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dreamauri · 5 months

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hii!! i love your writing and i have an idea. toto wolff’s daughter used to date max but they broke up (bc yk mercedes and redbull rivalry) and she starts dating a footballer (it can be anyone that you want but i was thinking mason mount), but out of nowhere they break up and he shares in a podcast idk that shes still in love with her ex, max. id love to see how this would end 🫶🏻

┊𝗕𝗟𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗢𝗨𝗧 𝗗𝗔𝗬𝗦 ┇︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦˚₊ ┇ . 🌿 :: pairing — ( max verstappen x fem! wolff! reader ) ┇ . 🫧 :: ⁠genre — ( angst ) ┇ . 🌿 :: ⁠word count — ( 2, 104 ) ╰ 🫧 :: ⁠ content warning — ( X )

★ ☆ This was from like august, im so sorry its so late. ik the annon said anson mount, but i dont really know his personality that well, so you can just imagine any person you want ig ━━━━━

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2021

Everything was so blurry. You could see the illumination coming from your phone, little blurry grey and blue texts. You couldn't feel your body, ragged, unsteady breaths falling to and from your lungs.

"Block him. And delete his number. I don't want you to go out with him or be seen with him ever again." Your father's strong voice was the only sound in the room. You looked up at him with pleading eyes, but he wouldn't even look at you, rubbing his eyes as he sat on the bed of your hotel room.

Too many things were happening at once. This wasn't fair. This was wrong. "Aber papa." [but dad] "My words are final, Y/N." He spoke with such authority and strictness, you hated it when he was like that with you. Looking back down at you phone, you saw the 'seen' under the last bubble of text you sent.

Panic shot through you like a sharp arrow, hurt climbing through you. Scrambling quickly, you block the number and delete the contact. You couldn't bare to see the reaction or the reply. And you stood like that for a few minutes, the world falling apart as Toto talked. But you weren't listening. And you didn't want to listen. You didn't want to hear his voice.

And before you were to even realize it, you'd smashed the phone against the wall.

You tore the Mercedes shirt off your body, replaced it with a random sweater, stomping around the room, collecting your things. "What are you doing?" Toto stood up, watching you stuff you belongings in your bag. He held your wrist to stop you but you only yanked your arm back, shouting something at him, anything at him.

Toto was defiantly taken aback. He's never seen his little girl like this. Eyes red with tears, yet so angry. He never even thought he'd hear such hurtful words from you either. No father ever wants to hear 'i hate you' from their daughter, and it hurt right in his chest. You shoved the Mercedes shirt in chest, zipping up your bag and headed straight for the door.

"My love—" "Ich bin keine tochter von dir." [I'm no daughter of yours] Was the last thing he heard from you before the door was slammed shut.

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2023

The Las Vegas GP had truly ruined the city. Max couldn't even have a nice drive from his hotel to the circuit in peace. The traffic was heavy and the honking was loud. At this point if max could, he'd just dump the car in any corner and walk the few kilometres himself. But he couldn't. And this added another reason as to why he hated this Grand Prix so much.

Try something else, he told himself. Disconnect. Max turned on the radio flipping through the channels every two seconds when his ear caught something. His stomach was flipped upside down and he was pretty sure he felt like his lungs would explode.

"You broke up with Y/N L/N recently." "Yeah, I have." "But she was such a nice girl." "She is. She really is. She wasn't clingy or needy. Like the perfect amount." "And beautiful as well." "Very beautiful, if you get what i mean." The men on the podcast laughed. Max felt him self frown. How dare they talk about you like this was some sort of goldy locks story.

"Yeah, She's perfect and all. But she's really hung up on her ex. You didn't even have to ask her, you could just look at her and tell that she wanted something else. I'm not going to say names, but the guy really fucked her up."

fucked her up? Max felt his heart skip a beat, or even more likely, it stopped beating at all. He turned the radio off quickly, gripping the steering wheel till his knuckles bled white. Of course he had fucked you up, no wonder things went the way they did. They shouldn't have went that way. He should've never gotten his rival team's boss' daughter to fall for him.

No! What was Max thinking? The months he spent with you were the best things that have ever happened to him. It wasn't his fault. How would he know the Mercedes and Red Bull relationship would grow so bitter. How would he knew you'd be caught in the cross fire. He spends one winter break with you and then it all rips to shreds.

Was that why you changed your Last name? So he wouldn't find you? Must've been since it did work in your favour.

Y/N L/N.

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Y/N L/N, Max thought as he typed the name into google. Your face was the first thing to pop up and Max had to hold down a gulp.

You definitely grew up. The playful and bubbly aura to the girl had almost completely dissipated, leaving a quiet and mature woman who looked very serious and uninterested, with a defiantly much more womanly body, enough to get you on the cover of vogue.

"You okay, mate?" Max looked up seeing Checo. They were gonna do the opening ceremony at any moment and the world champion did not look like he was in his head. Max quickly swiped off the tab and shrugged. "Nothing, just some drama." The blond waved it off, tucking the phone in his pocket.

The teams were being announced, starting with HAAS all the way up in the constructor ranking. "I never took you for a person to be interested in drama and stuff." Well, Checo was correct: Max wasn't into that kind of thing. He just happened to stalk his ex by accident since he couldn't get the thought of her out of his head.

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"You lied to me." You huffed, stuffing your hands in your pockets, refusing to take a step further. "I didn't lie to you, technically. I just didn't tell you." Your friend shrugged, hooking her arm with yours and forcefully pulling you along while you tried to resist. "I don't want to be here, you tricked me." "I did."

It was certainly a sight. Lady gaga dragging Y/N L/N at the paddock of the Las Vegas GP. "The cars dont bite, N/N." "Yeah! That's because I'll be the one biting you!" The woman quickly let go of you at the threat. You went to walk out only to find people looking at you with exited and confused eyes. The exit was now too far.

With a dissatisfied sigh, you held out your hand and Lady Gaga took it, continuing to pull you along. "Today's just the race. So we'll watch. We'll wave the flag and then we'll leave." "I'm not waving the flag." "I'll do it."

You folded your arms, watching from the bottom of the grid on the side as the drivers arrived on the grid. The cars were lined up with car #16 and #1 on the top row, thankfully far away from you. Thankfully, the Mercedes were also far enough as well. You definitely wouldn't stand out in some non-flashy hoodie and shorts. You would've dressed better if you knew you were going to end up being forced into this.

People didn't really notice you at all, more concentrated on the drivers and celebrities. But they soon did notice you, a celebrity being pointed at by a driver. 'No way' Danny ric mouthed, face bright with surprise, a wide smile and arched eyebrows. He waved you over, and waved even harder when you shook your head in decline. You didn't want to appear rude. So you stood to his side, side hugging him as he rambled on about how much you missed. And you listened. You couldn't hate danny. he was like a big brother since f1 was practically your life.

"You should've told me you were coming, ya know." "I didn't even know I was coming." You chuckled, looking around.

FUCK! you looked away quickly, cutting the eye contact with Max short. Bad idea. Very bad idea. You thought, heart hammering in your chest.

"He still loves you." "Huh?" You looked up at Daniel confused. "Max." "no no." you shook your head. "He does." "he doesn't." "He was searching you up." You paused. "I saw it, your name on google." "That's called stalking—" "But he still thinks of you." "good point . . ." "You should think about it, considering how things ended. I think you should at least be on the same page." ". . . thank you danny."

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"Oh shit." You looked at gaga confused. "Hold this for a second, something's in my eye." She handed you the chequered flag, more like shoved it into your chest while she went to fix her eyelash.

"A little faster." Your hurried, hearing the cars come around turn 17. But gaga took a step back continuing to try and fix her issue. With a huff, you stepped forward, leaning your body on the railing, waving the flag just in time for Max who crossed first.

When all the cars finished the last lap you finally took a step back, flexing your wrist tiredly from doing all these Xs. You turned to see Gaga smiling at you, her eyelashes long forgotten because there wasn't an issue all along.

"You suck." You grumbled, and she laughed taking the flag from you. And just like that, finally you were able to get out of there. The crowds were too busy watching the podium ceremony to see you exit and leave through the parking lot.

You plopped in your car, turning on the engine. You couldn't bring yourself to drive out though. The excuse would be that the engine was still not warm enough. But really, you didn't want to leave behind those blue eyes again. they deserve an explanation for what they read that night two and a half years ago. But it's not like max would know you're waiting for him, or find you if that's the case. How would he know you're waiting for him in your car?

Well however he knew, he knew. The passenger door was opened and the Dutch man sat in the seat next you. You didn't even realize he had been looking for you throughout the whole parking lot, hoping to see you again. You've been looking down at your hands for goodness knows how long. You only looked up one you heard him cup his hands together and blow into them.

You cleared your throat, turning the seat warmer on for him. He must've gotten used to the warm Monaco weather for a cold city like this. The two of you sat in silence for a couple minutes. You didn't dare to look back at him, because you knew he was looking at you. And if you looked at him, who knows what would happen next because for sure you're still fucking dying to kiss him.

"Max, I'm sorry." / "Y/N, I'm sorry."

The two of you froze, looking at each other. "You go first." Max nodded.

You took in a deep breath, trying to collect your thoughts. "I didn't mean to end things that way." and i didn't want it to end, you wanted to add but opted to leave that out. "Torger barged in my room and told me to end it right then and there. I didn't really have a say in anything." You sighed deeply, scratching the back of your neck. A moment of silence dawned in the car until Max spoke again.

"That explains the spelling mistakes." he chuckled lightly, opening his phone and scrolling through until he found your message chat. You could see the 'ts pver' and 'domt tezt or tqlj to me wver afqin' messages at the bottom. an un received message holding the words 'wait what?' 'baby whats going on' you never saw these messages, you'd blocked him by then.

"We should've talked." You admitted. "In person- discussed things. This wasn't fair to you . . . I really am sorry. I should've never let someone take control of me like that. I ended up hurting you."

". . . I always thought you hated me." You sprung up eyes wide as you turned to him. "No no. Never." You shook your head. You weren't even over him. "I don't hate you, I never did, Max. You're too amazing and important to me for that." You didn't even realize the words coming out of your mouth.

The words that led the blond to cup the back of your neck and pull you into a kiss. A kiss he'd been waiting almost 3 years for.

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xoxogossipmal · 3 months

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Hi! Your work is awesome and i think you should definitely write for the outsiders, I would eat that up😭

I don't really have a request or anything but something with dally would be AMAZING

OH MY GOD IM GONNA SCREAM I LOBE U

☆ Random random random Dallas Winston headcannons.

-- content : Headcannons !!

( Dallas Winston x Fem!Reader , you're dating dally ! ♡ )

a/n : dallas winston pls rise from the dead I miss you 🙏

okay first of all. Do you guys rmb he did rodeos or sum.. bc I feel like if you went to go watch him, he would want to look good and only for you.

"Do you see Dally anywhere?" You asked softly, looking around as you stood with Ponyboy and Johnny. "No, I don't see 'em anywhere." Johnny said, looking around. You kept looking and then you spotted him. "I found him! Look," You smiled, waving at dally. He looked good, and you knew it was for you.

chat omg if you guys were eating out he would hold his hand out underneath the table and hold your hand, doing the thumb thing omgomgomg pls dally come back from the dead bro..

You were eating out with the gang, sitting next to Dally of course. You were eating some fries and then Dally softly patted your thigh with the back of his hand and you looked down. He held out his hand and you smiled softly. You took his hand and interlocked your fingers with his.

I feel like if he knows you're ticklish or something, he'll like tickle you to get what he wants.

he's the type to wear your hair tie on his wrist.

EVEN THOSE BRA STRAP BRACELETS.

or maybe just a cute little bracelet with your name, or like your initial... haha...

this man loves loves loves physical touch. Not out in public as much, but in private?

boy

he's clingy and defo wants your attention

he defo suprises you randomly with the most random but cute stuff yk!!

omg this bitch gets scared when you use his full name goodbye

"Dallas Tucker Winston." You said softly, looking up at him. Dally looked down at you and his face dropped slightly. "What, what? What did I do? Doll, please tell me."

He likes it when you sleep on his chest.

If you get sleepy he'll be like "Sleep on my chest, I'll be okay."

love at first sight with you was kinda hard for him honestly

because yk im pretty sure he never experienced the actual feeling of love

and when he met you he was head. over. heels.

when he got home from hanging out with you he would be frustrated and confused because he didn't know what he was feeling.

obviously, he felt butterflies whenever he was around you

and when he confessed oh my god he was a whole different person.

lil bro was NOT the tough greaser we all know

lil bro turned into some cutie patootie

anyway, when you said yes he literally gave you a lil kiss on the forehead and gave you a big hug.

Walking with him at the park is so cute and usually calming.

I feel like when you guys are alone, he cries tears of happiness sometimes because hes so lucky to have you.

then he'll toughen up like the tough greaser he is and be like "why was I crying again??"

headcannons is all im thinkin abt rn plus these r lowk cute! :3

to all my outsiders fans out there (including me!!!), give some more requests gang!

#The Outsiders #dallas winston #dallas winston x reader #dallas winston x y/n #dallas winston headcanons

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murdrdocs · 1 year

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you should totally write another enemies to lovers w ethan but like fem!reader and him get paired into a project we’re they have to take care of an egg together as if it were a baby? (like those cheesy movies LMFAO) and maybe they constantly argue about it and even try to convince their teacher to get paired into different groups but they’re forced to work together. then one night, reader has been taking care of the egg all day, she decides to go to ethan’s apartment but as soon as she leaves her apartment building she gets a call from ethan!gf (to mess w her) and at that point she’s just running to ethan’s apartment and yeah you can do the rest.

description. you're paired with ethan landry for a silly, 2000s-esque 'baby project', forced to reckon with the troubles of parenthood, and your inconsiderate feelings towards the brown haired boy.

includes. GN!reader, allusions to sex but no smut, reader curses a lot, chad's here :D

word count: 1.6k+

a/n: im so sorry it took me so long to write this but its here now :) also i changed this a bit just bc here we have the fake babies that cry and stuff and it adds drama yk and this was not supposed to be this long but enjoy nonetheless (also x2 this isn't proofread at all and it's written like an extended blurb)

anytime you said your life "was a movie" you were never serious. which is because before ending up in this class, life for you was nothing but usual teenage and young adult endeavors; parties, hanging out, spending entirely too much money.

but now, your life literally is a movie. an early 2000s movie that the production shouldn't have greenlit because it desperately flopped in the theatres and digital release, only to become a cult classic 20 years later.

however, you're stuck in that flopping at box office point, coming in the form of being assigned a project where you had to take care of an egg, then a fake baby, in a class you shouldn't have been in in the first place, and being paired with ethan landry out of all people.

you don't have anything against ethan per se, but you don't like him either. on a scale of dislike, neutral, and like, you're in the lower end of neutral with your feelings towards ethan.

he wasn't a horrible guy, but he just reminded you of the guys back home. the ones that were always unnecessarily rude and help "opinions" that were really just hate speech waiting to be turned into hate crimes. and sure, he hadn't done anything in particular to be compared to those people, but you're better off being safe than sorry.

you're sitting across from him now, a brown egg sitting between you two, and your eyes switching from glaring at the egg to glaring at ethan.

