#I just really like how he looks with blond fluffy hair ok?

[redhead1180]

I see you

Pairing - JJ x fem!reader

Summary - After Y/N, JJ's best friend, has an embarrassing encounter with another guy, JJ finally decides to step up and claim what he wants.

Warnings MDNI - Cursing, embarrassing situation in front of people, oral (m & f receiving), degradation (r degrades self), self-esteem issues, unprotected sex (p in v, wrap before you tap it), creampie, praising

Words - 4.0k

A/N - I don't usually write fluffy smut, but here we are, and I hope you like it. I usually don't describe readers, I want reader to put themselves in the story, but this one is a bit personal. It's kinda autobiographical in it is similar to how my boyfriend and I got together. I NEED to thank @jjxkiaraxpopexcleoxjohnbxsarah for the beautiful moodboard she made for my story. I love u girl 😘! Did not get beta read, wanted to get this out since I have had it almost done for a month.

I couldn't stop the tears that fell down my face, as I drove to my home away from home, the Chateau. I probably shouldn't be driving, but had to get away from the embarrassment at school. God I was such an idiot for thinking that Brandon might like me. For the past month, he had been sweet, a little flirty, getting to know me, but all he really wanted was to get in with Kie. He wanted her, not me. Kie didn't like him already and when she found this out was probably gonna punch him, which did make me smile. Kie was my best friend and always had my back.

I finally pull up to John B's house and take a deep breath. This place always seemed to calm me or maybe it was my friends. My family of misfits I started collecting at the ripe age of 5. It started with JJ, I met him on the playground and thought he looked like a lost puppy with his big blue eyes, unruly blonde (almost white) hair, dirt on his face, and torn clothes. I remember asking if he wanted a friend and he said sure and we became inseparable. Then in 3rd grade I collected John B, another lost puppy, then Pope, Kie, and last Sarah. Well honestly John B collected her, but she was family now.

Wiping the tears off my cheeks, I get out of the car and head in the house. I wasn’t sure if anyone was home, so I grabbed a beer and went out to the back porch. And there laying on the couch, on his stomach, fast asleep was the original lost puppy, JJ himself. His dad was out of jail and he hadn't been to school the last few days, which was never a good thing. Again, a calm washed over me, stilling my mind, and momentarily squashing the rage.

Walking over to the couch, I run my fingers through JJ's hair and whisper a "scoot" in his ear. He grunts but raises his head enough for me to slip under him and sit, before putting it back down in your lap. You guys sit there a bit in silence, me sipping the beer looking out at the marsh while JJ slept. Eventually he begins to stir and rolls over to look up at you.

"What's got you drinking in the middle of the day, princess?" he asks his voice all husky and sleepy.

"Bad day" I grumble, taking another long swig.

He grabs the end of some of my hair, swinging it around. "Ok, tell Papa J your troubles, let's see if I can fix them." he teases.

"I don't think you can fix this one J, not anything to fix really" I mumble as I look down at him tears forming in my eyes again.

"Woah, hey, hey, what's with the waterworks" he asks, concern in his voice, as he sits up and pulls me in a hug.

I shrug "Just another miserable day in my love life, if you can call it that" I sniffle.

JJ stiffens a little, although I don't pay it much mind. He pulls back to look at me and asks "Um, what happened"

"Well," I sigh "Turns out Brandon didn't want to go out with me, he just wanted to use me to get to Kie" I turn to take another swig of beer. "He decides today in study hall, he would ask about if I could give him Kie's digits. When I asked why, he said so he could ask her out. I must have looked confused, cause he laughs and says, Oh you didn't think I was into you did you?" I down another sip of beer "I said Well yeah, he laughs, literally laughs in my face JJ. I was so humiliated I just got up and walked out. He hollers back at me, so is that a no?" I down the rest of the beer.

I finally look at JJ and he is red in the face and has a murderous look in his eyes, "I'mma kill him" he growls.

"I might let you" I tearfully chuckle "I mean what is wrong with me? I know I'm not as pretty as Kie and Sarah. My hair is this ugly red and I'm covered in freckles, I hate it. But fuck. I know I'm not as brash as Kie or bubbly as Sarah, but I like to have fun. I know I seem bookish, but that is cause I really want out of this town. I just don't see why guys can't see me." I throw my head back on the couch out of breath.

*I see you" JJ almost whispers.

I snap my head up and look at him. "What?" I ask quietly.

JJ stands up and goes to the porch screen and stares out for a minute, I'm about to ask him again, when he looks down, does a little nod. I hear him mumble "fuck it" and turns back to me.

"I suck at this shit, but here goes. I see you" he says "No you're not as pretty Kie or Sarah, you're prettier. They don't hold a candle to you, nobody does on this godforsaken island" He starts to pace a little, wringing his hands, as if figuring out what to say "Your hair isn't an ugly red, it's the colors of the sunset. The reds, golds, and oranges that people take tons of pictures of cause it is so fucking beautiful, that's what I see everyday when I look at you. Your freckles? They make your skin glow in the summer, like your some kind of fucking goddess." He chuckles, "In the winter they fade to more a pink and make you look like you’re blushing all the time."

"JJ-"

"No, shut up" he demands "I just sat there and listened to you fucking degrade yourself, so you're gonna sit there and fucking listen to me now." He takes a deep breath and runs his fingers through his hair.

"Ok"

"Ok" he nods " As far not being brash or bubbly like Kie and Sarah, no you're not. You're feisty, temperamental, loyal, and can throw a punch better than most guys. I mean at 10 years old you threw a damn beer bottle at my dad and told him to fucking leave me alone. You have more guts than all of us put together. And yes, you are a blast to hang out with, I mean you can drink most guys under the table." He starts pacing again "Fuck I don't if we would all be friends if it wasn't for you. And I would wager your smarter than Pope, but won't say anything cause it's his thing. And do not ever fault yourself for wanting off this island"

I look at him with my mouth open, tears forming, but not cause I'm sad, but because I never knew anyone saw me like that.

"Do you know how hard it is to see you date other guys and help put the pieces back together for you, when I know, I KNOW, that I would never treat you like that." He says pleadingly "I have waited so long to be that next guy, and yeah it's my fault for not speaking up, but I am now." He comes and kneels in front of me and cups my face. "I want to show you how special you are and tell every guy to eat shit cause she's mine." He laughs.

I can only stare at him for the moment, my mind reeling from his confession. JJ is not one for sharing, even to me his best friend for 13 years. My emotions were all over the place. I felt tears well up on my lashline as realization slammed into me. I always loved JJ, he was my ride or die, but it hit me that I had been in love with him for awhile. I just didn't know it.

I must have taken too long, cause I saw JJ's face fall, he sniffed and looked down. He started to remove his hands from my face. I came back to reality and grabbed his hands. His head snapped back up and I smiled at him.

"JJ" I choked out over the lump on my throat "I didn't know, but I-" I took a deep breath "I want you to be that guy. I want to be yours."

JJ's eyes grew wide and he chuckled "Yea?"

I leaned forward and slammed my lips on his, I could tell he was shocked at first but it didn't last long. He wrapped one hand around the back of my neck and the other wrapped around my waist pulling me on his lap. I moaned as he slid his tongue over my bottom lip, asking me to open up. When I did, he slipped his in and our tongues danced for dominance. He slid his hand up through my hair, cupping my head and deepening the kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck, melting into it, his other hand grabbing the fat of ass and squeezing.

Air was becoming a need as my lungs begin to burn. I was feeling slightly dizzy, not sure if was the kiss or needing air. I pull back enough to gasp, JJ chasing my mouth and kissing me again. My panties were soaked and a needy throbbing had settled into my core. I rolled my hips over JJ's dick; he leaned his head back and groaned loudly.

"Y/N if you want to stop, tell me now. I won't be able to if we keep this up" JJ murmured against my lips.

"I don't want to stop" I rasp out looking him in the eyes. "I want you to claim me, I want to be yours."

"Fuck" he growled "Wrap your legs around me" he demands.

I do as asked and he stands up with me in his arms. I can feel his ab muscles flexing and his thigh muscles harden, making me swoon a little. He smirks at me as he carries me to the spare, which is basically his room. He lays me on the bed and lays on me with his arms holding him up so he doesn't smash me.

"God I never imagined this would actually happen" he says as gently pushes my hair out of my face. "I have dreamed about it, hell, I've jerked off to your pictures more than I want to admit." He chuckles, his cheeks turning pink. "I never thought you would want me and I didn't want to screw up our friendship"

"It's real J, it's happening"

I reach to kiss him and he meets me, claiming my mouth in toe curling kiss. His hands play with the hem of my shirt and he looks at me for permission.

"Yea" I whisper.

"Arms up baby" he instructs as he tugs my shirt off and throws it behind him.

He kisses along my jawline down my neck. When he gets to a spot on my neck right above my shoulder, pleasure shoots through me and I buck my hips up at him. I feel more than see him smirk and hear a whispered "There you are".

He bites and kisses the spot, leaving his mark, as I feel a fire start in my stomach and I am whining and squirming under him.

"More J" I whine out, "I need more."

He continues his assault down my chest, kissing the areas of my breast he can reach around my bra. I feel his hand slide under me and he unhooks my bra with one flick. I giggle.

"Pretty slick move there"

He grins, "I've might've had some practice" he teases as he rips it of me and it flies through the air. He looks and stares at my breasts for a minute mouth slightly open.

"God your beautiful" he groans as he latches his mouth onto one nipple and his hand kneads and pinches the other one.

I arch my back up to him, moaning from the heat building between my thighs. "J" I whine.

He trails kisses down my stomach to the waistband of my shorts. He looks up at me again, his fingers on the button.

"You still good baby" he asks, his pupils blown.

"Mhmm" I hum out, getting antsy wanting his mouth on me.

JJ unbuttons my shorts and pulls them off. He trails kisses up along my inner thighs until he gets to my soaked panties.

"God your so fucking wet, babygirl. This all for me?" He teasingly asks.

*Mhmm baby, only for you" I rasp out.

JJ kisses my covered cunt before hooking his fingers in the waistband of my panties and pulling them off. His hands caress my legs as they move back up to my hips. He leaves kisses along my legs until his mouth is back in front of my soaked pussy. He gently blows on it causing me to buck my hips and gasp.

"JJ" I gasp out, grabbing a fistful of sheets on each side of me. "Please" I beg.

He wraps his arms under and back over my thighs, pulling me closer to him.

"Please what, baby?" JJ coos at me. He is so close to my cunt; I can feel his hot breath against my lower lips. The mixture of his hot breath and the coolness from my wetness, gives me goosebumps and makes me shudder. The nickname causes me to clench around nothing and I hear JJ chuckle. With a feather light touch, he slowly rubs his finger over my lower lips.

"Please J I need you to eat me" I beg, rolling my hips to try get closer to his mouth.

He licks a strip from my hole to my clit and I loudly moan out. He moves my legs over his shoulders as he licks my ever-swelling nub. I realize he is licking two Js, certifiably claiming my pussy. I giggle and feel him smile when he realizes I figured out what he was doing.

His tongue moves down to my hole and I groan as he pushes his tongue in me. I grab his hair pulling it, the heat in my stomach growing with each thrust.

"Look at me baby" JJ commands.

I look down at him, staring into his eyes, almost completely black now. I watch him as he fucks me with his tongue. My core begins to tingle and I feel my orgasm close. I grind in his mouth, searching for my release. He moves back up to my clit, sucking and licking. He gently thrust one finger in me, I throw my head back and let out a breathy cry. He adds another finger, pumping both fingers in and out. I groan out, one hand pulling his hair and the other grabs the headboard.

"J I'm gonna cum* I gasp out breathlessly.

"C'mon baby, cum on my face" JJ moans, "God your so fucking sweet"

He curls his fingers hitting that sweet spot and bites my clit. I cry out as the band snaps in my stomach, causing me to clench around his fingers and juices to flow on to his face. He groans and I can hear him slurping up all my release like he had not drank in days. He rides me through it, finally getting up and laying down on me. His mouth and chin covered in my slick and he is grinning like a Cheshire cat. He snuggles in between my thighs.

"That was so fucking hot" JJ grins as he leans down to kiss me, letting me taste myself in his mouth. The kiss quickly heats up and I can feel how hard he is thru his shorts.

"You have too many clothes on." I pout, tugging his shirt. He reaches behind him grabbing the shirt and pulling over his head. I start unbuttoning his shorts and pushing them down his legs.

"A little eager ain't we princess" he chuckles as he gets up and takes his shorts and boxers off. His rock hard cock slapping his stomach and standing salute.

My eyes go a little wide. JJ wasn't extremely girthy, although it was big, but he was long the end curving slightly. He has the prettiest pink tip that was getting darker by the minute.

"Like what ya see baby?" He smirked.

"Fuck me" I gasped out in a whisper.

"Oh, I plan to princess” JJ smirks as he crawls up the bed. “I plan to fuck you until my name is the only one you scream” he kisses up my leg “until I have ruined you to anyone else” he kisses my clit “until I have kissed every inch of you” he kisses my breast, nibbling the nipple “until I’ve shown you how much I love you” he kisses me passionately, making me moan and thrust my hips up into him, and causing my toes curl. For fucks sakes, this boy knew how to kiss.

“JJ, please” I moan, “I need you inside me.”

“Shit babygirl” JJ groaned, “you can’t say that shit. I will blow my load, and I’m not ready to yet”

While he’s distracted, I flip us over and began kissing down his neck and onto his chest. I continue to leave open mouth kisses down his chest, over his stomach, nibbling along his happy trail.

“Fuck, Y/N/N” JJ moaned, “I thought you wanted me inside you”

“Got distracted” I mumble as I kitten lick the precum off his perfectly pink tip. JJ groans and his hands fly to my head, grabbing my hair. He pulls me up off him and back to his lips by my hair.

“As much as I want to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours,” he rasps against my lips, “the first time I cum with you will be inside you. Now you have a choice, ride me or lay down and spread’em” he growled.

I literally shudder from the amount of juices that gush out of me. He smirks at me, knowing he has me ready to explode, the little shit.

“Ride you,” I whisper as he pulls me up on his lap and I position myself to hover over him. I reach down and hold him, lining him up, I push the tip causing him to hiss. I look straight at him as I push myself down slowly, feeling every inch of his cock stretching me. Both of us are trying not to close our eyes in pleasure, not wanting to miss this moment. Finally, I feel his hairs against my clit, and I close my eyes and dig my nails into his chest. I moan from the feeling of being so full and I hear him groan “fuck baby”. I clench around him, causing him to moan and squeeze my hips. I pull up until just the tip is in me and slam back down, he throws his head back and hisses “fucking hell”. I slowly began to speed up my bouncing, another release quickly building up in my core. Placing my hands on JJ’s chest, I change the angle of my bouncing and feel JJ grab my hips and squeeze.

“Oh fuck, babygirl” he moaned, head thrown back into the pillow. I closed my eyes and felt him kiss my cervix. While I wasn’t looking, he wrapped his arms around my back and flipped us. I let out a yelp of surprise.

“What the hell, J” I fussed looking up at him. He gently slapped my thigh, causing me to clench around him and moan.

“Yea, we’ll explore that later” he smirked, “I wasn’t gonna last there, this pussy feels like heaven.” He breathed against my mouth, as he started to thrust into me. I moaned into his mouth as he claimed my lips, causing a fresh wave of juices to cover him. I wrapped my arms around his back, digging my nails in and, I know, leaving marks. He groaned sliding one hand to my hip and the other to grabbing my hair.

“Fuck Y/N, why didn’t we do this sooner?” JJ rasped out.

“I don’t know” I groaned.

“Har- harder, ple- please, baby” I stuttered out, the pet name making JJ groan. He put both hands behind my thighs and pushed them into my chest. I cried out from the new sensation, JJ slamming into me harder. I could feel the band in my stomach tighten as he thrust harder and deeper. I couldn’t form words, my brain mush, letting little “uh- uhs” every time he hit my G-spot. I scratched hard down JJ’s back, making him hiss, as my walls fluttered around his cock.

“You close babygirl?” he whispered in my ear.

I just nodded, words failing me. He reached around and used his thumb to rub my clit with little circles.

“Let go, mama” JJ moaned.

That was all it took and the band snapped. I cried out, arching my back, as my vision went blurry around the edges and all I saw was white. My legs shook from the intensity and my ears rang, drowning out JJ.

“That’s my good -fuck- girl -oh fuck” I barely heard JJ right before he slammed into me holding it. I could feel hot ropes of cum shoot into me as I heard JJ moan “fuckfuckfuck” in my ear.

JJ slowly began pushing in and out, riding our highs out, whispering in my ear “Fuck, you’re mine, you’re mine, baby” over and over.

“Yes” I gasped over and over until it was no more than a whisper.

JJ stopped and collapsed on me, still inside me, our sweaty, sticky bodies suctioning together. Both of us panting, trying to catch our breath. I ran my fingers through his hair, kissing his forehead.

