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erooca · 9 months

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daycare pt. 2

ellie williams x reader

description: ellie williams is forced to work at a daycare. in part two, she gets more comfortable with her new job and with you. 2.5k words

omg im so happy a lot of people liked the first one!!! i hope u guys like this one too. i love writing ab ellie and am open to any suggestions you may have!!

part one: https://www.tumblr.com/erooca/724971592933834752/daycare

ever since you met ellie, you started seeing her more around your campus. every once in a while, y’all would go study together or maybe grab a coffee, but she’s never invited you back to her dorm before, at least not until right now.

like the gentleman she is, she held the door open and you walked in, instantly getting hit with the scent of ellie. specifically a nice, light scent of tobacco vanilla, which felt very on point for the freckled girl.

her dorm was small, smaller than yours since she had one to herself, while you shared with roommates. all that was in here was a bed, a desk, a mini fridge, storage, and a door leading to a bathroom.

her back wall was filled with little sketches everywhere. you knew she liked to draw, but you had no idea it meant this much to her. you took in all the drawings, examining them one by one. you see sketches of horses, dinosaurs (no surprise there), sunsets and just a lot of landscapes in general, and you see a few of an older looking man. you assume it’s her father.

ellie is watching you nervously as you examine all her drawings. she was scared as shit that you were finally in her dorm, but she also had a tingling feeling in her heart because you were surrounded completely by her and only her at the moment. she could get used to this.

it had been two weeks since her first day at the daycare. for two whole weeks, her thoughts have been plagued by you. she was loving it. she loved spending a full eight hour shift with you. just to see you, she would even come in five or ten minutes early.

she wasn’t very secretive about her crush on you. she did a lot of things for you. if you went on break earlier than her, she’d pick you up something to eat and would forbid you from paying her back. she would also buy things you had mentioned you needed for the classroom. one time, she even brought you a candy bar since she noticed you weren’t as energetic as your usual self.

even after all these gracious gifts, you were oblivious. it drove ellie insane. she really didn’t want to have to confess it out loud to you. she was really hoping you’d just take the hint and ask her out yourself. ellie has a bit of a hard time with rejection and she can’t imagine pouring out her feelings to you just for you to tell her you didn’t feel the same about her.

“hey.. is this one of king’s drawings?” you said, pointing at a colorful and bright picture. it had two stick figures with a hell of a lot of scribbles.

“oh yeah, he said he drew it for me,” ellie smiled, reliving the memory. king had told her it was a drawing of her and him hanging out together. ellie asked if she could keep the drawing and of course king said yes.

“that’s so sweet,” you smiled brightly. you were so happy ellie already made a strong connection with one of the students. the best part about working with kids is seeing the way you influence them and make them better humans.

ellie nodded.

“so, did ya’ wanna order pizza and watch a movie?” ellie asked.

“that sounds like a perfect way to relax after a week of working.”

you guys settle onto ellie’s bed (since there’s no couch) watching a random movie on netflix waiting for the pizza.

it was a really good night. you wish you could spend every night like this.

the next monday, you were eagerly waiting for ellie to enter the classroom door. you were so excited to see her. you guys had such a great time on saturday, and you couldn’t wait to be in ellie’s presence again.

when the door opened, all the children screamed out ellie’s name, getting up to go give her a hug.

“ellie!! guess what my mom did this weekend!!” a blonde girl named charlie asked.

“i went to the park yesterday ellie!!” pippa told her.

“hey! hey! ellie!” another kid called for attention.

ellie laughed and listened to each of the kids one by one. it warmed your heart so much seeing your students gathered around ellie, telling her stories and giving her hugs. you felt like you could burst from the warmth that spread throughout your body.

when she was finished, she got up and locked eyes with you. she greeted you and that was when you noticed two starbucks cups in her hands. she sheepishly handed one of them out to you.

“ellie, you shouldn’t have done this,” you said, taking the cup from her even though it contradicted your words.

“gotta get a coffee for my favorite coworker,” her lips rose into a half smile.

you brought the drink up to your lips and sipped. you’ve had starbucks countless times, but this one tasted different. it tasted amazing and you know it’s because it was ellie who bought it for her. you thanked her.

the day continued on as usual. while you were outside, you watched as the kids ganged up on ellie to chase her and take her to “jail”. you watched her run, taking the game a little too seriously. it made you think how she’d probably survive a zombie apocalypse, if it ever happened.

she easily got cornered and king tugged her hand, leading her to the fence. some of the other kids did a locking motion, acting as though ellie was chained to the fence.

“don’t get out!!!” one of the boys, william, said.

you made your way over, innocently.

“how’s jail?” you ask.

“oh, ha ha,” she said sarcastically, then her eyes lit up, as if she had a great idea, “hey.. unlock me!” she said, glancing at her hands.

“you do realize you aren’t actually locked in, right?” you ask, laughing.

ellie scoffs. you follow through with her request anyway, motioning an unlocking gesture. then ellie bolted.

“HEY! they let ellie out! get both of them!” one of the kids yelled.

now both of you were running for your lives from a big group of three year olds.

once you guys came inside, you had lunch, and then nap time. when the kids woke up, you opted to do floor toys and just keep them all on the colorful alphabet rug.

you sat with the children, watching them build with the duplo legos. they were each having you look at what they made. you praised them each time, suggesting they add a different colored block or make it taller. soon, you felt a bit tired so you laid down onto the carpet.

this turned out to be a bad idea when half of your students rolled on top of you, leaving you no room to even move. all you could hear was the sounds of your three year olds giggling, as they tortured you.

you called out for help from ellie but was met with the response of laughter coming from her.

wow. your own friend. you thought up your revenge plan quickly, “everyone!!!” you shouted, catching their attentions, “go give ellie a kiss!!”

“what? no- no,” but it was too late. the kids ran up to her, giving her kisses on her arms and hands. a few even gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“payback,” you smirk at her, watching as she’s trying to control the kids now.

“oh you’re evil,” she responds, playfully narrowing her eyes at you.

the rest of the day went by fast, but this time ellie wasn’t leaving when you got down to less kids. maria had asked that you go through all the cleaning duties with her that are required for closing. you agreed, obviously excited to spend even more with her. you decided to wait until all the children were gone to start teaching it. it would allow you to give ellie your full focus.

all the kids were called to leave one by one and soon it was 6:00 and all the kids had went home. it was just ellie and you in the room. you could already feel the intense butterflies moving through you. god, your crush had gotten bad.

ignoring the feeling in your stomach that was so extreme it almost hurt, you showed ellie the closet.

“so we keep the vacuum and broom in here, and all of the cleaning chemicals. there’s bleach water, soapy water, floor spray, and a bathroom cleaner,” you explain to ellie.

you went inside to pull out the vacuum but with a mighty tug, the vacuum wouldn’t come loose. it was stuck in between the children’s mats. you said a naughty word but kept trying.

“here, let me help,” ellie said from outside the closet, stepping inside.

“wait! don’t let the door—“

click

“shut..”

“oh fuck. did i just lock us in here?” ellie asked, wide eyed as soon as she heard the click of the lock.

“uhh.. yeah. you did. it’s alright, i’m sure someone will find us soon,” you said, hopeful.

the closet wasn’t super tight, but it definitely wasn’t spacious. you were a little too close to ellie for comfort. you could already feel your heart racing. someone better find you guys soon, or you might have a heart attack.

“i’m gonna see if maybe i can like.. jam the door open,” you said, trying to switch spots with ellie so you were closer to the door. you couldn’t ignore the way your skin touched hers in an effort to get across.

you started wiggling the handle with all your might, trying to move it up, down, and side to side. it wasn’t budging.

“try moving it like this,” ellie had found her way right behind you. she rested her hand on the door handle where yours was. your pinkies overlapped and ellie started jiggling the handle too.

you looked to your side and noticed she had her other hand resting on the door, for support, to the right of your head. she was basically leaning over you, trapping you within her arms.

��yeah we’re not getting out of this any time soon,” ellie states, letting her hand rest on the door knob.

you finally turned around to face her and it both hit you how close you both had gotten. your back was against the door and she was right in front of you, only maybe a foot away.

ellie felt a dust of pink wash over her cheeks as she realized how close she was to you. she hadn’t meant to position you like this, but she wasn’t complaining.

ellie was keeping her eyes locked with yours and neither of you guys made an attempt to move. you could hear as her breath was moving more rigid.

it was becoming too much for you, and you glanced down, forcing your head to look at the ground. you tried to relax your heart that seemed as though it was clawing out of your chest.

a soft hand rose to the bottom of your chin, and pulled it upwards, forcing you to look back at ellie.

“don’t.” ellie whispered, not taking her eyes off of you.

you don’t think you’ve ever desired someone as much as you desired ellie right now. you were so close to grabbing her face, giving her as many kisses as she deserved, but instead you stood still, frozen under ellie’s dominant position.

ellie took the hand from your chin and moved it to gently tuck a wisp of hair behind your ear, “wanna see your pretty face…” she let her hand rest on her cheek.

your whole face turned a blushy color at her words. how was this girl you met only a few weeks ago making you sink into a puddle?

“ellie..” you breathed out, scanning her face, trying to decipher any thought she might have. from up this close, you could see how irregular her pattern of freckles were. how they were different shades of the same color. you could count them all from this position, and you happily would.

“can i please kiss you?” ellie asked, in almost a puppy dog voice.

you didn’t trust yourself with your voice right now (hell, you’d probably accidentally propose to her), so you gave a sweet nod.

she took a step closer to you, bodies mere inches from colliding, she watched your eyes and glanced to your lips.

“are you sure?” she asked, wanting to confirm that this is genuinely what you wanted. her eyes went back up to yours and she searched them.

instead of answering, you moved forward closing the gap. your soft lips met with her chapped ones. ellie made a noise of surprise at your sudden movement, but easily got comfortable, kissing you back.

she pulled back after a moment, but stayed close to your face.

