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damnprecious · 1 year
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love being stupidly anxious about things like 'did I actually close the fridge/freezer door at my new apartment when I left' and probably having to go make sure it's actually closed so that I can stop thinking about it
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billysgun · 5 months
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billy the kid x wife!reader | billy isn't afraid to sing his heart out to the girl he loves as he spins her around the kitchen |
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you held his hand up high as you twirled around him, the record on repeat as billy mumbled the lyrics in your ear
after you spun, he wrapped you in his tight grip, your head pressed to his chest as he sways with you softly
"I can't heellppp fallin' in loooove wiiith youuuuu!" billy sings, you giggle as turn to see him. blue eyes practically sparkling with love as he smooths the back side of your nightgown
"I'll sing for my girl!" he proudly announces, hands moving up to squish your cheeks to meet his lips in a kiss filled with pure love
"take my hand! take my whole life tooooo!" he sings, pushing you up against the counter with the abandoned pancake batter still splattered everywhere.
as if you weighed nothing, he picked you up and placed you on the counter. his hand gripped your bare knees as he kissed you, lips softly expressing every word he cannot think of to how much he loves you
his hands brushed up, hiking your dress until he held your thighs. he softly bit your lower lip as you giggled
"don't tease me, billy" you smiled and he looked playfully offended
"oh dear, I'd never tease you."
"uhuh, you're a liar!" you smiled and he kissed all over your face, squeezing your thighs before removing his hands from your dress
with a hand, he brought you down from the counter and scooped the messy bowl of batter
"put another record on!" he called out and you did, right as the needle landed he gasped in realization
"and I love you soooo!" he sang, stirring the mixture as you danced your way over to him
"people ask me howww!" he kissed you again, the bowl between you both
your hips swayed as you danced around your husband, he used the whisk as his microphone as he belted lyrics to the love song
you couldn't stop the grin that was sewn on your lips as your love for this man tripled daily
"now that you're around me, now you know" he said as the record went silent and laid a kiss on your forehead
"I love you, billy" you whispered and you swear you saw the cowboy blush
"I love you more!"
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an: I know Elvis WASN'T around during billy's time...but I had to have him sing it for you 🥺💞 I love you guys so much!
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partycatty · 3 months
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Can you do headcannons for love at first sight with Bihan and Smoke?
i sure can! i used to hate them but they grew on me LOL
bi-han & smoke > love at first sight
bi-han and smoke fall for you the moment they lay their eyes on you!
pt 1? to love at first sight hcs
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bi-han >
• he didn't think much of the new recruits, they were neither lin kuei blood, nor skilled fighters like himself. that was, until his eyes scanned over to you.
• he'd do everything in his power to not make it obvious. but when he first locks eyes with you, he feels a pang of warmth in his chest, one that nearly gets him to believe he's having a heart attack.
• your features were carved by the gods (thanks, liu kang!) and bi-han felt a strong desire to keep you all to himself. nobody else could appreciate you like he does, he's sure of it. it makes him angry how much he wants to forever admire you as his.
• there's no way a pathetic earthrealmer such as yourself gave him that reaction, no way no how. he's in denialllllll!! it makes him especially snappy.
• "don't look at me like that," he'll call out to you in a harsh tone. it makes you jump. were you looking at him in a certain way?
• "like what?" you ask, genuinely confused. truthfully, your eyes just so happened to fall onto him. there wasn't a single readable expression a sane person could pick out from your face. he was quite literally overreacting.
• "just... don't look at me," bi-han grumbles, turning away. he pulls his mask up against his face tighter, but his pink blush was embarrassingly evident.
• he's less coordinated, less calculated. and even still, his aggression doubles. he's mad that you make him nervous. a grandmaster like him shouldn't be nervous when he has an army to run.
• you plague his mind all hours of the day. he just can't afford to be distracted. not when he's in search of something greater. or maybe, that greater thing could be you, if he let his inhibition go.
tomas >
• he faces a similar dilemma to bi-han, except he's far worse at subsiding his emotion. standing behind his brother as he meets the new recruits, tomas literally cannot tear his eyes from your beauty.
• smoke seeps from his pores as he strains himself to fight back a blush, which ends up failing miserably. and now his brothers are coughing. and you're horribly amused by his nerves.
• tomas cannot help himself but give you constant heart eyes when you're around. bi-han has to coldly repeat himself countless times until tomas can capture the entire sentence in his brain if you're around.
•endless compliments, ones he tries to make sound innocent but he couldn't be casual if his life was on the line. he's fidgeting with his weapon and constantly leaning toward you without even realizing.
• "your skills are excellent, reader!" he'll charm you innocently after witnessing a sparring match with the monks. "your combat is unlike anything i've ever seen! you'll go far."
• you decrease his performance in the clan. he can't land his blows in a coordinated fashion for some time, because his stomach feels fluttery and his head feels dizzy every time he recalls how gorgeous you looked earlier in the day. many, many scoldings from his grandmaster follow.
• you leave him blushy and sweaty when you so much as exchange a quick glance - he looooves attention, so if you even think of complimenting him back? LORD.
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soulaires · 5 months
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cardan greenbriar family headcanons. your aaron warner was amazing btw.
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The Greenbriars.
pairings: dad!cardan x mom!reader
summary: Introducing the Greenbriar Family.
warnings: domestic fluff, ooc!cardan, mention of alcohol, family shenanigans, dad cardan, not proofread ...
note: omg! Thank you so much! Hope you love this one 🤍
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Cardan Greenbriar, the High King of Elfhame, sat upon his majestic throne and reclined in your shared space, the air hung with a quiet warmth as you, his beloved Queen of Elfhame, nervously fidgeted nearby.
"Cardan," you began, eyes meeting his with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety. "I have something to tell you." His gaze, worries and panick visible to his eyes fixed on yours, waiting for the words that lingered on the tip of your tongue.
Cardan instinctively wrap his hands around you, trying to calm you down.
“what is it, My love?” he asked, but you only stares at him, anxiety building ip to the both of you.
The silence stretched, prompting you to take a steadying breath. As you pulled away from his embrace, which did not help your husband to calm at all, you let the secret out.
"I'm pregnant," you confessed, the weight of the words settling in the air between you. His eyes widened for a fleeting moment before a slow grin spread across his face.
you are pregnant. Gods, you are pregnant! He is going to be a father!
"Pregnant?" Cardan repeated, disbelief giving way to a genuine, unrestrained joy. He stood, closing the distance between you, and gently cupped your face. "You're going to be a mother," he murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of astonishment and delight.
“And I am going to be a father...” He whispered as he pick you up and hugged you around.
A cascade of emotions washed over you both—excitement, uncertainty, and the undeniable joy that comes with the promise of new life. Cardan's hands found yours, intertwining fingers in a gesture that spoke volumes. "We're going to have a family," he declared, his voice rich with emotion.
The reality of impending parenthood settled in as you exchanged glances, both grappling with the enormity of the news. Cardan's fingers traced circles on the back of your hand, a silent reassurance. "Are you happy?" you asked, the vulnerability in your voice bared for him to see.
His laughter, deep and genuine, filled the room. "Happy doesn't even begin to cover it," Cardan replied, pulling you into a tender embrace. “I love you so much, We can do this together, okay?” You nodded, as you two hugged once again, your husband face buried in your neck.
"We'll need to prepare," he mused, a glint of determination in his eyes. "A nursery, perhaps?"
As the news spread through the kingdom, joy radiated from the palace, touching every corner of Elfhame. The High King and his Queen, expecting an heir.
Elfhame celebrated with grand feasts and festivities, the air filled with laughter and music.
Days turned into weeks, and your pregnancy became the talk of the realm. The royal court buzzed with excitement, and Cardan, once the stoic ruler, found himself sharing his happiness openly. He attended to his kingly duties with renewed vigor, fueled by the anticipation of becoming a father.
As your pregnancy progressed, Cardan became increasingly involved, attending appointments with the court healer and participating in the preparations for the nursery. Soft kisses on your forehead, a gentle touch to your belly, and whispered promises of love to the baby.
dad!cardan who after the revelation he stops and restrain himself from drinking.
the baby was your 4th tear wedding anniversary baby
he LOOOOVES pressing his face to upur stomach, peppering kisses and talking to the baby even if the bump is not visible.
he had a habit wrapping his tail around you!
He gets very protective
he also does not care what time is it if you ever wake him up in the middle of the night because your cravings are acting out
he loves the way you are being clingy, even having mood swings being away from him
which also he had, hates it when he is away from you.
