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#AND OMG HOW CUTE IS IT THAT YOU SAID THEY JUST FLOPPED DOWN ON THE FLOOR LIKE REAL KITTENS
aanoia · 4 months
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OMG I HAVE ANOTHER ONE I HAVE ANOTHER ONE
What about putting lights on the house with single dad James that’s also next door neighbor. So basically Harry sees their nice next door neighbor struggling to put up the outside decorations and he forces his dad to help. And Que cute decorating time and end with hot cocoa and baking cookies with Harry!
I LOVED this idea, thank you
𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒆𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 - a hallmark christmas movie
James Potter x reader day eight of christmas advent calendar words; 1,600+ warnings; broken glass i made harry really clumsy and lily evil so enjoy
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Y/n sighed, hands on her hips, as she stared at the bucket of tangled Christmas lights. She thought hard on how she could possibly do this, the years before she’s always had a boyfriend or her dad do it. But this year, not only was she single but her dad was visiting her sister in America this Christmas.
‘If only magic was real,’ She thought while shaking her head and beginning to work on the Christmas lights. 
Y/n struggled to pull out a single strand, so she decided to just pour them all out instead. She sat on her snowy lawn, thankful she had decided to wear her snow gear before she came out. Y/n sat there, pulling roughly on the lights and fighting off frustrated tears.
After ten minutes of trying she threw the lights onto the snow in annoyance and flopped onto her back, spreading out her arms and legs as if she was making a snow angel. She glared at the snow falling from the sky.
From inside the next door house, a little boy with charcoal hair watched the woman intently from the window. His breath fogged up the window, so every breath he exhaled he wiped his sleeve against the cold glass.
“Harry, it’s rude to stare.” The boy's dad, James, said as he hugged his son from behind and pulled him up. Harry laughed as James tickled his stomach.
“I think she needs help, dada.” Harry mentioned - his lisp making his “s” sound like a “th” - and James cocked an eyebrow.
“Oh yeah, what makes you think that?” He asked his son.
“Look, she can’t get her Christmas lights to go apart.” He explained and James peered out the window to see his neighbors figure in the snow, struggling to untangle lights.
James ruffled his son's hair and set him back down, “She’ll figure it out, bud, don’t worry.”
Y/n sighed in relief as the Christmas lights were finally untangled. She stood up, her legs cracking loudly, and picked up the connected strands. She connected the end to a long extension cord. Y/n waddled over to the ladder and prayed her driveway didn’t have any ice she couldn’t see as she climbed up cautiously. 
A gust of wind blew past and she gripped onto the sides roughly, closing her eyes and sending a prayer to the universe. She took another step up, and another, until she could finally reach the hooks on the edge of her house. Y/n looped the strand around the hook and brought it over to the next.
She repeated this multiple times until she got to the end. Y/n glanced at her neighbors window and smiled at the sight of the small boy looking at her from inside. He gave her a wide smile, showing his missing two front teeth. She waved at him, instantly regretting her decision.
A large gust of wind blew by and her lights flickered and zapped, causing her to startle and slip from the ladder. A loud crack filled the air and immediately she was in a warm pair of strong arms. Y/n didn’t care who it was, she just held on tightly to her savior as she tried to calm her heart.
“Are you okay?” A soft voice asked as he set her down and Y/n finally looked up.
‘What in the Hallmark Christmas movie is this?’ She wondered as she stared in the framed eyes of her hot neighbor. His front door closed loudly as his little boy ran over worriedly.
“Are you okay, Miss Y/n?” Harry asked, grabbing onto her hand with both his small ones. His snowcoat was on backwards and his scarf was in a tangle around his head, but at least he tried.
Y/n smiled and leaned down to the boy, “Oh, yes, I’m perfectly fine, Harry, thank you.” Harry took a step and wrapped his arms around the woman.
“Up, please.” He said quietly and Y/n laughed as she picked him up. James watched the interaction with awe in his eyes. He’s never seen a woman like that with Harry, not since Lily left the two for America. 
“Thank you, James. I really appreciate it.” Y/n said and James smiled.
“Of course, anytime. Let me finish the job for you though.” He offered and Y/n nodded, holding tightly onto the little boy. 
“Be careful.” Y/n warned as James climbed up the ladder. He laughed and put the strand on the last hook before sliding down the ladder.
“Easy peasy.” He boasted and Y/n rolled her eyes and set Harry down. “We better get back to our house.”
“No!” Harry complained.
Y/n held out a hand, stopping the man from dragging his kid back to their house, “Do you want to come in? I have a tree I still need to decorate and some cookies practically begging to be baked.” James was silent as he contemplated. “I have hot cocoa! With the little chunks of candy cane in it.”
James immediately nodded, “I’m sold.”
“Okay, crack the eggs carefully, Harry. We don’t want any of the shells getting into the batter, alright?”
Harry nodded, “Okay.” He smashed the egg against the bowl and cracked it perfectly and he did it again with the second egg. When the third egg came around, he hit against the bowl with just a little too much force and the insides of the egg out, half going onto the table and the other half in the bowl, egg shells going along with it.
The room was silent for a moment before Y/n began laughing, the two boys quickly joining in. Y/n shook her head in amusement as she grabbed a spoon and handed it to Harry, instructing him to fish out the egg shells as she grabbed a napkin and quickly cleaned the egg on the table.
“Harry, don’t eat the raw egg.” James said with a smile and Harry stuck his tongue out at his dad. James returned the gesture as Y/n measured a cup of flour. She handed it to Harry who dumped the flour onto his head instead of in the bowl.
“What?” Y/n asked as James stood in shock as bits of flour fell from his sons head.
“What was the point of that?” James asked and Harry laughed, the adults joining in with him to make the kitchen full of laughter once again.
“Oh, you’re such a dork.” Y/n teased. “Tell you what, the bathroom is just down the hall, I’ll finish the batter while you go let your dad clean you up, yeah?” Harry nodded and jumped off the stool, causing more flour to cover the ground in white.
“I’m sorry.” James said as he followed after his kid.
Y/n smiled, “You can use my shampoo.”
“Okay, Harry, you have to be very careful with this one. It’s very fragile.” Y/n said as she handed Harry a glass ornament. Harry nodded and held the ornament by the string.
Unavoidably, Harry tripped over a box and in an attempt to steady himself the ornament dropped to the floor and shattered into pieces. Harry immediately began crying and worry filled Y/n’s body, afraid he had been cut by the glass. She swept him off the floor and checked his bare feet to see nothing but blank skin. She looked at his hands to see them in the same condition.
“Oh, Harry, what’s wrong? Did you get hurt?” She asked as James rushed to get the broom from the kitchen. 
“I broke your tree decoration!” He said, which only made him wail louder. Y/n sat on her sofa and cradled the boy in her arms.
“Oh, love, it’s okay. It’s just an ornament. I’m just glad you’re okay.” She said quietly and James froze at the sight, broom in hand.
His heart swelled as he only fell deeper in love with his neighbor. He had always thought she was beautiful, but seeing how she interacted with Harry - both today and many previous interactions - made him feel more than just attraction. He was curious and felt a longing for her. He didn’t want her to only take up the hole Lily left in his heart, he wanted her to take his whole heart, and Harry’s too. 
Once Harry stopped crying, he quickly fell asleep, exhausted from the day and its endeavors.
“We had a really good time.” James said as the two adults walked to the front door.
“Yeah, I did too. I’ll make sure to bring over some cookies for you two.” Y/n responded with a smile, leaning against the doorframe as James took a step into the dark night. 
He turned around, “Y/n…” He hesitated.
“Yes?”
James glanced up and smiled, “There’s a mistletoe.” He said quietly and Y/n’s eyes flitted up as well. She furrowed her brows at the mistletoe, she had definitely not put that there. She didn’t even own one.
Her eyes met James again, “So it seems.”
James leaned in, and when Y/n didn’t protest he went farther. Y/n’s hand found James’ cheek and she gently connected their lips. The kiss was soft, and warm, despite the cold air nipping at their cheeks. Y/n laughed softly as they pulled apart.
“What’s so funny?” James asked with a grin.
“You’re cute.” She whispered and he was thankful the cold reddened his cheeks before she could.
“Good night.” He responded.
“Good night, James.” Y/n said and closed the door, leaning against it once he left. She slid down and sat with a giddy smile. “Definitely a Hallmark Christmas movie.”
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monarchberrysblog · 29 days
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‘𝔴𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤’ 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔶𝔬𝔲 (𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱 𝔱𝔴𝔬) | 🩷
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Summary: Small acts of service Miguel would provide to his favorite waitress
Content Warning: MUTUAL PINNING BITCHES HAHA. Two idiots in love, slow-ass burn. It is the same type of burn where you get a sunburn, and you have to peel away the dead skin off of you slowly.
Word Count: 😏 (jk, it's +1.7k)
Author’s Note: THANK YOU FOR 200+ NOTES FOR ‘WAITING’ FOR YOU OMG 🥹 I honestly thought it would flop, but seeing you guys enjoy it warms my heart up. Once again, thank you all. You all mean the world to me 😚🩷
← Part One (‘waiting’ for you)
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To my new followers, thank you <3 💌
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“Man, I'm so hungry,” Jess sighed to you. The woman looked over to you while adjusting her golden hoop earrings. “Girl, have you had the time to take a break and eat?” You questioned her, seeing the exhausted, sickly look on your face. “No, ever since that new manager, Alex, he's been on our asses about managing our time.” You massaged your temples slowly before leaning against the hostess's stand. “I get you, my headaches have been awful…” You mumbled to her.
As Jess stood at the hostess stand, she heard the deep voice of the restaurant owner echoing through the space. "If you have the time to lean, you have time to clean!" he bellowed, causing her to quickly abandon her post and hurry along with attending to her tables.
From a distance, you noticed the manager eyeing her sternly, and you spoke up in defense of the new, pregnant employee. "Take it easy on her," you implored, hoping to ease the situation. As you watched from afar, you could see that she struggled to keep up with the job demands. “You know what? I don't appreciate the talking back. Instead of an hour break, you're down to thirty minutes.” Alex sneered.
Your mouth opened agape, wanting to argue back. But you held back instead while you looked at Alex and walked away. “Thank you,” He sneered once again while walking away.
Way to go. You just had to talk back. Son of a bitch, I can't even take a proper break.
A long sigh escaped before Miguel made his way to the hostess stand where you were, resting half of your body on the counter, and a long sigh escaped from you, deep from the gut. “Hey, I just wanted to check how many reservations we have left for today.” He trailed off, seeing how hunched over you were on the counter.
“Yeah, let me just see…” You sat up quickly, allowing your hair to look a little messy. It was a cute sight for Miguel. It made it look like you just woke up from bed. Now seeing that, the man began to wonder how you looked in the morning, in his bed, under HIS blankets, in his SHIRTS—
"The manager informed me that we have five more reservations for tonight," you interjected, stealing his attention from the little fantasy he imagined. A yawn escaped your lips as you glanced at the list, betraying the exhaustion you felt from the long day. “Long day?” Miguel questions you. “Yeah, then Alex just cut my break short. He got mad that I defended Jess.” You grumbled.
“Jess… Jess…” He repeated before he turned to you. “The pregnant one, right?” You quirked a brow up by the way he memorized the newly hired waitress. “You know, you can't associate her being the pregnant one all the time; she's about to pop soon.”
“Sorry, I call it by the way I see it.”
“…touché.” You nodded before you put the reservation list away. A big, awkward silence fills between the two of you. “So, what do you associate me with?” You asked eagerly.