"so ... how do you wanna do the schedule?" ethan asks, fiddling with the sticker on his smoothie cup.

your glare intensifies and you sit back in your seat, crossing your arms over your chest. "i want you to know that i don't wanna do this with you."

ethan looks slightly shocked by your blunt statement, which infuriates you more. and then he says, "...okay?" like he doesn't care. asshole.

you decide to be the bigger person, taking a deep breath before you continue speaking. "okay."

it's silent for a few moments. "now that we have that cleared up, how do you wanna do the schedule?"

you and ethan decide on who should take care of the egg-baby for the first week, until you upgrade to a fake baby. that night when you go home, you send an email that is a mix between begging and demanding your professor to switch your partner.

the week was fine. it could've been better if your professor switched your partner, and if you didn't have to communicate with ethan landry more than you would have ever wanted to. but apparently, people can't always get what they want.

by the first class the following week, 3 groups have broken their egg and failed the first half of the assignment. you sit and listen to your professor lecture each and every one of you about the importance of good child care, and how taking care of the egg was the easy part. as she hands out doll babies in a carrier, and understand how lifelike the not-toy is, you start to realize just how much harder this is going to be.

"who would've known blackmore had this sort of money." chad marvels at the doll in the stroller. he has his hands on his bent knees, his brown eyes shifting to notice every detail about the doll in the stroller.

"it fucking knows how much time each of us spends with it, chad," you complain through a mouthful of burrito bowl contents. you have a little time alone since ethan had class, so you took the time to take yourself, and amelia/janice (you and ethan couldn't agree on a name) to the dining hall for lunch with chad.

"just spend time with ethan. i do it everyday."

your eyes roll so hard that you have to pause and hold a hand to your head. "easier said than done."

chad laughs a bit, sitting down in the seat across from you once again and starting to dig into his own burrito bowl.

"what's your problem with him anyway?"

"oh don't even get me started–" but he did get you started. you detail all of the things that deems ethan to be insufferable in your eyes. his abercrombie model body, his nerdy persona, his "well actually" moments, his need to correct everyone, the way he seems like he actually hates tara and sam, his not-so-subtle superiority complex. chad stops you whenever you start to mention his hair.

"just sounds to me like you're hiding your true feelings behind anger."

you don't have a response, instead opting to check your email to see your professor sending a third denial to switch partners.

you're thinking of a way you can convince her whenever ethan texts you.

'my shift? '

"gotta go," you tell chad, sliding him your tray to dispose of with a grin, feeding him an excuse about being a "busy parent now" whenever he tries to argue.

okay, truth be told, ethan landry wasn't that bad. he offered to take up shifts whenever you even alluded to being stressed about other things, he offered to buy you meals in return for watching amelia/janice for an extra half hour. he seemed like he both cared about passing this project, and you.

"just so you know, i also tried to switch partners," ethan admits with just a hint of shame in his voice, and a light pink tint to his cheeks. but you don't know if that's from his confession or the alcohol in his system.

it's the end to another grueling week taking care of amelia (ethan let janice go) and you decided to celebrate by opening a bottle of wine. you were feeling oddly good that whole week, so whenever ethan came over to drop amelia off, you invited him in for a drink.

which turned into two. which turned into a late night kitchen makeout session.

the alcohol was obviously hindering your thinking abilities because not only were you pressing ethan landry back against your counter with your body and letting his hands roam all over your figure while he kissed you, you also pulled back and stared at him wildly to ask, "wait, amelia's down for the night right?"

ethan smiles big, playing along, "yeah, she's down for the night".

his hands find the end of your shirt and the slide underneath to feel the warmth of your skin. your room was occupied by your daughter, but your roommates were out for the night and the couch was available.

you let ethan lead you there and decide that yeah, ethan landry isn't that bad.

this, is the climactic point in the film. it's so cliché that you can predict the next moments, and you don't like them.

you were walking from your apartment to ethan's, preparing to drop amelia off for ethan to take care of now that he was out of econ. you've done this same walk safely many times before, so you weren't worried about yourself at all. you had your headphones on, playing music at a low volume just in case, and there were only a few minutes left in your walk. when your phone rang, you didn't think much of it. you answered it without checking your phone, a chirpy "hello?" being your greeting.

the voice on the other hand was unrecognizable. "hello." he said it like a statement, not a question, as if he had an upper hand.

"who is this?"

"i'm ... an admirer."

a chill runs through your body and you quicken your pace. "okay? what's your name?" you're looking around, searching for people on the street to witness something just in case. but there's only 2 to 3 people walking at this late hour. what are the fucking odds.

"i go by many names. some people call me the boogey man, others their worst nightmare." he speaks slowly, methodically, with a smooth tone, a direct contrast from the fast shakiness in your voice.

"oh, yeah? why do they call you that?"

"because ... i'm known for gutting people like a fish."

you don't say anything, going to reach for your phone and hangup instead. which, you do. you hand shakes as you go to call ethan instead, but before you can click on his contact you're getting a call from him.

"ethan? thank god, i was just about to call you. some fucking weirdo called me and he was freaking me the fuck out but i'm almost at your pla–"

"you think i'm a weirdo?" the same voice.

you glance down at ethan's contact, blinking, making sure you didn't read it wrong. but it's right.

"... ethan?" you ask softly, your heart thudding intensely behind your chest.

"yes?"

"is that you?"

"uh-huh."

fucking asshole.

"you fucking asshole." the entrance to ethan's apartment building is in sight now, as is the boy himself, standing in front of the building with his phone held in one hand, and a white object in the other. the closer you get, the bigger his smile gets, and the narrower your glare gets.

you stop in front of him, shoving the stroller into his foot and pushing at his chest for good measure. "you fucking asshole!" you repeat, as if he hadn't heard you the first time.

ethan laughs, he cackles, like he just told the best joke in history. the dial tone of ethan ending the call is barely heard over the blood rushing in your ears.

"c'mon, babe," ethan tilts his head as he pockets his phone and the white object. his hands reach for you, and you flinch away the first time, but the second time you let him rest his hands on your waist and pull you into him. he places a kiss on your forehead, then your nose, before pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

"i fucking hate you." there's no bite behind your bark.

"yet you decided to have a baby with me."

stupid fucking assignment.

#ethansworld!#ethan landry x reader #ethan scream 6 #ethan landry x you #ethan landry fluff #scream 6 #celeste writes scrream #celeste writes scream

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shinestarhwaa · 7 months

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Pssst hey shiney :3 for the prompt list, I will be requesting Dom! Woo + kinks #4 #7 & #11 🤭 (I just screamed when I saw the prompt list and yk I HAVE to request dom! Woo🫣)

Hii honeeey! Ofc ur gonna get ur dom!woo!!! Enjoy my muffin <3 I hope you like it I'm srry if it's sucks bc I know it's short I'm sorry x

THIRSTY || JUNG WOOYOUNG

Genre: Smut

Pairing: bf!Wooyoung x Fem reader

Word Count: 1K

Tags/warnings: Established relationship AU, Dom!Wooyoung, spanking, daddy kink, degrading kink, protected sex, mutual masturbation, namecalling (whore, slut), lots of cum, literally no intro it's pure porn babes

Taglist: @anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @changbinslovelylegs @jonghostie @lovjensoo @1-800-shedevil @glintneon123

ENJOY!

"Daddy!" You screamed out as Wooyoung pounded you deeply from behind.

His body covered yours and he grunted in your ear with every thrusts. He fucked you so hard and deep he had you shaking and trembling. You were still shaken up from your previous orgasms and Wooyoung had no intention of stopping anytime soon.

Not that you were truly complaining about that. In fact you were far from complaining about that because when it came to sex with Jung Wooyoung you could never resist it.

The way he pounded you made you feel lighter than air, your head far up in the clouds. It always was like this when you fucked. It hadn't been that long yet but ever since your first time you couldn't get enough and you turned into a first-class cockslut. You begged for it all day and Wooyoung loved to degrade you.

You explored your sexual interests with him, trying out nearly everything you could find on internet. Anything slightly decent at least. So today was the day to try out calling him daddy, and it spurred him on more than you ever expected it to.

"Daddy, fuck, please, please!" You cried out. "You fucking like that, huh? Don't you? You fucking little slut," he moaned. His strong hands hit the flesh of your ass, sending sensations right down to your core.

The pain was stingy but god, did you love it when he used a lot of force on you. You loved it when he threw you around like a doll, like you were nothing.

"Please!" You begged again, even though you weren't entirely sure what you were truly begging for. However, Wooyoung seemed to know because he only fucked you harder and faster, getting you close to cumming again.

''You fucking know nobody else makes you feel this good, hm? No one fucks your delicious pussy this good, nobody, fucking nobody, you hear me, yeah?''

You love it when he talked dirty to you and degrade you, it makes you feel so good, so wet, so sensitive. God, so sensitive. He got a little possessive too if he was too immersed in your love-making. His grip on your body was so tight you knew it would leave bruises on your skin.

The way Wooyoung just knew how to make you feel good baffled you. He always knew and always made sure you came at least three times before releasing himself. No one knew your body as well as he did, no one made you feel as good as he could.

You whined loudly and nodded eagerly as Wooyoung fucked you into the matrass. ''God! Yes you do feel so good! You make me feel so good!'' you cried out loudly. ''You own me! Y-You own me, only you!''

''Thar's right you fucking slut, you fucking take it, take it, yes baby, I can feel you cumming baby, clench around me,'' he smirks as he moans into your ear. You nodded and nodded as your moans grew louder. Wooyoung's thrusts got faster and it quickly send you over the edge, body spasming as you come for him.

Wooyoung soon followed, spilling into the condom. He rides out your orgasms and stays inside you for a few more seconds before pulling out. You whined out and turned around. ''B-But daddy it's not enough~'' you begged him.

''Not enough?'' he said, cocking an eyebrow. You shook your head. ''N-no daddy, I need more, I want your cum,'' you begged. He laughed and threw his head back slightly before eyeing you up and down again.

''You're such a little whore huh? Only can think about daddy's cock, all day, all night, isn't that true, Y/N? You're so fucking thirsty.'' His smirk was plastered on his face.

''I'm so thirsty daddy, so thirsty for your cock, I want your cum so bad, please give me your cum,'' you whined. That was more than enough for Wooyoung's length to harden again. He hovered above you as he wrapped a hand around his cock.

''You watch closely hm? Watch how I fuck my fist, watch how I'm falling apart for you, for my little slut.''

There was nothing hotter than watching your boyfriend touch himself. The way his hand stroked his large cock up and down made you feel weak at the knees. His hips thrusted forward as he fucked into his fist.

It was something that you never expected to be such a turn-on, but watching Wooyoung moan your name as he played with his cock was irresistible.

You panted as you reached down to between your legs. Your fingers played with your sensitive clit as you watched your new boyfriend jerk off right above your face. You were so ready for him, so ready to take whatever he was going to give to you.

When he sped up, so did you and when he moaned, you moaned. The two of you were so in sync it brought you to cloud 9. Before you knew it you were cumming, eyes squeezed shut as you breathed out his name over and over again.

Wooyoung watched you orgasm, studying your orgasm face and reaching his own high. ''Fuck, angel, gonna cum all over your fucking face, my little slut,'' he breathed out as he pumped his cock faster.

His brows furrowed as he threw his head back. His breathing became more erratic and he was going to cum really soon. You nodded and cried out his name. ''Please! Cum on me, please!''

Spurts of hot cum landed all over your face, painting your skin. You took deep breaths, trying to regain your breath as he cleaned your face off. ''My thirsty slut,'' he whispered in your ear as he cleaned the rest of your body.

He laid next to you again and held you tight. You like the way he holds you tight and turns so soft after sex. He holds you and he caresses your skin, whispering sweet nothings in your ear. ''Mine...'' he whispered as he kissed your temple.

''Only yours,'' you smiled.

#kpop #ateez #smut #wooyoung #starshinehwaa #oneshot #starshinehwaa's prompt list

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pterodactyl-hater · 1 month

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heya heya, you wright for the pretty boy homelander right? i saw that requests were opennn and yk ive got loads of little ideas so let me give you one thats been itching my brain for a looooong while

homelander x reader, (pref fem but whatever is fine w me) where r calls homelander 'bunny' out of no where. bc r thinks hes cute (he is) and the nick name sticks so homelander keeps getting called bunny at the most hilarious times.

just a thought, little bitty idea that itches my brain.

--viccy

Bunny

・❥・description: Much to Homelander’s dismay, a very interesting nickname stuck

・❥・word count: .4k

・❥・warnings: employee! Reader, pet names for Homes (obvs), second hand embarrassment

・❥・hi viccy I luv u. Sorry this took so long, I've been in such a slump even small works take forever but everyone's request is getting done, trust 🤞

Homelander stands tall, bouncing on the balls of hid feet. He held his hands behind his back, his lips pressed in a firm line.

"What's got you so anxious?" You smile as you place a hand on his shoulder.

"Nothing." He huffs. "I'm not anxious. I'm the Homelander. I don't get anxious." He sounded more like he was assuring himself.

"Right, so it's not because we’re about to go public on live television?" You raise an eyebrow at your boyfriend. His cheeks are a pinkish color, he exhales loudly.

"I'm fine." He nodded, his hands still behind his back.

"Whatever you say, bunny." You tease him before walking off to make sure everything is set up correctly. You don't get to see how he reacts to the name before you're off.

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"Would it kill you to take off that suit?" You frown as you cross your arms. "We're trying to create a chill, casual, look."

"No way in hell am I dressing down for some stream." He scoffs. "I'm the Homelander, not some slob."

"This is a calm Q&A stream, just for the average citizen to learn more about you. You're forgetting I'm on your PR team, I'm helping you. Citizens don't feel like they know you."

