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[y0urm4m]

Closer

Warnings: swearing,drinking,smuttt

Summary/teaser: What will happen when Chris is too drawn to a girl, and luck is on his side.

A/N: for the sake of the fic let’s say that Chris and Nate are both old enough to drink… love you all!

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“We’re here!” Lydia said, opening the Uber door as I also slid out of the car walking towards the club. Lydia had convinced me to finally go out with her this Saturday so here I was outside the club with her. “Are you excited?” She asked spinning around, her skirt twirling as she spun. “I guess so.” I giggled, linking my arm in hers as we walked towards back of the queue to get in.

After a long wait we were finally at the front of the line. “Identification please ma’am,” The bouncer spoke. I shuffled through my purse grabbing my id card passing it to the man in front of me, he nodded his head. “You too.” He said signalling towards Lydia, her also passing her id to him. “You two can go on through, have a great night.” He said opening the door for us. “Thank you.” I smiled, entering the club.

The atmosphere almost immediately changing. Purple and blue light filling the room, the smell of sweat and alcohol filling my nose as we walked in further.

“So drinks first?” Lydia asked, her arm still linked with mine. “You know me so well.” I replied as we walked over towards the bar, sitting down on two stools. “Hello, what can I get for you both?” The bartender asked smiling at us. “I’ll have a gimlet.” Lydia replied, looking towards me. “I’ll just have a Malibu and Coke please.” I said, grabbing some money out of my purse. “I’ll be right back with your drinks one second.” The bartender replied, walking off to make the drinks.

“So you glad I convinced you too come? Or what.” Lydia asked, re-applying her lipgloss. “Yeah it also gave me a reason to wear this.” I said, motioning towards my outfit. “Yeah you look hot.” She giggled. Just then the bartender finally came back with our drinks. “Here you go.” He said pushing our drinks towards us. “Thank you.” Me and Lydia replied in unison, sipping on the drinks.

My attention was shifted to the feeling of eyes on me, I turned looking around to see if I could find the culprit. “You alright girl?” Lydia asked putting her arm on my shoulder. “Yeah lyds I’m fine just felt like someone was staring at me.” I sighed, sipping more of my drink to soothe the nerves.

— A few more drinks in, me and and Lydia found ourselves now dancing. It was quite stuffy as there was loads of other people dancing around us. I spun her round, giggling as we carried on dancing to the song that was bouncing off the walls. I hadn’t had so much fun in a long time I felt elated that I had got to spend time with one of my favourite people after such a long time.

That’s when ‘party in the U.S.A’ started playing and everyone around us began dancing even more, causing me and Lydia to literally be stood shoulder against shoulder. “Right if they’re dancing so are we.” She shouted loud enough for me to hear. “Okay!” I shouted back, as we began dancing again but once again I could feel the presence of someone staring at me. I spun around looking around for the pair of eyes looking at me but yet I still couldn’t see them, I shrugged and continued dancing.

Chris pov:

“Bro you having fun yet?” Nate asked, putting his arm around my shoulder. “Yeah, I’m just going to get another drink.” I sighed arising from where I was, heading towards the bar. That’s when someone caught my eye, she was stunning. The way her outfit hugged her body perfectly, the way her hair shone under the club lighting lustrously, just her presence was alluring but before I could realise she was turning to look around. “Shit.” I mumbled to myself walking away before she could see me.

“Where are the drinks?” Nate asked, frowning slightly. “Sorry I got a bit distracted and forgot them.” I sighed looking back over at the bar where she still sat.

— that’s when I found my self squished between Nate and another man on the club dance floor. It was a really tight squeeze with barely enough room to even breathe. Nate was currently dancing with a girl who kept motioning her friend to come over and dance with me. “Just ask him to dance.” The girl whispered ushering her friend over. “Would you maybe want to dance?” The other girl asked, but as I looked up that’s when the girl from the bar caught my eye again she was now dancing with what I supposed was her friend. “Hello, are you going to answer me?” She asked again. “Oh. Uh no thanks sorry.” I replied, pushing past a few people until the girl from the bar was fully in sight.

I was now a few meters away from her, I still hoped she couldn’t see me. Once again she turned to look around this time she slightly caught my eye as I looked down. My cheeks flushing red as she turned to look back at her friend shrugging.

Reader pov:

After what seemed like an eternity I was finally fed up with the staring. “Lydia there is definitely someone staring at me and it’s getting on my nerves at this point.” I sighed looking behind me, still nothing. “Well we can leave if you’d like?” She said, moving more towards me. “No it’s fine, I’m just going to grab a drink I’ll be back.” I replied accidentally bumping into someone as I walked away. “Sorry.” I mumbled not even looking up at the man as I made my way back to the bar. “Malibu and coke?” The bartender asked, smiling slightly. “Yes please.” I replied, sighing. “Coming right up!” The man giggled, beginning to make my drink.

Once again the bartender had finished making my drink, I paid and began sipping on it when someone slipped down next to me. “Sorry i should ask if it’s alright if I sit here.” The man asked, I looked up at him. He looked oddly familiar, blue eyes with brunette hair. “It’s fine no one was sitting here anyways.” I laughed slightly. “Oh good, I’m Chris by the way.” He added, looking down at me. “y/n.” I replied, sipping on my drink. “Is there anything I can get for you?” The Bartender asked the oddly familiar man. “I’ll just have a Pepsi.” He said, pulling out his wallet.

After a few minutes of small talk, I began to feel more confident and decided to ask some more questions about Chris. I looked down at the Pepsi in his hand and back up at him. “So you don’t drink?” I asked, motioning towards the Pepsi. “No neither do me or my brothers.” He said looking over his shoulder slightly. “Ohh, are your brothers here with you?” I smiled, looking over at where his gaze was. He turned back around looking at me once again. “No I actually came here with my friend. What about you?” He replied. “Same here she’s currently dancing speaking of which I should probably go find her,” I said beginning to stand up. I looked back at Chris. “Would you like to dance with me once I’ve found her?” I asked, drinking the last of my drink. “Sure.” He chuckled standing up as well.

— Me and Chris had eventually found Lydia, who was dancing with some random girl. I tapped on her shoulder, as she turned her face revealed a smile. “Lydia, this is Chris. Chris, this is Lydia.” I said introducing them both to each other. “Nice to meet you!” She giggled, as she grabbed my arm. He nodded smiling at her slightly, turning his focus back to me.

After Lydia and Chris getting to know each other a little bit better, Lydia went back to dancing with the girl where as me and Chris decided to dance together.

Once I began dancing i found myself lost in the music, swaying to the beat. The atmosphere was ecstatic, due to my slight tipsy-ness and the fact I was dancing with a hot guy I had met almost an hour ago or it could have been because we were so close to each other because of how crowded the dance floor was, leaving not even enough room for a mouse to fit in between us both. “This is fun.” I said just loud enough for Chris to hear. “Yeah it is.” He chuckled, the feeling of his warm breath near my neck sent shivers down my spine. Suddenly I felt his arms inch around my waist. “Is this okay?” He asked. “Yes that’s just fine.” I replied, grinning like a child and a candy shop. I began moving my hips to the beat of the song, causing Chris to chuckle from behind me. “Y’know there’s something that’s drawing me to get to know you even better, in every way possible.” I whispered, just loud enough for him to hear. His eyes widened, as he practically froze in place causing me to giggle. “Would you like to get to know me in every way possible?” I added. He nodded eagerly. “Come with me then.” I smiled as he removed his hands from my waist, as I placed my hand in his.

We pushed our way through the crowded club floor, hand still in hand. Eventually making it to the bathroom stalls, checking if anyone could see us as I entered pulling Chris in behind me. “You sure you want to do this?” I asked, looking for some sort of consent. “Yea I’m sure.” He chuckled down at me, bringing his lips towards mine. The gap between them slowly closing, as I felt our heart rate increase and his eyes fluttered shut. I swiped my tongue over his bottom lip as they parted slightly as he groaned. Our tongues now fighting for some sort of dominance, as I brought my hand up brushing it through his hair. I pulled back bringing my lips to his ear whispering.“You can touch y’know.” He nodded his hands immediately making their way to my waist gently squeezing the flesh. I could feel the tent in his pants on my thigh, I moved my leg slightly causing a tiny groan to fall from Chris’ lips in anticipation. “You want me to touch you?” I giggled, moving my hand down to the tent in his pants. “Yes.. please.” He whined softly. He didn’t have to tell me twice, as I had already began unzipping his cargos pulling them down slightly, as they fell the rest of the way, pooling down at his ankles. I sunk down on my knees looking up into his blue innocent eyes. “You sure you want this.” I asked one again, my index finger know making tiny circles on the bottom of his thigh. “I sure.” His breath hitched at the feeling of my index finger almost near where he needed me most. With that I tugged down his boxers, his cock immediately sprung out standing tall and proud.

I spat on my hand pumping his cock a few times, bringing my lips to the tip kissing the it slightly before putting as much of his length as I could in my mouth, gagging slightly. I kept my pace long and slow, maintaining eye contact the whole time as he groans filled the bathroom. “Fuck..please don’t stop.” He begged, caressing the top of my head. The sound of his groans and small whimpers practically had me dripping. I then brought my hand near his balls slowly caressing, causing more noises to fall from his lips, his hips slightly jutting forward every time I moved my head up and down. “Shit..you’re gonna ma- make me cum if you keep doing that.” He croaked, throwing his head back. By the way his cock started twitching I could tell he was close, I immediately moved my head back my lips making a popping sound as i removed them from his dick. “M’ sorry my love, you’re gonna have to wait.” I said, standing up and stroking his sweat forehead, giving his lips a quick peck. “Please let me at least make you feel good first.” He said, looking down at me.

How could I say no to him when he’s looking at me like that.

“Of course you can.” I smiled, Chris’ hands immediately making their way to my top undoing it and pulling it off. His eyes trailing down to where my breasts sat. “Can I?” He asked, looking back up at me. I nodded, as he grinned moving his mouth to my left breast. I gasped, at the feeling of his hot breath near my nipple as he kissed them softly. He looked back up at me slightly before attaching his lips to my nipple, softly squeezing the other one causing me to moan he then began sucking it with more passion. He slightly groaned into my breast the sound immediately going right to my core. I moved my hand up pushing it through his hair once again, as he moved his face giving the other nipple the same amount of attention, scattering a few love bites here and there. He removed his mouth from my nipple. “Can i take these off?” He asked, motioning towards my bottoms. “Yea.” I breathed out, helping him as he removed them chucking them with his trousers.

After basically all my clothes were removed except my panties, Chris brung his hand over touching my clit through them. I moaned at the feeling of his fingertips making circles on my clit, he slowly sped up. “You soaked, holy shit.” He chuckled, moving his hands up pulling my panties down as I stepped out of them. I pulled Chris’ face back into mine our lips meeting once again, his hand now squeezing my ass cheeks roughly. I pulled back abruptly, his face shone with concern. “You alright?” He asked. “Yeah I just realised I left my purse, which had condoms in it, with Lydia.” I sighed, rubbing my face slightly. “Well I’m clean and I can always pull out.” Chris smiled, ruffling my hair a little causing me to smile. “Alright, come closer then.” I giggled, but as chris walked back I pushed him back making him sit on the toilet lid as I sat down on his lap.

Pecking his lips quickly, raising my hips to aline his cock with my entrance slowly sinking down onto it. Whining at the stretch. “Holy shit ur so tight.” Chris groaned as I started bouncing on his cock, eventually making some sort of erotic rhythmic pattern. The pain from the stretch, turning into pleasure causing whimpers and moans to leave my mouth as Chris’ dick hit places I never knew existed. My pace sped up, Chris thrusting his hips up into mine. “Oh my god Chris.” I whined, Chris grunting as I spoke, placing his head in the crook of my neck placing a slight kiss on my collarbone. I could feel the knot starting to form in my stomach, as my breathing started picking up. So I gave up on bouncing and decided to roll my hips against his, not bothering to go slowly as I tried to reach mine and Chris’ high.

I could tell Chris was getting close by the way he was twitching inside of me. “You close baby?” I asked, moving my hips faster. He whimpered loudly in response, grabbing onto my hips helping me move. “Holy shit.” I whined, gripping onto Chris’ hands. “F-fuck.” Chris croaked out. “Cum with me Chris.” I moaned. “B-but I don’t have a condom on.” He breathed, slowly down slightly. “I don’t care, I’ll get plan b tomorrow.” I replied, bringing my hips up and slamming them back down abruptly causing the knot in the stomach to snap as well as Chris to tumble over, blissing us both out. Our juices mixing together as we rode out our high. The smell was intoxicating, as me and Chris stayed in place, satisfied and sweaty.

After catching our breath, me and Chris got cleaned up and re dressed giggling amongst ourselves about what just happened. “Y’know you bumped into someone on the dance floor earlier?” He said grinning. “Oh my gosh was that you.” I giggled. Chris nodded, as we erupted into laughter again.

— Once we had stopped laughing we both decided to check our phones for any notifications from Nate or Lydia. Lydia had messaged me saying she went home with the girl from earlier and Nate had told Chris that he had left with a girl quite a while ago. “We should probably get going then.” I said looking up Chris, he nodded in response giving my head a tender kiss as we left the bathroom. “So would you possible want to come back to mine?” I asked smiling. “I’d love to.” He replied as we left the club hand in hand.

This was definitely not how I expected my Saturday night to end.

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The end!!

A/N: honestly enjoyed writing this one as well, this and my last two posts are my top three favourites at the moment lmaoo. Hope you enjoyed reading

Love you all — Gracie

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[nicestgirlonline]

Something Sweet

Pairing: Sugar Daddy! Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ smut ahead!!! Thigh riding, public stuff, dirty talk, sugar relationships, power dynamics, dom/sub undertones

Word Count: 4.9K

Summary : A chance run in with a handsome stranger turns out to be the opportunity of a lifetime

a/n: for @the-slumberparty September Bingo Challenge! No bingo for me this round, I got it in JUST UNDER THE WIRE! Takes me waaaaayyy to long to write lol. Thanks for reading, I’d love your feedback! Reblogs and comments are love <3

You placed the candy bar on the counter in front of the very bored cashier. You dug through your purse and pulled out your debit card and handed it over. A queue had started to form behind you as you tapped your hand in anticipation. 

“Declined.” The cashier said, holding out the card for you. Your stomach dropped. You were afraid this was going to happen. You were so sure that you had enough in your account for at least a candy bar. You had paid the overdraft fees from last month, so you should have been set. Your stomach gurgled a bit. You were so hungry. 

“Um, can you try it again?” You asked, hoping it was some sort of mistake, that the bank was just a little slow to catch up with your account. She let out a sigh and placed it in the machine again.  

You could feel the stares behind you. You looked back at the line; directly behind you was a tall man dressed in a suit, checking his watch. He looked like he must be very important. He had dark brown hair that was neatly styled and just a touch of a five o’clock shadow. It was incredibly handsome. His icy blue eyes flicked from his Rolex to you, making you quickly turn back to the cashier. 

“Declined. Again.” The cashier handed it back this time with a look insisting you take the card from her. Humiliated, your cheeks began to turn red. 

“Sorry.” You mumbled as you shoved your card back into your purse so you could clear the shop as quickly as possible. In your haste, you accidentally ran into Mr. BusinessMan. You collided with his body like a brick wall. “Sorry! I’m so sorry! Fuck I’m a mess.” You cried out as you ran past him this time. 

