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69dias · 2 months

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jude + size kink hehe

a/n: hi guys!! this is a mix of two lovely anon requests that I thought were kinda similar. pls lmk what you think! smut under the cut! also im so sorry for the inactivity! I’m trying my hardest to balance work and writing and everything else I have to do and WRITERS BLOCK :( I hope this suffices, thank you for your kindness and patience!!

jude is a big boy. it’s his contact name in your phone, you see it all the time when you scroll through Twitter, and you feel it when he completely entraps you with his long limbs every time he’s around you. it’s a known fact, something he’s proud of, a size difference he’s so attracted to that it’s even gotten you on board, but you just cannot get used to certain things that come with said size difference.

certain things including the way the dull stretch of his pretty cock entering you hurts right now.

he has you on your back, body bared and littered with the love bites he’s left in his wake. jude’s always been sloppy, just a young man after all, desperate to let the whole world know that he’s left his mark on you in any way possible and the way your skin looks right now is nothing but a testament to that.

it’s not like you’re a very impatient person, but every time you catch his eye, see the way his muscles ripple as he strokes himself over you, every time he moves, practically, you feel yourself clench pathetically around nothing.

“judey, please,” you sound whiney, unlike yourself entirely, but the ghost of a smile graces his face as he stares down at you through his lashes.

“yeah, baby? what do you need?”

“need you to fuck me, jude, it’s too much-“

he cuts you off, pressing his cock to your slit, running it up and down until your legs are twitching in anticipation. he lets himself feel it, too, rubbing the leaking tip against your hardened clit, letting out a deep breath as he looks down at where the two of you meet.

“darling, look at your pretty cunt for me.”

it’s a quiet demand, but you’re practically enchanted by the idea of his cock in you. your eyes travel down to where he’s situated between your legs, a warm blush blooming over your cheeks at the sight of how soaked the sheets have gotten courtesy of you.

jude’s own vision is trained onto you, breath labored and cock still pressed against your clit. when he pulls away, you whimper at the loss of contact, but never stop looking between your legs lest he stop completely.

“you see that?”

the question stumps you. you’re not sure what exactly he’s askinb, but the fuzziness in your head has you unable to verbally clarify. he smiles down at you, all gentle and soft and sweet, using the pad of his thumb to stroke your cheek when you tear your eyes away from your soaking pussy to give him a look of complete confusion.

“look at how tiny she is, baby,” he presses bis blunt head against your entrance this time, pushing in slowly until you’re reminded of how big the stretch always is. when you hiss, he stills, clearing his throat for composure. “‘m gonna need to stretch her out, yeah? you think I’ll fit just like this?”

when he sinks an inch in further, you feel yourself leaking, but the sting makes your eyes water still. you shake your head, but he tells you to use your words, to answer him like a big girl.

“no, you won’t — hah — fit-“

“I’ll make myself fit, baby,” he murmurs it into the darkness of the room, slipping in further until whimpers pour out of your mouth. his hands find your clit, rubbing the softest of circles on the swollen nub just so you’re distracted from the stretch of him moving in you inch by inch.

for a second, you think it’s too much, but the way you clench around jude has his hips stuttering, sheathing himself in you a bit more until you can feel him kiss your cervix. the beginnings of a high coil in your stomach; you can feel him so deep that every deep breath you take has your walls fluttering around his cock, and the way his eyes are drawn to your lower abdomen, you’re sure it’s visible how full you are.

he laughs a bit, a breathy chuckle that’s almost delirious, running a hand over the soft skin below your belly button.

you can see a little bulge forming as he pushes in the last few inches, gasping incredulously as he finally bottoms out. your pussy feels like it’s being stretched to its limits, but you only spread your legs further, keen to take whatever it is that he’s giving you.

“you can feel me in your tummy, hm?” you nod, seeing stars behind your eyes every time you blink. “good girl, letting me stretch your pretty pussy out.”

#jude bellingham/reader #jude bellingham smut #jude Bellingham imagines

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saintship · 9 months

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i see a lot of ghost coming home to reader after a long mission but what about nurse!reader coming home to ghost after an exhausting shift at the hospital they work at? thank you 💓

CUTE

I tried a bit of characterization here; I believe he would do this in a way that seems blunt but is really very meaningful and premeditated. He’s more comfortable with acts of service than nearly any other showcase of vulnerability.

It’s a Given - Ghost x gn!reader

Simon wasn’t big on phone calls; the only reason you picked up the phone in the middle of your shift.

“Hey. Y’Alright?”

“Yeah, is everything okay?”

“Im just fine. Wanted to make sure you hadn’t collapsed.”

“Well, don’t hold your breath..” you shift your weight, the soreness in your feet and legs aching.

“You’re sweet, but I’m in the middle of a shift.” You speak gently. It pains you to discourage him from calling, but even now, the other residents were staring.

“Right, right, sorry. I’ll see you when you get home?”

“That’s right. I love you, Si.”

“Love you, sweetheart.”

“We need an ABG on a combatant child in 106.” A doctor approached you, handing you the child’s chart.

“On it, thank you.”

Aside from that eight year old girl nearly smacking the needle out of your hand, your shift was more of a drag than stressful. Until, of course, 20 minutes before it ended. Four rapid responses, a code blue, and a violent patient escaping into the lobby, all after another. After those 20 minutes became an hour, you finally caught a gap to leave. You were lucky your car had given out in the garage that morning; if you’d tried to drive instead of taking the bus, you’d be back in that hospital right now.

The sight of your apartment door was almost enough to make you cry. It opened before you could reach for your key, Simon greeting you in sweatpants and a white T shirt. His casual wear along with his mussed hair pulled a smile over your tired features.

“Hi..”

“Hey. Come in, you look like you’ll faint.”

You took his outstretched hand and let him unlace and tug off your boots after shutting the door with his foot.

“I’ve got some dinner for you for after you shower.”

He rose to take your hands again as you rested your back on the wall.

“Thank you..”

“Course.”

Each time he did things like this, took care of you, he always seemed a twinge surprised when you thanked him. As if it was a given; you had a long shift, so he’d look after you. Simple as that.

“Towel’s in there with some clothes.” He nodded with his head to the bathroom.

Since a thank you seemed to pass over him, instead you leaned up and kissed the bridge of his nose gently, right over the scar there, before pressing a proper one to his lips. His hand cradled your head like clockwork, like the both of you were falling into place.

You heard the beeps of the microwave from the bathroom as you rid yourself of your scrubs. The clothes he’d picked included a shirt of his, which made you smile. It was an SAS issued long sleeve from his early days, but still comfortable on you. The hot water washed away the sweat that prickled the back of your neck, the smell of your body wash soothing your senses after hours of a sterile environment.

You wandered into the kitchen still towel drying your hair, unable to resist being near Simon when you finally had the chance again.

“I forgot you still had this.” You tug at the shirt, a warm light in your eye.

“I don’t wear it, but you do. So I keep it.”

He handed you a leftover portion of the recipe you’d both made together the previous night, entirely distracting each other from what was a simple instruction list.

You lean against the counter to eat, Simon wandering behind you to hug your waist.

“I really do appreciate it..you make it easier. If it weren’t for you, I’d probably just pass out in my scrubs and wake up feeling worse.”

“I know.” he replies gently. Knowingly. “But I won’t let that happen.”

He sets your empty dish in the sink, guiding you by hand to the bathroom to join you in brushing your teeth. You’d told him once it was easier to do something hard when he was doing it too, and you’d never had to repeat yourself. He also had a habit of ‘making sure his breath was clean’ by kissing you, which never failed to make you smile. He could be such a dork, and it made your chest hurt with affection.

“You still want to read, or are you too tired?” He asked softly, guiding you to bed.

“I can listen for a bit. I really like when you read.” You reply, settling under the sheets. He stood at his nightstand drawer, sifting through it. “Which one tonight, doc?”

You huff at the nickname, though smiling a bit.

“Pride and Prejudice.”

“Y’go soft when you’re tired, eh?”

“Shut up.”

He grinned, and the sight of it could fuel you for a week’s worth of shifts.

“Alright..” He settled in beside you, lifting one arm to drape over top of you. Your head rested at the soft bit of his hip, toying with the woven bracelet on his unoccupied hand.

“‘No,’ said Darcy.” Simon began. “‘I have a made no such pretension. I have faults enough, but they are not, I hope, of understanding. My temper I dare not vouch for. It is, I believe, too little yielding..’”

When Simon glanced over at you, you were asleep. He set down the book soundlessly, his heart swelling at the way you held onto his forearm in your sleep, and eventually dozed off himself.

It felt like a given.

#cod requests #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty #cod mwii #simon ghost riley #cod mw2 #call of duty mw2 #simon riley x reader #simon riley x gn reader

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chaoticloving · 1 year

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new years, new family

harry styles x reader (SOH masterlist)

summary: y/n meets anne and gemma for the first time, and harry's just happy. || w/c: 2.2k

a/n: felt i should post a bit more before im back to class, enjoy and have a good new year!

Anne was an amazing mother. She was kind, empathetic, and had the strong will that helped her do what was right. Harry loved his mum too. Despite all the arguments and the fame, he has always had faith in her. He truly felt the love and comfort that a mother should give any child—and he still does to this day as an adult.

Anne prided on being someone her kids could go too if they needed an ear and always gave her kids space, but that didn’t stop her from being curious about their lives. She would sometimes sneak in a “do you like someone” or “when do you think you’ll have kids” every now and then, but they knew she just had their best interest at heart.

Anne was very careful about what she asked Harry though, not to say that she would be blunt with Gemma, but there were certain questions that would sound too much like a TMZ journalist asking questions. So, Anne would turn to Gemma to maybe slip some detail about Harry’s life.

The last time Gemma came around her mothers though, she did tell Anne that Harry’s got a crush that sort-of, maybe, turned into his girlfriend. “But don’t quote me on this. I don’t know for sure.” Gemma reminded her mother.

But Anne was bubbling with excitement. She knew the girlfriend in question is Y/n, the women Harry might of suitably alluded to having a crush on, and she couldn’t be more excited for her boy. She reminded herself though that she can’t be too pushy, but she can watch the young actresses movies.

After just under six months of dating, Harry decides he wants to tell his family.

“I know my mum won’t tell and Gemma will just make fun of me, I just don’t like keeping you a secret from everybody important in my life.” Harry confessed, kissing his lovers face all over as a way to win her over.

Y/n had a habit of overthinking, but seeing her boyfriends puppy dog eyes she just couldn’t say no.

“I believe you.” She kissed him back. “Just don’t embarrass me when you tell them.”

The next morning Harry was practically jumping from excitement, yet feeling like he needed the bathroom every five seconds from nerves. Harry knew his family wouldn’t hate Y/n or everything of the sort. It was just the fact they would be one of the first to know and their secret relationship wouldn’t be a secret anymore. He knew Y/n wasn’t just in it because of the the secrecy, but the fact still didn’t make him feel any better.

Harry powered through, and made the call.

The line rang a couple times before the cheery voice of Anne rang through. “Hi Honey, so good to hear from you!”

Harry laughed, walking around his London flat aimlessly. “It’s nice to talk to you too. Been feelin’ so busy from work that I think I’ll go crazy.”

“Oh no, well remember to take breaks and focus on you.” Anne thought this was her chance. “Do you have someone you can talk to or someone you feel comfortable with? Go out with them and forget about work.”

Harry blushed, he was in the kitchen and he could see the back of y/n. He thinks she is getting her morning coffee all ready as well as a cup for him.

