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k-hotchoisan · 6 months

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hii it’s me again with another request (sorry)

Could you write smtg based off the song agora hills by doja cat? whatever member u prefer is fine 💕💕

anywayssss i love you smmm and u are an amazing person!! 💕💕🤭🧎‍♀️

omg that is such a cute song (if you squint hard enough past the public sex HAHAHAH)

Please never apologise for coming back for a request, you know I’ll always welcome you with open arms 🥰

Always thank you for being so sweet vic (if it’s okay to call you that~) and for giving me inspiration + pushing me write out of my boundaries. I genuinely appreciate it.

AND I LOVE YOU TOO 🗣️🩷😭

Where you and Seonghwa have a fight before his Grand Prix finals, but he still wins, and loses his fucking mind when he sees you still cheering for him despite that.

Genre/Warnings: racer au, smut, semi public sex, you fuck Seonghwa in his racer gear, IF YOU SQUINT HARD ENOUGH THERES LIKE ANGST (it isn’t heavy don’t worry), creampies, mild dacryphilla, unprotected sex, sweaty sex

You storm past your partner into the hotel room, trying to let the anger dissipate. Seonghwa is trying to get to you, explaining what you saw. You know that it couldn’t be helped, but feel the thorns prickling your heart when you couldn’t even approach him when you caught one of his overly zealous and nepotistic fans with her hands over him during the after party. Nothing much could done because;

a. He couldn’t do anything about it because the relationship between the both of you had to be kept a secret, his management did not like the thought of entertaining Seonghwa in a relationship when his career is at his peak;

b. The Grand Prix finale was tomorrow. A lot of stakes were in place, and Seonghwa knew better than to fuck it up, especially when he’s worked so hard to get where he is now. He’s so close.

He’s also so fucking close to just wanting to let the world know how possessive he is over you.

“You know it’s not like that right?” and he goes on and on. You know that it’s part of his job—to network, get more sponsors, even if it meant letting other women get a little too close to him. You understand, you do, but oh god, it gets so fucking exhausting. You just wanted time for yourself to clear your head and process the whole thing, and potentially stabbing that nepo baby at least sixty times in your head.

Your arms are crossed. Arguing with him is the last thing you want to do right now, especially when the both of you barely escaped getting caught sneaking into his hotel room. All that for a fight to erupt between the both of you after a long and tense day on the track. You glare at him with a pout.

“I’m going home.”

Seonghwa whips his head so fucking fast, his eyes piercing right into you. He looks absolutely dumbfounded.

“Are you serious?”

You nod. “I’m sorry that I overreacted, but now, I’m not risking us getting caught when tomorrow’s the finals.”

Seonghwa wants to fucking pounce and cage you in. Before he even attempts to deflect your words, you cut him off-

“-and especially when you’re not the one dating someone who needs to keep a relationship a secret.” You sigh. “Please get some rest, Hwa.”

You pull the hotel door open, and leave promptly. Seonghwa stands there, his brows furrowed as frustration bleeds into him. He wants to so badly chase after you, but he knows you wouldn’t let him, not when there could be a chance to risk getting caught by anyone from his team.

As the cab pulls away further from the hotel, your phone is spammed by Seonghwa, and he’s explaining himself. You purse your lips, reading over his texts, but you only decide to reply a curt reiteration of what you told him earlier at his hotel room, and a “love you”, before unlocking your door to finally wash up.

A ping of guilt courses through you—you know you shouldn’t misunderstand or be jealous, but if anything, it was but how it made you feel, and it wasn’t pretty. You didn’t mean to show a perturbed expression when his eyes glanced at you after he barely managed to shake his little fan girl off him, but it was just automatic. And if anything, Seonghwa is just as possessive as you are, if not worse, especially when he sent death glares to your direction when another male had approached you, and periodically touched you up on your arms, which kind of caused the argument to even start in the first place.

Your eyes flutter close, exhausted, as sleep drags you in deeper, the last thing in your mind being Seonghwa.

The morning sun leaks through the windows of Seonghwa’s room. He’s already up, albeit half awake, getting ready for another whole day of racing. His mind was set on going all out for the finals, but something still remains at the back of his mind, and he doesn’t want to push it away. He thinks to himself, he wants to do it for you.

You only send Seonghwa a short text of encouragement, and he doesn’t reply. Then again, he is wrapped up with interviews over interviews, training and the finale would only start when dusk sets. You don a body con dress, paired with one of Seonghwa’s racer jackets you stole, might as well surprise him a little bit.

On the cab to the event, Seonghwa’s gorgeous face is plastered all over the Grand Prix news, as one of the rising stars. He looks absolutely stunning, no doubt, and it gets your heart racing too because you cannot believe he’s yours.

You take a seat amongst the noisy crowd around you. The atmosphere was getting really riled up, especially when the racers all appear on the big screen as they walk back stage to their cars. Your eyes are glued to the screen as Seonghwa appears in his racing gear, and he winks at the camera, a slew of fangirl screams burst around you, and you cover your mouth to suppress a giggle. All the hard feelings the night before faded off, and you heart felt full yet anxious for Seonghwa.

It takes awhile for the warm up and safety check to be cleared, but before you knew it, the checkered flags are raised and lights turned green, cheers roar across the tracks as the loud screeches of the cars overpower them.

Throughout the laps, Seonghwa falls in between 3rd and 4th place, you bite your lip, praying that he’s able to catch up. As the laps close in to its final rounds, Seonghwa slowly climbs up the position to first, and he maintains, amazingly. The night continues to burn with anticipation as the final lap commences, with Seonghwa neck to neck with another racer, switching between first and second.

The final corner becomes the make or break—as Seonghwa drifts, effectively overtaking just slightly before fully taking the spot for first.

And he speeds into the finishing line, winning championship.

You jump from your seat, your fingers clasped from the tension as the announcer is proclaiming Seonghwa’s win, and the screen flashes his winning race in slow motion. Your heart is pounding in your ears as the screams are blocked out. You are so proud that nothing leaves your lips as you fight the tears from falling as you clap. The screen flickers to the car cam, and you see Seonghwa pumping his fist in victory as he rides through another victory lap.

The barricade has fans screaming Seonghwa’s name as he leaves the car and pulls his helmet off. He looks so fucking amazing even when he’s sweaty, and you can’t help but feel your heart skip a beat. You decide not to squeeze with the fans near the barricade, opting to stand further away.

Well, now where does this relationship go? He’ll probably be even further from you now.

A huge group of reporters swarm him, and he looks overwhelmed, that is until his eyes scan the crowd and lands on you, just when you’re ready to turn to leave.

Seonghwa’s heart skips a beat, his eyes are only tunnelling you as he pushes past the crowd, jumping past the barricade to where you are. You have a small smile on your face because you know he deserves all of this.

A tight grip on your hand halts you in your tracks, shocking you, as you turn around with wide and confused eyes. He pulls his goggles off. Before you could even process it, Seonghwa has his jacket that you’re wearing in his fist as his hands travel up cup your jaw—and he pulls you in for a deep kiss.

Your eyes shut as the kiss scatters fireworks beneath your eyelids, with Seonghwa’s lips right pressing against yours. Your mind is fuzzy, as your ears blocks out the loud screams of his fans. He pulls back after what feels like an eternity, before bowing politely at the group of fans and reporters in front of him as he leads you away.

From the circuit track to his hotel room, he never once let go of your hand, probably only gripping it tighter the closer he got to his room. He doesn’t say a damn thing either, probably because he still has the adrenaline pumping in his veins. Nonetheless, you still can’t tell what he’s thinking, and you’re wondering if he’s still upset.

At least not until the moment the door closes behind you.

Because he turns his heels right at you as devours your lips, not letting go at all, even as peels off his jacket, then yours.

He finally pulls back, giving you a breather. His eyes look absolutely wild as he tugs his jacket off you, exposing the way your dress hugs your curves, and his breathing becomes heavier.

“Fuckin hell. You don’t know how much it drives me insane when you’re wearing my jacket over something fuckin slutty like this. Fuck,” he groans, kicking his shoes off. You stare at him breathlessly as you remove your shoes as well, but your gaze never leaving how Seonghwa looks so fucking good with a compression shirt on—the way it hugs his biceps, the way it pulls taut against his chest and abdomen, the gorgeous bounce of his fucking tits every time he shifts his arms. He doesn’t remove his top before pulling you right back into his arms, his hands snaking up to grab your braless tits, which makes him groan again.

“Fuck, you’re not even wearing a bra. Are you fucking kidding me?” His erection presses hard against your thigh, and you’re working through your brain to find and answer amidst being trapped by pleasure. “And where did you think you were running to, looking like that?”

“N-nowhere! I thought you’d be caught up with the report-“ he cuts you off with another hungry kiss. God, he’s so desperate that you can’t help feel the heat pool between your legs. It doesn’t help that he had pulled your dress down past your chest, and his hands are all over your tits, sending sparks down your your spine, right to your pussy. Seonghwa pulls away once more, licking the string of spit that connected the both of you.

Seonghwa hums. “Mmm. Shouldn’t have asked. I’d still fuck you dumb anyway.” Your grip on his arm tightens. His fingers snake under your dress, tugging on your panties as he pulls the pair down, and pockets the pair of panties. The wet patch of slick doesn’t go unnoticed by him. His gaze locks onto yours as he makes sure you watch him cover his fingers with spit before his fingers head south. His fingers meet your slick that covered your cunt and scoffs.

“You’re already so fucking wet already”. He doesn’t give you a chance to answer as his fingers begin rubbing your clit. You lean forward and sigh as you use his shoulder to lean your head on. He lets you for a moment, adoring the way you’re beginning to squirm underneath him. Then he’s grabbing your waist and then dumping you right on the couch, pushing your legs open for him. Your cunt glistens with slick right for him, and Seonghwa is more than ready to dive in, giving a lick before fully immersing his tongue right into your sex, flicking his tongue against your clit, his hands squeezing your thighs. Your fingers are tangled in his hair and your head is thrown back as you tug his slicked back hair. If you weren’t seeing stars, you’d be seeing the fucking heavens.

Seonghwa hits a pace where you’re beginning to see white spots beneath your eyelids and the knot tugs hard in your stomach. Your thighs contract immediately, but Seonghwa keeps them apart, because he knows that’s the sweet spot. He knows it makes you tingle and it gets him so fucking excited. His tongue works even quicker on your clit and your orgasm builds so fucking quick and your whines climb up in octave, music to Seonghwa’s ears.

“There, there. Oh fuck. I’m cumming. Oh my fucking god”, leaving your lips like a mantra, alongside more whines of his name as your orgasm tingles through your body in waves. His tongue presses against your clit and he sucks on your clit, causing you to jolt, tears already streaking from the overstimulation. Seonghwa’s moaning in your wet cunt, making sure he devours every part of your orgasm as his ego inflates. A broken cry leaves your lips as you release his locks, your hands slumping against the couch. Seonghwa presses a wet kiss against your cunt with a smile. He wipes his lips with the back of his hand as he towers over you, his erection staining his pants already. Oh god, you love the way your arousal is all over his plump lips nonetheless. He was made for eating you out. He leans in for another ravenous kiss—and he swears he can never get enough of it. Before you realise it, your dress is pulled back up past your tits.

His fingers gently intertwine with yours as he pulls you up, and leads you to-

“The balcony?” You question, your heart hammering in your chest. Seonghwa cracks a smile as he leans in.

“Yeah. I wanna show the world my girl. I’ll fuck you so good that I’ll make sure the world knows.”

“But-“

“It’ll be fine. I’m serious. We’re so high up and we’re clothed, well kind of ”, he comforts. You bite your lip, because fuck, it was definitely exhilarating to be fucked on the balcony. You wanted the world to know that he’s yours too and the thought of it only heats you up even more.

He leads you the beach chair at the side, where he makes you sit and hang your legs on either side of the arm rests, and he’s about to remove his compression top but your hands stop his before you realise it. He looks at you, concern flashes over his face for brief second.

“Fuck me with your racer gear on.”, you blurt out, curling your fingers against the taut fabric. Seonghwa’s expression immediately switches over to one of a smirk. “What have you been fantasising about, darling?” He pokes, looming over you with a cocky smile.

You can’t escape, the only thing that does is a small whimper. Seonghwa doesn’t push for an answer, because he’s busy yanking his pants down past his thighs, and his cock springs out, hitting his lower abdomen. He sighs as he gives his fat cock a couple of pumps while looking at you with your legs spread wide open for him, your pussy just salivating at the thought of him pounding into you into the next week.

He lines himself to your entrance and doesn’t warn you before he enters, and a squeal leaves your lips, then a soft cry as he pushes more inches into you—every inch going thicker and thicker as he goes down to the base, until he’s snug in your cunt.

“That’s my good girl. Warm and wet, just how I like it”, he whispers into your ears, as he strokes your thighs gently. More sobs leave you, your fingers pressing onto Seonghwa’s arms.

Just when you thought you couldn’t fit any more of Seonghwa, the sudden thought of him right now, fucking you in his uniform somehow swallowed more of his cock, earning you the most gorgeous moan from Seonghwa as his eyes roll back and his eyebrows scrunched.

“Baby-fuck!-just what are you thinking about? Squeezing me like this? Oh god”, his knuckles are whitening from his grip on the arm rest. He pulls out before starting a pace to fuck you with, and soon enough it’s only the sounds of skin slapping, both of your moans and the feeling of Seonghwa’s cock just pounding right into the perfect angle of your cunt that exists in this damn universe. You wouldn’t ask for more.

Your brain was becoming pulp, only soft sobs every time Seonghwa’s balls deep into you. You could only focus on how his biceps tensed against the fabric as his tits fucking bounced every time his slams his cock into you—which you definitely see it too—the way his pants hang just at his lower thighs, and his cock is just disappearing into your pussy, drawing out squelching sounds that were borderline obscene. Drops of sweat splatter onto your dress as he leans in to rest his forehead onto yours.

