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#THAT LITTLE JUMP BACKWARDS OMG
takethebodymarc · 3 months
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imagining richas' admin just eating his food amusedly watching bad losing his mind jkfjkfj
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chamomiletealeaf · 6 days
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having absolutely desperate floor sex with one of the 141 men after him being over protective at the bar and pawing at you in the bar and in the car all night
who said that???
THIS IS SO SIMON OMG
The thought of rough floor sex with him is just 🥴🥴🥴
Warnings: afab! fem reader, manhandling, oral sex (f! receiving), floor sex, prone bone, doggy, dom! Simon, kinda jealous and possessive Simon if you squint a bit
Imagine you’re out with him and the team, wearing that dress he loves so much and other men seem to love too. The bartender keeps flirting with you and Simon grips your hip or thigh harder and harder every time he does and gives him the death stare.
God is this bartender ever gonna learn when to shut it?
You notice Simon getting irritated and announce you want to dance. You grab Simon’s hands and drag him along knowing he’s gonna hate it, but at least it gives you a chance to show him you’re his.
He follows you to the dance floor, not wanting you out of his sight. You start swaying your hips to the music and Simon just stands and watches you with hungry eyes, his hands in yours still.
Although his skull mask hides everything but his eyes up, you can tell he’s desperate for you. It’s in his eyes.
So you turn around and press your ass to his front, grabbing his hands and moving them to your hips, still swaying your hips to the music right on his hard on starting to form and he grips your hips like you would run away if he didn’t.
He leans his face down to your ear and whispers:
“Quit doin’ that or I’ll fuck you right here on this dance floor.”
And you, being the tease you are, press your ass even harder into him with a smirk and he growls in your ear.
“Let’s go.” He grumbles and pulls you by the waist flush against him through the crowd and the rest of the team sees you two as you walk by.
Simon doesn’t look at them but you quickly say goodbye while Simon is practically dragging you out of there and Johnny and Gaz look at each other and laugh, knowing what’s about to happen.
Simon doesn’t say a word the whole way to the car and you giggle to yourself, liking the effect you’re having on him. He doesn’t say a word on the car ride home but he drags his hand up and down your inner thigh, giving you a pinch every time you make some snarky remark about how some innocent flirting from the bartender got him so worked up.
Then at each red light he drags his hand all the way up to your pussy covered by a thin, baby blue thong and he rubs you through it, making you spread your legs for him even further, but he never puts his fingers in, teasing you as much as you did him.
When you two finally get back home he pulls you out the passenger seat. And the second you get inside, his lips are on yours immediately. He kisses you roughly, his tongue licking at yours and he walks, making you walk backwards to wherever he’s leading you.
He leads you into the bedroom but before you get to the bed he stops you.
“Bend over the vanity. Lemme see these little panties you got on.” He demands, saying the first words he’s said since the bar. And you bend over the black vanity he built for you right by the bed.
Simon hikes your dress up and hums in appreciation when he sees your baby blue thong with a cute pink bow on the front and he gives your ass a smack, making you jump and whine.
“Well fuck me. You had these on this whole time? Hm? Around the guys as well? Fuckin’ minx.” He says, and he presses his full hard on against your ass with a death grip on your hips while he leans over your back to grunt in your ear.
“Gonna eat this sweet little pussy out.” He says almost to himself as he drops to his knees so he’s eye level with your pussy.
“Fuck lovie, look at that wet spot. You like riling me up like this hm?” He says and you nod biting your lip, and he presses his face into your clothed pussy from behind making you whimper.
Simon moans into you and licks you through your panties a few times before dragging his hands down from your hips to pull your panties off.
You step out of them and kick them to the side and he grabs your thighs.
“Get your legs up on my shoulders.” He says, and when you don’t because your brain is too hazy from only thinking about his tongue on your clit, he manhandles you and pulls them up himself so your upper body is pressed against the vanity and your knees are bent on his shoulders while he holds you up. It’s uncomfortable, but fuck does it feel good.
Simon wraps his arms under your thighs and rests his hands on your lower back while he eats you out from behind.
“Fuck Simon right there, just like that.” You moan, wanting to reach back to grab his hair but if you do, you’re afraid you’ll fall, but Simon has you locked in place on his face.
He eats you out like he hasn’t eaten anything in days, shaking his head to push himself deeper, his tongue lapping at your hole and moving down to play with your clit.
As he continues to hold you up and eat you out, you feel your orgasm hit you hard and you shake and can’t hold yourself up anymore, letting your face press into the vanity, eyes rolled back.
“Fuck Simon I- I’m cumming oh my god-“
You say while cumming on his face.
Simon licks you up clean and moans at your taste and the pulse of your pussy on his tongue.
He doesn’t give you a second to adjust before pushing your knees off his shoulders so you stand again, and he pulls you up off the vanity, pushing you onto the ground next to the bed.
He’s so pent up he can’t even wait to get you both on the bed.
So he’s gonna fuck you on the hardwood floor right next to it.
He throws you on the floor face down, palms by your chest to catch yourself and you feel him kneel behind you.
“Arse up.” He says. “Just a little. Arch your back for me.”
You do as you’re told and lift your ass up just a little bit, knees together so Simon can fuck you in a prone bone.
“Fuck look at that.” He says, taking in the sight of your ass and glistening pussy in front of him.
He straddles the back of your legs and lays his weight on your back. He reaches one arm down to wrap around your hips so he can keep your hips up and rub at your clit, and the other arm is wrapped around your throat.
He slides in easily making you both moan and he wastes no time getting to pounding you.
“Been thinkin’ o’ this the whole night. Watching that dumb bloke behind the bar flirt with you. Almost lifted this pretty little dress and fucked you on the bar right in front of him.” He says panting into your ear as he pounds into your pussy, making squelching noises as he does so.
You feel tears form in your eyes from the pleasure of feeling Simon’s full weight on you, his thick arm around your neck, the cold floor pressed against your cheek and the sweet stretch of his cock thrusting deep into you.
“Doin’ so well for me bunny, fuck. Keepin’ that back nice and arched up for me.” He says and you whine in response, trying to keep your arch while he places all his weight on you, using your toes as leverage.
“Ah- f- fuck me Simon yeah-“ you moan out pathetically through tears and he laughs darkly in your ear at your desperation.
“Aww poor bunny. Can barely take it hm? Feel too good?” He mocks, and starts to rub your clit making you gasp, and you nod with a sob.
“Feels so good.” You mewl, and every sob you let out causes your pussy to clench around him which makes his hips stutter and his breath hitch.
You loved when Simon was rough with you, but he’s never just thrown you on the floor and fucked you like this and you were fucking loving it.
Then Simon changes positions.
He releases him arm from around your throat and from under your hips and he sits back on his knees which pushes your legs further apart.
“C’mon bunny on your knees.” He commands.
You tremble as you push your ass up even more so you’re on your knees then you bring your knees back together. Your face is still pressed down on the wooden floor which starts to warm up from your bodies.
Simon leans over your back again, pushing your upper body down and places a hand on the side of your face to keep your cheek pressed to the floor, and his other arm wraps back under your hips while he fucks you in doggy.
The new position makes you squeal once he starts fucking you again and you can’t help but kick your legs out from the pleasure.
“Uh-uh, keep your legs together. Thaaat’s it. What a good little bunny. Taking my cock so well.”
Tears start forming again in your eyes and when Simon starts to rub your clit again that’s when you start to full on sob.
“Gonna cum for me sweets hm? Gonna cum around my cock? Do it. C’mon you can do it. Show me how good I make you feel.”
And with a few more rough and fast circles on your clit and a few more thrusts of Simon’s hips you’re cumming hard with a high pitched whine, pussy clenching him so hard while you throb you nearly push him out every time it pulses with your orgasm.
Your pulsing and squeezing around him causes Simon to cum and he cums deep inside you, filling you up.
“Fuck bunny- yeah that’s it, milk me with that sweet little pussy- fuck- pounding around me so good-“ he says right before he cums in you with a grunt, and you beneath him, eyes half lidded with tears running down your cheeks and your mouth open drooling on the floor.
You two stay like that for a minute before Simon picks you up and finally places you on the bed.
“How you feelin’ sweetheart?” He asks.
“S- so good.” You say, still in a daze from the orgasm he just gave you.
“Maybe I should let the bartenders flirt with me more often if this is how it ends.” You say with a smirk and he laughs.
“Oh sweets, you know all you have to do is ask.” He says with a smirk before kissing your forehead and lips. “And don’t joke about that.” He says more sternly this time before he goes to get a towel to clean you up, making you laugh.
Simon was the only one for you, and you both knew it.
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bloodweep · 3 months
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Pleaseeeeee write more Floyd omg I'm so in love with the way you write <3333
AHH thank you, he’s so bb I love him so so much ,,,
This is been my little brainrot for a bit all day yesterday:
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. . . ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Mistletoe ࿐ྂ
Floyd never felt so giddy like he did today, well, perhaps not as much as he felt when he was reunited with his brothers but it was close. His cheeks burned a soft purple constantly since he’s been up, the flush sometimes adventuring to his ears and down his neck, he was sure his chest was covered too but he would like to pretend no one could see. Or maybe people did see and didn’t care to point it out as many were doing the same thing.
He held the present close to his chest, his ears wiggling and flattening out as he buried his small snout into it, inhaling the scent softly as his tail wagged behind himself. He felt overwhelmed, not sure how to go about anything and inhaling the soft cinnamon scent of the wrapping and bow he used did help ground him. With a soft sigh he lifted his head back up, fixed his furred collar of his jacket vest around his neck - in attempt to cover the blush traveling down rather than the cold, his brothers never were really affected by it like the other fellow pop trolls.
However his feet didn’t move still, he felt planted in place, it was just exchanging gifts right? There wasn’t anything too difficult with it? But to him, it meant and felt so much more to him, like it was so much more special to give this gift to you. He’s used to giving gifts to others all the time, but he couldn’t help but feel a little dejected if you didn’t like it.
He was taken out of his internal stupor when you called out to him, your hands waving in the air as you jumped up and down. He smiled, his teeth coming over his lower lip to show off his teeth, his tiny little fangs digging into the flesh slightly. “Floyd!” You called, making a few flinch and look at you with how loud you were, but you didn’t care as you bounded over to him. He couldn’t help but giggle a little; you were completely bundled up, a cute little hat over your hair that made it spill around your face and neck, some cute ear muffs on top of it - he could feel his own ears melting off with his warm yours must be - you had this cutest little scarf around your neck, the tails fluttering in the wind as you ran over to him, a thick fur jacket that was buttoned and zipped all the way up, thick pants and topped off thick furred boots. The only thing missing was the mittens, he would be dying of heat stroke if he wore all that. Compared to him, it seems you were about to travel to the Antarctic.
“Hello,” he called out, his arms opening up to invite you in for a hug, knowing it was going to happen anyways, the present clutched tightly in his left hand, without hesitation you bounded into his arms. Your feet planted on his hips as you forced him to bend backwards as you hugged him tightly. He wrapped his arms around your waist tightly so you wouldn’t force them to fall backwards on the snowy ground and you wouldn’t fell off of him.
“Oh I missed you!” You exclaimed hugging around his neck tightly and rubbing your cheeks together lazily. “It’s been since yesterday,” he murmured out, sighing in content at the closeness even if the extra warmth from the fur was making him heat up a bit more. “I missed you more,” he admitted before gently setting you down on the ground before looking you over. “Aren’t you hot?” He laughed his head tightly slightly. You shook your head, “oh gosh no; I’m so cold,” you giggled rubbing your hands together. “I can’t find my mittens and my hands are so so cold I feel like they are going to freeze off,” you whined out.
