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hii could u do sturniolo triplets x fem reader where they treat her like one of them and toss shit at her but then they accidentally hurt her and they all panic. (maybe one of them have a secret crush on her up to u?)

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Sturniolo Triplets x fem!bsf

Genre: Fluff

Synopsis: Filming a car goes wrong when a small accident happens.

Warning: Blood mentioned.

*this is gonna be just platonic so they’re just besties*

I love this request by the way, tysm! 🫶🏻

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I’ve been friends with the triplets for longer than I can remember. They practically call me their sister now. So it isn’t unusual for me to appear in their videos. I’m usually in the vlogs just because I think they’re funner to film than car videos.

We are all currently sitting on their couch watching random videos on YouTube eating ice pops.

“Guys I’m bored” Chris says.

“Ok then what do you wanna do?” I ask.

“I don’t know but something other than whatever this is” Chris lays back on the couch sighing.

“How about we start filming the car video for Friday?” Nick says.

“But it’s literally Sunday” Matt says looking at Nick.

“Yea but we already have our Wednesday video filmed, and if we film our Friday video today we can have the rest of the week free” Nick explains.

“That’s a good idea” I say.

“Would you be in it y/n?” Matt asks.

“I’ve got nothing better to do so yea” I chuckle.

“Ok then let’s go!” Chris jumps up from the couch with a sudden outburst of energy.

“Look over there it’s all empty” Nick points to an empty part of the Walgreens parking lot where we chose to film.

“Ok that’s good, Chris start getting the camera ready” Matt says, driving to the spot farthest away from people.

Either way it is 12 am so there weren’t much people out anyway.

“Do we even have a topic?” I ask.

“No but we can just start speaking and see where it gets us” Nick replies.

“Do you guys want anything from Walgreens before we start?” Matt questions as he looks at Nick and I from the rearview mirror.

“Yes I want candy and a drink” Nick says.

“Me too” I say looking at Matt.

“Alright I’ll go get it” He answers while unbuckling his seat belt.

“I’ll go with you” I quickly say.

“Yea same you never get me the right candy” Chris rolls his eyes.

“Ok well I guess I have to go too now” Nick sighs.

We all got our candy and drinks except for Nick who couldn’t decide what he wanted to drink. Per usual.

“For the love of god Nick fucking choose” Chris groans.

“But there’s so many options!! I can’t do this” Nick replies grabbing his hair in frustration.

“Nick if you don’t choose something in the next 20 seconds we’re leaving” Matt sternly says.

“Oh my god look” Nick gasps.

“What” I say confused.

“They have glass bottles of coke!” Nick exclaims grabbing one from the fridge.

“Why the fuck would you want a glass bottle of coke? Just get the can” Chris comments.

“No I’m getting this. What if it tastes better in a glass bottle than in a can?” Nick questions.

“Just give me the damn thing so I can pay and go film the video for fucks sake” Matt says annoyed at his brother, as he walks to the check out.

“Mamas mad” I joke causing Chris and Nick to laugh.

“What the fuck is up YouTube! Welcome back to this week’s Friday video that we happen to be filming on a Sunday” Chris screams as soon as the camera starts recording, causing us all to flinch.

“Chris stop being so loud” I say grabbing his arm.

“Well we have to have a memorable intro no?” He answers, turning his body to look at me in the backseat.

“Well yea but don’t yell” I chuckle.

“Guys is it just me or did this car shrink” Nick says moving around swinging the bottle of coke in his hands.

“Nick stop you’re gonna hit me” I say shielding my face in case he does hit me.

“I hope he hits you and you break your nose” Matt says with no emotion on his face.

“Damn alright Matthew very sweet of you” I sarcastically say.

“Did you guys know that every star you see in the night sky is bigger and brighter than our sun” Chris randomly says.

“That’s not fucking true” Matt argues.

“IT IS TRUE SEARCH IT UP” Chris yells.

“Chris how many times do I have to tell you to stop screaming!” I raise my voice at him.

“Well he’s doubting my facts!” He argues back.

“Well Matt did you search it up?” Chris smirks.

“Shut up” Matt smiles.

“I told you soooo” Chris laughs.

“I finished my coke” Nick burps.

“You’re gross” I scrunch my face.

“Yea dude stop fucking burping everywhere you’re turning into Chris” Matt replies going off what I said.

“What did you say to me? I am most definitely not turning into Chris. In fact I’m better” Nick starts to argue still swinging the bottle around as he moves his arms.

“Hey! What did I do!” Chris complains.

“Oh my god” I sigh knowing they’re all about to fight.

“Oh shut up Chris sit down” Matt says in Chris’s face.

“You sit down tough guy get out of my face” Chris argues back.

“Can ya’ll just shut up please” I say rubbing my temples.

“Sorry sorry” Nick says exhaling as he rests his head on the head rest of Matt seat.

“Here I’m done with my Pepsi” Chris throws his empty can at me.

“Do I look like a trash can to you” I say annoyed.

“I’m done with my sprite too” Matt says throwing his empty spite bottle in my face.

“Oh my god why am I being attacked” I laugh.

“Wait this was from yesterday I’m done with it too” Chris adds on, throwing an empty Fanta bottle at my face again while laughing.

“That’s so gross” I laugh at him.

“Oh take this one too” Matt laughs throwing another empty soda bottle in my face which I attempt to shield.

“How dirty is your fucking car” I giggle.

“Here take mine too” Nick says throwing his glass bottle at my face, forgetting it’s glass.

“Ow Nick what the fuck that’s glass!” I raise my voice grabbing my nose as I feel a burning sensation.

“Oh shit I forgot it’s glass oh my god” Nick gasps.

“Nick why the fuck would you do that! You ok y/n?” Chris yells at Nick then turns to me.

“No not really” I quietly say trying to hold back tears.

“Lift your head up y/n” Matt softly says grabbing my chin to lift my face.

Their eyes all widen as they see blood coming out of my nose.

“Oh fuck” Chris says getting out of the car and opening the door to my side.

“Y/n im so sorry oh my god” Nick freaks out.

“Nick apologize later right now to into Walgreens and buy tissues or paper towels and some Advil for the pain. A bottle of water too” Matt says to Nick then rushing to where Chris had pulled me out of the car so I wouldn’t get blood on the seats.

“C’mere sit down and tilt your head up” Chris softly says pulling me to the ground and gently grabbing my head and tilting it back.

“I’m gonna have a panic attack I hate blood” I say as my breathing picks up and tears slowly slide down my face.

“Hey hey shh. It’s ok me and Chris are right here with you and Nick is getting some stuff to help you ok? It’s okay” Matt comforts me and pinches the bridge of my nose to help stop the flow of the blood and rubs on of my shoulder with his other hand.

“Does it hurt?” Chris asks while he rubs my knee.

“Mhm” I mumble closing my eyes.

“Here I got the stuff. Fuck I’m so so sorry please don’t die” Nick freaks out.

“Nick she’s not gonna die don’t say shit like that calm down” Chris replies.

“It’s okay Nick it was an accident I forgive you” I quietly say trying not to move my head much.

“Alright here hold that there” Matt puts some paper towels under my nose to soak the blood which was starting to become less.

“Can you swallow a pill?” Nick questions.

“Mhm” I nod.

“Open” Chris taps the side of my cheek indicating me to open my mouth, and so I do.

“Here’s water” Chris softly says, handing me water to swallow the pill he put in my mouth.

“How’s your nose sweetheart?” Matt asks, moving hair out of my face.

“It’s better and the blood stopped” I answer moving the paper towel away to see that there was no more blooding come out.

“Y/n I’m so sorry please forgive me” Nick engulfs me in a hug.

“It’s ok Nick I promise. I’m not mad it was just an accident” I say forgiving him and hugging him back.

“Alright c’mon let’s just go back home and order food and watch a movie how does that sound?” Chris asks me as he helps me up so we can all get back into the car.

“Mhm sounds good” I mumble.

“I kinda jinxed this whole situation I said I hope he hits you” Matt laughs as he starts the car.

“You really did jinx it Matt” I say.

“Guys the camera was recording the whole time” Chris points out.

“Well then this a hell of a video” Nick laughs.

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Tried my best 🤗😛

#y/n #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo x reader #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo smut #matthew sturniolo #happy friday #walgreens

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thefunkfactory · 3 days

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D1 Gooner

(before)

Eric was sitting on the sidelines as halftime was quickly approaching. Twiddling his thumbs for almost every game was not exactly what he had in mind when he got his scholarship on account of his football prowess, yet here he was. His coach came up to him and patted him on the shoulder and said “We are gonna stick you in for the last few minutes of the quarter” nervous but excited, Eric stood up ready to be swapped in.

Eric ran in and took up his temporary position as a linebacker, as the game commenced again Eric quickly found himself sprinting with the ball in hand. Hearing the footsteps behind him approaching with an intimidating haste Eric broke into an even faster sprint when he felt two hands latch onto him from behind as he was tackled to the floor by the biggest guy on the opposing team. Dazed, Eric looked up at the guy who had just taken him down. The big brute was coated in sweat and smelled horrible but what drew Eric’s attention was the fact that his eyes were crossed and he was drooling like a dog. Eric opened his mouth as the shock receded and the pain set in and as soon as he did he felt as the huge beast atop him dribbled his saliva into Eric’s mouth. Closing his mouth out of disgust, one of the opposing teams players ran over and said to the tackler “Yo bro get off of him ya big oaf!”, and at the command of the smaller player the huge dude got off of Eric.

Eric got escorted off the field, being that he had all the wind knocked out of him and was having a hard time breathing. While sitting back on the sidelines and trying to catch his breath he was watching his teammates and suddenly popped a hard-on, “Weird…” Eric thought to himself, he wasn't looking at any hot babes so he was a little confused as to why he was hard. He chalked it up to adrenaline and just tried to ignore it but as he began to feel more and more pressure building beneath his jockstrap he limped up to his coach and with staggered breathing told him he was going to the bathroom.

As soon as he entered the bathroom he rushed into the biggest stall and sat down on the toilet, unlacing and pulling down his pants to reveal his slightly yellowing jock. Ripping that off too revealed his dick, hard as steel and built like two Coke cans stacked on top of each other. Eric was absolutely shocked, he had never been this big before in the past 20 years of his life, he reached down and grabbed it and it felt like he just had gotten a static shock to his head as soon as he wrapped his hand around the base. Furrowing his brows and ignoring the feeling that just shot through his head he began moving his hand up and down. It felt like static shock after static shock had gone through his brain with every stroke and his body suddenly after just a few strokes felt like it was on fire. He started profusely sweating and panting as his body tried to naturally cool itself off, when that didn’t work Eric stripped down to nothing. In the span of just a few minutes he had gone from fully clothed and with a good head on his shoulders to butt-ass naked and dazed. After completely shedding his clothes and pads, he again encased his cock in his meaty hand and resumed stroking. With every stroke he felt as if his thoughts were getting lighter and lighter, which they were. He realized as he was stroking that he was no longer thinking about bimbos and boobies, he was thinking about fucking his seed into a boyish twink with a soft, plump ass. Every time Eric pumped his dick his brain transformed into something more akin to airy cotton candy, sweet, light, and soft. Incapable of holding anything heavy or dense such as thoughts about what was happening to him. He knew something was wrong but it felt too good to question it and by the time a rational person would have at least tried to resist, it was too late for the horny college boy. Feeling his heavy balls preparing to shoot out a huge load of cum, an unfamiliar voice in his himbo-fied cotton candy brain told him “Stop.” and as if he had no free will, his hand immediately let go of his dick. Again he heard the voice utter the word “Edge”, and his hand took position again on his thick member as his strokes began again but for some reason he couldn’t bring himself to cum, even when his brain was flooded with nothing but bouncy boy butts. After a minute or two the voice came back, “Goon”, Eric’s eyes immediately went cross eyed and his tongue rolled out of his mouth as an idiot look took over his handsome face. For minutes Eric fist fucked himself, pumping his cock over and over again, until suddenly and without warning he heard the go ahead from the mysterious voice, “Cum”.