Miguel made a dismissive sound with his lips and then momentarily paused as if thinking. "I don't associate you with anything, to be fair," He finally said. You furrowed your brows, feeling a bit confused. "What? What do you mean?!" You exclaimed with a hint of annoyance in your tone.
“You're just there; not much to say about it.”
“What do you mean? We work on almost all shifts together!” You argued before Miguel left for the kitchen.
The man had a particular association with you - he didn't want to say it out loud.
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Alex is a hard ass.
While waiting for your lunch break and assisting your tables, you decided to help the bellboy, Miles, wipe some tables down since the restaurant fell into some downtime. But when Alex saw, a scowl formed.
“It's Miles’ job to wipe tables down. Your job is to greet guests and create reservation lists.” Alex hissed. “I understand, sir, but Miles needed help, and it's a dead hour at the restaurant now and—” Alex raises a hand, pausing you. “No, I've heard enough; you'll have a fifteen-minute break instead.”
Oh, hell no, he didn't.
“And you can't legally do that. That's forced labor; look it up.”
Alex turns to you, showing anger in his expression. You could already see the premature wrinkles on his forehead. Wanting to say something snarky about the thirty-year-old to smile every once in a while, you stopped yourself.“You know what? We can fix that attitude by… taking away your employee discount for today.”
You looked at Alex with furrowed brows and your mouth slightly agape. “Thank you for understanding.” Alex walked off, and as soon he was no longer in sight, a sense of anger entered your body. You stormed back to the hostess stand, feeling steam escaping your body.
Talking back to him in a manner like that? What the hell is wrong with me?
You grabbed the messily piled menus and straightened them out, somewhat slamming the menus down on the hostess stand. “Easy there.” You looked at the voice and saw it was none other than Gabriel, another waiter who came in during the weekends and holidays. Rolling your eyes, you huffed in anger and leaned against the counter.
“I heard what went down.”
“What else is there to hear, Gabriel?”
You shooed him away from the stand when new customers entered the restaurant. After being pushed around by your clientele on where they wanted to sit instead of where you picked for them, you seated them and stormed off, still ticked off by Alex. You sat at the hostess stand, groaned in frustration, and realized that Gabriel was still there. “What?” You snarled.
“I heard what went down.”
“Yes, you told me that minutes ago.”
Gabriel furrowed his brows for a moment and sighed. “Listen, we can share my lunch…” Gabriel suggested while you hastily cleaned up the stand in an angered manner. “I ordered too many portions, and it hasn't been touched—” You turned to him quickly, almost to the point where it made the grad student jump in fear.
“Are you asking me out for dinner?” You ask him, poking fun at the bashful young man. “Yeah, I mean—” The sound of a food container landing on the counter made the two of you see Miles leaving it behind. “Miguel told me to leave this for you,” Miles says with a simple shrug before returning to the dining area. “Messed-up order. He didn't want it to go to waste.”
You opened the container, and the sound of a sizzling steak with sauteed onions, topped with melting pepper jack cheese. The smell of fresh, cooked veggies and mashed potatoes makes your mouth water. While looking around for Alex, you hid the container in one of the cubbies behind the stand.
“Guess you don't have to invite me for dinner after all.” You shrug to Gabriel before you run off to help the next customers who enter the restaurant.
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9:37pm
The humid air filled the outside as you held your phone close, waiting for your Uber to arrive. The sound of the restaurant door opening and closing greeted your ears until you two young college students walked past you, showing the two lovebirds happy with each other’s company. 
Must be nice…
A vibration from your hand brought you back to reality and caused you to look at the mobile device. “Your Uber has canceled.” 
What.
You glared at the mobile device before a groan of frustration escaped from the back of your throat. “Damn it!” You groaned before you looked to your left, seeing the busy sidewalk of pedestrians. “That’s just great…” Almost as if life hated you a little bit more than usual, a couple of raindrops landed on you, soon turning into a downpour of rain landing on everyone else. “Oh lovely, thank god…” You grumbled before stepping out to the sidewalk and walking home through the rain. The cool rainwater felt surprisingly calm and relaxing, even though it probably had infectious diseases. 
You walked along the sidewalk, feeling the refreshing sprinkle of rain on your skin. As the raindrops started to fall more heavily, you realized you had forgotten your umbrella. Just then, you felt a tap on your shoulder, making you turn around. You were greeted by a tall, hooded figure standing beside you. You squinted through the rain to see his face, but the hood obscured most of it. The stranger gave you an umbrella, and you gratefully accepted it. Before you could thank him, the stranger walked ahead and bowed his head as he looked at the pavement.
You continued to squint through the rain, wanting to see who this generous man was, but to no avail.
/
Miguel stepped into his small, cozy apartment, dropping his soaking jacket on his sofa, not caring about the soaking fabric soaking the leather. A small mewl greeted him. A tabby marmalade cat soon jumped onto the couch and kneaded the cushions. The cat meowed out loud once again, soon looking up at Miguel with its wide brown eyes. "Hola, Lyla..." He sighed at the orangy cat before taking off his soaked clothes and throwing them to the side into a laundry bin.
While changing his work clothes in his bedroom, the marmalade cat jumped off the couch and reached the front door, soon pawing at an umbrella stand. The cat continued doing this until Miguel stepped out of his bedroom in sweats and slippers. "Lyla," Miguel paused as soon as the feline pawed at the umbrella stand. The cat continued to mewl out, unfamiliar with the missing umbrella her owner always brought home.
"Come on, I'll cook you a fish fillet." Miguel sighed, soon grabbing the tabby and moving her away from the door. A sniffle escaped from the man as he and Lyla made their way to the kitchen.
/Bonus Scene/
"Good morning-" You happily greeted but paused the greeting and got a jaw-dropping view before you. "Morning..." Miguel sniffled. His hair had little raindrops decorating his dark hair, with some bags under his eyes. What a sight to see... The sound of someone entering the workplace interrupted your train of thought. "Damn, Miguel. You look..." Peter greeted his coworker as he stepped into the restaurant and took off his coat that shielded him from the rain. "Not that great." Peter nervously greeted the executive chef. "You don't think I know that?" The aggravated man grumbled before he took off his coat and mumbled under his breath.
"I think I'm falling in love with someone, and it's a bad idea, right?"
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baileypie-writes · 4 months
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omg someone who will do a male reader with veneer, you are a godsend 💚 can you do a veneer x male reader where veneer’s like rlly clingy/affectionate if that’s ok? thank uu! :] 
A/N ~ Aww thank you, you’re so sweet. I had way too much fun writing this. Hope you enjoy!
~🎤Clingy🎤~
Veneer x Male!Reader
Fandom: Trolls 3: Band Together
Reader: Male(though not explicitly said)
Relationship: Romantic
Synopsis: Veneer is being extra clingy today, not that you mind.
Warnings: Tooth-rotting fluff, Veneer calling Reader “bae”, quite a few kisses
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(He’s so cute I just wanna squish his cheeks)
Veneer would not let go. His arms were wrapped around you multiple times. It was like you were his life force, and if he’d let go he’d die. You felt like you were suffocating.
How you got like this happened so quickly, that you barely had time to process it. Velvet had basically dumped Veneer on you, because apparently he would not shut up about you, and how much he missed you. She couldn’t take it anymore, so she brought him over to your house.
So there you were, just you and your boyfriend. Normally, you wouldn’t mind being cuddled, but the lack of oxygen was making you feel lightheaded. So you quickly devised a plan to get him off of you, just for a little bit.
“Hey babe, you hungry? I can warm up a pizza if you want.”
Just as you hoped, Veneer’s arms unraveled from you. You took the opportunity to take a deep breath, not knowing how long it’d be until they were back around you.
“Sure, I could eat!”
You both got up from your couch, and started walking to the kitchen. Veneer’s fingers were interlocked with yours, and you were walking shoulder to shoulder. You laughed to yourself. Your boyfriend was usually clingy, but he was laying it on thick today. Not that you minded.
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After putting the frozen pizza in the oven, the two of you went back to the living room. You sat on your previous spots on the couch, only this time, Veneer layed his head on your lap. After grabbing the remote and turning on the TV, you took the time to examine his facial expression. He was happy and relaxed. You smiled gently down at him. Sensing your gaze, he looked back at you, and smiled as well. It was your favorite smile of his. Wide, eyes closed and his nose slightly crinkled.
You started flipping through channels. You weren’t looking for anything in particular. Just something to occupy the two of you for the twenty or so minutes it took for the pizza to finish. You eventually chose some talk show, starring a celebrity you knew enough about to be interested.
You put the remote down, and before you could put your arm on the armrest of the couch, your hand was grabbed by Veneer. He cupped both his hands around it, and brought it close to his chest. Looking at him, it seemed like he wasn’t fully aware of what he’d done, as he was watching the show quite attentively. You guessed he liked holding your hand so much, that at this point it was like an instinct to grab it at any given opportunity. Eventually, Veneer’s voice broke you out of your thoughts.
“Hey bae, do you think those are her natural lips, or do you think she got them filled?” He was referring to the celebrity on TV. She had very large lips, definitely not ones the average person has.
“Oh, she definitely got them filled.” You laughed, Veneer doing the same. After the laughter subsided, you leaned down, gently cupped his face in your hands, and kissed him softly. He almost immediately kissed you back, putting his hands on top of yours.
After a few seconds, you tried to pull away, only to be pulled back down by your clingy boyfriend. You laughed into the kiss, but got interrupted by the oven timer going off.
You sat back up. “C’mon. Let’s go eat.”
Veneer groaned loudly. “Can’t we stay here for a few more minutes?”
“No babe. The pizza will burn.”
“Fine.” He flopped up from the couch, his face in a clear pout. You laughed, and linked your arm in his.
“Let’s go.” Veneer’s pout turned into a soft smile. He pulled himself closer to you, and you both walked into the kitchen.
You both enjoyed your pizza while having a casual conversation, paired with the muffled noise of the TV you forgot to turn off in the other room. Veneer’s chair had been scooted right next to yours, not at all to your surprise.
Just as he was about to take a bite of his pizza, Veneer’s face suddenly turned into an anxious and slightly sad expression. He turned to you. “Does it bother you that I’m so clingy? It bothers Velvet a lot, so I wanna make sure that it doesn’t bother you. Are you bothered?” He said rather quickly, something to be expected when he’s nervous.
He anxiously waited for your response. You just smiled, kissed his cheek, and to Veneer’s relief, said:
“Not at all.”
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kairiscorner · 8 months
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i just want what's best for you. — miles 42 x reader
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summary: no matter how much miles may love you, you still have to get through his mom for you two to be together. first impressions didn't go so well, and now... now you're starting to think she's right about you. but somehow, you both come to an understanding, and... eventually, an understanding can be made between you two. pairing: miles 42 x gn!reader genre: slight angst + comfort word count: 2,646 request: Could you do a miles (42 or 1610 or both) x reader where his mom isn’t to fond of her but, it’s only because she doesn’t want to see him get hurt. And reader considers breaking up with him and his mom overhears and feels bad. a/n: hello, my lovely anon !! omg i loved writing this ngl, I INTENTIONALLY PUT MORE ANGST HERE THAN I DID FOR 1610 MILES AAAAA please multiverse, don't let this flop PLEASEEEE also SORRY FOR THE CRAPPY SPANISH AND OOC RIO, I TRIED UUEUEUUEUUE BUT I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS !!