“Yeah, actually, I’ve met someone.”

The pure joy running through Anne's body was something she last felt when Gemma told her about her last boyfriend.

"And is it who I think it is?"

"Have you been talkin' to Gemma recently?" Harry ask, false annoyance slipped through his voice. "But uh-" He cleared his throat. "Yeah, I think so. "

Anne practically screamed through the phone, excitement radiating though.

"But we are talking about Y/n, right?"

"Yes! Yes, oh my goodness, you finally are together! You two look so adorable together and I know to never buy into something TMZ or Daily Mail says but I saw your little photo and then when Gemma finally told me that you told her that you were talking to Y/n I started watching all of her movies so far and she is very talented, although, i have to admit, when she kissed that other boy in the movie I kept thinking how you would been feeling and--"

A couple seconds into her rant, Harry put Anne on speaker phone and was suffering from the adrenaline rushing though him. He was coming down from the high of fear and going into a tired yet happy state.

Y/n handed Harry a cup of coffee, half cream with a ton of sugar added in, then sat down next to him with her own coffee in hand. Y/n was trying to hide her smile through a look of embarrassment, but the actress couldn't quite hide her emotions from Harry.

Harry nudged Y/n, a smile on his rosey face. They look at each other with such adoration that it was sickening to anyone single.

"Harry? Harry, you still there?" Anne's voice snapped Harry from Y/n's trance on him.

"Yeah, I'm here mum." Harry chided, clearing his throat. "Just got a bit side tracked. What did you say?"

"When are you two coming over then? I know Gemma is coming round for new years so six could work, maybe five, or is that too early for new years?"

Y/n's eyes went wide with shock as she heard Anne's words then she could've sworn her heart stopped beating when Harry replied, as nonchalantly as ever, sure mum.

"Six'll work." Harry said, saying his goodbyes. He hung up his phone and smiled at Y/n. "You excited?"

"Definitely."

...

Y/n was not excited. Not in the slightest.

Y/n and Harry spent the holidays with their own families. They called each other, constantly; and much to Annes delight, and Gemma's partial annoyance, they've been hearing all about Y/n constantly. But a few day's after the holidays, they both met up at Harry's flat to make the journey to Anne's.

Currently, they were in Harry's Range Rover, close to Anne's house. They left a couple hours after Anne's call, knowing the drive is long and traffic would most likely be a nightmare. Harry has made the long drive quite a few times since he has moved to London, he knew it like the back of his hand; Y/n, while she hasn't made this specific drive, has gone on plenty of long trips in her life.

Yet, this drive, was pure torture.

She didn't want to tell Harry thats she is scared. She knows Harry would turn the car around and say it's no big deal, but he would be disappointed.

It wasn't like she didn't like what she has heard about his family, the opposite in fact. It's what they have heard about her.

Currently, the media is portraying Y/n as a serial dater, using someone for a night, or weekend if they're lucky, then dumping them and repeat. And poor Harry is the unconfirmed boyfriend that Y/n is dragging along for a long time.

They got all that from one group photo at a party last month.

It's not true. She knows it's not true, Harry knows it's not true, but does Anne and Gemma know it's not true? Anne invited her when there wasn't too much drama going on, but now? She was terrified for what would happen.

Y/n is just glad that it is just Gemma and Anne tonight, as much as she would want to meet Robin or Desmond, she can't deal with anymore people in one night.

"Okay so a couple tips." Harry started, turning down the volume of the song on the radio, Fleetwood Mac obviously. "One, don't ask Gemma if she is dating someone unless you want her to give you a silent treatment."

She nodded.

"Don't mention fame or anything too out of touch. Not really specific, just general advice because my mum always scoffs at people who flaunt their money."

"You say this in your custom two-hundred-thousand car." Y/n joked, trying to keep her cool.

"I got teased a bit." Harry shrugs, flipping the indicator and turning down a neighborhood. "But that's just teasing."

Harry sighs as he pulls to the side of the road in front of a nice house. It was cozy, yet big enough for a couple and a guest or two. "Ready?"

"Nothing else?"

"Not really sure." Harry fidgeted. "You're the first they would or could meet so..."

Y/n just nods as Harry's voice trails off, it's all she can do. Their thoughts mimic each other.

She's meeting her future in-laws.

I'm meeting my future in-laws.

The only difference was the tone. Excitement and fear.

Harry walked round to the other side, opening her door and holding his hand to help her out. Y/n felt like the paparazzi was watching her, but instead of flashing lights it was curtains suspiciously moving.

Harry knocked on the door, hand in a death grip with Y/n's. "Deep breaths. They're going to love you."

"Harry!" Anne swung open the door and smiled, when she looked over she saw Y/n, causing her to smile brighter and nearly bring tears to the women's eyes. "Y/n! I'm so glad you're here. Come in come in!"

Y/n had her red carpet smile on. She was carful to not make her smile look too obnoxious, but not like she was not excited to be here.

"Ms Twist you're house is beautiful." She complemented, earning her first awe of the night.

"Please, call me Anne." She blushed. "And thank you sweetheart."

"Where's Gem?" Harry asked, taking his shoes off and brushing his hand on Y/n's.

"Living room. She's on the phone with someone." She winked and walked into the house. "Come in, I've got some nibbles for you two."

Y/n mouthed, someone?. Harry just rolled his eyes and mouthed, "ex." She nodded and followed Harry into the the house.

"Gemma get off the phone." They heard Anne yell. "Say hi to the couple."

Gemma’s jaw dropped as she hugged Harry. She saw Y/n and her smile grew. "You're the famous Y/n we've been hearing about!"

Y/n nervously laughed but nodded, excepting the hug happily. Harry sighed thought, face turning a shade of pink. "It's so nice to meet you!" Y/n was smiling. Their first impressions were so far good. They seemed excited to meet her, and Y/n was able to breath finally now.

"Not long until midnight, so I've got to get going on the dinner." Anna decided.

"Let me help!" Y/n jumped at the opportunity to get to know Anne and get in her good graces. Following her to the kitchen and leaving the siblings behind.

"Mum's going to love her." Gemma whispered to Harry, shoving his shoulder. Harry just blushed, happy that his girlfriend is getting along with his family.

Midnight struck, cheers and hugs were done, and a sneaky kiss between the two young and in love celebrities were shared. Anne was tired, so the rest decided to retire to their rooms for the night. Harry took their two bags up to the stairs and revealed the small room that housed talented singer: Harry Styles.

It had grey walled with posters hung all around. As Y/n looked closer behind the records and old CDs tapped to the wall, she found a poorly covered up dent in the wall. "What's this?"

"Something that will definitely give my mum a heart attack." Harry smiled, dropping the bags. "Was playing with some of my friends and one "accidentally" threw a nerf gun at me."

"Sounds fun." She mused, continuing to look around the room. "Seems like your music taste has not changed." Y/n noticed the Joni Mitchell collection, right next to the Stevie Nicks one.

"Nope." Harry sighed, standing next to his girlfriend, but she could sense the smile forming on his face. "I'm glad I threw out all of those porno mags."

"So thoughtful." Y/n pushed Harry away as he laughed. Harry grabbed her and threw themselves onto the small, twin sized bed that had superman sheets on.

"Superman? At sixteen?" She asked.

"Hey, don't hate on superman." Harry defends. "These sheets are too comfy to get rid of."

They laugh a bit more, settling slowly into the silence that the small room gives them. They can hear Gemma talking to someone through the wall, though they don't mind--they're too wrap up in themselves to care.

"Think your family likes me?" She asked.

"Oh definitely. You're much better then any guy Gemma brought round." Harry remarked. "Plus mum loves you loads, it's really easy to see. She doesn't just offer her special margaritas to anyone."

"I'm glad." Is all Y/n says. She's tired now, a long stressful day of nerves really washed her out, but thankfully, she's got an amazing boyfriend to sleep next to.

"I'm glad you got to meet them." Harry admits. "No way you can break up with me now. Mum'll miss you too much."

"I'd miss her too. Not that I'd ever want to break up with you."

Harry kissed her sweetly, "Good, because I'd never do that too. Wouldn't even think of it."

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ilwonuu · 13 days

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hello!!!

it’s ur 🍒 anon and i would like to request a hao brothers best friend trope type fic?? tysm!!

my lovey 🍒 anon<3 HIII i would love to!!! thank u for requesting babes,,,i hope you enjoy ml💖💖

moonlight

: ̗̀➛ xu minghao

ᯤ paring- jun is readers brother, brothers best friend, friends to lovers<3 softdom!minghao x sub!reader

ᯤ warnings- smut with plot, they make out in a car, dry humping?? (just a lil), lots and lots of kissing, praise kinda??, unprotected sex(he pulls out tho💪), fingering (f receiving), dirty talk, after care, they’re very in love (yuck!!!), jun catches them cuddling (he lowkey loves them ok), affection, fluff, they stargaze together<3 MDNI

ᯤ a/n- not proofread OOPS PLS I WILL,,,,I MADE RHIS TOO LOMGSHAGSGS,,, im not regretting it tho because i LOVE it. minghao is rotting my brain anon thank u for sharing ur idea💖💖

he is going to be the death of you. “he” being xu minghao of course. the most gorgeous man you set eyes on. he’s also jun’s best friend, your brother. isn’t that just great for you? you’re around him constantly, he’s kind, caring, and very hot. why wouldn’t you have the biggest crush on him? he’s also coming over right now. you, him, and jun planned a hangout. you loved hanging out with them,,,especially minghao.

you guys had planned a game night with every board game imaginable. you three in you & juns living room. you were obviously winning in every game. but that was quickly cut short when a call interrupted your round of uno. jun looks around for his phone quickly. he grabs it,, answering his phone.

“hey! yea im free- okay cool i’ll leave soon!” he replies to the other person on the line. “i got myself a date!” he says after hanging up the phone. “they want to hangout! i’m so excited- surely you guys would be fine here by yourself.” he smiles at you two. “well of course we will. right y/n? go get that date.” he looks at you with a soft smile. you nod looking back at your brother. he is gone in an instant to go to his room.

“do you want to keep playing?” minghao breaks the small silence. you shrug a little shaking your head. “not really- i’m tired now.” you laugh at yourself feeling defeated. he nods his head agreeing with you. “i’m gonna lay down for a little bit. if that’s okay? i promise i won’t let you be alone for the night!” he nods and lays back against the couch.

“lay down all you need. im gonna do the same!” he smiles at you as you make your way to your bedroom. you smothered your self in your covers as soon as you get onto your bed. you try to find something to watch but there’s simply nothing good. so you think why not do something you literally always do. stargazing!!! maybe you can invite minghao? if he would even want to come- your brain can’t help but to bring him into everything.

you make your way down to the living room to see minghao laying on the couch scrolling on his phone. you have your keys in hand as you grab you fill up your water bottle. “where are you going?” minghao turns to look at you.

“oh- i’m gonna go stargazing. you can come if you want.” you say looking at him with a soft smile. he jumps off the couch with a nod. “can i? that’s like my favorite thing ever.” he makes his way over to you leaving you awfully close. you blush at the closeness and look away from him. “okay let’s go.”

the stars and minghao had easily become one of your favorite things. you two are laying on a blanket at your favorite look out spot. the temperature is perfect and so is minghao. you try to focus on the stars you really do but you just keep getting distracted. “what are you thinking about in that pretty head?” his words catch you completely off guard. you try not to show how flustered he makes you as you reply.

