#you're such a sweet person and I you're so incredibly talented with everything you make!!!

[xtra7s]

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍 ──── 𝘙𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘦 𝘙𝘢𝘱𝘱 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Synopsis: Renee just preformed on SNL, returning to her girlfriend after the show.

Content: Renee Rapp x Fem!reader

word count: 800

a/n: literally just fluff. Enjoy lovies.

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Reneé Rapp couldn't believe her luck. She had been invited to be the musical guest on Saturday Night Live, a dream come true for the rising star. The buzz surrounding her performance was electric, and the anticipation only fueled her excitement. As she stood in the wings, waiting for her cue, she took a deep breath, reminding herself that this was the culmination of years of hard work.

The lights dimmed, and the familiar SNL opening theme played as Reneé took the stage. The cheers from the audience were deafening, and she couldn't help but smile as she began to sing. Her voice, a captivating blend of power and emotion, resonated through the studio.

The performance was nothing short of mesmerizing. Reneé's voice filled the studio, capturing the hearts of everyone present. The audience was hooked, and the SNL cast and crew couldn't help but be in awe of her talent. When the last note echoed through the room, the applause was thunderous. Reneé soaked in the applause, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over her.

After the show, Reneé found herself backstage, still buzzing with adrenaline. She was surrounded by the cast and crew, congratulating her on a fantastic performance. Among the sea of faces, Y/N, her girlfriend, stood among the bustling crew, eagerly anticipating Reneé's return. When the backstage door swung open, revealing the beaming singer, Y/N's eyes lit up.

"Reneé, that was incredible!" Y/N exclaimed, rushing to embrace her.

Reneé grinned, still basking in the afterglow of her performance. "Thanks, baby! I'm so glad you could make it."

The couple shared a quick kiss, and Y/N couldn't hide her pride for Reneé's success. "You were born for that stage," she whispered.

Reneé smiled widely, pulling Y/N into a hug. "Thank you baby" She murmured against Y/N's neck.

As the excitement of the night continued, Y/N suggested they retreat to Reneé's dressing room for a more private celebration. The room was filled with bouquets of flowers and congratulatory notes, a testament to the success of the evening.

They sat together on the plush couch, basking in the glow of the post-performance euphoria. Reneé reached for Y/N's hand, intertwining their fingers.

"I'm so proud of you, Reneé. You were amazing out there," Y/N said, gazing into her girlfriend's eyes.

Reneé felt a warmth in her chest, realizing how fortunate she was to have Y/N in her life. "Thank you, love. And having you here makes it even more special."

The dressing room was filled with a warm glow as Reneé and Y/N shared a tender moment. Reneé, still riding the high of her SNL performance, felt a surge of affection for the person who had been there for her through thick and thin.

Reneé's lips met Y/N's in a soft, lingering kiss, a sweet expression of the love and pride that filled the air. As they pulled away, Reneé couldn't help but smile, her heart full.

"I can't believe tonight actually happened," Reneé admitted, nuzzling into the crook of Y/N's neck.

Y/N's fingers traced gentle circles on Reneé's back, savoring the closeness. "You were absolutely stunning out there. The whole world got to see what I've known all along – that you're incredibly talented."

Blushing, Reneé chuckled. "You always know how to make me feel special. I'm lucky to have you."

Y/N tilted Reneé's chin up to meet her gaze. "No, I'm the lucky one. I get to be with the amazing Reneé Rapp, the star of SNL."

Reneé playfully rolled her eyes. "Oh, stop it. I'm just me."

"Just you?" Y/N grinned. "You're the person who fills my life with music, laughter, and love. That's not 'just' anything."

The sincerity in Y/N's words melted Reneé's heart. "You're the one who keeps me grounded, Y/N. Everything feels right with you."

Y/N cupped Reneé's face, her thumb brushing lightly across her cheek. "I love you so much."

"I love you too," Reneé whispered, sealing their promise with another soft kiss.

They sat there, wrapped up in each other's warmth, sharing sweet nothings and dreams for the future. The dressing room became a sanctuary, a place where the magic of their connection transcended the glamour of the spotlight.

As they whispered words of love and support, the night carried on outside the door. But in that moment, all that mattered was the soft glow of the lights, the gentle kisses, and the unspoken promise that their love would continue to grow, just like the music that would forever bind them together.

#wlw #lesbian #renee rapp x reader #renee rapp #leighton murray #leighton murray x reader #the sex lives of college girls #lgbtq

[m-jelly]

Levi x ballerina reader. Like theyre already together and reader was warming up and levi got all blushy and didnt know how to tell her...

@kenkopanda-art <3

Stretching

Levi x fem!reader

Modern AU, fluff, romance, being a couple, ballerina reader, flustered Levi, suggestive.

Levi goes with you to practice because he adores watching you dance. This is his first time watching you stretch and as he does he starts to feel things he shouldn't in public.

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Watching you was like watching a Goddess design and create a magical world. No matter how many times Levi watched you, he was always left speechless. It just brought a smile to his face because you were so happy when you danced, it was just in your blood and soul.

The pain you would get in your feet sometimes was bad, so Levi did everything in his power to help you. He made sure he bought the best products and would massage it all into your feet and ankles. Every time you felt doubt or tired, he would praise you and give you the boost you needed. Levi always had a bag full of everything you needed to keep you going.

Today you had practice and you invited Levi to go with you, which he was excited about. Levi was the CEO of a company that supplied wonderful tea and coffee that was delicious and the trading was fair. Every single person he employed was paid fairly and had rights.

Levi helped you take your jacket off and then knelt before you and swapped your boots for your shoes. He was never asked to do this, he just loved doing it and you always felt flustered as his talented fingers moved as he tied up the ribbon.

You let out a shy whine. "Levi."

He glanced up at you with pure adoration in his eyes. "Yes?"

"You don't have to do this."

"I know." He leaned closer and kissed your knee. "I want to. I enjoy it."

You hummed a little laugh. "You're cute."

He leaned up and kissed you. "Have a good practice. I will be right here if you need me. I have your drinks and snacks."

You giggled. "Thank you. You take such good care of me."

"Because I love you."

You felt your cheeks heat up. "I love you too." You rose to your feet. "I gotta warm up."

"I'll be here. You're doing amazing."

The other people coming in didn't even register with Levi because his eyes were on you. Every move you were making was so elegant and smooth. He took a seat and admired the way you worked. A sweet smile graced his lips as you stretched your joints.

Levi blushed hard when you lifted your leg in the air and grabbed your toes. Something heated shot through him when he saw you doing the splits standing up. He tried to look away from between your legs, but it was hard to not look at how stunning and sexy you were.

Every move you made and stretch was intoxicating and attractive to him. The two of you were very physical with each other in bed, it was hard to keep your hands to yourselves. You both wanted each other and enjoyed loving and touching the other. It was not like he'd never seen you in sexy positions before, but something was setting his heart and body on fire.

He shifted a little and realised he was getting more and more needy for you. He grabbed your bag of drinks and snacks and then placed it on his lap. Now he was more comfortable, he watched you for much longer and felt himself drooling at how incredible you were. It was hard to hide his blush on his cheeks and as soon as you looked over him and smiled, you seemed to register the blush he had and simply giggled.

Levi enjoyed watching you practice and as soon as you hurried over he offered you a drink. "W-Well done."

You downed some of your drink and hummed. "We're you checking me out as I stretched?"

"I-I've never seen you stretch before. I-It was uh...n-nice."

"Nice?" You smirked and leaned closer. "Nice how?"

He gulped hard and tried to avoid your gaze. "I ah...you...well..."

You kissed Levi and nuzzled your nose against his after. "You are so cute. It's okay to admit you got horny watching me."

He groaned a bit. "I feel like an animal."

"My hungry wolf."

He looked at his lap as he blushed. He released a long sigh before speaking. "I l-loved what I s-saw. Mm...it made me...feel things...good things..."

"Well, I know how you feel. When you work out in the gym in our home? My word does it make me tingle inside." You released a long sigh. "You're incredible."

Levi got up and growled. "Maybe next time I can use you to work out. I could lift you."

You shivered. "Y-Yes."

#aot levi #levi #levi ackerman #snk levi #aot fanfiction #levi fanfiction #fanfic #levi x y/n #levi x you #levi x reader #jelly fanfics #levi x yn #levi ackerman x female reader #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman x y/n #levi attack on titan #levi aot #levi ackerman attack on titan #levi ackerman aot

[shinobus-unbreakable-spirit]

Hello!

Could I request for some Yoriichi fluffy headcanons and a little bit of NSFW ones?

I hope you have a nice day/night!

Coming right up! :D

Yoriichi Headcanons

Fluffy with some NSFW!

Can be little spoon or big spoon depending on the situation, as long as you two are close he's happy

When it comes to days out as a couple, he likes to let you decide where you should go, and no matter how wild or implausible your suggestion is he'll make sure it happens

Absolutely loves, loves, loves giving oral. He cannot enjoy intimacy unless he knows you're pleasured and content, making him an extremely caring and sensual lover. He'll go down on you for hours with no complaints whatsoever, all he wants in the bedroom is for you to feel infinite pleasure

If you give him a blowjob, this is one of the few times you'll see him lose control. He's incredibly sensitive there and the moment your lips wrap around his cock, he bites his lip and proceeds to softly moan, gripping your hair firmly. It just blows his mind so much. He can certainly climax from a blowjob

If you have kids together, he'll be the best father. He will never lose his cool and will be extremely gentle, but still excellent at teaching your children everything they need to know. He also appreciates everything you do as a parent, and frequently makes time to show you how much he loves you be it through gifts, poetry, cuddles, lovemaking, or simply asking you what would help ease the stress of parenting and making that happen

He is a quality time sort of guy. He likes to spend almost every moment with you, as you're his whole heart; he loves you so much and, although he doesn't vocalize this often, he has no idea what he would do without you. He's very content even just sitting in silence with you, an arm protectively wrapped around you as he sharpens his sword, writes, or does something else

He has a secret talent for poetry. He writes various poems (mostly love ones) and enjoys reading them out to you with that dulcet tone of his. Understood tacitly, many of his poems are dedicated to you and inspired by his burning affection

People underestimate Yoriichi, given his unassuming disposition. This might lead to cocky assholes feeling like they can mess with you, but the second someone gives you so much as a mean glare, Yoriichi shows how formidable he is; not with violence, unless he has to, but by verbally making the person look stupid and humiliating them. He has a quick wit, and he brings it out especially to defend you

He compliments you at random times, in an endearing manner. You two will be sitting enjoying a tea, then he will stroke your cheek and say something sweet like, "You have such raw beauty, my love." The offbeat timing of his compliments shows he says these things with no premeditation, but just as he thinks of them, which is at least three times a day

I really hope you enjoyed these, anon, and that you have a wonderful day! Yoriichi loves and cares about you!

