#yeah you hate each other. yeah you love each other. yeah you cant stand each other. yeah you cant literally live without each other

[vasito-de-leche]

a little prompt, if you don’t mind

what about mercenary!reader and symbiote!Pavia? it’s just Pavia’s ult/wolves kinda remind me of Venom and i think it would be fun to imagine him being something like Venom

;R1999 PAVIA - "under your skin"

Symbiote!Pavia x Mercenary!Reader 2.5k words body horror What you and Pavia have is nothing more than transactional—you need him to make a living, and he needs you alive to ensure a comfortable life. It's taken some time to get used to these changes, to share everything you have with him for the sake of convenience: your home, your food, your job. And most importantly, your body. Perfect symbiosis, or dysfunctional parasitism? You've yet to figure out where you two stand. One thing is clear, though; he's the best at getting under your skin.

i just want you to know that this prompt speaks to MY SOUL bc i love venom and pavia so fucking much. you dont understand how hard i think about the concept of a symbiotic relationship between symbiote and host. so I went extremely self-indulgent with this one <3

as usual, this is written to be read as platonic or romantic, whatever floats your boat!

Bang!

A clean kill.

The only reason you watch as the body drops to the ground is out of respect for the work you do, nothing else. You've done this a dozen times, and you will do it a dozen more -- the gun in your hand has become a reliable friend rather than a tool for mindless murder, its familiar weight a fleeting comfort in the tedious routine. A shame it came from the most annoying person you know.

Screaming ensues as everyone surrounding your target runs around in panic. You remain, eyes locked on the target. When someone moves their body, attempting to cradle that lifeless corpse, you see it; a bullet right between their eyebrows, the perfect shot.

You feel a tug, but it comes from within your chest cavity. Something squirms inside you, pulling you back, and you understand this as your cue to slide back into the shadows. It begins with a single step backwards, then another, until you feel the texture under your shoes shift -- what was once solid ground is now a dark, velvety mass, floating upwards and fading away like smoke. It licks at your ankles, providing an initially cold sensation that permeates your clothes, and then it continues upwards to your calves, your knees, your thighs. The gun slowly dissolves into slime, taking the shape of what you assume to be a hand, horrible and sticky fingers intertwined with yours, pulling you downwards.

By then, you feel that burning sensation, and then you're dragged into the abyss.

"That was a lousy shot."

A voice echoes in your mind, it is not your own. It feels like a thousand ants marching alongside your cranium. Or rather, what you assume to be your cranium -- in this current state, you can't separate yourself from the embrace of the void. The voice might as well reverberate all around you.

You scoff and insist. No, it was a perfect shot.

"Perfect my ass. You were off by 2 centimeters," the biting remark makes you clench your jaw. You don't reply. The voice does the same, it remains still, only a semblance of white noise, but you understand its silence as a smug victory.

Suddenly, vertigo takes hold of you. It only happens for a split second, always unannounced, but you know better than to brace yourself. Doing so, as you've learned, would only make you nauseous, dizzy and weak -- instead, you let go and the shadows gently coax you back into the light before dissipating in the air.

You find yourself in front of your apartment door, an odd and anticlimactic way of ending a productive day. What, no snack run today?

"Not feeling it today. So you either open the door on your own, or I'll do it myself. Get a move on."

Some of these threats tend to hold more water than others, but more often than not, they're just empty words and loud, useless barking. And so you've learned to ignore them all -- however, you feel a faint prodding inside your back pocket, like a tentacle in search of something. Right, your keys. The roll of your eyes and the slowness in your movements are the only means of rebellion you have against this annoying entity in your head, it continues to breathe down your neck, impatient as ever, until the door opens and you step into your safe haven.

"Finally! Guess there's some activity in that brain dead head of yours."

You're forced to make a bee-line for the kitchen and the fridge, puppeteered by a force much more stronger, much more ancient than every insignificant emotion you've ever felt: the damn parasite inside of you is hungry.

As you both scan the leftovers -- your leech of a roommate seeing through your eyes, smelling through your nose -- the voice returns, this time in a more playful tone, less grating than before.

"Scusi, what's with the silent treatment today?" You bite the inside of your cheek and it laughs at you. "Don't tell me, wolf got your tongue? Are you mad that I saw right through your poor, shitty technique?"

A suffocating presence crawls inside you, starting from somewhere below your rib cage and making its way upwards through your esophagus and trachea, shifting until you feel the prodding of cold, slimy fingers in your mouth. They are tasteless and you can still breathe, your body not even bothering to perceive this as an obstruction or an intruding force that must be coughed and spat out. They are careless in their movements, pinching the tip of your tongue and pushing against your clenched teeth in an attempt to get you to open up.

And the worst part is that this is nothing but a mocking gesture, you've come to understand this over the years. To you, this is no different than someone poking at your sides, childishly asking for your attention. You obediently open, enough for a single digit to slip out, one you recognize as the middle finger. It presses down on your lower lip.

And then you bite down, hard.

It dissipates instantly, it is absorbed back into your body through every inch of skin it makes contact with. There is a new sound in the back of your mind, one you weren't quite expecting. Your parasite laughs, amused, no trace of that usual condescending tone.

"Good, you still know how to use that petty mouth of yours. I don't have to worry about teaching you how to chew down your food."

This makes you stand up straight, turning your head and glaring at an empty space, where you assume this presence would manifest if it chose to stop taking residence in your body, "I'm not eating while you're still in there. If you want dinner, then get out."

There is a beat, a momentary silence. You don't give the parasite any time to bargain, "I'm serious. Use your own damn mouth if you're so hungry. I already have to do everything on my own, I'm not going to start spoon feeding you, too!"

The reply comes out faster than you expected.

"Fine."

For a moment, your vision doubles and your body feels like it's being painlessly torn apart. For a moment, you have two sets of eyes, two sets of arms, two sets of legs and two minds. You are both yourself and him, simultaneously. It is like someone is cutting your soul in half, shoving each part into two different bodies.

It is over in the blink of an eye, and there is a presence looming behind you, made from the same material that took you here, the same material that often travels in your veins and every other crevice, nook and cranny available between your organs and bones. The lights of your apartment flicker, and you take notice of his shadow cast over you.

His predatory gaze burns holes in the back of your head, and in the stillness of it all, you hear his steps, the sound his leather pants and the shifting of his shirt fabric as he steps closer -- until you feel his chest against your back. An arm slides into view, closing the door to the fridge and resting there, preventing you from escaping. It is decorated with all the useless, silver jewelry he's taken from your targets, a hand covered with tattoos you've often traced with your very own fingers in the past.

Oddly enough, you do not feel like prey. Not anymore. Your instinct tells you that you should, but truth be told, you could not care less. Especially when you feel his chin dig into the top of your head, his weight pressing lazily on you.

"…But in exchange, I'm cooking tonight. You got 10 seconds to get outta here." He shifts, and his cheek nuzzles into you as he yawns, like he's ready to move on from this conversation.

"Huh?" You slide from under him, finally looking at the parasite concealing as a man -- one you recognize as the bane of your existence, Pavia. "Uh, like hell I'm trusting you with the food! I've seen the stuff you put on your pizza."

"Like you're one to talk! You add too much salt to everything you make. If you wanted to ruin your liver, you should've just let me eat it from day one. 5 seconds left before I throw you out. C'mon."

"Do you even know how to cook? Any actual recipes that don't require winging everything?"

"Does pasta with a side of 'mind your fucking business or I'll make us eat rat poison' sound good to you?"

"I swear if you put anything funny in the food--…"

"Time's up. Out!" Pavia picks you up, manhandles you even, and tosses you out into the living room. As soon as you land on the couch, the door to the kitchen closes and you're left all alone.

It's easy to forget that you have no fucking clue as to who or what Pavia even is.

No last name, no records, no personal information at all. You've touched him before—he looks and feels just like any other person. If you didn't know any better, you could've sworn he bleeds the same way you do. But there are times when that outer layer of normalcy is peeled back just enough to remind you what you're dealing with. Sometimes, the outline of his form darkens, as if the light around him couldn't affect him in any way, and his eyes go dark, so very dark.

You've seen him in this form, unhinging his jaw to uncomfortable degrees and revealing endless sets of saw-like fangs and teeth. His nails have grown longer, thicker and sharper than expected in many occasions. You would find those on the ground, like a wild dog who has never known, let alone needed, a trimmer.

And most importantly, you've allowed him entry to every pore of your body, every piece of cartilage, every muscle, every vein.

That's when you get a small glimpse into the eldritch monstrosity living under your roof—sometimes, he's a thick fog. Sometimes, he's an oozing pile of slime. Sometimes, he's the big, bad wolf. Sometimes, you can't even understand what you're looking at when he manifests in front of you. Regardless, you're certain of something.

Pavia is darkness, eternal and haunting as the night.

He is also a huge, ungrateful, bastard.

"Hey! Where'd you leave the gelato!? This freezer's a damn mess!" His voice is heard, muffled. It doesn't carry the same cadence and weight as it does when you hear it from within your mind. He sounds more annoying, in fact.

It's a strange experience, to have him coexist right beside you as if he weren't some sort of parasite, one hair away from eating your organs. But at least like this, he cannot read your mind nor attempt to puppet your body like a moron in broad daylight. You don't answer, fully aware that he's only trying to piss you off and lure you into another argument -- as if he'd ever lose sight of his precious dessert, anyway. Instead, you busy yourself with the usual routine; finishing what is left of your work, contact your employers and whatnot.

Soon enough, the kitchen door opens and Pavia slides into the room with a single plate of warm food. You look at him, eyes wide in indignation. Oh, he wouldn't …

"Huh? What, I thought you didn't trust me to cook, so I just made something for myself. There's some leftovers from your poor excuse of a lasagna, though." The smarmy expression plastered all over his face as he licks the sauce off his spoon is unbearable, and you rush to the kitchen either to find the biggest knife to drive into his chest or to resign yourself and eat those leftovers.

And then you see it, another plate resting by the counter. Full of delicious looking pasta.

Son of a bitch.

"Bring me some of that orange juice you bought yesterday while you're in there, yeah?" Pavia never gives you time to settle down, demanding your attention and your frustration time and time again, unable to form a single coherent thought nor opinion about him.

He's annoying, that's all you've been able to figure out so far.

He's annoying, and he's made a mess out of your kitchen to cook this meal for both of you. He's annoying, and stingy when it comes to sharing his favorite snacks and desserts, but he never attempts to steal your own. He's annoying, and he offers you a power beyond your wildest dreams, to get rid of inhibition and embrace the abilities of an eldritch beast. He's annoying, and he hogs all the fucking blankets at night, planting his cold feet against your legs or back to add insult to injury.

He's annoying, and he's calling out to you once more, telling you to hurry or else you'll miss "that one stupid show" you like, that he'll switch channels if you don't sit down with him to eat. You sigh. The nerve, the hypocrisy. You know the things he likes to watch -- he has no right to criticize your taste like this.

"I'm coming, calm down! Christ …"

You notice that he never lingers nor invades any of your usual places, always picking the same spots for himself, and this is ironic in every way possible given his fickle nature. There's no doubt that as soon as you two retire for the night, Pavia will make a show out of sliding back into your body, to rest with the warmth of your blood and the soothing rhythm of your heart. And you will tell him to fuck off and sleep on the couch, reminding him of that one time he got a little too comfortable, clutching your heart in his claws, causing you to believe you were having a heart attack. Then, morning will arrive, and you will find Pavia either sprawled out or gone, but never truly leaving you alone. You will feel him, that inky slime, both cold and warm in your veins. You will go to work, and you will return home to start all over again. This is the routine, one you stopped questioning a long time ago.

This parasite who gets under your skin, both figuratively and literally, is annoying. He's annoying when he teases you, forcing you to admit that he can cook a mean pasta. He's annoying when he laughs, loud and boisterous, at those stupid moments he often criticizes in all of your favorite shows. He's annoying when he gets clingy, using you as a pillow because he can't be bothered to reach out for one of the many other pillows scattered around.

He's so very annoying when he looks at you with a curious gleam in his eyes, obviously noticing the way you've chosen to rest your head in the crook of his neck. Time stands still as you simply look at each other, as you lose yourself in those bright, sharp eyes.

You stick out your tongue at him, and Pavia blows a raspberry at you. Sure, he might be plenty annoying on his own, but together you're both insufferable and unstoppable.

