pea. She has to look ‘tough’ and ‘scary’ to everyone.” Fangs teased, making Toni and Sweet Pea laugh. You moved towards Fangs quickly and he flinched. “Sorry, I was just joking.” He mumbled quickly and the three of you laughed loudly at him.

“You’re such a baby.” Toni teased.

“Shut up.” He shoved her. “She’s scary you know.” He added and the two of them bickered.

“You weren’t that scary when you were stood on the sofa, hiding behind a pillow last night because of a teeny-tiny bug.” Sweet Pea whispered in your ear and you elbowed him.

“Serpent slut.” A Northsider muttered as he walked passed the four of you. You all stopped your conversations and moved forward.

“What was that?” You asked.

“I said...” He turned to you, a sickly sweet smile on his face. “Serpent slut. Do I need to spell it out for you? Probably with the state of your last school.” Sweet Pea lunged forward but you shoved him out the way, no way was he gonna get the first punch in.

Five minutes later you were being pulled off the boy by Sweet Pea while Principal Weatherbee shouted. The boy was on the floor, being helped up by his friend, blood was pouring from his nose, he had a black eye, cuts on his face, and bruises you hoped you were forming elsewhere.

“What the hell is happening here!” Principal Weatherbee shouted and you rolled your eyes.

“She just attacked me.” The boy replied, while pinching his nose.

“He started on her!” Toni and Fangs shouted back.

“He called her a Serpent slut. I can’t imagine you’d like it if someone called you that.” Toni continued.

“Tom, go to the nurses office. Miss Y/l/n, my office now. Miss Topaz, Mr Fogarty and...” He paused for a moment while looking at your boyfriend. Sweet Pea’s jaw was clenched and a war was swirling in his eyes.

“Sweet Pea.” You said and he nodded.

“Yes, Sweet Pea. You can join too.”

“Oh, its optional. Nice, see you guys later.” He joked and the four of you laughed.

“Sweet Pea.” Principal Weatherbee warned and you laughed louder. Once you’d arrived at his office, the four of you sat down. “Tell me what happened.” He told you once he sat at his desk.

“We were minding our own business, talking about school and stuff...” Toni started.

“When he walked past us and called her a Serpent slut...” Fangs continued.

“And well, none of us were gonna stand for that so-”

“So, I asked him to repeat what he said. Ya know, just to see if he would say it again.” You interrupted Sweet Pea.

“And then he called her it again, and asked her if he needed him to spell it out for her.” Toni said.

“So then I punched him in the face.” You admitted. “But only because he tried to hit me first.”

“I have several witnesses that say it was an unprovoked attack.” Principal Weatherbee interrupted.

“Of course you do.” Sweet Pea muttered.

“And, I’m gonna have to agree with them.” He added and the four of you sighed.

“Of course you are.” You said annoyed.

“So, Y/n. You’re suspended for a week. I’ll get your friends to bring you any homework.”

“What?” The four of you asked angrily and stood up.

“Thats not fair!” Toni exclaimed. “He provoked her!”

“Miss Topaz, if you don’t want to join your friend, I’d suggest you sit down. Same goes for you Mr Fogarty and Sweet Pea.”

“Whatever.” You muttered and picked your bag up. “This school fucking sucks anyway.” You swung the door open and stormed out.

“Yeah. Fuck this.” Sweet Pea picked his own bag up and followed you out. Toni and Fangs were quickly behind the two of you as you walked out.

“See you around Y/n.” Toni said sadly.

“We’ll come by tonight.” Fangs added. “And don’t worry, we’ll fight for justice.” He added and you laughed.

“Thanks guys.”

“Sweet Pea you coming to class.”

“Hell no.” He replied. “I’m going home with my girl.” He nudged you and you smiled.

“Have fun.” Toni said.

“Not too much though.” Fangs added before the two of the walked to class.

“A week off with my girl, maybe that guy did us a favour.” Sweet Pea smiled brightly at you, as you walked to the bikes.

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“Lets look at the damage then.” Sweet Pea said once you walked into his trailer. You dumped your bag on the floor before jumping up on the kitchen counter. Sweet Pea took his jacket off and threw his bag beside yours before disappearing into the bathroom. He came back out a few seconds later with a small box in his hand and settled himself between your legs, while he studied your face. “This is gonna sting.” He told you before dabbing at the cut on your cheek.

“I know.” You said through gritted teeth.

“It looks badass though.” He said with a smirk.

“I know.” You said with a bright smile and he laughed.

“You looked cute beating up that guy.”

“Can anybody look cute beating someone up?” You asked.

“Erm, I do it all the time.” He replied making you giggle.

“Very true.” You replied and kissed him softly.

“I think you’re just about finished.” He said, placing a plaster on your cut and kissing it softly. “What do you wanna do now?”

“Cuddle?” You suggested and he smiled at you.

“Of course.” He replied and picked you up.

“Sweet Pea.” You laughed. “Put me down.”

“No, you’re tiny. I could carry you in my pocket if I wanted. Now let me look after you.” He told you as he walked you to the sofa. He placed you down softly before turning away.

“Wait!” You grabbed his arm.

“What?” He asked panicked.

“Where are you going?” You pouted.

“To get some snacks.” He laughed.

“Okay.” You nodded happily and he started to walk away.

“Peaaaaa.” You called after him.

“Yeah?”

“Can you get me one of your hoodies please.” You asked him sweetly. He pretended to think about it for a moment before nodding.

“Sure. Which one do you want?”

“You’re serpent one please.”

