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erwinsvow · 2 days

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i’m definitely projecting BUT i genuinely feel like shy!reader would have wavy hair and be so insecure about it (even tho it’s so pretty) so it’s always straightened but i just know if rafe saw it he’d fall even deeper in love with the girl!

oh 100%. lets project together angel why not. if you dont have wavy hair pls look away im sorry. but i do have wavy hair that i straighten all the time so ! you sent this to the right bitch

your hair, though you've been told so many times was pretty either way, is usually straightened several times a week, if not daily. it's easy to fall into the trap of preferring it sleek and shiny than the waves that were pretty for the first day, frizzy the next, and somehow constantly clashing with the outfit you selected for the day.

you thought straight hair was easier, looked better, went with everything. even if it wasn't true, you had bought into it for long enough, your blowdryer and flat iron your two best friends.

the first time rafe met you, your hair had been straight. it was that way on your first date, as well as your second and third, as well as every sleepover at tannyhill or early morning drive to watch the sunrise at the beach. he'd never seen your hair any other way, not realizing there was, in fact, another way for it to be seen, until today.

you and rafe had spent the first hour of the morning rolling around in his bed at tannyhill, working up a sweat, which then was washed off in the shower together. rafe gets out first, listening to his phone ring repeatedly in the distance. you finish up, washing your hair and turning the water to the hottest setting now that rafe wasn't there to complain.

when you walk back to rafe's room, he's on the bed, still on the phone. you try to dry yourself off and get dressed without giving him too much of a show, settling for one of rafe's old frat shirts and using another shirt of his to start drying your hair. he looks at confused, but you don't say anything, knowing he's still on the phone. you need at least a minute to explain cotton t-shirts and scrunching to him.

rafe finally hangs up the call with barry while you rummage through your overnight bag, realizing your flat iron and blow dryer were left behind on your bathroom counter, a result of finishing up your hair for your date yesterday.

"is sarah home?" you ask, looking up at rafe.

"don't think so. and didn't i give you a towel? why's my shirt on your head right now?"

"i forgot my hair stuff at home."

"oh," he says, walking back to his dresser and returning with something in his hand. "here." he hands you a hairbrush.

"what am i supposed to do with this?"

"you said you needed hair stuff. uh, you're welcome."

"i have a brush, rafe. i meant my dryer and my iron. do you think sarah would be mad if i used hers? is that weird, though?"

he didn't think it was that serious, but you look more upset by the second.

"what'd you need that shit for? we're not going anywhere until lunch. it'll dry by then." you stand up, taking the hair out of his shirt and trying to salvage whatever waves remained.

"i wanted to wear it straight for the club, though. my outfit, it looks better with straight hair-"

"huh?"

"and i didn't even detangle or use that conditioner, it's all at home. ugh." you keep scrunching, going to the mirror and taking a look. rafe follows behind you, eyebrows knitted in confusion while he takes a piece of curly hair between his fingers. it's pretty, the way it falls around your face and certain pieces are curlier than others. you look pretty like this, though he's sure you look pretty any which way.

"how come i didn't know your hair's like this?"

"um, i like it flat. do i have to go to the club like this?"

"i like it. s'pretty. c'mon, leave it."

you turn to face your boyfriend. like everyone else, he's just saying it to be nice.

"will you take me home to grab my stuff? please?"

"if you really want it, kid, but i think you should leave it," rafe says, bringing his hand up to your hair, stroking the pieces by your face, twirling a wave around his finger. "c'mon, for me?"

you hesitate, looking up at your boyfriend.

"but i wanna look nice for the club."

"the fuck are you talkin' about? you always look nice."

"but it's not as nice. it's messy. i like it-" rafe interrupts you, bringing his hand to your jaw the way he always does, squeezing tight but not too tight.

"stop. it looks nice. stop overthinkin' it. got it?" you nod. "s'nice. you should wear it like this more often."

"sure. whatever you say."

"that's right."

#btw is this the same anon who sent another ask in the pink font? my pink anon?#also im so sorry if this wasnt what you wanted its just what came to mind !#rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #shy reader

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kittyhui · 24 hours

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♪ coming down - The Weeknd ♪

brother’s best friend! seungcheol x f!reader

cw: smut (minors DNI!!), pinv, unprotected sex (stay safe😁), seungcheol is buff, tbh this is really tame so dw, fluffy at the end

brothers best friend cheol x reader

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your brother’s friend, seungcheol, was hot. it was kind of hard to be subtle about his affect on you. the man sitting on your couch was so fucking hot and even though you’ve seen him basically every single day for the past four years, you can’t stop staring at him and his big bulky arms and wide shoulders as he talks to your brother, dokyeom.

“y/n” your brother calls out to you, breaking your thoughts, “me and cheol are heading to the gym now. we’ll grab food on the way back so text me what you want” you say your goodbyes to the boys as they head out and you go up to you room.

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“i feel like he’s getting hotter” you sigh through the phone to your friend “him and kyeom go to the gym like every day. his arms are practically bulging out of his shirts”

“he’s definitely doing it on purpose, y/n” she stated. you let out a scoff, denying her words “im telling you! he wants to get you in bed”

“i wish” you laugh, “but seriously if i see seungcheol in another tight shirt again i will suck him off till he sees the pearly gates-“

creak

your neck turns so fast you thought it would break and your eyes land on choi seungcheol, your brother’s best friend, and the man you were very vocally thirsting over. you hang up on your phone call, mouth still agape. “what- what are you doing here, seungcheol?”

“your brother, he uh he dropped me off just now so i can go shower before we ate… he’s picking up the food right now, that’s what i wanted to tell you….” you fought the urge to cry in embarrassment as you look at his face was bright red while he stands frozen in the doorway.

“im so sorry, cheol! i didnt mean to make you uncomfortable- fuck- lets just forget about this, please? im so sorry-“ he cuts your rambling off.

“if you felt this way, you shouldve just told me..” he hissed out. thats when you finally noticed his hands curled into tight fists, his clenched jaw, and the imprint pressed in his grey sweats. “fuck y/n, you could’ve had me for years.”

a shaky breath leaves your lips as you finally build up the strength to speak, “can i have now?” before you can regret your words, seungcheol’s mouth is on yours, hot and wet, pushing you flatter onto your mattress, “fu- cheol… want you so bad”

“we gotta be quick” he pants, in between kisses, “kyeom will be back soon-“ he barely sounds stressed as he grabs at your hips, grinding down painfully slow. you needed more than this.

“then stop teasing me, cheolie and fuck me stupid” you purr out to the man on top of you, slipping your fingers into his sweatpants, desperately trying to take them off. “needed you for so long, can’t wait any longer.”

“need to prep you, pretty baby” you groan at the pet name, getting more desperate if that was even possible. he pulls your shorts down, cursing at the glistening arousal of your cunt, “s-shit”

“cheol! just fuck me- i can take it. please” you sounded pathetic but who could blame you. the man in front of you was playing stupid games with you and you were about to slap the shit out of him. “unless you’re too scared, cheolie?”

he grunts, detaching from you to pull down his pants and boxers, exposing his cock.. fuck it wasn’t the longest but shit- it was thick. “fine. be a brat then.” your lips form an ‘oh’ shape, beginning to deny his words, when you feel his cock sink slowly into you “fu-fuck, so tight” his jaw clenched and his thick eyebrows furrow as he continues to fill you to the brim, pushing whines and cries out of you.

your brain was turning into mush as he started his hungry thrusts. your body burned at every touch he gave you, biting your lip to suppress the noises you made “cheolie- feel so good, need more-“ you can see the corners of his lips twitch hearing you whimpering under him. his breath feels ragged on your neck when he leans down to kiss and nip at you, pulling your hips into him making his cock fuck deeper and deeper. oh. “im , im going to cum! oh oh god…” your eyes go hazy, mouth falling wide, sobs being knocked out of you as seungcheol continues to fuck you through your orgasm.

