#and i immediately say out loud omg i'm in love with her and have to stop

[wintfleur]

hi roro! love your works!! they’re so good like, I come back and read them over and over😭 can you do a fic where the reader is regularly in landos streams and the fans just adore them and it’s so cutie? thank you so much! if not just ignore this omg 😂

ꔫ baby we’re on camera

°. — pairings ( lando norris x fem! reader )

°. — summary ( lando loves teasing his girl on stream )

°. — details ( g; fluff. w; slightly suggestive at the end ig? wc; 2.6k )

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( omg I’m soso sorry about how long this took for me to get out, I absolutely loved the idea I just don’t know why it took me so long to write! I also read the part where the reader is regularly in the streams wrong, but I do hope you enjoy it! And thank you so much for the kind words! 🫶🏻 also thank you to my lovely bestie @chrisevansonly for helping me come up with some of the ridiculous usernames! )

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“Where is y/n” Lando reads aloud as he leans back in his chair, the neon yellow username catching his attention in his moving chat. A smile immediately appeared on his face at the mention of his girlfriend of a few years, a few people in the chat noticing and commenting on it. When he first started streaming, he always used to get shy whenever his chat would mention you, sometimes choosing to not comment on the messages. 

Only because he didn't want to make you uncomfortable by over sharing. He loved talking about you, he could talk about you for hours, but he would respect your desire for privacy. But over the years of your relationship the two of you became more open about your relationship, and you often found yourself appearing on his stream; and his chat absolutely loved all the cute moments that would happen when you do. 

“She went out with some of her girlfriends” he nodded as he softly drummed a beat on the armrests of his chair with his fingers. His mind took him back to the morning where he kissed you goodbye and watched you walk out of the apartment; you looked so pretty all dolled up to go out with your friends. Lando suddenly missed you very much the more he thought about you. 

“Actually, she should be home any minute now” he mumbled, loud enough for the microphone to pick it up. He leans forward and picks up his phone, hoping to see a text from you saying that you're on your way home, but instead he just sees his wallpaper of you posing dramatically with a golf club, no text in sight. His lips twitch up to a smile at the sight of his silly wallpaper, he loved your silly side. 

“Actually, I have no idea when she's going to be home” Lando chuckles as he sets his phone back down. He hoped that you came back soon, he had noticed it started to rain and he always got worried about you driving in the rain. You were fully capable; he was just always worrying about you. 

“Did she go out with the other wags?” Lando read out loud a chat message, he had noticed a few other messages asking the same thing. He didn't understand why a lot of his fans were so obsessed with seeing you with the other wags. He answered with a smile “No no she went out with some childhood friends that came to visit; she was really excited to see them.” 

“Guys I'm not going to call her; I don't want to interrupt her fun” Lando shakes his head with a small chuckle. Sometimes it felt like his chat was clingier than he was with you, and that's nearly impossible because he's one clingy boyfriend. Lando focuses on one of his monitors to change the music, his eyes were on his monitor, so he didn't see the chat explode with messages about you and he didn't see you open the door and peek your head in. 

You had gotten home about 10 minutes ago and usually the first thing you would do is greet your boyfriend, but this time you had to change out of your damp clothes. The rain had definitely surprised you and your friends. You quietly opened the door, your fluffy sock covered feet softly padded against the floor. Lando glanced at his chat and saw everyone saying, ‘hi y/n!’. Lando quickly turns his head, and a big smile appears on his face at the sight of you “Baby, you're back!” 

“Yeah, I got back not too long ago, had to change first” you explained to your boyfriend as you stepped closer to him, looking down at your outfit consisting of, fluffy socks, gray sweatpants and an oversized sweatshirt. You tried not to glance at the camera too much, you were still a little nervous about being in front of the camera, so you kept the conversation going. You hand your boyfriend who was smiling at you, the brown bakery box filled with delicious pastries “I brought you something, i just knew i had to get you some when i tried them.” 

“Thank you, baby, these look delicious” he gives you one more big smile before he takes a bite into one of the sugary donuts. He lets out a dramatic groan of satisfaction as he leans back in his chair, they were absolutely delicious. You roll your eyes and let out a small laugh, leaning slightly against his chair. You look away from the chat that was moving way too fast for you to read, and back down at lando who was absolutely devouring the pastry. “Just don’t eat all of them, i don't want jon to hate me.” 

“Who cares if he does…because I love you” Lando smiles cheekily, tilting his head up to place a kiss on your cheek. You close your eyes and let out a surprised giggle, wiping off the excess sugar that got on your cheek from his lips. Lando gives you a wink when you open your eyes and goes back to reading his chat. His heart filled with warmth at all the messages saying how cute the two of you are, and how some said they wished they had a sweet girlfriend like you; those made him want to smirk, knowing that there was no one even close to being like you. You were perfect in his eyes. 

landolotts  you guys are so cute, y/n is so lucky…

ittybittypiastri  where did she get that sweater? Link? 

dannyricscowboyhat  lando can pull??? How???

hornerishot  omg moms back! 

oconsunderatedbby  can y/n/n stay? We've missed her! <3 

quadrantstar   we've missed you y/n! 

“The chat wants you to stay, so do i” Lando looked up at you with a smile on his lips, his tone trailing off to a soft whisper. His eyes silently begging you to stay, he understands why you wouldn't, but he still was hopeful. You noticed the look in his eyes, and you couldn't say no to him, not with how he was looking up at you. “Okay, let me go get a chair.” 

“You have one,” Lando smiles playfully, wrapping his arm around your waist and pulling you down to sit on his lap. Your eyes widened for a second at his boldness and Lando worried for a moment that he was too bold when he felt you stiffen in his lap, but the both of you relaxed as you leaned back against him and laced your fingers with his, that now rested on your thigh. 

You decided not to look at the chat, knowing that their messages would make you feel more flustered. You clear your throat and tilt your head to the side to get a better look at lando, who was already smiling at you “So what were you and chat up to?” 

“We were just chatting and trying to decide what game to play next” Lando said with a cheeky smile as he looked away from you to read the chat, a giggle leaving his lips at some of the messages. Most of them were funny and sweet, of course there was the occasional weird one, but Lando chose to hold his tongue, not wanting to go off on weird chatters while you were there. You already weren't the most comfortable in front of the camera, he didn't want to make you feel more uncomfortable by calling out the weird freaks in his chat. 

“You should play Fortnite” you suggest with a big smile, you have enjoyed watching your boyfriend stream the game. The two of you having even more fun when you played it together off stream. Lando playfully rolls his eyes and tilts his head to the side, dramatically shaking his head “You only want me to play that because you like teasing me about how bad i am.” 

“That I do” you quickly agreed with a laugh. Lando gasped dramatically and his hold on your waist tightened as he pulled you back closer to his chest, as he continued with his dramatics, little did chat know he was already booting up the said game “Are you hearing this chat?” 

The chat was moving fast, as many of the chatters commented on how cute the two of you were, and how natural the banter was. A lot of the viewers agreed that he should play Fortnite, saying that ‘mom’ always has good ideas. Lando had also wanted to play the game, but now he wanted to play it more because you suggested it. He spoke quietly, his tone sending shivers down your spine as his eyes were focused on the screen. “I’ll play just for you baby.”  

The couple spent the next hour playing Fortnite, well lando was playing and you were still perched in his lap and giving him some tips, you had younger siblings so of course you knew how to play the game. After Lando got frustrated about losing for the third time in a row, he was quick to suggest you have a go at the ‘stupid game’. 

So, you sat straight on his lap, your eyes focused on the game, determined to place further in the game then he did. Lando had both of his arms wrapped around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder as he watched with a smile at how cute you looked with his headphones on your head and the cute look of focus you had on your face. He had to stop himself from leaning down and littering your neck in kisses, he could vividly imagine your reaction if he did. ‘Baby were on camera’ you would mutter shyly with that flustered smile on your lips, that he loved so much. 

You weren't familiar with the new map that well, so you let lando pick a place for you to drop. When Lando started to tease you for your sneaking you were quick to defend your game play, sassily telling him that you're not playing for kills but playing to win. The chat loved the chemistry that the two of you had, Lando teasing you about how he's better and you with your witty responses. 

“Lan'' you muttered in a warning tone when you feel him slip one of his hands under the front of your sweatshirt, his warm hand flattens on your stomach, you know his touch is anything but innocent. Lando has a toothy grin on his face, his fingers now tracing shapes on your skin as he spoke innocently “What? Is my touch distracting you?” 

“You wish” you scoffed playfully, not wanting him and chat to know that his touch was in fact distracting you. Lando smiles triumphantly at your reaction, knowing that you were lying, and he was in fact distracting you but nonetheless he stops his movements. Lando rests his chin on your shoulder again and quietly watches you play. His eyes glancing at the chat ever so often, his heart filling with warmth at all the sweet chats about the two of you. 

As the game goes on, Lando's quiet tone turns into a tone of excitement when he realizes that there are only three people left, including you. The chat spammed loll’s and laughing emojis as Lando excitedly tried to give you tips and you telling him to shut up because you couldn't hear yourself think. Lando pouts grumpily and leans back in his chair, now wanting your attention even more. You were too caught up in wanting to win the game to notice your pouting boyfriend. 

And win is exactly what you did, you hid until the other two started fighting and that's when you jumped out of the bush you were hiding in and killed them both. As soon as the #1 victory royal showed up on the screen you turned your head to smile excitedly at lando. Lando laughs and places a sweet kiss on your cheek, his hands rubbing our side under your sweater “Good job baby” You giggled as you say thank you, also thanking the chat that was congratulating you for your win. 

When you feel one of his fingers secretly dip into the band of your sweatpants, you take your hands off the keyboard and mouse and nonchalantly get up from his lap. Making your way over to the shelf that was by his desk and out of sight from the camera to ‘grab’ ChapStick. Lando’s frown from you getting up, turns into a smirk when he realizes why you did, having felt you clench your thighs together before you got up. 

“All right, chat I'm gonna head off. Gotta go properly congratulate my girl for winning” Lando watched your figure as you got up from his lap and moved to the other side of his room out of the view of the camera with the bite of his lip, he glanced back at the camera with a smirk. His tone was suggestive, and a loud laugh leaves his lips when you turn around and throw the small plushie he had on one of his shelves that you had gotten him at his head. Lando catches the bear as you give him a look of shock and embarrassment “Lando! Chat he's joking, please ignore him”! 

“Trust me, chat I'm not joking” Lando winks with a cheeky smile at the camera, very much enjoying how flustered you got and the way the chat started to go crazy. You groan in embarrassment and grab your phone off his desk “That's it, I'm leaving!” you wave your hand for the chat, not wanting to bend down to be in the frame of the camera, knowing that the chat would definitely be able to see how flustered you were “Bye chat!” 

Lando watched you walk out of the room with a grin, you give him a playful glare before closing the door behind you. Lando had planned on streaming for longer, but he couldn't ignore that ache he felt in his heart when you left the room, he wanted to spend more time with you. He loved watching you become more comfortable in front of the camera, in front of his chat in the short amount of time you joined him. Lando picks up his head set that you had set down on the desk when you took them off, lando hums along to the song that was playing as he closes his tabs before leaning back in his chair and reading the chat “Alright chat, it's time for me to head off.” 

Lando tried to keep up with his chat, the messages zooming by, most of them were about you. Talking about how they enjoyed your presence and begging Lando to convince you to come back on the stream soon. Lando smiles “I'll let her know chat” Lando hears the familiar sound of his phone going off with a notification. He was quick to pick up his phone, a mischievous grin spreading over his lips when he saw the notification. 

y/n 💞: in bed…waiting for that proper congratulations ☺️

Lando quickly shuts off his phone as he feels a warm blush spread across his face and neck. He clears his throat and giggles nervously when the chat breaks out in a bunch of question marks with your name, obviously seeing how flustered he had become from seeing the notification. Lando nods and waves at the chat, eager to end and join you in your shared bed “See you guys soon.” 

Lando ends the stream and quickly rushes to shut off his computer, he grabs his phone and quickly gets out of his chair and makes his way to the door. He stops in his tracks once he remembers something and rushes over to his desk to pick up the brown box of donuts. Lando opens the door, careful not to drop the delicious pastries and his phone, rushing down the hallway. Calling out for you. 

“Baby wait for me!”  

˖ ་ 💭 roro’s notes ( I really missed writing for Lando, I have a lot of ideas and req’s for him that I want to write! I’ve just been kinda focused on my hockey AU! But I will try to find a better schedule so I could work on that and my f1 fics! I also have another idea for another lando streaming based fic, it’s going to be so cute! )

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[caraphernellie]

last hope // e.w. ✧ [chapter one]

summary: there was little you could do to calm your excitement when you read and immediately recognised the name ellie williams in the email you received accepting your request to live on campus. sharing a dorm with your childhood best friend who you had missed so much? what a small world- it sounded like everything you could have dreamed of, like it was fate that this had brought her back to you. you could only hope that she hadn't changed, that she was still just as much a loser as you, and that things could go right back to normal. but not everyone stays the same after eleven years.

an: HELLO. OMG IM SO EXCITED FOR THIS FIC. i love it. i had the idea for a while to make a fic where ellie was this mysterious angsty roommate and i wrote the whole thing (it was a two parter) and i was not happy with it like at all. so i have completely changed the entire thing! basically. but this is so much better. and it's gonna be multiple chapters, slow burn 🫶🏻 im not sure how i feel about this first chapter pls be kind i had covid while writing this (and chapter two which i'm posting tmrw) so brain fog might have fucked this up big time but i wanted to introduce the story <3

cw: cigarettes, foster system, bitchy ellie, bad girl!ellie, good girl!reader, check masterlist for full list of content warnings !!

wc: 1.3k

if you missed the prologue you can find it here!! and the fic's masterlist right here :)

living with ellie williams is like trying to look after a disgusting animal – it’s like being a zookeeper of sorts. though you’re sure even the angry lions or crocodiles could be more pleasant than she. 

it’s this blatant lack of disrespect that just pisses you off the most. the loud music in the middle of the night, the putrid cigarette smoke ruminating in her bedroom (which could definitely get you in trouble with the dean), the way she seems to have nothing better to do than hurl insults your way.

“what the fuck are you doing in my room?”

and she’s so secretive. but you get it. you hide things from her too, after all, she had declared you her enemy. it actually made you laugh when she’d done so, which had only solidified the apparent burning hatred she had for you. you didn’t even know what you’d done. she took one look at you, recognised you to be her childhood best friend, and then decided you were everything wrong with the world.

“the fuck are you doing in my room?” she growls, a tight grip around your wrist to pull you towards the door. her nails dig into the skin.

“woah, woah, woah, ellie, i–”

“are you after my journal?” she grunts, forest green eyes glare at you. it’s a hardened gaze, and if looks could kill, you’d have been dead five times already.

“no i- i don’t- i didn’t even know you had a journal in the first place,” you say, trying to pry your wrist out of the firm grip, only for ellie to grab your other wrist now too.

“then what the hell are you doing in my fuckin’ room when i’m not here?”

“i’m just looking for my phone charger,” you mumble, looking away awkwardly. “you took it last night, remember? i kind of need it back now.”

“oh.”

the snarl on ellie’s face drops and she begrudgingly lets go of you, but she’s still eyeing you distrustfully. even though you’re telling the complete truth, her stare still makes you feel like you are doing something wrong anyway.

“you could’ve asked,” ellie mumbles, and you sigh, unplugging your charger from the socket.

“not really, i mean, you slept till noon and before i could even ask you went straight for the showers. i have work soon, so i had to come grab it.”

“text me next time, at least,” ellie mutters, pushing you towards the door with a firm hand on the small of your back. “i don’t like you snooping.”

“i wasn’t even snooping, i just–”

“you so were.”

“oh no i was not,” you say stubbornly, narrowing your eyes. “i would not willingly enter your room for longer than a minute, smellie.”

“i- sm- do i smell?” ellie mutters, stopping to sniff herself. it’s oh so charming, the act garnering a small laugh from you. “i don’t smell bad, fuck you.”

“yeah, you don’t, for once,” you retort. “i’m–”

your teasing words are cut short when the bedroom door is slammed in your face. raising your eyebrows, you nod, talking into thin air.

