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holllandtrash ยท 1 year
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secret admin | daniel ricciardo social media au
pairing: third driver danny ric x reader
admin loves daniel but he has a girlfriend, he jokes and claims that gf and admin are the same person...but what if it's not a joke anymore?
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redbullracing me when the boss man tells me i'm not allowed to post thirst traps of drivers hands on social media
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danielricciardo yeah stick it to the man
landonorris red bull admin about to lose their job
sebstroll why do i feel like red bull admin is on THIN ICE
redbullracing because admin IS on thin ice ๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿฅถ
itsnotcharles admin has a crush on daniel and is quite literally risking their job for it
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yourusername topic is: Iโค๏ธNY
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yourbestfriend ohhh she finally posts the mystery man
yourusername ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜‰
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f1wagupdates Daniel Ricciardo seen in NYC with a new girl attached to his hip! No name yet but they must be serious if he brings her to the states weeks before COTA ๐Ÿค” leave your thoughts in the comments!
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ghostlewis rip red bull admin, hope she's taking the news okay
gaslygal and here lies the red bull admin x danny ric romance ๐Ÿ˜ฅ gonna miss those interactions
paddockgf watch as red bull admin stops posting about danny ric now
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yourusername tonight
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yourbestfriend how long are you in NY for??
yourusername idk man i just go where the job takes me
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redbullracing
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redbullracing save a horse ride a da- sorry, ride a cowboy
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danielricciardo yeehaw baby
paddockgf sorRRY?? RIDE A DANIEL? admin is openly flirting with him on social media now
landonorris woah admin keep it g-rated
redbullracing just close your eyes young one
yourusername ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅต
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danielricciardo
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danielricciardo texas photo dump (did i do it right? pierregasly)
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pierregasly ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿฝ
hamiltonstire how is it that hes not even driving and he's still the most popular guy in the paddock
landonorris whos the girl
danielricciardo rbr admin landonorris pretty sure you shouldn't be kissing red bull's admin danielricciardo i do what i want
redbullracing danny ric ladies and gentlemen, everyone's (my) favorite cowboy
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danielricciardo
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danielricciardo black and white
tracktalk admin is on a date with danny ric !!!!!! the jacket, the hat!! it's all the same as red bulls story post ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿฅบ
paddockgf wait okay maybe that Marina girl on twitter was right, this girl sort of looks like yourusername
landonorris she kind of looks familar, have i seen her around the paddock before?
danielricciardo are you dating the rbr admin too?
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danielricciardo
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danielricciardo great day for a birthday
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redbullracing why does she look familiar
danielricciardo have you looked in the mirror recently?
yourusername i love you thank you
landonorris happy birthday yourusername i also love you
danielricciardo are you flirting with the red bull admin? on social media? landonorris i learn from the best
paddockgf YAAAA IT'S CONFIRMED
russellstires someone tell the fbi to hire that marina girl
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vaehloveslando ยท 3 months
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Love From A Music Video | Charles Leclerc smau.
pairing: Charles Leclerc X Singer! fem ! reader.
face claim: Sabrina Carpenter.
based on this request: Hi, how are you? Sooo i was thinking maybe a smau where Charles is dating a singer and he's playing the guy who Milo was (in Sabrina carpenter's Feathers music video) and this breaks the internet even more and this leads to them dating ??? idk, just like a really wholesome one where she was his celebrity crush like Taylor and Travis's relationship. Sabrina carpenter as a face claim if this okay and thank you.
warnings: badly translated french!
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yourusername very excited for yโ€™all to see what I've been working on๐Ÿ’‹.
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user8 so nobody else seeโ€™s Charles in the likes?
user2 oh no, we see it. he tryna be slick.
user6 yall remember he said she was his celebrity crush?
user5 omg user6 , i forgot about that
Oliviarodrigo so exciteddddd
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Yourbestiesusername soooo, whoโ€™s the dude?
yourusername you come into my comments just to start stuff ๐Ÿ˜.
user9 waitโ€ฆ is that charles?
user3 you assume itโ€™s Charles from a sliver of a shoulder?
user9 let me be delusional in peace.
charles_leclerc canโ€™t wait to be able to listen!
yourusername i canโ€™t wait for you to hear it:)
user16 charlesโ€ฆhoney, what are you doing here?
user5 OMG IM SO EXCITED. WEโ€™RE FINALLY GETTING NEW MUSIC
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yourusername such an honor to have you like my post๐Ÿ˜
user7 ooo pierre and y/n???
user10 can women and men not be friends ??
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yourusername feather out now๐Ÿ’‹.
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charles_leclerc thanks for letting me be apart of such an amazing project โค๏ธ.
yourusername thanks for being my boy toy in my music video โค๏ธ.
carlossainz55 i would like you to know that Charles is giggling right now.
yourusername oh really?
landonorris heโ€™s not lying. i just walked past Ferrari and heard him.
charles_leclerc HES LYING. HES A LIAR. HE LIES.
carlossainz55 i have proof. i can send it to you?
yourusername please do๐Ÿ˜‚
charles_leclerc i feel betrayed.
user3 โ€œYour signals are mixed, you act like a bitch You fit every stereotype, Send a pic.โ€ your honor, iโ€™m afraid she ate.
user6 okay now announce yโ€™all are dating before i contact Ferrari strategist.
lewishamiliton song was amazing, yourusername ๐Ÿฉต.
yourusername thank you, lew lew๐Ÿฉต.
user9 y/n and lewisโ€™s friendship is so ๐Ÿ˜ป.
yourusername has posted on their story.
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user18 rue, when was this?
carlossainz55 this is no soft launch
user2 is that who i think it is??
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yourusername is this how this hard launch thing works?
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charles_leclerc je t'aime tellement, ma chรฉrie โค๏ธ.
yourusername i love you too, my lil vroom vroom guy โค๏ธ.
yourbestfriend bitch be romantic for once.
yourusername that was romantic wym?
user13 did i expect it? no. do i love it? yes.
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landonorris my parents๐Ÿฅน (y/n pls say yes. charles said no.)
yourusername you said no to our son? charles_leclerc?
charles_leclerc but y/n
yourusername but nothing. he is our son, treat him as such.
landonorris ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜.
user8 y/n really said charles has no option but to adopt Lando ๐Ÿ˜‚.
charles_leclerc
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charles_leclerc Je t'aime tellement, ma chรฉrie โค๏ธ.
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user9 damn. charles really pulled a hot ass girl.
user8 right, i thought his ass was awkward
user18 bro pulled his celebrity crush
yourusername Je t'aime tellement plus, mon amour โค๏ธ.
yourusername (i want everyone to know i google translated that. so if itโ€™s wrong , not my fault.)
charles_leclerc itโ€™s the thought that counts, chรฉrie.
landonorris my parents๐Ÿงก
charles_leclerc i still didnโ€™t agree to that.
landonorris yourusername heโ€™s being mean to me.
yourusername Charlie, what have i told you. Accept our child.
carlossainz55 yk sometimes i worry about you y/n
yourusername itโ€™s okay, Charles does too:)
lewishamilton congrats you two๐Ÿฉต.
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yourusername thanks lew lew๐Ÿฉต.
arthur_leclerc congratsโค๏ธ
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charles_leclerc thank you brotherโค๏ธ.
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ystrike1 ยท 3 months
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I can't escape from Okami-kun's obsessive love! ~Estrus Mating with a Childhood Friend's Beastman~ - By Mint 75 (7/10)
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A beastkin dystopia? Our protagonist lives in a world where humans are falling behind. Beastmen always come out on top in looks, brains and even finance! She's a nobody with no real relationship experience. Her childhood friend returns, and then she doesn't have to worry about the fall of humanity. He'll protect her!
Eri is a human who feels lost. Her self confidence is nothing, and she thinks she's ugly because....she is...
She's pretty for a human, but beastkin women make her look like a toad.
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She mostly relaxes at home with romantic soap operas. She's smart enough to get a good job, but her coworkers don't respect her because she's human. She lives a very hard life, being looked down on every day.
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The dystopia continues to get even worse? Carnivores are up top. Herbivores are middle class, and ALL OF HUMANITY is at the bottom. Humans struggle to even get admitted into college, because the beast competition is too stiff.
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She seems to have accepted her dull fate. It's implied that she tried really hard....and she failed. Barely made it into college. Barely made it into a decent company. She gave up romance to try to get ahead too.
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There's so much detail just dumping on this girl and how much life in dystopia-land sucks its depressing.
Give her a break damn.
Even her mom thinks she's not pretty enough to COUNT as a woman in the eyes of a beastman.
She had a carnivore friend but he moved away.
He also didn't call her or anything, so he's just a fond memory.
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She thinks about him when she thinks about marriage, and the lack of romance in her life........because she wasted her youth. It's seriously sad. Her last real crush was in elementary school. She's not hung up on Lu or anything like that. She's not a creep.
She's just pathetic.
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Her mom brings him over.
Lu is back, because he's "ready".
Beastmen are basically a totally different race. Different customs. Different Mating rituals. Everything. He decided to marry Eri really early. Carnivore beasts are highly competitive and occasionally obsessive. Eri thinks she's unworthy and such, but Lu decided to push himself to become her perfect man.
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He is a pretty evil yandere though.
He's "ready" so he coerces her into a relationship, with children, right away.
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He lies too by the way. He claims he's suddenly in heat, but it's just an excuse. He even sort of admits it, but Eri does like him too. The whole pregnancy part was definitely non consensual though. No getting around that.
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Eri lives in a dystopia but that's totally ok because a hot strong guy has chosen her!
Ignore the harsh racism against humans, and Lu's complete lack of respect for her will!
Hot wolf guy!
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2smolbeans ยท 5 months
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"Nearly breaking down as you saw Marco softly smile at you. A smile you haven't seen ever since he found his 'darling'."
Part 2 Part 2.5 character info
Love Me, Love Me Not
Yandere Best Friend x Obstacle Reader
*unedited
Tags: kidnapping, complicit murder, guilt, suggestive tones, mixed signals, eventual smut, oneshot, reader is going through mixed feelings, one sided crush, yandere is in love with someone else, imprisonment, will they won't they vibes.
Disclaimer: This is just a scenario I thought of with an Oc! So nothing is really 'official' or canon-
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One too many times, you should've called the police. Why didn't you though? Now you sit there on the shower floor, hot water burning your back as you try to warm up the chill that goes down your spine. Their eyes, oh god they were open and staring at you dead in fear. Why did you cover for him?
You felt the sob trapped in your throat rip out of you as you remembered all the horrible things you were complicit in. There was nothing you could do now but accept the reality. You wouldn't get caught. The two of you burned all the evidence, and sadly, the victims were easy to dispose of. Did anyone look for them? Was anyone curious about them going missing?
The guilt was heavy, and it didn't help that the person you did it for- couldn't give two shits about you.
Marco, your happy go lucky best friend. You remembered that night when he called you, in a panic, begging you to rush to where he was. Of course you went, you were so worried for him. Upon arrival, you saw the large bag and tools. The look on his face warning you to do as he says before he decides to have another matching body bag beside him.
"You trust me don't you? I just need help with this, and then we can be over with it!"
You should've ran, screamed, called for help. But instead, you just grabbed the lower half of the bag, feeling the dreadful sensation of its limbs. You heard a shocked hum across you before the bag lifted off the ground.
"This is why you're always my number one go to. I apperciate this, I mean it. I won't ever forget this. Now follow me 'kay?"
What a joke. It was all a lie, wasn't it? All of that just for some sick obsession. Just for his "girlfriend" to focus on him and him only. If Marco just pursued her normally like a decent fucking human being, nobody would've been hurt, lies wouldn't have been told, your friendship would've been intact..
He could've just told those once alive victims that he wanted to ask her out. If Marco just smiled at her like he used to smile towards you- you're damn sure she would've fallen for him.
It worked for you afterall..
Maybe you should've let go when you had the chance. Cause now here you are, fending for your life as the killer you once called a friend claims you're the very obstacle of their relationship.
What? But you helped him?
You're staring at her in the wrong way.
Are you fucking kidding me? Does he know how many times you cried. The nights you spent mourning for the dead and the friendship that once was?
He still cares about you. But you forced him to get rid of you.
That's funny since you're currently showering at his apartment. You can't leave, though. He's locked the doors and windows. He even went as far as locking the knife cabniet and potential weapons. Still with the shower running, you didn't flinch at the sound of the bathroom door opening.
Curled up in a ball as you sat in the shower, you finally saw the eyes staring down at your naked form. You couldn't read his face, understand his expression, or even tell what he was thinking. It was foreign, new.
"Hey. Are you done? You're taking up the water bill y'know?"
Oh right, how long were you there for? Awkardly, you tried standing up while covering yourself with what little your hands could hide. You hoped he would at least save you some dignity, but he just kept staring with a blank expression.
"Here's a towel. Dry up and come to the kitchen. I made us something to eat"
You thanked Marco as you were quick to wrap your body with the towel. Looking again at Marco, you saw a hint of dissapointnent splay upon his eyes.
"Okay..Well just-Just..do whatever. Don't take too long or else I'll drag you out myself."
Rolling your eyes, you pushed Marco out of the bathroom as you closed the door. Locking - Oh right, he removed all the locks to each room..Drying off your body, you put on the clothes he left for you. Eventually, you made it to the kitchen, sitting down on the chair as you watched him cook.
He looked so calm, so soft as he focused on flipping the meat. You almost smiled when you heard him mutter about how he spilled some oil on his shirt.
Eventually sitting down to join you, Marco gave you your food as he offered you a drink. You declined of course, not feeling thirsty and paranoid of whatever poison he might spike it with. Smelling the aroma of the food, you felt your mouth water. He was always a good cook, hell you remembered the first time you visited his place.
How he made you a nice cooked lamb with mash potatoes. You recalled it being the first time you've ever seen Marco so particular about a certain thing - even though he's always been a speradic and chaotic individual. Though, the quick realization of your perdicment made the food cold and unappetizing.
Biting your lip, you turn your head away as you felt your eyes burn.
Don't cry, don't cry.
You sucked it up. Inhaled the air that surrounded you and forced a bite into your mouth. The food was good, you couldn't deny it. But it didn't taste as good as it did before. It's good, you say. Nearly breaking down as you saw Marco softly smile at you. A smile you haven't seen ever since he found his 'darling'. You want to run away and cry, to start fresh and new.
"I'm actually glad you moved in with me, it feels nice talking to someone who's helped me"
With the murders?
"Hey, we finally reached one of our bucket lists! To be roomates! Huh, well isn't that kind of funny? And we didn't even plan it out- kinda just happened huh!"
He was just rubbing the salt in the wound at this point. Forcing a smile, you just continued eating, chewing your food as a distraction as he kept on staring at you. Where's his girlfriend? Why didnโ€™t he just make her move into his apartment if you're in the way?
"Oh her? She's at work, don't worry about it"
You stop eating, finishing your plate as you push it towards Marco.
"All done? I'm glad you enjoyed it! Just sit right there while I put everything away"
Is there any way for you to escape? There has to be a way, right? What are you doing here? How long is Marco planning on keeping you alive?
"Hey, your not thinking of doing anything weird right?"
