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pia-nor481 · 2 months

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Long night, Hard ride

Oscar Piastri x reader smut

1.3k words (sorry it’s so short I struggled with the actual smut)

It was made very clear from their first interaction that Oscar didn't particularly like social events; work social events were no exception. As much as he enjoyed working with, and for, Mclaren, he didn't like any of the launches or parties. This party did not evolve the car and so Oscar was especially angsty, his whole body felt heavy, and it was starting to get difficult to keep proper posture. "You will be okay." She said, trying to comfort him, running her hand over his bicep clad in the black blazer. His eyes were slowly begging to fall, "I know, it's just too much and I'm so tired." Oscar liked to sleep in as much as he could, but the training combined with the early morning to prepare for with event didn't help. The divers were there to secure sponsors for next season, Lando was capable of speaking with sponsors for hours, he was so full of energy that it came easy to him. But Oscar struggled and so was hiding in a corner with his girlfriend. "It will be over soon, at least we have some peace for now." She looked around quickly before pecking his cheek; he smiled wide as she rubbed the lipstick off of his face. "Do you think we could sneak out?" Their drinks have long been empty and Oscar was leaning against the wall for a few minutes now. "I think Zak might give away your seat." She giggled

"I think we can get away with it." He whispered, wrapping his arm around her waist, guiding her towards the door. They practically hugged the wall trying to avoid human contact. She had to hold him up as they walked down the stairs towards the car. She held her hand out for the car key, not letting him drive in such a condition and ever the gentlemen, he still opened the door for her. The drive home was long, Oscar definitely fell asleep a few time, but the roads were rather deserted at this late hour, his hand remained firm on her thigh as she continued to hold the wheel. "We are almost home, ten more minutes." She whispered, his only response was a quiet hum. Oscar could stay awake now, but he didn't have the energy for much more; Completely lethargic, he stumbled out of the car and in through the front door.

"Come on." She said, dragging him up the stairs towards their shared bedroom; It was still very much a mess from the morning, Oscar was in a complete rush after waking up for the third time, she helped him get ready, not that it would have taken him very long on his own. He took a brief moment to stare, the dress was beautiful, and it fit her so well, Oscar would say it made her look perfect, more than usual. But that was all he could think as she pushed him out the door. It was not often that they were late, a skill Oscar must have perfected in his early years. She looked at him with an almost smug look, handing him the car keys. "I know I drive for a living, but surely you drive fine." His statement fell upon deaf ears. Oscar did not expect his words to change her decision, so he proceeded to the driver's side, with a quiet whine.

Even now, quiet huffs left his mouth, making a poor attempt to walk up the stairs. She knew he was tired, yet she couldn't help the feeling of desire. Seeing Oscar in a suit really did get her going, even just the sight of him could do the same, but tonight in particular, she just couldn't stop the arousal from coursing through her body. Oscar reached the bathroom rather swiftly and slowly began to remove his clothes, struggling with the buttons. "Please, Love, I need help." She giggled, walking closer, seeing the dishevelled man pouting. Selfishly, she undid each button as slow as possible, staring at him with a sultry look. Oscar noticed, but chose not to say anything. If he was honest, Oscar would say he preferred morning sex, a sure way to wake him up, and have a good start to the day. He also understood that waiting wouldn't be wise.

She turned slowly, as Oscar motioned for her to, wanting to help unzip her dress. He did so as fast as possible with the little energy he had. He was shocked at the sight before him; the matching set before him framed her perfectly. He felt a rush of blood flow through his body, warming him up slowly, with a lightly blush painting his skin. She turned back around slowly, meeting his lust filled gaze. Already feeling fuzzy, Oscar grabbed her hips softly to pull her closer, desperate for close contact. He didn't say a word as she began to kiss his neck slowly as he wanted her to feel good, blissful even. Yet she was nervous, curious as to how this would work; Oscar didn't have the energy to fuck her the way she desired, the way she deserved, but that wouldn't stop him.

His hand found a home on the small of her back as he guided her back towards the bed. "As much as I want to, I can't fuck you tonight." Oscar whispered, laying down on his side of the bed with a loud sigh. She pouted at his remark as he smirked, closing his eyes. "Come here." There was a moment of silenced accompanied by hesitation, it took a while for her to register that she actually had to move towards him. He smiled up at her as she rested on the bed beside him, he was giddy despite the late hour, perhaps becoming slightly delirious. Oscar head the quiet pads of her feet against the floor and smiled, he got truly excited when he felt the bed dip slightly. "Be good...And straddle me." She was originally sat there peacefully, knees together, waiting for an instruction, so she was keen when she heard Oscar's voice.

With her knees around Oscar's hip, she smiled, endorphins running through her body. "No, no, Baby, I need one of your legs to be between mine." His voice had dropped an octave and likely some volume, not quite a whisper. She was confused to begin with, expecting to ride him. "Straddle my thigh, that's it." She listened carefully to every word, focusing on every syllable. She pushed her cunt against his thick thigh, enjoying the pressure. Oscar's hands quickly, made way to her hips, grasping lightly. "Now, I need you to slowly rock your hips for me." She did so in awe, moving slowly, feeling pressure build up in her lower abdomen. Rocking back and forth was easy, getting the right pressure and speed was difficult; She placed a hand on his chest, needing support. "That's it, Good girl." Oscar's grip harshened, he pushed and pulled on her hips, helping her grind faster and harder, heightening her pleasure. "Please, Oscar, need you." Her mind was too full, all full of Oscar and how he feels.

His thigh was covered in her, soaked in her wetness. Her whines quickly became moans as he edged her on, sucking lightly at her neck. Oscar could feel her cunt twitching with every movement. "So good for me, cum, cum for me Love." Her eyes were closed as her head dropped back, Oscar smiled at her legs shaking, struggling to keep her body up right. She collapsed on his chest, seeing stars while giving raged breaths. Oscar's hands began to draw shapes onto her skin as he hugged her close, pulling the blanket over their bodies he spoke, "I'm wide awake now"

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marble-anime · 1 year

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Lollipop

Pairing: Juuzou Suzuya x Reader

Summary: You explain to Juuzou what a blowjob is after he asks you about a joke that he didn’t understand. Of course, Juuzou being Juuzou, wants to know what it feels like.

Disclaimer: Minors DNI

Warnings: groping, mentions of castration, blowjobs

Word Count: 1.7k

“Can you take my shoes off?” Juuzou asked, plopping down on the end of your bed.

“Sure,” you said, shrugging off your work clothes.

After you changed into more comfortable clothes, you made your way to the bed and kneeled in front of him. Your boyfriend tilted his head, quietly admiring you as you untied his laces. You’d been together for roughly around six months. In that time you taught him about traditional relationship customs such as holding hands, hugging, kissing, etcetera.

He found that doing these things with you filled him with that same pleasant tingling sensation that he would get whenever you were around him even before you started dating. Although being with you helped him sort out his feelings, both about you and in general, he still had a lot to learn about his own self-discovery. He remembered something he’d heard earlier. “What’s the difference between having the same job for 20 years and having the same wife for 20 years?”

You raised a brow at the odd question but didn’t think too much of it. After all, with his lack of understanding of basic human emotions and behaviors, he didn’t really filter anything he wanted to say. “What?”

“The job still blows,” he finished the joke in his usual cheery tone.

You froze midway through sliding off his shoe and slowly glanced up at him. Sure he’d said some inappropriate and offensive things before, but never anything sexual like that. Honestly, you weren’t even sure he knew exactly what sex consisted of. Seeing the confusion practically plastered across your face, Juuzou explained, “Seidou told me that joke today.”

He nudged your thigh with his foot, urging you to finish removing his shoes. “I didn’t really get it. Do you?”

You pulled off his shoes and set them to the side, unsure of what to say. Figuring there was no way to sugarcoat it, your answer was blunt, “His joke was about blowjobs, Juuzou.”

He stared at you, big crimson eyes resembling that of a confused puppy. “What’s a blowjob?”

“Um,” your face flushed, “a blowjob is like…”

He nodded for you to continue, not understanding why you were so shy all of a sudden. You hesitated, not sure how he would feel about your next words. “It’s when someone sucks your dick.”

“Why?” he asked.

Damn him, you thought, couldn’t he see how uncomfortable you were? Your voice wavered as you answered, “Because it feels good.”

“Oh.” He seemed to drift away in thought which made the situation feel even more awkward to you. God, you felt like you could die of embarrassment. You debated getting up and leaving the room, avoiding him and pretending like this conversation never took place. While you were wallowing in humiliation, a subtle blush adorned Juuzou’s face as he leaned back on his palms. “Do you wanna give me a blowjob?”

His question washed away your unease but now a new nervousness was growing inside you. “Do you want me to give you one?”

He smiled boyishly and shrugged, “Sure.”

“Okay.” Your eyes trailed down between his legs.

“So,” he drawled, trying to relieve the tension, “How do we do this?”

“I mean,” you paused, “we have to get it hard first.” Your hand settled on his knee. “Can I touch you?”

“Yeah,” he nodded.

With his permission, you slid your hand up his thigh. Just as you were about to touch him, you stopped for a moment. Your gaze flickered back up to meet his eyes, to make sure that this was okay.

“Hurry up,” he whined, impatiently.

Leaving your doubts behind, you pawed at his clothed cock. His breath hitched at the feeling of your palm gently rubbing him. He couldn’t think of the words to describe what he was experiencing. This new feeling was strange and foreign to him but he couldn’t deny that it was very pleasant.

Meanwhile, you felt very discouraged. Between his sudden inhale and lack of an erection, you were starting to regret even entertaining the conversation, much less engaging with him physically. With the embarrassment creeping back in, you went to pull away. But before you could get too far his hand, pale and covered in red stitches, was placed over your own. “Don’t stop.”

His stitches brushed against your knuckles as he pressed you into him harder. You continued to grope his cock, this time with a lot more pressure. You were filled with mirth and excitement when you felt him harden in your grasp. It seemed he just needed a little more effort than most.

Once he was fully erect, you undid his pants while he pulled his suspenders off his shoulders. He lifted his hips so you could pull down his pants enough for his cock to spring free. When you finally saw it you froze. The problem wasn’t his cock itself, in fact, it was quite pretty. But the lower half of his anatomy was missing, replaced with a scar. You went to say something but you couldn’t find the right words.

“It’s not a problem, is it?” Juuzou asked, painfully aware of what caused your reaction. Although he expected as much, it hurt him to think that you may be disgusted by him. He had been hoping that you wouldn’t even notice even though he knew it was unrealistic.

You snapped out of your daze and shook your head, trying to seem unfazed. “No, of course not.” You meant it, you loved him in any way he came, it was just a shock at first that's all. But now you wondered if going further would be cruel. Would he be able to reach his peak or would you just be teasing him the entire time? Suddenly it made sense why he was having trouble getting hard. “I just don’t know if I’ll be able to make you cum. I don’t want you to be in pain if we start something we can’t finish.”

He was relieved that you didn’t think he was a freak. And the fact that you were concerned for him made his skin burn and his head go fuzzy. This time it was his voice that was shaky as he spoke, “Well, there’s only one way to find out right?”

You leaned in and pressed a kiss to his pink tip making his cock jump. “Oh!” You licked a stripe up his cock before engulfing it in your hot mouth. “Ooo.” Juuzou giggled in delight when you began to bob your head. His stomach and thighs tensed involuntarily at the feeling of your mouth sucking and squeezing him.

Soon his moans changed from surprised ‘ohs’ to pleasurable ‘ahs’. When you looked up you realized why. His head was thrown back but you could still see his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth. You wondered if he knew how feminine he could be sometimes, or if it was just a force of habit. As he rolled his head forward, drool dripped from the corner of his lips to his jaw and down his neck.

His crimson eyes met yours and he smiled seeing your mouth stuffed with his cock. He gasped when you swirled your tongue around his tip. “Oh! Do that again!” You dragged your lips up his cock and stopped at the tip, gently sucking and swirling your tongue. Then you dipped your head until your lips reached the base, using your tongue to massage the underside of his cock.

You settled into a slow rhythm, taking your time to stroke and slurp his cock. He brushed a piece of your hair behind your ear in an affectionate manner. “I really like the sounds you're making,” he said in reference to the sucking and slight gagging noise that echoed through the room. You hummed as if to return the compliment, the vibrations you sent through his cock drew more pretty moans from him.

His hips jerked as he felt a fire building in the pit of his stomach. “I-I think I might be close to cumming.” He was unsure but he didn’t know what else it could be. The pleasure he felt was now electric, almost becoming too much to handle. “It feels really good.”

Instinctively you brought up a hand to massage his balls before you remembered the scar. So instead you wrapped your hand around his cock. Pumping your fist around the shaft while your mouth worked at his tip. You found your answer when your mouth was flooded with his cum. It was very runny and you couldn’t tell if it was because of his castration or if that was just the way it was.

You pulled off his softening cock, swallowing his release and collecting what dripped from the corner of your mouth with your thumb. Before you could lick it off Juuzou grabbed your wrist. “Can I try it?”

With all of his oddities, you shouldn’t have been surprised. You let him wrap his lips around your finger, getting a taste of his own essence. His face scrunched up. “You drank all of that?”

You laughed, even in his after-sex glow he was still so unapologetically himself.

The next day when you both arrived at the CCG everything seemed normal. Until the elevator doors closed and you two were alone. He stared at you deep in thought. “What’s on your mind ‘Zuya?”

He leaned his body into yours, effectively pushing you against the wall. Before you knew what had happened his fingers were shoved into your mouth. Desire stirred within him as he watched with dark, lidded, eyes while your lips were wrapped around his fingers. A shiver ran up his spine when your tongue traced his stitches. When the elevator doors opened again he pulled away, a string of spit connecting from your lips to his fingers. Juuzou suggested with his usual peppy tone, “You should give me another blowjob sometime.”

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stars1997 · 1 month

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left alone

Paring(s): Jack Hughes x Fem!Reader (Trevor Zegras's sister) Warnings: NSFW!!! Smut, making out, p in v, unprotected sex, oral (F receiving), getting caught, swearing, very vocal jack, desperate jack, Use of y/n, nicknames (baby, good girl), not edited.(let me know if i missed any) Summary: y/n gets invited to the Hughes's lake house this summer with her brother. She and Jack end up having the house to themselves. Jack then finds out that she has had a crush on him.

word count: 1.9k

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All the boys were supposed to be out getting food for this big barbeque they wanted to have tonight. I was lying in bed, trying to find something to watch on Netflix, just happy to have the house to myself even if it’s only for a short time.