“mhm. okay. i mean, i thought my word play on ‘smellie’ was genius, but…”

you shrug it off, heading back to the couch to put on your shoes and plug your phone in for a little while before having to leave for work. at this point work is a nice escape. being able to get away from complicated words and numbers and of course being able to get away from ellie’s suffocating presence.

nothing but music. and so many of the people you came by in your job at the little record store down the street were so cool, it was how you’d made the majority of your friends. 

and you appreciate all those friends a lot, of course. you’re only three weeks into the semester and you know you’ll be able to rely on dina when the stress of finals week approaches later on.

you’d opted to stick to your own during high school, who cared if people thought you were some loser loner? you were focusing on studies, it’s not like your high school status would matter down the line.

but moving out of home now at nineteen meant you were going to have to find a support system that isn’t just your family– hence the sudden burst of extrovertedness you’d attempted since the start of september. you managed to find dina, and by extension, her very on-and-off boyfriend jesse, and their other friend cat.

but it feels still as though you’re missing something and you know exactly what it is, but lying to yourself is better than admitting you’re sad about ellie.

perhaps you’d got too excited after discovering she’d be your roommate. as you often do as an overthinker, you got your hopes up only to be let down.

ellie was supposed to be nice, still. in your head that inner child in you thought over how fun it’d be to basically have daily sleepovers with your old best friend, amusing yourselves over the same inside jokes, catching up and being able to navigate some of the crazier years of life with her.

but she pretty much crushed that dream with the way she took a step back after recognising you, and the words she said.

“what made you think i was going to be a dork like you still?” she laughed dryly. “that’s just unrealistic.”

and it hadn’t hit you at first as to why she acted like this. of course, it’s just as you feared. she’d moved out of boston to god knows where with god knows who and morphed into this mean, rowdy girl. the grown-up version of ellie isn’t who you thought she’d be, and at this point you felt you only had yourself to blame for feeling let down.

she was right, after all. it’s just unrealistic to think that after eleven years, she’d be the same.

if it’s not ellie’s overarching bitchy attitude she always carries, it’s the fact that you clash heads in every which way. she’s made it a point to snub you for being some kind of ‘goody-two-shoes.’ you told her it was immature, cringe even. the only response garnered being a scowl on her face.

after tying the laces of your docs, you sit for a moment. ellie barges out of her room again, not something you hadn’t predicted what with the loud sound of her feet you’ve grown used to already.

she’s carrying her whole bag, pens spilling right out the unzipped pockets. and almost like some kind of decrepit monster in a movie she pauses, taking a moment to glare at you. “what now?”

“huh?” a brief moment of silence is interrupted by you stifling a laugh. “dude, you came out here basically guns blazing, and you’re shocked that i’m looking?”

“i’m late,” ellie mutters with a frown, not bothering to pick up the mess she’s left behind as she laces up her converse. she doesn’t bother to sit down. “y’know, because i actually made friends in our classes. so–”

“crazy story, bro,” you say disinterestedly, leaning back into the couch. ellie sighs a moment before glaring in your direction again.

“you are a miserable person.”

“as if you’re any better,” you protest. it’s definitely a matter of butting stubborn personalities– it’s not like you want to fight with ellie like this. but your pride isn’t going to let you sweep her indecencies aside just because she used to play mermaids with you in the summer.

it’s just this part of you that can’t help but worry a little bit. she had to have spent years in the foster system. you’d worried all throughout your teenage years, hoping she’d have been treated fairly in the very least, though knowing in some place deep down that she probably wasn’t.

her excessive sleep, her bad habits, hell, even the attitude you can’t move past. it all has you a little bit concerned. 

rising to your feet and grabbing your keys, you move past ellie. 

“i’m working the closing shift tonight, so don’t be waiting on me, just because i’m sure you will.”

your jest earns a chuckle and a cluck of the tongue from ellie.

“riiiight, riiiight. i’ll be naively waiting around for you just like you did for eleven years.”

"i know you're flattered that i was still thinking of you, but there's no need to keep bringing it up."

"you're ridiculous."

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boy this app wanted to test my patience while i was formatting everything...

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[saintslewis]

“𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋” - 𝐋𝐇𝟒𝟒 & 𝐂𝐋𝟏𝟔

pairing: sir lewis hamilton x fem!reader x charles leclerc

summary: the angel or devil on your shoulders story has been around for centuries, everyone has their own without realising. yours want to help with your…desires after meeting you.

warnings: cussing, outfit descriptions, slight smut (i tried) (18+ MDNI), sorry for the typos!

wc: 3.8k

saint’s team radio: y’all omg. this is a whole kinktober draft and it’s only being released rn? don’t judge 😔🖐🏽. wanna release six other works so let me know if you want those and pls enjoy this 🤭 btw, this is my baby so treat her nice!! thank you wifey @lorarri for this idea, love ya!!

dividers by: @cafekitsune

taglist: @thisismeracing @lorarri @httpsserene @non-stop-imagines @goldenalbon @goldsainz (lemme know if you want to be tagged!)

kinktober with saint!

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Tugging on the stranger's shirt, you whined into his mouth eagerly. His hold on your face was so strong as if he never wanted to let go of you, the two of you only meeting at a club a mere hour before.

His shoes were somehow off as he walked backwards towards the hotel bed, his knees hitting the edge of the bed and his hands eager to find the zipper on your little black dress. Your hands travelling up his shirt, feeling his skin under your soft hands. Yes it was odd that he had yet to put his hands anywhere other than your face, but you wanted him to take the lead. Finally taking a breath as he separated your swollen lips, your lip gloss smudged across his mouth. The stranger let go of your face and dug through his pockets, your hopes high thinking he would pull out protection for the rest of the night but your disappointment became present as he pulled out his phone.

"I have to pull out the playlist babe. You'll love it." The man said, his face all red and he bites his bottom lip as he went through his phone. "Oh shit, i have to make it. Give me a few,  baby."

And just like that, your arousal disappeared within a second. Leaning your weight onto one of your legs, you held onto the dangling purse that never moved from your shoulder. In all honesty, you had felt quite lightheaded with you immediately blaming it on the alcohol you had earlier on. As much as you were tipsy, you were still very alert and aware of your surroundings and your decisions. However, the slight touch you felt on your waist was enough to trip you up a little, you holding your arms out to balance yourself. Furrowing your eyebrows, you quickly looked behind you only to not see anything.

The tug on your mini dress was a bit stronger, a heavy touch landing on your waist as if it were to guide you to stand straight. The sound of your heels hitting the floor quite hard startled the man in front of you, making him look up at you and smirk then continue on his phone. 

The hair at the back of your neck now stood up, a smell similar to cologne wafting through the air and you knew for sure that it was neither you or him that smelled like this. As if all the liquor in your body disappeared, you took a deep breath and walked towards the man in front of you only to feel the back of your dress being pulled backwards.

"Come home." The soft yet deep voice whispered right into your ear, an accent present.

That was all it took for you to whip your body towards the hotel door, so ready to get out of there until you heard another voice in the other ear. "At least say goodbye, Y/n."  This time, the voice had a twinge of rasp in it with a more pronounced accent to it.

Your gasp was far too loud for him to not hear you. The air became quite still as you felt like people were standing next to you. "Are you okay? You've been looking a little crazy over there." The man who's name you've yet to know, laughed as if he was at a comedy show.

Staring daggers into his head, you chose to keep yourself calm then answer him. "I've just got a bit of a headache so I'm gonna go." You pursed your lips together, pointing at the door with your thumb. "What? We were having so much fun, baby." He audibly whined, stomping his foot a little.

Rolling your eyes so far, you turned around to leave the room, barely muttering your goodbyes to the confused man. Walking down the hallway, you ordered your uber and headed for the elevator with your thoughts running rampage at the ghostly feeling of the large hands on your waist.

Entering the metal box, you faced the mirror and played with your messy wig a bit just shaping it up. Looking down at your heels for a split second, you lifted your head once again only to see two men in there with you. The scream you let out was haunting but the men couldn't be more relaxed, rather smiling at your fear.

"Did you even like that guy, mon cheri?" The one on your left side asked with his arms crossed, your eyes making contact in the mirror. Your breathing became much faster and the goosebumps began rising on your exposed arms. "Tell the truth, love." The one on your right spoke up, his tatted arm flexed a little as he put his hand in his pocket. All you could do was shake your head, you didn't have the courage to respond verbally because you were slightly intimidated by their stares.

The lights from the elevator flickered a little as they stood up straight, showing their height to you. "We missed you while you were gone." The tatted one leaned his arm on your shoulder, smiling at you whilst chewing his gum and his sunglasses were so dark that you couldn't see through them.

"I still can't believe you were about to fuck that guy, not to mention we had to eat human food while watching you." The one wearing an oversized hoodie and jeans said in disgust, even rolling his eyes as he leaned onto the elevator railing.

"Be nice." Leaning on your shoulder just a bit more, his smile dropped as he turned his head to look at his counterpart with a warning tone in his voice.

"Huma- who are you guys and how long is this fucking ride going to take?" You pushed his arm off you, backing up whilst looking in between the two men. "Don't worry about that, mi belle. We'll see you at home." The green eyed man finally smiled at you and pointed for you to look at the other man.

"Turn around and be calm when you walk out there." You could tell that he was staring at you through his sunglasses, patting your waist and you listened. The moment you faced the large metal doors, the two were no longer there and you looked back and forth between the door and the mirror but you were the only one standing there.

"Okay girl, no more sativa milkshakes for you." You huffed a breath out as the doors opened to a large group of men clad in suits, talking about business related things as they entered. As you walked out, you pulled your tube dress lower but felt all types of eyes on you, one man even having the audacity to grab your wrist. Looking back at the old man in disgust to shrug your hand away, you spotted the green eyed man once again standing in the back of the elevator. All he did was wink at you as you managed to unhand yourself and walk out of the elevator and watched as the door closed.

Hurrying your way through the lobby, you heard loud screams from within the elevator, startling everyone in the lobby. Those screams were horrifying, sounds of hands banging on the doors as the elevator slowly lifted, the noises fading away as everyone stared at each other in horror.

Moments later, you finally settling in the uber and sitting quietly as the car zoomed through the city, the air conditioning cooling your burning skin. Your body felt tired from everything you just experienced, your energy drained from the incredibly long night you had.

The next morning, you woke up to a glass of water and a pill on your bedside. Thinking it was your insight into the next day, you silently thanked yourself for putting it there for yourself. Sitting on your couch whilst eating grapes, you turned on your tv with the news channel blaring out the latest breaking stories.

"One dead, several injured in elevator incident at Radisson Hotel. Some may find the following description unnerving so please be warned. Here we have one of the victims with us with a broken arm. Mr Osbourne." The news anchor announced and chills ran down your spine as your eyes were glued to the screen.

"It was insane! It was as if the devil himself was in that elevator with us! It was just me and the guys coming from a business meeting and when we got in, there was no one in there besides us but the minute the door closed, this Venom looking demon just showed up and just ripped Jason to threads! It said something in French then scratched a few of us before it left!" The distressed and traumatised man said into the mic, close to tears.

"C'est ce qu'il obtient en touchant notre fille." A familiar voice said from your kitchen, the same green eyed man from yesterday night smiled at the tv. "What the fuck!" You screeched as you threw your grapes to the side, startled by him once again.

"He said that's what he gets for touching you, sweetie." Your head snapped to your right, seeing the tatted guy as well with his arm stretched behind your head. "Also Charles, can we not scare her so much? I feel bad as it is." He said with his ring clad hand sitting pretty on his lap, his toned leg relaxed as if he's been here millions of times.

"What the fuck are you guys doing here? And how'd you spawn here like some fucking vampires?" You yelled, beginning to pace around your living room. The two just stared at you in amusement, their heads tilted with their eyes a bit low.

"Oh, wait till you meet Carlos and Lando. Their fangs are insane." Charles joked as the one who's name you've yet to learn just softly smiled. "Okay okay, to put you out of your misery, I'm Lewis and this is Charles. We're your angel and devil that help make your decisions." Lewis said.

Looking at the two men in horror, you shook your head a bit. "Am i still high? What the fuck is going on?" You muttered to yourself, holding your head in your hands. You couldn't bare to look at them, your brain had to be playing tricks on you.

"Okay, think about this. Remember that one bag you really wanted but you knew you wanted to save that money for something else?" Charles spoke, standing up to hold your shoulders in his large hands, stopping your pacing.

"My Diesel bag?" You asked and Lewis nodded. "That was all Charles. I tried to convince you to not do it but then I saw how excited you were about it so I let him take over." He smiled, his sunglasses off and his chocolate eyes glancing at you.

"...What?" Your shoulders dropped in defeat. "How am  I supposed to believe you guys? What if you actually just walked into my home and decided to play tricks on me?" You inquired, not wanting to look into both of their eyes.

"Whenever you decide to make a decision about anything, we're there. You're hungry, what do you wanna have?" Charles tilted your head toward his with his fingers, making you look into his emerald green eyes. "I don't know, maybe pizza but I've got some stuff in the fridge so I can have those." You mumbled. Ultimately deciding to just go into the fridge, Lewis was suddenly in front of you with the cutest little smile on his smile. Looking at the couch, Charles was sitting there watching you take quiet steps towards the kitchen.

Not wanting to take your eyes off of them, you manoeuvred through the kitchen to take out a frying pan. "What if I want to impulsively book a flight to New York?" and without a blink, Charles was next to you, leaning his arm against the kitchen counter with a little smirk. "Do you want to get a tattoo before you go? Maybe that belly piercing you were thinking of." He was so smug with his questions, making sure to keep eye contact with you to completely listen to him.

Feeling a presence next to you also leaning against the kitchen counter with his back, Lewis wasn't smiling as much and rather gave you a 'don't even think about it' look. "Or would you rather save up that money for buying yourself something nice?" The tattooed man tilted his head a bit with a similar smirk as Charles and you weren't going to lie and say that your knees didn't become weak under their stares.

"Something..nice..later on." You were truly lost for words. Things like this only ever existed in books or movies and usually it was never two alluring men staring you down as you said your final decision out loud. "Ah, mon cheri. I was hoping you'd choose my fun idea." Charles sounded disappointed but judging by his face, he was far from it.

There was nothing around you to ground yourself back down to earth so you chose to grip onto your pajama shorts, still stunned by the eye contact they managed to keep with you. "I can see you're still shocked at us being here so we'll come back soon. Is that okay with you, angel?" Lewis stood up straight, not moving his spot.

The nickname had your head spinning, here you were already struggling to figure out how you were going to sort out the ache in your lower regions and the nickname had set everything off but of course, you weren't going to ask for such help after you just met them.

"She's too cute, can't even answer your question. We'll be here but not in human form so anytime you want to see us, we'll be right there. Bye, mon ange." And the kiss that Charles left on your cheek felt like a fairy's kiss, so soft. All Lewis did was giving you a side hug, making sure you felt his hand on your waist. With that, they disappeared into thin air.

With Friday evening rolling in, it was safe to say you missed your boys. God, you thought it was crazy to even refer to them as that but you truly wanted to believe that they were there just for you. It also didn't help that your hormones were spiralling out of control throughout the week. The slightest hint of their colognes would waft through the air and you knew that they were there with you, like they said.

You couldn't tell your friends about this, knowing damn well that they would think you're making this up or that you're too caught up in your current read. The two men really captured you, thinking about them so intimately in your free time, remembering everything about their appearances for you to put them in your little daydreams and even going to sleep thinking of them.

Even the thought of them at the moment is making you clench your legs together, the all familiar ache between your thighs showing up once again. Determined to not think of the two entities tonight, you patted your eyelashes upwards and stood up to go take a look at your outfit in the mirror.

Quite similar to the dress you wore on your previous night out, you pulled it down a little and admired your outfit. The jewellery fitting so well with the newest edition being the anklet you bought earlier in the week.

"You look so pretty, mon ange." A voice said behind you, Charles manspreading on your bed with a slight tilt to his head, eyes looking at you through his glasses. He made your breath hitch and you couldn't believe that he was actually there.

"O-oh uh thank you, Charles." Once again, you didn't know what to do with your hands. Wiping your hands on your dress, you couldn't even look at his face but you just knew that once you did, you wouldn't look back.

He continued to smile at you, observing your every move, blinking ever so slowly. "You think we haven't heard how you've been calling for us every night?" Feeling hands on your waist, you turned around to see Lewis staring down at you with a glint in his eyes.