“Of course.”

Sweet Pea returned with some snacks and of course his serpent hoodie, which made you very happy. Quickly you put his hoodie on before dragging him to sit beside you. You cuddled into his chest and he wrapped his arms around you.

“I love you baby.” You mumbled.

“I love you too.” He replied and pressed a soft kiss to your forehead.

“Whats this?” A familiar voice asked and the two of you pulled your attention from each other.

“Hey Fangs.” You said

“Is Y/n being...nice?” Toni asked.

“Hi Toni.” You and Sweet Pea said at the same time.

“And sweet?” They said together and you rolled your eyes.

“Is Y/n actually soft underneath all that intimidation?”

“No-”

“Big time.” Sweet Pea interrupted you.

“Anywayyyy.” You changed the subject. “Shouldn’t you two be at school?”

“Yeah, but it was boring without the two of you so we decided to ditch.”

“Understandable.” You nodded.

“We’re thinking we’ll just go back when you do.” Fangs shrugged.

“Nice.” Sweet Pea replied and high fived him.

“So what are we doing?” Fangs asked as him and Toni sat down beside you.

“Watching a film.” You replied.

“And cuddling.” Sweet Pea added and pulled you back into his side. Toni and Fangs looked at Sweet Pea before jumping on you and wrapping their arms around you.

“Get off!” You laughed from under them.

“Nope! Now we know that you’re actually really nice we’re gonna cuddle you all the time.” They argued and you rolled your eyes.

“Ya know. For a couple of minutes we thought Sweet Pea was cheating on you.” Toni said.

“What?” You laughed.

“Why?” Sweet Pea asked.

“Because somebody was being nice to you and we didn’t think it was her. So we thought you were cheating on her.” Fangs explained.

“I wouldn’t dare.” Sweet Pea replied.

“Right answer.”

permanent taglist: @mayaslifeinabox @incorrectmarvelkru @serpentgirll @reblogserpent @lover2448

#sweet pea #sweet pea imagine #sweet pea x reader #sweet pea x you #riverdale #riverdale imagine #jordan connor #jordan connor imagine #jordan connor x reader

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chilly-me-softly · 4 years

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Since your last relationship ended up with your ex cheating on you, and the guy works with you within the medical team in Chelsea, you're scared to date again since you don't want to be hurt again and CHO is trying to convince you to let him have a chance and even his teammates try to convince you. However, your ex keeps interfering hoping to get you back, but after a while you start to trust and fall for Callum and he ask you to be his gf (sorry for giving you such a long request xx)

@blueforthejerseyandhiseyes

Nah it’s okay, I love that to be honest x

You tighten your grip on the clipboard in your hand as you watch the boys train according to different plans due to different injuries.

"Okay guys, that's enough for today" the two players stop what they're doing and head over to the bench to pick up some stuff they left there during the session.

You follow Callum walking out the door after saying goodbye and sigh, when you turn around you find Mason looking at you almost amused. "What's wrong?" you puff rolling your eyes as he puts his shirt back on and shrugs. "When are you gonna agree to a date with him?"

"Excuse me?"

"Come on, don't play dumb with me, we can see a mile away you like him"

"I don't like anyone Mount, and now get out before I extend your recovery session"

"You would never do that"

"Try me" he holds your gaze for a few seconds before he raises his hands in surrender and leaves the room too.

You sigh again as you sit on a bench and pass your hand over your face before continuing your day pretending you don't have that weight on your heart.

"(Y/N) a friend of mine opens a new club tonight, I was wondering if you would like to come with me" you look up at the boy in disbelief. "Really?" you ask a little annoyed and you try to leave but he grabs you by the arm and makes you stay where you are.

"Oh, come on, we've been together after all"

"In the past, you're right. I'd like to remind you how things ended"

"You should learn to be less resentful, darling"

"And you to keep it in your pants"

"I know you still like me anyway"

"Oh please" you scoff crossing your arms to your chest, he's about to say something when someone else gets in the way. "Is there a problem here?"

"No man, I was just on my way to my office" your ex, who happens to be doing the same job as you, seems slightly annoyed as he walks away red with anger.

"Are you all right?" Callum asks you when he sees your eyes are still pointed at the corner turned by the boy earlier.

"Yeah, just... things from the past I guess"

"Is that why you won't agree to go out with me?"

"No, yes. It's complicated" you puff passing your hand through your hair, "Talk to me"

You find yourself holding his hand and dragging him down those hallways to the office you use, which is empty at that moment. Callum leans over the desk, arms crossed, and you sigh. "There's nothing between me and him anymore"

"Well, it didn't look like it"

"That's the way it is. I mean, he betrayed me. I'd be a fool just to consider getting back together, to be treated like that again" a little smile is born on Callum's lips. "And I know it's been months since we broke up, but I'm not ready to start again Cal. Not with someone who works in the same place as me, not again. Because if things go wrong, I-"

"Why should it go wrong?" he raises his hands to the sky frustrated.

"Why not? It's life, it's unpredictable"

"Exactly, you don't know how it's gonna go. Don't live with regrets, let life take its course"

You look at him without saying anything, he's right but you can't avoid being afraid. "Little by little, let me help you"

"Doing what?"

"To trust me"

And it's a daily achievement now that he knows you're more open to him. Every day a small step, a glance, a smile that leads to the day you finally agree to go out with him. To the day you got caught kissing by the guys, to the day your ex asked for a transfer and to the day you agreed to be his girlfriend.

