#i fucking miss my silly guy sm

[r0d30-brqt]

updated skull design n follow up update for sternum

#khr #katekyo hitman reborn #skull #sternum #d.art #d.oc #i dip skull low and kiss him so sweetly #i fucking miss my silly guy sm #and his brother #and his otherr brother.. #looks directly at alder

[salsflore]

when he’s the worst thing to have ever happened to me ♡_♡

#nobody look at the tags i’m MENTAL #⠀mika’s chatroom !⠀ #ZHOGMWLIG... MYMY...Y.U.Y. MY :((( MY SCRUNKLY WHATT #mihoyo why pls pls #i love him i love him even though hes ancient and silly i love him so so so much we r holding handssss we r kissing we r fucking insane #none of you get it but i do #i thought he was a temp crush i swear but NOOOO puppy crush was a hop skip and a jump away from falling madly madly in love w him #miss him sm sm sm i’m kissing him! plepals!!!! GUYS YOU DONY GETITY RI STOPEP #i am SO GOD DAMN THANKFUL i pulled him when i did else i'd be suffering #ue. my beloved forever n’ ever #plelwa.s.s.e.s.s..e.fgvgjfbt huguhybyg.h.hh.h.h.h.h. 1 hug my dude thats all i need just ONE PLE #⠀my dearest archon⠀𑁋⠀17.03⠀

[dolene]

GET BACK ON TRACK ; charles leclerc x reader

summary: after carlos's wedding announcement is everywhere and taking over your entire life, you decided to break the slump and getting back on track by moving on.

...★...

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carlossainz55 Carlos & Rebecca. 5.5.25

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username fuck. yncarlos shipper we lose

username We've been losing since day one, there is no winning. Only losing 😔😔

username MY SUN????? MY MOON???? Okay what kind of torture are you guys gonna get me for this week

landonorris happy for you, mate!

yourusername Happy wedding to the beloved couple!! I wish you the best years of love and a great future together ever after 💗

username NO Y/N DON'T PRETEND

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danielricciardo Congratulations, and don't forget to spare the wine! 😄

alex_albon Lily and I wished you both a joyful wedding and a happy life! Don't forget about Lando, though.

username another day another cry (for y/n)

charles_leclerc Congratulations to the happy couple! Glad to be there and watch the sweet moments unveiled.

pierregasly The two of you were looking so sweet together. I hope I can make a good uncle in the future 😁🤣

carlossainz55 It's far still away from that and you're already thinking of that is insane

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alexconsani My name is not Alex Albon, but you know who could Thai-you-down-tnite😏

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username She flew right away to France because she know she's the realest

username SHE TURNED EMO 💀💀

username the impact of losing him is real

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username No captions just a pure masterpiece

username after seeing charles liking this, my feelings said something so gossipy

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yslbeauty Stunning as usual ✨✨

gigihadid I miss Australia and the photo booth

charles_leclerc 🤪🤪

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username What is this silly ass interaction

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yourusername Gossiping with my new friend

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username Um is it gossiping about the whole thing with Charles?

username if it's real idk how to even react

username she literally said "i'll snatch your ex teammate"

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username girl it's over, she really going out with charles

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username at least she moved on... (jumping off a burj khalifa right after)

username idk if i have to be happy or be depressed rn. but anyway congratulations for the HARD launch last night, enjoying it sm 💀🫶

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#duhyork's artwork ৎ #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc fic #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc smau #charles leclerc #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #f1 x you #f1 fic #charles leclerc x y/n #charles leclerc x female reader #danielle marcan #carlos sainz x reader #carlos sainz x ex!reader

[obsessedduh]

genre: smut and fluff!!

cw: implied fem reader, overstimulation and sweet and silly sex. that's it!

side note: sorry, i haven't been as frequent as i used to, and decided to make this though i'm hella sick as an apology 😭. also got hella lazy to do a proof read so sorry if it's shit. OH AND THANK YOU SM FOR 800+ AND IN LIKE THREE MONTHS TOO!? FUCKING LOVE YOU LOT!! 😭😭

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MDNI – MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ

simon 'ghost' riley with a dorky wife who works at a zoo? like when you guys were on your first date and you told him you work with animals for a living, he was hooked, interested even. he literally felt like he wanted to buy a ring and propose to you there and then.

so when he comes home from work and you rush up to him and also hug him, saying how much you missed him. it shocks him. c'mon. you're dealing with a man who barely had affection in his childhood. of course he's happy, coming home to see his gorgeous fucking wife so happy to see him. it's batshit crazy to him how he even got the chance to marry a pretty thing like you.

it doesn't take long before you usher him onto the couch and give him his dinner and sit next to him, blabbering about what happened at work the same day. he just stares at you with a blank expression, causing you to wonder if you're talking too much. he notices how your face alters, and he looks back at his food and continues eating it, "so how's alina, she doin' ok?"

alina? the pregnant white tiger you mentioned a couple months ago? he remembered! you instantly perked up and started yapping again. it took everything in simon to not smile at your cuteness, he loves how cute you are. espically in the bedroom.

gosh how much he much loves your facial expressions when his cock abuses your poor pussy. staring at the way your pretty face contorts into a pleased expression when fingers runs up your thigh to your pussy to tease your clit. watching as his name falls out that pretty little mouth of yours. gawking as your wetness coats his length with a white ring.

you bite your lip, slowly becoming obsessed with simon's hypnotic touch. he leans down to capture your swollen and bitten lips into a sloppy kiss, touching intertwining in a heated kiss, one that has you moaning into the kiss like a desperate love-sick puppy.

he pulls away, a trail of spit running down your chin, proof of the kiss you shared. he thrusts his hips little faster, his cock stretching you ever so good. he ogles you as your eyes roll to the back of your head and your toes curl. you let out a drawn-out moan as you cover his cock with your currently pending orgasm. he fucks and praise you through it, grinning at the way your face scrunches up when you feel the overstimulation creeping up to you.

he doesn't stop though, still fucking you stupid. he thrusts into your pathetically soaked cunt. his tip bumping against your cervix. you whine from the painfully pleasuring sensation in your lower core. tears prickling up in your eyes.

"sh baby, don' cry. i know know... it's t'much, but you can take it, princess? can' you? yeah? there's my good girl, taking my cock s'well?" he coos in your ear, his words are as sweet as lullaby. the movement of his hips beginning to go incoherent, indicating he's gonna cum soon.

"gonna cum, love. wanna cum with me... yeah, i know you do. cmon cum with me, love." he again, coos in your ear, this time his voice is breathy with a slight rasp.

you blabber and moan out as you squirt around his length once again. your hands gripping desperately his arms to stabilise yourself when your thighs begin to shake and tremble. he buries his creamy white deep inside of you, groaning as your pussy milks him dry.

he slowly pulls out, his cock now flaccid and resting on your thigh. you both pant, tired from your session.

"hey, maybe if we're lucky, you could get pregnan' like alina, hm?"

"you're honestly such a dickhead simon."

"awww... c'mon, you know you love me."

you both laugh like high-school children and then he places a soft kiss to your forehead.

"let's get cleaned up, yeah?"

"sounds like a date."

he let's out another chuckle at your words. "mhm..."

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#🎀 — 𝑶𝑩𝑺𝑬𝑺𝑺𝑬𝑫 #cod ghost #ghost x reader #ghost x you #simon ghost riley #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley x you #simon riley x reader #simon riley #simon riley smut #simon ghost riley smut #ghost #ghost smut #cod ghost x reader #ghost x y/n #simon riley x you #simon riley x y/n

[gemini-sensei]

hello! your writing is really amazing!! can i please request robby keene with a sweet hyperfem gf that’s a cheerleader or a ballet dancer? maybe how his friends + dad would react to him being with someone pretty opposite him that doesn’t even do karate. thank you sm and once again your writing is awesome 💕

I love this, it's so cute! Thank you so much 🥰

Robby Keene x Cheerleader!Reader

This is a little hijinks and silly fun, so I hope that's okay.

"What do you mean you can't come to training on Saturday? It's mandatory."

Robby stares at his father incredulously. Not for the fact that he's already told him this fact a handful of times, but for the reason that he's pulling shit out of his ass. He's ultimately unimpressed.

"It wasn't mandatory until you just said that," Robby tells him, rolling his eyes. He takes his drink from the fridge, where he'd been stopped, and walks by his oblivious father. "And I've told you this a hundred times now. This isn't new."

"Where do you have to be on Saturday that you can't come to training, huh?" Johnny asks, following after him.

They walk the short distance to the table, where Robby is trying to study for his GED. His father makes that infuriating difficult, however, he'd rather be struggling through that than answer his question. Though it's been long enough that he's been hiding this secret from his father and friends. It's bound to come out eventually, so why not now?

"My girlfriend has a thing," he tells him, intentionally leaving out what the 'thing' is. "I told her I'd go."

"Wait. Since when do you have a girlfriend?"

"Why does it matter?"

"Because my son has a girlfriend." Johnny smiles proudly as if this is some big accomplishment. "Is she hot?"

"I'm not feeding into this," Robby tells him, finding that question weird coming from his dad. He's not surprised by it, but that doesn't make it any less weird. "And that's not the point."

"Right, right," Johnny says, sitting back. He pops open a beer despite it only being four o'clock. "Well, just tell her you can't go. If you tell her something else came up, you won't have to go and she won't get upset at you."

"No," Robby sighs, shaking his head. "I told her I'd go and I want to go."

"Well, what is it?"

"Competition."

"What, like a pagent or something?"

"What? No. Just leave it alone."

Robby gathers up his things and takes them to his room, deciding it'd be best to leave the conversation there. Besides, he'd like to study in peace.

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"Where's Robby?"

Johnny gives Daniel a look, his lips pressed thin. "He's not coming. He's going to something his girlfriend is competing in."

"Whoa, wait a minute," Hawk says, inserting himself into the conversation shamelessly. His voice as well as his next question draws in everyone else's attention. "Since when does Robby have a girlfriend?"

"Wait, you guys didn't know about this?" Johnny asks, eyeing Hawk and Miguel as they look back at him curiously. They shake their heads and his frown deepens. "Well, shit."

"So Robby is missing training for his girlfriend?" Demetri asks for clarification, though no one there doubts that he'd do the same if asked.

"Yeah, pretty much."

"And it's because of some sort of competition?" Miguel further inquires.

"That's what he said."

"Aw!" Sam let out with a smile. "That's so romantic. He wants to support her."

"Well, now I'm curious about this mystery girlfriend," Hawk grunts, smirking as he looks at his friends. "I wonder what kind of competition she's in and how much fun he's having there."

"Hold on a second," Daniel says, stopping the teens before they can get too ahead of themselves. "Hawk, whatever you're thinking, it's a no. Whatever reason Robby has for not telling anyone about this girl must be a good one. There's no need to overstep boundaries."

"Fuck boundaries, man. I wanna know who this girl is if she's so special to hide from everyone," Johnny huffs. Daniel glares at him and he glares back, then turns to Hawk and Demetri, the resident cool nerd and huge nerd. "Is there a way for you guys to find out where he's at right now without him knowing?"

"Well, we could check his snapmap and see his location," Demetri says, pulling out his phone.

Hawk watches Johnny's face turn confused and he can't hide his smirk.

"What the hell is a snapmap? Is that some sort of soundboard app or something?"

Everyone looks at him, then each other before Daniel lets out an exasperated sigh. This was not how any of them planned their day, but he seemed to be the only one complaining.

○○○

When they arrive at Robby's location, according to Snapchat of all things, they find themselves at some kind of arena. Johnny leads the pack of nosy teenagers inside but quickly finds himself lost as her tries to navigate the event signs that are posted around the place. Hawk takes the lead, deciding the best course of action is to follow the noise.

Daniel follows begrudging behind his nosy daughter, promising himself to keep them all out of trouble. He sounds like a parrot, repeating himself about how this is a bad idea and how Robby will never trust any of them again if they continue on. "Curiosity killed the cat, ya know."

It isn't long before a woman stops them. She wears a sticker on her shirt that says "Volunteer," but the stern look about her screams wannabe event planner or security, or some horrid mashup of both. "Excuse me, only family and school associates are allowed here."

Ever fast on his feet, Hawk said, "No worries. We're with one of the schools."

"And what school is that?"

Sam spies a board with a list of schools on it, happy to see a convenient option on the list. "West Valley."

The woman's attitude quickly changes. "Oh, are you with the yearbook? Your teacher said you'd be coming, but we never heard anything back from him."

"Yep, that's us," Hawk says, pulling on a photo-ready smile.

"Well, let me get you checked in," the woman says, walking them over to a table.

To keep up their little act, Hawk and Sam babble on about having "finally found the right place" and "getting their stuff out of the car soon." Everyone else stays quiet for the most.

The woman grabs a sheet of stickers and writes on them with a black marker, then passes them out to everyone. When she gets to Johnny and Daniel, she says, "You must be chaperones."