Your legs crossed each other in that moment, the arousal beginning to feel much stronger the more you looked at the both of them. Both of their voices lower than usual and that made you slightly nervous, this exact moment was the one you would daydream about. "You were there?" You asked, wanting desperately to hide your face away from their intense eyes.

The look Lewis gave you said everything you needed to know, his hand gliding to your lower back. Your breathing became lighter as he brought his hand to your chin, tilting your head upwards. You were slowly losing your mind as he continued to look into your eyes, an intense feeling radiating off of him.

“And to think that you were going to find yourself a random stranger to satisfy you when we’re the ones on your mind.” Charles tsked, still sitting and watching the scene in front of him.

As if he was right next to your ear, you heard every word he said and shuddered a bit, the energy shifted entirely. “Look how beautiful she is, Charles. Maybe we should just let her go to the club.” Lewis said with a smirk on his face, one you wish you could wipe off. He slowly let go of your face and body, feeling the warmth of his hands fade away as he went to sit next to Charles, manspreading as well.

“You’re right, Lewis. She got all ready for it and she has to go meet other people who’ll try to hear those sweet sounds.” Charles teased, not moving from his position. The two entities shared a look then right back at you.

You could only shake your head, the arousal pooling in your underwear and the heat at your core was calling for one of them to do something, anything. They watched you as if you were prey and their little smirks became more and more annoying as the seconds passed by. “Aw sweetie, you can’t even stand still. You have to tell us what you want if you want us to help.” Lewis now tilted his head and looked you up and down as he watched you try your best to stand still with crossed legs.

Hands touched your waist, pushing you forward towards the angel’s open legs. “Mon amour, your mind is not clear. If you want us, just say so. You know we’re all yours.” Charles said, moving your hair away from your neck to plant his lips on there, immediately groaning as your sweet perfume invaded his nose.

Lewis looked up at you as you stood before him, the smirk still present. He sat up and placed his hand on your leg, gently stroking your soft skin as your eyes were glued to his. You wanted him to stand up but the words couldn’t come out of your mouth however he stood up, listening to your instructions.

You reached your manicured hand up Lewis’ broad chest, feeling the soft fabric of his top only to reach the plethora of chains and pearls on his tattooed neck. Hooking your pointer finger onto his jewellery, you pulled him down to connect your lips together.

The kiss felt magical, your lips moulding together as you felt his smile whilst his teeth bit down on your lower lip before letting go, your lip gloss barely transferring onto his face. Feeling a hand on your neck guiding your head to rest your head on their shoulder, Charles looked at you and simply pecked your lips, the look in his eyes very telling as your back touched his front.

You slightly whimpered, not wanting to make a sound to ruin the moment. “I need to hear you, princess. Make all the noise you want.” Lewis muttered as he took to the floor and kneeled in front of you, the scene making you audibly moan. Slowly undressing you from your shoes to the stockings, the angel reached for your leg to place it on his shoulder but you stopped him before he could.

“What’s wrong, mom ange? You want to stop?” Charles asked, worry laced in his voice as he halted his kissing on your neck. “No, I just wanna…sit on your face.” You whispered, hoping that Lewis heard you clearly.

“Say it louder, darling.” He said, still on his knees as the sultry gaze made you even more wet. You quietly whined, not wanting to repeat the words. “Oh? Ma Cherie, you don’t want to speak?” Charles’ hand moved to grab your ass, making you whimper once again. Lewis did not once break eye contact with you, his large hand going up and down your thigh as he got closer and closer to your core. “I wanna sit on your face.” You said a little louder with a little roll of the eyes.

Standing up then laying on his back, Lewis spoke as he watched Charles guide you onto his lap with you crawling your way to his face, only reaching to his abdomen with both legs on either side.

Lewis planted his hands onto your thighs, bringing you even closer to his face, your dripping core eventually right above his mouth as he admired your pussy. “We’ll sort out that attitude but for now, let me make our princess happy.” He said, pushing you by your hips to fully sit on his mouth with his tongue lapping your folds.

“Mon amour, keep your eyes on me.” Charles said, standing in front of you as he watched you crumble as your moans struggled to come out. The devil leaned forward to unzip your top, your breasts falling freely and he immediately placed his mouth on your left nipple, kissing it with such care.

Your moans became louder as both men satisfied you until the sun rose, never leaving your side as you reached your orgasms at least 10 times leaving your body exhausted yet utterly pleasured. Experiencing heaven and hell with them was to become the norm for you.

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#kinktober with saint #f1 x reader #formula one x black reader #x black fem reader #formula one x reader #x black reader #charles leclerc x black reader #lewis hamilton x black reader #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc fic #lewis hamilton x reader #charles leclerc smut #lewis hamilton smut #lewis hamilton fanfics #charles leclerc fanfiction

[beiiibeii]

I love the idea of dom girls turning into absolute losers just for you. Like, Acheron after a long killing spree comes home and you're wearing nothing but a frilly apron as Acheron turns into a pile of mush. Arlecchino angrily commanding her subordinates before you come in and kiss her on the cheek and then she becomes a stuttering mess. Would also say something about the ptn girls but I'm new to the fandom so...

But yeah, hot girls who could break your back just becoming absolute messes under you is super hot.

OMG ME TOO THATS SO CUTE? AKSKDK SORRY THIS TOOK WAY TO LONG FOR ME TO ANSWER

acheron comes home drenched in blood, dripping it all over the floors of your cosy home. of course she feels bad for making a mess in your house, especially after promising to come home early. you were in nothing but your pretty frilly apron. that harsh look in her eyes immediately melted when she saw you. your lips frowning as your rubbing a towel on her face, wiping the blood off her face for her. you ask whether shes okay and if she's hurt. she cant help but blush at the fact that she has a pretty, caring girlfriend to come home to. your words went through one ear and out the other. she was too busy staring at your beautiful, worried face. just nodding at everything you say without realising it, like a cute little puppy.

so you had lightly tugged on her sleeve, leading her towards the bathroom. she allowed you to take her wherever you wanted to. if it were anyone else she would of cut them into pieces already. you ran a hot, warm bath for her. there were bath bubbles, beautiful rose petals and soft, calming music in the background. she just stood there admiring her hard working girlfriend. if she had a tail you could see it wagging like crazy right now. you help her out of her dirty clothes as she gets in the bath. its warm and theres a light smile on her face. your about to leave to wash her clothes before she lightly grabs your wrist. her puppy eyes looking up to you, feeling a little shy as she speaks.

"can you.. bath with me please? i want you to stay."

it wasnt long before you got rid of your frilly little apron. dipping into the bath with her.

you were washing her hair for her. your soft hands massaging her scalp so perfectly. her eyes closed with a stupid little smile on her face. she was just a silly, clingy puppy. nobody would of expected her to of just finished a violent killing spree if they saw the state she was in right now. she was so obedient and cute for her only love..

arlecchino was infamous for her merciless way of handling things. that cold, angry look on her face never seen faltering. some unfortunate fatui agents had fucked up their mission. the knave angrily shouting at their faces. her harsh words and tone could be heard from a few rooms down. loud bangs and crashes of furniture were being hit in anger. the small group of the fatui were absolutely shaking, trying to hold back tears as they begged for mercy.

no one had seen the 4th harbinger have an ounce of sympathy for anyone. the shouts from the stoic harbinger stopped. there was a long, painful silence. arlecchino allowing the fatui agents to reflect on their actions. her deadly gaze piercing into them any harder than a knife ever could. arlecchino sighs in aggravation before she's cut off by the door opening. her head shoots towards the door. her face conveying more anger.

"who dares to interrupt-"

she instantly shuts up. her breath getting caught in her throat as you walk in with a wide smile. arlecchinos eyes widen ever so lightly. completely gobsmacked by your sudden appearance. shes gritting her teeth, trying her very best to pretend your presence didnt affect her at all. feeling almost a little guilty for shouting at her precious girl.

"arlecchino!!"

you walk up to her with your stupid, adorable smile. kissing her on the face, oblivious as to what she was doing moments ago. your soft lips on her cheeks makes her feel so warm.. her lips trembled slightly. shes trying to put up her act of harshness, but the poor girl just can't. :(

the fatui agents were confused, seeing their merciless leader so.. submissive for someone.. they do their best not to question and keep their heads down. she immediately clears her throat, staring at the agents in the office.

"leave my office immediately..!"

she stammers out ever so slightly. commanding her useless agents to leave. they leave immediately just as she asked. not questioning or glancing at her in shame and fear. the second she hears the door click, her stoic act completely melted. she lets out a sigh she didnt know she was holding in. she holds your waist so tenderly. pulling you in closer to her, hiding her face into your shoulder.

"what did i say about knocking first dear..?"

she says softly, in an completely different tone as earlier.

"sorry! i wanted to see you!"

you apologise, patting her back a little to show her you meant it. she cant help but smile, burying her head into your shoulder more. shes a blushing mess right now and you know it. she would never act so.. vulnerable in front of anybody else. her dangerous, yet soft hands gently squeeze your waist.

"what an handful.."

for ptn i'd feel like rahu would fit so well for this. poor little puppy girl cant hold in her small smile as you hold her hand. rambling to her while shes on duty. shes blushing over the smallest things and she doesnt like being seen in public like that :(

maybe even iron or ninety-nine would fit too

#bei replys #bei randoms #arlecchino x reader #acheron x reader

[pleasingforharry]

OMG NIALL WALKING IN ON COLLE!HARRY AND QUIET!YN AND HE BRINFS IT UP AT PRACTICE AND COACH HEARS

messy, messy. I LOVE IT

warnings: smutty smutty smut.

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college!harry x quiet!yn

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Y/N isn't the loud one. Harry is.

He can’t help but let out the pure ecstasy he feels when he's with his girlfriend. Any way she'll let him have her, Harry is a moaning mess.

When he wakes up and can only think about the taste of her come on his tongue, Harry will slide down until he's placed between his two favorite legs. Y/N will find her hands in his hair to guide him, own him, control him, as he licks into her like a starved animal.

And when he isn't nose deep in her cunt, his voice will express his thankfulness through raspy moans that sound through their closed door. Y/N digs her head back into the pillow, whimpering from the tight squeeze inside her, soon to explode when Harry suckles on her clit as his final blow.

Her legs are sore from how spread Harry kept them as they walk down the stairs of the frat house. Y/N's cheeks are boiling hot from the inevitable guilt she feels after the sinful things her boyfriend yanks out of her. Harry only smirks smugly behind her, thinking of the next time he'll have her.

Niall and the boys are in the living room—knowing looks sit on their faces as the couple appear. Y/N rolls her lips inward and avoids all eye contact when she finds a spot on one of the couches—leaving space between her and Harry. As if it helps stop their accusations.

"Animals, I tell you," Niall teases. Y/N groans under her breath, before angrily smacking her boyfriend. But he’s unbothered and still licking the taste of her off his lips.

The boys in the frat house will know when the couple isn’t simply watching TV in Harry's room because he will make it known through his unashamed vocals. So, that day when Niall went to wake the couple up and didn’t get Harry’s warning, he was... scarred.

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"Ready, baby?" Harry whispers against his girlfriend's lips. He was down on his elbows so they could feel each other's bodies and the warmth radiating between them.

Y/N nods and tightens her arms around Harry's neck. He smiles and looks down between them as he pushes his cock inside his home. Y/N immediately reaches for his hair to tug on to accompany her gasp.

"Fuck!" Harry groans as she clenches around him before he can even bottom out. "Squeezing me so fucking good, aren't you, babygirl?" Harry chuckles, looking back up to become face to face with Y/N. Her eyes are doe and glimmering as she stares back at him with complete admiration and love.

"Yes, oh my god," She gasps, feeling every inch sliding and invading her space so good. "More, dove. Please."

Harry presses his lips to Y/N but doesn't kiss her. "I'll give you everything. Anything you want, baby," he says, while one of his hands reach back to grab her leg and spread it. His cock is thankful as it slides farther inside her—stretching her once again.

Y/N and Harry are breathing into each other's mouths as he finds a slow thrusting pace. Usually, he can't control the moans that escape him, feeling so fucking good inside her. But right now, his body is in shock. Something about today, something about her... Harry can't get anything loud out.

"I love you," Y/N whimpers as her head falls back to lengthen her neck. Harry immediately sinks his teeth into the open field of skin. His knees vibrate from digging into the mattress—the pleasure makes him pulse inside her.

"Yeah, baby?" He says between kissing her thin neck. "Gonna let me love you? Fuck you with all the love I got?" Y/N nods wildly and tightens her grip in his hair.

"Please, I want it." She finds the strength to look between them and watch Harry's cock pound in her.

"Yes, yes!" Harry groans before hiding in Y/N's neck. Their session might be ending faster than he expected. With her squeezing her walls and entertaining his pain kink in his hair, Harry finds his release approaching rapidly. "I'm gonna come so fucking hard, baby."

"I want it. Please, Harry," she whines. Her words are soft, needy, and all for him.

Instead of letting out his usual long, lengths of expressive groaning, Harry quietly whimpers in his girlfriend's neck—letting her keep this intimacy between them.

"I'm close, dove," she tells him. Her eyes roll back, completely ready to let the pleasure consume her. She holds her boyfriend close. His body weight toppling her and crushing her, perfectly, helps her tip over the edge.

Harry slows down his thrusts, wanting Y/N to feel the stretch, the burn. "Come on, give it to me, baby," Harry finds her ear and nibbles on her lobe. "Be a good girl."

Y/N digs her nails into his hair as her walls squeeze his cock. She's stuck in a gasp, body frozen, while the pleasure overstimulates her.

"That's it. You did so good for me, Y/N," Harry whispers to her, speeding his thrusts to chase after his own release. "Gotta reward you, baby. Gonna fill you up with all my come. Just for you, always." Y/N nods weakly, holding onto him again.

Her sight is glassy as she stares up at her sweaty boyfriend. His thick, clenching abs contract and pulse with each thrust. She wants lick a trail, all the way up to his neck.

Harry suddenly raises, sitting up on his knees. He holds Y/N's legs by the underside of her knees and spreads them wider. His cock finds itself deeper in its exploration.

"Right there, right in your stomach," Harry pants as he smirks at the sight. Y/N laid out, completely fucked and open for him. He moves faster, feeling his release only a few thrusts away. "God."

Harry tilts his head to the ceiling as he bites his lip. He's quiet and focusing on the pleasure shivering his bones.

He's so close.

One thrust.

And another.

A few more.

And—

"Hey, H. I brought—oh what the fuck!"

Y/N is up and alert, snapping her knees shut. Harry groans and falls on top of his girlfriend to cover her up. He looks over his shoulder and wishes death on his roommate at the door.

"Come the fuck on, Niall. What ever happened to knocking?" Harry sharply spits at him. Y/N could literally die on the spot and she'd happily accept it.

"I thought you guys were sleeping. You were so quiet, H," Niall defends himself, his hand covering his eyes.

"What?" Harry hisses.

"I mean, you're usually shouting at the top of your lungs when you're—well, you know," Niall trails off.

Y/N covers her face with both of her hands and groans. She tries to escape from under Harry, but he simply keeps her there by his hips. He wipes her hands away from her face so she can look at him.

"I'm not finished with you," He mouths, before looking back over his shoulder at Niall. "Doesn't fucking matter. Knock next time. Now get out!"

"No need to get pissy with me. It's not my fault you decided you use your inside voices," He teases before falling into a pit of laughter from his own joke.

The couple listens as Niall closes the door behind him and is calling for the boys as he speeds down the stairs.

When they're finally alone again, Harry looks down at his girlfriend. She is bright red, avoiding eye contact. He grabs her chin and turns it as he leans down.

"Hi, pretty baby," He smiles playfully.

"I hate you," she mutters. "I hate you so much, right now."

"Why? This isn't my fault," He laughs, kissing her before she can answer. But Y/N swats him away.

"Get off, I need to get dressed," she mutters, pushing at his chest.

"Why? We aren't done," Harry says and kisses her again. He just can't get enough of her.

Y/N rolls her eyes. "After being caught like this, oh yes, we are."

Harry falls so his elbows are on either side of her head. "Come on, I'll make it up to you," He whines. "Two more rounds then I suck on your pretty, pretty cunt. How's that sound?" He wiggles his eyebrows at her.

Y/N huffs, knowing how much she wants that but can't get over getting caught just now. She'll never be able to leave this room again.

"Stop thinking about it. Niall didn't see anything, I covered you up. No one is allowed to admire this body but me," Harry kisses a trail along her jaw, already starting another pace inside her cunt. He never pulled out, but Y/N was too embarrassed to notice his cock is still inside her.