Eric painted the stall white with his cum, his brain had been zapped away for good and all he could think about was edging himself until he heard the voice again. In a state of pure bliss and stupidity Eric lifted up his arm and flexed it as he began to drool off of his now perpetually open mouth.

(after)

#dumber #himbofication #gooner #straight to gay #TTF

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naompspsps · 2 days

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The Vice Housewardens in the car with their lover who drives like a maniac.

Summary: Blame your parents for teaching you this. Now you can't stop driving like you're in a race with cars, so you're scaring the hell out of your boyfriend.

Ft. Trey, Ruggie, Jade, Jamil, Rook & Lilia x Gn!Reader [Seperate]

Established relationship for all<3 Trey foaming, Jamil being KAITO vibes and uh, Thas all. Rook being Rook.

A/n: Holy god YALL WERE SO SWEET WITH MY LAST POST ABT THE HOUSEWARDENS so with due happiness, Have a vice housewardens edition. (No ortho bcs uh, no)

! do not repost or translate my works anywhere. do not copy or use my works in any site, Reblogs are appreciated alot though !

Trey Clover

Worried. That's the only thing he has in mind.

He wouldn't try to be so worried, he would attempt to keep calm but end up being so panicked in life.

Who even opened your cage??

Well- Obviously it was him. He opened your cage and let him out to love so the blame is on him.

You just wanted to meet his family, You know, Get to know them before marrying him after you both graduate /j

Trey knew they would love you so much, You're sweet afterall.

Just uh.. Sweet in second place while recklessness goes in first.

So it's a weekend, And you plan to meet his family. But for a good first impression- You forced Trey to sit down on the fudging passengers seat before you whack him with a grandma's teeth.

That threat didn't scare him at all, btw. But when you mentioned you're gonna stop brushing your teeth guess who sat inside like a passenger princess

You obviously won't stop but you're happy it worked. Now you know what to use the next times.

To ease the tension between you both that happened for some reason, You laugh at him while driving.

Definitely laughing while calling him a princess.

"Hahahahaha princess Trey. Hahahahahah IWasAGirlInTheVillageDoingAlright----" coming out of your mouth

You love slandering Trey in a lovely way<3

Trey leans his forehead on the door, silently crying at the way you're teasing him for being at the passengers seat.

The muscular boyfriend being the princess was amusing your satisfaction of slander.

He'll definitely get you next time. He swears on that. (He will lose I swear)

You take a turn to the highway, catching a sign.

Ooh, shiny sign~

You stick your tongue out and start driving as if you were racing with these random cars.

What does Trey do?? Literally have a late reaction and press his back harder against the car seat, trying not to move alot.

He tries to speak the idea of menacing-ly driving out of you, but it fails to his ego.

It makes it even worse with the way you just gesture him to be quiet.

You laugh, Catching the sign you've always wanted to do again. You do this multiple times but.. Once a week isn't always hitting different. You press your feet against the pedal, pushing it as the car continued to speed faster. Trey stares at nothing before reacting startled in 2 seconds. He felt his soul disappear. What the actual cupcakes and cakes does he do?? Trey leans his back against the seat of the car, trying his best to not fall forward. "[Name]. [N-Name] please. [Name] Stop-" Trey begs, but you put up a hand infront of him. "Uh uh, Shut up, princess." "W-we can do that too.. That's fine- We're totally not gonna die. TOTALLY NOT GONNA D- [NAME]!!! THE CAR WAS ABOUT TO HIT US- STOOOOP-"

Spoiler alert: You don't stop.

Plus, It was just one car. You shrug, humming while taking rough turns.

Trey looks at you. Like, Girly pop- (even if ur not a girl, cater taught him those.)

Girly pop-- Why. Why are you being like this.

Trey smiles nervously, Totally not sweating from nervousness if you both are gonna die here.

He hasn't even given Riddle the best tarts ever, or say goodbye to his family.

You are ending his life right here right now??

From your rough driving, He's definitely about to faint. Never in his life has he seen a person drive like there's no tomorrow.

You take another rough turn, and another, and another. The way to his home has alot of turns..

You don't even know what you're doing and why you keep taking alot of turns but ok.

And plus, nobody seems to be complaining about a crazy mf driving so you're all good that's what you know.

So taking the last turn before driving to his home, you had to slow down as quick as you can and pull on the breaks.

Look at your right, babes!

Trey is dead :D

Trey is foaming :D

You literally just killed Trey and now he's foaming.

What do you have to say about that now??? You have killed your boyfriend just with the way you drive! :DD

You literally have millions to explain to Trey and his family.

Who tf taught you that, why, where, when and what.

It was fun but at what cost??

You take a turn, catching Trey's house in the distance. You press your foot hard against the pedal to slow down, then pulling the breaks to stop the car fron going any further. Lucky you, Your parents put doubke safety in the seatbelt so the people in the car including you won't go flying in the air! You lean your head on the head rest, laughing at the fun.

"Haha! Trey that was- TREY- HOLY F-" You see your boyfriend foaming, his head placed against the side of the head rest. He shakily nods, trying to get the seatbelt off of him before opening the door and falling flat on the floor. "TREY YOUR GLASSES-" Trey lays flat on the floor like a paper. "Goodness-" You laugh. "Well- I got alot of explaining to do. Tooooo your family..." You hop out of the car, locking the doors and lifitng Trey up, his arm around your shoulder as you guide him through the door of his house.

Ruggie Bucchi

It's a second years thing to feel horrified around you. Maybe 17 is a good age to be horrified with a driver lile you.

Also you cannot tell me this man isn't a vice housewarden he was in charge of the dorm in book 6 while leona was out doing flips

He knows he's done these kinds of things when he's on a broom, But he doesn't know you're capable of doing a cars version.

Listen, He just wanted to chill in Shaftlands because you were.. Well, A bit desperate to bring him to this one field of flowers.

The only reason he agreed was because he loves you and you said there were dandelions there.

Also, You said there's a repayment if he agreed. Who would say no to that??

Let me tell you one thing Leona witnessed, Ruggie choking on his water when he saw you in such a stunning outfit.

You already looked pretty to him in general, So you killed him double just by seeing you in an outfit you planned out.

You both arrive at your car, and you open the door for him before you enter the driver's seat.

There we go! Now you both just have to drive all the way there.

You felt Ruggie look at you, and look away. Look back. Okay, they know: look away. Waaait.. Look bac- Nevermind they're looking.

It was adorable at how his ears twitch when he got caught looking at you, as he casually looks out the window.

hand under his chin while the elbow is comfortably placed on a surface of the car door

If only you could take a picture of that. Ugh. The pain...

You chuckle then remember one thing.

Damn, How the heck did you forget about the snacks at the back seat.

You remind Ruggie and Swoop! The hyena is hanging on the side his car seat, trying to get a snack he wants to eat.

You see his tail when you look to your side. You try not to hold it, but intrusive thoughts win. And there, you booped his tail. He jumped and quickly looks at you.

He has questions, But you acted like nothing happened and continued looking at the road.

You hum, Still trying to think if you should take a picture of him. You're driving though.. You need the best view and quality if you're gonna keep it. You sigh. Guess you can't do it.. You focus back on the road. "I'm hungry." Ruggie suddenly says, Which makes you remember of something. "Oh yeah- Don't worry about that, There's food behind you." Ruggie immediately takes a look at the back seat. "Oh heck yeah! Food!" He slides in between the passenger and driver's seat, and your eyes only focus on his tail. You softly raise your hand, and hold it. "Ay! What're you doing?!" "Nothin. Just feeling~"

this crazy mf.

Ruggie takes chips, why not.

Oh, He also feeds you. You're just chilling, driving calmly that totally won't turn into a menacing drive in a minute or two.

He just passes you a chip. And if you refuse it, He will pull up the worst yet best threat.

"If you don't eat it after our date you'll find out the gasoline in your car is gone replaced with water in your gas, and the front is smoking from chips in the machines."

Oh damn. That hit your race car driver persona hard.

You slowly lean sideways to take the chip in your mouth.

Well, he certainly knows how to make you take the food he's feeding you.

While he eats, You see your buddy.

THE SIGN- THE SIIIIIGN

You tell Ruggie to buckle up and protect his chips. He doesn't know why you had to say that but he does it anyways.

You had to make sure Ruggie has his sealtbelt on, and his chips well-protected before speeding up.

Calm driver [Name] = Crazy mf [Name]

Now he knows why you told him.

He holds back, He tries to hold everything he sees, his chips- HIS CHIPS-

He pulls up the 'stop the car' phrase

You don't stop. Ruggie is now horrified and traumatized.

LEONA NEVER DROVE LIKE THIS???

do you perhaps need the therapist after this??

Why're you driving like a black hole is chasing yall????

Sigh. And he hasn't even said goodbye to his grandma 😧

He isn't reacting crazy like Trey, he's just.. laughing. (laughing like furina /hj)

Forget the Sheeheehee, He needs HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA???????!!!

You take the biggest turn ever, causing Ruggie to bump his head on the car window.

Then you stop the car

If you look, you just murdered someone.

Obvi ruggie isn't dead fr but he literally has his head low, the seatbelt holding him back from falling forwards and his chips.

Oh. Well..

Order of the court, [Name] is Guilty ☝

You see the field of flowers in the distance, You just need to take a turn... You hold the steering wheel tightly and turning it, making the rough turn. You slow down the car, before pressing on the breaks. "Aaand- Done! We're he- Ruggie??" You look at Ruggie. "Ruggie- Are you- RUGGIE???" You tap him, multiple times. And still won't wake up. "Ah.. I think I went too far.." "YA THINK??!"

Ruggie raises his head back up, startling you. "BITC- WE ALMOST DIED." "Yeah I know but atleast we're still alive??" You shrug. "WHAT EVEN WAS THAT???" You take the keys of the car in your hands. "Errr- No limit speed highway?" You answer. "WHAT IS THAT??" You open the car door, stepping out of the car. "Come on, I'll tell you about it, get outta the car with your snack." Ruggie leaves in a moment of silence. "I don't want to get out of the car..." "So you want me to carry you? C'mere Ruggie." "I want to get out of the car."

Jade Leech

Again, Horrified. But that's only when the process is happening, when it ends he's gonna be smug about it, shocked, but smug. And- He's never been in a car. And a driver who drives like a drunkard rushing to get home due to curfew.

He's glad he found a lover like you, caring, and even cares for the twin, not just him. But you focus on him more than Floyd.

That's just his biggest quality he loves about you, you care for his family but you still focus on him.

Like- Jade's hungry? You get him food but before going, you ask Floyd if he's also hungry and if he says no you make sure triple times he's sure of his answer.

If Floyd does say yes, You grab a snack and throw it at him without warning. It's just how you both bond with each other.

You're caring in Jade's perspective, Reckless, But caring. He has alot of likes about you.

Which is why in order to fulfill your biggest quality too; He asks you what you desire to do the most.

You tell him you like to drive.

So he asks you on a late night drive date.

You're incredibly happy. So happy you start flopping around your room /not literally but think what you wanna think

So now you both are in the car with a bunch of snacks in a basket on Jade's lap.

You're ready to drive!!

Jade would be amazed at the controls and ask they mean, so you answer while trying to find the beach that connects to the coral sea.

