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obsessedwithegos · 2 years

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🌸 for emil, ✋for runa, 🥰 for harmonia, ☀️ for thei

🌸

CW for blood deprivation, sensory overload, dehumanization, pet whump, referring to someone as a ‘thing’ like an animal.

Emil sat on the floor of the basement, eyes locked down on the ground in front of him. The shop was busy today, at least a dozen people upstairs were loudly talking and laughing, their footsteps shook the floorboards above him. The metal collar around his neck weighed heavier than normal, the only distraction he could get from the noise and the smell. He could smell their blood in the air from their fresh wounds. Elves, fae, werewolf, he could tell what they were just by how their blood smelled. His fangs had been extended for a while, he couldn’t close his mouth all the way, they were uncomfortable. painful.

He couldn’t make out what most of the people were saying, their voices all blended together as they were an assault on his hearing. He could make out one familiar voice.

“Alright, you’re all done. You can take the cling wrap off when you get home..” It was Tael’s usual tattoo aftercare advice in his customer service voice. “Tell your friend to wait a moment before coming in here, I’ve got to go get more supplies so I can reset everything for them. I’ll be right back.”

He could hear the footsteps moving from the tattooing area to the waiting area, and another set moving from the tattooing area to the basement door. He didn’t look up as he heard the door open and heard Tael descending down the stairs. He knew for sure it was him as he got closer, now being able to smell his blood despite him not having any injuries.

He remained looking at the floor.

When he felt Tael’s hand touch his head and brush his fingers through his hair he could only squeeze his eyes shut and tremble. The sound from the people above, the smell of everyone’s blood, and now the touch on his head… It was too much, it was all too much. Tears built in his eyes as he trembled.

“You poor thing” Tael coo’d before taking his hand off of Emil’s head and walking away for a moment.

When he came back, Emil felt pressure on his head and ears, but it was quieter now. He opened his eyes and looked up at Tael who was smiling at him.

“Noise reducing headphones. Is that better?”

Emil nodded, his tears starting to fall from the joy of being relieved from just one of the many things happening.

“Good. Give me a moment, alright?”

Another nod, he watched Tael stand upright and walk over to the corner of the room; a corner in which a dog crate with an old worn down dog bed inside was stored. Tael opened the crate before walking over to the chain that connected Emil’s collar to the wall. He disconnected it and motioned for Emil to go to the crate.

It took him a second but after he realized he was being offered the crate, he was quick to go into it. There was enough room for him to comfortably turn around but it was still small, small enough to feel cramped, small enough to bring him comfort.

Tael coos again at the sight as he closes and locks the cage “Good. When I’m finished with this group I’ll bring you some food, I promise.”

Emil was already laying down and burying his face into the old dog bed in an attempt to block out the smells of blood. He manages to mutter out “Thank you, sir.”

He didn’t hear Tael leave as he manages to focus himself on this piece of comfort, the smallness of the cage reassuring him that no unknown hands are going to grab him without warning, that his collar or clothes won’t be harshly yanked on, that his hair won’t be pulled. Comfort that he’s safe from being hurt for now. Comfort that is his own small space.

Despite his hunger and the smell of blood upstairs, with the help of the headphones, this piece of comfort was all Emil needed to finally drift into some much needed sleep.

The rest are below the cut to shorten post length but they're all shorter than the first one kjdhgkjsdg

✋ ft. 🥰

Runa’s eyes felt heavy as his cheeks were wet with tears, this was the 5th time he had awoken from a nightmare. He was exhausted but decent sleep was far from his grasp. He rolls over in the bed and hugs his pillow, burying his face into it as he tries to muffle his own sobs.

He tenses as he hears the door open and hears Maci’s hoof steps entering the room. He sniffles “I’m sorry I-”

He’s cut off as Maci crawls into the bed and wraps her arms around him. “It’s alright…” Sleep was so heavy in her voice that he couldn’t tell if she was sleep walking or not. “...Another nightmare Maxon?” yea, she was sleep walking.

He hesitates, debating if he should wake her up, but at the same time.. Her touch felt so nice. “Yea.. Yea I had another nightmare”

She hums and moves her hand to run her fingers through his hair along with her humming. The humming only stopped whenever she had to talk. “It’s alright… I’ll protect you..”

The repetitive motion against his scalp and down his hair felt nice, he felt safe enough being held against her, a small smile crept it’s way onto his face

“I’ll scare off all the scaries.. Like this” she mutters followed by the fakest growling he’s ever heard, her hand temporarily leaving his hair to swipe at the empty air, causing him to laugh.

Upon hearing his laugh, her hand returned to his hair to keep running through it as she softly laughed before returning to humming.

Runa smiles and lets himself relax, the repetitive motion of Maci’s fingers running through his hair paired with her humming was enough for him to fall into a now peaceful slumber.

🥰

CW for past lady whump (not talked about)

Ellis was woken up by a knocking on his room door “huh? Yea?” He sleepily answers

The door slowly opens, revealing a shaken Harmonia with a blanket wrapped around her “I’m sorry for waking you up Ellis, I-” “Shhhhhhhh” He hushs as he scoots over to make room for her “com’ere” He mutters, holding his arm up.

Harmonia closes the door behind her before she crawls into the bed and into Ellis’s grasp as he wraps his arm around her.

“Nightmare?” “Mhm”

He hums as he pulls her close to him “wanna talk ‘bout it?”

She shakes her head “no..”

Another hum.

“Are you struggling to stay awake?” “Mhm.” Harmonia lets out a small laugh “You can go back to sleep, I just.. Really needed held” “Well. I can hold you and sleep.” “That sounds good. Ellis?” “Hm?” “Thank you.”

☀️

Note/warning: Thei’s and Alistair’s relationship is not a good nor healthy one, however this is one of the very few genuinely good moments.

“But Alli!!!! It’s so nice outside!” Thei whined “Come on, please???” He gives his partner puppy eyes.

Alistair defeatedly sighs “Alright, alright. I’m sure the people will last one day without us running the place.”

Thei lets out a cheer “I’ll go get the horses ready!” was all they said before excitedly running out of the room, causing Alistair to smile and shake his head.

The horse ride to Thei’s favorite flower field was pleasant. Alistair let them lead the way, smiling as Thei could barely contain themself.

Alistair tied the horses to a nearby tree as Thei ran off into the field, laughing as they fall into the overgrown flowers as the sun shines on them. “Come on Alli!”

Alistair laughs “I’m coming Thei, I’m coming.” he calls out.

“Not fast enough!!” They pout as they sit up to look at him. Once seeing that Alistair wasn’t going to be moving any faster, they huff and look down at the flowers in front of them. They grin as they get an idea and start to pick a few.

“Not everyone likes the sun as much as you do, dear.” Alistair says as he takes his time walking over to them. “It’s especially surprising considering your vampirism.” He jokes.

Eventually he reaches the tiefling and sits down beside them.

Thei grins and holds out what they had just finished, a messy flower crown “Ta-da!” they place the crown on Alistair’s head “and I know! But you tolerate and love me anyway!” Alistair sighs with a loving smile “That I do.” he says as he looks at them with an adoring look. “How about you show me how to make one of these?”

Thei smiles wide “Of course! So first…”

The time flies by as Thei teaches and shows Alistair how to make flower crowns. By the end they’re surrounded by the ones Thei has made where as Alistair only managed to make 2 and even then they’re barely holding together. The day is filled with laughter and playful frustration On the ride back, Alistair is wearing one of Thei’s many flower crowns and Thei tries to wear one that Alistair made, despite it falling apart due to the rhythm of the horses walking. They still manage to save a few flowers, planning to press them to add them to their personal diary as a memento of this simple, nice, and lovely day.

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nazumichi · 2 years

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hm, spring, for the wip ask game ? if not, sky ?

The talons clenched, he clenched his jaw along with them, preparing himself for the gust of wind and the awkward thrash that was Michiru taking flight.

The thrashing was oddly smoother this night, maybe it was just the clouds in his head. But he breathed in the night air, and could just smell it past the blood.

He loved that sky. The stars he could just barely see, looming buildings and bright signs. The moon a luminous and incredible thing.

“Wanna see this trick I’ve been working on?”

“Please don’t.”

#ask #i was gonna include michiru calling shirou a heavy object but I changed my mind because it’d be too long haha #ari tag #anyway I lied when I said I’d post the rest tomorrow I got bored so they’re coming out now !

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tvgals · 4 months

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i accidentally posted it so i had to delete it 😪

ALSO THANK UOU BAE 💞💞

‘ LET THE LIGHT IN. ‘

even though bully! connie had undeniable feelings for you, he hadn’t told anyone besides you yet. how big of a mistake was that?

you were smiling at yourself while getting ready for you and connie’s second date. you were officially his girlfriend, no one else knew but you two. connie said he’d never keep you two a secret! the lies he told.

your phone started to ring, the name ‘con 💞’ popping up. you grinned and answered the facetime. he was in the car with someone, a boy it sounded like. you were 50% sure it was his friend eren, but you weren’t sure.