You nod your head no profusely, trying to get his suspicion off of you. Patting your shoulder, Marco motions you to the couch. Sitting down before you as he drags you along with him. Placing you on his lap, he turns on the TV- switching through channels while you freeze on the spot.
"Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Out of nowhere, his hands slowly begin to play with your shirt. His fingers rubbing up and down your sides, his crouch nearly pressing against you. Confused, you just sit there, your hands on your knees as you glued your eyes to the screen.
"You're not lying to me, are you?"
His voice is so sweet, so much closer than you anticapted. You nearly buck against his touch just as his palm brushes a certain spot ever so subtly. Why was he doing this? You had a slight speculation why - or at least a hopeful stupid thought that would fufill your old wishes.
"...If you say so"
You find yourself now sitting beside him, pushed off of his lap. Feeling the weight shift on the couch, Marco stood up and walked away for what seemed like forever.
"I just remembered I have to quickly run by to get some things. I'll be back.."
If like nothing happened, you were alone. Confused, you wave your hands around as you scrunch up your face. Talking to yourself as you pace around the room. Calming down, you walk towards the door. Examining it as you realised that Marco had left one of the security laches loose. Should you risk it? You could grab the butterknife he gave you for the meal to loosen the door..
Oh fuck.
You could perhaps finally leave.
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haknom ยท 4 months
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BLOSSOM โ€” YANG JUNGWON
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pairing: enemy to crush-prince!jungwon x fem!reader
synopsis: wanting to confess to your enemy was never easy, especially when you both were too embarrassed to do so.
note: this was written like last month but i just never thought it was good ๐Ÿ˜ญ // blossom by wei >>>
wordcount: 699 words // warnings: fluff, angst, and theyโ€™re both cowards and mean to each other.
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LIVING IN THE SAME PALACE AS YANG JUNGWON, THE PRINCE OF THE FAMILY YOUR MOTHER ASSISTED, WAS NEVER EASY.
He never failed to irk your soul even if he was only breathing. Everything about him was aggravating, mainly his personality. The two of you didnโ€™t get along at the start of your stay in the palace in the first placeโ€”he hated the thought of living with so-called peasants.
He was a stuck-up brat who only cared about wealth and what his friends would think. They all went to a prestigious school with high standards. You did too, but you didnโ€™t fit inโ€”not one bit.
Every time you walked down the halls, you were given dirty looks or something even worse. Still, that didnโ€™t bother you. You were never phased by the opinions of others. Only your thoughts about yourself mattered.
That also could be the reason why Jungwon began to like youโ€”4 years later. Yes, he was annoyed by the thought of having to spend every day with you under the same roof as him but maturing was all he needed.
Constantly teasing you and making you feel as though he didnโ€™t care for you was only stage one of the five stages of griefโ€”denial.
He sat on the grassy floor in their garden while picking at the newly bloomed flowers. Growing up, he loved the garden. He loved watching everything grow from a seed into something beautiful.
So, of course, he thought that could distract him and his constant thoughts of you but it didnโ€™t. Here he was picking flowers for a bouquet to give to someone who wouldnโ€™t leave his mind.
Stage twoโ€”anger. He was angry. He wanted to forget about you and his feelings, he really did, but he couldnโ€™t. Seeing you every day only made things even harder. His face flushed even at the sound of your name. You had him head over heels for you and you didnโ€™t even know.
He was too distracted to even notice the sudden figure that joined him in his flower picking. So, maybe the distraction did work?
โ€œHey,โ€ you greeted, tired of waiting for Jungwon to notice you first. โ€œWhat do you want?โ€ He asked in his usual harsh tone. You rolled your eyes, shrugging it off. โ€œAre these the ones you planted a few weeks ago?โ€ You asked, delicately caressing the flower petals.
โ€œWhy do you ask?โ€ He questioned while dusting off the soil from the flower stems in his hands. โ€œJust curious.โ€ You carefully removed your hands from the petals, too afraid to damage anything, and brought your knees to your chest.
โ€œWhatโ€™s the occasion?โ€ You asked once again as you stared at the progress of the bouquet in his hold. โ€œPlease, is that a gift for someone?โ€ You teased, earning a glare from Jungwon.
โ€œDonโ€™t get too giddy, itโ€™s not for you.โ€ Lies. It was definitely for you. There was nobody else who made his head spin or made him experience feelings of butterflies in his stomach like the way you did.
โ€œYou must be crazy. I wasnโ€™t looking forward to any gift from you. With that snotty little attitude, Iโ€™m sure nobody from school was looking forward to it either.โ€ You spat. Another lie.
After at least a year or two with the Yangs, you began to feel different around Jungwon. It was an odd feeling, not one that many would experience so easily but somehow, you did. It wasnโ€™t the best feeling.
Not being able to think straight or avoid fumbling over your words when youโ€™re around a certain someone you previously claimed to hate wasnโ€™t the best feeling either.
It was quite embarrassing, to say the least. Yet, it still happened to you. Not being able to maintain your composure when arguing with Jungwon sucked. He always felt a little bit of pride and a ton of guilt after your banters were over but couldnโ€™t bring himself to apologize.
Why? The reason was mutual; you were both too embarrassed. You didnโ€™t want to admit you were wrong about anything, you always had to be right. The same went for Jungwon.
No wonder you two couldnโ€™t bring yourselves to confess to each other.
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its-your-mind ยท 2 years
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โ€œOh, Martin saw Jon be a complete mess of a human being and thought I can fix him and that was the reason his crush startedโ€
you fools. you absolute circus clowns. you avatars of pure silliness.
Martin is EXACTLY as unhinged as Jon even before they ever meet each other, and becomes even more so after we meet him. Behold:
List of Reasons why Martin Kartin Blackwood is just as (if not more) unhinged than his avatar-of-all-evil-knowledge-boyfriend:
in order to get a job, he lied on his CV. Not too bad, fuck academic elitism, etc, but this man. claimed to have a very specific degree in a very specific field. and then he got hired. because of that degree
and no one noticed. for ten whole years.
(except the head of the institute, which doesnโ€™t count bc heโ€™s an evil mind reading bastard)
Also claimed to be like ten years older than he really was (him and jon share this unhinged fun fact which is fuckin wild)
ALSO also didnโ€™t have a middle name so just kinda. gave himself a middle initial. for funsies.
let a dog into a building bc it tricked him with its cute face
but also carried out a con for months on an avatar of an evil fear god by just. frowning and nodding.
could have been an avatar of manipulation and control, instead decided to be in love. icon.
actually, could have been an avatar of three different fear gods. said no thanks I will be in love instead ty
boss is specifically an asshole to him. decides to fall in love anyway.
had to be told to put his hands in his pockets so he would stop touching plastic explosives
wanted to kill an old man bc one time that old man kind of threatened to throw him off a rollercoaster
after being trapped in his flat for three weeks by a bug lady, brought a jar full of her bugs with him back to work to prove a point
willing to damn an unknowable number of other realities
met himself. he was an asshole. to himself.
โ€œsorry elias I canโ€™t hear you thereโ€™s a door in the wayโ€
decided with no evidence that he was going to take his bf on a hiking trip and figure out a way to shove the fear gods back into their little box
has dreams of making out with his bf over their ex-bossโ€™s corpse
โ€œHey, Elias! J o n a h M a g n u s !!!!! โ€ฆ. OI DICKHEADโ€
big strong rowing arms
(thatโ€™s not unhinged i just wanted everyone to remember that martin has big strong arms good for rowing and giving hugs)
thinks tea is cure to all emotional ills
certainly has a large fun patterned jumper collection at home
also advocates that he and his bf โ€œget their murder onโ€
stole a possibly evil tape recorder to record poetry bc lo-fi vibes
spent several months talking to tape recorders more than humans
wants his bf to do a murder on a hot death man bc he was jealous
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tolerate losing me. /Valeria/wife!reader.
part one | fight. toxic yuri. emotional not goodness. mentions of infidelity. Alejandro mention. a bit toxic.
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this was the only time you were wishing she would ignore youโ€” ever intense eyes peering to meet yours. The kitchen light is off. Theyโ€™re all off. And she stands thereโ€” the woman who used to make your heart flutter like a childhood crush, who pulled you from your pain like a savior, whose eyes used to soften when they met yours like a too perfect love novel,
โ€œyouโ€™re losing me.โ€
You repeat, your eyes at the counter. Her hands resting on the counter. her body leaning forward. The counter separating the two of you. and it was still.
everything was. is. valeria. you. the night. the house. the house she tried to claim was a home. but it wasnโ€™t still like water, not like a safely ignored puddle that floated little leaves like a lake, no. it is like a too-tight sweater that would choke you if you moved wrong, a mouthful off too much food that would choke you, water going down your throat wrong.
โ€œI know, I never give you enough time,โ€ Valeria startsโ€” slow, poisonous, coldโ€” โ€œI know itโ€™s always my fault.โ€
โ€œI never said it was.โ€
โ€œYou donโ€™t have to say it, you act like it. I know you act like this whole life Iโ€™ve given you has been a waste. I know all my time I gave you has been a waste in your eyes. I know I canโ€™t do enough for you.โ€ Snappy. Cruel.
โ€œI know my pain is an imposition,โ€ You murmur.
Your eyes stay on the stone.
โ€œIโ€™ve slaughtered men to give you thisโ€” do you think iโ€™ll just let you leave?โ€ her voice cracks, words too rushed to be confident.
โ€œMaybe it would have been more efficient if you married them.โ€
She breathes in, a sort of shocked sound.
โ€œYouโ€™re actually serious?โ€
โ€œYouโ€™re just never here, and when you are, I feel like Iโ€™m just a burden, like a chore you donโ€™t look forward to.โ€
โ€œWith you acting like this, you are.โ€
Your chest twists, like pulling your leg in the wrong direction.
โ€œI wouldnโ€™t have married me either,โ€ You whisper, โ€œAnd I wish you hadnโ€™t.โ€
Still. Again. Air thick. Night dark. Eyes locked on stone like it would be something to save you, something to get you out.
You breathe in, a shaky breath, lip trembling,
โ€œI know you donโ€™t understand, and I donโ€™t really expect you to anymore,โ€ You try to keep your voice even, throat scratching.
โ€œYouโ€™re right, I donโ€™t understand how youโ€™re acting like such a brat after what Iโ€™ve given you. Iโ€™ve given you everything you could have wantedโ€” you have money, youโ€™re safe, you can get whatever you wantโ€” and you still bitch and whine like I donโ€™t do anything for you.โ€
Your lip wobbles.
โ€œI just wanted you. I wanted to be yours, and I wanted you to be mine. I just wanted to be your equal. I gave you the best version of me. I tried,โ€
You breathe in deep, finally gazing at her hands,
โ€œI tried to be your strongest, I tried to be the best little me, I tried to take up as little space, I tried to give you all my empathy,โ€
You shift on your feet; her empty ring finger is tapping impatiently on the counter,
โ€œI know I loved you. And i convinced myself you loved me. But I donโ€™t think thatโ€™s true anymore.โ€
โ€œIโ€™ve come back in fucking stitches for you.โ€ She hissed, seething.
โ€œDid you tell him that too?โ€
โ€œI did that for my jobโ€”โ€œ
โ€œBut you lied about that too.โ€
โ€œI love you and this is what I get,โ€ Valeria lowers her voice, speaking through her teeth.
โ€œHow can you say you love me when you havenโ€™t noticed anything wrong?โ€ You ask, voice soft. Small.
Thatโ€™s how she makes you feel. Made you feel. Small. She takes your being and she crumbles it down until she can fit you in her pocket and forget about you long enough to forget whatโ€™s digging into her skin.
โ€œYouโ€™re always moody.โ€
โ€œI mess up and I know that, I donโ€™t know why you canโ€™t admit you mess up sometimes too.โ€
โ€œIโ€™m not here long enough to need to do that.โ€
โ€œI know.โ€
Your heartbeat is the only noise for a while. Beating in your ears. If you had counted the rhythm, maybe you would have known how much time had passed.
โ€œWhy?โ€
โ€œWhy what?โ€ Valeria snaps, a little too quickly.
โ€œWhy were you with him? What about โ€˜workโ€™ would need you to be with him?โ€
โ€œThere are things you donโ€™t understandโ€”โ€œ
โ€œI fucking know that, thatโ€™s why Iโ€™m asking,โ€ You snap, a little too quickly, the words leaving you before you had the chance to catch them.
Valeria stops. And normally you would pick your words back up, hide them again, try to tell her you didnโ€™t mean it, yet,
โ€œI donโ€™t know anything about what you do. I know barely anymore about you. I know what you have crafted for me, but thatโ€™s it.โ€
โ€œIโ€™m trying to keep you safe, but if you want to get yourself killedโ€”โ€
โ€œโ€”I donโ€™t know how fucking your colonel is a part of thatโ€”โ€
โ€œโ€”Then iโ€™ll let you do it.โ€
Her words fall into place in your head after a moment, your eyes stinging.
โ€œWhat?โ€
Valeria is quiet.
โ€œYou want me to die?โ€
โ€œNoโ€” I didnโ€™t mean it like thatโ€”โ€œ
โ€œHow else do you mean that?โ€
Valeria is quiet.
โ€œWhy do you even keep me around then? Just to be convenient? Just to be able to have someone to talk at?โ€
Valeria is quiet.
โ€œDo you just want a toy? To keep around?โ€
Valeria is quiet.
โ€œYouโ€™re losing me and you donโ€™t care to fight for it.โ€
โ€œI never said that.โ€
โ€œYou donโ€™t have to say that, you act like it.โ€œ
Valeria is quiet.
You might just have dealt the final blow.
โ€œIโ€™m only here when you want it. Some days I get two sentences out of you before you go away again. If iโ€™m lucky I get a โ€˜good nightโ€™. Iโ€™m lucky if I get to see you on the weekend. But I normally donโ€™t.โ€
Valeria is quiet.
โ€œYou left your phone here. One of them.โ€
Valeria shifts.
โ€œYou seem to be able to talk to everyone except me.โ€
โ€œItโ€™s not like thatโ€”โ€œ
โ€œI donโ€™t know how flirting with a man youโ€™re not married to, who is your superior, who youโ€™ve apparently known your whole life, how fucking a man youโ€™re not married to because you asked him to, isnโ€™t like that.โ€
โ€œWhy would you invade my space like that?โ€
โ€œItโ€™s not invading when youโ€™ve given me explicit permission. I suppose I just found the one that was the worst to find.โ€
She shifts again, turning away from the counter.
โ€œIt was for work.โ€
Her voice is finally soft. Not commanding. Not booming. Not snapping.
โ€œYou can flirt for work but ignore your wife for years?โ€
โ€œI havenโ€™t been ignoring you.โ€
โ€œWhat would you call it then? Not paying me any attention no matter how much I reach for you, no matter how much I beg, no matter how much I strip myself back into the most raw, vulnerable pieces of me, no matter what I do not being good enough for youโ€” what else is that?โ€
โ€œItโ€™s ignoring you.โ€
Thatโ€™s an argument you wish you hadnโ€™t won.
