#now on to answer some more fun asks 😏

[theflyingfeeling]

Aaaaaaa OlliAllu crushing on each other aaaaaaa 🥺💖💕

I wanna know everything about the timeline! 😍

Thanks for asking!! My favourite topic!! 🥺

So just as a disclaimer: the following is based on nothing much but my vivid & delusional imagination (except that it's all totally true and real 😌)

Behold,

💖 The Olli/Allu Love Story Timeline* 💖

(*according to theflyingfeeling / this is gospel truth okay don't fight me)

Pre-Aleksi-joining-the-band / Timebomb -> becoming friends 👨🏼‍🤝‍👨🏻

So I imagine that before Aleksi joined the band, he and Olli were friendly but maybe not super close (or as close as Aleksi may have been to Joel/Joonas/Niko). They respected each other as musicians and, as time passed, figured the other is a pretty cool dude to hang out with and fun to play shows with 🤝 By the time Aleksi joined the band, they were already good friends 😌

(I love how from the very beginning it was not unusual to spot them next to each other in pictures (yes yes I know about their team short/team tall arrangement in pictures, humour me a little here though)

Can we also cry about this (irrelevant to Olli/Allu (unless Olli wrote this)):

"our lovely friend" 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

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2021: UMK / Eurovision / post-Eurovision -> developing the crush 💕

They started working on Dark Side pretty much right/around when Aleksi first joined the band, right? By then they all, including Olli, had spent more and more time with Aleksi in the studio as well as on stage before he officially joined the band. During the UMK/Eurovision project, however, they were suddenly working together way more intensely (especially after winning UMK), so I like to think that was when their friendship deepened and they found out just how much they have in common (e.g. all their nerdy mutual interests). They probably started to chat more just the two of them (in the UMK video 15 facts about Blind Channel, Aleksi mentioned calling Olli (and always catching him biking lol)) and sort of just drifted towards each other so that they were frequently seen together (the screencap on the right is taken seconds before they stop to stare each other in the eyes, sorry I don't have a gif of that) 💕

(and no I haven't done extensive research on how much more often they were spotted together in comparison to how often they were spotted with other band members just sshhhhhh it's not like this is a doctoral thesis)

If I recall correctly, they also did some interviews together, at least this one where they look like they had just woken up from a nap with lots of cuddles (and maybe even some shy kisses for fun (because sometimes good friends make out for the lols, right??), I mean come on, they look so soft 🥺💓

They also sat (and partied) next to each other during the finale, and shared that one looooooooong hug I mean COME OOOOOON they don't want to let go of each other 😭

Of course, we cannot forget about the tipsy/drunken cuddles during that interview (and in the hotel room a bit later, source: I just know it in my heart) 💞

(remember also the other, less known drunk interview that showed Olli staring at Aleksi dreamily 🥺)

I think around this time they also got a bit flirty with each other for the first time? At least if one is to interpret the way Olli "mocks" (lovingly <3) how Aleksi says his middle name in the hotel room IG stream they did (and of course we're going to interpret the heck out of that, that's why I'm writing this whole thing for 😌 (I still crack up at Niko's "I thought it was Mattson" every time though lol))

Another highlight from 2021 was obviously the moments they shared in the Posse shower stall we have been discussing lately, which show exactly how comfortable they are with each other 😩

Also, I can't remember for sure and I can't find the ask for reference, but was it the summer of 2021 when Aleksi had to miss a show (because he was sick or something?), and reportedly Olli had been all quiet and gloomy that day, to the point that Niko pointed it out on stage during their show, telling the audience (jokingly) that they're sorta worried about Olli because he has barely said a word all day? I remember talking about this with someone and they had videos/pictures/?? about it too, but until I have some actual evidence of this, you're just gonna have to take my word of it 😌 In any case, it goes to show how much they meant to each other already back then 😭

To conclude, I think the year 2021 was the year they slowly developed their (mutual) crush, but without fully realising what was happening. There were some cheeky cuddles (perhaps even sleepy/drunken kisses) and friendly teasing which was totally NOT flirting although it totally was, they weren't just ready to admit it and butterflies in the stomach that they tried to ignore; they're fairly certain they like each other platonically and nothing more, even though they can't help but smile a little more brightly when they get a text from each other and they miss each other a little too much when they're apart... 💕

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Spring/summer 2022: the US tour / the EU tour / the summer (tour) -> getting together 💞

Let's start off with this poor-quality gif I just made, for no particular reason except that I want y'all to look at how cute they are 🥰

According to Niko (source: just trust me alright, I think he said it on twitter but naturally I can't find anything rn), as I'm sure many of you know by now, during the US tour Olli and Aleksi were often the last ones awake in the tour bus, drinking Mountain Dew and chatting away about nerdy stuff. I think this is when they really grew closer and I can easily imagine that around this time the first thoughts of "what if..." entered their minds 😳

Maybe they sometimes ended up just staring into each others eyes lovingly, before realising neither has said anything for a while (and it was sort of awkward when they did realise, but they just laughed it off), or maybe there were accidental/absentminded touches; maybe they both just felt so warm and cozy in each other's company, and even though they were both getting a little sleepy, they kept on talking for a few more moments because they weren't ready to let go of the moment and "burst the bubble". Maybe they were joking around and being low-key flirty, and when they finally went to bed, they'd be going out of their minds in their bunkbeds, trying not to think about all that too hard.

I like to think that eventually they got more daring, sat more closer to each other, and suddenly the small touches weren't accidental anymore. They could have an entire conversation with Aleksi's hand on Olli's thigh or vice versa and it would feel so nice and so natural 💞 There may have been a few kisses too, just for fun and because the vibes are right, and maaaaaaybe they don't really talk about it that much, but they definitely can't wait to try that again somewhere a bit more private 👀

Speaking of which, we also know that they roomed together at least once ("Little Man asked first"), and by some inexplicable coincidence, the two of them were the only ones in the band who got ill during the tour? Huh, that's strange 🤔😌 So I have a reason to believe the US tour was when they first got together, even if they thought they were just fooling around back then 🥰

(can't think of anything in particular to say about the EU tour in the spring, but we can look at these pictures nevertheless 💗_💗)

and then 🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭😭

Getting emotional receiving the gold records in Ruisrock, hugging each other the first thing because who else would they hug, what more prove do you even need to see how much these two love each other 😭

We also know that in the summer 2022 Olli stayed at Aleksi's when he was in Helsinki (not sure if this happened every time he was in the capital but there were a few occasions), I think they were spotted grocery shopping together or something? They also participated in this interview together, providing us moments such as

1) the two of them sitting tightly in Aleksi's (?) car,

2) hearing that they had spent the night together watching old tour videos,

3) Olli commenting on Aleksi's outfit ("I warned you..." = he had been looking at Aleksi's dick through his pants 🥰 (at least I assume it's about the romper that showed the outline of his peepee? he says "last summer" but I don't think his outfit in the 2021 summer tour was as controversial? it was literally just a black t-shirt (with a white long-sleeve underneath sometimes) and black trousers, so I assume he means "the summer that has passed" (the interview took place in August))

4) Olli's surprise when Aleksi says he, too, would like to collaborate with Skrillex and Aleksi teasing Olli about "having thought about Skrillex last night" (don't worry Aleksi, I'm sure he was thinking more about you than Skrillex 🥺)

To sum up, in the first half of the year 2022, they got together for the first time and formed a special kinda bond, slowly falling in deep, soft love 🥺💕

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Autumn 2022: the EU headline tour, the London & LA song-writing camps -> honeymoon time 💖

...yeah, I wonder what happened during the EU headline tour 😳

(they fucked. a lot. rough. this is the truth.)

...and before they left for the honeymoon song-writing camp, they did the cutest thing that any two humans have ever done in the history of the universe 😭

I mean 😭😭😭😭 are y'all still crying about this?! because I never stopped 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 you can just imagine them grocery shopping for studio snacks together and they spot this card (I do wonder what the picture on the front is) and have this grand idea and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa the giggles when they wrote the card and gave it to daddy!Johnny AAAAAAAAAAA I'm going to explode if I think about how unbelieavably cute it all is, is this not something you do with a very special bro of yours?! I cannot handle it 🥺💕

In London they went on a date on Olli's birthday (yes I have decided the others weren't there 😌) and Aleksi took the most boyfriend picture of him because they're boyfriends in love 🥺

In LA we know they shared the bed (source: you can't prove they didn't!!) and looked very very soft and boyfriends; in conclusion, they were on a honeymoon 💖

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2023: boyfriends boyfriending 💓💞💕💖💗

And yeah, that sort of brings us to this year and the way they are now, so cute and sweet and boyfriend and touching each other for no reason thinking they're being discreet and playfighting and giggling at each other's joke like they're the most hilarious person that ever lived and smiling sweetly when they see the other has replied to their text and being so fucking cute in Aleksi's twitch streams without Olli even physically being there and getting engaged for real and just 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Of course there are soooooooooo many moments over the years that I also want to mention but can't really pinpoint in the timeline, such as all the clothes/accessory-sharing and adopting each other's style (cuffed jeans and tucked-in shirts) and the wine drinking while listening to soft music and cuddling in meet-and-greet pictures and looking so happy about it too and in general always sitting/standing next to each other in pictures ("but they don't always--" YES they do always, don't even fight me about this 😤), the evidence is right there in front of your own two eyeballs if only you choose to see it and live like a king the way we do here in the Olli/Allu Delulu Land ✨

Finally, let me do a random photo dump to further illustrate my point if you're not yet convinced for some reason (and to reach the 30 pictures per post limit) 💖

(sorry for no sources, if this is the reason I go to jail I'm going happily)

#this is absolutely ridiculous and super messy but i had a great time compiling this 🥰 #''boss? yeah hi just calling in to tell ya i'm quitting to become a full-time olli/allu enthusiast. yeah it's gonna consume my whole life'' #although i feel like literally anyone would've done this better than me lol i must have forgotten so much stuff 😭 #so when i say 'don't fight me' i'm kidding pls point out any details i should have included 👉👈 #now on to answer some more fun asks 😏 #........for christmas i wish to be normal about things for change 💀 #ollixallu #answered asks #sparfloxacin #anon asks #catboyolli

[kaleldobrev]

I Want Them To Hear

Pairing: Soldier Boy (Ben) x Fem!Reader

Summary: Ben wants to make sure Hughie knows what it actually sounds like when the two of you have sex. In other words, Ben makes damn sure Hughie gets yet another night of no sleep because of the two of you.

Original Prompt: Requested by @k-slla | I loved your last post (poor, poor Hughie 😂). I would love to read a sequel, where SB& reader DO keep everyone up, for other reasons 😏 (if you're up to it 😊) x Kerly

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: Cursing (23x), Smut (Oral - M&F receiving, Fingering, Unprotected Sex - P in V), Implied p*rn watching, Hughie getting scarred for life (again), Semi-Public sex (living room)

Authors Note: Before you read this make sure you read A Simple Misunderstanding first | I think 23 curse words is a new record for curse words for me (21 out of them are the same too) | I had a lot of fun writing this so I hope you all enjoy it! | 18+ only please | MDNI | If you want to request something, just send me a message! | If you liked this, don’t forget to like & reblog. I really appreciate it! Feedback is always welcome ♡

You looked over at the clock that was above the fireplace in the living room, and it was almost midnight, and you weren’t the least bit surprised that you weren’t even tired. Although you didn’t have a good sleep schedule before you joined the Boys (as you were a full-time college student when you joined the group), your sleep schedule somehow became even more jacked when you joined; something you didn’t think was even remotely possible. You had found yourself going to sleep at three, four, sometimes five in the morning, or not even going to sleep at all – a constant flow of energy drinks and coffee to keep you going.

The last couple of days though were unusually uneventful, verging on normal, like there wasn’t some kind of revenge war going on. The closest thing that had been kind of eventful was Hughie’s outburst this morning over breakfast, accusing you and Ben of having sex which kept him up – something that actually didn’t happen between you and Ben even though it was something that you did want to happen last night. Due to his little outburst though, the rest of the day was filled with a consistent flow of jokes (mainly at your best friend’s expense) that seemed to put everyone in a great mood (except Hughie of course). In a way, you did feel bad for him, but at the same time, his outburst this morning was unnecessary.

Your legs were currently in Ben’s lap, one of his arms draped over them as his other hand was lying on the arm of the couch with a remote in hand; the only source of light in the room coming from the television. As Ben flipped through channel after channel, you couldn’t help but stare at him as the shadows on his face changed with every single flip trying to find something to watch. “How is there so many channels and nothing to watch?” He asked, not even looking at you.

You shrugged your shoulders and he turned to face you. “I found plenty of things I’d watch. It’s not my fault you’re picky.”

He rolled his eyes. “I’m not picky. TV just sucks now.” He began, and you already knew where this conversation was going. It was about to turn into a ‘back in my day’ rant that you had heard practically every single day since you had met him. “Back in my day, TV was actually good.” Before you could interject he continued. “We didn’t have stupid reality shows about people who are famous for nothing.” You couldn’t help but agree with him on that one. “There’s 400 channels and only two of them are watchable.”

“And which channels does the almighty Soldier Boy deem watchable?” You asked, emphasizing the nickname.

“ESPN and TCM.” He answered without hesitation. You simply just rolled your eyes.

“Of course those would be the only two channels.” You mumbled, even though you knew he could hear you; there was no use in mumbling around him. “I love ESPN and TCM too, but there are other channels that are watchable Ben. How about FoodNetwork and HGTV?”

Ben scoffed. “Sometimes they’re watchable.”

“Okay. How about…” You thought for a moment, trying to think of a channel that Ben would possibly enjoy; then it hit you, causing a smirk to form on your face. “How about Skinamax?”

He looked at you with a confused expression. “What the fuck is Skinamax?” You let out a slight laugh, causing him to raise a brow. “What?”

“You don’t know what Skinamax is?” You asked. “Honestly, I’m slightly surprised.” You held out your hand. “Hand me the remote and I’ll show you.”

“Why can’t you just fucking tell me?” He asked, his facial expression annoyed.

“Because Ben, it’d be more fun to show you.” Your lips turned into a smirk. “Don’t you trust me?”

Again, your response earned yet another eyeroll from him. Of course I fucking trust you, he thought. What kind of stupid question is that? “Fine.” He said, handing you the remote.

“Okay, and why couldn’t you of just told me it was just fucking porn?” He asked, his tone sounding a little annoyed with you.

“Because, I thought it would be much more fun to show you.” You turned away from the television and looked at him. “You’ve watched porn before though right? Like, I’m assuming you have cause well…you’re…well you.”

He looked at you briefly before looking back at the screen again. “Have you watched porn before?” He mumbled, mocking your tone. “Of course I fucking have.” He said, a tad louder and a bit more annoyed sounding. He turned back to face you. “Who hasn’t watched porn before?”

You shrugged. “Fair point.” You said. “You know…” you began, as you started inching your way closer to him. “As much as I’d love to continue watching this…interesting movie. There is something I’d much rather be doing.”

He smirked, his full attention on you now. “And what’s that Sweetheart?”

“Well, you did make me a promise this morning.” Your voice was low, your hand inching closer to the hem of his pants.

“I made you a lot of promises this morning.” His voice was low, but not nearly as low as yours.