"They don't" He cuts you off.

"Make them feel like they do. Just let me rough you up a little bit." He rolls his eyes. "Please bunny." It was a dirty trick but you smiled in satisfaction as his cheeks flushed a dark red that spread to the tips of his ears.

"Whatever." He said, his voice softer than he intended. You stepped up to him to brush his hair out of its clean style. "Just don't call me that on stream." He huffed.

"I wasn't planning on it." You hummed in response and flicked on his camera.

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To anyone else the room would feel tense. A row of straight backed employees looked everywhere but the eyes of the superheros in front of them. You slammed the door open two cups of coffee in hand. Technically you weren't late, bit it was common knowledge that all employees should arrive at least five minutes early to greet The Seven. Not like you'd be punished anyways.

"Hey bunny." You said as you placed a cup of coffee in front of Homelander along with a chaste kiss to his temple. You should feel bad for reaping the benefits of dating your boss, but you don't. You walk up to join the line of employees as well. It looked like everyone in the room was staring at you. You heard stifled laughter from Maeve.

"Bunny?" Someone from the table asked

#the boys x reader #homelander x reader #request #pterodactyl hater #homelander

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kitten4sannie · 1 year

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2 - ꜱᴏᴍɴᴏᴘʜɪʟɪᴀ - ꜱᴇᴏɴɢʜᴡᴀ

ɢʀᴏᴜᴘɪᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

part 2

pairing: guitarist! seonghwa x fem! reader feat. lead singer! san (he’s just there so there’s no smut involving him…yet 👀)

genre: band au, smut, angst that lasts for a split second

summary: you'd do anything for your favorite guitarist.

w.c: 2.1k

warnings: alcohol use, dom! seonghwa, sub! reader, free use, jealousy, dirty talk, fingering, marking, somnophilia, unprotected sex, creampie

a/n: i've always wanted to write a band au so i was vibrating the entire time i wrote this fdhfshf. oh also i'm not going to be reblogging all the nice feedback i get during FFF only bc i don't want people's feeds to constantly be filled up with my replies yk? but i’ll respond to them in the comment section <3

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You’ve always been particularly drawn to the guitarist of a band. Sure, the lead singer was always cocky, full of himself, shameless, but usually had the charm and the looks to back it up. The bassist was usually kind, down to earth, and sweet most of the time. The drummer was confident and robust. But the guitarist…the guitarist was always something else — especially from your all-time favorite band: Paradigm Glitch.

Seonghwa was charming, so much so that he had you like a puppy on an invisible leash, always willing to answer his every beck and call. He had a ton of passion and fever, especially when it came to his beliefs. He was beyond beautiful, always catching your attention with his stark raven hair, his intense gaze, and his striking features. And of course, he was very, very good with his hands. You could go on and on, but your favorite band member would be starting a set soon.

“Y/N, put one leg up and spread your cunt open. Lemme get a better look,” Seonghwa commanded in a gruff voice, swinging his guitar strap around so that his guitar hung upside down off his back.

You leaned against the wall, glancing around the corner of the hallway, hearing some employees and his other band members grumbling about not being able to find Seonghwa for the nth time. “Hwa, you should just…”

“You’re the one who suggested free use,” he tsked, raking a hand through his hair, the silver jewelry hanging around his wrist jingling with his movement. “I said to put your leg up and spread your pretty cunt for me. So do it.”

You brought your leg up onto the extra speaker sitting on the floor next to you and lifted your skirt to show that you were going commando like usual, using your thumbs to spread your lips apart. "Like this, Hwa?"

"Mm, good girl," the guitarist praised huskily, immediately sliding two digits into you up to the knuckles, his various-sized rings stretching you out and offering you a pleasurable burning sensation. He buried his face in your neck, breathing in your flowery perfume, his plush lips attaching to your soft skin to leave a mark. He preferred to mark what was his.

Due to being a skilled guitarist after years and years of playing, his calloused fingers always brought you to a place of euphoria you could never reach without his help. He had you gripping the rough material of his jacket, barely able to contain your moans, your legs shaking beneath you.

"Gonna cum..." you exhaled weakly, your voice barely making it out of your dry throat.

"Cum, then." Seonghwa continued pounding his fingers into you, slipping in a third and eagerly rubbing your g-spot, your arousal eventually spilling out onto the concrete floor below.

"Hwa...! Oh my god!"

After bringing his cum-coated fingers up to his lips to clean them, Seonghwa grabbed your chin and gave your jaw a kiss, leaving your essence on your skin. “I’ll see you later, baby," he cooed into your ear, walking away and leaving you breathless like he always did.

You stood in the corner of the tour bus, downing a bottle of dark beer, surrounded by tons of loud, drunken people that you didn’t know or cared to know.

“Y/N, hey,” San, the lead singer of the band, addressed you, leaning against the wall beside you and prodding your side with his elbow. “Why do you look so sad, huh?”

Wiping your mouth, you glanced over at him, your hazy eyes focusing on his lip ring, before looking across the bus at Seonghwa, who had his arms around two fans. “Seonghwa hasn’t talked to me all night. He’s too busy entertaining those whores over there.”

San chuckled, grabbing a cold beer from a guy nearby, popping off the cap, and replacing your old one, prompting you to take a few long swigs. “Can you really blame him?”

You shot him a fiery look, muttering, “I should be his whore. Not them.”

San licked his lips, unconsciously prodding his piercing with the tip of his tongue. “That’s hot. Since he’s so busy, want to give me a ride?”

Though San was attractive — insanely attractive at that, you were far too focused on Seonghwa. You wanted him. Needed him. But you weren't about to beg for it. “Maybe next time, San.”

He leaned close to your ear, his breath hitting your skin. “Promise you’ll let me put a baby in you?”

You almost choked on the bitter liquid, but swallowed it down anyway. “Why would you want to do that?”

He shrugged. “I like filling up whores with my cum. Is there something wrong with that?”

San didn't have a filter. He said exactly what he was thinking. Did whatever he wanted. This showed up in his lyrics, his raw vocals, and his facial expressions, mesmerizing everyone in the crowd. This way of life especially affected his behavior while up on stage. You couldn't even keep track of how many guitars he smashed during this tour alone.

Being reminded of how incredibly hot San was, you were almost tempted to backtrack and take him up on his offer, but when Seonghwa eyed you from across the room and gave you a crooked smile, your mind was made up.

“I gotta go…” you mumbled, taking a big swig of the beer and pushing it into the lead singer’s broad chest, walking away into the sea of people.

“Damn.” To distract himself from his bruising ego, San tilted his head back and chugged down the rest of your beer. Wiping his mouth, he turned to his left to start a conversation with a few girls that had been eye-fucking him since he got on the bus.

Fueled by jealousy and desire, you walked up to Seonghwa and ran a manicured finger along the curve of your neck, where he had left his mark on you. “Want to give me another one of these, Hwa?”

Despite the two girls almost fuming at your forward question, Seonghwa chuckled, rubbing a bit of smeared mascara from one of his eyelids. “I always do, baby. I’ll be paying you a visit later on tonight, okay?”

You folded your arms across your chest. “Later on?”

“Mm-hmm. I’m kinda busy right now." He motioned with his head to one of the girls, encouraging them to give you a smug look and lean closer to him just to spite you.

You rolled your eyes, mumbling, “Whatever,” looking as unbothered as humanly possible, before heading back into the crowd and grabbing a random bystander’s beer, taking a swig of it.

Seonghwa watched you disappear in the flow of people, blowing a bit of air out of his nose, smiling softly to himself. He always found your messiness to be endearing, rather than concerning. He was a rockstar, after all. He did a lot worse things himself: participated in illicit drug use, got into a worrying amount of bar fights, and hosted way too many orgies to even count, so who was he to judge you for being so attached to him?

You weaved past drunk strangers and people that might’ve been inside of each other, eventually pushing past a door that led to the deluxe bunk section. You walked up to of one the tip bunks that Seonghwa used and pulled the privacy curtain to the side, not expecting to see San tangled up around both of the girls, his hair messy as all hell, his shirt off and tossed onto the corner of the mattress, and streaks of red lipstick littered all across his melanin skin. That was the final straw.

He turned his head back in your direction, slowly pulling his fingers out of the girl’s mouth, giving you a nervous smile. “I was jus–”

“Just get out of here and go fuck on your own bed!” you cut him off with a brief command, pointing in the direction of San’s bunk with your beer, trying to do it as menacingly as possible. “I don’t want to hear your dumbass excuse.”

San sighed softly, getting off of the bed with his t-shirt in his hand, about to follow the girls that were heading in the direction you pointed, but stopping near you. “I got a load with your name on it, Y/N. Just say the word.” Amused by the shock that overtook your blushing face, he patted your shoulder and walked past you, about to dive into his bed.

He really was something else, you had to admit, but your mind was still focused solely on Seonghwa. You kicked off your shoes, chugged the beer and tossed it into the trash, then collapsed dramatically onto the mattress, falling asleep after a few minutes of ruminating.

Pulling yourself out of a dream, it took you a few seconds to realize what was happening. You heard the springs in the bed squeaking underneath you first, then you felt the pressure and heavy weight of something incredibly hot sliding in and out of you. Not only that, but your thighs ached a bit where something was squeezing into them.

“God, baby, you’re so tight even in your sleep…” Seonghwa sighed, gripping your thighs and spreading them farther apart, gazing down at your half-naked body. He hunched over you, his pants dropping past his upper thighs, his loose tank top hanging low enough to give you a view of his sweat-covered chest, breathing heavily as though he had been going at it for quite a while.

"Seong...hwa..." You opened your eyes, gazing up at the man with stars in your glossy eyes, wrapping your arms around him, holding him close to you. "Please...."

"Please, what?" He brought his lips to your neck, sucking and biting at your sensitive skin, taking pleasure in the moans and whimpers you let out.

"Harder, Hwa..."

"Yeah?" Seonghwa pulled himself away from your bruising neck to sit up, lifting your lower half up from the mattress, beginning to pound into you at a deeper angle, hearing you gasp, your face contorting from the pleasure. "Mm, just like that, huh, baby? You like it right there?"

"Yes, fuck yes...!" you moaned out, your lower-half pulsing and almost trembling from how close you were to cumming. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum, Hwa..."

He pressed his lips to your cheek, just beside your lips, murmuring, "Shhh, you don’t want to wake the other members, do you? Or do you want them to hear you cumming for me?”

You shook your head, a bit of drool leaving your the corner of your mouth. “I don’t care if they hear, Hwa…They should know I’m yours…”

“Mm, then cum with me," he commanded in a shaky tone, his hips suddenly smacking into yours at a rapid speed, overwhelming you in the process and making you unravel just before he did.

"Hwa..." You ran your fingers through his damp raven hair, simply admiring his beauty, as he slowly rode out his orgasm, still sliding in and out of you.

"Don't look at me like that, baby..." he whispered, pulling out of you and laying down beside you, giving your temple a small kiss. "I'll fall in love."

You didn't say anything back, instead burying your face into the crook of his neck, slipping your fingers back into his hair, stroking the ends of it. It wouldn't be fair to take him away from so many adoring fans, only because you knew you wouldn't be able to handle having to share him with everyone if he was yours one day.

You both laid there for a while, the buzzing of your brains and bodies eventually fading away, prompting you to break the silence, your lips forming a pout. "Can you fuck me when I'm awake next time? I want to see you. And I want to feel everything you're doing to me..."

Seonghwa ran his fingers through your equally damp hair, bringing his mouth to your neck to give you another mark, mumbling against your skin, "But you did feel everything. Even in your sleep, you were moaning and whining my name."

Your cheeks flushed with color, wondering if you were saying his name simply because you always seemed to dream about him. "Can you wake me up tomorrow the exact same way?"

He clutched your chin, bringing his lips to your jaw to kiss you in the same spot he always did. "What kind of question is that, baby?"

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littlemissvincentvega · 4 months

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Hii could u write a part 2 to the morning wood hopper fic? Maybe hopper accidentally bumps into the reader at a bar and he takes her home and Yk… 😏

MORNING WOOD pt. 2 / a perv!hopper one shot

PART 1

a/n: OMG i finally wrote something and it is the part 2!!! i'm going to do part 3 soon (might start writing it tonight) it will most likely be the finale of this little miniseries thing with hopper. but i had so much fun writing this and i hope y'all enjoy ♥ also also i'm in the process of setting up the tumblr tips thing bc i am Poor and somebody asked me about it aaaages ago :) thanks @nonsensecynical for the request and the inspiration for doing the part 2!!

18+ explicit content / perv! jim hopper x fem!reader

cw: alcohol, smoking, sexual themes, general perviness

Wisps of smoke left his nose like an angry bull. He tapped the cigarette on the edge of the ashtray in front of him, watching as the ash fell into it. It had started out clean and empty, but since Jim arrived a small pile of cigarette butts had accumulated there. He nursed his (sixth? seventh?) drink, focused on the melting ice cubes that swirled around the glass.

"Need a drinking partner?"

Hopper looked up from the bar, his eyes widening a little when he saw it was you. Of course it was. He'd jacked off to the thought of you that very morning, so why the hell wouldn't he have to deal with speaking to you as if he hadn't just mentally fucked you into next week? "What?"

You snickered slightly and shifted to sit beside him at the bar. Unbeknownst to Jim, you were already a couple of drinks in, which was why you were so calm about approaching him. You'd considered this a few times before after seeing him drink his problems away, but today was the day you grew a pair, for some reason. "Are you having another drink?"

"Probably," came his mumbled response. He looked at you, "Why?"

You pretended not to notice his gaze drop briefly to your breasts and gave him a coy smile. "I'll get your next one. You look like you need a drinking partner. You're always in here by yourself."

"(y/n), I couldn't ask you to do that," Jim said, sitting up to look at you properly. Why was a young, beautiful thing like you bothering to speak to him? He arched his brows. "By myself--? That's by choice, not because I don't have friends, you know."

"You didn't ask me, I offered. I'm buying the Chief of Police a drink. Least I can do for you doing your duty," you grinned, ignoring his further comments. He closed his eyes in annoyance, sighed through his nose and begrudgingly agreed.

"Let me give you a ride home," Hopper told you an hour or so later, sliding the empty glasses toward the barkeep. "Least I can do after you bought me a single drink."

You grinned upon seeing a smile twitch on his usually stoic face, then slid on your coat. "I didn't tell you to pay for my other drinks. I just... let you do it. It's fine, I'll drive myself home."