Because you want Jade to be happy that it's connected to the coral sea. Even if his home might be far away, you still want to do it.

Also, There's alot of sparkling stuff in the sand, It's a place you always went when it's your parents' anniversary.

You haven't really thought of what you both should do, but you thought of going to that one restaraunt near the beach.

And look at the views, stargaze.

It would also help with your assignment, it was required to look at the stars and study it anyways.

On your way, you see the no limit sign.

The happiness is inside you.

Also, reminder that Jade also does not know about these signs.

Probably knows the speed ones but doesn't know the no limit speed sign, or if it even exists.

Do these type of signs exist underwater??? Probably not.

So confusions just happened to stay inside of Jade, Wondering why you're driving faster. Alright, He's heard alot about speeding up and why driving fast is dangerous, That's just what he heard from other students.

So why are you speeding-

Your bestfriend appears infront of your eyes, oh, the no limit speed sign. "Buckle up, Jade, Things are gonna get messy." Jade looks at you. "What do you mean by that- Also, Why are you speeding??" He tries to read your body language, only to see your hands sturdy against the steering wheel, Your eyes narrowing at the road and foot pressed on the accelerator. "[Name], are you sure this is safe." "Yep. Trust me in this." "Are you sure. Double sure?" "Yep."

The more the car accelerates, the more Jade starts to get worried, but remain calm.

Overtaking cars and you aggressively turning the steering wheel is quite scary to him, for some reason.

Like he knows the possiblity of death if you crash into another car, so if you are a professional in driving, then why are you even driving like that as if you know those kinds of rules even exist-???

Forget confusions, His emotions turn into terror when you perfectly overtake another car that was also speeding, how???

Jade was amused, only for a second before you dodge a car that was in your way.

He felt that fear in his body. Definitely.

You remember the road leading to the beach, so you start to wonder: When tf will this no limit speed road end

i mean you don't want it to end at all, but you can tell your boyfriend is near vomitting.

Can't seem to stop though, the cars are also fast, so you can't slow down.

You see the sparkles of the sand, so you take a turn, and drove over a bump that caused Jade to hit his head.

You look for a spot to park in an instant, and drove to it before stopping the car.

Jade will definitely throw up. He will actually throw up.

He has to ask his questions though; He didn't know you would be able to pass through the speed without panicking.

Is he still up for eating?? Maybe, He'll manage to get over it.

You pull the breaks, making you both jerk forward a bit. You stare at nothing, slowly smiling to laughing. "Haha! Oh my goodness! That was so fun-" You lean your back against the seat and exhale a soft sigh. "Wasn't it Ja- Oh. A-are you okay??" You ask. "Just a bit sick. But it was quite impressive." Jade answers. "You know you could just throw up outside-" "No." "Uh.. 'Kay, If you say so.. There's a plastic in the trunk- You wanna-" "No." You sigh. And you did it again.

"Like I said, That actually impressed me. So no need to feel guilty." Jade smiles. "Oh.. Thanks?" "Though- How come you never told me you knew these kinds of tricks?" He leans closer to you. "Well It's not really what I'd call tricks- My parents just taught me this and now I consider it as my habit-" "Hmm.. Interesting. Interesting indeed." He nods. You also nod, but gulp from the sudden nervousness. "S-so you still up for food?.." "Yes." "You sure?" "Yes." "You sure you won't throw up?" "Yes I'm sure." "Okay.."

Jamil Viper

Save him. That's all I have to say. He starts apologizing to everyone, and thank everything when he's still alive.

He is the only person between you and Kalim that is sane. You both are an issue in his mind.

Atleast he still loves you, but sometimes he just has to have a crisis atleast twice a day with you and Kalim doing the craziest things known to humanity.

He fits every swearing memes because of you, He has to stop Kalim flying higher on his broom, and when he looks back at you, You plan to jump off the broom from high up.

You're one year older than him, Why are you being more troublesome than him?? (Well, Maybe because he's literally someone that doesn't want to mess up their hair because it took 1 hour to be styled that way.)

You have the full adult pass, but he feels like you need the kiddie pass.

Aside from crying over you and Kalim's stupidity, He still loves you alot.

Cooks for you, You help him with a homework if he doesn't know, And you teach Kalim about the lesson instead of Jamil because baby is stressed :<

He needs to have a break, so you're here teaching what you know from last year.

Reckless people can still focus on lessons well, yk?? Like Ace, Carefree, but good at math.

You always have to talk to Kalim in your own way, like the 'dinner tomorrow me' (tell me yall seen that meme before 😭)

And for that, Jamil needs to give you kissies because you literally helped Kalim understand.

After you go to him, He literally is laying on his bed (Ahem, You forced him to go take a nap. Knocked him out with a pan /j.)

He stares at you and the moment you say "all good he understands" He shouts a hard question to Kalim who is just by his door and Kalim just answers it correctly.

What does he do? Get up, Tell Kalim to close the door, and when he does..

Lifts you up, Throws you on the bed and jumps back on the bed, cuddling with you.

Just imagine him doing the cannonball thing and clinging on you.

While you both sleep together, He just whispers. "I wanna have a date with you tomorrow."

You snore in response. How tf is he gonna understand what you said

You open your eyes and nod, a yes.

Jamil thought you were about to say no but something kicked him and said you mf that was a yes

But with that, He smiled.

On the date you volunteered to be the one driving. The best places that Vil told you both were this one restaraunt with the best views.

You knew what he was talking about, But Jamil was a bit confused.

So you surprise him with it, He's wondering where you're planning to take him or if it's kidnapping, but meh.

While you two were just driving, You spot your bestie.

Oh bestie sign.. How much we miss you.

Jamil's heart races in an instant seeing the sign and the car slowly getting faster. speechless, then when you overtake the car for his first time he sees you do that,

and probably lets out a girly scream.

He apologize to everyone in the middle of his mumbles at this point.

You spot the sign, and smirk. Jamil hums and looks at the sign with the same moment as the car speeding. He looks at you, then infront of him that slowly starts to speed more. Speed more than what he thought. "[Name]- What are you doing. [Name]-- AAAAH-" He watches you overtake a car perfectly, He mumbles inaudible words, But you know it's about how worried he is. "And I am s- THE CAR- KALIM, I AM SORRY FOR PURPOESELY PUTTING EXTRA SALT IN YOUR BOWL, I WAS FORCED BY FLOYD, AZUL I AM NOT SORRY FOR THROWING YOU AND JADE I AM SORRY FOR COOKING YOUR MUSHROOMS-"

You definitely would laugh at him apologies, He did those??

You imagine yourself in a race, driving and trying to get in first place. If you want the perfect time to look at the view, You have to be early.

You gotta be, This is your boyfriend you're talking about.

Jamil be hitting that KAITO god is a woman scream, you could even play the background music in your head and listen to him hitting the high note.

It's not a too slow ride because you have absolutely no time for driving slowly, You need to get there in order to get the best seats for a view.

It's like trying to fight over the last stock of something.

Throw others and get the stock, buy it.

You finally take the stop, Jamil thanking Kalim, Floyd and Jade for forgiving him (As if they know he's apologizing 😭)

You look at him, and his gaze is piercing into your soul, so what do you do? Look at his nose and not his eyes because you can already tell he's waiting for you to look at him in the eyes.

Definitely to hypnotize you to drive slower, What else??

You tell Jamil you guys are already here though, so he looks away from you and looks at the restaraunt.

damn, that's one fancy restaraunt.

You pull on the breaks, exhaling a huff and smiling. "Satisfied?" Jamil breaks the silence, his voice a bit more.. Ehh, Threatening. You knew what it meant. He was staring at you. You look at him, your eyes moving to his nose. "Aahhh, Yeah.." You mumble. "You. Almost. Killed. Us." "Yeaahhh.. You may think that but-- My parents taught me well, I know how to handle that without dying!" You answer. "Don't care. You should've warned me." You sigh. "We're here though."

You point at the restaraunt, Jamil looks out the car window. "Dang, that's one fancy restaraunt." He whispers. "Yeah, Vil told me this is a restaraunt with the best views." You chuckle. "Reviews or literal views?" "Both, but what I'm pointing out right now are views. Like, a beautiful sunset by the window." Jamil hums. "I still don't forgive you for nearly giving me a heart attack, but alright." "Will you forgive me if I buy you curry? Extra seasonings." "You are forgiven, Let's go."

Rook Hunt

Unfazed. Because he knows everything. Everything and Everything about you. He's not even surprised at your skills.

Ever since he started dating you, the things he found out about you were the way you drive, and who taught you those.

Basically everything about you he knew, and you knew he knew because you heard of Rumors.

Rumors that he's a stalker :l

Did that rumor disturb you? No, Did it disturb other people that you didn't feel scared of the rumor about him?

Also no, Because they have no care in life of what could happen to you.

That's one thing he was glad, that you weren't afraid of him.

Your efforts in trying not to blush when you saw a quick photo of him during first years, or the ones that Vil quickly showed you before Rook sees him showing you.

even if he was literally right behind you both.

It scared you a bit, but he was completely fine with you looking at his old photos that you definitely remembered.

You had to ask the world why his freckles had to go. Like if his fluffy hair is gone, then atleast bring back his freckles.

Also--- How did he manage to get your first year pics??

You kept that in your room!

Anyways, Enough about the past, y'all are def fond of having dates. Though, You never really have gone through a no limit speed sign.

That is, Until Rook thought you should finally meet his family. You both are gonna be in fourth year soon anyways.

So here you are, In sunset savanna, with your car. (Don't ask how it got there. Nobody knows how cars transport to another land too.)

Survive the heat babyyyy...

Lilia Vanrouge

Rook knows all about sunset savanna, even the places with the no limit sign. Literally where exactly you two are heading at right now.

Just as you were talking to Rook, listening to his stories about his family.

The moment you see it, Hallelujah, God answered your prayers. THE SIGN-

You see the sign, and you get so so so so so very happy.

Rook knew you were gonna have that reaction.

"Go take a right when you see two ways. Anyways- Then my mother was all--" You hum while Rook was your GPS, You take a right leading to a highway, As you saw a sign. Of course, To avoid getting stopped by a police, You look at the sign and see something very.. Unexpected. Rook chuckled. "Huh. [Name], Surprising right?" He smiles at you. "Go Crazy, Amour." Rook gestures you. You smile at him and snap your knuckles.

You do what he tells you to do, You went crazy on the highway. Driving, overtake, driving, overtake.

If someone asks you what your favorite words are, It would be Racing, Driving, And Overtaking.

Rook would chuckle at how professional you are. He was aware of your skills, but he's never seen it.

So now, He gets to see it.

While you drive, He grabs his camera and points it at you taking as much as pictures he can get to place on his wall inside that damn wallpaper 💀💀

You don't mind, Atleast it's you he's taking pictures of, not other people that might get you all jealous.

He literally does not care how aggressive you can go with driving.

Just as long as he has pictures of this lovely moment, that he can hold on for a long time.

When you finally spot the area Rook has been telling you about, You spin the steering wheel and slow down, to wait for Rook to tell you to stop.

Well, Damn, time to meet his family.

You laugh, The feeling of speed finally getting to fill in your oxygen! You spot the area Rook described once, and turned to it. You slowed the car down. "Rook, Hun, Tell me when to stop." You hum before looking at him. "Wait- Are you okay? I didn't scare you did I now??" Rook shakes his head. "No, you didn't scare me even once, Amour." "Good.. I thought I scared you as usual when I drive with my friends."