“But there was one in particular.” Your fingers started slipping into the waistband of his pants as you maintained complete eye contact with him.

“You going to tell me or is it more fun to show me?” He asked, your hand made contact with his cock and you gently wrapped your hand around him. Ben slightly groaned at the contact.

You couldn’t help but smirk. “I think you know the answer.” You whispered.

Without a second to waste, he pulled his sweats down giving you slightly better access as you started moving your hand up and down. You went slow, knowing that it was killing him inside with the pace that you were going at. As he was about to open up his mouth to protest the slow pace, your head went down and you started sucking him off; a slight taste of pre-cum on your tongue. Your hand and mouth started going in tandem with each other; no longer focused on his face, but focusing on what you were doing. “Fuck,” he groaned, and he threw his head back into the couch, enjoying the feeling of your mouth and hands wrapped around him, a feeling that he’d wanted since the moment he laid his eyes on you – despite him knowing how much you hated him at first.

You released him with a pop for a moment; your hand still going. But the loss of your mouth on him caused him to open his eye to look at you. “Ben, you need to be quiet. I don’t want the whole house to hear.” You stated.

Your words gave Ben an idea, and a smirk grew on his face. “Princess, I want them to hear.”

“You…you want them to hear?” Your voice a whisper. “Why?”

“Cause I want your little friend to know what it actually sounds like when the two of us fuck.” His words made you audibly gulp, and you barely even knew how to respond. Weirdly, the thought turned you on.

“Okay.” Your reply hesitant. Despite the slight hesitation, you wrapped your lips around his cock again; your mouth and hand working in tandem again.

As you worked, the sounds that were coming out of Ben’s mouth weren’t remotely quiet; a mixture of groaning and moaning. His hand gripped your hair slightly, pulling at it gently, messing it up. Between him basically playing with your hair as you blew him, and the sounds that he was making; it encouraged you to pick up the pace a little, and you yourself felt yourself starting to get increasingly more wet. “God, your fucking mouth.” He groaned. He bucked up a little, and when he did that he let himself go; releasing himself into your mouth and down your throat. You usually weren’t a swallower but for him, you made the exception.

Once you helped him ride out his orgasm, you released him with a pop; the two of you making eye contact again. “Lay down Princess,” he demanded, “and spread those legs of yours,” he grinned.

“Yes Sir.” You said, probably a little bit too loud.

The nickname you gave him just made him grin even wider, slightly more evil looking. “Can’t wait to wreck this pussy of yours.” He said, completely pulling your shorts down in one swift movement. He eyed your bare pussy for a moment before smirking up at you, cocking a brow. “Went commando today uh?” You bit your bottom lip, nodding. “Sweetheart, if I would have known, I would have fucked you on the kitchen table this morning just to prove a point.”

“Be-” before you could speak, his point finger started to slowly dip inside of you. “Fuck.” You moaned, slightly whispering.

“You’re fucking soaked Princess.” He said, smugness in his voice. “All this just from blowing me uh?” He added a second finger as they both started going into you a bit deeper, a slight curve to them.

“Y-yes.” You moaned out; his two fingers starting to move slowly in and out of you, a similar pace you had done earlier on him.

“So, tell me this Sweetheart. Are you generally just a cock slut, or are you just a slut for my cock?”

The pace of his fingers started to pick up gingerly; no words were forming in your brain to even respond to his question. He was barely doing anything to you, and you were slightly embarrassed by the way your body was reacting to his touch, but at the same time, he actually knew what he was doing – hitting you in all the right spots. “Just…Fuck…Just for yours.”

“Just for mine what?” He added a third finger, curling them inside of you. All you could do was moan; verging on the sound of pornographic. “Need you to use your words Princess. I know how much you like to talk, don’t hold back on me now.”

“Fuck me…” you mumbled, feeling a heat rising in your cheeks. “I’m only a slut for your cock Ben.”

He clicked his tongue a few times, seeming unsatisfied with your answer. “I’m sorry, but I didn’t quite hear you.” The smugness in his voice returned, knowing that he could hear you. You knew what he really meant: your friends couldn’t hear you.

With a small groan, you spoke just a tad louder, hoping it would be loud enough to satisfy him. “I’m only a slut for you cock Ben.”

He grinned. “There it is.” He sounded so proud of himself.

“Ben I’m about to –” you came, not even finishing your sentence, your orgasm practically exploding out of you. Despite the amount of times you’ve had sex, this was the first time you could actually say that you had a mind-blowing orgasm. He continued to move his fingers in and out of you rapidly as you rid out your orgasm.

“Fucking beautiful,” he praised. “I’ll never get fucking tired of seeing a woman cum.”

As soon as you came down from your high, he removed his fingers from you, licking them clean; and you already hated the feeling of not having his fingers inside of you. “Fuck.” You breathed out, your chest rising up and down as you tried catching your breath.

Ben chuckled. “You good there Sweetheart?” He sounded amused.

“Yeah…So…Good…” your voice trailed off.

“Good, cause I’m not done with you just yet.” Before you had the chance to respond, he pulled you by your ankles, sliding you across the couch. Pulling you into his lap, both of your hands rested on his chest, slight heat radiating from it, which strangely felt good against your palms.

Your legs were spread open wide enough that you were able to straddle him; your knees on either side of his thighs resting on the couch. Without any kind of direction from him, you grabbed the hem of your shirt and lifted it over your head, tossing it to the side, leaving you completely naked; you felt even more vulnerable somehow than you did before. You leaned in, your hands on either side of his face now and kissed him; his hands automatically gripping your hips. Based on the tightness of the grip you knew you’d have bruises, and honestly – you couldn’t care less, you wanted him to leave marks.

The both of you moaned into the kiss, and you started rocking your hips gently, trying to obtain some kind of friction. He smirked against your lips. “Someone’s a little needy.” He teased. “You just came Sweetheart.”

“Yeah but…” You kissed his neck, and leaned in close to his ear, “that was on your fingers, not on your cock.”

“And you say I have the dirty mouth.” He laughed a little, removing his hands from your hips. You sat back on his thighs as he took one of his hands and wrapped it around himself, pumping it in his hand a few times. “Going to fill that pussy right up.”

“Please.” Your tone slightly begging.

“So cute when you beg.” He said, his tip teasing your entrance. “You ready for me Sweetheart?” You nodded and placed your hands on his shoulders, almost as if you were bracing yourself. As he started pushing himself inside of you, you let out a long moan, shutting your eyes. “Fucking love your moans.” He complicated, as he watched your face slightly contort. “Taking me so well too.” He chuckled. “Really are a cock slut uh?”

“Only for you.” You breathed, his cock almost fully inside of you.

“Damn right only for me.” His voice sounded slightly possessive; and the tone turned you on more than you thought it would, and he felt you clench around him. “You like that uh?” You nodded in response. “Good.”

As you started moving your hips, Ben started placing kisses between your breasts, every so often taking one of your nipples into his mouth. The noises you were making were pornographic sounding again; no words really escaping your lips, just moans. Your hand gripped the back of his head, clutching at his hair. “Ben,” you moaned, shutting your eyes as you continued to rock your hips.

He attached his lips to your neck now, slightly nipping and sucking on the skin. Not only were there going to be marks on your hips, there were going to be marks on your neck now too. “Mine,” you heard him mumble; but you weren’t entirely sure if you heard him properly.

You opened your eyes and looked at him, and he removed his lips from your neck. “You heard me,” his voice possessive again. “You’re mine now.” He said. You weren’t sure if this was bedroom talk or he actually did mean that you were his, and his alone. Either way, you loved the sound of being his – despite the slight alpha/misogynistic undertone to it.

“All yours.” You agreed. He took two of his fingers and started rubbing your clit, trying to get you closer and closer to the edge. You felt the pressure start to build, and you were insanely close to coming again. “I’m so close.”

“Can’t wait to cum inside of you Princess.” His fingers started picking up the pace, and his hip movements were starting to get erratic – he was close too.

“Fuck.” You mumbled, your own movements matching his erratic ones. “I’m about to –” as you started to cum, his lips latched onto yours, and you moaned into his mouth.

“I’m right there with you.” He said, coming closely after you. The kiss deepened as the two of you rid out your orgasms; his fingers working lazily on your clit.

“Holy shit.” You said, essentially collapsing onto him. Your forehead rested on his shoulder as your chests were pressed up against each other; his arms wrapped around your lower back, his clock still buried inside of you.

“You alright there Sweetheart?” He asked, kissing the top of your head.

“Yeah just…” you started breathing a little heavy again. “Don’t have your stamina.” You laughed a little. “I’ll be okay.”

“Good. Cause I can’t have you dyin’ on me.” His tone was joking, but you knew that he would be devastated if anything were to ever happen to you. Because over the course of time he had known you, he had grown to deeply care about you; and it was something that surprised the both of you – hell, it even surprised the rest of the group.

"What the fuck!" You and Ben both turned and saw Hughie standing in the doorway of the living room; his facial expression looked as though he was about to blow a gasket.

Ben rolled his eyes out of annoyance. "Do you mind?" You gently lifted yourself off of him, grabbing a nearby blanket and quickly covered yourself and Ben, although the damage was probably already done.

"Yes! Matter of fact I do mind! This is the second night in a row that I woke up because of the two of you!" He yelled; and you could of sworn you saw a vain bulging from his neck. He was pissed.

Ben laughed, amused by Hughie's reaction. "Now you know what it actually sounds like when the two of us fuck. Should of kept your mouth shut this morning kid." He grinned, and gave him a wink.

"Seriously? You guys were loud because of what I said this morning?" Hughie's voice was now annoyed. Ben simply just shrugged at his question. "You are such an asshole."

Ben shrugged again. "Worse has been said."

“Hughie I –” you began, but Ben cut you off.

"But, I can promise you this," he got up from the couch, pulling up his pants in the process as he made his way toward Hughie. He placed a hand on his shoulder, looking him directly in the eyes, grinning. "You better get used to not fucking sleeping cause your friend has one hell of a pussy and mouth on her." You didn't need to see his face to know the absolute pleasure he had saying that to your best friend.

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for making a joke about my sex life to a student? 😏🐓 Nsfw text obv i know the title sounds bad but please read everything

I (Transmasc, 25) work on a school, very open as being gay, pride pins and it all, not as a teacher but I take care of computers, textbooks and the library. The younger folk seem to like me, but it's in high school folks things get ugly. Most just don't care about me, which I can't judge, being a teen sucks. Some hate me for telling them to go back to class. The ones that like me (mostly queer/autistic folk) like me for real.

There's this one boy (he's either 16 or 17 so he's NOT a kid) that always makes fun of me, is always skipping classes, is mean to everyone, implied a old teacher she should be better off dead, bothers everyone, talk loudly and complains about everything on his sight.

And he is. Very bigoted. I saw him more than once hurting the girls he studies with (slapping/punching) and caling the whores and more, telling them to suck him off, ride his dick, gag on his cock, etc, saying very hurtful things on gay men/anyone he deemed gay, and principal can only call his parents so many times before the parents stop showing and taking the concerns seriously. This is an ongoing issue since 6th grade, as far as I know. He hates my guts since I've called the principal on him more than once for going off on me telling me to fuck myself for asking him to go back to class.

My main strategy with him is ignoring him and the second one is answering as I don't understand him. Perks of being autistic I guess, being able to do this with a straight face. So: he calls me a chicken, I tell him they're my favorite farm animal, how did he guess? They're so amazing and cute. He tells me the lunch is gross, I say they can buy their lunch to bring if they want to, school food isn't that good (not true, the school food is amazing. Most students eat more than one plate). The computers are too slow, I ask him to please be patient cause they're old men that don't like to work, be nice to them :(. Guy says that the classes sucks, I tell him that the complaint box is at (governor's address) but yea they suck but at least he has only one year left.

This is where I might be the asshole, because I hurt myself going up and down a chair to organize some textbooks and I already have severe hip/knee pain so this only made me hurt worse so I am already pretty grumpy. A teacher asks for a banner of a periodic table and I have to find the table and go up a chair to hang it, and in the process, I let out a moan of pain becaude my knees dream of my downfall, and the teacher asks me if I am okay, so I tell yea, my hips and knees just hurt like a bitch. And this one student tells me "why, are you beaten up from taking cock in your ass?" And I breath deeply and answer "If it was from fucking I would be damn happy, but it's only from working. Anyways teacher here you go (with the periodic table)" and the teacher looks me with a surprised expression and all the class is silent and uncomfortable so I just left. Now the student can't look in my eyes but at least they're not talking to me anymore and the teacher hasn't said anything. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[ssprayberrythings]

my best friend | OP81

oscar piastri x ginger!female reader / smau fic

warnings: none except if you get triggered by best friends to lovers than look out..

this is just a self indulgent fic seeing as i am a ginger and i just wanted to live in my delulu for a minute. thats all. thanks 👉👈

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fan1: y/n back at the slaying 

fan22: go oscar !! 

fan15: im new; who is she ?? 

╰ fan1: she’s a friend of oscar’s. there’s been some rumours they might be dating but neither have confirmed nor denied. she goes to some races and has become friends with some of the other drivers and some of the WAG’s so we just accept her as an honorary wag regardless if they’re actually dating. she’s also known for interacting with fans !! 

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oscarpiastri: i told you, you just had to give me some time to learn the angles and lighting 😎

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landonorris: but is he a better photographer than i am? ;) 

╰ yourusername: you already know the answer to that ;) 

╰ fan12: i love y/n and lando’s friendship 

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╰ yourusername: they turned out pretty good i’d say 

╰ landonorris: bring me some !!! 

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╰ fan17: she’s the cutest 

╰ fan22: y’all have to be dating 

╰ fan6: i want a cupcake made by y/n 

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╰ oscarpiastri: really? of all photos? AND OSCAR PASTRY? 😑

╰ yourusername: yk you low-key love it 

╰ oscarpiastri: im uninviting you from my races 

╰ yourusername: do it. i’ll just get lando to invite me 😎

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╰ fan3: goals, i think? 

╰ fan28: hes so cute 

╰ mclaren: 🧡 

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fan11: BESTIE THIS IS ONE 

fan23: so is she soft launching oscar or….

landonorris: 😏

╰ fan2: LANDO WHAT DO YOU KNOW 

oscarpiastri: don’t ask me, i’m not on social media enough to know 

╰ yourusername: thats such a lie. you’re always on your phone 🤨

╰ fan15: if they are dating, i love their bickering and if they’re just friends, i love this dynamic 

yourbestfriend: i wonder who gave you the caption idea 🤔

╰ yourusername: i love youuuuuuu

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╰ fan1: yes she’s on her way to her first race of the season 

╰ fan5: cant wait to see her and oscar !!! *hopefully* 

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fan24: okay but does she miss oscar even if she is travelling to see him? or does she miss her boyfriend who she just left? i need answers 

fan22: that has to be oscar, c’mon…

oscarpiastri: its giving clingy

╰ yourusername: shut up 

lilymhe: goals ‼️

╰ yourusername: girl stop, you and alex give me life 

╰ lilymhe: nope, thats all you and your man 

╰ yourusername: i love you 

╰ lilymhe: love youuuu 

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╰ yourusername: missed you more 😘

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╰ fan81: your friendship >>>

╰ fan4: lily & y/n i love you 

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╰ yourusername: ah and he calls me clingy 🙄

╰ oscarpiastri: ❤️

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╰ fan1: “besties” sure y/n 

╰ fan24: they look so precious 

╰ fan7: just post a relationship post pleaseeeee

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f1: 👏

mclaren: You did great Oscar! 

f1fan: that was such a great race to start the season!!!

fan23: the best part was that y/n was there cheering him on 

yourusername: i’ll admit i’m pretty proud. good job oscar pastry 😏

╰ oscarpiastri: wow youre being nice..kind of 

╰ yourusername: dont get used to it

╰ fan26: y/n’s love language is bullying you cant convince me otherwise 

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fan12: THE FOURTH PIC

fan2: Y/N THIS SOFT LAUNCH IS AN EXTRA LEVEL OF SOFT 

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landonorris: of all moments to post…why that one 

╰ yourusername: cuz its funny 😆

oscarpiastri: i had no idea you even took that photo..