He do whatever you wish you want
Really can not say no to you
Only wants the best for you and the baby
Oh hes very paranoid
then when the time was near, he is always by your side and taking care of you.
When your water broke, cardan was not with you and you started to panick
You quickly rung the bell to call for servants to assist you
The pain was unbearable so you let out a cry
Your husband heard you and immediately darted out to reach you.
He quickly swept you to his arms and rushed you to the bed and the healers were already filing up in the room. Tears ran down to your cheeks as you pressed your face to your husbands chest.
Cardan attempted to stay strong for you despite his fears coming at him, he holds your hand and kissed your temples as he whisperers assurances and cheering you on.
“Oh, my love, I’m here now. It would be okay.”
“Shh, don’t worry. You can do this.”
“I love you. I love you. You and the baby would be fine just breathe for me, darling.”
As a mixture of nerves and anticipation settled over both of you. The night when contractions finally began, Cardan's calm demeanor cradled your anxiety. In the hushed hours of the birthing room, he held your hand, a steadfast presence amidst the whirlwind of emotions.
When the cries of a newborn filled the air, the reality of parenthood embraced you both. Cardan, his eyes shimmering with unspoken awe, cradled the tiny bundle in his arms. "We did it," he whispered, his gaze never leaving your exhausted yet elated face.
It was a boy! You named him archer. Archie as a nickname.
jude become his godmother!
he wrote letter to archie for him to read in the future
Cardan who is willing to be sleepless so tou can have your much needed rest and to ensure baby archies safety and comfort.
The type of dad to do silly things just to embarrass and make your kid laugh!
His prioritie is you and archies happiness
Oh archie is spoiled rotten as you and your husband falls victim to the puppy dog eyes easily
who cried when archie have his first word!!
Of course it was “dada”
you softly smiled and hug him as he hold your son
you guys cuddle at night as he whispers sweet nothings to your ears.
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🪩 :: voicemail; hope you guys love this one as much with the aaron warner hcs do not worry this is not the last time you guys gonna see baby archie and dad!cardan 🤭 Also if you want to be in my Cardan Greenbriar taglist please let me know on my inbox or dm me! See you soonest <3
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jayke0 · 7 months
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I Can Feel You Both
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Pairing: Jake Lockley x Steven Grant x fem reader
Summary: kinktober day 5, Threesome!
Rating: 18+
Warnings/content: kind of relationship between the boys, Boston accent Jake, polyamorous relationship, separate bodies through some khonshu type magic, dirty talk, light degrading, praise, unprotected p in v, creampie, anal (f receiving), multiple orgasms, , lmk if there's anything else i should add :).
Word count: 894
Credit: @automnepoet for proofreading ily.
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"i'm gonna put it in now, ok mi vida?"
You feel Jake's hot breath draw goosebumps along your neck as he presses the tip against your lesser used hole.
You're sandwiched between Jake and a pillow, with Steven holding your leg over his shoulder, already deep inside you as far as he can go.
"Yeah, want you both filling me up" You whine, and then feel Jake stretching you open as his cock slips inside you, blunt tip pushing through your tenseness till he's filled you to the hilt. A groan comes from both of the men, and you guess that Steven must be able to feel Jake's length through your walls.
"That good love? 'S it make you feel good being filled like this?" Steven asks through pants, it being evident that simply the idea of this is making him lose his mind and grip your thigh tightly.
You squirm a little before nodding "it's good, please move though… either of you, i don't care which one."
A chuckle leaves Jake's lips "desperate, ain't ya? I mean, you're always beggin' for atleast one of us inside ya, and now you've got a taste of both, ya just want more," he purrs and pushes your hair out of your face so that he can kiss the corner of your mouth, "well, since ya asked for it-"
Steven seems just as taken off guard as you are when Jake starts thrusting into your heat, not too harsh, but enough to take your breath away for a second and make you whimper.
"Good girl" he praises in your ear, his tongue licking a stripe up the back of your neck to make you shiver. His eyes are drawn to Steven, who seems to be watching you in awe as you take Jake's girth, "you just gonna watch, cabrón? Or are ya actually gonna do somethin' with that cock?"
Steven snaps out of his trance and gives Jake a look as if to tell him to shut up, before he does as he's told, a moan instantly leaving his lips while he pulls out and thrusts back into you, your walls fluttering around him in reaction. "Ohhhh love, shit, holy shit Jake i can feel you." Your suspicions are confirmed then, and it makes you whail a pathetic whimper.
"Oh, angel likes that huh? Ya like hearing us talk to each other?" Jake teases while his teeth nip your earlobe "such a damn slut" he growls as his hips snap a little faster behind you, making you grip his wrist and nod frantically. His hand slides between your legs to ease your throbbing clit "keep fuckin' her, just like that Steven, you're doin' so good" Jake sneers with a smirk "she looooves our cocks filling her, bet ya wish Marc was here to occupy that mouth too, huh?"
You and Steven both moan at the mention of Marc "i do i do" you repeat frantically as the orgasm builds in your body and spreads to your toes like hot white fire.
Steven's grip has gotten tighter on your leg and his thrusts are less careful, instead he's brutally thrusting into you hard enough to bruise your walls, "shit pet, i wanna watch Marc f-uck your mouth… agh.. bet you'd take it so well-"
To keep up with Steven, Jake starts thrusting at the same pace, just at different times to make sure atleast one of their cocks is inside you "c'mon sweetheart, i feel ya clenchin' on me… fuck so tight.. you're grippin' my cock so good- cum for us, mi vida-"
That's all Jake can get out before he's moaning loudly as you clench down on him hard, your body being set alight with the orgasm running through your nerves and making your chest arch forwards…just to have Jake pull you back towards him.
"One more love, please, i'm so bloody close.." Steven begs while continuing to thrust into your throbbing heat, Jake using exactly the same velocity on your stretched hole, "yeah angel, give us one more, then ya can feel us… fill ya up" Jake adds while his fingers circle your now pulsing clit again.
Your hips buck against Jake's hand needily as both of their thrusts start to falter, even Jake finding it difficult to keep up with Steven's pace. "Good boy Steven, doin' so good- fuck! You're doin' good-" he growls, which ultimately results in a loud whimper from Steven as he folds in on himself and rests his head on your hip, shooting white hot ropes inside you with almost pained moans.
Jake feels Steven's cock throb through your still pulsing walls and his fingers rub your clit faster, making you twitch and struggle in his grasp "Jake Jake!-" you cry, arm moving back to wrap around his neck while your body is hit with another orgasm. That's all Jake needs before he's cumming inside you too, low growls and grunts spill from his lips like the arousal spilling inside you "fuck angel- fuuuuckk."
After a while, you're the first to speak "i love you, both" you glance at them sleepily with a soft smile "sooo so much." Jake fights off a smile, whereas Steven is beaming "love you too.. love" he says before leaning down to press a kiss to your lips, Jake doing the same on your neck.
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Prompts by: @/flightlessangelwings
Tagging people: @cowboymarcs @sad1st1c-wh0re @poopoobuttsy @boredzillenial @mllover260 @simpforbritgents @saevenswelt @partssoldseparately @keira-kaz2y5 @theincredibleinkspitter @l-lune @red-hydra @queerponcho
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kangals · 2 months
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writing this down for my own reference, since i've realized i can't remember shit about stellina's puppy phases: grading Kepler on how he’s been progressing over the past month (8 - 13 weeks):
food (drive, appetite, sensitivity): 🟢 loves to eat, very motivated but not frantic/pica-esque, no GI upset so far
leash walking: 🟢 doing really well on both flat collar and harness.
sleeping: 🟢/🟡 - GREAT at night, sleeps for a solid 8-9 hours. during the day seems to fight against tiredness and naps very lightly, then gets cranky/overtired.
crating: 🟢/🔴 - GREAT at night. during the day he'll load up happily into the crate but has issues actually settling/sleeping. need to figure out where the discrepancy is coming from.
potty training: 🔴 this boy be pissin
general training: 🟢 loves loves looooves being trained, super focused. knows sit, come, crate, nose target, paw target. working on a down and stay/leave it currently.
manners: 🟢/🟡 good about not biting, takes treats nicely, generally listens to my verbal warnings, isn't destructive. he is starting to demand bark/jump up on me, which we're working on curbing.
grooming: 🟢/🟡 needs to be distracted with food but he's tolerated a bath, nail dremeling, brushing, tooth brushing, and ear cleaning. due for another bath soon so we'll see how that goes.
cars: 🟡 whiny but does ok on car rides. no car sickness.
outings/socialization: 🟢 has done really well in new environments, very engaged and curious but doesn't get overwhelmed. have gotten spooked a few times but recovered well.
other dogs: 🟡 very dog-focused (typical for puppy, he may grow out of it), doesn't bark or get frantic but he has a hard time shifting attention from them. does listen to stern corrections, but tends to bulldoze through more gentle ones - plays overly rough and has to be separated from stellina frequently.
other people: 🟢 friendly and curious and loves to meet people, but focusing pretty well when i ask him to ignore. did good around a small child but was a little wary of being approached too fast, which is normal.
small animals: 🟢 curious and excited about the cat but not obsessive, called away easily. will chase squirrels and birds but not intensely.
overall i'd give him a 🟢 with a few caveats (really need to work on daytime settling/crating, and god please make any sort of progress with house training). my overall impression is that he's confident and stable, with a little more innate caution than stellina but conversely he also doesn't get overwhelmed nearly as easily - less impulsive and more resilient, which has both pros and cons. i'll repeat this in another month and i'm very curious to see how he progresses as he starts growing out of the generic-puppy personality.
