#babe I love you but oh my fucking god????

[girlokwhatever]

✵✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩⊹ ⋆｡˚⋆ she loves me, she loves me not,,

part one ; beginning of the end

paige bueckers x fem!reader (fake dating trope)

you didn’t care when you found out your ex got a new girlfriend. you were completely over her and her antics, realizing in the last few months of your relationship how utterly exhausting it was. it wasn’t until you found out that her new girlfriend was the girl she cheated on you with that you cared.

it was stupid really, the whole situation. your ex girlfriend, bianca, cheated on you whilst out at a party, you hadn’t gone, opting to instead watch one of paige’s home games with her team. you met paige your freshman year, instantly growing an inseparable bond with her. she was absolutely your closest friend, much to bianca’s disliking. you chopped it up to the fact that bianca wasn’t a fan of any of your friends and left it at that.

when bianca tried justifying her cheating on you because of your close relationship with paige, it took you off guard.

2 MONTHS AGO

you were waiting for your girlfriend to show up. your heart was racing and your breath uneven but honestly, it was long overdue. it had been months since you actually shared a happy moment with bianca, easily able to find more enjoyment in your friends.

you’d found out from a close friend that she had cheated on you at least once, maybe more. your friend spotted her at a party with a girl, kissing and grinding on each other. it was all making sense to you now. the way she was almost too close, too clingy. as if she was overcompensating for a mistake. a huge mistake.

“babe? what’s up?”

“why’d you fuck another girl at a party two weeks ago?”

she went silent, eyes wide with shock. her face spoke for her, affirming that what you thought to be true actually was. even though your relationship had been rocky, especially towards the end, it still broke your heart. she was your high school sweetheart. she even committed to uconn just for you.

it meant fuck all now.

“don’t act like you’re so innocent, princess.”

she doesn’t even try to deny it, immediately spitting back at you. you’re not even sure what she’s referring to, but it looks like she believes it.

“what are you talking about?”

“really?!” she scoffs, “don’t act like you don’t know what i’m talking about. i know about you and paige, how you’ve been sneaking around behind my back.”

“are you fucking dumb?! paige and i are just friends bianca! oh my god- even when you know you’ve done something wrong you can’t admit it.”

you were walking around the corner of the counter when she grabbed you hard. her aggressive behavior was nothing new, but it didn’t make it hurt any less. part of you was wishing it would work out, but a greater part of you was glad she’d finally pushed you over the edge.

“let go of me and get the hell out.”

“excuse me?!”

“i said, get the fuck out, and don’t fucking come back.”

PRESENT DAY

you, paige, and some of your mutual friends were out at your favorite bar. it was a friday night and none of you had anything better to do.

you’d done some rotations: drinking, dancing, singing, sitting down, dancing again, but now you were back to sitting. you took a seat next to paige and she was thankful for that, but you hardly acknowledged her.

after bianca’s excuse for cheating on you being your close relationship with paige, you had distanced yourself considerably. you stopped showing up randomly to her dorm and practices, stopped calling, and stopped asking to hang out too. paige knew you and bianca broke up and kept telling herself you were just trying to get over that. occasionally she’d reach out to ask you if you were doing okay, sometimes it’d take you more than a day to answer.

it hurt paige more than it should’ve and she knew that. for years, ever since she’d met you, she’s had feelings for you. even when she tried to avoid them, you were all she could think about. it was difficult considering you had a psycho girlfriend that you refused to let go of until recently. even now that you were single it was no use, not if you were going to treat her like she didn’t exist.

you hadn’t noticed bianca and her new girlfriend walk in, too enamored by the bubbles in your drink. paige noticed though, watching the way your ex’s eyes scanned the room. paige looked away before she got caught staring, settling her elbows back on the bar.

“have you been having a good night?” paige asked just to get some conversation flowing with you. she missed being so close to you, even if she knew she always wanted more. she’d rather settle for a friendship with you than have nothing at all.

“s’been good. might go home soon though,”

“want me to take you home princess?” it was a teasing nickname that she called you, an old inside joke. when bianca heard it she decided to start calling you that too unironically, completely unaware of the joke.

“i think-”

“princess.”

bianca’s voice cut through the atmosphere like a sharpened knife, offering a completely different tone than the way paige said it. her new girlfriend must’ve run off somewhere, seeing as it was only her that had approached you. she took the barstool next to you, sliding her chair to face you. she looks unimpressed and expectant, not surprised to see paige lingering by your side.

“i need to talk to you.”

“talk to your new girlfriend. y’know, the one you cheated on me with.”

“she’s not my girlfriend” —another toxic lie “i just want to talk to you.”

“no.”

“princess-”

“fuck you.” you seethe out a her, hoping it’s enough to keep her quiet. unfortunately though, it isn’t.

“don’t talk to me like that.”

you try avoiding bianca, turning to paige and muttering a quick ‘can we go.’ it’s difficult to hear you but she does, standing up and pushing her chair in. bianca loathes paige, always has. as soon as you met paige all you wanted to do was talk about her, hang out with her, study with her, and bianca couldn’t stand it.

“and you tried calling me dumb when i found out you two were hooking up behind my back,” she scoffs as if it’s obvious.

paige’s eyebrows knit in confusion, you never mentioned that part. paige doesn’t know what made bianca think that, but she secretly wishes there was some truth to it, as bad as it may be. even when doing something she knows is wrong, paige has never regretted a second spent with you.

you knew you were probably too drunk to make a decision this big. as soon as the thought popped into your head you favored it, wanting to get back at bianca for all she put you through. you didn’t even give it a second thought, your mouth running faster than any of your cognitive abilities at the moment.

“guess you were right, but hey— she treats me better than you ever did.”

both bianca and paige are shocked, completely taken aback by your statement. what were you getting at?

“so what- you’re dating now?”

“yep. thanks for helping me realize i could do so much better.”

before you have time to show your fleeting confidence and the fact that you just lied straight through your teeth, you grab paige’s hand and walk off. you’re honestly not sure how she’ll react or how you’ll move from here.

either of you say a word until you’re in the silent safety of her car. she turns to face you, a blank expression written across her face. it makes it difficult to figure out what’s going on in her mind. you wish you could tell, it’d probably make things easier. you can tell that she’s a bit flustered, but maybe that’s just because of how hot it was inside.

“paige?”

“yeah?”

“i know this is probably going to be a really weird question and maybe the question itself is too late because i’ve already dug us into this hole but i swear you don’t have to go through with it..”

“okay..”

“will you, um.. will you be my fake girlfriend?”

she’s conflicted, torn between her better judgement and overall feelings for you. her body surges with anger at the way bianca talked to you tonight. but her body also swells with pride and attraction after hearing you say those things about dating her, even if she knows it’s not real. she wants it to be real so desperately and she’s knows she’s already made up her mind without needing to think it through.

one hand is on the steering wheel and the other drags itself down her face, questioning internally if she’s really going to go through with this. her silence settles on you, panic rising as you realize maybe you’ve just ruined your friendship. or what was left of it.

“you can say no obviously-”

“i’ll do it.”

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UMMM i’ll spell check this tmr

I HOPE YOU LIKE IT

i kinda don’t.

THIS IS A SERIES YALL

#paige bueckers #paige buckets #uconn wbb #paige bueckers smut #paige bueckers x reader #uconn huskies #uconn women’s basketball #angst with a happy ending #wlw slay #wlw yearning #lgbtq #lesbian #lgbtqia

[buckysbabygorl]

A Favour (Part 4)

Part 3

MAJOR SMUT ALERT

Summary: When secrets are revealed during girl’s night, Y/N takes action.

“Wow, talk about impulsive.”

Wanda wiggled further into her floor poof, noting to herself that she was definitely gifted Y/N new ones for Christmas.

“I know,” she filled up their glasses again. “I guess I dodged a bullet there. Still doesn’t make me feel any better.”

Tucking the wine bottle on the nightstand before flopping to the floor, Y/N sighed.

The abandoned date was a week behind her, but she still couldn’t shake her frustration.

“He’s always hitting on me. And now Jane wants to give things another go and I’m discarded like a consolation prize.”

Wanda awed, “Oh love, don’t think of yourself that way.”

Her hand reached for Y/N’s arm, her thumb running over it softly.

“Men have a way about them, I’ll never understand it but it’s like—they constantly chase after the one that got away. It’s to no fault of your own, he’s just stupid.”

Y/N sipped her wine, smiling at Wanda.

“Thanks babe. Honestly, at the end of the day they have history. They’re well suited for each other. Hell they probably have better chemistry than Thor and I would have—”

“Oh I’m sure that’s not a factor. That man could have chemistry with anyone.”

Y/N wracked with laughter, Wanda was pretty reserved about her attractions. It was shocking when they came out.

“For sure. Big and bulky, thousands of years of experience…”

Wanda hummed, “Experience. Now that’s the kind of man you need Y/N. Someone who knows his way around a woman.”

Wanda flipped abruptly, sliding drunkenly to lay across from Y/N.

“Wanna know a secret?”

Y/N looked at Wanda’s glass, seeing it was almost empty.

Note to self, we’re slowing down after this one

“Of course,” Y/N mock-whispered.

Wanda giggled, “The best fucks are the older guys.”

Y/N gasped and smacked Wanda’s arm as she howled.

“Wanda! You’re naughty.”

“I am, I am. But it’s true. Younger men are selfish, rushing to the main event… the older ones take their time.”

She sat up, consumed by her reminiscence.

“They hold you, they tease you, they cherish you. Two words for you Y/N: body worship. It is the best thing since sliced bread. And I’m making sandwiches.”

“You’re an idiot.”

“I know!” Wanda said, “But it doesn’t mean I’m wrong.”

She threw back the rest of her glass and huffed.

“God, now I’m horny.”

Y/N scoffed, “You’re telling me. With all my potential suitors lined up, I’ve been on edge.”

Evident, considering her blatant proposition to Barnes.

She grew red at the thought, how could she do that? Just throw herself at him?

At least things weren’t awkward between them, he was even going to go as far to give her advice about Thor…

Now looking back on it, it did seem rather odd coming from him. She propositions him for sex, and then comes to give her bedrooms tips? Perhaps he had just been trying to compensate for that day before.