She gasps at her sensitivity. "That's possessive. I'm an independent woman, and I choose who sees my body. Not you," she argues and pokes his nose.

"Oh, really?" Harry cocks an eyebrow up while continuing to thrust in her.

"Really. Male."

Harry laughs, before kissing his girlfriend once again. He can't stop the urge. "Well, Female, you're fucking mine. And that means, only I get your body."

Y/N flicks his forehead. "Only because I allow it."

"You can't resist me." Harry moves faster in her, causing her words to get stuck. "You're mine. But it's also vice versa. You control me, baby. Anything you want, I'm gonna give you. And I love it," Harry whispers, before his pace fastens.

Y/N groans and grips his hair. "Then shut up and give me my two orgasms, male." Harry's eyes darken, before he gives her exactly what she wants.

-

Harry has his soccer bag on one shoulder, Y/N's camera's case on the other. The couple walks up the hill to the soccer field together. Before it comes into view and as the couple are still out of sight, Harry stops Y/N from walking.

"What? What happened?" She asks. Harry only smiles and leans forward to kiss her.

Y/N confusedly accepts the gesture, holding onto his shoulders. When he pulls back, Y/N lifts an eyebrow.

"I kinda want to take you back to the frat house and eat you out," He says so nonchalantly that Y/N almost trips on air.

"Harry!" she scolds him. "Don't say things like that in public. Let's go." Y/N tries to move past him to continue on the trail, but Harry grabs at her waist.

"But I really want to. Like badly," He leans forward to meet foreheads with his girlfriend, "I'll buy you ice cream. What do you say, baby?" He smirks.

Y/N pats his chest and steps back. "You're gonna buy me ice cream anyway." Harry throws his head back to laugh as he follows his girlfriend up the hill to the soccer field. His hand stays under her shirt to hold her waist. He just always need to feel her.

When the couple make it and walk through the gates, Harry joins the rest of the boys gathered in conversation while Y/N looks for her uncle, Coach James.

"Well, well, well, isn't it lover boy," one of Harry's teammates announce as he places his bag against the gates. Harry only nods while he sits down to put his cleats on.

Niall smirks widely as he approaches his friend. "So, feeling refreshed and all?" Harry shoots him a dark look.

"You embarrassed Y/N. Don't let that shit happen again. Knock next time," Harry hisses at Niall.

"Yeah, I'm not gonna remember that," Niall shrugs and sits down next to Harry.

"Wait, what happened?" someone asks as the group merges over to Harry and Niall—a normal occurrence as all of them love to brag at the fact that "Harry Styles hangs out with them at practice."

Niall glances up and realized the group is hovering over them. All of a sudden, a grin breaks on his face and it widens like a Cheshire cat. Harry notices in the corner of his eye, and the glare he gives his friend could burn his face. "Don't even think about it."

Coach James is in the shed when Y/N walks in. "Hi, Uncle James," she whispers so she doesn't scare him.

He turns around from lifting a bag of soccer balls from a messy pile of equipment. "Hey, kiddo. How's your day going?" He asks while going back to his task.

"Great, I think I did good on my Comp exam today," Y/N says. She leans her shoulder against the shed door.

"That's amazing to hear, kiddo. I'm proud of you," Coach James stops what he's doing to turn to her. "Come here," He lifts his hand up, and Y/N walks up to him to gladly accept the high five.

"Thank you," She smiles widely.

Coach James chuckles, his hands finding his hips. "Hey, think you can do me a favor?" Y/N nods. "Can you pump the balls in this bag? I need to get practice started."

"Yeah, of course," she shrugs and sets her camera case down. Coach James sighs and pats her head.

"Thanks, kiddo." He grabs the other bag of balls, before walking out. "Just bring the bag out when you're done." Y/N gives him a thumbs up that he laughs at. The girl turns around to start her task.

Coach James leaves the shed and finds his boys in a semi-circle, watching Niall and Harry bicker back and forth. He rolls his eyes and simply grabs the cones to set up the field for the first drill.

"Niall, shut up!" Coach James hears Harry snap at his teammate.

"Funny from someone who can't."

"Nothing is wrong with making noises during sex, you imbecile," Harry growls. Coach James pauses, turning his head to his team of boys.

Niall is crossing his arms with a wide grin on his face. "Never said it was. I wish you were making noises before I had to walk in on—“

"Shut up, Niall!" The rest of their teammates howl in laughter. "I'm gonna get you back for embarrassing her. Don't think I won't."

"Embarrassing her? I was saving her from whatever the fuck you were doing! You were holding her legs like she was a ragdoll. What happened to manners?" Niall throws his head back to laugh. But it doesn't last long before Harry is charging at him.

They land hard on the ground—Harry holding Niall down by his collarbones. "What we do is none of your business, nor anyone else's so stop talking!"

"I was concerned!" Niall groans from the impact.

Coach James is running over, yanking Harry off. "Oh, no need. I took great care of her when you left," Harry replies before he could process what he says.

His eyes widen when they look up at his coach. He curses under his breath. "Sorry, Coach." Niall stands up and rolls his lips inward to hold in his laugh.

But Coach James is giving a deathly glare to both of them. The rest of the players are watching cautiously.

"Talk about my niece like that again and you're off the team. I don't give a fuck. Don't do it," Coach James spits at them. "Understand?" He cocks his head to the side.

Both Niall and Harry, and the rest of the team nods.

Y/N appears from the shed, wondering why Coach James hasn't gotten the team running yet. She holds one of the soccer balls and finds her uncle scolding her boyfriend and his friend.

Coach James stands up straight and darts away, his face expressionless. Y/N lifts an eyebrow in confusion.

"Everything okay?" She calls out to her uncle. Coach James looks up and sees Y/N—worry etched on her face. He turns to his players and motions to his niece.

"Everyone apologize. Now!" He shouts. Y/N's eyes widen when twenty-something boys look at her. She hates it.

The team apologizes like their coach instructed while Harry is walking up to her.

Y/N stays frozen, lost and awkward. She waits until Harry is in front of her before she sighs out a breath.

"What's happening?" She asks.

Harry only leans down and kisses his girlfriend. It's quick but passionate, not wanting to embarrass her because she's not a fan of PDA.

"I'm sorry, baby," he whispers, forehead meeting hers.

"Why? What did you do?" She shakes her head in confusion.

"Niall was making fun of us because of what happened." Y/N gasps, realizing all of the other players now know. "And I said something disrespectful in front of them. I shouldn't have. I'm sorry." Y/N couldn't focus on Harry's apology as she's freaking out in her head.

But Coach James comes to the rescue.

"One word about what you heard gets out and everyone will be doing solely sprints for the rest of the season. Got it?"

Without hesitation, a group shout of "Yes, Coach," eases Y/N's. She looks at her uncle, and he winks at her. Harry smirks, highly impressed and thankful for Coach James.

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#harry styles x reader #harry styles #harry styles x yn #harry styles imagine #harrystyles #college!harry #harry styles blurb #college!harry x quiet!yn #harry styles oneshot #harry styles smut

[facefullofsadness]

THAT SAKURA FIC…. was so good omfg.. do you by chance have any sub ish/switch yunjin thoughts bouncing around because i will die on the switch!yunjin hill as a soft!dom/switch reader….

tysm for liking the kkura fic!!! and YES OMG, love to headcanon basically every idol as a switch bc I am one LMAO

content - me rambling ab how obsessed I am w yunjin, ig smut? I mean I'm just sharing my thoughts lol

wc - 685

yunjin is such an auditory person.

I feel like regardless of taking on a dom/sub role, she lovesssss sound. so like I just imagine if she's topping, she'll moan with you as she slides her slick pussy against yours.

she's all, "fuck y/n, your pussy feels so good. can you feel it too? can you feel how fucking wet I am for you? you're driving me insane." GRRR SHE'S SO HOT !!

like even if she's in a dom situation, she'll BEG YOU to let her fuck you. and when you do, she'll be all whiney and desperate in your ear, saying how badly she missed how warm and dripping your hole is around her fingers. giving service top energy I suppose.

"god how I missed this pussy. you just take my fingers so well and feel fucking incredible around me. more baby? do you need more? don't hold back on me now."

IMAGINE IMAGINE she wakes you up at night, deep voice all low and croaky, and she rasps out so sexily in your ear, "babe, please please let me eat you out. you don't even have to stay awake, I just need to taste you." LIKE??!??!

and all of that ^^ already rides the fine line of her being a switch on her (kinda) dom side. just imagine her subby.

bc on the flip side, instead of fucking your pussy with her own, her holding you by your thighs and grinding, you're instead guiding her hips while she's on top of you.

"that's it baby, you can do it. grind against me just like that," you say, kissing her neck as she's clutching onto your shoulders and eyes squinted shut.

"ah y/n! please please, fuck it feels so good, fuck me harder please baby..." yunjin moans out.

you flip her onto her back where ur now on top of her, your guys' legs intertwined, and you hug her leg that's up in the air, fucking your cunt hard against her clit.

she pathetically moans your name and throws her head back, her hands clawing at the sheets and it worries you that she might actually rip them. and she's sooo vocal.

it gets you off to hear how good you fuck her and it only increases the sheer amount of arousal coursing through your body. she loves it just as much. in both dom and sub situations, yunjin gets hornier at your moans, her own moans, the wet squelching of fingers fucking each other's holes, the slurping lewd loudness of giving head, the slippery mess of grinding pussies with one another. she's so obsessed with it (she is a producer and composer after all yk yk).

also in my mind, although I don't think she's sensitive, as opposed to someone like chaewon or winter who in my mind, you trail your fingertips against their abdomen and they shiver. yunjin's not like that, but I do see her feeling ignited when you're direct.

say you come up behind her while she's playing guitar sitting down, wrapping ur arms around her waist and kissing her neck while you moan with every mark. oh, the way she'd throw her head back and give you more space, her breathing immediately getting heavier.

or even imagine sitting on her lap while ur at the lsfm dorm for a movie night (how many fucking "movie night at their dorm" fanfics have you read? add +1 to ur list!), or vice versa, and leaning in to her ear and let out an orgasmic moan. just for fun! just for shits and giggles!

the way her body would tense up and thighs would clench. she'd look at you in the eyes and you would chuckle at how much lust immediately filled her's.

anyway to conclude, both of you being switches would curate a dynamic where you could both play either role you wanted when either of you wanted it. if one day u wanted to bottom, she'd top you. if one day she wanted to bottom, you'd top her. yunjin just loves fucking you and loves being fucked by you.

a/n - I feel like my headcanon that she loves sound during sex was purely self indulgent and not a part of what anon was asking but HEY! this is my blog shhhh, let me have my fun! anon, idek if this is what you wanted, I feel like this isn't even that LMAO, she's barely even a sub in this DDD:

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[sourcherryandsprinkles]

Dancing with our hands tied | Rafe Cameron x Reader

Summary: Secrets gets spilled during an afternoon drinking beer with your best friend’s brother 

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: drinking, heavy kissing

Request: heyyy can u do number 5 (''Did I just say that out loud?'') and it's a  rafe x kook!reader that is sarah bestfriend but sarah wasn't home when she stopped by and rafe invites for her to wait for sarah. even tho shes a little hesitant she decided to wait for her but instead gets left alone with rafe for the whole day. she thinks that he hates her (thinks she's weird, stupid, funny, ugly) so she covers it up by being sarcastic and mean when he's actually secretly in love with her and they pick on eachother all the time and after a few too many drinks and hours together she begins to mumble about how rafe is so hot but such a dick as rafe is opening another beer bottle (or literally anything that is normal but completely hot) and thats when he is like "huh🤭" and shes like "omg did I say that out loud😦" and it ends however u want😘

Note: I didn't plan for this to get more than 1k, but it happened and I'm not mad 🤭

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‘’Sarah’s not here,’’ Rafe announced when he answered the door. ‘’She went to Charleston with Rose and Wheezie. Girls trip. She didn’t tell you?’’

You frowned. ‘’Eh, no.’’

‘’You can wait for her here if you want. They should be back today.’’

The idea of being alone with Rafe didn't enchant you — he was self-centered, arrogant and had an open dislike for you —, but didn't feel like going home. Your parents were having marital issues and you needed a break from their arguments.

You followed him to the balcony, which was a mess from Rafe's last party. There were half empty liquor bottles, unopened beers and wrappers of various sorts all over the table. You could spot a bong among the mess too.

Rafe sat on the couch and grabbed a bottle from the table. ‘’Want a beer or something?’’

It was only 1pm, but why not.

You took a beer, not seeing any mixing liquids to make drinks, but struggled to open it. You tried to look for a beer cap opener, but Rafe took the bottle from you and opened it with the bottom of a lighter.

‘’Thanks,’’ you said, taking a sip of your drink.

Neither of you said anything for a bit, sitting and drinking beer in silence. Occasionally, you could hear the chirps of the birds, the swish of the waves...and the annoying noise of Rafe's phone as he texted. Who has their keyboard sound on?

You finished your beer and Rafe offered you another one. ‘’Do you know what time Sarah will arrive?’’

Rafe shook his head, lips around the rim of his beer bottle. ‘’Nope.’’

You sighed and leaned further into the couch cushions. Great.

More time passed and you found yourself glancing curiously at your balcony companion. The sleeve of his shirt was hugging his bicep and you absentmindedly bit your lip. You knew he went to the gym with Topper and Kelce, but you never took time to notice how toned he was.

Your eyes shifted up to his face, and when you did, you saw his gaze pointed down towards your bare legs and the bottom of your dress, but he was steadily making his way back up to your face. He licked his lips as he looked you over, and immediately you were squeezing your crossed legs closer together.

‘’Is that a new dress?’’ Rafe played with the hem of your dress, exposing a small part of your thigh. ‘’Red looks better on you than blue.’’

‘’If you don't get your hand off of me, the next shade of red you'll see will be coming from your nose.’’

He laughed, a stupid grin etched on his face, and turned his body fully towards your own, leaning an elbow onto the back of the couch to rest his head on his fist. ‘’Feisty, I like it.’’

You rolled your eyes and took a long sip of your beer, wishing Sarah would get home faster. You’ve been in Rafe’s presence for over two hours and your patience was wearing thin with him. You pulled out your phone and tried texting her, but got no response.

A sigh left your lips.

‘’If you’re bored, we could take a dip in the hot tub?’’

You scoffed. ‘’With you? No thanks,’’ you replied. ‘’Besides, I don’t have my bikini.’’

‘’Sarah has many, or you can go naked. I don’t mind.’’

You glared at him with disgust.

Rafe nodded. ‘’I’ll take that for a no…’’

After your second beer, the alcohol was starting to kick in, feeling a light pleasing buzz.

You sank into your seat, swishing your third beer. ‘’Ugh, why so hot if such a dick?’’ you mumbled to yourself.

Being at an arm distance, Rafe had heard you — unfortunately. He cocked an eyebrow, a smug look on his face. ‘’What was that?’’

Realization hit you and you wanted to be swallowed by the couch. Or better, throw yourself off the balcony. ‘’Shit. Did I say that out loud?’’ you asked yourself.

Amusement washed over Rafe’s face. He leaned forward slightly, squinting as he studied you. You weren’t drunk, he’s seen you drunk before. Tipsy, perhaps. ‘’It that the alcohol speaking some truth?’’ He was pretty close by then, close enough that you could smell him — a mix of beer and expensive cologne.

‘’Fuck off, Rafe.’’ You put down your beer and stood, rounding the table to head to the sliding door. ‘’Tell Sarah to call me when she gets home. I’m going.’’

Rafe stopped you. ‘’Wait.’’

A tired sigh left your lips.

He licked his lips and ran a hand through his hair, about to spill something he had buried deep inside him. ‘’If it makes you feel better, I think you’re hot too.’’

You laughed, half genuine and half influenced by the effects of alcohol.

‘’You think I’m fucking with you, but I’m not.’’ Rafe wrapped an arm around your waist and tugged you to him. You let him. ‘’I tried to get you out of my head — I mean, you’re Sarah’s friend —, but it’s not working. Everytime you’re over, I find myself looking at you and wishing I could bend you over the kitchen table.’’

You felt your heartbeat stutter a few times. ‘’The kitchen table?’’

‘’Or the couch right here.’’ He flashed you a devilish grin, a rush of dirty thoughts running through his head. ‘’You pick.’’

