#i have nothing better to do than to stare lovingly at this game

[pwr3tties]

“Hey babe, who’s this?” You asked softly, pressing the phone into Reo’s hands. “Who? Oh, that’s Cammie- or Cameron, Cameron Taylor. She’s my best friend from high school.” He replied calmly, returning to his phone as you hummed. You didn't completely like his response but decided not to push it. He could have friends that were females, no big deal. Right? Right. But you couldn’t shake the thought of this ‘childhood friend’ you’d never heard of before.

Clicking on her icon, you scrolled through her profile, randomly tapping on photos you thought were pretty— or showed signs of your boyfriend cheating, but there was nothing except for the overly nice post and the flirtatious captions she typed tagging @reomikage. You weren’t jealous, no. You were precisely watching out for your boyfriend.

—

Months went by, and your second-year anniversary poked around the corner. Everything was fine until a rumour spread that ‘Supermodel Cameron Taylor and Soccer Sensation Reo Mikage Were Secretly Dating’ after being seen exiting a fancy hotel together, laughing about something while holding hands.

You better than anyone knew the internet loved to twist things around and make it look one way even though it was another, but the sight of your boyfriend being all ‘lovey dovey’ with another woman churned your stomach. But you didn’t bring this up. You knew what you had signed up for by involving yourself with a professional soccer player and successor.

—

Today Reo had a big game against PXG, and you surprised him with your presence after declining, saying you had an important conference that day. Luckily your boss also was a fan of your boyfriend’s team and let everyone out early to watch the game.

Settling in your seat in the front row behind Manshine’s bench, you notice a flawless brunette waving toward none other than your boyfriend, who was waving right back at her. You almost vomited at their interaction but retained yourself. After all, she was his best friend.

The game ended in a win for Manshine City, and you rushed to their locker rooms to congratulate Reo, but someone had already beat you to it. “[Y/N]? Is that you? I thought you said you couldn’t come?” Stepping closer to you, Reo reached out his hand to hold you, the same hand he crested his ‘best friend’ with.

“Suprise..!”

“Reo, is this your girlfriend? She doesn’t look like I’d imagined.. but still! She’s.. cute?” It would be an understatement even to say that she insulted you all while your boyfriend stood there watching with no intention of defending you.

Uncomfortable enough, you excused yourself, telling Reo you’d meet him at home, allowing the two to talk.

—

“Reo—“

“—Can’t right now. I’m going out with Cameron!” Without letting you finish, he slammed the door shut, rushing to his car.

“.. I love you.”

—

“Reo, it’s 3 AM right now. Where are you coming from?”

“Sorry, Cameron’s party lasted longer than anticipated.” He replied, slipping off his shoes. “I told you not to wait up for me.”

“That’s beside the point. You didn’t call or text to tell me where you were or that you weren’t hurt or missing—“

“[Y/N]! I’m tired. Can we go to bed, please?”

“.. I think I’ll sleep down here tonight.” You replied, returning to the couch, attempting to make it more suitable to sleep on.

“If that’s what you want. Go ahead.”

—

“Reo, we need to talk.” You demanded as he picked up his jacket off the rack. “Can it happen after? I’m hanging out with some old friends.” He pled, twisting the knob, ready to leave.

“Reo, I’m breaking up with you.”

Silence..

“You’re what? No, no, no, why?” He finally turned to look at you after what felt like months.

“I can’t do this anymore. You love Cameron. Everyone sees and knows it. I can’t be stuck as the second option forever.” You said, staring him right into his eyes, the same ones that used to look at you so lovingly.

“Second option? Cameron? Baby, no, Cameron’s only a friend!”

“Please stop lying to yourself. Mikage, I think it’s better if we stopped seeing each other for good.” That was the last thing you said before leaving the house while Reo ran upstairs searching for your things.

Nothing. Everything was gone. How did he not notice? How could he be so foolish and let someone so loving and kind like you go..?

How did he lose the one person who wasn’t with him for fame or riches? How did he manage to lose the person ‘he wanted to spend the rest of his life with’?

How did he manage to let go of you?

His ‘so-call’ best friend, that’s how. Taking a step back, he recalled all the moments that he failed to show up for you and instead went to spoil his ‘best friend.’ All the moments that he would rather spend millions to get attention from the supermodel than to freely receive affection from the woman he had at home.

The times he neglected you, thinking you were wrapped around his finger like everyone else, forgetting you were a real human being with emotions, needs and a heart.

If he could, he’d turn back time and fix all the moments he messed up. But he can’t, so now he has to settle for stalking your Instagram as he watches you and your fiancé slowly dance in your kitchen in your share house. As your new love stares at you as he should have. As your fiancé loves you the way you deserve to be loved.

Now he is, at your wedding, staring at you as you walk down the aisle with your cousin throwing flowers before you as you stop at the altar and wrapping your hands around your husband’s neck while tippy-toeing to kiss him.

Except, it’s not Reo. It’s his best friend, Nagi Seishiro.

#bllk fluff #blue lock #pwr3tties #pwr3tties writes #blue lock x reader angst #bllk angst #bllk x you #bllk x female reader #bllk reo #bllk x reo #i don’t like this but wtv #bllk imagines #bllk icons #reo x you #reo mikage #reo x reader

[pablitogavii]

Hate :(

Summary: You and Pablo are secretly dating and you start receiving a lot of hate from fanatics who want Gavi to be single forever but he sticks for you and shows everyone what you mean to him.

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Reader

Warnings: slight angst but overall fluff <3

Everyone needs to be respectful of Pablo's life and his choice. There are many rumors right now about his relationship status and lots of hatred why nothing is confirmed, but remember that he does not have to share anything about his private life with anybody! Be kind always <3

You woke up after an amazing night of supporting your boy on his lates game (which they won with such an amazing score) and enjoying intimate date night afterwards.

Everything was so perfect and you were happy that you and Pablo always find the time to spend with each other despite the hectic schedules and the annoying distance.

Your phone was currently buzzing so much that it woke you up and made you slowly pull away from Pablo's grip and check the thousands of new notifications.

You opened Instagram seeing that someone took a photo of you standing behind Pablo as he was taking a photo with a small fan. You knew better than to open comment sections but your curiosity was stronger this time and you started reading everything people were saying.

she is such an attention seeker! pablo deserves better!

ewww this girl again!

she is definitely not his type! besides they are probably friends

would she even notice him if he wasn't a barça player?? nahh

Yes, you would! When you met Pablo, you weren't a huge football fan so you didn't know what a famous player he was at the time...you just had your first crush and people were assuming the worst.

"Amor? What time is it?" Pablo woke up feeling the lack of your body on top of his and you were still focused on reading the comments feeling like crying and yelling at the same time.

"Seven.." you say and he slowly raises his head to check the clock before turning to see your saddened face staring at the phone screen.

"Why are you awake, nena? I thought we are going to sleep in and be all lazy today?" Pablo said a little concern that you were so consumed with your phone that you weren't even replying.

He moved in bed slowly laying his head on your shoulder so he can see what you are reading immediately clenching his jaw in anger when he read just one nasty comment.

"Amor..don't read those" he said taking your phone away and putting it on his nightstand before pulling you back down and making you cuddle up to him while he ran his hand up and down your back soothingly.

"They are wrong..." you said sadly feeling him kiss the top of your head lovingly while nodding his head in agreement.

"Of course they are, amor..so why give them any attention hm?" he said starting to play with your hair and you sighed wishing you can just stop yourself from caring but you were always such a people pleaser.

"I try really hard..I don't post anything because I don't want to be 'attention seeker' but now that makes me sneaky snake who hides weather she is with gavi or not..whatever I do is wrong in their eyes" you open up really feeling fed up with this whole thing.

"It's not your job to make them understand..neither is mine..this is our relationship and our life..nobody else matters" Pablo said and you smiled knowing that he is right and that you need to stop trying to make everyone like you.

After a few minutes of silence, Pablo came to an idea that he wished to ask you for quite some time now.

"Stay in Barcelona with me?" he said abruptly and you looked up checking if he was being serious but there was no sight that he was joking when asking you this.

"But what about other people?" you say and he furrows his eyebrows.

"What other people? My family is gone to their vacation, my sister too..yours know about us..and I'm very lonely here" Pablo said and you smiled knowing that he was avoiding to answer your question.

"You know what I mean, Pablito..fans? They already caught us a few times so how will they react if they see me leaving your house for example?" you say and he smirked kissing your lips instead of answering that question.

"I want them all to know you are mine and I'm yours amor..I'm ready to say it if you are?" Pablo said and you felt your heart beating fast that he wanted to become official publicly.

"And if they give us hate?" you say and he shrugs pulling you closer and leaving butterfly kisses all over your face.

"Then I'l give you all my love to make it better" he said starting to suck on your neck and you felt weak moaning underneath your breath...it was impossible to say no this boy.

"Just stay with me amor.." he whispered into your neck and you smiled looking down and meeting his eyes for a moment before nodding your head and he kissed you immediately.

A few days later, Pablo had another game and since he passed his driving test (congrats!) he wanted the two of you to go to the stadium together.

You were getting ready in front of the mirror when he walked in smiling when seeing you in Barça jersey inside his bedroom fixing your makeup. It looked perfect to him!

"Almost ready amor?" he said and you turned to face him smiling and nodding your head while fixing your curls.

"Give me a spin, linda" he said and you blush doing as he asked feeling his hands rest of your waist as you turned back to face him.

"Perfecta..but" he said and you felt your heart speed up when he took off his jersey and gave it to you with a big smirk.

"Are you sure?" you asked knowing that the moment a picture of you wearing his jersey hits the internet there is no going back and everyone will finally know you were together.

"Only if you are sure?" he said and you nodded feeling him raise your chin and capture your lips into a sweet kiss before letting you change quickly before you departed.

When you arrived, people were screaming and flashing their cameras all around you but Pablo grabbed your hand proudly walking side and pulling you close to make sure you felt safe and protected..you always did when he was there with you.

He helped you find your way to the stands before pecking your lips and leaving to meet up with his teammates. You sat down and patiently waited for the game to start.

"I'm sorry..you're Pablo's girlfriend?" little girl asked and you felt your heart beat fast but then something changed and you nodded like it was the most natural thing and it felt so good..even though you only told that to the small child, it was such a relief.

"Can you give him this please?" she said giving you a small stuffed animal and you smiled taking it and nodding your head. She was so adorable and you heard her mom thanking you.

"I just wanted to say you are beautiful and kind. Pablo is a lucky chico!" hearing another woman say that after weeks of reading hate comments from female fans made you feel a lot better.

You looked down at Pablo's jersey you were wearing in that moment seeing what a big fan the little girl was of him so you took it off staying in a simple black tank top and giving it to her receiving a big hug and a happy cry.

"Thank you so much!" woman said and you nodded saying it was nothing really and she was glad to meet them both. Someone took the video of the whole thing meanwhile and your phone was blowing up again but this time it wasn't anything hateful..it was the opposite.

To those saying she is vein and attention seeker, she just took off Pablo's jersey to give it to the small fan. This girl is so sweet and beautiful and doesn't deserve all this hate for loving Pablo..don't we all love him? Let's show her some support and love!

The game started and you put your phone away feeling a smile creep on when you saw Pablo run on the pitch looking in your direction trying to find you in the crowd. You were no longer afraid and you started waving and he caught the sight of you waving back before joining his teammates.

Barça won with a large 4:0 score and you were cheering on the stands loudly with the rest of fans before going backstage with your pass to meet Pablo like you agreed.

It was raising so you were drenched but it didn't matter since you never felt happier. You were finally free to openly support your boy and show everyone that you truly love him very much.

"Y/n are you dating Pablo Gavi? Please! Can you tell us first!?" the reporter just appeared as you waited and once again you were nervous not really ever giving an interview nor did you want to in this moment.

"Hermano, my girl has no comment!" Pablo's arms wrapped around you and the two of you walked away from the pushy man towards the secluded corner and the moment you were alone he grabbed your face and kissed you passionately not giving the shit about all the flashed around you.

"You're wet.." you say moving some hairs glued to his forehead and he smirked kissing your nose playfully while his hands were rested on your waist.

"So are you..I saw you cheering for me all game..it gave me strength" he said and you blushed nodding your head remembering just how fun it was to yell his name proudly after each score.

"You're my boyfriend.." you say seeing his smile shine on his face at those words as he pulled you into another kiss.

"Yes, I am..amor" he said into the kiss and you both smiled resting your wet foreheads foreheads together. That's when Pablo noticed that you were no longer wearing his jersey and that you were shivering a little from the cold air coming from the AC.

"You're not wearing my jersey?"he said and you smiled remembering the happy face of the the little girl when you gave her the jersey remembering about the gift and pulling it out of your bag.

