#mine like what do you do about all the typos and the mistakes and just ahhhhhhhhh

[gentil-minou]

sharing my wangxian phlebotomist!wwx/blood donor!lwj au from twitter here (a summary here if you wanna see)

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The hardest part of the adoption process was supposed to be endless paperwork and screenings and the anxiety of not being good enough to meet high standards of the court.

It wasn't supposed to be A-Yuan's first doctors appointment.

His pitiful screams fill the small doctor's office. He's clinging to Lan Wangji's shoulders like there a lifeline, hiding and all LWJ wants to do is bundle up his son and carry him back to safety.

But these are mandatory vaccines he needs in order to attend pre-k. So he cant.

Nurse: Shots are never fun at this age, huh He would beg to differ; they're never fun at any age But see lwj isnt afraid of the shots themselves. Hes terrified of the sight of blood. His BFF loves horror movies & he watches them with her bravely by staring at the corner of the tv

When lwj gets his blood drawn, he looks closes his eyes and imagines being in a cold pond somewhere. But he's never been afraid of just the shot before.

He's helpless in the face of his son's distress. The nurse sighs, saying theyll have to try again another day.

A-Yuan sniffles into his baba's shirt, exhausted from the crying fit. His eyes are still watery and he looks around the room with such fear in his eyes, before withdrawing back into the safety of his baba's chest.

Lan Wangji has no idea what to do, only cradles him closer

Thankfully, LWJ has someone who can help. His best friend, Jiang Yanli is a child therapist and has been helping him prepare his home for A-Yuan.

If anyone knows what to do, it's Yanli-jie

JYL: Zhanzhan, have you tried showing him its not scary?

LWJ has not, bc he's terrified

JYL is the only one allowed to call him Zhanzhan. In Uni she was the one who mentored him his first week of school. Someone slipped him alcohol and he got deliriously drunk.

Yanli-jie was the one who found him and took him home. This is what they told the cohort but actually…

JYL: seeing his Baba get a shot and be okay might motivate him to be more brave

LWJ certainly doesn't feel brave. He's thinking of the blood flowing from his veins and then LEAVING them to go who knows where. It sounds barbaric

He has the distinct memory of learning what a period is in middle school and promptly passing out

He is not a fan of anything related to blood

But LWJ has learned that Yanli-jie knows what she's doing, so, despite the way he can swear he feels his blood pumping with fear, he agrees...but there's a problem.

LWJ: I am up to date on all my shots. How can I show him it is safe?

JYL: Hmm....I have an idea. My brother is a phlebotomist! He can help.

LWJ is confused. Last he heard, the younger Jiang is a prosecutor who makes a living viciously yelling in a courtroom.

JYL: Not him, Zhanzhan. My adoptive brother, A-Xian. I bet he would be happy to help you. He works at the blood bank at Yiling Clinic! The perfect exposure!

For who?, LWJ wonders. A blood bank sounds like a house of horrors to him. And a person who chooses to stick a needle in people and remove the very force that gives them life? He cannot imagine getting along with this person at all.

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Yiling Clinic is a community clinic in a part of town Lan Wangji has never been to, especially since the Gusu Group has their own private hospital.

But this is where Yanli-jie's phlebotomist little brother works.

A-Yuan clings to the back of his legs as they approach the receptionist, a young man with amazing cat eye makeup named Mo Xuanyu

These two definitely do not fit the bill for their usual patients, with their designer clothing, so he asks with some skepticism: Um, can I help you?

LWJ has spent the last two hours siking himself up for the blood part, he isn't prepared at all for social interactions. He flounders like a fish.

LWJ: …I am…We are here for…

A shout comes from behind them: Ah! A-Yu, is that A-jie's friend? Zhanzhan?

LWJ flinches until he sees a man sprinting towards them. The 1st thing he notices is this man is wearing lilac scrubs with little white rabbits on them.

The 2nd thing he notices is this man has the most enchanting smile he's ever seen. Already, LWJ feels more relaxed.

The man winks at him: You like the scrubs? A-jie said A-Yuan liked bunnies, I figured this would help keep him calm.

LWJ does not blurt I like bunnies too. But only just.

Beside the man is a pediatric nurse named Wen Ning, no relation, who says he's here to help with A-Yuan

Yanli-jie's little brother, the phlebotomist, introduces himself: Ah! Sorry, Lan Zhan. Jiejie always calls you that so it just stuck. I'm Wei Wuxian. You can call me Wei Ying if you wanna make it even.

Strangely, LWJ feels no need to correct him: Lan Zhan is fine, Wei Ying.

WWX smiles so brightly, LWJ feels dizzy with it.

WWX: Now where's the little bunny himself?

A-Yuan has been clinging behind LWJ's pant leg, tilting around just enough to peek with one eye at this strange gege.

WWX: Maybe not a rabbit then, a radish who likes to hide away!

A-Yuan becomes offended: I don't like radishes!

WWX laughs: Me neither! But Qing-jie says they help us grow big and strong, so they can't be all that bad huh?

WWX is crouched in front of A-Yuan, draping both arms across his knees and resting his chin in one hand. He waits.

LWJ admires his patience. The longer WWX waits, crouched and rocking back and forth in front of A-Yuan, smile gently and welcoming, the more A-Yuan's natural curiosity gets the better of him.

Eventually, his son comes out from behind his leg to touch a black bunny on his sleeve

A-Yuan: I like this one. We only have a white bunny at home.

WWX: I like the black bunny too! What's your bunny's name?

A-Yuan: Banana, bc she tries to eat Baba's banana every morning, and you are what you eat.

He recites this with all the solemnity a 4 yo could possess

WWX's laughter echoes through the lobby: Well! You're very right, A-Yuan. Maybe you aren't a radish after all then. Tell me, what do little boys eat?

A-Yuan: I'm not little! I'm 4 and a half!

WWX: Right, right, I sincerely apologize for my mistake. What do big boys eat then?

A-Yuan purses his lips and taps his chin, pondering his question carefully: Hmm… jelly beans?

WWX looks like he wants to laugh more, but instead says: I see, I see. Thank you for your wisdom A-Yuan.

He looks up at LWJ, dark eyes dancing. LWJ's heart rabbits against his chest

WWX: If your baba is ready, we can head down to my cave if you'd like. I have a lot of cool machines I'd love to show you.

A-Yuan's eyes widen into saucers as he gasps: A cave? Wowww

They grin conspiratorially at each other, before turning bright eyes up at LWJ

LWJ feels warm and much more relaxed inside, so he nods: Mn. We may go.

A-Yuan cheers and holds WWX's hand as the head downstairs.

LWJ trails behind making small talk with WN, watching WWX and A-Yuan swing their hands and skip ahead, feeling something warm blossom in his chest.

The hallway to Wei Wuxian's lab isn't anything like Lan Wangji expects.

The rooms at Gusu are all perfectly pristine and sterile, painted white to promote serenity, rest, and healing.

For one thing, he'd raided a Halloween store at some point and hung up all sorts of decorations, mostly vampire themed. There's one that's says "I vant to suck your blood!" except suck is crossed out and replaced with "donate". Wwx and A-yuan giggle together at wwx's fake accent

It's definitely not up to Gusu General's strict standards. For one thing, there're beanbag chairs in the hall outside. Wwx says it's to feel more comfy while others wait, as he's the only phlebotomist on staff and it can take a while. A-Yuan personally tests each one.

His lab is…adequate if far too small. There's a desk that's overrun with stacks of papers and textbooks and a shelf that's filled with even more. The actual space where blood is drawn is, thankfully, sterile and clean. Though he's decorated with demons demanding blood for food

There's a temp controlled room where the blood is stored, with a red door and the words "Blood Pool" written in menacing barely legible font

Despite the…interesting decor, the room is homely and, surprisingly, welcoming. A-Yuan at least is having a very fun time getting a tour

Wwx patiently answers all of A-Yuan’s questions, even the endless why's, with utmost sincerity, even when his answers are purely nonsense.

Lwj can't stop the fond smile from lifting the corner of his lips. A-Yuan had never warmed up to a medical professional so fast.

He's pulled from his musings when A-Yuan grabs his sleeve: Baba! Blood-gege says this machine makes blood spin around!

Wwx burst out laughing: Blood-gege? I love it!

Lwj is enchanted, head repeating those last 3 words again and again as wwx fondly ruffles A-Yuan's fluffy hair

Wwx: alright, now that you're familiar with my beauty Chenqing (referring to his bloody spinny machine lwj does not want to think about), shall we get down to business?

He says this with his bright dark eyes glittering at LWJ. Right. The blood donating part.

Lwj gulps, nodding. A prisoner walking up to the gallows.

TBC

(If you're interested, I'm probably going to continue at least up to the end of the first part before i just make it into one long fic! You can follow it on my twitter!)

#i tried the threadfic thing on twitter and im finding it hard to get any engagement there and i think this au is cute okay #and i cant write it until a couple weeks from now so im just gonna share it here #call me wwx the way im shameless with my self promotion #hehe #bushy writing #mdzs #wangxian #mdzs fanfiction #mo dao zu shi #if the formatting looks dumb its cause im copying and pasting from shitter djfksh i dont actually write like this i just wanna share this o #anyways someone tell me how twitter fandoms work why are they so hardddd #from what i've seen the writing mdzs fandom is most active on there but i cannot understand how to get recognition there #to be fair i've always been a tumblr girlie and never posted much on my twitter besides retweeting art anyways #but i want validation for my writing T___T #also threadfics are a challenge of themselves and i admire writers who have the patience to deal with them because i am very much losing #mine like what do you do about all the typos and the mistakes and just ahhhhhhhhh #also i think its because im joining in the middle of twitter's mass exodus but idk where else to go #anyways

[zentraex]

Summary: You made a lot mistakes in your new job, but do you regret them? Nope, not a bit. But who can blame you for it? If you wouldn't have done them, you never would have met this pretty boy.

Remember: German Grammar is a lot different then English grammar. I apologize for any mistakes.

Pairing: Francis Mosses (doppelganger) x gn! Reader

(A/N): I usually write for mha, but this men dominates my fyp on TikTok and I can't stop grinning like an idiot about all this fanarts. My men is just too attractive for his own good. Nevertheless, Tumblr has too few fanfictions for him, so I had to do it myself. Still, I am not that proud about how it turned out. It certainly sounded better in my head, but I don't care. One shitty fanficion is better than none.

Art by @asteriscks on TikTok

This game is not mine, but Ignacio Alvarado. I also used phrases from the game.

Mistakes? Yes, but no regrets.

It's been a week since you started working for D.D.D as a doorman. 

You can remember your first day so well, it could have been yesterday. 

Well... probably because your life is constantly at stake. 

_

It started with a mistake that you ended up here. It was completely unexpected since you always made sure, that you sent your rent to the right account. 

Surely no one can blame you for a small typo, right?

Well, your landlord, who kept pounding on your door until you woke up, surely did.

"What?" you asked, annoyed, as you opened the door.

"When do you plan to finally pay your bill? The date has already been overdue for two weeks!" he complains. 

What?

"Sorry, but I've already transferred my money to you."

"Well, I didn't get anything. Do you still have the receipt for the transfer?"

"No..."

You already knew what that meant: double payment.

"Look, today, I'll transfer it to your account again, okay? If it doesn't work this time, it's not my fault."

You were about to close the door, but your landlord had other plans when he held the door open with his foot.

 "No no no. You will give me the money now. I don’t trust you. Why would you transfer it to me today, when it should have happened two weeks ago. You will give it to me now."

Your eyes widened. 

Now?

"But I don't have that much money in my hand? Who's got that?"

"Then I'll have to kick you out for now. But don't worry, no one is going to buy an apartment here anytime soon, so you can move right back in as soon as you give me the money."

Staring stunned at his smiling face you could have sworn you were about to hit him. 

"The keys?" 

With watery eyes, you grabbed your keys, placed them in his outstretched hand, and frowned.

What kind of person had such sharp fingernails as he does?  

You were sure that he could definitely have stabbed someone with them.

Thank God, I didn't hit him. 

"When do you plan to give me the money? I've heard that all banks closed today. Some kind of holiday among them, I've heard."

What!?

How were you going to get through the day today? You intentionally left everything in your apartment since you were so sure that you could have given the money to your landlord in a matter of minutes. 

"You’re telling me this now!?"

"If you had paid, you wouldn’t need to know." 

That filthy bastard.

No matter how angry you were at that moment, your panic was overweighting.  

What were you going to do now? 

Shit.

"Man, I really wouldn't want to be in your situation...", the landlord murmured.

Fuck the nails- This guy deserves a punch.

Just as you raised your fist, he speaks again.

"But maybe we can agree on something.

Then you stopped. 

"The D.D.D., which is responsible for the safety of all residents in this area, is looking for doormans. Ours has recently...quitted, which is why we are urgently looking for one. They pay three times the amount of your rent in a week. If you take the job, I can overlook your sloppiness this time."

Three times your rent? In a week? And for what? To sit there and check a few documents. You'd be crazy not to take the offer! 

"Okay. I'll do it. Where can I apply?"

"Don't worry, I'll sort it out for you. Tomorrow, you can start”

_

Looking back, it should have been clear to you that something was wrong. Starting with the sudden his sudden threat, the fingernails and this stupid story about the holiday of the banks. 

Maybe it was just because you were too panicked at that moment to think rationally.

But let’s be true here: when are you thinking rationally? If you did, you would certainly have quitted after your first day.

_

"Welcome and congratulations on your new job."

After watching the short video, a man in the yellow suit came to your window. You are so shocked that you can’t even answer.

I'm going to die today!

After all, you know it yourself: you're too gullible for the job. There's no chance you'll unmask a doppelganger who copies someone well.

“As you could see on the introductory film, your job is to verify the entry of the neighbors of your building. Each day there will be a list of individuals who will request entry to the building. It is possible that there are individuals who request entry and aren’t on the list. In which case you will mark on the checklist that they are not on the list and proceed to question the individual. Also, you must verify that the ID and the entry reqest are correct and have the respective D.D.D. logo. Don’t forget to also check the expiration on the IDs. Remember it’s Febuary 1955."

Your gaze wanders to the note that was stuck to the wall. 

Arnold Schmicht F02 – 01

Anastacha Mikaelys F02 – 04

Robertsky Peachman F01 – 02

Steven Rudboys F03 – 03 

Mia Stone F03 – 01

Rafttellyn Cappuccin F03 – 04

Admittedly, you don't know any of your neighbors, neither by character nor really by sight. You were never the type to care about your neighbors. 

"I wish you good luck."

C’mon Reader, be like Henry…

But better.

The first inhabitant was Mia Stone and you already started to sweat.

"Good evening."

Was she real? Was she a doppelganger? 

With shaky hands, you reached for her ID and entry pass, only to find that everything was fine. She was also on today's list and her appearance doesn't show any deviations either, right?

Just to be sure, you looked into the folder that described her appearance: 

Long hair

Small round nose

She has freckles

...

...

...

Freckles?

Your eyes wandered again to the woman in front of you, who was waiting patiently behind the window. 

You narrowed your eyes a little and leaned forward to get a better view of her.

No matter how long you stared at her, you didn't see them, her freckles. 

"You look different...", you murmur after a while.

"What's wrong with my appearance? I think everything is fine with my appearance."

Her photo on her ID and Entry Pass both have no freckles. 

Perhaps a mistake on the part of the D.D.D.? 

You're about to press the green button, but then you see her grinning slightly out of the corner of your eye. 

Shit. 

She almost had you. You're really not made for this job.

Your hand slammed hard against the red button, causing the siren to blare and the metal window to crash down. 

"3312," you murmur to yourself.

"You have contacted the D.D.D.. A group of agents has been sent to your building. Please wait for the cleaning protocol to run."

Cleaning protocol? 

What happens to those who were cleaned? They certainly won't be killed, will they? 

What if they will?

What if your judgment was wrong?

What if...

Your thoughts were interrupted as the siren fell silent and the metal window went up, only to reveal the yellow man.

"Cleaning protocol completed. You can continue your job."

It took a while until someone finally came again. 

This time, your heart was pounding faster. Significantly faster. And this time, you can't even say for sure that it's all out of fear. 

Milkman...

You definitely can't deny it: he's probably one of the most attractive men you've ever seen. 

You don't even have to look at today's checklist to tell he's not on it – a face like his would have caught your eye right away. 

"Francis Mosses, huh?" you murmured to yourself as you looked at his ID. "You're not on today's list."

"I’m not on today’s list because I had to leave due to an emergency."

Long nose

Thin chin

Tired eyes

Short hair

Wears a hat

It all fit. The only thing left now was a call. 

Just as you began to spin the wheel of the phone, he said, "You're new here, aren't you? I've never seen you here before."

"Yes, today is my first day."

"Must be hard, huh? I've heard that more and more doppelgangers are appearing and they are becoming more and more error-free. It would be a shame if such a pretty face as yours were to disappear forever."

Your cheeks turn red and suddenly you feel shyer than you actually are.

"B-But your job has to be hard as well. I didn't think that being a milkman would rob you so much sleep."

Francis smiles a little. So little that you almost didn't see it at all.

"It's not. I just stay up for a very long time. If you like, I can bring you some milk sometime. It's refreshing, calms the nerves."

You bite your lip slightly when you have to refrain from a question.

What milk do you mean exactly?

My God, why were you just such a sucker for handsome men?

"I'd be delighted, Francis."

You talked to him for a while and you quickly forgot that you were actually going to call someone. 

"I'd like to talk to you more, but I don't want to stop you from your work. I'll see you tomorrow, right, Reader?"

And you quickly forgot that you never told him your name. 

You pressed the green button.

_

"Shh," whispered the voice of Francis next to your ear. 

It was your third day, your third time to change shift.

Well, it usually would have been.

Your vision and mouth were blocked by the bloody hands of the doppelganger who claimed to be Francis.

He had killed the doorman, that should have taken over your shift.

You had to admit, that you were more than inconsiderate. After all, you didn't ask for his entry pass, nor the reason why he wasn't on today's list.  

"I'll let you go now, yeah? No wrong move, okay?"

He laughed softly as he released his hands from you and turned your chair, so you were facing him. 

"We don't want to hurt you, do we, Reader?"

The sentence shouldn't have given you hope, because after all, you were more than sure that you were going to die one way or another.

Maybe you should have shown a little resistance. For your honor, but....

Oh?

He is so close to you that you can practically feel his body heat. Or was it your own? Your face, despite your situation, was burning. 

Even though he said he was letting you go, his hands ran over your body and you couldn't deny that it did something to you. 

Were you so shameful?

"Actually, I wanted to wait, but I couldn't take it anymore.  I've been patient long enough, haven't I? It was so much work for me, to let you get this job."

