#yeah we a couple days late shh

[rafeandonlyrafe]

can i hold it?

words: 2k

warnings: 18+ only, smut, piss kink!!!, getting peed on haha lol :), shower sex, p in v sex, unprotected sex

you whine as rafe tries to pull away from you, making him laugh and press a kiss to your cheek. “just going pee baby.”

“take me with you.” you raise your arms up.

“to the bathroom?” rafe questions, raising his eyebrow.

“yeah.” you nod. “you said we could spend all day together, if you’re leaving this bed then so am i.” “alright, suit yourself.” rafe shrugs, leaning down to pick you up bridal style, walking the short distance to the attached bathroom. he sets you down on the counter as you stretch, having been cuddling and kissing since you arrived at rafes house, not wanting to do anything else.

rafe walks over to the toilet, flipping the lid up. you watch with fascination as he pulls at the tie on his sweatpants, the string unraveling so he can push them and his underwear down before pulling out his cock.

“wait.” you interrupt rafe.

“what baby? i really gotta piss?” rafe asks with a sigh.

“can i hold it for you?” you ask, not able to keep the excitement from your voice. “you know, while you pee.” “sure.” rafe shrugs. “but hurry the fuck up, i’m about to burst.” rafe had stayed in bed as long as he possibly could as to not break your relaxed state, which only led to urgently needing to go.

you quickly hop off the counter. you gently grab rafes soft dick, having only touched him a few times when soft, and always with the intention of getting him hard quickly.

you aim towards the toilet bowl, gasping when rafe begins to pee. you watch in fascination, surprised how much you like the feeling in your hand, even a little saddened when he finishes.

“gotta shake it a little baby.” rafe instructs, making you look at him with confusion in your eyes, wondering if he was just wanting you to give him a handjob.

“to get the last few drops out.” rafe explains.

“oh.” you nod, turning back to look at his dick, shaking it a little as final drops of piss fling off his tip.

“perfect.” rafe smiles, taking his cock and tucking it back into his underwear. “thanks baby.” “you’re welcome.” you smile, knowing you need to recreate the experience again immediately.

rafe heads back towards the bed, expecting you to follow as he flops down. “i… i gotta go get a drink of water.” you say quickly, rushing out of the room and towards the kitchen, getting a glass for yourself and one for rafe, making sure to fill his up fully.

“got one for you too.” you smile as you come back into the room, handing the glass to rafe who takes a hearty sip but then sets it on the nightstand. 

“thanks princess.” he smiles. “now come give me a kiss.” 

you wrap your arms around rafe as you fall into the bed, his lips finding yours as you cuddle up to him, legs twisting together.

“i love days like this.” you admit with a happy sigh, rubbing your thumb over his cheek. “where we can just relax alone.” “i love it too, baby.” rafe says softly. “sorry i’ve been so busy lately. shits just been wild. but we are home together now.” “thank you.” you mumble, running your lips teasingly over rafes until he can’t resist any longer, pushing forward to complete the kiss. rafe has been busy over the past couple of weeks, which resulted in you barely getting any attention, so he cleared the entire day just for the two of you, no plans, no friends, no parties, just the two of you.

“can i pick the movie?” you ask rafe, even though he always lets you chose (except that one time he really wanted to watch john wick)

“of course.” rafe hands you the remote, and you quickly get to work pulling up a film. “ponyo!” “you love ponyo.” rafe says with a roll of his eyes. he discounted the film based on the cutesy style, but always really enjoys every time you choose to watch it.

“shh. be quiet and drink your water.” you mumble, reaching for you own glass as well, hoping if rafe sees you drinking that it would spur him to gulp down more, and thankfully he does take a drink.

you cuddle up to rafe as the movie begins, watching as he occasionally drinks more of his water, almost absentmindedly until the glass is empty.

“i’ll get you a refill!” you tell rafe, about to jump off the bed when he stops you.

“baby, you love this part?” he questions, a hint of suspicion in his voice. “i’ll get the refill.” 

“mmkay.” you nod, leaning back against the pillows as rafe exits the room, glass in hand as your eyes drift back to the tv, ponyo using her magic powers to make the toy boat increase in size. 

you smile at rafe when he returns, also with a small bowl of cashews to snack on. you’re happy he chose a salty snack as he takes even more frequent drinks until you get to the ending of the movie, singing along and doing a little shimmy as the song plays over the credits.

“you’re so cute.” rafe smiles, setting his now empty bowl down onto his nightstand. “gotta pee again, wanna hold it?” “yes!” you squeal, following rafe with excitement as he heads into the bathroom.

“jesus, baby.” he laughs at your giddy face. “didn’t think you’d like holding it while i pee this much.” “i don’t know why.” you admit, rubbing your thighs together subconsciously, but it doesn’t go unnoticed by rafe. “i just really like it. makes me feel close to you.” you lean forward and press a kiss to rafes cheek, having to get up on your tiptoes to reach.

“wait… is that why you got me water? so you could hold it again?” rafe laughs, placing his hands on his hips. 

“maybe…” you mumble, rocking back and forth on the heels of your feet.

“baby, did you choose ponyo because of the water? thought it would make me have to go even faster?” 

“rafey, just pull it out!” you whine, surging forward to tug at the string of his sweatpants, unraveling it.

“you like my piss so much, i should go on you.” rafe scoffs, tugging the front of his pants down and pulling out his dick, but you don’t reach for it, your eyes wide and legs clenched together. rafe notices your reaction, smirking when he realizes just how much his words affect you.

“you want that huh? take your clothes off.”

“wh-what?” your eyebrows raise.

“well, unless you want me to piss all over your clothes, take them off. and get in the shower.” rafe says, tugging his own shirt off.

“o-okay.” you nod, quickly stripping your clothes off, glad that you’re not wearing much. you head into the shower, hands shaking in nerves and anticipation.

“well, kneel down.” rafe says, making you jump as he steps in behind you, also completely naked. you nod and kneel down, eyes wide as you look up at rafe.

“not… not the face, please.” you tell rafe. you’re not sure about it yet, you’re not even sure if you’d like his piss anywhere else on your body, but you desperately want to feel it.

“you control that, baby.” rafe says with a chuckle. “you’re holding it, remember?” “right.” you nod, reaching forward to grasp rafes dick, still mostly soft but you can tell he’s aroused and trying to hold it back. you aim towards your bare chest, letting out a gasp when rafe begins to pee, the stream landing on your tits, nipples instantly perking up as the warm stream spreads over them, then down the front of your belly. 

a moan forces its way out of you when the piss glides down your body, pooling between your legs. since rafe was so hydrated, there’s almost no smell, his stream mostly clear as he finishes. you smile up at rafe, unable to control your expression, clearly letting him know how much you enjoyed it. you even remember to shake the last few drops out.

“such a good girl.” rafe leans down, pressing a kiss against your grin.

he helps you stand up before continuing to kiss, your hand still wrapped around his cock as rafe operates the shower one handed, making sure to turn the shower head away as it warms up, turning on the water to clean you off.

“before we get you all clean-” rafe says, your hand now beginning to stroke him when you feel how hard he’s getting against your palm. “let me get you a bit dirtier.”

rafe shoves your hand away before gripping your thigh and tugging it up around his waist, using his other hand to guide his cock towards your entrance. you moan as he doesn’t tease you at all, immediately sinking his hips forward, burying his cock deep inside of you.

rafe gives you a second to adjust, despite being sopping wet. “my dirty little whore. wanting me to piss all over you.”

“i… i liked it a lot.” you admit shyly, wiggling your hips slightly.

“i can tell, baby.” rafe lets out a laugh, beginning to snap his hips forward. “gonna use you like that a lot more often.” he says, thrusting into you with rapid pace, his hand moving to your clit, knowing either of you will be able to last long.

your hands grip his strong shoulders, feeling the muscles underneath your fingertips, pulling him even closer so your chests rub togethers, stimulating your still wet nipples.

“can’t believe you used ponyo to make me have to pee.” rafe laughs. 

“i did what i had to.” you gasp out as his fingers rub faster, dipping down lower towards your entrance to collect more of your wetness on his fingers before gliding upwards.

“gosh, i’m never gonna get to piss alone ever again, am i?” rafe says, but he doesn’t mind, not when it clearly turns you both on so much.

“never.” you hum, eyes sliding shut as you press the back of your head against the shower wall.

“gonna cum for me princess?” rafe asks. truth is, you’ve been moments away since he first agreed to let you hold it.

“yeah.” you nod quickly. “yeah, gonna cum for you rafey.”

“go ahead, doll.” rafe smirks, snapping his hips forward until you let out a gasp, body shaking against the cold tiles as you cum, cunt pulsing around rafes cock, pushing him over the edge as well as he cums with a grunt, pushing into you as he releases.

“fuck!” you whine out, reaching down to shove rafes fingers away from your clit, needing a reprieve as he gently grinds into you, riding out his high.

“oh my god, baby.” rafe groans, dropping his head into the crook of your next. “that was so good.”

you let out a small giggle as your fingers reach to the back of his head, gently rubbing your fingers against his scalp through the short cropped hair.

“you’re lucky i don’t have to piss again.” rafe says, thrusting ever so slightly in again to show what he means.

“can… can you try in there next time?” you glance down.

rafe smiles as he pulls out, his cock flopping out of you as he slowly lowers your leg from around his hip, knowing you’ll need a moment to regain your balance as he keeps his chest pressed against your body, holding you upright against the wall. “just pissed on you and you already want me to piss inside of you? damn baby, i didn’t realize my sweet girlfriend was such a freak!”

“shut up.” you say with a roll of your eyes, a smile on your lips as rafe turns the shower head back towards the two of you, warm water running over your body as your eyes sink closed, already reminiscing in the memory of kneeling before rafe.

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[eddiemunsons-missingnipple]

Are you awake?

《 Eddie munson x fem!reader

《 Summary: Eddie can't seem to sleep.

《 Warnings: choking, unprotected sex, thigh job.

《 Word count: unknown.

A/n: Not proofread. Short little blurb.

18+ minors dni

The day had been long after spending it with your parents in their home. Neither you nor Eddie had expected to be over for that many hours. So when your Mom had offered for the two of you to spend the night, you obviously didn't say no. The trip back to Hawkins would be another couple of hours anyway.

Eddie had been struggling to be on his best behavior. He was. For the most part, he was being good. Until night came around, and you were in nothing but his old Hellfire shirt from high school. Your mom liked to keep old clothes of yours lying around just in case of situations like this. She never realized a lot of the clothing she saved was actually Eddie's from his late night visits that ended up being early mornings of him climbing out of your bedroom window.

"G'night, Eddie." You yawned, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

"Good night, baby." He slid up closer to your back, hugging you to him with an arm thrown around your middle. Your head tucked under his chin. Your eyes grow heavy as sleep takes over.

Eddie tried to sleep. He truly did. His cock was getting painfully hard and no matter how much he tried to think of anything else it wouldn't go away. He needed you desperately. He promised he would behave, but seeing you in his shirt made his brain short-circuit. It was like he was seeing you naked for the first time all over again. As the night progressed, he finally decided to wake you.

"Eh! Psst! Baby, you awake? " Eddie, shook your shoulder lightly.

"Hmm." Your tired voice groaned.

"I fucking need you." His husky voice whispered by your ear. You felt a hand roaming up your leg.

"Eddie, we can't. This bed sqeaks too much," you whispered over to your boyfriend as you felt him pulling your panties down halfway down your legs. His hand moves back up to go between your thighs.

"Oh!...youre fucking soaked already sweetheart." He purred. You felt his middle finger running up your slit. Instinctively, you lift your leg, giving him more access.

"Was dreamin'." You confessed shyly trying to hide your face in the pillow.

"Yeah? Bout' me?" His fingers still gliding through your wet folds. Getting them nice and sticky with your juices.

You nod, still hiding from him.

"Aww, sweetheart, that's okay. I'm gonna take that ache away. He cooed a smile spreading on his face.

The living room was covered in total darkness except for the street lights peaking in through the curtains. The house was dead quiet except for the humming of the AC. You felt Eddie grinding his hard cock against the curve of your ass.

"Eddie, we can't, though this bed is so loud." You whined. You needed him just as bad as he needed you.

"Then I guess I'm gonna have to go real... real slow." His breath tickled your ear from behind. You felt his hand sneak up your night to pinch at your nipples. He knew that always drove you crazy. You were already getting intoxicated by his touch.

You squirmed in his hold as Eddie brings your back tighter to his chest.

His tip nudging at your wet opening slowly pushing its way in. You moaned a little too loud in the quiet house. Eddies hand moved to quickly cover your mouth.

"Shh gotta be quiet," He whispered in your neck, dropping his hand.

"M'trying." You whined.

You let a deep breath readying yourself for him.

"I know, baby. I know such a good girl." He praised. Something he loved doing, and he knew you loved hearing.

"....fuck you're wet." Eddiegrunted as his cock spreads you open. Your walls hugged around him perfectly.

"God, I can't wait to get you home." His jaw clenched, and nostrils flared. It's taking all of his strength not to just pound into you relentlessly. "G'nna have you screamin' for me."

Eddie gently places a hand to your throat while pushing his cock in deeper. inch by agonizingly slow inch. He pulled your head back to rest in the crook of his neck. His hand never applying pressure, just resting. It was tender but dominant. Making your stomach do flips and your head dizzy.

He pumps inside you softly, carefully. His languid strokes sending you over the edge. Eddies hips grinding on your ass as his cock stretches your walls. You swear you could feel every vein on his length pulsating inside you.

"Fuck fuck go faster." You begged as your becoming a whimpering mess. His hand still placed firmly on your throat.

"You know I can't, baby." Eddie murmured dragging his cock almost all the way out and pushing it back in little by little.

"I really wanna, but I can't." He was trying to go easy. To not make any noise and alert anyone as to what he's doing to you. Your soft, needy voice begging him to just let go was making it so much more difficult.

You bite down on your lip hard, almost drawing blood, trying to prevent another moan. His cock hitting that sweet spot on yours walls just right with every stroke.

The squelching of your pussy from his cock pumping you lazily was the only thing you could hear besides his heavy breathing. The inside of your legs covered in your slick. You were completely drenched for him. Your body covered in beads of sweat.

"I--i wanna cum. " You whispered. You feel that coil in your stomach building as you move one of your own hands to play with your clit.

Eddie takes mercy on you and thrusts his cock in you faster not caring if the bed is making any noise now. He can't keep this up for up for much longer. Your pleading was enough for him. He's always struggled to not give what you need. Even when you were bad for him, he still caved.

"Don't worry, baby, I got you." His voice low and ragged in your ear, causing your skin to prickle with goosebumps.

You continue rubbing tight circles on your sore bud while his cock splits you open. The hand that was once placed gently on your throat now tightened ever so slightly. Your legs shake. Your walls clenching around him. His grunting quietly in your ear. The springs of the old mattress screeching in rhythm to every thrust.

"Be a good girl and cum on my cock. I wanna feel you." He croaked, letting out a shakey breath.

Your release approached you almost too suddenly, and with a few more strokes, you cum around him hard. Your body trembling and writhing against his. Your orgasm ripping through you almost violently making your vision go blurry. No sound escapes past your lips as your mouth hangs agape. The hand on your clit pausing.

"Fuck baby thats it." Eddie groans still pumping you full of his cock as he helps you through your orgasm. "Gettin close too baby."

He pulls his cock from inside you with a loud schlick. You almost cry at the sudden loss, not wanting him to leave.

"Squeeze your thighs together for me jus' a little."

You do as you're told and close your legs back. You felt him pushing his cock between them. His length rubbing against your pussy. Pumping his cock in between your legs his tip rubbing against your sore clit.

Eddies rocking his hips against your ass frantically. His cock sliding on the inside of your thighs. Your juices dripping down your legs helping him pump his cock easily.

You squeeze them just a little more, making him moan louder. "Ooh! Sweetheart."

Every nudge of his tip on your clit causes your body to shiver. He's getting close. His thrusts are getting sloppy. His breathing is erratic, and at this point, he doesn't care if the bed is loud. He just wants to cum. He needs to cum.