His dazzling blue eyes were looking right at you, and — fuck — you wanted him to kiss you. But you couldn't. It was part of the friendship code. No hooking up with someone’s brother behind their back.

Being forbidden made you want him more, though…

Sorry, Sarah, you thought before smashing your lips on his.

Rafe kissed you back and pulled you to his lap, hands slowly roaming your body. They slid from your back to your waist, over the curve of your hips, and down until he was roughly squeezing at your thighs.

He forced his tongue into your mouth without hesitation and you let out a soft moan, rutting your hips against him impulsively and igniting the fire.

Your hands went from his face to his hair, eliciting a moan when you pulled. His fingers slid just beneath the hem of your short dress, sending a wave of tingles across your skin as you immediately felt his bulge harden against your thigh.

The good thing about Tannyhill was that there were no neighbors and the backyard gave right on the ocean. There were no ways for anyone to see what you and Rafe were up to on the balcony, which was a good thing because neither of you felt like stopping to get inside the house.

Rafe pulled his mouth away from yours suddenly, a smug grin on his lips. The world around you seemed to spin, and you didn’t know if it was from the beers or the smaller amount of air into your lungs from the intense kiss.

You looked over your shoulder, the door reminding you that your friend would be home soon.

Sensing your train of thought, Rafe grabbed your chin and made you look at him. ‘’Sarah is not coming back until tomorrow afternoon,’’ he said, dropping his forehead to rest against yours. He sounded just as breathless as you.

‘’What?! But you told me—’’

‘’I lied.’’ He dropped a kiss on your shoulder, then slipped the thin strap off, slowly exposing more of your body. ‘’I wanted you to myself and saw an opportunity.’’

‘’I’m glad you did.’’ You leaned up, kissing him once more, and sucking on his bottom lip in the process. 

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[konigsblog]

hi orla baby! how are you? i hope you’re having an amazing day, because you deserve it! remember to eat and sleep well, stay hydrated and always keep smiling 🩷 i love you!

it’s my birthday today, and i was thinking about birthday sex with simon >.< like he surprises us by coming home early just to be with us for our birthday bcs he knows how important birthdays are for us & he also knows how much we miss him (i’m overly clingy 🥹) i don’t care if he’s rough or gentle, i just want him so much :(((( literally cannot stop thinking about belly bulge— size kink, a mix of praise n degradation and breeding with him omg

so sorry for only getting this done now, i've been pretty busy lately and haven't been able to get around to this one :((( thank you so much!!! i hope you're doing alright and i hope you enjoyed your birthday!! 🌟 i love you GRHRFGR;

BIRTHDAY GIRL

simon ghost riley x f.reader (it's your birthday, and the birthday girl gets her wishes) drabble i guess 🙁

tw; size kink, praising and degrading, unprotected sex (use protection) belly bulging, use of pet names. message me if i missed any.

simon told you he wouldn't be back in time for your birthday, that he had extra work assigned and price wasn't letting it go. you were upset, but you couldn't get mad at simon because it wasn't his choice!!! deciding to bake some cookies to cheer yourself up.

too distracted by the loud music blarring from your headphones to notice a pair of strong arms wrapped around your body, one hand covering your mouth. you panicked, up until you smelled that familiar and comforting scent, simon. “si–” your body thrown onto the island countertop, the look in his eyes expressing desire :((

taking his girthy and lengthy cock out, slapping against his abdomen as he ripped your pajama shorts off. pushing the tip of his cock into your panties, getting the material all soaked as he fucked your thigh making you whine for his meaty size inside you. “patience, birthday girl..” that seductive tone in his voice drove you wilddd!!!

he got you all slick and dripping, grasping at his hand and begging so kindly, telling him you'll be good, a deep chuckle flowing into your ears. pulling on your smaller hips and tugging your body closer to his big length, panties off and laying next to your head. slowly easing into your slit before into your hole, immediately grunting at the tightness, growing even harder than he was before!!! “missed this precious pussy..”

his pace increased quickly, giving you barely enough time to adjust before he was ramming into your needy cunt!! “take it, take it like the good girl you are.” stuffing his fingers into your mouth to muffle your whimpering sounds, balls smacking against your ass repetitively as he continued to fuck your tightness :(

you squealed his name desperately, the knot in your stomach already threatening to snap! “si– please, fuc–!” you gasped, his grasp on your hips tightening at the sounds of your moans and whimpers, watching as he bulges out your belly. “not yet, sweethear'.. look at that, bulging right out your stomach.. so– small..” it was true, you're tiny in comparison to him, his hand placed over your stomach before pressing down, making you gasp and clutch onto him.

you could sense he was getting close; his grip tightening, broad hips bullying into you. “stupid baby, strugglin' to take my big cock.. such a sweet girl– bet you've been desperate for this, yeah?” you knew he wanted an answer, but you were too far gone to say anything. “simon, i'm gonna cu–” pulsing around his again and again, cumming around his size and squirting against his abdomen, coating him in your slick.

simon spurted warm and sticky seed deep inside tour wetness, his thumb rubbing at your cunt before he pinned your wrists above your head, encircling your wrists with his fingers before holding it in one first above your head. “mm', not done with you, baby.. missed that stupid face, so needy, all slick..”

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[floppydiskettess]

Hello! I was wondering if you could do headcanons for the valorant agents: Gekko, Neon, Yoru, Phoenix with sova and chamber or whoever you feel with an s/o that when they’re in danger is able to kill whatever or whoever’s endangering them wether it’s like 15+ people or so (like Millie with moxie from helluva boss)

hi anon! tysm for the request!!!! this was a blast to write ahhh!!! :D (also i love helluva boss omg)

but i hope i wrote this right!!!

Gekko

the two of you were on a mission at bind, it was simple. you go difuse the spike while he was assigned to watch your back.

he had to walk a few feet away to pick up wingman for five minutes, you would be fine right?

once he picked up wingman, he heard a loud bang behind him and a loud celebratory woop

"oh fuck."

he turned around and saw the familar wild colours from raze's showstopper.

"no no no! shit you good?" he called through the smoke

he hated the silence he recieved back. as the smoke cleared he saw your paint covered and burnt body.

"...cariño?...shit, wingman, go get the others. i got these guys."

he pulled out his customized spectre as he prepared to fight. he detained as many as he could before swiftly wiping them out one by one.

when the team arrived with wingman, sage quickly rushed to your side to aid you.

once he finished taking care of the enemies, he ran to your side

"i am so sorry...i thought i could go grab wingman but you got hurt...i am really sorry.."

Neon

a/n: this is small bc i wrote a whole ass essay for neon and it deleted....im so mad...im just trying to summarize it

"HOY! IM PISSED."

that was the last thing before you felt a sharp pain in your stomach as your vision went black.

you don't know what happened, but somehow yoru had gotten behind you. it was supposed to be a quick and simple mission. neon took A-site and you took B-site. unfortunately, right when neon approached B-site to check on you. she saw it.

red. the snow was covered in a beautiful shade of red. and it wasn't from your attacked. neon could feel electricity enter her fingertips as she lost control of her abilities.

you felt neon carrying you before falling uncomcious.

neon carried you to the jet and brought you to sage.

"im sorry...when i saw them like that i just...lost control of my abilities.."

"its ok, you did it to protect them. you saved them."

Phoenix

he was just returning from his "run it back" when he opened his eyes to see the enemy phoenix staring back at him, aiming his ghost at his own forehead.

he went to grab for his ghost but he found an empty holster.

"ah shit."

"you really thought i wouldn't just take your weapon? i'm not as foolish as you are."

phoenix braced for impact as he heard the gun fire, but the shot never came. he nervously opened his eyes to see you standing infront of him, a gunshot hole through your shoulder as you pushed the enemy phoenix away.

"dear?! what the-"

he watched as your limp body falls to the ground, feeling worry and rage overtake him.

"oh fam...your gonna regret that." he says to the opposite phoenix as the rest of his team approaches for backup.

when skye arrived at the site to treat you, she did not expect to see 5 charred bodies sprawled across the ground.

"mate...what happened?!"

"they ambushed us. (name) saved me cause i made a dumb mistake. go heal them, i am fine." he said with a dark tone to his voice

when skye healed you and you awoke, you were immediately greeted to the smell of burning. you turned your head towards phoenix as you saw him crouch beside you.

"thank god...why would you do that?! i'm sorry if i had checked my surroundings better you would have-" he rambles

you cut him off with a kiss as you feel his tired body begin to relax.

"no. i should have thought of a better plan. i am sorry i worried you."

for the next few days of your recovery, he will be by your side assisting you with anything you need. both of you content to try and ignore what happened that day.

Yoru

prior to meeting you, he was an extremely anger filled person. he still gets angry easy, but not as badly as before. you taught him how to control his emotions

but if he were to see you ganged up on in a mission, he would just lose control.

he was over at A-site at haven preparing to extract the radianite, before hearing your frantic voice shout through the comms for backup.

his heart dropped, he realized why his site was so empty along with the others. they had five-stacked onto one site. you had gone to C-site all alone. shit.

he immediately threw the spike towards Astra who had accompanied him to the A.

"stay here. i will go provide backup."

"alone? alright...stay safe."

he quickly teleported to your C-site to be met with a shocking sight. your battered and blood covered body lying down on the rough ground. burns and scratches littered your arms and legs. phoenix..

he looked up from your body to see the enemy phoenix, jett, chamber, astra, and skye staring at him with bloodthirsty gazes. they had teamed up on you because you were alone... how fucking sick could they be to attack a helpless sentienel.

he felt himself snap as he caught the enemy phoenix's cocky smirk. the cunt was proud of what he did.

when you regain conciousness, you are lying on the ground surrounded by the shredded corpses of the omega agents, a stained red yoru standing above them with his famous butterfly comb stained.

"...ryo?"

he turns around and immediately runs to your side.

"shit...thank god you are awake. don't move. help is coming ok?" he softly whispers while carressing your blood matted hair.

"are they...?"

"don't worry about them, you are safe now darling..."

when you make it back to base, you find out he took them all down on his own. when astra arrived at the site she had to practically tear yoru off of where he was mauling the corpses of the omega agents bodies.

he was ordered to talk to sage about his anger, but he never regretted what he did. he did it to save you and all that mattered was he had you back with him.

Cypher

he is used to killing to protect those he loves, this is nothing new to him.

he might be a cold killer, but you always knew he would never hurt you.

if someone was threatening you, he would keep them away using blackmail, but if it was more serious, he was prepared.

he sat waiting at the doors for the agents who had gone on your mission to come back. he was ready to greet you but he never thought he would have seen KA/YO holding you slung over his shoulder covered in blood.

he immediately freezes as he watches KA/YO rush to Sage's office. but he quickly recovers and follows quickly behind silently.

when sage caught sight of your body, she grimaced knowing it was bad. she ordered everyone out and allowed her space to work.

cypher was left with no answers as to what happened, as he sat anxiously outside Sage's office he hears KA/YO's robotic voice informing Viper of what happened.

"they went to go flank A alone, but their cypher must have seen her coming. when we arrived at A-site they were gone with the spike, they must have ambushed y/n and left her there for us to find...it was..bad. skye was able to help a little bit but...when we got there, they were missing their hand. im pretty sure they were awake when they did it."

"bastards..."

cypher could feel his blood BOILING. it was one thing to knock someone out, it was another to mutilate someone while they were awake. that wasn't fighting, that was mere torture.

he knew in this job people would get hurt. but he never thought they would ever go this far.

he was greatful you had lived, but he felt a burning feeling in his body.

as viper walked by, she stoped and turned to simply say.

"i know she was special to you Cypher, but don't do anything stupid. we don't need two people to revive."

he stood in place before walking to his room, he would make sure they couldn't hurt you. EVER again.

at the peak of night, he slipped out of his room and headed towards the armoury. he grabbed a ghost and a phantom before quietly walking towards the loading dock. he would make them regret ever hurting you.

.......

in the morning, you were awoken to a tired looking sage.

"welcome back my child. you sure gave us a scare there. how do you feel?" she smiled wistfully

as she filled you in, you couldn't help but wonder where your partner was. typically he was by your bedside until you woke up.

"Ling...where is Cy?" you softly asked

she grinned at the nickname "don't worry, he is in brimstones office. your little boyfriend pulled a stunt to avenge you."

"oh god, is he ok? what did he do?" you sigh

"oh don't worry, he is fine! the agents who ambushed you on the other hand.."

you and sage converse for a while, before you see cypher nervously walk into the room

"my darling! how are you feeling? do you need anything?" he asks worriedly

"i feel good amir. don't worry. sage is taking good care of me!" you chuckle

he sighs in relief, he may have gotten a lecture (and maybe some cleaning duty...) but it was all worth it to see your face again.

☤ Sage ☤

full battle sage mode

she would grab an odin off her copies body and just start spraying.

"you will not kill my allies!"

the second the enemies were down, she rushes to your side to heal you.

she will work all night if she has to, as long as it brings you back to her

"please wake up dearest...i can't live without you."

sorry idk what to write for sage HELP

a/n: aaa tysm for the support on my last posts!! im so glad that people are enjoying these! :) im currently working on some other requests so stay tuned ^^!!

also i apologize for the delay!! i have kinda had a lack of motivation lately so i struggled to finish it...

#adhd #valorant x reader #valorant x y/n #valorant x you #cypher x reader #fanfiction #valorant brainrot go brrrrrr #valorant fanfiction #valorant #cypher x you #sage x reader #gekko x reader #neon x reader #yoru x reader #phoenix x reader

[itsclydebitches]

ok ok ok but imagine trent's daughter, Phoebe and Henry, on a playdate or exploring stadium together? Like how have these kiddos not become friends??

YOU'RE SO RIGHT, ANON.

Headcanon time:

During a weekend training Henry is visiting again, Roy's sister is sick so he's justifying the Best Uncle award Phoebe gave him last year (it's very glittery), and Trent's babysitter unexpectedly bailed. So they all trail into work with kids that day and Rebecca is like, "Excuse me this is not a fucking daycare."

She says this while giving them all a kiss.

Pheobe: "That's a bad word, Ms. Welton, you owe me a pound."

Henry and Phoebe immediately race outside to play with the team but Trent's daughter, who is both younger and has never played football before, is just the shiest little bean about joining in. Trent, expert in anxious parenting, is prepared to run damage control with her favorite coloring books but Ted holds him back and within ten minutes Phoebe is showing her the ropes while Henry is Very Seriously working to tie her hair back for her.

Henry: "Excuse me, Mr. Independent sir, but can I borrow another hair-tie?"

Trent: "... how do you know my name?"

Trent, internally: Wait. Mr. Independent isn't my name??

Trent, with shorter hair than in Season 2: "Never mind that. How do you know I have hair-ties?"

Henry, answering both questions: "Daddy."

[Trent.exe has stopped working]

Rebecca, shouting across the pitch: "Give her pigtails, Henry! There you go!"

So the crimmlet learns some football and Trent, after recovering from his Omg Ted Talks About Me to His Son panic almost sorta kinda cries about it. By this point the himbos are absolutely in love with the trio and would die for them, no hesitation. (Dani actually says this, which is mildly alarming for the kids). After some super secret techniques are shared -- Phoebe: "This is how you kick the ball into someone's face. Uncle Ted loves it!" -- they all decide that they should probably get some actual training done. Besides, Henry just brought up the West Ham game he went to and... uh...

Yeah. Best to scoot them on out of there. Unconditional love doesn't trump hatred of West Ham, unfortunately.

The stadium houses a team of pro athletes and a massive staff of sleep-deprived professionals, meaning that there's plenty of food to go around for lunch. Ted (childhood personified) and Trent (a domestic mess post-divorce) are both happy to let the kids pig out on snacks. A growled "Fuck that" from Roy sends them off to the kitchen downstairs.

Do stadiums have kitchens? No idea. Probably not. This one does!

Trent, carryout aficionado: "So... does anyone know how to cook?"

Roy: "Do I fucking look like I have time to cook?"

Trent: "This was your idea."

Roy: "Shut up."

Ted: "Hmm. I'm afraid I'm more of a baking man myself."

The kids have been sitting at the counter, heads ping-ponging back and forth as they watch their three guardians fail the basic task of feeding them. Luckily for their faith in adults, it's about this moment that the crimmlet remembers that this is Ted.

Biscuit Ted.

