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csainz5 · 10 months

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Mine || Charles Leclerc #16

pairing: charles leclerc x girlfriend!reader

summary: in which seeing people ship you with other drivers fuels the possessiveness in charles.

author notes: can u tell ive been obsessed with culpa mia. also this is my first charles fic (!!!) i made sm tweaks to the original req im so sorry 😭 deff been in a slump recently bc exams but 🙏 no beta read!! this one is still raw asf lol

req: yes/no.

wc: 1.2k words

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the air as the weekend approached was filled with an adrenaline of its own. drivers loitering on the paddock, a camera shoved up each one of their faces. most of them were making videos for their teams social media, while others were giving interviews. silly banter & playful hazing surrounded the place as the free practices neared. as calm and laid back as the environment was, a new buzz had taken over the virtual world. it seemed like the redbull fans had taken on a new intrest in a the friendship you and max shared, suspecting it could be more than just friends. you’re shocked as you read through the articles, what could possibly make it seem like you were both in any sense more than just friends? max was like the brother you never had, and you, the sister he had always hoped of having. as much as the articles were delusional, you didnt really care that much about them, i mean why would you be afraid when there’s nothing youre scared of being open to the public? okay, maybe not everything. not the time when you were so drunk you demanded every guy on the paddock to quote “settle it with me on the ring”, not the time when you were the culprit behind the hilarious azerbaijan mix up where you stole the champagne on the podium and replaced it with an empty one, and definitely not the fact that you’re already taken, by a person known to all on the paddock.

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The morning of the race was always an exhilarating one no matter which team youre driving for, or which team you’re rooting for. the passion, the dedication and the confidence in the each and every drivers persona was enough to fill you in the same mindset. though youve always been a redbull fan, which, i mean is definitely not even surprising considering you probably frequent their garage more than some of their own engineers, youve always held an admiration for all the drivers. even you knew how dominant the redbull cars were, so seeing the rest of the drivers still catch up with less resources filled your heart with pride. you look up at the fan’s waiting impatiently for the race to start with a smile on your face. this, will never get boring, you think.

Lord Percival 👑

can’t find you anywhere near here, don’t tell me you’re ditching me today yet again 😔

a chuckle escapes your lips.

You

i wouldve come over but you’re all the way across rn 😭 i’ll definitely be waiting for you after the race tho.

Lord Percival 👑

wow. way to betray me over text babe

You

okay drama queen 😒

Lord Percival 👑

guess you rubbed off on me then mon jolie

You

ill make it up to you, i always do.

just before you press send, you notice the drivers had already left for their respective interviews. whats the point in sending it now anyways, you decide.

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the dark looms over the sky as celebrations near. the smell of alcohol, weed and god knows fucking what become all too familiar to you at this point. you reach the party alongside max, which considering he’s your best friend was not out of the ordinary for you, but little did you know, it didn’t help the ongoing rumours one bit. the familiar stench of reporters clogs your mind. what the hell were the doing here? and more importantly why were all of them suddenly taking an intrest in your friendship with max? question after question is thrown at you which makes you realise youve had enough of this. you reach for your phone.

You

screw this party

wanna meet up at our usual spot?

Lord Percival 👑

im always down 🙏

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you could never get sick of this. the same ride, the same atmosphere, the exact same playlist playing over and over again, the curves of the road as you drive through. because you know, at the end of this journey would be the same thing you look forward to, every time. so you get into you car, and drive the same drive to the same spot, once again. at a pillar reading out “623” you stop by the ferrari you know all too well.

there he was. i could never get used to seeing him like this, you think, dressed up in formals but looking formal in no way whatsoever. shriveled hair, buttons unbuttoned, jewellery he knows how to style in just the right way. his crazed eyes of emerald, gazing into you with an intensity that makes your nerves shiver.

“took you long enough to come here” he says, holding you waist. “it was a longer drive than usual” “is that so?” he says, stepping aside you to rest against his ferrari, right beside you. folding his arms, he continues, pulling a cigarette out of his blazer, “want one?” “please, today was a bitch” “i could say the same for me, really” he reaches towards you, lighting your cigarette. “races in monaco are my favourite” he says, looking up at the sky. “yeah, id imagine so. nothing beats home” “yeah, it’s great to be home and all, but theres also something in monaco that beats the thrill any race could give me” he steps forwards, hands placed beside either sides of you.

he pulls the cigarette from your lips, taking in a puff himself. he brings his lips to your ear, “or rather, theres someone in monaco, who beats the thrill any race could give me” he whispers, blowing the smoke away. he flicks the cigarette aside and steps on it, as he lifts your face up, meeting your eyes with his own. “someone who sighs right when i kiss her here,” he goes on to place a chaste kiss on your mole, right on your neck by your jawline. and like a story repeated enough times, you sigh. “someone who arches her back when i pull her hair slightly like this,” he gently tugs your hair, making a makeshift ponytail and like a telltale, you arch your back, the satisfaction of being right sprawled across charles’s face.

“but of all, the one thing that makes me come back to this place again and again, is knowing that—“ he lifts your hips up, making you wrap your legs around him. “you’re mine.” the second he says that, its like all the dots connected in your head. you never thought charles would be jealous of the rumours, given how he was the one who didn’t want your relationship to be public. “charles, are you jealous?” you ask. “so what if i am?” “well, i for one wouldnt want my boyfriend to be feeling like that anymore” “what do you mean?” you pull out your phone from your clutch, “kiss me” “wait what are you doing?” “i said, kiss me” you say, pulling him in by his jaw. “im conf-“ you kiss him, shutting him up. as he closes his eyes he finds himself to not be able to help himself from drowning into you, well atleast until a flash brings him out of his trance. “im going to post it.” “you don’t have to, you know” “but i want to. i want everyone to know how much you mean to me charles. you’re my favourite person and i would hate to see you be jealous”

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“i can’t believe you actually did it, jolie” “its the least i could do” you say, pecking his cheek. “but ive gotta say, i definitely wouldnt mind seeing this shade of you more often” “you haven’t seen the end of me yet, mon ange”

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eddieshellfxre · 2 years

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Sugar Me

Eddie Munson x Fem! reader

Word count: 2.1k

Summary: Eddie is your best friend and you tell him your into choking

content: 18+ unprotected PIV sex, masturbation, creampie, choking, swearing, smut, slut calling

a/n ive had this idea for a while, for some reason best friend Eddie always gets in a special way. I hope yall like it.

reblog and like if you do ♡

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In your room Eddie is helping you clean up for the first time in his life. He doesnt really know what hes doing, hes just gathering clothes and putting near your laundry basket

“you do realise you can open the basket and chuck the clothes inside right?” you ask placing your hands on your hips raising a brow “ugh” you sigh “just go sit down ill do it” you say as you command him to sit on a chair at your desk and he was more than happy to do so. He was your best friend but that boy cant do anything to save his life

You feel his gaze watching you bend over and picking up all the clothes he left on the floor. You pick a armful of it and chuck in the basket, letting a pair of panties fall out of your arms, Eddie quickly stands up and grabs it and hands it over to you hanging by his pointer finger

“you left these out” he says with a smirk on his face. You feel heat radiate from your cheeks and it makes Eddie laugh “ohhhh cmon dont go shy on me just because i picked up your … dirty underwear” he says while looking at you up and down the entire time, his breathing becomes shaky at his last words and his lips turn into a cocky smile, he turns his back and makes his way to the chair he previously was sat on.

You sit on the edge of your bed, tired from cleaning your room and high out of your mind because youve been smoking with eddie the entire time and talking about random things until the conversation gets kinda heated with you talking about various kinks, its not something out of the ordinary with you guys, it happened very frequent because you were so comfortable with each other

“but have you ever been choked? how do you know you like it so much?” he questions you “ive seen the guys you dated and NONE of them seem like the bdsm type”

“i know i like it because ive done it myself you idiot” Eddie raises an eyebrow in interest, forming a smile he reajusts himself on the chair

“wait so youre telling me…. you’ve choked yourself? like… when you—“

“Gosh Eddie, ive choked myself while getting off. if no one will do it for me might as well do it myself” you scoff placing the blunt between your lips. Eddie looks at you surprised to see this side of you, he thought he knew everything about you but this took him by surprise “dont look at me like that Eddie, i bet you have kinks of your own that would make me squirm”

“oh this didnt make me squirm baby, it made me curious as fuck” he says taking the blunt away from you. its a love hate feeling when he calls you baby, its not often but he does it so out of the blue it takes you by surprise each time

you notice how he cant keep still, like something is bothering him during the conversation

“is everything alright Ed? you seem like you wanna say something but wont” you question as you dangle your legs at the end of the bed while you rest yourself on your arms, making your shirt rise up just enough to show your lower belly. Eddie keeps almost eye fucking you the whole time always moving in his chair. You notice he has never looked at you like this way, you cant help but feel nervous at this

“cmon i know you wanna ask me something just do it already, it cant be worst than me telling you i choke myself when i get off” you laugh

“wha-what do you think about when you touch yourself” his eyes pierce you to the bed and you feel like you cant move.

“it depends” you say rubbing your legs against each other

you wanted to just tell him hes what you think about late at night alone in your room. he cant keep his eyes off you as you make small sensual moves on the bed bitting your lip while looking at him, you do it on purpose, you wanna see what kind of reaction you could get off him. you notice he has a tight hold on his crotch and lightbulb lights up in your head making you jump of the bed walking over to the chair that hes sitting on, resting your hands on his thighs you come closer to his ear and whisper “i like thinking about you Eddie” you take his earlobe between your teeth and tug at it slightly, hips buck in his seat and his knuckles turn white from how hard hes gripping onto the arm rest of the chair, you let out a laugh and stand up in front of him. one hand still holding onto his crotch you feel his other hand trail up your thigh stopping at your ass

“how about you show me exactly what it is that you do when you think about me” he squeezes your ass tight in his palm.

Eddie stands up, youre now facing each other with very little space between you, you feel his hands grabbing at your waist pulling you in closer, so close you feel his raging boner inside his jeans, just the feeling of his bulge is enough to make you feel like youre already dripping. You grab him by the colar of his Hellfire shirt and pull him towards the bed. The back of your legs touch the end of your bed and you climb on laying down, spreading your legs open.

Eddie understands what your doing and tried to follow you onto the bed, you stop him placing a foot on his chest

“uh uh! you said show you” you tusk keeping him at a distance. he looks at you in dispair, he wants to touch you and make you feel good.

You spread your legs open placing your hand down your shorts and panties, you moan at your touch as you rub small circles around your clit. “hmmmmm, feels so good” you throw your head back in pleasure as you slide your fingers through your slit gathering your wetness. You notice how Eddie is looking at you, in need to touch you.