Daniel opens his mouth to say something, but Johnny cuts him off with a quick, "Sure we are." It gets them each a "parent" sticker slapped onto their shirts and they're permitted to keep going.

As they walk, Demetri scoffs. "I can't believe that worked."

They find the entrance to the arena and walk inside, hearing some sort of chant echoing off the walls. As they come out from between the seats, they finally see exactly what kind of competition Robby promised to attend.

A group of cheerleaders took center stage as they went through a routine on the mats. They wear bright smiles as they lift their pompoms into the airs and their pleated skirts swished around their legs. Off to the side, other teams sit as they watch with smiles of their own or talk among themselves, waiting for their turn to go up and show the crowd their moves. Upbeat music plays as the performing group does their thing, keeping the crowd in good spirits.

"Oh my god," Tory laughs. She grins wide, never imagining in her wildest of dreams that Robby Keene would ever date a cheerleader.

Miguel nods along slowly, still a little taken aback by the scene. "This wasn't what I was expecting."

Johnny smiles proudly. "Hell yeah. My son's dating a cheerleader."

"Your son's pissed off," a voice says from behind the group.

They all turn to find Robby standing with a small bucket of popcorn in one hand and a bouquet of flowers in the other. True to his words, he wears a less-than-impressed look on his face. If looks could kill, they'd all be dead where they stand.

Johnny steps forward. "Look, Robby, you can't really be mad at us-"

"The hell I can," Robby cuts him on.

"I told you so," Daniel chimes in.

Sam slaps his arm. "Don't even go there. You came here with us."

"Enough," Robby cut in, gritting his teeth. "I can't believe you guys crashed my girlfriend's competition all because I didn't want to tell you-" he points at Johnny, "about her yet. And shit like this is the reason why, on top of the fact that you make everything that is in the slightest bit feminine into some kind of win to men."

"I don't do that," Johnny says nonchalantly.

"Yes, you do," Robby, and everyone else, responds.

He gives them all a look, but then turns back to Robby. He opens his mouth to speak, but Demetri cuts him off.

"The second you found out it's a cheerleading competition, you counted it as a personal win," he says.

"Shut up," Johnny huffs.

Suddenly, the music stops and the announcer comes on over the loudspeaker. "What a great performance! Give them a round of applause. We'll take a ten-minute break, so refresh your drinks and get ready for the great team from North Hills!"

People start to get up and move around, causing things to get a little chaotic and crowded. Robby takes the opportunity, with a major eye roll, to slip away. He walks back to his seat or rather stomps back once he steps onto the bleachers.

His eyes scan the arena but it doesn't take long for him to find the group of cheerleaders he's looking for. Not too far away, North Hills stands, going through some last-minute stretches before their performance. Among them, his girlfriend is drinking from her water bottle. Her hair is done perfectly, there isn't a single crease in her uniform, and she looks absolutely beautiful. Her uniform shows off all of her curves whilst keeping things modest, giving Robby an eyeful of her shapely legs.

As she caps her water off, their eyes meet and she smiles really big. She throws up her hand in a cute wave and he smiles back, momentarily forgetting his anger. He waves back and she blows him a kiss. Only for her, he pretends to catch it and press it to his lips, which makes her giggle.

On the lower levels of the bleachers, farther away from Robby but not too far that they can't see him, his father, friends, and Sensei watch. They're still equal parts curious as much as they are feeling guilty - at least most. Unapologetically, Hawk smirks as he watches the little interaction between the no-longer-secret-lovers.

"That's Robby's girlfriend?" Demetri asks, pointing out Reader among the group of North Hills cheerleaders.

Tory smirks. "She's cute."

Hawk chides, "More than cute."

"I just can't believe Robby would hide the fact that he has a girlfriend," Johnny huffs. He shakes his head, still in a state of semi-disbelief as he watches the group, studying the girl who looks to be his son's complete opposite. "A cheerleader at that."

"Gee, Johnny, I wonder why he'd do such a thing," Daniel deadpans.

Johnny goes to respond hotly, but the announcer comes on to bring everyone's attention back onto the competition. Soon, the North Hills team is coming onto the mats and getting into formation. They take their deep breaths, smiling big and pretty for everyone. Then the music started and they began their routine.

○○○

After all of the teams performed and the winner was announced, the room became chaos, but Robby could care less about the people around him. He makes his way down the bleachers to reach Reader, who is celebrating with her team by jumping with joy and talking over each other. They hold a big, shiny trophy as they squeal and congratulate themselves for working so hard to win.

She sees him as he's walking over and she lets out a giddy squeal of his name. She rushes to him and he catches her in a hug, holding her tight as she squeezes him.

"We won! We won!" she cheers happily.

He smiles and kisses her cheek. "I knew you would."

She pulls back, smiling at him. Her eyes shine as she looks at him. "Really?"

"Of course," he tells her. He has always believed in her. This is what she's passionate about, so how could she not win? "I got these for you."

He holds out the flowers for her and she takes them with so much care and admiration. "Aww, thank you! I love them!"

She throws her arms around him again, this time around his neck, and kisses him. He happily kisses back, holding her waist. He pulls her close, against him so that they can deepen the kiss and really share the moment. It's her day and nothing beats a hot kiss from your boyfriend after all the hard work paying off.

However, a whistle interrupts them followed by loud clapping. "Hell yeah!" someone yells and Robby pulls away annoyed.

He looks over to find his father and the others watching him. He glares at his dad, letting him know that he is not at all amused or happy with his presence there. In fact, the anger bubbles back up and his jaw clenches as he stares down his friends.

"I still can't believe you're here," he grumbles, cutting each of them a look.

Demetri and Miguel at least look a little guilty and remorseful, whilst Daniel practically chastises Johnny for encouraging all of this behavior and invasion of privacy. Tory looks amused as all Hell while Hawk takes the moment to shamelessly check out some of Reader's friends.

Sam smiles kindly. "Well, all of our meddling aside, I think it's sweet you skipped practice to be here."

Robby wants to roll his eyes, but Reader grabs onto his jacket and catches his attention. He looks at her and almost melts.

"You missed your practice for me?" she asked cutely.

He hums and gives a little shrug like it isn't a big deal. "I told you I'd be here."

"Aww," she lets out, smiling wide. She plants a big kiss on his cheek, leaving a little lipstick mark there.

He blushes as his friends watch, but he can't bring himself to care too much with her in his arms. She makes it impossible to be a grump when she's around, easily the best part of his days.

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[gremlingottoosilly]

oh my god i love ur writings sm, im gonna sharw a lil silly thought i had for a while now

okay so..im really into all soft könig and loving husband könig but.....him getting mad at us but like in the possesive jealous way.

ive seen alot of girlfriends pranks their bf by saying "i miss my ex.." and i kept wondering how would könig react if we prank him like that yk 😵😵

Ah, so you have chosen death. Konig is by no means a confident man. He is cocky, yes, his ego is as giant as his dick - but this is all a very clever disguise of his disgustingly soft and fragile core. He is afraid of losing you, nervous of not being enough because, deep down, he understands that this is who he is - a pervert, a guy well in his thirties who dates a younger woman because he has no luck with women his age, who see his obsessive and desperate tendencies for what it's worth. He is gaslighting himself into thinking you didn't have a life before him. no exes, no past lovers, he manages to convince himself to think you were a virgin before he magically came and picked you up to be his wife - so, he doesn't take any mentions of your ex well, even the prank ones. If you hated the poor bastard, then congratulations - you just managed to kill him with a few words. Konig is on a mission to find the guy/girl/pal and kill them, preferably in the most gruesome way. You can already feel that the prank had gone wrong just by Konig's eyes - if you don't want any homicide to be committed, you would have to immediately reveal the prank and suffer the wrath of jealous and possessive sex you will experience for the next two weeks in case your Colonel husband is off the deployment - Konig needs to fuck the feeling of of his system, and he is not afraid to literally lock you up in the house again, forbidding you from even stepping out in the nearest months.

#konig x reader #cod #yandere konig #konig

[juyeonszn]

SWEET

PAIRING lee juyeon x f!reader

WORD COUNT 4.61k

GENRES fluff ﹒ smut ﹒ minuscule bit of angst

WARNINGS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, mature language, boy next door/neighbor au, reader was in a toxic-ish relationship, juyo is so cute and so sweet, until he’s kinda 😵‍💫 yk?, um kevin and changmin appearances, reader being absolutely irrevocably impossibly down bad for juyeon’s hands, so hand kink lol, making out, vaginal fingering, cum eating…. lol, they get a little sappy at the end

SUMMARY maybe this was for the better. maybe it was okay to let your guard down every once in a while, so long as it was always for your flirty neighbor.

MORE i would like to apologize for putting this out a day late… um i was really busy preparing for my enhypen concert so 😭 not a lot of writing was happening since there wasn’t enough brain juice flowing. anyways. ENJOY <3 pls rb if u did! (ALSO THANK U REESE AND @sungbeam FOR BETAING AND EDITING <<<3 i love y’all sm)

PERM TAGLIST @winterchimez @maessseongs @itsbeeble @zzoguri

If there was one thing you took pride in, it was your keen sense of hospitality.

You’d been raised as the type of girl to always be welcoming when a new face arrived, to be that guiding light for them as they adjusted to all the changes in their life. When you were little, your mother taught you to introduce yourself first, because you never knew if that person was shy or not. Of course, there was the usual ‘Stranger Danger’ pep talk, but it differed greatly from the new friend pep talk.

The first time you exhibited this wonderful trait of yours was in middle school when the foreign student in your class was forced to stand at the front of the room. He wasn’t necessarily shy, but you could tell he didn’t really enjoy being put on the spot, hands behind his back as he said his name and where he was from.

Kevin Moon. Age 13. Vancouver, Canada.

The only empty desk in the classroom was the one beside yours, and that was the golden opportunity to become best friends with the new kid. As soon as he settled into his seat and class had resumed as normal, you leaned over slightly and cupped a hand over your mouth to whisper loud enough that he could hear.

“Hi! I’m Y/N!”

He gave you a small smile in return and from then on, you and Kevin Moon were the best of friends.

The second time you proved your kindness was your freshman year of college. It was still syllabus week, but your professor had sent out an email over the weekend with papers that needed to be printed and brought to class. The guy next to you didn’t get the memo, freaking out over already messing things up on the first day.

You didn’t know him at all, but you felt bad that he was so stressed. In turn, you decided to rip up your own papers. He looked at you like you were crazy, maybe because you were. What idiot does something like that?

You give him a warm smile. “There. Now we’re both missing it.”

All he can do is laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. “I’m Changmin.”

“Y/N.”

After that, Ji Changmin came to be another one of your closest friends. It was kind of silly that something your mother instilled in you at a young age had become such a big part of your life. It brought you people who you’d cherish forever. But it also brought people you wish you’d never met.

“Get the fuck out.”

“Y/N, babe, we can work through this—”

“Are you deaf?” Your tone raises and your feet carry you to the front door, swinging it open. “I said to get out of my apartment.”

“We’ve been together for three years. You’re not gonna fight for us?” He pleads, clasping his hands as he stands in front of you.

“Why would I? Why should I stay with someone who doesn’t value me enough to stay loyal?” You seethe, your anger growing in size the longer you glare at his pathetic face. The face of a man you thought would love you until death did you part.

“She meant nothing to me!” He tries to rationalize with you, but you won’t have any of it. You weren’t stupid and you sure as hell weren’t blind.

“Do you take me as a fucking fool, Daehyun? I’ve known for months that you weren’t ‘working late at the office’. She even DMed me and showed me screenshots of your messages. Now get out before I call the cops.” You’re so pissed off that you don’t even realize you’re crying, fat tears trickling down your hot cheeks.

“After all I’ve done for you and all I’ve given you? You’re gonna act like a bitch?” He drops the innocent boyfriend act, backing you into the doorframe.

“Leave, Daehyun.” You say flatly. You’re not gonna give him the satisfaction of crumbling beneath the weight of his words. You knew the truth, you knew what kind of person he truly was after all this time.

He scoffs, grabbing his jacket off the hook beside him and finally storming out of your apartment. You cover your mouth with your hand to muffle the sobs that so badly want to escape. You watch as he bumps shoulders with a stranger holding a box, thankfully not looking back at you.

You make eye contact with said stranger, eyes wide like a child who’d just gotten caught with their hands in a cookie jar. His eyes resemble those of your friends’ when you told them you’d found out about your boyfriend’s infidelity. You both stand there for a moment, an impromptu staring contest ensuing.

Quickly, you snap out of your trance, cowering into your apartment. You vaguely remember the elderly woman across the hall mentioning that someone was moving into the unit beside yours. She had never told you a specific date, though. Had you known it was today, you might’ve expedited the dramatic break-up with Daehyun.

How could you possibly introduce yourself to him after he witnessed that? And in your current state; snot-nosed and teary-eyed? There was no way. You’d just have to postpone that for another day. Hopefully he didn’t mind too much.

“Was he cute?”