This summer has been crazy. The lake house has been filled with a bunch of rowdy hockey players, and being the only girl in the house, it can sometimes get overwhelming.

After what felt like ages of trying to figure out the TV and then pick something to watch, I finally decided to watch Mamma Mia.

This was my first time coming to the lake house. Normally, it’s just Trevor who gets invited.

Ellen thought it was a good idea for the boys to invite me. I have been cooped up in my dorm room all school year, so I needed a good vacation.

I also think she told them to invite me because she knew that you have had a crush on Jack for a while now.

As I was pulling the comforter over my legs there was a knock at the door. But before I could answer, they just let themselves in.

Jack walks into the room and tosses himself onto the bed. “Hey.” He says his voice monotone as he puts his hands under his head before his head hits the pillow, his eyes focused on the TV mounted on the wall in front of the bed.

He gives the TV a weird look and reaches for the TV remote. He was already changing the channel before I could even register what was going on. Jack and I have never really hung out alone. So, him choosing to hang out with me caught me off guard.

“Hey, I was watching that!” I say, reaching over to try and take it out of his hand.

“Mama Mia sucks. I’m putting on Jaws,” he says, still no emotion in his voice as he speaks.

“Don’t you have a TV in your room? Why did you have to come into mine to watch it?” he scoffs at me like I’m supposed to know why he’s in my room.

“Jaws is scary. I was also lonely because the guys left without me to go get the food,” he says, turning the volume up on the TV. I let out a huff and rested my back against the headboard.

Jack made himself comfortable as I picked up my phone to text my friend about what was happening.

y/n:

Jack is in my room right now. He just walked in and changed the movie that I was watching. I don’t know why he couldn’t just watch it in his room. He told me that he was lonely.

y/f/n:

Omg! He totally likes you! You should tell him that you like him.

y/n:

No, I'm not doing that. Are you crazy? He’s just going to laugh in my face and then it’s just going to be awkward between us.

y/f/n:

I mean why else would he be in your room right now if he didn’t like you? I say go for it! I love you and all but I'm tired of hearing you talk about how hot he looks when he has just woken up and that you wish he would just rip your clothes off you.

y/n:

Whoa! I have never said that!

y/f/n:

You didn’t have to I always know what you are thinking about. That’s why we’re best friends. Now go and get your man.

You know that nothing could ever happen between you two. Trevor would not be happy to find out that his best friend is getting with his sister.

I place my phone down and get up to go grab a snack. When I come back to the room I see Jack looking through my phone.

“Why the hell are you going through my phone? How the fuck did you even get into my phone? It was locked when I left.” Putting the bowl of popcorn down, I run over to where he’s now sitting on the side of the bed and snatch my phone out of his hands.

“It kept dinging, and I see you type in your code all the time,” he said a smirk now on his face. “So… you have a crush on me?” The smirk never left his face.

“No. What would make you think that,” I say trying to play it off. Trying to act like he wasn’t just looking through your messages with your friend. “Well, first you’re a horrible liar. Second, you are texting your friend about how you think I'm so hot when I have just woken up and that you wish I would rip the clothes off you.” I’m now painfully aware of how close we are to each other. I’m standing so my legs are in between his.

“Now what if I told you that I have liked you for years? And it’s been hell not being able to tell you.” He looks up at me as I cross my arms at what he’s saying. “You're just messing with me because you now know that I like you. So, qui-” He cuts me off by standing up and kissing me.

“Is this ok?” His voice is almost a whisper, almost too quiet for me to hear over the movie that’s still playing. like he was scared to ask.

I shake my head yes. His lips find mine again. The kiss is hard and fast like he was scared I might pull away. “I have been wanting to kiss you for so long,” He says, bringing one of his hands up to cup the back of my neck. His other hand finds its way to my lower back, right above my ass, as he kisses me again.

His hands now travel to the back of my thighs picking me up and wrapping my legs around his waist. He sits back down on the edge of the bed. My hips rocking against him, trying to relieve the tension that has grown between my thighs.

He lets out a grunt, moving both his hands up to my waist so he can help me grind against him. “Fuck. If you keep going, I'm going to cum soon,” he says, still grinding me against the bulge in his pants. “Jack. Please, I need you,” I say, my voice all breathy and whiny.

That’s all he needs to hear before he picks me up and tosses me on the bed. I pull my shirt over my head throwing it to the side. He climbs over me, taking the waistband of my sleep shorts in his hands, and pulling them off me. I’m now in nothing but my underwear. His eyes rake over my body before he kisses me again.

His lips travel down my body to right above my underwear. He hooks his finger in my underwear and pulls it down, placing a few kisses on my thighs as the cold air hits my wet folds.

“Fuck, you're beautiful. If I had known that you liked me as well, I would have asked you out a long time ago,” he says before he hooks his arms around my legs, his hands holding me down at my hips. Kissing me one last time on my thigh before he licked up my folds, sucking my clit into his mouth.

I let out a gasp that turned into a loud moan. His tongue flicks over my clit as he sucks. I try to buck my hips up, his hands keep me in place. His beard scruff rubbing my thighs, creating a burning feeling, and adding to the pleasure. My hands make their way to his hair, tugging hard. He lets out a few grunts as he switches from sucking my clit to lapping at my entrance, making me moan.

“Jack! Fuck, I'm getting close. Don’t stop!” My hands still tugging at his hair. His hands grip my thighs as he pulls me closer to his face. Letting out more grunts he moves back to sucking and licking at my clit.

A loud moan leaves my mouth and my back arches off the bed. “Jack! Oh god. Yes. I’m-.” My sentence gets cut off with another loud moan as my orgasm hits me hard.

“Fuck y/n. you taste so fucking good," he says, kissing his way back up my body, stopping to suck on my nipples.

When his lips make it to mine, I can taste myself on his lips. He pulled away to take his shirt off, now only in his gray sweatpants. A wet spot where the tip of his cock sits pressing against the fabric.

“Lay down I want to ride you,” I say making my way to straddle him.

I reach my hands out and touch his chest. Running them down so they rest on the waistband of his sweats. Only pulling them down enough to pull his cock out.

My thumb slides over the tip and he lets out a hiss. “Come on baby don’t tease me.” His lips form into a little pout.

I adjust myself so I’m now hovering over his cock. I run his tip through my folds, and he lets out little whines. I slowly slide him in, and he tries his best to hold back a moan. “Fuck! Baby, you're so tight. You feel so good around me. Move baby. Need to you move please.” His voice is desperate.

His hips bucking up into me. I start bouncing, and my head tips back from the pleasure. I feel his hand slide from my hips up to my breasts. I let out a loud moan as he rolled my nipples between his fingers.

“Shit. You're doing good. Such a good girl for me.” He thrust to meet my movements. “Jacky! Yes!” My nails run down his chest. With every thrust, he lets out a little whine and mumbles curse words under his breath.

We were too focused on each other to hear the front door close downstairs or the footsteps up the stairs.

“y/n! Jack! Come help us bring in the food,” Quinn yells as he makes his way up the stairs. Shocked expressions make their way onto our faces as we scramble to move away from each other. I grab the closest thing to cover me, it so happens to be Jack's shirt pulling it over me. Jack pulls up his sweatpants and I'm sliding on my underwear right when the door opens.

“y/n have you seen-” Quinn’s mouth drops open and looks between the two of us. Then he lets out a laugh. “Oh boy. Trevor is not going to be happy about this,” Quinn laughs. “Trevor! You owe me twenty dollars!” Quinn rushes out of the room and back down the stairs. I look at Jack wondering if he knew what Quinn was talking about. He looks at me just as confused. We make our way down the stairs following Quinn into the kitchen.

“You owe me twenty dollars,” Quinn says with a big smile on his face. “No! I told you I was not making a bet on when your brother and my sister were going to hook up. That’s gross bro. Jack, I’ll beat your ass later but right now we have a barbeque to host!” Trevor makes his way back outside. Me and jack just look at each other in shock.

“you guys knew?” I ask, now very confused. “Yeah! Your crush on him was so obvious to everyone, well except to him,” Trevor yelled into the house. Everyone let out a small laugh as they went out to help Trevor outside.

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lyomeii · 1 year

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never forgetting about you

->warnings: yandere themes, manipulation, angst, maybe this can be read without being yandere at all? Spoiler from the main story ending

-> request by anon! Hi 👋 I know I requested the same thing, but I forgot to add some details. Can you do a yandere sung jin woo where the reader is from the real world but falls in love with sung jin woo even though the reader knew that he was going to fall in love with who I forgot her name is so the reader gives him a yellow tulip flower ( which I think means love from one side ) and then the reader goes back to the real world and after some years sung jin woo brings the reader back and keeps them with him (sorry English isn't my first language :) anyway have a good day ♥︎~

->a/n: have a good day too anon! I loved writing this one since i never got a request like that before :) it was kinda of a challenge, but trust me that only made me more happier when I finished this. and I changed the flower, since i do know that yellow roses means friendship.

-> maybe this was all a dream, a really realistic one, yet you don’t seem to find a way to awake from it no matter what. you are living in a apartment in south korea, that’s fine and you can handle it, you are a grown up adult inside a teenager body who knows to take care of yourself… but the huge portal in front of your ‘home’ was what caught you off the guard.

-> the design was similar and didn’t took much time to realize you are inside the world of solo leveling, as much that sound exciting and a little weird, you felt something bad coming up. Could that be since you know how the story is going to end? Probably so, but it’s a dream so why not spend your short time here to met this new place?

-> you didn’t care if it a school day or not, you dressed in comfortable clothes, got your backpack and began walking around the streets while admiring every corner. Even with you being incapable to enter the portals for oblivious reasons, seeing such new environment is enough to make you wonder if this truly a dream, not to mention the delicious desserts that you brought during you little journey til sun dawn.

-> the next day, you got scared when you realize you still inside of this new world, where your new parents discovered you ditch class to walk around. That’s don’t sound well neither the grounding you received it from them, you felt bad with how worried they look and the many tears in their eyes, making you feeling so guilty about it. Such a great way to find out you are stuck in solo leveling forever.

-> getting used to this new life and world is actually fast? studying is now easier since you were a graduate in past life, your slowly gained your parents’ again and continue to have what you consider a normal life if you don’t count the many portals and hunter you saw in daily bases, since one of your parents is an A-rank healer and the other one works for the Korean Hunters Association, in which area? You never bothered to ask.

-> they are pretty busy with their job, yet they always made time to spend with you growing up and letting you choose what path in life you wish to have. Many people were somehow disappointed when you told that you have no desire to become a hunter like your parent, much to their happiness, knowing that you are save from dangerous situations and seeing you following your dreams to reach whatever is inside your mind.

-> what they don’t know is that your dreams ( as much it sound stupid ) is to meet the many characters you adore from the story. It don’t need to be a full interaction or get to met them and friend them, just to be near them already make you feel happier. However it didn’t took much time to met some of them as you expected.

->first you met no other than the chairman of the hunter’s association, Go Gumhee, who turned out to be a closer friend of one your parents, how much you wished to learned more about your family prior of this meeting. The old man was what you expected, someone kind and somehow fun to be around, not to mention he treats you as a family member and his wife enjoy your presence.

-> and when you grown up to leave school and to get a properly job, the old man offered one at his work, but you denied and decided to enroll in the university in order to get a degree for one of the courses there. Life going normal, yet one day you manage to met another character you love, the protagonist himself, Sung Jinwoo.

-> he is already taller and more mature by appearance, meaning the incident already happen and now he is in his way to become the strongest hunter of all times, that only make you even more excited to let him and that what you do in the first opportunity.

-> with the excuse to visit one your parents at work, you manage to met with the chairman and he introduced you to the most recent S-hunter of south korea. Honestly, you don’t know how you didn’t pass out nor asked for an autograph, could that be you were to shocked to believe in your eyes?

-> that moment happen so fast and of course, you expect to never met the protagonist again nor have a great importance in his life, regardless of being thrown inside of this world, you don’t have any special skill that make you different than most people, yet something manage to bring you two together as closer friends.

-> it was weird, to befriend the main protagonist who everyone wants to be closer, but you just got enough luck to be considered someone important in his life. Jinwoo even introduced you to his sister and mother, both who adore you in their life, not to mention the many dinners you had with them.

-> stupidly you were in love with Jinwoo, well who wouldn’t fall in love with a man like him? Gorgeous, cares about his family, good personality and an amazing cook? You did and so did —-. You can’t really blame her neither the many girls who fall over his charms, however you always knew you didn’t stood a chance with the person he is going to end with, the story is already finished when you got inside this world and you fear that you might be here one day.

-> in what seemed to be another day in your life, you gave Jinwoo a yellow rose to him before he left to another dungeon. His cheek went little red, mostly due the fact that none has ever gave him a flower, his sweet smile almost melt you immediately.

-> he thanked for such gift and left after hugging you while speaking how much your existence to him meant a lot and how he wishes to never loses you. Oh. that was weird, did something bad to Jinwoo to say something like this? Maybe, but your head is spinning so much that you can’t even think about that now.

-> the moment you stepped inside your apartment, you vision where fully black and you couldn’t hear anything nor feel when your body hit the cold ground. There is something holding you back from waking up and opening your eyes, but the sound and smell did help you recognize where you are. A hospital.

-> for what you thought to be ages, you finally open your eyes to confirm your suspicions. Laying down in a hospital bed and to make things even more crazier, you are back to the real world, not inside solo leveling. Was all of that a dream? It felt so real and you live there for years, but, according to the doctors, it was probably a dream since you were only in a coma for a few days.

-> you really don’t know what to do. was that all a dream? Those moment you had with yours parents from that world were fake? Like the people you interact there such the chairman, Jinah and even Jinwoo himself are nothing but part of your mind, still you keep those memories inside your heart, regardless of being real or not, you enjoyed every second at their side.

—

-> Jinwoo panicked when hearing the news from your parents. You just vanished from your apartment, your classmates nor coworkers saw for a few days and now you are considered missing.

-> how could that happen? you gave him that flower to him and disappear from earth, he told many of his shadow to search for you in all place of the world and yet, no sign of you anywhere. Just like you never existent at all, like you were part of their imagination, but the memories he and many others have means that you are real, just missing.

-> he desperate wants to look after you to find answer to why you vanish and where you are now, but with so many things happening right now. The monarchs are going to attack soon and he have to be there to stop them, Jinwoo has no other option than searching for you after the whole situation get solved.

-> and that he does, when he uses the cup of reincarnation, jinwoo spend years fighting the many the monarchs and monster send to defeat him, only to him being the victorious one. when he did return and began a normal life, he start looking for a way to look after you with the help of his shadow and that ‘person’ that has connections with the rulers.