“nothing- just staring into space.” you smile as you turn to him. you regret that very quickly. he’s just so pretty. “you think jun is having a good time on his date?” he asks looking at you softly. you nod. “i’m sure of it! juns really great. and he really likes them. he’s always telling me.” you laugh as you think of the memories of your brother.

“yea me too. they seem great for him.” he nods at your words turning back to look at the stars,, you doing the same. “you want to go on a date with someone? you got a crush?” he blurts out as he smiles at the stars. “oh- well not really. i don’t know i guess?” he turns to look at you. “that was an unsure answer.” he giggles a little and you blush at that. the sound of his laugh filling your ears is something you could listen to forever.

“well i do like someone but they don’t like me back so it’s stupid.” he shakes his head. “not stupid at all. i-well i’m kinda in the same situation. i get you.” he smiles at you. “what do you think i should do?” you say looking away from him. “i don’t know- i would say go for it. you never know what will happen.” his words are comforting but you obviously don’t think you’ll be able to go through with his advice. you’re very afraid of rejection and making it weird for jun. you never want to put him in that situation.

“why haven’t you taken your own advice? i know it’s easier said than done.” he sighs a little at your words. “the girl i like is kinda off limits. well i don’t if i would say off limits but it’s just complicated.” you nod at him. “y/n- i don’t know if i should say this. but the girl is you- it’s fine if you don’t feel the same i understand. i just can’t lie to you.” he says looking at you waiting for you to say something. you are beyond shocked by his confession. you never thought that he would feel the same.

“look i’m sorry if that made you uncomfortable. that’s the last thing i wanted to do.” his expression softens as he sits up. “no minghao! i’m not uncomfortable i swear. i just am shocked because i feel the same.” you sitting up as well to look at him fully. “really? are you messing with me?” he laughs nervously.

“no no- i would never do that. minghao i like you too. i have for awhile i just could never tell you. i was too scared and i know it’s stupid because you’re jun’s best friend and i know how easy you are to talk to- i’m just rambling now i’m sorry im nervous!” you laugh looking away from him. “don’t be sorry. i’m nervous too. you make me very nervous,,in the best way!” he says not taking his eyes off you.

“can i kiss you?” he asks grabbing your hand. “yes-“ his lips are quick to meet yours. the kiss is sweet and filled with love. you let a moan slip as he deepens the kiss. his hand cups your face as slowly melt more into the kiss.

you’re the first to pull away with a light pant. “i wanted to do that for a really long time.” you say with a smile. he nods his head pulling you into a hug. “me too- also you look really pretty tonight,,you always do.” his words always make you blush but him calling you pretty has you bright red. you laugh looking away from him.

“no- i meant it you look beautiful.” you smile as he rubs your cheek a little having you look at him. “thank you minghao. you’re sweet.” he smiles before looking around. “it’s getting pretty late do you think we should go back?” you nod getting up from your spot grabbing your blanket heading back to the car. “do you want to drive?” you ask waving the keys at him. “sure.” he smiles as you throw the keys to him. you both getting into the warmth of the car.

“minghao- can i kiss you again?” you turn touching his arm gently. “of course sweetheart. come here.” you literally think you might die right then and there. sweetheart????? you could die happy now of course. he leans in to kiss you, his hand coming up to grab your face again. this kiss is more desperate on his end and you love it. it’s hungry but he’s still being gentle.

“you’re so fucking pretty.” he says in between kisses. you have butterflies in your stomach. you are dying in front of him and you don’t even care. you moan quietly as you slowly climb over his lap. he helps you onto his lap as you get comfortable. you grind down mindlessly against him causing him to pull away from the kiss.

“shit- are you- do you want to do this?” you nod pecking his lips. “maybe a little here and more at home? if you want to- hao i really want you.” he laughs in disbelief. “you’re gonna kill me. i want you more than anything pretty.” he pulls you into another kiss as you start to grind down onto him again. he groans into the kiss moving his hands to your hips helping you move against him.

“fuck- let’s go now.” you pull away from the kiss and climb off of him. he laughs straightening out himself as he starts the car. “wait- what if jun is there?” you look at him as he starts to drive to your house. “i don’t think he’s back yet. i think he would’ve texted or something.” he smiles at you quickly looking back at the road.

as soon as you guys make sure no one is home. you are quick to run to your bedroom. you guys are stripping each other like its a race. he is on top of you kissing your neck slowly. “can i touch you?” he asks as he kisses against your chest and down your stomach. “please hao-“ he kisses against your thighs. he comes back up to face you to kiss your lips. you feel his fingers rub against your thighs. he plants soft whispers and praises into your neck as feel his fingers rubbing against your slit.

“hao-“ he shuts you up by kissing you as you feel one of his fingers enter you. he’s kissing you sloppily as he works his finger slowly. he pulls away to look at you fully spread for him. “look at you. so so pretty i can’t-“ he kissing against your skin gently as he cups one of your breasts rubbing it gently. you moan out quickly putting your hand over your mouth.

“don’t hide yourself. you sound so pretty.” his finger curls inside you as he rubs your clit with his thumb. “b-but what if jun comes h-home.” you throw your head back at the pleasure quickly forgetting about your words. your moan is loud as minghao licks a small stripe against your neck, kissing it very carefully.

“h-hao? can you fuck me? please i n-need you.” you pull his face closer to you by his chain, careful not to break it. “shit- are you sure?” he asks as he kisses your cheek. “yes! i’m- so sure please-“ he nods quickly moving to spread your legs for him. he gives his dick a couple strokes as he lines up with you. you watch him with intense eyes as you feel yourself get wetter. his brown hair messy and the dark light is making you lose your mind. how could someone be so perfect? he wants you? you are beyond lucky.

“you are completely sure?” he looks up at you. you nod pulling him down to peck his lips. “i need you- please hao.” you sigh as you feel him rub his tip against your clit. “why are you teasing?” you pout at him as he chuckles at you a little. “okay- i won’t tease you anymore.” you feel him push into you gently as he leaves kisses against your neck and shoulders.

“oh- oh my gosh hao-“ you wince at the pain but it was quickly replaced with pleasure. he slowly bottoms out watching your face. “are you okay?” you rubs your side lovingly as he watches your expression. “yes- keep going. you can move-“ he cuts you off as he starts to move his hips shallowly.

“shit- i didn’t ask about protection-“ he looks around as he draws his hips from you. “no- you can just pull out! if you’re okay with that?” you grab his arm gently. he looks at you with a half smirk. “yea- fuck okay.” he is quick to return to movements. you cry out loudly, moaning his name.

he groans when he hears his name leave your lips. “fuck- keep moaning my name sweetheart.” okay did you just come? well no but you could’ve from how sexy he sounded. you throw your head back as his hips speed against you. his hands are gripping your hips helping you move with his thrusts. “this okay?” you nod moaning out.

“so g-good.” you are almost to tears he’s moving at the perfect pace and being so gentle. he leaves soft kisses against your body. the praises sending you into heaven. “you’re so pretty- fuck aren’t you?” “you look so perfect for me, all for me.” you blushing at each of his statements as your cunt agrees with the loving praises he’s giving you. “shit- i might come.” he looks at you before groaning as his hips start to slow just slightly.

“me- too. don’t s-stop.” you grip his shoulder as you moan his name loudly. his hips start to move at the perfect angle causing both of you to cry out for each other. “i’m coming-“ he kisses your neck as his hips stuttering. you clench around him as you to warn him, coming undone. he groans as he pulls out of you. his warm seed painting your stomach. you both moan out as he throws his head back.

“you were so perfect. took it so well for me.” he kisses your head. “look at you gorgeous as ever sweetheart.” he rubs your cheek as he grabs a rag to clean you up. he’s very gentle as he cleans you up. he’s looking at you giving you cute smiles as you feel some spots tickle. he gives your face soft kisses as he finishes cleaning you off.

“all clean now- well kinda.” he smiles pulling your fave in to kiss you as he crawls into the bed with you. just a few hours ago you were thinking of the boy in that same bed. you look over as him as you hand him his shorts and grab your discarded clothes both of you getting dressed. minghao staying shirtless with just his shorts. you guys crawl back into bed together. he pulls you close to him almost instantly. “i think i’m in love with you.” he says as he looks at you. your smile quickly turns into an even bigger one.

“hao i think i am too.” you kisses his lips snuggling back into him. “you’re so beautiful. how am i so lucky?” he kisses your cheek. “will you be my girlfriend?” he asks you as he lays his head against yours. “of course i will hao.” you smile kissing his head. you two stay cuddled up for another hour as you hear the front door open. jun came in to no one in the living room, which he thought was weird. maybe minghao is in his room and you are in yours? of course he’s gonna check on you first. he opens your door without knocking giving you and minghao to separate from each others arms.

“i’m home. how was ur nig-“ he looks at you guys blankly for a second almost speechless. “did you guys- have sex?” he looks at minghao’s boxers and shirt with your bra against the floor. “uh-“ he shakes his head. “fucking finally. well first of all gross. but finally you guys can stop annoying me with the awkward flirting!” he laughs quietly.

“glad your night was eventful.” you hide your face in embarrassment. “okay enough about that! how was your date jun?” you ask him, you smile as minghao nods along with your words. “it was great! we’re going to breakfast so on that note i’m going to bed. i also need to wash this image out of my mind.” he turns away from your door closing. “we weren’t even doing anything!” you shout through the door. he ignores you but you quickly get a text.

jun😾- goodnight love u guys 🤮

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levilxvr · 5 months

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Forget about him. (p2)

PART 1

PAIRINGS: levi x f!reader

WARNINGS: nsfw 18+, breakup, car sex

SUMMARY: erwin calls to tell you he won’t be home for the night so levi drives you to his apartment, where he can no longer hold back his desires.

Your phone rings and you curse.

“fuck, he’s calling.”

You quickly end the call with levi and pick up erwin’s incoming call, then sigh when you hear him giggling over the indie music blasting in the background. Clearly he’s drunk again- he never controls his alcohol intake. Typical erwin.

“hey,” you mumble

“hey baby, im gonna be over at marlene’s place for the night, hic- you ok to be alone right?” You rolled your eyes. The fact that he had the audacity to explicitly state who he was sleeping with made you want to hang up on him. Normally he wouldn’t say who he was with, but this time he seemed too intoxicated to think properly.

“Oh, can I go home then?” You fake a little bit of sadness in your tone. Not like he cares anyway.

“Yeah- hic- okay I gotta go now, I’ll see you tomorrow baby cant wait to see your pretty-”

You hang up on him, throwing the phone aside when you remember you’re still laying there with your shorts off, panties damp with cum. You can’t stop thinking about the fact that right now, he was probably heading to some other girl’s place to sleep- no, probably fuck. You ignore the hurt in your heart and finish cleaning yourself up and retrieve the extra set of clothes from erwin’s closet, throwing your soiled ones into his laundry basket as you pick up your phone again.

Fine, if he wants to play this stupid game he can go ahead. You had other plans, anyway. It’s still pretty early, about 10:30pm. Your phone buzzes and you see a banner come in, this time from levi.

levi: everything alright?

you: yep, he’s staying over at someone’s place tonight and won’t be home.

levi: oh

you: I was thinking, if you don’t mind maybe you could drive over? Wanna chat with you.

levi: of course, meet me at the parking lot in ten :)

On the other end of the line, he’s got the silliest grin on his face. His heart flutters in his chest and he immediately shoots out of bed, throwing on a black hoodie and grabbing the car keys. Erwin’s place isn’t too far from his, it’s just down the road a few blocks away. Two years ago when he’d just gotten his first apartment, he used to meet up frequently with erwin at the park round the bend. But now..his heart sunk a little when he realized they probably couldn’t be best friends anymore.