"No, no-- not happening." He was already ushering you out, a large hand hovering near your lower back. The bitterly cold air of the evening woke you up slightly, and you grimaced at the change in temperature. "I'll hafta arrest you for drink-driving. Wouldn't want that."

Being slightly merry, you bit your lip into a smile of mischief and eyed him. "Would that involve you putting me in handcuffs?"

That kinky little shit. I knew it. Hopper stared at you for a few moments, then continued to whisk you to his truck. "Yes."

Jim helped you into the passenger side of the truck, closed the door for you and then made his way to the driver's seat. He cleared his throat and glanced your way. You had slid your coat down your shoulders just a little to allow the cold air around your breasts. And yes, he could see your nipples trying to poke through the fabric of your shirt. Dark gaze lingered on them for a moment before he cleared his throat again and switched on the engine. "Thanks, uh, for keepin' me company tonight," he mumbled.

"Oh-- don't mention it. It's nice to not drink by myself for once."

"You there a lot?" he queried, taking a look behind before reversing out of the parking spot.

"Mm, sometimes," you hummed, popping the cap off of your lipstick and topping it up in the mirror. Hopper wished you wouldn't do that. It was making his mind go to places, places it had been that same morning. Making him think about how beautiful you'd look with those beautiful plump lips wrapped around his cock, pumping and sucking...

And then you broke his trance with a question. "Should you even be driving?"

"What?"

You returned the lid to your lipstick and put it in your handbag. "You're technically drink-driving, Chief."

God. Stop calling me that. He glanced your way, a gentle smirk tugging at his lips. "What'd you just call me?"

Brows arched, you stared at him and tried to ignore the pulsing between your thighs. After a short pause, you answered him, albeit a little quieter. "Chief."

"Exactly. I'm the Chief of Police, I can do what I want." And what I want is to fuck your brains out.

You simply rolled your eyes and chuckled a little, opting to look out of the window. Jim took that opportunity to steal a few glances at your body, the way your skirt perfectly hugged your hips, how the low-cut top showed off your delicious breasts. How he'd like to grab them, knead them, suckle on your perfect little nipples. He swallowed thickly, making an attempt to ignore his twitching cock. No, not twitching-- it was throbbing.

When you turned to look for any packs of cigarettes Jim had laying around his car, it wasn't difficult to see what he was trying to hide. It only made your core ache more for him, and from what you could see, he was big. You diverted your gaze from it quickly, locating the cigarettes, and sparked up. The first exhale definitely helped to calm you down, but it was barely a distraction from how sopping wet you felt.

The rest of the ride was quiet, almost awkward considering how you were both feeling (unbeknownst to each other), but Hopper broke the silence when he pulled into the trailer park. "Which number are you again?" he mumbled. He knew the number.

"Right there." You pointed at your trailer, which was painted light blue (a DIY job Eddie Munson had helped you with, much to Steve's dismay).

Hopper pulled up at the side of your home, hands resting in his lap to conceal what was going on down there. A small smile was given to you. "Home sweet home."

You noticed that he didn't turn off the engine, which was a slightly disheartening, but your horny little brain had other plans. One hand rested on the door handle and you looked across to him, eyebrows raised. "Aren't you gonna walk me to my door?"

Oh, God, why? He looked mildly annoyed, staring at you silently for a moment. "The free ride home not enough?"

"Nope." You flashed him a grin.

Rolling his eyes, Jim switched off the engine and exited the car. In his mind, he was hoping his erection had subsided a little, but he knew full well it wasn't going away until he took care of it. All he had to do was pray you didn't notice. "Alright," he helped you down from the truck, savouring every moment his hands touched your body, "five more steps and you're home safe."

"Huh, chivalry isn't dead, after all," you joked, walking with him to your porch. You fumbled to grab your keys and began to unlock the door.

"Sure," he cracked a small smile again. You were sweet-- he found you to have a decent sense of humour, too. "Uh, thanks again for keepin' me company."

You removed the key and opened the door, looking up at him. "You're welcome. Do you want to come inside for a bit?"

For a moment, Jim's eyes widened and he fell silent. He looked inside, then back to you. "No, I should get goin'. Got stuff to do."

"What stuff?" You held his gaze, subtly ran your tongue along your upper lip.

"Y'know-- laundry. Got some, uh, dirty dishes--"

But he was cut off. Your hand, much smaller than his, had found the outline of his erection, and you were gently rubbing it through his work-slacks. "What else?" you breathed, watching the poor man try to catch his breath.

He swallowed thickly, all too aware of how heavy he was breathing. Gaze dropped to watch your hand, then slowly rose to capture all of the beauty your body held. His eyes finally met yours again. "Gotta take a shower... maybe it can wait..." Without warning, he pushed you inside and slammed the door behind you both, shoving you against the nearest wall. It made the framed photos there shake, but Hopper didn't care. You squealed with surprise-- his cock rubbed against you as his lips met yours, all hunger and pent-up frustration and passion. He groaned against your lips, only pulling away after a few seconds to catch his breath and look at you. Yes, it was clear. You both wanted the same thing.

PART 3 COMING SOON!

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aeruia · 22 days

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So for Tokyo revengers I was thinking of this idea where its a Fem! Y/n with short hair and who yk a little bit tall. She's very close to Emma, so one night they go to the shrine where the gang meets up and they think that this "guy" is bothering Emma so they attack him but, here's the thing, Y/n isn't aggressive so she fights back only when necessary, so she doesn't really fight back, she just dodges really well, until Emma blurts out it's a girl not even a guy. and their js like ...fr?

Y/n is calm and rarely loses her temper or show any signs of outbursts or nothing, she's very neutral. She's constantly getting mistaken for a "pretty boy".

That's only the beginning because later on the story, EMMA IS ACTUALLY BEING STALKED, BUT SHE DON'T KNOW. She encounters some dangerous situation (I'll leave those to you) but Y/n saves her every single time. so near the ending of the story, they were going another gang meeting to tell Mikey what's been going on, so he can put a stop to it. THEN Y/N GETS HER HEAD SMACKED, I MEAN SOMEONE REALLY BOPS HER ASS and knocks her out. BUT, someone ( I was thinking mitsuyai) find her passed out near some random grassy area BUT SHE'S ALONE. EMMA GOT SNATCHED. So when Y/n wakes up and finds herself in the shrine (Mitsuya carried her there) AND EMMA IS NO WHERE TO BE FIND. SHE FLIPS THE FUCK OUT.

So lets js jump to Emma's POVS after she got snatched, so to summarize it basically, Emma accidently witnessed a murder crime and she's the only one that has proof (like a selfie or sum picture) but she doesn't realize it. SO THE KILLER GOES OUT FOR HER BEFORE SHE CAN REALIZE AND GO TO THE POLICE. so yeah,

Now this can't end like this, OBVIOUSLY

Y/n ends up finding where Emma is, so she goes by herself and BUSTS UP IN THERE AND BEATS HIM UP, Im talm about some real ass beating, like Y/n loses her calm nature. and Y/n saves Emma. So after, Y/n feels hella guilty bcs she couldn't keep Emma safe, and then Mitsuya comforts her and they kiss in the end.

we need more badass Y/n tbh w you bruh.

↻. TOKYO REVENGERS

↻. SAFETY

the ask is the summary :3

pairing/s : mitsuya x fem!reader (implied)

warning/s : mention of kidnapping, knives, about murder (?), not proofread !!

word count : 3,014

note : this took me long and i think all of my brain juice is gone /j i might probably post another one if i finished it :3 and also i kinda rushed this 🙁 I can't think of a title and my friend helped me w/ it !

you were just casually hanging out with emma near the river as you kick rocks while emma tells you about the gang her brother has. she tells you everything about it and how it was made. it really piqued your interest since you really love it when you discover new things about emma and her siblings.

emma was your very close friend, you two are inseparable, she was the bestfriend that you could ever ask for. she's always there for you whenever you need her and you're grateful for that of course, you pay her back by being there whenever she needs you too. you and emma always got each other's back.

“ oh i also almost forgot to tell you the gang will be gathering in the shrine tonight, you wanna come with me? ” you stopped kicking the rock you have been kicking as you looked at emma with your eyebrow raised. “ you don't have someone to come with you? ” you asked, emma’s shoulder dropping as a frown came into her face.

“ you don't wanna come with me? ” her question made you laugh as you put your hands on your hips. “ i’m coming with you, i can't leave you walking alone or something might happen to you. ” you answered her as she just smiled in reply.

the night arrives and someone knocks on your apartment, opening the door to see emma standing there ready to go when you're still not even ready. your hair disheveled, clothes still those comfortable shirts you always wear whenever you only stay at home.

“oh, you’re early. give me one minute” the [h/c] haired girl said and smiled quickly closing the door making emma sigh. “ you always do this, [y/n]! ” she shouted as she patiently waited for you to get out of your apartment.

you closed the door of your apartment and locked it double checking if it's actually locked. you can't risk losing another thing from your apartment.

“ finally, took you long enough and you're just wearing the outfit you had when we were hanging out earlier this afternoon.. ” she said and blinked as you just laughed.

the walk from the shrine didn't take that long but you were tired from walking as you whine about how the walk was so long and that you feel you're gonna collapse every time you take a step.

emma dismisses your exaggerated complaints and goes to where the gang is. everyone noticed that emma was walking towards them as they were about to wave at her when they noticed someone was following her, thinking that it was a guy bothering her again.

they quickly took action, of course. draken quickly pulling emma away, making you lift your head up and seeing that the members were about to launch at you, making your eyes wide like they have seen something they shouldn't have. your first instinct was to look for emma and you saw her with a tall man. he was hugging her but you couldn't careless at least she's not here.

the members were throwing punches and kicks at you, making you dodge all of them one by one. you were only dodging the attacks they throw at your way, blocking some of them if necessary.

emma was still a bit shock when draken had pulled her close to him as she needed to blink a few times before actually seeing the scene in front of her. she blinked a few times again to see if she's actually seeing was real.

the guys were trying to beat your ass up but here you are just avoiding and blocking their attacks as she remained from her position stunned. “ you know him? ” draken asked as emma looked at him with a confused look.

“ what? him? ” she asked in confusion. ” yeah, him. ” draken answered back making emma put her lips into a thin line.

“ she's a girl. ” she blurted loudly enough for the members to hear. as they freezed in there spot and slowly turned their heads to look at emma. “ she's a girl..? ” they all said in unison as emma could completely hear the confusion in their voices.

emma nodded. “ yeah, a girl.. i would never bring a man in here. ” she answered. “ what? i don't see a girl, i’m seeing a boy with feminine features here. ” a black haired boy said with sassiness, his eyebrows furrowed.

that made you raised your eyebrows and chuckle by how sassy his voice sounds.

“... yeah, stop talking now baji or you might embarrass yourself.. ” a blonde boy whispered at his bestfriend earning a smack from the head making him wince.

“ remember someone mistook you as a girl? yeah, you don't have a say in this. ” he said making him remember that someone had mistaken him as a girl once too. baji’s face turned into annoyance, smacking him in the head again as the two started bickering at each other, emma pulling you away from the group of guys sighing in relief.

“ thank god, i thought i would be dead by now. ” you said as you wiped fake tears from your eyes making emma roll her eyes. “ you always exaggerated those things! ” making you laugh when she said that.

everything went well except for when they tried to beat you up.. they apologise and that's enough for you knowing people mistake you as a boy well a pretty boy when they look at your face. sometimes people even doubt that you weren't a girl.

“ aren't they nice? ” emma strikes a conversation with you while you two walk back into your apartment. you shrugged your shoulders and nodded a bit. “ i guess? i still can't move on to the fact they tried to beat me up ” you said, slouching making emma snort as emma bid you a farewell when you both reached your apartment’s door as she walked away to go home.

you felt bad for making emma walk you from your apartment and making her walk alone in the night. you could've let her stay in your apartment for just the night but her stubborness isn't one to fight. she will keep insisting on going home alone that you caved in and let her walk you home.

opening the door from your apartment as it made a little sound but you closed it again as you looked back and shouted “ text me when you get home! ” as emma just gave you a thumbs up making you put your lips into a thin line and shrug, going inside quickly laying on the couch not even bothering to take your shoes off.

it's been a few weeks since the last gathering at the shrine and noticing emma has been looking pretty tired lately. ever since you and emma hang out with a few people around some bad thing happens, luckily you know how to defend for a little bit and buy some time for both of you to leave.

you asked emma about this but she had no idea what's going on too. “ you really didn't tell anyone that you're getting stalked? ” the [h/c] colored girl said as she put her lips into a thin line. ” yeah… but hey! i just told you? ” she said and smiled awkwardly at you making you facepalm as you can't help but sigh.

“be thankful i always tag along with you..” she mumbled and huffs, making emma stifle a giggle as you think of how to tell her brother mikey.

after that you couldn't help but keep thinking about what emma just said to you. there’s not many people in the park, no families, friends or kids playing in the wide park. only a few couples here and there having cute or sweet picnics in some areas.

emma stopped in front of a bench as she sat there, patting the left side of the bench signaling for you to sit so you did. “ this week is tiring! ” emma said as she sighed loudly, leaning back to rest her back on the bench. you can't blame her for saying that since she had been getting followed by some creeps.

“ it really is, you want some ice cream so your day isn't that bad? ”the [h/c] girl said as the wind blew, their hair swaying from the wind as emma nodded. “ ice cream can solve anything for us, so, yes i want ice cream. ”

laughing at her reply as you stand up from the bench, putting your hands in your jacket’s pocket. “ alright, i will buy some ice cream for us, you can rest there just wait for me. ” you said as emma thanked you.

you thanked the vendor as you gave her the money, walking away with two ice cream in hand as you tried to walk faster to not make the ice cream melt further.

“ one little bit of melted ice cream for you! ” you said and smiled sweetly at her, her ice cream kind of melted and got some on your hand. emma's yellow eyes look at the ice cream and on your face back and forth before accepting the ice cream.