“So good. So fucking good to be inside you like this”, he curses, trying to not the feeling of his orgasm overpower him. As you were gradually losing yourself to the pleasure, he suddenly pulls back completely, and instructs you to face the night scenery with your ass out. He crumpled your dress to your waist, and his cock enters you again, causing you to draw a sharp breath. He doesn’t let you adjust—he just starts fucking you raw like that, leaving your mouth agape and eyes blown out from the pleasure.

He’s able to reach even deeper part of your pussy now, and he makes sure you fucking cry for him. “H-Hwa!”, you try to speak in between sobs. “Oh god, oh god. I can’t. It’s so deep.” Your hands barely have the strength to hold onto the rails as he is railing you from behind.

“That’s my pussy. Milk me dry baby”, Seonghwa grunts, his fucking becoming more erratic, admiring the way your ass bounces off his cock so naturally. “I’m cumming all the way in baby. Be a good girl and take it, yeah?”

And a drawn out moan fills your ears as his cum floods your abused hole, and you cry out as your second orgasm hits you, clenching his cock even more. A loud slap reverberates into the night as his hand lands on your ass, causing you to flinch and squeal.

“That’s it, baby. Oh, you’re such a good girl”, he hums, holding your hips as far as his cock would let him drive into you, letting cum dribble down your inner thighs. He pulls out slowly, admiring the way your cunt convulses, small loads of his cum and yours leak out of you. You release your grip from the railings and fall right into his arms, as he plants a loving kiss on your temple before whispering,

“I promise you’re the only one for me, baby.”

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reverie-verse · 9 days

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Can u do eris x reader with previous az x reader(but he is an ass he just used her for sex to get over mor). So basically eris and yn are mates and they have sex and he discovered she never had aftercare before and yn is so overwhelmed with the love and care she receives that she cried and eris was mad with az and next time he saw him he stabbed him and left.but pls give the aftercare the biggest part in this thanksss

Eris x Reader: My Enemy Didn’t Deserve You.

A/N: I’m trying something new as you can see, I’m creating boards now haha I had so much fun doing this sooooo, I think imma do it more often!😊 I definitely tweaked a few things, this is my second time writing Eris, and I see him as a talker more than full on fist fighter. And again Lestat is how I picture him, I can’t explain it I’m sorry but that’s how I see him😭.

My requests are open! So please do not be afraid to ask meeeee anything! I hope you enjoy it! Also this is kinda long and im sorry 😭

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You weren’t sure how long you’d been laying on this cushion of a lounge chair, your arm hung over the armrest, some of your hair joining it. You were completely bare, Eris rested between your legs, his lips devouring your sex. You were reading earlier, your book thrown somewhere in the midst of all your clothes. Your moans grow louder by each lick and nip. Eris lets go of your bundle of nerves with a pop, he rests his cheek against your thigh, his long slender fingers already pumping at a delicious pace. Your eyes are screwed shut, your mouth hangs open. Your other hand lifts to grasp at his hair, Eris hums, reaching to grab the hand that held him down.

He tsks. “ Ah-Ah, Y/N you know better”

“ Fuck-Eris-“ You could feel the pressure building in your tummy, you clench around his fingers as he opens you. Prepping you.

“ I haven’t buried my cock in you yet-“

You sucked in a breath “Mother!-” You felt another orgasm edged out of you, your body shook, as the release caused you to become soaked and glistening. You could’ve sworn your saw stars.

“No mother here, only me” He says as he maneuvers himself to his knees, he pushes your legs wider, he lines himself with your entrance. He leaned down briefly, capturing your lips with his. His tongue slips into your mouth stroking against yours. Your hand moved from the armrest, moving between your bodies as you take some of your slick placing it onto him, you grip him pumping him at a decent pace. He groans into your mouth, you greedily take it, swallowing his gorgeous sounds. “ Y/N” he growls, as he pulls back to nip at your lips, his own trailing down to your neck.

“Eris” You whine but not before Eris moves to capture your lips again, it was then that you helped him glide through your folds, slowly, and towards your leaking hole. Eris releases your lips again, your eyes moved to look downward watching him slowly enter you.“ Fuck-“ You whispered, Eris rested his forehead against yours watching your movements not caring how impatient you’re being. You were so open, inviting, your hips wiggling to get closer. You needed him.

“ Needy girl taking what she wants” Once he was about half way in, he took control pushing further in till he bottoms out, the two of you moaning in unison. His hips roll, you hum in an encouraging response. When it came to the bond, it was indescribable, the two of you connected in every way, sometimes it was overwhelming and sometimes it still felt as if it wasn’t enough. You placed your fingers on his neck, some of them intertwining with his hair, you brought his lips back to yours. This allowed Eris to take advantage, he rolled his hips, again, his thrust increasing in pace, drawing out your beautiful noises. He took them with no remorse, relishing in the sound.

He was relentless, his tip hitting each of your sensitive spots, your cervice, your g- spot in every part of you, he could possibly reach. Your skin hot, sweaty, his skin, practically on fire, you swore you saw steam leave him. Eris chuckles out loud at your thought. You couldn’t help but smile into the kiss. Eris used a free hand that was not gripping the armrest, to cup one of your breasts. He kneads it with fever, rolling it the sensitive budds occasionally. He pounded into you at a delicious pace, your mouth opened to release a moan, Eris was quick to catch it, his teeth sinking into your bottom lip every now and then. His groans at the feeling of how slick and wet your gummy walls were, the fluttering around his cock, squeezing him. It drove him mad, in fact it only encouraged him to thrust faster, chasing that high he so desperately wanted you to reach.

The squelching had only made you wetter by the second, you craved Eris who was thrusting with all of his might, his hips starting to sputter and become sloppy, Eris removed his lips from yours, his forehead resting against yours. Eris slid his hand from the breast that he cupped, down to your sweet plush of nerves. His fingers worked quickly, bringing you near another orgasm. The two of you watched your own bodies react to one another, molded into each other. Your breaths intermingle, the both of you fight for air but not exactly caring if you had any, the pleasure was intoxicating.

“ Fuck-“ He swears.

“ Eris!-Oh!-fuck! “You gasp out, your breathing gaining speed, your moans increasing, your head Lullying back again, your body begins to convulse. You released faster than you expected, your orgasm shooting out of you, squirting onto him, it was enough to make Eris release himself. The sight of you so gorgeous and beautiful, he needed to keep a mental image, as he thrusted himself back into, chasing after his own high. As he rocked himself to complete, he eased the soreness, you continued humming, running your hand down his chest. His own climax following suit, your touch was all he needed to push him over the edge. A loud moan leaves his lips, you smile sweetly at the sound.

Eris breathes, his chest and heart working to slow down its pace, he leans back on his knees, unsheathing himself from you, you let out a whimper. Eris looks down at the apex of your thighs, you have completely soaked the material of the lounge chair, your release mixed with his seed. He takes two of his slender fingers gathering the combined orgasms, shoving his fingers into your mouth. You sucked diligently on his slender digits, your hands holding his wrists, you hummed at the feeling and the taste. The two of you connected in almost every way possible.. In the midst of it, he conjures a wet towel, as he wipes your sex clean from the sticky mess. His finger slipped from your mouth, you shuddered at the feeling of the cold material. You hiss, weren’t used to this sensation, and it wasn’t something you experienced before.

“ Eris?” You questioned as you propped yourself up, your eyes watching his movements, his touch delicate, gentle, he took his time. You were confused, your heart already on overdrive, Eris didn’t help the situation by caressing you through the bond. A feeling of love and loyalty. He swore in his mind that you will always be his, no one else. Your eyebrows furrowed as he continued his ministrations and his loving confessions.

“ Hmm?” He replies, he tosses the towel to the side after he finishes, he gives your thighs a reassuring comforting squeeze.

“ Why did you do that?” You asked, his amber eyes meet your own, he watches you closely. He didn’t need the bond to know that you had never had this before, he could see it in the way your body tensed. You were so lax and comfortable until he cleaned you. He wasn’t sure if you liked that he had done so. Over the centuries he had learned from his past lovers that they enjoyed after care, the feeling, the connection, the moment, the time when nothing else existed outside of the room they occupied. Had you not had past lovers who took care of you in this way?

“I supposed I did it because I love you, and this is my way of showing you that I do, that I care for you-“Eris shot another wave of love through the bond, you were struck hard, your chest swelled, your heart pounded at the feeling. Overcome with love and appreciation, with the notion of willingness to be with you. You couldn’t detect a single negative thought or emotion. Didn’t feel disregarded and you didn’t feel like a used object either. Not in the way you had experienced in the past. “-Did you not like that I had? Would you prefer it if I didn’t?” He asks you with the most sincere voice.

“ I-“ Your heart couldn’t take it, tears welled in your eyes, you weren’t sure how to respond. How do you tell the love of your life, the light of your soul, the torment you went through. How do you tell him, that you did enjoy it, that you were taken by surprise is all..but that surprise unlocked a door that you had closed long ago. Old wounds reopened only for him to heal them. Eris pulled you into his arms, it was there, when you felt his comfort, his warmth, his strength and his peace. You felt safe, you felt protected. Your tears left you no sooner, a gentle stream down your cheeks, they rolled off your skin splattered against Eris’s shoulder. He held you tighter as you cried.

His own heart shattering, what had you gone through enough to make you feel this way? Who did this to you? Why did they do this to you? Eris felt that you had been deprived of a sweetest most intimate form of affection, of love and devotion. No one had the right to take that from you. It made Eris’s blood boil at the thought of it all, to be used simply as a means of release repulsed him. Sure everyone once in a blue moon, a male or a female may seek comfort from others, but by the looks of this, it was someone you knew who did this to you often. You must’ve sought out for comfort and were rejected each time.

Eris didn’t mean to growl out loud, but he did, you pulled yourself from the crook of his neck and shoulder to look at him. You placed a hand on his cheek, you could see the frustration, the anger on his face, you could feel him through the bond, it made your skin feel hot, inside and out. “ I-I love you too, I’m sorry that I’m crying, I just- no one has ever done this before..I-I Iike it..” you admitted it quietly.

“ You don’t deserve to be treated with such little care. You deserve more than that, you deserve to have all of the sweetest moments intimacy has to offer. Never apologize for that, no male should’ve taken advantage of you the way that they did-” He lefts a hand, his thumbs swipes at the salty tears that roll down your cheeks, he wipes the pain away, he places a soft but firm kiss on your forehead. You shut your eyes letting his reassurance wash of you, calming you down, easing your pains and worries. The way your body melted, sinking into him. Eris’s jaw tenses. “ Who did this to you?” He whispered against your skin.

“I’m not sure I should tell you..”, you move to pull yourself completely from his arms, you pull underwear on, you grab his tunic and throw it on. Eris was quick to follow you, throwing on his own underwear and trousers.

“ Why not?” His interest peaked, you had finally wiped the last of your tears away, you made your way back to your shared bedroom, you looked for your bathroom, needing to pee. Eris of course was hot on your heels.

“ I don’t know..I’m kinda nervous” You give a small shrug, you enter your bathroom, Eris stays by the door, he heaves a frustrated sigh. A soft smile stretches across your lips. Your heart is swelling again, at the feeling of your mate caring for you. Wishing to know who and what haunted you, to heal you and start over. Appreciate warming your chest.

“ You don’t need to be nervous, I’d rather you tell me now than to find out later, involuntarily.” He speaks out as he leans against the threshold. His eyes scanning your space, the room in which the two of you called your own. A sweet dream, a safe space, a comfort.

“ Alright you won me over with your charm-” the sound of flushing could be heard, followed by washing your hand in the sink. Eris looked at you through the mirror. Your eyes connected “ If I tell you, you must promise me that you will remain calm, and they are still my friends even though they hate me-“ You turned back to look at him.

“They don’t hate you- they are simply mad that the cauldron had paired you up with someone who they think is a monster-it doesn’t matter, I don’t care what they think but if that’s what you wish, then I will do my best”

“ Thank you..” You bowed your head in a nod” Umm-how do I-…Before I met you, before the bond-I was with Azriel. Really it was sort of a-a bedroom relationship..at the time I was in love with him, and he was in love with Mor, he was trying to get over her.. so we slept together..“

“-If he wanted someone for sex he should’ve gone out to a brothel or a club. I’m sure he could’ve picked anyone off the street-“ He growled at the thought of Azriel using you, of all the males in Prythian. It had his bones searing on the inside. His blood already boiled, his skin practically on fire. Rage as one might call it reflects in his eyes. His hands warmed in sensation, fire licking at his fingertips.

“ Eris, hey, It was a long time ago, it was his fault as much as it was mine too, I was madly in love with him, I would’ve done anything back then. It was naive and stupid, I know that now-“ You were by his side holding his face in your hands. Your eyes flickered between his, you reached a finger up to sooth the angry lines that formed on his beautiful face. His body still rigided but relaxes under your touch.

“ He had no right, even if you were in love with him, he had taken you for granted. He knew you loved him, he knew you cared for him. He knew that if he had you, you wouldn’t leave him. The depths he went to, you must’ve laid there afterwards waiting for him to console you, speak with you, laugh with, and nothing-“ Your lips crashed into Eris’s. He didn’t resist or stop you, instead he let go of the words that wished to run out. Your body pressed against him so tightly, he let you guide the kiss, which was unusual but he needed it. Eris turned his head allowing for the kiss to deepen, your tongue massages the roof of his mouth. You let out a soft moan as Eris’s hands curve around your hips, kneading your body as he reaches to cup your ass.

When your lungs could no longer resist air, the two of you pulled back with only an between you.“ I’m not sure I can keep my promise” He says breathlessly, his forehead pressed to yours.

“ Eris” You shake your head.

“ I won’t kill him, I suppose I’ll have to resort to other things” He tells you as he bumps his nose with yours, the urge to kiss you was strong. His thought’s intermingled with pleasure. All the dirty things he could do to you, in various positions, in various rooms, anywhere, you wanted. To think that Azriel was stupid enough to let you go to neglect a gorgeous female such as yourself, it drove him mad.

“You can’t poison him either or use your magic or anything. You’ve always been the one to use your words-“ Eris pulled you into the space of the bedroom, his hands couldn’t stay off of you, he wanted you right then and there, he wanted you to scream out his name like a prayer as one might do in a temple.