“I kinda can’t believe we just did that” I giggle into his hair. He raised his head up, smiling, looking at me.

“Yea, me either. It was pretty amazing” he says leaning in for a kiss.

I smile into the kiss and giggle “Yeah it was.”

We hear the doors of the Twinkie, open and close, and soon hear Kie yelling my name. JJ pulled a blanket over us, but didn’t get off.

“In here” he yells and gives me a shit eating grin. I gave a him a confused look.

Kie walks in and jumps and screams, slamming the door closed. Then opens it again to get a better look, then slams it again.

“REALLY JJ” Kie yells, but you can hear the laughter in her voice. “I heard what Brandon did and was concerned for Y/N, but seems like you cheered her up.”

“Yup got it covered” JJ hollered back.

“By the way, I punched him for you” Kie hollered back. “Thanks” I yelled laughing.

“What the hell is going on?” you hear John B ask, simultaneously hearing Kie “No, don’t open!”

Next thing you see is John B with the door open, you burying your head and groaning into JJ’s chest, Pope behind him, eyes all bugged out. Sarah trying to peek between Kie and John B’s arms.

“Oh, hoh” John B grinned, while Sarah squealed and giggled.

“Guys, can we have a little privacy” JJ smirked looking at you.

“Yup, just glad it all worked out” John B smiles while closing the door.

I looked up at JJ, smiling “Yeah it sure did” as JJ leaned in for a kiss.

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[eli0004]

since you don't do sub content, could you do something fluffy with jean? anything if you want

Anon, your wish is my command! 🖤

Dating Jean Kirstein-

Synopsis: Headcannons for a Modern AU! Version of your favorite horse boy

Rating: SFW

Warnings: one slightly suggestive hc, implied body image issues, jean has a history of toxic relationships

Ok, so first of all, Jean isn’t your typical boyfriend. He’s boyfriend: Feminist Edition✨ and body positivity king, hello?

He’s also, as we all know, a huge simp. But a legitimate simp, “spend all his money on makeup and call him bro” type simp.

Because of that, he’s had a few really shitty relationships where he was badly taken advantage of, and he always vows to really assess a person’s green AND red flags before proceeding.

It never works out that way, obviously. Bro wouldn’t know a red flag if you shoved it up his ass 🚩. He sees a pretty girl and is suddenly color blind.

Because of his history in that aspect, when you first confess your feelings to each other he’s absolutely terrified that it’s one big joke, or destined to fail.

But as you both get closer, he lets his gaurd down, and bro is down so bad.

You say “jump” an jean says “how high”

He is 110% that guy who notices everything you do with your appearance. I mean come on “You have really pretty black hair.” But that’s also just because he doesn’t understand the whole “it’s not polite to stare” thing.

Jean when you do literally anything: 👁️👄👁️

He’s a gym bro, change my mind (you can’t 😈)

If you’re insecure Jean is one of those guys that will ask you how much you weigh, and you’ll be like “damn that’s really icky and disrespectful” until you see him placing that exact amount of weight on the bench.

He’s like “see, you’re not too heavy for me” wink wink

He’s so endearingly stupid

If you’re not insecure tho, Jean will be there to hype you tf up when you’re feeling confident

“Hell yeah, look at those glutes babe!” *smack*

Either way he’s obsessed with you, regardless of what your body looks like or whether or not you like it.

Modern Jean 100% has a minor Fratccent from his college years.

Once or twice, he will accidentally call you bro, but he’ll be so apologetic TT you can’t even be upset.

He’s the type of guy that will walk around with his hand on your ass instead of your waist if you’re ok with that

His shit eating grin when someone mentions it, he’s like 😏😏😏

Scratch his head with your nails, DO IT

This man will be snoring immediately, it’s his favorite way to fall asleep.

I’m also a firm believer that modern!jean is not a natural blonde, so from time to time he’ll let you put streaks of vivid color in it, bonus points if you match with him

He’s actually a pretty good cook, so when you’re feeling homesick he’ll prepare your comfort meals for you

His love languages are physical touch, and words of affirmation. Jean will actually spontaneously combust if you compliment his biceps or tell him he has pretty eyes

He’s also totally comfortable with his masculinity so he’d be thrilled to be involved in your skincare routine, do face masks, let you clean up his brows, put makeup on him etc etc.

In fact, if you’ve had a hard week, he’d be the one to come home with a bottle of wine, face masks, nail polish and snacks. Top tier self care night, would sit on the couch with you and all your plushies and watch love island or something 😭

He gets so into the drama, it’s actually hilarious. By the end of it he’s rolling his eyes and trash talking at the tv

Will get wine drunk and dance in the living room with you

Honestly, we all just need to get ourselves a Jean. 😔💞

#aot x reader #aot smut #aot x y/n #aot headcanons #attack on titan x reader #attack on titan #attack on titan headcanons #jean kirschtein x reader #jean kirstein #jean kirsten x reader #jean kirschstein #jean kirschtein imagine #jean kirschtein x you

[vader-anakin]

Not Just Ken - Ken x f!Reader

Alright so I'm still thinking about the whole story behind the last post I made, trying to give a chance to a new story and I'm fascinated by Ryan Gosling as Ken. Still giving it a shot, at least for now it's only some fluffy stuff!!.

Word count: 2.1k

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It was a very hot and dry day, you got your favorite iced coffee from the shop and headed back to work. You had just had lunch and enjoyed the rest of your work break, in the midst of a tireless routine of clients who would still visit your office that day. Walking faster, among countless people who were also running through the streets of Los Angeles, you bump into a man who you hadn't noticed in your field of vision. The blonde, who you thought had just stepped out of a Calvin Klein shoot, dropped grotesquely and almost "hard" to the floor, letting out an "ouch." You quickly reach out his hand to help him up, and only then do you notice how his eyes are deep blue, his teeth perfectly aligned, and his muscular body exuding sensuality.

"Oh my God, I am so sorry! Did I hurt you?", you said as soon as he stood up, smiling at you even though you just dropped him on the floor.

"Hey, it's not broken!", he exclaimed excitedly, checking his left arm, twirling the limb that was still in place. "Hi, I'm Ken," he said, reaching out to shake your hand.

Wondering the way the guy kept a good mood even after being bumped into and falling to the ground in the middle of hundreds of people, you accepted to greet him. "I'm (y/n). I'm really sorry I didn't see you, I'm getting back to work and I'm in a rush".

"That's alright, wow you're so pretty!", said the blonde, still keeping a wide smile on his face. You smirked, getting lost in that impeccable, almost unreal face, forgetting you were rushing to get back to work.

"Well thank you Ken, it was nice meeting you", you said and turned on your back to keep doing your way to work. Even though it would be a good chance to meet someone, you weren't sure it was the right way, maybe it was just a coincidence, and it wasn't supposed to be like that. You reached the sidewalk and as you were about to cross the street looking at both ways, the man was there standing behind you, with a playful smile still. Well that's kinda creepy, maybe he's just going the same way you are and that's all. You crossed the street and turned your left as you're approaching your building as you come back to your office. Looking back, you realize he was still following you. Ok, this is beyond creepy.

"Uh, do you work here?", you asked and raised a brow, watching him shake his head no. "Then why are you following me?".

"I thought you were nice and I don't know anybody here, maybe we could hang out!", he replied. Was that a fucking joke? Why the hell would someone you only know for about 10 minutes wanna "hang out" with you at your work? "I can't right now, I have to work and my schedule is really busy. But maybe some other time". You tried to sound nice and not one tiny bit mas and sort of scared, but he frowned and your head turned into a giant question mark.

"OK, I can wait", Ken said, and gave you a side smile, showing he understood you. You had no idea what to say so you just waved at him and entered the building. That was so awkward and not to mention very random to happen, but the guy seemed nice. Maybe he had a disease, maybe he was autistic and you didn't know, maybe maybe maybe.

Hours after you finished with your last client, you let out a loud sigh as you were really tired and just wanted to go home, take a shower and get some rest. At the ground floor, as soon as you got out of the elevator you saw a bleached hair sitting in a chair reading a magazine about horses and country stuff. I can't deal with this again right now, you thought. Even you tried making a different way to the exit he would probably see you, so that's why you sat next to him.

"Hey, (y/n), I've been sitting here all day waiting for you!", the tall guy lowered the magazine and stared at you with a cherished smile still on his face. HE WHAT?

"What? Why?", as confused as you were, you thought it might be better if you called someone and tell them there's a guy out there who may be lost. Everything was so weird.

"I left Barbie Land and I don't know anybody here. I tried to make friends but they seem scared of me", he replied and your brain flipped at the sound of "Barbie Land".

"AH okay, Barbie Land? Where is that?", you asked but you weren't sure where this conversation was headed. You heard him sigh, closing the paper on his hand before looking at you.

"You have to take this trip with a car, a spaceship, a boat and rollerblades before getting here, so if you wanna be there you do all of that but in reverse". He explained it with so much conviction that you couldn't tell if he really was a person with some condition, in which the parents could have lost him. That could only be it, nothing made sense in your head. Okay, he really looked like a doll, but that story sounded really bizarre. "You don't believe me", he let a sad gaze as you were still trying to follow what he said. Ken lowered his head and let out a noticeable noise of disappointment..

"I- uh... it's not that. It's just... a very weird story". You looked at your smartwatch as the clock hit almost 6:30 PM. "What about your parents?". You know by the look of his face he was an adult, but you were in denial as to what the hell he was talking about. "I don't have any parents. In Barbie Land we only have Barbies and Ken's. Some Allan's too".

Well ok, he sounds so serious about that story, maybe you should give him a chance and talk to the guy. You invited him for a walk to the same coffee shop, sat in front of him as he was looking at the menu. "So you like horses?", you asked and he stared at you, smiling. This man is always so smily and happy. "They're my favorite animals. I would love to have one of them. How about you?".

"Cats and dogs I guess, but turtles, specially sea turtles are cute", you grinned when he made an "aww" face. Everything was still a little tumultuous, the whole conversation seemed out of touch with reality, but you were trying to keep your sanity and trying hard not to get paranoid about the whole thing. "So tell me about you, Ken. You're from Barbie Land, that means you're a doll right?".

"Yes, I am. I can show you if you want. I have all the genitals". Okay, what? You laughed at the way he said it, but the look on his face showed he would like it to be true. Probably he really didn't have any genitals. "I can also stand on tiptoe and if you notice I don't have body hair". Yeah alright, not having any hair on your body doesn't mean much, but we all have some hair. And he was always walking on his tiptoes which is hardly something people do unless they're doing ballet. Still, it was too weird. "I also don't have a heart". He said like it wasn't a big deal, but when he grabbed your hand and pulled it on his chest, you couldn't feel a pulse. And then you knew it.

Holy fucking shit what the actual hell was that? You tried not to show you were definitely surprised by the fact you were actually talking to a doll, but you squeezed his skin and he didn't flinch a little. Ken never stopped smiling, unless the subject was Barbie, who you learned, wasn't in love with him. You also learned that even though he didn't have a heart and didn't know what feelings were, he was always jealous of the other Ken's and felt sad about Barbie, that was why he decided to left Barbie Land.

You got home about almost two hours later, took off your shoes and left your purse by the counter, giving space for the blond man to get in the house. You both agreed he would sleep on the couch until you figure out what to do with him, who made sure he wouldn't leave the real world until he finds out how to bring the patriarchy to the other world.

"Thank you for making me company today. I'm still upset Barbie shot me down", he said as he sat on the couch, getting rid of his cowboy boots, the bandana and the hat. The look on his face explained why he decided he would leave their Land and stay in Los Angeles.

"Hey it's okay. We don't need to depend on someone to live our life", you sat next to him and held his chin, this chilling energy traveling through your body while he kept his gaze at you. "You're gonna survive, but for now I think it's best you get some rest. I'm gonna shower, you can shower after I'm done too".

"We don't sleep and we don't take showers either", he grinned. Ok, that makes sense. Dolls don't need to sleep and neither take a shower. Might as well don't eat either, since he didn't drink the coffee, but couldn't hurt to offer him something to try out.

"That's right, I'm sorry. I know you usually don't eat either, but are you willing to try and find out how to eat? As long as you're staying here maybe you could learn some human stuff". You smiled and headed to the kitchen, you quickly made a chicken and ham sandwich for him, handing him the place. He spent a good whole minute looking at the slice bread until he realizes he didn't know how to swallow the food, and then when he could finally do it Ken made a sound.

"That's really good, (y/n), thank you so much". With a smile, you left him enjoying the food and hoped in the shower. After a few minutes, you put on your pajamas and went to the kitchen to grab some food, watching him lying on the couch singing some tune you had no idea which one. The man ate his whole sandwich, you saw as the plate was sitting empty on the table in your living room. This man is something else. While you were heating your food you were trying to figure out which clothes to offer him to wear since you're a woman and didn't have any good clothes for the giant man in your couch. "Uhm, I'm going to find you some clothes but they might look pretty short on you", you sat on a chair close to the TV and looked at him, while he was still singing the song and "playing drums" in the air.

"It's okay, (y/n). I can lay on my underwear, it's not cold for me anyway", Ken smiled. You thought if he wasn't a fucking doll he would definitely be teasing you, but ever since you met him you've come to realize everything he does is just plain innocent. You two spent a few hours watching TV together, you were trying to explain what a TV show was when you told him you liked to watch some of them. He tried to understand the best he could, but he wasn't so sure he got the idea. Before you went to bed, you brushed your teeth and walked to the living room to say goodnight to Ken, who was already on his underwear, looking at your book shelf. The strap read "Ken" around it and you blushed at the sight of his sculptural body.

"G-Good night, Ken", nice. You were already acting like some teenage girl with erupting hormones. Never saw a man naked before? Many times, but they weren't that good looking.

"Oh, good night (y/n). I hope you have a good night of sleep", he turned around smiling and you wish the lights were off as the man's bulge was definitely getting all of your attention. His eyes are a little up above you pervert. And after all, he does have a genital. At least in this world. Maybe he just doesn't know he does and maybe it's for the best of both of you.

#ryan gosling #ken x reader #ken fanfic #ken fanficfion #barbie #ken #ryan gosling fanfic

[cornishkat]

Midnight Kiss

Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin x F!Reader

Warnings: None just pure fluff

Summary:  A fancy dress New Years Eve party and a red dress might just get you a midnight kiss with Hangman.

Notes:  Juts a quick fluffy little New Year one shot.

The Hard Deck looked great, shining and sparkling with decorations for New Years Eve.  You were looking forward to seeing in 2023 with the other Daggers and also seeing the back of 2022, it had be a hard year, but the past few months back at Top Gun with the Dagger Squad had made it better.  You were looking forward to all of you being able to cut loose after the last mission and just enjoy yourselves knowing that you had at least the next few days off.

Payback and Fanboy had called fancy dress and you didn’t even mind that, it had been fun going to find your costumes with Phoenix.  You were also looking forward to seeing what everyone else was going to turn up wearing, though you couldn’t even begin to imagine what Mav would turn up as.

Phoenix had gone with a Great Gatsby flapper dress, and she looked stunning, you had thought about doing the same but then you had seen a copy of Marilyn Monroe’s red dress from Gentlemen Prefer Blondes.  The red sequins glittered and shimmered and you had stared at it so long that Phoenix had made you go and try it on.

“Oh, my good you look amazing, you have to wear it”

Turning around in the mirror you looked at yourself from all angles, it was so beautiful, but it was also slit all the way up to the to the middle of your thighs and neckline plunged down to almost your waist.

“I really don’t think I can pull this off”

“Believe me you can more than pull it off and I can’t wait to see Hangman’s face when he sees you in this dress”

“I have told you before, Hangman is not interested in me.  He flirts with everyone, I’m nothing special”

“He may flirt with everyone, but he doesn’t look at anyone else the way he looks at you”

“Quit it Phoenix, I am sure he will find himself a stunning woman to kiss at midnight”

“I am willing to bet money on the fact it will be you he is kissing at midnight”

“You can make that bet, and I will be more than happy to take your money”

“$100 says I’m right”

“I’ll feel bad about taking your money, but you’re on”

Now as you stood in the bar you were starting to regret your choice of attire, you felt like a million dollars, but you also felt nervous as the rest of the crew had never seen you in anything other than a flying suit or sports kit.  And no matter how much you had protested to Phoenix earlier you were wondering how Hangman would react.  You couldn’t deny your attraction to him, but you were also well aware he could have his pick of women and there was no way you could measure up.

Before you could consider further if you had chance to go home and change into something less conspicuous before anyone else arrived you heard a low whistle from behind you.

“Phoenix, Merlin looking hot”

Turning you saw Rooster walking across the bar in a full Elvis jumpsuit with Payback and Fanboy behind him rocking very cool pirate costumes.

“So, I take it the fancy dress call was just so you two could live out your pirate fantasy?”

