#he's 5 today. so proud of him. what a special boy

[twi-liight]

Petty Jealousy ❣

Tav's companions cannot fathom them potentially having other friends. ❥ Astarion/reader, Astarion/Tav, but also Companions/reader. I'm a Tavrem supremacist. ❥ Contains my own personal headcanon for why the companions call them "Tav" instead of their first name, which is justification for me loopholing the eternal problem of xreader writers having to wince when they use "F/N" or "Y/N". ❥ They/them pronouns for Tav/reader!

“Look,” Astarion hisses, “look at that!” 

5 pairs of eyes land on the offender of the night (which, to their surprise, isn’t Astarion) who conversed pleasantly with the leader of their party. A half-elf with a sharp jaw, proud brow, and mirthful eyes looks extraordinarily ordinary compared to their merry band of freaks. 

“Who is that, again?” Shadowheart asks absently. “Tav suggested I rest for today instead of mapping out the Underdark with the party, and the next thing I know, they’ve brought back another little companion.” 

Astarion’s jaw twitches. He snaps out, “Companion or complication?”

Gale crosses his arms, shrugging, used to Astarion’s temper running hot then cold. “His name is Nilmorn - a luthier. Tav took an interest in his wares. He makes a living selling stringed instruments in the Underdark. Strange place to sell such things.” 

Ugh. Astarion sighs, shaking his head. Leave it to Gale to traipse over the obvious. A sharpened mind like his would surely know that this Nilmorn has no place here, if not to be a bloodbag for him to slurp on. Beyond that, what use does this pretty boy have? Nilmorn sells wares that are utterly useless to them. He’s quite boring and one-dimensional, too, a character that strays too much into the side of “moral good” for Astarion to tolerate. 

 “Yes, yes, Gale, but have you considered how strange it is that he has invited himself to our camp?” Astarion flares out his hand towards the wizard, as if handing him common sense on his palm. 

“I,” Gale begins, blinking his wet, beautiful brown eyes at Astarion, “invited myself to this journey, Astarion. I am quite hurt you forgot. I thought what we had was special!” 

“Yes, but you’re weird!” Astarion exclaims. “You’re a freak with a bomb in your body because of your situationship with Mystra! That,” Astarion points an accusatory finger in the direction of Nilmorn, in which 5 pairs of eyes look at him again, “is someone so unbelievably normal he doesn’t even have any, any…” He gestures, articulates with his hands to placate his words. 

“No dubious motives?” Shadowheart offers, a smirk coyly playing on her lips. 

“No complicated backstory?” Wyll pipes in. Astarion’s eyes flicker to him, and irritation seeps into his skin when he finds Wyll smiling wryly, as if the warlock is in on some joke he is not picking up on. “No, I don’t know, god that has let him down in some way, shape, or form?” 

“Certainly no skills for fighting.” Lae’zel, thank the gods for Lae’zel. Her smooth voice hides none of her displeasure, and those sharp, slitted eyes stare across the fire to dig daggers into Nilmorn’s back. “Useless. We have no need for string-ed instruments. Let Tav pick one, and send this half-elf on his way.” 

Yes. Yes. Astarion nods eagerly.

“Hmmm. I almost envy his mundaneity,” Karlach adds,  “but I mean, he’s not that bad, Astari. Man’s just trying to make the world a better place, one string at a time.” 

Astarion almost throws up. He looks to the other companions helplessly. “Darlings. Please tell me you are not going to let Karlach get away with saying something so putridly motivational.” 

Karlach tosses her head back and cackles, much to Astarion's chagrin.

“Something is obviously bothering you,” Shadowheart states bluntly. Her green eyes watch his expression carefully in the firelight; she finds something there, but does not say it outright. With an exhale through her nose, as if it is painful for her to attempt a conversation with him, Shadowheart decides to throw him a bone: “Are you jealous?” 

He does not catch the bone. The bone slams right into his head as he stares at Shadowheart, slack-jawed and scandalized. Him? Jealous? “You must be joking.”

“Aw,” Shadowheart croons, another one of her insufferable smirks toying on her lips, “you are.” 

If he had mindflayer powers beyond reading her reprehensible surface-level thoughts, he would make Shadowheart’s head explode. Or something. 

He must establish his dignity in the group once more. He cannot handle more of this, especially not with Wyll grinning so wide, not self-aware enough that if he did not have a sexy demon controlling his life because he didn’t read the terms of conditions of a motherfucking contract, Astarion would bully him more.

“That is not the point here. Look,” he says. “I am just saying that our Tav is desirable in every way. Physically, we can all agree that Tav is attractive. Yes?” 

Yes. They all nod their heads. 

“Tav is a little strange, but they are our leader, and they got us this far somehow. Who knew caring about other people could go a long way.” 

Yes. They all nod their heads, except Wyll and Karlach, who look amongst the group with sheer disappointment on their faces. “Gods,” Karlach groans into her hand, “we– we need to unpack that later, gang. That’s just really sad.” 

“Lastly, Tav is strong. Strong enough to split apart the mountains and the sky, I imagine.” Strong enough to bury Cazador into the ground, hopefully. “Strong enough to face a god unwaveringly. Strong enough to persevere. Strong enough to be kind, despite everything. Despite what they think, they are charismatic, and they are the entire package. The only person who does not know of their value is Tav themselves.” 

They watch Tav’s lips quirk into a smile as Nilmorn holds a lyre out for them upon his smooth hands. Smooth, no sign of scars, no sign of complications. Just so unbearably mundane. Unbearably good. Unbearably kind. 

Unbearably unaware of their true nature.

Nilmorn does not know why they nicknamed them Tav, despite their name being [F/N]. Their unstoppable quench to loot everything and anything set back their timeline by weeks, no doubt. Reaching into barrels, reaching into the pockets of bandits, reaching into damn silk cocoons, reaching into whatever their curious little hands can salvage. It annoyed Astarion at first, but then Tav would find all of these weapons and armors and foods and coins and books. Normalcies and luxuries that made camp life feel less of a drab and more exciting. 

The gleaming, golden dagger at his side? They found it. The boots, the armor, the enchanted rings and necklaces they either found, bartered, or killed for their companions. Thus - Tav, short for tavara, the word meaning wares and merchandise; a clever little nickname Gale came up for their leader who is too good for all of them combined. 

“Any other party could whisk them away, you know,” Astarion says. “Tav could find a party of good, decent people, unlike any of us, without the mess and complication and hurt we cause them, and leave. Remember, my dears. It is not us who is irreplaceable. It is Tav.” 

How long would Tav tolerate him? Not long, he thinks. Long enough until he has expended his use for them, surely, but not forever. That's why anyone who wants Tav beyond sex or strength is a threat. If he hadn’t seduced his way into their heart, he wouldn’t be here where he stands, with a group of people who make him feel a little less alone. 

No doubt he would be in a cage on the back of a covered wagon that belongs to that disgusting gyr, Gandrel, his chain to Cazador growing shorter and shorter.

Silence. Tense and still. They watch as Tav laughs lightly, eyes alighting with amusement as Nilmorn cracks another joke. 

"You should meet my other companions," they hear Nilmorn offer, "I just know they would love to have you."

Revelation slams into each and every one of them like a magic missile.

“He’s not that funny,” Shadowheart mutters. She bends down, hands gripping tightly around the handle of her mace. “I don’t know why they are laughing that hard.”

“He can try to leave with his head on his shoulders,” snarls Lae’zel, “just say the word, Astarion.” 

Excellent. 

“What-” Wyll turns to Gale and Karlach. “We should stop them, shouldn’t we? There are no implications of this man trying to steal Tav away, he's just being nice, you worthless cunts! This is not fair to him!” 

“We’re in the Underdark, aren’t we? Super deep. Doubt anyone who cares for him will come looking for him.” 

“Karlach!” 

“Astute observation! To make this all a little easier on us, I can most certainly put this man to sleep.” 

“Gale?!” 

“Go on, Lae’zel,” Astarion grins wickedly, “attack!”

“Oh, hells,” Wyll stumbles back, then turns quickly to the other direction towards Halsin. “Halsin! Halsin - they’re trying to murder someone again!” 

❥ Additional links: kofi | ao3

#baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #astarion x reader #astarion x you #gale x reader #gale x you #shadowheart x reader #shadowheart x you #lae'zel x reader #lae'zel x you #karlach x reader #karlach x you #bg3 x reader #bg3 x you #baldur's gate 3 x reader #baldur's gate 3 x you #poor nilmorn. just wanted to sell his lil instruments. dies because he smiles too prettily

[kafkasmuses]

thirsty — coriolanus + reader : the capitol’s star player, golden boy, coriolanus snow had an odd obsession with the water girl, and what other liquids she could provide for him. 

tags : MDNI! 18+!! soccer ! tbosas au, bimbo ! reader,  squirtingggggggggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!!, fingering, pussy play, nicknames (dollface, various barbies, princess), filthy filthy stuff fr, might be a SLIGHTTTT piss kink fic, princess / special treatment, overstimulation, public sex (semi but still), voyeurism 

a / n : AND BOY I I FANTASIZE ABOUT IT ALL THE TIME IF U WERE MINE ID GIVE THIS PUSSY TO U 9-5 5-9 

the heat in panem was enough to dehydrate someone who drinks water daily in seconds, coriolanus waves a clipboard he had taken from casca in front of his face, trying to earn some cool air from it. to nobody’s surprise, the water girl had come bouncing in with your pink kitten heels, short white skirt, and pink tank top that your tits were practically spilling out of. 

your hair was pulled back into some slick back ponytail, with of course, a ribbon tied around the base of the ponytail. you always looked so perfect, makeup barely budging against the strong heat as you came waltzing in. 

you were a fan favorite of the team’s, so sejanus and festus’ heads immediately snap from the soccer ball they they were dribbling to you now. sejanus’ eyes light up immediately, waving to you, “hey!” 

you offer him a barbie - like smile, waving back with your freshly manicured nails, “hihi, sejanus! it’s sooooooo hot.” 

sejanus smiles sweetly as he approaches you, “made sure the water was cold today?” 

he’s teasing you of a time the heat was this bad and you forgot to add ice to the bucket holding the waters. you cried that day, many times. coriolanus found you having a sobbing fit in the hallway, repeating to yourself that you were so stupid. coriolanus was never good with affection, but he gave you a small hug that day, and assured you it didn’t matter at all. 

and when festus called you a dumb bitch for it? 

coriolanus made it his priority to fuck festus up on that field that day, and good lord, he did. 

festus was ushered off with a broken wrist because of a move coriolanus made, and coriolanus was taken off with a red card and a proud smirk on his face. now festus and coriolanus are never allowed on the same field, no matter what. which was good, because festus was a mediocre player, whilst coriolanus has a record for most man of the match’s won. 

you pout at him, “not funny, sej.” 

he chuckles, eyes softening at you as he tips his head in your vision, “‘m jus’ messing with you, sweet girl, water is water regardless of temperature, yeah?” 

sejanus and coriolanus were both always reassuring you, always so sweet with you despite their cold exteriors, despite the fact that they’re the most sought after players, they never let that ego get to them. 

well… sejanus didn’t. 

coriolanus did sometimes. speak of the devil, snow moves to bump into sejanus’ shoulder, offering him a toothy grin with his sharp canines. sejanus glares at him, like he was interrupting something special, “how are you in such a good mood when you were just whining over the heat?” 

coriolanus ignores sejanus’ obvious attempts to embarrass him to impress you, his blue eyes locking onto you with a whistle, “hey, malibu barbie.” 

you playfully roll your eyes at him, “you can’t just call me a different barbie every time you see me.” 

“yeah?” his jaw ticks, eyeing you up and down, god, he loved the way your short skirt rides up your thighs, the way your tits bounce through that practically see - through tank top, “why not?” 

“i don’t like it,” you pout at him. 

sejanus nods along, “yeah, snow, she doesn’t like it.” 

coriolanus sighs at him, pinching the bridge of his nose, “you’re such a cuck, dude.” 

he smirks at your ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) expression due to his words, truly not understanding what he means by calling sejanus a cuck— was he stopping him from something? 

you blink dumbly at them, and coriolanus only shrugs, turning to stride past a silent festus. 

sejanus scoffs, “can’t believe he gets away with shit like that.” 

you frown at him, “he’s probably having a rough day— or like… ‘m not sure, you know how he is, sej.” 

“yeah, yeah,” sejanus watches as his cleats sink into the grass, “pretty sure he has a huge crush on you, too.” 

ㅤ˚₊‧ ꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

PANEM 6-2 DISTRICT 2 

as soon as the match was over, coriolanus came up to you, sweat causing his platinum hair to stick to his forehead as he takes a cold water bottle from your hands, fingers brushing against yours. 

he takes a sip from it before leaning in to tower over you, “you saw that bicycle kick?” 

you nod at him excitedly, “i did! you’re soo good, coriolanus.” 

he rolls his tongue along his teeth, “yeah? you think so?” 

you smile sweetly at him with more nods as he walks past to the locker - room, sejanus moving to wrap his arm around coriolanus’ shoulders, to be honest, sejanus should be thanked for coriolanus’ bicycle kick because he’s the reason the ball was even at a level for coriolanus to kick it— but will coriolanus ever admit that? 

of course not! 

in fact, coriolanus doesn’t even think of all his achievements this match even when everyone is patting him on the back, dumping their water bottles on him and leaving him even more drenched than he was before. but with all this water, he just can’t stop thinking of you. 

that expression on your face earlier, plump lips parted in shock, he wonders how well they would wrap around his cock— 

@csnow18 : hey you busy

@csnow18 : ? 

you pluck out your phone as soon as it buzzes, only to see a message from coriolanus, on instagram. he had your number.. why didn’t he… honestly, you knew better than to question him at this point. 

@princess101 : no.. why? 

@csnow18 : im really thirsty 

@princess101 : just gave u water ‎‎໒꒰ྀི -᷅ ⤙ -᷄ ꒱ྀིა 

@csnow18 : festus took it from me 

a lie. 

@csnow18 : come to the locker room? 

@princess101 : rolling my eyes at u rn

@princess101 : u owe me 

@princess101 : and stop letting festus take stuff from u!!!!!!!! 

this wasn’t the first time he has lied about festus taking his water bottle just to see you, but it was the first he had different intentions for when he saw you. 

he already knows you’re coming before you’re even there, mostly because he can hear the click! clack! of your heels, but also because of the whistles of the people passing by you. coriolanus hated how people immediately turned to drooling animals when they saw you, it wasn’t of jealousy but rather possessiveness, because can he really blame them? 

his eyes light up when he sees you, pushing his soaked hair back, “tropical splash barbie.” 

you pout at him, putting your hands on your hips, “how do you even know so many barbies?” 

he shrugs simply, “because i see one every day.” 

you sigh, moving to push a water bottle to his chest, “happy?” 

“hey,” he leans in closer, fingers wrapping around the bottle, “why’re you actin’ like that?” 