╰ yourusername: im like the paps 📸

fan15: y/n truly is the cutest thats all i have to say

╰ fan1: agreed !! 

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╰ yourusername: the loml 🥹

╰ oscarpiastri: who?? 

╰ yourusername: the cat obviously..who else

╰ oscarpiastri: uhmmmm..🤨

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╰ fan12: i want to hug her 

╰ fan44: are y’all dating..we need to know 

╰ fan21: dating: yes or no? 

╰ fan16: ignore this if youre dating…

Oscar looked through some of his responses of his recent story 

“I think we should tell them” he said looking at you putting his phone away. You were sitting down, wearing one of his jumpers and some sweats

“Are you sure?” you asked giving him your full attention 

“Yeah, they already suspect it and plus our anniversary is coming up its a perfect time to do it” he suggested walking over to where you sat on the couch, plopping down next to you. 

He put his head on your shoulder as you moved slightly to make room for him “That would be cute. I have so many pictures I want to post of you” you told him liking his idea 

“We could also post on our stories and not give any context before actually posting” you thought out loud

“Im fine with that” he agreed, lifting his head off your shoulder and turning to fully face you 

“I love you” he told you leaning in to be met with a kiss, you giggled quickly giving him the kiss he wanted “I love you, even if you do drive me crazy” you whispered 

“Hey! I do not” he pulled away pouting “You do” you chuckled “But I love you for it” you finished.

He couldn’t fight you on that so instead he repositioned himself and curled up to you, you smiled and started brushing your fingers through his hair. Eventually you both fell asleep like that, enjoying the closeness and warmth you offered to each other. 

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no surprise here but happy anniversary bub🧡 thanks for being my partner in crime and giving the best hugs..i love you oscar pastry !

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landonorris: ABOUT TIME 

oscarpiastri: i love you long time.❤️

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fan12: we kneW IT 

fan23: OH MY FINALLY 

lilymhe: lets go on double dates now !! ☺️ 

╰ yourusername: sounds good to me 

fan2: “giving the best hugs” I KNEW OSCAR GAVE GOOD HUGS 

fan7: SOMEONE HELP, IM NOT DOING WELL 

╰ fan26: SAME 

╰ fan11: same same 

╰ mclaren: us too 

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yourusername: I LOVE LOVE YOU 😘

╰ oscarpiastri: DIDDO😘

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fan13: THIER BICKERING AND BULLYING EACH OTHER JUST GOT BETTER KNOWING THEYRE ACTUALLY DATING 

fan4: MY HEART IS BURSTING 

mclaren: our favourite papaya couple 🧡

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fan25: the mclaren admin being y/noscar’s biggest fan is my roman empire 

╰ fan22: girl same 

landonorris: yeah yeah we get it your happy and in love..🙄

╰ yourusername: we’ll be your wing man and woman so you don’t have to third wheel all the time 

╰ landonorris: no thank you. 

╰ oscarpiastri: too bad, she’s already going through her friends that are single that she thinks would be your type 

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i hope you enjoyed this! as i said it was just a self indulgent fic that i wrote for myself but maybe it'll bring you the same joy reading it as it brought me writing it 🧡

my next fic is a danny one that im excited about so look out for that!

#ssprayberrythings x formula one #f1 #f1 x reader #f1 smau #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri smau #oscar piastri imagine #oscar piastri #oscar piastri fanfic #formula 1 x reader #formula 1 #formula one #op81 imagine #op81 x reader #op81 #mclaren f1 #mclaren

[avocado-writing]

Today is my birthday, so I was wondering what would each party member from BG3 do for your birthday?Maybe a little nsfw afterwards?😏

Astarion

probably takes you out shopping! do not ask where he got the money to do this from, you don't want to know the answer. it probably wasn't earned honestly. but he's still happy to drop a small fortune on you, dressing you up in lots of lovely clothes and jewellery, taking you for lunch at the nicest place in Baldur's Gate. he doesn't eat of course, but you can tell how pleased he is just watching you enjoy little sandwiches and delicious slices of cake. he spears jam and sponge on the fork and feeds it to you sensually, eyes flashing with delight as he sees the way you lick your lips for him.

he cannot even wait to get you back to somewhere private. you abscond behind the cafe and he has you up against the wall. the stonework digs into your back delightfully as your legs wrap around his waist, he fucks into you so enthusiastically that he has to smother your moans with his hand so that you don't get caught. he whispers dirty things into your ear the whole time. but the day finishes with you watching the sunset together. he loves how you look, bathed in orange light. you'd love for this day to last a lifetime.

Gale

plans a very elaborate birthday meal which he invites all of your friends to. he is prepping for days in advance, finding out all of your favourite dishes and working on perfecting each one of them (tara keeps you distracted so that you don't catch on...) on the day, he buys you a lot of books for presents, ones he heard you mention wanting to read ages ago and kept in his mind for a special occasion. you feel thoroughly spoiled by all of the effort that he's put in, the the birthday cake he baked you is the most delicious thing you've ever tasted.

that night, when the guests have finally left, he probably has something a bit kinky planned, maybe something you've wanted to explore with him for a while. perhaps it's a... creative use of evard's black tentacles, or a magic double of himself to join in the fun, one thing you can be sure of is that you're exhausted and very pleased by the end of the evening.

Wyll

if he's duke he plans a big celebration for you. dancing, feasting, musicians, all of your favourite things dialed up to 11, no expense spared. has a special outfit tailor-made for you in your favourite colour. you spend the whole evening with your favourite people and are constantly dancing with your beloved husband. he can't keep his hands off you, and as the two of you waltz, he keeps whispering sweet nothings into your ear... how lovely you look, how radiant you are, how he can't wait to get you alone later tonight... by the time the event winds down you're a total mess with the promise of him.

and he does not disappoint. he beds you in the most sensual way possible, ekeing out your pleasure for as long as he can. paying extra attention to you with his mouth and fingers, encouraging you to grab onto his horns in order to direct him where you want him. the whole time he praises everything about you, says how lucky he is, how he can't get enough of you. you have more orgasms that night than you've ever had before.

Karlach

if you're in hell, she does her best. maybe enlists your friends to help her organise something, getting you a load of presents. she knows she can't hold you some big party like you deserve. or maybe withers comes in clutch again! he and karlach plan a little get-together with your friends for you so that you can be surrounded with people you love. alternatively, if you're still in Baldur's Gate, she just makes a big list of all your favourite things and goes through them. probably would take you to a circus. to a fancy restaurant for dinner. maybe a picnic by the river, just the two of you watching the ducks? whatever she chooses it is perfect.

now, let's be real. she straps you down if you're into it. gets the biggest, most interesting dildo you've ever seen and milks orgasms out of you all night. you're a mewling, sweating mess by the time she's done with you. and gods, if you use it on her afterwards? (if you already have a dick, filling both her holes??) oh, she agrees it's the best birthday ever and it's not even hers.

Lae'zel

probably has to take her time planning, and swallowing her pride to ask the other companions what is best to do. githyanki don't really do birthdays. she has to go to great pains working out what you might like. in the end it's probably something like she sets up a little dinner for the two of you in a secluded spot looking over the city, where the two of you can be alone and unbothered by everyone harassing you. taking the weight of responsbility off of your shoulders for a brief time. she buys you a weapon, probably, a really good one, masterwork - something she had commissioned and was refining herself. it's the most thoughtful thing she's ever given anyone.

at night she takes you somewhere you can be alone. books out a room for the both of you at the inn, so you can make as much noise as you want. and you do. she plays your body like an instrument, and you come over and over again under her hands. she's smug afterwards, your pleasure begetting her own.

Shadowheart

she's probably not great at birthdays, as she wasn't encouraged to really celebrate them much as she grew up under Shar. she gently coaxes out of you what you might want to do to celebrate for months in advance and plans around that. maybe you go on a little wine-tasting course. or perhaps Baldur's Gate has a cat cafe, and the two of you spend the whole day there, just snuggling with kittens. perhaps you both get attached to one and decide to adopt it, too... what harm can more pets around do? she's constantly giving you little kisses and telling you she loves you, her cheeks pink and words sincere.

that night she's bought herself a set of lingerie in your favourite colour for you to enjoy, taking off each lacy item in a tease for you... or maybe leaving them on as you make love. she's got a couple of new toys to tease you with too, something magical perhaps, which really spices up the evening. you fall asleep in each other's arms either way, blissed out and happy.

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[thetypingpup]

OH MY GODDD the perv haechan post from earlier

imagine bff!haechan who comes over to your apartment at any chance he gets. while it seems like he’s just happy spending time w you, he can’t help but be a little perv and steal some panties from you. he likes to think he’s stealthy and steals them without you knowing.

of course, you know better than him and he’s quite literally so obvious when he does it. you even purposefully put some panties at the top of your laundry basket for him to take. after you notice quite a few of them are missing, you devise a plan to catch him in the act, trying to see what exactly he does with them.

you walk into his apartment one night, being as quiet as possible when you open his bedroom door just to see him pathetically humping his bed as he shoves his face into his pillow. if you look closely, you can see your nicest pair of panties peeking out from his pillowcase. all it takes is for him to whine out your name and for him to rip out the pair from his pillowcase, shoving it in his face for you to gently call out his name, startling him from his fantasy.

and he'd probably be so shy and so ashamed to have you find him this way, but would definitely be into the humiliation, so why not have a little fun with him? 😏

imagine leaning in the doorframe and watching him scramble to try and make this not what it looks like. it's pretty obvious, the pair of your panties clutched in his hand, his hard cock on full display and shining with lube. it looks like he tried to hide this even from himself, since the only light on comes from the desk lamp in the corner, most of the room cast in shadow. poor baby must be so ashamed of himself. he tries to stutter out an explanation, and weakly attempt to deflect by asking why you're here, which makes you chuckle

"well you called for me, so i answered. i had no idea you thought of me this way, hyuckie." you feign surprise, but the truth is he's been painfully obvious for months now. you noticed more and more of your panties had gone missing in recent days, only to mysteriously reappear. he's even holding the panties you left out just for him to find, confirming your suspicions. his face burns, tinted with bright red, and his cock throbs in his hand, which has arousal stirring within you too. truth be told, the fact that he's been "secretly" lusting after you this whole time is exciting to say the least. it's not as though you haven't thought about him the same way, though it seems you were much better at hiding it.

so you continue to taunt him, testing the waters to see how far he'll let you go, to see how he'll react, "so this is what you've been doing this whole time? i let you into my home, into my room, and you've been getting off to me this whole time? no, not even me, to my panties?"

"it has been you!" he's quick to blurt out, only to press his lips together in the next moment, realizing he incriminated himself.

when you tilt your head curiously, he stammers as he says, "i-i mean, i was thinking about you, all this time. i can't stop thinking about you."

"tell me." you start to step closer, finally shutting the door behind you.

"w-what do you mean?" he questions, watching you with wide eyes.

you stand at the side of the bed, closer than you've been this whole time, but still far enough to let what he did weigh on him. it's an enticing pressure, to be faced with the shame and arousal of what he's been doing and what he's been feeling, especially when you tell him to, "tell me what you've been thinking about. or better yet, tell me what you've been doing with my panties. were you just sniffing them like a little perv, or would you jerk off with them too?"

"m-mostly sniffing them." he admits, averting your intense gaze, "i've been mostly thinking about the way you smell. your perfume, your body wash, your...your pussy."

"and not the way i look?" you easily taunt, folding your arms and feigning offense, "i'm hurt. you were just after my pussy all this time? like every other guy?"

"no i've been thinking about your looks too! i really like the way you look!" he abruptly exclaims, babbling in loud bursts of embarrassing admissions.

despite his apparent shame, you see him squirming in excitement the whole time, his hand resting on his thigh and just itching to make its way back between his legs. looks like you were right; this subtle foray into degradation is turning him on.

it's your turn to be surprised, as he's the one who speaks up next, and he quietly confesses that, "i really like you. all of you."

you can't deny the way his sweet confession makes your heart swell, happy that he seems to have a crush on you too. maybe even more than a crush, and the thought brings a smile to your face.

he surprises you again and keeps talking, sitting up straight and looking you right in the eye, and jerking himself off the entire time he speaks, "you wanna know what i think about? i think about how good you look in your outfits, and i imagine how you'd look without them. i the way you smile and laugh when you're talking about something you like. the way your eyes light up is so pretty and i could listen to you talk for hours. i think about your pretty face and imagine what you look like when you cum. i think about your voice, and i imagine what you'd sound like moaning my name. fuck you sound so good saying my name, even when you're teasing me. drives me fucking crazy. makes me wanna tease you more."

moving his hand faster he continues, panting heavily, "i remember all those hookups you tell me about, the good ones and the bad ones, and think that i could do better. i could make you moan. i could make you scream. i could make you feel so fucking good."

"really now?" interest piqued, you lean in, sliding beside him on the bed, "and what makes you think you could do better?"

"they don't know you like i do. they don't like you as much as i do. i'd focus on you, make you feel good, make you cum as much as you want." his declaration is moaned out atop breathy exhales, but his words make your heart race regardless.

"they don't think about you as much as i do. i think about you all the time. every time we're together just makes me want you more. seeing you wasn't enough. being near you wasn't enough i needed more. that's why i took these." he pauses and holds up the panties in his other hand, biting his lip shyly before he asks, "can i tell you something else?"

"of course you can." you encourage him, your voice lowering to a seductive purr that makes shivers run along his spine. he slows his hand down so he can focus on his words,

"the reason i like when you ramble is because every time you talk i...i can't stop staring at your mouth, at your lips. i notice, every time you wear a new lipstick or a new gloss, or when you aren't wearing any at all." he turns back to you, desperation simmering in his gaze behind the lenses of his glasses, "you have really pretty lips."

"is that so? do you wanna kiss them?" you smirk, loving everything he's telling you

"more than anything." he breathes out, groaning as his hand starts moving faster on his cock.

you lean in and take hold of his face, pulling him in for a kiss. he instantly moans against your mouth, jerking his cock faster, getting off to the feeling of your lips on his. you let yourself sink into the kiss, enjoying the plush swell of his lips, finally indulging in what you've been fantasizing about for so long. he's an even better kisser than you thought, sliding his tongue against yours just enough to tantalize, just enough to have you leaning in to deepen the kiss and seek more from him. he draws you in effortlessly, making you want him more than you already did, making you seek solace in the warmth of his lips. even while he's preoccupied with self pleasure, he still focuses on you, just like he said. maybe he can do better than your past partners.

he pulls back just enough to breathe, murmuring against your lips, "wanna know what else i think about?"