“oh, you’re clenching around me so good, princess.. makes me wanna cum in you-shit” he knows he can’t, he shouldn’t but god does he want to. he unfortunately pulls out, leaving you squeaking at the loss of fullness. he strokes himself lazily, rutting against you, getting closer to his own release. looking you in the eye, he growls, he fucking growls your name, and you feel warm cum spurt onto your stomach. “god… you’re so pretty like this, princess. did so good.” he kisses you softly before falling softly besides you.

“you should get up, cheolie.. dokyeom will probably come back soon.” you giggle, sitting up to grab the shorts that came off earlier. “im gonna go clean up” before you can leave your room, he grabs your wrist.

“i really do like you, you know?” he looks at you with big, wide eyes, “i dont want this to be a one time thing or anything. let me take you out.. dinner? lunch? coffee?” all you do is lean into him and kiss his plump lips.

“sure i’d like that. let me get cleaned first and then we’ll talk details” he smiles wide at you, nodding and you smile back.

“hey!!” you both jump, hearing yells from downstairs; dokyeom “if you two are done up there, the food’s getting cold so hurry up!!”

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a/n: dazed magazine cheol has ruined me for any man. ik he fucks good

#seventeen x reader #seventeen smut #seungcheol smut #scoups smut #seungcheol x reader #scoups x reader #i want cheolie #heyyy cheol i need you #seungcheol fanfic #svt x reader #svt smut

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sluts4matt · 1 day

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please please please im begging you with my whole heart to write a fluffy chris sickfic one where y/n gets a cold and he takes care of her for the whole day im on my hands and knees atp 🫶🏼

no smut please im just craving comfort atm but wtv you want sweets

i love you to the stars baby 💗🫵🏼

SICK DAY - CHRIS

pairing: chris sturniolo x columbian!reader

summary: you had been sick the past two days, both of those days your boyfriend has been right by your side.

warnings: a cougar-panther joke, fluff.

word count: 894

authors note: i'm sorry forgive me anon 🙏 i'm so shit at getting through request but i'm trying i swear. p.s this is kinda short but i wrote it during one of my breaks

you grabbed a tissue from the box next to you, blowing your nose for what seemed like the thousandth time that day. "are you sure you don't need anything?" chris mutters from next to you, carding his fingers through your hair.

"i'm sure, just lay here with me," you mumble, nuzzling into his chest further. you had felt like absolute shit, your fever being over 102 degrees. you turned your face, sneezing into your arm before going back to nuzzling your face in his chest.

"bless you," he murmured, picking a movie for the two of you. "i'm gonna doordash some food," he stated as you felt his body shift as he moved to grab his phone.

"mkay," you whispered, closing your eyes and listening to his heartbeat.

"do you want anything specific?" he asks causing you to shrug.

"nah, just whatever," you mutter, letting out a soft sigh as he places a kiss on the top of your head.

"you feeling any better, love?" he asks, placing a gentle kiss to your forehead. "no," you frown, watching his fingers click on his phone screen. "kanes?" he asks, looking over at you.

you nod your head, knowing he already knew your order and you wouldn't have to tell him. "okay, baby," he coos, kissing your head again. "i'm ordering it now," he mumbles.

"can you not get me fries this time? i don't want them," you state, and he nods his head. "that's fine," he smiles.

he places the order, setting his phone down. "thirty minutes," he states, embracing you with his arms.

you felt your body melt into them, "i love your hugs," you whisper, "i love you," he mumbles back.

you smile, nuzzling into his chest once more. you feel his hands slide up your back, rubbing at your tense shoulders as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear. "you're so pretty," he states, a grin tugging on his lips.

"thank you," you mumble, heat going to your cheeks. you tilt your head slightly as he messages your shoulders making the boy grin.

he leans down, pressing soft kisses to the top of your shoulder as he messages. "i love you, so much," he murmurs.

you let out a hum, your eyes fluttering shut as he pressed kisses to your skin. his kisses slowly moved up your shoulder, and he placed one kiss behind your ear before going back down.

"get some rest," he says, and you let out a soft hum, letting your eyes flutter shut.

you didn't know how long it was, but soon you were being gently shaken awake by chris, "y/n," he said quietly, "foods here," he said and you looked over at the boy.

he was smiling at you, his eyes shining with love and affection, "what?" you mutter sleepily, rubbing your eyes.

"the foods here," he repeated, and you nod your head, "mkay," you say, slowly sitting up. he places the bag in between you two as he climbs back into bed.

"chicken nuggets," he says, handing you the box then ranch. "and a strawberry lemonade," he finished, handing you the cold beverage. you take a small drink, wincing as it stings going down your throat.

"are you okay?" he asks, rubbing your back. you nod your head, "sick," you remind jokingly.

he nods his head, a small chuckle leaving his lips. the two of you start to eat, you had barely eaten all day, so the food tasted delicious.

"gracias guapo," you smile, looking at chris. he nods his head with a smile, "of course ma," he smiles, putting on a car's movie for the two of you to watch.

you smile at your boyfriend, "i love you," you state, "you're the best," you kiss his cheek.

"i love you too," he chuckles, taking a sip of his pepsi. he takes a bite out of his chicken sandwich, looking over at you.

"you look like you're pondering your thoughts," he chuckles, nudging your leg with his own.

"would you love me if i were a spider?" you asks. chris had heard the question a million times so him rolling his eyes didn't surprise you in the slightest even if it had brought a pout to your lips.

"i've told you this, yes, you'd be my pet," he states, "but what if i were like... a black widow.. or.. or a bird eating spider," you state, a cough leaving your lungs.

"just make sure i keep a better eye on you so you don't get loose," he laughs. "i would still love you and you'd be my pet," he says before biting into his sandwich once again.

you grin, nodding your head. "okay," you state. "what's your favorite potato?" he asks, causing you to giggle. "you already know this," you shake your head, "but mashed."

"child," he states, "cougar," you fire back, making him huff. chris had been a year older so it was an ongoing joke that he was a cougar and you were a panther.

"oh hush," he states, playfully shoving your face away.

after a while, the food had digested and the movie was almost over. "do you see yourself with me in a year?" chris asks, drawing circles into your hips.

"and many more to come," you mumble, letting out a hum as he continued to rub.

"that's good," he smiles, "mhm."

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lov1ngdrysdale · 22 hours

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perfect places ✧.* jd9

parings: jamie drysdale x fem!reader

summary: a night out leads to something you weren't expecting.

warnings: MINORS DNI !!! 18+ CONTENT BELOW THE CUT

a/n: YOU GUYS! im so sorry this took so long, prepare for a bunch of random blurbs n shit soon! thank you for being here, hope you enjoy it! 💌

jamie was an introvert, except on nights out.

he and his teammates were going to a new club, and he extended the invite to you. you and jamie had only been dating for a few short months so his invite was met with an eager "yes" from you.

in those couple of months, you'd been debating when the right time to have sex would be. jamie repeatedly told you he'd never do anything you were uncomfortable with, and sex would be off the table until you were one hundred percent certain.

after taking a shower, you spend an hour trying to get your hair to lay right. makeup was simple, just with additions of lashes and lipstick. you didn't want to draw too much attention to you and jamie, so a little black dress with black heels will do. before slipping the dress on, you walk over to the dresser, pulling out a lacey plum-colored thong and its matching bralette. tugging the dress on over your legs, you struggle with the zipper until you shimmy it all the way up.

you've spent the entire week contemplating if you were ready to give yourself to jamie, but after looking at yourself in the mirror you're certain you're ready.

to try and nonverbally send jamie a message you are ready for sex, you pull the dress down to reveal the fringes of the lace bralette.

sitting on the foot of your bed and buckling the heel's straps over your ankles, you hear jamie's signature sequence of knocks at your door. you jump up and make your way towards your apartment's entrance. you're met with the tall figure of your boyfriend holding a small, but well-arranged flower bouquet.

jamie, being the nervous sweetheart he is, awkwardly stands in your doorway.