You paused looking over Floyd in shock; only seeing his furry vest jacket, even more appalled to see he was still wearing his belt and shorts and no shoes. Your mouth was basically through the ground at this point. “Oh my god!” You nearly screeched your hands coming up to grip his face, nails skimming his ears and making him shudder. You moved his head around examining him, your eyes so wide. “How are you not cold?” You asked waiting for a response.
Floyd shook his head gently, “I am not, my brothers and I can withstand the cold better,” he replied nearly breathless, he wasn’t used to you being this concerned for him and being in his face like this. “Well screw you,” you laughed out shaking your head. “Oh!” You replied giving him whiplash as you looked at his hand to the present. “Who is that for?” You asked his head tilting lazily, a soft smile on your lips, which was different compared to your teasing one.
He stuttered a little before bringing it to you; “it’s.. for you” he replied softly his eyes downcast to the ground afraid to see your reaction. You paused before gently grabbing it, “you didn’t have to,” you whispered. You tore into the paper before sniffing softly “cinnamon?” You questioned.
“The scent reminds me of you,” he whispered his ears turning a deep purple now. You blushed lightly at them before going back to your present. Once the paper was off you opened the box and gasping. What laid there was a beautiful handmade mittens, hat, jacket, boots, with a little note on top with Floyd’s elegant handwritten with a heart. You grasped the note and opened it with one hand.
‘For you, my dear, I hope these bring you all the warm and comfort while the weather continues to try to dwindle your brightness
- Love
Floyd’
Another box inside the box caught your eye too before you could get all sentimental about the card, but you did put the card into your pocket and patted it softly. You set the box of new clothes down before grabbing that one with box hands and gently opening it. In that box was a beautiful necklace, coated in sapphire and diamonds with a beautiful elegant rose quartz that hung on a chain so it could rest over your heart. Tears coated your face now as you lifting it up out of the box, letting the box drop as you held the necklace to your chest. Floyd look at you worriedly grasping your face in his hands so gently to look you over.
“Oh please don’t cry, do you not like it?” He asked worriedly chewing his lower lip after but you shook your head. “Oh Floyd I love it,” you sniffled pushing your hand up between his hand and your cheek to push the necklace in his palm. “Put it on me please,” you breathed out. He let out a shaky exhale before nodding, moving closer so his nose brushed yours and gently began to clasp it asking your neck. “I found the gems and made it myself,” he murmured. This brought more tears down your cheeks, you never had someone do this for you.
Once he was done with the clasp he brought his hand down to place the rose quartz over your heart and leaving his hand there. You looked him in the eyes before looking up trying to content your emotions.
“Oh Floyd look,” you whispered pointing up to the branches above. “A mistletoe,” you beamed, grasping his ears and pulling him in, you pressed your lips softly to his, your ears closing. He responded back so quickly, his hands sliding down to your waist and holding you tightly and swaying.
“This is the best Christmas I’ve ever had,” you whispered into the kiss making him beam. He gently picked you off of the ground and spun around slowly. He didn’t even know why he was nervous about you accepting his gifts.
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He’s so soft it makes me heart warm
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mustachrryluvr · 10 months
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omg imagine being in subspace and you’re just so incoherent and harry is just holding you and telling you how good you are for him and he notices how you’re trying to suck on his thumb and he just sticks it in your mouth and is like “is that what you wanted princess? you’re so good for me” like holy shit 🥺🥵#Concept
I saw some other accounts get this request, but, since I got it too, here’s my take on it!! 
Word count: 2.6k
Warnings: smut, female subspace 
Harry comes home unexpectedly and is insatiable.
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It usually took a lot for you to get into subspace, but Harry got you there so fast tonight that you’re not exactly sure how or when it happened. 
Harry has been on tour lately, but you had some responsibilities to tend to back home that kept you from traveling with him for the beginning of the last leg of Love on Tour. You had just flown into London today as Harry had a show coming up in a couple of days in Coventry that you would be traveling to. You had hoped to be able to spend a travel day with him as he had planned to stop by London before the show, but he had gotten stuck in Germany for an extra day and would have to go straight to Coventry the day of the show. 
It was only about a two hour drive from London to Coventry, but you hated travelling alone. It would just be you and the driver Harry had hired for you, which technically meant you wouldn’t be alone, but you preferred it be Harry with you. But you decided you would worry about that when the time came and just spend your evening catching up on some shows you were behind on.
You had stayed in Harry’s London home many times, but this was the first time you stayed there alone. The two of you had been dating for 2 years, so it wasn’t weird that he let you be in his space alone, but it still just felt weird to be there without him. So, you made sure you had things around you that made you think of him. 
The first thing you did when you got to his house was ravage his closet for a sweatshirt that smelled like him. Then, you took a blanket and pillow from his bed and brought them down to the couch to cuddle up with while you ordered Chinese takeout from the takeaway shop the two of you always order from. 
As long as you felt his presence around you in some form, you were okay. 
While cleaning up the kitchen and putting your leftovers in the fridge, you swore you heard a door close. You paused for a minute, but didn’t hear anything else so you assumed the noise just came from the tv playing in the living room. 
However, when you back to the living room, there he was. 
“Harry?!” you said, jumping back a little, not expecting to see anyone standing in the room. 
“Wh-what are you doing here?” you continued as you walked up to him. 
Before you even made it halfway to him, he raced forward, grabbing you, and pressed his lips to yours. 
As he’s pushing you backwards towards the couch, you try to mumble against his lips to ask him what he’s doing here but it's no use. “Harr-mmmmmm”, is all you get out as he pushed his mouth deeper into you. You feel the backs of your legs hit the edge of the couch and have no choice but to sit as he lowers you down. He continues to push into you until you are laying with him on top of you with him still devouring you. 
Harry gets comfortable laying on top of you between your legs as you accept his deep kisses and wrap your legs around his waist. You feel him push his hips roughly into yours as he slightly lifts his lips off of yours. One hand is placed on your waist while he moves the other up to hold your jaw. You look at him in awe as he finally says his first words of the night.
“I missed you so much, pretty girl,” he rubs his nose against yours as he continues with his hips still rutting into you. “You’re gonna do whatever I tell you to tonight, okay? Be a prefect, good girl for me. Can’t go another minute without you.” 
You’re completely immersed in the moment at this rate, and you subconsciously decide to ask him why he’s here later. Because right now all that matters is him. 
You give him a small smile and nod at his words. “Mmmmm, already wet and excited for me, aren’t you lovie?” he asks, pleased with your reaction to his words. 
“Always for you,” you get out before he’s crashing his lips back onto yours. 
You’re not sure what has made him so insatiable in this moment. Yes, it’s been a while since the two of you have been intimate since it's been a while since you’ve seen each other, but this feverish desire to have you right now isn’t something you’ve seen from him before. Not that you’re complaining. 
Harry and you were no strangers to playing around with dom/sub dynamics, and it is obvious that Harry wants to delve deep into that world tonight as he is rutting his hips into you so aggressively at this rate that you are already being stimulated enough that you could come if he kept it up. It was only when he was in his dominant headspace that he acted rough with you. You both enjoyed it a lot, but you also were very aware of your intimate moments and didn’t want them all to be rough and dominated by one person, so you often played with different types of dynamics all the time. 
But, to be honest, “Dom Harry” was your favorite version. So, if he wanted you to be his “perfect, good girl” tonight, you best bet that’s exactly what he is going to get. 
Being what Harry needed in that moment was all that mattered to you. 
He had come on so strong and dominant right away that it pushed you into your subby headspace quickly. You weren’t near subspace yet, but you wouldn’t be surprised if you ended the night there as your need to please Harry and Harry only was already so strong. 
Without another word, Harry quickly stripped you of your sweats and underwear before doing the same to himself. 
His cock sprung up to his lower stomach, the tip an angry, fiery red as he growled at the relief he must’ve felt. You mewled and brought your eyebrows together in concern at the sight as all you wanted to do was help him rid himself of the pain he was probably feeling. 
He could read your thoughts all over your face. “Aw, don’t worry about me baby. This sweet, little cunt is gonna make me feel so much better, isn’t it?” he says while stroking himself with his attention on your soaked core. 
You moaned at his words. His filthy language always making your chest feel full in the best, most erotic way possible. “Please Harry, use me. I just want you to feel good…please, H,” you whine out to him in the most delicious way that almost has him losing all his composure right then and there. 
Without another word, Harry leans forward over you, wraps your legs around his waist, lines himself up with you, and slams himself as deep as he possibly can into you. You both let out near pornographic moans. You at the painfully, pleasurable intrusion, and him at the sudden warmth and tightness that surrounded him. 
He could’ve come right then and there, but he fought the urge by immediately pulling out and slamming right back into you.
You could barely even get any moans out as he kept his quick pace. You could only emit tiny whimpers before he was already pushing another one out of you. You had no control over your body in this moment and just decided to give it all up to him. 
“Pretty girl just gonna let me use her like a rag doll, huh? Taking me so good that you can’t even control yourself,” he pauses to groan as you involuntarily clench around him in response to his words. “God-Fuck, baby. Cunt made just for me, I swear. I don’t know if I can ever go without.” 
It was right then when he decided to switch his pace from fast and rough to slow and deep that you could feel it. You could feel yourself falling under, falling into your subspace. All you could feel was him. All you could hear was him. All you could see was him. You were absolutely consumed by him. 
It usually took a lot for you to fall into subspace, but this time you fell quick, and hard. 
You gasped airly and looked at him with big eyes and furrowed brows when he thrusted into you especially deep, hitting all your spots. 
“Yeah, baby? Right there, huh? Gah..so good for me…” he sighed out that last part as he leaned further into you, enclosing his whole body around yours. Isolating you from being able to look at anything but his face. 
“Harr…” you gasped out as you reached your arms around his back and clawed at his back, roughly grabbing at his shirt he was still wearing. 
He felt you tighten around him as he watched your jaw drop and eyes clench shut all while he felt your fingers cling to him as if he would disappear. He knew then that you were about to come (which was for the best because he really couldn’t hold out much longer). 
“Such a good girl for me, come on baby, let go. Be my good girl and let go.. y-yes that's it, pretty,” he moaned out as you let go, your mouth open in a silent moan as your whole body seized and convulsed under him in immense pleasure. 
Harry followed and released into you soon after as your release completely sent him over the edge. 
As each of you came down from your equally strong highs, you relaxed into the couch as Harry placed all his weight on you with his face resting in the crook of your neck. It made you feel safe when he did that. 
After a minute of catching your breaths, Harry was the first to speak out. “Did so well for me, pretty girl.” 
He paused for a moment, expecting to get a response from you, at least a blissed out hum. However, when he got nothing in response, he immediately was worried. 
“Lovie?” Harry lifted his head and brought one hand up to gently smooth over your jaw. He finds you looking at him in completely awe and adoration. Eyes slightly glossy as you look deep into his eyes. 
“Oh, princess. You’re deep, aren’t you?” He shifts his body weight onto his free hand placed next to his head so he can pull his weight off of you, but you immediately freak out that he’s gonna leave you. With a sad and worried look on your face, you flatten your hands on his back and hurriedly speak out, “No, no, stay. Please.” 
“Sweetheart, shhhhh,” he quietly responds as he lowers himself back down on to you. It’s now that he realizes just how deep you are. Absolutely beyond floaty. He wraps himself back around you, but still keeps one and on your jaw as his thumb slightly caresses your cheek. 
“I’m not going anywhere, baby, okay? Harry’s staying right here with you.” You sigh out at his words, closing your eyes again as you revel in the feeling of his body on yours and nuzzle your head into his hand that rests on your face. 
Harry hadn’t even noticed you getting floaty and hadn’t expected it since it usually takes a lot to get you there. He wasn’t complaining though, because he felt so much happiness knowing that you trusted him so much to allow yourself to get into this headspace with him. He knew that being in subspace was a vulnerable thing and doesn’t just happen with any partner, so he was elated to know that he felt safe with him. 
