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[milaeth]

୨୧┊ 𝐈𝐈. 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒. ( charles leclerc )

ꖛ ─ you’re reading part two ∿ part one ∿ part three

✧.* pairings ─ charles leclerc x fem! singer! reader

✧.* genre ─ social media au ⨾ fluff & chaotic

✧.* summary ─ in which your best friend George gets fed up with watching you and Charles secretly yearn for each other while claiming to be just friends. so, when you lose a bet to George, he takes control of your social media accounts for 24 hours, using the opportunity to help you make a move on your crush.

✧.* face claim ─ suki waterhouse

✧.* warnings ─ some suggestive jokes, other than that this is just as chaotic as the first part

✧.* mily’s thoughts ─ part three is coming soon! hope you enjoy mwah <3

˗ˏ ➶ IMESSAGE ➜ w/ charles <3 . ✧ ˚

y/n: hey charles i really don’t want to be a bother but i quickly wanted to apologize for the insta post that was made about us a few hours ago!

charles <3: Hey, don’t worry, you’re not a bother! :) And I don’t really care about the post.

y/n: wait

y/n: you don’t care?

charles <3: Nope, I thought the whole flirting thing (the comments etc) was just a joke between friends, yk. At first I was a little confused, to be honest, since we don't usually joke like that, but I figured it was just the way you interact with people you feel more comfortable with!

[ seen 1:29pm ]

˗ˏ ➶ IMESSAGE ➜ w/ princess george . ✧ ˚

y/n: i’m so scared

princess george: WHAT DID HE SAY

y/n: he thinks it was a flirty joke between friends

princess george: HUH? So I did all that painfully obvious flirting for nothing💀

y/n: AHA

y/n: SO YOU DID DO ALL THESE THINGS TO GET ME TO CONFESS TO CHARLES.

princess george: Someone had to do it! I'm sick of watching you guys literally be in love with the other and still claim to be "just friends" 🤓

y/n:🧍‍♀️

y/n: that isn’t the point now

y/n: the point is WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY

princess george: YOU HAVENT REPLY YET??

y/n: NO I LEFT HIM ON READ BC I PANICKED IDK

princess george: i'm going to have to call carmen to give you some girly advice if you don't start getting bold💀

y/n: OKAYOKAY BUT WHAT SHOULD I SAY

y/n: HURRY UP HES BEEN ON SEEN FOR FIVE MINUTES NOW

princess george: IDK ASK GOOGLE

y/n: GEORGE WTF

princess george: DONT ‘GEORGE WTF’ ME! YOU KNOW I DONT WORK WELL UNDER PEER PRESSURE

y/n: you’re a racing driver💀

princess george: your point?

[ seen 1:37pm ]

princess george: hello???

[ seen 1:38pm ]

y/n: I ASKED GOOGLE LIKE YOU TOLD ME TO AND THEY DIDNT DO SHIT

y/n: they had the audacity to correct me too

princess george: 💀💀

[ seen 1:40pm ]

˗ˏ ➶ IMESSAGE ➜ w/ charles <3 . ✧ ˚

y/n: you think it was a joke?

charles <3: Well yeah

charles <3 I mean

charles <3: It couldn’t have been anything more

y/n: what if it was tho?

y/n: hypothetical ofc!!!!

charles <3: Well I honestly don’t know

charles <3: If we are speaking hypothetically, I think I would be flattered.

y/n: and if we aren’t speaking hypothetically?

charles <3: Then I would probably still feel flattered.

charles <3: Y/n? Hello?

y/n: SORRY MY PHONE FELL DOWN

charles <3: LMAO

charles <3: Does that mean those flirty jokes weren’t just jokes?

y/n: well.. to me, they’re not jokes, but i’m not the one who made them. i wasn’t supposed to tell you yet but i’m getting sick of george so idc

y/n: i lost a bet to him and had to hand over my main social media accounts for 24 hours, meaning all the comments/posts you saw from my main accounts were made by george😭

charles <3: That explains why I saw your private accounts constantly fight with your main accounts in random comment sections💀

y/n: yeah he was really messing with me

y/n: i’ve gotten lots of angry mails from my pr team

charles <3: I can imagine😭 It's only fair that you get back at him.

y/n: oh absolutely.

charles <3: Can I ask a question though?

y/n: sure!

charles <3: Is your newest single actually about me?

y/n: yes it is. i’m sorry you have to find out like this but i really like you, like a lot. i’ve liked you for a while now but i was too scared to talk to you about it because i thought you don’t feel the same.

charles <3: That’s not true

charles <3: I actually do feel the same, and I literally had the same dilemma!

y/n: WHAT

y/n: YOU ALSO LIKE ME??

charles <3: YES!! I really like you :)

y/n: SINCE WHEN

charles <3: Probably since the day I first met you

y/n: no way i thought you hated me back then💀

charles <3: No don’t worry I didn’t😭 My brother Arthur said I always have this certain look to myself when I meet new people. He said I tend to look a little “off” when I’m overwhelmed, so that was probably it lol

y/n: oh yeah, george said the same about you

charles <3: Aha very nice of him💀

charles <3: Btw I don’t want to make you uncomfortable by asking this, but what are we now? I’m just a little confused

y/n: how about we take it slow and start going on little dates? like trying this whole thing out and seeing if we can actually be more than friends.

charles <3: I had the same in mind :)

charles <3: And George still has control over your main accounts?

y/n: yep for the next 2-3 hours :’)

charles <3: alright, ready to get back at him?

y/n: ABSOLUTELY

[ seen 1:59pm ]

˗ˏ ➶ IMESSAGE ➜ w/ princess george . ✧ ˚

princess george: Y/N DID HE REPLY YET?

[ sent 1:43pm ]

princess george: Y/N?

princess charles: HELLOOOO

[ sent 1:44pm ]

princess george: CMON I CAN SEE YOURE ONLINE

[ sent 1:46pm ]

princess george: DONT BE SO CRUEL

princess george: PLEASEEE

princess george: I WANNA KNOW WHAT HE SAID

[ sent 1:50pm ]

princess george: UGH fine

princess george: Guess my finger slipped again🙄🙄🙄

[ sent 1:55pm ]

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user965 mother is mothering🧎‍♀️🧎‍♀️

user233 does a stronger word than mother exist??

user355 @/charlesleclerc you better wife her up before i do

user212 there’s no way they’re actually together, now that she revealed that george was behind all those comments/posts

user593 i was NOT prepared

charles_leclerc come to monaco, we miss you

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yourusername @/landonorris stfu you salty bitch, you’re just jealous i didn’t visit you last year💀

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© milaeth | 2023

#·˚ ༘ ☕️ — mily’s writings ! #formula one #f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #formula one fanfiction #formula one x reader #f1 driver imagines #f1 driver x reader #f1 driver x you #formula one x y/n #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x y/n

[theminecraftbee]

Joel turns around. Martyn is standing there. His eyes are a burning red that gives Joel the heebie-jeebies. If anyone would know to be scared, it's Joel! He would! He'd recognize a mad dog if he saw one anywhere!

Anyway, all of that is to say that his high-pitched scream had been totally justified. "Oh my word Martyn what are you doing here?" he says, clutching his hand over his heart, several feet further back than he'd been thirty seconds ago.

Martyn snorts. "Is the sign not for me? Figured there was no one else it could be for."

"The what?"

"The sign."

Joel turns around. Outside his base, the other Mounders have hung a helpful banner: "SORRY EVERYONE YOU LOVE IS DEAD <3".

He'd told them it was kind of rude, hanging that up. Sort of made light of the whole thing, really. His wife and Mumbo and Jimmy had died, guys, don't be idiots about it. Bdubs had loudly told him that he was TRYING to be helpful, Joel, geez, why don't you appreciate his efforts? Pearl had shrugged and said they don't exactly make cards for this kind of thing. Joel's pretty sure they do, actually but...

Sorry everyone you love is dead. Hah.

"My wife is dead, Martyn," Joel says.

"Who, Lizzie or Jimmy?" Martyn says, weirdly dark. "Anyway, my husband's dead, so--"

"Your what?"

"Mumbo and I got married one time. Everyone forgets that for some reason."

Joel has to think about it a while. "Huh."

"Yeah. Anyway, you've still got the other Mounders, huh? Don't know what you're crying about. Thought the sign had to be for me. Thought I'd show up. Get cake. Kill some people. You know how it is."

"If there's a TNT minecart in my base, the first thing I do after I turn red is kill you," Joel says.

"That's not really how it works this time," Martyn says.

"Yeah, well, screw you," Joel says. "Also, they didn't make me any cake. I should ask them for that next. Hah. A cake."

"You know, maybe don't ask for that? Parties tend to go wrong in this game."

"And who's fault is that, huh?"

"Hey, don't look at me! Or, do. Since I'm going to kill everyone, on account of everyone I love being dead and all. Really convenient excuse for murder, that. I should use it more often, if it didn't involve the crippling grief," Martyn says.

"Oh, please. At least you tend to have people to love in the first place," Joel snaps.

"Oh, right, that is your curse, isn't it?" Martyn says. "Sorta broke it last time, but you do tend to get isolated and a bit crazy. Hey, I wonder if we're the ones who traded, actually what with the whole wolf thing."

Joel blinks. "What?"

"Oh, we're all cursed," Martyn says. "After all, They like it better that way. Hey, do you think Jimmy's curse transferred to Lizzie, got cancelled out by the fact Lizzie tends to die stupidly, or got broken? Personally, I'm thinking random fluke, when it comes to canary nonsense."

Joel stares at Martyn. His throat is dry. "What?"

Martyn stares back. "Hey, I'm the mad dog this time," Martyn says. "You probably shouldn't be the one growling."

"Well then, you should stop saying stupid shit," Joel says.

"Stupid? Please. It's obvious everyone is cursed. Nothing to be done about it but to play into the--"

"NO ONE IS BLUMIN' CURSED," Joel shouts, his vision suddenly red and blurry in a way it shouldn't be when he's still on yellow. "NO ONE IS BLUMIN' CURSED. THERE'S NO SUCH THING! YOU'RE JUST, JUST MAKIN' UP REASONS IT ISN'T ALL A TRAGEDY THAT EVERYONE I LOVE IS FUCKING DEAD, MAKING UP REASONS THAT IT--NO ONE IS CURSED! IT JUST HAPPENS! IT JUST HAPPENS! IT JUST FUCKING HAPPENS! AND WOULDN'T IT BE BLUMIN' NICE IF THERE WERE A HIGHER POWER BUT THERE ISN'T SO SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT CURSES!"

He's panting. Martyn is staring at him. He stares back, a snarl on his teeth, the echoes of wolves and of grief, grief, grief, grief playing at the back of his throat.

"Joel?" Martyn says, hesitant.

"My wife is fucking dead. My best friend is fucking dead. One of my new possible best friends is fucking dead. Sorry about your husband, I guess? Get out."

"Bold thing to say to the guy who can kill--"

"I SAID GET OUT!"

Martyn stares at Joel a moment longer, and Joel finds he's not scared of the madness in his eyes at all.

Martyn leaves.

Joel realizes he's crying. The tears turn into giant, ugly sobs. Sorry everyone you love is dead. Sorry everyone you love is dead. Sorry everyone you love is dead.

"I blumin' hate caring about people," he says to no one at all through choked breaths, and he kicks a rock at the banner for good measure. It pokes a little hole through it and bounces off the dick-shaped tower behind it.

"Someone really should have made both of us a blumin' cake, they should," he says next, and he sits down until Pearl runs over, having heard the shouting. His face is red and his vision is still swimming. She stares at him, gathers him in her arms, and cries with him, and for the life of him, he doesn't know if that's any better.

#secret life smp #secret life spoilers #a bee fic #joel smallishbeans #martyn inthelittlewood #ONE MORE FOR THE ROAD THIS SESSION HAS INSPIRED ME TO WRITE APPARENTLY. #anyway the life series is a tragecomedy and everyone copes with that differently i think #i am trying to really CAPTURE the simultaneous tragic and comedic vibes here #anyway. opposing views on curses and causality in the face of grief huh?

[angstics]

Highlights from the AJ Pen webcast on the My Chemical Romance Foundations Tour set and lighting design book:

“[Gerard Way] was the most- he was the one that I was interfacing with most to come up with this design. Although the rest of the band did have their own say in one way or another. And he in his other life is a comic book author who wrote the Umbrella Academy. So I did a deep dive into comic books to sort of, understand his world a bit more. And I thought I'd throw a little nod to the comic book world with this sort of cartoonish call-out box [in the design book].”

“This picture from a Nine Inch Nails show is something that Gerard sent me. And he was, when he was asking me to make the color palette look washed out and not necessarily all bold colors, he wanted it to sort of have a sense of being weathered.”

