#he was hoping for a roman compliment

[marksandrec]

Marks and Rec: Misc #2508

Wrong imagination. (Dialogue from tumblr.)

#he was hoping for a roman compliment #sanders sides #thomas sanders #virgil sanders #remus sanders #character thomas #incorrect quotes #marks and rec misc #source: tumblr #it's dangerous to go alone #anxiety sanders #duke sanders #dukexiety

[auras-moonstone]

can you write something of jack x shy!reader that are either working on a romcom together or she’s his interviewer?

hi! i actually really like how this turned out. hope you like it too💓

enchanted to meet you — jack champion

word count: 1,409

pairing: jack champion x fem!interviewer!reader

summary: y/n feels scared for her first job as an interviewer but jack’s warming demeanour makes her feel more comfortable as the interview goes on.

Y/N’S HANDS WERE SHAKY AND SHE CONSTANTLY HAD TO RUB THEM ON HER DRESS BECAUSE OF HOW SWEATY THEY WERE. To be fair, she was only 18 years old and doing her first interview. It was very sudden, she just started working on this known magazine and the woman who was supposed to go to the Scream premiere had an accident so they just sent the only person available: Y/N Y/L. And of course the person she had to interview was Jack fucking Champion—the six foot tall boy with unbelievable gorgeous factions and a killer smile.

Y/N was probably the youngest person in there. Everyone seemed to know each other and she was just there, alone and feeling extremely scared and anxious. She used to have a plan—start getting over her shyness with chill interviews so that in the future she could be ready to interview famous celebrities. But no, she was straight off sent to the premiere of one of the most successful franchises of all time. She was going to throw up.

The silhouette of the boy started to make his way to her “Hi!” his excited voice greeted her, pulling her out of her thoughts.

Y/N looked up, her eyes meeting a very bright brown set of eyes. The boy was even prettier in person (and taller). He was wearing a white tank top below his stylish black jacket and black trousers. He was so handsome. And did she mention he was really tall?

“Hi, sorry. I was lost in my thoughts” she apologised, her cheeks already turning red. That was a typical feature of her—always expect her to blush, her blood always betrayed her.

Jack was instantly enchanted by her sweet and soft voice. He had never felt so nervous during an interview—probably because he had never been interviewed by someone his age, and certainly not by anyone close to being as breathtaking as her.

“It’s okay” he assured her, his smile so shiny it almost blinded her.

Y/N smiled thankful “First, I’d like to congratulate you on your movie! I got to see you on Avatar and thought you did an amazing job. It’s fantastic that you got to work in such iconic franchises! Were you a fan of the Scream movies before getting the role?” her voice, thankfully, didn’t show how insanely nervous she was. But the hand holding the mic certainly did. Jack noticed her shaky grip, and he wanted so bad to put his hand on hers to comfort her, but he knew it would be too much.

“Thank you so much, you’re really sweet. And yeah, it’s honestly a dream come true” Jack pulled his dazzling smile and Y/N couldn’t help but take a quick look at it. He had perfect teeth, holy shit. “I watched the movies before we started filming and I absolutely loved them!”.

“Can I ask who your favourite Ghostface is?” Y/N questioned him. Very original, Y/N, she said to herself. Why did they hire her? She was really not qualified for this.

“Oh, I love that question!” Jack exclaimed. “You know, I always say Stu but now that I have re-watched the movies and read some opinions online, I also really like Jill! What are yours?”

Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise, she was not expecting him to ask her questions. It wasn’t usual during interviews for reporters to be questioned “Oh- I- I think Roman, Stu and Jill” she answered nervously. His eyes were so strongly focused on her that she almost melted on the spot.

“Roman is also a really good choice. You have great taste! And by the way, I love your outfit” Jack complimented her, looking at the black dress—it was like the one Courtney Cox used at the beginning of Scream 2. Y/N stood still. Did he know the effect those words had on her? Because she was two seconds away from collapsing.

“Thank you for saying that… your outfit is amazing too” she brushed it off with a little laugh.

“Thank you! Look, I have ghostface socks!” he said in an enthusiastic tone. She look down to see the black socks with patters of the mask and couldn’t help but smile.

“That’s adorable” the comment slipped out of her mouth before she could stop it. But far from being uncomfortable, Jack’s smile grew bigger. “Did you all know who was playing Ghostface from the beginning or was it something you found out towards the end of the shooting?”

“Actually, we didn’t know who would be playing Ghostface until the revealing scene” he answered, and admired the way her eyes shone in awe. “I take it you are a really big fan of the franchise”.

Y/N let out a nervous laugh, feeling a bit embarrassed “Is my enthusiasm that readable? I’m sorry, I literally grew up watching those movies”

“And now you are at the premiere interviewing the cast! That’s amazing!” he exclaimed loudly.

His happy aura was really contagious and it made her feel a little less shy “Well, thank you, Jack. Do you have any future projects?”

“Yes! I actually did a movie with Liam Neeson that will be coming out soon called Retribution and another one called Freaky Tales! So yeah, I’m very excited” he balanced on his feet.

“That’s amazing! Congratulations” Y/N gave him a genuine smile. Then they heard someone calling his name, telling him it was time to go. “Thank you for you time, Jack. Hope you felt comfortable”.

“I did! It was fun, and you were excellent” Jack smiled down at her. The team kept calling him but he wouldn’t move, trying to decide if he should just ask for her instagram or if it would be too weird. Maybe she had a partner, god he hoped not. Before he could even ask her name, Mason came to him and grabbed his arm.

“Jack, we have to go” his friend told him. Jack sighed, waving at the beautiful interviewer and cursing himself for not being quick enough.

Y/N turned around, ready to walk back to the van, completely wonderstruck by the charming young actor. She just prayed that wasn’t the last time they saw each other.

THE INTERVIEW WENT VIRAL IN LESS THAN AN HOUR, AND EVEN FOR A FAMOUS COMPANY, IT WAS UNEXPECTED. The people were going wild on the comment section, pointing out how the actor looked at his interviewer in complete amazement. No one would have thought it was going to have such a repercussion. Especially not Y/N.

championslover man was in AWE

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landrydaylight pls the way he looks at her i need them to be together!!!

liked by masonthegooding, jennaortega, baileybass, jamieflatters and more.

haunted.ethan “look, i have ghostface socks” really jack??? 😂😂😂

devyn_nekoda i can’t believe he said that omg

jackchampion I WAS NERVOUS OKAY LET ME BE

ghostfacelandry the evolution on this two min interview was so heartwarming??? like she was really shy at first but then you could tell she got used to his presence omg i adore them

jacksrep the way she blushes!! girl is honestly strong cause i would’ve passed out from having him in front of me

spiderboyjack let’s go to the important thing: does anyone have her insta????

championslover i just found it, it’s y/n.y/l/n (holy shit she’s so pretty!!!)

jacksgf oh jack… i get it now!!!

jackchampion championslover thank you for your service 🫡

championslover oh he’s down BAD

liked by jackchampion

jackchampion started following you

Y/N stared at the notification in shock. And then her heart stopped when she saw another notification, this time it was a direct message.

hey! it’s jack

i really wanted to get your instagram the day of the interview but honestly i was too scared

hi jack!

well, i’m glad your fandom (who honestly should be called by the fbi) found it.

hahaha me too tbh

and i’m going to be forward, i can’t stop thinking about you ever since the interview and it was killing me that i didn’t even get your name (by the way i’m praying you don’t have a partner).

i can’t stop thinking about you either (nope, i’m single)

you made me feel really comfortable, and that is not something i can say about a lot of people… especially not those who i talked to for two minutes

i don’t know.. you give that special kind of vibe very few people have

you know how to make someone blush ☺️

i heard it was your first interview. i can’t believe it, you were amazing!

thank you! i was so nervous but it could’ve gone way worse

you made it easier, you were really sweet

i’m glad i was your first interview then :)

i was wondering if you’d like to have dinner with me tomorrow? i’d really like to get to know you better

i would love to, jack!

great! send me your address and i’ll pick you up at seven.

can’t wait 🤍

me neither😫 wanna facetime???

sure! text me xxx xxxx

#jack champion #ethan landry #jack champion x y/n #jack champion fluff #jack champion x reader #jack champion imagine #jack champion oneshot #jackchampion #jack champion fanfic #scream 6 #scream iv #ethanlandry

[scarletttries]

Romeo Take Me Somewhere We Can Be Alone (Roman Roy Succession Request)

Part Two Available Now!

Pairing: Roman Roy (Succession) x Gender Neutral! Reader

Requests: "Roman x Mattson!reader? Forbidden/secret relationship?" AND "Perhaps some smut for Roman Roy? Maybe Roman being on the more submissive side? Thank you!"

Warnings: Smut, spoilers for the new season.

Word Count: 2.7k

Author's Note: Oh Roman, I'm going to pretend I haven't seen the latest episode so I can continue fancying you without having to think critically about this piece of media 🙃 Thank you to the ABSOLUTE genius that suggested a Mattson! reader, forbidden romance vibe, I loved the request and enjoyed writing this so much, I've gone full Romeo & Juliet! (More like Rome-eo, hahaha I felt like a genius for this). Also this is my first Roman smut so it was a bit of a challenge to try and keep it in the same tone i've written Roman in so far, but I hope you enjoy! As always keep the requests coming :D

Romey-o take me somewhere we can be alone

"Have you had enough of this little ass-kiss fucky fest yet?" You watched the little bubble pop up on your phone and looked across the party in reflex, scanning the crowd until you saw his smug little smile directed your way. You unlocked your phone to reply, scrolling up to glimpse the hundreds of messages between the two of you since you'd met that day at the woodlands company retreat three weeks ago.

***

"Problems working with your older brother? I can relate." You stepped out into the night air to find Roman hunched over the railing of the small balcony, hands threading through his hair so firmly he threatened to pull it out in clumps. His shoulders grew a little less tense as your voice washed over him, hands falling to the edge of ledge as he gestured for you to join him.

"So you're the younger Mattson? You could have fooled me, on account of you not being a massive dick." He laughed at the words but it came out hollow, watching his breath form a white wisp in front of his face in the cold night air.

"Thanks, I try my best to be an actual human being. I hear out of all the Roys you're the most favourable to be around too."

He turned his head sharply to really look at you, the sincerity in your tone and the measured kindness of your words catching his attention.

"Oh yeah?" He probed, hoping another almost compliment would fall from your lips before he did something to ruin this moment. Truth was he'd spend half the weekend watching the way you floated through the conference, poised, humble, soft; the antithesis of your brother Lucas. And so he'd avoided you, sure that any moment spent in your presence would only tarnish the shining light you carried so effortlessly.

"I like to think I've got good instincts for people, and I think there's something about you that's different from the rest of your family. And I mean that in a good way." You were thoughtful as you spoke, treading lightly around the slick man in front of you, sure that one wrong move would have him sprinting back inside, spitting venom in his words as he went.

"That's actually pretty nice to hear these days." Roman replied after a pause, now standing squarely to face you, searching your eyes for any hint of deception and mockery and instead finding a tranquility that washed over him in waves as you returned a smile he hadn't realised he was sharing.

"I'm really sorry about your father by the way. And I'm even more sorry that you have to be here right now." You grimaced at your brother's insistence that this weekend go ahead as planned, every ounce of humanity seeming to leave him the moment his bank account saw a certain amount of zeros. Roman nodded at your words, the taste of condolences still unfamiliar and bitter in his mouth, cursing his father for ruining yet another interaction for him, even from beyond the grave. You read his silence for the pain that it was and set your hand gently on top of his where it rested on the railing.

"Well I should go back inside before any of our siblings accuse us of fraternising with the enemy, but it was nice to meet you. I really mean that."