#thank you anon #callum hudson odoi #callum hudson odoi blurb

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ravenforce · 5 years

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Ta ta touch

Prompt: “Hi! If you feel like writing something. I have an idea: Lena x f!reader with a prompt: "Please stop petting the test subjects". Something cute and fluffy where the reader is visiting Lena's lab for the first time and wants to touch everything, press all the buttons since everything there is fascinating and exciting to her. Lena tries to keep her gf from causing problems to herself or L Corp.”

Requested by: @pentagoniablue

Pairing: Lena Luthor x Reader

Word Count: 2825

Warning/s: None.

A/N: I will go ahead and apologize for that ending. Was it intentional? Maybe. LOL. I hope you guys like it. If there are any mistakes that escape me, please forgive me. Let me know what you think!

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You've been best friends with Alex Danvers since you were kids. You've been the honorary youngest Danvers since you moved next to their house in Midvale, and you just moved back to National City after living and working in your family business in France. You can hear multiple voices inside the address Alex gave you, you're not really nervous but you double checked yourself before you attempted to knock on the door. Before you can knock though, the door was almost ripped out of its hinges when Kara opened it in excitement.

"(Y/N)!" Kara squealed as she pulled you into a hug.

You laughed at her enthusiasm, at least that didn't change. Alex walked out of the kitchen and into your periphery looking like the broody big sister she has always been. You walked directly towards Alex for a hug after Kara released you. She wrapped her arms around you and you rubbed your face on her shoulder. She let out a laugh remembering how you used to always do that.

"Welcome home," Alex said against your hair. You pulled back when a girl with long hair cleared her throat. You peered over Alex's shoulder and fought the blush in your face at the number of people witnessing your moment with your sisters.

"Hi, I'm Nia. You must be (Y/N), we heard so much about you," she said with a warm smile.

You extricate yourself from Alex and moved around to shake everyone's hands. Everyone seems to be genuinely nice and warm, not that you're surprised; Alex and Kara are a good judge of characters. You're sitting next to Alex on the couch when you noticed someone in the balcony, Alex saw where you're looking.

"That's Lena. Lena Luthor," Alex said before drinking from her wine glass.

***

After finishing her call, Lena came back inside Kara's apartment and almost knocked you down when she walked in the kitchen. She would have fallen if you hadn't caught her wrist using your other hand that's not holding a fresh bottle of Moscato. She fought the urge to stare and shiver at the feel of your warm hand on her skin.

"Hi, are you okay?" You asked after letting go of her wrist. Lena immediately missed the contact.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't looking at where I'm going," Lena said fighting to get her heartbeat in control.

"It's okay, no casualties," you said beaming at her. "I'm (Y/N) by the way."

Before Lena could respond, Kara came in at the kitchen looking weirdly at her best friend.

"What's going on here?" She asked. Shit, Lena cursed in her head. Kara might have heard her heart racing.

"Nothing," you said while exiting the kitchen. "Your friend is breathtaking," you whispered only loud enough for Kara to hear.

She let out a loud laugh that startled Lena. Both of them followed you in the living room to continue playing Pictionary. Winn suggested to change the game to Monopoly, which he only realized is a bad idea with two CEO in the room. At half past midnight, only you and Lena were playing and everyone else just broke off in various parts of the room to chat.

"How about we just say we're both winners?" you suggested.

Lena looked at you like it was a trick question. "Only if you buy me dinner sometime," she teased.

"Done," you said before you extended your hand for Lena to shake. She laughed before shaking it. When she came to game night today, she was stressed about work but meeting you certainly made her brain shut off anything work-related. All she can focus on really was the way you laugh, the crinkles on the side of your eyes when you smile, and how generally great you are.

***

It took two weeks before you saw Lena again. Lunch hour just passed, so the restaurant was blissfully empty except for a few others. You were looking for an empty seat when you saw black hair, pale skin, green eyes, and red lips sitting alone in the corner. The mere sight of her lifts your mood instantly.

"Is this seat taken?" You asked innocently. Lena was ready to tell the stranger off but when she looked up from her phone and saw you she instantly smiled.

"No," she answered.

Lena non-subtly looked at you from head to toe, taking in your tight-fitting trousers, loose white button up and black trench coat before she gestured for you to take a seat. You smiled warmly at her ignoring the fire in your gut ignited by the way she looks at you.

"Late lunch, Ms. Luthor?" you asked smiling. Lena can't help but return it. Something about you just makes her feel safe like Alex does, and warm like Kara does. At that moment, she realized why you're considered the youngest Danvers sister; you take on quite a few characteristics of the two. She's intrigued how different you are from both though.

"Yes, my assistant Jessica locked me out of my office," Lena said. Completely abandoning the email she was writing before you walked up to her.

"Ah! Yes! My secretary once had security drag me out of my office after I've failed to leave for 48 hours," you said as you look at the menu. Lena laughed.

Of course, she knows about your family business. Your an only child, hence the responsibility of continuing your parents legacy as one of the most successful real estate tycoons falls upon you. You're two years younger than her but also incredibly mature and intelligent. Also unbelievably beautiful and soft, which intrigues her how you survive in the industry without being eaten by sharks.

You ate and talked with Lena for almost two hours. It would have gone well to dinner if not for both your phones continuously alerting you of new messages. Both of you looked at your phones and knew it's time to go. You walked Lena back to L-Corp, secretly not wanting to end your time together.

Lena was walking to her elevator when you had the courage to speak. "Lena," you said aloud. She turned around to look at you.

