#i wanted to answer this last night but i fell asleep 😭

[joemothersfavoritechild]

“across the street”

-1.5k words

-mike schmidt x fem!reader

-no trauma au

an: i’ve never written anything like this, so pls let me live lmao ik that it’s corny. this is more self indulgent than anything, but the mike schmidt hype has hit me hard 😭

summary: you move into a new place and meet your neighbors

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A sudden knocking pulled you out of your sleep, causing you to sit up on the couch. You looked at your surroundings for a moment, trying to remember where you were.

You had just moved into the house that you were leasing the night before, and still had so much to unpack. It was on the smaller side, a two bedroom one bathroom, but it was a steal for the price. Boxes were strewn around the room, and your eyes landed on one particularly large one. Your bed frame, which was still taped up. Leading you to fall asleep on the couch last night.

Another knock, smaller than the first, was heard. You hopped off the couch, suddenly remembering the cause of your early morning. You ran a hand through your hair, double-checking your outfit. Of course, someone had to knock as you were in pajamas; an old oversized t-shirt, and some black shorts.

“I’m coming, sorry!” You yelled, speed walking up to the front door.

Before you could look around you, you tripped on a box next to the couch. You fell, and landed directly on your ass, shouting out a loud curse.

“Fuck.” You muttered, rubbing your stubbed toe. At least your socks took the brunt of the pain.

“Are you okay?” A muffled voice asked.

“I’m fine, I’m fine. Sorry, this is embarrassing.” You rambled, mostly to yourself.

You took in a deep breath, what a morning. You stood from the ground, now directly in front of the large wooden door. You tried your best to compose yourself before you were unlocking and swinging it open.

Standing in front of you was a little girl. She had bangs, a huge smile, and a big tupperware box in her small hands. Next to her was a young man, around your age. He was definitely attractive, in jeans and a grey sweatshirt. You looked at him for a little longer than socially acceptable before speaking.

“Hi.” You said with a small smile.

“Hi!” The little girl replied, her smile mimicking yours.

“Uh, this is my sister, Abby.” The cute guy said, gesturing towards his sister. You followed his movement with your eyes, landing on her again. You smiled at her before he continued.

“I’m Mike-“ He said before he was interrupted.

“We live across the street,” Abby said loudly. He glanced at her, nodding at her comment. You held back a laugh at his annoyed expression. They were siblings, alright.

“We made some cookies, thought we’d introduce ourselves.” He finished.

You made eye contact with him, finally, too overwhelmed to do it before. God, was it a mistake. How could you control yourself when he was so fine? He had brown hair, brown eyes, and a soft expression on his face. You were fucked.

You introduced yourself, Abby complimenting your name.

“Thank you so much for the cookies, I bet you did all the work.” You said, winking at Abby. She quickly nodded, and her brother bumped into her playfully with his hip. She giggled, handing the box over to you.

“Do you guys want to come in and try these with me? My house is a mess, but it’s whatever.” You asked, hoping that he would agree.

Abby looked over to Mike for his approval, she muttered a tiny “please”. He seemed to be contemplating before you continued.

“I have milk.”

“Okay.” He said. You opened the door further at his answer, leading them into your house. Mike closed the door behind you all.

You took them to your kitchen, which was thankfully the cleanest place in your house. You set the box on the island, opening up your fridge, and grabbing the half gallon of milk you had bought. You grabbed your only glasses and filled them up. You set one in front of each of them.

“You guys caught me on a good day, with the milk.” You joked, noticing Mike’s small chuckle.

Cookies were dispersed, and you groaned as you bit into it. You nodded in enjoyment, taking a small sip of milk.

“These are good.” You said to yourself.

Abby nodded enthusiastically, “I already had some before we came over.” She said.

You laughed at her comment and looked over to Mike, who was looking at Abby with the same exasperated look from earlier.

“You had to taste test them, I understand.” You said to her.

Abby looked at her brother, and then back towards you. He looked confused for a second but then spoke.

“Oh- um, what brought you to the neighborhood?” He asked, popping the rest of his cookie in his mouth. You wiped the crumbs off your hands before answering.

“I work at the hospital over here, so I decided to get a place to myself that was closer.” You said simply.

“Oh, that’s awesome. So you live by yourself?”

“Yep, just me.” You answered, wondering about him. “What about the two of you?”

“Just us.” He said simply, you nodded at his answer.

“Abby, how old are you?” You asked, trying to include her in the conversation more.

“I’m about to turn ten.” She replied.

“What about you?” Mike asked, bringing your attention back to him.

“I’m twenty-one.” You answered. His eyes lit up for a second.

“Twenty-two,” He said, pointing to himself. You smiled at his goofy gesture.

You were so screwed, you had a thing for dorks. Fuck it, you thought. Might as well try.

“Why don’t we exchange numbers? That way if you needed a favor, or a babysitter,” You said, looking at Abby’s smiling face. “And we could go out for lunch or something.”

He raised his eyebrows for a second but quickly recovered.

“Yeah, yeah,” He squeaked. He cleared his throat and tried again. “That would be great.”

He quickly reached into the pocket of his hoodie and unlocked his phone. He swiped for a second before handing it to you, already on the contacts app. You smiled, putting in your number and name with a “<3” next to it. You returned it to him, noticing his eyes on you.

“Um, Abs. Can you give us a second?” He said, shooing her out of the kitchen.

“You can turn the tv on if you want, Abby. The remote’s on the couch.” You added, she nodded and sent her brother a thumbs up. You smiled at the silly action.

He seemed to need a second to compose himself, so you used his silence to grab the glasses and rinse them out in the sink. You heard the tv click on in the background. As you were placing the cups in the dishwasher, Mike cleared his throat. You turned back to him.

“Were you serious about the babysitting thing? If not, that’s fine. We can just get lunch or something-“ He rambled, you noticed the way he wasn’t rejecting you. You cut his sentence short.

“I was serious, about both.” You clarified, and he nodded at your response. He turned around for a second, looking at his sister. He looked at you again and walked closer to you. He lowered his voice before speaking again.

“This is embarrassing, okay? I really need someone to watch her, but I don’t know how much I could pay you. I haven’t been able to find someone that we can afford.”

“Mike, you don’t have to pay me. She’s a good kid. And I live across the street, it’s easy. Just text me when you need, and I can change my schedule.” You said, feeling helpful.

“You would literally be saving my life.” He expressed, rubbing his eyes with his hands.

“Of course,” You said, looking past him and into your cluttered house. “Could you maybe do me a favor instead of paying me?”

He looked at you through his hands.

“Would you help me build my bed frame? I had movers bring in the big stuff, and I could’ve paid them to build it, but they were already so expensive and-“

“Yeah.” He breathed out.

“Yeah?” You asked, not sure what to say.

He nodded, looking at you like he was trying to see through you. Then he looked down at his phone and smiled. When he looked up again he had a light pink on his cheeks.

“What?” You asked.

“Nothing. Uh, we’ve gotta go. I need to get Abby to school, but it was great meeting you. I’ll text you. About babysitting and lunch, okay?”

“Okay.”

He nodded again, a small smile on his face. He rounded Abby up and you walked them out. You stood against the doorframe, while the two of them stood in front of you.

“I’ll text.” He repeated.

“I’ll wait.”

The two of you smiled at each other for a second, neither wanting to walk away. You liked this weird banter the two of you had.

“Do you think he’s cute? ” Abby asked, voice monotone.

Your eyes widened, and you started laughing. This was going to be fun, you thought.

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**I do not give anyone permission to use my work as your own, respectfully

this belongs to @joemothersfavoritechild **

#mike schmidt x reader #five nights at freddy's #fnaf #mike schmidt #abby schmidt #boynextdoor #across the street #mike schmidt fluff #alternate universe #no monsters #reader insert #x reader #no y/n #meet cute #eventual smut #mike schmidt x fem!reader #dorky boyfriend #sunshine x grumpy #not canon compliant #not canon #modern au

[devourers-of-god]

can you do the sally face cast with a s/o or friend thats usually very mean to everyone but has a soft spot for them

if you choose the s/o option dont do todd for obvious reasons

Hello I’m very bored so I figured I would answer old, VERY OLD inbox messages :3

**I decided to do the CAST being mean to everyone except you guys 😭**

BEFORE I START: I know the gang are not mean at all (except Travis let’s be honest) !! This is very much fiction, head canons ! <33

Sal: 🩵🫧🐁

- With other people he’s so dry and the most sarcastic person ever.

-Doesn’t hang out with a lot of friends because people annoy him more than anything.

- When you arrived at school, his few friends started to talk to you and slowly, but surely, you entered the group 🤭

- At first, Sal wasn’t interested in talking to you, he would be quite quiet and speak few sentences towards you.

- He would make harsh jokes to his friends (don’t worry his friends are not hurt by this weird love language of his) but weirdly, would skip you.

- One day, you and your friends decided to go ghost-hunting! It was your first time and you were stressed, you’ve never seen a spirit nor a ghost in your whole life.

- Sal noticed and decided to stay close to you and help you with the ghost stuff, by explaining that you won’t get hurt and he’s there.

- While he treated you nicely, he was an asshole to the others. This day he cared about your safety and yours only.

Larry: 🦝🤎🎨

- Larry would be harsh and secretive about his interests/personal life.

- Only Sal knew about his hobby, painting. The others won’t figure it out after a while.

- You moved in the apartments a week after school started. He would glance at you in the apartment’s hallways. Even though he thinks you’re cute.

- His friends invited you over at the cafeteria and started being friends with the gang.

- Larry wouldn’t interact much with you and spent his time mocking the group, but didn’t include you in the mockery.

- One day after school, everyone decided to hang out at the tree house after school. Hours had passed by and Sal, Ashley and Todd decided to leave, explained by it being the night. Larry invited you to stay, only if you wanted to of course.

- You accepted and Larry eventually warmed up to you during the night, he invited you into his sacred room and felt bold enough to present to you his interest, painting !

- Larry was very nice to you. Even when you fell asleep on his bean bag. He brought a blanket and put it over you, to keep you warm. He stayed up all night guarding over you in case of things that might happen.

Travis: ⚔️💛✝️

- Travis was already a bitch to everyone, it might be explained because he has no close friends, except at church.

- While in his daily round of bullying others in the school’s cafeteria, he spotted you alone in a corner.

- He found you mesmerizing and interesting. Perfect next victim of his bullying! Travis approached your table with confidence.

- You looked up at him with a smile. He got surprised and blurted out : “ WannaHangOutAfterSchool 😃”. You accepted and Travis left quickly to lock himself in the bathroom. He needed time to calm down alone.

- The last school’s bell finally rung, announcing the end of the day. Travis remembered that he was hanging out with YOU. Flustered, he waited for you at the front door and you showed up.

- He walked you home and kept making you laugh. You guys had a great time and your personalities matches well.

- Needless to say it was a great day for Travis. He saves your number on his secret phone and texted you all night.

Kicking my feet in the air twirling my hairKMFSOO

hope you enjoyed LOL after 2-3 years of not writing LOLLLLLL

#sallyface #todd morrison #sally face #larry johnson #ashley campbell #sf #travisphelps #sal fisher #sf hcs #sally face hcs #sally face headcanons #sally face oneshots #sally face fanart #portable moose #sally face x reader #larry johnson x reader #travis phelps x reader

[judysxnd]

Leaving

Damn it was going so well like it was all romantic and it got f- sad 😭 still like it tho

Just imagine him holding you like that ☺️

You knew you wouldn’t see Pedro for the entire day, and even more than that. You couldn’t go to the met gala because you had a flight at 9am the next day as you were leaving to shoot a new movie. Last year you actually tried to do both and you (obviously) missed your flight and almost lost your role in the series. So this year you decided not to go to the Met gala.