You ran directly out onto the street, the cool air filling your lungs. You dropped down onto the curb to spend a minute catching your breath. You could feel your heart still racing, your body going into fight or flight mode. 

Money, money, money. It all always came back to money. If you didn't have the money for a god damn candy, how were you going to make rent in less than two weeks? Tears threatened to escape your eyes and you squeezed them shut. 

Here you were, no food in your stomach and soon to be no roof over your head. You looked at your phone, a flip phone from 2013 that miraculously still worked. The last text you had gotten was from your mom “Fridge broken. Send more this month.” 

God fucking damn it. 

“Hey! I think you forgot this.” A deep voice called out behind you. You turned to see the business man from the shop! Confused, you grabbed your purse and checked to make sure you hadn’t left your keys or something. The man held the bar you had left at the counter. He held it out to you. You didn’t go to grab it, you just stared.

“Oh. Um, you didn’t have to…” You began but he squatted down next to you and placed the candy on your lap. 

“We all have bad days. Doesn’t cost me nothing to be nice. You look like you deserve something sweet.” He had a very kind smile on his face. It did cost him something though, it cost him more than what was currently in your bank account. “You ok?”

“I’m…I’m ok. I’m going to be ok. Thank you, really.” You could feel the tears spilling over and you started to wipe your face so he wouldn’t see.

“You must really like candy to be crying over it.” He lightly joked, which only made you want to cry more. You let out a little laugh that sounded more like a strangled gasp. It was so overwhelming, the simple act of charity.

“It’s just…really really nice of you.” You gasped, the tears finally flowing freely. “I don’t remember the last time anyone has ever given me something…I’m sorry. I’m sorry.”

“Hey, hey, hey, you’ve got nothing to apologize for.” He reached out and placed a hand on your shoulder to comfort you. “I’m James.”

You gave him your name, finally ceasing your tears. You took a deep breath, you couldn’t just fall apart in front of this kind stranger, he was probably running late to some sort of business meeting anyway.

“You have a way to get home?” he asked, he pulled out his phone and began to tap on it. You nodded your head. 

“Yes, yes I do. I have money left on a bus card, really thank you so much James.” He smiled at you when you said his name. He placed his phone back into his suit jacket. He took your hand and helped you up.  With your spiral into darkness slightly stalled, you took in your savior. He was so classically handsome. When you looked into his blue, blue eyes you felt like you were drowning in them. He tucked a piece of your hair behind your ear, your heart raced. 

“Get home safe, alright doll?” You nodded, clutching the candy bar to your chest. You took off down the street after giving a soft goodbye. The kindness of strangers had given you more hope than you had in a long time. 

You idly wondered about James as you ate on the bus. Your money problems were still lingering in the back of your mind but your thoughts were clear. 

You tore open the candy bar, taking a bite of the delicious treat. The chocolate melting on your tongue, the sugary sweetness coated your mouth. You got a rush from the sugar and let out a sigh. 

Maybe things were going to be ok, it was a sign that the universe was on your side. 

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You put on your waitress face and did your best to keep up the highest energy tonight. You were all bubbles and giggles throughout the shift. You would smile and laugh at every lame joke a customer would tell you.

Half way through your shift the place was packed. You should be grateful it was busy, you were getting good tips but hadn’t had a moment to breathe since you walked out onto the floor. You carefully balanced a tray of shots and an order of bacon-wrapped dates to drop off before you made it to the party that just sat down in your section. The hostess had put them back in the booth that was partially tucked away with velvet curtains. Big spenders for sure. You smoothed down your dress and tossed your hair over your shoulders as you made your way over. 

“Hiii how are we doing tonight Gentle--” You began your usually bubbly opener, voice high pitched and energetic but as you took in who was sitting in front of you, you stumbled. 

James. Your candy savior. The bodega hero. Him and three other men were waiting to be served. He was wearing a new suit, this one with no tie and a few buttons undone from his shirt. Damn he could really rock a suit, he filled this one out perfectly too. FUCK.  

“Ahem, excuse me gentlemen. So what can I start you off with?” You quickly recovered, grabbing your pad and pen and focusing your eyes on the paper. You prayed that with your heavy makeup and fluffed up hair that maybe he wouldn’t recognize you, or maybe just wouldn’t even remember. 

“Hey there sweetheart, hope my good looks didn’t startle you.” His charming grin grew as you bashfully waved your hand at him.

“Oh I'm used to handsome, it's just a little busy in here tonight. Are we just starting out the night? Maybe with some shots?” You offered with a grin of your own. He seemed pretty pleased with your flattery. James was silent as the other two ordered a round of shots, his gaze was fixed on you. You went to turn to put the order in but as you went James’s hand shot out and he grabbed your wrist. 

You froze and stayed.

“Hold on a minute Doll, you didn’t take my order yet.” His voice was low and easy. You lightly moved your hand out of his grasp to put pen to paper. You nodded to him hoping to get his order. “I want a whiskey. Neat. And bring the whole bottle out.”

“Whoa, we’re getting bottles tonight?”

“Sounds like you guys are going to have some fun!” You said quickly writing down the order with a flourish. This time you managed to escape to put the orders in. As you waited by the bar for the orders you felt your heart racing. It wasn’t just the adrenaline of the fast paced night. Seeing James again had put you completely off kilter. It was humiliating, the last time he saw you, you were crying in the street. He must find you so pathetic. If he even recognized you?

James and his party stayed practically til closing, ordering more and more. The bill they were racking up was so notable that Jeremy himself came out to thank them for their patronage. The other girls were all playfully jealous, it wasn’t you who could normally hook in the big spenders like that. 

“Sadly, it seems we’ve got to end it here. Little guy can’t hold his liquor.” James said motioning to the one you learned was named Sam.

“M’fine.” He slurred. The blonde man who was called Steve laughed and threw an arm around him as he swayed. The two made their way to the exit leaving you alone at the table with James. He smiled at you expectantly. You just wanted the night to be done with. 

“Whenever you’re ready!” you placed down the bill on the table. 

“Hold on Doll, I’m ready now.”  He pulled out a shiny black card from his wallet, and quickly scribbled down on the receipt. You took the card with a smile, ready to go charge it. You glanced down on the tip and your eyes nearly fell out of your head. 

He had given you a 100% tip.

“Problem?” He asked, innocently cocking his head to the side. You glanced at the bill again, rereading it as slowly as you could to try to make sure you weren’t mistaken.

“I think you might have mixed up the tip and the total-” 

“No mistake. I’m tipping for the fantastic service.” 

“I really don’t know how comfortable I am with that James. Is this because of this morning?” Your voice was pathetically small. 

“Oh so you do remember me?” He asked flatly. You looked up at him. His sudden tone made your stomach clench. 

“I mean…of course I do but that’s not very professional of me. I’m sorry-” You immediately tried to amend the situation. This was somehow your fault, you could tell. 

“You apologize a lot. You don’t have to be sorry for getting something you want.” James’s tone was no longer angry. 

“I don’t need pity.”

“It's not pity, Doll. You gave me a service and now I’m paying you what I think is fair. I know you probably aren’t used to people giving you what you’re worth. You probably don’t even know what your worth is, do you?” When his icy blue eyes met yours it was like you were really being seen for the first time. You loved it as much as you hated it. 

“I’m not…I’m not worth anything much. Here’s your card sir, have a good night.” 

You ran off, your face hot with humiliation. 

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You had hoped that would be the end of it. Even with the insane tip from James you were still on the outs with your money. Now that rent could be made there was the electricity, gas, and water. Then the money you would send back to your family, oh and food for yourself. You couldn’t forget that. You kept all ten shifts that you had managed to beg Jeremy for. The big night with James made him much more amenable to your requests. 

It was only for a split second but you saw him at the hostess table. With two different men at his side, there stood James for the second night in a row. You whipped your head around and scurried to the back. 

“Wanda, he’s here again. Again!” You squealed to your co-worker who was just preparing to start her shift. 

“Who, Mr. Moneybags? Well aren’t you lucky.” She said, giving you a playful glare. 

“I don’t want to deal with him again. Please take my table?” you pleaded. 

“Don’t need to ask me twice, I’ll be getting that nice tip tonight.”  She tossed her coppery hair over her shoulder and smoothed down her dress one final time before strutting out onto the floor. 

He wasn’t here for you, you told yourself. You were just being paranoid. Wanda was going to have all of them eating out of her hands by the end of the night, you told yourself as you started out towards your first table. You pushed it from your mind. 

But you couldn’t help but glance over to his table, and the glance was more than enough to see that James was not happy. Wanda and her incredible curves didn’t seem to distract him at all. You could see her laughing and chatting but James was a dark cloud.  

Fine, who cares, he was going to give Wanda a ludicrous tip because he was a generous tipper. He wasn’t pitying you, he wasn’t trying to give you charity, that's just who he is. You scamper towards the kitchen to put in your orders and hopefully hide out a while. 

Wanda came back towards the kitchen, placing her orders and grabbing the food that was ready. Her beautiful smile fading into a line when she made eye contact with you. 

“They were really really insistent that it has to be you tonight. Even just to go over and say hi. ” She said, her tone was dry. Nervous butterflies erupted in your stomach. You bit your lip. What could this possibly mean? 

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You were normally pretty steady in your heels, but the floor was suddenly uneven as you approached James’s table.

“Well hi there, gentlemen. I-I can take your drink orders tonight. Give Wanda a hand.” You babbled, trying not to flub over any words. 

James smirks at you victoriously. He doesn’t need to say anything, his eyes say it all. He had gotten his way.  

The party once again racked up a ridiculous tab.  Nothing was stopping him. The rest of the table had cleared out quickly, leaving just you and James. 

He opened his wallet and laid out the tip, bill by bill. He pushed the fat stack to you, not breaking eye contact once. 

It was multiple hundred dollar bills, but you were too stunned to count. The anxiety that had been building since you first caught a glimpse of James again finally came bursting out of you in a tidal wave. You tossed the cash back on to the table. 

“Please stop. I can’t…I can’t keep doing this, I don’t know what you expect from me.”  You gasped, allowing your facade to crack as you stared up at him with tears wetting your eyes. 

You weren’t scared. But you were confused. This sort of attention must have meant he wanted something from you and…you were fairly certain of what that was. 

“This is how this business works, you did something for me, and I paid for your services.”

“I -- I--” Your breath was caught in your throat as he leaned closer to you to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear. 

“Poor thing, you’ve never been treated well in your whole life, have you? I know why you’re so nervous. You’re not stupid, you're really smart. I don’t expect anything from you tonight.”

He took a breath and it was like he was stealing the air right from your lungs. “But. I would like to make an offer, if you’d be interested. I just want one hour of your time.” 

“I’m not a whore.” 

He caught your chin in his hand and made you look back at him, his eyes dark and humorless.

“What an ugly word. Nobody’s calling you that doll. Have dinner with me.” His thumb traced over the apple of your cheek.  

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One hour of your time. You kept thinking about it over and over again. It was just one hour. This ostentatiously wealthy man was paying you to have dinner with him. It’s not a crime. But it felt so dangerous. Sneaky and dirty. Part of it was terrifying but it was also…exciting. 

This restaurant was leaps and bounds above your place of work. It was all very classy. You tugged on your skirt just a bit, hoping you weren’t going to stick out. You were brought through the restaurant, up some stairs to a private party room. It was a huge table, with only two places set,  a glow with dozens of candle’s soft light. The walls were all windows, looking over the restaurant the other a breathtaking view of the city. 

James was waiting for you when you arrived. He looked you up and down appreciatively, his eyes lingering. He stood up like a gentleman when you got to the table. He pulled the chair out for you. 

“Oh um, thank you.” You said as he pushed you into your spot once you were seated. 

“No thanks necessary, Doll.” He placed the napkin from the plate on your lap before returning to the seat across from you. The waiter who brought you up took your drink orders before leaving you alone. 

The door clicked closed and suddenly there was a tense silence between you two. What was next? Were you supposed to say something? Or should you wait for him? 

“I trust the ride over was pleasant?”

“Yeah, um, no issues at all. I’ve never been here before, any recommendations?” Why were you so awkward? Should you be seductive? Should you be professional? Was this a business transaction or a date? Every time your eyes met his he looked hungry. For you. It made you flush. 

“You can get anything your heart desires. Pick out whatever has the most zeros next to the name.” He grinned. “The seabass is pretty good too.”

You wrinkled your nose a bit. “It's not too…fishy is it?” 

“Well it is fish.”

“But is it fishy fish?” James laughed at that. 

“It's a fishy fish. The steak is good too, but it's a steaky steak. So you know.” He joked. It made you laugh a bit too. It was like a spell was cast over you, the tension was released and your nerves vanished. The conversation flowed between the two of you easily.  

Your food came, he didn’t bring up anything. He had asked for an hour of your time, because he was going to propose something to you. You had friends who had “boyfriends” who weren’t really their boyfriends. Men who would pay for the fun that night, but they got paid back in other ways. 

You never had thought of yourself as that girl. But here you were. The anticipation made you nervous but you couldn’t deny the excitement.

He ordered dessert for the two of you, champagne and strawberries with cream and chocolate. 

You glanced at your phone, there was about ten minutes left of “your time” that he had purchased. 

“I hope I’m not so boring that you’re counting down the minutes.” James commented as you put your phone back in your purse. You shake your head.

“No I just…we have some things to discuss right? And an hour is what you asked for…”

“I am willing to pay overtime, if you’re still enjoying yourself. But if we’re down to the minute here, we should talk.” He folded his hands on the table. 

“I like you, I think that we can make something together. You seem like you need some help and call me old fashioned but I just can't resist a damsel in distress. I’m a busy man, with a lot of work and a full schedule, not really much time for dating. Not a fan of the apps either. What I am looking for is an arrangement. I want a companion and can keep you very well compensated for it.”

“So you’ve had…arrangements like this before.” You asked slowly. It didn’t make much sense to you. He was so unbelievably handsome. How could he have trouble finding anyone to be with?. He filled out his clothes so well, his strong square jaw made you want to swoon. How could it be you that he wanted? 

“Yes. Does that bother you?” 

“I-I’ve never done anything like this before.” You admitted. You cleared your throat. “What sort of things are you looking for from your…companion.” Your eyes were suddenly very focused on the bowl of strawberries in front of you. You hadn’t had a boyfriend before, but you’d been with men. Your idea of a sugar daddy was always a creepy old man, desperate for a young thing to fuck. But he didn’t seem desperate at all. The way he pinned you with his gaze was making you feel desperate for him. 

James reached out and placed his hand over yours.

“I am looking for everything. I want someone who’ll keep me company at home, someone I can buy gifts for, someone I can take out on dates.” He squeezed your hand, rubbing his thumb in circles over your wrist. “I’d like someone who’s going to stay the night too.”

Your stomach flipped. You knew what he meant. 

“Ah, like, sleepovers?” You giggled nervously. “I was never allowed to have those, as a kid. I always had to watch over my siblings.” 

“I didn’t have any either. Romanian immigrant parents. They didn’t really…get it?” James smiled, it was different from the grin that had been on his lips all night. It almost seemed shy.  “So maybe we should make up for lost time, hm?”