You slowly remove your shorts and your panties with it, leaving Eddie front and center to your private show

“fuckkkk— youre killing me y/n” he falls onto his knees in front of you.

You resume your hand’s position at your slit unserting your middle and ring finger inside you and pulling it out rubbing at your bud “Ohhh Eddie” you moan “it feels so good baby” your words feel like fire to him, you look him in the eye as your insert your fingers in and out of you again and again never breaking your eye contact. You bring your other hand up to your throat starting squeezing it but you feel Eddie’s hand on top of yours

“let me take over, please i beg you baby! i cant take it anymore” Eddie hovers over you, removing your hand from your hole, you groan at the empty feeling “shhh baby, let me take care of you” you feel Eddie’s lips on your neck, slowly making a trail of kisses down to your belly looking up at you the whole way down.

Hes so sexy, the way his hand is placed at your chest caressing your left tit playing with your nipple between his fingers. Placing wet kisses on your inner thigh coming closer to your heat, making you grind your hips against the bed.

Eddie slowly teases you by blowing air into your pussy, making you shiver and groan at the same time

“quit teasing me Eds, and fuck me already”

“easy there baby, ive waited long enough to see you like this, i wanna take my fucking time on you” he says sliding a finger up and down your slit, he smirks and he watches you arch your back in pleasure and eager to feel him inside you.

The sudden touch of his tongue at your clit sends a shock through your body making you moan loudly grabbing at his hair and tugging it ever so slightly.

“fuuuuck Eddie, you’re so good at this” you manage to let out almost at a whisper

“and youre fucking hot, you know that?” he questions you as he inserts two fingers in you, continuing to play with your clit with his tongue.

Everytime his tongue touches the right spot his fingers curl up inside you making you clench around him.

“oohhhh you like that dont you?” you nod and keep pulling at his hair grinding your hips close to his face “imma need words baby” he laughs as he continues to tease you

“yes Eddie, oh god yes! dont stop i-im almost there” you whimper almost reaching your orgasm. Eddie continues to play with your clit sucking on it until finally you clench around his fingers one last time. Eddie removes his fingers from inside you bringing them to his mouth sucking them clean

“you.taste.soooooo.good” he pauses in between words as he sucks your fluids off him. You pull him up by his shirt up to your face kissing him, alowing yourself to taste you on him.

“let me make it up to you” you whisper as you try to lay him down on his back

“no no baby” he stops you “i wanna cum in you and if you wrap that pretty little mouth around my cock i wont last” he laughs kissing your neck. he unbuttons his jeans pulling them down far enough to let his dick spring free. You gasp at the size grabbing it with your hand giving it a few strokes and lining it up with your entrance. He replaces your hand with his, teasing your hole with his head, you squirm under him begging for him to go in you.

“Edddieeee” you cry

“Eddiiieeeee please fuck me!! Oh Eddie you’re soo good” he mocks you continuing to tease you

“never said you were good big boy! dont put words in my mou-“ he cuts you off by slamming his cock inside you, you let out a load moan making his head fall in your neck, his heavy breathing on you turn you on even more. He finds a steady pace perfect to please both you and him

“i-i Eddie” you cry, wanting to form a sentence but hes hitting it way too good for you to form one “fuck!! choke me!” Your words make him slam harder into you as you feel his hand at your throat squeezing it.

He’s scared to hurt you but hes hungry for you at the same time

“you take me so well baby. you like it when daddy chokes you? uh? you like being treated like a little slut dont you? fuck, you and your tight little pussy are so good” he continues to have a grip at your throat and you start to close your eyes in pleasure, you never want this feeling to end. “i need you to look at me baby, i wanna see your face when you cum”

You feel a preassure on your lower belly starting to form and feel yourself clenching around his cock

“fuck do that again” he begs and you do as so! You slide your hand down to your clit rubbing it in circles as he continues to go in and out of you “fuck baby— keep going we’re almost there” you rub yourself looking for your orgasm reaching it quickly after, same with Eddie once he feels you coming on his dick. He slows down his pace slowly removing himself off you. He sits infront of you watching his cum drip off your pussy, a sight he now claimed to be his favorite in the world.

“you look so beautiful right now y/n” He says reaching with two fingers at your entrance collecting the mixure of both of you and bringing up to your mouth “open up that pretty mouth of yours” he closes his eyes in pleasure as you take his fingers in your mouth sucking the cum of them “fuck youre good” he says under his breath shaking his head.

He lays down next to you, coming down from his high, noticing the handprint he has left on your throat, making him worried he hurt you he asks if youre alright

“alright? that was the best sex i ever had in my life Eddie. Finally someone with a firm hand” you laugh touching your neck “it has your handprint on it doesnt it?” you ask proudly. Eddie nods in confusion at your exicitement

“i didnt mean to leave a mark y/n sorry”

“oh please im glad you did! fuck i hope it stays there for weeks”

Your words take Eddie by surprise, he pulls you in by your waist cupping your face and bringing it closer to his

“youre fucking perfect for me” he says kissing you softly breaking away right after to ask you “you ready for round two?”

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m-jelly · 3 months

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Levi x ballerina reader. Like theyre already together and reader was warming up and levi got all blushy and didnt know how to tell her...

@kenkopanda-art <3

Stretching

Levi x fem!reader

Modern AU, fluff, romance, being a couple, ballerina reader, flustered Levi, suggestive.

Levi goes with you to practice because he adores watching you dance. This is his first time watching you stretch and as he does he starts to feel things he shouldn't in public.

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Watching you was like watching a Goddess design and create a magical world. No matter how many times Levi watched you, he was always left speechless. It just brought a smile to his face because you were so happy when you danced, it was just in your blood and soul.

The pain you would get in your feet sometimes was bad, so Levi did everything in his power to help you. He made sure he bought the best products and would massage it all into your feet and ankles. Every time you felt doubt or tired, he would praise you and give you the boost you needed. Levi always had a bag full of everything you needed to keep you going.

Today you had practice and you invited Levi to go with you, which he was excited about. Levi was the CEO of a company that supplied wonderful tea and coffee that was delicious and the trading was fair. Every single person he employed was paid fairly and had rights.

Levi helped you take your jacket off and then knelt before you and swapped your boots for your shoes. He was never asked to do this, he just loved doing it and you always felt flustered as his talented fingers moved as he tied up the ribbon.

You let out a shy whine. "Levi."

He glanced up at you with pure adoration in his eyes. "Yes?"

"You don't have to do this."

"I know." He leaned closer and kissed your knee. "I want to. I enjoy it."

You hummed a little laugh. "You're cute."

He leaned up and kissed you. "Have a good practice. I will be right here if you need me. I have your drinks and snacks."

You giggled. "Thank you. You take such good care of me."

"Because I love you."

You felt your cheeks heat up. "I love you too." You rose to your feet. "I gotta warm up."

"I'll be here. You're doing amazing."

The other people coming in didn't even register with Levi because his eyes were on you. Every move you were making was so elegant and smooth. He took a seat and admired the way you worked. A sweet smile graced his lips as you stretched your joints.

Levi blushed hard when you lifted your leg in the air and grabbed your toes. Something heated shot through him when he saw you doing the splits standing up. He tried to look away from between your legs, but it was hard to not look at how stunning and sexy you were.

Every move you made and stretch was intoxicating and attractive to him. The two of you were very physical with each other in bed, it was hard to keep your hands to yourselves. You both wanted each other and enjoyed loving and touching the other. It was not like he'd never seen you in sexy positions before, but something was setting his heart and body on fire.

He shifted a little and realised he was getting more and more needy for you. He grabbed your bag of drinks and snacks and then placed it on his lap. Now he was more comfortable, he watched you for much longer and felt himself drooling at how incredible you were. It was hard to hide his blush on his cheeks and as soon as you looked over him and smiled, you seemed to register the blush he had and simply giggled.

Levi enjoyed watching you practice and as soon as you hurried over he offered you a drink. "W-Well done."

You downed some of your drink and hummed. "We're you checking me out as I stretched?"

"I-I've never seen you stretch before. I-It was uh...n-nice."

"Nice?" You smirked and leaned closer. "Nice how?"

He gulped hard and tried to avoid your gaze. "I ah...you...well..."

You kissed Levi and nuzzled your nose against his after. "You are so cute. It's okay to admit you got horny watching me."

He groaned a bit. "I feel like an animal."

"My hungry wolf."

He looked at his lap as he blushed. He released a long sigh before speaking. "I l-loved what I s-saw. Mm...it made me...feel things...good things..."

"Well, I know how you feel. When you work out in the gym in our home? My word does it make me tingle inside." You released a long sigh. "You're incredible."

Levi got up and growled. "Maybe next time I can use you to work out. I could lift you."

You shivered. "Y-Yes."

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fanfiction-blep · 1 year

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CAN I REQ FOR BRAT TAMING QUARITCH bc im OBSESSED with the idea of him saying "whats wrong, didnt you ask for this sweetheart" while brat taming u, oh yes navi!quaritch x navi or human reader (up to you) also maybe quaritch with a spanking and belly bulge kink too 🤭

PLS DOO!! tyyty

PLEASE This man is 1000% a brat tamer. This was so much fun... I hope you enjoy ;)

Brat Tamer Miles Quaritch

Warnings: Dom Miles Quaritch/Brat tamer. Smut, Mentions of fingering, Restraints. Dirty talk. Degradation only if you squint tbh. Fluffy care giver if you squint. Daddy kink.

"OKAY! So hear me out. This man is 10000% a brat tamer wanna know how I know? A brat can see a tamer from a mile away.

look at him, he wants submission from everyone but he takes joy in forcing someone to submit. He takes pleasure in knowing he has the power to push you into submission.

Also as every Dom should he acknowledges your submission as a privilege he realises that it proves how much you trust him. You know how deep his degradation and punishments can go, so when you tease him understanding all to well exactly what is in store for you. He knows you understand the risks. (As you have vocalised this many times to each other.) In this sense his brat tamer tendencies aren't exclusive to the bedroom. He knows he has to take a more care taking role at times.

"Drink you're water princess" "Don't fucking pout at me, drink ya water. Or you want something else in ya mouth?" "Yes Daddy" "Good girl"

He will be so caring outside the bedroom, out side the wondering eyes of others. He is a very private man, he doesn't want everyone knowing his business as long as people know that you are his than that is all that matters.

He will mark you up real good to let the others know too, he'll take pride in you marking him. The first time you bit into his neck and left marks Lyle couldn't help himself. "Have a good time last night Colonel" sniggering while you blush hard, he would place his hand over your lower back in support. "Mind ya business Lyle." secretly he loves the attention, he doesn't want to get into details or have everyone be clued in on you're relationship. As long as people know he owns you, that's all he needs.