“hi baby!” you grinned, waving at him.

connie’s eyes go wide, he immediately turns down the volume and keeps on driving, not saying a word. this was weird. usually he’d be so excited to be on the phone with you, so enthusiastic to talk to you, why was he so different now?

“who that?” you hear the boy in the passenger seat talk, now you were sure it was eren. “it ain’t nobody.” connie responds. eren laughed to himself. “i know that ain’t y/n.” you perk up at the sound of your name, you purse your lips and listen further. connie gave eren a look to ‘shut the fuck up’ but he kept on going. “bro, just tell her about the prank. i’ve seen her following you around, shit’s getting embarrassing.” eren starts to laugh harder.

“you haven’t told her yet? dude, you’re gonna crush her.” eren reprimanded connie through laughs. good thing this was his house. “okay okay, i’ll see you tomorrow?” eren asks, sticking his hand out so connie can dap him up, but connie just huffed and told eren to get out.

once the coast was clear, you sniffled. “what prank, connie?” connie’s heart breaks at the sound of your weak voice. he turns his phone back up and sighs. “nothing, baby.” connie sighed. “it is something. i’m not stupid!” you say into the phone. you’d gotten all pretty for no reason. for someone who asked you out as a joke. “no, it’s not. eren is just a dumbass. don’t listen to him.” connie tries to shrug off the situation.

“fuck you connie. i thought you’d actually change for me. i’m breaking up with you. don’t text me, don’t call me, don’t come over. we’re done.” you cry into the phone. you hang up and block connie, throwing your phone onto your bed. connie fucked up. something in his head told him to tell everyone else before shit got fucked up, but he never did. and it came back to bite him in the ass.

“jesus..” connie mumbled to himself, rubbing his face. he never knew this would blow up in his face. he thought it would just be harmless and no one would get hurt. he looked at the time, 5:45 and he headed off to walmart. he had to make it up to you. he pulled into the walmart parking lot, shoving his phone into his pocket. he walks inside and goes directly to the floral section, grabbing you a plethora of pink and purple and orange flowers. he smiles at the sight of your face in his mind. he hopes you can forgive him. connie then relocates to the card section, where he grabbed you a plain pink glittery card, where he plans to write a message to you. he then grabs you a few plushies and a pink gift bag.

he checks out and heads to his car, holding his breath on the drive to your house. he can’t even listen to music. he’s scared he’ll find a song that’ll remind him of you. he parked his car across from your house. he turns his car off and takes a deep breath, grabbing his gifts and walking to your door. connie is glad he knows his way around your family. your dad takes the morning shift, so he’s dead asleep while your mom takes third shift, so she’s at work. he lightly knocks on the door a few times. “please, y/n…” he whispers to himself. he gets a bit excited when he hears the pitter patter of your feet. he’s sure you have those cute pink socks with the bow on the top. you open the big door, sighing at the sight of connie.

“i told you don’t come over…” your voice is hoarse, sounding as if you’ve been crying ever since you’d hung the phone up. “i couldn’t just let you leave me without an explanation, baby.” connie says. “i gotchu some stuff…can we just talk?” he asks. you look down at his hands to see flowers and that cute little pink gift bag. “okay.” you say. you unlock the screen door and connie walks in, closing both doors before taking his shoes off. he follows behind you to your room. he intakes the familiar smell of winter candy apple immediately. connie hands you your gifts, which you handle with care when you place it on your nightstand.

“talk, connie.” you mumble, fiddling around with your fingers. “look, it was…” connie struggles to get the words out. “it was a prank.” connie admits, his head hanging low. you hold your breath, trying not to cry. “so what the fuck did you come over here for? just to play in my face?” you ask, almost crying. “no, no. you ain’t let me get to the point mama.” connie said, pulling you close. you tried to resist, but your mind wouldn’t let you.

“it started off as a prank. but when i started gettin’ to know you and seeing how you are, i fell in love. im sorry i didn’t tell anyone, baby…” connie apologized, rubbing circles along your hips. you gave yourself a second to register what he said to you. is he telling the truth? or was he just trying to string you along? “okay…” you mumble. “so you forgive me?” connie asks, hope in his voice. you sigh. “how are you gonna make it up to me? y’know i can’t forgive you this easy.” you grin, looking up at him. “i gotchu, mama.” connie says. he gently pushed you down on the bed. shimmying you out your pajama pants.

“you’re so pretty f’me…” he whispers, pulling your print panties to the side and gently kissing your cunt. “please connie, don’t tease.” you whine, arching your back. connie knew this was his last chance to make it up to you, so he did what he had to please you. he delve into your cunt, slurping and pressing sloppy kisses to it. connie almost lived in your cunt, always eating you out when you were stressed about finals, maybe even if you were just minding your business. “shit, connie!” you groan, arching your back and pushing his head further.

“mhmm…” connie hummed into your pretty pussy. “jesus, con!” you whined, your legs tightening around connie’s head. connie pulled away for a brief second. “open ‘em up, mama.” connie instructed you, pushing your legs apart before continuing to eat you out. “i’m gonna cum!” you moaned, trying to be quiet to not wake up your dad. “mhm, cum f’me…” he mumbles as you came on his face. connie couldn’t be more handsome than what he was now. his eyes low and filled with lust. “gonna let me fuck you now?” connie asked, pulling his dick out his nike sweatpants. “mhm…” you hum, pulling connie close to you. he chuckles at the action, pushing his dick inside your wet cunt.

“i’m so sorry, baby…” connie whimpers, thrusting into your cunt. “it’s okay…it’s okay…i k-know you didn’t mean it.” you forgive connie, holding his veiny hands. “please please, i didn’t mean f-for this to happen…i love you y/n.” connie moaned into your ear, his pace getting gradually faster. “don’t just throw that word around!” you reprimanded him, clawing at his back. “m not…i mean it…” connie whispers, almost too quiet to hear. “p-promise?” you sigh out, arching your back. “pinky promise.” connie smiled.

“‘m gonna cum…gonna cum so hard…” connie warned you. moaning like there’s nothing else in the world but you. “where d’you want it?” connie asks, looking up at you. “inside…” you gripe, curling your toes. with a few more strokes and moans, connie shoots his cum inside of you, biting your shoulder to keep quiet. after a few minutes of silence, you suck up the courage to ask connie a question.

“you really love me?” you ask, looking into his big olive eyes. “of course i do…” connie grinned, pressing kisses to your face. “so you forgive me?” connie asks, holding your hand. “yes. but you have to tell people we’re dating.”

“deal.”

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cryptidghostgirl · 3 months

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Make You Wish Chapter Four -- Vox

Pairing: Alastor x Reader

Warnings: I don't think there are any for this chapter? Correct me if I am wrong.

Word Count: 1,225

Previous Part: Chapter Three -- A Reunion

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A/N I wasn't planning on posting this until tomorrow, but it seems to have some rather excited fans so here is chapter four (and the fourth thing I'm publishing today. We're very done for the day. I am tried and have actual work to do.) Also guys, I'm screaming. I accidentally deleted the whole things right before I was gonna post it. Thankfully I had a draft from when it was almost done save but like, god that sucked.

On the screen was Vox, seated behind a desk.

"Top of the hour and we're discussing a certain has-been how has been spotted cavorting around town after a seven year absence." Vox was saying, a poorly drawn image of Alastor displayed on the screen to his left.

Y/n saw Alastor's ear twitch with irritation.

"Yeah." she sighed, folding her arms across her chest, "Vox has gone kinda crazy since you left. I told you, things got tough."

"Did anybody miss him? Did anybody notice? More on tonight's program." Vox said through the TV, shuffling a stack of papers.

Alastor changed the channel with another flick of his finger.

"Hun, don't worry yourself with it." Y/n advised, "He's still gonna be there tomorrow."

The new channel showed a talk-show set up, Vox-2-Nite, where Vox was both host and guest.

"So, the old Radio Demon is back in town." host Vox was saying to himself as guest.

"Why is he hanging around?" guest Vox asked, taking a sip from a mug that had 'fuck Alastor' written on the side.

"Al." Y/n warned, sensing her friends irritation growing.

"What does that mean for your family?" Host Vox asked before Alastor changed the channel again.

Vox was on the screen again, before a bright red curtain.

"Well, handily, I've got good news." he was saying theatrically, "He's a loser, a fossil, and I don't mean to sound hostel-"

Alastor changed the channel again. This time to one of Vox's mega church broadcasts. Vox stood in the center of the screen wearing a pope's hat with an inverted cross on it.

"But the demon is a coward!" he announced, his words matching the previous channels sentiments perfectly.

