#rina writes

[forgive-the-sea]

pairing. toji fushiguro x reader

cw. toxic toji, toji uses 'princess' and 'sweetheart' for reader, reader is down horrendous for toji????? idk what else, suggestive but no actual smut

a/n. what better time than now to dust off this bad boy that has been sitting in my drafts for who knows how long

"I hate you," you spit at Toji who has you backed up against the wall, his knee pressing between your legs and providing friction against your core.

You squirm at the contact and try to break free of his hold, but it proves futile as Toji pins your hands above your head.

He gives you a wicked smirk from above. "Aw, princess, you're hurtin' my feelings."

"You've got a lotta nerve coming back here, Toji." The anger hasn't quite left you yet, but you decide on steadying your voice, hoping that Toji will get bored once he sees that he can't get a rise out of you.

That insufferable smirk doesn't leave his face. If anything the corners of his mouth pull up wider, stretching the scar that runs through his lips.

You try again, keeping your words as even as possible. "Let go of me, Toji."

He leans in closer to you and whispers, "are ya sayin' ya don't miss me?"

Your breath catches in your throat at his proximity and his change of tone. His voice is no longer mocking, it is low and sensual. You and Toji both know it won't be long until you inevitably give in. He knows he just needs to push you a little further until you bend for him. Some more sweet words, a few soft touches and you're his.

"You're full of shit."

Toji can feel the venom in your words, but it only spurs him on. "I think you're the one full of shit, sweetheart."

His insufferable smirk returns and he dips his head again until he's at eye level with you. Once your eyes meet his, he knows it's a done deal.

Your gaze softens, rage melting away, a shy longing now present in your eyes. He loves you like this.

"There's my girl."

Toji releases his hold on your arms and you're quick to lace them around his neck. He doesn't miss his cue as he leans down to capture your lips with his. You pull him close and deepen the kiss, letting Toji's tongue into your mouth and moaning at the feeling of his tongue against yours.

You're the first to break the kiss, feeling overwhelmed by the mix of emotions brewing in you. Shame for accepting Toji again. Yearning because you have missed him. Desire because you want to feel him close one more time, despite everything.

You burry your face in his chest. "Missed you." It comes out as a mumble against his body but Toji heard you loud and clear.

He pulls away from you and holds your face with both hands, softly caressing your cheeks.

There are those eyes again. The ones Toji loves so much. The ones that hold so much emotion in them. So much love and want. So much desperation.

"You're mine."

All you can do is nod.

#toji fushiguro x reader #fushiguro toji x reader #toji x reader #rina writes

[stvrlvr]

Love and Lies ¡!

﹒⟡﹒Pairing: Bf!San x fem!reader

﹒⟡﹒Genre: Angst, Slightly Suggestive

﹒⟡﹒Word Count: 904

﹒⟡﹒Warnings: San is in the Mafia, anxiety, terrible communication, cursing, they don't really solve their issues (please talk things out irl), it gets suggestive at the end. (lmk if I missed anything)

﹒⟡﹒A/N: I'm going to a hell of a writer's block so I apologise if this isn't good <3

(requested)

Soft and calming moonlight seeping in from the barely closed curtain along with the calming rain hitting over the house was the complete opposite of what was running through your mind.

The television was the only sound as you were too consumed in your own thoughts, sitting by the window. Each passing minute echoed with unanswered questions, pure worry painting your features. Even the clock seemed to be mocking you, ticking away as you waited for your boyfriend’s arrival.

3:00 a.m. hit and there wasn’t any sign of San being even close to home, you wanted to go to sleep, forget about this, pretend you didn’t care, unfortunately, you couldn’t. You reached for your phone once again, its screen flashing your loving wallpaper of him and you, the happy memory washing away as there were no notifications or phone calls.

Your eyes began to grow heavy as another hour elapsed, however, the anxiety kept you awake. You were tired, mad, worried, confused, scared, furious. He was making you feel every single emotion without even being here. How could he have such a hold on you?

The sound of the lock being opened snapped you out of your catastrophic thoughts. San entered, taking off his shoes and locking the door behind him, not noticing you were still awake.

