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#so many Bad Feelings lately i want to share and read about some happy moments ;_;

fandoms-writings · 7 months

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Now or Never

Pairing: Best-Friend!Bucky x Virgin!Reader (fem intended)

Word Count: 6.2K (it was supposed to be a drabble oops)

Summary: Based off the prompts "You know my door is always open for you, right?" and "You're already wet sweetheart." for my milestone event, requested by nonnie.

Warnings: SMUT 18+ ONLY, mentions of a bad date, explicit p in v sex, oral (male receiving), fingering, swearing, bucky talks a lot in bed, weed and alcohol consumption. (if I missed any, please let me know)

A/N: thank you so so much to @bucksangel and @itistimeforusalltodecidewhoweare for beta reading for me, i love you both so so much.

Masterpost || Bucky Masterlist

You sat in your car, frustration and disappointment rolling off of you in waves.

Another bad date, another guy just obsessed with hearing himself talk and not once allowing you to get a word in. That topped with how he called you a prude at the end left the worst taste in your mouth.

You didn't want to go home to your empty apartment, already sick of the silence filling your car, so you scrolled through your contacts, thinking who would be up for hanging out with so little notice.

Your lip found its way between your teeth as you passed your best friend's name. You weren't sure if he'd be busy or not, or if he'd be in the mood to hang out, but seeing him would help your mood. Plus. . . you blanched at the image that clouded your mind. Maybe he could help with your little problem - if you had the guts to even ask.

You pressed the dial button before you could talk yourself out of it, waiting for him to pick up as you chewed on your nail.

Just when you were about to hang up, giving up for the night, the tone clicked and his voice filtered through the speaker.

"Hey Peach," His voice was gruff and you could feel some of your frustration ebbing away already, "What's going on?"

"Hey, Buck," You sighed, "Are you busy?"

"Not currently, why?"

"Can I come over for a minute?"

"Aren't you supposed to be on a date?" He chuckled. You could hear him shuffling through what you assumed was his kitchen, the opening and closing of cupboards sounding through the little speaker.

"I was." You didn't give him anymore than that, and he was only silent for a small moment before he hummed.

"Alright, get your cute butt over here so you can tell me all about it," He ordered and you couldn't help the heat that grew in your skin at the compliment. "Want me to pack a bowl too?"

You giggled at that before agreeing. "After today, please. I'll pay you back for it."

"How many times do I gotta tell you not to worry about that?" He laughed, "Now get over here. Drive safe."

"I will." You hung up the phone with a sigh before starting your car and heading over to his place, but not before stopping and picking up a bottle of wine on the way.

It wasn't long before you were hiking up the steps to the house he rented. It was small, and not in the best neighborhood, but he didn't have to worry about sharing walls with anyone else and it was bigger than your apartment, so you didn't mind. Plus, you knew he'd never let anything happen to you.

He pulled open the door before you had a chance to knock, giving you a grin that was equally empathetic as it was smug. He liked to relish in the fact that he always knew guys weren't going to be good enough for you, telling you before every date you went on that it'd be a waste of time.

But that didn't mean that he was happy you weren't having a good time.

"Come on," He reached his hand out for you, "Let's get you giggly again."

You chuckled at that before landing the bottle of wine in his outstretched hand, the raise of his eye brows pulling up the corners of your lips.

"Super giggly is the goal then." He stepped away from the door, letting you in before closing and locking it behind you.

"You sure you don't mind me dropping by this late?"

He scoffed at that, leading the way to his kitchen and pulling out two wine glasses, "You know my door is always open for you, right?"

You shrugged, "I know that, but still, you can always tell me no."

"Now, Peach, why would I do that? I'm not going to say no to hanging out with my favorite person." Heat spread through your skin again at his words, and the teasing wink he threw your way.

You didn't mind that he flirted with you, whether flirting was his intention or not, you weren't quite sure. But either way, it made you feel somewhat seen. Liked.

"I thought Steve was your favorite person," You lifted yourself onto his countertop, hissing at the cold that met your thighs. You cursed the version of yourself that decided shorts were a good idea. "It'd be a shame if he heard that wasn't true."

"He knows where he stands with me, don't worry." He handed you a poured glass, clinking his own against it before leaning against the opposite counter. "Now, do you want to tell me what happened now, or do you want to smoke first?"