You didn't know what to say. Honestly, you didn't know if you would even be able to answer him. 

His breath touched your throat as he spoke, "I think I deserve this, don't I? What do you say, Reader? Do I deserve my reward?”

If you were going to die anyway, why not enjoy the last few minutes?

Regardless of whether he was a doppelganger, he had lived up to his title as "Mlikman" that night.

_

"You killed the real Francis Mosses?" you asked the next day. 

Francis grins, almost so much so that his real form was threatening to show itself.

"Yes, of course. What would have happened if he had come before me? You would have sent the D.D.D. after me."

Well, he had a point, huh?

No matter how wrong it was, you were glad it didn't come to that. 

You didn't know the real Francis Mosses. That's probably why his death was so insignificant to you.

"Have you killed more people?"

"Just more doppelgangers you let through."

Your eyes widened. 

You were so sure you caught them all. The false success was the reason why you didn't quit…well, it was one of the reasons.

"How many have I let through?"

Francis just continues to wear his smirk as he gives you a kiss on the forehead.

"Don't rack your pretty head over it, okay?"

You just nod, smiling.

"Are you going to kill others...?

You don't know why you added your next question. Probably because you wanted to feel special. 

"Would you kill for me?"

"Hooooonn"

When you turn your gaze to his face, two white pupils stared at you and his grin is inhumanly wide and black. 

You don't know if it's joyful or sadistic, but it definitely made you feel special.

_

Looking back, you made more than a few mistakes. 

But honestly? 

You don't regret a single one of them. After all, all of them have led to an all-too-familiar knock on your window.

When you look up, he waves, the milkman. 

#francis mosses #francis mosses x reader #francis mosses x you #x reader #x gn reader #x you #x y/n #yandere #milkman #milkman x reader #that's not my neighbor x reader #yandere francis mosses #yandere milkman

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Katherine’s horny thought has been sent to you: 💌

Bucky Barnes is a feral man when it comes to his girl and seeing her being friendly with Steve…he cannot contain himself anymore. You gotta share something angsty and smutty babe. For all of us. 🤍

Here’s a promt:

“Are you trying to make me jealous doll? Cause it’s fucking working.”

You’re Mine » Bucky Barnes/Winter Soldier

Pairings: Boyfriend!Bucky Barnes x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary: Bucky makes sure his best girl knows that she’s his and only his when he sees her getting a little to friendly with Steve.

Warnings: Angst, Smut (18+), language, mentions of alcohol, jealousy, kissing, hickeys, fingering, unprotected sex, daddy kink, metal arm kink, praise kink, praise kink, choking, degrading, name calling (slut), use of pet names

A/N: Thank you for requesting @katherineswritingsblog 🩷

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes and typos.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

Bucky watched from across the room as your hand rubbed Steve’s bicep, giving it a squeeze. His right hand was clutching the glass so tight that it could shatter any second. Bucky’s jaw clenched when you kissed Steve on his cheek. That was the last straw for him. Bucky downed the rest of his whiskey and slammed the glass on the table, not caring if he broke it or not.

“Hey doll, we better call it a night. We have that thing to do tomorrow.” Bucky says, grabbing your upper arm.

“What thing?” You asked, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion.

“You know what I’m talking about.” He says, tightening his grip on your arm, making you wince slightly.

“Oh yea!” You went along with it. “Goodnight, Stevie.” You say, kissing Steve’s cheek again.

Bucky practically drug you out of the room to the elevator and to yours and his shared bedroom. He closed and locked the door the second you two got in the bedroom. He then pinned you against the wall.

“Are you trying to make me jealous, doll? Cause it’s fucking working.” He practically growls.

“Now you know how I feel, James.” You say with sass in your tone.

Bucky chuckles and shook his head.

“So this is what that little stunt was about, huh?” He starts. “You decided to flirt with Steve cause I was talking to that girl at the coffee shop yesterday.” He says.

“More like flirting.” You say with an attitude.

Bucky grasped your jaw, making you look straight at him. His blue eyes were filled with jealousy, anger, and lust.

“How many god damn times do I have to tell you? I told her that I have a girlfriend and wanted nothing to do with her.” He says, almost gritting his teeth.

“That’s not what I saw!” You say.

“What did you think you seen, babydoll?” He asks.

“You were flirting with her! That’s what I seen and heard!” You say.

“And you think that it makes it right to flirt with my best friend?” He says.

“I wanted to give you a taste of your own medicine.” You say.

Bucky scoffs and shakes his head.

“Let me tell you something, babydoll…” His face got closer to yours, his lips inches from yours. “You’re fucking mine. Not Steve’s. Mine.” Bucky growls.

The next thing you know, you hear the sound of fabric tearing. Bucky just ripped off your dress. You didn’t even have time to react to it cause he yanked your panties down your legs and picked you up. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist. Bucky almost immediately latched his lips on your neck, his teeth biting down hard enough to mark you up. A moan left your lips when his metal fingers rubbed your clit. His fingers found their way to your wet entrance, circling it teasingly before unexpectedly sliding two metal fingers inside of you. His fingers fucked you fast while his metal thumb rubbed your clit. You threw your head back against the wall, moans of his name leaving your lips.

“Oh daddy!” You moaned.

His fingers found your sweet spot almost immediately. Your pussy clenched around his fingers every time his fingers hit it.

“You’re such a fucking slut for me.” Bucky almost whispers. “I bet I can get you to cum in seconds just with my metal fingers.” He says.

You couldn’t form any coherent words. Moans and whimpers left your lips the more he degraded you. Honestly, you fucking love it when he degrades you. Bucky knows it turns you on. That’s why he does it.

His fingers were hitting all of the right spots, massaging your wet and warm walls and hitting your sweet spot causing your cunt to squeeze around his fingers. Your orgasm was building up quickly.

“I bet you’re so close, aren’t you, doll?” Bucky taunts. “You want to cum, don’t you?” He says.

“Yes please, daddy!” You whimpered.

“That’s too bad.” He abruptly took his fingers out of your pussy and leaving you frustrated. “You’re not gonna cum for a while.” He says, making you whine in frustration.

Bucky walked you over to the bed, dropping you on it. You propped yourself up on your elbows and watched as Bucky stripped himself out of his clothes. You looked down at his hard cock and licked your lips.

“My eyes are up here, doll face.” Bucky says, snapping his fingers.

“Shut up and fuck me.” You sassed.

Bucky spread your legs and got in between them. A loud moan left your lips when Bucky thrusted his cock inside of you in one thrust. You decided to test him more.

“Is that all you got? I’m sure Steve can give me more.” You say tauntingly.

A growl left Bucky’s lips. His metal hand wrapped around your throat, squeezing a little bit. He put his hand on the headboard above your head and began pounding into you. Your nails left red scratch marks on his back. Loud moans left your lips.

“Say that again. I fucking dare you.” Bucky growls. “Steve doesn’t know your body like I do. He wouldn’t know how to touch you like I do.” He says.

Pleasure took over your body. Bucky’s cock was hitting your sweet spot repeatedly. His fingers on his right hand found their way to your clit and began rubbing to the point where you were sensitive. Your pussy squeezed around his cock.

“Daddy, please!” You whined. “Please let me cum!” You begged. “I’ll be a good girl!” You whined again.

“I don’t think so, babydoll. You’re not gonna cum until I do.” He says.

“But daddy!” You whined.

“Quit your fucking whining.” He says, applying light pressure on your throat.

You tried your best to not cum, but it was so hard. His cock kept hitting your sweet spot, making you want to cum. Bucky pulled you into a rough kiss, his tongue slid past your parted lips and explored every inch of your mouth.

“You want to cum so badly?” Bucky asks. “Prove to me that you deserve to cum.” He says.

“I won’t ever flirt with Steve again. I promise to be a good girl and listen to what daddy says.” You say, followed by a whimper.

“You better be a good girl and do what I say.” He starts. “Cum for daddy, doll.” He whispers.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and a loud moan of his name left your lips as you came hard, soaking the sheets beneath you. Bucky’s thrusts became sloppy and he came inside of you. He thrusted a few more times before pulling out and laid down next to you. Both of you were sweaty and panting.

“Flirt with Steve again and I won’t hesitate to tie you to the bed and edge you.” Bucky says.

🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵🩵

-Bucky’s Doll

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[letters-to-me]

astro observations | pt. 1

Hi!🤍 This is my first post with astrology observations. I am not a professional astrologer, but I have been interested in astrology for several years.

Note: These are just my observations, you don't have to agree or identify with them. Do not take everything seriously. English is my second language so forgive me for mistakes and typos. do not copy, steal, rewrite my work, or repost on other social medias

Sun square Uranus creates highly individualistic and unconventional individuals who may appear selfish and eccentric. These people have a strong desire to showcase their uniqueness and serve as examples for others. They struggle with accepting authority and often resort to rebellious behavior to draw attention to themselves. A classmate of mine from primary school has this aspect and used to rebel against teachers to impress his friends. He also bullied the weaker ones. Moon sextile Mercury this aspect gives really good memory. People with this aspect are often very intelligent. These people are interested in their origin and roots. Mercury sextile Uranus gives the ability to discover and invent new things. These people like new technologies. They often need to exchanges ideas and opinions with others. They have novel way of thinking and they like to argue about opinions. Jupiter in 11th house people are really lucky when it comes to friends, groups. Others find it easy to befriend them. Even their open enemies are relatively respectful and have shown mercy. They usually have a lot of close friends. People with the Moon in Virgo feel that anything they do is not good enough for their standards and will always find something to complain or nag about. Virgo moons tend to get upset if certain things aren’t perfect. I also noticed Virgo moons can have severe bitch energy. Libra moons may avoid conflicts and confontation. People with Moon in Libra, that I know, love to be the centre of attention and are keen to express their opinions. Most of them can be people pleasers. Scorpio venus are incredibly receptive and observant. They can come off as very passionate but may also get attached very easily as well as being obsessive. It’s like a 'ride or die' placement. I’ve never met a person with Venus in Scorpio that didn’t obsess over their partner. Scorpio venuses smell bullshit from a mile away and are not afraid to tell you what’s up. Venus square Neptune people day dream a lot and idealize people. Venus square Neptune makes people have rose-coloured glasses. They are too forgiving. Mars in the 11th house may find it difficult to make and keep friends. There may occur competition amongst friends. These people also have a habit of distancing themselves too much and ghosting other people. Venus opposite Pluto natives tend to attract people who are obsessive, attached and controlling. There may be insecurities in relationships, such as an obsessive fear that your partner may cheat on you or leave you. You may feel tempted to control your partner. "Power is my mistress. I have worked too hard at her conquest to allow anyone to take her away from me." – Napoleon Bonaparte who had this aspect.

I hope you enjoyed it. Wish you all the best and have a wonderful Thursday!!!🤍

#astrology observations #astro observations #astro notes #astro community #birth chart #natal chart #sun square uranus #moon sextile mercury #mercury sextile uranus #11th house jupiter #virgo moon #libra moon #scorpio venus #venus square neptune #11th house mars #venus opposite pluto

[kaylas-world-0]

Rayman x Reader

A/N: This time definetly a romantic one-shot! You two are dating for the sake of this fluffy story~

I, of course, again couldn't think anything else but the Rayman from the games bleh.

I WILL NO LONGER WRITING FOR ANYONE UNTIL I FINISH MY REQUESTS Thank youuu~

So sorry if there is any typo mistakes~

Summary: You and him- cute everyday intimate moments~

Warnings: ... a little bit suggestive in the end

Masterlist

Word Count: no idea once again

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64

Btw does anyone want to be in the tag list?

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

Good news I find more gifs~

Fruits

He quickly followed behind, "Ah.. to where?"

You push a basket on his chest, "Here take this and follow me." You turn around and start to stroll down in the forest with a happy hum.

You give him a look, "What do you think?"

He huffed realising how stupid his question was, "Okay. But why?"

You coed playfully, "What? The all mighty ray of sunshine don't want to help? Oh, wait, I get it. He was thinking of going back to sleep." You smirked to yourself.

Instead of being offended he hummed with a grin, "Actually laying down doesn't sound too bad right now."

You rolled your eyes, "Well, It's better than sleeping."

"Helping you to collect fruits? Sure." He grinned.

You shook your head, "I am serious. I know you enjoy your little naps but I don't think it won't cause you any trouble helping me with such a small task, right?"

"Who said I won't? Of course I will. You know why?"

"Because you love helping?" You sacrasticly spoke.

He paused, "Well, yes, but it's also because I love helping you."

You shook your head with a smile and grabbed his hoodie dragging him along with you like a little kid. He chuckled at that and quicky caught up to your speed.

You two soon find a nice place to started filling your baskets with fruits. After a while of collecting your eyes landed on his form.

His body screthed up and his hand floated above plucking an apple and put it in the basket. You nibbled with your lip. Since you first laid eyes on him you were always curious and intruged about his anotamy. You aslo never tried to hold his hand before which bothers you a bit knowing he might also notice your avoidance (All couples hand holds after all, right? Would he like that if you do?)... He wasn't weird to you... at least anormal by now... it was just... unusual. You never saw someone like him before, your hesitation is normal, right?

What you mean is... you were just afraid to somehow hurt him. Physically and emotionally. You continue observing him in deep thoughts.

As Rayman reached out to grab another apple, he suddenly froze. He found the new weight and warmth on his back unusual but nothing to alarmed about. His lips turned into a small smile as you leaned on your body against his, it wasn't something you did all the time causing him to also raise a brow in question. Was something wrong? Before he could say anything you spoke, “Should we measure our hands?” With that soft spoken question he blinked in surprise and turn to you. But he didn't question.

"Sure."

He step back and raise his hand out to you. He saw you hesitate as you extended your own towards his. He turned his eyes to yours, hoping that he is at least reasuring you in some way.

When you pressed your hands together, you had a strange feeling. Like electricity going through your body, causing you to want to launch back... Maybe because of you were excited or maybe afraid? You didn't know how to explain this feeling. It felt like... a feeling you had when Rayman was seriously injured before and you couldn't bear to touch him during his recovery.

You give a silent sigh and smiled, "Your hands a bit smaller then mine. Only in height though. Yours is longer in width."

He smiled at you and connected his fingers with yours, his grin widen to see the dust of pink growing on your cheeks. "You are right. But I can still wrap your whole hand in mine."

You chuchkled, "Y-yeah." You squealed when you suddenly feel your other hand snatched by him and pulled towards his body.

He leaned on you, a hand on your back and the other still holding yours. You yelped when he started moving around. You were really confused and flustered a bit, you quickly and catuisly try to match your steps with his, your eyes on his feet to not accidently step on them.

He gently grabbed your chin and made you face him, "My eyes are up here." He whinked with a warm smile making your heart skip a beat.

You scoffed but your expression quickly softened with how lovingly he was observing you. You flushed away from his gaze.

He slowed down a bit, now you know what he was trying to do. Dancing. With an imaginary song. You smiled at that. How silly. Though you didn't resist. Without even relising your tension quickly fade away. You two start to sync even more in time and moved smoothly. He gently twirled you around and dipped you down causing you to giggle.

He laughed along with you as you both continue dancing around. He gently grabbed your hand and let you hold his shoulders (you actually don't know what to call that) and he rested his hands on your waist. You hummed and laid your head on his chest.

You muttered softly, "I didn't knew you would suddenly start dancing out of no where."

"I'm trying my best thanks a lot."

You snorted at that and look up at him, "How cute of you."

"What do you mean? I am always cute."

You found yourself pressed on his chest as his hand supported your back once again dipping you. You bit your bottom lip, "I never said you weren't. You are quite charming too."

"Say something I don't know, prencess."

"Hmm.." your eyes landed on his lips, you swallowed and quickly looked away, "I guess you know everything I am gonna say, huh?"

Your gazes both met once again, his eyes full of desire matching with yours as he leaned in with a whisper, "I might know what you think too..."

Your eyes fluttered close, his lips even softer on yours than you ever imagined. And they tasted like berries. You felt your back laying on the soft ground as he stood on top of you deepending the kiss causing you to let out a little moan.

You gently pushed him away, your hot bretahs mixing with each other as you both stared deep into each others eyes. He leaned in to leave more kisses all over your face slowly going down to your neck only you to push him away with a stuffed laugh. He grinned down at you as you nibble on your lip still tasing him on them. You raised a playfull brow, "Have you've been eating the berries we were collecting?"

He pondered, "Maybe. So what if I have been?"

He yelped and a grunt escaped his lips when he was flipped, finding himself under you, his cheeks supported a strong blush.

"I'll make you pay for that of course."

He chuckled, "Oh, really? What you gonna do about that?" His words come out a bit shaky in the end.

You slowly leaned in playing with the hem of his hoodie causing hin to shiver slightly, you whispered in his ear,"Do you really wanna find out what I am going to do to you?"

He nodded timidly, curious and excited.

You jumped off off him, "I will deprive you of the fruit cake I will bake, of course." You laugh with his dissapoint and surprise face.

He turn to you with a scoff, "I guess that's not the only thing you are deprivibg me today." He mumled out.

"Come help me to carry these back home will you?"

"Sure." He sighed with a soft smile, shooking his head.

#cl rayman #rayman x reader #rayman #x reader #reader #phantom show rayman #rayman captain laserhawk #allenwrites

[kaylaz-world-00]

Rayman x Reader

A/N: This time definetly a romantic one-shot! You two are dating for the sake of this fluffy story~

I, of course, again couldn't think anything else but the Rayman from the games bleh.

I WILL NO LONGER WRITING FOR ANYONE UNTIL I FINISH MY REQUESTS Thank youuu~

So sorry if there is any typo mistakes~

Summary: You and him- cute everyday intimate moments~

Warnings: ... a little bit suggestive in the end

Masterlist

Word Count: no idea once again

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

Good news I find more gifs~

You push a basket on his chest, "Here take this and follow me." You turn around and start to stroll down in the forest with a happy hum.

He quickly followed behind, "Ah.. to where?"

You give him a look, "What do you think?"

He huffed realising how stupid his question was, "Okay. But why?"

You coed playfully, "What? The all mighty ray of sunshine don't want to help? Oh, wait, I get it. He was thinking of going back to sleep." You smirked to yourself.

Instead of being offended he hummed with a grin, "Actually laying down doesn't sound too bad right now."

You rolled your eyes, "Well, It's better than sleeping."

"Helping you to collect fruits? Sure." He grinned.

You shook your head, "I am serious. I know you enjoy your little naps but I don't think it won't cause you any trouble helping me with such a small task, right?"

"Who said I won't? Of course I will. You know why?"

"Because you love helping?" You sacrasticly spoke.