"I still owe you dinner," you continued. She smiled at you.

"Sure, I'll clear my schedule for you," she said before entering her elevator.

***

Alex and Kara were hanging out at your new condo Friday night. It was apparent that something is on your mind, your sisters can see right through you. When you wiggled on the couch one more time, Alex had enough; she reached for the remote and paused the movie you're watching.

"Okay. What's wrong?" Alex asked, turning slightly on her seat to look at you. You're cuddled next to her. You nibbled your bottom lip and glanced at Kara before sighing heavily.

"It's about Lena, isn't it?" Kara asked. You tried to hide your surprise but with the smile on her face, you know you just gave yourself away.

"I hear the change in the rhythm of your heartbeat every time someone so much as mention her name," Kara teased. You sighed, there's no point lying to an alien with super hearing and a black ops.

"Yeah, I owe her dinner but I don't have her number so I don't know if tomorrow would work for her," you said. Kara laughed before she pulled out her phone, wiggling her eyebrows at you.

"Jeez, all you had to do was ask instead of interrupting my TV show," Alex said as she hit play on the remote, Kara dictated Lena's number.

Once sure that you got it correctly, you ran towards you balcony to call Lena. One ring, two rings before Lena picked up.

"Hey Lena, it's me (Y/N)," you greeted cheerfully hoping it'll hide the nerves.

"And here I thought I'll never hear from you," she can't help but tease. She's been waiting all week, she even contemplated asking Kara for your number.

"Sorry, I've been busy moving. Are you free tomorrow night?" You asked.

"For you, I will be," she answered. Is she flirting with you, you wonder.

"Great, I'll pick you up at 7?" You're bouncing at the sole of your feet.

"Sure, ask Kara for my address. See you tomorrow," Lena said smiling like a giddy teenager.

"Yes, see you. Wear something casual," you said before hanging up.

When you came back inside, Kara and Alex are smiling widely at you. You rolled your eyes at your sisters.

***

Saturday couldn't come fast enough. You swapped your black McLaren P1 with Alex's black Rubicon for the night, which she agreed to easily. You texted Lena that you have arrived and is waiting outside. Not a moment later, you looked up and nearly fell on your knees looking at how beautiful Lena is wearing dark skinny jeans, green blouse, and black boots. You felt completely underdress in your washout jeans, faded MCR shirt, black leather jacket, and yellow Adidas Gazelles.

"Is this the most casual you could go, Ms. Luthor?" you teased when she stood a foot away from you. Lena laughed, she always laughs when she's around you it seems.

"You look great," she said while running a hand on your chest over your leather jacket. You thank heaven you're still leaning on side of the car or your knees would have given out. You wonder how you're going to survive the night.

"Right," you said while opening the door for her.

"Is this Alex's car?" she asked when you sat on the driver's seat.

"Yeah, my car isn't built for where we're going," you said before reaching out at the back seat.

Lena was already secured by the seatbelt when you handed her a bundle of sunflowers. She gaped at you while you pulled out of the parking lot. She cleared her throat to hide her growing blush. It's been a while since she dated, the last one was James, and you're far more charming than him. Lena finds it very easy to talk to you about anything, she found you very smart and you showed genuine interest in her work and ideas. You don't flinch or doubt her intentions as she tells you some of her project that involves the Harun-El.

You listened to her intently while keeping your focus on the road. When you crossed the city limits, Lena wonders where you're going but not long after she saw fairy lights and soon a Ferris wheel is looming in front of you. You watch her take in your destination.

"I know I said dinner but I found this place while I was moving. Thought it's been forever since I've been in one, we can go if you hate it," you ranted. Lena looked at you and smiled.

"Hate it? I love it! I've never been in one," she admitted.

Without further ado, you jumped out of the car and waited for Lena to join you. The carnival is located in a huge clearing near the woods a little outside the city. It's huge enough not to feel cramped even though it's crawling with people. Out of reflex, you held Lena's hand all throughout the night. Lena didn't complain, wouldn't complain. She already loves the feel of your hand in hers.

***

Since she admitted to never being in a carnival, you made it your mission to give Lena the full experience. First, you made it through the parlor games; Lena absolutely sucked at shooting moving targets. Thankfully, Alex taught you a thing or two about guns since you arrived back in NC. She pouted when you won a dog plushie but she immediately smiled when you handed it to her. Second, you made her ride all your favorite carnival rides like the bump car, octopus, anchors away, Ferris wheel, and the horror train.

Two hours have passed before you both decided you're famished. Great thing there was a dedicated area for food trucks. You eyed her curiously as she surveyed her choices.

"Are you sure you want to eat here? We can leave and get food in a proper restaurant," you suggested.

"There are tacos over there," she said before she's dragging you to the said food truck. There's a small queue but Lena doesn't seem to mind, she looks so happy in that moment. Plus the tacos smells divine. Lena ordered one of each item on the menu, the trucker gave her a funny look.

"Is this too much?" She asked as she helps you carry her orders on a nearby picnic table.

"Maybe a little but I understand the logic," you said.

After finishing up on food, you carried your trash to the segregation bin. Both of you decided it's best to just walk around before heading home. If you're both being honest, you just didn't want to go home yet. You walked around the carnival holding hands, talking about everything and anything under the sun. You even shared cotton candy and took some photos together.

Eventually, you had to go home; by the time you decided that the sun is already rising. Both of you laughed at how time evades you when you're having fun. When you pulled up in front of her building it's already 7 in the morning.