"This is from a little girl called Mia. She is a big fan so I gave her the jersey..are you mad?" you said giving him the stuffed animal and he quickly kissed you raising you form the ground and twirling you around. You two were definitely catching a lot of attention but for the first time you didn't care.

"Tu eres tan especial..te quiero amor" he said and you smiled kissing his lips after he put you back down and you both giggled. You were still shivering a little and Pablo took off the jersey he wore during the game putting it over you and even though it was still wet and sweaty, it brought you different kind of warmth.

Pablo helped you to the lounge for family and friends before he went to get changed and take care of a press conference since he was named 'the man of the match' which made you so proud.

"Where is your jersey chico?" Xavi asked seeing him returning in only a long sleeve shirt underneath and the boys were tapping his shoulders having found out about his new relationship.

"His girl is wearing it, isn't it?" Ansu tapped his shoulder and Pablo was blushing a little but nodded his head proudly nevertheless.

"We heard! Congratulations, Pablito!" Pedri hugged his best friend as they all spent a few minutes celebrating before he had to leave for the conference with Xavi.

During the press, they asked him about the game and how his skills improved but of course they needed to address the newest gossip about him.

"Is it true your girlfriend is here at camp with you tonight?" one of the reporters asked and Xavi reminded them it was a football conference wanting to protect Gavi but the boy said it was alright.

"Sí, she is here tonight and I would just like to address on some hate that she's been receiving recently if that's alright?" he said and they allowed it seeing it was important to him.

"She is the sweetest girl I have ever met..just tonight she took my jersey to give it to one of my little fans..it warms my heart to have found someone so kind and real..when we met, she didn't even know who I was..and she was trying all these months to please people and not be what they say 'attention seeker' but hate just kept piling up. I want to remind everyone that we are humans too, and that our privacy is ours to keep. I am very happy right now and I would appreciate if everyone shows my girl kindness and love because that's what she deserves!" Pablo finished and Xavi was the first one to clap followed by everyone else before whispering to him 'buen hombre" as the press conference ended.

Pablo's little 'speech' was viral online and you were watching it at the lounge with happy tears in your eyes. He really stood up for you and made you feel protected from all hate and you felt so much less nervous now.

"Amor?" you saw him entering the lounge now completely back to 'normal' clothes and you rushed to hug him tightly telling him how special it was what he did for you at the press conference.

"I love you so much!" you said and he smiled kissing your lips lovingly before pulling away and grabbing your hand so you can go back home together.

When you exited the camp there were fans yelling your name and you blushed seeing Pablo smile approvingly before walking with you to the crowd to take some pictures and give a few autographs.

"Muchas gracias for being kind to my girl" Pablo said while everyone was nodding saying how amazing it was that he talked about hate and protected you.

"You're amazing Y/n! Don't let hateful people make you sad!" people were telling you and you were blushing nodding your head before catching Pablo's eyes shortly seeing his famous smirk he has when he wins..so always :)

"Gracias Gavi!" they said as you two started walking towards you car both waiving them bye before getting into the car ready to do back home together.

pablogavi

Mi nena lindaa <33 @y.n.bebe

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comments:

@y.n.bebe: te amo! <3

@pablogavi muchísimooo <33

@fcbarcelona love to see our Golden Boy happy <3 Welcome to family @y.n.bebe liked by 80K others

@y.n.bebe visca barça!! <33 liked by 20K

@aurora.paez the sweetest girl in the world! love you hermanitaaa <3

@y.n.bebe roryy <33 te amo!

@pablogavi pero tu me amas mas no??

@aurora.paez celos celos JAJA liked by y.n.bebe

@ferrantorres: hermanito it was time to find your princesa <3 proud of you!

@pablogavi ella es mi reina~ liked by ferrantorres, y.n.bebe

@pedri: siempre feliz hermano! cuidalo por mi amiga <3

@pablogavi gracias hermano!!

@y.n.bebe thank you pepi! I promise! <3

@ansufatti felicitaciones hermano!

@pablogavi gracias hermano :)

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Again, be kind and respectful to Pablo's privacy and never spread hate <33 Only love!

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[mxstly-melancholy]

Could you do gamer William ignored sexually frustrated gn!reader so they take matters into their own hands as William is on a call with his mates? ;) x

Thank you for requesting!

William Afton X GN!Reader. They/them pronouns, no genitalia is described other than William’s. Pet names “love” and “bunny” are used.

art is not mine and belongs to niraphale on twitter.

William had been playing a game with his friends all night it felt. It was getting late and needless to say, you were extremely frustrated. It felt like it had been forever since William last touched you. (You know that’s not the truth, you’re just needy.)

As William was yelling to a friend over the microphone you gently tapped his shoulder.

“Will, can we get to bed now? I really need you..” you whisper to him.

William sighs and shrugs you off, “10 more minutes love.”

You can hear his friends asking what was happening through his headset.

“Nothin’, they just want me to come to bed. Told them 10 more minutes.”

As he ignored you, you got even more frustrated and decided to take matters into your own hands.

You sit on the bed behind him and start slowly touching yourself, trying to moan louder so he can hear you over his friends.

William's head turns quickly to meet your doe eyes staring at him, your hand working yourself as your legs are Spread for him to see.

William goes quiet, his friends asking if everything was okay. “Yeah, yea sorry I just got distracted. Give me a minute here..” he says to his friends as he stares you down, a bulge forming in his pants.

“Will? What’s that noise? Are you watching porn?” All his friends laugh at him. His face goes bright red.

“No! No! My- my partner is um… crying. I have to go.”

“They got a funny way of crying-“

William leaves the call and turns the computer off before turning back to you.

“Will… I want you so badly..” tears form in your eyes.

William palms himself through his pants, breathing heavily.

“But I don’t think I should reward you for ignoring me..”

he sighs in frustration as he continues to watch.

“I’m sorry love, I got too into the game you know how it can be…”

“Excuses…” you moaned out, getting closer to your release. Having William watch you in frustration only made it better.

“Please Love.. let me take care of you.” He stands up, moving closer to you.

You put your foot out against his chest, stopping him in his tracks.

“Nuh-uh.. this is a punishment…” you whine, almost at the edge of your climax.

William stood there, his cock throbbing in his pants visibly.

“Fuck… I’m cumming will-!” You moan loudly as your orgasm shoots through your body.

William melts at the sight, wanting nothing more than to touch you.

He rubs your leg lovingly, helping you come down from your high.

“That’s my good bunny, now… let’s get this night started.”

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #william afton #william afton x reader #william afton imagines #william afton x reader smut #fnaf william afton #William afton x gn!reader #gn reader #fnaf smut #MDNI

[lxndonorris]

tender touch - Dando

Lando Norris x Daniel Ricciardo (Dando) Theme: Smutish, Teasing, Touching prompt: "That wasn't part of the plan. But I'm not complaining." Daniel surprises Lando during an ice bath to congratulate him after qualifiyng word count: 1060+ taglist: @game-set-canet, @mcl4r3n @maxiel-jpg Editors note: I'm still a scrub writing driver ships, so if you have any tips, advice or something like that, feel free to tell me!

It's qualifying day, and even though the sun has already set, the heat is nearly unbearable. Lando managed to perform quite well and got 4th place, right behind two Ferraris and a Mercedes. He is happy and craves nothing more than an ice-cold bath. Luckily, all of the teams prepared that little treat for their drivers; it was the least they could do after wearing those racing suits inside their cars for over an hour.

Lando, stripped down to a pair of black swim shorts, makes his way toward the more secluded area hidden inside the paddock, where his personal ice bath is waiting for him. He asked for some alone time, just to chill and rest. It was an eventful qualifying, and he's so relieved to be performing the way he wants to.

One foot at a time, he enters the cauldron and lets out a long, guttural groan. All of his muscles, his skin, and his mind are aching for some short-term relief.

"Oh fuck." He growls as he lets his whole body sink into the water. It's a sensational feeling—his entire body is tingling blissfully, and shivers run down his entire back.

"Mhmm." Lando closes his eyes and makes himself comfortable before he dunks his head into the water. He's been sweating heavily, his hair is messy, and all he can think of is staying inside this cauldron for an entire week. That's how good it feels. Just chill and relax.

He emerges and struggles to keep his eyes open, but someone is standing right next to him—a bigger figure with a very familiar scent.

"There you are, Lando." Daniel's voice echoes through Lando's head, and he smiles. He runs a hand across his face and through his hair.

""Here I am." He growls deeply and proceeds to subconciously stroke his own chest just below the surface while he looks at him, standing there wearing his usual Alpha Tauri attire.

Daniel smirks and squats down, steadying himself against the cauldron so their faces are on the same level. "I was hoping to find you here." He says it softly and tilts his head.

"You found me." Lando licks his lower lip quickly before he moves in closer toward Daniel, so they are face-to-face now. The smell gets way more intense; it's Daniel's cologne, a very familiar, woody-aromatic fragrance. "What are you going to do now?" He mirrors Daniel and moves in even closer, so their lips brush over one another.

"Congratulate on P4." Daniel breathes right into Lando's mouth once he gasps before leaning in and kissing the man lovingly.

"Mhmm." Lando purrs, embracing these enticingly soft lips on his own. Unable to help himself, he reaches for Daniel, running his wet hand along his neck.

"Fuck." Daniel gasps, pulling his lips just inches away. "That's cold." He giggles quietly and stares into Lando's beautiful eyes.

Lando smirks and narrows his eyes. "Why don't you come in? It's much better here." He grins and lets his eyes wander all over Daniel's face, knowing that he also wants to cool down.

Daniel bites his lower lip and leans his head back. He is supposed to meet a few guys from his garage to celebrate the results as well, but he can't deny the temptation. "Fuuck." He growls again once Lando strokes his neck one more time, and more and more drops of cold water run down his neck.

"I wish I could, but..." He hesitates, but instantly Lando pouts and moves backward. Daniel, looking at his boyfriend's puppy-dog eyes, starts to stroke his own chest through his shirt. "Fuck it." He grunts, causing Lando to smile brightly.

Satisfied, Lando watches him undress. One piece at a time, Daniel exposes his beautiful physique until only his boxers remain. Mindlessly, he starts stroking himself again—his chest, his tummy, and even further down to his thighs.

Daniel knows how to put on a show, running his hands through his hair, his beard, and further down to his chest. He even flexes his biceps and shows off his well-trained form. He winks at Lando, who's visibly getting more and more into it with an open mouth and his hands hidden inside the water, touching himself gently.

"Fucking hot." He grunts as Daniel strikes a pose. His own boxers are giving away his excitement as well, and there is no way to hide it now.

Daniel's skin flushes with more and more color with every stroke of his own hand. "Just for you." He points at Lando, who is blushing now too.

Then, Daniel steps into the ice bath, and just like Lando before, he lets out a long, guttural growl. "This is amazing." He groans and sinks quickly.

"I told you." Lando says, and as Daniel leans his head back, embracing the cold water all around him, he moves in closer again, so he's right in front of him.

"That wasn't part of the plan." Daniel smirks. "But I'm not complaining." He kisses Lando once, then twice, with both of them embracing each other's bodies with their hands.

Lando feels hands all over him, running along his spine, his waistline, across his chest, his abs, and teasingly between his thighs. At the same time, he steadies himself against Daniel's firm body, feeling his heaving chest with every deep breath he takes.

"You're so handsome." Daniel breathes deeply, with his hands embracing the other's entire body.

"Daniel." Lando groans into his friend's mouth as the latter starts to feel the desire building up inside his swim trunks. Both of them slide a hand between their bodies, between their thighs, feeling each other's bulge grow immensely.

"Is this me?" He breathes down Lando's neck. "Or just the excitement for P4? Daniel's hot breath burns on his skin, causing him to let out a low, guttural moan.

"A bit of both." Lando regains his composure and lets his hands feel the chest some more—the hard nipples, the tensed muscles, and how Daniel's breath quickens with every little touch. "I'm glad you came." He is panting slightly as he starts to grind his hips against Daniel's hand.

"So am I." He smirks, and they both start to grind on each other, embracing one another fully.

"I missed you." Lando growls, running a hand through Daniel's hair lovingly.

Daniel, loving that gentle touch, gives in to Lando and hugs him. "I've missed you, too."

#lando norris x daniel ricciardo #dando #dando fic #dando imagine #dando smut #f1 imagine #f1 smut #dando prompt #dando fanfic #dando fanfiction

[lavendertales]

sugar & spice—Alfie Solomons x f!reader

summary: being married to the infamous Alfie Solomons has its ups and downs. and so do your visits to his office.

word count: 1.3k

WARNINGS: swearing. a little spicy but nothing too explicit.