He paused, "Well, yes, but it's also because I love helping you."

You shook your head with a smile and grabbed his hoodie dragging him along with you like a little kid. He chuckled at that and quicky caught up to your speed.

You two soon find a nice place to started filling your baskets with fruits. After a while of collecting your eyes landed on his form.

His body screthed up and his hand floated above plucking an apple and put it in the basket. You nibbled with your lip. Since you first laid eyes on him you were always curious and intruged about his anotamy. You aslo never tried to hold his hand before which bothers you a bit knowing he might also notice your avoidance (All couples hand holds after all, right? Would he like that if you do?)... He wasn't weird to you... at least anormal by now... it was just... unusual. You never saw someone like him before, your hesitation is normal, right?

What you mean is... you were just afraid to somehow hurt him. Physically and emotionally. You continue observing him in deep thoughts.

As Rayman reached out to grab another apple, he suddenly froze. He found the new weight and warmth on his back unusual but nothing to alarmed about. His lips turned into a small smile as you leaned on your body against his, it wasn't something you did all the time causing him to also raise a brow in question. Was something wrong? Before he could say anything you spoke, “Should we measure our hands?” With that soft spoken question he blinked in surprise and turn to you. But he didn't question.

"Sure."

He step back and raise his hand out to you. He saw you hesitate as you extended your own towards his. He turned his eyes to yours, hoping that he is at least reasuring you in some way.

When you pressed your hands together, you had a strange feeling. Like electricity going through your body, causing you to want to launch back... Maybe because of you were excited or maybe afraid? You didn't know how to explain this feeling. It felt like... a feeling you had when Rayman was seriously injured before and you couldn't bear to touch him during his recovery.

You give a silent sigh and smiled, "Your hands a bit smaller then mine. Only in height though. Yours is longer in width."

He smiled at you and connected his fingers with yours, his grin widen to see the dust of pink growing on your cheeks. "You are right. But I can still wrap your whole hand in mine."

You chuchkled, "Y-yeah." You squealed when you suddenly feel your other hand snatched by him and pulled towards his body.

He leaned on you, a hand on your back and the other still holding yours. You yelped when he started moving around. You were really confused and flustered a bit, you quickly and catuisly try to match your steps with his, your eyes on his feet to not accidently step on them.

He gently grabbed your chin and made you face him, "My eyes are up here." He whinked with a warm smile making your heart skip a beat.

You scoffed but your expression quickly softened with how lovingly he was observing you. You flushed away from his gaze.

He slowed down a bit, now you know what he was trying to do. Dancing. With an imaginary song. You smiled at that. How silly. Though you didn't resist. Without even relising your tension quickly fade away. You two start to sync even more in time and moved smoothly. He gently twirled you around and dipped you down causing you to giggle.

He laughed along with you as you both continue dancing around. He gently grabbed your hand and let you hold his shoulders (you actually don't know what to call that) and he rested his hands on your waist. You hummed and laid your head on his chest.

You muttered softly, "I didn't knew you would suddenly start dancing out of no where."

"I'm trying my best thanks a lot."

You snorted at that and look up at him, "How cute of you."

"What do you mean? I am always cute."

You found yourself pressed on his chest as his hand supported your back once again dipping you. You bit your bottom lip, "I never said you weren't. You are quite charming too."

"Say something I don't know, prencess."

"Hmm.." your eyes landed on his lips, you swallowed and quickly looked away, "I guess you know everything I am gonna say, huh?"

Your gazes both met once again, his eyes full of desire matching with yours as he leaned in with a whisper, "I might know what you think too..."

Your eyes fluttered close, his lips even softer on yours than you ever imagined. And they tasted like berries. You felt your back laying on the soft ground as he stood on top of you deepending the kiss causing you to let out a little moan.

You gently pushed him away, your hot bretahs mixing with each other as you both stared deep into each others eyes. He leaned in to leave more kisses all over your face slowly going down to your neck only you to push him away with a stuffed laugh. He grinned down at you as you nibble on your lip still tasing him on them. You raised a playfull brow, "Have you've been eating the berries we were collecting?"

He pondered, "Maybe. So what if I have been?"

He yelped and a grunt escaped his lips when he was flipped, finding himself under you, his cheeks supported a strong blush.

"I'll make you pay for that of course."

He chuckled, "Oh, really? What you gonna do about that?" His words come out a bit shaky in the end.

You slowly leaned in playing with the hem of his hoodie causing hin to shiver slightly, you whispered in his ear,"Do you really wanna find out what I am going to do to you?"

He nodded timidly, curious and excited.

You jumped off off him, "I will deprive you of the fruit cake I will bake, of course." You laugh with his dissapoint and surprise face.

He turn to you with a scoff, "I guess that's not the only thing you are deprivibg me today." He mumled out.

"Come help me to carry these back home will you?"

"Sure." He sighed with a soft smile, shooking his head.

#cl rayman #rayman x reader #rayman #x reader #reader #phantom show rayman #rayman captain laserhawk #allenwrites

[annavrse]

letitia is the type of girlfriend…headcanons

ー letitia wright x black!reader

ー no smut of course, no sexual content whatsoever, all fluff, a little drama, tish being protective, tish being in love

summary : what it’d be like to date letitia wright. headcanons + small plot

even though the media tries to portray her as a player, tish is definitely a lovergirl at heart.

ー☆ this is very interactive! i’ve included links, photos, and a video! click and watch as you read along. the links are optional but i think it adds to the reading experience. it’s more entertaining cus it’s actual proof of tish doing these things lol.

ー☆ note : i still have that twin fic in a ziplock bag. (truth be told im writing another fic that’s got a real bad hold on me and might come out first) i just wanted to give y’all something while you wait! i had so much fun writing this. don’t take this too seriously or let it determine my true writing abilities. i haven’t given y’all anything to go off of, but trust that i am at least a decent writer and that these hcs are just for fun!

also im sorry for any typos or mistakes i didn’t catch. i hope you enjoy <33

tags : @venusdraco @naomis-daydream @marsolgy @shurislover @inmyheadimobsessed @dominiquesheart @stvrrversee ☆ just tagging some of my mutuals until i create a taglist!

• her love languages are gift giving, words of affirmation, physical touch and quality time.

• she bought the two of you matching bracelets. she has a habit of playing with hers during interviews and she sometimes kisses it when you’re not with her.

• she buys you flowers of your favorite color so it feels more personal.

• always reassuring and reminding you how much she loves you.

“i prayed for you”

“i love you so much”

“you mean the world to me”

• you’re her personal travel buddy. whether it’s for work or leisure, she takes you everywhere she goes.

• she takes you to court side basketball games.

• you’re always her plus one at events. especially award shows. you reassure her when she loses, and you’re the first one she hugs when she wins.

• loves when you visit her on set.

• loves going to concerts with you.

• she loves taking you to her home country, guyana. and where she grew up in london.

• she thinks it’s cute when you mock her british accent. she does the same with your american one.

• she calls you baby and babygirl.

• she loves it when you call her by her middle name.

• loves to dance with you at parties and she especially loves it when you dance on her.

• she never tells you about the movies or the shows she’s filming. no matter how much you want her to.

“the suspense is killing me.”

“well if i spoil it for you, you’ll kill me. so stop asking.” she said, laughing. “you’ll have to wait just like everybody else.”

“but im not like everybody else.”

“that you are not.” she grabbed your chin and pecked your lips.

“pleaseeee just give me a little something. nothing too important.”

“you’re the one who made me promise not to tell you anything, even if you beg.”

“i know but-”

she walked away from you, shaking her head.

“your words not mine.” she yelled over her shoulder.

“michelleeee.” you whined, chasing after her.

• she’s such a cliche when it comes to romance. she likes taking long walks on the beach, especially when the sun is setting. she likes candlelit dinners. she makes you breakfast in bed. you feel like you’re living in a rom com.

• you’re not use to the huge crowds and people following your every move. she knows that this makes you anxious and does everything in her power to make sure that you feel as comfortable as possible with this new life she’s brought you into.

• if you want to leave an event or a party, she escorts you herself if she can. if not, she has her driver bring you home or back to the hotel.

“i don’t wanna leave you though.”

“it’s okay, im fine. seriously if you’re not feeling it, i can bring you home. i don’t want you feeling uncomfortable for my benefit.”

• most of the time she ends staying with you. you two undress, shower, throw on your pajamas and fall asleep watching a movie. she’d much rather lie in bed with you, than mingle at a party you’re not attending.

social media

•she’s your designated photographer. she takes most, if not all of your photos for social media. and she makes sure to get her pic creds in the comments.

• she’s you’re loudest supporter. her fandom has nicknamed her instagram “y/n’s fan account” she posts you more than she does herself. especially on her story. with captions like :

“😩😩😩”

“wow”

“😍😍😍”

“all mine” with the song playing in the background

“she’s insaneee”

“mannn😮‍💨”

• she even has a highlight for you, titled “LOVE ❤️”

• always posts your accomplishments. “so proud of this one 🥹”

• you’re slowly gaining fame/attention from being her girlfriend. some of her fans have started making edits of you, and you two together. you sometimes catch her binge watching them on tiktok. her search bar is full of :

- y/n and letitia

- y/n edits

- y/n y/l/n

- letitia wrights’s girlfriend

she’s hopeless.

• but unfortunately, not all of her fans are okay with your relationship. after you two launched as a couple, you received a ton of hate. it went as far as receiving death threats from jealous fans. she quickly took the situation to social media.

and of course the shaderoom got a hold of it.

theshaderoom : #LetitiaWright defends girlfriend #Y/N from internet trolls who have been sending her “hateful messages and death threats” 🫢

user : it sounded like she’s threatening us 😭💀

user : she said she’ll whoop y’all ass behind her girlfriend in the nicest way possible lmaooo

user : it’s the “im telling you” for me 😮‍💨

user : why can’t y’all just let this woman be happy and leave her gf tf alone 🤦🏾‍♀️

user : not her threatening y’all 🫣

user : oh she don’t play bout ha 🗣️🗣️🗣️

• she went as far as offering you your own personal bodyguard. in which you declined. you felt like it was unnecessary. though you appreciated the offer and how much she cares.

after her post, the hate started to die down. some of the trolls even apologized to you for the things they’ve said. but you ended up blocking them anyway because why send hate in the first place?

interviews

• she always finds a way to bring you into the topic of conversation.

interviewer : filming this movie must’ve took a lot out of you. the hours. the training. the stunts. and i mean the storyline itself is darker than what we normally see you do. what made you take on this role?

letitia : ooo. wow, that is a great question. uhmm. i mean…yea this role was something i never would’ve imagined myself playing. like when i was offered to be apart of this film, my immediate response was “no, absolutely not.” but my girlfriend, y/n, she reminded me that i needed to stop playing it safe. i tend to stay in my comfort zone because i know that it works best for me and it’s what im used to. but me and her talked about this year being the year of trying new things. so if it wasn’t for her, i mean…i probably wouldn’t have accepted the role and uh i would’ve missed out on being apart of this amazing film. so it’s all thanks to her. she’s my number one supporter.

interviewer : wow. that’s beautiful. i’m happy that you found someone who pushes you to be your best self.

interviewer : recently you’ve been rocking some new looks, that i myself am a huge fan of. where are you getting your style inspiration?

letitia : oof i was afraid someone was going to ask me this question.

interviewer : what, why? you’re not ready to give up your source?

letitia : yea i just wanna gatekeep her a little longer—nah im joking uhm, i just don’t have time to hear her mouth ya know? her head is big enough as it is and if tell the world that she’s behind these fits, my god, i’d never hear the end of it.

interviewer : oou is it a snooty designer or—or a bougie stylist of some sort?

letitia : oh she’s definitely a bougie stylist. uhm it’s y/n, my girlfriend.

interviewer : oh reallyyy?

letitia : yeaa, i don’t know what it is. it’s just something about about her closet man. i just find myself going through her things and taking pieces here and there. and she thinks it’s cute cause apparently im *air quotes* “jocking her style”

interviewer : that’s hilarious. so she doesn’t mind you wearing her clothes?

letitia : no not at all. she actually dressed me today. oou im just feeding her ego aren’t i? but yea she has, in my opinion, the best fashion sense. but of course, im biased so—uhm yea i just love her style and i love her.

interviewer : i heard you mention that you and your girlfriend made some vision boards to ring in the new year.

letitia : yea we did.

interviewer : what is the number one goal on that list?

interviewer : ooouu look at you over there blushing. wow, that’s so exciting. is this something that you two have talked about?

letitia : yea we’ve uhm, we’ve been talking about our future and building a life together. ya know, marriage, kids—the whole thing. i think we’re both ready to start heading in that direction. it’s one of my top priorities right now.

interviewer : wow that’s amazing. i am so happy for you two. is it safe to say that the next time you come on the show, you might be engaged?

letitia : that’s crazy to even think about. but uhm yea, yea that’s the plan.

interviewer : and who knows, maybe you’ll even have a little one on the way. a mini letitia running around. you ready for that?

letitia : ooh absolutely. the real question is, is y/n ready? cus i was a little troublemaker when i was younger. so he or she will definitely be a handful. i just know it. we’ll need her mini me to balance out the crazy for sure.

she said laughing.

interviewer : just for balance?

letitia : for balance, exactly.

interview : it sounded like you were trying to sneak in the fact that you want two children.

letitia : aww man you caught onto that? uhm…yea i definitely want two children. preferably a boy and girl. ya know, best of both worlds.

interviewer : well i hope that happens for you, truly.

letitia : thank you. i really appreciate that.

interviewer : of course. and thank you for being so open, you’re hands down one of my favorite guests. next time you stop by, i hope your lovely girlfriend can join us. i’m very excited for you two and i hope that everything works out.

letitia : aww, seriously thank you so much. i’ll definitely try and bring her on for sure. it was nice to come on here and share my goals. i like to think of it as speaking them into existence. im so excited for this next chapter. im ready to be a wife. im ready to be a mom. im just uhm…grateful, is the best way to describe it. i used to pray for love like this. i asked god to send me my soulmate and that’s exactly what he did. i couldn’t be happier. so to be able to even have these types of conversations, is a dream come true. thank you for having me.

#letitia wright #letitia wright x reader #letitia #letitia x reader #annaswriting

[the-s1lly-corner]

Ragatha x mute s/o headcanons pls? I love her so much ToT she's so sweet

Ragatha x mute!reader

UEUEUEUE I wasnt expecting to get TADC requests but I am all for it! Perhaps I should make an official post to advertise requests being open, feed into this new interest of mine.. mweheheheh

Side note! I'm writing this on mobile, so there may be more typos and grammar mistakes than my recent stuff (which has been done on computer)

I simply

Do not wanna get out of bed, it's very cold in my house <\\3

That said I hope you enjoy! Possible OOC since I'm still studying characters and trying to figure out how I wish to write/interpret them!

+ some other hcs since the post felt too short with the simple base idea

Right off the back with the main idea that helped push me to answer this now rather than later; ragatha would definitely learn sign language so she can understand you, if you find sign language to be easier/more convenient ! If not she always keeps a pen and paper on her in case you need it/forget your own notebook

Immediately welcomes you to the circus, similar to in the pilot she would show you around and explain the general way of things in the digital circus

Advocates for you when others (mostly Jax) speak over you (ignoring your signing, your writing, ect) or dont pay attention to you in a conversations

She doesnt try to force you to speak, nor does she pry for why you're mute

Generally very sweet and patient and stands up for you in group settings and makes you people pay attention to your input

No thoughts only you two cuddling in one of yalls rooms and you start pressing signs into her skin, communicating that you love her or that shes pretty or that you're enjoying being around her , stuff like that. I think that's sweet, like how some people trace a finger over someones freckles or moles during cuddles

Now onto more general hcs and ideas

I saw a ferris wheel at the digital carnival. You already know what I'm about to say: THE FERRIS WHEEL GETTING STUCK TROPE. Ragatha tries to keep the air nice and light while you guys wait for Caine to fix the issue. Afterall, she ain't afraid of anything but centipedes!

Speaking of, you're not afraid of centipedes, are you? Borrowing this from random things #7, where I mention an idea of the reader helping rid her room of the wretched things, that can be a surprisingly nice bonding moment with you two just talking and you letting her vent her frustrations

You two naturally gravitate to one another when Caine has everyone do a game or challenge or whatever he has planned for that day

#tadc x reader #tadc x you #ragatha x you #ragatha x reader #ragatha imagine #tadc imagine #digital circus x reader #digital circus x you #the amazing digital circus x reader

[taexbankai]

I only want you

this is chapter 7, the other 6 are on my page!

i’m sure by now, everyone who’s been reading knows that this story comes with many different types of warnings, so yeah.. please read at your own accord

this chapter is a kinda long, i’ve been extremely busy so please excuse any typos or spelling mistakes… enjoy!

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“i’m almost done packing, one second!” i yelled downstairs to satoru. it’s been 2 days since the graduation party, satoru suggested that instead of me just driving back with him to pick up more clothes, i stay at his apartment with him for a few weeks. He said it’ll be good for me to get away for a little bit and to take a mini vacation. so here i am, excitedly packing my giant suitcase full of clothes, my toothbrush, my face care and hair products, makeup, heels, sneakers, literally anything i could think of

“i’m ready!” i said excitedly as i walked downstairs with my suitcase. satoru came over and grabbed my suitcase from me

“damn, it’s like you’re getting ready to move in with me” satoru said and laughed.

“i’m just so excited, i want to make sure i have an outfit for every occasion!” i told him and smiled

“i understand” he said as he smiled back at me.

“i’ll be right back, i’m going to go put our stuff in the trunk” he told me before he walked outside with our luggage

“have fun sweetie, be safe” my mom said as she gave me a hug. i missed my parents while they were away on their little trip

“good luck with satoru” my dad said as he winked. i hit him playfully

“what? he’s a good young man. a nice head on his shoulders. I wouldn’t mind if you two got together, i know that he would take good care of you” my dad said. i nodded in agreement. i didn’t have to tell my parents about what happened with yuta because as soon as they walked through the door once they came back from their trip, suguru and satoru told them everything. they were furious, especially my father.