“Kevin, why is that what you’re worried about?” Changmin’s mouth pulls into a thin line, smacking the slightly older male over the back of the head. He winces, caressing the spot to ease the pain.

“I wasn’t really paying attention to that when I had just shoved my cheating ex boyfriend out of my apartment,” you push around the ramyeon on your plate with your chopsticks. “I do feel terrible that he had to see that though. But how can I face him after that?”

Kevin taps his chin with his index finger, lips pursed in thought. “Why don’t you bake for him? Welcome him to the complex like the hospitable neighbor you are.”

“That’s not a half bad idea, actually.” Changmin nods, shoveling some rice onto his spoon. The Pisces deadpans and reclines in his chair.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“Okay, enough bickering you two. I need you to finish eating so I can start planning what to bake.”

The third time you practice your mother’s life lesson, is the next evening when you’re face-to-face with your neighbor’s door.

Your hands have begun to clam up beneath the warm tupperware of cookies you were holding. Were you supposed to just knock on his door like everything was fine and dandy? What if he wasn’t even home? Maybe you should just leave the baked goods with a note and—

The door swings open to reveal the stranger from a few days ago. However, this time he also wears that expression of shock, cat-like eyes widened. Your mouth moves like fish out of water, not sure what you should say or how you should say it. So you don’t think and you just act, extending the tupperware towards him.

“H-Hi, I’m Y/N, I’m your neighbor,” your speech is a little shaky, but you’re too nervous to focus on that. “I— um— I baked these for you as a housewarming gift to welcome you to the complex. As well as an apology for making you a bystander in my messy breakup.”

His features relax as a smile inches its way onto his face, graciously accepting the treats you made for him. “Thank you, you didn’t have to do that. And don’t even worry about it, I just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“N-No, you’re fine, I swear! We shouldn’t have aired our dirty laundry so publicly like that. You did nothing wrong.” You wave your hands as if physically dismissing his words. He lets out a little chuckle that warms your chest.

“If it’s any consolation, I’m glad that you left the dude. He sounded like a total asshole,” your neighbor tucks the tupperware under his arm, leaning against the threshold of his apartment. “You seem too nice to settle for somebody like that. From what I’ve seen, of course.”

You don’t know why that has your heart skipping a beat like a high school girl. Perhaps it had to do with the fact that he really was cute. He had a boyish charm to him, but not so much so that it overpowered how handsome he was. Kevin was going to have a field day with this information.

“Uh, thank you. I should be getting back to my place now. I have an early day at work tomorrow. Have a good night!” You clear your throat to kick yourself out of whatever stupor you were about to fall into, bowing. As you’re turning on your heel to make the ten foot trip to your own apartment, he calls out your name.

“I’m Juyeon, by the way.” He grins, waving as you push open your door.

“Now that is quite the interesting development.” Kevin snorts, helping himself to one of the raspberry filled donuts you’d just finished baking.

“If you keep eating my product, I’m gonna have to kick you out of the kitchen and out of my bakery,” you chide, swatting his hands away from the baker’s rack. “And how is that interesting in the slightest? I literally gave him the cookies, apologized, and that was that.”

“He was literally flirting with you, Y/N. Changmin, tell her I’m right. Apparently I’m no longer a voice of reason here.” He says through a full mouth.

“I mean, yeah? Kinda? Calling a girl nice is usually guy code for ‘I think you’re attractive and I could see myself sleeping with you’,” Changmin shrugs, tearing off a piece of Kevin’s donut. “But I also see where you’re coming from. You did just meet each other. He could’ve just been trying to console you in a way.”

“Why am I even friends with men when they’re useless?” You throw your head back, speaking to no one in particular.

Perhaps Kevin truly was overthinking the situation. Juyeon seemed to be a kind person who probably didn’t want any problems with his neighbors. It made sense why he’d side with you after witnessing your break up. Besides, the wounds were still too fresh to even consider thinking of anyone else in such a way. No matter how hot they may be…

You’d just have to wait and see for yourself. Only time could tell what would become of the nature of your relationship with your cute new neighbor.

You look insane with everything in your cart, filled to the brim with baking ingredients. It was around 10 PM and here you were, at the grocery store buying the things needed to make cinnamon rolls. Being a baker with a bit of a sweet tooth meant your cravings got a little out of hand at times, forcing you to make drastic decisions. (I.E. grocery shopping so late at night.)

Even your clothing choice was silly: flimsy pajama shorts with Care Bears patterned on them, a baggy t-shirt, and matching slippers. It’s not like anyone cared anyway. And it wasn’t like you were trying to impress anybody either.

But as you’re walking towards the registers, you start to regret your outfit. You very quickly spot your neighbor with a basket on his arm, waiting in line for self-checkout. You feel all the color drain from your face as you stand there, staring like an absolute idiot.

He’s dressed in a pair of grey sweatpants, a hoodie swallowing his figure. He looks so effortlessly good, it kind of makes you upset. Because how are you just now meeting a guy who’s both kind and attractive? As far as you were concerned, they didn’t exist in real life— they only existed in fairytales.

Juyeon looks up from his phone and catches your eye, his hand coming up to give you a little wave and one of those crinkly eye smiles that he does when you pass each other in the hall.

As the weeks have passed, you’ve seen him more and more than you deemed normal. You’d bump into each other on the way to or from picking up your mail, you’d hold the elevator for the other in record time, and you’d even leave your apartments at the same time. Now it appears you’re running into the guy at the supermarket, too. You tried to chalk it all up to coincidence, that you just both happened to be thinking on the same wavelength.

But shyly waving back to him right now reminds you that divine intervention had crazy ways of working its magic. Perhaps those had all just been openings for you to engage in something more with your cute neighbor. And there was only one way to find out.

You psych yourself up as you walk towards him, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear. Juyeon’s smile grows wider as he notices you approaching. “Hey, stranger. What are you up to tonight?”

“Some late baking,” you giggle, wanting to punch yourself in the face for sounding like a goddamn school girl. “I was actually wondering if you’d like to come over and keep me company? Totally up to you of course! I just thought it might be nice to get to know each other properly.”

Your suggestion is what leads the two of you to meet back up at your apartment after purchasing your respective groceries. You attempt to tidy up as best you can while you wait for the knock at your door, setting out all the ingredients on the counter and preheating your oven.

The soft knock comes moments later and you find yourself practically running to open the door, grinning at the sheepish expression on Juyeon’s face. You allow him inside of your apartment, trailing after him into the kitchen. Part of you felt like you were moving on too fast after Daehyun. As a baker, your kitchen was your safe space. It was where you went when you needed to be alone and in the comfort of what you knew best. Kevin and Changmin were the only ones you trusted to be within that element. For you to let Juyeon in— to let him permeate the walls you’ve never let down before, not even with your ex— was brand new territory.

“I almost forgot you own a bakery,” Juyeon speaks up, fingers tracing along the stand mixer. “But seeing all this expensive equipment reminded me of that. It only makes sense that someone as sweet as you would constantly be around sweet treats.”

You fail to bite back your smile. Maybe this was for the better. Maybe it was okay to let your guard down every once in a while, so long as it was always for your flirty neighbor. He laughs when you nudge his shoulder, grabbing all the dry ingredients for the dough.

“On a scale of one to ten, how patient are you?” You ask, avoiding his eyes as you open the flour. The question was in regards to several things.

“I’d say about an eight or nine. Patience is a virtue, you know. It comes easily if you practice hard enough.” He answers, leaning against the counter and watching you.

You let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding in, searching for your measuring cups. Both you and Juyeon begin to measure out the dry ingredients, dumping them into the mixing bowl. You decide to let him take some of the reins, folding in the mixture of milk, egg, butter, and yeast. While he does that, you prepare the cinnamon sugar.

“I think I’m done. What do I do next?” He turns to you, head cocked to the side slightly. You might actually die of cuteness aggression. The duality of man would one day drive you to the brink of insanity.

“Now you just knead it until it’s smooth.” Your back is to him as you say this, putting away any refrigerated items so they don’t go bad. But as you face him again, you wish you hadn’t.

Your eyes zero in on his hands, kneading the dough with careful, nimble fingers. You feel light-headed as you slip into a spell, gawking at how long and slender they are, massaging the dough like an expert. How had you never noticed how big and pretty his hands were?

Maybe baking with Juyeon was a bad idea. You could barely focus on anything but his fingers pressing the under-construction-cinnamon rolls into the counter. Oh how badly you wanted to be that dough— his hands all over you, groping and massaging and kneading and caressing everywhere they could reach.

The veins running up his arms weren’t helping either, instead fueling the fire burning in the pit of your stomach. You feel your lips part, eyes glossed over with that all too familiar lustful intensity. You wouldn’t be surprised if you had to wipe away drool after this.

“Y/N?” Juyeon glances up from the dough, a little taken aback by your reverie. He follows your line of sight, grinning to himself smugly when he realizes what has you so transfixed. He’s finally found your weakness, and he couldn’t wait to dangle it over your head. Patience was a virtue, but perhaps it would be okay for him to dabble with a vice for once.

He pushes out the dough, using his thumbs to spread it into a rectangular shape. He feels his blood pressure rising the darker your eyes get. However, he’s aware that you just recently got out of a relationship. He wants to move at a pace you’re comfortable with. So he won’t take the first step. He has to leave that up to you.

It’s at a certain point that you come to, blinking to force away the dirty thoughts plaguing your mind. You travel your field of vision to his face, where you find him already looking at you. Your cheeks heat up in mortification from being caught red-handed. You were just gawking at the poor guy’s like they were a piece of fresh meat. This was terrible.

You swallow thickly, averting eye contact to grab the bowl of cinnamon sugar. “Uh, we can start forming the rolls now so they can rise. And then— um— and then we can make the glaze.”

The burn of his gaze on your profile has you tripping over your words, cinnamon sugar sprinkling onto the counter space surrounding and the knife almost slipping from your grip when you go to cut the dough. Juyeon catches it for you, wrapping his fingers around yours to guide your movements and keep them steady.

You feel his breath behind your ear, his chest pressed to your back. His hand is so much larger than your own, nearly covering it entirely. He doesn’t make an effort to move either, rolling the dough into swirl shapes along with you. The whole time this is happening, neither of you are saying a word, letting the silence consume you and the air around you.

As the rolls are rising/baking, you set up everything necessary for making the icing. Juyeon watches with hearts in his eyes as you whisk the sugar, cream cheese, vanilla, and butter in a separate bowl. He wonders how many other people you let see you in this setting. How many people get to see you do the thing you love so dearly?

“I’d like to visit your bakery sometime, if you wouldn’t mind,” Juyeon suddenly says, resting his elbows on the counter as you taste test the icing. “I wanna try all of the desserts you bake.”

“I’m opening later tomorrow morning actually,” you smile, humming in appreciation when the sweetness of the glaze hits your taste buds. “You can come with me to try the fresh batches before I put them out? I’ll warn you though, I get there at like six.”

“AM?” His eyes practically pop out of their sockets.

“Yes, AM.” You laugh, lightly shoving him backwards.

“I’ll put like ten alarms so I can make sure I’m up in time, then.” He pokes his cheek with his tongue, tipping his head to the side. The goofy smile on your face remains even after minutes have passed and the two of you are just waiting for the cinnamon rolls to finish baking.

It feels like hours have gone by with the two of you standing there when they’re finally ready. The ding of the oven has you springing into action, putting on some oven mitts and taking out the baking sheet. Juyeon's eyes light up and even though you’d just been losing your mind over how insane he was making you, you find yourself cooing at him.

He laughs as you grab a couple spare icing bags for the cinnamon roll glaze, filling them generously. You hand one over to him and decide to split the rolls evenly, icing one half yourself while he does the other. And for once, you think that tonight might end normally. You think that nothing eventful will happen and you’ll just ice the cinnamon rolls without problems.

But you were wrong, like always.

“Ah, shit—”

You glance up from the roll you were glazing to see what the fuss was about. Juyeon’s icing bag tore somehow, the sticky topping getting all over his hand. Truly, you were no better than a man, with the filthy thoughts inhabiting your brain almost instantaneously.

He brings his hand up to his mouth, licking the glaze off the back of his hand and wrapping his lips around his thumb. You felt dizzy, drunk on the sight of your extremely attractive neighbor doing something so sensual without even trying to. You bite your lip, accidentally dropping your own icing bag due to lack of attention.

Juyeon smirks slightly, relishing in the way it takes absolutely nothing to hypnotize you with his hands alone. He really tried to keep himself contained. He really wanted you to extend the first olive branch, but he knows you’re apprehensive. So just this once, he tells himself that it’s okay to initiate, to give you a little push in the right direction.

He takes a step closer to you, caging you against the counter. You stare up at him with wide, doe eyes, as if you were completely innocent despite the naughty images flashing behind them. Juyeon brings his thumb up to your lips, the pad of it still covered in icing.

“Think you could clean this up for me?” He asks, voice low and husky. You could actually combust with that all on its own.