Rook leans in closer to you. "Oh, You don't scare me at all. In fact- I get really impressed with just a single act of yours." You gulp, Ah. Do. Not. Blush. You nod softly. "Please tell me when to stop already. My hands are shaking." "Heh, Well- It's right over... Here. Stop." You pull the breaks, turning off the engine of the car. Rook grabs you by the wrist gently. "Woah, Calm down, What's with the hurry, Cheríe?" "Nothing, I'm just trying to make a good first impression." "I'm certain you don't need to. Just act the way you are."

Unfazed aswell. He's gone to war before. That's worse than your driving skills. Just a bit startled at how sudden it was, but then got used and also decided to vibe with you.

Lilia is like the supportive bf, While you're a very.. Reckless lover.

But even with that, You still love to care. Like Silver! He Is just- Sleeping so you place your folded blazer on his head for a pillow.

And you always love to tap on Lilia's hair. Y'know, the part that stands up??

It's just so perfect.

how does it form so perfectly like that.

And he loves your reactions to whenever he scares you. That's amusing.

You always wonder why he never judges with how dangerous the situations are around you,

because he was a general, ykwim??

He's been in more dangers than you, and always nearly dying.

While you- Yeah okay you also almost die in all moments.

First of all, Who lets you have a skateboard and skate on bars that lead down the hill???

Second of all, Who just let you to jump off the balcony with your broom.

You are in such luck that every danger you stumble upon on, Lilia is always there to save you. (Xiao referenceee)

Oh, You're falling down the stairs? Coincidentally, Lilia was passing by the stairs and just catches you!

And he knows what you want. If you wanted to ask him on a date, He just looks at you and asks you first.

Happy, You nod and laugh crazily in your mind.

You wanted it to be a night drive, Because Lilia is not a morning person. That's what you took note of.

but..

Who's driving? You and Lilia look at each other. You volunteer, so Lilia just follows your orders and sits inside like a princess. (On purpose to make you smile.)

He has a princess pose, All elegant. (Definitely got that from Meleanore when they were kids)

You enter the car, asking Lilia if he wants to play music.

of course he does, why doesn't he want to.

You turn the music on, Vibing and screaming lyrics as you both just drive around.

Probably go stop to get food and stop driving for a while before going back to driving around.

While you two vibe, You both see the sparkling sign.

He knows what the sign means, And you do too.

So you step on the pedal as quick as you can.

it startled Lilia, But then got used to it as he started to vibe louder, making you want to shout out the lyrics too.

You see a sign in the distance, so you take a closer look at it and see; A white circle shaped sign with 5 black stripes. Where have this sign been your whole life. You look at Lilia for a quick second to make sure he has his seatbelt on tightly, and you step on the accelerator pedal. "Woah!- Well- Aren't you in such a mood." Lilia leans back on his seat, bringing his hand closer to the radio and putting the volume a bit more higher. You look at Lilia. "You're in a fun mood too, Ya know."

Empty highways with no limit speed rules are just the best to you both.

where you both can just scream out the lyrics and vibe.

There's more to the vibing, but the most things you both do is sing along.

Tell me when he would stop because he will never.

And tell me he won't vibe into That's what I like by Bruno Mars.

Because he would hear you vibe and he vibes aswell.

Ignore the scary and rough turns you do, he just loves the adrenaline run in you both as if you both share the same adrenaline.

Now this: This is the life with you both. It would've been more fun with cars were around where you could overtake them and laugh with Lilia, but I guess this is better than nothing.

"SAY YOU WANT A GOOOOOOOOOD TIIIIIIME" coming outta you and Lilia.

Trust me when I say when you both finally take a stop near a drive-thru, yall's voices are done.

The person speaking to take your orders might be wondering 'why tf are these two's voices so dry?? You both need like, free water or something??"

You pull the breaks, Cheering with Lilia. "WOOO!!" You yell. "Ahhh- What fun that was!" He stretches, turning the volume down. "This is probably one of the best dates I've ever had." You whisper. "Not the one where you managed to trick random people into thinking there's a mimic at the amusement park during midnight?" "Hey! That one goes in first."

"Hmm, You sure?" Lilia laughs. "Yes I'm sure now be quiet!" You cross your arms. "Ah, Our voices are so dry." Lilia points out, And you clear your throat. "Yeah Clearing our throat doesn't help at all. Luckily, There's a drive-thru right infront of us." You point at it. "Well that's a perfect moment." Lilia chuckles. After a moment of silence, Lilia breaks it. "....Can I be the one to drive now?" "Sure. Show me what you got, Bat." "Oh I will Darling."

Author's End Note: Hiiii This took so long because my tumblr was broken as heck (insert really cool end note)

! do not repost or translate my works anywhere. do not copy or use my works in any site, Reblogs are appreciated alot though !

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xxchumanixx · 2 days

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Uno pt. 1

Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary: You're teaching Bucky how to play Uno, but it takes a different turn than expected.

Warnings/Tags: fluff, Bucky being sweet and caring, make out session

Word count: tba

Authors note: Hello my loves! The idea for this came when I looked at my brand new The Mandalorian Uno, as I was watching Falcon and The Winter Soldier for the second time in two days (whupsi).

I'm definitely going to make a part two, we can't let naked action with Bucky slide, can we?

Enjoy!

It had been a while since you and Bucky started having game nights, playing cards and board games, whilst casually chatting.

Since working with Sam, Bucky was more relaxed, spending more time with you, after he started to work on himself.

You couldn't deny that your weekly game night was the highlight of your week, his presence enough to soothe everything that occurred over the days in between.

Of course, your ever growing feelings for him had a say in the matter, too.

"Let's play Uno!" you suggested, holding up the red box in your hand for him to see, when you returned from the drawer that held all the games you owned.

He cocked a brow, the bottle in his hand stopping mid-air, before he sat it back down.

"What's Uno?" he wanted to know, brows furrowing. "It's a card game." you replied, sitting back down in the chair to his right, placing the box on the table in front of you. "Don't worry, I'll teach you how to play."

"Never heard of it." he mumbled, fingers tracing over the letters on the front of the box. "Well, it's old, but not as old as you." you told him, smirking.

He scoffed at your words, playfully rolling his eyes. "I'm 106." he retorted, leaning forward with his arms crossed on the table. "And the game is 55." you retorted, cocking a brow at him with a grin on your lips.

"So you're almost twice as old."

He leaned back in the chair again, shaking his head in amusement, as he sipped his beer.

"Don't worry, you don't look like 106, though." you assured him with a wink, the alcohol loosening your tongue and nerves a bit.

He definitely didn't look like 106, more like so smoking hot you're gonna burn yourself.

He chuckled, wiggling his brows once, heart fluttering in your chest.

Taking the cards out of the box you pushed it aside, gathering the cards in your hands to shuffle them.

They were slightly curved and wrinkled from all the previous games played with them.

"First, you shuffle." you told him, starting to shuffle the cards. He huffed, eyes closely watching you, though.

"Never would have guessed."

Rolling your eyes, you tried to concentrate only on the shuffling, some of the cards spilling, though. His intense gaze made your hands tremble, nerves spilling over.

"Let me." he spoke up, carefully taking the cards from your hands, gathering the spilled ones. Shivers ran down your spine at his touch.

"My hand still hurts, I guess that's why I can't shuffle them as good, you know." you tried to cover it up, hinting at the accident you had when you tried to clean your windows this morning, falling from the small ladder, your hand partly taking the brunt.

It didn't hurt anymore, still you used it as a cover, as it came in handy in that moment.

He simply hummed, starting to shuffle the cards. He didn't want to think about what might have happened, if the ladder had been higher.

It took him a second to get back into it, but when he did, you couldn't help but stare. His hands expertly shuffled the cards, moving so swiftly, you thought he was playing some trick on you.

Though his fingers did a whole another trick on you, goosebumps covering your bare arms.

Swallowing, you tried not to think about what his hands could possibly do, too much.

Clearing your throat, you tore your gaze away.

"Everyone gets seven cards, dealt face down." you continued to explain, waiting for him to deal the cards. "The rest of the cards is placed in a draw pile face down."

He nodded, placing the pile in the middle of the table.

"Then you take the card on top, turn it around and place it beside the pile. This way you know which card to play."

He did what he was told, frowning at the sign on the card.

"Oh." you made, huffing. "Well, this card means that the next player has to skip their turn. Which means that, seeing as I'd be the one to start, I have to skip and you begin."

You gathered the cards he had dealt in your hands, trying not to show any signs of what cards you had on your face.

"I recommend to sort them, so you'll find matching ones more easily." you told him, doing exactly that. "You have four colors: red, blue, yellow and green. They all go from one to nine. When, for example, a yellow eight is on top of the discard pile, you can either play a yellow card with any number, or an eight of any color."

He hummed, sorting his cards as well, frowning at ones he couldn't place yet, showing you that he had at least one action card.

"There are action cards, too." you continued, arms resting on the table, as you looked at him again. "There's the skip card, a reverse card with two arrows, indicating that you switch from clockwise to counterclockwise or vice versa, a draw two card in any color, which means you have to draw two cards if you can't stack it with one of your own draw two card, a wild card that can be placed on any other number card, and let's you pick a color, and the wild draw four, which is the same, but the person following has to draw four in addition."

He sighed, overwhelmed.

You sent him a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it, old man."

He sent you a pointed look, causing your smile to grow wider. He soon cracked a small smile of his own, though, not able to resist you, with a shake of his head.

Motioning for him to begin, you took a sip of your beer.

He thought for a moment, before he placed a blue one on top of the blue skip card. Humming, you placed a blue seven.

He frowned, sifting through his cards, coming up empty. "I guess I'll have to draw one when I can't play?" he spoke, eyes meeting yours in question.

You nodded, watching as he drew a card.

"Can't." he said, lips pursed. "Then it's my turn again." you returned, playing a red seven. "If you draw one but still can't play, your turn's over. There's a rule that says to draw until you can, but no one really uses that rule."

He nodded, scratching his chin, before playing a red draw two card.

Huffing, you shook your head, drawing two cards. He smirked your way, his dimples deepening.

"Your turn." you told him, after sorting your cards. "Don't you play after drawing the cards?" he asked, confused. Shaking your head, you denied with a smile. "No, the original rules say you don't. Even though most of the time we bend the rules a bit."

He chuckled, placing a red eight.

The game went on for a bit, him having to draw four, taking revenge with a duel of draw two cards, you ending up with six new cards on your hands.

"Oh, I forgot to mention that you have to say Uno! before you play your second to last card." you told him, just as he was about to play said card.

He frowned, but did as he was told, saying Uno!, before he played it.

You didn't have anything to let him draw cards, so when you played a green nine, he topped it with a red one.

Eyes wide, he cheered, grinning at you like a little boy who just received the greatest gift for Christmas.

Chuckling, you collected the cards, sorting them for him to shuffle again.

The game went on for a few rounds, him winning and losing, eager for more.

"I have a suggestion." you spoke up, watching as he shuffled the cards for the fifth time. He hummed, waiting for you to continue. "What about a drinking game?"

He cocked a brow, dealing the cards. "How does it work?"

Clearing your throat, you held up a finger, before getting up to gather two more beers.

When you returned, he had his cards already sorted, patiently waiting for you.

"So, when you are skipped, you have to drink one. When you have to draw cards, you drink the amount of cards you have to draw." you explained, handing him one of the bottles. "Means, if I have to draw four, I drink four as well."

He nodded, opening his bottle and handing it back to you, exchanging it for your unopened one, before he opened it as well.

The thoughtfulness of his actions had you smile to yourself, chest warming.

He was always somehow looking out for you, no matter how small the gesture.

It was one of the aspects that had you falling for him so hard.

You started the round, drinking and laughing.