“holy fuck,” she breathed out, trying to regain any sense of herself she had previously.

before you had a chance to say anything, she reconnected her lips with yours. she placed her hands on your hips, pulling you in closer. you crossed your hands around her neck. you don’t ever think you’ve felt this kind of rush before. all you knew was that you wanted ellie closer. you wanted to be surrounded by her completely. now that you’ve kissed her once, you don’t think you’ll ever be able to stop kissing her.

she slowly started kissing along your jawline, and then trailing her lips down your neck. you giggling at the sensation from the way it tickled your skin.

ellie liked the way your throat felt under her mouth. she continued to leave soft kisses all on you. you could feel your hunger for her grow stronger and stronger.

just then the door swung open, leaving you to fall on the ground, and ellie tumbling over you. you both groaned in pain.

maria stood in front of you two’s lying bodies. she cleared her throat awkwardly. it was obvious she saw what you guys were doing before you fell.

“i’m not gonna talk about what i just saw, but how many times have i told you not to let that door shut??” maria said, only acting angry to wash away the awkward feeling of walking in on her (basically) niece making out with one of her best workers.

“it was my fault, maria. i let the door close,” ellie said, taking the blame. she stood up from the ground, and then held out a hand to you. you gladly took it and she pulled you up.

maria sighed in frustration, “don’t let it happen again, and get this room clean. we lock up in 15 minutes.”

as soon as she leaves the room, you erupt in giggles, thinking of how shocked maria’s face was. ellie joined your laughter, just now realizing how silly the situation had become.

knowing there wasn’t any time left to dilly-dally, you two sped cleaned the room.

you hoped the next couple days would be full of more closet kisses, more of those loving looks ellie had given you today, or even wishful touches throughout the hours.

unknown to your knowledge, ellie was planning on giving you every single one of those for the rest of her life.

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crushedsweets · 4 months

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It’s that time of year so I gotta ask;

What Christmas gifts do you see the Creeps getting for each other if they did or were capable of celebrating Christmas?

BEAUTIFUL ASK BEAUTIFUL ASK OK IM EXCITED. merry christmas guys :)

btw: the proxies, natalie, nina, and jack are often in contact

liu, jeff, ben, jane, sally, lulu, and ann do their own thing with their own families (or theyre undead and cant comprehend time passing.. or have nobody...etc)

GIFTS:

brian would try to get something small for a lot of the creeps (the proxies, natalie, jack, nina). candy, candles, lighters, watches, pocket knives, etc

tim might give cards but like... he'd only get brian and maybe toby a real gift, again something like cologne or whatever 'manly' shit LOL. gloves etc

toby would try to get something bigger for his friends. he's petty so he'd get tim something like socks. but he'd steal makeup for nina, a bike he would fix up and paint for natalie, CDs and tapes and stuff for jack, hoodies and hats for Kate. he'd buy brian a gag shirt every goddamn year. something with a stupid quote or ugly photo. every. year. brian eats it up everytime. also gets ben gag gifts, but really cheap ones cuz he..doesnt really use anything... but he likes to laugh

kate doesn't get anyone anything, but she like. cries really easily when she receives something. not like bawling 'OMG THANK U' but like she sniffles and has to walk away (if they don't hug her first) and then come back to say thanks. toby thinks its hilarious so he'd never leave her out even if she doesn't get him something

jack would have to ask nina and natalie if he could use their address to order gifts from amazon with his dark web money..... natalie is a safer bet, but he doesnt trust her not to open her and toby's gift, so he sends that to nina, then ninas gift to natalie, and its kind of a pain in the ass. but he's hella awkward and just outright is like 'can you guys just tell me what you want' so he'll get them exactly what they ask for. even if its kind of expensive. he makes plenty of money ...

natalie only buys stuff for toby, nina, and jack. but she'll get cards for jeff, ben, and kate. she spends a lot of time in thrift stores to get toby and nina stuff specifically for their style and size, and would even learn to do basic tailoring (like hemming) for it. she'd also paint something for/with nina, but she'd feel awkward doing it for toby. she'd get jack candles and pillows and like.. stuff to make his cabin feel/smell nice. since he can't really see it. ALSO AUDIO BOOKS FOR HIM.

nina goes all out. she's broke as fuck during november/december cuz of it. she's buying expensive jewelry, perfume/cologne, hoodies, shoes, consoles. she was fucking SPOILED growing up by her dad, and loves giving it back. one year she'd be dramatic as fuck and buy a whole ass console for kate and toby at the cabin. then realize toby and kate now wont text her back cuz theyre fucking gaming. LMFAOOOO . she'd make a ton of kandi and paint shirts and write letters and stuff.

liu would buy nina something nice, flowers and earrings and hair products and stuff. he'd mail jane+mary a card and chocolates, visit his parents graves and go see some cousins/aunts/grandparents for the holidays. he'd be out of state for the holidays, every time. he can't stand to spend the holidays alone

jane goes all out with her family too. she spends christmas eve with her family(and brings mary), aka her grandparents and aunts/uncles. she spends christmas day with mary's family. she would send liu a card back out of respect. she'd also spoil sally. sally is completely content spending christmas alone while jane goes to mary's family, but jane sets up netflix and toys and dresses and stuff for her.

sally lives with jane/mary fulltime, but she refuses to go anywhere other than the forest and jane's house. she'll draw cards for jane and mary every year and help them decorate. jane is grateful for sally, since she doesn't know if she'd have it in her to decorate without a child's joy motivating her

jeff doesnt do shit. he gets kinda depressed and hangs out with ben. might snag a card and some chocolates for natalie, MAYBE. if he's still "with" nina, he'll steal random stuff for her but not take into account her actual tastes. but him and ben just sit around and game while jeff smokes and eats hella . LOL

ann, lulu, sadie, and dina don't celebrate at all. again, they're stuck in timeloops or constant hazes, or have legitimately no interest in the holiday

extra random stuff:

nina forces kate, toby, and natalie into ice skating every year. photo booths, driving to see christmas lights.

toby tries forcing everyone to go over to jack's cabin ..cuz he doesn't wanna invite them to his LMFAOOOO. he says it's nina and brian's idea, but he's the one who sets the date and texts invites. him, jack, and natalie put together some dinner and everyone just kinda hangs out and eats.

nina decorates the fuck out of her apartment and goes to toby's cabin to put up some stuff. she hangs mistle toe and literally nobody listens to the 'rule' but she's always like "omg...kateeee...you and i just so happen to be under the mistle toe... >.<... what now..?" LMFAOOO

anyway merry christmas and happy holidays guys :) have a good day luv u

#asks #creeped #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta #ticci toby #clockwork creepypasta #nina the killer #eyeless jack #kate the chaser #just tagging my faves.. ignoring the rest of yall ! !

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tbyfandoms · 8 months

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Flowers | Austin Butler x Reader

Pairing: austin butler x f!reader

Word Count: 3k

Summary: after making a quick run to the store, austin comes home with a surprise for his favorite girl in the world (requested)

Warnings: none

Masterlist/Request Form | Ask/Tell/Request

A/N: I swear it takes the bare minimum for me to go off in delulu land and create a whole scenario of some cute domestic ish about one of my faves lmao! thank you to the anon who requested I write this, you truly fed into my fantasies and I appreciate the excitement. I know it’s been a while since I’ve uploaded a fic so I figured I’d finally try to sit down and write something quick and get it out for the last day of austin’s birth month! I hope you guys enjoy sentimental aus and the dash of horndoginess I threw in there. after finding out about a certain *ehem* tidbit, I saw an opportunity to include the fact austin is an ass man-ANYWAYS! as always lmk what you think! <3

also important side-note! for right now I think I am going to hold off on accepting any new requests for a while. I have quite a few backed up in my ask box that I really wanna get out for the people who sent them in and are patiently waiting! I can’t stop ya’ll from sending things in, but please know that at the moment the requests I have on my currently writing page are my current priorities and it might be a while until I get to yours!

“God, there’s literally nothing on,” you grumble after skipping past yet another movie preview on Netflix.

It’s both yours and Austin’s first off day together in such a long time and all you want to do is cuddle and watch a good film, but it’s like nothing is catching your attention, and at this point you kinda just want to rewatch a comfort film and call it a day. You doubt Austin will put up much of a fight.

The blonde did leave you in charge of finding something to watch while he went off to gather snacks, so he can’t complain too much if you two end up watching a movie you’ve both seen a hundred times, right?

While an idea starts to form in your mind and you quickly scroll to the search bar, soft footsteps from the kitchen make their way to you.

“Baby, I’m headin’ out the store really quick, I just need to pick up a few things before we get started. D’you need anything?”

Your boyfriend’s voice immediately takes your attention away from the black and red screen you’ve been staring at for the past ten minutes. Needless to say the interruption and new view is much appreciated. You swear to yourself that Austin could walk out of a place wearing just a trash bag and he’d still be the most beautiful man you’ve ever laid eyes on.

He looks so soft and cuddly in his cotton shirt and track pants that it makes you sad at the idea you’ll have to wait even longer now to wrap yourself in his arms.

“Did we eat all the snacks again already? I swear neither one of us is home enough to go through food that quickly and yet somehow we always do,” you say as you shake your head lightly.

Austin’s soft chuckle drifts through the air. “It blows my mind too, sweetheart.” The actor moves closer to the front door and begins to put his shoes on—grey and black Adidas with the white stripes, his latest favorites. “I mean we have stuff but I wanna get you some of those candies you like to have when we go to the movies, I figured we could really make it our own little film experience, y’know?”