“We took an approach where each song had its own kind of color and it wasn't just one color across all of the lights. We'd take groups of lights, randomize the selection set over the whole rig, and then sort of stretch that make the colors in a neighborhood.”

“That drape is actually black. That's lit with just four or five Mac ultras to give it this lovely red color.”

“Thank you to Gerard Way for working so directly with me on the creative for this project. And then the rest of the band, Ray, Mikey, and Frank, they all had their own say and their own take on this project. And it was a very collaborative effort with me and the band.”

“One cool thing about this band is they play, they're analog. They just play. The drummer listens to a metronome that's just coming off his iPad. So there's no time code. There's no reference. All I know is that more or less they're going to be playing at the same tempos. Although sometimes he would shut off mid song because he would push and pull the tempo bottom style.”

“I will say that for this band the drummer that plays with them didn't chart on most of the records... And he likes to try to really recreate what each drummer that tracked the records was doing.”

"We didn't have any video content to play. Other than there were a few things that our video director, Robbie came up with to mix in with the IMAG. So we did carry IMAG screens and he did mix in a little bit of content, but for the most part, it was basically IMAG and a set on stage.”

“The reason that this set worked without like, a bunch of video screens on stage really well for this band was they never played the same set list twice. And I don't mean that they just had a set list that they had a couple of songs they'd swap out. I had to plead with them to keep the first song to be the same so that we could drop the Kabuki in the same place every day.”

“So once that first song was out of the way, they literally crumpled up the set list from the night before, threw it out... And that's why this sort of set design approach worked. The band would tell their own story because they know their music. I never had a set list feel like it was dragging or wasn't telling the story in some way of what's within their music. They know how to rearrange things and we just programmed each song so that it would stand on its own and work no matter where it ended up in the set list.”

Watch the webcast here! Take a look at the book here!

#this was really fun :) i recommend watching the whole thing if you enjoy set design #mcr #mcr: 2023

[daisybianca]

pairing: lewis hamilton x femalereader

summary: lewis gives you secretly his number. you're hesitant to call him at first, but when you do, things get a little much more interesting.

warning: mentions of sexual activities, cursing words

(a/n): this is part one. Here's part two and part three.

YOU WERE STANDING in the loud crowd of people. Each one of them holding out a shirt, a picture, or a shirt to sign, including you.

You held out a white hat with a Mercedes emblem on it, hoping Lewis would notice it.

When he finally reached you, he looked at you for a few seconds and smiled.

What the...?!

He signed the hat and moved into the next person.

And when you turned around ready to leave, you looked down at your hat, seeing a phone number written on it.

Fuck.

"My best friend is a total idiot," your best friend shouted from the balcony of your apartment.

"Stop calling me an idiot!" You climbed out of bed. "Or at least try to be discreet with your very generous opinions about me and get your ass inside! I've got some deliciously hot neighbors who don't particularly need to know everything about me."

"Have you even been listening to me this whole time that I've been lecturing you about matters of life and death?" She sighed dramatically.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes. "A random guy giving me his number isn't a matter of life a death, if you ask me."

"Did you just call Lewis Hamilton a random guy? My husband of nine years?"

"Oh, stop acting like a blushing schoolgirl," You brought your fingers to your temple and massaged the flesh there as if the movement could erase the brutal headache. "Besides, you dragged me to that race. Maybe it's your chance to hook up with your crush-since-for-ever!"

Your best friend's eyes narrowed. "What are you suggesting, filthy woman?"

"You shoukd call him. I'll give you his number right away." You strolled to find your back, but a habd found your wrist, stopping you.

"You're a mad woman. That's a fact."

You fake smiled. "Stop complimenting me that much. I don't think red suits on my cheeks."

"I swear, you're insane. The only reason I'm still by your side is because until 11th grade, you had my back when I sneaked out for parties, hooking up with whoever had a penis and a 6 pack."

You turned to face your best friend, hands in your hips and lips tightly shut together.

"You're seriously going to turn down this offer?" She asked.

"I wouldn't exactly call it an offer."

Your best friend rolled her eyes. "Yes. I'd call it stupidity, actually!" She waved her hands dramatically in the air. "THE Lewis Hamilton flirted with you, and you didn't even notice. Then he gave you secretly his number, and you're freaking going to ignore it?!"

"And what am I supposed to do about it? He's just a normal guy. Don't make him look like he's some God himself."

"First of all, yeah. Lewis is a God himself. He's mouth-watering hot, almost an 8 times champion, has a very cute dog, an 8 pack to stare at all day long, and much, much money," your best friend explained. "You should definitely call him. At least try to figure out why he gave you his number." She added in a calmer tone.

You exhaled and grabbed the white hat curled up under the sheets of your king sized bed. Gazing at the number, you then bit your lips. "Fine," you gave in. "But I'll call him tomorrow so that I don't seem much desperate, okay?"

"He was the one to make a very, very bold first move, and now you're afraid of embarrassment?!" She growled. "Come on! We only live once. Live some adventure, have some great sex, and experience a true love! I haven't seen you going head over heels for someone except that John guy in college."

"It hasn't been a long time since college," you said, contemplating whether you should count the years or not. You choose the second one. "I'll call him tonight. But don't think I'm doing it because I'm actually interested! I'm doing it exclusively for you." You explained, playing with the hem of your summer blue dress. "He probably is an attention freak who only dates supermodels."

"Baby, I assure you," your best friend came and sat next to you, her hand wrapping around you and caressing your cheek. "Supermodels would kill to look like you."

A smile appeared on your lips, and you gazed at your best friend. She always had a special eay about cheering you up and getting you out of your moody and grumpy vibe.

"Tonight." You said.

This has many potential to go wrong, you thought.

You didn't like wrong. You like safe and steady. But what if your best friend was actually right? (For the very first time of your 20 years old friendship.)

"Tonight." She repeated and smirked.

You turned your head and analyzed the hat with the calligraphic black numbers on it.

This couldn't get any more embarrassing.

***

You let out a long, deep, and shaky breath, then dialed the number.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Three beebs later, a male voice answered the call. "Hello?" The tone was familiar and harsh, but you couldn't be entirely sure that it was him.

"Hey," your voice came out steady, much to your surprise.

"Who is it?" The man replied and now you were sure it was him.

The British accent.

"Um, I noticed a number written on my hat that you signed and--"

"You're the girl from the race?" He interrupted you very much, complicated thoughts that would sooner turn into much more complicated words.

"Yes," you replied hesitantly. "Maybe one of them, at least. In case you gave your number to a few more girls for fun."

A laughter sounded. It was bried but somehow contagious. "I assure you, love, I don't usually spread my number across my fans' hats and shirts."

Your senses kicked in, and the temperature rised in your body.

Love.

"So, why was I the chosen one?" You asked.

"Oh," Lewis growled. "Maybe I could answer that question face to face." He said and then added a few moments later, "Join me for dinner tonight, will you, love?"

You laughed. "Isn't it kind of early for us to meet?"

"I'm not going to kidnap you, I promise." You could basixally hear him smile on the other line. "You can bring a friend of your for more safety." He suggested.

"So that it could be two of us to be kidnapped, right?"

There was a moment of silence. "Not sure about that." He spoke a few seconds later. "I only want you to be honest."

You smiled.

Is he flirting with me?

Of course he's flirting with you, you idiot!

"Are you asking me out on a date?" You asked.

"Yes." He replied instantly. "I couldn't wait another torturing hour, anticipating a call or a text from you."

"Okay. I'm in then."

"What about tonight at 9 pm?" He asked.

It was about 7, so you guessed there was plenty of time to get ready.

"Yes, that'd be great." You smiled.

"Perfect. May I pick you up myself at nine?"

"I'm surely capable of driving my own car, don't you think?" You laughed.

"Maybe," he said. "But why actually do it if I can drive for you? I'll come pick you up myself, I promise."

"No cops, no kidnappers?" You joked.

"I promise."

Lewis Hamilton would drive for you...?

"Okay, then." You spoke. "See you tonight, Lewis. I'll text you the address."

You went to end the call, but he stopped you before tapping the red button. "Wait, wait--"

"Hmm?"

"What's your name, love?"

Your heart roared in your chest and your cheeks reddened.

You adored that nickname.

"Actually, this was the first thing that I would mention to a guy, but love sounds much better, don't you think?"

Lewis laughed. "Tell me your name, and I promise I'll use love every single time instead of it."

"Okay," you said. "I'm (y/n)."

A moment of silence occurred again. "Prettier than love, honestly."

"Maybe, but not when you're the one to say it." You smiled. "You know, that British accent can actually kill."

"Hmm," his voice sounded from the other line. "Weird thing. That is exactly what I could tell about your eyes, as well."

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[kookiecrumb]

JJK || Scandalous

pairing: husband!jungkook x wife!reader

summary: After coming home from his Vegas shows, Jungkook defends his fidelity in a bold way.

tags: smut (18+), idol!jungkook, semi-angry sex that turns mushy, lil rough, oral (m&f receiving), bigdick!jk, manhandling, horny grinding, penetration

warnings: cheating accusations, strong language warning, unsafe sex* (please use protection)

a/n: I was high while I wrote half of this. Here.

-

"I know what you were doing in Vegas. Don't you try to lie to me or throw me off because I have evidence," you shout at him.

Jungkook is laying across your couch, infuriatingly unbothered.

"Evidence of me with another woman. Sure. Like I'd leave the love of my life for a random girl I've never seen before," Jungkook shakes his head, amused.

"Oh, so you're laughing now?!" You mock his smile. "You're laughing, having the time of your life because you cheated in Vegas and you think you're gonna get away with it."

"Yeah. I do. Because that's not some random girl in that picture-- that's our translator!" Jungkook screams. "It's our fucking translator and she was helping me buy a drink. I was looking out for the rest of the guys."

"Hm!"

"I don't believe you," you mutter, zooming into the picture that was circulating through stan Twitter just minutes ago.

News articles have already gotten to work spreading their rumors and dating scandals and it pissed you off beyond anything.

"Of course you don't," he grumbles, crossing his arms. "You know what? Why don't you call Namjoon, then? He was there. Ask anyone. I'm not a fucking cheater, y/n."

At this point, Jungkook was getting heated and you were afraid that if you doubted him one more time he would snap at you.

It's early in the morning, so calling Namjoon wasn't an option. He's probably asleep.

There's no use in fighting, so you need to find a way to redirect this energy into something a little more palettable for the both of you.

"Prove it then," you challenge.

"Prove what?"

"Prove that you wouldn't ever fuck another woman. Fuck me like you hate me."

Jungkook's fists unravel and his face relaxes. His eyes intensify and his demeanor changes completely. He's aroused.

"That's right. You get a boner every time I yell at you. You just want to shut me up with your dick, don't you? I'll believe you if you can dick me down by force," you speak.

"I'm not gonna dick you down by force while we're fighting," Jungkook crosses his arms.

"Aww...I respect your decision. I just thought you might have wanted a chance to prove me wrong, Kookie..." you pout, climbing into his lap.

His strong hands grip your hips immediately and he holds you that way as he tries to maintain his pride.

"Besides..."

You lean closer to his ear, rasping softly, and say: "it's not like she could ever do it like me."

"God damn it, y/n. You can't do that. You can't be a fucking brat and piss me off so that you get it rough," he protests, his ears turning red.

You swirl your fingers up his chest and smirk a little. "Yeah right...I can do whatever I want..."

Jungkook bites his lip, a surge of anger overcoming him as he struggles to keep his composure. "That's now how you get things."

You hum, ruffling your fingers through his black hair softly. "Hm. Show me, then..." you play.

He takes deep breaths, his chest inflating beneath your hands on his clothed chest as he spreads his palms on your ass and kneads you stupidly rough. "You're impossible."

"I know..."

Jungkook collapses his lips into yours gently. The kiss is smooth and delicate, reminiscent of an apology for making you even think he'd be the kind of person to hurt you.

From then on, a cocktail of pain and pleasure clouds your vision and you fall under the spell of sweet desire.

"Fuck, fuck--" you gasp as his mouth migrates to the lower half of your body, his strong hands framing your thighs. He dives between your hips and pins them down.

With stunted breath above your cunt, Jungkook gazes up with his dazzled eyes and takes you into his mouth.

You pry open your legs and he throws you back down and presses his tongue inside you. Hungry, he adjusts his posture.

You look over his back, textured by hard-earned muscle, and slightly glowing. "Mmh--" you whimper. God, you're helpless for how jacked he is.

Fuck, you melt for him.

"Just like that, wifey," he encourages you, snaking up your body and gathering you in his arms. He takes your hands and places them above his hips, dragging them downwards.

Jungkook connects his mouth to your neck and kisses you.

You know how to touch him the way he needs, so you wrap your hand around him, scarcely closing it, and stroke him languidly.