AGELESS/EMPTY BLOGS & MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED!

A/N: took prompt #10 (“Now, I ain’t gonna tell you twice, sweetheart—get out of my bloody office.”) from the film noir celebration list of @solomons-finest-rum ❤️

gif: @userfezcos 

He was menacing, powerful and not to be messed with. That much you knew from whispers heard around the block. Yet when the day came that you got to meet the infamous Alfie Solomons, you were… surprised. To put it mildly.

There was something about him that seemed to be calling out to you. He liked an intellectual opponent to tussle with, and you were every bit of that. You exchanged fake pleasantries, followed by plenty of innuendos that were not left without cheeky grins and lustful looks. It was more than evident after the first hour that the interest was mutual, and that you both wanted the same thing.

After a while, it went beyond carnal pleasure, sweat dripping down your bodies and names being shouted in the throes of passion. It turned into love, the purest affection, and just like that, Alfie Solomons knew he had found the one for him.

Now everyone knew Mr. and Mrs. Solomons. Everyone knew not to mess around with you, to not even throw you a single conspicuous glance down your way. You were meant for his eyes only, the most precious jewel ever to be worn by a singular man.

And the truth was, you’ve never felt more alive and cared for than whenever you were around Alfie.

You allowed yourself certain liberties though; as his wife, it was your duty to support him and his business and you did exactly that. However, whenever you showed up at the office, you made sure to look your best.

Like any respectable woman, you enjoyed some looks every now and then. You felt flattered, nothing more. All your devotion, attention and arousal were for Alfie, no one else, ever. And your appearance was meant strictly for Alfie as well.

He’s heard you by the click, click, click of your heels on the marble floor. He grins to himself, eyes still immersed into the papers before him. He lets you do your devilish walk to his office before choosing to do any move. It’s all part of the little cat and mouse game you always got going on. You both love it, both thrive off of it, so why not let it run its course?

“Come in,” his coarse voice announces as he hears the knock on the door.

Then, as his eyes rise from underneath his reading glasses, he nearly chokes on nothing but air.

You chose bolder clothing for today. Usually you carry some form of respect for the name you now have and for his business, but today it seems you went for carelessness. Your dress is as tight as it could be, embracing your front, your curves, and it shows a little more leg than usual. Now for him, this is the most mouth-watering sight he could possibly wish for, but the idea of you walking around like sex on a stick is troublesome, and it rises his blood pressure more than he would’ve thought, awakening some primal instinct within.

“What brings you here today, love? Dressed like that, no less.”

You take a look at your own outfit, playing innocent for a while longer.

“I thought you are more open-minded than other men, my dear,” you lovingly scold him.

“What’s that have to do with anything?”

You throw him a side glance, accompanied by a coy smirk.

“You are not one of those men who dictate their wives what to wear or what to do, are you?”

“The bloody hell I am! But there’s no one that could ever tell you what to do, love.”

You grin, oddly proud of yourself. “True.”

You pace around the office, staring at its walls—but subconsciously, letting Alfie take a good look at you.

“To what do I owe the pleasure then, love?”

“Better ask, ‘to whom I owe the pleasure’, to which I’d answer ‘to me, of course’.”

Alfie raises one eyebrow, scanning you carefully.

“This what you wanna do then?” he questions. “Parade yourself around to get me riled up?”

You shrug. “Measure your words, darling.”

You see him take a deep breath, finally rising from his chair. In an ideal world, if it wasn’t yet another busy day, he’d be already lifting your dress and bending you over the desk. But you admire his strength nonetheless.

“Do I need to walk around this much to get you riled up?”

“Woman, you only need to look at me and I’d be good to go.”

You chuckle, your ego receiving a boost like none other.

“So why are you here?” Alfie inquires.

“Can’t I visit my husband at work?”

You waltz near him, biting your lower lip and playing with the collar of his shirt.

“You’re a minx,” Alfie coos. “I don’t trust you with these visits of yours.”

“Would you rather I tell you straightforward what I’d like?”

“Ideally, yea.”

There’s a coy smile sprayed across your face, a trademark wicked one that Alfie fell for each and every time. It was a surefire way to let him know that you were up to no good, but fucking hell, it was one of his favorite things in the whole wide world.

“I’d appreciate it if you’d lock that door, bend me over that desk and let me know just how much you despise me walking into your office dressed like this.”

Alfie chuckles, the same devilish intention residing behind the sound.

“Fuckin’ hell,” he keeps on laughing. “I knew you had it in ya.”

“I don’t have anything in me yet.”

Alfie keeps grinning, much like a madman, but eventually decides that two can play at that game. He stares you down for as long as he can, looking you up and down.

“Best be on your way home cause when I get there, I’d wanna see that pretty arse of yours bent over for me.”

You pretend to pout. “Are you throwing your wife out? Really?”

“Now, I ain’t gonna tell you twice, sweetheart—get out of my bloody office.”

“Or what?”

He feels his blood pressure rise more so than before, his pants impossibly tighter by now, but he prevails.

“Or I might take you up on that offer of yours.”

“That is the least threatening thing you could tell me.”

Alfie grins, reaching around to pull you in by your waist and the next second, he hungrily kisses you.

The kiss is wet, needy and hot and it sets you both ablaze with the speed of lightning. Neither of you wants to let go, especially not when you feel Alfie hard against your crotch, struggling to catch his breath and trying to grind against you.

“Where’s your smart mouth now?” you cheekily ask.

“Hoping to be on more of you, actually.”

“Then do me a favor—lock that fucking door already.”

Alfie pulls away so abruptly you have difficulty believing that anything even happened before. You feel a little insulted, really, but not too much. You know you’ll be well rewarded – although right now the scale seems to be tipped towards punishment—later.

“You come into my office, my bloody office, right? Wearing something like that—and you want me to do you on your terms, sweetheart? I fucking think not.”

He grabs hold of your ass, squeezing it as hard as he can, and you gasp, the heat between your legs growing impossible to ignore.

“Go home, and best be ready for me cause you’ll be too fucked out to say anything but my name, love.”

Left speechless, you don’t fight him on it. You lick your lips in anticipation of what’s to come, swaying your hips to the exit and throwing him one last siren-like gaze that you make sure would last him for the next several hours.

tags:

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[kyber-crystal]

okayy but headcanons for reader being part of the top 1% and not knowing how to drive a car?? the crew lovingly teasing them and then a cute date with hangman trying to teach them. pls pls ur headcanons r cute and he’s a sweetie i just know it

SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO GET TO THIS BUT YES. also i'm so so sorry if this isn't what you imagined, my writing has just gone downhill lately lol

hangman loves how you're a woman of many talents. you can fly planes. you're almost unbeatable at darts. slick with pool. can rival him in dogfight football. and you're one of the only people he goes soft for

(lies, he loves everyone. but you in particular? there's almost nothing he won't do for you)

you're set to head out to the beach again and taking one big car

you're asked to drive but then you get into the front seat and just sit there, frozen in place

and that's when the crew puts two and two together and realizes you can't drive

so the next few minutes are spent teasing you (lovingly, of course)

"how are you in the top 1% but don't know how to drive a car?" hangman had asked

you explained how you took your test before leaving for top gun, but failed

and since you didn't have much time to practice you never re-tried it

but it was also because you were highkey scared to

(also you had very faint memories of maverick trying to teach you back @ home. very traumatic. he was gripping the overhead handle for life even though you weren't even on the freeway yet...)

hangman ends up driving, right. and you know when guys do That thing when they drive/reverse? yeah, he does that

and. you're speechless as you watch because you have the greatest view of his arms and side profile from where you're sitting

(like what the fuck nobody ever told you that lieutenant jake seresin had some really, really nice arms.)

phoenix kicks you in the ankle and gives you a look that tells you she sees the look on your face. and your brightened cheeks

it's hilarious

you cannot stop yourself from staring when you get to the beach. he can drive well, he flies well, and he's ripped? a far better 3 in 1 combo than the shampoo you're sure he uses imo

everyone gets into this huge water fight after the game

(and no, it was not rooster's fault for instigating the conflict)

hangman jogs toward you and is all like "hey sweetheart, give me a hug)

and you fall for it

and so you get soaked from head to toe because he's drenched with seawater

but later as you're walking out he notices you're shivering pretty badly

and he feels so bad

so he takes off the brand new shirt he'd changed into and gives it to you

and the mf walks shirtless all the way back to the car it's fucking hilarious

and he's like "let me make it up to you. i'll teach you how to drive. no more traumatic memories from mav, and you get to spend time with your favorite person :)"

the next day he comes knocking at your door...when it's still dark out

you're pissed off and ready to beat the shit out of whoever it was but then you realized it was hangman and you're like. oh. never mind

you want to question why the fuck this man is trying to take you driving at 4 in the morning. but you don't, because he has yours and his best interests in mind. usually.

the sky goes from black to grey as you hit the road and you're shaking

but this time it's most likely because his hand is on your thigh (to steady you, of course. but we all know this lil shit is using it as an excuse to get closer to you. this whole lesson was his excuse to get closer to you, honestly)

hangman is very gentle and surprisingly so good at explaining things. so within minutes you're calm again and driving smoothly

he gives you directions on where to go (keeping his hand on your thigh the whole time ofc lmao)

there was one time where you were pulling up to a traffic light and supposed to slowly hit the brakes. but instead you pressed the accelerator and went shooting forward

if this surprises hangman, he doesn't show it

"sweetheart, i don't know how you mix the two up. let's pray we don't have to pay a fine or something"

and you end up at this nice area with a stunning view of the ocean

he puts out his jacket for you two to sit on and watch the sunrise

"worth the drive, wasn't it" he whispered into your ear and you're like hell the fuck yeah it was

though it was terrifying going on the freeway. even if that was only for a little bit

you drive slower on the way back and you end up being late to one of maverick's training maneuvers

but it's worth it

oh also. you go to the local dmv maybe a month later. hangman lets you borrow his car. you pass with flying colors)

(he had bribed you with a date at your favorite italian restaurant so that was part of your motivation)

(most of it was because of the fact that you could spend more time with him. you'd take any and every chance you got)

when you do pass, hangman has the crew throw you a giant party and it's so funny

but it makes you happy because it shows how much they all cared

:))

you don't get ticketed for that traffic light incident btw. somehow you got lucky that day

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[si-wildchild-queen]

SUN X READER

Light Romance

(From?. Another Writing Account I Have. I’ll Link It Someday Lol.)

CUTE WITH KIDS!

You were currently propped up against the security desk watching your crush...Sun, of course is the only other "Adult" in the daycare.

You weren't really sure why they gave you this job, Sun definitely had it all handled...

But you weren't complaining, you never thought that you'd have a crush on an animatronic but when Sun flashed that friendly smile and then always offered to help with everything even the tiniest thing well...Anyone would fall for the guy, he was so much better than any other guy.

You sighed to yourself wondering if it was only because maybe he was just programmed to be that way, maybe his creator was like him but not actually him himself...the thought of that made you extremely depressed.

You stifled a smile as you heard a couple of children practically begging Sun for a few more minutes on a game they liked to call "Monkey Time" Where they climbed him like a jungle gym, you stared lovingly at Sun trying not to think any inappropriate thoughts, after all, there were children present. (Lol).

Suddenly you felt a tug at your pants, Looking down you felt your face heat up a bit hoping the child didn't see that.

The child smiled up at you, a mischievous smile.

"Are you in love with Mr Sun. You seem to be staring up at him an awful lot today"

The child asked in a teasing manner.

You gave a nervous smile.

"What?. Me in love with the daycare attendant?. Absolutely not, no way- that's...that's gross."

The child was not buying it.

They ran off playfully pointing at you, and yelling as loud as they could.

"(Y/n) loves sun!. (Y/n) loves Sun!."

They said in a sing song tune ~

Sun looked over at you with a tint of red plastered across his cheeks?.

You should your head and looked down to the desk.

*No, there's no way he likes me right?. He is a robot...*

You thought.

Suddenly a tap was heard on the side of the desk, you looked over and your face flushed (probably bright red) with embarrassment!.

It was Suns hand!.

You looked up, eyes widening, his face was just a couple inches away from yours, you had forgotten how close Sun would get with others, you tried to tell yourself that this was nothing, just to calm down.

“Do you really love me (Y/n) and remember No Lying In The Daycare.” He heavily emphasized, pointing a finger at you.

You couldn’t help but stifle a smile at how cute he was when it came to the daycare rules.

Your smile faded and a frown was plastered on your face.

“Well (Y/n) do you love me or not?. That little kid seems to think so, they told me you admire me from afar…is that true (Y/n)?.”

You blinked in surprise.

*So he does know what that means*

You thought.