“But what would it be like? Being your…companion?” You were testing the waters. He was being a bit too vague for your liking. The word sugar baby had never been said but that’s what this was going to be wasn’t it? He wasn’t asking you to be his girlfriend. But he wanted you. And you wanted him. 

Should you get a contract? Or was that only something that happened in trashy romance novels?

He picked the bottle of champagne, his veins bulged in his strong grip. He easily flicked the cork off, popped the champagne with a loud bang that made you jolt. He smirked at your reaction. He poured himself a glass effortlessly then stood, walking to your side of the table. He was completely relaxed, in total control the whole time. 

He towered above you as he poured the bubbling liquor into the champagne flute in front of you. You could smell the rich musk of his cologne. He picked it up to offer it to you.

“If you agree to be mine, I would take you out to nice places like this, buy you whatever you like and then we would keep having fun all night.” His eyes sparkled. Your heart began to flutter, his eyes making you feel like you were the only person on earth. And you could get anything you wanted. 

You took the flute from him. You took a sip of the dry sparkling wine. It tasted expensive. 

“Do you want me to quit my job?” You said plainly. 

“Being CEO means I don't exactly have a 9-5 schedule and neither does a cocktail waitress. I don’t want to have to deal with scheduling around each other. Part of this is about you being available to me. You can take a leave of absence?” He was still standing, but had leaned against the table facing you. The CEO drop gave you a slight pause. You knew he was rich but…you were nervous to ask just how rich. Did it matter? You wondered to yourself. He was so handsome, you didn’t need specifics. You needed him.

“I don’t think that's an option for me.” You said trying not to roll your eyes. 

“Trying not to seem too pushy Doll, but…I want you to quit your job. I’ll be your job from now on. I can cover any of the expenses you’d need a job for. Being mine means spending late nights at my apartment, weekend trips to Europe, I don’t want you to worry about anything but me. If you agree, of course.”

He held out his hand to you. “Or is my time up?” 

You grabbed his hand. Your fingers interlocked. You nodded your head. James smiled and pulled you out of your seat. You quickly stood, eyes looking up into the icy blue pools that captivated you. His lips lightly pressed against yours. It was so soft and romantic, you surrendered to him easily. Your lips moved against him, assuring him, assuring yourself, you could do this. 

“You know why I got the strawberries right?” He asked as he pulled away motioning to the nearly forgotten dessert. 

“Yes…I’ve seen Pretty Woman. They bring out the sweetness of the champagne” You replied smartly. He laughed again. You made him laugh a lot, and every time you did your heart would race.

“I got them because I’m pretty sure you have a sweet tooth. And I thought it could be fun.” He scooped a dollop of cream onto a berry and brought it up to your lips. You obediently opened your mouth, taking a bite of the fruit. The bright, sharpness of the berry was contrasted by the fluffy sweetness of the cream. It was so decadent you needed a minute before you could take another bite. 

He pressed his hands against the small of your back and guided you slowly towards him.

He eased down onto the chair, planting his feet on the floor. 

He gripped your hips and pulled you to straddle his thigh. He guided you down and you followed his lead. You slowly lowered onto him.Your crotch rubbed against his thigh, you grabbed onto his shoulders to try and steady yourself. His fingers went to your dress and hiked it up to your waist.

You let out a gasp, your eyes quickly darting to the door. He grabbed your chin and pulled your focus back to him. 

“You don’t have to worry about anything tonight. You just have to be mine.”  He murmured, his breath fanning over your face. Your face was burning with embarrassment, you’d never been so intimate in public before.

He began to tap his heel making you bounce up and down. His hands went to your ass. The delicious friction made you bite down hard on your lip as your arousal started to mount. 

“James ahh--” You tried to ask but pleasure started to rocket up your core. Your eyes rolled back as he continued to rock you on his thighs. He shushed you, burying his face in your neck. His hands finally left your hips and grasped your breasts.  You moaned at the sensation. You wrapped your arms around his neck, arching your back bringing his face to your cleavage. 

Your hips moved of their own volition now, faster as the sweet ache between your legs grew. 

They glided over and over his thick thighs, building in speed as you chased after your high. Bouncing up and down, no longer concerned with anyone who might see. 

“What do you want?” he gasped. Suddenly stopping you mid thrust, his grip on your ass held you still. 

“Huh?” you whined, wiggling your hips a bit, but he held you firm. 

“Tell me sweetheart, how do I close this deal, what do you want?” James whispered in your ear, letting his breath tickle you. 

“I--” You took a moment. Your panties were soaked through, you could feel your slickness on his pants. You felt so wanton, but this was what you wanted. “I want my rent paid.”

“Done.” 

“And I want a new phone.” He just nodded as his lips connected with your neck. You moaned as he lightly bit down on your neck alternating between pain and sweet kisses. You suddenly felt powerful, more powerful than you ever had in your life. “I also have student loans and money for savings a-and my sister’s starting high school this year and she’s going to need a laptop, so--” 

His lips had finally worked your neck enough and collided with your lips. He kissed you so fiercely, so overwhelmingly hot that you completely lost your train of thought and surrendered to it. 

“Deal.” he panted as he pulled away from your lips, his forehead resting against yours. You started to ride his thigh again, desperate for a release as the coils inside you wind together tighter and tighter.

“Fuck Doll that’s right, use me, ride my thigh, you’re mine now. Show you how good it is to be mine.” James grunted as you chased your high.

Waves of pleasure came crashing over you. You writhed on his thigh, your panties sticking to the sides of your walls as you collapsed forward. Pressing your head to his shoulder, you could feel him chuckling.

You liked being his. You felt small in his lap as he smoothed down your dress. He wiped some of the sweat off your brows. 

You take another sip of the champagne. It wasn’t sweet, but you could get used to it.

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[dailyreverie]

Santa baby

A/N: Requested by @rositxespinosa. This is completely unhinged, I don't know what came over me, and I'm not sorry about that. Hope you all like it!

Holiday prompts ⛄ 10. Naughty

Pairing: Poe Dameron x reader | Modern!AU (just because Santa's not a thing in SW)

CW: 18+ MINORS DNI. Nudity, implicit sex.

Word count: 813

The day had dragged on in the most mundane way possible, each passing seeming like it lasted longer than the last. Working in an empty office due to the Holiday break around the corner tired you out of boredom, leaving you yearning for the comforting embrace of home, of Poe, of being able to talk to him more than just a “I’m going to die from boredom” text. 

As you stepped into the apartment, the weariness of the day began to vanish, replaced by the anticipation of familiar warmth. “Poe?” You call into the apartment, kicking off your shoes and tossing off your coat.

“Hi, sweetheart!” You heard Poe calling from your bedroom, instantly making you smile. “How was your day?”

“Fine,” You replied without much of a thought, the sign of an uneventful day. “What are you up to?” It wasn’t normal for Poe not to jump to the door to greet you, welcoming you with a kiss that makes you forget about your day, bringing you home in every aspect of the word.

“Just waitin’ for you.” He was always great at making you smile right of the bat.

“Good, because all day I’ve been wanting nothing but to watch one of those stupid movies from our queue. I had such a boring day, you have no idea,” your venting began as you start your walk to your shared bedroom, already craving the feeling of Poe’s arms around you. “The only interesting thing that happened today was that the coffee machine broke down and it spilled all over Finn’s shirt, that poor guy, we couldn’t stop laughing about it and he was so mad! At one point I really thought he was going to-”

Your train of thought is abruptly interrupted when, as you enter your room, you notice Poe is completely naked. He is wearing absolutely nothing, except for a Santa hat right on top of his- “Poe! Oh my God!”

The noise you let out is somewhere between a laugh and a gasp, all while your face turns 100 different shades of pink and red.

“Yes, my love?” His eyebrows move up his face, fake innocence all over his features, doe eyes and all as he keeps his eyes fakely interested in whatever the phone in his hand is showing. “You were saying?”

Your eyes travel up and down his body, taking in the sight that welcomes you home. “What are you doing?” You speak after a couple of seconds of silence, chuckling, breaking his fake naiveness and making him smile.

“Waiting for you.” His smirk, though, is a clear sign of why he was waiting for you. “I think someone forgot to check if you were naughty or nice this year.”

“Oh my God, you are unbelievable” You let out an airy laugh, not able to keep your eyes away from him.

“Are you saying you don’t believe in Santa? ‘Cause he might forget to give you a gift if you keep this attitude.

You giggle at him, at the whole situation he probably came up with when you texted how boring your day was. Not able to resist him anymore your fingers start to undo your clothes. Poe tosses his phone aside when you start walking towards him, his turn to look you up and down as you begin to unbutton your shirt. “Santa’s just here to check if you've been naughty or nice."

You playfully roll your eyes, still blushing but unable to suppress your laughter. "Is that so?" you tease, crawling across the bed. As Poe moves to get into a more comfortable position, the Santa hat that rests on top of him wiggles a bit, adding to the absurdity of the situation. You reach him, straddling his waist and resting your hands on his chest.

Poe stops in front of you, his gaze filled with a mix of affection and lust. "Well, sweetheart, have you been naughty?" he asks, leaning in to plant a soft kiss on your lips.

You respond with a playful smile. "Maybe a little bit naughty," you admit, running your fingers along the bare skin of his chest. "But I think I deserve a special gift from Santa.” Your tongue licks languidly over his lips, asking for permission to enter as your hand expertly removes the hat from his cock, wrapping around it and making him let out a delicious moan against your lips.

He grins, his hands moving to your waist to guide you to grind on him. "Oh, you'll get a special gift, alright," he murmurs, his lips trailing down your neck.

The two of you share a moment of laughter and passion, the Santa hat long forgotten on the floor. As you both collapse onto the bed, tangled in each other's arms, you can't help but feel grateful for the way he always turns your day around, in the most unexpected ways, in the most uneventful days; no matter what, you can count on Poe to make your day feel whole.

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[haroldthehuckleberry]

Pregnant boy-toy 3/3

CW- mpreg, birth denial, punishment, degrading

it is now months ago since i came to tell him about the pregnancy, i still hadnt given birth… daddy didnt let me. i am unbelievably massive all i do is lie legs and arms spread on my bed my planet of a stomach weighing me down, my daddy comes in whenever he pleases uses my cunt and cock to keep me dick-drunk and it works, i dont think about my ever-stretching skin on my belly, i dont think about the milk leaking out my massive pecs all i think abiut is when i can next please my daddy

he brought another slut home today. hes being punished, hes not as obedient as me hes in another room begging to be let out until our daddy stuffs him with his super-cum i can only imagine how long hell be here, my daddy promises ill be here for ever, he says it threateningly but every-time he does say it my cunt throbs and cock twitches, anything he says gets me hot and bothered, he sees this and uses it to his advantage teasing me whenever he wants knowing i wont cum until he makes me knowing i wont cum until hes cum in me as much as he wants, and to think only months ago this idea freaked me out all i want know is to be used as his slut all i want now is his approval all i want know is his spawn filling me.

i rub my tight tummy as his spawn moves around while i day dream about daddy coming into my room after punishing the other slut loudly and fucking my boy-cunt deeply and aggressively its all i can think about then suddenly i get a deep contraction i let out a short scream before cutting myself off because i know daddy hates it when i make too much noise, on queue he storms in angrily.

“s-s-sorry d-daddy but i think i-its time” i stammer pathetically at him, he walks over in the nude allowing his perfect body to breathe he looks at my cunt and says “its definitely crowning” before placing his massive hand on the head and sliding it into my as my belly expands a bit more and my cock twitches and my nipples leak milk i let out a shallow moan “only when i say will you let my spawn out, understood slut?” i nod in agreement waiting for him to fuck me but he doesnt he just keeps making sure his baby doesn’t come out as i try my hardest to defy biology for him i clench my cunt tightly and hold the bottom of my belly (as bottom as i can reach which isnt very close) trying anything i can to not allow his spawn to leave my womb, after what was possibly hours he leaves me trusting me to not let his spawn out.

and i dont. ive been here for god knows how long and never given birth im so pregnant my skin is all but see through my pecs are breasts at this point and… i love it. i live to serve my daddy when he pleases ill allow his children out, by this point the other sluts hes brought back all behave too there is no more begging for freedom or birth we all live to be his breathing cum-buckets, theres about 7 of us and at various stages of pregnancies i can assume ive only seen one when daddy first brought him in and forgot to close my door he looked already about 7 months along so i can only dream of his size now.

truth is i didnt want to be pregnant but now its all i love for, if daddy let me birth then released me the first thing id do is get knocked up again, its the most amazing thing to have happened to me that fait-full night.

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[creme-delacreme]

Reader and Jack get into a argument because of that one moment at the B.E.T awards when he kinda hovered over the girl, (iykyk) and they get into a argument and reader is mainly upset because he looked at the girl like he looks at her. They should get into the argument before a party and make up there (This is so long o know 😭😭)

f*ck B.E.T

“Jack you’re on in 15!” A stagehand announces. “I can do a lot in 15 minutes.” You joke, looking Jack up and down. “Oh really?” He jokes. “With you looking like this.. yeah I can do a lot.” You grab him by his waist and pull him in. “But as much as I would love that, you are performing in front of all my favs and WITH my fav so we need you at your best.” You state. “Yes ma’am.” He groans. “No pouting. After the show’s over I want you all to myself.” You whisper the last part in his ear. “Gimme kiss.” He says licking his lips.

“Muah. I love you pookie. Go kill it like you always do.” “With you watching? I’m gonna set the stage on fire mama.” He smirks.

“Jack! Time to go!” Shouts a stagehand. “Mm that’s my queue baby. I love you.” “I love you.” You swoon as he walks off. You head back to your seat with Neelam. “I’m so excited. I love watching him perform.” You say. You and Neelam continue to chat until his performance is announced. You shriek in excitement as the show starts.

You watch your man with pure admiration until he was chest to chest with an extra, giving her the same look you swore he only gave to you.

Kissing your teeth, you lean back and wait til First Class comes on. You normally aren’t the jealous type but the look he gave her has you sick to your stomach. And sadly you have to mask it since you never know when the cameras will point to you watching your boyfriend perform.

When his performance is over, you’re slightly beaming and stand up to clap for Jack. Of course he isn’t let off the hook for doing a great job but you’re still going to show your love and support. A sour mood can wait. When he comes back to take his seat he’s a bit taken back by how you act. Instead of giving him a kiss like you usually do, you opt for a “Good job baby.” Which lets him know he’s done something wrong.

After the award show ends, Jack is quick to get you to the side. “What’s going on with you tonight? Before I got on stage you wanted to rip my clothes off and now you’re revolted by me. Baby what did I do?” Jack asks cupping your face. You roll your eyes and get his hands off your face. “I’m revolted by the way you were looking at the extra on stage. That same lust filled look you give me. I know your bedroom eyes when I see them jack so don’t you DARE say it was an act.” You growl as the limo pulls up. You’re supposed to be changing and heading to the after party.

He sighs. “Are you serious right now?” He starts as you guys enter the limo. “What did you want me to do? Look at her in disgust?! I didn’t give her bedroom eyes. I did a simple up and down. You’re being dramatic.”

“Dramatic Jackman? You looked at her how you look at me. I know that fucking look when I see it. But I’m sorry I forgot I should just allow my boyfriend to look at any female however he pleases. I don’t know if you think I’m jealous of a bullshit extra but it’s more than that. It’s about respect Jackman. If I caught it, so did other people.” You end the conversation at that as the rest of the team enters the vehicle.