-> his shadows didn’t find a trace of you and your parents even married in this new timeline, they didn’t have children, leaving bothering the rulers to know why your existence ceased and being scared, they told Jinwoo the true.

-> honestly, he never saw that coming, hearing that you are from another world and that you are back to your world almost broken him down in instant. He loves you and you left him so easily, is there any way to bring you back? Any way to use his power to make you stay at his side?

-> the rulers saw no other option than answering him and of course told him a way to bring you back with a relic of them, of course Jinwoo didn’t hesitate to bring you back to this world using the said object. And in minutes, you are back to this world, almost.

-> you exist now in this world, but you are laying down in a hospital bed in a coma that doctors fears that you won’t wake up soon. for what he knows, someone find you in a terrible state in their way to work and brought you to the closest hospital, where you are now staying. without any information about your identity or family, a doctor from the hospital and their significant other, a businessperson. those two were your parents originally in this world.

-> everything is going back together, except for you and him, Jinwoo feels that even you are back in this world, he feels empty and lonely. He can spend his time at your side, but can’t hear your sweet voice nor you laughs when he tells a stupid joke.. was this a mistake? Bringing you back in such state? Were you happier in your original world? He hopes to learn more about your true self when you finally wake up.

-> but for now, the doctors and your legal guardians wonder who is responsible for leaving so many gorgeous flowers in your room daily.

@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost

#yandere headcanon #yandere imagine #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere male #yandere manhwa #manhwa x reader #yandere solo leveling #solo leveling imagine #solo leveling x reader #sung jinwoo imagine #yandere sung jin woo #sung jin woo x reader

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ICE SKATING | (l.norris)

summary: you convince Lando to go ice skating with you

wordcount: 1k words

pairing: landonorris x fem!reader

warnings: none!

notes: I literally wrote this all today, while stressing that I‘ve almost nothing written for the rest, and I’m going on a trip right before Christmas, idk how I’m going to keep uploading😭

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”Come on, Lando, it’s going to be fun!“

”Fun?“

”Yes!“

You were trying to convince Lando to go ice skating with you, he wasn’t the biggest fan of gliding over the frozen water, but every year you had to at least once go ice skating. Monaco had opened an ice rink, you begged Lando to come, and he gave in after a twenty minutes discussion.

Right now, you two were walking to the city, in the middle of the city waited the ice rink, it was freezing and you were wearing your thickest winter jacket, gloves, and two pairs of pants. Lando was wearing almost the same, a thick winter jacket and gloves, a beanie on each head of yours. Hands were intertwined and put in Lando’s pocket, so they wouldn’t freeze, even with the gloves on.

The closer you got to the middle of the city, the slower Lando got, he really tried everything so he didn’t need to go, not because he doesn’t want you to be happy, but because he‘s scared of falling and hurting himself.

”If it’s too crowded, I‘d rather go another day, I don’t want people to see us and post us somewhere. I don’t want you to be portrayed badly on the internet, people will make fun of you if you skate weirdly or even fall.“

”You’re the sweetest baby, and I promise you, if it’s too much, we‘ll go back. And you can also say you’re too scared of falling and it being all over the internet, that’s fine too“, you squeezed his hand.

When you arrived at the rink and it wasn’t too full, it was a Tuesday and late in the morning, just people that were on vacation in Monaco or had a free day were able to skate around. You and Lando went to the lady behind the counter and rented two pairs of skates, Lando paid, much to your dismay. The blue skates weren’t the most fashionable, but they did the job, you put your bag into a locker, near the entrance, and sat down on a bench to change from your normal shoes to the skates. When Lando got up, he was already wobbling around, not walking comfortably to the ice. He held onto the railing when he put his first foot on the ice, you chuckled slightly, before joining him. With a gentle push of the edge, you glided over the ice, the first few meters were a little wonky as well, but quickly you got the hang of it. Sliding back to Lando, you tried to help him stand up normally. He was hunched over the railing, trying to hold himself and not slip, you held yourself up with one hand on the railing and the other at Lando’s hip, pulling your boyfriend to stand on the ice. When he was balancing himself, with stretched arms and fast breathing, you grabbed his hands and stood with him until he felt comfortable enough to start moving.

With one hand constantly on the railing, and one hand in yours, he slowly started gliding over the ice, well, gliding is a wrong word, more like walking. Putting one foot in front of the other, he did start to get more comfortable, for a second he was even able to let go of the railing before he started to falter. Before you could reach him and hold him up, he fell down on his bum, laughing as soon as the first shock was done.

You couldn’t contain your laughter at the sight of him, trying to get up by himself, he kept sliding away when he put his foot in front of himself. You grabbed the railing with both hands and told him to pull himself up on your clothes, grabbing your legs, he could finally stand up again.

”Should we try to go for a few meters?“

”I just fell on my ass! Do you think I‘m ready?“

Lando was laughing and you couldn’t stop either, you knew this was going to be not an easy ride, but you didn’t expect it to be that hard. But Lando wasn’t going to ruin this for you, and grabbed back to the railing, holding your hand, and started walking again.

”Maybe you should glide instead of walking, put one foot in front of the other and push yourself with the other foot, then your gliding.“

He did what you said, and actually started gliding over the ice, smiling brightly at you, when he was able to not look at his feet.

You slightly pulled him over the ice, his hand always on the railing, but less tense, he actually started to enjoy it. The feeling of gliding over the ice, he could get used to it, maybe taking you here again before you would leave for Christmas.

”Should we try without the railing? I‘ll hold you.“

He nodded and grabbed your hand tighter, slowly releasing the hand on the railing. His mouth opened with shock when he did the first step and didn’t fall, doing the next step with much more confidence. You pulled him more towards the middle of the rink, he did slip on the way there, but before he could fall on his bum again, he stabilized himself and could glide with you, stretching out an arm all the time to keep his balance. Quickly you pressed a kiss on his lips, quietly thanking him for doing this with you.

”Let’s do one round and then maybe we can take a break and drink something.“

”Yes please.“

Lando nodded heavily, and held on tight to your hand, while slowly gliding around the ice. Next to the rink was a small booth where you could get drinks and small snacks, with the ice skates still on, you made your way to the booth and ordered your favorite hot drink, and Lando settled on some tea. You sat on the chairs and smiled at Lando.

”Thank you for doing that with me, I know how scared you were.“

”Anything baby, you know that.“

#lando norris #lando norris imagine #formula 1 #lando norris x you #lando norris x reader #lando norris fluff #lando norris x y/n #lando x reader #lando norris one shot #lando imagine #christmas

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salsasvault · 4 months

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this popped up into my brain and i decided to write it instead of my paper due on monday

nsfw below, mdni

gym!ghost x reader

tw: pervy simon, mentions of stalking

It was the new year, meaning the collective motivation to be better than the year before was flowing through everyone, including you. The past year had been a whirlwind, and so celebrating the new year felt right.

Like most, you decided this would be the year you focused on yourself, that 3 am motivation to change your life coursed through your veins and so you impulsively bought a gym membership.

You had joined the gym once, trying it out for a couple of days then shying away, all the different equipment required far too much learning and you simply didn't have the time. But this year you felt motivated enough that you would try.

And so on the first day, your membership was activated you made your way over to the local gym, dressed in the new sportswear you had bought the weekend prior.

Parking your car you walk in, a small bag in hand, still unsure what you're supposed to bring to the gym, so you settled with a water bottle and a change of clothes.

At the front desk, you're greeted by a man in his late 40s, he went over the basics, where everything was, how to get in if there was no staff, and the basic rules.

After your introduction you headed to the lockers, securing your bag inside, you popped your earbuds in, the playlist you made especially for today filled your ears, and you headed straight for the treadmill.

Sure it's stereotypical for a first-time gym goer to only use the treadmill, but you just needed to get a lay of the land and so what if that's the only thing you did while you were there, who really was looking?

Simon joined this gym a few months ago, after getting stir-crazy in his small flat, he thought what better way to spend his leave than working out?

With nothing to do, during every leave, he would come to the gym, spend 2-4 hours doing whatever he felt kept his body sharp, then he’d head home, eat, sleep, and repeat. It was a grim cycle, only interrupted by Soap's persistent invites to local pubs and deployment. That was until he saw you.

A normal Tuesday for him, he had been in for roughly an hour when you walked in, it was a small local gym so they rarely got newcomers however because of the new year it was to be expected. He paid no mind, not even a glance at whoever had walked in, and went back to whatever workout he found himself doing.

That however didn't last long, mid lift his eyes caught sight of the shy little thing on the treadmill. One of the only women occupying the space. You were dressed in basic workout clothes but he'd never seen them look better on anyone. He could tell you were shy, unsure of your surroundings by the way your eyes darted around the room, taking in every machine, each person.

You were trying to acclimate yourself and wasn't that cute. A slight smile played on his lips but he didn't let it last long, going back to finishing his set.

He continued his workout, observing you at every chance he got, and by the end of the hour it looked like you had enough and were headed to leave. He watched you wipe the sweat off your forehead with the back of your hand, his mind thinking about you wiping your mouth the same way after he'd filled it.

He mindlessly shot up to follow you.

After an hour on the treadmill, you decide that was more than enough for one day, especially your first day. And so you wiped at any sweat gathering on your forehead and headed to the locker room.

The gym had showers but you weren't too comfortable using them just yet. Though this gym was uncrowded, it consisted of mainly men and you were unsure how you felt about that.

You open the locker, get your stuff, and close it, only to be startled by a man you hadn't heard come in.

"Sorry! Didn't hear you come in." tensing immediately, you nervously laugh. He was at least 6'2 maybe 6'3, towering above you.

"S'alright didn't mean to startle ya'" His reply was smooth, voice deep. "It's no problem." You give him a smile, standing awkwardly, unsure of where this interaction was going.

After what felt like a couple of awkward minutes, he talks again.

"Just wanted to introduce myself, Simon Riley, saw your new 'ere and thought having a friend might help." He gave you a soft smile, one that seemed genuine, not like the countless creepy ones you've received during your short time here, and so you relax, just a bit, thanking god that he wasn't fully a creep

"Oh thank you! that's really nice of you, it'd be nice to have a familiar face."

"Since you're new, how about next time you’re in I'll show ya' around, show you the basics, help ya' out? Couldn't help but notice you stuck to the one machine, nothin' wrong with that just might be better to see what else is there yeah?"

Your cheeks heat just a bit, you hadn't clocked anyone staring at you, but then again you hadn't noticed him when you initially surveyed the area. You were still weary but the offer sounded good enough, nothing too bad.

"Uh-yeah sure! That sounds great actually, thank you, Simon."

"S'no problem, see ya' next time." He doesn't so glance back, abruptly leaving. You wondered how he would know when you'd be in next, considering this gym operated on a different days for everyone basis. But you shoved that aside, he probably had one of the fancy passes that allowed him in whenever, and based on his body, it's safe to say he was here often.

With the interaction over you push the slight heat creeping up on you down, leaving to head home for a hot shower.

Simon couldn't have imagined that going any better, he didn't quite realize what he was doing till it was done.

The moment you opened your mouth he swore he hardened right there and then, the sweetest voice he'd heard. He knew he intimidated you, saw the way you were weary, a couple of his best-mastered smiles and he had you relaxing into his grip.

Who else was going to protect you against the number of creeps that littered the gym?

And the way you said his name? He couldn't let you go after that.

If he broke into the gym computer to find your billing address, what days you come in, and your number, who's to know? And if he finds out everything else he can about you, like your name, birthday, social media, and access to the cameras he's discovered outside your house, really it's just a matter of getting to know you.

And so what if after a couple of weeks of coming to the gym, the panties you bring with you start going missing?

Simon's bleak life's been given a mission, that mission being to make you his.

#simon ghost riley x reader #ghost cod #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #cod mw2 #simon riley

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ikeuverse · 11 months

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MARRY ME — l.heeseung

PAIRING: heeseung x fem!reader GENRES: fluff, humor WC: 6.1k+

WARNINGS: mention of alcohol, kissing and i think that's it. let me know in case i have forgotten something.

NOTES: here i am with my first enhypen story. this plot came to me from some funny video compilations i saw of hee and knew he would do it. so i just let my imagination run wild. i don't have a taglist yet, but i can provide one for the next stories. english is not my first language, so sorry for any spelling mistakes too. hope you like it!

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You felt that since you met Byeol, your best friend since the third grade, you would never be alone again. And you were really right. You look at that little girl who walked shyly into the classroom, her front tooth almost growing into a gaping smile as she clutched her box of crayons against her chest.

"Hi" was the first thing she said as she approached you "I'm Byeol, what's your name?"

"Y/n" you smiled too, but unlike her, your tooth had grown long enough since last month.

And since that moment you two have never been apart. Not even when Sunghoon, the younger boy next door, wanted to play with you in the school playground. There was born the purest friendship trio you could ever imagine.

Afraid of the inevitable changes in life like school life for example, your thoughts were flooded with "What if they find a better friend than me?", or you and Byeol always talked about Sunghoon starting dating in high school and just walking away from two female friends because the girl would surely die of jealousy.

"That will never happen" Sunghoon smiled at you two during the coffee the trio shared every Thursday morning before math class "Because I know you two long before you have all your full teeth. You are like my sisters."

That was extremely cute and comforting to hear, even more so coming from Sunghoon who rarely showed his feelings to anyone. But not to you and Byeol. As he himself said, you were like his sisters, and that was amazing.

In high school a lot changed, for sure, but the friendship of the three of you always became stronger and stronger. You both saw Sunghoon cry when he got a low grade in science, and Byeol comforted you together with Sunghoon when his model broke down because of the rain that had come without warning on the day of the art assignment. The three of you were each other's safe haven. You were always together and always shared almost everything - even the people around you. Like, for example, Byeol's younger brother.

Heeseung had never been anything but the youngest brother and later became one of Sunghoon's best friends. Byeol knew that this would happen even because Sunghoon would not deal with two female friendships for the rest of his life. And Heeseung was always close, so the feeling of losing his best friend would not be a problem. But for you it had been a nuisance.

Well, not so much. Heeseung was beautiful, outgoing and very funny. And this last fact made him make fun of practically everything that might be going on. And that wouldn't leave you out.

It all started with little teasing that he also had with Byeol. Because you two were always together, he might see you as a second older sister, hence the teasing and funny nicknames he gave you and your sister. But it wasn't just that.

You regretted the day you were at the Lee brothers' house, studying for the next big exam for the second year of high school. You and Byeol were paying attention to all the video lessons she had separated with the content while eating the last piece of chocolate cake Mrs. Lee left for both of you. Your attention quickly came to a screeching halt when a squawk came from the kitchen door.