You scrunch your nose in fondness at the sentiment and get up off the couch to meet your boyfriend at the door. He grabs one of his many baseball caps and settles it atop his blonde waves. You notice how thick Austin’s hair is getting, the hat sliding snuggly over his head.

“Awh, Aus, I’d love that, that sounds amazing,” you grin, stepping forward and wrapping your arms around his neck. “Now, tell me, how would you feel about me picking a certain favorite Gosling film for our movie?”

You grin cheekily at Austin, seeing the flicker of realization in his eyes as he understands exactly which film you’re referencing. Between the two of you, there really is no other Ryan Gosling film it could be besides—you guessed it—The Notebook.

“You’re really gonna make me cry on my day off?” The blonde teases and you roll your eyes jokingly in response. After you and Austin started dating, it didn’t take long for the two of you to go in depth about your favorite films—I mean, it was only fitting—and it was only then did you discover his love for The Notebook. Although written off as a typical, cheesy romance film, it’s so much more than that and Austin was one of the only people to see it as such. The both of you talked for ages about it and no matter how dumb it sounds, that conversation—among many other things—convinced you wholeheartedly that Austin was the man of your dreams. It’s been years since your relationship with Austin started and that film is still one of you forever favorites. You and Austin make sure to rewatch it together at least once a year, tears and choked back sobs included.

“C’mon, baby, you know you want to! It’s about time for our rewatch anyways! I’ll be there the whole time to console you during all the sad parts, and then you’ll be there to console me right after that! I’ll even bring the tissues,” you laugh.

Austin shakes his head and because of your closeness to him you can feel his chest rumble as he laughs along with you. It’s an odd thing to find comfort it and yet you do.

“Fine but only because I love that film—and you—so much. I mean crying in my girl’s arms over a Gosling movie sounds like a day well spent to me anyways.”

The blonde inches closer and rubs his nose against yours, grinning broadly at your giggles that ensue. He swears if he could bottle up that sound and keep it forever, he would.

“Alright, I’m goin’,” Austin says as he steps back and begins to open the door. “You didn’t answer earlier, did you need anything from the store?”

Shaking your head, you respond, “Nope. All I need is for you to come home to me as soon as possible so I can wrap myself in your arms and cry over Noah and Allie with you.”

You’re met with that thousand watt smile again and you can’t help but to return it. “I promise I’ll hurry back, I wouldn’t miss that for the world.”

Before Austin steps fully out the door, he stops and turns back towards you, reaching out his hand to cup your cheek and connect his lips with yours.

The kiss is soft and sweet and the second Austin pulls away you want more than anything for him to kiss you again.

“I love you,” he says before sneaking in another quick kiss, this time on your cheek, and then proceeding out the front door.

The lock clicks into place and as you stand there in the hall, the only audible sound being Austin’s car pulling out of the driveway, you sigh and reach your fingers up towards your lips. It doesn’t matter how long you and Austin have been dating, the whimsical and electric state he leaves you in after each time he kisses you will never, ever get old.

*****

It’s probably only been about fifteen to twenty minutes since Austin left when you hear keys jangling in the door knob.

You figured it wouldn’t take him long considering the store you always go to is right down the street, but the time apart was still long enough for you, so you leap off the couch and hurry to meet your boyfriend as he walks through the front door.

Instantly you notice the small plastic bag Austin’s holding in his hand that he used to open the door. You can already see the wrappings of all your favorite treats peaking through the top and that alone gets you excited. So excited, in fact, that you don’t even notice the way Austin’s holding his other hand behind his back.

The blonde holds out the plastic bag towards you and you squeal in excitement as you begin to dig around in it. “Ah, no way! They actually had them this time!? When I went last they were sold out.” As you grab at one of your favorite snacks, you watch as Austin angles himself awkwardly to try and close the door. It’s like he doesn’t want to turn his back towards you and it’s at this time that you notice he’s holding something out of your line of sight.

“Austin what are you doing?” You giggle, quirking your eyebrow at the way he stands there with a mischievous, yet fond smile on his face. You hear a distinct crinkling sound and you know it’s not from your own bag. “What d’you got there?”

“After I grabbed all our snacks and was headin’ up to the register, I passed a display and saw these.” Your boyfriend brings the hidden object from behind his back and you gasp at the sight of it. “They reminded me of you so I got ‘em for you. Pretty flowers for a pretty girl.”

Austin hands you the bouquet and your eyes instantly well with tears. They’re the most stunning blush colored roses you’ve ever seen and they smell absolutely incredible. There’s a small card sticking out of the side of them and as you read the words written in Austin’s handwriting, your heart swells with adoration.

For my favorite girl

Love, Austin

“Aus,” you whisper, not trusting your voice to withstand anything else. “They’re beautiful. Thank you so much. You didn’t have to do that.”

The actor can tell how emotional you are right now, can tell how much this means to you. He’d do anything to let you know how much you mean to him, to let you know how much he loves you. He’d buy you flowers every single day if it meant he’d get to see that look on your face. That look where your eyes get real big and sparkly and your smile is so wide it makes your eyelids crinkle at the corners. That look that makes Austin want to give you the world.

Careful not to smash the bouquet held delicately in your hands (the bag of snacks now laying on the floor), Austin reaches out and hugs you with one arm, planting a soft kiss on the side of your head. “I know I didn’t have to, sweetheart, but I wanted to. I love you so much and you deserve to be appreciated.”

With the right words to say completely escaping you, you do the next best thing and instantly close the gap between you and the man standing in front of you. One of Austin’s hands finds its place on your lower back, pushing you closer to him, and your own hand without the bouquet in it finds its way to the nape of his neck—fingers twisting in those thick waves you took notice of earlier.

“I love you so much more, Austin Butler,” you breathe out as you break apart from your boyfriend’s soft lips.

“Mmm, whatever you say, baby,” he mumbles against your mouth as he goes in for yet another kiss. You nearly drop your flowers as you get caught up in Austin again, so you break apart before you can do any real damage to them.

“As much as I’m enjoying this right now, I need it to stop for like five seconds before I completely lose myself in you and ruin this gorgeous bouquet,” you giggle, before reluctantly taking a step back from your boyfriend in order to go find a vase in the kitchen to set the flowers in.

“Would that really be such a bad thing?” Austin calls after you. It doesn’t take long for him to meet up with you in the kitchen, his tall figure leaning casually against the doorframe. “I think having rose petals all over the floor would actually be quite romantic. It’d really…set the mood.”

In between spreading out the roses in the vase you found, you glance up at Austin and can see the way his eyes have clouded over just slightly. His intent and emphasis on the last few words of his sentence become abundantly clear, and you try to fight the heat you feel rising up your neck.

Making your way around the kitchen island, you stop in front of your boyfriend and lean lightly into his chest, your hands basking in the warmth radiating through Austin’s white shirt. “You do realize it is your birthday month, right, Aus? Why am I the one getting all the special treatment?”

There’s a soft smirk playing on your lips and you revel in the way Austin tilts his head to the side, his own smirk quirking up at the corner of his mouth. “Who’s to say I’m not getting my own type of special treatment? Looking after my girl and seeing her happy sounds like a pretty nice birthday gift to me.”

Burying your face in Austin’s chest, you barely contain the squeal threatening to spill out of you over the actor’s words. This man somehow always knows the right thing to say to make you melt. “You’re such a heartthrob you know that?”

“I am a man of many talents,” Austin beams. The two of you laugh and you push lightly on his chest to get him to move back towards the living room.

“C’mon, think of the snacks waiting for us! I won’t let your incredibly smooth sweet talking make us miss out on our plan for an at home film experience!” No matter how tempting, you think.

“Trust me, sweetheart, I am thinking about my snack. Mine just isn’t in that little bag you got there.” As you bend down to pick up the plastic bag you haphazardly threw to the side at the reveal of your surprise flowers, Austin comes up behind you and lightly smacks your ass, causing you to let out a sharp gasp.

Jolting upright, you fake annoyance and watch as your boyfriend turns towards you and holds up his hands in innocence. You reach into the bag and throw one of the packets of candy at him. The blonde winks at you as he catches it with ease and then plops down on the couch.

“You’re right though, I did say I wouldn’t miss this for the world, and I am also a man of my word. So c’mon, Ryan’s waiting for us,” Austin grins as he pats the spot next to him on the couch.

Unable to keep up your feigned irritation, you let the smile that’s twitching at the corner of your lips break through as you hurry over to Austin. No matter what happens, you’d never turn down an open invitation from the man you love with all your heart.

Cuddling up to Austin’s side you sigh in the satisfaction of finally getting to relax with him. Sure you two are able to see each other relatively often considering the fact you live together, but it’s rare when you get to just sit together and do absolutely nothing besides enjoy each other’s company. No cameras, no expectations, just you and him.

If anyone were to ask you, you’d say that’s what you’d call pure heaven.

As Austin presses play on the movie and the opening credits begin to roll, you watch as he rips open the bag of candy you threw at him. You take in how he eats one and then sets it aside, beginning to set up the rest of the treats he purchased for you. The reality of it all settles in as it does every so often and you feel a tiny squeeze in your chest as you take it in.

Having someone love you so deeply, having someone who knows practically every part of you from your favorite types of candy to what flowers you would like, having someone who sees your happiness as enough satisfaction for them and truly mean it, is just incredibly unbelievable.

You wonder practically every day how in the world you were lucky enough to find someone like that. To find someone who you love wholeheartedly and who loves you just the same, if not more. The material things—the flowers, the candy—are nice, but nothing beats the feeling you get when you’re with Austin, and you thank your lucky stars that the universe brought him to you. You truly don’t know where you’d be, who you’d be, without him.

“Austin,” you start, looking into his clear blue eyes as he turns towards you, a soft smile already adorning his lips as he catches sight of you. “Thank you for…”

You can’t even begin to think of where to start. You’re sat here looking at this man that’s staring at you with such a fond, loving expression and it’s like words won’t even dare try to form in your mind in a way that would express everything you feel for him. There aren’t enough of them, there aren’t any right ones.