“ you should wash your hand first. ” emma suggested making you agree as you left her again on the bench, going into the nearest bathroom to wash your hand.

you hummed, finished washing your hands as you shake your hands to dry it before leaving the bathroom.

you heard a scream, not the scream someone would do if they are playing tag freeze or something, your eyes widened the one who just screamed was familiar. it was emma! you were taking your sweet time in the bathroom washing your hands completely forgetting about emma being alone.

luck wasn't on your side today. where emma was sitting there's not that many people when you left and they had probably left the park. the only thought you have was you hoped she was safe back to where she was sitting but you couldn't see the familiar honey blonde hair you always see.

frantically looking around scanning your surroundings carefully. still not seeing your best friend. you were about to run to tell mikey but someone hit you in the head hard enough for you to get knocked out.

you let out a grunt as you did your best to look back to see whoever it was but as soon as you were about to look back your eyes felt droopy as you couldn't help but close them as you fell from the grass.

mitsuya was out in the park, walking to relax for a bit when he was nearing a certain field he could make out a figure laying on the ground as if unconscious. he was concerned for whoever was that as he quickly walked faster than before to check it out.

his eyes widened when he saw a familiar short haired girl. he was thinking that maybe you fell asleep here but emma was nowhere to be seen. that made him more worried as he quickly picked you up with ease. luckily mikey’s house was a bit near the park. (just imagine it 😞)

gently placing you down on the couch as mikey looked confused as to why you were unconscious in the park. “ did something happen? “ was the first thing that came out of his head when he saw you.

” what happened? ” mikey asked the lilac haired boy as he took a deep breath before answering him. “ i don't know, i was just strolling through the park when i saw her and emma wasn't with her. ” he couldn't believe what mitsuya told him as he looked at him “ what? what do you mean? “ he asked again, trying to see if he didn't just misheard him.

mitsuya sighed and explained everything to mikey hoping he understood since mikey just kept nodding his head when he was talking, thinking he's trying to process all of it. “ let’s wait for [name] to wake up then she can tell us everything. ” mitsuya nodded as he removed a few strands of your hair away from your face.

a few minutes later, you started to move as you squinted before opening your eyes. still feeling a bit of pain in the back of your head where you got hit by a metal or something. you groaned as you sit up, rubbing your forehead as if to lessen the headache you were feeling. a shadow covered the light was passing through the entrance as you looked up to see mitsuya and mikey standing.

“ hold up.. since when did i get here? ” you asked, completely confused as mitsuya chuckle. “ i carried you here since you were unconscious in the middle of the park and I didn't see emma around. where is she? ” the question completely made you sigh in disappointment.

you can't really hold it a secret now since emma is missing, you don't where she is so you told mikey and mitsuya about emma’s situation in the past week. noticing the change of mood and the silence was too awkward when you finished telling them.

“ i’ll find her. “ you said seriously, standing up to start searching for emma but mitsuya stopped you. “ be careful, alright? we'll tell the gang about this ” nodding at his words as you waved them goodbye before starting to search everywhere.

they probably hadn't hide somewhere far since you didn't notice any bikes or vehicles. that's when some randoms started talking about an abandoned house near the river and that there's probably dangerous people staying there.

[name] raised and eyebrow as she thanked them in her mind before running towards the opposite direction where you and emma would always hang out. that's supposed to be where they held emma captive. you were always curious about the abandoned house there but emma would always tell you to don't mind it so you didn't.

the place wasn't that heavily guarded since you're in front of the door in no time. taking a deep breath as you kicked the door open knowing that if you just knocked and tried to talk politely they wouldn't open it and just escape.

and there it was, you saw your best friend tied into a chair as you can't help but feel happy that she isn't hurt or there are wounds in her.

“ not so fast. ” someone said, throwing a knife directly at you making you dodge and backed away from emma not wanting for her to get involved. ” ah, you're that murderer huh. you're not good at it. ” you said putting a hand on your hip.

the murderer just raised an eyebrow and laugh. ” that's funny for you to say. i guess you're looking for a death wish here? ” that made you laugh out loud as you shook your head. “ you're the one wishing for death here. “ the [hair color] haired girl said with venom.

she felt angry but she doesn't know why. iko ( the murderer’s name let's just say that so I won't keep repeating the same words.. ) launches towards her as [name] tries to predict what will be his move. he wasn't even trying to hide what he's about to do as he grabbed a pocket knife from his pocket and runs pointing it at her.

it was pretty predictable, making you just stand there, jumping if he was too close before kicking him on the back while he fell on the ground, sliding a bit before [name] started beating him up, punching him here and there or even kicking him.

letting out a sigh as she stopped when she feels that he won't stand up as she walks from where emma was tied up and unties the ropes easily, emma hugging her tightly.

you hoped that the cops will be coming in this house or else, he might be on the loose again.

“ i’m glad you're alright!! “ emma said as the [hair color] haired girl raised an eyebrow as if she wasn't just the one who got kidnapped. “ girl, what? you're the one getting kidnapped here. ” emma laughed and released the hug as she smiled.

you both left that abandoned house as if nothing had happened there, quickly going back to their house, mikey sitting on the entrance looking like he was waiting for someone to arrive. you and emma weren't even that near in the house but mikey was outside quickly.

“ emma! ” mikey said, his voice filled with relief when he saw you with his sibling by your side. emma quickly runs into mikey’s arm hugging him tightly as a familiar lilac haired appeared behind mikey as he made his way to you.

“ we’re gonna let you two have time. ” mitsuya said as he grabbed your hand and intertwined it with his, his thumb rubbing at the back of your hand.

mitsuya drived to the beach as he dragged you in the sands, never letting your hand go as he sat on the sand while you did the same, leaning your head on his shoulder.

” i know it has been bothering you, tell me all about it. ” he said, as you sighed. you can't really hide what you're feeling when you're around him. he can read you like a book.

“ it's not bothering me. i could have kept her safe but i didn't even did that. it was a simple thing but i can't even do it properly. ” she explained, making mitsuya nod, feeling his head move up and down.

“ look at me, ” he said, making you sit straight back up and look at him. he was already looking at you. “ don’t worry about it, what's important is that emma is now safe. ” he added, you were about to say something but he stopped when he suddenly kissed you. it wasn't that long kiss but it felt long to you since you were taken a back.

he laughs at your cute reaction as he pinches your cheeks. “ you're so cute, you know that? ” you pouted at what he said as he just kept laughing.

maybe he was right, you should think too much about it now that emma is now safe.

04.09.24 // ©aeruai

#tokyo revengers #tokyo rev fluff #mitsuya x reader #mitsuya takashi x reader #mitsuya fluff #tokyo revengers x reader

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eatabubble · 2 years

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Something new

Robin x fem!reader

Summary: it's the first day of y/n and Robin becoming official and Robin struggles to show his affection but it all works out :)

Their ages are like 14-15 bc yk first relationships type thing lol also I think ooc robin

I tried adding some Spanish but hopefully I didn't make it cringe so like reader does say like 4 Spanish words and robin says like 3 (translation at the end)

Word count- 872

Robin woke up early this morning, well he really only got like 2 hours of sleep he was way too giddy and unsure of how to act- though he'd never admit it all night about his new relationship with y/n all he could think about that night was how he should approach her the next morning now that they're dating should he hug her maybe kiss her or would he make her uncomfortable, perhaps he should just sneak his hand in hers but what if it catches her off guard and scares her. Nevermind he thought he'll just greet her like he always has with a simple hi.

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Never has robin taken the school bus he'd rather walk to school late than to be squished by sweaty idiots who couldn't shut their mouths for a single second but today would be an exception he wanted be early so that way he wouldn't show up after you and make a move he was hoping you'd do it first.

So here he was on the bus all the way in the back where no one would bother him, literally, there was 3 empty seats around him and he was sitting alone while everyone one talked and looked back at him most likely talking about him but he didn't care not unless someone started talking crap then maybe he would but the bus ride actually went better than he expected.

As he made his way down he was a bit disappointed, there you were, of course you wouldn't show up after him, but he wasn't ready to make a move not even as much as hold your hand so he quickly remembered the second door around the school he could enter from and that's what he did. He showed up to all his morning classes as normal since none of them had you but as lunch rolled in he debated whether or not to show up.

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To say you were confused was a bit of an understatement, first you swear you saw robin climb down the bus stairs but as you went to look again he was gone than all your friends said they saw him in math a class they all shared for 3rd period without you but he wasn't in the halls during passing period you soon came to the conclusion that he was infact avoiding you which was very weird since you started dating officially not even an entire 24 hours yet. You actually thought you'd be more close but perhaps he feels more awkward now, so for you as lunch rolled in you knew you had to check in on robin and see if he was ready for all this relationship stuff because if he's not your more than happy to co-operate and wait until he's ready or if he doesn't want to be with you, well if he even shows up to the cafeteria.

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You spotted robin fairly quick letting out a sigh of relief, as you made your way to his table you silently hoped your friendship before wouldn't be affected if he told you he wasn't ready.

"Hey" you eneded up saying as you made yourself comfortable in the seat by him, he quickly tensed surprised to see you there.

"oh y/n hey how are you?" He didn't really know what to say, before it was so easy but he knows that he already made it awkward by your small smile. "I'm okay but how are you, if I didn't know any better I'd say you're avoiding me, Robin" as you paused and as robin didn't say anything but just looked at you, you continued "hey, listen I understand if this was all too much too early and I get it if you want to stay just friends until your ready or if you don't want to be with me-" "I- what no." Robin shook his head and raised his voice a bit higher to stop your talking "no that's not it, but yeah sorry for avoiding you but I don't want to break up with you we barely started dating but I know I want to be with you, I just I didn't know what to do I mean this morning I didn't know if I should hug you or kiss you on the cheek or something hell I couldn't even come up with a way to approach you and hold your hand I didn't want either of us to be uncomfortable so I wasn't sure if you'd be okay with that, pero lo siento, alright?" As he finished talking you sincerely looked at him "Oh, Robin eso está todo bien, I just wished you told me we didn't talk all morning because you were worried of making us uncomfortable, that's really cute but relationships work out better if we communicate we could of talked about boundaries and all that jazz" you smiled while looking down at his hand.

As you reached your hand down to grab his you looked up at him "is this okay though?" You showed your guys' hands connected.

"Yeah, it's okay, thank you y/n"

"Can I give you surprise hugs every morning?"

"Only if I can" "for sure"

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Robin: but I'm sorry

Y/n : that's all good

A/n this was originally robin but then I wanted to switch it to finney bc it was sort of ooc robin but I kept him anyway.

#tbp robin x reader #the black phone #relationship #fluff #fanfic #robin tbp #communication #robin arellano #robin arellano x reader #finney blake #vance x reader #pinball vance #finney x reader #bruce yamada x reader

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dameronology · 2 years

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Hi! Absolutely love your writing❤️ the stranger things boys + Robin realising their feelings for y/n?😊

thank you so much angel <3

robin is implied fem/feminine presenting reader bc lesbian yk

eddie munson

out of everyone on the list, eddie is probably the one who catches feelings the quickest

only because he has so much love to give and no one to give it to so as soon as his brain locates a potential victim target for said love he's gonna be tripping and falling on his ass

but i think there's a difference between realising he has a crush on someone and realising he has actual feelings for them

the signs have always been there: he talks about you non-stop to the hellfire club; he always picks you up from places and drops you off; you're the only person on this cursed planet who he doesn't feel drained by after a few hours of hanging out

tbh it's the last one that makes it click for him

that friendship turned into fondness turned into blind fucking adoration is suddenly clear as day

honestly eddie will probably avoid you for a few days at first because he has to clear his head

there's a lot to think about, especially because he values your friendship so much and he doesn't want to do anything that will fuck it up

after a few days of radio silence - hell maybe even after one - you turn up on eddie's doorstep like where the fuck have you been??

and that's when he knows in his soul he has to tell you

steve harrington

ok we all saw how quick steve was to admit his feelings for robin in st3 right??

so i don't think he would waste any time at all tbh

he's spent so long looking for someone. the man is a serial dater just because he has this incessant need to just fucking LOVE someone and when he realises he actually has feelings for you, he's really happy??

because he's gone on so many dull, pointless dates with girls who just want steve the king harrington from high school

but you see him as steve, dumb-ass mother of six with a heart of gold

you have actual real conversations & you're not afraid to rip into him. even about his hair

especially about his hair.

so yeah steve will move pretty quickly

it will definitely be a matter of working out how to tell you because honestly the man gets super nervous and trips over his words

i can picture him rehearsing it with robin on shift

maybe you accidentally walk in and overhear

robin buckley

robin said herself that if she asks out the wrong person she literally be a fuckin pariah because this is the 80s and homophobia is unfortunately rampant

she's had crushes before - like vicky and tammy - but it's not til you've been friends for a few months that she realises she has actual feelings for you

and honestly robin is low key kicking herself bc she's known for you a long time by that point and you've never ever hinted that you might be into girls

but then again, neither has she!! her brain is just famously good at forgetting that the same logic that applies to you also applies to her

gauging whether you could be queer is difficult

her first mistake is mentioning this to steve who - despite his best intentions - starts asking you questions like "madonna's an absolute babe, right?" and "kiss marry kill: nixon, jfk, and also...kim basinger"

and when you declare that yes, madonna is babe and that you would kill nixon, marry jfk - for the money - and fuck kim basinger he just looks at robin with a wide grin

her next port of call is letting you know that she also likes girls but she has no idea how

"i like madonna too! in the same way you like madonna. not like that i just enjoy her music but i would fully be her houswife."

she gets to the point eventually i promise

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anniesstories · 1 year

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Yelan Headcanons

My inbox is empty y'all 😭😭😭

Yelan x (fem😘) reader

Sfw

I feel like she likes teasing you and annoying you alot...in a loving way ofc

She can't work if you're not sitting on her lap. Yes. You didn't misread anything... she's obsessed with you're existence ig

Flirty everytime. She will throw sweet nothings at you just to see that pathetic blush of yours lol

She loves holding you close whenever y'all are watching a movie even tho the movie watches y'all everytime yk yk🤭

I feel like she'd give that yandere energy, she's obsessed with you and she hates seeing you with other ppl, it can get toxic(it usually gets toxic and unhealthy)

As I said, she has massive jealousy issues and I feel like she'll also have superiority complex shit yk.

"You're mine but I'm not yours" Idk why but I feel like that's how she thinks about you yk- she's still a good gf dw😭

She is overprotective, you won't be able to get out of your room without hearing "where are you going, love?"

Nsfw

Since she's jealousy issues, she'll often punish you 🤭...rough sex... you'll be crying and begging for mercy...