โ€œI knew you had a couple of phones, for work,โ€ you start, moving away from the counter, โ€œBut I didnโ€™t know about that grey one.โ€
Valeria goes still.
โ€œWho is Judith?โ€
โ€œYouโ€™re playing a dangerous game.โ€
โ€œIโ€™m not too scared. Youโ€™ve already killed me.โ€
Valeria sighs.
โ€œShe has nice tits but sheโ€™s not who youโ€™re married to. Unless this whole โ€˜marriedโ€™ thing was a lie. I might believe you if it was.โ€
Valeria is quiet.
Valeria is quiet.
Valeria is quiet.
โ€œPlease just fucking say something.โ€
โ€œI loved you.โ€
You nod, to yourself. She isnโ€™t looking at you.
โ€œIโ€™m sorry I wasnโ€™t enough to keep around. But I wish you had let me go sooner.โ€
โ€œyou were enough.โ€
Your lip trembles. Again.
โ€œI donโ€™t believe many of the words coming out of your mouth anymore.โ€
โ€œDid you tell Alejandro?โ€
โ€œWho?โ€
She sighs.
โ€œThe man.โ€
โ€œI wouldnโ€™t know his name. I just found out about it.โ€
She sighs.
โ€œI donโ€™t appreciate the accusation but, I suppose that type of thing doesnโ€™t matter anymore.โ€
โ€œI know I talk to you everyday like you need but I do care about you.โ€
โ€œI find that hard to believe,โ€ You murmur, soft, โ€œI donโ€™t need everyday, I just needed more than twice a month when youโ€™re horny.โ€
She scoffs, but doesnโ€™t say anything.
Valeria is quiet.
You are quiet.
The house is quiet.
โ€œI need to go out,โ€ Valeria finally says, moving towards the door, โ€œIโ€™m sorry Iโ€™m leaving you alone.โ€
โ€œIโ€™m used to it.โ€
โ€œI donโ€™t need your snark.โ€
โ€œThat wasnโ€™t snark.โ€
She stops for a moment, pulling something out of her pocket, resting it on the counter with a soft clink.
โ€œYouโ€ฆ I want you to keep this place,โ€ She whispers, her voice wobbling, โ€œAnd you can burn all my shit. I wonโ€™t come backโ€ฆ if you donโ€™t want me to.โ€
โ€œOkay.โ€
โ€œThatโ€™s it?โ€ Her voice turns towards you, your eyes lost in a corner of the room, โ€œI get โ€˜okayโ€™?โ€
โ€œIโ€™ve already done a lot of talking.โ€
She pauses.
โ€œI suppose you have.โ€
She steps, pulling the door open silently, slamming it behind her.
A pot on the wall jumps, hitting the wall.
And the house is quiet.
And your heartbeat has softened.
And it is quiet, as usual, but thereโ€™s a weight lifted.
You move, walking through the house silentlyโ€”
โ€œBurn all my shitโ€” you already took it,โ€ You murmur to yourself, finally turning on a light, warm light filling the room. There was nothing of hers left. Nothing that mattered. A pair of socks. An undershirt. A receipt. One of her burner phones. Moving without thought, you pick the phone up; caller idโ€™s in Spanish or code, nothing particular sticking out, only that the man seemed to have had the same fight you just did. Thereโ€™s a couple of angry voice mails. In Spanish. A mans voice. You hear the name Valeria but donโ€™t listen too hard. A lot of aggressive โ€œยฟQue?โ€โ€™s thrown in there. You put the phone down, looking at the rather dumb caller I.D. โ€œCAVโ€. One word. All caps.
But you listen. You throw the clothes outside. You throw the receipt in the trash. But you keep that phone. And you watch it. And the pain sets into your chestโ€” hollow and painful, twisting, like an open gash where the blood is only making it worse.
The phone is in terrible condition. Looks like it went through war. The screen is partially shattered, only being held together with a screen protector and a layer of clear tape. Dust. Gun powder, probably.
I donโ€™t know why there would be gun powder. She didnโ€™t make her own bullets. She never filled her own cartridges
You adjust, a moment of.. calm, taking over your mind. Finally. After so long. Just calm. No nagging. No words echoing. Just quiet in your head.
Why would she take her phone into active areas? Canโ€™t you easily track a phone?
You watch the phone, opening it again, the settings set for most tracking permissions.
Thatโ€™s a stupid decision. A deadly one, really.
You place the phone down. The screen lights up.
I.D.- CAV.
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Naughty Little Secret Pt.1
Reactions of Genshin men finding your spicy literature.
Ft. Diluc, Cyno and Thomaย 
(PART 2) Ft. Childe, Albedo, and Alhaitham (PART 3) Ft. Scaramouche, Itto, and Xiao
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Tags: PG-13, Sexual Themes, GN!Reader, Technically SFW, Crushes, Flustered boys 4 lyfe, Fluff? Notes: Dabbling my toesies into some saucier content. Part two will be out soon, possibly tomorrow. Will be linked above once done. THX! (Repost)
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Diluc
You'd been lent the book by another maid. The buzz surrounding a new romance novel was overwhelmingly positive and you would be lying to say you werenโ€™t curious too. It wouldn't hurt to just have a small peek at it during your break. After setting some tea to boil, you made yourself comfortable and began to immerse yourself into the reading.ย 
It begins with a forbidden love. A shining knight that only knew hardships, and a princess that was betrothed to a wicked king for diplomatic gain. You smiled a little, it was clear why the maids of manor had taken a liking to the story. The brooding knight reminded you immensely of the young master of Dawn Winery. When you read the kind but stoic interactions, you could only fondly picture Diluc. You were quite close to him, and often even found him charming. It amused you to imagine a knightly Diluc going out on little adventures.ย 
Inevitably, the knight could not hold back the weight of love any longer. He swept up the princess in his strong arms, and held her in a moment of passion. The knight left a trail of kisses up the princesses neck, his tongue grazing her sweetly soft enticing skin. The princess begged for more and, by duty, he was happy to oblige. Rough calloused hands roamed up her dress and hungry lips claimed hers as she was guided onto the bed. The princess shuttered when his body laid atop of hers and felt the prominent bulge of his- OH MY!ย 
You quickly set down the book and took a breath to calm your heart. Maybe imagining the protagonist as your boss wasnโ€™t the best idea. A kettle screaming from the kitchen snapped you from your thoughts. "Oh no the tea!" You exclaimed while hurrying into the other room to stop it from boiling over.
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โ€œIs everything alright?โ€ Diluc entered the small dining area, only to see no one was present. He'd been sure he had heard a high pitch noise just then. Ever diligent, the man spared a moment to take a look for himself. Nothing seem out of the ordinary... except an open book discarded on the table. He picked it up and briefly scanned the pages. Nothing suspicious, it was just a novel and- Oh. It seems he might have stumbled onto something more.... private.
You entered the room through the opposite door, tea in hand. When you met eyes with Diluc, who was still holding your smutty novel, you froze in place. You stared at one another with widened eyes, as if neither knowing what to do next. Diluc was the first to break the silence.
โ€œAh, Y/N I apologize. I never meant to disturb you on your break. Iโ€™ll leave you to your... uh, reading here.โ€ Diluc tried to keep his composure but it was clear by the slight hue on his ears that he had read some of its contents.
โ€œMaster Diluc, Itโ€™s not what it looks like. I um... was holding this for a friend I swear!โ€ You half lied, but your tone growing desperate to save face. โ€œI mean, I didnโ€™t- I donโ€™t.... I- Uh- Oh archons.โ€ You blabbered on, not able to keep any of your composure. Your face was in your hands and you could feel how much heat was coming off your flushing face. Diluc could see clearly how utterly embarrassed you were. He would never say so, but he was honestly quite endeared at how flustered a little book could get you. Your reactions were always pretty cute. As a result, it was near impossible to resist teasing you only just a little.ย 
โ€œY/N, you neednโ€™t worry.โ€ Diluc spoke softly, taking a couple steps toward you so that he could gently pull your hands away from your face. He bent slightly so he could face you at eye level, still holding both your hands gingerly in his. โ€œI wouldnโ€™t dream of telling a soul, itโ€™ll be our secret.โ€ His voice was low, speaking loud enough for only you to hear. Even while teasing you, his Crimson eyes held an unexpected amount of genuineness for his promise to you.ย 
Needless to say, your next reactions were the highlight of Dilucโ€™s week.
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Cyno
Cyno could tell you were hiding something from him. Since you were one of his main informants, he had to know the nature of the secrets you kept. There were few people, especially in the Akademiya, that the man could truly trust. After years of working along side you, he held an abundance of respect and trust in you. The General Mahamatra had seen countless good people be led astray by those who were already corrupt. If he found this to be the case for you, he would deliver justice by his own hands to prevent you from becoming its next victim. The more he thought about you, the sooner the matter became a priority.ย 
You spent more time in your office than ever before. As an informant of the Matra, this wouldnโ€™t be a strange behavior for you. You had plenty of data and intel to process through on a daily basis. It was also pretty meticulous work, yet you always managed put together detailed and insightful reports. You really were an asset that Cyno couldnโ€™t afford to loose, but it became suspicious how recluse you were now. Typically you would share tea, chat, or play a match of Genius Invokation TCG with the Mahamatra after closing out an investigation report. Even while awaiting feedback from other matra, you would welcome into your office and pretend to roll your eyes at Cyno's newest batch of jokes (even though he could clearly see you chuckling a little). Yet recently, you declined every interaction outside your obligated matra duties. Once you reported your findings to Cyno, you would swiftly shoo the man from your office and shut the door behind him. This simply could not go on. He had to get to the bottom of this shift in behavior.ย 
Cyno tried to peering in through a vantage point, but you deliberately shut your office curtains when alone. He began to monitor the coming and going from your office but, and to his surprise, every person was also sent away in a similar fashion. There had to be something going on. The first breakthrough appeared when you were observed leaving to lunch, clutching something close to your chest....a book. There were plenty of forbidden volumes in the Akademiya's archives, was it possible you had gotten a hold of something confidential? Or maybe, you were getting caught up in researching a restricted area of knowledge? If this was the case, he had to convince you stop before you crossed a point of no return.
You were to deliberate keep the book close by most of the time, but Cyno bided his time eventually found his opening. An underling knocked on your door, coming to inform you of a last-minute meeting that required your attendance. Professionalism overrode your needs of secrecy. You immediately followed the scholar without a second glance to the door you had forgotten to close. Cyno wasted no time entering your office, otherwise he might have hesitated to invade your privacy. As expected, the book in question was open on your desk as if you had just been reading from it. The generalโ€™s piercing eyes decisively scanned the texts that he assumed to be corrupting you.
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That was a weird meeting. You thought while heading back to your office. They urgently required your attention for... a department pep talk? It was pretty irksome, but at least it was quick. You were able to head back and finish that juicy chapter. It was just getting to such a romantic scene! Out in the wilderness, huddling for warmth with a creature of the night, and the romantic tension so thick it could be cut with a knife. You were picturing how the protagonist would react to the inhuman ferocity of the otherโ€™s devotion when they.... Is that Cyno outside your office?ย 
โ€œY/Nโ€ Cyno addresses formally as he spotted you. His posture was notably pointed and stiff. โ€œI wanted to personally offer you my apologies. I had been wrong in my assumptions of your involvement in misconduct.โ€
โ€œMisconduct? Regarding what?โ€ You questioned incredulously. How had you of all people end up on the General Mahamatraโ€™s radar?
โ€œI... had reason to believe that you were undergoing research into topics prohibited by Akademiya.โ€ Your eyes widened, he couldnโ€™t possibly mean- โ€œUpon further investigation, I have concluded that your studies of human and supernatural being fornication are not formally forbidden by-โ€ You shove Cyno into your office and shut the door quickly behind you.ย 
โ€œKeep your voice down!โ€ You hissed at him, face burning so hot you were sure your skin would melt off. โ€œThat book is private, I donโ€™t want the whole Akademiya knowing!โ€ย 
โ€œIf thatโ€™s what you wish, Iโ€™ll be sure to exercise discretion.โ€ Cyno stated, trying to recompose himself as well. Although his exterior remained cool and collected, the small dusting of pink detected on his cheeks indicated otherwise. Oh archons, how much did he read???
โ€œI will not speak of the...confidential information. But If youโ€™ll allow it, I request to still have access to your company as you are conducting your ongoing research.โ€ Cyno asked far too formally to be able to hang out in your office, even while you read your dirty book.ย 
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Thoma
The afternoon turned to sunset and Thoma was just finishing his housekeeping duties at the Kamisato estate. Last but not least on his list was a quick sweep of the front entrance. It was to be treated with upmost importance, just like everything he had done that day. It was important that anyone visiting the estate was received into a tidy space, to do otherwise might be seen as a sign of disrespect. He got right to work! It wasnโ€™t hard by any means, just a few leaves here, a bit of sand there, and a book laying around. ...Wait a book?ย 
Thoma stopped and curiously eyed the book abandoned on the wooden slats. Did someone forget this here? Well it would be best if he took it inside for safe keeping, he could search for the owner later. The blond bent down to pick up the unassuming paperback. Turning it around in his hands, he couldnโ€™t help but notice the beautiful art on its cover. A dragon wove around the title text and velvety looking roses were dotted across the front of the volume. Wow. He had never seen such a theatrical book cover before.ย 
Curiosity burned Thomaโ€™s fingertips and he considered that perhaps in reading a passage or two, he may receive a clue as to who the owner might be. It didnโ€™t take much more reasoning than that to get the excitable boy sitting down and opening up to the first page.ย 
A descendant of dragon linage took up the sword to protect her clan. She banded together with humans and youkai alike to fight against a being of higher power. Thoma was immediately enthralled by the intense plot, quickly forgetting the purpose of his snooping. He eagerly continued and consumed chapter after chapter in a matter of hours. The protagonist, narrowly escaping the clutches of their last battle, was approached by their closest attendant. A confrontation about their carelessness arose. A reserved warrior, that often came off cold and aloof, scolded the protag for throwing themselves into danger and almost sacrificing themselves. The debate was heated and lashing words morphed into fierce confessions. Thoma ate up every word of the romantic sub-plot. He continued reading as a passionate kiss quickly tumbled into a steamy affair. Desperate hands grabbed at one another, and hasted โ€˜I love youโ€™s were exchanged over the battlefield. She yearned to feel the warmth of the other, aches with every rub of friction. A hand surges forward to unsheathe his- Thoma shut the book abruptly when he heard your footsteps approaching. He tucked the book behind him and turned to face you, his cheeks brightly flushed.ย 
โ€œHi Thoma! You havenโ€™t seen a book laying around have you? I think I left it around here earlier.โ€ You ask nonchalantly to the sweating housekeeper.ย 
โ€œYour book?โ€ Dots were being connected in the blondโ€™s mind and he really couldnโ€™t manage out any other words. Thoma gave up trying to mutter any kind of excuse and simply held the book out to you. His eyes were downcast in shame, refusing to meet yours. You silently looked down at your paperback in this hand and then back up at him.ย 
โ€œYou read it?โ€ You asked carefully, a bit embarrassed. It was obvious by his reaction that he had already gotten to one of the more... intimate scenes. Wait... that doesn't happen until chapter ten of the novel. Just how much did he actually get through?