“For what, sweetheart?” Austin whispers as he reaches out and tucks a piece of your hair behind your ear, the warmth from his fingertips leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

“For the…flowers,” you say before letting out an airy laugh. “For the candy, for staying in with me and letting me coerce you into watching this movie for the thousandth time, for just being you, and a million other things I don’t think I’ll ever have the right words to express.”

“You don’t have to thank me for any of that, my love, but you’re welcome anyways. I do it all because I want to, there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you just like I know there isn’t anything you wouldn’t do for me. I hope you know how much I appreciate you. I love you.” Austin leans down and plants a kiss on your forehead before pulling you even closer to his side, wanting nothing but to have you wrapped in his arms.

As your boyfriend turns his attention back to the movie and begins to rub his hand soothingly up and down your back, you feel a sense of content wash over you. When you’re with Austin, it feels like no matter what happens, as long as you have each other, everything will be okay. Nothing is certain, but you’d bet everything you’ve got that this love is.

“I love you too, Aus.”

#austin butler x reader #austin butler x y/n #austin butler x you #austin butler imagine #austin butler fanfiction #austin butler fic #austin butler fluff #austin butler #requested

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themultifandomgal · 5 months

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Ethan Choi- Bed Day

I'm lying in my bed in pain because of that time of the month. My phone rings, I groan rolling over to answer it, however once I see the same across the screen I feel slightly better

"Hiya babe" I say through the phone

"Hey angel I was wondering if you wanted to come over?" Ethan's voice comes through

"Ughh I would but I've just started my period and nothings helping the pain"

"Your in pain?" He asks with concern

"Yeah. Normally the tablets I take help but this time they haven't. I just don't think I'd be very fun to be with at the moment" I chuckle a little

"Ok no worries angel. Get some sleep and I'll speak to you in a bit"

"Ok speak to you later" I put the phone down and close my eyes trying to think of anything but the pain I am currently experiencing.

I must have dozed off because I'm woken up by my front door opening then shutting. I sit up in bed just about to get out when the bedroom door opens revealing Ethan holding a bag

"What are you doing here?"

"Well you said your period started and your in pain so I've come to look after you" he plonks himself down on my bed " I've got you some chips, chocolate, some pads and candy"

"Babe you didn't have to do this"

"Yes I did because I love you" he kisses my forehead as I smile "now let me get you a hot water bottle while you pick out something to watch on Netflix" Ethan walks out holding my Minnie Mouse hot water bottle. I put on my favourite comfort show.

Ethan walks back into the bedroom with the hot water bottle and I put it around my stomach. He climbs in bed with me and pulls me to him so his one arm is around my shoulders and the other is holding the water bottle on my stomach. I open up the bar of chocolate, plopping a square in my mouth then feeding a square to Ethan's. This goes on for a few hours, after eating the chocolate we ate the chip then after that we ate the candy. Before long it's evening time

"How's your tummy?"

"Better than it was but still hurts"

"I'll run you a bath" Ethan kisses my lips as he gets out of bed and makes his way to the bathroom. I hear him turn on the taps, I get out of bed and walk over to my closet pulling out some night clothes. I walk in to the bathroom and the bubbles are flowing, Ethan puts on some calming music

"Let me pamper you. I've got your face wash and face masks here so just relax and think of being at a spar" I giggle a little before getting into the bath. Ethan washes my face then puts on a face mask

"Thank you for this"

"Anything for you my angel"

"You truly are the best boyfriend in the world"

"And your the best girlfriend in the galaxy"

"Ok now your just being cheesy"

"But you love it"

"Hmmm maybe I do. Can you stay the night?" I ask with my eyes closed

"Of course I will"

After the bath I get changed and both Ethan and I climb into bed, our legs tangle with each other's and I lay my head on his chest

"I don't think I say this enough but I love you"

"I'm glad you don't say it all the time because then when you do say it it hasn't lost it's meaning. I love you too angel now let's put on a film, anything in particular?"

"Just an easy watch because I'm probably gonna end up falling asleep" I giggle

"Ok how about Matilda. We haven't watched that in a while?"

"Ooo yes Matilda" Ethan presses play "thank you to today" I snuggle into Ethan and soon fall asleep as the pains start to ease.

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george-weasleys-girl · 4 months

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Can you do George hcs when your american? Dating and it doesn't really matter but female reader? Thank you and I love your writing smmmm

Thank you, sweetie! I hope you enjoy it!

George x female reader

As soon as he discovered there was an American in his midst, he just had to meet you.

He was immediately entranced.

And wanted to know everything about you.

What was it like growing up in the States?

Did you like going to Ilvermorny?

Do you eat pizza and tacos for every meal?

Teases you about your accent. But secretly thinks it's the hottest thing ever.

Honestly, he will sit for hours just listening to you talk.

He starts watching lots of American movies trying to pick up all the different accents.

This leads to a bit of confusion on occasion. Especially when he tries emulating Joe Pesci in My Cousin Vinny.

"Two youts."

"What??"

Your response matched the judge's perfectly until you realized what George was talking about.

youtube

Even after you'd been together for a while, he still loves hearing you pronounce words "the American way."

It's 11pm, and you're almost asleep:

George: "Y/N, are you awake?"

Y/N (knowing where this is going): "No."

George: "Oh good! Say schedule."

Y/N: "No."

George: "Please... I need to hear it before I can sleep!"

Y/N: "No."

George: "Just once. Pleeeease..."

Y/N (suppressing a grin): "Fine... Schedule."

George: "Perfect," he sighs and buries his face in your hair, promptly going to sleep.

The first time he went to the States with you, he was like a kid in a candy store.

He had to go EVERYWHERE and do EVERYTHING.

You took him to your hometown to meet your family and friends (who, btw, absolutely adore him).

Then to visit Ilvermorny.

And as a surprise, to New York City to take in a couple of Broadway musicals.

He loved every minute of it.

Though, he admits that you are, by far, the best thing to ever come out of the US.

George never envisioned he'd fall in love with an American, but you're everything he ever dreamed of in a woman, and he can't imagine his life without you in it.

~•~

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nikirishimura · 2 years

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Learn from the Best. (s.jy.)

roommate!jake sim x bi!reader

summary: jake arrives at your shared apartment where he accidentally and (un)fortunately makes eye contact with you as you eat out another woman <33

genre: roommates to lovers (?), two idiots who don't know what they are to each other trope, slight angst, suggestive scenes, smut.

warnings: eating out, slight voyeurism, body worshiping, sub!jake, virgin!jake, experienced!reader, oral sex, unprotected sex. no threesome </33 for now 👀 (5k words)

a/n: hii!! dropping this here on the last day of pride month because why not <33 i barely see fxf smut here on kpop tumblr so i decided to make one. don’t forget to leave a like!! pls do send me ur feedbacks thru the comments! reblogs are very much welcome and encouraged !! thank you so much!! enjooooy

"okay, i'm gonna need some context with this one." jake announces as he closes the door in his room.

you see your roommate's gaze with a hint of judgment as he eyes your figure in front of the full-length mirror in the living room of your shared apartment; one hand hiking your shirt up to your left bosom, the other hand slightly squeezing it.

"babe, please be a deer and help me out." you speak without batting an eye at him.

"again, context please." you could hear his voice almost shaky.

"i'm looking for a bruise. please help me look" you state rather nonchalantly.

"uh- i– oh, okay. yeah, well. hang on a sec." jake tries so hard not to stammer but fails terribly.

in what world would anyone think that this casual request from you is far from creepy and weird? then again, you wouldn't consider this kind of occurrence unusual since you and jake have done almost everything together ever since the shy boy from your 21st Century Literature class moved in with you. to other people, however, this is not the norm. especially to your friends who you would expect to be the most understanding. they'd often tease you both and leave suggestive remarks when you act like every other couple ever to exist. well, you guess that might be the thing. you and jake are not a couple. but so what? you live together because rent isn't, at all, cheap. and also, you revel in the thought of having such eye candy of a roommate.

you eat together because you live together. you wash the dishes together. you do your grocery together. you brush your teeth together. you watch your favorite netflix series together and then snuggle up on the couch to relax after a long, tiring day, because then again: cohabitation, and simply, just why not? it's all part of the cycle now. living with jake has become a fundamental part of your life at uni that you never think of spending a day without him. every once in a while, you think about all of this in an attempt to rationalize your social relationship with your roommate, whatever your common friends might think it actually is. well, you did once cuddle half-naked on a winter night.. or maybe twice. but that's not the point right now.

"what exactly do you want me to do," jake moves closer behind you to "see" the situation.

you finally let go of your boobs and face him, your other hand still clutching your shirt for him to see.

"touch it." you say, oh-so casually. "feel it. i need to know if there's a bruise."

"wouldn't you know if you had one?" he asks, obviously confused at what you are making him do.

"it's painful and i need to know exactly where it is."

"there. this part," he grabs your hand for you to feel it yourself as he gently caresses the blue-ish green spot on the left side of your left chest.

"damn it. now i'm gonna have to get it checked." you loosen the grip on your shirt and jake realizes that he still has his hand inside.

he slightly panics but instead of letting go, he freezes for a bit and you laugh at his reaction.

"what, you haven't touched a boob before?"

he stutters and before he could even speak, you jokingly say, "well there you go, you already held mine. you’re welcome." while sending a wink his way. you know how you affect him. the blush on his face becomes evident, the small smile on his lips also giving it away.

"what exactly happened?" querying as he plops down beside you on the couch.

"i was extremely late and rushed so i hit my side on the doorknob on the way to class yesterday."

jake bursts out laughing with this information. "how could you be so clumsy and so dumb at the same time?"