Panic rose up in the back of Roman's throat as you turned to move away, not yet ready for this moment to end, feeling better than he had in weeks. He ignored the voice crying out inside him to stay strong, to isolate himself, to trust no one, and instead caught your rising hand with his.

"Maybe we could fraternise just a little longer.

***

And so you and Roman had spent an evening sharing in the perils of being a younger sibling in your strange corporate worlds, swapping numbers and an unspoken agreement to keep this from your families as you departed the next day, Roman touching the spot on his cheek you had blessed with a gentle kiss when he snuck into your treehouse to say a real goodbye. And so followed weeks of secret texts and furtive phone calls, pouring out your souls until finally you were back in the same room, parted in a hotel lobby by a sea of political donors and movers and shakers, but feeling only one pair of eyes on you.

"I thought you'd never ask." You sent back in response, locking eyes with him once again and tipping your head toward an emergency exit you had checked led to a service elevator. From opposite sides of the room you each slipped through the crowd, trying your best to be unseen, aware that any of these prying eyes could collapse what you had delicately built with a single passing comment. As you reached the door you did a final scan to ensure there were no Waystar or GoJo members nearby who could catch a glimpse of this subtle rendezvous, before backing through the door yourself.

Roman stood waiting between the open elevator doors, looking almost bashful as you dashed towards him, vanishing into the small metal room as he let the door slide shut behind him.

"Thanks for holding it." You couldn't help the anticipation loaded in your tone, facing Roman and finding him stood barely an inch away from your blushing face.

"I had a feeling we were going to the same floor." He breathed out, eyes wide and hands shaking as they rose to brush either side of your face, the adoration clear in the gentle way his thumbs stroked your cheeks.

Before either of you could think your way out of something good, you leant forward, closing the gap between your lips and sending a whirlwind of warmth and glitter spinning through your bodies, the reunion more than worth the wait. His head bobbed forward to return the gesture, body following the movement until he was pressed entirely against you. It wasn't rough, or frantic, or urgent. It was like deep down you knew you'd be doing this forever, so you had all the time in the world to sweetly caress the nape of his neck, parting his lips for a content sigh that only let you taste more of him.

By the time the lift doors opened on your floor Roman could hardly remember where he began and you ended, unsure how he ever coped being half way across the planet from you, needing to keep you as close as he could for every second you could steal tonight. You could feel it too, the desperate pull of your heart towards him, the air of secrecy that only made you want him more, this forbidden fruit the sweetest you would ever taste.

You could feel his cheeks brush against yours as he fought back a smile at finally having you in his arms, and the physical confirmation you had been feeling this overwhelming chemistry too. He would have berated anyone else for believing in love at first sight, but as you rested your forehead softly against his, feeling the joy emanating between you, he didn't think this could be anything else. When you pushed the jacket free of his shoulders, helping him shrug away the fabric until it crumpled on the floor, he had to stop himself from pulling away. Not because he didn't want this with you. It was really the opposite; he couldn't remember ever feeling this way, ever wanting someone to be so close to him, to feel every part of him, and now he wanted that more than anything with you. But he was scared of being vulnerable, and insecure in his inexperience, completely unsure what real intimacy could even look like.

As you worked through the buttons on his shirt, you could see the gears whirring in his head, the unmistakable fear and excitement of a man that's seen a hard-drive's worth of porn but never felt the touch of a person that genuinely cares about them.

"We can stop?" You offered, pulling your hands away from his shirt, only for him to vigorously shake his head and rip it off himself, a stray button clattering across the floor, disrupting the heavy silence.

"I want to." He insisted, his eyes full of desperate desire as you brought your hands to his now bare chest, his heart hammering in anticipation inside. Unsure of what to do next, Roman firmly grabbed at your ass, voice wavering as he tried to take control, feeling like that should be his role,

"Do you like that, you fucking slut?" Both of your faces seemed to contort in discomfort as the words tumbled out of his mouth, his hand quickly releasing and his eyes clenching shut in embarrassment.

"Sorry Rome, I don't even think you like that?" You questioned softly, bringing your fingertips to sweep delicately over the creases in his forehead, his brow slowly unfurrowing as he blinked his eyes open to see you again.

"Fuck, sorry, I was trying to, you know, talk dirty, be sexy." He waved his hands in a gesture of uncertainty as he spoke, surprised you weren't laughing at him or taking the opportunity to run for the door.

"You know talking doesn't have to be degrading to be sexy?" You replied, the calm, confident smile on your face matched by the alluring look in your eye leaving Roman feeling like a deer in headlights, but praying the car will crash right into him.

"Oh yeah?" He gulped, eyes wide as you nodded, pushing him gently so he could step backwards towards the end of the bed. He let himself drift in your current as your touch laid him backwards, every wave of contact soothing his nerves.

"Can I show you?" You breathed in his ear, settling your thighs either side of his legs, feeling all the more powerful for being fully dressed as his bare chest heaved beneath you.

"Please." He begged softly, letting his eyes flutter shut as your lips found his again, fingers tracing a path down his stomach until they reached his belt.

"I'm so glad I got to see you tonight." You sighed against his lips as you began to undo the buckle, feeling his hips twitch, reacting to even the slightest touch. His head leant forward, trying to chase your lips as you spoke, needy for the taste of your kiss as you released the zip and buttons in your way.

"Me too." He eventually sighed out as your lips moved out of his reach, mapping a course across his cheek until you reached the edge of his jaw, applying a little more pressure until you heard the low rumble of moan escape his lips.

"I like hearing you enjoy yourself." You purred, confidence building as he relaxed against your touch, submitting to your control, putty in your hands. Marking a sweet constellation of kisses over his neck you slowly slipped your hand inside his boxers, running one finger over the length of him and feeling him buck up to meet your touch. Roman had never felt both so excited and so relaxed at the same time, never this comfortable with someone exploring his body before, but feeling like he wanted to give every inch over to your control, sure your loving touch could put all the broken pieces of him back together.

You wrapped your hand around his hard length, pumping over him a few times to gage his reaction. His eyebrows scrunched down towards his nose, lips parting as a moan seemed to reverberate through his whole body.

"Does that feel good?" Your tone was sweet, if not a little teasing, sucking on a spot on his throat that seemed to leave him barely able to spit out an 'uh-uh' in response.

"Good, I want to make you feel good, Roman. Will you let me make you feel good?" You praised, bobbing your head down to his chest and picking up the pace of your rubbing hand. Ability to think and speak quickly surrendered, Roman just nodded, for once unable to think of a quippy comeback and just enjoying someone else taking control and being with him so intimately. He'd touched himself like this hundreds of times, thinking cruel, perverse little thoughts the whole time until he was left sitting in a puddle of his own self-contempt. But with you it felt like something new entirely, something positive, and warm, and with each soft praise and gentle kiss that poured from your lips and landed squarely on his chest he could feel his heart lifting, thinking maybe there's a reason he'll only ever thought of it as 'fucking' and not 'making love'.

Your lips drifted down to his chest, gingerly placing a kiss on one nipple and smiling at the way he squirmed under you, eyes now staring down at you in full adoration like you were the most wondrous miracle he could have dreamt of. You could feel his cock starting to twitch in your hand, cooing over him again, sure this wouldn't be the last time the two of you spend a night hiding in the sheets together.

"You're doing so well, Roman. Good boy."

"You feel - so - good." He panted out, the praise bringing him close to the edge before he could really think enough to stop it. Ignoring your own desire stirring up inside your stomach, you gripped your hand on him a little firmer, leaving the other to trace faint circles over his chest, the lingering damp of your kisses only making him more sensitive. Crashing your lips back against his you swallowed his moan before breathing out,

"Cum for me, Rome, please." His lips pressed hard against yours as his hips started to shake, unable to hold back for a second longer and spilling hot white ropes across his stomach, almost whimpering at his sensitive release, overstimulated but still whining the second you released your grip.

His hands reached up to capture your face, somehow trying to portray a lifetime's worth of gratitude and affection in a single overwhelming kiss, before finally releasing you to breathe. As you rose up onto your knees, surveying the smiling fool of a man lying beneath you, you couldn't help but laugh at the state of both of your suit trousers, marred with streaks of sticky white.

"We might need to hide up here for a while until we get cleaned up and dried off, or this might be hard to explain."

"You don't think we could say two seperate waiters happen to get lucky?" Roman rebuffed, pulling a disgusted face as he wiped a finger over the fluid pooling on his stomach.

"Or one waiter got very lucky?" You suggested with a smile, Roman using every ounce of remaining strength to sit up until his lips could find their way to yours.

"No-one's that lucky, so I guess we better stay hidden. I reckon there's a lot more stuff you could show me anyway." Roman's eyes drifted down your body eagerly, wondering exactly what else he'd been missing by never trying it with the right person.

"You don't think the party will miss us?" You teased, pretending to bat away his eager hands.

"What party?" He scoffed, letting you capture him by the wrists and pulling you back to lie with him, falling so you pinned his wrists either side of him, a position he was more than happy to end up in.

"What about our families?" You couldn't help the worried tinge in your voice as you remembered the seemingly insurmountable barrier that stood between yours and Roman's lives. With unusual sincerity he gazed up into your eyes and said softly,

"Fuck 'em, you're my family now."

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[bloodykora]

If you’re still doing Buggy headcanons: Sooo I always actually thought big noses on people are INCREDIBLY attractive. Give me men with noses that look just a bit too beaten up, women with noses that are big and wide, give me Roman noses and hawk noses and any unconventionally attractive nose and I am SWOONING.

… I feel the prompt almost writes itself at this point, what would Buggy think of someone who sees his funny looking nose not as a flaw but a mayor charm point and just constantly gives it kisses, traces it affectionately, boops it or comments (in all honesty and absolutely genuinely) how handsome and distinguished it makes him look, how it really suits him etc?

Wanna read about that man bluescreening because he hasn’t even treathened them yet to not make fun of his nose and they are already at the „flattering him to save themself“ stage? What do you MEAN you’re not saying that to safe yourself?!

This fucking anon/ask made me giggle so much, I literally showed it to my friends. I hope I did you and the prompt justice!

Enter the moment in Annie where Ms. Hannigan sees Warbucks’ diamond and goes “Oh my god, is that thing real?!” in shock but also delight. Me at that dude’s honker. (I want to be put on his nose like he has gangrene and I’m a leech who sucks on it to get the blood flow going) Also enter the Doja Cat quote of liking big noses.

- At first, dude is fucking weirded out. People have made comments and jokes about this stupid little red thing on his face and you… you think it’s attractive??? Huh.

- Definitely thinks you’re lying at first (and for the next few months), you’re literally the only person who is able to shut him up.

- Curtain drops, spot light is on, the blue haired clown walks in. Blabbering on about how his entrance should be more enthusiastic, but you got your eyes on your own prize, bright big red nostrils. If he wants an entrance, you’ll give him one by starting to clap loudly, getting so giddy that you start slightly hopping.

- “Oh my goodness, that is just.” Loss for words. “Are you making fun of me?” He approaches you, you hear him but his words don’t really seep into your brain at the moment. “It’s gorgeous, literally the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” Your eyes are locked with his eyes and before he can even reply you reach up to brush your fingertip against his nose.

- Wants you dead first, no one has gotten close to touching it in years. And you, a low life nobody insults him like that. You get strung up immediately, your arm stretched so your fingers are out.

- “For that little ploy, I’ll take your fingers first and then your life.” Yes you’re scared but really could you regret it? This was the pirate’s life. “Oh, darn. Well, I’ll at least die happily. My eyes set on the most lovely nose I’ve seen in my years of life.”

- Thinks you’re still making fun of him until a few compliments later it clicks in his head that you mean it, with no hint of sarcasm or mockery. He lets you down, immediately ordering his crew to take care of the others you came with while he returns (runs) to his quarters. He’s a little intrigued by you, willing to die for a graze of his face. He keeps you as well, not that you’re upset by it.