"Jesus, V." Y/n asked, eyes wide, "How many channels are you running this on?"

"You can take that as gospel. Pulling my viewers? Impossible. I'm visual, he's barely audible."

"Y/n." Alastor hummed, his eyes still fixed on the screen.

"Yeah?"

"You wont mind if I handle this quickly. We can have our little chat after, I promise. It wont take more than a moment."

"I don't know, Al..." Y/n sighed, crossing her arms and tapping her foot slightly, "This isn't good for you, letting him get under your skin like this."

Alastor changed the channel again. A cooking show appeared and Vox was standing before the oven, singing along to the music playing in the background.

"But he should've stayed away! While he hid in radio, we pivoted to video!"

Vox on screen turned to the oven as he sang, opening it and pulling out a deer's head on a plate. Y/n bristled at the site, her horns growing just the tiniest bit longer, her teeth just the smallest bit sharper.

"And now his medium is getting bloody rare!"

"Al?" Y/n asked sharply.

"Yes, darling?"

"I lied." Y/n turned to face him, "He took this shit musical. Rip him a new one."

"Oh!" Millie exclaimed, excitedly grabbing onto Moxxie's arm, "We're gonna get a show!"

Alastor's grin widened at Y/n's words, if that was even possible. He stuck his hand out to the side, his microphone materializing in his grasp.

"Lucky for me, I've got the best voice this side of the divide on my side." he noted, shooting Y/n a look.

Her eyes flashed red.

"You flatter me."

Alastor brought his microphone to his mouth, suddenly exceedingly calm. The imps present in the room watched in shock as his ears flattened along his head.

"Salutations, good to be back on the air!" he announced into the device, "Yes I know it's been a while since someone with style treated hell to a broadcast. Sinners rejoice!"

Vox's brow furrowed on the TV screen as he inched up close to the camera.

"What a dated voice." Vox shot back, clearly listening to Alastor's broadcast on the set of his cooking show.

"Instead of a clout chasing, mediocre, video podcast." Alastor continued, not showing any sign he had noticed the TV demon's insult, "Is Vox insecure, pursuing allure? Flitting between this fad and that, is nothing working?"

"Ignore his chirping!" Vox commanded from the TV.

Y/n laughed and, turning to face Alastor, realized the man held a hand out to her. With a smile, she took it and he spun her into his arms as he spoke. The music echoed through the office as Alastor raised the volume on the TV once again.

"Every day he's got a new format."

Alastor spun Y/n back out again as the pair began dancing.

"You're looking at the future!" Vox yelled back, "He's the shit that comes before that!"

As Alastor spun Y/n back into his arms, she laid one of her hands on top of his holding the microphone and pulled it closer to her face.

"Is Vox as strong as he purports, or is it based on his support?" she sang in a clear voice, Blitzo, Millie, and Moxxie's eyes widening with recognition at the sound, "He'd be powerless without the other Vees."

"That's true!" Alastor noted, pulling the microphone back to himself as Y/n let go of his hand and he spun her back out again.

"It can't be..." Moxxie muttered under his breath.

"Holy shit!" Millie cut him off, excitement creeping into her voice, "There's no way, Y/n is the guest star?"

"The fuck are you two talking about?" Blitzo asked, turning to Millie and Moxxie as they watched the couple continue to dance.

"Well, Sir," Moxxie began, fiddling with the cuffs of his jacket, "back before the Radio Demon went missing, he used to bring guests onto the show on occasion. There was one guest he never named during his broadcasts however. She mostly just sang songs and chatted with him but, she sounded an awful lot like Y/n did just now."

"You don't say." Blitzo hummed, his arms crossed as he turned back to Y/n and Alastor, "So much for little miss 'oh, my life has been so boring. You'd probably just fall asleep if I started talking about it!' She is so gonna get it later."

Alastor let go of Y/n's hand and leaned into the microphone, beginning to sing as well, using the music emanating from the TV as a base.

"And here's the sugar on the cream: he asked me to join his team!"

"Hold on!" Vox yelled.

"I said no and now he's pissy, that's the tea!" Alastor finished, ignoring the demon once again.

"You old timey prick!" Vox exclaimed, his face glitching slightly as Y/n wandered back over to Alastor.

She leaned an elbow on his shoulder, tilting her head to the side in amusement as they watched Vox struggle.

"I'll show you suffering!"

"Aww, the TV is buffering." Y/n said, leaning into the microphone, her voice dripping with sickly sweet pity.

"I'll destroy yoo-o-u-u" Vox exclaimed as his technical difficulties seemed to grow worse.

Alastor and Y/n exchanged a wicked pair of smiles as the TV flickered out. Shadows crept from the edges of the room, encircling their feet. Alastor held an arm out to Y/n once again which she took with a smile. In a flash of darkness, they were gone.

"What the fuck was that?" Loona asked, stalking into the room.

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Next Part -> Chapter Five -- The Conversation

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dumbseee · 3 months

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rumours, part two.

part one.

jude bellingham x influencer!reader.

fc: nailea devora.

groupchat: it girls 💕

larray:

ain’t no way you’re dating jude fucking bellingham and haven’t told us

y/n:

larry istg i’ll cut your hair in your sleep if you keep believing those DUMB rumours

oliviarodrigo:

girl

he’s hot asf why don’t you shoot your shot?

y/n:

with a footballer?

hell fucking no

these guys don’t know what being faithful to one person means

and i’ve heard plenty of shit about this jude guy

larray:

yeah me too tbh

y/n:

i’m not getting involved with him, period.

larray:

okay but what about his teammates?

y/n:

larry.

larray:

DO IT FOR ME

liked by judebellingham, yourbestie, larray and 789 928 others.

y/n: girls night 🥂

fan1: JUDE LIKED???

fan2: is she lying to us?? bc why would he like her posts now?

fan3: I JUST CHECKED AND HE’S FOLLOWING HER NOW TOO

fan4: maybe she lied to protect their privacy?? that would make sense tbh

fan5: you look so good 😍

fan6: she’s such a baddie omg, jude i get it now

fan7: didn’t know who she was before the whole jude drama but omg i love her

fan8: LEAVE JUDE ALONE YOU FREAK

fan9: petition for jude’s groupies to leave y/n alone

fan10: MOTHER

fan11: y/n please do another grwm i’m obsessed with your videos

fan12: how to be like her, she’s hot asf and has THEE jude bellingham at her feet

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insta dms:

y/n:

wtf is wrong with you?

i told you to tell your fangirls to leave me alone and what are you doing? you LIKE my posts and you follow me now?

leave me alone, jude.

judebellingham:

you looked good

you always look good*

are you free, tomorrow night?

y/n:

can’t you READ?

LEAVE. ME. ALONEEEEE.

or i’m pressing charges on you hoe.

judebellingham:

so it’s a yes?

i’ll send you the tickets and my jersey, someone will come pick you up, what’s your address?

y/n:

wtf

what do you mean?

judebellingham:

we’re playing against sevilla and i want you to come

y/n:

we don’t even know each other tf??

is that how you get all those girls to get obsessed with you?

that ain’t gonna work with me, boy.

judebellingham:

hm, i like you already.

y/n:

well, i hate you.

judebellingham:

haha

turns me on, love it.

y/n:

i am BLOCKING you

i hate him. i fucking hate him. who does he think he is? making me come see him to his stupid game, what am i, his mother? seriously i could’ve stayed at home, binge-watching the twilight movies like i do every year. now i have to go to his fucking football game, it’s going to be so nosy, damn it. and before you ask me, YES i am getting ready and i am wearing his jersey. not because i want to, but i know that i won’t hear the end of it if i don’t do it. yeah, i’m doing it because he’s forcing me, no other reason.

like jude said, someone did pick me up to take me to the bernabeu stadium, and i can’t believe i’m doing this. the venue is full of fans wearing either their real madrid jerseys or their sevilla jerseys. i can see men, women, kids, elderly people, they’re all here to have fun and support their favourite team and i have to admit that it’s a cute sight. let’s just hope that they don’t kill each other’s at the end of the match. i’m quickly escorted to the vip section, where friends, family and important people would seat for the game.

"oh my god, is that y/n?" a voice called from behind, i closed my eyes shut, fuck, and walked faster, i should’ve wore a mask to hide my face. if anyone picture me in this stadium with that motherfucker’s jersey on, it would end my career and i’m half exaggerating.

thank god, the vip section was secluded from the other people. the game started and i had to admit that it was fun to watch when you weren’t really supporting anyone. no stress, just having fun watching men run after a ball, just like dogs. jude was actually good, i never looked him up on the internet to watch his performances, i just knew he was the internet’s favourite whore and girls were thirsting over him. he was good looking, of course, no one could deny that, but more than anything he was annoying as fuck. i surprised myself, cheering for him when he scored a goal, what was wrong with me.

real madrid was actually leading the game with two goals against one. jude’s teammate passed the ball to him and he scored his third goal of the match. okay now, why did this motherfucker just point at the crowd, more specifically towards me? people turned around to see where he was pointing at, but thankfully they couldn’t see me. my heart definitely sank when he did that though, seriously what is wrong with this guy! it was a cute gesture, yes, but we weren’t dating and i promised myself to never date an athlete, tried it once and promised to never doing it again. jude was everything i hated in a man, he was reckless, cocky, full of himself and he knew he was hot. nothing worse than a guy who knows he’s handsome.