As Pedro was getting prepared for the gala, you were getting ready to leave. You were sad that you couldn’t be with him, but you were sadder about leaving. It was going to be for at least 3 months, and you were struggling to leave Pedro. You thought you’d get used to it after all this time, but it was actually getting harder.

You hoped that he wouldn’t come home that late as you had to leave around 7am. But you knew how theses events ended. You would call him when you arrived you thought. But it’s not the same.

Pedro told you that he would come back the next morning before you had to leave so that he could see you, and also not disturb you in the middle of the night and all.

But he actually came back around 3am. Quietly entering the house, he made sure not to make any noise and not to turn on any lights, not even the flashlight of his phone. He actually just turned the light of his phone at his maximum. As he opened the door of the bedroom, trying not to wake you, he went directly to the bathroom to change. He was still in the rush of the event, still excited and not even tired at all. He questioned if he should sleep at all, he really did not want to miss you.

He pushed the door, almost closing it and turned on the lights. He quickly looked in the bedroom to see you quietly sleeping. He recognized the nightgown you were wearing, it was the one he bought you for your first valentine day. A smile appeared on his face, his heart was calming down.

He then started to remove his rings, taking off his tie and his jacket. He also wondered if he should take an entire shower or just wash his hair. It was late and all he wanted was to go to bed, to have you in his arms, enjoy the time he had left with you, even if you were sleeping. So he turned on the water at the sink and started put some on his hair. After twenty minutes of wetting and brushing his hair, he gave up.

“That would be enough for tonight” he whispered. He looked at his phone, 3:46am. He sighed. He won’t be sleeping for long. He knew that your car was arriving around 7am, so you would be up around 6am. Less than two hours of sleep, but whatever. He quickly washed his face too, then left the bathroom.

Tiptoeing to the bed, he put his phone on the nightstand. Slowly lifting the covers, he laid down on the bed. While he was in the bathroom you turned around, so you were not facing him anymore. He took the opportunity to slide his hand on your stomach as he pressed himself against you. His head was on the crook of your neck, smelling sweet vanilla on you. He gently kissed the inside of your neck, and closed his eyes, feeling at peace.

“hm-you came back” you whispered

“Was too scared to miss you” you felt his smile on your skin, which made you heart completely melt. You smiled too. You slowly turned around, his hand following your movement and now resting on your back. You put your left hand on his cheek, caressing it, also feeling his lips with your thumb.

“I love you” you said, so quietly that you doubted if you even said it out loud.

“I love you too” he answered. You kissed him passionately. He then kissed your forehead. Legs intertwined, you put you head against his chest and you fell back asleep.

As tired as he was getting, he did not fall asleep. Time was passing by quickly and he was just enjoying feeling you in his arms, a feeling that he won’t have for a long time. He didn’t want to let go of you. He thought that falling asleep would prevent him from enjoying this last moment.

Eventually your alarm rang at 6am, taking him back to reality. As he heard it, his heart broke. You were still in his arms, and he was still holding you tight. He let you move to turn the alarm off. As you turned back to him, the light of your phone let you see that Pedro did not sleep at all. He yawned.

“You didn’t sleep did you?” You said kissing his cheeks and neck.

“no” he said in a raspy voice. You sighed. “I can sleep later. But I won’t be able to see you later, so..” your heart broke at his sentence

“It doesn’t get easier does it”

“Yeah” he said, lifting your head the kissing you. You stayed in bed for at least ten more minutes before you had to get ready. Pedro was making you breakfast as you stepped in the kitchen. You were both eating quietly.

Your phone rang. You got a text. “The car is waiting for you”. Both of you read the text then looked at each other. A knot formed in your stomach. Oh how you hated this part. Temporary, or not, you hated the separation.

“It’s only 3 months” Pedro said

“Yeah and I’m sure I’ll have some time off in between”

“And I’ll find some to fly to you” you both smiled. You were trying to reassure yourselves.

Pedro helped you put your luggage in the car. You hugged for a few minutes. Still holding you, he put your hair behind your ear, looking at every part of your face. Your dark brown hair that he loved playing with, your brown/greenish eyes, where he was losing himself in, your cute little nose where he always started to kiss you during those tickling and playing sessions, those beautiful pink lips, that made him shiver when he felt them on his skin. He was going to miss you a lot.

“You text me when you arrive okay darlin’?” You nodded, trying to hold the tears forming in your eyes.

“I love you P”

“I love you even more” you kissed for a few seconds before he opened the door for you, blowing you kisses as you entered the car. He watched you leave, wishing it wasn’t real.

#fanfic #imagine #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal x reader #oneshot #pedro pascal imagine #pedro pascal preferences #pedro pascal one shot #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal x y/n

[hitomisuzuya]

Yandere! Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Can be read as dub con because I wanted to step outside my comfort zone a little. Consensual Somnophilia. Whispered degradation. Mention of a sedative. Corruption. Memory manipulation. A hedgehog appears a few times.

a/n:

Good morning, everyone. Before I get to organizing myself and answering requests to catch up, I wanted to write this. @kichikichiko Remember the Somnophilia piece I mentioned to you last night. Take this and spare this humble author's life for saying she didn't go to sleep when I said I did😭 I was hyper fixated on Scara more than usual last night cause I was overthinking about stupid things. (Scara doesn't count as stupid of course.)

The first gift Scaramouche left in your room was his own Harbinger jacket. He thought it was important that you wear his jacket even though you didn't know it was his.

Or maybe you did because it was gone from your room.

He furrowed his eyebrows. You'd wandered off out of his of sight this morning. If Scaramouche couldn't be with you, then he had you followed every second of the day with constant written reports being relayed to him via your pet hedgehog.

You had no idea. Scaramouche always saved extra apple slices in thanks for the quilled creature's help. He must've sensed his obsessive feelings for you. Your hedgehog only wanted you to be happy.

Maybe there had been a little bite behind him calling you an idiot earlier than he intended because he saw a single tear fall from your eyes. But he thought he also noticed something else. You were covering your mouth. He thought he saw a small smile tugging at the corner of your mouth?

Still, he must've hurt you, the single tear was evidence of that. And he hadn't seen you since.

Scaramouche heard tippy taps next to him. "You have impeccable timing, as always. Lets see where she is now, shall we." he said, looking down to see a note for your friend no doubt. He read it, crumbled it up and tossed it in the trash.

Your friend didn't need to know where you were just yet. He would copy your handwriting perfectly and send Mr. Needles on his way to your friend later.

About an hour earlier, you attached the note to a ribbon around your hedgehog's neck. "You know who take this to, right? I feel bad, she must be worried."

Of course he did.

"I would just go back right now, but I feel so sleepy. I don't know why, I only had some tea earlier..." Your hand knocked over something on the table of the vacant house you were in before you stumbled over to the bed, feeling grateful the window was open as you instantly fell asleep.

When he arrived, Scaramouche slammed the window closed as a test. He smirked, sitting next you on the bed. The delayed release sedative he'd slipped in your tea this morning was working well. You didn't even stir.

Brushing his fingers against his jacket thrown haphazardly on the edge of the bed, Scaramouche leaned down to whisper in your ear. "Have I corrupted you that much already, you pathetic slut?"

Electro hummed gently in his hand. He pressed it against your forehead. "Let's erase that memory of this morning. I hate that I can't stand that I hurt you and made you cry a little. It was not the way I wanted to make you cry."

Tugging off your pants and discarding your panties with them, he pulled your shirt up, his smirk widening when he saw you weren't wearing a bra. "I've almost got you wrapped around my finger. I never wanted you to be awake right away when I fucked you the first time, anyways."

He groaned when he thrust himself inside of you. You mewled softly, one of your hands seemed to reach out for him in your sleep. He intertwined his fingers with yours. He felt your gummy walls almost instantly around his cock. "You even beg for my touch in your sleep. I really have corrupted you into behaving like a whore for me in your sleep. Shame on me for not making you prove this sooner."

Every word he whispered was accompanied by a harsher, rougher thrust. He bite your neck before he sucked on one of your nipples. Your mewls were growing more consistent, one of your legs tried to hook itself on his hip to sink his cock deeper inside of you. Drool was starting run down your cheek onto the pillow

Every thrust of his cock made you feel warmer and wetter.

Scaramouche felt almost delirious. Not being able to stand it anymore, he delivered a shock of Electro against your clit, making you jolt awake. "Surprise, slut. You had no idea who left you the jacket, did you?! Now wake up and serve your God. It's your purpose now!"

A scream of pleasure tore from your throat.

Scaramouche laughed, biting your lips before he kissed you, swallowing your next scream of pleasure as his tongue pushed inside your mouth. Maybe he got a little ahead of himself. For so long he craved to hear you sound like that.

Once he was spent, you lay there, exhausted and already almost asleep again.

Scaramouche forged your handwriting, and sent Mr. Needles on his way.

Thank you for almost 800 followers, everyone!

#genshin impact #genshin smut #fem!reader #genshin imagines #scaramouche #scaramouche smut #yandere scaramouche #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x you

[meowzfordayz]

when you stay up late — tanjirou, kyojuro

Author’s Note: … sooo, who else is a night owl? 😅

when you stay up late — tanjirou, kyojuro

Kamado Tanjirou x Reader, Rengoku Kyojuro x Reader

Word Count: ~800

CW: none

Emergency Request Fulfilled: I think I’ve been exhausting my body a little tooo much, so parts of my arm and leg are beginning to hurt. I’ve also like, not been sleeping on time lately.. (cough 2am) 😭

So maybe (if you can) do a Drabble (or anything really) in which Tanjiro helps reader get some sleep on time? Maybe even help in keeping reader from exhausting her body so much?

Suggestion Fulfilled: How would Kyo react to finding his s/o up at an inhuman time late at night? What if she is playing videogames and stuffing her face with snacks or something? "my love, it's 2 in the morning!" "yes but this game is so good and I need answers!!" 😂 (def not what I've been doing)

AND AN EVEN BETTER ADDITION, what if he ends up sitting down next to her to stuff his face whilst watching the screen intently because, indeed, the game is very good and interesting and now HE needs answers? 😂😂😂

Has a couple tried and true methods for helping you sleep ~early

Or at least, sleep at all if he falls asleep first, and then wakes up hrs later to you still awake 😅

Tells you stories

They’re always made up, and always ~nonsensical, but the simple act of murmuring softly beside you till your eyes begin drooping is what matters most 🥺

For example:

“Once upon a time, there was a bottle of hot sauce. His name was Frank.” 🔥

“Tan, shouldn’t his name be RedHot, and his dad is Frank? Y’know, Frank’s RedHot?” 🧐

“You’re supposed to be relaxing, not logicafying my story.” ☹️

“Hmpf.”

 “Anyway, Frank’s best friend was an apple named Macintosh. 🍎 They went on many adventures together, from apple picking to hot wings sampling events. Their favorite festival was the applesauce and hot sauce festival where vendors from all over the land gathered to provide three days of sauces and fun.”

~at this point, you’ve fallen asleep~

Tanjirou doesn’t always know whether to feel proud or offended that you fall asleep so quickly

Like, is he that calming and soothing? 🥰

Orrr bOrInG?! 😭

Takes you on late night walks

Hear me out

Is going for a walk @ 2am a lil counterintuitive for going to sleep?