When he played a draw two card mid-game, you topped it with one of your own, not expecting him to have another one on hand - and especially not to have a third, when you countered it, too.

Mouth agape, you stared at the pile in disbelieve, before your eyes went to his. He sent you a wink, smirking as he slightly leaned forward.

"Drink up, doll."

Swallowing, you did as you were told, drinking ten. Sighing, you drew ten cards afterwards, shaking your head in amusement.

His blue eyes were sparkling, sending shivers down your spine.

As the game continued on, he specified that the loser had to empty his bottle, no matter how much was left inside.

He was the first to do so.

An hour later you were into your sixth bottle, feeling good. The air was getting hotter, though it could have just been Bucky's presence.

Shouting in triumph, you played your last card, winning the current round. He shook his head with a grin, placing down his cards.

Only then did you notice how close he'd gotten during the rounds, legs brushing under the table.

"Drink!" you demanded breathlessly, grinning up at him. His eyes twinkled mischievously, head slightly tilted.

"What if I do this instead?" he asked, voice lowered to almost a whisper, as he leaned closer, breath fanning over your face. Your heart pounded violently in your chest, hands trembling, as your eyes flitted to his lips, when everything suddenly seemed to happen in slow-motion.

His nose brushed yours, as your eyes fluttered closed, before his lips met yours.

They were so soft, not rough.

Soft and sweet.

Your chair scraped over the floor, as he pulled it more towards him, so the table wasn't in the way anymore, your hands finding their way into his hair, tugging him closer.

His hands found your waist, pulling, until you were seated on his lap.

His tongue brushed over your lower lip and you let it in, sighing softly at the sensation. His flesh hand brushed over your back, slipping under your shirt.

Sparks elicited on your skin, wherever his fingers reached.

When you parted, you panted for air, eyes locked with his blue ones. His metal fingers came up to your face, brushing away a few strands of hair, before it cupped your cheek.

Swallowing, you moved on his lap the slightest bit, and he groaned, eyes fluttering closed for a second. His erection was straining his jeans, right between your legs.

Smirking, you did it again, only for his flesh hand to find your waist, stopping you.

"If you keep doing that, I won't be able to stop." he warned, breathing shakily, as his eyes met yours again.

"What if I don't want you to stop?" you whispered back.

Something rumbled deep in his chest, as his hand tightened its grip, moving you over his erection again.

You whimpered, mouth agape. His pupils were blown wide, eyes shining with lust and desire.

But there was something else, too: deep affection.

"Then I won't." he promised, lips attaching back to yours in a searing kiss. Licking into your mouth, his tongue fought with yours, his flesh hand descending, until it gripped your ass, pulling you flush against him.

You moaned into the kiss, not able to contain it, and he smirked against your lips.

"We should play Uno more often."

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rafeandonlyrafe · 18 hours

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your friendly neighborhood spiderman

words: 3k

warnings: spiderman!rafe, attempted robbery, friends to lovers, college student!reader, non canon spiderman things (no one tell miguel o'hara!)

huuuge shout out to @ladyinbl00d who inspired this completely <3

“did you see this new video of spiderman?” you question rafe, plopping down on the couch next to him, shoving your phone into his hand, already pulled open to tiktok. the video shows spiderman swinging through various buildings before disappearing into an alley.

“i wonder if that's near where he lives.” you hum, leaning your head against rafes shoulder. “you know, it's not that far from us.”

“what do you think of this spiderman guy anyways?” rafe questions, clicking the power button to get the screen to turn black. he's had enough spiderman for one night.

“i mean, he's like a hero right? he's great. and he protects the neighborhood which is what matters.” you nod, snatching your phone back from his hands.

“don't you have homework?” rafe asks as you begin to scroll again, trying to find more information.

“yeah, but don't you wanna know more? what if it's someone we know?” you gasp and turn to look at rafe. “what if it's someone in our building?”

“alright.” rafe chuckles, standing up and walking the short distance to your makeshift work area in the corner of the living room, pulling your chair away from the desk, “enough with this spider guy. get to work on your essay.”

“spiderman.” you clarify, but set your phone face down on the coffee table and take your seat at your desk, opening up your laptop.

despite rafes family being extremely wealthy in the outer banks, the money doesn't translate as well to new york city, so when you got accepted to a university in the city, rafe ended up renting a smaller apartment for the two of you.

you didn't expect your best friend to come with you, thinking you'd have to adjust to life without him, but rafe wasn't about to let you live alone in a big, often scary, city.

you finish your essay and quickly submit it, not bothering to proofread it as you navigate to instagram on your school laptop, looking for more spiderman sightings.

“y/n.” rafe says, making your eyes widen and slam the screen closed.

“yup?” you turn, a soft smile on your face, knowing you just got caught.

“time for bed.” he points towards your room, knowing you have your photography class early in the morning tomorrow.

“fine.” you roll your eyes. “you know, you're becoming more like ward every day.”

rafe sighs as you shut your door. he doesn't want to be treating you like this, but he knows the sun setting makes the criminals come out of hiding. he just wants to keep you safe and doing well in school, even if he does wish you chose one closer to home.

“neighborhood life.” you roll your eyes, linked arm in arm with your friend kayla. “i mean what does that even mean? you think an intro to photography class would give us more instructions. and then to say he doesn't want pictures of food stands or subways?”

“yeah, our professor sucks.” kayla agrees, camera hanging around her neck to snap a picture at a moments notice, while yours is shoved deep into your bag.

“maybe i can sit out on the fire escape tonight and try to get a picture of spiderman.” you hum, cheeks blushing slightly.

“that's actually a really good idea.” kayla admits with a nod. “i may just do the same.”

“ugh, i knew i never should have shared my idea with you, you bitch!” you say with a giggle, both dissolving into laughter as you reach your bus stop.

“what, you think spiderman is just going to conveniently fly by your window and you're gonna get a perfect picture?” rafe laughs.

you shrug. “stranger things have happened.”

“like what?” rafe questions, placing his hands on his hips.

“like your family finding all that gold.” you look to rafe, watching the way his face changes. you know there's something he isn't telling you about what happened. there's shame buried deep, and you're determined to find out what it is, but don't want to push your best friend and hurt his feelings.

“alright, sit out on the fire escape all night for all i care.” rafe shrugs.

and that is exactly what you do, sit on your windowsill, slipper covered feet against the metal landing, camera placed on your lap, waiting and watching.

the moon is full, shining brightly along with the city lights, skyscrapers that never seem to dull and yellow taxi cabs that never seem to stop running.

you let out a gasp when rafe opens up the window behind you, making you jump.

“sorry.” he says softly, wrapping a blanket around your shoulders. “just wanted to make sure you're okay.”

he hands you a cup of hot chocolate. you take a sip before placing it onto the sill.

“any sightings?” rafe asks.

“nope.” you shake your head before yawning. “thanks for the hot chocolate though. im gonna wait another hour then call it for tonight.”

“you're gonna get your picture.” rafe says. “trust me.”

you're about to head back inside, hot chocolate drained empty and blanket wrapped even tighter around your shoulders as the temperature continues to drop.

you let out another yawn, unable to stop them now as your eyes scan the horizon one more time.

you think you see something in between two buildings and grab your camera, only for a bike to suddenly dart out and into the street.

you sigh and stand up, stretching your tired legs when you hear a telltale whooshing sound that could only be a body moving through the air.

you raise your camera, snapping pictures as spidermans web attaches to your building, swinging directly past you. you swear he even looks straight down your camera lense.

you let out a loud whoop as he swings away, even yelling out into the night.

“we love you spiderman!”

“eat your words.” you smack the printed picture down onto your dining room table, right in front of where rafe is eating his cereal.

“i told you you'd get it!” rafe says, snatching the picture up.

“yeah, but you doubted at first.” you smile, accepting his half-hug as you stay standing, dressed and ready to go to class.

“i should have learned to never doubt you.” rafe shakes his head. a small town girl from the outer banks getting into a prestigious nyc school isnt unheard of, but it is unheard of to not use your parents money for bribes, and you did this solely on your own.

“that's right, cameron.” you smirk.

“well, you're absolutely getting an A on this assignment.” rafe hands the picture back, replaying your words from last night. we love you spiderman.

“an f?” you glare up at your professor. “i got a picture of spiderman!”

“and how does that show neighborhood life?” he questions. “he's just a punk who likes to dress up.”

“he's saved lives!” you argue, standing up, outraged.

“he's probably in some drug gangs pocket, letting their criminals go while robbing the others.” he shakes his head. “your photograph should have been more like michaels.”

you look at michaels photograph, sitting a row below you, proudly displaying the photo that the professor deemed an A+. “a rat? in the subway? seriously?”

you stomp out of class, kayla calling out for you, but you ignore your friend, not wanting to stay in that room for another minute.

you don't realize until you're halfway home that you're doing the one thing you promised rafe would never happen. you're walking through the streets of new york city alone.

you clutch your bag closer. certainly the daylight will help protect you as you try to keep to more populated streets, but you have to walk through a few more deserted blocks to get back to your shared apartment.

you just want to see rafe, to fall into his arms and have him listen to your ranting and rambling about how much professors suck.

you're too deep into imagining the relief you'll feel in that moment to realize someone is following close behind you, a man with a dark hood pulled over his face.

you're only made aware of his presence when his hand pushes into your back, shoving you into an alley.

you let out a scream as the man flips you so your back smashed into the brick wall.

“shut up!” he shouts, covering your mouth with his disgusting hand, making you gag instantly. “give me all your money!”

you're about to hand over your entire bag, school camera be damned even though you're supposed to return it at the end of your semester, when you hear the familiar whoosh.

the man seems to recognize it too, taking a quick step back before spiderman punches him straight in the face, sending him to the ground.

“stay away from her!” he growls out, a twinge of familiarity striking again. you quickly realize this is the first time you've heard spiderman properly speak, not shouts or groans during fights.

you could never predict what happens next as spidermans arms wrap around your waist. you have a second to react and wrap your arms around his shoulders before you're off, flying in the sky.

you squeal and stick your face into his chest, not wanting to see the street below you. you only look up again when your feet are firmly on the ground.

you blink your eyes open, realizing you're standing on your fire escape, your room right through the window behind you.

“you did see me that night!”

spiderman just nods before he's off again.

you rush inside, adrenaline causing your heartbeat to skyrocket as you call out for your best friend.

“rafe?” you shout, frowning when he doesn't answer.

the front door opens a moment later, rafe whistling as he walks in.

“oh, hey.” he frowns, tune suddenly dying. “i thought you were supposed to be in class?”

“i… my professor gave me an f. i was mad so i just left and started walking home when…” you know you shouldn't tell rafe. it would cause him to be even more paranoid.

“when what?” rafe questions, dropping his bag onto the floor, eyes only briefly glancing to make sure nothing spilled out, no tell tale colors peaking free.

“when i got robbed. but it's okay!” you quickly hold your hands up. “spiderman saved me!”

“spiderman, huh?” rafe questions before sighing at your rapid nods.

“i guess i gotta like the guy now,” he pulls you into a tight hold, wrapping you up in his arms in a much needed hug. “ afterall, he saved you.”

you are humming to yourself as you get the table ready for rafe to come home with your pizza, always splurging on friday nights to get an entire pizza to split between the two of you while catching up on your week, rafe always having a crazy tale of something he saw while walking around the city.

rafe bursts through the door, startling you as he lets out a whoop and holds the pizza up.

you laugh and attempt to reach the box, but even jumping is no use as he's simply too tall, arms stretching almost to the ceiling.

rafe finally brings it down to your level as you grab it out of his hands and set it onto the table, taking a deep inhale of the scent.