Did you know that Trent Crimm used to be in a band? A metal band? That for six months in college he rebelled in the only way he knew how - artistically - and screamed everything he was keeping bottled up inside until he learned to purge himself through vicious prose instead?

His daughter inherited his lungs.

A six-year-old's high-pitched screaming + the reverberation of a primarily metal space = Significant Pain. Ted's, "Holy moly, Ms. Banshee!" is barely audible and Roy just nopes out of the situation without a shred of guilt. Phoebe and Henry -- immune to loud noises in the way only children can be -- exchange a A Look over the top of the crimmlet's head. Because she's screaming for the biscuits Ted gives her every week.

Henry hasn't had his Dad's cookies in six months.

Phoebe hasn't had them at all.

Now the screaming is joined by Very Indignant Yelling.

Trent: "Ted just make them some fucking biscuits."

Ted: "Right because that's healthier than the vending machines!?"

But one sugary meal is worth saving their eardrums, so.

There's an immediate change in tune when Ted asks who's gonna help him lick the bowl. Instant peace. Baking with three kids is messy, to put it mildly, and Ted isn't entirely sure how flour got into Trent's hair, but it definitely has more white streaks in it than it did this morning. Without thinking, he reaches up to smooth some of the flour away, fingers dragging gently through a lock and brushing his cheek in the process.

[Trent.exe has stopped working x2]

Crimmlet, tugging his pantleg with little flour handprints: "Daddy can the biscuit man stay forever?"

Trent, voice strangled: "... sure, honey."

Higgins pops in to find an absolute disaster of a kitchen and the normally unruffled Trent with cheeks the color of maraschino cherries (what's that about?). After getting caught up on events -- what they're willing to admit to, anyway -- he gently informs them that he could have fixed the kids a meal not made out of sugar and butter. Ah well. Too late now.

Higgins: "Also, Ted, shouldn't you be coaching the boys?"

Ted: "I'm sure Beard has it well in hand."

[Hard cut to the team seated semi-circle around Beard. He's lecturing on the drugs they can take without tanking their careers. Many are taking notes.]

The one good thing about a sugar high is that the crash comes right afterwards. Pheobe managed to get the crimmlet on her shoulders and the three of them raced off to explore the stadium, burning with short-term energy. Trent is mildly concerned about them sneaking out, but Ted reassures him that there's security at every exit. You know, to keep any... uh...

Trent: Press out?

Ted: Not all the press.

Trent: Oh, so I'm an exception am I?

Higgins, still standing there, forgotten, thinking about the book Trent is writing and how yes, he's literally an exception??

Ted: Trent Crimm you are not only an exception, you are exceptional.

[Trent.exe has stopped working x3]

Higgins, internally: OHHHHHHHHH

Later, there is a brief moment of panic when they can't find the kids -- Roy: "Don't worry. I once lost Phoebe and she turned up in my neighbor's bathtub with a new haircut." Ted: "Huh. That there's a story for another time." -- but Will ushers them quietly into the storeroom where they're piled like puppies on a bed of clean laundry, fast asleep. Ted snaps a picture and immediately sends it to the Richmond group chat. The himbos all come running to see the wholesomeness for themselves.

Will, whispering: They're so cute!! ... wait, now I need to do the laundry again :(((

Dani: No. Do not. Their beautiful, sleepy essence will help us win games.

Will: ... weird, but alright.

Henry's getting a little big for this now, but Ted manages to lift him bridle style and gently presses a kiss into his hair. Trent tenderly picks his little girl up, hand cradling her curls.

Roy slings Phoebe over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. She doesn't stir.

Rebecca sternly tells them that they're never to do this again, but also if she doesn't see the trio soon they'll regret it. Here's the ten pounds I owe Phoebe. Also there had better be some biscuits left, Ted.

Henry only wakes when they're back at the apartment, Beard flipping through nature documentaries while Ted kicks his legs up into his lap. Henry squeezes between the two of them.

Ted: "You have fun today, kiddo?"

Henry: "Uh huh."

Ted: "Hey, what's Trent's daughter's name anyway?"

Henry: "Oh... I never asked."

Beard tuts. "Why you wanna know so bad?"

Ted: "I just figure I should know his kid's name before I ask him out."

[Trent, twelve miles West, suddenly and without any warning getting hit with an absolute fuckton of feelings]:

#Ted Lasso #Trent Crimm #Tedependent #Roy Kent #Rebecca Welton #Leslie Higgins #Henry Lasso #Pheobe #Trent's daughter #Ted Lasso fic #crack treated seriously

[techtalksfics]

Omg so if this isn't your thing do say but like headcannons on how the dad batch would react to omega getting her period

Your wish is my command. This is a new one on me so I wanted to give it a go. Never tried writing on this topic before so I hope this is okay!

This is also weirdly long and I don't know why! Maybe I'm making up for lost writing time.

Also, as mentioned briefly in the piece, I have no idea what technology or support they actually have for periods in the Star Wars universe so it's a little vague on the what and focuses on the how they respond part.

Headcannon: Bad Batch & Omega - First Period

Warnings: mentions of periods (?), it's fairly squeamish free but if you don't like period talk for whatever reason, DNI.

Wrecker

Wrecker isn’t embarrassed by periods. He doesn’t think it’s odd to buy products for Omega or help her through this crisis.

He just panics. He panics quite a lot. Too many choices. Too many types. Too many issues to handle. It fries his precious brain a little.

When Omega first approaches Wrecker, he'll scratch the back of his neck in shock at the issue. But he'd look at her pleading little face and immediately fall into dad mode.

He'd be a chaotic combination of panic over what he needs to do to help and happy that Omega had asked him for help.

Before doing anything else, he'd make sure Omega was nice and comfortable in her little den on the Marauder. Sacrificing his Lula to her for cuddling. If she wanted, he'd even tuck her in to make sure she was comfortable.

But as much as he'd try to be comforting, Wrecker is still Wrecker. So he may be a little loud, accidentally drawing a tad too much attention to the situation. But we can all forgive him for that. He's trying his best.

He'd willingly go into the shops for supplies. He has no embarrassment about buying everything she needs. The problem he has is...what the hell does she need?

He's standing in the shop, taking up most of the aisle, trying to read all the boxes to try and understand why there are eight variations of each product and why there is more than one product she can use. And no Wrecker, reading it out loud won't make it make more sense.

If he can't figure it out, he'd comm Tech for support. As much as it would the blind leading the blind, at least Tech could research for Wrecker or logically make a decision for him.

Eventually he'd give in and just fill his arms with various products, hoping he'd picked something right for Omega. It would look like he's ransacking a scrapyard for parts; his arms full of various things that she may need.

He'd return with everything she could possibly need. Literally anything she could possibly need and probably a lot of things she'll never need or use.

When he'd returned, he'd check on her regularly, making sure she was okay and helping however he possibly can. Bounding around, fetching things for her.

Rest assured - Omega is well taken care of.

Lying in her little den, curled in a ball, Omega tries to deal with this new, horrid sensation. The pain in her stomach, even in her legs and head. Holding Lula close, she simply lies there trying to feel comfortable.

As she lies there, she sees Wrecker's large, worried head pop past the curtain of her den. He'd look as if he was experiencing everything she was and the panic in his eyes is evident. He scratches his neck and asks, "you've got everythin' ya need now right? I ain't gotta get you anythin' else? I can go back if ya need something else? You got Lula too right?"

Omega giggles slightly at the accidental panic she'd caused in Wrecker. She loves how concerned he gets for her.

"Yeah, Wrecker, you got everything I could possibly need." She replies softly, still cuddling into Lula as she tries to ignore the pain. When a satisfied Wrecker disappears from view, she whispers, "you got me everything I could possibly need for at least a year."

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Tech

Much like Wrecker, Tech isn't embarrassed in helping Omega with problems. It's a simple matter of biology, completely natural; so why would he be embarrassed.

When Omega awkwardly approaches Tech about her period, Tech would initially be taken aback by the fact that she had chosen to approach him. He'd probably chalk it up to his analytical and scientific mind being the most approachable for a biological problem.

Naturally, Tech's form of dad mode is a little different than the others. He would quickly gather critical information on how to proceed. The little baby steps that he would need to know.

He would also question Omega, thoroughly, about what exact symptoms she was experiencing, about the flow and anything else he thought would be relevant.

Knowing that the immediate issue is, of course, going to be the sanitary products she would need. Tech would have no qualms about walking into a store and purchasing such things as, in his mind, this is all a matter of biology. So why would it matter that he is the one purchasing them? Although I imagine that, much like Wrecker, it would probably draw an eye or two.

He would pick specific products, strategically, based on the information that Omega provided. So unlike Wrecker, he would purchase precisely what was needed. He would probably also provide a very long (and embarrassing) run down on how exactly Omega needs to use the products.

He would make sure she had the things she needed for any pain and discomfort and would check in on her about her symptoms daily (and this would probably extend across the whole cycle until he had all the data he required to plan ahead on these matters).

In the following weeks, Tech would spend some of his free time researching everything he could on menstrual cycles and would start up an overly complex calendar tracking symptoms and the cycle to ensure that Omega is healthy. It's Tech's way of showing he cares, we all know this by now.

(Author's Note: Now, understandably, I have no idea what contraceptive and medical treatments would be available in the Star Wars universe so I'm avoiding the topic - but if it exists, I'm sure Tech would present these options to Omega, extensively).

Omega lies back, clutching the warm bottle to her stomach, watching Tech conduct research on periods. Occasionally rolling her eyes. She'd been rolling her eyes for the last twenty minutes. Tech was down his Tech-hole of research.

"Fascinating. A period could last anywhere from two to seven days." He says, still reading his screen, "we will need to keep a calendar to ensure that everything is healthy and ensure that there are no unnecessary problems."

"Tech -" Omega tries to interject. But unfortunately he keeps going.

"You will lose anywhere between 20 to 90ml of blood with each period so we will need to make sure that you have sufficient iron levels. I can monitor this quite easily with regular checks, of course."

"Tech -" Omega tries again.

"Then, of course, we will need to consider the side effects you may experience. Although you may not experience all of them. The list is quite extensive." He hasn't even noticed Omega trying to get him to stop. "Mood swings, bloating, stomach cramps, localised pain in the lower back and legs, acne or spotty skin -"

"TECH -" Omega's loud interjection causes Tech to jump slightly as he his eyes snap up to her. "I just need to go and lie down, okay?" Tech mutely nods and as Omega starts to walk away, she hears Tech quietly note, "certainly will be suffering mood swings when on her period."

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Hunter

Hunter would be a little more embarrassed about the prospect of dealing with periods and talking about all things to do with the female body and bodily changes. However, as we all know, Hunter reigns as dad supreme so would overcome the internal issues he has pretty quickly.

When Omega approaches Hunter, he'd internally be thinking "oh please no, not this". But externally, he'd freeze for a moment or two before awkwardly agreeing to help her. After a little time to collect his thoughts, his dad mode would be fully on.

He'd ask her about her symptoms and would probably discreetly research menstrual cycles so that he could make sure to get everything and do everything she'd need. It would be more discreet than Tech and his scientific exercises towards the problem.

After making sure she was comfortable, probably with some pain management from Tech and something warm and comforting for her to lie with, he'd leave to get some supplies for her.

Now, whilst he is in dad mode, he would be far more conscious of what he was doing than Tech or Wrecker. He was a grown man with a face tattoo, shopping for feminine products. I doubt he would consider it his finest moment but he knew that Omega needed it and that was all the support he needed through this moment.

He would probably be extremely confused about why there were so many options and after reading several different kinds, he would probably settle for one box of each (a little less than Wrecker's chaotic approach) and made sure that they all clearly stated what you were supposed to do with them. Although he couldn't get through all the instructions on the tampon box. Sometimes some information should be considered too much information for him.

Whilst he may not be as diligent or scientific about the process, Hunter would help Omega learn to track her own symptoms and make sure she knows that she can come to him anytime she needs help, if she thinks something is wrong or if she's in pain because of her period.

His usual calm and relaxed, and slightly awkward in this scenario, approach to her period would keep Omega calm and happy. Hunter always comes through for her when needed.

"I, uh, checked" he clears his throat awkwardly, "all of the information on what to do with the, uh, product is on the box so just follow the instructions and you'll be fine. You sort yourself out kid." He gently puts a hand on her shoulder, "and I'll go and talk to Tech about pain relief we have."

Once Omega emerged from the fresher area on the Marauder, Hunter gave her a soft, fatherly smile as he got up from his seat beside Tech. He walks over and kneels in front of her. "You okay, kid?" He asks.

"Yeah, I'm okay, Hunter."

"We've got your back, got it? Even you go through these, uh, changes." He clears his throat awkwardly again, scratching his jaw slightly.

When Omega hugs him and thanks him quietly, he's shocked for a moment. Surprised that him helping her with something so straightforward deserves a hug. But he snaps out of it and gives her a gentle hug back.

Another tender family moment checked off our list - just not the one we expected.

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Echo

Okay so, now we're heading much further into awkward town. Echo, sweet baby Echo, would be incredibly empathetic and caring. He doesn't like to see Omega in pain. But also, periods, feminine body changes, hormones...not really Echo's favourite topic of conversation. But he'll still try.

When Omega approaches Echo, I feel like he'd freeze for a moment. Frozen with an internal scream. Or an internal groan. He was hoping not to be around when this issue first arises. His fault for being closest to the fresher when it happens.

But, next to Hunter, I feel like Echo has a strong dad mode and he likes to help Omega wherever he can. Whilst this wouldn't be his first choice of 'ways to help', he's happy that she's comfortable enough to come to him about this and not bypass him completely.

He'd probably bring Hunter or Tech into the conversation, hoping they'd have some wisdom about what to do. Collectively, they'd help her with any pain or emotional issues she's having, however, even knowing he'd hate it, he volunteers to go and pick up supplies for her.

He'd awkwardly enter the store, trying desperately not to draw anyone's attention. His entire being would just look and be so awkward in this scenario. He'd quickly look at the products and pick up the sturdiest stuff and maybe one or two middling range and settle for that.

If he lingers too long, and an employee approaches him asking if he'd like help, he'd flush entirely with embarrassment and maybe awkwardly ask which is best for a teenage girl. Quickly explaining it's for his younger sister. He'd take any advice they give gratefully but you can tell he wants the ground to swallow him whole.

He'd quickly leave the store and give Omega what she needs. After making sure she's in no pain and needs nothing else, he'd check in with Tech to see if there's anything else he needs to do. Obviously if Tech has become aware of the situation, Echo knows he'll already have researched absolutely everything.

This awkward little bean will try his absolute best.

"Uh, Echo?" Omega says timidly, as she exits the refresher. "I've got a problem." Echo spins quickly in his chair, looking at her with concern.

"What's wrong, kid?"

"I, uh, I have just started my period and I don't have anything for it." Echo freezes, his fear of the problem evident on his face. He quickly shakes it off and gives a curt nod.

"Alright, let me go talk to Hunter. See if we can't sort something out for you." He gives her shoulder a reassuring squeeze before walking over to Hunter to have the most awkward conversation he will surely ever have with the man.

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Bonus: Crosshair

(I consider this a bonus one because we are yet to have a full family on the Marauder and I mostly wrote this because, honestly, I was giggling at the thought of Crosshair being approached about periods)

This will be an automatic call to arms for his brothers. He will not, I repeat not, deal with this. Not at all. For that reason, there shall only be a short snippet of how this would go.

When Omega exits the fresher, she looks around for Hunter or Echo. When she sees no one but Crosshair, not even Wrecker or Tech, on board, she sighs heavily and does an awkward shuffle over to Crosshair.

"Uh, Crosshair?" She says almost shyly. He knows it's going to be awkward, just by the way she approaches him. Her normal bubbly personality seems slightly dimmed.

"Yes, Omega?" He responds, his eyes narrowing slightly as he flips his toothpick from one corner of his mouth to the other.

"I, uh, just started my period and I don't have anything for it." Omega can't bring herself to look at him as she says this. But when he says nothing for several seconds, she finally looks at him. It's the first time she's ever seen him wide-eyed.

Eventually, he responds curtly, "oh, definitely no, kid." He stands abruptly and shouts out the open door of the Marauder, "HUNTER! The kid needs your help!" He exits the shuttle without looking back, leaving Omega standing there dumbstruck.