“Hell yes, but Merlin it was also worth it so see you in that dress, you are looking damn fine, who knew you could scrub up so well”

“I’ll take that as a compliment I think”

“Ok make away the drinks are on the King”

“Why do I think that costume is going to be an excuse for you to start singing later Rooster”

“It’s Now or Never”

Groaning you all moved to let Rooster to the bar, that was not going to be the last Elvis song used in a cheesy line tonight by him.

“Anyone seen Coyote or Hangman?”

“Properly still doing their hair and waiting to make big entrance”

“Well, it isn’t easy to look this good all of the time”

Peeking out from behind Rooster you saw Hangman and Coyote sauntering over to the bar.  They had both gone full cowboy, plaid shirts, jeans, finished off with waistcoats, cowboy boots and hats and gun holsters slung on their hips.  

“Looking good Hangman”

“Feeling good Rooster, you getting the drinks in?”

“On it”

As Rooster stepped to the bar, he cleared the path between you and Hangman.

“Holy Shit Merlin, that is one hell of a dress”

“Well allegedly gentlemen prefer blondes”

“Yes, we do”

“Hangman are you classing yourself as a gentleman?”

“Sweetheart for you always”

Despite your initial nerves as the drinks flowed and the music played you were really enjoying yourself. Everyone hit the dancefloor and Rooster had jumped onto the piano and given his best Elvis rendition.    As you leant again the piano you looked out at the rest of the squad enjoying themselves and your heart swelled.  Smiling as you saw Penny and Mav at the bar dressed as a Pink Lady and a T-Bird.

Hangman couldn’t take his eyes off you, that dress was positively sinful, and you had gotten every detail perfect from the red satin shoes to the way your blond curls formed a shining halo around your face.  He needed to be kissing you at midnight, come hell or high water his lips needed to be on yours.  His stomach flipped as he watched you leaning up against the piano, you were radiant.  He knew his feelings for you had been developing over the last few months but his usual confidence with women seemed to desert him when it came to you.  And he didn’t want to just turn on the charm and get you into bed for one night, he, Jake Seresin actually wanted the whole world with you, all of it.  Tonight, was going to be the night, fortune favours the brave and with you looking like that he couldn’t afford to wait around for some other guy to sweep you off your feet.

As Rooster finished singing and the music was put back on you felt someone come over and stand by your side.

“So, Marylin, do you have a dance for a cowboy”

Looking across Hangman was stood next to you in a mock bow holding his hand out to you.

Smiling you placed your hand in his and let him lead you to the dancefloor, as he swung you into his arms you caught sight of Phoenix dancing behind him, smiling she winked at you, and you rolled your eyes back at her.  As the song ended and a slow song began neither of you moved, he pulled you closer and swayed you gently against him.  As you felt his body against yours and rested your cheek on his you felt like you had come home, and you never wanted the dance to end.  But eventually the song ended, and he released you.

Hangman glanced at his watch, there was five minutes until midnight, and he needed to make sure he was with you.  When he had danced with your earlier and held you in her arms he knew his fate was sealed.  Scanning the bar he searched for you, he could see Phoenix and Bob over by the bar, but he couldn’t find you.  He could feel his heart sink as he scanned back around the room,

“You ok man?”

“Coyote, have you seen Merlin?”

“Ahh, getting ready to make your move at midnight?”

“Not if I can’t find her”

“Last I saw her she was over at the bar with Mav”

Hangman swung around again and there you were, laughing with Mav.  As he started to move his way across to the bar, he heard the countdown begin.  He strode across the bar; his only thought was to get to you before the clock struck midnight.  

As you took the glass of champagne offered by Phoenix you couldn’t help but look around for Hangman, the thought of your dance echoing through your mind and as the countdown began you realised, he was the only one you wanted to be kissing as the new year began.  You saw him making a beeline for you across the bar as the countdown continued and you could feel the smile spreading on your face as he grew closer.  Your eyes met with his and the look of determination on his face made you smile even more.  He didn’t seem to even notice the women trying to get his attention as he moved through crowd and you realised, he only had eyes for you, and it made your heart soar.  He came to a stop in front of you as the countdown finished, five, four, three, two , one…

Cupping your face with his hands he pressed his lips to yours, gently at first but has he felt you respond he deepen the kiss.  There might as well not have been anyone else in the room in that moment, just you and him.  As you eventually broke apart to catch your breath,

“Happy New Year Merlin”

“Happy New Year Hangman”

The rest of the squad surrounded both of you,

“About time”

“Thank god, I thought they were never going to get there”

“Merlin, you can keep the $100, it was only an incentive to give you a little nudge”

Hangman looked at you with a quizzical look,

“$100?”

“She bet me $100 that we would kiss at midnight, as she seemed to think you wanted to kiss me” “Well she had that right, sweetheart I have been wanting to do that for months”

“I never thought you saw me in that way”

“Are you kidding me I was in love with you even before you wore that dress”

“Well cowboy best you take me home tonight or lose me forever”

“Yes Ma’am”

#hangman top gun #hangman fanfiction #hangman x reader #Hangman x Y/N #Jake hangman seresin #jake seresin x reader

[icanttalkimhavingacrisis]

But tread the water child, and know that meanwhile // rises the moon

[ Remus and Pandora Lupin as twins >>> ]

Remus Lupin had never known his mother - not really. Yes, he had met Hope, but he didn’t feel like he knew her. How could you know a woman who gave you up, anyway? Still, he didn’t believe that Hope could still surprise him at this point. That was until he first met Pandora.

He wasn’t sure how it was possible that being in the same year as Pandora he had no memory of ever encountering her before that first divination class. He sat at one of the circular tables, trying his best to ignore Sirius’ obnoxious laughter and James’ excessively loud slurping. He was too busy trying to place where he met that blonde haired girl before - the one sitting at that table, on the other side of the room, laughing at something Mary had said. He racked his memory - where was it? He was sure he knew those blue eyes, those platinum blonde locks - and it wasn’t the Malfoys.

“Remus Lupin?” the professor called out.

“Present.” Remus responded, not taking his eyes off the girl. She furrowed her brow, as though caught off-guard.

“Pandora Lupin?” His attention immediately switched to the professor. Lupin? That must’ve been a mistake - right?

“Present.” The blonde haired girl responded, turning to look at Remus. He met her gaze. No. It wasn’t possible - was it? But there it was, in plain sight. And all at once, Remus understood where it was he had seen her before. An old photo from the sixties - a muggle photo. A young Hope, laughing with her friends on some spray-painted wall. And this girl - Pandora - she was the spitting image of Hope - the spitting image of his mother.

Remus couldn’t focus much on divination after that, especially not with the whispered questions from Sirius and James (to which he answered with a few choice words, naturally), and as soon as class ended, he gathered his things, throwing them haphazardly into his bag and approaching the ravenclaw girl, the one with the blonde hair.

“Hi.” He said. The girl packed her bag and turned to regard Remus, blue eyes seeming to look straight through him - almost as piercing as Dumbledore’s.

“Hello,” She smiled at him. “I’m Pandora.” The girl extended a hand, and Remus awkwardly shook it. “And you’re Remus, if I remember correctly.”

“Uh. Yes.” Remus shook his head. “I’m sorry, but the professor said your last name was Lupin.”

“It is.”

“My last name is Lupin.”

“So I noticed.” Pandora tilted her head. “You look like someone I know. Have we met before?”

“I don’t think so.” Remus shook his head again. “But… well. My mother, Hope - she says I’m the spitting image of dad.” Pandora’s eyes widened, as did her smile.

“Well colour me stoked.” The blonde girl was basically grinning at this point. “My mom’s name is Hope, Remus.”

“But…” Remus furrowed his brow slightly. Yes, that would make sense, explain her resemblance. But if he had a sister - wouldn’t he know? “The boy’s home said I was an only child.”

“So did the sisters at the girl’s orphanage.” The classroom was entirely empty at this point. Pandora turned to the trap door. “Perhaps we should go? I have a free period now, if you want to compare notes?” Remus nodded, smiling.

“I’m free now too. Library sound good?”

“My common room is closer, and free at this hour.”

“I’m a Gryffindor.”

“So?” Pandora shrugged, stepping down the ladder. Remus followed behind her. “I spend most of my time in the Slytherin common room anyway, no one really cares.” Pandora flashed Remus a smile. “Besides, Lyall was a Ravenclaw. No-one will have anything against another Lupin in the tower.” Remus smiled again.

“Ok.” He extended his arm in a welcoming gesture. “Go on then. Lead the way.”

—

Remus Lupin never liked children. But now, looking down at his niece’s soft face, delicate blue eyes and fluffy white hair - he could imagine himself falling in love with children just like James had. His eyes were wide with wonder as he held the baby girl in his arms, as gently as he could. Sirius stood beside him, cooing at the baby. Remus turned to his twin sister.

“What’s her name?” He asked as softly as he could.

“We named her after you, moony.” Pandora smiled. Her eyes were framed by dark circles, her skin paler than usual. She looked tired. But also - happy. Content. Fulfilled. “Luna.”

“Luna Lovegood.” Sirius chuckled slightly. “That sounds like some pop singer’s stage name.”

“I like it.” Pandora shrugged. “Gives her character.”

“It does.” Remus nodded, turning back to look at the little girl in his arms. “Little Luna.”

“You two will be godparents of course?” Pandora leaned back on the pillow. “I need to know someone will care for her.”

“You’ll care for her, Panda.” Remus said sternly. “You’re not going anywhere.”

“Maybe.” Pandora smiled. “Still, promise me you two will be godparents?”

“Of course.” Sirius smiled.

“Good.” Panda sighed. She seemed relieved at that, as though a weight lifted from her shoulders. “Good.” She closed her eyes, and was soon fast asleep. Remus and Sirius left the room.

—

Remus Lupin’s eyes were stinging, but the tears never came. He hadn’t left the house in almost a year before today. Well. At least he still fit in his old funeral outfit.

Pandora’s funeral was beautiful, just like she was. Xenophilius and Luna sat in the first row, Remus beside the girl. He couldn’t bring himself to look at her, his five-year-old niece. His five-year-old godchild. The girl he and Sirius were supposed to care for together after Pandora left. Sirius… Remus shook his head. He couldn’t think about that right now. He wasn’t here for him. He was here for Pandora.

They placed the urn in the ground. Pandora would have liked it here. She would have liked the place that Xenophilius had picked out for her, close to nature - close to what she had loved so deeply. Remus sighed, feeling the weight of the past few months heavy on his shoulders, his arms limp at his sides. And then - he felt a small, warm hand fit into his own. He turned to see the young Luna, looking up at her, wide-eyed. Tears were flowing down her cheeks, but she was smiling. Remus felt his heart bleed for this child. To have something as wonderful as Pandora - and to lose it at such a young age. He felt his own eyes prickle with tears.

“Hello uncle moony,” Luna smiled at him. “It’s nice to see you again.”

“I’m not going anywhere, Luna.” The tears spilled free, flowing down his cheeks and onto the soft ground. “Not this time.”

—

“How’s our goddaughter been doing?”

“She’s the spitting image of her.”

“Hope?”

“Pandora.”

#pandora lupin #remus lupin #sirius black #luna lovegood #the lupins #mauraders #marauders era #fanfic #marauders fanfiction #dead gay wizards #dead gay witches #i am not normal about them

[g0kotta]

High school sweethearts

My fav TR characters as your high school sweethearts.

Haitani Rindou, Kawata Nahoya, Madarame Shion, Wakasa Imaushi, Kawaragi Senju, Shiba Yuzuha x gn!reader

Haitani Rindou/the hot quiet guy

♡We all (ok maybe not all but still) knew/know a guy like that in high school. He was always so quiet, but had the best facial expressions and also sometimes had arguments with the teachers or other students. He’s smart and is probably into history and chemistry.

♡A lot of people thought he was hot and tried to get a date with him, but failed. There were rumours that he was asexual, aromantic. Some people thought that he might have a significant other that goes to another school.

♡But he was actually just into you and didn’t know how to confess. You were this artsy person who wasn’t dumb, but wasn’t the smartest either. Rindou always thought you were cute and you two actually sat together in some classes. That’s how he got to know you.

♡After he confessed and you two started dating, EVERYONE was talking about it. It was a surprise that someone managed to date with the younger Haitani. People would turn heads to look at you two when you’d enter the school halls together, holding each other’s hands.

♡Rindou’s a sweetheart. He cares a lot about you and your happiness is his number one priority.

♡Cute caffe dates, carnival dates, picnics, zoo’s and etc. Loves taking pictures of you and has a folder full of pictures of you smiling.

♡His brother calls him a simp and sometimes makes jokes about how down bad he is for you. But he’s actually really happy for Rindou and loves you and how great you two treat each other. (He’s your number one supporter).

Kawata Nahoya/the jock and class clown

♡He’s that loud guy who disrespects the teacher and never listens to anything. Has fallen asleep during lessons.

♡But his jokes are really funny. Probably says them during the lesson and the whole class just starts laughing while the teacher is turning red from all of the anger.

♡Never does any homework, but he passes all of the tests/exams?? And get’s a really good grade too.

♡The two of you are the funniest couple in school that everyone loves, but also are jealous of. Gossips about you can always be heard.

♡You two always argue, but mostly in a joking manner. Like your whole relationship is so funny, but most people don’t realise that you two are joking. And that’s when the “I think they broke up.” or “They actually hate each other. I don’t even know why they were dating.” rumours begin.

♡You wear his jersey with his name on it. He lives for the days he gets to see you in it. Your number one hype man.

♡You get along with his brother and his mom loves you.

♡They’re all waiting for the wedding invitations lol

Madarame Shion/the most annoying guy in class

♡Literally never shuts up. Rarely shows up too. And if he does he spends most of his time in detentions. How is he not expelled yet?

♡Most people find him extremely annoying. He always boasts about his achievements and lies a lot too. Is his story real? Is it fake? You will never know.

♡When you two started dating everyone was shocked.

♡The sweetest person in school dating that asshole? No way. They thought he forced you into a relationship with him and asked if you are ok.

♡You actually found him funny and loved listening to everything he had to say. He never lied to you.

♡Shion might be an asshole but he respects you a lot and he loves you too. You were the only one to shower him with so much affection.

♡He gives off golden retriever energy.

Wakasa Imaushi/hottest guy in school

♡Everyone knows how good looking he is. Those eyes that enchant people, that smirk that makes the girls and guys go crazy, his smooth voice and that fluffy blonde hair. He was basically perfect and he himself knew that.

♡He used his looks to get whatever he wants. He got candy from the people that liked him, they brought him lunch, they did his homework. He was an asshole, but he was smart.

♡He never really liked anyone, but you caught his eye.

♡You were the new kid. Got there from another country and everyone was all up on you. You were extremely beautiful and he just had to make you his.

♡He tried everything, but it was unsuccessful. You just weren’t interested in him. He was too much of a stuck up for you. You had heard stories about him from others and you could he how he used others for his own benefits.

♡Throughout the whole high school years he only managed to become your friend. But he was still into you. And on the last day of school he once again stopped besides your locker and asked you out.

♡What he didn’t expect was for you to actually agree.

♡Now all he had to do was show you that he’s worth your time.

Kawaragi Senju/nicest girl in school

♡You noticed her first. It was hard not to. She was bubbly, loud and always nice. She had a smile on her face everyday and she talked to anyone and everyone.

♡You were the quiet type and you didn’t want to approach her first so you’d just watch her from afar.

♡She noticed that you’d look at her sometimes, but you had this unreadable face and she actually thought that you hated her.

♡You two were assigned to work on a project together and that’s when she realised how cool and fun you are. After the project was done you two gad already became best friends.

♡You’d be seen everywhere together. And if one of you was alone it still meant that the other would be there soon.

♡It wasn’t surprising to anyone once you started dating. The kids from school had been rooting for you since day one.

♡You two wear matching outfits, have matching jewellery, always take pictures of you two together and post them on instagram. Literal couple goals.

♡Ice cream dates!!!

♡She loves you so much. She writes your name with her surname on her notebooks (and sometimes she writes her name with your surname and draws a lot of hearts around it). Always day dreams about your future and your wedding.

♡If she could she would propose right now.

Shiba Yuzuha/the girl that everyone likes

♡Prettiest girl in school.

♡She canonically has a fan club for her in school which is full of girls that adore her if I remember correctly lol

♡She’s so nice, but still she’s quiet and reserved. You just have to talk to her first to make her open up more. After a while she’d start coming up to you first.

♡She’s strict and cares about her grades a lot while you were a complete opposite.

♡At first she felt a disliking towards you. But it changed after she had nowhere else to sit during lunch and she had to sit next to you.

♡You made her laugh a lot and she actually had an extremely fun time. She smiled while walking home from school while thinking about you.

♡You two started hanging out around school at first. Then you’d start going to caffe’s together, then to the park, then bowling.

♡And then one day she just asked you out on a date.

♡Power couple.