"hey that's not very nice." you punch him lightly on his chest.

"well i was nice enough to check your boobs for you."

"please, if anything i did you a favor." you retort smirking.

"and you tell me i'm the mean one?" letting out a scoff before giggling.

the both of you stay there for a while, just basking in on the quiet.

"so, listen." you try to break the silence, rubbing the tip of your thumb just above the palm of his hand. he doesn't know exactly what it is he's feeling but he's certain that he's never felt this before. though the semantics are unclear, he's never felt anything quite like this before you.

'maybe heeseung was right,' he says to himself, 'maybe i shouldn't have agreed to this.' he shakes his head a bit as if this will make his thoughts go away and turns to you. "what?" he replies.

you stare at each other, once again, and you feel yourself mentally getting sucked into the universe of his eyes that holds the brightest of stars. almost mirroring what jake did just mere seconds ago, you jerk your head off in the subtlest way possible. you like jake but you dislike him at the moment so you guess that cancels it out. just when you were getting carried away once again, you remember that just a couple of weeks prior, he was entertaining other people too.

"i'm not gonna be home until past midnight tonight." you begin, not breaking eye contact.

"oh," he sounded rather disappointed and he wasn't trying to hide it. "so no movie marathon for tonight. why?"

"well, i'm meeting with a.. friend." you look away.

"but, i'm still not sure.” you immediately follow, “there might be a change of plan, we'll see." trying your hardest not to seem like you're gauging your decisions based on his reactions.

"why does it feel like you're waiting for my permission or something?" making it clear that you're not as sly as you think you are and that he's nearing annoyance. he was laughing but you know he’s not, in the slightest, happy.

“i’m not.” wide eyed, taken aback, you get up. “anyway, i guess i’ll catch you later.” leaving your friend a bit stunned at the exchange.

and for a split second, you face eye to eye with a hypocrite in the mirror. it wasn’t fair to cancel plans with jake just because he was seeing other people and you were being petty about it. afterall, you had your fair share of booty calls and flings, too.

—

“you know what, i’m done. whatever this is. i don’t want it anymore.” jake huffs and marches outside the classroom as sunghoon and heeseung followed suit.

“are you talking to us or practicing that for y/n?”

one of the taller boys asks.

“what?”

“well, it seems like it’s more of you saying that to yourself than to anybody.” the oldest says.

“it’s just, she makes me insane sometimes, do you know that?” and like a sitcom, jake’s friends look at each other and nod at the same time.

“stop stating the obvious. okay, look. you’re in love with y/n.” heeseung points out with both of his hands dramatically. “why can’t you just say that?” a sigh of resignation leaving his mouth.

“BECAUSE!…” his voice turns into a whisper, “i already like her even before moving in with her! don’t you think that’s creepy?? i definitely think she would find me creepy. besides, i can’t! the statute of limitations has run out.” the younger pleads.

“boy, you’re an idiot.” sunghoon proclaims. “if y/n was my roommate, i would’ve slept with her the first night.”

“good thing she’s not, or else you would’ve been in jail.” jake retorts.

“or she would,” heeseung counterclaims. “she would’ve beaten sunghoon then and there.

“anyway, can we stop talking about hypotheticals. i’m in a fucking dilemma right now and i need answers.”

“all of this would be so easy if you just tell her how you actually feel.”

“then potentially lose her as a… perfectly good roommate??” jake tries to reason.

rolling his eyes, “or you could forever yearn and shut up about it.” the youngest has had enough.

“it’s like we’re always pushing and pulling, you know. all these mixed signals and the shit that we do that we all know isn’t what ‘just platonic friends’ do.”

heesung cackles at this and in a mocking voice, “‘platonic friends’ as if you are the opposite. you ARE platonic friends. it’s not like you guys are fuck buddies.”

“i’m not an idiot. i know when someone’s trying to be romantic with me.”

“also, she was sorta asking for permission earlier if she could hang out with a friend or something like that.” jake adds.

“i just feel like i’m being pushed to the side like some back up plan that if they don’t work out, she has something to come back to.”

"eh? didn't you go out with her friend last month?" heeseung asks, baffled at jake's words.

"yeah, well, it was a friendly date. we didn't even hook up." he tries to defend himself to which the oldest responds with another sigh and an eye-roll.

"then that makes both of you an idiot." sunghoon chides.

—

on the other side of the campus, you find yourself sulking in the middle of an occupied and busy cafeteria accompanied by your close friend, jay.

"i think i'm gonna fuck someone later," you come to a conclusion with your thoughts.

jay gives you a concerned look. "so instead of facing your feelings, you decide to engage in some carnal activity to deflect."

you can only shrug your shoulders at that. “when you’re stressed, you need to unclench sometimes, you know.”

“so, who is this someone?” tired of dealing with your rhetoric, your friend interrogates you instead.

“just a friend..”

“is that friend named ‘Sim Jaeyun’?”

“lol no. he’s acting weird lately. i keep sending hints of starting sexual relations but it seems like he’s not interested.” you roll your eyes and continue, “then i heard about him going out with a friend of mine recently. i couldn’t care less, like at all.”

jay raises an eyebrow. “which friend?”

“i don’t know. like i said, i don’t care.”

he wasn’t having any of your sass, not today. “sounds like you do.” he stands up and pats you on the back. “i’ll see you around. i have a date so i need to get away from your ugly energy as far away as possible.” he says laughing.

“then what am i supposed to do the whole afternoon?” you begin to sulk and complain even more.

“get fucked? i don’t know? text your sneaky link or whatever. i’ll call you after my date!” he winked and marched away.

—

smacking noises and heavy panting can be heard over your side of the apartment. two beautiful girls somewhat fighting for dominance over a battle of the tongue.

you pushed stephanie on the door of your bedroom, kissing her in the process. stephanie, your most recent fuck buddy. the sex was so good you even considered getting settled and making your relationship official at one point had she not been screwing around with other people when you were still flirting.

“sorry, i said we’d go out tonight but i just couldn’t wait to taste you.” you say in between kisses. hands snaking up and down her body.

“i don’t mind,” she kissed you back, even more fervently than you did. “i love it when we do this.”

pulling her by the hips, you position your leg between her thighs, knees putting pressure on her clothed core. “then why’d we stop?”

“huh?” she moans, eyebrows furrowed, her mouth already open from the pleasure that you’re giving her.

“i don’t know what your talking about— fuck!” she could barely talk as you pulled her hair down from the back giving your lips access to her neck.

“you were seeing someone else, weren’t you?” even though you’re not actually jealous, you still make it seem like you were. possessiveness turns her on more than anything, and you know it. she thrives on the attention, even if her loyalty gets compromised, or lack thereof.

she grabs your arms and flips both of you, pinning you up against the wall. she likes to assert dominance and so you let her. trying to get laid as soon as possible. “don’t talk to me like that. only i can talk down on you.” grabbing your cunt and caressing you through your leggings.

you don’t always like getting dominated but when she does it, it turns you on big time. you feel a gush of wetness pool in your panties as she sucks hickeys on your chest.

“god i fucking missed you.”

“oh yeah? show me how much you missed me then.”

holding steph on the neck, you give her an open mouthed kiss, the wet string connecting your lips make up for all those seconds you move away to catch your breath. you grab her by the waist, guiding the both of you towards the bed.

“i don’t think we will be needing this anymore,” straddling her as you remove her tank top only to reveal that she wasn’t wearing any bra all along. typical steph. “fuck, you’re so sexy. i’m gonna make you feel so good tonight.”

—

“fuck! god yes!” high pitched moans echoing throughout the hallway.

“you like that, baby?” almost inaudible but you still ask, knowing damn well the answer.

“fuck yes. please don’t stop,” stephanie squirmed and pleaded.

you continue to finger her, sticking two fingers in and out her hole, wet noises replacing the silence.

“yes. right there. oh god,” she whines, feeling a knot in her stomach. tight grip on your locks, forcing your face closer to her wet folds.

she was basically screaming at this point. after minutes of edging, you decide to finally give in and give her what she’s been aching for.

sucking on her clit, licking and spitting as you fuck your middle and ring finger inside her, faster… harder… deeper… you could feel her walls getting tighter and tighter each time.

“please don’t stop. shit”

“hng fuck i think i’m cumming–”

later that day, jake goes home dejected and confused. in all honesty, he tried playing this game with you thinking that his feelings would go away, and boy did that backfire. he no longer wanted to be that awkward and nervous boy every time he’s near you and so he decided to seek “help” from one of your friends,

‘stephanie?’

as your friend rides her orgasm, you lock eyes with the man you least wanted to see right now. jake probably heard the fiasco coming from your room when he entered the hallway and came in unannounced to check what was going on. it didn't register to him what was happening until it was too late.

here you are, in all your form and glory, lapping the juices of another woman, who came inside your mouth and creamed all over your fingers. sucking all what’s left as you continue to keep eye contact with your roommate. you couldn’t help it. you know it’s wrong and he knows it’s wrong but something felt right in between your legs at that exact moment.

stephanie was oblivious to the whole exchange as she had her back facing your door the entire time. coming down from her high, she lay down from exhaustion. but as she opened her eyes, she was surprised by the man’s upside down figure from her perspective. a smile immediately pops in her face, bolting up to face him. “jake!” she greets him.

“stephanie?” the shock in his voice was louder than any of the sound you were making literally seconds ago.

“wait, you know her?” you ask jake. looking back at the naked women below you, “you know him?”

"well yeah? who do you think was i seeing when i ghosted you for a month?" stephanie announces rather nonchalantly.