Whatever, she thought, she should just put it out of her head.

“Bucky!” Wanda exclaimed.

Y/N jolted, had she read her mind?

“What?”

Wanda shook her finger at her, “that’s the one you should go for. Christ, have you seen his arms?”

Y/N raised her brows and hummed, “Oh yes, yes I have. Beef cake to a T.”

“And that stubble, lord forgive me.”

Y/N pictured how it would feel scraping her neck, the inside of her thighs…

“But that ship has sailed. It didn’t even dock Wanda.”

Wanda halted as she reached for the wine bottle.

“Explain.”

“Well,” she bobbed her head as she thought, “I kinda already asked him.”

Wanda gasped.

“And he said no.”

Wanda then slammed her hand down. “Bad friend! How could you not tell me?”

Wanda grabbed her hand and shook it, “We could have made a game plan. He could’ve been putty in your hands!”

“I tried!” Y/N defended, “I thought it would be a good idea but it didn’t—I don’t know, pan out.”

Wanda groaned, “Where is Nat? She’ll talk some sense in to you.”

How could it have not panned out, Wanda thought. She knew of the affections he harbored for Y/N, him passing up his opportunity was beyond comprehension.

As if on cue, Nat barged through Y/N’s door. Stumbling with her bottle of tequila and go bag in hand, not even undressed from her late night mission.

“Okay!” She yelled, “I ran off the jet so I wouldn’t miss anything. I’ll do shots to catch up while you spill.”

She directed this to Y/N, who remained utterly confused.

“Spill what?”

Nat rolled her eyes as she unscrewed her bottle.

“Don’t be coy, it’s been a whole week since I talked with Barnes so I’m not even gonna pretend that I’m not in the loop.”

She mouthed the bottle and winced as the first shot went down. Wanda reached out with a grabby hand, and Nat complied.

“How was he? Tell us everything.” She demanded.

Wanda and Y/N shared a look of confusion, had Nat finally gone delusional after too many hits to the head?

“Nat, I’m serious. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Her face was read over by the super-spy, and she watched as Nat’s face contorted into annoyance. Her hand darted to grab the bottle back from Wanda.

“Wait. You’re telling me he didn’t make a move?”

Y/N sat up slowly, “No…”

As she drew it out, Nat knew then that Barnes has chickened out.

“Oh that goddamn idiot.”

“Nat what are you talking about?”

She huffed. She knew Bucky would do this. She didn’t know why, but he always found some excuse as to why he shouldn’t follow through. Bucky had to be pushed, and what better way than to tell Y/N herself.

“He charged to your room last week after training, determined to fuck the shit out of you.”

Wanda’s cough sent white wine all over the floor, Nat patted her back as Y/N took this in.

“You’re joking.” Y/N stated.

“No! He told me you asked him to, I told him he was an idiot, and then he went to your room. At least I assume he did—”

“—he did!” Y/N said.

The two women looked at her in shock.

“And he did nothing?” Wanda asked.

Y/N fumbled over her words, “Well—he came in. Yeah, he came in. Then he saw me upset and then we just hung out but he—we, we just—he was gonna fuck me?”

“He wanted to! Like bull in China shop charging out of the room, wanted to fuck you.”

“I can’t believe this.” Y/N decided to take the rest of the wine bottle for herself, slopping it down in the chaos of this news.

“The fuck do I do now?”

Nat gently placed a hand on her knee, face sweet and genuine.

“You mount him, sweetie.”

Wanda nodded eagerly, filling her wine glass with tequila.

“Body worship.” She enunciated.

Nat side eyed her, “What?”

Wanda waved her hand at her, “I’ll explain later.”

As Y/N sat silent, the two stared at her. Eyes dead ahead, Y/N still couldn’t wrap her brain around the idea.

“So?” Nat asked, “Are you going?”

Y/N was shocked, “What, like now?”

Nat threw her head back as she swiped the tequila back from Wanda.

Wow, she thought, they’re both idiots I guess.

“Yes NOW. We just got back from the same mission, he’s in his room as we speak.”

“That doesn’t mean I should go now! I should talk to him, I—I don’t get why he’d change his mind after I asked him—”

“No.” Nat demanded. She stood up, grabbing Y/N and rising with her.

“You two talk way too much. Every time you two come out on the opposite page you started. Or—opposite end of the book. Whatever, you’re not on the same page!”

Nat dragged her to the door, and whipped it open.

“You want to fuck Barnes. He wants to fuck you. When you two start talking that suddenly goes out the window. No more chit-chat. You, are going to get laid tonight. And it’s gonna be by 6 feet, 250 pounds of fine-aged muscle. And you are not coming back here until you do!”

She tossed Y/N out the door, leaving her in stunned silence in the hallway.

~

Bucky stripped himself of his gear, his shoulders and neck aching from the grip of his harness.

God, it felt good to get that off. It felt good to be home.

What he desperately wanted was a rub down, a deep tissue massage courtesy of Stark Therapeutics. But it was far too late for that, he’d have to go tomorrow.

His mind began to wander in his exhaustion, forming a picture of delicate hands working his muscles.

Eventually, the image of Y/N’s wandering hands came into his fantasy. Pulling, yearning for his sensitive skin…

His palms ran up his face into his hair. Now he needed a cold shower.

He should’ve just done it.

He must have been a masochist, torturing and teasing himself with his own chances, graphic and vulgar images just taunting him.

You could have had this, she could have been yours.

He was mad at himself. Now, with their pathetic back-and-forth he would never have a chance like that again.

And then when she finally got back in the game she’d meet someone that rocked her world, then they’d get married and have beautiful mini Y/N babies because of all the rocking sex they’d have.

Alright, now he was being dramatic.

He needed to cool off, breathe, sleep it off and then reset.

He could do without one night of mental torture.

The ice cold water was uninviting, but much needed.

Though it was waking up his exhausted body, his mind was slowly letting go of Y/N.

Y/N, Y/N, Y/N….

He was trying his best, he really was. Especially after last week.

He made the choice to be supportive and passive about her sex life, things were feeling normal between them.

A knock came on his door. Turning off the water, he called out.

“Yeah?”

He waited a moment, but when receiving no answer, he went back to his shower.

He jumped out of his skin when the bathroom door whipped open.

Ponytail swinging, eyes hard, she darted to the shower.

“Y/N? What the hell!”

He didn’t attempt to cover himself, too shocked to move.

What the actual hell.

She pulled back the glass door, pausing as she took him in.

Every inch of him was just… goddamn insane.

Perfect arms, perfect abs, perfect v.

Looking down, she sighed.

“God, that’s gonna hurt.”

Bucky’s eyes went wide.

“Excuse me?”

She met his eyes. She looked wild; her pupils blown, panting, the water beginning to dampen her thin clothes.

Part of her hesitated, this was bold. This was a lot coming from her. The last few weeks were filled with waiting and waiting for the right proposal. She had tech geniuses, army vets, marine corps, doctors from all over the building shooting their shot, and none of them caught her attention.

But he however, was the only one she had sought after.

Thor had been tempting, but looking at Barnes in his soaked glory, she knew that the God could never compare. This was a man.

Bucky’s back hit the tiled wall, Y/N’s body being soaked by the shower stream.

His hands stay at his sides, unable to move.

This had to be a dream.

“I want you.”

Bucky’s mouth went dry at her declaration, lip dropping in slight awe.

“Do you want me?” She asked.

Their chests heaved in unison, the frozen water suddenly felt like a thousand degrees.

He stared at her. Her hands on his shoulders, that dangerous look in her eye…

“God yes.” He uttered.

It was so fast.

Her body pressed into him, soft lips covering his.

Her arms wrapped around his shoulders and his hands flew to her waist.

He turned them, hoisting her up against the wall. Her legs locked around his back as he ground his cock into her clothed pussy.

He pulled her bottom lip between his teeth, his hands nearly ripping her waistband.

He pulled back, resting his head against her forehead as he breathed out.

His body was on fire.

“Tell me you’re sure.”

She went to kiss him again and he ducked his chin.

“Y/N, tell me you’re sure.”

She rested her head back against the cold, wet tile. She felt the heat pooling in her body, her hands hot as they gripped into his shoulders.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. I need you to fuck me Bucky.”

That was all he needed.

Shower abandoned, he rushed to the bed with her.

He raked his hands along her body, he needed to feel every inch of her. He needed her to feel how desperately he wanted this.

Goosebumps littered her flesh, his metal hand doing nothing to satiate.

She wrestled to get herself unclothed, eager for his skin against hers.

He pushed her hands away.

“Let me,” he urged, “Let me touch you.”

She complied, lifting her arms above her head as he undressed her. Strong hands delicate but sure, confidently removing every piece that was in his way.

She was perfect.

He took in all her beauty; collarbones exposed, breast perked under his touch, the soft and supple feel of her skin, those hips, those legs, that perfect pussy…

He began his descent, kissing every inch as he urged to her to lay back.

Her eyes never left him, watching as her ravished her torso with his lips.

Body worship echoed in her mind.

His hands wander upwards, grazing her sensitive thighs.

“Bucky, please.”

She loved it, she did. It felt so good to be cherished like this, his fingers kneading into every spot he could grab. But she wanted him, she needed to feel him.

“Baby,” he whispered, stubble scraping her inner thighs, “I gotta take my time with you.”

She moaned as he gently bit the inside of her thigh, lifting her legs over his shoulders.

He groaned at the sound, reminding himself to slow down.

God, he wanted to fuck her. He wanted to leave her breathless, whining, desperate to cum beneath him.

But he couldn’t now. Next time.

He met her eyes as his tongue licked her folds.

Her head rolled back as he drew another moan from her.

He listened to her body, the sounds she made as her delved further in to her pussy.

Show me what you like baby, give it all to me.

His lips circled around her clit, tongue working hard and fast.

He’d be damned if he didn’t make her cum before he was inside her.

He planned to ruin her for anyone else, he wanted her pleasure so overwhelming that she’d never forget why she waited. She needed to know what real sex felt like.

“Fuck, Bucky.”