"how was i?" he asked, this big smile plastered on his face, i wish i could tear it off his face. "fine, i guess." jude made a weird face and put his hands on his hips. "fine? y/n, i was more than fine and you know it, scored three goals and they were all for you." he blew me a kiss and i swore i was about to knock him out. "yeah about that, someone could’ve seen me!" i said, slapping his arm, making him laugh. "darling, that’s what i wanted." okay, the way he was looking at me may or may have not made my heart skip a beat. "jude, i’m starting to believe that the fans gaslighted you into thinking we’re already dating." he laughed, making my cheeks heat up just a bit. "i just want to give the fans what they want to see." he shrugged and put his arm around my shoulders to start walking out of the changing room. i imediatly pushed his arm away and speed walked in front of him to hide my red cheeks. of course, the bitch was laughing at me, running to catch me and poking my cheeks to mock me. "aww, you’re blushing? i thought you hated me, darling." i put my hands on my cheek. "fuck you! it’s just hot in here!" "it’s literally minus two degrees, y/n."

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y/n: maybe football isn’t so bad 🙄

judebellingham: like the view? 👀

y/n: shut up.

fan1: SHE POSTED JUDE???

fan2: Y/N DID YOU LIE TO US???

y/n: WE’RE JUST FRIENDS GUYS OMG

judebellingham: for now* 🫢

y/n: jude istg…

fan3: OMGBSJSOSLSLMDMSLZ WTF

fan4: i am literally shitting bricks what the FUCK

fan5: i love the banter lmao they’re fun

fan6: i ship it tbh

fan7: y/n being a wag for 2024 omg

fan8: i love how she’s fighting it but we all know how it’s going to end

fan9: Y/N NOOOOOO NOT A FOOTBALLER

oliviarodrigo: well, well, well 👀

y/n: please not you too

larray: will you look at THAT

y/n: LARRY SHUT UP IM BEGGING

fan10: lmaoo even her friends are ratting her out

fan11: #savey/n

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insta dms:

y/n:

ARE YOU KIDDING ME

DID YOU REALLY DM POP BASE TO TALK ABOUT US???

judebellingham:

mmh, i don’t know what you’re talking about

y/n:

jude bellingham.

judebellingham:

okay maybe i did

BUT I DIDN’T KNOW THEY’D RAT ME OUT LIKE THAT

y/n:

FOR FUCK’S SAKE

judebellingham:

anyways it’s not a big deal tbh

are you free tonight?

y/n:

no.

judebellingham:

nice, i’ll come pick you up at 9 <3

y/n:

are you BLIND?

i said no bitch

judebellingham:

suddenly i can’t read.

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y/n: get you a man who eats his spaghettis with his hands 😍

judebellingham: i wonder who is this gentleman 🫢

y/n: yeah i wonder too 🙄

fan1: pls not jude carrying y/n’s purse

fan2: they’re so cute stop

fan3: my favourite couple

fan4: PARENTS

fan5: lmao i bet jude is the one who begged her to be his gf

y/n: yes.

fan6: JAISOSPXLD’´S

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#football x reader #football masterlist #football au #football #jude bellingham x oc #jude bellingham x you #jude bellingham fic #jude bellingham fanfic #jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham #bellingham #jude bellingham fluff #fluff

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7ndipity · 3 months

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False Pretenses

fwb!Jungkook x Reader

Summary: Just how fair does the ‘benefits’ aspect between Friends with Benefits actually extend? Based on this meme.

Word Count: 1.5k

Warnings: crack to fluff, suggestive moments and ending, swearing, Jk has side by side washer/dryer units cause it’s funnier, reader’s referred to as ‘Ma’am’, not proofread

A/N: Thanks to the lovely anon who requested this! Sorry it took me soo long to get to, I hope you’ll still like it tho! (I’ll also be posting a couple more pieces with this pairing in the next couple weeks, so keep your eyes peeled if you liked this)

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It was the type of text you had gotten more than used to receiving from him over the past few months, smirking down at your phone as you waited for the elevator in his building.

“Need you so bad rn. Come over?❤”

The heart was a new addition, he must be feeling particularly needy today, you thought to yourself as the elevator doors finally opened.

Since the two of you had established this new part of your friendship, it was rare for you to go more than four or five days without receiving some variation of the same short message from him.

You were still slightly surprised by his text, seeing as you had only been over the night before, but you weren’t complaining by any means. Though you may have enjoyed pretending that Jungkook was the needier one in your arrangement, if you were completely honest, you were just as affected by him, finding yourself missing him on the nights you didn’t spend together.

When he opened the door, you noticed he looked a little more disheveled than usual, his hair sticking up all over the place, as if he’d been running his hands through it, a habit you knew he did when he was stressed.

“You got here fast.” He noted, letting you into the apartment.

“Well, your text made it sound kinda urgent, didn’t want to leave you waiting too long.” You said, wandering through into the living room, slowing to a stop as you caught sight of the chaotic state of the space, cleaning supplies and laundry scattered around, furniture moved all out of place.

“What happened in here?” You asked, turning back to Jungkook, who was now avoiding your eyes. “Koo?”

“I lied, I didn’t want sex.” He said guiltily, looking up at you. “I need you to help me clean.”

“I-, what?” You blinked at him, unsure if you heard him correctly.

He slumped back against the counter, looking stressed as he ran his hand through his hair again. ”My parents decided to surprise me by announcing they’re coming to visit tomorrow, but I’ve done nothing but sleep since I got home from tour last week, so the house is a fucking mess and everything’s a disaster and I need help, please.” He pleaded, staring at you.

You immediately began pulling your coat back on, turning back towards the door. “You’re unbelievable.”

“Y/n, please!” He quickly followed after you, catching your sleeve. “I’ll do anything you want! I’ll buy you dinner, I’ll rub your back, I’ll even let you pick what we watch for a month!”

You paused, turning to look back at him with a raised brow. “Even if I want to re-watch ‘Our Beloved Summer’ for a third time?”

He bit lip, trying to fight back a pained grimace before nodding slowly. “Whatever you want.”

You stared at him for a long moment.

“Fine.” You said reluctantly, caving as you saw the genuine desperation in his eyes. You could never say no to him.

“Thank you!” He sang, catching you in a tight hug and spinning you around in a circle. “I promise I’ll make it up to you!”

“Yeah, whatever,” You grumbled as he set you back on your feet. “Where do we start?”

“Laundry room?” He offered. “It’s mostly done, I just need to vacuum behind the machines.”

Do you really think your mom’s gonna look back there?” You raised a brow, following him down the hall.

“She’s very thorough.” He said seriously.

“Fair enough.” You shrugged. “I don’t quite see why I’m necessary for this part though?”

“I was afraid if I tried to clean back there by myself, I’d slip and get stuck or die.”

“So you want me to slip and die behind your washer instead?” You shot him an accusatory look.

“No! I’ll hold onto you and keep you safe,” He smiled reassuringly. “You know, like the buddy system.”

“I thought the buddy system was for camping so you didn’t get lost or eaten by bears?”

“It’s a multi-purpose system!” He said, his earlier agitation starting to flare up again at your teasing. “Are you gonna help me or not?”

“Yeah, I’ll do it, pass me the vacuum.” You relented, boosting yourself up on top of the dryer.

He held onto your hips to keep you balanced as you cleaned, his mind beginning to wander as he stared at your ass, his fingers starting to slowly knead your flesh absent-mindedly.

“Koo.” You warned, shooting him a quick look.

“Right, sorry.” He snapped back to attention, ceasing his movements and focusing back on the task at hand.

You finished up quickly, passing the vacuum attachment back to him and letting him help you down.

“Thank you.” He said.

“You’re welcome.” You answered, looking around expectantly. “What’s next?”

The apartment wasn’t nearly as bad of a mess as he claimed it to be, but it still took both of you several hours of work to get everything back in order, finishing off with laundry and changing all the bedding.

“Why are these sticky?!” You asked, mildly horrified as you helped him strip the sheets off his bed.

“Relax, it’s just caramel sauce.” He said.

You looked up at him confused. “We didn’t use-?”

“No no, that was just me,” He explained quickly. “I had ice cream last night.”

“Without me?!” You said, clutching your chest in feign hurt, making him roll his eyes as he let out a huff of laughter.

“I’ll add that to the list of things I need to make up for, okay?” He said.