"Who ate the last piece of cake?" Heeseung was panting and in baggy workout clothes. The basketball just below his arm and his hair stuck to his forehead in his sweat wave.

"Me" Byeol smiled victoriously as soon as her brother's scowl was present "And y/n helped me" at that moment you felt a strange chill in your stomach as his expression softened. Soon an angelic smile that was almost never given by Heeseung.

"Oh, she can."

"Why?" Byeol asked raising one of his eyebrows.

A short period of silence until Heeseung went to the refrigerator and grabbed a bottle of water. He made his way around the counter so as not to get in the way of the study session and returned to the kitchen door.

"Because since we're getting married, we need to give things away for each other. Right, y/n?" he cast a wink in your direction, leaving shortly thereafter.

And that's when the saga began.

Each and every opportunity that Heeseung had, he said that he would marry you. And the reason? You didn't know. Because he always annoyed you, just as he annoyed Byeol. So why, all of a sudden, did he simply say that he was going to marry you?

In the third year of high school, where parties became more frequent, it seemed that Heeseung took even more pleasure in saying this to each and every person who was around him. Besides Sunghoon, he now had a few other friends that he had met because of basketball and the extra-curricular classes he took to try to get a good college education. Jake and Jay joined the group without much effort, while Jungwon, Sunoo and Niki, even younger and in other years of high school, met because of the friendly basketball games Heeseung liked to play on the outdoor court on the weekends when the school allowed it.

"What's up man, are you okay?" Heeseung left his drinking cup on the kitchen counter, looking intently at Sunghoon, who was sitting in one of the chairs.

"I think…" the boy sobbed "I'm drunk" Heeseung let out a loud laugh.

"You think?" he saw that his friend was going to answer, but was interrupted by his arrival.

"Oh God, Sunghoon, I finally found you" you sighed with relief, nodding to Heeseung as you approached your best friend "How long have you been here?"

"Long enough for me to find him" Heeseung replied "Where's Byeol?"

"With Jay around" you shrugged.

"What?" Heeseung froze every muscle in his body, imagining Jay's hands on his sister's body and whatever he had to do to her. Soon a frown of disgust showed on his face.

"Come on, like you've never done that" you reached for a glass of water to offer Sunghoon.

"Of course not" he boasted "I'm waiting for our wedding day, then I can do whatever I want."

Again, you rolled your eyes at the typical answer, but you smiled because he was smiling - or because Sunghoon laughed, you wanted to believe faithfully in the latter option.

And over the years this had never changed, but you also didn't care how often Heeseung talked about it. Your friends had gotten used to the amount of flirting he gave you, and how your eye rolls had become smaller in comparison to the dull smiles you threw in his direction.

"It's a win" Sunghoon muttered once to Heeseung, pouring the cheese packet over his french fry. Heeseung tried to deny that it had made his heart beat faster, so he took a bite of his salad and went back to paying attention to his college book.

Because now he needed to graduate. Being in his last year was a lot of work, but he liked what he was doing. He liked the path his life was taking and he saw that all his friends were happy and fulfilled, so this made Heeseung call this the best moment of his life.

The best until he looked at Jay's dark orbs on a Saturday night, glowing and he didn't know if it was because of the light of the room or because they were watery.

"You… you're going to propose to her? Oh my God, man!" Heeseung now looked more nervous than his best friend.

"I don't know… Do you think it's a good idea?" Jay stammered "I mean, it's been two years. We've graduated and I've just stabilized myself in this new job, I wonder if I'm being hasty?"

He knew he wasn't. He knew that Jay had planned this since the third year of high school when he started dating Byeol. Heeseung was a jealous brother yes, but he was fully aware that his best friend made his older sister happy. And this was also due to the fact that if she was happy, the whole atmosphere was happy.

Your friends supported this, you and Sunghoon supported this, so Heeseung had to support it too. He had to give a positive sign so that Jay would finally make the big request.

And that was why now Byeol, you and Sunghoon were sitting at the bar. At the present moment of their lives.

"Why are you here, anyway?" Byeol asked Sunghoon "You are part of Jay's party, not mine" her sneaky smile made Sunghoon chuckle a little, turning his attention back to you.

"Am I being kicked out?" he whispered, but not loud enough since both you and Byeol heard perfectly.

"I guess so, and you know she's right" you tried to look serious, but giving away your lie as you smiled along with the boy.

"Okay, I'm leaving" he held up his hands in a sign of surrender, straightening to get up from his chair "I only came here because Jay and Heeseung wanted to know if everything was okay."

"Oh, yeah" Byeol rolled his eyes "Soon the girls will arrive and everything will be fine, I promise."

Sunghoon nodded and drank some of the contents of the cup that was right in front of him. You grumbled quickly, but let him drink, since you would soon fill it with soju once more.

"Okay, we'll get them as soon as you two can no longer pronounce your own names."

"You're the best friend in this world" Byeol hummed.

"Hey!" you pretended to be offended.

And with a stretch of her arms, she motioned for the two of you to come closer. You, who were sitting next to her, slid down the bench and soon snuggled in. Sunghoon approached seconds later, hugging you both as tightly as he could. Placing a kiss on the top of both of your heads as he whispered:

"I love you both too much, please stay safe until we come back for you."

Saying that you both loved him too, making sure that he could be reassured while he was with Jay and the rest of his friends, you and Byeol smiled until he left the bar.

"Okay, enough soju… How about something stronger now?" she winked at you, and as if your best friend read your thoughts, she nodded to the bartender in search of the most fiery drink in that bar.

"Shit, how am I going to call Jay now?" Byeol forced her eyes down the screen of her cell phone, trying to press her fingerprint to unlock.

"Ok, are we that drunk?" you giggled to your friend, staring at the other girls chattering at that table and continuing to drink the round they had ordered.

"I think I am" she laughed as well "Do you want to try calling?"

"To Jay?" you asked, wrinkling your forehead as she gave you her cell phone to call. She shook her head positively, hoping you were a little more sober. But maybe not. You and Byeol had about the same intolerance to alcohol, so you were either equally drunk, or you were even a little more drunk than she was because you had turned the last glass of booze over as if your life depended on it - or because you swore it was a little water and were too thirsty.

Your miserable attempt to unlock Byeol's cell phone took a good few minutes before a name started flashing on the screen. Your vision tightened just enough that you saw Heeseung's name flashing.

"Your brother is calling you" you pointed the device at her, but didn't actually hand it over. Byeol didn't ask either, letting you answer the call right away "Hi, Heeseung."

"Y/n? Hi" a little noise was heard in the background of the call. He and the boys were also at a bar for Jay's party, after all "Are you two okay?"

"Yes" Byeol always agreeing with your every look, as if you were going to lie to her little brother.

"That's great" he laughed muffled on the other end and right next to your ear from the pressure you were putting on the phone, it made your whole body shiver "Do we need to pick you and Byeol up now?"

A short pause for you to put the phone away and ask your friend if she wanted to leave at that moment. She nodded, but kept refilling her glass as she offered more to you as well.

"Y/n… Are you still there?" Heeseung called out.

"Hee, hi, yes I am"

"Yeah, you guys are totally drunk" he laughed.

"What? What do you mean?" you asked after drinking a crazy concoction that Byeol made. Projecting a quick grimace as you listened intently on the other end of the line.

"You called me Hee without any effort" he hummed victoriously "So if I talk about our marriage now, would you accept?"

"Yes" you replied. And it was Heeseung's turn to pause briefly before continuing.

"Okay, you guys are completely drunk. We'll be right there" and then he hung up.

From your drunken state, you didn't even notice Heeseung's nervous, flustered tone. Never had you called him by that nickname. And never, under no circumstances, had you accepted his offer to marry you. In all these years. Either you were very drunk indeed, or your thoughts of that offer were beginning to be considered deep in the back of your mind. And in your current state, you didn't even know what was actually true.

You and Byeol sat on the couch in Sunghoon's apartment, each at one end while the boys divided themselves up around the room. The three youngest in the group had said goodbye to you when they picked you up at the bar later that night. Byeol still tried to drag Niki to stay, so that he could save himself some of the lectures the older ones would probably give. But he couldn't. Niki had a faculty exam as did Jungwon and Sunoo, so they just said goodbye before Heeseung drove them home to meet all of you at Sunghoon's apartment.

"I didn't think you guys were going to drink that much" Jay was serious, not in his usual way because Byeol couldn't look at him straight. Maybe out of shame of his state, since he and the boys had gone out too, but they were nothing like you and her.

"Look, we can defend ourselves," you began, seeing that Byeol wouldn't say much in his current state.

The boys let you continue, nodding one at a time until Heeseung stared at you, as if trying to pass on the confidence you needed to continue.

"The girls arrived shortly after Sunghoon left" Byeol finally looked at you. Her head bobbing up and down as he agreed with your sentence "It would be rude of the bride, at her own farewell, to deny any drinks."

"That is true" Byeol said "Did you deny something your friends offered you?" she finally looked at Jay.

He then stared at his three best friends, Jake's laughter in the background as his fiancé's state started to get awkward and speechless. Jay didn't know what to say.

"Maybe they both have a great point in this" Jake held Jay's shoulders in the process.

"See that, I always liked you a lot better, Jake" Byeol celebrated.

"Hey!" Sunghoon, Heeseung and Jay said at the same time, causing everyone in attendance to laugh.

"Okay, since you guys worked it out" Heeseung stood up and walked around the room, stopping next to Sunghoon this time "How about we go home?"

"Can you give me a ride?" Jake smiled at his friend as soon as he got out of Jay's grip.

Being there at Sunghoon's apartment was the closest to the bar that Byeol had chosen for her party, so going there just to get some fresh air and chat before leaving seemed like a good idea. Of course, now his best friend had the need to be alone, take a long shower, and fall into bed. Jay's farewell had been lively and he even felt his stomach hurt from all the laughter he shared with the boys throughout the night.

"See you all in a few days" Sunghoon hugged you and then Byeol "The last preparations until Byeol puts up with Jay forever…"

"My God, you are terrible" Jake laughed when Jay threatened to slap him, but backed off because his hands had been caught by Byeol at that moment.

"Hey, why are you standing there?" your voice came out without thinking, looking at Heeseung who had been the only one not moving in that room. Everyone was already near the door to leave.

"Because Sunghoon didn't hug me too, and I demand that before I drive home."

"Really?" you laughed along with Jake. And Sunghoon really had to hug you because he wouldn't get out of there without teasing his friend and leaving.

Meanwhile, the walk to the car had not been uncomfortable because Jake kept you both company. He chatted with Heeseung all the time while sitting in the back seat, but leaning towards the middle of the driver's seat - where Heeseung was driving - and the passenger seat that you occupied. They were completely random subjects because Jake had this power, he liked to talk and you, in your normal state already talked a lot, drunk so you gave him even more subject so that the whole way was one long comforting chatter.

"And this is where I'm staying" Jake waved to both of you, squeezing your shoulder and Heeseung's in an affectionate way of greeting you as he got out and said goodbye. You and he waved before the boy drove back after Jake entered the house.

"Will you drive me home?" your question came out low after it was just you and Heeseung in the car. The U-turn he took on a familiar street indicating that he was, yes, taking the road to your house.

"Sure" he replied sarcastically "Or do you think I'm going to leave you here alone to get going?"

"Idiot" you grumbled next, choosing not to say anything else the whole way. Not least because your apartment wasn't that far from Jake's when you were driving. So it wasn't a long time in silence until Heeseung parked in front of your building.

"Okay, safe and sound" he turned off the car engine and picked up his cell phone. Typing a few things and quickly exiting the vehicle to make the turn. You stood there, waiting - not knowing why - until he opened the door next to you.

"What—"

"I was seeing if Jay and Byeol arrived safely" he put his cell phone away in his pocket "And now I'm taking you to the door of your apartment."

Strangely his smile made your heart beat more than usual. You mentally thanked yourself that any and every blush on your face had the drink as an excuse, and not Lee Heeseung's damn smile.

"I think I can make it on my own…" your sentence was interrupted by his laugh, causing you to frown in response, but still unbuckle your seat belt to get out of the car.

"You? Find your apartment alone?" Heeseung denied with a nod, braking the car and putting his hand on your back to guide you. The small, minimal physical contact making your whole body shiver. Maybe it's the cold in the city, you thought. But it wasn't even cold… what the fuck did you want to invent, anyway?

"What's the matter? You think I can't?" you asked.

"Well…" he shrugged, walking with you into the building "Last time you got drunk, you called Sunghoon because you pressed third floor and couldn't find your apartment at all" he let out a chuckle. His free hand pressing the button to call the elevator "And I remember you live on the fourth floor, it's not that hard, y/n" Heeseung wasn't whispering, but from the proximity you could hear the intonation of his voice a little lower.

And still carrying that fucking smile on his face.

You resolved that you wouldn't say anything else for the rest of the way - and because you were intimate enough with that proximity - so you just let the sound of the buttons on each floor of the elevator be the only sound in the room.

As soon as the elevator stopped at your floor, you got out first and Heeseung still behind, this time his hand no longer holding your back and you felt a huge void where his fingers had last touched.

Stop being ridiculous, y/n. Are you drunk and having these thoughts right away with Heeseung?

You sighed as you stopped right in front of your apartment door.

"Okay" showing his teeth in another smile, now a little warmer, he nodded "Now no risk of getting lost out there."

"Thank you, Hee" you said simply, noticing the wide-eyed look he gave in your direction.

"You… You did…" what the fuck, why was he stuttering?

"What?" you began to feel guilty, thinking you had done something wrong.

"You called me Hee again, and with such naturalness…"

"It's your nickname," you shrugged, trying not to sound affected by how natural you were being around him.

"But you don't even call me that" he joked "The most affection you call me is seductive jerk."

"Which is not a lie" you smiled along with him, Heeseung crossing his arms in front of his own body afraid that his hands would give away his nervousness at the closeness.

"Now I'll leave you alone, you need to rest" he tried to change the subject, forcing his brain to work on something other than the fact that at this very moment your eyes had gone straight to his lips.

He might have had something in his teeth, or you were aiming so hard that you were trying to punch him right there. But no, you just stared restlessly at the spot where Heeseung timidly bit his lips. And it seemed that you had realized that he had noticed your gaze, because you quickly turned away to face his eyes.

"You also need to rest, take a shower, and stop driving around town at this hour. It's getting late" you stuck the key in the lock, unlocking the door.

"Worried about me?" he forced his lips into a pout, you turned around quickly and rolled your eyes.