NOW inside the bedroom.

You will tease him, for days sometimes. Whether its lingering touches or pressing you body against his. If you haven't been able to be alone for a hot minuet than you'll push it further by wearing a low cut tank, showing a little more cleavage than you normally would. That would push him over the edge, there really isn't much need for skirts on Pandora. However if you retire first to your shared bedroom and he walks in on you undressing/in your underwear... Girl i feel sorry for you.

He'll close the door real slow, do the eyebrow raise thing and lock the door.

there is a cabinet next to the door, at the end of your shared bed. This is where he keeps all the kinky stuff. So if he walks in on you barley clothed or even after a day of teasing he will pull out a pair of cuffs and stalk over to you.

"Strip" Yes sir "On the bed" Anything you say daddy.

Whether you are human or Na'vi man is HUNG so you need a lot of foreplay before anything can actually happen and in moments where you have teased him. He will use foreplay as a part of the punishment. He wont give oral as foreplay as it wouldn't be a punishment.

King of edging!! He will finger you, play with you're clit and keep going until you are a mess. Unable to do anything other than writhe underneath him due to the restraints.

WILL MAKE YOU BEG FOR HIS COCK. omg could you imagine him just tilting his head pushing a lip out and looking down at you. "Ya gotta ask real nice, only good girls get rewards." "Since you want to act like a fuckin' brat i gotta fuck some manners into you"

When he finally pushes himself inside you, your wound up so tight from all the edging its too much.

"Please, daddy. It's too much" At your whimpers he would start snapping his hips into yours holding you're hips down ensuring he can continue his harsh rhythm. "What's wrong sweetheart" He'd mutter between thrusts "Didn't you ask for this? acting like fuckin' brat all day. isn't this what you wanted? To be full of my cock?" You're head would turn to the side his words sending electricity straight to you're core.

His hand would cup your chin forcing you to look at him. "You look away I stop. Understood?" You would nod into his palm, desperate for him to make you cum. "Good girl, now tell me. Didn't you want this? for me to stuff you with my cock, claim you?" A whine left you're lips struggling to form a sentence, his pace slowed down his eyes warning you to speak. "YeS! Please, that's all i wanted you to fuck me" "Fuck" He would growl thumbs beginning to bruise you're hip bones as he slammed into you, bringing you to the edge of your orgasm.

The cocky bastard would lean back on the balls of his feet and start thrusting into you at a new angle. "I don't know if you deserve to cum" He would mutter pulling his bottom lip between his teeth. Pulling you're hips slowly down on his cock. "Please" The beg that left your mouth was desperate, your eyes pleading with him. "Please I'll be good, I need it. Need to cum on you're cock daddy"

"Hmm" He would hum nodding and then he would start thrusting into you pulling yours hips to meet his own, his pace brutal and the sounds leaving his mouth fucking primal. he was a beast and he fucked you into at least two orgasms.

"Ya wanna cum again for me?" His head was thrown back, mouth agape. "Too much" You'd shake your head whimpering and whining beneath him. "thought ya were gonna be a good girl for me" You whined in defeat, almost closing you're eyes due to the pleasure. You're eyes would meet his and he would smirk at you, snapping his hips harder. "You wanna cum with daddy?" You would nod your wrists biting into the restraints. within moments he had you both cumming.

this man!! Please!!!

Brat tamer Quaritch should never be tempted unless you are mentally physically and spiritually prepared to have you're pussy wrecked.

#avatar 2 #avatar the way of water #avatar #miles quaritch smut #colonel quaritch #na’vi quaritch #miles quaritch #recom quaritch #miles quaritch x reader #smut #smut fic

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anauro · 4 months

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I’ve been going through my Google docs and found this alternative ending to ch20 of Drugs and surgical scrubs aka what would happen if Regulus didnt blurt out “the Barty and Rel thing”

“You know how sometimes friends decide to fuck up the friendship with sex?” Evan didn’t wait for an answer, before carrying on, “they say it’s just gonna be a one time thing, that it won’t change anything, but it actually does change pretty much everything. And then the other person expects things to get back to normal and I want it too, don’t get me wrong, I really do. But I can’t.” Evan looked at him pleadingly. “I can’t.”

Regulus felt anxiety weave its way into his brain. He set down his coffee and looked Evan in the eyes.

“What exactly are you telling me, Evan?”

In the peripheries of his vision, Regulus could see Evan’s nails digging into his palm. His breath hitched in his chest as Evan opened his mouth.

“Me and Barty slept together.”

Oh.

The air got knocked out of Regulus’ lung and his vision went black as Evan’s words settled in.

Evan and Barty slept together.

His two best friends. Straight. Fucked each other.

This better be a fucking joke.

But Evan didn’t look like he was joking. Instead, he mirrored Regulus’ terror, both of them staring at each other with pure fear.

Regulus cleared his throat. “Come again, sorry?”

“I slept with Barty.”

The pain that exploded in Regulus’ heart was overwhelming, each heartbeat spreading it further around his body.

“But…but you’re both straight,” he managed to squeak out.

“No, that’s the problem, Reg.” Evan reached forward and grabbed Regulus’ hand. Regulus allowed it, too shocked to protest. “I don’t think I’m straight and it scares the crap out of me,” he said in hushed voice. “I… you’ve known me since I was a little kid, so tell me. Am I different now? Does this change anything?”

Regulus wanted nothing more than to run away from here and be sick in some bathroom and then challenge Barty about this new development.

The pain in his chest was not easing off and Evan’s fingers around his hand felt like blades, seeping the poisonous venom into Regulus.

The same fingers held Barty’s hand. Touched him.

Regulus closed his eyes shut.

“Liking men isn’t a bad thing, Evan,” he forced the words out of his mouth. “It doesn’t change who you are. You were always like this, you just didn’t realise until now.”

“So I lived over twenty six years of my life without knowing? What other things am I hiding from myself then, huh? From you?”

Regulus shook his head, biting on his bottom lip. He didn’t want to have this conversation with Evan, least of all now. But when he opened his eyes and saw the desperate look on Evan’s face… Evan was still his friend. Even if Regulus hated him at that very moment.

“I’m gay, Evan.”

Surprised flickered through Evan’s face.

“You… what?”

“I’m gay, Evan,” Regulus repeated, wringling his hand free. “I’m gay and I always have been and there’s nothing wrong with me, so there’s nothing wrong with you either.”

Evan watched him, utterly astonished.

“Don’t give me this look, Ev,” Regulus sighed. “I didn’t tell you before, because it wasn’t relevant. You guys were doing your girls and I… I was hooking up with men all along.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Sorry?” Regulus scrunched up his nose. “What are you sorry for?”

“For making you feel like your sexuality wasn’t relevant. For not being enough of a good friend that you felt safe coming out to. For that… I’m sorry.”

Oh.

A warmer feeling started to spread through Regulus’ body, originating at the fingertips Evan held just a moment ago. It eased Regulus’ heartache, an aloe vera to his soul.

“It’s okay, Evan,” he said quietly. “It was me who didn’t want to come out to you guys rather than you doing anything.”

“Man, look at us,” Evan mused. “We could have been having awesome gay sex all throughout uni.”

Regulus swallowed down the bile that was coming up his throat.

“Yeah. We could have.”

He could have had Barty all along. For years, he could have had him.

If only he had said something.

“How did it happen?” The question was out of Regulus before he realised.

Evan gave him a confused look. “You mean me realizing I like women and men?”

“I mean you and Barty.” Even saying the words out loud burnt in Regulus’ throat. “How did it happen?”

“Oh.” Evan’s smile faltered. “It… just kind of did? I said I’ve been having thoughts about men and he offered and I agreed.”

“He offered?” Regulus all but choked out.

Was that how easy it was to get Barty all this time?

All he had to do was ask and Barty would offer?

#drugs and surgical scrubs #dass #regulus black #Evan rosier

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*slams credit card on the table*💳💥 💳💥 i would sell my soul for a continuation of where seb and mc left off after he slipped that ring on her finger

😆 gotta love a cliffhanger! Here is the fic where Seb slipped a ring on her finger ---> HERE

Picking up where Seb has Apparated MC and himself away from the confrontation in Hogsmeade, and they are now in his Feldcroft cottage. NSFW 🌶🔥❤️

She didnt know how long they had sat, kissing, on the floor. She thought that maybe it could never be long enough. They had so much time to make up for. But then, Sebastian stood and held out his hand to her. MC took it and he helped her to her feet. He cupped her face, gently. "Are you alright?"

She nodded. The adrenaline of facing up to William like that had worn off, and tiredness pulled heavily at her, but she felt safe. "If someone had told me I would be standing here with you at the end of the evening, I would have thought them quite mad."

"Same," he said, smiling. His thumb brushed against her cheek, his smile fading. "Any regrets? I mean, what he said about your reputation, your job. Would he really make life that difficult for you?"

"He might," she sighed. She put her hand over his, her finger tips grazing gently over his knuckles. "But I could never regret leaving with you. I just wish I'd had the nerve to find you sooner."

"Well, we're together now," he said. "Let's not worry about William tonight. He can't get to us here. We can figure out our next move tomorrow, but whatever it is, I am going to be right there with you. And next time, I wont think twice about hexing his arrogant mug."

She nodded. At his mention of being here together, alone, her eyes drifted towards the curtain that closed off the sleeping area of the cottage. Her pulse skittered and she looked back at him.

"There are two beds," he said. He really had a talent for reading her like a book. "We don't have to share one if you'd rather not."

MC was reminded of the offer William had made to her only that morning, the very reverse of this one, trying to convince her to share a bed with him. The very thought had made her blood run cold.

Now, standing here with Sebastian, she realised that the thought of being parted from him, even if only across the room, was too much to bear right now. It had taken them years to finally be able to hold each other. How was she supposed to let go?

She cleared her throat. "Is there somewhere I can freshen up?"

"Of course," he said.

He warmed some water for the basin, and found a shirt for her to wear. When he went out to fetch some more fire wood, MC went behind the changing screen and began to loosen the ties for her dress. The corset was so tight, the back having been laced by William's house elf, a grim mouthed little thing she hadn't much cared for.

MC tugged and gave a frustrated groan at the blasted thing. She hated corsets and frivolous silks. She missed the freedom of cotton blouses and duelling trousers, much preferring sturdy boots to little kitten heels. She kicked off the offending heels and tugged the stockings from her legs.

The sound of the door announced Sebastian's return, and MC paused to peek around the changing screen. He put the logs in the basket before kneeling before the fire, feeding it to boost the flames. A swirl of chill night air had come into the cottage behind him and goosebumps spread up her arms.