♡Everyone loves you two

♡Mitsuya LOVES you and Hakkai does too but he’s a little shy so he just malfunctions whenever you talk to him

#tokyo revengers #imagines #haitani rindou #haitani rindou x reader #haitani rindou x you #kawata nahoya x reader #kawata nahoya #smiley kawata #kawata nahoya x you #smiley x reader #shion madarame #madarame shion #madarame shion x reader #madarame shion x you #wakasa x y/n #wakasa imaushi x reader #imaushi wakasa #wakasa imaushi x you #senju kawaragi #kawaragi senju x you #akashi senju #akashi senju x reader #shiba yuzuha #yuzuha x you #yuzuha x reader #shiba yuzuha x reader #kawaragi senju x reader

[dekusdarling]

(I’m late. Not too late, but late enough. Sorry.)

“does this place really need to be this bright?” the blonde asked with a sneer, narrowing his eyes at the giant Christmas tree lit up in the dorm room. For a boy with such wealthy parents, you'd think he’d be used to people going above and beyond for Christmas.

he’s not.

“cmon, Bakugo, it’s nice! Doesn’t it look pretty?” Uraraka asked with a grin, clad in a red dress with a fluffy white hem; Santa Claus themed.

“yeah, pretty annoying” he grumbled, earning himself an eye roll, which he took with a quiet snort, scratching at his scar discreetly.

it still hurt. Not physically, that pain had quieted to a dull ache as the war ended, but Katsuki had always been a bit narcissistic. He sniffed a bit, the scent of peppermint tea invading his nostrils, making him more irritated.

“uh, do we really need to put up mistletoe?” A nervous voice rang out, the voice belonging to a certain green haired boy, who stared at the mistletoe Denki was putting up like it was on fire. Denki simply grinned, ignoring Izuku and continuing to put up the mistletoe.

Katsuki sighed, plopping onto the couch and rubbing his temples with a quiet groan.

“hey, Kacchan” a teasing voice rang out, as delicate arms wrapped around him. Y/n, his lover, his friend, his sparring partner, his. His lips quirked up in a small, brief smile before turning down again.

“that’s not my name” he grumbled with a huff, earning himself a brief cheek kiss and a giggle.

“sorry, sorry. Merry Christmas, baby, sugar, honey, sweetie, love, darling, dear-”

“ok, ok, I get it.” He said with a grin, kissing them on the jaw quickly.

mood officially brightened.

“are you gonna open presents or are you gonna sit here like the Grinch?” Y/n asked jokingly, playing with his hair.

“I always liked the Grinch. Never understood why the Whos didn’t just leave him alone.” He joked back, chuckling at their immediate pout, which made him wanna kiss their lips until they were sore. “Kidding, kidding. Why don’t you open yours first, sweet thing?”

Y/n smiled, handing him a gift with Izuku’s name written on the “from” side, the handwriting shaky as if the boy was tired or nervous when writing it; probably both. Y/n themself had a gift in their hands too, a beautifully wrapped one from Momo.

they opened the gifts in silent anticipation, practically cuddled together as Y/n squealed over the manga Momo had picked out specifically for them, and Katsuki pulled out the All Might collector’s edition baseball cap, signed by Toshinori with both “All Might” and his real name.

“little nerd knows how to pick gifts” he grumbled approvingly, pulling on the hat and rolling his eyes at the small squeak of excitement that escaped the green haired boy from across the room, who played it off (or tried to) with a cough.

“you should thank the little nerd” Y/n said with a chuckle, kissing his cheek as he nodded absentmindedly.

“Open my present. The one from me” he demanded, causing them to snicker at his imploring expression. Y/n grabbed the gift so delicately wrapped with Katsuki’s name scrawled out on it, and pulled a gift out from them to him with a sheepish smile.

“it’s not a lot, but I think you’ll like it.” They said nervously, to which he nodded and carefully opened the wrapping.

it was a black box containing a lot. First, a comb from Best Jeanist’s official website. A shirt with Katsuki’s full hero name and stats he found on Etsy some time ago and showed to them. A gift card for a full year of Spotify premium (which was a gift to themselves too, as they shared the account anyways). And a simple gold ring, solid gold with topaz gemstones accenting it; orange like his hero costume, and his favorite color. all the while, Y/n let out a gasp at the gift they got from Katsuki. A watch, a Rolex to be specific, fitted and styled for their body and clothing style, yet keeping to elegance that came with a watch of that kind.

“no, it’s too much. I can’t take this, love. There’s no way my gifts are worth this much!” They exclaimed, but Katsuki ignored that, already slipping off his shirt to yank on the new one, which fit him perfectly.

“you’ll take it, and you’ll take it with a smile, sugar. It’s for you.” He said with a smirk, chuckling as they pulled him into a hug and kissed his cheeks fervently.

this was a pretty great Christmas, to be fair.

it got better when it ended and the class had started to wind down for the evening, Katsuki walking Y/n to their room, always the gentleman. When he stopped at their door, they grinned and pointed upward. Ah, yes.

a green snap of mistletoe hung above her door, a tag that read “from Denki. MERRY CHRISTMAS BAKUGO.” protruding from the plant.

he groaned, leaning in expectantly, pretending not to enjoy the moment, anticipating their lips pressing in a brief kiss.

this kiss was not brief.

this kiss was a flame of need, silent proof that y/n had been holding out on Katsuki.

they kissed him silly, biting his bottom lip and their lips never once left his for a full minute, before they broke apart.

“well. Goodnight, Katsuki” they said, brushing off their outfit with a breathless sigh and slipping into their room.

cue Katsuki: 【*ﾟдﾟ*】

“oh no you don’t…” he growled, slipping into their room with a grin, shutting the door behind him.

that sure as hell was a Merry Christmas

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[hauntedwitch04]

Hi 😊

Could I ask for a Castiel Novak x plus size reader smut, please??

Castiel seems like a cute puppy by the way he looks.

Reader is super insecure about her body but she wanted to do Sam and Dean a favor and went to a bar/club with them. Some skinny chicks come up to reader and bully her cause of her body, when Castiel arraived and protects reader. They are talking outside, go to the Motel and castiel praises her body from head to toe

A/n: Hiii! I'm so sorry to be this late, but uni is killing me and I had litterally wrote it between train stops :) I hope you like it and respect your idea, with love Becky

Angel

Castiel Novak x plus size!reader

Words: about 1.7k words

Warnings: a bitch (she is a vamire so literally a monster), hating about your look and just a super cute and fluffy Cas ;)

Requests are open I Ask

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You knew that this choice of yours wouldn’t have brought you anything good, but no one could say no to Sam’s puppy eyes. You cursed the entire friendship with the Winchester brothers the moment you sat at the bar. 

They had a new case, a vampire it seems, that seduced women at this bar where you are right now, brought them home and then killed them. And obviously the second they understood that they needed a decoy turned to the third resident of the bunker with soft eyes and a question on their lips. Now you are sitting on a very uncomfortable chair, in a little skimpy dress that leaves little to none to the imagination of who you have near. You always had a bad relationship with your body, and when you saw the dress that Dean bought for you to go on the hunt you just wanted to run away and hide in your room feeling the little confidence that you have dissipated. Castiel on the other hand, felt your discomfort and didn’t really understand why you felt like that and decided to ask you about this feeling. “Why do you feel this bad? Dean has a great taste in dress, with all the porn videos-” Said the angel looking at you, while you felt your cheeks become red with embarrassment. 

“Yeah Cas we have understood.” Blocked him Sam, while he turned to look at you, with a concerned look. “Hey, by the way you don’t have to do this, you know it right? We can always find another way to hunt this vampire down.” 

You tried to find the courage to say what you felt to them, but the feeling of letting them down was too bad so you put a fake smile on your face and just lied another time to them: “Don’t worry, it’s not that. It’s just, I don’t think that this color suits me, you know.” You responded, and within a second, with a snap of his finger, Cas changed the color of the dress to your favorite, while still looking at you with his eyes, of a light blue that the same sky was jealous of it. 

“Thank you, so much better now.” You said, taking the dress from Dean's hands, and going to your room to change. After you arrived, you closed the door behind you and took a deep breath, thinking of how you will find the courage. 

You are lost in your thoughts when a man comes near you, and asks if you know where the bathroom is . You smile at him and give him the direction to find it. He smiles back at you, and thanks, before going where you told him. You return your attention back on the drink you have in your right hand, since you decided that there is no way you are doing all this shit sober. Dean and Sam are close by, just a few meters behind you, looking for signs of the monster you are hunting. You feel the phone buzzing near your hand, you look at it and you see a message from Sam. 

<<Everything ok?>> 

<<Yeah, he just wanted to know where is the bathroom.>> You texted back at him. You are about to ask him how long you have to stay, since you are starting to get really uncomfortable, when a hand takes place on your shoulder, and makes you turn in the direction of who is touching you. You see its owner is a young and pretty woman, with long blonde hair on her shoulder and a fake nose. You are concerned if you can even breath from how small the little dress is, her fake boobs look like they are gonna explode from the pressure. 

“What do you think are doing?” She ask you, and you look at her, while you don’t really understand what she is talking about. 

“Sorry, I think you are talking with the wrong person?” You say, trying to go back in the comfortable position you found moments before her arriving. 

 "No, bitch, I'm really talking to you. What do you think you're doing, hitting on my man? Well you are so wrong. Do you really think someone like you could ever be interested in anyone, I mean have you seen yourself in the mirror? The poor guy would certainly get crushed if he tried to sleep with you. And don't you think this dress is a bit too much for you, you certainly have a lot of nerve to put on something like this showing everything that is wrong with you.-" The girl is interrupted by you, who quickly grabs your things and runs out of the club. Dean seeing this abrupt escape calls you on the phone to find out if everything is all right, not having heard, but having seen that a woman, not very kind in her own words, had approached you in a threatening manner. You, as usual in these cases, lie to your friend saying that you merely couldn't stay inside the freaking club anymore and would be back inside in a few minutes, trying not to let him hear through your cell phone the urge you have to cry.

Once the call with Dean is over, alone, you finally burst into tears, releasing the tension you had been building up for the past few minutes.

You spend a decida of minutes sobbing in the farthest, darkest corner of the parking lot, hoping no one sees you, when you suddenly hear a rustling of wings.

Turning around, you see Castiel, looking worriedly at you as you try to wipe away the tears left on my cheeks.

"Dean and Sam found the vampire; she was the woman who attacked you. Her victims must have been girls she had seen at the bar, and taken in a rage of anger and jealousy, she killed them." He explains, not immediately asking why you were put that way.

"Great, I would say case closed. Come on it's time to go home." You say then walk to where the Impala is parked, but Castiel rests a hand on your arm and stops you.

"The guys sent me to see if I was okay."

"I'm perfectly fine. That woman did nothing to me while I was at the bar."

"Maybe physically, but I can feel that you are in pain. Can I help you in any way?" The angel asks, and you can't help but melt at his words. You've always had a slight crush on Castiel, ever since the first times he helped you and the brothers, unable to deny that he is a charming man, but since he's been spending more and more time with you the simple attraction has evolved into much deeper feelings. Feelings that you are afraid to externalize to the beautiful angel in front of you.

"Yes quiet Cas, everything is fine. Only you know what they say, the truth hurts." You comment as you give a fake smirk. Castiel looks at you confused as he bends his head slightly to the right.

"What do you mean the truth? What did that woman tell you?" The angel asks, suspecting that there is much more to it than you try to hide.

"Nothing, really, never mind." You repeat, but this time Castiel is not fooled by your matter-of-fact answer, and laying two fingers on your forehead, he sees the events that took place just before: the painful words of that girl and all the sadness you felt at hearing them.

When he pulls away from you, you couldn't tell if the angel is more angry or pained as he looks at you. Quickly and without warning, he wraps his arms around you, and you can almost imagine the feel of his wings wrapped around your body: soft and fragrant, like his clothes.

"Sorry, I know you shouldn't look inside other people's heads, however, you were lying to me and you are hurting, and I couldn't leave you to suffer, but I had to know why you were suffering so." He tries to explain, before holding you tighter in his arms, and moving his head from the crook of your neck so he can look you in the face. "Don't believe a word that woman said. You are the most perfect living being I have ever seen, and believe me I have seen many throughout history, but nothing I have ever known compares to you. If I didn't know what angels are, I would say that you are one, in fact if they asked me I would say that you are my angel." She confesses at the end in a whisper so light that you could swear you were imagining it, but confirming her words are her eyes looking at you with such adoration that you feel you could almost catch fire.

"Cas...I don't know what to say I-"

"Don't say anything then." He tells you, smiling. "For once try to take a compliment without saying anything in return." He continues, and you can't help but blush and lean your forehead against his chest to hide the blush that had appeared on your cheeks.

"In fact maybe you know there is one thing you could say." He says a few seconds later, as you stood in silence for a moment enjoying that moment of calm.

"What?" You ask curiously, as you raise your face to look into his eyes, not realizing that your lips are extremely close.

"You might say yes when I ask you in a little while if you would like to go out with me tomorrow night, to eat at that restaurant you like so much." He proposes, as he looks intensely at your lips and with difficulty pulls away from them to look into your eyes. You can't help but giggle.

"You really do spend too much time with Dean." You comment, shaking your head.

"Maybe, but at least it taught me how to tell the girl I love how I feel." He says, before leaving a kiss near the corner of your mouth and then untying himself from your embrace and walking toward the car, leaving you shocked standing still in the same spot for several minutes.

"Hey, are you okay?" Dean asks you, who without your noticing had arrived next to you. You simply nod. "Well then it's time to go unless you want to have a romantic date with the cop at the station." He comments, winking. You blink and realize that you really need to get moving.

After all, a date tomorrow you already have. 

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[callsigndragon]

Tasting the Ashes | Ch. 28: Red ✍️

Word count: 729

Warnings: mentions of pregnancy and fluffy Jake.

A/N: It's a small chapter but I will upload another one in a bit so stay calm everyone. And yes, we're changing the moodboard, you know what that means? d R A M A

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"That bitch did what?"

"Babe, breathe. You're heavily pregnant, and I don't want you to be stressed." Jake pleads, trying to make Red sit down. But it’s useless.

“Oh, don’t worry. I’ll have plenty of time to breathe when I make that bitch comprehend that you don’t mess with a Mitchell.”

“Okay, but remember that you had authorization to kill my father. You can’t kill this girl.”

“There are destinies worse than death, cowboy.” Red grabs her phone from the coffee table and calls Jazz.

“What can I do for you, my favorite queen?” Jazz answers, raising her voice, so Red can hear her over the buzzing ambient of the district. She’s working a night shift today.

“Someone is threatening Hen.” Red informs her.

“Give me a sec.” Red can hear movement and a door closing, the background noise ceasing instantly. “Give me a name, I’ll find them.”

“Regina Attwater. She worked with me and Hen until her accident.”

Jazz types her name on the computer, instantly coming up with a criminal record. “She definitely has a past, and it's not a good one. But I can’t tell you more.”

Red frowns, looking at Jake. “Why?”

“It’s empty. Someone erased it. I can’t know why she has a criminal record.”

And then, it hit her. “Oh shit, Gina’s dad is in the department.”

“Wait… her father is Richard Attwater?” Jazz inquires, immediately opening an internet browser to search for existing photos of Richard and his family. “I found a picture of him with a young woman, I’ll send it to you, so you can tell me if it’s her.”

Red waits a few seconds and opens the notification that pops up on her phone. In the photo in front of her, an old man with gray hair, and dress uniform was hugging his daughter, a young, blond woman who looked defiant to the camera.

Yeah, that’s Gina.

“It’s her, Jazz. We’re fucked up, aren’t we?” Red mutters, feeling the tears in her eyes as she knows that, no matter how much they try to sue her for what she’s doing to Hen, her father will somehow drop those charges. She’s untouchable.

“Yes, we are. Unless you want to call the NCIS, I think we’re fucked.”

“NCIS will say that this isn’t enough to open a case against her.” Jake hugs her soon-to-be wife, caressing her belly and feeling how little Maeve reacts under his touch, kicking his hand. Jake wants to smile, even though he knows this isn’t the right moment to do it.

“Honey, we’ll take care of Hen. But now you need to take care of you. Please.” Jake insists, noticing the tiredness in Red’s eyes. She has enough stress with the baby, she doesn't need any of this. It was a bad idea to tell her.

"I'm ok-"

"If you finish that sentence I will put you to bed myself."

"This is getting too kinky for me. I'll call you tomorrow, love. Bye." Jazz says before hanging up.

"Jake!"

"Don't whine, it's late and you need to rest."

"But-" She starts, but Jake raises a warning eyebrow. "Jake, she's your sister."

"Yeah, I know. Believe me I want to protect her more than anyone. But I'm not risking Maeve."

Red gives up, making grabby hands so Jake can help her get up from the sofa. "Let's go to sleep. I'll talk with the other girls tomorrow and see what we can do."

"That's my girl." Jake smiles, kissing her forehead while helping her.

"Where's Liam?"

"Bubs fell asleep a while ago. At least we finished the story today."