He just laid there for a moment, looking at you with adoration. Letting himself feel the pride coursing through him. Proud of you and your willingness to be vulnerable with him. “You did so good for me today, princess. Thank you for trusting me.” 
After he spoke, he took a moment and realized he was slightly worried about you, though, as you were quieter than you usually were when you were in subspace, but just tossed it up to the fact that you got very deep very quickly and your system wasn’t used to that. 
As he admired you for a moment, he noticed you nuzzle deeper into the hand he had been caressing your cheek with. For a moment you seemed to get frustrated and let out a small whine as he moved his hand along with your movements. 
“What is it baby? Hmm, what do you need from me? I’ll give you anything,” he says as he moves his thumb that had been on your cheek to your bottom lip. 
When he placed his thumb on your lip, you immediately opened your mouth with a gasp, your eyes going wide almost begging him with your eyes. 
“Oh, lovie,” Harry chuckled, catching on to what you wanted, and allowed his thumb to slip behind your lips as you hummed and gently began to suck on his finger.  “Is that what you wanted princess? You’re so good to me.” 
Harry laid with you for a while as you continued to suck on his thumb. If that was what was going to bring you comfort in this moment, then he would let you do it forever. You had never needed this type of comfort before, but he was willing to give you whatever you needed. Aftercare was very important to the both of you, and this is just what it looked like for you today. 
You must’ve dozed off a bit, because the next thing you knew, Harry was gently taking you into the bathroom where he already had a bath ready for you. 
“Hi, lovie,” he softly said to you when he saw your eyes open up. They were brighter and less glossy now, telling him that you had come back to him. 
“Hi,” you softly replied with a small, content smile on your face. 
Neither of you spoke again as he undressed you and himself before placing you in the warm bath. He got in right behind you and pulled you into his chest where you immediately relaxed. 
“You’re back with me now, right, baby?” he asked has his hands rubbed up and down your arms trying to keep you grounded with his touch after coming down from your floaty state. 
“Yeah, Harr. Felt so safe with you, had to let go,” you responded quietly as you closed your eyes and enjoyed his touch. 
“That’s okay. I always want you to feel that safe with me.” 
You sat in silence for a few minutes before Harry picked up your loofa and some soap to begin cleaning you up. As he started, you spoke up, “Why are you home anyway? I thought I was meeting you in Coventry?” You turned a little to look at him, confusion written on your features. 
He chuckled as he continued to clean you off, “Was supposed to stay in Munich an extra day for a meeting, but it was cancelled. Thought I’d just come home and surprise you.” 
“Surprise me and fucking devour me is what you did goddamn. Bout gave me whiplash with how quickly you came at me” 
Harry loudly chuckled at that, “Oh, shut it. I know you absolutely bloody loved it.” 
You giggled before you responded, “Mmmm, yeah, I definitely did. Love you, bub.” 
“Love you, baby.” 
You two sat in silence throughout the rest of your bath before you retired to bed. It wasn’t long before you were tangled together, sleeping the night away. 
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That was something… lol haven’t written smut in a HOT minute so I'm so sorry if it’s eh…also didn’t proofread so there are probs grammatical errors but whateverrrrr 
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divine--serenity · 6 months
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OMG OMG OK SO
let’s say you’ve gotten with a new man, obviously one that’s not nearly as good as price. the guy isn’t as attentive, he makes crude jokes, he makes you pay for dates that HE invites you on, and more. worst of all, he doesn’t make you cum. of course he doesn’t, how could he? after price, you could barely get yourself off with your own fingers.
even still, somehow you made it to being engaged to that asshole. you were probably too proud or insecure to admit that you were only ever happy with price. you figured that he would never take you back after you left him, after you sent your ring back with divorce papers. so you didn’t want to embarrass yourself by trying again with him.
so before you knew it, the wedding day came. you would be at your venue, sitting in your dressing room, wearing your white dress (one that you didn’t like. one that your fiancé’s mother made you pick.) you would be staring into the mirror, staring into your reflection and trying to force a smile. trying to convince yourself that you were happy with this man.
before you knew it, the door to your dressing room creaked open and in stepped price. wearing a crisp, perfectly fitted black suit. his eyes aren’t cold or judgmental. they’re warm and honeyed, like they always were. his eyes skimmed up and down from your face and down to your dress, down to your heels. he knew the dress wasn’t what you envisioned, because he remembered what dresses you would rant about when you were with him. he knew you didn’t want any of this, that you weren’t happy with any of this.
so he strides over the short distance between the door and where you were sitting, and he grabs your face in his big hands and pulls you into a deep kiss. the kiss was passionate and messy and full of feelings, all of the things that your kisses with your fiancé never had. you would respond immediately, your body remembering him without missing a beat. your arms would wrap around his neck to deepen the kiss while his hands trailed down your lace covered back, walking you backwards until your back hit the wall.
mere minutes would pass before he would gather up the fabric of your dress and bunch it around your waist. he would waste no time to pick you up by your ass, murmuring in your ear “jump up, doll.” to which you would respond automatically, jumping and wrapping your legs around his waist. of course, he would already be rock hard against your thigh.
he would waste no time in pulling your panties to the side and freeing his cock, running the head along your wet folds. you would gasp, feeling so dirty but also so content at the same time. he would tap the head of his cock against your swollen clit, smiling at your little whines of desperation.
“i know love, i know. poor baby.” he would coo into your ear before easing his cock into your entrance. he would stare at you, savoring the look on your face as he pushed in, inch by inch. the way your mouth went slack jawed and your brows furrowed.
when he finally bottomed out, you threw your head back against the wall with a moan. he laughed as he clamped a hand over your mouth, muffling any moan or whine. you would cry out into his hand as he began thrusting, building a steady rhythm by pulling out almost all the way and thrusting back in to the hilt. each time the head of his cock hit the spongey spot inside your cunt, you would wail against his hand. your eyes would crinkle at the ends, finally feeling so full and fucked out after being so unsatisfied for the entirety of your relationship with your fiancé.
his face would be buried in your neck, mouthing at your sensitive skin.
soon he would feel you tightening around him, nearing your climax. he would smirk against your skin before biting down hard. he would reach down and rub furiously at your swollen clit, pushing you over the edge in record time.
he would feel you cry out against his hand as your cunt squeezed around his cock, milking him dry as you came. he would laugh against your neck, voice gruff as he all but growled into your ear, “yeah, that’s just what you needed, huh? that fuckin’ kid can’t give you what you need.”
you would nod breathlessly, eyes fluttered shut.
before you knew it, he was on his knees and taking the fabric in his strong hands and ripping it so your dress only came to your knees. perfect length for you to run in.
which is exactly what you did when the two of you made a mad dash for the back door of the venue. when you made it outside, you saw his familiar black SUV waiting for you. you found yourself exhaling, a weight lifting off your shoulders.
in two seconds flat, you were swept up off your feet and carried to the car in his arms. you would hold onto him tightly, trusting him to never drop you. he would walk you to the car and you would open the passenger side door, before he would set you in your seat. he would be wearing a wolfish grin the entire time, from the moment you buckled in to the moment that the two of you stepped onto the plane. the plane that would take the two of you to your honeymoon that was meant for your fiancé.
the two of you would elope on that honeymoon, and you would be a million times happier than the carefully planned wedding you had ran from.
for the two weeks of that honeymoon, you would spend the entire time consummating your marriage.
thaaaat’s it. im packing up. this beats everything thing ive EVER done. writer of the year everyone !!!! GLOSSY I LOVE YOU SO MYCH THANK YOU FOR THE MEAL IM LITERALLY JAW DROPPED !!!! BOTTOMLESS MIMOSAS ON VACATION??? NAH BABE IM BOTTOMLESS FOR THIS MAN🤭😭😭
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cindylcuwho · 7 days
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¡ purely nonsense , prologue ♥︎ !
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“ ⭒.‧ i don’t even know , im talking nonsense ‧. ⭒ “
one — more to come 🥥
* ⋆ . · ⋆ y/n laid on her stomach, her left thumb mindlessly scrolled through tiktoks, occasionally doubling tapping to heart entertaining videos.
after seeing the fifth edit of herself, which used similar clips to the ones before, she closed tiktok and opened twitter in hopes of better entertainment.
always wanting to be in touch with her fans, she regularly viewed her mentions and right now was no different. many fans were tagging her in late album reviews, random photos and mindless tweets, the occasional hate tag, and some begging for a collab with varies of different artists.
one mentions caught her eye. well, multiple, actually. the first three began the in similar ways, “ @ y/nsmusical omg ?!! “ . she refreshed the page, thinking that twitter was just glitching and showing the same tweet over and over. though the mention didn’t go away, in fact more popped up.
she clicked on the top one and it led her to a 45 second clip of three random strangers that shared the same face.
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“growing up, i had the fattest crush on marge from the simpsons” the guy wearing a sky blue hoodie with ‘fresh love’ printed on the front joked.
the camera switched, showing off the blonde version of the guy before, except he was wearing a plain white shirt. “can we be honest? homer would be a huge sma—“
the other two began bursting out laughing, not letting him finish the sentence. the blonde giggled along with them, “what, i thought dad bods were in right now?”
“nick, no!” one of them cried out, still laughing. “as if any of your celebrity crushes are any better?!” ‘nick’ defended.
the one wearing a backwards pink trucker hat moved his mic closer, staring nick dead in the eyes. “are you calling mine –who is a grammy nominee and an it girl since childhood– as bad as a yellow cartoon?!“
“yours hasn’t changed since you were eleven, chris! its time to move on, buddy!” blue hoodie guy snorted out. he looked at the camera with a shrug, “he’s been obsessed with y/n carpenter since.. i wanna say a little before girl meets world and that ended, what? 2017?”
chris jumped up and down his seat, “why’re we name dropping?? matt, stopp!” he exclaimed. “damn, not even gonna deny the allegations, christopher?”
chris looked down at the table, a rosy blush creeped on his cheeks as he thought of the words.
“there’s nothing to deny.. y/ns influence is probably the reason i’m the man that i am, and you know what? she’s still doing great things and thriving.”
nick gasped, “oh!,” he tapped on the table, reminded of something, “she’s supposed to be releasing an album hella soon– are you gonna be streaming?”
chris smirked, “of course, anything to support my girl.” nick and matt let out an ‘ooo’ at their younger brothers sudden boldness.
“your girl?” matt scoffed, challenging his brothers attitude. chris nodded, arms crossed. “y/n doesn’t know you exist, kid.” he reminded.
“she will, and then we’ll get married and i’ll star in the reboot season of girl meets world. that’s been the dream.” chris listed off his plans. “marriage before the first date is crazy,” nick stated.
the three began changing the subject, which was when the clip ended.
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y/n exited the video tab, a small smile rested on her face. she knew there was definitely fans that stuck around from her younger acting years, fans that were other influencers, and definitely fans that believed they could steal her heart, but the cockiness from this ‘chris’ guy was undeniably kind of attractive.
‘who is he?’ she wondered. though intrigued, y/n was too lazy to go on another deep google search about someone so she stuck to what would have the best and quickest response.
tweeting out to her fans.
her thumbs tapped for a minute, before hitting ‘tweet’, knowing there was no turning back.
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within seconds people were already responding with numerous answers.
↳ @ y/nsemails : OH MY GOD WHAT
↳ @ nessabarrett : your future husband apparently ⁉️ ↻ @ynsmusical : damnit thought i had a chance to relate to ylm
↳ @ sturnstar : which one of yall snitched 😭
↳ @ beybayboo : search sturniolo triplets on youtube !! ↻ @ynsmusical : finally a real answer 😻😻
↳ randomuzer : oooo chris is in trouble 😮‍💨
↳ user123 : pls don’t lower your standards to some youtuber 🤢🤢 ↻ @ chrissbaby : calm down she was just asking who he was ..