Yeeeah

BUT

If you’re already awake, and lying in bed isn’t helping, then a cute, moonlit walk couldn’t hurt any more 🌙

“You want to get up now?” you yawn, fixing an amused stare at Tanjirou’s bedhead

“Why not?” 😁

And altho you could technically think of plenty of this-is-why-not reasons, you shrug instead

“Okay!”

Within a block, you’re clinging to his arm, body feeling heavy and content 😴

And within two blocks, you’re whining cutely into his shoulder, “Taaanjiiirooouuu, m’sleeeeepy.” 🥱

11/10 you’re getting a piggyback ride home 🤗

More often than not, Kyojuro ends up getting roped into whatever’s keeping you up 🥴

Suffering through hw?

He’ll get his own notebook, snacks, and water (to share, ofc), and keep you company 🤓

“My love,” he whispers—after ~30 secs—stricken faced

“Hm, Kyo?” you hardly spare him a glance, trying (and failing) to make sense of your lecture notes

“I realize now why you are still studying at 3am. This is incomprehensible!” 😖

Nonetheless, he persists along w/ you, doing his best to hide his yawns, and insisting on 1 min cuddle breaks whenever you have an epiphany aka finally understand something

By the last cuddle break, you’re falling asleep in his arms, and he doesn’t do a thing to stop you 😌

(spiritually, he fell asleep hrs ago 😃)

Fixated on a video game?

Kyojuro trusts you when you tell him, “No worries babe, go to sleep, I’ll join you in a bit!” ☺️

He shouldn’t have 💀

Unless “a bit” always meant “sometime after 2am” 🤡

“Darling,” he rasps, blearily eyeing your focused position in front of your computer (that you haven’t moved from since he was last awake), “What time is it?” 😵‍💫

“Time to destroy this BOSS,” you exclaim, not missing a beat, nor shaken by his sudden consciousness 😎

“Do you think you have enough snacks?” he asks wryly, surroundings slowly but surely registering 🥨🧀🍫🍿🍪

“Nope,” you grin, “But you can still have some.”

“Why did the screen go black?” 🤨

“Because I died,” you huff, “You really ought to know these things.”

“And become a gremlin like you?” he chuckles, blankets tossed aside as he shuffles himself out of bed

“A WINNER, Kyo, I’m going to be a WINNER.” 😤

“Sure, especially when I have seen that black screen at least three times in the five minutes that I have been awake.” 😉

“Y’KNOW WHAT,” you shriek indignantly, pointing a playful finger at him, “Sit and watch, this game isn’t easy.” 😒

“Is it multiplayer?” 🫢

“No.” 😐

(yes, but no hell in way are you letting him join and show you up now — at least, not tonight)

“I can eat your snacks?” 😋

“As long as you promise to fetch more when they run out.”

And that’s how you and Kyo end up pulling an all nighter, eyes bloodshot, stomachs full, and very hydrated (bc water is apparently a snack too)

P.S. You eventually allow him to play w/ you (after you beat the game yourself)

P.P.S. Watching him struggle brings you immense satisfaction 🤠

P.P.P.S. “Kyo, you might break your record of deaths in a minute.” “Oh hush, I am just warming up!” ❤️‍🔥

#headcanons #modern au #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kamado tanjiro #kamado tanjirou #tanjiro x reader #tanjirou x reader #rengoku kyojuro #kyojuro x reader

[augustinewrites]

No thoughts. Just megumi recording Gojo and the reader 🥺🥺🥺

I need this. Just imagine Gojo if he accidentally comes home drunk and he spins the reader, dancing with her just to keep her from not getting mad and it’s working because she’s giggling 🥺

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTdVcFJ7Q/

omg thank you for showing me this i love it 😭

"oh, good," nanami sighs, relieved. "you're back."

you toss your keys onto the kitchen counter, brows raising as you take in the sight (and smell) of your dining room. empty bottles and glasses on the table and counter. ijichi's bent over, cheek pressed into the tabletop, and gojo's slumped over the back of his chair, gazing up blankly at the ceiling. all while gojo's favourite 'super romantic' playlist floats through the room

"seems like a fun night."

nanami's answer comes as a long swig of his drink. "i thought you were staying at shoko's?"

"well, it's nearly midnight and i wanted to see these two to bed," you explain, wrapping an arm around tsumiki and ruffling megumi's hair.

gojo stirs in his seat, glancing around a little dazedly until his eyes land on you and the kids, brightening almost instantly, cheeks aglow with excitement and alcohol. "you guys are here! ijichi, get up! look who's here!"

ijichi is unresponsive to the smacking at his arm, causing gojo to whirl around to face him, looking gravely concerened. "oh my god. nanami, i think we killed ijichi!"

megumi rolls his eyes as tsumiki sends him a small wave. you press your fingertips to your temples and looking to nanami, who returns your exasperated look. "what did he have to drink?"

"maybe five vodka cranberries?"

it's easy to believe, judging from gojo's rosy cheeks and loose posture. his 'dislike' of alcohol was but a cover to hide the fact that gojo satoru, inheritor of the six eyes and the most powerful sorcerer of his time, was a lightweight.

"and ijichi?"

"i believe he fell asleep around four."

of course gojo convinced tonight's designated driver to get drunk.

"do you think you can get him into the guest bedroom?"

nanami sighs, but downs the rest of his drink before helping a groggy ijichi out of his seat, looping an arm across his shoulders and practically dragging him down the hall.

leaving the three of you alone with gojo, who is walking towards you with all the grace of a newborn deer.

"okay, let's get you to bed," you murmur, catching his long frame just as he lurches forward.

"but 'm not tired," he whines, pulling back to look at you. you reach up, brushing some stray hair from his eyes and trailing your hand down his face to let him lean a warm cheek into your hand. your chest flutters when his gaze to meet yours, staring at you with such naked love as he presses a kiss to your palm.

"that may be true," you laugh, placing your hands on his shoulders to steady him. "but you're also drunk."

"i'm not!"

"you are," megumi deadpans from the kitchen.

gojo mumbles a near incoherent string of words that you think are protests, and you glance over your shoulder to see an equally amused megumi leaning against the counter.

"megumi, record this so he can watch it in the morning. maybe then he'll believe us."

"so what if i'm a tiny bit drunk?" he huffs as megumi pulls his phone from his pocket. "it's my last night of freedom! my last few hours as an independent man!"

"'independence? is that what you call, oh, i don't know, the last six years?'" you ask slowly, shaking your head. "tsumiki, what did satoru say this morning while i was getting ready to go to the grocery store?"

the girl pokes her head out of the bathroom, toothbrush in hand as she answers, "that he'd cry himself to sleep if you left."

"and megumi, what did he end up doing?"

"he ended up going to the store with you."

"traitors," your fiancé mutters with a roll of his eyes. eyes that widen when the next song on his playlist starts and he says, "hey, dance with me."

shaking your head, you grab his hand, beginning to tug him towards the bedroom. "we have plenty of time for dancing tomorrow--"

but you don't get to finish your sentence before he's leading you into a less than elegant twirl, one that ends with your back pressed to his chest. then he spins you out again, laughing as he pulls you back to guide you into a messy version of what you think is a waltz.

you can't help the smile that breaks out on your face or the laugh that bubbles in your throat as he leads you around the dining room, even dipping you once before he pulls you close again, his chin resting atop your head.

"i love you, weirdo," you murmur as he hums lowly, swaying the both of you gently with the fading music.

"you can't say that. i'm getting married tomorrow, you know," he teases as you hide your warm face in his shoulder.

"someone got lucky," you grin, glancing over his shoulder to see even nanami smiling softly at the both of you.

"no," he argues with a slight shake of his head, dipping down to place a soft kiss to the tip of your nose. "i think i'm the lucky one."

#megumi's best man speech the next day is just him showing that video #keeping up with the fushigojos #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #gojo fluff

[cupid-styles]

maybeee idk smth with mia and h and maybe theyre like at a business meeting or dinner and hes decided to take her with him OR hes at a meeting and shes teasing him by texting fun pics or smth and shes constantly teasing him and he gets more and more worked up and finally snaps and then when either he gets home or they get home together the filth ensues and hes absolutely brutal like completely relentless until shes like a mess and like completely wrecked and he doesnt fucking let up

IDK i feel like im bad at this shit lmfao😭💀

omfg STOP IT NO this is so good!!!!!! you're definitely NOT bad at it hehehe (I changed it just a lil bit but I hope u still like it!)

word count: 898

content warnings: DEGRADATION, name calling, mutual masturbation (but mainly just on mia's side), phone sex/nudes, kind of public play?, daddy kink (wow apparently I can get a lot done in less than 1k words !) enjoy!!!! :)

It started out innocently enough.

Mia liked the outfit she was wearing today and she wanted to show her boyfriend, who had already been at the office for three hours just as she was getting ready to leave the house. They both led busy lifestyles, with Mia being knee deep in work for the end of the semester and Harry being the CEO of an entire company, so it was hard not miss each other when they were apart. Hence why phone calls, photo messages, voice notes, and even FaceTime calls kept them afloat during particularly tough weeks.

The mutual need for one another was apparent. They hadn't been together in days, and the last time they were, it was for some silly event Harry had been forced to go to. Mia fell asleep on the drive home and his heart strings tugged guiltily, feeling awful for dragging her out on a school night. 

So, when Harry replies to her picture with an influx of compliments, telling her she's such a pretty girl and he's so lucky to have her — well, it has her craving more. It sets off some part of her, making it so he's the only thing she can think about all day, and it's when she's in her second lecture of the day that she has the idea of traipsing off to the single use bathroom, locking the door, tugging her sweater and bralette up over her chest and snapping a picture of her tits to send him. 

The response is nearly immediate.

From: Harry🩷

Are you trying to kill me?

She smirks, quickly typing back a response.

To: Harry🩷

of course not!!  just miss u daddy🥺

The three dots instantly show up on her screen and she bites her lip, nibbling on it as she waits for his reply.

From: Harry🩷

Put your pretty tits away and go back to class like the good girl you are. 

She swallows harshly, knowing she's not ready to end her game quite yet.

To: Harry🩷

what if i don't wanna be a good girl?

what if i wanna make myself cum in this bathroom, thinking about ur fingers making me squirt?

From: Harry🩷

If you do that, I'm picking you up from campus to give you a punishment.

Instead of sending back another picture, she's dialing his number in the blink of an eye. She wiggles her tights down and brushes her fingertips over her mound, a short gasp leaving her lips as Harry picks up the phone.

"Mia. Go back to class." he answers gruffly. 

She moans softly into the receiver as she wiggles her fingers under the fabric of her underwear, tenting it over her knuckles. Unlike Harry, she's impatient, never interested in edging or teasing herself, so she makes quick work of finding her clit, gentle pads running over the nerves. 

"Are you fucking kidding me?" he mutters, and her eyes roll back at his exasperated tone, "You're being a slut right now, you know that? A dirty fuckin' whore that can't keep her fingers to herself for a minute."

His degradation only spurs her forward, dipping down to her hole where her juices are already collecting between her thighs. She pushes a finger in, knowing her time is limited before someone from her class notices her elongated absence. The whimper that leaves her mouth is embarrassing, and she hopes no one car hear her from outside.

"Jesus," Harry says in disbelief, "How many spankings do you want tonight, little girl? 10, 15? If you make yourself cum, you're in for at least 20."