"Mmphf! fuck i--im oh shit-." Eddie struggled to speak.

Just a few more long strokes he's spilling his cum all over the inside of your thighs and pussy. Making a big mess in the middle of your legs. Eddie doesn't stop or slow down until he's milked himself of everything he has left. The grip Eddie has on your throat loosens as he calms down.

After a few minutes of silence and just the two of you wrapped in eachothers arms.

"You okay?" He asked rubbing up and down your ark.

"I'm okay." You repled weakly.

He leans up in a panic." You think they heard?"

"Probably." You quietly laugh.

"We're leaving before anyone wakes up."

You don't even have to look back to know his face is red with utter embarrassment.

"Go to sleep, Eddie. I'm going to clean myself off." You moved to stand. Your legs felt like jello, but you're still able to walk. Barely.

"Im gonna smoke real quick." He yawns, stretching his limps.

The following morning, Eddie kept to his word and woke up before sunrise. Your eyes were barely able to register where you were before he's pulling you out the front door and taking you home quickly. Last thing he ever wanted to do was face your parents after something like that. Especially your father. Who made sure to give you a call as soon as he knew you would be walking through your front door. Luckily for your sake, they heard nothing.

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[sisgotdemons]

Is it bad I just wanna suck Joel off with the highest chance of someone coming in on us? Just like, imagine it, ugh

Birthday Boy

Pairing || Joel Miller x Female!Reader

Summary || It's his day, of course you'd treat him well today.

Word Count || 1,227

Contents & Warnings || Fluff & Smut — NSFW, 18+ Only, Minors DNI, explicit content/language, pet names (baby, hon/honey, sweetheart, good girl), oral (male receiving), teasing, face/throat fucking, spit/saliva, cum swallowing, getting caught, established relationship, ONE spank, 2 mentions of the word Daddy (said by Joel)

Disclaimer || This is my first ever fic, I'm sorry if it's not super good. I promise whatever comes next will be better!

It was Joel's birthday and you invited Tommy over to celebrate with you and Sarah, forcing him to stay home for the day. It's not that he hated to celebrate his day, he was usually busy with work and came home late.

"How old are you again, old man" you hear from the living room, followed by a chuckle from Tommy.

"If you think 28 is old, I'm scared about what you think in 20 years, hon'," you say walking back in the living room with two bowls of popcorn, placing them on the coffee table and sitting right next to your birthday boy.

"Thank you, sweetheart," Joel says while wrapping an arm around you and placing a peck on your temple. Your relationship with Joel has been amazing for the past 2 years. When thinking back about it, you've got thank Sarah and her boldness to get her father into the dating scene. Who's daughter would slip her own dad's number to the local dinner waitress? Only in the Miller household, that's for sure.

"Movie in? What we watching again?," Tommy leans over his niece on the floor, grabbing a beer set there only a few minutes ago, Sarah replies, "Men in Black 2." as she wipes down the liquid ring caused by the beer bottle. "Learn to use a coaster next time, please"

"Ok ok, just play the damn thing. I wanna see if this is better then the original," he said before taking a swig of beer. You all sit comfortably, Tommy and Sarah huddled together on the floor and you and Joel cuddling together. You look up at him, admiring his facial features, wondering how he didn't notice his own beauty. He feels your stares and looks down at you and places his forehead against yours before placing a hand on your thigh and facing back to the screen.

There's about a quarter left of the movie now. Sarah had fallen asleep against Tommy, who's starting to feel the effects of the couple of beers. "I'm heading up, want me to take this one too?," he says looking up at the couple on the couch, "I'll tuck her in and whatever."

"Yeah that's fine Tommy, thank you," you say while smiling at the two on the floor, watching him pick up the sleeping teen, struggling for a second, then walking up the steps. Soft groans and a "Shh, it's fine, just me" can be heard faintly going up the steps.

You and Joel are left alone on the couch and the sequel playing in front of you. Placing a hand on his lap, you lean up and kiss his jaw. "Did you have a good birthday, my love?"

Joel chuckled and pulled you onto his lap, hands placed on your hips, "Of course I did, I always enjoy the quality time we spend, together as a family," he then leans forwards towards your ear whispering, "and when we're alone," followed by a playful smack on your ass.

"Uh, you nasty old man," you jokingly gasped out, lightly hitting Joel's chest. He let out a hearty laugh, both hands now on your ass, "Well this 'old man' loves you and everything you do, baby."

You place your hands on his chest, rubbing softly against the button down he wore. You sit in silence for awhile until you break it.

“Do you want me to suck your dick?”

Your words almost gave him whiplash, eyes blinking furiously as he had a confused and intriguing expression on his face.

“Right now?”

“Yeah dummy, right now.”

“Where did this come from, pretty girl?” His lips turned up in a smirk at the thought of you sucking him off right here on the couch.

“Maybe I'm just in the mood to suck your dick. So do you want me to or not?," you say smirking.

“Fuck, you know I could never resist your offer, baby.” His hand reaches up to your mouth, thumb caressing your lips, thinking about them wrapped around him, making his cock twitch. You reach down and grabbed his covered bulge and palmed him in your hand. The idea of sucking him off had his cock hardened.

“What about Sarah and Tommy, sweetheart? What if they come back down?”

“Well, you need to be my eyes and ears, old man, because I’ll be too busy with your pretty dick in my mouth.”

He groaned in anticipation when you got up and made yourself comfortable on your knees, peering up at him through your thick lashes. Quickly, you pulled his jeans and boxers down, his hard dick springing into view, making you lick your hungry lips.

His hand petting your head lovingly gave you the encouragement you needed to have at him.

You licked his tip, collecting the bead of pre-cum that was forming on it. The feeling of your tongue on him and the risk of getting caught had him groan out.

He pushed your head on his cock, becoming slightly impatient. He wanted to feel your wet and tight mouth rubbing against him. When he was in your throat, he groaned out in satisfaction, his eyes closing in bliss.

You sucked him off like your life depended on it, slurping and moaning around his cock. Your mouth and hand worked together to bring him towards the edge. You released his length for a moment with a pop and spat on him, watching your saliva trickle down his heavy cock, making you hungry for more.

"Fuck baby, you're doing so damn good. Sucking Daddy's cock so good," he says hand gripping your hair, encouraging you to take him deeper once again.

You took him all the way to the back of your throat again, making your eyes water. The light gagging made him shiver on the spot. You pushed through the slight discomfort, wanting to make him feel as good as possible.

He fucked your mouth hard, saliva dripping down your chin with each force of his hips. “So pretty and messy for me, baby.” He was in awe as he watched you take each inch of him. He was a little over average size, yet was thick enough to make your jaw hurt in the best ways.

“Ah, fuck,” he leaned his head back while shutting his eyes tight, “I'm gonna come.”

A thrust or two more, and he was shooting his hot cum down your throat, some coming out from the sides of your mouth. You continued to bob your head on him until he was done spilling every single drop.

“Show me,” he moaned, tugging you off of his softening dick. You showed him your empty mouth, tongue stuck out with no trace left of him in your mouth.

"Such a good girl for me. Knows exactly how to treat her Daddy," he groans while taking his free hand and rubbing your cheek, causing you to lean into his touch.

"Open that pretty mouth again for me, my love." You follow his orders opening your mouth allowing him to spit in your empty cavity and without being told to, you swallow happily.

"Hey lovebirds, next time ya'll are havin' fun, invite me yeah?" You look up in the direction of the stairs, hearing the other male voice in the house chuckle. "If you don't, just keep it down next time."

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[mariclerc]

Predestined (pt.2) | cl16

Summary: Where you have had mixed feelings for years with your brother's best friend... And finally those feelings see the light.

Warning: some swearing, aggressive mother, mentions of physical assault towards y/n (not Charles), fluff as usual and Charles being a sweetheart like always.

a/n: here we have part 2!! Let me know if you like it and if you want another part of this!!

Part 1

ynusername

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charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc my little girl always wants hugs on my lap 'cause she says it feels warm there🤍 by the way, let's welcome minnie leclerc to the family 🐈🫶🏻

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charles_leclerc thanks bro 🤝🏻 I appreciate it

user4 omg they're so cute and adorable 🥺🥺

user5 they scream old money/cuteness couple and I'm here for it🥺😭

lucayln excuse me? That second pic it's not appropriate‼️‼️

ynusername it's just my back dumbass 🙄😒 how annoying you are

charles_leclerc why not? She so looks cute reading 🥰🥰

lucayln and why "minnie leclerc", you guys are not married.

ynusername shh 🤫😉

user1 he's so lovey dovey with yn 🥺🥺 we love to see a happy Charles 🫶🏻

user6 oh good minnie leclerc 🥺🥺 that's so sweet and adorable

arthur_leclerc I thought you were more of a dog person... 🤔

charles_leclerc yeah... people change bro

ynusername i'm the changee 😋😋😋

maxverstappen1 so Jimmy and Sassy now have a little playmate

ynusername yup sir

ynusername so... you say i'm your little girl? 🥺🥺🎀

charles_leclerc yes baby, you are my little girl... such a princess, so pretty 🥹🥹 it's the two of us against everyone, kay? 💗💗

“A cat? Did you seriously adopted a cat?” Your mother asked when she saw you with little minnie in your arms.

You nodded and smiled. “Yep! Well, Charles and I thought about moving together to his place and taking care of...” You didn't even finish talking because your mother slammed the table, making you flinch.

“It's incredible that you are so childish... Moving in together? Please, you are just studying in uni and he is traveling around the world, that shit only happens in fairy tales and movies y/n.” your mother said in a sarcastic voice.

Things with Charles are going very well, quite well, you have been together for almost four months and everything has been wonderful, the distance has not been an impediment for you... Although your mother, who at first were very happy for the two of you, lately she don't agree with the idea of you moving in with Charles, the trust between the two of you is already there for years and it's silly that she don't like their relationship now just because he constantly travels to the races.

“But mom... I love him very much and he loves me! I don't understand what the problem is with us moving in together.” You whispered while petting minnie and that apparently made her even angrier.

“You are very innocent and stupid! Do you really think he's not going to get someone better than you? Please, if you don't even have experience in couples or dating stuff.” she said and you felt your heart break little by little. “You're not even pretty enough to be with someone like him, please, there are more prettier girls out there than you.”

Your mother has always had a facade in front of everyone, that facade of "I have the perfect family", but not everything is like that. Luca is applauded and glorified for having decided to be a driver, while she humiliate you because you didn't want to study economics, that never really caught your attention, so you decided to study literature and appreciate life from a more poetic point of view if you could say that. For your mother you were always the black sheep of the family, the disappointment and the dreamy girl, always imagining impossible things.

“I'm not... I'm not stupid.” you whispered timidly. “I... I don't understand... I just...” You whispered again, feeling like you were losing your voice in the process.

“And there you are again, babbling, like a baby” She said approaching you as if you were a prey. “And what will you do? Call your prince charming to save you? You know that's a bullshit.”

And sooner than expected, a punch hit your face, and then another and another, minnie began to meow and climb your leg while you did your best to stay upright. You had never seen your mother be so aggressive with you, never, she only hit you a few times but when you were younger and you didn't want to do chores, but this? It was already another level, it was like she was letting out all the frustration she feels with you. And the worst thing about it? It's just that not even your father or Luca were at home to defend you from her.

You tried to talk while you whimper. “Please... stop hurting me.” you begged, but she didn't stop, so with the little strength and endurance you had left you let go. “Stop fucking hurting me, I'm not your damned personal punch bag!” You screamed at her with the guts you never thought you had inside of you and then you ran with minnie in your arms to your bedroom and locked the door.

That was the straw that broke the camel's back, with blurred vision you collected some essential things in a bag, the decision was made, you were going to move in with Charles whether she likes it or not. With trembling hands you took your cell phone and you dialed Charles's number.

“Babe? Is everything okay?” he spoke on the other line and a sob left your lips. “Honey, why are you crying?”

“Bubba, could you... Could you... Could you look for me and minnie at home, please? I do not want to be here.” you said in a small whisper.

“It's okay honey, did something happen with your mom?” he said in a calm voice. “I'll put you on speakerphone, I'm with Luca, okay?”

You sigh. “Mom... she almost... hit.” you said with a broken voice and that was enough for them to understand.

“Don't worry bubbles, we're on our way. I'll deal with her.” You heard Luca say as he took Charles' cell phone.

You hung up and sighed, you didn't want to look in the mirror, you probably had something broken in your face, or a broken bone in your nose, a bleeding nose or something like that. You also collected minnie's things and some of your plushies, you were still a young woman with a little girl's soul.

***

The ride to Charles's —now your, apartment was a bit difficult, after the encounter between your mother and Luca, he yelled at her while she pretended to be innocent, she had never been like that to you. While Luca confronted your mother, Charles helped you collect more of your things and put them in suitcases, there were also some things left but they were not so necessary.

When you went up the elevator to the apartment you felt a sensation of perhaps peace and calm... You don't know how to decipher it exactly, but it's like a kind of release and maybe a new beginning.

“Welcome home princess.” Charles said with his soft voice opening the door to the apartment, it was a fairly spacious and minimalist place, you didn't remember it like that since a year ago you and Luca spent a lot of time here in the afternoons doing anything silly the three of you, like the old times.

It had windows that illuminated the space, a lot of F1 memorabilia, trophies and family photos and of the three of you as children. It felt cozy, maybe it was the sunlight coming through the window, the presence of minnie nestled in your arms, or the presence of Charles himself, but it felt like a cozy and comfy space where you will not be judged. You left Minnie on the floor and she began to walk around the place with big eyes.

“Charles... I do not know how...” you said between babbling and he just smiled softly.

“You don't have to thank me or anything chérie. It is the least I can do for you.” he kissed the tip of your nose softly. “What do you think we go to heal that ugly bump, you can change into comfy clothes and then we take care of unpacking, okay?” He asked and you nodded, he guided you through the apartment until you both reached the room, which will be your room.

He started looking for some things to heal the wounds left by your mother's punches, you sat on the bed and he began to heal your wounds with some alcohol and ointments, he healed your wounds with such care and delicacy.

“Ouch... By chance do I have a broken nose or something like that?” you asked.

He denied several times. “Nope darling, just a couple of hits that now turn a little bit purple... But it will heal soon love, don't worry.” He whispered and looked for a band-aid to put on the bumps. “For now we will put this nice and cute pink band-aid on and that is enough!” He whispered again and gave you a kiss on the nose.

“Thank you Charlie” you whispered shyly and he smiled softly.

“It's nothing honey, now why don't you get comfortable and take a shower?” He said softly as he gave you a hug and caressed your back.

“Okay babe.” you say softly and separate yourself from his embrace to go to the bathroom and take a shower... which is necessary after all that emotional and physical exhaustion on the part of your mother.

When you entered the bathroom you let everything flow; the emotions, the frustration and also the peace that not being there again gives you... Now being with Charles in his apartment was a change that was going to happen sooner or later for whatever reasons, what happened with your mother today was the time bomb that was needed to explode to finally make that decision.

***

“Hey, there you are, sweet candy!” Charles said with a soft voice and a smile on his face when he saw you enter the living room in sweatpants and one of his big t-shirts, apparently he had already arranged Minnie's things in the living room... To be honest it looked like a small playground with all the cat toys and cat trees scattered around, but you didn't care at all, it gave the place some personality. “I made you some tea! Maybe it will help you calm down, It's a red fruit tea, it's delicious!” He said and you couldn't help but let out a shy giggle as you blushed a little, he had these little gestures towards you that made your heart bigger little by little.

You smiled a little. “Have you already tried it charlie bear?” you asked while giggling.

“Well... Yes, I made some for myself too! It's very good, and I don't know, it reminded me of you.” he giggled. “Remember that time we went to the cat cafe and you found out they had tea?”

You nodded with a smile. “Yeah... That's where we tried this tea and we discovered that we wanted a cat.” You took a small sip trying not to burn yourself and you felt the heat of the liquid expand inside your body. “The difference is that the one in that cafe was not that hot.” you said looking at him with a serious face and he muttered a "sorry ma chérie" while smiling (my darling). “And the other thing is that... That tea might have had a little cat hair, but we'll ignore that.” You said and he laughed, you also laughed along with him as Minnie approached you to climb onto your lap.

