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tacticaldiary · 2 days

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Roses and Purple Scarves

PAIRING: Spencer Reid x Reader

SYNOPSIS: He catches her eyes in the window's reflection, and there's a small part of him that's waiting to catch the frown on her face, or see her nodding along while looking down at her phone pretending to listen.

His heart skips a beat when he finds her looking directly at him with a smile, eyes so soft and interested it makes something warm settle in the pit of his stomach.

NOTE: I am NOT taking requests at the moment.

"Spencer I don't need more flowers," She laughs, trying to yank at his arm to get him moving. It's to no avail by the way he stays rooted to the spot in front of the display window. "I still have the last bouquet in a vase at home."

"I know." He says it so matter of factly, it makes her raise her brows and stop tugging.

"What do you mean 'you know?'" She relents, joining him to look into the store's window.

"I keep a flower from all your bouquets for myself. That way I know when they wilt so I can get you new ones." She's stunned at the answer, the gesture is so thoughtful and...and nice. It's so Spencer, and by the half smile on his face he's trying to hide, he knows it too.

"You're too good to me." She says after a beat, meeting his eyes in the window's reflection, "I don't need a dozen roses to know you love me, for the record...but they are appreciated."

"Flower language." Spencer hums, peering through the glass at the colorful array of petals. "It's fascinating actually, people tend to associate the origin of floriography to be from the old victorian era, but traces of meaning can be tracked all the way back to Persia and the Middle East much before that." He catches her eyes in the window's reflection, and there's a small part of him that's waiting to catch the frown on her face, or see her nodding along while looking down at her phone pretending to listen.

His heart skips a beat when he finds her looking directly at him with a smile, eyes so soft and interested it makes something warm settle in the pit of his stomach. Spencer blinks, turns to face her for real. "I read a book about it a while ago," He shrugs, offering her a smile.

"I'd love to borrow it sometime." She responds, looping their arms together. It's a chilly day, snowflakes peppering down casing the cobblestone street below in specks of icy white.

"Really?" Spencer raises an eyebrow.

"You know I love flowers." She confirms as they continue down the little street. "I've always wanted to have a garden of my own, but the balcony of my apartment isn't big enough."

Spencer listens attentively, keeping her close to his side. It's instinct, the way his gloved hand rests against her waist as they walk, the gentle push and pull of weaving through among other people going this way and that. The contact makes her feel warm and wanted, a small gesture that encompasses all of what Spencer is.

Meaningful. If she could describe Dr Spencer Reid with one word, it would be meaningful. Everything he does is purposeful and attentive.

Remembering how she takes her coffee in the mornings without her ever mentioning it. Watching her frown at the days crossword because he knows that if she wants his help she'll ask for it (even if Spencer can't help but cringe at her sighing dramatically loud at a puzzle he'd solved in his head 25 minutes ago). It was the little things, woven with meaning that made her feel seen.

Made her feel understood.

Reaching down between them, she grabs his hand, intertwining their fingers, squeezing gently.

"You could always look into aeroponics." Spencer smiles as they come to a stop in front of a crosswalk. He pushes the button with his elbow and the both of them are left to wait for the indication to cross.

"The exposed roots freak me out." Remembering the pictures she's seen sends a shudder down her spine. "I mean, it doesn't look natural does it? Plants were meant to come from the earth, watching them dangling in the air just feels wrong," When she glances up to gauge his agreement, the rest of the words die on her tongue.

Spencer stares at her with a soft smile and enamoured eyes. If you asked him, he wouldn't be able to repeat half of what she'd just said despite his impressive memory.

It's frightening, how often he gets lost in her. In the way she furrows her brow, the manner in which she moves and the cadence of her voice that make him lean in closer to hang on to every small inflection like a siren's melody.

"What?" She asks, brow furrowed. "Have I got something-" He leans down and steals the words from her before she can finish, kissing her soft but firm, hands tangling in the hair at the back of her head. He can't help it, especially when he sees the little parts of himself that she's adopted, mirrored from how much time they spend together. Time and time again she's assured him that she thinks his monologues and rambling are endearing, pulled him out of his head with sweet words and lips when he gets too wrapped up in himself.

He's starting to understand. Watching her talk about roots and plants...God, she could talk about paint drying and he'd listen and commit each word to memory.

Kissing Spencer isn't fireworks.

It's a symphony.

From start to finish, he puts his heart into every movement, feeling bleeding into every quirk of his hands, every tilt of his head.

She mumbles his name against his lips and he barely stops himself from chasing her when she pulls back with a hand on his chest. Taking a minute to catch her breath, she graces him with a radiant smile that knocks his away. "I didn't know you loved plants that much."

"I love you." He knocks their foreheads together.

The indicator flashes green across the street, prompting them to cross, but the two stay where they are letting the atmosphere sink in. Spencer smiles softly, moving to brush off the snowflakes on the shoulders of her coat.

"You're cold." He observes when his hand brush against her neck.

"It is snowing." She smiles. Spencer huffs, unwinding his scarf from around himself. Ignoring her protests, he wraps it around her snugly.

The purple is a horrific clash to her outfit, but it's warm, and it smells like him, the calming scent washing over her as she sinks into it and takes a deep breath. "Won't you be cold?"

"I've survived worse." He chuckles when she smacks his shoulder.

"That's not funny!"

"It's a little funny." He argues, smiling against her lips.

The crosswalk flashes red, cars start moving but the world stays still around them.

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vindoesanything · 2 days

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𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 “𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛”…

Word count: 723 Warning: Angst, Mentions of death Arlecchino x Y/N

Y/N: Isn't the moon beautiful...?

[A soft, weak voice leaves their cold lips as they address the question to the one they thought would reciprocate their feelings. Their arms slowly wrap around her body in a warm and gentle embrace, holding them close before their demise.]

Y/N: The moon shines bright, even when the darkest of voids encapsulates its entire being...

Arlecchino: ...

Y/N: That's why I love the thought of calling you my "Moon" one day...

[After their unexpected confession, Arlecchino feels their tender hold begin to loosen, reminding her of the inevitable. Their body slowly turns limp as they lean their whole weight further into her body, desperately trying to feel her warmth against their weak frame.]

Y/N: It's getting rather chilly... Don't you think?

Arlecchino: I-...

Y/N: It's okay... You don't have to answer that... I understand...

[Their hands slowly move up to cup her cheeks, using every fiber of their being to show how much they adore her. Arlecchino's eyes gaze down upon the pathetic sight, seeing how pale and weak they are under her cold, apathetic gaze. Despite it all, she blatantly stares at Y/N's soft lips, watching them curl into a reassuring smile, hoping to calm whatever turmoil is in her mind.]

Y/N: I know you have to cut ties with me... I know you have to reach your goals no matter the obstacles that stand before you... But I want one thing from you before I leave your side...

[Arlecchino watches the light in their eyes slowly diminish with every word they speak. In spite of it, she gave them a firm nod, wanting to accomplish one last request before they leave her.]

Y/N: Please... Stay with me... Stay with me until my time ends...

[Regardless of their untimely demise, their smile still shines through as they lean their head on her shoulder.]

Y/N: You are so warm... I want to stay here for the rest of my life...

[As time passes, their grip around her completely loosens as their hands drop to their side, finally ending their time altogether. Now only thing left here is a pale corpse leaning against a cold and emotionless woman.]

Arlecchino: ...

[Soon after their death, her arms unexpectedly begin to wrap around Y/N's body, lowering herself down to her knees with them cradled close to her heart, feeling the need to keep them close despite the things she has done.]

Arlecchino: Why... Why does this hurt so much...

[It takes some time for her to process everything that has happened, and once it dawns on her that the one she had cared for is deceased in her arms, her tears begin to trickle down her cheek, another emotion she had never thought she could display out front.]

Arlecchino: This was never meant to happen... If you would have listened to me you wouldn't have been-...

[She doesn't want to finish her own statement once she gazes down upon the peaceful expression that rests on your face. It was heartbreaking to see them in this state, and the realization that they have thought she never reciprocated their feelings back shatters her heart into a million pieces.]

Arlecchino: Y/N... My sweet Y/N... How I would have loved to call you my shining "Star"...

[Her hands begin to slide up to their cheeks, feeling the need to have them face her, even if it hurts to see them so... lifeless.]

Arlecchino: My... My shining "Star"... Oh why did I have to kill you...

[Those words of regret slowly fill her mind, and this all could have been avoided if YOU hadn’t come out of your hiding place. But who can she blame for all this? They were afraid, it is normal to be… And not only they were afraid for their own lives, but they were afraid for Hers too…]

Arlecchino: Why… Why must it hurt so much… Why?!

[The tears in her eyes begin to trickle down upon Y/N’s cold but soft face, letting every droplet caress their features with a gentle brush of regretful longing. Soon, she begins to caress their cheek with a tender thumb, slowly grazing along their soft features, as every stroke she makes becomes a reminder of who she ultimately killed.]