He lets out a breathy groan, riding your fist with ease. "Hh-- aaahh,"

Jungkook is cocky about the size of his dick. He's overtly aware of the fact that it's impressive. Because of that, he'll say things like:

"Yeah, slut, take my fat cock," Jungkook pants out. He closes his eyes as you climb over him and pop his cock in your mouth.

Jungkook breaks into a smile, relaxing his shoulders into the pillows beneath him. He sinks into the bed, focusing on the feeling of your hot mouth on his cock.

You lap at his most sensitive spots, spreading your tongue on his shaft and kissing the tip generously.

Beneath his breath, Jungkook begs. "fuck, yes, yes, yeah, mm, yeah, yes~"

His ringed fingers are holding the sheets beneath him, his exposed body in full display for you. This is a view only one woman has the right to.

With a breath through your nose and a little bit of courage, you take him in your throat and swallow around him.

His legs twitch as he rips out a groan, followed by a slew of beautiful curses. "Babe-- ,, ohh-- babe--" he whines.

One last kiss to his pretty pink tip and your thighs are over his, rubbing your swollen cunt against his dick.

He captures you in a sweet kiss, ridden with pleasurable noise and skipped breaths. Jungkook stretched his hands around your breasts and holds them, squeezing them with each rocking thrust.

Hastily, he grabs a hold of your legs. Then, he guides his cock to penetrate you. You help him eagerly, lifting above him only to lower yourself down his entire juicy length.

"Fuck-- holy fuck, Jungkook--" you moan.

Jungkook hides his smile within a kiss and completes a shallow thrust inside you.

"This is my favorite thing, you know. Pussy. Your pussy, in particular," he runs his hands down the curve of your back. "Sexy motherfucker."

He snaps his hips up into you, his hands comfortably resting above your ass.

Above him, your hands hold his jaw. You rest against him, infatuated with his delicate features. His cock rests above your cervix now, pushing your bladder just slightly.

You watch his Adam's apple bob, his heartrate climb as he tightens his grip on you. There's nothing more beautiful.

Your hands are on his chest now, and he's pulling you deeper as your hips roll into his cock. He pumps upwards, his lips collapsing into yours as your bodies collide.

In a daze, a wave of tension overcomes your body. He chases it, his big hands pressing into your skin with each powerful thrust. Your scent swallows him.

His thoughts flood as his thrusts slow, pushing further, accompanying a broken groan. He cums hard, and you cream around him.

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[ashwhowrites]

thinking of bold and cocky eddie who would be incredibly shy in front of his gf... him bragging to his friends about dominating her in bed (when he thinks she cant hear him) but the second they leave, he's struggling to put on that same facade and whimpering like a hot mess

This is delicious

"so what's the sex like?" Steve asked, sipping on his beer

Eddie blushed at the question. Eyes looking over at Steve, Robin and Nancy.

"um...it's really good" he said nodding. The sex was amazing. Eddie had never felt his body get so high, and ruined. She was brutal and mean. He loved it.

"she's so sweet and nice. Is she like submissive?" Robin asked curious.

It was true, Y/N was always sweet and kind. She's super nice and friends with everyone. She doesn't even look like she could hurt a fly.

"oh yeah definitely" Eddie lied through his teeth, "like she's on her knees begging for me. Calls me daddy and all of that. Sometimes I don't even let her cum. Sometimes leave her there crying for me as I do random shit" more lies spilling out through his mouth

"nice. I love submissive girls in bed. The way they whine and cry. Gets me every time" Steve sighed out, a dreamy look on his face

"yeah me too. Sometimes I even control the small things she does. Like when she can join me in bed or not" Eddie agreed. Having no idea what that even looked like on a female.

Steve high fived him as they laughed.

He was the whiner and crier.

He was the one who had to beg.

~~

Eddie closed the door as his friends left. Turning around to be face to face with Y/N, who stood smirking.

"hi baby" he squeaked out, jumping back a few steps

"hi handsome. How was the hangout?" Her eyes watching his body slightly.

"good" he said fast and high pitched

"talk about anything fun?" She edged on. Her hands working their way up his chest over his clothes.

"nope. Nothing. Mostly sat in silence" he said, throwing her hands off of him and racing to the bedroom.

She laughed to herself but still followed him with a smirk.

"what are you doing?" She asked, leaning against the door frame as she crossed her arms

"I think I'm going to go to bed. Tired? I am" he said with a nervous laugh

Quickly stepping out of his jeans and throwing off his shirt

He shuttered as her eyes burned through his skin

"lay on the bed Eddie" she demanded

"um....why?"

"you have to lay down to sleep right?" She teased

Eddie blushed, "yeah duh" quickly throwing himself in bed, crawling under the covers

"can I join you?" She asked, walking towards the end of the bed, removing her shirt

"why are you asking me?" He questioned, eyes watching her slowly strip

"I thought I had to ask....daddy" smirking as Eddie's body froze. Her pants hitting the floor

"you ..uh...heard that?" He stuttered out, eyes huge as he felt anxiety filling him

"yeah. I heard I'm such a submissive girl who gets on her knees and begs for you" she mocked, crawling on the bed. Eddie's eyes watching her.

"I'm sorry" he rushed out, shaking slightly as her nails began to scratch down his naked chest

"oh are you? Lying to your friends? How embarrassing Eddie."

"please I'm sorry" Eddie panted, her body slipping underneath the covers, grinding on his lap

"do you not like being my good boy? Are you embarrassed by it?" She faked pouted, moving her hips in slow circles

"NO! I love it. I swear. I'll always be your good boy" he whined, hands moving to her hips, gripping tight as she moved her hips faster.

"well good boy, I wanna see you back up your words. Make me beg" she challenged, her body moving off of his, but he yanked her back on him. Arms hooking around her waist, locking her against his growing cock

"no please. I don't want to. I don't want to try. Just please touch me" he cried. Trying to move her hips with his own hands

"but daddy how can I be a good submissive girl if you don't dominate me" she mocked, enjoying the way he was breaking away piece by piece

"I'm sorry! I can't do it. Please fuck me. Just please take my cock out and touch me" small tears falling down his eyes as she rocked her hips harder against him

"you want me to take your cock out and play with it?" She teased, fingers dipping into his boxers

"yes please...fuck" he whined. Throwing his head back as she took out his cock, letting the cold air hit his sensitive skin

She moved her body further under the covers. Completely hidden underneath as she sucked lightly on his tip, humming at the precum

"fuck baby" he moaned, hands gripping the sheets as she licked up his length, small licks to his balls as she pumped his cock

He felt her tongue swirl on his head and work it's way down his cock. Her lips wrapping around him as she bobbed her head up and down. Taking him further down her throat

"I wanna see you" he cried, licking his lips as his tears landed

He peeled away the covers slightly, enough for her head to poke through. Thighs clenching instantly as he watched her suck his cock. Her nails were scratching at his stomach, definitely leaving marks

"oh that's so good.... Suck my cock baby" he moaned. One hand teasing his own nipples as he moved his hips up. Eyes rolling as she gagged.

She removed herself with a pop. Licking up the spit that collected on his tip

She smirked as she crawled out from under the covers

"wait where are you going?" He panicked, watching as she moved off of the bed

"watch some tv. You lay here with your cock out and don't even think about touching yourself. If I get bored I'll come back" she teased

"NO DON'T DO THIS. IM SORRY!" he cried, watching as she walked right out the bedroom door, only in her underwear

"PLEASE!"

"BABY!"

"YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE!"

They both knew he'd listen too

He spent half the night screaming for her to come back and fuck him

Tags!

But like a good boy, he never touched himself

~~

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[minced-mangoes]

I don't care what you think Lucifer is a bottom in my heart no I won't explain it just feels right. This is just a random headcanon to start this post.

Lucifer isn't super cuddly, but he does quite enjoy letting you snuggle up to his wings. Especially at night when you're asleep in bed, Lucifer will lay a wing over you, just so he knows you're still there. That you're safe and warm.

He takes pride in it, that he's protecting you, that no one would dare lay a hand on you with him there, shielding you, even at their most vulnerable point of sleep.

Also I personally think Lucifer sleeps on his stomach. It started as an angel, three wings makes it hard to lay on your back, and now that he's missing a pair of wings (and is probably severely scarred in that area) sleeping on his stomach is much more comfortable. The pain of the scars, plus waking up with his wings slept on weirdly, just isn't nice.

Of course if he isn't in his demon form, the wing thing is null, but I think the pain in his back just keeps him on his side or stomach. If he isn't in demon form when sleeping next to you, he will wrap an arm around you. Still taking comfort in knowing you're there with him. Of course this makes waking up in the night a bit difficult, as you don't want to wake this poor overworked man at 3 in the morning so you can go use the washroom, but he won't hold it against you if you do.

Now, if you get up to eat he'll be a bit upset. "Why didn't you eat enough at dinner? That isn't healthy. Living with Beel should have taught you to know not to skip meals." Of course all his nagging is from a warm part of his heart. He just wants the best for you. His idea of what's right with you, and what is actually right for you might be a bit different, however.