"What story?" She questions while he leads her to their bedroom.

"Tangled. He really likes Flynn."

"Who doesn't. Have you seen the man?" Red sighs, remembering the movie.

"Hey, it's me. Your fiancé." Jake states, pointing a finger to his face.

Red sighs again, entering the room and sitting on the bed. "Yeah, but just because Flynn isn't real."

"You're mean."

"But you love me." She shrugs, with a teasing smile.

"More than you could ever imagine."

Jake turns off the light and gets in bed with Red, kissing her belly and whispering lovely words to his baby girl before cuddling with the love of his life and falling asleep.

Tomorrow, he'll call the family, and all of them will think about how to deal with Gina.

Together.

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[triplexdoublex]

Truly, Madly, Deeply

Pairing: Derek Smith (Modsun) x reader

Warnings/ tags: fluffy smut, pinning down by wrists, mentions of a possible future pregnancy/children.

A/N: 3,253 words! I’m absolutely in love with how this turned out. Based off a dream I had. Hopefully, other people besides my old ass catch the reference at the end. Enjoy! Gimme all the Feedback!!!

With hugging, cuddling, chaste kisses and exchanging ‘I love yous’, it’s safe to say the line between friends and lovers is definitely blurred when it comes to you and Derek. In your heart of hearts the line no longer exists for you; you’ve fallen head over heels IN-LOVE with your best friend. You can only hope he feels the same way.

And while you’ve always found Derek attractive throughout his ever changing style, his latest look made it even harder for you to keep your eyes off him. His once blonde hair now dark as a Raven, with a matching mustache , makes his ocean eyes appear a more vibrant tropical blue. He looked like a dark tempting mystery you were dying to solve.

After torturing yourself over the ‘should I’s’ and ‘what if’s’ of confessing your true feelings for Derek, you decide to confide in his best friend Colson and get his opinion on it.

“I’m pretty sure the feeling is mutual,” he assures you. “I see the way he looks at you when he thinks no one is watching, the boys smitten.”

*************

Armed with all the bravery you can muster up and Colson’s assurance from the previous day, you decide today's the day you're going to tell Derek the way you really feel. You should be nervous right now but it's hard to feel anything negative when you’re already laying in the grass at the skatepark with the man of your dreams, your head using Derek’s unshaven chest —also part of his new edgier look— as a pillow, while you watch the clouds roll by.

“That one looks like a heart,” you point out. “Your turn.”

“Ok, ummmm.. ooh that one looks like Genesha!”

“Like the Hindu God on your back tattoo? I’m not seeing it,” you say quizzically.

“Right there,” he points, “That big fluffy part uptop is like the elephant ears and head, and all the thin wispy cirrus clouds below it are the trunk and its multiple arms.”

“Looks more like an octopus or jellyfish to me,” you shrug. “But I always love the creative things your brilliant mind comes up with when we do this together.”

Then suddenly you remember when Derek first got his Ganesha tattoo, and how he explained how it symbolizes the removal of obstacles and new beginnings. ‘This is it! This is a sign!’ You think to yourself ‘Now’s the time!’

“Derek, I need to tell you something.” You state, switching your position onto your stomach and elbows next to him.

“Of course, what is it?” He questions, half sitting up resting back on his forearms.

“I love you!” You blurt out.

“Ok… I love you too, you know that.” He sounds confused.

“No..” You take a big breath. “Like I’m IN LOVE with you, I wanna be with you…” You let your words hang in the air as you patiently wait for Derek to hopefully say he’s in love with you too.

But all he finally says is “OH.”

Your stomach sinks and you swallow hard. “I was hoping you feel the same way??” You prompt him.

“Y/N… I-I don’t think it’s a good idea, I cherish our friendship and I don’t want anything to potentially ruin it.”

“Derek, I cherish our friendship too, and I get your concern but we could make it work, I know we could. We’ll always be best friends no matter what. We have an unbreakable bond. Just tell me if you feel the same —“

“Y/N, I already told you how I feel,” he quickly gets up and grabs his skateboard and heads to the half pipe without another word.

You walk over to a shady spot under the pavilion and pull out your phone to text Colson.

Y/N: Thx a lot, the feeling is NOT mutual and I’m pretty sure Derek’s never gonna talk 2 me again now 😫

Colson: Derek’s literally textin me right now freakin out cuz he DOES feel the same way but he's scared to tell you and take things further cuz he’s terrified that if it doesn’t work out he’ll lose you forever, but now he’s worried that your mad at him and you guys are gonna be awkward around each other.

Y/N: Wait , seriously! He said that???

Colson: Yes! I told you! Do I know my boy or what?

Y/N: So now what do I do?

Colson: give him time. he needs to realize on his own it’ll work & he won’t lose you. act normal but flirty so he knows you’re still interested & not upset. i say he breaks by the end of the day!

Y/N: thx you’re the best! Shit, phone’s about to die

Right after you hit send your phone screen goes black. “Fuck,” you mumble to yourself looking around for a clock. You don’t see one but you do see another skater sitting nearby looking down at his phone, and you get up and walk over.

“Hey, you mind telling me the time? My phone just died.”

“Yeah, 2:13. But you sure you should be talking to me. I don’t want no drama with your boyfriend over there?”

“We’re not dating,” you roll your eyes at first but then smile to yourself realizing that even a stranger can see the chemistry you and Derek have.

“That’s what he said too when I asked him, but then when I asked if he minded if I shoot my shot he said ‘I'd prefer if you didn’t.’ So I was confused.”

“Oh reallllly,” you snicker to yourself, saving that tidbit of information for later, and instead calling out to Derek, who’s now grabbing a water from the vending machine “See even strangers think we’re dating!”

He responds by sticking his tongue out at you in true Derek fashion, his playful personality shining through. And that’s when you know you guys are gonna be okay.

The ride back to Derek’s is mostly quiet, but not awkward. You share the same comfortable silence you’re always able to with Derek. You’re the first to speak as the car approaches his street.

“Have I told you how much I like this new look on you?” You smile “Very mysterious,” you add in a mock deep voice.

“Yeah?” Derek laughs, pulling into his driveway.

“Yeah, you look a hott guy at a poetry slam, a sexy Gomez Addams, a handsome modern day Edgar Allen Poe, if you will.” You playfully compliment him as you both exit the car. “Ohhh and Johnny Depp!”

“You’re too much,” he cracks up, turning the key in the front door.

Once inside his bedroom Derek— still shirtless— sits on the bottom edge of his bed to kick off his shoes. It’s then that you take notice of the pink hue of his cheeks.

“I made you blush,” you tease in a sing-song voice, making your way over to him. “C’mon Derek, just admit you feel the same way I do, I already know you do, I just wanna hear you say it.” You step closer and into a wider stance, his legs now sandwiched between yours.

A warm, guilty smile spreads across his face; a smile that says everything he’s too scared to. But he’s almost there. You can feel it. You have to keep trying.

“Soooo Derek, if you won't admit you have feelings for me, then why’d you tell the guy at the skatepark that you ‘prefer he didn't shoot his shot’ at me, huh?”

His smile spreads and his blush deepens, but he still hasn’t said a word.

Time to up the ante.

“I know it’s hard to talk about feelings sometimes, so let’s talk about something different…” you smirk, pausing to lift your knees onto the bed; one on either side of Derek’s lap, officially straddling him. You lean forward and tuck a piece of dark hair behind his ear and whisper “Tell me Derek, do you ever wonder how it would feel to be inside me?”

Involuntarily, Derek lifts his hips, briefly grinding against you, already half hard.

“I’ll take that as a yes!” You giggle, rolling your hips against him as you pull your shirt up over your head and off.

The next thing you know, Derek’s lips are on your clavicle. Low grumbling moans escape him as he kisses a path up your neck, and over your jaw to your mouth. He gently cradles your face; thumbs by your ears and fingertips pressed to the nape of your neck. You part your lips for him; a silent invitation you pray his tongue RSVPs to.

It replies almost instantly, slipping in between your lips and over your teeth to the warm welcome of your own tongue. They dance and twirl in rhythm with your heavy breathing, as you both fall back onto the bed, with you on top.

Sure you’ve kissed Derek before, but nothing like this. This is far more intimate than friendly pecks hello and goodbye. This is a declaration of love written in calligraphy with his tongue. And even though his actions speak louder than words, a part of you still needs to hear him say it.

“Derek…” you pull back from a kiss, your hand gently pushing down on his chest.

“W-what’s wrong?” He sits up half way, on his elbows, and looks up at you confused and concerned.

“Derek,I’m sorry but I need to hear you actually say it before we take this any further. I need to know it’s true.”

Finally, Derek begins to speak; A endless river of rapidly flowing words: “What do you want me to say Y/N? That I’m in love with you, that I’ve been in love with you since the first day we met all those years ago at that party Colson threw, but that I never made a move because I respected the fact that you had a boyfriend at the time. And that by the time that relationship ended I had already dug myself so deep in the friendzone that I didn’t know how to claw myself back out, so all I could do was offer you a shoulder to cry on, because I didn’t want to compromise our friendship. That it was more important to me to have you in my life forever, than to take a chance at love and possibly lose you forever. That every relationship I’ve had since then has failed, because mentally all I do is compare them to you, and they’ll never be good enough. That at times I’ve kept my eyes closed during sex with other women so that I could picture you beneath me instead. So to answer your question — yes, I have wondered what it would feel like to be inside you. I’ve whispered your name as I climaxed alone thinking about it late at night when I can’t sleep. In fact every stain on my sheets is because of you. Or that I’ve mentally picked out your engagement ring; a one carat Marquis-cut Solitare because you like the simplicity, with a white gold band because you think yellow gold is dated and platinum is unnecessary because white gold looks just as good for half the price. That I’ve imagined your belly swollen with my children; boy/girl twins because they run in your family. And we would name them Melody and Lyric after your love of music —especially the 90’s—and the fact that you’ve had the names picked out since you were a child yourself. And lastly, but most importantly that I’m so grateful that you were braver than me and admitted your feelings for me today because I don’t know if I ever would have found the courage.” He finally takes a breath. “Is that what you wanted me to say?”

“Yes!” Your eyes brim with happy tears. “That’s all I wanted to hear you say and more.”

“Good, cuz it’s all true,” his smile reaches his eyes. “Now where were we?” He sits up fully, his mouth transforming into a smirk before finding your neck again.

He licks, sucks and nibbles the column of flesh while he explores your body. The feeling of his mouth and tongue on your neck sends a tingle through your whole body straight to your core. His hands swiftly roam over your bra, cupping your breasts before ascending down your sides to your hips, then finally, landing on your ass. He grips in tightly, moving you against him. His breath is warm and heavy against your flesh, as he enjoys the friction. Sliding his hands up from your ass to your back, he pauses momentarily to unhook your bra. You assist him in its removal, shrugging the straps off your shoulders and tossing it to the side.

“Fuck, they’re even more perfect in real life, than my fantasies,” he gasps, grabbing two handfuls before swiftly rolling you over so that he’s now on top— now in control.

The quick position change catches you by surprise and you let out a small playful shriek that makes Derek laugh as he pins your wrists above your head.

“I love you so much.” He kisses the words into your chest.

“I love you so much, too — Fuck…” you let out a ragged breath at the feeling of Derek taking one of your nipples into his mouth. He teases the tender nub with his teeth tugging gently, the arousing sensation causing you to squirm underneath him. Derek looks up, watching your face morph in pleasure: eyebrows knitted, lids closed, mouth open. He continues to suck and tease your breasts, really getting into it, when suddenly his mustache brushes against your sensitive nipple making you laugh.

Derek pauses a moment. “What’s so funny?”

“Your mustache—it tickles.”

“Yeah?.. .” he smirks. “I’ll show where else it tickles.” With his fingers hooked in the waistband of your leggings and panties, he quickly tugs you to the foot of the bed, pulling them down to your ankles in the process. You kick them off the rest of the way and Derek settles between your legs, wrapping an arm around each thigh before pulling you to his mouth. The instant his tongue and lips make contact with your wetness, all your breath leaves your body; and with the way he’s now begun a pulsating suction on your clit, you know your soul will be soon to follow. But the second your back arches off the bed and your legs begin to tremble, he pauses and switches things up, licking lazy circles around your clit. He selfishly wants to make this last.

“Fucking tease,” you whimper, collapsing back down against the bed. You let out a low moan as he slides two fingers inside you, working them in tandem with his tongue. It’s hard to describe the alluring yet slightly taboo feeling of his fingers—that you once only knew in a friendly manner: holding back your hair after one too many drinks or holding your hand while you've cried —are now inside of you on a journey to your peak. Each lick of his tongue and added friction of his mustache kindles a fire in your abdomen. Each curl of his fingers stokes the flame higher and hotter, until you're engulfed in the blaze of your orgasm. “F-uck— Derek, don’t stop!” You wail in ecstasy, reaching out to grab the back of his head as your legs clamp around the sides of his face. He works you through your orgasm, slowly and gently taming the inferno down to glowing embers.

Slowly, he begins kissing back up your torso, his bright blue eyes looking up at you through messy midnight stands. As he makes his way to your lips you can’t help but notice droplets of your arousal still clinging to the tips of his mustache like morning dew. You reach out and cup his face with both hands.

“Saving this for later?” You tease, swiping your thumbs over the residue on the dark hair of his upper lip, before pulling him in for a kiss.

Surprisingly turned on at the fact that you can still taste yourself on his tongue, you moan into the kiss as Derek fumbles with his belt and zipper. Once undone, you aid Derek in the removal of his pants and boxers, wrestling them off with your legs and feet while you continue to steal each other’s breath with your needy mouths.

With both your nude bodies pressed together, Derek reverses your positions, so he’s on the bottom but sitting upright with you perched on his lap.

“Ready?” he reaches down to graps himself, watching as he teases the head back and forth between your excited folds before guiding himself to your entrance. Both your bodies move in unison; him slowly pushing in as you sink down, then finally meeting at the hilt.

For a moment neither of you move, your eyes locked, joyful smiles spread across your face as you just take in everything that comes with being connected like this— the emotions, the sensation, the way he fits like he was molded just for you, the long awaited fantasies come to fruition. It all feels too good to be true, both you and Derek’s eyes well with happiness. A single tear rolls down your cheek and Derek thumbs it away, cradling your face.

“I love you, Y/N—,” his voice cracks “and I always will”

“I love you too, Derek I’ve waited for this for so long”

“Me too,” he smiles, pressing his forehead to yours.

Naturally, your bodies respond to one another and fall into rhythm— you rocking your hips in his lap as he gently thrusts, using your backside for leverage, pulling you in. Each following movement increases in speed and vigor until the meeting of your bodies is audible—although the sound of you chanting Derek’s name drowns it out.

“Derek, FUCK—!” You pant, as he marks up your neck. “DER—EK! Fuck you’ve got me so close!”

“Fuck, y/n, want you to ride me,” he moans breathily into your ear, pulling you down on top of him as he lays back. “Yeah, fuck, j-just like that” he grips your hips, as they rolls in waves against his pelvis.

“God, Derek, I’m so close!” You begin stirring your hips faster and faster until you feel your climax start to build.

“Me too.. Mmmhmm, Fuck, Cum for me!” He helps guide your movements when they falter and grow sloppy the closer you get to your peak.

And then it hits: a bolt of pleasure striking in your abdomen, sending tendrils of electricity buzzing through your body, as you cry out in ecstasy. The way your walls contract around him has him dangerously close as well.

“Shit, I’m gonna cum.” He quickly rolls you both over and pulls out, pumping himself a few times before finishing on your stomach. “S-sorry…,” he starts, out of breath. “… couldn’t remember… if you were still taking … birth control or not?”

“I.. am.” You reply, equally out of breath.

“Ok good, lemme get you cleaned up.”

Derek retreats to the bathroom and returns with a warm cloth. He wipes his remnants from you, tosses the cloth in his laundry basket and lays down beside you. You scoot closer to him and place your head on his chest,tracing delicate circles through his chest hair, while you both silently bask in the post-sex afterglow.

“I wanna lay like this forever,” Derek breaks the silence.

“Until the sky falls down on me,” You agree with a smile.

#Derek smith #derek smith smut #derek smith x reader #mod sun x reader #mod sun smut #mod sun #machine gun kelly #mgk #colson baker

[prettypinkpuddles]

so good for them

aftercare is like… the pinnacle.. i’m not using that word properly.. whatever!

i’ll be using thoma, kazu, yoimiya and beidou

please… enjoy! ⭐️

“that’s it, relax and rest now, baby.” thoma pulled a blanket over your trembling body, stroking your sweaty figure with a soft and serene tone

you looked up at him, pushing your head into his hand, making him chuckle. “silly thing.”

he started pampering you, asking if you were hungry, if you were thirsty, cold, hot, or if you are still feeling dazed.

he fed you some taiyaki, let you drink dango milk, and completely babied you as you recovered. he rubbed at the forming bruises with lotion, gave you kisses in your tender spots and kept you happy and content.