โ€œY/N, Iโ€™m sorry. I didnโ€™t mean to pry into your-โ€ย 
โ€œDid you like it?โ€ You cut him off, excitedly awaiting his opinion. The boy looked like he'd drop dead right there.
โ€œAh, I didnโ€™t get to- I mean they were about to but I-โ€ Thoma blabbered out, still trying to be a gentleman while discussing this kind of thing with you. It wasnโ€™t that he had disliked reading THAT. But how was he supposed to convey that to you without...
โ€œPffft- Iโ€™m talking about the story, ya dork. Isnโ€™t the world building amazing?โ€ You chuckled a little at his expense. Thoma paused for a moment, and couldn't help but let out a small laugh himself. He calmed slightly from his flustered state and happily resumed discussing the plot with you. It was the start of a quite unexpected book club.ย 
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โ•ฐโ”ˆโžค โ white lies โž
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: ฬ—ฬ€โž› ft. miles morales x gn! reader
: ฬ—ฬ€โž› warnings. none
: ฬ—ฬ€โž› part two
: ฬ—ฬ€โž› a/n. i love miles sm :(, no further comment, ill make another part if I feel like it
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Miles is lying to you.
The signs were subtle at best at first, and you werenโ€™t going to get suspicious or start poking your nose around over a few lies youโ€™d caught him in.
Starting sometime during freshman year, he changed. There would be nights when your messages would go unanswered for hours, extremely rare compared to the conversations you two would have over the phone that would last for hours, which was only when you two werenโ€™t constantly glued to the hip in person. Heโ€™d brush off the few times you did question him on what he was up too and you left it at that, but that was only during the beginning.
Things only seemed to progressively raise suspicion for you as time went on. Leading into sophomore year, it started becoming unbearable. You were lucky to get a response from him in less than a few hours, if you got one at all. He was less open about what he did outside of school, and while you werenโ€™t going to interrogate him on what he did every second he wasnโ€™t with you, it wouldโ€™ve been nice to know that your boyfriend wasnโ€™t actively avoiding telling you what he was up to every once in a while. I mean, you were only his childhood best friend for more years than you could count on your fingers turned lover, who were you to snoop?
Miles doesnโ€™t trust you.
Miles started claiming he was busy more often, meaning less dates and less time you spent coming over to visit. Sometimes you wouldnโ€™t even get to enjoy his presence in class due to the occasional times heโ€™d skip. Compared to how clingy and jumpy he was before, he hardly ever acted shocked when you attempted to surprise him and was reduced to a nervous mess when youโ€™d question his odd behavior.
He gave vague responses when youโ€™d ask why he was acting distant and if you had a dollar for every time he rushed off in the middle of your hangouts with no valid reason youโ€™d be a millionaire. He wasnโ€™t exactly failing as a boyfriend and you didnโ€™t feel any less loved, but it was more than clear that there was more going on in his life that he was keeping from you, and the fact that he didnโ€™t trust you enough to tell you was painful to say the least.
As annoying as it was, you were more than willing to let it slide for the time being as he clearly had a lot going on, and after the death of his uncle you didnโ€™t want to be too pushy with your boyfriend. All of those behaviors you were willing to ignore. At least, until the day she showed up.
Miles is keeping secrets from you.
The sound of loud music blaring from speakers and multiple conversations and laughter surrounding you from multiple directions was almost enough to drown out the rushing thoughts in your mind and the ringing in your ears. Key word: almost. You tried to distract yourself with the drink youโ€™d grabbed in the midst of the party, taking a sip to ease your mind but the juice box only ended up being a source to take your frustration out on, slurping aggressively until the beverage was long gone as you crushed the poor box in your vice grip and tuned in to the two adults that stood on either side of you muttering with poison in their tones.
โ€œSheโ€™s probably no good,โ€ Mrs. Morales hissed, arms on her sides and her hands on her hips as she impatiently tapped her foot. โ€œSneaking off with some gringa then having the nerve to go off with a perfectly good party right here? And leaving Y/N?!โ€ She let out an annoyed huff and muttered under her breathe what you believed were some inappropriate curses in Spanish that would put a Puerto Rican sailor to shame. Without a word she gently grabbed you by the wrist and pried the juice box out of your hand that you hadnโ€™t even realized you were still strangling, tossing it in a nearby trash can and giving you a pat on the head that made you eternally grateful for how kind that woman was. Your subtle anger wasnโ€™t as subtle as you assumed. โ€œI thought I raised a gentleman, thatโ€™s more than enough grounds to add another month!โ€
โ€œYou can say that again, and look at how sheโ€™s dressed! I say we go put a stop to this right now. Itโ€™s good parenting, right? He doesnโ€™t need any more bad influences-โ€ as Milesโ€™ dad began to ramble you tuned out their constant, yet valid, complaints and instead refocused on the scene that had all of you riled up.
Up on the water tower stood your boyfriend, laughing and talking in what seemed to be a really engaging conversation with a girl you hadnโ€™t seen a day in your life.
A million questions ran through your mind every minute. Who was she? What were they? Why had Miles never mentioned her before? Saying you were annoyed was an understatement. There was no way she went to your school, you wouldโ€™ve recognized her if that was the case and likely seen her and Miles interact before this happened, but that was all negative. Youโ€™d let a lot slide before this, but seeing them together just mightโ€™ve been your breaking point. What were they talking about? Why is he smiling so much? Does she know Iโ€™m his s/o? Does she know he has an s/o?
โ€œ-and after showing up late?! I bet she doesnโ€™t even know Spanish!โ€ You forced yourself out of your thoughts, coming to at the end of the conversation and his motherโ€™s angry rant. You didnโ€™t want to wait any longer and force yourself to bite your tongue when it came to your concerns any longer.
โ€œIโ€™m going.โ€ Pushing yourself off of the table youโ€™d leaned back against, you marched towards the tower only for Mrs.Morales to catch your hand, catching up until she was back at her side and her husband joined her, the intimidating glare on her face putting your sour expression to shame. โ€œYouโ€™re gonna give that boy hell, do you hear me Y/N?โ€
You made it to the top before his parents, popping up and meeting Milesโ€™ eyes as he trailed off on his sentence to the girl, smiling at the sight of you only for it to melt away into a nervous grin when he noticed your glare. You pushed yourself over the railing before putting on an extremely forced smile and sticking out your hand to the blond, having yet to even acknowledge your boyfriends presence.
โ€œHi! My nameโ€™s Y/N, Iโ€™m Milesโ€™ s/o. You know he has one right? I donโ€™t think Iโ€™ve seen you around before and he definitely hasnโ€™t mentioned you, who are you?โ€ You spoke too fast for her to get in a response at first, resorting to hesitantly shaking your hand and nervously chuckling when forced to practically yank her hand away from your unknowingly strong grip. โ€œThe names Gwe- Gwanda! Heโ€™s mentioned you before, a lot actually,โ€ she snorted and elbowed Miles, to which he gave a pointed look. โ€œPractically drools over you too, he mentioned this one time he stayed up all night-โ€
โ€œOoookay thatโ€™s enough of that!โ€ Miles cut her off and stepped between you two, leaving you to wonder what she was going to finish that sentence with. The revelation of him constantly talking about you wouldโ€™ve been enough to make you a stuttering mess if you werenโ€™t still extremely upset. You wouldnโ€™t exactly call yourself the jealous type, you had full faith in the fact that Miles only wanted you and would never break your trust or your heart like that. However, you didnโ€™t know what else to possibly think with everything that had been going on. โ€œGreat! Thatโ€™s just great! Lovely meeting you-โ€ you hissed, despite the conversation just barely starting.
Milesโ€™ mom popped up just after you spoke with a happy greeting that was seeping faux cheerfulness and a plastered on grin, introducing herself and starting to engage in conversation alongside his father when he appeared seconds later. Hearing Gwanda call them by their first names was enough to make you wince, and not wanting to stick around to hear what would come after, you got your boyfriends attention.
โ€œWe need to talk.โ€ He got no further explanation before you grabbed him by the sleeve and pulled him towards the ladder, leaving his questions of what your deal was and what you needed to talk about as you climbed down the ladder. He had no choice but to follow.
As soon as you were far enough on the roof from the rest of the party and Miles, you turned on your heel to face the boy and the ends of your lips tugged into a frown, crossing your arms.
โ€œSo, whatโ€™s the deal? Did Iโ€ฆdid I do something wrong?โ€
Miles looked at you dumbfounded, searching for a place to awkwardly place his hands before resorting to sticking them in his pockets. โ€œI- what? What are you talking about?โ€
โ€œDonโ€™t play dumb with me Miles!โ€ He flinched. It wasnโ€™t often you lost your temper, and he knew that. Whatever you were on about was clearly more serious than he had assumed. โ€œFirst youโ€™re always busy, then youโ€™re not being honest with me, now you have secret friends too?! Itโ€™s like youโ€™re a completely different person!โ€
His hands shot up defensively, and just like before, his nervous started appearing. โ€œNo- youโ€™ve got it all wrong. Iโ€™d never-โ€ โ€œYouโ€™d never what? Lie to me? Donโ€™t even try to feed me that bs.โ€
Miles shifted nervously between both of his feet, and you could almost see the gears shifting in his head to try to come up with an appropriate response. It was unusual to see your boyfriend so unable to talk to you, it made you anxious.
โ€œLook, Miles. I get it if youโ€™re out doing something that could get you in trouble, you donโ€™t have the cleanest record. Iโ€™m not here to tell you what you can and canโ€™t do, but I am here to support you. I donโ€™t understand why you keep hiding things from me! Your parents I can maybe believe, but me?โ€ You hoped he hadnโ€™t noticed the way your voice cracked in that sentence. โ€œWhatโ€™s even the point of me being here for you if youโ€™re not even going to tell me whatโ€™s going on?โ€
Your chest felt heavy but your shoulders felt lighter, the relief of finally getting whatโ€™s been on your mind for many months seemingly lightening the load. It didnโ€™t stop you from getting emotional over it, however. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes and you continuously clenched and unclenched your fists.
Miles couldnโ€™t describe the guilty feeling weighing him down in that moment, the frown on his face and uncertainty in his eyes making that clear. He reached to grab your hands, his own being slightly sweaty but he wasnโ€™t too worried about it at the moment, intertwining his fingers with your own. โ€œAnd that girl! How do you even know her?! Your parents donโ€™t know her, she doesnโ€™t go to our school, for all I know-โ€
โ€œI promise itโ€™s nothing like that.โ€
โ€œThen what is it, Miles?โ€
โ€œIโ€ฆโ€ he trailed off, biting his bottom lip as you looked at him with expectant, almost desperate eyes. He couldnโ€™t bring himself to meet them and his gaze fell down to his Jordans. Even then, he couldnโ€™t muster up the courage to spill his secrets to you. Not even one, but at the same time a plausible lie or excuse didnโ€™t come to mind, maybe for good reason. โ€œI canโ€™t tell you. I swear on my life Iโ€™m not trying to hide anything, you gotta believe me, I do need you! But I canโ€™t have you involved. Itโ€™s just not the right time.โ€
Then when is?
Any trace of hopefulness in your eyes disappeared and your face fell. Miles felt his heart sink down to his shoes, letting go of your hands with fingers traveling up your arms until he cupped your face on either side, using his left thumb to swipe away a stray tear that threatened to fall from your eye. Being the source of your despair was a dreadful feeling, in fact he hated it.
Your fingers wrapped around his wrists and you flashed him a bittersweet smile before pulling his away from your face. โ€œMiles, I love you,โ€ you started, and he gave a halfhearted smile that would normally leave you swooning over his pearly whites, โ€œbut I canโ€™t keep doing this.โ€
The smile disappeared faster than it had shown itself, and you could feel him tense up in your grasp. โ€œWhat? What are you saying?โ€ The fear of a prompted break up on your end after those words kept him on his toes. His gut twisted itself into spirals and loops, the back of his head throbbing from the tension as he unknowingly bit the end of his tongue.
You let go of his wrists, grabbing the collar of his jacket to pull him forward and leave a tender kiss on his cheek. โ€œHit me up when youโ€™re ready to tell me the truth.โ€ You offered no explanation before pulling back from him, speed walking back through the crowd and towards the door to head home.
Miles was left dumbfounded, standing with a blank expression on his face and the urge to shove something out of frustration yet kicked the ground as an alternative. Looking back towards the water tower, he eyed his parents and Gwen having what seemed like a tense and awkward conversation, moving to join and hopefully separate the three, but the only thing on his mind was figuring out how he was going to win back your trust.
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Not enough music could distract you from the turmoil going on inside you head, yet still you mindlessly hummed along to the upbeat music blasting through your earbuds as you walked home.
Was this the end?
No, you kept your mind far away from that harmful thinking. Technically, you hadnโ€™t broken up with Miles, had you? It was open ended, whether or not you two worked out solely depended on if he was willing to tell the truth or not. You hated to entertain the thought of him being so willing to keep a secret from you that your relationship would end over it, but seeing how things had gone, it couldnโ€™t be ruled out as a possibility.
The air was chilly as the sun met the horizon, and you stuffed your hands into the small pockets of your pants. On a normal day, Miles wouldnโ€™t have let you walk home alone. You wouldโ€™ve walked hand in hand, laughing and talking the entire way down the streets about any and everything that came to mind. The two of you wouldโ€™ve skipped and you would find yourself silently watching his feet to match his footsteps, meanwhile unbeknownst to you Miles would notice and slow down so you could. At the end, youโ€™d stand at your door and bid him farewell, sharing a goodbye kiss as if there were a chance youโ€™d never see each other again before he gave a cheesy compliment and promised to see you in the morning, flashing you a smile before you walked in and he rushed back home.
The thought made you grip the fabric in your pockets, torn between smiling at the memories or frowning at the fact that today wasnโ€™t the case. Today wasnโ€™t a normal day.
Instead you walked home alone, nothing but the sound of music to keep your ears full but to you the air was still more silent than ever. Instead, you made it home alone, quietly fishing for your keys on your doorstep while cursing yourself for not cleaning out your messy bag, so invested in the search and the music that you didnโ€™t notice the walls and ground behind you begin to change, flashing in different textures and colors that ranged in shape and size. Finally getting a grip on the keychain, you pulled it out with a small triumphant smile. Noticing the shifting colors approaching your feet, you turned around, unable to process the glitching textures or register the โ€œflightโ€ in your fight or flight response before a large gaping hole emerged from the colors โ€”and with a cut off screamโ€” sucked you into it.