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the-massive-simp · 8 months
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Could I request Tighnari's s/o brushing his hair and tail for him while he reads?
YES OF COURSE U CAN MY SWEET ANON- I loooove tighnari and his cute fluffly ears and tails, and i always wanted to write some fluff with reader and them! hope you like this♡
//gender neutral reader//
♡requests open♡
You were sitting on the sofa, drinking your afternoon tea and reading a good book that alhaitham recommended to you. It had been a sunny day, and some rays of golden light were still entering the room by the window, even if it was getting quite late. You were so absorbed by your book that you didn't notice your boyfriend entering the room and coming behind you. He leaned down and sneaked his arms around your neck and he kissed your cheek, making you gasp. "Hello love". "Oh hi babe! I didn't notice you, sorry". He murmured something in your neck, before coming to lay down with his face buried in your tummy. You smiled, and put down your book. You started to caress his hair, while asking him about his day. He answered all of your question, but you could tell he was tired and didn't feel like having a proper conversation. He turned around and grabbed your book, reading it aloud to you. You leaned back on the sofa, listening to him, while you scratched lightly behind his fluffly ears. His tail wagged a little at your actions and you smiled. After a few chapters, he stopped reading and put down the book. "Why did you stop?". "I want your full attention now". He pushed you on the cushions before laying on your chest, hugging your torso tightly. Your fingers found their place back on his head, starting to pet him again. After a while, thinking that he was sleeping, you stopped your movements. Almost immediately he pushed his head against you. He grumbled something against your chest. "Can you repeat? I didn't quite get that". "Keep going please". Well, how could you say no to him?
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skz317cb97 · 10 months
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Drunk Confessions pt 2
Minho x Female reader
Word count: 1.9K
Synopsis: What happens when you drunk dial the wrong person and confess your love for Minho
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A/N: 18+ ONLY! Part 2 of the SKZ Drunk Confessions! This one is on the softer side but I hope you all like it. Warnings and smut below the cut.
Warnings 18+ ONLY MDNI! Cursing/strong language, unprotected piv sex, cream pie. That's it this one is kind of soft. If by chance I did miss something that should be added please let me know and I will add it asap!
You were lying in bed after a night out drinking with girlfriends. Your mind was a swirl of emotions and alcohol after thinking about your crush Minho and having way too many apple pie shots.
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The shots were so good though and went down so easily and apparently you did too after about eight of them. Your friends had to drag you up to your apartment, one of them just crashing on your couch. You needed to talk, to vent, but you didn’t want to wake her. You’d been enough trouble for her for one night. 
You decided to call Jisung and get some of this out of you, he would listen to you vent about your stupid crush as long as you needed him to. You needed a Jisung vent session asap. You grabbed your phone, not paying attention to what time it was, and squinted at it, tapping at the screen until you heard ringing. 
 It was 3am when Minho’s phone rang. He squinted and saw your contact photo on his screen and answered immediately worried there might be an emergency. It wasn’t like you to call him so late. 
“Y/n? Hello?” You snickered and let out a sigh. 
“Youuu sounded like Minho jus now Sungie.” Oh you were way drunk. 
“Y/n it is-” You cut him off. 
“Jisung I love ‘im somuch I’m you sound like him. You know only you can know though so shhhh don’t tell Minho.” He couldn’t help but laugh, endeared by your drunken state. 
“I won’t tell him. Don’t worry.” You giggled again. 
“I know Sungie. Do you think he has any idea?” Minho hummed. 
“I think he might have a clue.” You sighed heavily. 
“Then why’s he so unavailable? He doesn’t like me back?” He disagreed. 
“Hmm no I think he does, I think he only realized recently that you feel the same way he does.” You let out a dreamy sigh. 
“You really think that Sungie? You think he loves me too?” 
“Yes I do.” Minho confessed. 
“Why don’t you get some rest and we’ll talk tomorrow.” You hummed already half asleep on the phone with him. 
“Kay Sungs. Loooove you!” Minho laughed. 
“I love you too.” The next morning your friend that crashed over woke you to let you know she was leaving and you decided to get up and make some coffee to try and combat the hangover that was setting in. As soon as you took that first soul wakening sip of that black gold you heard a knock on your door. Assuming it was your friend who left something you shouted to come in and low and behold Minho came walking into the kitchen. 
“OH! Min, I thought it was Addy coming back. What are you doing here?” He smirked at you. 
“I thought you might want to discuss our conversation from last night a bit more thoroughly.” You were confused. 
“Have you officially lost it Min, we didn’t talk last night. I drunk dialed Jisung and then crashed hard.” He was chuckling very amused. 
“No you drunk dialed me thinking it was Jisung. Go on look at your call log.” You grabbed your phone and opened it and sure enough the last phone call out was not Jisung but Minho. 
“Oh.” You were leaning against your counter and Minho walked towards you, placing a hand on the counter on each side of you effectively trapping you. 
“Yes oh indeed. You said some things last night that I feel like you should have been sharing with me instead of Jisung.” You tried to play stupid, like you didn’t remember anything, even though you knew it was pointless. 
“Did I? Funny, what did I say.” He raised one of his sharp eyebrows at you. 
“You know.” You shook your head no. 
“You knooow...” He repeated, you stood there silent refusing to admit it out loud. 
“You like me no no you looooooove me.” He poked your nose and continued in a sing song voice. 
“You loooove me, you L.O.V.E. meee-” You got upset. 
“Don’t tease me! It’s not nice to tease someone because they have a crush.” You pushed him away and stormed off. Minho followed and gently grabbed you by the hand stopping you. You pulled your hand away mad. 
“You let a person down gently when you don’t like them back Min you don’t boop their nose and tease them.” Minho shook his head. 
“Don’t like you ba- did you listen to anything Jisung, well I, said last night?” You stopped and thought. You really didn’t remember everything. You had been tired. 
“I told you that I liked you too y/n. That I love you too.” Your heart skipped a beat hearing those words come from those beautiful lips. Minho stepped closer, leaned in and kissed you. His pouty lips softly pressing against yours. He pulled a breath away. 
“I love you y/n.” Your eyes got big and teary. 
“I love you too Min.” He kissed you again and you both broke the kiss laughing. 
“Sooo does this make you my girlfriend now?” You smiled ear to ear hearing him call you that and nodded. 
“I think so...” He smiled too. 
“Good can I take my girlfriend on a date tonight?” 
“Of course, I’d love to go out with you tonight Min.” He raised that eyebrow again. 
“Not too hung over.” You shook your head. 
“Never.”  
“Then be ready at 7 beautiful I’ll be here to pick you up for dinner and we’ll skip drinks.” You laughed agreeing. He kissed you one more time and left you to go about your day and get ready.  
At 7 Minho picked you up and took you out for burgers and fries at your favorite diner. You went for a walk by the river and then he drove you home. He’d been a perfect gentleman the entire night but still his regular Minho self.
You stood at your open door and just as Minho was about to say something you kissed him. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders and your lips parted, your tongue invading his mouth. Minho gripped your hips and kissed you back. It was so intense, hearts racing, blood boiling.
Minho unapologetically lit your whole body on fire when he touched you, kissed you. When you both broke the kiss to breathe you laughed, your foreheads pressed together.  
“You know what’s the great thing about the first date with someone you’ve known a long time?” You asked and he shook his head. You leaned in to Minho’s ear. 
“If you want, you can fuck guilt free.” He looked at you, his eyebrows raised and a smirk plastered on his face. 
“Is that so.” You nodded. 
“Mhmm.” Minho was just about to say something else but you pulled the lapels of his jacket kissing him, backing into your apartment, pulling him with you. 