“yeah, if suguru wasn’t so against it then that would be perfect” i said while laughing

“i don’t think he would be against it. he’s just a little over protective and he wants to prevent you from getting hurt” my mom said to me. before i could respond to her, satoru came back in the house

“okay i’m all done… you ready?” he asked me. i quickly nodded my head and gave my parents one last hug before i ran towards the door to stand next to satoru. he said goodbye to my parents and we got into his car

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“y/n wake up, we’re here” satoru softly said as he shook me awake. i slowly opened my eyes, looking at my surroundings before my eyes landed on the beautiful building in front of me

“holy shit, this is your apartment?!” i asked

“yeah… well it’s a condo” satoru said and laughed

“we got here so quick, it’s only 12pm” i said as i checked my phone

“you were sleep after the first 10 minutes of driving” he said

“i was too excited to sleep last night” i said, playfully rolling my eyes. satoru and i got out of the car. satoru grabbed our luggage out of the trunk and started walking towards the building. i could hardly contain my excitement as we walked through the entrance. i looked around the lobby looking at all of the expensive decor. we then walked over to the elevators and i watched satoru as he pressed the number 7

“there’s only 7 floors, i got the top floor” satoru said

“why is there only 7?” i asked

“we got the more expensive condo’s, so this building is separate from the rest of the condos in the neighborhood. i have a 2 story condo and so does suguru. the condo’s across the street are nice but they’re not as big as the ones in this building. because all of the condo’s in this building are really big, there’s only about 4 to 5 condo’s on each floor. the top floor only has mine and suguru’s condo’s though” he explained as we reached the top floor and exited the elevator

“wait.. i thought you and suguru lived together?” i asked, now confused. satoru walked in front of me, leading me down the very expensive looking hallway

“we do… we live in the same building. but we each have our own condos. we’re neighbors” he told me as we reached his door

“this is suguru’s condo” satoru said as he pointed to the door directly across from his. underneath the doorbell i saw a sign that had suguru’s name written in cursive. i turned back to satoru’s door and realize he had the same thing with his name

“you can definitely tell only rich people live here” i said and laughed, satoru laughed with me as he unlocked his door, letting me walk in first

“my dad owns this building” satoru said as he locked the door after we walked in. i stopped dead in my tracks… it was beautiful. everything was wide and clean. satoru had all white furniture with hints of black throughout the house, a huge flat screen tv above his fireplace, and cute little decorations. there was a beautiful chandelier hanging from the ceiling and huge ceiling to floor windows throughout the living room

“let me show you the kitchen” he said as we took our shoes off and walked towards his kitchen

“oh my goodness” i said as i saw the kitchen. everything was so bright and expensive looking. the sink didn’t even have handles because it was motion censored. after the kitchen, satoru took me upstairs and showed me the beautiful bathroom before showing me the guest room

“this is the guest room… if you want to sleep in here” he said as he walked over to the curtains and opened them, letting the sunlight fill the room

“if i want to sleep in here?” i repeated, turning my attention to satoru. he just smiled at me before telling me to follow him to his room. i don’t know what i was expecting, but satoru’s room exceeded those expectations. it was beautiful. he has a huge king sized bed in the center of his room. the frame of the bed was black and the sheets were white. he had matching dressers on each side of the bed. everything in his room matched his bed set. he walked me over the the balcony in his room and we stepped outside

“wow i can see the entire city from here!” i said as i leaned on the railing, looking at all of the buildings

“it’s even prettier at night” satoru said as he stood next to me, his eyes never leaving my face as he smiled at how happy i was

“i have the giant windows in here too but i keep my black out shades down during the day because my room get’s extremely bright. he said as he showed me the windows

“oh yeah, i have a bathroom in my room too. it has a shower and a separate bathtub, same color scheme as the room…nothing too special” he said and laughed. i walked over to his bathroom and my mouth dropped

“okay, this is another level of rich” i said as i looked at his spacious bathroom. the shower was big enough to fit 6 people in it, and his bathtub could fit at least 4 people in it. he had a 2 person sink and a mirror that touched both ends of the wall

“you can just sleep in here with me instead of staying in the guest room” satoru said as he laid down on his bed. i followed after him and laid down

“your bed is super comfortable” i said as i got underneath the thick blankets

“you sure you don’t mind me sleeping in here?” i asked him

“of course not” he said while laughing, getting underneath the covers with me

“oh yeah, watch this” he said. i looked over at him and watched him grab a remote and press a button, second later a huge flat screen tv came down from the ceiling until it was centered directly in front of his bed. i sat up in excitement and looked at the tv

“you’re so cool” i told him. satoru turned on the tv and put on some random movie before we ended up falling asleep

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when i woke up it was dark outside. i turned around and saw that satoru wasn’t in bed anymore. i reached for my phone in my pocket and checked the time

“damn, 5:12pm? i can’t believe i fell back to sleep after that nap in the car. guess i was more tired than i thought” i said to myself. i got up from the bed and walked over to the bedroom door. satoru must have been cooking something because i could hear the sound of pans hitting each other. i opened the door and started walking downstairs until i heard satoru talking to somebody. i stopped mid step

“for how long?” a girl’s voice asked

“uhh.. i’m not sure actually. maybe tomorrow, just ask him riko” i heard satoru say. riko?, so riko was here. i suddenly started to feel nervous and a little bit jealous

‘so she really does come over here a lot’ i thought

“i spoke to suguru last night and he said he was coming back when you came back” riko said

“what day is choso doing it?” satoru asked her

“not until the day after tomorrow” she said

“he’ll be back by then” satoru said. i slowly tip toed down the rest of the stairs. i walked over to the kitchen area but hid behind a wall before they saw me

“but i want you to come too” riko said. i peeked from behind the wall and saw riko walk closer to satoru, who was cooking what smelt like spaghetti

“i’m busy” he said, keeping his eyes on the food

“but i want you there. i miss you” riko said as she hugged satoru from behind. my eyes widened as i watched the interaction. i watched satoru put down the utensils he was holding. he looked like he was about to say something but i didn’t want to watch or hear anymore. i walked out from behind the wall and walked right into the kitchen, when satoru and i made eye contact he looked like he just saw a ghost. when riko saw me she immediately let go of satoru

“y/n..when did you get up? i was just about to come check on you” he said, a small smile on his face

“oh..you’re y/n, suguru’s little sister… i remember you” riko said as she walked up to me with a smile on her face. she was pretty, her hair looked cute and her eyes were big and beautiful. i can see why satoru fell in love with her. my insecurities started to crawl up my spine, i could feel my tears threatening to show

“what are you doing at satoru’s house? suguru lives next door” she asked

“visiting” i said, trying to keep my composure

“are you hungry? i’m making us dinner” satoru asked me, walking up to me, gently grabbing me by my waist. he knows me too well, he can tell something was wrong and he obviously knew what it was

“oh, i thought you were making dinner for me and you. spaghetti is my favorite after all” riko said. i bit my lip to hold in my tears, i’ve been a big crybaby and extremely sensitive recently and the last thing i need is riko seeing me cry because of me being jealous

“i forgot something in your car… can i get the keys please?” i said, my voice low and my head down as i didn’t want to make eye contact with satoru

“it’s hanging on the hook by the door. i can come with you if you wan-“

“i’m fine. thanks” i said before i turned around and walked to the front door. i put my crocs on, grabbed his car keys and walked out the door. the minute i closed the front door my tears started falling. i stood there crying for a few minutes before i violently wiped my face

“stop being so damn emotional y/n. it’s not like you’re dating him…she can come over whenever she wants” i said to myself as i walked over to the elevator. i pressed the button to take me to the lobby.

“i just need some fresh air” i said as i left out of the elevator. i started walking in the direction of the entrance door but someone caught my eye. i saw a guy sitting down on one of the chairs in the lobby area. he had dark hair that was pulled into two buns, his eyes were dark and he had a long mark across his nose. aside from the fact that he was obviously attractive, he looked extremely familiar

“choso?” i said out loud. the man looked up from his phone and right at me

“yeah?” he asked, confusing written all over his face. i smiled a little bit as i walked over to him, sitting down on the chair next to him

“it’s me y/n…. suguru’s little sister” i said. his eyes widened in realization

“oh wow, i was thinking that you kind of resembled suguru but i didn’t think you were his little sister. you’ve grown a lot since the last time i saw you” he said, turning off his phone and giving me his full attention

“i know, it has been a while..i’m 18 now. so what are you doing here?” i asked him, my smile growing bigger

“waiting on riko, we have to go somewhere after this. what about you?” he asked

“i’m staying with satoru for a few weeks” i told him

“oh really? why? if you don’t mind me asking” choso said, turning his body to face me

“a lot of stuff happened. my ex boyfriend cheated on me, i got into a fight. just all kinds of shit, so toru told me to come out here and get away from all of that for a few weeks” i told him, feeling embarrassed about telling him just how fucked up my life has been these last few days

“that’s fucked up. i couldn’t imagine someone cheating on you, you’re so cute and you’re a nice girl” choso said to me. i felt my heart rate pick up a little bit at his compliment

“thank you” i said as i smiled at him

“of course beautiful” choso said and smiled back at me

“are you seriously flirting with her right now choso?” choso and i both turned around and saw satoru walking up to us, riko following behind him with a sad look on her face

“what? am i not allowed to tell her she’s beautiful” choso asked

“no, you’re not” satoru said as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to stand next to him

“interesting” choso said as he smirked

“i actually have a little brother around your age” choso said as he stood up and took out his phone

“this is him” he said, turning the phone around and showing me a picture of him and yuji

“what?! yuji is your brother? stop lying” i said, not believing what he was saying

“yep. suguru actually told me a while back that you’re friends with my brother” choso said while laughing

“you’re so pretty, i’m surprised he never tried to make a move on you” choso said. i laughed at him, i felt satoru’s grip on my wrist tighten. i saw choso look at satoru and then back to me, another smirk growing on his face, but i chose to ignore it

“yuji is one of my best friends” i said to choso

“our dinner is getting cold, let’s go” satoru said as he started pulling me back towards the elevator

“wait… y/n i’m having a party in a couple of days. do you want to come?” choso asked me

“sure!” i told him

“great, just give me your number and i’ll send you the-“

“she’ll show up with me, you don’t have to send her shit” satoru said as he continued walking towards the elevator. the elevator ride and the walk back to satoru’s house was awkward. once we were inside the house i took my shoes off and placed satoru’s car keys back on the hook

“come eat” he said as he walked into the kitchen. i silently followed him into the kitchen and saw that he had the table made up and our plates already sitting on the table

“i had to cover them before they got cold because you were down there chatting it up with choso” satoru said as he sat down. i remained silent and sat down across from him

“so did you find what you were looking for in the car?” he sarcastically asked me

“no satoru, i only left out of the house because i didn’t want to be in here when your ex girlfriend was hugging on you and telling you how much she missed you and wants to eat your cooking” i said

“i didn’t know she was going to do that” satoru said as he sighed, uncovering his food and picking up a fork

“i told you i had to get our relationship under control. she hasn’t been doing well with rejection” satoru said as he began eating. i uncovered my food and stopped to take a picture of it, satoru did such a good job, it looked delicious. i put my phone down and proceeded to finish my conversation with satoru

“you’re too lenient with her” i told him

“how do you know? you don’t know how i treat her” he said before taking another bite of his food

“i can clearly see you’re not tough enough based on how she acted today” i told him. he nodded his head and decided to drop the whole conversation

“i’m sorry, i didn’t know she was going to hug me and say all of the stuff she did, honestly” he said

“it’s okay, don’t apologize. you didn’t do anything wrong, it’s my fault for being so sensitive ” i said and looked at him, feeling bad that he keeps getting caught in the middle of my mood swings

“and thank you for the food”

—— skip to choso’s party———-

i was nervous as i approached choso’s house with satoru, suguru and yuki

“you guys look so cute with your matching outfits on, babe we should have matched” yuki said as she turned to suguru

“i know right. toru agreed when i told him we should match!” i told her, happy she think’s it’s cute. satoru and i had matching shirts on, mine saying “if lost return to stupid” and satoru’s shirt saying “hi, i’m stupid”. satoru had black pants on and i had a black mini skirt to match the color of the shirt

“she didn’t let me see what it was until 30 minutes ago” satoru said

“it’s okay stupid, you look nice” suguru said as he patted satoru on the back, earning a slap from satoru. we opened the door and walked in. i was immediately bombarded by the smell of weed and alcohol. there were tons of people inside of the house. i reached for satoru’s hand to make sure i didn’t get lost. he held my hand and we followed suguru and yuki to the backyard

‘they love meeting in backyards’ i thought as i continued holding onto satoru’s hand as we walked up to their group of friends

“what’s up man” nanami said as he dabbed up satoru and then suguru

“oh hey, you made it” i looked to my left and saw choso walking up to me

“thanks for inviting me” i said to him as i squeezed satoru’s hand tighter, now super shy since everyone’s attention was on me

“are you satoru’s girlfriend?” nanami asked me

“she’s my little sister” suguru answered before i could

“oh i remember her!” haibara said as he came up to me, greeting me

“so you’re not dating? just holding hands for fun?” nanami asked satoru sarcastically

“she’s never been to a college party before. i was holding her hand to make sure we didn’t get separated” satoru said

“aww how cute!” yuki said. i love yuki, she’s literally my number 1 supporter

“so to sum it up… you’re single right?” choso asked me

“she’s not up for grabs choso, don’t get any ideas” satoru said as he looked at choso.

“okay okay, i won’t ask her out…yet” choso said as he smirked, he then walked over to suguru and threw his arm around his neck before they walked off, talking about something. satoru started talking to haibara and nanami but i kept my eyes on suguru and choso. i could see choso say something and then look over to me and satoru before he started laughing. suguru said something back and also looked over at us

“y/n come join the girls over here!” yuki said. i turned my attention to yuki and reluctantly let go of satoru’s hand before i walked over to where she was at. she was sitting by the pool with shoko, riko, and 2 other girls i’ve never met before

“y/n this is mei mei and this is utahime. girls this is y/n, suguru’s little sister as you’ve just heard” yuki said, introducing me to the girls

“nice to meet you both!” i said to them. they smiled and greeted me back

“you’re such a cutie! i don’t know how you can stand to be around satoru” utahime said to me. i started laughing

“he’s really kind” i told her

“do you want to get in the water with us?, we’re gonna go swimming soon” mei mei asked me

“oh i didn’t bring a swim suit, i didn’t know there was going to be a pool” i told her

“don’t worry, i bought 3 extra bathing suits today for riko but she ended up bringing her own so instead of brand new swim suits going to waste, you can have them. they’re adjustable too so you should be able to fit them” mei mei said

“are you sure?” i asked her

“yeah of course! follow me into the house, you can get changed in there” mei mei said as she led me into the house

“thank you!”

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“i can’t believe they started smoking without us” shoko said as we watched the guys stand in a circle, talking and passing a blunt around

“the water is better anyways” utahime said as she did laps around the pool

“the water feels really nice” i said and smiled, thankful that mei mei had extra swimsuits

“hey have you guys ever had a shroom before?” mei mei asked us. everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at her

“no.. what’s a shroom?” i asked her

“it’s a mushroom that makes you hallucinate” shoko said

“hallucinate?!” me and riko yelled at the same time

“it’s just like weed but a little stronger” mei mei said while laughing

“i have some with me… want to try?” she asked us. shoko and yuki both said yes as they’ve had them before, utahime took one shortly after. riko looked at me and i looked back at her

“should we?” she asked me

“if you take one i’ll take one” i told her

“deal” she said, we both took one of the shroom chocolate bars from mei mei. after we all ate the bars, everyone went back to talking amongst themselves. i turned to talk to riko

“hey, can i ask you a question?” i asked her

“sure” she said

“do you still have feeling for toru?” i asked

“yeah… do you?” she asked

“yeah, i’ve been in love with him for a long time” i told her honestly

“yeah i’ve heard. at first, i was going to try and get satoru back but the other day when i was over at his house when he cooked both of you dinner, he yelled at me after you left. he said he was done messing around with me and that he wants to take your guys relationship to another level” she told me, i was shocked from hearing this

“i was sad at first, but then i realized that it’s my fault that satoru and i aren’t together anymore, so i just accepted defeat” she said, lightly laughing towards the end of her sentence

“you seem cool, i wouldn’t mind being friends with you if you don’t have a problem with it” riko said

“yes we can be friends!” i told her as i nodded my head and gave her a hug, she immediately hugged me back and we started swimming around in the water

“when did the two of you become besties?” i heard satoru ask as he walked over to us

“since now” i said and smiled at him

“that’s good” he said and smiled back at me

“can you not smile at her like you’re head over heels in love right in front of me? i’m still healing here” riko said jokingly making us laugh

“all of the guys are going to go back inside and get something to drink, do you want anything?” he asked me

“no i’m okay” i told him

“okay, if you need me i’ll be in there okay?” he said

“she’s a big girl satoru, she’ll be fine” suguru said laughing at satoru. he then walked with satoru and the rest of the guys into the house. we all stayed in the pool for 10 more minutes before we were ready to get out

“those shrooms kicked in fast, i feel like i’m having an out of body experience right now” i said as i fell onto the grass after getting out of the pool

“help.. i can’t get out” riko said to me. i turned around to help her out of the pool, i grabbed her hand and pulled her up until she ended up falling onto of me. we just sat there laughing

“yeah… you two are fucked up. she wasn’t even inside of the pool anymore” shoko said. i looked over at yuki and saw that she was laughing while recording us

“omg really?” i said, not believing that riko wasn’t actually in the pool

“man suguru is gonna kill me for giving his baby sister shrooms” mei mei said as she started laughing

“he’s not. i won’t tell him i promise” i said as i stood up, using riko’s body to help me stand without falling

“you won’t have to tell him, he’s gonna be able to tell by taking one look at you” utahime said

“hey… have you guys seen toru?” i asked the girls as i walked over to yuki, my legs almost giving out as everything around me started to get a little fuzzy

“he said he was going inside with the guys remember? he told you himself ” yuki said as she grabbed me and helped me stand up straight

“i miss him, i want to see him” i said as i started putting my clothes back on, quickly taking the swimsuit off so nobody inside the house would see me naked

“are you two dating yet?” shoko asked me, a smirk coming to her face

“not yet, but he’s mine. i won’t let anyone else have him” i said, my words slightly slurring as i walked towards the house, the girls followed after me. i made my way through the house full of loud music and people dancing. the main house lights were off and there was flashing strobe lights throughout the house.

“the kitchen’s this way” i turned around and saw yuki next to me. she grabbed my hand and walked me to the kitchen

“thank you, yuki i love you” i said to her as i gave her a hug. she laughed and told me she loved me too as we walked through the kitchen doors. luckily the normal lights were on in the kitchen and i was able to actually see. suguru, satoru, choso, nanami, haibara and a guy i’ve never seen before were standing around the kitchen island taking shots.