She bit her lower lip, watching the way his shirt moved across his shoulders as he stoked the fire. Her intake of breath was a little shaky, and she pressed fingers to her collar bone, smoothing along the skin he had kissed, remembering hia searing kisses. She shivered.

She ducked back behind the screen, turning to face the wall, hand pressed to her throat against her fluttering pulse. "Sebastian?" She called. "Would you mind? I could do with a hand."

She heard his footfalls as he approached, her heart in her mouth, but she didn't turn to look as he paused by the screen. She could hear his breathing, feel the burn of his gaze on her back. "Could you help loosen the laces of my corset, please? It's too tight for me to do it properly."

"Of course, seeing as you asked so nicely." She could hear the smirk in his voice.

He joined her behind the screen, and anticipation made her body burn, the seconds stretching between the pause of his step and the feel of his fingers on the laces.

Her own fingers toyed with the silk of the gown, the bodice of which was pooled at her waist. He tugged at the laces, a knuckle brushing against the skin of her back, and she felt the corset begin to loosen. She sighed a little in relief, her breasts relaxing after being squished behind their bonds.

Once the corset was undone, her hands fluttered in front of her breasts, nervous. Should she hold the corset in place and dismiss him? Or, should she let it fall away from her flesh? She felt the last lace pull free and the corset sagged. She realised she was breathing a little faster, the sound soft in the confined space behind the screen.

Sebastian placed a warm palm between her shoulder blades, the touch gentle, and then his hand smoothed up to the nape of her neck. She sighed again, closing her eyes. She felt her breasts tighten at the touch, the peaks hardening against the loose corset.

Then, he was sliding the pins from her hair, slowly, one by one, his fingers easing her locks free to spill down her back. Another shiver washed over her at the feel of his hands in her hair. It was intimate, personal, and it filled her with a need so strong she could almost taste it.

His hands cupped her shoulders, smoothing down her arms to her hands where he linked their fingers. He lifted her arms just enough and the corset slid forward, exposing her. He was closer, she could feel the heat of his breath at her ear, it was as fast as her own soft gasps. She squeezed her fingers around his, hungry to feel those hands on her skin.

The heat of his mouth moved lower and he pressed a kiss to the side of her neck. She tilted her head to give him more access. His lips moved, his kisses becoming firmer at her willing invitation. The corset slid to the floor, forgotten, his hands releasing hers to skim her waist, sliding smoothly over her skin to settle below her breasts.

Her head fell back with a gasp, the movement lifting her breasts, begging for his caress. He was so gentle, a whisper of skin against skin as he cupped her, a thumb teasing softly over one hard nub. She moaned, the sound so close to his ear, it made him exhale sharply.

So intent was she on the feel of his hands caressing her breasts, she hadn't even realised that one of her own arms had reached up to thread fingers through his hair. His caress moved to her sides, finger tips smoothing over the reddened marks where the corset had pinched her. He bent to press a soft kiss there, just below her breast, his tongue swirling over the sensitive skin.

She turned, needing to see him, his face was soft, his eyes darkened by his desire. She felt a sudden shyness, her arms hovering in front of her breasts. He held her close and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "We can stop," he whispered. "As much as I want you, I would never do anything you didn't want. You're safe with me."

She fiddled with the front of his shirt. "I want you too," she said. She felt a blush warm her cheeks. "It's just...I've never done anything like this before. I've never..."

She swallowed and looked down, but he caught her chin with gentle fingers, lifting her gaze to his. "Never? Not even with your fiancé?"

She shook her head. "He wanted to, but I couldn't. I didn't want to because...he wasn't you."

Sebastian's eyes widened in surprise, he even blushed a little. "I'm not sure I deserve such an honour."

Her gaze dropped to his mouth and she wondered how many girls he had kissed, how many times he had taken one to his bed. It hurt her heart to think of it, but how could she blame him? He had owed her nothing. But, how could she ever live up to the girls who had come before her? She wanted to please him, she wanted him to feel the pleasure that he gave her. The brief touches she had already tasted held so much promise, her body burning desperately for him. She wanted to return that.

"Can you show me how?" The words were a whisper. "I don't want to disappoint you."

He held her face. "Listen to me," he said, firmly. "You could never disappoint me. You must never think that. Look at you! You're beautiful, just one look at you sends me spiralling. It drove me crazy seeing you in the pub earlier, so close and yet so out of reach."

"When you touch me it's like I'm going to be swallowed in flame," she admitted. "I've never felt like that with anyone. Just you."

"I have to admit, I do like the way that sounds," he said. A gleam entered his gaze. He leant his forehead against hers, his eyes on her mouth, his breath hot. "Mine, and only mine."

Her pulse fluttered and she stared at his lips, her tongue sliding to wet her bottom lip. "Will you take it?" She breathed. "Take what is yours, please."

The passion in his kiss seared through her, his tongue sliding into her mouth, claiming her as she had asked. She clung to him, arching her body to feel the warmth and safety she craved from him. He tugged at the last fastenings of the dress, his patience now gone and he yanked hard, the rending of torn silk reaching her ears. The dress sank to the floor and he lifted her out of it, carrying her to the bed.

He placed her on top of the blanket, pausing to shed his own clothing before joining her. Her eyes were greedy, taking in the toned muscle, the soft trail of hair that led down below his navel. And, of course, the hard shaft of his arousal.

She leant up on her elbows, a little breathless at the sight of him, even a bit intimidated by the size. She squeezed her thighs together at the thought of him inside her. But then he was kissing her, his mouth tasting her skin, moving down to take a breast into his mouth. She gasped, her hips lifting to aid him as he slid her underwear free. Now, they were both naked.

She pulled him against her, moaning at the feel of their skin finally pressed together. She moved against him, delighting in the friction.

"You feel so good," he gasped. His hand moved to her hip, rocking her against him, his arousal digging eagerly against her thigh.

She smoothed her palm over his behind, moulding it, loving the feel of it after admiring the way it curved through the fabric of his trousers. She moved her hand over his hip, hovering close to where he throbbed eagerly for her. He took her hand and guided her, wrapping it around his length. She looked down, fascinated, as he showed her how to stroke him. A sound left his throat and she smiled. She was making him feel good. It made her feel empowered. He wanted her and she could give him what he needed.

He returned the favour, his fingers seeking out her heat and she gasped, her thighs instinctively parting for him. He stroked with slow, deliberate caresses, her slick spreading to ease his teasing. She couldn't help the sounds that fell from her lips, her head fell back, and she was like a desperate, wanton thing. He swirled over her clit and she cried out, a pressure building as he stroked to a rhythm that had her panting and clutching at him.

She didn't think it could feel any better, but then he slid downwards and she stared, wide eyed as he moved his mouth close to where his fingers worked. Heat flooded her cheeks at the intimacy of this gesture and then he was kissing her there. His tongue replaced fingers and she thought she might actually die, the fire inside her flared so dangerously. She was soaring to a height that made her head spin, her pelvis rocked, the need to grind against him almost unbearable. "Sebastian," she panted. Her fingers gripped at his hair. "Oh...oh..."

She felt the dip of his fingers, probing gently, sliding slowly into her as his tongue drove her higher. He pumped his fingers, twisting and curling them, picking up the pace. She could hear the wet, desperate sound of herself, the pressure almost unbearable but Merlin's beard, she did not want it to stop. Her arm flung out, fingers gripping the blanket, tugging at the fabric as though she was about to slide off the edge of the world.

And then she felt a deep clenching sensation, fiery waves of delicious release washing over her, and her eyes squeezed shut, an animalistic sound bursting from her lips. She was breathing so hard and fast as her body became fluid, sinking back into the mattress, spent.

Sebastian withdrew his mouth and fingers, she whimpered, not just at the loss of him, but also at the little pulses of aftershock. He gathered her in his arms, pressing kisses to her breasts, her neck. His hand smoothing along her waist and down to spread her leg wider for him.

"You're amazing," he whispered. He kissed her mouth, his lips and tongue hot and wet. She could taste herself, and wondered briefly how he would taste if she took him in her mouth. She moaned, her hips flexing. She felt him reach down, the press of him against her slick folds.

"Relax," he urged. "Deep, even breaths. You're doing great, so fucking perfect."

He moved to kiss her ear, his tongue sliding along the outer edge. She could feel the fire reigniting, the coil of her need twisting into life. He pressed into her, his tip nudging gently, in and out, easing her. "That's it," he whispered into her ear. "Good girl. I'm going to fuck you, I'm going to make you mine. Is that what you want?"

She flushed hotly at his filthy words. Her breathing hitched madly in her throat, her body arching greedily. "Yes," she moaned.

He pressed in deeper and she felt the sting, the stretch. He stroked her, kissed her ear, easing back out and then in again. "Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned. "I need you."

She gripped his hips, lifting her own to meet him, her heels digging into the bed. With each gentle slide of him, in and out, the sting lessened. She moaned as the new, full feel of him began to send waves of tingles deep inside her. She glanced down, watching as he thrust.

His face was set in concentration, his brow creased, his lips parted with his pleasure. She could see the restraint he was clinging on to. The sting was gone, and he felt so good, so right.

"More," she urged.

He met her gaze. "Does it feel good?"

She nodded. He watched her, eyes lidded, and he thrust deep. She groaned and he slid right back, for a desperate moment she feared he would pull out all together, and she sank her finger nails into his hip, urging him to stay in. He smirked and thrust firmly, sinking all the way in. Her moan was his reward.

She couldn't tear her eyes from his as he kept up these deep, hard thrusts. She could feel that pressure building, making her soar higher again. This time, she knew what it meant, and anticipation tingled on her tongue.

He looked down at where they were joined. "Oh fuck," he panted. "Fuck, yes."

His words sent sparks of flame through her. Who knew she liked dirty talk? The rough edge to his voice was a massive turn on, she wanted more. She slid a palm down his chest, her finger tips trying out a teasing pinch of his nipple. He moaned, the sound giving her a thrill, so she pinched again, harder.

He shifted to lean on one elbow and then he began to thrust harder, faster, his other hand reaching down to grip under her knee. He bent her leg up, easing her open so she could take him even deeper. She felt the slide of him against somewhere deeply sensitive inside of her and she arched, his name spilling from her lips.

Her release gripped her, a sudden deep clench that made Sebastian utter a low growl, he buried his face into her neck, his teeth biting down into her skin. She whimpered, stunned at the raw emotions rushing through her, her body pulsing around him. And then he, thrust deep, holding himself there as he spurted his own release. She could feel the throb of it, her arms holding him close, his heart thundering against her chest.

For a while they lay quietly, holding each other, savouring the closeness. She nestled her face against his warmth, breathing in his scent, feeling a tension slide from her. This was absolutely where she belonged. She had known it back in the Three Broomsticks, and now it was confirmed.