He just rolls his eyes and engages in conversation with his boys. Neelam is sitting on the other side of you and takes notice of your still sour mood. “Is it because of his performance? I saw how he looked at the girl and didn’t know how you would feel.” She says. You just sigh, not wanting to cry in frustration. She notices that too and pulls you into a side hug. “Just wish he understood why I’m upset.” You mumble.

The ride back to the hotel was a blur. You were now in your hotel room getting ready for the night. Jack hasn’t said a word since you’ve arrived. And that of course hurts and now all you want to do about the whole situation is stay in and watch movies.

You were currently in the bathroom fixing up your makeup. You had changed into a tight fit purple dress and some sneakers since you were in heels all got damn night. You look in the mirror and sigh.

“Can I talk to you?” Jack asks coming into view. You nod as you turn to look at him. He sighs and pulls you in by your hips. “I’m sorry. Even if I don’t know how I looked at the girl, I should’ve took into consideration how you were feeling. You wouldn’t have made it an issue if it wasn’t one. I watched it on twitter and you and everyone was right. I looked at her how I look at my favorite person on this planet and I should’ve known better. I’m so sorry baby.” He says, leaving a kiss on your shoulder at the end of his apology.

You cup his face and kiss him. One. Two. Three times. “Thank you for your apology. I love you so much and I know you didn’t mean anything by it. It just hurt to see the look you give me being used on someone else while I was sitting in the crowd. I don’t need no extra or any bitch for that matter thinking they can put the paws on MY man.” You giggle. “Yea mama. YOUR man. And your man only. You got that? I don’t want anyone else but you. I love you.” He cheeses, squeezing your behind.

You squeal. “Not too much sir. We’re going out still!” You say running away from him. He groans. “Yes ma’am.”

In light of me hitting ONE THOUSAND FOLLOWERS ON THIS BLOG.. I’m happy to announce that I’ll be writing again. Send me concepts to help get back into the groove of full story writing! I love you guys so much and honestly I never thought I would get to this many people enjoying my writing even after I stopped writing. This is my creative outlet and sometimes it’s hard to come on here and write and I know a lot of people understand that. I love all of you.

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[lurrywrites]

Unfortunately I couldn't @ the requester but hope you find this! This was so, so enjoyable to write! Thank you!

In the quaint town of the bustling empire named Roan, the aroma of freshly baked goods wafts from a small bakery in which [----] works as a bakers assistant. Choi Han, a dedicated warrior, was just heading there to visit them.

As he walks towards the bakery, he looked at the sign inviting locals to a special tasting event of newly crafted pastries. Curiosity piqued, he wondered when you were going to tell him about that, and steped inside the cozy establishment. Immediately he noticed a few people forming a queue, obviously wanting a taste of free goodies. He walked past them to a blank door and slipped past it.

And there, stood you. With your back turned to the door he could only assume you're fretting over some produce, and he was right. "Choi Han! Hello! I'm just finishing up." You greeted him with a warm smile, gesturing to a selection of delectable pastries laid out on a wooden table, and he feels a rush of excitement. But, he still has to ask about the sigh..

They looked almost surprised for a second. "Oh!.. Yeah, we're doing a little promotion for two days or so.." they looked to the side bashfully, "Sorry, I forgot to mention it, 't was busy...".

He chuckled. Typical you.. "It's alright, can I have some of.. what ever you're working on? If it's alright." Choi Han gestured behind you, to the table. Your eyes lit up oh so beautifully when you looked up at him. "Yeah! Sure! I was just preparing some soufflés; It's not for giving away but I'll let you have one. They're blackberry flavoured, hope you'll like 'em." You turned around and grabbed one, carefully handing it to him. "Only the best for my dear, hah!" You winked, and he felt his face get a bit hot, so he decided to look down at the dish. It looked tall and golden on top, surface lightly browned, and had a dusting of powdered sugar on top. You handed him a spoon which he thanked you for and when he scooped into it some purple colour was peeking through the crust. He noted it was kind of puffy and rounded on the sides, probably promising a light and fluffy inside. He put the spoon in his mouth, feeling the crispy top break easily. And the filling felt like a mix of sweet and a bit tangy, like biting into fresh blackberries. He hummed. It's soft and light, reminding him of how he throught eating a cloud would be like.

"...so we start with these juicy blackberries, mix 'em up with whipped egg whites 'til it's all fluffy and colorful. Then into the oven they go, and bam! They rise up all golden and fancy. Man, it sometimes feels like making these soufflés is, like, a type of cooking magic, and every spoonful is a taste of the fun I had making 'em!"

.....Ah. had he not been listening to you?

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[l0serloki]

hello! i was wanted to know if i could possibly request some yoru nsfw with a brat reader? tysm!

Yoru x Reader

Genre : Smut

WC : 800

Summary : Yoru forgot your daily kiss and you were not happy!

CW : Degrading, bratty!reader, choking, teasing

A/N : I KNOW THIS TOOK LONG BUT HERE U GO MY LOVE <3,, I GOT THE LOVELY IDEA FROM @madlumqx !!

You were mad. Yoru always gave you a kiss before leaving on a mission. This time he was too caught up in his hair to even notice you. By the time the two of you were on the aircraft it was too late.

“Y/N be careful out there. When we get back we can get some ramen or something.” You rolled your eyes, turning away to talk to Sage. You knew it was wrong but you couldn’t help but feel hurt at his actions. You heard him huff before going to find Brimstone. 

“Where is he? Is he down the rampart?” Yoru’s question voiced through the tiny earpiece, ticking you off again. “Yeah, probably. Maybe use your eyes ‘Ru.” You snapped back as you shot at the enemy Reyna. He didn’t respond which meant he had to be sick and tired of the attitude. 

The team had finishing the mission fairly quickly, kicking the enemies back to where they belonged. Yoru kept quiet the whole ride, giving you the side eye. As much as you felt terrible for being so rude to him you couldn’t help but be exciter at the prospect of what he would do. Yoru knew better than to let your brattiness go to waste and he made sure that stuck in. The last time you had thrown a fit, you hadn’t been able to walk for a few days. As if on queue you felt his Glover hand grip at your thigh, leaning into your ear. “You’re in for it now, blossom.” You could feel yourself grow hotter as you waited for touchdown.

Yoru had practically slammed the door shut as he pushed you onto the bed. “You think I’m a fucking joke? Acting like a total brat today in front of everyone? You’re getting punished.” You could only moan as he grabbed you by the legs, pulling you closer. His hands ran up and down your thighs before settling on your torso. His délicate touches left scorch marks on your skin. 

He slowly peeled the shirt up, taking his time to tease you. You writhed in his hold, hating the slow pace he was inflicting. His hand slapped down on your waist, his words just as harsh. “Stop fucking moving slut. You know what you’ve done to deserve it.” You stilled your body as he continued to trace the edge of your bra.

“You want me to take it off? Want to show yourself to me that bad, whore?” He cooed as your begs met his ears, hands finally pulling down at the fabric. His mouth attached to your nipple, tongue swirling around the hardened nub. You grasped at his hair, pulling his face as close as humanly possible. He lifted away, smacking your thigh. “You think you can pull on me now? Does the bitch think she’s in charge? How pathetic.” You could feel yourself practically drooling, begging for him. 

“Yes, please. ‘Ru I’m sorry.. I just wanted a kiss! I didn’t mean to act up. Please, need you in me. Can’t take this anymore.” You panted into his neck, hands wandering around his body. He pushes you back, hands fumbling with the zipper on his jeans. “Just to be clear slut, I’m doing this for my pleasure - not yours. You don’t deserve it today.” 

His hard cock slapped against his stomach, precum dripping down the tip. He obviously had enough of the teasing too, the boner being too painful. “Please baby! Need you!” You reached out as he rubbed his tip against your pulsating hole. You felt his hand come down on your throat, choking you lightly. “Yeah yeah whore, you’re gonna get your cock so shut up.”

His pace was almost relentless, bullying your cunt with no time to lose. You could only grip onto his shoulders as you felt the knot tighten. You were close again, desperate to get your release. “Please fuck, please I’m so close.” His thrusts got sloppy at your words, groans filling the bedroom. “Yeah, can feel this pretty pussy clenching me. Go on then, cum on my cock like the stupid slut you are.” You felt yourself gush all over him as he spilt his load. 

You rolled over in bed to Yoru scrolling through Instagram. “Sorry about being a bitch earlier. You didn’t give me a kiss before our mission.” His eyes met yours, a snort leaving him. “Yeah I know, thought it would make you pissed. Wanted an excuse to fuck the shit out of you.” He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips. “There’s your kiss though.”

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Celestial Beings

Chapter Four: Playing the Part

Characters: Reader, Molly Weasley, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin

Summary: Just the simplicity of living in a cell. Sirius brings you a gift from the Muggle world.

Word Count: 2,306

Warnings: Nothing major, slight gore mention, small violence mention

Reminders: @rainychaosmiracle

A/N: I 100% forgot yesterday was Friday and also forgot to queue up this chapter to post. I apologize, so I'll make up for it by posting this today and another one tomorrow! Once again, so sorry.

(Y/n) had been quiet since, as everyone was calling it, “The Incident”. Remus and Sirius had come to some form of agreement regarding her half-release. Until all the proper preparations were made they had given her a desk and some reading material as well as a bit of parchment and graphite. They took turns watching her, making sure she was never left alone in the cell while she was still trapped there.

As much as they tried to get her to talk again she hadn’t budged, opting to read one of the ratty old books she had been given or scribble down some of her thoughts on a piece of paper. She had only spoken once to Molly when she had come to, just one simple word “Leave”. Molly had listened, but only partly, she had stayed just outside the room door, making sure (y/n) was safe.

“Anything yet?” Sirius asked, handing Remus a ham sandwich and a cup of tea. Remus shook his head disappointedly. “Alright, well it’s my turn to watch, Molly is asking if we want her to take a shift tomorrow so we can both work on preparations and maybe get it done sooner.”

“Maybe, I just don’t know if this is going to go alright. Not with,” Remus lowers his voice so only Sirius can hear him. “Harry coming in two weeks. What if she tries to go after him?”

“Remus we talked about this, she needs to be out of this room. Take it from someone who was stuck in a cell for twelve years, it wears you down.” Sirius shuddered thinking about it. “Anyways, go rest. I’ll see you after dinner when you bring me that roast Molly has been keeping me from all day.”

“Right, I’ll see you later.” Remus got up from his chair and left.

“Well then, now that he is gone how about I show you the surprise I got for you, hmm?” Sirius smiled, pulling a small box out of his sleeve. A radio. “Now I know you know what a radio is, but this is set for muggle stations only. Muggle music to be exact, I personally prefer rock, but you seem more like a dance-pop type of person so I found a station for you.”

Sirius turned a couple of the knobs, flipped the switch, and suddenly the room was filled with Diana Ross’s “I’m coming out”. Sirius started humming along, taking a seat in the chair closest to the door. He watched as (y/n) tried her best to ignore it, but started tapping her foot along to the rhythm.

“This genre is a good one, I’ll give it that. Moony would probably prefer r&b or classical. Not bad either but, not my style.” Sirius sat and talked about music for a while, not sure what else to do.

(Y/n) finished the book she was reading and set it down next to the door, there was a small pile gathering, it was sitting at about 8 books tall and 2 books wide. Most of the books were on herbology and potions, a few about historical happenings in the wizarding world, and one about the unique findings of an underwater water cave near a volcano in Bermuda. She grabbed the graphite pencil and started writing on the parchment she’d been given. Sirius tried to sneakily catch a glimpse of her paper, to no avail as she instantly covered it with her arm and sent him a glare. She finished whatever she had been writing and quickly folded the parchment up.

“You know, I really am sorry about how I dropped the news the other night.” Sirius apologized for the seemingly 300th time. “I know I’ve said it a lot, and I know you probably don’t want to talk about it either, but we need to. Or rather we should.” he paused, (y/n) seemed to be ignoring him. “Damn it (y/n), please could you listen to me real quick? One minute, that’s all I ask.”

(Y/n) closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and turned towards Sirius. She set the book she had just picked up down and crossed her arms. Sirius shifted in his seat, suddenly a little nervous.

“I know I gave you a lot to digest, especially right after Moody did what he did.” Sirius started fidgeting with his hands. “What I’m trying to say is I did something pretty shitty to you, especially given the state of things, and you have every right to hate me for it but don’t take it out on anyone else, please. Molly doesn’t deserve the cold shoulder especially. She’s actually the reason you have all the damn books and things.”

“I don’t mean to seem cold.” (Y/n) said quietly, looking down at the ground. “I’m just trying to limit the possibility of making any more mistakes like the other day. I would prefer my intestines stay inside my body and not spilled out on the ground.” Sirius looked shocked that she spoke, let alone what she said.

“I didn’t think about that I guess,” Sirius said.

“And I’m not upset at you either. I was for a day or so, but I’m mostly just upset with myself,” she admitted. “I don’t know what he stole from me, but I know at least one of those memories was something fundamental to keeping my cool. That’s the only reason I can think of for me losing it like that again.”

“Again? Are you saying you’ve bit off someone’s ear before?” Sirius scoffed.

“Not exactly…” (Y/n) seemed nervous. “Let’s just say that this isn’t my first time going through something like this. It’s happened a few summers, once during winter break too. Normally I could withstand whatever they threw at me, I knew if I didn’t it would be even worse later on. Once though I did almost kill someone, even Lucius seemed scared of me for a time.”

“So they basically prepared you to be tortured, by doing it themselves.” he leaned back in his seat. “If you don’t mind my asking, why are you telling me all this? You haven’t spoken in almost a week, not suddenly you’re telling me childhood memories?”

“Well I figured my father probably already knows what I’ve told you, and since my being here was planned he must have planned for that as well.” she shrugged, grabbing a different book from the one she had before. “I’ve also considered your, let’s say previous experience with a similar type of parent. I’ve come to the conclusion that you might be right, that maybe all I am to him is a pawn, something to use and throw away when he sees fit.

“However, I still think at least some part of him cares. I refuse the idea that all he wants is power for power’s sake, that since I’m not exactly what he wanted he just tossed me aside like trash.” she paused, shaking her head. “But until I have evidence to back that up, I’ll play my part. It’s easier than trying to go against him, trying to turn my back on everything I know. I don’t think I can do that, not completely, and not the way you all seem to want me to. Oddly enough, I don’t think I’m brave enough for it.”

Sirius stayed silent, digesting everything she had just said. (Y/n) opened the new book she had just picked up and started reading, consuming the words faster than most. The radio seemed to have lost battery, the music starting to mix with the sound of static.

“What part do you think you have to play?” Sirius asked, looking concerned. She thought for a moment, eyes glued to the page she was on.

“Well, I’ve never been clear on that really. I think the part I’m supposed to be playing though is one of the docile prisoner, that’s what always got me in the least amounts of trouble during those summers.” she turned the page. “So, I’ll contain myself, become barely noticeable to you all. I’ll fade to the back of your minds eventually, I won’t be a hassle, and I won’t go against any of your rules. I’ll be perfect this time, everything he wants from me.”

“Let me know when you want to be your own person with your own flaws.” he grabbed the radio and shut it off, putting it back into his sleeve. They sat in silence for the remainder of his watch, (y/n) reading her book and Sirius just studying her expressions.