You chuckled at that, taking a sip of your wine, "How about I tell you while we smoke, then by the time we're good and high, I don't have to think about it anymore?"

He gave you one of his little grins, nodding his head. "You got it."

You followed him outside, getting comfortable in the large papasan chair as he plugged in the string of lights hung over the small porch. He got comfortable in his seat before offering you the bong and a lighter, letting you take the first drag.

It didn't take long to fill Bucky in on what had transpired on your date. How Mark didn't even try to act interested in anything you had to say. How he'd made you meet him at the restaurant instead of offering to pick you up, which in the end ended up being a silver lining because you didn't have to ask him to drive you home.

You'd gotten to the part where your date had called you a prude and what you'd told him to cause that comment, and the words caught in your throat. You'd never told Bucky you were a virgin, not that it mattered, you knew he wouldn't judge you for it. It was just something that never came up.

Maybe it was what happened tonight, the comments and the way your date acted afterwards, that made you not want to tell him. Or maybe it was the pity in his eyes that had grown since you'd started your story. Or. . . or it could've been the rather not small bit of your heart that belonged to him already that stopped you. If others didn't like that you were a virgin in your twenties, and didn't want to be with someone so inexperienced, why would he?

He caught on to your hesitation, setting the bong down as he turned to face you with his brows pulled forward.

"What happened?" He asked, and you looked to your lap, pulling your feet under you and wrapping your sweater around you.

You could tell him, you knew he wouldn't judge you, wouldn't tease you for it. You knew that, so why was it so hard to tell him when you told anyone else without a care in the world? You sighed, barely meeting his gaze.

"Promise me you won't judge me?" You whispered and he leaned forward.

"I'd never judge you for anything. I promise."

You nodded, more to yourself in reassurance to let the words out. "The only thing he either heard me say about myself, or that he decided to pay attention to, was the fact that I'm a virgin," You refused to meet Bucky's gaze as he went still, "That seemed to get his attention because then he started assuming I was going home with him after he pretty much ignored me all night. Like I was some prize to be won. A trophy."

You took a breath taking a small glance at Bucky to see his eyes trained on your face, but no emotion peaking through his features other than his fists clenched in his lap, knuckles white.

"When I told him I was just gonna go home, his attitude shifted again and he proceeded to call me a selfish prude." The words rang in your head again, his mocking tone clear in your ears before you forced yourself to push it out.

Bucky still hadn't said anything, his red eyes locked on your form, tucked into your chair as you reached for your wine glass. It wasn't until you'd taken a lengthy sip and had the cup nestled in your hands in your lap that he spoke up.

"You deserve better than that," He started, "And I'm sorry that he treated you like that, Peach."

Looking over to him, you saw the sincerity in his eyes, the heaviness in them as he refused to look away. You shrugged mumbling that it's fine before looking down to your wine glass again. "I don't really want to dwell on it."

"Okay," He angled his head to catch your eye, giving you a soft smile. "You just let me know when you want me to kick this guy's ass and consider it done."

You laughed at that, clutching your glass in your lap so it didn't fall. He smirked at you, seemingly pleased with himself for getting you to laugh as he leaned back in his chair.

"Can I ask you something?" He asked after a moment.

Your focus zeroed in on him, his arm thrown over the curved back of his chair, one of his legs folded under the other, his free hand resting on his thigh as he studied you. You swallowed around the dryness in your mouth and nodded.

"Is there a. . . specific reason you're still a virgin?" He asked. You could tell he wasn't trying to make you uncomfortable, he was genuinely curious.

"I guess I was scared at first," You started, remembering how you felt in high school when your best friend told you about how she'd lost her virginity. The idea always seemed daunting, like it was something you were supposed to do to 'become an adult.' But it was intimidating. "I didn't want to force it, wanted it to be something natural, I guess."

"And you haven't had anyone to give you that chance?"

You stilled for a second, shaking your head.

He hummed, at your silence, or your answer, you couldn't tell, but he fell quiet after that, staring at the trees in the yard.

You finished your glass of wine and set it aside, you fingers beginning to slightly numb in the cold before you tucked them into your legs, your mind starting to get fuzzy. You couldn't tell if it was the wine or the weed starting to kick in that made you ask, "Is it a bad thing?"

He whipped his head towards you, his brows pulled together in confusion. "Being a virgin?" At your tentative nod, his face softened and he shook his head, "Not at all."