(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)
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you had never felt any more intimidated and nervous than you did right now as you sat down with miles' family for dinner. you had partners before and met their parents, it wasn't all so bad; you actually had fond memories of those people and sometimes would reminisce how kind they'd treat you, how they'd welcome you into their families and give you a home away from your home when you'd need it. however, when it came to miles' family... it was so-so.
his uncle aaron, without a doubt, was one of the nicest father figures you had ever encountered in your whole life. he was a sweet man who cared for miles and would, be proxy, care about you, too. he'd tease you and miles when he'd see you two together in the most low-key ways and still make miles lose all his cool and stoic composure around you when his uncle would expose how much he talks about you.
"this kid can't ever go through another day without thinking about you. like seriously, all i did was take him to the convenience store downtown and i see him with all these snacks i've never seen him eat before, snacks he told me he hates with a burning passion. i look at him and ask him why he's got those snacks, and he mutters under his breath... 'these're for them, not for me.' how cute of my nephew, no?" he said with a chuckle as miles glared up at his uncle and pouted at him, with you giggling at the story as everyone but his mother was laughing about that little anecdote.
uncle aaron nudged rio a little, to which she shot him a glare similar to miles' and muttered something under her breath in spanish. uncle aaron sighed as some tension was caught in the air and enveloped the entire dinner table, with no one else uttering another word or sound as you all ate in silence. you felt rio's gaze on you at times while you all ate, and unlike the other mothers you had encountered with your previous partners, she had a gaze that felt a little... judgemental, in a way?
you felt pretty self-conscious as rio looked at you, and you felt yourself jump slightly in your seat when she'd ask you questions about you and her son. she called your name randomly, shattering the silence and causing the hairs on the back of your neck to stand up as you nearly sprang up from your seat in utter surprise. "y-yes rio?" you asked her as she winced, as if she heard a discordant tune when you uttered her first name. without even looking up from her plate, she asked you, "did you know miles got a b in spanish? ay, i'm proud of you, mijo, though... you usually do so much better than that. i'm worried, have you been missing classes recently? and do you know anything about it?" she asked you as she turned her gaze up at you, causing you to freeze up and instinctively shake your head.
miles breathed out a small huff as he tried to think of a reason to give his own mother, who he promised he'd never lie to, as his uncle aaron tried to tell rio that maybe now wasn't the right time to talk about it, but rio told him in spanglish that now was as good a time as any, she had to know if her son was being distracted by... she didn't dare finish that thought. she looked over at you then at miles and raised an eyebrow. "so? is no one gonna tell me anything?" she asked the two of you as you bit the inside of your cheek, feeling pretty intimidated by her right now. "mama, it's nothing, i promise you, i--" "it's nothing?" "oh, no." uncle aaron muttered as he silently excused himself and left the table with his plate in hand, gesturing to you to follow what he did and to seek refuge into the kitchen, away from the mother and son.
you did as he directed and excused yourself, nearly stumbling out of your chair as rio's eyes followed you with a kind of suspicious gleam in those hazel eyes of hers. indistinct conversation and arguments between the mother and son were heard, with the sound of running water, the squeaking and setting down of plates being tuning their voices out as you gratuitously helped uncle aaron wash the dishes. "hey, sorry about them, miles' mom hasn't been in the best mood lately." he muttered to you as you nodded. "i-i understand, aaron. it's really okay..." you murmured back as you both finished, with uncle aaron wishing you a good night as he disappeared into the garage doing who knows what.
as you exited the kitchen, you heard rio's muffled voice from the dining room mention your name, and you walked over in a morbid kind of curiosity to know why she mentioned you when she was scolding miles; though a part of you thought of why, you hoped what you thought of wouldn't be the case. "sé honesto, ¿te estás distrayendo con ellos?" she asked miles with a stern voice as miles looked down at the ground, clearly frustrated, but wasn't about to run his mouth off at his own mother. he shook his head and murmured, "mi amante no tiene la culpa de lo que me ha estado pasando, mama."
rio sighed exasperatedly as she looked at her son in disbelief. "and you mean that? you seriously... look, mijo, no quiero hacerte infeliz, y sé que crees que entiendes lo que es bueno para ti, pero… no puedo permitir que ellos te pongan en peligro. they might... not be a good influence on you." she said with a soft voice as miles looked up at her with an incredulous expression on his face. "mama, you have no idea who they really are." he said as rio kept talking to him, but he stormed off on her. she called for her son repeatedly, but he marched into his room, with her sighing aloud and storming off herself, too.
you felt a heavy weight on your shoulders as your anxieties and worries over what miles' mother thought of you were realized; she doesn't trust you, and she doesn't think you're good for her son. you felt so weak in the knees at that moment, thinking that you would never be able to love miles freely without his mother intervening or trying to convince him you're not right for him, that you're a distraction for him. you didn't want any conflict between the two anymore, so you thought of a way to end their feud peacefully, and the only way that'd work was... one neither of you would particularly like.
you snuck upstairs to miles' room and gently rapped at his door, muttering that you were there, and that you wanted to talk to him. miles opened his door a crack, and when he could confirm it was you, he opened the door wider and gently took your hand in his. "cielo," he greeted you softly with a light squeeze of your hand as he looked at you. "am i ever glad to see you." he said as he led you into his room, with you reciprocating his touch and squeezing his hand back. he gestured for you to sit down on the side of his bed as he sat down, with you following him and sitting down on the plush of his bed.
he brushed a few hairs from your forehead and kept his gaze on you as you looked down at the floor, unsure of how to tell him what you were articulating to yourself in your head; unsure of how he'd take it, if he even will be able to. you sighed a little longer than you planned to, causing miles to pull away from you and have worry drawn on his face as he tried getting a better look at your expression. "cielo, are you okay? did something happen...?" he asked you as you shook your head gently. "nothing, nothing, i..." you began, but you stopped yourself, trying to think of how to tell him all over again as all you could think of at that moment was that: miles' mother doesn't think you're any good for him.
you took a deep breath and faced him with saddened eyes. "i'm sorry, miles, i just... i don't think you should be dating me anymore. it's not because of you, of course not, it's... it's on me." you whispered, with miles feeling like he took a blow to the gut, feeling utterly helpless and confused at what you just told him. he wasn't sure what you meant by 'it was your fault', but he wanted to let you know right now that you weren't at fault, for whatever it was that'd come between you two.
miles appeared a little more hurt and distressed by what you told him, the matter at hand still not sinking in, that you told him you'd break up with him... he couldn't, wouldn't, believe it. "what? amor, what do you mean? 'your fault'? i doubt that..." he began as he tried to reassure you, feeling himself coming undone at the seams and desperate to know why you wanted to part ways with him. was it because he couldn't spend as much time with you as before? because he was too busy with his job as the prowler to be with you? if you only told him, then... then he'd find ways to make it work, not make you feel alone ever again, make up for what he lacked in the past by working hard for you now in the present.
"is it... is it because i'm not able to spend much time with you as before? mi vida, i'm sorry... i'll make up for it, i promise!" he said as you shook your head. "no, miles... it's not your fault. it's mine, even if you don't say it is." you said with a melancholic voice as miles looked at you with feebleness filling his face as he tried to understand how it's your fault for anything. he defended you in front of his mother the best he could, and yet... he'd still lose you in the end, if not the argument.
you couldn't figure out how to tell miles that you didn't wish to break up, you wanted to be with him still, but there was no better way of getting his mom and him to make up if you were still in the picture. you heard his mom say it himself, you didn't seem like a good influence on him, and maybe her behavior towards you was a sign that you really weren't being good to miles, good to his parents, and just... weren't good in general. you sighed, trying to keep the tears from flowing as miles tried to tell you that if you really wanted to break up with him, he'd respect your decision, but... he begs of you to tell him how it's your fault.
you felt your heart throb and your throat flare up as you tried to stifle your cries and sobs. "i'm just, i'm not good for you, okay, miles? i'm sorry... you deserve better." you told him in a quieted voice as you got up and went over to his door, about to leave him and give him an easier time with his family than stay with him and just ruin his relationship with his mom even more.
"espera, mi cielo! hold on a minute, can't we talk about this...?" he called out to you as you opened the door to leave, to keep yourself away from miles to keep him and his mother from getting angry at each other and fighting all over again. however, when you opened the door, you saw a familiar face look back at you, and a familiar voice shrieking in surprise--it was miles' mom, who was eavesdropping on you two. you shrieked at his mom's shrieking, as miles shrieked at your shrieking.
"mama!" miles exclaimed as he saw his mom at the doorway, with her telling the two of you to calm down, and that nobody needs to break up with anybody. "i'm... i'm sorry i eavesdropped, but i came here to... to say sorry, mijo, and... i'm sorry to you, too." she said as she turned to look at you with guilt and shame in her eyes. "you didn't deserve to hear all that... i shouldn't have said that." she muttered as she looked at the two of you. she leaned against the doorway and sighed as she began to speak again, looking around miles' room.
"i didn't mean that you were a bad influence, i just... i default to worrying about what miles could be doing because, you're a teenager, miles--you're both teens and... you both wanna do your own things. it worries me when miles doesn't tell me anything, it makes me feel like i'm failing as a mom when... i'm the only parent you have now." she said in a soft voice as she looked at miles sadly and up at you. she sat down next to miles on the bed and held his hand. "i wish you could just be honest with me." she muttered to him as miles looked at her with sadness in his eyes. "i am being honest with you, mom. you don't even... you don't even know how amazing my partner is, you hardly give them a chance, and that's what hurts me every time." he said as you looked at the two of them.
miles' mom got up from the bed and placed her fingers underneath your chin and lifted your head up to look at her and sighed. "i'm so sorry i judged you too quickly, i just... mom instincts kicked in, and... i got a little carried away and thought i knew what was good for my baby boy, but... i guess i don't know as much anymore. maybe... i'd know him better if i trusted him, if i trusted you." she said with a slight smile on her face as you gave her a slight smile back. "again, i'm so, so sorry for how i was earlier, and... just, in general." she uttered as you nodded. "it's okay, mrs. morales." you told her as she smiled wider and pulled away from you. "y'know what, that just made my evening much better. i think i like you a bit better already. 'mrs.' morales, finally." she said with a slight chuckle as you chuckled back at her little quip, with miles smiling to himself as he finally witnessed you two get along. she let miles keep dating and seeing you, only if he promises to get his grades back up to how they were before.
as his mom left the room, miles told her you two needed to talk, alone. she understood, but reminded him not to lock the door. "lo tengo, mamá, entendido." he said as he closed the door the minute she headed down into the hallway, leaving you both in an awkward silence after you two had 'broken up' a few minutes ago. before miles could say anything, you wrapped him in a big hug, muttering under your breath how happy you were to be with him, that his mom finally accepted you. miles slowly reciprocated your hug, holding you close and kissing the top of your head as he smiled against your hair. he was beyond happy and relieved to know his mom finally saw you as a person he loved, not as a distraction to him or a bad influence, just someone he cared a lot about to devote himself to, someone he wouldn't leave nor let anyone, not even his own mom or uncle, get in the way of him loving ceaselessly.
he gets that his mom just wants what's best for him, but... maybe it was time for him to decide what's best for him on his own, and that'd be to love you with all his heart and stay by your side, never leaving you once because he loves you too much to let you go that easily.
tags !! @ii01vq @luvstarrstruck @maxoloqy @k4tsu3 @solecitoszn @toneystank-3000 @fiannee @popeheywardssecretgf @lovefrominaya @onginlove @meowmoraless
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mewhenimanangel · 7 months
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and they were roommates, mikasa ackerman
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pairing: mikasa ackerman x fem!reader
synopsis: you and mikasa have been friends since middle school, practically inseparable. who knew you were both in love with each other
content!: friends to lovers, swearing, alcohol, mutual pining, girls kissing, fingering, oral sex, nipple play, object insertion, sapphic
nia’s ౨ৎ notes: there’s a severe lack of mikasa fics, also how do you guys write the craziest smut and not feel a little awkward like omg
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you hurried up the stairs to your apartment to get ready for a date with some guy you'd met the other day. grabbing your keys you opened your front door to see your roommate and best friend, mikasa, on the couch.