- Crew thinks you’re hilarious, stopping a task to gaze longingly at the captain until either he realizes in which he shoos you back to work or he walks away. You boost his ego a ton though.

- From a distance he can ignore the thoughts he knows you’re thinking but up close, when they’re said in front of the crew, other pirates, hostages. He’s been known to cover your mouth with something so he doesn’t freeze up. When yall get together though, its game over.

- The first time you licked it, he almost saw some form of god. The angel's chorus was in his ears and he couldn’t help but say a little prayer in his head about you.

- Kissing it at least 3 times a day for good luck, rubbing up and down the bridge to soothe him to sleep, nipping at it when you feel playful. Not to mention he now has your voice in his head if he ever insults it going: “That’s not true! It is like one of the top 3 of the things I love about you and if you are mean to it again then I’m gonna cut it off and keep it all day!”

- Laying in his bed just watching him go about the day when you drop a “If my memory was wiped tomorrow I hope I’d get to keep at least the picture of your nose in my head.” before just turning over and going to rest. You hear him physically stop in his tracks and then a thud, he had let go of a boot.

- He doesn’t ever want to ask for praise about his nose on the days where he feels more insecure but you can tell by the way he rubs it on your collarbone and shoulder. You immediately pull out the good old “Have I told you how dashing attractive your nose is today? I seriously would just hop on and ri-” he doesn’t let you finish the sentence, cutting you off with a kiss knowing where it’s going.

- If anyone comments on his nose, you are the first to bite back. Threatening to cut out their tongue and string it up for future people to understand their place. Then squish Buggy while speaking highly of his stunning feature and how lucky they are to see it in the first place.

- You’re kinda crazy but hey, so is Buggy and he loves that you’re insane about him and his nose.

#buggy the clown #buggy x reader #buggy live action #some of yall are freaky and i love it

[gonzo-rella]

Headcanons: Being Wallace Wells' Trans Boyfriend

MASTERLIST | AO3 | KO-FI

Relationship(s): Wallace Wells x transmasc!reader (romantic)

Warnings/info: Trans typical stuff, like dysphoria, transphobia etc. etc., sexual remarks, he/him pronouns for reader, headcanons were written in one sitting, when I was feeling not great. (Let me know if I need to add any)

(A/N: I've been reading a lot of Succession fics over the last few days. Last night I read a Roman Roy fic and for some reason it gave me this overpowering wave of dysphoria that I still have yet to fully recover from. Annoyingly, I have yet to actually watch Succession so this could have been avoided; I just think Kieran Culkin's hot and very gender so I couldn't resist pretending that someone with his face was my boyfriend. Reading about Roman made me think 'oh shit. Maybe I'm a flawed and pathetic little guy on the inside. But I just look like a woman who likes to kiss women and everyone treats me like a girl and uses my girl name and girl pronouns and that feels super gross and makes me want to live in a hole. Now I'm going to feel bad about that for the next few days.' So, yeah, I'm having another transmasc crisis that I'm using fanfiction to get me through. I figured Kieran Culkin started this, so I might as well write something featuring a character of his that I can actually write for. This is a self-indulgent and self-explorative treat for myself, but I hope that transmasc readers can enjoy this, too. If you'd like more Wallace stuff, trans stuff or Wallace AND trans stuff, feel free to send in a request. I really want to provide more fics for transmasc readers because you guys are super underrepresented (and, y'know, Papa Gonzo-rella wants to explore his gender a little more). Also, I swear that I will get around to watching Succession, and I more than likely will end up writing for it when I do.)

Respectfully, Wallace does not give a shit that you’re trans.

Of course, he doesn’t flat-out ignore it, because it’s part of who you are, but it isn’t an obstacle in your relationship by any means, and it doesn’t bother him in the slightest.

If you’re feeling dysphoric and/or otherwise insecure about yourself, he’ll pinch your cheeks and tell you how handsome and sexy you are.

If you’re feeling especially bad, like ‘not getting out of bed and hiding from the world’ bad, he’ll keep you company and say what he can to reassure you.

Being mushy and sincere truly isn’t his thing, so whatever he says will sound either slightly insensitive (but still pretty sensitive as far as Wallace goes), facetious or like he wants you to get over how you’re feeling so he can fuck you.

But, he genuinely doesn’t want you to feel bad and you can tell he cares, because otherwise he wouldn’t be there for you when you're feeling your worst.

Wallace is very affirming, but in his own Wallace way.

He lovingly refers to you as his lameass boyfriend.

If Scott ever compliments you about anything, Wallace will call him gay.

He will shout ‘gay’, like the Senor Chang meme.

"Hey, man, I like your shirt-"

"Ha, Scott's gay!"

"I-I'm not gay! I just like his shirt."

"What's wrong with being gay, Scott?"

"Nothing! There's nothing wrong with being gay!"

"You really need to work on your internalised homophobia, Scott. To think, my gay lover and I share a bed with a bigot."

If you’re doing anything that he knows will make you dysphoric or exacerbate your dysphoria (for example, scrolling through social media and looking at cis dudes that give you gender envy) he’ll shut it down.

Using the aforementioned example, he’ll snatch your phone off you and close the app, saying: “Nope. Make better decisions.”

And, while you’d initially be annoyed at him for grabbing your phone, you will appreciate it in the long run.

If you have testosterone shots but you’re not a fan of doing them yourself, he’ll begrudgingly help you with them.

He will make a very Wallace comment, though

“Stabbing? I didn’t know you were that kinky.”

If anyone’s a dick to you about being trans, Wallace is always ready to go with a snide remark about the other person, because of all the things you could possibly mock his lameass boyfriend for, being trans is at the bottom of that list.

(He should know, as the person who makes fun of you the most.)

Also, he cares about you very, very much and he doesn't want people being transphobic to his boyfriend.

If you’re cool with it, he will make trans jokes, but nothing ‘attack helicopter’ or ‘attack helicopter’ adjacent, because he’s too clever for that and he can come up with better material that isn’t just derivative, transphobic garbage.

If you get your period and it makes you at all dysphoric, be prepared for this exchange:

“Don’t worry. Scott pissed blood last month and cried about it and he’s still a man.”

“Did-did he go to the doctor?”

“I don’t know. He seems fine now, though.”

If you still have boobs and don’t mind them being touched or otherwise acknowledged, he will use them like a pillow.

If you decide to get top surgery, he will make the following request:

“Well, if you’re not using them, can I have them? I need a pillow that Scott won’t steal. And, he wouldn’t steal your tits, because he knows I’d call him gay for it.”

“Why are you like this, Wallace?”

“Selfish.”

Being trans doesn’t make your relationship much different from any of Wallace’s other relationships.

You’re just, for better or worse, another one of Wallace’s boyfriends.

#wallace wells x reader #wallace wells #scott pilgrim vs the world #scott pilgrim takes off #scott pilgrim #scott pilgrim vs the world x reader #scott pilgrim takes off x reader #x trans!reader #x trans reader #x transmasc!reader #x transmasc reader #x trans male!reader #x trans male reader #x ftm!reader #x ftm reader #trans!reader #trans reader #transmasc!reader #transmasc reader #trans male!reader #trans male reader #trans #transgender #transmasc #x reader

[aalyssah]

Interesting Carnival Date

Pairing: Roman Reigns x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Angst/Fluff!

Word Count: 1,464

Request/Summary:⇩

A/N: This was requested by someone on Wattpad. Hope You Enjoy!

"Oh my gosh, this is so pretty!" You said, eyes reflecting the bright lights of the carnival rides.

After weeks of convincing Roman, he said yes to taking you to a carnival. He’s been so busy with work, and barely gets time off, but since his huge match against La Knight, Triple H let him have a week off.

"Not as pretty as you." Roman said, getting out the car and going to your side. He opened the door, holding his hand out for you. You slipped yours in his, standing next to him, looking around.

"I can't believe we're actually here!" Roman looked at you, seeing how happy you looked. You were glowing in the lights with your huge smile.

"Anything for you baby, you deserve it." You giggled as Roman leaned over and pressed a kiss to your cheek. He closed the car door and guided you both up the small walkway to where you could enter.

Of course he had to get vip wristbands for him and his baby girl.

You both walked to different games, specifically the bean bag toss game. "Oh, I'm a boss at this. Watch and learn, babe." You cockily said, cracking your knuckles.

You grabbed 3 bean bags before focusing on the hole. You threw the first one, missing completely. Roman gave you a look, basically saying 'Are you sure you're good at this?'

You were quick to make up an excuse. "That was just my warm up throw." Roman laughed at your excuse watching as you threw the second bag.

This time you were close, only missing the hole by an inch. "Oh come on, that should've gone in!" You complained with a huff. With the last bean bag in hand you took a deep breath before throwing.

This was the worst throw you've ever thrown because you missed the board. You actually threw a little too hard, the bean bag reaching over to whole other game.

"This isn't fair!" You whined, hands slapping against your thighs. Roman chuckled at your loss, handing the man a couple of bucks. "Now, let me show you how it's done." You glared at him at his mocking, watching as Roman threw each bag into the hole.

A loud ringing played near the worker, indicating Roman won. "We have a winner! Come pick your prize!" Roman went up to the guy, asking for a frog stuffed animal.

Without hesitation, he handed it to you, smiling at your reaction. "Thank you Ro, thank you so much, he's so cute!" You thank him, jumping in his arms, and hugging him.

Roman loved seeing you like this.

"What's next?" Roman asked. You looked around at the games and pointed out a spot. "Ooo, let's go play ring toss!" You suggested.

For that game you actually did better than bean bag toss. You won yourself, and ended up getting a prize for a small child who was crying.

Roman followed you around the carnival to many different games, holding many stuffies that Roman won after a little rage from you.

Although to anyone, it looked like a man was following some girl around, arms full of stuffies, but he didn't care. He loved you and would do anything for you, even if that means getting suffocated by stuffies.

Roman caught the eyes of a game he wanted to play. “I was thinking we can leave after one more game. I really wanna try that game where you have to shoot the water at the targets.” You nodded your head at his suggestion.

You and Roman walked to the water gun game seeing a guy standing there. His eyes locked on yours, a smile coming to his face. “Hello pretty lady, and man, what can I do for y’all?”

You ignored the man’s compliment, and began talking about the game. “Yes, me and my boyfriend would like to play this game.” The man’s smile turned into a frown at your words. “Oh, you got a boyfriend, I see.”

Roman gave the worker, who’s name was Mark, a questioning look. “Is that a problem, Mark?” Mark looked up at Roman with a bored expression. “Not at all. Anyways, hand some bucks over.” He demanded, holding his hand out.

You grabbed a couple of bucks from your pockets and slapped them in Mark’s hand. He looked at you with a smirk.

“You must be the rich one in the relationship. I love me a sugar mommy.” Your face scrunched up in disgust at the name he called you, but Roman was quick to put a stop to it. “Don’t call her that.” You got Roman’s attention after noticing how worked up he was getting.

He took his attention away from Mark before starting the game. “Players start spraying in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Squirt!” Mark looked at you as he said the last word. You brushed him off, focusing on the game.

You were giggling and yelling as Roman began to beat you. “Stop cheating!” Roman had a smile on his face as he took down more targets. “I’m not cheating, just get better.” You mumbled a curse word under your breath, trying to beat Roman.

Mark saw how much you wanted to win and tried to help. “Don’t worry, I’ll help ya out, pretty girl.” Mark started slapping Roman’s targets, getting more points for you.

You and Roman stopped playing, looking at each other in confusion. “Hey, stop, you’re ruining the game!” Mark didn’t listen, still hitting all the targets until a bell went off. “And the lady won!” You shook your head in denial.

The worker just ruined his own game. You weren’t having fun anymore. “Why would you do that?” Mark pouted at your whining.