<3

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon slayer headcanons #yoriichi x you #yoriichi x y/n #yoriichi x reader #demon slayer yoriichi #kny yoriichi #yoriichi headcanons #yoriichi tsugikuni

[weird-is-life]

Hiii! I saw your taking Rockstar!Remus request and was wondering if you could do Rockstar!Remus x Shy!Reader and like she’s hella awkward but in Like a funny way and she’s a really good singer and he wrote a song for them and one night invites her on stage for them to sing together and it’s all really cute ?! If that makes sense 😭! You can take this anywhere you want it totally up to you ! Anyways you totally don’t have to write this it’s just an idea ! Have and amazing day/night! 🩵 ( also fem or non specific pronouns!)

Hii, ty for the request!! I love rockstar!Remus so much🥹, hope you this is okay. Warnings: fluff, use of pet names and y/n, shy!reader (0.8k)

You love music, almost as much as you love your boyfriend. And you love writing music and singing. But what you don't love is too much attention on you.

You'd tried being on stage, performing, but your shyness often times resulted in some clumsy, embarrassing things for you to happen. So you're trying to stay away from performing as far as possible.

You've written a song for The Marauders, it's not the first song you've ever written for them, so you're used to just standing behind the curtains and enjoying hearing it live.

That's exactly what you're doing now. You're standing backstage with a clear view of your boyfriend.

Remus somehow looks even more hot, strumming on his bass, having the time of his life while doing so.

He sneaks a peek at you every now and then, sending a huge grin along with a wink your way. Which makes your cheeks go red every single time. Remus won't admit it, but you're pretty sure, he just loves watching you go all shy and blushy around him.

Finally, the last song, the song you've written comes up and suddenly Remus starts to grin at you, more than he usually does. And you instantly know, that he's up to something.

Sirius and James both nod at him and Remus starts to speak into the mic, while still looking at you, " everybody! Tonight, we have a very, very special person here."

You go white as a wall as soon as you hear his words. He can't seriously think, that you will come up in the stage. Not happening.

"She's written multiple songs for us. She's an incredible musician, but she's just a bit to shy. So please, everyone, help me get her on the stage," Remus gives you a reassuring smile, before he announces, " y/n, would you do us the honor and join us on the stage?"

You don't move at all, you stay frozen at the place. There's loud cheer of the fans, trying to encourage you on the stage, but you can't move.

"C'mon, y/n, we've already made a peace with the fact you're going to shame us with your talent, so make it quick," Sirius urges you on in his sweet, characteristic way, but you still don't move.

Remus is still looking at you with supportive smile, he mouths at you," c'mon sweetheart, you can do it. I'll be right besides you."

The crowd starts to chant your name ( after James and Sirius have started it) to try to get you on the stage.

You eventually give in and slowly walk onto the stage. You shyly wave at the crowd and make your way straight to Remus.

"I'm going to kill you, when we get out of here," you whisper to Remus and stand in front of his mic as he just chuckles.

You greet the crowd sheepishly and nervously fiddle with your hands on the mic, almost knocking the mic stand over. Your cheeks go even more red.

The guys start the play the tune of your song, but before you start singing Remus whispers into your ear," it's okay, just breath. You got this."

You listen to his words and take a huge breath, and then you start singing. You are so freaking nervous at first, but once the guys join you with the singing the stress leaves you almost entirely.

You actually start to enjoy the performing and by the time the song is over, you're smiling big, suddenly understand why the guys love it so much. There's something thrilling about it. The atmosphere, the fans and everything around it.

Once the song is over, you and the boys take each other's hands and bow together. But then you quickly get off the stage, your shyness still very much present.

You are taking one big breath after another, when suddenly you're lifted off of the ground by two strong hands.

You immediately recognise it's Remus as he laughs happily with you still in his arms.

"You did it! I knew, you had it in you," he says softly and proudly, while he puts you back down. He's looking at you like you have just done something very incredible (which for you, you kind of have).

"Was I okay? Wasn't it too bad?" you ask him anxiously, biting your lip.

"Okay? Are you kidding? You were amazing, we will loose many fans to you now," he teases you with affection.

"Not possible, they love your handsome faces too much, " you murmur with a smile.

Remus laughs," our handsome faces? Not our talent?"

"Yeah, maybe that too," you say cheekily, rolling your eyes at him.

Remus pokes you into your side playfully and plants a sweet kiss to your temple," very funny, dove. Now c'mon, we gotta go and celebrate this !"

Remus takes your hand in his and pulls you after him into his changing room. You talk about how it felt to be on the stage, while Remus listens to you with lovesick gaze.

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[archangeldyke-all]

I thought of this and just need somewhere to keep it you can share if you want:

Sevika with a nail tech gf

Sevika letting her paint her nails on her human hand from time to time

Sevika eventually letting her do acrylics on her (nothing too long or two flashy)

Sevika only fighting with her mech hand whenever her nails are done

Sevika being more expressive with her hands when she does get a bit of a fancier set

Sevika getting her nails to match yours whenever you do them

Sevika getting your initial on her nail once and asking for it every time after that

Sevika beaming to let any and everyone know that her girlfriend did her nails, and yes, that's her inital on there

Yeah, I wanna do her nails for her omfg

THIS SI SSOO..... IM SOBBING.

men and minors dni

at first, she doesn't let you anywhere near her hands. she's horrified of all the little drills and scissors, and she's never been the type of person to do anything to her fingers.

but... you look so sad practicing on your little plastic fingers, so she gives in pretty fast.

it starts with just a clear top coat on top of her natural nails, that have been all cleaned up and trimmed.

and... she absolutely loves it. she can't stop looking down at her shiny, healthy looking nails all week.

so... when you ask the next week if you can add some color, she says yes.

she starts with blacks and dark purples and reds. the colors in her pallets.

but as time goes on, and you gain more and more products, she starts letting her restrictions go, lets you paint her nails whatever color you want.

sparkles in the summer, pride nails in june, french tips in winter, sometimes even fancy nail designs when you're feeling fancy.

she doesn't love all your outcomes, but she loves you so much. and she loves the hour or two the two of you set aside every weekend, her hand in yours, as you gently clip and buff and oil her fingers. she loves the sweet concentrated look you get, the pride in you eyes when you're all done, and more than everything-- she loves the kisses you press to her fingers when they're dry.

when you start learning how to do acrylics, she refuses to let you near her human hand with them. she needs her hand to fight and write and work, and she can't do anything with the extensions on.

but her mech hand? she'll let you do whatever you want to it.

can you imagine her with 2 inch acrylics hanging off her gold fingers? painted gold and copper to match her arm?

they'd make her feel sooooo fucking hot. especially when she's fighting people and she can claw the fuck outta them with her new fingernails.

she'd insist that you match her short human nails to whatever design you do on her acrylics.

half the time, she can be found gently gazing down at her fingernails, a small smile on her face.

she becomes so high maintenance about them. the second she gets a chip or looses an acrylic, she's coming home to you with a big pout, begging you to fix them up, or better yet, give her a fresh new set.

she'll start coming home with crazy ideas about her nails she wants you to try. "do you think you could encapsulate some glitter so it can move around freely inside the nail?" or "you should drill a hole through the tip so we can add some charms dangling off." she's adorable.

she starts making you do her toes too. she keeps those more simple, just black or white or a basic color matching the base of whatever design you'd done on her fingers.

she talks with her hands now, all the fucking time. she was never that expressive when she spoke, but now she emphasizes everything with a wave of her pretty nails. people can tell when she's pissed because she starts drumming her acrylics on the nearest flat surface-- many goons have pissed themselves at the sound of the acrylics slowly tapping a table as they try to explain their latest mistake to her.

and every single time someone compliments her nails, sevika grins and starts gushing about her incredibly talented girlfriend, pulling your card out of her back pocket and forcing it on the poor person who was just trying to give her a compliment.

also the initial thing?? yeah, she never considers a manicure complete until she's got your initial or signature carefully painted on her pinkies.

i am so in love with her

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#sevika #sevika imagine #sevika arcane #sevika x reader #sevika x you #soft sevika

[vitaminseetarot]

PAC Pick a Song - What About You Currently Shines Brightest?

Sup y'all, I'm back in time for the start of Leo season with another pick a card reading! The full moon is coming right up and I will likely do a reading for that as well very shortly, but I already had this done the other day and wanted to get it finally posted after much delay!

Below here are three cards to choose from belonging to the now-obsolete board game DropMix. It was a game connected to an app now unfortunately no longer in service, but it allowed the game to play by having chips in the cards activate a code that would send to a phone app to tally points as well as play music. You could pile the different cards together on a jockey board based on color and basically create your own remixes. You could play or make freestyle music. My basic pack has as many cards as the minor arcana + 4, so I thought these would be fun to bring out and work with for the partygoing Leo energy that's budding this late summer.

1, 2, 3

Pile 1. The Weeknd - Can't Feel My Face

Cards: Baroness (Fire, Leo); "I am in touch with my purpose and passion in life"; 7 of Swords, XIX Sun, XVIII Moon

(Okay just a quick note I just gotta let u know that I eventually plan to paint over the Sun card for my only RWS-esque deck because the smiley face creeps me out lol so I put a tiny candle over its haunting face. The Sun is supposed to be a positive card dangit!)

Anyway back to your reading! Right off the bat I feel like you're gonna be shining bright this season no matter how you personally feel about summer, get in the mood and live it up! Light that bonfire. Jump in the pile of autumn leaves. Tap into your senses in the most innocent and playful way. I feel like you shine brightly when you get excited about literally anything in your life, it could be a new brand of coffee or new pair of jeans or something but people like how you react to things. Reminds me of Youtubers who have these funny but authentic personalities as they review random products or whatever.

I feel like you can get so in love with something that you kinda, as the song suggests, "go numb" and let everything else fizzle away from your focus. But the thing to remember is that all those other things are still there even if they don't light you up. It's all about learning to find the sweet spot between really enjoying the moment and being in flow with the best of things while also attending to the gritty details. It doesn't mean you should "go numb" in the other direction by only focusing on practical things. When I see Sun and Moon in the same three card reading I am reminded of Temperance because you're trying to balance two different energies together that are ultimately meant to work together. Manifestation+work, joy+catharsis, reason+instinct, yeah? It's a lot to seesaw back and forth every day but 7 of swords tells me that you find ingenious ways to pull it off. Don't let the shyness snuff the light out, and don't let the egoic sense of duty override your needs.

If you feel like sometimes you have to sneak away to find time to enjoy what makes you shine from the inside, I'm getting guidance for the collective to simply learn how to share a little bit of what you're doing while balancing it with the part of you that wants to protect your creative ideas and work on them. Again, there's a message here about balance. You don't have to spill everything about your life to the first person who asks, but at the same time there will be people who benefit from your fiery energy. Your interests and talents deserve to take up some space, pile 1. I think this pile just shines in general even if you're not always aware of it, even if it's incredibly subtle. It's in the little things.

⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰

Pile 2. Evanescence - Bring Me to Life

Shield (Fire, Sagittarius); "I attract relationship in harmony with my authentic self"; 5 of Cups, 10 of Pentacles, 9 of Pentacles

This pile could be going through some awakening period right now. I know, I know, it may sound cliché with "wake me up inside" as the lyrics, but it occurred to me that the Shield in your card is like this old energy that has been barricading you from material experiences. Like this is a pile who's really already been in the thick of the brambles and is wanting to come out. The Sagittarius arrow sign is in my mind like a flare set off from deep in the woods as if to say, "hey! I'm over here, come find me!" It's being let off in the sky in the hopes of rekindling some sort of lost connection to something, could be a person or to a certain goal. You currently shine brightest when it comes to relating to others, and seeking out positive relationships.

It could be that you've gone through some disrupting experiences that have encouraged you to wall off to self heal. This may have taken a long period of time to work through. I feel that you're moving into a part of the thicket where more light is pouring in from the outside, that you're near the end of a long isolating tunnel. You're entering a phase of your life where you're ready to have connections that feel more solid and real, rather than fairweather friendships. You're looking for sustainability, for people to have some sense of loyalty with. People with whom you can truly enjoy the abundance of life. The main issue is that grief and isolation can becomes habits that we may need to temper with in order to allow the new. Forgive yourself when you still feel the need to retreat even as you begin to stand out more. Depending on how long it's been, it can be quite an adjustment.

Maybe abundance is coming a little slow here, as the green color here is blocky. But it's rich like emerald, so once it's found, things will transform in your life radically. It's saying that even if you identify as an introvert, there is still "treasure" to be found in building new relationships. It could be totally virtual. But you shine from making the most out of the opportunities that your current or as of yet undiscovered relationships have to offer. You have a lot to offer others as well. I do get a strong teaching role from this pile. Maybe you've thought about going into teaching. I think your students would see you as sensitive and resourceful.

⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰⊱ ──── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ─── ⊰

Pile 3. LMFAO - Sexy and I Know It

Marigold (Water, Scorpio); "I am wise and wonderful"; 6 of Pentacles, 2 of Pentacles, 10 of Cups

Your reading is so clear to me, you shine brightest when you are fully present in the moment and loving what you're doing and who you're being. I don't think this pile likes to waste any time lol. I think you've had some hard experiences that have taught you how to value the time and resources you have, especially when you give this energy way generously. And I get the sense that you're learning how to manage both the philanthropy side of things with the personal fulfillment side. You're learning that one does not necessarily require the sacrifice of another. Compromise, maybe, but not at a net loss. You can give without overextending the hand, you can seek out bliss in life without taking it away from others.

This is not a common trait to shine in, pile 3. It's a mature place to shine, but not always easy to develop. It's required a lot from you right from the beginning. There were probably some things you had to let go to make it all work before. But it doesn't always have to be that way. Your ability to rise above the situation, brush the dust off your coat and move forward is what makes you shine. Although I'll say this: even if it looks like all is going well, you're still allowed to feel whatever grief is stored up inside you. It's part of moving past it in order to make the most out of the present.

Some of these experiences may have had something to do with your sense of confidence, your body image, how your present yourself to others, self-expression, and I'm also getting pretty privilege as a topic. Self worth over buying the right kind of things too… I think you're letting your hair down finally. You're letting some outdated ideas about your image go, you shine when you declare yourself to be beautiful and sexy "just because". Why does there need to be a reason? Some people might tell you that you, in particular, aren't "allowed" to feel good in your own skin and clothes. Some may get threatened by your confidence. But it's because that's where you shine and it's up to them to adjust their vision. Tell em to make an optometrist appointment if they can't handle seeing your presentation.

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[vampireimiko]

can you write about 1610 miles with a girl that's bold and confident? like she flirts with him all the time and he's just so in awe and shy around her and she makes him feel confident ?❤️😭

rooftop lovin

warnings, none at all !! straight up fluff :3

note, this request is coming out a bit late bc it wound up in my inbox RIGHT after i stopped taking requests so here it is now😭

There was a million things Miles Morales was great like drawing, great at academics, and saving the city damn near everyday (but you dont know that 🙈) and more. Despite all of this, the one thing he could never do was talk to you properly.

He'd always get so nervous when you came around. However, you found it cute. You loved teasing and flirting with him whenever you got the chance. It was always so fun watching the way he'd rub the back of his neck nervously and try to stop himself from stuttering.

Regardless, you were surprised when he asked you out. He offered to have a picnic with you on the top of his building. Now fast foward to this very moment, your sitting down on the blanket Miles had sprawled out with various common picnic foods adorning it.

"Wow Miles.." You said taking in just exactly everything he did to decorate for you. It looked so magical. "You did all this for me?"

Miles gives you a nod and shoots you that cute smile of his. "Yeah I did! You- You like it right?"

You smile back at Miles, captivated by his sweet gesture. "I love it, Miles. It's absolutely amazing. You really went all out, didn't you?" You admire the effort he put into creating such a romantic and magical setting for your picnic.

As you both enjoy the picnic together, the sun begins to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the city. The two of you chat and laugh, feeling more comfortable and at ease with each passing moment. As the night sky emerges, adorned with stars, you lean back on your elbows, looking up at the vastness above.

"Miles," you say softly, breaking the comfortable silence, "there's something I've been wanting to tell you too."

"Yeah?" He said looking over at you with a look of curiosity.

"I've liked you for a long time, Miles," you confess, your heart beating faster with each word. "You may not always see it, but I admire you in so many ways. Your talent, your kindness, your bravery... it all fascinates me."

A smile begins to tug on the corner of his lips. "You really mean that?"

"Absolutely," you reply, reaching out to gently hold his hand. "You're a remarkable person, and I can't help but be drawn to you."

Miles can hardly believe his ears, feeling a mix of joy and disbelief that someone as confident and amazing as you could feel this way about him. But your reassuring touch and sincere gaze ease his nerves, allowing him to feel more secure in this moment.

With a newfound sense of courage, he leans in closer, his heart pounding loudly in his chest. "I feel the same way," he admits in a soft voice. "You've always been so incredible, and I couldn't help but fall for you."

Time seems to slow as you draw closer to each other, your faces just inches apart. Without any hesitation, you share a tender and sweet kiss, the magic of the moment enveloping you both. It feels like the beginning of something beautiful, as if the city itself celebrates the union of two souls.

𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞; 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐟 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞

𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧

#spirits works 🤍 #x black reader #black!reader #black reader #atsv x reader #atsv x black reader #miles morales x fem!reader #miles 1610! x reader #miles morales x reader #1610 miles x reader #miles morales 1610

[neverchecking]

Materializes into your inbox

Calamity hcs, you say? 👀

On the topic of him being a virgin, yes, absolutely 1 million percent. He's a blushing virgin that's prone to premature ejaculation.

He's just way too anxious and inexperienced and pent up, he can't help but come all over your hands practically the second you touch him. God forbid you go straight to fucking, because you're getting creamed immediately. Especially if you're his guide, because that's just all kinds of sexual tension you're relieving.

He'd need to take a break, but he's absolutely between your legs with his mouth and hands the whole time. He may not be able to last long himself, but he's still going to make you cum as many times as you want. He wants, no, needs to show you that he can please you just as well as any of the other Links, even if he needs a bit of...practice.

I think he'd also have an especially short refractory period. He may have just cum, but a few minutes fingering you and licking his cum off you, and he's already hard and leaking again.

He's probably also the type to get hard if you just...touch him gently. Like caressing his cheeks, stroking his hair, maybe telling him how sweet and obedient he is compared to his twins, and he's got a raging boner. He can't help it.

Or if you give him a chaste kiss, maybe just a little bit of tongue. You might as well have given him a strip tease because he's stiff in his pants, ready to fuck or be fucked. It wouldn't take much to make him cum, either. Just sit on his lap and grind on him for a minute or two, and he's creaming his pants with a pathetic whimper.

FAIRY COMING IN CLUTCH-

He for sure ejaculates prematurely the first time your hand even grazes his crotch.

He's under a lot of stress, constantly, and has had no time for rendezvous' of any kind. He doesn't even touch himself. His schedule consists of wake up, suit up, breakfast, then he's following the princess, maybe lunch, following the Princess, training, dinner, following the princes, standing guard to her room until he's relieved of duty and then off to bed. No time for anything in between.

When he meets you, and you're showing clear signs you're into him? He's panicking just a bit. He has no idea what to do, what sex even entails, nevertheless how to please you in a way he knows you'll please him. If you take the lead, he's both incredibly thankful, but also so stressed. He just wants the earth below him to swallow him hole when he paints your hand a pretty white the second your fingers wrap around him. If you go straight to fucking? It's just the tip and you're getting your own personal pie. And he's ready to cry because holy fuck he just ruined everything but your still looking at him with that same sweet look on your face and-

Controversial, but any and all of the triplets are kings at cunnilingus. Including Cal. It's just a natural talent. And it's exactly how he makes it up to you. Fingering takes some fine-tuning and gentle instruction, but his tongue. LORDY LORDY- Mans has some talent. And if his technique needs some work, he loves practicing with you.

His refractory period is insanely short. Like, he just came? He's hard all over again even if overstimulation make shim wanna cry. Even if he is crying while you ride him, he's begging you to not stop because it just feels so good. And he leaks. Pre-cum everywhere. He can't help it! He just get so excited. And while it gets better the more experience he gets, it's never quite gone.

You don't even have to touch Cal. You know the tiktok trend like "Stop looking at me with those eyes." "What eyes?". That's Cal and his lover. They just have to look at him with that look. But he'll never turn away soft hair strokes or touches on his cheeks. And if you praise him? Telling him how much calmer her is? How much better he listens when compared to them? He's leaking a spot into the front of his pants, whimpering and keening like a horny dog.

He can't even control himself. Frenching this man, even just the bit, has him either grinding against you, holding you as close as possible, or he's practically humping the air begging for friction.

Cal being an inexperienced virgin, cumming in his pants and crying in overstimulation >>>> Literally anything.

#cinder rambles #THIS WAS WHAT I WANTED #THANK YOU #MUAH #KISSING YOU #PLATONICLY #linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe #yandere linked universe x reader #lu calamity x reader

[ewanmitchellcrumbs]

Let's spread some positivity! Tag some of your fellow content creators here and let them know why they are absolutely amazing!❤️

This is a really sweet idea. I'm going to put my list below a cut, because it will be long.

@em-writes-stuff-sometimes - honestly, Em's fan fiction is better than actual published books I've read. You should be doing this professionally, bub, not publishing it for free for us morons on Tumblr. I'm forever amazed that someone with your brain wants to pal around with an idiot like me.