Screw it, his jaw tightened. You deserved better. And after doing what he just did with you over the phone..Sure, it felt amazing and he got the relief he needed so bad. But it also left him wanting more. He couldn’t get the sound of your pretty moans out of his head since you hung up and it was driving him crazy. He felt like his old self a few years back when he was a horny teenager.

Soon levi was pulling over at the parking lot as you emerged from the lift lobby, walking over to his car. You get in the front seat beside him and, with your sudden surge of confidence, peck his cheek lightly. “Where to?”

“We can go to my place if you’re ok?” You can barely make out the blush on his cheeks in the dim lighting of his car.

“I’d like that.”

The drive to his apartment is silent. His right hand is on your exposed thigh, thumb stroking idle circles on the soft skin as you try to keep it together. Your gaze is focused on his hand, that pale, slender hand you imagine thrusting in and out of you every night. Now that you actually look at it in detail, you realize how smooth and veiny it is, his nails neatly trimmed as well.

“What’re you thinking about?” he asks softly, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Not much.”

He hums in response. Every time he glances at you from his peripheral view all he thinks about is how perfect you are. As you stop at a traffic light, he’s admiring your hair, your features, your outfit..hold on. “Is that my hoodie?”

“Mhm. It’s the one you lent me at the library a few weeks ago.”

His breath catches. God, suddenly you became even more attractive.

You let out a sigh and lean in to rest your head on his shoulder. Somehow it’s so natural, and you don’t feel the same tension that’s lingering in the air whenever you’re with erwin. Levi tells you that you’re reaching, giving your thigh a little squeeze. He parks the car in the corner lot but doesn’t get out- instead he relaxes back into the seat and wraps an arm around you.

“Can I ask you something?” You face him, taking his hand.

“hm?”

“Did you really mean it when you told me to forget about him and just..you know,”

“Of course I did.” He closes his eyes and kisses your hair. He loves the smell of that sweet coconut shampoo you use. “Did you think I said it in the heat of the moment?”

You shrug and he lets out a long breath.

“Fucking hell y/n, you have no idea how badly I’ve been wanting to be with you. I just didn’t want to ruin things between you and Erwin. Thought maybe it would get better, but now that you’re really gonna break up with him, shit, I don’t think I can control myself anymore.”

“Then don’t.” You slip your hands under his hoodie, finally running your fingers over the toned, smooth skin you’ve always wanted to feel. His muscles tense and he shivers as you begin tracing the lines of his abdomen.

“What?” His voice is shaky.

“You don’t need to control yourself anymore, levi.”

He pulls away from you and bites his lower lip, hesitating for a moment as he runs a hand through his already tousled black hair. “You sure?” His fingers caress your jaw, thumb pressing down lightly on your lip. You give him a knowing smile and seconds later you’re both leaning in to kiss each other. It’s sloppy and rough, there’s no rhythm but neither of you care. Months of emotions- sadness, anger, love, joy, are all escaping from him as he tightens his grip on your waist and pushes himself closer to you.

“Backseat?”

“Why?”

“Kinda wanna fuck you real bad.” You laugh at how casually he says it.

“Your house is right there, levi.”

“don’t care.”

Then you’re on his lap, legs on either side of his as he grabs your ass and pulls off your shorts. He lets you grind against him, feeling his pants become tight again as his cock hardens. The little noises you let out only made him throb as he hastily yanks the fabric down, letting his erection free. It’s about the same size as you imagined, maybe slightly thicker. You straddle his hips and press yourself against the shaft, precum dribbling from the tiny slit.

Levi’s forehead is pressed against your shoulder, whimpering and cursing softly as he guides his cock to your hole, being careful not to do it too fast. You’re so soft and warm, it’s even better than he thought it would be, nearly cumming on the spot because of how good it feels. You didn’t realize how pent up you were until you felt him stretching you out so blissfully, pussy hugging him so tightly you can practically feel him throbbing inside you.

You start bouncing on his cock, starting slow while he adjusts to the feeling. Levi can’t believe you’re actually doing this right now, it feels like a dream come true. He pulls you in for another kiss, desperately beginning to thrust himself upwards in rhythm with your movements. Your fingernails dig into his back when his thumb presses against your clit, toying with it while his other hand slides under your top, brushing it on the underside of your breast.

“fuck, i’m so close baby,” he moans, head hitting the back of the seat as he hisses through his teeth. Usually he takes longer to cum but this time it just feels too damn good and he’s so sensitive. He can tell you’re gonna cum soon as well from the way you’re squeezing around him, so he speeds up and you feel the head of his cock kissing your sweet spot.

“fuck, yes levi- right there,”

“here?” he groans, doing the same thing as you whimper. It’s the first time hes fucking you and yet he knows your body so well.

“you on the pill right?”

“mhm,shit i’m gonna cum-”

“me too pretty girl.” his voice is a pitch higher, breathy moans escaping his swollen lips as you both climax. Levi stills inside you as he empties his load and your head is thrown back while you ride out your orgasm. It’s more intense than the ones you’ve been giving yourself for the past month, and your legs are shaking as you try to lift your hips off him.

“fuck baby, look what you did,” he gasps, tensing at the wet mess you made over his legs. Shit, he couldn’t believe he made you squirt. You’re surprised as well, cuz you’ve never done it before. But before you can recover from your high, his strong hands are flipping you over so you’re lying across the backseats, Hips slamming against yours as he continues fucking you.

“levilevilevi, wait i’m-” still sensitive, you were gonna say, but the rest of the sentence turned into a high pitched groan as you feel your core heating up again. Minutes later he’s sending you over the edge for the second time and your pussy clenches around him, clear fluid spurting onto his abdomen.

You’re breathing hard, body trembling as he leans down to kiss your lips. He watches as a mix of both of your fluids begin seeping out of your cunt, burying his cock back inside you to push it back in. “shit, you’re so hot, I could do this all day.”

you giggle and tangle your fingers in his silky hair, lying below him in silence for a while.

“Let's go upstairs and get in bed, it’s gonna be midnight soon.”

The next morning, you’re woken up by the sound of your phone ringing. You’re tangled in levi’s arms and he lets out a low, sleepy groan as you reluctantly wriggle out of his grip. Unsurprisingly it’s erwin calling you- probably wondering why you’re not home.

“hello there, hope you had fun with marlene last night.”

“Babe, are you out?”

“Yeah, don’t bother looking for me, I’m done with our relationship.”

“What the hell?”

“i’m breaking up with you, erwin.”

He starts bombarding you with a bunch of questions you can't be bothered to answer, so you hang up on him mid sentence and put your phone on silent mode. You feel levi’s arms wrap around your waist from behind, pulling you down beside him as he tucks your hair behind your ear. He gives you a small smile.

“that’s my girl.”

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bontenslut3 · 5 months

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who’s my obedient slut?

HEYYY YALL IM BACK FROM NOT POSTING CAUSE I HAD ZERO IDEAS BUT SINCE IM A HOBIE LOVER HERES ONE

Warnings/Tags- unprotected sex, creampie, tittie play, biting , HEAVY details , rough sex , praise , virgin reader , smut with barely no plot , use of the n word and slut , mention of spanking . Sorry for any minor spellings I’ll fix it later

Please don’t read if your not of age you can get me and you in trouble. BUT HAVE FUN GUYS

I wanted him to pin me down on the bed i begged and planned this remember?

“Get on your knees now “

“ hobie please im sorry I won’t do it again i promise “ i pleaded on the floor crying after breaking one of his favorite chokers and trying to hide it. The other girls outside of the door listening.

“ you know y/n your the only virgin slut i have that I haven’t fucked since I got so maybe todays your day huh princess what do you say you

A : take a hard spanking from me while having your hands tied behind your back and a vibrator in that nice pussy of yours

or you

B : take my cock from behind while having slow hot sex while I stretch out that nice and tight ass of yours ? “ he says laying out a black leather belt on his lap

“ I choose b “

“ hmmm amazing choice now take off those slutty clothes and get on the bed for me hmm?” Hobie says walking around to put the belt back and than I felt him behind me that’s when EVERYTHING changed that night

On a cold night with the moonlight shining though the window his clothes half way off his back and muscles showing looking me dead in the eyes than kissing my neck slowly while telling me I'm all his and that he'll never leave me alone until the day we die , holding one of my legs on his waist biting my neck than placing a soft but a deep and passionate kiss on my lips while I wrap my arms around his neck never letting him go , his hands trailing up my shirt.

Whispering slowly into my ear If I was sure I wanted this he knew I wanted him for the longest so of course I said yes.

he takes off his shirt fully while forcing my head to look at him in the eyes, I was embarrassed it was my first time ever having sex than he helps me remove my clothes while slowly kissing my neck and playing with my breast , biting deep but soft into my neck forcing a moan out of me. He moves one of my legs to the side while rubbing circles on my sensitive spot

" you like it don't you l've been waiting so long to taste you baby " he whispered into my ears while taking off his pants I could feel him getting hard I wanted him to just fuck me already but I had to be patient the things he could do to me would is crazy.

" your gonna take my dick like a good girl right? Hmm?"

“ hobie please- “

He bits down on my neck again “ I didn’t ask for you to beg or plead I asked for an answer “

“ yes “ i whispered

“ speak up! I can’t hear that sexy voice of yours baby “

“ Yes! “ I yelled letting him know I was serious about taking him

“ aww that’s my girl I like it when you yell out yes”

Hobie’s phone rings and it’s miles on the line

“ yo miles ill be a while bruv i have something nice and tight waiting for me to finish them “

He hangs up the phone and turns his attention to me “ I hope you know that ‘ nice and tight ‘ thing is you “

He turns me around face flat on my stomach sliding his cock in my ass aggressively, i yelled out in pain he didn’t even give me the chance to think after saying that. He starting humping me aggressively all the lube he put in my ass sliding out , wet sounds from his dick hitting my ass and the lube mixed it’s like he’s taking out all his pent up aggression out on me.

“ fu-fuck hobie can you be a little soft it’s my fi-first time “ I said stuttering from how hard he was fucking me his cock slamming in and out of my ass.

“ be softer?! Oh no princess I’m not sure I’m going to do that it’s your first time and I want you to remember every last bit of this no Niga can fuck you as good as I can baby, no one can put you to sleep with they dick like I can I promise you baby I promise you no one can fuck you like I can.”

Hobie keeps fucking me my body feels numb and weak but I loved the way his dick made me feel I was going crazy for him I don’t know if I wanted more or if I wanted him to stop it felt to good and I wanted to cry from how hard he was fucking me but I couldn’t…I begged him for more I didn’t want him to stop the pain felt amazing.

“ oh now you want me to keep going huh!? you like that baby huh!? you like how deep my cocks going into that nice tight ass of yours ?! Told you no one can fuck you like me no Niga gon fuck you but me right ? Your all mines and no other nigas?!”

“ y-yes hobie I’m all yours “

“ say what i want to hear slut “

“ no Niga can fuck me like you can “

“ huh say it louder I can’t hear you baby!! I want you to scream it “

“ No niga can fuck me like you can !! “

“ that’s it baby yes oh fuck yes that’s it I’m about cum fuck your amazing oh fuck I’m so fucking close “

“ ah-ah~ shit ah oh fuck mmm that felt amazing fuck” Hobie cums Deep inside of me some of his cum leaking out of my ass , my pussy wet and wanting to be fucked.