“my legs! it’s hard to walk” i turned around and saw riko being carried into the kitchen by mei mei and shoko

“riko, PLEASE get it together” shoko said while utahime and mei mei laughed

“toru!” i said as i ran over to satoru. he immediately opened his arms and i gave him a hug, keeping my face buried in his chest

“you smell good” i said to him

“thank you” he said and smiled at me

“hey, who’s that?” i hard an unfamiliar voice ask. i turned around to look at the person speaking

“this is y/n, my little sister. y/n this is mahito” suguru said

“nice to meet you cutie” mahito said as he walked over to me, outstretching his hand so he could grab mine

“h-hi” i said, feeling shy

“don’t be a weirdo” satoru said as he slapped mahito’s hand away from me

“yeah mahito. plus i’ve already called dibs on her, right suguru” choso said as he poured himself another shot

“what are you talking about” satoru asked as he looked at choso and then suguru

“come on gojo man… take a shot and relax a little” haibara said as he started pouring another shot

“no, i’m driving home tonight” satoru said as he refused the drink

“i’ll take it!” mei mei as she walked over to the counter

“let’s all take one ladies” she yelled as she grabbed more shot glasses and started pouring all of us shots

“yayyy!” i said as i started giggling, excited to take a shot

“are you high y/n?” suguru asked me as he walked over to me and lighted grabbed my face

“no” i lied, hoping he wouldn’t see through my lie

“she’s more than high. i was just about to ask her myself” satoru said

“don’t lie to me, what did you smoke?” suguru asked me

“i didn’t smoke anything” i told him

“suguru leave that girl alone, she’s grown” mei mei said as she finished pouring the last shot

“what did you give her?” suguru and satoru asked at the same time

“only 1 shroom” she said

“a shroom?!” haibara yelled

“i want one!” he said as he walked over to mei mei. suguru sighed as he ran his hand over his face. he turned back to me and looked me over carefully

“are you okay?” he asked, his face and tone dead serious

“yes sugu, i’m fine i promise” i said as i gave him a hug. he hugged me back before he looked back at satoru. no words were exchanged between the two but they were definitely talking with their eyes

“alright, stay close with satoru for the rest of the night okay?” suguru said. i nodded my head. he took one last look at satoru before he turned around and walked over to yuki who was already on her second shot

“can you pass me one please?” i asked mei mei as she poured more shots

“no, you don’t need anymore of anything” satoru said as he grabbed my waist and pulled me against him, my back now firmly pressed against his chest

“toruuuuu, pleaseeee just one?” i asked him

“no” he said. i turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck

“pretty please toru. i’ll be done after this i promise” i told him as i looked into his pretty blue eyes. he stared down at me for a few seconds, wrapping his arms around my waist and not breaking eye contact. he then leaned down to whisper something in my ear

“you look so pretty right now” he whispered. he stood straight up again and we locked eyes again, a smile slowly made it’s way onto my face. suddenly feeling bold, i pulled satoru down enough for my face to reach his and i kissed him, in which he immediately kissed me back, his arms tightening around my waist

“oh my GOSH, get a fucking room. there’s single people around still… HELLO!” shoko yelled while laughing. i broke the kiss and quickly spun around, now completely embarrassed as everyone was laughing, even suguru. i locked eyes with riko and saw that she was the only one not laughing, she looked sad and hurt

“s-sorry” i said to everyone as i snatched a shot off the table. i looked at satoru to make sure he wasn’t looking before i finished the drink. everyone started drinking, talking and having a good time. after a few more hours the party started to die down as some people started to leave. it was 1:30 in the morning and we had moved from the kitchen to the living room and was sitting on the couches

“satoru can i talk to you for a second?” riko asked as she walked up to satoru who was sitting beside me on the couch

“sure” he said as he stood up and followed her upstairs. i watched them as they both disappeared out of my line of vision. my mood dropped drastically after satoru left, but i tried not to let anyone notice the change

“want to go spy on them?” choso asked me as he sat down next to me, where satoru was previously sitting

“huh?” i asked, acting confused

“come on” choso said as he pulled me up by my wrist and guided me towards the stairs. i looked over my shoulder to where suguru was sitting, he was making out with yuki so he didn’t see me get up and leave. we made it upstairs and choso stopped in front of a half opened door. he put his finger up to his lips telling me to be quiet before he leaned towards the door. i leaned forward also to hear the conversation between the two

“just one more time and then i’ll leave you alone, i promise” i heard riko say

“riko i-“

“please satoru! it’s not like you’re dating her”

“i told you i was cutting off everything romantic with you”

“sex isn’t romantic unless you make it romantic satoru”

“it’s too intimate riko”

i moved in front of choso and looked through the crack of the door as saw riko and satoru standing inside of the room. they continued to argue before riko started hitting satoru on his chest

“i hate you! i hate you!” she yelled, tears streaming down her face as she continued to hit him. satoru pushed her back onto the bed and pinned her arms down to stop her from hitting him, she then began kicking and screaming about how unfair he’s being

“riko, stop” satoru said as he remained calm. after a little more fighting, riko finally gave up trying to hit satoru and began crying. satoru let go of her arms and sat down next to her on the bed. riko leaned over and started crying on satoru. he wrapped his arms around her and comforted her. i watched as he hugged her and stroked her head, telling her ‘everything was alright’ and to ‘let it all out’. i was jealous, beyond jealous at the sight. i stood up straight again and stared off into space, deep in thought. choso took a peak inside of the room before he turned around and faced me again

“y/n-“ he said but i didn’t let him finish. i walked past him and right into the room where riko and satoru were. choso stayed hidden outside of the door. i made eye contact with a very shocked satoru

“y/n, what are-“

“i’m going home with suguru tonight…and then i’m going back home to my house” i said, cutting him off. i turned around ready to walk out of the room. in less than 3 seconds, satoru was already behind me with a strong grip on my wrist

“wait, if you’re upset about what just happened then i can explain” he said. i shook his hand off of my wrist and turned around to face him

“i’m not mad. you can comfort your ex who cheated on you all you want. let her cry in your arms about how much she wants to fuck you and how she misses you even though SHE’S the one who cheated! do what you want, i don’t care satoru” i said turning back around

“y/n it’s not like that, she’s just drunk… and so are you, try to calm down” he said, grabbing me again

“let go of me” i said

“y/n”

“LET GO OF ME NOW” i yelled, tears rolling down my face. i watched satoru stare at me, his face turning red from anger before he let go

“i don’t get why you’re so upset. you act like we’re dating. even if i did end up fucking her that has nothing to do with you!” he yelled. i stood there in shock for a couple of seconds, just looking at satoru

“you’re right. sorry” was all i said before i turned around and started walking towards the door

“wait y/n i didn’t” i didn’t let satoru finish his sentence as i slammed the door closed on his face. i stood outside the door, still holding onto the doorknob before i started silently crying. choso who was still standing there looked at me in surprise

“come here” he said as he grabbed my hand and made me follow him into a room. we walked in and he closed the door before turning on the light

“this is my room. you can chill in here until you’re ready to come back out. i’m sorry, i guess we shouldn’t have followed them” he said. i just stared at him, feeling extremely thankful to this handsome man in front of me

“i’ll be downstairs if you need me okay?” he said as he was getting ready to leave

“wait.. can you stay?” i asked him. he turned around and smiled at me before making his way over to this bed and sitting down next to me. it was silent for a couple of minutes before choso spoke up

“you know he didn’t mean those words right?” he said to me. i looked over at him as we made eye contact

“he was just upset. trust me, he’s very possessive over you even though you’re not dating. i was talking to suguru about it actually, i told him i wanted to make satoru jealous tonight and suguru said he didn’t mind cause its obvious that satoru has feelings for you” choso continued. i had stopped crying by now and was listening to choso speak. we began to slowly talk about other things and choso made me feel a lot better

“y/n?… y/n? are you up here?” i heard suguru’s voice yell from the hallway. i stayed silent as choso looked towards the door

“what happened? and where is she satoru” i heard suguru ask, by the tone of his voice he sounded extremely pissed off

“we got into an argument and she walked off. she said she was going home with you and leaving back to her house later on… that was almost 30 minutes ago now” satoru said. i heard suguru sigh

“what were you arguing about?” suguru asked him. while satoru was explaining what happened, choso turned back to face me

“i got an idea” he said while whispering

“what?” i asked him, whispering back

“let’s make satoru jealous” he said, a smile growing on his face

“okay, how?” i asked, suddenly loving the idea of making satoru mad

“let’s pretend we’re having sex” choso said. i was speechless as i stared at him

“if you’re uncomfortable then-”

“no… let’s do it” i said, my adrenaline suddenly racing at the excitement of satoru walking in on me and choso ‘having sex’

“okay.. lay down” choso said. i laid down and watched choso take his shirt off

“we are still.. pretending right?” i jokingly asked as i started laughing. choso laughed at my question before he opened my legs and wrapped them around his waist

“gotta make it believable babygirl ” he said as he leaned down next to my ear. his voice was so deep it sent shivers down my spine. if i would’ve dated choso instead of yuta after satoru rejected me then i probably would’ve actually gotten over satoru

“is it alright if i touch you and kiss you?” choso asked me as he made eye contact with me. i nodded my head and he reached for something in his dresser. he then showed me a small pink vibrator

“i’ll put this in beween us while i grind into you so your moans sound real” he said with a small smile on his face, i quietly laughed and said okay. choso turned the quiet vibrator on before putting it inside of his sweats so it was touching his dick. he grabbed his blanket and covered our bodies with it as he hovered over me.

“she’s probably with choso” i heard yuki say as she came upstairs. mine and choso’s attention turning back to them outside of the door

“with choso?” satoru asked

“yeah, they came upstairs together a while ago, i haven’t seen them since” yuki said. it was silent for a second before suguru spoke up

“don’t make that face satoru, it’s choso. he’s not going to do anything to her” suguru said. i could hear more footsteps coming up the stairs as more of suguru’s friends started asking him where choso and i were at and what was going on

“ready?” choso asked me, my attention turning back to him. i slowly nodded my head. choso pressed himself against me and i felt the vibration of the vibrator against my pussy

“oh shit” i gasped at the sensation. choso groaned as he buried his face into the side of my neck. he started slowly grinding his hips into mine, the friction plus the vibrator making my heart beat quicken

“choso!” i moaned loudly as he moved his hand underneath my shirt to play with my nipples. i quickly forgot about the pretending and making satoru mad. choso’s headboard on his bed started hitting the wall from the force of his movements as his hips staring grinding harder and faster into me

“choso it… it feels…choso!” i was a moaning mess, barely able to get my words out, this little vibrator was powerful

“f-fuck” he moaned out as he looked at me, his hips never stopping or slowly down

“if you keep moaning my name like that, i’m going to lose the little bit of self restraint i have left” he said

“choso don’t stop please” i moaned out, completely ignoring what he just said. he looked down at me, the look in his eyes suddenly turning dark

“keep it up and i’m going to fuck you for real y/n” he said, his face completely serious as we held the most intense eye contact i’ve ever had in my life. before i could respond to his statement, we heard commotion coming from outside of his bedroom door

“wait, satoru just calm down for a second” i heard suguru say

“gojo don’t do it, it’s probably not even her in there” nanami said. there was a moment of silence before a series of fast, loud, angry knocks started hitting choso’s door.

“open the door” satoru said, his voice low and cold

“i’m busy right now” choso yelled out, his hips never stopping as he leaned back down and started kissing me on the neck, which caused me to moan

“choso, open the door right fucking now” satoru said, his knocks becoming harder. choso stayed silent

“if i open this door and see y/n in your bed… i’m going to fucking kill you choso” satoru said as he started banging on the door. choso chuckled into my neck, his movements still going, making the headboard continue to hit the wall. satoru finally stopped banging on the door and tried to open it instead, quickly realizing that the door wasn’t locked. the door swung open and satoru immediately came in, everyone running into the room after him. choso reached in between us and into his sweats to turn the vibrator off before satoru reached us. choso stopped moving but kept the blankets over us, he looked over at satoru with a smirk on his face. everyone’s faces were full of shock as they looked at mine and choso’s position

“can’t a man get a little bit of privacy in his room with his girl?” choso said to satoru. that was the breaking point for satoru. he rushed over to the bed and roughly pulled choso off of me before throwing him to the floor and punching him in the face. he was about to punch him again but suguru and nanami grabbed his arms and pulled him away from choso. i got off of the bed and walked over to choso to make sure he was okay

“this was a stupid idea choso! are you okay?” i whisper-shouted to him so only he could hear me. he laughed and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into his lap

“i’m okay baby, it didn’t hurt” he said to me while looking right at satoru, a smirk on his face

“choso what are you doing?” yuki asked him, her anger starting to get the better of her

“what? satoru told y/n that he can fuck anybody he wants because they’re not dating so why can’t i fuck y/n? she’s single.. right satoru?” choso said

“y/n” satoru said sternly. i was too scared to turn around and face him

“we’re leaving, now” he said. i got off of choso’s lap and stood up, choso stood up after me, but i stayed standing next to choso, my head down looking at my feet

“aw man…looks like she wants to stay with me-” choso didn’t get to finish his words because satoru abruptly walked up to me and grabbed my hand and pulled me next to him. he didn’t say anything to me. he grabbed my phone and purse from shoko before we silently walked out of the room, leaving everyone shocked in silence. we walked down the stairs and out of the house.

the ride back to his house was silent.

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it took everything in me to not make y/n and choso hook up. i loveeeee satoru but choso is second on my list lol…. anyways, the next chapter is the moment you’ve all been waiting for ;)

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[confessionbrain-writings]

Backbone part two - Syverson

Summary: You had a confrontation with The Captain but got interrupted before things could escalate. But that doesn't keep the grumpy Captain up as he orders you to meet up later. And meeting up you did.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Reader

Warnings: 18+, minors dni, unprotected p in the v, spanking, let me know if I missed something.

Word count: approx 2,7k

A/N: So hi there. It's been a while, but life kinda happend (which I'm not gonna bore you with). So a (wayyy) bit longer than I wished but here is part two of Backbone. You can read part one here. English isn’t my mother tongue so apologies for typos or mistakes. I hope you enjoy. Feedback is very welcome!

As soon as darkness fell, the camp grew silent and prepared itself for another night. But it wouldn’t be like any other, not for me. I had slipped on my boots and tiptoed my way back to the Captain’s office. Even though it was dark, it wasn’t that hard for me to navigate back to the designated spot. Without a lot of thoughts I silently stepped into the hallway and eyed the closed door of his office. 

The sight of it brought me back to our banter from earlier today. It had played over and over in my head and that didn’t exactly help to keep my hormones and the throbbing pulse between my legs in order. But not only his words were the culprit, it was also the ghost of his touch. How his body had felt, pressed against mine and how he had grabbed my jaw. It was like I was this horny teenager again who could only think about dicks and sex. Sex, sex, sex. It was a silent chant in my head and I cursed myself for it. Since when did I let it affect me so much? 

A mix of excitement and anxiety settled in while eyeing the door closely, almost burning holes through it in hope to see if he was behind it. What if he wasn’t there? What if he just wanted to vex me? What in the bloody hell was I even doing… 

I’ve shoved the train of thoughts down before they could derail and stepped into his office, silently closing the door behind me. It didn’t take long for my eyes to adjust to the darkness and I quickly could make out his shape. He was leaning back against the wall, one foot popped against it and arms folded across his chest. Without seeing his face, I knew he had his brows furrowed. 

“Ya late,” he stated and pushed himself from the wall, taking slow and tensive steps towards me.

The tiny hairs on my body stood right up as my defense mechanism kicked in and screamed at me to run while another part of me wanted to stay, anticipating the Captain’s actions.

“Well, I’m here now, aren’t I?” The retort was out before I could stop it. Somehow there was something about him that just hit all the wrong nerves that’d put me on edge. And I was damn well sure he knew that too. 

“Ya think ya smart, hu?” He asked as he stepped closer. I kept my stance right as it was. Confident.

“You wanna know what I think, Sir?” I asked and cocked my head, lips pursed. 

“No.”

“Well, I’m gonna tell you anyway.”

That earned me a scoff.

“Then why do ya ask?”

“I was attempting to be polite.”

“Mmm,” was his only reply as he folded his arms across his chest again. Even in the darkness, I could make out his bulging biceps.

“I think…” I started but my words were cut off as he closed the distance between us. I noticed his approach, but I let him as his hands curled around my biceps and pushed me back against the closed door. 

Shit, this was so wrong but it was also exhilarating. The heath between my legs started to pool again, going from zero to a hundred. I inhaled through my nose and took my gaze back to his face as he opened his mouth.

“I don’t care what ya thinkin’” he growled and pressed his lips hungrily against mine. One hand slid to my jaw as I clawed at his buzzcut, pulling him in. 

The kiss was wild and full of need. Our lips moving in unison as his other hand found my waist. Quickly tugging the shirt out of my pants and placing his hand on my bare waist. The feeling of his warm palm against my skin sent an electric shudder across my skin. And that electric feel shot straight to my lower stomach as he made his way up, roaming over my ribcage and squeezed the skin just under my boob. 

A deep moan escaped my throat. My own hands skimming over his warm skin and solid muscles. It was no secret that he was well-trained and muscular, since that was easy visible to the naked eye, but feeling those muscles under my palm. Damn it. It only edged me on.

“Fuck—“ I whimpered against his lips and clawed at his shirt, needing more of him. The Captain seemed to notice and slipped his shirt over his head in one swift move. My hands instantly roaming the exposed skin. 

He was quick to grab the hem of my shirt and let it follow his on the floor. He cursed when he met my bare breasts, since I didn’t bother wearing a bra. What would be the use anyway?

“Jesus, Sugar,” his hands quickly shot forward, kneading the plump skin which made me gasp. 

“Ya came prepared,” he stated and shot me a dark look. That look only could make me cum right then and there. 

“Ya needy lil’ thing, ain’t ya?”

Lost for words I just nodded. Somehow the need to defend myself and stand my ground like before suddenly flew out of the window. The need consuming my body and started to haze my mind. It almost was like I was in some sort of drunken state. High on his touch and craving for more. More, more and just more. 

“Hu.. Cat got ya tongue? Do ya want it that bad?” He grits and empathizes his words by squeezing my breasts harder.

I whimper and struggle to find words to answer. “I— yeah..” Is all I can choke out.

A feral grin starts to form on his face. He’s well aware how his touch and words affect me.

In an instant he takes a step back, leaving me a little confused and light-headed. Did he change his mind? Oh, he’d better not ‘cause there was no way my fingers could comply the building fire inside. 

He takes a deep breath and nods to his desk. “Take off ya clothes and place ya hands on the desk.” He orders and I gape at him.

“You— I— Wha—“ I spluttered but he interrupted me before I could finish.

“Ya heard me. Don’t make me tell ya twice, sweetheart.”