Tell him that. He feels proud when you stand up to him. Of course his human, the one he chose to make a pact with, out of the many who have begged him, would be bold, and tell him off when he's wrong.

~~~ Hee-hee hoo-hoo thanks for reading,,, as always I encourage interaction, especially asks. I will dump my headcanons on you. I also accept oneshot requests, though those take me a while to write, as I'm a slow writer. ( I started drafting this post on the 12th)

Funny note, at first I was scared of Lucifer, then I disliked him, then I realized he was actually pathetic and suddenly became a big fan.

Tomi Out!

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[nevsdoll]

Neville x slytherin reader pls 💖💖💖

Where maybe he is her tutor in herbology , I need it so bad!! ✨✨

herbology for dummies | neville longbottom

neville longbottom x fem!reader

summary! ↑ the request! (⁠ ⁠˵⁠ ⁠°⁠ ⁠~⁠ ⁠°⁠ ⁠˵⁠ ⁠)

warnings; NSFW +18 SMUT ! underage + unprotected sex, slightly public! sort of hate-sex (⁠๑⁠•⁠﹏⁠•⁠) . . . (lmk if i missed any)

a/n: i always make these generic house reader so everyone feels connected but i'll try my best to make a slytherin character without being too stereotypical lmaoo !! ♡ (i couldn't find a gif i liked but i don't like this pic either)

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"i can't believe that bitch sprout gave me a tutor..." you said while walking towards the library, where you would meet your new tutor.

"no, that's believable, sweety. what's unbelievable is that your tutor is going to be that longbottom dork!" pansy said while laughing.

"oh, shut up... he is probably so sweet" you responded annoyed at your friend's mean words. "i'll see you later"

you entered the library and scanned the place looking for that gryffindor boy. he was sitting all the way in the back, where you could barely see him. you approached him, "why are we sitting here?" you asked.

neville looked up at you, "oh, hey" he thought for a second before answering to your question, "i don't know, i just felt like sitting here, i guess" you nodded and sat beside him as you watched him open the herbology book. "so, why are you particularly struggling with?"

"umm... i don't know, i don't really pay attention in class" you looked around the table which was filled with books that neville picked up. "why do we need all these books for?" you picked a random one, reading the title out loud, "'the enchanting world of magical plants: a guide to botanical mysticism', what the fuck is this? does this even enter on the test?"

"no... i just thought it might help..." he said, somehow embarrassed.

you grabbed another book, "'herbology for dummies', excuse me? are you mocking me, longbottom?" you looked at him angrily.

"what? that's just how it's called, it's not my fault! it's a good book i read it!" he said while taking the book from your hands and putting it away. "let's just get into studying" you sighed, already angry at him —not for a good reason—. basically, your first actual impression of neville longbottom was ruined.

you only knew about him because you saw him sometimes in class and at the corridors, but mostly you just knew what draco malfoy and his friends used to say about him. at that time, you thought they might have been right.

you were drawn away from your thoughts by the guy's voice, "i think these are the only topics that are gonna be on the test... i don't think mrs. sprout will ask anything about the water plants because we just started it..."

"i should just use a cheat sheet or something..."

"i mean, you could but i think sprout is going to do an anti-cheat spell, you know? because it's the end of the semester and all" neville looked at you with a small smirk.

you covered your face with your hands annoyed, "shit, you're right..." you let out a small breath, "okay, just teach me the most important so i can go, i want to go see the slytherin quidditch practice after this."

"slytherin is practicing today? i thought oliver booked the field..." he spoke, thinking out loud.

"that's the thing with you gryffindors, you think the world revolves around you." you said.

"how is that thinking the world revolves around us?" he rolled his eyes. "and that's really bold coming from someone who is friends with malfoy" he laughed annoyed.

you gasped, "okay, first of all, i'm not friends with draco; second of all, YOU are a friend of THE harry potter so of course you wouldn't notice the harry potter syndrome you all gryffindors fall into... and third of all, you are my tutor, you shouldn't say such things"

"i'm sorry, what?!" he opened his eyes in shock, completely offended. "how could you say that? you were the one who started this!"

"oh, real mature, longbottom" you looked away, trying to ignore him.

"also, what the hell is the harry potter syndrome?!" he asked with his eyebrows making a frown.

"exactly!" you said as neville just tsked at your response. "just teach me whatever you have to teach me" you added still looking away.

neville sighed and started going through the book, explaining every topic best way he could because due to your lack of response he couldn't know what you struggled most with.

this went on for quite some time, you had been swimming inside your deepest weirdest thoughts, not paying attention to anything neville had to say. at one point you even felt bad, it felt like you had these little cartoony versions of yourself on each shoulder saying "he is trying to help you!" and the other one saying "whatever, he is probably already used to being ignored. he was being rude". the boredom was just starting to get more vivid and you let out a yawn.

"you could at least pretend like you are listening!" he said. "i'm doing this for you, you know? i don't want to be here either."

"then leave! i'm not asking you to do anything! i just stayed here in case you were going to tell on me to sprout like the nerd loser you are!" you got up from the chair and closed the book. the only reason why you weren't screaming at each other was the fact that you were still at the library.

"what?!" he looked at you shocked. you looked at him in his eyes, you could sense he was somehow hurt. you stayed looking at each others eyes for a few seconds right before throwing yourselves into each others mouths.

you didn't even know how was it that the situation took this turn but now neville longbottom was sitting you on a table, throwing everywhere the herbology books he picked up while kissing you roughly with his hands grabbing your ass. —and he was honestly such a good kisser too, he knew exactly what to do and how to do it.

you quickly unbottoned your jeans needing more of his touch. he looked down at your movements and smirked, "shit, you wanna do it with a nerd loser, y/n?" he laughed.

"shut up" you unbuckled his belt, throwing it behind the books that were still on the table. neville laughed, absolutely forgetting about his shy and kind persona. he brought you closer and lowered your jeans, rapidly slipping his hand on your panties and caressing your bare cunt. "just do it, longbottom" he smiled and kissed your lips once more while lowering your panties and finally taking his erection out of his clothes. neville shoved his dick inside of you making you bite your lip to silence your scream. your body layed down on the table trying to adjust to his already rapid movements. your back already arching and hands begging for something to grab and hold on to. "neville, your cock feels so good..." you whispered.

neville bit his lip while increasing the pace. his hands ran through the inside of your shirt until finally meeting your breasts. he played with your nipples mercilessly as you moaned covering your mouth with your hand. "what has gotten you so excited?" he teased.

"you are lucky you are fucking me so good, if not, i would have left." you responded between gasps and moans. "i thought you were a virgin... how many girls have you fucked?"

"you are the only slytherin i had left" he said with that smirk on his face again.

"fuck you, longbottom." you sensed you were close, you wouldn't hold it for much longer.

"you are guilty of that." he laughed at the same time you finally released. cumming all over his cock and leaving cum leaking on the table. "damn, y/n... that was hot"

you breath out and dressed up. "thank you, tutor, i'm going to the quidditch practice. i'll see you tomorrow for another tutoring session!"

#neville imagine #neville longbottom smut #neville longbottom x reader #neville longbottom x y/n #harry potter fanfiction #neville longbottom x you

[lunicho]

SEXY TUTOR NICHOLAS *passes out*

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8bFSCo2/

-😵‍💫 anon

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thinking abt tutor nicholas who everyone thinks is so attractive but he only comes to school to study and learn and nothing else. he always has his headphones in while he walks the halls as well. he has this mystery about him, his sharp eyes making you wonder if he's friendly or not. everyone knows he's super smart, he pokes his nose in books all day long and he spends his free time on campus in one of the labs on campus. you kept wondering that until you finally got the chance to meet him, your teacher recommended that you see him for help. the class happened to be his strongest subject and your teacher said he's actually a great tutor and that he just never offers his services.

it took a bit for you to actually approach him, the initmidation actually setting in everytime you tried. there was something about him and his aura that was a bit,, almost scary. once you approached him he actually already knew what you wanted, your teacher already mentioning it so it was actually a smooth sailing conversation. he made it quick and easy and he invited you to meet him in the library after school. things started off easy enough, he'd help with homework and answer any questions you may have. but then it turned to something more,, you'd gotten a little crush, just pretending to be confused simply to spend more time with him. you didn't know what he was thinking,, in fact nobody did. he was very good at staying consistent with what he shows to you and how he acts which is what made you like him even more, the mystery and curiosity is what kept you coming back.

one day he'd invite you to study at his place, saying something random about how he has to watch his dog or some shit. you'd come over and you'd feel very very nervous once again,, you don't know why but you do. he'd let you know that he wanted to try something new today. "seems you're not grasping the material so i wanted to try something new.. gotta see how much you really know." he'd leave you sitting in the dining chair, he'd move behind you, hands moving your hair from over your shoulder. you'd find yourself leaning towards his touch, wanting nothing more than to feel his hands on you. he'd lean down to your ear, "read from your notes, i want to know if you've been listening to me." you already know your notes suck balls, you've been focused enough to write SOMETHING down but the notes are definitely not what they should be.

you'd start reading anyways though, your voice hushed as you do. his hands would move towards the collar of your shirt, slightly dipping into your shirt, his fingertips touching skin he hasn't even seen. you'd jump slightly when he does this, your voice shaking. "something wrong?" he'd act clueless, his hands moving back to your shoulders. you'd shake your head faster than you like to admit. he'd ask you to continue reading, which you do. he'd get a bit more bold now, grabbing handfuls of your breasts. he'd squeeze the skin in his hands, chuckling at the way you slow down reading. he finds it amusing how fast you lose your focus. "doing great y/n,, keep reading." so you do!! you keep on going, trying so hard to keep focused.

you'd hear him moving behind you,, he'd pull your chair back before popping into your vision out of the corner of your eye. he'd turn your chair a bit, sinking down to his knees. if you're wearing a skirt then he'd just pull your panties down under your skirt but if you have on something else he'll just remove both. he'd move one of your legs onto the table, asking you to hold the book and keep reading. he'd do like a test run, licking one long stripe up your pussy, smiling again at how your voice and body shakes a little. you'd be tripping over words as he eats you out, his eyes sharp everytime you look down at him.

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[recklesssturniolo]

Not Just Friends - C.S

As per the earlier request for Chris x reader being friends w benefits but confess their feelings for each other (here!) No smut

A/N: I hope y’all like this if it’s shit I’m sorry this is somewhat my first time writing something like this

Chris and I had been friends with benefits for about 4 months now. Us meeting through Nick, as him and I became good friends after meeting at an event. When we first started, we set a rule that if either one of us caught feelings, we'd stop immediately. I had been breaking that rule for over a month now. I knew I saw Chris as more than just a fuck-buddy. How could I not? He'd let me spend the night, cuddle with me, and in general just act like he was my boyfriend - until of course we were in public.

Currently at a party with him and his brothers, I watched as he stood across the room from me flirting with a random girl. I hadn't told anyone that I had actual feelings for Chris and really didn't plan to, but I knew I had to end things before I fell for him any harder.

"You aren't very good at hiding how you feel you know that right?" Matt says from beside me, causing me to jump slightly as I wasn't expecting him to just pop up.

"What are you talking about?" I question, seriously hoping he was not about to bring up Chris.

"How you feel about Chris, I mean you're standing here gloomy because he's flirting with another girl" He replies.

"I am not 'gloomy' Matt. Just annoyed I guess" I mumble back.

"Oh come on, I can see the way you look at him Y/N. Nick too, he's brought it up to me a couple times. You and I both know this is deeper than just sex" He sighs.

"Doesn't really matter if it is or isn't deeper than sex as for Chris it's simply sex and that's it" I say.

He scoffs before responding, "No way you actually think that"

"Why wouldn't I? I mean he's literally proving my point right now" I say, nodding my head in Chris' direction.

"Y/N, he looks at you the exact same way you look at him. He'd never let a girl stay the night before you. Jesus he's never actually cared about a girl like this before. You should see the way he reacts when he see's you're out with another guy. Never seen someone get jealous that quick" He says.

I sigh before telling Matt I was going to the washroom, not knowing how to continue the conversation and also not wanting to watch Chris hit on girls any longer. Walking to the bathroom I'm stopped by a guy.

"Hey, you're gorgeous" He smiles.

"Oh um thank you" I smile back.

Surprised the guy was actually being respectful, we continued talking for a few minutes before exchanging numbers and parting ways. I use the washroom, and decide to go out on the porch for some air.

"What the fuck was that?" I hear, already aware just by the voice that it was Chris.

"Pardon?" I question.

"Don't play stupid. You and that guy, what was that about?" He replies.

"He complimented me and we had a small conversation before we exchanged numbers? Why does it matter?" I ask.

"Just not sure why you'd even give him your number, or for that matter even talk to him. He obviously just wants in your pants" He says.

"Real bold coming from you, someone who actually fucks me then spends the night flirting with every girl possible" I scoff back.

"Seriously? That's what you care about? We agreed we're nothing more than fuck buddies - or friends whatever" He responds, raising his voice slightly.

"Okay then why the fuck do you care about who I talk to?" I reply, my voice getting louder too.

"I don't, was just letting you know all he wants is to fuck. He doesn't actually care to have polite conversation" He shrugs.

I scoff before turning around to go back inside, but Chris grabs my arm, "What that hurt your feelings or some shit?”

"You realize that's the exact same as you right? Only difference being you actually fuck me and he doesn't" I question.

"That's bullshit and you know it” He replies.