“Dinner time!” Molly called out from atop the stairs, her footsteps quickly descending. Sirius stood up and stretched out his back. Molly appeared in the doorway just as he turned to meet her. “Remus says he’ll be down soon, he’s just taking his potion and having a quick bath before his shift. Has she said anything yet?”

“We had an intriguing conversation, enlightening even,” Sirius told her, grabbing his portion of roast from her. He started scarfing it down, not even taking a breath in between bites.

“She’s also in the room listening in.” (Y/n) rolled her eyes, setting down her book. “I’m sorry if I seemed cold with you Mrs. Weasley. Wasn’t my intention, I just needed to think in peace for a while.”

“It’s alright, dear. I’ve made you a roast tonight, gave you some extra potatoes too.” Molly set her plate on the desk. “I’m happy you’re wearing the clothes I gave you, your others are taking a little longer to wash than I originally thought.”

“I don’t mind. Although I am curious as to whose clothes I’m wearing?” (Y/n) asked with her mouth full.

“Mine and Remus’s.” Sirius burped as he finished his food. “Mostly my shirts though it looks like, with some of Remus’s boxers and comfy pants. None of the kids really wanted to give anything up.” (Y/n) nodded and continued to eat.

“I might be able to find something else if it’s a problem.” Molly grabbed Sirius’s empty plate and bowl from him, heading to the door. (Y/n) shook her head.

“No, I’m good. They’re comfy and flowy.” she wiped the dribble of broth from her chin. “I was just curious, promise.”

“I’ll be back down for your dishes in the morning, hopefully, you’ll be able to wear your own clothes soon,” Molly said looking pointedly at Sirius. “Have a nice night.”

(Y/n) finished her food quickly once Molly left, placing her dishes next to the stack of finished books. She returned to reading, sitting cross-legged on her sleeping bag. Sirius picked up one of her completed books and leafed through it.

“I don’t understand what’s so interesting about any of these.” Sirius set the book back down. “I guess potions could be somewhat fascinating depending on what type it is, but herbology is just plants.”

“Well, if you want to brew potions to the best of your ability it helps to be able to grow the ingredients or find them even.” she rolled her eyes. “One helps the other, if you’re knowledgeable in both you’ll excel at both. Plants can also be used in combat if applied correctly too, poisons, carnivorous plants, and ones that just make a tea that could help with simple ailments.”

“I guess I never really thought about that.” Sirius yawned. “I was more into transfiguration than anything else. Care of magical creatures was another favorite of mine too.”

“I didn’t really do well with magical creatures, I tried. I don’t think animals like me is the issue though.” (Y/n) chuckled lightly. “Although I did have a niffler as a pet that I trained to specifically steal gold only. He did a great job.”

“Sorry, I took so long, the water just wasn’t getting warm enough.” Remus fixed his hair as he entered the cell. “My turn to keep her company.”

“Right, I guess I’ll get a quick nap in and then come back around midnight to switch off.” Sirius clapped Remus on the back as he left. “Have fun.”

(Y/n) eyed Remus as he sat down, his hair still wet and his clothes less formal than usual. He gave her a soft smile, taking out a book of his own and beginning to read. The only sounds were their breathing and the turning of pages. She placed the folded parchment inside the book, using it to mark her place. She set it off to the side and snuggled into one of the many new blankets she’d been given. Remus looked up to see her fast asleep, dimming the lantern as he continued to read.

By the time Sirius’s shift was up again Remus had nodded off in the chair, book fallen open into his lap and his head resting against the wall. Sirius nudged him awake, careful to not make too much noise.

“Damn, I guess I was more tired than usual,” Remus whispered, closing his book and standing up. “She’s been asleep almost the entire time. I think she’s having bad dreams again, keeps tossing and turning.”

“Go get some actual sleep, Moony. You look exhausted.” Sirius unfolded a newspaper.

“The moon’s past its apex now luckily so it isn’t so bad. Next month though I’ll be looking forward to spending it in my own room.” Remus ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it back to its original place. “Have a good night, Pads. I’ll send Molly down during breakfast. The kids are going to help us with the preparations tomorrow too, she didn’t give them a choice.”

“Night Moony. See you in the morning.” Sirius waved at him as he left. It wasn’t too long after that he himself fell asleep in the chair, softly snoring.

~~{𝘌𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘳}~~

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name: secrets (part one) (part two) (part three) pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader wordcount: 2880 prompt: Eddie reminds you whose girl you are content/warnings: unprotected sex, vaginal fingering, lots of cursing some mild dom!eddie dialog but he's really sweet the whole time instead, a few minor perspective shifts author’s note: You can technically read this without reading the other parts! I was gonna queue this but I'm too anxious something will happen to our boy tomorrow. This is unedited, so sorry for any typos. -

You felt lightheaded as you climbed into Eddie's van, letting him boost you gently into the back. Gareth had taken all the equipment with him when he left, leaving room in Eddie's van for the nest of blankets and pillows he had made for you after you complained about fucking on the hard floor. You fell into it easily, taking in the lingering scent of Eddie's cologne.

He climbed in behind you, slamming the doors to give you privacy. He lingered for a moment, looking down at you fondly from where he sat on his knees. You had been avoiding him in the days leading up to this gig, and it hit him full force how much he had actually missed you. Fuck, he'd been so stupid.

"You gonna look, or you gonna touch me?" You teased, kicking your boots off and shoving them by the back door. Eddie grinned at you, his eyes slowly trailing the length of your body. "You're a lovely sight." He teased, "Were you trying to make me jealous tonight, or you pick this out for Hargrove?" There was a dangerous lilt to his voice that let you know you were in trouble no matter your answer. You flushed darkly, looking away from him. 

"I just wanted to feel good, Eddie. I dressed up for me." You insisted. He hummed, reaching out to run one hand up your outer thigh. He stopped at your skirt, tracing his thumb over the leather.

"You wore this short little thing for you? Not for sitting on Harrington's lap like a cute little ornament?" He challenged, slipping his fingers beneath it to trace the soft skin there. You squirmed under his touch, nodding insistently. "Well, then we better make you feel good, huh? Now that you're all dressed up for it?" 

"Please?" You whimpered. Eddie closed his eyes tight for a second as your plea crashed into him, the full force of his desire sweeping him all at once. Fuck, you could ruin him. 

He kicked his shoes off and joined you on the pillows, sitting up against the wall of the van. 

"C'mere." He insisted, patting his lap. Your tongue darted out to wet your suddenly dry lips and you obeyed, scrambling to sit on his legs. 

"Think I didn't notice Harrington getting all hot and bothered underneath you? Think I didn't care?" He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you down into his lap so he could nestle his face into your neck. 

He breathed in slowly, the smell of cigarettes and your perfume overwhelming his senses. Fuck, he had almost let you go. 

You turned to understand Eddie's hesitation and his big brown eyes were filled with such affection and longing for you that you almost started crying all over again. You opened your mouth to speak, but then his lips were on yours again, pressing sloppy half kisses to as much of your open mouth as he could get at this angle. You giggled into his mouth and he tightened his fingers on your thighs, trailing his kisses from your mouth to your neck. 

Your giggles turned to quiet gasps as he nipped at the sensitive skin of your neck, leaving faint teeth marks across your skin before settling into the place he liked to mark you. You shifted in his lap, tilting your neck to give him better access. 

His lips were dry and slightly chapped as he opened them against your neck, but you forgot immediately as his tongue swept across your skin. His mouth was wet and searingly hot, drawing soft whimpers from you as he sucked gently at your skin. 

"Gonna mark me up, Eds? Gonna show 'em who I belong to?" You tried to tease, but the words came out breathless as Eddie scraped his teeth against your skin. He gripped the front of your throat with his hand, careful not to press too hard on your airway, and held you still to make his mark. His rings were cold against your blazing skin, almost soothing. You melted into him, eyes falling shut as his free hand slid beneath your Metallica shirt, his fingers grazing the soft skin just above the waistline of your fishnets. 

He pulled away from your neck, blowing a puff of cold air across the blooming bruise that made you shiver. 

"You're telling me you need more than one to send the message?" He teased, his grip tightening around your throat just enough to remind you that his fingers were there, as if you could forget. As if you were thinking about anything but his fingers as his other hand slid further up your shirt.

"So you're just being greedy." If it weren't for his hand cupping your breast, you might have been able to defend yourself. The words sprang to your lips, but his thumb rolled over your nipple and you forgot how to speak, arching back into him as a soft mewl fell from your lips instead.

"Shit," He rasped in your ear. His hand flew from your throat to your hip, gripping hard in an attempt to stop you from squirming in his lap. "We're not going to get very far if you keep at it like that, sweetheart." 

"You put me here." You protested when he didn't stop touching you. "Not my fault." You didn't know how he expected you to sit still when his fingers made you feel like your body was on fire, the cold silver of his rings the only thing granting you a brief reprieve from the burning. 

"Not my fault." He mimicked, his voice high in your ear. You frowned and started to pull away from him, but he wrapped his arms tight around you and held you against his chest. 

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You're so cute when you're all whiny." He peppered your face with kisses, one hand already creeping to the hem of your skirt.

"Aren't you supposed to be making the past few months up to me or something?" You squirmed in his grip, trying to slide under the arm still pinning you to his chest. 

"I would be if you would sit fucking still." He struggled to hold you, fingers sinking into the leather of your skirt for leverage, but you managed to slide out of his grasp anyway, escaping onto the pile of pillows. You collapsed back into them and gave him a sweet smile from your new position. 

Eddie muttered something that sounded awfully like slippery little brat before pushing himself to his knees. Without you there to hide it, you could see the imprint of his cock straining against his jeans. He clearly felt it, too, as he paused in his pursuit to unbuckle his handcuff belt and slide it from its loops in one smooth motion. He tossed it to the side and unbuttoned his pants, jerking them down his thighs. He didn't bother to remove them all the way, walking the few steps on his knees it took him to collapse next to you.

"Graceful." You leaned over, pushing his dark curls out of his face so that you could kiss him. He grabbed your face, turning your sweet peck into something deeper. You opened your mouth for him, tongue instinctively meeting his. He still tasted like cheap beer, but it was Eddie and you couldn't remember tasting anything sweeter. 

His other hand found your thigh, his rings catching slightly in your fishnets as he pushed your legs apart. 

"I've wanted to do this all fucking night." He rasped against your lips, his fingers threading carefully through the holes in your fishnets to push your panties to the side. 

"All night?" You tried to tease, but your words were thick in your throat as he slid his middle finger through your already slick folds.

"Shit. You're so wet already, sweetheart." He dropped his head next to yours, molding his body into your side as he spread you open with his fingers. You could feel his cock pressed against your side, a wet spot forming on his boxers from the head. You reached for him blindly, angling your arm between you to grope at him through the thin fabric.

Your touch dragged a choked sound from his throat, and you tried to focus on touching him as he slid two wet fingers across your clit. 

"Eddie, that's unfair." You hissed, fumbling with the waistband of his boxers. He laughed, the sound warm and rich and so fucking sexy when it vibrated through you like that. He did it again for good measure and you gasped, your hips tilting up against your will. 

"Unfair?" You managed to slip your hands into his boxers and you palmed his cock. The angle was weird, but you managed to wrap your fingers around it enough to stroke him. He wasted no time in working you open to slide two fingers inside of you, cursing when you clenched around him instinctively. 

The world around you was fuzzy and distant, your world reduced to the two points of contact between you and Eddie: your fingers, and his cock. You wanted to respond, but he was fucking you with his fingers, his lips busying themselves with the soft curve of your neck as you pumped his cock. 

"Been thinking about fucking you since we got on stage." Eddie circled your clit with his thumb, flexing the two fingers inside of you dexterously to push against your g-spot. The sound you made was somewhere between a sob and a moan, but you didn't care, not when Eddie's fingers were making you feel like lightning was skating across your skin. 

The pace of your hand faltered, but if Eddie cared, he didn't mention it, shifting to give himself a better angle.

"Could've bent you over one of those speakers in front of the entire fucking crowd, watching you dance in front of me like that." You barely registered his words, your entire body signaling that you were close close close. 

"Eddie" That one was a whine, a plea for him to not stop. Don't fucking stop. He knew you well enough that you didn't have to say it out loud, your body curling instinctively around him as he forced moans from your lips.

"Didn't look back at me once the whole time." He twisted his fingers, forcing a sob through your parted lips. The part of your brain that could hear him wanted to protest, to remind him that it was his own fault, but the rest of your brain was too focused on the way he made you feel: the press and slide of his thumb across your clit, the rhythmic flex of his fingers inside of you, the ghost of his lips on your burning skin, the press of his rings into the sensitive flesh of your pussy. Fuck. He was still talking, but you couldn't process the words anymore. Your body clenched around his fingers and your curled in on yourself, grabbing onto his arm and squeezing as the world came crashing down around you. You were vaguely aware of your own steady litany of fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck, but it was a deep groan from Eddie that pulled you through your orgasm, leaving you shaky and breathless at his side.

He pulled his fingers from you slowly and you could hear as he sucked your juices from each one, pulling them from his mouth with an obscene pop that would have made you blush if you were coherent enough to do so. He shifted and you heard the tell-tale sounds of him struggling with his jeans, quiet curses spilling from his lips as he struggled to pull them off fully. 

When you managed to open your eyes, he was back up on his knees, smiling fondly down at you in a way that made your chest ache. You loved him so much it hurt and if he didn't kiss you right that second, you were going to explode. You reached your arms up for him and he leaned over you, his hair tickling your face. You wrinkled your nose, pulling his hair back so that he could kiss you fully. He kissed you slow this time, exploring your mouth with the care of a man who had all the time in the world. If his cock wasn't pressed against the leather of your skirt, you might have forgotten that he didn't come yet. 

"Help me out of this, Eds, I want you." You started tugging at your skirt, but Eddie grabbed your hands, pulling them up and out of the way.

"Keep it on. I'll replace the fishnets." 

You started to question him, but he reached down and grabbed either side of your stockings, ripping the threads to make an easier hole for himself. He pulled your underwear to the side and you might have protested if he didn't look so goddamn enraptured by you. 

"Such a pretty pussy." He purred. He held your panties to the side with one hand and grabbed his cock with the other, dropping lower on his knees to line himself up with you. You scooted forward to assist, lifting your hips slightly to make it easier for him to slide in. 

When he did, you were rewarded with a low groan, Eddie's brow furrowing as the sensation hit him all at once.

"Fuck, you're so fucking warm, I'm not gonna make it." He gasped, dropping down onto the hand he had been holding his cock with. He moved slow, taking measured breaths to keep his composure. That wouldn't do. You squeezed around him and he cursed, his hips snapping instinctively to yours. 

"Who said I wanted you to?" You loved to watch him fall apart. The switch was instant. He propped himself up on his arm, catching his bottom lip between his teeth as he focused on driving his cock into you, his pace punishing you for playing coy. You could see in the flare of his nostrils that he was close already, each stroke a marker of his self-control.

"Wish I could fuck you like this all night. Look so pretty down there getting fucked." His words were labored, but they made you shiver all the same. He doesn't stop fucking you, his pace steady despite his ragged breaths. You want to tell them that he's the one who's pretty, all dark brown eyes and fuzzy hair, but the words just. Won't. Come. When he's fucking into you desperately, watching your face like that.