“i got you a drink.” you tell rafe, gesturing to the soda sitting on the table.

rafe feels a tingling before it even happens, taking a deep breath, trying to sense what's about to come when your hip bumps into the pizza box as you reach for your lemonade.

the pizza box is only half on the table, the weight of the lid hanging off causing the small bump to be enough to send it over the edge, towards the floor.

your pizza night is about to be ruined before rafe sweeps in, using his extra senses to save the meal.

you gasp, the pizza back on the table not even a split second after you realized it was even falling.

“jesus, rafey!” you squeal. “you've got like super senses or something!”

“yeah, or something.” rafe hums.

“i mean, you gotta be kidding me.” you roll your eyes. “an action shot? that's literally begging for me to submit another spiderman photo.”

“oh, agreed.” kayla nods. “you did not deserve that F, let him eat his words when you send in this next one.”

“mhm, i think im gonna walk around tonight to try and get a picture of him.”

“you will not!” rafe was listening from his bedroom, door open to keep an eye on you and your friend.

“it'll be fine!” you turn to look at him. “if anything happens, im sure spiderman will save me again.”

“girl, go over the details with me again!” kayla squeals. “im still so jealous, i wanna be whisked away by spiderman!”

“ugh, he's so hot!” you agree.

“how do you know he's hot?” rafe is now standing in the doorway. “he wears a mask all the time.”

you're about to respond when kayla stops you. “he's a guy, he'll never get it.”

rafe drops it, waiting until kayla leaves to bring it up to you again. “so how is spiderman hot?”

“he's just-” you sigh over dramatically. “such a good guy. did you see him stop swinging to help that old lady cross the street? like any guy putting his life on the line to help out his neighborhood has to be hot.”

“ah.” rafe simply says, turning his back so you can't see the smile on his face. “you're not going out tonight, right?”

“right.” you lie, knowing rafe can tell when you're not telling the truth.

“y/n-” he warns.

“ill be fine, rafe.”

you take nothing but your camera, hoping leaving your bag at home will get any potential robbers to leave you alone just in case spiderman isn't nearby to save you.

you quietly walk through the dark streets, lights occasionally illuminating the sidewalk as you keep your head turned upwards.

you walk well past midnight, circling in blocks around your neighborhood with still no sign of spiderman.

you were hoping for a perfect action shot from the street below as he swings by. you assume he must be in the rougher parts of the city, your feet subconsciously moving to head to worse neighborhoods than your own.

“alright, you've gone far enough.” the voice makes you gasp and turn around, seeing spiderman hanging upside down from a street light.

“have you been following me?” you question, a smile growing on your face, completely forgetting the reason you were trying to find spiderman was to take a photograph of him for your assignment.

“go back home. its late and dangerous out here.”

you can see spiderman is about to swing away. “wait!” you call out, moving closer as he drops his web lower. you move carefully, slowly caressing his cheek through the thick uniform.

“i can't show you my face.”

“i want to kiss you.” you say, watching the way his lips move, enticing even being completely covered. “can i kiss you?”

“yes.”

you move the mask lower, exposing his chin then finally lips. you lean in, hesitating for a moment before pressing your mouth against his in a kiss.

you only pull away when spiderman does, flipping to stand on his feet before quickly retaking your mouth, dominating the kiss now that he's right side up.

he finally pulls away with a harsh breath. “i-i can't. i have to go.”

“you're not going to swing me home?” you look him in the mask covered eye. “rafe.”

you can see his body physically react, tightening before relaxing. “how did you know?”

“you're my best friend. how could i not know? especially once i saw your face.”

“you… you knew and still kissed me?” rafe looks around quickly before ripping his mask off, baring his face to you.

“of course.” you place a hand on the back of his neck, pulling him back down. “ive always wanted to kiss you.”

rafe launches a web into the air as you kiss him again, flying through the sky as you makeout, his senses keeping you from crashing as he swings back towards home.

“so… how did this all happen?” you question. “you haven't been spiderman the whole time i’ve known you.” you can tell now in hindsight that he changed. you figured it was just being in new york, being older, but now you know.

“i got bit by a spider. i- i will spare you all the details but i did some very bad things in the outer banks. involved with getting the gold. so-” rafe sighs, looking at you, making sure you’re not judging him, not thinking of fleeing. “i wanted to fix my life. and when i got these new powers, i wanted to use them for good.”

“you are a good man, rafe.” you reach out and squeeze his hands. “whatever happened… you’ve made up for it. i promise.”

“thank you.” rafe breaks, falling forward and pressing his face against your shoulder. you wrap your arms around his shoulders, hugging him close.

you whisper quietly, not sure if you’re ready to say the words properly yet. “i love you.”

rafe looks up, hope sparking in his eyes. “i love you too. i always have.”

“be careful out there.” you press a kiss to rafes lips. you've known his secret for two weeks now, still getting nervous every time he leaves, even if he comes home unscathed the next morning after protecting the neighborhood all night long.

“i will.” he kisses you again, wishing he didn't have to leave your bedroom as he crawls out your window onto the fire escape. he pulls on the mask before swinging away, all while you watch from your bed.

you wake up the next morning with rafes front pressed against your back, spiderman suit still on except for the mask, arms wrapped possessively around your body.

you turn carefully in his grasp until you see his sleeping face, cheek slightly scuffed up from whatever happened overnight.

you press gentle kisses against his face, keeping him asleep. you look at the clock on your bedside table.

wait any longer, and you'll miss your photography class. you shrug, screw that class, and snuggle back into your boyfriend's hold.

sfw taglist: @winterrrnight @bejeweledreverie

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echobx · 3 days

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Drunk - jj maybank × fem!reader

summary: JJ is taking care of his drunk girlfriend at a party

warnings: pure fluff, JJ PoV

word count: 1.4k

author's note: this was deep in my drafts bc it was originally not a reader fic, but I was never gonna finish it any more than what it is now. I hope you like it.

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I watched y/n get up, her short dress had shimmied itself upwards, and she didn't even try to tug it down. She stumbled forward, and I jumped up and caught her before she could fall, pulling the fabric down just enough to cover her up more. “Please let go, I have to pee,” she announced but just as I did she started falling over her own feet and I had to catch her again. “Let me help you,” I said with a smile, and she looked at me confused. “Just this one time, and keep the hands where they belong,” she slurred. The whole walk to the bathroom she was tensed up in my arms and kept trying to shake me off. “I can pee by myself,” she sneered as I wanted to follow her in, to make sure she wouldn't fall and hurt herself. “I really shouldn't leave you by yourself, you could get hurt,” I tried to convince her, but she gave me a firm “No” and closed the door.

“Do you want to use the bathroom?” her voice was quiet and high-pitched. “No, princess, let's just get you back to the others,” I chuckled and wanted to take her in my arms, but she wouldn't let me. “No touching,” she said and started walking, or more like wobbling over the hardwood floor in her five-inch heels, trying her best to navigate through the crowd. “Why are you following me?” she asked and turned around to me, and I would've nearly run into her. “I have to make sure you're okay, I always do that, darling,” I chuckled, but she seemed more confused about that. “You look familiar,” she mumbled, and I took her hand and pulled her into me. “Do I?” I whispered while staring at her lips before looking up into her gorgeous brown eyes. “Very,” she mumbled, the smell of tequila and vodka prominent in her breath. “Would be weird if I didn't,” I laughed and wanted to kiss her, but she turned her head quicker than I could react to it and I only hit her cheek. “It's impolite to kiss someone without asking first,” she noted and started walking again.

The only seat that was left when we got back to our friends, was a single lounge chair and I simply let myself fall into it. “Where am I supposed to sit now?” y/n mumbled drunkenly. “Here,” I said and lightly slapped my thigh. “No, thank you,” she replied in a slightly disgusted tone. “I can get up and sit on the floor, would that make you feel better,” I suggested while our friends watched the scene and seemed rather amused by it. “I can do that,” y/n said and nodded. I got up and let her sit, before placing myself right in front of her, leaning my head against her legs that she had pulled up onto the chair. “You are a very persistent young man,” y/n chuckled, and I turned my head to look at her. “You could say that, yes.” I grinned at her. It was clear to me that she didn't recognize me, too drunk to remember anything that happened to her, and it would be even worse the next day. “She really had way too much,” John B laughed. “Bird boy, why is this guy so interested in me? Doesn't he know that I have a boyfriend?” y/n spoke up, and I had to laugh, it wasn't like I would've been able to hold it back even if I had tried to. “Yeah, I'm thinking the same, very weird of you, guy,” JB played into it and I flipped him off, just to get smacked in the head by y/n. “That's my friend! Don't insult him!” She glared at me and the rest of the Crew just laughed. “I will be on my very best behavior, princess,” I whispered and kissed her hand while looking into her eyes. “I have a JJ,” she mumbled but couldn't stop herself from blushing. “I know, I don't think he's going to mind, actually. Was just a hand kiss.” I winked at her. “That's not how that works. He's gonna find out and then break your pretty nose, very sad,” she sighed before looking back up at our friends. “He's really good at breaking noses.” “I believe he's good at other things too,” I said, and she tugged on my hair, her fingers entangled in my strands. “You have nice hair, mystery boy. Feels nice,” she mumbled. “He's actually very jealous, you should look out, so you don't cross any paths with him,” Pope indulged in her drunk fantasy. “I should take you home then, to make sure that he won't get any more jealous,” I said and got up, holding my hand out for y/n to take, but she refused. “No, thank you, I have friends who can bring me home. Strange mystery guys don't need to know where I live,” she replied and turned her head away from me. “Y/n, please, it's better if we go home now,” I tried to convince her, but she was still refusing me. “I'm not going,” she insisted, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “I'm gonna go get some food and water,” Kiara sighed and got up while I was still only focused on my girlfriend.

“Tell me more about him. Your JJ,” I whispered to her, sitting back down in front of her, just this time, so I was facing her. “Oh, he's the best. I love my JJ,” she sighed and slumped in her seat. “Why do you love him?” I asked quietly, and she threw her hands in the air. “I can't explain it.” “Pretty hard to explain, isn't it,” I mumbled, and she eyed me as if she was finally trying to understand who she was talking to, but it still didn't click. “You can tell us what you love about him,” Sarah suggested and y/n started grinning widely. “He's very talented, very talented I say. Yes, yes. My JJ can sing and draw and surf and fix things. Very good.” She nodded, and I had to chuckle over how cute she was being. “He's very good at sex too,” she admitted, and I stared at her with wide eyes. “Tell us more,” Kiara giggled and put the pizza and water bottle down by my side. “Very good at that. Very. Sometimes he does this thing with his tongue-” I jumped up and put my hand over her mouth before she could spill any more of our secrets. “I think you should try some food before you keep talking, my love,” I suggested, but she didn't seem to like it. “You can't tell me anything, mystery boy,” she hissed at me.

“I think we should play a game,” Kiara proposed and Sarah cheered, she was drunk too, not as drunk as y/n but drunk enough. “I like games. Sit down, boy,” y/n said and pointed at the floor next to her. I shook my head and chuckled, as long as she wouldn't accidentally hurt herself I had to be okay with it all. “What game are we playing?” I asked and held out the pizza for y/n to take a slice. “Oh, I know,” John B exclaimed and laid the empty tequila bottle onto the table and spun it. The neck pointed at y/n, who was still refusing to take a slice. “I dare you to eat a slice of this pizza, y/n/n,” JB said, and I gave him a thankful nod. “That's a stupid game,” she complained but took the slice either way, then she got up and spun the bottle too.