Both of you continued sipping your teas while talking about anything, with Charles you could talk about any topic at all and you were never going to get bored, there was always something interesting to talk about. Suddenly he cleared his throat, assuming that here comes the important question of the day.

“Honey bear... What happened with your mother today?” he asked in a sweet voice.

You sighed heavily. “Well... She just asked me if we had actually adopted Minnie and then I told her that we wanted to move in together and well... She exploded, I guess, maybe she had a lot of anger built up towards me and well, it was her time to explode.” you said ironically. “But hey, I guess that's life after all, right?” You whispered and shrugged.

He remained silent listening to you until he then spoke. “Oh honey... She shouldn't have reacted that way and, if you look at it, it was a harmless thing, you were just making a comment.” He whispered as he brushed a strand of hair out of your face and brought you closer to his body.

“I know but... She just got angry and well, she had never hit me before.” You whispered against his chest. “And she also said things about... About us.”

He frowned worriedly. “What kind of things did she say amore?” he asked.

“Well, she said... She said I'm not pretty enough to be with you.” You paused briefly. “And that you wouldn't hesitate to get someone else and... She made me feel really bad about myself, you know?” you whispered and he held you even closer.

He snapped his tongue. “You do know she's wrong, right?” He asked and you nodded. “Perfect then... Because I want you to know that you are the most beautiful girl, okay? It doesn't matter if I repeat it to you every day or how many times, I just want you to know it.” He said and gave you a kiss on the cheek, then one on the tip of your nose, then another on your jaw and so on.

You gave a small giggle. “Charlie stop” you giggled again. “your stubble gives me tickles!” You say, breathless from laughing so much. “Okay no problem. I don't mind you telling me I'm pretty all the time, I actually appreciate it.”

He smiled when he heard your words and gave you several kisses on your lips, you felt your heart flutter at his sweet and cute action towards you, you let out a few giggles. You two smiled in the middle of the kiss, it was something so genuine and precious that it was practically impossible to describe. Minnie meowed into your lap and you moved a little away from Charles with a smile on your face.

“Apparently someone wants some attention.” you said smiling and he giggled. “I think we should share our love, don't you think?” you said giggling and he nodded.

“But of course, the little one in the house requires a lot of attention.” He said teasing you a little bit.

You acted offended. “I thought I was the little one in the house!” You put a hand on your chest. “I'm just kidding love, obviously Minnie is the little one here.”

He nodded as he stroked Minnie's fur. “You both are, you are my princesses.” He said and placed a kiss on your cheek, making you blush.

Maybe not everything is perfect or rosy all the time, maybe the problems with your mother will not be solved overnight, but with him and minnie, in some way, it's enough for you and it's going to be okay in the long run.

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caption 1: I think they found the perfect place to lay their head 🤷🏻‍♀️

caption 2: my safe and comfy place is with them around ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

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lucayln I finally have signs of life from you!!

ynusername Dumbass, I wrote you a message yesterday and you left me on read‼️‼️

lucayln i'm just joking bubbles! I'm glad you're okay and safe

yourbff When can I meet my niece? 🥺

ynusername come whenever you want to visit us <3 our apartment is always open 🫶🏻🫶🏻

yourbff wdym "our"⁉️⁉️⁉️

ynusername hehe 😋😋☝🏻

charles_leclerc i love you babes, you make me so so happy and fluffy inside 🥺🥺💗

ynusername oh my babyyyyyy 🥺🥺🥺, you make me happy too, thank you so much for giving me your unconditionally love 💗💗 and minnie says she loves you too (she said "meow" but you get it)

charles_leclerc i get it baby, don't worry 😋 you're the cutest girl ever 💗💗🥺

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[wifeofnatasharomanoff]

gp natasha w passionate ass sex

idk if write like powerbottom mommy reader but if so then that too w daddy kink for nat

but like making love type shit w dirty talk but i’m not trying get bitch slapped n shit 😭😭maybe it’s their first time too, think that adds onto the passion level, idk if that’s enough of a request but that’s all i got

My Goddess

Warnings: pretty much all in the ask, but smut and a bit of fluff at the beginning, praise kink?

Words: 794

A/N: we need to take a moment to appreciate tashakink and natsxwife 's comments on tumblr.

good morning/afternoon/evening/night, i hope your day has been going well my angels <3

You were walking around your noisy house, attempting to quiet down the crying baby in your hold. “Shh.. go to sleep Ali.” you hum, rocking the baby in your arms.

A noise followed by a familiar voice causes you to look over at the front door. “Baby I'm home– oh.” she takes one look at your exhausted face and walks over to you, taking the baby out of your hold. “Nat, you just came home, give her to me. I'm fine.”

She shakes her head in disagreement, holding the baby close to her. “Uh-uh go lay down Y/N. Where's Alex?” you sigh, grabbing the scattered toy cars from the couch. “He's asleep, thankfully.”

She kisses your cheek, “Go lay down. I'm not asking you again moya lyubov.” you smile, “But–” she raises a threatening eyebrow at you. “Fine!” you back away into the bedroom, with hands raised in defeat.

You lie down on the bed, eventually falling asleep.

A couple hours later, Natasha peers into the room. She walks in, quietly closing the door in hopes to not wake you. To her dismay, you end up waking up either way. “Mm.. hey Tasha.” you smile, slowly sitting up on the bed.

She walks over to you, and kisses your lips softly, hugging you tight, making you both fall into the bed together. “Are the kids asleep?” you ask, playing with a loose strand of her hair. She nods, “Yeah they're sleeping.”

“Oh, so...” you trail off, looking up at her, hoping she got the hint. “So what?” she genuinely sounded confused at what you were hinting at. You sigh, biting your lower lip. “Honey, when was the last time we had a moment alone for this long?”

“Hm.. pretty long actually. I'm sorry about it, work has just gotten so busy lately detka.” you smile, “Shh.. it's fine. Go lock the door.” she nods, and locks the door before coming back to lay next to you again.

“Hi.” you say, gazing up at your wife. “Hi.” she responds, you press your lips against hers, gently kissing her. She kisses you back and starts running her fingers through your hair. You adjust yourself, falling onto her lap. “Mmh..” she kisses your neck, moving down to your collarbone. “Natasha.”

She stops, only to pull back and look into your eyes. “Touch me daddy.” her hand swiftly moves down in between your legs, and begins rubbing your wet pussy in a teasing manner.

“Natty please.” she keeps rubbing your clit, hearing your desperate moans, watching how you shamelessly buck your hips as a way to get her fingers deeper inside of you.

“No– darling I need you inside me.” she pulls her hand away, planting a light kiss to your cheek. “Okay.” your hands move down to her boxers, pulling them off. You pull them off, revealing her hard cock. The sight of it alone has arousal rush in between your thighs.

“Sit down Nat.” she sits down at the edge of the bed. You move back onto her lap, sinking her dick inside of you. She groans at the feeling of your spongey walls clenching around her size. You start bouncing up and down on her cock, moaning loudly.

“Oh fuck! You're so big Natasha!” she moans in response, enjoying every little noise that escapes your sinful mouth. You grind against her, pressing your exposed breasts against her chest.

She grips onto your ass, squeezing them roughly. “Natty.” she leans forward, kissing you deeply. You let out a throaty moan, “Daddy 'm so close.” she smirks, sliding a hand down to grab your hips. “Come on baby, cum for me.” she pulls your bottom lip in between her teeth, tugging at it.

You feel your legs shaking as your first orgasm passed through you. She runs her free hand on your back, soothing you, “Good girl.. good job.” she peppers light, feathery kisses down your neck as she praises you silently.

You start moving again, slowly grinding against her. You moan, riding her cock, “Ngh– you wanna cum in me daddy?” she nods, beginning to rock your hips against hers. “Do it.” she lets out a soft moan, filling you up with her warm cum.

“God.. Natty 'm so full.” she smiles, pressing her lips onto yours, lightly kissing you. You wrap your arms around her neck, holding her close. “I love you so much darling.” she chuckles, kissing your forehead. “I love you too baby. I'm glad we could have this time together.”

You smile at her, “Ugh, wait till the kids wake up. It'll all go to waste.” she laughs, moving away your loosened hair strands. “Well.. round 2 before we get interrupted?” you nod, giggling as she pulls you flat on the bed.

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[rhoorl]

Working Title | Chapter 19

Pairing: Dieter Bravo/OFC

Series Rating: Mature, 18+

Word Count: 4.8k

Series Masterlist |AO3 Link for Chapter 19

Chapter Summary: It’s a bit of a whirlwind as Indy has to cram in a bunch of scenes into the two days before her audition. Meanwhile, Dieter and Belle grapple with the impending departure.

Chapter Warnings: This one has some fluff and some smut. Oral (m receiving). Fingering. There are a couple of visuals in here that I’m surprised I wrote, but here we are. Blame award season Pedro. I don't have a beta so any mistakes are on me.

A/N: I’m excited to come back with another installment. This chapter is a bit shorter than usual but is heavily influenced by some of the recent awards-season content (Pedro was so Dieter-coded in some of these appearances and it’s honestly a miracle I’m still functioning). Thank you for reading!

There’s something so comforting about waking up and feeling the heat radiating off Dieter’s body as you lay side by side, his arm draped across your hip. His soft but steady snores replaced the need for a sound machine and you don’t mind, because it means he’s here with you. 

You moved slowly, to not disturb his slumber, and grabbed your phone from the nightstand, sighing when you saw the time. Because of your late night, you forgot to set an alarm. Thank goodness your internal alarm woke you up and gave you a fighting chance to make it to set on time. 

You heard the sheets rustling behind you. Clearly, Dieter was more awake than you realized. He cuddled up closer to you, pressing himself flush up against your back, nuzzling his nose into your neck, and taking a deep inhale. Your breath hitched as you felt him harden against your ass, feeling his smug smile against your neck when his lips found that spot behind your ear.

“Good morning,” his voice was gravely and still thick with sleep.

“Morning,” you turned your head to glance back at him.

“How long do we have?” His eyebrow arched as a mischievous smirk danced across his lips.

“I have to be downstairs in half an hour,” you sighed. The safety of your little bubble was busted by the reality of your outside responsibilities as to-do lists and reminders suddenly flooded your brain. “I have to go take a shower.”

You went to get up, but he grabbed your wrist and playfully dragged you back to the bed in a fit of giggles and kisses. Things became more passionate as he moved on top of you, caging you underneath as one forearm rested above your head while his other hand traveled down your body.  

“Hmm…well, we’ll have to be efficient with your time then huh?” He kissed your shoulder.

“What do you mean?” You closed your eyes as his mouth moved further down to your collarbone.

“Well, I mean…I have to take a shower too so…” he trailed off, pressing soft kisses down your chest.

“Dee, I…ah…” you whined as he latched onto one of your nipples, his hand kneading your other breast. 

“Shh…I won’t let you be late,” he looked up at you with a wink. 

Dieter was true to his word, packing quite a lot into a short amount of time. You managed to make it down to the hair and makeup trailer with a couple of minutes to spare. Walking in, you were greeted by Meredith and Brianna.

“Hey! How was your weekend,” Brianna asked with a big smile as she hugged you. 

“Good! Really good, how about yours? Have fun?” 

“Yeah! Got to relax at the beach a bit and just hung out, caught up on some shows,” she laughed.

“Hey, Mere!” You waved before turning back to get your station prepped for Indy’s arrival.

“Hey there,” she responded with a warm smile. “I hear you may be ditching me here soon,” she winked.

Your eyes widened. News traveled fast, too fast. You hoped you could have gotten a chance to talk to her about everything, but someone clearly beat you to it.

“Stop getting stressed out, it’s all good,” she chuckled, walking over to give you a reassuring pat on the back. “I’ve known about this. Rhys has been working on this behind the scenes for a while. I put in a good word for you, I know the head makeup artist on that set. She’s one of my oldest and dearest friends,” she smiled.

You shook your head, a bit embarrassed by Meredith’s generosity.

Standing in front of you, she brought her hands to your arms, “You are an immensely talented artist, B, and I think that regardless of whether or not Indy gets the role you should consider signing onto that project. It would be an amazing experience for you.”

“Oh, ah, I…shit, I meant to come and talk to you. It’s all been moving so fast and there’s so much to consider and…”

“Hey, I get it, things move fast in this business,” she cut off your spiral. “But we only have a couple of weeks left here anyway. You’ve trained Brianna so well up to this point. I think she’s more than capable of filling in,” she winked, looking over your shoulder at Brianna before her focus came back to you. You weren’t able to meet her eyes, turning around to lay your brushes out. She walked around and leaned against your station. “He’ll be fine,” she whispered, her eyes squinting slightly. “I haven’t talked to him about this, but I just know he’d want you to go for this.”

The door to the trailer opened abruptly as Aubrey came in, with an armful of clothes. “You’re on my shit list,” she hissed, glaring at you as she stomped in.

You recoiled a bit, furrowing your brows, “excuse me?”

“Yeah, because of you and your little friend having to have everyone move shit around, I’m left scrambling,” she snapped.

“Aubrey, do you have anything constructive to say? Otherwise, you can take that attitude the fuck out of my trailer,” Meredith said with an eerily even and calm tone, which made Aubrey huff.

“Indy is wearing this now,” she quickly showed you the garment before clutching it back to her chest. “So whatever that means for you, I wanted to let you know,” Aubrey gave you an up and down with a tight smile before turning around and leaving as quickly as she came in.

“Seriously, what the fuck is her problem?” Brianna shook her head. 

You weren’t able to chat further about Aubrey’s little fit as the rest of your team showed up along with some of the actors. Within a few minutes, Indy rolled in with wet hair and two gigantic iced coffees.

“Damn, we’re really caffeinating today aren’t we?” You laughed as she plopped down in your chair. 

“Funny…one is for you,” she sarcastically smiled at you in the mirror, holding one of the cups up over her shoulder for you.

“Mmm, thank you,” You took a sip, a huge grin coming over your face. “Macadamia nut and vanilla, that’s been my favorite,” you winked. “Ready to get this show on the road?”

She nodded and grabbed her script, pouring over the scenes she had to shoot today. Neither of you talked much, save for you asking her to move her head from side to side so you could get the style together. Once you felt good about her hair, you moved on to her makeup and a chance for you both to catch up. 

“How are you feeling about everything,” she eyed you cautiously as you grabbed a couple of brushes and your trusty eyeshadow palette. 

“Good. Honestly, I’m trying to not get ahead of myself you know. Close your eyes,” you instructed as you blended the eyeshadow into her crease. “How’s Sam feeling about all of it?”

“He’s super excited for me. It sucks obviously that we won’t be able to see each other a lot, but this is kind of how these things go you know? If we want to make it work, we’ll find time.” She pulled back and squinted one of her eyes open to look at you.

“That’s what Dee said,” a small smile came over you as you thought about how vulnerable Dieter was when faced with the thought of you leaving.

“How’s he taking all of this? Sam said he seemed a bit off.”

“Yeah, I think we’re both a bit nervous about it all. But he’s been so supportive, Ind. He told me I should go for it and that we’d figure stuff out.”

Indy squealed and did a little happy dance in her chair, drawing the attention of a few of the others in the trailer before you shushed her.

“Sorry, I’m just…ah…I’m so fucking excited for you. He’s seriously so sweet I can’t even stand it. The way he looks at you!” She gushed before motioning you to come closer. “So how was your night?” She raised an eyebrow with a smirk.

You bit your lip as she smacked your forearm, she knew you were being coy. “It was good…very good.” 

“Nice. How good…like on a scale of 1-10.” She cocked her head to the side.

“It’s always a 10.” She let out a silent scream which made you laugh. “C’mon we’re running behind and we need to get you to set.”

The morning thankfully went by rather quickly. Indy had a couple of quick pickups to shoot with Sam before you needed to reset her hair and makeup. Dieter hadn’t shown up to set yet since his scene wasn’t until after lunch. As you were watching Indy deliver an impassioned monologue on the monitor, you felt a presence approach. You knew it was Dieter before his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling your back into his chest. 