“‘m not acting like anything,” you lie, “just don’t get thirsty again.” 

as soon as you spin on your heel to walk away, he clicks his tongue disappointedly, “you know… i don’t know if this water is g’na keep me hydrated enough.” 

you blink at the floor, what? what… “what?”

you turn back around to meet his eyes, watching his pupils immediately dilate at the way your skirt barely shows your panties whenever you twirl around, “do you just serve water, princess?” 

you stare at him dumbly, “i don’t get it—“ 

“you don’t?” he takes a step closer, “i see the way you look at me, doll, always watching when i make a goal, cheering me on, purposefully bouncing up and down so your panties show and your tits nearly pop out that shirt.” 

it was true. all so fucking true. the entire team was so, so attractive, especially coriolanus— you don’t ever wear things for men, but the men of panem’s soccer team? your own dress - code is practically the tightest, most slutty clothes ever! 

“i…” you pause, lips shimmering from your lip - gloss, “i do have other juices.” 

his tongue rolls along the inside of his teeth, tights curling upwards ever so slightly, “think i might need those, dollface.” 

you nod at him, “but— not here.” 

he hums, moving to drop the water bottle onto the ground as he leans in closer and closer until his lips are buzzing against your cheek, “yes, here.” 

you can’t help but melt into his touch as he peppers kisses along your face, pecking against your lips until his kisses drop down to run along your neck. your nails rake up his arms ever so gently, “people will catch us..” 

“mm - mm,” he disagrees, “all showerin’, jus’ let me get hydrated, yeah?” 

 he’s quick to move to his knees, smiling whenever he catches a glimpse of you looking around to see if anyone’s coming as his fingers trace along your thighs, lips following along after them. you’re so paranoid, god, for such a dumb slut, you really didn’t want to get caught. 

he hikes your skirt up to catch a glimpse of your panties, pastel red, to match the team’s colors and oh— oh what’s this? on the right side near your hip, it’s his player number, 18, with a heart surrounding it. he gawks up at you, chuckling at the reason for you always wanting to show off your panties, you had already marked him on them. 

you shyly hide your face, trying to ignore him until his finger presses against the wet spot of your panties left by your cunt. you shiver under his touch, “been wet for me all day, hm?” 

you nod at him, fingers moving to faintly cover your mouth, “always wanted you, corio..” 

he presses a sweet kiss to your inner thigh, before hooking a finger on your delicate panties and tugging them down, “you wrote my number on all your panties?” 

you continue nodding, shivering when his fingers lightly graze along your cunt, “mhm.. sej— sej.. is on some, too.” 

“that so? maybe i should get him out here to fuck you, too,” he presses his thumb against your clit, watching your hips buck ever so slightly, lashes fluttering. 

you shake your head, “n-no.. not now— want.. just you.” 

he moves to push your legs apart with his free hand, moving his hand on your clit out of the way so he can finally dive in. his tongue is quick to lick a stripe up your cunt, lips wrapping around your clit and taking it in his mouth to suck on with ease. 

your fingers move to his head, nails threading through his wet hair as you bite on the fingers of your free hand, trying so hard to not make any noise but gosh, the feeling of his mouth on you was just too much. 

his hand runs up your thigh, holding you stable as his mouth completely devours your cunt, not offering you any remorse as your hips jerk against nothing, teeth sinking past layers of your skin to muffle your whines. 

it’s not long before his hand is sliding from your thigh to your cunt as his lips move back up to your clit, ever so slowly sliding two of his fingers inside of your soaked entrance. you took his fingers so well, velvet walls pulsing around flesh and bone, tightening around him like he was a lifeline. 

your grip on his hair immediately becomes lethal, babbling nonsense against your finger, “corio— co..corio… ‘ts too much— ‘m gonna..” 

that was coriolanus’ cue, his fingers immediately curl into you and he starts moving them back and forth so his fingers are repeatedly penetrating that spongey spot that makes your eyes roll back. you tug at his hair as the sounds of his fingers moving inside of you become wet squelching, a familiar feeling washing over you but with a tinge of something different. 

it felt like an orgasm but no— no, it was wetter than an orgasm, because now his hand was completely drenched in your wetness, his lips moved to a part so it could spray into his mouth. it was so, so filthy, the way he gulped it down, and made you squirt again, and again, and again. 

you were like a fountain of nectar that he just couldn’t get enough of. 

you were so fucked out that you didn’t realize you were cuming again until your body is wracked with another orgasm, gushing all over his fingers and into his mouth once more. you whimper above him, silently begging for mercy as he continues to pump his fingers into your overstimulated pussy, “corio— please.. too much— can’t..” 

he licks the remaining juices from his lips as he finally pulls his fingers out, lapping up the cum and other substances dripping off of his skin. he takes a grip of your hips to stabilize you as he stands, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek. “thank you, dollface, such a good water girl.” 

your lips part to speak but you’re interrupted by the clearing of a throat. 

your eyes immediately snap to the side, only to find.. 

“sejanus?”  

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[zegrasdrysdale]

[ slip of the tongue ] n. hischier

paring : Nico Hischier x fem!reader

summary : after a Devils win, Nico gets interviewed in the locker room after scoring his first NHL hatty. he slips up in front of the cameras and mentions his girlfriend for the first time. it doesn't stop her from showing Nico how proud she is of him though ...

warning(s) : smut ! p in v protected sex, oral (m receiving), pet names during sex, language throughout. possibly wrongly translated german (i'm learning)

author’s note : this plot has been in my head for a while so here i am. pls just indulge me w this bc i was having a moment while writing it

18+ below the cut ! MINORS DNI

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(Y/N) swears she won't have a voice come the morning.

As soon as the puck went into the net and the goal horn went off for the third time, she's been screaming in the suite with the other Devils wives and girlfriends. Her boyfriend just scored his first NHL hat trick and she couldn't be prouder of him. They're now up 5-2 on the Sabres with less than a minute left in the game.

Jack and Dawson have a goal each along with Nico's three goals. It's a four-point night for her captain boyfriend since he got an assist on Jack's power play goal. She remains standing until the final horn that signals the game is over. The Rock is buzzing as the Devils give Vitek some goalie hugs.

She records when Nico is announced as the first star of the game for his four-point night. The crowd cheers as loud as they did when Nico scored the hat trick. Her lips hurt from smiling for nearly ten minutes straight.

As soon as Nico skates off the ice, (Y/N) makes her way down to the players' lounge room that the wives and girlfriends usually hang out in before and after the game. She hangs out with Vitek and Erik's wives as she waits for the players to come in after they've changed and showered.

Notifications start coming through about a half hour after going to the players' lounge. A lot of notifications. New followers, lots of likes and comments on Instagram. A lot of mentions on Twitter. She has no idea what's going on.

(Y/N) reads one tweet that's in her mentions that has a clip attached to it.

vina @/hischiers i knew there were rumors but nico hard launching his relationship after the game was not something i expected to happen today of all days

She clicks on the clip of Nico in his postgame interview and watches it.

Amanda Stein asks off camera, "Did you have any friends or family present for the game today to witness your first NHL hat trick?"

Nico doesn't hesitate to reply, "My girlfriend came to her first Devils home game today." He smiles and bites his bottom lip. "Yeah, she, uh, this game was really special for me because she's here and she got to witness my first hat trick in person." He blushes and doesn't stop smiling in the clip.

"Oh my God," (Y/N) gasps as the clip restarts.

They never talked about going public with their relationship. They've been dating for about seven months. Nico is one of hockey's most popular players, and (Y/N) has seen how loved he is among the fans. She's basically a no one from Newark dating the captain of a hockey team in the NHL.

The players begin to make their way into the lounge area. They make their way to their wife or girlfriend or really whoever they invited to the game. Her eyes are on the door as she waits for Nico to come in.

Jack and Luke walk into the room with Nico five minutes after the rest of the team does. They're deep in conversation but she can't help but run over to her boyfriend and basically jump into his arms.

Both Hughes boys both laugh as Nico catches her and she wraps herself around him completely. He wraps his arms around her torso so she doesn't fall.

"Congratulations, baby," she says against his hair. It's still damp so he recently showered. "I'm so proud of you."

"Guess you're my good luck charm," he laughs in reply. (Y/N) pulls back so she can see his face and he looks genuinely happy. "I play a lot better when you're in attendance."

She shakes her head and smiles. "I think that's bullshit," she tells him. "There's a reason you're one of the league's best players since you came back from your injury. It's not because of me."

"I think you should come to more games anyway," Nico says. "Clearly I like when you come to games."

(Y/N) laughs and rests her hands where Nico's shoulders meet his neck. "I'll come to games whenever you want," she replies. "You like to show off when I come."

He smiles and nods. "I gotta show off for my girlfriend," he retorts. "Especially when she looks so good in my jersey."

"Flatterer," she laughs before she leans down and captures his lips in a soft kiss. Nico laughs into the next kiss before she pulls back and looks at him. "By the way, did you know you told the entire league and it's fans that you have a girlfriend during your postgame interview?"

"You saw?"

"It's all over social media, Nico. People are saying you hard launched our relationship."

She lets her legs drop and Nico lowers her to the ground. "There were rumors anyway," he replies. "It was bound to come out. Did it bother you? It just kind of came out when I was asked and I wasn't really thinking about the fact that we never talked about it."

"I just would've liked a little heads up," she tells him with a smile on her face. "Are you ready to go?"

He nods and begins to make the rounds to say goodbye to the Devils. She never lets go of his hand as he says goodbye to his teammates. It's his job as captain to tell the team how good they did so he doesn't forget about that. He congratulates Jack and Dawson on their goals before they finally head to the parking lot.

Nico drove them to the Prudential Center in his car so she sits in the passenger seat of the car so Nico can drive them to whoever's place is closest. Which is Nico's apartment.

As they leave the parking lot, Nico stops and says hi to some fans. Pictures are taken where (Y/N) is definitely in the background but at this point, she doesn't care. Nico already told the entire world that he had a girlfriend that was at the game.

He signs some jerseys and pucks, takes some pictures, and gets more than a few congratulations on his hat trick before Nico finally pulls out of the parking lot. He looks over at (Y/N), who gives him a small smile as they stop at a red light.

"You played really well tonight," she tells him. "I'm not just saying that because you had a four-point night but you played really well. I'm so proud of you for getting your first hat trick tonight. I can't believe that I was able to watch it happen in person."

Nico laughs and says, "I told you that you're my good luck charm. The first game you come to after we start dating and I score my first NHL hat trick. It's not a coincidence."

She shakes her head with a smile on her face and looks out the window until they get to Nico's. She plays with her thumbs under the sleeves of her too big jersey that Nico gave to her a few weeks ago.

Fifteen minutes after leaving the arena, Nico pulls into his apartment building parking lot and parks in his usual spot. Her car is parked next to his. They get out and begin the trip up to the top floor of the building where Nico lives.

The building is ten stories tall so it takes a minute for the elevator to get up to the tenth floor from the first floor. Their fingers are laced together the entire time.

(Y/N) follows close behind as Nico unlocks the front door to his penthouse apartment. She wraps her arms around his torso as he unlocks the door and presses her front to his back. "You can't wait until we get inside?" Nico asks as the stupid door finally unlocks.

"Nope," she replies, popping the "p". "I wanna show you how proud of you I am."

He laughs before he pushes the door open. (Y/N) stumbles inside after her boyfriend. She closes the door behind her and Nico presses her against it with his hands on her waist. She stares up at him like she’s challenging him to do something.

Nico looks her up and down. “I wasn’t lying earlier when I said you looked good in my jersey,” he tells her. His voice is deeper and accent thicker than it normally is. “I love seeing my name and number on your back. Knowing you’re mine. It’s so hot. You're so beautiful.”

“Do something about it.” Her voice almost comes out as a whisper. She is absolutely challenging him at this point.

He leans down and captures her lips in a searing kiss. Her heart leaps in her chest when their lips touch. Her back hits the door with the force of the kiss and her fingers grasp at the collar of the jacket Nico is wearing. (Y/N) pulls him as close to her as she can get him.

He presses himself completely against her and slots a thigh between her legs. She has to resist the urge to grind up against his thigh to give herself some relief from the pressure that's building between her legs.

"Off," she mumbles as she pushes Nico's jacket off his shoulders. He helps her out and shrugs the fabric off. He kicks it to the side when it hits the floor and grabs her by the waist.

She pushes her waist off the door and they stumble toward the master bedroom where Nico sleeps. Their shoes are kicked off by the door and Nico's jacket is abandoned on the floor. He loses his tie in the living room and his button-up is lost in the hallway.

When Nico falls onto his back on the mattress, all he's wearing is his suit pants. Even they're unbuttoned and the belt is on the floor. (Y/N) looks down at her boyfriend on the bed and gnaws on her bottom lip.

Sometimes she doesn't know how she got so lucky. She fell in love with the most beautiful and loyal guy. He's captain of a NHL team but still manages to find time to see her whenever he can. He's a talented hockey player that fell in love with her.

She can't believe this is her life. Being able to fall in love with Nico has been the best thing that's ever happened to her. Being able to be loved by Nico is an honor.

"You okay?" Nico asks as he sits up. His hands run up and down the back of her thighs. "You look deep in thought."

"Just thinking," she tells him as she crawls onto his lap. She straddles his waist. "I don't know how I got so lucky to love and be loved by you. You could've fallen in love with anyone but you fell in love with me."

Nico smiles up at her and wraps his arms around her waist. "I fell in love with you because you are the most incredible and beautiful woman I have ever known," he replies. "You're so supportive of me despite my crazy schedule. I don't know how I got so lucky."

Her face gets hot as she smiles. "I'm proud of you, Nico," she says. "I am so happy that I get to see you grow as a person and a player." She leans down and presses a quick kiss to his lips. "Gonna show you how proud of you I am."

She slides down to her knees on the floor at the foot of the bed. Her fingers work on unzipping his pants. She pulls Nico's pants and boxers off in one pull. His hard dick pops out of its prison and stands against Nico's stomach. (Y/N) throws them to the floor and kisses up the inside of his leg from his knee.

After placing a soft kiss to his hip bone, she takes him in her hand and gives him a few slow pumps. Nico grabs a pillow and uses it to prop his head up so he can see her without straining his neck. She smiles up at him before she takes him in her mouth.

"Oh, fuck me," Nico breathes out as (Y/N) moves her head up and down on him. "That mouth of yours feels so good, liebling."

(Y/N) loves it when Nico uses German nicknames on her, especially when they're in bed. They sound ten times hotter when her mouth is on him or when he's inside of her. There have been times when (Y/N) has been in control and Nico has been reduced to speaking his native language.

She'll never get enough of it.

One of her hands makes up for what can't fit in her mouth while the under snakes into the leggings she's wearing under the jersey. Her own fingers run through her folds and work her toward her orgasm. She lets out an occasional hum, which drives Nico crazy. She knows it drives Nico crazy by the way he squirms under her touch every time she does it.

Then she does the one thing she knows gets Nico to come almost as soon as she does it. She hollows out her cheeks and sucks before she swirls her tongue around the fire red tip.

"(Y/N), baby," Nico pants. "Gonna come in about two seconds if you keep doing that."