"hmm, what else?" you hum curiously, running your fingers through his soft hair.

the sound he makes is akin to a purr as he leans into your hand. his thumb teases the head of his cock, and a sly smirk lifts his plush lips as he tells you, "i think about your ass. i think about it a lot, touching it, grabbing it. i think about pressing my face against your boobs while you ride me, and just grabbing your ass. i think about you bending over and just pressing my face into you, just fully taking you in. i think about taking you from behind just to watch your ass. there's a reason i always comment when you wear such short shorts."

fuck you can't take it anymore. hearing him shamelessly spill out the fantasies he had about you has you turned on beyond belief. you wanted him before, wanted him bad, but now you need him more than anything.

"how about this?" you place a hand on his, halting the movement of his hand and subtly asserting control. grabbing his shoulders, you straddle him, sitting on his lap as you pull your shirt off. you know he can feel you against his thigh, feel the pulsing heat of your core even through your pants, and the way you grind down in search of friction. you rut against him, wanting so bad to feel anything from him, though your tone still conveys your command of the situation, and he eagerly acquiesces to you, "how about you keep telling me what else you've been thinking about, and i can share a few thoughts of my own?"

he gazes up at you with an ecstatic smile, as if nothing else in the world would make him happier. his hands make their way to your body, holding your waist with a reverence that makes you swoon. he nods, and excitedly agrees, "that sounds perfect."

#nct smut #nct haechan smut #nct 127 smut #nct 127 haechan smut #nct dream smut #nct dream haechan smut #perv!haechan #i started writing and just couldn't stop 🤧

[tigertales9]

Hard Reset X Sneak Peek 👀

I'm still putting the finishing touches on the next Hard Reset chapter. This chapter will take us back to the city for the week 8 lead-up and win against the 49ers. There's also some Halloween night action. 😏

The holidays are cutting into my writing time, but I hope to get the full chapter up soon. In the meantime, I thought I'd offer a tiny sneak peek.

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Reader

Warnings: 18+

Time/Place: Sunday, Oct. 22, 2023 / Cincinnati, Ohio

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You shimmy into a slinky white t-shirt that's barely long enough to hide your pink lace panties; you check your reflection in the mirror before clicking the bathroom light off and walking into the bedroom, your gaze taking in the delicious sight of your husband sprawled on the bed wearing nothing but black boxer briefs.

You turn your bedside lamp down to its dimmest setting and slide into bed beside him, smiling when he rolls over onto his stomach, a sure sign that he wants his back scratched. "You tired?" you ask, rolling onto your side to face him before trailing your fingernails up and down the muscular expanse of his bare back.

"Yeah," he mutters, his voice muffled by his pillow. "It was a looong day."

"It was," you agree. "Sooo much football," you grumble playfully, laughing when he raises his head and gives you a look. "Sorry," you grin. "I know you love it, but several hours of nonstop football is kind of a lot."

"Good thing you and my mom spent a couple of those hours talking about how to decorate the lakehouse."

"That was fun," you giggle. "How many times did you almost refer to our bye week getaway as a honeymoon?"

"Several times," he admits.

"Me too. We gotta be careful or your parents will figure out we're married sooner than we want."

"For real."

"They were super surprised you bought the lakehouse. I think they were a little upset you didn't let them in on the secret, but they got over it pretty quick."

"They can't keep a secret for shit, and I wanted it to be a surprise for you."

"It was an amazing surprise," you sigh. "I still can't quite believe it." You push up into a sitting position and dig your fingers into his throwing shoulder, smiling when he hisses in pleasure. "You wanna massage?" you ask, straddling his waist when he gives you a muffled "yes, please."

You rub his neck and shoulders for several minutes before he breaks the silence.

"Watching all that football today got me hype. I can't wait to get back on the field."

"Your calf feeling good?"

"Yeah, as good as it's felt all season. I pushed it hard in my last few work-outs, and it responded well."

"Time to unleash hell," you tease, smiling at his gruff "damn right" followed by a groan as you slide a hand into his hair and lightly scratch your fingernails over his scalp.

You continue to scratch and rub him for a few more minutes before he speaks up.

"Do you feel different now that we're married?"

"Yes," you answer, after considering the question for a bit. "I was already fully committed to spending the rest of my life with you, but it feels different now that it's official, even if it's just our secret for now."

He starts to roll over onto his back, and you rise up on your knees to make it easier for him; he waits until you settle your weight back down on him before speaking.

"All the negative thoughts in my head are muted when I'm with you. That's always been true, but even more so now that we're married."

"I'm glad." You give him a smile before furrowing your brow. "Wait … what negative thoughts are you having?"

He takes a deep breath before answering. "Just worried about getting healthy in time to save the season. We've gotta come out swinging against the 49ers and the Bills. If we drop those two games, shit's gonna be bleak." He slides his eyes closed as he continues. "Also, I'm not loving the background noise."

"Background noise?"

"Overrated. Overpaid." He makes a stank face as he plows ahead. "I know what some folks are saying about me."

"You've been playing hurt all season!" you protest, your blood pressure rising as you lean forward and lock eyes with him. "And let me tell you something about those loudmouths spewing all that 'background noise' …"

"Babe?" he interrupts.

"Yeah?"

"I'm worried about saving the season, but the background noise doesn't really bother me. That kind of shit just fuels me to be better. I shouldn't have lumped the two together."

"Oh … okay." You roll your shoulders to relieve some tension, raising an eyebrow at his bemused look. "What?"

"You were about to unleash hell," he teases, laughing when you stick your tongue out at him.

"I get a little worked up when people shit-talk you, okay?" you chirp. "Most of those loudmouths hate you because you play for a rival team and/or because their woman wants to bang you. Simple as that." You give an emphatic nod as you finish your statement.

"Feel better now?" he asks, wrapping both hands around your thighs and giving a gentle squeeze.

"Yes. I needed to get that off my chest."

Y'all laugh together for a bit before you quiet down. You eventually drop your gaze from his face down to his broad shoulders and muscular chest, lingering there for a bit before moving farther south; you reach a hand out and ghost a fingertip over his blonde treasure trail, your eyes going wide when his flat stomach caves in under your touch.

"Did you just suck in your stomach?" you ask.

"Maybe," he mumbles, giving you a sheepish smile. "Dinner was so delicious that I ate more than I meant to."

"You worked out really hard yesterday and today. You deserved a little treat."

"I'm hoping to get another little treat tonight," he purrs, his hot gaze on your breasts causing your nipples to tighten under the flimsy fabric of your t-shirt.

"Is the door locked?" you ask, thinking about his parents sleeping downstairs.

"Yes, ma'am," he answers, his big hands immediately settling on your waist after you pull your t-shirt off and toss it on the floor.

"You want me to take charge since you're tired?" you offer, a small squeal escaping your lips when he easily flips you onto your back.

"Maybe for round two," he teases, holding eye contact with you as he kisses his way down your torso.

#joe burrow #joe burrow fan fic #joe burrow fanfic #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow imagine

[thecameronchronicles]

Toys-R-Us

TW: sex toys galore! Smut. Language. Dom!Rafe. Degrading language. 

SUMMARY: You convince Rafe to try out a few toys. 

WORD COUNT: 2400

REQUESTED

Reader getting a bunch of toys to try with rafe but he refuses because of his pride until he gives in and they have a lot of fun 😏

Toys-R-Us

He watched you from the corner of his eyes as you bounced off the balls of your feet to the new package. Midday and you were already imagining the scenarios that could come from the contents of this box. One you spent every day tracking for this moment alone. 

"If it's more shoes..." He groaned as you shook your head, your smile reaching well to your eyes. He knew this look. He was usually the reason behind this look. You were turned on from what was behind that packing tape and box branded with some company he'd never heard of. 

"Is it lingerie?" His voice shifted. That low timber and rare accent of southern inspiration sounding almost pained as his mind thought of your body from memory. Recent memory, but still too far to keep patient. He pressed to the counter, hiding his erection, as he attempted to peel into the box. 

"Even better."

"The only thing better than lingerie is you naked..." He called behind you as you sauntered in front of him and led the charge to the bedroom. 

"I don't like games..." He reminded you as you nodded, setting down the box and then him beside it. 

"I got something..." 

"I noticed..." He exhaled, rather annoyed by now. You smirked, basking in his impatience. A minor payback from Valentine's day as he'd tormented you beneath those damn handcuffs . 

"For both of us..." 

"Just show me already..." He reached for the box as you hit his hand away. 

"It's a gift. And you need to learn to be patient..." You attempted to move back to the box as he took your hand, forcing you in front of him. 

"Patience isn't exactly a strength of mine, baby..." You bit your bottom lip as you knew this. Every sundress you'd warn evidential to the rise he made of it as it bunched at your back as he relinquished himself over his father's desk, the kitchen counter, even the stairs of the Island Inn at the last Midsummers. 

"It'll be worth it..." You pressed your hands to his thighs. 

"Do you trust me?"

He paused, eyes dropping to your lips to find the way you bit your bottom lip. 

"Should I?" 

You answered by pulling the first box to view. A sleek but matte powder pink casing no bigger than a box for a tie. 

Your name came from his lips as you bit harder into your lip. A paddle meant for spanking sat at his fingertips. 

"Turn it over..." As he did, he found his name set in reverse to what would be imprinted when he struck. 

"Shit..."

"There's more..." His eyes illuminated with excitement as you pulled out box after box until the main one was empty and discarded at the floor beside the bed. 

"What's this do?" He asked before opening a square box and producing a purple rose, his finger hitting the power button as you blushed.  But that wonder and excitement that came from the paddle sharpened to upset. 

"You saying I'm not good enough?" His eyes narrowed. 

"I want to try these with you, Rafe..." But he was on his feet and towards the door before you could convince him. You had to practically leap across your shared bedroom's floor before he stopped. 

"Rafe..." 

"I want all of these toys out of my house! I don't even want to know what's in the other ones and I don't care...fucking insulting me-" He began to speak beneath his breath as you carried two hands to his cheeks. A soft kiss pulling to his jaw and up towards his ear, nibbling on his lobe as a sign of what was to come. Once his hands showed forgiveness, you spoke against him.

"Two minutes...give me two minutes to convince you or I'll throw everything away and let you bend me in any way you want..." 

"You better do that anyway..." He relinquished to your offer as you pulled him back to the bed. But instead of this rest, you took him to the chair across from the bed, far enough away to keep you just out of reach. 

"You work a lot, Rafe..." His eyes darkened. 

"If you think for a second of using anything without me, that paddle will be broken over your ass..." You grinned, your cheeks burning red. 

"I got it for us..." You spoke again. "It's no fun without you..." As you spoke, you pulled the rose rabbit to your side. 

"I want to convince you why you'll like this...But I want you to trust me..." 

"Two minutes." He looked at the clock beside you both as you nodded. 

You pulled the device into your panties, your mouth immediately slack as his eyes burned into you. The slow rise of your hand circulating when finding the perfect spot and your toes curling into the arms of his chair and he was already formed against his slacks. 

"Oh my God...." You whimpered, adding speed and pressure before feeling his hands at your ankles. 

"You wanted to show me, you show me all of you." He grunted, pulling off your panties and hovering over you. His hands teasing for only a second until your hands were lifted over your head so he could remove your shirt. The second you were naked, his lips wrapped around your breast. 

"Don't come..." 

"I won't." 

"You sure? You're already shaking..." He stood his hand over yours as yours immediately clutched into the bed beneath you. He now held all the power in less than the time you expected. 

"I'll be good." 

"Don't lie to me." He smirked before devouring your breast, his hand hard between your lower lips with the rabbit in small circles. The vibrations threatened your back to arch, which you pushed away, before feeling everything retract away. Your eyes sprung open. 

"Rafe..." He ignored your pleas before redirecting the vibrator to your nipples. Alternating between them as his dominant fingers pushed inside of you. 

"Fuck!" You gasped. 

"I'm still better than some fucking toy...but you wanna play with it instead..." He used the excess from the toy as a grail between nipples, licking the remnants as your eyes rolled to every sensation. 

"I shouldn't let you come at all for buying all of them. Wasting my money...but the way you sound right now...shit...I could almost forgive you…" 

"Ohhhh..." You offered as his fingers found that spot only he knew this well. Former lovers only tracing what he mastered. One trace to that spot and you were willing to pour for him. 

"Don't come..." 

"Rafe..." 

"You want to?" You nodded as he scoffed. 

"Ride into my hand...I wanna feel how desperate you-"

"YES!" You moaned to the way his palm felt against your clit. The rose rabbit attacking your nipples. And his fingers curving perfectly inside of you. 

"Fuuuuck!" 

"Don't. Come."

"I have to! I can't hold it...I can't...oh my God...RAFE!" You whimpered as he left you on that edge. Your body trembling from the abandonment and tease. 

"RAFE!"

"What other toys do you have?" He asked, pulling open the other boxes. 

"Oh...baby..." He withdrew a dildo. Thick and long. Colored red. His favorite.

"Didn't realize I was too big for you..." He teased as he was. 

"Oh, we're gonna have fun with this one baby..." He set it on high before holding you open with his other hand. 

"Hear that?" 

"Ahhh! Aaaahhhh!" You whimpered for the sound it made moving and and out of your sobbing core.

"You like being fucked by a toy baby? You wanna come all over it, huh?" You growled as he teased your edge, reading your body language as he pinched your nipples between moans.

"Oh it looks so good...but you know I look better between your legs...but I never get to see it like this..." You wrapped your hand painfully tight around his wrist. 

"Careful...acting a bit desperate."

"I am!"

"You wanted to be a little whore and order all this... we're trying every piece out until you learn your little lesson. I'm better than a motor and latex...and If you come because of any of these toys, you're just gonna be that much more tired by the time I'm done with this little pussy..." He spit on your clit, reaching down to suck for a moment as you pulled through his hair. 

The masterful tangle made around your sensitive bud making you unintelligible in anything but his name and the word please. He rose again. 

"I fucking love when you drip for me, baby..."

"I'm like a fucking waterfall!" You pleased as he withdrew, your excess following. 

"Did you fucking come?" You blushed. 

"I couldn't help it..." He cocked his jaw. 

"You wanna play? You don't wanna listen? Wanna be a bad girl." You knew better than to fight. If you wanted any hope of true satisfaction, you had to comply. So you did. 

He rolled you onto your stomach. 

"Knees. Against me." He unbuckled behind you, shuffling around the drawer beside the bed. 

"How desperate are you aside from just staining our sheets?".

"You can do anything..." He smirked, a hand around your neck as you felt the lube laced tip of the dildo teasing your ass. 

"Ah...."

"This desperate?"

"Yes! Do it...fucking do it-" He pushed it in slowly, the stretch making you nodded and shake. 

"Good girl...taking it all the way..." But as he pushed it completely, he removed it to the tip, fucking you with the dildo. 

"Yes! Oh YES!" You belted. 

"Good girl...food fucking girl..." He moaned behind you, slapping your ass every few thrusts. 

"Oh fuck...yeah yeah yeah..." 

"Raaaffffe....." You struggled to speak. His hand moving from your neck to the side of the bed. The vibrator back at your clit. 