Arlecchino: My… only… star…

(a/n: Speaking of stars, our galaxy has countless of them! The only reason we can’t see it is because of the light pollution most city has… So go out and find a place where there’s not a single light source that can be seen and enjoy your night! This is Vin, signing out. ;) )

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almonds-nsfw-world · 3 days

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Your tight walls clinging to my finger - Wriothesley

.ೃ࿐𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : ̗̀➛ 𝐌𝐃𝐍𝐈

-‘๑’- summary -- Wriothesley teasing you as he has your hands cuffed to the bed - he wanted to try this kink with you to open you up to more pleasurable experiences.

-‘๑’- pairing -- Wriothesley x gn! reader

-‘๑’- status -- pre-established relationship, romantic/ fuck buddies/up to your interpretation

-‘๑’- situation -- bondage, slight domination, fingering you, mentions of orgasm denial and oral sex, his dick is eager to be inside you

The iciness of the metal brushed against the warmth of your skin, causing a gasp to spill from your lips along with the echo of a click - signalling the closing of the chains that bound your wrists.

A shiver ran down your spine as you raised your gaze to glance at him through the thickness of your lashes in an apprehension that left your stomach both bubbling in excitement and tightening in nervousness - wondering whether or not this was the best decision.

"Are you sure it's safe?", you mumbled with a slight frown, feeling the cool air brush against the erect buds on your chest, making you involuntarily tighten your muscles from the sensual touch of the late evening, summer air.

Wriothesely chuckled, the greyness of his boxers clinging to the skin of his thighs while the snowy blue of his eyes stared straight into your own, "Mhm, it is. Why would I ever put you in a situation that would cause you distress?" A teasing smile dangled on the corner of his lips, "you trust me, don't you?"

A scoff slipped from your lips, causing you to pout with a narrowing stare, "Right now, it's quite debatable, Wrio." Your stomach tensed as you felt him slide a finger along the shape of your collarbone, his eyes twinkling in an amusement, "Debatable means there is a chance you do."

He could practically smell the sweet juices that pooled between your legs, the smell of your sex causing his cock to push against the soft material of his underwear - staining it in his leaking precum.

You rolled your eyes, ready to give him a comeback before you felt his lips against your own and the warmth of his tongue sliding along your lower lip in hopes you'd grant him entry.

Your resolve weakened, the clinking and grinding of the metal chains along the bedpost caused a whine to spill from your throat into his mouth as he felt your lips give way to him, allowing his tongue to swirl along your own and trace the walls of your inner cheeks. His hand gently cupped your cheek while the other slid down your inner thigh.

His thumb softly circled around the softness of your skin, feeling your back arch and for your nipples to brush against his chest - the sensation alone nearly left him pulling down his boxer and sliding his cock deep inside you.

But he had to wait.

Your pleasure came first to him.

Always.

You hooked your knee around his waist, pulling him even closer before you felt him hum into the kiss as he slowly leaned back a bit to gaze into your lust filled gaze. A small smile played on his lips as his finger slid upwards towards the wetness of your entrance, "Do you always have to be so stubborn?"

You bit your lip from the sensation, struggling against the cuffs that burned into your skin from the coolness of their icy touch, "I'm not stu-" his lips found themselves upon your own again, causing your eyes to flutter and for a gasp of pleasure to erupt from your throat from the touch of his middle finger tracing the wetness that pooled around your tight hole, leaving you in a shuddering mess.

"Do you trust me now?", he mumbled into the kiss, sliding his finger into the warmth of your walls before gently swirling it around, coating it in your juices as you could only nod. Your eyes shut in ecstasy while your toes curled and your stomach bubbled from the pleasure. "I thought so with the way your tight walls are clinging to my finger", he whispered, his eyes hooded in desire, "I don't think you deserve to cum yet, not after your cheeky remarks." Your eyes widened but before you could protest, his free hand slid down your side, watching the way your muscles tensed and your breath hitched, "Maybe next time, be more honest and maybe then I'll have my tongue inside you instead."

He slid another finger into you while the other moved to cup the skin of your calf.

"How does that sound?"

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chloe-skywalker · 20 hours

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Knock Next Time - Billy Hargrove

Billy x Fem!Reader

Warnings: mention of nudity

Word count: 368

Summary: Max walks in on Billy and Y/n in bed.

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Y/n and Billy had enjoyed themself’s last night. Having had the Hargrove household all to themselves provided the perfect opportunity for them to get intimate. Billy had woken up to the sun shining through the window. Next to him is his gorgeous and sexy Y/n.

Billy decided to wake her up by kissing and sucking along on Y/n’s neck. Which didn’t take long.

“Good morning Handsome.” Y/n smirked up at Billy as he hovered over her having just woken her up.

“Good morning sexy.” Billy smirked back, eyes sparkling with mischief. “You wanna pick up where we left off?”

Y/n licked her lips smiling at his brilliant idea. “I’d love to. . .”

As the couple got into their activities, luckily they didn’t get to far into things because the door to Billy’s room burst open.

“Billy can you take-” Max started but once she saw Billy and Y/n in bed together she stopped before exclaiming. “Oh GOD!”

“Hey Max.” Y/n blushed smiling at the redhead.

“Max what have I said about knocking?” Billy grumbled which Y/n felt since he was laying on top of her.

“Well maybe don’t be naked 24/7.” Max rolled her eyes facing away from them. Not wanting to see anything of either of them.

“Knock next time.” Billy shrugged, not caring.

“Don’t worry I will.” Max scoffed and gagged.

“Good.” He scoffed back.

“Max, what did you want to ask?” Y/n cuts in otherwise she knew just jeep going. The two never stopped bickering, just like blood related siblings.

“I’ll wait.” Max grimaced before she left, closing the door behind her. “Gross.”

“She should listen to me the first time.” Billy mumbled, pissed off.

“Why are you naked all the time?” Y/n asked giggling as she thought about all the times poor Max must’ve walked in on Billy doing God knows what.

“Freedom baby.” Billy smirked, teasing her.

“You're so weird.” Y/n laughed, shaking her head at him.

“Now where were we?” Billy mockingly asked as he dipped his head down with a smirk on his lips at the thoughts running through his head of what they were about to get up to.

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w2soneshots · 3 days

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Early -W2S

Words: 1.9k+

Warnings: pregnancy, birth.

In which the boys surprise you with one last trip before you and Harry become parents but it doesn’t go as expected.

a/n: hey! Haven’t done one for bog in ages so here’s the longest one shot I’ve ever written to make up for it😚. This was a request and I think it turned out really cute, enjoy🫶🏼💕

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y/username: one last trip🫶🏼

Tagged: @wroetoshaw @behzingagram @tobjizzle @faithlousak

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taliamar: can't wait to see you!😘

-> y/username: hurry up!!

faithloisak: no not that pic pahahaha

y/nfanpage21: are they all on a trip together??🥺

user41095623: the horse🫶🏼

Me and Harry have been together for around 7 years and got married a two and a half years ago. We had a very private wedding with just our closest friends and family. Over a year after we got married we decided that we were ready for a baby and were really excited about it. It took just a few months before I had a positive pregnancy test in my hand. I told Harry that night and he was elated. Everyone has been so supportive and the girls are so excited. We also decided to keep the baby's gender a secret so have only been buying gender neutral clothes.

Last month the boys surprised me and Harry with a three day long trip to a huge lodge/ house in wales, the reason it isn't somewhere extravagant (like usual) is because I'm almost 36 weeks pregnant and can't fly. It's going to be JJ, Simon, Josh, Tobi, Ethan, Harry, Freya, Talia, Faith, Olive and me, unfortunately Vik wasn't able to make it due to being busy abroad DJing. Since we're going to be pretty busy once we have a baby the boys wanted to have one last trip before we become parents.

This morning I got up early and got ready. Since we're going to be in the car for a few hours I put on some jeans and a simple white top. Then Harry got up, took a shower and once all our bags were in the car, we left.

Faith called me after a few minutes of driving, "hey!" She said excitedly. "Hi! We just left." I replied. "Same, it took ages to get Olive in the car. One second she was in tears, then she needed her nappy changed... that'll be you soon." She laughed. I sighed "can't wait." I said sarcastically. She giggled "well, I'll see you there!" "Bye!" And with that I put the phone down.

After almost a three hour drive we finally arrived at our destination. Harry got out and quickly ran around the front of the car to help me out. "Hey!" Me and Harry turned around to see Tobi walking towards us. "Alright mate?" Harry asked as they did their little bro handshake. "Ye great, how are you too?" He pulled me into a quick hug. "Really good! I'm excited to have some time to relax and this place is beautiful!" I answered. Before anything else was said Ethan's car pulled up. Faith jumped out excitedly and quickly ran to give me a hug while Ethan got Olive from the back seat. "Hi!" Faith exclaimed. I smiled "how was your drive?" I asked. Faith went on to tell me about the fact Olive was crying the entire time, up until the last five minutes when she inconveniently fell asleep.