You sigh and take grabs Suns hand, he stops pointing at you and looks to the hand and back to you as if impatiently waiting for something…

“Well?.” He asked once more.

“Yes sun I suppose what I feel…would be…I think it would go under love so…yes Sun I do.”

You said awkwardly, you had never said love before to anyone so this was an odd feeling for you.

Suns rays perked up hearing this, he pulled you out from behind the security desk and hugged you tightly.

“Do you really mean that?.”

He practically shouted.

Leaning down he started to whisper in your ear.

“I’ve been waiting so long to hear that!. I’ve loved you for a very long time friend!. But I didn’t want you to run away!.”

He pulled away looking a bit sad.

You gave a sympathetic look, wrapping your arms around his shoulders you smiled sweetly.

“I would never run away, I will never run way.”

You heavily clarified and Sun hugged you even tighter making you laugh, the kids all started making “oooo” sounds.

“Sun has a girlfriend!”

They all mused in the previous sing song tune.

The two of you stopped hugging each other.

You directed your attention to the kids now.

“Teasing is mean.”

You playfully looked at Sun.

“Don’t you think we should remind these kids of the rules my Dear Sun?.”

You smiled mischievously.

Sun caught onto the game and smiled even brighter.

“(Y/n) has a point children, you must be punished.”

Sun said surprising giggles.

You and Sun start running after the kids as they run away screaming.

“Let’s see who can last the longest without getting caught.”

You and Sun laughed again loving this job.

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[bliklo-tep]

The watcher with a thousand eyes.

“Bliklotep. Come here.” My dads deep, voice called out. The tone alone sending shivers down anyone’s spine.

“Coming.” I mumbled.

I was scared. I don’t think I should’ve been scared. But I was, there were little things I noticed about my dad. I learned quickly, that if he needed me, it wasn’t going to be any good.

Pokey knew. Wiggly knew aswell.

Nibbly, Tinky and Webby were clueless. They couldn’t have known, I don’t blame them. They don’t need to worry about this sort of thing yet, they were younger. They don’t know what I know, they don’t need to know. Perhaps when they’re older they’ll see.

Stepping towards him, he looked down at me. I could feel his smile. I saw it.

He wasn’t happy, he was never happy infact. Satisfaction wasn’t something easy to come by with him.

I knew that. He knows how much I know, he hasn’t mentioned anything about it yet, but I could tell. He was smart. There was no deceiving him

He gestured closer, hesitantly I took a few more steps. Irritated, he spoke again. “Closer. Don’t be silly.” He demanded, gritting his teeth.

I didn’t have it in me to do so. I blanked, nothing but pure fear running through me. He yanked my arm, dragging me over to him. No matter how much I wanted to make any sort of noise, of pain. I didn’t.

Staying silent was easy for me. Knowing when, or when not I need to speak.

Pokey talks alot. He doesn’t know how to shut his mouth.

Wiggly talks back to our father lots, I’ve seen him snap at me and Pokey due to stress. I know why.

I’m glad I was able to stay silent. It would’ve gone way worse if I hadn’t. Perhaps i would’ve found myself losing more than an eye that time.

“I don’t have time for your games, child. When I ask if you, you do as I please. You’re better than the rest of them. You know that.”

“Your older brother is defiant. He does not know when to zip it. But not you.”

“You respect me. Submit to me, no matter the circumstance.” I looked away.

“Look at me!” He shouted, tightening his grip. Pain increasing, my eyes shot back to him.

He stared at me lovingly, but it truthfully was just a fake mask. I know he was a horrible man. I know he was an even terrible father. What else would be expected of the lord of chaos?

We weren’t a family. We’ve never been one. Once or twice we can act like one. You’d never expect a bunch of powerful beings to actually bond, would you? I certainly did. Strangely, sometimes I wished that was the case.

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[sheerfreesia007]

Stupid Cupid # 4

Title: Stupid Cupid #4

Fandom: Top Gun Maverick

Pairing: Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x Reader

Author: @sheerfreesia007​

Words: 816

Warnings: Fluff, nudity, implied sex

Permanent Tag List: @paintballkid711, @fioccodineveautunnale, @phoenixhalliwell, @linkpk88, @weirdowithnobeardo, @athalien

Prompt: Pillowtalk

Author Notes: Bradley’s prompt. Just soft sweet lazy love with Bradley.

Gif Credit: @santiagonex

It’s the light peppering pecks that wake you slowly from your slumber, you groan loudly and stretch your muscles as you feel the deep chuckle of Rooster on your naked back. He’s leaning against your back placing kisses along your skin while laying in bed with you. You can feel his naked skin against yours and you hum softly at the memory of the activities of last night. Shifting slightly on your stomach you feel Rooster’s mustache graze your skin and you flinch away as the sensation tickles against your skin.

“Good morning.” he husks out to you as you flip onto your back and stare up at him smiling warmly. He smirks as he sees the blanket has fallen down under your breasts to his eyes. 

“Good morning.” you rasp out as your throat was still sore from how vocal you had been the night before. Rooster stares at you lovingly as you hold your arms out to him and he gladly cuddles close and gently places his chin on your sternum as his body settles on top of yours.

“How are you feeling?” he asks concerned and you hum once again as you stretch under him arching your chest under his torso which makes him bury his face between your breasts for a moment.

“Sore but a good sore.” you respond in a raspy voice and he looks back up at you with a nod of his head.

“I can stretch you out this morning before I have to leave.” he offers and you sigh in gratitude at his words.

“That’d be lovely.” you answer and he shimmies up your body until he’s hovering above you. He shifts, aligning your pelvises until you’re both flush with each other and you gasp softly as you feel his cock notch between your legs still feeling sensitive after everything that happened last night. Your arms drape around his neck loosely and your fingers trail up and down his back in lazy patterns making him melt into you once more. He rolls the two of you so that you’re now both on your sides sharing the almost nonexistent space between you.

“I love you, you know that right?” he asks softly and your eyes dart up to his to see he’s staring heavily at your face.

“Of course I do. And I love you too.” you respond softly as you shift even closer to him as you hook your right leg over his hip. Your heel presses into his ass and drag him that much closer until there’s no space between the two of you. “I love you so much that I’d be lost without you Bradley.” you confess to him and Bradley smiles softly at your words. You know you just started one of your favorite games that the two of you loved to play, a game of how much you loved each other. Bradley was competitive and you knew you were in for a fun ride.

“I love you so much that I’d be nothing without you.” he responded and you grinned while rolling your eyes. You knew he could do better than that.

“I love you so much that my food would be tasteless without you.” you answer and he pouts his lips at your words.

“But your cooking is so good, it’d be a shame if you couldn’t taste it.” he counters and you chuckle softly at him. “Thank goodness I’m not going anywhere then.” Your laughter is strained but still bright and cheery as it rings out after his cocky statement. You watch as he starts to think of a better line and your eyes dart around his face taking in his relaxed features, his eyes sparkle with happiness as his mind races with a response for you. “Oh, oh I got one.” he says excitedly and you smile widely while waiting for him to say it. “I love you so much that flying no longer gives me a high coming home to you does.” he says and for a moment the two of you are silent before you breathe out softly in surprise. You can tell that his words are the truth as he watches you silently with sparkling eyes.

“Wow.” you say softly and he nods his head as he grins at you. “You win.” you say softly before you lunge forward and capture his lips as your heart soars with the knowledge that you’ve become greater than his one dream in life as an aviator. Rooster groans softly as your mouth continues to capture his without any let up, he rolls the two of you until he’s hovering over you once more. “Make love to me Bradley.” you gasp out against his lips and he moans loudly at your words. “Give me that high I give you.” you gasp out and soon Bradley does just what you ask of him.

#my writing #stupid cupid #bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley rooster bradshaw x reader #top gun maverick

[leonhardt-simp]

The Girl Who Wrote Me Letters V.

[post-canon/canonverse] | chapter 5

— Annie x Mute! Fem! Reader.

summary: Actions speak louder than words now. Annie is met with difficult decisions but she’ll do anything to figure out what happened to the girl without a voice.

author’s note: Thank you for everyone who waited so patiently, and thank you @tsukidrama for being my beta reader! I hope you enjoy 💕

Series Masterlist

[warnings in masterlist]

“This isn’t up for debate, Doctor.” Vivianne spoke with a huff towards the end, the discussion on what their next move was already annoying her beyond belief.

If Y/N couldn’t convince the doctor to let her move a little freely, she would feel guilty of not helping those around her.

Y/N began to sign ‘I just want to be able to guide our coworkers to their destinations, I think if we have someone who actually had a name of importance there, It could change-’

She was interrupted by Vivianne’s laugh in her face, tossing a paper onto her desk to add to the endless amounts.

“And then what? You die trying to defend a crate with less importance than you?” Vivianne’s golden eyes looked lovingly towards Y/N, her lips lifting into a smirk.

“You’re being foolish, dear. This isn’t some hero story. You’re gonna get yourself killed over people who already don’t want us here.” She reached into her lab pocket on her chest to pull out a cigarette pack, putting one into her mouth then tossing the pack into a drawer before shutting it.

‘They respect me enough-’

That got another muffled laugh from Vivianne, her hand pulling the unlit cigarette from her mouth. “Ah yes, the people of thugs and thieves definitely respect you. Bold statement, Doctor.”

Y/N rolled her eyes, her annoyance evident through the furrow of her brows. ‘I can probably show better results than you.’ She signed with an attitude, her attitude causing doctor to scoff at the mere challenge of that statement.

This cigarette gave her a bitter taste in her mouth, so she flicked it into the trash.

“Ah? So that’s why you’re Head of this operation, right? Why you stepped down from that brilliant offer the Queen gave you? Why you’re in my place now? Be realistic, Y/N.” She stood from her chair, walking around the desk, her hand gliding over the papers.

“You’re nothing more than a brilliant second hand. Know your place.” She swiped the papers off her desk.

The importance of data was nothing significant compared to this power challenge the two held.

Eyes held in a nonverbal staring contest, holding tense energy as the two ideas clashed between the two. It struck a nerve in Y/N as well, cause while it was true, she was still surprised someone who held fonder memories would say such a thing.

‘You’re nothing but a replacement, does that hold any weight in performance?’ She fired back.

That was Y/N’s perfect strike, watching as that struck something in Vivianne’s eyes. A dark attitude grew as that lil comment struck at the Leader’s ego.

Vivianne knew what she was even to someone below her like Y/N, at least in her mind the mute doctor was below her. However, skillswise Y/N exceeded. She admired that about her. That’s what sparked their little fling some few years ago, a spark of interest, that drive.

Vivianne couldn’t deny that the younger doctor was attractive. “But even the first one didn’t want you.” Vivianne smirked, she was all that was left for Y/N. A perfect match for someone who was a coward. That’s what she was wasn’t it? The girl who was missing for years. The girl who used to write to communicate to others.

No, that side was dead..

She buried that side of herself with the many other things she desperately had to detach herself from.

That wasn’t all that she let go though…

Y/N’s hands began to clench at the returning memory of the blonde that held her heart since the very beginning of her adventure. Her eyes closed and eyebrows contorted to the sickly feelings that grew in her chest.

She couldn’t say anything.

“Now if this silly game of insults is over.. You will follow your orders and duties without question, darling.” Vivianne reached over to hold that tense hand of the other, kissing the soft flesh on the back of her hand.

“Just do what you do best, hiding in plain sight and working in your office.”

It happened all too suddenly, the angry pull away of Y/N’s arm, the sudden turn and limp-walk out of the room and the loud slam of the office door.

The silence that followed after made the Admin smile greatly, a little giggle that followed as well once she heard the slam of another door.

“Ah, hello, Dr-” Dr. Adler tried to greet her, but Y/N wasn’t going to listen anyways cause once she left that building, she was already on her way to start her own little mission…

First she needed a crate.

———

“Come help me with this!” Dakota requested, the blondes eyes shifting over to the rugged girl and with no hesitation began her climb down.

As quickly Annie came down from the buildings top, Dakota had already began to emerge with the trolley.

The two quickly began to equip the heavy box onto the moving device, Annie helping mostly with the lifting. Even after 3 years, she’s still got it.

“This makes no sense??” Spoken with confusion lacing their tone, their eyes looking up to lock with the blonde who began to pulling her hair back from her face.

“Let’s try not to question this, We have the medicine, let’s hurry it back.” Annie directed, “It would be a wasted opportunity otherwise.” She added, reaching to grab a hanging cloth from one of the clothing lines. Annie wondered if it would be big enough to make the box not look too conspicuous.

Dakota strapped the box down for a snug hold, nothing was falling from this thing. Annie doubled check, adjusting her satchel afterward.