@valeskafics - your tenacity and the sheer volume with which you are able to write will never cease to amaze me. You're a powerhouse, Babybel. You don't have a masterlist, you have a fucking library, it's incredible.

@barbiedragon - your modern Daemon has me in a chokehold. You're also one of the few writers flying the flag for Vizzy 3 and I gobble up everything you write for him like I'm a shark and you've put chum in the water. Can't wait for Kinktober to see what you create!

The rest of this list is just ordered by date of when I followed the person, and expresses no particular favourtism:

@flowerpotmage - not quite so active in fandom anymore, but they're one of the few writers giving gender neutral readers some much needed representation, and their Aemond and Daemon fics are amazing.

@paintb0x - an amazing artist - some of the best I have seen for Ewan and his characters.

@sapphire-writes - I love Jo's modern AUs and her ability to put my heart through the wringer!

@timetravelingpenguin1066 - Eli is one of the sweetest people I've ever met. An incredible gif maker and a great fic writer.

@aemondx - Sili's gifs are wonderful and the kindness she dedicates to this fandom by making icons and headers for people is admirable.

@alicentive - Killy's gifs are insane and I love that she writes for the characters that don't get as much attention from fandom.

@marthawrites - Midnight Passages, you will always be famous.

@exitpursuedbyavulcan - Studious, my beloved. UPDATE WHEN? (sorry)

@targaryenrealnessdarling - I would die for Liz. She's not just an insanely talented writer, but an all round amazing person too, she makes this fandom a much nicer place to be.

@st-eve-barnes - Eve is out here giving the Aegon girlies the content they desperately need. I love her Aemond fics too!

@bottlesandbarricades - one of the funniest fuckers I've ever had the pleasure of speaking too. Only has one fic, but it's a banger, and her edits are unmatched. I will never get over space buns Aemond.

@toms-cherry-trees - more content for Peaky Blinders than HotD, but the Aemond fic is gold.

@just-some-random-blogger - a Daemon girlie, we love to see it! If entertaining reblogs were an Olympic sport then Hani is taking home the gold. Her fics are bonkers, and I love them.

@humanpurposes - Gee's writing is top notch, some of the best Aemond fics I've ever read.

@assortedseaglass - Hilde is one of my favourite writers. Ever. She could write instructions on how to put together IKEA furniture and I'd eat it up, she's that good.

@oneeyedvisenya - another of my favourite Aemond writers. Education is one of my top five fics of all time. So well written.

@lya-dustin - the speed with which Juli produces chapters is mindblowing. All Is Bliss is a great series.

I can only tag 20 accounts at a time, so I shall continue this in a reblog. I wasn't lying in previous ask, when I said my appreciation post would be phonebook sized.

#asked and answered

[overshelter]

REVIEW: Heaven Official's Blessing

WARNING: Contains numerous SPOILERS, so CAUTION!

<< REFERS TO THE UNREVISED VERSION >> This is the author's third work and also her longest. TGCF, unlike SV which seems to focus more on the emotional and MDZS which focuses more on themes such as forgiveness and overcoming, seems to pay more attention to the feelings and relationships between the characters. The fact that the MC, Xie Lian, has lived for just over 800 years is definitely not something that can be easily overcome. Having lived, felt and related to numerous types of people over such a long period of time, it's completely natural that he would end up making extremely difficult decisions or be driven to almost irreparable psychological damage. In fact, I still find it incredible and truly admirable how he managed to overcome and move on even in the midst of many things. Even if there were moments in the current timeline when you can see that some of those wounds were merely treated, but never truly and completely healed. Most of his relationships in the beginning are completely in ruins, and don't seem to have any chance of recovery. But even with all that, he has still managed, not to mend, but to patch up many wounds that have emerged over the years. The other characters were also written and developed in a very human way, which was an unparalleled point of attraction in my opinion. What really stuck with me was that no one in this story can be described as entirely good or evil. Everyone walks a fine line between these two sides, fighting and doing the best they can for themselves, their loved ones and for a hope of happiness. All their decisions, actions and emotions are extremely relatable if you simply put yourself in their shoes without having any kind of prejudice in mind. They show that we can all reach a point of no return if we are pushed to the limit. Moving on, another crucial point in this story is undoubtedly the romance. It was developed in a very sweet way. So sweet that you end up melting with every interaction. HuaLian really is that fairytale couple, who have an enviable and perfect love, with a true sense of eternity. It's completely impossible to look at them and not feel like you're floating or have that warm feeling in your chest. To tell you the truth, I think they're the couple with the cutest vibe out of the three by this author. I'd say they're like that teenage romance or the taste of first love. That love that burns, that warms you, that won't let you forget it. A gentle love that makes you feel complete and totally welcomed. With this person, you feel like the whole world could turn its back on you and everything would still be fine. Because that person, that person alone is enough. That person you know and feel will never, ever abandon you and will always be there for you, supporting you no matter what. That's how HuaLian makes you feel. That's how they are. A simple, sweet and engaging definition of the word love. TGCF is also a very good story in terms of holding your attention. There are lots of things happening all the time, well-developed schemes, backstories to be discovered, new characters and a whole range of extremely attractive contexts that you can't take your eyes off. Everything was very well written and crafted, with nothing that seemed tedious or unnecessary throughout. MXTX, for me, is an author with a real talent for writing. Everything is very captivating and can hit you hard if you choose to give it a chance. Well, I'll stop here, as I feel I have nothing more to say. I hope you give this baby a try!

#heaven official's blessing #tian guan ci fu #tgcf #mxtx novels #mxtx tgcf #mxtx #mo xiang tong xiu #hua cheng #xie lian #hualian #san lang #danmei #yaoi #gay #novel recommendation #novel review #novel #book recommendations #book review #yaoi bl

[farfallasims]

Giiiiiiiiiirl, you RULE!! Thank you for such an inspiring blog. The world of Farfalla has left me completely enchanted. I visit your Tumblr (and Twitter) several times a day and I love EVERYTHING you have ever created: every sim, every building, every CC find, every lookbook. You also seem like such an incredibly talented, warm and generous gal, a true QUEEN with such a huge heart. I'm babbling, forgive me. I just want you to know how much joy you truly bring to our community. So much joy and beauty.

I've always struggled with making asian eyes look good, especially on male sims, and I was wondering If you would mind sharing what settings you used for Kenji Kaneko by @rhdweauni0? Or, do you perhaps got any tips on presets or eyelids for asian male sims?

Law yaa Madi!! ♡

Oh SHUSH! You're so sweet, thank you for taking the time to be so kind to me and show so much love for my content. I'll always be so appreciative of such kind and supportive people like you. Thank you, huge thank you! Much love to you!

I personally used all the genetics from NSW's CC that really helped me make my Asian sims look more authentic and better overall, so you can find them here x

#wcif #love to you x

[peachy-pink-princess]

Over protective en-

Word count: 933

Please give credit to the creator if you reblog xoxo

Heeseung: Heeseung worries about you a lot. Like a lot, a lot. However he also knows that you're a plenty capable person and can take care of yourself. He doesn't want to seem pushy but low key adores the moments where he gets to be your superhero. For example when you went out for a lovely dinner and a middle aged man decided to crash your date. The following minutes would included the older man complimenting you, specifically your body. Yeah- Heeseung ain't putting up with that. Needless to say date night got cut short and ended with you nuzzled into your boyfriend's chest at home, where the only man you need to think about is him.

Jay: Repeat after me, husband material. He's shamelessly overprotective. Like his s/o is beautiful, smart, talented, everything he could want and more. Regardless of the situation you're always in his mind. He texts you constantly through out the day to ask about your day. So when he received a text from you that you were outside the hybe building waiting for him, imagine his surprise to see another man's arms around you. He may not be the most passive aggressive out of the members but he's in the top 3. Expect to hear his sweet voice saying some...less sweet words. It's all worth it though, cuz guess who's arms are around you now? His<3

Jake: I don't think Jake is an over protective boyfriend. He gives and has full trust with his s/o... That being said his trust doesn't extend to anyone else. He thinks everyone wants you fr✋ He'll be like

" you see that person over there, they're looking at you. "

" No they aren't-"

" I mean you're perfect so I understand why they're staring "

" they literally aren't staring ".

That is the average conversation with Sim Jaeyun. One time out of the many you've had that conversation he was right.

" They're looking at you. "

" I'm sure you're wrong Jake. "

He gave up pretty quickly on that conversation and went to the bathroom. When he came back the guy Jake had noticed was no longer in the corner from before but rather trapping you against the wall. Jake to your rescue, his method of saving is extremely painful. He chooses to ramble to death. Tell him to shut up plz ( jk I love him ). He'll make it so awkward that the guy has to go away. Definitely has the most shit-eating grin you will ever see. Call himself your knight in shining armor. Just go with it, we love him.

Sunghoon: Acts like he doesn't care. ( He does ). He cares a lot. Sunghoon will definitely deny this side of himself but everyone, even the members, knows he's over protective. Sunghoon took you on an ice skating date, something he sees as incredibly entertaining ( especially when you need his help ). When he went to retie his laces you were left all alone on the Ice, at least you thought.

" Are you all alone? "

When the young man approached you, you didn't think much of it. However, when he grabbed your hands trying to lead you on the ice , pulling you forward you suddenly feel hands on your hips. Keeping you from moving any farther. " She's with me " is all Sunghoon says before dragging you far far away

Sunoo: Sunoo is a difficult one when it comes to being overprotective. There's only one thing he gets jealous of...your pets or animals. (( He thinks they're the only things that are as cute as him )).

" You know why I'm better? Because unlike that cat I don't scratch you- I know it's cute but...so am I "

You'll probably have to give your pet and your boyfriend affection at the same time- it's just the sunoo way

Jungwon: we all know he's so silently judgmental. This definitely applies to your boy best friend. He doesn't get the concept. Like shouldn't he be your boy best friend?! Jungwon went to pick you up after class to see you talking with the other male. Jungwon felt curious, deciding to approach and listen from a far.

" Come on jungwon is always away you need a real man you need me "

Your friend put his hands on your shoulders his touch slightly aggressive. Your heart was pounding out of your chest and you desperately wanted your boyfriend. Lucky for you, he came.

" I knew I shouldn't have trusted you. You think you're so much better for them than me? If you were than you wouldn't be making MY darling so uncomfortable right now. Come on y/n were going, right now. "

Niki: Nothing worries him more than the idea of you leaving, especially for a vacation. After all he left his entire country to pursue the idea of being an idol and although there is a lot of important people in his life that he started in Korea you are definitely the most important. He doesn't know why but a certain part of his brain always switches on when he hears that you'll be leaving for a while, he's afraid he won't come back and he'll lose one more person that means so much to him. The day that you leave for vacation you'll receive hundreds of texts all of them being sweet just asking you about your trip and telling you to keep him updated so he knows his love is safe.