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American Honey
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in which Harry is a single dad/rancher and our faceless/nameless female MC babysits for him while he goes on a date warnings: age gap (both parties are consenting adults over the age of 21), a hint of choking, unprotected sex, dirty talk, squirting, nothing too kinky... this is literal shit im sorry ily anyways
I didnโ€™t know how I got roped into babysitting for the man I was completely in love with, but here I was, pulling into his long gravel driveway on a beautiful September day. If you asked me a few months ago how much I enjoyed children, I would have laughed in your face and told you that I didnโ€™t enjoy them at all and that you couldnโ€™t pay me to spend time with them.ย 
That was until I met Harry.ย 
My best friend Kelsey was his niece. She introduced me when she began to take horseback riding lessons on his ranch shortly after he moved back to town. He wanted to be closer to his family after his wife had passed away, so he packed up his life and moved back to his hometown.ย 
The first time I saw him, his strong body mounted on top of a large brown horse, my breath got caught in my throat and wouldnโ€™t dislodge the entire time I watched him ride. That day, most days, he wore a ratty old t-shirt that clung to his muscles and a pair of dirty brown cowboy boots under his tight jeans. He traded off between a black cowboy hat and a backwards baseball cap, one that boasted some sports team I had no idea about. Tattoos littered his strong arms and I knew they spread across his torso as well from all the times I drooled over him as he did manual labor around his ranch.ย 
He had a six year old daughter named Maisy that looked just like him, one who worshipped the ground he walked on. She followed him around like a baby duckling, excitedly showing him things he couldnโ€™t possibly care much about, but he always reacted in a way that told her he did. It was endearing, watching him smile brightly at a large spider his small daughter caught and decided to name Annabelle. He shivered and grimaced as soon as his back was turned to his child, never letting her know that her affinity for bugs grossed him out.ย 
He was an angel with her. So patient and kind and goofy. Watching them together made me ache for something that I didnโ€™t know I even wantedโ€”a family. I was far too young to be thinking that way, of course, but it didnโ€™t stop my heart from compressing every time I watched him hoist her up onto her pony to go for a ride.ย 
He was all rough around the edges but a gentleman nonetheless. The first time he met me, he removed his hat and bowed his head a little and called me honey in his luxurious sounding accent. Heโ€™d been calling me by that ever since then, claiming it was because I was โ€œsweet asโ€. He didnโ€™t call anyone else that I knew at the ranch by any sort of nickname, not even the pretty brunette veterinarian who came to tend to the animals.ย 
He asked me if I was interested in riding lessons and I lied immediately and said yes, absolutely. I was terrified of horses, actually, but I would have done anything he asked of me, as long as I could stare at him while doing it.
He was around 20 years my senior, not that he looked it. He had little crinkles near his eyes and smile lines from years of laughter. His skin was tanned and freckled from the sun, his arm and thigh muscles bulging from all of the physical labor he did. I knew I had daddy issues, but I had never been attracted to an actual dad until Harry.ย 
I had spent the last two months taking riding lessons with him, keeping my crush as lowkey as I possibly could, although every time his hands brushed my hips or my leg when he was helping me on and off the horses, I felt like I could just melt.ย 
We grew comfortable with each other and there were times when I thought he may be flirting with me, but it never went anywhere. I started to think I was delusional, that there was no real tension between us like I thought there was. Especially when he asked me in the shyest of tones if I would babysit his daughter for him while he went on a date.ย 
So here I was, huffing and puffing in annoyance as I sat in the driveway of his home, angry with him for dating someone else and angry with myself for agreeing to babysit so he could. I felt like an idiot. I enjoyed hanging out with his kid because she was a little weirdo like I was at her age, but I didnโ€™t enjoy knowing heโ€™d be out with some lonely housewife throwing herself at him.ย 
I let out a loud whine as I banged my head against the steering wheel a couple of times, letting my theatrics empty from my body before I sat up straight and composed myself.ย 
โ€œGet a grip, he wouldnโ€™t touch you anyways. Youโ€™re 25 years old. Heโ€™s your best friendโ€™s uncle. Of course he wants someone his age, youโ€™re basically a fucking child in his eyes.โ€ I muttered to myself as I reached over for my bag and lugged it out of the car with me.ย 
It was filled with things I thought Maisy might enjoy, like my black lipstick and some Halloween decorations I had packed away. The child lived for all things horror, she treated every day as if it was Halloween and nothing scared her. It was one of the reasons I completely adored her, despite never liking most children.ย 
I looked down at my outfit as I made my way to the front door. I didnโ€™t know how late Iโ€™d be stuck here, so I dressed comfortably, in little black shorts and a loose crop top. Slinging my bag over my shoulder, I reached up to press the doorbell when the door flung open.ย 
My breath got caught again at the sight of him. His cheeks flushed red as he looked at me, a slow smile tugging on his mouth as he reached out to grab hold of my arm.ย 
โ€œHi, thank god youโ€™re here, I need your help.โ€ Harry tugged me into the house quickly.ย 
His hand on my skin sent goosebumps all over me. He pulled me with him through the corridor and the kitchen, toward his large bedroom. I felt a thrill run through me at his urgency to get me in there, but it settled as I remembered quickly that he wasnโ€™t dragging me there to ravage me like I wanted him to.ย 
My eyes took him in as he pulled me behind him. He had on his usual jeans and a t-shirt, his usually unruly curls set into a more tame hairstyle. He hadnโ€™t shaved, which I was grateful for, but he smelled fresh and clean and looked like he might be sick at any moment.ย 
He pulled me to where he had three different outfits laid out on his bed, gesturing to them and then looking at me helplessly.ย 
โ€œMr. Styles, Iโ€”โ€ย 
โ€œHarry, darlinโ€™. I told you to call me Harry.โ€ He corrected me, his hand sliding down my arm, making my stomach flip around, โ€œNowโ€ฆ which one?โ€ย 
โ€œWhere are you taking her?โ€ I asked, reaching out to touch the fabric on one pair of pants.ย 
โ€œThe Lodge?โ€ He said, sounding as if he were unsure.ย 
I made a face, impressed with his expensive selection but annoyed that it was going to another woman. He took my reaction the wrong way, assuming that I thought it was a bad choice for a first date. He put his head in his hands and groaned loudly.ย 
โ€œItโ€™s too much, isnโ€™t it?โ€ He breathed out, โ€œI should just cancel. I donโ€™t know what I was thinking. Iโ€™m not ready for this.โ€ย 
โ€œWoah, hold on, I didnโ€™t say that. Itโ€™s a nice restaurant. If you really like this girlโ€ฆโ€ I trailed off, swallowing hard over the lump in my throat. I looked down at the outfits he selected and smiled at his effort. I touched the edge of one of the more casual ones, โ€œD-do you? Really like her?โ€ย 
โ€œWell, Iโ€ฆ like her. I donโ€™t know if itโ€™s worth a โ€˜reallyโ€™ yet.โ€ He smirked, shrugging his shoulders.ย 
โ€œWear this one. Youโ€™ll look great.โ€ I pointed to the outfit.ย 
โ€œYeah?โ€ He breathed out, moving closer to me so he could reach down to touch it as well, โ€œYou think?โ€ย 
His arm brushed against mine as we stood next to one another, looking down at my selection. I felt like I couldnโ€™t breathe every time he touched me, even if it was accidental. I reached over and squeezed his arm, feeling my stomach clench up again when I did. This man did something feral to me. I wanted to get naked and display myself for the taking. I wanted him to take and take and take.ย 
โ€œSheโ€™s a lucky lady.โ€ I loosened my grip, letting my fingers brush down the length of his arm gently.ย 
He turned to look down at me, so close that I could feel his breathing against my forehead. He was much taller than I was, so much so that I had to crane my head back to look up at him. I saw his eyes slide down over my frame, so quickly and discreet that I almost missed it. He averted his gaze back to the clothes on the bed, nodding.ย 
โ€œThanks, honey. I should, uhโ€ฆ I should finish getting ready. Donโ€™t want to be late, do I?โ€ He reached up and scratched the back of his head, โ€œMaisyโ€™s in the living room watching the Addams Family again.โ€ย 
โ€œOf course she is.โ€ I laughed, moving to his door, โ€œHey, if she tells me you said itโ€™s okay for her to watch Halloween, sheโ€™s lying right?โ€ย 
โ€œSheโ€™s absolutely lying.โ€ He scoffed, rolling his eyes with a smile, โ€œNothing above PG-13.โ€ย 
โ€œSheโ€™s six years old.โ€ I stated dryly, watching him smile brighter as he reached for the bottom of his shirt.ย 
โ€œTry telling that to her.โ€ He joked, peeling his t-shirt off right in front of me. I felt saliva gather in my mouth at the sight of his tattooed torso, his muscles flexing as he moved.ย 
I stood there like an idiot, just staring with my lips parted, feeling as if I might start drooling any second. He looked at me, an amused expression on his face, lifting his eyebrows.ย 
โ€œYou okay, sweetheart?โ€ He asked. I reached up immediately and touched my mouth, forcing my lips closed and checking for drool at the same time.ย 
โ€œYep, sorry. Iโ€™ll give you someโ€ฆ privacy.โ€ I cleared my throat, feeling my cheeks heat up as I forced myself to leave his room, yanking the door shut behind me.ย 
I leaned against it and sighed heavily, composing myself before I went out to the living room where Maisy lounged.ย 
โ€œHey scream queen, you watching the Addams Family again?โ€ I plopped down onto the couch, looking over at her.ย 
She was spitting image of Harry. Really, if I hadnโ€™t seen photos of her late mother I would think he cloned her to look exactly like him. She had the same soft brunette curls, the same green eyes that looked blue in certain light, the same pouty pink lips and the same little accent as him. The only difference was the streak of temporary purple dye in her hair, which I put in for her a week ago.ย 
โ€œYep! When daddy leaves, do you wanna watch Halloween?โ€ She whispered the question to me, smiling slowly like the little evil thing she was.ย 
โ€œI will not be held responsible for your nightmares tonight, little one.โ€ I reached over and brushed her hair out of her face.ย 
โ€œPlease, please, please.โ€ She begged, grabbing onto my face with her tiny hands, squishing my cheeks together, โ€œI wonโ€™t tell him, I swear! Youโ€™re my favorite babysitter ever, nobody else is as fun as you are.โ€ย 
I narrowed my eyes at her buttering me up, โ€œYou are good.โ€ย 
โ€œI know.โ€ She giggled loudly as I began to tickle her sides, watching her fall back against the couch cushions and squeal with delight.ย ย 
I didnโ€™t notice Harry walk over to the living room at first. He just stood there, silently, watching me tickle his daughter with a smile on his face. I stopped when I finally noticed him, wondering how long he had been watching us. He seemed perfectly content to stay right there, his eyes steady on me and his daughter.ย 
He lifted his eyebrows and pushed himself off the door frame when he realized I had noticed him.ย 
His cheeks went slightly pink, โ€œAlright, girls. How do I look?โ€ย 
We both watched him as he did a slow spin, showing off his outfit. I felt my heartbeat quicken at the sight of him. He looked incredibleโ€”wearing tight black slacks with a matching button-up shirt under a suit jacket. He left a lot of the buttons undone, showing off his chest where his shiny crucifix necklace was teasing me. I could have gotten down on my knees right then to pray.ย 
His eyes darkened slightly when they took in my reaction to him, so much so that I swore he could read the arousal I felt all over my stupid face. I swallowed hard, averting my gaze from him as my cheeks went up in flames.ย 
โ€œYou look nice, daddy!โ€ Maisy said, rushing over to him and into his arms. He picked her up into his arms and gave her a toss into the air that made my heart stop for a second, but he caught her with ease and she screamed happily.ย 
Harry grinned at her, leaning down to rub his nose across hers, giving her their special bunny kisses. It was the cutest thing Iโ€™d ever seen.ย 
โ€œYou smell good, too!โ€ She said, wiggling out of his arms and back down to the ground, โ€œWill Miss Casey smell you tonight?โ€ย 
I almost laughed, but the reminder that Harry was going on a date with the local kindergarten teacherโ€”a beautiful 30-something year old who was fantastic with childrenโ€”made my heart drop into my stomach.
โ€œIโ€™m sure she will at some point.โ€ Harry said in a bashful tone, reaching up to nervously scratch the back of his head.ย 
Maisy called my name, running back over to me and grabbing my hand, dragging me to her father, โ€œSmell daddy!โ€ย 
โ€œUh, Maisy, I donโ€™t thinkโ€ฆโ€ I started, but Harry smiled and shook his head to stop me.ย 
โ€œIโ€™d actually like to hear if you think itโ€™s too much. I donโ€™t wear cologne very often, only on special occasions.โ€ He said sheepishly, โ€œDo you mind?โ€ย 
Special occasions, like the date he was about to go on. My heart made another leap into my stomach, making me frown.ย 
โ€œNo, Iโ€ฆ I donโ€™t mind.โ€ I said breathlessly, forcing a smile and stepping closer to him.ย 
I placed my hand against his shoulder even though I didnโ€™t have to and then I leaned in close to him. I shut my eyes as I inhaled his scent, trying to force the moan down my throat. It came out as a soft โ€œmmmโ€ instead.ย 
He smelled delicious. Just the perfect amount of spicy and sweet mixed in with his natural musky scent that was so familiar to me after all the time weโ€™d spent together. I wanted to nuzzle my face into his neck and inhale it again but instead I forced myself back from him, nodding like a crazy person.ย 
โ€œSheโ€™ll love it.โ€ I said quietly, watching his soft eyes follow me as I stepped backwards, my hand reaching out to take Maisyโ€™s, trying to anchor myself back down to earth. She squeezed my hand tightly once before letting it go and running back to her movie.ย 
โ€œK, bye daddy!โ€ She called out, once again glued to the TV screen as Wednesday Addams tortured her brother for fun.ย 
I walked Harry to the door, my eyes scanning over him as much as I could before he took notice. I wanted to tell him not to go, to stay here with us instead. I wanted him to see how badly I ached for him and to take me up on the offer. I knew the idea was a complete delusion, I knew that he could never see me that way, but I couldnโ€™t help my fantasies.ย 
He turned to face me at the front door, tapping his fingers gently against the edge of it as we looked at one another. There was so much staring between us, it felt like longing. Heโ€™d drape his slow gaze over me, not saying a word, making me tingle all over.ย 
โ€œOkay, um, call me if you need anything. I shouldnโ€™t be out too late. You know her bedtime routineโ€ฆโ€ He trailed off, patting his pockets to ensure he had his phone and his wallet, โ€œAre youโ€ฆ are you sure I shouldnโ€™t cancel? Stay here with you and Maze and watch Halloween movies instead?โ€ย 
Yes. Cancel. Forget her and stay with me, please. Please. My throat felt like it was closing up at my thoughts, too scared to say them out loud. I shook my head to him, forcing a smile.