“I-” Fabel was cut off abruptly.

BANG

The noise – distant yet close was enough for both parties to pull out their weapon’s out of instinct. Both began to look up at the buildings frantically, their backs turned to one another.

Annie held her gun in a vice grip, her alert on high.

‘I don’t like this at all…’ The first thought that came to mind, however the echo quieted down. It somewhat made Annie hope that was just it.

“We need to get this to the warehouse now. Guide me out and then have my back.” Dakota strapped her gun back at her side and with minimal struggle began to push the cart off in the direction of the alleyway. "We're practically sitting ducks out here."

Without hesitation Annie nodded, walking ahead to sweep the alley way just in case. The atmosphere felt off, there didn't seem to be anyone nearby.

“All clea-” Annie went to call out but was cut short as another bang rang, the force pushing Annie backwards causing her to stumble and almost trip over her feet. Panic beginning to form in her head. The sound was so close. Dakota dropped the trolly down, ducking behind it and pulling out her gun.

“I knew something was up. Shit!” The voice of pure annoyance came from the gang leader.

The footsteps ran above them. “Fuck.” A silent curse fell from Fabel’s lips, “Did you get h-….Amby?” Their eyes focused on Annie who began to hold her shoulder, her hand retracted to display her blood.

Annie grimaced at her hand, her eyes meeting up with Fabel’s who’s eyes widened at her in fear. The moment ending when more fire was opened on them, causing them both to flinch away from the fire.

‘Shit!’

Annie crawled to hide behind some barrels, her hand holding her wound on her shoulder. The sight made Dakota’s heart race more than before, this wasn’t just because this could’ve gotten someone of importance killed.

They both were dead if they didn’t act now.

An instinct of protection kicked. A breath of confidence made Fabel pull up and began shooting at the figures aiming from the rooftops, her head steady enough to probably hitting one.

Annie winced but began to pull off her hood, reaching towards the edge to use her strength from adrenaline to rip the fabric. It was a temporary fix to stop but it was better than nothing.

‘You never seem to have a scratch on you.’

She could see those curious eyes staring into her soul as if she read her, how she wished to spill everything. So she did, but only to herself.

‘that was cause I couldn’t with my titan powers..’ Annie responded in her head as she wrapped her wound as best as she could, her eyebrows showed irritation.

She reached for her gun out to help in the shoot out, soon seeing as they began to target the crate. A few men trying to drop down and get close enough to possibly snag the valuables.

‘Shit.’

“Fabel!” She called, the attention of the black haired thief bring caught.

Dakota seemed to hit a good couple of men on the roof, ducking back down to look over at the wounded Ambassador. “You need to grab the crate and go.” She said as she checked the ammo count in her gun and cocking the top.

“What?? No way! I’m not leaving you here.” Dakota refused in absolute disbelief that she even had a thought about that.

Annie shook her head, “No! Listen, grab the trolly, run! I’ll be close behind! What matters is the warehouse.” She was annoyed on top of injured, she was just seeing red at this point.

All of this was getting on her nerves, Kota could tell by how she clenched her jaw, making sure her makeshift tourniquet was on her shoulder properly.

The two stared at one another, their eyes simply showing one another that it was time to stop playing around.

Annie was done with these inconveniences, she was a warrior. Kota could see it in her eyes, the blonde that was written in that book she held in that satchel. The determination, even without the titan smoke she held all the power in her.

“Fine…” Kota nodded, peaking out a bit to see the men jumping down from the fire escape and to the crate.

“Here goes nothing..”

Just when Dakota slipped from cover to the crate, Annie stood up with her gun in hand acting in muscle memory.

This may sound morbid but she felt like she was at target practice, her instincts taking over. Her heart racing as each bang of the gun went off, it was deafening.

Kota slid to the crate, pulling out her knife from her strap on her leg to point at the man running up to her. Her eyes wide but determined, she clicked a button on the knife before the man could even pull his gun back up in her direction, springing the blade free and into the chest of the threat, an easy pick.

It was an easy job on Annie’s part as she recalled many things from the past in her training, her grayish blue eyes seemed to tinkle in the dimly lit back alley.

The blonde was playing for lives as she jumped over the barrels and moved to the next cover spot being a next pile of crates her head ducking down to reload. Dakota lowered her knife and lifted her own gun to start shooting to suppress the fire from the roof.

With a cock of her gun she was back to her job, getting Kota the hell out of there.

She couldn’t even tell how many she managed to knock down but it was enough to have Kota start pulling the trolly out. From there Kota was looking at the abandoned street as people began to run for cover, hiding by their stands or into their buildings.

She couldn’t blame them however when she saw an open wagon. She couldn’t help herself.

She looked around in slightly frantic, until she saw a man ducking behind his stand.

“You!” She called out, motioning to the crate.

“Help me with this and I’ll pay you!”The fearful man couldn’t say no to that. So, he helped. The two began trying to lift the wagon up.

Annie was feeling tired though, her adrenaline started to decline and she began to pant, her ears ringing before she finally heard the call of her name.

“Amby! Pull out it’s ready!” It was enough to pull her out, she began to see slightly blurred but she was gonna get out. Her mission wasn’t done.

Kota climbed up over to the main seat, tossing a coin bag over to the man who had helped her, not even bothering to count what was in there. She was sure there was a hefty amount, didn’t matter to her.

“Keep it! Enjoy your night!” She said, shooing the man off, watching him run off before watching as Annie walked up to the side of the wagon, Kota reaching down to hand a helping hand to bring her small self up to the passenger seat.

With Annie in the seat, she turned around to hold her gun out in case they began to spill from the alleyways, but nothing followed them.

Nothing stopped them as they began to ride, a crack of the reins setting the already startled horses forward.

Once they seemed far enough Annie had sat back down in her seat, leaning back and closing her eyes in exhaustion.

She was sore… She hadn’t felt this since she was 12…

“Rest up, Amby. I’ll get you help when we get back..” The captain had said reassuringly. That was enough to let Annie relax a bit, however her arm was starting to feel the pain of her wound.

Annie could only nod as she leaned back, her head falling back, her hand holding her shoulder while the other still held onto her gun.

The rush had faded, now she just needed to pray they could get to the warehouse in time.

———

She could remember everything, down to the nearest detail of that day. When Annie became just a little closer to the girl who had everyone whispering to each other.

It was simple curiosity that struck her, nothing more than that.

She remembered seeing her fight against some of the other trainees, while it wasn’t the best, she still held her own. What really stuck to Shadis was her medical knowledge, her rush to aid whenever someone needed it. He couldn’t deny it impressed him.

He would observe her whenever she fought, she had a way of moving that would be both ridiculous but effective as she was more passive than aggressive. It was a change from seeing the usual aggressive fighting styles.

She was usually the first to help stabilize trainees before the medical helpers would come in, her eyes always managing to show some compassion that eased the trainee down. It changed what he had believed about her. Just slightly though..

Annie could remember the day that she was sat out from the usual trainee session, her only new set of training be that she could lift a human-like bag. Practically, it was like a weight training when others watched her. Sometimes she was practicing tourniquets or learning to lift the bodies into a wagon.

Though it wasn’t the standard of what they wanted here, Shadis made an exception as a field medic could save a life. It wasn’t like she would make it far anyways…

It was kind of a habit now for Annie to watch her do her separate training sessions as they lasted longer than the usual training session. She also had the usual scout training, so she seemed to have much on her plate but she didn’t complain.

Until, she suddenly couldn’t find her in the crowds of people anymore. She wasn’t at breakfast nor lunch, her spot in the cabins would be empty as well…

That wasn’t until another hot day,

Annie remembered being more preoccupied with hand to hand, her opponent’s day was probably ruined to know he had her as a partner.

Soon after showing her fighting knowledge, Shadis had called her out to take a break. She stood above her partner, in her hand being that wooden knife that she paid no mind to just toss into her partner’s possession before walking off.

Under a tree, she stood waiting for her next set of orders when suddenly she heard slight scribbling causing her head to turn to the noise. Just beyond a little bush was she.

The girl sat crisscrossed with a book in hand and a writer in the next, her eyes observing a grasshopper that sat on a blade of grass. With the new presence, the grasshopper hopped away.

Y/N’s eyes widened before she heard a slight rustle of leaves, her head turning quickly to look up at the blonde who seemed curious in the activity.

Eyes met with equal curiosity, a little head nod started their small discussion though only one-sided.

However, Annie didn’t mind reading.

———

Once they had gotten back, Dakota had given Annie off to a trusted friend for treatment while she spoke with trusted men who would go tell the news to Dr. Adler. She was gonna get this stuff pumped out soon, she first needed to make sure Miss Leonhardt was up and ready, because she wasn’t gonna work her to death. She didn’t need that on her hands at the moment.

“You! I’m trusting you with getting this stuff to those on the Northside.” She ordered, her eyes watching intensely as they began to unload the medicine.

“Oh! and please be gentle. I don’t want to go through hell again trying to get this.” She recalled as she walked towards the room for medical attention, her eyes settling on the woman of the hour, closing the door behind them.

The blonde’s head was throbbing while the gang’s medic took a look at Annie’s wounds, her eyes closed to regain a bit of herself. She hadn’t felt a rush like that for a few years, it felt odd now that she didn’t have her titan form.

She couldn’t really say whether she felt weaker or if she was just always this way, but she was content that she was able to pull her act together. She had a moment of clarity, she needed to step it up.

Even with her head clouded with distractions, she needed to focus better. That much was clear.

“You know you’d do great down here.” She teased Annie not wanting to feed into her antics, she couldn’t help herself though with her usual sarcastic attitude.

“Oh definitely, I’m sure I would.” her voice held a bit of exhaustion but she seemed to rest up as she laid there, a wince coming from her mouth as the “nurse” cleaned her stitches.

“Can you please sit up, It’s time for the bandages.” The quiet medic spoke, aiding Annie up to get started on making sure the wound was properly dressed.

“You think just anyone could’ve pulled that off?? I think that’s just one victory to add to the future many!” Dakota celebrated as she turned her back when Annie had begun to get her body bandaged out of respect.

Annie shook her head, “But, we need to start looking at the obvious here. You said you didn’t recognize those people.. Do you think we were set up?” She pointed out.

That entire scene shouldn’t go unchecked, especially since those people didn’t mind killing someone important. It seemed like they didn’t really hold back, that much was enough to make Annie start paying attention.

There’s too many things that didn’t make sense. Someone obviously led them there and from how Kota had expressed how their usual trade offs went, this was way different than usual. They needed to work this out before anyone got hurt further. Annie was worried her killing people again would compromise her position, that war was coming again.

Fabel’s expression turned slightly more serious as they began to remember more.

“It’s hard to say it was a set up though… Especially since they were right about the location… The people up on the rooftops didn’t look anything like the people who dropped the stuff off either..”

The medic patted Annie on the shoulder as a motion to let her know she was good to go, helping her take some painkillers for the road.

“Then?” Annie responded as she scooted to the edge of the bed.

“I think someone saw us and ran to tell someone else… I think the crate was genuine from the doctors… but…” Dakota was still in doubt, she didn’t know exactly what to say about the whole thing.

Annie tried to think a bit harder on what they witnessed, her eyes moving to see a cleaner shirt and hood on the chair beside them. She smiled in slight appreciation as she moved to grab the slightly baggy but wearable button up to throw on.

“But?” Annie questioned, her head turning over to the captain as they turned to look back at the blonde.

“The attire, usually it’s people from the actual medical buildings we have down here that drop the stuff off…” Kota explained, her eyes shifting away to look at a nearby wall.

“They looked cleaner?? Like actually professionals.” She described them and Annie took the facts into consideration as she buttoned up her shirt leaving the first few at the top unbuttoned as she got lazy. She didn’t mind rolling up her sleeves, her hands tucking in the shirt in a bit as well before she went to grab her newish hood.

Dakota wasn’t sure exactly what to make of the new information since everything turned out alright, for the most part. “We won’t know anything more until we hear back from-”

Then she was interrupted, a slam of the doors and some frantic footsteps rushing their way caused Dakota and Annie to both look over.

“CAPTAIN! The…” The gang member was panting and heaving from their long run, it alarmed both the Ambassador and the Leader.

Dakota looked over to who she recognized as Douglas, “What’s wrong?? Wwhat’re you running for??” The young assistant nodded in response, his bent over to catch his breath.

“There was… pant…An attack… pant.. On the East medical building…” He struggled to get out as much as he could.

It took him a hot minute to properly get the words out, him standing straight to look towards his leader and the ambassador.

“One of Vivianne’s people said there was still a doctor inside… One stayed overtime, I couldn’t bring myself to go inside to help.” He admitted his guilt, not receiving any judgment from either of the two.