“Is it? Pretty sure you’re fucking other girls by the way you act anyways. We mine as well call it off right now” I say, regardless of my heart slightly hurting at the thought of not seeing him anymore - not the sex but just him.

“And if I am seeing other girls what’s it to you?” He says back, now angrier.

“Forget it Chris, this is done. I’m not doing this with you” I huff.

“No tell me, what’s it to you if I’m seeing other girls?” He repeats.

“What’s it to you if I was to start seeing that guy then?” I question back - purposely avoiding his question.

“For fuck sakes I don’t want to share you” He yells.

“But I have to share you?” I respond.

“You seriously fucking think I have other girls? You think I’m letting other girls stay the night? Making them breakfast? You think there’s even one other girl who I’d feel comforted by?” He again yells. Now struggling to make eye contact.

I rub my face with my hands, “How would I know Chris? Look how you act at parties”

“Are you blind?” He asks, taking me by surprise.

“Sorry what?” I question.

“I only fucking do that to get under your skin. I don’t want anyone else, do I have to fucking spell it out for you? I don’t want you with anyone but me” He says, his voice softening.

My mind turns as Matt’s words from earlier replay in my head. Was Matt actually right?

“Okay” I respond. Knowing it was a shit reply but not being able to come up with anything better.

“That’s all you have to say?” He questions.

“What Chris, what are you expecting me to say? Are you wanting me to just come right out and tell you I’m in love with you? Because there you go" I yell before my eyes widen after what I just said actually hits me.

I look at Chris as he stands there. Not a single word leaving his mouth, no emotion present on his face. My heart breaking more with every second that passes.

Going to walk away for the second time, Chris once again grabs my arm to stop me. Except this time once I'm facing him, he pulls my face in and kisses me before he pulls away just slightly, saying "You have no idea how long I have been waiting to hear that" before connecting our lips again.

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[lacontroller1991]

Bull Ride (Rick Flag x F!Reader)

Main Master List || DC Master List

Warnings: SMUT 18+, language, dirty talk, sexual suggestions, drinking, innuendos, girl on top, unestablished relationship, unprotected sex (wrap it up folks), creampie, uncovered feelings, tipsy sex with consent

Inspired by a conversation with @a-reader-and-a-writer a long time ago.

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Rick looks over his shoulder for the ninth time in a row, his hands gripping his mug a little tighter each time as he watches you laugh in amusement, a smile never leaving your face as you watch man after man get tossed from the mechanical bull. Rick grumbles at the sight, swirling his beer around before downing it and making his way over to the crowd.

Tapping on the announcer's shoulder, Rick asks to be next as he catches your eyes from the arena, a perfect brow raised in question.

"Alright folks, our next contestant is Rick!" The crowd cheers around him but his ears tune out all the others, only focusing on the way you cheer his name. The man places a worn cowboy hat on Rick's parted hair before giving him a slap on the back. "Good luck." Rick nods as he hops over the barricade and straddles the mechanical bull. Gripping onto the handle with one hand, Rick holds onto the hat as the bull slowly begins to move. After picking up pace, Rick's body flows with each rough thrust of the bull. People around him cheering and screaming in support as Rick manages to stay on the bull longer than most of the previous riders.

You, on the other hand, can't help the way the blush slowly blooms under your skin as your eyes fixate on his posture and how it moves in tandem. And his hips. His damn hips. "Hot damn." A girl next to you mutters as she twirls a finger in her hair, her heated gaze watching Rick's body. You roll your eyes in annoyance as jealousy creeps in. It's not like he's yours. He's merely a friend, a coworker, but damn you wish he was yours. You take another sip of the drink in your hand as the bull starts to slow down.

"Alright, easy there cowboy. Don't wanna show up everybody now," the announcer jokes as the bull comes to a complete stop, allowing Rick to slip off with grace and make his way over to you, a shit eating grin on his face, but before he can make a comment, the girl from earlier steps in.

"Howdy cowboy. Wanna take me for a ride?" You have to resist the urge to kick her ass into the floor as Rick lightly places his hands on her arms and pushes her to the side, unveiling you.

"Enjoy the show?"

"Oh for sure. You were definitely entertaining," you comment, plucking the hat off his head and placing it on yours, a sudden surge of confidence flowing through you. "Though I'd like to see what else those hips could do, Colonel."

Rick chuckles, taking the drink out of your hand, the adrenaline from the ride and alcohol coursing through his veins and giving him the courage to flirt back. "Well darlin', that's if you can handle the ride."

"What makes you think I can't, Colonel?" Rick blushes as your manicured hand traces down his covered abdomen. "I don't think you could handle the rider."

Rick takes a step closer, walking into your touch and you can't deny the pure energy that flows between the contact. "Why don't we get outta here and find out?" Your previously hooded eyes shoot wide open as you take in the meaning of his words and for a second you can see the regret in Rick's eyes at the bold suggestion. "I mean, we don't actually have to. I was just flirtin'. Sorry if I made you uncomfortable." He mentally beats himself up as his eyes roam the room, finding interest in a random hole on the wall. He knows he shouldn't have said anything. He knows he should've stuck to just keeping things professional but a hand on his forearm stirs him from his thoughts as he looks down at you, sporting a soft smile.

"No, no." You're quick to reassure him. "I could go for a ride."

You and Rick kiss each other with a blind passion, teeth clanging against each other as he backs you and him through the door to his apartment. Falling onto the couch, Rick's hands fall to your hips and drag you on top, your legs straddling either side of his legs as his hands roam around your body.

Breaking away, the two of you pant as you hastily get undressed, dying to have full skin on skin contact. Slipping off his lap, you shove your pants and underwear off before yanking your shirt off, sitting naked on his couch as he shoves his pants down enough for his cock to spring out and slap against his stomach, precum leaking out of the tip. He immediately grabs his member and gives himself a couple of pumps as you reposition yourself over his lap.

"Are you sure about this, we can stop." You shake your head, pushing his hand away and grabbing his member, running the tip over your wet folds.

"1000%. You have no clue how many times I've thought of this." Rick smirks at your comment, his hands falling to your hips.

"Is that so? You think about this? About us?" You nod, jolting forward slightly when his tips nudges your clit. "How often?"

You don't know if now is the time to be admitting your feelings for the colonel, but judging by the way he's looking at you with hope in his lustful eyes. Might as well. "Every night."

Rick resists the urge to break out in a big grin and hop from his chair in excitement at your proclamation of attraction, after all, it means that he has a 99.9% chance that you would say yes to a date if he would ask and he likes those odds. Instead, he hangs his head and smiles softly, a perfect ash blond lock falling to his forehead and you immediately push it back, causing him to look up at you from his position. "How about we take this to the bed?"

"I think I'd like that." Rick nods his head before standing up and carrying you to his bedroom as your hands mess with his short cropped hair. It doesn't take long before he is laying you out on the bed and slotting himself between your legs, his large frame covering yours.

"Are you absolutely sure?" His normal hazel eyes now seem a dark brown in the dark of the night as he stares down at you, looking for any sign of hesitation.

Smirking, you wrap your legs around his waist and flip him over to where you situate yourself on top, breasts heaving with each breath causing Rick to drool. He always knew you like to be in charge, in fact it sometimes causes arguments between the two of you, but now? Rick doesn't think he minds you in control. "I did say I was gonna ride you, didn't I?"

Taking control of the situation, you grab ahold of his member before lining him up with your sex and slip him in as the both of you groan at the sensation. You had always fantasized about how Rick would feel buried in you, fantasized about how big he is, but in comparison to the real thing, your fantasies severely underestimated how it would actually feel. "Fuck darlin'. You're so tight."

Blush blooms underneath your cheeks as you hesitantly roll your hips, watching his face and gauging for a reaction. Much like on the field and in the office, Rick shows little to no expression at the movement of your hips. Normally you would pass off his stoic behavior as just him keeping to himself, but you really don't think now is the time for him to be silent. Stilling yourself, you place your hands on his chest, being very careful to avoid the angry scar down his left pec. "Y'know Rick, my job would be easier if you gave me some sort of clue as to how you feel."

Rick honestly didn't realize his stoic behavior. If he's being honest with himself, he's just trying to keep his cool and to not cum in you. If he did, he doesn't think he would be able to forgive himself for embarrassing him in front of you, especially during sex. Instead, Rick's large hands place themselves on your hips as he guides you along his member, sitting up and sliding deeper into you, the tip of his member hitting your cervix, causing you to gasp while Rick smirks. "Trust me darlin', I feel amazing." He captures your lips against his, your hips moving in tandem with each other as he slides in and out of you with ease. "Don't think I'll be able to last much longer with the way you rock those hips."

If you thought he already had a southern accent, the alcohol and the lust make it ten fold and if you didn't know who you were with, you would probably assume that you weren't with Rick. Still, his accent, his scent, the way he feels in you, the heat of his skin, and the way he holds you in his grasp has your orgasm approaching. Knotting your hands in his hair, you let mindless fingers pull at soft tufts as your pants get louder, spurring the colonel on. "That's it, darlin'. Use my cock to make you cum."

One more thrust is all you need before you're letting out broken moan into the night as your orgasm crashes over you, waves of pleasure radiating down from your head to your toes as Rick continues to thrust up into you with the sole intent of bringing his orgasm. Noticing how his hips start to falter, you grab his chin and turn it towards you, a different kind of ferocity in your eyes. "I want you to cum. I want you to cum in me, Rick. Make me yours."

"Fuck." Rick's eyes roll back in his head as he spurts his hot cum in you while you rock your hips against his to coax him through his orgasm. After a minute of collective breathing, he gently picks you off his lap and sets you down beside him on his bed as his hand finds yours. "I want to do that again."

"Right now?" You question with a giggle as he brings your had up to his mouth, pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles that sends butterflies to your stomach.

"Well, I'll need a couple of minutes before round two, but I'm talking about permanently. Would you like to go on a date with me?"

Smiling, you roll onto your stomach and rest your chin on his chest. "I think I'd love to. But now," you drag a finger down his chest, twirling a strand of his happy trail between your fingers, sporting a grin that has Rick's cock twitching, "I wanna do that again."

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Author's Note: So this is the first full length Rick fic I've posted in a while but I hope you guys enjoy!!!!!!

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[megistusdiary]

I can’t believe no one’s suggested this yet but TIGHNARI + mushrooms that he found/tested for safety (he IS a forest ranger and botanist after all) that are not only not poisonous but works wonders as aphrodisiacs. Just imagine him testing one out (or letting his s/o try it with consent) before they go at it; pleasure ensues! X3

ooh this is the one turn it up. this is such an amazing concept >:)

kinda turned a bit long. so much dialogue because of a random plot i thought of while trying to do chem hw lol 💀💀

warnings: dom!tighnari and sub!fem anatomy/pronouns reader

69ing (lol), aphrodisiacs, tighnari calls you a 'good girl,' praise, degradation, hair pulling (sub!receiving), dry humping, coming in pants, fingering (sub!receiving), messy

you observed tighnari carefully as he sat in the chair across from you, gingerly holding an ornate looking box.

"so...are you going to tell me what's in there?" you asked, pointing at said box as his lips quirked up slightly.

"it's a finding i have been eager to share with you for quite some time." tighnari explained, setting the box down on the table. "don't worry, i have done very thorough experimentation and research. there also happens to be the element of the 'word of mouth' about these."

you could contain your curiosity no longer, leaning forward as he opened the box. your parted lips sealed shut when you saw what was inside.

there were two mushrooms, a light brown color, of the same, small shape. "mushrooms?" you asked, puzzled. you failed to see the glint in his eyes as you reached towards the box. "i don't really know if i'm following here."

"they're not just any mushrooms, my dear." tighnari picked one up between his fingers, holding it up to the slowly fading sunlight. "they're very popular with the locals seeking a boost in, well, libido, if you will."

your face felt hot as tighnari's expression remained stoic. "l-libido? you're telling me they're sex mushrooms?"

tighnari chuckled at your boldness, shrugging and setting the fungus down. "sure, if that's what you want to call it. they're completely harmless, i have tested them myself."

"really? when?"

"that's...not important." tighnari scratched the back of his neck, elaborating no further. "i will keep the description of effects a secret, but just know it is intensely intoxicating without being overwhelming."

you remained silent, picking up a mushroom for your own eyes to glaze over. you rotated it carefully between your fingers, leaning forward to smell it.

smells like...earth and dirt. as expected, you guessed.

"so how do we do this? just eat the whole thing?"

"well, some people prefer to cut pieces off, or even cook them in some type of food. i've seen others make drinks using herbs and-"

tighnari's eyes widened as he watched you pop the entire thing in your mouth, chewing and swallowing before he could stop you. he rushed towards you, pressing his palms to your cheeks.

"i wouldn't have recommended that large of a dose for the first time!"

"is it going to kill me?!" you panicked, grabbing at his wrists.

"no- no, of course not i just- nobody ever eats the whole thing...how are you feeling? is it hitting you yet? any fever? tingling?"

you sighed, leaning back and rubbing your temples. you watched tighnari lean back, brows furrowed as he picked up the remaining mushroom. "so-"

tighnari did exactly as you did, eating the entire thing as you gasped, quickly standing up and shaking him by his shoulders. "why would you do that?"

"if you did it, we might as well be even with dosage. i refuse to be out-lasted." tighnari flirted so casually sometimes, it knocked the wind out of you.

you stammered, feeling too flustered to reply quickly as you sat back down, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath. "how long until we feel it?"

"you'll know." he assured you. there were sounds of fabric rustling as tighnari sat across from you.

it came over you slowly, beginning as a little flame in your belly. easily something to ignore.

it traveled up into your chest, spreading downwards as well until it had your thighs pressing together ever so slightly.

you could feel your heart thumping louder, feel your pulse quicken, your limbs feeling light and tingly in a very...pleasurable way.