I took a picture of the boys outside the house and sent it to the group chat along with a caption telling them to hurry up. JJ arrived a few minutes later, then Josh and Freya. Talia text the group saying that they were going to be late. So we decided to go on a walk and explore.

We grabbed our coats and started walking, Olive being carried by Ethan. After just five minutes we ran into a dog who seemed to be all by himself. Just as Faith knelt down to pet it I pulled my phone out and told her to pose for a picture. She awkwardly smiled at the camera and we all burst out laughing. The owner started running towards us a few seconds later "oh my gosh. I'm so sorry!" She said after calling her dog over. Faith smiled "don't worry about it."

As we continued walking we spotted a beautiful horse in a field across from the one we were in, both me Faith and Freya took a photo. Then we made our way back to the house. All the boys went out in Ethan's car to get the food for the next few days while we chilled. They came back after an hour with a large selection of food and we decided that we were going to have spaghetti bolognaise for dinner.

Simon and Talia finally arrived a while later, just after we started making dinner. Faith started making the sauce and I helped her by cooking the pasta and tidying up as we went. Talia quickly jumped in to take my place once she'd put her bags in her and Simon's shared room, telling me to 'go sit down and relax'. Which is exactly what I did. Sitting down on the couch next to Harry I sighed and placed my legs on his lap. "You alright?" He whispered into my ear. I hummed "yea."

We ate dinner together at the huge dining table and it was delicious. We decided to watch a movie so all sat in the living room. Me and Harry sat in our previous position on the couch, along with Faith, Ethan and JJ while Talia sat on Simon's lap in the arm chair and Tobi, Freya and Josh sat on top of some pillows on floor. We decided on a movie and within an hour JJ was fast asleep. I was fighting to keep my eyes open when Harry spoke "do you wanna go up to bed?" He asked quietly. I just nodded. "Come on then."

We said good night to everyone and Harry helped me upstairs. "Are you alright?" He asked me as I took my makeup off. "Yea, it's just- my back hurts." I replied. He walked over to me and placed a hand on my lower back, gently rubbing circles. I hummed and leaned into his touch. When we finally got into bed Harry wrapped his arms around me and placed his hand on my bump. I rested my hand on top of his and drifted off to sleep.

The next morning I woke up with a strong urge to pee. I slid out of the bed but just before I made it to the ensuite I felt warm liquid trickle down my legs. I looked down "did I just piss myself?" I thought. My eyes widened "no, it's too early!" I whispered to myself. I waddled to the toilet and sat down. "What do I do? We're in the middle of nowhere!" My brain raced, along with my heart.

Once I'd calmed myself down slightly I stood, took a deep breath and went to wake Harry up. "Haz wake up, Harry!" I shook him. He slowly opened his eyes "what is it, babe?" He mumbled. "I think my water just broke." He immediately shot up, now fully awake "what?!" He exclaimed. "Shh, you're gonna wake everyone up!" I whispered.

When we figured out what we were going to do I got changed out of my wet pyjamas and into some sweatpants and one of Harry's t-shirts, brushed my teeth and tied my hair back into a ponytail. All while Harry tried to calm himself down. "How are you so calm right now?" He asked me. I turned my head to him "everything's fine Harry, I've not even had a contraction yet-" just as the words came out of my mouth a tight pain spread through my stomach "ow" Harry rushed over to me "oh shit- are you ok? Are you having a contraction?" He rambled. I nodded "I think so." The pain wasn't that bad (yet) but I was struggling to focus on what Harry was saying.

Once it finished Harry helped me down stairs. I assumed it was really early, like 5am or something but almost everyone was sat in the kitchen. I glanced the clock on the wall, it's half nine. "Hey! Uh is everything ok?" Ethan asked. Me and Harry shared a look. "What's wrong?" Talia stepped toward us. "Uhm- y/n's water just broke." Harry said. All of their eyes widened and their mouths fell open slightly. "What?!" Faith expressed. "So the baby's coming like now?!" Simon asked loudly. "Well, probably in the next few hours." I answered calmly. "No no no, this can't be happening!" JJ nervously started to pace back and forth. Me and Harry giggled slightly at how stressed they all were.

Just as everyone started to calm down I was hit with another contraction. I grabbed onto the counter and my eyes fluttered closed. Harry gently rubbed my back and everyone went silent. I chuckled lightly through the pain "guys I'm fine."

Faith and Talia helped me to the car while Harry pulled together a bag with some of my things. "This will be a good story to tell in ten years." Faith said as we walked out of the front door. I giggled. Once we got to the car I got into the passenger seat and Harry raced out of the house a few seconds later. Everyone waved us off as we pulled out of the driveway "good luck!" Freya shouted.

The nearest hospital was around half an hour away so I had a few painful contractions as Harry drove, nervously glancing over at me as I breathed through them. I called my mum and told her what was going on, she chuckled "it could only happen to you, good luck and call me when she's here!" "Mum we don't know if it's a girl yet." I told her for the one hundredth time since I told her I was pregnant. "Just a feeling!" She exclaimed "I love you." she continued "love you too, bye."

When we finally arrived at the hospital me and Harry walked inside and were almost immediately taken to a room. The doctor checked me out and told me I was almost 7 centimetres dilated and that it wouldn't be long.

She was right because just an hour later I was holding our beautiful baby girl, mum was right. Even though she's early she was checked over immediately and is perfectly healthy. After getting cleaned up a nurse came in to tell me that there were some people in the waiting room that wanted to see me. I told her to let them in, knowing exactly who it was. A few minutes later Talia ran into the room, followed by everyone else. "Oh my god!" She whispered, careful not to wake up the sleeping baby. "Is it a girl?!" Faith whispered. I nodded with tear stained cheeks "yea." All the boys (except Ethan since he was outside with Olive) gave Harry a pat on the back while the girls fussed over me and the baby.

The next day we drove home. Thankfully we'd already installed the baby seat into the car so we could actually take her home. "I still can't believe she's ours." I said as I watched her from my place in the back seat. "Ye, we're actually parents, it's crazy." Harry replied.

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y/username: our baby girl🤍 Our hearts couldn't be more full, welcome to the world little Willow Lewis. Mummy and daddy are so excited to be your parents.

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estesphantom · 11 hours

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could you maybe please do a oneshot when price gets home from a long, torturous deployment and all he wants when he gets home is to see his girl? thank you este <3

Home Sweet Home | John Price x Reader

Summary: John gets home from a tiring mission and all he wants is to see your beautiful face and a warm shower with you.

Warnings: mentions of depression, warfare, extremely fluffy, reader has feminine pronouns, not entirely proofread (I got too excited), lots of descriptions

A/N: Thanks for the request. I loved this idea. I love taking suggestions!! They’re open if you’d like to request one. :)

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You hadn’t heard from your fiancé in days. He was a busy man, of course, being a Captain of a task force he had willed to be and his job required him to be out on deployments for months at a time. Not being involved in the military, you weren’t too sure of what he did during deployments and he wasn’t one for talking when it came to discussing his missions. You’d never pry — you saw his drained face whenever he’d step into the door after a mission, the color would always be drained unlike the days before he had left.

He never let you read the mission reports or hear much about the gruesome things that had been done. You knew he meant well. Some people needed to get their hands dirty so the rest of the world’s can stay clean. Never once had you had a doubt of John being a good man with good intentions. You weren’t naive; you knew he had killed people and went to gruesome lengths to get missions done, but deep down, you knew he was saving the world.

So, for that, you’d show your appreciation by keeping the home tidy and his face full with lipstick marks and lipgloss. He adored you more than you could ever know and spoiled you like you could never run out of things to buy. You were the perfect couple. Distance only makes the heart grow fonder, which probably was the reason as to why you two love each other so much.

Communication wasn’t something that you and John could achieve so easily when he was on deployments. He was always busy or at a place that had no connection at all, so you were often left to your own devices while he was out there changing the world. But, you knew what you were getting in to the moment you got engaged. You couldn’t blame this on him.

So, you could only imagine the agony you dealt with while awaiting you fiancé’s arrival. The moment he’d open the door and swoop you into his large arms, spinning you around and peppering your face in kisses. You could only knit blankets and read many pages of a long and unfulfilling book before you found yourself staring at John’s cold side of the bed.

It was four weeks into John’s deployment and you weren’t taking it the best. What could you say? He was your soulmate. You couldn’t help but worry sick for your lover and only hope he could return as soon as possible. Midnights were always hell for you because of the loneliness it ensured. Your body would toss and turn in bed before it found itself cuddling a pillow in place of him. This time around, you were fed up with tossing and turning and decided to get a break from your bed and stumble downstairs for a cold glass of milk and a rice krispie.

Your eyes were heavy as metal while the cold milk poured into the glass cup. The night was silent and all that could be heard in your house was the ice dispenser working in your refrigerator. You shoved the milk carton into your fridge and lumbered over towards your couch to enjoy your milk and rice krispie while you stare off into the distance with not a thought behind your eyes, thanks to the drowsiness.