"What's your problem?"

"None" he winked at you "But I promise to get home safe and sound, nothing will happen to your future husband."

"Ugh" you rolled your eyes again "Don't you ever get tired of that?"

"Never" he celebrated you scowling, taking a few steps towards you to brush his lips against the top of your head "Good night, y/n" Heeseung whispered with his lips still in your hair.

That touch made you close your eyes for a moment. That was literally the closest he had come to you in all these years, it was the only time his mouth had ever touched you - even though he had plans for it to happen in other ways - but Heeseung never crossed any boundaries. And you wanted him to do it now.

Maybe it was too bold and you could even blame the drink afterwards, or blatantly say that you wanted it. So taking advantage that his lips still remained on top of your head, you pulled back far enough to tilt your head up. Heeseung hadn't moved to move away, so it was the perfect moment for you to lift one of your hands to meet his cheek. Your fingertips glided across his skin only to pull his chin toward you and seal your lips in a quick kiss. Leaning your mouth against his, the warmth of both your lips in mere seconds until you pulled away.

"Good night, Heeseung" you whispered with your face still close, turning and rushing into your apartment.

You just brushed your mouth against his, not going into the depths of that kiss at all. It was something simple, a kiss that anyone could receive. But why had it caused Heeseung to remain motionless in your hallway? Without feeling his legs, much less knowing how to react afterwards? You had finally kissed him, and never in his life had Heeseung thought that you would take the initiative.

Heeseung took a deep breath, trying not to let any tears fall as he held the glass firmly in his hands.

"Hyung, are you okay?" Sunoo asked genuinely concerned, while Niki held herself to keep from laughing.

"Yeah, it's just… Byeol is getting married, my older sister…"

"And he's all sentimental, so he wants to cry" Jake joked.

"What?" he shouted in amazement "I don't cry!"

"For nothing?" Sunoo asked again, Heeseung agreeing with a quick nod before clearing his throat to really not be a hypocrite at his own sister's wedding.

"Oh, I think y/n is flirting with a guy at the bar" Sunghoon came over to the table with a few glasses of drink, setting them down there. At the same moment Heeseung turned with all speed towards the direction of the bar, only to find an old couple - probably some relative of Jay's - but no y/n there.

Sunghoon, Jake and Sunoo fell into laughter.

"That wouldn't make you cry, but it sure as hell almost knocked over our drinks" Jake picked up his glass and raised it with his other friends in a quick toast that Heeseung also participated in.

"We found you guys" Jungwon came over to the table with Jay in his wake, both holding their glasses as well "What did we miss?"

"Heeseung almost crying" Jake spoke after taking another sip of his drink.

"Heeseung believing y/n was flirting with someone" Sunoo added.

"Heeseung almost killing you all" he said quickly, rolling his eyes before standing up.

"Come on hyung, I think you're a little nervous today" Jungwon said softly, trying to keep a tender smile on his lips.

"Actually since—"

"Don't you dare" the boy faced Sunghoon with his eyes glaring in his friend's direction.

Yes, he had told him about the kissing episode at his apartment door. Also, it was a subject he needed to shout out to his friends while they were trying on suits for Jay's wedding. Something had to be the subject, and this was a topic they all followed early on.

The boys were trying to encourage him to talk to you, after all, it was a kiss. You really kissed him even if it was only for a few seconds. But Heeseung thought you would barely remember because you had alcohol in your system still, even if you weren't completely drunk.

"You know that y/n, of all of us, is the one who remembers things the most when she ingests any drop of alcohol, right?" the phrase from Sunghoon echoed through Heeseung's mind all week until the present moment. And he knew it was true because you barely looked at him at the wedding. Your gazes would cross and you would quickly look away. When it came time to intertwine your arms in his as best man, Heeseung swore that you were trembling under his touch. Or he was trembling more than you, the boy couldn't tell. But you just followed everything as planned until you sat down after the ceremony. He had to drink something or he would go crazy.

"I think you have to go talk to her" Jay loosened his tie after long minutes of dancing, greeting the guests and thanking them for every congratulations he received. Heeseung let his eyes roll around the party only to land on you again. Now you were smiling and saying some compliment to Byeol and his amazing hairdo.

"Why?" he stared at Jay, at which he sighed heavily and waved to the boys who said to go dancing. Sunghoon decided to stay too, he wouldn't pass up a good gossip, even more so involving the relationship - not established, but well known - he and you.

"Because you two finally kissed" Jay spun the empty glass in front of him "And this relationship you and y/n have goes back long before I met your sister…" the other two at the table listened to everything intently as Jay stared at them "It's about time you and her were straightforward enough."

Silence. Only the music and side conversations at the party could be heard. Heeseung snorted.

"That means you're right, Jay" Sunghoon hummed "And he's probably cogitating the idea of getting up and going to talk to her…" Sunghoon seemed to be narrating exactly what was going on in Heeseung's head. Because as soon as he stood up and walked towards them, he looked back one last time to see Sunghoon laughing, Jay raising his thumb in approval and the other boys approaching the table. Probably wondering what had happened for Heeseung to be moving away.

"I just didn't like that nail polish" he heard his sister's voice loud enough as he approached her and the group of friends and bridesmaids "It could have been something more… Sober… Oh, little brother."

All the girls - including you - turned in Heeseung's direction. A few hopeful smiles coming from the girls who always complimented Byeol's little brother.

"Hi" he greeted them shyly, and Byeol looked at him fondly "You look so beautiful" Heeseung couldn't help but compliment his sister, and it made her eyes water at the statement. She quickly moved closer to him to hug him as tightly as she could.

"I love you, you know that, don't you?" Byeol whispered, causing him to close his eyes and hug her a little tighter.

"I love you so much more" Heeseung said soon after.

"Now go, you need to say it before it kills you inside…"

"What?" he whispered still hugging his sister.

"I'm your older sister, Lee Heeseung" she joked as soon as she pulled away enough from the embrace to be able to look him in the eye "I know you like the back of my hand. And I approve of what you are about to do."

Having Byeol's approval meant a lot to him. Even though they lived off of picking on each other, Heeseung never stopped being protective and listening to what his sister had to say. So hearing this from her seemed to give him even more courage.

After the little hug between the brothers, it seemed that the conversation between the girls was no longer focused on staring at their younger brother Lee. So this helped Heeseung to approach you without anyone staring at him for too long.

"We… Can we talk? In private" he called to you with a quick tap on your shoulder. Your eyes quickly landed on his and then you agreed, nodding and smiling at Heeseung.

He walked ahead of you, afraid that you would see his nervous expression and the bites on his lips that indicated that he might almost faint right in front of you. On the other hand, you felt the palms of your hands sweat and your legs almost wobble, but you pulled yourself together and followed him outside the party where there was no one.

"Is everything okay, because you're starting to make me worried" you said trying to break the silence that had settled since he had called you. Heeseung finally turned toward you and you could have sworn it was your turn to almost faint. He looked incredibly gorgeous, which was nothing new, but the serious look and his countenance contrasting with his perfectly lined hair made an almost inaudible sigh leave your lips.

"You know y/n, I want to know if you remember… If you… Well…" why did he feel like an idiot who couldn't form a single complete sentence? This intensifying after you let out a low chuckle immediately afterwards.

"Of course I remember kissing you" you said bluntly. Maybe the conversation with Byeol about your feelings starting to make sense for Heeseung, and her and Jay opening your eyes about how you could finally let it roll.

"Really? I mean—" he straightened his tone a little trying not to sound so excited because you remembered kissing him that night "You really wanted to do that?"

"Yes—" remember Jay's words, always be honest. You are an adult and to keep circling that conversation would only postpone what you no longer wanted. Spending years denying the requests - even jokingly - that he made, only brought you ruin because now you wouldn't stop thinking about him.

"Then do it again."

"What?" you widened your eyes. Being direct and honest was your part of the conversation, you just didn't count on Heeseung being much more like that than yourself.

"You heard me, y/n" he took a few steps in front of you, in a bold act to lift his hand and place it on your waist, pulling your body towards him "But kiss me decently this time, please."

What the fuck was the effect Heeseung had on you? Because with that simple sentence you couldn't say anything else, just close your eyes and feel his breath beat against your nose. Your hands went up to his neck and the moment Heeseung's lips touched yours, you finally had time to give way for his tongue to touch yours. Perhaps it was this decency of kiss that he was asking for. Tongues entwining each other as his lips pressed against yours slowly, in a synchrony surreal compared to the speed both of your hearts were beating. The whispers between the kiss contrasting with her nails on the back of his neck made Heeseung tighten his fingers around her waist and, consequently, press her body against his. Now that kiss was decent. Now that could be called a real kiss.

As the two of you clamored for some air, he decided to nibble your bottom lip to finally finish kissing you, but without disconnecting his forehead from yours so that their breathing calmed down a bit.

"I think… I think we can do this more often" he whispered still panting. You laughed low, sealing his lips once again as a silent response that you agreed with him in a long time.

"I found you two" Sunghoon said loudly.

"Oh my God" Jake shouted after seeing you and Heeseung still hugging, your lips both reddened from the fresh kiss as he didn't want to let go of you. But you pulled away enough to face the two of you who were in shock looking at you and him.

"What do you two want?" Heeseung asked, pretending to be angry at being interrupted.

"Byeol is going to throw the bouquet now" Jake said all too loudly, excited enough to finally see you and Heeseung together.

He then looked at you next, a smile making its way onto his newly kissed lips. Heeseung's perfectly aligned, white teeth right before your eyes.

"Will you take it to finally accept my request?" he looked hopefully at you.

"When will you give up?" you asked him.

"After this kiss and all the ones we're going to have for the rest of our lives?" he asked back, seeing that Jake had already come screaming into the party that you and Heeseung kissed. Sunghoon ran after, probably announcing that he had won the bet with Niki "I don't think I'll ever give that up."

You walked into the party, but you chose to stand a little further away and not pick up the bouquet, entwining your fingers in Heeseung's when you saw him slightly disappointed in that.

"You know what?" you said, and he hummed and looked in your direction, not caring who had picked up the bouquet at that moment. His eyes were far more inviting than that "I don't want to marry Byeol's bouquet."

"Why?" he asked.

"Because I want you to choose them, after all, I find it much more romantic to marry your favorite flowers. Don't you?"

A glimpse of Heeseung's bright gaze, his smile widening even further and making even his jaw hurt. In all his life he would never have believed that you would actually consider his idea of getting married.

Even if it started as a teenage joke, he also didn't know that he woulddevelop feelings for you over the years. He didn't know that you would match him with it. Much less did he know that you would be kissing him at his sister's wedding, holding hands, and contemplating the idea of - finally - marrying him.

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thepersonnamedsam · 1 year

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down under - dr3

pairing: daniel ricciardo x fem!reader

summary: daniel shows you the real down under in australia

word count: 1.6k

warnings: smut, basically porn with a little plot, oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, mentions of a possible daddy kink, maybe kind of public sex idk, just danny devouring the female body

note: please be disgusted with me

masterlist / taglist

Your relationship with Danny was easy to describe; it was just like two horny teens who haven’t seen each other for a weak. Not that you just fucked, no love was always involved. Especially the times you fucked. You could have the filthiest sex in history and the next day it was just giggles and cuddles during your sex times.

Danny always tried to make you comfortable. You didn’t like the position; change. Leg cramp? He was massaging it. He did everything for you, that man devoured you.

He showed you pleasure on a different level. Like the time he ate you out in his childhood bedroom.

You were visiting Australia for the first time, you and Danny had been dating for about 6 months before you finally met his family. Perth was beautiful, but so was Australian Danny. He was glowing and so happy and smiley. You’ve never seen him this way and it made you extra horny. Like, you were constantly thinking about him in ways you shouldn’t in front of his family.

He could sense your mood and you definitely had an advantage; hiding his hard on was much harder than hiding your wetness.

His father was doing a bbq in the backyard. His sister Michelle and his mother Grace sitting outside on the patio with Daniel and you. You sitting between his legs, back leaning against his chest. Your hands playing with his ring. The only thing you could think of was his finger inside of you. The thought already clouding your brain and wetness spreading between your thighs. Daniel noticed you shifting.

Crossing your legs so you could have at least some friction and not seem like a sex-drunk slut in front of his family. Danny being Danny let his fingers dance over your naked skin. Reading you and knowing exactly what he was doing to you. You were biting your lip, trying to suppress a moan leaving your mouth. Danny wasn’t innocent, no not in the slightest. He was the one bringing fire into the bedroom. But him teasing you in front of his mother and sister, that was new, even for him.

You felt him growing underneath you, his shorts growing tighter by the second. He cleared his throat. All eyes on you two now. „I want to show y/n something before dad‘s finished with the barbie“, his voice thick and filled with lust, only noticeable by you, at least you hoped so. „Are you going to show her the secret spot behind the ranch?“, his sister asked. „That‘s the one!“, he told her. „Just be back in time for dinner, I don’t want to get you two from behind the ranch, and be careful, will you?“ His mothers voice not showing any interest in what you were actually doing.

He was leading you to his bedroom where he spent his whole childhood years in. The walls plastered with esther Senna or Schumacher posters. But you couldn’t really tell, because as soon as the door closed he was on you like a hungry lion. Kissing your lips with a hunger that could not yet be satisfied. Hands roaming your body, taking off your singlet. You were not wearing a bra underneath it, the weather too hot.

„Ugh, you’re going to kill me one day“, his words blocked out by your nipple in his mouth. Teeth only ever just gracing your nipples, sucking and licking. The other breast received the same attention as the other; his hand was playing, grabbing and pinching it. You were already a moaning mess just from him sucking and fondling with your breasts. If it went on like this, you would be screaming down the whole house by the end of the night.

His clothes still on, you reached your hands to tug on his shirt. Understanding the thing you wanted, he shrugged it off and you had the best view of his torso. You could come off by just looking at him. He was a god sent creature. „Now now, missy, we use our words. I let that one slide because it did seem a bit unfaire with you half naked and me fully clothed. But next time; use your words.“ His words leaving his mouth but only half reaching your ears, your mind already somewhere else. Hearts racing and bodies sweating. Rubbing against each other, not knowing which body fluid belonged to whom.

His tongue leaving trails on your upper body, not knowing where his trail was going exactly, just feeling his wetness on your skin. Sighing you reached for his hair, tugging at it and signalling him to do more. „Words“, was his only response. It was hard for you to get out a sentence that made sense.