“I am a man of my word, I won’t kill him, but I wouldn’t mind breaking a bone or two, if he decides to cross my path or comes near you-“ His eyes grow darker with lust, the smell of his arousal prominent. You allow him to toss you onto the bed.

“ Eris, that’s a bit much, no?” Eris climbed above you, his hands resting on either side of your head.

“ No, not when it comes to you.”

“ Then let me give you a piece of advice.”

“ Y/N”

“Don’t let him win”

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Autumn solstice was today, guests had already arrived and mingled with one another. Music filled the room, guests danced with one another, smiles adorned their faces. The aroma of the food floated outwards catching the guests who were hungry, friends laughed together as they ate and drank. Everyone seemed to have been enjoying themselves, the atmosphere vibrant and enjoyable. Upon the arrival of the inner circle, this was what they least expected from Autumn. They were truly surprised, they had no intention of coming but with the alliance between the two courts, a visit was required..not to mention they missed you more they imagined. Your absence was truly felt.

Feyre missed you dearly, you were the one female here that helped her transition from Spring, to Night, to Spring back to Night, you helped her ease into her fae body. She was forever grateful. Nesta couldn’t describe the pain she felt when Rhys had sent you off. She hadn’t spoken to him for months, you were the one person that understood her the best. You were patient with her. Cassian missed the way you so easily understood his sense of humor, oftentimes you added to it, which made irritating the inner circle that much more sweeter. He wished he had spent more time with you, his best friend. Rhys on the other hand missed your presence, you were a resilient soul, your strength was something to admire. He often looked to you for the true console just everyone else had.

Azriel struggled with your absence the most, the withdrawal of not having you near took a toll on him in more ways than one. He missed you as a dear friend, just as the others, but there was a deeper rooted feeling. Not too long ago you were attached to his hip. You were there every beck and call he had, every wish and thought he expressed, you filled the void. You there when Mor couldn’t have been. You were there when Elain first emerged in his life, again you tended to every need. Azriel made no move to return the gestures of what you felt back to you, he had never felt romantically attracted to you. You were a means of sexual escape, away to let out all his frustration, his anger, his pain, into. All the females he had craved gave him nothing in return except you. Even with his rejections, you continuously had given him everything, all the love he ever needed, but it was never enough..

The inner circle's eyes scanned the area, they searched for you, their dearest friend, and when their eyes found you, they each held their breath in awe. You stood in the middle of the crowded room, you were radiant, glowing, your hair in an elegantly loose but not too tight style, creating a perfect balance. Your skin adorned simple jewelry, but as simple as they were, each piece crafted in amber. Your dress was unique, the color of Phtalo green, silky material cascaded down your body, the hem barely touched the floor, when you moved, it was like watching a gentle stream of water. You flowed with such calmness it was enchanting, the little gems that were delicately sown on, shimmered as if the sun's light kissed it. You looked as though you lived and breathed autumn, the heart of the court…

“She’s exquisite isn't she?”Eris tenses at the sound of the familiar voice. The male he despised with everything he had in him.

“She is“ Eris replies his heart squeezing with love, his eyes following you as you stop in your tracks, Nesta, Feyre, Rhys, Cassian approaches you. You practically beamed with excitement as they all crashed into you. You had been speaking with Lucien, who also shared the same excitement. It was a sweet moment to witness something he’ll enjoy hearing you gush about later.

Azriel stood next to Eris watching his family closely. As Azriel sees you he can’t help but think- maybe in another lifetime, one where he might’ve returned what you felt. Choosing to have a life of happiness with you rather than to wait for someone else to return his love. That you might be as happy as you are now. But in the end he just couldn’t feel the same way about you- this thought he carried was one that was just-a dream-a wish-but not true to his emotions and his reality. “How is she adjusting?” He asks, no matter what happened, no matter how little he felt about you, he still cared enough to ask as a friend.

“She’s adjusting well.” Eris wasn’t as forthcoming with your information, Azriel figured as much. Eris refused to give him any sort of insight on how your life might be. It was truly none of his business.

“ Do you mind if I speak with her?” Azriel takes a brief look at Eris, who just so happened to already have set eyes on him.

“Feeling regretful are we?” He turns his gaze back to you, you must’ve told a humorous story, the laughter that erupted out of everyone was loud. You were filled with such joy, it practically buzzed through the bond, Eris lips tilted upward slightly. None of them showed you distan or hatred. But Azriel the shadow themselves fringed upon your beautiful soul. Eris sighed.

“ Regretful no, but curious yes. She left the night court to be with you, I can’t imagine it being a pleasant experience” He says simply as if you meant nothing, and only jab at Eris was his goal.

“ You speak of experiences but if I remember correctly her experience with you was just that, unpleasant” Eris retorted, forcing Azriel to remember who the true villain was.

“ You know nothing of what happened between us” Azriel glares at the crowd, he shouldn’t be as frustrated as he is, he was the one who started the argument.

“I don’t?” Eris questions sarcastically, fine let the games begin.

“Yes” He says through his teeth.

” Look at you, upset because I spoke the truth. I thought your court was known for the truth.” Eris tsks as he shakes his head, as if scolding a child.

“I am not Mor, there is a difference between her and I” he replied his jaw tense and tight.

”Is there? Then again wasn’t she sleeping with others to avoid you.” Eris shrugs knowing that this would strike a cord in Azriel. A tit for a tat, he came after you, the least he could was target him the same way.

“ Shut your mouth!” He snaps, the two now facing one another.

“Did I hit a soft spot?” Eris challenges.

” Don’t you ever speak of Mor in that manner-“Azriel growls.

” Yet that’s exactly what you had done to Y/N? No? Did you forget already? Did you take one too many hits to that bat brain of yours-“ Azriel shoves Eris forcing him back causing him to maliciously smirk.“- You made her feel as though she were only good to keep your bed warm, you left her unsatisfied, craving more than just sex, a companionship!-”

“ -She asked to be with me! She asked to be a means of release! She hated seeing me pawn over someone else! So I let her be as in love with me as she was.-” Azriel continues on shoving back Eris, who was waiting for a moment of violence to come.

” -You let her believe you were going to give her more!-“The conversation becomes more heated by the second.

” -I had too!” Azriel argues as if his words really mattered as if manipulation was the only option left for him to pick. The crowd in the room starts to murmur, the music abrupting to a halt, all eyes were on the pair. You and Rhys made eye contact for a brief moment before the two of you moved into action. The Lady of the court, Eris’s mother, encourages everyone to keep dancing, to let the music keep playing. A distraction.

“ No you didn’t, you could’ve told her how you felt instead of leading her down a path that you weren’t going to follow. If I were you Shadowsinger I’d save the manipulation tactics for the battlefield not for the bedroom, at least there we know you can get the job done” He bites back bis fists clenched ready to strike. Azriel clenched his jaw and his hand curled in a tight hold, waiting to see who’d throw the first punch. You were faster, you placed yourself between Eris and Azriel. You placed a hand on Eris’s chest and one outward to Azriel. Rhys and Cassian were right behind you moving to Azriel’s sides. They too also held their hands up trying to stop Azriel from making a mistake.

“ Az” Cassian warns.

“Go back home to Velaris, take the others with you. I have to fix the mess you made.” Rhys orders. He nods his head at Cassian who with the help of Nesta drag him out of the room.

“ I’m so sorry” Feyre apologizes.

You offer her a reassuring sad smile. “ It’s okay, I thank you all for coming. I appreciate it” She nods at you returning your expression, her eyes shooting to Rhys who gave her a sweet smile, telling her in his own way to go back with their family. Your heart shatters a little at the sight of your friends leaving. You wished you had spent more time with them. And you wished that there wasn’t so much hatred between the two groups, even with the alliance.

“ This will not happen again, I can assure both of you. I do hope that you can forgive my spymaster” Rhys says as Lucien pulls Eris away from you, giving him the opportunity to cool down.

“ I hope it doesn’t happen again..as for my mate he can be protective and I’m sure you understand what that’s like” you replied.

“ I do and for that I apologize. I’d hate it if this was to be the reason we lose our greatest ally.” Rhys, ever the politician.

“ I’m glad we can agree on the same point. We need each other more now than ever. This cannot be our downfall”

“ Of course.” Rhys bows slightly, offering you that comforting smile you missed so much. You turned to look over at your mate and his brother. Eris smacked Lucien’s hands away who only glared at him. You sighed deeply, one of ease and relief. You looked at your mate crossing your arms.

“Don't-.” Eris says as fixed his cufflinks after he had shoved Lucien away from him, who now found himself at the food table.

“-I was only going to say thank you.” You gave him a reassuring smile, Eris lifted his eyes to yours. He honestly expected you to rip him a new one. He was surprised, caught off guard, and he felt better. You uncrossed your arms wrapping them around his neck. Eris immediately wound his arms around your hips, pulling you as close as possible.

“He had no right to speak about you the way that he had. He came here searching for a fight, I cannot allow such disrespect in my home and to my mate. You don’t need to thank me. I’d do anything to protect you.” His eyes flickering between yours.

“He walked out of here unscathed, untouched. He had to be dragged back home. But you-you spoke with such strength and courage. You dared him to cross paths with you. You didn’t need to fight him, your words were sharper. You didn’t let him win” Eris’s heart warmed at your words. His chest swelling with love, with respect and with passion. He couldn’t have imagined anyone else by his side other than you. He tilts his head down slightly, capturing your lips with his, he kisses you with such intensity as if to thank you for thanking him. For loving him, for accepting him and for understanding him.

The two of you pull away briefly, your foreheads touching, he whispers to you“ Quite the high lady you’re becoming” the two of you giggle.

“ You’re becoming quite the hero” You replied, Eris shook his head, both of your shoulders shaking slightly as the two of you continued your giggling. Eris loved you more than you could’ve ever imagined. He was quick to defend you, he was to aid you if you needed it. He was there every step of the way. He cared for you deeply, he wasn’t ever okay with anyone hurting you. He hated what Azriel did to you. You looked up at him with so much adoration and love, he cherished it, held it close to his heart. Eris presses a kiss to your forehead. Your eyes fluttered closed, Eris’s mother could be seen making her way over to you both. Now that was someone he knew would never hear the end of it.

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ PADDOCK TO PADDOCK (LN) PART 3

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yourusername i CANNOT BELIEVE i am writing this post😭 so so so insanely excited to announce that mr. bean and i have qualified for paris 2024!!!!! we have an insane year of training ahead of us, but i could not be happier. thank you to every single person who made this possible. i’m gonna go cry now. maybe get drunk. WE ARE OLYMPIANS BABY‼️

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user9 finally😍

user1 ur awful. get a life?

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user4 read a source that said she and lando were seen having a ‘heated conversation’ earlier :(

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mrswint3rs · 4 months

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More Than He Bargained For

a/n- def gonna write like this more often. It’s sm easier to piece together 😭

NSFW WARNING:

contains- phone sex, sending nudes🙀, mutual masturbation

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Best friend! Prompto who’s been crushing on you since you first met back in high school. Never having the confidence to admit his true feelings, always fearing you’re way out of his league.

Best friend! Prompto who remained friends with you regardless of wanting to be more. Always listening to you rant about your boyfriends who never treated you right. He would. He wanted to so badly, but he was certain you didn’t see him like that.

Best friend! Prompto who’s always at your beck and call. Though he rarely had plans, he always canceled for you if he did. You were his priority even if he wasn’t yours.

Best friend! Prompto who looks forward to all of your texts, no matter what they’re about. He was just happy that you talked to him at all.

Best friend! Prompto who falls asleep on call with you, as a real boyfriend would. Watching and giggling with you as you screen share your favorites on tiktok. Agreeing on the fictional men you find attractive, wishing you’d say those things about him.

Best Friend! Prompto who is utterly shocked at the sight of your naked body via text. Was it an accident? Surely you didn’t mean to send it to him. It was the middle of the night, maybe you just weren’t paying attention.

Best friend! Prompto who sits in chat, just staring at the image before him, dumbfounded. He has no clue on what to say. Should he correct your mistake? Compliment you like he really wants to? Truthfully, he’s never received or sent nudes a day in his life. Sure, he watched porn from time to time but this was different. He knew you. Spent almost all of his free time with you.

Best friend! Prompto who panics internally, feeling so guilty for being turned on to this degree when it probably wasn’t even meant for him. He was hoping you’d realize what had happened, go through the awkward confrontation of the situation so he didn’t have to be the one to bring it up.

Best friend! Prompto who panics even further at the abrupt ringing of his phone. Your beautiful contact photo popping up. The one he took with his camera and adores.

Best friend! Prompto who turns into a stuttering mess as soon as he answers your call. Your voice taking on an unusually soft and seductive tone, one he’d never heard from you. When you ask him what he thought of the picture, time stands still. You really did send it to him purposefully. He didn’t understand where this was coming from. He was so convinced he was nothing more than a friend. Convinced you would never see him as anything other than that. He accepted that a long time ago. So why was this happening now? Out of nowhere.

He goes silent, unknowing of what to say. His cock was growing painfully hard, the image of your pretty tits burned into his brain. He wanted to feel them in his hands, squeeze them, burrow his face between them. Kiss every part of you. But he could never say that aloud. His words catch in his throat, refusing to come out as he wanted. “U-uhm what picture? I haven’t been on my phone, I was playing King’s Knight…”

Fucking idiot. Of course you already knew he saw it. And you knew his gaming console wasn’t in working condition, you talked about it earlier in the day. But that was all he knew how to say. He couldn’t get his overthinking brain to work. He couldn’t think with both heads at once.

Palming himself ‘discreetly’ on the other end, he uses your picture. Thinking he’s pro enough to be silent, but he’s not. Poor boy can’t even control his breath, seemingly forgetting the phone is right up to his face.