* deep breathing * “ ah oh fuck that was amazing. Hmm aww your pussies all wet she wants me to fuck her? To bad I’m all out of energy fuck that drained me “ he said while smacking my ass and fingering me

“ maybe if your a obedient slut tomorrow night I’ll fuck your wet pussy okay baby ?” He kisses my forehead and spoons me before all this I was scared of sex but maybe after this I’ll keep being hobie’s obedient slut and yes all the girls on the other side of the door heard idc .

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1970sgothfreak · 10 months

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Okay before you read this final part I just wanna say a huge thank you to everyone who has supported me while I’ve been on my break, I am going to try and post more content but I got my dream job/apprenticeship but once again thank you so much and enjoy! ☺️

The Forgotten Twin’s birthday Final part

You sat in the alleyway and looked up at the dark stormy sky of Gotham, it had just began to rain so you stood io and began your journey home, on the way back you though of what your mother had said about you going back to the league.

Were…were you really thinking of going back to the league, you would have to leave everything behind…Alfred, Jon,…the boys and your father.

You shook your head and noticed that you weren’t at the manor but had in fact walked to the bat burger place, you had been so focused on something else that you hadn’t realised you were hungry.

You went inside and sat down ordering your regular and pulling out your phone noticing a bunch of texts, opening your phone you decided to read Jon’s texts first

“are you okay?”

“Im so sorry I let it slip please don’t be mad at me!”

“Thank you for sending me your location be safe”

And the final one

“I love you ♥️”

It was short and simple but, it still made you smile and blush before you checked the other messages they were mainly things like:

“Are you okay”

“Dads really upset”

“Come home we need to talk”

“Please come home we’re sorry”

“This is ridiculous” you thought to yourself as you took a bite of your food, noticing a bunch of family’s eating together happily, you felt sad but also envy

Why did those children get what you didn’t?

Why did they have people who actually wanted to spend time with them?

Why…

Why weren’t you good enough for them?

Y/n pov

I finished my food, placing the money on the table before leaving and squeezing the water out of my jacket, I thought over the things said and sighed annoyed wondering if they actually were sorry or just sorry that they got caught

I headed back to the manor and entered when I hear the boys talking, I quickly shut the door and snuck around the corner to listen to their conversation, it was…about me..!?

“Bruce you need to calm down”

“Calm down my reputation is going to go down the drain so are the boys if they ever find out what we did to Y/n!”

Oh…

They really didn’t care, of course I knew that but finally hearing it made me realise it and how much…it actually hurt a bit..?

I pulled out my phone and saw that Jon sent another text

“You get home okay honey..?”

“Yea I did…found out the truth lol”

“Truth?…”

“Bruce is only trying to apologise so that he and the boys don’t loose their public reputation…I’m thinking of moving back in with my mom”

“But then I won’t be able to see you again…”

“You will! I’ll make sure of it, I’ll even ask my mom right now!”

I exited the chat and pulled up my moms contact before texting her and asking if it was okay for me to bring Jon with me or for him to at least be able to frequently visit, I saw the chat bubbles appear and waited with anticipation to see her reply

“Yes that’s fine, I’ll make sure he’s allowed access to you constantly”

My face light up with a smile once I saw my mothers reply and texted Jon to let him know, he was also excited all that was left to do…was pack up and say goodbye I don’t know what will he harder but…all I know is that I’m getting out of this place and I’m going home and one thing I know for definite is….

I am never coming back.

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ask-sarah-and-co · 4 months

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Merry Christmas + happy holidays @askpokepals!!!

(writing under cut! it turned out longer than intended ngl)

“Gah!”

A piece of paper flutters in the wind, smacking Sarah in the face. She quickly skims it over, “A wishlist?”

She looks up, watching a Hoopa’s ring shimmer away, and back to Hugh and Sparkle, who are battling fine together. “They won’t miss me for like an hour, will, they?”

Pulling out her aerodactyl Wyvern’s pokeball, she tosses him out and they fly off.

“Let’s see, something to decorate a clubhouse and something from a band…” She checks her phone’s map, “Wow, we’re almost in Galar! You’re a fast flier, bud!” Wyvern trills in agreement.

She stops at a store and picks up a pack of fairy lights, ones that twinkle between light shades of pink, blue, and purple. She also grabs a poster featuring Piers.

Sending out Wyvern again, she mounts his back. “To Spikemuth, Wyvern!”

“Sarah! Good to see ya.”

“Hi, Piers!”

He puts his phone in his pocket and ruffles her head affectionately, “How’s the Alola region treatin’ ya?”

“It’s been really nice! Everyone there is so relaxed, you know.”

“Heh, I figured. You run into Uncle Grimsley yet?”

“Yeah! He and Uncle Lucian are with Aunt Lusamine right now.”

“‘Right. Wish ‘im well from me ‘n Marnie, kay?”

She beams at her friend, “You got it!” She digs into her bag, pulling out the rolled up poster. “Could you do something for me, actually?”

“‘Course. Want that signed?”

“Yes.” She hands him the poster as he takes a black marker out from his pocket. “It’s for someone’s Christmas wishlist.”

“Ain’t it a bit early for that?”

“Yeah well,” She thinks for a second. “It’s probably from another universe or something.”

“Figures,” He scribbles his signature and hands the poster back. “I’ll never understand ‘em.”

Sarah checks her phone, “Oh shoot, I’ve gotta get going. Thanks a lot, Piers!”

“Cheers, Sarah. Was good to catch up.”

“Aunt Lusamine!” She bursts into the woman’s office, causing her to shut the holographic screens around her desk.

“Sarah! What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, nothing.” She takes a deep breath, having dashed through Aether Paradise. “I wanted to know where you keep your wrapping paper?”

“Wrapping paper? Oh, for a present right?” She chuckles, “You bought a present for Rose and Giovanni’s wedding?”

“What? No. Actually maybe I should… But no. It’s a Christmas present.”

“Oh! Well we do have the materials, but I’m not certain we have any Christmas colors.”

“That’s fine! Just tell me where it is and I’ll get out of your hair!”

“They should be somewhere in the main entrance, probably around the desks.”

“Thanks, Aunt Lusamine!”

“Good luck, Sarah.”

“Hi, Uncle Lucian! Uncle Grimsley!”

She drops a bunch of materials, including a roll of wrapping paper and a spool of ribbon, across from them.

“Hey, Sarah.” Grimsley looks at the things she’s tossed on the table, “You’ve been busy, huh?”

“Yeah! I’ve been working on someone’s wishlist in an alternate universe!”

“That’s quite nice of you.” Lucian hardly looks up from the book he’s reading.

“Do you guys think I should write a card?” She doesn’t give them time to answer, “Oh Uncle Grimsley! Piers and Marnie say hi!”

“You saw Piers?” He checks his phone, “Only in the last hour?”

“Yep. Wyvern’s an alpha and flies really fast.”

“Wyvern?”

Lucian smiles, “Her aerodactyl.”

“Hm, that makes sense. I saw you flying around earlier…”

Sarah pulls a card out of her bag, one featuring a litten and a rockruff in Santa hats.

Dear Ninasha,

Merry Christmas! Or happy holidays!

I hope you like what I got you! I wasn’t sure which band you liked, but I got this poster of my good friend Piers! He signed it and everything! It might be weird if you’re not a human, because he’s a human, but that should be fine, right?

Hope you like both things!

Love, Sarah

She places the card on the lights and speedily wraps and ties a ribbon around them. She makes sure to also tie a ribbon around the poster and add a tag.

Soon, the portal shimmers into existence above her, and she tosses both things in.

Sarah returns back outside, returning to her previous position. It’s almost like she never left at all.

#pokestarsending2023 #Sarah Adamu #ninasha nidorina #askpokepals

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hidingoutbackstage · 10 months

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so im coming to you, the leading scientist in ashley graham-ology, to say you are SO right. there is literally no difference between ashley in the original and the remakes. they didn't make improve on her characterization, they just gave her scenes that endear her to the player, and even though they're very sweet moments... they don't give us anything new? i mean, it's nice for her to have moments where she can express her feelings, i mean she's been kidnapped and taken to a foreign village so thats going to be at the forefront of her mind, but we get nothing deeper about her. frankly, we get more new characterization from the sorority sticker on her phone and her casual outfit than we do in most of the new scenes. everyone else gets retooled stories, and she is very much the same. and, imo, at best she is a slightly more polished version of her old self (which is not saying much because she was never given a lot to begin with), and at worst she feels like she falls into only being important when it comes to leons development. anyways srry 4 rambling but yes! I agree with you!

You’re right in every way ugh I hate it so much. Like they COULD have expanded upon her in a way that both fit the context and the narrative while still making her a more fleshed out character. Luis got a whole ass backstory and people keep drawing cutesy art of him with his old team of Umbrella researchers who we never knew and don’t matter, but people only talk about Ashley in the context of Leon.

And the problem is that the game does this too! It isn’t just fandom misogyny this time (though that’s obviously at play sometimes) but everything Ashley does is just her being a victim, or relating her to Leon. Even the funny and cute stuff brought over from the og doesn’t get to be about her! Ashley operating the wrecking ball is a setup for Leon to comment on “what they’re teaching kids these days” when in the og it’s unexplained and that kinda implies it’s just something she knows how to do. And it’s funny without context, but in the game the context they give just makes her look stupid for comparing it to driver’s ed.

She helps put out the fire on Leon after his fight with Mendez. See? She’s helpful now! She tries to hit Leon with a candelabra when he shows up instead of cowering in terror like in the og. See? She’s #girlboss now! She doesn’t flirt with him or call him a pervert for acting like a pervert. See? She’s mature now! She says “We can protect the U.S. from all threats!” See? She’s patriotic now! She’s mind controlled and holds a knife up to her throat instead of panicking and running in fear. See? She’s less of a crybaby now! She gets one (1) good outfit (that only came with preordered games) See? She has personality now! (except it’s entirely cosmetic and has no effect on how she is in game) She now has a slimmer face, blue eyes, obvious makeup on, and her hair covers her “dumbo ears.” See? She’s attractive now!

But she doesn’t get a motherfucking personality, when she’s the ONLY character who didn’t get one. Luis gets more backstory, Krauser gets more (incorrect/conflicting) backstory, motherfucking SALAZAR gets more backstory. But not Ashley! Not the g-d damn, entire focal point and center of the entire game, not the main female character, she gets g-d damn nothing!

Here, off the top of my head, here’s little bits of dialogue that could deepen her character yet still fit in the game

A: I can’t wait to see my dad again. I miss him so much.

L: You two close?

A: Yeah. He’s a great dad. He had to be, we’re the only family each other’s got

L: I promise I’ll get you home safe, Ashley.

or, alternatively

A: I’m so nervous to see my dad again. I hope he isn’t mad about the kidnapping

L: Mad? It’s not your fault

A: I know, but…it feels like it is. It feels like I did something wrong. I shouldn’t have been caught.

L: It isn’t your fault, Ashley, and I’m sure your dad won’t be upset. He’ll be happy to see you

A: I hope so

or, again alternatively

A: So, how’d you become an agent anyway? My bodyguards, [name and name] say you’re the best in the business.

L: It’s a long story

A: Tell me when we get back, then?

L: Sure. It’s not very fun, though

A: What’s that supposed to mean?