Mid crunch in and you had already settled into a serene calm while you wondered what John was up to. Your loud chewing came to a halt while you heard an engine outside of your house. You swallowed hard. Immediately you had bolted up from your couch to look outside of your window to see John’s car in the driveway. You were sent into a frenzy.

Your body immediately stepped over to the door and unlocked it to find John lumbering his duffle bags tiredly. Your heart skipped a beat as you contemplated yelling out to him. He might have been sensitive to yelling at the moment considering he just came back from unpleasant warfare.

As he stepped closer, he looked up to see your face. For a split moment before he realized it was you, his face looked tortured, tired, and rugged. He’d been through a lot. His face when he saw you was the complete opposite. Though it had twinges of pain in it, there was nothing but relief in his eyes as he approached the door and you squealed out, running up and jumping after he dropped his duffles down.

“Careful, doll,” he chuckles deeply as his large hands cup your bottom. He smelled musky, a hint of gunpowder and metal.

You could feel his deep exhale of relief as he wouldn’t let go of you as if it were the last time he could hug you like that. Not a complaint was uttered out of your lips as you let him hold you for as long as he wanted.

“I missed you way too much,” you smile as he gently lets you down and his hand cups your face to feel if you were real. To him, you were an angel from above coming to save him and bring him to eternal heaven where you could be together forever.

“I’m dirty, baby,” he chuckles, moving pulling away a hand that you tried to kiss. “‘need a shower. You free?” he teased, playing with the hemline of your pajama tee. You giggled at his cheekiness and took his hand to lead him to your shared bathroom.

The shower wasn’t what it usually would be; excitement, lust, steamy. John wanted to engulf himself in your presence and hold onto it like it would slip away if he let go ever so slightly. The way he looked at you while the water trickled down the both of your faces made you want to discover a way to get rid of every ounce of pain he held.

His eyes looked at you as if you were the sun after a rainy day. Longing, happy, safe. He felt safe with you. He didn’t have to remind himself to look out for bullets, to watch his six, to keep track of his men. He was just safe. His soon to be wife was here with him after he had seen nothing but cruelty and blood for four weeks straight and he was ready to do nothing but relax with you.

“You don’t know a fraction of how much I missed you,” he tells you as you rub his face with a facial wash soap. His eyes were almost sunken in as he tells you this. You kiss his nose.

“You can tell me all about it when you’re well rested, okay? We can have breakfast in bed and everything,” you comfort him lovingly as he is slowly breaking out of his flight-or-fight shell he forces himself into to survive.

He nods and kisses the top of your head, “I love you more than you’ll ever know.” His thumb rubs the washed off mascara from your eyelids.

To some people, he might’ve sounded like a sad, broken record. Or maybe even a love-sick puppy. And he might have been. But, to you, this was all you wanted. You stayed up until dawn some nights thinking about John and how poor his life may be whenever he’s out in the field all alone with no one to genuinely talk to about his feelings and sorrows.

Then, he comes home to you, and is able to be comfortable.

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missmielyhoran · 7 hours

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Familiarity

in which you and Harry have a strange relationship...

Sugar Daddy!Harry Styles × Sugar Baby!Reader

[Warning- Angst, Little fluff, children, sadness, Harry being filthy rich]

Masterlist

*****

You were painting your nails when you heard the knock on the door. You got up from the floor fanning your hands in the air to dry down the nails.

You opened the door and there he was the same old man who visits you every weekend. Alberto, his name, you got to know after a few weeks in.

He hands you a new bag full of brand new clothes like every weekend, you take them with a smile and close the door as he starts ascending down the stairs.

You set the bag down on the floor where you were sitting previously when your phone buzzed. You picked it up from the floor and looked at the text sent by him.

Be ready at 5.

That was all it was, always. He was never the man of many words you got to know. You sighed as you took out the outfit he sent you this time.

It was an oversized sweater and a plaid skirt. This weirded you out at first. You expected a sexy lingerie or dress at first, but he never sent you anything like that. It was always casual outfits like this.

The clock stared back at you. It was 3 already, and if you didn't want to be late, you had to get up and get ready.

You had whole weeks to yourself but weekends you had to day how he wanted you to, every single step. He gave you shampoo, to body wash, skincare everything and that only reserved for weekends. Yes, if you liked something you could use it everyday and he paid for everything and even more.

He was sort of like your sugar daddy, well who were you kidding you did found him on sugar daddy website. Well not you technically, it was your best friend, Taylor. She was the one who suggested you go on the website when you were struggling to pay for your college, she was also the one who found him.

You couldn't even say no when you saw him. Those beautiful eyes held so much familiarity that you just couldn't.

He pays for you everything, from college to your groceries, everything anything. In return, you just had to play dress up and go on a date with him, not even sex which you were mentally prepared for, well sort of.

You got on with your usual routine of showering, washing your hair, putting on moisturizer, sunscreen, and then getting started with the same makeup you always did on weekends for him. Simple makeup, no foundation, and a bold red lip.

Soon enough, it was 5, and Alberto was on your doorstep, ready to take you with him. You got in the car. Very luxury car, something you only saw in your dreams.

Your heart was racing, even though it was a deal which you have been doing for the past 7 months you didn't know when it became more than that.

I mean, can you blame the girl for falling for a tall, hot, rich, generous man? with eyes like his? you were bound to.

Car stopped, and so did you thoughts. Alberto stood with open door, you got out and saw what was a small restaurant nothing fancy but not bad, it looked cozy.

You walked inside and saw it was empty, all the chairs were made but not a single person was there not even staff, from what you could see and guess with your intuition of knowing him for past 7 months, there was not more than 3 to 4 staff inside.

There, he was sitting on the bar stool, the lights from the small bar illuminating his side profile. His messy hair fell on his face just right, his ring cladded fingers holding the whiskey glass. He was dressed in nothing fancy himself, a simple orange sweater, and blue jeans.

You slid in beside him, catching his attention. His face lit up in a smile, and you just melted.

"You're here" He said, breathing out looking at you up and down. Your cheeks turned flaming red under gaze, "You look beautiful" He said, looking up into your eyes.

"Thank you" You mumble out. You didn't know why you felt this shy. You should be used to it by now, but his charm, his face, his hair, everything just made you fall and fall deeper.

You guys talked like you do, him telling you all about his week from his hectic work, the meetings, the annoying investors, to his daughter going through her runner phase.

Oh yes, he has a daughter, Aira who is 7 and going through her runner phase. She runs anywhere and everywhere whenever she gets a chance.

He shows you the pic of her showing off the teeth she lost yesterday, and you smiled. She had his eyes and curls and was an adorable child. He always kept you updated on her every single detail about her, and it never felt odd. Which you should have cause she was a stranger's child, to be honest, but she felt like your own.

It was late when you stumbled out of the bar with him. His arms around your torso holding you so you wouldn't fall down on your face.

You squealed when he picked you up in a swing, followed by a hearty laugh, which made him laugh also.

It felt like this had been happening for so long, not just 7 months or so but forever. It was as if he had been picking you up like this for years, but it wasn't. Was it?

It further got proven when he called you the name he always does, "Cherry". It would've been cute if you would've fed into your delusions and thought it was a nickname he gave you, but no.

The contract, the talk, you weren't here on a real date with him no, you were playing a part. You were not you but Cherry, his first love the one he couldn't have.

He slid in beside you, his arms around your shoulders. You put your head on his and closed your eyes. You wanted to sleep, fall into a deep slumber with his smell all around you forgetting who and what you were here for just him and him only.

So, you did. You fell asleep.

Harry smiled when he saw you fell asleep on his shoulder. It was your usual habit, every car ride no matter how long or short you fall asleep.

He sighed as he pushed some hair away from your face, your cheeks still red from all the booze, you were never one to hold liquor.

It was a sweet torture for him, this whole thing, this whole persona, yours and his both.

Alberto stopped the car in front of your apartment complex that was also chosen by him. He got out first carefully not to wake you up and rounded around to your side and picked you up to start to walk towards your apartment.

The familiarity of those steps always made him tear up, can't blame a guy for being emotional, right?

The routine had become so usual for him that he could do it with his eyes closed.

So, he opened the door, walked towards your room, and set you down on the bed. He took off your shoes and jewelries he knew you don't wear every day and set them on your nightstand.

Taking off his sweater, he walked out of the room to get some water when he heard the sound. He looked down and saw the cat circling around his legs purring.

"Yes Evie, still doing your witchcraft, huh?" He said, chuckling. He sat down and gave her all the belly rubs and scratches, "You being a good girl for Mama? I know you are" He said, kissing her forehead and getting up.

He took out the cold water bottle from the fridge, knowing you would have a headache in the morning.

He set everything on the nightstand and then slid in beside you. You smell engulfed him, and he melted into the bed.

For the first hour, he just watched you sleep. Was it creepy? totally, but he couldn't help it. He never could.

His phone buzzed, taking him out of the trance. He smiled when he saw the selfie Aira had sent him with her gummy smile.

Grandma made me pancakes for dinner.

How much did you bribe her darling?

I didn't! She loves me

That is true. Still

When you will be back Dada?