She brought her hand up to look at his mother's ring on her finger, no, her ring. He had given it to her. He wanted her by his side forever. "When do you leave?" She asked.

"We leave in two days," he said. She looked up at his choice of words. He smiled. "How do you feel about Italy?"

"Isn't that where you just travelled from?"

He nodded. "It is, but I want to take you there. I want to see it all again through your eyes."

Her heart danced in her chest. This was actually happening! "I will need to fetch my things, and say a few goodbyes, Poppy will have wondered where I ran off to."

"We can do all of that," he smoothed her hair back from her face. His eyes grew serious. "I will never forget how you stood in front of me, blocking me like you did. When you reached back for me, holding yourself to me..."

He paused, swallowed hard. "I already knew I loved you, but what you did, it said more than any words. When he caught us, I thought you would have gone to him, but you didn't."

"I realised it was what I had always wanted," she said. "I had to stop letting William make my choices for me. It would always be you, Sebastian. Always."

....*....

When MC awoke, the bed beside her was empty. Immediately, she sat up. Wrapping a blanket around her, she moved out from behind the curtain and saw Sebastian with an owl, a letter in his hand. "What's that?" She asked.

He turned to her, pulling her closer to kiss her forehead. "Good morning," he said. He held up the letter. "From Ominis. I sent an owl after you fell asleep last night. This is his reply. He is meeting us in London when we collect your things."

"Really?" It would be nice to see him again, she realised. "What about William?"

"Oh, you don't have to worry about him," Ssbastian said, his smile smug. "Ominis thought him a right prick, and has already used his connections to make sure he won't be a problem. Your reputation is perfectly intact. As for William's..."

MC widened her eyes. "My goodness! But, why would Ominis do all that for me?"

Sebastian frowned. "Why would he not?" He took her face in his hands. "I love you, he knows that, and he also cares for you, he wants us to have what we have always wanted. Each other. Like me, he would do whatever he had to in order to keep you safe, happy. People care about you, MC, people love you. You will never have to suffer the likes of William again as company."

Her throat felt rather thick all of a sudden. "Thank you."

"Ominis is also going to bear witness for us," he said. He slid a thumb over her lips, pressing a kiss there. "After collecting your things, we will marry. We can leave for Italy as man and wife. If you still want to, that is?"

"Oh, yes, Sebastian," she said. She wrapped her arms about him, the blanket slipping free of her grasp, but she didn't care. She was no longer shy of him. She clung to him, his arms strong and warm as they held her close. "It is exactly what I want."

#hogwarts legacy fanfic #sebastian sallow #mc x sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow fanfiction #blueraineshadows #sebastian sallow smut

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s0apmactav1sh · 19 days

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Its been a hot minute friends. I am currently going through a shitty ass time but here have me waffling about my fic im trying to write.

(This isnt an update, i just need to qrite something before i disappear for a bit over shit thats happening)

Crawler, the nickname given to you by the 141 after they got used to you casually crawling around the ceiling so it just came naturally to them to start teasing you with the nickname whenever the found you having a fit and giving out about the recruits while sitting upside down on the roof.

"Ya alright there crawler?" With how usually it was to find you in the prediment you were in right now it was no secret you didnt like the recruits you dealt with on the daily "No! How do they even survive on missions. My gods-" Cue Gaz listening for an entire hour as you ramble on about every mistake made by each individule recruit, names given and all. Once you stop your out of breathe and glaring at gaz because of the stupid grin hes been giving you. "What are you smiling at?" "You."

Spiderman kisses. No matter what no matter where. Could be in a random hallway, an office the debriefing room or any of there rooms at this point with how much time you spend with them. Soaps always the one looking for them no matter if you agrue that your nothing like a spider and he is being silly. But still you give in to the puppy eyes the werewolf man gives you. Your quite the sucker for them.

"No way am I hanging upside down because you want a kiss!" The way soaps ears droop and his tail lessens in wagging has you feeling guilty but what truly sticks it to you is the puppy dog eyes he now has to try convince you. Lips so prettily pouted and everything and who are you to deny that face. Even if you huff and groan as you geting yourself situated and crouched on the ceiling. So he can kiss you like in the spiderman movies. And as soon as its over Soaps rushing off to gaz to bloat over what you did.

Ghost somehow being the one to discover the ear bursting screech you let out when anyones hand even remotely brushes off your tail. He didnt even mean to purposely do it and the wraith was so thankful he was already dead bc the screech you had let out when his fingers lightly touched off the tip was enough to have him wincing and covering his ears to protect them.

It was a pure accident. He didnt even realise he had come in contact with your tail until you let out a horrifyingly loud screech that had him covering his ears. "Jesus. What on gods green earth was that. Are you some sort of banshee aswell." Before he can even get an answer out of you, your gone having bolted for the door as soon as that sound left your lips. What an awkward interaction that leaves you both walking on eggshells around each other.

Price deciding with all the time youve been around and the fact that his boys seem to trust you he adds you to his horde. But in a way that you dont realise that you apart of it. It starts off with him patting your back after missions amd saying goodjob, even if you were just look out. Then it moves on to him giving you random things, youve been eyeing up a new pair of gloves? Hes bought them and left them outside your door the next morning before you woke up. Its not until he leaves one of his scales on top of your desk that your realise what was happen but still you kinda oblivious so you just pocket the scale and run your fingers over it for good luck before every mission.

Ever since the others had become more comfortable and accepting with you on the team Price had bene thinking of making you a part of his horde. You'd be just like his boys, the centerpiece the thing he cared about the most. So whenever he saw your dule eyes light up at the sight of new gloves or a weapon he knew the way of winning you over was sneakily gifting you little presents. Without your gruad up so much it was easier to tell that you were a bit oblivious. Certain signs and things not processing in your mind. So when he leaves the scale down hes not sure if youll even see it but sure enough he manages to walk past your room, stopping when he see you slip the scale into the pocket of your gear before walking away with a goofy smile on his face. You may not know that your now his, but hey you will soon enough when the rest of the boys give you something of significance to them.

Silly rambles. Ok ima go take my meds and cry myself to sleep I might bring back king!price at like 4 am tonight.

#fjords rambles #call of duty #the things i do instead of sleeping #wheres my meds #im off my meds again #ive gotten 2 hours of sleep this week #im a yapper #eepy fjord #my brain is fried

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𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ˢᵉᶜᵒⁿᵈ ᶜʰᵃᵖᵗᵉʳ! 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐍 I woke up the next morning, a little later than usual. Sunbeams peeking through my cheeks who were still blushing from yesterday's situation, it seemed like they can't forget about the one who made them like this.This morning felt strange, there was no noise to be heard, Hector wasn't shouting around the house anymore, everything felt like a new start for me. To be honest I don't know what emotion is running up against my will right now, am I in love or am just dreaming? It fits more to be one, a dream, like according to what people who once were in love said "We are dreaming of those we don't have". If you told me exactly a week before everything happened that I'm awfully relating to this I wouldn't believe. I'm feeling scared and mostly concerned about Hector, we haven't talked since yesterday it's been a while really. Speaking of Hector, why didn't he wake me up to take him to his training? Maybe he didn't like yesterday's situation? What is he facing inside that dressing room? Are they having a tough time in there? Those scandals can take big influence on the team and their profit. I looked myself in the bathroom mirror while a few tears shed down my face trying to think of a valid solution that's not including staying in and hiding from the world. IIn addition to all these thoughts, I was mostly focused on the only thing and that i was wondering about whether the number 6 is doing okay, how is he coping with all of this.

After a while Hector came home, taking slow steps towards me and then fastening his walk taking a turn to his room, still not saying a word to each other. The next thing i heard was the gurgling of my bowels, I realised I didn't eat so I made us both dinner, I knocked on his door feeling numb all of a sudden.

I felt like the house was spinning but everything remained calm.

He didn't end up opening his room door, instead he texted "Tengo partido mañana, tienes que venir, alguien te necesita" which he invited me to watch him and his team mates play. The last part of the sentence sounded like someone out there needed me. The next day happened pretty quickly, it was the same but with intense more stage fright because of the game. The questions about number 6 were going through my mind obviously I was worried. When we got there, a lot of fans started to bang on the tinted glass window, sending me death treats, saying something like that I don't deserve him, I ruined his career...etc

those words pierced my soul, my voice became wobbly and I remained silent once again the world won. After a while they went somewhere else and I managed to get out of the car without getting hurt I mean physically, mentally I'm already pretty much hurt.

On my way to the gate I was hurrying, i didnt look where i go just suddenly my face gets on someone's chest, his scent was incredibly good, and while looking up, I see no one but the brown haired boy, Pablo I said to myself.And this is the moment when I experienced falling in love for the second time each again for the same person. We both smiled and I immediately apologised for ruining his shirt since all of my makeup was pressed against him. he didn't even have time to address me, a bunch of fans with ogeom signs were running towards us. He didn't even wait a bit, he pulled my hand and we ran for a while of course from them, when they finally lost sight of us, we found ourselves behind a small blunt bush that was nearby. I was breathing very loudly, skipping a heartbeat, the next thing I remember is our lips pressed together, at that moment I felt our sparks blooming. He slowly pulled out looking right into my eyes and saying "I'm going in again so don't be surprised when I do this" he pulled in and I can say there was intimacy in hesitance, hovering hands above my cheeks prodding the statement I let out a single nod. That so many bothered to say. A gentle brush of two lips, feeling a butterfly explosion right pressed onto my stomach, and delicate trembling of my fingertips, followed by the overwhelming, immediate relief from the heavy brick I had on my heart, it became pure. Perhaps not the first kiss but the first kiss I wanted. All of my worries disappeared as soon as our hands touched, despite his hands being cold from the wind also going through my hair i felt safe after a long while of not being. We turned back in silence and reached the stadium again, where the game was supposed to start in a few minutes. Me and Hector were still not talking, but I let a smile to him out wishing him a good luck. I still haven't seen number 6 for 20 minutes now and were already 10 minutes into the match. Not losing any hope, broad shoulders finally entered the field. The smile on my face widened, but the fear in my stomach has deept, and as always my expectations are coming to life. The next thing I saw was Pablo on the field laying in pain, holding back his screams while his arm Is pressed on his mouth, as the noises were trying to escape he didn't let them win, my heart began to ache, not like the ache you feel between your eyes or the ache in a tooth when u have cavity, my heart aches likes there's one million people tearing at its most tender places, I started to panic, then I sinked seeing first aid as they carry him from the field. without any hesitation i rushed towards him, pushing thousands of people to get through. Please Pablo say something, are you okay!?