"Fuck!" 

"Look at you taking it at once...dirty girl..."

"I wanna come...oh fuck, Rafe..."

"Fuck Rafe? Go ahead...put me in there baby...let me feel you clench for all these fucking toys but come on me..." You bent forward and took him, sliding him into you effortlessly. 

"Give me your lips..." You craned towards him, completely fucked in every possible sense. Your body pulling to one sensation to break from another, not a single moment of reprieve to this torture and you lived for the excess. 

"Not a single hole I don't own, isn't that right, baby?"

"Yours!" You winced. 

"This one?" He quickened the dildo as you nearly screeched. 

"YES! YEEES!" 

"And this one?" He thrusted faster as you could only nod. 

"I want you on your fucking knees right now...keep that little toy on your clit for me..." You watched him recline in the bed as you took your place. 

"Nuh uh...ass up here..." He directed you onto a 69. His breath against the split made from the dildo. 

"I fucking love watching this..."

"It feels so good-".

"If you can talk, you aren't doing your job..." You smirked as he thrust the dildo hard and fast at the vibrator set at your clit. 

"Please...I'm gonna come..." He forced the rose away. 

"On my face...come here..." He tore you apart from above. The dildo remained for pressure as your eyes crossed before closing over him. He devoured you this way, your moans around his cock making him hit your ass hard. 

"So fucking delicious..." He spread your ass wider, his tongue focusing on that second hole. 

"Oh, bad fucking girl..." He growled as you dripped on his chest. 

"Making such a pretty little mess..." 

"There's one more..." 

He grunted towards the final box set within reach. 

"You want all of this at once?"

"Make me fucking squirt, baby..." He grinned, bringing this final vibrator from the box. 

"One fucking second...I need more..." He pushed your head with one hand as another widened your hips for him. 

"I'm gonna come!" He smacked your ass. "I'm fucking coming!!!" But the second you felt his tone make that swipe, you were fucked. Your hand holding one vibrator to your clit, as he kept the dildo and new vibrator in place. Every hole fucked. 

"Look at you taking everything, motherf-" he paused. 

"This what you wanted baby? Every hole?" You nodded as he fucked your ass hard with the dildo. The pressure worsening the vibrator within. 

"Oh fuck...oh my God..." You groaned to the fixation of such pleasure. .

"Yep...all these fucking toys...".

"Yes!"

"And you still come on me..." He threw your hand away from your clit as he removed the vaginal vibrator and kept the final one in place before pulling you around him in a straddle. Your hand reached to remove it. 

"You like that feeling?" You nodded as he corrected the dildo. 

"You want two cocks inside of you?" You nodded faster. 

"Anyone else in mind?" You blushed. 

"You..."

"There's only one of me, sweetheart...but there isn't a chance anyone else gets this ass..." He slapped it. "So fuck me like you're mine so I know you understand..." You did, your hand reaching for the dildo again. 

"You keep that there!"

"It's too much...I'm gonna-"

"I want you to...all the fuck over me... I can feel it..."

"It's too much!!!”

"Should have thought about that before getting all these little toys...so you're gonna take it like a good little slut for me..."

"Jesus!"

"Oh baby...not even he is gonna help you..." He forced you onto your stomach, fucking you tried over. Cock then dildo. In then out. Your body pulsing. Your chest heaving. That edge finally allowed.

"Let me hear it...let me fucking hear you..., To this, he took the paddle, striking your cheek with his name left behind. 

"Oh fuck...." He grunted, your inflamed ass around his name making him lose himself within you as you grinned wildly. 

"Shit!" He called in finality in accordance with your final spill. Your body shook beneath him, unable to be moved without assistance. 

"Here..." He rolled you onto your back and into his arms. 

"Are you okay, baby?" 

"I...I just need a second." He laughed. 

"You were the one who bought all of them..."

"I didn't think you'd use them all at once!" You scolded. 

"You think we're done?" He scoffed. "I'm just giving you a second before you blacked out...but baby, we're just getting started...."

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[accio-victuuri]

i am basing this post from this video, cause i love me some early cpf stories. imagine being one of those who recognized their potential early on, tho this may not be unusual, cause fans love to pair up celebrities that will visually look good together. like this post in 2016:

Zhan Bo is really a good match... I beg you two in the entertainment industry to get to know each other!

I have to agree that their looks match — who doesn’t want two handsome boys in the same place?

Don’t know how legit the other comments like this next one is but it’s funny how things turned out for them.

It was considered a cult CP at that time, right? Because both of them were ostracized by fans in the group, so the black/melon-eating person made fun of them and gave them CP like this.

A cult CP? lol. and i think what the comment meant was that in their respective groups, they were both the ones who had the most potential to go solo and had a solid fanbase. so maybe there was some ‘group fans’ who didn’t like that. From just a few people who dreamt of them working together and a potential CP, and now here we are. 🤍

this other OP talked about someone already forming a CP between them and some of those fans asked wyb in person if he would like a CP with xz who is in another group. wyb allegedly smiled sweetly and did not reply. OP feels like they knew each other even before their TTXS meeting as well and it’s normal because they are in the same circle.

the cpn of them knowing each other and interacting even before cql casting is not new. i love this “new idea” of them being familiar with who the other is because of this CP between them lol. these two are no stranger to searching their names and i would think they did it more frequently earlier in their career. so when they do, the other person’s name comes up. 😂😂😂😂 then they “meet each other” in ttxs and think oh this is the dude people ship me with. lol

it might explain xz’s answer here in their interview. tho what he mentioned after this statement is the 2017 TTXS episode. maybe he was talking about something more. 🤔🤔🤔

this is all fake. 🫶🏼

EDIT: for those who don’t have the weibo app and couldn’t see the video, or those who are not familiar with how posts look like at weibo or just didn’t notice the details. the 2016 post does not have the two photos of zz and wyb on it. obvs, the one used for GG is during our song which was years later. the text post was obvs cropped, and then the photos below were added by the person who edited the video.

see??? on the left? that’s what i mean by cut off. and then the photos were put on top to give the effect of the two boys, with xz looking cute and wyb with that interested expression on his face. 😏

also on the app, the post linked looks like this. (below) the video + screenshots. the browser version of weibo does not support all the features like the actual app. i hope this makes sense ^^

#yizhan #bjyx #there is no science here i’m just clowning like i always do

[berryzxx]

Your the only one for me (part 2)

Summary: You find something suspicious on Grayson's phone and confront him about it. During your argument you get seriously injured. Is it all a misunderstanding or is he just using you?

Grayson Hawthorne x reader

Part 1

I opened my eyes, the slight pressure that was closing them before finally gone although my head still hurt. The lights were dimmed, a soft yellow lamp illuminating the room. It was a hospital room I deducted even though it was quiet a cosy one without the white sterile walls and uncomfortable beds. I tried to move my hair to the side and out of my face when I realised my right arm was in a white cast. Oh my god. How had I broken my arm?

As soon as my brain started functioning properly I realised my back was begging to be cracked after who knows how long I had laid there. I shifted myself up slightly and tried to crack my back. I twisted left and right but nothing much happened except my body starting to ache even more. I cleared my throat hoping someone would hear and come in.

I moved slightly higher on the bed so I was sitting up and coughed a little so someone would hear me. Still no one.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" I asked. It sounded a little weird talking to any empty room but I wanted answers. And probably a familiar face. I waited for another second and when i opened my mouth again the door opened, Grayson walking in, his hair messy for the first time in ages and wearing a simple white shirt and joggers.

"Your awake. I thought I was hearing things when I heard your voice..." He moved closer to me and sat at the edge of my bed hesitantly.

I gave him a small smile and wondered why he wasn't already laying down next to me "I'm injured. Come and provide some comfort to me at least" I said gesturing to my broken arm. He didn't move for a moment as if waiting for me to change my words. I didn't obviously. He moved so he was now laying next to me as I rested my head on his chest, his hand running through my hair.

"How do you feel? Are you hungry? Do you need some water?" His voice was full of concern. I shook my head "No. How did I break my arm?" I asked, wanting answers.

His hand froze slightly but then he carried on moving it through my hair, relaxing me even more. "You don't remember?" He asked quietly as if it were important I should.

I shrugged slightly "I just remember falling. Did I trip?" My memory was slightly hazy and I only remembered bits and pieces.

Grayson let out a sigh and sat up, moving away from me "You didn't trip"

I raised an eyebrow, slightly confused "So what happened then?"

His grey eyes roved over me, his eyes searching my face for something. "You fell...because of me"

I frowned, even more confused and slightly shocked "what?". He slowly nodded his head as if it pained him to do so "We were arguing and I...I tried to stop you but you fell. If it weren't for me you wouldn't have been hurt"

I continued looking at him. My memory slowly starting to come back to me. I don't know why but tears had started pricking at my eyes. Maybe it was because I couldn't see Grayson looking so upset and heartbroken.

"I'm sorry sweetheart. I'm sorry you were hurt because of me. I don't deserve you" I shook my head as soon as he said the last line "I decide what I deserve"

I swallowed back the tears "What were we arguing about?" I waited, holding my breath. Hoping it was all a misunderstanding.

"About a message between me and a girl at the photography exhibit. You...jumped to conclusions but it's nothing like what you think it is" He had to force the words out, his hands running through his hair as if what he were about to say would ruin things between us. Maybe it would.

"Show me the message"

He faltered slightly "Darling I-"

"Show me" I didn't remember what it was about but I needed to know what this damned message was. He took out his phone and showed me the message

I had so much fun yesterday. We should definitely do it again.😏

Memories came flooding back to me. Of when I had read the message. When I had stormed off, tears cascading down. And when I had packed my things only to fall and break my arm. I looked at the message clenching and unclenching my jaw. Tears making my vision blurry.

"Don't cry. I'm not worth it" Grayson said quietly, not daring to move closer to me.

"Is this true? Did you....have you cheated on me?" I spat the words out my mouth full of the taste of betrayal and disgust.

He quickly shook his head "Why would I? I don't know why she sent it. I would never break your trust like that y/n" He moved closer, desperation evident in his eyes. His hand reached for mine "I would never cheat on you my love." I wanted to believe him. I really did. But I had, had my heart broken in the past and I didn't want it to happen this time either.

"Block her" I gave him the phone and he did. He shook his head a tear falling down. It made my heart break into pieces. "Don't cry. I'm not worth it" I repeated his words, as if maybe everything would be alright. I don't think it would.

"Your worth a thousand of me y/n. Your worth more than anything. I would fucking burn everything in this world for you" His eyes held mine, his hand clasping mine tightly.

"I love you Gray. I really do...but I. I need a break. I need to think things through" It took all my will power to get all that out and i don't think it was worth it because the pain on his face was heart breaking.

"Are you breaking up with me?" His voice was hoarse and he had dropped my hand. I slowly nodded my head "I need to think through things. This doesn't mean we can't get back together"

He shook his head as if in denial "How will I live without you?"

"I'm sorry"

He took a deep breath. And then another. He stood up and tried to give me a smile but it didn't reach his eyes "Take your time to...process. Just know that I'll never stop loving you. Your the only one for me..." He looked at me, taking in my appearance one last time before leaving the room. I finally let it all out once the door slammed shut, sobs wracking my body as the one person I loved truly left me. And it was all my fault.

SOPHIE'S POV

I looked down at my phone and scrolled through my messages when I noticed Grayson hadn't replied to mine. I clicked on it and cursed under my breath. Shit. I had sent the wrong emoji. Instead of a smiley face I had sent an extremely sexually insinuating one. It said that he had read the message so there was no point deleting it. Instead I typed out another message

Sorry, that was the wrong emoji. Didn't mean to creep you out. Would love to discuss some more photography lessons for the future

The message had sent but an automated reply was sent back instead. It read that I had been blocked. Oh. He wouldn't receive my message then. I just hoped nothing had happened because of my typo.

note: Um YEAH. sorry about that yall. I love Grayson but ummm I had to 😭 i hate the miscommunication trope but here I AM WRITING IT. Hope yall survived

tags: @starxshining @reminiscentreader @thelov3lybookworm

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[zoeykallus]

Love your Bad Batch headcanons! They're so sweet and lovely 😍 I've got 2 asks for you, one SFW and the other NSFW! Feel free to answer one or both or neither! My SFW question: how would the batchers react to their SO continuing to work when they clearly, desperately need rest (I'm working on my degree right now, so I'm imagining school work, but it could be anything). My NSFW question: how do the batchers react to learning their SO has a submissive kink and wants to be dominated?

I like both ideas! But I'd like to keep them separated. I was thinking about combining them, but neither approach of mine felt right. Would you mind sending me in the SFW request separated, one more time? Don't worry, it won't slip back into the queue, I'll pick it out to do next as soon as I get it.

For now, the NSFW idea and I have to admit I really like it 😏

And now that I think about it, I should do extra scenarios at one point with each of them, going into smutty details. Yet another idea slipping into the existing pile of project ideas 😋

The Bad Batch x Reader - The Submissive Kink

Warnings: Strongly Suggestive/Partly Sexual Content/Mentioning Of Sexual Content/Submissive Kink/18+

Hunter

He blinks, his brows slowly moving upward as his eyes widen. Hunter isn't quite sure he understood you correctly, the thought is more than just stimulating to him, but he wants to be quite sure he heard you right and plays dumb for now.

"Dominated?" he asks cautiously, "By me?"

While you smile at him almost shyly and nod, his blood is already starting to boil.

"Sexually?"

Another nod from you. It takes a very small moment, then a smirk appears on his face.

"Tell me your safe word," he finally says.

"What?"

"Your safe word. You know what that is, right?"

"Um, yeah. 'Meiloorun cake'"

One of his brows twitches upward in amusement.

"Meiloorun cake?"

You nod, and the look he gives you makes heat rise in your cheeks and other parts of your body.

"Why not? One of the most unlikely things I would normally say during sex"

Hunter's gaze dips into yours as he says, "Okay, then don't forget it."

The next moment he has you pinned down on the bed, your wrists pressed into the sheets, with one hand above your head, your thighs spread with his hips and his free hand ripping your clothes off.

Hunter doesn't hold back, he enjoys the way you writhe in ecstasy, helpless under him. He's not too shy to grab a little harder if that's what you want, as long as it's consensual. The poses in which he is dominant are almost his favorite anyway. Taking you from behind or pushing you into the sheets, or against a wall, is a breeze. You can explore quite a few limits with Hunter.

Echo

"You know, I'd really like to see you be more dominant with me".

He pauses in his movement. He eventually turns to you slowly and looks at you with wide eyes.

"What do you mean?" he finally asks quietly.

"Sexually," you say, biting your lower lip.

His brows twitch up, and his eyes get even bigger. His gaze twitches back and forth thoughtfully for a moment. Suddenly he smiles, a hint of blush in his cheeks.

"You like being submissive?"

A little nervously, you shrug your shoulders, but finally nod.

"And you trust me enough that you want to try this with me?"

Convinced, you say, "Yes, absolutely."

With a smirk, he says, "I'm honored."

He really is, nothing could be a more honorable distinction than to receive such deep trust from you.

Echo is still very cautious at first, he basically knows what to do, but he can't quite get out of his skin at first. He's always worried about you, but he finds a rhythm faster than you expect, and he's surprisingly good at it.