โ€œYou need to go. Put yourself out there. You deserve to be happy, Harry.โ€ I said to him, reaching up and patting his shoulder. I let my hand linger there for a long moment, just rubbing him in what I hoped was a comforting manner and not creepy.ย 
He reached up and put his hand on top of my own, squeezing it gently as he looked at me in a way that I hadnโ€™t seen before. I felt like I couldnโ€™t breathe as he pulled my hand from his shoulder, his fingers tightening around my own just for a moment before he dropped it. I clenched it into a fist, desperate to hold onto the feeling of his skin on mine.ย 
โ€œYou are something else, honey.โ€ He said quietly, shaking his head slightly, โ€œThanks again for watching Maze, you know how much she loves you.โ€ย 
โ€œAnytime.โ€ I murmured, smiling, โ€œHave fun tonight. Call if youโ€™re going to be late, okay?โ€ย 
He smiled and nodded, taking another long moment to look me over. He flipped his car keys in his hand and let out a loud sigh before he turned away from me for good. I watched him leave, waving from the door as he backed out of the driveway, heading off to the last place I wanted him to go.ย 
I sighed heavily and locked the door, heading back to Maisy, who was digging through my bag greedily, giggling in delight at every new treasure she found.ย 
โ€œI see you found my bag of goodies.โ€ I said to her with a grin.ย 
โ€œAre these for me?!โ€ She squealed and I laughed, nodding as she pulled out a big stuffed bat that I picked up from Target.ย 
โ€œThey are, you little sneak. You could have waited for me to give them to you myself.โ€ I laughed as I sat down behind her.ย 
โ€œSoโ€ฆโ€ Maisy climbed up to my lap, smiling, โ€œHalloween?โ€ย 
I sighed and smiled, โ€œYou canโ€™t watch that movie, Maisy.โ€ย 
โ€œIโ€™ve already watched it!โ€ She whined.ย 
โ€œHow about Casper instead?โ€ I suggested.ย 
She made a face, offended, โ€œThat wimpy ghost?โ€ย 
I laughed loudly, breathing out a sigh, โ€œOkay, fine. But youโ€™re covering your eyes for the bad parts.โ€ย 
Maisy rushed off my lap, clapping her hands in delight and jumping up and down next to me, โ€œCan we have popcorn too? Can I have juice? Can I have candy?โ€ย 
โ€œYou are an absolute terror.โ€ I grabbed her shoulders to stop her from jumping, listening to her laughter. I scooped her up and carried her to the kitchen anyway, unable to say no to her.ย 
โ€œHow about we make my famous brownies? That way your dad has something sweet to eat when he gets home.โ€ I suggested to her as she climbed up onto one of the bar stools, starting to pull out all of the ingredients I needed.ย 
โ€œDaddy doesn't need sweets when youโ€™re around, on a count of you being honey and all.โ€ She asked me, kicking her feet out over and over again as her eyes carefully watched me.ย 
โ€œOh? Is that so?โ€ I laughed, raising my eyebrows.ย 
โ€œI heard him talkinโ€™ to Mr. Davis about it!โ€ She nodded confidently, smiling at me at her knowledge of her fathers private conversations.ย 
Mr. Davis was Harryโ€™s closest friend and one of the ranch hands. They were always shit talking and shooting the breeze whenever they had free time. I had no idea that Harry mentioned me at all to him and I couldnโ€™t help but probe Maisy for further information.ย 
โ€œAnd what exactly did your daddy say to Mr. Davis?โ€ I narrowed my eyes, pulling different ingredients out of the fridge and placing them on the countertop.ย 
โ€œHe said that he bets you taste just like honey, sweet as can be. He told Mr. Davis that heโ€™d love to try it some time.โ€ She squinted, โ€œDo you have lots of bees at your house? Can I come see them?โ€ย 
I had to force my laughter down at her misunderstanding of what her daddy meant. I felt my face heat up at the confirmation that Harry thought about me in the same way that I thought about him. I had to press my hand against my chest to try and calm my breathing before I turned to face the little girl who was talking to me.ย 
โ€œI do have lots of bees, but you better watch out, because theyโ€™ll sting you!โ€ I turned and poked at her sides, tickling them and sending her on a laughter frenzy.ย 
โ€œNow, back to business. We need a mixing bowlโ€ฆโ€ย 
Maisy and I spent the rest of the night baking brownies and decorating them for her father. Then she ate way too many of them and passed out from a sugar crash about five minutes into Halloween. I carried her into her bedroom and tucked her in, starting to clean up the living room and the kitchen.ย 
It was still early when I finished up in the kitchen and I flicked the lights off, figuring Iโ€™d settle into the dark living room to finish watching Halloween by myself. I curled up onto the couch and shut all the lights off, stretching my body out.
I couldnโ€™t stop thinking about what Maisy told me, her little innocent mind not even realizing that Harry was talking about going down on me. I wondered if she heard him right or if Iโ€™d make a fool of myself by making a move the next time I saw him.ย 
I must have dozed off thinking about it, because the next thing I knew, I heard Harryโ€™s key in the door and listened as he quietly shut it behind him. His gentle footsteps made their way into the living room and I barely opened my eyes to look at him.ย 
He stood by the entryway, staring at me, his eyes roaming over my body carefully. My breath got caught when I realized he was checking me out. He took his time, drinking in the outline of my body in a greedy manner. He ran a hand through his hair and started toward me, looking more and more full of want as he got closer.ย 
My eyes fluttered open as he pulled a blanket off the couch, intending to cover me up with it and leave me. I wasnโ€™t ready for him to leave, I wanted to spend more time with him, so I made it known that I was up. I reached over and touched his hip, watching him pull back to look down at my face.ย 
โ€œHeyโ€ฆโ€ I said sleepily, stretching my body out, a quiet moan releasing from my throat.ย 
Harry swallowed harshly at the sound, shifting on his feet, โ€œHey, sweetheart. You must have dozed off.โ€ย 
โ€œYeah, sorry.โ€ I sat up slowly, once again stretching my limbs out before I stood up from the couch, โ€œHow was your date?โ€ย 
We were standing insanely close to one another, so much so that my chest nearly brushed over his own. I leaned forward so that my breasts would touch him, just barely, and he didnโ€™t move back from me like I thought he would.ย 
โ€œHorrible.โ€ He whispered, shaking his head.
โ€œOh no, Iโ€™m sorry. How about I make you a drink and you can tell me all about it?โ€ I offered him, watching him smirk at me.ย 
โ€œAre you even old enough to drink?โ€ He teased me, to which I gave him a playful shove against his chest.ย 
โ€œVery funny. Iโ€™m not that young.โ€ I said to him sternly, raising my eyebrows, โ€œIโ€™m old enough to do a lot of things. Things you couldnโ€™t possibly imagine.โ€ย 
I watched his eyebrows hitch high on his forehead at that and then I smirked at him. I turned and walked out of the living room with that, knowing that he was watching me go, his eyes steady on my ass as it jiggled into the kitchen. I went to his bar, which was a locked cabinet, getting up onto the tips of my toes to try and reach the key that he kept hidden high up.ย 
I knew my shirt was rising up as I reached, exposing the underside of my breasts, and I swore I heard a small groan from Harry as he watched me.
โ€œHarry? Can you help me?โ€ I said softly, turning to look at him over my shoulder as I continued to try and reach the key. I knew I had no chance of getting it, but I also wanted him closer to me.
He obliged like I hoped he would. He came up behind me, his body pressing against mine too closely for it to be a mistake or a casual thing. He raised his arm to take the key down and I turned my head to look at him as he did this. Our faces were so close, if I moved just a few inches forward, I could kiss him. He could kiss me. I silently willed him to do it, but he didnโ€™t.ย 
He just watched me, his eyes more intense than Iโ€™d ever seen them. He studied my features, moving slow as he handed me the key. Our fingers brushed lightly as he passed it to me, his hand so warm against my own.ย 
โ€œThank you.โ€ I whispered, watching his eyes fall to my lips as they formed the words.ย 
He cleared his throat and backed away from me slightly, but not enough that I wouldnโ€™t bump into him when I bent over to dig around in the liquor cabinet.ย 
โ€œSo tell meโ€ฆ what went wrong on the date?โ€ I asked, carefully turning to bend over, my ass brushing over the front of his pants just barely when I did.ย 
I swore I heard him let out a gasp, but he didnโ€™t move back from me like I thought he would. He stayed exactly where he was, hips solid as I leaned back slightly on my heels to give him a little more pressure.ย 
He froze in place as I did this but he didnโ€™t pull his hips back. He did the opposite. It was subtle, but he flexed his hips forward against my body, letting me feel how hard he was for a second before he pulled back again.ย 
I stood up, turning to look at him with a bottle of bourbon in my hands. I eyed him, keeping my back to him as he moved in closer to me, close enough for his hips to graze over my ass again, his chest touching my shoulder blades.ย 
โ€œHonestly?โ€ He whispered, moving even closer to me, one of his hands brushing up against my hip as he did.ย 
โ€œTell me.โ€ I replied, my voice hoarse, strained from the close contact between us, which made me feel like I was on fire.ย 
Harryโ€™s eyes flickered down over my face, taking me in, and he swallowed harshly before he confessed, โ€œCouldnโ€™t stop thinking about you all night, honey.โ€ย 
My heart was pounding harder than ever before, going wild in my chest. Did he actually just say those words or was I hallucinating? I watched them form on his lips but it still felt unreal. I blinked at him, pulling my bottom lip between my teeth to bite down and make sure I was awake. He reached up and touched my chin, tugging my lip back out.ย 
He cleared his throat and shook his head, โ€œNot bourbon.โ€ย 
His eyes were dark, narrowed down toward me as if he were angry, but I knew he wasnโ€™t. He was turned on. Ridiculously so. I also knew that he loved bourbon, so turning it down meant that he wanted me to bend back over and pick up a different bottle. I didnโ€™t ask him which liquor he wanted instead, I simply bent at the hips again and pushed my ass back into him as I put the bourbon bottle back.ย 
His hips once again made contact with my ass cheeks, his hard cock pushing up against me in a desperate manner, his fingers digging into the skin of my hip. I pretended to poke around in the cabinet, letting him keep himself pressed to me much longer than the first time. I snagged a bottle of vodka and stood up, pulling myself away from him abruptly.ย 
โ€œHow about this?โ€ I asked breathlessly, licking my lips slowly as I turned my head to meet his stare once again.ย 
โ€œNot that.โ€ He shook his head, his eyes falling down to my mouth for a long moment. His voice was strained when he spoke again, โ€œBend back over and try again for me, sweetheart.โ€ย 
This time, I smiled slowly at him before I turned away, bending at the hips and jutting my ass out as an offering for him. He did the same thing as beforeโ€”let me back up against him, let my ass press into his crotch. He was subtle in his movements the first two times, but something came unhinged for him this time.ย 
Maybe it was the way my loose shirt slid up and exposed my breasts when I bent that time. Maybe it was the way I reached back and grabbed onto his thigh to steady myself on the way down. He lost all sense of self-control, both of his hands now grasping roughly onto my hips and yanking me hard against him.ย 
A low moan released from his throat as he pulled me into him until my back was pressed against his front, burying his face in my neck. His hands clawed up my sides, hips grinding into me slowly, sensually, like he wanted me to feel all of him.ย 
โ€œFuck,โ€ He moaned, โ€œThis is wrongโ€ฆ so so wrong.โ€ย 
I whined, clinging onto the edge of the counter as he continued to grind himself against me, my cunt dripping with desire for him, โ€œDonโ€™t stop. Pleaseโ€ฆโ€ย 
He grabbed onto both of my arms then, pulling them behind my back and holding them there, bending me over the counter so my bare breasts and my face were pressed to the cool marble.ย 
โ€œIโ€™ve wanted to do this for so fucking long.โ€ He slid his free hand around my hips, finding the wet spot at the front of my shorts and pressing into it, โ€œYouโ€™re soaking wetโ€ฆโ€ย 
โ€œOh god!โ€ I cried out when he rubbed a circle against my clit, sending a shockwave through me.ย 
โ€œShhhโ€ฆโ€ He ordered me, โ€œShh, baby. Be a good girl and stay quiet for me, okay? Can you do that?โ€ย 
I whimpered and nodded, willing to agree to anything if only he would touch me again. I wiggled my hips back, needing more contact from him, and he grasped onto my shorts, yanking them down to my ankles. He got onto his knees behind me and I shut my eyes with a soft moan as he palmed my thighs, prying them open so he could get a good look at my pussy.ย 
โ€œFuck, look at this pretty little cunt.โ€ He breathed in the scent of my arousal, groaning in pleasure, โ€œI need to taste you, honey. I need toโ€ฆโ€ย 
โ€œPlease, Harryโ€ฆโ€ I gasped out just as his tongue slid up my slit slowly, lapping up all of my juices.ย 
He moaned again as his tongue went wild, slipping up and down my slit and licking up every drop before dipping inside of me, trying to get as much of my arousal as possible. I couldnโ€™t believe how deeply he was tongue fucking me, the sounds of him slurping up every drop sent my eyes rolling into the back of my head.ย 
โ€œMore, more, give me moreโ€ฆโ€ He groaned against my cunt, the vibrations sending a new flood of arousal through me that he lapped up immediately.ย 
I was shaking, still clinging to the countertop, my face warm now against the marble. I swore I was going to start drooling soon if he kept diving his tongue deep into me, the pleasure being nearly too much for me to handle.ย 
โ€œYou are everything Iโ€™ve dreamed of and more.โ€ He murmured as pulled back, standing up to his full height so he could unbutton his pants, โ€œYou gonna take every inch of my cock, baby? You think you can handle that?โ€ย 
โ€œYes, yesโ€ฆ pleaseโ€ฆโ€ I moaned out, nodding in hazy delusion.ย 
โ€œStay still, gonna start slow for ya, since youโ€™re being so good for me.โ€ He panted out, removing his cock from his pants but leaving all of his clothes on otherwise.ย 
I glanced down, seeing how swollen and drippy he was with precum, desperate to be touched. His cock was beautiful, it was thick and long with delicious looking veins protruding from the sides. He fisted himself carefully, dragging his hand up and down it a few times, precum squeezing out. I wanted to lick it up, wanted to taste every inch of him that I could.ย 
He lined his hips up behind me and positioned his cock between my slit, pressing against me. He rocked his hips back and forth carefully, letting my pussy coat him with my arousal, getting it slippery wet. The head of his cock bumped up against my clit with every thrust he made and I let out a nearly-silent cry at the teasing.ย 
He reached his hands around to slip them up against my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples, making them harden at his touch. He buried his face in the back of my neck again, inhaling me, his lips trailing roughly across the sensitive skin there.ย 
He kissed along every inch of my neck, brushing my hair away from my skin so he could kiss more and more. He pulled me back against his body, his hand moving up over my chest and throat to grasp my chin, forcing my head to the side. I looked at him, craning my neck around as much as I could, offering him my mouth. He leaned in closer to me, our noses brushing, lips parting as we both panted heavily into each other's mouths.ย 
โ€œI shouldnโ€™t be doing this. Youโ€™re so fucking young.โ€ He whispered, leaning his forehead against mine, still thrusting his cock up against my wet cunt but not entering me.
Both his hands went down to my hips, clinging to them tightly, his fingers digging into my skin as he tried to control himself. He was shaking as he pressed his cock against me over and over and I could see him unwinding for me.