“Eh, it’s better than where my mind went.” You said, only half joking as you grabbed the fresh sheets from him and turned back to the bed. “Almost thought you were fucking around behind my back for a second there.”

Facing away from him, you missed the way his expression suddenly turned serious as he looked at you. “I would never.”

It was strange, despite the supposedly ‘casual’ nature of your arrangement, you both found yourselves making little comments like that, words and exchanges that sounded a lot more like things said between a committed couple, rather than just two friends helping each other out till you found something more serious.

“Alright, I think that’s everything.” You said, snapping him out of his thoughts. You had finished making up the bed, even turning down the covers for him.

“Thank you, y/n.” He said gratefully. “I don’t know what I would’ve done without you.”

“Probably called Hobi.” You smirked, making him snort.

“Now, you promised me food, and if you lie to me twice in the same day, I’m dumping your ass.” You said, earning another laugh from him.

“Alright, whatever you want, just like I said.” He said, leaning down to give you a quick kiss.

“Although, if you wanted, I could make up for my false pretenses from earlier in a different way?” He offered, eyes darkening slightly as his hands drifted over your hips

You lightly shoved his hands away. “Not a chance, Loverboy, I’m way too tired now. You’ll have to try and ‘make it up to me’ some other time.”

“How about tomorrow?” He said, eyes twinkling mischievously, looping his arms around your waist instead to keep you close.

“I thought your parents were coming over tomorrow?” You reminded, raising a brow at him.

“You could come over after.” He suggested. “Hell, you could even come to dinner with us, my parents like getting to meet my friends.”

“Friends?” You looked up at him skeptically.

“Yeah, what?” He laughed, squeezing you lightly.

“Do you let your other friends suck your di-?”

“They don’t need to know the details of our relationship!” He said quickly, his face flushing slightly, making you snicker. “You’re still my friend, one of my best friends actually.” He added, in a soft tone.

The way he said it made your heart twist in a weird way, though you didn’t quite understand why.

“So?” He asked, staring down at you hopefully. “Will you come?”

You chewed your lip, considering. It felt like a really big commitment to meet his family, regardless of what your relationship was, but you tell it would mean a lot to him if you said yes.

“I’ll think about it.” You said finally.

He beamed.

“Thank you!” He said, leaning in to kiss you again, his lips lingering longer this time, tracing over yours lightly, making you shiver.

You pressed closer to him, hooking your arms around his neck as you tilted your head to deepen the kiss, letting your tongue delve into his mouth as his hands grip on your waist tightened.

When you pulled back for air, his pupils were blown wide, eyes almost black as he stared down at you, breathing heavily.

“Take your shirt off.” You ordered, your breaths equally unsteady.

“But I thought you said-?”

“I changed my mind.” You cut him off, tugging at the fabric impatiently. “Shirt off, now.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

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#jungkook imagine #jungkook scenarios #jungkook smut #jungkook oneshot #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x reader #jungkook drabble #jungkook fluff #fwb!jungkook #bts drabble #bts one shot #bts x y/n #bts x reader #bts scenarios #bts fluff #bts requests #7ndipity

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xoxogossipmal · 1 month

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WTFF I HAVENT REQUESTED ANYTHING IN A WHILE BUT I DEFINITELY NEED LJKE OLDER TOM OR 2007 TOM WHICH ONE YOU LIKE BUT BUTT SHES FLIRTING WITH ONE OF THE BAND MEMBERS AND HE GETS ALL MAD AND SO ON AND ON I WANT YOI TO FINSH IT (it can literally be angry sex)

If your comfortable doing it, if not that’s okay😘

I GOT YOUUU 🙏

⯎ "Is it hot in here or it just me?" Tom Kaulitz x f. reader

warnings/content : read the request basically.... but SMUT, angry sex, unprotected sex (wrap it b4 u stick it yall..), use of pet names (shatzi, liebling, engel.)*, rough-ish Tom, submissive reader, p in v.

♡ A/N : posting smut after not posting smut for 50 yrs..

° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . "I'm so high in here from smoking all this weed.."

₊˚⊹ ᰔ YOU were sitting in the practice room, strumming your guitar. You groaned and sat the guitar in your lap. "Need help?" Georg said softly, smiling a little. You nodded slowly.

Tom was sitting across from you, strumming his guitar. He looked up and watched Georg walk up to you and sit down next to you. "Here, let me show you, yeah?" Georg said softly. You held the guitar and Georg placed his hand over yours, showing you how to strum the guitar carefully.

"See, you're so good at this." Georg said, removing his hand from yours. "Thank you, you're good at this too." You said, glancing at Tom for a moment before back at Georg. You smiled softly at him. "Can you, uhm, show me again? I.. forgot." You lied.

Georg chuckled and nodded, placing his hand over yours and showing you again. Tom watched you both like a hawk and his jaw clenched.

You could see Tom getting heavily jealous as he watched you and Georg. You knew he was watching you carefully and you were definitely not gonna be able to walk tomorrow.

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"Practice is over, everyone!" Bill announced, smiling. "See you tomorrow!" Everyone left, leaving only you and Tom since you were both packing up your stuff. It was silent for a while.

You finished packing up and stood up. "Y/N," Tom said. You looked over at Tom. "hmm?" You hummed. "You were flirting with Georg, weren't you?" He said, standing up and facing you.

He looked down at you and grabbed your waist. "And if I was?" You said, tilting your head a little. He leaned his face into yours and roughly gripped your waist.

"You're so fucking needy, you were just doing it to get my attention." He growled, leaning closer and closer to your face.

"Maybe I was." You said softly. He chuckled lowly and dragged you out of the room, leading you into his car.

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NSFW.

"T-tom, fuck!" You moaned out, his cock hitting your g-spot repeatedly. He groaned as he gripped your hips and made his pace going faster. "tom, please, oh fuck.. p-please.." You begged, gripping on to the car seat.

"mm, what's that? You need to cum?" He said. You nodded quickly and a loud moan escaped your lips. You came maybe about 3, 4 times already.

Your legs were shaking and your thighs were covered in cum and sweat. "Can't hear you, engel." He said, his hips slamming against you roughly. You felt like you were gonna pass out as he pounded into you.

"You're so.. hngh, good at this, y-yeah?" He said, moaning out as he felt your walls clench around him. "F-fuck, schatzi," You arched your back and moaned, making small "oh, oh, oh." sounds.

"m'gonna cum," You whimpered, feeling your legs shake. He groaned, making his pace go faster. You felt the familiar feeling in your lower stomach and you moaned loudly.

"m-mph, f-fuck, Tom!" You moaned, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. "s'good for me, mein pretty girl." He cooed, thrusting into you roughly. You felt like everything was spinning and you were seeing stars from the rough pleasure.

"F-fuck, Tom!" You moaned loudly, feeling your legs shake as your orgasm washed over you. Tom slowed his pace slightly and groaned. "m'gonna cum, princess." He let out a low groan, releasing inside of you.

Tom pulled out and collapsed beside you, both of your chests rising up and down. "Did so well for me, schatz." He said softly, moving your damp hair out of your face. You were still out of breath as you sat there.

"Still Jealous?" You asked.

this is lowkey bad bye

₊˚⊹ ᰔ Glossary : schatzi, schatz - treasure , liebling - darling , engel - angel.

Taglist : @itsmealaiah

#tokio hotel #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x y/n #tom kaulitz x you #tokio hotel x you #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel fanfic #tokio hotel smut #x reader

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errihaienx · 1 year

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Hello, I love everything you wrote. :) Can I request a hq captains being asked by their wife to not look while getting change. I saw a tiktok about it and I found it cute, thank youuu.<3

hi! Thank you very much for loving my work! I genuinely appreciate it! I really liked this concept, but I'm not sure whether what I accomplished was to your liking,let me know if so! Thank you very much! ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶

(I loved the idea, so as soon as I saw yours in my requests, I began working on it! I basically abandoned what I was writing at the time lol. My personal fave was Terushima's part ♡ cryin' coz i want them so bad )

HQ CAPTAINS : being asked by their wife not to peek when changing ♡

(REQ !)

(post-time skip , aged up characters)

quick disclaimer: these scenarios don't affect the original plot of the series. any information or events that contradict the original plot are purely fictional. (i do not own any of the characters) (I did not proofread this)

warning: mentions of masochism , contains numerous of cuss/inappropriate words , could be suggestive

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ: ʙᴏᴋᴜᴛᴏ, ᴜꜱʜɪᴊɪᴍᴀ, ᴋᴜʀᴏᴏ, ᴏɪᴋᴀᴡᴀ, ᴋɪᴛᴀ, ᴅᴀɪᴄʜɪ, & ᴛᴇʀᴜꜱʜɪᴍᴀ

Due to his professional athlete schedule, your husband regularly arrives home at a late hour. Nevertheless, this time you were the one who arrived home later than usual, and he kissed you right away.