„Danny, I-, I need more“, stuttering from pleasure. You were watching him closely as he smirked. „Your wish is my command.“

Hands fumbling with the button of your hotpants. Finally the zipper was opened and the shorts slid down your legs. Stepping out of them, Danny already smelled your wetness. Groaning and feeling how his dick got harder, again. He just couldn’t wait to eat you out. „So wet and just for me.“

You sat down on his bed and slid to the end of it, back now leaning against the headboard. Danny looked at you with this hungry eyes and you knew, shit was about to go down.

He was crawling to you. Fingers already hooked on the waistbands of your panties.

„Can I?“, ever so gently he asked you. You nodded. „Words. This is the last time I‘m telling you“, there he was again. „Yes, please take them off“, you begged. „Good girl.“

Panties landing on the floor, he was looking at all your glory. He took a deep breath in and looked you in the eyes. „I love you“, that was the only thing he said before he dug in.

Tongue leaping between your folds. Tasting your sweetness and pleasuring him at the same time; Danny was dry humping the mattress to release some kind of tension. His dick as hard as a rock and not finding enough to bring him to the edge. It was not the same feeling as being buried deep into you, but it gave him something. His whole body moving rhythmically. His cock pressed deep down into the bed, the sheets already stained with his pre-cum. It’s leaking like crazy, just because of the sight in front of him. The wet patch growing bigger and bigger.

His nose ever so gracing your clit; it sent you to heaven. You riding his nose; ugh, it felt amazing. You couldn’t even think about the fact that his parents and sister were right outside, you just had this amazing feeling on your mind. The thrill of being caught had you experiencing the pleasure more intensely. Moaning and heavy breathing filled the bedroom. It smelled like sex, the tension so thick you could’ve cut it with a knife. His tongue already feeling like a knife against your pussy, sharp and bringing you to the edge. The feeling so blissful, you never wanted to let it go.

His tongue now in your hole, sending you into a blissful state. Feeling it inside your walls, hitting that special spot that only his tongue could hit. His nose still pleasuring your clitoris, rubbing up and down with every move; in and out. His big nose, the thought had you moaning even more. His mouth sending you to heaven. You had to grab something, his hair, the bedsheets, the headboard, you didn’t know and you didn’t care. It just had to be something. The pleasure not bearable. He was sending you into the orbit of pleasure.

Tongue now flat against your pussy, licking and slurping away. You felt his every taste bud, or at least you thought so. It bringing you more to the edge. You were moaning like there was no tomorrow.

„I want to hear you scream, scream my name, little one.“

So you gave it your all, screaming his name. Feeling the familiar knot in your stomach you screamed harder and louder, not caring about anyone hearing you. He was loving it, taking it all in and feeling all the glory you you gave him.

„I think-, I think I‘m near, please, Danny please!“

His cock not finding any relieve in the mattress anymore, he stopped pressing his dick against it. Your orgasm hit you hard, harder than ever before, the fact that his family could‘ve heard you added to the thrill and to the experiencing high. Helping you ride out your orgasm, Danny stuck two fingers into your pussy, slowly pulling them out and pushing them in again. Your hips bucked into his hands, the hand he was not using holding them down. He was sending you into an overload. Your second orgasm already reaching you and your body. It hit you second time, this time more extrem and definitely blissfully beautiful.

Hearing you cum two times and moan his name gave him the rest. His semen squirting into his underpants and wetting them even more. You were breathing heavy and looking at him, lust still prominent in your eyes. You definitely could‘ve gone for a third round.

„Did you cum?“, your question was justified as he has not received anything from you to make him cum. He nodded: „Your pleasure brings me the greatest pleasure.“ You were in awe, the man before you, so determined to make you cum that he cum‘s with it.

#daniel riccardo x reader #daniel ricciardo smut #f1 smut #smut #daniel ricciardo x you #daniel ricciardo #formula 1 #formula one #f1 x reader

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azrielsdove · 4 months

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Requesting rhys x reader

reader has an eating disorder that rhys thought she was passed it. She tries to hide little things from him like wearing baggier clothes cause she’s losing weight. Once he has suspicions he starts making her meals but she just says she isn’t hungry or she already ate but he keeps pushing her to eat so she does. But he catches her in the bathroom throwing up after. He’s really angry at first but then just wants to help her stop so he peels food labels off everything, never leaves her alone, she can’t go to the bathroom by herself. He gets rid of scales and mirrors. Idk I’m just really feeling a super over protective /controlling rhys rn

Okay, this is not exactly what you asked for, but I really struggled to get too dark with it. I have definitely had this feeling before, and I couldn’t bring myself to write it as serious! I still wanted to do your request, knowing that sometimes it helps to see struggles like this in stories, and see them overcome it. I hope you still enjoy this, it is a little short but sweet I think. Please let me know!!

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Beautiful Girl

Warnings: Negative body image

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You looked over yourself in the mirror, admiring the way the dress fell on your body. It was tight, sheer, and sexy. You knew you looked good, having fought hard to get to this level of acceptance. You turned to the side, tracing your hands down the material. You were truly beautiful.

Cassian walked into the living room where you were still standing in front of the mirror. He whistled, the sound causing you to turn your head sharply. You smiled, spinning slowly for him. “Damn girl! You look hot.” You laughed, throwing your head back.

“Don’t let Rhys hear those sort of words come out of your mouth.” You chided, a smile on your lips. Cassian’s eyes looked affectionally over you, ever the flirt. His stare caught on the sheer paneling over your stomach, a teasing smile on his face.

“Guess I will need to up your training, get some abs on that body of yours!” He laughed, turning to sit on the couch to wait for the others.

You stilled.

You knew the words were a joke, hardly even anything negative. The small, terrible part of your mind suddenly started up, picking out all your imperfections as you looked on the mirror. You felt self conscious in this dress now, an embarrassment to Rhys. You had halfway decided to go change when he appeared in the room, walking over to you.

“My beautiful, perfect love. You look ravishing.” He sent a wicked smile your way, pressing a kiss to your lips. You couldn’t help but think about his hands on you waist, on how your body must feel under them. He noticed your hesitation, eyes catching yours. “You okay?” He asked quietly, worry filling his face. You forced a smile on your face and kissed him again.

“Never better.”

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It had been a few days since Cassian made that comment and you were falling deeper into your mind. You would stand in front of the mirror before your baths, nitpicking every part of your body. You stopped wearing your normal tight revealing clothes, instead opting for loose and big. You even sized up in your fighting leather for training, allowing the looser form to hide your body.

Rhys noticed, of course.

He didn’t understand what had caused you to start to fall down this path again, when you had been doing so well. You hadn’t had any issues in years. He didn’t want to ask, knowing it would send you into a further spiral if he brought it up.

Instead, he took it upon himself to rid the house of anything that would hurt you. You woke up one morning to find all the mirrors were gone, Rhys acting like they had never existed. You found one of his shirts and a pair of loose trousers left out for you, slightly better than what you had been wearing. When you went to find Rhys in the kitchen, you found him with two plates of food for the both of you. He started making all your meals, showering you in compliments, leaving comfortable clothes out for you.

You finally broke at breakfast a few days later, overwhelmed with his actions. “Why have you been doing this?” You demanded, arms crossed in front of you. Rhys paused for a second, looking up at you.

“Doing what?” He asked, feigning innocence. You rolled your eyes and let out a long sigh.

“Rhysand,” you began, “the mirrors are gone. You’re making my meals, picking out my clothes. Why?”

There was a long pause.

“I noticed. How you were looking at yourself. Sizing up your clothing. I saw you in here sitting in front of a plate of barely anything, hardly touching it.” He stood, coming over to you. “This is not the first time i’ve seen this in you,” he spoke softly, “I know the signs.”

You remained silent, face flushed with embarrassment. He had caught you so easily, so quickly. “I- It just got bad again.” You whispered, looking down at the ground. Rhys cupped your face in his hands, bringing you back up to look at him.

“I know,” he said, “It isn’t always going to be easy. Lucky for you, I will be by your side to help you through.” He gave you a cocky smile, drawing a laugh from you. You leaned up and kissed him, love flowing through your body.

“Thank you, Rhys. For always protecting me, even from myself.” You noticed a faint blush on his neck at your words, smiling to yourself. Even after all these years, your words still affected him like that. He pulled you into a tight hug, holding you close.

“Can I ask what spurred this? To try to prevent it from happening again?” He asked, pulling away to look at your face. You debated not telling him, knowing Cassian would surely suffer. Unfortunately for him, you could never hide anything from the High Lord, your love.

“Cass made a comment the night we went to dinner, about ‘putting some abs on’. It wasn’t even an insult, just a joking tease about training. It hit me wrong I guess, sending my mind back into that dark hole.” Rhys’ eyes flashed with anger at your words, his arms holding onto you tighter. “He didn’t mean anything by it!” You assured, not wanting him to unleash his full wrath onto the General.

“I’m sure he didn’t,” Rhys said coolly, “but he needs to learn to be more careful with his words.”

***

You didn’t know what Rhys had said or done to Cassian, but the next day he was on his knees in front of you, dramatically begging your forgiveness and showering you in apologies. You laughed at him, pulling him up to his feet. “No hard feelings, Cass.” You assured, giving him a hug. “But maybe think before you speak next time.”

For the weeks after, Rhys continued to make your meals and lay out your clothes. His outfits slowly got tighter and more revealing, allowing you the time to sink back into your skin. He showered you with plenty of compliments in every one, making sure you smiled everyday. He assisted you in training, helping you get back to strengthening your body, not harming it. You began to feel confident again, even admiring yourself in the reflection of the window one night. Rhys had caught you standing there, coming up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. “Beautiful girl,” he murmured, kissing your neck softly. You leaned into his touch and looked at the image of the two of you, the power and love you exuded.

You were strong, powerful, and beautiful. Rhys had only pushed you to see that truth once again. You were the one that allowed his love to push down the darkness, instead of letting it swallow you up like it had before.

***

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b4tasquad · 11 months

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hellooooo could you write literally anything about clingy sharky? thank youuu😁😁

CLINGY: SHARKY

Authors note: a short and sweet one for the sharky lovers. feel free to request more while i’m working on others rn! hope you like it🫶

Warnings: none

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“Where are you going?” Sharky whines from the comfort of his bed as he lays, head resting on his arms in a comfortable position. You’re hurrying around, changing into your own clothes as you had been previously in his.

You look at him weirdly, before huffing in defeat when he just looks at you blankly. “That work dinner I was telling you about the other day, well it’s today and I’m late.”

This arrangement with your job had been stressing you out all week. Being one of the youngest working there, you always felt like you had something to prove. With the more experience the others had, working extra was all you did to show them you were serious.

Today was your chance to set the image you wanted for yourself.

When you bend over to fish your disregarded socks out under his nightstand, Sharky takes the opportunity to pull you into him, holding you tightly so you couldn’t escape. For a second, you just lay there with his body into yours, relaxing in the comforting hold you boyfriend had you in.

“Babe, what are you doing?” You laugh, not managing to hold it in as he had a pout on his face. “Stop doing that.”

“Don’t go.” He dramatically sighs, hands around your waist as he places tempting kisses at your neck and chin. “Stay here.”

“What?” You question, still jokingly. Sharky on the other hands seems serious as he doesn’t let his hold falter.

His hands rub against your back, something he knew you loved. “Stay.”

You’ve almost folded. Between his lingering lips on your neck, and his warm hand on your back, you didn’t know how to pull away. After a minute or so in his arms, you push yourself away from him with a newfound strength. “This is important.”

As if trying to make things better, you kiss his pouted lips before getting up again. With the little time you have until the dinner reservation, you opt on getting ready at your boyfriend’s as you already have most of your things there already.

Sharky just watches as you put on your playlist, before starting to get ready. For the first few minutes, you’re stood in front the bathroom mirror as you do your makeup. Your boyfriend, sick of the distance between you, gets out of bed and makes his way to the connected bathroom.

A smile tugs on your face as he wraps his hands around your waist, face coming to rest in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent.

“Stop that.” You laugh lightly, as you continue to press the damp beauty blender against your skin.

“What? I’m not doing anything.” He replies, still continuing to distract you.

At some point you only roll your eyes before moving out of the bathroom and to his desk where he also had a mirror. Sharky follows after you, but decides to let you finish. He falls onto the bed, scrolling on his phone and looking for something to entertain himself with while you were doing your thing.

As he’s watching a reel on instagram, something you do catches his attention. You slowly apply your lipliner, careful to follow the shape of your lips. To preoccupied with your own actions, you don’t even notice your boyfriend snapping a picture of you.

Grinning to himself, Sharky puts the photo in his album of off guard pictures of you. It’s something he had been doing since your first month of dating, and something he was planning to show you for your 1 year anniversary.

“Done.” Picking up your bag, you get ready to bid your boyfriend goodbye. “I gotta go.” You tell him with a little peck to his lips.

It seems like he wants to object but just stays stays quiet. Not really thinking much of it, you shrug it off until he gets up too. Opening the door of his room, he’s hot on your heel as you jog downstairs and to the front door. At the last second, he slides in between you and the door, preventing you from making your great escape.

“Sharks.” You warn. Your boyfriend had always been clingy. You guys hadn’t even gotten official when he first started showing symptoms to it. Calling you, texting you and having to meet you all the time. Now that you had been together for almost a year he had gotten better at it. You were his and vice versa. He didn’t worry anymore.

Now you didn’t have a clue as to why he couldn’t let you get away from him. “What’s this about?” You ask, abandoning your task to leave the house. Taking his hand in his, you press it against your lips, feeling him calm down at the gesture.

He huffs out a breath, scratching the back of his neck. “I just miss you is all.” His voice is shy, as if he’s embarrassed he’s even telling you this. You realised with his words and how he spoke with truth how little of each other you had seen. Between him having to make content, and your job, you didn’t have much more time to spend together. It was something you had noticed, but hadn’t seen the gravity of until now.

“I’ve missed you to.” Kissing his lips, you put your arms around his neck.

He still seems embarrassed that he’s fallen into his clingy nature again. “I’m sorry. I’ll let you go now.”

“No.” You shake your head, hands still around his neck. Sharky seems confused a little until you press your lips against his for what seemed like the thousand time today, he doesn’t complain tho. Pulling away, you smile at him, nothing but love for him in your eyes. “Come with me.”

The smile on his face couldn’t have been more precious.