your eyes opened, seeing tighnari in a similar state, ears pressed against his head, one hand gripping his knee, the other over his heart.

you stood up so fast, you felt the blood rush to your head, stumbling onto tighnari's lap. you were coherent enough to be aware of your actions, and by the archons did you want tighnari.

he welcomed you in, pulling you against him and smashing your lips together. your eyelids fluttered shut as he held your head against his, licking the seam of your lips as you whined, grinding your hips down on his thigh.

he suddenly tangled his hand into your hair, pulling you away as you mewled, back arching. "be patient, don't be such a desperate little thing. behave."

"tighnari, please, it's so warm. you were right, i think- i think that dosage was crazy powerful. i feel it everywhere." you rambled, holding your head steady as he cooed, petting your hair.

"oh i know, i know. next time don't be in such a rush, hm? now we're in this predicament. ah, what a mess." tighnari chuckled, feeling you trembling on his lap.

"i'm sorry, i'll be more patient next time, i promise, nari. but, please, just...do something!" you begged, feeling his hands slide down to your waist, grinding you against him at a leisurely pace as you gasped, head falling back. "fuck-" you sighed, gripping his shoulders and moving your hips to match his rhythm.

"good girl, such a good girl for me." tighnari mumbled, pressing kisses to your neck. you moved your head further, bearing the skin in a display of submission the fox man seemed to be very pleased by.

he could feel you shake in his hold, clearly turned on by such little stimulation due to the mushroom in your system. he felt the same, barely hanging on by a thread as his dick twitched in its confines.

you moaned when you felt it, pushing your hips down onto his lap, moving them in circles frantically. "close..." you bit your lip, feeling him push and pull faster and faster until you arched your back, barely managing to muffle your moan as you came in his lap. he held you steady, grinding up into you through your first orgasm of the night.

he heard curses spilling from your lips along with 'thank you's and garbles of his name. he pet your hair once more, letting you rest against his chest as you recovered. "that was...embarrassing." you whined, still feeling the heat. "i don't- i mean i never..."

"it's the mushroom, my dear. no need to be embarrassed. in fact, i found that little display rather endearing."

his melodic voice hit you hard, feeling both the heat of shame and from your core as you moved to shed your clothes, peeling your shirts and pants off until you sat on his lap in your undergarments. you pawed at his pants, feeling him twitch under your grasp.

"can i touch you? please?" your eyes gazed up at him so beautifully, he just couldn't say no, opting to remove his pants enough for his cock to spring out.

your eyes shimmered with delight as you reached out, placing a soft kiss to the tip that had his hips bucking. "archons," he held the back of his hand against his lips, watching you seat yourself between his thighs.

you kitty-licked the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum on your tongue gingerly. he watched you carefully, gathering your hair into a ponytail as you kissed down the sides, licking up the veins running along his cock.

"you look so pretty like this..." tighnari sighed. though he couldn't help but feel selfish as he watched you rub your thighs together. "as much as i love it, there's something else i'd like even more, my dear." you stared up quizzically, letting out a squeak as he pulled you up onto his chest.

he spun your body around, making you face his dick and pushing your back down, presenting your clothed pussy to him as you gasped. he pressed his nose against you, inhaling softly as you shivered. "you smell so good..."

"don't say that!" you gasped, feeling him slowly peel your panties off. "it's embarrassing-"

tighnari moved his thumbs to spread your folds, eyeing your hole as he bucked his hips up. "come on, pretty girl, get back to work."

you leaned down, suckling the tip and slowly taking more of him into your mouth, desperately trying to move your hair out of your eyes.

you almost collapsed, however, when he licked a stripe up your pussy, swirling the tip across your clit.

you moaned around tighnari's dick, feeling it twitch against your tongue as tighnari groaned deeply. "oh-"

you pushed yourself further, taking him deeper as he continued to lick up and down your slit, playing with your clit. he moaned into your pussy as he felt your tongue lave over him, causing you to shiver and whine, moving your hips back against his face. you could feel his tongue slowly pushing into your hole, teasing you just to feel you tremble, enjoying your body's way of begging for him.

you removed your mouth from his dick, opting to lick at his heavy balls and the knot at the base of his shaft, pressing wet kisses from your pre-cum covered lips.

tighnari doubled his efforts, circling your clit and coating one of his hands in slick, spreading it across his fingers before moving them around your hole. he collected the remains of your previous orgasm along with it, gently pushing a finger into you as you cried out at the sudden stretch. "tighnari!"

the second you took him back into your mouth, he was bucking his hips, taking the reins and fucking your throat while he pressed his fingers deep into you. the second they hit your sweet spot, your eyes rolled back into your head, throat constricting around him as he came without warning.

he softly sobbed, feeling quickly overstimulated as his fingers jabbed into your g-spot, hurdling you into your second orgasm as you collapsed on him, cum spilling from your mouth onto his torso and the sheets.

you both panted in the otherwise silent room, twitching from your orgasms as you collected yourselves.

you could slowly feel the mushroom's effects wearing off as you sighed, turning towards tighnari. though you were stunned when you saw his cock slowly rising again.

"i probably should have mentioned it before but...this specific aphrodisiac tends to last quite a bit longer in foxes."

"but you said you needed to take it quick to outlast me-!"

"it was all part of the fun, my dear. now, won't you indulge me for just one more round?"

#genshin impact #genshin smut #genshin impact smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader smut #tighnari x reader #tighnari #tighnari x you #tighnari smut #genshin tighnari #💌─𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘭! ༊*·˚ #✎─𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 ❛ ༉‧₊˚

[win-writes]

𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴

༶ pairing; jouno x reader

༶ contains; suggestive themes, fluff, lots of kisses, cuddles, cute little pillow talk with jouno♡

༶ word count; 958

This moment felt just right. You're laying your head over your lover's shoulder, sitting up in your shared bed. Your naked bodies are tangled together, enjoying each others warmth. You hold his hand, tenderly playing with his fingers, while his other hand is softly playing with your hair.

You're lost in your thoughts, something that of course doesn't go unnoticed by Jouno "What is it my love?", he asks breaking the comfortable silence, "Is something bothering you?"

You rise your head up to look at him. A sad smile takes over your lips as your hand softly caresses his face "It's kind of stupid, but can I ask you something?"

Jouno moves your hand to his lips, kissing your palm "Baby you can ask me anything, you know that" you stare at him with eyes full of love, taking in every little detail of his pretty face

"Do you remember what colors look like?"

Jouno couldn't help the little laugh that escaped his lips at the sound of your question, "Out of all things, you're worried I don't know what colors look like?" you pout at his response, crossing your hands "I knew it was a stupid question, but you don't have to laugh!"

You bring your locked hands closer to you and start drawing random little patterns with your free hand on the back of Jouno's palm, "I'll start with blue then" you announce as you lean your head on his shoulder once again "Blue is the color of the sky and the sea.. It's also the color of sadness" you feel Jouno's thumb slightly tickling your hand, by drawing circles on it, letting you know he's listening.

Jouno turns your face to meet his and without a warning, he presses his lips against yours into a gentle kiss "But you're so cute when you're embarassed" he whispers into your lips "Why don't we play a game, hm?" he backs up a few inches "You'll describe colors to me and maybe it'll help refresh my memory"

You take his hand into your own, slowly interlocking your fingers together "Promise you won't make fun of me again?" he leans his face closer to yours, leaving another sweet kiss on your cheek "I promise my love, I won't"

"Then we have red" you continue without letting go off his hand "Red is the color of our blood. It symbolizes love but rage as well.." You turn your face to look at him "It's also the color of your tips" you smile as you gently hold some of the red tips of his hair, twirling them around your fingers. He gives you a warm smile "What about yellow?"

You take a moment to yourself, carefully considering your answer. You take another look at his sweet face, settling your hands on each side of his frame. Jouno leaned into the familiar warmth of your palms that he loved so much. You kissed his forehead before replying "You are green" in a low tone, like a secret that only he was meant to hear.

"Yellow.. is the color of the sun" you proceed "And the symbol of happiness and energy" you smile to yourself with all of the cheerful memories you hold dear with the man beside you flooding your mind

"What are you thinking of? Your heartbeat's going crazy" you look up to him with a huge smile "You of course" He holds you close into his arms, placing kisses all over your head "Well, aren't you bold?" You stay like that for a moment, quietly appreciating each other's affection and loving touch. Until Jouno moves his head back, moving your chin up to face him

"What color am I to you then y/n?"

"Care to elaborate, my dear?" asked the man before you, curious about your thoughts behind your final answer. "You are calm and responsible, just like the color blue" you note while caressing his right cheek, "but you're also the one who brings me hope and happiness, exactly like the color yellow" you continue, now shifting your affections to his left cheek "combine them together and.." you now lightly squeeze both of his cheeks "you get green!"

Jouno giggled at your adorable explanation and mannerisms "Is that so? Then, I'll gladly be your green" he gave you a genuine smile, pressing his forehead against yours "What about me Jouno? What color am I to you?" you eagerly ask.

Your eyes are filling with tears, bluring your vision "Damn you..' you curse him under your breath, while Jouno wastes no time to whipe the tears off you face "When did you get so poetic?". He closed the gap between your faces, his lips now ghosting over yours "About.. 2 minutes ago?" you giggle before you crush your lips against his.

Though, your partner was ready to give you the answer you're seeking "To me you're white" he replies, quicker than you expected with an equally unexpected answer "And why is that?"

Jouno moves his arms around your waist, bringing your body on top of his to have you sit on his lap. You move your hands around his neck, making yourself comfortable, patiently awaiting for him to reveal his train of thought. "You are white, because you brought the light in my life I thought I lost forever. The purest and warmest ray of light I could ever wish for"

You savior the taste of his sweet lips, as he carefully rolls you over, laying you on your back. He breaks the kiss, only to target your neck instead. "How about we play another game?" he hovers over your face once again, just to get dangerously close to your sensitive ears "But a bit more acoustic this time"

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[hangmanssunnies]

They All Know, He's In Love With You.

Summary: From the night you first set eyes on Jake “Hangman” Seresin, and went home with him from the bar, you knew that there wasn’t ever going to be anything serious between you two. You just wish you could figure out why he keeps acting the opposite, and everyone thinks you are together.

Pairings: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x Fem! Civilian!Reader

Fandom: Top Gun: Maverick 

Word count: 4.3k

Warnings: slight angst, miscommunication trope.

A/N: Just a random thing that I came up with over the weekend. The reader is pretty oblivious, and maybe Jake needs to be a bit better about communication. I hope you like it. Also i gave Jake a promotion because he deserves it. A brief cameo for my darling Coyote. Also, it turned out weird on this, but Hangman's text is italics, and readers should be bolded.

"So, I like your new boyfriend."

The word boyfriend makes you laugh. "He isn't my boyfriend, Zali," you corrected your friend.

The two of you had met up for tapas and drinks. You had asked your current fling to drop you off since you had been at his house the night before and all morning. Hangman lived on base. So, it was always easier for him to pick you up and drive on base. The one time you tried to deal with the mess of getting your car and base clearance and registering yourself all alone, you had gotten so anxious you had just driven home. Ever since then, Hangman had dutifully picked you up from your house anytime you wanted to go over to his house. That choice, though, left you needing a ride off base this morning. However, when he dropped you off at the restaurant, your friend, Zali, had invited him to join you two. An invitation he had gladly excepted with a wink and smile. 

"Are you sure about that one?"

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"It's a pretty boyfriend thing to grab our drinks," she said. Then she nodded her head over to where Jake was at the bar. 

"He is just being nice. He likes people to think about him as a gentleman." You laughed, shaking your head a bit. 

"Fine," she conceded, but you could tell she wasn't convinced. "How long has it been going on then?"

"We have been sleeping together for a few months now."

"That's a long time to be friends with benefits. It is exclusive?" 

"I don't think so. Jake and I are just fuck buddies."

"You don't know if it's exclusive, and you don't even want to call it friends with benefits. But he is still getting a round of drinks and drove you here. I don't know, Y/N. That sounds messy." 

"It's not messy, and friends with benefits might also just be too strong a phrase for what we are." 

Zali's eyes cut their eyes over again, and you followed them, seeing Jake standing at the edge of your table. He was holding the drinks y'all had requested and a beer for himself. He had an odd look on his face, but it quickly faded, and he threw a smile on.

"Drinks for the ladies," He passed each of you your drinks before taking the seat next to you. 

You all made some conversation, and then once Jake had finished his beer, but before y'all had ordered food, he stood up. "Well I don't want to crash y'all's date, but I appreciate you indulging me for a bit."

You didn't like the way he said indulging and furrowed your brows staring up at him. Zali beat you to questioning, though. "Leaving already? No, you aren't crashing anything, just a friend's lunch. Please stay, Jake."

He looked at you then, like you held the answer to all his questions and should make this decision for him. Which considering it was your friend, you figured you actually probably should make the choice. He was giving you an easy out if you wanted to take it. 

"Yeah, don't live up to your call sign today. You are my ride home," You finally said. Jake grinned, hearing your words. It was his real smile, too, not just that confident aviator one. Then he settled back in his chair. 

"What's a call sign?" Zali asked.

"Silly professional nicknames all these pilots have for each other." You told her, laughing.

"What's your callsign?" She asked Jake. 

"You're going to have to buy me a beer if you want to know," Jake said with a wink. You shook your head and rolled your eyes at that typical answer. Then decided to immediately fill her in.