Verbally, too, he quickly gets the hang of the command tone as well as gentle, insinuating threats. Echo quickly understands the effect his voice has on you at certain pitches and words, and is only too happy to take advantage of it.

As long as you have fun, and he makes you happy with it, he also has a lot of fun with it. Look forward to some hot nights.

Wrecker

He's licking the juice of a meiloorun off his fingers when you ask him about it. Wrecker pauses for a moment, but he doesn't think for long. His cheeky smirk gets under your skin and tingles with excitement.

"I see someone likes the submissive angle. If that makes you hot, you're welcome, sweetie."

Wrecker is incredibly strong, but don't worry, he won't hurt you, he has perfect control of his physical strength in bed with you and therefore also controlling you, with ease. He can hold you, push you back and forth and carry you as it suits him, and as he wants to have you. His strong hand on your back when he pushes you into the sheets is a kick in itself. To feel that power is something very special, and to feel it in this way is reserved only for you.

Wrecker is curious, open and anything but shy once you have aroused his interest. He has immense fun to see you writhing in pleasure and looking up at him so helplessly and yet adoringly. Wrecker always feels twice as big as he actually is after such nights.

Tech

"What?"

Tech looks up from his data-pad, blinking as if he's been hit with a small electric shock.

You suddenly don't feel so brave and say, "Oh, nothing."

Tech frowns, drops the Data-pad and grabs your arm to hold you back as you get up to leave the room.

"But you certainly said something. I'm just not sure whether I really understood," he insists.

You say evasively, "Maybe now is not a good time."

"You said something about dominating or being dominated, I'm quite sure of that".

As you still stand there undecided, he gently pulls on your arm and says, "Sit down please, I'd like to know what's on your mind. I know I work a lot and am often distracted", he puts the data-pad aside, "But you have my attention now".

You sit back down with him and explain in more detail what you mean.

"Oh, we are talking about sexual dominance. Interesting."

Tech adjusts his goggles and thinks for a moment. Finally, he says, "There are many possibilities in this area, it will certainly be interesting to explore them"

"So you would be okay with that?"

Your usually shy tech is always good for a surprise.

He nods, "Sure, aside from being incredibly curious, it's something you seem to enjoy. You know I can hardly deny you a wish."

And he really tries, he reads through mountains of information and tries out everything possible with you, from simple dominant behavior, physical (for example the occasional slap on the butt when he takes you from behind) as well as verbal, to bondage games and degradation. He quickly gets the command tone down, and in fact is a little surprised himself by the thrill these games give him.

But don't worry, you're always in good, loving hands, no matter what you do.

Crosshair

He cocks an eyebrow at you.

"Really?"

Biting your lower lip, you nod.

Crosshair looks at you penetratingly, scrutinizingly. He's not really reserved in principle, but your relationship is quite fresh and so far he's pretty tame by his standards, he really likes you and doesn't want to scare you off right away. But the fact that you're asking him to do this now is very convenient for him, of course.

His smirk seems almost smug.

"Anytime, kitten"

He is a true master in dominating you, physically as well as with words. He doesn't lack for ideas, either, and bondage games are there from the start if you let him. Your hands tied above your head while he hungrily licks you out, or tied together on your back, your head in the sheets while he takes you from behind and holds a vibrator to your oversensitive pearl.

Crosshair also has no problem going through and exploring different gradations, as long as he can satisfy you in the process he is fine with it, should he feel you are not enjoying it or faking it, he will lose the fun of it very quickly. He especially doesn't like pretending, he is very resentful if you do that. He expects you to be direct and open, to communicate with him what you want and what not.

Of course, one of the first things is a safe word that you think up together.

Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

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[the-fiction-witch]

Arrangement P2

Media The Artful Dodger

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader

Rating Flirty

Requested  More!!! Yes please! OH MY GOD do part 2 where they skip to the wedding and get up to no good 😏 I need a part 3!! pt 2 plz

"did you have anything you wanted to ask or know about myself? Or am I simply a woman so that's enough to be your wife?" She asked,

"yes...I would like to know more things about you. I would like to know the real Y/n, not just the pretty girl who is going to be my wife."

"of course, ask away then" She nodded, 

"I suppose the obvious first question is...what do you like to do for fun?"

"I read. I sew. I bake of occasions"

I nodded, I rather liked those answers. 

She reads, sews and bakes. Those all sound like very wholesome activities. Very Wifely, I can imagine her sewing my shirts and baking me cookies for work. 

 "well...what kind of books do you like to read? are you more into fiction or perhaps more nonfiction? do you like a nice romance novel? I suppose romance is something that might be right up your alley." I smirked, "Perhaps reading some romance in preparation for our meeting? but you seem like a woman of...depth...and a woman who has more layers to her than meet the eye."

"I don't much enjoy romance I find it very repetitive, I do love a good nonfiction book it's always interesting to learn but" she explained, "I enjoy mystery, horror, and thriller a good murder mystery novel cannot be topped" she smiled genuinely giving my arm a little squeeze,

Awww that genuine smile and that squeeze. it's the kind of contact I'd been craving from her all day, and it makes me feel even more attracted to her. I felt very lucky... to be so close to her and get to hear more about her like I was discovering a beautiful garden now her harsh walls of stone were lowered, she sounds like the perfect woman...I barely want this day to end.

"that's very interesting, actually. I would have never guessed that. I mean I could guess the mystery part. but horror and thriller? those are such intense genres. why do you like them?"

"I enjoy the darker more macabre I suppose" she giggled,

my curiosity piqued as she mentioned 'macabre' I couldn't help but smirk and let a sly smile form across my lips pulling out my most flirtatious language, "a woman after my own heart. dark and macabre. I think you're the only one who can make such a claim and get away with it. I don't think anyone else could pull that off. I have to admit, it's somewhat sexy that you're attracted to such intense genres."

"Pardon?" She chuckled, 

"I said I think you're sexy when you're into dark and macabre things. isn't that what I said? did I say that wrong? am I not making myself clear here?"

"it was clear I was merely checking I heard correctly," her lips curling into a smile

"yes, you heard correctly. a lady who likes dark and macabre stuff...is pretty sexy. I will stand by what I said." I smirked, "I am a surgeon," I chuckled, "Blood, bodies and death are a key part of my day," 

"So you'd say you like a more macabre young lady?"

I bit my lip hard trying not to imagine her with her hands and a pretty dress covered in blood, Ummm she'd look good like that. The thought of a dark macabre young lady admittedly excited me, and the thought of my wife being like that... well how can I not love it. "yes...I do indeed, a young lady who's a bit macabre is incredibly attractive to me. I can't help but find such a woman intriguing...and sexy."

"ohhh wait till you see my bedroom" she giggled to herself biting her lip a little,

"Oh my...I dare say you're only making me more interested and excited. I would love to see your bedroom..." I smirked, Half at the idea of merely seeing her bedroom and at the idea of my macabre little firecracker. 

"I don't know it might frighten you" She raised her eyebrow, 

"frighten me? my dear, nothing you can do will frighten me. I'm a surgeon. I see more blood than a human holds most days, but... I find this dark and macabre side of you enticing and appealing. I want to see what really lies underneath that innocent and charming exterior of yours. I dare say that the darker and more intense nature is what I really want to see..."

"humm" she smiled clearly enjoying herself as by now we had finished with the garden and headed back towards the house 

I can't help but be mesmerized by her gloved hands, which have now taken mine, the soft supple texture of her fingers in the sweet velvet as they intertwine with mine. I rather felt a wave of sensual excitement build inside me as her gloved hands intertwined with mine. I can't help feeling incredibly aroused, this is not just due to the physical touch, this sight mixed with the flirtatiousness we had been experiencing back and forth with each other unable to remove the thought of marrying my little macabre firecracker makes my body ignite. 

her fingers began dancing on my palm for a while only causing me more excitement and arousal and after a while, I noticed she was not just playing with my palm but reading it her fingers tracing subtle lines and shapes on my palm was so exhilarating. the more she traces, the more my body trembles. suddenly I became very curious to know what she could tell.

"oh ...what do you see in my palm, My dear?"

"very strong lines, life line shaky at the start but I'd say that's fair"

I felt a little odd she brought it up, as I know she's right. "well you're definitely not wrong about that. I'm actually pretty surprised that you can read my palm accurately, although I suppose that's what you learn to do when you read so many dark and eerie genres..."

"Something like that," 

I stared deeply into her eyes, My expression of pure devotion as I felt her soft hands tracing those strong lines on my palm. I am already so captivated by her beauty and by these innocent gestures knowing what's behind them. I was already feeling so aroused by her that now my breathing is quick and shallow my feelings showing themselves in the slight trembling in my hands as she continues to read my palm. "well, I hope that's true. and you're telling me this based on the line shapes only?"

"ummm, heart line is very thick too you must be very caring, fate line is very strange though"

"Strange? in what way? what does my strange fate line indicate?"

"usually difficulty with life, with money and with experience usually a struggling life"

"yes...you are correct in that. my life has been fairly difficult so far." I nodded, "What a clever little thing you are my dear," 

"forgive me. I shouldn't" She shook her head trying to separate our hands but I took her hands in mine again, 

"no, please. it's ok. I think it's good for me to know that information. maybe I've just been having bad luck so far, and it will turn around someday. but it can't be right all the time...right?"

"no, it does straighten out see," she said showing off the lines in my hand, honestly they just looked like lines to me but it was still interesting to hear her talk like this with me, and feeling  her trace the lines with her velvet gloved fingers were helping,

"so...this indicates...a turn of luck?"

"mhm, struggle and then stability, and look your heart line and love line join," she said showing off where two lines become one, 

"yes...they do. I've never read into any of this at all. what does it mean that they join together like that?"

"it means your love life and relationships meet and then combine with your heart's true intentions usually means soul- ohh uhh soulmates." she blushed letting my hand go and fixing her hair behind her ear, 

Awwww her blush is so cute, "Soulmates?" I smirked at her and she blushed more,

"If you believe in that sort of thing," 

" believe in it," I told her, part of me honestly did I like to think there is someone special out there for everyone, but most likely never find them, and I also just wanna tease her a little more, and if she believes this stuff? no harm in thinking we... couple be. "I believe this was destiny...and what you had just described. soulmates. I absolutely believe in that sort of thing...I am a hopeless romantic at times."

She nodded as we walked blush flooding her cute little cheeks, I just wanted to kiss all her her sweet little red face. 

"And...what about you? do you believe in the same things? love at first sigh...being soulmates and all that jazz?"

"I don't know honestly, I would like to believe such things but I think I am too uncertain to truly believe them" she said fiddling with her fingers,

"Being sceptical is good, very good I think. doesn't mean you can't be allowed to believe in a little magic," I winked, I am...quite a bit sceptical myself. but the way today has gone...and the way you've made me feel...I have to believe that this was simply meant to be. I cannot believe anything less than that."

"I have..." She began stopping walking and fully turning herself to face him fiddling with her fingers and being almost unable to make eye contact "hope."

"Hope?"

"Mhm, Hope."

"For us?"

"For us." she nodded,

"then I feel the same. I also have hope for us. let us promise to hold on to our hope and make things work. let us try our hardest to make this work and be the happiest we can be...together." I smiled kissing her hand, 

"I'd like that Jack," she nodded, 

I smiled so warmly to think this was true I know I already got lucky that an arranged marriage was to a woman so beautiful so sweet, so firey, and so many of my desires all in one woman, and now to hear she had hope for us even after so little time together, hope for our soon to be marriage, It made me feel so cozy, I was starting to believe maybe she was my soulmate, my most perfect little innocent macabre firecracker of a woman soon to be my wife, I rubbed my thumb against her hand and for a moment was convinced we simply had become part of a romance novel, as I glanced at her sweet eyes holding her hand, it all felt so delicate, so tender, so sweet, a little sensual those sweet eyes looking back at me, "I would like that too..."

Y/n and I made our way back to the house and into the dining room where the formal dinner was to take place. The large meal was already laid on the table and was indeed quite impressive. Mr. Y/l/n takes his place at the head of the table with his wife Mrs Y/l/n, to his left. 

I was seated at the other end of the table directly across from Mr. Y/l/n. Y/n is seated to the left of me. already my stomach was rumbling after a good while of hospital food, I did my best to seem a proper gentleman even if my mouth was watering, Mr. Y/l/n raised from his seat with his glass so we all did too with our full glasses, 

Mr Y/l/n he smiles warmly, his eyes brightening, "I'd say today we toast, to agreements come to pass, to clear skies ahead" he said, "To marriage and to love young" he said raising his glass to Y/n and I, "and old" he gleamed raising his glass to his wife, 

I smiled as we all had a sip after the toast that was very sweet and then he looked to me,

"I think that is a very appropriate toast that you have chosen, Mr. Y/l/n...I hope that we can all share happy and successful marriages like the two of you." 

"Here, here," He nodded and we all had another sip before sitting and getting on with dinner.

Be a gentleman. Be a gentleman. 

I'm at the table with her parents, and my soon-to-be wife, having met her less than two hours ago. I have to be proper, I know I'm hungry and I know there is literally a whole roast chicken in front of me! but I need to... BEHAVE. But I... did my best. 

Once dinner was done we headed to the parlor where Y/n sat with her mother the two signing back and forth, and Mr Y/l/n put his arm around my shoulder in a very fatherly way, "Shall we have a drink then Doctor Dawkins? I am rather eager to have my first drink with my soon-to-be son-in-law." 

"Ohh yes I'd be delighted sir," I nodded,

"No no, No sir, Just Martin. You are to be my son-in-law. You are to be family." He said as he fixed us each a glass of whiskey, he handed me my own and we clicked our glasses. "Just a week to the wedding,"

"Just a week, I admit I am quite excited." I nodded, I chatted with her father for a while being pleasant as I slowly drank the whiskey, doing my best to be a gentleman and conversationalist even if I think I missed some secret conversations given her mother would often sign things and they would reply back to her in sign so I have no clue what anyone is saying, I should really learn. I'm sure y/n can teach me once we're married, just feel like kinda a dick making her mother lip-read me, and I'm sure it would be handy in the hospital. For patients and for secretly insulting Sneed. 

I noticed her mother sign something and Y/n blushed a little,

"Perfect idea Darling," He smiled signing back to his wife, "I think we shall leave the engaged couple to chat I'm sure they'll get along swimmingly," he said taking her by the arm and the two leaving shutting the door to let Y/n and I be alone. 

"Would you care to join me?" She asked flicking a deck of cards between her hands, 

I smirked immediately downing the rest of my drink, "I'd be delighted, my dear." 

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[chishiyasleftnut]

What about a smut where they use a mirror? The more unconventional the better 😏

/chishiyaisasnack

Hi! (* ^ ω ^) I tried my best to do a mirror fic. I hope you'll like it :)

"Look"

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Warnings: Smut. Pairing: Chishiya x fem!reader.

Plot: Chishiya brings fem!reader to a love hotel with a room covered in mirrors.

1991 words. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

You weren’t entirely sure why you were being dragged across the deserted Tokyo, but here you were, blindly following Chishiya. All he had said was that he had someone to show you. Trusting someone this much could turn dangerous, but you had come to trust Chishiya so you followed him despite common sense.

“So, where are we going?” you asked for the 3rd time, causing Chishiya to snicker.

“You’ll see.”