The thought has her clenching around her finger as her palm rubs messily against her clit. She curses to herself lowly, adding a second finger to the mix. They're not as long as Harry's so she has more trouble reaching deep inside of her, but the stretch feels decent enough to push her to an orgasm.

"G-gonna cum soon, daddy."

"Brat," he spits, and she swears she can hear slick passes in the background of the call, "Maybe I should overstimulate that dumb little pussy tonight. Make you cum so many times you're drooling all over yourself like the messy bitch you are."

"Oh— fuck, fuck—"

"You'd probably like that too much, though, your daddy abusing your swollen hole until you can't even breathe. Guess I'll just edge you instead, keep you tied up with a vibrator between your legs— have you go for hours while I ignore you, all because you just had to cum all over your fingers."

That's what does her in — the visual of him dismissing her as she writhes around in his bedsheets, arms and legs tied to the posts of his obscenely expensive bed frame, her pussy pulsating around nothing as she begs and pleads to cum. She whimpers breathily as she feels herself squeezing her fingers, milking them until the dreamy sensation subsides, leaving her a sweaty, panting mess with a mess in her underwear.

"Fuck— fuck, that was good."

Harry chuckles, the sound warming her chest as she wedges the phone between her neck and shoulder. She quickly cleans herself up and washes her hands, shimmying her tights back up her legs.

"Seriously though, go back to class, Mi. It's been like 20 minutes since you called." 

"Mm, I will," she says softly, fixing her hair in the reflection of the mirror, "Will you still come over tonight? I miss you so much."

"Of course, angel girl. You didn't think you got out of that punishment, did you?"

#writing #sugar daddy h

[idontplaytrack]

My Girl

AJ Campos x fem! reader

Warnings: fluff, some coarse language, making out turned smut.

In which AJ makes a move and officially asks reader to be her girlfriend.

Requested? Yes / No

[Part 2 to Wait For You ]

Spacing is horrid, pls forgive me lol😭 it’s also lengthy bc I didn’t want to split it into another part🫠

Your eyes fluttered open and adjusted to the surroundings. Hit with the initial confusion of not being in your own bedroom, you were quickly snapped out of it when you felt a pair of arms wrapped around you.

“Good morning.” AJ spoke, the sleep still evident in her voice. Pressing a kiss onto your shoulder, she snuggles closer and rested her chin there. You still couldn’t believe you were here with AJ…even after a month of dating later. A smile creeps onto your face as you replied, “Morning.” Even then, the both of you fell back asleep. And when you woke up again, you had your arms around her and were laying on her chest. AJ was combing her fingers through your hair as she had her phone in her hand. You looked up at her, eyes barely open. She realised you were awake, “Hi, sleepyhead.” AJ put her phone down, and smiled at you. “What time is it?”

“A little after nine-thirty.” She answers, her hand now trailing down to your back.

“Oh.”

“Mhm.” AJ confirmed with a small nod, leaning down to kiss you on the head, “Are you okay?”

“Mm, yeah why?”

“You just seem awfully sleepy.” She chuckled.

“It’s Saturday after all.” You responded.

“You would so sleep all day if no one was there to wake you up.” She shifted herself and she was now face to face with you, capturing your lips into her own.

“That is correct.” You giggled, kissing her back, your nearly-nude body softly pressing up against hers. AJ happily carried on kissing you for awhile, cupping your cheek. “Wouldn’t want to start something we can’t finish, would we?” You joked.

“Hey.” She broke away, looking at you in feigned offence, “What was last night then? Need I remind you, we both…finished?”

You snorted a laugh, pulling her back in, “That we did. Thank you, baby.”

AJ’s cheeks began to form a light pink hue, blushing, “And what are we doing now?”

“You? You’re blushing.” You teased, breaking away from the contact briefly. AJ eagerly kisses you again, letting you know all you needed to know.

She’d never done anything like that before last night. And you too, so you were both just taking the time to explore. Teaching each other what to do and what felt good. Especially with no one else home, you and AJ were all the more, relaxed. You were currently on top, straddling her as you held her face in both your hands and kissed her over and over. She reciprocated with the same energy, her hands lazily clung onto your back. But they roamed after awhile, down to your ass and she rests a hand there which she eventually used to massage the muscle. Your lips ventured down along her jaw next and then her neck, now knowing that she had a sensitive spot there that would rile her up a little. A quiet moan falls from her mouth which you’d anticipated so you kept at it for a little bit.

“I want to kiss you, honey.” AJ says while her head involuntarily tilted back as a result of your actions. Her ring-clad fingers brushed through your hair as you continued to kiss and suck at her neck, just enough to elicit those little sounds you’ve quickly grown to love hearing. “Baby, please.” She requests, her voice even softer this time around. You could never say no to this girl. Biting back a grin, you moved yourself back up so she could kiss you like she’d asked. With one of her hands now comfortably in your hair to keep your face from moving away, the other was still trailing up and down between your back and ass- the feeling of her fingertips over the fabric makes you squirm because it tickles. And AJ seems to have figured that out and smoothly slid her hand under the fabric, gently squeezing your ass cheek. You laughed softly into the kiss, but she intermittently kept repeating her actions and resulted in a whine to come out from your mouth. Her teeth grazes your lip and her tongue attempted to slide itself into your mouth like a silent invitation. Which you’d accepted, and then started to do the same. Hearing each other start moaning turned you on as much as it does her.

AJ’s hand on your ass slid to your front, and her other hand that was initially in your hair was now on your upper back. She pulls away from the kiss to search your eyes for approval to do what she was about to do next. A strained incoherent sound and a nod swiftly came from you as you attacked her lips, needing the attention back. And so, her hand dips into your underwear and her fingers began to rub your clit in a slow, steady motion. She carefully bent a knee so you had another form of stimulation available. You instinctively shifted yourself over to that leg of hers and started grinding against it, going along with her actions. Her hand falls to your hip, “You’re so beautiful, honey.” She says, a sweet smile on her face and her eyes filled with so much warmth and love, it made you feel a crazy swarm of butterflies in your chest. Her leg straightens again, worried that you might fall off. You whined, frustrated. AJ remains calm and laid you on your back then joined you, laying down beside you.

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As your hand clung to her back, you fiddled with the clip on her bra while you asked if you could remove it. She was doing most of the work now and you felt bad about it so…here goes. Holding her peaked pink nipple between your fingers, you gave it a little pinch. She chuckles into the kiss and gave you a nod of approval. You kept at it, alternating between massaging her breast and pinching her nipple. AJ’s fingers on your clit started going harder, with the sole purpose of building up your pleasure. And it worked, you were soon feeling the need to plead for more. But of course, AJ being AJ, she loved giving you whatever you pleased and you didn’t have to even actually ask. AJ just went for it to let you feel good.

Last night’s bit of awkwardness was quickly forgotten as the two of you got more familiar with everything little thing about the other person, until she asks you a completely unexpected question, “Baby…” You broke away from the kiss completely to look at her, “Yeah?”

“Can I…taste you?”

You shot her a look of bewilderment and gulped, chuckling, “Oh- you wanna-”

“Only if you’re okay with it, alright?” She laughs softly, licking her lips, “I don’t want you to say yes just because you feel like you should-”

“It’s fine.” You answered, “We can give that a try.”

“Are you sure?” AJ asks, caressing your cheek as she spoke, her gaze worried.

“Yeah.” You nodded decisively, “I’m sure.”

“Okay.” She smooches you on the lips before making her way down to the juncture between your thighs and slowly pushed your legs open. And my god did you feel vulnerable as hell with her face looking right at your cunt for the first time. You looked down at her at she almost seemed intrigued- she was eager to find out more about what makes you feel good. AJ’s left hand was on your inner thigh and the right was holding her own hair to keep it out of the way as she got closer and closer to the area.

Her tongue flicked your clit gently and you gasped, realising that you liked that. AJ proceeded to do that for a good couple of minutes before trying to lick a stripe up from your entrance to your sensitive nub. You whined, watching her. And when she heard you, she looked up- making eye contact with you. “Does that feel good?” She asks for confirmation. “Yeah, yeah it does.” You told her. So AJ kept going- licking, kiss and even sucking your sensitive area, getting to hear more and more sweet sounds of pleasure from you as the minutes went on. Her hand got back to massaging your ass which she already knew you liked, so it drove you even closer to the edge. Eventually, your hips bucked against your will so she held you down, continuing to lap up your juices as you were practically fighting for your life not to sound like a needy little girl under her touch. “Hey, hey…” She detaches herself from you, “It’s alright, honey. Make all the noise you want.”

Oh, God. Those eyes, the warmth of her touch and her tongue. You were getting giddy, and dangerously close to the peak.

Suddenly, you feel her fingers ghosting the mound, “Yes, please. AJ, do it.” You wanted to try that, so she added her finger to the mix with no resistance. AJ thought that it must’ve been wrong…having her face buried in your heat and her fingers so deep inside you, right?Feeling the coldness from her ring, you seethed right as she poked you in the sensitive area inside. It snaps her out of that thought that was quickly abandoned. You whined, and loudly, “Fuck. God, AJ that feels so damn good- keep going.” Getting a little cocky now, she went a whole lot faster hoping you let you have your release soon. With her sucking and finger-fucking you while her hand groped your breast, the combination made you clench- your pleasure was near the brink of unraveling. Of course, she could feel it all being actually inside of you. She may not very experience, but she was a quick learner. “Come on, baby.” She cooed, “Give me one. Let go.” And you did, as if on her command while your back arched off the mattress. You’d creamed her two fingers completely with your slick as your body trembled from the intensity of your high. She pulls them out, clambering back up to kiss you. “I love you, y/n.”

You smiled giddily, “I love you, too.” Brushing the hair out of her face, you ask, “You wanna have a go?”

She laughs, “Mm, sure.” Kissing you again, you were now laid on your side before she slid yourself down slightly to hold her nipple in your mouth for a beat. You licked and sucked it, while fondling with the other. She moans, biting down on her lip. “Don’t hold back, AJ.” You coaxed, “If it feels good let me hear it, okay?”

When she was under your touch, she was the one who got shy. Just like she did yesterday, but it seemed a little better today now that she was obviously more familiar with you and absolutely comfortable and needy. “Okay.” She agrees, and moans quickly chased her response, “Ah, ah- shit. Shit.”

Smugly, you start to tease her folds with a finger and she almost instantly whined. You pulled your finger away while moving yourself back up to meet her face just so you could witness the change in her expression. Gosh, she needed you to touch her so bad. But you wanted her to tell you. “What do you want, sweetie?” Your fingers danced along the side of her body as you gazed into her eyes expecting a specific answer.

“Baby, I need you to touch me.” AJ spat out hurriedly, hiding her face behind her hand. You pushed it aside, “I want to see your face, pretty girl, hmm? You need me to touch you, babe?” “Yes. Please.” She nodded, licking her lips.

“Okay.” Your finger returned to its position, sliding downwards just slightly then you start to rub her clit to see and hear what she thought of that. “You like that, babe?” You weren’t expecting a verbal response, but she tells you yes anyway. So you picked up your pace as a reward for her as she clung onto you for dear life, her leg now rested on your hip for extra support. Unlike you, the rougher you went, the more she wanted. AJ seems to like it a little more aggressive. And so be it, she let you feel good and it was now her turn.