“What the fuck?” You said into the dark house, startling him.

“Woah, Y/N. You scared me” He softly said with a light chuckle.

“Me? I scared you?” You said in a stronger voice. Was he so incredibly clueless? “I’ve been worried sick about you. Why couldn’t you tell me you were arriving this late? Why couldn’t you return my calls? Why, San?”

He was shocked at your harsh tone, like a deer caught in headlights he stepped back slightly and sighed. “Don’t worry about it, I’m sorry.” He tried to lean in and kiss your forehead but you pushed him away.

“Don’t. Where were you?” You just wanted to know what the hell was your boyfriend doing at these ungodly hours, you could be happy to hear anything as long as it wasn’t that one thing.

“It’s complicated, okay? We’ll talk about this tomorrow, love” He carried out the same calm tone.

“No. We will talk about this right now. You can’t possibly expect me to act normal after you practically disappeared for the last 6 hours” You were enraged, his ambiguity only adding to the fire.

Okay, he was also getting mad now, your constant yelling stressing him out of his mind. “You don’t want to know, princess”

“I do want to know. Just tell me” You stepped closer, he was driving you closer to the edge and so were you.

“I said, you don’t want to know. That is a no. Final answer” He started walking towards your bedroom, being done for the night. “Fucking god! Would it kill you to tell me the truth for once?” You followed him into the dark room, stopping abruptly as you entered.

Now that he had removed his coat you saw his blood splashed shirt, then he started to remove his tie “San? What happened? Is that-”

“Blood. It’s blood, it isn’t mine” He stated. Oh, it was that one thing.

You were flabbergasted. Why had he gone behind your back to do the thing he promised not to do? On top of that, he thought you wouldn’t even notice. “See? It’s complicated.” He spat back now that you were finally quiet.

“Choi San, you better tell me why the fuck did you go on another mission.” You said in a cold tone, being way too mad that you were becoming numb.

“It would just put you in danger” He continued getting ready to go to sleep as you stood there with your crossed arms, waiting for your answer.

“I don’t care, San! I don’t care if it ‘puts me in danger’. That wasn’t my question.” Frustration continued pooling deeper inside of you.

“Calm down, okay?” He was annoyed at your extreme reaction.

“I won’t calm down until you tell me” You sat down on the bed, crossing your legs and looked at him waiting for your answer. You already knew he went back to Ateez, but you needed to hear him say it.

“I know I told you I wouldn’t, but they needed me” He had admitted what you had been longing for all night.

“Was it that hard?” You sighed out tiredly. “You’re not mad?” He asked in a confused tone. “Oh, I am but not because you went back to Ateez. I am because you didn’t fucking tell me”

“I’m sorry” He leaned in to kiss you, you wanted to pull back and continue yelling at him but your body betrayed you. You returned the kiss, a little more passionately that you would’ve liked.

He lowly chuckled at your sudden passion. “Oh? Someone’s no longer mad” His hands moved to rest to your hips. “You can’t just kiss me and assume I won’t like it. We’ll talk about this in the morning.” The kiss had blurred the lines between anger and desire.

Gently, he pushed you back into the bed, kissing you and whispering sweet ‘sorrys’ in between. “I’m still furious but you know that fucking shirt makes me weak and I never knew blood could look so good on someone”

“Oh, princess. You’re in for a long night”

masterlist

#ateez #ateez x reader #ateez choi san #san x reader #choi san x reader #ateez angst #ateez suggestive #angst #suggestive #san ateez #rina writes

[rinas-ninjas]

Life as you know it depends on the ground beneath your feet.

No, really. The food you like, the fruits and vegetables and animals that make your favorite dishes. Unless you exclusively eat seaweed and fish and nothing else - you need earth. Rich earth, bursting with the forgotten life of organisms from before. Packed earth, strong and sturdy and nearly impenetrable to the wear of wheels on its surface.

Thank the first for earth.

I think everyone knows how important water is (70% of the human body, anyone?) and lightning (don’t you like wifi?) is. But it’s so easy to forget the earth.