“What are you doing now?” you ask teasingly. You weren’t at all oblivious. Fully aware of his feelings for you. Or at least as of recently because he started slacking. Staring at you when he thought you weren’t looking, sneaking screenshots of you when you were asleep on FaceTime. Half the time you weren’t, but you found it adorable. You became more aware of how nervous and red faced he’d get every time you’d hang out. The look he had when you tried on outfits, asking him to judge which was best. He wasn’t subtle at all.

Even you don’t know what came over you. You just had the urge to send yourself to him. Wanted him to lose his mind over you. It felt good. His reaction was expected. Prompto had never even had a girlfriend, that you were aware of at least. It just felt good, being able to make someone into such a mess. His inability to answer your simple questions said enough about how he was feeling, failed attempts at playing it cool. That and his unsteady breathing into the phone.

You knew he was too shy to make a move, considering he’s hidden his feelings for 4 years straight. So you decided to push things. Turning on your camera and setting it up to give him the perfect view of everything. Sat on your bed, propped up by your elbows with your thighs spread apart. Prompto couldn’t contain himself, letting out the slightest moan at the sight before him. Still unknowing of what to say.

“Let me see you,” you request, grinning. “Unless you’re busy playing ‘king’s knight’?”

He had to man up, pull himself together. You were fully on display for him. Giving yourself to him even though he didn’t do anything to deserve it. How did he get so lucky? Was it because you were bored? Or maybe you actually liked him. He never considered that even once. But either way, he couldn’t get out of this, nor did he want to.

So he sets up his phone, positioned on his side table. Taking a deep breath before turning on the camera. He lay there in only his boxers, his bedside lamp illuminating enough so you could see the majority of him. “Is this…good?”

You respond by bringing your hand between your legs, fingers tauntingly circling your clit. “Take the rest off for me.”

He hesitates, he’s never done anything of the sort. But for you, he would do anything. Your wish is his command. He lifts himself, slipping out of his boxers and into nothing, his erection standing tall. It feels so awkward and exposing, yet so natural. The view of your fingers teasing yourself without shame makes him twitch, like a puppy wagging it’s tail.

“Do I have to give you instructions on how to do everything?” So demanding, he never expected it from a sweet girl like you. But he liked it.

He got the memo, pumping a wasteful amount of lotion into his sweaty palm. Putting his insecurities and fears aside, he slowly strokes himself, watching you on the other side. His overwhelming anxiety slipping away as your fingers slip inside your wet hole. His mouth opens agape, yet he’s holding his breath.

He can hear it. Hear the lewd gushing of your pussy as you fuck your fingers into yourself. Hear your soft moans growing louder. As if seeing you like this wasn’t erotic enough.

He tries to match your pace, fisting his cock into his hand as if it was your warm, welcoming cunt. God he wishes so badly that it was. He can’t hold back anymore, whines tumbling out of him. He’s not even embarrassed anymore, it feels too good. His whole body is on fire, legs stiff out in front of him. The more you get into it, the more he does. You were thrusting your fingers in and out so fast it seemed like the camera was lagging. Not even trying to quiet yourself. The girl of his dreams was putting on such a perfect show for him.

Whimpering pathetically, twisting and squeezing down on his cock. You made him feel so much better than any plot-holed porn video ever could. Pre cum leaking out from his swollen tip. He can’t take his eyes off of you, barely even blinking, not caring how silly he may look right now. His eyebrows furrowed, mouth dry from gasping and whining. “Mnn does that feel good? Wish you were fucking me right now, hm?”

Your dirty talking almost kills him. Hand picking up speed, almost enough to hurt. “Just imagine how tight and wet i’d be for you, Prompto.”

The way you say his name in that low, needy voice of yours. As if you needed him as badly as he needed you. His hips jerk, balls tightening as well as his core. He couldn’t hold on for much longer. As much as he tried to hold off, his wrists wouldn’t halt. He needed to cum badly, you were forcing it out of him.

It builds excruciatingly until he just can’t. Cum shooting all over his midriff in spurts. More cum than he’s ever produced in his lifetime. His hand slows, squeezing upwards as he milks the last of it out. Having to stop when he gets too sensitive, causing him to squirm and whine in almost frustration.

You were still going, hurrying to finish up. Trying to catch his breath, he relaxed, just enjoying seeing you in your horny state. One pair of fingers rubbing rapidly at your bundle of nerves, the other steadily stuffing your sopping entrance. Your face scrunching as you finally reach climax. It was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. The way you nervously giggle after finishing made his heart melt. “We should do this more often..” you say in a quizzical manner.

His length softens against himself, feeling satisfied and suddenly really cold. He covers himself with his blanket after cleaning the mess off of himself. Getting settled for the night. He was going to sleep better than ever. “Yeah, we really should…”

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brightbertalt · 11 months

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hiiii i saw you had your reqs open and i was wondering if i can get some tooth rotting, finger licking fluff for pavitr x gn! or transmasc! reader :0

i saw ATSV and the brainrot for that golden retriever of a human being is insane. there isn’t enough fics on here for my boy 😭🤚

PLEASS I LOVE PAV ❤️❤️❤️❤️ HWRE IT IS FOR MY LITTKE GOLDEN RETRIEVER BOY

pavitr prabhakar x gn!reader!!

you sat in the town square, occasionally glancing at your phone. you were supposed to be on a date with pav, but he didn’t show up. it’s been 20 minutes and nothing.

3:02pm

u here?

3:07pm

im sitting by the fountain when u get here

3:15pm

r u coming?

3:20pm

pav where r u? r u okay?

you sighed.

pav was kind of like this, not texting you back. you figured that it was because he didn’t have an attention span, like at all. did he forget? no, he wouldn’t.

but did he? were you waiting for nothing?

you sighed, tapping your foot impatiently on the ground. was he seriously ghosting you? in the middle of town?

all of a sudden, you feel someone grip your shoulders.

“hello! guess who?”

you jump, soon relaxing into his touch.

“oh my god- pav, i hate you!”

“wait do you really?”

pav looked at you with his cute, cute little puppy dog eyes.

“no, no of course not. show up earlier next time! I thought our date was at 3!”

he sat down next to you, immediately wrapping an arm around you. his presence just had a way of making you feel happier.

“sorry priye, i got busy! you know how my volunteer work goes.”

oh yeah! pav told you he volunteered at a dog shelter. you know how those things are right? how they run overtime?

“i know jaanu, let’s just get some chai. let’s relax.”

#fanfic #fanfiction #pavitr prabhakar #pavitr x reader #spiderman #spiderman headcanon #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderman india #pavitr prabhakar x reader

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luvhughes43 · 1 year

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bullshit on the internet | jack hughes x reader

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summary: y/n and jacks relationship is new, and his past relationship with a model over-shines his new relationship. fans are always asking for jack and his ex to get back together, which leaves reader feeling stuck in a relationship thats not hers.

lyrics: "i saw you were with her only last night, i got caught up by your picture in a headline" & "it looks like you love her online" & "when they want you back together like a movie, then i wonder, is there any room for me?"

Note: for context purposes jacks ex gf is going to be named alice

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1 year earlier

present day

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trevorzegras YOU HAVE A GF??

colecaufield u literally knew about this

trevorzegras yeah i know i just wanted to be dramatic

fan01 we want u with alice not whoever this is

y/nuser in love with u actually

jackhughes i love you the most actually

fan02 pls get back together with alice😭🙏 u guys were perfect

hockeyfan01 great now get back on the ice!

fan03 not the hard launch😭 she's so pretty tho😭💗

lhughes_06 congrats man

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dioralice LOMLS SO PRETTY

fan04 congrats girly💗💗

lilyrose_depp insanely gorgeous

fan05 have u seen jacks new girl? Youre so much prettier u two need to get back together

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fan06 prettiest girl in the world

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fan07 BREAK UP WITH JACK!!!

yourbff prettiest girl💗 i miss u

fan08 there’s no way he left alice for her😭

fan09 we want our fav couple back

You and Jack had been dating for a few months. You knew he was in a very public relationship with a model before he started dating you and you didn’t mind. Not until you and Jack went public and all of the internet seemed to be against your relationship. You never blamed him for having a past with Alice, but being constantly reminded that nobody wanted to see you and Jack together… It hurt. You weren’t sure why you haven't limited your instagram account yet, or why you didn't just go private. it was hard not getting caught up with what you saw online, and if there were going to be news articles and twitter pages posting about his past relationships, they may as well comment on your page too.

Jack was away for a game in Alice's home city when you got the twitter notification.

You turned off your phone and closed your eyes. You knew Jack was still friends with some of his exes, but with Alice it felt different. You knew they were serious before, and you couldn’t help but wonder that if he could, if he’d run off with her.

There were a bunch of different narratives floating around. Talking about how Alice is Jack's true love, and that they were destined to be together. You couldn't lie, after once again going down a rabbit-hole and looking at all the photos of them together, you couldn’t deny how in love they looked.

jack❤️: Did you see the photos of me and alice?

jack❤️: I only agreed to meet with her because of all the press. I don't want them talking about us getting back together. I made it clear to her that we’re over

jack❤️: I love you

y/n: I know. It's all just bullshit on the internet. I love you too. travel safe

jack❤️: I love you more. I'm really sorry about all of this. I’ll see you soon

When Jack finally got home things were different. you finally felt good in your relationship after the rough week when he was away.

“I’m really sorry about everything,” Jack reassured you for what seemed like the hundredth time.

“I just… with Alice it’s different. I don't want you to see her again. It’s gotten worse” you look down at your hands so you could avoid eye contact with Jack.

“The comments have gotten worse?” he asked, sitting up in bed to look at you.

“Yeah… I just, they want you guys back together so badly. It’s literally like a movie Jack,” your laugh was tense as you told Jack your true feelings. “I just don’t know if there’s room in your life for me,” you whisper after a brief pause and you feel Jack tense next to you.

“Pass me your phone,” Jack said, holding out one of his hands expectantly. You did as told and passed it over silently. He scrolled around for a minute, before showing you your own instagram comments causing you to frown.

“I know what they’re saying about me” you were annoyed. Did he want you to be more upset?

“No look at the accounts” he said.

“I don’t get it,” you stated, pulling your phone back into your grasp and scrolling through more comments.

“Do you know any of these people?”

“No…”

“Then what they’re saying shouldn’t matter. I’ve moved on from Alice, i’m with someone who I love” Jack cooed, reaching a finger up to touch your cheek causing you to smile. “There’s only room in my life for you. You’re the one I want y/n. I’m not reading these comments and agreeing with them. I text you, or I come home to you and I think I am so lucky to have y/n in my life” Jack smiles and so do you. He takes your phone back and disabled your instagram comments, and then limits his own. “I’m not going to let anyone make you feel like you don’t belong with me” was all he said as he started playing with your social media settings.

You sat back and admired the man you loved.

In the morning you and Jack laid in bed, your head resting on his chest as he combed your hair with his fingers. you felt so alive when you were with Jack. You could feel the little bubbles of happiness and excitement whenever you were with him.

you moved to sit up, looking down at Jack you smiled and he smiled back up at you. “morning” he mumbled as he trailed his hand down your shoulder and arm. “good morning” your smile widened as you leant down and kissed him on both of his cheeks.

you didn’t check your phone for the few days you stayed with Jack at his apartment. you were on a high, and you couldn’t believe how melancholy you’d get when you were feeling low.

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xoxokaulitz · 9 months

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hiii!! if you have time could you possibly do a smut with modern!georg x fem!reader? georg could be punishing her for embarrassing him in front of 3/4 of tokio hotel? CAN YOU PLEASE DO DEGRADATION AND SPIT? (i’m sorry imma freak nasty for this man 😞🙏🏻) you could add anything else you want!! thank you<3.

𝐒𝐋𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓 || 𝐆.𝐋

I swear I tried to find pics of him from now😭 there’s literally none when I search for them. I hope u don’t mind I used old pictures!

!dom georg x !sub fem reader.

tw: spitting, degrading, and pet names

THIRD PERSON POV

Y/N was with georg while the rest of the band was rehearsing. She didn’t mind sitting there listening to them play, since she had her phone to help her with her boredom. “Hey baby, you doing good?” Georg said coming out of nowhere and sitting beside her. “Ooh yes im okay.” She said and looked back down at her phone.

“Y/N!” Bill smiled while sitting next to her. She looked besides her and smiled. “Oh hey bill!” Y/N smiled. “How’s you and georg’s relationship doing?” Bill teased. Bill loved teasing you and Georg’s relationship. “We are doing just fine Bill.” Georg rolled his eyes.

Y/N POV

I was with georg and his band members, while they rehearsed. Bill asked me how me and georg’s relationship was and I smirked and spoke. “Yeah we are doing good.” I said. “Although..Georg doesn’t please me enough. Kinda small.” I joked and Bill laughed. “Oh really? I guess me and Tom were right about how small he was!” Bill remarked about the time they were baking on live. I laughed and then the others joined in on teasing georg.

I saw georg glaring at me as I went on. Gustav and Tom also joined in and we were all clowning georg. “Your girlfriend is funny.” Tom chuckled as he patted georg on his back and walked away.

later mwahahahahahahahahha

“You think your so fucking funny huh?” Georg said and I turned around. “Hm?” I said confused and georg pinned me to the wall. “You know what you fucking did, embarrassing me in front of my members. Your just fucking screaming for it.” He whispered in my ear and smashed his lips onto mine. I kissed back quickly as we made out, and it slowly became a messy make out.

His hands slid down my waist and gripped my ass. I gasped and he shoved his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues fought for dominance, and of course he won. “Jump.” He said while slightly patting my thighs. I jumped and wrapped my legs around his waist and brought me upstairs. We stumbled on the bed and he started to take off my clothes.

“Such a slut, embarrassing me in front of my members. How slutty are you for my attention Hm?” He chuckled as he pulled down my pants with my underwear. “Such a pretty cunt.” He said while rubbing it and slowly pushing his fingers inside of me. I moaned as he went faster, making my legs shake.

“F-Fuck..! Georg..!” I squirmed around and he smirked. “Squirming around and I barely did anything. How much of a slut can you be?” He chuckled.