Pretty soon, you slipped two fingers inside her easily, curling them so you could locate and hit her g-spot. AJ grew increasingly vulgar as you continued to ram your fingers into her, your actions and her noises matched up- one for one. It also wasn’t long before you felt her walls tightening around your fingers, you decidedly got ahold of her nipple again and twisted it in between your fingers will your other hand continued with the push-and-pull in her cunt. “Oh, fuck!” She cried out with a pant, and she came, just as you were hoping she would. Satisfied, both your hands detached from her. “Fucking hell, that was something else. Holy shit.”

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A little later, you and AJ found yourselves in the kitchen to fix up some lunch. You were wearing one of her t-shirts that she’d picked out for you to change into after your shower, AJ was in a cute little camisole top and shorts. “Do you want the same one so I can just dump it in the same pot?” She asks you, referring to the two packets of instant ramen in her hands.

“Uh, yeah. Sure.” You shrugged.

AJ squinted at you, “Are you okay? Please don’t tell me I hurt you.”

“Oh, you definitely didn’t.” You assured, “Don’t worry. I was just- spacing out a little.”

“Alright.” She smiled, relieved as she opened up the packets of noodles then dumped them into the pot on the stove. You hugged her from behind, pressing a kiss to her shoulder blade. She chuckles, “Yes, honey?”

“Nothin’.” You said back, “Just wanted to hug you.”

“Cute.” She commented, “Hey, what do you say we go out for a drive tonight? Maybe get some takeout on the way and head to Broadway to see a show?”

“Sounds great.” You agreed, “I kinda wanna go to Times Square.”

“You do?” She knew you typically would stay away from a ‘touristy area’ since you didn’t like crowds that much.

“Yeah, but I kinda miss it. Just wanna do a little walk through. Then maybe we can stop by an observation deck for sunset first.”

“Sure, honey.” AJ answers while stirring the food in the pot and turning down the heat. You unwrapped your arms, loosening your grip around her and just stood by her as she portioned the noodles into two bowls. After lunch, you and AJ lazed on the couch watching reruns of old sitcoms on TV for a couple hours before going out for a walk.

On your walk, you bought tickets for AJ and yourself to The Edge in Hudson Yards- it was the cheapest option. Once the both of you got back home, you got dressed and ready for the evening. It was a two-hour drive into the city, but AJ thought you two should leave a little earlier just to be safe. She drove, you sit in front with her. Before you knew it, the familiar hustle and bustle of the city filled your senses. “We’re gonna go to the deck, dinner, show, Times Square then drive home.” AJ listed.

“Yep.”

“Alright, let’s park this car and get upstairs.” AJ grins, glancing at you.

Being 100-storeys up, you got a breathtaking view of pretty much the whole of Manhattan. You haven’t been to the city in ages and this had you in awe. AJ took you by the hand and led you to sit down with her at the steps after taking a few laps around the deck to look at the view and take some pictures. AJ tilted your face to face her own, “Are you sleepy already, honey?” She plants a kiss on your forehead and you rest your head on her shoulder, basking in her company and the gorgeous view in front of your eyes as the setting sun painted the sky golden hue. “I’m not.” You chuckled, “This view is gorgeous.”

“Just like you.” She mumbles, laughing to herself as she held your hand. Her free hand took her phone out to get pictures of you — which you didn’t realise, and the sunset.

“Hm?” You sat back up, looking at her now.

“Nothing.” AJ avoided eye contact. “AJ, no- please talk to me. It’s okay.”

You took in a deep breath, “Can I ask you a question?”

“Sure, anything.” You nodded and smiled, intertwining your fingers with hers.

“We’ve been dating for about a month and I’ve been thinking…I want you to be my girlfriend. You know, like- officially? So I um-” She began, reaching into her purse. You watched her, concerned, honestly. Purely because she seemed so nervous. “I made you- this. Here.” She hands you a small package wrapped in what seemed like paper from a sketchbook. You untied the bow, carefully unfolding the paper. There was a bracelet in there, but the drawing on the paper caught your eye first- it was a Hello name sticker that said ‘I love you’ in the blank.

“Oh, my God. AJ. I love this.” You slid the bracelet onto your wrist and took a closer look at the little drawing she did, “I am totally framing this.”

She smiles, squeezing your hand even tighter.

You freed your hand from her grip and grabbed her face with both hands, crashing your lips onto hers, “Fuck, I love you so much, my girl.”

AJ chuckles and smiled into the kiss, “I love you.”

#auli’i cravalho #aj campos #crush #hulu crush #lgbtqia #queer fiction #sfw wlw #wlw #wlw fluff #romance #Spotify #reader insert #x reader #female reader

[v5b5]

I had a request of Carlitos after AO, just felling exhausted and confessing his fellings because he just wants you to be with him. BUT I ELIMINATED ACCIDENTALLY, IM REALLY SORRY. 😭😭

Btw, I'm still taking requests, so you're free and welcome to ask whatever you want.

Warnings: bad mental health/extremely exhausted Carlos.

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You had known Carlos since you both were 18, and always had an especial connection, but you never saw it like anything romantic. For the last 2 years of friendship, you tried to accompany him to some tournaments, so you were now in Melbourne, Australia. Watching his matches and eating sushi the night before. Even though you have been friends for years, a few months ago, you started to realize that this was probably love, because no one travels around the whole world just to support a friend every time they ask for, no?.

But you ignored the fact that his eyes were always on you, and every little thing you do. But now you guys were so distracted to think about stupid theories like those. The night before his match with Zverev, he invited you to eat sushi as usual, but when you arrived at his hotel room you noticed, it was just him.

"It's just you and me?". You ask certainly confused. You entered his room and sat at the edge of his bed. He wasn't a very messy person, but he had a bit of clothes around the room, his suitcase on the floor full of things and the door of the bathroom open, from where you could feel the humidity of a recently used shower, and you could also tell from his semi-wet hair.

"Yes, you wanted to invite someone else?". He asks a bit concerned, you know him very well, he's much of a people pleaser, so you have to reassure him. "No... It's good to be just us". You say with a sweet smile and looking around. "The sushi is almost here". He says looking down at you. "It's ok, I'm not that hungry". You answer sweetly not to worry him. "What about we watch a movie while eating?". You propose with a smile. "Sounds good". He answered with his big representative smile.

Then you took the TV remote and started sapping, and you decided to watch a rom-com. During the dinner, you started to feel very cold, cause Carlos loved to have the A.C at its lowest temperature, and you loved it too, but the humidity from the bathroom didn't help with the cold. Carlos noticed that and hugged you from your shoulders. "Are you cold?". He asked in a whisper near your lobe, you could feel his warmth, it made you feel safe and cozy. "Yes, a little." You answer blushing a little. Then Carlos got up from bed and opened his suitcase and took out one of his Nike favorite hoodies, a very classic but pretty white hoodie with a little logo of a colorful tennis court. "Here, have it". He Said sweetly and extended it to you. You took it and put it on, it was cozy, you could smell his scent. "thanks", you limit yourself to say. The night was amazing, so wonderful that Carlos stayed awake thinking about the situation he was in with his relationship with you, a difficult one... A platonic romantic friendship.

The next day, he was extremely tired, he even fell asleep while eating breakfast. So by the time of the match, he was exhausted physically. He lost the match, for way too much difference. He felt stupid, not enough. He had already tried to improve those aspects of self-sabotage with his psychologist, but today was not his day to think about that. He was destroyed, he felt like nothing.

So when he got to his room, he limited himself to throw his bags to the floor and do the same with his "useless" body. But suddenly he heard a knock, a special one, one that only y/n used with her loved ones. It was something little but he was a person of details, and he liked to remember that kind of things. He wasn't good with birthdays, words or dancing, nor even signing, but learning little details of his loved ones was definitely his thing, it was his way to show love and this was her little detail to remember. He got up from the cold floor and walked a few steps towards the door, his eyes were red from some sobbing on the way to his room, but he felt strong enough to face y/n. He opened the door and just threw himself into her arms, and started sobbing. "I'm sorry". She said sweetly while caressing his nape. "you made everything you could". "No, I didn't made enough". He said to her and also for himself to hear. "of course you did, sometimes it is good to know our limits, maybe your body was just... Exhausted". She says trying her best to comfort him. He picked her up, and carried her to his bed. He jumped to bed with her in his arms. He just wanted to cuddle. "I think I need you... I can't hide it anymore". He says in a sweet voice. "I know you feel it too, I can see it in your eyes". He says looking Deeply into her eyes. "I know you think we guys never notice, but I do". He says before caressing her hand. "Be my girlf..." He couldn't even finish the sentence because you were already kissing him in a sweet subtly way.

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I'm finally done, I was so tired with uni that I didn't have time to write. But I'm here... Hope you like it. I made a big effort to write this and not to fall asleep while doing it. IM SO TIRED.

BTW

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[faeryarchives]

fleeting serendipity

alternate title: after realizing their feelings for you, what will be their next course of action?

* ˚ ✦ accidental confession + courting; after finally realizing their true feelings out loud, it is no surprise that you would accidentally hear it. but one thing leads to another, they are now courting you! it might look messy at first but the slowly become better in the process - getting to know the person they like better + got to be part of your world where you feel really safe. one can see how they really treasure you and your love but the question is will you say yes or no 🧐 ?

— deuce spade, cater diamond (i have a huge feeling that he will slip something like this out on magicam), epel felmier, idia shroud, sebek zigvolt

* ˚ ✦ start giving you subtle hints; they would be the type who would still act 'normal' around you but also makes sure that drop little hints about their affection such as doing things for you that they wouldn't do for other people and expect them to be always there whenever you need any extra help. at this point everyone wonder how long will it take for you to notice how special you are to them 🤭 but they don't mind because they are willing to wait for you <3

— trey clover, ruggie bucchi, jade leech, jamil viper, silver, malleus draconia (ok so listen, he would be the type who will take home a bunny just because it looks like you)

* ˚ ✦ risk it all; the combination of the first two mentioned - they would probably think it for a while before drop hints such as sneakily holding hands while your hands are next to each other + giving you some of your favorite snack even if you didn't asked + greeting hugs that becomes longer than expected until it leads them to admitting they want to court you because it is better to take action than to wait and regret

— ace trappola, leona kingscholar, floyd leech, kalim al asim, rook hunt, lilia vanrouge (he risked many things already before and he wouldn't hesitate to take another risk for the last time)

* ˚ ✦ stay low; the safest course of action because they will test the waters first, they don't want to destroy your friendship because of their feelings. very observant and sometimes give the tiniest signs like asking you about your opinions in romantic relationship + what you would expect from them only to receive a very simple answer - "it could be someone i really know well or a person i just met but what i really want is a deep understanding with them regardless of their personality." it gave them a confident boost and would still stay low until they got the right moment to let you know how they feel

— riddle rosehearts, jack howl, azul ashengrotto, vil schoenheit

LMAO I FELL ASLEEP WHILE WRITING THIS LAST NIGHT IM SORRY 😭 and my bunny wei wuxian and reunited with bunny lan wangji ueueue look 🥺

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland scenarios #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst imagines #faeryarchives #ace trappola x reader #deuce spade x reader #twst scenarios #trey clover x reader #cater diamond x reader #heartslabyul #leona kingscholar x reader #ruggie bucchi x reader #jack howl x reader #savanaclaw #floyd leech x reader #floyd leech #jade leech #jade leech x reader #azul ashengrotto #azul ashengrotto x reader #octavinelle #kalim al asim x reader #jamil viper x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #epel felmier x reader #idia shroud x reader #riddle roseheart x reader