I could never forget the earth.

Even if the earth forgot me.

#ninjago au #ninjago #my father's son #sneak peek #told you guys I was gonna write this time #rina writes

[rinahanaaa]

I wrote a lil one-shot here after rising from the ashes with the arrival of chapter 79 <3

#spy x family #twiyor #loid forger #yor forger #rina writes

[rinawriteswhatsheloves]

MY KIDS (characters) & THEIR HOGWARTS HOUSES!!!

The Color Theory:

Blue - Gryffindor

Red - Ravenclaw

Green - Gryffindor

Yellow - Slytherin

Orange - Hufflepuff

Burned Goods

Darra - Slytherin

Arietta - Hufflepuff

Claude - Ravenclaw

Pum - Slytherin

Lucida - Gryffindor

Shoutout to me for having the best ever Hogwarts house (Slytherin 🐍🐍🐍💚💚💚)

What’s your house🫵🤨🤨🤨????

#random #tapas #writing #hogwarts #harry potter #original work #original character #rinawrites #Rina Writes #Burned Goods #The Color Theory #slytherin #slytherpride #ravenclaw #hufflepuff #ravenclaw pride #hufflepride #gryffindor #gryffindor pride #wizarding world

[bobaandasiandramas]

Masterlist

Tale of the Nine Tailed

The Truth Untold

Ki Yuri and Lee Rang stumble upon a female in danger but she’s more than she knows.

Parings: Lee Rang x F. OC (female reader - because I can’t get into y/n - so please feel free to insert yourself in)

Rating: M+

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

BTS

Find Rest for your Soul

Reader is found by Hoseok and rescue owner, Sejin. Y/n is a mysterious Omega with no real memories and is trying to understand the warnings in her head. What or who is after her?

Parings: BTSx F.Reader AxBxO Style

Rating: M+

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Potential WIPs

--BTS: Jungkook X F.Reader X Namjoon

Hospital setting - AU(?) . Jungkook is in the hospital with Y/N as his nurse he is definitely in good hands.

–Tale of the Nine Tailed: Lee RangXF.Reader - possible AU, maybe not

Yandere story. Lee Rang just can't get enough of Y/N

#Masterlist #writing #Rina writes

[mybiasisexo]

god. I wish I could show y'all the many discarded edits I have of this stupid chapter 😭

#I always keep my rejected versions #I have to have like 6 attempts at this damn chapter #now im just like meshing them all together cause I have like a vibe im going for #and none of them on their own give it #but taking bits and pieces of each version can/will get me where im trying to go #long story short #writers don't ever delete your discarded edits #cause you'll never know when they'll work for you #personal #rina writes #that should be my tag for anything writing related

[s1llyalabaster]

A bath cleanses all mediocrity - veritas ratio

Where the alabaster-headed man enjoys his weekly bathing session with his lover. ~700 words, SFW

Seeing the tips of his purple locks faintly dip into the peony-scented water as he leans down to kiss you, and feeling his slightly fastened heartbeat from the heat make its presence in your ears when you lay your head on his chest. It was everything you desired for and more, just spending some time alone, away from the mutters of fellow scholars and researchers, or the buzzing of mechanisms and new technologies the Intelligentsia Guild had invented. 

The soft swishes of bathwater awoke you from your little daydream. You look up, seeing the peaceful face of the scholar you loved. Veritas’ eyes were lidded with serenity, a rare thing he experienced before meeting you. Though, his lips were still slightly pursed with irritation. It wasn’t easy for the doctor to relax at all. This was a weekly habit of yours, bathing together in much-needed silence. Solitude, even. 

It was intimate, but not in a sexual way, soft hands brushed across your abdomen like how a painter’s brush would delicately dance on top of a canvas, you were the canvas in his eyes. In fact, you were the only thing in his eyes at that moment. With his ceramic book placed aside, he focused all his senses on the only form of lifeform that could purge all mediocrity…

You. 