"Thanks for last night, (Y/N). I had so much fun," she said before she kissed your cheeks.

"I had fun too Lee," you said unable to fight the blush that crept up your neck and face.

"When you're free next week, I'll give you a tour of my lab," she said before closing the door of the car and heading inside her building.

***

It's almost a week since you took Lena to the carnival and you want to see her already. You were watching the shadows on the ceiling of your new office when you heard your notification alert. You ignored it thinking it's probably just Alex and/or Kara. On the fifth unanswered message, whoever was texting decided to just call.

"Hey, are you ignoring me?" Lena's voice sounded on the receiver.

"Hey, no!" You defended quickly. "Well, I'm ignoring my whole phone. Sorry."

Lena chuckled. "How about that lab tour? Only if you're not busy," she said a little self-conscious.

"Be there soon," you said already grabbing your keys.

It took thirty agonizing minutes before you arrived in L-Corp with a bag of Chinese take-out on your hand. You were surprised to find Lena sitting at her assistant's table waiting for you.

"Took you long enough," she teased beckoning you to come closer. When you're at arm's length, she tugged you so she can kiss your cheeks. She took the take-out from your hand and left it at Jess's table. Then shes dragging you back to the elevator to go down to her lab.

“When we get there, don’t touch anything,” she warned. You just smiled at her.

When you entered her lab, you weren't surprised to find it sleek and modern just like her office. She watches you as you take in every detail of the lab. You asked her excitedly about anything that piqued your interest, and she answered you eagerly. Sometimes you'd forget you're not supposed to touch anything, and she'll be instantly beside you swatting your hand gently.

“(Y/N),” she whined when you picked up a petri dish. You smiled apologetically.

When you come around the part of the lab that houses the Harun-El, you were fascinated you tried to reach for its glass case but Lena stopped you.

***

In an instant, she's tugging you away from the space rock and you found yourself pinned against the opposite wall. She held your hand over your head.

"For the last time, no touching," she said with a low growl.

"Lee," you whispered but before you could apologize, she's surging forward and kissing you.

You've had your fair share of kisses before but nothing as intense as this. You lose your breath every time Lena moves her lips against yours, at every nip and tug you feel yourself getting wet. It doesn't help your cause when she let go of your hand in favor of running hers through your neck, to your shoulders and down your chest. Your breath hitched when you felt nimble fingers undoing the buttons of your oxford shirt. She slightly pulled away to look at your disheveled look, blushing cheeks, and kiss-swollen lips.

"God, you're beautiful," she said before she's kissing you again, her arms wrapping around your waist.

She walked you towards the nearest table without breaking the kiss, you're impressed and hella turned on. You felt her hand squeeze your ass before you felt your back hitting the table. She helped you sit up the table and guided your hand towards the edge.

"Hold on, (Y/N)," she said while looking at your eyes.

"You let go, and touch me I will stop. Do you understand?" She husked.

#lena luthor #lena keiran luthor #imagine #supergirl imagine #lena luthor imagine #lena luthor x reader #lena luthor x you

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strxberri · 5 years

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nct reaction | your bsf hitting on them 【127 unit】『 gf vers 』

→ lee taeyong;

You haven’t spoken to your best friend since you’ve graduated when she had gotten back into contact with you asking if she could come over to yours to hang out with you, you said yes not knowing what she was gonna do. You two had hung out all day and when Taeyong came home, all she could do was stare at him, when you left to the bathroom, you whispered, “She’s gonna try to flirt with you,” in his ear. “Where did you meet her, did she offer you something, because I could do way more.” “You’re funny, she didn’t offer me anything, but she did warn me about you. So you can leave now,” he told her opening the door, as you came out of the bathroom smiling.

→ moon taeil;

You and Taeil have been friends for the longest and you two just now have realized your feelings for each other, which made one of your friends extremely jealous of your relationship with each other, because Taeil would always buy you things even as kids he would do anything for you. Taeil knew what every one of your friends were capable of, so when that special friend was trying to make the move on him he knew what usually was supposed to happen. “Taeil when are you gonna stop playing around with Y/N and get with me instead, huh?” “Because I’m in love her not you,” he told her before looking for you.

→ john seo; [johnny]

Johnny was coming back to Chicago for tour and he had bought you two tickets so that you could bring whoever you wanted. You brought an old best friend that you used to hang out with. When you brought her he knew exactly what was gonna happen when she came backstage. When you left to go to the bathroom, you had left your best friend alone with Johnny for a reason to see if he could still be trusted, “Look, Johnny, I know that you used to have a crush on me, but now it’s me who has that crush on you.” “Yeah, I did, pasted tense, I’m in love with Y/N, and nothings gonna change that, okay!?”

→ nakamoto yuta;

You were out with some friends all day and while out Yuta had called you to ask if you could pick him up something to eat, of course, you being you had already made him something just in case he had called you. You and your friends had driven back to the apartment to get his food and then drove down to the studio, you happened to walk passed Taeyong, “Yo, Tae---” “Practice room,” he told you pointing to the room. You walked in the practice room to find Yuta practicing when you walked in he ran over to giving you a kiss and you handed him the food, you had left for a bit to go use the bathroom leaving you two friends behind. “Hey, Yuta, how long have you two been together?” “3 years, why?” “No reason, my question is wouldn’t you look better with me instead of her,” she had gotten extremely close to him. “Look, I don’t know if you heard me or not, but I’ve been with her for 3 years, I’m not that shit up, again! And if you two were her real friends you wouldn’t be hitting on me behind her back!”