"hi y/n i saw that your flowers were getting wilted so i just ran to...", he trails off when his eyes meet your dress, then up to your dolled-up face.

jamie gulps and clears his throat before responding, "holy shit. y/n, you look...gorgeous."

you toy with the hem on your short dress, looking up at him through your lashes, "you think so jamie?"

"of course i do...i'm just...wow you're flawless."

you laugh at jamie's lack of words and take his hand, letting him lead you to his car. like always, he opens your door and guides you inside. once he's inside, jamie begins the drive to the club. rap music plays quietly, his playlist.

jamie has a firm grip on the steering wheel and his stare is strictly on the road, like he's nervous to look at you. jamie is not the type of guy to initiate anything suggestive, so you knew you'd have to take the lead. reaching over the center console, you take his nearest hand off the steering wheel and place it onto your thigh.

jamie's face turns a shade of pink, and the streetlights illuminate the patches of freckles scattered across his complexion. you take in his appearance. his sleek black hair falls perfectly on the back of his neck, and the rest lies around his ears and forehead. his big green eyes sparkling as each car passes by. he's an angel on earth.

he snaps you out of your trance by clearing his throat and reaching to the screen, skipping a song. jamie's hand hasn't moved an inch from where you set it on your thigh, so you pick it up and move it closer to your heat. he shoots you an inquisitive glare.

"sweetheart...what's going on?" he asks softy.

you lean over across the console once more to whisper in his ear, "i need you jamie. i need you."

"are you sure y/n, i don't want to do anything unless you're ready. i'm willing to wait for you, and i don't want you to think i'm pressuring you."

returning to your original position you respond, "jamie, you've done everything but pressure me. i'm one hundred percent certain i want you", you pause, "tonight."

your emphasis on the word "tonight" sounded close to a moan, you thought it sounded weird, but jamie turned bright red.

"jamie, you can do whatever you want. i mean it."

that was all jamie needed to hear before he moved his hand away from your thigh and up your body. he grazes over your abdomen, stroking the fabric of your dress, getting closer to your chest. he cups his hand around your breasts on the outside of the dress, quickly ducking his hand inside to play with your bralette.

"so fucking gorgeous", he whines while continuing to tease you through the lace.

on the inside, you were desperately hoping he'd take your tits out of the bra to massage them, but jamie had other plans. he removes his hand, fixes your dress, and adjusts his grip to hold your jaw.

you look at your boyfriend with desperate eyes but he already knows how bad you need him. once more, you move jamie's hand back down to your inner thighs and drag it in a stroking motion, signaling you want him to rub your thigh. he does as he's instructed, placing a firm grip on your thigh caressing the smooth skin of your leg.

the night hasn't come close to an end, but your mind is already wondering about all the things jamie'll do to you tonight. there's an unfamiliar feeling that pulls you out of your thoughts. looking down you see jamie's index and middle fingers begin to hike up your dress. those same fingers used to trace soft, small circles around the lace guarding your clit.

you didn't realize how wet you were simply from jamie's delicate touch until he spoke up.

"you're so desperate my angel...so wet already."

his words make you groan, throwing your head back to hit the headrest. your eyes are squeezed shut due to the pleasure of jamie's fingers, and you hardly realize he's pulled up to the club's valet.

jamie removes his fingers and fixes your dress, "sorry angel, we still have a long night ahead. you'll just have to wait."

his lips curve into a mocking smirk, he knows what he's doing to you.

jamie presses a gentle kiss to your temple and steps out of the car, handing the keys to the valet driver before helping you out. he takes your hand and guides you into the club. his navy blue polo shirt fits him flawlessly, and his grey pants hug his toned thighs. you can't help but think about him taking it all off.

one of the perks of dating a professional athlete is that they can get a table anywhere, and everywhere. it's exactly what they did tonight. checking his phone to see if his friends are here, you follow him to a corner of the club where they all sit. you and jamie scoot into the circular booth with his teammates and their partners.

"wow y/n, you look smokin' ", says one of the wives.

you laugh, roll your eyes, and swat in her direction. her comment earned you the nickname "smokin' " around the other wags for the remainder of the night.

everyone at the table shares some drinks and conversation before you decide you're comfortable enough to dance. jamie's enthralled in a conversation with his friends, it sounds like they're making fun of cam. to try and get his attention you rest your hand high on his thigh, squeezing it firmly. you didn't think it'd be as hot as it was. his eyes shoot straight to yours after the first squeeze, and with furrowed brows he asks you, "what's up doll?"

you give him a tipsy smile before grabbing his hand, practically yanking him out of the booth, "jamie! let's go dance! come on jamie!"

he can't say no to you, so without hesitation jamie's being whirled away to the dance floor by his tipsy girlfriend.

you face jamie, draping your hands around his neck and his firmly around your waist. he guides your hips side to side on beat with the song, holding you close. you take in his signature cologne, bleu de chanel.

jamie looks absolutely enchanting, his light skin being hit with the colorful strobe lights. he dips his head down to your height and says, "turn around, angel."

you do as you're told, swiftly turning and pressing your ass into jamie's crotch. as a new upbeat song plays, you begin to rock your hips. jamie places one hand firmly on your hip, the other up towards your chest--right under your tit. he holds you tight to his body as if you'd run away if he let go.

getting the urge to tease jamie you start to grind against him, catching him off-guard. how could his sweet angel be so dirty?

he dips his head down to your height once more, this time placing a soft nibble on your ear.

"what're you doing y/n?"

turning to face him you respond with an innocent "just dancing babe."

the grinding didn't last long before jamie whipped you around to face him again, "we're leaving."

you can see the lust and thrill in his eyes as you both exchange goodbyes with everyone before he practically yanks you out the door.

waiting for the valet, you eagerly shift from one foot to the other. jamie snakes his arm around your waist and places a soft kiss on your forehead. his sweet gesture, yet demanding manner is confusing you. the car arrives and jamie hands the man a ten dollar bill, thanking him.

he's quick to get you in the car, making sure you're settled in before shutting the door. he jogs to the driver's side, swiftly turning the car on and switching gears. he desperately needed to be in bed with you.

you take jamie's phone and play some of your own music, "perfect places" by lorde happening to come on shuffle. as jamie drives through the city he sneaks glances at you, biting on his cheek.

jamie's so focused on getting you home, he hardly notices you propped up on the center console. you're quick to move your hand down to his crotch, palming him through his pants. in a few seconds, jamie's already groaning and breathing heavily. continuing to palm him, you leave soft kisses on his neck and cheek. jamie continuously shifts in his seat trying to position himself most satisfyingly.

"what's wrong baby? does it not feel good?" you teasingly ask.

"move", he bluntly responds pushing you off him.

you're taken back by his actions but realize his urgency. jamie is looking over his shoulder and turning on his right blinker, finding the nearest exit.

"jamie what're you-"

"I can't wait. need you now." he speeds off to a side road and into the closest empty parking lot. the building was deserted, every light out.

jamie parks the car, eagerly takes off his seatbelt, and sternly commands you to the backseat.

you jump between the console and make your way into the backseat, while he opens the driver's door getting into the back. it takes no time before jamie is cradling your head with one hand and guiding you down onto your back. his tenderness is strikingly contrasted by the hunger in his kiss. his kisses are sloppy, as his hands roam your body. he moves down to your thighs, scooting your dress up.

"look so fucking gorgeous my angel, such pretty legs", he growls in your ear as he smooths his hands over your lower half. he lifts up your right leg, placing kisses along it.

jamie moves to connect his mouth with your neck, sucking harshly. you wince and moan when he nips at the skin with his teeth. the bulge in his pants rubs against your body as he continues his attack on your neck. with one quick motion, jamie removes his shirt revealing his toned chest which makes you whine.

after leaving a few marks on your neck his kisses move lower, lips making contact with your chest.

jamie tilts his head upward to find your eyes, "are you ready y/n? if you're having any second thoughts tell me and we can stop, i promise."

you smile at him and stroke his hair before responding. "i'm ready jamie, promise."

jamie presses a gentle kiss to your skin before reaching up to pull on the straps of your dress. "take this off doll."

doings as you're told, you hinge slightly to remove the dress. jamie's eyes go wide at the plum bralette.