THIRD PERSONS POV

Georg slowly rubbed around Y/N’s body, kissing places and even grouping them. “Oh my god—Georg please..!” Y/N begged. “Please what?” He pretended to not know. “Fuck me, please!” She pleaded and georg pretended to think. “Hmm..I don’t know, you were being such a slut earlier I might just have to leave you. But at the same time, I have to put such a whore like you in her place.” Georg stated and took off his pants and boxers and slowly entered Y/N.

“FUCK!” Y/N sighed out of pleasure as georg fully entered her. He slowly started to move, teasing her. “Feels good Hm?” Georg smiled and Y/N nodded. Georg started to pick up his pace, slowly pounding into her while she tightened around him. “Such a whore..tightening around my cock. I bet if the other members were here you’d be such a good slut..” Georg teased. “Hmm yeah..I bet they’d fuck me better with this little dick of yours.” Y/N smiled lazily and georg went even faster.

“Oh yeah? But this ‘little dick’ makes you fucking scram out my name every night, your stupid cunt can’t help but to squirt over and over, i milk you dry every time with this ‘little dick’.” Georg spat. “Open your mouth, now.” Georg demanded and Y/N obeyed and georg spat in her mouth. “Swallow and show me.” Georg demanded with a shaky voice. Y/N opened her mouth and showed him. “Such a good slut!” Georg laughed and started to pound into her faster.

“I-I feel something c-coming—!” Y/N shouted and georg pulled out and went down to her pussy. “Oh? This fucking slutty pussy is gonna squirt for me? Hm? Cmon and squirt for me, show me what you got!” Georg said while rubbing his face around her pussy. He moved away and started to finger her while she squirted.

“O-OH FUCK..!” She moaned and then started to shake uncontrollably. “Yeah this slutty cunt is squiring for me, and only me, fucking slut! Come on, that’s my good girl.” Georg smiled and then Y/N’s legs closed together with georg’s fingers in between, still fingering her.

Georg pulled away from her dripping cunt and let her cool down from squirting. Y/N started to catch her breath slowly. Just as she caught her breath georg pushed back into her. Y/N gasped and gripped georg’s arms. “G-Georg!!” She shouted and he pounded into her. “What my slut?” He smiled as he thrusted into her, slowly seeing a belly bulge the deeper he went:

“Too much—!” She moaned and she gripped his arms harder, surely to leave marks. “C-Cumming..! Georg!!” Y/N moaned loudly, the neighbors will definitely complain in the morning. “Cum for me one last time for me, my whore.” Georg said and Y/N cummed on time. Georg pulled out and jerked himself off and finished on her stomach. They both collapsed on the bed and were out of breath. They look at each other and smiled.

“That was amazing.” Y/N smiled and georg chuckled. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Bye I had to finish this in the bathroom bc the WiFi is my room was so ass but better in the bathroom😭☠️

BRO TYSM FOR 100 FOLLOWERS!! I also appreciate all the likes and reblogs on my recent posts, I appreciate you all!! <33

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applejuicefruit · 1 year

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one where the reader has just given birth to her first child with kylian, and she has a kind of "postpartum depression", she is very insecure about her body, she is exhausted by the new routine, and whenever she has to breastfeed she cries because her breasts are still sensitive and etc... she hesitates to talk to kylian about it, but after a while he brings it up again to understand what is going on with her, they talk about everything and he comforts and cares her... if u can, please.

I love this request so much 😭

Tw: postpartum depression, depression in general, anxiety, reader being self conscious

Kylian Mbappe x reader

The way you are

Two months ago your life completely changed.

You and Kylian were expecting your first child and you were both thrilled, excited and scared. It was a rollercoaster of emotions but you couldn’t wait to meet the new addition to the family. Two months ago and you gave birth to a beautiful and healthy baby boy, Samuel, and you couldn’t be happier. He was Kylian’s twin. But now it was hard for you to get used to the new routine. It wasn’t only waking up in the middle of the night because your baby needed to be changed or fed. It was all the stress that came with the pregnancy. Everyone felt like women had to be happy they welcomed a new life on earth, had to be joyful that the pain they went through for nine months was finally over and had to know everything about taking care of a new born - but it wasn’t like that, these past two months have been hitting you really hard, both mentally and physically.

You were grateful for Kylian to be there every time you needed him, he was such a good father and a very fast learner. His family did helped you a lot too. His mom knew how much having kids could be exhausting so she made sure to watch the baby a couple days so you could rest without getting worried of being woke up.

But still, even if you had free times your mind couldn’t seem to stop. It was a constant fight between you and your brain.

Everytime you looked in the mirror you couldn’t stand the person in front of you. It wasn’t you. You didn’t recognized her. Your body got bigger with the pregnancy, your breast fuller and your legs and feet were always sore.

Breastfeeding was a living hell for you. You thought it would give you joy seeing your baby being so healthy and hungry but you hated those moments and you couldn’t help but think that something was definitely wrong with you. Your breast was always so sensitive and it hurt when Sammy was feeding that you cried every single time. You were always tired more than you were when you were pregnant. The baby took a lot of energy from you.

Kylian noticed that you became quieter and he honestly didn’t like it. You were usually a very talkative person, always bright and joyful, your positive aura protecting you and all the people around you so he started questioning what was going on with you. He waited for you to open up with him but when he saw that you didn’t he broke the silence and made the first move.

“Hey baby…” he approached you one night when you were both in bed, Samuel falling asleep in Kylian’s arms just thirty minutes earlier.

“Hey…” you whispered, completely exhausted.

“Can I ask you something?” he asked laying in bed next to you. You nodded.

“You would tell me if something is wrong, right?” he asked, trying to slowly approach the topic.

“Yes why?” you asked him a bit confused.

“I’m not judging you okay? But…I feel like you’re getting distant from me, from everyone actually and I’m a bit worried…is everything okay baby?” he asked you.

No. Nothing is okay you wanted to say. But you couldn’t complain about it because in your mind, doing all of these painful and tiring things for your baby, would have been absolutely worth it for him in the future, so as a mother you should have endured the pain and going on.

“Yes everything is okay Kylian” you lied.

“Babe please tell me what’s going on? I know you’re not okay I can see that…I just wanna help” he begged you because he hated seeing you like that.

“You wanna help me? Go and breastfeed your child!” you shouted, completely forgetting about the walls you built up and letting all of your emotions coming out “go and look at yourself in the mirror and stand there, staring at someone who’s not you but at the same time looks exactly like you! Take care of Samuel every time he needs to be fed because my breast can’t take it anymore! It hurt Kylian! It hurt so fucking much you have no idea and there’s nothing I can do about it because I am a mom and I shouldn’t be complaining because these are normal things to do but I can’t do it! It’s fucking exhausting and I feel so bad because all I want to do is love my child but I feel like I can’t do it because of all of the pain I’m going though…you have no idea Kylian how every single inch of my body hurts!” you said, completely breaking down.

Kylian was shocked and hurt because he wished he realised sooner that this new routine was completely killing you.

“Baby…hear me out. I love you and that’s not gonna change. I loved your body before and I love your body now because it’s yours. It’s you y/n and I love you just the way you are…” he said holding you in his arms “I’m so sorry you feel this way baby, I really am…I wish I could do something for helping you with the pain…we can try some massages if you want to? I’m open to do anything in my power to make you feel comfortable” he said from the bottom of his heart because he couldn’t stand the idea of you being in pain “what you’re going through it’s normal baby…a lot of women go through postpartum depression and I think talking with a specialist might help you, only if you’re up for it, it’s up to you, but whatever you decide to do I’m here, to help you and support you. You’re not alone in this okay?” he softly said while leaving gentle kisses to your neck.

You calmed down listening to his voice and you were so grateful for having someone like him by your side.

“Thank you Kylian” you said wiping your tears away.

“Don’t thank me baby…I’m here, I will always be here for you, and Sammy, you two are the most important people in my life and I love you so much” he said truthfully.

You fell asleep in his arms, while he softly massaged your back and neck, trying to ease the pain.

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aventurinemylove · 9 months

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FIRST TIME REQUESTING! So I have no clue if you're okay with what I'm ganna ask?

May I ask for a angst to fluff. (Only if you're okay with both in the request! unless you want it to be full angst) Like where reader/ y/n is near death (again only if your okay with it) wiith Dazai and Chuuya. (If you wish to add another one that's your choice!) It can be either a headcanon or short fic. Whichever one your more confterble with!

(Ps I love your smau au!)

Have a nice day/night/afternoon (it's 3:10 a.m for me 💀) but anyways if you can't accept my request I understand! But take care of yourself. ♡

A/n- OMG YOU DONT KNOW HOW FAST I GOT UP AND STARTED WRITING TYSM FOR THE REQ OMG AND IM GLAD YOU LIKE THE SMAU😭🫶

Close call

Dazai x reader and chuuya x reader (separate)

Genre-angst and fluff

Warnings- heavy topics, torture, blood, mori…

Songs to listen-skyfall adele,I bet on losing dogs mitski,francis forever mitski

Osamu Dazai

You were sent on a mission by yourself by Fukuzawa to gather information on a rival organization. You knew the risks of this but you were willing to risk it To give the Ada any type of advantage. Before your mission dazai told you to be more cautious about everyone and everything, he had a pitiful feeling in his stomach..the same feeling when he lost his dear friend, which left him wondering if his past finally catching up to him?

Ever since you left the feeling only got worse and worse, he couldn’t take it anymore it was eating him alive he felt a sense of guilt, and for the first time in year, he felt fear..? Something might have happens to you..days without contact or even texts all his texts were delivered you never left him on delivered. He couldn't take it anymore and decided he will look for you himself.

Meanwhile, you haven't texted Dazai due to leaving your work phone at the ADA in order to not cause any suspicion between you and your new boss however you couldn't stay like this forever he saw you rummaging through classified files which ended up with you having to reveal your identity causing you to fight. What surprised you was the ambush from behind which ended up with u getting stabbed in the chest and losing conscious.

Once he got there he was late...your body on the ground bleeding profusely, he couldn't believe it he failed you. The person he vowed to serve and protect you only to fail you. His heart aches at seeing you so motionless so still. He couldn't even form a word he couldn't even stand on his feet. “You're not gone [name] right..” his voice filled with sorrow and disbelief. If only he came earlier..he could've prevented this he wouldn’t have lost you.

He ran to your body and held it..for the first time in years he couldn’t mask his emotions how could he..you were special to him the only one keeping on this ground, but now that your gone he has no will to live no reason to be here. “[name] I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you, you didn’t deserve this awful fate my love..I’m sorry”. You were still conscious you heard everything how u you wish you can tell him “everything’s going to be okay” but honestly not even you knew if your going to make it”

Dazai held u so close running towards the nearest hospital he could find without any second thought begging every doctor to treat you before it was to late. He didn’t leave your side the whole time you were unconscious, atsushi brought Dazai food and made sure to give him company and any ounce of hope he had.

It was almost a month since that event you haven’t woken up not even once…this left Dazai terrified he only thought of the worst outcome. Though before u hit one month of being unconscious you woke up, every emotion hitting you but the one hitting you the most was shock and fear. You couldn't believe you were alive, and you also wondered who brought you to the hospital but soon realization and memories hit you. Dazai found you laying unconscious, you couldn't help but have guilt. Your poor husband finding you unconscious and unresponsive was a horror to think about.

You were so deep in thought you didn't notice Dazai practically tugging you into a hug crying his eyes out on your shoulder. [name] my love I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you, I'm sorry I failed you I was so scared, I was so scared of you leaving me like everyone” he said between broken sobs. “Dazai dear I'm sorry for being so careless I really should've seen it coming” you say through your tears.

To say the least, dazai is happy you're alive and that's all that matters to him.

Nakahara Chuuya

You and Gin were sent on a mission personally requested by Mori, which was odd since usually, he would have you take missions with Chuuya since he had his suspicions here and there. You always found your boss “odd” he always figured out things even he was told which was a scary thought.

On the mission, you were told to play a fair person and your objective was to woe the victim over and that's when Gin strikes. Though it was easier said than done, during the night you felt like something was coming for you or that you were being watched but you pushed your thoughts away for the sake of the mission. You found something quite odd about your victim he looks like a former mafia member though you've never seen him, you feel like his name was mentioned somewhere.

Fortunately, before the night ended you got the victim to think that you were an innocent person trying to get help from him for your company on how to grow it etc. But he knew you were from the mafia he had his eyes on you ever since you stepped in, he knew Mori would send an executive to assassinate him during this party. You had a feeling that your facade was seen through like clear glass, which made the gut feeling start to tell you “leave” or “go home” but you knew being in the mafia your life was always on risk.

Chuuya on the other hand was sweating and shaking something was telling him to watch over you that night, he had a feeling Mori had some plan since usually he would send him with you and no one else. So while you and Gin were on your way to the party he followed you guys but decided to stay hidden until he felt he was needed.

You were unexpectedly brought a handkerchief to your mouth making you pass out. Otherwise, Gin was concerned about what could have happened to you, you weren't giving her any sign to strike..unless the struck first which had her panicking since she also didn't see the host anywhere. She Knew something was wrong, so through her headset she let everyone know “Code red, our executive is missing”. Just hearing this made Chuuya jump and head to the party area before he knew it, he was frantically searching for you everywhere in the area but had no luck he couldn't find you and this made him more frustrated he couldn't believe he took his eyes off you for a bit and you were MISSING.

It was days maybe 3 days since the incident they had you tied to a chair with handcuffs tied to both hands making it impossible to use your ability. You were so beat up all these days tortured just for some information you didn't have. “Now where is that supply box” he spoke, another hit towards your ribs but you stayed silent. “OH SO WE ARE GONNA PLAY THE SILENT GAME ARE WE?!” he says but before you were hit again the doors of the area were crushed open before you knew it Gin ran to you and untied you, and carried you to the truck where they already had a medical professional on board.

Meanwhile, chuuya made sure this man was dead and he made sure that he paid for what he did to you. Chuuya had rage in him, the state he found you in made me sick and sad, how could this asshole do this to you. After his job was chuuya got back to the truck where the doctor talked to him. “Sir they will be unconscious for a few days maybe a few hours if lucky but they had a few broken ribs and a few bruises to the head”. He couldn't believe what he heard, he felt the rage he had earlier come back to him, but he kept his composer just nodded to the doctor.