"Then why do people act like the guy tonight whenever they find out?" You muttered and he sighed, shifting so that he was leaning his elbows on his knees.

"Maybe it's intimidating, being someone's first."

Your eyes refused to leave his, your nerves starting to warm as you asked, "What about you?" You asked, readjusting in your seat to angle yourself more towards him, "Would you be intimidated?"

He simply stared at you for a moment before shaking his head, "No." There was something about the way he said it, the roughness of his voice and the confidence in his short answer, that had you trying to subtly clench your thighs together.

You hated to admit it, but you'd thought about it before. Hell, you thought about it on the way over. About sleeping with him. About his rough hands on your skin, what it would feel like to have his lips on yours, his fingers in -

"You okay?" His voice snapped you out of your thoughts, and you looked back to him, heat rising up the back of your neck. You went to tell him you were fine, that you just wanted to get a drink, maybe watch a movie, but a voice in the back of your head grew too loud to ignore. "Peach?"

The voice told you to ask him for it. To ask him to be your first. You trusted him with your life, you'd trust him with taking your virginity too. You know you would. But you couldn't ask that. What if he said no? What if he was mortified? It wasn't something you could just tell him to pretend you didn't ask for, that's not how that worked.

He was still staring at you, allowing you to have as long as you needed before you told him whatever it was that was going through your head.

Now or never, the voice reminded you, and you took a breath, steeling yourself for the inevitable rejection you felt you knew he was going to give you.

"I'm over it," You muttered, and before he could ask what you were talking about, "I don't want to be a virgin anymore." He watched you, unsure if you were finished speaking yet, but when the words died on your tongue, he nodded.

"Okay," His voice was rough and hoarse and dangerously quiet as he waited to hear what you wanted to do about what you'd said.

"I trust you," You whispered, "More than anyone." His eyes widened just a fraction as you stared at him. Your hands gripped your legs as you mustered up just enough courage to get the words out, "Would. . . would you be my first?"

The confusion fell from his face, concern taking its place. He cleared his throat and his voice was dangerously low, “Is this the wine talking?”

Your heart fell, you knew you shouldn’t have asked. You knew. Yet you asked anyway. You let out a shaky breath, moving to stand. “I shouldn’t have asked, forget about it.” You stood, moving to pick up what needed to go inside when his hand grasped yours.

“That’s not. . .” He started and you turned to him, he was on the edge of his seat, eyes wide as he stared up at you, “I mean is that something you truly want? It’s not just the wine?”

You took a moment to look at him, to really look. You’ve held his stare so many times before, but you’d never seen the look in his eyes that was there now. Like it was taking everything in him not to jump up and do what you’d asked.

Like he — like he wanted it just as much as you did.

You faced him completely, placing yourself between his knees and resting your hands on his shoulders, his hands falling to wrap around the backs of your thighs.

“I just don’t want you to regret asking me,” he muttered, his fingers drawing patterns across the backs of your legs, “I don’t want you regretting me.”

Your hands settled at the sides of his neck, the stubble on his chin scraping against your thumbs as you pushed to angle his head up to you again. You leaned down, your nose brushing against his as your breaths mingled between you.

“Bucky. . . " You started, but he shook his head.

"Wait," It was a gasp, like he was fighting himself, "You need to know that if you let me have you," he looked up at you and you were finally able to see how his pupils had blown, the blue of his eyes almost completely swallowed, "I don't plan on letting you go. Ever."

Your body froze in his hold, his fingers tightening on your legs. "What are you saying?"

His eyes softened on you and a small, nervous smile grew on his lips, "That I've wanted you since we met, but didn't want to scare you off." He tugged on your legs, pulling you into his lap, your knees landing on either side of his hips. His hands moved up to your lower back, his thumbs barely moving under your shirt, but stopping before he went any further. "I've been pining after you for years."

It was like you were snapped back to reality, the raspiness in his voice and his calloused fingers brushing against your skin bringing you back from your stupor. But there were no words to convey how you felt, at least not any you could form at the moment. The only thing your brain and your heart were telling you, was to press your lips against his.

So you did.

His fingers tightened against your back, pressing you into his chest as his lips moved in tandem with yours. It was slow at first, the soft nips to your bottom lip and the way his tongue hesitantly slid across your bottom lip. Your lips parted and the second your tongue met his, a groan rumbled through his chest, his hands sliding up your back under your shirt. Your hips ground down of their own accord and he swallowed the whine you let out as your core was met with the growing bulge under his jeans.