"hey mika" you greeted her throwing off your jacket and shoes. "hey, you're later than usual" she said, getting up from her spot. "ugh my boss had me working over time. he's so fucking annoying, swear he has it out for me." you rushed to the bathroom. "why are you running around?" she asked you who was now completely shirtless covering your nipples with your arm.
her face got hot and she looked away bending to grab something from the fridge. you'd been friends since middle school and were practically inseparable. you graduated high school and college together, moved to a big city together and got an apartment together. you trusted her with everything and she did with you. you'd grown extremely comfortable around each other and she never had a problem seeing your bare body, until lately.
mikasa found herself developing feelings for you, her best friend. she was obsessed with the way you talked, how you carried yourself, your humor and how you made her feel. she realized she had feelings for you about eight months ago when you guys got drunk when eren was over and brought a pack of cigarettes for you.
it was so out of the blue, she watched you do something you usually always did but something about this night - the way the fire from your lighter illuminated on your face, the way your slender fingers wrapped around the cig, the way you blew a kiss at her when you caught her staring, it made her heart flutter. then when you all were falling asleep later that night, you and her shared the couch while eren slept in the arm chair. you'd kicked off your jeans and got on the couch with her, tangling your bare legs with hers, falling asleep in the crook of her neck.
"i have a date remember, the guy i told you about from the coffee shop" you told her, running to get your towel from your room. her face dropped and she shut the door, she did remember - she remembered how you were gushing about some random guy while she sat there yearning for you. "you're actually going out with that weirdo?" she scoffed. "aw come on he's cute. plus i need a good fuck right now" you giggled.
'i could do that for you' she thought to herself.
you went into the bathroom and hopped in the shower while mikasa flopped down on the couch, resuming sex and the city.
she heard the shower stop and stole a glance at you coming out in your towel.
you were gone in your room for about ten minutes before you came back out in a tiny black dress that stopped just below your ass and matching black heels. you'd put your hair up and your make up looked gorgeous. mikasa couldn't stop looking at you, that asshole doesn't deserve to have you looking this good for him.
"can you help me zip up this?" you asked her, putting your earrings in. she got up and turned you around zipping up the dress and letting her hands linger on you for a second too long.
"bye i'll see you later" you gave her an air kiss so not to mess up your lipgloss. "be safe" was all she said before you were out the door.
mikasa took a shower and went to her room to relax while you were out.
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you groaned entering your apartment and kicking your heels off by the door. you went to the kitchen to grab a bottle of vodka before flopping down on the couch.
"y/n? how come you're back so early?" mikasa came into the living room. she was in a pair of boy shorts and a tank top, her short hair messy. "ohhh my god i need to tell you everything." you exclaimed as she went to sit down next to you.
you put down your drink and she took a sip souring her face at the taste. "this is strong as hell" she grimaced.
"that's how bad it was. okay we went downtown to zen sushi right. and everything was like fine but like he kept getting like slightly mad or like irritated with me. and he kept making like weird comments about how much i had dressed up. and oh my god he was so rude to the waiter i literally had to apologize to them. and then he made me split the bill???? like i don't mind splitting but if you're gonna be a weirdo asshole the whole night at least pay for my meal you fucking freak" you explained to her, taking another swig.
"and when we left i was just so over it that when he asked me if i wanted to come to his place, i immediately said no like not even a second thought because he literally can't be serious." you shook your head.
"knew i was right about him being a weirdo" she said. "ugh so right" you sighed, laying down on the throw, body sprawled across her lap. she rest her hand on your thigh and drew little circles over it with her thumb while taking another swig from the bottle.
"just mad cause i wasted this cute ass dress and i'm horny." you whined, grabbing your phone. mikasa felt her face get hot again at your statement. she stared down at you for a while before you realized and looked back at her, it was now you realized how high her hand was on your thigh. you instinctively spread your legs apart, thigh hitting the back of the couch.
her hand just barely inched further up your thigh, thumb rubbing over your leg softly. mikasa's eyebrows scrunched together as she gulped and finally for the first time you could see the want in her eyes.
you eased up on your butt and brought your face close to hers. you didn't miss the way her grey eyes flickered down to your mouth and staying there for a while before leaning in to kiss you.
your eyes widened before you kissed her back too. she rest her hands on the side of your face, pressing her body onto yours as you leaned back on the chair arm. "i've been wanting this for so long" you whispered, pulling away. "you have?" she asked. "yeah i just thought you weren't into me" you shrugged. "you're bad at reading people." she laughed. "been wanting you for so fucking long" she kissed you again.
in no time her tongue was in your mouth, sliding across yours. your breath hitched when you felt her hand press against your throat and her knee pressing against your core.
she let go your lips, sucking on your bottom lip on her way to your neck. she licked down your neck stopping at your collarbone to press kisses and sucking on it, leaving small bruises.
you moved your hand to swipe your thumb over her nipple that was poking through her tank, making you swallow the moan that ripped out of her. you moved your hand under her shirt and squeezed into the plush of her tit.
you leaned up from the chair arm and lift her shirt up over head, ogling her boobs as they fell out of the thin fabric.
you ran your warm tongue over her pink nipple, looking up at her to see the way her face reddened. she put her hand through your hair while you sucked on her nipple, pulling and twisting the other one. "god that feels so good" she moaned, arching her chest into your face.
you continued before getting up and pulling her off the couch as well. you grabbed her hands and pulled her to your room with a smirk on your face. you threw your arms around her neck while she grabbed your face and pushed you onto the bed, landing on top of you. her bare chest pressed against yours, still clad in your dress. she reached for the hem of it and pulled it over your head, your turn for your boobs to fall out of your clothes.
"no bra? cant believe you were gonna give that bastard all this" she said before kissing your already swollen lips. you reached your hand down into her bottoms and pressed your fingers against her clit. you felt her mouth drop open as her eyes clenched tight.
she let out breathy moans as you worked your fingers over her. using the pads of your middle and ring finger to rub circles on her clit. you gently pushed her off you laying her down on the bed before tugging her shorts down, a string of slick connecting her cunt with her underwear.
you pushed your fingers pass her slit, curling them inside her. "mmf- feels so good y/n" she moaned out. you moved your thumb to rub on her clit while you drove your fingers inside her. you felt her jump at the added stimulation before biting into her lips so hard, blood was drawn. "fuck just like that~ keep going" she whined. you were one to follow orders so you pumped your fingers deep inside her while quickening your pace on her clit.
her chest rose and fell faster and her legs were beginning to shake, she closed her eyes tight before moaning out "i'm gonna cum y/n" "i know baby, look at me while you do" you smirked. seconds later she came on your fingers like flood gates broke and you brought your fingers up to your mouth sucking on her fluids.
you brought them back down to her cunt before shoving them in her mouth "taste yourself baby" you whispered, feeling her tongue swirl around them. you replaced your fingers with your mouth tasting the metallic flavor on her lips.
she pulled away for air "i wanna taste you" she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth with a smile. you smiled before flipping your body under hers in excitement. she licked down from your neck, stopping to lick and suck on your tits earning moans from you before she dug her fingers into the lace of your panties and dragging them down your legs.
she lifted your leg over her shoulder lining kisses down it before she reached your pussy. licked up your slit making you jump before she brought your hips back down shoving your cunt in her face.
she circled her tongue over your clit making you cry out a moan. "god mika that feels so fucking good~" you whimpered. she sucked your folds before pressing her tongue past them. the licking mixed with her sucking lips was driving you insane. "fuck mikasa! i'm gonna cum~" you moaned. your stomach felt warm before you reached your orgasm, sending your sticky fluids all over mikasa's tongue and lips.
she lapped every last drop up and swallowed it down. you got up to kiss her and she kissed you back before pushing you down on the pillows. "we're not done yet baby." she reached into the bottom drawer of your nightstand, grabbing the pink dildo she knew you owned.
your face felt hot seeing her holding it in her hands. she moved in front of you and spread your legs, lining it up with your hole. she pushed it past your entrance easing it inside you inch by inch, watching as your hole clenched around it. she pumped it in and out of you while you moaned out with arousal.
"you ever think of me when you fuck yourself? wishing it was me instead" she asked. "yes~" you moaned out, covering your face in embarrassment. "no baby, wanna see my best friend's pretty face while i fuck her~" she smirked, moving over you to suck on your tongue and bottom lip.
she used her thumb to rub over your clit while continuing to slam the dildo inside you, almost hitting your cervix. tears pricked your eyes as you wailed out. "fuck! oh my god! m'gonna cum"
"go ahead pretty baby." she said, kissing you again. you could hardly contain yourself so it was mostly just you moaning into her mouth until you came again. you rest your hands on her shoulders as you properly kissed her, moving to rub your hands through her hair.
you stayed like that for a minute before she leaned up and pulled the dildo out of you, watching as your cum pooled out of your hole.
mikasa got up and left the room while you sat there and thought about if that really just happened. she came back into the room, holding your now cleaned dildo before putting it back in your nightstand.
she smiled at your disheveled fucked out state, hair once in a bun now falling at your shoulders struggling to stay in the rubber bands. "you wanna take a shower?" she asked you. you nod your head and eased on to your shaking legs. she held your waist on the way to the bathroom before turning on the water.
you put on your shower cap before getting in behind her.
"you wanna sleep in my bed tonight?" you asked her as you dried off. "yeah" she kissed you. you got dressed in a pair of old boxers and a t shirt before moisturizing your skin. you heard your door open and smiled seeing mikasa come into the room in a new pair of boy shorts and a t shirt.
you threw your arms around her neck and pressed your lips on hers in a quick peck. "i could seriously get used to that" she smiled. you turned off your lamp and crawled into your bed with her. you tangled your legs between hers as you kept your arms wrapped around each other.
"i really like you y/n. like so much" she smiled. "i like you too mikasa, a lot. for a while now actually" you smiled. she smiled before kissing you again.
your eyes felt droopy and you fell asleep in the crook of mikasa's neck listening to her soft breathing and the city noise outside.
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megistusdiary · 10 months
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Hi again LMAO
Can i request a gentle dom sampo eating out reader to help her destress from her studies??👉👈
i hope he comes home to you soon😔😔
With love, Cait Someone you dont know
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omg hey ~ 🤭 sorry i disappeared for a few days there, everyone. chemistry is hard ‼️
i also hope sampo comes home. i saw his attack recently with the chocolate box or whatever and also his wink....panties? dropped.
wouldn't it be nice to have someone come relieve all the stress from studying... also this turned out long bc plot
gentle-dom!sampo x fem!(anatomy/pronouns) reader
warnings: 18+ content, minors dni!
oral (reader receiving), praise, sampo asking natasha for sex advice, gripping the hips (real), sampo is stronger than reader (enough to hold you still 😏), fluff and some after-care at the end!
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"guess who's here?~" sampo called out, pushing the door closed with his hip and kicking his shoes off to the side.
when you didn't respond immediately, sampo tossed his hair to the side, taking in a deep breath. "i said, 'guess who's here?' it's a real surprise!" sampo grinned, sneaking around the corner towards the couch.
he jumped out, eyebrows furrowing when he realized you weren't sitting (even sleeping!) there. aeons...
sampo called out again for you before he heard frustrated paper crumpling from your room. "aha!"
sampo came barreling in, pushing your door open and scaring the shit out of you when you saw his shadow before you saw him.
the way you nearly jumped out of your skin had him doubling over. "that's right! it's me, the amazing, sampo koski! and i brought you," he paused to reveal a singular ruby-red rose, "a gift!"
it took him a moment to realize what was going on before he faltered, seeing crumpled up papers at your feet and books stacked a mile high on your desk.