"They call him Hangman." And Jake didn't protest you giving away his call sign so easily. Instead, his hand made its' way to rest on your thigh a little above your knee as he started to explain a bit more about flying to Zali. The rest of lunch went by without a hitch. 

——-

"I never thought I would live to see the day Hangman brought his girlfriend to meet all of us. Especially when drinking and talking were the two main events. It really gives him no opportunity to show off," Javy "Coyote" Machado told you once Jake had left your side to go greet a friend. 

You were at a beach bonfire that a bunch of Jake's coworkers had thrown together. You hadn't planned on coming and originally didn't think that you would be invited. However, a few hours ago, forgetting the date you had, text Jake wondering if you two could meet up that night. 

He had seemed more than enthusiastic but told you that y'all had to make a stop before he was able to go back to his place. Of course, you had not anticipated that stop was the cookout he and his friends had been planning and talking about for the last several weeks. 

"Well, I'm not his girlfriend, but I appreciate being involved in the party. It's been really fun so far. I'm very honored to be included."

Coyote looked confused, narrowing his eyes at you. "You are Y/N? Right?" he asked, his voice seeming unsure.

"Yeah, I'm Y/N," You bit your lip, trying to think of something that might be identifying about you. "I'm sure it's confusing, but Hangman might have mentioned I'm the one who makes him drive me all over. Especially if we are going to his place on base." You hoped the detail would jog his memory. You weren't sure how many other girls on Jake's roster would do that to him or how much he actually would mention you to his best friend. 

"Yeah, that's what I thought. It's not confusing." Coyote still didn't look like he was completely getting at what you were saying. 

"Well, I wouldn't blame you if it was confusing. But, it's nice for y'all to include me since I just came by unofficially invited."

"Y/N, of course, we wanted you to come. Did you have something else to be doing with your Sunday afternoon?" 

"No, I didn't. I was just shocked because, well, it is Sunday. I used to be the Wednesday Thursday girl, but now I'm usually around more on the Friday Saturday train." 

"Yeah. Y/N, I promise I know exactly who you are. You make those delicious crepes." Javy said. He shook his head at you, and you couldn't help but still feel like you were missing something but decided to brush it off. 

"Yeah, I like to make them sometimes."

"Hangman brought some in for his lunch a few weeks ago and almost murdered me when I stole a bite."

You laughed at this, picturing the two aviators. "Well, if you liked them, I would be more than happy to make you some sometime."

"Make what?" You heard Jake's voice ask from next to you. 

You turned to the spot he had appeared and gave him a soft smile. The wind had tousled his hair, and his sunglasses were precariously perched on his head. You automatically reached up and pulled them off Jake's head, tucking them into the white v-neck he was wearing before they could fall off his head and take damage in the sand. His eyes filled with affection at your action, and the edge of his lip quirked up. 

"Y/N was just offering to make me crepes sometime," Coyote filled in. 

The warm look in Jake's sea glass eyes disappeared, and he cut his gaze to look at Coyote instead of you. "Oh really? Wow."

"Yeah, I was telling her how good those ones I stole a few weeks ago were."

"It wouldn't be that much trouble to make them. That way you don't have to get murdered," you joked.

"You've only ever made me crepes when I beg for them. You said you only make them for special people." Jake said, a small frown on his face. You looked over at him, confused, and cocked an eyebrow. 

"All my friends are special people, Jake." You shot Coyote a wink and a small smile, not wanting to make things too weird with Jake's wingman. "My new friends are obviously included on that list, even if they haven't been friends with me as long as you have, Hangman."

He looked like he wanted to say something, but before he could get the words out, Javy jumped in and changed the subject. 

Jake didn't leave your side the rest of the party after that, making sure he was involved in all your conversations. Then, when things had started to wind down, and you were helping clean up a bit, he slipped away from you. You saw him having a conversation with Coyote again. When you caught the two men staring at you during their conversation, you had given them a small wave. Javy had given you a kind smile back, but the knit in-between Jake's eyebrows only got deeper. 

In fact, you didn't see him smile again until you were driving back to his place on base, humming along with the music he had playing. Spending time with his friends and the slight buzz from the alcohol made you feel bold, so you took his right hand in your left and intertwined your fingers. The smile on his face was so bright; he probably could have turned off the headlights, and y'all would have been just fine. 

——-

You had offhandedly mentioned something about the day being hot and perfect for ice cream while checking the weather app in bed that morning. You thought Jake had still been half asleep when you brought it up because he hadn't even made a sound of acknowledgment. Instead, all he did was nuzzle your neck and tighten the arm he wrapped around your waist. 

That's why it was a surprise when he had pulled his truck into a parking spot near the beach while driving you home in the early afternoon. He further surprised you by taking your hand in his and not letting go until after you had both gotten ice cream, which he had insisted on paying for. 

From there, he led you to the park by the beach, wandering through the different pathways. The two of you were making general conversation. It shocked you how fast Jake demolished his ice cream. Then suddenly, he was looking at you with puppy eyes.

"Can I try some of yours?" He asked sweetly. 

"No, you had your own! This is mine."

"Please, baby, just a little taste," Jake even went as far as to stick out his bottom lip a little bit. 

You pretended like you were considering it and then finally nodded, holding out your ice cream cone. Jake leaned forward to take a small taste, but you pushed it further into his face. It smooshed all over his mouth and nose. The look of shock on his face, combined with the ice cream, made you giggle, having to hold your side from the laughter coming from you. 

"Oh no, baby. You're going to have to pay for that." Jake whipped his face off on the sleeve of the teeshirt he was wearing and glared up at you. Then he started towards you, his hands reaching out to snatch you. You clutched what was left of your ice cream and escaped Jake's searching grasp. You started running away from him, but he was right on your heel. 

It didn't take him more than a moment to catch you and sweep you off your feet. He twirled you around twice before setting you on the ground again, both of you laughing. Jake's hands not moving from where they were circled around your waist.  

You tried to pull away from his embrace when you caught your breath. This only forced him to tighten his arms around you more so that you were now essentially pressed flush to his chest. 

Your eyes roamed his face, and one of your hands clutched his neck. You were tempted to kiss him then, but this whole outing really went against your fuck buddies, friends with benefits, situation you had going on. In fact, most of the things the two of you did together anymore didn't fit into that category. However, before you could commit to pressing your lips together, an elderly couple approached the two of you. 

"You two are such a sweet couple," the old woman said with a twinkle in her eye. 

"Oh, we aren't," you started to say, but you were cut off by Hangman interrupting you. 

"Thank you so much," Jake said with a smile. 

"Now, you two never stop having fun. It'll keep you young," The older gentleman said. The couple smiled at you once more before continuing to walk through the park. 

"I can't wait to be old and happy like that. They were so adorable," Jake said, staring after the two retreating figures. The quiet affection that he was openly showing startling you. You were so caught up in staring at him that you forgot the question on the tip of your tongue about why didn't he let you correct the couple. It was even further pushed to the side when you noticed your melted ice cream dripping. Down your hand and on to Jake again. 

"I think I might need to shower now, and yours is so much bigger than mine," Jake told you, also noticing the mess you two made. He wasn't upset and didn't even seem a little bit bothered by how sticky you two were. 

"I think that can be arranged, Lieutenant Commander Seresin." 

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After that, it never seemed to be the right time to bring up the couple thing since the moment had passed. However, it was all starting to bother you. Everything you did together felt like a small barb to your heart. The nights spent in his arms, paired with how sweet and affectionate Jake would be. The constant use of pet names. How you spent time with his friends, and that he had started meeting yours. The way that he knew your order at half the restaurants you went to anymore and how you liked to take your morning drink. The way it felt like second nature to hold hands, or for him to grab your thigh when you were driving together in his truck. It was all too familiar, too sweet. 

In your mind, you were thinking about him, wondering how he was doing, planning your weeks and weekends around the time you would spend withJake. But, it had started to become very apparent that your heart was going to get broken. You had let yourself get way too involved with the aviator. So, you decided to hurt yourself a little bit before he could hurt your feelings a lot. 

The next week when Jake texted you asking if you wanted a ride to the bar, you had texted him a kind reply that you weren't planning on going out that night. He had immediately fired back another message asking if you wanted him to pick up take out and come over instead. You again said no and told him to have fun at the bar. Given your rebuffs, it was even more surprising to get text messages from him the next morning. You had fully expected Hangman to still be wrapped around whichever beautiful girl you knew he took home from the bar. 

Saturday market this morning? 

Fresh mini-donuts, on me. 

I can pick you up whenever you're ready. 

Your heart clenched reading the messages, but you decided not to respond. Best to leave it, then try and spend another hour crafting something that made it seem like you didn't care about the offer. So, you decided to jump in the shower and pick how you were going to spend your first Saturday in what felt like a long time without Hangman. However, when you finished your shower and checked your phone, there was a missed call and another message from him. 

Beach day, if you don't want to do the market? 

I'm open to suggestions. 

You stared at the messages; you wanted to say yes, but you knew you had to say no. The more time you spent with him, the more in love you knew you would fall. You were stopping this in its tracks. You had to be strong. 

Great suggestions. I can't today I'm not feeling super great. 

Do you need anything? Medicine? Soup? Cuddles?

No, I am good. Thanks Hangman! 

You had almost sent a heart emoji but caught yourself before you did. You did spend the rest of the day doing chores and chilling, watching Netflix. You also spent the day ignoring the memes and check-in messages Hangman was sending you. He was texting you all week, and you stopped responding to him entirely on Wednesday. It wasn't quite ghosting, but you expected him to take the hint and leave you alone. You did seem to forget that persistence and consistency were a staple of Jake's personality. 

He hadn't stopped messaging you all week. On Friday, like clockwork, you got a message from Jake as he was getting off shift. 

How are you feeling today, sweetheart? 

What are we doing tonight? 

You left his text messages to sit. You had no idea how he hadn't picked up that you weren't talking to him. You had even gone as far as making sure that your read receipts were on for him. An hour passed before your phone pinged again. 

I'm worried. Are you okay?

Send a random emoji if you've been kidnapped. 

Not kidnapped.

Busy. Can't see you anymore.

Glad you aren't dead. 

What about tomorrow?

When I said can't see you anymore. I didn't mean just tonight. 

I can't see you again, at all Jake. I was trying to give you hints.

I've had a lot of fun with you, but I'm done now. 

Please stay safe out there. 

The three dots indicating he was typing immediately popped up, and you waited. After five minutes, you were worried about what kind of paragraph you were going to get convincing to keep being his friends with benefits, but it never came. Instead, the three dots disappeared, and you didn't get any response back. 

Even though this is what you had wanted, what you decided was best. The urge to cry and throw your phone across your room was bubbling in you. It wasn't fair for you not to be direct with him anymore. The small part of you that was hoping he would have some sort of reaction was crushed. But it was done now, over. You could finally start to move on from whatever it was you had with Jake. Let your heart start to stitch itself back together. 

That manifested as yourself wearing pajamas wrapped up in a blanket and watching your favorite comfort movie. You were only about halfway through it when there was a knock at your door, followed by your doorbell being rung twice in a row. You wanted to ignore it, but when the doorbell rang again, you paused your movie and pulled yourself to the door. 

Before opening the door, you grabbed the baseball bat you kept for safety and slowly opened it. The sight before you made you drop your bat, it clanging loudly on the ground. Jake "Hangman" Seresin was on your front step, holding a massive bouquet of seasonal flowers and wearing his dress whites. Your jaw dropped, and you were half tempted to close the door because you had to be hallucinating. 

"I don't know what I did wrong, but whatever it was, I am so sorry." He held the flowers out in front of him like some kind of offering, wiggling them slightly like that would get you to spring into action and accept his apology. Your tongue felt like it had swollen, and you were still in too much shock to respond. 

Jake moved in closer, so he was practically in your doorway now. "Can you forgive me? I haven't seen you in two weeks, and I miss my girl so much." 

His phrasing snapped you out of the mindset you were in, and your grip tightened on the door. "I'm not your girl."

"I'm not letting you break up with me over text Y/N."

"Break up with you?" you asked, confused.

"What else would you call that text? I thought everything was going great, but clearly, I was wrong. We can talk this out, maybe if you let me inside?" His voice remained level and calm, but you could tell that he was a boiling pot of emotions on the inside. His posture was a little too straight, the grip on the flowers almost too tight. 

You stepped to the side to let him into your house. Before coming in, he stooped down to grab a vase that you hadn't noticed until now on the ground before slipping past you. He made a b-line to your kitchen, and you stumbled to put away your baseball bat and close the door. You followed after him hearing water running in your sink. 

"I knew you didn't have any vases big enough for this arrangement." Jake emptied the long-lasting flower food pack that came with the bouquet into the vase and water. He didn't look at you until the flowers were properly settled on your counter and leaned back next to them. You were still lingering in the doorway to your tiny kitchen. 

"I definitely wouldn't have, thank you." 

"I hope you like them."

"They are beautiful."

Silence stretched out between you and him. He was waiting patiently, his arms crossed over his chest. It provided an ample distraction to your nerves, eyes tracing the strain of his muscles against the white of his shirt. 

"Okay, we got to get this over with and talk. What did I do?" Jake asked, finally breaking the silence between you two. 

"You didn't do anything wrong or bad."

"How could that be possible? You don't break up with someone for no reason. Or ignore them and leave them on read."