[dolli-is-me]

hi dolli i’m back here again🥲 (anon who dreamt about my desires) i haven’t gotten into the void yet bit im trying to be as positive as i can be. last night i accidentally fell asleep without even affirming(i didn’t even realize i was asleep???) and when i woke up to try and affirm i just couldn’t go back to sleep😭

no good updates yet but do you mind i keep sharing my progress with you? i don’t want to spam you and be annoying

HIYA LOVE, WELCOME BACK

OMG OFCCC YOU CAN SHARE YOUR PROGRESS HERE OFC OFC

I don't mind at all! In fact I'd love to and I'll make sure to provide you with the best advices I ever had, don't worry at all love 💗

ANYWAYS STRAIGHT TO THE ANSWER:

I've heard many people say they had this problem, where they can't keep awake enough for the sleep state, and this is completely alright, I'll go ahead and list down some ways that will make sure you'll keep awake while letting your body sleep, don't worry at all love, you did everything alright and I'm sure you'll have a success story coming up the next time 💗,

List of things that would put you in a mind awake/body asleep state without letting you sleep or losing any energy:

1. Yoga nidra ( this by far helped me the absolute most, I used to use guided meditations before but now I kinda know it by heart so I don't need it to listen in order to get to that state, I understand this will put you in a yogic sleep, but listen here, in this state, you're body is extremely relaxed, no tension whatsoever, your subconscious mind will immediately accept anything, but remember, just like how pink stated, this isn't guaranteed to let you enter the void, it's just a method to help you relax yourself and your mind in order for you subconscious to pick up the affirmation you tell it, yet I highly recommend it)

2. Singing along to songs in your head ( another actual fun trick I've found, is to sing songs to yourself, this makes you lose focus on your body, and more on the lyrics, resulting in entering that state where the subconscious will adapt to anything you tell it)

3. Do it during the day (another actual amazing trick, change the routine, and make it in daytime, where you won't let your body sleep as Peacefully as it is, this methods works best for those who can't sleep unless it's dark and nighttime)

4. Change this into a lullaby x subconscious commanding method (the title explained it itself, if you still find problems for yourself, it's alright, don't need to wait for that sleep state, instead of forcing yourself to stay awake for the sleepy state, you'll force the sleep state to wait for you, in short, the moment you go to bed, until you feel you wanna sleep, affirm until you fall sleep, choosing the commanding method 💗)

However, do not beat yourself for falling asleep, do not let a wrong action of yours throw you down, even if it was accidental, because you, you are what you embody, you didn't do anything wrong, because no wrong action of yours will alter your 3d or concept

That's all I think, I only found these things that are helpful, but you can go ahead and alter anything you want! Remember, if you feel like you didn't do anything, or feel like it's not worth it, or if it's not working

That's not true at all love, the mere idea of you doing that method is enough proof for your subconscious that you are serious for entering the void

Remember, you're a master of your subconscious

Your subconscious is not your master

So bend it to your will, and it will have no other choice but to bend to your will, I suggest trusting yourself to the fullest

"Plant a thought, water it and let it bloom, feed it belief and faith, watch it bloom to your desires"

#dolli memories posts! #manifesting #void #void state #void challenge #subconciousmind #subconscious

[bellysoupset]

Hello! I love everything you've been posting lately!! ❤️ I have a request: Maybe Leo has a stressful day at court, and Jon doesn't want to worry him so when Leo gets home he finds Jonah with JD on the bed... hints that something's wrong? Or maybe Jon never shows up to a shift/is sent home and then we could get Wendy/Leo interactions? ~ 🐆

This one is some good, old cold sickfic, with loads of comfort. Really just a cozy fic.

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Leo: I cannot wait to go home 😭

He pressed send and leaned in, rubbing his eyes until he saw stars. Everything that could possibly go wrong today, had done so. It had started with him missing his alarm and only waking up thanks to Jon's, an hour later than he should be.

He hadn't had breakfast until much later, had gotten yelled at by a snobby client who had a stick up their asses, had burned his tongue on his coffee and then proceeded to drop the little paper cup, only for it to be the last cup the machine produced for the rest of the day since it decided to break. Had gotten one of his researches sent back because of a minor, dumb mistake on his part and skipped lunch to work on it, only to get the surprise news he'd be joining during a court day, because Sandy, the other paralegal, was sick.

So now he was standing in the waiting room of the courthouse, with a headache from hunger and caffeine withdrawal, itching to piss, in a sour mood.

He stared at the phone screen, hoping Jonah would at least text back, so he wouldn't be bored to tears, but no such luck.

"What's wrong, Wagner?" Cole, one of the paralegals he actually liked, asked. Leo grimaced.

"This is taking forever," he whispered back and Cole let out a huff in agreement.

"You'd think rich people wouldn't argue for three months straight over who gets to keep a car, uh," he whispered, rolling his eyes and Leo couldn't help but agree with a chuckle.

By the time he finally got to go home, it was night already. At least he'd have a fat paycheck with all the extra hours, Leo thought, head pounding as he drove back to their building.

"Hi, Matt," Leo yawned against his fist, as he stopped on the first floor instead of going straight upstairs, a box of blueberry muffins in his hand, the other one holding a cardboard tray with three coffees, "got this for you," He planted the muffins and one of the coffees on the front desk.

"How many times do I have to say, Mr. Wagner, I cannot accept-"

"Oh no," Leo rolled his eyes, pushing the muffins across the desk, "it seems I forgot all these muffins here. I guess someone will have to eat them so they won't go to waste," he smiled cheekily, "have a good night, Matthew."

"Have a good night, Mr. Wag-"

"It's Leo!" he yelled back, already rushing to the elevator and receiving a fond eyeroll as an answer.

Since they lived on the second to last floor, Leo leaned against the elevator wall and almost fell asleep on the spot. He blinked awake with the DING! of the elevator arriving and dragged inside, hands shaking around his keys, thanks to the coffee withdrawal.

He expected JD to come running to meet him, Jonah to be in the living room binging the new true crime documentary series that was consuming his day and night...

But no.

Leo frowned, kicking off his shoes by the door and tugging at his tie as he entered the apartment, "Jon? JD?" he wondered if Jonah had left... But his car was in the garage, "Jonah, are you in the bath- Oh" he lowered his voice immediately upon walking in the bedroom.

Jonah was curled on his side, passed out and JD was snuggled up under his arm, her little head resting on his chin. Leo's heart plummeted straight to his stomach as he melted at the cuteness and he fished out his phone, taking a blurry picture.

The noise made their cat look up, open her blue eyes at him and then meow, causing Leo to cringe.

"No, JD, stay-" he whispered, "stay, don't mov-" she got up from her cocoon in Jonah's arms and trotted to him, meowing loudly as she hooked her claws on his pants, a sound he unmistakenly knew meant she was hungry.

Jonah stirred and opened his eyes, a hand blindly reaching out for JD, which caused Leo to smile even more.

"Looking for your teddy bear?"

"Uhm?" Jonah blinked at him, too sleepy to compute the teasing, "what time... What time is it?"

"Almost nine," Leo said bitterly, sitting on the bed and stripping his blazer, while JD climbed his lap and pawed his chest, asking for pets with an indignant meow, "hi, sweetheart."

"Hi," Jonah smiled lazily, even if he knew damn well Leo meant the kitten. He sat up against the headboard, rubbing his eyes, "fuck, when I went to sleep it was light out."

Leo raised his eyebrows, looking up from JD's innocent blue eyes, "light out? Straight after class...?" That was very uncanny, "are you feeling okay, babe?"

"Yeah," Jonah grimaced, still looking absolutely exhausted, "why did you just get home at 9 PM, Leo?"

"Court," he scoffed, falling on his side and resting his head on Jon's thigh, allowing JD to walk over him and sit on his chest, "it dragged. All that because of a fucking car."

Jonah let out a soft smile, "what model?"

"....Aston whatever?" Leo rolled his eyes, "doesn't matter."

"It kinda fucking matters if it was an Aston Martin, Leo," Jonah chuckled, petting his hair and then suddenly his whole body jerked with a sneeze as Jonah rushed to hide his face in the pillow.

Leo raised his head and JD jumped from his chest, walking to Jon to investigate the sudden noise.

"Jon?"

Three quick sneezes followed and then he straightened up, eyes teary with the effort, "I'm fine."

"Yeah, you're fine-" Leo leaned in, planting his hand to Jon's forehead. Heat met his hand, but nothing concerning, "I think you're feverish."

"Great," Jonah scoffed, forehead resting on his touch, "just great."

"Don't be pouty," Leo teased, smiling, "have you eaten anything?"

"Not since lunch," he yawned again, rubbing his eyes, "I'm not hungry..."

"Well, doctor Banks, I'll have you know you need to eat in order to take meds," Leo rolled his eyes, "So, soup or something else?"

Jonah let out a small scoff, pulling JD closer and curling up on his side, "whatever is easier," he kissed the top of JD's head, smiling as she snuggled closer with a small meow.

Leo could've melted on the spot, he wasn't even sure if he hadn't. His face burned and he cleared his throat, forcefully looking away, "okay... I'll check the fridge, be right back."

Soup was as bothersome as making anything else, so he figured it'd be soup. Leo was leaning against the counter, scrolling down his phone while he waited for the vegetables to boil over, when suddenly there was a weight on his back, Jonah draping himself over him.

"You left me all alone," Jon scoffed, voice muffled by his shoulder and Leo opened a smug smile, wrapping his hands around Jon's wrists and pulling him even closer.

"I don't think I've ever seen you with a cold," he said, turning his face to plant a kiss on his boyfriend's temple, pressed to his shoulder, "you're clingy."

"I'm not," Jonah mumbled, his voice scratchy, "you're just warm."

"Of course," Leo mocked, stirring the soup, "I didn't know what was your favorite soup, so it's just a mix match of all veggies we had."

"Uhm," Jonah shrugged, refusing to pull back, "I don't care, I'm not hungry."

"But you're not feeling queasy, are you?" Leo frowned, then let out a small relieved sigh when Jonah shook his head no.

"Just fucking exhausted... And my head hurts."

"Better this way," he turned around, so he could properly hug the other man and Jonah let out a little happy hum. Jon was taller than him, but by only a couple inches, and with Leo standing straight while he was hunched over, he could hide his face in the blonde's neck.

"No class for you tomorrow," Leo decided, feeling the steady heat pressed to his neck. It was a testament of how shitty Jon felt that he didn't put up a fight at all.

"Did you talk with your boss?" Jon mumbled, sounding sleepy.

"What about?"

"The promotion?"

"Nope," Leo's cheeks burned, "look, I'm not gonna bring it up. They normally give promotions out at the turn of the year, I won't press on it. It's just October."

"And if they don't?" Jonah shivered and Leo started rubbing his back.

"I appreciate the faith-"

"Shut up," Jon groaned, leaning more of his weight in and causing Leo's back to hit the handle of the pan. He moved them away from the stove, hiding a smile in Jon's mop of tight curls, "I meant, if they don't give you the promotion, you're leaving the firm for one that actually appreciates you, right? You're a lawyer, not a paralegal."

"And you, are sick," Leo grinned, pulling back so he could look him in the eyes, "stop worrying about this, Jon."

"I'm not worried," Jonah scrunched up his nose, looking offended, "I'm just saying, you deserve to be treated-"

"You're sweet, but I'm not having this conversation before January," Leo shut him up with a small kiss and Jonah let out an unhappy sigh.

"I think you should keep it in mind," Jon pulled on the collar of Leo's shirt, "I'm gonna get you sick."