I haven't posted in a while but I really hope that this is enjoyable for all my readers and please give me some requests, I want to get them done before the holidays as a treat to my readers

#enha niki #enha sunoo #enhypen reactions #fluff enhypen #heeseung #jake enha #jake enhypen #jay enhypen #jungwon #fanfic #enhypen kpop #kpop imagines #jake x reader #sunghoon enhypen #sunghoon fanfic #sunghoon fluff #niki imagines #sunoo enha #jay fanfic #jay park #park jay #enhypen scenarios #enha fluff #kpop headcanons #enhypen headcanons #jungwon fluff #heeseung enhypen #heeseung enha #heeseung fanfic #jake sim

[jokersfangirl84]

Words Get in the Way

A Frankie Morales x F! Reader Fic

Chapter Three

Pairing: Francisco "Catfish" Morales x F! Reader

Summary: Four weeks have passed since Frankie came back to your place and made love to you for the first time after you both confessed your true love for one another, becoming more than friends. Afterwards he was called out for a mission to Colombia which was supposed to have only lasted a few days. You haven't heard from him in hours on the day he's scheduled to come home and you begin to think he's not returning. He introduces you to some interesting bedroom escapades you have never before experienced, and unveils some of his own personal kinks he'd been hiding for years. He has also brought you a rather unorthodox gift...with an unusual proposition...

Word Count: 5800+

Warnings/Ratings: M-Explicit! SMUT! SMUT! SMUT! DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18! Nothing But smut!! Hooooooooo boy. I went out of control on this one. There are full descriptions of PIV Sex, unprotected sex (although I do strongly suggest wrapping it up), multiple orgasms, vaginal/anal fingering, oral sex (f! receiving), shower sex, sex against the wall, doggy style sex, hair pulling, spanking, rough sex (nothing too intense), kissing, touching, masturbation, dom/sub dynamic, dirty talk, vulgarity, profanity, TONS of F-bombs with which I may have gone overboard, several mentions of cock, pussy, ass. Mentions of possible past trauma. There are sprinkles of sweetness, worry, love, doing anything for the person with whom you're in love. Characters call each other "Baby" and "My Love" many times throughout.

Author's Notes: OH MY GOD. YALL. I have done a VERY bad thing. I should be ashamed. This is the dirtiest, sleaziest, horniest, smuttiest, filthiest thing I have ever written in my entire life. This makes Chapter 2 look very tame. Frankie is a very naughty, filthy boy in this. He hasn't seen his girl in weeks so he is feeling rather.....*ahem*....anxious. I can't believe I wrote this. I basically didn't hold back & let it all out & poured my heart and soul into it. This took me three months to finish because I kept doubting it would be any good. I kept getting in my feels; not only from the content itself but from being unable to convince myself I was any good at writing. I didn't think I ever would get it completed & almost gave up but I knew that wasn't an option. I really enjoyed writing this once I got in the groove & stopped overthinking everything. I want to thank all my wonderful friends for their encouragement & to all the incredibly talented writers out there whose material I turned to for inspiration and motivation. Y'all are amazing! I hope you enjoy this and hope it makes you feel the things you want to feel. Happy reading! Thank you for all your support!

Side Note: there's an unexpected twist! Not gonna say where but it's in there!

Below are the links for Chapters 1 & 2! Enjoy!

Stay tuned for Chapter 4!

Thank you for taking the time out of your day to read this! I appreciate you so much!

Feedback is welcome!

Reblogs & likes are loved and appreciated!

Thank you to my besties @popcornforone @salgal78 @princessjenn420 and @fatimaisabelpascal for all your love, advice and encouragement to keep me writing and going forward with my ideas! I wouldn't have finished this chapter without you guys' precious support! I love you so much! @harriedandharassed @sherala007 you asked to be tagged in chapter 3 so here you go! Please enjoy!

(Reader's POV)

You stood in the shower letting the steaming water flow carelessly over you, resisting the impulse to have an emotional breakdown. There'd been no contact from Frankie since he last texted you saying his plane landed, his luggage was located, and he was on his way. That was four hours ago. You called him repeatedly; straight to voicemail each time. No replies to your frequent "where are you?" "are you okay?" texts to him. You even contacted Pope, Redfly, Ironhead, and Benny asking about his whereabouts. No one had heard from him since deboarding the plane and going their separate ways. Panic began settling in. Sinister thoughts crowded your mind:

He isn't returning to you. He has changed his mind. He has taken Erica back or found someone else. He made love to you, gave you what you wanted, and now he has nothing to do with you. 

You shook your head, silently telling yourself not to think that way. Frankie would never treat you in such a manner. He is not that person. He has always been there for you. He meant every word he said when he told you he loves you. 

You still wondered where the hell he was, and why he wasn't replying to you. Maybe he stopped to get a bite to eat and left his phone in the car. Maybe he decided to go to his place first for a nap and forgot to set an alarm. Convincing yourself these were plausible reasons for his absence helped you push the negative thoughts aside. You continued scrubbing the sweat and grime off your body accumulated from cooking dinner and cleaning your apartment all day, preparing for Frankie's arrival. You haven't seen him in four weeks and you needed to get a shower in before he showed up. 

(Frankie's POV)

Frankie arrived at your apartment fifteen minutes after your shower started. He let himself in, setting his black duffel bag on the sofa. Your apartment smelled like fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies, his favorite. A full two dozen waited for him on the stove. Sitting on the counter was a crockpot full of boiling homemade stew. The rumbling hunger in his stomach intensified. He hadn't eaten much all day, only the unsatisfactory meals on the plane. He couldn't wait to get to your place knowing you'd have something fantastic prepared for him. 

"I'm here, Baby. Where's my girl?"  You were nowhere to be found. Not in the living room, not in the kitchen. He could hear music coming from the bathroom down the hall, hear the faint roar of the shower running, see steam clouds seeping through the barely cracked-open door, smell your floral body wash. He pushed it open wider, peeking inside.

"Baby, it's me."  No reply. You were too busy singing along to your favorite tune to hear him. He stiffened against his jeans when he heard your angelic voice; saw your nude silhouette behind the glass door. The idea of surprising you and making you scream the way he did on the sofa a few weeks ago popped into his mind. His brain constantly replayed the events of that night. He loved the sounds he was able to coax out of you as he fucked you for the first time after years of longing. Loved how his name rolled off your tongue, how your nails felt digging into his skin, how your worlds collided when you confessed your true feelings for each other. He could still feel you clenching around him as he made you cum. God, he wanted-no, needed more of this. He needed you.

Knowing how much you disliked having your personal space invaded made him change his mind about joining you. He closed the door and made his way back to the living room, making a pit stop in the kitchen to grab a few cookies, consuming them in seconds. He made himself comfortable in the recliner, closed his eyes, pulled his cap down, hands resting on his belly, fingers interlocked. His body felt limp with exhaustion, in great need of rest. He was beyond relieved to be back in the States. This extra-long trip to Colombia had  been a nightmare. The mission was only scheduled to have lasted three days. Plans went astray in every possible way: flights were delayed, vehicles broke down, the group received inadequate pay (even after being promised a much larger sum; the main reason the job was taken), desperate measures were executed by the guys during an ambush.

Your soothing singing, the only noise filling the entire dwelling, urged him to fall asleep. Images of what you looked like in the shower appeared behind his eyelids; the soapy water trailing down your body, over your breasts and erect nipples, down your stomach, between your thighs as you glided your favorite loofah over your skin. Your soft, delicate hands massaging their way through your hair. You pleasuring yourself with the hand-held shower nozzle while thinking of him....his name on your lips...begging to be fucked....

He began sleepily palming himself through his pants. He wondered how much time you had left in the shower. You were notorious for making them last longer than necessary. He opened his belt and zipper and wrapped a hand around his already-hard cock, flicking his index finger over his leaking tip, giving himself a couple of languid strokes, almost in a deep sleep. The more he pictured you being wet, naked, and vulnerable, the faster his strokes became. He was on the verge of climaxing when his eyes shot open, coming to a realization. 

Wait a minute. Why the fuck am I doing this? There is someone who can take care of your needs...and she's only a few feet away…

He climbed out of the recliner and made his way to the bathroom. Fuck it. He was going to join you whether you liked it or not.

(Reader's POV)

You were rinsing the shampoo out of your hair when you thought you felt an unusual cool breeze behind you. You shrugged it off, knowing the shower door had a tendency to slide open a little on its own. The feel of large, familiar masculine hands on your shoulders startled you; soft fingertips pushing your hair aside allowing luscious lips to kiss the back of your neck. You turned around and saw Frankie standing in the shower with you, his lips slightly parted, a few water droplets mapping his bare chest. His cock big and swollen, in need of attention. 

"Hi, Baby." He grinned. "Stop ogling me. I need to kiss you now."

You didn't realize your head was cocked to one side, and you were smiling. "I'm not ogling you, My Love. I'd call it...admiring the craftsmanship."  

He snorted, running both hands through his misty hair. "Craftsmanship, huh? Since you put it that way, I'll let you look a little longer."

You took a moment to admire him, your eyes slowly following his physique from head to toe. Damn, what a sight he is. His lean, virile 5'11" frame was held up by strong legs, long torso, wide shoulders, and most glorious neck. His hair is just past regulation length, unruly strands tickling his eyes. The subtle thickness of his waistline and uneven beard - perfect imperfections - making your heart swell with even more love for him. He's the most beautiful man  you've ever seen. The kind of man you want to touch constantly but are afraid to do so; he's such an immaculate, delicate work of art. 

You noticed he had a fresh, deep six-inch long scar on his left pectoral near his collarbone.  You stepped closer to him, placing your fingertips next to the scar.

 "Frankie!  What is this?!" You tried to conceal the worry in your voice. "Did this happen on the mission? What happened?" 

A plethora of scars decorated his chest, abdomen, arms, even on his hands. Cuts, scratches, and bruises of various shapes and sizes. This particular wound, however, looked recently inflicted, like it came from a blade.

"Don't worry about it" was his sharp response. He put his hands up in front of him. "Trust me, it's nothing major. A little mishap is all it is."

"Is every scar you have a mishap? Are they from.....her? What are you not telling me?"

You knew mentioning Erica would strike a nerve in him. You weren't intending to be crude; only genuinely concerned about what he'd been through, who or what had hurt him. He had mentioned nothing to you about being injured. There was evident pain behind his eyes.

He tensed up. Jaw clenched. Hands on hips. He licked his lips and swallowed hard. 

"Baby, please. Don't. Now is not the time."

You put your hands on his face pushing his long bangs away from his eyes. His cheeks were red hot; it wasn't from the water temperature. "It's not my objective to trigger you, My Love. I'm just cur-"

"-I said drop it." His voice had become low and minatory. "I never discuss my scars with anyone, including you."