Her thighs clenched around his head, losing herself. She tried to loosen them as he continued his assault, but his hands locked them into place.

Squeeze me love, don’t hesitate. I want it all.

She cried out as he worked harshly with his tongue, she knew she was about to come.

“Don’t stop, Bucky please don’t stop.”

Her back arched against the mattress, and he held her down with his flesh arm. He wanted his face in it when she came, tasting all she had to give.

He hummed against her, passionately continuing as she rode out her climax. He felt it drip down his face, chin slick with her wetness.

He was tempted to go again, really make her writhe from his tongue, have her screaming his name so loud that the rest of the compound would be pounding on his door.

He wanted to give her more; and more.

But he’d wait. Not now.

Now he needed to be inside her, have her tight and wet pussy grip him as he rutted into her.

He had to know how good she felt.

He wiped his chin before climbing on the bed, hovering over her.

She was speechless, eyes glassy as slipped himself between her legs.

“I’m gonna fuck you nice, and slow. You're gonna tell me what you need baby."

In awe, she lifted her hips to his. She didn't care if it hurt, the pleasure would come. She knew he'd make sure of that.

He grazed her entrance with his head, gently teasing.

"Tell me you want me."

She whimpered, mind reflecting on Wanda's statement earlier.

They hold you, they tease you, they cherish you…

He was relishing in her pleasure as much as she was.

“I want you Bucky, please. I want you to fuck me.”

She bucked her hips up to his, and he pressed her further into the mattress.

He hushed her, “Easy baby, I’m not going anywhere.”

His head ducked beneath her ear, softly sucking at the skin.

Her nails dug into his shoulders, his body warm against hers.

“Ready?”

She nodded into his shoulder.

Grabbing her chin, he placed a soft kiss on her lips.

Staring into her eyes, he watched her face as he eased himself in.

God, he was huge.

Slowly, he let his cock fill her up. His hips stuttered at her tightness, she was so warm… so wet…

He kissed her neck as she sighed, hands sliding under her hips to hold her against him.

Her arms wrapped around his back, legs locking behind his so she could take all of him.

She wanted him to move, she needed him to move.

“Please Bucky, I’m ready.”

He nodded into her shoulder, steeling himself to not cum right then and there.

She felt so good, he’d wanted this for so long. And now she was begging him for more, perfect body wrapped around him.

His wildest dreams never could have imagined this.

His thrusts were gentle, purposeful.

He wanted her to take every inch, he wanted her a mess beneath him.

He gave it to her nice, and slow. Just as he promised.

She moaned softly as his rutting picked up pace, his fingers digging into the flesh of her hips.

He groaned, “You’re taking me so well. You’re doing so good baby.”

Her breath hitched at his words, and Bucky’s sly smile grew against her skin.

Her heartbeat pulsed into his cheek, and he nipped at the skin of her neck.

“Yeah? You like that baby? Tell me.”

“Yes,” she breathed out, “You feel so good.”

He moaned into her neck, strokes rolling wave after wave of pleasure to her core.

“That’s my girl. That’s my good girl.”

She was soaking his cock, becoming tighter and tighter.

“You fuck me so good Bucky, fuck I—”

She couldn’t hold back her cry, his cock hitting the perfect spot inside of her.

He was worried he’d hurt her, but as her place contorted in pleasure he continued his pounding.

He hesitated in speaking, feeling selfish. Then couldn’t stop himself as she cried out his name.

“Whose pussy is this?”

“Yours.”

She said it without thinking, brain foggy and filled with thoughts of only him.

He could let the sound of that replay for eternity.

“That’s a good girl. Fuck you feel so good.”

He lifted her legs over his shoulders, pushing himself deeper inside her.

He slowed himself as she whined, trying to remember that he couldn’t ruin her yet.

It needed to be slow, this had to be all about her…

No matter how desperately he wanted her cumming from overstimulation, fingertips gripping the bedsheets, crying out his name and only his.

“Bucky…”

It was the only thing she knew to say, her mind devoting her words to only him.

He was getting close, but he couldn’t let himself finish.

Fucking her slow, he slipped his hand over her clit. Making gentle and soft circles, drawing her last orgasm out of her.

He bit into her calf as she came, urging himself not to cum as she did. She coated his thighs, and he moved faster.

His thumb on her clit moved with the pace of his thrusts.

“C’mon baby, give me another one. Cum for me Y/N.”

She felt lightheaded as another orgasm came, washing over her body as she cried out his name again.

“That’s my girl. Fuck Y/N, you’re perfect.”

He groaned as he finished, collapsing on top of her.

Sweaty and hot, they laid against one another. Legs tangled, his hands still pressing her into him.

Their breathing slowed, he reached over to gently kiss her forehead.

“You okay?” He whispered.

She hummed, nodding into his chest.

He chuckled, “Tired?”

She nodded again, smiling into his skin.

He slowly kissed along the side of her face, shifting to cradle her in his arms.

He was coming down from his high, the room became clearer. He drifted his hand along her spine, in silent awe that everything had changed in an instant.

“You really came barging in here.”

She laughed, laying her head on his chest.

“I know, I’m sorry.”

“Jesus, don’t be. It was an answer to my prayers.”

She laughed again, sitting up and pulling at her ponytail.

She let in drape over her shoulders, softly staring at him with a small smile.

“Could’ve been sooner. Nat said you chickened out last week.”

He groaned, “Of course she told you. I’m sorry, okay? I just got scared.”

“You got scared? It was my first time.”

“I know, but… I wanted it to be your choice. You asked me to earlier and I didn’t think you wanted what I did. I needed you to enjoy it.”

She hummed, laying against him again. Her hands placed in the soft tuft of hair on his chest.

“Did you?”

“Did I what?”

“Enjoy it.”

She cuddled into his side, “Of course I did. I know I made the right choice, Buck.”

He nodded, his worries silenced.

“And I know I’m gonna enjoy it next time.”

His brows shot up, “Next time?”

“Oh yeah,” she lifted herself to face him, “next time.”

She kissed his lips, “And the next.”

Another kiss, “And the next.”

They laughed together as she continued. Thank god she had waited all this time.

Bucky drifted to sleep with the thought of each “next”, excited for every single one.

~

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[pbueckerslover]

i need you - p.b.

pairing(s): paige bueckers x female!reader

warnings: language, smut, oral (r receiving), fingering (r receiving), nipple/boob play

summary: you’re needy for paige and she gives you exactly what you’re asking for.

“i love you so much.” paige told me as she continued littering kisses down my neck. she sucked on my neck harder once she reached my sweet spot and left multiple purple colored bruises all over. “love you more, baby.” i say, almost out of breath watching her move down to my stomach.

she placed a couple kisses to my lower stomach but then started moving back up towards me. our lips met again, but this time the kiss was more intense. she was being so needy. i could feel my pussy getting wetter as she kissed me harder. when she pulled away again, she looked me in the eyes and i whisper, “want you so bad, paige.” the second she heard those words she was removing my shirt along with her own. “so pretty.” she said as she admired what was in front of her.

she removed my bra with one hand and started spreading kisses to my tits. i moaned at the contact of her tongue swirling around my nipples. she sucked harder and started leaving more hickeys. “all mine.” she whispered as she looked at what she had done in front of her.

she started to move her hands down to my thighs and rubbed her hands up and down. “seriously baby, i fucking need you right now.” i said as she kept teasing me. when she heard me say this it was like some sort of spark ignited in her. she was ripping off my pants along with my underwear before i could even process what was happening.

when her mouth went in between my legs i let out an embarrassingly loud moan. her tongue moved onto my clit and she started sucking. “how bad do you need me huh? 3 fingers?” she said as she looked up at me and moving faster. “yes please P, need all 3.”

soon enough she was pushing her fingers into me. she started with just one, but once i whined more she added all three. “f-fuck! oh my god!” i yell out as she started fucking me faster with her fingers. “doing so good for me, babe.” she said, looking up at me again.

“i’m so close paige!” i moan as i start to feel myself reaching my climax. she starts going even faster, moving her tongue from my clit and sticking it in my hole. “such a good girl. want you to come all over my face.” she says as i start to breath even harder.

seconds later i’m coming all over her tongue and she licks up every last drop. once she’s done she lays down next to me on the bed. “you’re just so perfect.” she says as she pushes a piece of hair back that was in my face. she place a kiss to my forehead and then to my cheek.

i look deeply into her eyes and give her a gentle kiss on the lips. she smiles at my actions. “i love you, P.” i whisper into her ear as i place my head into the crook of her neck. she puts her head on top of mine and wraps her arms around me. “i love you more my sweet girl.” she whispers back.

notes: i fucking need her. i hope y’all enjoyed i’m kinda proud of this hehe. plss send me ideas for kate/emily if you have any i really want to start writing for them!!

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[artydonsgf]

hi everyone here is art, tashi, and patrick with random headcanons i have of them<3 i have first time saying i love you headcanons coming up!

Art Donaldson

- incapable of fixing his face

- for example, if you guys are at a party n someone says something wild, he reacts SO viscerally

- literal whole body reaction

- extremely ticklish

- you found this out on accident, you were cuddling in bed and your foot poked him while you were adjusting yourself

- he reacted without meaning to and kicked you (not that hard)

- he felt so bad but you were dying from laughter, ofc he’s the ticklish type

- likes to bite you whenever you cuddle

- it started off as a joke but he genuinely loves to gently bite when you don’t expect it and hear your soft gasps in response

- it’s half because he thinks it’s cute n half because it kinda turns him on

- wants to impress you so bad that he’ll read up on something you like n then carefully drop it in the conversation

- he does it as nonchalantly as possible except it’s impossible for him to be truly nonchalant so he’s very obviously glancing at you with a small smile

- would unironically wear the i ❤️ my gf shirt

- little spoon champion

- likes when you’re little spoon but he LOVESSS when you’re big spoon

Tashi Duncan

- also totally incapable of fixing her face

- she can hide shock but she cannot hide dislike, if she doesn’t like something you will know

- hyperfixates on meals

- like she ate this breakfast wrap you randomly made for her for a month straight

- likes when you cook for her because she’ll stand behind you and hug you the whole time

- so dead serious about game night

- you are the love of her life but during game nights you are the enemy

- likes horror movies so she can cuddle up with you

- she’s not really that scared but it’s nice having you next to her when a jump scare pops up

- loves hand holding, she’ll seek out your hands n doesn’t even realize she’s doing it

- cute thing she does is she’ll craft backstories for random people you see walking down the street

- it’s hilarious because she gives very fleshed out background to people you see briefly

- “that guy? cheating on his wife with his secretary who’s also married and has a kid his age” she likes to make the stories messy

- will do anything to make you laugh, really truly obsessed with your face

Patrick Zweig

- he cannot whisper for the life of him

- sees a girl you had beef with in high school n he basically yells “oh my god is that the girl?? the one who had sex with your boyfriend??”