This part was supposed to be for him but your head grows hazy with the pleasure of having him so close, his cock stretching you just enough to feel it. He knows it too, switching his angle to fuck up into your g spot, your name tumbling from his lips as the increased sensation sends both of you hurtling towards the edge. 

You reach for him, sliding your hands over his chest, down his arms, across his face -- wherever you can touch him, as if you need to anchor yourself, to remind yourself that he's real, that what he's making you feel is real.

"Wanna come for me Eddie?" You manage, the words heavy in your mouth. His hips stutter, his pace faltering at your words. 

"Shit! Can't yet. Not until you--"

"I'm on birth control Eds, and we can buy a pill tomorrow. Reminding me I'm yours, right?" 

The sound Eddie made was llike nothing you've heard before as any resistance he had melted away. He laid his sweat slicked forehead against your skin, using one of the fingers of the hand holding your panties to clumsily circle your sensitive clit as he rushed closer closer closer. 

You made sounds that you knew you'd be embarrassed about later, but none of that mattered because Eddie was fucking you, touching you, moaning your name, begging you with that sweet tone to just let go and before you realized it, you were.

Your entire body was fire, erupting under him as he thrust into you once, twice, a final time and he trembled, falling apart over you. You clenched around him, wrapping your arms and legs around him and pulling him in close as you trembled, your walls milking the cum from his cock with each convulsion until he was practically weeping from sensitivity.

Eddie waited until you released him before pulling out slowly, hissing low at the sensation on his now overly sensitive cock. He collapsed next to you again and pulled you onto his chest, pressing a kiss to the crown of your head.

"All that, and didn't even get you out of your clothes." He tugged playfully at the hem of your shirt. You giggled, glancing down to see that you were fully clothed, and he was in only his shirt and socks. The realization only made you laugh more, still half-drunk from the afterglow, and Eddie beamed at you, his eyes full of affection.

"That's my girl." He leaned down for a kiss and you returned it sweetly, dropping your head back onto his chest when he pulled away. 

"Mmmmhmm. And we're going to tell people now, yeah?" You asked sleepily.

"Oh hell, yeah. I'm going to tell the fucking world."

#Eddie Munson Smut #Eddie Munson x Reader #Eddie Munson Reader Insert #Stranger Things Smut #Stranger Things Reader Insert #x Reader #Stranger Things Imagine #2500 - 3000 #Smut #Fluff

[moo-blogging]

Late night (angst/hurt/comfort?) thought #83:

I had been staring at the distorted face in the mirror. Had it been a minute? An hour? Or a day? This face... looks so... unfamiliar.. But apparently I had been wearing it for years. Except now I had stitches pulling whatever left of my skin together to form this face. They told me that I was slammed into a building. I was... lucky, they say. I went straight through the window instead of being slammed flat onto the wall. Thus, I survived, but I forgot everything.

Memory loss, they said. But how could you lose something you do not even know you had? Foreign faces came and went, leaving flowers and gifts for me... I could hardly keep up with their faces and names and the days and the wind. I could hardly recognise myself in the mirror.

But one thing that had always been in my mind since the day the doctors declared that I lost my memory was that man with dark hair and eyes red and puffy dropped onto his knees by my bed and wailed like a child. The big blonde, Erwin pulled him out and I never saw him again. He didn't come and introduce himself like the other cadets. He didn't bring flowers like Petra and Oluo, or gifts like Nifa and Nanaba. But Erwin did drop by. And he always asked if I remember something, or someone. No. I said every time.

The day I was discharged from the hospital, Hange and Moblit came to "take me home". I was a soldier. I lived in the military camp. My.. home. People came and went, shaking my hand and giving me hugs, I managed to recognise a few friendly faces, got a couple of names right. It was warm, until it was time to eat. Moblit sat me down after we queued up for food (not much queueing, they just let me had it first), and before I took my first bite, Hange pushed a man toward our table and sat him down right in front of me.

It was the man who wept by my bed. He sat facing away from me, he did not look at my face. "Hey Y/n! You were very close to him! You should talk! Right, Levi?" Hange elbowed him. Levi.

The whole canteen went silent and all eyes were on us. Levi let out a 'tch', and quietly shift his posture until he was sitting face to face with me. He still refused to look at my face. His brows were tight and face twisted in some uncomfortable way.

"You don't have to do this." I croaked. My voice was still hoarse from being mute. "You don't have to look at this face." I couldn't say my face. I don't remember my face. Hange's mouth opened and closed like a fish. For a talkative person, Hange sure was lost for words.

"It's not about your face," Levi looked at the floor. I could hear him swallowed.

"It's a scary face, I know." I said flatly. I had a nightmare when I first saw my face in the mirror. Crude stitches made hastily, patching up this broken face.

"No! You're not scary!" He threw his head up. Our eyes met. "I.. I couldn't look at you and ca-can't see you!" Tears streamed down his cheeks as he looked straight into my eyes. "I-I can't see you in your eyes... I see your face but- but not.. not you.." He wiped the tears off his cheeks with his palm. "You used to look at me like... like I was the best thing in your life.." He choked.

The canteen was echoing his cries. I felt my heart broken because I could hear his pain. It was like a choir of sadness, and he was performing with his heart out.

"I'm sorry.." I dropped my head. Why does my heart hurt?

.

Erwin suggested we do this exercise. Instead of telling me what I used to do, the people around me would inform me that I did something I used to do. Like how I shield the sun from my eyes with the back of my hand, or tilting my head to the side when I smiled, or smelling the cup before I drink the tea. The cadets filled me in with stories of me I couldn't remember. I knew they deliberately leave out some parts where Levi was involved. I had a rough idea of who he was to me, but I was not ready to explore that part. I felt empty. Like I had lost something but... what?

I had been staying in the girls' dorm. My clothes were neatly stacked in a dust-free cabinet, clearly cleaned for my arrival. The bedsheet was fresh and smelt like flowers. Books were stacked nicely on one side of the table. It was obvious this wasn't my room. Or where I used to stay the night. It was too.. staged. But nobody said anything about it. They introduced me to my "old room where I used to sleep" so I just took it.

.

It had been weeks that I "came home". I had started training with Mike. I could feel all the eyes on me, by one particular bore onto my skin. Those gray eyes. Levi stared all the time. He watched from a distance, arms crossed and just staring with brows knitted. We never talked since the day at the canteen. But he was always there, watching, but never said anything. I doubted he was very close with me.

.

One evening, Erwin called for me. He asked if I remembered anything yet. No, I said. And he handed me a letter.

"A goodbye letter that you wrote," he watched me with his blue eyes, studying me like a lion does to its prey. "The person you addressed this to was very dear to you. You wrote this for him." And he dismissed me from his office.

Turning the envelope, I saw his name.

.

Dearly beloved, my dearly beloved Levi,

I love you. I love you so so much. You are my heart and my soul. You are my love, Levi. I'm sorry I had to leave. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm so sorry.

Don't join me soon. Please. Pease take care of the brats. Please look after them. They must see the sun, a new world.

Levi, my love, please see the new world for me. For us. The dreams we had, live them. For me. Live, my love. Live for yourself. I love you, Levi. I will always love you. I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you.

Take care, my love. Take care of yourself. I will wait for the day when I can kiss your lips again. Until then, live.

Yours till the end of time,

Y/n

.

I was at that door before I knew it. I knew where his room was, but my legs remembered it better, and my fist knocked before I could decide otherwise. The door creaked opened and I saw his blurry silhouette through I teary eyes.

Warm tears flowed down my cheeks as I blinked and swallowed, finding my voice. "Who.. who were you to me?" I was sobbing uncontrollably, sucking in my snot to make way for air in my lungs.

I watched Levi as he took a step closer, arms opened ready to pull me into a hug, but stopped half way as he remembered he was no one to me. His eyes started welling up and he blinked his tears in.

"I-" Levi swallowed, "yo-you.." I handed him the letter and he scanned through the paper quickly. He covered his crumpled face with his palm as he sobbed. He was shaking.

"Were we in lo-" I choked, "in love with each other?"

Levi wailed louder at the word "love", but he nodded.

I took a step toward him and rested my head on his shoulder, inhaling him deeply into my system. A tinge of soury beer and bitter tea. He smelt like safety. Like home.

"Why didn't you tell me..." I slowly snaked one arm around his waist, "I was looking for you. You were that missing piece."

Levi pulled me into him, burying his face on my shoulder. "I.. I couldn't look at your empty eyes... I tried sending you flowers.. You couldn't remember them... and the gifts, they were our anniversary gifts... you couldn't remember and- and it hurts.." His arms tightened around me, as if I might slip away if he let go.

"I'm sorry I can't remember you, Levi" I pressed closer onto him, "but I want to know you again. I want you. Please don't leave me." I grabbed onto his shirt, clinging to this mixed feeling of security and confusion. I knew as long as I was in his arms, I am safe.

Levi pulled away slightly and planted a long kiss on my temple. "Till the end of time, y/n, I will never leave you."

#levi angst #levi hurt #levi ackerman #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #midnight thoughts #levi x y/n #aot x y/n #levi x you #levi heichou #levi ackerman x you #levi fanfic #levi ackerman fic #i hope it hurts :)

[snnbnny]

Hey hey,,, its sad anon back,, if you can't do this one its alright. Could you just do some anime characters, or one which ever you want to do, from either jjk, bnha, or hq stargazing with s/o and just having a fun time. I miss my boyfriend so much and me and him have always had the dream date to stargaze. Thank you.

ofc i can do it darlin, i don't know much if anythin about you sad anon but i always look forward to your requests.

Stargazing with K.Bokuto and K.Sugawara.

->c/w for k.b's: neck kisses, hickies, tickling, less stargazing more tomfoolery. ->c/w for k.s.'s: visiting your hometown mentioned, pregnancy, Greek myth

╰┈➤ ❝ [Koutaro Bokuto, a little kissing never hurts] ❞

"Oh my god Kou!!!" You squealed, rolling in the slightly dewy grass of the small field. "That tickles!! I focus on the stars with you distracting me!!"

That distraction was kissing and sucking on your neck from where he was snuggled close to you on his side, body further down the hill of the field then yours was so he was at the perfect level for this assault.

"Really? Sorry pretty, can't help it," you doubt he wasn't even a little sorry, an inclination supported by the grin you felt against your throat and the slower more gentler kisses he continued to place. "How about we make it a little game, huh? See how well you can focus while I keep tickling you!!"

Without warning your silver haired boyfriend shot up from where he was lain and jumped on top of you, expertly moving his large and surprisingly nimble hands in a speedy tickling motion along your sides and other areas he knows to be ticklish. The air was filled with your shrill laughter and objections accompanied by your boyfriends chuckles towards his handy work. You spun and fought pathetically from where you were beneath his weight but between his strength and rather advantageous position above you it was no use; you were at his mercy.

"HAHAHA OK OK HAHAHAHA I SURRENDER I SURRENDER!!!" you screamed laying your arms as still as you could above your head. Your were still shaking from the laughter but your white flag was clearly shown. Like it was his queue, Bokuto collapsed on top of you- crushing your smaller form beneath him.

"I'm always the champ baby," He boasted jokingly. The sound of his normally booming voice was muffled by the grass and hair which was strewn under his face.

"Uh, babe," your breathed out after a minute of silence of trying to tough it through, "Your crushing meeeee...." His MSBY jacket cladded shoulder was covering up to your eyes and the rest of his body was draped over your body. How he was distributing his weight was consequently crushing your diaphragm leaving very little room for your lungs to expand and contract

"Oh yeah, sorry angel forgot," He rolled off of you but instead of leaving you where you were Kou took you with him, laying you on his chest giving you his signature goofy smile which never fails to make you melt.

"You're so cute," you both say at the same time, something that makes you both blush and chuckle. There was a couple long minutes you took just staring into each others eyes and admiring the others beauty. His puppy like golden brown eyes were as full of love as yours, his silver hair with darker roots was pulled back by a thin wavy headband you had gifted him in high school after he saw the Karasuno coach wearing one and admiring it.

"Wasn't this supposed to be a stargazing date?" you questioned, earning one of your boyfriend's signature confused look.

"Yeah?"

"...The only star I can see right now is you baby."

He snorted, "You're a dork."

"Thats the kettle calling the pot black."

"Isn't the saying, 'pot calling the kettle black' not 'kettle calling the pot black'?"

"It's the same thing!"

"No! No- It's not! There could be some significance, like maybe the pot is more pretentious-"

"Oh my god, shut up about the damn idiom and kiss me-" he heard the words and it was enough to convince him to put his mouth to better uses like dancing passionately against yours.

"I'll- I'll take ya to actually star gaze another day baby," he whispered when he finally pulled away for a breath.

"I know sweetness, its ok. Just shut up and kiss me."

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

╰┈➤ ❝ [Koshi Sugawara, ursa minor] ❞

It was a chill summer night in your home town, you were fortunate enough that you were able to take your husband of 6 months to come see where you grow up and your extended family in their natural habitat instead of when they came to visit you in Miyagi like usual. The past few days were spent pulling him about the town and to tourist traps, nights were spent doing dinner with old friends and quiet moments between the two of you.

Suga had notice you were a bit more withdrawn and tight lipped then you normally would be, but he wrote that off as being overwhelmed by it all and figured once the two of you had less to do and more time to be calm then the odd behavior would subside. However tonight he will find out the real reason.

You two had returned to your childhood room for the night when you pulled him out the window claiming you had something he needed to see and he needed the whole experience of struggling out of a second floor window and down a rather rickety vine ladder in his pj's for this to be accurate to something you did as a kid. You had led him down the road into the woods, ignoring his whines and statements while you pulled him by his sleeve. He didn't know that your heart was panging in your ears and you were to wrapped up in yourself to truly hear him.

Where you were taking him was a little grotto in the pine tree's, "this is where I would meet some of my friends and look at the stars." You told him, both of your eyes trained on the magnificent sky filled to the brim with bright orbs of multitudes of sizes.

"wow..." he breathed, his previous complaints halted by the sight. It wasn't only the stars that made his jaw drop, but also you- the shimmer in your eyes both by the sky and something pure inside of you, one of the many things that made him fall in love with you. "This is-"

"Magical? Gorgeous? one in a million?" you interjected, knowing the basis of his thoughts towards the sight. "Yeah I know, this was always my favorite thing... Come stand with me." He padded over in his pink bunny slippers he borrowed from your mother.

"See that constellation right there," you pointed to the sky. "The two that look like spoons with bent handles sorta."

He snorted and shook his gray haired head while following your finger, "I see them, I kinda see where you got that comparison now."

"That's Ursa major and Ursa minor," you took a deep breath. "There is a long Greek myth about them, basically the God Zeus had a child with a human woman named Calisto and when Zeus's wife Hera found out- Hera turned Calisto into a great bear, to save his son Arcus and lover Calisto from his vengeful wife Zeus threw them into the sky to live on as the constellations Ursa major and Ursa minor-"

"Big bear and little bear," Koshi smiled at you, it was a tender smile which made your feel gooey on the inside.

"Yeah. I always loved that story.... Koshi, we're going to have our own Ursa minor- hopefully without the whole Hera drama-" You confessed, speak a thousand words a minute.