#reverse 1999 #reverse: 1999 #reverse 1999 pavia #reverse 1999 x reader #pavia #dreamy sigh. i love overly complex relationships that can be interpreted in 20 different ways #yeah you hate each other. yeah you love each other. yeah you cant stand each other. yeah you cant literally live without each other #yeah hes your best friend. yeah hes the bane of your existence. and yeah youre his only lifeline. yeah youre the only one he trusts #love having relationships with The Eldritch tm #if some of this sounds suggestive its bc i love romantizicing body possession and body sharing and symbiotes theyre my favorite thing ever

[littencloud9]

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#cont thoughts of my last rb but. i think ppl are so quick to say that teruko is a badly written character bc of her role in the story?? #idk how to explain it but. yeah bsd isnt the best at writing female characters and theres hints of misogyny here and there #but ppl always say teruko's entire character is a product of misogyny and that is just. not true. #prob bc people focus too much on the fact that shes a rare female character idk #yeah shes extremely dedicated to the hunting dogs and fukuchi. her LEADER. i dont think thats misogyny #people dont say that about chuuya being extremely loyal to the mafia 😭😭 #'her having to give the credit to fukuzawa for killing fukuchi is so misogynistic!!!' except youre ignoring what that scene is really about #it's about two kinds of people. how fukuzawa couldnt kill out of love vs how teruko killed because of it #it's about the fact that SHE can do it. shes strong enough to. SHE understands whats necessary. SHE pushed her feelings aside. #which i thought was amazing. it really solidified her role as a SOLDIER which was how she was introduced. shes VICE CAPTAIN of the hd i fee #like people always forget that. #it's also rare to see a female character act on smth that isnt emotional cause it's always male characters pushing aside their grief for th #better. i loved that we were shown how fukuzawa who is stone cold and an ex assassin CLDNT do it while teruko who is explosive and emotiona #could!! it was an interesting side to both their characters #thats not to say teruko isnt a victim of misogyny. cause people do hate her for traits they love in other characters (shes very similar to #ranpo and chuuya and jouno off the top of my head) #but to say that her entire self is a result of misogyny is doing a disservice to her character #and shows that you cant look past her relationships with male characters idk #saying she doesnt have anything outside male characters is so untrue i cant stand that argument. bc SHE DOES. youre the one not seeing it #her role during the skyfall arc was amazing how do we forget that #anyway sorry. to each their own ofc im not defending bsd's occasional bad writing #but teruko get behind me djhfjhd

[gubsbuubs]

It’s Mutual

(Throphy Wife Pt.2)

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female!Reader

Warnings: Enemies to lovers; Smut; Creampie; Choking; Dirty talk.

Summary: This is Part 2. of my first post Trophy Wife: When an unsub targets trophy wives, (Y/N) is asked to go undercover with her nemesis, Spencer Reid, posing as a couple to lure the killer. After a figth that proceeded the misson Spencer and (Y/N) give in to the temptation.

Preview: He looked at me and said, "Please, we're not even friends," and then he laughed. "We're just coworkers who despise each other... and normally I can't stand being around you, but right now, I just want to be inside you." He grabbed my face and locked his eyes into mine. "So please, shut up and just let me do my thing." He forcefully kissed me again as we walked through the room.

A/N: Hi, my loves! I´m so grateful for the love my first ever fic got. As I said, this is the second part, but you can read it as a standalone. I hope you all enjoy it, and any and all comments are appreciated.🍒

My requests are open!

Previously:

"Oh, right, I wasn't aware this situation called for a 'white knight' to swoop in and save me from myself," I said. "Since when did my safety become your problem?"

"Since the moment we met, you stubborn brat," Spencer snapped back.

"Since the moment we met? That's so much bullshit. Since when did you care about my safety so much?" I pointed it out. "You've never shown me any compassion before, so why now?”.

And then, suddenly, his lips were on mine, my back pressed to the door with a thud. I felt the heat of his passion and the tension that had been building between us explode in an instant. He kissed me with so much force and passion that I got breathless and had to pull away.

“What the fuck was that about?” I whispered, not being able to back away from his hold.

"Since I kissed you in the casino, I finally understood," he muttered, his forehead resting against mine. "All this animosity, the bickering... we don't actually hate each other; we want each other.” He stared into my eyes before continuing, “And I don't think I can go another day without tasting you."

A small whimper escaped my lips as he opened the door behind me, crashing his lips into mine again. I groaned, "This is so wrong," the words hanging in the air, acknowledging the forbidden nature of our connection.

He chuckled. "Yeah, this is so wrong." Yet he didn't stop, continuing down a path that felt undeniably right in its wrongness.

I hesitated, breaking the kiss. "Reid, I think we shouldn't be doing this."

His voice came muffled as he kissed my collarbone. " Why?"

"This will ruin our friendship." That made him stop in his tracks.

He looked at me and said, "Please, we're not even friends," and then he laughed.

"We're just coworkers who despise each other... and normally I can't stand being around you, but right now, I just want to be inside you." He grabbed my face and locked his eyes into mine. "So please, shut up and just let me do my thing." He forcefully kissed me again as we walked through the room.

We landed on the bed behind me, where he gently bunched up my dress and removed it from my body, leaving me in my matching black lace set. "You look delicious" He sighed. "Cant wait to ruin you."

He pressed his body onto mine, eliciting a throaty moan from my lips as I felt the friction of his clothed erection against my throbbing clit. Each deliberate thrust of his hips intensified the heat between us, the fervent kiss we shared becoming increasingly heated and impassioned.

"Fuck, sweetheart, you sound so pretty like this,” he said while his teeth grazed my neck.

I was surprised Spencer could talk like this, swearing and praising. His words were completely at odds with the Reid I thought I knew. I was a moaning mess under him, and he had barely touched me.

Needing to gain the upper hand in the situation, I decided to playfully tease him, “Who knew you had this in you, Doctor?” I whispered between the kisses.

As his right hand traversed the space between us, his middle finger delicately traced the contours of my clothed core, sending tingles of anticipation through my body.

"It's Spencer,” he replied nonchalantly.

“What?” I asked, confused, barely able to concentrate while his skillful touch continued its sensual dance.

He grabbed my chin, making me lock eyes with his. "You always address me as 'Doctor' or 'Reid,'" his other hand pulled my panties aside, coming into contact with my folds. "Tonight, I want you to scream my name so it's 'Spencer,' understood?" His demanding and authoritarian tone made me want him even more.

A soft, involuntary moan escaped my parted lips as Spencer's long finger gently breached the warmth of my entrance. Our eyes locked, and within his intense gaze, I could sense his growing desire that mirrored my own. It was a shared recognition of the escalating tension between us. An in that moment, he simply smiled, fuck, he was so pretty.

His eyes flickered with a mix of challenge and desire as he responded, "Can't you just take a simple order?"

He teased me relentlessly, pushing the boundaries of my patience, and in response, a desire to further provoke him ignited within me.

"Why do you always have to be so complicated, Reid? Just fuck me already."

A teasing grin played on my lips. "I don't do very well with taking orders, Doctor, let's see if you can make me." With a swift motion I shifted him on the bed, guiding him to lie down and straddling his body

"Do you believe you can tame me just by straddling me?" His voice was laced amusement as his hand found my neck, fingers wrapping tightly, restricting my breath. “I´m still in control Angel, so you better behave, or I won't fuck you.”

"You know you want this as much as I do." I unclasped my bra, offering him a perfect view of my breasts. His hand reached out to caress them, fingers capturing my nipple between his index and middle fingers.

“Be a good girl and grind on yourself on my dick; I want to watch that pretty face of yours." His words were so filthy, igniting a fervent heat within my core.

His dominant demeanor revealed a side of him I wasn't accustomed to, yet I found myself following his orders without hesitation. A symphony of moans escaped my lips, each note drawing his focused gaze. His hands skillfully guided my hips, directing them in a slow, tantalizing rhythm, as I ground against his bulge.

"I always knew you wanted this; just look at you, enjoying yourself as you grind on my cock."

“Are you always this chatty?" I asked breathlessly, my heart pounding in my chest.

"You know you like when I'm chatty." His words came with a confident tone, his voice resonating deep and firm as he held my gaze. A blush crept across my cheeks, a surge of embarrassment confirming his accuracy.

He reveled in the dominance he held over me, relishing the way he held the upper hand in our interaction. As much as I resisted, there was an undeniable thrill that coursed through me, a mix of resistance and a strange kind of pleasure in surrendering to his control.

His hands abruptly halted my movements, securing my hips firmly. His innocent gaze held a promise of something far more provocative as he whispered urgently, "I really want to taste your pussy, (Y/N)." The depth and urgency in his voice heightened the tension. I could only manage a nod in response.

In a swift motion, he flipped me over, his lips starting an exploration of every inch of my stomach. The deliberate pace added to the building anticipation. His skillful hands slid my lace panties off, revealing the vulnerability beneath.

As he undressed, exposing his naked form, it was a mesmerizing sight. His lean, slightly muscular frame glowed with a sheer layer of sweat, and the glistening skin accentuated the erotic ambiance between us.

As he lowered his boxers, a gasp involuntarily escaped my lips. “Oh Spencer, your cock is so pretty.” I bit my bottom lip as my hand traveled to my core, fingers dancing for the man in front of me. “I need it inside me, please.”

My legs instinctively parted a bit wider as he repositioned himself, his head now nestled between my legs.

“Oh Angel, you´re so wet for me,” he said, placing an open-mouth kiss inside my left thigh. “I´ve barely toutched you.”.

I inhaled sharply as he traced a long lick up my slit. "Fuck, you taste even better than I imagined," he murmured, locking eyes with me from between my legs.

I struggled to control my breathing as the room filled with the echoes of my moans and the sweet hums of Spencer's lips against me. He devoured me as if starved, his hands gripping my thighs with force. "Spencer, please; I need you," I pleaded, unable to contain my desire.

"Are you begging?" He questioned me in a teasing tone, his lips brushing against my inner thigh. As my head fell back, I quietly said, "Yes, please, Spencer." He chuckled, the warm breath sending shivers through me. "You'll have to do better than that, Angel. Convince me."

"Spence, I'll do anything. Just don't make me wait any longer," I pleaded

My gaze was fixed on him as he descended, aligning himself perfectly with my entrance.The sight of him sinking into me was utterly pornographic. As he slid completely inside, a shared exhale escaped both of us, releasing a tension we hadn't realized we held. The movement began, It wasn't slow; it wasn't patient.

It was a rapid, fervent rhythm, each thrust driving me to the edge, and with each thrust, my teeth sank into his shoulder to keep me from screaming.

“Fuck Spencer, keep going,” I moaned in his ear.

"See how you crave more even with me already deep inside," he remarked, planting open-mouthed kisses on my lips, capturing the moans that escaped. "Who would've imagined you to be such a beggar for it?""

I struggled to muffle my moans, but each deep thrust hitting my cervix caused my walls to clench around him, drawing delightful whimpers from Spencer..

His thrusts became less controlled as his forehead found solace on my shoulder, the intensity and erratic nature of his movements increasing. "Is that all you got, doc?" With a mischievous smirk, I contributed, determined to play with his mind.

"Shut up," he grumbled, momentarily losing focus. "You just feel so, so good," he confessed, "This pussy is so tight, so wet for me, it's driving me crazy." As his explicit words sank in, I could feel my climax approaching.

"Fuck, it’s like you were made for me." His pace quickened, thrusts becoming more fervent and urgent as the intensity between us escalated. Each movement seemed calculated to elicit a reaction, the force of his movements sending waves of pleasure through my entire body.

The bed creaked in protest beneath us, a symphony of our shared desire filling the room. “You take me so well, baby.” A deep, throaty groan escaped him as his hands sought the curve of my hips, drawing me nearer to him. He watching in admiration as my face contorted in pleasure.

I let out a soft whimper, so overwhelmed by the sensation that I couldn't stop myself from giving in to the overwhelming pleasure. "Spencer, I´m going to cum.”

A soft “yeah?” Was all he said to me as he kept ponding deep into my core. The room was filled with the sounds of our shared desires. Soft moans and whispered words escaped our lips, creating an echo that seemed to linger in the air. Every touch, every gasp, reverberated through the space, intertwining with the raw passion that enveloped us.

His forehead rested against mine, eyes alternately opening and closing with every forceful thrust, our hands tightly intertwined.

"Fuck Spencer, I can't hold it anymore," I confessed breathlessly.

"Cum on my cock baby" I came, my walls squeezing him in the most delicious way. He responded, swiftly pulling out and releasing himself onto my stomach. A mix of exhaustion and satisfaction enveloped both of us.

He collapsed by my side, and we lay there together in a momentary silence. Eventually, he got up and went to the bathroom. Returning with a wet towel, he used it to delicately clean us up.

"Oh my god, I can't believe we just did that," I gasped out, breathless from the intensity of the moment.

"Shhh, just relax," he cautioned, pulling me into his embrace, the lingering tension still palpable.

"But we hate each other, remember?" I teased with an amused tone, locking eyes with him.

His facial expression softened. "I don't hate you; I just find you extremely annoying sometimes," he chuckled.

"Well, the feeling's mutual." My laugh filled the room, causing a warm smile to form on his face, and he nodded in agreement.

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[chriss-slut]

Fuck me even if you hate me

~ Dom!Chris x sub!fem!reader ~

Synopsis: You're now living with your enemy but he gets jealous of you hooking up with other guys.

warning: SMUT!!!! slightly toxic!Chris and reader, a few petnames (ma & slut), rough sex, unprotected p in v, a little bit of fingering and breast kissing, cursing, i guess thats all?

A/N: Its my first time doing this so im sorry if its horrible 😭

Chris and I have always hated each other in highschool. He was a cocky, arrogant, popular guy and I was... well, the same. We were both popular in our sides. Two popular people, opposite genders, the same personality, but who despised each other.

Chris was the most handsome guy in school. I cant deny he was hot, but the only thing that came to my mind when i see him is our rivalry.

We both were always partying and hooking up with several guys and girls (me with guys, him with girls), so we're both intimitading people, at least for us, everyone loved us.

After graduation, i was happy i'd finally get rid of him. A brand new start: college life.

Right now, I'm about to meet my new roommate. I slowly open the door and... no way.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" I ask Chris, looking at him sitting on one of the beds, scrolling on his phone.

Chris looks up and his eyes widen "What are you doing here??"

"I'm in my dorm" i speak, already slightly pissed off, stepping in the room.

"Uh, no. You're in my dorm." Chris speaks, that smug tone of voice that i hated.