“Hey baby, having a good day so far?” he whispered in your ear, his warm breath sending shivers down your spine.

You nodded, catching your bottom lip between your teeth as you turned around in his arms, taking in his costume. He had on a gray pair of slacks with a crisp white dress shirt tucked in. The buttons on the shirt were holding on for dear life across his broad chest. As much as Aubrey pissed you off, you had to hand it to her, she could dress Dieter. Everything fit him to a tee. Even the return of the holsters to his costume was not lost on you.

You swallowed hard, “it’s been busy but good so far,” you whispered back, hoping to not disturb the shoot.

“It’s gonna be a long day, huh?” He tilted his head, running his hand up and down your arm as you nodded. “Well, whatever time you’re done, I want you to come back to the room. Wake me up if I’m asleep, ok?” He smiled and you melted at the way his eyes crinkled as he looked at you.

“Yeah, I will.”

The ride up the elevator felt like it was taking twice as long. You were tired, your feet were sore, and all you wanted to do was fall into Dieter’s arms and drift off to sleep. Finally, the doors opened and you quickly made your way down the hallway, grabbing the key to Dieter’s suite from your bag. You quietly unlocked the door and saw all of the lights were off, figuring he was probably already in bed, snoring.

You laid your kit and backpack near the door, took off your shoes, and padded quietly over to the kitchen to grab some water and a snack. You hadn’t eaten much all day on account of the stress, but seeing the collection of goodies Dieter had strewn about the counter from the resort’s welcome basket made your stomach growl. You settled on a bag of Maui onion potato chips, leaning against the counter munching away. 

After a few moments, you heard some shuffling behind you. Turn around you saw Dieter appear around the corner, in just a pair of boxers slung low across his hips. His hair was sticking up in various directions as he yawned and rubbed his eyes with the thumb and forefinger of his right hand.

“Hey baby,” he yawned, his eyes soft as he saw you. “You hungry? I ordered some food for you… here let me grab it,” he walked to the refrigerator, stopping to give you a quick kiss on the forehead as he made his way around you. He opened the door, pulled out a plate with a sandwich and fresh fruit, and placed it on the counter.

“I…ah…sorry it’s just a sandwich,” he ran his hand through his hair, ruffling his curls even more. “I was going to order you something hot, but I wasn’t sure when you’d be back, and reheating shit in a hotel microwave isn’t always great, and I-”

“Dieter,” you cut him off, walking over to hug his waist, feeling the warmth radiating from his body. “This is perfect. Thank you for thinking of me.”

“I…ah…I’m always thinking of you,” he rubbed the back of his neck, a nervous smile coming across his face. “Please, eat,” he motioned towards your plate.

“Yes sir,” you rolled your eyes and reluctantly turned away, missing the way Dieter straightened up as he sucked in a breath. 

You took a bite, closing your eyes to savor the simple veggie sandwich, perfect for what you wanted right now. A small moan escaped as you tasted the delicious lemon oregano aioli.

“This is so delicious, thank you,” you looked over your shoulder at Dieter who was staring at you, twirling one of his curls in his fingers. “Want one?” You offered him one of the strawberries from your plate which he eagerly took. Your eyes couldn’t help but linger on his mouth as he brought the berry up to his lips for a bite, the juice dribbling down his chin.

“You're welcome,” he said softly as you continued to eat. “Oh wait!” He swallowed his bite and pushed off the counter. He rushed to the refrigerator, pulling out a glass filled with a pink-orange liquid. “I ordered you some of the juice you love too.” He carefully walked the full glass over to you with both hands, setting it down with a smile.

“You're amazing, you know that?” You kissed him on the cheek, seeing him blush a bit.

While you worked on finishing up your meal, he asked about your day and caught you up on how his scene went.

“Tomorrow's another busy one, huh?” He looked down, swallowing hard. Your imminent departure was like the elephant in the room you were both trying to ignore. Even though you were only going to be gone for a day, it felt more significant than that to both of you.

“Yeah. Since Indy was able to knock things out today, they pushed our call times back an hour. But it's going to be wall-to-wall until we leave for the airport,” you pouted.

“I'm sure we can find some time tomorrow,” a playful smirk came across his face.

“Hmm, time for what?” You feigned innocence knowing full well what he was alluding to.

“Maybe I could show you,” his hands found your hips, bringing you closer as your hands rested on his bare chest.

The side of your mouth curled as your hands traveled up, wrapping around his neck and playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. It didn't take long before your lips found his and you moaned into the kiss. He worked your shirt up and over your head, undoing your bra with one hand before removing it delicately. You ran your tongue along his lower lip and he quickly opened his mouth further as your tongues danced together. 

“Wanna get to bed?” He murmured against your lips. You trailed open-mouth kisses down the side of his jaw, stopping to pay extra attention to the little bare patch on his beard you found so adorable. He let out a shaky breath which turned more into a whine as you worked down to his neck, lightly nibbling as your hands trailed down his chest to his little tummy. Your mouth kept on a path down as you looked up at him through your eyelashes. “W-what are you doi-,” he barely got the words out, gulping as your fingers found the waistband of his boxers.

“Want me to stop?” Your knees found the floor in front of him as you held his gaze. 

He bit his lip and shook his head, a grin coming across your face. You pulled the waistband down, his cock springing free already weeping for you. As you worked his boxers down his legs, you brought your face closer, brushing against him with the side of your nose making him shudder. 

With Dieter standing in front of you completely naked, you started to place slow, deliberate kisses up each of his thighs. His eyes never left you, watching with dilated pupils as you finally took him in. You started slowly, swirling your tongue over the slit, tasting the salty essence. You relaxed your jaw and your throat as you moved further down until your nose brushed the curls at the base.

“Fuuuck,” he threw his head back with his eyes clenched shut. As you started to work him in and out you heard him start to pant which spurned you on even more. “You…fuck…you’re…” he couldn’t even form words he was enjoying himself so much. 

You felt his hands twitching at his side like he wanted to touch you but wasn’t sure. That’s when a thought came across your mind and rather than tuck it away, you decided to act on it…to see how he’d react. You reached up and grabbed one of his hands, directing it to cup the back of your head as you looked up at him. He let out a shaky breath as you placed his other hand on top.

“You…you sure?” he looked down, biting his lip. You nodded, pulling him all of the way out with a loud pop as you caught your breath. “If it’s too much you tap me and I’ll stop, ok?”

“Ok,” you managed to say before you took him back in.

He grabbed a fistful of your hair and started to rock into your mouth, gently at first. But as you moaned, feeling him hitting the back of your throat, he started to pick up the pace as he gritted his teeth. You could feel the slick pooling in your underwear so you reached your hand down your pants to try and relieve some of the pressure, needing to feel some friction. 

“This ok?” He panted as you moaned around him, urging him to continue. He started to thrust with more vigor as you swirled around your clit. You wanted him to know how wet you were so you dipped a couple of fingers through your folds before bringing your hand up to his stomach, leaving a glistening trail on his skin. “Fuck,” he growled, bending down to grab your hand and bringing it into his mouth. His tongue licked your fingers clean before he dropped your hand and started pumping into your mouth more erratically. “Goddamn…baby…I’m really close.”

You hummed around him, trying to keep everything relaxed even though the tears were starting to form. His rhythm was all over the place as his hands grasped your head urgently. One final look up at him sealed it. He closed his eyes and let out a guttural moan as you felt his release flood your mouth. He pumped in a couple of more times before he stilled, one hand holding your head as the other cupped your cheek as you pulled back and swallowed. 

He bent down, kneeling in front of you as his hand caressed your chin, wiping a bit of his cum from the side of your mouth. “That was so fucking hot,” he said before his lips crashed against yours. “Let’s get you to bed so I can return the favor,” he winked.

He returned the favor more than once, for which you were especially grateful. Before calling it a night, Dieter made sure to set an alarm. He conveniently left enough time for some lazy morning sex followed by cuddling and stolen kisses. Your pillow talk consisted of random things, conveniently ignoring the fact that you were getting on a plane that night. It felt like the day was sand in an hourglass that was rapidly draining. 

The anxiety you felt about leaving stemmed from your worry that the time apart may change things. You’d grown so close so fast and you hoped this wasn’t just an infatuation. You tried to silence that little voice as Dieter sat quietly on the ledge of the bathtub watching as you got ready.

The morning was much the same as the one before. You got Indy ready and watched her film a couple of takes before sitting around and waiting. Then, it was time for touch-ups before sitting around and doing some more waiting. All morning you had been looking forward to lunch, knowing that you’d get to see Dieter again. As soon as your mind wandered off to daydreaming about him, you felt your phone buzz.

Dieter: Lunch?

Belle: Yes, please. I’m starving!

Dieter: Come to my trailer when you’re done 😉

Belle: Are we actually going to eat? Lol

Dieter: I promise 😉

Surprisingly you did, in fact, have lunch when you went to Dieter’s trailer. He ordered mahi mahi sandwiches from the catering team complete with some cookies, of course. The topic of you leaving later that night was not broached. It felt like as long as neither of you talked about it, then it wasn’t real. Unfortunately, you didn’t have a ton of time. After a quick makeout session, which ended abruptly thanks to a knock at the door from Danny, you were back to set.

“Ok, and that’s a wrap for today, great job everybody!” The director yelled out as everyone clapped. You let out a sigh, knowing that you still needed to run upstairs to grab your things before heading off to the airport. 

“Do you have everything Belle?” Rhys asked as he came up beside you as you packed your kit together. “Hey, yeah, got it all. I’m gonna go upstairs, grab my bag, and change. Meet you and Indy in the lobby?”

“Yeah sounds good.” He smiled and turned on his heel to chat with some members of the crew. 

Even though Dieter wrapped up his scene earlier in the day, he stayed around to watch and be with you. Once you packed the last of your brushes away, he grabbed your kit, pulling the strap onto his shoulder as his other arm wrapped around your side. You held onto his waist as you both walked towards the elevators to go back upstairs. 

“It’s going to be weird sleeping alone tonight,” he chuckled to himself as you waited for the elevator to arrive.

“I know,” you turned to face him, pouting. “I’m going to miss my Dieter blanket,” you smiled as he leaned down to kiss you.

“You’re always such a fucking icicle,” he laughed against your lips.

You kept some form of contact with each other as you waited for the elevator, rode it up, and walked to your room. It felt like if you let go for even a moment the other would disappear. 

Dieter sat on your bed, watching as you flitted around your room grabbing your last-minute items. You changed into a pair of high-waisted leggings and a crop top, finishing off your airport look with one of the sweatshirts you had “borrowed” from Dieter. It was comforting to wear something that smelled like him while you were away.

His eyes stayed on you the entire time like he was trying to memorize every curve and strand of hair on your head. When you finally zipped your backpack, you walked over to stand in between his legs, hands resting on his shoulders as he held onto your hips, rubbing circles with his thumbs. He shook his head looking down with a smirk.

“What’s wrong?” your brows creased.

“This sucks. I’m going to miss you and you’re only going to be gone for like less than 24 hours. Imagine how it’s going to feel when you-”

“Hey,” you cupped his cheek, stroking his stubble. “It’s going to be ok, we’ll figure it out. Y-you still want to right?”

Dieter stood up, his large hand cradling your chin as his thumb passed over your lower lip, “More than anything. We’ll figure it out,” he smiled before leaning down to kiss you.

You moved your hands up to thread your fingers through his curls, pulling his face closer to yours. He moved back, sitting on the bed and bringing you down to straddle him in a swift move. Settling on his lap, you rocked a bit, feeling him getting hard. His fingers pressed into your thighs as he growled, moving from your lips, down to your neck. 

He moved the collar of the sweatshirt to the side, along with the strap of your tank top, exposing your collarbone. That’s where his mouth landed as he started to suck, no doubt leaving a mark. Your head involuntarily moved back as a moan escaped your lips. Your grip on his hair tightened as he worked his hands down your pants, wasting no time finding and teasing your clit. 

He slipped his middle finger through your folds before dipping inside, followed by another. You felt the coolness of his ring against your skin. He nipped your collarbone as he slipped one more finger inside, causing you to buck forcefully against his hand. It wasn't long before you felt yourself coming undone, your forehead falling to his shoulder as you tried to catch your breath. 

Dieter moved his other hand up and down your back, a tender caress as he let you come back down. He cupped the back of your head, keeping you nestled in the crook of his neck. You whined when he slipped his fingers from you, immediately missing the fullness. Your eyes nearly bulged out of your head as he brought his hand to his mouth and he hummed with appreciation as he tasted you on his fingers.

You pulled back with a soft smile as you moved the curls off of his forehead. Both of you stayed in this moment for a bit, wishing you could just bottle this moment. You pulled your sweatshirt to the side and you could see the mark out of the corner of your eye. Dieter soothed it with his tongue, kissing it before he moved your clothes back in place with a wink.

“Had to leave you with a little something,” he grinned as you rolled your eyes.

You were about to return the favor when your phone rang. Sighing, you rested your forehead against his and reluctantly reached for your phone to answer it.

“Hey…yeah I’ll be right down.” You hung up and pouted, Dieter pressed his lips to yours.

“Let’s get you going. The faster you leave the faster you come back to me,” his eyes crinkled as he gave you a tight smile. 

“Good luck Indy, I know you’re going to charm the hell out of them,” Dieter gave Indy a reassuring smile before hugging her. 

“Keep an eye on her,” Sam winked as he draped an arm around your shoulder and brought you into his chest.

You all nervously laughed as the driver came up and collected the bags. Sam took Indy over to the side, whispering some words to her before they kissed. Dieter took your hand, rubbing his thumb across your knuckles before pressing a kiss to them.

“You’ll tell me when you land?” He murmured against your hand, his big brown eyes staring back at you. His gaze was laced with sadness and nerves.

“Yeah,” you nodded. “I’ll keep you updated. Before you know it, I’ll be back.” You smiled, giving him a chaste kiss. “Can we order room service tomorrow night? Stay in and watch a movie?”

Dieter chuckled, his beautiful smile lighting up his entire face. “I don’t know what I did to deserve you. Yes, that sounds amazing…Ok, I need to get you on the shuttle before one of them yells at me,” he smirked, his eyes cutting to the side where you could see Indy and Rhys standing.

You nodded, “Yeah, I should probably go. I love you,” you reached up wrapping your arms around his neck, taking in a deep inhale of his scent.

“I love you too.” He pulled back rubbing his hands up and down your arms before kissing you one last time.

“Alrighty girls, let’s get going,” Rhys clapped his hands, trying to keep everyone’s spirits up despite the long faces you and Indy were wearing at the moment.

The three of you climbed into the shuttle for the quiet ride to the airport. Indy reached out and gave your knee a reassuring squeeze and you smiled at each other before you rested your head on her shoulder and closed your eyes.

Meanwhile, back at the resort, Sam and Dieter stayed watching the shuttle until it disappeared from view. 

“Wanna grab a beer?” Sam looked over to Dieter with a raised eyebrow.

Dieter’s initial reaction was to say no, but truthfully he didn’t want to be alone right now. And it was evident that Sam didn’t want to either.

“Yeah man, let’s grab a beer,” Dieter smiled, clapping his hand on Sam’s shoulder.

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A/N: I’m thinking next chapter we get a little Dieter POV - it’s been a while. We’ll also have Indy’s audition and the girls returning and awaiting the decision on whether or not Indy got the role. 

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[austinswh0re]

Confidential.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Wife!reader

Warnings: Smut!!! so please if you’re not into that do not continue reading!, fluff, Angry Chris?

This is my first time posting any sort of writing on here so please don’t come for me💀 I’m hoping this comes out as well as it is in my head lmao. Enjoy! Also! i’m aware Endgame did not come out in 2021, im switching up the timeline a little bit lol

Y/n gets ask a question she had been preparing to answer, but when it gets asked she doesn’t know how to feel about it. Chris keeps in everything he wants to say until later that night.

(The gif is making me scream)

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Press conferences. I always had a love hate relationship with them. I loved answering questions and being with all my friends at once but what i didn’t enjoy so much were the extremely personal questions. Such as mine and Chris’ private life.