“I like a girl who’s not afraid to take control...” Minho suddenly kicked the door closed and pushed you against the wall. 
“But don’t be fooled into thinking I’ll just let you.” He kissed you hard and bit your lip teasing you. His lips and teeth trailed down your neck. 
“Fuck, Min, please don’t tease me.” He groaned. 
“Ughh, teasing is the best part.” His lips ghosted across your skin and you got goosebumps. 
“Not tonight please, just need you.” You grabbed his face and kissed him. 
“Take me to bed.” You jumped wrapping your legs around Minho’s body. He caught you his hands firmly holding you up by your ass. 
“Make me yours Min.” You kissed him again. Minho carried you to your room, set you down on your feet and spun you so your back was facing him. He slapped your ass. 
“Go on then, get those clothes off beautiful.” You rubbed the spot on your ass and smirked at him before stripping your clothes while he removed his own. Minho climbed on your bed, sat against your head board and patted his lap. 
“Come on then, here’s your seat.” You giggled and climbed over crawling up his legs and sitting on his lap. His hand trailed down your cheek. 
“Hey beautiful.” You got a little shy suddenly, sitting there naked on Minho’s lap him looking at you like that, like the only thing in the room, the only thing in the world. 
“Hey.” He held your face and kissed you. 
“You good?” You nodded biting your lips and Minho smiled. 
“Good.” You kissed him again, deeper. You made out on his lap for a little while and once you couldn’t take having only his lips you positioned yourself over his cock and sank down on him. 
“FUCK!” Minho gripped your hips once he was fully inside you. 
“Give me just a second there beautiful, fuck!” Minho didn’t realize how good it would feel inside you and he needed just a minute or he might blow way too soon leaving you very not satisfied and he couldn’t do that.
You did as Minho asked and gave him a moment. You were in no hurry. Finally, after a minute of willing his balls to calm the fuck down, Minho gave you the signal that you could start moving. When you did he felt amazing inside you. 
“God Min, you feel so good.” You started a rhythm riding him, gripping his shoulders for support. Minho just held your hips and let you go, watching you take what you wanted was such a turn on for him. 
“Such a good girl, ride me so well, feels unreal.” You smiled and leaned in to kiss him more while you continued to chase your orgasm that was approaching quickly. 
“I’m... god I’m gonna cum!” Minho just held you not wanting to mess up the rhythm you had. 
“Take it jagi yea? Cum for me.” You wrapped your arms around him tightly and held on as waves of ecstasy washed over your whole body. 
“Yesyesyesyes! God fuck yes Minho!” You finally sat still in his lap shaking from your orgasm and kissed slowly, passionately. Minho moved putting you on your back taking his place between your legs.  
“You really are so beautiful.” You started blushing. 
“I love you Minho.” He leaned down and kissed you. 
“I love you too.” He kissed you again and this time he sank into you. He wrapped one of your legs around his waist and pushed in deeper. 
“FUCK! YES!” Hearing you lit Minho’s fire and he started to fuck you harder. 
“So good god yes! So beautiful, my gorgeous jagiya!” You held on for dear life as Minho fucked you. 
“Min please, cum for me please.” He groaned and rested his forehead in the crook of your neck. You thread your fingers through the hair at his nape and whispered in his ear. 
“Cum. For me. Cum for me Minho. I’m yours.” He moaned and pushed deep inside you as he came. 
“Yes, fuck, so soft, so warm.” He laid down on top of you and you traced your fingers up and down his back as you both came down. After a moment he took a deep breath and rolled off of you and pulling you over onto him. You rested your head against his chest and listened to his steady heart beat as it lulled you to sleep. 
“I’m glad I drunk dialed you last night instead of Jisung.” You said half asleep out of nowhere. You nuzzled in on the edge of passing out entirely. 
“Me too beautiful,” Minho chuckled. 
“Me too.” 
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pourcap · 11 months
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thoughts: kr chapter 14
Damen spent two fruitless hours with Nikandros trying to plot a course (...), until Laurent wandered in and outlined a plan so outrageous that Damen had said yes with the feeling that his mind was splitting apart. how much pleasure do you think laurent got out of damen going with his plan instead of nikandros'?
(...) the young, triple-crowned Pallas, Lazar, who had whistled at him, (...) i would like a pallas x lazar spinoff
(...) Damen tried not to think too deeply about the reasons why Laurent thought it necessary to bring a physician. i reread chapter 13 and honestly i wouldn't be surprised if damen was worried about injury while laurent was planning for something else, like jokaste said: "he has his own plans." idk what he's expecting to happen but maybe the 'outrageous plan' and paschal being with them means more? ugh no idea
(...) ‘I see. My wife is the leverage for my good behaviour?’ ‘That’s right,’ said Laurent. is it just me or is easily admitting to something not really characteristic of laurent? i want to know how he said it. was it just "that's right" or was it "that's right" with a glint of "you're so dumb" flickering in his eyes? every chapter i read i think of that one part in book 1 (i think??) where damen tells laurent he doesn't think laurent does anything without ten different motives (that's me paraphrasing obv, i can't remember the exact words :/)
Damen dropped the pitcher. stop
Laurent’s arms were bare. His throat was bare. His collarbone was bare, and most of his thighs, his long legs, and all of his left shoulder. Damen stared at him. horny damen is back!!!! <3333
Laurent sat down. (...) It was even shorter sitting down. he's not even listening, is he?
'Yes. Sorry,’ said Damen. And then: ‘What were you saying?“ lmao i loooove damen so much
They had only twelve soldiers. Twelve-ish, amended Damen, thinking of Paschal and Guion. let me repeat that: i love damen (and his sass)
of course nikandros disagrees. remember when laurent asked damen if he thought nikandros would like him? i guess we all know the answer lol (maybe someday ☻)
'I wish to restate my strong objection,’ said Nikandros. ‘It’s noted,’ said Damen. I LOOOVE DAMEN
Even so, Damen heard himself saying. ‘You can’t just barge in on—’ ‘Open the wagon,’ said the Captain, ignoring him. if only this dude knew who he's really speaking to
also how are they getting out of this lol
Laurent stepped out of the wagon, (...). He said, ‘How did you convince Jokaste to play along with the guards?’ ‘I didn’t,’ said Laurent. no way
He tossed the wad of blue silk in his hands to one of the soldiers to dispose of, then shrugged into his jacket in a rather mannish gesture. IN A RATHER MANNISH GESTURE
laurent is so hot
i'm so sorry but he's literally so hot
"Don't think about it too much,' said Damen. can you believe how far laurent and damen have come? the easy acceptance of each other's personalities, the appreciation for how much they've helped and will continue to help each other by one person making up for what the other lacks, the absence of judgement? and just, in general, how well they know each other by now? i just love them. i love them.
Laurent held out his hand to escort her back from the supply wagon into the main wagon, a bored Veretian gesture. Her eyes had the same bored look as she took his hand. ‘You’re lucky we’re alike,’ she said, stepping down. They looked at one another like two reptiles. i imagine nikandros staring at damen right now and i know exactly what his face would look like
(...) ‘I’ll be swift, and I’ll take our best rider with me.’ ‘That’s me,’ said Laurent, wheeling his horse. i just think they're very sexy
'The undergrowth was thinner when I was a boy.’ ‘Or you were.' stop flirting omg (jk pls go on)
damen constantly thinking about all the nice places he wants to take laurent and the people he wants to introduce him to and the memories he wants to make with him... it's doing things to me. he's so in love. they're so in love. <3
'You left the dress in the wagon,’ said Damen. ‘Thank you, I do have other ways of getting past a sentry.' yay more flirting!
'You’re late,’ said Damen. ‘I brought you a souvenir.’ Laurent tossed Damen an apricot. Damen could feel the quiet exultation of Laurent’s men, while the Akielons looked a little dazed. laurenttttt (i said that with a squeal)
‘Is this how you do things in Vere?’ ‘You mean effectively?’ said Laurent. (...) lauuuureeeennttttt <33333 (he's so cute and i love him and i know damen's competency kink just flared up again but can laurent pls stop needling nikandros lol)
(...) Earlier, Laurent had tossed Damen his bedroll and said, ‘Unpack this,’ and Pallas had almost challenged him to a duel for the insult. (...) imagine if pallas knew even half of all that happened between damen and laurent lol. also it's not like damen is a perfect gentleman but, you know. i appreciate the loyalty (and love pallas)
Damen poured a shallow cup of wine and passed it to the soldier beside him (Pallas), and there was a long silence in which Pallas stood obviously garnering every piece of courage that he had to reach out and take it. damen is so good to his men; i love that he knows pallas meant well, so this is a nice gesture. also, bc it's just impossible to ignore: damen is so hot.