โ€œSo then stop doing it.โ€ I teased him, grinning wickedly.ย 
โ€œGet over here.โ€ He ordered me, pulling back so he could force me to turn around. His lips found mine right away, his tongue pressing into my mouth and flicking across mine. His large, calloused fingers took hold of my naked hips, shoving me up onto the counter and spreading my legs apart for him.ย 
โ€œYou want me to stop, baby?โ€ He pulled back to whisper, his fingers slipping into my cunt, immediately stroking upward, making me feel things Iโ€™d never felt before in my life.ย 
โ€œOh fuck!โ€ I cried out loudly, unable to keep it down.ย 
He slapped his hand over my mouth, keeping his face right in front of mine so Iโ€™d maintain eye contact with him. His fingers began to stroke me faster, harder, pressing into what I assumed was my g-spot. Iโ€™d never felt anything like it. My stomach rolled in the best way possible and my legs began to shake. My cunt clenched and gushed around his fingers, so wet for him that it was spreading all over my inner thighs the rougher he finger-fucked me.ย 
โ€œThere you go, thatโ€™s my girlโ€ฆ give it all to me, honey.โ€ He murmured, tightening his fingers over my mouth when I moaned behind them, โ€œShh, come for me, come all over me, I want every fucking drop.โ€ย 
He began to finger me harder, faster, his fingers jerking up and down instead of in and out and I felt something explode inside of me. My orgasm hit hard, making me cry out from behind Harryโ€™s hand, and he replaced it with his mouth, swallowing up all of my moans and curses.ย 
A warm liquid gushed out of my cunt and shot all over Harryโ€™s torso as I came hard. That had never happened before. I pulled back from the kiss and looked in a panic to see his reaction, expecting him to be as confused as I was, but he looked overjoyed by it. His mouth found mine again, tongue excitedly taking control of my own.ย 
He kept his hand firmly inside of me, his thumb brushing through my public hair down to my clit, rubbing it in slow circles. He moaned into my mouth, his free arm going around my waist to tug me to the edge of the counter.ย 
โ€œI want you to come like that all over my cock.โ€ He murmured against my lips, kissing me desperately again as he removed his fingers from my pussy.ย 
He brought his wet hand up to our mouths, pulling back from kissing me so he could offer me his fingers. I sucked my arousal off of them, wiggling my hips down lower so my cunt was on full display for him. I spread my legs as far as I could, wanting him to have all of me.ย 
โ€œDesperate little thing, arenโ€™t you?โ€ He whispered, to which I nodded, pulling off his fingers with a soft pop.ย 
โ€œBeen waiting for you to notice me.โ€ I whispered back, โ€œTook you long enoughโ€ฆโ€ย 
Harry sighed against my lips, shaking his head as he smiled slowly, โ€œCrazy, crazy girl. Iโ€™ve been obsessed with you since the day I laid eyes on you.โ€ย 
โ€œReally?โ€ I whined out, watching him nod, licking his lips and leaning down to kiss me again.ย 
โ€œShh now, pretty. Need to be inside you so bad. Gotta be quiet for me.โ€ He whispered, waiting for me to nod at him in confirmation before he pressed forward.ย 
I felt the swollen head of his cock pressing up against my cunt, begging for entrance. I rolled my head back, exposing my throat to him as he pushed slowly into me, filling me completely. My cunt stretched to accommodate his size and I gasped out at the slight sting of pain I felt as he kept pushing and pushing inside of me. His cock was big, but I had also only been with one guy before who was below average in size.
โ€œGod, fuck,โ€ He gasped as he filled me to the hilt, holding still as he reached a hand up to brush my hair back, โ€œYou okay, angel? Hmm?โ€ย 
โ€œSโ€™fullโ€ฆโ€ I mumbled, my mouth finding his, kissing him deliriously, โ€œFeels so goodโ€ฆ need more.โ€ย 
โ€œYeah? You want more? You wanna feel me so deep inside of you, stretching you out?โ€ He murmured against my mouth, tongue slipping out to tease along my upper lip. I gasped when he pulled back, rolling his hips forward into me hard, โ€œI know it feels so fuckinโ€™ good. Look how you take my cock like the perfect fuck toy you are.โ€ย 
He grabbed onto my face, squeezing it as he made me look down between our bodies at the way his cock slid in and out of me, shiny with my arousal. We looked back up at each other in unison and I slid my arms over his shoulders, fisting a hand into his hair. I pulled his mouth back to mine and kissed him deeply, only pulling back to gasp for air or moan his name.ย 
โ€œMade for me, youโ€™re fuckinโ€™ made for meโ€ฆโ€ He whispered against my lips as he thrust deeper and deeper into me. When he wasnโ€™t kissing me, heโ€™d slide his large hand over my mouth to keep me quiet.ย 
โ€œThis is mine now.โ€ He ordered me as he slipped his hand between our bodies, fingers finding my clit so he could rub quick circles against it, โ€œTell me, tell me your pussy belongs to me now.โ€ย 
I moaned at his hushed tones, at the strain in his voice as he tried desperately to keep his voice down so we didnโ€™t wake his daughter. He laid kisses down my jaw and to my neck, sucking at the spot right by my ear that sent goosebumps all over my skin.ย 
โ€œItโ€™s yours, Iโ€™m yours. Fuck, donโ€™t stop.โ€ I gasped out, clinging to him harder, digging my nails into his back, โ€œYou feel so good, Iโ€™m gonnaโ€ฆ fuck!โ€ย 
He began to pound into me, fingers gripping my thighs so tight that I knew Iโ€™d have bruises there the next day. I didnโ€™t care. I wanted him to mark me all over, to claim me as his own, to leave me with reminders of what we did in this dark kitchen.ย 
Harry grabbed my face inย  one hand, squeezing my cheeks hard as my lips fell open in ecstasy. He slid his tongue against my own, coaxing it out, licking across every crevice of my mouth in a sloppy manner. I felt consumed by him in every sense of the word, felt completely claimed in a way I hadnโ€™t expected to feel. I knew Iโ€™d never get over this, never be able to go back to fucking guys my own age after experiencing him.ย 
โ€œGood girlโ€ฆ wanna feel your cunt squeezing me, milking every drop outta me. Thatโ€™s it, baby. You feel like heaven, oh god.โ€ He gasped, his lips brushing mine with every word, โ€œSo fuckinโ€™ hungry for my cockโ€ฆโ€ย 
โ€œHarryโ€ฆ Harry, Harry, Harryโ€ฆโ€ I moaned out as he reached down to grasp the back of my thighs, shoving my legs up until my knees pressed into my torso, bending me in ways that I knew would leave me sore.ย 
His eyes fell down to watch his cock pound into me, his breath quickening at the sight, โ€œSo fucking wet, babyโ€ฆ god. Iโ€™m gonna come, do I need to pull out?โ€ย 
I shook my head wildly, whimpering at the intense feeling building up in my abdomen, โ€œOn the p-pill. Fuck, Harry! Need you to fill me up. Please, please, come inside me.โ€ย 
My legs went over his shoulders as he grabbed me by the throat, applying the slightest of pressure as he tugged my mouth to his own, kissing me deeply.ย 
He stopped kissing me and I let my eyes flutter open, finding his dark green ones staring back at me. He looked so intense, so full of desire, it made me shiver all over.ย 
โ€œLook at me, sweet girl. God, youโ€™re beautiful. Donโ€™t look awayโ€ฆ right there, baby.โ€ He nodded his head and then his mouth fell open, a moan releasing from him that tipped me over the edge.ย 
I kept my eyes on his own blown out ones as I came around his cock, my cunt clenching over and over with each wave that hit me. I gushed all over him and he moaned louder at the feeling of it. I clung to him desperately, digging my nails into his back as I pushed my hips forward, trying to ride out my orgasm as long as I could. I never looked away as I watched him come, his cheeks flushed and lips shiny with my spit.ย 
He moaned my name as he came hard, his body shaking and trembling against my own. I slid my fingers into his sweaty hair, watching the way he came undone. He kept eye contact with me the whole time, drinking me in, like he couldnโ€™t get enough.
Harry kissed me, his tongue moving over mine sensually, his fingers releasing their harsh grip into my skin. His breaths came hard against my cheek as we kissed, but he didnโ€™t pull back to catch it until he had kissed me as long as he could. His hold went from rough to gentle, arms slipping around my back, his fingers a whisper against my spine. We stayed like that for a long time, with him nestled inside of me, our breathing and heartbeats both slowing back to normal.ย 
โ€œLet me clean you up.โ€ He whispered, slowly pulling out of me, rubbing his hands over my thighs when I dropped them down.ย 
I felt like jello, like I would melt into the countertops if he didnโ€™t hold onto me tight. He massaged my thighs for a long moment before he reached over for some napkins, using them to clean all of his cum off of the both of us. I watched him bend over to pick up my shorts and underwear, which were left forgotten on the kitchen floor.ย 
He pressed kisses to my ankles and calves as he carefully slid my shorts back on, waiting for me to lift my hips so he could pull them all the way up. I was grateful for the help as I knew as soon as I stood on both legs, Iโ€™d be wobbling all over the place.ย 
Harry pressed his hands to the counter on either side of my body, leaning forward until his face was inches from mine. His eyes were dark, his gorgeous mouth so close to my own that I could feel his warm breath as he let out a long sigh.ย 
I thought maybe this would be the moment he tells me that this shouldnโ€™t have happened, that this couldnโ€™t continue, that he was too old or I was too young and we were both stupid with lust. I braced myself like I would for a punch.ย 
But he didnโ€™t say that. He leaned in and he kissed me passionately, lifting his hands to cup my face between them. He brushed my hair back and then pulled my lips from his, his eyes finding mine right away.ย 
โ€œThe next time I ask you if I should cancel a date,โ€ Harry smiled slowly, lips brushing over mine, โ€œSay yes.โ€ย 
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Hello! I have an idea for a request, you can ignore it if you don't like it ๐Ÿ˜ธ
What is it like to be friends with benefits for bi-han and Tomas? nsfw or sfw, whatever you feel comfortable with.
thank you โ™ก
fwb!reader (w. Bi Han and Tomas) short hcs
tw: gn!reader, mdni, nsfw, not proofread
notes: hey! im so sorry this took so long to come out. accidentally got attached to other things and i havent had much writing motivation lately. but im writing this on a new pc and im eager to see how well it works!!!
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It's hard to say that Bi Han treats you any differently... If he's even interested in this kind of thing in the first place. But it's not that he completely brushes you off, eitherโ€”if you don't pay attention, you'll miss the way he looks at you despite his icy exterior, or the subtle things like a little extra care and/or consideration he does that he wouldn't normally do for anyone else. It's just that he wants to keep things under wraps as much as possible due to the lack of a title further than 'friends-with-benefits' between you two. Jealousy? Yes. If you end up trying to date and abandon him (so he puts it), he'll be so upset that he'll confess. You two will end up in a relationship... Someday.
Tomas will make it look like you two are in a relationship. Of course, you two really aren'tโ€”just see each other in the confines of a bed. That doesn't stop Tomas from being doting, though, and it makes certain people question whether or not you two are dating or more. One cannot so simply just say 'we're fucking with no title on', so he just meekly denies that you two are dating. It seems like he has a crush at the very least. Jealousy, yes, but very silentlyโ€”you wouldn't know until much much later. The type to ask 'what are we?' when you are innocently doting back.
Bi Han likes to think pretend he's laying claim to you whenever he's fucking you into the mattress, but he has to remind himself when he's done he's not actually yours. Ironically, however, he's the one to remind you that you two aren't in a relationship whenever he thinks you're moving or acting too much like you're in one [with him]โ€”he won't admit it, but he kind of likes it. It spurs him on to make sure you can't walk later. He won't initiate cuddles or aftercare, but he's incredibly responsive when you do. You eventually catch on, and it becomes a necessity at that point. Bi Han gets sulky if you don't.
Tomas focuses more on you than himself, but he makes sure to satisfy himself at least once before the whole endeavor ends. He's gentle if you've had a bad day, and he's rough if you're feeling particularly pent upโ€”either way, you're getting your worth and more in the end. And, he won't say it, but he also likes to pretend that you two are in a relationship. But unlike the former, it slips a 'few times' that the person he's shoving his dick in isn't actually his significant other. It gets to him sometimes and he lies awake contemplating if asking you to become permanently his is a mistake, while he draws delicate circles on the crux of your back.
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maybe-a-bi-witch ยท 4 months
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Mia's Fic Recs
One Piece, HotD, JJK,
One Piece
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Zoro
Just a little longer by @sleepymarimo
One time where Zoro pushes your affections away and another time when he begrudgingly accepts them.
The one that (almost) got away by @loguetowns
it takes him 12 hours to realize
Baby, let the games begin by @irisintheafterglow
Reader is a pirate hunter who used to compete with Zoro, before he joined the Strawhat crew. They reunite after Zoro joined the crew.
Got me spinning like a ballerina by @mydearlybeloathed
zoro doesn't dance, but he has no issue in watching you twirl yourself off your feet. so long as you twirl back to him when your feet get tired.
Ultimatum by @undiscovered-horizon
Zoro hits you with a "fine, I'll be your boyfriend" when you try to break off your casual situationship
Shanks
Jolly Sailor Bold by @httpwintersoldier
your curse leads you to a certain red-haired pirate that ends up taking you hostage for the rest of your life. And you very much agree with the decision.
Sanji
Puzzled by @mynewblackdress
Due to your insecurities, you thought Sanji was making fun of you whenever he complimented you until you realized he wasnโ€™t.
Go Fish! (series) by @honnelander
reader and Usopp are playing a card game when Sanji finds them. teasing ensues.
House of the Dragon
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Aemond
Be Quiet by @youraverageaemondsimp
DILF!Aemond Targaryen x Babysitter!Reader
Duty, Sacrifice by @ewanmitchellcrumbs
Her and Aemond have always loved to play hide and seek, however, the night he returns from Storm's End, their game takes a much more sinister turn.
Catalyst by @oneeyedvisenya
Your job as Dr. Targaryen's lab assistant becomes far more hands on than you expected.
His Love by @valeskafics
When Aemond finds you after you ruin Aegon's coronation, he is in for a surprise.
To have and to hold by @lilibethwrites
Reader goes to Storm's End, and instead of claiming Lucerys's eye, he makes reader his wife.
Jujutsu Kaisen
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Nanami Kento
Professor by @fairyhub
The Princess by @classyrbf
sometimes being a princess comes with strict rules and responsibilities so why not have a little fun with the man who was assigned to protect and defend you
Ex Husband Nanami by @classyrbf
Headcannons about ex husband Nanami
everything i was looking for by @awearywritersworld
when nanami became a salaryman, jujutsu wasn't the only thing he left behind. four years later, he's got his job back and he wants you back too.
Natural (series) by @justauthoring
you fit into their little family, perfectly - naturally.
Gojo Sataru
"do you like me?" "nope." by @awearywritersworld
even yuuji realizes that gojo has a crush on you, but you're oblivious as ever
I wanna show you off by @gojonanami
when you accompany your friends to a bar rich men and women frequent, you catch the eye of a certain white-haired rich
Is it over now? ft. Geto by @gojonanami
suguru thinks the only way you'll leave him is if he lies to you about cheating on him - and it is. but turns out, you're not so easy to leave -- for him and his best friend.
the cutest couple on the Internet by @osaemu
steamer!au - you flirt with his rival
Toji Fushigoro
stay as long as you need by @awearywritersworld
toji can't stop hanging around his new neighbor, even though she has a boyfriend. oh well, he knows he's better for her anyway.