Just like your formal introduction, you don’t give yourself the time to think, and act, instead, running your tongue along the length of his thumb. Juyeon doesn’t restrain the groan in the back of his throat, holding your face in his hands and pulling you in for a kiss.

You reciprocate immediately, fisting his hoodie like it was the only thing capable of stabilizing you. Maybe it was, with the way Juyeon’s lips synchronized with yours and his fingers tangled in your hair. You thought the ground would swallow you whole and wake you up from this dream. On what planet did someone like Lee Juyeon like a girl like you?

His hands slide down your body, groping everything in their path desperately before cupping under your thighs and lifting you onto the counter. He knocks the baking sheet of cinnamon rolls out of the way, palms rubbing up and down the sides of your legs. You want more, so much more, but you’re afraid to ask. You’re afraid to start something you’re not even sure you can emotionally handle.

Juyeon senses your hesitation, detaching from you momentarily. “We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want. I understand if you still need time.”

“N-No, I want this— I want you— I'm just… scared.” You breathe, your forehead using his shoulder for support.

“I'm not him, Y/N. I can give you the world if you’d let me. I’d never do what he did to you, that’s a promise.” He holds your chin between his thumb and forefinger, kissing the crown of your head.

“Okay,” you nod, smiling up at him. “I trust you, Juyeon.”

You reconnect your lips as his fingers slip beneath your pajama shorts, toying with the waistband of your panties. His lips curl up when he feels you squirm, legs parting to make more room for him in the middle of them. You sigh, body shuddering when he drags his knuckle down your clothed slit.

Juyeon hooks his fingers into your shorts and underwear, hauling them down your legs. You place your hands behind you to brace yourself, a shiver trailing your spine when the cool air of your apartment hits your warm core. He groans again at the sight of you bare for him, using two fingers to spread your lower lips.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty,” he swears, his thumb slowly circling your clit.

You whine, tossing your head back as he applies more pressure. Bit by bit, you begin to lose yourself to the pleasure of Juyeon’s gorgeous hands. Soon the stimulation on your clit amplifies when he adds another finger, thrusting it in and out of your entrance. He curls deep inside of you, like he was reaching for something he’d left.

One finger turns to two, and before you know it, Juyeon’s openly finger fucking you on the counter. He leans over your body to keep your lips together, kissing you sloppily while all his focus is on drawing you to the edge. You can almost taste it, your saccharine release in your field of vision now.

It’s a little embarrassing how quickly he was able to wind you up and trip you over the edge, but you feel too euphoric to care. You pause in your kiss to look down at his handy work. (No pun intended.) It makes your head feel foggy and your vision blurry to see his deft fingers fucking you open, veins bulging, like he’d done this many times before. Your hooded eyes follow them up his forearms, a whine escaping your lips.

A particular curl of his fingers and circle of his thumb have you clenching around him, creaming like you’d never had an orgasm in your life. He doesn’t slow his assault, bringing you down just to put you back up on that summit once again. The overstimulation has you cumming a second time in a matter of what felt like seconds, whimpers becoming voluminous moans.

Juyeon kisses you softly, gently pulling out his fingers to lick them clean like he did with the cinnamon roll glaze. A choked groan bubbles past your mouth, tossing an arm over your eyes. He laughs, towing you to the edge of the counter.

He brushes some stray hairs out of your face, moving your arm to smile dopily at you. “I hope you know I was being serious about the whole treating you better thing. If you’ll give me the chance.”

“I know. I told you I trust you, remember?” You nip at the inside of your cheek. His eyes crinkle up like they tend to do when he’s smiling so genuinely. It forces the wind out of you, because how could you ever get used to a sight so stunning?

“You’re so cute.” He laughs, kissing all around your face and smushing your cheeks together.

“Juyeon,” you mumble. “I’m half naked…”

“Even better,” he grins, pecking the tip of your nose. “Makes it that much easier to do all of the other things I wanna do to you.”

© juyeonszn. do not steal, claim, or repost.

#the boyz #the boyz x reader #the boyz smut #tbz #tbz x reader #tbz smut #the boyz juyeon #tbz juyeon #lee juyeon x reader #lee juyeon smut #juyeon x reader #juyeon smut #juyeonszn #fawntober.2023🎃

[ell-does-stuff]

MAKING A BIG OL POST OF EVERYTHING I GOTTA SAY ABOUT THE NEW SPOOKY MONTH BECAUSE HOLY SHITTTT THERES A LOT

‼️‼️SPOILERS OBVIOUSLY‼️‼️

THE THIEVES ARE BACK WOOOOOOOO!! IVE MISSED THEM SM

also eepy lila

while gathering images for this ive noticed that the "pile of dexter" as im calling it is staring at the thieves the whole time they're in the attic (specifically fat thief)

is he somehow still alive???? just possessing a pile of dead doll????????

so cool to see the big ass spider get some actual relevance!! def gonna be important next episode for sure

ROSS'S DAD!!!!!!!!

also jaune is so pretty with her hair down like omggg... love to see her being such a supportive friend to lila as well

"are you throwing away dad's stuff mom?" WAAAAAA MY POOR BABYYY IM GONNA CRYYY

HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN HI KEVIN

theyre so me

DEXTERRRRJRJRJRHSHSHDBBDBSB!!+!!!!!(!!

"this cat looks sick im taking it to the vet" BULLSHIT i know what you are. 👁️👁️

DEXTER'S MOM!?!?????!?!?!?!?!!!??? i had no idea she would ever show up like wow i did not expect to see her at all

poor little babies and their lack of parents

ok sorry ik im joking here but MAN this scene made me feel bad 😭😭😭

THE FUCK.

pretty sure this dude is the same guy as the "costume bob" in the last episode??? i felt bad for him last time but here he seems like kind of a pathetic and weird ass man ngl lol

RADFORRRRRRDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!(!!(;+;!;(;;(;??;(;;!!(+!!++!(++!

HES SUCH A GOD DAMN SILLY NERD MAN LIKEEEEE "he even sounds like he does in the movies!!!!!!" BROOOO I LOVE HIMMMMMMMMMM DJJDGWHDHSHFH

he is EXACTLY how i pictured he would be!! my brain is not gonna shut up about him for the next few days i just know it HAHAHAH

also my caramelpopcorn (thats their ship name right?? or was it candycorn??? i forgor lol) heart is completely full, i loved actually seeing him and kevin canonically interact, they are perfect <3

HES IN THE CANDY CLUB OUTFIRTBD RJSHNF EBDJFBSBDJC EJDUFBEBW DKXN SCUEBFNFBRJSJCJCHDB!!!!(!!!!!;+;(;!!(+!!

"im... uh... like an uncle!!" "i just wanna help the children..." BROO??? feeling kinda bad for frank rn, these are like the only kids he genuinely cares about and hes being turned away from em

ik hes a shady guy but STILL

GREGOR LOOKS SO GOOFY DOING THE DANCE JDBDHSHFHD LIKE WHY DOES HE LOOK LIKE THATTTTT

also i made this gif myself yall better like it

aaaaaaaaaand dexter's mom is dead.

like son like mother i guess 💀

love how ignacio's door has small little boards on it from when they bashed it with a hammer HAHAHHA

also, looking at the inside of ignacio's house, is that john's family on the little table there???

one of the images in the arg gives a better look at this, but i had no idea it was in IGNACIO'S HOUSE of all places. why does he have that??? and right by the gun too.... what is this silly cult man planning......

(the arg image in question if yall were wondering)

"we understand you" "we're here for you dude" "thank you guys, i just wish things weren't so..." HATZGANG FRIENDSHIP WAAAAA!!!!!

also ROY HAS BEEN THROUGH SHIT MY POOR GUYYYY i wanna hug him mannnn 🥺

IMAGE LIMIT IS KILLING ME SO IM GONNA REBLOG THIS WITH MORE SHIT TO SAY BECAUSE I AM NOT DONE MANNN‼️‼️‼️‼️

#spooky month #sr pelo spooky month #spooky month spoilers #skid #pump #skid and pump #lila spooky month #lila #fat thief #thin thief #kevin #kevin spooky month #dexter erotoph #radford #radford spooky month #father gregor #frank #frank spooky month #jaune #ross's dad #ross's dad spooky month #ignacio #hatzgang #roy spooky month #ross spooky month #robert spooky month #roy #ross #robert

[hearts-4-vicky]

hi my loves 😛 back with wony this time!!!🫶🏼

warnings: g!p reader, dom reader, 7th member of ive reader, established relationship, pet names, sub wony, sensitive wony, unnie kink, unprotected sex, squirting, nipple sucking, creampie, masturbation, praise🤫🧏, yujin comes outta no where😭

🙏 not proofread so😝

i feel like wony would DEFINITELY masturbate to her gfs fancams when you’re gone cuz babygirl so needy🥺 but she’d be so loud??? like sweetheart, lets calm it down a bit🥺🙏

While your ‘LOVE DIVE’ fancam was playing in the background, wony had two of her long fingers in her cunt, trying to mimic your rough thrusts but nothing could ever compare to you😔 Before she could add a third, her door opened “Wony? Princess, I’m bac- Oh!” there stood the woman plaguing her mind, you. “You jerking off to me baby? miss me that much huh?“ you smirked, slamming her door shut and walkin toward her, stripping with every step you took, “unnie…. help your princess? please?” wony whined, looking at you with her big, innocent eyes🥺 how could you say no to your babygirl when she was looking at you like that? Not wanting to waste a second, you get between her spread legs and get your cock out of your boxers, resting your tip on her folds. gripping her hips for balance, you look at her flushed face, waiting for approval😘 “tell me what you want baby” she didn’t realize you were even speaking, so focused on your features🥺 like a siren luring a sailor into her trap with her song, you had wonyoung memorized. from your head to your feet, wony loved every bit of it, every bit of you🥺🙏🙏🙏🙏 (me when ME WHEN)

“Baby? you listening?” giving a hip a lil tap, “huh? oh! sorry unnie, you’re just… really pretty” wonyoung whispers with the cutest smile🥺🥺🥺🥺 (i want her) “but, please hurry and fuck me” 😛 leaning forward to whisper in her ear “anything for you, wonyoung.” you hear wony’s breath hitch once you push your hips forward to be deep inside her. grunting at her tightness, you start to move, causing wonyoung to moan with occasional whimpers of pleasure. “takin unnie so good my gorgeous girl, doing so well” you groan into her neck, placing kisses on her every part 🥺with every thrust, you went deeper into wonyoung’s cunt. you move her legs to rest on your shoulders and to be deeper in her. with this new position wonyoungs moans turned into squeals and cries of your name!!!🥺🥺🥺🥺

"a-ah! keep going unnie! stretching me s-soo good!!” her hands found the back of your head, pulling you down to her chest ❤️ circling her hard nipple with your tongue and rubbing the other, never slowing down your pace❤️❤️❤️ it seemed too much for wonys sensitive body as she felt a familiar knot in her stomach🥺🥺🥺🥺

“gah— unnie! s’too much…! s’too m-much for wony!” “c’mon baby, give- ugh, unnie one more? sound so fucking pretty, my girl”

resuming your pounding, wonyoung’s moans get louder, anticipating her release for a second time “unnie! FUCK!” wony had never came that hard ever in her life, tightening with every second passing by “shit, wony! gonna cum in you baby, fill you up with unnie’s cum, doll” with one last slam into wonyoung’s cunt, your cock exploded in her, fucking your load deeper and deeper into her warmth🤫🧏 wonyoungs vision started to get blurry, nearly passing out with every thrust into her sensitive pussy “s’too m-much unnie… s’too much…” she sobbed out, nails digging into your back, drifting off to sleep as your thrust came to a stop🥺 “My gorgeous girl, I love you with all my heart” (ME WHEN ME WHENNNNN) placing soft kisses on her face🥺🥺🥺🥺 pulling her into your arms, you turned so wonyoung was laying on you

“Yo, can I bor- WHAT THE FUCK.” Ive’s leader had walked into quite the sight, a naked, sleeping wonyoung and your cock still in her. “hi yujinnie! what’d you nee— why are you naked-“ “me next right”

hehe silly! me after texting my ex!!! whoops!!!! hahaha😂😂😂😂 (i miss you sm come back pls)

love you guys, stay safe, and dont text ur ex💋

-Vicky

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[jermer10]

TF2 relationship hcs + miss pauling

suggestive, gn reader | silly romantic hcs

drabbles under the cut :P

Scout:

- the most emotionally immature out of all the mercs, also the most inexperienced with dating so he can get pretty jealous over stupid things - a demo flirts with you? dead. a medic pockets you for too long? whoops didn’t see that enemy sorry medic. god forbid another scout even breathes in your direction - ironically he used you to make Pauling jealous and eventually realised he actually likes YOU (fake dating trope my beloved) - non-stop rambles about you to his ma, when she meets you she’s already calling you her child in law - dates with scout usually consist of going to baseball games or getting lunch together, he’s pretty simple and won’t plan anything too extravagant unless it’s an occasion (with spy’s help ofc) - not huge on pda, will hold your waist or sling an arm around your shoulders on occasion, in privacy however he is HUGE on physical affection he loves you sm <333 - stroking your hair and running his fingers along your back, kisses on your neck, throwing in a couple of cheesy pickup lines here and there - pretty much only refers to you with pet names, “doll, babe, toots, handsome, etc” he’ll only use your name when he’s emotional or during intimacy