Laurent strolled up to the impasse, threw himself down on the log next to Damen, and in an expressionless voice launched into the story of the brothel adventure that had earned him the blue dress, which was so unabashedly filthy it made Lazar blush, and so funny it had Pallas wiping his eyes. (...) i just got super emotional bc remember when in the beginning of book 2, damen told laurent he needed to bond with his men in a way that wasn't just manipulation and laurent said he didn't have time for that? i love that it's happening now, and has of course been happening for a while, but that laurent is coming more out of his shell and actually enjoying himself now and then.
Pallas did a decent impression of Paschal’s riding. Lazar watched Pallas with lazy admiration. It wasn’t the impression he was admiring. Damen bit into the apricot. 1) i will read all the lazar x pallas fics there are. 2) damen always noticing the soldiers flirting is so funny to me. first jord and aimeric, now these two
laurent and damen lying side by side under the stars ahhhhh
'You smell of horse,’ said Damen. ‘It’s how I got past the dog.' whyyyy am i so emotional? can you believe i'm crying over damen saying laurent smells lol
'You want me wandering around the Akielon countryside naked at night?’ And then, ‘You smell just as much of horse as I do.’ ‘More,’ said Damen. He was smiling. he was smiling !!!! and i am crying now :)
'They’re Artesian. Aren’t they? From the old empire, Artes. They say it used to span both our countries.' bring it back! bring back artes!
Damen heard himself say it. ‘There’s a summer palace in Ios outside the capital. (...)' His pulse beat with uncharacteristic nerves, so that he felt almost shy. ‘When all this is over . . . we could take horses and stay a week in the palace.’ (...) He felt Laurent holding himself carefully, and there was a strange pause. After a moment, Laurent said, softly, ‘I’d like that.’ you know how i just said i was crying? i am sobbing now :) damen and laurent both being shy and cute and in love and full of yearning for peace and happiness 😭 I love them so much 😭
that was such a good chapter :')
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miuszn · 1 year
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Hi ;), how are you? you can make a headcanons of dealer college student Ellie Williams with fem reader, please :)
hi anon !! i rlly rlly love the hcs of college student + dealer!ellie like wow that’s def her .. i have a few hcs so i’m gonna share some of my favs with u !! ( note : i’ve looked for hcs like this before so i might accidentally repeat some that might’ve been posted already !! if that’s the case lmk so i can give credit , it’s never my intention to copy anyone T_T)
dealer!college student!ellie x fem reader hcs
♡ she earns lots of money from it , and i mean like , a lot . ( at least for a college student ) which means she spoils u lots n lots .. whenever ur out w her and u point out something , whether it be a dress or bag or anything else , that u like and think looks super cute , she insists on buying it for u . even tho u tell her every time it isn’t necessary and she doesn’t have to buy u anything , she tells u to not worry and that she does it bc she loves seeing u happy <3
♡ u guys r literal polar opposites . like . super different . everyone was so surprised when u guys said u were dating .. but yk they say opposites attract :)
♡ HATES when u do her makeup but only ever allows it when she’s high .. u take pics of her n show her after n she’s mad embarassed n keeps telling u to delete them but u refuse hehe
♡ gets jealous whenever u smoke without her . especially if it was w someone else . and god forbid she finds out THEY gave u a joint and it wasn’t one of hers .. she likes to say it’s bc u never know what’s other ppl can put in them but truth is , she just takes genuine offense to it
♡ gives u a million discounts .. she likes to call them “ pretty girl discounts “
♡ u loooove tagging along w her when she makes deliveries , but she always makes u stay in the car bc she wants u to be safe
♡ she only ever makes edibles whenever ur baking together bc she can’t bake for shit so she has to rely on u . oops . she can’t even make those brownie mixes u only have to add water and an egg she somehow fucks it up .
♡ when u first started smoking , she insisted u only do it around her so she can watch u and make sure ur safe bc “ people can be dangerous n u never know what can happen “
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zewninz · 1 year
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wherever you stray, i follow <3
bachira meguru x gn reader !
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☆ in which isagi calls you over to a bar to take care of your drunk friend, bachira.
1.3k words, sfw, fluff, drunk bachira, mentions of alcohol and wine, characters are slightly aged up, lots of l-bombs, minor swearing, lowercase intended.
a/n: i haven’t wrote in so long... i was inspired by smth weird to write this, so idk how to feel but um enjoy if ur reading this!!
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upon entering the bar, you shove your way through the big crowd, the air is warm and thick. eventually, you spot isagi standing with his arms crossed next to bachira who is clearly in an intoxicated state—his hair quite disheveled and his cheeks a warm flush. isagi seems like he had a few drinks as well but still quite sober, unlike your other friend.
“it’s yoouuu!” bachira giggles, reaching out for you with half-lidded eyes. isagi just groans.
“it’s whoooo?” amused, you laugh his random choice of greeting. bachira thinks the sound is pretty.
"yoouuu!" bachira repeats, leaning in just slightly. his warm breath fans over your ear. his words are a bit slurred. your heart jumps at the sudden proximity.
“meeee?”
“i loooove you,” bachira says as he circles his arms around you, tugging you closer. you catch a faint whiff of the sweet wine on his breath, and he buries himself on your shoulder.
you turn to see a confused isagi watching the whole thing. for some reason, he doesn’t look weirded out at all. in fact, he looks. . . amused? you send him a help me look.
“meguru? you don’t mean that, you’re drunk,” you elicit a nervous laugh. you could hear isagi stifle a snicker.
“why noooot?" pair of glassy eyes peeks up at you.
pouting, you repeat, "you’re not sober. . .”
"and you're soooo sober?"
isagi snickers a little louder from the side. even when drunk, bachira seems like he’s just having fun, you remind yourself.
“can you take him home?" isagi questions you, offering you an apologetic smile.
"ya, sure, ts’ what i’m here for. just pray that i have enough strength to carry him," you let out a breathy laugh, “thank you, though, for watching over him until i got here.” "f’course, i’ll see you both tomorrow,” isagi bids his farewell before he starts heading towards the exit of the bar.
“byeeee,” bachira slurs out, his arms are around you still, one on your waist and the other by your neck. he was too close. much too close for your ragged heart to accept. “i loooove you…” there it goes again. this time he says it louder as if it would make any difference. as if it would make you believe him this time.
still, your heart flutters at his words. “nah, say that when you’re finally sober,“ you attempt to joke.
“ts’ a dare, huh?” bachira raised an eyebrow at you. his grip on you is firm, his face inches away from yours. there was a playful glint in his eyes. “alright then. . . i loooove you.” he looks so innocent, repeating that, clearly forgetting what you had just said.
“you are still drunk. . .”
“so what?” bachira is tipsy, anyone could tell.
he leans down to press a chaste, drunken kiss to your neck and his warm breath washes over you, you are taken off guard, you can feel your skin shiver under his lips.
bachira pulls back, a darker crimson dusting his cheeks. he, then, gives you a sheepish smile. “you liked it, didn’t ya?
fuck, bachira. what am i supposed to say to that. . .? you adore him, he doesn’t know that. and it would be a lie to say you didn’t like it. you won’t admit it out loud, though. never.
I scoffed, "no. . . why did you do that?”
he doesn’t answer.
“meguru, you're my friend." 
“wanna be more than that?" his breathy, low tone sends a shiver down your spine. you swear you could hear your heart pounding.
you clear your voice when you nearly choke on your words, “you're just playing around,"
“am i, now?" 
“you wouldn’t just say that.”
“maybe it’s the alcohol talking, but i’m sure if i were sober, my answer wouldn’t change.”
your face burns, and your breath hitches, “you’re too much,”
“you aren’t answering my question, y’know.” his voice is soft and sweet, and you couldn’t help but ponder if he is just teasing you or actually being genuine.
“ask me tomorrow,” you decide to tease back.
“hmm?” there’s a hint of longing in his expression. “ask you tomorrow or ask you right now?”
“meguru. . .” you feel lightheaded, the air felt thicker.
“i don’t mind taking an answer right now.”
“as if you will remember it in the morning.”
“you wanna make that a bet?” his eyes roam your face.
“nope, you’re just messing around with me.”
“mmm, that depends. what do you think?” his eyes twinkle with amusement as his hand runs through your hair.
you’re not sure how you feel about him invading your personal space this way, “I don’t know what you want me to say. . .” you are rendered speechless.