Call her mommy. I promise. Call. Her. Mommy. And she's done for....MOMMY KINK 100%

I feel like one of her favourite things is to feel your breasts against hers... don't ask questions lol

If she catches you in the mood, y'all will flirt for hours 😭😭 (get a room you two 👹)

Cunnilingus>>> ✂️ (plz sit on her face, she fucking loves it, she doesn't give a fuck if she can't breathe)

She'll often deny your orgasm...she loves seeing how annoyed yet flustered you are lol

She'll make sure your whole chest and neck is covered with hickeys, this way everyone knows you're not single :))

She's usually the dominant one during sex, but if you're lucky enough, you can catch her in a needy mood...🫶

I'm sorry if this is bad:( I'm out of ideas 👹 and I'm also tired bc my dumb ass forgets to sleep lol😭

Anyway, plz stay hydrated, love y'all 🫶 cyaa next timeee<3

My inbox is empty don't forget aaa☠️☠️

#anime smut #genshin impact #genshin smut #yelan x reader #yelan smut #fem reader #genshin impact smut #yelan x y/n

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asarajaa · 3 days

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OKAY. MEETING BACHIRAS MOM FOR THE FIRST TIME. 🤭🤭🤭

(no pressure if you don’t want to do it ofc bbg<3 )

Ofc bb but have patience, I’m a little bit down cause I didn’t like at all my last post so yk 😭✋🏽

Omg I’m so dumb, I answered it without the fic made HAHAJJAJAJA, when I got it I’ll put it here and I’ll tell ya, k love? Have some paciencia 😽💗

Update: k so I already did it so here you go my love, hope you like it <3!

Warnings: fem!reader Words: 656 Disclaimer: English isn't my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings! Taglist: @merlucide

Meeting Bachiras mom for the first time

₊˚ෆ To help me with this, I will pretend it is the second part of the Bachira falling in love hcs.

₊˚ෆ Indeed, his mom liked you.

₊˚ෆ First of all, when Bachira got home and told her mom about you, she was super enthusiastic to meet you!

₊˚ෆ After Bachira made a move and you guys become boyfriend and girlfriend, the next step was meeting each others parents, being Bachira the first.

₊˚ෆ When the time came, you were extremely nervous, Bachira tried everything to make you feel less nervous but obviously it didn't work.

₊˚ෆ You wanted to everything go great. Your friends always says that is like having a second family and that creating a bond with his mom is important bc she's gonna be like a second mom to you.

₊˚ෆ You made yourself a list of 5 rules to follow when you meet his mom (which made Bachira laugh at you because- babe, my mom is super chill you don't need to do those things.)

₊˚ෆ Rule number 1: Do not show empty handed. It doesn't matter if you give her flowers, some dessert or a gift, Bachiras mom will appreciate it and think that you're a very nice and sweet girl. She's the type of person who appreciates the small things so giving smth to her will be perfect.

₊˚ෆ Rule number 2: Dress modestly. Look, Bachiras mom wouldn't care if you go with some jeans and a cute top, in fact, she would compliment you. But if you go dressed like if you're going to some club she would not think bad of you but neither she'll think good of you. I believe that as an artist she's very into the fashion world and if you're meeting her with a cute outfit she'll like you.

₊˚ෆ Rule number 3: Don't try to be somebody that you're not. She want to meet the person her son fall in love with, no one else. She'll like you just the way that you are! As an artist, Bachiras mom know about being judge so don't worry about those things.

₊˚ෆ Rule number 4: Always offer to clean up. Of course, she wouldn't let you, but it would be nice seeing the effort of your actions that his son never stops talking about.

₊˚ෆ Rule number 5: Try having a one on one time with her. Women to women bounds are super special so you have to use the opportunity to grow a very strong relationships. Honestly, she always wanted a daughter so just talked with her about girl things and it would be awesome!

You and Bachiras mom were left alone, she told Bachira to go to the store to buy some dessert (you bought flowers) so now you girls were alone.

"So, how did you knew you wanted to be an artist Mrs.Bachira?" you asked her enthusiastic, the dinner went awesome and you guys were having a great time.

Bachiras mom loved your question, nobody usually ask her about her profession and you were actually interested.

As the night went by, you girls ended up having a girl talk about the latest in fashion, the new tea about celebrities, skincare and make-up.

When Bachira came with the dessert, he was confused. He left you guys silent and when he come back you were sitting next to each other talking passionately about some new viral linase mask that gives a botox effect. Although he wasn't complaining either.

"Word of mouth is that the mask also works to give definition on the curly haired girls." you said showing her the video of a girl trying it.

"Really?" she said leaning to you "Bachiras cousin has curly hair, i'll show it to her."

₊˚ෆ She loved you, like she would call you some days to exchange tips and your calls last hours.

₊˚ෆ Bachira was more than happy when he find out, It seemed perfect to him that the two women in his life got along so well.

nksdhfsbfv idk what I did.

I feel like It was too short, great rules tho

28/04/24

#sofis loves #bllk bachira #asarajas works #blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk #asarajas works (bllk)#bachira meguru #bllk x you #bachira x reader #blue lock bachira #bachira fluff #fanfiction

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msith · 6 months

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Pjsk boys reaction to fem! reader who is usually shy suddenly calling char cute, then pretty, then handsome, then hot.

ty love your writing <3

I'm not cute,pretty, handsome nor hot!!>⁠.⁠<

A/n: hdjsghd I don't know what to do rn and im to lazy to write since it's 6 in the morning yawn but thanks for requesting!!^⁠_⁠^ sorry I couldn't do rui!! Headcannons but change the headcannons to writing (it's now 6 pm wtf)

ִ ࣪𖤐 bro was just going on a walk with you

ִ ࣪𖤐 just walking you to home nothing special (boring)

ִ ࣪𖤐 but you wanted to hang out with him! Of course.. he accepted because he didn't have anything to do

ִ ࣪𖤐 you suggested to go to a cafe!!

ִ ࣪𖤐 of course he was proud that you were opening up to him! Just a little bit of course

ִ ࣪𖤐 you went into the cafe and like ordered the stuff you wanted and he was looking so cute eating the ice cream he ordered.. so you reflect to call him cute uh nope pretty! Wait sorry handsome ah wrong!! Hot!

ִ ࣪𖤐 didn't process what you were saying but when he did he was so flustered omfg

ִ ࣪𖤐 might leave the cafe screaming in his head about how you called him cute,pretty and all that you said

꩜ cutie knows affection but doesn't know how to get it!

꩜ but bro knows attention???

꩜ anyway you were on your room thinking of something

꩜ you wanted to get him a new shirt! In secret of course.. giving him the package anonymously. Yk yk

꩜ 1 week later when he got the package he was skeptical and called you so that he ensure its not a weird fan that sends him weird stuff of him

꩜ you were pretty scared that he finds out that it was you that sent it luckily he didn't know of course

꩜ you went over to his house and knocked on it. He answered it

꩜ he allowed you to come inside and like you and him opened the package

꩜ it was the shirt you ordered for him.. he was embarrassed not gonna lie

꩜ and when he put on the shirt you.. instantly called him cute I meant hot! Nope pretty! Sorry err handsome! Oh my gosh your mouth was blabbering nonesense

꩜ he eventually just blushed a bright red omfg this is cringe ik

♬ you just wanted some time with toya your best friend!!

♬ you both had the same interest and likes going to the library and is also a library committee!

♬ ngl you were pretty shy around him bc you just stayed in your room when you were a kid

♬ you enjoyed "secretly" looking at him.. and also the comfortable silence..

♬ as usual you walked from your classroom to the library

♬ you saw toya and you shyly waved at him

♬ he waved at you too and blushed slightly cringe just like why I live

♬ you moved closer to him so that you can get some time with him.. what?! Im saying this as a friend way not a lover way!

♬ you noticed that he is wearing the jacket that you sent him!!

♬ ah you were blushing so much seeing him!! he asked if you're okay!

♬ you reflected and called him cute,pretty, handsome and hot!!

♬ bro almost had a heart attack hearing that from you ong

♬ he blushed so much you can almost make a one to one comparison of him and a tomato O⁠_⁠o

♬ bro will remember that moment everyday. EVERYDAY

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narutosfrog · 2 years

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐲𝐦𝐩𝐡 — Reader x Strawhats ! Reader x Luffy — FINAL PART

cw: fem!reader, some body description, violence, mentions of death, sexual content, angst, fluff, smut, mentions of survivor's guilt, fear of commitment, mdni

NSFW cw: rough!luffy, needy!luffy, praising, dirty talk, hair pulling, head pushing, deep throat, choking, overstimulation, implications of Luffy using his power during sex, mating press, multiple orgasms, a tiny bit of a size kink probably, mdni

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Not me screaming and crying thinking about how "Turning Page" by Sleeping at Last perfectly resembles the way Willow feels about Luffy. Not me being inspired to write heart-wrenching fluff and angst for this final chapter.

PSA before i finish this — I'm kinda drunk bc I partied with my teachers. I told EVERYTHING about my romantic life to my 24 yo math teacher and I wanna hide under a rock. Sooo, if the way I write it's a bit strange, yk why.

Luffy's room smelled just like him. Salty sea breeze, lemongrass and wood.

That was the only detail Y/n was able to register as he pushed her up on the wall, kissing her hungrily. He was breathless, his kisses almost getting messy — he felt like he was going insane, getting drunk on her lips and soft skin. He wanted her. He wanted her to be his and his alone. Luffy gripped on her thighs at the thought and she pulled his hair, a whimper escaping her mouth.

That sweet, filthy, sound was music to his ears. And he wanted more of it.

"You're killing me," he groaned, just before sitting her on the bed. He ran his thumb on her lips, eating her up with his eyes. "I want to know how you taste."

Her hand, still tangled in his hair, gently guided his head down, until he kneeled in front of her. Her heart was beating impossibly fast — she couldn't think straight, not with him. Her instincts had taken over and Luffy was the object of her desires. Y/n put one of her legs on his shoulder and bit her lip, staring into his eyes. "Please," she murmured, in a tone so sweet it made Luffy's cock twitch in his pants.

He started leaving wet kisses on her inner thigh, his hand caressing her other leg, bringing it on his spare shoulder. Y/n's breath itched in her throat. She couldn't remember the last time someone touched her like that. She jolted when Luffy left a kiss on her throbbing heat, right through the fabric of her short pants.

"And you're calling me sensitive?" he uttered, looking up at her and smirking.

Y/n didn't have the time to answer. Luffy effortlessly took her pants off, only leaving her in her top, that left very little to the imagination. When Luffy's eyes met her cunt, they widened. And his attitude changed completely. He clenched his jaw and he smiled, his eyes darker than ever. He brought two fingers to her opening and brushed them between her folds.

"Fuck," he breathed, "You're soaking."

The nymph bit her lip, forcing herself to keep her eyes on him. It was only when his thumb found her clit that he remembered what he had said.

"Don't tease me, Y/n" he had warned her, "Or I'll have those pretty eyes of yours roll to the back of your head."

She didn't think he would have kept that promise.

"You're so fucking pretty, like that," he uttered, "You're going to make me so happy tonight."

Then his mouth made contact with her throbbing heat, his tongue lapping up and down her clit as his fingers made their way inside her, pumping at a steady pace. The nymph let out a high-pitched moan against her palm and she pulled Luffy's hair, bucking her hips from the sudden pleasure.

Luffy groaned against her core, grabbing harder on her thighs to keep her still. He looked up for a moment, smiling at her flushed face — glossy eyes, lips parted, reddened cheeks —, and then he substituted his fingers with his tongue, as he stimulated her clit with his thumb. He moaned at the taste, pushing his face against her dripping cunt. He bucked his hips against the air, desperately needing friction. He couldn't help himself, not when the way she tasted turned him on so fucking much.

"Luffy —," she whimpered, her back arching as she pushed his head, "I'm — I'm close."

Following those words as they were godsent, he kept going exactly the same way, pushing his tongue towards that spongy spot and working over her pulsing clit. He couldn't stop whimpering and groaning against her pussy, the vibrations only adding up to her pleasure. Y/n bit her lip, the mess between her legs — the lewd sounds, the drool and arousal leaking from her cunt to her inner thighs — only driving her more towards the edge, the knot in her lower belly becoming tighter and tighter and snapping after a few seconds with a loud moan.

"Fuck —," she gasped, trying to relax her curled toes and her hand, still gripping on Luffy's hair.

Luffy unwillingly separated from her heat, cum dripping down his chin. He was catching his breath, lust radiating from his eyes. He got up from the floor and cleaned his chin with his thumb, before pushing it through Y/n's lips.

"Here" he said, in a tone that seemed to be demanding, "Taste yourself."

Y/n sucked on his thumb, so obedient and good for the strawhat captain. He indulged in feeling her warm mouth wrapped around his finger and clenched his jaw, taking his thumb out. Everything to keep himself from throwing her on her back and fucking her right then and there. He kissed her slowly, their tongues meeting halfway in a messy exchange.

"I want that pretty mouth wrapped around my cock" he spoke against her mouth, "Can I?"

The nymph couldn't help but let out a low moan against his lips — his thoughts, so loud and filthy, were enough for her to lose her sanity. "Please," she breathed, "I want all of you."

Luffy had to put an unimaginable effort not to cum untouched. Pleasing her had already done the most to him — but the way she spoke, too... The way she was completely giving herself to him. He was getting addicted. He decided not to speak until he was sure he was going to make it and he let his pants fall off along with his tunic, which was tied around his hips.

The nymph ran her golden eyes all over his body, inch by inch. His skin, his scars, his marks, the outline of his muscles... When her gaze met his dick, she bit her lip. She didn't imagine he would've been that big.

She got up from the bed and slowly took off her top, remaining completely naked. He devoured her with his eyes, in silence, as his hands immediately met her waist and breasts, travelling all along her body. She covered in shivers, his heavenly touch only making her want more of him. She ran her hands on his naked body, down his chest to his groin. "See?" she murmured, leaving a kiss under his ear, "We're even."

When she took his cock in her hand, Luffy almost hissed. His dick was already throbbing, rock hard and pre-cum leaking from the tip — the anticipation was what had made that moment incredible and yet such a painful wait. When she started pumping her fist, Luffy shut his eyes closed, trying his best not cum immediately and commanding through gritted teeth to fucking suck it.

Y/n smiled, staring at him through her lashes as she slowly kneeled in front of him. "Won't you even say please?" she murmured, her thumb running in circles on his reddened tip, "You know I can be a lot nicer than this."

Luffy bit his lip, his fingers immediately tangling in her hair. "Please," he obliged.

She chuckled, her little laugh darkening as she pumped his shaft at a slower pace. "That's better."