With a pop, she pulls off his leaking dick. She uses her tongue to get a bead of precum that was on the corner of her mouth. "We wouldn't want that to happen so soon now would we?" she asks as she stands up.

Nico's eyes widen as she begins to undress. The leggings come off first. She reaches down to pull the jersey over her head and Nico sits up quickly. "Uh uh," he says. "Jersey stays on."

"If you come on it, you better get me a new one," she tells him as he slides back on the bed. "I'm not walking into games wearing a jersey you came on." He laughs as he reaches into his bedside drawer and pulls out a foil package.

She finishes getting undressed but leaves the jersey on. Nico slides the rubber contents of the packages onto himself as (Y/N) straddles his thighs. He sits back against the pillow and headboard. She leans down and captures Nico's swollen lips in a tender kiss. He matches her pace and slowly kisses her back. He puts a hand on the back of her neck. His fingers curl into her hair.

All of her emotions are poured into this kiss. Her hands are on his jaw so he can't go anywhere. Not that he could go anywhere since she is sitting on his lap.

(Y/N) begins to move her hips slowly. She hums as Nico's dick slides through her folds and against her clit. A soft moan falls from her lips into the kisses she exchanges with Nico.

One of her hands leaves Nico's jaw and she positions him at her entrance. She presses a long kiss to his lips and leaves them connected as she slowly sinks down onto him. A whimper comes from her as the familiar pressure fills her. Nico takes the opportunity to lick into her mouth before he pulls back to look at her.

"You feel so good, schatzi," Nico tells her. "So good for me. You take me so well, you know that?" She replies with a soft hum as he completely fills her.

She allows herself a moment to adjust before she begins to roll her hips. Nico's hands fly to her thighs before sliding under the jersey to her waist. "Fuck, Nico," she breathes out as he moves in and out of her while she rolls her hips. Her hands are on his torso to keep her balance.

Slowly, she begins to pick up her pace. Moans fall from her lips the faster she moves.

One of the best things about being with Nico is how intimate these moments are. It feels amazing to be physically connected to him like they are one person. She wouldn't trade this for the world.

They fit together like two puzzle pieces. His hands fit perfectly on her waist. Their lips mold together every time they touch. The way his nose fits perfectly above hers when their foreheads touch is her favorite thing. She molds against his body every time they lay in bed together.

It's like they were made for each other.

"(Y/N), liebling," Nico breathes out. His eyes are on her as she rides him. "Ich liebe dich so sehr."

This is what she means. It's like he's forgotten how to speak English when they're in bed together. She loves it.

"I love you too," she pants because she's slowly been learning simple phrases and knows what Nico said. He tells her he loves her all the time in German. "I love you so much. I'm so proud of you. Fuck. You're amazing."

One of Nico's hands slide to the back of her neck and he pulls her down so their foreheads rest against each other. Her nose brushes his every time she moves. Her eyes close and Nico's thumbs brush her cheeks. "Open your eyes, baby," Nico tells her. "I want to see them. Please."

Her eyes open back up and meet Nico's big brown eyes. He smiles and she leans down to kiss him. She breathes hard into the kisses that are exchanged between them.

Nico takes advantage of the distraction and rolls them over so he's hovering over her. She smiles up at him until he begins to thrust hard and deep inside of her. A pornographic moan passes her lips and she arches her back to get closer to Nico.

He reaches between them and his fingers find her sensitive clit. She gasps when he touches the bud then whines when he begins to rub her closer to her pending orgasm. "Holy fuck, Nico," she cries out. "Keep going. Fuck."

Nico throws her legs over his shoulder so he can get a new angle and move even deeper into her. She has to bite her lip to keep from screaming his name as he begins to slam into her g-spot over and over again.

"Let me hear you, liebling," Nico says. "Don't hold back."

His pace quickens and she has to grab on to something. She chooses his hair when her hands slide up into his locks and her fingers curl. "I'm gonna come, Nico," she warns him. "Fuck, I'm close."

He keeps the same pace and uses his fingers to bring her over the edge. She comes so hard she sees stars. Her vision goes almost white and Nico's name passes her lips along with a string of curses. Her legs shake as they hang on his shoulders and she cries out as she has one of the most intense climaxes of her life.

Only Nico could ever get her to come like that. No one has ever made her come like that. No one besides Nico will ever get her to come like that.

There's a weight on her chest as she comes to and she realizes that Nico is lying on her chest. They're both panting messes as Nico gets off of her after resting for who knows how long. He ties off the used condom and tosses it into the trash can by the bed.

(Y/N) pulls off the jersey and takes off the bra she's wearing because she's sweating before she crawls under the blankets to cover her naked and spent body. Nico joins her and she rests her chin on his chest. Her eyes are on his the whole time. She traces little shapes on his belly.

"I think I got a little carried away," Nico admits. "I blame the jersey."

She laughs and shakes her head. "Good to know you have a thing for me wearing your jersey," she replies. "I'll have to remember that when you're having a bad day or you have a rough game."

Nico smiles and brushes a piece of hair out of her eyes. "I really do love you a lot," he tells her. "Thank you for coming to the game tonight. It meant a lot to me that you were there to watch me score my first hat trick."

"Thank you for inviting me," she says. "I had a lot of fun watching you score your first hat trick. It was incredible."

He leans down and presses a soft kiss to her lips.

Their night is nowhere close to being over. Nico has a day off so she is going to make sure she takes care of him and gives him whatever he wants for the rest of the night. All because of that hat trick.

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[crazyco0tz]

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Hyung!line

Warnings: soft smut, pegging, dom!reader, fem!reader

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*chan

Simple enough his favorite reward is def getting to cum. he loves his rewards to be simple, once he’s finally getting to cum he needs you to hold him through it whispering about how much he deserves it! (If he actually does deserve it)

If it’s been a long time since hes cum he’ll make sure he’s been his best then he gathers up the courage to ask; “Can you pleaseeeeeee make me cum miss? It’s been days…”

Very few times you pity his pathetic begs enough to actually let him but most of the time you tell him off for being oh so needy

in fact all you need to do is place your hand on top of his clothed dick and he does all the rest

But he still needs to hear reassurance from your silky voice. “So good for me” “can’t hold it anymore baby?” “You deserved every bit of this” ect ect.

He eats up every “good boy” and “I’m so proud of you” like candy~ he could definitely cum untouched just by hearing your voice.

*minho

He also likes it plain, he has made it very clear that his all time favorite reward is kisses, EVERYWHERE

after you both finish he loves being called a good boy while he flops over so you can kiss all up him back, bonus points if you have plumping gloss on, he loves the tingling feelings it really makes him relaxed especially after all the dirty things you just did to him

Sometimes hes just so fucked out that he just lays there with a smile on his face while he feels your lips pecking on every hickey and scratch you gave him. PAMPER HIMM TOO!!

Whether it be wet sloppy kissed or soft pecks he just loves to have your lips all over his body especially his face. Calling him your pretty doll while smothering his face with kisses after he made such a mess on the bed is just perfect.

*changbin

I feel like he would be on his hands and knees begging just for you to use a vibrater on him. I can just imagine him about to cum all over your hand before pulling your hand away and pleading. “No!! N-no… I wanna cum with the vibrater today.. please?” How could you say no?

He also goes crazy for remote controlled vibraters too, his favorite sensation controlled by you? He LOVES it

But just because it’s a reward doesn’t mean you can’t be a tease. “I’ll bet I can make you cum with this in under 10 seconds binnie~” his flushed cheeks didn’t deplete his confidence.

“HA! I’ll bet I can lasted more that 40 se-. AHH~ F-FUH.. Y/NNIE!” The second the wand touched his tip he was practically screaming in under 10 seconds. And he loves every second of it.

Hyunjin

Lingerie+pegging he wants to feel pretty and what better way to make him feel like a princess then to put him in some cute baby blue stockings and fuck his brains out. unlike the others he’s humble and never asked for a reward he always waits and when it does arrive it’s so worth it

“Aw arent You pretty?” You coo, he giggled in excitement  “I’m v-very pretty!” You peck his cheek before leaning into his ear “so pretty I think you deserve a little something~” he instantly hops up and runs to your shared room

His favorite position is when you hook both of his legs over your shoulders so you can hit his special spot every time.

He also seems like a “fuck me until I can’t speak” kinda guy, which you gladly do. Only 5 minutes in all that can come out of his mouth is “AHH~ AH~ AHHH~ M-MOR..MORE~” while he clutches his pretty lingerie mini skirt in his hands

But he’s always so sad that he gets cum all over his fancy lingerie by the end of it, but you can always make him feel better by stripping it off and fucking him again🤷‍♀️

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Anyways pt.2 coming soon obvvv

Bye sweeties😮‍💨😮‍💨

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[midnghtprentiss]

how you get the girl - aaron hotchner

5 times Hotch accepted help from your son to get to you. 3k.

pairing: bau!femreader x aaron hotchner

warnings: canon type of violence

authors note: this is my first hotch work and i'm obsessed with this idea i had. i love him so much!!!!

One

When you started working at the BAU no one knew about your life. No one in the team had a clue about your son, until Penelope brought it up at the bar. Everyone was shocked by this information, especially when you said that your son was already a teenager.

It was funny to see the entire team's reaction when you dropped this information without warning. Penelope and Emily were excited to meet Taylor. It's not like you didn't want them to know of his existence, but to be on the safe side it was better if few people knew. He, on the other hand, was very proud of you. Taylor told everyone that his mother worked for the FBI and that you were the best mother and agent in the world. 

The day the whole team met him, Rossi decided to throw a pool party at his house. You weren't sure if he would want to go and he didn't hesitate to accept your invitation and finally meet your coworkers. 

Aaron had developed a great affection for you, perhaps due to the fact that the two of you were single parents or perhaps it was the way that, even unconsciously, you made him nervous. He admired the whole team, it was obvious, but you were different. You understood what it was like to not sleep through the nights, you understood what the heartbreak of having to leave your child while you were away for an indefinite amount of time was. You knew and he was grateful for that. 

You didn't need to be a profiler to know he had a crush on you. And only you didn't see that. 

When Hotch's eyes met your figure accompanied by a boy a little bigger than you, everything made sense. You two were very similar: the eyes, the hair and the smile. 

“Hey guys. This is Taylor, Taylor, this is my team." The boy smiled a little shyly, waving to everyone in the room. He was surprised by Penelope who pulled him into a hug. 

Taking Taylor to dinners ended up becoming a habit, while Aaron took Jack and JJ took Henry. It was fun for them and he enjoyed spending more time around you. On the other hand, he had noticed how Aaron wasn't discreet at all when he looked at you. The teenager tried to remain neutral in this situation, but he wanted his mother to be happy and he liked Hotch. 

"You know you're not subtle at all? For someone who profiles, you're pretty bad at hiding some things." Taylor muttered looking at Aaron who shook his head laughing. 

“I have no idea what you're talking about, Taylor." 

"You look at my mother as if she is your salvation." The boy smiled looking at the man. "She likes when people compliment her. Start there, compliment her clothes, her hair, even her work." 

“Why are you doing this?" Hotch asked, confused. 

"For someone who is very good at their job, you need to try harder." The teenager joked and Aaron smiled. “And honestly, I like you better than the jerks she dated before. Make it work.” 

It took Hotch a couple of weeks to finally put his plan to work. He knew you were going to stay late to finish some paperwork so you can take the weekend off. He watched your movements from his office, the way you were focusing on your files, the lenses were changed from your actual glasses (in his opinion you looked so much better in them) and the coffee mug was replaced by a water bottle. Aaron made his way to your table. You noticed him right away. It was impossible not noticing Hotch, especially when he was around you. 

“Hi Hotch. What do you need?” You asked him watching his face. 

“Oh, nothing special.” He tried to keep serious. “You did a great job today.” 

His heart almost skipped a beat.

“Thanks. I guess that's the job right?” You play with him and sights softly.

Before he went back to his office he looked at you for a few seconds, making you confused. 

“By the way, I think you look beautiful with these glasses.” Your heart was racing with his complement and you couldn't help but smile. 

“Thanks, Hotch.” You winked at him and watched him go away. 

Aaron starts to complement you every time he can. He sees you wearing a new dress? He'll tell you how pretty you look. Your hair looks different? Washes you in good comments. It was natural and felt right at the same time. Aaron Hotchner was messing with your head and you were enjoying it a lot.

Two

The second encounter between Taylor and Aaron was at your house. At this point the whole team and Taylor's friends were invested in your son hints to Aaron to get to you. Even Penelope was keeping it cool and that was hard for her. 

“Remember the small things she talks about.” Taylor said quickly before you come back with the files Aaron was there to pick it up. 

It was easy for him to remember the things you talked about. More precisely because he only pays attention to you wherever you speak near him. Your birthday was coming up and he could count the times he overheard you telling Emily and Derek about a book that it was impossible to find. It was the last book to complete your collection. 

Aaron Hotchner could do many things. He knows a guy who owns a bookstore and in one call he bought you the book. He planned to surprise you on your birthday next weekend. He even tried to wrap in some beautiful paper but he gave up and put it in a fancy bag with a note Jack made himself.

On your birthday he was trying to play cool and don't ruin any chances he may have to see you smile. Everyone was chatting in the backyard where you organized a dinner to celebrate the day. He was speechless when he saw you all dressed up and happy to see everyone. You couldn't lie but your heart was beating very fast when you saw that man standing there with a bright smile all relaxed. 

“Happy birthday!” Jack speaks for the first time in what seems like forever while the two of you hold a gaze for a little longer.

“Thank you Jackers! Thanks for coming guys, I appreciated it.” You welcome them. 

Everyone sneaks closer to where you were just to see your reaction with the gift.

“I brought you a present. I know you said that it wasn't necessary but I wanted to.” Aaron gives you the fancy bag and you quickly inspect it. 

When you took the book out of the bag your eyes widened and your smile became so much brighter. You look at him surprised and all the words vanish from your mouth. 

“Aaron I can't believe it!” You laugh and give him a tight hug. “How did you find it?” 

“I won’t tell you my secret but I heard you telling the team about this.” He swears the smell of your perfume almost breaks him. 

“Thank you so much.” You leaned to give him a kiss on the cheek and both of your faces went red.

The whole team was cheering in silence. Everyone wanted you two to get together for a million reasons in particular because you two were meant to be. This day was the day you start falling hard for Aaron Hotchner and there's no turning back now.

Three

Aaron got Taylor's note in the back of his suit pocket. You needed to take him to the office for a doctor's appointment after work and it was easier to take him with you than letting him stay home. This time Derek helped him deliver the small piece of paper.

“Ask about her weekend plans. Invited her to do something.” 

He laughs at the note and starts to consider doing something. Jack was spending the weekend at Jessica's and he was available.

Hotch waited till the end of the day to finally say something to you, but you were gone. He tried to hide his frustration and failed hard. Rossi laughs at his reaction and Emily joked about how he looked like a puppy.

Aaron collected all of his courage and sent you a text about your weekend plans. When you saw the message your heart missed a beat. Was he insinuating you should do something on the weekend? Is he interested in you? 