L: Nothing, don’t worry about it…let’s just say, it involves someone you remind me of

(there so all the fangirls can cry about how emo Leon is while Ashley gets confirmed to have relationships)

or,

A: I can’t believe I went to that party. I didn’t even want to go.

L: Why’d you go, then?

A: My sorority sisters told me to come. I wasn’t gonna turn them down.

L: They good friends?

A: Not really. More like colleagues, I guess

or,

L: They took your jacket

A: Yeah. They can keep it, honestly. I never liked that thing

L: Why wear it, then?

A: Dad says it looks good for public appearances

See? Would it have been that hard?

#sid answers #theonlyadawong #sid bitches #resident evil #ashley graham #sorry to go off like that. honored to be the leading scientist in ashley graham-ology tho

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itsdannysworld · 5 months

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Secret (Part One)

OMG DANNYS WRITING AGAIN?? Howdy yall, id like to say im back and better than ever, so welcome to my new seriess Warnings: cheating, angst, allusions to smut, cursing, the usual Pairing: Jake Kiszka x reader (I dont know the band Greta Van Fleet and this is all a work of fiction)

enjoy-

Sharing a mans heart with another woman is one of the most painful things. Being hidden by said man is worse though. Whats worse than that, is being told that he loves you.

You worked backstage as a roadie for Greta, setting up and breaking down the artists most important possessions. You met Jake that way, bumping into him while you ran backstage. “Oh I’m sorry!” You said as he smiled the softest smile, stealing your heart instantly. “Hey, don’t worry about it, shit happens.” He chuckled. “You’re y/n, right?” He asked, still smiling. “That’s me!” You offered a small smile, you felt shy around him. “Hey, can I get you number? For roadie things.” He chuckled. “Oh yeah sure.” You said, typing your number into his phone. “Cool, I’ll text you.” He winked and continued walking. You were neon red at this point, not knowing how to react. The rest of the night flew by, breaking down everything the moment the finished their set. You finally got a break and checked your phone, seeing a new number pop up on your screen.

New Number: Hey its Jake, meet me in hotel room 430, i wanna get to know you

You smiled, squealing a little bit at his text. It wasn’t till the next morning you found out about his girlfriend, and that you would have to share him with her. You rode the elevator up to the fourth floor, giddy at the fact you were gonna spend time with him. You made it to his door, softly knocking. He opened it quickly, kinda catching you off guard. “Hey darling, come in.” You blushed at the pet name, not knowing how to react. You walked in, the room smelling like linen and his cologne. You turned to him as he shut the door. “So what does a rockstar like you want with a girl like me?” You questioned. “Well I’d like to get to know you, definitely in more ways that one.” He flirted. You blushed again, your sudden confidence diminishing. He walked towards you, a smirk across his face. “Fuck now, talk later?” Lord he was making your knees weak. “Yes please.” And just like that his lips were on yours, pushing you onto the bed and crawling on top of you. You woke up around 8am, groaning not ready to get up for the day. He laid next to you, dead asleep. You learned a lot about him last night, mainly how good he could make you finish. You went to the bathroom checking your phone. You decided to go on insta and do a little stalking, you may work for him but you barely knew him.

Fuck

On insta there he was, posting about his girlfriend and his one year anniversary.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Your eyes welled up, guilt seeping through your pores. You heard a knock on the bathroom door. “You almost done?” He asked. You swung the door open, and he immediately sensed your distress. “Why didn’t you tell me you had a girlfriend?” You confronted him. The tiredness in his eyes suddenly went away. “Look she and I barely get along, we're really nothing.” “Oh so one year is nothing?” You questioned, your tone coming out harsh. “Y/n let's not start this, we both enjoyed last night and I had more fun with you than I ever had with her.” He smiled, pulling you in for a hug. You hugged him back against your best judgment, you caught feelings easily and a small crush on him had already formed. “Let’s keep this between us, our secret.” He whispered. “Yes sir.” You whispered back.

You left his hotel room quickly, and found yourself face to face with Daniel Wagner. You internally cursed yourself, knowing that he saw you leaving Jake’s room. “Have a good night?” He smiled, acting as if this was a common occurrence. “Sure.” You answered, not conveying too much emotion. “I won’t say anything as long as you don’t, got it? We all hate his girlfriend.” You let out a small sight off relief. “I- uh yeah cool.” You stuttered out.

What the fuck did you get yourself into?

#greta van fleet fic #danny gvf #jake gvf #gvf #josh gvf #greta van fleet #fanfic #danny wagner #danny wagner x reader #sam kiszka gvf #jake kiska fic

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storiesbyastrocraft · 9 months

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Love Sick - No Meds Please

@im-notbean this is absolutely based on your comment, so thank you!

I start a new job tomorrow and should ABSOLUTELY be asleep right now, but I live to make Aizawa stressed sooooo >:)

*time skip to when I finished writing this*

That's a lie- I started already- but I DO have to work the next 10 days and I am using this time to write >:D

Aizawa X Sick!Male Reader

Taking medicine can be incredibly difficult, especially for Y/n

Pills? No.

Liquid medicine? Not gonna happen.

It didn’t matter how badly Y/n wanted to take medicine, it wasn’t going to happen. And if he tried to force it things almost always got worse.

Aizawa didn’t believe him at first when Y/n mentioned his problem.

“Shota?” Y/n’s voice cracked through the phone. The busy man had only picked up because his boyfriend never called when he was at work, so he assumed the worst. “When are you going to be home, I feel like I’m dying.”

“Y/n?! Is everything okay? Did a villain attack you? Which hospital are you at?” Aizawa was always worried this day would come, the day when his work effected his lover. He shoved papers into his bag, making a mental note to call Mic to cover his class.

“What? No!” Y/n’s pitiful laugh did little to calm the man’s nerves, “I just have a cold or something.”

Aizawa stopped dead in his tracks.

“Sho? You there?”

“You mean to tell me,” Aizawa let out a deep sigh, “That you called just to say you’re a little sick?”

“Well…. yeah.” Y/n grew embarrassed as the silliness of the situation dawned on him. “But I feel really bad. It hurts to move and I can’t breathe and-”

“What medicine have you had? I’ll grab some on my way home.”

“None….”

The silence sat between them was uncomfortable even over the phone. Y/n hated having to open up about his medical habits, it felt so childish. What adult couldn’t suck it up and pop a pill? Him. He couldn’t.

Y/n tried to explain this is his lover, but he was met with resistance.

“Look. I’ll be home in a few hours with some medicine, I don’t know what else you want me to do. You won’t get better if you don’t take anything. I have to go. Try to get some rest, okay?”

It wasn't until Aizawa got back to their shared apartment that he realized just how serious his lover was. Aizawa had truly figured it was just a matter of 'Oh you'll take medicine if it gets bad enough.' but as he watched Y/n's labored breathing he knew that wasn't the case.

That is when the soup ritual started. Growing up Aizawa didn't always have the money to buy whatever medicine was needed to make himself feel better, but his mother always seemed to know just what to throw into a soup to fix him right up.

"Okay kid, what hurts?"

Y/n knew whenever that question was asked that he was in for a delicious treat.

It didn't matter what symptom y/n threw at his lover, Aizawa would figure out how to make a soup that would have him back on his feet by the end of the day! Y/n knew he didn't need to worry about a little capsule when his boyfriend got busy in the kitchen. Very few people knew how to deal with Y/n's aversion to medicine, and even fewer were willing to learn. Maybe that's why Y/n seemed to fall a bit more in love every time he caught a cold.

The hot soup was often accompanied by a glass of cold water. If y/n set down an empty glass, Aizawa would quickly refill it.

"Hydration is important right now, Y/n." Aizawa sighed, "We have to get this sickness out of you."

It took Y/n an embarrassingly long time to realize his lover's trick to get him some vitamin D.

As the day came to an end Aizawa would open the doors to their small balcony. The setting sun covered everything in a golden glow.

"You are so beautiful." Aizawa wasn't one for compliments, but as he saw y/n laying in the sun he couldn't help but say something.

"Sho, I am still in my pajamas and I'm pretty sure I'll be scrubbing soup stains out of this shirt tomorrow."

"Absolutely stunning. Come stand with me."

Aizawa's outstretched hand urged y/n to stand on his weakened legs. The two of them stood watching the sunset, feeling the fleeting warmth upon their skin give way to the crisp night air. Yet as the stars began to show neither of them dared to move. In this moment, everything was perfect. There was no evil, there was no good. There was no suffering, there was no health. There was only love.

Eventually, though the moment would come to an end as the night air got too cold for either of them to bear. Aizawa would leave Y/n standing alone in the cold for only a moment, quickly returning with a blanket for his lover. He would carefully cover Y/n and pull him close, leading him to bed.

#male reader #bnha #aizawa #fluff #hurt comfort #headcannons #i love this man #sick reader #sick fic #AstroFics

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callmeyoursblog · 4 months

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just somethin’ i wrote at 4 am and decided to share :) an extension of the childhood best friend!simon fic im currently working on. first thing ive posted on tumblr so bear with me <3

} some suicidal ideation (like one sentence), not checked for grammar or spelling

my phone kept ringing.

i let it ring.

and i threw it into the river.

no phone. no name. no trace.

new hair. new country. new life.

as i stood on the bridge i debated simply jumping. i knew this job would fucking kill me. i didn’t know it would come so soon. i didn’t know it would happen right after i got simon riley back.

i walked towards the thick of the city again. it was getting dark. i scanned the streets as i walked, assuring no one was following me. i could have passed as an anxious young girl, walking alone in the streets. and that’s what i fucking felt like. helpless.

i entered my apartment above whatever local bar it was. assuring there were no intruders. i suppose my location helped. no one could get in unless they entered from the bar. and no one could get up there without being seen.

i set all my belongings on the bed, spreading them out to make sure i had everything.

my gun. my holster. my knife.

my clothes. my hair dye. my mask.

the one simon had given to me. i grinded my teeth remembering i had left him like he left me at 16. reminding myself it's just temporary. i shook the feeling off and walked towards the bathroom. dimly lit. not ideal for dyeing my hair, but i had to. everyone on the field knew my long, brown hair. i opened the black box dye and mixed everything together, turning on the fan to vent the smell a little bit and applying the dye to my hair. i let it sit for however long the box said and sat on the edge of the bath, keeping track of the time through the alarm clock in the other room. barely awake and spacing out as i realized what i was doing.

i’m a fucking fugitive.

as the clock neared closer to the rinse time for my hair, i brought my gun and knife into the bathroom. never letting them get too far from me. the water never reached a proper temperature. maybe that was good. wouldn’t get caught off guard being comfortable under the warm water. i still stayed in the shower until the water ran clear.

when i exited the shower, i wrapped my hair in a towel and threw on sweatpants and simon’s t-shirt that i’d stolen after a night together. it smelled like him still, somehow.

i looked at myself in the mirror.

a mess. a goddamn mess. pitiful, honestly.

a caught a glint of light out of the corner of my eye through the open door. the kind you’d see reflecting off of someone’s eye. i quickly turned with my gun already pointed in the direction of the light.

“it’s me, it’s me, put the fuckin’ gun down, love.”

simon.

“you have to leave. you can’t be here.” i warned him, lowering my gun.

“the fuck got into you? why’d you run?” he asked, getting closer to me.

“graves is chasing me. i have to get to him first.”