When she ran her tongue through the tip of his dick, Luffy held his breath as he instinctively pulled her hair. She looked up at him, a devilish smile flashing on her face. His red cheeks, his chest heaving up, his abdomen tensing up whenever she touched him — everything about him made the nymph lose her mind.

"You look so pretty," she murmured. And, as his gaze met hers, she took him in her mouth. Her lips surrounded him inch by inch and the wetness and warmth of her mouth made Luffy's eyes roll to the back of his head. He let out a low moan, his hand tugging on her hair as he searched for something — anything — to hold on to.

"Oh, — fuck," he breathed, his voice breaking as she started bobbing her head, "Your mouth feels so... oh, so good."

The praise made the blood rush to her lower belly and she started to ache again, craving his touch like no other. She swirled her tongue, her vision becoming blurry as she pushed his cock down her throat. He was so big she already found it hard to fit him in her mouth.

Luffy knew she was struggling because of that. And it turned him on even more. He groaned, not being able to contain himself any longer. "Take it all" he spat, barely holding in a moan, "Or is it too much for you?" As those words left his mouth, he thrust his hips, his cock twitching when the tip touched the back of her throat.

She whimpered, the vibrations running along Luffy's shaft. It was too much. And, yet, it was so fucking good. Boiling tears fell down her cheeks, as she struggled to take all of him in her mouth. Luffy's merciless thrusts were getting sloppy, as he pushed her head against the base of his dick. She knew what it meant — one of her hands reached his balls, slowly massaging them as she took him deep down her throat once again.

"Fuck —," he moaned, "I'm close."

She looked up at him, searching for his eyes through the tears. She found them. She saw the lust, his face — a mixture of bliss and damnation, as if he were almost in pain. Then Luffy finished with a moan, cumming down her throat.

Y/n swallowed with no hesitation, the taste only making her want more. She slowly separated from his dick, milking it of every drop of cum. As she got up from the floor, Luffy wasted no time pulling her in from her waist. He kissed her with passion and yet softly.

"Thank you," he murmured breathlessly on her lips, as he kissed her again.

"Don't thank me yet" she uttered, gently grabbing his neck and pulling him on the bed, "I said I wanted all of you, didn't I?"

Luffy didn't need anything else to get fully hard again. The way she took control made him lightheaded, drunk on the way she could make him feel. "Yes," he mindlessly mumbled, incapable of forming a decent thought, "You said that."

As Luffy sat on the bed, Y/n straddled his lap and started running her fingers on the side of his neck, down to his waist. "And don't you want me to take care of you?"

Her voice, so sweet in expressing such dirty thoughts, was honey to Luffy's ears. He was hers — she could've done anything to him and he would've been happy with it. "Please" he breathed, his hips bucking in search of friction, "I need you."

"You need me?" she repeated, as she ran her lips along his neck and clavicles, leaving wet kisses all over his skin, "And what do you need me to do, pretty?"

As Luffy was about to answer, the nymph started grinding against his cock, the wet and warm feeling making his eyes shut closed while his mouth hung slightly open in a silent moan. Y/n bit her lip, trying to keep herself from making a sound. The stimulation was already too much to bear, the effects of their previous orgasms not yet vanished.

Luffy's hands instinctively grabbed her ass and his mouth flew to one of her tits. Y/n arched her back with a whimper, from the sensation of Luffy's tongue against her nipple, as he sucked it quite harshly.

"Please" he begged against her skin, his breath itching in his throat as she wouldn't stop grinding, "I want to be inside you."

When he started guiding her movements, the nymph's brain shut down. She needed him so badly she couldn't keep herself from granting him whatever he wished for. "Take me" she murmured, one hand tangled in his hair, "I'm yours."

Luffy's lips crashed against hers, as he whimpered from her words alone. Between open mouth kisses, all Y/n heard were his thoughts, as what she said replayed in his head.

I'm yours. I'm yours. I'm yours.

He got on top of her in a sudden movement, pressing her thighs on her chest. He kept kissing her as he brushed the tip of his cock between her folds.

Luffy bucked his hips, making his way inside her. Halfway in, they gasped in each other's mouth. Y/n pulled his hair, whimpering in his mouth from the stretch. "Keep going," she begged.

Luffy clenched his teeth, unable to say anything. And, once he was deep inside her, the pleasure was so intense his vision went white. He let out animalistic sounds, blinded by the bliss of feeling her clench around him.

His voice broke, as he started rutting his hips against her, going impossibly deeper. "So tight — so fucking tight."

The nymph let out a loud moan, Luffy's thrusts hitting that spot just right. "There" she stammered, breathless, "Just — just like that."

Luffy kept fucking her at an unforgiving pace, not having enough of that sensation, of her cunt squeezing his cock so good and warm and tight. "Fuck," he breathed, as the feeling was about to become unbearable. The overstimulation provided such a beautiful kind of pain that got him whining, whimpers and moans leaving his mouth endlessly.

As she was about to come undone, panting and exhaling such sweet sounds, Luffy's thrusts became sloppier.

"I'm about to cum —," he groaned, with a filthy roll of his hips.

Her walls clenched around him impossibly tight as she reached her high. She cried his name, her legs shaking under his grip, and he came inside her with a low growl, the spasms of his orgasm making him collapse on top of her. He filled her to the brim, stuffing her full of his cum to the point it leaked out, running down her inner thighs.

They tried to catch their breath, still shaken by their orgasms.

Delicately, she kissed him. It was a soft kiss, their noses touching and their sweaty skin making contact in a delicate brush. Luffy opened his eyes to look at her, then closed them and opened them again. A smile slowly formed on his face and he kissed her once more.

"You're beautiful," he said, with such simplicity it made Y/n's heart flutter.

She couldn't help but beam at him, as her cheeks lightly blushed. "You are beautiful too, Luffy."

He giggled, moving on his side and leaning on his elbow. "You're all red."

"Oh, shut up. As if you aren't."

"Of course I'm red, we just had sex."

Y/n blushed again, this time trying to hold in a laugh of embarrassment. "Luffy!"

"What? It's true" he retorted, still cackling with excitement, "I would be up for another round, actually."

"Okay, Captain" she murmured, laughing through her nose, "As much as I'd like that, we wouldn't last five seconds."

Luffy grinned, suddenly smacking a kiss on her lips. "You said you'd like that!" he exclaimed, "That's enough of a win, for me."

The nymph openly laughed, as she rolled on her side as well. "Are you seriously surprised?"

He giggled, nuzzling his face into the pillow. "Not really but I couldn't be sure, could I?"

"Oh, don't worry. I liked that — pretty sure you saw that."

"I liked it more — pretty sure you saw that. Bet you were checking my thoughts."

Y/n smiled with guilt. "Only a little. I was... concentrating on other things."

"My cock."

"Luffy!"

And he laughed again, before pulling her in. They silently smiled, embracing each other, tangled in a mess of sheets that they didn't even use.

Luffy had buried her face in her neck and she was stroking his hair, a look of full peace painted on her face. Then something hit her, in the depths of her mind.

"I can't believe..." she suddenly whispered, "I can't believe how natural this feels."

Luffy raised his head and stared into her eyes for a moment. His gaze was soft, though. Then, he blurted out an innocent admission. "I think it's because we're meant to be."

The nymph fell into a deep silence, his words resonating through her head and chest.

He stroked her cheek and left a delicate peck on her lips. "I'm going to grab something for you in the kitchen" he murmured. Then he got up and wore a silk robe on his naked body. "I'll be right back." Finally, he got out of the room.

She wasn't able to read his thoughts from the shock but, really, she was fairly convinced he was just trying to give her a moment alone.

Meant to be.

Such a strange concept.

She was, in fact, naked in Luffy's bed after she tried everything in her power to keep him at a distance — and yet she couldn't bring herself to. She had decided she couldn't trust him — and yet there wasn't a feeling more natural than being with him. She had claimed she would've never followed him — and yet there was nothing more heartbreaking than the thought of never seeing him again.

She cursed herself in a whisper, as tears rushed down her cheeks. "What the hell did I do?"

Meanwhile, Luffy walked to the kitchen, hoping he would find some food. Instead, he found Sanji. Sanji, who was looking at him in utter shock.

"Oh" Luffy said, "Hi, Sanji."

"You're naked."

Luffy looked down at his silk robe. A gift from Zoro. "Uh, no. I'm wearing this."

Sanji swallowed. "No. Under it. You're. Naked."

Luffy blinked. "Yes. Do you have any food? I think Willow is hungry."

Sanji's face went white, then full red. Luffy thought his nose was about to bleed. Then, Sanji started screaming.

"You had sex?!" he yelled, "Right now? With her?!"

Luffy shrugged with a smile. "Yeah. Best night of my life" he confirmed, then peeked at the fridge, "So? The food?"

Sanji held on to the counter to avoid passing out. "Why not me —," he stammered, "How the fuck did you conquer the gentle heart of a beautiful nymph and I didn't?"

Luffy bumped his fist on Sanji's head. "Sanji, I'm in a hurry! The. Food."

And Sanji, probably as envious as he ever was in his life, gave him the juiciest tray of snacks, adding two sweet drinks that smelled like fresh fruit. "Just for the lady" he clarified, quite offended, "I didn't do it for you."

"Okay" said Luffy with a smile, as he walked back towards his bedroom, "Thanks."

When Luffy came back, Y/n had already brushed the tears away from her face and she was waiting for him, trying to look as relaxed as possible. He smiled at her and her heart softened. Less and less hard to pretend.

"I grabbed some things for us," he announced, putting down the tray and a small pile of clothes, then getting closer to her. He was holding a wet cloth, his face as hopeful as it could get. "Can I clean you up?"

She saw in his mind that he had stolen some of Nami's clothes for her. She would've normally scolded him for not asking her permission but she couldn't — not when he looked at her like that. So, she nodded with the tiniest smile ever.

When Luffy was done cleaning her up, stealing a few kisses in the process, he let her wear Nami's clothes. He giggled. "You look beautiful. Comfortable?"

Y/n smiled more openly. When Luffy called her beautiful she lost all of her self control. "Yep. I will thank Nami, tomorrow."

"She steals so many clothes from shops that she won't even notice these were gone in the first place."

"She already set up the whole crew for a lifetime of debt" she giggled, "I don't think you want to make your situation worse."

Luffy laughed. "My situation? I'm not the one wearing her clothes."

"I'm not the one who stole them, though."

Luffy looked at her as he cackled, in pure awe. It was amazing to him, how much she already knew them all. He was restraining himself from asking whether she was finally going to join him — he wanted to enjoy that night without making her uneasy.

"C'mon," he said, as he stood up to wear a pair of cotton shorts. Then, he grabbed the tray and laid back next to her. "Let's eat."

She wanted to bring up the fact that he had just put shorts on without underwear but the smell of the food was just too delicious not to eat it right away. "Fuck" she groaned, right after taking a sip of the drink, "This is amazing."

"Right?" he gushed, biting on another snack.

They ate in silence for a while, too concentrated on the amazing taste to say anything else.

Then, after the tray was empty, Luffy yawned. At that point, Y/n just couldn't help herself. She grabbed his squishy cheeks and planted two big kisses on each one of them. Luffy blushed, giggling, and she just froze, realising what she had done.

"Uh, sorry," she apologized with a smile.

Luffy pulled her closer. "Shut up. Do it again."

And they went on like that, until they fell asleep in each other's arms.

The morning came pretty fast.

Luffy woke up first. When he opened his eyes, his heart skipped a beat. She was still asleep. The rays of sun that had made it through the curtains were shining on her relaxed face, her eyelashes forming curious shadows on her cheeks. He brushed his fingers on her horns, tracing their outline, then he caressed her hair. He felt his stomach ache terribly and his throat closed in panic.

"I'm having a heart attack," he thought, as his trembling hand gently stroked her cheek.

Suddenly, she scrunched her nose. Her eyelashes fluttered and she finally opened her eyes. When her gaze met Luffy's, she lightly smiled. "What 're you doin'?" she slurred, her voice still sleepy.

In case Luffy's thoughts weren't explanatory enough, his face definitely did the trick — widened soft eyes, red cheeks, parted lips. But he stammered out the answer anyway, accompanied by a little giggle. "You're gorgeous and you don't even realise, do you?"

She blushed and hid her face in the pillow, trying to stop a huge smile from forming on her face. "Come here, sweetcheeks."

Luffy laughed, even as he pulled her into his arms. "Did you just give me a nickname?" he taunted her, "Not that I mind that."

She curled her lips and left a small peck on his left cheek. "You heard me."

Luffy's heart softened again and he kissed her slowly, enjoying her warm lips to the fullest. "Never stop calling me that" he ordered, as a huge grin appeared on his face, "Let's go to breakfast, mh?"

Y/n's eyes filled with worry. "Are you sure? I feel like I'm intruding."

"Ridiculous. Let's go."

"Luffy —."

His stubborn eyes were making a convincing argument, already. "I'm not going anywhere without you and you're not intruding" he retorted, "They like you, if there's gonna be any issue at all it's going to be about them being way too familiar."

The nymph sighed and closed her eyes. She knew her next goodbyes were going to hurt like hell.

But she couldn't say no to Luffy, could she?

So, they got up from the bed and reached the kitchen. Y/n had to fight the impulse to hide when Luffy grabbed her hand.

The crew was already there, chatting at the table. As soon as the two stepped in, Franky and Nami pointed at a chair — right next to Luffy's seat.

"Y/n!" Nami exclaimed, "We added a chair for you."

Meanwhile, Usopp and Brooke stared in shock — even though the skeleton made it a point that he doesn't have eyes.

Franky, hoping the nymph wouldn't notice, gave Luffy a high five as he walked past and Zoro smirked.

Chopper and Robin giggled. Sanji, who was placing food on the table, was still incredibly envious but was still a gentleman to Y/n.

When Y/n took a seat, between Nami and Luffy, she shyly smiled. "I wanted to thank you — Luffy stole clothes from you last night for me to wear" she confessed, "I'll give them back."

Nami shrugged and cackled. The nymph was giving her so much information with so little conversation. "Oh, no worries" she said, "You can keep them — Luffy owes me 100 Berries, though."

Luffy scowled. "You didn't even pay for those!"

"They're still worth 100 Berries."

Y/n exchanged looks with Luffy. "Don't say you told me so," he thought. She smiled to herself.

"So, Y/n" whispered Franky with a knowing look, "Was the bed I made for our captain comfortable enough for you?"

The nymph blushed and cleared her throat. "I'm sorry?"