“I would rather know,” you retorted.

“Now, that would ruin the surprise, wouldn’t it?”

You groaned, but nonetheless dropped the topic as you knew you would not manage to get a better answer out of him. After 10 (long) more minutes, you found yourself in Kabukichō, a rather sketchy part of Tokyo where Chishiya finally stopped in front of a klitchy looking love hotel. You raised your eyebrows at the sight before looking at Chishiya.

“Did you really drag me across town for a love hotel? What’s wrong with your room at the Beach?”

You heard another low chuckle before Chishiya took your hand in his to lead you inside. The reception looked just as you imagined: if there had been electricity you could choose your room from a machine, avoiding eye contact with and potentially being recognised by the staff. However, now there were of course no electricity nor any staff, so the both of you entered with no shame.

“I found something interesting that the Beach doesn’t have,” Chishiya replied with a low voice as if there were other people around. “I think you’ll like it.”

He led you through long, dark corridors and multiple stairways until you got to room 302. Chishiya stopped in front of the door, presumably wanting you to open it yourself.

“I swear to god if this is some weird Hello Kitty bondage room then I’ll… oh.”

Opening the door revealed a somewhat normal looking room. That was, until you saw the many large mirrors all over the walls. You stepped inside and noticed that even the ceiling was one big mirror. Placed against one wall was a king sized bed, neatly made so you felt sure that it was clean - at least as clean as you can realistically expect a sketchy love hotel in Kabukichō to be. You stepped further inside and looked around at the many mirror images of yourself.

“So,” Chishiya said, “what do you think?”

You snorted as you heard him close and lock the door.

“What do I think? I think it’s weird that you made me walk 45 minutes to have sex in a love hotel.”

Despite your words displaying annoyance, your tone indicated everything but that. You were quite amused by his antics and Chishiya could see that. He approached you further, wrapping his hands around your waist and pulling you in closer to him.

“Come on, it’ll be fun,” he said lowly into your ear, sending shivers down your spine. His lips began trailing from your ear to your neck, lingering just long enough to not leave any marks. While taking off your shirt, Chishiya moved, forcing you to back slowly towards the bed until you reached it and was pushed down on it. Chishiya followed, crawling on top of you so his lips could continue their journey down your body.

His face purposefully moved south, licking and sucking your goosebump covered skin. He unzipped your pants, pulling them off of you and carelessly throwing them on the floor next to the bed. You looked so good like that - only in your underwear and with eyes that screamed ‘take me’. However, he wasn’t going to give you what you wanted. Not yet at least.

With gentle hands he freed you of your panties before pulling you up, so you were sitting upright. The look on your face must have revealed how confused you were with this move. It wasn’t the usual process you went through when you had sex. Chishiya seemed to have something new in mind.

“Just trust me,” he said almost growling. The smirk on his lips made you crave him even more - you loved that smirk, even when you found it infuriating at times and he, of course, knew that. “Turn towards the mirror,” he instructed. You followed orders and was met by your own reflection.

Chishiya parted your legs, giving you full view of yourself. You turned your head to speak to him, but he promptly but carefully grabbed your chin and turned your gaze back towards the mirror.

“I want you to look. To see what I see.”

You nodded and kept your eyes on you and Chishiya’s reflections. Chishiya moved behind you, unclasped your bra and threw it on the floor next to the rest of your clothes. You were now fully exposed. His hands moved under your arms, cupping your breasts, and giving them a small squeeze before trailing down slowly. As told, you kept looking at the scene reflected in the mirror, your gaze following his hands carefully.

His hands moved over your pubic mound. Much to your dismay, they avoided your core and instead moved to your inner thighs, caressing them up and down and trailing circles around your increasingly wet centre. The way your hips moved to chase his fingers made Chishiya chuckle. You knew it was in vain - if anything it only made him enjoy toying with you even more.

“You want it, don’t you?” he whispered into your ear.

“More than anything.”

Feeling as if he was done teasing you, his fingers finally slid in between your wet fold, moving up and down to coat himself in your arousal but ignoring you entrance. Instead, his fingers moved upwards where he began circling your clit, his fingers easily gliding over the nub. You gasped and closed your eyes to focus on the feeling as you usually did.

“Open your eyes,” Chishiya commanded. His voice was surprisingly soft, and even though it was a mere whisper you felt inclined to obey. You opened your eyes, noticing how your mouth was slightly open and your eyelids half closed. For the first time you saw how your hips moved in response to his touch.

Your hand moved up behind your shoulder where you grabbed ahold of Chishiya’s hair, nonverbally telling him just how much you enjoyed it. Your other hand moved down to grab Chishiya’s hand, guiding it from your clit, down your folds, and pressing it into your centre. You moaned and closed your eyes instinctively, causing Chishiya to chuckle again.

“Keep them open,” he whispered before kissing your neck again. You complied and was surprised as just how fucked out his fingers could make you. If this was your reaction to his fingers, how would you react when he fucked you for real?

Chishiya curled his fingers and connected his thumb back to your clit. The combination provoked the well-known tightening in your abdomen, making your legs shake as you fought to keep them open. As always, Chishiya knew exactly how to electrify your nerves. It wasn’t long before the coil snapped and you watched yourself come undone on his fingers, whimpering his name as you usually did. Although it was hard to keep your eyes open you managed to fight your urges. You had to admit you liked what you saw; how your face flushed; how your chest moved up and down as you heaved for air; and how your centre visibly pulsated around his fingers.

“Do you feel good?” Chishiya asked once you got over the last wave of pleasure. You nodded and tried to gather your thoughts. When you finally did you breathlessly asked him something.

“Can I make you feel good too?”

“You always make me feel good,” he said with a smirk. “Go lay down.”

“No, I mean… Can I suck you off?”

The question caught Chishiya off guard. It wasn’t as if you never gave him blowjobs, but it was rare for you to be the one asking. This was a welcomed surprise.

“You never need to ask, you know that right?” he said cheekily while undressing, causing you to roll your eyes.

Your gaze was locked on his body, examining every part closely. Your breath hitched in your throat when he with a quick movement removed his boxers and uncovered his hard length. Chishiya placed his head on the pillow, putting his arms behind it. He was looking up at the ceiling mirror, enjoying the view.

Once he was comfortable you moved between his legs and lowered your head down to his body. First, your tongue glided from the base of his dick all the way up to the tip, earning you a moan and a twitch. You continued this, coating his hardness in your saliva before taking him into your mouth. Chishiya groaned and buckled his hips.

With your tongue gliding from side to side, you bobbed your head up and down, occasionally focusing more on the head with your tongue - you knew that he loved that. It didn’t take many minutes before a hand landed on your head. He could never dream of pushing you, but his hand served as a metronome, deciding the pace of the blowjob. You made sure to occasionally take him in his entirety, letting his dick hit the back of your throat which made his thighs quiver each time.

He was close to finishing - you knew that from the increasing number of twitches and the way his dick got harder and harder - but instead of cumming in your mouth, he pulled your head away from his body. You noticed how his eyes were closed and knew he was doing his damn best to not cum here and there.

“Why did you make me stop?” you asked with a small smile on your lips. “I thought you liked cumming like this?”

Chishiya groaned before opening his eyes, his body still tense. “I do, but I’m not done with you.”

Before you could ask any more questions, Chishiya sat up and grabbed you, throwing your body down on the bed so you were facing the mirror once more. He grabbed your hips and moved them upwards, manoeuvring you so he could take you in doggy position. Instead of immediately pushing himself into you, he laid down on the bed and almost attacked your clit with his tongue. You tried to move your hips, but Chishiya grabbed your thighs tightly, leaving you no chance but to stay.

He was good at it. Very good. Not only did his tongue move fast, but he also applied just the right amount of pleasure. Just as you were about to cum again, he pulled his face away from you and sat up behind you before driving himself into you. It was fast and barely gave you a chance to realise what he was doing. He wasted no time, fucking you hard immediately and causing you both to moan and groan.

“Touch yourself.” he commanded. You complied, caressing your clit. “Look.”

You lifted your head and saw the image of Chishiya viciously thrusting into you as well as your own glazed out facial expression. You noticed how Chishiya was biting his lip, deeply concentrated on making you finish before he did. Of course, he succeeded - he always somehow did. With a few thrusts perfectly hitting your sweet spot, you once more came undone, moaning loudly as you did you. Chishiya’s hips stuttered before he too with a moan finished, filling you up. His hands painfully dug into your hips, but you didn’t mind. Instead, it only furthered the pleasure you felt.

Once you both worked through your orgasms, you laid down on your sides, Chishiya laying behind you so he could trace his fingers up and down your arm. It felt nice and comforting.

“Admit it, this was a good idea,” he whispered smugly into your ear. You chuckled in response.

“It wasn’t half bad, I’ll give you that.”

#aib chishiya #chishiya alice in borderland #chishiya shuntaro #chishiya smut #chishiya x reader #shuntaro chishiya #aib #alice in borderland #chishiya x you #smut #chishiya shuntaro x reader #shuntaro chishiya x reader #aib smut #alice in borderland smut

[allieebobo]

Hiiiii!!! I loved the k0fi update!! But it did make me wonder something 👁👁👁 (Some spoilers i guess!), but does Tobin have a crush on the mc no matter what? It kind of got that vibes if (SPOILER) gets picked as their partner. You know: red cheeks, getting shy, Deepal's smug expression aksjssk. At first i thought they were just very nice and friendly, but now I'm seriously wondering lol

Anyways, i loved the update!!! (Oh, and feel free to answer this ask after the update goes public if you want!!! I just needed to get it out of my mind hahaha)

((Wanted to reply to these asks only after the public demo is out...))

Looks like the cat's out of the bag 🤭

Yes, all the ROs start out liking the MC, in different ways. Some more platonically/sexually/romantically than others (no spoilers here!) These feelings will eventually evolve/morph throughout the rest of the book though, depending on how MC responds.

In order to avoid spoilers to the most fun/juicy parts of each RO route, I've resisted the urge to add a bullet point after the "gradually" part of the narrative arc i.e. what happens after MC decides how to respond—but it will change depending on who MC's been flirting with, and some major decisions in the later chapters (there's no romance lock yet) but it will happen at some point in the later chapters. Enjoy your free-pass now, I guess ;)

G

Initially: MC is hot. I am hot. We could do something about that 😏

Gradually: Ugh. (*rolls eyes*). Feelings, I guess.

Tobin

Initially: I like and respect and really appreciate MC being on the team. I love spending time with them.

Gradually: And... they're…. cute. 🥰 But MC's a freshman. Everything's shiny and new for them———(redacted)

Rayyan

Initially: Goddamn this freshman.

Gradually: Goddamn, this freshman? Why??

Sam

Initial: Aww, I love MC. What would I do without MC in my life (affectionate)

Gradually: Oh fuck, I love MC. What would I do without MC in my life??? (*flops face-down on the bed*)

#CT:OS #college tennis: origin story #ROs #IF #interactive fiction #asks #Tobin #Rayyan #G #Sam

[meshlasolus]

Surprise!

Tadashi Hamada x pregnant!reader

REQUEST: i was thinking about him finding out reader is pregnant you can add some things 😏 beforehand if you want and also like hiro and cas finding out like cas is excited but hiro is like you guys have seen each other naked and he’s grossed out or something - @yuiopiklmn

a/n: i hope this is good lovely! i had fun writing it, it was really cute and I missed my boy dashi

warnings: fluff, suggestive language?? idk.. pregnancy

The smell of fresh baked bread was usually the loveliest thing whenever you came downstairs on a Saturday morning. Morning sickness was a bitch.

You took two steps into the cafe, nearly gaging before you had to bolt to the front door for fresh air. The heat wasn't exactly a welcome assistance, but the wind blowing in your face did help to calm your nausea a little bit.

You'd found out yesterday, right before dinner. You wanted to tell everyone, but neglected to remember how words worked as soon as you tried. You thought you ought to just tell them one at a time, the members of your little family.

"Morning," your boyfriend chided, wrapping an arm around your waist as he snuck up behind you. "I didn't know you'd get up so early, I would have waited and taken you with me."

Every Saturday, it was a tradition for him to ride out into the city. He had taken you before, but you seldom got up early enough to enjoy it with him.

"I think we need to talk about something," you said, spinning around in his arms and giving him a cheesy smile.

"Normally those words would scare me, but your face tells me otherwise."

You giggled as you took him by the hand, leading him back inside. You held your breath on the way to the stairs, not letting any of the aromas in the air to trigger you. You didn't let him question you as you raced up the stairs, stopping at the bend to pull him further up. He was going fair to slow for your liking.

"Maybe I should be concerned that you're taking me somewhere to kill me."

You didn't answer him, just laughed, which in truth made him more nervous. What could you possibly have to say that you were dragging him up to his room.

You'd stayed the night because Hiro was at a friend's house for the weekend. He usually was, hence, the reason this had also become a tradition.

He stopped you from going any further into the room once the door was closed, his confusion and curiosity was too strong to let it continue.

"What's this all about, pretty girl?" He asked, using his favorite term of endearment when it came to you. You'd sworn time and time again that you were ugly, which he why he liked to say it so much.

"... I have a surprise."

Oh no... last time you 'surprised' him there was paper all over the floor and a failed porject thay you'd sworn you had under control. When his face fell, you held out your hands, keeping the mood light.

"It's a good surprise, I promise! It was a surprise to me, too."

At this his interest was peaked, and his patience wore thin at wanting to know exactly what it was.

You took a step toward him, placing a hand on his chest before taking his own in the other. You placed it on the miniscule bump on your lower abdomen, raking it slowly over the subtle hill that barely peaked out.

He seemed to get the hint right away, and his eyes grew wide.

"Are you serious right now?" He had hoped this wasn't a joke. Not that you would ever joke about it, but he just really wanted it to be real.

"Deadly serious."

He smiled so wide you weren't sure he would be able to contain himself. You let out a small yelp of surprise when he picked you up and spun you around, holding you close to him like a vice.

He was very happy, that was for sure, but now came the harder part, telling aunt Cass and Hiro.

-

"You're what?!" the estranged scream that came from her voice was ecstatic, but you couldn't tell if she was happy, or horribly angry. It was unlike her to be mad, to you assumed the former.

"Ew," Hiro hid his face behind his hands, and you knew what the reason for it was. "You didn't do it in my room while I was gone, did you?"

He would have been petrified had you admitted to it, but it was out of yours and you boyfriend's character to be untruthful, so you both just kept very quiet, which was all Hiro needed to assume the worst.

"Oh, calm down," Cass shoved Hiro a bit, standing up to walk around and embrace you both. Okay, so she was happy. "I think this is wonderful. I'd always hoped to get a great niece or nephew out of you guys."

You were nearly crushed in her bone breaking hug, but warmly welcomed it, knowing she meant well.

You reveled in the support, knowing that yours's and Tadashi's baby was going to grow up to be loved tremendously. Smiles were worn all around, and even though Hiro was still taking time to get over the initial shock of it all, he was happy to. He knew that someday he could teach his little niece or nephew everything he knew.

The challenges would come, but you would face them together, as a family.