‘Nothing really important. Got something in mind?’ You replied to him feeling like a teenager again. It took him a couple of minutes to answer. ‘We should grab a drink saturday. Like a date. What do you think?’ Your heart was so fast and you were blushing a lot. ‘Sure. Pick me up at seven.’ Aaron couldn't hide his smile and his excitement about the weekend. 

Saturday night you were trying not to let your feelings show up to Taylor, who was more than happy to see you finally excited about seeing someone. You didn't know that he knew about what was going on but you can tell he seemed pretty fine compared to the other times you went on a date. 

“Will you and your friends call me if something happened, honey?” You asked your son that was sitting at the edge of your bed watching you get ready. 

“Yes mom. Don't worry about it. Have some fun, too.” He answered quickly and you turned to him. “Who are you going out with?" 

“Does it matter?" You asked him with a smile and he nodded. 

The bell made your heart race. Aaron wasn't the type of man to horn when he arrived, he was a true gentleman. He knocks on your door and waits for you to open the door. When you did, his mind went crazy. You were wearing a green strapless dress that complimented your whole body and thank God you brought that dress, because right now this image will stay with Aaron for the rest of his life. 

“Hey.” You said to him with a nervous smile. 

“Hi. You look amazing.” He murmured and you could see the smirk on his lips. 

Four

Aaron remembered when Taylor told that you loved to laugh. And the highest point of his night was meep you laughing. He chose a restaurant Dave suggested and for the faces you were making, you love it. Hotch was a true gentleman, he didn't make you feel uncomfortable any moment. Always making sure you had a drink in hand, that your food was properly served. 

This side of Aaron was a welcome surprise for you. The jokes he kept talking, the stories of his college years and early academy were taking your breath away. You never saw him smiling this much before and honestly, if you could, you would love to live in this moment forever. The atmosphere between you was contagious and happy. 

‘’And now apparently I can’t walk around my own house when his friends are there. I need to keep a straight face and not lose my posture.’’ You wipe the tears of your eyes and smile. ‘’I don’t think you will pass through this but if you do, good luck.’’ 

‘’Actually, the other day one of the moms from soccer practice gave me her number while her husband was there. I was so afraid of having to fight right there.’’ You burst out laughing imagining the moment. ‘’I never grab Jack so fast in my life, I swear to God.’’ 

‘’I would pay a lot of money just to see that. The poor kid confused and you running with him.’’ He shook his head while you watched him. 

Seeing you smile and laugh was invigorating for him. Making you laugh was a different level for him. It was the way your eyes close and your shoulders shake while you try not to laugh loudly and disturb the other tables. It’s how your cheeks turn pink when you laugh too much. Aaron’s heart can not handle the image that’s right in front of him. He can’t handle how nice, real and lovable you are. He can’t deal with the fact that at this moment no one else exists. He was falling in love. Hard. 

‘’Why are you looking at me like that?’’ You asked, raising your eyebrows. 

‘’Like what?’’ He was confused. 

‘’I don’t know. You’re staring in a funny way.’’ You are a profiler, you know exactly what this look is. 

‘’I think you’re beautiful.’’ His eyes lit up a little bit more as you stared back at him. ‘’Not a regular beauty. You take my breath away just for existing.’’ 

‘’Aaron.’’ You tried to stop him. ‘’Don’t say those things like it doesn’t mess with me. You know it does.’’ 

‘’I am serious. I could never lie about this.’’ He leaned close to you. ‘’Anywhere we are, I always want to keep looking at you. Every damn time.’’

‘’I don’t even know what to say.’’ You said softly, like a whisper. 

‘’Don’t say anything. I just needed to say that. Get it out of my chest.’’ The atmosphere for some reason becomes lighter. 

You two spent the rest of the night laughing and making jokes, somewhere in the middle of the night something changed inside of you. Maybe it’s the way he kept his hand on your back when you were leaving or how he walked you to the door just to make sure you’re safe. He’s a fucking gentleman and you were definitely screwed. 

Five

You decided to avoid Hotch after your date. It was driving him crazy and it was depressing you a little. It’s not like you didn’t like the idea of him being in love with you, you enjoyed it a lot. But admit it you feel the same it was too real. And the last time that shit happened you end up with a son. You couldn’t handle the idea of breaking your heart again. 

Aaron on the other hand was out of ideas on how he could make you his. The last thing Taylor told him when he dropped you off was ‘don’t hide your feelings for her, if you like her you should repeat it.’ He knew how much reassurance you need to keep seeing someone, because he was exactly like that. The way his throat closed when he saw you in the bullpen smiling and talking to everybody while he was being pathetic and not fighting for the woman he wanted. 

You got a case involving some hostages in a bank near home, which means you were all in the field that morning. Derek and Emily were commanding the task force, Spencer and Penelope were working together to find out more about the suspects. JJ was dealing with the press and you, Hotch and Dave were trying to convince the suspect to surrender without hurting anybody. 

The whole block was chaotic, everyone was tense. The bank was full of hostages including children. The odds weren’t good if he could escape there. The snipers were in position to shoot after somebody’s signal. Unfortunately the only request he made was you. He wanted to know the woman that was talking to him through the phone. He would let the woman and the children leave if you went over there. 

‘’Absolutely not.’’ Aaron was pissed with this idea and how quickly you accepted it. ‘’You won’t go in there.’’

‘’Hotch if I go right now, we can save the children and the women.’’ He shook his head. ‘’We don’t have a lot of options here. Do you have a better idea?’’ 

‘’I can’t let you go in there.’’ He looked at you worried and at this point you wouldn’t change your mind. 

‘’Hotch, I’ll be right there. The SWAT is ready to go after any signal. I’m carrying a gun and I’m wearing another vest under this shirt.’’ You took off your vest and put the gun in your ankle. ‘’I’ll be fine, Aaron.’’ You reassure him before walking to the bank. 

That man felt this tense a couple of times in his life and he was this close to having a heart attack. The image of you walking in and putting some of the hostages out while the gun was pointing at you. There were two unsubs in the case. The woman was the head of the plan, she was the one who chose you to exchange the hostages. 

‘’I did what you wanted. Let’s get over this.’’ You spoke firmly and she laughed. 

‘’We need you to get us out of here.’’ You nod and come closer to her. ‘’I want a passport to somewhere hot, a car and I want the police out of here.’’ She demands and you analyze her. 

She was a typical narcissist. Her plan was to kill the partner, kill you and escape. You knew that she was going to kill you if you didn't attend to her wishes. So you pick up the phone on the counter and after one second Dave picks it up. 

‘’She want a passport, a car and the police out.’’ Your voice was low and calm. 

‘’She won’t get it.’’ You took a deep breath. ‘’We need to take you out of there.’’ 

‘’Just get those things.’’ You hung up fast. 

Aaron was about to go in there alone when he heard two shots. The camera inside stopped working and suddenly the silence was louder, it was excruciating having no idea of what was happening inside. He saw some of the hostages running outside as more gunshots were heard. 

When you hung up the phone the woman decided it was time to kill the partner. She did fast. Two shots in his head and he’s gone. She tried to do the same with you, as you predicted, but you were faster than her. You took the gun out of her hand and threw it away. She becomes physical and punches you a few times in the face and stomach, pushes your hair as you get on your knees. She kicks you pretty hard and you could taste the blood of your nose and face. That's when you took the gun out of your ankle and shot her three times. Your air was missing, your body was hurting and the only thing you could think about was going home and resting with Taylor. 

Hotch was the first one to run inside the bank with the SWAT team, when he found you alive and beaten up the relief was visible. You waved at him while he came closer, involving his arms around you. You weren’t expecting that. 

‘’I told you I was going to be fine.’’ You closed your eyes and whispered, pulling him closer. 

‘’I thought I lost you. When I heard the first gunshots I forgot for a second who I was.” He pulls you  away and looks into your eyes.  “I, I…” He couldn't say it.

“I am safe now, I swear. I just need to clean my face and try to look less bad for Taylor.” You laugh softly and he caresses your cheek. 

“Let's get you cleaned up, alright.” You two walk out of the bank, his arms around your waist and your head on his shoulder.

No one dared to say anything. No one dared to point out that he was unprofessional doing that. You, on the other hand, knew what he wanted to say. The whole time he was standing next to the ambulance his eyes studied your face, sparkling and bright. You knew right there.

“Aaron?” He looked at you concerned. “I love you too.” 

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[octuscle]

A biker decides to throw a party at his house but only invite one guy to turn him into his dream house boy.

(Rest in DMS xxx)

I'm convinced that I'm a fucking jackpot. I'm clever, I'm damn successful professionally with my biotechnology start-up. And thanks to my genes, hard work in the gym and some of my own inventions, I can't say I'm anything other than a wank template made flesh.

My mother, who sadly passed away at an early age, always said that envy is the most honest form of appreciation. My fucking neighbor must appreciate me enormously. Envy literally oozes from every pore of his big drunkard nose. An incredibly unpleasant guy. He's hated me ever since I offered him USD 5 million for his apartment to enlarge my dressing room and add a spa to my bathroom. Luckily, I have a range of products to help me with my plans. And I want to be rid of this pain in the ass by New Year.

The flyer with "Dear neighbor, it may get a little noisy today, but just come to my party. There'll be caviar and champagne, as much as you like" I just dropped it in my neighbor's letterbox. I knew he wouldn't be able to resist this offer. So at 7 p.m., my doorbell rings. I smile at him and say that he's quite early. He's already at the caviar bowls, shoveling Beluga Severol onto his blinis. Well… What can I say… It's not beluga… But I'm proud of the effect.

With his mouth full, my unkempt, disgusting neighbor asks when the other guests are coming. He'd like to be back in his apartment by then. Too bad, I reply, you would have hoped to settle your dispute today. I open a bottle of Dom Perignon and pour two glasses. I grin. I grin very broadly. I can see that the "caviar" is already starting to take effect. My neighbor burps. And farts. Phew! It stinks of fermented herring! But I can see his fat melting away. He looks younger and younger. And he has to fart again. Holy shit, my invention is obviously not free of side effects. My neighbor starts giggling silly. He lisps so that his pants slip down. He starts calling me "Daddy". He asks if his daddy wants to dance with him. He starts shaking his increasingly grotesque-looking ass. Somehow, unlike the rest of his body, it's not getting any slimmer. His pants slide to the floor. He strips naked, still dancing. And asks if Daddy has anything to wear. I have something prepared…

The advantage of the motorcycle suit is that when I'm not fucking the Dainese drone, it holds my houseboy's farts. In a week's time, just after the New Year, the workmen will arrive and combine his and my apartment. He'll get a room next to the laundry room. And a special ventilation system will be installed in the darkroom. Otherwise, it's really no fun fucking my houseboy's otherwise damn delicious big ass.

That was all a few months ago now. Yes, I've gotten used to my boi's flatulence. I've decorated him a bit. With his teenage fuzz on his upper lip, he looks even dumber than he's actually become. But he blows like a devil. And I love it when he's happy as a puppy when I come home in the evening.

First two pics found @elbe-lad, home of hot leather studs.

#male tf #age reduction #twink tf #biker tf #revange tf

[saintslewis]

Spin bout u • LN4

pairing: lando norris x black fem driver!reader

summary: in which he finds out about what your boyfriend’s doing to you and he has to stop it before he loses you.

warnings: mentions of an abusive relationship, violence, swearing, protective grid, mentions of bruises.

saint’s notes: so i have such a school girl crush on Lando, it’s not even funny anymore so here’s something. i was just scrolling and i saw @bbymelsworld indirectly requesting this so let’s start! sorry if there’s typos!

taglist: @thisismeracing @certifiedlesbianbaddie

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P5.

Just 4 places behind your teammate, Lewis. As much your team, Mercedes, had decided to celebrate the qualifying positions and you were both set for Silverstone, you knew you were in trouble the minute you got out of the racing car.

Standing close to the garage entrance, you took a sip from your large bottle of water and watched how the other drivers were getting ready for post-qualifying interviews with smiles on their faces and the atmosphere was buzzing. You hadn’t noticed that Lewis was walking towards you, placing his hand on your shoulder causing you to violently flinch at the sudden contact.

“Oh uh, hi Lewis.” You sheepishly smiled, hoping that he would completely forget about the past few seconds. His eyes bore into yours but he knew the media was watching the both of you so he didn’t want to ask any questions that would raise suspicions. He immediately put a smile on his face, removing his hand from your shoulder. “You killed it on track,man. Proud of you as always. A few of the drivers and I are getting some ice cream after the big day. Are you up for it?” He suggested, knowing that your mood had decreased the moment you stepped out of the car.

Lewis was the mentor you had been hoping for since before your karting days. Starting off in 2022, you came into the F1 world scared of what would come to you. You were now the second black driver on the grid, a woman and the youngest, just two months short of Oscar Piastri. After the announcement of your arrival in F1 and into Mercedes, the world went insane at your presence. Lewis had been there for you since your first day, helping you handle the challenges of being black and the only woman after decades in F1.

The rest of the grid had welcomed you with open arms, loving your energy and kindness that you would often display the first half of the 2022 season until after a race in Spa did they notice your entire demeanour change whenever anyone was near you. How you would push yourself to your limits which resulted in a crash in Imola that had everyone worried for your safety. How you used to be known as Lewis’ protégé in terms of paddock fashion but now you barely show any skin. How your smile used to brighten up any room you were in but now it barely reaches your eyes. They had speculations that you could possibly be in a relationship but they didn’t want to assume.

However Lando kept his eye on you, with him being the first to always notice your mood changes and the way you would distance yourself from everyone every time you wouldn’t get pole. His crush on you was as clear as day to anyone who paid attention and both of your fans would highlight your interactions, especially when you would go film with Quadrant as a special guest and definitely when he pointed out that you had the same McLaren, just in different colours.

“Um I might take you up on that one, Lew. Thank you.” You quietly said and he nodded, turning away from you to begin his interviews. You too needed to get ready for your interviews but you knew you had a limit today; 5 interviews with female reporters and immediately return home to your boyfriend of two years.

Patting the last of your body foundation on your arms, you heard your phone vibrate with various text messages from your boyfriend, Beckham.

Beck

i’m going out with the boys

you better be home when i get home

you

can you at least not come home smelling like another woman?

Beck

fix that stupid sentence and pray i go easy on you today, bitch

You sighed, switching your phone off completely and leaving the driver’s room while fixing the band of your leggings, the chain clinking and sparkling under the Mercedes garage lights. Walking past Toto’s seat and giving him your special handshake, you got to the media pen with your assistant, Jamie, trailing behind you.

“Hello Y/n!” A reporter who you quickly recognised as Kim waved you over to where she was standing and you excitedly walked up to her. “Hi, hope you’re well.” You greeted, steadying yourself on the barricade. “ I am, thank you. You look awfully happy. Is P5 good for you?” She asked.

“Uh, it’s definitely better than last week. That’s for sure.” You responded, the memory of receiving P12 and receiving a harsh greeting when you got to the hotel came to your mind but you quickly pushed it to the back of your mind. As you spoke with her, Kim and Jamie alike had noticed smudges on your arms but didn’t want to intrude. “I’m sorry Y/n but if you don’t mind me asking, what happened to your forearm?” Kim questioned, taking a closer look at it only for you to snatch your arm away in a gentle manner.