I roll my eyes and say back, sighing "well, i guess its our dorm now..."

"Who the fuck put us both together??" Chris asks me, fixing his position in bed so he's facing my way.

"You're asking me?? How am i supposted to know?? The only thing i know is, it was a horrible person."

Chris nods quickly, also rolling my eyes at my attitude. "Yeah, it must've been the worst teacher in here... or maybe, just someone random, since we're both new in this school, dumbass!"

I roll my eyes and sit down in my bed, leaning against the headboard. I grab my phone and speak to Chris while looking at my phone. "Let's make a deal. I don't bother you. You don't bother me. Let's not make this harder than it already is."

Chris does the same as me, but putting on his headphones, ready to listen to music. "Deal."

"Deal."

______

After a few hours, its now 10pm. I stand up from my bed and i start putting on my leather boots

"Where you goin'?" I hear Chris asking from his bed.

"Uh... why do you wanna know?" I ask back, now finishing putting my boots on.

"Well, maybe 'cuz its 10pm?"

"And? Its not like you don't do the same thing... 'm going to a party." I speak, now putting on my jacket.

"A party? At the first day of school? Alright, miss popular!" Chris says, mocking me with his hands raised in "defense".

I roll my eyes and open my dorm door, "g'night!" I say before going out and closing the foor behind me.

______

Hours later, at 4am, i slam the door open. My hair and make up all messed up, panting hard.

"What the fuck happened to you?? Got hit by a truck?" Chris asks, laughing at his own joke, looking at me from his bed.

I roll my eyes "A truck no. A guy."

Chris' eyes widen, he seems a bit... jealous? "Oh. I didn't want to know that."

I giggle softly, still panting slightly "You asked!"

Chris roll my eyes and turns around in bed, going back to his phone. I lay down in my bed for a bit, trying to get my breath to normal. Once it's done, i stand up and go over the bathroom, not locking the door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Come in!" I yell from the bathroom, bent over the sink as i take off my make up

Chris gets caught off guard from me letting him come in but he opens the door, his eyes widening as he sees my position. He steps in and closes the door behind him, leaning back against the wall, staring at me.

"What??" I ask, looking at him in the mirror.

"Nothin'... just came to see what was taking so long." Chris says, teasingly.

I frown at him through the mirror. "mh... why, you missed me?" I ask cocky with a smirk.

Chris rolls his eyes "No."

"You wanna use it?" I ask him in a more kind tone.

Chris looks up and down at me, now walking towards me. "Sure do." He says teasing, putting his hands around my waist and pulling me closer.

"What the fuck are you doing??" I ask him, feeling his crotch against my covered ass.

Chris chuckles softly, now caressing my sides. "Just wanted your attention..." He speaks, looking down at my body.

"Hm... why? Did you get jealous of me hookin' up with another guy?" I ask cocky with a smirk, still doing my skin care.

Chris rolls his eyes, getting a little more annoyed when i mention the guy again. He starts to press me against him a little bit more forceful, his crotch rubbing against my ass harder. Chris leans over to my height, his face just next to mine in the mirror. "Yeah I was… I got a bit annoyed when you were talkin’ about that guy." He mutters in a low voice as his eyes stare into mine through the mirror.

"Oh yeah?" I smirk cocky "well, then, i should tell you how goood that was... oh, he made me feel so satisfied..."

Chris growls annoyed, him pressing more against my ass and his hands in my waist tightening. "you dont know with who you're talking to..." Chris mumbles between his teeth.

"Actually, i do... i bet you're not even big. I'm not feeling a thing against me" I speak arrogant.

Chris’ eyes widen as i speak down to him like that, making his possessive nature take over. He quickly spun me around and backed me up against the sink. "Say that again, you little brat…" He speaks, his hands firmly gripping my hips. He got a little rougher with his movements, his touch more demanding as he pull me closer in. I would be lying if i say it didn't turn me on.

I look up at him, smirking "i said i didn't feel anything in those pants" i say, now looking down at his sweatpants.

Chris grabs my chin and making me look up at him. His eyes are sharp as he glares down at me, his expression somewhat cold. "You got anything else to say?" He mutters in a warning tone, watching as my cocky expression forms on my face once again. "Nah... you're not worth my words"

Just the tone of my voice really pushes Chris off the edge. He was already possessive, but now he definitely has it in him. "Shut up…" Chris growls as he grabs my jaw, his grip firm and somewhat painful. He has me shoved against the sink, his hands tightly gripping my chin.

"Or what?" I ask with a cocky smirk.

Chris’ eyebrows furrow at my tone of voice. He didn’t like that bratty attitude of mine. Without any warning, he suddenly presses his lips roughly against mine, his kiss demanding and forceful.

I quickly move my hands to his neck, kissing him back. Our tongues fighting for dominance as we make out roughly. Chris was taken back with my dominance, but it just turned him more on. He tightens his grip in my neck as we kiss.

Suddenly, Chris puts his hands under my ass, in my thighs, and picks me up to sit on the sink, him standing in front of me, between my legs.

We pull away from the kiss and he speaks "you want me to prove you you're wrong?"

I pout thoughtful, sarcastic "hmmm, why not?"

Chris rolls his eyes and move his hands up my body, taking off my black crop top. He stared at my half covered breasts and bite his lips. He slides his hands to my back and unbuckle my bra, tossing it to the floor.

"I can't believe I'm saying this but, you're hot." Chris says, looking at my bare chest, now leaning to kiss around my nipples.

I smile softly at him and say "you're a bit hot yourself."

Chris pulls away from me and pull his sweatpants down. His now half-hardened dick bulging his boxers. I look down at it and my eyes widen. Wow, he's huge!

Chris laughs at my face "What? You like what you see?"

"U-uh... n-no..." i lie, trying to look away from him.

"Dont worry about it." Chris speaks low, now pulling down his boxers. His hard cock hitting his lower stomach, making my eyes shine at the view.

He walks closer to me again and grip my hips. "You gonna stay staring or you're gonna strip yourself f'me?" Chris says in a dominating but somewhat gentle tone.

I just nod and help him take off my skirt, just as my thong. He looks down at my, now wet, pussy and he smirks. "Already wet, huh?" Just by hearing him say that made my slit wetter.

I don't even have time to respond before i feel Chris' fingers slide inside of me, earning a moan of me.

"Oh, look at how wet you are... not even that tight to my fingers. How many guys you already fucked, you slut?" Chris whispers in my ear, his fingers slowly going in and out my wet cunt, making me moan again.

Chris fingers me for more 10 seconds and pull out, making me let out a frustrated moan "c-chris... p-please..."

Chris lets out a little chuckle "needy already? I guess you'll have to beg a bit for it... what do you want?" Chris asks me, his hand gripping my jaw, making me look at him.

"I-i want you... p-please... p-please, i need your dick inside of me..." i whine, looking up at him with puppy eyes.

Chris chuckles and mutters "pathetic.." before slamming into me, i moan loud, not expecting it at all.

Chris stays still for 5 seconds, letting me adjust to his huge size and then starts thrusting in and out of me, not fast but not slow. "Fuck, you're so tight. How can a stupid girl like you can have such a delicious pussy?" Chris says, pounding into me as i moan loud. His hands gripping my jaw and my hip, not letting me look away from him.

"f-fuck, y-youre so d-deep..." i moan out, my breathing heavy already.

"Huh? What did you say? I thought you said i wasn't big." he says with his stupid smirk on his face. I just moan in response, my eyes rolling back from his cock hitting the right spot every time he pounds into me.

My back arches as my eyes roll back "c-chris... i-..." i moan out, hardly speaking.

"You're close already? I didn't even started..." Chris says cocky, now starting to speed up the pace, going faster and harder into my cunt. I moan loud, my head would be leaning back if he wasn't gripping it, i can feel the knot in my stomach approaching, my pussy slightly clenching around him already.

"Mmmh, fuck, ma... why do you have to be so hot? Why do you have to fit perfectly around my cock?" Chris speaks softly, moaning a bit too. He starts thrusting faster and harder, making me moan loudly again

"O-oh gosh, Chris! F-fuck, it's so g-good!" I moan out.

"It is, isn't it? C'mon, tell me you like it. Show me how much of a slut you are." Chris speaks, his breathing heavy already, groaning softly.

I moan loud, my nails digging Chris' shoulders. "I-it f-feels so good... y-your cock feels-.. amazing in me..." i moan out.

"Oh yeah... you're missing something, ma." Chris speaks, now leaning to kiss, nibble and suck my neck.

"I... i-i.. i-I'm a s-slut... i-I'm a slut f-for you..." i stutter, my orgasm coming close already.

"For me?? Just for me??" "J-just f-for you..."

Chris leans to whisper in my ear "you're never fucking other guys again, got it? You're mine"

My cunt clenches around Chris as he says that, i nod frantically, now desperate to cum.

"Good." He whisper to me, now going faster and deeper, driving me crazy.

"O-oh Chris! Chris, 'm so... so close!" I moan out, my voice now high-pinched.

Chris lets out a cocky breathy laugh, thrusting into me harder while kissing my neck. "S-same, ma... h-hold on a sec..."

"I-i can't!" I moan loud, high-pinched, as my cunt clenches around Chris' cock, making it start to twitch inside of me.

Chris bites my neck harshly and mumble "cum f'me. Cum in my cock, ma.". That sends me over the edge, my whole body shaking as i cum around chris' dick, also feeling him panting my walls white. We both collapse into each others arms, panting hardly.

Once we both recover, chris pulls out and grips my jaw, making me look at him. "No one will ever know about this, you hear me?" He speaks in a mad tone. I nod as i look up at him, still with puppy eyes. He leans and give me a peck on the lips. "Good girl" he says, before dressing up and get out of the bathroom, leaving me there. What the hell just happened???

I hope you liked itttt!! Pls tell me what you think in the comments, i'd appreciate it :) xoxo

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[privitivium]

Okay hear me out..

Father yan! AND Mother yan fighting over reader like..(i know its cliche but who cares)

Imagining father yan suffocating you on the workplace and just coming home and then get suffocated by mother yan lol

They would probably knew each other ( but didn't met yet ) cuz they stalked reader and found out about it (they would either feel jealous or feel intimidated each other)

And when they actually first met is when mother yan is delivering lunch to readers workplace only to find him getting free food from father yan lol.

Just imagine mother yan faceriding you while father yan suck on your dick, damn....

i love this so much im on fire this is so good i love you i love your ideas.

fatherly and motherly yan....... EKEKEKWJAIDMVOKW

in my mind they would have some sort of hatred but mutual trust for each other in a way?? fatherly yan jealous that mother literally lives with you. hates him and tries to get you to spend more time with him at work and mother being upset that he's the guy youre spending your time with at work.,, after awhile of not getting along, they decide its better to be nice because theyre both equally dangerous and terrifying and willing to do literally whatever it takes,,, so teaming up for your sake - because you deserve both of their love and more, even if they hate each others guts.

so yeah, mother coming to your work after you foolishly forget your love-packed lunch he spent the night before cooking for you... just to find you with father yan on ur lunch break???! eating with some guy - being fed by him... you know how mother gets with his horribly ugly jealousy, and yrt you are a bit nonchalant, chill around the big boss man and he cant stand it. mother yan thinks you should tell this fucking guy to back off... father yan constantly inviting you to his office, eating with him from his meal... mother yan bursting in with no warning after sauntering passed the reception. being so upset and chewing you out when you get home, suddenly so talkative because who is he? feeding you his lunch???? you have told that guy about him, your lover. why is he acting so chummy with you even when knowing you have a lover?!?!!

and when it gets down to it - faceriding and being sucked off so passionately - father yan is jealous because why is mother yan the one who gets to ride your face..? but also belated because he's the one who gets to suck your dick. fantasizing about this moment since fucking forever... yet, fatherly yan cannot stand the way you moan "mommy" while eating said mommy out. so then, he strives even harder to make you cum while cupping, massaging your sack in his hands and bobbing his head - albeit sloppily, a bit unexpierienced but he makes up for it by being so damn eager... choking out "da-aad." before shooting your load down his throat and bucking into his mouth and making him choke while sucking and rimming mother... auhghhgh two big subby guys being obsessed with you and suffocating you in their breast ahhahgghhgh

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[lovingmattysposts]

first i just wanna say i LOVEEEEE your writing so so much. the first time series w chris is so fucking good its just so cute and goofy how she's so clueless and he teaches her everything w no judgement but its still hot as fuck??????? i cant explain its just perfect but i was wondering if you could do a matt version with like a different back story or something but the same innocent y/n

Dreamin' about it

pairing: y/n and matt sturniolo

summary: Matt and you never got along. He always teased you about everything you did, so much so you decide to you wanted to lose your virginity just so he would shut about it. The only issues was you didn't know who to lose it to and that you were scared out of your mind to do it

warnings: I obviously know Nick, Matt, Madi or Chris would never pressure you into sexual things, it's just apart of the story. There is NO sexual misconduct in this even though the ending makes it seem that way. drinking, smut, mentions of drinking.

I had to make this into two parts because it was genuanly so fucking long so this is only the first part

xoxo autumn.

“Move”

I felt myself be shoved out of the way. I glared up at Matt who was now attempting to open his locker. “I was standing there” I mumbled looking at him. He glanced over at me. “What?” He said shaking his head and closing his eyes. I swallowed turning back around.