The same lips that part to say the most candid and cynical words of Veritas Ratio’s now take a softer turn at things, the man himself letting out a low chuckle at the peaceful scene before him. “You seem to be enjoying yourself,” he drawled, intertwining his fingers with yours , watching the ripples dance around your hands while you attempted to sneak more glances at him, pausing when he finally notices. You blushed, taken off guard by his moment of boldness. Veritas doesn't usually show a lot of affection, unless both of you have had a bad day, or when he eventually gets outsmarted by Aventurine and downs a drink with aphrodisiacs slipped in it. Slim chances.

It’s not like he doesn’t love you, he just shows it in his own way. On late nights when he returns home from a trip to his homeworld, he crosses his arms and sighs while rolling his eyes when he sees your sleeping form, freeing one arm to gently flick your forehead as he sets his alabaster headpiece aside, joining you in the covers. On days where you manage to convince him to step away from his studies “for just ten minutes” and go on a date, he reluctantly lets you loop your arms around his own.

Veritas always speaks the truth, no matter the aftermath. He believes that praises should only be given to those who deserve it, not out of courtesy or politeness. He’s given more praise to you than all the students combined in his class. Some say he’s a cold and apathetic lecturer who’ll do anything to fail his students; to be honest, you were the first one who perceived him differently. There’s no cliche “love at first sight” story like the ones portrayed in the Penaconian movie theatres between you two; One day, you just decided to sign up for his classes just to get a taste of how “harsh” this new professor's teachings would be. Needless to say, with enough warnings of “unauthorised speaking in lectures” and “frequent displays of mild idiocy” ,you two began to grow closer and closer together. 

A snap of his fingers draws you back to reality again. The bubbles on top of the water begin to disappear, as the petals originally scattered on top begin to slowly drop to the bottom of the tub. Once Veritas finished draining out all the water, you’re once again reminded of how annoyingly handsome his face is. The smug smile that hangs on his face day and night when he isn’t scowling or frowning, fingers extending towards your own as his other hand fixes the towel around his waist. 

“Come on, let’s go tidy ourselves up before getting to work.” 

You smile and place a chaste kiss on his cheek

“...”

“Nevermind, it seems as though my new box of chalk has arrived. I’ll take my leave.”

Looks like he’s still the Veritas Ratio that you know and love.

#hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #star rail x reader #dr ratio x reader #veritas ratio x reader #ratio x reader #honkai star rail dr ratio #hsr dr ratio #hsr oneshots #dr ratio x yn #dr ratio x you #honkai star rail #hsr #honkai star rail imagines #rina's writings!

[arachine]

u asked so I shall deliver :3

but imagine whiny n fucked out Dave Lizewski omfffhhhgggggg, his hair is a mess n his glasses are falling off, they're all dirty too bc he's handsy! Ik he is! and he tries to grab anything he can on u but u just tut him and tell him to keep his hands to himself, so nowwww he's whining even more, he's begging too atp, all glossy eyes and jutted out lips. I KNOW he's a pretty crier, so why shouldn't u mess with him a lil yk?

moral of the story, Dave. Just Dave.

nghhhhh rina i’m gonna scream SO loud.

warnings: unprotected sex, dacryphilia (i think? cba to check if i included it), whiny dave (like down bad, pussydrunk dave) + so rushed i’m sorry but i need to fr study lol :3

can just imagine him begging to touch you. at first, he tries to bargain with you. asks if he can just ‘hold your hips for a bit’, so you don’t ‘fall off’—as he puts it. but you’re ruthless. all bite and no bark.

“good boys keep their hands to themselves,” you tsk, swatting away his wandering appendage. the admonishment forces a whine from his throat, and he retracts his hand quickly like a child scolded for getting into the cookie jar. “don’t you wanna be a good boy for me, baby?”

“yes—fuck—god, yes. j’st let me touch you, let me h-hold you,” he pleads, and it’s so cute. the knot between his brows, the erythro in his cheeks—the crystalline droplets cascading down his face. it doesn’t take much persuasion to get you to acquiesce; not when he’s beneath you like this. looking up at you like you just hung the stars in the sky. “ok, go ahead, baby. touch me.”

and as soon as you give him the okay, he’s flipping you over onto your back, all muscles and eagerness. grabs the weight of his cock and bullies it into your little hole, unconcerned by your protests and light-hearted pleas for him to slow down.