#the bad batch #omega the bad batch #tech badbatch #hunter bad batch #wrecker bad batch #headcanons bb #headcanons #omega and hunter #omega and wrecker #omega and tech #omega and echo #echo bad batch #crosshair bad batch #crosshair tbb #crosshair and omega #request #taking requests

[cozymoko]

Hello!! I’m so glad to see that you’re back online and taking requests once more! Can I ask for some HCs with Gojo Satoru with a S/O he always loves to push? I just love the idea of a super gentle, calm person who always tries to not show how truly possessive they can be getting stuck with someone like Gojo as a partner, who will of course notice their buried possessiveness and try to eagerly make them give into that and mark Gojo up a bit

(In his mind he’s like “Omg this could be such a fun game!! Imagine if they actually kabedon me due to their jealousy ahh” and Readers just like “I’m a monster who’s toxic and unhealthy :((” completely unaware Gojo is VERY into it)

SECRETLY POSSESSIVE S/O

Note: Hi hi hi! I'm glad to be back.

Featuring: Gojo Satoru

Format: Headcanons, 2nd person

WARNING(S): Possessive behavior, not proofread.

LINKS: Jujutsu Kaisen Masterlist

Now don’t get him wrong, GOJO SATORU is in no way a picky man when it comes to relationships. He just happened to fall for a very tranquil, kind-hearted person who is always sweet to those around them…Or so he thought.

I jest; you are all those things and many, many more it seems. But he didn't come to this decision by himself — oh no, he'd quite a few “hints” to help him out along the way.

Exhibit A: The two of you decided to use one of your very limited off days to spend time together in the city. Upon your arrival, GOJO was immediately swarmed by a group of fans, consisting of mainly teenage girls, who were practically drooling all over him. Being a rather powerful sorcerer yourself, you had your fair share of admirers. But that didn't excuse their strange behavior. Your relationship was public for Christ's sake!

You gently grab his arm, leading him from the group of girls in a rush. The polite smile on your lips was a bit strained and your nails were just barely grazing his skin. He'd almost brushed it off; well until he heard some very peculiar words leave your lips. “Do I have to marry him for these bitches to stay in their place or what? It's absolutely ridiculous.”

But he chose to ignore it.

Exhibit B: The afternoon the two of you were assigned a very important mission. But as always, SATORU can't seem to keep his attention in one place; so here you are, waiting in front of a Taiyaki vendor for the Jujutsu sorcerer, bored out of your mind. Once growing impatient, you push through the thin glass doors to retrieve him yourself.

But the first thing you saw was some chick holding GOJO'S hand dangerously close to her breasts and you were pissed. You approached the two with long strides before slapping the woman's hand away, leaving a stinging sensation in your wake. Your glare was hot, scorching even, as you stared her down as though she was nothing more than a spec of dirt beneath your feet.

“I'd appreciate it if you didn't touch my partner, M. I. N. E, or I might just have to teach you a lesson.”

That was all the proof he needed.

AFTER FINDING OUT:

“Hey honey, I think we need to have a talk about yesterday.”

The seriousness of his tone made your blood run cold. What happened; did he dislike the side of you that he saw? Is he genuinely upset with your actions? “Why didn't you show me that sooner~?” Bitch what?

Yes, he was a little bit annoyed at you for keeping such a wonderful secret from him; but I digress. Now's not the time to focus on the past when a new challenge has risen: Operation “Getting a (few) hickeys from {Name}” is now ago!

However, knowing you, this wasn't going to be easy.

While not being the type to make someone jealous, he will do his damnedest to get under your skin in other ways. For example, teasing; tugging the collar of his loose shirt, merely enough for you to see before saying, “Haah...My neck is awfully lonely right now; If only someone would bless me wish some kisses~!”

When you finally decided to give him some hickeys, it's over. Satoru is moaning so loud that you're sure the neighbors can hear you. It's mainly to tease you but he genuinely enjoys your possessive side. Having his significant other hold him so dearly is all he could ever want.

He's never been so grateful for his pale skin in his life. Don't even think for a second that he won't show them off! Low cut shirts, unnecessary tugs on his collar when he's around his students, and even openly converse about it. He truly has no shame.

You could hardly look your students in the eye due to his perverted acts!

At the end of the da y, GOJO will show you just how attractive he finds your possessiveness. After all, the last thing he wants is for his beloved to beat themself up over something so insignificant.

#—🍁 #x reader #gojou headcanons #gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojou x reader #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen scenarios #gojo x gender neutral reader #anime headcanons #jjk headcanons #jjk imagines #jjk x reader #jjk x you #gojou satoru x you #gojo headcanons #jujutsu

[deadpool15]

Attitude

We had all decided to go the fair well a decent amount of us. Bada and Howl thought it would be a good idea to have a double date. I thought it would be fun, plus who doesn't love the fair. All the happy smiles turned to shit when Jamie caught a panties in a bunch. Claiming she didn't wanna hang out today, which of course was unlike her, she loves hanging out with our friends. Though, I had wanted to know the reason only for her to sit there and ignore when I asked her. That was strike one. When we got here, Bada suggested we had towards some rides before we ate, so it wouldn't get crowded until we were done, really. "Why, are we listening to her? What if I don't wanna do that?" She said that shit out loud, and Bada turned in her direction, trying to apologize, only for her to suck her teeth and push her out of that way.

Now that shit was strike two, especially when I tried to talk to her again, and she proceeded to completely walk away from the conversation like I wasn't even there. It's like she was slowly making it her mission to fuck up everyone's day, and fuck was she succeeding. Then, as we were walking towards the haunted house, I spotted Minho now. I had no isdue with the fellow members of stray kids, but Minho was nice. Very nice to my girl, that is, though let her tell it that just got along really well and he was a nice friend. "Yea, right a nice friend that wanted to fuck you or even get a simple lick on your neck. That kid acts like he has never seen the female body when he gets around you." She shut down the argument immediately. Maybe I was being jealous but rightfully so.

"Hey, I didn't expect to see you all here. I thought you told me you couldn't show up to our practice cause something big came up." The look I gave him then her was absolutely fucking wild. She didn't want to spend time with me today because she wanted to hang around this fucking clown. "Yea, it's no biggy. I was practically forced by Seoyoung over there. But we can hang out now, if you want, they don't mind." Noe that shit was strike three and four all together. She just blew up the fucking scale. Before he could answer, I saw that smile on his face, like hell, he is hanging out with anyone today. "I'll be right back. I need to use the ladies' room. Baby, could you help me?" She stares at me for a moment while looking confused. Before I yank her hand and dragged her to the nearest bathroom.

"Omg, what the fuck Seoyoung. Why are you grabbing me like that? Someone is gonna think your ass is kidnapping me." I turned around to glance at her before finding the biggest unused stall and shoving her in. All I heard were her constant protests and slick remarks that I was so fucking tired of you hearing all day. "Say another word or so help me God I will bend you over and fuck you until you scream my name loud enough for that bitch to hear all the way outside." She gasped while looking at me in shock. Slowly backing up into the wall to find some sort of secure point to ground herself. She was scared, but finally she was listening to me. "Wow, there it is, huh? Only way to get a slut to listen. You've been sitting her all day, catching attitudes and throwing fucking tantrums. What the fuck is your problem, huh? And making plans to hang with Minho, you want to hang with him over me?" She shoke her head aggressively. "I'm s-sorry, baby. I'll be good-nghh." Shoving her into the wall while rubbing over her clit through her panties, "Now I'm your baby, before I was Seoyoung. Just needed your sloppy hole filled, didn't you?"

She whines while her head falls back against the wall, letting out harsh breaths. Trying to regain her strength, she tries to grab my arm to slow me down. So I moved her panties to the side and shoved my fingers in her pussy. She screamed out loud, I placed my hand over her mouth and kissed her neck to quiet her down. "Just want everyone to hear you, don't you, baby? My little slut that can't follow simple rules. Always fucking up. Knowing I'm gonna put you right back in your place. Tell me, could he make you feel like this." She moans in my ear, fuck did she sound good. "P-please, I'll be good." She was whining, like always. "I know you will, baby." I say as I stop and suck on my fingers while she stares at me, "why would you do that? I'm sorry I'll be better, I promise." I just kiss her cheek and tell her," Let's go. "Bad girls don't get to come, you know that. But good girls get so much. You have to earn it, show me you can earn it." She pouts but agrees, knowing I won't go back on my word. "I'll be the best for you. You'll see, baby." I pat her head listening to her word while ficing her clothes. And grabbing her hand. "Just needed a little attitude adjustment, baby."

(Request by @itstherenaissance)

#street woman fighter 2 #street woman fighter x reader #lusher #lusher x reader #skz minho

[gb12d]

Jealousy* T.S

They/ Them

Gip reader

Smut warning

Y/N's POV

Finally, my dearest friend returned on the day of her birthday, and I was beyond thrilled to finally meet her after three years and introduce my gorgeous girlfriend of two years, Taylor. "Taylor, sweetheart hurry up, we're running late" I call for her. "In a minute," she replies as she enters the room wearing that stunning dress that has already made me drool. "You look stunning sweetheart". I compliment her and pull her into a passionate kiss. She replies, "You don't look bad yourself," and we quickly engage in heated makeout session. At the time the party was supposed to start, Taylor and I walk inside after getting into my car and driving there. "Hey Maria" I greet my friend and and introduce her to Taylor. I immediately feel Maria's hands lightly squeezing my waist upon greeting her, and I didn't mind noticing it. And the next thing I know she was all over me.

Taylor's POV

They ignored the fact that Maria's hands were resting on their waist until Maria was all over them, dancing and grinding up against them, which infuriated me because they had ignored me throughout the entire party. I approach them while we dance and say, "I I don't feel good I'll leave Y/N; you can stay and enjoy with Maria." As I exit, I inform them, and as I get close to them, I feel them grip my arm. " Hey sweetheart if you don't feel good I'll come home with you" they respond, and I nod in agreement, but Maria shakes her head, making me scoff. "Just let me see off some friends then we'll leave" They kiss my cheek "What's your problem Maria? I inquire, to which she replies, "She's not into you Taylor it's always us so I suggest you to back off from her and end this relationship of yours because they clearly don't love you," which makes me sad as I exit in tears. "Maria I have heard enough I don't love you and it'll away be Taylor so I suggest you to cut your tone," as they walk away and pulls me into a hug. There was complete silence the entire way back home as we both made our way there.

Y/N's POV

We enter the building, and I say, "What's wrong Taylor, you seem fine to me." "My problem Y/N she was all over you at the party and you made it seem like I didn't even exist at all," she snarls. That's not true Taylor, I respond, and she gives me a fierce kiss and a tight squeeze to demonstrate her control. I grip her by her waist as I carry her to our room without breaking our kiss and force her down on the bed "Taylor did you forget who's incharge here huh" I seductively say as I start to strip her off. "Sorry, daddy" she said as I dipped three fingers into her and began thrusting them in her. "Mmmm, fuck, daddy" she cried as I curled my fingers in her. I don't waste any time and immediately begin sucking her clit as she pushes me into her core and tangles my hair in order for me to play with her clit with my tongue. "Let go sweetheart cum for me," I say while licking her clit as she cums all over my fingers. I then pull my fingers out and suck them clean.

Taylor's POV

I could feel this blissful sensation as well as an intestinal orgasm. I heard them say, "I'm not done with you yet sweetheart, it's just a foreplay," as they started to strip and rub themselves a few times before grabbing a condom and rolling it over them. They take my hands and pin them above my head as they gently glide into me and thrust in at a constant speed, "Mmmm fuck daddy you stretch me out so good omg." I moan loud. "Oh god sweetheart you feel so good around me squeezing me so good" they groan making me smirk. They grab my waist and begin aggressively pounding on my gspot, causing me to scream with pleasure, "Oh my god, Daddy right there." They husk, causing me to sigh, "Not yet sweetheart, I'm not there yet," as I feel a coil forming in my stomach as I clench around them. When they say, "Cum with me sweetheart let go," I cum down their shaft and they shoot their load into the condom as they pull away from me and lie next to me, both of us panting hard. They sit up, put the condom in the garbage, clean me up with a damp cloth, give me a kiss on the forehead, and then lie down next to me. "I'm sorry for acting out, but her words made sense to me because you two have been friends for a long time." I ramble as they give me a passionate kiss to stop me, to which I respond immediately "She's my friend, but you mean the world to me, Taylor." We hug and talk softly until I hear them slumber, at which I plant kiss on their forehead and fall asleep holding them close to me, giving me a sigh of comfort.

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[emilyzipps]

how do you build up the tension between two characters without dragging it out or jumping the gun by rushing it?

This is a great question! I mostly write romance/romcoms so I'm going to answer this about building romantic tension, but I'm guessing it works for other kinds as well.

As always, please feel free to reblog or comment with your thoughts, suggestions, disagreements!

The first thing that comes to mind for me is to think about all of the ways they're going to show their progression into the romance--their relationship milestones--and make sure they're spread out in a way that feels balanced and good.

In a romance, the things you're aiming for as relationship milestones will vary depending on what type of book you're writing. If it's a steamy enemies to lovers story, the sex will start pretty early into the book, so the will-they-or-won't-they isn't about sex, it's about feelings. The big milestones in that case might be things like

admitting attraction

hooking up

sex

first feelings of romance (you shove them under a rug)

first feelings of romance (you admit to yourself you have them)

first time testing out if they like you as more than an sex partner

first time admitting you liiiiike them

first time them admitting they liiiiike you

love confession/happily ever after

On the flip side, a slow burn friends to lovers (no steam), it may be things like

noticing she's pretty

touching hands by accident on the bus

touching hands ON PURPOSE on the bus

lingering stares

staying up all night talking

picking her up from a date with someone else and being so sad

trying to date someone else

spending the night together AS FRIENDS

erotic hair braiding

happily ever after

Once you think through what some of those milestones will be for your story and your characters, then you can figure out how you want to spread those out throughout your story. Tension comes in the spaces between those milestones and in yearning for the next one, so you need to give space for each milestone to (a) be exciting! (b) be celebrated (or feared or repressed or whatever) and (c) get old enough that we're pining for the next one. That's why you go from touching hands by accident to being brave and terrified and anxious when you decide to do it on purpose.

With the right build up--the pining for the feel of her smooth skin against yours, the noticing how her hands look, day dreaming about her fingers, picturing yourself touching her hand a million times, barely breathing--finally touching her hand on the bus can be as emotionally resonant as sex or a love confession.

consider each milestone as a small emotional climax (sex jokes are welcome and frankly appropriate), and treat it in the way you'd treat the big story climax.

The other thing I'm thinking about is the disconnect between what they say/show and what they think. In my debut novel, the first time Alice sees Van, her inner monologue is immediately like OMG GIRL HOT!!!! THIS BUTCH IS STUNNING AND SMELLS SO GOOD I WANT HER TO TOUCH MEEEEEEEEE. What she actually says out loud is more along the lines of "hi, nice to meet you, i'm your brother's formerly secret girlfriend."

That creates tension because the reader then (hopefully!) thinks, oh wow, how long can Alice keep it together when she's such a bisexual disaster? How long can she go without revealing how badly she wants Van to jump her?

Here's a little map of our milestones and interior/exterior:

first meeting. Alice thinks: GIRL HOT. Alice says: hi i am dating your brother??

first flirt. Alice thinks: if she touches me i'm going to fucking lose it (complementary). Alice says: thanks for the ride home, your dog is cute.

first admit you like each other. Alice thinks: i want to never leave her house or her presence. Alice says: you should be really proud of the life you've built here.

first cuddle. Alice thinks: i'm going to die. i'm actually, physically going to die under this snuggie. this girl is so hot and kind and i'm obsessed with her oh my GOD. Alice says: your mom seems nice.

Those are kind of silly examples, but I hope it helps to be able to see that we're waiting for her inner monologue to match her actions, and the stakes for both get higher and higher as they move through the milestones until the moment when she (a) says what she's thinking, and (b) gets what she wants. Aka, HAPPILY EVER AFTER, BABY.

thoughts, feedback, other suggestions, questions? bring them!

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[j0kers-light]

Hello i know you get this alot but i want to say i love his lighthouse it's amazing lol i hope your requests are open cause i was curious if you can do something spicy between joker and y/n where y/n has been playing games more often and joker seems jealous cause she isn't giving him attention so he would have to get her attention by.....you know👉👈😅 (IT'S EMBARRASSING TO SAY IT)

His Lighthouse: Not Jealous (LedgerJoker x f!reader)

Not Jealous - Oneshot

KEEP IN MIND THIS IS NOT A STORY UPDATE!