Chris and I got engaged late 2020, we planned our wedding for July 2021, we wanted a summer wedding, getting engaged in December didn’t really give us much time to plan, but one thing we knew for sure was that we would not wait a whole year before we were married. It was a small wedding, we got married on the beach with all our closest friends and family. We went on our dream honeymoon to Hawaii, and once we came home it was time for a premier.

Filming Endgame was definitely filled with tons of emotion. It was mine a his last Marvel movie together and everyone was aware of this. After we had filmed the last scene tears were shed from almost the entire cast and crew. We still had the premiere, which I will forever be grateful for. We hadn’t posted that we had gotten married on any social media platform, well up until the night I posted a photo of us and my username had changed. I didn’t think much of it considering us being engaged was very much public, but many people were still shocked by the name change.

y/nEvans

“your favorite couple has arrived:) So extremely proud of this guy right here, I love you infinitely.”

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ChrisEvans: Thank you honey, I love you more than you know❤️

robertdowneyjr: Love these two!!

tomholland2013: I think you guys come in a close second to me and z

Y/nEvans: replying to tomholland2013: yeah yeah

user1256: sobbing. her username is y/nEvans.

user1437: Shut up. I cant do this rn. im so happy for them🥹

^^^^^^ the post in question*

We also had the press conference which gave me a few extra days with the people i love the most. We both knew the risk of having personal questions asked was high but that didn’t make it any less jarring.

Upon our arrival to the hotel we had been informed that we only had one bed in our room, which considering we were married wasn’t an issue. Although everyone else wasn’t to happy about this.

“Chris, can you come here please?” I called out from the bathroom slightly out of breath from struggling to zip my dress. “What’s up?” he said as he made his way through the door. “Could you please help me zip this dress, i can only get it halfway” “yeah of course baby”

He slipped behind me and slowly began zipping up the dress. Once he had finally zipped it all the way up he slid his hands around my hips and kissed the exposed skin on my shoulder and neck. “Chris we don’t have ti-“ “shh, I know, just trying to make a mental note of what’s happening when we get back” as if I hadn’t been turned on enough by the way his hands were roaming my body, the heat pooling in my underwear just grew more and more as he stood behind me and stared at us in the mirror.

Once we finally broke apart from each other and left the room, we made our way out to the limousine where many of our friends were sat waiting for us. “took you two long enough” Robert said as Chris climed and shut the door behind him. small talk was made amongst the group during the short ride to the event. The dress I was wearing was beautiful, and matched the green felt pants Chris had on

I had went for a felt dress as well, just so the colors would be a closer match.

Halfway there, Chris tapped on my thigh and pointed towards my phone. When i picked it up, I saw multiple messages from Chris all displaying the plans he had made for later that night.

“The way your body looks in that dress is making it hard for me to not take you right here in this car”

“you’re in for it when we get back, I can’t wait to taste you, hear those sweet noises you always make for me”

My eyes widened as I quickly turn the brightness down hoping no one was nosey enough to read the text. I shoot Chris a glare, one that says “seriously?” and he responds with his  signature smirk.

Finally, after what had felt like forever, we arrived to the conference, the second we stepped out of the car Chris grabbed my hand and gave it a light squeeze, reassuring me it’s okay. This wasn’t my first, but I still have quite a bit of nerves every time. We make our way into the building after tons of pictures and quick “i love you” glances to one another. We both took our seats, which luckily were right beside each other. Eventually the question began and the small pool of anxiety grew.

“This next one is for y/n, we heard you two got married, congratulations!” I slightly adjusted in my chair and crossed my legs towards Chris before replying “yes, we did, thank you!” “Of course, now this may be some what personal-“ great. I glanced at Chris and could tell he was focused on the person asking and he didn’t look to happy about it. “So many people have been wondering, how is he in bed? We’re sure he’s fantastic but we want to hear it from the one who gets to experience it.” There it was. The dreaded question of how he was in bed. Although he was fantastic and you thoroughly enjoyed sex with Chris, it wasn’t something you cared to share with the public.

“well, listen I don’t want to come off as rude by saying this but i’m not sure that’s really any of yours, or anyone else’s business besides ours.” Chris was furious, his eyes had slightly darkened and his jaw was clenched keeping him from losing his mind. “Can we please move on?” my voice came out slightly smaller than I had wanted but at the moment I felt uncomfortable and upset.

Chris on the other hand was pissed. He hated how uncomfortable the question made you feel and wanted to beat the shit out of the man who asked it. Instead, he looked at you with a sympathetic look and you responded by mouthing “it’s okay”, because you knew if you didn’t, Chris would kill this guy.

Once everyone had asked their questions, and many laughs had been shared, the group made their way back to the hotel. Chris and you were the first people out of the car and after sharing your goodbyes, he grabbed you by the hand and the two of you stormed up to your room. Before a word could be spoken between you and him he had you pinned against the door. His lips were on yours in seconds. The kiss was hot and sloppy, but you didn’t care at all. “Chris” you breathlessly moaned his name out. he responded with a hmm and continued to work his lips against yours.

He pulled away, his lips red, puffy, and stained with your lipstick. “We need to get this thing off if you” was the first words he said, spinning you around and unzipping the dress painfully slow. “Could you go any slower?” you questioned, usually you would be patient, but on this specific night you were extremely horny and needed him more than ever. “If you keep having that attitude i’ll go even slower” once the dress was off of you, Chris picked you up bridal style and dropped you on the bed. “You are the only woman who gets to know how I am in bed, fuck everyone else” he began kissing down your body. He pulled you up slightly, bringing his hands up the clasp of your bra and undoing it. His hands began to grasp and squeeze every part of you that was exposed.

“Chris please” you begged, your tone was needy but you didn’t care. “please what sweetheart?” He teased, “I need you” “what do you need? use your words” he continued to tease you through your underwear. “Fuck Chris just fuck me already” That was all he needed to hear. He quickly undid his belt and dropped him pants and his boxers, exposing his hard dick, already leaking with precum. He pulled down your panties taking in the sight of you. “you’re so beautiful, and all mine” he said as he stroked himself a few times. He parted your legs and began to tease your entrance with his tip. “Chris, I swear if you don’t-“ he leaned down and kissed your lips, hard and rough as he slid into you. both of you moaning into each others mouths. “that’s it, good girl” he grunted as he stared to slowly move in and out of you “Please, faster” you moaned making him fasten his movements. The noises coming from the two of you were all you could hear, and you were sure everyone else on the floor could hear it too. “oh my god Chris” “Oh fuck i’m close baby” He grunted in your ear “you’re taking my cock so well, taking all of me, fuck you’re so tight” That only made you squeeze around him, moaning his name as if it was the only word you knew. “Chris please don’t stop, i’m so close” you moaned “cum for me, come on baby” he said as he slid his hand between the two of you and began rubbing circles on your clit. “This. This is confidential. No one gets to know what I do to you” “oh yeah, that’s it sweet girl, cum for me i know you want to” was all he said and it sent you over the edge. You were a moaning screaming mess as you and him finished at the same time. His body rolling off of yours as you both steady your breathing

“That was , that was amazing” you breathed out turning over to look at him “only the best for you my love. I love you” He said pulling you into him “I love you more” was the last thing you said before the two of you drifted off to sleep.

#chris evans #marvel #chris evans smut

[samantha-rae-velcher]

Trust is for the Weak

Ghost face!Schlatt x Fem reader

Requested by: none

Warnings: Sexual content! Blood, mentions of death, swearing, Schlatt cuz damn! Knife kink! Jealous!Schlatt, use of marijuana.

A/n: 18+ NSFW! If you don't like the warnings please don't read! PLEASE KEEP MY COMMENT SECTION AGGRESSION FREE!

@goldenstarofthunderclan ❤️

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October 1999

Y/n sat on her couch watching the news, her best friends all chilling with her in her livingroom. Schlatt beside her, Ted on the floor in front of her, Travis and a couple others on Y/n's second couch.

"Marcus Kent and Susan Gillette were found dead last night on the grounds of Timson highschool, the two students were said to have multiple stab wounds. The murderer has not yet been found, police say they have no leads at this time."

Y/n clicked off the TV, her gaze dropped to the floor and her eyes filled with tears.

"Susan, why did it have to be Susan?" She whispered.

Schlatt slowly wrapped his arm around Y/n and pulled her into a hug, gently rubbing circles against her back.

"Fuck her boyfriend." She sobbed. "That asshole disserved it, but Suse? Why the fuck would someone do this?"

"Shh, it's okay." Schlatt whispered. "They'll find who did this."

Ted turned towards her, setting his hand on her thigh and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Schlatt had to hold back from pushing his hand away and pulling Y/n onto his lap, he hated when other men touched her. Even if it was just a friendly gesture, he wanted Y/n! He was always there for her, he always comforted her when she cried, even if it was over the phone, or he had to drive an hour to be there in person. Schlatt was there for her no matter what.

Y/n pulled away from the hug, giving him a smile and wiping her tears.

"Well, we're out of here." Wilbur said, throwing his arm around Tubbo and walking out the door.

Ted and Travis fallowed after saying their goodbyes, but Schlatt stayed behind.

"You gonna be okay?" He asked, slowly making his way into the kitchen with her.

"I'll be fine, it's just hard hearing that a friend was just killed...you know?"

"Yeah, I know." Schlatt came up behind her, placing his hands on her hips and kissed the top of her head.

"I'm your friend...right?" He asked.

Y/n turned around, a confused look on her face.

"Yes, of course. Why are you asking that?"

"Nothing, Ive just seen you and Ted lately and I'm wondering if something's going on between the two of you."

"Pfft, Ted Nivison? No...but why are you wondering."

"I'm afraid you're gonna start calling him for comfort, instead of me. That you'll look to him in a time of need and I'll just have to watch."

Tears filled Y/n's eyes, she would never push Schlatt aside. He was her best friend and she loves when he's around, being near him always made her calm and very happy. Y/n stepped closer, wrapping her arms around him and planting a kiss against his cheek.

"Id never abandon you like that, Schlatt." She said. "And nothing is or will ever be going on between me and Ted. I promise you that."

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"So apparently people are saying that the killer is someone who goes to this school." Wilbur whispered.

"And I've heard that there's actually two killers, because there's no way that only one person could've killed Marcus and Susan." Carson cut in.

Y/n rolled her eyes, "Well I heard we have a test on Friday, so we all better get to studying."

"Some say...it could even be the person closest to you."

She gave Carson a dirty look, "Okay, so it's probably your mommy."

The rest of the table laughed as Carson's face turned red.

As the day went on more people started freaking out, they kept saying how the killer is probably someone close to you, or at least someone you know. Y/n was sitting in class, bored out of her mind when the principal came on the speaker.

"I regret to inform you, authorities have found Kristen Oakley dead in her backyard. It appears to have been the same person or people who killed Marcus and Susan."

The class went silent and Y/n clenched her fist, tears threatening to fill her eyes. She knew Kristen, they had been friends for two years. Y/n, Susan, and her had just made plans to go down to the roller skating rink today...but now, that's not happening.

Y/n stood up, grabbing her book bag and walking out of the classroom. She went outside into the cool crisp autumn air, spinning around when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Hey." Ted said. "You just left and I wanted to see if you were okay...are you?"

Y/n nodded, "Yeah, I just had plans with both Susan and Kristen...and now their gone. Those girls were like my sisters, what the hell is going on!?"

He stepped closer, he pulled her into a warm embrace and rested his chin on top of her head.

"It's alright, what were you guys gonna do?"

"Go to the roller skating rink."

"Tell you what, I'll go with you."

Y/n looked up at him, "What!?"

"Yeah, I'll go with you. I don't think the girls would want you to go home sad."

Y/n smiled, "Alright, we were gonna go at 6 after school."

"I'll pick you up."

Schlatt clenched his teeth, watching Y/n and Ted through the classroom window. His heart was racing, the thought of them getting together was eating at him. Imagining Ted's hands roaming her body as she whimpers his name, made Schlatt want Ted as his next victim.

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Y/n and Ted laughed, doing spins and dancing on the rink to the song playing. The two brought smiles to people's faces, Ted lifted her and brought her back down slowly as the song ended.

"I didn't know you could skate." Y/n giggled.

"I didn't know either."

They skated till the rink closed, Ted drove her home and walked her to her door.

"I had a great night." He whispered, planting a gentle kiss to her forehead.

"So did I." Y/n's words to Schlatt kept playing in her head.

"Nothing is or will ever be going on between me and Ted, I promise you that."

Y/n lowered her brows, remembering the relieved look on his face.

"I promise you that."

"I'll see you tomorrow?" Ted asked.

"Yeah, I'll be at school."

Y/n watched as he went back to his car and drove off, she made her way inside and shut the door behind her just as the phone began to ring. She ran over to the phone on the wall, taking it down and holding it to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Did you have a fun time?" A deep scratchy voice asked from the other side of the phone.

"I beg your pardon."

"You and your little boyfriend skating together, that's cute."

A chill ran down Y/n's spine, "Who are you?"

"Funny, that's what Kristen asked before I shoved my knife in her gut."

Y/n's eyes widened and her knees went weak, she leaned against the wall, attempting to stabilize herself.

"Why?" She whispered.

"Cuz she was a mouthy little bitch, thinking she could strut around like a whore. Well she got the attention she wanted, just not from who she wanted."

Y/n slid down the wall, her breath shaky.

"And you killed Susan and Marcus?"

"No, I didn't."

"Who then?"

"Him."

The phone suddenly cut out and Y/n heard her door creak open. She stood up, slowly made her way over to the door and sure as shit it was wide open for all to see.

"Fuck." She whispered, turning and going to the back door and running outside. Y/n made it around the house and peaked through one of the windows, she saw a tall figure with a ghost mask on and a black robe with a hood, and a sharp knife in their hand.

Y/n slowly tip toed up her porch and grabbed her bookbag, shutting the door and running down the street. She pounded her fist against Carson's door, waking him up. He pulled it open only to be nearly trampled by Y/n.

"I need to use your phone."

"Why?"

"I just need to!"

Y/n snatched it off the wall and punched in 911.

"911, what's your emer-"

"Hi yeah, I'm Y/n Y/L/n. I just had to run to a friend's house, but I just got a call from someone claiming to have killed Kristen Oakley. And I had to sneak out of my house because I caught a glimpse of someone in my kitchen with a knife, they were wearing a long black robe with a hood, and they had a plastic ghost mask on. The only thing I could tell you about their physique is that they were at least 6'3 and up."

"Alright, I'm sending a couple cops down there, what is your address?"

___

Y/n came out of the interrogation room after giving a report, she sat down and waited for any sign that she could leave.

"Hey." Schlatt's voice said from behind her.

Y/n smiled, "Hey!"

She threw herself out of her chair, and wrapped him in a hug. "What are you doing here?"

"Carson said they took you down to the station so I came over to see if you're alright."

"Yeah, I'm okay."

"Ehem, Miss Y/L/n." The sheriff said.

"Yeah?"

"You can leave, but we're gonna have a patrol up and down your street tonight for your protection. Alright?"

"Okay, thank you."

Y/n grabbed her bag, "Could you drive me home, Schlatt?"

"You don't gotta ask twice."

The two walked out of the police station and over to his car, they hopped in and started towards her house.

"I'm glad you're okay, Y/n. I don't know what I would've done if I lost you." He said, his voice rather quiet.

"I might need someone to protect me tonight..."

She gave him a teasing look.

Schlatt's heart raced, he smiled and laced his fingers through her's.

"I'll protect you, my lady."

"With your life?"

"With my life."

They pulled up in front of her house, slowly Y/n opened the front door and stepped though. She grabbed the coat rack and held it like a baseball bat, ready to swing.

"Alright! You son of a bitch! You pull some shit in the genre of killing me, I'll kill you right fuckin back!"

Schlatt let out a laugh, "That's one hell of a threat."

Y/n set down the rack, "Hey, I'll do it too."

___

Y/n's alarm clock rang from upstairs, she opened her eyes to find her and Schlatt snuggled up together on her couch.

"Good morning." She whispered.