It's going to be fine okay!! I kept saying that. I pressed myself against him and I held him in my arms tightly never planning of letting go "am I hurting you Pablo" I asked with a shaky drabbled voice.

Only if you stopped said the brown haired boy while holding my hand in disgrace.

I glanced at the game and noticed Hector and the other Barcelona players looking carefully at the cart, they clearly couldn't focus on the match. I saw Pablo glancing at them too back an forth. Minutes after his team mate and also one of my Friends Ferran scores and dedicates the goal to Gavi, pablo saw all this because the cart was facing the field, he slightly sends out a beautiful smile , full of spark and longing.

Three weeks passed by, I haven't heard of Gavi since he got injured, but somewhere on the news I read that he is back on the field. Plus me and Hector are still on weird conversations. My main questions are, is he doing okay, and when will I see him again. Wondering when will our eyes meet and create a magnificent bond that can't be expressed through words. I still replay our kiss in my head, over and over again, making it seem like a movie with no ending, the movie that you recommend everyone to go search for it. But that's really not the only thing that I should be worrying about I literally have an event, slightly bigger one though so I have to carry on with the look. Later that day, I sat by the closet, constantly looking for that one dress, I was about to give up but suddenly something sparkly chatched my eye, if it is what I think it is then yeah I found it. After hours of trying, I finally found it! The dress was long with refined zircons around the neckline, in simple words it looked like it came out of a fairy tale, she had long sleeves and a set of gloves of the same color and material. I'm so excited to wear it! Naive me thinking nothing can possibly go wrong until... That day came, I entered the event with a straight head and a confident walk, I walked on the red carpet without looking from the side until, meanwhile, the cameras started rolling and the person I most wanted to see appeared at the door of the event. Pablo, it's him. It was the same thing that the cameramen repeated after every step he took, man he looked powerful. After some time spent, a journalist started questioning me about my and Gavi's so-called relationship, I kept silent while my heart wanted to explode, it had so much words to say but didn't.

Basically he ignored me the whole time, he didn't dare even to look at me. What a jerk, said this to comfort myself.

The Pain, I never expressed it potentially, I never screamed and jumped about it, never bawled and wept but the pain I felt was still. My heart was aching but never too loud, no one ever heard, I didn't allow anyone to, it itched and felt numb inside of me but in reality, it never went away. His smile was permanently plastered inside of my mind, the moment, too short but never enough to go out. But now it's 2:45 am, instead of sleeping I'm trying to find the words to explain how my world looks without you in it. Pablo, its like i became allergic to that name,or was I just tired of missing it? 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃...

#pablo gavi #gavi x yn #fc barcelona #hector fort #gavi fluff #gavi x reader #gavi #love

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hwa-ae · 2 months

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Gold Rush —

: ̗̀⇢pairings: shinyu x lesserafim member! reader

: ̗̀⇢synopsis: IN WHICH shinyu falls for a person he shouldn't have fallen for, a lesserafim member, [name].

: ̗̀⇢genre: fluff, sfw

: ̗̀⇢warnings: swearing, slight characterisation of the reader, written in shinyu's pov, purposely written in lowercase, reader is a female (because lesserafim is a girl group)

"sunghoon-ssi, i wonder what group is coming for today's music bank?" [name] asked, looking at sunghoon who was the mc alongside her.

"well, [name]-ssi, i think today's group is the new boy group who just debuted under hybe, pledis!" sunghoon read out the script skillfully.

"ahh right! what was their group name again? t-... to...?" [name] pretended to forget, playing along with the script.

"it's tws, [name]-ssi! how could you forget?" sunghoon shook his head disapprovingly.

"right! well then, where are they?" [name] looked around, pretending to be confused as tws jumped out from behind. "ah! there they are!"

"why don't you guys introduce yourselves to the audience who arent familiar with you guys yet?" sunghoon asked tws, signalling for them to do their group chant.

"tws, say hello. 24/7 with us, hello we are tws!" a familiar leader started, making you look back at the group to spot the leader, shinyu.

"ahh! aren't they such a fresh group, sunghoon-ssi?"

"hm, they are, but i think enhypen is fresher!"

"oh really? well then i think lesserafim is smarter!" [name] smirked as she referenced back to her own group's recent comeback's b-side song, 'smart'.

tws, or to be specific, shinyu watched the two mc's interact with each other in front of the live broadcast with a slightly salty reaction. he knew that [name] and sunghoon has been friends for a long time, but it didn't stop him from feeling jealous of their interactions.

shinyu has had a crush on [name] since the day he entered hybe for the first time. he had gotten lost on his first time there, which lead him to [name], who so sweetly helped him get to his destination. ever since then, he has tried to have an interaction with her again, any interaction.

the day she debuted in lesserafim, he had anticipated for her to receive much love and support, but he didnt expect her to become as famous as she was now. it's almost as if, everyone who has met her, wants her. that's when he realised that falling for someone like her, was either going to ruin him or improve him for the better.

he couldn't do anything but watch her and sunghoon laugh and chat while he stands behind, waiting for his turn to speak.

"so, shinyu, could you please explain to us what your group's new debut album, 'sparkling blue' is about?" [name] suddenly turned behind to look at him, smiling widely, causing his cheeks to heat up slightly as he looked at her lips. clearing his throat, he began to explain while avoiding eye contact to prevent rumours from spiralling up in order to protect [name]'s reputation.

after the interview, shinyu waited for her outside lesserafim's door. as he knocked on the door, another member of lesserafim, sakura, opened the door instead.

"[name]-ah! someone is looking for you again!" sakura quickly realised who he was here for as she turned back to look for [name] before turning back to excuse herself.

'again? do people look for her that often? i guess everyone wants her, like me...' he thought to himself silently as he waited for [name].

"junghwan oppa? you were looking for me? also, you did really well in the interview today!" [name] smiled up at him. as he saw her smile, he understood why everyone would like her.

"i... wanted to tell you something..." shinyu began, shifting around nervously as she waited patiently for him to start. "i... like you, and i wish to get to know you better!"

hearing no sound, he looked up anxiously, waiting for her response, only to see her smiling face as she suddenly hugged him tight.

"i like you too! i always thought you liked me as a sister, but now i know you dont like me that way!..." [name] mumbled into his chest, where her head was as she continued hugging him.

"r-really? well then, could i maybe... court you?" he stuttered out as his face heated up.

"yes of course! im so glad you asked, junghwan oppa!" [name] giggled as she saw his red face.

'god, anyone would die to be in my position right now! yea... i could get used to this...' shinyu thought to himself before smiling gently.

do not steal, plagiarise or translate my work on any platforms!

#shinyu x reader #shinyu tws #shinyu #shin junghwan #shin junghwan x reader #shinyu x you #shin junghwan x you #shin junghwan tws #tws #tws x reader #tws x you #kpop #kpop x reader #kpop x you #hwa-ae's stories ♥︎

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max-the-many · 5 months

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Start here:

('body a day' #12: six)

So I reached for the phone again. It literally was flooded with messages of all sorts of guys. But I scrolled for others. Didnt take long until a guy caught my attention, sporting a pretty chill selfie, probably at the gym.

I went for it a little lower this time, still pumping from the storm before and he seemed to vibe on the same boat. Still I invited him to come over. Again, he replied to be at my place pretty immediate.

I welcomed him rather moderate, throanging over a bathrobe when the door rang. The tingle was pretty evident, when our eyes met, but I gently pulled him into the hallway with a warm smile, stated my pleasure for him coming over.

His smile really was adorable, giving this slight hint of shiness in a quite moment standing infront of one another.

And I stepped closer, feeling his presence, lifting my hand to cup the back of his head, still just looking into his eyes, coming closer and closer until our lips met.

It was such a desirable change of pace, while soon enough my longing for this alien sensation grew stronger yet again, injoying him nothing less as we just stood in the hallway, kissing, feeling eachother, his hands not even sliding under my robe.

So gentle, so slow yet loaded with attraction, my head drivting towards that spot in my chest ever so often, more and more feeling a kind of gentle pulse towards him.

"Come in" I sounded eventually, leading him into the bedroom where we continued, slowly starting to get under covers, injoying us, injoying the simple sensation of touch, loosing all sense of time, drifting into bliss while I found into laying ontop of him, uniting in waves of motion until I realised the pulse inside my chest had gotten more and more substential, even hugging our pleasures, tongling to be released in any moment. And I swayed on and on, feeling his hands on my back his gentle, longing kisses, his purring moans, bursting in anticipation, covering each other with pure bliss in a hightening moment of shared satisfaction.

But other than that my chest remained the same.

We stayed besides for quite a while, hardly speaking a word, injoying the company, little kisses, skin on skin, bodies interlocking until he left with another long kiss.

And I was left questioning again. Was I closer ? Was it even real? The possibility of doing it myself? And again, those questions felt so unreal. Just days before I wouldn't have ever thought that something like this would be possible in the slightest.

I took the phone again. Maybe for distraction, scrolled through the pages, the message, without really paying much attention.

All those guys, porentially available at a whim. Not only for adventures like I just had but for experiences way beyond. If I only could figure out how, if even really possible.

What if I was stuck in my neighbours body? I mean it wouldn't be the worst, but the tjought of switching back and forth all just as I wished for it... just felt so right! So tempting, so exceptionally perfect. And I already changed from that dude at the beach into my neighbour! There must be a way!

But for today I was exhausted.

"Wanna hang?"

A message caught my eye. It was a lean, hazel eyes guy, a boyish smile under dark brown curls. Yeah, hang, chill, just injoying company. This was just what I needed...

"Sure"

We met some blocks away from the flat. I really needed some air. He greeded me with this captivating smile even sweeter now than on his pics.

It was a midly chill evening, dark and cozy in a way while we wandered through the streets, having a chat. It was quite strange at times to catch myself forgetting, that I was inhabiting the body of my neighbour, that I was him! Or at least had his looks which effected my behavior quite a bit.

Soon we ended up in his flat again, the flat of my neighbour.

"Tee? Sure"

Chatting on I felt really drawn to him. He was so calm, so... here. His looks, his ways. We were drawn to eachother without any hesitation.

"It's really nice to have you here" I eventually stated, laying my hand on his cheeks vbefore I kissed him.

But other than that, we just got closer, leaned into eachother, eventually laying on the couch, injoying the feeling of eachother, undressing to just our underwear, feeling the warmth of our skin, eventually falling asleep under a simple blanked.

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He was still asleep as I opened my eyes in the early morning. What a day it was. And what an encounter at the end.

I got up, heading for some tea. As I returned I just marveled for a moment on the sight of him, sleeping on the sofa just wearing those simple, cute briefs.