The new nickname and command shot straight to my core but did as he told. I felt his hungry gaze follow me as I made my way to his desk. Kicking my boots off, followed quickly by the rest of my clothes. The wooden desk under my palms was a bit clammy, but hey, what a surprise - you were in the fucking desert. 

As his heavy steps came closer I turned my head to glance at him. He still had this feral grin on his face and twirled his finger in the air. 

“Turn back. I didn’t order ya to turn around, now did I?”

I swallowed and turned back, looking at my hands on the desk instead. Suddenly I felt his broad hands on my waist which made me shudder. He leaned forward, his bare chest covering my back, his lips brushed the shell of my ear.

“I asked ya somethin’” he breathed which made goosebumps break out over my skin. 

“No,” I whispered back.

“No.” His voice is steady. “No I did not.” He continues as his hand slowly sank to my ass. Caressing my cheeks and then — WHACK. 

A yelp fell over my lips at the sudden sting. He just smacked me. He smacked me hard and I liked it, a lot. I bit my lower lip to contain my panting breath. 

He smoothens the smack by gently massaging the red skin. 

“Ya wanna know what I think?” He asks, copying my words from earlier.

I nod my head, afraid my voice will betray how rilled up I am.

“I think this is what ya like, don’ ya? Gettin’ handled by ya Captain. Should I find out?”

It feels like my heart would jump right out of my chest. The words making my face heath. Why was this so hot when not even a few hours ago I could strangle him? The need to fight him now nowhere to be found. The feeling of wanting this was immensely stronger.

Those thoughts quickly faded when I felt how his hand slid down over my spine, onto the curve of my ass, switching to my front and lower stomach and hovering over the aching part between my thighs. 

I swallowed thickly as I slightly started to spread my stance, giving him more acces. Hoping he would dip his hand further down to where I needed it the most. As if he could read my mind he did and I felt how his breath hitched against the side of my face when he met my undeniable arousal. 

“Just like I thought. Fuckin’ soaked for me already.”

I whimpered when he slowly moved two fingers up and down my slit, spreading the wetness. 

“Fuckin’, filthy little thin’ ” he hissed and it only made the inferno worse. So bad that I couldn’t stop the plead falling from my lips.

“Please, I need—” my voice broke as I pushed my hips back, trying to fuck his fingers. Needing him so bad, it felt like my body was as tight as a bowstring. 

“If you want it so bad, I’ll give it to ya.” He breathed hoarsely. 

Turning my head slightly so I could steal a glimpse at him, it was clear that he also was starting to lose it. He could pretend to be tough but seeing me bend over his desk - naked and needing - made him also threw his morals out of the window.

“Fuck it.” He cursed and he unbuckled his belt swiftly. Not even bothering to take his pants and boxer completely off, he shuffled them down to his ankles so his erection could sprang free. 

Holy. Shit. I watched as he fisted his big cock, giving it a few tugs before lining it up at my soaked entrance. Only the feel of the tip made me moan again. That seemed to bring back his attention and he growled as he gripped the roots of my hair with his other hand and pushed me face down onto the desk harshly. My right cheek meeting the wooden and sticky surface.

“What did I tell ya?” He barked through clenched teeth and I wiggled against him. I needed more. I needed more of him, now.

“Just fuck me,” I begged. “Please.” I added and that was enough for him.

He snaps his hips up and slides in, making the both of us moan and whimper. The stretch of him filling me suddenly made me hiss and clench my teeth. But the sting wasn’t that bad, the banter from earlier and his dirty words made the pleasure overrule.

Pushing myself back - as far a possible since he still held my face to the desk - to feel him more, feel him deeper. He planted his free hand on my waist, steadying himself and stopping me.

“No,” I whine and try to look over my shoulder. “Please, Captain,” I beg and he snarls.

“I was planning on takin’ it easy on ya but ya makin’ it so fuckin’ damn hard!” He’s clenching his jaw hard and I notice how he shakes slightly, his control starting to slip.

I can’t help but smile at him, suddenly feeling a bit of a victory for getting him rilled up as well. His brow furrowed and he smacks my ass again.

“Oh!” I yelp and he does it again. Twice. But my smile returns and his nostrils flare. 

“Is that what ya want?” He snapped and leans over me so his weight pressed me more into the desk. Even though breathing got a little bit heavier, the weight of him on me is.. good, nice, welcome. 

Due this angle his cock slides further in, stretching my walls and I whimper softly.

“Yes, Sir.” 

“Then let me give it to ya, sweetheart.” 

Without wasting a breath he snaps his hips and is instantly off on a feral pace. Fucking me right into the desk. This is punishment.

The sound of our arousal and slapping skin echoes through the office. The wooden desk groans under our weight as it’s moving back and forth with a scraping noise.

Whimpers, moans and pleads spill over my lips as he keeps rutting into me. Fucking me just like I asked him to and it’s hot as hell. This was wicked, this was madness and almost animalistic. 

“Is this what ya want?” He groans out. Releasing his tight grip on my hair and leans back. I place my palms flat on the desk and push myself up. Creating another angle that makes me see stars every time he thrusts into me. 

“Yes, sir,” I choke out and glance over my shoulder. 

Fuck. The primal look on his face makes me squeeze my core, pulling the strained bow even tighter. His hands are digging harder and harder into my hips which I’m sure will leave some prints. But I couldn’t care less. Not when he’s fucking me this good. This hard and raw. Both chasing our carnal desire.

“Fuck, Sugar.” He curses and his movements starts to falter, getting closer and closer to the edge. He grabs my arms and pulls them back, bending my back even further into a crescent curve. And with that movement the pull in my core is as tense as it can be.

Tears start to form in my eyes due the sensation. It’s almost too much to take. 

“Sy,” I sob and don’t even care when I called out his name. He reacts with a growl and curse.

“Again—Say it—“ he pants, “Say it again.” 

I willingly comply. 

“Fuck Sy— you— I’m gonna—“ before I can finish, the bow snaps and my orgasm washes over me. 

I feel his hand clamping down over my mouth, muffling my screams. He follows me just after by three feral thrusts. With my name on his lips as a curse he reaches his climax and spills his seed into me.

My heart is pounding like crazy, creating a ringing in my ears and I let my head fall back onto the desk. Taking time to catch my panting breath and lower my heart rate. 

The Captain slowly pulls out and I hear how he is dressing up already by the sounds of rustling fabric and the clink of his belt. 

How in the hell can he dress up already? It feels like I’m gonna need all night to pull myself back together and descend into my body again.

I feel his palm on the small op my back. “Ya good, Private?” He asks. 

Private. Alright, so I guess thats that for the nicknames. Fine.

Taking a deep breath I straighten myself and feel how my core is pulsing. Well, tomorrow is gonna be fun.

“Yes, Captain,” I answer and turn around. “Fine.”

He hands me a towel and while I wipe both of our releases off, he gathers my clothes and places them on the desk before he crosses his arms in front of his chest again. Just like he did when I walked in. 

I dress silently while he keeps his eye on me like a hawk. I take a deep breath and straighten to my full length when I’m finished.

We have a stare down for a few seconds and then I’m off to unlock the door and make my way back. 

Just as I open the door he slams it shut. His arm extends above me and I feel his presence close behind me. Giving me an immediate deja vu. I swallow tightly and only cock my head slightly to look at him.

He open his mouth but then closes it. He takes a deep breath and swallows.

“This cannot happen again, Private. Ya hear me?” 

His smooth and arousal-filled voice is replaced by the well familiar Captain’s one and I bit my tongue.

I nod at him and held his stare. “Yes, Captain. I hear you.” He nods and I watch how his gaze flicks to my lips. He leans in slightly and the movements sends a shudder down my spine. But whatever he planned to do halts and then he leans back, opening the door

“Goodnight, Private.” “Goodnight, Captain.”

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[willaferrreyra]

okay but like, a fic where y/n works for kendall and is arguing with him for whatever reason and he kisses you in the middle of it?

honesty is such a lonely word — kendall roy x fem!reader

gif not mine

an argument breaks out as you help kendall prepare for his birthday party

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contains: assistant!reader, strong language, kendall being an asshole, angst to fluff, happy ending :)

disclaimer: i do not proofread my work so please excuse any grammar mistakes/typos. i hope you enjoy! i really loved writing this request <3

You still remember the warnings that you received when you first accepted the job as Kendall Roy's assistant.

"He's a coked-up daddy's boy," your best friend remarked. "That's a recipe for an abusive working relationship, don't you think?"

And you took the warnings to heart. During your first week as Kendall's assistant, you were walking on eggshells around him, afraid that he would fly off the handle at the drop of a hat.

But he never did.

Kendall was a good boss, a great one even. Sure, he had his moments, but he always treated you with kindness and respect. He treated you like a friend.

Which is why you were surprised to find yourself in a quickly-escalating argument with him over something as stupid as his birthday plans.

"No, no, no. Say that again," he said. "What you just said, say it again."

"I said," you began. "That this party is screaming mid life crisis tech billionaire asshole. It's not you."

"Uh huh, that's what I thought you said. What the fuck makes you think that you can talk to me like that?"

An expression that resides somewhere between confusion and anger washed across your face.

You talked to Kendall like this all the time. At this point, you were more of an advisor than an assistant. You had gone to business school and you knew what you were talking about, so Kendall regularly consulted with you when it came to business. He respected your opinion and he especially respected how you were willing to tell the truth — even if it wasn't what he wanted to hear.

But none of that seemed to matter now. Now you were just an assistant who was expected to keep her mouth shut and nod.

"Ken," an exasperated chuckle escaped your throat. "I'm just being honest with you. That's our thing, I always tell you the truth. Do you want me to to start lying to you now just so you'll feel better about yourself?"

"Y/N, I don't want you to fucking lie, alright? Of course not. But I'd appreciate a little bit of respect, yeah? I didn't ask for your opinion on the party. Your job is to listen to what I want and to make it happen. Or is that too fucking difficult for you?"

And with that, you decided to stop being civil.

"Oh you want to talk about respect?" you retaliated. "Let's talk about respect. Let's talk about how this is no way to treat your goddamn friend."

Kendall's eyes widened at your use of the word "friend". You could've said assistant. Coworker even. But, no. You chose to say friend. Kendall didn't have many of those, not real ones anyways. Instead of firing back with another insult, he just continued to look at you, a lump forming in his throat. Was it guilt? Appreciation? Anger? He couldn't tell.

"I have stood by you," you continued. "Through your worst times. Your lowest of fucking lows. I've seen high out of your mind, I've seen you break down, I mean, fuck, I've seen you sick! I brought you soup when you had the flu! I've been here, not just as your assistant, but as your friend, and I will NOT let you stand here and talk to me like that."

Kendall continued to look at you, unsure of what to say. Unsure of how to communicate just how grateful he was for all that you've done. Unsure of how to apologize. The fact that you looked so beautiful when you got angry certainly wasn't helping him come up with a coherent response.

He'd always thought that you were beautiful but something about the way you looked now, hair slightly out of place, sleeves rolled up revealing the dainty bracelet that you wore each day, chest heaving up and down as you breathed heavily. You were positively mesmerizing.

"Oh, the silent treatment. I see," you returned his gaze. "Fine, I'll just go review the fucking guest list then. You wi—"

Before you had the chance to finish your thought, Kendall's lips collided with yours. He poured everything that he was thinking into that kiss. I'm sorry. I appreciate you. Please forgive me for being a ridiculous asshole. And you felt all of it. Every single emotion he poured into you, you gladly received.

By the time he pulled away, you felt like you were drunk. Was the room spinning or was your pounding heart playing tricks on you?

"Ken, I-" you started.

He shook his head. "No, fuck, I don't know where that came from. I'm sorry. Sorry for the kiss and the fucking argument. That wasn't cool."

"You don't need to apologize," you reached out to grab his hand. "For the kiss, that is. I accept the apology for the argument."

He smiled and ran his thumb up and down the back of your hand.

"You're sure you won't be too embarrassed showing up to a party that screams mid life crisis tech billionaire asshole?"

"For you?" you laughed. "I’ll manage.”

#kendall roy #kendall roy x reader #succession #succession fic

[countessqin]

Some voicelines of our dear Y/n as a playable character of Honkai Star Rail!

Character : Himeko x fem!reader, Welt x fem!reader, Dan Heng x fem!reader and March 7th x fem!reader (all platonic, astral-express family binding time!)

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[Author Note]

The second thing I wanted to write, because Astral-Express Family supremacy, hahaha. I really like idea of them being like 1 big family, like it so cute!

I tried to do it the way it's done in game and in the way I wrote the first one. Some things are purely my headcanons, and my impressions of the characters (I love them all).

My apologies for the mistakes and typos if there are any! Hope you enjoyed and thank you for reading!

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Small intro:

- Name: Y/n

- Age: ???

- Occupation: Trailblazer, "Star-traveler"

- Status: ???

- Path: [choose any you want]

- Element: [choose any you want]

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[First meeting]

- Hello there! Are you new passenger about which Pom-pom was talking about? Aah I see. My name is Y/n, nice to meet you! Hope you will enjoy your trailblazing experience!

[Greetings]

- Oh hi! How is your day? I baked some cupcakes, you can find them in our kitchen! Please, after you try them, give me a feedback, an honest one! I want to improve my skills, thank you!

[Parting]

- Oh it's sooo late, go get some sleep! Don't forget, me, you and Dan Heng promised March to go with her on shopping spree!

[Chat: Trailblazer's experience]

- Hm? Well, it is both exiting and kind of spooky. Exciting because you find something new for yourself, meet new people, make new friends and so on. And spooky, well, sometimes there is a lot of unknown hence you don't know what to expect...

[About herself: hobbies]

- I wouldn't say I have a variety of hobbies, I like adventures and cooking! Every time when we visit new planets, I learn some local recipes, if you have any favorite food, both sweets, bakery or just food, tell me, I will try my best to make them!

[About herself: hometown]

- My hometown? Oh it's the most prettiest place in the whole universe! If we will stop by, I'll definitely show you, Himeko, Welt, Dan Heng, March and Pom-pom my hometown, and I will introduce you all to my family!

[About March 7th]

- Oh March is just amazing, she is super kind and positive, I remember once I lost an important thing of mine and she was helping me to find it! What it was? Oh my earrings that are my family heirloom. Don't worry, we found them! Where? Oh...ehrm...well they were lying in my jewelry box... haha'

[About Dan Heng]

- He may be seen as cold person, but it's not the truth! He is very attentive to details and I'll tell you, but promise to keep it a secret, or else... we both will be doomed, he is good at writing poems, once I found one in the book he lend me.

[About Himeko]

- Himeko is like an older sister for me, but sometimes she is more like a mother... now to think of it she does remind me of my mother... loves coffee, looks after us, scolds us if we did end up in some...interesting situations.

[About Welt]

- Mr. Yang? He is very knowledgeable man. If you have troubles with something, or don't understand something, ask him, he will gladly answer you! Hm? No-no he is not like old man who reads newspapers and nag youngsters!

[About Pom-pom]

- Pom-pom, they...they are very cute! When you are on adventure somewhere in universe, don't forget to bring them souvenirs, they have a whole collection with different things from different planets.

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#honkai star rail #hsr #honkai star rail himeko #honkai star rail march 7th #honkai star rail welt #honkai star rail dan heng #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #qin's stories~

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Love or Hate » Sebastian Stan

Pairings: Sebastian Stan x Actress!Reader

Summary: Sebastian and his costar (the reader) don’t get along, but things take an unexpected turn when they’re rehearsing their lines.

Warnings: slight Angst, Smut (18+), Fluff ending, language, insults, dirty talk, kissing, hickeys, fingering, unprotected sex, praise kink, name calling (brat), pet names (baby, baby girl)

Thank you to @buckys-wintersoldier for coming up with this idea!🩵

Written on my phone so sorry if there’s any mistakes or typos.

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

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You love your job. You love meeting and working with different people. There’s just one problem… working with Sebastian Stan. It’s not that you have a problem with his work. He does amazing work. It’s just that you two don’t get along. You two got casted as a married couple in an upcoming movie. You two have to pretend to love each other on camera, but in reality, you two hate each other. Now here you are, knocking on the door of Sebastian’s trailer.

“Come in!” You hear him shout.

You opened the door and walked inside. Sebastian looked up from his phone to see you and groaned.

“Nice to see you too, Sebastian.” You say sarcastically.

You plopped down on the couch next to him.

“Let’s just get this over with.” You say.

You and Sebastian opened your scripts and got into character.

“Addie, I love you.” Sebastian’s character says.

“I love you too, Ethan.” Your character says.

You two paused for a moment. The sex scene is next.

“Yea, no. I’m not kissing you, let alone having fake sex with you.” You say out of character.

“Feeling’s mutual.” He says out of character.

“Great. See you later.” You say.

You got up and went back to your trailer to get ready to film. It didn’t take you long to realize that you and Sebastian have to film the sex scene today.

“Ok, action!” The director says.

You and Sebastian got into character and faced each other.

“You look absolutely beautiful in this dress, honey.” Sebastian’s character says, looking at you in the mirror.

“Thank you, baby.” You smiled.

He began placing soft kisses on your neck and along your shoulder. You bit your bottom lip and leaned your head back on his shoulder.

“Ethan…” You breathed. “We’re going to be late to the wedding.” You say.

“It won’t hurt to be fashionably late, sweetheart.” He says.

Sebastian’s character unzipped your dress, letting it pool around your feet. You were left in a pair of black lace panties and exposing your breasts to him. He spun you around and kissed you passionately. He gripped the back of your thighs and picked you up. He gently laid you down on the bed and hovered over you. You unbuttoned his shirt, pushing it off of his shoulders. Your hands went down to his belt, unbuckling it and undoing his dress pants.

“Ethan…” You breathed.

“Yes, honey?” He says.

“I want you.” You say.

“You have me, baby. All of me.” He says.

You wrapped your legs around Sebastian’s waist, locking your ankles behind his back. Sebastian lowered his hips in a way to make it look like the two of you are having sex. You grabbed his head and kissed him hungrily. You two let out fake moans to make them sound real.

“Cut! That’s perfect! Take a break!” The director says.

You and Sebastian separated from each other and got dressed. You walked away without saying anything. As you were walking to your trailer, Sebastian grabbed your arm and took you inside of his trailer.

“Get off of me!” You say, pushing him away.

Sebastian put his hands up in surrender and took a step back.

“I don’t know what the hell your problem is, but you’re a fucking jerk!” You say.

“Oh yea? I’m not too thrilled about your bratty attitude.” Sebastian says.

“Fuck you!” You yelled.

That might’ve not been that best comeback, but it was the best you could come up with. You and Sebastian stood in awkward silence for a moment, staring at each other. Out of nowhere, Sebastian pinned you against the wall and kissed you roughly.