“you know we could have helped-“

“he would have sent all of the shadows to fight 141. he won’t send any of them to find me. i’m keeping you safe, simon. so please, leave.” i urged him, resting a hand on his chest. it was a lie. we both knew that. graves would send whoever the fuck he wanted to just to chase me down. i didn’t want to bring all of 141 down with me. simon sighed, sitting on the bed. i knew he wasn’t leaving.

it was him and i against the world.

} i know the plot probably moved too fast but it was 4 am and it was just an idea that popped into my head, but i’ll probably rewrite it. definitely going to expand on this idea though

#simon ghost riley #simon riley #i need this man so bad #task force 141 #phillip graves

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besaea · 2 years

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hellloooooo party people! i’m late to the party but thank you for all the welcome messages so far 8) i’ll be replying to them slowly over the next couple days because i’m going to be a bit busy until early next week but hopefully we can get some plots going! as always, please LIKE THIS and i will come to you through ims to plot

info about saea under the cut! and her about page is here

she’s the youngest of two kids and has an older brother

born and raised in seoul

but she travelled a lot when she was younger bc of her dad’s job (she lived in sydney and toronto too)

her english name is charlotte with the nickname charlie but not many people know that

she currently works at a dance studio to support her side hustle of being a fansite (i haven’t decided which senior group she’s a fansite of yet ... or if i’m gonna go with a real group not in wannabe-verse ... cough cough oneus)

she’s part of a dance crew (named obsidian) that busks in hongdae/sinchon on evenings that she doesn’t have to work at the studio

she currently lives on her own but will probably need a roommate soon since she’s on Struggle Street right now since she has to have a backup plan of going to university once her gap year is over (her parents are willing to help but only to an extent)

basically she’s overextending herself right now but she’s a firm believer of YOLO so she’s trying to do everything that she wants to do so she won’t have any regrets in the future

wanted plots!!

dance crew members for sure! i was thinking maybe up to like 5 people (who are all npc right now) to be part of her dance crew who she busks with in hongdae/sinchon on some week nights and most weekends

since the dance crew probably all work at certain places during the week, they can only really practice in the wee hours of the night so maybe someone who works at a convenience store at those early hours and always catches saea dropping by for snacks

high school friends?

or friends from canada/sydney from the time that she was there. ESP PEN PALS

a potential roommate?

friends!!!

exes!!!

buddies who skateboard with her! she’s pretty seasoned at this point but everyone needs people who will laugh at them when they fuck up doing a trick and then help them up after

maybe you literally walk by her in the middle of the night but she seems to be asleep standing up in the middle of the park ... is she ok ... (she’s just zoned out and WILL shriek like she’s seen a ghost once u try to check on her tho ... fair warning ...)

you have become pseudo cat parents with her bc you guys have been adopted by the same stray cat in hongdae

there’s a deal at a bakery/cafe for couples only and none of her friends are answering their phones so she literally comes up to you on the street and asks if you want to pretend to be her boyfriend for free cake bc you’re wearing the same shoes

you guys were friends before she left seoul the first time and when you both were little, she asked u to marry her with a flower and now she doesn’t remember (or vice versa) LOLOL

also i’m totally down to just brainstorm KHGSDJ

#( ooc. )

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watchmegetobsessed · 2 years

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AS IT WAS

A/N: im still in shock, the video killed my last about three working braincell. anywayssss here is a rather emotional piece based on the song and also a weird dream i had last night lol

PAIRING: Harry X Reader (kind of exes to lovers)

WORD COUNT: 2.7k

SUMMARY: You're on a break, but Harry calls you drunk one night and you don't even think twice before going over to check on him.

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The buzzing of your phone drags you out of your sleep, it takes a few moments to realize just how dark it is in the room so it’s probably very late at night. The phone keeps vibrating and the screen flashes as you grab it from the nightstand, squinting your eyes against the bright light as you check the caller ID and your stomach drops.

Harry is calling and it’s three in the morning. This can’t be good.

“H? What’s wrong?” you ask with a racing heart as you sit up in bed and wait for a response, that comes quite late. You hear his breathing, it sounds heavier than usually so you know right away that he is probably drunk.

“I’m sorry,” he sighs and he sounds so broken and hurt, it’s like a knife in your heart even after everything that has happened between the two of you.

You’re on a break, something you initiated, because you didn’t know this was where you wanted to head in life, if you really wanted to spend the rest of it with Harry. Distance had been an issue lately and Harry didn’t communicate the way you needed him, so that’s when you asked for some time and space.

But that doesn’t mean you don’t love him anymore, you have more love for him than probably anyone else and if he is in trouble, not feeling well, there’s no doubt you’ll be there for him, just like how you know he would drop everything the moment you called.

“H, talk to me, what’s happening?” you ask him while already getting out of bed, looking for clothes to change into, because you know you won’t be able to sleep if you don’t check up on him.

“I just… everything gets in the way… I’m so sorry, Y/N,” he breathes out shakily and you’re already putting on your sneakers, ready to be out of the house the next moment.

“What did you drink, baby?” you ask, the nickname coming out of habit.

“Drinks… That one pill, b-but it’s just so I can sleep,” he explains, and it just adds to your anxiety.

“Just one pill? Are you sure? Harry, you’re no good alone like this, what kind of pills?”

“Yeah. Just one, I promise,” he mumbles, ignoring the last question as you’re running out to your car in the dark. “Y/N, I know it’s not the same as it was, but I miss you so badly. I wish you were here.”

“I’m on my way. Just don’t do anything stupid, okay? I’ll be there in a bit and we can talk.”

“Okay,” he chokes out and the line ends. You’ve never driven faster than in this moment, on your way to Harry’s.

In the meantime Harry is sitting on the hardwood floor of his living room in only a pair of red boxer briefs, a half empty bottle of gin on the coffee table with a glass he didn’t even touch, because it was easier to drink straight from the bottle. The phone drops from his hand and he lies down flat on his back, staring up at the ceiling in the dim lighting, he only has one lamp on in the far corner of the room, illuminating the place enough that he is not sitting in the pitch darkness.

Tears are dwelling in his eyes and the first one rolls down the side of his face, moving past his ear before it drops to the floor. He knows he hasn’t been the best boyfriend and he doesn’t blame you for wanting to spend some time apart. You’ve been together for three years, it’s definitely a turning point in your relationship, but now he is afraid everything will change for the worse and he’ll lose the most important person in his life and it’s all because of him.

He loses track of time and he doesn’t even hear it when your car parks down on the driveway. The front door opens and you walk in in a rush, looking for him with a racing heart.

“Harry?” you call out and then spot his naked feet in the doorway to the living room. Walking in you find him lying there, his beautiful eyes that you love so much filled with so much sadness as he looks at you through his tears. “Hey, I’m here. It’s okay,” you soothe him as you drop to the floor next to him, helping him to sit up. He is so big and massive, it’s quite the struggle, but you manage to do it and his head falls to your shoulder in an instant as he attempts to hug you, but he can barely coordinate his movements, so he basically just leans onto you.

You wrap your arms around his naked torso and let him sink into you for a bit, gently rubbing his back with the palm of your hand.

“You came. You really came,” he then finally speaks up.

“Of course, I will always come when you need me, no matter what.”

“I love you. Even if you don’t love me anymore, I still do.”

Pulling back you force him to look you in the eyes as you cup his face in your palms, the stubble he has grown rough against your skin.

“I love you, Harry. I have so much love for you. I just… I have to figure out where I want to head, but I will always love you.”

“You’re just not sure you want to be with me,” he mumbles, his voice dying at the end as tears roll down his cheeks.

You want to tell him you can’t imagine a life without him. You want to tell him that in the past weeks you’ve spent apart have shown you how much you need him to be in your life, but you’re afraid you’re only feeling this way because you’d gotten so used to his presence over the years. You need to be sure your feelings are genuine and not stained by your momentary doubts.

Not sure what to tell him you lean closer and kiss his cheek before pushing yourself up from the ground and helping him up as well. Again, it’s proven to be harder, you definitely don’t have the muscle energy to hold up his massive body, but somehow you get him up on his feet, one arm around your shoulders so you can help him walk into the bedroom. On the way, he keeps chanting I’m sorry, I’m sorry, and you just keep telling him it’s alright and you truly mean it. He has seen you at your lowest as well, helped you through rough patches in your life without batting an eye and you’ll do the same for him.

He falls into bed like a sack of potatoes and you drag the covers over him, his eyes already closing when you tuck him in. Just when you’re about to leave, he grabs your hand softly and holds you back.

“Can you please stay? Just for tonight? I don’t want to wake up alone,” he whispers and you know you would never be able to say no to him.

Kicking your shoes off, you round the bed and get under the covers next to him, his drunk, tired body already pulling closer to you, maybe out of instinct, maybe because he truly needs your closeness, it doesn’t matter. He curls around you like a monkey and despite the mess you’re in, it feels like home to be in the same bed with him.

“I don’t think I can ever be with anyone else, Y/N,” he mumbles into the darkness while you’re gently scratching his scalp, knowing it always calms him down.

“It’s just us, Harry. It will always be us in this world.”

“Okay,” he breathes out and soon enough, you hear his breathing slowing down as he falls asleep with his head on your rising and falling chest, your heart beating only for him under his cheek.

The morning comes with a throbbing headache for Harry, but he forgets about it fast when he realizes that he is holding you in his arms. Being the big spoon, his front is fully pressed up against your back, only a tank top between you and him. He faintly remembers you were wearing a hoodie when you arrived last night, but it must have gotten too hot so you ditched it. Now he is glad you did, because he can feel the heat of your body a lot more, your familiar scent filling his nostrils as he buries his nose into your hair.

He allows himself to be selfish and hold you for as long as possible, not sure what the moment you wake up brings. Will you be mad at him? Disappointed? Kind? It’s a mystery, but he just wants to hold onto this moment a little longer. The realization that you cannot be replaced strengthening by the minute.

You wake just about ten minutes after Harry, his body stiffening when you turn around to face him, afraid of your reaction. But surprisingly, he sees no disappointment or anger in your beautiful eyes, just a sweet, warm, lazy smile stretches across your face and it melts him right away.

“Your head hurts, right?” you ask with a soft chuckle, as you cup his face in your hands.

“Yeah,” he admits, closing his eyes as you brush your thumb across his forehead, your touch almost taking away the pain alone.

“Let’s make some breakfast and we’ll find you some Advil,” you tell him so softly, as if you were talking to a little child.

Getting out of bed Harry decides it’s better if he has a quick shower, and while he stands under the hot water, he hears you washing your face at the sink, just like before, using the bathroom together without hesitation. It makes him feel like your old life together is not that far or gone, that he can still get it back if he fights for it. If he fights for you.

The two of you move around the kitchen in sync, he makes the eggs, you take care of the coffee and toasts and when your plates are full you sit at the dining table, the weight of last night sitting on your shoulders.

“I’m sorry I bothered you last night. I don’t even know why I thought I could call you so late,” he speaks up, clearing his throat.

“Harry, you know you can always come to me. No matter what.”

“Yes, but you wanted space and I didn’t respect it.”

“You needed help and I’m always happy to be there for you. Don’t be so hard on yourself.”

You’re too good to be true, he thinks.

“Can we talk… about us?” he asks with so much caution, it’s far from the confident man you’re used to.

“Do you want to? We can… have a conversation later, when you’re feeling better, I mean.”

“I would never miss a chance to clear things up with you.”

“Okay,” you nod, putting down the fork to give him your undivided attention. He clears his throat again and takes a deep breath before speaking up.