→ kim dongyoung; [doyoung]

She had asked you to take her to the airport because she told you that her car wasn’t working right, so being the good friend that you are you gave her a ride, you had asked Doyoung if it was okay, since it was his day off he just went with you, when you picked her up she got into the back. “Who’s this,” she asked you. “Keep your hands to yourself.” “Why are doing with her,” she whispered in his ear while moving her hand to his. “Can you just leave me alone, I’m her boyfriend, and I wouldn’t trade her for the world, oh look we’re here get out,” he told her as she got her stuff, not knowing that you were nowhere near the airport.

→ jung yoonoh; [jaehyun]

You and your best friend were both models under SM Entertainment, that’s also how you met Jaehyun, but you two didn’t go public until last year, but all of your close friends and family already knew, except for one of your friends, she is always flirting with your boyfriends or with anyone that you’ve liked in the past. When she had found out she was extremely disappointed that you never told her about your relationship with Jaehyun, but she had come over one day when she knew that Jaehyun was staying over. You had gone to your bedroom looking for something and that’s when she made her move on your boyfriend, “Hey cutie, do you wanna diss the buzz kill and have some real fun with me?” “Yeah, I would, but I’m in love with her for a reason, and I’m trying to ruin that for me, and with that, I think that you should leave?”

→ dong si cheng; [winwin]

You and Sicheng have been together for a while to the point where you know that he’s got eyes for you only. He has made this very clear to you, but it’s not him that you have to worry about, its the other girls, especially one of your best friends, she’s a flirt, and she usually gets who she flirts with. You forgot to mention to Sicheng that your friends were coming around for a few hours, so when he opened the door to your apartment he was a little shocked. You had left to go get something to eat and Sicheng was in your bedroom, but somehow one of the girls had made their way to where Sicheng, all you could hear was. “Listen, I’m in love with Y/N, I don’t even know who you are, you must be mistaken me for someone who cheats on his girl, I’m not your type of guy!” That’s the moment when you knew that he was gonna be the one for you.

→ kim jungwoo;

You were having some of your girls stay over since it was one of your best friends birthday the next day. You had warned him of what one of your friends would do when they got here, but he thought that you were joking. “Babe, it’ll be fine.” Your friends had all arrived and just like you thought one of them would start to flirt with your boyfriend. “You’re cute, what’s your name?” “You’re Y/BSF/N, right?” She nodded her head, and one of the girls had noticed that your mood had changed. “Hey, do you wanna come and hang out with us?” “No thanks, I’m good.” All you could do is roll your eyes, “Okay, that’s fucking it! You need to leave, I don’t appreciate you always flirting with one of our boyfriends every time they come, you’re officially uninvited for tomorrow’s party,” the birthday girl told her.

→ mark lee;

Mark was so oblivious of when your best friend would be flirting with him because he never really saw her in that way. You pointed it out to him so when you had left to go get something she kisses his neck. “Woah! Look you need to stop hitting on me, I’m with someone, and I love her.” “Huh, your loss.”

→ lee donghyuck; [haechan]

You guys were at their comeback stage for nct dream, and your best friend really wanted to come so you had her come with you. You guys were backstage and right in front of you she was hitting on Donghyuk, she would rub her hand up his loose shirt which he wasn’t gonna allow. “Hey, Y/N, babe lets go somewhere, huh?”

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babyloontrash · 5 years

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Craving (L.H.)

Summary: Luke and his gf have someone fun on an empty parking lot.

Warning: Smut, clearly. Nothing kinky tho.

Words: 3k+

“Here. Take my hand, so I don’t lose you in the crowd.“

For a second, you were somewhat startled when you felt someone breath out near your ear. You were still smiling brightly from ear to ear, your mind in this lovely, happy and dazed state one finds themselves after seeing an amazing show. If it wasn’t for this, you would recognize your boyfriend’s voice without any problems. You knew it well enough.

But here, in the crowded venue that still had some music playing in the background while all the excited people started to leave, it took you a moment.

When you turned your head to the side to look at him, Luke smiled right back at you and before you said anything, he already laced your fingers together, giving your hand a gentle, loving squeeze.

This hallway was the last place fitted for a conversation right now, and he started to push his way through the crowd while keeping you close.

“Haven’t we agreed that you are going to wait for me by the entrance?“ You leaned towards his ear and asked him. “So you would get our jackets?“

You had agreed on that about three songs before the show ended, just when you realized how badly the drinks you had made you want to pee. There could be no doubts that the line for the bathroom would be awfully long, but there simply wasn’t a way that you could wait until you get home. Luke had rolled his eyes dramatically. He wanted to get out of here as soon as possible and not get stuck on the road, but you gave him no choice. While you would be in the bathroom, he could pick up your jackets.

At least, so you wouldn’t waste any more time waiting there.

He didn’t answer and simply lifted his other hand slightly for you to see that he already got them. This way, you could just continue to the exit without making any other stop.

The air was cold when you got outside. It would take less than a few minutes to reach Luke's car but, he still let go of your hand and handed you your jacket, so you could put it on. He had no interest in getting you sick.

“Did you see how crazy it was by the door? We would just miss each other if I waited there,“ he finally explained and once you had wrapped the jacket around your shoulders, he set his arm around you as well.

Once he was holding you, there was nothing stopping him from pulling you close and pressing a small kiss to the top of your head. “I am glad you had fun.“

The tickets for tonight’s show were his. He got them; you didn’t even know from whom, and he was excited to come here, even though he has already seen them live plenty of times. Since you were a fan too, it made sense to take you with him, and you had tonight written down in your calendar for weeks, ensuring that you wouldn’t forget. The two of you would have such a lovely time together. You honestly couldn’t wait.