Time seemed to slow, and by the time you pulled back panting, eyes locked on his, you weren't sure how long you'd been there. But by the way your heart was soaring, you knew you didn't want to be anywhere else, ever again.

"We should go inside," he whispered, bringing up one of his hands to cup your jaw, his thumb brushing against your swollen lips. "I don't want the neighbors hearing you."

~~~

You two didn't last long apart once you pried yourself from his lap. The second you both set everything on the counter inside, his hands found their way to your skin again, pushing up the back of your shirt as he pulled you flush with his chest, his feet guiding you to his bedroom.

The edge of his bed met the backs of your knees, and he gently pushed you back, crawling up with you as you nudged your way up to his pillows. His lips attached to your neck, gently biting where it met your shoulder, his breath fanning against your skin and sending shivers down your spine.

"I'll take good care of you," He breathed, pulling back to look at you, "I promise."

You nodded, reaching around to shove his shirt up his back, "I know, I trust you." He smiled at you before pushing your shirt up, over your head and your arms. and dropping his head and dragging his lips across every inch of skin he could reach.

"Arch your back for me?" He asked, only lifting his lips enough to get the words out before they went back to nipping at your skin. You did as he asked, his fingers slipping through the clasp on your bra and undoing it. He helped you out of it, sitting up to pull it up from your arms and throwing it to the side to join your shirt.

You looked up to find his eyes locked on you and you couldn't help the sudden nervousness rise in your chest as he stared at you. His hands caught your arms trying to move to cover your breasts and he shook his head.

"Don't hide," He said, "You're fucking gorgeous."

You giggled, the butterflies in your stomach from his words mixed with the substances in your system making it impossible to fight it off and he smiled down at you.

"There she is," He whispered, "God, I love your laugh."

"Heavy with the compliments tonight aren't you?" You breathily asked, the heat in your skin rising as he removed his shirt, his muscled chest seemingly glowing in the warm hue of the lights.

"I've been waiting to give you some very specific compliments," He leaned over you, "So you better get used to it."

His lips captured yours again as his hands trailed down your stomach, his fingers gently pushing at the waistband of your shorts.

"Can I?" He asked, his fingers stopping.

"Please."

He chuckled at the eagerness in your voice before he pulled away and helped you out of your shorts, pulling your panties with them. He dragged his fingers down your hips and your thighs as he took you in. You could see his chest rising and falling at an uneven pace before he looked up at you.

"You're already wet sweetheart," He rasped, "Can I play with you?"

The fact that you were bare before him and he was still asking for permission sent even more heat to your core and you could feel yourself clench around nothing as your breath hitched in your throat. You nodded sitting up on your elbows to meet his lowering mouth with your own, earning a moan from him as you dragged your teeth along his bottom lip.

His fingers were sure in their movements as they met your folds, brushing up to circle around your clit before sliding back down to circle around your entrance, your hips bucking into his touch. He pulled his mouth away as he slowly slid a finger in, pressing the palm of his hand down into your clit.

"Oh I love this," He said, his head dropping down, taking one of your nipples into his mouth, lightly dragging his teeth across it before swirling his tongue around it. He pumped his finger a few times before slowly adding a second, and growling into your skin as your fingers threaded through his hair, pulling at the strands, his fingers curling up, like he was searching for something.

"What?" It came out as a breath, but you couldn't bring yourself to speak any louder as you tried to keep the noises that built in your chest to a minimum. You knew they were normal, but you didn't want to seem as desperate as you really felt.

"I love that no one else has had the pleasure of seeing you like this, that no one has touched you," He said the words into your skin, his lips brushing against your nipple as he spoke and grinning when his fingers brushed against a certain spot.

"Shit - Do that again," the request broke through your lips in a whine, but you were too focused on him to notice. He grinned, curling his fingers into that spot again, pulling another wail from your throat.

"I love that no one's been inside you, that they don't get to have you," He angled his fingers to brush against that spongy spot over and over as he pumped them in and out, "But I do."

He kept his fingers pace agonizingly slow, to not drive you over the edge so quickly but you couldn't help the movement of your hips trying to get more friction. His other hand came up to your chest, gently pushing you down so you were comfortable.