"is this...is it for me?" he asks with a small stutter.

"who else would it be for?" you shoot him a playful wink that makes him chuckle.

"can i take it off you?"

"yes, please", you sound so needy but jamie finds it arousing.

once again you sit up halfway to let jamie unclasp the bralette, which he does with ease. seems like he's been practicing.

without letting you prepare, jamie's attaching himself to your breast, flicking your nipple with his tongue. he moves his opposite hand up to massage your other boob. his sounds and movements are electrifying, making you arch your back and moan his name.

after a few minutes of jamie giving your tits his attention, you needed more. you softly nudge jamie's head down, signaling him to move towards your pussy.

as instructed, jamie moves to position himself in line with your dripping core. "you ready angel? just tell me to stop and i will."

"i'm ready jamie", you moan.

jamie hooks two fingers around the lace panties you're wearing. he pulls them off you with ease and takes those same fingers to your entrance. he glazes over your soaked folds, slowly moving to your clit. his fingers toy with your clit for a moment, making you buck your hips and whine. jamie presses an occasional kiss to your thigh just to hear you moan.

"please jamie", you mewl, "need you now, so bad."

without objection he's up on his knees unbuckling his belt. in swift motions jamie unzips his pants and lowers them along with his underwear. his length springs up towards his abdomen, already leaking with pre-cum. jamie reaches into his back pocket, grabs his wallet, and unravels a condom package. he stretches it out and glides it onto his dick. he takes his dick into his hand and begins to rub the tip inside your drenched pussy. you both groan and you lift your hips off the seat for more pressure.

after rubbing his dick inside you for a few short seconds he says, "remember angel, if you need me to stop just say stop. i'll pull out immediately."

you nod shyly and begin to brace yourself for jamie's dick. he slowly pushes himself into your entrance, allowing you time to adjust to his size. you wince and inhale sharply which cuases jamie to look at you with a worried expression.

"i'm okay jam, promise. keep going."

with that, jamie continues to guide himself into you until he's fully inside. he begins a steady pace of moving back and forth, still letting you get used to him.

"faster jamie, please", you mutter and he does as you tell him.

he thrusts into you with stealth, causing you to become a moaning mess. the car fills with your moans and curses, jamie's soft grunts, and your playlist continuing quietly.

"so good beautiful, doing so good for me", jamie leans down and mumbles in your ear.

his hands rest on either side of your thighs, gripping tightly for support. his fingerprints are sure to leave a mark tomorrow.

jamie's movements are rough, yet so tender. small beads of sweat begin to form on his hairline and his chest begins to heave as he tries to maintain composure.

he lessens his grip on one of your thighs, beginning to rub your clit again. you moan his name, loudly. jamie throws his head back at your noises, and the feeling of his throbbing dick wrapped around your tight walls.

"fuck jamie, so close. so fucking close", you cry out to him.

"right there angel, just a little more."

jamie's encouragement helps you hold out for a little longer. it doesn't take much time before you begin to feel the swell in your lower stomach, making you antsy, "jamie gonna cum."

he's still rubbing your clit and quickening his pace inside you, "cum for me y/n, please."

the two of you let go, and you cum around his hard length. jamie's thrusts get sloppy as you let out guttural moans and screams for him.

he moans your name and slows down before gently pulling out of you. letting you catch your breath, jamie rustles around the backseat, through his practice bags to find a shirt to help clean you up. just his luck, he'd found two. he uses one to help clean you up, and hands you the other to put on instead of the dress.

once you both have come down from your orgasms and cleaned up, he sits back into the seat and pulls you into him. he moves the hair that's stuck to your face from sweat and kisses your head.

"I love you so much jamie", you let out not realizing what you've said.

trying to remain calm jamie responds, "i love you more y/n", but on the inside his stomach is doing flips and his heart is trying to fly away.

after a few moments of silence, jamie suggests, "should we go to my place and watch a show? i don't want to fall asleep without you tonight."

you smile widely and respond, "of course, as long as you make me coffee in the morning."

jamie laughs at you and pulls you close for a kiss. his lips are plump and sweet as he presses onto yours. he helps you back into the passenger's seat, then he gets settled back into his.

in his hand are your lace panties, "can i keep these?" he asks.

you hadn't even realized he stole them after removing them from you. "jamie, oh my gosh when did you steal those?"

"answer the question", he demands.

"...yes", you mutter under your breath.

jamie makes an excited cheer before tucking them into his pocket.

you didn't imagine having sex with jamie for the first time in the backseat of his car, but it was worth it.

#lov1ngdrysdale #hockey fanfiction #jamie drysdale #jamie drysdale x you #jamie drysdale x reader #philidelphia flyers #flyers hockey #nhl players #luke hughes #jack hughes #trevor zegras #anaheim ducks #ducks hockey #hockey oneshot

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Spellbound -Siouxsie and the Banshees (thoughts underneath)

I hate edward twilight so much but im fucking obsessed with his fucked up dynamic with shilo. Shilo is very narratively treated like a girl. In fact he's the perfect girl in his helpnessless. hes a prince stuck in a tower, he always needs a man to come to his aid (deacon, arthur, emizel), he is characterized with stereotypical female traits (not wanting to get dirty, cant fight, a smooth talker, innocent in ways that makes him sweet and naive, he wont assert himself)

it makes me want to go insane with how much edward takes away Shilo anatomy. A theme constant throughout shilo life, his mother forcing him to live in a tower, deacon taking him away from the arthur and emizel, arthur taking a protective role in shilo life which leads him to thinking he has authority over shilo shown in the midnight circle when he says they didnt ask for his permission . Edward drugs shilo for shits and giggle presumably to ruin his night and to embarrass himself because it was a hallucinogen. The drug being administered when he forces shilo to drink from a body, a form of drinking shilo's body doesnt accept. Edward kipnapping shilo into his bed changing his clothing (pjs and later outfit). The entire blood bond, first drink being when he was unconscious and the second under false assumptions.

Going back to shilo’s lack of control its done to him by adults far older than him. Shilo gets treated like a child, one that needs pampering and protecting. While frustrating for shilo he is only 18 within the story, barely an adult. These adults being, his mother, deacon and arthur (to a lesser extent) all of which are people he seeks out for protection. he leans heavily on them to provide him with food, blood. And Edward in his second appearance tells shilo he can teach him, be a guide for him in the strange lands of LA. Edward tries to liken himself to the level of care taker that arthur is to him, while also maintaining a romantic aspect to their relationship. The trope of waking up healed in ur love interest bed. this older man the age of his mother taking card he’s fed (with edwards blood)

Sorry i dont have an end to this, if u want me to tag this with something please say what and i will. Just need to get whats haunting my brain out

#my art #shilo bathroy #jrwi edward twilight #hes implied as putting the necklace on #sorry hes gripping it with several tons force turning those pearls to ash #i couldnt figure out how to daw it gentler #jrwi the suckening #just roll with it #jrwi fanart #jrwi show #the suckening #jrwi shilo #rambles #jrwi

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moonshynecybin · 3 days

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I was watching Qatar 2014 and Nick Harris is like is Marc’s leg gonna start playing up and I was like oh is he injured and the nick was like yeah spiral fracture of the right tibia so of course I had to research about it and it takes 4 to 6 months to heal 18 months if it’s bad and Marc’s like no 6 weeks and then I’ll ride a bike in a sport that requires me to use a lot of leg strength in corners and I’m like Marc how did you win the opening 10 races with a not properly healed leg and more importantly htf are you walking let alone riding like he is a different breed of insane like they are all insane but im like how do you do this marc i would simply lay in bed for those 4 months cause i don't deal well with pain. but is this how he always was with injuries bar Sepang 2011 cause he couldn't ride even if he wanted to after that one until his vision got better and he had the eye surgery. Sorry this got long but damn i want someone to right a thesis on marc and his way he deals with injuries cause how is he this chill about them like he just answered questions about his injuries with a blank face and i don't know how he does it.

i was rewatching hitting the apex today. as i do. and they were setting up the HUGE theme of injury that’s the film’s axis kind of rotates on (hard to talk about 2013 without mentioning some important collarbones) and there’s an interesting part of it where jorge lorenzo is talking about how he flipped a switch with regards to his fear/regard for injury (when he was a rookie i think). he talks about crashing three times in one weekend and having absolutely no fear about it, and then suddenly sort of realizing that he needed to respect his body (STILL DOES THE ASSEN BROKEN COLLARBONE 500 MIND YOU) and have a little more thought for the danger of what they do (underscored by him talking to the press very articulately and succinctly after him and sic have a moment on track)… he treats it as a fundamental shift in his philosophy regarding his health and the sport, which i think is interesting and revealing, and probably a reaction a lot of riders have at one point in their lives. normal for an extreme athlete as they grow and gain more forethought and experience.