Only then, the fight with your best friend happened, just a few hours prior before you and Luke would meet. How the hell were you supposed to enjoy the show, sing at the top of your lungs and jump around until you would be out of breath when the weight of the argument was still heavy on your shoulders?

It would be better if he just went with one of his friends. You would just be bringing him down. Luke had none of that though, shaking his head resolutely at your absurd suggestions on whom he should try to call that could be free tonight.

The fight was more of a reason to go, in his opinion. The show would make your brain turn off for a while. You could only benefit from it. Laying on the couch and watching shitty reality TV would only just make you feel worse.

When he said those things to you earlier, you watched him with a rather sceptical gaze. And when you changed from your sweats while telling him that if you’re going to ruin tonight for him, he only has himself to blame.

Now, you had to admit that he was right. And since that didn’t happen very often, it seemed like a good idea to let him know. Let him enjoy this rare situation, at least for a little bit. “I had a lot of fun,“ you corrected him with a smile and brought one of your hands up to his stubbled cheek, so you could give it a stroke.

“It really helped, thank you for taking me with you.“

“Always,“ he promised and unlocked the car.

He lifted his hand up in an apologizing gesture as he got in front of a car that was just about to pull out, but soon you were both safely at your own seats.

“There is one thing that’s making me quite upset, though.“ Your voice broke the silence between you that was filled with only just the sound of the running engine.

“What?“ Luke asked, his eyebrows furrowing together. He kept a careful eye on you the whole night. You seemed to be enjoying yourself. He couldn’t think of anything that had gone wrong. Have you gotten a message that upset you? You had a phone in your hand right now, it was the only option he could think of. And if that was the case, he would just reach over and grab it from you because that shit could definitely wait until tomorrow. It was way too late to be worrying yourself about anything like that.

Before he got to actually do that though, the song Fourth of July started playing and you turned your face to properly look at him.

“How dare they not to play this song live?“

“You have their number. Text them and let them know what an awful mistake they are doing.“

“Will do.“

He was not serious about that. In all honesty, he was pretty sure that Pete had actually blocked all their numbers after they had spammed him with plenty of drunken messages one night.

He was serious about saying that he would make it u to you though, and he didn’t make a single complaint when you played the song on repeat for the next ten minutes or so, obediently singing along to it with you.

“How many more times are you planning on to play it?“ He asked innocently after a moment when you pressed the play button AGAIN.

“Depends on how long it is going to take us to get home.“

He chuckled, carefully keeping his eyes on the road.

“Wait, are you serious?“ Luke briefly glanced in your direction just to see you nod.

“Deadly.“

“That’s what I am craving right now.Sorry, honey.“

That was the first time during the whole day when a desperate groan left his mouth. He liked the song, but you can only listen to it a certain number of times before it gets annoying.

“Can’t you crave anything else?“ He asked jokingly. “An ice cream or a burger… We’ll be driving past McDonald's in-“

“Okay. Maybe there is something else I crave, too,“ you smiled.

If he could look at you, he would see the mischief which had appeared on your face. With the driver in front of you acting like an absolute idiot, however, he couldn’t and only felt your hand stroke over his thigh.

"Really? What is it?"He asked automatically while he took the turn to the left, which made you shift in your seat slightly."If it's for the waffles, I am not sure if they are open this long, not even at the weekend," Luke shook his head. "Check their website."

You didn't listen to his instructions because this was not what you had in mind at all.

Instead of reaching for your phone, you moved your hand up his thigh and gave it a little squeeze.

He shot you a little smile but other than that you got no reaction from him whatsoever.

With your thumb rubbing small circles on the fabric of his jeans, you examined his expression carefully, waiting to see when it would click.

You could move your hand higher, commenting on how good he looked tonight, all you wanted but Luke seemed to be absolutely clueless to all of those signs.

It was almost like on the first date you had gone too, little over a year ago. You had had a great time together, and you knew for sure that you wanted date number two happen soon. He seemed to be on the same boat. But when his car pulled over near your house and you were dropping all the possible hints that you would like to kiss him, he simply just said bye and put his hands into his pockets. Turning around to leave to his car again.

You had to physically stop him, grab his hand and ask him to wait so you would be able to get closer to him and let your lips meet.

Luke was not a dumb guy, but it was better to be as straight forward with him as possible, to make sure there would be no misunderstandings.

It wasn't really hard to get used to this and honestly, keeping this in mind made a lot of things whole lotta easier.

You let him know that those waffles were not what you were craving either. No matter how delicious they were, and you made a mental note to go there for a breakfast tomorrow. Before he could open his mouth and ask about what it was then, you moved your hand up to his crotch. After this, even he was pretty sure what this meant.

"OH," He breathed out and nodded his head for a bit while his eyes blinked a bit faster than usual. "Okay...We're gonna be home soon," he promised.

The ride home would take for at least fifteen minutes. That usually didn't seem like a very long time. Right now even five stupid minutes would feel like fucking ages.

"Or you can just stop the car over there?" You suggested and nodded towards this store selling something that seemed like all sorts of garden equipment. It clearly had a nice empty parking lot in the back. A little stop there surely wouldn't hurt anyone.

He sent you a look with his brows raised up, asking you if you were being serious without actually having to ask anything.

The zipper on his jeans came apart, and you unfastened the button as well.