You let out a frustrated huff and crossed your own arms staring down the aviator. "I realized I couldn't just sit around and wait for you to break my heart."

"I wasn't planning on breaking your heart, baby."

"Well, I'm sure you wouldn't have done it on purpose."

"If we are talking about broken hearts, maybe we should be talking about mine. The one you have been stepping all over for months now." 

"I've been stepping all over your heart?" You asked him in disbelief, pointing at yourself like there was anyone else in the room.

"Yes!" Jake's hands came down to grip the edge of your kitchen counter. "We have been dating for months, and you have refused to tell anyone. Denying at every turn. You acted like we weren't even together when you were hanging out with my friends. You flirted with Coyote and said you would make him crepes!"

"I was trying to be nice to your wingman. I was not flirting." Hangman rolled his eyes at you, saying that. "Plus," you continued on, ignoring his eye roll. "We aren't together. We aren't dating. I'm just one of your fuck buddies." 

His eyes widened, and he stared at you in shock. "Oh my god," he breathed out. "You really haven't thought we are dating?"

"No?" You told him. Not sure why he seemed so confused by this. 

"We spend almost every weekend together, and we talk every day."

"Yeah, I know. Why do you think I," You couldn't even finish your sentence, though. 

"I don't know where our miscommunication happened," Jake told you, stepping away from the counter and slowly pacing towards you in the doorway. "But I am stopping it right now in its tracks. And I will say this, I have been under the impression you were my girlfriend since I took you sailing. I asked you if there was anyone else in the picture, and you said no. Then when I asked if I could be in the picture, you said I could be the whole picture."

"That was like the fourth time we hung out, Jake." 

"Yeah, I know," he breathed, and he was only a few feet away from you now. 

"I don't know what to say." Your mind was spinning. You were so confused you thought Jake had been seeing other people this whole time. You had not interpreted that conversation to mean you were dating or exclusive. He just hummed and stepped closer to you so that you were now inches apart. 

"There hasn't been anyone else?"

"No. No one else. Not even in the start. It has only been you, baby girl."

"I thought." 

His lips ghosted over yours, then taking your breath away. "Stop thinking so much. I love you. Do you love me?" He asked, his hand coming up to cup your face and tip your head slightly so your eyes could meet his. You took a bated breath, mind whirling a million miles an hour before you could respond. 

"I love you too, Jake." 

"Good," Jake said, grinning. "Now, will you be my exclusive girlfriend, my other half, and continue to be my favorite person I spend all my weekends with?"

"Yes, I would like that very much." 

That was what it took for Jake to finally kiss you. His hand cupping your cheek, pressing you in close to the wall pinned there with his own body. And there was absolutely nowhere else you wanted to be, except maybe in bed with this man. Something that was quickly remedied only a few minutes later. 

#jake seresin x reader #hangman x you #hangman x reader

[yourlocalstranger123]

welcome to demon school! iruma kun

♥︎Yandere Asmodeus♥︎ × Reader

♥︎Yandere Iruma-kun♥︎ × Reader

♥︎Yandere Kirio♥︎ × Reader

◆Advanced apologies; sorry, some of the pictures I do not know◆

Bold is reader

1st important note; I know their age. But in this setting, the school is college. And all of them are high school age; 18 college age; 19

2nd Important note; if you want a gerne like angst, smut, etc. For a specific person, ask/request me.

A friend asked me to do this and also they didn't know their age so ima change the settings that they are 18-19 and the story plot a bit

!¡Warning⚠️!¡; a bit nwfs

Asmodeus

1 Manga 'welcome to demon school iruma kun

2 Tumblr artist: @cromahi

3 Danbooru artist: shigatsuchichi

4 ????

Setting; senior year, high-school

You two met before he was with Iruma - kun of course, he wanted to challenge you because rumor says you could be stronger than the demon king. You were stiff, but somehow he didn't land a hit at all! He even used a fire sword to attack you. You just maybe flicked his forehead and tripped him to make him lose.

Well, he may or may have not made a deal to be your devoted slave...well of course you declined but it was awkward when he kept following you around, getting what you needed or want. You were getting annoyed a bit. It was rather cute and nice to have someone to stick around, getting you what you want. He kept his distance too, but why is he keeping looking at you like that? An expression you have never seen before.

"...Asmodeus, come here." His eyes perked, it was the first time you asked him to come close to you! The only contact he and you had was handing over things. He was so grateful! If he had a tail, it would've been aggressively wagging right now. "Ah, yes master [name]? Do you need something— eek!" Was he....on your lap right now?! Oh no, he needs to calm down, his face is going bright red!

"First, call me by something casual like just my name, not some 'master' thing...second as I said, you can be casual. No need to be so stiff and lastly, I am grateful for your company. Truly, I am but I think I need you to—" he turned his body around to face you, hugging you. "N- no! I'm not gonna leave! I can do anything for you, no I will! So please don't leave me!"

He snuggles closer as you rub his back in circles. "I meant to say to maybe hang out with some other people."

"So..your not leaving me, right?"

"Yes. I promise"

It got a little better, although he still calls you master...you will just fix that later.

Setting; College

1 year later. Now you both are in the same school/college. Honestly, you didn't need to since you have already proved your capabilities. But he would cry if you didn't come with him. 'What? But you promised to stay with me!'

"Hey, did you hear? The old grandpa, grandson is coming here."

"Ah, yes master. I heard about it. Although, is he perhaps bothering you?"

"No, just curious. You know, having some new people to hang out with is pretty fun. Isn't it?"

*later*

You watched in the background as the student called 'Iruma' is fighting Asmodeus. You were surprised that Asmodeus lost. The good thing is that they became so-called 'friends' but the bad thing is he kept crying on his knees, apologizing that he lost. But you assured him it was fine. Back to the present...this moment with him is quite uhh..troublesome you would say.

Currently, Asmodeus is in his evil cycle. He had already told you about his true power but physically and mentally dealing with it? Uhm... how can I explain this. Iruma was apologetic to you since now you have a clingy demon snuggling you, and sending glares at anyone who looks at you besides Iruma. At least it was funny when you experimented on him with a random demon. Asking the demon to talk about you. It was quite amusing to see him go back to his normal self and then back to the evil cycle self.

Warning; slight nwfs!

"A- AhH! Hngh..t- too much! Please!" He doesn't even know what he's begging for. He moans as you played with his chest. Trying to grab something to keep him stable. You let him put his arms over your neck and his legs wrapped around your waist as he sits on your lap. You tried to pull back but he pulled you closer, whining at the loss of contact. He tugged your sleeve, quietly asking for more.

Hmm...Now, now. What are you gonna do? Hmm?

(If you actually want a full smut then comment and I'll make a part 2 specifically for this one)

Part 2 (smut)

Iruma–kun

1 manga

2 ????

3 Tumblr artist: @neeeee69

4 anime

When you heard of this student, you became interested....is he perhaps fierce, scary, menacing?

No. He was an absolute cutie. He looked absolutely different from what you thought he was to be. This guy defeated Asmodeus?

Hanging out with him, Asmodeus, and Clara was quite fun. Although you like to tease him by lifting him up in the air and calling him a shortie.

No offense to you short people :)

Although you always find yourself seeing him staring at you. At first, it was concerning. But later you thought he was just curious about you or something.

You confronted him about it. He was flustered to say at least, turns out he just wondered what hugging you feel like. You let him sit on your lap, snuggling onto your neck when you two are alone. He was always happy to have moments like this with you. When you heard that he learned how to use a bow, you wanted to learn it too. You have tried many kinds of weapons but not a bow. So he teaches you how to use it.

"Hey! I'm over here. I—"

He tripped on a rock while running, you caught him but didn't keep steady so you fell too. He opened his eyes and found himself on top of you.

"Sorry, I'm really am sorry! I didn't mean to."

He began panicking, you reassured him it was alright. Although it was cute seeing him flustered. He was even more flustered since he was so close to you when he was teaching you how to correctly hold a bow and shoot it.

When his evil cycle came, it was....ok. just some more private time than usual and more touchy too. And was he flirting? Surely not, he's too innocent. He just put a rose in your hair, and just called you beautiful/handsome/pretty

*later*

He pulled you down by the collar of your shirt. Kissing you, you were taken aback. Before you could even move away he slithered his arms to your waist, making you stay with him.

"Who said you could leave? Stay put."

He grabbed your hand, putting it on his chest. As your other hand, he kissed the palm of your hand. "Alright, I'll stay put. I'll make this enjoyable for us."

This is gonna be quite a night.

Part 2 (smut)

Kirio

1 manga

2 anime

You were in iruma group for the festival. You guys weren't really talking to each other that much but he began talking to you more when you two had to get some materials for the fireworks.

He was interesting, but you noticed his horns. You kinda wanted to touch them, when you asked him about it he agreed. Although you did notice that his horns were sensitive since he kept flinching and his breath hitched whenever you touch his horns. Maybe ruffle his hair too.

Although sometimes you see him staring at you. One time he began salivating, he apologized but you thought he must've been hungry so you gave him your food.

"Oh. Thank you for giving me your food." He was hungry for you.

Warning; slight nwfs

"HGNH! Wait— ahh~!"

"Oh dear. I didn't know you were such a masochist."

You grabbed his horn and pulled it as you bit his neck. He moaned, gripping the sheets. He couldn't take it anymore!

He tugged on your shirt.

"I want more...please.." he whined. Whimpering at the contact of pleasure.

What would you do? Hmm?

Edit; I'm sorry.....I JUST CAN'T ANYMORE. I FEEL ILLEGAL WRITING THIS 😭

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Telling People, You're a couple. | The Group Chat Head canons | Pt.2

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Soft willy- you and nick have been dating for almost 2 months now. It's still crazy to you that you have this man, I mean come one look at him he is the definition of what everyone wants to be or be with. respectful, good height, nice built, the funniest person you have ever met, sweet and caring nick was all these things; which is why you were kinda scared of telling people you were a couple.

It's not like you were the most horrible person to look at but you in your mind you just thought you were okay nothing special just your average joe, but to nick you were the most beautiful person he'd ever met so of course he wanted to show everyone how special he is to have you in his life. Ever since you guys started dating he's been trying to get your approval to tell his fans but you still felt a little anxious on the idea so nicked eventually stopped asking to respect your decision. 

One day you and nick were at a burger place eating lunch talking about his new album. “I don't know what I really want for the cover but I was kinda thinking if you would be able to pose for it?” Nick said looking hopeful at you “Nick I don't know, what if people connect the dots? I'm already on most of the tracks. It would be weird if I am also on the cover.”. He had to admit it would be kinda obvious but that was the whole point, he was happy that you were there to help accomplish the album and it would just be even more awesome if he got to see your face on the front of it all

“Here your refill sir” the waitress interrupted yours and nick conversation with a smile “oh thanks” “if you need anything, and i mean anything else just let me know” the waitress was basically eye fucking nick while saying her little beg of attention from nick. This mad you fucking livid like who  does she think she is talking to a random man like this and in front of his girlfriend out of all people.

“Thanks but i'm good” Nick let out an uncomfortable laugh while trying not to look at her anymore. You had to admit this girl was pretty but you were definitely better looking than her and that's all you needed in the moment to make a decision that went against your words. “You know what?I will pose for the cover "what do i have to hide” for the rest of the day. Nick couldn't stop thanking you and asking if you were sure about this but you already agreed and can't go back on it now.

Two weeks later you and Nick were drinking and  trying to think of all the different types of ways to take pictures. Since the songs on the album were based off of video games more specifically the games you could only play on the Nintendo DS you came up with  the idea of taking them on a DS. After three hours  later you and Nick finally captured the right picture to put on the album.

A couple of days passed, and Nick had posted the cover as a promotion which was the picture of you on a DS with a bold light blue font that read “Digital Dreams”. 

(This is sorta what I was going for. obvious if you don't like it you can totally imagine something else. Also credit to whoever these beautiful people are , I am jealous.)

In the caption of the post Nick had credited all the people who worked on the album including you but did it a completely different way. “I also want to thank my amazing partner for helping me throughout the process and even being on the album front and in the song @ ur username  i love you.”

You were surprised at the amount of people who were so supportive of you guys, of course there were some people who weren't, but you couldn't care. You were just happy that Nick was happy.

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Larry-  you were getting some food for you and Larry because he said he hasn't eaten all day. You and Larry have been dating for almost a month and it was the best thing that has happened to you in a while. Everyday with him was so much fun and the group was accepting of you for dating their friend.

You had gotten him and you something small because Nick and Tanner wanted you and Larry to go with them to dinner later but since Larry didn't eat you just grabbed something while you were out so he wouldn't be so hungry later. You had stepped into the house looking for Larry but he was in his room doing the podcast with the others.

You knocked on his door which he called out for you to open “dude you didn't have to do that thank you so much” “no problem it wasn't a bother to me”. You walked up to his desk to set the food down “hi everyone” you waved to all of the boys in the call which they waved back. 

You stood there for a couple more minutes talking to them before you left to go be on your phone and leave them back with their work. Almost 45 minutes later Nick, Larry, and Tanner came out so you guys could go to dinner and have a fun night out. 

You woke up the next morning in Larry's bed since you didn't want to drive home  last night. You see Larry at his desk looking at the podcast comments, you walk up to him and put a hand on his shoulder “so do they love me” you let out a small laugh. “They love you alright, it seems like they love you more than me” “well in that case switch me jobs, i would love to make dumb jokes all day “. you guys shared a laugh and a few more while looking at the comments. You were glad that the people who loved him were happy that he was with you.

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