"I missed you baby"

"Oh I missed you more, I need to change my clothes. Love, prepare dinner for us." you replied

He hurriedly went to the kitchen and got some eggs, then thought to himself, "If I fry them now, they'll be done fast." When he looked at his dish waiting to get done - he immediately rushed to your bedroom to kiss and hug you. He missed you so much!

You yelled as you heard his staggering footsteps.

"Bokuto Kōtarō I'm changing my clothes, you better not look!"

"'m not looking! i don't plan to!" he answered

You continued taking off your clothes until you reached your husband's huge shirt, that you were ready to put on when you felt large hands snatching it.

"Honey not that! I'm gonna wear that tomorrow!"

"Didn't i told you not to look?" you questioned him

"B-but"

You ignored him when you smelled a burnt food.

"What's that smell?"

"Shoot! the eggs!"

Your husband rushed to the kitchen and began shouting.

"Hun, you can wear my shirt I don't mind!"

Before yelling back, you rolled your eyes and wore his shirt.

"Don't worry, I don't mind eating perfectly cooked eggs," you said emphasizing the term "perfectly" because you know he botched up cooking again.

"Perfectly toasted hell yeah!"

Your exhausted husband is lying down on your king-sized bed, eyes closed, resting after a long day.

"Dear?" you called for him

He replied with a low accented 'I'm here,' and you found him on your bed.

"Are you not going to eat?" your sweet voice sounded like heaven to his ears, and he nodded.

"Just after game, we had dinner. Have you eaten yet?"

"I did," you lied, you're actually waiting for him. But since you're not hungry, you opted to just claim you did eat.

He opened his eyes and gave you a little smile that made you smile back, and you sighed and stood up, remembering all of the chores you still had to do.

"Just rest, 'toshi. i know you're tired.."

You planted a delicate kiss on his forehead, and he reached for your face, demanding another kiss immediately then.

You smiled as you walked to your closet to change into your nightgown. Forget the housework, you need to be in your husband's arms.

"Always so stunning my dearest.."

You stopped taking off your clothing as you stared at your husband, who was laying comfortably on the bed.

"H-hey, don't look!" you managed to say in hushed tones.

He chuckled and sat up gently, reaching for your clothing on the floor and folded them.

"How can you even look majestic with or without clothes-"

You didn't have the strength to listen to what he was saying any longer, so you aggressively covered your ears.

He smiled, his fatigue dissipating. You were always his safe haven, his anchor, and his soul mate.

"I apologize for peeping," he added quietly.

You nodded, still embarrassed about what had happened.

"I love you"

Tetsurō always treats you well. He'll always ensure that he brings you presents when he gets back home. Regardless of the fact that you have already told him that he is wasting money, he will continue to give you gifts.

"You're squandering a lot of money, Tetsu."

"So? I earned em anyways."

"You really need a finance manager, should I hire one to assist you hmm?" you suggest sweetly.

"Yeah sure, whatever comes into that lovely head of yours," he yielded, kissing your cheek, then your lips tenderly.

He planted butterfly kisses on your neck as his greed grew before tenderly caressing your beautiful face, which he believes was beautifully sculpted by the Gods.

"Now put on what I gave you, wear em for me."

There's no way you could say no when he's cheekily leaning toward you. You felt a warm spell hitting your face. You've been married to him for over two years, but it appears that your eight-year relationship hasn't quite prepared you for his seduction.

"W-will do, don't you dare look!"

Taking the paper bags, you quickly made your way outside to get dressed.

It hasn't even been a minute before you heard your walk-in closet door slam shut.

"Hey, I said don't look!" you shouted

"Babe, I bought those to see you wear them."

"Yeah, and I came here to take off my clothes and wear what you purchased so you could see them, so go out now and wait for me to finish," you said, covering your exposed body.

"I want to see you wear them because I get to see you naked," he stated coolly.

You furrowed your brows and gave him a death gaze.

"What? I've seen it all— Hey, babe, why did you turn out the lights?!?"

Tōru isn't shameless about peeking when you're changing, he even stops whatever he's doing just to look at you when you're changing. You scolded him about this countless times but his reply was always the same

"I'm your husband! I saw everything under those damned-not-so-gorgeous clothes!" he snaps back at you.

You raised a brow and he rolled his eyes — what the actual fuck?!

"Look at your attitude Oikawa?! What a child! You are just too immature for your own good!"

He rolled on the bed before making this disgusting expression at you to annoy you even more.

"What do you mean by Oikawa?! There are two of them here!"

You're doing your best not to throw some of his clothes on his beautiful — but bothersome face right now, and his replies aren't making it any easier.

"Then I am talking about the pervert one"

"Oh so you're talking about yourself?" he scowled

He's going to say something stupid again when a large amount of his clothes flies over his face.

"Get out of here Oikawa Tōru! I can't keep up with your childishness" you growled

He immediately rushed to you and apologized, kissed, and hugged you. That made your butterflies in your stomach go wild, but you're outraged right now, and he's not getting away with it.

"Can you not throw me out, beautiful? please, i won't peek again.." he kissed you again

No that's not gonna work, of course not!

"Wel..uh - maybe.. you can.. just sleep on the couch"

Your husband grinned, and of course, he peeked again after a few days.

Shinsuke isn't the type to purposely look when you're changing, or so you thought..

"Shinnnn don't look, i'm changing!"

You hid your face behind your hands, embarrassed that you couldn't face him.

"You look breathtakingly beautiful my love.."

That made you blush so much that you forgot about him looking at you while you were changing. Shinsuke Kita's every word has always been about you, admiring and appreciating his wife.

"I'm sorry for staring, but I just.. can't believe that you think you're not 'beautiful enough' when you make me question every day how I ever managed to deserve you."

His words caused your heart to race at a rate only your husband can.

"I love you.." you whispered

"And I love you more"

"Move, I'm gonna change my clothes. And don't loook"

Still staring at you, he lifted his brow. Daichi is the ideal combination of a playful and sensible husband.

He knows when he can continue to be playful, and he's a real tease. He also knows when he's about to cross the line, and he's aware right now that you don't literally mean what you said. Maybe you do, but he thinks your relationship has already beyond the 'don't look because I'm changing and you can't see my body' stage because you're literally his wonderful wife, plus you were his fiancée for a year and his girlfriend for 7 years.

"Seriously, I need you to turn around because I'm going to change," you stated coldly.

He immediately turned his back on you. He realized you were serious this time, anxiously clasping his hands together, and he's now questioning his actions a while ago.

"You can now look"

"Alright, Uh, Umm - Earlier I.."

he stutters so you cocked your head and gave him a questioning look

"Sorry"

"Mmkay, kiss me love.." you stated enticingly

He smirked and walked right up to you.

You were just changing in the comfort room when Yūji's abrupt knocking interrupted you. telling you how badly he needs to pee.

you opened the door and asked him not to look since you were changing.

you were about to finish until you heard him whistling.

"What the fuck?! I told you not to look!" you smacked his arm.

He washed his hands after fixing his boxers and gently shook your shoulders.

"Dang you're a real damn hot stuff, can't believe i wifed you up"

You smacked his ass, and he groaned in response.

"Hell baby, stop, do you even have a smacking kink-"

He caught your fist when you punched his arm, kissing it afterward.

"Wifey you're into masochism huh?"

That was your final straw, you threw some frantic punches at him, which he easily avoided while cackling.

"Jackass, you need to work on your personality!"

He simply gave you a lovely grin and kissed your shoulders before fixing the strap of your garment and kissing you again.

"Such a simp.." you whispered, easily melted by his actions

"Very much"

SORRY FOR NOT POSTING FOR THE LAST FOUR DAYS, I AM CURRENTLY WRITING 5 DRAFTS LMAOOOOO. THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING MY BLOG/PAGE! I'M PREPARING SOMETHING FOR YOU GUYS! •ᴗ•♡

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youaresimplylovely · 16 days

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“Fast and Fabulous: A Driven Love”

---- A love story between a Formula 1 Driver and a Supermodel

Chapter 3 (Chapter 1, Chapter 2) Chapter 4, Chapter 5, Chapter 6

Pairing: Carlos Sainz!Formula 1 Driver x Famous Supermodel!Reader

Words: 1,594 words

Warnings: Angsty! translated spanish, lil swearing, slight smau, fluff at the end, just pretend that the paddock passes are correct :') couldn't find accurate ones for 21'

Proofread!!

Summary: The Night Before the Race

A/N: finallyyyy, chapter 3 is hereee. Thank you for the support, love yall. Chapter 4 is in the making, should i give u guys another spoiler? :0

9:45 PM, September 11, you stared at the clock with heavy breaths. You groan, sitting up from your bed as you look out your hotel room's window. It was the night before the Italian Grand Prix. Sighing loudly, you look out, seeing the beautiful view of Monza. Your family stayed at Hotel De La Ville, a famous hotel, and the hotel drivers stayed before the races. Eyes blinking profusely as you realize you're staying in the same hotel. This feeling you had, you were so nervous, so worried. That feeling you used to get came back. You took deep breaths, trying to calm yourself.