“Oh, this! Just bumped into the door a little too hard.” You gave a fake smile, your bracelets clinking together to somewhat hide the almost green looking bruise that seemed large from afar. “That door must’ve hated you because it definitely left a mark.” Kim hissed at the look of your bruise. You could’ve sworn that your forearm had the most coverage from the body foundation.

Before you could even get another word out, a familiar presence came up behind you and placed a hand on your upper arm, causing you to flinch once again and this time, the whole world had certainty seen everything. You internally cringed at the thought of this very moment being captured. Turning around, you saw that it was Lando with a smile on his face but his beautiful green eyes told a completely different story. “Hey n/n, just came to congratulate you for P5.” He greeted, his eyes moving to examine the face he was slowly falling for. Lando could tell that you were uncomfortable so he had to come up with something, quickly.

“I uh bumped into umm Naomi and she’s looking for you. She said it’s important.” He quickly blurted out, noticing the confusion on your face but you quickly fixed your face to turn and excuse yourself from Kim and the media pen as a whole.

As you began walking with Lando silently, you battled keeping your tears from falling, your breathing becoming increasingly faster but you couldn’t break because the media was following you everywhere. Putting on a fake smile, you gave a few cameras a wave as you walked in the direction of the Mercedes garage. You turned to Lando so quickly, it almost tripped him up. “Um I’ll see you tomorrow, Norris.” You said, terrified at the fact that the cameras were pointed to you and that this footage would reach Beckham.

“O-oh okay. Uh travel safe.” Lando stuttered, sensing your nerves as he watched you practically run into the motor home. He didn’t want to be that person but he has a feeling that his suspicions were right.

-

P6.

Your hands shaking terribly as you took off your gloves and ran to your driver’s room, completely ignoring the media following behind you. Lewis, who had won the race, cut his interviews short as he saw you running. He made his way into the Mercedes garage, unaware that two other drivers were following him too. You only had a panic attack once and that was the cause of your crash, resulting in a mild concussion.

Most of the grid was extremely protective over you as they had sworn to be after the media would continuously attack you just for your existence so check-ups on you were quite frequent, especially when you changed your entire demeanour.

Jamie was already with you, holding your head in an embrace as the both of you cradled together outside your driver’s room. You tried to keep your sobs silent, scared that he would hear you as if he fed off of your fear towards him. Hearing heavy footsteps coming in your direction, you slightly lifted your head just to see Lewis, Charles and Lando look extremely worried as they slowed their pace to approach you.

You hid your head further away from them, not wanting your fellow drivers to see you like that. Your teammate was the first one to crouch down next to you, giving breathing exercises to you to help you calm down. Wiping your tears with the back of your hands and filling them with mascara lines, you stood up hastily and turned to the drivers. “I’ll see you guys later for ice cream.” You managed to croak out, rushing into the driver’s room.

Defeated, the boys hesitantly turned around to return back to what they were doing and all had the same thing in their minds; get to the problem that is bothering you and that has been bothering you for the past year.

Parking your McLaren in the driveway of your house, you let out a sigh of relief when you saw that Beckham’s car wasn’t there as well. As you opened the front door after unlocking it, all you could smell was the strong scent of Chanel No.5, a perfume you would never use but it lingered around your home. The mystery woman’s discarded clothing was laid out on the floor, her undergarments reaching the stairs. Hearing thumps from upstairs, you slowly made your way up there only to find a woman in your walk-in closet, holding a pair of your jeans to her body and she muttered at how these clothes would never fit her.

She was the complete opposite of you. Much skinnier with the shiniest blonde hair and the brightest blue eyes. Clearing your throat, you startled her and she gasped loudly, not expecting anyone to be in the house. “Get out.” You sighed out, looking over the mess she made to your closet. Some of your jewellery was outside of its cases, your bags were skew on their display and your shoes were mismatched. “But B said no one lived here with him.” The girl said with a tone that made you want to drag by her hair.

“Look, get out of my house. I don’t want to repeat this shit.” You said and she still hadn’t put your jeans down, not moving an inch. Placing your handbag on one of the chairs in your closet, you grabbed the girl’s hand and pulled her out of your room and out of your house. Her pleas were pathetic to your ears and you slammed the front door in her face. After a few moments of silence, you could hear her screeching into her phone to your boyfriend about how much of a bitch you were.

After cleaning up all the mess and calling Jamie to organise movers to take all your things to your home in Monaco, it was nearly time for the ice cream night with some of the drivers and you had thought of cancelling on them multiple times but you knew you needed the break. Feeling your phone vibrate as you zoned out, you checked to see who was texting you.

landoooo

hey y/n

this is the ice cream place we’re going to

address

you don’t have to be there if you don’t want to btw

you

i’ll be there, lands :)

landoooo

oh okay cool

see you later y/n :)

you

🥰

You sighed at the thought of covering your scars and bruises and you could not even cover up as it was a boiling hot evening in London (rare). Luckily, you had a few more bottles of body foundation in your second bathroom so you were okay. A shower and a little snack later, you stared at yourself in the mirror and you had stood there for 5 minutes. You were disgusted by yourself. The shorts were hugging you and the tank top was showing your chest a little bit too much but it was covering everything but of course you were overthinking everything. You fixed your cap and shades and grabbed a different bag from before, a Dior saddle bag which was a gift from Lando for your birthday. You cherished this bag because of the artwork on it, a small portrait of your first win on it with the tall buildings of Monaco behind you.

Putting on your crème white Louis Vuitton varsity jacket, you didn’t think twice before taking the car keys and leaving your house in a rush. Around the drivers was the only time you could be happy without Beckham near you. You would’ve had other friends but they were chased away because they spoke up against your relationship. He wanted to keep you around as a trophy, to brag to his friends that he has a well-off girlfriend who will provide for them because that’s all you did. Beckham only worked part time at an electronics store whenever you weren’t around. When he started physically hurting you, you felt trapped and you felt like you would never get out of it. During your first season in F1, you became ‘friends’ with Lando. You were very careful with the friends title because you knew you weren’t allowed to have any guy friends.

Down the line, you began having feelings for the McLaren driver. Just everything about him had attracted you to him but you felt terrible for even thinking of him like that because you felt like Beckham knew each and every one of your thoughts so you gradually distanced yourself from him, slowly depressing yourself because of the lack of communication between you and other drivers. You never wanted Beck to attend any races because you knew he would absolutely embarrass you. He would often say that he would become friends with all the other drivers so that he would never have to deal with you. Not to mention that he was your first everything so you were conflicted about leaving him because you loved him.

Without even noticing, you had reached the ice cream place. It was decorated with different pastel colours and it just looked like the place to cheer anyone up. Making your way into the shop, one of the employees was tasked to guide to their private area for vip and a few people recognised you as you made your way into the room. Hearing the driver’s laughs bouncing off the walls, you pushed the door and alerted them of your arrival. “She’s here!” A very happy sounding Max cheered causing the others to cheer as well. You went around the incredibly long table to greet everyone and a few stood up to hug you. Sat between Lewis and Mick, a menu was already placed in front of you along with a small cup of cookies and cream flavoured ice cream, your absolute favourite. Looking at the seat in front of you, Lando gave you a slight nod and a grin. You smiled right back at him and dug in.

Throughout the evening, you spoke to mainly everyone from your seat and took your jacket off during your conversation with Carlos who was right next to Lando. You never realised how whenever you were talking with anyone, you always rubbed your arms and you were doing quite excessively at the moment, unaware that your body foundation was quickly rubbing off and your bruises and scars were become visible to anyone who was looking. Feeling something sticky on your hands, you excused yourself from the table to go to the bathroom to wash your hands.

As soon as you closed the door, everyone turned their heads to where you were sitting. Releasing a small sigh, Lance began speaking. “Um so everyone saw the bruises right?” He questioned and everyone hummed in agreement. “I know this is obvious but clearly they weren’t self-inflicted. Does anyone know anything?” Esteban spoke up. “Would that be the reason why she covers up these days?” Pierre asks, examining your jacket which had a few smudges on the inside of the arms. Your phone began vibrating against the table, Siri notifying that Beck had been calling. All the drivers looked to Lewis to answer the call. Although he didn’t want to go over his boundaries with your private life, he was curious and definitely had questions.

As Lewis answered and put the phone on speaker, he couldn’t even get a word out before Beck began his rant. “I thought i said you should be home by the time I get there, you fucking bitch. If I find out you’re with other guys, you’re dead.” He warned through the phone, immediately alarming the guys. “Ay man, who the fuck are you talking to like that?” Lewis began, he was already livid and held his car keys in his hands.

“Of course she’s with other guys! What? Is she giving herself to you guys like the bitch she is? Huh? Getting passed around?” Beck cackled loudly. “Just shut up,man. Are you the one putting your hands on her?” Lewis grumbled. “And what about it, bro? Are you gonna tell on me?” He mocked. “Whoever the fuck you guys are, you can’t get nothing from me. She’s nothing without me and she knows it.” Beck yelled, sounding sober and the rest of the guys knew it was time to go handle him. Before anyone could say anything more, you walked into the room with a small smile only to be met with silence and a few drivers surrounding something.

“Guys? What’s going on?” You trailed off, going closer to your seat. “Oh there she is! Listen Y/n, come home and we can talk about your little friends, okay? Just want to talk. Also, P6 today? You already know what’s gonna happen. See you soon.” Beckham taunted you and he hung up the call, your stomach dropping once you realised the situation. Tears pricked your eyes as you looked at the drivers who were already looking at you with concern.

“Um-” Your voice broke as your throat closed and you felt the first two tears fall. Being pulled into a hug, you began sobbing quietly and that broke the driver’s hearts. Smelling the familiar cologne, you realised it was Lando and that made you sob even more, knowing that you couldn’t be near him during all of this. Feeling a hand on your back, you looked to see it was Lewis. “Y/n, we’re coming with you when you drive home. He will never threaten or hurt you while we’re around.” He assured, rubbing your shoulder and being careful to not add pressure to the huge bruise there. Looking around the room, all the drivers were gathering their things with anger prevelant on their faces. “We’ll be in the parking lot, Y/n!” Max called out as he walked out and everyone followed after him, leaving just you and Lando in the room.

“I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry, Y/n. I’m sorry I didn’t protect you.” Lando whispered as his cheek laid on your braided head. Sniffling, you answered him. “It’s not your fault, Lands. I kept thinking it was going to get better and it never did. It’s never going to get better.” You sobbed out the last sentence and you felt him hug you tighter. “As long as I’m here, love, everything will be alright. You’re not alone in this. I can’t have you staying with him any longer.” He pleaded, not letting go of the embrace.

“But Lands, he’s going to kill me if I don’t stay. I already don’t have family or friends because he chased everyone away. I feel like I have no one. I want to leave, I really do but I can’t.” You said in a wobbly voice. “No, Y/n. Don’t say that. We’ll get him sorted out. We got you.” He assured you, holding your face in his large hands. He leaned to kiss your forehead and for that moment, you felt peace for the first time in over a year.

-

With a convoy of 10 supercars on the way to your house, you sat in your car nervous as you led your fellow drivers to your house. Devising a plan before you all left the ice cream place, you would park your car in the driveway and they would follow. You would go into the house and shine a flashlight from a window to let them know that he’s inside the house with you. Driving into your street had your heart racing.

As you got out of the car, you walked to your front door and left it unlocked. You hesitantly took your shoes off, afraid that any sound would alarm him. You shone your flashlight on the window, praying that they saw the signal. “What are you doing?” You heard that rough voice that scared the life out of you. You turned around to face Beck. “T-there was a spider on the window so I was just checking that.” You uncomfortably smiled as you switched the flashlight off. He nodded and walked back to wherever he came from.

Following after him, he sat in the kitchen with a glass of whiskey, sipping from it ever so slowly. “It’s just you and me now.” He smirked and that sent shivers up your spine. “I don’t like your coworkers, they aren’t very nice people.” He mocked with a small smile on his face. Looking at him, your attraction for him disappeared a long time ago, after he began hurting you. His eyes weren’t inviting like Lando’s neither did his smile make you feel safe. Wait, why are you comparing him to Lando?

Breathing in and preparing yourself for everything, you knew it was the only way to end this. “Beckham, I’m leaving you and I’m moving. I want to dead whatever this has become.” You stood your ground, feeling extremely proud of yourself for what you’ve just done. He began chuckling then began full on laughing. “You were always such a jokester.” He said, wiping a non existent tear after laughing that hard.

You knew exactly what was coming next but you couldn’t prepare yourself to run as fast as you wanted. Beckham threw the glass of whiskey next to your head, the shards of glass shattered everywhere and you screamed, running away from the kitchen and out your front door. The drivers saw you running onto the street and got out of their cars. Lando guided you into his car and asked you to sit in it and that he will be back soon. Grabbing a hold of his arm, you asked him to stay with you in the car.

After a few beats of silence between the two of you, he began to speak. “What are you gonna do after this? Like where are you gonna stay?” He questioned, looking at you as you looked straight ahead. “I have an penthouse in Monaco but it’s not yet finished. I don’t know when I was going to move.” You informed him, avoiding his eye contact. “I’m thinking of going to a hotel for the night.” You eventually looked at him and he shook his head a little. “I know I’m stepping on some toes here but come stay by me and we’ll go to Monaco tomorrow.” Lando suggested and you reacted without thinking by kissing his lips quickly.

“You would do that for me?” You asked in a breathy voice. He kissed you back with a little more passion than the first kiss you two shared. “I’d do anything for you, Y/n.” Lando looked into your eyes and you were happily that your feelings towards each other were mutual. Leaning on his shoulder in a comfortable silence, you’re both startled by the knocking on the window only to see that it was Lewis. “So Y/n, just grab whatever you can for tonight and we’ll come back and get everything tomorrow.” Lewis grinned then gave you two a thumbs up as he goes back into the house and the others start leaving.

Getting out of Lando’s car, you went up to each one of the drivers to thank them for their help and support. “What did you guys do in there?” You questioned Max and Charles and they looked at each other with a look. “Someone just cover her eyes when going upstairs.” Carlos said behind you, seeing him walk out onto the lawn with his hair disheveled. “Not to mention the police are on their way for him.” Lance smiled and you could’ve sworn you saw a bit of blood on his shirt.

You looked back at Lando who simply smiled at you and you leaned into his touch as he threw his arm around you.

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INSTAGRAM BLURB

GRAMMYs BOY

pairing: harry styles x brazilian!famous!reader

fc: bruna marquezine

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harryflorals HARRY OUT AND ABOUT IN LA TODAY!