“easy, ‘m not going anywhere,” you giggle, but it falls on deaf ears because he’s concentrated. focused—on one thing and one thing only—or maybe two things—or a few things: your skin, the rivulets of sweat between your breasts, your eyes—the perfect little ‘o’ shape your mouth makes when he hits that spot just right. yeah, he’s focused.

“babybabybaby, i’m close,” he says in your ear, a mixture of a whine and cry, “please, lemme do it inside. can i? i’ll get you the pill, swear i will, s-swear it!”

and at the nod of your approval, he’s pistoning into you like a rabid thing. all mumbles and whimpers, expletives and grunts. telling you how sweet you are to him, and how lucky he is to have a girlfriend who let’s him finish inside her.

says he’ll, “never fuck another girl again,” while the weight of his hand rests firmly against your jaw, and his lithe fingers maneuver your head to meet his lips. and you know he’s telling the truth—because his eyes are all hazy and glossy. they get like that when he’s close; and they got like that when he declared his love for you some time ago. a tell-tale sign.

“so close, baby. use me, you can do it,” you caress his cheek, clenching once, twice, three times around him in an effort to get him to finish. and it works. he manages a few more lazy thrusts before he’s plopping down onto you with a strangled moan and a sigh.

“about that pill…” he starts, “i only have $10 in my account. don’t think we’re ready to be parents.”

gasping, you raise a hand to yank him back by the hair, “lizewski, get off of me right now.” the brunet chuckles but it only coaxes you to pull tighter at the scalp.

“ow, okay, okay. i was just kidding,” he admits, grabbing at the hand holding his hair by the root, “let me go and i’ll go pick it up.”

“alright, go,” you release him, “but seriously, get off of me. you’re heavy.”

© arachine 2023

#dave lizewski x reader #dave lizewski x reader smut #dave lizewski #tangerine x reader #tangerine x reader smut #aaron taylor johnson #:: — rina bina fo fina 🎀 ! #‹ ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*♡‧₊˚𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐝𝐬 ᥫ᭡ .ᐟ › #:: — LEXI WRITES !

[forgive-the-sea]

comfort

pairing: toji fushiguro x fem reader

summary: toji is your rock

a/n: felt the itch to post so here's this lil comfort drabble I wrote not too long ago

You crawl onto Toji's lap while he sits on the sofa, flipping through tv channels in search of something to watch. Your arms wrap around him as you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck and breathe him in. Toji's familiar scent grounds you.

"I'm so lucky to have you." Your voice is a soft whisper against his skin as you continue to nuzzle into him.

Toji places a strong but gentle hand at the small of your back and tucks your hair behind your ear with his other hand.

"I love you so much." Toji doesn't miss the sad shakiness to your voice before you move on to pressing soft kisses along his neck.

You continue to breathe Toji in, losing yourself in his scent. His warmth. The feeling of his skin against yours.

The hand at your back begins to rub soothingly up and down in long strokes. He knows that what you need right now is quiet and reassuring touch. He continues rubbing your back and begins placing soft kisses to your forehead as he feels his skin dampen with your tears.

Toji holds you close to him until your quiet sniffles cease and your breathing evens out. You let out a big sigh, signaling that you’ve calmed down and press a kiss to the corner of Toji’s lips.

He turns to you and presses his nose to yours, smiling when you giggle at the gesture. “There’s my girl.”

#toji x reader #toji fushiguro x reader #fushiguro toji x reader #i didn't like this at first but i kinda like it now #rina writes

[stvrlvr]

welcome !

✦﹒zZz...﹒ %﹒

﹒⟡﹒hello, i'm rina; 19 y/o, hispanic and bisexual!

﹒⟡﹒i write for ateez, skz and nct. (i stan a whole lot more, though)

﹒⟡﹒i do angst, fluff, suggestive and smut

﹒⟡﹒my asks are always open unless stated otherwise

﹒⟡﹒bare in mind that english isn't my first language and i'm in university

﹒⟡﹒feel free to talk to me about anything really!