BUT. when later we get to hear him talk about MARC. and jorge’s like. he reminds me of me when i was twenty and you don’t think you’re ever going to die or be injured. he’s young. i was like jesus christ but marc hasn’t. changed that much. like he HAS a LITTLE, and i think injury has really shaken him and he KNOWS he needs to respect his body/be careful. but he still has about 8 moments a weekend where he’s five bombing someone up the inside and they look like they physically want him DEAD this year. started off the year assuring the ducati boss he would limit crashes and he’s had TWO DNFS. in three race weekends. and like i don’t think either of those were really his fault but uh. yeah that’s marc !

and i think it’s so interesting disciplined ass jorge just. decided to learn and apply that lesson. case closed. like he’s not perfect at it (collarbone….) but who is in this sport— he still noticeably changed. while marc was forcibly and horribly “taught” that lesson in the most gruesome, protracted way possible, and i’m still not sure he’s entirely internalized it AT ALL !

#hitting the apex actually slays because it’s kind of an in depth examination on victory and risk.#and as such they have to talk about both edges of that sword.#some of the biggest insights we get about vale (it was scary 2 see his dad crash !!!) and jorge imo #motogp #callie speaks #asks

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crushedsweets · 2 days

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ninakate or any wlw nina ship w/ good luck babe by chappell roan,,,,

oh god. ok youre so right that this works with any wlw nina ship, but im gonna go through the lyrics and describe some toxic ass ninakate scenario that comes to mind LMFAOOOO SORRY I LIKE TOXIC YURI

ok so in an AU of my AU where ninakate happens, it all starts after nina is stabbed by jeff. they make her heal in the proxy cabin cuz theyre worried jeff will break into ninas apartment and finish the job(he has no interest in doing that tho). tim/brian/toby/jack are busy with zalgoid issues, SO kate sorta...keeps watch on nina while she heals. cuz of that, nina starts latching onto kate. between kate cleaning the stab wound, bringing her water, wrapping her up in gauze, nina crying into kates arms unprompted, asking kate to sleep in the same bed with her cuz she cant sleep, nina asking kate quiet questions for hours while the radio hums and rain pours outside... they share an awkward, "meaningless" kiss. nina blamed it on emotions running high. kate didnt know what to blame

(this section is HEAVILY inspired by still a friend by the back seat lovers, the entire song is very my-au ninakate)

SOOOOO i wanna go from THAT SONG into good luck babe by chappell roan...

"you can say that we are nothing" after the kiss, nina would probably be like 'we should go to sleep' and the next morning laugh about it and tease kate and be like "thats so funny, i never kissed a girl like that before. was that your first kiss? oh my god kate are you serious?! we should probably keep that between us, huh? its okay, it wont happen again!" and kates just nodding along while her brain is going 100mph. but kates perceptive as hell and she'd easily see all the little changes that happen afterwards. nina's gaze falling, her hands lingering, little comments she makes. and it'd make kate feel kinda stupid. "guess im the fool, with her arms out like an angel through the car sunroof" toby ends up 'inheriting' an old rusty red pickup truck from tim. i doubt it would have a sun roof, but i could see toby and nat up front, while nina and kate are in the back (like, the BACK bed of the truck). nina would be giggling, tilting her head back and her hair is flying like crazy and her arms are out and kate cannoooot get that damn kiss out of her head, especially when nina looks like that.

im thinking maybe it happens again. the group was hanging out, but nat and toby went off somewhere else, leaving nina and kate together. and kate offers to walk nina home, but ninas like 'what if i spend the night instead?' and kates immediately like Oh jesus christ okay. and they talk . and chat. and banter. and nina would bring up that stupid kiss and say something about 'i wouldnt mind doing that again. i mean, as friends.' and kates head is spinning.

and despite all of this, nina is still in a bad headspace. before, during, and after her relationship with jeff, she has HORRIBLY low self esteem and a need for attention/validation, and she will seek it out anywhere. she'd blame it on a million and one things "oh its just for fun, oh i was just drunk, oh its not that serious, he was cute, i got his number!". especially when trying to heal her bruised ego after the whole jeff thing (alongside a few huge arguments with toby calling her out on her BS). and kate listens, and even though she's really blunt and straightforward, she doesnt feel mean. not like toby or nat or jack. so even when kates like "that doesnt make sense" "that seems stupid though" "why would you do that" ninas just laughing and being like "it just felt right in the moment! im having fun, kate!". she thinks kate just doesnt get it, on account of never being in a relationship, but kate knows whats going on. she knows why nina is the way that she is, but all she has to say is . GOODLUCK LMFAO. shes not here to control or convince or plead with anybody, and def not nina. and i think that would kinda irk nina a little. she'd kiss kate, then a couple nights later talk about a guy she met at a bar, and kate just side eyes her and is like 'have fun' and nina wishes there was more

ok whether their kisses turn into anything else, i think theyd both continually agree to keep it a secret from everyone else. it would just be a huge mess that neither of them want to address, especially kate dealing with toby. but i think once kate starts getting a little affection and whatnot that she's never received (she's been in the chaser mode for over half her life, mind you), it would feel incredibly suffocating but also incredibly freeing. like she feels like something new has opened up to her, something that she got locked out of years ago. and nina has the key, unfortunately

ok this is where the song and story falls apart a little cuz ninas not getting married to anyone. i guess this could be a hypothetical where she goes back to jeff for a moment in time, but.. ehh.... dunno how i feel about that. and i dont think the 'i told you so' fits kate cuz she just kinda lets nina do whatever. asks questions and is like ??? and maybe has a bit of an attitude when saying 'good luck with that', but she never tells her what to do

i know "the feeling" is more about being into girls and how you cant hide from it, but i dont think the whole lesbianism thing would be their issue. in a ninakate interpretation of the song, i think 'the feeling' is either ninas issues with romance and self worth, kates ache to be with someone despite thinking she has no right to it, ninas guilt for leading kate on, and of course their literal romantic feelings...

anyway. anyway. um. cries. i just i really. i really im just. im fond of lesbians alright.

#asks #ninakate #creeped #sort of. its an au of creeped where ninakate is a thing. LMFAOOOO #ill leave the tags at that cuz im really embarrassed by this

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Omg I need u to write about shower sex with Hamzah

yesyesyesyesyes! his wet curls UGH I WOULD DIIIIEEEEEEEEEE.

——nsfw——

“yes baby i have to go, but i’ll be back soon. I promise.” he leans down and places a kiss on your forehead. “We just have to get all these videos recorded before Martin goes away on vacation with Mandy.”

“okay then” you say in defeat.

he collects his keys from the bed side table before you come up with an idea. You really don’t want your boyfriend to go.

“I love you baby, i’ll be back soon okay?” he says, giving you another kiss.

“yea, okay! I’m just gonna you know..” you say teasingly, taking your shirt off and throwing it on the floor. “..gonna relax and have a shower.”

You step out of your shorts and panties next, looking over at Hamzah, his eyes shifting from your face, to your exposed chest and down to your ass as you turn around, swaying your hips into the bathroom.