Annie and Dakota looked at one another, she patted the boy’s shoulder, “You did well.” She reassured the boy before waving him off. “Now, go. Get home safely. We’ll handle the situation shortly.” She confirmed as she shooed the boy away, watching as he was jogging off again.

“You think it’s the same people who were shot at us earlier?” Annie wondered out loud, Fabel walking past to start getting ready for their next adventure, checking her weapons before placing them back in their holsters.

“One way to find out, I suppose.” The leader didn’t seem too thrilled about it. Going into possibly another gun was something she wanted to avoid, there was enough bloodshed.

Annie nodded, pulling up her hood as she began to grab her things once more, grabbing her satchel as they began to head out.

——

The boy wasn’t lying when he said there was an attack, when the duo arrived there seemed to be glass broken, bodies starting to lie in the corridors. It made Annie feel a clench in her gut, something about all the medical stuff around gave her those slight flashes of the past.

There were many times Annie would come into the medical buildings above ground, then she would see her. However, nothing would remind her better than after her mission.

Kota watched the Ambassador space out, snapping her fingers. “No time to get distracted, come on.” She whispered just in case there was more people inside, the only thing they hoped for was that the doctor was still alive.

Annie followed close behind, the stairs creaking underneath their weight as they went up. The place seemed like it was ransacked almost, however nothing was taken? As if someone was looking for something… or someone.

Annie made a mental note of the papers on the ground, the different rooms that had boards and desks, some held beds. Whoever stayed here had gotten up and just left without their stuff, it was obvious it was sudden as well.

Anyone could tell these people were leaving in a rush and those who intruded were searching for something, it wasn’t hard not to be curious of the damage.

It seemed to just get worse as they kept walking down the corridor, A light at the end of the hallway showing nothing but a shadow kneeling down beside something before walking off to the side.

It was a sight that made both the leader and the ambassador hold their breath.

“Is anyone here?” Kota called out, Annie moving forward with her gun in hand. The call obviously made someone shift to hide or run cause they both heard the sound of steps walking further away.

Dakota took initiative to move closer into the room, her hand holding her gun close while Annie moved in after, looking around and behind the door but…

No one was there.

The first thing they both noticed was the bodies laying about, one with a book over it’s face and two more. One slumped against the wall by the door and one laying behind the desk. Color Dakota impressed, she wasn’t sure what to say about this sight. All she could do was whistle as if to say ‘wow’.

“Fucking hell…” Dakota wondered how these Doctors trained.

Annie looked about, her eyes soon landing on the chalk board of notes and equations. Her interest was piqued as she felt connected to the letters written there.

Dakota searched about to look down on one corpse in particular, a body with a book on its face, kneeling down beside the deceased body to lift the book up. Maybe a sign of respect? The book didn’t seem to hold any value to hiding anything. They even went as far as checking pockets but nothing.

“Did you find anything?” Kota wondered but got no answer as Annie stared at the hand writing, her ears began to ring slightly as she stared at one little note on the chalk board in particular.

The silence was enough to cause Kota look over to the ambassador, watching her actions carefully as she stood up.

Reminder: Meet with Luther and Denis for delivery.

‘Delivery?…’ Annie questioned, her eyebrows furrowing down before something clicked in her head. Her first instinct was to pull out the journal but just as she did, a loud slam had echoed through the room.

Before either could react, Dakota felt the back of her leg get kicked in, sending her to her knees before a sharp and hard pain whacked her on the side of the head that knocked her over. The sudden commotion pulled Annie out of her small distraction.

Annie turned to pull her gun up but within an instant it was shot out her hand, sending it out of her hand, the person in question finally getting them both in a vulnerable state.

Annie held up her hands up in surrender “We aren’t here to-” Her words died on her lips the moment that she connected eyes with those familiar E/C eyes.

Annie at first thought maybe this was another one of those things she just imagined but when she heard the gun cock, she felt slight panic. The doctor panted as she tried to gain the courage to take another life, but just before she finally got to pull the trigger…

She was quick to pull down her hood, hoping to see if that changed anything. The it went quiet.

‘That can’t be…’

There was a new shift in the air, the gun in the doctor’s hands beginning to tremble slightly as the two held eye contact.

Y/N began to get filled with a whole new different emotion, the feelings of everything from betrayal to anger, frustration to happiness and grief… Why now?? Of all the times she needed Annie? Why now?

“… Y/N?…”

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#annie x reader #annie leonhardt x reader #annie leonhart x reader #aot x reader

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Thick Queen (Simon "Ghost" Riley X Thick Reader)

A/N: Not much to say, just hopin all of ya are having a good day!

Summary: Weight comfort from our favorite Ghosty boy. Established relationship when domestic Simon comes home to see you feeling bad and helps you feel better.

Warnings: Swearing, Self-doubt, Bad self-image, Light illusions to sex (ONE mention of face riding)

Word Count: 1.1K

You were deep in your mind, you had just caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, and it sent you down a small spiral. What you thought you saw wasn't pretty. The mirror pointed out all of the things that made you hate yourself. You hated your weight, I mean your legs were crazy fucking strong, but that was all you felt you had.

"Why can't I just be skinny like all the other women" you thought out loud to yourself.

You felt like everything you did just backfired, you were eating the way you were told to and getting plenty of exercise, but it never changed anything. The reflection of a mirror was just showing you everything you hated about yourself.

The tears started to well up, but none fell over the edge, you had to pull yourself together. It was almost time for Simon to get back to your shared room, and you wanted too strong for him. So, forcing yourself to look back at the mirror you checked to make sure you looked presentable.

Speaking of the devil, there he was, and nothing slipped past him. He could immediately tell that something was off. You met his eyes, and he practically read your mind. Figuring it was about how you looked, he asked anyway.

"What's wrong Princess?"

"It's impossible to get a single thing past your amazingly stupid senses" you muttered.

"That doesn't answer my question Love" Simon said, closing the door behind him as he took a few more steps into the room.

"It's nothing, just hate mirrors right now."

"Did you not like what you saw in the reflection?"

"No, but it's so ridiculous that I can do the same work as everyone, hell I even eat the same, but they are still skinny and I'm just . . . I mean look at me Simon, I am not as good looking as they are" you let out, it hurt, but you thought he deserved better than you just because of the way you look.

"Hey, nothing is wrong with you, and who cares what they look like, I sure as hell don't care, I like you just the way you are, you my perfect girl."

"You really don't think me being heavier is something to be . . . I don't know ashamed of?" you asked sheepishly.

"Fuck no, you my thick queen, your curves make you stand out, and look way better than any of those skinny wenches. When you dress up, I swear your curves drive me feral."

At this point Simon was close, staring you down in a way that made you sort of accept his opinions on your curves. Giving him a small smile you joked,

"I mean I can agree that my ass can drop men to their knees"

"Can confirm that one Love" he said, most likely smiling under his mask.

"Thank you Simon, I really appreciate it"

"For you my Queen, anything." He said firmly, before running his hand through your hair lovingly.

"Would anything, include a kiss before you go and clean up?" you questioned, with a small smile.

"It would"

Taking his mask off in a flash, he moved to pick you up and wrap your legs around his waist. You were pleasantly shocked before kissing Simon. He was passionate but he was holding back a bit. You were the first to pull back, staring into his eyes telling him you loved him without saying a word.

"I'll let you go wash up," you said, jumping down from his strong grip.

"I'll be back in 20" he responded, giving your ass a light tap before escaping to the bathroom.

Then you were alone again, but the thoughts didn't bother you as much. You had Simon, and that wasn't going to change. So instead of spiraling into a bad mood you pulled out your phone and pulled up a silly game. It distracted you until Simon was done and walking out of the bathroom.

"Still in that pretty little head of yours?" Simon asked.

"Nope, you fixed me for a while." you responded.

"Eventually I'll make sure you won't ever forget how much I adore your curves."

"What exactly are you planning in that devious mind of yours?"

"Oh Love, trust me I have plenty of plans for you, but I have a funny feeling a little massage might be nice for you."

"Mmmm, you know me too well Simon."

"I bet you're probably too tired to sit on my face anyway" he said with a devilish grin.

"Hey" you slapped his arm "I know that is your attempt to get what you want but I'm not taking that challenge."

"mhmmm"

"Tonight" you said, giving him a cheeky grin back.

"Sooooo, tomorrow?" he asked.

"Sure Si, but only if I feel that massage you promised."

"I'm on it Love."

Sharing a short laugh, Simon crawled on top of you, straddling your legs. Giving him the perfect vantage point. Ever so gently you felt his massive hands slide your shirt up your back. immediately he got to work, kneading the meat of your shoulders and back. Holy fuck did it feel good, the same hands that could kill with ease were carefully working out the knots in your back. Every so often a moan would fall from your lips, it wasn't on purpose, but you could feel Simon reacting above you.

He carried on for a little while longer before giving you two short taps on your back before laying down next to you. Immediately he was pulling you into a spooning position.

"Thank you Simon"

"Anytime Love"

The cuddling continued and slowly you felt his hand moving over your stomach. Internally you cringed and sucked in, but Simon knew, he always knew.

"Relax, honey"

Muttering to yourself you complied, trying to push the self-doubt out of your mind. To be his good girl.

"I love you Y/N, every single part of you." Simon said, giving your tummy a small but loving squeeze.

"I love you too Simon, no matter how many scars you may bring back to me."

He only hummed in response, but that was more than enough. Exchanging I love you's with Simon was a rarity, but it always meant that much more. Slowly I felt his hand start to trace a figure eight on my belly, but this time I decided to take comfort in it, it was Simon. You knew he would never hurt you on purpose. With that sleep started to poke at the edge of your mind.

"Sweet dreams Love" was the last thing you heard before drifting off into sleep.

#simon riley #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #ghost call of duty #ghost mw2 #call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty #comfort #cute #bodymassage #weight comfort #simon riley x reader #simon riley x y/n #simon riley x you #fluff #you #x reader #reader #relationship #domestic fluff

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Comfort - an 829 fic from Cale's POV

Cale blamed himself for every mistake, it was just part of who he was. It had become a real problem, flooding his mind even during games. Cale hated it with a passion, but the only thing that ever seemed to fix it was… well, Nate. They’d been going through a bad slump, painfully close to a six-game skid. Nate had powered him through all of it. Even when Cale had gotten off a bad shift and had simply put his head down trying to regain his breath (the panic in his mind not helping, of course), Nate had come over and acted casual as he took his hand out of his glove and held Cale’s. No one else would have noticed how Cale then magically seemed to sit up more attentively, but he was glad for that. Even when Nate had gone as far as to make it look like he was explaining some play when in reality he was saying something encouraging. Cale couldn’t have loved him more for it if he’d tried.

 It was the night after their fifth straight loss when Nate had walked in and found Cale anxiously twiddling his thumbs, leg bouncing out of control, staring at nothing. Cale could barely breathe, he didn’t even notice Nate was there. Cale couldn’t think. He instinctively drew away from Nate when the forward sat next to him. Nate rubbed soothing circles on Cale’s back, unspeaking. “Cale,” Nate began softly.

“Hey,” Nate said a bit more firmly, catching Cale’s attention, “it’s okay. Just breathe.”

No. He wasn’t okay. He couldn’t just breathe. Cale’s mind was in a scramble, his chest hurt and it felt like his heart was being squeezed by a cruel and unrelenting hand. And the worst thing was he didn’t even know why he was feeling like this. They’d taken worse losses. None of this really even mattered. So why did it hurt so damn bad? Cale stared at Nate, eyes pleading.

Nate took his hand in his own, just like he would during a game. “You’re here, right now. That’s all that matters. Just focus on me, okay? Focus on breathing. Can you do that with me?”

Cale nodded and Nate moved the defenseman’s hand onto his chest, taking rhythmic breaths so that Cale could feel the rise and fall of his chest. They sat like that for a while, Nate being patient as Cale’s mind finally cleared enough for him to think. Nate smiled when Cale finally moved his hand away because it had gotten pins and needles in it. “See? It’s okay, it wasn’t your fault,” Nate expressed and laid down, pulling Cale with him.

Cale flopped over to face him, hand still clasped in Nate’s. He closed his eyes and took a shaky breath in, thumb moving repeatedly over Nate’s knuckles. “Thank you.”

Nate smiled a bit sheepishly. He nodded and gazed lovingly at him. “Yeah… I owed you, you know? You forget how kind you are.”

“What do you mean?”

Nate laughed, oh, how Cale loved that laugh. “‘What do you mean?’ he says. Cale, you’re oblivious sometimes, did you know that? You’re more of a leader than you think. Give yourself some credit.”