I sat besides him on the floor, leaning on the couch, sipping on the steaming cup, thinking of the past days. Eventually my thoughts ended up on my chest again, breathing, searching, focusing on the movements of that gorgeous body, its blood flowing, gentle twitches of those well-tended muscles, that chest going in and out deeper with every breath.

I got calm, my head got lighter, my thoughts more free than they were for a good while now. And without pressure I noticed a glow in my chest, a pulse, like a soft force, growing ever so gentle while my mind felt the presence of...

My hand lifted up to my chest without me really leading it yet it was my will that controlled it until I felt that same feeling of crossing the surface of my chest like it happened at the beach.

And there it was, that glow growing in my hand, pulled out of my chest, the chest of my neighbour, his body twisting towards that gentle soul laying behind me before everything went black...

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It was the smell of home that I noticed first, coarse fabric against my nose, a slight chill on my naked body. I opened my eyes, seeing the dark brown of the corner I was turning to, stiring my body gently, feeling soft fabric arounf my hips.

I turned around. And there he was. My neighbour, leaning against the couch with closed eyes.

I stood up feeling a mixture of sleepyness and confusion. And it just slowly poured into my mind as I headed towards the mirror, that I found myself inhabiting the body of that sweet, hazle-eyed soul.

I just stood infront of the mirror for quite a while. It worked! It really worked! Or at least, it felt like beeing not only the force of some detatched energy, pulling me in and out without me having any control of it.

The sound of heavy moans got me out of my thoughts again. As I looked to my neighbour, he seemed to wake up and as I remembered the irritated reaction of that dude from the beach I figured, it would be best to leave before he was fully aware of things again, however it really was for him.

So I grabbed the cloth of my new host and left, not without another good glimpse of that stunning body of my neighbour, those muscles, that chisled fase and the prominent bulge in loose boxershorts.

I almost could feel the sensation of it growing as I hastily put on my new cloth in the hallway before I left. Maybe this wasn't the last visit here...

#body a day #prompt #male posession

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writingsofwesteros · 1 year

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Not sure if this counts as taboo but will you write something where youre asking larys for a favor and you expected that be gets paid in gold. You were surprised when he asks you to undress and touch yourself in front of him. You didnt know who else to ask for a favor so you do it. Tears of embarrassment quickly turn to tears of pleasure when you hear him touching himself too 😏😊

AN:Hi, I hope you like it. Warnings for dark Larys and everything that entails x

NSFW

“Thank you, that will be all.” You smiled gently to your handmaiden as she shut the door behind herself. Now only you and Lord Strong were here; sadly because of his ailment you knew there would be no talk or gossip. Your smile only continued as your body relaxed in his presence; much to his delight.

“Larys..” You whispered. More happy to see him than you should be but it meant what you had asked was now completed. “My lady.” He whispered out and slowly made his way over to the cushioned settee. “I’m glad you are here.” You hummed and motioned towards the jug of wine just beside him.

“Oh, thank you.” Larys purred; enjoying the little foreplay they were having even if you did not realise it. You bowed your head for a moment before turning around. Your hand began to reach for the coins. Larys’ head cocked to the side as his dark eyes moved over your body. Your dress clinging to your perky arse and ample breasts.

A soft look of confusion came over his face when he noticed the velvet bag in your hand; the sound of coins touching each other. “Is that my payment?” Larys purred, leaning back into his seat as his confidence came off him in waves. “Of course, my lord.” You whispered so prettily. He couldn’t wait to hear you screaming.

“Oh, you are precious.” Larys purred. A flash of confusion came over your face as you cocked your head to the side. “I do not understand.” You hummed and he could feel himself growing harder. The dynamic easily changed even as he stayed seated. “Shh, I will tell you.” He whispered.

The silence spread over the room whilst he allowed longer than needed. “Take your dress off.” The words bluntly left his mouth but Larys was never one to sugar coat his words; not in these situations. “No..no, I couldn’t..” You began to babble and stepped towards the door. “I would not…unless you want me to tell everyone.” He threatened and his cock twitched at your whimpering.

Your eyes were watering as you tried to be strong. Your shaking hands moved to the delicate buttons and his dark eyes instantly moved to watch. They never blinked as time seemed to stay forever. Your soft skin slowly becomes more and more on display until the material dropped to your feet.

A smirk tugged on his lips as his eyes darkened if that was even possible. “Good girl..” He purred his praises and watched as you shivered. Oh, he’d keep that information locked away. Maybe for public use and see how quick it takes you to collapse for him again. “Touch yourself.” His orders continued.

“I don’t….don’t know what you mean.” You stuttered out. Your arms moving over your chest but only a raised eyebrow from Larys had you whimpered and your arms moving to your sides now. “Oh, this is delightful.” He purred; leaning back into the chair. “Place your little hand in between your legs. Let's see how wet you are.”

His words continued to confuse you but you knew you had to follow them. He watched as your hand slowly moved in between your legs that now shook. A flash of confusion moved over your eyes once more as you realised how wet you were. It seemed that did not go unnoticed by Larys.

“Now, do what feels nice.” He hummed. His own heart racing as he watched you step back until your back hit the wall. Your delicate fingers slowly moved through your folds, catching your clit. It was enough to have you arching and stopping in fear of the new pleasure. “Do not stop again.” Larys harshly ordered.

You whimpered and squeezed your eyes shut as they began to water. Your body was nearly shaking now and he could only watch. “Open those pretty eyes.” Larys purred and they snapped open. “Gods, I can hear you from here. Are you sure you did not want this?” He continued his cruel teasing as you shook your head; words lost to you.

“Faster..” He continued to control you. Your fingers were completely soaked by your wetness now as you circled your clit. “Oh..oh gods…” Your stomach was tightening as you quickened your circles. “Now, place two of your fingers inside yourself.” Larys purred and watched as your eyes widened. You had never done that..never inside, that was for your husband to be.

“Do it…” Larys was growing impatient. His cock was leaking already as he watched you easily slide two of your fingers inside your weeping pussy. “Too big…” You babbled and his chuckle was your only answer as your eyes rolled back. “Move them..” He hummed and watched as you did just that.

You could feel your muscles spasming, your walls wrapping around your fingers already as the pleasure was easily forming. “Add another..” He ordered and it was then that you realised your eyes had fallen shut. A soft gasp escaped you as you saw his cock. His fist moving up and down with speed.

“Another..” He grunted out and you tried to push a third finger inside your weeping pussy. Your legs shaking as the pain and pleasure continued. The tears began to fall now but you knew they were of pleasure. You couldn’t stop staring and you wondered for a moment if you were just as bad as he was.

Your fingers moved faster without thinking as you rocked from the wall now. Your soft, ample breasts bouncing as the candles flickered. The cries of pleasure escaping you and Larys knew he would have to gag you next time..or stuff his cock inside your hot mouth, whichever was easier.

You couldn’t stop the white-hot pleasure ripping through you for the first time as you squirted around your fingers. The pleasure scared you and had you shaking; your finger stopping moving as you unintentionally ruined your orgasm. His laughter echoed around the room. “Keep going.” He purred.

His own fisting grew and you could see cream moving down his thick cock. “Again.” Larys snarled and watched as you cried out. You were so overstimulated; the pleasure had you shaking still as you forced yourself to keep moving your fingers. His eyes never left you and neither did your own.

His gunts had your attention now and your eyes widened as his own release came over him. His cum moving over his fingers as your own played still.

Your body wiggled as Larys slowly moved to stand. One hand holding his pants as his cock continued to stay out. The fear of something so big moving inside you far outweighed anything else as he finally came to a stop. “Oh we are going to have so much fun together.” Larys purred and before you knew it; his cum covered fingers moved into your mouth.

You shook your head and whined but he only pushed deeper. Your gagging had his chuckles returning as you finally began to suck. The obscene sound of your wetness echoed around the room as you struggled to keep your fingers moving. Oh, when would this end, you thought to yourself.

#larys strong x y/n #larys strong x reader #request

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jennaissantes · 2 years

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ENHYPEN

- FIRST KISS WITH THEM! [hyung line]

warnings: fluffff omg, a spoiler for those who havent watched stranger things season 4 (L), and way too much fluff and kissing help. lmk if i missed any!

HEESEUNG!! after a much needed date, heeseung and you stood on your doorstep, neither of you ready to let each other go, even if it was just for the night. although the two of you hadn’t been dating for very long, the two of you liked each other very much. and also, neither of you had kissed each other just yet. heeseung turns to look at you, and is once again blown away by how absolutely beautiful you look. you hug him, arms going around his neck as his wrap around your waist, holding you close. pulling away from the hug, neither of you take your arms of each other, only looking into each other’s eyes. and in that moment, as he traced his eyes around your face, his eyes couldn’t help but land on your lips, flickering between your eyes and them, and suddenly the only thing on his mind is wanting to kiss you.

“y/n?” he breathes out, pretty nervous. you smile at him “yes?” his eyes flicker to your lips once again and he leans in a bit closer, his nose now brushing against yours.

“can i kiss you please?” you gasp a bit on hearing him. although you did know somehow that he would ask, that didnt mean your heart couldn’t do multiple flips at his question. unable to form words, you could only nod, smiling at seeing his eyes light up before he almost immediately closes the distance between the two of you.

his lips are soft against yours, unmoving for a while before he starts moving his lips against yours. the two of you pull out for just a second, and youre a bit dazed. but no time to think, because hes pulling you back in for a second one.

JAY!! “Oh my god delete that right now!! Jay I look so ugly!” you shout at your boyfriend, begging him to delete the extremely [cute] ugly photo he had taken and was now trying to make his lock screen.

“No can do babes, you look too cute.” he smiles at you and you only frown in return. “Well then, you ow me something. I dont know what but yeah you gotta give me something ; like a gift or something.” you cross your arms as you stand in front of him.

He smirks “Is it alright if i give you the gift right now then? To make up for it? Hm?” he comes closer to you and you wonder if he was gonna do what you thought he was going to.

“Close your eyes baby.” You take in a sharp breath and do as he said, shutting your eyes a bit too tightly, your lips pursed. He chuckles at your nervousness, knowing that it was your first kiss. He was glad you let him be your first.

He kisses your forehead first, placing his lips on your temple gently, making you relax. Then he brings up one of his palm to cup your cheek, the other going around your waist. After taking one last glance at you, he places his lips on yours, and you tense up again immediately. Jay brings you closer to him, reassuring you, and you smile a bit.

“Well that was nice. Wanna do it again?”

JAKE!! To say that you were excited to see Jake was an understatement. You made sure that your dress has no more wrinkles as you walked your way into the party, eyes searching for him through the crowd and lighting up as they find their mark.