“Nothing, never mind” I mumbled before walking down the hallway into the classroom. I sighed sitting next to Madi. She glanced over at me. “Why do you look pissed?” She smiled. I shrugged before glancing over to the door seeing Matt walk into the room before sitting down next to Chris.

“Matt again?” She asked blinking at me. I shook my head turning away from him. “I don’t know” I mumbled looking down. “I just don’t know why he’s so rude to me” I said looking at her. She shrugged.

“Maybe he’s got a crush” She laughed. I rolled my eyes and pushed her making her laugh. "Yeah I'm sure" I shook my head.

Matt and I never really got along to say the least. We didn't hate each other. At least, I didn't hate him. He was overall just rude as fuck. Which makes it hard to be in a friend group with him. Madi, Nick, Chris, Matt and I are close and we hangout almost everyday.

Everyone gets along just fine. I love Nick, Chris is absolutely hilarious, and Matt was just a dick to me. I never did anything to him. He wasn't mean to Madi, only me. I never understood it.

Matt turned around catching my eye and I just looked down at the desk. He smirked and shook his head just turning around facing back to Chris. The first time I met Matt, I was instantly attracted to him, then he opened his mouth, absolutely ruining it for me. Which I guess was good. Getting into something with a member of the friend group would just complicate things anyway.

"I heard he's going out with that Jessica girl" Madi mumbled over to me. I looked over to her, disgust on my face. "Jessica Riley?" I asked looking at her. She pursed her lips nodding. I rolled my eyes.

"Why would he waste his time on her?" I asked looking at her. She shrugged. "He told me she gives good head. Guess that's good enough of a reason to keep her around" She sighed pulling out her laptop. I shook my head and glanced over at him laughing at something Chris said.

"Is that all that boy cares about?" I asked raising my eyebrows at her. She shrugged. "Never heard a complaint from any girls he's been with" She smirked at me. I closed my eyes shaking my head. She sighed hitting my shoulder.

"Have you thought about it anymore?" She said lowering her voice. I swallowed looking over at her. I had mentioned to her a few weeks ago that I felt like an absolute outcast being the only virgin in the friend group. Never being able to participate in 'never have i ever' or any drinking games involving exposing anything sexual.

I got enough shit from Matt as it was, being a virgin just made his torment ten time worse. I was explaining how I thought about doing it with one of the boys in the hockey team and Matt let "She probably wouldn't even know what to do with a dick if she saw one" slip and it sent me into a spiral and i've been thinking about it ever since.

I've just never had the opportunity to do it before. I've never had a boyfriend before and i've never liked anyone enough to do anything other than kiss them. Now, I just wanted to get it over with. Just for Matt's comments to stop at the very least.

"Not really" I said back. She sighed and looked around. "I have an idea, I'm coming over after school" She smiled making my eyes go wide and slip back in my seat. "Great" I whispered feeling my face go red.

-

She threw the list in front of my face. I glanced down and then back up with her. "You're kidding" I stated looking up at her. She rolled her eyes as she sat down next to me and pulled out a pencil. "No I'm not. If you're serious we have to think this through" She said looking over at me.

I already felt the regret of even saying anything form in my stomach. I groaned looking away from her as she scanned her eyes down at the list. "Purely sex on basis. Not relationship wise. Just potential candiate for taking your virginity" She said looking at me. I shook my head standing up.

"I'm not doing this" I said rubbing my hands over my face. She pulled my arm. "Yes you are. You're not doing this with a random person. We're taking this seriously" She said pulling me back down next to her. I sighed covering my red face. "Okay go" I mumbled trying not to soak in the reality of this situation.

"Tyler Smith" She said looking over at me. I looked over at her. "You're kidding" I stated as she looked up from the paper. She held in a laugh and crossed his name off the list. "Sorry" She smiled. "Madi" I said glaring at her. "That was the only joke one i'm sorry. I just wanted to lighten the mood" She said shaking her head, making me smile.

She glanced back down at the list. "Will Hanson" She said. I looked up before shaking my head. "Y/n" She sighed. "His limbs are unproportional, it freaks me out" I said shaking my head. She rolled her eyes before crossing him off the list.

"Hmm. Evan Reel?" She asked, making me smile slightly. "A smile!" She pointed at my face. I pushed her away shaking my head. "He would never go for me" I sighed looking up at her. She smiled and pursed her lips.

"I don't knowwww, Chris said he was staring at you picture a little too long in the locker room" She smiled. I sat up. "No he didn't" I said shaking my head. She covered her smile with the paper and I pushed her. "Are you serious?" I smiled. She nodded and circled his name.

"So potential candidate" She smiled making me shake my head. She traced the pencil over the page and hummed. "Chris?" She asked looking up at me. I just stared at her blinking. "Like Chris-Chris? Like Christopher Struniolo?" I asked my eyes wild tilting my head. She shrugged.

"You know him. It would be like comforting since you guys are friends. And he's cute" She shrugged. I shook my head. "After he burped the alphabet to me I could never look at him romantically" I stated blankly. She nodded and crossed his name off the list. She glanced up at me.

"Don't say it"

"Matt?" She smiled. I shook my head. "No. Absolutely not in a million years. No" I said shaking my head in all seriousness. She sighed setting down the paper looking at me. "Oh come on y/n. He's good in bed. Tory told me he was the best d-" She started. I covered my ears.

"Madi No. Hard no" I said shaking my head. She frowned. "Potential candidate?" She smiled. I grabbed the paper and took it from her, grabbing her pencil and crossing out his name and handed it back to her.

"No."

-

Matt pressed me against the wall. I felt his breath on my neck but what I felt more was the growing need in my stomach as he gripped my waist. "Fuck, you're so hot" He whispered before kissing down my neck. I breathed in, gripping his hand in his hair.

"Matt" I breathed. He grabbed my waist before pushing me over to the bed and before I could blink he was pinning my arms down and pressing his lips to mine.

"I wanted this for so long" He mumbled against my lips. "Me too" I said back. He leaned up reaching at the bottom on his shirt before ripping it off. I just looked up at him.

"Like what you see baby?" He whispered, running his hands up my body. I pulled me back down to me before pressing my lips to his. "I need to be inside you" He said against my lips. I nodded pulling my top off as he felt me over my bra.

"Make me see stars" I said pushing his hair back. He looked up at me with a dark look in his eyes before he undid his belt and threw it to the side. I pushed off my shorts before he pressed himself against me. I moaned from the unfamalier feeling.

I looked down between us. He paused. "You okay?" He whispered. I nodded. "Keep doing that" I nodded pressing up against him. He smiled as he pushed his hand over my bra.

"It turns me on that you're so innocent" He whispered, making my face go red. I opened my mouth to speak but stopped when he pressed against me again. "Fuck, Matt" I mumbled arching my back.

"I could do this all night long y/n, but I can feel you pulsing. I need you just as much you need me" He said as he pushing down my underwear. My chest rose and fell as he pushed his fingers into me.

"You're so worked up just for me" He whispered pushing his fingers compelely into me. I swallowed my eyes going wide. "Do you think about me? Because I think about you" He said against my face as he slowly pushed in and out of me.

"Alone" He kissed the side of my face. "In my bedroom" He continued. I squeezed my eyes shut. "Touching myself" He said pressing his forehead against mine. I whined pressing against his fingers.

"Dreaming about you whining underneath me, because I know you weren't as innocent as you showed" He said pulling his fingers out of me. I opened my eyes looking at him.

"I knew I could have had you like this under me, all you had to do was ask" He smiled pulling down his boxers. I stared down at him, my eyes going wide.

"Knowing you've never even touched yourself" He said taking himself in his hand. I just stared at him in awe. "And now I get to make you feel as you as you made me felt" He said looking down at me. I bit my lip.

"You get me so worked up and you don't even know it princess" He smiled. I swallowed. "Really?" I whispered. He smiled and nodded. "You thought I hated you but all I really wanted to do was fuck those dirty looks you give me right off your face" He said pressing his lips against mine.

I breathed in from the kiss. I felt him line himself up with me. He pulled away. "You wanna see stars?" He asked looking down at me. I nodded. "I'll make you see stars" He smiled before pushing all the way into me.

I jumped up from my bed, covering in sweat. My heart beating out of my chest. It was dark. I was alone. No Matt. Just me. I swallowed, pressing my hands to my face before turning and looking at the clock on my night stand.

3:55am

I sighed breathing out. Trying to contain myself. There was no way that I just had a dirty dream about Matt of all people. I swallowed laying back down in my bed, trying to wipe it from the memory.

It was just a dream. It was just a dream.

But it felt so real. I squeezed my eyes shut. No. No. No. I can't control my dreams. This was no my fault. My eyes went wide knowing I had to face Matt tomorrow. Fuck.

-

"Are you okay?" Nick as looking over to me. I glanced over at him. "What?" I said suddenly. He just furrowed his eyebrows at me. "No yeah I'm fine completely and totally fine. Never been better actually" I smiled brightly at him. He just laughed and shook his head.

I turned away worry all over my face.

"Hey"

I jumped out of my skin and turned around seeing Madi looking at me. I let out a breath and pressed my hand to my chest. "Are you okay?" She laughed looking at me. I nodded. "Yeah" I sighed looking at her. She shook her head before stepping up to me.

"So have you thought about him?" She asked smiling. My eyes went wide. "What?" My voice broke. She rolled her eyes. "Evan" She mumbled raising her eyebrows. I let out a breath, before shaking my head.

"Right Evan. Yeah-" I said furrowing my eyebrows. "Evan Reel?" Nick questioned looking at me. I looked from him to Madi. "He's gonna take her virginity" Madi stated making my eyes go wide.

"What?" Nick asked looking at me. I shook my head. "No-"

"Who's taking who's virginity?"

I jumped seeing Matt walking up to us, looking at me. My heart beat out of my chest. I looked at the ground. "No one is taking anyone's virginity" I said glaring at Madi. She frowned.

"No on Evan?" She asked looking at me. "Even Reel?" Matt asked raising his eyebrows at me. I looked away from him. "No it was hypotheitcal" I swallowed. He smiled shaking his head.

"Heard his dick was small, good luck getting off to that" He chuckled. I glared at him. "Who's dick is small?" Chris asked walking up to us and glancing at me. I let out a breath.

"No one. No one's dick is small and no one is taking anyone's virginity! God is this all you guys talk about?" I yelled as their faces went wide. I let out a breath before turning and pushing past them and walking down the hallway, attempting to shaking the thoughts from my head.

-

I tried to focus on what the teacher was saying. I really tried. But all that was circulating in my mind was that dream. So much so that I found myself staring at Matt. His eyes fixated on the teacher in front of us. His jaw clenched as he stared in front of him, slightly chewing on the bottom of his pencil.

I swallowed as he leaned back in his chair, spreading his legs slightly. I let out a breath looking down at my desk. I can't. I cannot look at him differently now. He was an asshole to me. Yeah he's not horrible to look at, but jeez y/n it was a dream. Control yourself.

"Y/n?"

I looked up from my name being called seeing the teacher staring at me. I swallowed glancing over at Matt, who's eyes were now on me. I looked back at the teacher.

"Number 3? Did you get the answer?" She asked crossing her arms over her chest. I let out a breath looking down at the sheet in front of me. "Uh yeah I-" I mumbled glancing over the problems.

"5/10 with the square root of 67" I said looking up at her. She nodded before turning towards the board. I glanced over at Matt who shook his head rolling his eyes looking over his own paper.

I raised my hand and the teacher glanced at me. "Can I go to the bathroom?" I mumbled. She waved me off as I stood up an walked towards the door.

I had to get my head straight. I couldn't let this dream affect how I looked at Matt or effect the friend group. I was just complicating things for myself.

I walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror staring at myself. "Get yourself together" I whispered staring at myself. After a few minutes of trying to redirect my own mind I turned and walked out of the bathroom shaking my head.

This was Matt we were talking about. Matt. Asshole. Yeah he might be good in bed, but that doesn't mean that I wanted to get him into bed. It was ridicioulous. What was I thinking?

I turned the corner before running into who else, Matt. My eyes went wide as he looked at me. "What?" He asked looking down at me. "What?" I asked looking back at him. He narrowed his eyes as me.

"Why are you acting so on edge today?" He asked looking down at me. I bit my lip looking off to the side. "I-I'm not" I stuttered looking away from him. He let out a breath.

"Well can you move then? I have to piss" He said. I looked up at him realizing I was blocking his path. "Right" I shook my head as I moved around him. He shook his head as he moved past me. I turned around looking at him.

"Matt" My mouth said without thinking. He stopped turning and looking at me. I just looked at him. He looked to the side and then back at me. "What?" He shook his head.

"Are you going out with Jessica?" I asked. I don't know why that was the first thing that came to mind, but at least if I knew he was locked down I would feel even more wrong for fantizing about him and I would force myself to stop.

He chuckled slightly. "No, we just hook up" He said looking at me. I furrowed my eyebrows. "What?" I asked shaking my head. He sighed stepping back towards me. "We just fuck y/n it's nothing serious" He said looking down at me. I shook my head looking off with a face of disgust.

"Ew Matt" I mumbled. He shrugged. "You asked" He stated. I guess I did ask, I just hated the answer. "How can you just hook up with someone like that? Like without even caring?" I asked shaking my head. He glared at me.

"You wouldn't get it, virgin" He stated crossing his arms over his chest. I clenched my jaw. "Scream it from the rooftops why don't you?" I said shaking my head and turning and started to walk away. There is was. I hated him again. Why was he such an ass?