He was now facing you he felt his heart shatter to 100 pieces the pain and guilt he felt was eating him alive. “If only I got there earlier” or “I should've taken the mission but compared to other missions this was one of the least dangerous. He knelt near your bed while holding your hand slowly letting the tears down.

After 3 days you finally open your eyes looking around the unfamiliar room it looked nothing like the mafia hospital room which relieved you, you didn't have to deal with mori and his annoying overbearing antics, how u hated him and wanted someone to take his spot.

While lost in thought u turn to see flowers and a note on the bedside, you grabbed them smiling to yourself already knowing who it was. As you looked at the flowers you open the note slightly smiling as you read. “My dearest [name] I’m sorry I wasn’t there to protect you as I vowed to you I will, so after you feel better let me take you out to eat, sincerely yours Chuuya Nakahara” but before you finished you saw the end “ps I’ll visit you later I'm on a mission right now”. You never knew how you got lucky with such a man but honestly, it did take you guys a while to be where you are at right now.

Later…

You were sitting down reading a book when you heard the hospital door bust open, at first you thought it was an enemy attack but you were relieved to see Chuuya at the door with a little box at hand. “My love” you heard Chuuya speak “I got you this,” he says as he gives you the box. You were shocked, to be honest, you weren't expecting anything so when u recognized the jewelry box you began to cheer up. “Thank you dear you didn't have to,” you say smiling at him while opening the box, to your surprise there was a gorgeous necklace that you'd been wanting for a while but couldn't get your hands on it, so it was surprising to see Chuuya get ahold of such an item.

You felt your eyes start to tear up as you pulled Chuuya into a tight hug and whispered “Thank you my love I couldn't ask for someone more amazing than you”. Chuuya was surprised by your sudden action but didn't complain at all. “My love I'm sorry for not being there on time,” Chuuya said his voice cracking “If maybe I was there earlier this could've been avoided”. “Chuuya it's ok, I'm fine I'm here with you look on the bright side at least we got him” you say softly.

Chuuya knew you were right, he was just happy you were alive and with him still.

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hugejk · 4 months

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So today i was at the dentist and got an idea for a story. What about reader having to go to the dentist and gavi comes along to help her feel safe because reader is scared ❤️❤️

Love uuu ❤️

i only like the dentist because of the laughing gas 😭

i luvv u too 💕🥹

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you put your phone down with a sign, reading the text that just popped up on your screen. Pablo was on his phone watching whatever he was watching, hearing your loud sigh he looked over and saw you just looking up at the ceiling.

“what’s wrong?” he asked pausing his video

“i have a dentist appointment tomorrow, at 3.” you said disappointed. Because for as long as you can remember you hated the dentist. Something about the sharp tools and them being way to close to your mouth just made you upset.

“what’s wrong with that?” pablo asked genuinely confused.

“everything! i hate the tools they use, how they’re so sharp and pointy and how they just shove their hands in my mouth and poke around. I hate everything about it! Especially the smell, it always smells like disinfectant and toothpaste.” you said sitting up looking at him while you rant.

pablo just looked at you because he didn’t know what to say. after a bit of silence you laid back down and put your hands on your face, dreading tomorrow.

“i have an idea.” pablo said with a smile.

“what.” you said annoyed, not at him but just annoyed you have to prepare yourself for the day tomorrow.

“what if, let’s say hypothetically….i go in with you?….” he said looking at you, then back to his hands every second.

“why would you want to go in with me?” you said

“because you’re scared and i don’t wanna see you scared and like all that stuff you said earlier.” he said looking at you.

sitting back up, you looked at him, and agreed because maybe having the love of your life will help you feel more comfortable.

*time skip to the next day*

“hurry up i’m gonna be late pablo.” you said to him already ready.

“it’s barely 2:30 calm down” he said with a hint of sass.

“it takes 10 minutes to get there, 3 minutes to prepare, about 4 minutes to check in, then the rest of the time for them to find an open space for me pablo.” you said.

“okay okay i’m ready” he said walking past you and out the door. You didn’t know how he was so happy(?) to be going to the dentist, maybe because it’s not his appointment but still.

on your way to the office you were borderline shaking, maybe it’s because you had a small breakfast or the energy drink you drank, or maybe just the fear but you didn’t like it.

You were in your head not even noticing pablo’s singing, you stopped at a red light and finally noticed. It was good but bad at the same time somehow, so you started laughing.

“what?” he said looking at you

“your singing, it’s terrible but amazing at the same time” you said still laughing.

“okay miss, “i’m scared of the dentist’ he said while crossing his arms

You immediately stopped laughing and smacked him on his arm, as soon as you did the car behind you started honking as the light was green for a good few seconds already.

As you parked in the parking lot your leg started shaking, you put your head down on the steering wheel, still not ready for your appointment.

“amor is gonna be okay, you have the most handsome, amazing, and bestest boyfriend in the world to help you” he said rubbing your arm.

“bestest isn’t a word.” you said, head still in your arms.

checking the time, you told pablo you guys should go in now, checking in and sitting in the waiting room.

“wait, what even is this appointment for?” pablo asked looking up from the magazine he was looking through.

“it’s just a cleaning but what if they find something that’s wrong and they have to preform some sort of surgery thing, what if they floss too hard and cut my gums, what if-“ pablo cut you off with his own words.

“your gonna be fine, it’s just a cleaning all they’re gonna do is clean your teeth and count them or something.”

“you don’t think i know that?” you said annoyed, but as soon as you were gonna speak the dentist called your name.

fear ran through your veins, not even viens, all over your body. You got up and so did pablo. Walking though the doorway and down the hall, the assistant told you where to sit. Luckily it was right next to the wall so pablo could sit next to you.

Pablo scrolling on his phone found a funny photo and showed you, hopefully cheering you up somehow.

The assistant walked back in and told you that she would start working on you for now, lowering your seat down and giving you a pair of sunglasses to help with the light she turned on. She first started by brushing your teeth, even though you already did that, she then started flossing after about 3 minutes of the brushing. Once she was done flossing she raised your seat back up and asked if there was anything that raised concerns, any pains or discomfort from the last time you visited.

nothing was wrong, you kept your dental health up. So you told her no and she took back the glasses, told you that you were all done. You didn’t even realize that it went by so quickly, pablo on the other hand bored out of his mind as nothing on his phone interested him anymore. you stood up and took pablo’s hand to help him get up.

walking back to the front desk and booking your next check up in about 6 months from now, relived that it was all over. Getting back in the car and turning it on as pablo immediately connected to the bluetooth and turning up his music.

“did my presence help you at all?” he said looking up from his phone.

“eh, i guess. That photo you showed me was stupid though.” you said backing out of the spot and getting onto the main road.

pablo scoffed and said, “that image was comedy gold, maybe you just don’t have a sense of humor. But see that appointment wasn’t even that bad.”

“it was that bad, i swear that girl was the most aggressive flosser i’ve ever seen.”

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a/n: sorry if it’s not like exactly what you requested i tried my best 😓

#pablo gavi fanfic #pablo gavi #gavi headcanons #gavi x reader #gavi #pablo gavi imagines #pablo gavi imagine #pg6

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icysinner · 10 months

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hometown hero — chapter one | back in town.

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: onyankopon finally lives that dream of playing professional basketball, but through the glitz and glamour, he’s still in love with the girl from his hometown.

𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄: word count: 868, this is really long and can u tell i love ony

get added to the taglist. <3

𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 ᥫ᭡ 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 ᥫ᭡ 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀

“y/n, you heard that your man’s coming back in town?” lae asked as you sat across from her, getting a fill and a new design. “i have a man?” you asked her, fake confused because you knew who she was talking about. “onyankopon supposed to be touching down in the city today, you gonna go see him?” she asked, smiling at you. “let’s be clear, he’ll definitely come see me before i go see him.” a laugh could be heard from the both of you. you and onyankopon had an interesting relationship, that was one way to put it.

you transferred middle schools in seventh grade, moving all the way across the country. when you moved schools, onyankopon was your first friend. he was drawn to you because he realized you were quiet, and that if he didn’t make a move first, the two of you would never become friends. maintaining this friendship through school was easy, you, him, violet and tylae even decided on the same high school in eighth grade.

as you all grew up, onyankopon grew a love for basketball. he played all four years of high school, and then he got offers from all types of colleges. you thought you’d lose contact with him after college, because going pro was a dream he was willing to make happen, regardless of who he had to cut off. but onyankopon liked you a lot, enough to make sure he kept contact with you, and he even does now, now that he’s in the nba.

⎯⎯⎯⎯

violet rushed into the door of tylae’s salon, holding her laptop and papers in her hand. her blonde hair was in a claw clip as she sat on one of the waiting chairs. tylae’s salon was closed on the weekend, closed to everyone but the two of you. “girl, why are you running in here like that?” tylae asked as she spun her chair around to see violet. “oh, i was running? sorry.” violet said, smiling. “you guys heard onyankopon’s coming back today? supposedly to see his mom.” sometimes, you and tylae forget that violet is a journalist, and she would know all this information before you two.

“yeah, we heard, vi.” “he’s bringing levi and their manager too.” violet responded, looking through her papers as she talked to the both of you. “you sure he’s only here for pleasure? the man can’t keep himself from working.” you said, rolling your eyes at the thought of his reluctance to stop working. “pretty sure it’s just pleasure, if it is for work, they’re coming earlier than the rest of the team.” violet said, chewing on her gum as she read through her paper.

⎯⎯⎯⎯

sitting in your living room, a cup of noodles in your hand and rick & morty on your tv, your phone lit up with a text from onyankopon.

ony 🤍

just got off my flight, u home?

y/n

what happened to going to see your mom ? 😭

ony 🤍

i’ll see u first, come with me to see my dukes?

y/n

okay, only because i love ur mom

ony 🤍

don’t love me nm? crazyyyy

y/n

no i dont. see u soon love u

⎯⎯⎯⎯

you sat on your couch, still into your show, when you heard a knock at your door. your heartbeat immediately went up, excited to see your friend after so long. you opened the door, revealing onyankopon, who clearly was enjoying that nba money. he had on two cuban link chains, diamond earrings on both ears, (the last time you saw him, he only had one.) and gold fronts in his teeth. he looked good, looked like he just got a fresh haircut too.

“how long you gonna stare, girl?” he asked with a smile, pulling you into a hug. “i wasn’t staring! you’re just so..shiny.” you said with a smile, eyeing his chains. “like the ice, huh? maybe i’ll have to get you some.” onyankopon smiled, walking into your apartment. “you got a nice place here, upped the ante from the last time i was here.” he said, looking around at your decorations. “well, it’s been almost seven months since you’ve been here, and a lot has happened for my bank account in those seven months.” you noted.

“yeah, i heard you on your tiana shit, got yourself a restaurant.” onyankopon commented, “heard all about the place. gotta let me see it soon while i’m here.” he said. “well, when do you leave?” you questioned him, “if you really wanna see, i’ll show you tomorrow.” “i don’t leave ‘til monday.” onyankopon responded, picking up one of the mini jade statues on your end table. “okay, for one, put that down before you break it, and two, why are you here for so long? neglecting your job?” you asked him teasingly, to which he rolled his eyes.

“me and levi are here early, we have a home game saturday.” onyankopon replied, “speaking of, you should come, bring lae and vi if you want.” he said with a smile. “only if we get courtside seats.” you said, jokingly. “of course you’d get courtside, you think i’d have my girl in nosebleeds?”

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jubiilee13 · 6 months

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hi babes I saw you begging for requests for mike schmidt so I decided to send my own request to you… as cliche as it is, could you write an angsty misunderstanding fic where basically mike is over-working himself to death and barely making time for you and you think you did something wrong but it turns out mike was just tired af. It can be smut or fluff since I don’t know what you really like to write. Sorry if this request is bad I’m not good at asking for things😭😭

-anon

anon ily ty for the request 😻😻

this may be a lil bad bc I’m sick rn but I hope u still enjoy 🫶

warnings: tiny mention of blood, angst, angy mike, sad reader, alludes to a little smut at the end but yeah

lets just say for this abby is at a um... sleepover or smth idk i forgot to include her

didnt check this for grammatical errors so my bad if it sucks lmao

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you and mike didn’t fight often

i mean you never really had reason to

but lately mike had been weird, he had been… distant.

mike often had his rough days, as did you, but this time was different.

every morning when he returned home instead of his usual warm embraces, you’d been receiving the cold shoulder, at most a few sentences spoken between the two of you before he dragged himself off to bed.

you were worried to say the least, you knew you had done nothing wrong, yet something in your gut made you wonder if you did.

so you decided today was the day you were going to talk to him about it.

boy was that a bad idea...

the moment mike stepped out of his bedroom he spotted you, anxiously fidgeting as your eyes met his own

"we need to talk mike" you mumble, clearly not looking forward to having this conversation.

mike rolls his eyes, "what y/n" he replies, attitude evident in his tone, yet the attitude is weak, and you note his face is just a bit paler than usual, the bags under his eyes more evident, something was off.

"whats been going on with us mike?" you ask, voice trembling "did... did i do something? you- you've been so distant..."

"its nothing y/n, stop worrying" he says with a scoff, and you bite your lip.

"mike you dont have to lie to me" you say softly, extending your hand out to him to soothe him.

Then something inside him snaps, that movement- that feeling. he couldnt take it.

"God damn it y/n i said nothing is wrong! you never listen! just leave me alone! you clearly only make things worse!" he cries out, and your body freezes.