“Y/n! You came!” Jake jogs up to you, hugging you close as you laugh and return the hug. He pulls out of the hug but doesnt take his hands off your waist as he eyes you up and down.

“You look so beautiful.” He breathes out, loving the way you shy away from his gaze. “C’mon theres something I wanna show you.”

Hand in hand, the two of you now sit at the balcony, gazing at the stars. Jake turns to you and sees the soft smile on your face. You look ethereal.

“Y/n?” he softly calls out and you turn to look at him, gasping softly at the close proximity.

And before he can stop himself, Jake is leaning in to kiss you.

His lips are soft against yours, moulding into yours perfectly. When he realises that youre kissing him back, he puts an arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“Would now be a bad time to tell you that I really like you?”

SUNGHOON!! Movie marathons with your boyfriend is starting to become a weekly ritual you thinks. [me thinks so too]

Today, the new season of Stranger things was playing on your TV, and you were surprisingly not scared by Vecna. (You think its because Sunghoon is cuddling you so you really cant help but feel so safe in his arms.)

What you dont realise is that his face is right next to your shoulder, so when you turn around to tell him that you were going to get up to go get some water, youre met with his face right in front of yours. Your eyes widen. Youd had many moments like these, but youd always chicken out and run away. But this time, with his tight hold around you, there was nowhere to run.

He looks into your eyes, a silent conversation happening through your eyes, and the moment you give him a slight nod, his lips are on yours.

You close your eyes and melt into his arms. His lips are soft against yours, and his touch sends you shivers. He caresses your waist, kissing you deeply, and you cant help the butterflies forming in your stomach.

“Can I go get some water now?”

A/N: fml bro i hate myself for writing this 😔 MAKNAE LINE COMING SOON WOOOO ALSO ALSO ALSO feedback and reblogs are much appreciated muah <3

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aku-babe · 2 years

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how did you start dating aku?

sorry i havent posted in a bit! heres some messy drabble to make up for it ♡

you liked him first, but he fell in love first

you never expected him to like you back, and since he was your superior, u pushed it away and didnt act on ur feelings

but while u were pushing it away, he was falling !!!

aku was at first completely oblivious of his feelings, and only realised after chuuya or someone teased him abt him staring at you

he was confused, like really confused. he's never been this close to someone before, so he doesn't know what it means

after a lot of overthinking and sleepless nights he might suck up his pride and go to chuuya for advice

...which was a bad idea bc chuuya laughed at him and teased him even more

but chuuya did help him a bit, and aku finally realised that it isnt normal to think about someone 24/7, and it definitely is not “just friends“ if u think abt kissing them

has no idea what he's supposed to do so he also pushes his feelings away :(

u both end up avoiding each other for a bit like a few weeks

but it gets way too frustrating, and not knowing how your missions are going starts to worry him bc he rly cares abt ur safety and wants to protect you :(

he finally snaps when he hears rumours that the mission was compromised, and he drops his work asap and rushes to where you are

his heart is beating fast as he searches all around for you, pulse increasing rapidly as he starts to worry

he finally sees you at the back of building, and he's never been more relieved

you're surprised to see him there after not seeing him for weeks, but before you can even ask what he's doing there, he grabs your shoulders and hugs you !!!!

you're stunned and when aku realises you aren't hugging back hes about to pull away in embarrassment, but you're quick to pull him back and tightly wrap your arms around him

after a minute you both pull away, yet he keeps his arms on your waist as he eyes the cuts, bruises and blood on your body

would probably say something dumb like “why didnt you call me for backup?” knowing fully well he's been avoiding you :|

you hesitate to answer and he starts feeling a little bad but then his thoughts get sidetracked as he realises how close the two of you are rn

ok ik this is really cliche but imagine it starts raining at that moment... u both look at the sky and then back at each other, but none of you move away even as you start to get soaked

his messy hair sticks to his forehead from the rain, his usually pale cheeks are flushed pink, and his lips... staring at them isnt enough and you can't resist anymore

as you stare into his beautiful eyes, all your worries and logic fades away as you can focus on only him, and how much you want him right now

you lift up your hand to caress his cheek, and watch how his cheeks turn even more red !!!

feeling bold, you cup his cheeks and kiss him on the lips, right then and there, you didn't care that it was raining or that you were in public, all that mattered was him.

his brain shortcircuited for a good minute once he felt your lips on his 💀

when he finally came back to his senses, he was quick to pull you closer and hold you tight in his arms

he didnt care that both of you were soaked, he didn't care that your blood had ruined his shirt, you were safe in his arms, and thats all he wanted.

he probably took you to his house afterwards under an excuse of wanting to “treat your wounds”

even after all this he was probably too shy and embarrassed to ask you to become his gf officially, so he would just start acting like youre already dating. if you want him to say it's official, you would have to ask him first lol

but he would definitely tell others that you were his, might even call you his girl

is very protective of you and cares a lot abt you!!

would take a while to get used to being intimate with each other, but once it's done, he loves it so much

doesnt like pda but in private, he always wants you near him, preferably his lap <3

sorry i know this was rly messy and rushed 😭 i will try writing this as a proper oneshot later <3 i hope u liked it anyways

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Shunsui Kyoraku x Reader x Aizen Sosuke

im sorry its cringe. writing is definitely not my strong suit 🥲

Aizen betrays society and your love for him but another shmexy ass man is just around the corner

- “i feel so bad for her.. imagine dating a traitor just to be dumped”

- “Who knows? She could be one of them..”

- This was your new life now, being the gossip of soul society for the last relationship you had with the 5th squad captain. But as a captain yourself, you didnt let it falter you. You continued training and fighting, if not more than usual, with a single goal in mind. Vengeance for the man you’ve given your heart to… and who left you

- To be fair, what you had felt so real, the both of you talked about the future, having a little Aizen, you practically moved in to his sector considering the amount of time you’ve spent there. Everyone loved and respected the both of you. The other captains truly saw how much you cared for each other and how deeply in love the both of you were, like a match from heaven.

- You found happiness and love in that man. he just ticked everything off your checklist. His warm personality, soft looks and kind soul. However, it all crumbled to hell when he betrayed soul society. You couldnt believe your Sosuke would do such a thing.

- The one thing you were most afraid of became real, he just disappeared without even saying goodbye, let alone a reason or if you would see him again. You didnt even see him the day he left, you only heard the news from others.

- You knew he would leave you some day. How could a man as perfect as him stay with someone like you? but you clinged on to a glimpse of hope that he would be the one.. such foolishness..

- But you didnt cry, not in front of others at least. You’re not going to look like a pathetic damsel in distress. Aizen has caused enough damage to your ego and reputation.

- One day Shunsui had to hand deliver paperwork to you.

- When he knocked on the doors to your office, there was no answer. How disappointing… where could she be? He thought since he came all the way anyway he’d just leave the folders on your table

- “Yo (Y/N) Chan, Im letting myself in”

- The sight he was greeted with made him raise his eyebrows and lips slightly ajar.

- your office was in a mess, it looked like there was a bull in a china shop.

- “yare yare… what have you done (Y/N) chan?”

- As he was about to leave, he saw you with your zampakuto and in a fighting stance.

- “Sorry, Captain Kyoraku, i thought you were.. nevermind”

- his heart felt a pang of sadness when he saw that sadness in your eyes before you looked away.

- “what were you doing in my office anyway?”

- You then noticed the neat stack of paperwork on your table. right beside the hole you left on it. it was also mostly empty when you sweeped everything off it in a fit of rage this morning

- “couldnt you have asked Nanao?”

- “I could have”

- He noticed a bottle of hard liquor in your other hand. “Are you gonna share that?”

- “No.”

- You ended up sharing it with him. The both of you seated at the engawa outside your office since your office was in no state to have guests.

- The both of you sat in silence and he realised how red your eyes have been and how it looked like its been stripped off of any life and light. Your cheeks were getting hollow too and your usual plump lips were cracked and dry.

- “You’re making this old man worry, captain (Y/N), you don’t have to be strong, grief and let it all out.”

- You took another chug from the bottle and emptied it.

- “Slow down little girl, I know I said grief but you dont want to-“ A hand at both sides of his head cut him off as you pulled him in for a kiss.

- It turned into a heated make out session. Your cold hand on his chest finally woke him from his love trance and sense came flooding back to his head

- “Please (Y/N)… As much as I love women throwing themselves in my arms, i dont want to take advantage of you in this state.” and it would break him if you were only using him as a rebound

- “I’ve been thinking of you Captain… Please help me…” and that was enough to make a sane (kinda) man to go feral

- Shunsui treated you with kindness. Although you were still recovering from your break up and finding yourself again, he was patient and always willing to be there for you. The both of you decided that you didn’t want your relationship to be public yet. He knew that it would only welcome more gossips about you. He wanted nothing more to let everyone know his claim but you were more important that his wants. Knowing what you’ve been through with Aizen already, he was always considerate of your feelings and still loved you unconditionally, even spoils you with goods

- It was finally the day, Aizen had infiltrated soul society once again, it was the day he would reunite with her and take her back with him. To be his queen.

- “Sosuke, why….” You held your zanpakuto tightly in your hands, ready for combat.

- “My love” he smiles at you.

- “You fucking liar. Don’t call me that anymore. You threw everything we had away when you left me and betrayed soul society.”

- “My dear, are you going to be mad at me before hearing my explanation? …I-”

- A gush of wind and your pink clothed boyfriend is now standing between the both of you “Yo Aizen, fancy seeing you here.” His voice then changed to a deeper one, “Hurt her again and I’ll end you.” Shunsui Kyoraku, do you know how wet that made me?

- The usually calm man replies with a laugh so sinister, “ Know your place,Kyoraku. ”

- “You’re a smart man Aizen. Here’s a hint” You planted a kiss on Shunsui’s neck while hugging him from behind, keeping your eyes on Aizen the whole time. A smile forming on your lips when you saw the rage in his eyes that was enough to make a grown man shudder and cry. You even went as far as to carress your hand down his abdomen, just above his crotch and palming it gently. You could see his hands clenching now and his jaw tighten but just for a second.

- “I should have killed you, but i couldn’t. I foresaw everything but I could not have predicted falling in love with you.”

- He still could have killed you, instead he vanished once again, just like that day…at least you weren’t alone this time.

- He left Shunsui surprised. He would expect Aizen to create havoc and to fight. Was it because you were too close to him? That attacking him now would mean hurting her? He couldn’t believe it. Was there heart in that man? Would (Y/N) go back to him knowing that he still loved her?

bonus:

“Come here you little minx…” He throws you lightly on the ground “Is teasing me in front of your ex funny to you?”

“Oh come on darling, don’t give me that look. I know you loved it.” you giggled. He lifts your legs over his shoulders.

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