"you're still studying? it's after dinner time. have you eaten yet?" sampo suddenly kneeled down next to you, laying the rose on your desk in favor of taking your hands instead.
"sampo, it's fine, i'm fine! really-"
"not acceptable!" he shook his head, wagging a finger in your face and pulling you up.
"i'm really not hungry, i just need to finish this."
you could see sampo pouting as you slumped back into the chair.
"won't you at least take a break and spend some time with me?" sampo whined when he sat back down by your feet, leaning his chin on your thigh.
"you're not a puppy."
"but aren't i as cute as one?" he gave you the biggest eyes he could manage, watching your lips quirk up as you shook your head at him.
"okay, okay." you turned to gather all your papers in a stack, standing up and kicking your failed notes into a pile. before you could pick them up, sampo was already collecting them in his arms.
"allow me!" he smiled up at you, dumping everything into the bin beside your bed.
"helpful and sweet, how did i get so lucky?" you mused, sitting on your bed, patting the spot next to you.
sampo, taking liberties, of course, flopped onto your bed on his stomach, rolling to rest his head on your lap. you carded your fingers through his hair, feeling him snuggle further into your thigh.
"what's got you so worked up anyways?" he questioned as you sighed deeply.
"school stuff. i've been studying some of these concepts for hours, but it doesn't even matter. i still don't get it."
"why don't you let me take your mind off of it for a little?" sampo suggested, looking up at you with a cheeky smirk as you scoffed at him.
"don't even-"
"i'm being one-hundred percent serious!" he rushed to sit up, almost knocking you in the jaw. "come on! let me make you feel good~"
"okay-" within seconds, sampo had you resting against the pillows on your bed, already peeling off your shorts. "woah, someone's eager."
"i've been thinking about this all day. you know, i was asking natasha about this stuff and i really think i've got the hang of it now."
your eyes widened, processing exactly what he meant. "sampo, have you been telling natasha about our sex life?"
sampo froze, fingers hovering over the waistband of your panties. "...was i not supposed to? you don't have anything to worry about! miss natasha is a doctor, after all."
you groaned, covering your face with embarrassment.
"i promise it'll feel good." sampo tugged your underwear down. you watched him fling the piece of cloth somewhere across the room, spreading your thighs and holding them down against you.
you felt shy, face heating up as he exposed you completely. he leaned down, hair tickling your thighs as he kissed your clit tenderly. your hands moved down, gripping his hair when he slid his tongue across your pussy.
little noises slipped out from your lips as he circled your clit, sucking on it gently every so often. mumbles of his name and whines came out as you shifted around, though to no avail beneath sampo's iron grip.
"good, so good-" sampo groaned into you, feeling you shiver from the vibrations.
you felt his tongue prod at your hole, circling around and collecting the slick, pressing in and feeling you clench around his tongue. your thighs trembled beneath his hands, feeling him holding you down firmly.
he moved back up to play with your clit, using the tip of his tongue to trace out the letters of his name and then yours as your soft moans turned into more breathy whimpers and cries.
he pressed you down further, exposing your pussy more for him as he breathed heavily against you, fingers twitching against your skin. "you're pretty like this. i like it when you're relaxed and enjoying yourself. you deserve a break." he cooed into you, trailing wet and messy kisses across your thighs.
"you think so?" you laughed, wiping the tears from the corners of your eyes.
"mhm," he nodded against you. "working too hard."
"oh- i'm sorry!" your hands pulled at his hair, hips jumping up against his grip when he played with you just right, pulling you closer against his lips.
your hearing began to turn fuzzy as you stared up at the ceiling, eyes fluttering shut as he mumbled something against you again, feeling vibrations course through your body as your orgasm built. "please..." you muttered, moving one hand up to grip the sheets as he sped up his actions.
sampo kept going, doing exactly what miss natasha told him to. he trusted her fully, glad that he went to her for guidance as you trembled underneath him now. he liked seeing you like this, away from your work and enjoying yourself for once. you were too cute, he thought to himself.
as soon as your orgasm hit, you twisted your fingers into your hair, riding it out as he collected the dripping slick from your hole.
you relaxed onto the bed, twisting your body when he continued to lap at your pussy. "sampo- hey, no more, ah-" you lightly batted at the crown of his head, feeling him pull away reluctantly.
"so...was it good?"
you laughed, feeling exhausted as your eyes closed against your will. "yeah...really good.."
sampo grinned, leaving briefly to grab a damp cloth, cleaning you up before depositing you into your bed. "a little nap is good once in a while." he decided aloud.
he tapped your shoulder quickly, watching you tiredly open your eyes. "i'm going to go get you something to eat. you stay here and sleep a little, okay?"
"don't have to tell me twice." you mumbled, rolling over and burying yourself into your blankets, drifting off into a peaceful, dream-filled sleep.
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httpiastri · 3 months
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Jackieeee my most favourite-est person ever <33333
i was having a look-see through your prompts for your 1.5k celly (ive forgotten if i’ve said congrats already but if i haven’t, CONGRATULATIONS MY LOVE YOU DESERVE IT SO SO MUCH) and i was wondering if you’d do a Santa Tell Me with Clement and a combination of “you don’t have to be so gentle. i won’t break, you know” and - moving hair away from their face.
i think it’d be really cute idk 🥰
MUAH<3
- shy little embrose from the discord lmao
embrose! my darling!! 🥺💘 thank you so much for your kind words, you're so sweet omg :(( and thank you for requesting! i altered the prompt a little, hope that's okay <3 have a good day sweetheart! and happy new year!!!
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"i have never seen a worse dancer than marcus," lissie says from next to you, nodding off towards the dance floor. when your eyes follow hers, you can barely hold back the laughter that wants to slip past your lips. it's quite clear that marcus and clement are racing drivers, and james is an insurance broker, not professional dancers.
it's easy to tell that none of them are exactly sober, though you're not sure if their moves would've been that much better if they hadn't been as intoxicated. at least they're enjoying themselves, you think to yourself, taking a small sip out of the glass in your hand.
"i wouldn't say either one of them is better than the other," alice pipes up, nudging lissie's shoulder with her own. "doesn't marcus want to join dancing with the stars, though?"
"yeah, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't get voted off instantly."
as if they heard about your discussions, the boys soon stumble back to your table. they're all cackling about something james just said, and clement has a big grin plastered on his face when he flops down in the seat next to you. you cock a questioning eyebrow to him, but he merely shakes his head, one of his hands reaching down to take one of yours. he gives you a gentle squeeze, eyes shifting back to james who's suddenly in the middle of telling some kind of story about a guy on the dance floor.
clement's touch is innocent, and he means no harm. as always, he has good intentions; he wants you to feel comfortable at all times. the thing is, you do feel comfortable – but his soft touches and gentle caresses are not enough.
it's especially easy to feel jealous when his friends and their girlfriends are around, showing off how comfortable they are in public. james and alice have been going out for ages, so pda is never a big deal for them. even marcus and lissie will disappear into a dark corner of a club every once in a while, only to reappear with swollen lips and occasionally a few poorly covered lovebites on their skin.
but clement? always so soft, always so delicate. too soft, too delicate.
behind closed doors, it's a different story. when it's just him and you, he's got no problems being rougher and showing you just how much he wants you. but when you're out in public, even a tiny kiss on your lips is highly uncommon. it all originates in his need to take care of you, to make sure he never does anything wrong – he would hate himself if he ever did something you disapproved of in public. so instead, he always holds back, even though he sometimes wishes he didn't.
the thought is sweet, and you're so grateful to be dating a man who cares so much about your feelings. but you do wish he would... do more.
you aren't sure how to tell him about this, though. it's something you've thought about a lot, but a good time for the conversation just never seems to appear.
when clement looks over at you from james, he notices how your expression has changed. from the bubbly exterior you usually show off to a slightly more gloomy look, and he frowns. he leans down towards you, his mouth brushing your ear as he whispers. "everything okay?"
when he leans back and sees you nodding, a soft smile spreads over his lips. his hand reaches for your face, taking it in his palm and letting his thumb run over the skin of your cheek. his other hand brushes away a few stray hairs that have fallen into your face, and...
there it is again. that light touch, the gentleness.
now or never, you think to yourself.
"hey," you say, catching him off guard. he raises his eyebrows. "you don't have to be so gentle just because we're with friends, you know."
clement's mouth drops open, and then he closes it again. and then opens and drops again. his eyebrows furrow and he looks deep in thought, blinking a few times before finally speaking. "what?"
you let out a groan. "just kiss me properly, you muppet."
he doesn't need to hear anything else. he captures your lips instantly, kissing you like his life depends on it. the hand that was on your cheek just seconds ago has reached down to the back of your neck, pushing you further into him as his thumb runs along the front of your throat. a sound escapes from your mouth and he feels the vibrations as he swallows it, hearing it loud and clear in his head despite the loud music. it's like you're in your own bubble now, completely unknowing of the dancing and music around you, and of how your friends have all stopped to watch you with raised eyebrows.
it's nothing unique per se – you've gone much further than this before – but in this context, it's new. out in the wild, in front of strangers, right before your friends. it's strange, but exciting.
when you eventually pull away, your arms have draped over his shoulders and you've moved so close that your legs are practically on top of his. your eyes flutter closed again when clement's hot breath fans over your face, both of you trying to catch your breaths.
suddenly, a loud cheer erupts from your side as james starts hollering and clapping his hands. marcus soon joins in, his wolf-whistles loud enough to probably be heard all the way across the club, and you lean forward to hide your reddening face in clement's shoulder. you forgot that this would be the consequence of your actions...
but then again, it was worth it. definitely.
clement wraps his arms around your waist, chest bouncing with laughter. "good on you, mate," james yells, and you can practically hear the smirk on his lips. "is this the first time you guys have kissed, or-"
"shut up."
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beiq2y · 1 year
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OMG, GOTTA SAY I LOVE UR HC, thank u for that!! would love to see another sae's headcanon from your POV or just sae being whipped in general /jk
HELLO OMGG THANKU SM FOR THIS REQ!! I saw ur reblog and i love ur mind sm?? It was literally exactly what i had in mind for him😭 The moment i saw this i literally dashed to write and i finished this in like an hour at 12am i was so excited stop. Also ik u said headcanons but i couldn’t help myself HE’S SO 😍 hope u enjoy this too!!
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SAE ITOSHI CUDDLING HEADCANONS¡! ❞
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-> based off my prev sae headcanon here
-> warnings - a bit steamy? Idk they kiss and i describe it HAHAH. Sae is so down bad, also horrible attempts of humour by me
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; gosh where do i begin,,
; HE IS DEFO AN “i hate everyone but you” TYPA GUY
; he loves lying on top of you, forget whether you’re half or even twice his size, my man will just plop himself on top of u
; he is so done w all his teammates i swear
; absolute MENACE.
; rants about each of his teammates in such detail you wonder how he even managed to focus on football with the time he must’ve spent wishing he could murder his teammates
; he probably rests his face on your chest and when there is that ONE particular teammate, he snuggles his face into the crook of your neck and groans
; pls pat his head and just smile and nod when he does that
; try to defend any of his teammates I DARE YOU.