"Y/n" he stated. I stopped turning back to him. "Are you really going to let Evan take your virginity?" He asked looking at me with an expression I couldn't read. I just looked at him, before letting out a breath.

"I don't know" I shook my head. He bit his lip and looked down. "He's kind of an ass, you deserve better than that for your first time" He said looking at me. I just stared at him attempting to sink in his words before he turned and walked down the hallway.

I looked down at my shoes, letting out a breath closing my eyes.

fuck.

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"No" I shook my head as I looked in the mirror. Madi came up behind me. "Yes!" She cheered. I shook my head stepping back. "I look stupid" I shaking my head. She pushed me back in front of the mirror. "You look hot" She said looking at me through the mirror. I cringed as I looked at the black eyeliner and my hair pulled back and the amount of skin exposed.

I was wearing a tight black skirt with a tight black top. I cover my arms over me. I never wore tight on tight. "Don't you think it's a little much?" I asked looking over at her. She glanced over at me. "It's what I normally wear to parties. Do you think I dress too much?" She asked glancing over her own clothes that were similar to mine.

"No, but-" I started to say but she held her hands up. "But nothing! You look hot as shit!" She smiled. I sighed as I smoothed out my skirt. We heard the door open and Matt Chris and Nick walked in.

"You guys ready?" Nick asked looking at us. "No" I shook my head. Madi grabbed my arm. "Yes, we're ready" She glared at me. I looked down at my shoes, I did not feel comfortable in this.

"Matt" She said pointing at him. "Please tell her that she looks good" Madi said pointing to me. I looked up at Matt waiting for the blow to my already fading confidence. I bit my lip as I looked at him as I waited for him to respond, but all he did was look at me.

His eyes scaling my body and blinking not saying a word. Madi groaned. "Chris?" She said. Chris looked over at me and nodded. "You look great y/n. Evan's going to be there, I've put in a good word" He smiled walking over to me and wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

I don't know why, but that just made me feel worse. I swallowed looking up at him. "What'd you say?" I asked looking at him. He shrugged. "Don't worry about it" He smiled. I shook my head and looked away as I reached down and pulled my skirt down.

"Stop doing that. Are you going to be doing that all night?" She asked pushing my hand away. I widened my eyes as I looked down at the skirt. "Madi it's ridiciouls! Look at it!" I said spinning around before looking down at the skirt riding up on my thighs. She shook her head.

I looked up at Matt who still stood there looking at me. He cleared his throat. "I'm gonna wait in the car" He mumbled looking down before walking out of the door. I just watched as he walked out.

"Can I please just change into some leggings or something?" I sighed. Madi shook her head. "There's no time we're already late and Evan's waitingggg" She smiled grabbing my arm and pulled my arm as we walked to the car.

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"Have you planned your attack?" Nick smiled looking over at me. I felt my face go red. "No Nick" I glared at him. He shrugged. "You haven't thought about it?" He asked looking at me. I shook my head.

"I'm trying not to think about it. I've barely spoken to the guy and I'm suppose to have sex with him?" I asked looking over at Madi. She rolled her eyes. "You wanted this" She argued. I shook my head.

"I thought I wanted it" I mumbled. "You're pussying out" Chris said turning from the driver seat. I glared at him. "I'm not i'm just--" I said looking over at Matt who was focusing on driving.

"I don't know" I mumbled looking down at my lap. "I don't even know if he likes me" I sighed leaning back. "I'd wanna fuck in that fit, and i'm actually gay" Nick laughed. I pushed his shoulder and shook my head.

"You can't fuck without a condom, do you have one?" Chris asked looking back at me. "Guys I don't even know if i'm gonna go through with it" I glared at them. "Matt, do you have a condom?" Chris asked hitting his shoulder. Matt glanced over at him.

"No" He stated blankly. Chris sighed. "I know you do Matt come on" He said. I looked over at him. "I don't have one" He said through gritted teeth before looking back to the road.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to y/n" Nick said pushing my shoulder. I looked down at my lap. "Yeah don't feel pressured." Madi said next to me. I just closed my eyes and leaned back.

"Maybe I'll change my mind after a few drinks"

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"How many of those have you had?" Matt asked peering down at the drink in my hand. I looked down at my cup and shrugged. "This is only my second I think" I stated looking back up at him. He just looked down at me.

"What?" I asked shaking my head. He shrugged. "I just don't think you should have sex for the first time while you're drunk" He stated leaning against the counter. I shook my head.

"Matt why do you care?" I scoffed. He narrowed his eyes down at me. "I don't" He stated blankly. I crossed my arms over my chest and raised my eyebrows. He sighed. "I'm your friend. I'm just giving you some advice. I did it for the first time when I was drunk and I don't even remember it and I regret it" He said staring down at me.

I sighed suddenly feeling bad for him slightly, but not enough. "What was that 20 bodies ago?" I asked tilted my head. He glared down at me. "Fine, get wasted see if I care" He mumbled. I rolled my eyes.

"Fine I will" I glared at him taking another sip from my drink. "Don't let Madi get into your head about it. It should be because you want to do it not because someone else wants you to" He said pushing off the counter.

"I'm not, I want to" I slightly lied. I didn't even know if I really wanted to. "You want to? With Evan of all people?" He asked raising his eyebrows at me. I clenched my jaw and looked up at him. "It would be nice to get shit from you about being so innocent virgin every other day" I said harshly. His face slightly softened.

"You're doing this because of me?" He asked softly. I just looked up at him. I opened my mouth to say something but I heard someone walk up to us.

"Y/n right?"

I turned seeing Evan smiling down at me. I looked over at Matt who just looked at him. "Uh I-uh Yeah" I smiled finally up at him. Evan looked over at him. "Matt" He nodded smiling. Matt just glared at him walking off without responding. Evan furrowed his eyebrows before turning back to me.

"Ignore him, He's just like that" I said shaking my head. He nodded looking down at me. "Yeah" He laughed.

A long conversation and about 3 drinks later, I was more than tispy. I wasn't wasted. I was almost like a happy drunk. I was feeling less anxious about the whole thing.

I smiled and turned my head seeing Matt Chris and Madi on the other side of the room slightly glancing at me. Madi waved and smiled and I shook my head. I looked over at Matt who had a blank stare. I looked back at him with furrowed eyebrows and he wasn't breaking eye contact.

"Can I get you another drink?" Evan asked looking down at me. I looked up at him breaking my staring contest with Matt. "Yeah, that'd be great" I smiled sheepishly up at him. He smiled grabbing my cup and turning into the kitchen.

I let out a breath before walking over to my friends. "Hey" I smiled leaning against Chris. Chris smiled down at me as Matt glared at me leaning against the wall. "Hey" Chris chuckled.

I smiled over at Madi. "Are you okay? How's it going over there?" She asked. "Amazing Evan is so sweet" I smiled. I heard Matt scoff from across from me. I looked up at him. "Yeah? Why do you think he's being sweet?" He asked looking at me.

"Matt leave her alone" Madi glared at him. He just rolled his eyes. I shook my head. "It's fine Madi. I'm doing okay" I chuckled. "Oh God" Chris said looking off across the room. I turned to where he was looking.

"Is that Nick?" Madi asked. "Talk to his ex" Chris said as he shook his head and walked off towards Nick. "This isn't good" Madi shook her head as she walked off with him. I let out a breath before smiling and shaking my head.

"Why are you so happy?" Matt asked pushing off the wall. I smiled and walked over leaning against the wall to get my feet a slight break. I smiled. "It's called vodka, you should try it" I giggled. He just stared down at me.

"I'm driving" He stated. I rolled my eyes. "You're such a little buzz kill, you know that?" I asked pushing my finger against his chest. He looked down at my hand and then back up at me. I pulled my finger off him and smiled.

"You're drunk" He stated. "And I have a cute boy who thinks i'm pretty waiting for me" I smiled tilting my head. He looked off the side. "It's not a good idea" He shook his head. I scoffed. "Isn't Jessica around here somewhere?" I asked glancing around the room.

"I told you we aren't together" He said back harshly. I rolled my eyes. "Ah" I said pushing off the wall. "I forget you know? From your girlfriends, to your friends with benefits, to your hookups. It gets all mixed around in my head" I said swirling my fingers around my head.

"You seem pretty fixated on my dating life. Why are you so interested?" He asked raising his eyebrows. I just looked at him. "I'm not" I stated blankly. He hummed licking his lips.

"I could do this all night long y/n, but I can feel you pulsing. I need you just as much you need me" He said as he pushing down my underwear. My chest rose and fell as he pushed his fingers into me.

I swallowed as I stared at him. He just looked back at me. If only he knew was was crossing my mind right now.

"Here you go"

I looked up seeing Evan handing me another drink. I took it. "Thanks" I said looking at him. He nodded. "She doesn't need another one" Matt stated looking up at him. I glared over at Matt.

"What?" Evan asked looking over at him. "Nothing, don't listen to him" I said shaking my head as Matt as I grabbed Evan's arm and walked away.

Evan smiled down at me.

"Do you wanna go upstairs?"

I blinked up at him. I glanced back at Matt but he was gone. I glanced around the room but I didn't see him anywhere. I swallowed. "Y/n?" He asked looking down at me. I glanced up at him.

"Uh, yeah sure" I nodded. He smiled grabbing my hand as he walked towards the steps. I tried to shake the nerves. It's just a guy, it's just sex. It's not a big deal everyone does it.

We made it up the steps as he pushed a door open leading into a bed room. We walked in and he closed the door behind us. I let out a nervous breath before smiling up at him.

He smiled walking up to me before grabbing my waist and pulling me towards him pressing his lips to mine sloppily. Wow that was fast. I kissed him back closing my eyes as he pushed me back against the bed and climbed over me.

Don't think about it. Just don't think about it.

He gripped my hips hard making me pull apart. "That hurts" I said looking at him. He smiled. "You're cute, you know that?" He said before pressing his lips to mine again. I kissed him back putting my hands in his hair, trying to enjoy this kill.

He pushed my shirt up. I stopped his hands slightly. He pulled apart. "Can I not take your shirt off?" He asked looking at me. I blinked at him. "Can I keep it on?" I whispered looking at him. He sighed before nodding and pushing my legs apart moving his body in between them.

My heart started to beat out of chest. I was so scared. Why was this so terrifying? He pulled my leg up gripping my leg as he kissed down my leg. I just stared up at the ceiling.

I was drunk. I shouldn't do this drunk right? No. I'm not letting Matt win. I'm going through with this. Evan's cute. It's fine.

"You're so innocent. It kind of turns me on" He smiled against my skin.

"It turns me on that you're so innocent" He whispered, making my face go red. I opened my mouth to speak but stopped when he pressed against me again. "Fuck, Matt" I mumbled arching my back.

I shook off the dream. I'm not thinking about that right now. It almost felt like Matt was kissing my neck. Almost. It wasn't. It was some other dude. It was not Matt. I let out a breath.

I didn't even really know this guy.

He pushed up my skirt slightly. I closed my eyes. Oh god this was really happening and I was panicking.

"Evan" I mumbled. He bit down on my neck. "Hm?" He hummed. I bit my lip. "I've never done this before" I breathed. "I know" He said lifting his head. He nodded. "I kind of assumed" He stated. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What?" I asked. He rolled his eyes. "Come on. I'll go easy just relax" He said, but that did not make me feel any better. He pressed his lips to mine but I couldn't even find the energy to kiss him back.

He sighed pulling away. "Are you not even gonna kiss me?" He asked. I blinked at him. "I'm drunk" I stated suddenly. He chuckled hanging his head.

"I know. I am too" He said sliding his hand under my skirt. I slightly pulled back. "Come on you can't talk to me all night and show up wearing that just to tease me" He said and pressed his lips against mine, my eyes wide open as I felt his hand move over the lace of my underwear.

Oh god, Matt was right.

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[sukiipjs]

✮ PINK IN THE NIGHT

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↳ nick sturniolo x masc reader

↳ words - 621

↳ summary - you have trouble sleeping since you’ve been so anxious and you end up falling asleep in nicks arms<3

↳ contains - fluff, use of y/n, anxiety, idk???

↳ song - pink in the night by mitski

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as nick sleeps beside me i lay on my side, scrolling on my phone after multiple failed attempts at trying to go to sleep. i’ve been really anxious about having to go to dinner with nick, he’s meeting my parents for the first time. i don’t know why but i’m honestly so scared.

i decided to break the cycle of scrolling on my phone and i set it back down on my nightstand and gently getting out of bed, trying not to wake nick. i stand up, grabbing a random shirt off the floor and put it on before leaving the room since it’s cold.

i walk out of our room into the kitchen to get myself a glass of water, then trying to find a snack. i find a box of crackers and i sit down, setting the box and water on the kitchen island.

i try to calm myself down, trying to think ‘what’s really the worst that could happen?’ it’s not like my parents will hate him, they’re not homophobic, i cant think of anything bad, i really don’t know why i’m scared but my stomachache isn’t going away.

i start to hear footsteps as i see nick turn the corner to come into the kitchen, he rubs his eyes as he spots me sitting down and walks toward me, “y/n, why are you awake it’s like three?” he whispers as he starts sits down beside me, turning his head to me as he rests his head on his hand, trying to keep himself awake.