Hey hi, @ambergluskin 🖤✨totally used your request as a mental break while I struggle finish up the chapter update to His Lighthouse. Who loves a good jealous Joker? I do!! He gets all... needy.. #GamerJ is back although he isn't playing the game you think he is lol. I wonder if anyone will guess what video game Y/n is playing. Or the names of her teammates 🤭

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"Left! Left! Left! Dang it Tim! I meant your left!"

Joker was rather curious when he first heard the loud shouts and adorable giggles late at night.

Recently you've been spending more time in the living room than with him in the bedroom. When you weren't on your computer typing away, you were on the couch controlling your player through various levels and campaigns.

Joker understood your line of work was stressful even if you only 'sat around all day.'

It was taxing on the brain to create an entire story from nothing. You needed a mental outlet.

Joker let it slide when you chose your love of gaming to relax. He wasn't worried when you finished your work, ate a quick bite, and hopped online. It was nice to see you smiling and full of life again. J did not like a stressed bunny.

No, Joker got offended when you started ignoring him.

He would try to get you to call it a night or encourage you to eat something heavier than a sandwich but got your sass in return.

It was cute. At first. But then Joker noticed that you were actually irritated whenever he interrupted your game or hounded you to take a break.

Of course he was acting all clingy! You spent more time with your online friends than with him! Joker wanted your attention too..

But make no mistake; Joker was not jealous hearing you compliment and praise these strangers during gameplay.

However he did consider tracking them down and ending their pathetic lives for stealing your attention away from him.

Joker would sit on the couch hoping you'd notice him brooding while the loading screen lit up the dark living room. You would turn his way for a nanosecond until the conversation in your headset took priority over him.

"Omg facts! They dropped a new patch update so I want everyone on their A game. Yeah, I'm talking to you, Tim. Be a good boy and stay on my six. If you get snipped in the first thirty seconds again, bruh oh my god. We'll watch your death in the recap and dog you out!"

You laughed as the map loaded and the camera panned out showing off the area.

It was futuristic and boring looking to Joker but you immediately took interest and guided your team to high advantage points in order to pick off the other team.

"Up high near the tower, Cass. Yeah, yeah ghost em' sis." You were at ease with a controller in hand as your e/c eyes darted across the tv.

Your curls swallowed your headset and only the arm for the speaker was seen poking out from your thick tresses. You looked like a professional gamer. Joker thought it was hot.

"YO! They hoed me!! Avenge me, stop laughing! I thought it was clear!"

Joker rolled his eyes when you leaned back on the couch as you waited for your character to respawn back into the game. It was taking longer than usual and so he got an idea.

It started with scooting closer to you. As if you noticed.

You were back in the game, leaning forward and talking smack through the comms, too focused to catch wind of Joker's schemes. Good. It would make this soooo much easier.

If you wouldn't give him any attention, he would take it by force.

Joker rested his hand on your thigh and kept his focus on the tv. Your eyes flickered over to him for a second before you shot an enemy down with a headshot. Now.. that was definitely hot.

"Yeah! Put some respecK on my name! That was all me son! No scope. Foh is you talking bout?" You paused, listening to your teammate's rowdy response. "We up! Let's keep it that way."

Joker couldn't hear them but knew any sounds you made would be heard instantly.

Which is why he let his fingers walk up your thigh to the band of your lounge shorts. He tugged the drawstrings loose as your player ducked behind a generator.

You cast him a look. "Uhh what're you doing?"

FINALLY! You gave Joker some attention! Too bad you swatted his hands away and returned to your match.

You shook your head and focused back on your team. "Not you JT. Sorry I was distracted. It's nothing."

Joker narrowed his green eyes. He was nothing?? Just what would it take to have your undivided attention? He moved onto phase two of his plan.

Joker leaned forward and licked your collarbone and left a teasing bite to the skin at the base of your neck. You smacked his head like a pesky fly. He noticed you blink rapidly and shift in place.

Progress, but not enough.

Joker chuckled and continued biting and kissing your neck, slowly making you lose focus on your game until..

"Cut it out, I'm mid game." You breathed out.

Joker knew what got you going. His bunny was a sucker for neck kisses and your voice ratted you out. You were enjoying this.

But to play along, Joker raised his hands as a sign of surrender and backed off. You relaxed now that he was gone but it was short lived.

One of your teammates added a kill to win the game and you erupted in joy! "Let's GO!"

The scoreboard and top kill recaps started to play as everyone congratulated one another on another win when it happened.

Joker suddenly pushed you down on the couch and yanked your shorts off. You landed with a huff and he used your shock to rid you of your panties as well.

He brought them up to his nose and took a deep inhale. He smiled at your horrified gaze and shoved them into his pocket for later.

"J what has gotten into? AGH! I uhhh I-I was talking to... um. M-My cat!" You quickly mumbled into your mic.

Were you really still using that lame excuse?

Joker held up a finger to his lips as he helped you spread your legs for him. You looked down at Joker in front of you, free of makeup, eyeing his next meal in delight.

He couldn't hear Cass asking if you were up for another round yet he knew you were debating it. The controller was still in your hand with your thumb over the A button.

"I-I can play a-another game but..." Your eyes flickered down to Joker's.

The mysterious green all but dared you to.

You smirked. You liked playing with fire. "I'm down. I'll meet y'all in the lobby."

So you wanted to keep ignoring him? Joker mirrored your devilish grin and licked his lips. Let's see how long you would last once he commanded all of your attention.

You waited for the new game to load, only this time Joker's calloused thumbs were rubbing circles on your inner thighs as his hot breath fanned over your pussy in soft even pants.

He wasn't doing anything but you were tight as a drum. Joker was content with resting his head on your thigh, humming softly to himself.

You noticed it was the theme of the game you were playing. What a dork. A timer went off on screen. Finally, it was time to start.

"Ughh I hate this map. JT... come thru for ya girl." You whined but winced when J's nails dug into your thigh.

You didn't think much of it. It was the only warning you got to watch your mouth.

The game began and you took off searching for cover but had to act fast to avoid a melee by an opposing player. "AH! They got shooters n' hunters in these streets!"

Everything was going well. You let the others score kills while you played defense for a change. You almost forgot about Joker nestled between your legs until you slipped up and said something stupid.

"I forgot about the power ups on this map! They got the uhh.. is that a bazooka? Please omg someone help me!"

You laugh cried into your mic and ran. JT was the closest to your location so you called out to him. "Daddy please help me! I'm gone die!"

This time Joker was close enough to hear this JT guy's response when he shouted back.

"Hang on baby, daddy's coming." His amused voice irked Joker instantly. Did you just call him... and did he...

Who the f__k....?

So that's how it was gonna be? Aight. See... Now you were asking for it. Joker hadn't killed anyone in a while but today might be the day to break his streak.

Joker didn't care if you were mid game or that your friends could hear you. He let his intrusive thoughts get the better of him and simply acted.

He latched onto your clit and began sucking like his life depended on it. Of course— you screamed.

It was no surprise that your player was killed; you could care less with the way Joker held onto your hips and flickered his tongue over your bud. No warning. No warmup. Just straight to business.

Could he blame you for the noises you made? Absolutely not, in fact, he wanted to hear more.

Your teammates panicked and asked if you were okay.

Joker hummed, letting the vibration drive you nuts, before he leaned down and lapped at the juices escaping your pussy. That only made you squeak even louder.

'Y/n! Are you alright? Your player didn't respawn?!"

"She died and glitched into the wall, that's so OP!"

"D__n girl, you couldn't wait till I got there? Poor baby."

They all talked your head off but you were too busy clawing at Joker's hair to hear. He wasn't budging no matter how hard you tried pushing him away. It only made him pick up his intensity after hearing that guy flirt with you more.

Who did he think he was? Is he the reason why you spent so much time playing video games recently?

Were you cheating on him? Did you like this other guy more? Joker couldn't think straight! The only thing he could do was take out his frustration on your pussy.

He shifted his weight to free up a hand. Then suddenly two fingers were plunged into your wet hole.

You slapped a hand over your mouth to muffle your scream.

On the tv, your team was down a player but still managed to secure a win. Your player was still glitched out in the map's wall. The real Y/n wasn't too far behind.

You've been so busy recently that you and J had yet to have sex this week. It would not take much to send you over the edge and it seemed like Joker knew that.

He curled his fingers just right to hit your g spot and you saw stars. You couldn't muffle your broken sob fast enough.

"Girl. Is you crying?"

"Y/n chill, it's just a game! If you want, we can report that glitch tho. That was not bueno."

Joker chuckled when your legs started to shake beside his ears. He could hear your climax rushing up to the surface, he was scissoring you so fast.

"You close baby?"

Your entire body froze. Surely you heard that wrong. You glanced down at Joker but he looked absolutely furious. Yeah you heard that right and so did Joker.

One minute you were reaching an orgasm, the next Joker ripped your headset off (tossing it who knows where) and had you flat on your back.

"What did he say, Bunny? Hmm? You close baby? How does he know what ya sound like? Don'T tell me you've been a bad bunny this week and uhhh... played with others?" Joker growled as he pumped his fingers even faster into your pussy. His hand was completely soaked with your juices.

Now that the mic wasn't picking up your voice, you moaned loudly. "No! I.. J, please! I-I don't know what he's on a-about!!"

Joker added a third finger and used his other hand to grab your throat. You drew a deep breath right as he squeezed.

"Ya thinK I'm dumb Y/n? Calling him daddy in frontT of me? Bad move cuz I heard him.You like that? Being called a baby? Let's show em' just.. how.. close ya are baby doll. Cum Y/n. I won'T tell ya twice."

His palm connected with your clit with each slam of his fingers, sending bolts of lightning throughout your body. You were unraveling at the seams.

"Hmm, your legs are trembling Princess. Good. Girl."

A week's worth of stress was being unleashed from your body and it didn't know what to do with itself. You finally let J have all of your attention.

You grabbed onto Joker's forearms and bared down with a loud wail. He loosened his grip on your neck so you could scream and he laughed at the sopping mess you made of his fingers when you came.

"That'sss it my Light. Get loud.. it's all for meee."

Joker's jealousy was rearing its ugly head but there wasn't much you could do when your own was on the verge of shutting down. It felt so good it hurt, yet you couldn't stop cumming.

Joker must've noticed since he prolonged your orgasm and unknowingly guided you into another. Your body felt on fire and J's fingers squelching in and out of your pussy was making things worse.

You came again but this time you pushed Joker's hand away so you could curl up into a ball on the couch.

That just wouldn't do.

"Oh nooo no no! Is my Bunny tryna.. run away? Did I.. say you could?" Joker growled. He pushed your wireless controller off the couch and it landed on the floor while simultaneously powering the system off.

The entire room was plunged into darkness with Joker's eerie green eyes hovering over you as the only light source. It was both creepy yet hot at the same time.

"J please.."

He didn't care much for your pleas and sucked his teeth.

He bent down to flip you over. You quickly caught your weight on your hands and knees right as Joker pushed your head down further into the cushions. "Joker, wait!"

"Shut. Up. I wanted your uhhh, attention all week but you were sooo busy.. with that stupid game of yours. With.. him. Mmm, now I gotcha righT.. where I want ya." Joker smacked your rear and the loud crack it made echoed throughout the silent room.

He wished there was some light to see your skin ripple from the impact. Your body was so amazing to watch.

Your soft whimpers were music to his ears and with two delicious orgasms squeezed out of you, Joker literally slipped right in.

That didn't mean you didn't feel the stretch from his entry. Your back bowed like a cat feeling Joker slide into your pussy with one thrust. Your moan got caught in your throat, you were so overwhelmed.

"Shh shhh I know. I know, you take me sooo well bunny." Joker's words were pure sugar but his actions were the exact opposite.

He bit the skin at your shoulder as his hips rammed into yours. He gave you no time to adjust before he found a good brutal pace to pour out all of his pent up frustration to.

Was he jealous? Yes.

Would he have gotten over it? Ehh perhaps, but once he heard another man call you baby, Joker couldn't think straight.

"I want his username. I-I'll hunt him down and mmm, f__k! Work with me here, Y/n. Relax and ha, let me in. Ahh, I'll kill him for talkin to ya like that. Only I get to call you p-pretty names.. ya got thaT, bunny?" J arched an eyebrow when you didn't respond.

He grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled hard. Your neck almost snapped with the motion. "I said... do you got that Bunny?"

What was Joker talking about?

Your head was foggy and you honestly didn't hear a word he said but if you thought his dick was splitting you in half now, if you didn't respond, J would blow your back out as punishment and he would enjoy doing it.

You gathered all the brain cells you had left to respond.

It was more moans than words but it would have to do. "Yessss! Yes sir!"

Well that was new. Joker kinda liked the sound of sir escaping your lips. Maybe a little too much. It made him throb inside of you like a heartbeat.

He groaned and drilled his dick deeper into your pussy to chase after that feeling. The grip he had on your hips would bruise but that was nothing new.

Joker tipped his head back and laughed once he felt himself inevitably getting closer to his release. You just had that effect on him.

You were probably brain dead right about now, (you had a tendency to get cock drunk fairly easily) not like Joker minded, but your pleasure was always his top priority. He couldn't finish unless you were satisfied.

"Bunny? Are ya still with me?"Joker bent down to kiss up your spine until he made it to your ear.

You turned your head and locked eyes with glowing emeralds. You couldn't look away.

"Need ya to cum.. again. Can you do thaT? For mee?" J kissed your cheek and rocked his hips deeper within you, groaning loudly for once.

He covered your hands with his own on the arm of the couch and picked up the pace. The intimate gesture had you right there near the edge, ready to jump over. You nodded your head frantically.

Your body was ready to crash any second but just because J asked you nicely, you'd muster up the energy to cum again.

Joker had never been more proud of his Light. The second he felt your walls begin to flutter around his cock, he hugged your body closer to him and bucked his hips uncontrollably.

You were so tight and incredibly wet, it was insane. You were his. His bunny, his baby doll, his Sugar, his Princess, his Light. The list went on and on. He was probably missing a few pet names. The point is.. you were his, no one else's.

Was Joker jealous? Without a doubt. Yes.

Joker moaned your name right in your ear as his cock painted your walls white. He left kisses on any available patch of your brown skin and maneuvered you back to lie on the couch. He became the big spoon as he softened inside of you.

Joker was used to a brief moment of silence after sex with you. While you floated back down, Joker let his own afterglow wash over him.

"J?"

He hummed in response and played with a curl of your hair. You loved how affectionate he was right after sex. J was so soft and unlike himself; you could ask him almost anything.

"I.. I'm sorry for neglecting you this week. I didn't mean to make you jealous either." You heard him sigh on your back.

Would he talk about it? You were unsure if this was still soft J or if your patient, but easily irritated Joker had returned.

"Wasn't jealous bunny. It's just.. you don't call me uhhh, daddy so when I hearD it and then he... I just.." J sighed again, this time though more out of frustration.

It was rare that Joker was flustered. This was really bothering him then. You let him gather his thoughts without interrupting.

"You're mine. You're my Light, I don't. Share. I'm gonna kill him."

"Joker, please don't kill my friend. JT's been through enough in his life. It's just harmless banter, I promise. He's older than me so.. I call him that to mock his age. D-Did you want me to call you that? L-Like when we're intimate?" You asked.

You rolled over onto Joker's chest. He let you rest there as he continued to run his fingers through your curly hair, thinking to himself.

Great, another friend he wasn't allowed to kill. At this point, he had a growing list but he had to accept your connections with others.

It was hard for you to make friends so whenever you did make one, they were close. It just took Joker some time to adjust since he was so possessive and if they were male it was more difficult.

Joker caught your hesitant smile and scoffed. "If ya can't say it now, how will you say it in the errr heat of the moment? Besides.... uhh I like sir better."

You paled two shades lighter. "S-Sir? W-When did I say that?"

Joker chuckled and tugged some of your hair in his grasp. You moaned softly and your eyes glazed over.

"Hmmm, my Light is such a slut. Moaning when I pull hair. You like thaT?" He did it again but harder.

"Y-Yes si—" Your eyes widened in realization. Your inner walls tightened around him.

"Ohhh I like that... a loT." Joker thrusted up into you, making you also realize that he never pulled out.

Perhaps you should make Joker jealous more often.

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