“Awe, don’t cry. How about this, I’ll make it up to you. Go out on a date with me and we’ll play this game as many times as you want.”

Roman stepped in front of you, blocking your view of Mark. “Now I know you’re messing with me because I’m sure the first words she said to you was that I’m her boyfriend and now you got the nerve to ask her out on a date? In front of me?” Roman laughed, throwing his head back, not believing this man.

You grabbed onto Roman’s arm like earlier, trying to pull him away. “Babe stop, let’s just leave.” This time, Roman listened to you, grabbing your hand and walking away.

“Y/n, do you have the keys?” You and Roman searched for the keys in your pockets and purse. You both were only a few steps away from the water game, missing the way Mark watched the two of you.

Jealousy took over Mark as his body moved over to a water gun and started shooting water at you. You let out a squeal of shock, trying to cover yourself up. Mark had a plan though.

He was aiming at your top, making you almost drenched. Roman was shielding you, water drenching him as well. The water gun ran out of water, Mark standing tall and laughing.

“She might be your girl, but who’s got her wet?” After trying to hold them in for so long, the tears finally fell.

You spent almost 2 hours getting ready, wanting to look good for Roman, and even going out of your way to pick out a new skirt that he loved very much, just to look good for him, but Mark just ruined it.

When Roman saw your teary eyes looking up at him and heard the snickers from Mark, he lost it. He walked over towards Mark, with an angry look on his face.

“What’s wrong big man? Are you jealous that your girl wants me? You wish that she-” Mark’s words were cut off when Roman landed a punch to his face. Mark flew back, hitting the grass hard.

Roman was on top of him in an instant, punches after punches being thrown. People from around y’all watched as Roman laid it to Mark.

Security guards ended up coming and breaking up the fight.

Roman took you back to the car, getting a blanket, and covering you up. “I’m so sorry about his Roman. I didn’t know the guy would be so thirsty!” You cried out, apologizing.

“It’s not your fault. He’s just some prick that’s jealous cause he can’t no females.” You finally cracked a smile at his joke. “There it is. There’s that smile I missed.”

You stood up on your tippy toes and placed a kiss on his bearded cheek. “I love you and thank you for this very interesting carnival date.”

You sounded unsure of what to call what happened tonight, but you did know you had a lot of fun with your man.

#roman reigns #roman reigns fluff #roman reigns imagine #roman reigns x reader #roman reigns smut #roman reigns one shot #wwe roman reigns #wwe fluff #wrestling fluff #wwe smut

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

NERD!MIGUEL IS SO REAL I LUV HIM <3333

NERD!MIGUEL IS THERE I KNOW IT

Like...You saw what he said to Gwen when she called it a watch (which IT IS).

[omg she's so tiny small next to him]

He's a NERD. He thinks this stuff is COOL. He's WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO ASK.

Like I imagine he's used to it by now - people's eyes glazing over when he begins to explain something technical or program-y, like Lyla's algorithms or the Multiverse Anti-Glitch feature of the watches.

He's put SO much work into all of this, the whole facility and the tech.

He made Lyla himself, but he knows that most people aren't really interested in that. So he's learned to simplify things.

If you ask a question, like how he made Lyla - he'll answer it basic and to the point.

_-_ 'She's an AI. She's my assistant and the notification system within your watch.'

He probably won't even look up from his work, thinking it's just the routine questions everyone asks before moving on to the next thing.

BUT IF YOU ASK FURTHER - Miguel's like

Because it's not often someone actually like...does that.

It's probably very rare that someone shows interest in his technological, engineering, or physics studies - all of which he's INCREDIBLY talented at and actively working on

You ask him how long it took him to make her, he says a year or two.

You tell him how impressive that is and BOOM NERD!Miguel.

He's telling you how her voice detection took the longest, and how her multiverse-monitoring probability algorithm was something he had to tweak twenty thousand times.

You compliment him about the design of the watch, he's like

_-_ 'I still have the protypes.' And he's ready to show you different ones, different shapes and materials he considered using, but eventually ruled out through experiments and tests

AND DON'T GET HIM STARTED ON THEORIES OH GODDDD

You mention the words 'String Theory' or 'Time Dilation' around him and you will NEVER hear the end of it.

He has so many opinions on it he's never had the chance to share.

Ideas and theories about things like fourth dimensions, worm holes, black holes, and dozens of other theoretical scientific concepts.

I mean, he MADE time travel. He is an EXPERT in that stuff.

I would KILL to have a Time Travel Movie Marathon with Miguel.

Sitting on the couch and watching things like Back to the Future, and he describes what they got right, what would be impossible, how it could work in theory.

He probably talks through the whole movie, and picks each one apart. You watch Doctor Who and he WILL NOT SHUT UP.

He's probably AMAZIINNGG at math.

Like math IS science. It's the answer for science. So he's probably a natural master.

You can be like 'Miguel, What's 34% of 12,967?' - Without blinking he'd be like

_-_'...I'm guessing 4408, or something? I don't know, am I right? Ask Lyla, don't ask me.'

But you don't need to ask Lyla cause HE'S RIGHT

HISTORY TOO!

I mean... the man time-travels. I think he'd have at least a good grasp on history, and time periods. Thinks like ancient roman historians and how their thoughts effect modern science, and how certain events effected the flow of time throughout history.

I imagine he finds it so fascinating, seeing the vast differences that can span in universes, just from one small change. Maybe he even finds comfort in it, seeing how histories and stories have a natural flow in a way fiction can only hope to imitate.

I love me some Nerd!Miguel.

I wanna get in bed with Miguel and by that I mean I want to sit next to him as he sits in bed reading a book on the Theory of Relativity with reading spectacles and a mug of sleepytime tea okay

A Miguel who runs up to his partner like 'Read this,' and he's all proud as he hands you a notepad full of numbers. But to him it's a formula he's been working WEEKS on, one that'll make Lyla run smoother, and everything much easier and he wants you to think he's cool for it

A Miguel who spends date nights watching NatGeo documentaries for fun

NERDY NERD MIGUEL DORKY MILD NERDY MIGUEL

#hes a DORK your honor #'its color than a watch' #ok sorry to hurt ur feelings i guess #miguel o'hara #miguel ohara #miguel o hara #miguel x reader #miguel o'hara x reader #miguel x you #miguel o'hara x you #miguel ohara x reader #atsv #across the spiderverse #across the spider verse #spiderman #spider man #spiderman 2099

[emmalandry]

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𝕀'𝕞 𝕒 𝔻𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕣 ~ ℝ𝕠𝕞𝕒𝕟 𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕕𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕩 𝔽𝕖𝕞!ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 (ℕ𝕊𝔽𝕎)

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𝔸/ℕ: ℍ𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖! 𝕀'𝕞 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕪 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕚𝕥𝕤 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕘𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕕𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕! 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦! ~𝔼𝕞𝕞𝕒 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: 𝕊𝕞𝕦𝕥, 𝕍𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕄𝔻ℕ𝕀! :) 𝔻𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟: 𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘. 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕕𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖? 𝕎𝕆ℝ𝔻ℂ𝕆𝕌ℕ𝕋:𝟡𝟠𝟠

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As an up-and-coming actress, you never expected to get a decent acting job so soon. You'd only been in LA for a few months at this point and auditions have been stressful. So becoming a main role in the upcoming Stab 3 was like a dream come true. Not only did you not expect to end up in such a beloved franchise like Stab but you also weren't expecting to be underneath your director in his Hollywood Hills mansion.

Sure, It was no secret that Roman Bridger was an extremely attractive man. A and B List Women fawning over him left and right. As an F-List Actress, you would've never thought in a million years that someone like Roman would show interest in you. But who are you to complain about such an attractive, successful young director giving you small gifts and compliments and subtly flirting with you every chance he got.

But here you were, Spread out on his silky smooth bedspread completely bare from head to toe, tied to all four bedposts. You never would've assumed someone like Roman could be so adventurous in bed. You were squirming below him trying to rub your thighs together as you felt your slick leak from your core onto his sheets. "My My My, What a Naughty girl. These sheets were expensive you know...Guess I'll just have to teach you a lesson sweetheart." He grabs a camcorder placing it on the fireplace across his bed. "Can't forget to film this...This'll be my best movie yet." he gives you a sly seductive smirk.

The thought of him filming this and getting off to it later makes your second heartbeat increase. Slick continues to run down your thighs and onto his sheets, he takes a slender finger and runs it up your slit. "So wet for me...Is this what gets you off darling? Being tied to your boss's bed while he's getting ready to fuck you until your tears are running down your pretty little face? hm?" You nod. Not trusting your words when you suddenly feel a stinging sensation on the inside of your thigh and a large red handprint. "Use your words, honey...And maybe ill give you what you want." You huff.

"Yes Roman, I know I'm a twisted slut just touch me, please. I'll do anything." you let out a groan hoping he'll do something, anything to help you feel even the tiniest bit of pleasure. You buck your hips slightly just for him to push them back down. "Patience sweet girl. You'll get your release soon enough." He caress's your thigh before running his fingers up your slit once more coating them in your juices. Taking them to your clit and drawing slow lazy circles on it. Your back arches and you let out a low whimper. Roman chuckles picking up the pace as he rubs you lazily. He slows his pace again coming to a stop.

You whine and he just lets out a deep breath. "You're so needy arent you? My perfect little slut. all spread out and ready for my cock. But we need to stretch you out first honey. Don't know if you can take me." He slips a finger into your heat as he watches you arch your back and let out a loud moan. He decides to add another finger and begins to curl them inside you. Hitting that spongey spot inside you, you begin to clench around his fingers letting him know you're close.

"You gonna cum sweetheart? go on now...cum for me." Those 10 words made you release all over his fingers scarily quick. His eyes look down at your juices as they flow out of you. He removes his fingers and you let out a whine. "I think your pussy's nice and stretched out for me. Hope you're ready for me baby." You nod quickly as he swiftly pulls his cock out of his briefs. Lining up with your entrance he pushes the tip in and you let out a moan.

He slowly pushes the rest in and your back arches off the bed as you tug at your restraints as he sits with his cock inside you waiting for your signal to move. You bite your lip and nod. He begins to thrust into you, slow yet rough. "Faster" You moan out throwing your head back. He quickens his thrusts making, you let out an almost pornographic moan as he hits your g-spot and he takes that as the perfect opportunity to spit right into your mouth. Taking his hand and closing your mouth. "Swallow." and you do as you are told.

You feel the coil in your tummy starting to build and it feels like it's about to snap at any moment. You clench your walls around him and he leans down to your ear "You close honey? Are you gonna cum all over your boss's cock? Want me to fill you with my cum? Have all of me dripping down your thighs?" You inhale sharply before speaking "Yes Sir! Wanna be full of your cum so bad. Please. Need to be full of you." and with that, he begins to rub your clit, and the band inside you snaps as you gush your juices all over him, and his bed. You begin to feel his warm seed shoot inside, hitting the deepest parts of your core and filling them to the brim.

He lets his cock soften inside you before slowly pulling out as you wince at the empty feeling. He gets to work untying your restraints as he gently applies a kiss to each wrist and ankle after they're untied. He turns the camera off and sets it back down before laying down next to you and pulling you close. He kisses you on the top of your head before you nuzzle your head into his chest falling asleep still full of his seed.

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𝔸/ℕ: 𝕀 ℍ𝕆ℙ𝔼 𝕐𝕆𝕌 𝔾𝕌𝕐𝕊 𝔼ℕ𝕁𝕆𝕐𝔼𝔻 𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕀𝕋 ℙℝ𝕆𝔹𝔸𝔹𝕃𝕐 𝕊𝕌ℂ𝕂𝕊 ℝ𝔼𝔸𝕃𝕃𝕐 𝔹𝔸𝔻 𝔹𝕌𝕋 𝕀 𝕋ℝ𝕀𝔼𝔻 𝕄𝕎𝔸ℍ

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#ethan landry x reader #stu macher smut #billy x stu x reader smut #billy loomis #movies #randy meeks #scream #roman bridger #roman bridger x reader #scream 3 #gale weathers #scream franchise #scream vi

[cybersunnie]

sunnie baby !! have u any thoughts inside that beautiful noggin of yours on academic rival corio ?