On Monday morning love

Okay

He heard the voice note say. She still couldn't type properly, but god did she sent him voicenotes.

Are you with Mama?

His heart stopped for a second as he looked over at you sleeping beside him. It was a difficult situation. It was difficult for an adult while she was just a kid. He couldn't even think how she was coping.

Yes my love.

Tell her I love her and miss her.

I will. Now go to sleep or I will sell all your toys.

He chuckled when a shrill No came in the reply. He put the phone down and shifted closer to you and brought you into his arms, and as always, you fitted right into it.

He kissed your forehead and closed his eyes, "One day Cherry. One day you will remember me"

*****

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frickingnerd · 3 days

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put your sweet lips on mine

pairing: weiss schnee x gn!reader

summary: weiss asks you for a kiss... well, kind of!

“i need you to do me a favour!”

weiss stood in front of you, something about her appearance clearly… different.

“sure, what's the favour?”

“i need you to kiss me!”

you thought you misheard her.

“i'm sorry, what…?”

“i want to wear this lipstick but i need to make sure it won't smudge!”

a soft chuckle left your lips. without saying another word, you stepped forward and lifted weiss’ chin gently, before pressing your lips onto hers.

when you pulled away again after a couple seconds, your face hovered close to hers and you smiled amused.

“if you wanted a kiss, you could've just asked~”

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yourimagines · 2 days

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Hi, can you perhaps write a one shot about the new fallout series. Perhaps about Maximus?

love your stories ❤️

Sure, I really like the series, as a gamer myself.

I hope you like this one ❤️

Wanderer

* English is not my first language I apologise

* Gif is not mine

* Triggers: Swearing, Blood, and Fluff

Y/N POV

The sun was shining down on me as I walked through the desert waste land. Sweat and blood were dripping down my skin, a bullet hole was on my right side of my shoulder and the headache I was having was getting worse by the minute. “I think I’m going crazy…” A loud explosion was heard in the distance, a shot of pain shoot through my head, causing me to shut my eyes. “Ahh…” my hand went up to my face as I fell down on my knees. “Please don’t let me die…” I slowly opened my eyes, trying to stay awake. My vision was blurry and my knees started to hurt from all the hot sand beneath them. I slowly fell flat down on my chest as a shadow started to cover me, I tilted my head up and saw something standing close to me. My eyes slowly rolled back and my face fell down again as I lost my consciousness.

Everything was pitch black, a weird uncomfortable feeling was flowing through my body. I felt heavy but also light, as something was carrying me. I tried everything, moving my arms, opening my eyes but nothing happened so panic started to creep in. I felt trapped in my own body without knowing what was happening to me.

Maximus POV

I saw a beautiful young woman wandering all alone under the desert sun, she was almost passed out when I spotted her. She’s probably wounded and dehydrated from all the heat. So I thought let’s go help her out, look if she needs some help but when I finally got to her she fell down, losing her consciousness. “I’ve got you.” I carefully picked her up and carried her out of the burning sun. She looked beautiful, she’s not from up here as her blue, yellow clothing and she wasn’t smelling bad, she had access to water. She could be from a vault or something.

I lay her down on the cold floor and checked her for some injuries. She had a view cuts and one bullet hole on the right side of her shoulder. I carefully took a better look at her shoulder and saw that the bullet went all the way through her shoulder, meaning it wasn’t there anymore. “You need a sting pack immediately.” I got out of my suit and grabbed the sting pack from my left arm. I kneeled down next to her and carefully injected the needle into her soft skin. “You’re going to be okay.”

Y/N POV

I woke up all alone in an old building with a sore shoulder. “Urgh…” my head was still pounding from all the heat and dehydration. I slowly sat up and saw a young man sitting in front of me, smiling at me. “Hi.” His voice sounded low and soft as he greeted me. “Hi.” My voice sounded a bit hoarse and not so sweet as usual. “You passed out because you were wounded, I fixed that problem for you.” He pointed at my shoulder. “Thank you….” “Maximus. My name is Maximus.” I nodded and took a look at my shoulder. “Why? Why did you help me, Maximus?” My shoulder was still hurting but the wound itself was looking way better than it was before. “Why not?” I looked back at him, he looked a bit confused. “Because we don’t know each other, I could have killed you.” He shrugged his shoulders and looks down at his hands. “Maybe but you needed help. And I do the right thing by helping people.”

Maximus POV

She was right but that’s not how I want to be, ignoring the people who need my help. I’m a knight now and I should help them. “Okay, well maybe I can help you out then, so tell me where are you heading?” “Las Vegas, I’m on a mission to save the world.” I saw her lips curl up, trying not to laugh. “Yeah, Yeah, I know it sounds stupid…” she shook her head as her cheeks got a rosy colour. “No it’s not, I-I’m also on my way to Las Vegas.” I was surprised, she was going to the same place. “Why?” “To find the person who shot me.” She pointed at her shoulder. “Okay, well we could go together, I mean it’s better than travelling alone.” She nodded and stood up. “Okay, let’s go then.” I smiled and stood up as well. “Have you ever flown before?”

She was clinging onto the suit as I flew us through the air. “Are you okay?” She had her eyes closed, probably afraid of falling down. She only nodded and I knew that I needed to land. I slowly went down and wrapped my arm around her as my feet touched the ground. She carefully opened her eyes and saw we were back on the ground. “We walk the rest.” I slowly placed her down on the ground. She nods and starts to walk.

Y/N POV

Max was a great companion to have in these harsh conditions. The loneliness was getting to my head and everyone I met wanted to kill me, just because I’m from a vault. “We should take a rest.” His robotic voice said to me. “Yeah, my legs hurt.” I sat down against an old wall, just out of the sun. He did the same but still in his suit. “You should take some sleep, you need it for your shoulder.” I wasn’t sure about that one, sleeping with a stranger. Yes he saved me but who says he doesn’t do anything to me, like selling me for caps. “I won’t do anything to you, I trust you and you should trust me. We are companions now.” I nodded and tried to get comfortable but everything felt uncomfortable. “I can’t, my shoulder hurts and the sand irritates my skin.” I felt a mental breakdown coming up as my eyes started to prick. “Come here.” He patted on his lap and I got shy. “Uhh you sure?” He nods and moved his legs a bit, getting comfortable by himself. I moved shyly to him and crawled into his lap. “Better right?” I was blushing very hard and hide my face against his metal chest. “I’ll keep watch, just rest a bit.”

I don’t want to admit it but I slept very good on his metal suit. His suit was cold outside the sun and it made me feel better. “Are you okay?” He asks me as we walked through the dessert again. “Yes, are you?” He nods and looks around. “I think we are almost there.” I stayed close to him as we walked over a hill. “I think we are here.” I said as I pointed to the city down the hill. “Well, thank you for your company Maximus.” I said to him, he nodded slowly and looked back at the town. “You sure you want to do this on your own?” I sighed and nodded. “Yes, we both have a different mission to achieve, but after this I would love to be your companion again.” He walks over to me and his large robotic hand moved up to my head. “Be careful.” I smiled up at him, feeling the butterflies in my stomach. “I will, be careful as well Max.” With that I walked away from him, heading to my own battle I had to fight as he flew over me, to fight his battle on his own.

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cheynovak · 3 days

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Payback Part 2

Soldier boy x F/ plus size reader

Warnings: 18+, cursing, smut, unprotected sex, age difference, Soldier boy (yes he is a warning)

MINORS DON'T INTERACT!

Side note: English isn’t my first language. ��

*Does not follow The Boys storyline *

Story:

Y/N an old friend high school friend of Hughie, was the most beautiful girl in school, or so did her boyfriend think. She was the only girl who wasn’t a cheerleader or popular IT girl that got the quarterbacks attention. Now years later, Y/N finds out her man has been cheating on her for some time.

So, she did what any of us would do, spend a night with soldier boy.

The next morning.

As the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, Y/N stirred from her slumber, her body still tingling from the intensity of the night before. If her body hadn’t felt this way, she would have sworn it had been a dream.

Beside her, lay Ben, his rugged features softened by sleep. As he stirred awake, he leaned in to kiss her neck, his beard brushing against her skin sending a wave of delicious shivers down her spine. "Good morning," he murmured huskily, his lips trailing kisses along her neck as his hands roamed her body with a familiarity that made her heart race.

Y/N couldn't help but let out a contented sigh, but as his hands continued to explore, she couldn't ignore the ache that had settled in her muscles from their passionate night together. "Ben... I'm still sore from last night," she confessed softly, a mixture of pleasure and pain dancing in her voice.

But Ben's lips curved into a mischievous smile, his eyes twinkling with desire. "Don't worry, sweetheart," he whispered, his voice low and seductive. "I'll make sure to take care of you."

Feeling the gentle rhythm of Ben's hands soothing her tired muscles, Y/N couldn't help but relax into his touch. His suggestion of a hot shower sounded like just the remedy she needed to chase away the last remnants of soreness from their passionate night.