↳ @ lilnasx : industry baby reference 😌 ↻ @ y/nsmusical : ofccc ur always on repeat ❣️
↳ @ grlm33tswrld : WAIT OMG WE NEED A SHIP NAME ↻ @ lo0kingaty/n : no we do not !!
↳ @ billieeilish : did we just find whose house your sock is at ?? ↻ @ y/nmusical : shh you’re leaking my music thats illegal 😞😞
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sturniolo triplets. well yeah it made sense they were, they had the same face how did that not click?
youtube was immediately opened, the display showing off their channel that already had a pretty decent amount of subscribers.
somehow, innocently wanting to know who this random guy is turned into binge watching his and his triplet brothers youtube videos.
y/n wouldn’t deny, they were definitely funny– and quite loud. chris’s energy in the 20 minute long videos matched hers, partially confirming that her influence truly did influence the man he is today.
she was laughing at whatever nonsense chris was saying, nick and matt obviously did not care with the expressions on their face. the moment got cut short when her phone began to ring, her good friend billie calling.
“hey!” she spoke. “hey, would you mind coming to the studio real quick? it’s for the album.”
y/n sat up on the edge of her bed, praying nothing was wrong with it. it was supposed to come out within the following month. what if all the files were deleted? or even worse, what if songs were leaked.
“i thought today was my day off?” she rested her phone on her white nightstand, putting it speaker on so she can slip on a random pair of socks.
“it is- but don’t worry, we just need to record some extra vocals, nothing too big and we’ll be out of there within 20.” billie reassured.
she nodded, already walking out to her car. billie had already hung up, letting y/n hook the bluetooth from her phone up to her car to play music.
her right hand rested on the stick shift, her left currently swiping through apps. she was about to swipe up on instagram, but something told her not to.
she had to be in the studio within ten minutes, this would only take a couple of seconds, right? typing in the search bar, his account was the first to pop up.
y/n debated with herself in her head. there’s no real point in doing this, this puts him in a 50/50 spotlight and could cause rumors on top of rumors.
rolling her eyes and ignoring the doubtful thoughts, she pressed the button and exited the app, going back to spotify to play her favorite playlist as she drove.
‘ y/nsmusical began following christophersturniolo ‘
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— ꒰ 🍒 ꒱ dedicated to , and idea created by @freshloveee :)
— ꒰ 💭 ꒱ was so excited to write this- sorry that the ending kind of drags on, i didn’t know how to end it lmaoo! how we feelin’ though ? (comment if you wanna be added to a taglist- i might do one for this)
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hobiebrownismygod · 5 months
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Yayyy asks r open! Could you write a one shot of Hobie with an insanely flexible spider reader? Like a drops-into-splits-like-it’s-nothing, can hold a scorpion pose for an almost unnatural amount of time, almost contortionist-level Spider-person. Whether they’re dating, one of them are catching feelings, or they’re just meeting for the first time is completely up to you!
omg I love this!!
I headcanon that Hobie is probably the least flexible person you’ll ever meet. Like his bones crack when he walks. I doubt the guy can even touch his toes.
Sorry this took me so long to write, I was pretty busy :/
I hope you like it <3
Hobie Brown x Flexible!Spider-PersonReader
Can be read platonically or romantically!
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"AAH!"
Hobie let out a screech and stumbled back, falling onto his bottom and looking over at you with a terrified look on his face. His expression slowly morphed from completely horrified to a look of amusement as he realized what he was looking at.
You were hanging off the ceiling and looking at him, your limbs contorted into what could only be described as a jumble of body parts, your hand holding on the web that was keeping you from falling flat on your face.
"How do y'even do that?" he asked incredulously, ignoring the annoyed look on your face as you twirled around, returning to your normal position and hopping down onto the floor with a little jump.
"Do what?"
He pointed his finger at you, waving it around as if he was gesturing to all of you.
"The whole Eldritch Horror kind f'thing."
You tilted your head at him, rolling your eyes and scoffing. "You mean this?" You asked, bringing your leg up and pulling it up to your head, straightening it out and balancing yourself on the tip toes of your single leg. He looked at you in awe, a grin spreading across his face. "Thas' bloody terrifying"
Feeling a bit proud of yourself, you went back into a bridge position, then into a handstand, looking up at him from your position, your legs in the splits. "You're telling me you can't do this?" You asked cockily, tilting your head to the side slightly. "Aww bloody hell no. Can't even touch my toes" he said with a grin, reaching down and showing you. His fingertips just barely touched his ankles and he let out a small groan as he straightened himself back up again, clutching his lower back like an old man. It was a funny sight, and his annoyed smirk let you know that your amusement was quite obvious.
"Maybe you should stretch more. Its not good for your joints to be so stiff" You giggled out, putting your hands on your hips as you watched him approach you. "S'not my fault. I was born like this"
You shook your head at him, trying not to laugh at his sheepish expression. "I can do this though" he said, his eyes lighting up as he motioned toward his knees. He straightened his leg out and then bent it, eliciting a quiet pop noise to come from his joints. You winced at the noise. "Yeah...that isn't normal" You said, suppressing a giggle. He did it again with his elbow, straightening it out and then quickly bending it, another pop noise coming from it. "Really? 've been doing it for ages, mate"
As he reached toward his other leg to do the same, you stopped him. "Yeah, let's not do that anymore." You said, grabbing his arm before he tried to pop another joint, a shit-eating grin appearing on his face as he looked down at you. "Aww, y'scared I'll hurt myself?" he teased, leaning down slightly to meet your eyes. You gave his arm a smart smack and he winced. "Ow!"
You rolled your eyes at his reaction. "That hurt more than you popping your joints? Drama queen."
"Popping 'em doesn't hurt!" He retorted. He feigned a stab to his heart, mockingly staggering backwards before he looked back at you. "You not believing me hurts more"
"Do you want me to hit you again?"
"No thanks."
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This was really short, but I didn't know what else to add 😭
I hope you liked it!!
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palskippah · 1 month
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Hmmmm
Preg!Mario but hes in his cat or tanooki suit >:3
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Hi!
Anon you're the smartest of the anons ever and also thanks for giving me an excuse to feel less embarrassed of posting preg cat Mario here ajskdjak
Here's some ideas regarding the cat suit when Mario's preggy bc about the tanuki suit I've got like one:
-When Mario's with the cat suit, his body becomes cat-like (surprise :0 omg) and that means he's much more flexible, so he really likes to use the suit when he feels overwhelmed at how much he can't do now that his pregnancy's so advanced. When he's a cat he can stretch like he wants, his belly doesn't feel as cumbersome and he can even loaf for a lil' while (until it becomes uncomfortable, and he has to change positions).
>It's for those reasons that, let's say that at the last weeks of pregnancy, Mario sleeps at night with the suit on. He sleeps soundly and wakes up feeling very rested, never mind whichever weird position he was in, he feels great.
>Now this is a problem for Peach's sleeping, because since Mario's able to pull weirder positions to sleep in, she often finds herself with a very pregnant cat just sleeping on top of her and snoring the loudest he ever has. The whole night. She doesn't say much about it, she's glad that Mario is resting and sleeping well, because before they figured out the Super Bell, he couldn't move much when sleeping, since any change in position could alter his comfort. He could be laying in his side, and if he tips a bit too forward his belly starts pulling at his back and makes it ache, but if he tips too backwards, the weight of the babies makes him feel short of breath- so basically he can't do anything without feeling discomfort.
>Before Mario was pregnant, he moved everywhere too when he slept at night, but Peach could easily hold him and pin him down and whenever he moved, she just hugged him and manhandled him to her own comfort, he always slept so deeply that he didn't really notice that he was being thrown around like a doll. BUT it's much harder when the small guy is pregnant with twins, it isn't just harder to move him since he's heavier, but also, she doesn't want to cause him discomfort nor jostle the babies too much. She doesn't want to move him around this time either, and yeah, she could just scoot away from Mario, but he always unconsciously looks around for her body to get closer. So, Peach stays right in the middle of the bed, it's much better being uncomfortable there, than at a little corner where she's still going to have Mario right over her.
-About tanuki Mario, the fact that they gain some weight when they have the Super Leaf was not pulled from my heart, the source is here SJDKSJ from Super Mario Broth's twitter. Also, I think it was the racoon power-up, but honestly I don't get the difference between that one and the tanuki one hwdwh
>So, he just feels a bit less agile with the tanuki suit on, so he doesn't use it as much unless necessary- prefers the cat suit the most :y
-One morning Peach finally snaps, and pretty much yells at Mario that she can't take it any longer and she's so sleepy. Mario jumped in place from her outburst but kept listening silently while she rambled about how Mario stays almost on top of her ALL night and he wouldn't let her fall asleep and it's been so many nights already and if she goes another night without sleeping, she'll go crazy- and when she's breathing to get her air back after all that, he says almost shyly, why don't you use a Super Bell too?
>And Peach pauses to look at him and then at the ceiling in such a deep disappointment directed to herself that Mario feels bad for having to resist the urge to laugh. Why didn't I think of that-? she asks herself, raising a hand as if ready to smack her own forehead, but then she redirects the hand and points a finger at Mario, You- I think the pregnancy brain is contagious, she mutters, with a crazed look in her eyes that completely comes from not getting her usual eight hours of sleep each night. And now Mario can't resist the giggle that left him.
>From then on, each night both sleep soundly, yippie!!
-Btw I love drawing sleeping characters with drool, it's like they're having a really good sleep aksdjsaj
-BTW look at the first drawing I made of tanuki Mario last night, to figure out how it was JSKSJD the silly
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-ALSO, it was Peach who gave the solution initially askjdasd
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[Mario's laying on his side partially while complaining about his back, Peach comes up with the solution of the Super Bell, and then there's Cat Mario deeply asleep in the same position as before aksjdsa]
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whyse7vn · 1 year
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MILITARY WIFE -
[ot7 x reader]
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SEOKJIN -
jin: if you’re pregnant now this the time to tell me
y/n: blocking you
jin: you are my fire
y/n: kick fucking rocks seokjin
jin: breaking both my legs
y/n: are you gonna miss me that much?
jin: no
being in the army seems like so much effort
y/n: bye
jin: i’m so fr
what the fuck am i kim seokjin gonna do in the fucking army
y/n: ran laps and shit idk
jin: FOR 2 YEARS
oh no
sorry not going
i have a really bad knee and ur pregnant my arm is bent backwards and hitting all these c4’s has given me slight brain damage
y/n: clearly
jin: what
y/n: what
jin: plus ur like super depressed and me leaving would only increase that depression which is understandable
yk? since i’m me and all
y/n: i think i’ll be fine
jin: don’t lie babe
y/n: just say ur gonna miss me and move on kim seokjin
jin: i won’t and pls stop saying my full name i don’t know you like that…
y/n: suddenly ur single
jin: wtf what did i do
y/n: i’m so sick of you
jin: see a doctor or something idk?
but we need to make a baby like rn ur not pregnant right ?
y/n: no and i don’t plan on being anytime soon
jin: um that’s not apart of the plan…
i clearly said ur pregnant my arm is bent backwards and something bout a knee injury are you not following?????
y/n: no i am
i just think ur being ridiculous
jin: ME???????
i think ur the ridiculous one rn
ur loving bf is trying to stay with you and is willing to go against the laws to do so and ur not helping???
i think we should take a break or something…
y/n: for 2 years?
jin: OMG UR WORKING WITH THEM ARENT YOU?
you want me gone
y/n: …
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YOONGI -
y/n:
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yoongi: bye
i’m not even gone yet
y/n: i don’t know if i’m ready for the military wife shit…
yoongi: we aren’t married so you don’t need to worry about that life
y/n: shut the fuck up
anyways
bae why didn’t you tell me sooner i mean what if was pregnant or something ???
yoongi: you’ve known for a whole year and ur not pregnant.
y/n: WHAT IF YOONGI
yoongi: do not start this shit again.
y/n: you wouldn’t be there when i gave birth..