We played for some time before Sarah's spin landed on me, and she yelled “kiss y/n/n” with all the strength she had left in her. I looked up at the girl I loved, but her eyes were filled with confusion, but also curiosity. “He wouldn't mind it, it's just a game, I promise,” I said to her while getting up and then pulling her into my arms. “Just a game,” she repeated and gazed at me. With one hand on her hip and the other on her cheek, I let my thumb grace over her lips. “Pretty lips,” I hummed and leaned in closer. I wanted to go slow, savor the moment even though she wouldn't be able to remember it the next day. My nose grazed hers and I could feel her drunk breath tingling on my lips. Her lips encompassed mine with urgency and care while her hands found their way into my neck. It felt like kissing her for the first time all over again; soft and lovingly. "You kiss nearly as good as my JJ," she whispered and I smirked. "I fucking hope so."

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taglist: @ijustwantttoread @spideysimpossiblegirl @redhead1180 @kys4-20 @drwstarkeyy @immyowndefender @julczimozart @princessmaybank

#jj maybank #obx #my writing #outer banks #jj maybank x reader #obx fanfiction #~fanfiction #jj maybank x y/n #jj maybank x you #jj mayback imagine #jj maybank pov #jj maybank fluff

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andersonlore · 15 hours

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hey baby, how’re you? so i just watched bound again, and i was thinking.. corky! ellie and violet! reader.. maybe? and ellie bends reader over counter, spanks her a little, straps her down while reader worries of her husband coming in. but ellie fucks her so good, she’s completely cockdrunk.. just maybe..

bound to fuck | ellie williams

tags: eighteen+, daddy kink, cheating, strap sex, slight voyeurism, degrading, kinda toxic!ellie, breeding kink.

an. i am ovulating and i finished a request in a reasonable amount of time! wowowowow. but hi baby! thank you for the request, i feel like i did a shit job, but i hope you enjoy it. anyways, i'm done starving my abby lovers. beefy blonde coming up next — pic credit.

wooden bookshelves, shelves with his favorite reads or at least presenting himself to be a man of literature. each book filed became decoration, pretty covers with a lot going on, but never something he could actually pick up. not quite deemed worth his time. always trapped in the responsibilities of his den but your husband keeps on a loose leash. truly, it’s his mistake.

he’d been the one to hire her in the first place. a contractor needed to fix a few mishaps in the house and you couldn’t help yourself. no, not one bit. tattoos scattered randomly across her sun-kissed skin as if done on a whim, freckled shoulders exposed in the white tank top she wore. wet,auburn hair lightly styled with gel, a few strands framing full cheeks. from the first look, she became your nightmare. beautiful green eyes disguised in greed.

it all happened so quickly, the heat of the moment taking a hold over any sense of responsibility. the sparkling diamond held weight but none in your heart, especially as she bent you over the white stone countertop. pants shoved down to your ankles, her cock wedged deep inside you as you stare at the oak door of your husband’s office just past the common room.

“is this what you want? fucked like some type of whore, huh?” ellie smacks the fat of your ass, digging blunt nails into your unmarked skin. “last time wasn’t quite good enough. yeah, i know, baby. not very fun when you don’t get to come.” slender hips slam into you again as you whimper, touching a particular sensitive spot for you.

“i’ve been so good, daddy. please, can i cum tonight?” ellie more than surprised with your manners. not even having to remind you of how to speak with her. you give in — granted, she’s already fucking you into another dimension. “i-i, c-can’t, fuck, s’hard to talk.”

“and why is it sweetheart? can’t keep up?” ellie sends another slap to your ass, claiming the skin with her touch. gripping your hips, she brings you back over her cock as her hips roll. “s’good for. yeah? always need daddy’s cock inside you. your husband can’t fucking satisfy you even if mine is made of plastic.” maliciously, she chuckles and you feel your cunt pulsate. crying for a release, practically begging.

“ah—” you try to compose yourself but ellie shows no sign of stopping anytime soon. she pushes too far, sometimes. getting off to your crook husband in the other room, completely unaware his wife is getting fucked by the hired help. “els, stop being so cruel.”

“hm, why so glum? it’s not like you actually give a fuck. pussy just needs to be filled by me. if you can’t fucking handle it, maybe you should grovel back to his medicore dick.” she leans over you, takes a breath before whispering in your ear. “what’s it gonna be, angel? want me to finish or want to go back to faking it?”

meanwhile her pace is punishing, bringing you closer to the precipice of completion. slyly slipping her hand between your legs, toying with your clit as you gasp. “sh, baby. tell me what you want. want me to slip out and let him finish you off?”

“fuck no.” softly, you moan her name. “want your cock, no one else’s.”

“you sure? not afraid of being caught? could come at any moment.” the double innuendo is lost on you as you feel the familiar build in your stomach. “could spoil it, maybe. watch me as i fuck my pussy. your pussy belongs to me angel. daddy’s good girl, only mine.”

the noise of your wet slick echoes, you know you’re close. ellie has gotten you there enough to know it too. “c’mon, i’ll do what the old fuck can’t. put a baby inside this pretty belly of yours. make sure you come home with me. forever knocked up and fucking mine.” you cum at her words, body twitching in bright white light. your vision blurred as you slump against the countertop.

gently, she presses a kiss to the nape of you neck. your body heaving, attempting to catch your breath. “it’s okay, angel. s’good for me, yeah? mhm, s'alright. i got you.” her calloused hands smooth over your soft skin, taking her time to bring you back down to earth. “wanna go again?”

you nod, glad she can’t see the stupid smile on your face. “better be loud this time. i mean it. you’re coming home with me tonight.”

#second ellie fic???#i still don't have her character down so don't murder me .... or something #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x you #ellie williams smut #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x masc reader #tlou x reader #ellie williams tlou2 #ellie williams fanfiction

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pinkyqil · 1 day

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Can you do Lucy bronze x reader

Lucy and r are competitive so when a game night with the team it’s gets very interesting. Both have trash talk but they keep it like sweet. Some fluff about this

You're not a competition // Lucy bronze x reader platonic

Lucy was like an older sister with so with that you obviously became her little sister. which also meant siblings rivalry.

You loved riling Lucy up knowing how competitive she gets. It would be one of her greatest traits if you weren't always riling her up when ever or whatever.

The amount of times you both got silly competitive. one time would be at training when patri said no one would be able to carry the heavy training gear from were it was back too it original spot.

Where you made eye contact with lucy and immediately grabbed the gear before she could grab the other one. It wasn't that it was impossible you just had to take it one at a time

"She used us didn't she". You told lucy who seems to be out of breath just like you.

"Yeah kid I honestly don't know why we bother should've known it was one of her tracks".

"Yeah anyways last one back to the locker room is an immediate loser". You told everyone around you.

They were many more memories of you and Lucy getting competitive and your teammates using it to there advantage. A lot of people would think it silly which it was but you and Lucy never took your competition to far instead it was something that always helped you prove yourself.

Tonight was team bounding which meant it was your turn to host.

You had the choice to room with one of the girls but you got your own place instead. You'd already send the girls the deets on tonight activities.

One of then being those where you had to answer truth or dare and the punishment would be take a small cup of really hot sauce.

Everyone started arriving slowly before you knew it your place was filled with teammates every.

Some already in the living room a few if them scarted at you kitchen or dining table or just getting fresh air at your balcony.

The game was about to start but before that ona gave both you and Lucy a warning which you wouldn't listen to.

"Both of you this team bounding not team competition so please leave that aside and let's have fun together okay?".

"Fine but if she starts anything don't expect me to stay silent".

"whatever you say". You told her

Everything was going well until it was lucy trun to pick a card and you decided to trash talk to get into her head.

"Even a three year old could pick up a card faster than the pace your going grandma".

"Does the three year old happened to be you little one cause if it's your straight up delusional".

"As if I'm more of a young soul you can't relate".

"Didn't know young soul's had wrinkles but whatever fits your boats".

"Oh you did not".

"yes I definitely did".

"You're honestly not a competition bronze"

"Oh were going to that". she told you

"Yes yes we are". You told her

Before you knew it lucy grabbed a pillow from the couch and started hitting you which the other girls joined in on fun.

Everything was flying around, cards on the floor people falling and flying over the couch hits left and right no one was safe.

After the hectic pillow fight that you started Ingrid and ona had to stop anyone from getting hurt and mostly kicked the girls out as you guys still had training tomorrow.

The night was stil young so lucy and ona were they last as they hadn't left yet. All three of you crashing on the floor.

"Do I really have wrinkles". you asked lucy

"No kid it was only just to get into your tiny brain".

"Your not that old but for a old person you're really built". You told her

"I'm just going to take that as a compliment".she said while rolling her eyes at you.

"I honestly don't know how you to deal with each other".ona butted in

"it all sibling love". You told her before hugging lucy.

"All love ona no hate just love".

"You guys gonna stay the night". You asked the couple.

"Sure why not too lazy to get up now". Ona told you

"I'll get the blankets".Lucy said

"Uh huh not before I get them first". You both were now running.

"oh christ". ona mumbled before laughing at both of you, you guys were truly competitive siblings.

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estrellayluna · 2 days

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Away From Harm

Gojo • Nanami • Choso • Sukuna • Toji

How I picture the jjk men comforting you? Saving you?

With visuals! Click underlined links!

Gojo Saturo

Gojos instincts overall would be at an ultimate high to keep you from harms way. But in moments when he couldn’t, he’d immediately finish any and all curses that dared harm you in his presence. Before rushing to your side, Gojo makes sure nothing will try to get in his way again. With a stern concern plastered on his face, he gently scoops you into his arms looking at your delicate face as your eyes flutter so slightly murmuring his name. Gojo only reassures you that your safe now that he has you back in his arms.

Nanami Kento

Nanami would absolutely dread being assigned to missions with you. He hates if you were harmed in his presence and god forbid he can’t protect you or save you in time. So when the two of you are separated because of a curse luring you both away from each other, his instincts kicks in when realizing you were no longer by his side. Becoming absolutely feral, he puts an end to any and all curses play looking everywhere for you. Before coming into contact with you, he always inspects your body for any harm and injury before helping you up on your feet whilst reassuring he’s got you back with him and nothing ain’t gonna hurt you no more.

Choso Kamo

Choso absolutely refuses to let you get harmed while in his presence. He could be fighting his opponents and at the same time have his instincts be on high alert on you. Each time he notices his opponent set their eyes on you he would see red knowing their intentions are to harm you thinking that would cause him to slip up. And with that, he never lets his opponent even touch you. Choso will always be there to catch you even if you happen to fall in the slightest in his presence.

Toji Fushiguro

Toji will always get the job done first. That’s just how he is. He would be annoyed that his opponent managed to get near you and he would quickly draw them away creating distance from preventing you in being targeted again. When he finally puts an end to the fight, he walks over to you. Getting you up on your feet and towering over you inspecting your features for any signs of discomfort or pain that you may have. One hand holding you by your waist and the other caressing your cheek and lips, telling you to focus on him before assuring that you are okay. His raspy voice asking you if you felt anything broken, before taking you back down to his place.

Sukuna

Sukuna would never have you anywhere near the chaos he ensues. He knows even at times he takes things absolutely batshit crazy far. Your body cannot handle the intensity of it all. So when his raging moment of insanity dissipates and settles down, he acknowledges the state you were in. Lost in the moment, he forgets to build a shield between the both of you. Call it interlinked. You are bound to him the moment he made you his. For you to be his true one and only devoted. Your body aching, barely being able to stand on your own two feet, Sukuna catches you before making his way back to where he resides with you.