"I'll go slow at first," He started, his fingers slowing even more, if that was possible, "Let you get used to it - to me, before I ruin you," His fingers began to spread, pushing your walls apart as they dragged across them before coming to a halt. "Do you know the traffic light system?" He asked, and at your nod he grinned, "Tell me."

You swallowed around the breath catching in your throat, "Red is stop, green is go, yellow is slow down." His smile grew.

"Perfect, I don't want to do anything you're not comfortable with, so you use that if you need to, alright?" When you nodded, he went back to pumping his fingers in and out of your cunt, noticing you practically biting through your lip to keep quiet and he tsked, his free hand moving to pull it from your teeth, "Let me hear you, Peach."

The second you let your lip go, a lewd moan filled the air. You went to bite your lip again, to hide the noises that were waiting to get out, and Bucky shook his head as his thumb found its way to your tongue, softly pressing down to keep your mouth open.

"Don't hide those noises from me," He practically begged, "I need to hear you." It was the tone of desperation that took over his calm confidence that had you nodding, promising not to hide anymore. "Is there anything you want to do?"

"What do you mean?" You breathed, trying to hone your focus on him.

"Well, it's your first time," He started, pushing his fingers as far as he could and smiling at the moan you let out, "Was there anything you wanted to try?"

You thought back to the times you shamefully allowed yourself to fantasize about him. How he'd feel on top of you, in you. How his hips would feel driving into yours, the fullness you'd finally experience. How the weight of him would feel against your tongue.

You felt your skin get hot as you looked up at him, trying not to cover yourself with how self conscious you suddenly felt. But when your eyes met his, all you saw was patience and adoration as he watched you, so you swallowed down your nerves.

"I want to taste you," You muttered and he groaned, his fingers stilling in you, "and ride you."

"Shit," He smiled at you, "You're really not that innocent are you?"

He pulled his fingers free of you before you could answer, and you whined at the now empty feeling in between your legs, a whine that dragged on longer as you watched him lift his fingers to his mouth. His eyes rolled back and he moaned as he tasted you.

"Fuck," he groaned, "I knew you'd taste good."

He pulled his body up from yours, ridding himself of the last of his clothes, and you couldn't help but look down, eyeing the length of his cock as it stood at attention. Unable to stop yourself from reaching out, your fingers brushed against the underside and the shiver that clearly ran up Bucky's spine gave you a boost of confidence.

You crawled across the bed to where he stood at the end, fighting the nerves that were tingling through every part of you as you slid to the floor in front of him. The carpet dug into your knees as you kneeled, looking up at him through your lashes. His hand came down to trace your cheek before cupping it.

"You don't have to if you don't want to," He said and you smiled.

"I know, I want to." You eyed him before moving your hand to grip him at the base, holding him still while you dragged your tongue up the underside of his cock before wrapping your lips around the head, the taste of his skin and the precum leaking from the tip flooding your tongue.

"Oh, fuck," He gasped and his hips stuttered, pushing himself past your lips just a bit before he caught himself and pulled back. "Shit - sorry."

Instead of pulling your mouth off of him, you looked up at him and hummed before taking him further, watching his eyes flutter closed and roll back as your tongue slid along his length. His fingers twitched at his sides like they were reaching for you but he was fighting himself. You reached up with your free hand and pulled his grasping fingers towards the top of your head where they hesitantly laced into your hair.

He breathed a heavy sigh as he gently tugged on your hair, the whine you let out around him causing his hips to jolt again.

"Fuck, Peach," He rasped, his voice hoarse as he looked down at you. The sound of his voice and the way he looked at you alone was enough to have you clenching around nothing, but what he said next was what got to your head, sending you into a type of haze you'd never experienced before. "Unless you want me to fuck your pretty face, you gotta stop doing that."

Your free hand reached around his thigh, gripping it as you hummed again, the vibrations clearly running through every one of Bucky's nerves as he shuddered.

"Is that what you want?" He asked, a cocky grin growing on his lips as he looked down at you, your head bobbing, "You want me to fuck your pretty mouth before I fuck that pretty pussy?"

A high pitched whine rumbled in your throat and his hips bucked forward, his hand in your hair pulling your head forward. He was gentle with it, only pushing himself so far back in your mouth, doing his best not to make you gag, all the while a string of curses and compliments showered you as your eyes watered and a mix of your spit and his precum had started to slide down your chin.