Franky just laughed and then turned to Sanji, complaining about how much he had to wait for a restocking of Cola.

"Oh, Y/n!" exclaimed Chopper suddenly, his eyes widened with worry, "Do you need medical attention?"

The nymph raised her eyebrows. "Why would I need medical attention?"

Chopper pointed at her cleavage, still worried. "A purple spot, there! Is that a bruise?"

Sixteen eyes and two empty orbs suddenly stared at the nymph's cleavage but, more specifically, at the obvious hickey Luffy had left right above her boob the previous night.

There was a moment of deafening silence before half of the crew spat their drinks and food out. Only Zoro, Franky, and the girls were left smiling and giggling — Chopper was just plainly confused.

"Yeah, okay, everything is pretty obvious — we get it" said Luffy at one point with a little laugh, as he took Y/n's hand under the table, "Let's just have breakfast."

The nymph thanked him silently with a light squeeze of her hand and quickly took a sip of whatever was in her cup, hoping her cheeks weren't too red. Then her eyes widened. "Woah — this is... What is this?"

"It's latte, my beautiful lady" immediately said Sanji, "With vanilla scented foam."

Luffy rolled his eyes. The nymph was almost too shocked by the culinary experience to notice the jealousy in his thoughts.

"I didn't understand a word you said" she chuckled, after taking another sip, "It's delicious, though."

"You never had anything like it?" asked Nami, as she placed three chocolate sweets on her plate.

Y/n smiled at the gesture. "Thank you — and no. We didn't eat elaborated stuff. The most complicated thing I've ever eaten in my years was the stew the caretakers used to cook for newborn nymphs and a mixture of honey and berries as a treat."

"Newborn nymphs?" asked Robin.

Y/n bit the inside of her cheek. She was telling the crew a bit too much — but she had caught their interest and there were no secrets to keep anymore. So she took a deep breath and started explaining.

"Yes. There were four clans of nymphs. The forest clan, the river clan, the wind clan and the fire clan."

The silence was deafening. Everyone was listening.

"Each nymph had a role in the community. There were warriors, providers, caretakers, sentries and the council."

"You were a warrior, right?" asked Chopper.

Y/n lowered her gaze. "Correct."

"What about the council?" questioned Zoro.

"Each category could choose a representative for them to enter the council. When a representative is chosen, the deal is done."

"So the representative can't say no?" murmured Luffy.

"No, they can't. I was the representative of the warriors for over two hundred and sixty years."

"If they kept you as representative for that much time, you must've been good," said Franky.

A little smile appeared on the nymph's lips. But it was sad and plastered. "I've never lost a battle... except for one."

Luffy squeezed her hand again, in utter silence. And Y/n forced herself to get back to her senses.

"Then, there's the Eldest," she continued, clearing her throat, "The Eldest is the head of the community."

"You said you were the Eldest, yesterday," said Sanji.

A dark laugh made its way through her lips and she didn't comment further.

"How does a nymph become the Eldest?" asked Usopp.

"Again, the Eldest is suggested by the community in a sort of secret ballot and then chosen by the council — usually, it's a member of the council that is chosen but, this time, they can refuse."

"Why?" asked Brook, "What is the difference between the members of the council and the Eldest?"

"I said we are immortal but we could choose to age, didn't I?" she murmured, "If a nymph becomes the Eldest, they have to give up their immortality."

"Why?" asked Luffy, "Isn't that unfair?"

"I wouldn't know how to answer that, I think it depends on your perspective. When the Eldest is chosen, they rule on a whole community that has existed until the beginning of time. It's expected of them to give everything for the other nymphs and to make the right decisions — giving up our immortality is seen as a way to show loyalty and dedication. To show that you truly want it."

"The Eldest rules until they die, is it?" asked Nami.

"Yes, normally. But they could also choose they've had enough. They wouldn't gain their immortality back, though. Once you give that up, it's done forever."

There was silence after a few seconds.

"Earlier, when you talked about newborn nymphs..."

"It was the fire clan's job to take care of that" Y/n explained, "They had the special ability to give life — they were the guardians of the hearth."

"The hearth?" asked Luffy.

"I don't exactly know what that is, it was special knowledge of the fire clan. What I know is that they were the only ones who could give life to newborn nymphs — every year, three nymphs were born from each clan, from trees, bodies of water, clouds and the hearth itself. That was how we kept the community alive."

Robin's eyes widened with sadness. "So, that means..."

Y/n lowered her gaze. "That means I am the last nymph."

Luffy's heart ached with pain and anger. "That's the reason why you're the Eldest, even with your immortality."

"I have to be, I imagine. There's no one else."

"Did the nymphs ever ask you to be the Eldest?" asked Zoro in a low tone. He didn't like the nymph at first, but knowing the whole story he couldn't help but feel some degree of respect for her.

The nymph clenched her fists, in an attempt to control the piercing agony that was crushing her heart. "Yes" she answered, "The day they all died."

Luffy furrowed his eyebrows, as the crew held their breaths in shock.

"I said no. I didn't want to give up my immortality because I felt my time hadn't come yet" she muttered, "They insisted and I left — I climbed up the mountain and stayed in the forbidden bit of the island for hours, just to get away from that. I was too far to even hear the thoughts. When I came back..."

Luffy interrupted her, the pain in her voice already being too much to bear for him — let alone the one she was actually enduring. "You don't have to keep going if it's too much."

The nymph shook her head, as if she were trying to send the memories away. "Yeah, uh — you're right." Then she got up, her hands shaking a little. "I need to go now, thank you for yesterday and... uh, breakfast."

"What?" said Luffy, getting up from his seat as well, "Where are you going?"

She shook her head again, panic building up in her chest as she freed her hand from his. "I need to go," she repeated, going towards the door.

"Wait —."

"Luffy" Nami warned him, grabbing him by his wrist, "Let her go."

And, just like that, she disappeared.

"What the fuck —," he lashed out, freeing himself from Nami's grip, "Why would you stop me?"

"She needs time, Luffy. She's panicking!"

"No, she needs me to be there for her. She's afraid of letting me in and if I give up now she will never come with us!"

"I'm afraid this isn't about you or us, Luffy," said Usopp.

"It's really not," agreed Nami.

"You're right, it's about her. But it's also about me, now, because I —." Luffy stumbled into his words and fell into silence. "I care about her" he finally uttered, "I need to check on her."

"And what if what she needs isn't you?" retorted Sanji.

Luffy glared at him like he never did since he met him. "And what the fuck do you know about that? I'm there for her, that's what matters — if she doesn't want me at her side, she will let me know, I assure you."

"I think she wants him there," uttered Zoro, "I just don't know if it'll be enough."

"What do you mean?"

"Think about it. You know what she's feeling — you know that guilt."

Luffy stayed silent. Zoro didn't express his thoughts a lot but, when he did, his words were gold to him. "Yes," he simply said. The mere thought of not being able to save Ace two years prior was heart-wrenching. Every single time.

"But you had us, still," Zoro continued. "She was left completely alone, she lost everything. Don't you think that she's too afraid of losing someone else? So afraid that she won't even let herself think about the chance of being happy again?"

"Or maybe she doesn't think she deserves happiness" said Robin, in a low tone, "I know a thing or two about survivor's guilt."

"And how do I convince her otherwise?" asked Luffy, softly.

"I don't know if you can."

"Look, we're on your side" said Usopp, "We're just saying to have a little caution."

"We want her in the crew, too" murmured Nami with a little smile, "We never saw you act the way you do with her."

Luffy sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I want to check on her."

"Wait just a little" Nami tried to convince him, "Sort your thoughts out and then go — you're too shaken up and she needs you to be there, she doesn't need to be comforting you as well."

Luffy nodded and sat back down. "Thank you, all of you" he muttered, "Sorry I lashed out."

"Stop worrying. Calm down and get her to join us once and for all."

Luffy sat for forty four minutes. Then he got too restless to even think of staying still and he ran up to Zoro, who was training.

"Oi," he said.

Zoro turned around and raised an eyebrow, completely stopping his training. His way to show he was listening.

"Am I doing the right thing?"

Zoro shrugged. "Does it feel right to do anything else other than this?"

Luffy thought about it for a moment and shook his head.

"Then you're doing the right thing" answered Zoro, "It might not work but... you know, at least you're making a choice you can live with. It's like having the chance to try a mysterious sake you've been curious about — the taste might suck but at least you won't regret not trying it."

Luffy smiled. He felt lucky to have Zoro as a friend. "Thank you, Zoro."

"Oh, shut up. Go get your nymph."

Luffy looked for her in the forest for at least an hour. He used haki to find her and he perceived her in such a faint way there was only one place she could be. Luffy ran to the mountain and looked up. He couldn't see the top — but he knew she was there. So he climbed. He climbed up until his limbs were sore and his bones were hurting. When he reached the top, there she was.

She was lying on the cold stone, silent tears streaming down her temples. "What are you doing?" she murmured.

Luffy caught his breath, sitting next to her. "I was looking for you."

"Why?"

"You know why."

She sighed, other tears falling from her eyes.

Luffy brushed them away with his thumbs, in silence. "I'm sorry," he whispered.

Y/n opened her eyes, staring into his. "Sorry for what?"

"I'm sorry you had to go through that" he muttered, "It's not your fault."

"It might not be my fault but I could've changed the outcome. And that means I'm still partly responsible."

"There's a chance you could've changed the outcome, yes. But you can't control life. I was there to save my brother and I still failed. Terrible things happen to a lot of people, everyday."

"How is that a comfort?"

"There's no comfort. Except for the fact we can stop him from doing this to other people."

The nymph furrowed her eyebrows and sat straight. "You're talking about Blackbeard?"

"Yes. We can stop him. Together."

"He's an emperor."

Luffy held her hand. "We'll stop him anyway," he insisted.

She shook her head and got up. "You wasted your time, climbing all the way up here," she murmured.

He stood up as well, anger radiating from his voice. "Don't do that. Don't be cold to me as if nothing ever happened between us."

The nymph avoided his eyes and clenched her jaw, trying to keep herself from breaking. "I'm not cold."

"You try to be," he retorted, "You're trying to push me away and it won't work."

"Don't make this harder" she seethed, her golden glare appearing again as if the prior day had never passed, "This can only go one way."

"Yes" he uttered, his eyes as stubborn as ever, "My way."

"Don't be a fool!"

"Don't be condescending, I am not a child."

"Then respect my decision," she spat.

"I'll do it once you'll allow yourself to even think about the chance of being happy with me" he yelled, "You won't even let yourself think about that, will you?!"

Y/n froze. She shook her head again. "You don't know what you're talking about."

"No, I know. You saw my thoughts and you know I get it. But I can't let you do this to yourself. I had someone who grabbed me by the neck and told me to think about all I had left and all that future had to offer me — I will be that someone for you if I have to."

"Jinbe could comfort you just because you still had your crew" she screamed, pushing her palms against his chest, "I have nothing!"

"You have me!" he screamed back, "You. Have. Me."

Tears started to swell up in her eyes again and she turned around, ready to jump into the forbidden bit. "Leave me be," she begged in a whisper, "It's easier this way."

She didn't let him answer. She jumped into the waterfall and closed her eyes, waiting to land in the fresh water. She craved the feeling of noiseless emptiness that being underwater could provide and the loneliness of a forbidden forest that was only populated by raging, unreasonable beasts, just like herself.

But, just as she was about to touch the water, an arm surrounded her and she landed on the grass, Luffy holding her close to her body. The nymph furrowed her eyebrows, in pain.

"Why can't you give up on me?"

Luffy stared into her eyes, his gaze being the depiction of torment. "Because we are meant to be together."

"How do you know that?" she insisted.

"All I ever dreamed about was becoming King of the pirates" he answered, his voice low, "But, for some reason, I can't fathom the idea of doing this without you — from the moment I met you."

Her eyes softened and yet the agony was still glaring. "Why are you wired this way?"

"Come with me and I'll have plenty of time to find an answer to this question."

"I can't come with you."

Luffy pulled her closer, the frustration radiating from his voice. "Why not? I thought you trusted me by now — after tonight!"

"It's not that" she whispered, "I do trust you — more than anyone."

"Then why?" he insisted.

"I can't come because I'll fall in love with you."

The nymph hadn't planned on saying those words. She didn't want to let them out of her mouth. And yet nothing could stop them. Not even her will, not even her determination.

Luffy's heart had skipped several beats. He blinked, staring into her eyes. The silence was deafening, as the muscle between his lungs struggled to keep pace with the way he felt, with the physiological need for oxygen and circulation and with how much he wanted to kiss her. He took a deep breath. One. He took another. One, two. He took the last one. One, two, three. Then, he talked.

"Fall. I will catch you."

And their lips crashed into a breathless kiss. A kiss that tasted like pain and regret, like trust and open wounds, like new love and uncertain promises. A kiss where they felt home and yet still with a foot outside the door.

Until she heard a sound. A strong, sudden wind through the branches of trees and a strange warmth that came with it.

Y/n broke the kiss and looked around, weapons in hand, ready to fight a predator. And, when she met its eyes, her knives fell on the ground.

The phoenix flew towards her, drawing majestic patterns in the air. It left her breathless, as Luffy gazed up at it in awe. She had never seen one before — but she knew what it meant. And she needed it. She had been needing it so desperately.

"What is it?" he murmured.

The phoenix flew in circles around them and then in front of the nymph again, looking into her eyes. In the creature's eyes she could see all the answers she had been longing for. Tears ran down her cheeks and she brought a hand to her chest, as her heart felt like it was about to burst. "It's a blessing" she whispered, "A message from Mother Nature."

The phoenix flew in circles once again and then disappeared in a wind turbine, leaving the air to smell like infinite fire and endless silence. A final decision.

"What message?" asked Luffy, delicately, as if he were trying not to bother what was left of the appearance.

The nymph turned to him, burning tears streaming down her cheeks and lighting up the gold in her eyes. "Rebirth" she said, breathless, "Catch me."

EPILOGUE:

The legend says there was a specific moment when the King of pirates stopped losing his battles. No one knows for certain but some say that it involved a power, a power beheld by a mystical woman who could see and hear everything — a power she would use for love, some would argue. Other smart tongues would rather chat about convenience, since the matter is about the king of damned pirates. But, in the depths of the New World, as he explores the greatest peaks of freedom, there are his companions who know the truth. The truth about a nymph, met long ago on a deserted island, who gave up his immortality to age with him. A woman that, in his presence, is called the Queen.

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