Coriolanus thought too highly of himself.

You were clever, but he believed he was even more so. That was how his mind worked.

But he would be a fool to ignore the constant praises you received from professors and fellow peers. With your wit and eloquence, you managed to climb your way to the top of the class, though you have yet to surpass him. But you were getting close. 

Dangerously close.

He couldn't deny that you were a threat. A threat to the Plinth Prize he so desperately wanted, needed, and deserved. And here you were, trying to take away that from him. 

It's almost cute—how hard you were trying.

Did Dean Highbottom put you to this? The dean had always despised him. Coriolanus wouldn't be surprised if that were the case. But why would you agree to do it? From as far as he knew, he hadn't wronged you in the past. You wouldn't have any motive.

Unless you just enjoyed being insufferable.

Whenever he answered a question in class, you would raise your hand and add to it as if his response wasn't adequate. When a professor complimented you, he swore you would look at him just to see how he would react. (Coriolanus never gave you the satisfaction, though). If you two were in the same room, friendly discussions turned into debates. The first time it happened was in Communications. After that, Satyria Click often placed you and him on opposing sides to “see what happens.”

But you were still polite to him even with this rivalry between you two. Nauseatingly polite. 

Your smiles and honeyed words made his ego swell, but Coriolanus knew what they truly were. They were sneers masked as smiles. Taunts that were worded to sound like praise.

How did he know? Because he was doing the same to you.

In the eyes of an outsider, you two were civil—classmates who respected each other despite the ever-growing tension between them. But it was all to save face, to seem like the bigger person.

Deep down, Coriolanus liked playing this little game with you. Cat and mouse. Near captures and repeated escapes. You were so easy to read. So predictable. He liked making you think you could outsmart him. He found pleasure in making you think you were winning. And he would let you bask in that feeling of victory so that it would hurt more when he defeats you. How could he not play with you?

As the rivalry ensued, he would watch you from afar. Some may call it obsessive, but he called it studying. He studied your mannerisms and learned the subject you excelled in the most so that he could take that away from you, too. 

You were all-encompassing. Everything Coriolanus did shifted back to you. What would you do? And how could he do it better?

There was one thing he didn't know—one thing he was unaware of. If Coriolanus’ delusions hadn’t blinded him, he would have realized that you just wanted to do well in your academics. He would have realized that you weren't trying to compete with him, and that your smiles and compliments were genuine. No ulterior motive.

But it didn't matter. He was having too much fun.

And Coriolanus would like to play with you, his "rival," just a little longer.

tldr: in my head, academic rival!coryo is a paranoid and delusional mess that thinks you are out to get him, but in actuality, you are just trying to do good in school—completely unaware of said "rivalry". author's note: not proofread. this is my roman empire. i love writing delusional coryo. anyways, i hope you liked this kaia mwah! 💋

#coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus snow headcanon #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas #my brain malfunctioned while writing this #and not in a good way #like i forgot how to write for a hot minute #✶ — sunnie writes thg! #✶ — coriolanus snow

[romanstheory]

Superstar A Roman Reigns One Shot

Warnings: Smut, Language, Oral sex (m&f recieving), OC

Word Count: 1,850

OC: __maleeyah on IG

18 +

"I can't believe afrobeat has come this far" I say grinning from ear to ear "A few years ago nobody really knew what it was". My brothers and long time friend Burna Boy sit on the sofa while I put the finishing touches on my makeup. "I mean we're about to take over the stage at the BET Awards" I continue. This year has been so busy for me, tours, award shows, and now a WWE contract under my belt, how could this year get any better? I've released an album with my childhood best friend Damini a.k.a Burna boy, life is great. Just a few years ago I was a girl in Nigeria, broke with a dream. "Sade, the world is yours Ifemi (my love)" Burna Boy says grinning at me. He's always been like another one of my brothers, encouraging and annoying all at the same time. We hear a knock at the door, my eldest brother gets up to open it, we're not expecting anyone.

He opens the door, revealing Triple H. "Hi! Hunter!" I say enthusiastically. Behind him trails a few WWE superstars that I've invited to the show to see me perform. "Come in!" I say standing up. "Thank you so much for the invite, we're all excited to see the performance" He says as he and the superstars walk in. Last behind him is Roman Reigns, with that brooding look he always had on his face. I've been under contract for a few months now and never come across him in the flesh. Hunter introduces the boys and I to all of the superstars. "You look nice" Roman says smoothly, his face still brooding but slightly softened. "Thank you" I feel warmth run across my brown cheeks and that flutter in my stomach, you know the kind you feel right before you get on a ride at an amusement park.

"It's almost time for us to go on, we'd better get going" Burna boy says standing and gesturing for me to leave the room. "It was nice meeting you all, enjoy the show!" I say with a smile, but locking eyes on Roman. Our attire is casual, I sport loose cargo pants and a fitted crop top, white forces on my feet. Burna Boy wears jeans and a loose T Shirt that at some point would come off because it always did. I inhale heavily as he runs out to start the performance. Soon it's my turn and I run out to a roaring crowd, Roman and the other superstars front and center. It feels like my heart is going to explode or beat right out of my chest. The venue is full of roaring screams and the beat of our platinum record. I whine my hips and move to the beat of the song, Roman's eyes locked on my, still stoic in expression.

We finish our three song performance and run off stage. I'm shaking with adrenaline as I jump into Burna Boy's arm. "Oh my god Damini we really just did that shit! Iyanu! (amazing)" I scream. "We did! Did you hear the crowd?" He replies with a grin. Soon we are met again by Hunter and the superstars, all congratulating us and complimenting our performance. I lock eyes with the very tall Roman Reigns, secretly waiting on him to say something to me. His eyes study me the way you would the night before an exam... Up and down slowly while he hold his universal championship across his broad shoulder. I can't help but stare back, taking in all of his 6'3 frame. Burna Boy looks at both of us and chuckles before escorting Hunter and the others away to distract them, leaving Roman and I alone.

"You did great out there" He says interrupting the silence. "Thank you, that means a lot" I say, my eyes stopping at the obvious bulge in his pants. Quickly I bring my eyes back to his, hoping her didn't notice. His crooked smile proves he did indeed see me. "You look" He pauses, studying my body once again "good as hell". I feel my brown cheeks grow warm again. "You don't look half bad either" I reply. "I would rather see you without the outfit on though, if I'm being honest" He says boldly with a smirk. i'm both taken aback and turned on by his boldness, but this is Roman Reigns after all... What was i expecting? "Take me to your room and convince me to let you see" I reply back boldly.He shooks me a smirk and a quiet chuckle before taking my hand and leading the way. --

He opens the door to his room, it smells like he just sprayed cologne. He sits his title on the bedside table, and we sit on the bed. The sexual tension between the two of is quickly fills the room. He softly grabs my face and pulls me into a passionate kiss. I'm already craving him. His soft lips press against mine, I put my hand on the now even bigger bulge I had seen earlier. "Make me want to show you what's under here" I whisper. I feel that smirk creep across his lips again. He unbuckles my pants, sliding his warm hand under my panties and begins rubbing my already throbbing clit. A soft moan escapes my lips, almost in relief that he's touching me. He slides his tongue into my mouth, still circling my clit with his big fingers. Our lips smack together with passion, tongues dancing around each other slowly.

"Convinced?" Roman's deep voice vibrates through my eardrums. "I am" I say biting my lip. He softly pulls at my clothing, encouraging me to slip out of it while he does the same. His big brown eye dig into me like daggers. He slowly shifts his weight on top of me causing me to end up laying on my back. His eyes studying my body like they had earlier on in the night. He presses his warm lips onto mine again, this time I gently bite his bottom lip when we pull away. I can feel the blood rushing through my body while it anticipates what's coming next.

He trails slow soft kisses from my lips, to my neck, to my now sensitive breasts, ending at my throbbing vagina. "You're already wet" Roman says "We're just getting started baby girl". His words shoot through my body while he begins to softly massage my clit with his tongue. Up, down, and in circles he licks slowly but with preciseness. I squirm around unable to handle the sensation. "Don't run from me" He growls softly "Let daddy eat". I let out a loud moan, putting my hand on top of his head taking in a fist full of his long black hair. His tongue swirls perfectly around and around. His eyes meet mine again, this time they're dark with lust. This man is about to take my soul from me, and I would willingly give it to him a million times over.

My mouth drops open as I feel my body fill with the warm sensation of climax. I screech loudly as I close my thick thighs tightly around his head, he continues licking. "Oh my god! Fuck I-" I cut myself off panting, searching for my next breath. He sits up, licking his lips slowly before leaning over me again. He takes his time with everything, making sure he pleases me as if he gets off on seeing me squirm. "Good girl" He whispers in my ear with a smirk. I feel the warmth of his long thick member at the entrance of my vagina. He knows full well that he's teasing me. He kisses my neck while he grabs his member, massaging the entrance of my soaked vagina with it. "It seems like you want me bad" He whispers in my ear again just before pressing his length into me slowly. His eyes continue to study my body, up and down his eyes scan.

He exhales sharply "Damn you feel good" He growls. His member now soaked in my juices. He guides his hip back and forward slowly, deeply, and with passion. His hands meet my sensitive breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers. "Fuck" I scream. Roman closes his eyes, enjoying every second of what's happening. Quiet groans escape his lips "Shit" He whispers. My juices drip onto the bed as he continues to stroke me, deep, hard, passionate. "You like that don't you" Roman growls "You like this dick?". My mouth is open but no words come out. "It's mine now huh?" He continues "Tell me it's mine". Our eyes meet again "It's yours!" I squeal

My body gets that warm feeling again before I reach my climax for the second time. Roman quickly pulls out of me as if he knows he's close but isn't quite done yet. My body is shaking with pleasure, Roman let's me catch my breath, standing in front of me. I look at his huge member, still covered in my juices and then at him. I want him in my throat. I crawl over to him and without hesitation I lick his lip. He lets out a quiet groan. I put his tip in my mouth, teasing him just a bit. "Keep it up you'll have cum on that pretty face of yours" He groans, pulling my hair back from my face. "I might like that" I rebuttal.

I slowly take his length into my mouth, Roman releasing a lustful sigh of relief. I open my jaw wide making sure I can fit all of him in my throat. I begin sucking moving my tongue around his pulsating member, sending him into a frenzy. I look up at Roman, just like he did to me earlier. Our eyes meet "Fuck! You're sexy" He growls lustfully. I softly grab his balls massaging them while I continue sucking him off, never breaking eye contact. His eyes full of shock and pleasure... Like he'd never had that done before. "Oh my god you're gonna fuck around and make me fall in love" Roman says, throwing his head back and groaning.

I feel his length start to twitch. I take him out of my mouth and tap the tip on my tongue ready to receive his load. He lets out a loud moan looking me in my eyes again with those cloudy lust filled eyes. He releases his load onto my tongue and in my mouth. I swallow it all without hesitation. His breathing labored. "Fuck Sade" He says breathing heavily. I smirk and stand up "That dick is mine now huh?" I reply. Roman smirks back "If you want it to be" He replies. As much as I wanted to go again, my body wasn't going to allow it. But..... I have access to him whenever I want since we'll be on smackdown together..... And the dick is mine, after all.

#wwe #roman reigns #wwe smut #wwe fic #roman reigns one shot #the bloodline #wwe oc #smut #smut fic #one shot #slow burn

[rusalkalover]

Succession Characters as Yanderes

A/N: Hey, I'm just having fun here. If this isn't your kind of content, block me! General TW for very unhealthy relationships and uneven power dynamics (obviously) as well as mentions of drugs/non-consensual drugging/drug addiction, kidnapping, and baby-trapping.