; “what do you mean that wasn’t really his fault?? Are you implying he doesn’t actually deserve to accidentally stumble into a razor and get his hair shaved off??”
; he can't stay angry at you tho.. he may even actually consider taking that guy off his “top 1000 men i wish would fall into a hole” list
; ANYW PLS SHUT HIM UP I SWEAR
; all it takes is for you to caress his face and a slight kiss on his forehead for my man to completely forget everything gosh
; he blushes. 
; It doesn’t matter how many times you’ve gone through this exact routine, he becomes the same shade as his hair and buries his face in ur neck it’s so cute stop😭
; after a while he does come back to kiss you again tho, but my man is honestly so down horrendous it’s crazy
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Sae itoshi’s favourite part of the day was when he could finally go home.
Not because he could finally take a nice warm shower or because he could finally get his well-deserved sleep - no, none of that. 
More than anything, it’s because he knew that was where you would be waiting for him.
 You, who would without a doubt be waiting for him on your shared bed, a warm smile flitting across your face when he makes his appearance. You, who would welcome him with open arms, the words “welcome home” sounding like honey to him when they came out of your mouth. And finally you, who made his life just a little bit easier when you were around, his eyes lighting up the moment he spots you. He tries his best not to show it of course, but the way the corners of his lips perk up never fails to escape your gaze, a small giggle falling from your lips.
And with that, sae is quick to be by your side. He holds himself back just the right amount to ensure he doesn’t hurt you with the way he flops onto you. With a deep sigh, he finally lets go off all the tension he’s been holding in, all the stress and pressure dissipating with your touch. 
Well, certainly not all of them that’s for sure. 
He slowly but surely wraps his arms around your body, pulling you close as he snuggles closer to you, while you brace yourself for the worst. 
“Hi love,” he mutters, looking up to face you from where he lies on your chest. “Today wasn’t that bad. Well, it could’ve been better if that idiot-“
Ah, there he goes again. 
His daily venting session.
Maybe it was just a sae itoshi thing, but somehow, without fail, this man always managed to have something new to rant about every. Single. Day.
If it wasn’t guy A it would be guy B. If it wasn’t guy B, it would be guy C, and hell, sometimes it would be all of them. Really, no one was safe from the venomous words of sae itoshi. 
Oh well, everyone but you of course.
But even if you were saved from his harsh words, it didn’t necessarily mean that you particularly enjoyed hearing him rant about others. And as such, you slowly bring your hand up to his face, and with a gentle caress, you relish in the way he almost instantly shuts his mouth, all previous complaints dying down in his throat, his raging flame of anger being reduced to a small simmering flame. 
In a final attempt to put out the fire inside him, you brings your lips to his forehead, the flame instantly reduced to embers. 
However, it isn’t long before another flame surfaces, sae’s cheeks being dusted a bright red as he buries his face in the crook of your neck. It isn’t long before he pushes himself up on his arms however, caging you beneath him as he begins. First, a kiss to the forehead. Second, a small peck of his lips to your right cheek, and then the left. Third, his lips travel to your eyelids, forcing them to close with the gentle touch. And finally, he presses his lips to yours. You can feel yourself slowly melt into him, hands wrapping around his neck in an attempt to pull him closer, to feel more of him. 
After a while, he pulls away to breathe, all thoughts of his irritating teammates being washed away, replaced with only you, you and you.
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quitealotofsodapop · 26 days
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TMKATI AU Wukong accidently spawning pig ears every now and then. Only seems to happen when around Pigsy for extended periods of time or when he's looking for dad flavored validation. Pigsy at first thinks he's being mocked and complains to his husband. Tang subtly asks Wukong about the ears in private just to find out Wu had NO IDEA he was doing it! Pigsy is crying. Years later, after Wu finally found out it was happening and actively tries not to bc thats embarrassing, he texts Pigsy an unsteady photo of little MK messing with his hair in a mirror oblivious to being watched, trying to shape a second ear with gel he found. Child is frustrated. Caption: "What the baby doin???"
Another photo of MK noticing his audience and lighting up. Caption: "Hold on, he's asking for help"
Last photo, half an hour later. Both Wukong and MK are in the photo. MK in his dad's lap with Wu's head on top of his, both beaming at the camera. Both sporting fuzzy "pig ears." Wukong's are the manifested ears from before, MK's are his natural bang and a second ear sculpted with hair and gel. Caption: "He didn't understand why he was the only one to 'inhawit' anything from Dadsy and why he was missing an 'ear', so we fixed it lol :P"
Pigsy is INCONSOLABLE
omg, Wukong's limited shapeshifting abilities manifesting when he's in an emotional state/mood is so based.
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I feel like shapeshifting is *not* uncommon among demons, many use it to appear "more human" and fit in, or to hide blemishes or injury, or even just to fit inside buildings. But the side of it thats effected by the user's emotions is not 100% well known. It's like only seeing experts in sports or games, you have a hard time telling whats "Hard" or a "Beginner" move.
I'm imagining Pigsy and "Wu" cleaning up after a very busy and stressful day (first time Wu has ever handled a rush hour), and they're just chilling when a convo like this occurs;
Pigsy (wiping down the kitchen): "You didn't screw up." Wu, sweeping: "Huh?" Pigsy: "For someone who hasn't worked in the service industry for a long time, you did really good today. I'm proud of you." Wu, quietly smiling: "Thanks..." Wu: (*suddenly shapeshifts a pair of pig's ears*) Pigsy, confused: "Tf?? Was that intentional? Whatever, he's weird enough already." ₍ •̀ ⚇•́₎
Later he mentions it to Tang, a little offended thinking Wu could have been mocking him, only for the scholar to point something out;
Tang: "Wait. You said he spawned pig ears when you told him you were proud of him?" Pigsy: "Yeah! He didn't even comment on it or nothin'! He just finished cleaning, still with the ears on!" Tang, thinking: "Well it's said that demons who use shapeshifting a lot can glitch out when they feel strong emotions." Pigsy (rarely uses shapeshifting): "Huh?" Tang: "Yeah. You telling Wu that you were proud of him probably meant a lot to him, and his magic responded by trying to mimic you." Pigsy: "Why??" Tang, shrugging: "I dunno. The article I read said it most often occurs in interspecies adoption since kids want to *be* like their parents and- Piggy are you crying?!" Pigsy: (*emotional at the realisation that Wu likely sees him as a father figure and/or role model*) "No." (*Lie*)
Macaque witnesses Wukong do this one day and just snickers. Him and Nezha are just quietly betting on how long it'll take for Wukong to even notice that his normal monkey ears now have a permanent "flop" to them, like a pig's ear.
At least until Nezha looks at himself in a mirror and notices that his regular tiny red face markings have spread into a suspiciously familiar... heart-shape. He clams up about any emotional shapeshifting after that.
I am just adoring the phone scenario with MK thinking his hair bang was him inheriting Pigsy's ears, it's so cute! X3
And the baby isn't shy about shapeshifting either. Pigsy and Wukong were super-confused when they went into the resturant one day and saw a little brown piglet standing there - only to both scream with amazement/pride when they realised that MK had manifested his first ever *full* transformation.
On the flip-side Macaque has been accidentally spawning fox ears and extra tails for centuries since his biggest parental figure was Jiuweihuli - who like her title indicates, is a nine tailed fox. He mostly has it under control, but the extras tend to "pop out" when he's being very catty or mischievious.
The vixen warns Macaque about flagrantly shapeshifting or "You'll get stuck like that" as any mother does like to a kid pulling a silly face.
When MK is born with three tails (like his kaiju form), Jiuweihuli smugly declares herself correct - after sobbing with joy after meeting her adoptive grandbaby.
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w2soneshots · 2 months
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Suprise -W2S
Words: 0.6k+
Warnings: pregnancy.
In which you and Harry enjoy your baby moon.
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Me and Harry held out on announcing my pregnancy online and weren't sure how to do it but it was getting difficult to hide it in videos so we spontaneously decided to announce it while we were on our baby moon in the Bahamas. We told both of our family's and all of our friends almost 2 months ago. All of the girls cried, JJ started contemplating his life and Ethan was very excited to finally have another dad in the group.
Today is the 4th day of our week long trip. When I woke up Harry was nowhere to be found. I got up, slid on one of the two white, fluffy dressing gowns that were hung up in the wardrobe and headed down stairs. "Harry?!" I called out through the villa. "In here!" He called out from the kitchen. I walked into the room and was immediately hit with the smell of bacon and eggs. "Omg, that smells incredible!" I said taking a seat on one of the stools facing Harry. "I was gonna bring you breakfast In bed." he sighed while plating up our food. "It's the thought that counts, plus I wouldn't want to get food on those white sheets and have to pay a cleaning tax." I said. he laughed.
Once we finished our food we went upstairs to get ready because we're spending the rest of the day at the beach. Harry got dressed while I brushed my hair and slicked it back into a ponytail. I put on my black swimsuit and a matching cover up then slipped on some flip flops. Once I was ready I grabbed my beach bag and towel the went downstairs to meet Harry who is sat scrolling through his phone on the couch. "Im done." I said and he quickly got up.
When we got to the beach we picked a slightly shaded spot and set down all of our things. Harry left me for 5 minutes to grab some ice cream while I lay scrolling through instagram when I got a FaceTime call from Faith. "Hey!" I said after I answered. "Hi! I just wanted to check on you. How's the holiday going?" She asked. "Great, Harry's just gone to get some ice cream." I said with a smile. "Omg, I'm so jealous it looks so hot there." she said. "Ye maybe a little too hot." I said fanning myself. She laughed and then said "I remember when I was pregnant with Olive I was always so hot." just as she finished her sentence Harry returned with the ice creams and sat down next to me on his towel. "Well, I'll love you and leave you. Have fun, bye!" she said. I smiled and replied "bye!" then blew a kiss to the screen.
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Me and Harry spent a few hours sat relaxing on the beach when we decided to head back to the villa to get ready for dinner. We took a shower and Harry got changed while I dried my hair, curled it, put on a little bit of makeup and got into my dress.
"You look beautiful." Harry said when I walked down the stairs. He walked up to me and placed one of his hands on my stomach then gave me a kiss. I smiled and we left. When we arrived at the little restaurant we were taken to a table and given menus. "This all sounds amazing!" I said while my eyes scanned the piece of paper. Once I decided we ordered our food.
"Mmmm" I mumbled with a mouthful of pasta. Harry smiled "I love you so much."
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greencways · 6 months
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Fic Name: Sick Day
Pairing: Jennifer Jareau x Reader
Words: 709
Warnings: None, reader is sick (temperature raspy voice, cough, zero vomit!)
One Shot or Multiple Chapter: One Shot
Content: Reader is sick and JJ looks after her!
A/N: enjoy
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"Hey" JJ shook you awake gently "wake up honey we're gonna be late for work"
"Hmm?" you stirred sleepily.
"It's 7am we need to get up now babe" JJ leaned down to grab your hands to pull you out of bed.
"Your hands are freezing JJ" you flinched.
"No they're-" she stopped in the middle of her sentence as she realized it wasn't her hands who felt off "you feeling okay?" she asked as she started feeling your head.
"Yeah I'm fine" you said with a raspy voice and a slight splutter.
"You're very hot" JJ answered.
"Yes I know JJ but now is-" you started.
"I am talking about your temperature omg."
You and JJ laughed.
"Honey, you are sick though, I'm calling Hotch and I'm staying here with you" JJ offered.
"Wha- Im- no- you have to go to work Jayje" you cracked a smile.
"It's a paperwork day, plus they'll be fine without me for one day" JJ smiled as she used one hand to tuck your hair behind your ears and one hand to call your boss.