the first birthday…
i can’t do this yoongi…
yoongi: oh no i guess we have to break up😱
y/n: yk what i’m gonna have a blast when ur gone
yoongi: crazy
what about the baby
y/n: fuck the baby the baby isn’t real it was a test of your love and commitment to me and you FAILED
yoongi: damn :/
y/n: you’ll be fine tho right
yoongi: ofc my love
y/n: i mean idc i knew that lolz
was just checking
yoongi: i know bby
y/n: ew ur hot and i love you
yoongi: ew?
y/n: ew
yoongi: ew i guess i love you too
y/n: and u think i’m hot?
yoongi: the hottest
y/n: ur so cringe bro
yoongi: bro???
y/n: it’s time to put this picture up i think
yoongi: 😐
y/n: and when people come to our house i’m gonna be like “yeah that’s my husband… he’s out at war rn” (i’m looking out the window at this point) a single tear runs down my face as i rub my stomach and smile “he’ll be back soon” then there’ll be a knock at the door making me and who ever tf is with me jump a little i go answer the door with the person following behind me (they are nosey af) i open the door and gasp “bang pd… what are you doing here?” he’s holding his hat in his hands and looks really upset he looks at the ground as he speaks to me “y/n….”
yoongi: what the fuck
let the pregnancy thing go
and just because i’m joining the military doesn’t mean i’m going to war you know that right?
and why do i have to die at the end?
y/n: you need to be asking the real questions like who tf is in the house with me ?
also i never said you died YOU said that
yoongi: well it was implied that i died
y/n: shut UP
yoongi: anyways im omw home put the heating on
y/n: sir yes sir 🫡
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JIMIN -
y/n: WHEN YOU SAID LIGHT IT UP LIKE DYNAMITE YOU WAS FR THIS WHOLE TIME ?!?
jimin: yeah babe 😔💔
y/n: you fr gonna me lighting hoes up ????
jimin: with a little funk and soul
y/n: omg send me a pic of ur first ak 🥺
jimin: idk if they’ll actually give us guns
y/n: why not?
jimin: kim namjoon with a gun make that make sense
y/n: ur so right
maybe they’ll just give you one
and yoongi the others idk…
my boys and their lil pistols 🥺🥺🥺🥺
jimin: do you think i’ll look good bald?
y/n: no
but it’s okay i’ll still love you
jimin: …
y/n: xoxo
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NAMJOON -
y/n: you taking this army shit too far don’t you think…
namjoon: 🤨
y/n: i’m ur number one supporter always but like…
i’m all for army don’t get me wrong
but actually joining one i think you’ve got confused…
namjoon: babe.
y/n: so if you could fix ur confusion then we can continue
namjoon: buzzcut
y/n: ur bags are packed
when do you join
when do i get to see
you can take your phone with you right
GOd FORBID I LET YOU TAKE THAT FUCK ASS ANDROID make sure you take that iphone
you can definitely send me photos right
ur gonna be so buff omg
i’m gonna combust
but i like ur long hair
wtf no
☹️☹️☹️☹️
it makes you look so great
it’s so you
so soft
frames ur face so nicely
what if i hate the buzz
what if ur head is wonky
nvm u cant do it
tell them ur not going because what if the other people bully you for ur wonky head
i won’t be there to help you
i cant have that
ok it’s official you’re staying
namjoon: babe
y/n: call them namjoon before it’s too late
namjoon: it’s going to be fine
y/n: no it’s not
wtf am i gonna do without you
FOR 2 YEARS BABE
ur telling me i have to eat alone as in all by myself ?
no thanks
i’ll pass
namjoon: stop it
it’ll be fine
y/n: 😟😟😟😟😟😟
don’t talk to me i’m sad
man
what the heck
ok i’m over it
namjoon: oh?
y/n: yep
namjoon: cool
y/n: cool.
namjoon: 👍🏻
y/n: fuck you and ur stupid little thumbs up
namjoon: what
y/n: what if i also join the army
namjoon: be fr with me love
y/n: WDYM i could so do it
namjoon: right…
if you were to join
it literally changes nothing
y/n: :c
we could shoot guns together
and have a picnic on the field
namjoon: we would be separated babe
y/n: FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU
namjoon: oh wow
y/n: i am over it
namjoon: ofc you are
y/n: are you trying to fight me??
namjoon: no??
y/n: how about i pack ur bags now
just leave me in the dirt already idc
namjoon: ☹️
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TAEHYUNG -
y/n: is all of seventeen single?
tae: idk wtf
i do not see why this is relevant
y/n: yk
tae: yk what?
y/n: i’m going to ask google
tae: hello what???
y/n: google didn’t help
the bitch said maybe maybe not
loser
she’s supposed to KNOW
tae: what is going on
and do you not have their numbers
thought u were besties
y/n: IK THAT
but i can’t just ask like that what if they catch on
what then tae
tae: catch on to what?
y/n: that i want one of them
are you silly
keep up
but that would totally ruin my whole plan
tae: ???
are you sick in the head
ur bf is right here
you are actively telling me all this yk that right?
ur kinda a bad cheater
y/n: hey
i need to make plans for the future ur gonna be gone for 2 years i need to be loved
tae: i’ll still love you when i’m in the army wtf
y/n: cute
but that will not cut it
who will i wake up to everyday?
who will play the trumpet at 9pm really loud and do it as bad as you?
who will talk to me about their sick obsession with feet?
tae: fine be like that
i just find a new gf fuck you
cheating BITCH
y/n: wtf
that is not fair i let you kiss and cuddle ur all ur little members for our whole relationship
i think it’s only fair that i get to hold a seventeen members hand for a bit
tae: i DO NOT kiss and cuddle them wtf
y/n: okay.
tae: what if somebody leaks our chats and the people believe that
it will ruin my perfect image
y/n: they already think you kiss and cuddle and ur doing perfectly fine
tae: how do you know
y/n: how do you not know
tae: what seventeen member do you want
y/n: don’t talk about my bfs like they are shopping items
but i am not picky woman
first come first serve
tae: but you-
nvm idc
fuck you
y/n: maybe i’ll date them all at once
then i fr never be lonely
tae: my fans will dox you and take all ur money
y/n: booo
my house is your house
my money is your money
we’ll be doxxed and broke together when you come back 😍
my 13 men will take care of me when ur gone
tae: 13 men is 26 feet 🦶
y/n: this is when i stop talking to you
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JUNGKOOK -
jk: :(
me when i think about going to the army
:/
me when i think about being alone
:(
me when think about being away from you
:/
me 2 hours ago
:D
me rn
y/n: what changed in the last 2 hours
jk: i got something
y/n: what did you get
jk: i don’t want to tell you
just know it makes me happy and i’m a grown adult so i can buy what ever i want
y/n: omg okay.
why so defensive what the hell
jk: you shouted at me last time i told you about something i got
y/n: jungkook you brought a rock for 4k
a
ROCK
for
4
k
jk: the past is the past for a reason
y/n: anyways
what did you get
jk: not telling
anyways have i told you how much i love toy story
loved it for my whole life
y/n: you watched it for the first time yesterday
jk: ok?
y/n: bye
maybe going to the army will do you good
they might be able to scare you into acting right
jk: i act perfectly fine the heck?
y/n: a 4k rock is not perfectly fine to me
LIKE FR A PLAIN NORMAL ROCK it’s all coming back to me ur actually so sick in the head omg
jk: LET IT GO OMG
ur making me upset
y/n: what the fuck jungkook
jk: ?????
y/n: how much money did you pay for this
jk: not following
are we still on the rock?
because it was 4k you literally just said that
y/n: jungkook
jk: stop saying my name i’m kinda scared rn
y/n: WHY DID A PACKAGE OF 1462 TOY STORY SOCKS JUST COME TO MY DOOR?
jk: oh
lolz
why would you open it
was my package not urs :(
y/n: how much was it
jk: my phone is going crazy rn omg
i think someone leaked my number
i have to get rid of it asap omg
y/n: i will not let you into this house
how much was it
jk: haha
so um
funny thing is
omg is that car coming towards me?
omg i think itBDSHD/£:££:£:£:;£;&3&348(8(8(84847£4£44££;£3&3&
hey
this is a random lady on the street ur bf jungkook got hit by a car he idk if he’s alive let me pass the phone
hEy babbbe i cAn hrdly breatheee rn idk if i’m gnA make ittttt
jst know in my last momentttts i was thInking obf u luv u biye xx
y/n: do not come home unless you want to die fr
jk: hello this is the random lady again ur bf died i’m sorry for ur loss
y/n: how much did the socks cost you
jk: 7
y/n: 7?
jk: k
y/n: i pray the army takes everything from you
jk: ….
y/n: including ur will to live
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HOSEOK -
hobi: until i join the army i have decided to live my life as an australian
starting now
y/n: how unfortunate
hobi: naur way it’s dandy mate
y/n: oh wow
what made you make this decision?
hobi: i saw that new jeans girl say let’s gaur and my life was changed mate
y/n: ur accents so strong it comes through in text that’s crazy i must say
hobi: let’s gaur down under on top naur way
y/n: this is taking years off my life
hobi: naur way mate hopefully it takes 2 years off mine mate let’s gaur
y/n: this feels like it’s a form of self punishment
hobi: bingo mate naur way you’ve cracked it i wanna die mate
y/n: wow
this is a lot to take in all at once
hobi: naur mate this is crush hour crush hour let’s gaur
y/n: idk if australians say naur in every sentence
hobi: naur mate it’s an auzzy thing mate you would get it let’s gaur
y/n: no cuz ur so right my fault
hobi: naur i think it’s time i end this let’s gaur
i will now only talk in song lyrics
starting now
pop pop pop
y/n: oh man
i was just starting to like the australian thing
hobi: pull my sneakers on
tell me tell me
y/n: tell you what?
hobi: got army right behind us when we say so
y/n: soon u will be army
isn’t that crazy
hobi: darling i don’t wish you well
y/n: omg ?!
rude
breaking up with you
hobi: i might kill my ex
y/n: sick little fuck
hobi: kiss kiss fall in love
baby i’m sorry
y/n: forgive you
hobi: i’m not sorry
ok i’ve decided i only want to talk in emoji
starting now
☠️
y/n: i feel like i’m having a stroke
hobi: 😭🙏🏻
y/n: i’m leaving now
hobi: 😟😟😟😟😟😟
😣😣😣😣😣
😰😰😰😰😰
😞😞😞😞😞
😐😐😐😟😟
kinda hate this one. did write it before jin left too so yez also sorry jimin’s one is kinda short it’s sosososs long to make these individual ones i feel like as i go through each member you can see me low-key going insane and shit not making any sense hope you enjoyed it tho xoxo
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archangeldyke-all · 3 months
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Halloooo
For cowboy!Sevika I had an idea about Sev just being a terrible bartender after retiring constantly fucking up drinks, scaring customers and in general can’t do the job. Perhaps angsty, where she feels a burden to you or unhappy she can’t reintegrate back to normal life or very fluffy where reader tries to show Sev how to actually do the job and makes Sev do a different job after she still doesn’t get it
Or maybe cowboy Sevika acting as a guard for the bar and she protects you from the handsy and aggressive customer for you or perhaps some young outlaws wink wink (Vi and Jinx could make an appearance) try and steal from reader bar and Sevika shows them either who’s boss 🤭 or how to steal and get away with it !