“am i bothering you?” he inquires, his voice is so sweet. “just want you to be honest with me, y’know. . .”
“no you could never bother me,” you softly say, putting your hand atop his warm one that has trailed down from your hair to your cheek. your thumb rubs circles on it.
“f’real?”
your surroundings seems to blur, and your mind fogs up. ironic how he is the one who’s drunk but the heat from his touch is making you tipsy, drunk on his touch, drunk on his words.
you poorly attempt to slice the thick tension, “mhm, after all, i am now your designated babysitter after isagi dipped on you.”
a small chuckle escapes bachira’s lips. “babysitter, hm?” he mumbles, you can still smell the faint scent of alcohol on his breath. “and are you enjoying this babysitting duty of yours?”
“how can i not?” a sarcastic grin was visible on your face, “no, but seriously, i don’t mind taking care of you, ‘cause i know you’d do the same if i was the one who’s drunk. not that I’d ever get drunk.” your tone turns soft.
“not that you’d ever get drunk?” the faintest hint of a smile grew on his lips. “you sure now?” his voice drops softer as he say this, “because a drunk you would look pretty adorable.” your heart flutters at his words.
damn you, meguru. “shut up,” is all you managed to say. 
bachira lets out a small laugh. “or what?” he teases, grinning mischievously. “if i don’t shut up? what’re ya gonna about it?” a challenging done was prominent in his voice.
you could say that you will kiss the hell out of him until he shut up, but you can’t take advantage of the situation. you respect him, you always have.
he’s still clinging onto you, his warm breath fanning over your face and neck. for whatever reason, there’s a part of you that’s liking how close and personal he’s getting. a part of you that’s liking this.
you answer his question, instead, “i’ll leave your ass alone here.”
“ouch. . . if i do? if i shut up?”
“i carry you back to your place, then. good thing i drove here.”
“you’re no fun, y’know that?” though he gives you cheeky smile, you catch the lingering faintest trace of disappointment in his voice. “you’re always so good,” he whines, you can’t exactly make out the tone behind it, “why can’t you ever just. . . let lose?”
your heart softens at his comment, and you avoid the question once again. “so, are you planning to stay here forever or. . .” you remember that you both are still at the bar. “you wanna go home so you can rest?”
once again, bachira laughs softly. “you choose. . .” he whispers. “after all, the bee goes where his queen bee wishes him to go.”
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thank you for reading! likes & reblogs r appreciated. wrote this while listening to willow by taylor. swiftie at heart fr <3
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icarusignite · 1 year
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So i have a weird reaquest heheh i just read you finan x reader where they die instead of osferth and the final sentence being about them meeting in heaven SO i got this idea about like in the next life maybe like a modern AU they meet by accident in our time like idk the boys go to a bar or something after a day of work and she is there and Finan just feels like they know each other and something and massive fluff!!!
Thank you<3333
A/N: Heyyoo, I love love loved this request, so cute. Hope you like this fic. I had alot of fun writing the "in another world" vibes lol. This is my first time writing modern AU so apologies if it's abit nonsensey.
Word Count: 2.5K
Pairing: Finan x Fem! Reader (no use of y/n), Modern AU
AO3
In this labyrinth of time, our souls entwined
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The bar hummed with an energetic atmosphere, vibrant and alive. Warm, dimmed lights cast a golden glow across the space, illuminating the polished wooden surfaces and richly upholstered seating. The air was filled with the mingling scents of aged whiskey, fragrant hops, and delectable cuisine, creating an inviting aroma that embraced the four men who had just entered.
The sounds of conversation, laughter, and clinking glasses merged harmoniously, creating a symphony of human connection. Patrons leaned against the sleek bar, engaged in animated discussions, their voices rising and falling like waves crashing on a distant shore. Bartenders, skilled and swift, expertly crafted cocktails, their movements a well-practiced dance behind the counter. The clatter of shakers, the clinking of ice, and the pop of corks added a rhythmic backdrop to the bustling scene. There was also the occasional burst of applause that erupted from a corner where groups engaged in friendly games of darts or pool. The walls were adorned with eclectic artwork, vintage posters, and memorabilia, and the music, carefully curated to suit the mood, resonated throughout the room. 
As for Finan, Osferth, Uhtred, and Sihtric, they navigated their way through the bustling crowd, exchanging nods and friendly greetings with familiar faces along the way. Their destination was a cozy booth nestled against the far wall, worn leather seats beckoning like old friends. The table, scarred with marks of countless conversations and camaraderie, stood as a testament to the memories made within its embrace and the friends settled into their respective spots, each claiming their corner of comfort. 
"Now, Osferth," Finan teased, nudging his friend playfully. "Remember, moderation is key tonight. We don't want a repeat of last time, do we?"
"Hey, that was not my fault!" Osferth retorted. "Sihtric was the one who made that stupid wager."
"Well, whatever it was, your girlfriend wasn't too happy about having to drag your drunk ass back home when we called her," Sihtric smirked.
Uhtred rolled his eyes, "How'd someone like you even get a girlfriend Osferth?"
"You're just jealous that our boy here is in an actually stable relationship. Maybe you should learn a lesson or two from him?" Finan threw an arm around the blushing younger boy. 
"What, and deny the ladies all this?" Uhtred spread his arms wide and gestured to himself, making the table erupt in snickers. 
Osferth's face reddened slightly as he chuckled, his eyes flickering with embarrassment, "I'll make sure I don't lose it today. I don't really wanna bother her."
"Awww, he's in loooove," everyone cooed together, making Osferth blush harder.
"Can we-uh-can we just order, please!"
Uhtred raised his hand and summoned one of the waitresses over. She was a confident-looking woman, and when she caught sight of the boys, her eyes sparkled with familiarity and warmth. 
"Evening, gentlemen. What can I get for you today?" she grinned. "Will it just be the usual?"
Uhtred raised a hand to his heart, "Oh you flatter us Amelia, you know us so well."
"It's only right that I remember the order of my best tippers," she winked.
"I supposed it does help that we come in here every Friday night and order the exact same thing?" Sihtric raised an eyebrow playfully.
"I suppose. So yes, the usual then?"
"Thanks, Amelia, you're a doll," Uhtred smiled widely and leaned conspiratorially toward her. "And by the way-"
"Nuh-uh, don't try that with me," Amelia tapped her pen against her notepad. "Cassie from last week was here earlier and she did not look happy."
"Hmm, I wonder what that was about."
"Uhtred..." she warned, equal parts amused and annoyed.
"Oh c'mon, it's not my fault she got attached. It was a one-night kind of thing."
"Uhtred, Uhtred, Uhtred."
"Amelia, Amelia, Amelia, your disappointment in me stings."
Amelia rolled her eyes, "Good. You should learn from Osferth here. Now this is a true gentleman."
She ruffled his hair affectionately, making Uhtred groan.
"I'll send someone over with the food and drinks boys. Have a good time!"
As she walked away, Uhtred leaned back in his seat, a self-satisfied grin playing on his lips, "Did you see the way she looked at me? No woman can resist my charm."
Finan chuckled, shaking his head. "Oh, Uhtred, your ego knows no bounds. She's definitely not into you!"
"Hey, but she could!"
Sihtric sniggered, "Leave it to Uhtred to flirt with every pretty face he comes across."
"And besides, there's no way she'd be into you when you go around breaking the hearts of every woman in her establishment," Osferth chimed in.
Just then, their drinks arrived, and Uhtred was saved from responding. He took his glass absentmindedly from the news server, eyes still lingering on the woman who had retreated behind the counter and was now currently issuing orders. 
The four friends were just raising their glasses, toasting to the adventures they had shared and those yet to come, when there was a sudden hush in the atmosphere. The boys turned their eyes toward the commotion along with everyone else in the room. 
A drunken man, fueled by liquid courage, had crossed the line of decency, attempting to grope a young woman who had been enjoying her drink in solitude at the bar. The atmosphere crackled with a mix of anger and concern, a collective discomfort rippling through the patrons. The woman's discomfort was palpable, her eyes darting around for help as she swallowed nervously. Uhtred stood, accompanied by his friends, ready to step in immediately, but then a figure burst through the crowd.
You were fierce and unyielding as you emerged, eyes flashing with defiance. Your voice boomed with a fiery determination as you confronted the perpetrator. 
"Get your fucking hands off her before I cut them off!"
The drunken man, taken aback by the unexpected confrontation, slurred a profanity-laden response "Mind your own business. The whore was asking for it."
The victim, your friend whom you had left unattended for a moment while you went to the washroom, shuddered at his words and it made your blood boil. You stood your ground with unwavering resolve, managing to stare down your nose at him despite being almost several inches shorter. 