“sorry did i wake you up?” i ask softly as i crunch on my snack as he shakes his head a little, “no, it’s okay, you scared?” he smiles a little as he gently nudges my shoulder with his.

i smile back as i sigh a little my smile softly fading as i think about it again, “i don’t know why, but i definitely am. it’s not like theyre going to hate you or something, i’m just terrified.” nick takes his head off his hand, and leans it onto my shoulder, “y/n, don’t be so nervous, i’ll be with you and if anything does go wrong, which it won’t, i’ll help you through it, okay?”

i smile again as i gently lean my head on his head, “yeah.. i know, thank you nick,” he laughs a little again as i finish up my crackers and water.

“let’s go back to bed?” he takes his head off my shoulder as he kisses my cheek, i turn my head, smiling at him then getting up and putting the box of crackers away and my glass in the sink.

nick then gets up too, yawning as he waits for me to follow him back. we both walk back to our room, he pulls the blanket the make room for us to get in then we lay back down and he puts the blanket back to cover us.

we both face each other on our sides as he kisses my forehead, “try and get some sleep, okay?” i nod as i smile at him, he turns to lay on his back as i scoot a little closer, leaning my head on his chest and lifting my knees to curl up beside him, wrapping my arms around him as his arms wrap around me. one resting on my back, the other on my head as he tangles his fingers in my hair.

“i love you,” i nuzzle my head to get a little more comfortable on him as i start to close my eyes, “i love you too,” nick closes his eyes too as i begin drifting off in his arms as he holds me close.

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[masturbucky]

Being shared between Joe and Love would include...

[!!!]it's mostly a dark and smutty profile, keep that in mind

Joe. HATES. it.

He hates how Love looks at you- He knows what a MONSTER his wife is, he CAN'T let her get to you, he can't let her know that he wants you even if she does too-

Wait. She... What?

When he picks up on the way Love looks at you — when he sees her stalking you, too, because he does the same-

They both shocked when they see each other's cars near your house.

Love tried to hide you from him, afraid that he would be mad, and he did the same because he was afraid that she will kill you-

But after a small family talk they came to an agreement.

Sharing is caring.

So when they finally have you — not without your and their fight with each other of course, not without some blood here and there, screams, kidnapping, you know, tipical Goldberg-Quinn family stuff-

When they have you the way they want you, without any fight to their love, there's finally appears the question.

How should we have sex?

Joe and Love of course didn't thought about that before, when they, you know, were busy keeping you in their cage and getting you to the point of Stockholm Syndrome-

But it does matter now, when you love them both and want them both.

So they have one more family talk, you're not included yet — they don't want to embarrass you in any way, you have such a good progress accepting them(Love says), they just need to figure it out before acting up

So they talk. Like, seriously talk about how they want you and what would be included, and how. I mean, everything should be consensual, they will take care of it.

Joe was reluctant at first when Love offered to try threesome instead of making a fucking schedule for who can take you and when, but... It's not really that bad, he can imagine that. He can feel himself getting harder on the thought of you being all sweet and messy between him and Love.

So when the time goes to action, they start it slowly. Baby steps, yeah? Love cooks a dinner with you while Joe makes sure that Henry's asleep. A simple, sweet evening of their unusual family, as it should be, as they love it to be and hope that you love it now, too.

You already expected something to happen when Love was practically buzzing with excitement, constantly hugging you and kissing your cheeks while you help her on the kitchen.

So when after dinner Joe and Love somehow lead you to their bedroom instead of yours — well, yes, both of them stayed in your room more often than in their, but still — you just know what's happening.

"Sweetheart, we..." Love starts, sitting on the bed with you, stroking your thigh with her hand softly. She's nervous, you can tell, Joe is nervously stands near the bed too.

"We want to try something new. Y/N, would you let us...?" Joe continues instead of his wife, as he kneels down in front of you, placing a small kiss on your knee while looking up at you.

You cant really say no to them. I mean, of course you can say that you're not ready, they will understand, they want you to want them and they wont force you in their bed, of course- They can always wait for you.

But you don't. You let them take your clothes off slowly, with multiple kisses and praises, with all their attention on you — mostly Love talks, Joe does — a perfect team work

And now, you're completely naked for them. They, meanwhile, stayed clothed, but oh god — you dont really care, as long as Love kisses you the way she does, and Joe eats you out like he haven't eaten in years-

You notice that you're so close to cumming only when Joe puts a thrid finger in you, and Love takes her clothes off too, so you can touch her as much as she touches you.

And yes, that's it. You're cumming on Joe's fingers and tongue, you even feel him moan, maybe he even strokes his cock on that image of you all overwhelmed by him and Love. Love, meanwhile, oh Love, she holds you close, grabbing wherever she can grab on you, and holding your hands on her chest.

It's going to be a long, great night. They waited for too long to stop so early. And from now on, you sleep only in their bed.

You don't really mind, do you, sweetheart?

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[channieissocute125]

hello! could you write a lee!han fic where he keeps getting upset bc his hyungs only tickle the rest of the maknae line, but they just thought the didn’t really like tickling and once they realize what’s going on they make up for all the lost time? 🥺 I just thought this would be so cute

Okay so first of all, I am so sorry for this being so late. I was unmotivated 😭😭

Also, this request is absolutely adorable!!

Lee: Han

Ler: SKZ

Han was sulking in his room. He couldn’t believe everyone was getting tickled except him. Yesterday Felix was wrecked because he acted “too cute for his own good”. Before that, Seungmin and Jeongin were wrecked because they refused to do the dishes after losing to rock paper scissors. Now that Han thought about it, all his hyungs had been tickled at least once in the last week as well. Everyone in Stray Kids except for him. It was as if they knew he liked it and weren’t doing it to tease him. The only way to get them to tickle him was to tickle them first.

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When he finally came out of his room, he saw Chan sitting on the couch in the living room. 

“Perfect,” he thought to himself

“Hi, Han,” Chan said, delighted to see the younger

“Hey, hyung,” Han replied as he poked the older’s side.

“Aahaha”

Han’s jaw dropped as Chan went back to looking at his phone, not desiring to get revenge. Now he was sure that the others were aware of his tickling obsession and were purposely avoiding tickling him because they knew he liked it.

Han couldn’t help but start crying. The tears began falling, and he couldn’t stop them. He covered his face and ran back to his room, embarrassed.

Chan, was worried about the younger and gathered the others to comfort him.

“He’s probably had a long week. Schedules are so busy right now. Even I’m stressed.” Changbin said, sympathetically

Han jumped when he heard a knock at his door. He reluctantly went to the door, unlocked it, and twisted the knob. When he opened the door, he saw his seven bandmates standing at the door, each one with a worried expression.

“What’s wrong?” Felix asked

“I-I I don’t know,” Han said solemnly

“Do you need a hug?” Lee Know asked

“I need more than that.” he wanted to say but nodded instead

The other members brought him to his bed and cuddled him. Han thought now would be the perfect time to ask them why they had been avoiding tickling him. He thought it was now or never.

“C-can I ask you guys a question?”

“Of course Hannie! What’s up?” Hyunjin said cheerfully

“I-I why have you guys avoided tickling me?

“Because you hate it” Jeongin responded without thought, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

“What if I said I liked it?”

Everyone’s jaws dropped.

“Wait really? You actually like it? I thought you hated it.” Seungmin said in disbelief

“Yeah I do”

“Wait so that’s why you were crying earlier?” Chanbin asked with a grin

“Y-yeah”

“Do you want us to tickle you? To make up for all the times we didn’t?”

Han nodded his head.

Before Han could blink his arms were pinned above his head and the other members were wiggling their fingers.

Han couldn’t help but smile. It was finally happening.

His thoughts were interrupted when he felt 70 fingers tickling his body.

“HAHAHAHAAHA” he threw his head back in laughter as the sensations took over him

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA IHIT’S SOHO BAD”

“Awwww, is someone extremely ticklish?” Chan asked teasingly

“The teasing makes it worse HAHAHA”

“Does it now?” Chan asked, now smirking widely

Lee Know, who was quite the expert at tickling, also smirked.

“How badly do you want to be wrecked?” Lee Know asked

“Very badly”

At that, Minho ordered the six lers to pin his arms, and legs, and sit on his hips to make the tickling worse.

When that was done, the seven ticklers attacked.

“HAHAHAHAHAHA” Han laughed as he had never laughed before, he loved it

“HAHAHAHAAHA IHI CANT HAHAHAHAHAA”

“Oh, you better try because we’re not stopping anytime soon. You asked for this remember?”

Han screamed when Jeongin said that. It was as if the maknae had been waiting his whole life for this.

“IHIHI CANT HAHAHAHA”

“Get his belly button, that always kills him. I know because I've tickled him many times before” Hyunjin stated

“NOHOHOHO HYUNJIN WHY HAHAHAHA”

“You asked for this remember?” Felix reminded him

“IHI KNOW BUT IHIHI CANT TAKE IT MUCH LONGER HAHAHAHAHAAH”

“Okay I think we need to wrap this up.” Chan reafrimed the ace

At that, Changbin blew a long, gigantic raspberry on his belly button.

“HAHAHAAHAHAHA” Han screamed before going into silent laughter

That was their queue to stop. As they removed their hands from the rapper, they couldn’t help but coo. He looked so cute. He was bright red with tears streaming down his face. They all gave him one last big hug.

“Thank you guys. I needed that.” Han smiled

“Aww, anytime quokka.” Lee Know replied

The members decided to leave him alone to rest and recover.

Han couldn’t help but smile. He was so glad he told the others about his love for tickling.

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Thank you for reading!!

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[fairykazu]

20191009 i like her ft. kazuha ⊹ ࣪ ˖

cws: feminine terms are used but reader is referred as gn terms, highschool au, mutual pining, fluff, angst, parental issues, implied chiscara, mild profanity

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it’s around eleven-something and lunch has started, you and kazuha were laying on a blanket near the rooftops of school. kazuha brought up when a fight broke out between childe and scaramouche, something about childe being too close to scaramouche’s personal space. the wind was blowing gently as you laughed, perching on one of your hands, “kazuha, they have to be into each other.”

kazuha noticed as you laughed, you shivered. he leaned a little closer, zipping you up, “you’re right, star.”

star was a nickname that kazuha gave to you in freshman year when you were rightfully upset about your mother telling that with your grades, you would never grow up to be successful as she is and only to become a random man’s housewife earning nothing other than chores that would pile up.

flashback

after the talk with your mother, you told her you’ll be studying at your friend’s house and she let out a sigh of relief, “thank god, you’re getting your shit together.”

you tried not to react to the words you have heard before squeezing your lips into a fine line, “good bye, mother.” leaving out of the door just before hearing your mother’s goodbyes, the weight of your anxiety pooling in your stomach never left but it gradually lightened, texted kazuha.

kazuha, omw !!

kazuha answers just as fast, huh?

wait is it because of “😡💀☹️”?

yes :’(

okay, ill see you there

what? you thought as you hesrd loud panting and footsteps coming your way. his silver hair sticking to his forehead, “oh! name, there you are. lets go to my house.” he was hunched over kind of like a pretzel, breaking in a sweat.

“kazuha???” you said, confused. your eyebrows knitted together.

walking towards to the porch where you sat, standing up straight. the silver haired boy was lending you a hand, “c’mere, you can tell me everything about your mom. as well as, it’s a friday, you can tell her you’ll sleep over too. i know she hates boys hanging with you but-” he lifted his hair. “with this i can pass off as a girl.”

you laughed, a bit of your anxiety disappearing. beunknownst to you, kazuha smiled a little, happy to see that he helped you to cheer up. you cant really disagree with him not when he’s looking at you with puppy eyes. really, the archons didnt disappoint with his features. “okay.” you replied, taking his hand.

“so, your mom said malicious words to you again?” kazuha said. the both of you sat in his living room, under the blanket and pillow fort he made. as the yellow blanket “ceiling” was falling, you sniffled, “yes..”

he grabbed your hands, looking directly into your eyes. “i love your family, name. but, she’s wrong. even though, you do struggle academically—”

“hey!” you interrupted, yanking his hands away from you. he apologizes instantly,

“im sorry but let me finish.”

you paused, moving your finger in a circle, signaling him to get to the point.

“thank you. you are much more than your grades, name. you’re like a star amongst the skies. every star is different, i just know you would excel at your dreams just as easy as this.” he snapped his fingers.

you started to chuckle a little as kazuha shot you a look saying that he could obviously snap his fingers and to stop laughing.

you covered your mouth.

well, he tried. he snapped again but only made a really sad and disappointing friction sound between his index and his thumb. similar to when you use a lighter but you have to ignite it five times before it works. he gets flustered, “you get what i mean right?”

you exhaled a laugh, your face was a little red from laughing and being flustered at once. “yeah, i do.”

flashback ended

you slapped his shoulder playfully, nearly erupting in giggles, “kazuha?”

“yeah?” he turned to look at you. huh? in this lighting, kazuha is kind of… no, you can’t have a crush on him again. it wouldnt end well and plus, he mentioned that he likes someone. actually, you overheard it when kazuha was talking to beidou and ningguang.

“kazuha, if you really like them, you would confess.” beidou? you think it was beidou’s voice, it was slightly more deep.

“no, i dont want to ruin our friendship. besides, i dont think they like me that way too. im content just being with them.” kazuha’s voice for sure. it was gentle and soft… usually. but his voice is filled to the brim with anxiety.

a more feminine voice replied, comforting kazuha. you assumed it was ningguang. “kaedehara, ive seen the way they look at you.”

“theyre probably looking at someone else.”

“ok, bro.”