#tadashi hamada x reader #tadashi hamada smut #tadashi hamada #big hero 6 #hiro hamada

[short-black-diamond]

{His woman.}

This is just a fantasy! AU, with princess x servant/bodyguard (?), reader is a badass lady and the servant is head over heels for her. also, have fun reading!

also, I tried to make this as poc! friendly as possible. I have written some parts about hair, but I don't mean it in a bad/racist way. I'm not black, but in this story, you just have problems with your hair like I do, so I literally just inserted myself there. I just made it so other people could maybe relate to my problems too :)

Warnings: suggestive content, Your bodyguard masturbates to you behind closed doors in detail, angst-father issues/trauma/no love (at first, maybe a part two? 👀👀👀), near death experience-but not you

this is more like a story, so buckle up babes! Also, I think I'll make more parts of these, but tell me if you like it!

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I have plenty of weird but also pretty romantic dreams, and in this one, I was some sort of princess who had to choose a husband because of being the next queen and only child and no brother and bla bla bla.

BUT. I also had some sort of, I dunno, servant? Well, someone who always watched me/my back like some sort of bodyguard. The thing was, he was pretty hot. Freckles which adored and accentuated the cheeks, neck, shoulders (+ other body parts 😏), glasses in front of tired, serious eyes, long/dark brown thick/curly locks that were always in a low pony tail and forehead fringes that gave the guy a cute but also at the same time hot look, big nose, broad shoulders, tall, muscular body (but not too buff), nice arms, veiny hands and pretty much everything that would make a woman wet swoon.

Also, the voice was to die for. Do you know professor cal? (I know him from youtube). Yeah, I had his voice in my head as the guard and let me tell you guys, I wanted that guy to become real.

Also, let's call him...Cal, okay? because of professor cal's voice, alright? and his nickname or real name will be Lasco, so when you are alone with him, you call him cal! And you're the only one who's allowed to call him that.

But that's not- okay wait that was mainly the fucking introduction of the guy of my dreams, now let me start with the introduction of the story.

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"Your majesty, you can't just reject a man blindly-", a nameless maid said, but was interrupted by your soft glare. "And why can't I?", you asked gently, looking at her with an almost pleading look. you wanted to know the answer as well.

Your poor excuse of a brutish father and shitty leader of your country wanted you to be married to an unimportant country. The son from the country was a playboy, treated women like objects, didn't know what sharing meant, stepped and spit on other people and wasn't really interested in you, more attracted to your body.

your mother was a softspoken woman, but since women were still not respected in the monarchy, you wanted to change that. you hated that your mother couldn't stand up for herself. you hated that she got belittled whenever you were around, and you feared that it was much worse when you weren't.

One day, however, it all stopped. and you were the reason.

"Why should I marry him again?", you asked the man who was one of the reasons you came to this world. you hated to call him that.

Father.

ugh.

your 'father' gave you a glare which you reciprocated tenfold, making the geezer sitting in front of you scratch his neck nervously.

"Well, because... because I said so!" "And what use would that bring to our kingdom?"

"How dare you-" "Your highness. please tell me. Why am I going to be betrothed to a man whom I have no information over and who doesn't even seem interested in wanting to get to know me? What use would our marriage have?", you retorted quickly, eyeing the guest to your 'father's' left. His son was right next to him, glaring at you angrily. your mother only looked at you with a shocked expression before standing up to apologize-

"Don't, mother. You have no reason to do that.", you only said coldly while holding a hand towards her direction, awaiting a plausible explanation from the bastard sitting next to your king.

"Listen, me and your father are good friends, and we decided that it'd be a good idea if-"

"So you have no use for the country but just want us to get married to each other because you guys are friends? Or because your whore of a son can't seem to stop getting his dick wet and because I have never touched a man? If that's the reason, THEN YOU CAN FUCK RIGHT OFF!!!", you screamed, pulling your golden sword from it's home-your earrings-and pointed it towards the bastard.

That seemed to be the thing they were not prepared for, because the king from the other country and his son scrambled away while your 'father' was getting angry at you. But, oh boy.

How was the saying again? Like father, like daughter?

If his anger was already bad enough that most people from his own country feared him because of his temper, how would the other countries try to calm yours?

"YOU INSOLENT CHILD! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST DO AS YOU'RE TOLD?! DAY AND NIGHT AM I WORKING-"

"WORKING?! DON'T GIVE ME THAT! WHAT YOU CALL 'WORKING', IS JUST FUCKING OTHER BITCHES, LOOSING YOUR MONEY FROM GAMBLING AND GIVING ALL YOUR DUTIES TO THE POOR SERVANTS!

YOU ARE NO WHERE TO BE CALLED A KING, A LORD OR EVEN A LEADER! YOU'RE NOT EVEN A GOOD FATHER!", you roared, your voice booming louder in the castle than his ever could, grabbing the attention of all the residents of your own, soon to be castle.

your golden sword pointed towards him, and while nearly every servant and some guards gathered together to know what this family fuss was about again, they were shocked and surprised to see that you were pointing your sword at him.

sure, you had arguments and fights with that old geezer, but nothing ever was as serious as this. "You put-" "YOU LISTEN TO ME, YOU POOR EXCUSE OF A MAN, I am done with you humiliating our name, or kingdom, our country. do that you get the hell away from here, with all your fucking concubines and mistresses. and don't you ever show your face in here, or my country again. because if you do...

... then I'll find you and behead you myself."

All he could do was run, run as fast as he could, and while he was still at it, his concubines and bad partners, gambling friends, drinking friends and other bad people he liked to associate with, followed him as well while taking all their belongings, which surprisingly, wasn't less than you imagined.

After the last one was gone, your mother only whispered your name and you immediately threw yourself to the ground in shame in front of your mother. "I beg for forgiveness. Please forgive me for my big mouth and sharp tongue, mother. please don't be mad at me-"

"Mad at you? Oh, my sweet daughter, how could I ever be mad at you?", she asked, opening her arms with tears eyes and a wobbly smile. You ran towards her but held her as gently as you could, like a flower. "I fear that I do not onderstand, mother. Why are you not mad? I put shame on your name for rejecting a noble's proposal...!"

Your mother only chuckled, happy to hold her one reason to stay alive in her arms. She was also glad that everyone saw that her and her daughter were so close and that the rumours about the daughter and the mother hating each other would come to an end. "That's exactly why I am so proud of you, my love. you have mastered what I couldn't and still can not do today; express myself, voice out my uncomfy state, give my opinion...being loud. Being heard. Being understood."

You stroked your mother's back like a mother consoling her child. your mother's nerves were always on haywire when your father was around, and it was tearing your heart apart to see your mother so scared in the presence of that former bastard of a leader.

"I will try my best to help you mother. After all, you are leading this kingdom on your own now. But fear not, I will stay by your side until death will tear us apart. But even then, I will not rest in peace until I have found your soul next to mine and we can be together again, even after we've descended to heaven.", you promised. She only hugged you tighter and released a breath.

Lasco, your bodyguard, who has witnessed your great performance of strength and anger, only watched you in awe, a small blush on his cheeks. See, as you were the crown princess, the next queen and he was your guard, he had to look after you ever since he could remember. he was also your best friend and you and him did pretty much everything together.

Except...

...love.

...

It was actually not fair, to be honest. Cal had a crush on you since the first time he saw you, which was when him and you were children; even when you were chubby, had snot coming out of your nose, and always chaos-hair. what drew him to you was your calm nature. He thought of you like a flower when he first met you. Never bothering anyone. always in your own little world. You never yelled, or got really angry or made a fuss out of everything. Only when something really bothered you, did you frown, pout, and release a small and quiet 'hmpf!' sound, which he cherished forever by grabbing at his chest where his heart belonged whenever you did it.

He also found you really cute. your eyes were so adorably wide and full of wonder, wanting to explore the world with silent pleading. But since it was forbidden, you examined books, maps and even listened to adventurers and businessmen and women who sailed the world like your life depended on it.

Your hair seemed to have a mind of it's own, as it was either perfectly calm, a few strands of hair not wanting to go to their place or your hair pointing to all directions. your personality was also to respect, or gush over.

You were always a calm kid, never dared to trouble your parents, always good with everyone. you tried your best to help everyone and do your homework or train your body to fit into a queen's life. you tried to take as much off of your mother's chest and shoulders as you could, with no regard of self care.

you, with those beautiful eyes, that changed over the years.

Your body, that changed over the years.

Your mind changed too.

But it scared him.

Sure, you've gotten a lot smarter and even more helpful than you already were. you blossomed from a small, sweet, shy, friendly, peace-loving girl to a poisonous, beautifully, deathly and ruthless woman. But Cal was not even close to the mind to complain.

I mean, you've grown up, and so has he. It was just...to him, time flew by so quickly. One moment, he was protecting you from other baby princes from bullying you because of your shy nature, then you and him talked about serious topics like future and love in your teenage years, where he nearly gave out his secret of having a crush on you, and now, you had to choose a husband, rule the kingdom alongside your mother, and forbid war, even when your kingdom was one of the strongest out there.

Cal has fallen for you. And...so have you.

You fell for him the moment he gave you the promise that he'd always protect you. It was when you two were still children. He was eight and you were five at the time, but you could not mistake your warming cheeks and fluttering stomach for anything else but love towards that boy. the first few weeks, you hid from him, spoke as little as possible with him and never looked him in the eyes.

You were wondering every night if Cal knew about how you gave him heart eyes everytime you two locked eyes. or if he maybe thought of you as a pretty girl...? Or if he thought of you as a nuisance, because you thought that you'd be one to him, being a princess and all. Since you had trouble forming big sentences and tended to be shy by nature, even as a grown up, you only gave him commands, asked about his wellbeings, or nodded when he gave you an update about something.

The more days passed, the more you strived to be perfect. Not just for the people you'd have to rule over one day, or your mother, but for him. you wanted to show him that you could become the perfect leader. That you'd become a great queen. You took more care to your body when Cal made some remarks about how skin care was less appreciated these days. your hair seemed to follow your lead too, because over the years, you managed to take proper care of it.

you took more care in the way you dressed, acted, spoke and most importantly, your face. you always frowned, naturally, and you hated it. You hated when people asked you why you were looking so sad or glum or depressed or angry, and you were left irritated. so you always raised your brows to give your face not an irritated, but bored look. Better than nothing, right?

whenever you looked at Cal, you didn't see your bodyguard, but a potential lover. He was always good with kids, treated women with the utmost respect, was one of the strongest men in your kingdom and very handsome.

However, there was one information that shattered your little love world and heart yes and daydreams about Cal; you had to marry a prince. Bodyguards were not allowed as potential husbands, except for when you'd like to have a consort or lover.

You, from that moment on, forbid your feelings towards your longest friend and buried them into the darkest corners of your heart, soul, and mind. and over the months, you managed to hold proper conversations with him, plus, you didn't see him as husband material anymore.

Or so you thought.

...

NSFW:

As you were busy with making new rules, comforting your mother and firing your father's followers, Cal thought that you didn't have any use for him at the moment, which was good.

As fast as he could, he excused himself with a silver plate in front of his crotch and went straight to his room. Beforehand, he made sure that no one was in the hallway, so that they couldn't hear him doing his unholy, and unforgivable act. In his chamber, he whimpered into his hand and his other one grabbed his hard-on. His glasses went down a little, but not that he cared. Lasco moaned into his hand as he slid against the door a little, panting at the thought of you.

You, who so bravely told your father to fuck out of your life with a blade at the bastards throat which you took from your earrings. you, who always was so...cold, but at the same time so unbelievably hot at the same time. His princess, who didn't want any nameless, stupid prince. Cal didn't know what type of prince you'd like. What type of husband would meet your standards. Maybe the fictional characters you've been sighing about with a sweet smile and gazing off with a blissed out face?

C-could he call you... his princess? Could he call you...his girl?

...His woman?

At that thought, Lasco stumbled towards his bed, throwing his belt and pants to the ground before stripping off his underwear and grasping his leaking cock. It may look small in his hands, but if you saw it, you'd be really scared of it's size and girth. Much over average, about 9 and a half inches, and his girth around the width of your wrist. His mushroom head was adorably flushed a light pink, with freckles adorning his shaft and inner thighs- actually his whole body to be honest.

He pumped it a few times, abs already glistening with sweat, whimpering in a high pitched voice again, brows furrowing and shoulders shaking, his nipples growing hard at the cool air of his room, forgetting that he'd get overly sensitive when he got hard because of you. He whined when he immediately had a flashback of him following after you for safety reasons and you suddenly halting in front of him and him stumbling on you, his hips - and so his dick - brushing against your soft, plump ass. When you turned to apologize, there was only a gust of whind in form of his silhouette.

He rubbed his head a little harder, and choked back a sob. His glasses nearly fell off, but he adjusted them while his left hand shook from touching himself. he faced the door this time, his brows furrowing, as he stroked his shaft, the foreskin covering and uncovering his cockhead evertime he moved his hand up and down.

What if somebody came in? How would he explain himself?

Lasco massaged his balls gently, groaning before chuckling breathily, growing shy as he thought of you again with a cute -about to be fucked out- smile on his face.

What if you came in and caught him in this state? How would you react? What would you say? Would you get aroused too? Or bully him? Tease him? Or be disgusted by him for thinking of you so lewdly?

He cried out your name before cumming so suddenly, the orgasm shaking him. His back arched and his thighs squeezed shut a little, and his glasses finally fell down, onto the sheets which were now soiled. He felt like the walls of his room were still echoing your name and he groaned. Cal was laying on his back now, arms spread out and he stared at the ceiling.

He panted, grinning like a madman with a heavy blush. The thought of you catching him in such an incredulous act, with him parting his legs for you and chanting your name like a mantra, giving you a show-

Ah shit. He got hard again. He sighed exasperately.

Just as he was about to do the act again, this time feeling a little more guilty for picturing you doing these things to him, he changed his mind. He stood up, and took a long, cold shower.

END OF NSFW.

...

Now refreshed and not so horny anymore, the bodyguard quickly made his way over to your presence, fixing his posture and taking deep breaths, a neatly written letter which he wrote months ago, only for you and you only to read.

Maybe Cal should just confess and hope that you'd accept his feelings. But he didn't know how you felt about him. Since you were little - since the first time you two fucking met - you never really talked much with him. Cal was left wondering if you even harboured any feelings for him in the first place.

If you didn't then he'd make a total fool out of himself. If you did, then maybe...

Just maybe, he'd become your husband. Your husband, who'd try to read every single wish you had right from your delicate lips. Your lover, who'd be the man of your dreams if you said yes to the very question. Your lover, who'd swear to become the greatest king in history, with you as his strong, smart and beautiful wife. His woman.

He wanted to be yours so bad it hurt him mentally and physically whenever a love interest who wasn't him got brought up. whenever you spoke about maybe visiting or inviting a prince over made him hurl and want to punch a wall.

He didn't notice that he was already in front of your door, your deep, gentle voice immediately reaching his well-trained ears. He allowed himself to smile for a millisecond, then his smile vanished and he stepped inside.

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Heya, how was that?

I kinda let out everything I thought in here, like for part 2!

#fantasy x reader #cal x reader #angst x reader #today on tumblr #tumblr #short black diamond #short black diamond writes #princess!reader #bodyguard x reader #anime x reader #mha x reader #deku x reader #bakugo x reader #bnha x reader #attack on titan x reader #black butler x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #spy x family x reader #hunter x hunter x reader #hxh x reader #obey me! x reader #obey me x reader