"Wait don't leave" you smiled to your girlfriend.
"You have a fever sweetheart, of course I'm not going anywhere?" she felt your temperature again.
"You'll get sick if you come too close" you warned.
"Guess I'll take that chance" she smiles as she leaned down to kiss you "I'm right here" JJ smiled "are you tired? you can go to sleep" JJ whispered as she got through to Hotch at the same time "go to sleep honey I'll be back in a second, okay?" she smiles and tucked your hair behind your ears again and squeezed your hand once.
"I'm not even tired" you yawned at the same time, making JJ laugh slightly.
Your eyes followed JJ as she left the room, you breathed a heavy sigh and tried to fall asleep.
10 minutes later as you finally managed to get some sleep JJ came back with green tea and some medicine.
"Sit up for me baby, just for a second so you can take your medicine" JJ's voice came out just above a whisper.
You groaned as you lifted yourself up "You're too good to me Jennifer" you croaked.
"No" she smiled as she bit her lip and tried to change the subject "Youre so cute when you're sick" she giggled as she held up the cup of tea for you to drink, your face crinkled into a disgusted look as you sipped your tea right after your meditation "I know it's nasty, but I need you to take it anyway" she nodded to the tea which you now pushed away.
"You need me to take it huh" your voice croaked.
"Hmm" JJ tried her best to hide her laugh.
"Well I need you to cuddle with me, right now" you cutely demanded.
"Well, how am I supposed to say no to that cute face" JJ laughed as she slowly flopped onto the bed, you held out out hand to stroke JJ's hair in front of you. "I should be doing this to you" JJ smiled up at you.
"Would you just come up here?" you smiled at JJ as you pulled her up closer to your chest which made you and JJ laugh at the same time.
"Do you want to watch anything?" JJ leaned over to get the remote.
"Come back" you groaned "It's cold without you" JJ looked back and jokingly scowled at you "Brooklyn nine nine" you muttered under your breath.
"That's much better" JJ nodded as you finally answered her question, she smiled to herself as she lifted the covers for her to get underneath to cuddle with you, running her fingers though your hair as you watched the show.
"How are you feeling?" JJ asked a couple of minutes into the show as rested her chin on my head after she kissed it.
"Better now that you are here thanks Jayje" you turned your neck to face her and kiss her. "Wait You're gonna get sick" you worried.
"It's okay Y/N don't worry" she smiled.
"You're very comfortable" you said as you leaned against her.
"Thank you honey, I love you" JJ smiled.
"I love you too" you smiled back.
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onlyseokmins · 2 years
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Currently thinking about good little church boy Shua who waits for marriage but you make it so hard for him (hehe literally) you always look so pretty in your Sunday dresses and helping with the little kids he just wants you. So once you two do get married he wants to fuck you anywhere and everywhere. All. The. Time.
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Ngl I woke up at 7am w/ 4 hrs of sleep, read shua!church boy 👀 and flopped back to sleep BUT now that I'm wide awake and actually read it I'm like omfkgkdooeoeoeoe this is so Joshua??? Haven't stopped thinking abt this all morning tbh &lt;3
NAUR bc I think it'd be sooo cute how in love with you he is and also you're not even trying to seduce him. Seriously. You love and respect your boyfriend-turned-fiancé and how could you refuse when those sparkly does eyes when he asked if you'd help with the Sunday school class and nursery at the local church. Nevertheless his heart (and cock lol) can't help but swell at the way the children flock to you. Tugging at the hem of your dress so you can lean down and let them whisper their tiny secrets that seem so big to them in your ear. When you see him approaching, you're all smiles, taking his hand in yours as the children dance around and giggle at "big adult relationships" and Joshua thinks he's the luckiest man in the _world 😉
But you're soooo right omg. He'd be insatiable. Holy shit. Once he gets a taste of the heaven between your legs and your body against his, oh boy. Making memories now means making love as well. Your friends know better than to look for you if you're missing (Seungcheol found you in his sister's bed... It was all a total misunderstanding don't worry). They don't fail to tease you though. Because even if the intention is pure, Joshua absolutely can't keep his hands off of you - whether it's an arm wrapped around your shoulder, his hand on your waist, fingers intertwined together - he's gonna have you close.
He's also really sentimental. Revisiting all the places you've had your dates before you were married. But this time - he wants to add to the delicate memories with sinful actions.
Instead of bobbing for apples, you're kneeling on his jacket in the ferris wheel as it approaches the top, his cock deep down your throat. You're sure the operator doesn't believe Joshua's story of you getting sick but that's what it'll have to be.
Common courtesy entails that Joshua cannot fuck you on the picnic benches where he bought you ice cream after your first date. But he can slide his long fingers into you in his car, licking them clean afterward and saying you're even tastier than the sweet chocolate flavor.
He's also not a fan of actually fucking in the church... But no one said the parking lot didn't count. Joshua loves car sex ig fjkdks. Pulling into the empty lot at night, grabbing at your hips, and seating you right on his cock. That night he's even a little more insatiable, fully cumming inside you (with your permission ofc) TWICE and makes sure you take in every single drop.
Perhaps the way his mind drifts to Sunday mornings (lololol) of you surrounded by the kids mixed with the lustful haze of you begging him to fill you up riles him up more than he'd like to admit. But if the two of you do decide to have some little one of your own, it may have been because of that night 🤭
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tonberry-yoda · 1 year
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Can you do maybe a fluffy short fic about Alastor with an S/O who is really hard worker and is a bit of a perfectionist. One night he pulls them away from working, cleaning, or being productive in some way for a relaxing evening with some cuddles.🥺
OMG HI!!!! This was so fun to write and literally so cute frrrrr! Thank you so much for the request anon and I really hope you enjoy!
Late Night Cuddles - Alastor
Pairing - Alastor x reader
Warnings - none!!
Word Count - 424
Notes - thanks again because this one is so soft and i literally love it!!! i love alastor so to get to write this was so much fun! have a great day anon and dont forget to stay hydrated!!
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“Hi Al, I'm home.” You sighed, walking into the house, feeling nothing but exhausted.
“Hello dear!” Alastor exclaimed, getting up from his spot to lay a soft kiss on your knuckles. “How was your day?”
You smiled softly, wrapping your arms around the radio demon. “It was good. Busy though.”
He chuckled in the crook of your neck, pulling you closer. “Well I think this calls for a break then.”
You looked up and noticed that the whole hotel was a mess. “Uhm… a break might have to wait, Alastor. The hotel kinda looks like shit right now, so I would like to do some cleaning first.”
“But-”
“Have you seen this place?” You pulled out of the hug and began sweeping the floor which was covered in confetti and crayons thanks to Angel Dust, no doubt. “It;s pretty bad. I'll be in bed soon, promise.”
“Alright,” Alastor said skeptically, giving you a side glance. “As long as you promise to be in bed in no less than half an hour.”
“Promise.” You smiled at Alastor, but he was still skeptical.
“You better.”
Alastor went up to bed and stared at the ceiling for what felt like hours waiting for you. He loved that you were so driven to get things done, but did you really have to do it all the time?
He rushed downstairs, still seeing you cleaning the hotel, yawning.
“You said thirty minutes, love.” Alastor said, pulling you over his shoulder.
“Wait Alastor I-”
“It was a promise, dear. We don't break promises, do we now?”
You just crossed your arms as Alastor carried you up the stairs and to your room. He tackled you onto the bed and pressed kisses up and down your face. “Don't you know when to take a break, darling?”
You just giggled, unable to focus on what he was saying as he was pressing soft little kisses all over your face and neck.
“You must be so tired, dear.” Alastor pulled away from kissing you and pouted.
“I'm a little tired, Al.” You flopped down on the bed and pulled Alastor over to you, who immediately cuddled you in his arms.
“Don't work too hard. You have a lovely partner to take care of.”
You just smiled, tucking Alastor’s hair behind his ear. “Alright. This time I'll keep my promise.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” Alastor pulled you close and pressed a kiss onto your forehead before fully encasing you in cuddles.
Needless to say, you had the best night's sleep ever.
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chaseadrian · 2 years
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omg nina! how about “permission to lean in?” “permission granted.” please? with steve bc we know he’s an idiot (affectionate) thank you!!!
hi theo!!! ghfdj this is a cute one omg
send me one + a st character
don’t scoff at me
word count: 1.5k pairing: steve harrington/gn!reader summary: steve scoffs, and you don't appreciate it. a/n: reader is like kind of dramatic in this, fair warning. if there’s gendered language in this when referring to reader please let me know!! <33
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Steve always let you or Robin pick the movies. He never had a vested interest in the actual movie, it was more about the three of you crowded onto the couch, flinging popcorn at each other and making jokes.
Tonight it was just you and Steve, however, after Robin rushed into Family Video, slapping her hands down on the counter to draw your attention. She had a date, and she was nearly pulling her hair out as she recounted the tale of spilled coffee, rushed apologies, offers to buy dinner as a consolation.
So it was you and Steve on the couch, a bowl of popcorn between you two, in the space Robin usually occupied.
"Can't believe Robin got a date. Out of the three of us, she's the one with plans on a Friday night." Steve grabbed a handful of popcorn, bringing it to his mouth and sticking his tongue out, grabbing one piece at a time with the tip of his tongue like a frog.
You started throwing popcorn up in the air to catch, missing most of them, "You telling me you couldn't have rustled up a date for tonight if you tried?"
"I mean I could've, but I'm kinda over the whole hook up scene right now." He took a swig of his soda, cringing at the carbonation, "It's overwhelming after awhile."
"Sure, yeah, right. Totally get that." Your voice dry, you kept yourself focused on the popcorn in the air, no matter how many times it hit you in the nose or how jarring the scoff from Steve's mouth was.
He shoved the last few pieces of popcorn from his hand into his mouth and crossed his arms, slouching down on the couch.
You let the movie continue for several minutes—fidgeting in your seat, twiddling your thumbs, finishing off your can of soda—before speaking up again.
"Why did you scoff?"
Steve looked over at you, scratching the tip of his nose, eyebrows furrowing, "What?"
"Earlier, I agreed with you about hooking up and you like, scoffed at me."
"Oh, I dunno, instinct or something." He started sorting through the popcorn, picking out the kernels with the least grease.
"Hm." You leaned against the arm of the couch, setting your head in your hands.
He paused, looking up at you again, "Wait, are you mad about that?"
You rolled your eyes, "Well, ugh, I mean, do I not look like someone who can get a date?"
"No!"
You recoiled.
"I mean yes! You just don't—" He set the popcorn down on the floor, sliding into the middle cushion and turning to face you, one leg crossed over the other as his elbow rested atop the back cushion, "You don't hook up."
"I could hook up! I could hook up a lot, you don't know what I do. It's unfair of you to assume." You didn't know why this bothered you so much, why Steve seeing you as this sexless...thing was grating your brain so much.
He cocked his head at you, a smirk playing on his lips, "Seriously, c'mon."
You forced a frown, staring at him from under your brows, "Okay, yeah, fine, I don't hook up. Whatever." You pointed at him, "But I could if I wanted to!"
Steve raised his hands, "I'm not arguing that point!"
"Good." You flopped back against the couch.
"Good!" He followed suit, facing himself forward, his shoulder settling against yours.
The two of you sat there with your eyes on the screen for several more minutes, flickering glances every other minute. Neither of you moved, save for the anxious kick of Steve's ankle that kept stopping and starting and stopping and starting and stopping again every time he noticed you glancing at him.
"Wonder how Robin's date is going." He said, still looking forward.