Kendall's characterization as a yandere changes with his mood. When he is in one of his manic highs, he's entirely delusional. He's convinced that you're meant to be together. Any resistance from you just means he needs to try harder to win you over. He'll be way too excessive in said attempts—overly expensive gifts and dinners at restaurants that no one can get a table in. One day you'll reminisce about this together, he's sure, laughing about those days when you were playing hard to get.

He will probably try to get you to quit your current job to join Waystar (or whatever else he is working on, depending on where he is in the timeline). If you're in school, he will want to pay for it, but he'll expect you to change your degree to something that suits that sort of business career path. He wants you next to him at all times, both so he knows that you're safe and for his own selfish enjoyment of your presence. (Something something cage door.) He will want you to move in with him as well, and if you don't want to... well, I wouldn't put it past him to use his money and political pull as a billionaire to kidnap you.

When he is low, he is more rational. He'll feel guilty about the way he has hijacked your life, tied you down with a POS such as himself. Of course, as he is Kendall, he'll make this your problem—sort of moping around near you in hopes that you've gone stockholm-syndrome enough to comfort him. I mean, he's just trying to make your life better, right?

Shiv think she's a discreet, expert chess-master. She's really not, and it probably makes it all the more disturbing to be on the receiving end of her affections. I think she probably was simply physically attracted to you at first before quickly spiraling into all-out obsession. She'll play it cool, almost cold in-person, but she's sending you texts at all hours of the day. Your coworkers are suddenly avoiding you, looking frightened. Shiv is half-fawning and half-furious, she can't decide whether she wants to have you happy and all for herself or ruin your life for making her feel this way. She's stronger than this, after all, isn't she?

I think how this will turn out will depend on your reaction. If you fall for her too, she can find an equilibrium. She needs to have someone wholly on her side, and if she feels that's you, she can handle it. She probably won't treat you right, you'll be the spoiled dog on her bed, but hey, that's better than the floor, right? (Now Shiv gets her own Greg, #feminism). But if you keep rejecting her, she will flip her lid. She'll probably settle for screwing your life over then showing up once a month to flaunt what you're missing (while secretly hoping that'll you will finally say you love her this time).

Roman is pathetic. Of course he's pathetic, what did you expect? Similar to Shiv, he'll be horrible in-person—with verbal sexual harassment turned up to eleven. Backhanded compliments will be sandwiched in-between vulgar comments. If anyone even looks at you twice, you won't know it, but suddenly about a million or two has been put aside by Rome to ruin their life. Roman isn't really able to convey his feelings, uh, normally, so all of this will build up until the dam inevitably breaks. He will probably ask you in-between phone calls or over lunch if you want to be his partner in a wayyyyy too practiced casual tone. If you say yes, you will probably get a hysterical giggle and a much more tolerable Roman in the future. If you say no, expect a "god, I can't believe you fell for that" and quite a few insults thrown your way over the rest of the day. He will ask again next week. And the week after that. And the week after that. You can take a joke, can't you?

Connor... well, you've seen the show and his relationship with Willa, right? He is going to throw money at you until you love him. He doesn't need you to love him, even, he just needs you to be by his side. And unfortunately, that is something money can buy. Like Kendall, he will gladly put you through school, if you want, any program or degree. Are your grades dropping? After a few key donations they won't be! He wants you to pursue your passions, to be happy. He'll do his best to get you started in any field. Don't want to work? He can support you! But you're going to live at his ranch, and you're going to hold him when he's sad.

Tom is pretty normal at first, almost an ideal romantic interest. He's very traditional and sweet. Stupid pet names, flowers and chocolates on all the holidays (and when you just happen to be sad!). Then, probably as stress of his work-life at Waystar begins to really take hold, his mask of normalcy begins to break apart. Once more, we have all seen the show—he wants to have a baby, whether you can have one or not. Adoption, surrogacy, there's plenty of alternatives if need be. If you can get pregnant, though, that's the option he's pushing. He cannot lose you, you have to be connected somehow no matter what happens. Oh, and if you're not married already, that's happening too, no time to waste. Suddenly, those comforting midwestern hugs of his seem a lot tighter.

Stewy is a lot of fun until he is no longer fun. While most of the Roy family have the trouble of trying to jump too quickly from Stranger -> Lover, Stewy has no problem being your friend. Honestly, more than any of the yanderes on the list, he doesn't really care about the distinction between platonic/romantic/sexual, between friend/partner/married partner. As long as he's in your life rolling his eyes at stupid people and eating good food, he's happy. Sex and/or a relationship with you is bonus.

But I digress. He'll definitely want to get you in on the pleasures of life, little hedonist that he is. All the best restaurants, all the best events. He just likes seeing you happy. Now, all this fun includes the party scene as well, he's getting you into clubs that no one has heard of. Unfortunately, I think that will lead into what will be the biggest problem with a yandere Stewy—since he won't be a kidnapping control freak like some of the others on here, he needs something to keep you dependent on him, and I think he'll turn to drugs. There will be definitely be pressure from this man to try a whole host of designer drugs, after all, everyone's doing it, even him. Yeah, don't trust him with your drink, he'll slip something in then put it in his own drink as well, calling it a fun party night for you both.

#yandere headcanons #succession x reader #yandere succession #kendall roy x reader #shiv roy x reader #roman roy x reader #stewy hosseini x reader

[romeulusroy]

Succession Preference: Handmade Presents From S/O

Requested: Preference: How the Siblings react to their S.O giving them a handmade gift? (maybe a bouquet of flowers they thoughtfully picked out at a florist themselves, baked goods, a coffee/tea mug they decorated or a homemade meal?) i hope this sounds good!! ♡ - anon

A/N: This is so cute my love!!!! Thank you for requesting!!! I really hope you like it!!! Feedback is always appreciated!!! 💜💜💜

Connor appreciates your home cooked meals to no end. He thanks you forever. It doesn't matter if it took hours or thirty minutes, Connor won't let you live it down. He brags to his siblings all the time about how thoughtful and caring and considerate you are. You try to shrug it off like it's nothing, but he won't have that. Seriously. The only time he ever got anything home cooked was when he was a little kid, maybe once a year if his mother made him eggs or a grilled cheese. You go above and beyond when you cook. You never mind, you love sharing it with him. He compliments everything, making you laugh. Food is how you show your love. Sometimes, when you have the time, you make extra and send it with him to give to his brothers and sister. They love it, too. It's like they've never eaten before. They're all full of compliments and it makes them like you even more, which doesn't hurt either.

Kendall loves when you bake anything, but especially when you bake something he loves. You've been doing this since you were dating, but now that you're married it's become a rare occurrence. With work and life you don't always have the time. When you do, you like to send him to the office with everyone's favorites. Logan's blueberry muffins, Gerri's lemon squares, Karl's cinnamon rolls. You make extras of Kendall's favorites so he can have them at home and at work, surprising him when he gets home and the Tupperware is empty. It makes him feel so loved, so appreciated. He's a menace in the kitchen, always wanting to taste the raw batter and lick the icing. When you do it, it means you really thought about him, what he likes, what makes him happy. Not many people have done that in his life. But you? You make time for him and his happiness and that is priceless. It reminds him that he is capable of being loved.

Shiv isn't sure what to say. It's perfect. A bouquet of all her favorite flowers and colors in a vase she didn't even know either of you owned. Next to it is a little card with her name wishing her a good day. It sits on her office desk, just waiting for her. No one had ever done anything like this for her. Not her family, not Tom. She wasn't even sure he knew any one of her favorite flowers, and yet you had them all. You didn't sign the card, but you didn't have to. Tears well up in her eyes, but she's quick to blink them away. It's beautiful. She doesn't want to touch it or move it out of fear that petals might fall off. Once word spreads that you got specialized flowers sent to the office, the jokes start flowing in. She doesn't care what anyone has to say about this, especially her father and brothers. She feels so loved and seen, the most she's ever felt in her life. When she gets home she talks lightly of it, thanking you, but you can see the smile she's trying to hide. This small act means the world to her.

Roman is shocked. He doesn't know what to say. You start to feel insecure, like this wasn't something he'd like let along love. Under the ribbon and wrapping paper is a handmade mug with the date you officially became a couple. It was a little misshapen, but other than that it was perfect. You'd picked out the perfect color palette, too. All his favorite colors. No one had ever done anything like this for him before. No one has ever thought about him so thoughtfully. Roman holds out his hands, careful, scared he's going to break it. He looks it over a few times and holds it close before realizing who he's supposed to be. This fucking thing, it's, it's- thank you. That's the last thing he says about it. You catch him using it almost every day, holding it with both hands, hand washing it. He truly loves it. So much. It's his most prized possession. He never says anything about it again, though you catch him going through every cupboard looking for it, mumbling to himself. It's right in front of you, Rome. He breathes a huge sigh of relief. If he lost it or broke it he's not sure what he'd do.

#requested #prefrence #headcanon #connor roy #connor roy headcanon #connor roy x reader #kendall roy #kendall roy x reader #kendall roy headcanon #shiv roy #shiv roy headcanon #shiv roy x reader #roman roy #roman roy headcanon #roman roy heeadcanon #succession #succession headcanon #succession x reader

[shalscumbunny]

Hi I was wondering if you wrote for uvogin, I couldn’t find a rules or request post on your page. If you do, could you maybe write Uvogin x Warlord!reader? If not it’s fine :)

Have a nice day/night!

First of all! Hello! How are you? All good? 🩶 Sorry for taking so long to respond to your request 🥺

I'll assume it as a gender neutral reader since you didn't specify, I hope you don't mind and I also hope my interpretation of "Warlord" is okay.

Uvogin x Warlord!Reader

🩶 We will start with the fact that literally your philosophy of life associated with war and fighting caught his attention deeply, he does not want to admit it but he loves that war is your way of leading your people and obtaining things, it is somehow similar to his philosophy to steal whatever he wants (Your heart coming soon), which often includes the use of violence, which apparently you enjoy to a certain extent.

🩶 However, I believe that a Warlord is someone elegant, who loves respect and is attached to hierarchies and unfortunately Uvogin is only well related to the third (Since we all know that barbaric, rude and disrespectful behavior that he usually has).

🩶 But somehow he catches your attention because of how determined and loyal he is, you approach him out of curiosity, the two of you are alert against the other, recognizing the strength you have, but Uvogin can't help but raise his chin and improve a little his posture when you approach him.

🩶 You both have a couple of wounds on your bodies and are a little tired, but you have no intention of fighting, you discharge the bullets into your gun but you don't let go of the gun, he doesn't back away from you, he just watches you stand in front of him with a powerful expression which does not intimidate him but attracts him immensely.

🩶 He feel a strange warm sensation in his stomach as you use the gun as an extension of your hand to direct his chin and his gaze in your direction as you smile at him.

🩶 “You are a very interesting barbarian, so much so that it is impossible for me to find you unpleasant” You say with a flaming look in your eyes directed especially at him, only at him, you had probably never looked at someone that way in your entire life.

🩶 "Barbarians? I think we haven't been in Roman times for a while, you know?" He can't help but laugh at your comment “I feel like I should be offended, but if you look at me like that I can't help but take it as a compliment”.

Thank you for reading this shit 🩶

#hxh #hunter x hunter #phantom troupe #genei ryodan #hxh x reader #uvogin #hxh uvo #uvogin x reader

[multi-fandomedfreak]

Fic idea: How might the Sides help with writer's block?