His words stung a little. You hung your head, your eyes now giving the floor attention. This is the man you love, your best friend. You want to know everything about him. Want him to feel comfortable pouring his heart out to you and tell you all his deepest, darkest secrets without judgment. As long as you've known him you knew he was never one to discuss feelings. You hoped being in an actual relationship with him would make him feel like an open book. 

Frankie put a finger under your chin, lifting your gaze back to him. "I'm sorry, Baby. I didn't mean to snap at you."  His voice returned its softness. "Believe me, I want to tell you about my scars as much as you want to know about them. I will. I promise. The time will come." 

You nodded and smiled. "Yes, My Love. Understood."

"Please can I kiss you now?" His eyes bolted from your eyes to your lips. "Those lips are looking awfully lonely."

You laughed. "You don't have to ask." 

Frankie gently pushed you up against the shower wall, enveloping your mouth in a passionate, desirous kiss. His hands were on your breasts, thumbs flicking across your nipples, fingers massaging the soft flesh. You both were now directly under the shower head, the warm water cascading down your faces, mixing with your lips and tongues. Ripples flooded your body when you felt his hard tip pressed against you, making you yearn for him even more.

"I missed you", he said between kisses. "I know I should've been here earlier. Fuckin' truck wouldn't start after I finally located it in the parking lot. Took me an hour to find someone to give me a boost." 

You ran your hands through his hair.  "I missed you too, My Love. I tried calling you several times. Every time you didn't answer I kept thinking something terrible happened to you."

His face was now in your neck. "I'm sorry, Baby. Besides my truck issues, I lost my damn charger at the airport. Couldn't find a replacement. Then the fuckin' phone died as soon as I hit the interstate." The irritation in his voice was apparent. 

"My goodness, Love. Sounds like you've had a hell of a day. Let me give you what you need." You lifted one of your legs, wrapping it around his waist, moving your body closer to his trying to maneuver him inside of you.  He pushed your leg down, laughing. "Needy little thing aren't you! But not yet, Baby. There's something else I'd like to do to you first." 

You looked up at him, pouting and whimpering. He smirked, waving his index finger in front of your face and shaking his head. "No, none of that. We need to establish some rules. You must be a good girl, or you'll get nothing."

You raised an eyebrow. A faint, imperceptible smile overtook your lips. "Ooooh, rules, Frankie? To make sure I'm a good girl for you? I thought you liked my neediness."

His smirk grew wider. "Of course I do, Baby. But patience is a must. Good, obedient girls get rewarded. Bad girls get punished."

You shot him a deer-in-the-headlights look. "Punished? How? Frankie, what the hell are you talking about?"

He winked at you. "No time for explanations now. You'll find out later."

Before you could ask any more questions he dropped to his knees, pressing his hands on the inside of your thighs, pushing them further apart. His face was now inches from your pussy. You gasped when you realized what he had in mind. 

"No! Not that!"  You tried to push his head away. He looked up at you, brow furrowed. "No? Why not? If memory serves me correctly, didn't  you say last time I was here you wanted us to do everything?"  His expression relaxed, eyes full of concern. "Or...wait- is this not something you like?"

You  turned away from his gaze, blushing. "I...actually- no one has ever performed it on me."  

You felt ashamed for admitting to someone who sets your soul alight as much as Frankie does that you'd never had a man taste you.

He grinned, the darkness of his eyes deepening. "Is that so?  Hmmm...." He rubbed his chin, one hand still on the inside of your thigh.  "You know what I think?  I think that's because you've never had a real man, Baby. All the guys you've dated are pussies. Pussies who don't eat pussy." 

You giggled. He's such a smartass. But he wasn't wrong. None of your past relationships ever cared about pleasing you. It was always about what they wanted: pounding into you uncomfortably, flopping on top of you like a fish, climaxing within minutes and leaving you unsatisfied, unfulfilled. Frankie Morales was the complete opposite. He made you feel like your needs, your satisfaction, was more important than his own; as if his main goal was to take care of you. He was patient. He made you feel wanted.

"I've been thinkin' about this sweet pussy all day. Gotta taste it. Please, Baby, can I?" Rivers of shower water snaked their way down his face flattening his thick locks. His eyes still connected with yours. 

Those damn puppy dog eyes.

He was quite aware of your inability to resist them; they made you absolutely weak. You nodded anxiously, realizing how foolish it was to deny him anything. Especially anything sexual. "Yes", you breathed. "Yes, My Love, please!"

Frankie spread your  folds with two fingers, licking his lips. God, you were glistening. "Fuckin' look at that, would you. So prompt and prepared. So wet for me. Exactly how I like my girl to be."  He circled his tongue around your clit -just once- before licking the inside of your folds, furiously lapping up your trickling arousal. Two fingers from his other hand pushed inside of you, curling, bending. You threw your hands into his hair letting out a long, plaintive whine.

"Fuckin' delicious," he breathed, not looking up. He took his fingers out, put them in his mouth, and inserted them back inside you. He moved them in and out while endlessly flicking his tongue across your clit, making you whine louder.  He took his fingers out once more, but instead of putting them in his mouth, he put them in yours. 

"Taste it," he demanded, moving them around the circumference of your mouth, now looking up at you. "Taste how sweet you are."

You followed orders, both hands gripping his forearm and wrist, wrapping your lips around his fingers. You swirled your tongue around the digits, bobbing your head up and down as if you were fellating him, all the while the two of you keeping eye contact. 

"Fuck that's sexy." He took his fingers out of your mouth, put them in his own, savoring the taste briefly, and put them back in yours, instructing you to keep sucking. He turned his attention back to your pussy. You moaned and closed your eyes, feeling his tongue inside you moving up and down quickly. You sucked on his fingers harder; your hands gripping his wrist and forearm so tightly your knuckles were turning white. The feel of his tongue deep inside your hole, while he rubbed your clit with his other hand, made you nearly lose consciousness from the pleasure. So many things were happening to you at once; all your senses and emotions at play. You couldn't tell if the sounds you were hearing were yours or his. No coherent thought could be produced.

"Come on, Baby, show me," he said, swiping his tongue through your folds. "Show me - swipe - what - swipe - this pussy - swipe -  can do."

The movements of his fingers against your clit quickened; his glorious tongue exploring every nook and cranny, no inch left untasted. The fingers previously your mouth now driving into your pussy at such speed your legs shook. He took his index finger and thumb and pinched your overstimulated clit, wrapping and sucking his lips around the sensitive bud.

"Frankie! What are you doing to me! Oh my God!"  

Your body jolted as you felt a massive outpouring of your juices, reaching the pinnacle of desire. A loud wail trailed out of your throat; the pleasure hitting you like a freight train. You held your hands up near your face, shaking, trembling, looking down at the frenzy between your legs.

"Good girl! Best pussy I've ever tasted."  He stood up, wiping your mess off his face - it was everywhere - with the back of his hand and licking it off. "That was fuckin' incredible. Gonna fuck you now. You earned it. Ready?" 

You nodded, breathless, fighting for air after what you'd just experienced. "Pl-please. I'm always ready for you, My Love."

Your scenery changed in a flash. Frankie flipped you around to where you were now facing the shower wall; your stomach and chest pressed against the cold, wet tile. He stood behind you, his hands on your hips, his cock nudging your entrance.  

"Put your palms against the wall, Baby. Stick your ass out. Spread those legs for me."

You followed instructions. He kept one hand on your hip, the other gripping your shoulder as he thrust into your drenched pussy with a low, rough grunt. He began pounding into you without giving you a chance to adjust to his length, knocking even more air out of your lungs. 

"Fuck  yes, Baby. This is how I always wanted to fuck you. All those nights I stayed over and fucked my fist to the thought of you. This is what I imagined us doing."  

All you could do was close your eyes and moan at what you were hearing. You knew he jerked off many times when he spent the night at your apartment. He is a man, after all. But never in a million years did you think it was you getting him off.

"Frankie...oh fuck..." His thrusts were endless. You reached behind you to touch him, eager to feel hot, wet skin and muscle beneath your fingers. He grabbed your hand and pressed it back in its place against the wall.

"No, no, Baby. Keep your hands where I can see them."

Your eyes shot open as one of his great hands came in contact with your ass with a loud, wet slap, causing your body to lurch forward.

That's gonna leave a mark. 

"Oh, shit!" You glanced back at him over your shoulder, keeping your hands in place.  

"Umm....Frankie? What...was...that?"

"You know what it was." He slapped your ass again, this time on the other cheek. You squeezed your eyes shut and bit your lip as the pain bloomed across your body. You didn't want to admit it but the stinging sensation felt spectacular; so much better than the playful slaps he gave you when you were just friends.

"Fuck yes! More, Frankie, more! Please!" 

"Ah, so you do like having your beautiful ass spanked. Filthy girl." He obliged, slapping your ass harder than before; his thrusts never ceasing. He still gripped your shoulder, fingers digging into your flesh. "Come on. Move, Baby, move," he demanded. "Don't make me do all the work." 

You weren't exactly clear on what he meant at first, or what was bringing on this behavior. But you'd be damned if you denied you liked it. Your countless fantasies about him almost always involved him dominating you, spanking you, tying you up, making you beg for him, calling you dirty names, doing nasty, obscene, disgusting things to you, putting you in positions that would make even a contortionist shudder. In reality, your sweet Frankie would never be into such things. He would be downright embarrassed at what you wanted him to do to you. 

Apparently, you were wrong. 

You looked back at him, confused.

"I...I...don't...uh...what?" 

Both hands moved to your sides and pulled you closer to him, making back and forth motions. 

"Like this, Baby. Come on, don't be shy."  His saccharine voice set your mind at ease. "Let me and help me take good care of you."  

Realizing what he was asking you to do you rocked your body back into him, taking him fully all the way to the base; coarse, wet hairs tickling your ass.  Frankie trailed his fingers up and down your spine; those large hands so soft it felt like he wasn't even touching you at all. 

"Yeah, Baby. Just like that. Show me how I'm making you feel."

Your impassioned mewls and sighs increased as you moved back and forth faster, your ass crashing into his hips making him groan and pant. Even through the bellow of the falling water you could hear the inappropriate sounds of your wet bodies smacking against one another. You threw your head back, not caring that the tepid stream was hitting you directly in the face. 

"Frankie...I've never done it this way...you feel...so...fucking...good."

His cock gliding against your walls, along with the fact he was doing things to you that you'd only dreamed about, had you gasping for the breath he had taken away from you.

 "So do you, Baby. So goddamn tight. Jesus fuckin' Christ." 

He coiled his hands through your hair giving it a gentle tug, looking down at the junction of your bodies. "God I missed this pussy. I never want to go this long without it again." 