"Mmm, good morning. I gotta go home and get ready for school."

"You can get ready here."

"And go in the clothes I'm wearing? No, I can't."

Y/n made a pouty face and crossed her arms.

"No, I can't. No matter how cute you may be, I can't stay."

Once they sat up and he was out the door, Y/n ran upstairs and threw herself together. She was out in time for Wilbur and Tubbo to pull up and honk their horn.

"Hello, luv." Wilbur shouted as Y/n slid into the back seat.

They were almost to school when they saw police lights and caution tape. Wilbur stopped and the three got out of the car, Y/n looked around to see a boy sprawled out on the lawn.

"Mike Thormon." Wilbur said. "That's shit, he was a nice guy. He had a major crush on you Y/n."

"I didn't know him, we just sat next to each other in history."

"Come on." Tubbo said, gripping both of their arms. "Let's get to school."

___

Y/n was walking down the hall on the way to the restroom when she heard footsteps behind her, she kept turning around but no one was there. She pushed the door open and hid behind it, waiting for whoever was fallowing her to come in.

After about twenty seconds, the door opened and in stepped a tall person in that same black robe.

She held her breath and waited for them to walk further into the bathroom.

The door closed and she was right out in the open, against her better judgement she decided to speak up.

"Who the fuck are you?" She asked, startling the person. "You're obviously a guy, cuz of how fuckin tall you are and your body type."

Y/n stepped closer, fear completely slipping away.

"I wanna know why you killed them, it seems to me that you're going for people who I have ties to. Who are you gonna go after next? Ted? Carson? Wilbur? Schl-" She stopped, realizing how many people she could lose.

The man tilted his head, taking a step closer. Y/n took two back and this cycle kept repeating until her back hit the wall, and the man trapped her against it.

She looked up at the masks deep black eyes, searching for any clue of who was behind it.

All Y/n took note of was the scent, she didn't recognize it. But that narrowed it down on who it could be, if she hasn't smelt it before then there are few people in the school who wear it.

"If you get any closer, I'm gonna rip that fuckin thing off your head."

A dark chuckle came from under the mask, sending a chill down her spine.

"Who am I gonna kill next, Y/n?" It was the same voice from the phone. "Ted? Carson? Wilbur?.... Schlatt? That boy likes you, then again so did Mike but you didn't shed a tear over him..."

Y/n kneed the fucker in the stomach, she ran down the hallway and to the office.

"He was in the bathroom! Call the police!"

Once again Y/n ended up at the police station, making a statement. She walked out and got in the car with Schlatt, Ted, Carson, Wilbur, Tubbo, Charlie, and Travis.

"Let's do something." She whispered. "Let's do something like have a fuckin party! We might be dead tomorrow so let's live it up tonight! We're young, so let's do something we ain't ever gonna forget!"

The rest of them cheered and drove over to Ted's, he had the biggest house. The bigger the house the more people, the more people the worse the noise complaint, the worse the noise complaint...the more people are gonna get arrested. So, tonight was gonna be memorable.

Y/n sat on the porch and listened as the music was cranked and people were yelling and singing. Ted came outside and handed her a soda, putting an arm around her and getting close.

"If anything happens, I want you to know that I love you."

Y/n turned to him, shock written all over her face.

"Ted I-"

"How's this party, huh!?" Eric yelled coming out smoking weed. "You two love birds having fun? You gonna start fucking on the porch or are you gonna go upstairs like normal people?"

"Eric." Y/n said. "We aren't together."

He winced, taking another drag from his blunt.

"Ouch, well Ted you just got friend zoned."

With that he turned around and went back inside. Y/n looked down at her shoe and took a deep breath.

"I-"

"It's Schlatt isn't it?" He asked. "I see the way you look at him, but your afraid to say anything because of your friendship. I say you tell him, because he'd kill for you Y/n."

She smiled, "Is he inside?"

"Yep, I'll sit out here all by myself. Maybe if Travis or Charlie come out they'll be drunk and we'll start making out and I'll suddenly realize I'm gay."

"Oh shut up." Y/n giggled, pushing him.

She went back inside to search for Schlatt, she went upstairs and there was nothing. Y/n looked in the kitchen and in the livingroom, but he was no where to be found.

She was about to go into the garage when she heard Ted telling a hord of people to get out of his house.

Y/n went back to the living room to see everyone except her friends were leaving. She looked down and saw Ted's most expensive vase had been smashed on the floor.

"Shit, want me to help you pick it up?" She asked.

"No, I'll do it later. Let's just watch a movie, I'm pissed off."

"K." She said. "I'll make some popcorn."

Everyone else sat down on the couch and popped in a movie while Y/n went into the kitchen. She was about to open a cupboard when she felt some behind her.

She turned around to see Schlatt, he was leaned up against the fridge, a very displeased look on his face.

"Nothing is or will ever be going on between me and Ted, I promise you that." He repeated what she said. "You remember that? You remember when you told me that?"

"Nothing is going on between Ted and I, we're just-"

"Friends?" He asked. "Just friends?"

Schlatt got closer, trapping her against the counter. He leaned in, "Bullshit."

Y/n's eyes became glossy, she moved quick and pressed her lips against his.

"Not bullshit." She whispered, running her hands through his hair. "Not bullshit."

There was a sudden scream coming from outside, Y/n ran into the living room just as everyone else was getting off the couch. They went outside and looked around, Y/n gasped when she saw Carson laying face down by the garage door.

Y/n looked around at the rest of the group that was left after Ted kicked everyone out.

Schlatt, Travis, Wilbur, Tubbo, Charlie, and Ted himself. Now that Carson was dead there's five of them who are innocent.

"Who wasn't in the living room?" She asked.

Travis pointed at Schlatt, "He wasn't."

"He was in the kitchen with me."

"Anyone else?"

"I wasn't paying attention." Wilbur said.

Charlie shook his head, "Neither was I."

"Okay, I'm going back inside to call the police." She said. "Someone go get a car, and someone go to the neighbors just in case the phone lines are cut. The worst thing to do in a horror movie is to split up, but this needs to get done."

Y/n went back inside and looked for Ted's phone, running upstairs and into the master bedroom. She closed the door behind her and picked up the phone, holding it to her ear.

"Oh you're good." She whispered. "You did cut the line."

Y/n ran back downstairs and out the back door, she looked around and went to the garage. Going over to the car and opening the door, she found Travis slumped sideways with stab wounds in his chest.

The sound of those clicking footsteps from the school came from behind her, she spun around to see the man standing there.

"You're not him." She said. "You're taller."

Suddenly ghost face ran at her, knife in hand. She dodged and booked it back to the house. Y/n had to keep herself from screaming when she saw Tubbo covered in blood and laying on the front steps.

She went into the kitchen and grabbed a knife, Y/n started back to the livingroom when she heard Ted call her name.

She looked over at the front door only to watch him fall forward with a knife in his back. A sudden tap came from behind her that had Y/n spinning around, it was that same Ghost face from the bathroom only the mask was covered in blood.

Tears ran down Y/n's face as the hand came up and pulled off the mask.

"Schl-...No...No." Y/n dropped her knife and fell to her knees.

"Y-you killed Susan?"

"No sweetie...he did."

Y/n looked over her shoulder to see the taller Ghost face, "And who might you be?"

He pulled his mask off to reveal Wilbur with an unsettling smile on his face.

"I did it for you, Y/n" he said, his voice deep.

"What?"

"You're always so sweet...so loving..." He stalked closer to Y/n, putting his hand out to touch her.

"Always so beau-" a bang rang out and Wilbur dropped to the floor.

Y/n looked at Schlatt, who had a gun in his hand. He set it on the table beside the couch and looked down at Y/n.

"He was gonna take you away from me..." He said. "I couldn't let him do that..."

Y/n stood up and walked up to him, "You didn't have to kill them..."

"Who are you sad about? Carson? Ted..." His voice got deeper. "What has he ever done for you? I was always there for you!"

"Was?" She asked. "You aren't still? You're not gonna abandon me are you?" Y/n was attempting to manipulate him, so he wouldn't freak out and possibly kill her.

"No, Y/n. I'll never leave you." He whispered, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close.

"I love you, Y/n. I'm not gonna leave you."

She closed her eyes and snuggled her face into his chest, listening to his reassurances.

"You really love me?" She asked.

"Yes, more than anything."

Y/n looked up at him, his eyes were dark and full of lust. She glanced down at his lips when she felt the blade of his knife against her stomach.

"You're mine, Y/n. Not Ted's, Not Wilbur's...you're mine."

The cold steel of the blade running over her skin made her whimper, "I'm yours, Schlatt...no one is taking me away from you.

Her hand came down and palmed against his cock, making him moan. Y/n trailed kissed down his neck and sucked on his sweet spot.

"Y/n I-" Schlatt stopped, they both looked over when they heard something being knocked over outside. A rush of happiness and relief washed over her when Y/n saw Ted was no longer on the porch.

THE END ❤️

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pregnancy scare with matty

oh this is birthday-party!matty coded... i mean, i did have them fucking with no pull out or protection whatsoever in part 2 lol (this is a long blurb btw)

it's been 3 weeks since matty and you first got together. 3 weeks of you seeing him as much as you can between deadlines and meetings and his interviews and writing sessions, 3 weeks of being an official couple, 3 weeks of fucking like rabbits when you get the chance. some of those times you've used protection, others you've gotten too caught up in each other to take the time to consider it. but you're in love. you're happy. you're talking about holidays together and hard launches on social media and house-buying. it's serious.

and then your period, normally so regular you could set your watch by it, doesn't arrive. and then the potential reality of your situation sets in.

you call matty to tell him that afternoon. he's at your flat within 20 minutes, the rising pitch of your voice on the phone an indicator that you were on the verge of a panic attack. he steers you by the shoulders to your sofa, grabs the personalised love island water bottle your friends got you as a joke and makes you sip its contents, hugs you tight to his chest as your breathing regulates. "shh, sweetheart," he says into your hair. "it's alright. you're alright. we're alright."

you look at him, eyes wide in disbelief. "alright?" you squeak. "matthew, we are not alright! my period is-"

"late, and you're never late, you said on the phone," matty nods. "but come on, darlin', it's not even been a day yet. and you've been so stressed with the manuscript and the deadlines lately - that can throw your flow, right?"

despite yourself, you snort. "throw my flow? who am i, azealia banks?"

matty pinches your side lightly. "leave me alone, i was just trying to make you feel better."

"you did, baby, you did."

there's silence for a couple of minutes, save the sounds of london outside, until matty mutters something so quietly you almost miss it. "would it really be so bad if you were actually pregnant?"

you open your mouth to say yes, but your boyfriend places a finger over your lips before you can. "i know, i know, the timing isn't ideal," he continues. "and we're not prepared. but i'd quite like to have a kid or two with you in the future, if you'd want that."

"yeah, in the future, babe," you reply. "not now!"

"i know, but it's still a nice thought. you've got to admit it, sweetheart - we would make a really fucking cute kid. cool, too."

you smile at the mental image, a toddler with thick dark curls, curious eyes like yours, and the cheekiest little smile on the planet, running towards you in black converse, holding a picture book. "yeah, we would."

"and you said i'd be a dilf."

another mental image - matty, shirtless and messy-haired, holding a tiny baby to his chest and singing softly. you sigh. "you would."

"god, you'd be such a milf. hottest mum in the playground," matty says, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. "and wouldn't our kid grow up in the perfect scenario, with two parents who love each other as much as we do?"

you kiss his hand. "indeed they would."

matty pulls you into his chest again. "i'm not saying that it wouldn't be difficult, not at all. if you are pregnant, we'll deal with it however you want to. i'm just saying that i wouldn't mind having a baby with you, even right now, not at all."

you kiss him. "ok."

matty stays over that night. the two of you hold each other close in bed, the atmosphere still thick with nerves, but not the heavy kind. more like... butterflies. he leaves for work in the morning with a long kiss and a "relax", and you make a point of intending to. unfortunately, however, your stomach muscles start to cramp as soon as you close the door. "oh, shit."

you run to the toilet, where you discover that you are absolutely definitely not pregnant. still sitting on the lav, you call your boyfriend to tell him the news. he laughs and says "good good", but you're strangely melancholy. "is it weird that i'm kind of upset i'm not having your baby?"

"no, i made it sound great," comes the eye-rolling-inducing reply from down the phone. "but it's not that you're not having my baby - you're just not having it yet."

"well, we'll need to move house before we do. my flat's too small, and your house is too... concrete. can you imagine a kid having to learn to walk in there? christ."

"alright, sweetheart, noted."

#mads muses #mads answers asks #fluff asks #matty asks #into the birthday partyverse

[aishnico]

#𝘾𝙇𝙄𝙁𝙁 𝘽𝙐𝙍𝙏𝙊𝙉: 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦

» summary: spending valentine’s day with your beloved one while listening the vinyl he bought for you

» word count: 1.2k

» warnings: major fluff to angst with no happy ending, grammar issues

"hey babe! i have a surprise for you," you called happily while approaching him with a small box.

"oh? is that my late birthday gift?" he asked playfully.

you rolled your eyes. "babe, you know i didn't forget your birthday. indeed, i was the first one to celebrate you."

"yeah, because we live in the same house." he got more playful.

"ugh... i just wanted to connect your birthday with today. i'm not that rich, you know. so i bought only one thing for these two days."

"hey..." he said while taking the small box away from you and putting it on the coffee table. "i'm just messing with you. you don't know how much i appreciate all the things you do for me. i love you and you only. i'm so lucky to have you." he now trapped you between his arms. he was smelling mix of cigarettes and your favorite cologne of his.

"i love you too cliffy. so, so much. and i think we are both lucky to have each other." you looked up to him and met with his sweet smile. he kissed your forehead and then gently pulled you away.

"i have a surprise for you too. wait here." while leaving the living room. making you feel excited.

after a couple of minutes, he returned with a brown paper bag. he then sat next to you.

"first, open yours." you said while grinning. he nodded and took the box from the table and started to open it.

"it's kinda heavy. babe..?" he looked at the thing inside the box. it was a bass pedal he had been looking for a while.

"babe!" he put away it and then hugged you tightly. "you don't know how much i needed this, thank you so much!" he said while hugging you tighter.

you were working hard on your job to buy this. you didn't tell him, but he already knew that. it was the best gift for both his birthday and for valentine's day.

"cliff, babe, i can't breathe-" he finally let you go but the grin on his face didn't.

"now open yours."

you took the paper bag to your lap and took out what was inside of it.

holy shit...

it was pink floyd's wish you were here vinyl.

and it was from the 1975 edition. even so, the cover of it was looking new.

you couldn't help but gasp loudly. he knew this was your favourite album of them. whenever y'all go to vinyl shops you would look for this.

"cliff, babe-"

"shh," he said while taking the vinyl from you and opening the cover of the record player. he then carefully placed the vinyl on it and placed the needle. seconds later, you heard the intro of shine on you crazy diamond. the vinyl sounded so clearly. he really did find the best for you.

you then snuggled each other. him resting his head on your head while you rest yours on his chest.

"you know, this is not the best album to listen to on valentine's day."

"then why did you place it there?"

"just wanted to make you happy."

"well then, let's just relax a little. then i promise to listen with you to motorhead, sabbath, misfits, or whatever you want."

"i'd like that." he said happily before dozing off on you. you joined him minutes later.

you both woke up at the beginning of wish you were here. looking at each other sweetly. he then suddenly got up and reached out to you. you gave him your hand not knowing what's he planning.

he dragged you a few steps from the couch. placing his arm to your waist and other is pulling your arm up. you smiled at him while placing your free hand behind his neck. burying your face in his chest.

so, so you think you can tell

heaven from hell?

blue skies from pain?

can you tell a green field

from a cold steel rain?

a smile from a veil?

do you think you can tell?

"clearly this is also not the best song to listen to on valentines day." you said breathing in his presence. your voice sounded sad. knowing the story behind this song.

"yeah... hey, what's wrong?" he asked and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"i don't know about the other songs but, this song and shine on you crazy diamond were written to group's old band made, to the soul of the group, syd. listening to it now reminds me of him." you paused. "oh, sorry... today is supposed to be our day."