"Sounds perfect," she murmured, her voice laced with anticipation as she stretched lazily beneath his touch.

With a smile, Ben climbed out of bed and extended his hand to Y/N, pulling her up with him. Together, they made their way to the bathroom, the steam from the hot water already filling the room with a comforting warmth.

As they stepped into the shower, the hot water cascading over their bodies, Y/N felt the tension begin to melt away. She sighed with contentment as Ben's strong hands massaged her shoulders, the heat of the water easing the ache in her muscles with each passing moment.

His hands, once focused on easing the tension from her shoulders, began to explore her body with a newfound urgency, igniting a fire within her that threatened to consume them both.

As Ben's touch grew bolder, tracing tantalizing patterns across her skin, Y/N felt a surge of desire coursing through her veins. Her breath hitched as his fingers danced over to her breasts, pinching her nipples sending shivers down her spine.

Lost in the heat of the moment, Y/N pressed herself closer to Ben, her back flat against his body. His lips sucking soft at her neck and shoulders. Feeling Ben's fingers tracing teasing circles between her legs, Y/N couldn't help but tense up, the soreness from their previous encounters still lingering in her body.

Sensing her discomfort, he reacted immediately, his movements deliberate as he turned her around and gently pushed her back against the shower wall. With a soft gasp, Y/N felt the cool tiles against her skin as Ben knelt down before her, his eyes filled with warmth and desire as he lifted her leg onto his shoulder.

Y/N's breath hitched as Ben's lips trailed kisses along her inner thigh, his movements slow and deliberate as he worshipped her with a tenderness that took her breath away.

As Ben's lips and tongue continued their tantalizing descent towards her core, Y/N's breath caught in her throat, anticipation coursing through her veins like wildfire. She felt the heat of his breath against her skin, sending shivers of anticipation rippling through her body.

With a soft gasp, Y/N pressed herself closer to the wall, her fingers tangled in his hair.

"Relax, sweetheart," he whispered, against her core. "Just let go and enjoy." With those words, Y/N felt herself surrendering to the sensation. “You liked the pain last night, I’m sure you can handle this.” He breathed hard.

As Ben's lips finally met her most intimate place, Y/N's head spun with ecstasy, her fingers clawing at the tiled wall for support. His tongue danced with a skilful finesse, exploring her with a reverence that left her trembling with need.

Each flick of his tongue sent waves of pleasure and pain coursing through her body, building to a crescendo of ecstasy that threatened to consume her whole. She arched her back, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she surrendered herself completely to the overwhelming tide of sensation.

A cry of ecstasy tore from her lips, echoing off the walls of the shower as she was consumed by the blissful oblivion of release. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, his voice filled with concern. Y/N nodded, a lazy smile playing on her lips. "More than okay," she murmured. “Good.” He smiled mischievous.

As the first waves of pleasure subsided, Ben's touch didn't falter. Instead, he continued to show his devotion, his fingers now exploring her with a new sense of urgency. With each skilled movement, he pumped two fingers inside her while sucking at her sensitive clit.

Her nails digging into his shoulder as she surrendered herself completely to the pleasure coursing through her veins. With each thrust of his fingers, Ben brought her closer and closer to another release, his movements becoming faster and more relentless with each passing moment.

The warm water from the shower cascaded over them, easing the soreness and calming it down to dizzying pleasure. Y/N's moans filled the air. The sensation was intense, almost overwhelming, but Y/N found herself craving more. She rocked her hips against his hand, meeting his movements with a hunger that bordered on desperation.

Ben added a third finger, stretching her to accommodate his touch. Ben brought her closer and closer to the edge, his touch relentless and unforgiving in its pursuit of her release. “Good girl, you're amazing," he murmured, his voice filled with admiration. "So beautiful, so responsive..."

“Take what you need, sweetheart.” Y/N's breath caught in her throat at his words, a blush rising to her cheeks at the intensity of his praise. His fingers continued to stroke her inside, sending her again over the edge of ecstasy.

As Ben rose to his feet, his lips cover her breast, Y/N's breath caught in her throat, a shiver of anticipation running down her spine. As his mouth closed around her nipple, she gasped, her fingers tangling in his hair as she arched into his touch.

The sensation was electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body as Ben's teeth grazed her sensitive flesh. Earning him another moan before turning Y/N around, he caressed the bruise on her behind from their passionate encounter the night before.

"Does it hurt?" Ben asked softly. Y/N shook her head, a small smile tugging at her lips. "It's okay," she reassured him. "It's worth it." He smiled while kneading the flesh. “Good.”

As Y/N felt Ben's erection pressing against her. With a gasp of anticipation, she pressed herself closer to him, feeling the heat of his arousal against her skin. "Are you going to be a good girl and take me one more time?" he whispered, his breath hot against Y/N's ear.

"Only if you promise to be gentle," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. Ben's lips curved into a devilish grin as he leaned in closer, his hands roaming over her body with a hunger that bordered on desperation.

"I'm never gentle, sweetheart," Ben whispered, his voice husky with desire as he pressed Y/N against the shower wall. "But I'll make sure you enjoy every moment of it."

With a primal hunger burning in his eyes, Ben entered Y/N with a rough urgency that made her gasp in pleasure and pain. He took her hard, pulling her hips to him with an intensity that left her breathless, their bodies moving together in a raw and primal rhythm. Y/N's nails scratched against the tiles trying to cope with the incense feeling.

"Fuck, you're still so fucking tight, Sweetheart," he groaned, his breath hot against Y/N's skin. Y/N whimpered at his words, her body responding eagerly to his rough touch. She arched against him, "I love the way you react, so needy for more. Needy for a real man to fuck you."

"You want me to take you hard and fast." Y/N nodded frantically, her mind clouded with desire as Ben's words sent her senses reeling. She surrendered herself completely to him, lost in the overwhelming ecstasy. “That’s it, scream my name, come on my dick sweetheart.”

Before Y/N even was able to take a breath from her orgasmn, Ben's voice took on a commanding tone, sending shivers down Y/N's spine as she eagerly awaited his next words. "On your knees," he commanded, his voice firm and authoritative.

Y/N obeyed without hesitation, sinking to her knees before him, her eyes ablaze with desire. "Open that dirty mouth of yours," Ben continued, his words sending a thrill of anticipation coursing through Y/N's body.

With trembling hands, she complied, parting her lips to receive him, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she awaited his touch. "Good girl," Ben praised, his voice laced with approval as he guided himself into her waiting mouth.

Y/N moaned around him, her senses overwhelmed by the taste and feel of him filling her mouth completely. "That's it, take it all," he commanded, his voice thick with desire. "Fuck, you're such a filthy little slut for me. I love it."

Y/N moaned around him, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body. She gripped his thigh tighter, eager to please him in any way she could.

"You're so fucking good at this, sweetheart." Ben groaned, his hips rocking against her mouth with increasing urgency. "You're my little cock-hungry whore, aren't you?"

Y/N whimpered in response, her desire mounting with each filthy word that fell from Ben's lips. She sucked him eagerly, her tongue swirling around him in a desperate attempt to drive him wild with pleasure.

Feeling Ben's hands tighten in her hair, thrusts getting sloppy and eager. Y/N's heart raced with anticipation as she awaited his release. With each thrust, his movements grew more urgent, driving him closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

"You're taking what I give you," he growled, his tone firm and authoritative. "And you're going to swallow every last drop of it, understand?" She eagerly nodded her head in agreement.

And then, with a primal roar of pleasure, Ben released himself into her waiting mouth, his hot, salty essence flooding her senses and leaving her gasping for breath. Y/N swallowed eagerly, her tongue working to capture every last drop of his ecstasy as she savoured the taste of him on her tongue.

In the meantime

As Hughie and Annie got out of their room, the sound of moans echoing from the bathroom caught their attention. With a knowing glance exchanged between them, they couldn't help but smile, the familiarity of the situation not lost on either of them.

"Hear that?" Annie whispered, her lips quirking into a playful smile. Hughie chuckled softly, shaking his head in amusement. "Looks like Y/N and Jack had a good night."

Annie nodded, her expression softening with affection. "Yeah, seems like Jack really made up for his mistakes from last night." Hughie's smile widened as he wrapped an arm around Annie, pulling her closer to him. "He loves her, he always did, I have no idea way he said all those things last night. But he sure is making up for it.”

Annie leaned into his embrace, her gaze lingering on the door where the sounds of passion continued to drift through. "I'm glad they found their way back to each other." she murmured, a note of wistfulness in her tone.

Hughie pressed a kiss to her forehead, his touch gentle and reassuring. "Me too," he whispered, his voice filled with warmth and affection.

As Hughie and Annie made their way downstairs, Hughie's eyes widened in disbelief as he watched Jack folding a blanket on the couch, a puzzled frown creasing his brow. If Jack was down here, then who was upstairs with Y/N?