"o-oh" is all you can say, retracting your trembling hand, clearly in shock

"o-okay um... um i-i'll leave you be..." you mumble under your breath, trying to hide your emotions until you were out of his sight.

you scurry away, biting your lip so hard it draws blood, and the moment you enter your bedroom the tears escape.

you shut the door behind you, leaning against it and sliding to your knees, hand reaching to cover your mouth to hide the sobs.

what had you done?

did you upset him?

is he gonna leave?

so many questions flooded your mind all at once

it was so overwhelming, all you wanted was him... but right now that was the one thing you couldnt have.

so you sat there, leaning against the door of your room for god knows how long.

eventually when no more tears could fall, you lead yourself to your bed, a bed that had been untouched for a few months now due to you always sleeping with mike, and after a few more shaky breaths, you slipped into a uneasy slumber.

As you slept, mike took himself for a drive, his hands gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles faded to white.

he was angry

he was tired

he just wanted to be home

it slowly started to dawn on him that upon his arrival home earlier, his anger had been misdirected.

he wasnt mad at you

he loved you

god- you just wanted to help

why couldnt he see that?

he lets out a shaky sigh, punching his steering wheel as he lets out a few grunts of anger (much to the dismay of the car infront of him)

he decides to leave you be for the time being, and he leads him self on down the winding road, until he comes across an empty parking lot.

he lets himself settle there for a while, staring into the dark abyss in front of him.

eventually he decides to call you, and when you dont pick up... he calls again.

and again.

and... again....

and 12 more times.

he was worried to say the least, what if you left him? what. if you didnt love him anymore?

after the final call he places his phone in his pocket, running a hand through his hair as he starts up the car again and heads home.

in the meantime you were at home, tossing and turning, unable to find a true sense of saftey in your own sheets and god was it horrible.

you didnt notice the buzzing of your phone, nor the vibration any time left another voicemaiil.

so you lay on your back, your teary eyes staring up at the ceiling.

thats when you heard the front door open, the jingling of mikes house keys alongside his work ones

maybe he didnt leave

did he come back for you?

maybe he-

your thoughts are interrupted however by a gentle, almost silent knock at your door. you want to open it, you really do, but you're scared.

for once you put aside your fear and you sit up, quietly tiptoeing over to the door and cracking it open just enough to meet mikes eyes.

both of your teary eyes meet one another, and something snaps within both of you

your grip on the handle goes slack as mike gently pushes further on the door, and the moment it opens enough for him to enter, youre surrounded by him

he kisses you gently, his hands wrapping around you, and you two hold the kiss until you eventually pull away to gasp for air

"im so sorry- i never meant to snap at you baby- i-i- im just so exhausted- work is so hard- i-i never meant to take it out on you- i love you so muc y/n- i"

you cut him off by kissing him again, this kiss growing more heated, your body pressing against his

"its ok" you whisper when you pull away, your foreheads resting against one another

"we'll be ok" you whisper

those 3 words are repeated for the rest of the night, along with other words of praise and affirmation.

the two of you love each other, and tonight it shows.

just as youre about to fall into a warm, peaceful sleep, mike presses a kiss against your damp forehead.

"i love you"

that was all you needed to hear in order to slip into slumber in his embrace.

yayayayya mike

i hope that was good

ok ily

bye pookster

#mike schimdt x reader #mike schmidt #josh hutcherson #michael afton x reader #michael afton

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oncewhenalongtimeago · 7 months

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Do you do requests? If not u can ignore this. Do u know how people say that a hero would save the world over u, when a villain would save u? That w Hiccup. Like Hiccup having to choose between saving y/n or others and he doesn’t choose y/n and then believes she’s dead. That would be the final straw for her and she would eventually start a relationship w the dragon hunters.

Can u tell I love angst😭

Castoff

Pairing: Hiccup Horrendous Haddock III x Fem!Villain!Reader

Words: 2328

The gentle brush of fingertips as they slip apart, the pounding of blood as his heart falls out of your grasp. Those are feelings you are familiar with. Your relationship is one made up of meanings searched for where they are not, a deep care uprooted by a raging current and a single, meaningful mistake.

Tags: Angst, fem!reader, heartbreak, villain reader, unresolved insecurity, anger, canon divergent, first part?, suggestive content, RTTE, Httyd 2, 'Always the Angel, Never the God' adjacent

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He knew before she did. You knew just as long as him. It wasn’t the kind of thing you or anyone else talked about, really, not to anyone but your parents and your true meant-to-be. But it was there. And you knew for the longest time that they were meant for eachother.

You didn’t know that it would have ever ended. Yet somehow, supposedly, it did. You still felt like an outlier, though. Your heart was his for so long that to see them together felt like a betrayal, and to be with him now felt like a betrayal of that.

You saw the look in his eyes, you watched them treat each other so familiarly, watched the others close in around them, perhaps looking to share in the joyful atmosphere, knowing that should you step into the light, the moment would be ruined.

You stepped away from the half open door, back into the darkness of the cabin, wondering how they could be so happy together even after the raid, a skirmish so tough and violent with some new dragon hunters from outside the area, unlike any of the ones you’d dealt with before.

There was true love, romantic love and meant-to-be love.

Brown armor, red shirt, green eyes. Hands held gently, preciously out for your own.

For the longest time, you didn’t have a love, true or meant-to-be. Well, you had a love that was certain to be true, but wrong in that it was made for someone who’d already given his heart to another. A heart that he’d, supposedly, taken back.

Now, you wondered what sort of love he held for you.

You made to reach out, but instead you turned away, missing the look of hurt you knew you would be there. You couldn’t, not with any of the others around.

You didn’t miss the hushed conversation, carried on just the same as it was earlier but in lower tones, the small looks shared between them, the unsaid idea that maybe you just weren’t right. That you were a bad pair.

You knew what would greet you if you looked back; the hurt in his eyes, the loose brows, the slight disappointed tilt of his lips.

You furrowed your brows. You let him down again.

But it didn’t feel right, to love and share love, especially with her so closely there. With the ghost of them ever so present. It filled you with shame.

There was no bitterness held, only guilt born from many nights spent awake condemning yourself for your yearning. It was something you’d long since accepted was meant only for the dark of night, when no one else was awake enough to hear your heart flutter.

You still felt as if he was hers, that you were encroaching on something you weren’t supposed to have. It was a messy situation. They ended amicably, you’d been feeling terribly for a long, long time. You wondered if the feeling, the bone-deep hate for yourself, would ever go away, like you’d dreamed.

You had to stop and wonder when Hiccup the Useless became Hiccup and Useless.

You buried your head into your knees, tired of staring out over the windy clifftop. No number of waves or gusts of wind could brush away your troubles.

You didn’t even miss Berk. You didn’t have a reason to go, nor one to stay. Just a floater, tethered only just so by the tattered, frayed strings of your own heart.

He was sitting next to you, a silent question on his lips, left unsaid but just as clearly heard.

You couldn’t forget how lonely you were, then and before, after he left you. A friend, somehow still physically so close and yet so far out of your reach. How quickly you were othered, how quickly you were labeled a pitiful tag-on. No amount of love, hidden nor shared, could ever make up for that.

Something tense was in the air between the two of you. You refused to give it a name, though you knew what it was just as well. It felt like the end. It felt like a new, terrible beginning. It felt like the heaviness in your gut and the slight burning of your eyes caused by the thin spray.

Your touching fingertips became more as you clutched his hand, squeezing it.

You’d always been the confidant. To have the position switched was odd, unfamiliar. Hiccup was gawky and unsure in your boots. To have your troubles laid out between the two of you, of which there were many, disturbed you. The idea felt like a violation.

So, without the words to speak them, you worked around. You found words you could speak, parts of some that were difficult and some that weren’t and strung them together like the split stems of flowers into a very nearly presentable crown.

You turned to your right, looked at him pleadingly, though you weren’t sure what you were pleading for. Nothing, everything at once, not to leave you behind, not to make you stay.

“Hiccup,” You stared hoarsely, hesitantly. It was silly, it was stupid saying it aloud. He wouldn’t, he couldn’t. He never would.

Truly, you had only one question.

“Do you love me?” You asked. He looked confused, startled.

You leaned closer. You couldn’t tell which way he moved, if he moved at all. You imagined he moved away. He waited.

He looked at you expectantly. Unsurely. Why weren’t you moving closer?

You’d never loved or been loved in any sort of way which mattered. The fact that you hadn��t felt like a burden, somehow just another reason as to why you weren’t deserving. An onerous boon that you just wanted to be rid of.

You didn’t know what to do. You didn’t know if you could.

He knew what was supposed to happen next. He’d experienced it; done it and had it done many times over. You hadn’t.

You two hadn’t been that close yet, not at all, not physically. This was not a boundary the two of you had yet crossed. You shared nothing more than a few mumbled words into the neck, a few shared words in your nook, a tight embrace and hands held loosely in the quiet darkness of the night. Promises, dedications. No actions.

The others knew about it, though. They heard the declaration, quiet and uttered as if it was just a casual thing. For him it was. You said nothing.

How could you?

You hesitated, waiting for an answer. Your lips twitched. Your eyes burned, stronger then. You shook your head and dropped his hand, which he let fall to the wayside. Using your hands and the floor, you pushed away.

As always, you couldn’t bear it. He waited for you, just as you didn’t want to be someone to wait for. You wanted to already have it. You wanted back the years you spent wasting away, coveted back the years you spent watching him give what you desperately needed so casually to another.

You stood, then.

It was a surprise when the two of you came together. No one had expected it. It seemed off, out of place. You weren’t sure Hiccup himself had, drifting in the spaces left between after he and her had split paths.

You turned. You held your elbows and hunched your shoulders, turning your back to him and pushing against the wind, which though was light, felt all of the sudden as if it was way too much.

You weren’t sure he meant it. Whether or not this was real or something he’d just fallen into as per convenience.

You did. You meant it. He was your true, he was your romantic.

What kind of love do you hold for me?

You knew the answer, plain and simple.

None. None at all.

You stood in the darkness of your cabin. Your windows were blocked, though you didn’t need the light. You’d been in for a while, you were used to it.

You’d exhausted your usual time-taking avenues, left with nothing but maintenance; folding, organizing, sorting.

It was awkward. Since the clifftop, the two of you were distant. You didn’t avoid each other, but you also didn’t speak. It was a miracle that nothing had happened yet to force the two of you together.

You were beginning to believe that was the end of your relationship. You were having a hard time accepting it, though the feeling was creeping into your heart slowly and you were beginning to feel empty.

You didn’t flinch as the door to your cabin opened, creaking, though you winced as you turned back towards the light, started as he came up, pressing you against the wall.

Your lips met.

It was not rough, more just so. It unbalanced you all the same.

He was unsure, nervous. Clumsy. But it was strong. But it was meaningful. But you could tell he meant it.

You molded into his shape just as he molded into yours. Hesitantly, unsurely, you responded. He was gentle enough to guide you.

Once again, you asked, though not so much in words as actions; Do you love me?

And this time, he responded. Your heart bloomed. Not violently, not roughly, just so, enough for a shining pink petal to crest the green sepal.

Yes. Yes, I do love you.

You were light, you were fervent, you were free. You believed him.

The same hunters from before. The lot of you had gotten captured. You were too distressed to remember if it had been your fault. There were rocks sharpened to a point below you, gray skies and windy, stormy seas rushing tumultuously below.

You were far from the Edge. In unfamiliar territory. Any allies unaware and absent. The dragons, trapped in cages long behind you.

Hunters were sailing away behind you. It was a victory, however it was also one that came with a terrible price. Something had been set off, violently at that, throwing you off the edge of the cliff face, destabilizing the cage held by a chain pinned to the rock above by a thin steel nail.

“Hiccup,” You pleaded, breathlessly as your body struggled to keep up with your weight, with the rope and chains tied around your ankle, “H-elp.”

I need you.

“Just- hold on, the others-” He crouched, glancing frantically between you and the others handing caged off the side. Their chains were thin, yours were thicker though both were just as equally dangerous.

Please, I need you now.

You jerked back as another rope snapped. Unheard by his ears, drowned out by the raucous waves below and by the rattling of empty cages, pushed around in the air. Unseen as his eyes trained on the others.

Hiccup didn’t see, eyes trained elsewhere. There was no time to waste. After all, if he helped you up, in the time that took, they might fall. They would fall.

“Hiccup!” Astrid shouted. Snotlout shouted. You remembered how they looked before you’re been knocked off. Fishlegs panicking, mumbling to himself zealously, distress projected clearly for all to see. Ruffnut and Tuffnut yelled mindlessly into the air, a waning battlecry as the island deteriorated around you

Somehow, in between terror, in between the pain of your ankle as it threatened to snap and the taut muscle of your arms, a grim doom began to worm and thrash and coil in your gut.

“I’m not- I’m not going to make it,” You said desperately, voice crackling, face crunching as tears began to spill over the edge, shoulders straining, holding on just barely.

“Please, there’s-Just, cut me loose-” You prayed, to whichever god was out there, he still had his knife. That he had something sharp. You were going to die.

You could tell he was stressed, overwhelmed, just as panicked. He shifted restlessly, stiffly, perhaps a million times in the last minute. Noise built up in his throat as he spoke but you were unable to hear clearly as your ears filled with buzzing. You tried to speak, but you couldn’t hear your own voice, too breathless and strained to make a sound.

You watched his eyes flicker, you saw the soot on his face and each strand of his hair as it waved in great detail, your world slowing down to a halt.

He stopped. You caught his eyes briefly, you saw as an idea formed, as his resolve hardened, and as he made his choice. You knew it would not be one he made for you.

“Hold on!” Hiccup shouted, as the other’s cries grew more intense, ears deaf to your pleas. He pushed away towards the other side of the cliff, running towards the others as their cage dipped once again.

There was a sharp pain in your chest, as if the nails you dug in with so despairingly were instead gripping your lungs, sharp and unforgiving.

Do you love me?

You were going to die.

You blinked away tears and snot and all the little, tiny shards of your heart that had gotten stuck in your eyes on their way out.

You just had to hold on. You just had to hold on until Hiccup got back.

You shouted something wild, something animal as your fingers gave, numb with cold and sliding loose even as you commanded them to grip tight. You had no way to fight, no thing in which to fight with as your hold weakened on the slippery rock.

Your nails hurt as they worked against rock and loose dirt, fragile roots and falling stones. Your fingers pained as they worked furiously against themselves.