“You’re so fucking annoying.” You say against his lips.

“Feeling’s mutual, baby.” He says.

His hands wandered your body, stopping on the zipper of your dress. He unzipped it, letting it fall from your body and pool around your feet. He picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist.

“You’d be considered cute if you didn’t run your mouth all the damn time.” Sebastian says.

“Why don’t you make me shut up then?” You sassed.

“You’re gonna wish you didn’t say that.” He says with a smirk.

Sebastian took you over to the couch and laid you down on it while hovering over you. He kissed and sucked on your skin, starting with your neck and moved down your body. His hands gripped the waistband of your panties and yanked them down your legs, throwing them somewhere in the trailer.

“How’s it fair that I’m naked and you’re not?” You whined.

Sebastian smirked with a chuckle. He stood up, taking off his shirt and pants, leaving his boxers on. He spread your legs open and got in between them. His fingers rubbed between your wet folds, rubbing your clit in slow circles. You threw your head back. Your jaw dropped, letting out an inaudible moan.

“What happened to that sassy mouth? Huh, baby?” Sebastian asks with a smirk.

“Shut up and do something!” You sassed.

Sebastian rubbed his fingers up and down your slit, teasing your wet entrance. He slowly slid his middle and ring fingers inside of you. He moved them at a slow pace that frustrated you.

“I- fuck! Faster please!” You begged.

“You want me to fuck you faster with my fingers, baby girl? Is that what you want?” He asks.

“Yes please!” You whined desperately.

“Well, since you said please.” He says.

Sebastian moved his fingers, hitting all of the right spots making you moan loudly. He kissed you to keep you quiet.

“You’re fucking loud.” Sebastian says against your lips.

“I can’t help it! You’re- oh fuck! Right there!” You moaned when his fingers hit your sweet spot.

“Did I find your sweet spot, baby?” He asks with a cocky smirk.

“Yes! Just- fuck!” You moaned.

Strings of moans and screams of his name fell from your lips. Sebastian put his fingers in your mouth to keep you quiet.

“These should keep you quiet.” He says.

You moaned around his fingers while his other ones were being your closer and closer to your orgasm. It felt like a rubber band was about to snap inside of you. You were right there when Sebastian abruptly took his fingers out of you making you whine.

“What the fuck, Sebastian?! I was about to cum!” You whined.

“The only place you’re gonna cum is on my cock.” He says.

Sebastian stood up to take off his boxers, revealing his hard cock. You licked your lips at the sight. He’s big. Definitely bigger than all of the guys you’ve been with.

“My eyes are up here, baby girl.” Sebastian says, snapping his fingers in your face.

“Shut up and fuck me.” You say, swatting his hand away from your face.

Sebastian didn’t need to be told twice. He got back on top of you, hovering over you. He rubbed the tip of his cock between your wet folds and teased your entrance.

“Sebastian, I swear if you don’t- oh my god!” You moaned when he slid his cock inside of you.

“You’ll do what, baby? You won’t do shit.” He says with a smirk.

His thrusts were rough and you were all for it. You wrapped your legs around his waist, licking your ankles behind his back and pulling him closer to you. Your hands were on his back, your fingernails digging into his skin making him hiss at the feeling.

“You’re fucking tight.” He moans.

You threw your head back against the couch, moans of his name left your lips. Sebastian kissed along the column of your throat. He gripped your chin with his index finger and thumb to kiss your lips, your tongues fought for dominance. You placed one of your hands on the back of his head to intensify the kiss.

“You feel so fucking good.” Sebastian moans.

You moved your lips down to his neck, sucking hard enough to leave hickeys behind.

“Harder!” You moaned.

“You want me to fuck you harder? Well, here you go, baby.” He says.

Sebastian unwrapped your legs from his waist. He hooked his arms under your knees and started pounding into you.

“Oh my god! Yes! Fuck!” You moaned.

“You like that, baby girl? Oh I know you do.” He smirks.

You felt a familiar knot in your stomach like earlier. It felt like a rubber band was about to snap inside of you.

“I- oh fuck! I’m gonna cum! Please let me cum!” You begged.

“Cum for me, baby girl. Make a fucking mess on my cock.” Sebastian whispers in your ear.

Your eyes fluttered shut and his name fell from your lips as you came hard. Sebastian’s thrusts became sloppy as his orgasm was nearing.

“Shit! Gonna cum. Want me to fill you up, baby?” He pants.

“Yes! Fuck, please! Give it to me, Sebby!” You moaned.

Your name fell from his lips as he came inside of you, painting your walls. His thrusts came to a slow stop. Sebastian collapsed on top of you. Both of you were panting and looking into each other’s eyes.

“That was…” You couldn’t find the words to explain how amazing the sex was.

“Yea.” Sebastian agrees.

Sebastian leaned down, kissing your lips softly and sweetly. You cupped his cheeks to intensify it.

“I’m sorry.” Sebastian says against your lips.

“So am I.” You say.

“Can I take you on a date to show you how sorry I am?” He asks, moving a piece of your hair out from your face.

“I’d love that.” You smiled.

Sebastian kissed you passionately. You two didn’t even hear the door open when.

“Oh shit! I’m so sorry! I’ll leave you two alone!” The intern says, quickly leaving and shutting the door behind him.

You and Sebastian bursted out laughing.

“I think we scarred that intern for life.” You say, laughing.

“I think we did.” Sebastian laughs.

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-Bucky’s Doll

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan characters #sebastian stan x actress!reader #sebastian stan x female reader #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan x y/n #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan angst #sebastian stan smut

[green-thots]

Life Waster - CL16 x FemDriver!Reader - Chapter One

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Authors Note: This took me absolutely forever because I spent more time thinking and watching edits of Charles on TikTok than I did doing actual writing. There’s probably a lot of typos and grammar mistakes so just ignore that. Additionally, any feedback is much appreciated!

Warnings: Swearing, slight mention of death, mentions of weed, if I missed any please tell me

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A Grammy and Rock Sound feature was always the goal, but shit happens I guess. Life was great, we were selling out stadiums and on the verge of our first world tour; then he died and everything fell apart. Formula 1 was always Dad’s dream, not mine, but I think a piece of me died along with him, and I threw myself into racing to fill the JJ-sized hole in my heart. All I was left with was a hard drive of the songs we had written over the years and a letter telling me to go kick some ass. I dove headfirst into the depths of uncertainty and somehow still made it out on top.

“Ms. L/N, we’re here.” The driver calls from the front seat, looking at me in skepticism through the rear view mirror.

I mutter in thanks as I open the car door and step out toward the doors of the front office, backpack in tow. The only directions left for me in the email were to head to the front office in the morning and someone would guide me from there. There’s a lady at the desk with black glasses perched atop her nose as she tapped away at her computer. She barely acknowledges me at first, but after a few seconds of standing there, she looks up at me.

”Oh, hello,” She says with a kind smile, “What can I help you with?”

“Uh, I’m Y/N L/N. I was told that someone would meet me at the front office.” I naw the inside of my cheek, slightly terrified at the new environment.

”Oh, yes. We’ve been expecting you,” If possible, her smile grows wider and she picks up the receiver of the phone, beginning to dial a number, “I’ll call down and let Mr. Horner know that you’ve arrived.”

We sit in a comfortable silence for a few moments, before she starts to speak into the phone. “Hi, Christian. Ms. L/N is down at the office.” She pauses while the other person on the phone speaks. “Okay, thank you, buh-bye.”

”April is on her way down to get you and give you a tour,” she says, her French accent much more prominent than it was before. “In the meantime, I’ll get you all set up.”

She digs around below her desk for a moment, before finally popping up and setting a keycard on a red lanyard with the words ‘driver’s pass’ on the desk in front of me. “This is your temporary pass, you’ll get a new one with your picture on it after media and such is done, but for now this is going to get you wherever you need to go on the property.”

“Thank you,” I say with a nod, as a tall girl in a Red Bull Racing jacket walks through the door to the right.

The lady at the desk smiles at the other girl and says, “I’m Susie and I’ll always be here for whatever you need. Trust me, those boys can be a handful.”

I force a smile at her, praying it looks genuine enough because I knew what kind of shit storm I was walking into and still signed the contract anyway, like an idiot.

The tall girl holds out her hand to me and says, “Lovely to meet you, I’ve heard so much about you.” She talks fast and barely gives herself a second to breathe before continuing. “I’m April, and I’ll be your personal trainer, assistant, therapist, honestly just whatever you might need while you’re here with the Red Bull teams.”

There’s a hint of humor to her voice so I try to let out a laugh, but it’s hard when I’ve spent the last year or so wallowing in self pity.

“I know this whole experience is much different than F2 and I hate to rush you while you take it in but we do have to get started with the tour so you can meet Mr. Horner before he leaves for his debrief.” April says, grabbing her own pass off her neck, which instead says ‘staff’ and turns toward the door she came through before.

“If I would have known I was meeting important people today I would have worn something nicer than a hoodie.” I grumble to myself.

April must have heard me because she wiggles her finger at me with a smirk on her face and says, “You’re funny, I like you.”

We walk in silence out into the parking lot between the front building and the massive team building. April asks, “Do you have a car over here yet?”

”No, I haven’t really got around to that yet.” I reply, taking in the view of all the sports cars lined up that probably cost more than the house I grew up in each.

“Oh, well when you do, this is driver parking. Most guys tend to keep a car at their homes here rather than taking a cab since it’s a lot of back and forth.” She gestures to all of the cars parked in front of their respective sections. “The guard over at the side gate will buzz you in 24/7 if you just show him your pass.”

“Good to know.” I say as we walk up to the two glass doors with the Red Bull logo painted above.

The opening lounge is small, but still gives a feeling of comfort, rather than sterile like the front office. There are trophies lining the shelves on the walls and two World Champion trophies are held in a glass case front and center.

“Your home base is actually in the Alpha Tauri section next door but the team is meeting here for the sake of simplicity.” April says, throwing a smile at me over her shoulder as she turns left down the hallway.

She stops at a door labeled ‘boardroom’ and winks at me saying, “They aren’t as scary as they seem.”

Well that’s comforting.

April knocks twice and opens the door to reveal to reveal four guys seated around the table; two of which dressed head to toe in Red Bull gear as if they just stepped out of a commercial, one of which in a full suit, and the shortest one dressed as if he had just woken from a nap.

“Mr. Horner, this is Y/N.” April says, gesturing to me as I step into the room behind her. I’ve never met Christian Horner outside of a five minute phone call but I can only assume who he is as the man in the suit stands up and holds out his hand to me.

”Y/N L/N, it's so great to finally meet you in person.” Christian says, shaking my hand. “Unfortunately I do have to get going because the engineers can get quite pissy when things are behind schedule, but I suppose you know all about that from Formula 2, right?”

”Yeah, my team had quite the attitude.” I say, trying to sound funny but somehow sounding like the uptight bitches I used to race with back in F3.

“Anyways,” he says, still keeping up his diplomatic smile. “Boys, this is Y/N L/N, the new driver for Alpha Tauri. I’ll let you all introduce yourselves.”

Christian excuses himself and heads out the door, leaving me with April, who is still somewhat of a stranger, and the three men who I have only ever seen on TV.

The first guy stands up and gives me a smile that could light up even the darkest of rooms, “I’m Daniel Riccardo, I actually drive for Red Bull but we’ll probably still see a lot of each other.” He points at the guy next to him and continues. “Mr. Two Time World Champ over here is Max Verstappen, I assume you know who he drives for.”

Max nods at me and says, “Welcome to the team, Y/N.” His Dutch accent very prominent.

Finally, Daniel turns to the guy at the end of the table, “Last but certainly not least, the little firecracker over there is Yuki Tsunoda.”

Yuki rolls his eyes at the nickname and starts, “Hey, I’ll be driving on Alpha Tauri with you.”

”Firecracker as in his favorite English word is fuck and he sure knows how to use it,” April chimes in, a near permanent smile stuck to her face.

Yuki smiles and laughs quietly as Max says, “I trust April will get you all ready for media day tomorrow.”

”I was really hoping I was done with photoshoots but I guess even a change in career didn’t help with that.” I say, still not fully believing that this wasn’t a dream and I’m actually in Formula 1.

“Well, we better continue with our tour and let the boys get back to whatever work I know they are trying to avoid.” April says, eyeing Daniel with a knowing look as she opens the door to the hall.

“See y’all tomorrow,” I say, looking back at the group of guys staring at me. I then follow April out the door, a chorus of goodbyes yelled behind me.

April leads me back outside and then through the glass doors to the Alpha Tauri section. She finally stops once we reach a door that had already been labeled with my last name.

”This is your drivers room,” She says, opening the door to a plain room with a couch and a small vanity, “Feel free to decorate however you see fit.”

I can already visualize my plans for the room; some scenic pictures to hang on the walls, a few comfy blankets to throw on the couch for naps in between meetings, and maybe a cute rug to cover up the concrete floor.

April gestures to the closet next to the vanity, “Your fireproofs, suit, helmet, and any other gear you may have ordered are in the closet.”

Set on the vanity is a vase of flowers with a card tucked under the vase. I step over and pick up the card, carefully tearing open the envelope, and reading it. Inside are the words, ‘Welcome to The Grid, Y/N’ and it seems to have been signed by every driver on The Grid.

”I think they’re trying to make a good impression on the first female competitor they’ve seen in a long time; you might even be the first for the newer ones.” April says, looking over my shoulder.

“Well it takes a lot more to impress me than flowers, I mean even my freshman prom date bought me flowers.” I say, laughing at their attempt to soften me up.

”Your garage is right down the hall and it's labeled so you’ll be able to find it easily. Sadly, we can’t go in today, but you’ll get to see the car on Wednesday when you meet your engineer and we start the first round of pre-season practices.” April says, leaning up against the closet, “You’ll have to be ready to go for media in the main building with all your gear tomorrow at 1:00 but feel free to get ready here.”

”Well at least I’ll get to sleep off some of this jet lag,” I joke.

”That’s the spirit, take every moment you get to sleep, it’ll help.” April says, rubbing her hands together as she continues, “Now, we go meet the Athletic Trainer for a pee test and your first physical.”

Well I guess that means no more pot for me.

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I flop face first down onto my bed, well if it can really be considered a bed. Right now I’m just sleeping on a mattress on the floor of my apartment. I haven’t had the time or energy to unpack so everything is just sitting around in boxes, and the furniture I did buy, has yet to be built or unboxed.

My physical lasted much longer than I had anticipated; the strength testing and medical assessments taking up much of the rest of the day. The six hour time difference is really beginning to take a toll on me and I am nearly asleep when my phone buzzes next to me.

Dad: Your mom showed up at my doorstep, screaming that you were nowhere to be found. Care to explain?

Fuck that. I’ll deal with him in the morning.

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As I stand before the mirror, dressed in my race suit with my hair loosely curled and my makeup freshly done, I have to take slow, deep breaths to keep my heart from beating out of my chest. All eyes are going to be on me today because the first woman on The Grid in nearly ten years is sure to be a spectacle for the other drivers and staff. I should be used to having people stare at me. Hell, I spent years performing on stage in front of massive crowds. But my ‘fall from grace’ as the Rock world has dubbed it, has caused me to hate the constant stares of others. Formula 1 might not have been the best choice of career, but I need to take back the piece of my childhood that I cherished dearly.

My phone dings from its place on the vanity;

April: We’re nearly ready to start shooting, so get over here as soon as you can :)

If these guys have managed to find anything about who I was years ago, I’m sure their opinions of me are already set in stone, but I still can’t let holding up the order of business lead them to think I’m inconsiderate to everyone else’s schedule.

I speed-walk my way out of the Alpha Tauri building and over to the main building, carrying my helmet just in case I need it for a photo.

When I enter the room where the cameras were being set up, all the drivers were huddled around in little circles. The lively colors of each team’s uniform were intermixed, showing that they all must get along well. If they don’t like me, it seems that I’ll be spending the majority of the next year alone.

With the spectacular luck that life has given me, the door is extremely squeaky, causing everyone to look up at me. Immediately, Max waves me over to the group he was standing with.

Hesitantly, I walk over and the tall blonde guy in the Mercedes uniform eyes me with a smile.

”Well you look scared shitless,” He says, the slightly devious but still kind smirk present on his face.

”Don’t be a dick, George,” The French one next to him says as he elbows George in the stomach, “I’m Pierre. Don’t mind him, he’s always like that.”

”Hey, I’m not that bad,” George throws back, giving Pierre a slight shove. The other guys laugh at their antics, so I force out a little laugh.

I barely get another second to listen to their introductions before a staff member calls out, “L/N, you’re up first! Tsunoda, you’re on deck!” I send an awkward wave to the group as I walk over to where the cameras are set up.

”Alright, we’ll need you to fill out the first day of F1 board.” The staff member says, passing a chalkboard to me.

I begin to fill it out.

Name: Well that’s easy.

Season: #1

I Am From: Miami, FL

My Fave Food Is: Mac & Cheese

My Hype Song Is:…

I’m tempted to put one of my songs here, but I think I’ll make them work harder to discover that piece of me.

My Hype Song Is: Gimme Gimme Gimme - Abba

This Year I Will: Kick ass.

I stand in front of the camera as the photographer snaps a few photos of me with the board. Again, everyone in the room is staring at me.

”Hey Logan, we found you a Floridian!” George calls out in the direction of the blonde in the Williams Racing suit.

Tall blonde- who must be Logan- gives me a bright smile and calls out, “we gotta represent, girly!”

I actually let out a laugh at this as a staff member takes the board from me and sets me up for the headshots. Not knowing what the usual protocol for Formula 1 headshots is, I give the camera a light smile.

I can feel someone staring at me intently, as if they look hard enough they could see the deepest parts of my soul. When I look over to the area behind the camera where all the drivers are standing around, I immediately see Mr. Laser Eyes.

He’s partly concealed by the shadows but his dark eyes still bare into my soul. His hair is a dark and curly mess, like he’s just gotten out of bed; but damn does he make bedhead look good. He’s dressed in an almost too tight Ferrari suit. He towers over Tsunoda, but that isn’t too hard to achieve.

We hold eye contact for a few seconds; it's almost magnetic, before he shifts his eyes back to the conversation he was having with Pierre and George.

“Okay, that’s all we needed,” The photographer says, motioning me off the stool as he calls for Tsunoda.

I walk back over to Pierre, George, and the Ferrari driver who had been staring at me. Immediately, he looks me up and down with a smirk before saying, “Good choice of music, rookie.”

My face heats up, and I’m sure I look like a walking tomato. “Yeah, Momma Mia is my favorite musical.” I say quietly.

George and Pierre start snickering to themselves quietly as the Ferrari driver says, “I’m Charles Leclerc.”