LOVE ALL YOUR WRITINGS btw your doing the lords work for the Sevika lover community 🫡
love you <333
the second one???? genius... omg...
read part 1 of cowboy sevika here!
men and minors dni
sevika's been settling into the rancher life pretty easily. at sunrise, you both wake up in each other's arms. you start your rounds around the inn, delivering fresh washed towels to your guests, and then heading out to the garden to weed and water before the sun gets too high. sevika dresses in her rancher get up and makes the two of you breakfast, and if you're not too busy, you guys eat together in the tavern, sitting curled in each other's arms, chatting over coffee and eggs.
after breakfast, you walk sevika to the small stables, greeting shimmer and helping her get all saddled up. sevika always gives you a breathtaking kiss before she jumps onto shimmers back, tipping her hat at you and then taking off for the ranch a few miles north of town.
she works until sunset, and comes home at dusk, where you serve her a big bowl of dinner and a tall glass of whiskey, between tending to customers and doing chores. after she unwinds from work, sevika helps you close up the tavern, then the two of you retire to your quarters on the third floor, falling into each other's arms and chatting about your days, before making love and falling asleep against one another, excited to repeat the routine again tomorrow.
it's winter now, and with the shortened days, sevika's got much more time to spend at home with you.
when you're not busy, she spends her evenings in her stool at the bar, watching you work, flirting with you like you aren't already married, and intimidating any men who come in looking for trouble. when you've got lots of guests, sevika's a great help, doing chores without you even having to ask, helping you cook and clean, pressing kisses to your cheek when there's a lull.
you're happier than you've ever been. sevika is too.
tonight, you've got a fire roaring in the fireplace, trying to chase away the chill of the harsh cold wind blowing outside. you've only got two guests, and they both retired to their rooms early. it's just you and sev in the tavern, dancing slowly to the music playing over the gramophone.
"i'm so cold." you whisper against sevika. she chuckles, tugging you closer to her swaying body.
"you've got ten layers on." she says, pressing a kiss to your temple. you giggle.
"yeah, but it's no help. if only there were some other way to warm me up..." you say, suggestively blinking your eyelashes at your wife. she laughs, her head falling backwards.
"you're a minx." she says, shaking her head at you. you smile.
"that's not a no." you point out.
"i'll never say no to an offer like that, darlin', you know that." she says. you grin, leaning forward to press a kiss to her lips.
"one of the many reasons i love ya." you say. she hums.
"what're the others?" she asks, as she slowly twirls you under her arm then tugs you back to her chest.
"i'll tell you mine if you tell me yours." you say. sevika smirks.
"deal."
"your smile." you start. sevika's smirk grows, her cute little gap in her teeth revealing itself. your heart melts. "there it is." you say, raising your hand from her shoulders to cup her cheeks. she nuzzles against your hold.
"hmm, that's funny. 's the first thing on my list too." she says. you laugh.
"you can't just copy every one of my answers."
"i'm not!" she insists. "c'mon, gimmie another."
you roll your eyes. "your voice." you say honestly. sevika raises an eyebrow at you.
"really?" she asks. you nod.
"my favorite sound besides your laugh." you say with a shrug. sevika melts, her arms pulling your impossibly closer to her swaying body, her head falling forward to press your foreheads together.
"sap. i like your ass." she says. you burst into laughter.
"perv!" you accuse. sevika just shrugs.
"still remember the first time i saw it. walked in here lookin' for a drink, and you were bendin' down behind the bar, getting some potatoes for the stew. think i fell in love right then." she says. you snort.
"real romantic, baby." you chastise her. she laughs.
"c'mon, 're we takin' this party upstairs or what?" she asks, waggling her eyebrows at you. you smile.
"go tuck shimmer in for the night and i'll put out the fire." you say, swooping forward to kiss your wife. "i'll meet you upstairs." you say. she grins.
"deal." she says.
she twirls you under her arm one final time before stepping away from your body, giving your ass a little pat on her way out of the tavern to check up on her mare.
you take your time wandering around the tavern, sweeping up the floor and putting chairs up, turning off the oil lamps, before grabbing a quilt and tucking it over your shoulders and wandering out to the water pump, filling a bucket of water to douse the fire with. you can hear sevika in the stable, the sounds of shimmer snorting and hay rustling, the sound of a brush as sevika tends to her horse. it makes you smile, your heart warming in the cold, cold weather.
you quickly dart back inside the now darkened tavern, desperate to get out of the cold.
something feels off.
the fire's low, and there's barely any light, but there's a shadow behind the bar you don't recognize. you freeze in the doorway, squinting your eyes at the shadowy figures. you gulp.
"hello?" you call out. nobody answers. just before you shake it off and return to the task at hand, a coin clatters to the ground behind the bar, and a voice whispers, 'shit!'
you gasp. someone's fucking robbing you!
you spring into action, throwing the bucket of water in your hands at the bar, soaking your intruder. two voices gasp, and you sprint over to the bar. "get the fuck outta here!" you call, your eyes adjusting to the two tiny figures ducking behind the bartop. they scramble, and you chase after them, screaming. "think you can fuckin' rob me?! you stupid fuckers, you got no idea who the fuck i am do you?!" you scream as you chase them out of your inn. as the tiny robbers take off, a trail of coins follows their path.
they spring out of the parlor doors, taking off down the dirt road, the moonlight illuminating their soaking wet bodies. they're kids!
they're not just kids, they're fast little fucks, sprinting away while you stumble down the front porch after them. "fuckin' stop!" you call.
it's no use, and you feel stupid chasing after kids, so you just sigh as you watch them run away.
suddenly, a gunshot rings out. the kids freeze and you jump, turning around to find sevika standing in the road behind you with her shotgun in her hands. "the woman said stop!" she shouts.
both kids raise their hands in surrender, and you smirk.
"get your ass inside now!" you shout at your robbers. they don't move. you glare at them, and behind you, sevika cocks the barrel, and aims it at them. "unless you want me to send for the sheriff." you add on.
the taller kid's shoulders fall, and then the two of them slump forward, slowly approaching you and sevika.
you both gasp as they get closer, realizing just how young your thiefs are. the oldest, a girl with a choppy pink haircut, is no older than ten. the girl beside her with two tiny pigtails looks like she's still too young for school. sevika scoffs.
"unbelievable." she mumbles. you chuckle.
you grab the collars of their shits, dragging them back inside the tavern, sevika following behind you.
you throw them in some chairs and glare at them. "stay." you command. they guiltily keep their eyes on their feet, and sevika sits across from them, her gun resting against the table, as you turn on a few lamps and round the bar for some towels, bread, and a bottle of whiskey.
when you return, the shivering girls quickly wrap themselves up in the warm towels, and tear into the bread like they're starving. some of the anger in your chest melts, pity taking it's place. you sit down beside sevika, studying your prisoners as you take a long sip from the bottle in your hands, before passing it over to her.
"do you know who i am?" you ask. the older girl blinks up at you. "do you know what this place is?" you ask. she shrugs.
"an inn?" she asks. you snort.
"the last inn on earth you'd ever wanna rob." you say, nodding.
"why? we almost got away with it." the younger kid asks. you snort. sevika huffs beside you.
"because criminals stay here. actual criminals, not wannabe fuck ups like you two." sevika spits out. the oldest rolls her eyes.
"we're criminals!" she defends. sevika chuckles.
"you stuffed your pockets with coins and left a trail behind you. by the time you got away, you'd have had fifty cents left, at best. you robbed us before we were even closed! you're what, five years old?" she asks. the girl scoffs.
"i'm eight!" she exclaims. beside her, the younger girl huffs.
"what's wrong with bein' five?" she asks.
you chuckle. "where're your parents?" you ask, no longer upset about the attempted robbery, ready to get back to your night alone with your wife.
"we don't have any." the younger girl says. the older one stares down at her lap, biting her lip.
you and sevika shoot each other a look. fuck.
"what're your names?" you ask, rising from the table to round the bar again, pulling out two bowls and filling them with some stew.
"i'm violet. this is powder." the oldest replies. "we're sisters." she says.
you return to the table, and pass a bowl of stew to each girl. the youngest looks at you with stars in her eyes, while the oldest glares at you.
"thanks, miss!" powder says. you smile at her.
"don't eat that powder." violet whispers. "could be poisoned." she says.
sevika snorts. "if we wanted you dead, i'd've shot you. fuckin' eat." she says. violet glares at her, but picks up her spoon nonetheless.
after the first bite, the girls' eyes go wide, and then they start shoveling the food into their mouths like animals starved. your heart breaks again. sevika elbows you, knowing that you're softening to the girls. you look back at her. the two of you have a silent conversation. it goes something like this:
absolutely not.
they're kids, sev!
fuck no. you already fed 'em. they tried to rob us!
they're orphans! they're starving, and soaking wet, and freezing cold!
they. tried. to. rob. us.
we're rich, we can afford a little robbery from time to time! you're wanted in twenty three counties for the same crime, and i still married you!
...fuck.
you smirk, and sevika huffs and rolls her eyes.
"look." you say. the girls look up from their bowls. "you can stay here for a while, i got some vacancies upstairs. if you try any funny shit, you'll be out on your asses again, understand?" you ask. the girls blink at you.
"what?" voilet asks. "why?" she asks, suspicious. you shrug.
"i'm a nice person." you say.
"she's a saint." sevika corrects, glaring at the girls.
"and if the two of you are gonna try 'n make it out west as thieves, you gotta learn how to rob properly." you say. "luckily for you, i know someone who can help teach ya." you say, nudging sevika. she huffs.
"only if they help with the chores around here." she says. "shovelin' shimmer's shit. cleanin' the outhouse. the nasty shit." she says. you nod, then look at violet.
"deal?" you say. she blinks, then looks at her sister. powder shrugs.
"deal." violet says, reaching forward to shake your hand.
your days look a little different now. you and sevika never wanted kids, and your motherly instincts aren't exactly up to par, but the four of you figure it out as time goes on.
in the mornings, you still wake up at dawn. but instead of getting to work on the chores, the two of you get to slowly wake up together while the girls take care of the morning rounds.
you all eat breakfast together, powder usually providing the entertainment with wild re-enactments of her dreams from the night before.
during the days, sevika goes to the ranch, and you stay back at the inn, teaching violet how to cook and powder how to read. when she returns at night, the girls join her in the two stools beside her designated spot, chatting to you behind the bar and teasing you while you work.
the three of them help when you're busy. vi's got a knack for people, charming the pants off of any patrons who come in. powder is a wiz behind the counter, great with numbers, obsessed with the fun noises the register makes each time she pops it open.
when your patrons retire for the night, sevika gives the girls robbing lessons. she tries to pretend she hates the kids, but you see the grin she wears when she teaches them how to ride horseback, or when they master a new slight of hand trick.
you're both growing attached to the girls.
the first time violet sees you and sevika kiss, she trips over her own feet and falls face first onto the floor. every time after that, you catch her gawking at you and sevika, a look of wonder and shock in her eyes. it's cute. you remember the first time you saw two women kiss; the shock that flooded your body, quickly followed by the warmth of a new realization about yourself.
one night, as you're saying goodnight to the girls, violet tugs your hand before you can leave her bed. you blink down at her.
"what's up, kid?" you ask.
"you and sevika... you guys are married?" she asks. you smile and nod. "...like, the same way men and women are?" she whispers. you giggle.
"yeah." you say. she blinks.
"how?!" she asks. you shrug.
"bribed a pastor." you say. she smiles.
"oh." she says. you nod.
"y'know... the west is different from the rest of the world. people out here are a little more... open minded. and if they're not, you can always just shoot 'em." you say. "you can be anybody you want to be."
violet bites her lip as she considers this. "like... like a retired bandit/rancher who lives in a tavern?" she asks. you laugh and nod.
"who lives in a tavern with her wife." you say. violet blushes, and you ruffle her hair. "goodnight kid."
sevika's particularly fond of powder. when they're not bickering, they're getting into trouble with each other. you've found them in the cellar 'sneaking' scoops of jam out of jars while giggling mischievously with one another.
powder is shimmer's favorite person in the world, you swear the little kid can telepathically communicate with the horse or something. you've found her asleep in shimmers stable on warm evenings, sevika just rolling her eyes as she refills the troughs. you know she's not really annoyed, though. not when powder's got sevika's red poncho tucked under her chin as a blanket.
your customers get pretty used to the presence of the girls too, greeting them with fist bumps and noogies, bringing them trinkets from their travels and adventures.
by the time spring rolls around, the room at the end of the hall's been permanently taken off the roster for outside customers. powder and vi customized the little white door to their room with bright blue and pink paint.
as the days grow longer again, sevika stays at the ranch longer, and she comes home more and more exhausted.
one night, she's laying on her stomach in bed, groaning as you massage her sore back. you lean down to press a kiss to her neck.