Cale shook his head. Says the future captain… he thought. Nate stared at him in disbelief. “I can’t believe you. Y’know what, get over here,” Nate said and pulled Cale in for a kiss.

Cale grinned, cheeks flushing. Nate shoved him dramatically away and pointed accusingly at him. “That’s a prove-you-wrong kiss by the way. You’re fucking brilliant, Cale. Like seriously. No one is better than you, you’re not even human out there.”

“Tell that to our losing streak, Mister Competitive himself,” Cale remmarked with a mischievous smile, anxiety finally fading away into playful banter.

Nate wasn’t buying it. He waved his hand with disregard. “It’s all of our fault for that shit. Not just you, stupid. Also, I’m gonna tell Sid you said that and he won’t have it. No one takes that title from him, not even me.”

Cale eyed him speculatively and nodded sarcastically. He sat up and put his hands up in false surrender. “Yeah, yeah. Sure, Nate. I was very convinced that when you called the other team quote-un-quote ‘fucking douche canoes’ that you weren’t just as competitive as Sid. Or when you literally fell off the bench in frustration, or all the times you’ve scored purely out of spite against Saint Louis—”

“Fine. I get it, I get it…” Nate replied in defeat, before adding, “we did make a hell of a comeback after I called them that though—”

“You’re insufferable.”

“You love me.”

“Isn’t that what I just said?”

They’d laughed again, and the next night they’d broken the slump. If Cale was being honest, it’d been glorious. It was like the world was back to normal after that, even though Cale still cursed himself after every little mistake. However, that didn’t seem to matter much when Nate was there ironically enough. Nate had told him that pain often didn’t last as long as he’d expected and he’d been right. All Cale had to do was look at Nate to know it. They could overcome any mountain, reach any peak. They could rely on each other and that was all Cale needed to know that he’d be okay. That they’d find a way, no matter the storm.

#829 #nathan mackinnon #cale makar #colorado avalanche #cale is an anxious boy but that's okay we love him #nate is the Comfort tm #thinking about them constantly #hrpf #mens hockey rpf

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The Power of a Name

waiting on making an account on ao3 so i’m posting this here sorry. spoilers for toh.

little thing i wrote about hunter choosing a new name. this is important to me bc i feel like his arc can be interpreted as being an allegory for transness and i feel like a good conclusion to that is for him to change his name. this is an idea i’ve been playing with for a bit but i literally was having trouble myself deciding on his new name. i hope people like what i ended up going with :]

also i dont write much im sorry if this is bad LOL + i sped run the first 2 paragraphs bc they were an after thought but i felt like it needed. a context to exist in

Luz, Hunter, Amity, Willow, Gus, and V were all hanging out in the basement. They were chatting about this and that for a while, mostly lighthearted talk. But eventually conversation took a turn and Hunter’s situation was brought up. How he was doing after everything that had happened. It was something he had avoided talking about. Even after all this time, he had trouble opening up to others and expressing his emotions. It was something he was trying to work on, but it was still difficult. Talking about emotions or showing any emotions was strictly prohibited in the emperor’s coven because it was seen as a hindrance. But he could tell they all asked out of concern for him, and he really didn’t want to worry them more than he probably already did.

He fought the voices in his head telling him to keep it to himself and began to open up about the things he had been internalizing for so long. About the brutal training he endured, the violent outbursts of the emperor, and the nights he’d spend just crying curled up in his bed. And then about coming to realize who, or what he was.

“I used to wear my name proudly like some sort of badge. Before Belos, I didn’t have a family, didn’t have a name. He took me in and raised me. He gave me a name, a purpose. But everything I remember from my past or thought I remembered was all lies. I never had a mom or a dad,” Hunter admitted. “‘Hunter’ wasn’t a name lovingly given to me, it was just some title. A method to dehumanize me. Some role in his sick game in which his brother did everything he wanted. ‘Hunter’ is just one more thing that connects me back to him. I want to move on, but I don’t think I can like this,” he muttered, staring down at his feet.

“Do you…want to go by something else?” Luz offered gently. Hunter looked up and blinked at her in surprise.

“Yeah… I think so. If it isn’t too much trouble. It’s probably stupid, I’m sorry,” Hunter mumbled.

“No, no. Not at all. Whatever name you end up choosing, we’ll respect it! We support you,” Luz reassured, and everyone nodded in agreement. “Thank you for trusting us with this.”

“...Thanks guys, I really appreciate that,” he replied with a small smile.

.

.

Hunter spent the next week contemplating what his name should be. It was a strange feeling. A name is such a strong part of one’s identity, he thought. He’d spent so long being “Hunter” and the Golden Guard, he didn’t know anything else. He was slowly starting to figure out who he was outside of those identities, but it was hard to let them go nonetheless. Change, even for the better, is frightening.

The first name he kept coming back to was Caleb. Of course. The first name that wasn’t Hunter he had briefly gone by. There was a familiarity to the name. It suited him. But that thought made him itch, because it wasn’t his name to bear. That name belonged to someone who he felt he wasn’t, deep down. Going by Caleb would mean accepting that he was nothing more than a shadow of a dead man. He was his own person now, and he wanted his name to reflect that.

With the help of Luz, he searched through various lists of names online trying to find one he liked. He began a list of his own to keep track of ones he thought he might use. He spent a couple of days trying out a few of the names on his list to feel them out, and everyone tried their best to use them when referring to him. None of the names stuck, however. They didn’t feel like him.

After wasting so much time on it, Hunter almost gave up on finding a new name. He figured he’d just try to make Hunter work; after all, it was the name he was so used to. It was a name that belonged to him. But he finally had an idea. He knew what his name would be. He gathered everyone in the living room, telling them that he had got it, after all these weeks. He stood in front of them, flustered but excited, as they sat with anticipation.

“I’d like to go by Jack from now on. To honor Flapjack. Y’know, cause he’ll always be a part of me. And I owe him so much. He was my first friend, and really, my first real family,” he said warmly, with a hand on his chest.

Everyone looked a little stunned for a moment before grinning at him. “I love that. And Jack suits you perfectly,” Luz beamed. Camila stood and wrapped her arms around him in a tender embrace. 

“Thank you guys for being so accepting of all of this. Really,” Jack confided. For once in his life he truly felt confident that he was his own person, and he was ready to begin life as Jack.

#toh spoilers #the owl house spoilers #hunter toh #toh hunter #toh #toh fanfic #fanfic #writing #drabble #screaming throwing up dont look at it. praying hoping that the keep reading thing works the way i need it to ive never used it before and im #scared #the owl house #kiwi writes ?! #i am cringe but i amfree

[elmaxlys]

Tag x Éloïse 

From this list, asked by @xchoco-mixturex thank you ❤

Probably useless to precise but ⚠this is about when they’re adults⚠

Who cooks meals for the other?

Tag is better at cooking because Éloïse is a rich girl with domestics and also I like men who cook so yeah, Tag.

Who spams the other with memes?

I can’t see either of them being big on memes

Who likes to tidy around the house?

Oof I’m not sure I think they both dislike tidying but also I think Éloïse gives in earlier than Tag. She gets him to help tho lol

Who likes to play pranks on the other?

Éloïse

Who asked the other to move in with them?

Oooooh okay listen. I like to think it was Tag because 1) if Éloïse had asked him he’d probably said no bc he’s a stubborn ass with insecurities toward the fact he’s poor and she’s rich af and 2) given the fact he’s riddled with insecurities toward their status difference, the sheer amount of *gestures vaguely* confidence in her love for him he’d need to have to ask, anxiety he’d be trying to kill because nothing he can offer her will ever be better than what she already has apart from, like, himself. Man, I have feelings for these two I can’t breathe

Who is in charge of the music during a car ride?

They have the same taste so it doesn’t matter. When Éloïse is mad tho she plays music Tag dislikes on purpose.

Who is more likely to tickle the other mercilessly?

*tries to remember if there was a tickling scene in the show* *fails* hmmm I think it could go both way but also turn into a tickling competition and the first who begs for mercy loses.

Who needs to hold the other during scary movies?

Éloïse. I don’t think she necessarily needs to, not after they’ve grown, but 1) it’s an habit by now, and 2) it’s nice :)

Who has to help the other when it comes to technology?

Gabriel- *is shot* No, for real, he’s their emergency contact, fight me on this. If he’s not available, then Éloïse, but she’s way below his level

Who likes to get a bit frisky in public/an inappropriate setting?

Ahem! Tag.

Who wakes up first, and do they wake up the other or let them rest?

hhhhhh i don’t know who wakes up first but whoever it is they absolutely let the other sleep and stay in bed with them to just stare at their face lovingly i am on the floor crying help

Who is always taking pictures of the other when they aren’t looking?

They both do it and they think the other doesn’t they love each other so much please one day one of them has the other’s phone in hand and the lockscreen appears and it’s a sneak pic and they’re like “?? when did you take it” and they just answer they just took it like that and the other shows their own lockscreen with is also a sneak pic and they just laugh and laugh and then they kiss. They keep taking sneak pics even after that.

Who always forgets their wallet and never ends up paying for anything?

I wanted to say Tag but oh man he’s not gonna let Éloïse pay for him sksskksk he always pays her back when it happens and that’s a habit that he never quite lets go of I think, even after they’re married (*max dies of thinking about married teloise, we’ll be right back*)

Who can’t sleep because the other snores or moves too much at night?

Éloïse. I think Tag has trouble falling asleep sometimes and tosses and turns a bit too much to let her sleep peacefully. 

Who is better at video games, and do they let the other win or show no mercy?

No mercy, ever. Each time one wins, the other will train tirelessly to get better and beat them the next time and so the cycle goes

Who always gets up in the middle of the night to use the restroom and accidentally wakes up the other?

Tag, baby

#thank you <3 #sébastien tagano #éloïse riffler #teloise #foot 2 rue

[linmanwe11]

The Affair

Pairing: Lin-Manuel Miranda x Reader

Words: 2,830 words

Warnings: Sexting/Phone Sex (18+), Self-Doubt, Cheating, Slight Angst, Swearing

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CHAPTER ELEVEN

You woke up to Lin sleeping soundly next to you, the events from the night before replaying in your head as you lovingly stared at him, tracing each mole and freckle on his face with your eyes- playing a cute game of connect the dots with your eyes. He was beautiful, and the fact that the most beautiful, most handsome man in the world loved YOU made your heart flutter. He told Vanessa that after he helped you move your stuff, he had to head down to the theater to handle some “business.” Turns out, the “theater” and the “business” he had to take care of had nothing to do with his work, but it had all to do with you and being at your new place. Of course, you hated lying to Vanessa, and things with David were kind of at a stand still- the two of you were dating, yes, but you had been avoiding him. 

Quietly, you got up to make the two of you breakfast, letting Lin sleep in as you knew he needed it because the bags under his eyes were beginning to grow more present which meant that, aside from spending most of his time with you, he spent the rest of his time writing, and it was starting to take a toll on him, so you knew he needed the rest. The coffee was brewing and the smell of it quickly filled your apartment, so you knew it would only be another minute or two before the smell woke him up, and sure enough, you were right as you saw him sleepily walk into the kitchen, his hair a mess but still looking as devastatingly handsome as ever.

“Good morning, you.”

“Good morning, mi amor. How’d you sleep?”

Lin asked as he gave you a small peck on your lips before he poured himself a cup of coffee, a smile rising to his face as he took his first sip of the day. 

“Pretty good, even better than usual since I had you with me. Not to mention, I was pretty exhausted after last night’s affairs.”

“Oh yeah? You know, I could go for another round if you’re up for it.” 

He said, smirking at you as you gently pushed against his strong chest, eliciting a laugh from him. His voice was still low and gravelly from sleep, and it turned you on. If you were being honest, you would strip him down right on the spot, but you did have work today, and you didn’t think that being late on the first day on the job would be a good look for you, so you gathered up all the strength inside you to resist him- an almost impossible task. Noticing your contemplation, Lin decided he was going to play with you a bit, so he set his coffee down and moved closer toward you, his hands going straight to your hips as he pressed your bodies against each other, his morning wood straining against his boxers and pressing into your thigh.

“You know exactly what you’re doing, don’t you, Lin-Manuel?”

“What do you mean? I’m showing you some love, beautiful… Not pressuring you into anything, just loving you.”

He was teasing you, and you knew it, and before you could even think about pulling away, he pulled you in for a kiss. It was heated, the taste of coffee on his tongue made you weak in the knees, and when he started grinding himself against you, you almost fell apart against him. With whatever self-restraint you had, you were able to break away from the kiss, not really wanting to, but again, being late on your first day was a no go. You placed your hand on his chest, chest heaving in arousal as he bit his lip. Damn him.

“Lin-Manuel Miranda, are you trying to seduce me?”