“would my princess like me to bru-!”

before he could even finish, you tossed the brush into his lap, turning away from him to push the bristles through your hair.

“please.”

“oh, i’m done, Y/N-sweetie! i promise it’s over.” kazuha pulled himself out of your sobbing form, pulling you into his arms, shushing you and rubbing your back.

he quickly found what he did that you didn’t like and apologized, then started cleaning you up. running you a bath and wiping you down with feminine wipes, massaging the lotion into your skin, making you your favorite dish and telling you how wonderful you were.

“i had no idea you could take so much. you’re lovely.” he cooed in your ear as he smoothed the orgasmic shivers from your body.

you hummed and pulled your arms over his shoulders, “i love you…. you’re so sweet and caring, you always make sure i’m taken care of…”

he chuckled, telling you how much he just wanted to spoil you, “i want your desires filled. i want you to be happy, baby.”

“peachie?” yoimiya poked at your subtle skin and tilted her head at your stirring form. you blinked awake and grinned at the bright girl, already wide awake.

“oh good! i thought i might’ve hurt you; you immediately fell asleep and i couldn’t properly care for your rope burns and such!” she grabbed a container of moisturizer and smeared it over your thighs, arms, tummy and neck. “i don’t need you bruising from our romps, now! it’s be embarrassing to explain to people how you got those..”

she began rambling about all the things she had to do that day, she promise Kaede that she’d make a set of fireworks for her birthday, she was supposed to get a restock of purple and blue coloring by noon, and she was expected to be at a meeting for businesses in Narukami Island at 3:30 in place of her father because he wouldn’t be able to hear everything well.

“sounds like a lot! and kaede will want you to stay at her party and her parents will want you have a bite to eat… i think you’re going to be late to the meeting. i could always go for you.” you looked at the blonde girl as she tied up her fat fluffy ropes on her back.

“oh! that’s a great idea, peachie! you’d be saving a lot of time and trouble if you did!”

you nodded to going to the meeting and she squeezed you in a tight hug, kissing your face a million times, blessing you with the electro archon’s grace and waved you goodbye as she left.

“peppercorn!”

beidou looked down at you with concern. she took her chin her hand left hand, easing her toy out of with her right.

“how’s my sea star?”

you shook your head with a whine and she had you sit up on a few cushions and pillows.

she reached for a flask of water and handed it to you to drink. “did you get seasick suddenly?”

you shook your head, “i just got nervous.. i’m sorry, i don’t really know what caused it.”

she smiled at you and cupped your cheek. “that’s alright, but do you want to stop for tonight? it’s ok if you do.”

you nodded and dropped the flask on the desk, asking her if she could just lie down with you. she obliged and took you in her arms, taking on the role of big spoon for your enjoyment.

“i think it was the ropes, the ones on my shoulders and back.” you said. “they were putting pressure on that scar and i freaked out.”

Beidou hummed and kissed your forehead, “well then we simply won’t put the ropes in that type of knot!”

i got carsick guys i’m sorry

here’s some more content by me! ⭐️

#genshin impact #reader insert #genshin smut #genshin thoma #genshin kazuha #genshin yoimiya #genshin beidou #thoma x reader #thoma x y/n #thoma x you #kazuha x reader #kazuha x y/n #kazuha x you #yoimiya x reader #yoimiya x y/n #yoimiya x you #beidou x reader #beidou x y/n #beidou x you

[chuuyrr]

hello!!! I really love your scarlet witch JJK series, especially the ones where you do crossovers with Tokyo Revengers!! i really like the Haitani brothers, so could I ask if you could write a scenario where reader is dating them? if it’s not possible I understand! thank you and have a nice day!

the haitani brothers as scarlet witch! fushiguro! reader's boyfriend

jujutsu kaisen x reader x tokyo revengers

masterlist of the series

╰➤ CW(s): possible spoilers for tokyo revengers and jujutsu kaisen, themes of fluff, mentions of scarlet witch's powers, soft! boyfriend! ran & rindou content

╰➤ PAIRING(s): ran haitani x reader, rindou haitani x reader (them as your boyfriends separately)

hi omg thank you so much! im so down bad for the haitani brothers, especially for ran 😩 he's like my second fave, next to mikey hehe. also, this literally an opportunity for me to write and have something fluffy about them because most of the content i see for the haitani brothers here are nsfw or just straight up smut :( ok enough me rambling smh HAHAHAHA, enjoy reading!! anon dear ♡

rindou haitani as your boyfriend !

rindou most likely met you at his school. despite your lack of popularity, you were the person who stood out to him. he found you alone, during lunch breaks, libraries, and so on. he remembered you as a student in his class who is quite introverted and absent a few times per month (because you had jujutsu-related missions to take care of), but who excels academically.

however, his viewpoint of you completely changed when you ran into him in roppongi only to find him in a bit of a pickle with some people, delinquents you noted to be part of some sort of gang.

you recognized the blue-blonde-haired boy as haitani rindou, your cold and blunt classmate who only speaks when necessary. you'd only spoken to him a few times in class when you were grouped with him. you immediately threw the paper bags you were carrying and, well, just jumped into action.

you swept the floor with the delinquents who dared to challenge him, not even breaking a sweat, leaving rindou speechless.

he was filled with questions after witnessing that. when did you learn to fight in that manner? you were fantastic. you were a completely different person not long ago. when you thrusted your leg and threw sharp consecutive punches, your seemingly introverted self vanished. that confidence and sharpness you had just now was attractive.

"uh, hello there," you said, laughing, "i-i can explain! my father taught me self-defense."

it was partially true. you weren't just capable of psionic energy manipulation and the like; you also knew how to fight with fists and kicks, but you mostly imbued your attacks with psionics to make it easier and harsher for those goddamn bullies.

"fushiguro, look out!"

rindou was the one who jumped into action next, just as you turned around behind your back. he effortlessly took out the barely conscious delinquent standing behind you easily and completely, surprising you this time.

"eh? you know jujitsu?" as you lifted an index finger, you muttered, recognizing the fighting style.

this entire time, rindou could have defended himself?

as cliché and ironic as that seemed, that was the kickstart to your and rindou's relationship. rindou became that one friend you'd have during breaks, and eventually your partner in class. the two of you started talking the next day after that little incident as if you had been friends for a long time now, and because of that, you and rindou instantly became the talk of the school, but you didn't mind, and thankfully he didn't either.

you didn't feel so lonely anymore at school. you always had trouble mingling with other kids since you were homeschooled for the most part of your life, but what shocked you was how genuinely sweet he actually was despite how cold and stoic he appeared to be. oh, if only you knew how rindou had been admiring you from a distance the beginning, always wanting to talk to you and just get to know you.

rindou would casually buy and give you your favorite snacks and drinks by leaving them on your table at school and take you on study dates. your conversations mostly consisted of you ranting about supernatural stuff aside from school subjects, and him telling you about his love of music and DJing by making you listen to songs he likes that he thinks you'll also like, and you do.

as the days turned into weeks, you and rindou grew closer, and it appears that you two had been keeping secrets of your own, and it was only then that you discovered the true identities you and him masked. you, a sorceress who exorcises curses and capable of harnessing chaos magic; rindou, a delinquent known to rule over roppongi alongside his older brother, ran.

the night you told him about your identity and powers as the scarlet witch, as well as the existence of curses, was also the night rindou told you about how he ruled roppongi with his older brother, ran, but for some reason, he seemed more concerned about your reaction to his secret, even if yours was much bigger.

"you really don't mind me being a witch and stuff? you don't think i'm weird?" you asked, completely baffled.

"why would i think that?" rindou blinked, "aren't you at least concerned that i'm a.. you know?" he shrugged his shoulders.

"rindou, my family are literally curse users, and my biological dad used to be an assassin." you countered, blinking.

"oh, right.." rindou nodded slowly, taking in the information you had just told him. "i guess that's actually much of a bigger secret than mine."

"it really is." you laughed, and so did he after.

after your confession of secrets with another, it didn't take long for you to start dating rindou. rindou literally fell even more in love with you as he learned more about you and everything.

he is glad and grateful that you, of all people, have faith in him. the only challenging part of dating rindou was hiding the fact that he was a gang member and such, so your relationship with rindou was a secret not only to gojo but also to the rest of the jujutsu sorcerers you saw as family, which is why sneaking out had become one of your greatest skills, and the best kind was sneaking out at night just to be with him when no one was awake.

"rin? oh my god, you're really out there."

it was three in the morning and you looked out your window to see your boyfriend, the one and only haitani rindou, riding his motorcycle in his pajamas; a matching lounge set of sweatshirt and sweatpants. you two were having late-night conversations, which escalated into you wanting to see him because you've been stressed out by school and jujutsu-related issues, and it wasn't long before he called you to say he was right outside.

despite the fact that your boyfriend was from roppongi, which was quite far from where you lived, he would go to great lengths to be with you and make you happy.

"put your phone down and come here before i get infinite voided by your dad or something," rindou joked on the phone before hanging up and motioning you to come down.

risks had always been a common thing for you since then.

you also know that, despite his jokes about your dad, rindou is fearful of him. i mean, sure it's gojo satoru, but that's just it. for goodness sake, he's gojo satoru, your father was the strongest jujutsu sorcerer in existence, inheritor of the six eyes and all, and he's very protective of you.

you quickly grabbed one of your jackets and layered it over your pajamas before slipping on some slippers and using your chaos magic to teleport outside, not only to avoid waking up gojo with your footsteps, but also to make things easier for you and to surprise rindou.

after seeing you at your window, rindou yelped, his eyes widening to see you literally standing next to him. "AH! don't scare me like that!"

"i can teleport remember?" you laughed silently at your boyfriend's little reaction as you waved your fingers in the air, exuding a sanguine red hue from your fingertips and [color] eyes for a fraction of a second.

"i forgot." rindou chuckled and rolled his eyes before draping an arm around your waist to draw you closer so he could kiss your lips, which you melted into.

"let's get out of here, yeah? let's go to that ice cream shop you like so much and just go anywhere," his breath trickled across your skin, sending you sparks as he drew away to allow you and him to breathe.

"m'kay." you nodded, smiling, and kissed rindou again on the lips before climbing onto his motorcycle and wrapping your arms around his waist, pressing your chest against his back, and god, he loved being this close to you.

"hold onto me, okay?" before revving up the motorcycle, rindou turned his head over his shoulder and smiled at you.

"always will, rin."

you smiled as you buried your face into his back, right across his left shoulder, closing your eyes and letting the warmth of his body, combined with the peace of the cool breeze, fill you with comfort, easing your stressful mind.

haitani ran as your boyfriend !

not gonna lie, you were quite intimidated by haitani ran at first. not only because of his height and reputation, but because of how charismatic he looked all the time.

you frequently saw him with his brother at roppongi whenever you were assigned to investigate and exorcise a curse there and rescue people, just typical jujutsu missions the jujutsu tech would assign you. you were actually quite familiar with who they are and how they run roponggi. after all, ghosts loved to gossip.

ran, along with rindou, was genuinely curious of you, noticing how you'd regularly appear in certain parts of roppongi's streets, accessing crime scenes and secluded areas rather than shopping districts and restaurants. more importantly, you don't appear to be from roponggi. you'd also vanish for a long time (due to the veil or curtain that is set) before reappearing to be picked up by ijichi in a fine black car.

ran eventually worked up the courage to confront you one day after noticing you leaving a secluded area in roppongi clutching your arm and limping. you were badly injured and "appeared" to have fought a gang. when you saw the older haitani approaching you that day, you were definitely ready to throw hands and possibly turn him into a frog with your magic, thinking he was going to beat you up or something 💀

"did you get jumped or something?"

but you were taken aback by his genuine concern, especially given his reputation for violence and such.

"n-no. i, uh, just fell down the stairs." you excused, cracking a smile. "i'm good, thanks for asking mister. i'm just waiting for my uber."

"uh-huh.. there ain't no stairs in the alleyway, pretty girl." ran pointed out, raising a brow at you. "are you sure you don't need to go to a hospital?"

you eventually let him take you to a hospital to have your injuries checked and treated, partly because ijichi was taking too long, but also because you didn't want to magically patch yourself up in front of him.

it didn't take long for you to begin talking to and hanging out with ran whenever you were in roppongi. his suspicions and genuine interest in you began when he noticed you inquiring about supernatural incidents in his city, but don't worry, he's actually quite fond of the subject. you also looked pretty just being so into your own rambling. you were also quite introverted, given how ran was always the one to initiate conversations and hang outs. it was refreshing, considering how most of the girls he met were just straight flirts and attempts to get with him.

however, when he caught you in action this one time, he found himself falling hard for you, finally understanding who you truly were. ran was able to see the cursed spirit you were exorcising using your chaos magic because his life was nearly at stake at the time. sure, seeing that monstrosity and seeing red hues coming from your hands was strange, considering it was like watching some sci-fi movie in action, but that shit was awesome. more interesting than gang fights and beating up people.

"ran?! how long have you been there? uh, i can explain!"

"so, that's what you do around here in roponggi."

after you educated him on the existence of curses, your powers, and so on, he was actually pretty chill about it, which surprised you, but hey, at least he's okay with it and promises to keep it a secret in exchange for something.

"you want a what?" your eyes widened.

ran grinned at you, "you heard me. let's go out."

you were hesitant to give it a try at first. not only because he was the haitani ran of roppongi, but also because you thought you two wouldn't get along. he was a delinquent, and you were a sorceress. you two were from two different worlds.

also you weren't really from roppongi, and you assumed ran was just playing with you or something, so you were surprised at how genuine he was in loving and truly accepting you for who you truly are and what you do.

you two eventually realized you two clicked, and everything worked out. you and ran shared a love of fashion and sweets, which led you to discover his love of montblanc, the dessert, and once you were comfortable around him, he became touchy with you, and you loved the physical affection. when you two were together, ran would always give you head pats, hold your hand, and drape an arm around your waist.

he can be a bit of a tease at times, but only because he enjoys getting you worked up, face all red and blushy, but ran makes it up to you by spoiling you with expensive clothes, jewelries, perfumes, and food.

you started going to roppongi even if you didn't have a mission there because you liked being there so much because of ran, but gojo and the others didn't have to know that yet.

"kikufuku? where are ya' going?" gojo inquired, seeing how well-dressed you were and clearly unaware that you were wearing matching clothes with a certain handsome twin-braided man you were dating.

"i'm just going to do some shopping with the money i got from all those missions and stuff," you said to gojo after saying goodbye and making an excuse for him not to accompany you.

as soon as you left the house and the coast was clear, you couldn't help but squeal with delight to see your boyfriend looking so handsome, leaning against his motorcycle, waiting for you.

"there's my pretty girl."

as you darted towards him, he opened his arms only to engulf you in his embrace. ran smiled, peppering your face with kisses and eliciting a sweet laugh from your lips. "are you ready to go? i know a good place in roppongi where we can eat and do some shopping afterwards. it'll be my treat, of course," he winked.

"mhm, ready to go home," you said as you kissed him on the lips.

"home?" ran chuckled, raising his brow in confusion. "we're not going to my house, baby."

"i know that, but home is where the heart is, and well, my heart is with you," you exclaimed, fiddling with your hands as you drew away and looked up at him.

"goddamnit, why are you so sweet and adorable?" ran found his face flushing in a pink color as his amethyst eyes stared at you with love and adoration and larger hands cupped your face.

god he loved you so much.

#東京卍リベンジャーズ x reader #東京卍リベンジャーズ #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x y/n #tokyo revengers x you #tokyorev x reader #tokyorev x yn #tokyorev x y/n #tokyorev x you #tokyo rev x you #tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers drabbles #tokyo revengers drabble #tokyo rev fluff #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo revengers #tokyo rev headcanons #tokyo revengers imagines #tokyo revengers hcs #tokyo revengers headcanons #ran x reader #ran haitani x reader #ran haitani x you #ran haitani x y/n #rindou x reader #rindou x you #rindou x y/n #rindou haitani x reader #rindou haitani x you

[roseytoesy]

Come Relax in me

Tooth-evaporating fluffy stuff. you have been warned. your hearts WILL be warmed.

some of the dialogue was inspired by this audio with an unknown creator. @novorehere shared it with me and its so good.

It was cozy in the house. Rose and her two best friends had just finished watching a good wholesome movie together and were now chatting about what parts of the movie they liked or didn't like. Adam was giving some silly impressions and making the two smaller friends laugh until their sides hurt. 

It was starting to get late into the evening and they were all pretty tired after the fun of laughing and some adventures exploring around Voreville. Admiring the world that was just for them and the wonderful community they had in their corner of the internet. It was comfortably silent in the house, the movie long over, and the three struggling to stay awake with how warm and full of love they were. 

Rosey was the bolder of the two smalls as the three-inch tall blond fairy made her way across the couch cushions to his side. She looked up tiredly at her friend and he couldn't help the smile on his face as he placed his hand in front of her smaller form. She happily crawled onto his hand pulling his thumb and pinky over her lap like a little seatbelt. He giggled quietly at the feeling of her hands and knees on his palm. 