"Yeah, we're way past that," Leo bumped his nose with his, then turned back around, "soup's almost ready, you want to eat in the dining table or bed?"

"I have the sniffles, I'm not in a retirement home," Jonah scoffed, before immediately being hit by a coughing fit, "di-dining room."

Leo couldn't help but chuckle, filling up both bowls for them and bringing it to the dining room. Very rarely they bothered with a table cloth, but Jonah always made him use a rest under the plate. Whatever for, Leo wasn't sure, considering there was a thick glass on top of the table top, to protect the rich wood.

He had noticed it before, Jonah had manners ingrained deeply into him, but they came out in the worst way possible, making him seem more rude, instead of polite.

Leo wasn't aware he was starving, until he started to eat. He had forgotten to salt the soup, but that didn't stop him from eating half the bowl before he had the spirit to get up and grab the seasoning. He took his plate back with him to the kitchen and filled it up, sprinkling some salt and pepper and top and grabbing shredded cheese in the fridge on his way back to the table.

Jonah was stirring his soup lazily, he had barely drained three or four spoonful's and had a grimace on his face.

"I forgot to add salt," Leo said, planting it before his boyfriend and the other man shrugged, glancing up.

"I don't feel like eating..." His head was resting on his hand and Leo let out a heavy sigh.

"C'mon, Jon, at least half the bowl... You can't take the meds otherwise."

"That's bull," Jonah groaned, rubbing his sore eyes and sniffling, forcefully clearing his throat. When he spoke again, his voice was a raspy whisper, "I wanna go back to bed."

"Eat just a little more, baby," Leo bargained, putting his soup aside and scooting his chair closer, "c'mon, you know you'll get nauseous if you don't have anything in your tummy later."

"Tummy," Jon's lips curled up in an amused smile and he nodded, obediently forcing down four more spoonful's, before dropping the cutlery back on the bowl with a metallic clank, "I'm done."

"Dammit, Jon..." the blonde said quietly, but then Jonah pulled his chair closer and rested his cheek on Leo's shoulder, muffling a cough on his fist, "I'll be fast..."

"No, it's fine," Jonah mumbled, nuzzling his neck, "take your time finishing, I'm fine."

It was so very out of character for Jon to be this gracious, it caused Leo to snort. He started to eat back up, only for Jonah to let out a little hum five minutes later.

"Yours smells better than mine," he said quietly, so Leo changed the path of this spoonful he was bringing to his own mouth, directing it to his boyfriend's.

Jonah dutifully opened his mouth, letting out a content sigh and Leo bit down an amused smile. He was never letting him live it down.

All in all, even though it took him nearly thirty minutes, Leo managed to feed Jonah another half bowl, probably contracting his cold while doing it.

He pressed a kiss to the other man's feverish forehead, "okay, bed now, you're sleeping on me."

"I'm... not," Jon yawned, blinking heavily, "I'm so warm."

"I wonder why," Leo teased, grabbing his arm and hoisting Jonah up, "c''mon, just stay awake a little longer."

"Cuddle?"

"I need to clean up the kitchen..."

"Leave it," Jonah stumbled inside their bedroom, falling face first in the bed and nearly taking Leo with him, a fistful of his shirt squeeze in his hand, "cuddle."

"You're the cutest thing when you have a cold," Leo grinned, climbing in and wrapping himself around the other man, "I might just start giving you colds on purpose."

"You're a terrible person," Jonah sighed, guiding Leo's hand up to his head and closing his eyes, a smile painting his lips as his hair started to be petted, "but I love you."

#sickfic #colds #fever #jonah banks #cuteness #🐆 anon #mywriting

[grippingbeskar]

Congrats on 2k!!!

Was hoping you could do obi-wan with a mix of 🥂5 and 🥂7?

—omg thank you so much for this one!! it inspired me a lot BCCCCCC

this could be read as a little 1.5 part of a welcomed distraction & an unsurprising development. you can read it between part one and two for a little extra SPICE to ur reading experience. also i didn’t edit this super close so forgive any spelling mistakes 😭

dedicating this to @kyberblade !! ty for always being lovely and sending me the best spicy fics. and for telling me to write this bc my obi-wan fics would crash and burn w/o u 😭❤️

— prompts:

🥂5. shh. there are other people in the room.

🥂7. we have to make this quick.

“Yes, that’s exactly the problem! There’d be way too much movement at once, and the kids need stability. You can’t just change up their schedule like th— Obi-Wan, can you come here for a second?” You call out, and he takes any chance to get away from the mind-numbing conversation he was currently trying to phase out, nodding at the councillors and taking the few steps backward to come next to you.

“Have you spoken to Master Kloon about the extension of the arena in the East wing?” You go to put your hand on his arm, but the builder you were talking with is staring too intently, and you lose your nerve. “Without it, the kids would have to go back to the old building on Coruscant halfway through their second semester. It’s too much moving.”

“I’ve already sent the message, but he’s off world until next week.” He says in his most calming voice, but you are too strung out for him to have any effect. Here, he is powerless to help you. With all these people around, at least.

“Okay. Okay— that’s fine, we’ll just have to delay the building in the East all together—“

“But then where will we start?” The man in front of you asks, and you take a deep breath in before answering.

“The… you can start the—“

“We have five hundred guys out there. We need to start something today.” Obi-Wan goes to say something, but you speak before he gets the chance.

“Yes. I know that, which is why you can all start the removal of the old common room. There’s tonnes of old furniture to be lifted out, and we need to break the walls down before we can start the conversion. That should last you until next week?” The builder doesn’t have anything to say— it’s a bad job, one that he had clearly hoped to avoid by coming a week early, but he just stands back, bows, and once his back is turned, you finally let out a frustrated sigh.

“You handled it well.” He wants to reach out, do something; anything instead of just standing here like he’s just another person in the crowd to you. But he’s not. He knows if he can just have you alone for more than three seconds—

“Your Highness? We need to discuss the blueprint plans for the East Wing.” Your eyes find his, and it takes everything in him not to throw you over his shoulder and run you out of here.

Ever since the council had chosen your planet to be the next home for a new Jedi academy, he hadn’t gotten a second of your time. Even when you managed to sneak away in the middle of the night, the two of you were both so exhausted that you could hardly manage more than a few stolen kisses goodnight before you fell asleep. Not that he didn’t savour every second your skin was next to his, something he was constantly in search of during the day and never able to obtain— but he needed you. And he knows you need him too.

He turns, catching you on the arm. Your eyes are wide when you turn back to him, not shock or concern, but just curiosity. Almost like you were challenging him— questioning how the hell he was going to get you out of this one. He hadn’t really had any ideas, just the thought of letting you go, not seeing you or touching you for days was making him irrational. So, he does the most unprofessional thing he thinks he’s done in a long while.

“I was speaking first, Your Highness.” You turn your back to the group of people, all murmuring to each other, so they can’t see how your eyebrows raise and the giant grin on your face.

“Oh?” Despite your smile, your tone remains completely regal and composed. “You think you are a more worthy use of my time then the other forty men waiting for me?”

He knows it’s on purpose. It’s true— there is a giant group of men waiting for your attention, but it’s the way you say it. That secret smile on your face, and the way you nearly purr the words at him.

“I know I am.” You scoff, and that is entirely real— no royal tone about it.

“Perhaps I need to speak to you in private, Master Kenobi, so you can learn how to better speak to your allies.” Instead of replying, he takes a step to the side, allowing you to lead him out of the room.

The rest of the people behind you look slightly scared for him, but as soon as he turns the corner, your hand shoots out from a doorway, yanking him inside. When he gets his bearings, he realises you’ve pulled him into the supply closet— random items shoved on shelves surrounding you. He very quickly loses interest, because then you pull him again, your face shrouded in the dim light, but he knows exactly where you are once you lean forward to kiss him.

His whole body relaxes as your hands thread through his hair, and the sound of your soft moans as he presses into you is music to his ears. He holds you by your hips and lifts you up, sitting you on the desk behind. It would of made him blush— how quickly you open your legs for him and pull him against you, but he’s too needy, too much time as been wasted for even the slightest hint of modesty.

“Let me—“ Obi-Wan starts, but you shake your head and kiss him again. In truth, he wanted to jam this door closed and keep you here for the rest of the week. It was the first real time he’d gotten with you in what was— he couldn’t think right now, but he wanted to make up for lost time. He could feel you against him, warm and needy and wanting and all he could think of was dropping to his knees in front of you.

“No time. Please… I need you to fuck me. Now.” Your hands fist tighter in his hair, kissing down his neck and as much as he wants to take his time, relieve all your stress from the inside out, he knows you’re pressed for time, and he could never say no to you. “We have to make this quick.”

With your legs spread open for him, he can’t help but slip his hand between your bodies, swallowing your soft moans when he slowly circles your clit over the fabric of your underwear.

“Always so needy for me.” You whimper as your forehead falls to the crook of his neck. “So perfect. I missed you— I…”

“Fuck, I know. I’m s-sorry I just… fuck, please. Tonight. You have to come and find me tonight.” He was already nodding, his mind filling with all the possibilities. “Please, Obi-Wan.”

“Shh. There are people in the other room. You don’t want them to find you like this, do you?” He pulls your underwear to the side and lines himself up with you, running the tip of himself over your clit making you bite down on your bottom lip. “Imagine their faces— Your Royal Highness, spread out for her council member so desperately.”

“Obi-Wan…” You sigh and he doesn’t waste another moment, slowly sliding himself into your heat, delighting in the relieved sound you sing into his ear. “Oh fuck…”

“You okay, my love?” You hum into his neck, nodding as your hips roll to meet the movement of his.

Every thrust has him seeing stars behind closed eyes, and the way he can tell you are trying to keep yourself quiet only drives him to fuck you a little harder. It’s a mean thought, the more deranged part of him that only you seem to awaken makes him want the others outside to hear you.

He wants them to know how good you are, how you are so strong and smart and break so easily for him. He can’t take his eyes off the way he can see the frustration of your conversations melt away, and you let yourself completely fall apart with him.

“Close— fuck, don’t stop.” You whimper and tighten around him. Items fall off the shelves around you but neither of you care enough to stop, and even Obi-Wan can’t contain the sounds he makes as he feel you cum around him. The feeling breaks him, too, and both of you move out of sync to ride out your rushed orgasms together, the room full of hot air and pleasure.

“Fuck, baby.” Obi-Wan kisses your collarbone, then your neck, and finally finds the energy to kiss your lips, tasting sweetness like he’s never had. It was always like that, kissing you. You were unlike anything he could remember— not even the Outer Rim had anything that tasted as good as you.

“I missed you so much.” You begin to catch your breath, and he helps you off the shelf, taking his time in letting the fabric of your dress drop. “I’m sorry I’ve been so busy, I just needed you so bad and that guy was driving me up the wall and… fuck. I missed you.”

“I’m happy to have been useful, Your Highness. I am ready to serve in any way. At any time.” Your smile nearly lights up the room, and he puts his hands on your hips, slowly drawing you towards the door. He kisses you on the top of your nose, and even after everything you just did, the gesture makes you blush.

“Can’t we just stay in here?” You press your forehead to his, and both of you sigh, knowing you wish you could.

“I wish we could.” He flicks the lock on the door, and you groan, kissing him for a final time before leaning to whisper in your ear.

“You better come find me tonight. I have a whole list of ways you can be useful.” His eyes widen when the light of outside floods the storage room, and it takes him several moments to collect his thoughts before he can find his legs and walk out to follow you.