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yndaily YN WITH SOME FRIENDS TONIGHT IN LA

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ynandharryupdates "I want to take a moment to give a special thanks to my beautiful, brilliant and talented girlfriend. Y/N, absolutely none of this would be possible without your constant presence and support in my life. Thank you for being here tonight, and thank you for inspiring me every day to write songs that surely wouldn't exist if it weren't for you. I love you. I love you and I hope to keep showing you that every day as long as you allow me to." Harry Styles during his speech as the winner of the album of the year award at the #GRAMMYs

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user91 sleeping on the highway tonight... 🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️

user104 "beautiful, brilliant and talented girlfriend" i'm biting my pillow

user117 YN CRYING DURING THE SPEECH KILLED ME

user131 lizzo recording yn's reaction was the cutest thing ever

user145 so many tears

user230 the way yn held harry's hand when they announced the names in the category, the way he immediately turned to her when his name was called, the way they clearly said "i love you" to each other before they embraced and he came on stage to accept the award, the way his voice wavered a little as he dedicated the award to her… im dead

user265 how can i not be single when harry styles is my ideal male pattern?

user341 I'M SO HAPPY FOR THEM 🥺

user410 crying, screaming, shaking, throwing up, pulling out my hair

user437 HE IS SO WHIPPED BY HER OMG

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yourinstagram meu amor (my babe) is a grammy winner

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harrystyles the real winners of the grammy for album of the year

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[byunpum]

My lost child(special edition "mothers day")

Pair: Aunt Sully human x Spider Socorro (mother and son) and Jake sully.

Warning: None, cute and sentimental.

Note: A little oneshot to celebrate Mother's Day with Auntie Sully. Why not? I hope you like it very much.

I have made several parts of 'My lost child" Here they are:

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3

You were preparing a warm bath for your naughty little boy. Spider had a bit of a high fever, because he was out looking for some kind of gift for you. Because of Mother's Day. Norm had told him that Mother's Day was celebrated on Earth on a day like today. So the 5 year old boy went out alone to look for some kind of surprise. Your nephew lo'ak wanted to help him, but to spider's bad luck he didn't have as strong an immune system as lo'ak. So a cold was the first thing he encountered before your gift.

"Brother…have you seen spider?" you ask your brother. You both had just come in from a routine walk around the rocks hallelujah. Norm was supposed to stay and take care of spider, but it turns out that when you enter the lab you don't find him and norm is asleep at his desk. "mmm no, did you ask neytiri?" says jake, accompanying you both to go look for neytiri. When you arrive you see that neytiri has a smaller figure in her arms, and you see mo'at touching the forehead of that little thing. You quickly recognize her little whimpers. "Spider!!!" you shout a little as you approach your child.

"I found lo'ak and spider near the puddles, the boy was very dizzy and tired" says neytiri. She had learned to love spider thanks to you. When she found out that the baby you were adopting belonged to the man who had hurt her so much. It was hard for her to accept. But she loved you so much…you were part of her family. You were also her sister, so she had to learn to love her new nephew. "That's just a fever," Mo'at says calmly. Handing you a piece of cloth with a cream on it, it helped to bring down the fever. "You have to let him build up immunity…he's still very weak," mo'at says. Everyone knew you could be a little overprotective of spider, a little …. much. You felt that any plant could swallow him at any time.

Neytiri hands you your boy, who calmed down when he could smell it was you. Clinging to your arms and saying a little "mama". You hold him and thank them for taking care of him. "Thank you" you say, getting up from the floor. So you can carry spider to your room in the lab. "And yes…I'll try not to be so 'protective'" you joke, but mo'at rolls his eyes upward. She knew you were never going to do that. You take spider to your room and settle him on the bed.

"Ok…my little guy. Let's give you a bath and then we'll rest" you say, while the boy lies down on the bed. Holding in his little hands some wooden play pieces that Jake had made him for his 3rd birthday. You enter the bathroom, which was not far from your bed. The room was very small, but perfect for the two of you. "How about we find some movies from max's old computer?" you continue talking and notice that spider had already gotten off the bed and was walking towards you.

"Mom…I…give…you…a…present. It's for you" says spider, in a weird mix of navi and english language. "Oh yeah? What is it?" you ask, watching as your son pulls out his small bag. A bag that Neytiri had made for him so that lo'ak, neteyam and he would have the same one. His small hands held a kind of flower, a flower that was all wilted and a colorful rock. Everything was wet and broken, but the boy's hands were understanding and he had a big smile on his face. Your little baby was so proud of what he had found. "It's for my mommy…take it mommy…it's for you" spide hands you the whole mixture in your hand.

You grimace, but quickly change your expression when you notice that he is watching you very carefully. You relax a little and laugh. "This is my first mother's gift…thank you sweetheart" you lean in and give him a kiss on the tip of his nose. "I knew you'd like it. You're my best mom…I love you mom" says spider, running from the bathroom to the bed. The boy is laughing with happiness. Tears were coming to your eyes, but you controlled yourself. "How about we find somewhere to put all this stuff and then you can have your bath" you say. Spider moves up with his face.

After finding a special space for your gifts and a long bath. Spider fell asleep from exhaustion. Besides, his fever had started to rise and Norm had given you some painkiller so he could rest. You were just putting some clothes back when you heard a tapping on the window. You see peeking through the window was Jake's face, signaling for you to come out for a moment.

You drop everything, and leave the lab, putting on your mask to meet your brother. "Hello…is something wrong?" it was already very late and it seemed strange that your brother was calling you at this hour. "I just wanted to say Happy Mother's Day," says Jake, settling in next to you so he can sit next to you. "I don't think so…spider is" you start to speak, but Jake interrupts you.

"Mom would be so proud of you…hell yes she would. To see what you've done for that boy is admirable. You've done a good job. You deserve to be a mom…no matter what 'that person told you'." jake says. you knew he was talking about Miles, and all the times he had humiliated you for not being able to give him a child. Your eyes were filled with tears, you could barely see your brother. "So…happy mother's day sister….I may be older than you, but for as long as I can remember you have always been like my mother since mom died. I love you" says jake, you burst into tears. You couldn't hold back the tears. Leaning back in Jake's arms, while he held you tightly. "Yeah…I deserve it."

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[shurislover]

daydream

- this is sad y’all don’t jump me.

- btw queen ramonda is still alive in this

“ you’re so pretty ma “ - Riri blushed

“ you’ve told me 6 times today baby.” - you smiled

“ i will tell you another 30 times if i have to.”- Riri added

“ I’m glad I came to MIT if i didn’t i would’ve never met the love of my life, and now 5 years later i’m married and expecting our first baby in a couple months.”- You sighed

“ I am forever grateful we met baby. I’ll never forget meeting for the first time and you couldn’t stop laughing because of how nervous you were to talk to me, till this day you still get nervous around me.”- Riri laughed as she kissed your swollen belly

“ It’s because you’re just so beautiful to look at , and I just love how you care about me. You make me feel so special baby.”-

“ You’ll always be special to me my love “- Riri smiled

“ Mommy ?”- You jumped at the small voice bringing you out your daze

“ Hi baby boy “- You smiled

“ You’re daydreaming again”- Your 8 year old whispered

“ Y/n it’s time.”- Shuri sighed

You brought your eyes up to your wife’s best friend who softly smiled at you and nodded

“ I- I c- can’t do it “- You stuttered

“ Riley and I will be right beside you. I made a promise to Riri that i will not only watch over you but Riley too. Your wife would want you to see how beautiful she looks.”- Shuri nodded

She locked her arm in with yours and your son grabbed your hand and kissed it. All three walked through the doors & all you could stare at was the brown checkered carpet under your feet. The room quiet and still. You felt all eyes on you as you kept walking until your feet connected with something…..

There your wife laid so beautiful in the all white bedding. She had her braids freshly done, your favorite mascara on which made her lashes “ extra long “ as she would say. She had on her favorite graphic t-shirt which stated “ i survived my trip to wakanda “ She just looked so peaceful and beautiful. You softly smiled and rubbed your thumb across her cheek.

In an instant all the memories flooded in causing your emotions to be everywhere

“ baby please wake up.”- You whispered

“ I - I need you to wake up right now, please”- You sobbed as you felt Shuri rubbing your back

your sentences broke up and hot tears streamed down your face. At this point you couldn’t even look at her, you slid down the front of her casket and squeezed your eyelids shut , hoping this was all a dream. You felt your chest starting to tighten and your throat closing making it very hard to breathe

You felt a warm pair of hands wipe the tears on both sides of your cheeks. “ In and out mommy “

You opened your eyes and there sat your beautiful baby boy. In reality you’re supposed to be consoling him but here he was making sure you were okay

“ In”

*breathes in *

“ out “

*breathes out *

You both sat there and did it 4 more times and you felt a bit more at ease.

“ You’re an amazing little boy you know that ?”- You smiled as you kissed his forehead

“ I get it from you and mama. But do you know what Queen Mother said to Shuri ?”- He asked

“ No baby what did she say “- You sniffled

“ She said T'Challa is dead, but that doesn’t mean he’s gone. For us mama may be dead but it doesn’t mean she’s gone, she’s forever with us. Here in our hearts. Queen Mother also said she felt T’challa in the breeze. We will feel mama in the breeze too , no matter what she will be with us.” - Riley smiled

“ He’s around my mother too much but I will admit he’s very smart and Riri would be so proud”- Shuri smiled as she wiped a tear from her eye

Your son is right, no matter what Riri will always be with you both. Watching over you make sure you’re safe and making sure Riley is safe.

She’s in your heart

forever

and

always.

———

read an ellie story similar to this @phantombriide posted it ! credits to them 100% . i decided to do it for my lil baby Riri Williams.

#vees recs #riri imagine #riri x you #riri black panther #riri williams x black reader #riri x reader #riri williams #riri williams x reader

[daddyelliott1979]

Nearly a year ago I became a Daddy switch and I see many of these posts floating about of what to say to a little, most are about humiliation, so as a nurturing, kind, loving daddy I thought I would do my own version!

30 sweet and nurturing things to say or do to a baby boy

#1 Awwww utoh someone's got a Soggy bum bum, that's ok Kiddo Daddy knows you can't help it, you're Daddy's sweet Baby boy after all

#2 Oh wow kiddo did you Draw that for Daddy?.Such a clever boy!

#3 You were such a good boy today, Daddy is so proud of you, go put a gold star on your star chart

#4 *talking to his bear* what's that Mr Teddy, he's got a poorly tummy! Oh no! Looks like someone needs Daddys magic tummy kisses *kisses tummy untill baby giggles*

#5 *whenever you ask him how his Nappy got so wet and he blames his stuffie* oh gasp! He didn't wet your Nappy did he? Oh he's such a naughty bear, what ever will daddy do!

#6 *when he wakes up crying from a nightmare about monsters* Oh no! Was it the potty monster? Oh a real monster? Well Daddy will find mean old monster who upset my boy and give him a piece of my mind!

#7 *when he's sad about something so you pull him on your lap* where the sad feelings baby boy, daddy will kiss them away *you kiss and blow raspberries on the sad places till he's all giggling"

#8 *when he shows you his new toy and he's excited* oh wow kiddo that such a fun toy, can Daddy play too?

#9 *when he feels bad that he like babyish things, and you get down to his level, hold his chin and look deep in his eyes* you're the most perfect, special little boy in the world and Daddy loves you very much

#10 *when the above doesn't work* my little boy loves right here in daddy's heart *pointing to your heart*

#11 *when he's all excited about his latest interest, smile and absorb his adorable happiness* that's amazing kiddo, you're so smart

#12 when he wants to watch the same episode of his favourite cartoon again, just smile and absorb all that adorable happiness

#13 *when he's upset that he leaked* shush it's ok baby boy, it doesn't matter that you leaked, youre still daddy's special little boy

#14 call him YOUR special little boy often

#15*when he's scoping out that toy for ages in the toy shop, and you know it's more than his pocket money allows, buy it for him because you want to see how it will bring his imagination alive

#16 when he can't decide which toy he wants so you buy them both but praise him because he's been such a well behaved good little boy that week

#17 when he wants that extra story, give it to him because it's 5 more minutes of extra snuggles

#18 *when he tries to act like a big boy* oh sweetheart you're much to little for that, let Daddy help

#19 *when he's trying to be a big boy to show you how good he is* praise him, and tell how wonderful he is for trying

#20 when he's upset and cries offer him daddy's magic kisses and a Dino plaster

#21 *when he's down because his family are mean* tears fall for a reason, you cry not because you are weak, but because you are strong and brave (from the fox, the horse, the mole and the little boy)

#22 when he's to excited about that zoo trip in the morning, let him sleep in your bed, even if it means going to bed early, because a snuggly baby boy is the best!

#23 because cookies are the answer to every time he refuses to eat his broccoli!

#24 and also Ice cream!

#25 when he's having a hard time at work so you just hold him and hold space for him to process, then grab a Nappy and proceed to baby him because you know he needs it

#26 a happy little is one that gets to watch as much bluey, paw patrol or power rangers as much as he likes!

#27 you always get the best snuggles with #26!

#28 everything is fun when you get down on their level, a sofa and a blanket is a cave, a bed is a pirate ship under siege from the Nappy pirate's, and a woods is an enchanted forest with a dragon!

#29 he makes you melt when he says I love you and you don't fight back the tears, showing your boy it's ok and safe to be vulnerable

#30 because his sweet, adorable, loving, babyishnes brings your Daddyness alive, so treasure it, protect it, nurture it, and know everytime he places his hand in your hand, you're holding onto his beautiful little heart!

Hope you enjoyed!

[dylansslutt]

blossom/ h.s

i dont own the gif!!!

i do however own my writings and all content i create, because my mind never turns off so these our my thoughts. i am not one to condone underage minor sexual stuff predo whatever, however there is a age gap.

people are of age obvi

warnings: mentions of; drugs, alc, smut

summary: you were niall’s younger sister, starting off fresh into the acting agency. being around the boy’s lead to the crush of one of them, what happens a few years later when you two gain some sort of “friendship.”

 growing up under the influence of your highly famous older brother, who was more glorified than you thought was necessary. it led to some really cool stuff as well, getting out of your small town, traveling to places never thought imaginable.

 now you were 21, finally settling in a nice flat in california. niall got the voice, yours could hold a tune but nothing special, of sorts. yet, acting was something you loved and dreamed of since childhood.

 you tried very hard to make sure you made your own way, not using your brother to boost anything. yet, he did help get you out into this type of world.

 sitting on your bed, your laptop in front of you with the new script you received from your agent.  harry’s new album softly playing in the back, smiling softly to yourself.

 harry was always someone you were close with, invited to his family gatherings on occasion, texting or calls when can. even though he was 5 years older than you, your mind couldn’t help but fantasize about him... like every other girl.

 you kept it strict though, always allowing him to just be the “other older brother.” your phone distracts you from your thoughts, seeing the one person you just had on mind.

 “y/n/n!” harry beams through the phone, you prop your phone up giggling. “hairball, ‘ello!”

 he frowns at his current nickname, but quickly pulls the phone closer. “is that my album?” you nod sheepishly, forgetting about the record playing in the background. 

 “it’s really good, harry! i’m so proud of ya’.” the compliment was sincere, you both being a great support system. you adjust your cropped hoodie as he smiles brightly, muttering a small thank you.