At his laughter, she looked up at him. “What's so funny?” she asked him as she was lifted to be somewhat in front of his face.

“oh, what's funny? oh, heh.” He laughed a bit as she moved around some more on his palm, her petal-themed skirt adding to the light tickling sensation in his hands. “It's just that it kinda...tickles when you walk on my palm like that.” He said eyes widening when he noticed the little mischievous smirk on her face. She then smiled sweetly and patted the fingers over her middle. 

“I’ll keep that in mind for later~” she teased.

“Oh God please no,” Adam said with dread.

She giggled a bit. “It's ok besides I’m too tired to be too silly right now,” she admitted laying back against his other hands. 

Adam hummed at that, agreeing with the being tired part. He also noticed Nebby making their way over to the two and placed his left hand on the couch in front of Nebby to allow them to climb on. They sat on his palm with just his thumb on their lap to make sure they wouldn't fall as he lifted them from the plush surface. They just smiled up at him as they heated their hands on their own palms, their small legs kicking slightly as they watched their two friends talk. 

“If we ever are tickling your hands too much, just let us know. We can try and stop.” Rosey said after a small pause. 

Adam shook his head quickly.  “No! It's... it's kinda cute actually. you're just- you're both just so small and so precious and you trust me enough to let me hold you like this.” He said looking at his two closest friends in this amazing little world with adoration and warmth in his blue eyes. “I just- it means so much to me. just to hold these little lives in my hands and to keep you safe and sound,” He said, voice wavering a bit with emotion. He pulls Both of his friends to his chest in a semi-hug. Both reciprocated as best as they could as Adam leaned back and gently held them against himself, using some of his fingers to pat Nebby's head and to brush through Rosey's hair. 

For the two smaller folks they could hear Adam's heart beating away, its rhythm continuous and soothing. They relaxed into his gentle hold as he was overwhelmed with love and care for his smaller friends. So he started to hum a song he really liked, a song from a game but still a nice song.

Said song

He continued to hum for a few minutes, Rosey sometimes harmonizing with his longer-held notes. Adam’s hands started to grow tired and from how he was sitting the two smalls were starting to slip down between his hands and his shirt. He quickly readjusted them and could feel how tired they were. 

“Hey, Adam?” Nebby spoke up from his left hand against his chest. 

“Ye, what’s up Nebby?” Adam said gently moving them to be in front of him again. 

“You know I really like you.” They said, making a little heart up at him with their fingers. Adam made a small whining sound from the overwhelming emotions in his heart. “I'm a bit sleepy, can you… you know, please?” Nebby asked shyly, pointing down at Adam's middle. 

“Oh, that's a good idea! I’d like that as well,” Rosey said. Adam turned to look at her. “O-only if you're ok with it obviously…” She added looking away from him with a flushed face. Shifting his grip he gently nudged Rosey to look at him with his thumb. 

“I'd be happy to hold you both closer.” He said with a warm smile. “I’ll start with Nebby if that's ok with you Rosey.” He said moving his left hand closer to his face while lowering his right. Rosey nodded and sat on his thigh watching as Adam pulled Nebby closer to his face. Gently pressing his nose to Nebby's middle and chuckling when Nebby squirmed a bit and giggled at the ticklish sensation of Adam's mustache, in return, they tenderly stroke the bridge of Adam's nose. He stuck out his tongue and started to lick at them. Being careful and making sure to stick their hair up in a silly cowlick at one point. He then leveled his mouth with his palm, opening wide to allow Nebby to crawl in at their own pace. 

Nebby put their hands into Adam's tongue, their hands sunk into the soft muscle, making them fall a bit into his mouth. He let out a breathy laugh around them before slowly closing his lips around Nebby’s middle. Swirling his tongue around them and humming at their sweet pastry-like flavor. He tilted his head and made a questioning hum. Rosey heard a quiet muffled sound before Adam swallowed. Nebby's legs being pulled into his mouth thanks to peristalsis. He worked to savor the rest of Nebby as they went down quickly swallowing again as he placed his now empty hand on his throat. Feeling his friend sliding deeper. Adam let out a small gasp when his windpipe was cleared and his stomach was filled with his small friend. Rosey looked up at him as she gently pressed into his middle, smiling as she felt Nebby moving around to get comfortable. 

“Haaaahhh.” he sighed again as Nebby stilled. “you’re ok down there right? you got down there ok?” He asked, placing his hand next to Rosey to feel Nebby within even though he could feel their every shift and breath beneath his skin. 

“Mhm! Just being comfy, Adam.” Nebby said loudly to make sure the other two could hear them. Rosey pushed as hard as she could at Nebby and giggled when she heard Nebby's little laugh and felt them push back at her. Adam giggled too but that was because it tickled when Rosey did that. He scooped her up and she yelped from the sudden motion before giggling and shifting in his loose hole to face him. 

“You ready, Rosey?” He asked. She gave a nod and a thumbs up. Adam then stuck his tongue out and licked her face causing her to sputter and try and push the soft yet strong muscle away. Both giggling a bit. Adam continued to do some licking and even lightly nibbled along Rosey's arms making her laugh and thrash due to how ticklish she was. Then he gently pushed her upper half into his mouth, she quickly pulled her arms across her chest and poked at his teeth. And tongue and cheeks, loving just all the crazy different textures. Adam hummed again at the overwhelmingly refreshing sweet taste of Rosey, like strawberries and honey on a summer's day. Just like with Nebby, he tilted his head back but did not swallow at first, giving Rosey the chance to back out if she changed her mind. 

He felt two gentle taps along his tongue as Rosey went limp. “Go ahead, big guy.” He heard her say. So with that, the tongue pushed her forward and down as he swallowed. The strong muscles easily pulled her small form down, a contend pressure at her side as she went. She smiled with her eyes closed, knowing full well he was following her to make sure she would be ok. All too quickly the pressure disappeared and she felt and heard the heartbeat so clearly and loudly around her as she passed it. A new pressure was felt at the top of her head before it loosened and allowed her to pass. Her head now entering the dark space. 

“Oop, look out Nebby,” Rosey said as more and more of her fell into the area. 

“I gotcha Rosey,” Nebby said as they grabbed and helped Rosey find a spot next to them as the stomach stretched with both of their presence. They both squirmed around especially as the stomach tightened around the two with a groan, Adam groaned too at how active his guests were and how he wasn’t used to that feeling at all, like violent butterflies in his stomach. Eventually, the two smalls were settled, Rosey on the bottom curve of the stomach and Nebby somewhat on top and to the side of her. The stomach relaxed before pressing down on the two a bit and relaxed again, they heard a small burp be muffled by Adam's fist.

“mmmrp. Excuse me.” He said out of habit. “You ok in there you two?” 

“Yep!” Both nebby and Rosey called out in unison. 

“Ah, that's good. Thank you...” he said,

“Thank you for the cuddles, silly! You know we are comfy within you!” Nebby said, patting a wall nearby, slowly running their hand, almost as if they were rubbing it from the inside.

Adam now had both hands on his slightly distended middle. His hands sink into the soft flesh to feel the small forms beneath. It just felt so amazing and warm, to everyone. He couldn't help but huff out a small laugh at how strange yet wonderful it was. “heh, I-I can feel you, I can feel you in there. you're riiiight here.” He said poking a single finger into the little bumps of his friends, gasping a bit when they shifted suddenly at that.

“Whoa! That's cool! Sorry about the kick, the poke startled me.” Rosey called out. Nebby was quiet, being lured away into a deep sleep as their friends spoke. 

All three settled and relaxed. Adam mindlessly rubbed at his very full stomach as he started to drift off to sleep, Nebby and Rosey following quickly after his heartbeat and breathing slowed. It was their safe space, somewhere they could rest and where nothing would reach them, a friend. Each so happy to be with their best friends. 

#soft vore #safe vore #fluffy vore #friends! #stuff for my friends #this is for you Adam #Adam #Nebby #discord #disvord stuff #wholesome #cute #I’m so proud of this #and Nebby helped with some editing too! #hope you like it!

[atinysunbaby]

Meant to be | Choi San🖤

Warnings : Cursing, violence

Word counts : 3.1 k

Previous 《 Chapter 3

Masterlist

Chapter 4

Present

Is it what it feels like to be dead? It's not like what I expected. I thought it would be a relief, but I just feel like crap. I still can feel pain apparently, and emptiness. There's also noises, voices to be more exact. Ghosts?

As time go by, I slowly gain consciousness. I'm not dead after all. But where the hell am I?? The voices are a bit clearer, now that my mind is all there. I don't recognize any of them. They're men, that's the only thing I can be sure of.

Since I have no idea where I am right now, I gotta find a weapon to protect myself, in case they'd want to hurt me. I mean, what if it's James and some friends. What if he found me after all?

I can't take any risks anymore, and if any son of a bitch makes a wrong move, I'll end them. There's a lamp next to the bed I'm on, that's my protection. It's gonna have to do.

I could also escape through the window, but what if those guys really helped me. I should at least make sure of their true intentions.

On the tip of my toes, I make my way to the door. I listen through it, and when I'm sure it's safe I open it. Right when I do so, the conversation the strangers were having, stops abruptly. I see stairs, I'm a hundred percent certain that the voices were coming from there. It's almost impossible that they heard me. Right?

Footsteps are heard downstairs. My breath hitches. I'm about to hide myself back in the room, when a voice calls my name. "Y/N?"

I don't recognize that one either, but still I'm curious and advance to the staircase. I try to peak without them seeing me, but of course fail. "I can see you. I know you're there, and you don't need to be afraid of me."

"Who are you? And how do you know my name??" I desperately need answers now. I know that there's at least 3 men inside, and maybe there could be more. My only way of defense is a lamp and I'm weak, more then usual since I've had a rough couple of weeks. "You can trust me, I promise. San is a friend of mine."

My eyes enlarge. Maybe it's a trap. Omg!! What if James killed San, and now he's trying to get me to go down to murder me too!?

"I called him, he's gonna arrive soon. You can stay upstairs until he's here if you prefer?" He tries to reassure me. I made up my mind. I'll go down now, and keep the lamp. "Ok. But I have a weapon, don't try anything suspicious!"

Causciously, I walk down the stairs. I can see him now, he's young, but he looks really intimidating. Maybe it's not to late to go back up.

"Hi! My name's Hongjoong. It's nice to meet you." He tells me with enthusiasm. Not as scary as before, but maybe he's acting. I'm staying on my guards until San is here.

Several minutes later

I'm standing in the kitchen, as far as I can from them. They're all sitting at the table, sometimes glancing at me. Turns out, there were more then 3 of them. 7 in total, not counting San.

They told me their names, surprisingly I memorised them.

The blond that looks like a prince, Seonghwa

Then there's Hongjoong, with dark blue hair. He scares me a little, even though he ain't the tallest.

Yunho, he's tall and has brown hair. He also looks like a large puppy.

The cutest one, Yeosang. He has light brown fluffy hair and he's shy.

Mingi, has dark brown hair. Looked intimidating at first, but he smiled at me and I came to the conclusion that he isn't.

And Wooyoung, long hair attached in a mini ponytail. Really handsome, seems the most worried about San's arrival.

Jongho, the youngest. Quite cold, but I don't think it's his real personality.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

My body reacts instantly. I become stiff, squizing the wooden spoon in my hand. Hongjoong gave it to me to replace the lamp. He said if I felt in danger, I could use it.

They all turn to me, they notice how uncomfortable I look. "It's just San sweetheart, you're safe." Seonghwa comforts me. I force a smile, grateful for their help.

Wooyoung gets up and run to the door. We hear it open, right when it does my heart starts to beat faster. That same feeling is back, my body suddenly relax. I'm impatient, wanting to see him desperately.

San

The same moment my eyes lay on him, my body is hurrying to his. I jump in his arms, crying the hardest I ever did. "Shhhh~ I'm here love, I'll protect you." He holds me tightly, whispering calming things in my ears.

The group of boys sat at the table, looking at each other, understanding without having to talk.

After a matter of minutes, I feel calmer already. My tears stop running out of my eyes. My trembling body is now only slightly shivering.

San runs his hand soothingly on my back. While I was breaking down, he took the opportunity to place himself on the couch.

I lift my head from his shoulder, looking into his eyes. He smiles affectionately, brushing strands of hair out of my face.

"San.. Why am I feeling like this about you? What does it mean I don't understand?" I ask with a lost expression. "It's like I can finaly breathe when you're with me. My heart feels like it's gonna burst, It never happened to me before. It's almost too much."

San's POV

I have to tell her. If not now, then soon. Before, I have to talk to Hongjoong though. He's our alpha, we often have to ask before doing something.

Y/N fell asleep on me. I told her we would talk after she gets some rest. At first she didn't want to, but agreed when I told her we'd cuddle.

Y/N and me are mates. Since she's human though, it's not the same as the others. Our bond is strong, but if she would be a werewolf it would be complete. I can't mark her, can't mate with her nor be close to her the night of a full moon.

It's too dangerous, her body wouldn't be able to take it. It would lead to her death. I won't let that happen, so I'll have to be careful. Sometimes our impulses are really strong, most of the time the tentation's too strong.

Y/N's POV

I stretch my body after waking from my nap. I quickly realise I didn't have any nightmare. It's also the first time in weeks that I have a bit of energy. It feels great, I'm at ease. San makes me feel safe. I smile like an idiot just thinking about him.

Quickly, I realise his presence. His nose is pressed against my neck. His lips are parted, I can feel his breath hitting my skin. He's cuddling me, holding me tightly in his arms, as if he's scared to let go. My face heats up immediately, my heartbeat quickening. Then, I'm hit with this feeling again. It's overwhelming, almost too much. Butterflies in my stomach, heart fluttering, goosebumps everywhere, my body tingling. I love his warmth and the attention he gives me, the skinship too. Not forgetting he makes me forget about every bad things in my life, he makes me feel safe and complete.

I bring my hand to his face. Cautiously, I trace is features with my fingers trying not to wake him up. I take some time to admire him, wanting to memorize every little details. I smile unconsciously and bring my lips to his nose softly. The feeling makes is nose twitch cutely. The sound of my giggles is what wakes him fully.

At any other time he would of been quite annoyed, but the sound of my voice makes him instantly relax. A smile appears on his beautiful face and he hugs me tighter. "Morning~"

"Good morning~ It's definitely the best way to wake up. I wish it'll be like that all the time!" His words make my face heat up. He notices my flustered state and chuckles. "Baby are you shyy~?"

I hide my face and nod my head, San laughs amused. He takes my hands in his and kisses my nose sweetly. Warmth, envelopes the both a of us. We sigh contentedly. "I need to tel-"

The sound of knocking at the door interrupts San. The expression on his face quickly change to a confused one. "Nobody comes here.. They aren't supposed to know anyone lives in this house.."

The other boys all have the same look of confusion. They don't answer at the door, instead wait for the stranger to leave. We all think they left, only to hear the hits against the door again, but louder and harder. Some of the guys seem scared now and the rest suspicious. Hongjoong puts his finger in front of his lips to signal everyone not to make a noise. He then walks to the front door carefully.

Yeosang clings to Wooyoung, hiding behind him. Seonghwa is worried and holds Jongho's hand reassuringly. Yunho and Mingi stand next to each other, ready to help if needed. San takes my hand and we both stand from the couch. His body his tense and he puts himself between me and the door. I, am still confused as to why they all look so on edge. I am too, but I don't know the reason of their behaviour.

Hongjoong look into the peephole and frown. He turns to us and shakes is head sighing. "It's only a women.."

He opens the door and answer politely. "Hello! How can I help you?"

"I'm searching for my niece! Please if you saw her maybe you could help me- She ran into the woods, she was terrified and-" My eyes enlarge and my breath gets caught in my throat. She stops talking when I peek from behind San. Instantly she recognizes me and I don't waste a second to run into her arms. We both start crying in each other's arms. "I t-though you- d-died!?"

She takes my face in her hands and wipe my tears with her thumbs. Then she hugs me again while rubbing my back. "I know, I know.."

After we both calmed down the boys took us to the kitchen. They're confused and wish to respect us, but refuse to leave me alone with her. Since they don't know her. Especially San, disagreed to leave me without protection. I don't need it though, my aunt would never hurt me.

"I though he killed you? I heard a gunshot and the-" She takes my hand in hers and smile sadly. "I know you were scared and you were right to be. I know what he did to y-you-"

She starts crying and my heart skips a beat. No.. It's not what I think it is.. Is it? My body starts shaking slightly and I swallow the lump in my throat. "W-what do you mean..?"

My eyes meet hers and she frowns. Then she averts her gaze nervously. "James.."