Annie's hand tightened around Hughie's arm, her expression mirroring his shock. "Wait... if Jack's here, then..." her voice trailed off, realization dawning on her. Hughie's heart pounded in his chest as he pieced together the puzzle. "Soldier boy." he muttered

Jack revealed what he had witnessed the previous night. Hughie's jaw tightened, a wave of concern washing over him. Hoping his best friend had a good explanation.

"Are you sure, that doesn’t sound like something Y/N would do?" Hughie asked but just as he said that Ben entered the room, his demeanour was calm and collected, completely unbothered by the tension that hung in the air. His eyes met Hughie and Annie's, and he offered them a warm smile, as if he hadn't a care in the world.

"Morning," he greeted casually, carrying a wide grin looking at Jack. "Sleep well?" Hughie and Annie exchanged a glance, their surprise still evident on their faces.

“You seem... Happy?” Annie said with hesitance, Ben chuckled softly, running a hand through his wet hair. "Well, let's just say I had a good night, and an even better morning." he replied cryptically, a knowing twinkle in his eyes.

The jovial atmosphere shattered in an instant as Jack's voice boomed through the room, his anger palpable as he confronted Ben with accusations flying. "Who the hell do you think you are, having sex in my bed with my girlfriend?" Jack's voice thundered, his fists clenched at his sides as he glared at Ben with fiery intensity.

Ben's expression remained calm, though a flicker of surprise crossed his features at Jack's outburst. "Jack, calm down," he said with a smirk. "You clearly told them you didn’t want her.” Ben took his coffee out of his hands.

“Not fuck worthy are the words I recall you used.” He took a sip. “Well fuck me buddy but that girlfriend of yours... Fucks like a pornstar buddy. And that mouth of hers... Fuck she really can take a man anywhere, can’t she.”

“But you already knew that huh.” Ben continued. “I mean, I get why you chose her, total package wouldn’t you agree? Housewife by night, slut by night.” He took another sip, “What I don’t understand is why you fuck another when you have her for the taken.”

“I mean, if you can’t handle her buddy, well, some other man will.”

The room fell into a heavy silence as Ben's words hung in the air, each syllable dripping with provocation. Jack's jaw clenched, his fists tightening at his sides as he struggled to contain his rising anger.

Jack was beyond reason. "You son of a..." Jack's voice trembled with fury, his eyes blazing with intense anger. But Ben remained unfazed, his expression smug as he continued to taunt Jack with graphic descriptions.

"She was insatiable," Ben taunted, a smirk playing on his lips. "Those moans of hers... you should've heard them. Made me want to make her come again and again."

Jack's hands balled into fists, his knuckles turning white with the force of his grip. His anger boiled over, a primal instinct took over and before he knew he hit Ben’s cheek.

Surprised he didn’t even flinched Jack took a step back. "Jack, stop!" Hughie pleaded, his voice tinged with desperation as he tried to calm his friend's rage. “You’re not winning this fight.”

Y/N's heart pounded with a mixture of anger and hurt as she watched the tense standoff between Jack and Ben unfold. The betrayal cut deep, leaving her feeling raw and vulnerable.

Pushing through the tumult of emotions, Y/N stepped forward, her voice trembling with barely contained fury. "Jack, what the hell are you still doing here?" she demanded, her words laced with accusation while she poured a cup of coffee.

Jack's gaze flickered to Y/N, his expression a mixture of shame and regret. "Why him? Y/N, I..." he began, his voice faltering as he struggled to find the right words.

But Y/N wasn't interested in excuses. "You cheated on me," she spat, her eyes blazing with righteous indignation. "After everything we've been through, you go and do something like this?"

She leaned against the cabin next to Ben. He could see how she carefully walked over, proud of how sore he made her. “Did you really think I wouldn’t find out? And better yet, I wouldn’t find a way to hurt you back?”

Ben remained silent, his gaze fixed on Y/N with a mixture of sympathy and concern. Hughie and Annie exchanged a glance, “Wait what?” Annie tried to recap. “Jack cheated? So, you slept with Soldier boy, that’s it?”

“Hm-hm.” she nodded while taking a sip. Trying to hold it together.

"I think it's time for you to leave, Jack." she said, her voice cold and final. “Where do I need to go?” She laughed soft.” I don’t know and I don’t care. Perhaps the woman you spend last night with and god knows how many nights before that.”

Later that morning

As Hughie and Annie fetched the car, Ben lingered at the door, his gaze on Y/N with a mixture of longing and uncertainty.

"So eh ..." he asked softly. Y/N met his gaze with a friendly smile, her eyes filled with warmth and gratitude. "Thank you for last night and this morning." she said sincerely, her tone gentle but firm. "It was... great. But that's all it was."

"Good, were on the same page" Ben replied quietly. "But eh, I’ll be back here, no way in hell I'm letting this go.” His eyes roamed her body once more, taking every curve in, making her laugh softly, feeling a little shy. “I’m counting on it.” She kissed his lips once more.

With a final nod, he turned and walked to the car, "Take care of yourself, Sweetheart."

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bbtoni · 3 days

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Kimi antonelli x reader

Pure fluff

Laying on his chest was always something he would let you do.

Simply your smaller body than his made grow so protective over you.

The way your chest would go up and down with his like you're where two persons one body

The first night you weren't even lying on Kimi his chest no it was his back that were your pillow for the night it was his big, muscular back that i something you would sleep on so many nights while people see that he got the nickname pillow

Kimi he wasn't ashamed of it, he were your pillow not anybody else's pillow yours and only yours

He trained his back and chest extra good for you just so he knew you would be comfortable with your own pillow

Sometimes He would tease you like in front of somebody

Kimi would often find himself with light back pain but your were just laying wrong on him

He would also ask you if you would mind spooning with him because his trainer said it wasn't really good for his back but sometimes it be okay

Kimi would love to have your face in his chest.

In some way it was your second pillow on his beautiful body that he didn't just train for formula 2 and with hope to get in formula 1 he also did it for you.

Even if he didn't train that much you would always love him and of course his body

You also love his hair, often he would wake up with you playing with it but with friends over and in public you would get shy most of the time

He returns the favor with playing with your hair in front of them simply using all his focus on this part

You were never a morning person more likely to wake up at 12 AM on a Sunday but when Kimi was laying next to you, you would wake up like 10:30 AM which for you was a massive gap.

Of course if he would race on the weekends he would wake you up talk to you not expecting a talk back

You always adored him for that, to also love your morning person and understanding it better than yourself

One time he brought you breakfast sadly your also not a big breakfast fan but he still ate with you on the bed watching how the sun gets up

In winter you would always feel down because of the lack of sun you are getting in those months.

At times you would get lost in his eyes he would simply talk to you about the race or his day something he usually also do but those time you would admire his eyes the most

His brown eyes at a muster you never saw before and immediately feel in love with

Sometimes you would see a glimpse of green in them but just at ware times you sadly didn't figure out yet

Your eyes we're magical to him he got lost in them mostly in the morning when you would be to focused on his hair than his eyes

#kimi antonelli x reader #x y/n #x reader #kimi antonelli #f2 x reader #spotify #imagine #fluff #fluffy

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rox-ngw · 3 days

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The real barbie is y/n

Y/n can literally be anything and anyone whether it’s a doctor,criminal, police officer, dentist, student, photographer, influencer, teacher, seamstress, physician, psychologist, shopkeeper, videographer, chef, nurse ect ect

#y/n #tumblr girls #yn #x y/n #barbie

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almonds-nsfw-world · 2 days

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Death's Embrace - Blade

.ೃ࿐𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 : ̗̀➛

-‘๑’- summary -- you heal Blade's wounds, the smell of his blood clings to the air and you worry for him since his healing abilities cannot heal everything. (sfw)

-‘๑’- pairing -- Blade x gn! reader

-‘๑’- status -- stellaron hunters/ co-workers

-‘๑’- situation -- safe for everyone to read, mentions of death and desire for peace, canon personality, angst, perhaps some comfort.

"It's not healthy for you to keep on doing this...just because you can heal yourself doesn't mean your abilities will heal it all", you whispered, the smell of bitter iron clinging to the air like flies to a trap.

It sent a shiver down your spine.

"Sooner or later, you'll tire yourself out", your fingers worked on wrapping a bandage around his bicep, covering the stitches you had sown into his skin while the scars that adorned his skin caused your eyes to fill with a sadness that plagued you like the mara that's bound to his torment.

"I don't need your help, nor your pity", his words were firm and direct and his voice hoarse from exhaustion, his eyes closed whilst he's perched upon the softness of his mattress, sitting crossed legged with you beside him, "I'm only doing this to ease Kafka's worries. Not yours."

Your gaze fell, his blood staining the skin of your fingertips before you lowered your fingers, grabbing another set of bandages, "It doesn't matter", you softly spoke. Your fingers reached to grab his hand, feeling his muscles tense and the pain to shoot through his system as you began to undo the old wrapping.

The smell of death reminded you that only death could truly ease his soul should he not open it to the opportunities of peace.

Or perhaps death is a peace he has been longing for all these years.

You wouldn't know for you only knew certain pieces of his past based on what Kafka and Silver Wolf spoke of.