“i was told you would be attending the met gala this year.” you couldn’t help but let out the squeal of excitement. instantly grabbing your phone, pulling it closer. “never once, would i think i’d be invited. my manager said that a high fashion designer even wants to dress me on that event!”

 he laughs at your excitement, “i told ya’ darlin’, good things would come. ya’ been workin’ ya’ ass off.” setting the phone back down, you stare back at his reflection.

 “wait, who told ya’?” he rolls his eyes, “make me give my secrets, huh?”

 “i got the list secretly, i like to know whom i’m to be seated with; and your name was there but not as niall’s guest.”

 you laugh at that, “yes, i get to bring me own guest.” your dog jumps up on the bed, coming right onto your lap. “oh well sansa wants to say, ‘ello.”

 she was all in the way of the camera, you shooing her to lay down beside you. “well, do you have a date?” his question was simple, but your eyes widen a bit. you haven’t thought much, maybe bring your friend or whatever. mom wasn’t one for all the camera’s.

 “not quite, do you?” licking your lips, you pull the phone closer. harry was on the couch, lazy stubble and a white tee on. “nope, gemma couldn’t.” you frown at that, you and his sister were besties for sure.

 “aw i’d rather her than you.” the joke was sarcastic but he faked a sarcastic laugh, “ooo fiesty today.”

 “always am, did ya’ expect less?” the tease was building a tension you didn’t quite know why, but you squeeze your legs tight as his dimples show.

 “no, never with ya’.” he clears his throat, looking a bit more serious. “would ya’ wanna go with me? not like that of course, tabloids and stuff...”

 before he could continue a ramble to come, you quickly agree. “of course,  it be nice, ya’ know. instead of being alone or with someone i don’t really want.”

 both of you staring at your screens, happy with the agreement. “well, i got to get these lines down... but text me your clothing style so we can arrange something of sorts to match.”

 he scoffs, “ya’ and this always matching.” you roll your eyes, “hush, because ya’ know ya’ll end up doin’ it.” you pet sansa’s head which rested calmly on your lap.

 “whateva’, talk to ya’ soon, darlin’.” you smile softly at the nickname.

 “bye harold.” and with that you hung up, not even bothering with the lines. more so freaking out at the fact that your date to the event is now your brothers ex band mate...

 “what the hell just happened?” you glance at sansa, who just wags her tail.

-

a few weeks have passed, you and harry’s text becoming a daily thing. yet the energy was different, he was more open, more flirty?

 you couldn’t tell if he was actually flirting, but it was more nicknames, phone calls goodnight, goodmorning text, planning. everything making you long for the older boy even more.

 the met gala was in just a few days, harry was back in la, as well as you just got finished shooting a modeling gig. the time was around 6 in the evening, when you arrived home. sansa was at your best friend’s, dog sitting the baby since you have a busy few days.

 setting the few bottles of alcohol you stopped and grabbed, onto the counter along with your bag and coat. “alexa, play my chill playlist.” you call out to the scary robot, instantly the tunes of bob marley fill the room.

 walking into your bedroom, ridding yourself of the clothes and into more comfortable lounge wear. a phone call interrupted the music. shuffling back towards the kitchen, snooping through to find your phone.

 quickly answering, you set it down on speaker. “hi!” you call out not looking at you even phoned you. “well ‘ello.” harry’s voice calls out making you stop your motion.

 “well ‘ello, harold. what do i owe the pleasure of your calling?” you walk closer, picking the phone up. “im actually outside your door.”

 almost dropping your phone, you shake your head. “wh-no fuckin’-are ya-” the knock comes from your door aswell from the phone. hanging up and setting your phone down, you rush to unlock the door.

 the six foot something man stood infront of your smaller frame, eyes widen in surprise. “what the hell!” jumping up and wrapping your arms around his neck. his hands scoop around your thighs.

 a feeling rushes through you as he walks in, spinning you around softly. his grip tightens before setting you down back on your feet. “i didn’t know you were on this side of town?”

 he laughs softly, “i wasn’t but i wanted to see my favorite girl, before being in front of hundreds of people.” you smile at that turning towards the bought alcohol.

 “well, ya’ arrived on time. i just bought some drinks.” glancing back you notice his eyes on you, and where they were placed. right on your ass, since you didn’t realize you were gonna have company the shorts were your cute short short ones.

 “like old times, we can catch up and drink.” you shake your head, “not like last time though, i ended up sick as a dog!” he chuckles at the memory, heading into your apartment more.

 “i like it, it fits you.” he observes as you pour you both a glass of wine first. walking closer to him, you hand him the drinks. “thank ya’, the remotes are there. i’ll grab the blankets.”

 he gets situated on the couch, turning the tv on instantly going onto netflix. you open the cabinet under the tv, bending over slightly to pull out the biggest blanket for you two to share. his eyes bore onto you as you struggle with the material.

 standing up, glancing at his selection and seeing he chose a scary movie. “ooo finally.” you throw the blanket on him before settling beside him. “i remembered it was my turn last time.” he mumbles as he hands over your cup.

 you hum at that, taking a sip of the wine. “i thought ya’ would forget, bein’ busy and all.” shuffling the pillow a little, allowing yourself to rest against harry. legs now drape across his.  “

 “never.” he pulls you closer.

 “i’ve missed ya’.” you mumble out before glancing up at him, his eyes already on yours.

“i know... it feels so different from not seeing ya’ all the time.” you nod in agreement before taking a few more sips.

 “life has definitely been different for sure...” not even wanting to get into everything. “i never said anything about it, but you were too good for him.” he mentions your ex, timothy chamalet, which ended way over 5 months ago.

you roll your eyes, “it’s fine, trust me harry. i realize right now, im probably gonna be single for awhile, but thats okay.” the movie starts and you focus your attention back on the tv.

 harry leaves it be and downs his wine, as you finish yours. “lift up, i’ll grab us another one.” you obey moving your legs and handing over your empty glass. your fingertips graze each other, eyes locking together until you clear your throat.

 “thank you.”

 “of course.”

 settling down beside you the movie started getting more interested, but you couldn’t get the distraction of his warmth beside you, out your head. and of course now there was a relationship scene.

  clearing your throat softly, taking another sip and lift up. harry’s eyes catch yours confused, “i haven’t ate much today, wanna share a pizza?”

 “yea, sounds great.” leaving his embrace, you turn the oven on allowing it to pre-heat. finishing your wine, you turn and notice the first bottle was empty. a warm feeling rose through your cheeks from the alcohol,  opening the second bottle.

 not noticing harry was now behind you, you jump at the cup set down beside you. “oh gosh.” you giggle hand close to your chest, his deep chuckle matching yours.

 grabbing the bottle you pour you both another glass, “ya’ might as well stay the night. its getting later and i don’t want ya’ to drive super late.” he grabs his cup as you turn leaning back against the counter.

 him infront of you, “i already figured i would.” smiling at his response still settled between him, his eyes staring down at you. you could’ve sworn he flickered his gaze towards your lips, but you shake the thought. he takes a gulp of the wine before setting it back down.

 “my dress will be in tomorrow, i have a fitting in it later. which reminds me i need to text her” you update him on the outfit, rambling on was something he was use too. him only humming in response, staring at you as you take another sip of your wine.

 “you’ll look beautiful, either way.”

 his hand reaches upwards, tucking a piece of your hair behind your ear.  eyes connecting with each other. “well thank ya’.” not exactly knowing what to do, since his hand never drops from your face.

 in a stand still, he suddenly moves closer. lips inches from each other, his thumb caressing your cheek. sliding down to toy with your bottom lip.

 “y/n...” he says my name as almost a warning, his voice holding a edge i’ve never heard. the ding of the oven, pulls us away from the most intimate moment between you two.

 “i gotta put the pizza in.” the words were soft, maneuvering from underneath him. you pull the pizza out the box, uncovering the wrapper. feeling eyes on the back of your head, made you fumble nervously with the plastic.

 shoving it quickly in the oven, and turning the timer on. you now face the man that was running through your head. his expression undetectable, only tyhe wander of his eyes.

 “harry, i-” you try to come up with something to say, to ease the anxiousness inside you. “i have a question.”

 the statement threw you off guard, furrowing your eyebrows as he continues. “have you ever thought about us?”

 the swore your eyes almost fell out your head, already feeling the warmth on your cheeks. moving forward, grasping the cup, swallowing half the glass before giving a response.

 “what do ya’ mean us?” nice, smooth play. you were staring at the man in front of you, trying so hard not to be desperate and just jump his bones. he rolls his eyes, “don’t play dumb now.”

 grabbing the bottle, glass still in hand, you make way back over to the couch. “no idea what ya’ talkin’ about.”

 the words were spoken over your shoulder, deciding if he was going to ask such questions... he shall make the first move. you lean over more than needed, guiding your shorts up some as the bottle sets on the coffee table.

 standing up and glancing over at him, he was fidgeting. “fuck it.” the words left his lips and he advances forward; not expecting his hands around your face.

 both your lips smash together, you gasping in shock allows his tongue to enter your mouth. one hand slides down to your throat, holding it lightly in a teasing manner.

 your hands run up his chest landing onto his shoulders, his hands leave your face grasping underneath your thighs. laying you down carefully onto the couch, he pulls away.

 eyes wild, matching each others energy, you decide to take your shirt off. leaving your pierced nipples exposed. his gaze darkens at the sight of them, licking his lips lustfully.

 throwing his shirt off, he leans down cupping your left tit in his hand. before latching onto your right nipple, flicking and sucking on it. your hands fly into his hair, a soft gasp escapes your lips.

 his free hand moves your legs open, allowing himself properly inbetween you. moving it back to hold himself up, he switches nipples making you moan softly. he pulls away slowly, eyes boring into yours.

 “i wanna taste ya’, darlin’.” he mutters against your skin, slowly making way back up to your lips. his other hand now cupping your cunt, leaving you to clench your legs around his waist.

 he pulls his hand away, thrusting his bulge against your heat. eyes watching every reaction. “so pretty.” he captures your lips again, hands going around your waist lifting you slightly.

 a giggle escapes you as he pulls your panties down, leaving harry to stare a little confused. “what?”

 “yes, i’ve thought about us.” you finally confess, leaving him to spank you softly. the feeling felt like something you never felt before, you moving up a little. “harry.”

he hums as his eyes bore into your core, as if it was the first time he’s ever seen a girl naked. “i need ya’ to touch me.” the whining sound that left your lips, gave harry no second thought.

 he pulls you close to his face, him laying flatter on the couch. tongue pressed flat against your clit, sucking and swirling softly. the moans litter the room, your hands back in his hair tugging softly.

“fu-fuck.”

 he grips your waist, squeezing tightly as he moves up his pace. his left arm flattens against your stomach, holding you in place as a finger enters you. your free hand goes against your lips, hips bulking up against his grip.

 “oh fuck, harry.” you moan at the feeling of his second finger slide into you. his lips leave your folds, “ya’ taste so fucking good.”

 you could’ve came right there, but it was quicker than expected when his tongue was relentless against you. his fingers hitting a spot that was perfect, your legs began to shake.

 “ha-harry im-” the loudest, most pornographic moan that you never thought you could make escapes your lips.

 harry’s grip on your thighs tighten even more as you feel your wetness drip down onto the couch. hand flying to your mouth, then clenching the bundle of the blankets beside you.

 breathless and in bliss, you let out a breathe as harry licks you up after you calm down some. wiping your face, he kisses your thighs. alternating between the two. moving upwards leaving trail of kisses before stopping right in front of you.

 his hair was a mess and he looks so good, above you glowing in a small gleam. he smiles down at you, giggling up at him he kisses your forehead. “what?”

 you shook your head, only allowing yourself to stay in this moment for a second. “so much for a long time no see.” his dimples pop as he laughs, sitting upwards more slightly.

 “hey, watchin’ ya’ cum on my face. that’s a good long time no see present.” the words made your face heat up, moving to grab your shirt throwing it on. harry eyes follow you making you push him softly.

 “why are you starin’ mister.” you lean over him slightly grabbing your shorts and underwear. he just smirks shaking his head, you roll your eyes in a joking manner.

 “imma’ go to the loo.” he nods as you walk off towards your bathroom, knowing you needed to pee after being eaten out. also it gives you a second to digest how the fuck this all seem to go down.

  your shorts were balled up in your hands as you walk bare, turning back to catch his eyes focused on your behind. turning you flick the switch, your reflection showing how dishevel you look.

 you grab your hair brush, calming the frizzy mess; as well as applying some lip balm to your swollen lips. glancing at your reflection, you internally scream.

 you’ll be in public view soon with a man who has just made you cum, from his mouth. now he is acting all weird as well, like he might like me.

 there’s no way that’s not possible. shutting the light off along with the thought that you knew was not true. making way back into the living area, harry has the movie back on at the part we last actually can recall.

 the pizza dings, making me beam. i turn to get the pizza but harry calls me out, “stop, sit down and relax. i’ll grab it out.”

 your eyes widen at the sudden nice gesture, neverless you thank him and get comfortable again on the couch. leaning forward grabbing the cup, the touch of the cup on your lips made you shiver.

 your eyes glance over at harry and you knew it, your crush was becoming more. it didn’t matter if you got hurt, you wanted him in a way you thought never possible.

 he holds two plates as he makes way back over, “here ya’ are my lady.” the plate held a few delicious slices. “thank ya, my lord.”

 a small smile breaks way on both your faces, as you throw your legs over his getting comfortable. the plate rested on your lap as you press play on the remote.

  halfway through eating your pizza, a clicking sound from a phone comes from my side. my head jerking towards harry who just busts out laughing at the photo.

 “harry.” you whine, snatching the phone to look. “you can not show anyone that, i look horrible!” it wasn’t horrible but not the best.

 “okay okay, but im not deleting it. you’re too cute.” the comment made you take another bite, trying to cover up the remark you would’ve made.

 after finishing the pizza and wine, the movie was finished leaving the two of you yawning. you stood in the kitchen making yourself a water bottle, turning to sleepy harry.

 “ill make ya’ some water and bring you a aspirin just in case, if ya’ wanna go lay down.” you knew the poor boy was exhausted. he throws you a tired smile before shuffling to your room, as you grab an extra bottle for him to use.

 taking your aspirin right away, you put an extra one in your hand. flicking the kitchen light off, you head into your bedroom seeing harry laying there half sleep.

 “here take this.” you climb into bed, placing the pill in his hand as you give him his water. setting your water on your end table, you plug your phone up and look back over seeing harry’s eyes on you.

 “cuddle me.” he pulls you down, a gasp escapes you along with a small giggle. his arm was underneath your head along with his other around your waist. you felt snug and tight, you press yourself more into him.

 “night h’.” you mutter softly, he kisses the top of your head gently. “night darlin’.”

#Harry Styles #harry styles imagine #harry styles smut #harry styles drabble #harry styles fluff

[pancakes4two]

combined dunkirkrry & hs1 omg ahhh this is a special one bc i have SUCH a soft spot for these two eras

previous parts from this series can be found here!

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harrysfinsta Y/N graduated and I had to take her on a trip to celebrate. Don’t know anyone else who would’ve been able to double major and graduate with honors, all while following their silly boyfriend as he chases his dream across the world. She’s just too smart for her own good; I never stood a chance.