Soldier: - the most dense man on god’s green american earth so unless you’re similar to zhanna, chances are he won’t even bat an eye at you. you need to be batshit and violent for this man to notice you first - wakes you up at 5am sharp every morning for “training” (forcing you to workout with him whilst he yells at you….lovingly?) expect to be buff as hell after a couple months because his routines are intense - “DROP AND GIVE ME 20 CUPCAKE” “GOOD JOB SOLDIER. HERE IS A KISS FOR YOUR HARD WORK” “PUSH THROUGH THE PAIN SWEETHEART” - his kisses are really rough, he lifts you up into the air and spins you around or dips you and it’s genuinely super sweet, he enjoys picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder as well :3c - he has no jealous bone in his body, only random accusatory statements towards anyone who shows kindness towards you and it deters them enough for soldier to never have to worry - dates with soldier usually consist of working out or going to war museums, will never plan fancy dates so that’s all up to you - does not care about public or private affection, he will makeout with you anytime, anywhere and is unapologetic about it, much to everyone else’s dismay - “EUGH! GET A ROOM YOU TWO!” “AFFIRMATIVE, WE WILL MOVE TO THE LIVING ROOM”

Pyro: - i hc pyro as being aroace so a romantic-platonic relationship between you guys would be more mushy and cute than anything else - going out on ice-cream dates and buying matching colouring books and seeing how differently you each colour the same scene - cheek kisses no matter where you are is a must!!! holding hands around the base, tapping on each-other when bored and to show affection <3333 - the other mercs have no fucking idea what your relationship is but none of them care as long as you’re keeping pyro in check - you’re the first and only merc to see pyro without their mask on, one of the most tender moments shared between you and something that they treasure - pyro doesn’t get jealous, but they will harm anyone who makes you uncomfortable, no questions asked - cuddle buddies!!!! you guys can be seen lying around the base in a sleepy huddle, i can see demo joining and medic or engie tripping over y’all 😭 - they are super attentive of your needs and compromise despite having trouble feeling romantic or sexual attraction, as long as you enjoy it, they enjoy it

Demoman: - more of a flirt than scout is, and that’s saying something. demo will chat you up at any time of the day, whether it be in the privacy of your bedroom or straight up on the battlefield - has died MULTIPLE times because he just cant keep his eye off you, he makes mental notes of how attractive you look while bashing an enemy spy’s brain in and uses it later (WINK) - a solid 80% of your relationship is shared in silly drunk moments and the other 20 is rooted in insecurity. demo being jealous? likely. demo being scared of you leaving him for someone with two eyes and their head on straight? definitely - there are nights where he feels completely sober just holding you in his arms and acknowledging that you’re here and you love him, warts and all - SUPER BIG ON PDA!!! he wants the entire world to know that you’re his, also super big on cheesy nicknames “beauty, my love, handsome boy/beautiful girl/gorgeous partner” - messy kisses, lazy cuddles, dragging his fingers along your body feeling every dip and curve <3333 even if the affection seems half assed, his heart is devoted to you - offhandedly mentions you to his mum after dating for a year or so, to which her response is to slap him upside the head for not telling her sooner and then asking about grandbabies - you’re demo’s rock, if you asked him to go sober for you he probably would. he adores everything you do, words are unnecessary just look at his face

Heavy: - the stern and silent type, he generally doesn’t show public affection towards you unless it’s to protect you or to calm you down - in private he is the most gentle merc, holding you close to him and stroking your hair, playing with your fingers and mentally squealing at how cute and small they are compared to his, rubbing your back with his palm - he is a man of few words, but it’s pretty obvious that he is completely enamoured by you just from the way he touches you and how his gaze softens when he sees you - would plan the most personal dates, things that he KNOWS you would enjoy doing or seeing just so that he can see you smile up at him - “Любимая (darling), Дорогая (dear), Любовь моя (my love)” are the most common pet-names you’ll hear him calling you, he’s a more traditional guy - heavy is not a flirty man, he’s too blunt and would rather say what he means in the most direct way possible. thaaaat doesn’t mean he discourages you from flirting with him however - his family is extremely weary of you to begin with, heavy doesn’t talk about you much and so they’re going to be on guard (despite the fact that he could crush you with one hand if you did have malicious intent) - after a while though they warm up to you and consider you apart of the family- baking with you, teaching you how to hunt bears, making bearskin clothing, cooking the bear meat, talking about marriage and children, ANYTHING they can do to include you

Engineer: - it’s tough dating engie - he’s either working or passed out from the exhaustion of working, so you never really get quality time with him - he still takes every chance he can get to show you a good time, whether it’s cooking dinner with you or writing songs for you, he is much more romantic than he leads on - “darl, darlin, sweetheart, honeybee” sweet and simple names that roll off the tongue - the merc most inclined to shower with you. not even in a sexual way, he just enjoys the calm heat of the water and how intimate it is to share such a space - creates devices to make your life easier; need a new weapon? no need to buy a faulty mann co one, he can build you anything you want. need your very own kitchenette so you the other mercs can’t keep stealing your food? he was already drawing up the plans a week ago - the type of guy to bring you breakfast in bed every morning, putting on some slow romantic music and peppering your face with kisses to wake you up - always keeping tabs on you in battle, making sure that you’re safe and unharmed (despite knowing that you can respawn he still hates seeing you hurt) - the least jealous man to exsist, he is completely secure in himself and knows that if you didn’t wanna be with him, you simply wouldn’t

Medic: - another workaholic over here, it’s a mission getting him away from the operating table, or his desk right next to it - quiet, soft moments are few and far between, but when you do get them they are spent in each other’s arms lazying around the base - medic isn’t the romantic type and would likely just take you out to a traditional dinner or would want to teach you how to perform certain medical procedures on dates - don’t get him wrong! he loves you entirely, he just doesn’t see the need in being overly romantic with you, his way of showing love is letting archimedes anywhere near you or letting you lie on the operating table while he finishes up his paperwork - his pet names for you include “schatz (treasure), maus (mouse), meine taube (my dove)” - will pocket you 1000% and the other mercs HATE it - they have to strategise a way to keep you separated from eachother during battle - it wouldn’t matter if you were invincible or on the verge of death, this man would protect you to the ends of the earth. that being said he is also a massive shithead, will tickle you randomly or poke fun at you when you’re in a bad mood. its sweet. usually - in that middle ground of jealous but also chill af, he will only really become jelly if you’re flirting with someone else, but if they’re flirting with you he does not care unless you’re uncomfortable

Sniper: - simultaneously the most chill and anxiety ridden person on earth, the way he can go from 1 - 100 in five seconds should be studied - it takes him a VERY long time to actually warm up to you, let alone DATE you, so be wary that you’re in it for the long haul if you want this man - the first 6 months of dating are torturous for the both of you, he is far too nervous to touch you and instead of telling you this he will literally just ignore you, but once you start being physical he is one of the most touchy mercs - you will have to be the initiator in most situations until he becomes more comfortable with affection, this man has spent most of his adult life in a van isolated from society so its no kidding that he would be awkward with you (even though he adores you) - “love, babe, darling, honey” generic nicknames, if he’s feeling more comfortable he’ll use “sweetheart” or “roo” if you’re getting on his nerves - he doesn’t do dates. like sorry to burst your bubble but he would consider eating dinner together in his van or even just having a bath together a date - extremely jealous but will never admit it and it is VERY obvious. this could be said for most of his feelings though and reassurance is all he really needs - will spy on you using the scope on his gun during battles, killing enemies who might try to sneak up on you <3

Spy: - spy is by far the MOST romantic merc out of the bunch, will take you out on date nights every week, intimacy regularly, affectionate both in private and public, etc he is the dream - in saying that he is also a player, he needs a partner who can keep him feeling fresh, and someone who is just as cunning as he is - will intentionally try to make you jealous in order to get a gauge on the kind of person you are. he is entirely mind games babe and will play it off as if he doesn’t care about other people trying to flirt with you (he wants to kill them with his bare hands) - he is either going to be obsessed with you or mildly attached, there is no in between and it will be strikingly obvious which it is - often refers to you as “mon amour (my love), beau/belle (handsome/beautiful), mon bébé (my baby)” - most likely enemies to lovers, if you’re good at your job he sees you as competition, if you’re not he sees you as a nuisance, either way you’re initially a problem to him - but then he starts to wonder: why can’t he stop thinking about your skin? and the way you say his name? and the way you bashed that sniper’s brains out? he is smitten without even realising it - occasionally cloaks and follows you around to keep you safe from enemies, but mostly sticks to trying to win the match

Miss Pauling: - if you thought engie or medic were bad you have NO idea with pauling, she quite literally has one day off a YEAR - and you bet your ass she is spending it in bed all day cuddling with you - doesn’t use pet names, she’ll either call you by your last name, or some nickname variation of your first name. she called you “babe” once and cringed so hard she couldn’t even look at you - as much as she doesn’t want to put you in any danger, she LOVES bringing you along for missions. she gets to finish earlier and spend time with you, its a win-win situation - coming home from work and eating dinner with you is the highlight of her day, she could be completely exhausted and yet you bring life back into her with just a smile - yes you had to “fight” scout for her and there was absolutely no competition, he didn’t even know you two were together until she rolled her eyes and kissed you in front of him (he was surprisingly supportive) - she’s far too busy to be jealous, if someone was flirting with you she wouldn’t even notice until it escalated and the person was on the floor with you standing over them triumphantly - she dreams about being able to go on museum dates with you one day, but for now bubble baths, dinners, and morning kisses are all you both get <\3

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 scout #tf2 soldier #tf2 pyro #tf2 demoman #tf2 heavy #tf2 engineer #tf2 medic #tf2 sniper #tf2 spy #miss pauling #tf2 miss pauling #tf2 fanfiction #tf2 imagines #tf2 x reader #tf2 x you #jermer10

[dazedazaii]

may i request vamp!dazai drabble where he is just praising, body worship and being overall sweet to his lover? <3 , , fem reader btw and i prefer if the drabble had smut ;; ur writing is so cute sggjjjfk , im so excited !!

love you ‘till youre dry ! — vamp! o. dazai

i love vampzai sm … he seems like such a silly guy ..

cw: fem reader, biting, cunnilingus, slighttt blood mention, body worship, praise, tit playing, squirting, lmk if i missed anything

“from your lips,” sharp fangs slightly dug onto your lips, making you groan slightly and shiver, cunt dripping wet onto the bedsheets. blood slightly trickled out of your plump lips, tongue swiping over it and wiping it clean.

“to your stomach,” dazai’s lips made it’s way over your neck, kicking it and peppering kisses before slowly running down to your stomach, lips practically drooling for you. he played with your tits and hardened nipples, turned on by the vampires intimate touches.

“and to my favorite, one and only pussy.” hot lips brushed over your bare and exposed cunt. squirming for his touch, you whined and quietly begged under your breath, begs becoming meaningless babbles as the fangs of the vampire made slight contact with you. with your legs over his shoulders, dazai smirked, making eye contact with you before licking his lips seductively.

his tongue rolled over your pussy as you groaned out in pleasure, hands in your lovers hair as you whined, dazai’s hands firm on your legs, making sure they stayed spread open.

“so delicious — mm ~ might be better than anything i’ve ever tasted ~”

“‘saaammuuu ~ ! mnahh !!” unable to speak, you threw your head back onto the bed and moaned, body shaking and the pleasure getting to your head, making your sight blurry and brain fuzzy. dazai’s tongue slipped into your tight hole, the foreign feeling of pleasure making you hiccup and grip onto the sheets. thighs threatening to clam shut, the vampires strong yet lanky looking arms made them stay apart.

“almost done ..~ just stay still ‘n look pretty f’me. g- god, you taste so good … might get addicted ~” the sound of dazai slurping your wet cunt echoed slightly in the dim bedroom as you panted, breathing heavy.

“osamu .. c- close …” dazai’s hands were removed away from your thighs and to your chest, squeezing your tits just right as your legs clammed shut on his face, bringing him closer onto your pussy, eating you out as if this was the first meal he’s had in centuries.

“your tits — so nice, practically made for me to hold, dont ‘cha think ? fuck ..!” your thighs tightened even more and your breathing got heavier, red face dripping down small beads of sweat as you shouted out a moan, squirting your cum down on dazai’s face.

his head rested between your thighs for a minute longer, licking up almost all of your cum off your thighs and his lips before slowly getting up with a cheeky grin.