The school teacher's soft look went confused them dumbstruck, he whispered, "wait what-" as he stepped closer to you. He saw now that there was a hint of fear in your eyes as you reluctantly looked at your husband, a look that pinched his heart because he hated fear being in your system.

"I'm pregnant, baby. I didn't know how else to tell you- I'm sorry, I know we agreed to wait a bit before we even thought about kids-" before you could rattle off, Suga swept you into his arms and held you tight to his chest

You felt wetness seep into your skin from his tears as he buried his face into your shoulder, "Darling this amazing! Theres nothing to be upset over! I'm- I'm ecstatic! I know it's not apart of a plan but a baby with you is a blessing no matter when or where!"

There was a laugh of relief that turned to joy, he had picked your up by your waist and spun you around a couple times in pure excitement, "I love you! I love this baby! I love that story! I love this trip! I love you-"

"You said 'I love you', twice Koshi," You teased, giggling at his toddler like exclamations. He set you down and pulled you back, moving his hands to your face to squish your tear stained cheeks.

"And?" he questioned. "I love you doubly then, simple."

"Yeah? Well I love you triply now, dad." You kissed his blushed pink cheek.

"Is that so, mama?" his voice turned to pure sugar and eyes softened an impossible amount, he placed a soft kiss on your lips as he decided not to fight you knowing for a fact that the two of you love each other to intensely to measure.

You both looked back to the sky, letting the sounds of frogs chirping to sound for a moment before Sugawara said, "If we have a boy, we should name him Arcus."

"And if we have a girl," agreement in your tone. "We should name her Calisto."

"Sounds perfect to me," he concured as you hummed at his statement, laying your head on his chest and cuddle close as your watch the stars in the sky together.

#hq #haikyuu #haikyuu!! #haikyu x reader #haikyuu drabble #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu fic #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu oneshot #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu!! fluff #hq drabbles #hq fluff #hq imagine #hq x reader #hq x you #humor #bokuto x reader #bokuto x you #hq bokuto #bokuto koutaro x reader #bokuto koutaro x y/n #bokuto kotaro x you #koshi sugawara #sugawara x reader

[chidoroki]

ahh i’m so mad for forgetting it was tpn’s 6th anniversary today.. i dunno how i can never remember that date. i don’t have anything planned though, which sucks because it’s kinda the most important day of the series ya know?? HOWEVER! i already finished my edit for emma’s birthday last week, so that’s pretty darn early for me! okay so it’s like 99% done, i gotta figure out one final touch, but yeah. and then isabella’s should be next but that’s not til september anyways. i remember very few birthdays..still upset i forgot about today though! i know i can always post something later this week but then it’s late! and that’s even if i get an idea in the first place hhmmm..

but in my defense it was an important day for me for a completely different reason though.. little Kona turned one today!!! love her. she’s too cute. she actually shares a birthday with my late great grandmother so that’s kinda sweet. (maybe now i won’f forget tpn’s anniversary either)

aside from that i feel like last week was real busy/eventful. dad had actually tested positive for covid tuesday so since we had dinner together the day before i worked from home all last week just to make sure i was okay (which i am thankfully). i don’t mind working from home, it allows me to sleep in a bit but having two screens instead of three is always a troublesome adjustment, and annoying if things get too stressful. every now and then there’s also some nights where i can’t even fall asleep and just feel incredible anxious..why i dunno. it feels random honestly.

it hasn’t been all bad though. i decided to read ahead with the paripi koumei manga and oh my god, the love i have for eiko is IMMENSE!! i honestly wasn’t expecting to get more of her backstory, but i’m so happy we did. i thought we were just gonna focus on the summer sonia concert stuff next, but it seems that is gonna be the final goal. so i’m really loving the direction the manga is going now with creating more songs and learning more of eiko’s past/family. it just makes sense. i debated in writing a whole post on it but idk yet, we’ll see. i dunno how often the manga updates, but i’ve only seen sites have up to ch49? but aahh i want her to succeed so badly! i really hope we get another season because i need to hear more of her lovely voice! THEN i forget what day i read ch113 of ft 100yq but MMHHMM that gruvia body swap! their reactions were great and i loved every moment and of course i’m looking forward to see how gray fights with juvia’s magic. i’m eagerly waiting for the day we get a trailer for the anime too.

then finally.. FINALLY the black clover manga is back! and i still think it’s hilarious that the three month hiatus started right as i finished the anime, like of course that’s just my luck! i think i caught up for just two new chapters then poof! break time! my friend has been begging me to watch since the anime started so i pushed it off for years, til something just.. clicked within me? i remember the movie trailer was announced months ago and friend was excited about it and naturally tried to convince me to start the series once more and i dunno exact words, but i’m pretty sure he compared it to fairy tail (which i sorta figured from the start anyways) but then said everyone from the squad got more focus/backstory, and i was like.. oh? so, that kinda did it for me. and damn it, i ended up loving the series. a lot. but better late than never i suppose! (and he totally has the right to say “told you so,” he deserved it. he even predicted that vanessa would end up as my favorite. so he’s right. again.) so sorry not sorry for all the spam. my queue was filled over 250+ at one point and stayed like that for weeks because i just kept adding more to it. it’s finally back around 50ish now because i FINALLY gone through the whole anime yet again (why do i queue all the gifs chronologically? i dunno!! i forget which series i started doing this with but now it feels necessary for me to do so! lowkey kinda hate it, makes it seem like i’m insane ahaaa. but now all that’s left is artwork that i can fangirl over, thank god!)

but now that the manga is back i’m debating on writing chapter reviews for it, though i doubt they’ll be as long as those i’ve done for tpn, but hhmmm. it’s just funny how i decide on doing such a thing whenever a series enters their final arcs. well, i say that but i haven’t done any for mha in.. years. probably won’t start those up though. i still read it sure but the story is meh to me sometimes. i enjoy the characters more and unfortunately those i really love don’t get much spotlight, maybe just a moment or two recently. always debating on reading ahead for no guns life too since i have no clue if the anime is gonna continue, but i definitely won’t for fire force since season3 has at least been confirmed, whenever.. same with tokyo revengers even though i’m getting real tempted with that one. and for the love of god i have to remember to read the psycho pass manga still! or however much i can find of it anyways!

what else is happening in my world right now, umm. almost a month away from splatoon3 thank god. i haven’t played my switch in a hot minute but once i got that then mmmhmm it’s over. then. scarlet & violet a couple months after too. OH! pokemon.. the masters 8 tournament has been bittersweet for me. the battles are rushed, even most take one episode, some of the moves and outcomes are just.. upsetting and strange. like i’ll never get over how dirty the writing handled the leon vs alain match. my boy deserved so much better. lance vs diantha was okay i guess and ya knew cynthia was gonna win against iris no problem. but then that battle with steven and ash.. idc what people say but there’s no way he should’ve won. after all that damage pikachu took from mega-metagross, he wins by one z-move and an iron tail of all things?? what?? (i think? i dont remember, i was annoyed). only bright side are all the cameos we’ve been getting. they only last a few seconds but they grant me SO MUCH happiness! seeing mairin, the johto trio, drew AND harley?? my heart was ecstatic! and i’m sure they’ll save all of ash’s traveling companions for his final match with leon, or at least i’m hoping so. i better see may and serena again darn it!

oh, and no joke but i swear i actually had a fucking contestshipping dream last night, which isn’t too surprising since i do indeed love them very much, but it was just randomly timed? like why now and not last month around their actual day when i rewatched all their episodes ya know?? but whatever. all it was was drew calling up may after some contest lose (in johto im assuming) to cheer her up. then some light teasing of course. that’s all i needed.

sometime during my incoherent rambling i did get an idea for an tpn anniversary edit. so i’ll definitely start on something for it tonight or tomorrow, unless i get caught up playing more pmd sky.. i started a randomizer yesterday and i’m enjoying myself. nostalgia hitting hard. but i would seriously love a new mystery dungeon.

#talking to myself #edit: as im posting this i just noticed a pokemon presents was announced for august 3rd! HELL YEAAHH more scarlet & violet news babyyy!!!!

[maxyboii527]

AND NOW, PRESENTING (what i should have presented ages ago but completely forgot about,)

BEST THEATER QUOTES (Mostly Mr. J)

Ten Ways to Survive The Zombie Apocalypse

s = student

J = Mr. J

s "Can I eat these grapes?"

J "Yeah, but dont spill or I'll take away your birthday"

J "I think all of you are gonna die in this scene, I gotta read the script again"

s "Can I get hit with an axe?"

J *tiredly* "Dear god-"

J "Asher- wait- UGHHH i mean ARCHER"

J "If one of you- ugh this is cringe, but if one of you wanna do this *dabs* go ahead"

J "This isn't the booty show"

J "If you all just walk in quietly it feels like a weird cult"

J "Maybe eat a rat? I don't know, thats what you guys eat"

J "I'm just gonna move you all like mannequins"

J "She has EXPIRED, she has EXPIRED"

J "Who's reading a Brandon Sampson book? Oh, he's a good author :)"

J "THIS IS NO TIME TO PANIC! *running offstage* AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH- wait- *running back on stage* AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-"

s "So everybody gets to watch me get eaten?"

J "Yup"

s "This is abuse! This is Jimmy abuse!"

J "The BLOCKS"

J "When you hear 'meat shield', that's a very weird queue, but when you hear that, get up"

J "My Amazon search history... is going to be very weird"

J "Zombies, you can't read"

s "aw :("

J "We're about to have peace, but not really, because SOMEONE *looks at susan* is going to ruin it"

J "I think all of you are gonna be consumed"

J "I don't know if I want Christy to make it"

J "I think you'll have nerf guns as well"

s "Can I shoot the survivors too?"

J "NOOOOOOO- jeez, you guys are morbid-"

J "-And then I think we'll feast on Christy"

J "You'll rise up, take her down- AHHHH-"

s "brains-"

J "LOUDER"

s "brAINS"

J "There's only like, 10 backflips I need you to do. Just kidding. Or not, you'll never know :)"

J "Alright, impress me! no pressure"

J "I can breakdance! I'll break something-"

J "You aren't gonna like this, but I love you-"

J "I know I lied, but this time I'm not lying"

J "Did you just flop onto the floor?"

s "Yeh"

J "Behave or I'll put you in a tote and close the lid. You'll have to stay here overnight"

J "Wow, that is morbid but I love it"

J "After Nana gets consumed, what happens next?"

J "Ugh, that would be a weird amazon purchase. I have 15 rats coming so probably not too weird though"

J "It's so sad" *laughs*

s "So where are these zombies coming from anyway?"

s "Global warming"

s "Makes sense"

s "Zombies are imaginary, just like Britney Spears!"

J "No one cares about your little emotional issues, ok"

J "And then- aw, I don't have the music for that yet :("

J "Try to do it on the other side so we can see you choking him- things I thought I'd never say..."

J "Times are tough in the apocalypse 🤷‍♂️"

J "I love it! We're all gonna be a hot mess- we're all gonna be a hot mess together :)"

J "Yeah, she might need resuscitation again"

J "Jimmy, Allee, you're doin great :)"

*Jimmy and Allee are dead on the floor*

J "Jim's a little cold by now, but you can feast on him too. He's like leftovers!"

J "All you wanted was peace, but she took a piece out of you"

J "First we need to determine who's the most attractive person here!"

*narrator stands up*

s "uhm, no" *pulls him back down*

J "You don't have time to tie your shoes in the apocalypse!"

J "Who has not had a chance to be eaten?"

s "I'm too pretty to die!"

s "Take him, he's German!"

J "We did decide to kill them, didn't we!"

J "We ready for scene seven?"

s "Yuh!"

J "Yuh, get into it!"

J "We have a surprise guest! It's cranky Mr. J >:("

J *on megaphone* "Hey, I'm using this now"

*falls really hard*

s "Asher, ya good?"

s "YeAh"

J "Ok, zombies, we're too boring- I know that sounds mean, but I'm sorry"

s "I'm deceased, I have to go die"

s "Hey, I've totally moved on!"

*looks at brick wall with 'Sam x Susan' graffitied on it*

s "Yeah, mhm"

s "Will eating us make you happy?"

J *nodding* "yep"

s "Will it fill the aching hole in your heart?"

J *still nodding* "You bet"

J "Yeah, zombies, if you die, you can get back up"

s "Except me?"

J "Except you."

s "Haha! Never trust the narrators, we're like the media!"

s "So... if I were the last guy on Earth-"

s "I'd date the zombies."

s "Fair enough-"

J "Middle schoolers scare me, when I have to pass through the cafeteria at lunch I'm terrified"

J "We're gonna keep an eye on this red thing- if it starts smoking, turn it off"

J "Dear god, I hope no one loses their pants on stage"

J "It's good practice for if you go to prison :)"

J "Guys, back up, you make me nervous"

J "It's ok, I don't teach math"

*is a calculus teacher*

J "This is what you'll do when you go to prison! Don't smile for your mugshot though"

J "Let's run the show with fog, we'll see if anything starts on fire"

J "I'd be screaming if I was being eaten alive"

s "I'm not becoming a granny, my skin's just dry"

J "I love mutilating chickens on stage"

J "Just dont fall off the stage, thats my goal"

J "Did someone die? nobody die until after Thursday"

J "Welp, she's deceased"

#good god this took forever #i love theater sm #theater teachers are the best ones

[namuneulbo]

week nineteen

this week was so much fun !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

monday was a normal school day and after that i spent a lot of time packing.

tuesday was yet another normal school day and in the evening l was part of a tiny concert thingy and performed two songs so i went to support her. there was no where to sit so me, e, m and s had to stand through the entire thing.

once i came home i finished up packing and around 11 my mom drove me to the train station. it was a lot of firsts for me that night so i got a bit overwhelmed and cried a bit. nothing too bad but i got a bit teary-eyed. it was my first time travelling alone, it was my first time on a night train and it was my first time on day ferry in YEARS. i havent been on a day one since i was like,,, 10?

i didnt sleep too good on the train (i had a compartment) but i slept way better than i wouldve on the ferry. i slept w the window cover open so i could look outside when i couldnt sleep. it was quite nice just very loud and shakey.

idk if ive mentioned this before but im terrified of sleeping at ferries and in general a lot of stuff about ferries freak me out a bit. i think its just the concept of a big heavy ass boat in the middle of nowhere... HOW DOES IT FLOAT? anyways, the day ferry was a lot better. i get quite anxious at night so i think not being anxious helped a lot w not shitting myself. i went w the newer boat that i used to like less than the old one but after travelling w it alone i learnt the layout of it more and i understand it now and the internets good on it so i honestly have no complaints about it now. i had prepared for shitty internet so i had my phone filled w games that dont need wifi, i brought my mouse and mousepad so i could play sims (although i ended up just making sims which doesnt really require a mouse) and a book (more specifically we will get through this night).

oh right, i forgot to tell u where i was going, right?

i went to stockholm.

once i got there wednesday evening, i met up w my sister at the subway station. she helped me charge my subway card and then we went straight home since it was evening and we were both tired.

thursday was quite uneventful tbh. not that it was bad, just we had no plans. i did go into the city by myself which was exciting. i went to three stores, the first one being punkt shop. i had in mind to get some patches to iron on my jeans bc of an eyeliner spot i got on them so i wanna cover them in patches. minhyuk would be proud of my custom jeans.

anyways, i didnt find any cute ones there so i continued my journey to bengans to look at albums. ig i originally didnt plan on buying any but i did have in the back of mind a thought going “if they have shape of love or a wjsn album, im gonna get it” and what did i find? ONE SINGLE SUPER YUPPERS! ALBUM. it actually wasnt there the first time i looked when i just looked around quickly but i went back to really study their sortiment and there it was thanks to the person who put it back and only got one version of it instead of both. the purchase was so impulsive i literally grabbed it the second i saw it, did a lil jump in happiness and went to queue to the cash register. the people in front of me had all been looking at the kpop section at the same time as me and i had accidentally started queueing in front of them so i asked if they were queueing and they were like "yeah" and i apologized and went behind them. one of them (HOLDING A MONSTA X THE DREAMING ALBUM) was like "omg wjsn!!" and i was all like "yes! omg! theyre my fav group!" and they were like "save me, save you is their best song!" and i was like "totally!" (i lied, i dont have a fav song). i then took that moment to mention monsta x too since OBVIOUSLY there was a fucking ujungbebe in front of me!!!!!!!!! (for context, i ult monsta x and my fav gg is wjsn.)