“Perhaps, [Y/N].”

“Well, as much as I would love for you to fuck me senseless right now, I have to get ready for work and you, sir, have to get back home before Vanessa wonders where you’ve run off to and comes down here looking for you.”

Lin groaned in response, taking you into his arms and holding you tight, taking in your sweet scent, but knowing you were right. He kissed you one last time before he looked into your eyes and finally obliged.

“Alright, you win, but don’t think I’m letting you off easy.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

He smiled cooly at you as he redressed himself and gathered his stuff. There was no way he was going to let you off easy, not when he knew you were both hungry for it. Keeping things a secret for so long was starting to become frustrating for both of you because all you wanted to do was to be around each other all the time.

“Just… make sure you have your phone close to you today. Call me on your lunch?”

Lin stood in front of you as you walked him to the door, his hands back on your hips as you stood on your toes to give him a final kiss goodbye for the time being. You nodded, feeling anxious and excited about what he had planned for you as he turned to walk out the door, your heart racing at the simple thought of seeing him again. You were both head over heals in love with each other.

—

When you got to work, you sat down at your desk and got settled in, the nerves were starting to set in as you looked around. You were surrounded by some of the best writers in the country, and knowing that you were up there with them made you feel like you had a lot of high expectations to live up to. Getting the job was rather easy- you were able to get back in contact with some of your college professors at NYU and they wrote some amazing letters of recommendation- that and your resume helped a lot too.

While you were working, your phone went off. Lin’s words about keeping your phone close were stuck in your head, What was he planning? You thought to yourself, but your question was quickly answered when you saw the text.

Lin-Manuel <3: Fuck, [Y/N], I cannot stop thinking about last night. I’m just thinking about how hard you came… You know, I could make you cum much harder than that.

You: Oh, is that right? How would you do that?

Lin-Manuel <3: Wouldn’t you like to know? 

You: I would love to know, actually.

Lin-Manuel <3: Well, for starters, I would kiss you, slowly of course, I’d press myself against you and make you feel how hard you make me. God, [Y/N], you turn me on so fucking much, it’s insane.

You: Same here, Lin. You’re making me wet just thinking about it.

Lin-Manuel <3: I bet you wish you could touch yourself right now, huh? Better yet, I bet you wish I was touching you… My fingers going into your pussy, making you unbelievably wet, I love fucking you with my fingers.

You: God, yes Lin. Please, keep going, what else would you do to me?

Lin-Manuel <3: I bring you to bed and lay you down, undressing you and kissing your skin as I make my way down. I’d spread your legs and eat you out. You taste so good, mi amor. I love the way you taste, and I’d finger you until you’re begging me to let you cum. I would wait until you’re shaking and screaming my name. You’re MINE, [Y/N].

You: All yours, Lin-Manuel. 

Lin-Manuel <3: And I am all yours, my beautiful [Y/N].

You: Is there anything else you’d like to do to me? 

Lin-Manuel <3: Oh, tons, but I think I’ll save that for later… Don’t forget to call me on your lunch break. I love you. 

He sent a picture of himself, you couldn’t see his face, but you could only see his beautiful, full lips. He knew how much you loved his lips, and he sure as hell planned to use them against you, just to get you worked up. You loved the image and sent an “I love you” message back to him. 

—

“Lin-Manuel Miranda! What was that picture?”

“Well, hello to you too, my love!”

Lin said with a laugh- you could hear him smiling through the phone.

“You are the worst, I hope you know that.”

“Ah, and yet you love me! I told you that I wasn’t going to let you off easy.”

“Yeah, but now I’m like SUPER horny, and I can’t even get off right now because I’m at work!”

“Exactly. Meanwhile, I’m home alone right now, and all I can think about is how hot you are, how much I love you, and how I can get myself off by just imaging that you’re here doing it for me…”

“You are insufferable, but yes, I love you for it.”

“I know you do, but I love you more!”

“That is 100% not true and you know it, but I will let you think that just for now, but trust me, I’ll prove it to you later.”

“I can’t wait. Have a good rest of your day, baby, I love you.”

“I love you too, Lin.”

—

The rest of your day was uneventful. You and Lin texted throughout the day, just a simple conversation, but you could practically feel the tension through the screen. You were supposed go out with David tonight, but he ended up texting you and told you that he and Vanessa were going to be working late because of a case they were both on. You told Lin about what David told you, he came back and said that Vanessa told him that she was going to stay at her parent’s house since it was closer to work for her and so she wouldn’t have to get into a taxi or ride the subway too late at night. Now, you were excited because you got to spend the night with Lin back at his place, plus you missed Tobi a lot too.

As soon as you got there, stopping at your place beforehand to pick up some night/morning essentials, you were greeted by the smell of something delicious. Whenever you were living with them, and Vanessa had to work late with David, Lin would usually cook for you, and God was he an amazing cook- was there anything this man couldn’t do? He welcomed you in with a kiss, took your stuff into the bedroom, then walked over to sit with you at the table. The two of you talked and talked about everything and nothing at the same time, and all the while, his hand was resting on top of yours, his eyes never leaving yours as you talked, a loving look on his face.

“You know, [Y/N], I’m so fucking glad that I met you.”

“Me too, Lin…” 

You got quiet and started to feel your eyes brim with tears.

“What’s the matter, baby?”

“I just… I hate how this happened. I mean, I love you, and I love us, but fuck, I hate the fact that we met so late and that, out of all people, you ended up being married to my best friend. I love Vanessa like a sister, and I just hate knowing that this is, ultimately, going to end with her getting hurt. Then I think about David and how much he likes me, and I just feel like such a shitty person for doing this. I hate mysel-“

“Don’t you say that. I hate this too, trust me. I love Vanessa with all my heart, I do, but just not in that way. I don’t know if I ever did, but I do love her and I don’t want to hurt her either. You cannot take the blame for this, mi amor, I won’t let you. I knew what I was doing, and I should have been honest with her from the minute I realized that I had these feelings for you. Please don’t ever say that you hate yourself, because I love you so much, [Y/N]. I wish things were different too.”

You looked up and saw that he was crying too. That was one of the things that made you fall so hard for Lin- how open he was with his emotions. You knew you were both in the wrong for what you two were doing, but you also knew that no matter how hard you tried, Lin would never let you take the blame for it. 

“I love you so much, Lin-Manuel.”

“I love you too. We will get through this, okay?”

“Okay.”

He leaned over a gave you a soft kiss on your lips, his hands cradling your face as he softly stroked your jaw with his thumb. He gave you a kiss on the forehead and the two of you finished your meal in a comfortable silence, music playing softly in the background. 

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“I’m telling you, V, it’s a no brainer!”

“David, ‘It’ is NOT the best horror movie of all time. It’s good, yeah, but I wouldn’t go as far as saying it’s the best when ‘Us’ exists!”

“Jordan Peele’s ‘Us’?”

“Yeah! You know I don’t get spooked easily, but that one had me questioning just about everything in my life after I saw it!”

The two of them laughed together as they continued eating their dinner- Chinese takeout was their go-to for late nights like these. After hours and hours of working, they decided to take a break which got them to talking about their favorite movies which led to a debate on which horror movie was better. Needless to say, it was obvious why Vanessa wanted to become a lawyer.

“Anyway, how are you and [Y/N]?”

“We’re good! I was supposed to see her tonight, but duty calls, as you know.”

“Yeah, I get it. Lin and I were supposed to have a date night tonight, but like you said, duty calls- he understood though, so it’s all good.”

“Same here. Speaking of Lin, how have you guys been? I know last time we talked you said you felt like something was going on with him. Did you ever find anything out?”

“Oh, yeah, it’s nothing. He just gets like this sometimes when he’s working on a big project, lots of pressure on his shoulders, you know?”

“I hear you, [Y/N]’s been a little out of it too. I guess moving and the new job has been stressful for her, but I’m happy for her. You guys were really nice to let her stay with you for so long. We started dating about two months after she moved in, so I guess that was 6 months ago?”

“Yeah, I guess so! Damn, it seems like time went by so fast.”

“Definitely… Oh shit, I’m sorry!”

David exclaimed as he accidentally dropped some of his food on to the bottom of Vanessa’s shirt, the sauce staining the fabric. He grabbed a few napkins and handed them to her before he started helping her get the stain out.

“Damn, this thing just won’t come out!”

“It’s no worries- this shirt was my least favorite anyway, so you really just did me a huge favor!”

They laughed together and when they both looked up, there was a moment of silence, the two of them staring into each other’s eyes. Vanessa could feel her heart beginning to race and her cheeks began to heat up. David looked back at her, she really was beautiful- if he was being honest, David had always had a crush on Vanessa but never did anything because before he got with you, they were only work friends, so professional boundaries were always in place. When the two of you started dating, he and Vanessa grew closer and he was fighting his feelings for you and for her at the same time. David cleared his throat and moved away towards the trash can to throw away the dirty napkins and the rest of the scraps of food.

“I uh, I guess we better get going now, huh? It’s pretty late.”

“Yeah, no, definitely.”

“You said you’re going to stay at your parent’s tonight?”

“I am, yeah… They live basically right down the street, so it’s closer than going home.”

“Can I walk you there? It’s late, and I would hate to have you walk in the middle of the night by yourself.”

“Of course, I know my Lin and my parents would really appreciate that.”

They shared soft smiles, the moment between them replaying in their heads, gathered their things then head out into the dark night.

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Chapter Ten, Chapter Twelve

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[grandlightcandy]

This is everyone's ONLY warning. This story involves themes of (semi) sexual themes, is for a mature audience, and does NOT need to be read by anyone under the age of 18. This is an 18+ story.

Mr. Blue 💙

(TW: oral, language, a bit of obsession, first crush)

Dear Diary,

This is the first entry I'll have to make, laying in my bed and wearing nothing but a big hoodie. My mom gave me you for my 21st birthday. But I'm just now touching you. I didn't want to write until I've decided what I wanted to say. I'm going to write my dreams, feelings, and fantasies in here. My first entry will be about my dad's best friend Mr. Blue.

I know that I shouldn't desire him the way that I do, but I can't help it. Whenever he looks at me, my heart beats a mile a minute. His grayish-blue eyes are oceanic pool that I can get lost in for eternity. I think my favorite part of his features, besides his eyes, are his smile. He lights up the world and it makes me want to find out what it would be like if it was pointed my direction. Oh diary, you have no idea how much he is to me. Tall, dashing, sweet, and all-around wonderful. He drives me insane, I wonder if he knows that. I wonder if he knows that I tough myself thinking about what his hands would feel like on my body. His lips lighting and burning trails on my skin. To feel him making love to me and no one else is my greatest wish. His gaze making me feel like I'm the only girl in his world.

Ooh Dairy, I have something to tell you about Mr. Blue.

Yesterday, while I was doing homework, I got bored and went to peak outside my window curtains. Mr. Blue and I are window neighbors, so I get a front row seat to anything. Anyway, I caught him after he finished taking a shower. His body was wet and calling me. I glanced down and saw cock for the first time. Now, glancing at it clothed is nice and dandy. But seeing the actual thing drove me crazy. I wet my hand with my saliva and slowly reached down to my aching pussy. Just staring at his naked glory makes me think of what he could do to me. How hard he could choke me with his big, strong hands. But also, I want to know what it would be like to be held by him. To feel him be intimate with me, loving me through touch. Don't tell anyone, but I saw Mr. Blue and his wife having sex last weekend. His wife looked stiff, but Mr. Blue was so lively. I pretended I was the one he was touching, kissing, and fondling with. I could be more passionate than his wife. I could caress him better, kiss him better, stare at him lovingly better, and thrust with him better. Why can't he love me? Why did it have to her?

Sometimes, I wish to get rid of his wife. But I could never do it. I'm too afraid to act on what I want to do. But I have a burning love for Mr. Blue. His wife doesn't deserve him. He's the sweetest man in the world. All she has to do is appreciate him and give him the love he deserves. But she can't even do that. Like last week, he want to spend a quiet evening with her. And what did she do diary? You guessed it, she declined and went out with her friends to some dingy bar. But you know what, she missed out. I went over there and ask him to spend time with my dad and I that evening. And he came over, him and my dad were watching a football game. I made snacks for them and sat by Mr. Blue. God, his scent was mouth watering. I don't know what cologne he was using, but it made me want to press my head against his chest and stay there forever.

I didn't care about the game, I'm not evening a sports person. I was busy admiring Mr. Blue and drawing him with charcoal. The piece came out beautifully and I added it to the pile that I have of him. In the middle of the game, I got bored and I wanted to release some tension from my aching core. So I wish them both good night and went to my room. When I arrived, I headed straight to my vanity draw and took out my

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