Here was his answer and Luke slowly nodded his head.

His Adam's apple moved prominently up and down as he swallowed thickly while your hand already palmed his cock through the thin boxers.

You smiled slightly when you watched him part his pretty lips, sucking in some breath.

By the time you let the busy road far behind you and the car was parked, his breathing had already sped up. You could see how his chest was rising and falling heavily.

He tried to keep himself as composed as possible while he was driving but now he could finally let the quiet groan escape his mouth.

Your hand wrapped around his cock, rubbing it softly up and down to make him ready for you. It felt simply incredible, and a few drops of pre-cum got out as the excitement built up.

"We should go to the backseat," he managed to stammer out, only to throw his head back and groan out when you leaned your head forward.

Your tongue teasingly licked over the tip and you could feel how his thighs tensed up.

"Wait a sec," Luke suddenly stopped you.

It really was a matter of just a few seconds as he adjusted his seat a little bit, so you wouldn't hit your head against the steering wheel. This small caring gesture made you want to smile again. You didn't bother yourself with pulling away to look at him, though.

Instead, you slowly closed your lips around him, and your tongue caressed the sensitive tip of his dick.

Luke moaned out and his hand made its way to your head, brushing your hair lovingly, away from your face so it wouldn't be in the way.

"Fuck, baby." His voice was quiet, barely audible. It always was. It contrasted nicely with how he sounded when the pleasure was so unbearable that he couldn't hold it anymore and his orgasm came.

You still had to wait for those sounds, and you decided to waste no time.

More of him disappeared inside your mouth, and he let out a curse as your cheeks hollowed.

He watched you move your head up and down, the pace at which you were going slowly picking up as the time went.

Luke could swear that the way in which your tongue swirled around him could make him go crazy.

That combined with how your hands stroked the part of his cock that you didn't take into your mouth, the tips of your fingers brushing over his balls every once simply felt like heaven.

He gripped on the edge of his seat with one of his hands, his knuckles almost white. His head was leaning back, and he closed his eyes as the pleasure almost became too much for him to handle.

If anyone was to interrupt you two right now, you wouldn't even notice. You were both lost in the moment.

"Stop," Luke requested suddenly, making you look up at him while the tip of his cock still rested against your bottom lip.

"Get on the backseats." He nodded his head slightly towards the space that was behind you. It would be way more comfortable to take things there for both you.

After all, you were not dating exactly a small guy.

You let out a gentle hum in an agreement and sat up straight again. Before you started climbing over there, you kissed his lips sweetly. It was only a chaste peck, and it made Luke chuckle. With how you looked just a few seconds ago with his cock still in your lovely mouth, this peck, that's often being exchanged by innocent kids at a playground simply seemed hilarious to him.

His face scrunched up slightly when you nudged him on your way to the back seats, but he paid no attention to your apologies.

Unfortunately, being the size he was made it impossible for him to go the same way. He bit his lip slightly when he trapped his hard-on in his underwear again before he finally left the driver's seat and then soon joined you in the back.

You were already tugging down your jeans, and your underwear followed right after that.

Luke pulled you closer to him as soon as he sat down. It was about time that he got a /proper/ kiss, tongue and all.

You tugged on his hair a little bit at that. Ready to melt just there when he grazed his teeth over your bottom lip while pulling away.

Tugging on your hand, Luke made you climb up on his lap but didn't let you sink down onto his cock just yet. He smiled at you in this way that made your heart flutter a bit. While you were too enchanted by how beautiful your boyfriend looked in the moonlight, he sneaked his free hand between your thighs.

He kept his eyes on your face, gently spreading your wetness with his fingers. Then he rubbed your clit for a moment to get you as hot and bothered as he was. He didn't even try to hide the smug smile that appeared on his face when you whimpered for a little bit. You leaned in to kiss that expression away.

Once he moved his free hand to cup your face while you were making out, you brought your hand in between you two and lined up his cock with your entrance.

Luke let out a low moan when you suddenly brought yourself down onto him. Your soft, warm walls surrounded his cock now, but he continued to kiss you. The excitement and love he was feeling were indescribable. He never wanted for this to stop.

But as you started riding him, he knew that it would have to, eventually. Much to his dislike, it would be way sooner than he would prefer too.

The pace you went with was unhurried and steady at first. Your hand on the side of his neck, thumb rubbing small circles on his skin while the other hand held on the headrest of the seat for support.

Then the burning passion that ran through your veins ever since you made him stop the car took over.

Both of your moans now sounded through the car, Luke's voice was way more prominent than it had been before.

Your hips crashed into each other in frantic desperation.

Luke was thrusting towards you as well and his eager hands were gripping on your ass tightly, he needed to feel as much of you as possible right now.

When he let out this raspy groan, calling you his baby, you knew he would cum soon and you weren't wrong.

He helped you reach your own high immediately after, his fingers quickly rubbing your clit in a circular motion.

You shivered when he began lifting your shirt up and you gave him a curious look. He didn't say anything but pushed your bra aside enough, so he could get his generous mouth to your nipple.

His tongue flicked around the bud while his fingers continued working your clit. It was a good thing he had his muscled arm wrapped around you. You could definitely do with something steady to keep you in place. Your knees turned into jelly and the moans you had been letting out changed into just a set of shaky breaths.

"You know what?" You said eventually, your forehead still presses against his shoulder.

"What?" The stroking on your back stopped since he moved his hand to make you look up at him.

"McDonald's actually sounds like a pretty good idea."

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