Suddenly, the loud, sharp noise of your hotel room being opened startled you. You yelped, turning around with eyes widened. Sighing softly as you realize it's Pao.

"Gee, you look like you've seen a ghost."

He looks at you with furrowed eyebrows, eyeing you from head to toe.

"Sorry, just nervous for the race tomorrow." You sigh, sitting down on your bed.

"Or because you have a crush on one of the drivers?"

Pao laughs, teasing you; he sits beside you, patting your shoulder as he smirks.

"Oh my god, Pao! I don't have a crush on him!"

Oh, how you wished you lied.

He was right; you did. Come on? Who wouldn't have a crush on Carlos Sainz Jr? He's every girl's dream man. That's why you couldn't be happier when he signed that contract with Ferrari. He's one of the reasons why you're a Ferrari fan. Dozing off and being lost in your thoughts was disturbed by Pao snapping his finger in front of your face.

"Are you high or something?"

He laughs, looking at your dead-ass blank face, which soon turns to a disgusted face. You playfully and gently slap his face.

"What do you want?" You roll your eyes, asking him why he's in your room.

"Dad said to give you the paddock passes."

He gives you the paddock passes for your whole family, and you smile softly, looking at it.

"Great, thanks"

You said as you put the passes on the first drawer of your nightstand.

"Get some sleep, Y/N,"

Pao chuckles, gently patting your shoulder as he leaves your room, closing the door.

You snicker at what your brother said, sighing softly as you grab the paddock passes from your drawer. You took your phone from your pocket and took a picture of the paddock passes. You opened your Instagram and posted a picture of the paddock passes.

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f1 Can’t wait to see you there y/n!

scuderiaferrari See you tomorrow, our Ferrari girl 👋

Yourbsf GIRLIE’S ATTENDING HER FIRST RACEEEEE SLAYED ATE

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scuderiaferrari excuse me?? That’s OUR future wag Mclaren back off boys Redbullracing nuh uh, OURS. User3 LMAO NOT THE TEAMS ARGUING WHO’S GONNA BE THEIR FUTURE WAG

Paodelacruz RED BULL WILL WIN 😍😍🥰🥰🥰🤣🤣

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Fernandoalo_oficial Tan emocionada de verte mañana querida 😁

After you've uploaded the post, you put the passes back in the drawer. Going to the bathroom, you grabbed a jacket and wore it. You grabbed your things and left your hotel room as you headed to the elevator. When you enter the elevator, you press the button for the ground floor. Once you reach the ground floor, you head to the front desk to ask where the buffet is.

While you walk to the front desk, you put your AirPods on. Playing the song "Take a Chance With Me." The lyrics hit you hard, knowing so much that you relate to it. Thinking to yourself, what if you saw Carlos? Even though you would see him tomorrow, you still hoped to see him.

🎶 His laugh you'd die for, his laugh you'd die for. The kind that colors the sky 🎶

Hearing the lyrics caused you to smile as you arrived at the front desk; suddenly, a man pushed you aside aggressively, causing you to yelp. Groaning as, you felt the pain of him making you on your arm, which caused a bruise. You scoff, glaring at the guy.

"Hey! What the hell was that for? You didn't have to push me! And to be fair, I was first. There's a line for a reason, dude."

You roll your eyes, looking at the guy with anger. You were fuming, and boy, did he make it worse.

"You're funny, kid; this hotel is only for rich men. What the hell is a petty little girl like you doing here?"

The man scoffs. He turns his head to the receptionist.

"Can't you get this girl out of here?" He looks at the receptionist, disgusted, and then eyes you from head to toe.

"Um sir, no, she's-"

The stupid man didn't even let the receptionist finish. You scoff, stretching your arms out. You give the guy a stern look, hands on your hips, as you start talking back.

"Rich men only? You don't own the hotel, man, and for your information. I am not a girl; I am a woman. You don't have the right to say that to me; the owner of this hotel is my father's co-worker. Yeah, and you'll be like, who could possibly be your father?"

You say in a sarcastic tone, babbling as you coo.

"My father is Jean Louis Dela Cruz."

While you were arguing and yapping with the guy, just across the lounge,

A person you wouldn't expect to be there. Carlos Sainz Jr. was with Charles Leclerc, Lewis Hamilton, and Lando Norris. They see the situation, eyes widened at how you could stand up to the guy. Lando's eyes widened as he recognized you. "

Mate! That’s Y/N Dela Cruz! The famous supermodel. How dare that stupid man talk to her like that." Lando shrugs, shaking his head.

But Carlos can't even listen. He was in awe of your beauty. How can something be so beautiful and perfect? He thought to himself. It's like time stopped, and the only thing he could see was you. Your beauty, your perfection, you. His thoughts were interrupted by Lewis nudging him.

"Dude, are you here?"

He laughs, noticing Carlos is lost in his own thoughts. Carlos chuckles, smiling as he nods his head.

"Yeah, what's happening?"

He sighs, looking at Lando, Lewis, and Charles.

"Lando was just saying that the guy there was disrespecting Y/N, the famous supermodel."

Charles reiterated what Lando had said a while ago.

Carlos didn't need Charles to finish his sentence once he heard the word "disrespectful and Y/N." Lewis was about to say something, but Carlos caught him off guard by storming towards you and the guy.

"Wait, what-"

Lewis' eyes widened seeing Carlos march over to you and the guy. Charles and Lando chuckle. They look at each other as they decide to follow him.

Meanwhile, you were still arguing with the guy and already speaking Spanish. Angry Spanish will always work somehow.

“¿Quién diablos te crees que eres? ¿Cómo te atreves a hablarle así a una mujer? ¡Claramente nunca te enseñaron modales! Estúpido hijo de puta.(Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you talk to a woman like that? They clearly never taught you manners! Stupid son of a bitch.)"

You scoff angrily, giving the man a death stare. You could feel your eyes burning from anger.

"Crazy."

The man rolled his eyes, laughing at you as he walked away.

"QUE? WHO YOU CALLING CRAZY (WHAT? WHO YOU CALLING CRAZY?)"

You yelled, eyes widened and mouth open, still angry. Scoffing loudly, you see four men in your peripheral vision. You turn to your left, eyes widened to see Carlos, Lewis, Charles, and Lando. You furrow your eyebrows, seeing Carlos stare at you. Your eyes widened, realizing that your wish earlier had come true. The song "Take a Chance With Me by Niki" was still playing. One of the lyrics played, making you blush slightly, trying to keep your composure.

🎶 Electricity surging in the air 🎶

"You are gorgeous, I'm Lando."

He smiles at you playfully, going in front of Carlos and reaching his hand out for yours.

"Stop flirting with girls, Lando."

Lewis rolls his eyes, approaching you closer and smiling.

"Hi, I'm Lewis."

Charles grins, furrowing his eyebrows as he nudges Lando.

"Sorry about Lando, I'm Charles."

He smiles.

"Yeah, I know you guys." I smile softly.

"Are you okay? That guy was awful."

Carlos smiles at you; he flutters his eyes with his pretty eyelashes. Giving you the most seductive but loving look. God, how your heart beat so fast, but you had to stay strong.

"Yeah, men are dogs."

you rolled your eyes, crossing your arms as you raised an eyebrow.

"Meow"

Carlos chuckles, smiling at you, making the others laugh, shocked at Carlos' flirty behavior.

You couldn't help but chuckle, and you playfully clicked your tongue.

"Yeah, good luck tomorrow. I'll see you."

You smile softly, winking at him as you walk away. You let out a deep and exasperated breath. Giggling like a teenager as you saw your crush. The song "Take a Chance With Me " by Niki still played until you went back to your hotel room and went to sleep.

Meanwhile, down at the lounge of the hotel. The guys stayed there, Lewis smiling and laughing as he teased Carlos,

"Flirting 101."

The others laughed along, and so did Carlos.

"I found my charm now."

He smiled as they all went back to their hotel rooms.

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The Challenge— Ch. 8

AN: This is a preview for the next part, where we will find out more about the readers past and get to explore the existing elation ship between the boys. it got posted early so the next chapter could take a while or come out like tomorrow, idk

“Hold still,” Price said, holding the packs above your hands. You nodded, shifting nervously on your knees. “Only gonna hurt for a second.” He lied every time, but the brief attempt at comfort made you feel a bit better.

The second the medication touched the burns you cringed, tensing immensely. You heard him try to tell you to relax, but his voice was drowned out by a wave of pain. Every time you two did this procedure it only seemed to get worse, but you were slightly thankful for it.