His name makes my body tense, but San softly places his hand on my shoulder. I let myself calm down before motionning to Kath that she can keep talking. "Yesterday, we had an argument about you. He wanted you to leave and when I disagreed, he started to get mad. After a while of us screaming at each other he blurted it out... About what he did to you.. Then I told him I'd call the cops. That's when he took out a gun and said he was going to kill you. I had to stop him so... I shot him.. Whit the gun he was holding- I didn't have a choice.."

I'm shocked, it's hard to process all of this. When I though James killed her, turns out he was the one to die. Is it bad that I feel relieved? I though I was in danger yesterday, but aunt Kath was trying to help me. "I was about to talk to you and reassure you, when you left. Then I tried to find you. I searched all night and finally when I saw this house, I hoped you'd be here. And you are! Those kind gentlemen took you in and helped you. So thank you for saving her and keeping her safe~"

"Not a problem, Y/N's always welcome here. She can stay as long as she wants." Hongjoong says before smiling at me. I return it grateful and happy. I feel San's hand squeeze my shoulder gently and I place mine on top of his. Aunt Kath sees it and smile. "Oh! What am I seeing here? You 2 have already fallen for each other? Was it love at first sight- or maybe you're meant to be- like soulmates!"

She claps her hands and we all laugh. What I don't notice tough is San's expression. If only I knew that it was actually almost right.

Last night, I didn't even wanna leave San. I talked to him a bit before going, he convinced me. He told me we'd see each other at school, in two days. I already miss him, how can I wait for about 48 hours before seeing him. He didn't even have his number. I guess he forgot. Also, Hongjoong and a few of the others looked suspicious, I felt like they were hiding something from me. "Y/N! Y/N~"

"I'm so happy that you're fine. If anything would've happened to you I-" Aunt Kath stops talking abruptly, tearing up.

Hours later

She brought me back to her house the day before. For the whole time from the car ride and since we arrived, she talked nonstop. Of course we went to sleep, but immediately when I woke up she made breakfast and went on about what happened. It's not that she's annoying, I just don't feel like listening. I don't even care about everything, all I want is to forget. Guess it'll be harder to do with my aunt constantly reminding me.

My attention quickly go to my aunt who's looking at me with raised eyebrows. I bite my lips before humming for her to go on. She shakes her head and sigh, seeming disappointed. My expression change to a confused one, wondering why she would be. Before opening her mouth again, she puts down the book she was holding. Which by the way I have no clue of how she was reading and speaking at the same time. "Look.. I know you went through more then what anyone could ever imagine.."

No you think? Pfft- What will she say now? Probably another hour of her telling me how pitiful I am or how bad she feels for not knowing before. Yes she said it all already, even went on about her now dead boyfriend. Insulted him in every way possible and burnt all of his belongings. I was pleased by it of course, but like I said before it's the last person I wanna hear about. I can't be mad at her, maybe it's just her way of coping with it. I mean, probably anyone would. If they would find out their boyfriend raped their dead sister's child and having to shoot him. It isn't a normal life, for sure.

"You should be more respectful" I- what? She has her hands on her hips, standing beside the table. Her eyes are piercing through mine, she's scolding me for not listening to her ramblings. I sigh tiredely. "You're in my house young lady! And not feeling well isn't a reason to ignore me or be a brat!"

Wow, seriously? I try to regain my calm and not make her any more mad then she already is. I smile apologically, of course it's fake but she doesn't need to know that. Ever since she found me at the guys house, I have a weird feeling. She seems so different then when I first arrived here. I don't feel like arguing with her right now, so I'll coax her with some bullshit. "I'm so sorry auntie~ It's just I keep thinking of a school project, it's so complicated and it makes my head hurts. What you were saying was really interesting, but I'm nervous about everything and I can't focus right now~"

She instantly become soft and apologises. She hurries to scoot me in her arms, telling to go lay down for a bit and then do my home works. I smirk triumphantly and when she grabs my shoulder to examine my face it goes back to a pout. "Thank you auntie for understanding, I'll go take a nap now~"

She leads me to the stairs, and watch me walk to my room. Once I close the door behind me, I feel like I can finally breathe. The stress I was feeling a few seconds ago, vanishing completely. The last time I was alone like this was almost two days ago, but it feels like it's been forever. So much happened in such a small period of time. My parents' death, coming to Korea, James... then San, running away, waking up in an unknown place and meeting the others and lastly Kath found me. All of that, yet it feels like it isn't over yet.

I sigh, moving away from the door. The first thing I do, is to take a shower. I scrub every part of my body as hard as I can. When I'm done, my skin is red, but It doesn't hurt. I feel better, like I cleaned all the dirt and pain away. I walk to the mirror in the bathroom, analyzing every details on my face. I need some changes, starting with a new haircut. I watch a few videos to help me, grabbing what I need. If I mess up, I can always go to the hairdresser. Grabbing the scissors, I smile. My hair fall to the floor, I cut them up to my shoulders. When I'm done, I brush them and clap my hands happily at the result. Exactly what I needed. It's pretty, I'm actually good at this.

I exit the bathroom and jump on my bed to lay down, ready for the night. Only a few seconds and the exhaution takes over, heavy eyelids closing giving place to dreamland.

Next chapter 》 5

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[urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites]

Hellooo! I literally refresh ur blog RELIGIOUSLY for content, lmao. Would love it if you could do a fandom ship for me

My Appearance

I’m a 5’7 dude with fluffy dark brown hair, but I dyed it strawberry blonde a little while ago- you can tell I’m a brunette since my roots have started showing again. My eyes are also dark brown, and I have a light tannish skin tone with a couple of moles here and there (I’m POC, for better reference) My favorite color is blue, so I’m always wearing different shades of it (navy, cerulean, baby blue, sky blue etc.) and my style is kinda e-boy/soft grunge

My Personality

I like to think that I’m a pretty chill guy. I mostly spend my time playing video games (Minecraft, Pokémon, Genshin and honkai star rail) and minding my own business. my grades are average since I’m too lazy to really study. I’m autistic and extremely socially anxious, so I tend to be non-verbal out in public and I never willingly go outside. That being said, I have a lot of online friends who I love chatting with, and I sorta have dark humor (NOT sexism or racism, I mean dark humor as in joking abt my mental health - which is shit, lmao). I’m also lowkey a nerd, so I love analyzing video game lore and making theories cuz Matpat lowkey raised me.

My Hobbies

As I mentioned previously, I’m obsessed with video games. However, I also like comic books and listening to music while I draw! I’m not a professional artist or anything, but I like to sketch and doodle my fav characters when I can. Idek if this counts as a hobby, but I also collect whatever coins, beer caps, paper clips or any general trinket I can find. One time I found this really tiny tennis racket on the floor at school (it’s plastic and barely the size of my thumb) and I’ve kept it in my purse ever since. Yes, I have a purse- they’re cute as hell

Uhhh, I think that’s it! Pls do the Outsiders or Slaughter fandom!! Ty

IM DOING BOTH BECUASE YOU COMPLIMENYED MEEEEEEE!!!! Ignore my spelling im gay ok

MATPAT RAISED ME TOO LETS BE FRIENDS ANON

Now to the ships:

The Outsiders: Ponyboy Curtis

Explanation: BCUZ I SAID SO/j You and Ponyboy both have special obsessions that you bond over. I think he really likes your style, the way you look, and how especially it contrasts to him. (He’s totally not jealous, yk what they say if you can’t be them be with them) You’re the most interesting person he’s met in the relatively boring town of Tulsa Oklahoma, and he thinks your style is tuff as hell. He would love watching Film Theory with you and doing his own mini analysis, and I think your less social personality would fit with him just perfectly, and he would make sure to respect all of your boundaries. He loves draw with you and listen to music with you, and he loves that you collect things, which is convenient for him because he can’t buy you super expensive gifts due to his low income household, but he can find you cool little knickknacks and such! He wears blue to match you a lot. Yall just chill and vibe together and we love it Yall are cute I ship it 💚

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Texas Chainsaw Massacre:

Nubbins Sawyer

Explanation: I think you and Nubs are an amazing fit together!!! You both have artistic souls….. in much different ways and he has a purse just like you and also likes collecting little things and I think if he ever found anything cool while scavenging for roadkill he’d totally give it to you and you’d probably just have to be like Nubs… I don’t want a dead rat tail…. 💀 But anyway yall are so cute together, I think his more giddy/insane personality is a great constrast to your more shy/chill seeming one. He’s used to being judged for the way he is so I think he would understand you in a lot of ways- not to mention he LOVES your humor, because he has a pretty wacky dark sense of humor himself, and he’s also used to being judged for that too. He would definitely take lotsa pictures of you and then show them to victims. (And ask if you’re attractive and if they say no they get tortured for hours) He loves listening to your rants about your obsessions and in return you have to listen to hours of him ranting about cool roadkill he found that day or how he made a new trap better for catching victims! He also really likes your style despite not being that aware of fashion in general- You both have a way of understanding eachother like to one else. Ayway I love you both I ship it even though Nubs is my pookie

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[andydrysdalerogers]

The ABC's of Nick Vaughn - "L"

Pairing: Reader x Nick Vaughn (Before We Go)

Summary: Children its time to learn your ABCs. And Nick Vaughn is here to teach you the lessons. 26 glimpses in the world of you and Nick Vaughn

Warnings: S-M-U-T!!!! (under 18 please leave the chat!) descriptions of sexual activity including some themes of BDSM, loss of virginity, fluffy bits, pet name etc...

The new upload will probably be Sundays and Thursdays. Have fun kittens! Also, the tag list is open!

A/N: This one is longer than usual because of context readers. Also, I have nothing against cheerleaders, jocks, homemakers etc. This one was based on personal experience.

I do NOT give permission for my work to be translated or reposted on here or any other site, even if you give me credit. DO NOT REPOST MY FICS. Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Previous: K - Kink

ABC Masterlist - Main Masterlist

L - Location

Heading into Boston, you hold Nick’s hand as he drives, tracing patterns into his skin.  He looks over and smiles, bring your hand up to his mouth to place a gentle kiss. “Have I told you today that you look beautiful?” 

“Not in the last hour, no.” You giggle as you look out the window. You loved visiting Boston; Nick’s parents were great and welcoming. But this weekend was a little bit different.  It was Nick’s 20th high school reunion, and he was a little bit anxious to attend.  And he wouldn’t tell you why.  

After arriving at the Vaughn’s family home and having lunch, you went up to Nick’s old bedroom to get ready.  You set your hair into soft waves, romantic makeup on your face.  As you applied the red lipstick Nick loved so much, you saw the man in the mirror, looking a little down. “Honey, you ok?” 

He seemed to snap out of it.  “Yeah, sorry,” he shook his head. “I’m just a little lost in my thoughts.”  

“Is everything ok? You seem nervous.” You went to sit next to him, taking his hand.  

“Just not sure what to expect tonight.”  He sighed loudly. “I haven’t spoken to a lot of these people since we graduated.  I wasn’t exactly popular in high school.”  He hung his head. “I was a nerd.”  

“Everyone thinks that about themselves.”  

“No really.  Had braces, acne, bad haircut, the works.  I played in the marching band, and I had a crush on a girl.” He looked away. “Stephanie Winters. And I asked her to homecoming.  She said yes and then, when I went to pick her up, she had ditched me for Danny Adams, the running back.”  

“Oh, baby...” 

“I was humiliated and I never got to have a school dance.  I didn’t play at the football games anymore. That field just had bad memories.” He laid back on the bed.  “I don’t know if I can face those people.”  

You laid back next to him. “I think you should walk in with your head held high, don’t let anyone tear you down and show them how Professor Vaughn handles it.”  

“You’re amazing, you know that.”  

“I know,” you reply with a wink.  

“You look gorgeous.  Let’s show you off to my old classmates.” He stood up and offered his hand. You took it, your engagement ring blinking in the soft light of the room.  

** 

As you entered the gymnasium, you took in the decorations. Navy blue and gold, the school colors, but whoever put them up made them tacky AF. Streamers and balloons glitter everywhere, it looks more for a tween than an adult party. “Gosh, this is... a lot,” you whispered to Nick.  

He laughed under his breath.  “It looks like something...” he stopped. “Stephanie.” You turned to see a blonde with blue eyes walk towards you. You tightened your grip on Nick’s hand as she approached but then you really saw her.  Heavily made up, a tight dress but you could clearly see it was not made for someone her age but rather someone twenty years younger.  She was trying too hard.  “Nicky!” She squealed. You huffed as she went to hug him.  

Nick tried to dodge the hug, but she came on full force.  “Hi Stephanie.”  

“Oh em gee! It has been so long. You look so...good,” she cooed as she looked him up and down, shamelessly checking him out.  Nick grew uncomfortable and took a step back, re-grasping your hand.  

“Thanks. Stephanie, I would like to introduce to you my fiancé, YN. Sweetheart, this is Stephanie Winter.”  

“Stephanie Adams,” she corrected. “Danny and I got married right after senior year. “ 

“Wow,” Nick replied.  You cleared your throat to stop laughing.  “Congratulations, I guess.”  

Stephanie looked you over and you could clearly see she was judging you. You didn’t shrink back, you stood proud next to Nick. “Well congratulations to you as well Nicky...”  

“Please, just Nick,” he interrupted. “Are you working on your dance career Stephanie? I remember that’s what you wanted to do in high school. “ 

“Oh, no,” she waved him off, “once I had the kids, I just stayed home with them.  Danny went to work at the real estate office.  What are you doing now?” 

“Oh, well I’m a professor at NYU and YN here just made partner at her law firm.” He looked over at you adoringly. “I’m so proud of her.  And with the wedding just a few weeks away, we are just living our best life.”  

“That’s great,” you can hear the tightness in her voice.  “Well, I have to get back, planning and decorating all of this has been so tough but it was really great to see you, Nick.”  She walked away and Nick let out a low whistle.  

“What is it baby?” 

“I fucking dodge a bullet with that one.”  You both let out loud laughs as you saw Stephanie walk over to a man who was balding slightly and had the beginnings of a beer gut.   

“Let me guess, Danny?” 

“Yep.” Nick shrugged. “I have no words.”  

Dotted around the room were photos of the class from their time at Cambridge High School.  You finally found one of Nick and you smiled.  He was as described, albeit a little more puppy fat on his frame.  However, he had a major glow-up in your honest opinion.  Nick was the hottest guy here.  As Nick returned with your glass of champagne, you curled into him.  “So, where would the most popular guy in the school take his date?” 

“Under the bleachers,” Nick replied. He looked at you and could see the look in your eyes. “Why?” 

“Because I want to erase all these bad memories from the football field,” you whispered in his ear.  

Nick swallowed and took your glass.  He set it down on the table and walked you out to the field.  He held your hand until you got to the field and then spun you around, pinning you to the chain link fence. He kissed you hard, hands in your hair until one drifted down to your thigh. He hiked your leg to his waist, allowing him to press his growing bulge right over your heat. “Nicky,” you moaned.  

“God, I love it when you say my name like that.  Only you baby, only you,” he said between rolls of his hips into you.  

You nipped his chin with kisses and down his neck.  “I thought we were supposed to be under the bleachers?” 

“Fuck that, I'll take you on the bleachers.” He swiftly took off his coat and laid it down before lowering you on top of it.  He spread your legs and found the scrap of fabric you called panties already wet from his kisses and touches. He pulled them down and pushed your skirt up more, exposing you to the cool air.  He quickly pushed his pants and boxers down, freeing his length and running the tip through your folds. “Fucking soaked baby. Such a good girl for me.”  He slowly pushed in, both of you moaning in relief.  

Nick started to fuck you, hard, taking out his emotions of seeing old friends and bitch cheerleaders on you.  You went with it, holding onto the back of the bleachers as he pounded into you.  He wished he could have seen your breast bouncing with each thrust but that would have to be later. He started to feel the tell-tale signs that you were close.  “C’mon baby, fuck, squeezing me so hard.  God, I love this pussy.” He changed the angle of your body and he hit that spot inside perfectly.  

“Nicky, fuck, gonna cum. So good, feel so good.”  

“Let go my sweetheart.  Cum for me.”  

The release was euphoric, sending you into another world as Nick followed suit and released ropes of hot cum inside you.  He slowed and laid on top of you for a moment.  

“The football field is amazing. So green,” he commented, making both of you laugh.  Nick took out a handkerchief and cleaned you gently before pulling your panties back on.  He redid his pants and then draped his jacket over your shoulders.  You walked back to the school where Stephanie was outside, smoking a cigarette.  She watched you approach, wrapped in each other.  

“And what were you two...” she trailed off as she could see your red lipstick all over Nick’s face and neck.  Your hair was a little less soft and more freshly fucked.  

“Oh, Nicky was just showing me the football field.  You know, reminiscing about his band days, and telling me about all the dreams he had about the bleachers,” you commented in a sugary sweet tone that was way more of a warming to her. You wrapped your body closer to Nick as you could get while not being naked.   

Nick chuckled at your subtle show of possessiveness.  “I think we are going to take off.  It was nice seeing you, Stephanie.  Good luck with everything.”  

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