﹒⟡﹒fic recs on: @ninrinv

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[tomorrcwz]

down your throat, ødegaard

pairing: martin ødegaard x fem!reader

warnings: smut — blowjob, also fluff because its martin ødegaard !

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Tiredly, you opened your eyes slowly, taking in the sight in front of you. There he laid, naked like God made him, his eyes focused solely on where his hand ran your left hip up and down gently. You closed your eyes once again, enjoying his touch which was far from the way he manhandled you just six hours before.

"Don't let yourself fall asleep again, min kjæreste", he whispered whilst nibbling playfully on your ear. The norwegian pet name pulled your heart strings and made you smile a little but you really had one thing on your mind and that was sleep.

Kissing your cheek as his hand roamed up your body to your throat where it stopped, squeezing it softly to get a reaction out of you.

"Come on y/n. Let's take a shower before work."

You got the point; everything pretty much smelled like sex and sweat, and it was better to take one than spray on some strong perfume right before going to work eight hours. However a voice in your head cried for an hour more sleep and the desire to do it was overwhelming.

Martin's hand wanderd to your temple, massaging it which in return made you purr like a cat. He knew how to get a reaction out of your body — you had been casual hooking up since January and it was already March. You had been single for a few months, looking for some fun and well.. he catched your eyes with his stern face as he had watched over his teammates on a night out. Normally your type was brunette, full lips and a bulky build because you craved a man who could be rough in the bedroom and be a protector but Martin didn't need to be the biggest in the room; he seemingly owned it. He was hot in a way you couldn't explain and he had more sides on him than the first glance let on. You did fall in love with him over time — you didn't only fuck for fun, no, you met up to grab some food or walk around for hours, talked every other day over phone and once in a while he asked you to be his date for an important award show.

It felt like you were already in a committed relationship.

"With you?", you sheepishly asked him, already knowing the answer. Martin grinned at you and kissed your lips to get a sweet moan from you.

"Only if you want me to."

"You bet I want you", you mumbled between wet kisses, grabbing a fistful of his golden hair. Letting him go, you rolled on your back, waiting patiently for his next step.

"Want me to carry you?"

"Please, you've fucked me good, I can't imagine walking at all." He rolled his eyes in mock irritation but nevertheless pulled you in his arms, securing you with his hands on your ass whilst you clasped your legs around his midsection, hands on his back, feeling his strong muscles work under your touch. Martin looked like one of those Greek gods without even trying.

Walking in the bathroom with you in his arms didnt seem to mind him a bit; he pinched you in the side to let you know that you arrived and dropped you to your feet. He wasn't even a head taller than you, however his aura spoke a different language, taking the full room. You starred each other down, enjoying the tension you built up. The man turned around, giving you a good view of his body as he stepped in the shower.

"Pretty girl, don't you want to lose that shirt of mine and join me?", questioned Martin who started to relax his muscles under the warm water.

Still you stood there, bitting your lips at the view which he quickly noticed and took the upper hand. He firmly gripped his hard dick, strocking up and down as he let out low moans. His head leaned against the cold tiles of his spacious shower, ignoring your presence which you didn't like. Hastily you ripped your shirt off ( one of his arsenal shirts but sharing is caring! ), opening the shower and stepping inside.

You sank to your knees, kissing the flesh of his hip bone, whilst one of your hands touched his abdomen, feeling his muscles clench under your fingertips. Despite your butterfly kisses all over his hips he didn't spare a glance at you, annoying the shit out of you so you stopped his hand from stroking and gently sucking on his tip.

Martin let out a loud groan. "Knew you wanted to put your lips on my cook, min tøs."

Motivated by his degrading wording, you began to move your mouth up, taking his dick halfway before going back to the tip, kissing and sucking it hard, elicting one of his pornographic moans. Gradually, you took it further, taking more of the length as you looked up at him and meeting his gaze. His eyes were clouded with Lust, hair wet from the water which made its way down his body.