"Yeah. Wonder if they're gonna hook up."
"Oh my god!" He turned towards you again, covering his face with his hands and pushing his hair up.
"You started it!" You matched his posture, pulling a leg up underneath you.
"I just scoffed! On accident! I didn't mean anything by it!"
"Oh come on, Steve. You scoffed at literally the idea of me hooking up with someone. That's so rude!” 
“No! I scoffed at the idea of someone hooking up with you!” 
You knitted your brows together, eyes flicking around trying to make sense of what that could even mean, “What’s the difference!” 
“Because you shouldn’t be hooking up with just any rando on the street!” He stood up, situating a hand on his hip and gesturing with the other, “You should be hooking up with someone who cares about you! A lot of guys, a—and probably girls, would take advantage of you!” 
You glared up at him, “Isn’t that the point of a hookup?! You do it all the time!” You put on your best Steve voice, “Pinocchio knew life was better without strings, and so do I.’ You literally say that every other Friday.” 
“Well now I want the strings! And you should too!” 
He pointed at you, and you stood up to match him, frustration bubbling in your chest, “Well maybe I don’t want them! Maybe I just want to feel attractive and desirable.”
Steve rubbed a hand over his forehead as you spoke. 
"And it feels like shit that my best friend would scoff at even the notion that I could have that! Or—or that I would want that!” 
“Because you already have it with me!” He threw his arms up, freezing when he realized what he said, crossing his arms again, his gaze falling down as he muttered, “Y’know if you...if you want it.” 
You stood just as frozen in place as he was, mouth hanging open, dumbfounded by the confession. But a confession of what? 
Feelings? Attraction? Did Steve want you the same way he wanted other people, or was he serious about the strings? 
“What?” You asked, expression still stuck in anger. 
He looked at you, his mouth changing shape as he started and abandoned several thoughts before finally settling on, “Nothing!” He pulled a hand away from his chest, letting it fall down against his thigh with a slap, “I’m sorry for scoffing.” 
“I don’t forgive you.” You put your hands on your hips, “Not until you tell me what you mean.” 
Steve pinched the bridge of his nose, squeezing his eyes shut and grimacing before he spoke. 
“This would be so easy if we weren’t friends. Usually I just see a girl and all I have to do is comb my fingers through my hair or show her the romcom section and boom, date. But it just got...old. Go on a few dates, hook up, go on a few more dates, hook up more—”
He stopped himself when he noticed you squinting your eyes, head cocking as you watched him start talking in circles. 
“My point is, they were all great girls. Nice girls, should’ve felt something for at least one of them.” He raised his shoulders, lips forming a thin line, “But I didn’t.” 
Steve smiled to himself, eyes on the floor, “And then a couple months ago, we were—” He let out an exhale from his nose, “We were in the drive-thru and you leaned fully over me to order your food, like it was nothing. And then you um, you looked back and smiled at me and that...feeling, I think it was what I thought I would feel with someone else.” 
“But you felt it with me.” 
“I felt it with you.” He nodded, taking a step towards you, “I still feel it with you.”
You looked up at him as he drew in closer, swallowing hard, “Even though you scoffed.” 
Steve brushed a hand through his hair, rolling his eyes, “Yes, because—and this is totally selfish—I don’t like the idea of you hooking up with other people. I’m not saying you should hook up with me, but...I wouldn’t be against it.” 
Laughing, you pushed his shoulder, starting to feel stupid for making such a big fuss over a scoff. 
“You gotta admit,” He said, “If I never scoffed, and if you weren’t such a drama queen, I probably also wouldn’t have told you how I felt. And then you wouldn’t have told me how you felt. Which you still haven’t done by the way.” He leaned over and nudged you with his elbow, “Wink wink.” 
You shook your head, heat flushing your cheeks, your gaze turned downward, “I think you’re obnoxious.” Looking up at him, you caught the sparkle in his eye as he waited for you to continue, “But I could feel the same way about you. If you’re a good enough kisser.” 
Steve’s jaw dropped, but he quickly replaced the offense with a smug smile, “Okay well, in that case. Permission to lean in?” 
Wrapping a hand in his sweatshirt, you pulled him down to your lips, your other hand sliding into the back of his hair. You understood now more than ever why Steve was known for his hair, the strands knotting around your fingers, like vines on an old house. His lips were soft as he kissed you, palms resting against your cheeks. 
You pulled back and grabbed his wrists, keeping his hands on you, your noses grazing together as you both smiled. 
“Permission granted.” 
He scoffed and kissed you on the nose. 
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d-andilion · 2 years
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Omg, I just read your modern internet celebrity! Jaskier au and I would love another part for it!
a snapshot from a few months into their relationship! i hope you like it 😊
part 1// part 2/
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omg theyre so cute 😭😭😭
damn talk about a silver fox
@jaskier_p where did u find this man???????
Comments have been rolling in at a nearly untrackable pace since Jaskier posted the photo hours ago, but he watches them anyway, reading as many as he can before the feed refreshes and a whole new crop appears. He hasn’t clicked away from the post long enough to check, but he’s pretty sure he’s never had so much activity on a single photo before.
To be fair to his fans, it is an adorable picture. Jaskier’s own face takes up most of the frame, smiling in the bright, genuine way that he usually reserves for the real people in his life rather than the usernames online. He couldn’t help it, not when he felt Geralt’s arms around his waist and his nose tucking itself into the curve of Jaskier’s cheek. 
You can only really see half of Geralt’s face, his eyes closed and mouth curved into the slightest little grin. Jaskier has plenty of photos where they’re both facing the camera with big smiles and silly faces, but those are just for them. This one is for all the world to see.
Surprisingly, going public had been Geralt’s idea. 
Keeping the romantic part of their relationship private suited them both fine for the first few months. Geralt was a private person by nature and Jaskier was in no hurry to plaster what they had all over the internet, especially not in those tenuous early stages. Jaskier posted a few innocuous photos on his private account and referred to his new friend every now and then in vlogs, but other than that, mum was the word about their budding romance.
But that could only last so long. Jaskier warned Geralt that one hundred percent secrecy would most likely be a temporary state of affairs, and around their six-month anniversary, his prediction came true. As his fanbase grew, Jaskier started to be recognized quite regularly while out and about—and outings with his boyfriend were no exception.
Jaskier’s viewers started to chatter online about the guy they’d seen him with who looked suspiciously similar to the man he’d described in his hot neighbor video. Rumors swirled and the longer Jaskier refused to acknowledge the buzz, the louder it got. It even ended up in a few trashy online tabloids, complete with blurry fan photos of him and Geralt walking down the street.
A few days after the smattering of speculative articles made the rounds on Twitter, Geralt asked Jaskier if he wanted to make their relationship public. 
“We’re telling them by not telling them anyway,” he’d said, picking nervously at his nails. 
He was right, of course, he was right. But for the first time in a long time, Jaskier was apprehensive about putting something online. What if it changed things? Jaskier has seen plenty of people in the public eye lose a significant other over a rabid fanbase. What happens if his own viewers turn on them?
Geralt—amazing, perfect, wonderful Geralt—had been there the way he always was to keep Jaskier from spiraling. Reminding him how much his fans loved him, that everything would be okay. And if it wasn’t, well, then Geralt would be there to make it better.
Thus far, it seems Jaskier had nothing to worry about. There’s the odd troll and a few wildly inappropriate questions, but the response is overwhelmingly positive. His fans are raving at breakneck speed about how happy they are for him.
“Are they calling for my head on a pike yet?” Geralt flops down on the sofa beside him and Jaskier lets himself be bundled into his boyfriend’s arms.
“Not yet. But there’s still time.”
Geralt hums, pressing a kiss to Jaskier’s temple. “I’ll sleep with one eye open.”
Jaskier grins. “They’re asking to see you in a video.”
“I said you could film me in your vlogs sometimes.”
“No, love,” Jaskier says, tilting his head up to catch Geralt’s eye. “They mean, like, a whole video. The comment asking for a boyfriends Q&A has five thousand likes.”
“Boyfriends Q&A?” Geralt raises a skeptical brow. He’s helped Jaskier sort through Q&A questions before and he knows exactly how personal fans can be when offered a peak behind the curtain.
Jaskier drops his head onto Geralt’s shoulder with a chuckle. “Don’t worry darling, I don’t expect you to do that.”
Geralt hums again, a soft and familiar rumble. “Tell them maybe.”
“You’re too good to them,” Jaskier says, but he won’t pretend the prospect doesn’t excite him just a little.
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more fic from me
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sierrasbiggestfan · 4 months
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my thoughts on episodes 2-4 of the td 23 reboot, spoilers ahead (i wrote these while watching the episode btw)
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ep 2
millie is so lesbian coded
caleb is probably going to be the downfall of pryia
are they going to make ripper and axel get together..? 🙁 i hate my life
i feel like chase is going to get eliminated this episode
praying rippers crush on axel is one sided
skunk butt is doing so horrible in this oml
okay wait nvm skunk butt is doing a lil better
ripper covering himself in butter 😭 oml
rippers scenes in this are trumatizjng because what.
team skunk butt is going through it
oh my god the skunk butt comeback is insane
IH MY GOD MILLIE SENDING DAMIEN DOWN FHE 4 POINT SLIDE SOMEONE SAVE HIM
millie is now friendless 😖 someone save our lesbian icon
MK FETTING THE INTERN OUTFIT OOOOOO 😯
mk x julia real
i was right abt chase being out, tbh idk how to feel abt it he was funny but ill survive without him on the show 😭
ep 3
begging for skunk butt to win immunity for this episode
if rat face loses millie is probably out literally everyone is against her
THE FACT EVERYONE GOY SO SHOVKED BY DAMIEN CALLING MILLE A RIPPER ITS SO FUNNY THATS SEEN AS SUCH A HARSH INSULT
i want more rajbow moments 😞
prillie canon 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 the way pryia went with millie to the more dangerous one
BOWIE SAID SUS EW
they better not make ripper and axel canon im going to kill myself oml
wayne and rajs “🥺” faces when they were talking abt how cheating wasnt good was so cute omg
RAJ AND WAYNE ARE SO CRUSHED OVRR CHEATING IN THE CHALLENGE
yay millie got forgiven!!!!!
i love evil lesbians (mk and julia)
JULIA JUST SAID???? MK WAS MAKING??? HER BLUSH??? AM I LVER THINKING THIS??? IM GOING INSANE
zees lil racoon buddy omf
every ripper scene in this season makes me want to kill myself 🙁
FINALLT SKUNK BUTT WINS
millie is probably out
yeah i was right 😭 i speculated she was going to be a early elimination but yknow
ep 4
raj and bowie are so silyl im going to scream
“i know im not mille but im here if you need me” guys prillie canon even if mille isnt here
axel saying ripper is not her type, yay! (her type is women guys)
i like this challenge
RAJ NOO
“its better for us all if my dms stay private” 🤨
emma is making her team flop 😭 if rat face loses emma is doomed
“if mks brain drove a cool car id date it” LESBIAN JULIA IS LESBIAN THYE ARE CANON MK AND JULIA REAL
emmas fingernail biting habit is so silly shes so real
bowie feeling so bad abt cheating bc it upsets raj aw 😢
BOWIE NO
the one time emma doesnt go with her gut she loses 😞 im happt skunk butt won
EMMA NOO
im not surprised she was out but i love her so much i dont wnat jer to go 🙁
rippers poem. oh my god ripper what the scallop 😦
AXEL PLS REJECT HIM PlS
NO THEY KISSED I HATE MY LIFE
WHY ARE THEY CANON NONONONO
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