"well, i'm sorry for him, for them. i know this is not going to help but, if you don't pay attention to the lyrics, it sounds like a song to slow dancing with your partner."

you smiled. "you're right though." buried your face further on him.

how i wish, how i wish you were here

we're just two lost souls

swimming in a fishbowl

year after year

"you can't even imagine how much i love you cliff. i always gonna love you, i always gonna support you. as long as you let me, i always gonna be by your side. even if we break up in the future, i'll always wish you and to band the best."

"bold of you to assume that we're going to break up in the future." now both of his hands were on your waist. leaning his head on yours. "i swear to you, i'll never leave you and let you leave from my life. you're all i want, all i need. i love you, more than you'll ever know."

tears were continuously falling from your eyes. he gently pressed his hands on your cheeks and wiped them away with his thumbs.

"hey now, i didn't say all of this just to make you cry." he smiled at you and gently pressed his lips against yours. it was a sensual kiss. after a couple of minutes, you pulled away slowly, smiling at him.

when the last song ended he took out the vinyl carefully and placed it back to its cover.

"don't forget, only death can separate us. i promise." he said and grinned before he went to place the new vinyl on the shelf and pick the vinyl he wanted.

— october, 1986

he really kept his promise.

you didn't know when you finally accepted this to yourself.

you didn't even know if you could visit him, did you really have that strength? could your heart endure?

endless telephone calls, visits from your beloved ones, the newspapers... all of these made you weaker and weaker.

but you had to. you had to fly there and tell things you wanted to say. you had to be strong for his family, you had to be by their side. you had to support the band emotionally like they've supported you.

you finally got up from your couch, went to the bathroom to wash your messy face. after taking a deep breath you started to look for plane tickets to sweden.

running over the same old ground

what have we found?

the same old fears

wish you were here

#metallica #cliff burton #metallica x reader #cliff burton x reader #metallica fluff #cliff burton fluff #james hetfield #kirk hammett #lars ulrich #jason newsted #metallica angst #cliff burton angst #80s metal #90s metal #80s #90s #Spotify

[odetodilfs]

hii, its me again🦈🦈 i have request in my mind rn.. can you do agent whiskey x male reader where they argue and agent whiskey suddenly say that m/n is annoying, so m/n decide to give silent treatment and agent whiskey want m/n attention 🎶🎶 and the rest you can just go crazy with it like they having sex or maybe cuddles time💙💙 anyway love your writing, keep it up💫💫

-anon🦈

Apologies

Hey anon, super happy to have you requesting here!! This was really fun and lovely to make!

Pairing: top agent whiskey x bottom male!reader Content: Established relationship, praising, breeding and soft Whiskey.

“Jack, you can’t just tell me you’re gonna be gone for a day then actually take 3 days then say your phone ran out of battery!” you were mad at Whiskey, he pulled this stuff regularly, “Sometimes I wonder if you cheat on me” you sighed, “Wait, sugar,” he called you, but it was too late, you were angrily stepping towards your room now, deep down you knew he wouldn’t ever cheat on you. The man was all over you when he was at home, but the fear was there.

You had booked a date with you and him at this fancy restaurant which was usually always full for yesterday, but he decided to come back a day later without even telling you, which made you so mad and you didn’t know why. Whiskey once again entered the room following after you, “Sugar- please-” he begged you to listen. You just sat on your bed, with folded arms, you shook your head, he frowned and stepped outside your room.

After a few more attempts over the next few hours that failed miserably he decided to stop and just let you do your own thing, ny now you regretted giving him the silent treatment and worried if you were going to get the same from him, so you walked up to him, he was in the living room, looking anxious, you had a sorrowful look on your face, his eyes lit up when he saw you, but he didn’t say anything, “Listen, I’m actually so sorry” he started 

“No, it was me, I over reacted, I was just pissed cause I booked this place at a fancy restaurant and you couldn’t make it in time, I was silly” you admitted, “No, no, sugar, you weren’t, I’ll charge my phone often, I’ll tell you when my missions are prolonged” he held your hand as he said it, “Jack…” you went in and hugged him tightly, you could feel him melt in your arms, “We’re good now?” he asked you, “Yeah, we are, but maybe I want something to make up for missing the table I reserved at that fancy restaurant…” you flirted while grazing his inner thigh, “You sure you wanna ride me, sugar? This cowboy is tired” he said, pointing at himself. 

“Well, I don’t have to ride you, you can fuck me missionary” you said, getting closer to him, “and get to see just as much of my face as you do whatever you want to me,” you continued saying seductively, “Fuckkk… when you put it that way-” he smirked, 

“Yeah, you’ll still be in charge” you kissed his neck as he flipped you over on the couch, “Over… here?” you asked, surprised he wanted to fuck you in the living room, “Yeah, over here, I’ve wanted to get these clothes off you for too long now” he immediately started removing your clothes, “Already hard for me, hm?” he asked seductively, smirking at you, “I always am” you giggled and he started putting lube on his fingers.

It was clear he was desperate for you by the way he was frantically trying to get his fingers in your ass, even missing a couple times. When he finally put a finger in your as you moaned in pleasure, the first touch your man gave you always felt so good, “F-fuck- Whiskey-” you moaned 

“Shh, it’s alright, I’ll add in another one, you’re taking me well sugar, so well” he praised as he started to push 2 fingers. When his fingers grazed your prostate you jumped in pleasure as a shock went through you, it felt so goddamn good. 

“W-Whiskey, please-” you begged having no idea of what you were begging for, 

but the way your legs were shivering and the cries you let out were more than enough to let him know you liked what he was doing, his fingers always worked magic on you. As he withdrew his finger from your loosened hole, you saw him lube up his dick, “Gonna make everything up to you sugar, getting late, making you lose money, I’m gonna make it worth it, gorgeous, just relax” he whispered into your ear as he smiled sweetly, “F-fuck- do whatever you want-” you whimpered as he started to go inside you, “My sweet boyfriend, he’s so tolerant with me, sometimes too tolerant” he chuckled, you were feeling so much pleasure but even then you chuckled too, “I love you” he said quietly as he started to thrust, you were feeling so much you couldn’t even say it back, it was absolute bliss.

As he kept thrusting, his dick hit your spot over and over again, you were moaning and groaning in pleasure, all Whiskey could focus on was the tight feel of your walls on his dick, how tight you were, how sorry he was, he leaned in and kissed you with full force, his mustache tickling your lips, “Mmm-” all you could do was moan into his mouth as he fucked into you with thrusts that were progressively getting harder. The way his dick felt inside you was heavenly and he nuzzled your shoulder as he saw you getting more desperate to cum, “J-Jack-” you sobbed as you felt yourself tip over the edge, you bit hard into his shoulder as your dick sprayed you and him with cum, when you clenched around him he couldn’t hold it anymore and he shouted your name as he came inside you.

As you came down from your high he looked at you and kissed you again, not as rough, but sweeter this time, you moaned and sighed into each other’s mouths as you kissed him back, “Do you want more, sugar? Anything for you” he smiled, you were honestly exhausted so you shook your head and instead roped him in for a hug, “No baby, I’m fine, I just really wanna cuddle you” you smiled as you kissed his forehead, “So we’re good now?” he asked with the cutest, dorkiest smile he could have, “We’re good my love,” you said as you held him towards you, “I love you” he started to say, “I’ll try to work on my timing” he smiled, “Thanks love, I love you too, more than anything” you stayed talking until eventually you fell asleep, warm, happy and in love.

#agent whiskey #agent whiskey x male reader #jack daniels x male reader #jack whiskey x male reader #jack whiskey daniels #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x male reader #pedro pascal characters #x male reader #gay

[visualbutterflysworld]

Trash Magic | Vhackerr

Warning: depression, miscommunication, angst, sweet smut

Reader has been feeling down. Vinnie, who’s never seen this side of her, is afraid she may break up with him or secretly seeing someone else.

Uhhh yeah. This was different. Inspired by Lana’s song !!

37 days. It has been 37 days since Vinnie last saw his girl smile. Genuinely smile, he means. The look on her face is always the same. No sparkle in her eyes. No shine from her body. Just the same ol dead pan looked. The quick answers. The distance.

At first, Vinnie simply thought she started her monthly but even after a day or two she’ll go back to her bouncy self. The ambivert girl he’s grown to know and love has simply disappeared. Maybe it’s him? Did he do something wrong? Maybe, she was sick of him. In Vinnie’s eyes that’s how it seemed.

Little did he know that his girl was suffering from depression. Her antidepressants-that she kept hidden from him- weren’t working. Life was starting to feel like a chore again. Of course, she could’ve talked to Vinnie but she didn’t. She didn’t want him to see her like this. It didn’t help with the media shipping him with another girl. Another girl that wasn’t of color. She was pretty, Y/n would not lie but she also couldn’t help feeling doubtful.

Vinnie was just gonna leave her right? She was better. It was always someone else. Vinnie was just gonna push her away. That’s what Y/n thought. Some people could be so cruel about their relationship. Y/n had learn a long time ago that she shouldn’t care what people thought but, on days like these, she couldn’t help herself.

She’s prettier than you!

She’s better than you!

Vinnie and her would make such a better couple!

You’re just in the way!

Those were thoughts she simply couldn’t ignore. It didn’t help with the other thoughts that were way worse. Y/n sat on the cold floor as she looked at her phone. The comments on Vinnie’s last post were of them shipping Vinnie and the girl. What made Y/n come out of her thoughts was a knock at the door.

“Y/n. We really need to talk.” Vinnie’s said. Here it was. The moment he was gonna dump her. It was too much. It felt like too much. “Y/n?” Vinnie asked again and that’s when the water works began. Y/n curled up into a ball and laid on her side. The door quickly opened and she felt a breeze as Vinnie walked over to her.

“Hey, hey. It’s okay. It’s okay.” Vinnie pulled Y/n into his arms. She clutched onto his shirt and hid her face as she continue to cry. Vinnie pushed himself against the wall and massaged Y/n hair. “Shh. Baby, it’s okay.” Vinnie whispered. “Please, Vinnie! Please, don’t leave me! Please!” She screamed. Vinnie’s eyes widen. What was she talking about?

“Vinnie, I’m sorry! Please, don’t leave me!” She cried harder. “Baby. Y/n, darling, what are you talking about? I’m right here. What’s wrong.” Vinnie asked. “You’re gonna leave me! You came in here to break up with me! I’m so sorry. Please don’t go!” She wrapped her arms around his neck. Holding onto him tight. Vinnie couldn’t help but to feel his heart crack.

Why on earth would he leave her? Where would she get these ideas from. Vinnie rubbed her back in small circles as he tried to calm her down. Vinnie scanned the room to notice a medicine bottle on the sink counter. Squinting his eyes he saw the words. He let out a breath as he realized she must be having a episode.

As he got her to focus on her breathing and calm down a bit. Just enough to have her sniffling he finally spoke. “Y/n, I’m not breaking up with you. I thought you were leaving me. I would never do anything to hurt you. You know this. Do you want to talk about what’s been bothering you, now?” Vinnie asked as Y/n slowly leaned away. “My…my antidepressants haven’t been working lately and everyone is saying how you’d look better with someone else. I guess, I started to believe them.”

Vinnie smiled softly before putting his hands on her face. Squishing her cheeks together. “Babydoll, I don’t want to be with anyone else besides you. I..you’re simply my everything. It’s my job to make sure you’re happy. You can’t hide these things from me, okay? You have to tell me when you’re feeling down.” Y/n smiled as her face made a silly look. Vinnie softly laughing before pecking her in the lips.

“Okay?” He asked again. “Okay. Pinky promise.” Y/n said. Vinnie smiled again and kissed her. This time was a full on snog. She could feel the love he had for her. The passion he had. The hunger. He pulled her closer. He had to tell her how he felt. This was one of the ways he could.

Y/n gasped as she felt herself be picked up. Vinnie using this opportunity to slip his tongue in. It wasn’t long until they were on his bed. Y/n completely undressed and him still in his boxers. He kissed her neck and down to her chest. “So pretty.” He whispered but loud enough to make her thighs clutch. Tugging on her nipple for a second before doing the same to the other.

He slowly parted her legs and smoothly slipped a in finger into her. Her back arching as she felt him stretch her out. Going slowly at first but faster when she closed her mouth from the silent moans. “So fucking tight.” He looked down to see where his finger was going in and out at a fast pace. “Vinnie.” She moaned before grabbing the sheets under her.

Vinnie slowed down and soon his face was right in front of her sex. “So fucking pretty too. Such a pretty cunt. Made just for me.” Vinnie growled before he flattened his tongue against her clit. Y/n jolted from the action. Trying to back away but Vinnie held her down by her hips. His tongue entering her. Eating her as if she was his last meal.

The moans he got from her were sent from heaven. He had found that spot that makes her buck in a few short seconds. It wasn’t long until she was coming. Cries and pleases came as he helped her with her high. Lapping up every drop. He brought his head up with a smile as he saw her warn out, just by his tongue. Her breathing was fast but was slowly going back to it’s normal speed. “You taste fucking amazing.” He praised as he rubbed her swollen clit.

Vinnie knew how much she liked being praised. He didn’t have to be inside her to know her walls clutched. Vinnie kissing back up to her face. Leaving love bites and hickeys here and there. He quickly grabbed a condom and placed it on his aching dick. Slamming into her without warning. “Fuck, Vinnie!” Y/n moaned her back aching. He put his arm under her back pulling her closer to me. “That’s it baby. Give into me. You’re the only girl I want.” Vinnie grunted as he pulled out, so far only his tip was in.

Her arms going around his neck and slowly slipping down to his back. Scratching at the pleasure he gave. “God, baby.” Y/n screamed. He was going fast but it felt so slow. Like the world had stop for them and them only. “I love you, baby. So fucking much.” Vinnie groaned as he placed a hand on the headboard. That was it. The world had stop.

Vinnie had said the three magic words. The words that Y/n needed to hear. She didn’t realize she had started crying again. “I love you too, Vinnie! I love you more than anything.” And at the same time. They both released. In pure ecstasy. The words that had been dying to roll out for them both.

All they needed was to hear the other say ‘I love you’.

#vincent hacker #vinnie hacker #bwwm couples #bwwmromance #oneshot #vhackerr #vinnie hacker smut #love #angst

[lualuabestningdungie]

I want your midnights | C. Beomgyu

Genre fluff, brother’s best friend au; pairing nonidol!beomgyu x afab!reader; warnings hidden relationship, making out, slightly suggestive, might contain grammar mistakes; Wc 0.4

I want your midnights. But I’ll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year’s Day.

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Stumbling through the hallways of your house, hand in hand with him, after subtly disappearing from the New Year’s Eve party your family was hosting. Hushed whispers, trying to muffle your laughters with your hands. Making your way to your bedroom without anyone noticing.

“Shh! Gyu, they’re going to hear you!” You practically had to drag him away from the door of your brother’s room when you walked next to it.

He loved the thrill of being a couple behind everyone’s back. Always risking being seen by anyone just to feel the excitement of it.

He purposely stopped right next your brother’s bedroom. A smirk grew on his face as he pulled you closer to him.

“Beomgyu, what the hell?” You whispered again.

“What?” A dumb smirk on his face.

Your brother was still on his room getting ready for the party. He could walk out in any moment.

“Soobin is there! He could walk out in any moment!” Of course he couldn’t care less. He cupped your cheeks with his hands and pulled you in for a kiss.

You melted into him, leaning to his touch. Until you heard footsteps coming from your brother’s room. You pulled away and dragged Beomgyu into your room.

“Well that was close.” He said as he sat on the edge of your bed.

“You do this every time.” You sat next to him, and he placed an arm over your shoulder holding you close to him.

“Oh but it’s so fun.” He kissed the top of your head. “By the way, I have a surprise for you.” He smiled as you turned to face him.

“You do?” He nodded. “What is it?”

“I’ll tell you at midnight.” He smiled.

You were about to reply but a loud knock on the door interrupted you.

“Yn, tell me when Beomgyu’s here! I’ll be in my room.” It was Soobin.