"i love you." you say. sevika hums.
"i love you too, darlin'."
"how were the cows today?" you ask. she huffs.
"fuckin' crazy. they're all excited about the warm weather."
"powder missed you today." you say. sevika sighs.
"little fucker." she says fondly. you laugh.
"you love her." you say. sevika groans.
"i guess. they're not that bad. they're a big help around here too." she says. you smile.
"yeah." you say.
"you think they're ever gonna leave?" she asks, turning over to flop on her back and look up at you. you settle down on her chest, listening to the steady thump of her heart.
"no." you say honestly. "at least not for a long while."
"i thought we didn't want kids." she says. you laugh.
"we didn't. we don't. just think of 'em as permanent residents." you say. sevika groans.
"i thought i was teachin' 'em to rob so they could go out on their own."
"oh please, you'd be heartbroken if they left."
sevika chuckles beneath you. "i guess." she says, a little smile on her lips. you grin. "they're lucky, y'know." she says. you furrow your brow.
"whaddya mean?"
"that they robbed us. that it's your inn. that you like takin' in strays." she says. you giggle. "they could be in a jail cell. or livin' with nuns at an orphanage." sevika says, a shiver running down her spine. you press a kiss to her neck.
"i'm lucky too, you know." you say. she hums a questioning sound beneath you. you grin. "all the strays i took in ended up bein' sweethearts." you explain. sevika laughs beneath you.
"whatever." she says. you giggle and kiss her neck again.
"you're still my favorite you know." you say. sevika chuckles.
"i better be."
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l3viat8an · 9 months
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OMMMGGG HI RO 🙃
I have not been able to stop thinking about play fighting with Luci !!!!!!!!!!
LIKE IMAGINE AKSJDBSJ AHHHHHHHHH
*deep breath*
Ok so like imagine all the bros are outa the house and it's just you and Luci and he's in the kitchen doing a bit of cleaning and you sneak up behind up behind him to poke his side and he just brushes your hand away. And you try again and he just keeps brushing your hand away and it's like a little game.
But then he turns around to glare at you as if he's annoyed but for some stupid reason he cracks a smile and starts to chuckle as you continue to try and poke him. Your little game escalates until Luci is literally chasing you around the house and you're jumping from one hiding place to another trying not to get caught.
Then after some time you turn the tables on him, tackling him and knocking him backwards onto the couch obviously because he let you, there ain't no way you would have overpowered him lmao (he's a softie for his lil mc)
He's pretending to try and get free, groaning about how you're 'too strong' or 'too cunning' and that's when the bros come home to find Luci writhing underneath you and you on top of him giggling mischievously. And they all just stand there like (°o°)
It takes a hot minute for Luci to notice and when he does he swiftly lifts you off of him, clears his throat and heads to the kitchen to start dinner
Nsfw alternative - The bros come back and catch you grinding on top of Luci who's all flustered and still pretending like you 'caught him' (spoiler: he didn't know the bros were there for a hot minute. He only found out they were standing there when Beel's stomach growled)
(side note: this is a poly!OM bros hc, I just wasn't sure if that's relevant lmaooo)
~🍒
OMG HIII 🍒!!!
This is so perfect I can’t omgdjgs
And even better!! Imagine Lucifer letting out extra little groan and gasps when he’s underneath you~
Like you’ve actually got him pinned down and he can’t get away XD (it’s all for dramatic effect lol he’s gotta be soft ‘n sweet to his human <3)
Either way the other find you two the teasing at dinner is going to be horrible!!!
The other boys are all so jealous that Lucifer got pinned down by you and not one of them-
It’s just not fair!! So they’re all going to go on ‘n on about how ‘The big bad Lucifer got beaten up by a human!’ ‘And just think about how great he used to be.’ ‘It must be the old age gettin’ to him’ you get the idea-
(and then to really rub it in Lucifer takes you back to his room and keeps you all to himself for the whole night~ that’ll teach the others not to tease him ;))
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hatihams · 10 months
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☆﹔princess and the frog
(alhaitham x gn!reader)
synopsis; in which alhaitham gets turned into a frog, and his only way out is a desperate signal to his lover.
warnings; established relationship, sfw, reader kisses a literal frog, gn reader, alhaitham makes a mean comment to lisa nd razor
notes: omg guys its my first fic on this acc yipee
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alhaitham didn’t know how he let himself get into this situation.
actually, he did. after miss lisa paid a visit to sumeru and he made an unnecessary comment towards her academic abilities, the witch pulled a classic fairytale spell out of her pocket and cursed him with his new froglike form.
alhaitham had a new dilemma now. he was well aware of the classic fairytale this situation stemmed from, which provided him with a classic issue: if he wanted his regular form back, he needed his own true loves kiss.
a true loves kiss from his INCREDIBLY squeamish lover.
alhaitham was already well aware of his lover’s opinions towards slimy creatures like his new form had become, but he wasn’t aware of how severe this fear was.
and as y/n walked into their shared home and spotted him waiting for them on their kitchen counter, he was met with a narrowly missed shoe.
“oh my god! oh my god! there’s a frog in the house!” he could hear the frantic tone in their voice, and it gave him a small pang of hurt to think they were so disgusted and fearful of him (even if he was a frog).
a small croak escaped alhaitham, as he jumped from the counter to the floor, and a little closer to y/n, trying to avoid the flying objects being thrown at him.
“alhaitham! there’s a frog in the house!” y/n yelled, backing away from him with frantic eyes. alhaitham responded with another emotionless ribbit, trying to get them to listen.
“alhaitham?!” they would call again, to be met with no reply besides the croaking of frog-alhaitham.
“..that’s weird.. he would usually be home right now..” y/n mumbled, staring down at the frog in front of them. alhaitham let out another noise, trying to communicate.
“y’know, for a frog, you don’t seem very scared..” y/n mumbled, crouching down to meet alhaitham’s small beady eyes.
“..do you know where my boyfriend went?” alhaitham jumped up and down, trying to communicate that he was in fact, the boyfriend.
“hm..” y/n was a smart cookie, and seemed to get the memo. nervously putting their hands out in a cupping motion, it allowed alhaitham to cautiously jump into their palms.
“..hey.. that’s not so bad!” y/n said, lifting him up to be eye level with them.
“i heard miss lisa was in town.. maybe alhaitham went to see her?” they were so close! alhaitham tried his best to make a nodding motion, which caught y/n’s attention.
“..did you just nod?” y/n asks, dumbfounded, causing alhaitham to do the same motion once again. this caused a small, almost knowing smile to cross y/n’s face.
“i heard witches have a spell that can make annoying little scholars turn to frogs..” y/n says, laughing a little, causing alhaitham to almost cross his arms angrily in his frog form.
just then, y/n leaned in a little, almost connecting their lips with his slimy frog ones, only to stop halfway.
“..this is so stupid.” y/n says, causing alhaitham to impatiently jump up and finish the job, pressing his frog lips against theirs.
a small poof of green smoke filled the air, y/n falling backwards with a small yelp of a new found weight on top of them, clearing to reveal alhaitham back in his original form, still kissing y/n, now on top of them on the floor of their foyer.
disconnecting their lips, alhaitham looked down at y/n with an annoyed expression, his chest rising and falling a little rapidly in an effort to catch his breath.
“what did you do?”
“i told miss lisa she was about as clever as her son.”
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mvrtaiswriting · 1 year
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Hey!! I really like your stuff, can j request number 2 for sanji mainly and zoro just cause you asked for a second character haha 🙏💖
Sanji x prompt 2: one small kiss, pulling away for an instant, then devouring each other
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omg anon THANK YOU FOR THIS!! I went with sanji cause I thought he was the most appropriate for this scenario and oh my god?? I loved how this turned out, I had so much fun please shfoisufdn. he is so flirty he makes me weak in the knees. I hope you'll like this too, please let me know what you think!!
gender neutral! very fluff, hint of nsfw at the end?? very HEATED kiss
feel free to reblog, like, and leave a comment. i would very much appreciate it. if you enjoy my works, click here to read more or buy me a coffee.- from this event.
Sanji was always so sweet with you; always spending countless hours in the kitchen to make your favourite food, always gifting a bouquet of flowers. He was always so kind and so attentive, sometimes you actually felt special for him. Other times however, you just blame yourself for stupidly believing Sanji could ever only direct his attentions to you, and you only.
Burying your feelings somewhere deep down in your heart, you somehow got used to seeing Sanji swaying over literally anyone. But you just couldn't ignore the little voice inside your head that kept telling you that something wasn't adding up - it couldn't be all in your head, right? Yes, Sanji was always flirting around but.. you could have sworn it was different with you.
There were no heart eyes or blood running down his nose every time he was with you, no. Instead, there were soft touches, timid smiles and a lot of blushes. Even that one time when you literally jumped in his arms because a loud explosion from one of Franky's experiment completely caught you by surprise - he kept his composure, holding you tight and firmly against his chest. It wasn't unusual for the two of you to just gravitate around each other, always sitting next to each other at dinner times, casually hugging each others even while simply listening to Luffy's plans, with Sanji's chin resting on your head while his arms were wrapped around your waist, your back resting against his muscular chest.
Could it be..? No, no.
Reaching Sanji in the kitchen as you always did, you quickly walked towards him. Dripping a finger in the cake's batter Sanji was making to sneakily taste it, you sat on top of the counter where the chef was working on.
"Tastes nice." you said smiling, making Sanji blush.
Lifting his eyebrow up, being almost offended at your comment, he was quick to reply.
"It's your favourite, see?" he said, showing you the main ingredient of your favourite cake. "Plus, everything I make is nice." he scuffs, pinching your cheek.
"Spoiling me, as always!" you laughed, meticulously observing how he so gracefully mixed all the ingredients, ending up leaning your head on his shoulder.
"The least I can do." he said smiling.
"Ahh, what would I do without you!" you whined, appreciating his gesture and completely melting at his words. Unable to resist, you cupped his face with both of your hands and peppered his cheeks with kisses - just to show your gratitude and affection. It wasn't unusual for the two of you to engage in such affectionate exchanges.
But this time, Sanji decided take advantage of the situation to leave a quick kiss on your lips, causing you to immediately break from the kiss and tilting your head slightly backwards. You stared at him in confusion while you could feel your heart pounding in your chests - what was going on? You stared at each other blankly for moments that felt like an eternity, before you grabbed Sanji's shirt and pulled him closer for another kiss.
Smiling between the kiss, Sanji slowly places himself between your legs, resting an hand on the counter you were sitting on and using his other hand to grab your thigh and drag you closer to him, your legs now wrapped around his waist as the kiss becomes hungrier, needier, wetter. He's now almost laying on top of you, his tie becoming looser on his neck as your hand wonders all over his shirt.
When the oven's timer goes off, you realise just how long the two of you have been kissing. As you slightly pushing him away from you, he is quick to bite your bottom lip, blue eyes staring into yours as you let your hand rest on his chest.
"It's okay, it won't get burnt." he smiles, switching the oven off.
Wrapping your arms around his neck, you looked at him with dreamy eyes as his hands reach you once again.
"Hey, love cook." you said. "I want you all by myself. No play arounds, no heart eyes.." you continued, causing Sanji to laugh. Kissing you once again, he finally picks you up from the counter, making his way to his room while he firmly holds you by your thigh.