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reiding-writing · 4 months

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Hi. I was just wondering if you would write a One shot about Spencer and a male reader as a married couple (they are gay, pretty obviously) with an adopted 4-year-old daughter (they adopted her as a baby). Just a domestic fluff One Shot, I mean. If you are going to accept this request, thank you.

early mornings [ s.r ]

Summary:

Spencer Reid has spent the last twelve years with the love of his life, 7 of those years married, and 4 with his beautiful daughter. Now it’s time for her first day of school; And Spencer is excited if not a little overwhelmed

WARNINGS: n/a

pairing: dad!husband!spencer x male!reader

genre: pure fluff

wc: 2.1k

masterlist!!

a/n: i feel like i’ve been uploading a lot recently

i am not a dude in any way shape or form so i hope this comes off alright 😭

thanks for the request <33

The jarring blare of Spencer’s alarm clock forced the two of you awake, and Spencer groaned softly into your neck, his arms tightening around your torso as a clear rebuttal to having to wake up.

It was pretty much the same every morning; Spencer having to get up early to go to the office, refusing to get up when his alarm tells him to, and instead leaving you to practically drag him out of bed under the threat of withholding your body heat for him to curl himself into every night. “Spence, baby, you gotta wake up,”

You weren’t complaining, you could spend, hours, days even, holding Spencer in your arms, his head resting soundly against your chest as you ran your fingers through his curls. But he had to get up. And not just because he had work today.

Spencer muffles a refusal against the dip of your neck, his head shaking as much as he is able through his drowsiness, and you swear you melt at the sight. Twelve years, and he still manages to turn you into a puddle of emotions just by existing.

“We’ve gotta get up, it’s Dee’s first day of school today remember?” You don’t have to say anything else before Spencer is ripping himself from your arms, and you can’t help the soft groan of dissatisfaction as the chilled air hits your body.

“Of course it’s her first day of school today-” Spencer mutters to himself as he clambers out of bed, running his hand through his flattened curls as he pulls his work clothes out of his wardrobe to get changed.

He’d been preparing for this day for weeks, but apparently the mixed power of drowsiness and the comfort of lying in your arms had rendered his mind completely blank.

“Hey, calm, what do we do when we’re feeling anxious?” Your arms snake around Spencer’s from behind, and you place a chaste kiss just in front of his ear.

“Breathe slowly…” Spencer closes his eyes, taking a deep breath in as he replies to you and exhaling through his nose as he relaxes slightly into your embrace.

“It’s only 7:00, we’ve got an hour yet before you need to leave for work and an hour before I’ve got to drop off Dee, we’ve got plenty of time.” Your words are soft, whispered against his ear as your hands trace small circles into his torso.

“Your right, i’m just overthinking, sorry,” Spencer rubs the palm of his hand down his face. He just wanted everything to go well. He really did.

Diana was his whole world. it’d taken so long for the two of you to find an adoption agency that accepted same-sex couples, and even longer to find a child ready to be adopted. He was sure that Diana was a miracle, a four-month-old baby anonymously left in a hospital and left under the care of the agency you were working with.

He remembers how he cried when he first saw her, how her weight felt in his arms when he held her for the first time. Diana was everything, and he wanted to make sure that her school experience was the complete opposite of his, the best that it possibly could be.

“You should wake her up,” You ghost a kiss against the nape of his neck. “I’ll get breakfast started,”

“Mmm, okay…” He mourns the loss of your body heat the minute you remove him from your arms, and you place one final kiss against the bridge of his nose before vacating to the kitchen.

Spencer edges Diana’s bedroom door open as carefully as he can, careful to spill as little light into the room as possible as he enters, kneeling down beside her bedside and taking a second to adore her sleeping face.

He brushes the wisps of hair that barely constitute a fringe from her forehead before planting a kiss on her hairline, causing her to stir awake almost immediately. “Daddy..?”

Her voice his barely audible, slurred from sleep and quiet as she fumbles to rub her hand over her eyes.

“Morning angel,” Spencer almost chuckles at the display, helping Diana sit as he tries in vain to do it herself, her arms not yet as awake as her brain. “Do you remember what today is?”

Diana responds to his question with a blank stare and a few blinks. Apparently her brain wasn’t very awake either.

“It’s your first day of school today,” Spencer tucks some of Diana’s hair behind her ear as he answers his own question, and Diana’s expression seems to brighten at the revelation.

For an almost 5 year old, Diana seemed to be way more excited to start school than most, unafraid of leaving her parents’ presence for the few hours to spend her time in a new environment with people her own age.

“Shall we pick something to wear?” Diana nods immediately at the question, scrambling out of her bed and running over to the mini wardrobe on the other side of the room, pulling open both of doors wide open.

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“Well well, don’t you look fancy this morning,” You give Diana a faux bow as she runs into the kitchen with Spencer trailing behind her, fit in a white dress with a fluffy tulle skirt decorated with flowers. “Your majesty,”

Diana giggles at your display, taking advantage of your bent over position to grip her hands at the collar of your t-shirt with the insistence of you picking her up, which you gladly oblige to as you hoist her into your arms, leaning her against your left side. “Daddy helped me pick!”

You can practically feel the enthusiasm radiating off of her, aided by the smile painting her face. “Oh he did huh?”

You glance over at Spencer, who flashes the two of you an adoring smile as he leans against the door frame into the kitchen. “Well, your daddy’s got good taste,”

You give her a kiss on her nose before setting her back down on the floor, and she takes her freedom of movement as an invitation to take a seat on the pulled out chair at the kitchen table, kneeling on the pillow laid on top of the chair.

Spencer follows close behind, walking behind you to give you a kiss on your temple before also sitting down.

The second you place the plate in front of Diana she practically squeals in excitement. “Pancakes and strawberries?”

“It’s a special day, you should have a special breakfast,” You place a kiss to the crown of her head as you place a similar plate in front of Spencer and the seat space for yourself, not forgetting Spencer’s insanely sugary coffee nor your much more acceptable one as you finally take a seat yourself.

“Thanks papa!” She practically dives head first into her pancakes as she begins eating, and Spencer has to remind her to slow down as he puts a hand on her shoulder.

“Ah, careful, remember what happens when we eat too fast?” Diana has to take a few seconds to think before she pipes up, a beaming smile on her face. “Oh! Our heart can get sick!”

The two of you share a chuckle at her answer, something she’d learned after asking Spencer to tell her facts before she goes to sleep instead of a typical bed time story.

“That’s right angel, so you’ve gotta eat slowly okay?” She responds with an enthusiastic nod as she continues to excitedly eat her pancakes, albeit more slowly than before.

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Once breakfast is finished, you send Diana on a mission to retrieve her backpack, and Spencer fills up her water bottle whilst you finish packing up her lunch box. “I can’t believe she’s going to school already,”

Spencer sounds genuinely flabbergasted at the idea, and you can’t help but laugh softly at his bewilderment. “Time flies,”

“You can say that again…” Spencer walks over to you from behind once the bottle is full, snaking his arms around you and placing the bottle on the table besides her now fully packed lunchbox. “It’s crazy,”

Spencer’s voice muffles against the nape of your neck. “It feels like yesterday that we got married, and now our daughter’s off to school,” He sighs against your neck, the warmth sending small tingles down your spine, and you swore you could hear his voice hitch with emotion.

“Hey,” You turn around, your back leaning against the kitchen counter as you take Spencer’s face in your hands, leaning it up to look at you. “Dee’s supposed to be the one crying about her first day of school, not you,” You chuckle softly, rubbing your thumbs over the apples of his cheeks.

“I know, I know, I just-” Spencer sighs softly, leaning the weight of his head into your hands. “I never thought i’d get to live a life like this, and sometimes it just all comes back to me you know?” His eyes glisten as they look into yours, surely glassed over with tears. “I’m so lucky to have the both of you…”

“Spence…” You sigh softly, your face softening at the authenticity of his words, matched in the pure gratitude of his expression.

“Sorry-” He pulls his head out of your hands, taking a deep breath and wiping the back of his hand over his eyes.

“Hey-” you cup his cheek in your hand once more, closing the space between you once more. “I love you, you know that right?”

Spencer breathes out a small laugh, looking into your eyes with a small nod. “Yeah, I love you too.. so much…”

You bridge the remaining distance with a kiss, one which Spencer readily accepts, and you can feel his smile against your mouth as he returns your affection.

“Ewwww,” Diana’s voice calls out from the kitchen door, an animated expression on her face. “Daddy and papa are kissing,”

“You can get in on some kisses too you menace,” You playfully chase Diana around the kitchen table as she laughs, running away from you with her rocket ship backpack planted securely on her shoulders, and once you close the gap you scoop her up into your arms, planting kisses all over her face whilst he tries to wriggle out of your grasp.

“Daddy help me!” Her pleas go unfounded, Spencer joining in on the smothering, leaving Diana out of breath from her giggling.

Diana remains securely in your arms as Spencer, packs her bag with her water and her lunch, zipping the bag closed with another kiss to the side of her face.

“Are you coming too daddy?” Diana’s eyes twinkle as she asks the question, as if silently pleading Spencer to join you in dropping her off for her first day.

“Of course I am angel,” He places another kiss to the tip of her nose that elicits another giggle from her mouth and an excited wave of her arms in celebration.

“Are you sure?” You give Spencer a knowing glance. His job was important, and whilst Diana didn’t quite know just how important, she’d had enough experience with him going on ‘holidays with work’ to not be too disappointed if he couldn’t make it.

“Of course I am,” Spencer tucks some of Diana’s hair behind her ear, her smile only amplifying as he double-confirms that he’s joining them. “It’s my angel’s first day of school, I wouldn’t miss it for the world,”

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toulousewayne · 6 months

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Batfam and Batsis Headcannon: Ages 17-21

Tim:

Timothy Jackson Drake, was a little menace. Y/n knew that from the Time she found him on her doorstep. Tim was the first person Y/n felt like she had to really be careful of her actions in front of. Not because Tim would copy her but because she felt like she was supposed to set an example something she never had to do.

Tim becoming Robin was a bit of a blur for her, she just remembers them patrolling a lot and Tim asking her a lot questions in the beginning.

Tim didn’t live at the manor right away in fact it was a bit into his career before he fully moved in after his parents respected passings.

Tim felt guilty for not saving his father and Y/n spend a lot of time with him to help resolve this feelings because it wasn’t Tim’s fault.

Tim was the little brother she always wanted, he steal her eyeliner and she storm into his room and pick with him while Kon,Bart and Cassie would come over. They loved Tim’s cool older sister and she liked them.

Tim had trouble with words, especially with his feelings. It was no surprise to anyone that Tim walked into his sister’s room on a random Thrusday Night with blush on his face.

“What is it Little Bird?” She inquired while still having her face shoved in a Physics textbook.

Scratching the back of his neck and breathed out a strangled sign,” How do you know when you like someone?”

Y/n turned her gaze to him,”Like or Like Like?”

“Like like.”

“Boy or Girl?”

His blush grew even darker,”Well uhh..”

“Doesn’t matter to me, but just be your normal dorky self. Just don’t word vomit. You tend to do that Little Bird.”

Tim came out to his older sister first years later because she made Tim feel seen but not like it wasn’t a big deal.

Tim and Y/n formed a a very fun bond, it even rivaled his bond with Dick which made the older man a little jealous but it made him become more active with his younger brother which was something Y/n wanted him to do.

Patrol with Batgirl, Robin and Nightwing were the most comical nights Gotham had seen. You had a detective smartass Robin, a chatty hot headed older Bird, and the sassy and mysterious Batgirl. Riddler still has nightmares.

But things began to change and soon other additions became known.

Cassandra:

Y/n had made it clear to Bruce that she wanted a sister, not that she didn’t enjoy her time with Tim and Dick and even Jason. But she wanted someone who could relate to her.

One night after patrol Y/n returned to the Clock Tower and was introduced to Cass. She didn’t talk and once Barbara told her about what happened to her it only made Y/n more protective of her.

Between her and Babs Cass began to think for herself and not like how she was programmed by her father. Barbara taught Cass more about personal and emotional development, but Y/n showed Cass how to be a teenage girl.

She took her to the mall with Tim and let her pick out clothes she felt comfortable with, she let Cass take clothes from her closet in the end because it made her feel connected to people.

Y/n was training and Cass enter the room,”Sorry didn’t realize I was taking so long, I’ll clear out if you like.”

“No,your fine.” Cass responses. Cass takes a stance in front of her. Y/n gets in stance and they too spar. Cass can quickly match Y/n’s attacks and defenses.

The two sparred for a few hours before calling it. “Not bad Sis, how about a Root Beer Float on me?”

“Okie.”

Y/n wraps her arm around Cass and the pair walk out the gym. They two Wayne Sisters scare Bruce. And most men except Alfred.

Y/n was getting ready to graduate Gotham Academy with Honors and she felt kinda sad and Cass appeared before her and engulfed her in a hug.

“She would be proud.” She knew Cass was referring to Y/n’s Mom. “Thank you Sissy.”

Everyone attended,Bruce, Alfred, Dick, Barbara, Tim, and Cass. She was so happy and Bruce threw a party at Wayne Manor for the graduation class.

Y/n took Cass from a group of kids she met at school and took her to her room.

“Cass I your aware that I’m leaving in a few weeks for college in Metropolis.” Cass nodded.

“As much fun as it would be to tag along with Uncle Clark, I just won’t have to time or really need to patrol. Which is why I talked to Babs a few days ago and I’m stepping down as Batgirl.”

Cass understood what she was saying but she also knew how hard Y/n worked to become the new Batgirl.

Y/n took a black box and handed it to Cass. “Me and Babs think your ready and I couldn’t ask for someone else to carry on the mantle.” Cass tore open the box to find her own Batgirl suit.

Tears formed in Cass’s eyes and she hugged Y/n

“I won’t let you down.”

“I know sis, your gonna rock.” Y/n smiled and hugged her back.

Stephanie:

Y/n had taken a step down from being Batgirl full time meaning for a short time Robin patrolled alone. She felt guilty but soon she learned that her little bird had a friend.

Y/n meet Stephanie when Tim and her became official, this was only a few months before she totally resigned from the mantle but she did get to work with Steph a hand full of times.

One of the last times was when ClueMaster escaped from Blackgate and threaten Stephanie’s Mom.

Spoiler spring into action and Batgirl responded to Oracle’s request to assist her. The two formed a plan of action to enter Stephanie’s Mom job and save the hostages.

“You take the left side and I’ll go right. Take the goons out swiftly and hard.”

“Rodger that Batgirl.”

The pair made quick work of the goons, and finally found ClueMaster who had Steph’s mom hostage.

Once they save her she was anything but thankful and resented her daughter for re-prisoning her father.

Batgirl called her own and made the woman feel bad but the damage was done as Stephanie told Batgirl on a rooftop later that night, she learned that she wasn’t to blame for her parents choices nor should she have to atone for her father’s sins.