"And you know what you're asking for, you pig? A fucking beating?"
The drunk man snarled and the entire bar waited with bated breath. Finan watched you curiously. He had never seen you in his entire life, he knew that much for sure, and yet there was something about you that seemed so familiar. Something about the steely determination in your glare and the way your voice echoed without strain. He found himself worrying for your safety just then, and he told himself that it was just very human of him to be wishing for the safety of a fellow patron of the bar.
"Oh yeah, and who'd gonna give me the beating? A pathetic thing like you?"
The drunkard lunged toward you, his intentions clear. But he had gravely underestimated your strength and resolve. In a swift movement, you dodged his attack, your smaller stature and sober mind giving you the advantage of speed and better coordination. Your fist connected with his jaw in a powerful counterstrike. There was a satisfying crunch and he crumpled with a howl. The sound reverberated through the room, silencing it for a split second before the eruption of applause and cheers.
"Alright, the show's over, get that fucking clown out of my bar!" Amelia finally arrived at the scene with security and everyone watched them throw the man out, returning the familiar buzz of conversation to the environment. 
The aftermath of the confrontation still hung in the air as Finan, Osferth, Uhtred, and Sihtric returned to their booth, feeling quite impressed at your bravery. However, there was something else lingering in the air—Finan's undeniable fascination with you. 
As they settled back into their seats, Osferth's eyes twinkled mischievously, "Finan, my friend, it seems your attention was captured by more than just the excitement of the moment."
Uhtred chuckled, leaning back with a knowing grin, "Indeed, it appears our fearless Finan has met his match. A strong-willed woman who can throw a punch? I totally see the appeal."
Finan's cheeks flushed, a mix of embarrassment and amusement tugging at the corners of his lips. "No, no, it's not that. I feel like-I feel like I know her."
"You seen her before?" Sihtric raised an eyebrow.
"A one-night-"
"No! Nothing like that!"
Uhtred raised his hands placatingly, "Alright, alright. Shall I ask Amelia then? Maybe she's a regular here?"
"Maybe, I don't know."
"Just go talk to her Finan," Sihtric sighed in exasperation. 
"What if she thinks I'm a creep or something?"
"Oh I think she's more than capable enough to handle creeps don't you think?"
"Hey! I don't wanna be handled like a creep!" Finan exclaimed indignantly.
"Well then, you better be on your most gentlemanly behaviour dude," Osferth clapped a hand on his shoulder.
With the resounding support of his friends, Finan steeled his nerves and rose from the booth once more. He crossed the bar, weaving through the mingling crowds until he reached your side. You were still comforting your friend in hushed whispers when she nudged you to turn your attention to the newcomer.
Finan wore an easy confident smile as he leaned against the bar, eyes twinkling with mischief.
"You know," he began, his voice filled with playful charm, "I could swear we've crossed paths before. Perhaps in a previous life?"
You snorted, "Oh wow. That was-"
"Charming?"
"Oh, is that your go-to line?" you raised your eyebrow unimpressed. 
"Well, it hasn't failed me yet. But I must admit, it doesn't seem to be working splendidly in this instance," he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
"Well, consider my curiosity piqued, charming stranger."
"Finan, at your service," he extended his hand which you took in a firm handshake.
The moment your palms met, a kaleidoscope of emotions and sensations cascaded through his being, and Finan felt a jolt of familiarity as if the tapestry of time had woven your destinies together long before your paths had crossed here in this bar. Time itself seemed to stutter, as though a forgotten melody had suddenly resurfaced, stirring memories buried deep within him and his heartbeat quickened. He knew you, he could swear it. Within that ephemeral moment, the boundaries of space blurred, and the present moment fused seamlessly with echoes of the past and the whispers of the future. The sensation transcended the confines of the physical world, creating a bridge that spanned eons, traversing the realms of memory and eternity. Finan then pulled away, feeling quite foolish. No girl had ever made him feel this way before but surely it was foolish to be drawn this way to a stranger he had just met. He looked up at you, trying to deduce whether or not you felt a similar connection, or if this familiarity was something on his part alone. 
Your eyes were warm as you smiled at him, but there was no recognition in them. That was all well enough, he supposed. The stressful week must be getting to him. This was the first time he'd seen you because there was no way he'd ever forget someone like you if you had made his acquaintance in the past. 
"So, will I get to know your name, or are you determined to stay an enigma?"
Your smile grew wider as you introduced yourself. 
"That was quite a punch back there," Finan eyed your bruised knuckles in concern. "I must say, I'm impressed."
You laughed, the sound echoing through his ears pleasantly. 
"Flattery will get you far, Finan. But tell me, do these lines usually work for you?"
Finan leaned in, his tone conspiratorial, "I'd say they've got about a 50/50 success rate. Though I must confess, it's never been quite as genuine as it is with you."
"Well, you certainly have a way with words. Perhaps, just this once, I'll let you get away with it."
"Wow, in that case, would you let me buy you a drink?"
"Hmm, I'd like that. Thank you."
Finan flagged down the bartender, ordering your preferred drink. Then, with a worried glint in his eyes, he added, "And may we also have some ice for her bruised knuckles, if you don't mind."
The bartender returned, placing your drinks on the bar along with a small bowl of ice. Finan took a few napkins and wrapped a few pieces of ice in them, reaching out to brush his fingers gently across yours.
"May I?"
You nodded hesitantly, and he pressed the cool relief to your knuckles, making you sigh. 
You smiled, "Thank you. It's not often I find someone who pays such attention to the little things."
After that, the conversation seemed easy, your words flowing effortlessly like a dance. The bar's ambient sounds faded into the background, leaving you wrapped in a cocoon of shared laughter and connection. You didn't even notice your friend slip away from your side, leaving you two alone at the counter. 
Finan's friends observed the scene from their booth, their eyes fixated on their smitten companion. Uhtred leaned in, his voice filled with mischief. "Well, well, it seems Finan has truly met his match."
Osferth nodded, a warm smile on his face as he watched the two of you laugh and engage in witty banter, "He's found someone who can match his wit I guess. It's entertaining for sure."
"How long before he works up the nerve to ask her out?" Sihtric chimed in.
"If he hasn't already," Uhtred pointed out.
"Nah, I don't think he's done it yet. He seems different this time."
"Oh you think you're the expert now Osferth," Sihtric nudged him with his elbow.
"Well, I am the one with the long-term relationship, so yeah, I guess that makes me the expert. We can't very well call Uhtred the expert now can we?"
Back at the bar, you and Finan had continued to share stories, your laughter intertwined with glimmers of vulnerability and shared interests. Finan leaned closer, his voice uttering your name sincerely.
"You know, there's something about you that is so truly captivating. I find myself drawn to your spirit, and I can't help but want to know more."
"My spirit huh? Damn, you definitely have a way with words. So what is it that you want to know, Finan?"
"Everything. I want to know your dreams, your passions, and the adventures that have made you the person you are. I want to know everything about you!"
"Oh."
"If you'll let me of course," he amended quickly, not wanting to scare you off.
Your cheeks flushed a deep red, "I assure you my life has been very ordinary so far, but perhaps you shall hear about it another time."
Finan reached out, gently taking your hand in his, "I eagerly await that time. Until then, may I have the honour of taking you out for dinner?"
"Oh," your eyes widened. "Well...okay yeah, I'd like that. I'd like that very much, Finan."
Your voice tugged at his heart. The cadence of your voice, the melody of your laughter, and the animated movements of your hands, as you talked, resonated deep within him, stirring emotions that defied explanation. The sense of déjà vu enveloped him, painting the air with shades of nostalgia and anticipation. he tried his best to recall the origin of this profound connection, but they slipped through his fingers like whispers in the wind. 
His heart called your name, even though it had just learned the shape of it today and your souls, separated by the veil of existence, recognized each other anyways.
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kiankiwi · 3 months
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cg!jacob elordi doing our night routine 💕
Ooooh headcannons coming right up!
He usually puts a show or sensory fruit on for us (depending on what headspace we're in that day) while he fixes dinner for us in one of our separation plates if we're in toddlerspace and a bottle if we're not
He has a highchair but he barely uses it because we refuse to eat without at least sitting in his lap with him or laying in his arms as he feeds us. And he can never say no to us. And he always lets us bring a stuffie or two up to the table with us so we can watch over them while we eat. We can't leave them out!