Wanting to hear him getting louder, you opened your mouth wider to take it all in. His tip reached the back of your throat, causing you to moan on his dick. The vibration sent him extra pleasure and he couldn't stop himself to fuck himself into your mouth.

He wimmernd, chanting your name.

"Fuck y/n, I'm going to cum."

You hallowed your cheeks, pleasing him even more before he spilled down your throat, tights shaking under your fingers. You still bobbed your head along his cook, milking him off his last drop. Then you let his length out with a satisfying pop, kissing your way up to his lips, making him taste himself. Martin broke up the kiss first, his eyes holding an emotion you couldn't explain.

"I'm not letting you go, you know?", he said, pressing a chaste kiss against your forehead once he turned the water off and started to towel down your body.

Jokingly you replied, not realizing what he actuallymeant. "I have to work, sunny. Can't drop everything for you."

Turning your head to meet his eyes, he gave you a waning look. You searched for the answer in his eyes, wondering what he was trying to tell you.

"It's me and you, okay? I don't want to label this", he pointed between you both, "as a casual hookup."

Your breath caught in your throat and fear spread through you. He wouldn't dump you after you sucked his dick, right?

"What do you want then if not hooking up?"

"I want you to dress up for tonight so I can take you out on a real date, yeah? I want more than just your body and I want to be able to tell everyone that we're dating." Your heart fluttered at his words and you nodded in agreement. "Fantastic. I'd fuck you but time isn't in our favour", Martin smirked, hitting your ass.

#martin ødegaard imagine #martin ødegaard x reader #football x reader #football imagine #footballer x reader #footballer one shot #martin ødegaard smut #martin odegaard smut #football smut #— rina's football writing 🕊

[rinahanaaa]

Some snippets from my recent chapter of Lessons About Family 💐✨

‼️ Smut warning please avoid second ss if you don’t fancy 🫣

#spy x family #twiyor #loid forger #yor forger #rina writes

[rinawriteswhatsheloves]

“ohh the color theory whats the color theory”

a theory abt colors duh🫵🤨

#The Color Theory #Burned Goods #writing #original work #tapas #rant post #random #Rina Writes

[rinaforreal]

The moment he knew they were soulmates. And he was going to love her forever.

She had always known he was her soulmate this was just the confirmation.

#rina #hsmtmts #rina week 2023 #I have been trying to write but honestly nothing good is coming out so this is what I got for day 2! #I love 4.06 they have always been soulmates destined to be but I love that Ricky was given a specific moment to just sit #with that realization #ALSO the line so it’s true I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you being said OUT LOUD to Gina’s face was important #because like we knew that and he knew that but it’s like him reconfirming that she really is the reason he does everything he has ever done #since they met like real time realization romantic epiphany!!!!!! #and for her she has always known like it was just a fact of life since homecoming that he is her person #but it’s her looking at him after saying I love you him wanting to say it first her wanting him to say it first and him giving her what she #needs like always #she just gets to sit there staring at him knowing that never quitting will get you what you want get you what you NEED #he was worth the wait and she knew he would be that’s what soulmates do!!!!!!!!

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Plot bunny prt 3

Maya Sokolov story

Goddess of Loneliness

Summary: Maya Sokolov the sister everyone either hated or tolerated the sister that betrayed her own.

It's been 2 months since the truth was discovered and nothing has been the same.

Mia hates her, Killian is always looking for an opportunity to remind her that she's a good for nothing back stabbing bitch, Niko is avoiding her like the plague, her parents have cut her off and Illya...her only saving grace broke up with her in the worst possible ways.

No one wants to hear her side of the story or more precisely no one cared to hear it feeling more alone than ever Maya decides she has over stayed her welcome in her family's lives and decides to escape somewhere where no one knows her, her story, and more importantly her family.

As she takes this journey of self discovery and healing she'll see that family doesn't always end in blood and that there is such as thing as a second and greater love

#plot bunny #maya sokolov #my writing #goddess of loneliness #may or may not write this #idk yet #rina kent #nikobran #god of fury #nikolai sokolov #brandon king #mia sokolov #landon king