“pretty girl … there, there, no need to be shaking. felt good ? yeah, i bet. you tasted amazing, belladonna ~ never had a meal as good as that before.”

dazai leaned onto your face and gave a gently kiss on your lips again, the small trickle of blood made then now dried as he licks it, brushing your cheeks gently with soft mumbles of sweet nothing into your ear.

#bungo stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs dazai #bsd dazai #osamu dazai #dazai smut #bsd smut #bsd x reader #dazai x reader #dazai x you #bungo stray dogs x reader #혜인 🖋️

[rootbeerworshiper]

Normal (part 4)

pairing: fem!character + matt sturniolo

summery: Abigail and Matt have been best friends for years and practically grew up together. the two hiding their feelings for one another, until one stupid drunken dare changes things.

warnings: smuttttt, fem!recieving, switch characters lowkey, swearing as always, drinking alcohol

this took so long for literally no reason but i had sm fun writing it so i hope you enjoy reading!!

pt1 pt2 pt3

love, sienna

flashback!!

“Matty come here!” i yell as i run towards the swings. it was a beautiful August day in Somerville and me, Matt, Chris, Nick, and Nate just entered the local park after buying slurpees.

Matt follows close behind “wait up!” he yells out as i continue running, slurpee still in hand, a blue tint on his lips.

the other three walk further behind, a little less eager to go on the swings. “how much would you bet they get together?” Nick asks his youngest brother, motioning to Matt and i now on the swings together.

Chris thinks for a moment. “honestly, i don’t know if Matt will ever man up, bro puts himself in the friend zone” he laughs, taking another sip of his cherry slurpee.

“true, look at them” Nick gestures once more to us on the swings, our swings now linked together so we can swing at the same time. “so incredibly hopeless” they continue walking towards us

Nate speaks up after practically chugging his slurpee “one hundred bucks they start dating before we’re 25”

“easy money, my man Matt isn’t confessing till he’s on his death bed” the two shake on it, making Nick laugh, no one expecting this bet to come into play later in life.

end of flashback!!

the thing about the friend group is that when Abigail confessed her feelings for Matt, Nick immediately told Chris, not being able to keep the information to himself. The two of them were also aware that their brother reciprocated the feelings, even if he didn’t flat out say it until later in life.

this is why both boys are very aware of the awkward dynamic that has infiltrated the group, just neither of them knew fully why.

i get in my car and sigh as my phone connects to bluetooth. i had no reason to be stressed, me and Matt are technically on good terms, but i can’t help but regret my past actions.

if i had known he was into me i would have said something, and he probably thought the same thing.

it’s a weird feeling, thinking about what we could have been. what we could be.

i hate knowing that he moved on, that i missed my one chance. it’s silly, i mean i was in high school, we probably would have had a cringey breakup and gone back to being friends or something.

but i can’t help but mourn what would’ve been, what would’ve been my life if i hadn’t kissed some random guy at winter formal.

if i had just said something. if i had-

i have to stop. it’s torture knowing that he liked me at one point, but there’s no going back now, and things aren’t normal anymore.

i press my playlist, opting for happier songs to cheer me up from my now hopeless mood. it’s not a long drive to the triplets house, we made sure of that when we first moved to LA.

when i do finally arrive, i push down the never ending thoughts of Matt and get out of my car.

i don’t bother knocking, i just walk right in and take my shoes off, something the triplets don’t do that drives me insane.

i see Nick first which i’m grateful for, his smile always helps distract me. based on the way it turns into a slight look of pity i can tell he knows somethings wrong with me but before he can ask Chris yells. “Abigail do you want a root beer or a pepsi”

i shake my head, smiling again. “when the fuck have i ever wanted pepsi?” i reply back, Matt still no where to be seen. Chris tosses me a root beer and joins me and Nick in the living room, cracking open his second pepsi of the day.

the three of us talk as if everything’s normal, although i can tell they both know that things are not normal. eventually Matt joins us and although it’s incredibly awkward, i missed talking to him.

“wait your guys’ warehouse has a hot tub right?” i ask, we had been talking for a while but the combination of little sleep and bad posture was catching up to me and my back hurts like a bitch.

“oh shit you’re so real for that” Nick replies, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes.

Chris literally beams “fuck yeah i love the hot tub i’ve been craving it so much recently” this just causes Matt to roll his eyes.

“you’re always craving the hot tub dumbass” he says, leaning back down into the couch.

“fuck you Matt stop being tough” Chris replies, now standing up. “i’m gonna get dressed and ignore Matt’s negativity” he jokes, now walking downstairs.

“he’s so over dramatic i love it” i laugh, now also standing up.

“see! it’s not just me who thinks that” Matt laughs along, sloping my arm jokingly but letting it linger for a moment longer than normal before taking it off and looking back to his brothers.

“Abi is your bathing suit still here?” Nick asks me, completely ignoring the interaction Matt and i just had, maybe it’s all in my head.

i nod and begin to walk to Nicks room where i had left said bathing suit a few weeks ago.

i put it on in the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror for a moment. it’s rare that i feel attractive, especially in such little clothing, but here i am, actually happy for once with what looks back at me in the mirror.

i walk back downstairs and meet with Chris in the kitchen, now wearing some old t-shirt that Matt gave me in high school over my swimsuit. “you drinking?” i ask Chris as he grabs coolers out of the fridge.

“what does it look like i’m doing?” he says annoyingly, sometimes it’s hard to resist punching him when he says stupid shit like that.

“okay fuck you, give me some” he hands me three coolers which a carry slightly awkwardly before setting them down momentarily. “is Matt driving?”

“no we’re gonna walk” Matt says, exiting his room, now bare chested as he has yet to put a shirt on. i haven’t seen him like this in a while and woah.

Chris slaps me on the arm which i pretend to not notice as Nick walks down the stairs. “we ready to go?” he asks

we all agree and put our drinks into one of my tote bags, all while i try my best to pretend that matt’s tattoos don’t cause me to squeeze my thighs together.

it’s a short walk to the warehouse but it’s peaceful.

the streets are lit purely from street lamps and the wind from earlier has died down. this is my favourite part about summer, when it’s not too hot but just warm enough to just be wearing a a bathing suit and one large tee shirt.

i go to look at matt again almost subconsciously, just to see that his eyes were already in my direction.

when i catch him looking he snaps out of it and rejoins the conversation his brothers were having in front of him as if everything was normal.

soon enough we make it to the warehouse and opt for just walking around the side gate straight into the backyard.

i’m the first to make it to the hot tub, clearly the most eager to go inside because i open it and immediately slip my shirt off.

i feel eyes on me but i ignore it, i can’t look back, not when i think that Matt’s behind me looking at my ass.

Chris grabs the speaker and starts playing his own music which causes me to roll my eyes slightly. don’t get me wrong he has the occasional song i like but i’d way rather listen to Matt or Nicks music.

i grab my first drink of the night out of my bag and step into the hot tub. “fuck i needed this so bad” i sigh, fully sitting in the warm water and closing my eyes. “i’m so grateful for all the 13 year olds that make you rich so that i can get the benefits of it”

the boys all laugh momentarily. “i should record you and put it on a tea page, just expose you to all the fans” Matt jokes, now sitting next to me in the hot tub with his own drink in hand.

i giggle and take a sip of my drink. “okay miss julia earnst”

at this point Chris is pissing himself laughing, slapping Nick on the arm as he folds. “holy fuck Abi you just do it every time” he wipes his eyes as if he was crying “we need to get you in a video for real”

“i agree the fans would love you” Nick agrees, a smile still plastered on his face.

i’ve thought about it before, and this isn’t the first time they’ve suggested me going back on their youtube channel but honestly there’s nothing i’d hate more. “being on the channel was fine when y’all had like 20k but no way can i face six million girls who all think they’re competing with me for one of you”

Matt listens to me intently before adding. “it would be a little funny though, the dating rumours and shit” he laughs as if that’s the most outlandish thing ever, like us dating is a funny concept. i try to focus on the drink in my hand and not on the boy next to me.

“what’s weird to me is that no one knows we’re still friends with you, i keep seeing posts saying they miss when we were friends with you like” Nick furrows his eyebrows and turns his head slightly for dramatic effect.

i grab my second drink and immediately start sipping on it, i needed to de stress and getting drunk in a hot tub was very tempting.

we all take for another hour, saying outlandish things and constantly bickering and then immediately making up again. it’s the dynamic that i’ve grown fond of.

at this point i’m 4 drinks in and considering my low tolerance, i feel great. unfortunately though, Chris and Nick decide to go home, something about needing to do something for content or whatever but they encourage me and Matt to stay.

i’m not in my right mind right now, normally the idea of being alone with Matt in a hot tub would have me freaking out right now but i’m not even thinking about that.

well until he speaks. “do you ever think about high school?”

“of course i think about high school what do you mean?” i furrow my eyebrows, god this kid takes forever to get a point across.

“well like the butterfly effect or whatever. i always think about what i could’ve done differently” he says, crushing the can of his 5th drink of the night in his hands. god his hands.

“i guess” i think for a moment, looking up at the starts that splatter across the sky. “what would you do differently? you know in high school or what not”

he’s silent for a moment, as if to collect his thoughts. “honestly?” i look to him and nod, now feeling that god awful feeling of love brew in my stomach. i hate how easy it is for him to cause that. “i would’ve kissed you”

my jaw literally drops. “what? when?” i don’t even know what to think, i just need an explanation.

“there was one time when i was really close to doing it, we snuck out for the first time to get energy drinks at the gas station in like sophomore year, remember?” i nod, literally speechless. “well i had already kissed you at that point, you know at the party, and i watched you as you looked at the stars while you laid in the grass and you looked so kissable and i was this close” he says, gesturing with his hands “but i went to lean in and then you said something about some kid from school and so i stopped.”

i stay quiet for a moment unsure of what to say, but he talks again. “i guess i just wonder what would’ve happened if i kissed you then. where would we be now?” he looks at the stars now, avoiding eye contact with me as i gawk at him.

Matt has never been the type to be bold, so part of me knows that the alcohol has something to do with this confession, but there’s no way he doesn’t mean it at all.

i clear my throat. “i think if you kissed me then, that we’d be kissing right now, you know butterfly effect and all”

i am also not the type to be bold. yet here i am.

i look at him, no words needed. the sense of boldness has yet to die down and so i pick my hand off the seat of the hot tub and place it on his leg, looking for any form of discomfort in his eyes.

he seems to be looking at me for the same. we both know exactly what it is we want in this moment, so when i move my hand closer to his inner thigh i know what he’s asking. “yeah?” he asks simply and i nod. “i need words Abigail. i need to know what you want.”

“i want you to put that bossy mouth to better use” i reply, and it’s like i can see a switch in his eyes as he smirks.

he leans into me hungrily, as if he’s been wanting to kiss me forever. he places his hands on my waist and i quite literally moan from the feeling, all i get in response is the feeling of him smiling on my mouth. proud.

i don’t like the power he knows he has over me, so i decide to change that. i move my hand that’s on his inner thigh slowly, delicately inching closer to where i know he wants me most, all while kissing him relentlessly.

i could kiss him forever, but as my hand grazes over his trunks and he stops, i know i have more important things to do with my mouth.

i take it as an opportunity to kiss his neck, teasingly licking a stripe on his sharp ass jawline and he shutters at the feeling.

god i love having him like this.

“want me to touch you matty?” my hand now palming him through his trunks, my thumb effortlessly finishing his tip and rubbing circles as i wait for a response, instead he just nods eagerly.

“what happened to using our words? too hard to speak when you’re imagining my mouth around your cock hm?”

“please” he says in a whimper that goes straight down to my core.

i kiss him again, mostly because i can’t get enough of his mouth. after a moment, his hands make their way to my ass and he guides me to his lap, my palms now cupping his face.

his hands have their fun exploring my body, using my ass to pull himself impossibly closer to me. i whimper slightly as i feel his dick place pressure on my core and he immediately stops kissing me as a smile forms on his face.

i rock my hips onto his, feeling him underneath me every time i lean forward, the hard feeling on my clit causing me to whimper in his ear.

“not so tough now hm?” his hands find a new purpose as they make their way to my tits, teasingly playing with the straps and playing with my nipples through the swimsuit.

“matt please” i beg, at this point i’ve given up on fighting him for dominance. he doesn’t bother fighting me either as he unties my bathing suit too and begins kissing along my collarbone. “fuck matt so good” my hands make their way to his hair and i pull slightly, feeling him moan against my chest.

he wastes no time taking one nipple into his mouth while his hand plays with the other, god i’m wet. he swirls his tongue around in a way that makes me crazy, and god he’s good with his mouth.

i continue to roll my hips onto him as Matt has the time of his life with my chest, taking his time to give each breast an equal amount of attention.

my clit is throbbing at the feeling of Matt beneath me but i need more. “Matt i need- fuck” my head rolls back as he bucks his hips onto mine slightly.