"Me too, My Love."  You uttered a pleased hum. "God I love the way your cock feels inside of me. My pussy felt so empty without it."

He chuckled. "Tell me something, Baby. Do you always want to be fucked like this?"

Nodding was the only response you could give; words stolen by sobs and wails as he moved his hips against your ass faster. 

"Did you mean it when you said you'd do anything for me?"

Nod. 

"Were you being truthful in saying you'd always dreamed of belonging to me?"

Nod.

He slapped your ass once more, a hand still in your hair, making you shriek as he tugged harder.

"Words, Baby!" Slap. "Vocalize!" Slap. "I need to hear you say it!" Slap.

You were definitely going to have handprints on your ass later.

"Yes!"  You wheezed. "My Love, Yes! I want to belong to you! Fucking own me!" 

The way you moaned those last two words made him laugh. "You want me to own you, you say?"

"Yes!" you answered without hesitation. "In every sense of the word!"

His lips curled into a pleased smile. "Good girl. That's the answer I was expecting."  He let go of your hair and spun you around to where you were now facing him.

"Hold on to me, Baby. It's okay, I got you." He placed his hands under your thighs and picked you up effortlessly, pinning you against the shower wall with his body. You wrapped your legs around his waist, your ankles crossed, one arm flung around his neck, the other clutching his shoulder. Within seconds he was back inside you fucking you like his life depended on it, his vigorous thrusting forcing your body up and down, lifting, falling. His face deposited in your neck, licking, kissing, sucking every inch of skin between your neck and shoulder. You tilted your head back, eyes closed, mouth open, desperate cries filling your tiny bathroom. You're so full of him, his cock so deep inside you touching every nerve, every tendril, every fiber, every corner. The head of him pressing the switch within you that made you lose all modesty, all control. 

"Oh, God, yes! Harder, My Love! Harder!"  You were basically shouting the words. "Fuck me like you own me!"

He growled and hissed in your ear as the brutality of his thrusts intensified. His fingers and hands squeezing your skin so tightly you were certain you'd be left with marks, bruises, fingerprints. The pain, the pleasure; it was all equally too much and not enough. It was fucking magnificent; leaving your mind in shambles. 

"Yes, Baby, yes!" he panted. I fuckin' love hearing you talk this way. So fuckin' dirty."

He was now looking at you, eyes hazy with pleasure, mouth open. "Gonna cum soon, Baby. Where do you want it? Inside?" 

"Yes!"  You cried, locking your eyes with his. "You don't need permission! Just fuckin' do it!  Cum inside me, please!"

A smile spread across his lips, a satisfied twinkle gleaming in his eye. "You are so fuckin' perfect, Baby, I swear. Fuckin' made for me."  He put an index finger in his mouth and, without warning, pushed it repeatedly inside your asshole -while still fucking you into oblivion.

"Frankie!" You practically screamed his name.  "That's...oh fuck...what the fuck! That's too much! I can't-"

 "-You can take it, Baby. I know you can. Show me. Don't hold back."

No way was he going to make you cum twice. That was impossible; only something you'd seen in movies and TV. Something that always suspends your disbelief, making you scoff and roll your eyes. But this?  Imminent. You were going to have multiple orgasms in one night for the first time ever in your life. Then he stuck another finger inside your ass. And that was it; the shot of adrenaline straight to the heart, the needle bursting the tiny pleasure-filled bubble in your stomach, the surge of electricity pulsing through your veins. You wrapped your arms tighter around his neck , fingertips kneading, clawing into the flesh of his back holding on for dear life. 

Frankie gave one last forceful buck of his hips as he spilled into you, an orchestra of explicit noises and words coming from the both of you. You could feel the concoction of warm liquids between your thighs shooting up into you like fireworks. Your vision was now a swirling sea of unrecognizable colors. Your head collapsed on his shoulder, his chin on yours, chests heaving against each other's, breaths coming and going in quick intervals. 

"I love you so much, Frankie" you finally managed to say after what seemed like an eternity of silence. "You make me feel things I had no idea I could feel."

You felt him smile against your neck. "I love you too, Baby. I always knew I'd be the one to broaden your horizons."

You embraced him tighter running your hands up and down his back. "I never wanted anyone like this. It's all brand new to me."

"Likewise, Baby." Frankie removed his hands from the back of your thighs and set you on your feet. You felt like a newborn fawn, legs wobbly, unable to keep your balance. You both laughed as you held on to his forearms for support until you could stand on your own.  He shut the water off and opened the sliding glass door, stepping out onto the white feathery bath mat.

"Meet me in the living room after you're dressed," he said as he grabbed a towel off the bathroom door hook and gathered his clothes off the floor. "I have a surprise for you."

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After changing into leggings and a spaghetti-strap shirt, you found Frankie sitting on the sofa, his phone in one hand, thumb swiping up and down in quick strokes, dark bottle of beer in the other taking long swigs, eyes never leaving the device screen. His jeans were zipped but unbuttoned, unfastened belt hanging loosely between his legs. His red T-shirt clung to his still-damp skin, portraying each sculpted muscular detail, his moist capless hair an unkempt mess, strands pointing in every direction. You stood at the end of the hallway watching him, leaning your shoulder against the wall, staring, struggling to process what had just taken place in your shower. You had difficulty wrapping your head around the fact that it actually happened; not in one of your fantasy scenarios. Frankie Morales, who you've wanted since the first day you laid eyes on him, was now your lover, your partner; your companion. The one who showed you pleasures you didn't know you wanted or needed. The one who unlocked your passion and freed your mind to explore the depths of your darkest sexual desires.

Your lover.  That sounded so forbidden, so taboo.

Frankie looked up from his phone and gave you a smile, his eyes lighting up when he saw you. "There's my girl. You disappeared from me. I didn't think you'd come back."  He took another sip of beer and set the bottle on the coffee table. "Come on over here so I can give you your surprise." 

You took the empty seat next to him. He reached into his duffel bag and pulled out a small, flat purple gift box wrapped in pink ribbon and placed it in your hands. 

"This is for you, Baby. Open it."

"You bought me a gift?" 

He nodded, his eyes wide and full of anticipation, an anxious smile across his lips. "Of course. You're my girl. I need to spoil you."

Inside was a thin, black leather choker necklace adorned with numerous diamond-shaped crystals. A sterling silver heart pendant hung from a small chain on the facade, and it fastened like a belt in the back. You didn't wear much jewelry, earrings occasionally. He knew this, which made it a little unclear as to why this would be a gift choice. But you found it to be beautiful. Elegant. Racy.

After a few moments it hit you; the purpose of the gift. You were his. He owns you. You belong to him. He wants it to be shown. 

"Frankie, it's lovely. But...I don't wear neck-."

"-You do now," he interrupted. "I want you to wear it as a symbol of my ownership of you. You want to be mine in every possible way? Wearing this necklace will seal that deal."

You stared at the piece of jewelry in your hands, trying to believe what you had just heard; your mind devoid of words.

He scooted closer to you, putting a hand under your chin, forcing your eyes to meet his. "If you think it's excessive, Baby, you don't-"

"-Yes", you answered. "I'll wear it and I'll never take it off. Whatever it takes to make you happy, My Love, I'll do it." You took the accessory out of its box, ready to put it on. Frankie eagerly took it from your hands, his eyes lighting up. "Please, let me do it."

He leaned forward reaching across you to fasten the choker, his cheek brushing against yours, lips next to your ear. "You know what this means, don't you?" He whispered once the necklace was fully around your neck.  A hand trailed down your body, between your legs, inside your panties. "This pussy-this body-is mine now."  His fingers started rubbing at your clit, making you cry out. "I can do whatever I want with it. Clear?"

You nodded, eyes fluttering closed. "Fraaannnkkkiiiiieeee..."

"Remember those rules I mentioned earlier?"  His lips were still against your ear. "About being a good girl and getting punished for being bad?  You must follow them now that you're wearing this necklace. You must obey."

He slipped a finger inside you, moving the digit so rapidly you could hear the vulgar squelching noises, making you squirm. You grabbed his arm. "Frankie!"  you moaned. "Yes! I'll do whatever you say, My Love! I'm all yours!"

He grinned, his eyes rich with contentment. His lips crashed into yours, tongue delving into your mouth. Your arms found their way around his neck, your legs moving onto the sofa so you could lie on your back outstretched.  Frankie lowered himself onto you, positioning himself between your legs, still dressed, lips never leaving yours, still fingering you like it would be a crime if he stopped, making you hum and whimper. The other hand caressed your still-clothed thigh and leg.

"Gonna cum for me again, are you, Baby?"  he asked against your lips. "Are you gonna squirt all over my-"  

There was a knock at the door, making Frankie stop the delicious makeout session and look up in confusion.  He looked down at you, also perplexed.

"Expecting company?"

You shook your head.

Another knock, this time much louder. 

"Want me to see who it is?" 

"No, I'll get it." You stood up and made your way to the door located right next to the sofa.  You opened it, and the color drained out of your face. Your heart sank. 

There she was. Fucking. Erica. Hands pressed on her hips, looking as perfectly put together as always. Black hair,  flawless makeup, tight dress, menacing green eyes. The only difference from when you last saw her was now she looked like there had been way too much time spent in a tanning bed and too many collagen injections in her lips. She impatiently tapped her high-heeled foot on the outside concrete floor, her mouth sewn into an angry frown. 

"Where is he?" Her voice was eerily stern, lacking emotion. "I know Francisco is here somewhere. Where the fuck is he?!"

You put your finger up. "First of all, Erica, hello to you too. Second, don't come at me with that attitude. Third, what makes you think he would be here?"

Erica rolled her eyes, huffing out an annoyed sigh. "Because his fucking truck is parked out front, dumbass." 

"Don't you fuckin' dare speak to her like that." Frankie growled as he walked up next to you, casually throwing his arm around your shoulder pulling you closer to him. "You lookin' for me, Erica? Well, here I am. The hell do you want?"

Erica's eyes switched between you and Frankie, looking you both up and down, noticing your still wet locks, flushed cheeks, his shirt worn inside out and unbuttoned jeans. She shook her head, her eyes on the ground, sarcastic laughter seeping through her lips. 

"Unbelievable. Un-fucking-believable. You two fucked, didn't you?"

Frankie cleared his throat. "You shouldn't ask questions to which you  know the answers."

She cut her eyes to you. "I suppose you think he's your boyfriend now? That he loves you?"

"Erica, I'm not gonna ask you again." Frankie piped in before you could give her an answer. "Why. The. Fuck. Are. You. Here?" 

His acerbic tone made you take a step an inch away but he still kept his arm on your shoulder. You looked at him while he kept his eyes on Erica. His brow furrowed, lips pursed, jaw tightened, veins in his neck made their appearance, heavy breathing commenced through his nose. His other hand formed into a fist.