“Okay!” You replied “He doesn’t even know you’re here.” You chuckled.

“I told him I might be a little late.” He explained. “But anyway, where were we?” Beomgyu smiled and cupped your cheeks.

You rolled your eyes playfully and leaned in closer to him. His lips touched yours in a soft kiss, that eventually turned into a more intense one. His hands moved to your waist pulling you even closer, while your hands wrapped around his neck.

You pulled away after a few minutes, both of your lips red and slightly swollen, and your lipstick smudged on his lips. But of course he didn’t mind that. He loved it when that happened.

“I Guess we have to go back to the party.” You said, handing him a tissue to wipe off your makeup from his face.

He took it and started wiping it off. “Yeah you’re right, I’ll just go to Soobin’s room, I’ll tell him you let me in.” He stood up from your bed, not without giving you a small peck on the cheek, and left your bedroom.

You went downstairs after fixing your lipstick, to help your mom with the party. After a few minutes, Soobin and Beomgyu joined the party.

There were a few stolen glances between the two of you. Softly kicking your foot under the table while having dinner.

Then it was time.

10…

Beomgyu stepped closer to you, his cup on his hand.

9…

“Ready for your surprise?” He whispered.

8…

“Oh right, what is it?” You asked turning to face him.

7…

“Yn, I know I want to be with you…

6…

… there’s nothing I want more than to be yours this new year.” The genuine sparkle in his eyes, the Christmas lights still glistening around the room.

5…

“Beomgyu…”

4…

“I don’t care about what your brother would think, or your friends.”

3…

“I just want you, and I’ll be yours.”

2…

Leaving you speechless, he pulled you in closer and stared deeply into your eyes, with one last nod.

1…

He kissed you. In front of your friends, and family.

#k films #tomorrow x together #choi beomgyu #kang taehyun #choi soobin #choi yeonjun #huening kai #lualuabestningdungie #fluff #choi beomgyu fluff #new years day #txt fluff #txt imagine

[ssj2hindudude]

The Fresh Prince of Naga-loka

Now, this is a story of someone great

Of an epic, royal, cool half-snake

And I'll dive right in

You're gonna get soaked

I'll tell you how I became the prince of the land of Naga-loka

Aiden: Rudy, what are you doing? This is so cringe!

Aru: I know right? XD Brynne, whatever you do, don't stop the beat!

*Brynne the DJ gives a thumbs up*

In the Underwater Kingdom born and raised

The Coral Garden's where I spent most of my days

Livin in luxury, swimmin in mah pool

And making mah music with mah magic jewels

When a couple of nags who just had a bad week

Started calling me a colorblind freak

I got in one little fight and my dad took a stern tone

He said, "You're movin' with your Grandpa 'til you're ready for the throne"

I begged and pleaded with him to let me stay

But mom packed my bags and sent me on my way

She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my shades

Then dad said, "You're gonna make a fine ruler someday"

Aiden: Ok, I'll admit, that part was pretty sad.

Aru: Yeah, ngl, his childhood was pretty rough for a rich kid

Meeting Gramps, yo this is bad

Burns and scars all over like a nuclear blast

Is this what the people of Naga-loka living like?

This just gave me one thought, YIKES

But wait, I hear they're judgy, snobs, all that

Is this the type of place to just give me the welcome mat?

No idea

I'll just go for broke

I hope they're prepared for the prince of Naga-loka

Aiden: I had no idea he was this scared when he first-

Aru: Shh, Wifey I think this is where we come in!

One day, in the library, I heard someone shout

There was a chick dressed like Spidey fighting gramps with a pout

I knew I just got here, but gramps was a jerk

And was that the chick who kissed a pole when I winked with a smirk?!?

I threw a bhangra rock, didn't even think

Without a clue of the adventures I was gonna head in

I even got to move in with my emo cuzzy

And now I've got a queen out here making me feel fuzzy

Aiden: Is Mini wearing a crown made of black snakes?

Nikita: They custom-ordered it. Took me forever to find enough obsidian, but it was worth it.

Aru: Shh, big finish!

I pulled up to the war with an army of snakes

And I yelled to the Sleeper, "Yo holmes, smell ya late"

Now look at my kingdom

This ain't no joke

To sit on my throne as the prince of Naga-loka

Aiden: Now we just have to wait for him to go on stage and smack someone in the face.

Aru: Only if they insult Mini first

#aru shah #the pandava quintet #the potatoes #aru shah headcanon #aru shah incorrect quotes #aru shah headcanons #mini x rudy #prince rudra of naga loka #rudy x mini #prince rudy of naga loka #source: fresh prince of bel air

[hauntingcryptids]

Work Hard, Rest Hard

O x Reader ( Dhawan!Master x Reader)

Summary - Your roommate O is incredibly kind; he is very willing to help you calm down in any way he can.

Based On This Request - Anonymous requested - “Hi! May I ask for a soft fic with The Master where they hypnotise The Reader?”

Warnings - the reader is incredibly stressed, anxiety, hypnotism, hypnotism without consent

Word Count - 947

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested by this lovely anon! I will link the other fics inspired by this request HERE, if you would like to read them. I hope that you enjoy!

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You had been living with O for a couple of weeks now. Your last roommate moved out randomly and you had been scrambling every day to find a new roommate at such short notice. Thankfully, O moved in pretty soon after and was able to pay for half of the rent, which you had been struggling to pay in full on your own.

O was very willing to pay for the next couple of weeks' rent in full to make up for when you had to pay the rent in full. But you refused. You didn’t want your new roommate to be forced into doing something like that. But O did that anyway. He wanted to relieve some stress from your shoulders. He could see that you were tense, and he wanted to help you without being too intrusive about your personal life.

With O’s help, a lot of stressors were removed from your plate, but you still had so many things to do. The thing that kept you up most nights, however, was your work. You were a bit behind on things and were given a notice to have everything completed by the upcoming Monday, but you also had to complete this week's work, as well. You would have to stay up late to finish it all in time. 

You were currently pacing around the kitchen, waiting for the kettle to boil, when O walked into the kitchen.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, everything’s great.” You mumbled insecurely while tapping your foot wildly.

“You seem a little stressed.”

“No, I’m perfectly fine.” O walked up to you as you were preparing your tea.

“You can tell me anything. Just so you know.”

“You don’t mean that.” You huffed. To you, O was still a stranger and why would a stranger care about you and your health?

“I do.” O tentatively placed a hand on your shoulder causing you to finally look into your roommate's eyes. He did look to be incredibly sincere, so you broke down and told O the truth.

“Things are just a bit complicated with work. I’m struggling to stay on top of things.”

“I have some work to do. We could maybe just work together. Make sure that we through everything.” You nodded, relieved, to O. 

You and O worked together for a while. O seemed to be flying through all of his work, but you, on the other hand, were still struggling immensely. You looked over at O typing away on his laptop then returned to stare at your own computer; barely a sentence was written on the open document. You switched to writing some notes in a notebook; you hoped that physical handwriting would make your brain flow better. But unfortunately for you, that did not help. You slammed your notebook down on the table and groaned in mental agony.

“I can’t do this O! It's just too stressful! And I’m not good enough!”

“Don’t say stuff like that. I know that you can do this.”

“No! No, I can’t. I should just quit because I’m such a failure!” You stood up and began pacing as you had before in the kitchen. You felt yourself begin to start heaving breaths. Air didn’t seem to fill your lungs fast enough. You then began to flap your hands back and forth in an attempt to call yourself down. But nothing worked and now you felt like your head was spinning.

“Shh shh, look at me.” O was suddenly in front of you, holding you by your shoulders.

“O?”

“Just look at me. You can do that right?” You nodded as O cradled your face in his hands. O’s soft thumbs were resting on your temples, rubbing circles into your flesh every so often.

“Now take some deep breaths with me.” O instructed and you did as you were told.

“Better?” O asked after a few minutes of the two of you breathing deeply together and you nodded in response. How did you suddenly feel so much better? 

“Do you want me to make you some food?” O’s hands returned to your shoulders and continued to hold you tightly.

“You don’t have to.” 

“Look at me.” O said sternly, but with a lace of warmth; that mix of emotions you had never been on the receiving end of before. You locked eyes with your roommate and felt that feeling again, that feeling of calm and reassurance you had after O had helped you relax.

“Do you want food?” O asked again and you nodded.

“Okay, I’ll make you your favourite. Why don’t you take a nap while I prepare it?” You nodded again as an intense wave of tiredness washed over you. You felt like you had nothing to say even though many responses were rippling around your mind. But before you could question anything that had happened you were fast asleep on the couch.

You woke up to O stroking your arm and muttering something that you couldn’t understand. 

“Hello, sleepy head. Have a nice rest?” O crooked his head to the side to look at your fully.

“Yeah, surprisingly I did.”

“The food’s ready and I planned out a system to best complete everything.”

“O, you didn’t have to do any of this.” You said as you fully sat up.

“Of course I did! Now, let’s get through this together, shall we?” O held out his hand for you and you took it, happily, excited for the evening with O. You didn’t know why, but you just had this gut feeling that O would do anything to help you, and that feeling calmed you down more than anything else in your life had.

#ghost's posts #my writing #fanfiction #x reader #anon #request #doctor who #doctor who x reader #the master #the master x reader #o x reader #o #dhawan!master #dhawan!master x reader #mi6 agent o #mi6 agent o x reader

[lokislittlemidgardian]

Little scarab (pt 1)

Content - museums, readers niece being a chaotic Cupid, angst, little!reader, this part is big space, very heavily mentioned little space, reader being scared to tell her partners about her little space, mentions of a play room, fluff, don’t like don’t read.

Summary - how your journey with your mommy and daddy’s started.

Authors note - it started out as a two parter in my mind but now I’m thinking why not make it an au?, shh we don’t talk about the employment plot in the beginning, hope you enjoy!

Part 2 - here

It all started with a trip to the museum.

You had planned a day out with your 10 year old niece, your sister was practically begging you too seeing as it was half term and she hadn’t had a break for a good few days.

You both decided on the museum one because she had a history project and two it was a place you thought she would have to be quiet and respectful.

You were wrong with both of your assumptions.

“Abbey!” You quietly hissed running around with your boots gently hitting the floorboards, eventually apprehending her gently by the back of her coat you walked around and saw what she was looking at, of course it was the gift shop.

Taking her hand making sure she couldn’t wander off you made your way towards some paperweights and books of ancient Egypt. You didn’t remember much about the pyramids and Egyptian gods you didn’t really pay much attention to them at school but you always found them interesting.

“Auntie Y/N what’s this?” She asked pointing at a paper weight of the pyramid of Giza “that’s the-” “that is the great pyramid of Giza” a woman with shoulder length curly hair and a dark green jacket on answered “it was built roughly around 2550 to 2490 bc by the Egyptian people and it’s stayed there for centuries.” She answered picking up the pyramid and giving it to your niece with a smile looking forward at you “yeah well, yeah that’s about it” you said with a chuckle at the woman.

You couldn’t get over how beautiful she was.

“You wanna know something?” A man with jet black curls asked while stacking shelves “what?” Abbey said eagerly “we’ve been in there” he said gesturing to they woman in front of you. The revelation made your niece very excited but you obviously didn’t believe him.

You would later on find it to be true.

After a few minutes of talking to the couple you learned that their names were Layla and Steve. Eventually you realised that it was getting late and that you sadly had to get abbey home to your sister. “Can we get this for mum auntie? Please she’d love it” abbey said hopefully looking at you “of course we can bey” you said taking her hand.

After the pair had rung you up they wished you a good night Laylas hand grazing yours a little to long before you made your way to the exit.

Or course abbey thought it was the right time to announce her opinion on your interaction before you had even left the room.

“You fancy them don’t you auntie” “Abbey!”

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Since that night you hadn’t really thought about the interaction apart from when you heard terms like god, goddess, museum, pyramid, paper- hang on, you might have thought about it a little bit.

You were sitting behind the cash register at the cafe you worked at, it was in the heart of London so you saw all types of people, but you never expected to see the two people you had been thinking about for weeks.

Once they had seen you, Laylas features lit up and Steven had a surprised expression on his face that was almost comedic. Once they had chosen a table you rushed discreetly to be the one that served them earning a snigger from Harley, Harley was your best friend and they had been the recipient of every detail about each of them at least every 4 days.

“Hiya!, what can I get for you?” You asked smoothing out your apron a tad and looking at each of them with a warm smile. “Uh yes um could I get an earl grey tea please?” Steven stuttered out with a smile on the side of his mouth “absolutely, and what about you?” “Just a black coffee thanks” Layla said grinning at you.

After you had brought out their drinks you stayed to talk to them for a while until you were called back into the kitchen. When they came over to pay for their drinks Layla slipped a piece of white paper over to you with 2 phone numbers attached.

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That was 5 months ago and you had been together ever since you phoned them up the day after.

You knew about Marc and konshu and Layla and taweret, obviously you had been very confused and not to mention concerned about their well being but in the end you had figured out that they had everything covered. Everything was perfect. Well almost perfect.

You still hadn’t told them about your age regression.

The topic wasn’t easy to bring up at all so you just never bothered, but it was beginning to take its toll on you. You hadn’t had the chance to regress for almost the entire time you had been together, it wasn’t just them though it was work and your family. You just never got any time to yourself.

You were beginning to distance yourself from them and they were starting to notice. Every time they came around to your flat you seemed on edge to them and they were starting to think you felt uncomfortable around them. Obviously that couldn’t be further from the truth, you were only on edge because you were always looking around for any little things you might have left out and it didn’t help that when Marc was fronting he was always trying to guess what was behind the locked door next to your bedroom.

Eventually they had reached their breaking point.

Hearing a knock at the door you got up from the sofa, after you unlocked it your were met with the sight of Marc and Layla’s worried faces. Oh no.

After inviting them in they gestured you over to the sofa, you didn’t like this silence. “Are you two okay your acting very strangely” you said sitting in the middle of them “were ok baby, we want to know what’s going on with you” Marc said as gently as he could. “What do you mean, I’m fine” you said with a false smile “no your not honey, we know when somethings wrong you don’t have to lie to us” Layla said softly lightly scratching your scalp and placing a kiss on your forehead.

God that was almost enough too make you slip.

Taking deep breath’s you eventually found the courage to speak “have you heard of age regression?” You asked quietly looking at the carpet. “Um no, what is it.” You heard Layla ask still lightly caressing your arm, getting up quickly you found your iPad and typed in the definition of age regression. You weren’t brave enough to say it out loud, giving Marc the iPad you moved to your bedroom. You just didn’t want to see them leave.

Getting under your duvet and curling up in the Cotten sheets you held onto the light blue rabbit and let silent tears fall into the fur. You hated this feeling being on the verge and hazy, you were so uncomfortable that you didn’t hear the footsteps coming into your bedroom.

Feeling the duvet slowly being pulled back you felt Marc carefully get into the bed beside you. Gently pulling you and to face him he used the pad of his finger to wipe away the stray tears. “Shhh it’s ok, your ok just breath for me honey, just like that good job” he said as he talked you through a breathing exercise.

About 15 minutes later you were silent in his arms slowly breathing in and out. Hearing the sound of the front door being opened you instantly sat up in a slight panic only to be gently pulled back down by mark “it’s ok baby it’s just Layla” he said stroking your hair. A few minutes later Layla came into the room with a glass of water in one hand and a sippy cup full of water in the other “hi sweetheart,I didn’t know if you had one or not and I wanted you to be able to choose so I nipped out and bought you one.”

After placing down the two water filled containers she lifted you gently into her side placing a few kisses on the top of your head. “Are you feeling big or little at the moment honey?” Mark asked you soothingly “a bit of both” you said straightening up a bit “why are you being so nice about it?” you mumbled into the side of Laylas neck “because there is absolutely nothing wrong with this my love” Layla said looking at you intensely “we want to be here for you Y/N, we can take care of you.”

“Is Steven ok with it?” You questioned mark almost instantly his eyes rolled back “yes love I’m alright with it” Steven said giving you a small kiss to the tip of your nose “alright then” you said slowly letting yourself fade into sleep in the loving embrace of your partners.

"Goodnight little scarab."

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