"saw! we saw each other one time, steph." jake interjects, somehow feeling the need to defend himself from you.

a response that clearly triggered her to which stephanie raises her eyebrows to, "and did you forget to mention the fact that we were sexting almost every night? or are you keeping that from y/n too?"

you couldn't believe the situation unraveling right in front of you. getting sick to your stomach, you quickly get dressed and excuse yourself from the people you're beginning to doubt if you actually knew all along. you couldn't stand being in the same air with your “friends,” who, right now, was treating you like a throwaway. one did not only use you, but also betrayed your trust. and the other whom you thought was your best friend, was lying to your face for a month.

"i'm out. since you didn't want to fuck me, i fucked your girlfriend instead." placing her fingers under his chin, stephanie attempted to give jake a chaste kiss in the mouth but he looked in your direction instead. kinda poetic, you thought. he was dodging her and reaching out to you. eyes trying to communicate but all you see is shallowness.

what stephanie said only confirmed your hunch. she was only using you.

you wanted to curse at jake for putting you in such a complicated situation but all you could do was heave a disappointed sigh and sneer at him, making your way towards the bathroom.

it seems like all the odds were in jake's favor tonight, a call ringing from his phone was just the cherry on top of this disaster. it was sunghoon and heeseung on the other line.

"not now. i need to talk to y/n." with zero protests, they hung up, chanting "finally."

—

banging on the bathroom door, jake screams for your name.

“NOW WHAT?” bare and all drenched, you yank the door handle to your side.

“we need to talk.” as jake walks past you to enter the private space.

“jake what the fuck. i’m literally in the shower right now.” hiding behind the useless glass wall to somehow form a barrier between the two of you.

“i know” jake removes his shirt as he joins you on the other side.

“what’s up with you and stephanie?” he started, turning on the shower.

“what’s up with you and stephanie, jake? you’re the one who went out with her, sexting her behind my back?” poking at his chest to get your point across.

“you guys had sex!” at this point he was all up in your face.

“that doesn’t answer my question!”

“i asked you first! so? do you like her?” crossing his arms trying to intimidate you.

“so i fucked her, that doesn’t mean i’d go out and date her.”

“yeah, right. ‘cause things don’t work like that for you. you fuck everyone else but the person you have feelings for, right? is that why you don’t have sex with me?”

“you’re insufferable!” the audacity of this man, after sneaking out behind your back, he dares accuse you of having feelings for him? you don't even bother to contemplate if it was true or not. no. right now, this is only a matter of pride to you.

“and no, i can definitely fuck you right now.” ego speaking first before your brain.

“then do it. unless you’re all bark and no bite?” was jake actually taunting you?

all thoughts out the window, you finally close the distance between you and him. kissing him softly and he eventually does the same. it was light and nonsexual, despite the two of you being naked. you never expected this, any of this, even though you've been wanting to make out with him, or even maybe fuck him for so long. what was holding you back? what was holding him back? or was it who? that was a lie though, you did expect this to happen, and it did. just not exactly the way you wanted.

you try to back away but he doesn't let you, pulling you even closer, wrapping his arms around your body. he kisses you deep and slow this time. it's passionate, unlike the first time, seeming to have found a rhythm that suited both of you. lips dancing with each other, tongues fighting one another, and hands moving on places you yearned for since that one winter night you cuddled for the first time. so this is what it feels like; being touched like you've never been before. or were you just giving him too much credit for being touch deprived the whole night? you didn't care. you wanted this anyway.

the longer you share your breaths, the stronger his ministrations on your body become. pushing you all the way against the wall. this sparked something in you. something you wished you had felt much earlier just so you could've avoided all the mixed signals, emotional attachment issues and even the drama that transpired tonight. finally letting go, no more questions in your mind. just one.

“you’re such a brat, aren’t you? and a slutty one at that. being so desperate. pulling shit like this just to get laid.”

"just to clear things up, i turned down stephanie. i couldn't think of sleeping with anyone else but you."

"ahh. so you're really a virgin, huh." you voiced sarcastically. "and why do you suddenly feel like explaining to me?" finally stroking his hard on.

you’ve never heard such groans this low and breathy. "well first, you asked, and i never meant to make you feel betrayed. i-" he stopped.

"you what..?" stopping your movement altogether. this elicited a whine from him.

"i just wanted some experience." he looked down, fidgeting his fingers down your skin. he, somewhat, looked in pain.

"and you really think sexting will get you there? jake, please, you could've just hit me up and said "hey i'm really horny right now, are you down to fuck?" or something like that." you scoffed.

pushing his body down to yours, he asks, "well? are you down to fuck right now?"

you give him a small smile and a chuckle.

"no."

slipping from his grasp, you exit the shower and laugh at him. "maybe.. if you gain my trust again"

not sure whether or not to follow you, jake was caught in another dilemma once again. classic.

"jesus christ, come here!" you shout from outside.

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“tell me, baby boy. what do you want?” pushing jake to sit on the edge of his bed. your right leg anchored to one of his sides, giving him a better view of your naked cunt.

those once innocent eyes now holding nothing but lust. he looked at you through his lashes before placing wet kisses on your stomach. “i want you.” he said, “i want this” hand tracing from the lower part of your navel to your lips down there.

you instinctively throw your head back, locking your fingers through his hair.

he started moving his fingers back and forth your wet slick, parting your folds, drawing circles on your clit.

“do you want to eat mommy out?” you caress his cheek with your thumb. he nods, enthusiastically.

“will you teach me?” your eyes widen at this. ‘cute’ you think to yourself, ‘how innocent.’

“lie down for me,” you instructed to which he immediately obliged. “make me cum and you earn my trust back, deal?”

panting, chest rising up and down, you can tell his heart is beating fast but he accepts the challenge nonetheless.

you begin to straddle his chest. bending down to wipe the stray hair on his forehead, you give him one last kiss on the lips before sitting on his face.

“remember how you made out with me in the shower? now i want you to do that again, but this time on my pussy.”

using your middle and forefinger, you spread your folds for jake to devour. he started with small kisses that eventually turned into a full blown make out session. you grind your hips as you feel pleasure consuming the rest of your body.

“fuck, just like that, baby.” you never forget to praise him during the process. the unexpected pet name sending butterflies to his stomach. he began taking matters in his own hands, literally, when he drew circles on your clit using his thumb once again, tongue threatening to poke inside your hole every once in a while. you feel a knot forming at the pit of your stomach.

“ugh- don’t stop,” you whined, warning him that you’re close. he then sucked on your clit, replacing his tongue with two fingers. curling them in and out of you. “faster, please” you cried out, grinding harder and abusing his mouth. he then felt a gush of wetness come out of your hole as you let out a high pitched yell. the movement of your hips slows down as you chase your high. but jake didn’t stop with this, edging you close to overstimulation. “fuck, stop!” you remove yourself from his face and plop down next to his side.

you could see the smirk growing on his stupid lips and you could only roll your eyes at this. “now don’t get too cocky on me, mr.”

he laughs, “i’m not.” getting up and placing his body on top of yours. “this just means that you trust me again.” and you scoffed.

“you’re so beautiful, y/n.” giving your left nipple kitten licks while massaging the other to give fair treatment. “does it still hurt?”

“what?”

“your bruise.” tracing it ever so gently.

“i can barely even feel if it’s still there” you raise your head to look at where he’s pertaining to.

“well maybe we should give you more.”

he places open mouth kisses on your chest. sucking and nibbling on your delicate skin as he reached your neck. teeth grazed on your sensitive spot, eliciting a loud moan from you. he knew he found your sweet spot. he then positioned himself between your legs, as his thigh got in contact with your core, he noticed that you’re starting to get wet again. “am i that good?”

“don’t flatter yourself. you still have a lot to learn from me,” snaking your hands on the nape of his neck, pulling him in for another kiss. how you longed for this exact moment. “fuck me, jakey.”

he lets out another shaky breath at this. never getting used to your spontaneity, something about his virginity turning you on even more.

you stroke his dick some more to get him hard enough to enter you, “where do i cum?” he asks, oh-so innocently.

“i want your seed inside me. and don’t you dare hold back. fuck me like this will be your last, understood?” reassuring him that you’re on the pill.

he took this as a sign to slowly slide his member in your dripping mess. only getting used to the tight feeling, he was barely able to bottom out.

“fuck wait, if i move again i’m afraid i’ll cum straight away.”

you yank his hair, biting on his lower lip a little too harshly, “you can’t come unless i say so.”

“now move.” you spoke with a tone of demand.

he moves his hip back and forth, eyes shut, mouth agape trying hard to focus. dick slipping in and out, pelvises touching each thrust. you stare into his orbs, once again getting sucked into the universe that holds it. you feel a slight pang in your chest, guilt taking over. he only did what he's done because of you. only you. and you tried to get back at him for nothing.

he removes the legs wrapped around his torso and slings them up his shoulders instead. a power move that came to you as a surprise. just moments ago, you thought of making love with him but clearly he has other things in mind; one thing, and that's to fuck you senseless.

with the new found position, he began hitting a pleasurable spot inside you. your walls unconsciously clenching around him, triggering climax. “yes, fuck! right there baby. i’m close–” you announced.

“fuck i can’t hold much longer!” holding on to your hips, nails digging through the skin. sure to leave crescent-shaped traces until the next morning. his thrusts became faster and harder.

“let go, baby” you kiss him, deeply. as orgasm hits you once again, your legs start to shake, back arches and muscles twitch. the sound of skin slapping and muffled moans echoing the whole apartment. you feel spurts of liquid filling your walls as jake’s eyes roll back, his mouth unlatches from you. his orgasm hitting his whole body like a huge wave.

“my god.” he utters, almost out of breath. wrapping his arms around your waist after removing his body on top of you.

“why?” you look at him, a smile threatening to pop on his face

“just. wow.” he claims, you forgot for a second that this was actually his first time.

“my poor, innocent boy.” your palm drawing random circles on his chest. “we’re going to change that, yeah?”

his brows raised as his eyes widened.