Geto Suguru
One of your girls by @fairyhub
you canโ€™t help your feelings for your brotherโ€™s best friend
Is it over now? ft. Geto by @gojonanami
suguru thinks the only way you'll leave him is if he lies to you about cheating on him - and it is. but turns out, you're not so easy to leave -- for him and his best friend.
Sukuna Ryomen
Men are so quick to blame the gods (series) by @awearywritersworld
your boyfriend is a heavy sleeper, leaving you to form an unlikely relationship with the curse occupying his body during the late hours of the night.
Death is no more by @rinhaler
you know you shouldn't be here, right? what would possess you to visit an underground fight club? one of the fighters is kinda cute though...
How you get the girl by @yuujispinkhair
He knows how ironic this is. He is Sukuna, the guy who is known to always wear a smug smirk on his tattoed face and have a snide remark ready at all times. And yet, when you stand in front of him and confess your feelings to him, he is at a total loss for what to do.
The brat and the child that comes with him by @mysicklove
Sukuna might not be the best older brother, but at least Yuuji doesnt seem to mind.
Lullaby for the past by @poe-daydreams
Best friends (older brother) Sukuna by @seeingivy
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dracosdarlingg ยท 6 months
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Slytherin boys reaction to your detention with professor Umbridge
Warnings for slight torture description
Professor Umbridge made it clear that you had to raise your hand before you spoke in her class, and you kept forgetting (but only because most of your other professors didnโ€™t care whether you raised your hand or not) after her 4th time reminding you she decided that detention is what you needed. Once it was time she asked you to write lines that stated I must raise my hand before I speak in class over 100 times with her special quillโ€ฆ
Draco
You couldn't get out of that classroom fast enough, the pain and humiliation you felt (for crying in front of a professor, who wasn't even sympathetic either, just claimed you deserved it!) was too overwhelming. Draco already knew something was wrong, he could always tell when you're not yourself. "What happened love?" he carefully asked. You, being too afraid of bursting into tears if you tried to speak even though silent tears rolled down your face anyway, showed Draco your hand. "Fucking Umbridge, I'm going to kill her!" Draco was so mad that she did this to you, and all he wished to do was make her pay. "Draco, please, it hurts and I'm tired" you sighed, feeling defeated. "aw love, c'mere" Draco held his arms out for you to crush into.
Mattheo
The both of you had landed yourselves in detention, Mattheo landed himself cleaning the boys lavatory as he was caught smoking by professor Flitwick. You on the other hand landed yourself in detention with the school's most feared professor. Mattheo finished first and when he walked back to the common room he was shocked to not find you there. So he decided to wait outside of the dada classroom, you walked out 10 minutes later cradling your hand and trying your best not to cry. "Why are you holding your hand like that darling?" he mused, clearly confirming that he's never had detention with Umbridge before. "My hand hurts is all, should be fine by tomorrow" you tried to brush it off but Mattheo was having none of that, he grabbed your hand and was seething. He wanted to give Umbridge a piece of his mind but you told him not to as it would only land him in trouble too. He instead opted for watching the fire and having cuddles.
Blaise
You didn't want Blaise to know, it was just a silly little wound that would heal up by tomorrow anyway. Putting some gloves on just incase he saw your hand before walking to dinner. "Why are you wearing gloves baby? it's so hot in here" Blaise claimed, a confused look on his face. Fuck, maybe this wasn't a good plan. "Oh really, I'm quite cold" you lied as best as you could, but Blaise wasn't buying it, and neither did Theodore as he chimed in too also wondering why you were wearing gloves. "Show me your hands" Blaise bluntly asked, even more concerned. "Just eat Blaise" "show me your hands now!" you sighed, you could no longer avoid it. Taking off the gloves, you showed Blaise who gasped. "Baby, why didn't you show me earlier!" he brought you into his arms, and you silently cried being suddenly so overcome with emotion. "I'll talk to Snape tomorrow."
Theodore
You rushed out of the classroom the second Umbridge said you could, wanting to get as far away from her as possible. Theodore was chatting with his friends by the fire when you basically ran into his arms sobbing. "Oh love, whats the matter?" he soothingly ran one of his hands through your hair, his friends held a concerned look. "Dude, look at her hand" Draco urged, pointing to it. So thats what Theodore did, anger flashed across his face when doing so. "Did Umbridge do this to you?" he asked once you managed to calm down. "She said I deserved it, but all I did was forget to raise my hand!" you were getting angry yourself. "No one deserves to be tortured love, please don't let her words get to you" His friends kindly left, letting you have your privacy as he cuddled you and thought of ways to fix the situation.
Lorenzo
It was late at night, mostly everyone had gone to bed, everyone except for Lorenzo. He knew you had detention and he wanted to wait up for you, unfortunately he fell asleep in front of the fire. Lorenzo awoke to the sounds of quiet sniffling, you had returned and Immediately sought comfort in your boyfriends arms. "What happened baby? can you look at me?" he cupped your face in his hands, frowning as small tears fell down your face. "Umbridge asked me to write lines..." you whispered, not trusting your voice. Lorenzo didn't need to hear anymore, the anger evident on his face. "I'm getting that bitch fired tomorrow. well technically I'll ask Snape too" this made you chuckle, and snuggle further into him, falling asleep while the burnt amber dies down.
Tom
You didn't want Tom to know, being the loose canon that he was you were unsure of Umbridges wellbeing if Tom knew. By loose canon you meant Tom would kill for you, and he has killed for you. You tried your best hide your hands, but Tom wasn't an idiot. "You had detention with Umbridge" he stated, in a rare moment when he allowed you to cuddle, figuring that it was ease you in your current state. "How?" you asked, kinda dumbfounded he already knew. "I've already had her fired, so she can't do this to you ever again" Tom explained, and you smiled. "Aw, I'd thought you may have killed her" "Oh trust me I want to, but then I would be away from the only person who makes life tolerable." "me?" "if you make me say it I won't hesitate to hex you."
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angelltheninth ยท 4 months
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NNN Day 24 with Roy Mustang
Pairing: Roy Mustang x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, office sex, chair sex, glove kink, short skirts, panties to the side, cockwarming
A/N: My longtime anime crush. FMA was one of the first anime I watched so, I was bound to love this man.
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"So this is why you wanted me to wear this short skirt. You wanted- ah- ease of access." You leaned back against Roy's chest, your legs spread across his lap, pussy on full display to anyone who dared to open the door right now. At least in fantasy, the door was locked, no one was interrupting this.
Roy's cock throbbed in his pants all way, his jet black eyes drawn to the roundness of your ass. It looked perfect in that cute little skirt. He claimed he wouldn't do anything if you took a seat in his lap, he lied to you as was evident from his fingers pulling your panties to the side and sliding his cock into your tight pussy, "Need to loosen you up a little. We don't have all day." His middle finger rubbed your clit in tight circles, fast, then slow when your cunt started clenching around him.
You whined when he used his feet to spread your legs a bit more, his other hand holding your skirt up, like he was putting you on display. If he turned in his chair you would be on display for everyone down below.
The white hot pleasure got away from you with his finger, instead he put it to your lips, "Take them off me sweetheart. I want to feel your pussy against my bare fingers." The taste of you lingered the damp cloth if his glove. As you watched more and more of his hand be reveled your inner walls pulsed around his length, "Keep that in your mouth." Roy's fingers returned to your clit, now only rubbing slowly, keeping you on the edge but not letting you go over it.
"Roy." You muffled against his clove, digging your teeth into the material. "Let me come." Hopefully he understood your demands. Based on how his finger started moving you guessed so. He was a tease but at his core he aimed to please. Prided himself on that actually. "Roy... coming..." His climax approached too, encouraged by your pussy coming undone around him, the repeated twitching and squishing and your body lunging forward and pressing harder on his cock giving him that final push he needed to let all his cum out and into your pussy.
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am-i-the-asshole-official ยท 8 months
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aita for trying to play matchmaker? for context, this all happened months ago but is coming back now. about halfway through my (18F) senior year of high school, my friend L (also 18F) started crushing on a boy she sat with in math class (18M). she only admitted it to me and the rest of our friend group after we begged her to tell us who she liked for weeks, but in hindsight, it was sort of obvious she really likes him. i have a lot of candid pics on my phone of her glancing over at him during class when she wasn't paying attention but that's beside the point. she wasn't making any moves at all to let him know how she felt and start going out with him, so after a while, we decided to give her a little push. we encouraged her, made subtle hints towards him that someone in class had a crush on him, and when that still wasn't enough, i wrote a love letter for her to sign and give to him. it was easy. prom was a couple of months away by that point and if she was going to struggle so hard to find the words, it made sense for her to just give him a note telling him what she wanted to say. but still, L was stubborn and continued to claim that she wasn't interested in dating at all. apparently she didn't like him *that* much and she was happy just being friends with him (not very convincing when she was constantly making googly eyes at him). she's always been shy, though, and if she doesn't get out of her shell, she's never going to survive in college. for more motivation, i gave her a time limit: if she didn't sign her love letter and give it to him within two weeks, i was going to go up to him and tell him that she liked him. the time game and on the final day, she told me she did it. i trusted her even though she was acting suspicious (barely speaking to him, practically running out of the class they shared together that day, avoiding the friend group for most of the day) but i found out after talking to him later that she lied to me and actually threw the note away. when i confronted her the next day, she apologized and told me that she was terrified i would actually tell him about her crush (i was joking about that, and it hurt that she didn't trust me). out of spite, she ended up asking out one of her childhood friends to prom as her platonic date just so she could say "oh no, sorry, but i already have a date" whenever we tried to help her get with her crush in the future. prom and graduation passed, and the two of them haven't talked much since. i thought this whole situation was over with, but recently, L has been avoiding all of us and makes excuses to not hang out with us. we only have so much time together before she moves out of state for college, so i got a mutual friend to check on her and see what's up. apparently, L's still holding a grudge about how we tried to set her up with the boy. she claims that she was so stressed out for all of senior year that she started getting constant nightmares because of us, and she's upset we never respected her boundaries. however, i think that she's overexaggerating. if it was that serious, she knows that she can always just talk to us instead of keeping it all in so she can make me out to be the bad guy to other people. besides, we were doing what was best for her. he was the first guy she's ever had a crush on, and L has a history of letting her shyness get the better of her. i didn't want her to miss out on this opportunity to be happy, and if she just took our advice instead of acting childish, i'm sure she would have thanked us. i reached out to tell her i'm sorry if she thought i was being too pushy, but it's been days and she still hasn't replied to me. aita?
What are these acronyms?
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bunnihoshiki ยท 1 year
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โ˜… (แ—’แ—ฃแ—•)ีž ๐€๐๐๐Ž๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐๐†๐’ ๐“๐‡๐„๐˜ ๐ƒ๐Ž
๐Ÿฐ . . ๐‘๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ โ‹† None
๐Ÿ’ญ . . ๐๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ /๐ฌ โ‹† The main 4, CATG x Reader
๐Ÿฐ . . ๐’๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ง๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ โ‹† Basically what it said in the title!
๐Ÿ’ญ . . ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ /๐ฌ โ‹†!! All aged up and this can be seen as romantic or platonic but cartman's part is strictly platonic !! very ooc but aside from that there's none!
๐Ÿฐ . . ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ž โ‹† hoshiki loves this prompt! He will be making this but in another fandom soon
Navi | Masterlist
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๐Š๐ฒ๐ฅ๐ž ๐๐ซ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ค๐ข
Sends Candy crush requests on Facebook. I just have that feeling
He would wake you up 2 hours early before school to make sure you don't come late. Also lies about the time to wake you up easier...
Also turns off your fan when you aren't waking up
He definitely points out grammatical errors or the spelling of someone๐Ÿ’€
Probably tags everyone he knows in a Facebook post
Keeps his phone sound notif on
Always asking his mom for permission, yes he also asks permission to hang out with you
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๐’๐ญ๐š๐ง ๐Œ๐š๐ซ๐ฌ๐ก
missed calls. Always.
Replies with a thumbs up and in rare occasion replies with K or Hmm
Borrows your charger.
Never returns it.
Listens to songs in a really loud volume to sound cool
Finishes the leftovers and puts the container back, don't blame him, it's a force of habit
Leaves the door open since he has a sister to do that to and does it so much to the point it's normal
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๐„๐ซ๐ข๐œ ๐‚๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฆ๐š๐ง
Takes your phone without permission and uses it for HOURS, like full on texting your friends and checking your browser history/gallery
and when he gives it back to you it's always on 1%
Did I forget to mention he also took your charger
Farts infront of you
Eats your food when you aren't looking and lies about not eating it despite having crust around his lips
Feel lonely with 69 others on facebook
He sings to a song like hes at some kind of talent show
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๐Š๐ž๐ง๐ง๐ฒ ๐Œ๐œ๐‚๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐œ๐ค
Begs for likes and fame
Uses all caps
Steals your cologne/perfume and uses it until there's one drop left
Tries to sneak in the middle of the line instead of going to the back then claims he was saving time
Sometimes he accidentally makes himself too comfortable at your house
Throws a pencil at someone and say he dropped it
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๐‚๐ซ๐š๐ข๐  ๐“๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ซ
Leaves you on read or takes days to respond
Doesn't hold the door for the person behind him
Takes up both armrests or takes the whole couch to himself
I don't think he'll even return his shopping cart
Cuts people off on the sidewalk while he's walking to piss them off
He would "accidentally" snap a pencil that he borrowed not because he hates the person but because he felt like it
Would also probably enter your room, stand there for a few minutes, then leave
Leaves the door open 2
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๐“๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ค ๐“๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ค
Eats loudly. Like he chews loud with his mouth open
He doesn't know what he wants to order when it's his turn.
Ends up getting one of his friends to order for him
Sends a series of text instead of a long one
He will borrow a pencil and then brings it home with him. No he doesn't realize that
Sucks out of a straw even when nothings left in the cup
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๐‰๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ
I think he'd invite himself to plans he wasnt part of
He'd follow you when he's bored
Also sings an annoying song on repeat when he's bored. It alway takes HOURS due to his stuttering and you'd have to wait through all of it.
Goes into a Walmart at midnight to asks if it's hammer time to all of the employees as a joke. I don't think they like the joke tho
Makes up weird sayings, writes it on a sticky note and post it throughout the town.
In social studies he'd joke about other countries
Pretends to tell jokes to his pencil
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๐‚๐ฅ๐ฒ๐๐ž ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง๐จ๐ฏ๐š๐ง
Accidentally humblebrags to you
It's canon that he leaves the toilet seat up.
Probably doesn't even change the toilet paper roll too
Talks while a movie is playing
Complains instead of trying to find a solution, ends up resolving on its own anyways.
Definitely, 100% gushes about his new relationship
On the last day of school, he would celebrate loud and obnoxiously after he exits
Calls an "important" friend group meeting and then asks "does this colour look good on me?"
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๐“๐จ๐ฅ๐ค๐ข๐ž๐ง ๐๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ค
Sometimes he accidentally turns passive-agressive
Talks like a baby to all the animals he sees, force of habit too btw
Writes a poem and always sends it to you in mail
Tweets pictures of random animals.
Leans on your head when you're shorter
Uses big words and doesn't explain it to someone
Wins every game night with the gang so much he pretty much gets waited out the entire game after that
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