- it’s a mix of not caring n also just not being aware

- extreme tease but if you tease him back he’s heartbroken

- started doing this 👉🏽👈🏽 ironically just to fuck with you but he can’t stop doing it now

- “hey babe, can you please put my bag in the car?👉🏽👈🏽”

- it has consumed him

- extremely stubborn

- also very prideful, it absolutely kills him when he has to speak up n ask for something

- extreme staring problem

- if something crazy is happening in public, he’ll just stare even if it’s really obvious

- doesn’t let you carry your bag

- he can have 100 bags in his hands and he’ll still find a way to carry your little purse

just silly thoughts, enjoy!

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[inlovewithyelenaa]

first time

40’s!bucky x reader

smut

bucky always knew that he would stay a virgin until he met the perfect woman. a nice, innocent and well mannered dame who would love and appreciate him. he began to grow worried that he would never find the right woman, until he met y/n. bucky and her have been dating for 2 years, even before he got the serum. bucky has always known that she was the perfect girl for him, and now he is ready to show her just how sure he is about her.

y/n hums as she cleans the kitchen. she has not seen bucky in months due to him being away with the military. y/n jumps in excitement as she hears a knock on the door. she smiles and giggles as she hurries to open the door. behind the door is her large, muscular and tall boyfriend, standing at about 6 feet and 6 inches. y/n and bucky always loved the height difference between the two of them. it turned both of them on to know that he could control her body and every movement because of how much larger he is than her. the moment that the door begins to open bucky rushed in, throws y/n over his shoulder, and begins speed walking to the bedroom. he throws her onto the bed as she lets out screams and giggles at the sudden action. bucky grabs y/n’s hand and puts in on his massive boner. she begins to palm him through his pants and he starts groaning as the two make out. “i need you so bad, baby. i know we talked about waiting until marriage but i know i am going to marry you and i need to be inside of you, i can’t wait anymore, doll, i need it, please.” bucky says. y/n is silent for a moment before she whispers “have me, buck. i’m all yours. fuck me”. bucky groans at y/n’s words and pulls off her skirt and top. he grabs her panties and rips them off her body. y/n gasps, but has no time to complain about her ripped panties, because bucky begins licking all over her pussy. y/n is automatically whimpering and whining for steve as he begins to insert one finger. he groans on her pussy as he feels how wet she is. she wetness immediately overtaking bucky’s senses and he can’t seem to get enough of her pussy. he is completely focused on eating y/n out that he doesn’t even realize that she is about to come. “bucky! baby! i’m coming don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop!”. he speeds up his motions and y/n finally falls over the edge with a scream. he retracts his fingers and y/n is panting and zoning out, so she doesn’t even notice bucky taking off his pants eagerly. he groans as he begins to stroke his cock, and this gets y/n’s attention. y/n’s jaw dropped. her eyes trailed down his body and she loved every inch of him. finally, her eyes land on his cock. it. was. huge. his cock was at least 8 inches, very thick and an aching pink red tip that was leaking pre-cum. how is this going to fit inside of me? y/n thought. “don’t worry sweetheart, it’ll fit i promise”. bucky grunted as he continued to pleasure himself. y/n sits up and wraps her small hand around bucky’s huge cock, mimicking the movements that he was making before. he immediately groans at the touch, as he can feel his balls tighten. he slaps y/n’s hand away as he pushes her back down on the bed. “i can’t wait any longer baby i need you now”. bucky growls as he rolls a condom over his large cock. once the condom is on he quickly gets on the bed, and begins to push in slowly while peppering kisses all over y/n’s face. once he is bottomed out, y/n has tears running down her face, and her makeup and hair is ruined. this is bucky’s breaking point. she looks so fucking hot and ruined over his dick that he can’t take it anymore. he begins pounding into y/n. her discomfort immediately turns into intense pleasure and she begins moaning very loudly into his ear. hearing his girl moaning so loudly brings steve closer to the edge, so he reaches down between their two bodies and begins rubbing her clit so they can come at the same time. y/n screams “oh my god babe i’m going to come! i’m going to fucking come!” bucky moves his fingers faster and thrusts faster. y/n squirts and the liquid goes in between their two bodies while bucky continues thrusting, feeling his high approaching. he bottoms out and groans loudly as he begins to come into the condom. “oh my god baby there’s so much cum it won’t stop y/n” bucky whimpers until his long orgasm comes to an end. as steve pulls out, he removes the condom, and sees the amount of come in the condom. “oh my god bucky…” y/n moaned as she licked the come dripping off of the tip of his dick. he hisses in overstimulation.

bucky drags y/n to the shower, and they spend time washing each other slowly and giggling as they cover each other in soap. after, they change the sheets of their bed to lay together and cuddle. “thank you, y/n. you were amazing. i can’t wait to marry you.” bucky whispers. “i love you so much, steve” y/n says as she presses a kiss to bucky’s lips. “i love you more, baby”. the couple goes to sleep, knowing that tomorrow morning they will wake up and repeat the fun all over again.

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[daydreams-after-dark]

What's your fanfic fantasy? part 4

Chapter Contents.

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 // Part 5 // Part 6 // Part 7 // Part 8 // Part 9 // Part 10 // Part 11 // Part 12 // Part 13 // Part 14 //

Chapter summary: chan helps you fulfil a fantasy of sensual sex with a stranger.

Premise: OFC + Chan + Jisung 18+ fanfic. This is an AU story about Chan bringing your fantasies to life... but what happens when boyfriends Chan and Han fall in love with you?

Content Warnings: nudity, anonymous sexual encounter, blindfolds, anal fingering, blow job, angst, p in v unprotected sex.

You look out to the ocean from your balcony window. You're trying to calm your nerves and simultaneously build up the courage to go downstairs to make yourself some breakfast.

Why oh why did you send Chan that message last night? Admittedly, it was a very impulsive thing to do, and in hindsight you should have thought it through a bit more.

You hadn’t even considered what Chan might have thought. What if he doesn’t feel comfortable approaching a band member and saying “Hey do you wanna fuck y/n - and oh yeah, she won’t know it’s you?" Maybe he doesn’t want to make it look like you sleep around (not that that is even a bad thing)? Or what if none of them want to do it.

Oh my God. What if none of them want to fuck you? You shake your head. Get a grip.

Eventually, your hunger becomes too much and you head downstairs to the kitchen.

The kitchen is one of those gorgeous gourmet ones you see on Pinterest, and looks out onto a large living area that has enormous sliding doors, which opens out onto the ocean. It’s an absolutely gorgeous space, perfect for a creative getaway.

You hope that no one will be in there since you had waited well past what would be considered “breakfast” time to make your way down.

You tentatively peek your head in, and to your relief no one is there. Thank fuck. You survey the kitchen counter to see what you should eat, and see a cloche covering a plate with a note on top.

“Please eat me!”

You lift the covering to find fresh brownies underneath. Felix must have arrived. Felix isn’t in the band but he manages their tech. Plus he’s known the guys forever, and he makes the best brownies.

“Hey there.” you turn, startled, your mouth stuffed full of brownie.

It’s Jisung.

“You look good with your mouth full.” He teases and raises an eyebrow.

You manage to swallow your mouthful and stick your tongue out at him.

“Oh you want something else in you mouth do you?” he chuckles. “Actually, y/n. You’re not avoiding us this morning are you?” his tone turns serious. “You didn’t come down for breakfast.”

You shake your head “I was just tired.” you reply. He doesn’t believe you. You can see it in his face.

“You are… you’re okay with what happened yesterday then?” He looks at you intensely.

“Yes. Yes. Yesterday was fucking incredible.” you assure him, truthfully. It was incredible, but it’s the aftermath that has you confused. Confused about your feelings, your desires, about Chan and Jisung, and what they might be feeling.

“But?” he pushes.

“But nothing.” you respond more hastily than you intended.

He leans in “You weren’t freaked out when Chan fucked me were you?” he whispers.

Your breath hitches and your core aches at his words. “No! Everything is fine.” you reiterate.

Jisung nods. “Okay.” He seems reassured enough for now. “So, what about this blindfold thingy?” He changes the subject.

Your eyes widen. Of course Jisung would know about your message to Chan, but it doesn’t make you any less embarrassed.

“What did Chan say?” you ask with too much enthusiasm.

“He said-” Jisung begins.

“Jisung, y/n.” Chan is standing at the door, wearing grey sweats and loose t-shirt, but you can’t help picturing him shirtless and thrusting into Jisung. Oh God. You steady yourself.

“Hey babe!” Jisung skips over to him and plants a sloppy kiss on his cheek.

Chan ushers you both over to the couch where he and Jisung sit across from you and you sit there nervously playing with the fabric of your shorts. You feel like you're about to be scolded by two parents.

“So y/n. I suppose we owe you an explanation?” begins Chan.

You shake your head. “Not really - ”

“We do. You see Jisung and I…” Chan pauses. “We're together. In a relationship. Boyfriends.” He continues matter of fact. Jisung squeezes Chan’s thigh and smiles at him. Jisung is so fucking in love, you can see it on his face. Why hadn’t you noticed this sooner?

“Okay.” you nod.

“Only the band members know.” adds Jisung, and you catch his smile falter ever so slightly.

“Well, that’s wonderful that you are both together. And I am glad that you are okay with me knowing.” You're genuinely happy for them.