“name?” kazuha called your name at least five times but yet you were staring off the distance. made him feel kind of self conscious. did they notice my hair is fading out? he tapped on your shoulder, “name??”

“oh sorry. do you think scaramouche and childe explored each other’s bodies?”

kazuha coughed loudly, his sunkissed face exploded in hues of reds, “what makes you say that?”

“its the way childe treats scaramouche like he’s worthy and how scaramouche looks at childe. like scaramouche’s eyes softens and everything.”

“really?” kazuha asked, subconsciously leaning closer to you.

you scrunched up your nose, “yeah?” noticing how close kazuha was and how soft his hair looks, how his eyes seems to glimmer in the afternoon sunlight and—

oh.

oh shit.

you pulled a little bit back, “doesn’t the weather seem nice today?”

weak excuse…

kazuha turned away from you, “youre right. usually it would be cloudy today.”

“yeah!”

“yeah.”

#genshin impact x you #astronetwrk #gender neutral reader #genshin fluff #genshin impact fanfics #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #kaedahara kazuha #kaedehara kazuha #kazuha kaedehara #genshin impact kazuha #kazuha x reader #x reader #x reader fanfic #self insert #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact childe #scaramouche genshin impact #implied chiscara

[klausysworld]

Enjoying your writing so much.

I’m hoping you can work your magic on this idea….

Reader is a werewolf. Klaus and reader have a one night stand, they hate each other. Reader gets pregnant, but over the months and moments throughout the pregnancy they being to have feelings teach other, but do nothing about them, the day of the birth is when they admit their feelings.

I love you, and i love you

Somehow i managed to get pregnant from a one nightstand with a narcissistic paranoid overly judgmental original hybrid’s baby. I mean what great luck. Klaus i and i haven’t got on much at all. Especially at the start. He was obsessed with taking over New Orleans and if i’m honest i just wanted to disappear and take my baby with me.

Halfway into the pregnancy however we began not completely ignoring each others existences. It was the middle of the night, i couldn’t sleep and i had gone downstairs to get a drink, Klaus was in the kitchen bourbon in hand but i didn’t notice him in the dark. That was until i felt the kick in my stomach and lurked forward gasping, Klaus was immediately by my side a hand on my back and the other finding my cheek gently getting me to look at him

“love? what’s wrong? what hurts” his eyes were darting all over me until we locked gazes, i shook my head with a little smile on my face and grasped his hand from my face bringing it to my stomach and he hesitantly held it there. The look on his face when we felt our baby kicking was heart melting. The glimmer in his eyes and the smile on his pink lips and he looked back and me with admiration

“they’re really going for it” i huffed when the baby continued to hit me, Niklaus barked a laugh and rubbed my bump. He went down onto his knees and got in-front of me so he was facing our creation. He gave a soft kiss to my lower belly and started whispering things i couldn’t quite hear until the baby calmed down and he got back up

“you’re good at that” i whispered and he smiled and kissed my head before passing my drink and letting me get back to bed.

The next time we had a moment was when i was experiencing an overflow of pregnancy hormones. Klaus had been out all day and for some reason i had wanted him to come home because…i missed him??

Anyway he didn’t come home until really late and i began yelling at him but ultimately just ended up bursting into tears. His face fell in an instant and his rage burned out when he realised i was just so sensitive and he had left me completely alone while heavily pregnant

“sweetheart-“ he started but i was in the middle of a sobbed rant

“what would i have had to of done if you were dead? you’ve made me completely depended on you and your stupid family and now if you leave I’m going to have to do everything by myself! i cant have a baby by myself Klaus!” he carefully approached my flying arms and pulled me into a hesitant hug. When i pulled him impossibly closer and buried my face in his neck he began to hold me tighter

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry, i’m okay, you’re not going to be alone i have you okay? alright. Come on lets get some rest yeah? I beg the little kicker had you all tired” he soothed and tried to pull away but i stayed clinging to his figure

“i just ache everywhere Klaus, the baby’s so heavy now, my back hurts” i cried and he nodded sympathetically and carefully lifted me into a bridal style position and took my upstairs to my room. He stood behind me and wrapped his arms around me under my stomach

“you tell me if it feel bad okay?” he muttered and i sniffed nodding. He placed his hands at the bottom of the baby bump and gently lifted the weight up. The pressure on my back was removed for a moment and i breathed a content sigh leaning back into him and he kissed my shoulder

“feel a little better?” he asked quietly and i nodded. We stayed like that for a small while before he guided me to bed and waited until i fell asleep.

I knew i had feelings for him. But they were small enough to ignore. Besides sometimes i still hated him and wished he would just let me be on my way but something about him still had me worried when he disappeared for too long.

We hadn’t been speaking much the last week or so. He was always busy and i was pissed off that he was spending so much time with his ‘therapist’. I knew he had a crush on her. He was always talking to her, it was getting annoying.

I was sat on the couch rolling my eyes at the thought of Klaus and Cami when i felt a sharp paint in my abdomen. The pains came again lower and i struggled to stand up and began walking over to where my phone was in the next room, i had forgotten it there and couldn’t be bothered to grab it earlier. Halfway there i felt my water break and looked down to see the puddle on the floor, my breathing became panicked and i quickly grabbed my phone calling Klaus immediately

“what is it love, i’m in the middle of something” he sounded pissy but i didn’t comprehend his tone

“k..klaus i think i’m having the baby” i whispered and a loud silence came from the other end

“now?” he whispered back and i breathed a laugh before groaning and dropping the device

“love!?”

“Klaus! it- it hurts! where the fuck are you?” i heard a load of shuffling before a door slam and i looked up to see him running at a human pace towards me

“i’m here, i’m here” he reassured helping me stand properly and getting me into the car so he could drive us to the hospital.

After however many agonising hours of labour i was led with our newborn baby in my arms. Tears welled in my eyes as i noted each of their features, the mix of Klaus and i was unbelievable, you could see very clearly that they belonged to us.

A throat cleared and i lifted my head to see him stood nervously with his hands behind his back

“klaus, they’re so beautiful” i told him sitting up and patting the bed so he could sit next to me, i passed the baby into his arms and smiled brightly at the wonder on his face

“looks just like you” he said softly stroking our child’s face

“klaus…” i trailed aimlessly and he looked back to me and took one of my hands after making sure the baby was secure in his arm

“yes love?” he whispered and kissed the back of my hand “what’s wrong?”

“what are we doing Klaus? We have a baby” a tear fell from my eye and he frowned

“i know that… i thought that was a good thing”

“i can’t live in your house with our baby when i know you’re dating Camille…i don’t want to feel like the other women” i explained quietly and he shook his head

“y/n, Camille is nothing more than a friend and a therapist , if anything i speak about you to her more than anything, i ask her how i should speak to you, i never want to upset you, i know we didn’t get on at the start but i want this to work, not just for our baby but because i- well i uh…” he paused and i watched his cheeks tint pink as he tripped over his words

“i love you too” i whispered and his eyes snapped back to mine. I smiled and turned my head away leaning it on his shoulder and cooing at our baby

“i love you, and i love you” he confirmed kissing both our foreheads

#klaus mikaelson #klaus mikaelson one shot #klaus mikaelson x reader #klaus mikaleson imagine #klaus michaelson #klaus mikealson fanfiction #the originals #klaus m #klaus mikaelson x y/n #niklaus imagines #the vampire diares imagine #kol mikaelson #niklaus mikaelson #the vampire diaries #hope mikaelson #klaus mikaelson fluff #klaus mikaelson headcanon #rebekah mikaelson #elijah mikaelson #tvd klaus #tvd universe #klaus mikaelson yandere #klaus mikealson smut #klaus mikaelson x yn #klaus mikealson x reader #pregnant #pregnancy #tvdverseladies #tvd imagine #tvd

[themoonstarwarrior]

Well, I haven't seen the episode yet, but since it sounds like BloodMoon is refusing to be saved, imma go ahead and share the idea I mentioned to @twinanimatronics about how Sun could've possibly reached them.

Obviously BloodMoon wont sit still and listen so this scenario has Sun use star power to trap BM just like old moon did to him with Moon on standby to come in once the 5 minutes are up.

Basically, Sun asks them WHY they kill and hurt people and BM brings up the main three reasons: they enjoy it, they dont want to be a tool, and they hunger. Since literally none of the protags have actually asked, Sun would be surprised that theres more than the first reason and interrogate to get to the bottom of it. Cuz what Sun realizes is that BloodMoon doesnt have any deeper motives or desires because of their eternal hunger. Their ENTIRE existence has circled around violence to satisfy their hunger. They get used to satisfy their hunger. They enjoy the rip and tear because it stops the hunger.

They have always been a tool to the hunger.

So Sun offers the one thing that no one has: what if they get rid of the hunger?

BM is confused cuz all they've ever known is the hunger, and Sun has to dig the point home by explaining how they can keep killing but it'll come back, and probably stronger. They could kill everyone and everything but then the hunger will come back. And the only thing thatll be left to kill is each other.

And THAT freaks them out, because that is the only thing BloodMoon stands to lose is the brotherhood. (And while BM1 would probably race about lies and trickery, BM2 cant deny the logic)

So with BM actually realizing how their hunger endangers them, and Moon at this point just WAITING to finish them off, Sun lays down the ultimatum. Since no change of heart can happen if all they've ever known is hunger, Sun/Moon/Solar can try and remove it to and see if the twins can be rehabilitated, otherwise Moon ends them then and there.

And I love this idea so much!!! It addresses the REAL block that BM has that hasnt been brought up since that one episode where they kill the anime girl. We get to keep BloodMoon, since the creators went to the trouble of bringing them back and giving them a new model so it'd be a lil annoying if they just ended up killed again. It acknowledges how much BM has been used and brushed aside while admitting that there hasnt been much else to them. And you could have a whole rehabilitation arc, with everyone healing and BM given a real change and actual honesty, since god knows no one is gonna be mincing words. And I imagine their blood-hunger being removed ends up like the Ruin Virus a bit, where getting rid of it cuts down a LOT of the more sadistic urges. So the boys get a mostly-tamed but still-pretty-fucking-insane BloodMoon Twins that basically is just the feral crazy guy that hangs around Animal from Muppets lol and idk stays with Monty cuz hes more easygoing on the violent habits and they need to NOT be anywhere near the daycare.

And maybe I'll watch the episode and be alright with it, but it just sucks cuz this would work SO GOOD and I know the showrunners wouldn't do it. So now I've had to make this fucking long ass post and y'all hafta deal with it.

And maybe someday I'll write a drabble this and the other SAMS scenes I've imagined...

So yeah, sorry about the rambling and shit. I hate how emotionally involved I get with this show that I love. And I'll go ahead and tag @garbagechocolate out of obligation X)

#god this fucking show #thank you ceph for letting me rant earlier #apparently this needed to be released into the void so hopefully its not a bother to everyone #tsams #sams #the sun and moon show #sun and moon show #fnaf bloodmoon #sams bloodmoon #tsams bloodmoon #moonstar wont shut up

[pinyeti]

Episode 3: Revenge of the Sith (BROKE MY FUCKIN HEART CHAT WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENENED????)

Ugh they’re going to rescue the chancellor

HOW ARE THEY THIS IN TUNE WITH THE FORCE BUT CANT SEE THAT THE CHANCELLOR IS EVIL

WOW THIS INSECT LOOKING GUY IS COOL

NOWAYYY OBIWAN CANONICALLY MAKING PATHETIC DAD JOKES THIS IS SO FUNNY

Dookie’s back

MAN THE PARALLELS TO THE OGS ARE CRAAAAZZZZYYYYY

anakin probably put Luke through the same stuff he went through to test if hes a little bitch like him

Okay anakin your problem is you only listen to yourself

NO WAY HOW DID THEY GO FROM THIS BROMSNCE TO KILLING EACH OTHER NEXT MOVIE

Did anakin just call him short… does he have a death wish

Chancellors such as bitch

I just know padmes gonna die and hes going to turn cuz of her

The chancellor really said you’re not like other girls anakin

Okay so anakin has to pick sides between

“HE’S NEVER LET ME DOWN”- NOOOO OBIWANNN NOOOOOO HES GONNA BE SOOO HURT

This whole movie is everyone manipulating anakin to try and get him on their side

Kung fu panda - dragon warrior drama

Count dookie

BRO IS HE INSERTING DREAMS INTO ANAKINS MIND

Theyre boxing him in THE COUNCIL IS SO ANNOYING THIS IS NOT HOW YOU DEAL IWTH A REBEL KID

Someone give nick fury and yoda parenting lessons

NO NO NO NOOO NOOO NOT FOR THIS NO NO PADMES GONNA BE FINE NOOO NOOO NOOO NOOO THIS STUPID CHILD NOOO HES GOOD I KNOW HES GOOD

How did the jedis not see this???????

NO??? ANAKIN??? TELL ME ANAKIN DIDNT KILL A BUNCH OF CHILDREN WHAT THE FUCK?? No absolutely not im not siding for this bullshit fukc off

In the immortal words of Deadpool you punch a couple hundred orphans and suddenly you’re the bad guy

My god anakin IM SO FUCKIN PISSED AT YOU YOU CANT KILL CHILDREN YOU FUCKIN PRICK I HATE YOU SO MUCH WHAT THE FUCK NONE OF THIS IS JUSTIFIED WHAT YOU HAD A BAD DREAM SO YOU GO KILL KIDS FUCKIN BITCH

I want to kill anakin Fight me right now

Are you really going around killing children like youre not even going to rise to crimes in a linear manner?? You directly kill kids??