Authors note: I wrote Janus and Remus for this one!! Which is why this took a tad longer than usual lol

⚠️ Warnings ⚠️: Remus making dirty comments

👑 Roman 👑

-Oooh writers block with Roman is ALMOST non existent

-He’s creativity after all so he would come up with the most extravagant things

-Would definitely use this as an opportunity to spend time alone with you in the Mindscape place and create whatever came to mind to help inspire you

-DAYDREAM MODE ACTIVATED

-He’ll do EVERYTHING to help you beat writers block, which also gives him an excuse to be as dramatic as possible

-Aww I also feel like the moment he has an idea he doesn’t even say anything he just rushes to the nearest writing utensil and writes it down before he forgets

-Just know asking for Romans help with writers block will have you both exhausted but happy

-exhausted mainly because of all the running around and happy that you both got to do all that together

-You definitely got an idea about what to write

💙 Logan 💙

-ABSOLUTELY LOVES IT WHEN YOU ASK HIM FOR HELP WITH WRITERS BLOCK

-Obviously calm and collected on the outside but on the inside he is so darn happy

-It just makes him feel very important and will take it very seriously

-He’ll research various topics with you, look at art/pictures, take notes of things, etc.

-Expect so. much. info dumping.

-But hey it really does help with drumming up some good ideas

-By the end of it, you’ll have like more than 5 pages worth of notes to help you with your writers block

-He’ll somehow even throw out MORE ideas as he helps you write whatever it is that you’re writing

-Literally a human grammarly so he’s always pointing out where you can improve your grammar

-Likes to compliment certain parts of your work in order to keep you motivated tho

-If you drink coffee, your both probably buzzing off of the amount of caffeine you guys drank during the reasearch

🍪 Patton 🍪

-At first he’ll ask, “what’s writers block?”

-Once you explain it tho, he’ll try drumming up any ideas on how to help

-I feel like his idea of getting you inspired will be stuff like, talking a walk to maybe help clear your head or baking/ cooking something for you

-Probably takes you to his room hoping that all the nostalgic stuff he has in it will help

-He’s trying his best lol

-He’ll probably get distracted with the things in his room and has to be constantly reminded of the task at hand

-Somehow that helps?? Like seeing him organically do stuff and not trying to help you get inspired, helps with the writers block

-With Patton it just really depends if he does or says something that somehow triggers inspiration

-Gives you cookies and milk as you work once you get past writers block

💜 Virgil 💜

-Once you ask him, you both probably sit on his bed trying to think of something

-Till Virgil suggests you listen to some music that will help you

-He puts on ALL his favorite albums

-Puts on Paramore, MCR, Evanescence, and probably the soundtrack of his favorite musicals/movies

-Probably suggests watching some movies to hopefully get inspired

-Tries not to panic when it doesn’t seem to work

-But it does work since you both end up talking in depth about the movies and songs

-It ends up being a veryyyyy long conversation since he’s very passionate about his interests

-And you love listening to him

-Once you sit down and get to work on the thing you wanna write, he’s there sitting with you to help bounce ideas off one another

-Kinda like Logan, will be vibrating from the amount of coffee he’s drank

-Once you asked him to help with writers block, he helped you through the whole day

-And I mean, the whole day

-You’re just both very relieved you finally got through writers block

🐍 Janus 🐍

-“You must be truly desperate to come to me for help.”

-Ok Loki nobody asked for ur opinion

-Will reluctantly help (he would love to help he’s just being janus. he’s actually jumping with joy on the inside that you asked him for help)

-He’ll probably try telling you stories that are completely made up to hopefully get ur creative juices flowing

-Yes he goes through the effort to make up stories to tell you

-Probably will take you to the library to help research various topics

-Why not just look it up? Bc he likes the quiet atmosphere

-Not at all bc he wants to put actual effort into helping you

-He’s gonna be a diva about it tho

-Surprisingly is very keen on helping you get motivated and when you think about giving up, he simply won’t allow it

-He gets you up and running

-Probably promises to get you something as a reward for getting through writers block

-One of the few times he’s not actually lying

-Once you do come up with an idea, he’ll probably make little sassy remarks about your work

-Know he doesn’t actually mean it, he just says it on instinct

-Oh and your reward? He can’t bring himself to give it to you in person so he just leaves it somewhere he knows you’ll find it

💚 Remus 💚

-Oh gosh, you almost regret asking him for help with writers block

-Bc he will go into gremlin mode and just do the most out of pocket things ever

-“To help your creative - and other- juices flow!!” he says

-Immediately gets hit upside the head for that little comment

-But, anyways, if you need help writing some messed up stuff or something; he’s the best guy for the job

-Just imagine him being as extra as Roman but much more…disturbing

-He won’t stop making dirty jokes/comments through the whole thing

-But he surprisingly does a good job at helping you out with writers block

-Of course you both will most likely get sidetracked bc Remus is being Remus

-Just know you you’ll be both disturbed but entertained when it comes to asking Remus for help

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #thomas sanders sides #virgil sanders #logan sanders #roman sanders #sanders sides x reader #patton sanders #janus sanders #remus sanders #sanders sides headcanon #roman x reader #logan x reader #Patton x reader #Virgil x reader #janus x reader #remus x reader

[mediocre-shark-tales]

Fated by the Stars (8)

Straykids ot8 x Reader

Warnings - Mentions of spiking drink, sexual themes, impregnanting talk, teasing, Swearing, naming calling, and Mentions of alcohol.

Summary - The boys are enthralled with you during the party, however the second they have to leave your side to give a group speech. Of course that is when the enemy strikes, leaving behind a mess in their wake.

Masterlist

The song slowly came to an end as we pulled up to the huge mansion like building. The architecture was beautiful, with lime stone walls and roman columns. Wooyoung parked in a large secured parking lot next to the building. He got out first and ran around to open the door for me. I gave him a smile and took his hand, carefully getting out of the car. I had to make sure I didn't step on the dress or anything. Once the door was shut, I heard the sound of multiple feet walking towards us as someone called for Wooyoung.

I saw a group of seven other men came over, Wooyoung stepped out of the way so they could see me too. All of there faces looked upon me with equal astonishment. "Wow, is that y/n? From Chan's pack?" One asked. Wooyoung nodded. "She is, due just got done dolling her up. Oh Y/n" He looked at me. "This is my pack." He pointed and began to list off their names from left to right. "We are the Halazia pack to outsiders. But now you are my friend, so you don't have to call us that." I nodded. "Nice to meet you all, I hope to become your friend as well." I heard coos and agreement around me. "Awe you are just the sweetest little thing. I'm glad Chan and the boys are fated to you." Seonghwa said. Amongst this group, there were 4 alphas, 2 betas, and 2 Omega's. One of those omega's being Wooyoung of course.

I blushed at their compliments, however Wooyoung had my back. "Come on chill out boys, can't let her accidentally ruin her make up. Plus her pack has no idea how gorgeous she looks right now." Wooyoung held my hand and began to lead me inside. I was still trying to get used to walking in heels. The time I spent practicing with Jisung and Minho must have really paid off.

Walking inside with Wooyoung and His pack surrounding me, I saw other faces look to us astonished by the beauty in one small area. I felt like an angel surrounded by heavens most handsome men. I could only imagine how beautiful my own pack would look.

It only took me a second to spot them, they had yet to spot me. Wooyoung brought me down the steps, his pack following closely behind me. The crowd parted like the sea, I guess these boys usually beeline for my boys at stuff like this. Otherwise why would they so naturally part for us.

Finally the boys looked over, making eye contact with me. Their faces instantly dropped from smiles, but not in a bad way. They were filled with some much love and astonishment. Quickly walking up to me and the others. "Oh my moon goddess, my 'mega. You are more gorgeous than I could ever describe or even imagine." Chan said as he gently grabbed my hands. I too was enthralled and enchanted by each of their own personal beauty. Minho and Jisung had done such a lovely job at designing the perfect outfit to enhance everyones own beauty.

"You guys all look so ethereal yourselves." I said softly to them. I saw each one blush different hues and shades or red or pink. "Thank you for today Wooyoung" Jisung said giving him as smile. Wooyoung nodded and smiled himself. "she's as adorable as you guys talk about, I'm glad to have earned her friendship. I was sure to give my number to her so we can meet up later." He responded. Chan then pulled me up against him closer. "If you won't mind us, we would love to show our Omega how to have a good time here." Hongjoong spoke for the pack this time. Pack alpha to Pack alpha. "No worries, I expected as much from a newly completed mated pack. I can only imagine how much worse you will be when you all finally give her the pack mark." I heard him laugh before they all walked away.

Chan gently pulled me into their circle, placing me in the center among them. Each one placed a hand on me, Minho spoke first. "Give us a moment to fix your scent, no matter how much we love those guys, we still would rather you smell more of us." Everyone was given a chance to pull my closer, giving me a kiss and scenting me a little.

Once they were satisfied, Felix grabbed my hand and began to lead me to a nearby circle booth. He helped me slide in, so I sat in the middle amongst my boys. Jeongin and Seungmin Sat immediately next to me, the younger having his arm around my waist. Seungmin had his hand spread out on my thigh. Both their hands on me like this, I began to feel warmer as my thoughts plummeted from the heavens to the kinkiest ring of hell.

All their eyes were on me, this time Hyunjin spoke for the pack. "We already new you were beautiful, but tonight you are down right gorgeous 'mega. I'm so glad we get to experience this night with you." I smiled "I'm glad to be here with you guys aswell. You all look even more impossibly handsome tonight than I thought possible." I saw their faces all blush or shy away at my compliment.

I felt myself begin to slowly smile wider at them. I glanced around a bit as we sat here in comfortable silence. That's when I noticed the drinks, I was thirsty.

I glanced around to see everyone in their own conversations. So I gently placed my hand on Seungmins, to get his attention when he was done talking. They both stopped talking and looked at me. Looking between Seungmin and Jisung I asked, "Can I get a drink please?" Seungmin nodded but Jisung spoke first. "Have you ever had alcohol sweetie?" I shook my head no. "Okay then we will go get you a non-alcoholic drink for today." I agreed and watched as were both let out to go get me and a few others some drinks.

When they left, I felt someones hand pull me flush against their side. I looked up to see a smirking Jeongin looking back down at me. I felt his hand begin to wander up and down my waist. Caressing me gently while he continued to talk to Changbin about whatever. I couldn't pay attention as his hand slowly wrapped farther around my waist. Making his way slowly down to my heat, with every second I could feel myself twitching in anticipation.

My blush quickly returned to my cheeks when he finally had the tips of his fingers over my mound. His fingers lightly drawing circles over my clit. I could feel myself becoming slicker, the movements and scents of my pack around me were getting me drunk on the love.

I bit my lip trying to control my moans, I placed my hand on jeongins trying to get his attention. I didn't want everyone to smell my slick as he enticed it out of me. However it was too late as Chan growled. "Jeongin, there is still another 3 hours before we can leave, please do not make us suffer from the enchanting scent that is our mate's slick."

I blushed some more, before Seungmin and Jisung returned. Handing me my juice and the others their alcohol. We sat here for another long while, just indulging in each others presence and conversation. But after a while I was becoming bored, so I looked over and asked to be let out of the booth. "Whats wrong baby?" I smiled at him. "I would just like to go dance for a bit, have some fun you know?" I got a smile back before Hyunjin and Minho Both spoke up again. "Allow us gorgeous, we will take you." Minho said, followed by Hyunjin saying "I've wanted to dance with you for a while babe." I agreed

The boys let me out, as the other two grabbed my hands gently. Leading me down to the dance floor. Once we found an open spot deep in to the mosh pit, I was sandwiched between them both. The first song to play was talk dirty by Jason derulo. I smiled and decided to play a little bit with the alpha and beta I was sandwiched between. Minho was being me, so I began to grind against him in during the chorus of the song. My hands caressed and glided over hyunjins front. As another beat drops came I pulled him by the collar down to my face, mouthing the words "talk dirty to me." Then I let him go and watched as his face went from surprise to an equally evil smirk as mine.