Chan’s expression turns serious, pained even. “We also need to know if you have any concerns about yesterday? If we need to do anything...Fix anything?”

You can’t stop thinking about yesterday. You couldn’t stop thinking about it last night when you were alone in your bed. Jisung had certainly succeeded in his mission, and now you really can’t get him out of your head.

“Yesterday was great. I thought we all had a good time? Didn’t we?” You're really worried that they regret it.

“Oh y/n, we did! Didn’t we Chan? Y/n you were so- ” Chan raises his hand to cut Jisung off. “Jisung, calm yourself or you are gonna get yourself horny again, and I don’t have the energy.”

Jisung’s phone beeps. “Shit, it’s Binnie. I’ve got a training session with him. Leg day.” He gets up to leave and Chan gives him a love tap on the way past.

“Hey! Don’t touch my butt!” he cries, “Unless you’re going to fuck me!” he adds as he bounds out of the room. Chan smirks and you hide a giggle.

It’s just you and Chan now. The room is silent.

“So," Chan scratches his head and grins nervously. “You want to talk about this blindfold fantasy?”

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Later… (a/n: some of you may recognise the following scenario as a standalone oneshot, but this where I wrote it originally. I apologise in advance if that makes this installment underwhelming. the chapter ends a little differently to the oneshot too.)

You walk down the dimly lit hallway towards one of the unused bedrooms. You've decided this scenario will take place in a space that no one is using, to really maximize the mysteriousness of it.

Butterflies are going absolutely crazy in your stomach, and you tug your satin robe tighter around you trying to settle them down. You feel very sexy and feminine wearing nothing but the robe. The cream floral print against a gold background makes you feel like a queen.

You approach the designated door and knock.

“Come in.” Chan calls from within the room.

You swallow hard and push open the door.

You're immediately taken aback. The room is stunning. The décor is dark and moody, with the walls painted a dark grey blue, and the furniture looks as though it’s antique. Paintings of abstract naked women are hung around the room.

There are various stained-glass lamps, emanating a seductive glow, and there is music playing low in the background. It sounds like French music. A woman’s voice seductively fills the room.

Then there’s the bed. Huge, King sized, so plush and high set. Chan is laying propped up against the dark timber headboard, he almost looks lost leaning amongst the generous number of over sized plush pillows. He’s wearing black tracksuit pants and a muscle tee. It looks out of place in such a sensually styled room.

“What do you think?” Chan gestures around the room.

“Th-this,” you stammer. “It’s amazing Chan.” You move towards the bed, stretching out your hand to touch the dark green quilt. It’s luxurious on your fingertips. You run your hand along the fabric as you move closer to the head of the bed. Someone’s going to fuck you on this.

You perch on the side of the bed facing away from Chan. Your feet barely reach the floor, and you notice the black blindfold laid out neatly on the bedside table. Next to it is a bottle of coconut oil.

“How are you feeling? Are you okay?” Chan reaches out to touch your hand that’s resting beside you on the bed.

You inhale deeply and then slowly release your breath. How are you feeling?  It’s a mixture of feelings really. You're so very nervous. That, you already know. But, you're also… excited. The idea of what’s about to happen is truly thrilling to you. You hope Chan doesn’t think you're too much. You don’t want him to judge you.

You turn to him. “You don’t think badly of me do you?” you ask him.

He looks surprised and squeezes your hand. “Of course I don’t think badly of you, babygirl.” He gazes deep into your eyes. “I just want to make you happy, and to feel good.” He sits up. “Y/n. I was worried you think badly of me! I was worried I might’ve pushed into something you didn’t really want to do.”

You shake your head profusely. “No! I loved yesterday.” you assure him. You sigh. “You seem so confident, and sure of things… you’ve got yourself sexually figured out and not ashamed of it. I feel like I don’t know anything about myself. I never imagine in a million years I would be living out a fantasy like this…I would normally be too ashamed to ever voice such a desire.” You say shrilly.

He laughs and goes quiet. “Well Jisung thinks I’m ashamed, ashamed of him, and that’s why we haven’t come out.” He sighs, a pained look in his eyes, “But it’s not that at all. I’m not ashamed of him… it’s just the world isn’t a very accepting place. I don’t want Jisung to get hurt.”

You reach up and cup his face. “This is why I love you. You are just too caring. We all love you for it.”

Chan smiles and then his focus switches like a light switch. “We gotta get you ready!” He practically jumps off the bed and moves around to the side of the bed you're sitting on. He takes your hand and you slide off the bed.

You'd already discussed the details of how you were going to do this, covering safe words and safe gestures, what positions you are going to be in, and these had been relayed to whoever was going to be participating.

You stand in front of Chan facing away from him. There is tension in the air. Your breath feels wobbly. He steps closer to you and you can feel his breath on your neck and a pang in your chest. You really wish he’d kiss you. He slowly reaches around, careful not to touch you too much, Why doesn’t he want to touch you? and pulls at your robe’s tie belt.

It comes loose easily and allows your robe to fall open. Chan delicately pulls it off your shoulders letting it drop to the floor. You were now standing completely naked in front of Chan, and only Chan.

He had seen you naked only just a day ago, but that was in the throws of lust. It wasn’t planned. This feels more intimate and you're feeling self conscious. He hasn’t been this close to your naked body. Goosebumps form on your skin. It isn’t cold in the room, Chan had thought of that too and had made the room a comfortable temperature. He’s so fucking considerate. You smile to yourself.

You close your eyes in a bid to compose yourself. Fuck. You're really doing this.

Chan takes your hand again and grabs the blindfold in the other. He steadies you as you climb onto the bed where he resumes the position of laying down but propped up against a pillow and headboard. He directs you to sit between his legs facing away from him, and carefully places the blindfold over your eyes and securing it at the back of your head. Your senses immediately heighten. This feels so erotic.

“Lean back on me.” He whispers as he guides you to lean back onto his fully clothed body. You can feel his hard, toned muscles flexing underneath you, and his breathing is strained. Is he nervous? You can feel an erection beginning to dig into your back. Is this turning him on?

You imagine what this must look like, your exposed, naked body with Chan’s strong legs on either side of yours. You don’t know what to do with your hands so you rest them on your stomach. You don’t know where Chan’s arms and hands are, only that they aren’t touching you. You wish he’d wraps his arms around you. You wish he’d caress your body.

For a moment you try to imagine what it would be like if he did touch you. The sensation of him squeezing your breasts, pinching a nipple, sliding his hands over your body. Then you remember why you're here. For a mystery fuck. A small moan escapes you. Did he hear you?

Chan nuzzles his face into your neck, resting his chin on your left shoulder. It’s the closest he’s been to you. “You already imagining a stranger inside you, hmm?” he whispers. You whimper. His voice turns you on beyond belief.

You don’t have chance to answer because there is a knock on the door. You suck in a breath. This is actually happening.

“Come in.” Chan calls out. You hear the door creak open and then close.

“Are you ready to begin?” Chan whispers in your ear.

“Mmm hmm, yes.” you reply.

“Good, because I think you are going to really enjoy this.”

He takes hold of your hands and places them on the bed either side of your body, using his hands to hold them down out of the way so you can’t go ahead and touch your anonymous lover. You had requested this. It makes you feel like you're being forcefully held in place, although you know you can change things if you want.

You feel the mattress dip slightly. Someone is climbing onto the bed near your feet. Who can it be? Is it Changbin? Or could it be Minho? Felix? Could it be Jisung?

A hand touches your ankle. You shudder, then very slowly and delicately it makes it way up to the side of your knee. Their touch is light and feathery. You swallow.

Then you feel a mouth, a moist, plush mouth just above your knee. You think he is about to take the kisses up your leg, but instead takes his kisses back down, making his way down to your ankle. It feels so sensual. Who do these lips belong to?

Chan releases your arms for just a moment so he can lift your legs over each of his legs, which are spread out wide on the bed. Then he goes back to gently pinning your hands to the mattress.

You sense the other man moving closer and a mouth reappears on your skin. This time it’s your inner right thigh. He drags his tongue from inside your leg near your knee all the way up your inner thigh, sending tingles through your body, but he stops before he gets anywhere near your pussy. He does this again, and then mirrors the action with your other leg.

His hands try to push your legs a little wider and Chan assists by moving his own legs wider, forcing your legs to part just a little more. You are ready, wide open for whatever you're about to receive.

The touching stops, but you can feel him kneeling in front of you. Your chest is rising and falling rapidly in anticipation.

You're pleasantly startled when you feel a warm liquid landing on your breasts. The oil, Chan must have warmed it up somehow in preparation. You moan at the sensation of the oil dripping down around and between your breasts. You suck a breath in a sharp breath when you feel a pair of hands cupping your breasts, then squeezing and massaging the flesh in slow, but firm circles.

His hands slide easily over your oiled skin, and you squeal slightly when he squeezes your nipples. You imagine Changbin before you and that it’s his hands pinching your nipples. But you don’t believe it’s actually him. Changbin is a guitarist, with callused fingers. These hands a soft and smooth. That leaves Jisung, Minho and Felix.

As the pinches and flicks become more aggressive you can’t help but arch your back and rock your hips at the sensation.

Chan shushes you. “We need to stay still and take it, remember what we agreed to?” That’s right, part of this was you needed to stay as still as possible, it was all part of being restrained. You compose yourself and stop moving. It’s so difficult but you're determined to play the part properly.

“Good girl.” Chan growls low. Good girl? You love those words.

More warm oil is applied to your stomach. There is so much that it coats your entire abdomen and runs down towards your pussy, and trickles down between your folds. You feel bad for the bedding, it’s probably going to be a mess.

It feels so fucking sexy with your body being this slick and slippery. You feel like a goddess being cherished and adored, yet at the same time you feel like a dirty whore who doesn’t care who fucks her.

You wait for the hands to return to your body, anticipating them all over your stomach and you moan and pant with the need to be touched now. You are so desperate and on the verge of begging.

“Pl-please… please touch me.” you say.

“He wants you to call him ‘Sir’." Chan whispers.

“Please touch me again… Sir.” you pant.