“have fun with Martin!” you shout from the bathroom, leaving the door unlocked before turning the shower on and getting underneath the water. At this point you can’t tell if Hamzah has moved at all so you just decide to keep teasing him.

“mhmm” you moan, sounding a lot more sensual than anticipated. “the waters so warm, fuck.”

Hamzah barges through the door.

“Martin can wait.” he says mid way through removing his shirt. “Waters warm hm?”

“mhm” you reply, looking at him through wet eyelashes, rubbing soap all over yourself and your chest.

He keeps his eyes on yours, unbuttoning his pants and walking into the shower with you.

“You know how important it is for us to record these videos right, princess?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Hamzah, i’m just taking a shower.” you play dumb, turning yourself around facing away from him.

he scoffs, grabbing you by the neck and turning you around, forcing you to look up at him.

“don’t play dumb now Y/n.” you says through his teeth, pulling you close.

“I- i’m sorry. I just wanted to spend time with you” you whimper out, feeling your core getting wet at the close contact.

“well” he runs his thumb past your lips. “better make the time worth it.”

he crashes his lips into yours, running his fingers through your hair, tugging it slightly, before moving his hands down grabbing your ass. You moan into his mouth, moving your hips forward to meet his already hard cock.

“so fucking bad” he smirks, pinning you against the shower wall. He kneels in front of you, placing both your legs onto his shoulder as he wastes no time tongue-fucking your folds.

you moan, grabbing onto his hair pulling him closer.

“fuck Hamzah-“ you grind into his face, riding out the pleasure. You don’t know what’s getting you wetter, him eating you out or his ability to hold your whole body weight up on his shoulders.

“that feel good hm?” he looks up at you,

running his tongue through your clit and adding two fingers inside of you.

You feel your orgasm coming closer than expected, hitting you so quickly and strong you let out a loud moan, pulling Hamzah’s hair whilst riding out your high on his mouth.

“I didn’t say you could come princess.” Hamzah stands, flipping you around and bending you over and slamming into you without warning.

“So fucking wet.” he fucks you hard and fast, the combination of hot water falling on your back and Hamzah’s hard slams making you cry in pleasure.

“too- much” you cry, which only makes him go faster and deeper.

“can’t handle it, princess?” he grabs a fist full on your hair, pulling you closer and deeper into him.

“I- im gonna cum” you moan out.

“n- not yet.” Hamzah grunts, pulling you up and wrapping his hand around your throat.

“you’re gonna be a good girl aren’t you baby?”

“m-mhm”

“say it.” he tightens his grip around your throat, still fucking you. tears running down your face.

“i’m gonna be good, fuck Hamzah.”

“good.” his thrusts getting sloppier. “cum for me baby.”

You do as you’re told, cumming around your boyfriend’s dick, screaming his name. He keeps thrusting hard and fast into you, riding out his high, shooting his cum inside of you.

“the water bill is gonna be high this month” he laughs, turning you around and giving you a kiss.

“Are you gonna go hang out with Martin now?” you say, feeling your legs give out so you lean on Hamzah for support.

“nah, i texted him before coming in here. Figured it was gonna be a long night.” he laughs, pulling you up so that your legs are now wrapped around his torso.

“we’re not done here yet.”

#hamzahthefantastic #slushynoobz #hamzah x reader #hamzahthefantastic x reader #hamzah #hamzah x y/n #hamzahthefantastic x you #hamzahsmut #dom!hamzah

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Grayson x reader argument angst/comfort

dates and bags

this was supposed to be in my current series but I've decided to stop it and so it's here!! idk if it'll come under comfort tho because it's just vvv little confort but YEAH!!!!!

It has been exactly a month since things started becoming a bit serious with Grayson and her. A month of pure contentment. But it didn't last long, it was like someone was praying for them to seperated because Grayson started being distant. Everyday phone calls became text messages, text messages became one word reply or being left on read. Weekly dates or just them going out together became rare. He barely answered her calls, he'd text her ‘im bust’ after ignoring her calls. At first she believed that he was actually busy with work, after all he had his own life. But how long can one stay busy? Probably Grayson Hawthorne but this time Grayson Hawthorne has a girlfriend or whatever they are right now. A serious commitment.

It took her three phone calls and use of imperative sentences to convince him to meet her at a cafe they used to meet. Neither of them spoke much once Grayson arrived at the cafe late.

“So, how are you doing?” She asked him with a bland tone.

“Fine” He replied with an aloof tone.

“Are you sure?” She asked with her eyebrows raised.

“Yes.”

“Then why have you been acting like an asshole to me all week?” She snapped.

Grayson was taken aback by her snapping. But he kept his cool. “No need of vulgar language to resolve whatever silly reason you're mad at me for”

“Silly reason?” She scoffed.

“I don't think I have done anything for you to be this mad” He said.

“You've been distancing yourself from me and ghosting me for a week!” She tried hard not to yell.

“I told you, I have been busy. Plus, I do answer your texts.”

“No, you don't. You say ‘ok’, ‘i'll text you later’, ‘i’m busy’. You don't answer me.” She cleared it for him.

“I thought you'd understand that I'm a busy man, I don't have time for you all day”

“But you did when we met! If not all day, you had time for me for at least an hour. Now you can't even spare me a minute” She breaks down, the anger now turning into hurt.

Instead of giving her a reason, a real reason. Grayson tried to leave. “Look, I don't have time for this. I'll talk to you later,”he said.

“Screw this. Don't bother. If you even bother enough to think about me.” She stood up, grabbing her bag and taking out a bill to pay. “I'm out of this. I'm done”

“What do you mean?” He asked as he watched her move out of their table.

“You know what I mean.” With that the one romantic relationship that worked out well for Grayson ended.

She tried not to think about Grayson and how he used to treat her, she tried not to care at all so she wouldn't be hurt. But she failed every time. It has been exactly four days since she called it off and blocked his number, not that she was expecting him to call or text. At 1 in the morning someone knocked on her apartment door. She walked out of bed and started to think whether or not to answer the door, it's 1 am, who could it be?

Sighing she opened the door just 3 inches to see who it was while holding a broomstick behind her. She was surprised and angry to see who it was.

“Grayson?”

He smiled. “Hello, love” She can smell the alcohol in his breath.

“What are you doing here?” She asked, and she noticed he was still holding a flask. How much did he drink?

“I missed you” He looked at her how he used to.

“Well keep missing me, cause I'm not talking to you. Go back to your place” She said and was about to slam the door but stopped when he gagged like was going to puke.

“Sorry about that. Anyways, you look so beautiful,” he commented with a cheeky smile. Her anger only grew.

“Did you drive here?” She asked and he nodded. “Are you stupid? Driving while you're this drunk?” She asked, followed by an annoyed scoff.

She shook her head and asked him to book a cab and go back to his place again, when he tried to get closer to her he almost lost his balance.

“You're so frustrating.” She said and grabbed his arm to help him inside her apartment, she helped him to sit on the couch and went to grab a glass of water for him. When she came back he was drinking from the flask again, she snatched it from his hand and handed him the glass. “Drink this”

“Thank you” He drank it. “Shouldn't you be mad at me?” He asked.

“I am.”

“Then why are you offering me water?”

“So you can sober up and leave”

“Wrong. Because you're nice,” he said. “Too nice. Too pretty, too adoring, too passing, too considerate” He kept going.

“All that and yet—” Grayson cut her off mid sentence by talking.

“I told my brothers about you” He said. “And what happened”

“What did they say?” She tried not to think that Grayson told his brothers because he thought he messed up.

“They called me an idiot” He smiled.

“You are”

“I know. They also said you deserve an explanation. I guess that's why I'm here”

“Go on, explain”

“Like I said, you're just too good. Too good for me, I don't deserve you but I decided to be selfish when I asked you out. But I started to panic because I was getting attached to you, I thought this would just be a fling but it was becoming so much bigger. It wasn't supposed to be like that for me, I can't stay selfish for a very long time. If you know my family history you'd hate me.” He explained.