Erica pointed a manicured accusatory finger at him. "You. You son-of-a-bitch. You and I need to talk."

(To Be Continued....)

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✪ moot appreciation time ! tag some of your fav moots and share what you love about them ! then place this in other blogs asks !

i'll try to do like 5 🤞(not in any specific order except for mar 🥸)

@koosuvi : one of my oldest and absolutely my #1 fav moot like it's no surprise everyone knows i adore mar n her blog cause not only is she just so talented but she's such a fun n sweet person to talk to and i could honestly go on for AGES about how gorgeous her mbs are and how nice it is to have a friend like her (and i will some day n you'll just have to deal with it) like i really think everyone should have a mar in their life at some point. MAR 🔛🔝

@yeritos : JUNE 😞🫶🫶 i still remember freaking out inside when you first followed me like i've looked up to you n your blog for SO long n ilu sm you're SOOO incredibly talented and there's no one out there that makes mbs the way you do i love them sm 🥹 n you're so great to interact w like everytime we do im just left like 😞🤍🤍🤍 #yeritosworlddomination

@p-oisn : CHI 🫶🫶 i've been following you since you were on tzugore and i don't think ive ever met such an endearing person before YOURE SO SWEET and SOOO insane at making mbs like you never miss ??? they're all so beautiful n unique like i can immediately tell when an mb is yours and i love that sm N ILU 🫂🫶 you also have the best compliments like you got me giggling n kicking my feet everytime

@iluvrei : LORA MY LOVE 🥹🫶 i still remember how much fun we would have playing t or d on discord and i miss it (AND YOU 😞) sm. you're another person that when you followed me i was SO geeked out like your blog is GORGEOUS genuinely unlike any other blog ive ever seen EVRY SINGLE MB you make is an absolute stunner and i always look forward to your posts n interacting w you ilusm 🥹🤍🤍 ALSO i never forgot that one time you helped me study for my math test you're a real one 🤞

@wiotas : last but never least LEO !1!!1!1 🫶🫶 was also very geeked out when you followed me bc i remember seeing you interact w other people n thinking you seemed like the funnest person ever i wanted in so bad N NOW LOOK i cannot believe i get the privilege of getting to be your moot n interacting w you but im so happy i do YOURE SO GREAT and don't even get me started on your mbs OMGGG absolutely stunning every single one is always so perfect i adore everything about you n your blog sm 😞🫶🫶

#┈୨୧ teebie's asks . #there's so much more i could say about so many more blogs but my brain is a lil fried rn #i love my moots sm though you're all so great 😞🫶

[buckys-wintersoldier]

Surprise

First of all, thank you to everyone who joined me and helped me with that idea. For finding those nice words, even when she knows that you appreciate her, even when she knows that you love her work. And a special thank you also to @lives-in-midgard, without her, I would not have found the courage to really do this. You helped me when I was just a minute before I threw that all away.

Skittle? @mrsbuckybarnes1917

Finally, you are allowed to know about the surprise. I made this to thank you. I know you already know that I appreciate you, but I wanted to show you that not only I do, but also other people do, and it’s a better way than just telling you.

But thank you so much for always being so kind and helpful. You’re not annoyed, and even when the day isn’t perfect, sometimes it never changes your kindness. Not many people are like you are, and I hope you know deserve all the good and the best and that you’re worth it.

It’s an honor to be your friend and get your support personally and with fics. It's always fun to talk to you about ideas and add details, but it’s also fun to talk to you about everything else. I hope you know that I will always be there for you and support you as much as I can. The moment you started following me and whenever a notification with your name appeared in my notification, it made me so happy because it was and still is such an honor.

And I’m not the only one who thinks like that, so here are some people who think so too. Enjoy their messages for you.

@ellemj: You were the very first writer to ever reach out to me on Tumblr and honestly, I freaked out a little when I saw your user and realized I'd definitely read your work before. It was like I was living out some kind of dream. You're so kindhearted and willing to talk to other members of the community, it's inspiring. I feel lucky that I've gotten to be on the receiving end of your kindness. Thank you for being a friend and thank you for sharing your amazing works with us all!

@lives-in-midgard: Dear Skittle, I want to let you know that I really enjoy reading your stories and always love to see what you came up with! 💗 Beside that I also really love to see you in my notification or on my for you page. Reading your comments on my fics always makes me smile! I'm sending you hugs! 💞

@buckyysdoll: hon, you truly seem like such a genuinely sweet person. the way you interact with the fics you love and reblog on your page is honestly heartwarming, and you can see even from an outsider’s view how affectionate and encouraging it is. keep up your kindness hon, & happy belated new year too! we need more people like you in this world 💛🌻☀️sending love & hugs from a stranger xx

@sergeantbarnessdoll: I love her. She always has something nice to say, even when you’re having a bad day

anon: I love your work, it always puts a giddy smile on my face and brightens my day. When I see a new post I do a wee happy dance in my seat (or bed).

anon: Hi Skittle I love reading your stories! And I always get excited when I see that you have a new one shot!

@rogersbarber: such an incredible and talented person!!🖤

[seas-of-silver]

First Sentence, Then Scene: “I know your secret.” Lila said as she pinned Marinette to the wall.

Just a lil warning that I touch on anxiety and dealing with that... emotional feedback (I guess you could call it?) of being in a high intensity situation with your bully/source of anxiety.

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'I know your secret,' Lila said as she pinned Marinette to the wall. Marinette wriggled, but Lila's grasp didn't budge.

'What secret?' Marinette asked, still trying to loosen Lila's grip. 'I don't have any secrets.' Lila tsked, shaking her head in mock disappointment before smirking up at her with a devious glint in her eyes. 'Playing innocent, I see...'

The Italian's tone sent shivers up Marinette's spine, but made sure she gave no indication of how the girl's words affected her.

'The only one "playing innocent" here is you,' Marinette spat. 'Everyone thinks you're so kind and sweet, but you're like the devil in disguise.'

'Hah! You flatter me,' Lila purred, 'but I am not the Devil- well, not yet, anyway.'

Marinette's eyes narrowed.

'See, the problem with you angelic types is that you're too honest for your own good,' Lila said, voice heavy with faux concern that made Marinette want to grind her teeth. 'Too kind, too generous, too self-sacrificing. You would do anything for a friend, and expect nothing in return.'

This was pressing on all of Marinette's buttons. She knew what the true purpose was of these words, and yet-

'And that is why you'll always lose to someone like me,' Lila finished with a devilish grin.

'You know what your problem is?' Marinette snapped. 'That attitude. Those lies. I know you can't help it, you're born this way, but the thing is you could be so much more than this.'

She couldn't help but take satisfaction in the way Lila's eyes widened ever so subtly.

'You have an incredible talent, and an even more incredible mind - you could be truly amazing if you wanted to be, but you don't, so you're not. You lie, you cheat, you play these twisted games, wasting your time and energy on things and people that do not matter to you - and for what? To get me down? To hurt me? We both know that you're targeting me with all this, for some minor disagreement long-since forgotten- which, let's be honest, doesn't justify all that you've done since then. I've tried to make amends, to help you, to do what I can to build bridges, but you burn them every time, turning away any offers I made so that you could keep that flame burning within you. You think that everything that makes me who I am makes me weak to the likes of you, but in reality-' Marinette forced her hands free from Lila's weakened grip, '-that's why you'll never win against someone like me.'

'Aaaand cut!' Nino cried, leaping out of his director's chair, his hand clutching his cap as his arms waving excitedly. 'That was electric! That was super tense and believable and ohhhhh, I knew this "angels and demons hidden amongst humans" theme was going to work! And you two! Man, I could not have cast more awesome people for these roles!'

'You're welcome, by the way,' Alya lightheartedly sing-songed from behind him, grinning happily.

'Yeah, okay, I owe you an Andre's ice-cream, but if this take is as good as it was in person, I am buying you ice-cream every day for a month!' Nino promised before dashing off to look at the take.

'Whew! It was sooo hard being so mean!' Lila fibbed, earning her some comments on how fantastic of an actor she was by their fellow classmates. With Lila sufficiently distracted, Marinette let out a shaky breath, the adrenaline pumping through her body making her fidgety and unsettled.

'Hey,' Adrien greeted gently as he approached her, placing a hand on her shoulder as he handed her a glass of water, 'you did fantastically out there.'

They both knew the real meaning behind his words.

'Are you okay?' he asked.

"I know your secret." Lila's line echoed in her mind, Lila's expression - and the way it scared her - haunted her. It was like she really knew...

'Yeah... but also... no?' Marinette answered. She wasn't entirely sure he'd understand what she meant, but he nodded like he did. 'The acting bit, I'm fine with, but her? It's... she's...'

'Overwhelming?' he prompted. 'Like suddenly, it's all too real, and it's hard to remember where you are and what you're doing.'

She nodded. He understood.

'I felt like that every time Dad was at a photoshoot,' Adrien admitted. 'Despite him being my father, he's this intimidating, powerful, incredibly critical figure that with one look can pull my performance- can pull me apart, and make me feel vulnerable in such a way that I feel like a kitten backed into a corner, trembling in front of this towering, snarling dog, and it always made me want to run and hide. But I had to fight through it, push through, pretend I had everything under control when I didn't feel like that at all, and let myself decompress once I was alone and safe in my room.'

Marinette's heart ached for Adrien, while also taking comfort in knowing she wasn't alone in feeling this way. Any other time, she might've felt guilty for taking comfort in such a painful thing, but she was too rattled right now. Instead, she silently hugged him, ignoring the stinging of tears forming in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around him, careful not to spill the water in the glass she was still holding as he hugged her back.

In his arms, she felt safe, and the world around them faded away as she let the adrenaline run its course and bleed out of her system, knowing he'd catch her if she fell. She ignored Nino's cries of a perfect one-take wonder, she ignored Lila's grandstanding to their peers, she ignored the clicking of phone cameras. She was in her own bubble within Adrien's arms, and all she could hear was the sounds of their breaths and his steady heartbeat against her ear.

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Ask game: Give me the first sentence and I'll write a short piece for it!

#I wanted to have a bit of a twist and then make it like a real life Lila v Marinette #like all cool as if Lila knew and Marinette knew she knew and it was the prelude of a show-down #but then anxiety stepped into the scene uninvited #and then this bittersweet hurt/comfort decided to tag along for the ride #not where I thought I'd go with this #but I'm happy with it I reckon! #anon request #seasofsilver writes #ml season 5 spoilers #ehhh but only a little bit though #miraculous ladybug #ml #adrien agreste #marinette dupain cheng #lovesquare #adrinette #adrienette #pre-reveal #alya cesaire #nino lahiffe #lila rossi #anxiety #tw: anxiety #tw: dealing with the affects of bullying/anxiety #hurt/comfort #a little bit angsty #first sentence then scene #ask game