Coming back home had been rough. Nik only stayed for a few hours, making sure that you were situated and properly taken care of before he returned to his desolate corner in russia (they always preached how lucky you were to make your way to him, instead of heading in your enemies direction), and you had been thrown into testing immediately after that.

It felt like something out of a marvel movie, they assessed your injuries and just how well you were able to operate, thanks to Nik, you were still able to participate in field work as a long distance asset, you gave them the information you stole from the russians, and they gave you medicine for the many burns you had on your body.

Which was why you found yourself in this position.

You could still use your hands, thankfully. They were good for a manner of things, fighting, eating, and the like. But you couldn’t do things like write or hold a brush, which was the exact task required to apply the medicine that the doctors gave. So Price had to help you.

At first it was awkward, sitting there half naked on his desk while he applied a cream that burned worse than the one Nikolai gave you all over your body, but you two slowly got used to it, even breaking the tense silence with small bursts of conversation. Usually about something that had happened earlier that day. Never about the indecent that put you in this position.

There was one burn that required special attention, seeing as it hadn’t healed correctly. On the back of your neck, just in the juncture connecting your shoulders, and the only place you couldn’t reach. That one specifically hurt the worst, and you couldn’t stop yourself from moving to touch it once the cream was applied.

Price’s solution to this was to have you sit between his legs while it was applied.

It did help, of course. Any time you tried to shift your neck or flinch away from the pain, he was there with a steadying hand on your head and a slight “Don’t wana do that,” and you were still again.

Some nights were better than others, but you were always distinctly aware of the position it left you in.

Just as you were always aware of the way he would go half-hard every time you two did that.

“There you go, all done.” You sat back, looking up at him with wide eyes. You didn’t miss the way he had to swallow a bit harder, or shift his hips ever so slightly. “Wasn’t too bad.”

“You try having second degree burns and come back with that same bull shit.” He just laughed and shook his head.

“Ya know… if you want to talk about what happened—“

“John, it’s okay.” Truth be told, it wasn’t okay. It was the farthest thing from okay, but you weren’t going to bring it up anytime soon. “What happened happened.”

He just grunted. “ ‘Boys still haven’t given up on that challenge.” You just laughed, wincing at the sting of the burns.

“Honestly, you guys find even one photo and i’ll sing your praises.” You could feel his eyes on you as you got dressed, and sure enough when you turned back around he was staring at you with a different kind of intensity.

“It took you being gone for two months for us to realize we hardly know anything about you. Why is that?”

You blinked in surprise, stepping towards the door. “I have my reasons.” The hall was empty, and you sort of wished John had people outside eavesdropping on your conversation.

“Find those photos and you’ll figure it out.”

me when i wanna write sex but they aren’t like that yet

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#cod x reader #poly 141 x reader #task force 141 x reader #poly 141 #simon riley x reader #john price x reader #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #simon ghost x reader

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mqsi · 1 year

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Hi, could you do where Barça calls the reader, Pedri's girlfriend, to participate in a video with him (like that video with Pedri and Ansu where you only have 7 seconds to respond) I would like something funny and cute, please . Thanks

Hii, I hope I did a good job with this, it was kinda tricky to write🫶🏻

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You just got back home from Uni and was waiting for Pedri to arrive so you can have lunch together. He soon walked in the living room, greeting you with a kiss and a wide smile.

“Is there a reason you’re so happy?”

“Yep, you’re going to Camp Nou tomorrow with me so we can film a video”

“What?” you asked, a bit confused by this statement.

“The team wants you to be in one of those videos Barca posts on youtube”You were excited but nervous as well because you didn’t know what to expect from this.

Tomorrow morning, Pedri and you drove to Camp Nou where a film crew and some other players met with you. You greeted everyone with a smile before being seated on one of the high chairs. Pedri sat beside you and it seemed as only the two of you will be in this video.

“Alright, we are doing never have I ever today” one of Barca crew members said.

You glanced at Pedri who was biting his lip and waiting for further instructions.

“I will read questions and you each have to answer. You’ll count on your fingers and the first who puts down all of them, loses”

You both nodded and the game started.

“Never have I ever used someone else’s toothbrush”

You made a face “Omg no” and turned to Pedri but he was looking at you and trying to suppress a smile. You watched him slowly put down one finger.

“Pedro, what?”

“IT WAS YOURS” he yelled and you turned to the camera with your mouth wide open.

“We were on vacation and I forgot my toothbrush so I used yours until I bought the new one next morning” he admitted and you just sighed “next”.

“Never have I ever lied about kissing someone”

You looked down at your feet and put a finger down, avoiding Pedri’s eyes.

“Why and who” he said laughing.

“You” you said turning to him, a slight blush covering your face. Pedri was smiling at you with his eyebrows raised.

“After our second date I told one of my friends that you kissed me cause she was telling me we’re not gonna end up together cause you were taking too long with the kiss”

“I was just shy!” Pedri defended himself “Alright enough of that, next”

“Never have I ever not worn underwear on a night out”

This one was done without any words, just you putting down a finger and Pedri side eyeing you, both of you knowing damn well how that night ended.

“Never have I ever forgotten where I parked my car”

Pedri put down a finger almost immediately, shaking his head left and right and you started laughing at the memory

“It was our vacation and we were searching for the Mini EVERYWHERE. It ended up being on a totally different end of the place. I guess this counts me in as well” you said, placing down a finger. The game went on quite long before you both came down to just one finger.

“Okay, last question, this one decides the winner. Never have I ever gone nude in public”

You shook your head no but Pedri yelled at the crew “NOT FAIR, that was intentional!”

Other boys that were watching this behind the camera started laughing hysterically.

You turned to your boyfriend “Pedro, is there something you need to tell me?”

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell her bro” Gavi yelled from behind the camera and Pedri sighed, rubbing his forehead.

“Gavi and I made a bet one time about some goals I don’t even remember now. I lost and.. well had to run in the middle of the pitch here, naked. The whole team saw that INCLUDING Xavi”

By the time he finished the story, everyone including you was laughing and making fun of Pedri.

“Well, that makes me the winner” you said, celebrating the win with Pedri’s goal scoring celebration and kissing him on the cheek.

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spider-stark · 8 months

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A DARK AGE PREVIEW FOR PART 2 which is out now: link

// a dark tasm fan fiction // read first part here //

“Why are you here?” Mary Jane suddenly repeated the question you had first asked her, the one she had never actually answered.

You paused for a moment, having only made it less than a foot away from her. “Visiting a friend.” You told her. If all went to plan, then it wasn’t technically a lie.

Assuming there was little left for her to say, you took another step towards the brick building, only for her to speak again.

“Peter?”

There was something strange about the way she said his name. It was hesitant, as if she were worried that you’d say yes. You didn’t like it.

“Yeah, actually.” You frowned slightly, unable to stop yourself from asking, “Why?”

The look on her face was uncharacteristically dispirited. She refused to meet your gaze now as she stared past your shoulder at the Hall, “You’re not gonna find him in there.”

In all the years you’d known Mary Jane, you’d never heard her sound so utterly normal, albeit a touch dejected, with her Miss. America-esque persona seemingly gone in an instant.

It was uncomfortable.

“Wait, do you know where he is?”

“Of course I do.” She answered, quickly countering you, “But if you’re the one meeting him then shouldn’t you know where he is?”

Your arms moved over your chest, an odd sense of jealousy settling over you. Mary Jane and Peter had never been particularly close, likely due to the lifelong rivalry that you and Gwen both had held with her, and so the idea of him even interacting with the girl left you feeling a bit unsettled.

“Well, we were supposed to meet here,” you lied, shrugging a shoulder in the general direction of the building, “but it’s been a busy morning, so I guess he might’ve forgotten.”

You paused, debating whether or not you should continue. There was a good chance that you didn’t want the answer to the question resting on the tip of your tongue, yet you decided to ask it anyway. “Were you just with him?”

“Yes.” She answered too swiftly, cheeks darkening as she acknowledged her own speedy response. “We were supposed to go for lunch but–um,” Mary Jane cleared her throat, staring at her foot as she awkwardly kicked at the sidewalk, “he had to cancel… Said he was gonna be too busy developing photos all afternoon.”

Her too-perfect face screwed up in an unsightly sort of way, and you almost felt guilty for making her feel like Peter had ditched her for you.

Almost.

Another part of you just felt sickly satisfied, taking great pleasure in her sorrow. You focused on that, finding it much more pleasant than letting your brain drift to the thoughts of why Peter and Mary Jane were going to have lunch together in the first place.

“Mm, that sucks.”

planning on posting the next part of a dark age tomorrow or the next day if anyone is still interested in it! 11,500+ words for the upcoming part and i'm honestly super stoked for it even if no one else is lol

(preview headline depicts an older article the reader wrote for The Daily Bugle's website)

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