You sighed, gently applying a soothing ointment to his tainted wrists, "...Why do you wish to turn yourself into a blade?" You couldn't help but ask him, shifting your gaze upwards to study the details of his face.

He slowly opened his red eyes tinted in a yellowish hue, bringing those sharp pupils of his to glance into your own, "It is none of your business. You may be loyal to the cause, but your questions will end up with my blade against your neck should you provoke me." His jaw tightened and his gaze narrowed, "Elio sees your worth, so I shall spare you. But do not pry into what is not meant to be disturbed. You'll find yourself dealing with consequences you'll regret."

Your lips parted, causing you to blink as your fingers rested against his own, "...You sound as though you're speaking from experience. But I'm sorry...I didn't mean to intrude." You cast your gaze down, continuing on with bandaging his wounds.

His eyes studied you, taking in every emotion that filled your features before he tore away his gaze and allowing his eyelids to close and for the silence to envelope you both.

The sound of you standing up and gathering your things echoed through his ears, causing him to part his eyelids and watch you leave while the only thought that rang through his mind was...

"Peace. To find peace I must destroy all that I am in hopes to feel death's embrace." His words made you pause, your fingers tightening around the basket of items and ointments as you glanced at him over your shoulder, "Death is an escape...but not all escapes lead to a peaceful victory", your words echoed softly like a wind that caressed his skin, his gaze unfaltering as he heard your words.

He closed his eyes, not saying anything else as you left his room.

"I had died a long time ago."

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silkythewriter · 3 months

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Vox and alastor with an undeserving to be in hell reader!

Warnings!:non!

Fandom!: Hazbin hotel!

Author note!;I THINK TUMBLER ACTUALLY HATES ME (ﾒ﹏ﾒ)(｡•́︿•̀｡)it keeps not letting me edit my drafts, it’s happened like 3 times already this week alone!,…BUT ANYWAY I LOVE THIS IDEA I REALLY HOPE YOY ENJOY!!!!♡´･ᴗ･`♡

Summary!: alastor and Vox x reader WHOs I. Hell for a minor sin/crime

❤️Written by silkythewriter do not steal or repost any other platform please! <3❤️

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“Each time I find myself

Flat on my face

I pick myself up and get back in the race!”

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!📺✨Vox✨📺!

When you first admitted what you did that counted as a “sin” he was flabbergasted! He thought they must’ve made a mistake. All be it one that was in favor since he got to be damned with you. But still!

Out of every monster known to man kind one who’ve committed acts that are despicable. You, one who can barely hurt a damn fly get sent with them?

At first he thought you were genuinely just joking. And he actually laughed! Like audible chuckled before waiting for the actual reason, which never came, and he soon realized you were being serious!

He always questioned why you use to refuse to kill, or at least scare people into respect. But then you explained how you refused to be like the rest of the sinners.

He utterly dumb founded you made it this far without spilling a bit of blood, at least for survival!

He becomes more overprotective as if he wasn’t before, good luck with that!

Cause now he knows your rules, he knows you won’t budge. Nothing would get you to change your mind. So he made sure to keep eyes on you 24/7, you may be nice, but the other sinners in this damned place definitely aren’t. And he knows that from experience

Would neither confirm or deny he put a small tracker in an item you carry every where.

This man has enemy’s as you’ve seen, demons, overlords, rival company’s, it’s a headache an a half for him. Not that he hates protecting you and your values! No never!, but the nerve of the people who think they even have a chance to lay a hand on you.

Gives you the lastest phone from his series, and yes he will text you and blow up ur phone up if he can see you through cameras around the city.

Even if you put it on silent he wouldn’t put behind himself to over load it and just show up on your phone screen.

Sometimes he’s just so confused how you can be so nice, or at worst passive to those who are poking at you. He thinks your a saint, even if you aren’t, an maybe you have a short temper still the way you hold yourself form blowing up is astonishing!

Sometimes he jokes about how if you were to go to Charlie you would be redeemed in a day. And at night sometimes he thinks about it and it scares him to know there’s a possibility for you to go where he will probably never be able to follow you too

He loves you to the depths and the crooks of hell, and he’ll be damned again if he lets anyone hurt you. He sees you as a small soft light in the red cover world, and he will do anything before anyone can put out that light.

He makes sure to keep a good distance between you and Val, a BIG distance.

He’s always on the edge about people around you, how can’t he? He can’t trust all these “disgusting and repulsive” sinners in hell around you. The thought alone cringes him out and stresses him.

He knows to some degree he isn’t exactly better then them sin wise, but he makes sure to do his best for you while infornt of you, he cares about his image, and wouldn’t be afraid to scare someone into discipline. BUT he will tone it down, just for you ♥(⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝)♥

He has you under wraps, from the public eye in this case. As much as he’s one to show off his earnings, he loves you a little to much and knows well people will use you as a advantage. He loves to show off but you something just for him behind close doors for now before he can work something out

NOW if the public were to already know, he show off by showing how untouchable you were, demons knew better to approach you seeing as how fast he is to get rid of those stupid enough to try something.

Overall he respects your morals of not wanting to stoop as low as other sinners. But it dose make him more protective of you, your like a rare gem. There’s only a handful of people like you, and even then the numbers decrees daily, so he dose his most to make sure you safe and happy <3

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!🎙️✨Alastor✨🎙️!

Like Vix he humors it at first! Playing around with it before Laughing with his usual staticky voice as he stared at you with his unnerving smile. You guys quite literally stared at each other for a hot minute waiting for the other to say something.

It took you clearing your throat for him to realize you weren’t just trying to get a chuckle outta him.

And for the first time since you met him you caught a hint of confusion, making you explain that it was genuinely what you did.

He quite literally burst out laughing, you, someone who probably did something everyone did once is in this horrid place stuck with the horrid monsters ever! Just for that single act alone.

He will admit he found it a bit amusing how you refused to kill or lay a hand on anyone. Refusing to stoop to other people’s levels. Now that for him is pure gold of entreatment! He’s seen people like you, say the same exact thing then crumble when backed I to a Corner.

But for the first time, for all the decades he’s been damned here, he’s seen you stick to what you’ve stated. You were very much quite a spectacle!

Now finding new amusement, he decided to protect you, cause someone like you were sure to be a one time experience. Aside from loving you of course

Now with your name being accosted with him alone is a shield in if its self. Barely any one approached you, aside from those playing with their afterlives of course.

If you ever feel a looming shadow or presence it’s most likely one of his shadows. Like Vox he is gonna have his eyes on you almost always

Although he loves you he will play around to get a reaction out of you. All for the fun of it!, he knows you cringe when he talks about his cannibalism tendencies he just loves seeing your cute little face scrunch up!

Even though with all of that he is a gentleman and will make sure no one is to bother you.

He’s quite impressed you made it this far without getting killed, I mean of course you have him but if you arrived to hell and didn’t met him immediately he’d be quite impressed and surprised one you both do meet

He indulges himself in the horrible aspects of hell, with no remorse or shame what so ever either. So although he dose respect your wishes he won’t stop or calm down his tendencies.. （；へ：）but on the bright side he’ll make sure your far away or he goes off to other part of the city and do whatever he wishes. But your likely to see on the news either way… (￣▽￣💧

He dose enjoy the more civil and nice talks he has with you though! He finds it nice to take a break from all the crude talk on the street from other sinners and have a nice conversation!

Great listener let me tell you, he’ll happily sit there as you explain your day away! He honestly enjoys hearing you genuinely happy!, although his a chatter box himself but he enjoys listening to you more then anyone or anything else!

Watches you be nice to the most repulsive, and rude demon like it’s nothing. Even when disrespected you find a way to calm down the situation and nicely at that. Of course the demon doesn’t live long once their out of your sight, but still! He’s pleasantly surprised.

He finds it rather weird that your nice just for the sake of being nice but still it’s definitely a nice refresher from all the horrible people down in hell!

You catch his eye rather quickly with how you stick out from others (in a good way! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ) and his eyes end up on you, you mainly have all his attention almost always if he isn’t off doing something!, your his light just live Vox he’ll make sure you’ll shine bright as ever and won’t go out.

Not everyone can catch it but in some rare moments he’ll be seen just staring at you as you happily talk away to Charlie. And for the smallest second you can see his unnerving smile turn into a soft smirk, eyes only on you and his mind filled with only you. This happens on the regular, it’s just he’s quick to cover up so no one sees!

Overall he loves you, even with some differences between your views he’ll still do his best to make you comfortable. Aside from teasing you here and there! But other then that he’ll protect you, your one of kind. And he loves having things no one else can.

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AHHHH HELLOOOOO OH GORSH I MADE IT JUST IN TIME THIS TOOK SO LOBG TO DO CAUSE I KEPT HAVING TO DELETE AND REWRITE ON A NEW DRAFT AUGHHH I HOPE TUMBLR FIXES THIS BUG, BUT ANYWAY TYSM FOR REQUESTING PLEASE COME AGAIN!!!\(^ヮ^)/’

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