Not proofread, shit unsaved on me twice

#gojo x reader #gojo satoru #nanami x reader #nanami kento #choso x reader #choso kamo #toji fushiguro #toji x reader #sukuna #sukuna x reader #jujutsu kaisen nanami #jujutsu kaisen

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wondersinwaynemanor · 1 day

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(not sure but i think the animatronic dinosaur in the cave has moved in some comic panels but let's just say here that it never did before)

Dick, coming down the cave: Is Dami still staring at the animatronic dinosaur?

Duke: Yuppp, he is.

Jason, standing beside Duke: How many times have you let the baby bat watch the Jurassic Park films, Dick?

Dick, sighs and stands in between his brothers: I've lost count. He loves them too much.

Jason: They're not even accurate to the books.

Duke: Will you lend me the books, Jay? I'm interested.

Damian, not looking behind him where his brothers are studying him: Will you all not talk right now? I'm in a middle of an examination.

Dick, raises brows: On what exactly?

Damian: If there's any sign of movement.

Duke: Dami, that's not ever gonna happen.

Damian, looks back at his brothers: How can you be so certain? What if Father is secretly studying about dinosaurs? What if it's a real dinosaur and it's just unable to move because of a natural cause or perhaps even magic?

Jason: That's overanalyzing it, Dami-- DID IT JUST BLINK???

the rest of the boys look back at the animatronic and it does blink.

Dick, keeps his voice low with his arms stretched to protect his brothers: Nobody move a muscle....

Jason, groans: That's not even a fact about the T-Rex!!!

Duke, running first to the stairs: Then this is part where we run!!!!

Damian, follows the rest: I knew it, I knew it!!!

Tim, hiding behind the batcomputer with his phone on his hand, finishes the record of his brothers running back to the Manor. he presses a button that turns off the fake eyes that he has installed on the animatronic.

Tim, snickers: Got 'em! Now I have footage-- NO WAY, IT JUST BLINKED!!!

Tim presses the button again to turn it off, but when he looks up, it blinks.

Tim, shakes his head: Either it's the energy drink I drank a while ago that's making me see illusions, when I hit my head from last night's patrol, or I'm just completely losing my mind.

it blinks again.

Tim: Damn it, it's all of the above.

it's all of the above.

#get some proper rest tim #the rest of the brothers losing their minds too atm #just a very normal day in the wayne household #incorrect batfam #incorrect dc #batfamily #batkids #batbros #batsiblings #dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #duke thomas #damian wayne #dc comics #yel chronicles

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angel5ofp0rn · 2 days

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PT 1 / PT 3 😋

ExHusband!Price x afab!reader

more fluffy this time heh 🙂‍↕️

just Price being a dad

*haven’t proofread :-(

You wake up in John’s arms. Your heads are at the foot of the bed, and your feet near the head.

Last night didn’t stop at one time.

Of course not.

How could you two just hook up once when you’re the only ones who know each other’s bodies the way you do?

When you’ve gone two years without someone knowing worshiping your body just the way you like it?

You slowly remove John’s arm from where it was hugged your bare waist so you could sit up and stretch a bit.

God, you were sore.

You could hear the faint sound of John’s soft snoring from behind you as he laid there, still asleep.

Even in this moment of post-hookup clarity, you’re just still so connected to his presence in a way that you can hardly understand.

You lean down and kiss his cheek, your lips brushing against his prickly stubble.

You don’t know how things are going to be when he wakes, so you’ll take what you can get for now.

He lets out a small grunt as you kiss his cheek, and his body begin to shift slightly.

He’s waking up, and you know that it’s any moment before his eyes are on you again, and God knows what will happen then…

John’s eyes open.

You’re holding your breath.

His sleepy eyes still hold that same level of passion that they had last night, and your own glance back at him is just the same.

The intensity that’s in the air between you is only growing, only getting more potent, in a way that neither of you would like to let go of just yet.

“Hey.” You smile a little bit, your voice still soft and sleepy.

“G’mornin’.” He looks up at the soft smile on your face, matching it with his own lazy smirk. His gaze soon drifts back to your neck and the hickey he knows is still there.

Your eyes flicker down to his neck as well, seeing the matching mark you left on his throat.

“I should get the kids up soon.” You sigh softly. “You should… get dressed, and get to the couch. I don’t want to confuse them.”

John nods, getting up from the bed to find his clothes. The realization that this really has to end soon sinking in.

“Gonna be honest, love. Wish it didn’t have to be like this.”

You tilt your head to the side a bit. “What would you prefer, Johnathan?”

You smirk a tiny little bit as you call him by his full name; you used to do that to bug him when you were married.

He shakes his head, a breathy chuckle at how you’ve reverted to his full name now. It was always funny just how much that used to annoy him.

“I’d prefer jus’ to pick up where we left off.”

This time he lets the silence hang for a while, not bothering to fill it in. Both of you knew how complicated things were. Neither one of you wanted to be the one to acknowledge it.

Until you do.

“Where we left off was an ugly, screaming, crying argument.” You try not to sound too sour as you recall this.

John looks down as he hears this, trying to seem more busy with buttoning his jeans instead of acknowledging just how true that statement was.

The memory of that argument between the two of you was fresh in his mind as you brought it back up. He couldn’t argue with you, your point, or even the sour tone you had in your voice. You were right.

“And we didn’t fight. That was our rule.” You remind him of the severity of your last fight.

“I know.” John sighs, a hand now rubbing over his beard, not bothering to argue or deflect.

The rule had always been to never fight. To talk everything out. To work through your problems in a civilized manner. But that last time, that last night, things got too out of hand.

He wasn’t proud of the way things ended.

You wipe your eyes, not realizing that you were starting to feel those intense emotions again, two years later.

You announce that you’re going to shower and then get the kids up, that John needs to get back downstairs to the couch.

After your shower, you get dressed and go to your youngest child’s room, but found the bed empty.

You quickly go to your oldest’s room, finding their bed empty as well.

“John!” You run down the stairs. “The kids-“

You freeze.

In the kitchen, you see John holding your youngest on his hip, the oldest on John’s strong back, their little arms and legs clinging around their father.

John tried not to laugh as he looked up and saw you standing in the kitchen now, seeing just how panicked you were.

“I’ve got ‘em.”

“Daddy knows how to make Mickey Mouse pancakes!” Your youngest grins widely. The normally grumpy-in-the-morning toddler was smiling like this was the best day ever.

“Anything f’r you, love.” He smiles at them, giving a kiss on the cheek before shifting his attention over to the oldest, who was still clinging to his back like a monkey. “How y’doin’ back there, buddy?”

“Awesome!” Your oldest cheers, their arms hugging around John’s neck.

Your heart aches.

Look how happy they are with their dad being home…

For a moment there, you forget all of your worries once you see those smiles on the kids’ faces,

John’s fatherly attention is getting to you.

You see how much your children are enjoying him being here, how much they love him.

How much he loves them.

You take your older child from John’s back and cover their little face with kisses, making them giggle like crazy.

“Help me set the table, little monkey.” You set the child to their feet and then handed them some silverware, while you take the plates.

“Dad’s gonna eat breakfast with us?!” Your little looked up at you with big blue eyes, as if it just clicked that John isn’t leaving right away.

“ ‘course I am.” John says, looking down at the little one and smiling as he sets a large plate of Mickey Mouse pancakes on the table.

“I wanna sit next to daddy!” The youngest says now, their eyes gleaming with the idea. The oldest had already reached their dad’s side, leaving you to finish setting up the table by yourself.

During breakfast, you notice how John is actively engaging in the conversation with the kids. He’s patiently listening to every story about a cartoon they’ve watched, answering every question about God-knows-what that they seemingly pulled out of nowhere.

Watching the love he has for them, as well as his playful nature with the both of them make you smile a bit. He’s still the same John you’d married all those years ago.

Isn’t that something.

After breakfast you have to fight to let John allow you to wash the dishes yourself.

He took the kids to the playroom and kept them entertained while you cleaned up.

Once the dishes are drying, you’re about to walk into the playroom. You pause in the hallway when you hear the kids talking to John in a hushed tone.

“Are you and mummy friends?” The youngest asks quietly.

You hear him let out a soft chuckle.

“Friends, yeah… We’re friends.” His soft tone of voice makes it evident that the subject of you two wasn’t exactly easy to talk about around the kids.

“Best friends?” The oldest pushes, the cheeky little kid.

“Yes, your mummy is my best friend.” John answers simply, unaware that you’re listening from the hall.

“Do you and mummy kiss?!” The oldest giggles, their little hands covering their mouth as if this was a question that could possibly get them in trouble.

You hear a nervous laugh escape John’s lips. He’s clearly flustered by the question from the five-year-old.

“Just what are you two cheeky kids talking about in here?” You ask as you walk in to save John, causing the two kids to burst into a giggle fit.

The youngest buries their face into John’s shoulder, not able to respond because of the giggles.

“Kissies! You and daddy have kissies! I saw it in a picture!” Your oldest says, their little voice filled with a matter-of-fact tone.

“Oh my god.” You cover your mouth, stifling your own nervous laughter.

They had seen your wedding photos that were still in an album in your home office.

You don’t know why you kept all of those, anyway. The past was the past. Why did you feel like holding on..?

John was now also filled with amusement when he heard how the little one had known all along. He knew there wasn’t really much way to go around this one, so it was probably best to just own up to it.

“You caught us. Mummy and I used to give kissies. We used to kiss a lot actually…”

You throw a stuffy from the floor at John, cutting him off.

The kids can’t help but laugh at John’s reaction as he pretends to clutch his chest out of pain when the plush, pink teddy hits him before bouncing off of his chest and onto the floor.

“Do you like-like mummy?” The oldest asks, their curiosity getting the best of them, not being able to move on just yet.

“That’s enough, little one.” You scoop your mini-John up and hold them in your lap as you sit on the playroom floor across from John.

“We wanna know!”

John sighs, seeing the way you’re looking to him for help in the matter. He decides to intervene.

“C’mon, monkeys. It’s time we’re all done playing and we start cleaning up now, yeah?” He says, trying to get them off the topic.

“Mummy, do you like-like daddy?” They shift the question to you now, since they know they’re not getting an answer out of their daddy.

You sigh.

“I love your daddy a lot. Just like I love you two a lot.” You answer simply, hoping that will end that.

More giggles.

“Mummy loves daddy, mummy loves daddy!” They sang in a teasing way.

You and John meet eyes. You shake your head. “Our children.”

He just grins.

“Do you love mum? Yes or no.” The older asks their father now, this time more demanding.

John takes a deep breath as he finally answers.

“Yes. I love your mum. Always will.”

The kids burst into more laughter, as if their parents like-liking each other is hilarious

Eventually John sends them off into the kitchen to get snacks.

The two of you stay sitting across from each other on the floor of the playroom.

“So…” You start, feeling the tension in the air. “Are you heading back home today, then?”

John shrugs his shoulders, a tiny smirk on his lips.

“Was thinking I’d stick around. It is my weekend with the kids, after all.”

Your eyes involuntarily roll, but there’s a smile on your lips.

It’d be easier, he said.

Won’t have to bundle the kids up.

Won’t have to pack two overnight bags.

Won’t have to worry about driving them on the icy roads.

He can just stay one more night, he suggested.

“Let me clear the driveway while you think it over.” He stood up, that stupid cocky grin on his face.

You met him in the mudroom about 10 minutes later.

“Go home and get your shit.” You said, arms crossed like it was against your will.

It’s for the kids, of course.

It was his weekend with them, after all.

“They were pesterin’ you, eh?”

“Didn’t take much convincing.” You blush.

With a light swat to your backside, John gets into his truck to retrieve his belongings.

* lemme know if u want me to continue 🥺 my asks are open if y’all want to suggest smth 🫣

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