He watches you from across the room as you return to your conversations, breezing through them with a new found sense of calm that he claims reason for, and begins to count the long hours before he can have you in his arms again.

#grippingbeskarsnightout #obi wan x reader #obi wan kenobi smut #obi wan smut #obi wan kenobi fic #obi wan fanfiction #obi wan fic #obi wan kenobi #obi wan kenobi x y/n #obi wan kenobie x you #obi wan kenobi x reader #obi wan x you #obi wan x y/n

[wlwloverwrites]

Im bored at work but I feel like this is how kate would be when it’s 3 and she wakes up r to say a random ask thing or ask a silly question 😭

“ would you love me if I was still a worm ?”

Just all up in r’s face

roommate kate means having to deal with her every single day. she would come back from an evening class and is forced to leave because you threatened her her just an hour prior… “kate you are literally bouncing off the walls with that much fuckin energy. take a walk” kate’s jaw drops, not because of your sudden lash out —she is used to those — but because that doesn’t sound like a bad idea. she has all this energy that she knows you don’t appreciate when she takes it out on you. so she smiles before giving you a big kiss and grabs her headphones. “you’re so smart baby. i’ll be back.”

she practically skips out the door before you can stop her, you weren’t serious (yes you were) you sigh finishing up your last assignment for the night and climb up to your bed. before you know it you fell asleep. you ignore the door opening and try to go back to sleep, shutting your eyes but they open wide when you hear sniffling. ripping the covers off of your body you squint at the bodily figure that is glistening with sweat and tears.

“kate, babe, what’s wrong?”

she says nothing as she walks to you bed. her sweaty head rests on the edge of your bed but you don’t care. you just want to know what happened. you reach out for her hand, trying to comfort her in anyway possible.

“tell me.”

her mouth opens, showcasing that she might tell you. she sniffles one more time and wipes her eyes. you don’t know if she wipes sweat or tears. your praying tears because small drops fell onto your freshly washed covers.

“would you still love me if i was a worm?”

“kate bishop! you fuckin idiot. I was trying to sleep and you scare with me with you crying- Ugh! I cant believe you. jump in the shower. you reek.”

you can’t help but giggle at kate’s truly shocked and offended gasp as the door shuts behind her. she walks into a shared bathroom with a towel. you sigh at the peace and quiet but it doesn’t last long. kate’s head sticks out from the closed door as she whispers at you to get your attention.

“wait. baby, you didn’t answer the question. would you?”

“no.”

#kate bishop #lovers asks #imdoingsortagay

[softpine]

did we enjoy hanging out at the virtual bar last night ..... sorry i didn't finish answering the asks i fell asleep on the floor listening to lover you should've come over on a loop for 3 hours anyway here's the rest 😌 i may not be drunk anymore but i answered them quick fire mode for that authentic experience fjkjsds

i feel like as she's gotten older, caroline became the retrospective/morose kinda drunk and that's beth's natural state so it would be like a healing therapy session for sure. mikaela gets sloppy lmaooo so she would be blabbing about things no one asked, probably dropping some crazy anecdote that no one can tell if it's true or not. danny just gets stupid horny fjksjds sorry, gotta kick him out after 2 drinks or you'll see a lot more than you ever wanted to

he earned it!!!

honestly i never do anything for my sims birthdays because there's just so many of them 😭 but tom bought him a brownie from the dining hall and stuck a candle in it, then they gathered some friends and went out for drinks later but casper paid the whole tab with danny's money lol and his friends back home got on a group phone call to wish him happy birthday 💖

it suuuuuucks :( i know it's necessary and someday it will feel good and hopefully my relationships will be stronger because of it, but in the meantime i just feel like a toddler who doesn't have the words to describe how i feel so i just cry a lot fjkjsds it's definitely easier to give austin the benefit of the doubt because i can relate, but that makes me want to see him improve more than anything. i don't want to live my life in such a closed-off way anymore and austin probably doesn't either... he just isn't at that stage yet where he realizes it's a problem, so it's frustrating to witness him act like this 😭

BETHHH all of the above!! (well except HOA, because fuck HOAs) we've seen her volunteer as a chaperone for school dances, she's definitely asa's most involved parent in his school & general safety. caroline liked interacting with other parents when asa was little, because she was a young parent she wanted to soak up as much parental experience as possible. on the other hand, mikaela felt embarrassed about how she was the youngest parent in the room when she was putting casper through school/sports so she tended to keep to herself, but she did eventually embrace her status as a soccer mom and then football mom lmao. i can see her and beth in a bookclub :')

yeah he's at the tail end of his tour right now, he only has a few shows left. in the last post with caroline & asa in the hospital, mikaela was actually on the phone with danny but it didn't really make sense to include in that scene, so i moved it to the next time we'll see asa's parents. so i can't say too much about him yet!! but yeah he did take a SUPER long break, so his team is not going to be happy if he asks for another. he tries to keep his family out of the spotlight and only shares nonspecific information about them, but of course he taps into his emotions when writing music so i'm sure a lot of his family struggles come through, just maybe not in the way a casual listener would hear and think "oh his son has had mysterious health problems his whole life" or anything like that!

it's honestly been really fun to write!! he's such a stoic figure and his inner monologue is too, but there's a lot he doesn't say even to himself that's just simmering under the surface...

@forgotten-pixels omg it's funny you bring this up!! when i first introduced mac in the story, i wasn't thinking at all about genetics, i just picked a coat pattern i thought was cute and randomly decided he would be a boy, but then right after that i switched my major to biology and took a genetics class where i had to do a whole research project about chromosomal abnormalities and used male tortoiseshell cats as one of the focuses because they have an extra X chromosome which can also occur in humans (though obviously we don't get cute patterns because of it..... sad!) but male tortoiseshell cats tend to have a ton of health problems & lowered life expectancy because of this abnormality, so if we were being entirely realistic mac probably wouldn't have survived into adulthood. but since this is the sims i decided pets can never die fjksjds i did think about doing a silly retcon where once mac is no longer a kitten he runs away for a few days and returns pregnant because oops he's actually a female cat but 1. again, this is sims so who cares about realism and 2. there is no way in hell beth would be irresponsible enough to not get her adopted stray cat fixed as soon as possible. so i just scrapped the whole idea lmao but yes!! mac is just an exceedingly rare kitty :P

aww i'm sorry i think you sent this a couple days ago, but thank you for thinking of me 🥺 i hope you had a good day!!

noo you didn't make me feel rushed at all!! i totally get wanting to know, i wish i could be more consistent but i've given up on expecting that from myself jfkjsdj but yeah don't fear, he's not really dead dead hehe

oh i love this for them, thank you so much 💖 i don't know anything but just from what you've said, i think leo & aries makes so much sense for finn and asa because like they literally were never supposed to be together or even meet in their lifetimes but by god they will NOT let that stop them 😌

@morrigan-sims AHHH yeah i honestly have nothing to add to this fjkjsds you said it all !! i could comment more but that would be spoilers territory so i'll just leave it with saying i love hearing everyone's predictions, it makes me happy that you know these characters well enough to see into the future a bit 🥺

he wouldn't do anything to hurt (physically or emotionally) asa's family, nor would he knowingly let asa hurt them himself. so...... honey you've got a big storm coming i guess 😭😭

she loves animals, particularly reptiles & amphibians, she'd be so great working in conservation or education about animals especially for kids 🥺

she has a vague idea of how certain people would react... she thinks stevie would probably believe her (at least partially) because she's always been pretty open to unexplainable phenomenon, but she falsely believes that stevie wouldn't be able to keep a secret (she doesn't know that stevie has been keeping asa & finn's secret for a decade now...). she would never want to tell elaine, because she knows elaine doesn't believe in anything supernatural and would probably assume she's experiencing actual delusions. that just leaves asa, who she might have considered telling, except that she knows how badly he's struggled with his own mental health so she would never want to potentially make it worse by confusing his reality in a sense...

oh yeah i definitely cannot comment on this one jfkjsds

asa truly does not think about consequences or the future. you wouldn't assume this is the case because of how quiet and thoughtful he seems, but he chooses to live in the moment and deal with problems as they arise, not a minute sooner. for him, there's just no way he'll ever be without finn, no matter what he has to do to make that happen or what he has to give up..

#thanks for indulging me <3 i won't get sappy but i really appreciated talking to you guys last night #asks #anonymous #nonsims #brandi answers

[some-lonely-loser]

Rocky Balboa x Female Reader

Summary: Rocky notices that Y/N has been acting unwell and soon after he discovers that they’re gonna be parents soon.

The urge to vomit woke me up, so I ran to the bathroom and threw myself over the toilet, emptying everything I had eaten last night. After about 5 minutes, I felt better and laid back down. I hear the front door unlock after a few seconds of laying and footsteps coming closer to the door. “Yo Y/N, You ok?” With my eyes still closed, I hummed. I felt the place beside me on the bed sink down

“Y/N you sure you ok?” After a few seconds of silence, I felt the bed lift up and footsteps leading toward the door. After about 10 minutes on my phone, I doze off. I wake up to the bedroom door opening. I sit up, and in the frame of the door, I see Rocky with a tray of food and a cup. “What’s that?” I ask. Rocky walks over to the opposite side of the bed and says “Yo I figured you’d need this. You seemed a little sick earlier you know?” He sits down on the bed and hands

the tray to me. “Thanks. How’d training go?” I said, looking at what he made me. “Oh you know, Paulie overworking me. The usual.” he shrugged. Again, I had the urge to throw up so I pushed the tray off of me and rushed to the bathroom and hurled myself over the toilet once again. I heard footsteps rushing toward me and felt Rocky lifting my hair up into a ponytail. After vomiting, Rocky picked me up and laid me back in bed. After about 5 minutes of

laying down and watching tv, Rocky fell asleep and so did I. I woke up from the movement of Rocky getting up. About 30 minutes passed by and I heard the front door unlock and then open. The bedroom door opened and I open my eyes to see Rocky with a bag of something that looked kind of pink. He walked over, handed the bag to me, and said “Just in case you know?” I opened the bag suspiciously and saw... Pregnancy tests. I looked up at him with a deadpan look on my face. He shrugged, picked up the food tray on the bed and left shortly after. I contemplated whether I should take the test, and not long after I stood up and walked to the bathroom

Timeskip

I was pacing in the bathroom and after thinking about whether I wanted a kid right now. I got worried of the possibilites. I hear a low beep coming from my phone letting me know that the 3 minute timer is up. I debate to myself on whether I should get Rocky to see the test with me. I decide not to and I walk over to the test where I saw two blue lines. I scratch my head and scramble around

looking for the box the test was in just to be sure of what I was thinking was right. I looked on the back and saw that two lines are positive. That confirmed my thoughts so I speedrun over to my computer and search up “Are false positives rare?” After getting my answer I rush downstairs and find Rocky in the kitchen sitting down, rubbing his hands together as if he was nervous. He looks up at me and says “So.. uh. what happened?” He asked nervously. I responded with “It was positive” He jumps up and says “Oh wow! That’s great we’re gonna be parents!?” I feel a smile creep up on my face and I start nodding my head. “Oh I bet hes gonna look just like his dad!” he said with a smile “What makes you think its gonna be a boy? Don’t you think it’s a little too early to assume the gender? I ask raising an eyebrow. “Not at all” He said

The End

Word Count: 691

Author note: This is my first one so I know its a little sucky 😔😭