“as much as i like you getting cute and shy and all that, i can’t help wondering what you’d be like if you dominated me in bed.” a smirk forming on your lips.

you don’t wait for him to answer, rolling on your side as you pull his arm closer to you. “what? it’s not like you’re new to cuddling as well.” you look back at him with a content smile on your face.

post nut clarity was usually filled with regret but this time is a bit different, you hope. actually considering getting vulnerable with him, but maybe some other time, so you just let him spoon you instead as he happily placed his head on the crook of your neck.

you lock eyes through one of the mirrors on the wall of his bed. arms wrapped around your body, one hand massaging your breast. at least, now, in this position, he knows not to ask for context.

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icycoldninja · 2 months

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A valentines day/date with Dante?

This one might be a bit late, but here you are!

Valentine's Date (Dante x Reader)

Today was Valentine’s Day, the widely celebrated "holiday" created by young humans so they had an excuse to eat candies and sit around watching movies--oh, and also to honor true love. The rituals of such a holiday were widespread; some strange, some not so strange. A few of the not so strange traditions were giving each other gifts that ranged from flowers to expensive chocolates, while one of the...more interesting traditions was the practice of hoping that a magical infant named Cupid shoots people with magic arrows, therefore making them fall in love.

Bizarre practices aside, humans loved these traditions and this day; one of them being you.

Yes, you were one of those hopeful romantics who wanted nothing more than to spend the day with your beloved, sitting around eating chocolates, binge-watching TV, and generally expressing your love for one another.

This was why you were setting up candles, chocolates, and pizza in the living room, excited for your upcoming date with the one and only goofball himself, Dante. He'd texted you 10 minutes ago, saying he was on his way to your place, which was why you rushed to get everything ready. Now the things were set, and your heart was racing with anticipation.

The doorbell suddenly rang, startling you. A wide grin on your face, you darted over to it and flung it open. "Heya, babe!" Exclaimed a mass of colorful balloons. It took you a moment to realize that the balloons weren't talking, the person behind them was. "Dante...?" You inquired, trying to peer past the bunch of balloons. "Yeah? You like the balloons I gotcha?" You giggled, holding the door open as he shuffled through the doorway, wrestling the balloons in along with him. "Yes, I love them! They're beautiful." Dante grinned at you, tying the balloons to a nearby chair. "Great," He sighed and stomped over to you before seizing you by the waist, dipping you, and kissing you passionately. You were taken aback at first, but quickly melted into it, and before you knew it, you were in his lap, the both of you seated on the couch. "Ready to watch a movie?" He asked, though there was really no reason to--the answer was yes, obviously. You nodded your agreement, then settled back while Dante casually flicked through Netflix, trying to find something interesting to watch.

Honestly, the most entertaining part of your movie night was not the movie, but Dante's comments. He had something creative to say about almost everything that happened on screen, from remarking on the female leads clothes to correcting the villain on proper gun handling.

"Agh, what's wrong with these people? Ya don't just stick your arm out and pull the trigger, ya gotta aim, else the bullets ain't gonna hit their marks! God!"

"Aw, look at the knockers on that one...what? Hey, don't give me that look, Y/N, ya know I only really have eyes for you..."

The two of you ended up spending a quiet (and a relaxing and comfortable) date at home, spending all your time stuffing your faces while criticizing the plots of various movies, the actors in them, and just about everything else.

#Dmc #Dmc dante #Dante x reader #devil may cry #dante devil may cry #Devil may cry x reader #Fanfic #Fluff #Fluffy fanfic #Fluffy #Funny #Funny fanfic #Cute #established relationship #Dmc x reader #Dmc fanfic #requested #Thanks for requesting #icycoldninja writes

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trashlie · 2 years

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Bee’s Age and Cardamon’s Origins

I never got around to writing all of my Bee and Puppycat thoughts before the new series dropped and I’m definitely annoyed with myself for it but OH WELL!

I’ll go ahead and put a cut because I have some rambling musing about the 3 new episodes, so I’ll mar them for spoilers for those who can’t/haven’t watched (lol it’s only day 1 so)

I know a lot of people have their gripes with the way the 3 new espidoes/s1 recap were done but I think a lot of that is probably on Netflix. If they’d given them 5 episodes to recap everything and better flesh it out, those 3 episodes would feel far less rushed than they do. But that’s not the fault of the writing as much as Netflix being continuously abysmal in general but especially to animators. Those episodes take SO LONG to create and having to cram everything into three episodes? So hard!

But I appreciate the newly added lore SO MUCH. I’ve always suspected Bee is a LOT older than we think - much like Puppycat. The fact that the arcade was so overgrown and had a WHOLE ENTIRE TREE growing inside of it was a pretty big indicator that Bee hadn’t been there in a LONG ass time. But the new episodes REALLY play into this, with people referring to Bee as “old young lady” or whatever, and Bee’s remark about the forest growing denser every time she comes through - which means not frequently at ALL because the rate at which trees grow is NOT fast lol. She herself even refers to herself as REALLY OLD, as if she doesn’t actually want to come outright and admit it - as cavalier as she is about some of her more robot-y aspects in these eps, she is also really hesitant to outright admit it.

(Likewise, Puppycat is OLD old, too, it would seem, he was already pretty grown when BEE’S DAD was a TODDLER. And then we now know he was already in his Puppycat form babysitting little Bee?! If Bee is OLD, Puppycat is ANCIENT.)

I also loved the update to Bee and the candy - the casual mention of how she and Cardamon have shared it before?! The way the energy burst forth when she broke it in half like when her dad smashed it?! AAAAHHHHHHHH love that and how it ties those threads together - in og s1, nothing happens when she eats the candy and she shares it with Puppycat, so while it made sense that they were the same candy and that it may even help “power” her, it was hard to confirm, but now it’s very in our face and connects to s2 so much better. I know there’s been theories that Cardamon is not fully human, too - as far as we know, there’s no father around - but they are a little bolder about it this time around. Previously we didn’t find out Cardamon is supposed to be asleep until during Lazy in Space but Bee just! Up and goes oh you’re up what about your mom?

?!?!?!

So Bee knows they’re SUPPOSED to be asleep? Or?!

I will say because of how much they had to rush the s1 content there’s some things that still come across as confusing - or more confusing. Bee seems so cavalier about Cardamon’s mom - was everyone just.... content to be like “yeah the landlord and her child are just hibernating nbd” and also hOW LONG HAVE THEY BEEN ASLEEP LIKE THAT, THEN?! Is that why everyone is behind on rent?

Another thought I’ve had and hadn’t had a chance to write up is: in the apartment complex, Violet and Bee’s dad are clearly related by their history as Candy Chasers, and Puppycat has babysat Bee and was close to Violet and Bee’s dad. The Wizards.... like I’ve always thought it interesting that the Space King sent his warlocks after Puppycat and now they live in the same apartment complex as Wizards. I’ve always felt there may be more to them than the show lends us - they’re not just a family Bee is supposed to watch over, right? I mean like, narratively, what is their purpose? I don’t think they are with the warlocks (at least, not the kids) and Cas was always calling things weird so if their parents dipped out to space I feel like that would be weird, right? I don’t have a coherent thought about this, clearly, but it’s like HUH surely they tie into this more than being innocent bystanders?

idk I have other thoughts but I have to rewatch things but I wanted to throw these ones out before I forget about them afljafkajf

#Bee and Puppycat #Bee and Puppycat Spoilers #Lazy in Space #Lazy in Space Spoilers #BaPC #BaPC Brainrot

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arriagamarianasblog · 9 months

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Wife ~ Miguel Mora

Miguel x Plus-size reader

Age up to 25

You were chilling in the living room, watching How To Train Your Dragon: Race To The Edge on Netflix, when Miguel came into the room and set up his phone on the coffee table, sitting on the floor. You look up from the screen upon hearing footsteps.

"Hey, mi amor." You said, him waving at you. "Whatcha doing?"

"Hey, I'm going live on Insta, what are you doing, darling?" Even after 3 1/2 years together, Miguel still manages to make you blush and have butterflies in your stomach.

"Watching Netflix."

"Alright."

Miguel starts the live and waits for people to join. Once he sees 19k people have joined, Miguel starts looking for questions.

"Does pineapple belong on pizza? Yes." Miguel smiles upon hearing you little giggle.

"Favorite candy? Snickers, right now it's Snickers. Last month I think was Twix." Miguel answers another question.

"What is your favorite show? Honestly, I'm going to have to say....Stranger Things. Stranger Things is such a good show."

"My Favorite Movie? Favorite movie, um.... That's a long list, I don't have a favorite. Probably top 10 favorite, but I don't have a favorite."

"Favorite song to play in the guitar? Oh, right now the one I've been learning the most.... I've been learning a lot like songs in Spanish lately and some rock songs as well.... Carlos Santana, I've been playing a lot of.." Miguel grabs his guitar, strumming a few beats. Another comment catches his attention.

'I love your lashes'

"Thank you, my wife likes to curl them. Even though it hurts, I suffer through it because it makes her happy. You know what they say; happy wife, happy life." Miguel explains, going to answer another question, but your voice from the doorway cuts him off.

"Baby, you hungry? Want anything to eat?"

"Sure, I could eat."

"Alright, Te amo, mi principe!" You shout to him as you walk away, blowing him a kiss. Miguel pretends to catch it with his hand, placing it over his heart. (I love you, my prince!)

"Te amo más, princesa!" Miguel shouts back, looking back at the comments. (I love you more, princess)

'You have a wife?'

'Who is that?'

Miguel laughs, smiling at the thought of his wife. "That was Y/N, my wife. We have been dating since I was 16 and she was 17. We got engaged at 19 and 20. And we got married a couple months later. We have been married for about 4-5 years."

'What is she like?'