Even his accent is fucking sexy.

“Y/N L/N.” I reply.

”Don’t worry, everyone knows your name already.” Charles says with a little laugh. This puts a look of fear and shock on my face.

”In two weeks time, everyone in the world is going to know your name.” George says, throwing his arm over my shoulder.

”Yeah that makes me feel a lot better, thanks Princess.” I spit back sarcastically, using the well-known nickname the media has given George in recent years. Pierre cackles hysterically, so much so that he struggles to catch his breath.

After a bit of throwing sarcastic insults back-and-forth with George, and him taking his turn for headshots, individual pictures are complete.

“Wait, we have to get a group picture of this years’ rookies!” Max calls, a devious smile on his face as he looks in my direction. I roll my eyes as I walk over in front of the camera and am joined by Logan and the blonde McLaren driver.

“I’m Oscar,” the McLaren driver says and he and Logan stand on either side of me. We put our arms around each other's shoulders “to show unity” as the photographer told us. The three of us gave bright smiles to the camera, trying to show that Formula 1 isn’t as scary as it seems when in reality, all of us are terrified to step out onto that track for the first time.

“Alright, lets get all of the drivers out here now.” The photographer says after snapping. Few photos of Logan, Oscar, and I. Immediately, the staff get to work on moving a bunch of prop boxes out into the studio as all the drivers flood the area. I’m directed by the photographer to sit on the tallest box, which I do have to get a running start to jump up on, and lean back on my hands with my legs crossed.

After a few moments of getting everyone else into position, the photographer finally gives us the signal to get our game faces on. Noticing that no one else is smiling at the camera, I tilt my head back a bit and glare at the camera. Although I am the highest up and the farthest back, I’m sure you will still be able to pick up my noticeable annoyance by looking at me in the photo.

“Everyone is free to go!” A lady, who I’m assuming is the head of media, yelled into the crowd of drivers. As everyone disperses, I’m speed walking to the door as to get out of there as quickly as possible, when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I whip around to see George, Pierre, Oscar, Logan, and a few other drivers I haven’t formally met yet.

George looks at me with puppy eyes as he says, “We’re going out to get drinks, do you want to come with?”

They’re all staring at me intently, waiting for my reply.

”I can’t. I actually haven’t even unpacked my stuff yet and the furniture for my apartment hasn’t been built yet so I better get on that.” I say, avoiding eye contact so I don’t have to see the disappointed looks on their faces.

”What if we help you unpack?” The British, curly-haired boy asks, before saying with a wink. “Lando Norris, at your service. Do you have booze?”

I freeze up, not expecting them to want to change their plans to hang out with me so soon after meeting them. “I mean I guess, but my fridge is completely empty, so no booze.”

”Eh, we’ll just make Max pick some up on his way,” Lando says, waving it off while George yells, “Fuck yeah, party time!” Leading the entire room to burst into laugher.

Well, this is either going to end in losing my security deposit or getting so drunk that I won’t remember what embarrassing shit I’m sure to do by tomorrow morning.

#Life Waster #Lynnie’s word vomit #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc #formula one #formula 1 #yuki tsunoda #pierre gasly #george russell #lando norris #original character #oscar piastri #logan sargeant

[funny-fics-222]

How does it feel?

Warnings: first kiss, fluff, shy reader and shuri

Warning Nr. 2: Hey guys, it's been some time, but I still gotta give you a little disclaimer: English is not my first language, so I apologize for typos or mistakes in advance. Have fun, though<3

Summary: You and Shuri are love sick for each other but too stupid to confess their feelings, so when Shuri asks the reader for kisstraining, they both kind of get lost even more

"Can you be serious for one second?!"

"I am"

"Ur not"

"Urrrrrrrrrr not"

"(Y/N)!!"

"Sorry, it's just cute how cringed out you are."

"I am not, now shut up. I have to focus"

If somebody would've told you four weeks ago that the princess of Wakanda would ask you to be her first kiss as "training," you would've probably never believed it.

But you know her since almost one year, and this should honestly not surprise you. It all started with some silly games.

2 weeks prior

I wake up to the sun shining on my face and birds chriping outside my window. I live about 5 minutes from my office, so I can always wake up 10 minutes before I actually have to get up and get out. Lucky me can't eat breakfast cause I get sick when I eat in the morning. Shuri doesn't like that characteristic about me, which is why she often brings me a sandwich at about 9 a.m.

It's pretty sweet actually, she gets up a little earlier every morning to make me a tomato mozarella sandwich even though she is vegan and doesn't enjoy breakfast that much either. Shuri...

The thought about her makes me smile as I stretch and slip on my white crop top paired with a brown skirt and my Converse. Nakia, Okoye, Ramonda, and pretty much everyone else in Wakanda is obsessed with Mine and Shuris friendship or how they like to call it "situationship." They believe that for the moment we are best friends but in the future they will throw rice on our wedding. I don't mind at all when they bring up their shipping theories or new Shipnames in private with me but not with Shuri in the same room. She is not homophobic or disgusted by love she is just... awkward? Let's call it just Shuri! She gets flustered and disregards the topic as soon as someone brings it up. Even if it was harmless. I don't know how she feels or what she thinks about me. I just know that she is my best friend... my very handsome bestie...that has sexy tattoos, but that is besides the point!

Yes, of course I fell for her. I mean, how could you not. In the beginning, we weren't that close because I am the spiritual auntie in town while she is the engineer smartie. Weirdest combo ever. But in the end, with many convos and a lot of "you need to find friends your age Shuri"s from Ramonda. Bless her. She finally let me in and has ever since never let me go. We do pretty much everything together. While I mix some new tea, she falls asleep in my lab, or I fall asleep on her shoulder while she is working on new improvements. My delulu ass sometimes thinks there is tension or whatever, but I don't want to get my hopes up.

However, let's get to the point of this and how we got here!

I brush my teeth, put on my parfume (that Shuri loves btw) and get on my way. The first thing I hear is a distressed workaholic named Shur.

"No, this needs to go over there Bast!"

"Hey Shuri," her stressed figure turns to me, and she smiles in my direction. after dropping down her weird looking tool, she gives me a long hug, not without complimenting me while rubbing my back in soothing circles.

"You smell so good usana" (told ya) she takes a deep wiff behind my ear where I teasingly placed a huge amount of parfume cause I knew this would happen.

"Why thank you m'lady" we part but I still hold onto her shoulder and I can't surpress a smile cause what I see is like a every day deja vu.

I smooth my finger over her eye brow where big wrinkles found it's way on her forehead.

"That scowl must hurt love, don't ruin your pretty face," and as always, I get the reaction I was hoping for. A sweet lingering smile and a smoothing forehead.

"Hey Sissi" Nakia enters the room and goves me a long hug followed by T'Challa.

"Hey girl you are glowing"

"Same to you girl you look stunning"

T'Challa gives me a sweet smile, and we start chitchatting about god knows what. Okoye eventually joins in, and we all just kind of talk about anything but work. But after some time, more topics came up. I don't even know how it started. I think Nakia was teasing T'Challa about his anti flirting skills, and Okoye brought up that from far away, he used to look like a fish while kissing.

"What are you talking about!"

"It is true, T'Challa, but you got better." He jokingly scowls at his girlfriend but smiles as soon as Nakia gives him a peck.

"Omg, I remember how I caught you two making out in the weaponary room, and you looked like you chocked on some granula." Shuri laughs out loud while telling the story, whike we all laugh with her until-

"What is it with you teasing me Sister, you didn't even have your first kiss yet," he said jokingly, and compared to regular jokes between them, it seemed really harmless, but something in Shuri snapped.

"That's not true!" T'Challa didn't get the hint to shut up, so he was casual about it.

"Your Teddybear doesn't count"

That was enough. Shuri drops her tools and goes out of the room after excusing herself.

Of course, I follow her, and as always, I can find her in front of the blue lake next to the black panther cave.

"Hey you." Shuri turns her head and shamefully looks on the ground.

"Hey"

"What was going on? Are you okay, love?" I sit next to her and nudge her shoulder to show it's okay to talk.

"Yeah, no, i don't know, really,"

"Was it what T'Challa said?"

"It's not like I don't want my first kiss!" She gets up and takes a few laps back and forth before continuing

"I am not perfect, and practice makes better, but what if I suck at it?"

"Suck at what? At something new?" I get up too and take her hands in mine

"Listen, whatever happens, if the other person truly loves you, they don't care, and if they do, then they gotta keep searching. And besides, I didn'thave my first kiss either, and I am more relaxed than ever." I look in her chocolate brown eyes, and she succeeds

"What did I tell you about that frown pretty girl?" I smooth my hand over her brows and she nuzzles her face in my palm.

"Enkosi (Thank you) (Y/N)"

We stayed like that for a little longer until we went back inside

2 weeks later

"(Y/N)!"

Shuri bursts into my room. Panting like crazy and when she finally speaks, I expected everything but this.

"I need to ask you something!"

"Shuri, it is 10 p.m. I could've been sleeping or masturbating!"

At the image of that, Shuri flushes for a second, but enough for you to see it.

"Please don't talk and let me finish"

"Ok ok what is it"

"Do you remember our talk at the river two weeks ago? I couldn't stop thinking about it. Now listen, maybe to get over my fear of messing up. I need to practice...with a person I trust... Do you know what I mean??"

I look at her completely baffled with a hint of anticipation and desperation, and who would I be not to say

"Okay, let's do it"

Present

"I am not now shut up. I have to focus!"

She taked my face in her hand and walked closer to me while putting her other hand on my waist. My hands are really sweaty, but I manage to grasp her elbows, and I look deep into her anxious eyes. I can hear both our hearts pounding so fast that I think it's not healthy and I can smell her. She is so beautiful it breaks my heart, but I can't wait. She licks her lips one last time before slowly getting closer to my face. I can feel her warm breath on my nose, and she closes her eyes. I do the same. And our lips collide. It's so weird that feeling is like you are on drugs. You don't hear, you don't see you, just completely feel the moment. Her lips are softer than pillows, and when she lightly whimbers, I can't take it anymore.

We part, and the first thing I notice is her silly little scowl. Wordlessly, i smooth it down, and she crashes our lips together again. But this time, it is stronger and hungrier. I get cocky and bite down on her lower lip so I can kiss it better in a silent apology. I moan into her mouth, and our tongues are in a erotic battle to fight for dominance. I win and grab her by her curls. My reward is a louder whine for more, and I start kissing down her neck. I kiss every spot until...

"Oh fuck (Y/N)"

Until I foung her sweet spot. I make her melt, and I can't stop. She doesn't intervene either. This is the best moment in my life until griot pops our bubble.

"Princess, Queen Ramonda asks for you presence in the throne room"

Shuri shockingly looks at you, and you can't hel but stammer out incoherent words

"Fuck"

Hey hey babes, I hope you liked my first ever Shuri fanfiction. Requests and feedback is always welcome. The next fanfiction will come tomorrow. Byeee<333

#shuri x reader #fanfic #fluff #shuri udaku #black girls #black panther #wakanda forever

[velvethopewrites]

Happy Anniversary

Author’s Note: Not sure what this is, but it sort of flowed out of me. AU Destiel moment, One Shot. All mistakes are *not* mine, they belong to the typo-faery who is a real bitch to deal with if I don’t ply him with tacos and tequila, just fyi.

Cas comes home late, a long day turned into an even longer night, but there is still the soft glow of the overhead stove-light on in the kitchen to welcome him. He smiles to himself as he sees the plate of food Dean left wrapped for him, just some raw veggies and a turkey sandwich, but the thought is appreciated just the same. There’s even a rose in a small glass jar next to it and he takes a moment to breathe it in. Dean hardly ever does such romantic touches and it makes Cas smile.

Kicking off his shoes and flinging his coat over a chair, he slumps down into their sofa, a weary sigh escaping before he can take it. He’s been working too much lately; he can barely remember the last time he actually ate with Dean, let alone seen him for more than a few moments.

There’s the tell-tale creak of the third step on the stairs just as he’s finishing up his carrot sticks. A few moments later, strong arms slip around his neck and Castiel closes his eyes enjoying the warmth.

“Hey, stranger,” says a gruff voice in his ear, and he feels the soft touch of Dean’s lips to the top of his head.

“Hello, Dean.”

“I see you found your dinner,” Dean says, walking around the sofa to join him. “I would have done more but I wasn’t sure how late you’d be and I know you don’t like to go to bed on anything heavy.”

“I appreciated this, trust me.” Cas gives him a smile as he holds up his now empty plate. He places it on their coffee table and Dean immediately takes his hand.

“Wanna talk about it?”

“Not especially.”

Dean nods and the silence grows between them as they huddle together on the sofa. Cas closes his eyes and rests his head on Dean’s shoulder. He feels overwrought - like a wash cloth that has been wrung out to dry too many times. There is the ticking clock and the warmth of the man next to him to ground him and he starts to feel the tension of his day pull away finally. Dean rubs tiny circles into his arm where he holds him, his scent a mixture of toothpaste, their bed and something that is unmistakably just Dean. Cas likes to amuse himself by thinking it’s the smell of flannel made human. Or human made flannel. He’s not sure which. But it’s an earthy, masculine scent and he loves it.

“Wanna fool around?” Dean whispers, lowering his face down to Castiel's, a wicked amusement in his eyes.

Cas snorts at his husband’s optimism. “Only if you do all the work. And we stay on this sofa afterwards. Forever.”

Dean grins and kisses him, but it’s just a light touch of his lips, despite his question. He pulls Cas closer to him and hums quietly. A few moments go by and Cas wishes he had enough energy to give Dean his full attention instead of his pillow. He can’t remember the last time they were intimate, sad to say.

“Okay, and this is my last and final offer, Cas, do you wanna go to bed and sleep for a thousand years, give or take a day?”

Cas relaxes further and grins into Dean’s shoulder and nods. “Oh, you sweet talker, you always know what I like to hear.”

Dean chuckles and shifts on the sofa until he has his arms around Cas. He lifts him and if Cas weren’t so exhausted he definitely would be more than a little impressed and turned on. As it is he mentally tries to make himself as light as possible (no easy feat these days) for Dean.

“You know sucking in your gut while I’m carrying you doesn’t really do a whole lot,” Dean grumbles, glancing down at him. Cas laughs and releases the breath he’d been holding.

“I think I can walk the last bit,” Cas says, smiling at him.

“Nah, I got ya, babe. This right here is why I work out. Bathroom or bed?”

“Hmm, I should brush my teeth.”

“All right, moonshine.”

“Moonshine?”

“Yeah, it’s nighttime, so instead of sunshine, you’re my moonshine, er, wait, that sounded better in my head. Shut up.”

Dean grunts as he carries him, bridal style, over to their bathroom and lowers him down slowly. His cheeks are flushed and his breath is only a little bit winded. Cas kisses his cheek. He has been working out. Yet another thing he’s missed.

“My hero. Thank you. If I’m not out in five minutes, it means I’ve fallen face first into the sink.”

“Sexy. Make sure you have the toothpaste squeezed out on your face, too. Really sells the image of exhausted breadwinner.”

“Dean.”

His husband laughs and raises his hand as he heads back to their bedroom. Cas is quick in his ablutions and when he returns to their bedroom Dean is already back in bed, the covers pulled back on Cas’s side in open invitation. He quickly climbs in and sighs as Dean wraps his arms around him.

“I need to stop working so much,” Cas mumbles. “I miss you…I miss this, too much.”

“I’m not going to argue with you about that. Especially since I’d win because you’re too exhausted to put up a counter-argument, sweet cheeks.”

Cas snorts into his pillow and kicks his leg into Dean’s. They settle into something resembling bliss, Cas is sure, and he feels his mind already slipping into unconsciousness. He is thankful for so many things in his life, these days, but mostly he is thankful for this - Dean taking care of him. It’s a privilege afforded only to the special few, he knows, and he is so glad he has it. As his mind tumbles further something occurs to him…something just at the edge of his thoughts. Something about Dean and him that he’s sure he’s forgotten.

Suddenly, Cas feels wide awake and sits up in bed. Dean grouses at him and squints blearily up at him.

“What’s up, Cas?”

“It’s our anniversary. It was our anniversary today. That’s why you called work and why you put the rose…oh, Dean. I am so sorry! It completely slipped my mind. I am the worst husband in the world, I can’t believe you put up with—”

Dean sits up and quiets him with a kiss. When they break apart, they are both breathing loudly. Cas feels shame burning in his gut.

“You should divorce me.”

“For forgetting what day it was? Come on, Cas. I don’t have to be Sam to know that won’t hold up in court.”

“No, for neglect, for lack of affection, for drinking all the coffee and for the dirty laundry I leave on the floor—”

“Castiel, shut the hell up. It’s fine. We’re fine. I am not divorcing you for any of those things. Well, maybe eventually the laundry thing, but not tonight and not tomorrow. Capiche?”

Cas closes his mouth and gulps. “I capiche. But, Dean—”

“I’ll let you make it up to me after you’ve rested, I promise. Now lay back down and get some sleep, you damn idiot.”

Cas knows he has a sad look on his face and gives his husband what he hopes is the biggest puppy-dog eyes to ever puppy. Dean glares at him but eventually rolls his eyes and lays down, opening his arms again so that Cas can lie down close once more.

“I don’t deserve you.”

“No, you probably don’t. I’m a catch. And I’m damn adorable.”

Cas smiles to himself. “And you make a mean apple pie.”

“Damn straight. Well, not entirely straight.”

Cas snorts but feels his exhaustion hit him once more and closes his eyes, still feeling a bit sad. He resolves to take some time off and soon.

“Dean?”

“Hmm?”

“I love you, and I would still marry you. For what it’s worth.”

“Me too, man. Me too.”

“I’m going to take some vacation time and not work for a month, and make this up to you every morning.”

“Yeah? How?”

“On my knees? And then on my back, then on your back, then with you tied up to the—”

“Okay, Johnny Sins, I get you. You’re gonna rock my world. Now shut up and go to sleep. You know, for a tired guy you sure are fighting this sleep thing.”

“I’m sorry. I’m just…sorry.”

Dean kisses his neck again as he curls around him, and Cas sighs. Before he drifts of for good, Dean’s voice is low and soft in his ear.

“I love you, you big workaholic dork. Nothing could make me give you up.”

Cas smiles and finally allows himself to fall asleep. He’ll have time to make it up to Dean tomorrow. And for the rest of their lives.

I’m tagging @fellshish and @canonblastedships because I can? Heh *hides* 🙈 sorry guys this is soooooo fluffy

#Destiel #destiel fic #my first sort of published thing? #Dean and Cas #AU #soft moments #my writing #Married life #Bites nails