You release a long low moan as he pours the oil at the top of your pussy now. It runs down through your lips and onto your asshole. You wriggle with pleasure and frustration. Chan squeezes your hand, a reminder that you need to stay still. You don’t know where his hands will land next and the anticipation is pure agony.

The stranger lifts your legs up bending them so your knees are up near your chest. Chan releases one of my hands to grip under your knee to help pin it against your chest, whilst the other man pins your other leg.

The heel of a hand presses firmly against your clit and begins to move in circular motions, much like they did with your breasts. It provides a grinding sensation that shoots pleasure deep inside of your core.

“Fuck that feels so good… Sir.” you whimper as his hand swirls and presses on you for what feels like and eternity.

He then drags two fingers beginning at your clit all the way down to your ass, dragging the oil and your own slickness all the way down. Your pussy clenches as his fingers pass by your entrance, not stopping to explore.

He presses a finger to your asshole.

“Aaaah!!” you gasp at the sensation of the pressure.

He massages his finger against your rim, and you know you're going to open up easily for him. You're so aroused and so slick from the oil that it doesn’t take much for the tip of his finger to breech the entrance. You grip the sheets with your hands as his finger slips in slowly. Deeper, deeper, all the way in.

“You’re being so good for him.” Chan’s words of praise in your ear make your melt around the stranger’s finger and it isn't long until you're ready for more.

“Sir… please.. I need… can you put in another finger?”

He slowly removes his finger and you feel two fingers at your hole now. He pushes them in, going ever so slowly. It’s a stretch but he’s moving slowly enough that you're adjusting along the way, making the stretch feel achingly good. He must be experienced at this sort of thing. He knows exactly what to do.

You reach up and wrap an arm around Chan’s neck. He whispers words of encouragement in your ear.

The volume of your moans and whimpers grow so loud now that it’s drowning out the sound of the French woman’s singing. The man moves his fingers in and and out of your ass maintaining a relentlessly slow pace. The burning sensation with every drag of his fingers makes your cry out in pleasure.

“Faster… harder… Sir I need… more.” you whimper.

He quickly builds up the pace. Chan brings his hand to your neck, wrapping it around your throat and squeezing slightly but not enough to cut off the air. Then he brings his thumb up to your lips. You open your mouth allowing him to slip his thumb inside. You pull at the hair on the back of his head and he pushes his thumb further into your mouth. The other man continues to fuck your ass with his fingers.

A mouth lands on your pussy. His tongue swirls around and through your lips. The tip of his tongue slides inside of you. Chan starts to fuck your mouth with his thumb, pushing it deep inside roughly. You want him to ruin you.

You're practically screaming from the glorious agony, your senses are on overload.

Chan removes his thumb. “Is this okay?” he checks in with you.

“Yes… But… I want his cock now.” you pout.

“Ahhh yes, I bet you do. Let’s sort you out huh?”

The fingers inside your ass are removed and you feel the man shift his position.

His thighs press against the underside of yours. Then…you feel the tip of a cock. He pushes it against your entrance. You make a pathetic whiny sound. Your body is begging for him to push his cock in.

Moments pass and nothing happens. What is happening? A sense of panic makes it’s way into your body. Has he changed his mind?

Another moment passes.

“He wants to know if we can take the blindfold off?” Chan asks.

You pause. He hasn’t changed his mind. You quickly try to decide what to do. Whoever it is wants you to be right there with him, making this moment together. Not him fucking fucking, but you fucking each other.

“Okay.” you say shakily. Your breath quickens at the thought of coming face to face with the man who has been pleasuring you so amazingly.

Chan takes over holding both your legs up, and two hands come to rest on the sides of your blindfold, the tip of his cock slips into you slightly as he leans in towards you, giving you a tease of what’s to come. You can’t wait until he is all the way inside.

Your blindfold slides off but your vision is blurry. You blink to adjust your eyes and the man before you becomes clear.

Minho.

He is looking at you expectantly, nervously, like you might run away at the sight of him.

You reach up and cup his face. His cheeks are flushed and lips pink and swollen. He isn’t even being the one fucked right now but he looks like he is.

“Hey.” you say with a dazed smile.

“Hey.” He replies. “Is this okay…do you want to keep…”

You wrap an arm around his waist and pull him down on top of you. His hands reach around to your ass, lifting your hips up and pushes himself all the way inside of you.

Minho is finally free to make noises now and he makes long low moans as he rocks his hips into you. He looks down between the two of you to watch his cock glide in and out.

You still have one arm wrapped around Chan’s neck, your other explores Minho’s body. His toned body undulates like some sort of exotic python. He’s even more skilled with his cock than with those magic fingers. He brings his mouth down onto yours mirroring his tongue with his thrusts. He is such a skilled, diligent lover.

You melt together as his long, languid thrusts become deeper and you are being pressed against Chan’s hard cock.

Without warning, Minho pulls out of you and flips you over in one fluid move so you're on all fours.

You look down and see Chan’s hard erection inside his sweats.

You're about to reach for it when you're dragged away further down the bed by Minho. You look into Chan’s eyes longingly as you're being pulled out of reach while he just stares back at you. You want to please him so badly.

Minho pushes his cock back inside you, causing you to cry out. Pleasure washes over you, mixing with the angst of yearning for Chan.

He slides his thumb over your asshole and presses it inside. “Ahhh.. Yes, Minho.” you cry.

He pushes it in all the way and rests his palm and fingers on your tail bone. His grip is perfect to rock you on an off his cock. You love feeling so filled up, and you're about to come any minute.

Chan looks fucked out, like he’s on another planet. His engorged, swollen red cock is now out of his pants and in his hand but he’s not doing anything with it. He’s just holding it absentmindedly. His eyes are glazed over as he stares at you.

Minho must notice him too. “Kitten?” he asks. “Do you want to help Chan out? Make him come?”

Oh fuck yes! You look at Chan eagerly. You're practically salivating.

“Come over here Chan. It’s okay.” Minho encourages Chan over, but doesn’t move.

“Before I come.” He adds hoping that will spur him on.

Chan, as if possessed, gets up onto his knees and crawls his way towards you. Once he is close enough he offers you the head of his cock. You eagerly take hold of it with one hand and guide him into your mouth. Chan whimpers at your touch. You lick your tongue along his shaft and over the tip before taking him deep into your mouth.

“Oh fuck!” Chan whines high pitched.

“Y/n, don’t use your hands. Make him work for it.” Minho growls as he fucks you from behind.

You do as you're told and release your grip but keeping him in your warm, wet mouth.

Something in Chan snaps. He grabs the back of your head and starts plunging his cock into your mouth relentlessly. He tangles his fingers in your hair as he fucks your face without restraint. You gag. It’s hard to take him and your eyes water.

You look up at him to find him staring at you while he fucks your face. Having Chan using you like this while Minho pounds you from behind and fingering your ass is all to much. You cry out around Chan’s cock as your legs shake and your cunt clenches around Minho. Your arms and legs buckle underneath you, but Minho is there to hold you steady. He wraps and arm underneath you, keeping you in position. He pulls out of you painting your back in his cum.

Chan growls and moans, and pulls his cock out to massage his release into your waiting mouth and tongue. There is so much. He leans back onto his heels, shaking as he watches you swallow every drop. He looks horrified and startled. Oh shit, have you done something wrong?

Chan quickly gets off the bed and pulls up his sweats. “Fuck y/n. I'm so sorry.” He says flustered.

“I’ll get the towels.” Minho announces and hops off the bed.

“Chan?” you whimper. He doesn’t seem to hear you. You can tell he's freaking out. “Chan!” you repeat, “I need you to hold me.”

Chan looks down at you, as though he is scared. What's going through his mind? Cautiously, he edges closer to the bed and sits beside you. You're still in an all fours position waiting to have your back wiped, but you kneel up to let Chan wrap his arms around you. You nuzzle into his chest. Why is he so upset with you?

You feel him relax against you and he strokes your hair. “I shouldn’t have done that to you.” He whispers over and over. You don’t understand. You fucking loved that he did that to you.

Minho returns to wipe you down and to remove the excess coconut oil that had made its way to the strangest places.

Suddenly, Chan gets up and turns down the bed, gesturing for you to hop in. Then he goes around the other side and offers that side to Minho.

You and Minho look at each other. This seems like really odd behaviour, but you oblige and both get into bed as directed, even though this wasn’t part of the arrangement. You don’t say a word as you watch Chan slip his shirt back on and leave the room.

Next Chapter: you role play with Minho and learn more about the man on his mind.

taglist: open

@rylea08 @channieandhisgoonsquad @noellllslut @itsseohannbin @weareapackofstrays @kangnina @3rachasdomesticbanana @palindrome969 @xxkissesforchanniexx @chuuchuu1224 @fun-fanfics @wolfennracha @rhonnie23 @jisunglyricist @strayywayy @rixenluv @piscesrising01 @lunearta @shltsnglggles @lilbabiebunni @jiminssluttyminx @armystay89 @krayzieestay

#skz smut #chan smut #chan x reader #han jisung smut #lee know smut #lee know x reader

[woofwof21]

MOVIE DATES / CHRIS STURNIOLO

idk if im back or not but here's something !!

also i had no idea what to make the title be but this'll do ig lol

warnings? idk: chris sturniolo x reader, use of y/n, use of cursewords, fluff, relatively long story i think

"chris, come onnnn!!!"

i wiggle my hand around in the air, impatiently waiting for my boyfriend to finally get out of the car while he has the AUDACITY to suddenly take ages with the most simple task of pressing down onto a little button and getting his ass off the damn seatwarmer.

"hold onnn, babe! ill be right with you", he replies and after a few more loud clashing noises and plastic ruffling he finally steps out of the passenger seat, slamming the car door shut.

my eyes widen, noticing his hands gripping onto a tiny quarter-shaped box in one and an even tinier plastic bag in the other.

"for you", he proudly announces with the most stupidest grin spread wide across his cheeks that causes a teenage-girl-like giggle to escape my lips.

as chris walks up closer, holding the contenments in his hands right up to me, i recognise lots of strawberries stacked up on one another in the plastic bag. the bag is sweetly decorated with tiny hearts that were, respectfully, pretty obviously drawn onto by chris....and a shiny, golden string is tied into an average looking bow around the top as closure.