Youre so full ofF SHIT ANAKIN- SHE DIDNT ASK YOU FOR ANY OF THIS YOURE SO STUPID YORE NOT DOING THIS FOR LOVE YOU’RE DOING THIS FOR POWER YOURE PATHETIC

Yes anakin blame obi wan BLAME ANYONE BUT YOURSELF

standing in the middle of a burning planet I HAVE BROUGHT PEACE

No this is breaking my heart no no no no No no no no

YODA PLS PLS PLS KILL EMPEROR PLS (ik he wont but pls) Yoda is so powerless why didnt he stop anything WHY WERE THEY SO BLINDED WHY

Yeah yoda GO HIDE YOU BIG FAILURE MY POOR OBIWAN HE DOESNT DESERVE ANY OF THIS

I did not sign up for this heartbreak FUCK YOU ANAKIN FOR MAKING ME LIKE YOU FOR A TINY BIT

FUCK YOU FOR MAKING OBIWAN LOVE YOU AND THROWING IT ALL AWAY

YOU BECAME WHAT YOU FEARED YOU FUCKIN IDIOT I HATE YOU SO MUCH ANAKIN AND FOR WHAT

They lied to him, idc he deserves to hate himself for the rest of eternity

Ohh theyre making the Death Star now

…. this family needs therapy

(6/9)

#CHAT WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED CHAT??? #luke skywalker #cp2077 #han solo #princess leia #r2d2 #c3po #darth vader #obi wan kenobi #starwars #star wars

[lanaswritingbook]

I can’t tell you 2/2

oh wow guys this is embarrassing… I’ve been in a bad writing block for like months now. And I felt really bad for not finishing this part 2 bc I hate when ppl do that to me so I hope you enjoy 😭 (it’s rushed but i’m trying to get started again)

Dave Lizewski x Black!Plus Size Reader

Pt. 1- https://www.tumblr.com/spenceswife/712542712672452608/i-cant-tell-you-12

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The gym door slammed loudly as Dave watched Yn storm out the gymnasium.

His chest tightened as he thought over their conversation. How could she think he was cheating?

But could he blame her? The scene was… misleading.

Dave shook his head while combing through his curly hair anxiously. He had to make it right.

-

It had been 3 days since Yn spoke to Dave. He texted her everyday and tried to get her attention in school but she constantly blew him off like he did to her previously.

His friends wondered why they didn’t see the touchy couple together anymore so they decided to confront Dave and the comic shop.

When the bell rang hinting someone entered Dave found his group at their normal table arguing about something.

“Hey guys” Dave spoke swinging his backpack in the booth.

“You look like shit.” Marty spoke making Todd slap his chest.

“Wrong approach but he’s right. What’s wrong with you dude” Todd crossed his arms ready to listen.

“Yn thinks I cheated on her…” they both look at each other surprised.

“Well did you?” Marty asked in shock

“Hell no! I love her with all my heart I could never. It was really a misunderstanding I just can’t say what.” he took a breathy sigh clearly in distress.

“I mean I believe you dude, but that’s some sketchy shit. I don’t know she’ll forgive you.” Todd furrowed his brows.

“How about this you know Jessica?” Marty raised his brows with a smirk

“Yeah why…” Dave asked more confused

“Well she’s at Yn studying and gonna meet me here in about 30. So how about you trap your girl and apologize the right way.” Lizewski stared his friend down thinking of the idea.

“… I have nothing else to choose from so fine. Wish me luck” He grabbed his bag standing up accidentally bumping into a counter while walking towards the door.

-

Dave snuck through her window, luckily she had a fire escape so it was easy for him to enter.

She wasn’t in her room but her bathroom light was on meaning she was still home.

He passed shortly back n forth thinking about what he wanted to say until he heard a voice breaking through.

“Why are you here Dave?” Yn walked towards her bed sitting not even looking him in the eye.

But Dave couldn’t help but stare he missed seeing her like this. Comfy.

She was wearing a long shirt and shorts with her curls going every direction. She looked perfect to him

“Look please listen to me. I would never hurt you and that includes never cheating. I love you so much and I would love to tell the reason of what you heard, but I just can’t right now it’s too dangerous. I’ll tell you eventually but I just have to figure this out first I promise i’d never hurt you intentionally baby please…” Yn saw the glint in Dave’s eye that he was telling the truth.

And she didn’t see the nervous tic he does when he lies so she caved and wrapped her arms around his neck.

He closed his eyes thanking the angles above for giving his own back.

“You’d never hurt me?” Yn whispered playing with his loose curls as her face was stuck between his neck and shoulder.

“Never in my life, you’re the one I protect the most. Literally…” her face scrunched at the last part but quickly forgot about it as she was happy he was in her presence.

#fluff #angst #imagines #dave lizewski x reader #black plus size reader #plus size reader #dave lizewski imagine #Dave lizewski x black reader #kick ass

[mushed-kid]

okay klance au time

(i don’t think it counts as an au, because it’s not changing canon, its just something that could happen after canon)

warning this is long and hard to understand i cant be bothered. u either get it or you dont.

so i haven’t actually thought out all the details and stuff, this is very much just a thought i had:

It’s set after canon, aka everything stays the same. I KNOWWWW that farm lance gets a lotta hate and i get it trust me, but that also stays the same. Non-negotiable because this whole au basically built around that fact!!! so yeah suck it.

okay so everyone’s doing their thang, the paladins are growing up and like young adults, but they’re not teens anymore!

lance is at the farm, and keith works with the blade of marmora or whatever he ended up doing. i can’t remember but that’s what we’re going with. and you know there’s obviously some klance scenes in the last season and in this au that has developed as the next few years passed.

they might’ve started out hating each other and slowly getting better at standing each other, and then friendship developed into a little more, and now they’re basically dating. except they have never said that they’re dating, but neither of them wants to be with anyone else so it’s fine, they know. and they like it that way, it takes the pressure of. (everyone knows but it’s not something that’s brought up)

and anyway point is keith works in space right? and he comes back to earth often because that’s where they all meet, and they try to meet frequently. and that’s where lance lives, so why wouldn’t he? so he stays there when he visits, and it’s nice.

Lance, as always, goes hand in hand with angst. so add some of that. lance has gotten over his feelings for allura. obviously none of them have fully moved on, but with help from the others (and especially keith) he’s come to terms with that. however, that doesn’t mean it’s not constantly affecting him anymore.

he’s already lost allura, and he’s not actually dating keith, but he’s realized that he might not be as straight as he thought over the last couple years. and maybe there’s more to it than just letting keith stay at his house when he visits because he doesn’t have a house, and more because well he might be dating keith but he doesn’t know if keith considers them that. even if it feels that way sometimes

and he’s worried that it’s gonna be another allura-situation. he doesn’t want that, and keith is out in space trying to spread peace and stuff. and lance worries. lance doesn’t want to lose him before he’s even sure that he had him.

and he’s been trying to ignore that thought because everything is fine. keith wont get hurt. he knows what he’s doing and the war is over, so what’s the chances?

but then keith gets hurt.

and the whole thing basically boils down to lance going straight to proposing. because that’s just what he’s like, it has to be good, it has to be perfect. because keith deserves perfect. and it’s not like he can ask keith if they’re dating.

and this is honestly the part i haven’t thought that much about, this idea is mostly based on the setting. but im thinking he gets some help from the other’s at earth to plan it. everyone gathers at lance’s farm because that’s what they always do when they meet up. and everyone is there because keith comes back injured and stays with lance while he gets better.

and lance is nervous because what if he read all of this wrong, he did imagine the rival thing back at garrison, but the others help calm him down. and idrk how but he proposes to keith and asks him to spend their lives together and whatnot.

they have a BEAUTIFUL wedding, and the flowers that remind him of allura are all over btw. they’re in love and everyone’s happy despite it all.

yeah idrk i haven’t worked it out but i like the story. it’s based in the song Found by Dan Davidson. I think it’s cute and it fits with the farm thing. you have to listen to it to get my vision:

#klance #voltron #vld #voltron legendary defender #lance mcclain #keith kogane #vld au #klance au #kinda #found dan davidson #Spotify #this took so long to type u have no idea #i had to actually think abiut it #im imagining it in my head #its not a full story in my head it’s just vibes and a vauge plotline #langst #just a little bit #blade of marmora keith #bom keith #farmer lance #found klance au

[redactedgender]

redacted audio headcanons: elliott & sunshine edition

im in my elliott & sunshine era rn it seems. i cant stop thinking abt them. so heres some of my hc for them! the sunshine hc’s are specifically for my oc (charlie, he/they), but im keeping it neutral so others can apply it to their oc’s/sunshine hc’s maybe :0

!! CW FOR MENT. OF SUNSHINE’S ACCIDENT. ALSO SOME 18+, MINORS DNI !!

; t4t elliott & sunshine. i don’t make the rules, i just enforce them

; following that thought, sunshine, geordi & guy were all elliott’s caretakers after he got top surgery

; elliott & aaron’s last name is hawkins, but elliott is technically elliott lewis-hawkins. his last name is hyphenated because ‘lewis’ was the name of his first foster family (they were the best one he had had at that point, but when the mom got pregnant they realized they couldn’t support two kids), so he uses their name to remember them by

; sunshine has a prosthetic leg from their accident. they walk with a cane or sometimes use a wheelchair during extra bad pain days, or when it rains. their prosthetic starts under their knee. they also have lots of small scars from the glass across their body, mostly arms

; elliott has called sunshine “sunshine” since they first met basically. but, when guy heard sunshine call elliott “dreamboat” one random day, he made the joke that their ship name would be “daydream”. since then, whenever guy talks about the two of them, he refers to them as “daydream” (ex: “yeah i’m just in a call with geordi and daydream, what’s up?”)

; they have matching yellow lego charms that make a heart when you put them together (like this but yellow)

; (18+) they both have horrible oral fixations (canon but still). they both could live between each others thighs. the 69 position is one of their favorites because of that

; sunshine and cutie used to go to school together, but after cutie’s powers manifested they kinda stopped hanging out. sunshine never really liked cutie tbh. they aren’t aware that cutie is empowered

; sunshine and treasure are cousins, and treasure was the first person sunshine told about their (completely obvious) crush on eli when they realized they liked him

; eli’s favorite color is lavender, and also loves lavender scented things (he has the lavender & iris spray from bath & body works and practically douses his bed in it. it smells divine btw)

; elliott had a wattpad account. what he read on that site is between him and god

; elliott is a lord of the rings nerd. you mean to tell me the guy who made a whole-ass fantasy d&d session dreamscape with his partner featuring a full-ass dragon isn’t a tolkien nerd??

; elliott also loves d&d. he hasn’t played a lot, but has enjoyed it when he did; he once dm’ed a one shot for his friend group and it was a crazy ass story. he likes worldbuilding and character backstories the most

; sunshine collects cds from thrift stores. even from artists they don’t know anything about

; besides their house, elliott and sunshine have also discussed getting animals together. they decided on a dog named thor and a cat named mercury

; honey is elliott and aaron’s cousin. they don’t know elliott is empowered. honey and aaron are the two cousins who would disappear when they both got overwhelmed at a party

; elliott loves watching competition shows like “blown away”, he eats that shit up

; (18+) sunshine is a big reader, and absolutely eats up all different kinds of genres. sometimes elliott likes to “punish” them for not paying attention to him by using him mouth on them while they read erotica & edge them until they finish a specific number of chapters

; elliott hates tuna. like, haaaaates tuna. can't stand the smell, taste, texture, anything about it. the only thing he can handle about it is when its alive and intact; he can't even handle it in sushi

; in pjo, sunshine would be a child of apollo, and elliott would be a child of hypnos

; sunshine didn’t tell the group about the accident until they had a panic attack over a car crash in a movie. they had told elliott bits and pieces before that (and obviously he had seen their nightmares), but they felt as though they didn’t want to burden elliott and the rest of the group with their trauma

; OK SO. elliott and sunshine’s favorite movie collectively is “tangled”. i mean its their absolute fave. they watched it together on their first official date, it’s their comfort movie, they have matching jewelry of the sun symbol, theyve cosplayed/gone as flynn and rapunzel a bunch of times for halloween, etc. like these guys LOVE tangled. and apparently there’s a new disney ride of the lantern festival in disneyland tokyo. so, in a world where the balance didnt separate them, and theyre together and happy and healing, i like to imagine they decide to visit a disney and go on the ride if they have it there. and id like to imagine that when theyre in the lantern section, they both reach into their pockets and pull out boxes. and, with tears streaming down their faces and the biggest fucking grins imaginable, they propose to each other (and ofc they both say yes) <3

; the couple that are stoners together stay together <3 elliott likes to shotgun sunshine

; elliott is always the big spoon. he likes knowing hes protecting sunshine in both their dreams and in real life

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im so normal and regular about these two i promise (<- lying). i will add more as i see fit. also i might have a fic idea based on one of these headcanons, hehe :3c

#i love these two sooooooo fucking much guys #daydream my fucking beloveds #fun fact. the dog & cat thing was inspired by something an ex and i wanted to do when we lived together #its a fond memory for me so i decided to add it to them as well #dog.txt #redacted audio #elliott #sunshine #redacted elliott #redacted sunshine #redacted aaron #redacted geordi #redacted guy #redacted honey #redacted cutie #redacted treasure #redacted headcanons #redactedverse