After dinner, he brings us over to the play mat and lays us under it and plays with us, doing tummy time with us. He also loves doing crawling races with us. He talks to us trying to get us to practice our sounds"I loooove you, i love you, i loooove my bubba." "I wuv 'ooo" we repeat the best we can. He laughs in glee whenever we repeat what he says to us because "you're so smart bubba!"
After dinner if we're not too messy, he'll bring us straight to the nursery to pick out our pajamas or straight to the bathroom making it a spa night in the bath if we do get super messy.
Once dressed in our jammies, he brings us over to our bookshelf and lets us pick a few books to have him read to us (We LOVE when he reads to us because his accent is AMAZING)
If we don't fall asleep while he reads to us, he stands up with us and paces a bit, bouncing us a bit while he sings to us to make us sleepy and if that doesn't work, he gives us a half bottle and brings us to his big bed and takes his shirt off so we can have skin to skin.
And Jacob is an absolute furnace so we LOVE skin to skin with him.
He usually puts on a movie or show for us to fall asleep to but we can't keep our eyes off his as he boops our nose, traces his finger over our sleepy face and and gives us kisses. "I love you so much sleepy." We yawn and he nods, "Yeah, I know. You gotta quit fighting it," he says as he sways us in his arms. "You're fighting so hard but daddy's not going anywhere. Promise."
we grip onto him to make SURE he doesn't go anywhere as we finally let our tired body give into the sleep.
I hope these were okay! @mooodyblue
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dizscreams · 1 year
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hi my love 🫶 i don’t have too many details for this one buuuuut here’s my idea!
mindy and the reader spending the night with each other after the events of scream 6 and they’re just laying down, in the dark, facing each other and reminiscing on everything that had happened to them and the fact that they almost lost each other a few times in the midst of it. i was thinking maybe those emotions can lead to their first “i love you” and that could cause mindy to get unusually shy before she passionately kisses the reader and demands to be the little spoon?
i feel like mindy is usually the more dominant one in her relationships but i think when her partner shows how much they admire and care for her, she can getting really shy and giddy but she still tries to play it off with her wit and sarcasm and that just makes my heart go crazyyyyy :0 i love her so much she’s perfect 🙏
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HII MY DARLING!! 🫶🫶 I LOOOOVE THIS IDEA SMM!! Ur brain is beautiful thank you for your request and I hope you like it <33
You Love Me? — Mindy Meeks ★
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PAIRING: Mindy Meeks x gn!reader
SUMMARY: Cuddling with Mindy and talking about the events that took place in Scream 6. It leads to your first ‘I love you’ in your relationship with Mindy!
WARNINGS: nooneee!
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Neither of you wanted to be alone right now. It was only a few days after everything that happened and you guys haven’t really mentioned the topic. You don’t blame her for not wanting to talk about it, it’s the second time it’s happened to her so you weren’t going to push it. You were both in your dorm room laying down on your bed while she was holding you.
“Mindy?”
“Hm?”
“Are you okay?” you were looking up at her while she looked down at you confused. “What do you mean?” you hesitated before answering her “Like, are you okay after everything that’s happened?” She didn’t respond for a minute or two and you got scared that you might have upset her “I’m sorry for bringing it up-“ “No no it’s fine. I mean.. we moved here to get away from all of it you know? It just sucks that it still happened and I almost lost you, I almost lost you. Do you know how important you are to me?”
You smiled a little before hugging her tighter. “Mindy, I really care about you, you know that?” “With the amount of times you got in front of Ghostface to try and protect me I would think it’s safe to say you do” you laughed a little before repositioning yourself so that you were now directly facing her. “I’m serious though, Mindy. I’m so fucking sorry you had to go through that again and I’m here for you.“
She nodded and moved her hand to hold yours. “You went through a lot too, you lost your roommate, you were betrayed by Ethan- Speaking of Ethan is it too early to say I told you so?” She asked with a little smirk as you playfully nudged her.
“I was scared I was going to loose you too, Min. After the train incident I had a complete panic attack. Everyone at the hospital was trying to calm me down but I couldn’t handle the thought that you might have died and I was scared I couldn’t save you. You mean so much to me.” You were starting to tear up a little at this point but blinked the tears away. She was looking at you with just pure admiration and a little shock, she had never had anyone care so much for her. Besides Chad but romantically speaking this was a first for her.
You two didn’t say anything for a moment just taking everything in. You were looking at her and memorizing every detail about her you could. She was so pretty. The LED lights over your bed illuminating her beautifully. “Mindy.” You didn’t mean it to but it came out as a whisper. She responded back in the same tone, “Yeah?”
“I love you.”
Her eyes went wide and her mouth opened a little.
“You what?”
It wasn’t in a mean or harsh tone she just couldn’t really believe it. “I love you” you repeated with a smile on your face. She tried remaining eye contact with you but couldn’t. You titled your head a little wondering what was wrong before it clicked. With the biggest smirk on your face you asked “Mindyy are you flustered right now?” You said it in a very playful and teasing tone and she rolled her eyes at you before responding with “Pssh no no I am not”
“You definitely are! Aww you look so cute right now Mindyy!” “Shut up! I am not flustered.” She now had her own wide smile on her face. You both calmed down a little before you told her “I do mean it though, I love you” while rubbing your thumb over her knuckles. It was silent for a moment before she put her hand on your cheek and kissed you.
You happily kissed her back and put your hand on her waist. It was a long and passionate kiss. After you both pulled away she kissed your cheek and rested her forehead on yours. “I love you too” she said with a grin on her face “I mean if you couldn’t tell.” You laughed and slightly shook your head.
“Hey Y/N?”
“Yeah?”
“Can I maybe.. perhaaaps be the little spoon?” You giggled before responding, “Of course you can, Mindy.”
She moved so she was now hugging your waist and put her head on your chest. “Thank you” she said in a whisper. “For what?” You asked while now playing with her shirt and she smiled before responding. “For loving me.”
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RAAHH I KNOW ITS KINDA BAD AND MESSY IM SORRY! But regardless I hope you liked it :)
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gabessquishytum · 5 months
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So I was creeping through your archive (as one does while on their work lunch break 👀) and came across this gem: https:// gabessquishytum. Tumblr. com/post/724289706548985856/i-think-we-should-go-back-to-the-intox-kink-ask (some spaces in the link cause you can't link on anon 😭)
anyway, if you're into it I would loooove a sequel- Hob being good and being rewarded by being turned into the drunk slut he is, drooling onto the couch while Dream uses him and humiliates him and Hob coming more than he thought possible while being this drunk because he absolutely loves it
Oh you are lovely for indulging me with this.
Maybe Hob has just been so good recently, so Dream takes him out - not for dinner, but to a very fancy cocktail bar. He buys Hob all the drinks he could possibly want until he's already quite tipsy and flirty and leaning up against Dream with hearts in his eyes. Dream holds him by the waist and kisses him, and before he knows it, Hob has been swept up in a curtain of sand and deposited back in his own living room.
Hob is giggling and trying to grind on Dream, but he finds himself bent over the arm of the sofa before he can really get going. Dream purrs in his ear about what a messy drunk whore he is already, and Hob moans so deliciously like he knows and loves it. There's a hissing, popping sound behind him but when he tries to look over his shoulder Dream pushes his head back down.
He squirms as Dream pulls his jeans down and something cold, metallic presses in between his arsecheeks. He can't possibly know what Dream is about to pour into him - he tries to imagine some kind of taste in his mouth. But all he can taste is his own drool.
He does know that the drink is carbonated, though. When the liquid hits the warmth of his body there's a heavy fizzy sound. The sensation prickles against Hob’s hot flesh, and the drink pours slowly but surely into his body. Its cool inside him, sliding from his sensitive hole, over his prostate, deep inside him to slosh gently around his guts.
The liquid keeps pouring, but Dream’s hands are free and caress over Hob’s body. He prises at Hob’s lips with his fingers and slides a thick straw into his mouth - of course, Hob starts obediently sucking. Dream tells him that he's such a good boy, a perfect pet. He's getting filled from both ends and he just looks perfect. Dream is so happy to reward him like this.
In truth Hob’s memory gets rather fuzzy, but he knows that for the next hour or so his body is simply alive with pleasure. All he feels is warmth, the repeated need to cum over and over, his own cum dripping down his thighs. He feels Dream’s hands cupping and squeezing over his bloated belly and he's pretty sure that he cums just from that sensation alone.
He's been such a good boy. When he eventually passes out, Dream bathes him and puts him to bed with such loving care - Hob doesn't even mind the hangover, to be honest. He's quite happy to pull the duvet over his head and bury himself in Dream’s arms (and have his sore tummy rubbed. which he absolutely deserves <3).
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