"oh my god, baby are you serious??!"

my voice echoes loudly through the entire parking lot, but i don't even care. i shift my gaze to look back into his beautiful eyes and notice the smile on his face softened into a look that pretty much expressed his love to me in all the right ways which causes my stomach to tighten with butterflies that fill it up to the brim.

"i saw a little fruit stand on a street and thought like 'oh y/n likes strawberries!', so i got you strawberries", he explains nonchalantly as if this wasn't the most adorable thing he could've ever possibly done.

"that is SO sweet!! thank you SO much!!!"

my arms snake through the small space between arms and torso, wrapping them around his waist to give him a good squeeze.

he chuckles while draping his arms over my shoulders. i feel the warm palm of his hand rub up and down my back while casually giving me the warmest, most comforting hug i'll ever receive.

"you're welcome"

i feel his soft lips swiftly brush against my forehead in a light kiss before pulling put of the embrace.

he shoves the gifts right up against my chest, into my arms and places his hand on the small of my back, gently pressing down to set my feet back into walking pace.

"we're gonna miss the movie", he states as he guiding me through the parking lot and i roll my eyes while silently inspecting my presents, twisting and turning the box wich appears to have some chocolates inside and running my thumb over the adorable little drawn on hearts on the plastic bag.

"wait, we can't take those with us into the movie theater, babe!"

i look up to him with worried eyes and notice the corner of his lips curling up into a smirk. the devious glint in his eyes causes my brows to furrow in confusion. what the fuck is that fucker on.

"don't worry, i know what to do"

???

as we reach the frontdoors of the building i trip on my feet, feeling his hand wrap around my arm and pulling me to the side.

he grabs the box from my hand and slides it under his hoodie before snatching the strawberries out of my grasp and shoving them under my shirt aswell.

all i can do is give him a disappointed look and shake my head left to right...that was his solution??

"dude, you can CLEARLY see this, chris you can't be serious", i exclaim while running my hand over the very obvious bulge on my shirt which even causes the plastic to crinkle and echo through the whole goddamn street!

chris laughs at the plain disappointment my furrowed brows presented and presses his lips on my wrinkled forehead as he places his hand on the bump.

"we're pregnant!!", he announces with a way too proud grin like he made the creation of the century

"you're fucking kidding me"

chris once again breaks out into a fit of laughter. he's enjoying this a little too much and the fact that he's being absolutely fucking adorable about it irritates me even more. how the fuck am i supposed to be mad at this dumbass when he's like this????

once he's FINALLY calmed back down he grips onto my hand, dragging me back to the entrance and i defeatedly stare at the stupid smirk that remained spread wide from cheek to cheek, showing off his teeth "come on"

we step inside the movie theater and my heart starts racing in thoughts of what the fuck would actually happen if they caught us.

i mean obviously they would just throw the food into the bin and then just continue on following to the script, tell us to enjoy our movie and have a nice day and whatever....

'oh my god, what if the cops get involved??'

'girl calm down, it's just food, no one really gives THAT much of a shit'

'wait, maybe they're gonna just start laughing and give us a pass!'

'okay you're not THAT special'

i get pulled out of my thoughts at the feeling of chris' lips press against my forehead and look up to him confused as he once again smirks down at me. he leans closer to my ear, his arm that is now draped around my shoulder squeezes me slightly more against his chest and a shiver runs down my spine once his breath hits my neck and the softness of his whispering-voice travels through my ear.

"told you we'd make it through"

my head practically jolts to look behind us and i now realize we've surpassed the security. holy shit, was i deep in thought.

k bye 😭

i've been tryna get myself to write like..not about chris for once heh but like idfk this is like my forth time writing like a one shot ever anyway so like whatever

#chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo x reader #fluff #chris sturniolo fluff #christopher sturniolo #y/n #fanfic #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo fanfic

[witchinatree]

magnus protocol episode 15 recap -amble

i think recap is the wrong word for these actually? its more like a live blog situation. i think i'm gonna change that

anywayy i'm so many days late its TIME

oh sam is so smooth with the tickets i adore the two of them

"if only to see your face" WHAT and then alice walks in oh my fucking god. babygirl i love you so much but i really need you to leave

human baby reveal holy shit

"babies are cool" alice honey i am so so sorry for your repeated fumbles but i really think you just need to leave

i thought that was tim for a second i genuinely believed that was tim. i think i am hallucinating him (i miss him).

oh shit.. this is very lesbian of me but she sounds so fucking cool in the scariest way ever

this weirdly reminds me of what happened to daisy but like if she.. died..? you know what i mean??? oh SHIT SHES ACTUALLY IN THE VOICEMAIL OH MY GOD. WHAT? WHAT WAIT SHES IN THE? THATS NOT THE VOICEMAIL THATS THE REAL THAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT honey no honey celia run celia book it so fast

GWEN? GWEN? GWEN??????????? GWEEEENNNN???????????????????????????? MY LOVE????????? MY DEAREST BABYGIRL WHAT THE ACTUAL WHAT ARE YOU DOING BABE BABE??????? AND THE BOUCHARD LORE MY HEAD HURTS OS BAD

and it keeps going. it keeps going. oh is this luke? how did i put this off for so long oh my fucking jesus christ

awe i love that alice and luke are so close

......okay where are we now?? how are there 7 minutes left genuinely what is taking place in this podcast rn

ALICE??????????? ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE ALICE I AM I AM AFRAID I AM AFRAID I AM AFRAID I AM AFRAID I II III IIIIII DO WE REMEMBER HOW WORM SEX GIRL GOT POSSESSED BECAUSE SHE TRIED TO HELP JANE PRENTISS DO WE REMEMBER THAT DO WE REMEMBER WORM SEX GIRL

babygirl.. babygirl no youre in a horror podcast never ever ever touch the victim this is this is awful alice no why did it fucking have to be her my babygirl my sweet cheese my good time boy

A TAPE RECORDER. it's so over? it's so over? it's so over?

#WHY #WHYY #WHY. #the magnus protocol #tmagp #magnus protocol #tmagp spoilers #alice dyer #gwen bouchard #sam khalid #celia ripley #luke dyer #lady mowbray #fen blogs tmagp #tmagp 15

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 32

chapter 51:

1. remus misses sirius and honestly they can make a person feel so fucking single, jesus christ

2. i like how remus is like “reg is james’…. boyfreind????? fiancé????? it would feel too disrespectful to ask atp”

3. “You can love Regulus, or anyone, so much you break the fucking scale, but…some people just don't know how to love themselves, and they have to learn that.” FUCKING PREACH REMUS

4. god, james is talking about how regulus thinks he doesn’t know how to love, when in reality, he loves so hard that he’s willing to die. and AHHHHH

5. 🧍🏻evan jumpscare

6. remus and james friendship >>>>>>>>>>>>

7. petition to reunite lily and remus

8. “Without a word of warning, [Pandora] brings Remus' hand to her mouth to press a quick, gentle kiss to the back of his fingers, then does the same thing to James. Remus feels his ears go hot, because he knows what that means, a Hallow gesture for deep admiration. No ones ever done that to him before, so he's a bit flustered by it, admittedly”

AWWWWW

9. “James, in love with a death eater. Who would have thought?” reading this line feels like such a jump scare. i’m the image of one of those really scared cats where their hair and tail is spiky

10. i’m honestly hoping that everyone can just make it to lily’s rescue. like plsss nobody else die. i love you all

11. “Sirius is currently complaining about the fact that he can't see the moon at night, tipping his head back and boldly requesting McGonagall personally to hang it in the sky just for him.” LMAOOO SIRIUS YOURE SO FUNNY AND I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT

12. “”He's my best friend," Sirius announces slowly, like Regulus is an idiot who can't understand basic concepts.

Regulus arches an eyebrow. "He's my fiancé."”

LMAOOO THIS IS SO FUNNY reg just took the words fiancé and fucking RAN with it

13. AWWW i love how excited sirius is for reg that he’s engaged to james!! he loves his brother so much!!

14. “Regulus huffs and rolls his eyes to the sky, literally begging for patience. "I said: would you marry me? He said: yes. Very simple. Asked, answered, engaged."

"You—" Sirius abruptly starts giggling, and Regulus stares at him blankly. "Oh, Regulus. Regulus. That's not—it's—okay, so you do realize that agreeing that you would get married is not the same as agreeing to get married, yeah?"

"No, I'm pretty sure they're the same," Regulus replies.”

i’m CACKLING

15. “Regulus bursts out. "I want you to keep being an idiot until you're old and ugly, and I want you to come to my fucking wedding!"” ☺️☺️ siblings

16. “"First of all, I would be old and beautiful," Sirius states firmly, holding up a finger. "I am going to be sexy until the day I die, even if I could live until a hundred. Second of all, I will be at the wedding. In spirit. Have it at night under my star. Or just—I don't know, slap a picture of me on a chair and—"”

😭😭😭 he knows he’s gonna be a hot old man. me also like, he’s so funny plss i love him

17. “Did [James] know he was engaged prior to Regulus announcing it when he sent the bagel? No. Is he going to protest it? Also no.” 😭😭

18. 😦😦 they were just talking about weddings and now reg is probably about to drown via crimson river. FUCK THIS

19. “People are born to live, and destined to die. Regulus doesn't care about destiny.” godDAMN

20. sirius helped him climb out with rope. they’re safe. it’s all good. i KNOW he has a pov but i was still so worried for him

21. 😧 my dear. flipping off the sky will NOT help you survive longer. they will just try to kill you more painfully.

22. 😭😭 not zar saying this was a lighter chapter cause he’s comparing it to the previous one. babes. reg’s worst nightmare just occurred again 😭😭

#marauders #regulus black #james potter #jegulus #sirius black #remus lupin #crimson rivers

[percervall]

my lovely mar 💛 you are one of my inspirations for threesomes on this site and so i wanted to know…

of the players / managers / drivers / tps you’d write for… what threesome pairings do you think would make for fun fic ideas? would love if you’d briefly describe the scenario / dynamic that would suit these threesomes 😂

Oh my fucking God, Ivy I love you, but jesus christ

Okay. Okay. This will be under a read more so enjoy I guess?