Hiccup left you. He wasn’t going to come back. You were going to die before he came back.

It was like a stake had been shoved into your gut.

Hiccup left you.

You were going to die.

Your vision whited out.

You were going to die.

You couldn't hold on any longer.

You fell.

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tears0fsatan · 2 years

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Congrats on 350 followers!! Can I rq for a smut one shot of bratty leona x soft dom male reader? with the prompts of “you didn’t think i’d just let you get away with all this teasing, right? “you’re lucky that you’re cute.”

𖥻 characters... leona kingscholar x m!reader

𖥻 genre... nsfw oneshot

𖥻 warnings... nsfw!! minors, ageless blogs and fem aligned will be blocked, amab third year savanaclaw!reader, soft dom!reader, bratty!leona, established relationship, reader is kinda thirsty BAHAHA, just ... pure teasing, dirty talking, very light primal play LMFAO [never in my life did i think it'd come to this], pet names such as 'your highness', 'my grace', 'my prince', hair pulling, praising, degradation, not public but mentions others can hear them, oral [giving, it's not long], handjob [I FINALLY REMEMBERED THAT THIS A WORD THAT EXISTS], scratching, edging lol

𖥻 a.n... LETS GO SOFT DOM MY SPECIALTY!!!! idc what anyone says!!!! soft dom is top tier!!!!! n thank u for participating in the event hon! this req is :chefs kiss: i luv domming those who would usually be dom HAH ALSO FOR THE SAKE OF THIS ONESHOT LETS SAY UR A THIRD YEAR N NOT A FIRST YEAR OKAY 😭

🌐 % 3V3NT H3R3 @ __★

in the midst of your fourth period, you could feel something fluffy lightly graze your leg. you paid it no mind, you already knew who the culprit was. you turned your head to stare at the student in the neighbouring seat. the second prince of sunset savanna, leona kingscholar, your boyfriend, wasn’t looking at you, rather his gaze was focused on trein who was droning on about something you could hardly recall. though, by the way the end of his lip quirked up into his usual lazy smirk, you knew that his actions were purposeful.

the tail sat unmoving wrapped around your calf, bushy end flicking every now and then, so you turned your attention back to the professor. all was fine... for a total of five minutes.

you felt his tail slowly creep up your leg, finding home resting on your thigh. you sent leona a warning glare, bouncing your leg in an attempt to throw off the tail to no avail. you could hear a faint chuckle from him, which he quickly covered up with a cough. you saw the way lucius perked his head up and looked over at the two of you, and your gaze immediately snapped down to your notebook.

you brought your right hand down to your thigh, inconspicuously attempting to push his tail off of you. it didn't help, if anything, the action made it worse as the third year wrapped around your meaty flesh instead. you exhaled through your nose, rolling your eyes in defeat, and continued to listen to the boring lecture.

well... as long as he wasn't doing anything too distracting you suppose it wouldn't hurt to let him do so as he pleased, you thought to yourself as you took down notes.

some time had passed since he made a move, and you had believed that would've been the end to his teasing. oh, how naive.

there were only ten minutes left until the bell would ring when you felt the weight wrapped around your thigh shift. your eyes snapped to leona's side profile in panicked confusion. you noticed the smirk from earlier had grown wider, the ears that sat atop of his head flicked when your gaze shifted to them.

his tail grazed your inner thigh, slowly climbing up closer to your crotch. you bit your bottom lip in an attempt to stifle the sounds of confusion from slipping past your lips. with the way his actions grew bolder, you could tell how prideful the prince was feeling.

luckily for you, the bell rang before things could progress further. you immediately stood up, the tail that had made home on your lap slid off your thigh. without uttering a word, you quietly packed your things and got ready to leave. you turned to your boyfriend who was conveniently already looking at you, an amused glint evident in his eyes.

"you're lucky you're cute." you huffed out before hurriedly shuffling away, leaving before he got the chance to respond, though you could hear his laugh from behind you.

you were able to avoid him for the last two lessons, using the time to think of ways to get back at your boyfriend. you had a few ideas in mind as to how to keep the sly lion in place.

you thanked your lucky stars upon remembering that leona had spelldrive practice today, giving you more time to organise your thoughts and prepare. your pace quickened when you remembered that leona's room had the perfect view of the stadium, elated at the thought of conjuring up a suitable punishment for your little lion.

you cheerfully greeted your fellow dorm mates while making your way to leona's room. stopping by for a few seconds to engage in mindless small talk to maintain your appearance before taking the first chance you got to run off to your boyfriend's room.

you carelessly threw your things on his floor, uncaring to where they ended up, and plopped yourself face first onto his lavish bed. you sighed in contempt, exhausted after a long day of school and your boyfriend's constant teasing on top of it.

you laid in silence for a few minutes, soaking up the comfiness that his bed offered. you were nearly lulled to sleep until you heard groans coming from the direction of the field and were reminded of why you were in the dorm leader's room in the first place.

despite feeling like you were being weighed down, you forced yourself to get up and trudge towards the large windows across the room. you leaned against the pillar, your eyes zeroing on leona who was laying down on one of the lower benches, ruggie beside him to offer some shade against the the blazing heat.

you shook your head, sigh morphing into a chuckle at the predictiveness of the captain. he always skipped warmup, only there to participate in the practice games.

only after the other members of the team finished running laps around the stadium did he get up, tying his hair up in a low ponytail that always managed to leave you awestruck at his beauty. even from afar you could see the sweat that glistened on his skin, the hot temperatures of sunset savanna living up to its reputation.

three rounds later and everyone on the court had decided to rid themselves of their shirts, leona included. you found yourself perking up with a newfound energy after seeing your shirtless boyfriend, moving from where you had made yourself comfortable resting against the stone pillar to lean on the wooden railings of the balcony. you wolf whistled to under your breath, feasting your eyes to the sight of his taut muscles.

practice didn't end until the sun had set, yet despite being out in the blistering heat for hours, they still seemed energetic. save for one lion prince, of course. he was the first one to leave the stadium, sauntering down the stairs without even a single glance behind him.

with uncouth movements, you clumsily got yourself off the ground, dusting off the dirt that clung onto your shorts. you headed inside his room, having the courtesy as to close the shutters and turn on the lights.

belatedly realising you were still in your school uniform, you shuffled towards one of the random shirts leona had laying around and brought it close to your face. if it didn't omit a scent pungent enough to take out half the dorm, then it was good enough to wear.

dressed in only his baggy shirt and your boxers, you sat idly on the edge of his bed, waiting for your lion prince to walk through the door.

leona barely flinched when his eyes landed on the intruder making himself home on his bed, "hah?" he loudly sneered from the doorway, shutting the door behind him and crossing his arms over his chest.

he stood intimidatingly in front of his door, drenched shirt thrown over his shoulder, a sheen layer of sweat blanketing his skin. "why are you wearing my shirt?" he grunted out, eyebrows raised as he eyed you up and down.

you smiled at him, though you couldn't tear your eyes away from his muscular arms to his firm pecs and the droplet of sweat that rolled down in between his tits. the lion cleared his throat and your eyes immediately snapped to his.

you unabashedly grinned up at him despite the way his lips curled up to bare his sharp teeth at you, "welcome back! you worked hard... evidently." you whispered the end of your sentence in a playful manner, well aware he could hear. you quietly muttered a 'thanks for the meal' under your breath which he chose to ignore, throwing his shirt into a basket behind him and using the nearest towel laying around to wipe off the sweat.

the prince did his best to avoid you, looking everywhere but you. he walked around the room, picking up shirts that were strewn everywhere to give them a sniff, tossing the ones that were long overdue for a wash into the basket that sat in his corner. he soon found a black tank top that he deemed was clean enough to wear.

you began to feel lonely from the lack of attention and decided that just wouldn't do.

with his back turned towards you, you wrapped your arms around his abdomen, yet the lion prince unresponsive, though his tail almost instinctively, wrapped itself around your waist. you huffed, nuzzling your face into the muscle of his back. your breath fanned over the expanse of skin, goosebumps rising at your warm breath compared to the cool night air.

he didn't say anything, but you could feel his quickening heartbeat and hear the pants that grew harsher when you kissed the base of his neck. your hands glided over his abs, feeling up the smooth and firm muscles. his muscles tensed under your wandering fingers, goosebumps arising underneath your teasing touch.

"what are you doing?" he grumbled through gritted teeth, probably in an attempt to sound menacing but with one peek over his shoulder, you could see his growing erection.

you hummed, "i don't know, what does it look like i'm doing?" your nails lightly scratched his skin, not deep enough to leave welts but enough to send a shiver down his spine. you grinned against his back, trailing kisses from the divet of his shoulder blades to the juncture where his neck with his collarbones. while doing so, one of your hands drifted lower, ghosting over his hard length.

a sharp inhale came from leona when you palmed him through his shorts, his knees nearly buckling underneath him. you quickly changed positions, turning him around and pinning him to the nearest stonewall before he could even process what was happening.

he looked at you with hooded eyes, the hushed pants that fell from his lips made his chest rise and fall rapidly. his hair tie, that had kept his hair up for the past few hours, slipped off from the movement, his brown hair cascaded down his shoulders. you took a moment to give him a once over, noticing the sweat that coated his skin had begun to cool off, leaving his skin sticky.

your eyes drifted down to his lower half, his cock, which was merely half hard earlier due to the rush of training or your actions you couldn't determine, was now fully hard. if you were to pull down his shorts, there was no doubt his length would stand proudly against his stomach.

leona let out a grunt, your eyes snapping back to his as a response. "what's this?" your free hand glided over to his erection, gently palming it through his shorts. his hips automatically bucked into your palm, though you were quick to pull away before he could get that satisfaction.

from the corner of your eye, you could see his tail flicking around, out of annoyance or anticipation you weren't too certain. he had a new glint in his eye, one you recognised for when he say you as his prey, his little play thing.

in the mess of his hair, you could just make out the flicking of his left ear and for a moment you realised that if he really wanted to take you down, he could do so easily.

and yet, here you were.

"you didn’t think i’d just let you get away with all that teasing, right?" you kept your voice light yet stern, "i let you get away with it for so long... what do you suppose i do about it, your highness?" you finished with a playful hilt in your voice, relishing in the way his tail swished from side to side at the honorific.

you felt it before you heard the deep rumble coming from his chest and you smiled, "oh, i'm sorry, did you not want to be called that, my prince?" you continued teasing, the hands trapped in your hold struggled to loosen your grip, yet you held on tightly.

you pulled the end of his top up to his lips, nudging his lips with the material, "bite down on it." your tone left no room for defiance and with little resistance, the dorm leader did as told.

guiding his legs to part, you tugged down his shorts, his boxers along with it. you cooed at his cock that sprang up immediately upon being released from its confinement. the action had leona sharply inhaling through his nose, his dick twitching from the cold air that hit his sensitive skin.

his cock was big, you'd even go as far as to say it was larger than average. it was a struggle to wrap your hand around it, but it was enough to garner a reaction from him. precum beaded on his tip even though you hadn't done anything.

while nestling yourself in between his legs, you sent him a warning look, "keep your hands to yourself or i stop everything." before wrapping your lips around his length.

"mmf!" leona's muffled cry came from above you, his hands hovering over your head before ultimately settling beside him, nails digging into his palm. you lowered yourself as far as you could, your hands wrapping around the end you couldn't reach.

you hollowed your cheeks and moved back up, sucking harshly around his tip. you kept your eyes trained on his face, observing the way his eyes had fallen shut and his eyebrows furrowing while you sucked him off.

his stomach strained, tightening his abs and making the muscles more prominent. it was clear he was restraining himself from bucking his hips up into your mouth so as a result his back arched further off the wall.

your tongue teased his slit, the precum tasting bitter on your tongue. his cock twitched a few times at your teasing and you came off his dick with a wet 'pop!'.

the prince groaned, all husky and deep, his eyes shooting open and looking at you with frustration. you had sensed he was close to cumming, which was exactly why you stopped your ministrations in the first place.

one hand immediately went to replace the loss of your mouth, pumping his cock at a steady pace. your other hand soothed over the strained muscles, his hands latching onto your arm. you wanted to swat them off, but one look at his teary eyes fizzled out that thought.

"s-stop groping, a-ah!" his raspy voice was muffled by the damp cloth caught between his teeth but you could make out whay he was saying. you chuckled but your hands didn't stop, instead they continued to glide over the expanse of skin which slowly turned into you raking your nails over the firm muscles.

you gave a single firm pump before falling back into your set pace and the black cloth fell from his lips. now only a portion of his chest was bare, though the lack of exposure was made up for with his husky whimpers and grunts.

"quiet now, you don't want the other students to hear you, do you?" realistically, you were aware that no one could hear, and if they did, they wouldn't pay any mind to it, but it was rewarding to see your boyfriend grit his teeth and squeeze his eyes shut while his hips bucked into the warmth of your hand.

"i wonder what they would think if they heard their dorm leader whining like this." you cooed, your hands alternating their pace despite the glare you received.

the lion gripped tightly onto you, his long, untrimmed nails clawing into your forearm. the sound of his hushed pants growing rougher, his head tipped back onto the stone wall as his back arched into your touch. his sharp fangs bit down hard on his bottom lip in an attempt to silence the grunts that threatened to spill over, though it proved futile when you teased his slit.

"you're doing so well, my grace." you hummed, precum dribbled from his head at the praise. you flicked your wrist at his sensitive head and kissed the corners of his lips at the groan he let out.

"you're so lewd, rutting desperately into my hand right after spelldrive practice." if looks could kill, you'd have perished long ago.

"to think, the scary, demanding captain of the spelldrive team is here, falling apart in his boyfriends arms... aren't you a naughty one?" leona growled at your words, though he cut himself off with a loud, needy whimper. his cock twitched at your words, despite the strong reaction at the degradation and you couldn't help but chuckle.

"it's a shame that this is a punishment, i love seeing the face you make when you cum... though i will admit i like seeing the face you make when i don't let you cum a teeny bit more."

the teary eyes that snapped to yours just made the urge to tease him stronger.

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