“Your Steph, never let anyone tell you stop being who you are and never stop being a light for others.”

Even once Stephanie and Tim relationship became more friendly and less romantic Y/n loved the blonde just as much.

Steph would drive up on the weekends with Cass and visit her in college. They would go shopping, try new restaurants and go fun amusement parks.

Stephanie and Y/n become really good friends and if Y/n needed to talk someone who was her siblings or Dad Steph was always willing to listen.

Jason Pt 2:

When Red Hood first emerged Y/n was away in school and no one told her. She had a long weekend and came home to surprise her family. Alfred was the most surprised to find her at the door but by the look on his face it didn’t seem like she was the first surprise this week.

She soon found out about Dick’s bruised ribs and broken leg, and Tim being attacked at Titan’s tower. Even Bruce had token a beaten from his last encounter with Red Hood and Y/n was furious.

“HOW DARE YOU NOT TELL YOU GOT HURT!” She scolded her father.

“y/n, please we didn’t want to worry you, we have everything under—“

She scoffed,”Like Hell you do! Your hurt Dick is black and blue,and Tim looks like he just did three tours in World War Two.”

She bit her tongue,”Who is he Father?”

Bruce sighed,”Y/n..”

“I won’t ask twice.”

Bruce didn’t answer her but instead pressed the button on the computer that light up with the DNA test he just got the results back minutes before her arrival.

Over the course of a minute several different emotions washed over her face and it landed on stoic. She turned on her heels and left the cave with Bruce calling for her to wait.

In a hours time she stood in front of a door in an abandoned apartment complex and knocked on the door. When no once answered she kicked the door down. And in the center of the room was a man laughing with a sack on his head as he was tied and chained to a folding chair.

She marched to him and ripped off the sack and there was bloody and bruised Joker.

“Ooh hello your the beautiful Wayne Daughter that left. Welcome back cupcake.” He chuckled. The sound of the gun clicking filled the room with Joker’s blooded laughing.

“Turn around.” The deep voice ordered. Smirking to herself, “if you were gonna shot me you’d pull the trigger already big brother.”

The room is silent and before Red Hood screams in pain, when Y/n turns around his hand is bloody and a Batarang is on the ground.

“Stand down Jason, he’s not worth it.” Batman brooded.

“You never understood me Old man, I never wanted to kill innocent people. Not Harvey,not Bane just him. He took me away from you..from her. From everything.”

The two had a heated argument and fight that ended with Bruce shielding Y/n from the explosion of the building.

Y/n returned to Jason’s grave and laid flowers. Sighing to herself she stood up and turned to the tree adjacent to his grave.

“You could have found me, I would have helped you Jay. I still can.” Jason appeared in a hoodie and refused to look her in the eyes.

“You always saw the best in me, even when I didn’t deserve it.”

“Bullshit Todd, you can play that song all you want but it doesn’t work on me.” She snapped.

He finally met her gaze, it was the first time since prior to his death did she see his face. His blue eyes now a deep green, a white tuff of hair at the base of his hair, a scare on his left cheek, his eyes look tired as well.

“I’m not who I used to be, I’ve changed, I’ve killed and I can’t change that. They don’t see it but what I do is stop the murders, rapistst the monsters from hurting people.”

She signed,”I won’t lie and say Dad’s ways have flaws but so do yours,” she glanced at the tombstone and dusted it off.

“I remember you taking to me, you visted me all the time.” He grinned .

“And now your back.” She smiled

He didn’t meet her gaze,” it’s not gonna be happy in the Manor, maybe never again.”

“You could try to find out what you want Jay, not many get a second chance at life.”

He nodded and with that he sighed with a grin,”I make no promises, I’ll see you around sis.” And he left the graveyard and she sighed to herself knowing that it was possible but it would take sometime for them to get Jason back.

When she returned to the manor she heard shouting and screaming. She rushed into the living room where Bruce and Dick were trying to keep Tim and and a young boy from killing each other.

“That fucking Demon cut me!” Tim shrieked.

“And I’ll draw more of your pathetic blood imposter.” The boy hissed being held in a tight grip by Dick.

“I can’t leave you idiots alone for five minutes!” Y/n snapped and all the eyes turned to her.

The boy with the deep copper skin and jade eyes was the first to speak,”Is she another one of your bastards you plucked off the sidewalk.” He hissed at Bruce.

Y/n eyed the boy before she turned back to her father,”And who might he be.”

“Damian, he’s your little Brother Y/n.” A tired Bruce clarified.

“Brother!”

“SHE’S MY SISTER!”

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Comfort in a Freind

Highschool!Nanami Kento x GN! reader

word count: 2612

/warnings/ nanami being soft for reader, season two spoilers, slow burn

This was not how this mission was supposed to go, it was supposed to be only a second level curse, not a local deity. Why did it have to be them that went to go deal with it, did noone go and make sure that the curse was what it was supposed to be? How did it all happen? What happened while they were out there on the mission? How was Haibara killed and what did it take for Nanami to be able to come back alive with Haibara?

Why? Why? WHY? Was all you would think about right now. You had yet to even go find the other first years. You were supposed to go with them, but the higher-ups decided that only two people were needed for this mission.

What if you went? Would they be okay? Would you be dead, would you all live? You could not stop the spiral that you were going down. Nothing could pull you out of it. Every way that you thought maybe it would have been different and that you three would still be alive right now and they would tell you all about the mission and how it went and that maybe they were able to do something that they haven’t been able to before.

You were standing in your dorm when you figured out what had happened. Shoko had come to find you and tell you in person, neither of you thought that you would stand in silence in front of her. Shoko has assumed that you would run to go find the other two and make sure that it was true yourself. But here you were, standing in the doorway without a word, without a single tear. Everything was numb and there was nothing you could do and there was no way you could change what the outcome was either. There was nothing anyone could do.

“Do you want time alone? I can ask Nanami or Geto or someone to come over if you want. Are you going to say anything? I know you're not okay, please say saything y/n.” Shoko was trying to pull you out of your spiral. You heard her words but couldn’t bring yourself to talk. You wanted to say something, to do something, you wanted to go and see for yourself, see if this was really just some sick joke. But you couldn't, you could only stand there.

You felt Shoko grab your arm and lead outside of your room and bring you to the morgue. She knew that you wanted to go there and make sure for yourself, but couldn’t bring yourself to do it. She led you to the door before she spoke up, “You can go in if you want to, but know you don’t need to. He’s lying on the table under the white cloth, Geto and Nanami are in there as well if you want to go in and see him one last time.”

You managed to look up and see through the window of what was going on in the room. Nanami was on the other side of the room sitting down with a cloth over his face and Geto was standing next to Haibara on the table. You say now that this was true, and now the only two first years were left. You say the state of his body too, the blood had sipped through the cloth. It was bad, and you could just hope that he died quickly and painlessly, but that was too much mercy for someone of this line of work.

Not being able to take it anymore you ran away from the morgue, letting your feet carry you to wherever they wanted you to go. Ending up in the small wood the lines the school. You always liked it here and went here to cool down after a mission or argument, or even just to be alone and forget about being a jujutsu sorcerer for once. You sat down under one of the trees, your legs pushed against your chest, arms wrapped around them. Burying your head into your knees and cried. Enough to make yourself feel even just a little bit better and to moron everything that is going on. This was too much, more than a sixteen year old should have to.

At some point you had fallen asleep under the tree. There was still plenty of light when you came out here and now the sun had fully set and it was dark now, maybe almost midnight. You looked around for your phone and say that it was almost midnight, just as you thought it was. Deciding if you should get up and go back to your room, or just stay where you were. It was cool outside and it was nice to be outside.

Just as you decided that you were just going to stay outside you heard footsteps coming from behind where you were sitting. Standing up quickly and turning around you realize that it was just Nanami. He looked like a mess, but who could blame him, his hair was a mess and his uniform was unbuttoned and he looked like he dragged himself here.

“Why are you out here? I’ve been looking for you everywhere, everyone else is in their rooms sleeping. You’ll get a cold staying out here all night.” as he approached he was slowly fixing his hair the best he could. He reached out to take your arm. “Come on, let's get you back to your room. When was the last time you ate, I can get you something if you would like.”

He was pulling you along with him back to the dorms. You didn’t answer any of his questions and just walked along with him, now with your arms wrapped around his left. The cold was finally getting to you wearing just your uniform without your jacket.

It took a few minutes to get to the dorms, walking you to your room. It was unlocked as Shoko had just closed it when she took you to the morgue.

Nanami led you to your bed and had you sit.

“Go take a shower, you look horrible. I’m going to go get one too and I’ll be right back and we can make something to eat.” with that he turned around and left the room.

Getting up and grabbing your sleep clothes, you got a shower. It helped with getting the chill off of you and to relax a bit. Feeling better and less dingy after taking one. Turning off the water and putting on your oversized shirt and pants you walked back out to your room. Nanami wasn’t back yet so you sat on your bed and plugged in your phone. Grabbing your book as well and sitting with your back on the headboard and legs stretched out you begane to read.

After a few chapters Nanami knocked on your door and walked in with a bag from the local convenience store as well as a cup holder with some warm drinks. Seems he had showed and left to go get some proper food for the two of you to have.

“I went to the convenience store after my shower, hope you didn’t have to wait too long for me. They didn’t have much but I managed to get some things for us to have." He walked over to your bed, setting the bag down on the edge and handing you the drinks. Then he began to pull things out of the bag. Pulling out some onigiri, instant ramen and a meat bun. Along with a random assortment of small candies. He handed you the meat bun in exchange for the drink, taking them out of the holder and setting them on the nightstand.

He picked up the ramen and went over to your desk where you kept a kettle, turning it on. Eating the meat bun you watched him make the ramen from across the room. He seemed to care a lot about right now. Both needing the comfort of someone after what had happened in the last 24 hours. Neither of you truly knew how to handle things like this, but this was nice, even better if it wasn’t under these conditions. Nanami was kind to you and always helped you with anything you asked for. THe second always jokes about how you and him would make a great couple, even go as far as say that you two would get married if only you two say what they did. Right was one of the first times that you see what they have been teasing you two about.

“Here I’ll set this here, it’s too hot to eat right now. Oh and I got green tea for the both of us, I was going to get coffee but we need sleep. Is the bun okay?” Nanami had finished making the ramen and brought it over to you and sat it down next to you, grabbing his and going to the other side of the bed and setting his things on the nightstand before climbing on the bed beside you.

“Mhm, thank you Nanami. You didn’t have to do this you know” Answering him before taking another bit of your bun. It was actually very good, but not sure if that was just because of the lack of food for the day or if it truly was good.

“We both need it, so it was really nothing. I know neither of us have eaten well today. You were also the one who fell asleep under a tree” He grabbed his ramen and began to eat from it, not looking at you. Letting out a giggle and a “I was tired”, you finish your bun without another word.

Pulling out your laptop you clicked a few things and brought up a video for the two of you to watch. Setting the computer on the bed where you both could see it. Then picking up your ramen to also eat from it, it was cool enough to eat now but it was still warm.

The two of you sat and ate in silence, watching the screen in front of you two. Soon enough you both were down with your food and drinks, but neither moved to throw away anything or go to their room. You found you that you were starting to grow tired again, though trying to fight off the sleep, but the feeling of safety that Nanami brought to you didn’t help, soon closing your eyes and falling asleep again.

Soon enough you feel something next to you start moving, blinking awake. You remember the night before that Nanami was with you on your bed, remembering that you fell asleep while watching videos.

Blinking your eyes open you see Nanami getting up and cleaning up what was left. Throwing away all the wrappers and empty containers. He walked over to your side of the bed and grabbed the empty cup of tea and ramen taking them to the trash. Back over to you, picking up your book, marking it and setting it back on the stand. Looking up he scanned the room before looking at you.

“You can go back to sleep, I was just cleaning up. I’ll go back to my room to try and get more sleep.” He said in a low voice, he had fallen asleep as well. His hair was a mess again and he sweats he had on where slightly messed up as well. This was a better messy look on him than what he looked like when he found you under the tree in the middle of the night. Really getting to look at his face now you could tell that he was not doing any better than you, he eyes were puffy and slightly red, he cried in his sleep, he also was slightly shifting his weight from where he stood. But, then he turned around, you didn’t want him to leave you alone.

“NO, wait Nanami,” you yelled out when he started to walk towards the door, “Don’t go, please. I… I don't want to be alone. Please stay”

He turned around to look at you, he didn’t think you would actually want him to stay with you. Slowly walking back over to you, he circled the bed to the other side and laid down on your bed before talking.

“I suppose I’ll stay with you until we have to get up for training.” It was barely above a whisper, just enough for you to hear him. He pulled you over in his arms, your face into his chest, bringing the blanket over the both of you.

“Please don’t leave. Promise to always be by my side, always.” you whispered back to him. In your half asleep state you were not truly listening to what was being said or what you were saying in return, in the morning you won’t remember why Nanami had stayed with you throughout the rest of the night.

The man next to you let out a small chuckle, saying “I'm not going anywhere, I'll be here if you need me. I won't be losing anyone else.”

Soon your both were fast asleep well into the day and missed morning training, but when the second years say that you two had cuddled up next to each other in order to bring yourselves comfort, they left you alone. There were some things that were best left the way they were, beside you two needed the rest and comfort.

Besides seeing you two do something with the feelings they all knew you had for each other was a nice breath of fresh air for everyone. Leaving you two to sleep together in peace.

~bonus~

Blinking your eyes awake you feel Nanami begin to get up out of bed, not wanting him to leave yet and take all his warmth with him you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down back into the bed.

“y/n, we should get up and do training, it's almost noon, we missed morning training already.” he tried to convince you to let go of you, and trying to steady himself, an arm of either side of your head.

“But Nanami, I'm comfy and you're warm. I don't wanna get up yet” you wined back at him

“Then I will go to train by myself, then you can join when you're ready.” He was still trying to get you to release your grip on him.

“But you said you wouldn’t leave me, you can’t go back on your word now. I want you to stay with me forever.” winning again at him and pulling him just a bit closer to you, now you're faces only a few inches apart, your eyes were closed so you couldn't see the blush growing on the blond’s face.

An idea popped into his mind and decided it might be the best way to get you to let him go. Leaning closer to you he closed the gap that was between you to. Kissing you for only a few seconds. In shock you let him go with a small squeal. Pulling away, the blush had grown across his face and a small smirk was on face as well.

“After training, I won't go anywhere y/n '' was the last thing he said to you, and for never wanting to do overtime, he really pushed himself to make sure that you were always happy and nothing ever hurt you.

“Oh and call me Kento” before hearing the door close.

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