“So, how have you been feeling? Is the break what you really wanted? It’s doing good to you?”

“I really needed it. But it’s been hard, to be honest. I miss you. A lot.”

Hearing your words is like a relief to him, but he knows he can’t be sure just yet he can win you over.

“So then… where are you standing right now?”

You sigh as you lean back in your chair, staring down at your half eaten breakfast. It’s a tough question and you don’t want to give him or yourself false hope about the future.

“I honestly don’t know. I know that I miss you and I love you a lot, but I also know we can’t go back to how it was.”

“Yeah, agreed,” he nods. “I just want you to know that I fully understand the issues you told me about. I know that I suck at communicating and I will try my best to get better. For you and for us, because you deserve the best. And I want to be that for you.”

You know his words are not just empty promises, he truly means them. Harry would do anything to have you back, you’re just not sure you’re ready to give him your all.

“I need to figure it out. How we can make things work and I need to do it alone. I know it sucks, but I truly think this is what we have to do now in order to move on together.”

It hurts to know he needs to wait some more, but if it means you’ll find your way back to him, he would do anything. So he nods and takes a deep breath, swallowing the urge to cry that’s been creeping up his throat.

You finish breakfast together and have a little chat to catch up before you head back home, leaving Harry on his own again. He doesn’t call you again in the middle of the night, just waits for you patiently.

Two weeks go by and he starts to worry that you changed your mind and don’t want to give it another try. He doesn’t hear from you and he fights the urge to reach out, wanting to let you heal and grow at your own pace.

But then you show up unannounced.

He has just gotten home from the studio, working on some new music that was obviously inspired by you. He plans on doing absolutely nothing, just watching TV and then going to bed, but then his plans get interrupted by the sound of a car parking down on his driveway. He recognizes your car as he peeks out through the window and his heart starts racing right away, thinking of all the possibilities, you could be visiting him for. He opens the door before you could even ring the bell and seeing you standing on his doormat fills his chest with joy and worry at the same time, but when he sees a wide smile spread across your face, relief washes over him.

“Hey, sorry for dropping by so unannounced, but I was nearby.”

“Don’t worry about it, come on in,” he invites you in, even though you don’t feel like a guest here, it’s more like home.

He offers you a drink or snacks, but you refuse as the two of you get comfortable on his couch. He waits patiently for you to find your words and start speaking whenever you feel like you’re ready.

“Um, I wasn’t even nearby, I just came to see you,” you admit with a nervous chuckle and Harry’s heart skips a beat. In a sense, it feels like when before you just started dating, the nervous jitters, the shaky breaths, it takes you both back in time. “I wanted to talk, I’ve been thinking a lot since the last time we saw each other.”

“And… have you come to a conclusion?” he nervously asks.

“Yeah,” you nod, biting into your bottom lip. “I, uhh… If you still haven’t changed your mind, I would love to start a–”

You don’t get to finish, Harry’s lips smack against yours, his large hands holding your face as if it was the most precious treasure in the world. The words die on your tongue as it melts against his in a smearing kiss, your hands grabbing his shirt and fisting it as you pull him closer until he is practically lying on top of you.

“Sorry,” he breathes out when he pulls back for some air. “I got a bit carried away and didn’t let you finish,” he chuckles, but you shake your head.

“You can always cut me off like this,” you gasp for air and pull him back for another passionate kiss.

It takes some time for the two of you to let go of each other and at last you settle sitting on his lap, facing him, your hands holding onto the base of his neck while his fingers are gently caressing your thighs on either side of him.

“We can’t go back to how we were, Harry. It doesn’t work,” you tell him, your voice barely more than just a whisper.

“I know. We’ll figure it out. Together,” he answers and leaning closer he steals a short kiss. Now that he has you back he can’t stop kissing you, not that you mind it.

“Together,” you smile at him, feeling excited and hopeful about the future.

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Sapnap: Fluff Alphabet

cc!Sapnap x reader

pronouns: gender neutral

warnings: just swearing

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A is for Affection (How do they like to show affection?)

sapnap would give you so many compliments omg. he loves making you all smiley and blushy :) he just wants to make sure that you are always aware of the fact that he thinks you’re the most perfect thing to ever exist

B is for Bond (What kind of bond do you guys have? What could your relationship be labeled as?)

the best friend couple!!! sapnap tells you literally everything. any drama going on or any strong emotions he’s feeling, you know about it. most of the time, the second something happens his brain immediately goes “omg i have to tell y/n”. you guys always complain about the same things and get excited over the same things. you are genuinely one of the most important people in his life and he doesn’t know how he’d do it without you.

C is for Comfort (How do they comfort their s/o?)

he will literally drop everything just to hold you and not speak for like hours if you so needed. he strikes me as a naturally comforting person to the people he really cares about so I say he gets an A+ in this department

D is for Dates (What are dates with them like?)

dates with sapnap are either really chill or super fun. he’s the type of guy that would take you to play laser tag or to an arcade or a trampoline park. he’s like a little kid i love sapnap :3

E is for Emotions (How do they express their emotions around you?)

he’s a pretty expressive person when it comes to certain things. at the very least he definitely wears his heart on his sleeve a little so it isn’t hard to tell even if he does try hiding stuff. and like I said he tells you everything.

F is for Fiancé (How long into the relationship before they propose?)

I feel like he’s so young and he really just wouldn’t be thinking about that too seriously for awhile. like he loves you and you guys have talked about having a future together but he isn’t in any rush at all. hell just do it when he feels is the right time not matter how long it takes.

G is for Gentle (Are they gentle?)

it depends on the situation. he’s definitely the type of guy to pick you up from a super comfy position and just body slam you on the bed. but if he can tell you’re not in the mood to play around like that he’ll just sit down and hold you, so yeah he can be gentle. but most of the time be prepared for playful fist fights and getting picked up and thrown every now and then lol.

H is for Hand Holding (How do they like hand holding?)

sapnap always holds your hand. in fact he makes an effort to search for it whenever you aren’t holding hands. and sometimes he’ll even get whiny about it especially with like a lot of people around he’ll be like, “babe, why aren’t you holding my hand :( what if I get lost how are you gonna find me this place is big”

I is for I Love You (Who said “I love you” first?)

he did !! the first time sapnap said “I love you” was probably one of his most confident moments. he was so proud to be able to say it and so sure of himself and his feelings for you.

J is Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

YES OH MY GOD. he gets super jealous and it’s so easy to tell omg. his attitude starts to get like super bad and he is very clearly annoyed by the situation. he won’t ever be too overbearing about it and if you ever feel like he is once you sit him down and explain that he’ll back off a bit. but he’s still gonna be bothered by it so just always remind him that he love him and no one else.

K is for Kiss (What’s kissing them like?)

THIS IS THE FIRST TIME IM ACTUALLY GOING TO BE DESCRIPTIVE SO IM SORRY IF ITS CRINGE. anyways, he’d be a pretty deep kisser but not like full on making out every single time. he just likes to make them last and he isn’t one to just give you random kisses all throughout the day so it always feels special. kissing him makes you feel all warm and happy inside.

L is for Love Language (What’s their love language?)

sapnaps love language is quality time or acts of service!! i’d say mainly quality time. even while long distance he just likes having you on call while he does stuff or even just complaining to you about how tired he is while actively not going to bed so he can keep talking to you lol. he just likes having you around it’s a huge comfort for him. i say acts of service because he would get so giddy and happy anytime you did something special for him. he would show it off and brag about it forever and it would genuinely mean so much to him aahhajdxh i love sapnap

M is for Memories (Their favourite memory with their s/o?)

For your first time seeing each other irl, sapnap flew to where you live and you guys spent a whole week together. his favorite memories are definitely from that first week of seeing each other in person. of course you guys already had an amazing relationship while long distance, but there’s something so different about finally meeting the person you’re with in real life. it felt like he had to start over from scratch and you guys had to get to know each other all over again. also the idea of now having to build a physical bond. it was just such an amazing and beautiful experience. definitely the one that made him realize he really is in love with you.

N is for Nicknames (Their favourite nicknames given and received?)

IM SO BAD AT THINKING OF CUTE NAMES USHSJDH. probably just babe tho lol. for fem!readers, i can totally picture him using princess in a slightly sarcastic tone.

O is for Open (At what point do they start opening up to you about their life and feelings?)

mmm i’d say he actually starts opening up to you pretty early into the relationship. If you guys were like really close friends before hand he’s definitely already opened up to you. He doesn’t really have that many people in his life that he doesn’t trust.

P is for PDA (Are they into PDA?)

not really but he isn’t like super shy about it if that makes sense ??? like he’s 100% fine with hand holding, hugging, and light pecks when saying hello or goodbye.

Q is for Quiz (How much do they remember about you?)

I don’t think he really tries to remember stuff but he just does and he’s always making connections to you and things he sees and stuff it’s so cute :)

R is for Romantic (How romantic are they?)

he tries but he isn’t exactly the most romantic boy. like I said before you guys have a best friend type of connection so when it comes to romance he doesn’t go too above and beyond because he just doesn’t feel like he needs to. but on special occasions he will do something nice for you. He likes taking you out places !!

S is for Security (How protective/possessive are they?)

very much of both. once again, total sapnap vibes. i’d say he’s a lot more possessive than protective. he would never stop you from doing things like going out without him and having guy friends or making flirty jokes. he trusts you so much partly cus he’s a little narcissistic LMAO. but when a serious threat comes about he can get kinda crazy.

T is for Try (How much effort do they put into the relationship?)

GAAAAAA HE PUTS SO MUCH EFFORT IN!! you would probably be like his first ever serious partner so he would try his best at literally everything. in the beginning of the relationship you could totally tell how nervous he was at times but as you guys got more comfortable he just became an effortlessly amazing bf

U is for Uphold (How do they show you they’re proud? What kind of support do they give you?)

he talks about you so muchjahsjxjxh mostly to dream and george or on stream and he brags about you too. he can get pretty cocky about it but his friends can’t get mad because it’s literally adorable how whipped he is.

V is for Vaunt (Do they like to show off?)

YES OF COURSE !!! it’s sapnap guys…come on. literally any little accomplishment you make is turned into a way bigger deal than it should be because of him. he’s so proud of for literally just existing and he talks about all the cool stuff you’ve done all the time

W is for Wild Card (A random fluff headcanon.)

you guys really like going to different food places and eating different items compared to other places. THIS IS SO RANDOM LMAOO but like…sapnap would definitely have fun doing that

X is for X-ray (How well can they read you and your emotions/feelings?)

mmm he can usually tell if you’re acting strange or being distant. he cant always figure out exactly what’s wrong but he knows it’s something and he would confront you about it like almost immediately or whenever he thought would be a good time for you

Y is for Yearning (How much do they miss their s/o when they’re gone?)

he literally talks about you non stop when you’re apart. and when you guys are on the phone he comes up with all these plans for you guys to do when you see each other again and he always wants you to join vc on his streams if you can. in conclusion he misses you like crazy

Z is for Zebra (What kind of pet would they want with their s/o?)

A CAT!! or like a bearded dragon lol.

IM SO SORRY IVE BEEN GONE FOR LIKE TWO WEEKS HAGSKDHD

school is literally kicking my ass so hard man 😔

i’m gonna try to write more, working on a karlnap weed fic rn too LMAO

I’m taking a major creative writing class rn so between writing for school and writing for tumblr i am so drained but i promise i’ll get back into the swing of things soon :)

love you guys, thank you for everything and stay safe <333

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