“You think you don't deserve me? Grayson, I'm not special. And that is no excuse to distance yourself from me. Do you know how much you've hurt me? And I don't care about your family history, I liked you for you. You as an individual.”

“You liked me? You don't like me now? I understand. It was a false hope for thinking you'd still like me, I did act like an asshole to you” He let out a fake chuckle.

She thought for a moment before speaking. “I still like you, you know. You can't dislike someone just like that, especially someone like you.” She said.

Grayson blinked “You do?”

She nods.

“Does that mean you'd be willing to forgive me? My brothers said I should at least try and ask you for another chance” He asked.

She rolled her eyes. “First of all you didn't apologise yet.”

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“For pushing you away because I hate myself and can't allow myself to have nice things”

She sighs. “It's gonna take a lot more than a drunken apology.”

“So you'd be willing to try?” He asked with a hopeful smile.

She shrugged. “Now come on, let's get you to bed.” She said and took his hand, and laid him on her bed. “And don't you dare puke on my sheets” She warns.

He moved to the corner giving her some space, she climbed next to him and he wrapped his arms around her. “Is this okay?” He asked.

“It's fine.” She said, totally not bothered by his touch.

After five minutes of silence she spoke. “You know, you deserve to be loved. I don't why you think you don't, but you're a nice person, Grayson. And if you let me, I might fall in love with you”

“Thank you for saying that. Also, take back what you said earlier.” He said.

“What?”

“When you said you're not special. Because you are, to me.”

She turned to his side. “Don't sweet talk me. You owe me multiple dates before I officially forgive you”

“Just dates?”

“And a bag, maybe.”

“Dates and bag it is then”

She smiled. “You're really good at pushing people. But this better be the last time. Okay?”

“Yes, ma’am”

#grayson hawthorne #the inheritance games #the brothers hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #xander hawthorne #avery kylie grambs #nash hawthorne #the hawthorne brothers #avery grambs #the grandest game #grayson hawthorne x reader

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renranram · 2 days

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can you pwease do some ted nivision / schlatt / charlie angst about them and reader having a stupid and petty argument that ensues over to recording where you can tell there's somethinf going on but can't tell whether its banter or not-

i just want some good classic argument angst 🤭

Pick who?

sfw !

fem!reader x ted x schlatt

rei writes angst for a while then failing miserably

@.giggleburger • 10 mins

guys y does the new episode seems off 😭??

#chucklesandwich #schlatt #ted #y/n #charlie

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@.numberoneschlaggotever • 6 mins

↳ replying to @.giggleburger

TRUE IT'S MORE DRIER N SAD, like no banter? no flirts? no jokes?

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@.milkthemilkman • 1 mins

↳ replying to @.giggleburger and @.numberoneschlaggotever

lmao it's either a bit or they actually fought

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you sigh out, reading recent tweets from their latest episode, it was two the three of them fought, you, ted and schlatt

the whole ordeal was schlatt and ted had been courting you, they've been trying to outdo eachother by giving you gifts, flirting with you, compliments and affection

during the past few weeks, you and ted had been hanging out, and of course schlatt noticed, he was blazing with jealous

so before a few minutes on your recording for the new episode for chuckle sandwich, he approaches you

" how's the dates? had fun without me? " schlatt states, glaring you as he crosses his arms

" jay? what are you talking about? " you reply, confused and shock at the sudden confrontation

" you've been going on dates right? you guys hang out like im also not into you " he added, " why can't you just decide already? "

" decide on what? " ted approaches the both of them as he rests his arm around on your shoulder, " oh, your boyfriend's here too " schlatt commented, his tone, snarky

" jay you're getting things wrong.. it's not like that " you try to explain, but ted accidentally interrupts you, " what like that? "

" i dont know, maybe she finally actually decides on who she likes? " schlatt retorts, glaring at ted's hand around you, " you can't just for her out to pick on both of us, she can have the time she needs " ted defends you with a sigh

" how fucking much more does she needs? it's been months, months of us going back and forth, aren't you tired ted? "

" schlatt, you do realize this is a huge deal right? you can't just suddenly confront her at topics like this " ted shakes his head, patting your back for comfort as schlatt pushes his hand off of you

" jay.. im sorry but this isn't just fair " you mumble, " fair? no, y/n, fucking make your decision, make me realize if all the things i did for you was worth it or no " schlatt continues

" schlatt, you're pressuring her " ted states, " im pressuring her to finally know the truth, does she likes me or you, that's just what i wanna know. "

" i.. i can't.. i cant decide right now " you mumble as ted rubs your shoulder but schlatt scoffs, " did sucking ted's dick feel that good? " schlatt blurts out

ted gasps, as you froze in your spot, flabbergasted and overwhelmed but then feeling anger as you hit a slap on his face, leaving a red mark

" you know what schlatt? maybe you're right, maybe... maybe the things you did for me weren't worth it " you mumble, teary eyed, " im sorry if i made you waste your time, you can fucking leave "

ted glares at schlatt, as he follows after you, leaving schlatt all by himself as the man comforts you

the whole argument caused the rest of the episode to be dry, cold and just.. not it, you avoided schlatt the whole episode, talking to only ted and the oblivious charlie

you groan out as you rolled on your bed, blaming yourself, maybe if you could've picked at that moment this wouldn't happen-

a knock interrupts your overthinking, you glanced at the clock, 11 pm, maybe your pizza had arrived? as you get off your bed, you slowly open the door revealing a teary eyed schlatt, a bouquet on his hand

" ... hi " he greets as you look away, " .... hi " you respond as he sighs out, " im.. im so fucking sorry " schlatt mutters

" i know.. i know i was impatient and so fucking jealous, i acted out my anger and im so fucking dumb to only realize that id hurt you " he states, " i should've waited, i should've never said those to you during our argument, y/n, i.. i fucking love you, im so.. im so fucking sorry "

your eyes widened, schlatt wasn't always the one to talk about his feelings, he'd rarely mention it, " it's alright.. if you.. you know.. wont let me have a chance anymore, i understand, im a fucking dick "

" but yeah.. i hope you forgive me " he mumbles, handling you the bouquet as you slowly face him, " .. jay.. im also.. uhm.. sorry for making you wait this long.. " you mutter, receiving the bouquet, " i understand why you'd suddenly confront me and.. say those things "

" it's fine.. if you dont want to chase after me anymore, i genuinely understand- " you were cut off by a hug, " no, im not letting that loser take you all by himself "

" this feels fucking cringey to say.. but i love you y/n, i dont care how long you'll love me back... or never love me back but that's just.. that's just what i wanna say, i fucking love you "

#chuckle sammy #chuckle sandwich #jschlatt #jschlatt x reader #schlatt #schlatt fanfic #schlatt x reader #sleep deprived podcast #jschlatt x reader smut #jschlatt x you #jschlatt x y/n #jschlatt fanfic #schlatt x you #schlatt x y/n #ted nivison #ted nivison x you #ted nivison x reader #ted nivison x y/n #light angst

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cjrights · 2 days

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well you said send it

THIS IS PURE SMUT IM SO SORRY

They had an incredible night out, laughing, talking, flirting. Both girls were buzzing with excitement as they left the club, holding hands. As they got to the car, Alora turned to Cj and said, "I think it's time to take this evening up another notch..." Cj smiled, knowing exactly what her friend meant. They drove back to their dorm, pulling into the empty parking lot. The girls looked around, making sure no one was watching, then quickly made their way inside.

Once they were safely in their room, Alora pushed Cj against the door and kissed her passionately. Their tongues danced together as their hands roamed each other's bodies. Moans escaped both of their lips as they continued to make out. Then, without breaking the kiss, A unbuttoned Cj shirt slowly, revealing her perky breasts. She took one nipple into her mouth, sucking gently while flicking it with her tongue.

Grinning, Alora reached behind Cj and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her large breasts bounced free, nipples erect and begging for attention. She cupped them in her hands, squeezing and rolling them before taking one into her mouth. Cj threw her head back, her breath coming in sharp gasps. "Oh god..." she whispered hoarsely.