“what was that pretty girl?” he uses his hands to push me closer to him making me clench around nothing. “cmon tell me what you want”

i bite my lip, he hasn’t slowed his pace and is now placing teasing kisses under my ear. “i need your hands. i need you to-“ i shiver as his hands replace where his trunks were moments prior.

he turns us around so that i’m now underneath him and he lifts me to sit on the edge of the hot tub, leaning against the lid.

he rubs me through my swimsuit bottoms before taking his hand off my heat and instead teasingly playing the the hem. i moan audibly once more, now extremely sexually frustrated.

all i get in response is a shallow laugh while he continues to play with me. i cant take this anymore i’m literally gonna go insane.

so i take matters into my own hands, literally.

i grab his right hand to stop it from toying with my bathing suit and slide my bottoms to the side, placing his hand exactly where i want it.

this just causes him to shutter at the motion. “god i’d love to be mad at you but that’s got as fuck” and he puts his hands to work, placing pressure on my clit before lifting his hand off of me temporarily.

before i can protest him stopping he spits right onto my clit and i watch as it drips down through my folds, he seems to be watching just as intently.

“i’ve been wanting to do this forever” he begins kissing my inner thighs, teasing again. “needed so badly to have you just like this, fucking soaked all for me” just as i’m about to complain, his tongue makes context with my clit, licking up and down painfully slowly.

i cant do anything else in return other than grab his hair and thrust my hips forward slightly, needing more. “you’re so greedy, let me have my fun pretty girl. gonna make you feel so good”

he immediately inserts two fingers into me, causing an embarrassing reaction from me as my body tenses up and my head rolls back.

his tongue continues flicking on my clit, gently but still insanely fast, this alone would be enough for me to finish, but when he begins to curl his long fingers exactly where i need them- god help me.

i’m a moaning mess at this point, tugging at his hair and rolling my hips around, chasing the high that’s brewing in my stomach. his fingers reach exactly where my own couldn’t and i feel literally tears form in my eyes.

his pace doesn’t slow once, still relentlessly giving me pleasure in every way he can. “matt i’m gon-“ i moan again, literally speechless.

i feel him smirk underneath me as his already fast pace somehow increases, giving me exactly what i need to push me over the edge.

my thighs squeeze around his head as my body shocks through an orgasm and i feel him moan underneath me.

he takes his time, slowly coming to a stop and ending with one final kiss to my now sensitive clit as he comes up to meet my face. “that was the hottest thing i’ve ever seen” he laughs into a kiss with me and after a few seconds we pull away, i’m still out of breath.

“no one’s ever made me feel like that before holy fuck” i sigh, looking at him with with lust in his eyes. “needing me to return the favour pretty boy?” i place my hand on his abs teasingly.

he just laughs. “when i said that was the hottest things i meant it, i was done the moment you were done” he leans back in to kiss me yet again, clearly addicted to it.

we kiss for a moment longer, both tired and still noticeably under the influence.

authors note: hey…. was not planning on writing that and then… well yk🤗

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo #matt sturniolo edit #matt sturniolo fluff #matt sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo smut #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo smut #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo fanfic #matthew sturniolo

[chasedbyatlantic]

from the dining table, joel miller

summary: IN WHICH — ellie brings dina home to you and joel for the first time. joel thinks it's too soon and tries his best to protect her, but it doesn't go as planned.

warnings: post outbreak!joel, jackson!joel, gender neutral!reader, implied relationship, dom!joel, joel protecting reader and ellie :sob:, husband/wife bickering from reader and joel, dina hate (unfortunately), handsy joel, fluff/angst, swearing. lmk if i missed anything!

wordcount: 2.5k

a/n: u guys, 100 notes on my first two fics?!?! i am literally sobbing thank u sm it means sm to me ily mwah mwah. i sincerely hope u enjoy this one because it was SO much fun to write. i'll upload a couple times throughout the week so stay tuned (follow to make sure u catch the uploads ;)). please like, comment, and reblog! xoxo

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"Hurry up and wipe the dust off of it, they'll be over in five minutes!" You couldn't remember when you had a guest over last, a real guest. Well- sort of real, it was Ellie's new girlfriend visiting for the first time. Besides, you had never spoken to the girl face to face, only seen her in town or heard about her through stories from Ellie, so a guest it is.

Joel let out a small groan as he almost threw the fork out of his calloused hands. "For fuck sakes, darlin'. If I didn't love ya' so much I'd fuckin' punt this thing over fence." He sort of- dropped the fork on the table, not bothering to place it identically to the others.

You couldn't help but let a chuckle escape your lips. Before you said anything, you gave him a peck on the lips, "You know I appreciate your help. It's just- they have to be around an inch apa-" Before you could even finish your sentence, you were interrupted. "I'm going inside."

From the angered tones used toward you, you could tell Joel was pushed off the edge from this comment you had made. Not to worry though, he never stayed mad with you for longer than about thirty seconds, and he took the pieces of uncooked meat with him which was a total plus. Unfortunately, you weren't blessed with the cooking gene (despite your parents owning and operating their own restaurant before the world ended). If Joel wasn't around, you would've starved to death.

Pushing past the silly argument the two of you just had, you fixed up the dining table with the correct cutlery in the correct places, the nice middle piece you had traded for in the town's trade centre now sitting on the table, and some fancy napkins tucked under the cutlery, ones that had beautiful flowers decorating the edges.

It definitely took Ellie and Dina longer than five minutes to show up. You had time to (quickly) get changed into a nice shirt and your favourite pair of jeans. You also had a spare second to brush through your hair and fix it the way you like. Once you heard the door unlock from up in your room, you scurried to get up and run down. You had two different shirts in your hands, picking one for Joel to wear. You had ended up laying out a nice maroon one over your shared bed before booking it to the staircase.

"Hey- hi!" You came to a halting stop, sounding out of breath (you were, to be completely honest) in front of the two girls. "You must be Dina, it's so nice to meet you. Ellie has told me so much about you." You didn't really think about what you were saying, you were too caught up in the moment, and on making a good impression, that it slipped your mind.

You immediately pulled the girl in for a hug, not giving her anytime to reply. She didn't pull back, in fact, she wrapped her arms back around you. "I am, yeah- your house is gorgeous. Thank you for the invite for dinner." You let go as Dina said this, and you matched her smile. Ellie had her hands pocketed, a small smile threatening to peak through her neutral expression.

Soon after, you could hear the familiar voice call from the kitchen. "Food's ready, darlin'!" Joel definitely didn't know the two girls were over, because if he knew, he wouldn't use any of his nick names for you in front of them. The two girls looked at each other, breaking out into quiet laughter. You couldn't help but grin to yourself, watching the two girls. You couldn't remember when Ellie was this happy.

"Alright, show her to the backyard, Ellie. Everything's already set up'n everythin'." Ellie placed her hand on the small of Dina's back as she guided her out to the patio, through the living room (avoiding the kitchen, where Joel was). You made your way to the kitchen, looking at Joel with his absolute ridiculous apron on. Everytime Joel cooked, you forced him to wear this (ignoring the fact he despised it).

"My handsome man," you greeted him, moving over to hug him from behind. "I met Dina, she seems sweet." He only hummed in response, as if he couldn't care any less. Deep down inside, Joel was upset. Upset that his little girl, the little girl he protected for years, was growing up. He would never let these feelings unravel though, despite it being obvious to you.

"You'll approve, I just know it." You mutter, barely loud enough for him to year. With a small sigh, he nods. "I know I will, just don't want some corrupt girl messin' with Ellie's all." You tap Joel's stomach, giving a bit of a don't worry, it won't reassurance. "Alright," you let go from him, standing up, "I lay a shirt out for you, go up and change."

He turns around, a slight glance down as he was taller than you were. "After you do what the thing says, sure." The thing Joel was referring to was the apron, and it said "Kiss The Cook" in bold. You completely take this opportunity and smash your hungry lips into Joel's. You couldn't help it, he was so hot when he was like this. Your hands managed to sneak down the apron, making your way down south. Joel had to pull back from the kiss before things got too heated.

Your cheeks were bright red, which spoke for itself. You left the kitchen with no further words to Joel, as he already knew what you were thinking. You hoped and prayed Dina and Ellie hadn't seen this encounter through the windows into the kitchen, because it would not have made a good first impression from the both of you.

As you sat outside with the two girls, you were the one keeping conversation going. Ellie was the only one engaged in it, Dina was definitely more reserved and you didn't want to push anything- but you couldn't help it.

"I'm seriously telling you guys! We would line up for hours and hours to be able to get against the barrier at these concerts. I remember doing it with my friends for Destiny's Ch-" You were abruptly cut off by Ellie, when she took notice of Joel coming through the patio doors. "Jesus Christ, finally! I'm starving, old man." If Dina wasn't visiting, you would scold Ellie like she was a little girl for interrupting you so rudely, but you didn't want to embarrass her in front of her girl.

Joel had placed the food down in the middle of the table, and finally took the seat next to you. He was in fact not wearing the maroon shirt you laid out for him, but instead one of his more casual and less dressy shirts. You tsked silently to yourself, he would definitely hear about this from you later.

"Wow, Mr. Miller- the food looks delicious, thank you so much!" Dina beamed. All three of you (you, Joel, and Ellie) stared at Dina. She looked around after realizing this, looking absolutely mortified. "Mr. Miller?" was echoed between the four of you, Joel and Ellie in sync expressing this. You let out a small and quick laugh, as Dina flushes bright red.

"Joel'll do, Dina." He said, sounding completely unphased. Dina had made small eye contact with Ellie as she was just laughing her ass off, it looked as if tears were threatening to spill from her eyes. "Holy fucking shit! Mr. Miller- Joel I'm crying." It was true, you could hear it in Ellie's voice.

"Alright now, stop embarrassing her Ellie." You shoot her a 'shut the fuck up' look, as if she suddenly became oblivious to her girlfriend. "Sorry 'bout this, Dina. You're going to have to get used to this." You shoot the girl a smile, and she breaks her sad look with a small smile reflecting yours.

After the absolute ridiculous laughing fit from Ellie, the table grew somewhat silent as everyone had fixed themselves portions for their dinner. The food was absolutely amazing, as per usual - thanks to Joel's cooking. There was a side of roasted potatoes and a nicely tossed salad. Usually the two of you never ate like this, it was always some sort of canned food from twenty years ago- but who were you to complain about this amazing meal you man had prepared?

"You know," Ellie began, stuffing her face with potatoes as if she hadn't eaten for weeks, "I think comfortable silence is so overrated." Dina shot her a look, almost complaining on why she had broken the comfortable silence by that comment. "I agree." Joel stated, as he leaned back in the patio seat. He laid one of his hands to rest on your thigh (under the table, in secret) and the other by his side. "What are your, how do I say this, intentions- with her?" Joel eyed Dina.

Jesus Christ, if this couldn't have gone more in the shit heap. You swatted the man beside you in the side, basically asking him what the fuck that was for. He ignored you, and kept his eyes trained on Dina. "Jesus fuck Joel!" Ellie raises her voice at him, he furrowed his eyebrows. Poor Dina looked like she was going to cry. You didn't blame her, if a man like Joel had asked you what your intentions were with someone, you would already be in tears.

Dina's plate was almost empty, so you used this to your advantage. "Dina, honey, mind helping me with something in the kitchen?" Without her giving you a response, you stand up (Joel's hand visibly falling off of your thigh) and grab Dina's hand, bringing her with you inside.

Once the door was completely shut, and the bickering between your man and your child grew louder, you sighed. "I am so, so sorry. He's just- Joel's just Joel." You had let go of Dina's hand, leaning against the kitchen island as she stood in front of you.

"It's no worries- I swear. My sister would be just like him too. Well, she was when she met Ellie." Dina hadn't sounded as horrified anymore, maybe because Joel wasn't in the room. "He's just looking out for her." The girl stated, and you nodded. You were in total agreement with Dina, Joel didn't want anyone hurting Ellie so he was extra cautious.

"He'll warm up to you, don't worry. Next time he'll welcome ya' with open arms, I promise." You reached out and patted her shoulder. "You know what, I think you should come over again next week. I found this cool vintage make-your-own-pizza thing that we could all do as- what, family bonding? Whatever they call it, you know what I mean." Dina laughed at this, she absolutely loved the idea.

As peace and a better relationship was being obtained inside of the house, Joel and Ellie were arguing outside, for the entire fucking neighbourhood to hear. It had just been so back and forth, until Joel put his foot down.

"Fuckin' enough!" He boomed at her, and she actually shut up for once in her life. "All I do is fuckin' care for ya'. I don't want ya' hurt, alright? Is it so hard for ya' t'understand?" Joel's voice was breaking, and Ellie heard it.

"Okay- fuck, fine. I know you are Joel, I just hate being wrong." Ellie tried to joke around with him, but he was not having any of it. "Sorry." She muttered, after taking note of this.

Now, Joel had felt bad for snapping at her - for snapping at Dina. The girl didn't do anything wrong, he was just having a rough day seeing his girl all grown up. With a long sigh, Joel spoke up. "Don't apologize kid, I should be the one apologizin'."