I’m so lucky to love you, and to be loved by you. I’m so lucky to get to exist in a world where you constantly grace me with your infinite wisdom, knowledge, and wit. Proud of you everyday, but especially on a day like today.

Congratulations, sweet girl.

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yourinstagram you’re literally watching me cry at this caption right now this is so unfair i love you the absolute most!!!!!!!!!!! you know i wouldn’t have been able to do this without you by my side 😭 ily ily ily forever forever forever

gemmastyles Who knew my brother could be this sweet? Congrats to the lovely graduate and have so much fun on your trip! So well-deserved for the both of you 🤍

yourbff ok stop playing harry you made me cry… our girl is a GRADUATE 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

yourbff also is that a haircut i see????

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yourfinsta h’s new haircut HSHDHSBSBWBENHDHDHEHWBWNWJWJSJSBSBWJDJSJWJWBEJD

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bffsfinsta HIS FACE

yourfinsta IVE BEEN DYING FOR THE PAST 30 MINS

harrysfinsta Alright, chill out!!!

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yourinstagram when will my boyfriend return from war

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yourdad Still can’t believe H is going to be in a Chris Nolan film! We’re all so proud of him!

yourbff respect our troops.

yourinstagram so true 🫡🫡🫡

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yourfinsta excuse me for a moment while i

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA 💗💗💗🥺🥺💞💗🌟💞🌟💞🌟💗🌟💞💞🌟💞💗🌟❣️❣️❣️❣️❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❣️❣️🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤💞💞🌟😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

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bffsfinsta WHY ARE U NOT THERE WITH UR HOT ASS MAN AT HIS MOVIE PREMIERE.

yourfinsta I COULDNT GET OFF MY INTERNSHIP IM LOOKING AT UPDATES ON TWITTER GOING CRAZY

harrysfinsta I look good don’t I?!

yourfinsta CONGRATULATIONS YOU’VE FINALLY DONE IT. YOU’VE KILLED ME

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yourinstagram what a joy it’s been to be by your side as you go back to doing the thing you love the most, on your own this time!! harry styles (the album, not the boyfriend) will officially be out everywhere at midnight tonight and i couldn’t be more excited for the world to hear this beautiful boy’s art 💞💞💞💞

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harrystyles It’s all for you, you bring me home, thank you.

yourbff oh good we’ll finally get to hear the songs you won’t shut up about

yourinstagram and i’m not even the tiniest bit sorry about not shutting up this album is perfect in every way

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harrystyles Why are you posting on Instagram? Go get my coffee

yourinstagram ahhhh shiver me timbers🙄 you can wait for your coffee sir

yourmom My babies back out on the road! Stay safe!

#harry styles #harry styles fake ig #harry styles fake instagram #harry styles imagine #harry eras

[kanene-yaaay]

Okay, I came up with this idea while healthily procrastinating. So, the Omori Crew. They're playing Hide and Seek right? But it's their own special brand of Hide and Seek where the seekers will find and tickle someone until they publicly admit (through varying degrees of laughter) they're the seeker. While the former seeker cheers at a job well done before running away while the new giggly seeker recovers and plans their next move.

Now, what none of them (well except maybe Mari and Kel) will admit is that each of them have their own personal target when they're a seeker. Aubrey goes for Mari, Mari hones in on Hero, Hero is pretty much the only one who can catch Kel, Kel then murders poor Baby Basil with tickles, Basil tries to regain his lost tickle honor by attacking Sunny, and Sunny... well he's the outlier in that he doesn't have a specific target. The little goober just loves hearing his friends laugh that he just goes after whoever he finds first. Which works out to varying degrees of success.

Mari and Hero often abuse their big sibling perks and break the rule by attacking Sunny back, specifically Sunny since they know they'd get away with it. The boy is too forgiving, even with this severe case of unfairness and injustice.

Then there's Aubrey, who Sunny knows it's a 'Tickle at your own risk' scenario because that girl is a flailer, a total wiggle worm that Aubrey. She tries to reign it in for the sanctity of the sport but can't help those nerves. But Sunny thinks it's worth the risk because he loves her joyful laughter (but don't tell anyone he thinks that, or it'll be the silent treatment until the end of time).

Kel is also high on the 'TAYOR' scale for the fact that the boy cannot help himself. He was raised in the art of the Tickle Fight and he will fight or flight his way to victory! Until he trips on a tree root and lays their motionless for Sunny to jump him. Klutz. Well at least Sunny finds his screeching laughter hilarious enough to try for it.

Anyway Basil, yeah he's easy prey. I don't make the rules the boy is too ticklish for his own good. Doesn't help that he doesn't know how to protect himself. Which hey, Basil laughter is good for the mind, body, and soul so it works out for Sunny and those within a 5 mile radius to hear his squeaky cackles.

And that's all for today folks on the Tickle Fight Programming Network or TFPN for short. See you next time for the next in depth tickle analysis of these little goobers.

I am just SCREAMING SO MUCH and SO LOUD AT THIS!!!! YES YES YEEEES YOU ARE 100% RIGHT IN EVERY SINGLE!! DETAIL!!!!

I love the fact that everyone has their specific target and that the rest of them just knows it because holy GOSH! Can you imagine the anticipation!? Like, I am here imagining Hero hiding very well and trying to keep himself quiet until he listens to the melodious, loud and full of squeaks laughter that clearly comes from Mari and a shiver run across his spine because he KNOWS that he will be the next one, so he just stays there, a wobbly smile threatening to take over his face as Mari admits that she is the next seeker and Aubrey triumphly shouts and runs to hide and then the left over giggles disappear and everything goes silent again and he just stays there ~ waiting from his moment ~ wondering if it would be safer to already run away or try to be the quietest that he can ~

Also!!!! The fact that Sunny doesn't focus on just one friend because he loves to hear everyone's laughter STAAAAP 😭😭😭💛😭💛😭💛😭💛 MY HEART IS MELTING HEREEE. HE ABSOLUTELY WOULD!!!!

The mental image of Kel just NYOOOOM then tripping and falling into a loud laughter while Sunny is there, proud of himself for making a friend happy is just too precious I am going to lay on the floor rn and cry tears of pure joy excuse me

Aubrey!!! Trying to !!!! Not wiggle too much to not hurt anyone!!! SO SWEET SO AMAIZNG SHEEEEE WOUUULD

Also!!!! BASIL'S PART YESH YESH YOU ARE VERY RIGHT HE IS JUST SO SILLY AND TICKLISH SORREY BEAN YOU'RE TOO CUTE TO RESIST 😭😭

#I am #so happy with this #THE AMOUNT OF PLAYFULNESS! THE SILLIES! THE GIGGLES AND TICKLES AND LAUGHTER #perfection. absolutely perfection #chef kiss chef kiss this is fabulous and the only thing I will ever think about until the end of my days #IT'S THE WHOLE GANG AAAAWWWWWWWWW #t h e m #omori tickles #omori tickling #starstorm2112 is precious #AND A GENIUS #i am DYING with this magnificent hcs #omori tickle headcanons #Switch!Sunny #Switch!Hero #Switch!Mari #Switch!Aubrey #Lee!Kel #Lee!Basil #<333 #<3 #EVERYONE LOOK AT THIS. THIS IS EVERYTHING

[ateez-himari]

Agust D Tour 230625 : Surprise Appearance

An emotional roller coaster brought about by an unexpected guest.

June 26, 2023 (5:13PM)

Only a day after bringing solo artist PSY to the stage in order to perform their song 'That That', rapper Agust D announced another guest appearance. Many expected the artist to be a member of boy group BTS and were quite taken aback when ATEEZ vocalist Himari stepped on stage to perform their recently released single 'Pray'.

With the artist's group being in the midst of promoting their comeback album 'The World Ep.2 : Outlaw' her schedule seems to be quite busy yet she pushed herself to perform alongside her adoptive brother. Not only did the audience consist of the rapper's fans but it so happens that BTS members Jimin, Jungkook and V were present that day along with her eight group members who came in support of their maknae, placing a heavy spotlight on the young star.

While ATEEZ is well known for their powerful stage presence, it shocked many that the vocalist was able to put on such a strong rap performance throughout the setlist. Although it did serve as a reminder that despite her soft demeanor, she has well earned her place in the group's 'demon line'. The silky voice fans had grown enamored with showed impressive flexibility in its ability to endure switches in flows as well as Agust D's famous growling delivery.

Though their live vocals proved to be impressive it was their bond and pain that was shared to all those in the stadium that made this a truly unforgettable concert. The audience was almost silent during their set as if completely immersed in the story told through the verses, only to erupt in loud cheers barely a moment after the last note. Their duo performance's setlist included: Snooze, Confessions and Hikikomori (from their single) as well as Burn it, People Pt.2 and so far away.

During their title track 'Snooze' her hand would not leave the safety of her brother's and it was only whilst singing the lyrics "다 괜찮아질 거야" that the song's emotion finally got the better of her. Unable to keep going whilst sobbing she went to hide herself in his arms, making many attendees swoon at the unconditional love share between the two as well as the rapper's gummy smile breaking through whilst he gently held her. The several warm embraces from their set are sure to be stored away in many fans' camera rolls for a very long time.

After six performances packed in both emotions and energy, the two began walking around the stage to greet fans and as the younger idol played around, the rapper was caught looking at her with what looked to be tears in his eyes. It was explained in a live later that night as being pure pride in seeing that his sister was no longer the child he remembered, which also flooded him with sadness. It has become clear that these artists have a deep relationship we could fawn over without ever getting tired of it.

It seems as though we can have high hopes for the maknae's future endeavors as she is the first member of her group to have a solo project such as this. ATEEZ Captain, Hongjoong, sent out a twitter update containing a picture of the whole group together after Himari had joined them in the stands to finish watching the concert which contained a caption saying : "So proud of our little tiger ! You have faced so many obstacles since our debut yet found the strength to push through and ended up creating such a beautiful single ❤ Not to mention how mesmerizing your performance was. Forever our beautiful little star"

That same night a few hours after the concert the tiger in question sent a message to ATEEZ's b.stage platform saying : "I am very grateful to all of those who came to tonight's show and wanted to say a special thank you to my members. Without them I would not be where I am today as they are the ones who gave me the strength to continue, they were the ones who showered me with love, care and support throughout the years we have been together. They taught me how to better my dancing, to strengthen my vocals, to rap and most importantly they have shown me what it feels like when friends love you from the bottom of their hearts all the way to the ends of the Earth. They have made me unbelievably happy through the darkest of times and held my hand every step of the way. Please continue to hold my hand, and thank you again. I love you from the deepest parts of my soul ❤"

She also extended her thanks to rapper Agust D in a separate post that read : "To Yoongi-oppa : Tonight was truly wonderful because I got to perform alongside you for the first time, like you promised the day of your debut. From my very first audition you have supported me tirelessly, called me to make sure I was alright, kept up with our schedule just to send me encouraging texts before our stages and took me under your care when I had to move away. Thank you for giving me such a wonderful opportunity and for every single moment we shared together even with busy schedules. Please stay healthy and be safe during the rest of your tour. I hope we see each other very soon. I love you ❤"

Unbeknownst to the younger idol, Jeonbuk Hyundai Motors captain, Min Hanzo attended his little sister's first solo stage and flooded his fans with numerous photos as well as videos of her performance. He then shared a photo of the two backstage with the caption : "Words cannot describe how proud I am of you. It's crazy to me just how fast you grew up my little Hima. Well you're not so little now it seems. I truly am speechless and I regret not being able to tell you the extent of my pride but please know this. The universe blessed me by making you my sister, by giving me such a bright sun to light up my days in this life. Forever and I always I will love you ❤️🌞."

Stream 'PRAY' here !

Stream 'THE WORLD EP.2 : OUTLAW' here !

#ateez 9th member #ateez au #ateez extra member #ateez female member #ateez imagines #kpop oc

[dailytomlinson]

Louis Tomlinson on the 'importance' of supporting new artists, 'brilliant' 5SOS and his 'amazing' Away From Home Festival performers STONE

"There’s this feeling – not of guilt as such – but of luck that I’m where I’m at," Louis explains as he tips rising Liverpudlian four-piece STONE for success

Not content with travelling the world on a tour that saw him entertain 500,000 fans across five continents, releasing his brand-new single Bigger Than Me and creating 'sonically ambitious' second album Faith In The Future, Louis Tomlinson has another passion.

Away From Home Festival, an event curated by the singer-songwriter, saw 17,000 music lovers descend upon Malaga, Spain last month for a line-up boasting the likes of The Vaccines, Hinds and Louis himself.

He's an artist known for recognising and representing up-and-coming artists; having helped 5 Seconds of Summer secure a global platform in One Direction's early years.

Now, as he prepares to release his second body of work, we find out why championing new talent is so important to him.

Speaking on his Away From Home Festival, which hosted its second event last month in Malaga, Louis told OfficialCharts.com: "It’s only the second year we’ve done it, but it’s already something that’s pretty special to me.

"It’s something I’m really proud of. It’s a dream I’ve had for a long time, to create something like that. It’s already come such a long way, it’s something I’m immensely proud of."

Louis went on to explain that he feels a 'responsibility,' given his profile, to support rising singer-songwriters.

"There’s a responsibility, being in the situation I am and lucky enough to have the social following that I do," he told us. "If I can help out a little that’s really important to me.

"There’s this feeling – not of guilt as such – but of luck that I’m where I’m at.

"If I can help out, that’s good to me. That’s part of my intention behind Away From Home. The first festival that we did, we had a band called Bilk. If you haven’t heard of them, check them out because they’re amazing.

"This time round we’ve had STONE. That’s really important to me and was part of the thought process behind Away From Home."

STONE are a four-piece indie group hailing from Liverpool, made up of Fin Power (vocals/guitar), Sarah Surrage (bass), Elliot Gill (lead guitar) and Alex Smith (drums).

It's safe to say Louis is a huge fan

"STONE are amazing," he says. "They’ve got loads of amazing support slots right now; it feels like they’re really having a moment. For me, music like that is very interesting. It’s different to what 75 per cent of other artists are making, and that excites me. I’m lucky enough to be in the position that I am, so championing new music and artists is something that’s really important to me."

We congratulate Louis on his taste and strong eye for talent, citing 5 Seconds of Summer's growth since he first asked fans to 'get behind' the group back in 2012.

"They’re absolutely brilliant," he beams. "They’ve had a very long career now, and even without the One Direction tour, those boys would be where they are today because they’re brilliant musicians and writers. They’re a brilliant band. It’s always been important to me to support other artists."

This comes as Louis readies the release of his second solo studio album. Marking a true evolution in confidence since his debut record Walls, he explains the album is more 'sonically ambitious' than his previous work.

"I felt much more freedom in this record to express myself in the way I wanted to," he told us. "I didn’t put as much restraint on myself as I did on the first record.

"On Walls, I was so overanalytical about every sound. Every lyric. Every moment. I went into this process with a lot more freedom and, naturally, I’ve created something that’s more true to who I am as a musician and as a music fan; what I like listening to."

#purely music stuff #130922 #officialcharts22 #louis tomlinson