"Let me show you how much I want to be yours.." he whispered in a raspy voice, a smirk appearing on his lips.
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leclerced · 3 months
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FRAT BOY LANDO x ENGINEERING NERD OSCAR x LITERATURE NERD READER PLEASE OMG (i saw pics of oscar in a tux and lando with the backwards hat)
ummmm this was in drafts and it kinda goes w some other asks i got the other day ab frat boy lando and engineer oscar so im gonna go on ab oscar and reader meeting in the library.
oscar and reader meet in the library when all the other tables are full so he asks to sit with her, but she doesn’t hear him. she’s got like three books open along with her laptop and a ton of pens and highlighters, sticky notes and tabs all over the pages so she can add notes and save pages for later. it looks like a scattered mess to him, but she looks perfectly calm as she scrawls pretty cursive onto a sticky note and then carefully places it underneath a specific line. she looks up and jumps when she sees him waiting there, removes an airpod and apologizes for not noticing him. he would laugh it off and apologizes for standing there, then repeats himself. she agrees and pulls her books closer, reorganizes her pile of writing utensils and note pads so he'll have more room. he takes the invitation to set his stuff down and pulls out the seat across from her.
her airpod goes back in and he's relieved he didn't get stuck with w chatterbox because he really needs to work. the next few days follow that pattern, the library being full and him joining her at her table in the back corner after navigating his way through and not finding his own. after a week, he gets into the habit of going straight to her table and it becomes a kind of ritual. he doesn’t even ask anymore, she somehow sees him coming each time and shuffles her possessions around to make room for him and they study in silence until one of them leaves.
after a few impromptu silent study sessions he’s noticed she always carries snacks with her, and he’s buying himself a snack from the vending machine and sees the last of her favorites and buys it without thinking. when he gets to the table, pulls a candy bar from his backpack and slides it across the table, says it was the last one and he knows it’s her favorite. she’s like, “i’ve never told you that?” and he tells her she has one with her every time and he just saw it and got it for her. she’s trying not to swoon because they’ve hardly talked and he’s paying attention to her? knows what candy bar she eats mid study session?
then, he gets there after a month of perfect silent study sessions and there’s someone sitting next to her, clearly distracting her from her work. he stops in the aisle, a dozen paces from them and watches as he tucks her hair behind her ear and she bites her lip. it irritates him, watching the interaction. this is a library. meant for studying. not flirting. he suddenly steps forward, purposely slapping the sole of his shoe onto the ground so she’ll hear. like a dog hearing a whistle, her head jokes over and she grins, automatically rearranging the table for him. she speaks to him for the first time in weeks, “hey! i hope you don’t mind, we have a project together.”
oscar waits until lando leaves an hour later to ask if she wants to hang out some time, and she’d tease him about being jealous. he insists he was already going to ask her when he arrived but they’d been interrupted. she’d ask what he wants to do and he’d shrug and say, “i dunno, movies, dinner? a picnic? bowling? we can do whatever you want.” the hang out certainly sounds more like a date, so she teases him a little more, “are you asking me out on a date, oscar?” and he rolls his eyes and nudges her foot with his under the table and says, “yeah, yeah. whatever. friday?” and she kinda winces and says, “actually, i’m supposed to go to a party at lan’s on friday- you could come too though!”
oscar huffs out a laugh and says, “you’re inviting me to a party he invited you to? i don’t think he’d want me there. parties aren’t my scene. saturday?” she instantly nods and agrees, and they make plans to go see a movie and get dinner. oscar ends up going to the party even though he hates them, tells his friend logan about his date and logan drags him to the party because he’s convinced lando invited her to fuck and if he leaves her alone with him friday night there’s no way he’s getting his date. logan seems to be right because when he finds reader she’s with lando and he has his arm around her shoulders as he pours a drink into her cup. oscar interrupts by asking what she’s drinking and she’s on her third drink, hears his voice and gets too excited. she spins away from lando as he’s still pouring, the vodka spilling onto the tile as her cup moves with her and she wraps oscar in a hug. she’s telling him how happy she is he decided to come, lando's glaring at him and he's genuinely thankful his best friend dragged him to a party for once.
lando tries to steer her away from oscar numerous times, grabbing her wrist and pulling her with him, resting a possessive arm over her shoulder and walking away with her. each time she finds oscar again and they chat until lando finds her and grumbles that he thought she was getting a drink, or peeing. she's like "ohhh sorry, i saw oscar and got distracted!" oscar brimming with pride that she saw him and forgot what she was doing, forgot about lando. but then lando's steering her away again and he's watching them go, hoping she'll find him again soon.
she lets it slip where they're having dinner the next night, and lando conveniently shows up and joins them at their booth before either of them can stop him.. lando’s never felt better than when oscar’s jaw clenched as he slid into their booth, and dropped his arm over her shoulder like it belonged there, and asked it they mind him joining. oscar snaps that they do mind. but lando ignores him and asks her what they’re doing out together, like it isn’t painfully obvious they’re on a date. they’re both a little more dressed up than normal, wanting to impress the other, and he had seen the soft look she was giving oscar before lando appeared behind him and then sat next to her. it’s definitely awkward and lando is happy with the uncomfortable tension, smirking when the waitress comes over and says she didn’t know they had a third, and asks what he would like to drink and if they’re all ready to order.
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4e7her · 1 year
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your sebek posts are so good he is so delusional I just.... ahhh,,,
um, is it okay to request "i'll give you the whole world." as the prompt for your event with sebek?
many thanks ! do take care not to take too many requests ^^
omg i'm so glad to hear you like them!! honestly i love just making him a little freak. once i started writing him like that he CLIMBED in my favorites list
and thank you for the concern! i'll make sure to do that. i'm not planning on going through them too fast, so don't worry <3 i've just been needing motivation to write again
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˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ for my new years event ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
character: sebek zigvolt, twst
contains: yandere themes, reader referred to in second person pov, gender neutral reader, reader is yuu
Hearts in his eyes as he watched you, Sebek couldn't help the way he sighed aloud, hands resting helplessly at his sides as he stumbled backwards - stunned by the simple sight of you. The object of all his affections.
A crack sounded through the air from his movement, a stick breaking under his feet, though he couldn't care to rip his gaze away. Of course, you jumped at the noise, but you were just so cute. You would be happy to see him, wouldn't you? He knew he would be happy to see you, if he were in your position.
No matter to the hour of the night it was, or how you had just been going about your nightly routine, or your plain bedclothes that had you shivering when you stepped outside to investigate.
He'd have to make sure you didn't get sick later, but he didn't mind. Sebek would love to dote over you like that.
You move closer, now, likely hearing his breathing, and he doesn't move a muscle.
It's been long enough of this song and dance, watching you every night through your ratty curtains at Ramshackle, that he can't quite bring himself to move. You just had to know how much he loved you. How often he watched, losing sleep and surely slacking in his duties by doing so, waiting to gain your attention.
And, well, this was the perfect time for it.
You surely wouldn't mind, would you? He'd been so patient, but he just couldn't wait any longer to be with you. It was a wonder he hadn't been caught sooner, in all honesty, but he supposed he had his training to thank for that.
That exact mindset is what leads him to letting you find him, a lovedrunk smile playing on his lips when he finally met you eye to eye.
How many times has he thought of this? Telling you everything, how he felt, what he’d do for you.
Too many to count.
And it’s with that thought, that longing, that words finally spilled from his throat. Sebek wished that he planned more, that he’d done more to show you what you truly mean to him, but he comes out and says it nonetheless.
“I would… I would give the world for you. I’ll give you the world, if you so much as request it.” He sighed out, hand caressing your cheek. You seemed a bit off-put, but he figured it was the suddenness - he would be caught off guard, too. But he would be so happy to see you. Just like he always is. You surely had to feel the same way - you were just stunned beyond words.
"You feel the same, don't you? You have to. Why else would you be here?"
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cowgurrrl · 10 months
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Could I please please pleaseeee request some fluff with pre-outbreak!joel 🥹🥹🥹 he’s everything to me ❤️❤️❤️
OMG I HAVEN'T THOUGHT ABOUT PRE-OUTBREAK!JOEL IN A HOT FUCKING SECOND
Sunset Canyon
Pairing: pre-outbreak!joel x fem!reader
Summary: Date night with Joel
Warnings: a little bit of breaking the law (oops), Joel being a menace to society, ✨feelings✨, kind of a throw away ending but it's okay
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"Joel, I don't know about this." You hesitate outside the fence, and Joel softens as he glances between you and the open gate.
"Nobody even lives here yet. We can't get in trouble if no one sees us, right?" He asks, and you laugh. 
"Didn't your mama ever teach you what trespassing means?"
"It ain't trespassin' if I've gotta key, and I'm here for work." He says as he walks over and wraps his arms around your waist. You sigh and bury your hands in his hair as he mouths at your jaw. You relax a little at the feeling of his lips against your skin and the cool night air surrounding you. Texas summers are brutal, and you've been dying to go swimming. With his and Sarah's schedule being the exact opposite of yours, finding a time to go has been hard. So, when Joel started working on a house with a pool in the backyard, he asked Tommy to watch Sarah while he told you of his master plan. It seemed fine until you actually showed up and remembered that laws exist. 
"For the record, I'm not going to jail for swimming in someone else's pool." 
"Wouldn't dream of it," he mumbles into your neck. He looks at you with big, pleading eyes, and you take a deep breath. "You've been workin' too hard. We both have. If you don't wanna do this, we don't have to. I just wanted to take you swimmin' finally." He says. You know he can see you wavering, and a tiny smirk pulls at his lips.
"You promise we won't get in trouble?" You ask. He lets go of your waist and crosses a finger over his chest.
"Cross my heart and hope to die," he says. You take one more look around before letting him pull you into the backyard, closing the gate behind him. The pool is gorgeous, with the underwater lights casting a blue glow across the backyard. It's crystal clear, and you can't fight the want to jump right in. Joel tugs his shirt over his head while you set your bag down and take off your coverup dress. Joel wolf whistles as you shed the fabric to reveal your pink bikini, and you laugh. He saunters over to you and immediately grabs your hips, his thumbs running over the delicate fabric of your swimsuit. "Man, if I knew you were hidin' this little number, I would've taken this job a lot sooner."
"Is that right?" You ask, and he nods. He leans down to kiss you a little frantic, biting your bottom lip and stealing the air from your throat. If you knew he would react like this, you would've worn it sooner too. You let him kiss you, his big hands wandering to your ass, as you slowly walk him backward. He doesn't notice what you're doing until you push him into the pool with a huge splash. When he comes up for air with a shocked look on his face, you laugh loudly and unapologetically.
"Now that's just mean." He whines, his wet hair flopping over his forehead, and you make a sympathetic noise. 
"I thought you brought me here to swim, Miller. Not get in my pants."  
"I did bring you here to swim. That pretty little bikini is just an added bonus," he says as he swims to the pool's edge. "Would ya help a guy out?" He asks, reaching his hand out. You roll your eyes, knowing he could probably pull himself out of the pool just fine, but oblige and grab his hand anyways. In a split second, he's pulling you into the warm pool with him. The water feels amazing, and all your worries disappear as you breach the surface.
"Now that's just mean." You parrot in a deep, southern accent, making Joel laugh, and swim toward you. You splash water at him and try to swim away, but he grabs you by the waist and pulls you back to him. You smile and wrap your legs around his waist, letting him hold you in the water and stare down at him. He's all tanned muscle and big, bright smiles as he stands in the pool.
"Is this a good date night?" He asks.
"Well, I've never been on a date that required breaking and entering," you say. "But, yeah. This is a pretty good date night." 
You spend the night swimming, lying on the concrete, looking at the stars, and talking about anything and everything. It's comfortable and safe, and loving. And as you look over at him, staring up at the cosmos, you know you could do this with him for as long as he'll have you. You want to do this with him. Maybe forever.
But that's another story for another time.
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