ALSO HI IM SORRY IF THE SPACES ARE WEIRD IM WRITING THIS ON MY PHONE ON A BUS AND I WAS WRITING IT ON MY LAPTOP BUT IT DIED SO UHHHH ILL FIX IT ONCE IT HAS SOME BATTERY !!!!

well, i walk out feeling happier than ever bc i now have my first wjsn album and my first gg album in general. i went by tiger to, once again, look for patches but they had none.

friday. THE day. conan gray concert!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i went to queue in the morning and arrived around 10 am. i happened to walk past two ppl on my way there and it sounded like they were talking about conan so i turned around and asked if they were going to the concert and they were so we walked to the venue together. in my itzy era. not shy! not me! itzayyyyy!

well,, i queued two hours alone before l arrived. i did kind of expect it to be awkward but not THAT awkward. we hugged and then barely talked. like i said earlier i was in my itzy era on friday so i even brung myself to ask questions and she only replied w short answers and stuff and it was hard to keep any convo going w her. i dont blame her though, she mightve been really shy and i know what thats like.

so u know, technically i kept myself company all of the seven hours i spent queueing. i didnt talk to the ppl i met at the subway station either. only every now and then wed exchange some words. i went on two bathroom breaks, one when i went to the closest mall to get something to eat and to also pee and one like an hour before enterance. i was so stressed for no reason on the second one. i had been contemplaiting it for like 40 mins before deciding to actually go.

since i had vip1 tickets i was part of the group who entered first. i realized there and then that i couldve just arrived at that time instead of queueing bc everyone got mixed up and the number system we had made in the afternoon was all thrown in the trash. we walked in and got our goodie bags. i didnt check them before coming home that evening but they consisted of a tote (THAT IS THE CUTEST TOTE EVER AND IT WAS A REPLACEMENT FOR SOME CAR DICES BUT I PREFER THE TOTE SM MORE), a necklace, a lil wooden box and a signed post card thingy.

since i had vip1 we entered first bc of the q&a. i had been a bit stressed in the last queue inside the venue bc i thought i would get a shit spot but i ended up getting one person in front of me and throughout the concert i got pushed to barricade so i spent like 70% of my time w a barricade spot !!!!!!!!! i was so happy since i brought a pride flag and it was so big i couldnt hold it up unless i was barricade.

the q&a was amazing. i was a bit sad they couldnt use all questions but conan was the sweetest ever. hes so effortlessly funny. we werent allowed to film so i didnt but i think it was nice to really be in the moment. i could feel myself just staring at him in awe. he also sounded sm like what he does on video???? like ive noticed that a lot of the time, celebrities have a more high-pitched voice irl but he sounded really like what im used to. hes also even prettier irl???????

then we waited more and mallrat came on and her and her dj were amazing and so hot. i hadnt listened to her music beforehand but she killed it live !!!!

then.... conan. omg. HE WAS SO GOOD. hes such a good performer and i was just in awe the entire time. i feel like i had quite a good mix of in the moment and recording too but i think my goals for my next concert is to be yet a little bit more in the moment but i think kot being allowed phones during the q&a kind of,, helped w that since all my focus was on him obviously. we also had like eye contact for 5 secs so were married obviously.

now. to the best part. oh my fucking god. okay. so. during people watching he walked down the staged and went to run past us and like give us a running high-five and i touched his hand !!!!!!! well, our fingers BUT it was something BUT it gets better,,, the second time when hes running the other way he grabs my pride flag and holds it for the rest of the song!!!!!!!! oh my god, i love him endlessly. i was shaking so much and i couldnt even sing along i was just,, in shock. like, yeah, obviously i was trying to get him to take it since i was trying to make it as visible to him as possible and waving it during and after songs so i was expecting it but yet when it happened it felt like a dream. conan gray has held my pride flag. i can die happy.

after the concert a security guard gave it back to me and i was smiling so widely and while walking w it it felt like the biggest flex ive ever done in my entire life and i think it was tbh.

saturday. i went out to eat w my sister and her boyf. we had vietnamese food and it was so good omg?????????? i loved it and the restaurant was so pretty.

later we walked through monki and weekday before heading to the store. they had just gotten fully stocked w vegan chocolate so my sister wanted a bunch of it. we went home and watched some program while having a salad for dinner and the salad was so good ?????? i always eat sm good food while im at my sisters place bc her boyfriend cooks so well.

we then played board games and had some snacks. it was a really nice way to end my short trip. i also got my sisters boyfriends old the 1975 sweater which is lit !!!!!! i love the 1975!!!!!!

oh and my sister and her boyf lives w their friend and shes the sweetest human ever. shes always so invested in what im doing and what i like and she makes me feel so included all the time. like when i was looking through the album i got she saw and got so invested and asked me a bunch of stuff and she complimented it sm and made me feel so listened to even though she doesnt listen to kpop :(

so yeah, i left this morning and my sister accidentally turned off her alarm in her sleep so she couldnt say goodbye. i was a lil sad bc i love hugs even if theyre the sad kind. i think i get a lil extra emotional when i hug my sister too bc my familys not that touchy but when my sister moved out we always hugged when we met and before we left. like, the first time i remember like,, having skinship w her is when i was like 14 and we were holding hands so we wouldnt get lost in the sea of ppl at a twenty one pilots concert. bruh, i feel like crying, i love her sm.

i went up on the wrong side of the subway station so i had a little longer walk and i got a bit stressed towards the end even though i knew id arrive in time to the ferry terminal. this time i went w the older boat and omg it sucked ass? i cant believe i used to prefer it over the new one. its so shaky and has so little charging stations and has such ball-sucking wifi. never again. i did get to watch some yt videos though and i had a lil conan gray marathon in the morning while the internet connection was good and then watched monsta x stuff throughout the day. ive been in love w the inssaopp videos w minhyuk and hyungwon. i can feel them becoming comfort videos. i love inssaoppas editing and concept and stuff, its really funny and then add my fav kpop group in the entire existence of kpop groups to it + my ultest ult bias of ult biases???? perfection.

im writing this on the bus omw to the train station. ill be waiting at that train station for two and a half hours and i was really nervous about it earlier since its in the middle of the night in the middle of nowhere but theres quite a lot of ppl on the bus so i feel safe and much less anxious rn. this thing literally scared me more than the ferries when i realized it after booking the trip.

sotw: conan gray - people watching

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[wormoftheday]

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(06/15/21)

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[ichigoromi]

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 | 𝐌𝐒𝐁𝐘 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧

Chaotic vibes only!

Hope y'all enjoy reading!

Pairing (s): MSBY Four - Bokuto Koutarou, Miya Atsumu, Hinata Shoyo and Sakusa Kiyoomi x gn! reader

Genre: fluff!

Warning (s): None!

Enjoy!

Bokuto Koutarou

The grocery store is packed during the weekend, and the two of you are only free during the weekends to do your grocery shopping.

You knew that you would easily lose him during such busy days, so you insisted that he never let go of your hand.

Obviously, he is more than happy to hold your hand because he loves how big his hand is compared to yours.

You pushed the trolley around, filling it with fresh vegetables and fruits while he looks around the mart.

While you were busy choosing the watermelon, unknowingly, Bokuto decided to explore the supermarket on his own.

He just went to the snack aisle and got a few snacks and heads back to the fresh produce section, and you were not there.

Bokuto reached out to his pocket to find it empty.

His phone was with you, and you were nowhere to be found.

So, what does he do?

"The caretaker of Bokuto Koutarou, your child is currently at the customer service counter. Please come and pick him up." A loud announcement rang through the store, and you wanted to hide your face.

Everyone around you started whispering about the professional athlete Bokuto Koutarou really lost, or was it another child with the same name as him?

You asked a kind soul for you to help you look after your trolley while you went and go collect your lost child.

"Baby! You're here!" He ran up to you and threw his arms around, slightly lifting you up.

Your cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, and you apologised profusely to the receptionist at the counter while pulling your giant boyfriend away.

The young kid that was waiting with your trolley was excited when he saw Bokuto with you. He was a big fan of your boyfriend. You helped them take a picture, and he wraps his arms around you.

"That was so embarrassing...Kou, can you just hold onto my shirt and never let go?" He shook his head, and you tilt your head in confusion.

Did he want to get lost again?

"Nope, I'm going to hug you and never let you go!" He got behind you and wrapped his arms tightly around you.

Miya Atsumu

Normally, you did the grocery shopping alone since he is tired after training and doesn't drive.

So, the grocery shopping chore became yours.

He has a rest day and offered to pick up the groceries with you on this rare occasion.

It was a pleasant surprise, and you were glad to have a helping hand to help you.

You brought him to Costco, and it's going to be easy to lose him, a new-timer who has never been to Costco.

You warned him and told him to stay close to you and don't stray away from you.

He just nods his head and proceeds to ignore your warnings.

Atsumu was kind of upset that you were treating him like a child, but he overestimates himself.

Because within 15 minutes of entering the store, he has already lost you.

So, instead of calling you and asking where are you, he got another trolley and proceeded to do his own shopping.

Since you were busy with the shopping list, you didn't even notice your boyfriend was not following you anymore.

He was fascinated by the big store and got lots of stuff, ones that you two don't really need.

After a while, he realised that you have actually forgotten about him and literally went and did your own shopping.

When he was about to make a quick call to you, his phone died.

So, he went and paid for his stuff first and head to the customer service counter.

"Y/l/n Y/n, your child Miya Atsumu is currently at the customer service counter; please come and pick him up." Everyone heard it, so did you, but you continue your shopping.

This man, even after you warned him, still went and got separated from you.

So, you deliberately took your own sweet time and went a few rounds around a particular aisle.

You purposely lined up at the longest queue for your payment.

By the time you were done, he has been waiting with other lost kids for an hour or two.

"That was mean of ya! It was so embarrassing!" He buried his face in the crook of your neck; you awkwardly apologised to the cranky receptionist that was grumbling about how youngsters were so irresponsible.

Atsumu recounts his tale of how the lost kids there were laughing at an adult who got lost and has to be sent to the customer service, but he voluntary went himself.

"Serves you right. I told you to stick right next to me. Tsumu, why did you buy all of these? We have it at home..." You gaped at the amount of stuff that he bought.

"Really? I didn't see it. Oh well, it's just more stocks then." He grinned playfully, expecting you to laugh, but you let out a deep sigh.

"This is why I have a shopping list for a reason; it is so that we don't overbuy! Tsumu, you're such a hoarder!" He opened his mouth and tries to explain himself, but nothing came up.

You loop your arms around his neck and kisses his cheeks.

"It's fine; I can deliver some to Samu. Don't worry." You reassure him when you notice his crestfallen expression.

"Stop pouting. You did well today, but next time, just stick close to me?" He nods his head and you two head to your car.

Hinata Shoyo

It was all a small mistake that leads to you two in the current situation.

Hinata knows the danger of losing you in the grocery store because your purse has his phone and his wallet.

But he holds your hand tightly as you two entered the store.

At first, it was going well, there were not many people in the store, and you two were out on a date.

Until the sudden increase of patrons in the store.

Hinata was sure to hold your hand tightly, but you heard of some discount from the housewives nearby; you let go of him and head towards the frozen aisle.

Oh no, he is left alone, and there was nothing he could do.

His fans came up to him and asked for photos and autographs, so he stayed and interact with them, hoping that you would come back for him.

Yeah, you were definitely not going back to find him as you made friends with the housewives as they give you tips about discounts.

Even the butcher chatted with you for a while.

So, he went to the customer service counter and requested them to make an announcement.

"The guardian of Hinata Shoyo, please proceed to the customer service counter to pick up your child." That was when you realised that Hinata was no longer beside you.

You picked up the remaining items on the lists and head to the register to pay for the groceries. Gosh, you felt like an awful significant other, losing him and not realising earlier.

But, the new knowledge and tips that you've gotten might be worth it, just kidding.

You were going to make a delicious meal for him to make up for your mistake earlier.

He looked relieved when he saw you walking towards him.

"Sho-chan! I'm so sorry! I lost you and even forgot about you. Can you forgive me?" You apologised profusely, and he chuckles, seeing your guilty expression.

You buried your face into his chest, and he pats your head to tell you to not blame yourself. It was all good, but still, you felt awful.

"Let's go home. I have picked up some good cuts of beef; I'll cook a good meal for you!"

"Sure, let's go." He kisses the top of your head and you two head towards the parking lot.

Sakusa Kiyoomi

Alright, Sakusa would make the perfect housewife. He is good at household chores, cooking? He is the perfect husband in the making.

He does the grocery shopping, and you would stay at home.

But, you felt like accompanying him to the store, so he allowed you to follow him.

You were wearing one of his hoodies and a pair of black sweats, and he was wearing similar attire to you.

He made sure you held his hand since you were short and could easily blend into the crowd. (a/n - omi is just a giant.)

It's been a while since you came out shopping with him, and it was fun getting out once in a while.

You can't help but want to explore the supermarket on your own.

So, you went on your own; after all, you're a grown adult. Nothing bad would happen.

Right?

Oh ho ho, Sakusa turned around, and you were gone.

He starts to panic because you were not behind him, and he couldn't see you in the crowd.

Sakusa calls you and felt his left pocket buzzing.

It was your phone buzzing in his pocket.

He sighs and decided to finish his list before finding you.

Meanwhile, you had enough money for a popsicle, and you got your favourite flavour and head to the customer service counter.

"Excuse me, can you please make a lost child announcement?" The receptionist immediately sat up in her seat and apologised for not noticing you earlier.

"Where's the lost child?" You pointed at yourself. She nodded her head blankly.

"Yeah, Sakusa Kiyoomi is my guardian. Thank you." This whole situation was bizarre, but she made the announcement for you anyways.

"Sakusa Kiyoomi, your child is at the customer service counter; please come and pick up your lost child."

You were literally chatting with the receptionist when he rushed over to the customer service counter. He sighed, relieved that you were safe. He apologised for the inconvenience he caused.

"You got me worried. Just stay at home, okay?" He kisses your forehead. You shook your head.

"Nope! I'm coming with you from now on!"

Oooh, my first headcanon where I did four characters at once! It was quite fun and I might write more of these in the future!

I hope y'all enjoy this!

Stay safe and healthy!

With love,

Rosalie🍓

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