'Tell us about your wife'

"Her name is Y/N. She is the most amazing, kind-hearted person I have ever met. I would do anything for her. She's thoughtful, beautiful, generous, and selfless. I absolutely adore her. All I want to do is spend my days being with her, laughing with her and adoring her. I love her with my whole heart and soul. I love her to the moon and back, for infinity." Miguel expresses his love, smiling at the comments.

'Aww, he loves her!'

'You can see stars in his eyes just at the thought of his wife.'

Miguel opens his mouth to speak, but he is interrupted by a sniffle on the other side of the room. He turns around to see his wife, crying.

"Aww, nena, what's wrong?"

"That was so beautiful."

Miguel smiles and motions for you to sit on his lap. You cross the room, adjusting yourself on your husband's lap, arms around his neck. He places his arms around your waist.

'Aww, she's beautiful.'

'Stunning couple.'

You and Miguel smile, leaning in to kiss. You feel him smile into the kiss, pulling away.

"I love you, mi amor." You whisper in his ear, slightly nibbling on his ear lobe. He feels chills go down his spine.

"I love you, princesa." He says, pecking her cheek.

'Aww."

'His cheeks went red.'

#miguel mora #miguel cazarez mora #miguel x y/n #miguel x reader

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ask-sibverse · 6 months

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Aaaalriiiiiiight T1DReader Halloween go! First up, the Star Sanses! Bad Sans version up next

"HMM... NEEDS MORE SPRINKLES. AND GLITTER."

"Oh really?" You move slightly so Blue can dump said items into the batter. "So glad I introduced you to edible glitter."

"I KNOW. I FELT SO HORRIBLE WHEN I LEARNED HUMANS COULD NOT CONSUME ORDINARY GLITTER!"

"Monsters really shouldn't eat glitter either," Dream said gently.

"I never minded!" Ink called out from where he was doodling on the couch.

You laughed. "In any case, these cupcakes will be edible for *everyone,* at least."

"YES! AND I HAVE THE CANDY BOWL READY AS WELL!"

"Already? Its barely after lunch!"

"I KNOW! I JUST WANT TO BE READY!"

The cupcakes came out colorful and glittery, but thankfully tasty with your watchful eye keeping anything inedible out and the four of you decorated the cupcakes once they were cooled.

Ink's were incredible, as expected. Dream's were simple, but still pretty. And Blue's reflected his high energy.

Once the kitchen was cleaned up everyone got into their costumes for the evening. At Ink's idea (insistence) Dream was dressed as a cleric, Blue was a knight, Ink was a bard, and you were a mage.

None of you were planning on going out, just staying home and giving out candy and watching Halloween movies. And possibly other friends might stop by, but Ink said it was the principle of the matter. "Its no fun if you don't get to dress up!"

A few hours later Blue and Ink were in a heated "debate" over whether the Corpse Bride or Nightmare Before Christmas was the better Halloween movie.

"BUT EVERYTHING HAPPENS AROUND CHRISTMAS! IT CANT BE A HALLOWEEN MOVIE!"

"Well its not really a Christmas movie," Ink pointed out.

Neither were actually upset so Dream wasn't bothered by their "argument." Neither actually came to a final agreement either, mostly because Ink got distracted.

Heart and Sci had come through at different times for goodies and Heart just had to gush over everyone's costumes and compliment Ink, who was preening for the next hour in pride.

Somehow they managed to keep Ink from eating all the candy before trick or treaters could come. A lot of parents loved the costumes, some asked if any of them played DND or certain fantasy games. A particularly energetic monster child asked if Ink's lyre was real and they were all rewarded with Ink playing and unfairly gorgeous rendition of "Toss a Coin To Your Witcher" because of course everyone kept using your Netflix. (Immortal Guardians should really pay for their own streaming services but oh well.) It seemed Ink was amazing at anything artistic he attempted.

But eventually trick or treating died down for the night and they ran out of movies everyone could agree on to watch. Which led to Ink suggesting they tell scary stories. Ink was way too good at telling scary stories.

... So you somehow ended up with three skeletons in bed with you that night, Ink only because he didn't want to feel left out. Oh well.

#star sanses x reader #star sanses #t1dreader #sans x reader

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everythingbutresolved · 1 year

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The Worst Haim Fic Ever

Fictional!Hamish Linklater x f!reader

Rating: Horny Teenager

Summary: Let's break the writing dry spell with something so bad it will self destruct when you have finished reading it shall we?

Warnings: Grammar? What is it? Abuse of Zeta Gen talk. Reader is a a hamfam mutual and Haim has several nicknames, gratuitous descriptions of the male body, unprotected sex, moron dirty talk.

Notes: Thank you so much for the love in the past year, I'm trying to love back and be more productive, I just wanted to share the silliest thing that popped in my mind...enjoy 😜

ur sitting at home in ur pjs all comfy with half edible left from the tray you baked for the weekend.

Ur dog and you are watching netflix eating only red m&m’s talking to the friendz in your phone when u hear a knock at ur door. u get up and spill all the candies on the floor but don’t worry cuz u already gulped down all the red and yellow choco, but carry your puppy with u because you didnt order anything from amazong in like 3 days so your four legged friend might have to scare an intruder. u open the door and it’s the hottest man ever

Hummus Longlater

u almost drop on your butt bcz you were just talking to your mutuals in barks and meows how much u need to climb that human palmtree covered in chocolate fudge. U say “Drop gorgeous Daddy Legend wtf ya doin here?” But that piece of licorice bats his eye hair so quickly u fall back on the couch while ur doggo goes and pack his toys cuz he's going with him.

“Hey babygirl” Hamosh sais, leaning on ur doorframe, revealing he is wearing nothing but a white vest two sizes down a toddler and the tightest jeans ever sold by those gud bois at Levi’s. A “Look I know I’m your bias and that I always munch on it, and finally my Zaddy whiskers r too drenched in fandom juice to keep ignoring them. The fire has spread and reached my cheeks missus.”

ur like “omg !! Im not wearing any makeup!! Or pants!! Oh skinny legend u’re so father, periodt!!!” but he just lafs at that because tahts what he likes about u. “ya girl i know thats why im heer. I’m mad lit on god no god no cap. Drip drip. I heard u enjoy eating junk food and getting your junk food ate out. Do u wanna rip my pants and eat me up gurl? Leave no crumbs baby.”

And saying that he loafs in to your house, tripping over doggo when he refuses to hover his naked feet. “i like your trash panda” “don’t scratch him under his ear or he’ll hump ur leg till tomorrow” U say before smushing your face into his. He smells like old spice and tastes like pumpkin donut and matcha latte. You untangle your tongues only to ask “Hammac glorious, your foot is always on my neck daddy, but I have to ask, r u real or is the weed they sold me pretty fire?”

Ur pup gives you stern look and plops on his furry ass and ur sure he says “human im petotaly serious don0t parse this or ill foist on you three gens of my litters – mine and the raccoon that lives under the porch”

Himbo grabs ur sweaty ass and says “The way u scratch ur armpits called me like a charm and i just had to come get a taste of this sweet sweet potato couch.” He stretches his vest over his head, his eyes are the color of the hazelnut frosted chocolate brownie you had this morning. “well? U got me like La-La-La baby, wanna sit on my face or what ?”“duh,” u spit, moving puppy aside. “I love you down Mr. H” His chest is smooth with baby oil when you slide ur hands on it. He has huge hands that scoop under ur ass and throw you on the bed and rip of your pjs. Ur android goes flying out the pocket, probsbly never to be seen again. U have the time to chant “You’r our beloved, and u have us in a chokehold!” then is on top of you fast, pinnning you to the bed, slopply groping under ur shirt for ur boobs that bounce boobily. He chokes u with his socks that smells like socks but u kinda think thats hot. His jeans sway to the floor and skitter away, leaving him in his boxers he got for christmas in 2003. His heft is huge, huger than his hands. It snaps the elastic and elicopter it for a ful minute until u’re hypnotized. “dont worry babygurl this will help u get it all in” he grabs ur legs and throws them over his shoulder and massages ur pussy until u scream and snatch his fingers up your coochie like the dyson ur mom gave u for xmas.

“omg Mr. H that was nom-nom delish how r u so good at pumpussy??!” you gasp gasplessly

“since I’m in my assembly period my strengths multiplied, now I can make u cum with just a flex of my massive eyebrows watch this” and with that he hoola-hoops his hairy caterpillars and makes u *O* a few more times “ r u ready baby gril?”

“yes Zaddy!”

He likes that. He ate that up a compliment and had u GAG, while ur cunt eats it all up. U can see urself cumming in the reflex of his caramel pudding eyes. He moans so loud the neighbors think ur killing someone and get more popcorns. U scream obscenities and fuck and cum and fuck and cum all over the apartment. Ur doggo has found ur phone and is taking a video to send ur besties later. The couch rols over from so much fuckng and cumming. Hammamet keeps gong flexing his infinite thighs becuz yours gave up. He doesn't unload until the very end when he climbs on the bedframe and showers u singing Sweet Home Carolina. U almost drown.

“wow mr Hamigo thank u” u say. Talking makes cum gush off ur hair

“ur welcom. Btw I gotta go now.” He swishes in his jeans like a well grased seal and moves to ur side of the bed. U start crying for the sudden loss of his massive cock. “Hamandbacon I thought you were different but ur like everyone else, mid.”

He looks into ur eyes and lovingly swipes some cum from your face.

“I don’t get it. I just gave u the best camping of ur life”

“And now ur fleeing”

He lafs u off “I have 47 more friendly stops after this, don’t be greedy babgurl” U bat ur sticky palms with joy, meanwhile your familiar retrieves ur phone for U so you can give a head up to your mutuals – get ready with water and lube.

@littleredwritingcat this is for you bestie

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