He was doing everything to avoid eye contact with Ellie. He had muttered something under his breath that Ellie didn't catch. "I didn't hear you, say it again." Joel finally met her eyes, inhaling. "I said, don't go around doin' anythin' I would do. Be careful with this girlfriend've yours." This immediately sent a smile shooting through Ellie's face. "Oh Joel, you big fucking softie."

"And," He became serious for a second, "Don't do anything- bad with her under this roof. I'on wanna hear any of it while I'm try'n sleep." Joel fell silent, and Ellie's mouth fell agap.

"You know, you are one to talk. I can hear when you and-" There was a cutoff in Ellie's sentence from both you and Dina remerging from the kitchen. You two were laughing quietly to each other, "Anything we miss?"

Dina had just left, and Ellie went with her to walk her home. You were proud of Ellie, for finding someone to love and being such a kind person to her. You were proud of Joel, for allowing Ellie to live her own life, as much as he wanted to always protect her.

"She's a nice girl." You stated, as you and Joel were sitting on your sofa together. Your head was rested on his chest, and you were playing with the ends of his flannel. Joel only hummed in response. You gently pulled on the fabric, "She is, Joel."

"Yeah, yeah, I know." He managed to let escape his lips, trying his hardest not to sound mad at you. He wasn't mad at you, or Ellie, or Dina, he was mad at the fact that growing up was happening so quickly.

"Anyway," You began, "You're going to have to love her as your own. I've invited her for dinner next week again, and I'll probably invite her over again for the week after next." You can only smile to yourself, as Joel rubs his index finger up and down over the exposed skin on your waist.

"If Ellie wants me to love her, if you want me to love her, I will. It'll take time, but it'll happen." You feel the weight of Joel's head now balanced on top of yours. He would do anything in the entire world and more to make the two most important people in his life happy; Even if that meant letting someone else into his small circle of people he trusted.

"Joel." You hum, but there is no response. This doesn't stop you, "She'll always be your girl, Ellie. She'll always need you- and I will to. We're more appreciative of you then you think." After a minute of silence after you had said this to the man right next to you, you had deemed Joel had drifted off to sleep. Good, you thought to yourself, he didn't need to hear you being vulnerable for the millionth time again.

But, what you said was true. Joel opened up to Dina with the weeks to come - he trusted her, he loved her like she was his own. Not only did this make Ellie fucking ecstatic, but it made you over the moon. Joel would do anything for the people he loved, even if that meant opening himself up to strangers.

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from the dining table, harry styles

#joel miller x reader #joel miller #joel tlou #tlou #tlou2 #ellie williams #ellie tlou #ell #ellie the last of us #joel the last of us #joel miller the last of us #ellie williams the last of us #joel x you #joel x reader #x reader #gn reader #chasedbyatlantic #joel #miller #the last of us #dina #dina tlou #dina the last of us #dina and ellie #ellie and dina

[riotlain]

HII been looking at ur content for a while /pos and love it sm especially bcz u write for male reader 🫶 that being said can i get billy / stu (poly or seperate! anything is okay ^^) with FTM s/o who’s a little ditzy? if your uncomfy with that it’s completely fine!

meow i unintentionally made reader a bit of a bimbo/himbo guy

like instead of a little they a bit mad ditzy💀💀 mb

im sorry this feels short😭😭

THIS IS A NWLNW BLOG!! WOMEN DNI

Poly Ghostface

Honestly they just like the fuck with you at this point

Like your reactions make them laugh

 “What's your favourite scary movie?” "Well I've always enjoyed the Halloween movies. But also the one with Chucky is fun to watch! Omg Jason is probably one of my favs too. blah blah blah-"

They find it funny to sneak into your house and rearrange your shit. Bc then you look silly to them when your running around looking for whatever youre missing

At school they probably eventually get you to hang with them

Randy doesnt really like you. He says youd be one of the first to do in a horror movie bc if your behavior

"Girls like you would die first or second in the movie!" "Im not a girl so it cancels out"

ANYWAYS SKIP TO YALL 3 ACTUALLY DATING

They tried to keep the whole ghostface thing a secret from you but you found out

You end up finding their ghostface stuff on accident and when you ask it kinda shocks them💀

"Soo like I kinda know you 2 are behind the whole Ghostface stuff. LIKE I DONT REALLY CARE! But just wanted to let yall know🤭🤭"

If you take T (shot kind for this idk if theres others really) they help you with the shots

If you hate needles they try to talk you through it but Stu sucks at it💀💀

"And then BAM! The couple got cut by Jason!" "Stu, shut the hell up."

Stu Macher

Stu was interested in you first

You were in a few of a his classes and he saw you in the halls alot

He noticed your habit of tripping over nothing, rambling a bit too much, or dropping stuff you were holding

He could tell you were probably not the brightest person ever but he still fell hard for you

That led to him talking (going on long rants) to Billy about you

He invites you over alot

Doesnt mind you talking and asking questions during movies

Loves when you cling to him when anything scary happens

Man finds you so cute! (in a probably pathetic way but anyways)

Loves to scare you

Stu just loves to see you jump away like a scared cat ok!

Billy Loomis

Heard about you from Stu and decided to check you out (stare at menacingly from afar)

You probably noticed he makes it a bit obvious

He likes that you talk to your friends about him alot

"Omg that guy keeps staring at me! He's kinda cute. A bit scary though."

You somehow didn't know who he was

He's the one to make the calls as Ghostface to your place

Stu would be the one to chase you around but that usually doesn't happen since you'd go on long tangents about whatever

Also finds you cute in a pathetic way

Has he killed people who dared make fun of you for being trans? Yes. Definitely. Absolutely

#slashers #slashers x reader #stu macher #billy loomis #scream 1996 #stu macher x male reader #billy loomis x male reader #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #slashers x ftm reader #slashers x male reader #scream

[malleusthehammer]

Humanity and Gods playing baseball!

Tee hee i got this in a dream :3 anyways this is just gonna be a silly little thing with my more favorited Gods/Humans just cuz :3 Hope u enjoy!! (i’m sorry if some of these r ooc -~-‘) Also it’s divided by yk humanity vs gods so yeah. Also if you enjoy this, my requests are open!!

Jack the Ripper

This gentleman is very hesitant going up to bat. I’m telling you. Bro is SHAKING in his boots but won’t say anything.

Def closes his eyes when he swings. like GGGGGSGSGGAGS

This mf IS FAST AS HELL THO.

Won’t Can’t slide for shit

More than likely right or left field. He’s fast and quick on his feet so he seems like a good outfielder.

Please tell him to keep his cap on. AND DONT LET HIM PUT IT BACKWARDS.. i love this man to death but he has A HUGE forehead (god bless ~<~)

Okay let’s say he doesn’t wanna play- he bat boy ong. He be getting those bats.

BEST TEAMMATE EVER

he is the best comforter when u get down on urself for striking out or missing a ball (me)

this dudes number is 18- idk why he just seems like an 18 guy

in other words this man has my heart.

Buddha

Mf chill as hell. Bro will be slacking but yet be an amazing player like HUH?!

Wears his cap backwards 100% so that like one strand of hair is out like always

Bro is always sneaking candy and the blue calls him out on it.

2nd or shortstop. Since he can see how the batter is gonna swing he can already predict where it’s gonna go so he’s like on his feet all the time

Bro hits the ball and just watches it before taking his time walking the bases (i mean technically you can do that)

He looks HELLA GOOD in a baseball uniform

mfs number is probably 69..

LAUGHS SO HARD when someone messes up

overall he’s just a hell of a good player like dayumn !!

Kojiro Sasaki

lowkey a good player

bros title is literally “Worlds biggest loser” So he swings at everything. I mean ik he’s can predict battles or whatever but i’d feel he’d have a harder time predicting pitches

He’s and old man. that kinda speaks for itself. so he kinda slow/pos

First base man. he’s tall- flexible and yeah- 1st base bro

HE STICKS HIS PONYTAIL THROUGH THE BACK OF HIS BASEBALL CAP ITS SO CUTE

THAT OR HE BRAIDS HIS HAIR OMGG

this man LOVES sunflower seeds like absolutely (who wouldn’t?! Buddha..)

slaps people on the back REALLY hard when telling them good job

Hates cleats. just hates them for no reason

Very confused on how to swing a bat but gets it in like 2 tries

THIS MAN CAN SLIIIIDDEEEE

if he isn’t playing 1st- he’s probably centerfield :3

DEADASS HE’LL LET YOU DO HIS EYEBLACKK!!

bros number is like in the 70s. more than likely 72 idk it just feels right lmao

sometimes wears his jersey open? like not buttoned >:3

I LOVE SASAKI SM HES AWHEHEGSFSG

Qin Shi Huang

Bro is the pitcher. nothin else.

still wears his blindfold on the mound obvi :3

BRO HAS AN ARM.

can slide decently

Hella fast like Jack.

Clean up batter? yk he be hittin it then just bringing all the ppl on base in

He’ll strike someone out then be like “Hao!!”

Slaps people on the back like Sasaki

my man is just and overall vibe so like mmhmm

The teams biggest cheer leader

I’m feeling like.. 59?

Dude he thinks he looks so good in the uniform and he does

sometimes since yk “The road is where i lead” he just starts walking around the bases randomly.

random as hell but he has like really sweaty hands

PLEASE PLEASE DO THIS MANS EYEBLACK. PLEASE.

just overall a silly little goose :3

Nikolai Tesla

THIS MAN IS GOING TO WALK UP TO TJE PLATE AND TRY AND EXPLAIN HOW THE FUCKING VELOCITY AND SPEED OF A BAT WORK.

totally not a sucky hitter..

3rd base- he’s quick quitted and 3rd doesn’t call for too much movement

his glove has those damn tesla coils n shit

bro spent ages like making his own glove and shit

THIS MAN. THIS MAN LOOKS SO FINE IN UNIFORM.

Jogs around the bases.

I’m feeling like.. 47 for his number

Dude will be pondering on second base when he’s running, thinking of anything BUT baseball at that time sooo

Dude would be AMAZED at pitches

someone would be like “SWING TESLA” and he just does the thing where he tuts them and shakes his finger and goes “No, non, nem, nein..”

He’s just.. a lot to handle.

Don’t ever take him to a baseball game. he’d get hella bored and just leave.

His hair is like- LUCIOUS in the sunlight

dude can not stay still in the dugout he’s always pacing

Yeaahh that’s it :3 i’ll probably do a Gods version later but my asks are open! so feel free to ask abouttt rn im mainly doing RoR but i’ll dip my toes into somethin new soon!!

#record of ragnarok x reader #record of ragnorak #record of ragnarok art #ror x reader #ror buddha #record of ragnarok buddha #Record of ragnarok sasaki kojiro #kojiro sasaki #nikola tesla #buddha record of ragnarok

[angelfruittree]

9 people Id like to get to know better !!! thank you sm for the tags @irregularcollapse @drarrymyheart @wolfpadx @achillesankle @solmussa @imsiriuslyreading - (doing this again bc well why nawt now that i dont have to wake up at 3 am tomozzy)

Last song: Secret door by arctic monkeys... I just... i'm fine (i'm not immune) im also trying really not to fall asleep before 10 but im in bed locked and loaded.

Favourite colour: I do wear a lot of black but bee wrote something like 'garish crimson' and i thought yeah thats the red i like... yeahh

Last movie/TV show: Hazbin Hotel on amazon soszocjvf soj nl so gay and insane someone please watch and Masters of the air on apple EXTREEMeLY gay they tried to broify war and they succeeded but not in the way they think

Sweet/Savoury/Spicy: going with savory bc if im at gails im picking savoury first... you know?

Last thing I googled: Keira knighlteys discography i think.... but before that i had to google if tea was slow releasing actually its just less caffeine than coffee

Current obsession: Check please thanks to bee and also regulus going " youre so silly , i love you " in @soliloquy-dawn lost on you also james going "you're so messy" and chuckling as he fucks regulus brains out i wasnt normal about that i cried alsooo in sols first kiss fic when geto and satoru cant kiss each other because they are so nervous they keep missing and yeahh im- im not. immune to guys being stupid in love, defending movies i dont really stan that much to film bros who love christopher nolan but call other movies 'self indulgent' brother are you okay??? lmao.

Last book: Ive got three hours left of Dark Rise by CS PASCAT and i was listening to it sobbing at 4 am on my way to work and then I just ordered Dark Heir (which is book 2) christian coulson who narrates in memoriam narrates them so.. i mean.. mdoznvao you know?

Looking forward to: This two week break I have and not waking up at 3 am for work weheeee and also finishing hazbin hotel and thinking more about monk damen and also thinking about heartbroken writer laurent and ummm hmmm , looking forward to pondering on them some more and recording some marig and EIAT!!

Well since ive done this np tagging @kaaaaaaarf @paintedgray @titstractiontag @assclaptherapy but also open tag <3 <3 <3 <3

#disocoraphy is not even the word i