As Alora lavished attention on Cj's other breast, she felt her own need growing. She knelt down, pushing Cj's pants and underwear down just enough to expose her sex. With a soft growl, she ran her tongue along Cj's folds, tasting her arousal. She teased her clit with the tip of her tongue, eliciting a loud moan from her friend. When she thought J Cj ready, she pushed her face deeper between Cj's legs, her tongue probing inside.

Cj's body buckled as waves of pleasure crashed over her. She gripped the back of Alora's head, thrusting against her tongue. Her moans grew louder, more frantic. "I'm going to cum!" she cried out, her voice echoing through the empty dorm. A pulled away at the last second, watching as Cj came undone, her juices spilling onto the floor. Breathless and panting, they collapsed onto the bed, wrapping themselves in each other's arms. Alora kissed Cj softly, their hearts racing.

well this sure is something!!

i fear you do not know our lore i was ready for my pillow princess

but this works too

i can’t bring myself to hit post ive been sitting here for like 4 minutes

#alora my princess #this is not how it would go #a for effort #oh luce look what you did #ARE U HAPPY TWIN

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 10 months

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i am asleep much in the way that Wally is asleep. that is to say, I Am Not Sleeping

#gave it my best shot for a minute there #really made an effort. its Not Working #see this is what happens when your sleep schedule is Fucked and you usually go to bed when the sun comes up #on a normal night id be jammin to tunes. scribbling with reckless abandon #tonight however i am at Someone Elses place so i need to be Quiet #i need to Sleep i am Driving tomorrow #brain wont cooperate tho. brains a bitch. id like to be unconchus #OH SHIT OH!!! I DO HAVE A JOKE I CAN MAKE BARNABY USE!!!#I HAVE A COUPLE OF OCEAN BASED ONES! FUCK!#sorry train of thought took a detour #im tired. today was mostly very good. had lots of Fun <3 #experienced something new! several somethings!!#and now im lamenting my wide-awakeness in a dark room #my hunting gathering badass self is Bored as Hell #and so: wally scribble of him sharing my woes #scribble salad #not gonna tag it as anything else

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micamicster · 3 months

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Folks, now that you have heard my story (Say, boy, hand me over another shot of that booze) If anyone should ask you Tell 'em I've got those St. James Infirmary blues

St. James Infirmary Blues, performed by Louis Armstrong, Cab Calloway, and various others

#the knick #perioddramaedit #tw gore #tw suicide #tw death #theknickedit #filmtvedit #filmtv #smallscreensource #honestly idk what else i should trigger tag if someone needs something tagged let me know!#as promised! in honor of my functional photoshop!#welcome to my beaaaauutiful gifset that i love so much and which nobody wants to see <3 #im sorry but i love the knick! a show nobody has watched! yay!#as long as i enjoy my content lol #in terms of the song... there's like 200 different recordings of it #louis armstrong and cab calloway are probably the most famous?#and i'm using an amalgamation of their lyrics for this set... louis version for the gifs and cab has an extra verse i put in the caption #GREAT fucking song. love that song <3 #anyway enjoy im going to BED <3

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protectoratenova07 · 1 year

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I will never not get annoyed over people saying that Brian/Grue joining the Heroes was the obvious and easiest choice out there. Admittedly, the WOGs expand more on it, but even with what we get from Arc 4 when he talks about his trigger event, I can't comprehend how anyone wouldn't see the reasons for him not wanting to join the government sponsored heroes.

Basing this off memory, but to sum it up, Brian goes to him moms house after getting a text from Aisha asking for help. He finds her in some poor condition ( I don't think he goes into detail and it may not matter if he did cause he's not telling the full truth here) and when he tries to take her back to his dad's, their step-dad gets in thew ay and doesn't let them leave. Brian proceeds to beat him up, take his sister back, and gets powers sometime in between.

Then, he, aisha, and their dad go to the police the very next morning. They explain what happened and Brian still describes how he almost got sent to jail. Only aisha backing him up and his step-dad missing an asshole anonymous meeting saved him. And he still got some months of community service. Like, in my opinion he did the right thing every step of the way and still almost got screwed over.

Sometime later, (not immediately cause he's 14 to 15 when he gets powers) he decides to try and take care of aisha by being a villain to get enough money/backing to do it.

That's all described in arc 4. Now we get into the WOGs. Again, basing this off memory, but I can try to find them later.

First, Brian lied about his trigger, a little bit. General event still happened, but when he claimed he didn't know who the man was besides being his mom's new boyfriend, he lied. He knew that man bc it was the same boyfriend who had abused him in the past. And his mom brought him back and let him interact with his sister. Add in his mom's other problems and his dad's ("I wouldn't describe him as abusive") there was a fair bit of emotions Brian was going through that he didn't share. But at the end of the day, every adult in his life failed him and his sister. He wouldn't be willing to extend his trust as easily.

Second, a different WOG described Brian getting into crime in a panic bc aisha had done something afterward that led to her needing to get bailed out of something with money (again, going off memeory) so even if he wanted to join the wards he'd be doing it with a record. Presumably he later decided he might as well go all in on it and get aisha into a safer environment than both his parents. He probably thought it may help with keeping her out of trouble as well if she wasn't around two people who didn't know how to raise kids (not that he did either, but he probably thought he couldn't do worse).

Third, by WOG he did actually consider the wards, but after researching them decided they wouldn't be worth it. Admittedly this was moreso bc of his own hangups with commitment. Bc telling the big organization your power and identity then trying to bail wouldn't really work out, but apparently it was still preferable to a career of crime. It's not like the Protectorate would actually have authority to take a child away from their parents anyway without major proof, especially if that kid isn't a parahuman themself.

Fourth, the undersiders were generally a low risk high reward chance until Taylor joined and brought them her bad luck. They operated for a year and only got into some mild skirmishes with Lung and them being escape artist didn't have an issue with him. Besides that, they made a shot ton of money on top of the 2grand their sponsor gave them.

Fifth, I don't think we ever learned what the time table was for Coil helping out with Brian getting custody, especially given how suspicious Brian was of their mysterious boss and his motives preleviathan. Maybe Coil admitted to knowing Brian's problems and offered a solution at the start. Maybe Brian opened up with it as a condition to him joining. Or maybe after a few months of getting 2grand a relatively easy missions Brian decided to trust the boss who hadn't screwed him and ask for the money to be given to him in a legal paycheck for better chance at custody. I say that last option bc Brian is supposed to be the careful pragmatic one who thinks about his choices and doesn't do the crazy option unless bug girl decides to go full throttle and he begrudgingly goes along. And giving his personal details and a sure fire way of blackmail isn't excalty the pragmatic choice.

Tldr: he has to have some pretty big distrust of authority cause shifty parents and probably shotty police and by WOG became a criminal in a panic before going full in on it. Cause he was, again, like 15 years old.

Now, the argument for him joining the wards is that the Heroes/PRT could have snapped their fingers and given everything Brian would want. And seeing the deal Madcap got I can definitely see the idea behind it, but there are a few problems with that. A) Brian wouldn't know shit about how desperate the Heroes are bc they don't advertise that. B) I'm not sure how much power they would actually have over taking kids away from unhealthy environments cause laws and shit would probably limit that. C) as stated above, he says he almost got jailed for hurting his step-dad so I don't see him liking authority at this stage, no matter how just he was in the eyes of the law for it. D) Brian's own issues and that he's a 15 year old so he won't see the world as a perfectly rational being.

#parahumans #brian laborn #grue #worm #why didnt he get an interlude before his 2nd trigger wildbow #i just hate it when i see stuff like why didnt this emotionally ruined teenager act perfect and logical #i wrote this while needing sleep so sorry for typos #also thats not even getting into the 2 decade long nazi problem in the city he lives in #or how the the protectorate probaly just got their asses kicked by lung cause it would be around this time he made the abb #so the heroes arent looking good is what im saying #long post #meta #i guess? not sure #ill find the wog later im going to bed #maybe clean tbis up into an actual formated post as well

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