Carlos Sainz jr. x reader x Marc Marquez

I mean....

The football AU we came up with months ago still lives in my head rent free. Both Carlos and Marc play for the national team and they just won their first major trophy since 2012. Drunk on adrenaline and alcohol Carlos takes his girlfriend back to the hotel for some post-match celebrations only for a drunk Marc to stumble into the room he shares with Carlos, scarf tied around his head, bottle of champagne in his hands. Safe to say that mattress is beyond salvation once they're done.

Mats Hummels x reader x Nico Schlotterbeck

So this is a dynamic we've discussed quite a bit in the discord server, but Nico somehow stumbling across his teammate and mentor of sorts getting his dick sucked leaves him rooted to the spot. Mats is quick to spot him, watching the young defender watch his girlfriend (or wife) enjoy pleasuring him and so he invites Nico to give him a helping hand -or mouth. This whole dynamic has me so unwell.

Lewis x reader x Toto Wolff

Listen, by now you already know I'm a slut for these men, but together??? Ooh boy. I can just imagine Lewis teasing her about her crush on Toto, how that photo taken after Abu Dhabi becomes the fuel for so many of her fantasies. And so somehow Lewis convinces Toto to join them, allowing his boss to show her what happens to naughty girls who don't listen to daddy. Oh my god, I need a cold shower.

Kostas/Darwin x reader x Thiago

This could work with either Liverpool player, I still can't get over Darwin giving Thiago a lil smooch after he explained something to him. So. Let's just go with Darwin for this scenario. Darwin and his girl have been together for a while already. They've had sex, that's not the issue. The issue is that she won't let him go down on her, claiming she's fine with just giving, how she's never been able to come from oral sex before and it's fine honestly. This just won't do for Darwin and so he asks the only person he can think of to help: Thiago aka el profesor. Thiago is more than happy to impart his wisdom onto his younger teammate and you know what they say about putting theory into practice.

Diego Simeone x reader x Antoine Griezmann

Listen, I am not proud of this okay? Having said that, how can you look at the way Cholo treats Anto and not think how he would blindly trust him with his life wife? Atleti have won La Liga and to show Anto just how much Diego appreciates him, he invites him into their bedroom at the hotel, his wife dressed in red panties and a matching red ribbon tied around her chest. And, because he trusts Anto, Diego just sits back and enjoys watching her fall apart again and again and again.

Antoine x reader x Rodrigo De Paul

Okay, now this is just-.. They're boyfriends okay? This isn't a threesome, this will become a throuple and I have spammed @footballffbarbiex so much already with ideas for this. The scene that lives rent free in my head for them isn't even sexual, but I love it so much. Antoine had to report for international duty while Rodri got to stay home with her for a change. They FaceTime every single day and Anto misses them both terribly, so much so that he manages to get home a day earlier than planned. When he opens the door, he's greeted by reggeaton music playing over the sound system Rodri was adamant on installing. Anto moves further into the house, dropping his suitcase by the stairs and opens the door into the kitchen. He sees his girlfriend throw her head back with laughter as Rodrigo tries to teach her how to dance, wearing that backwards cap both of them love so dearly, while biting his lip to not burst out laughing too. And Anto? He just leans against the wall, taking pictures and videos of the two people he loves most in the entire world.

Charles x reader x Carlos

It technically doesn't matter which way you put their names, this was always meant to happen. The idea I have for them is also the plot for a part 2 to this fic in which Charles allows Carlos to attend a demonstration of the app in person, which quickly leads to some hands-on experience

Charles x reader x Sebastian

The only idea I have for this is basically an extended version of this fic. Seb would have a field day ruining that innocent boy Ferrari poached from Alfa Romeo and I need a minute to compose myself.

If you need me, I'll be over here in a puddle 🫠

#ask #ivy asks #mar's emporium of lists #babe I love you but oh my fucking god????

[cowboythewizard726]

big fan of the gorgeous beautiful man covered in blood and sweat

#FUCK i NEED to EAT THIS GUY #laios laios laios... #laios touden #laios dungeon meshi #laios dunmeshi #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #dungeon meshi spoilers #delicious in dungeon spoilers #GET IN MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW #woah #doo you think he la #laiosssss.....save me laios.... save mee....... #ough bnuguhjh #oh my GOD #hes actually; really beautiful #but i aint gay dont dont go around saying im gay alright #hey babe love when ur experiencing the horrors btw its a great look on you #nned to like sink my teeth into the top of his head or his whole cheek and thrash my head back in forth #im not gay #next post may be him being whimper dog man thing hes so buddy #or when he looks determined or when he looks like a cutie pie #me when the character has a range of emotions and expressions #just wow hes so versatile #but hes so pretty like genuinely i love his face #good face of his right there cant wait to sink my teeth into it #laios #laiosss.

[xxcherrycherixx]

Mam leave that child alone-

#ever after high #blondie lockes #you will never understand how much i love this image #shes just straight up fucking crazy #the entire sentient bear community has restraining orders against this girl #this is further proof to my headcanon that she will in fact adopt/kidnap a bear cub as her child. #blondie seeing a bear cub alone: is anyone going to adopt this child? no? guess i will have to #blondie: babe meet your new child! #cupid: oh gods please tell me you didnt kidnap another bear cub #blondie: i didnt kidnap anyone >:( #cupid: ok well please tell me you didnt ‘adopt’ another bear cub. #blondie: #the confused bear cub in her arms: 👁️👄👁️ #cupid: sweetie no-

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

oh my fUCKING god we fucking knew it didnt we HARD swing the other way hey i just met you and this is crazy heres my entire life story come fly away in my phone box with me

#hello mine friends sorry i wasnt here my body just Did Not want to stay vertical anymore #im vertical now #for a bit #we'll see how long it lasts #im watching #i will be reblogging #oh my god hes insane #hes insane #eveerryttthing out on the table youre fucking insane babe #also ruby reminds me so much of clara #oh my god russell we've dONE the last of the time lords Move On we've moved on #oh there ARE dinosaurs nice #oh the short sleeves #'FIVE numbers i like it!!' oh my go dtheyre cute #'most of the universe is knackered babes' screaaaaaammmmm #sure yeah lets not pretend anything is fine or has ever been fine that didnt really work out well #hes not even wearing his coAT #im not in love with him btw im fine #if you were wondering im fine im normal #the hand over her eyesssssss #screaaaamm theyre so cute im obsessed #theyre so twelve clara vibes #also i love how closeby we are i feel like im THERE #SCREAM FOOD?????? obSESSED. the first thing she goes for is FOOD. 'what would you grow a baby for? oh i know' #dw spoilers

[sga-owns-my-soul]

i've found a foolproof way to battle my seasonal depression

country music

so hard to feel depressed when a Funky Little Guy is singing to you about the pretty lady with the ruby red lips blonde hair blue eyes and he's about to bid his heart goodbye

#omg ring of fire by johnny cash came on immediately after #fucking BANGER #literally fighting my seasonal depression with this i'm not even kidding #i'm usually near tears having to take transit home after work #bc it's DARK and COLD and i don't LIKE IT #now? i'm Unbothered #literal life hack guys #50/10 recommend trying #country music slaps so fucking hard #if you don't like hmu i'll find you songs you like #country is SUCH a broad category of music #there's like 85 sub genres #it's so good #i fucking love country music #OH MAN AND COOPER ALAN #BABE YES #god i love this playlist #personal rambles #country music #not stargate

[sofarsogoodsowhat]

Guy who is moving today (me)

#oh god. oh god. oh god im fucking scared i am moving to the fucking midwest and i do not want to #i mean i want to. im moving in with my boyfriend i am so fucking excited i miss him i love him so fucking much but god dammit why does he ha #have to live in ohio. babe if you see this im killing myself just letting you know. anyway oh my god #i have lived in the same city my entire. fucking life so this is like #a lot for me to deal with its fucking terrifying #i know im gonna be fine its just. holy shit?????? like this is really actually happening im fucking moving in with my boyfriend i am getting #out of this stupid piece of shit city im getting OUT. IM GETTING OUT!!!!!!!! SO MANY PEOPLE NEVER GET OUT OF HERE AND IM GETTING OUT!!!!!!!! #IM GETTING OUT IN LESS THAN TWELVE HKURS MY FLIGHT LEAVES AT 1:31PM

[origami-butterfly]

Ok but sometimes the most infuriating political stance a person can have is point blank refusing to discuss social issues with you when you bring it up because they "don't want to get political". Don't open the tags unless you want to read a rant

#my random stuff #vaguepost #vent post #like... babes. how do i explain EVERY DAMN THING YOU DO can be considered political by some metric #YES that includes your silence #also the fact that they will happily talk about being a socialist and fuck the tories and everything #but then if i ever want to discuss something that doesn't directly affect them they will literally just shut me down #like i know our normal friendship consists of sunshine and rainbows and silliness #but I'd fucking appreciate if you didn't ruin that friendship by refusing to agree with me about things that should be a no brainer #I can't even discuss fucking JK ROWLING with them!! because their sibling loves harry potter and they always say “it's just a kids series” #and “let them have their nostalgia” #OH I'M SORRY. #DOES YOUR FUCKING NOSTALGIA MEAN MORE TO YOU THAN MY LITERAL SURVIVAL AND HEALTH??? #like. I'm sorry but there's more important things here #babygirl i don't know how to explain to you #that if a political party said they were going to kill all lefties people BUT give all right handed people unlimited access to horror films #you would vote for them wouldn't you? #even though I'm left handed you'd say “of course i support left handedness how can you even question that” #<- shit metaphor. i know. #but i could point out “yeah they want to kill me” and they'd say “I just don't know enough about it to discuss this; sorry” #like??? if you don't know enough #maybe. fucking?? educate yourself??? by having discussions about it??? #PLEASE pull your head out the sand sweetie #saying you care is just empty fucking words #i shouldn't be saying this; they're one of my oldest friends but GOD. #if you can't even agree with me about jkr being a fucking holocaust denier we're going to keep having problems