I felt hands grab onto my hips, as Minho began to grind back into me. I could feel his growing and hardening bulge against my ass. It was leaving enough to imagination, just thinking about taking every single pack mate. Making them feel as good as I feel, being a good 'mega for them. "Someones being a little pushy today. Is our omega just that desperate for our knots?" I whined leaning back against Minho as he whispered into my ear. However hyunjin grabbed my chin, running his thumb below my lips. Barely catching my bottom lip as he passed over. "I think she just want to get pumped full of our cum, to make sure she gets pregnant with our pups." I felt myself shy away, those words having me aching more at the thought.

I felt them begin to travel their hands up and down my body hungrier. "I wish we could satisfy your wants darling, but we have to give our end of the night speech before we can leave. I'm sure we can convince chan to speed this up for us to leave." I nodded whimpering out a please.

With that they gently began to lead me back to the booth where the rest sat still. Minho let go and whispered to Chan for a bit. The formers eyes growing darker as he looks me up and down, a small flame of hunger hidden beneath those dark brown irises. He nodded and stood up walking slowly towards me. He took my hands in his and looked deep into my eyes.

"wait here for us pretty girl, we won't be long and then we can leave." I nodded and he gave my forehead a kiss before leading me to the now empty booth. Helping me to sit down and placing my drink in front of me.

I watched them all walk off to the main area, but as they disappeared into he crowd I lost sight of them. However, with them gone it seems that the devil got his own confidence.

As that awful smell, one I hoped I would never remember or experience again, it began to fill my space. Looking over to where it was coming from, I saw him. The man who filled my nightmares, left my scars. Scars that were either visible or mental. I could feel my instinct taking over, wanting to shy away from the alpha near me. My anxiety spiked more as he sat down across from me. "Well hello there Princess?" SangJun said with an ounce a venom spilling out. "Did you have a fun time playing pretend? It's time for you to come back home bitch. You were birthed for me, you are mine." Those last words ignited something in me as I growled at him. I saw surprise flash throughout his eyes.

"Oh shut up bitch, you know you deserve everything I am gonna do to you. You ran away from your pack, you were selfish and unruly. You are nothing without me, I am your alpha. Not some hot shot pack that doesn't know how omega's are supposed to be kept. Which is out of sight and silent. You are here to be my doll." He spoke to me. That when I barked at him, growling intensifying as the words I have always wanted to say spilled from my lips.

"You are the selfish one here Jun. You go around pulling everyone who holds no worth to you down. In the beginning, I thought you were everything I ever needed. Which was so childish of me, but what can you expect from an actual child. But now I have seen what the world really thinks, I know that you are one of few pack who still lead with the same mindset. Out here, Omegas are cherished and loved. Our rarity among the population makes us more worthy of love than you or anyone who follows you. My pack is my fated pack, they are my fated mates. You have no say over what the moon goddess chooses. You can't undo my love for them or their love for me. By the goddess, I wish to hurt you the exact same way you hurt me if not worse."

I wish I had paid more attention to his hands in that moment looking back on it now. Once he stood up, all he said was. "You will come looking for me soon princess, if not then I will come for you and nothing will stop me from getting you." He caressed my cheek and walked away. I rubbed my cheek trying to remove his acidic scent. Tears brimming my eyes as I tried my best to hold it back.

I took a big gulp of my drink and finally saw the boys walking over, but as they saw me their face dropped. They're paced picked upas they came closer, Changbin and Felix Knealed in front of me. The former spoke first, "What happened darling?" I sighed. "Sang-Jun is here, please can we leave now?" They all nodded and I took another gulp of my drink, however this time I recognized a very subtle flavor. It wasn't there when I had been drinking it earlier.

My heart dropped, it was the same drug Jun used to give me. One that forced me into a heat, making me easier to persuade as the Omega headspace would take over for me. I looked back at the boys with a now scared face. "We need to leave quickly. I'll explain later please." I began to cry. Changbin picked me up easily and began to carry me out the building. They speed walked to not grab any unwanted attention.

When we were outside, they beelined it to the pack van. Chan and Felix jumping in front. The Maknaes piled into the back, and I sat on Changbins lap with Hyunjin and Minho on either side. I could feel the beginnings of the forced heat slowly increase in intensity. I whined and situated myself to changbins thigh, rocking slightly against it. The double slit dress making it very easy to move as I wished.

I heard the growls of all pack members as my natural scent began to sweeten even more due to my heat. "He spiked my drink, it's the same drug he used to use to force me into heat during his ruts. it has a distinct but subtle flavor." I explained as quickly as I could, before the heat would take over too much for me to think straight.

"Don't worry omega, we got you. We will take good care of you, don't be nervous." I heard changbin growl out into my ear. Minho speaking next. "And when this is all over, we will make sure that sorry excuse for a man is run through the ground till he is six feet below. We have had enough of his antics."

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#alpha beta omega #bang chan #childhood trauma #han jisung #hwang hyunjin #kim seungmin #lee felix #lee minho #omegaverse #seo changbin #x reader #tragic #yang jeongin #stray kids

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Just One Smile

Pairing: Solo Sikoa x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Fluff!

Word Count: 1,401

Summary: You've never seen Solo smile before, so with a little help from a friend, you make it your mission.

A/N: I'm sorry, but I'll never stop writing for the whole Bloodline, including Sami. Hope You Enjoy!

You sat in the catering with the Bloodline, listening to the story Sami was telling. "Yeah, so I get on the dance floor and I'm doing my little dance." Sami began doing an awful, but funny dance in his seat, causing everyone to laugh.

The table was full of laughter, but when you looked at Solo, he was sitting there like a rock. "Solo, why aren't you laughing?" You called out, everyone's attention turning to Solo. "It wasn't funny." He said, shrugging his shoulders.

You squint your eyes at him in deep thinking. "Y'know, now that I think about it, I've never seen you smile, or heard you laugh." Sami thought about it as well. "Actually me too. Solo, why don't you smile for us?" Solo shook his head in disagreement.

"Oh come on, at least a laugh!" You pleaded, but he didn't budge. "Good luck trying to get something out of him. It took me long enough to get him to agree with me." Paul said, grabbing Roman's titles and walking away.

You huffed in your seat, crossing your arms over your chest. "I'm gonna see those pearly white teeth and your mouth curving upwards even if it's the last thing I see." The twins and Sami laughed at your determination, but Solo sat there with his classic expression.

-

The first day you went for a classic joke. Nothing can go wrong with a joke, right?

You walked in the locker room, sitting next to Solo. "Hey, Y/n." The team greeted you. "Hey boys." You greeted back. Y'all talked about what would happen tonight during the promo, when something reminds you.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" Everyone looked at you from your sudden outburst. "Why did the old man fall into the well?" You waited a couple of seconds, but no one answered. "Because he couldn't see well!" Sami busted out laughing, causing Jey and Jimmy to start laughing.

Roman soon followed after, laughing at the reaction your stupid joke got out of the boys. When you looked at Solo, he was still stoned, looking at everyone like they were crazy. "Oh man, come on Solo. You can't tell me that wasn't funny." Sami said, wiping a tear from his eyes.

Solo looked at him dead in the eyes and shook his head. With a groan, you left, going to go talk to some girls.

-

On the second day you planned something a little better than the first day and that was a prank.

The prank consisted of getting a coffee, but instead of putting sugar you put salt and give it to someone."Hey guys, do y'all want coffee?" The boys said 'yes', taking money out, and handing it to you.

"Yeah, let me get some with just sugar." You nodded your head at Jey's request. You went to the catering and fixed the cups like normal until you got to Jey's. You grabbed the salt packet and poured it all in his coffee.

With a little mix from a spoon, you closed the lid and walked back to the locker room. "Here you go." You passed out the cups, and watched Jey carefully. "Mmm, this is good." Jimmy's compliment. Jey finally brought the cup to his mouth and with one sip, he instantly spit it out.

You began laughing at his reaction, making everyone look at you. "Ew, why the hell is it salty!" Jimmy started laughing, remembering a time Jey did that to him. Jey gave you a death glare with you and Sami shared a laugh.

"Did you really put salt in it?" You nodded your head, not being able to get any words out. Even though Jey got pranked, he was still laughing.

When you looked at Solo, he still had no expression. He only shook his head in shame, watching everyone laugh.

-

People always say the 3rd time’s the charm, right? Well hopefully this is when he breaks. You've been going easy on him, but now you weren't playing any games. You were gonna see him smile or laugh today.

This time you were gonna get help from one of Solo's old enemies, Boa. It might sound bad, but maybe it will get him to laugh. Basically, you and Boa were gonna pretend to get into an argument, so Solo could hear.

Most likely, he'll come over ready to fight, and then you'll get in the middle of them acting like a pick me girl. Basically, the Kissing Booth scene. It will throw everyone off guard and probably get a good laugh.

"Thanks again for this, Boa." Boa brushed you off. "It's fine, as long as I get to kiss him off one last time, I'm satisfied." You laughed, shaking your head. You both stopped near the Bloodline's locker room door.

"You remember the plan?" Boa nodded his head and you both sprung into action. "Boa, for the last time leave me alone!" Boa shook his head. "Come on, baby, just give me one chance and I'll show you what a real man is."

You rolled your eyes with a scoff. "No! Go find someone else, I'm not interested!" You opened the door, seeing everyone looking at you. "Y/n, I'm not gonna tell you again. Give me a chance!" Boa quickly grabbed your arm, spinning you around.

Solo was quick to get up, pulling you back behind him. "Oh Solo, long time no see." Boa smirked, looking at him up and down. "Now if you'll excuse me, me andY/n were having a talk." Boa attempted to reach behind him, but Solo grabbed his arm, giving him a daring look.

"If you don't let me go, I'll make you." Solo stepped closer, making them chest to chest, staring at each other. You got in between them, pushing yourself between them. "Hey, Solo, don't." Solo still started at Boa. "Hey, Solo, look at me. This isn't you." You put yours hands on his chest, gently pushing him back

The twins and Sami broke the serious moment, laughing in the background. They all understood the reference. Boa stopped his act, giving a laugh too while you joined in. It was the most pick me thing you've ever said. Solo mumbled something under his breath before waking off.

He couldn't believe you played with his emotions like that all for some stupid laugh. The twins stopped laughing, giving each other a knowing look. "Yo Uce, I think he's actually mad." You stopped laughing, looking at the direction he walked in.

"I'll go talk to him." You asked staff members which way he went and found him sitting in a dark area with boxes and crates. "Solo?" He had his back to you, not answering. You walked up beside him and sat down. "I'm sorry, if you're mad at me."

Solo didn't even spare you a glance nor opened his mouth. "Oh come on, you can't be mad at me forever!" You said, scooting around him to see his face, but he turned his head away. "Solo? Talk to me, please?" A frown formed on your face, as you felt tears form in your eyes.

Did you just ruin an important friendship? "Well, if you don't wanna talk to me, can you at least smile for me?" Solo broke character, finally looking at you. "Seriously, Y/n?" You shrugged your shoulders. "Just one smile?"

Solo finally gave in, smiling and laughing while shaking his head. "I wasn't about to talk to you for the rest of my life and all you wanted was a smile?" Your eyes grew wide as you looked at his face.

You jumped up, matching his smile, but bigger. "Yes, I did it! I got him to smile and laugh, and on the same day? Man, I'm too good!" You cheered loudly, wrestlers and staff members turning to you. You began running down the hall. "Y/n!" Solo grumbled getting up to chase after you.

-

"See I told you she would get him to laugh. Where's my $50?" Jimmy growled at Jey's request.

Unbeknownst to you and Solo, the brothers betted on if you could make him laugh by the end of the week and all it took was 3 days.

"Wanna make another bet?" Jimmy nodded his head at the thought of getting his money back. "If they get together within the end of this month, the loser pays the winner $50."

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