He pulled your head back, pulling himself from your mouth, the stiffness in your jaw a welcome sensation when accompanied by the heavy look in his eyes. He took your hand in his, helping you move back to the bed and settling in between your legs as he kissed his way down the side of your neck, his hand wrapping around the other side. His teeth grazed your skin, sending chills through your spine as you reached around to grip at his back.

Pulling his head from your neck, his voice just above a whisper as he asked, "Are you ready?" You nodded, but he shook his head, "I need to hear you say it, baby, you gotta tell me." A bloom of warmth spread through your chest at the care exuding from the furrow in his brows.

You wrapped your hands around the sides of his head, your thumbs brushing along the lines of his jaw, "Fuck me, Bucky," You whispered, "please." He nodded before capturing your mouth with his once before sitting up a bit and reaching over to his nightstand, his hand coming back with a condom and a small bottle of what you assumed was lube.

Once he had the condom on, he popped open the cap of the lube, pouring some in his hand and spreading it over himself, then getting a bit more and looking at you. "It's a little cold, but it's gonna help, I promise."

"Okay," You nodded and braced yourself for the chill that came when his fingers rubbed the lube through your folds, your skin sensitive to his calloused skin.

"Spread your legs baby," he watched your legs open for him, "that's it. . . wider." Your legs spread as far as you could, "Such a good girl all spread out for me." He smiled before lining the head of his cock up with your dripping entrance, slowly pushing in with a hiss.

The stretch burned and your hands shot to cling to his arms, your nails leaving crescent shaped indents in his skin. His eyes locked with yours, "Breathe baby, breathe," He strained, "I'm right here." You let loose a tight breath through your nose as you held his gaze. He kept pushing in, taking his time until he was all the way in, a strange type of fullness taking over you - an addicting kind.

He dragged his fingers across your skin, kneading the muscles in your hips, legs, and arms as he waited for you to adjust, talking you through it with a whole array of compliments. When the burn from the stretch turned into a need for him to move, you shifted your hips and loosed a moan when the head of his cock brushed against that same spot his fingers had expertly found earlier.

A breathy chuckle fanned your skin as he smiled down at you, "Ready for me to move?" At your quiet confirmation, he began slowly rocking his hips into yours, the drag of his cock against your walls addicting - but you needed more.

"M-more. . ." you panted and he smirked.

"More what?" He asked, not stopping the slow drag movements of his hips as if he knew it was driving you mad, which he probably did if you were being honest.

You swallowed your nerves, "Faster," he brushed that spot again, "fuck - harder."

He nodded, moving his hands to the back of each of your knees, holding your legs open, "Can I have my way with you? You can ride me later?" You forgot about that, about saying you wanted to ride him. You did, you wanted him under you writhing for you like you were for him now, but you weren't sure you could handle taking over right now so you nodded. You just wanted him to make you feel good and to fucking move already.

"Yes," You whined, trying to move your hips against his again, but with how he was holding your legs, you couldn't move much. "Just move." You didn't care how desperate you sounded now, you were going to go insane if he didn't do something other than slowly drag himself in and out, stopping just before hitting that perfect spot.

"Say please." You scowled at him. Sometimes you forgot how cocky he could get, though this was the first time his cockiness made you even more needy for him.

"Fuck," You muttered, the pressure growing low in your belly, "please Bucky."

"I got you," He pushed you knees closer to your chest as he leaned over you, thrusting into the base, hitting that spot that made you see stars before pulling out just as quick and doing it again.

It felt like the air had been sucked out of your chest as you held his gaze, his hips unrelenting in his thrusts, the sound of skin slapping filling your ears in between the moans that fell from both of you.

"God," He panted, "You feel so good around me, I always knew you would." He dropped one of your legs, reaching up to palm your breast and taking the pebbled nipple in between his fingers, "Fuckin' made for me, weren't you?"

A loud moan tore its way through your throat as you reached for him, your hand finding his neck, nails raking down to the middle of his chest, his hips driving home even harder. You could feel that somewhat familiar crest quickly approaching, knowing the feeling from your nights alone where all you had were your fingers. But you didn't want this to end. You wanted to stay here, his cock filling you up and hitting that one spot over and over.

Something in your face, or maybe it was the way your breathing became more controlled, told Bucky that you were trying to fight it off as long as you could and he smirked before slowing down just enough to let your knees go and tell you, "Wrap your legs around my waist."

You quickly followed his instruction as he leaned over you, grabbing the headboard with one hand and circling your clit with the thumb of his other. You couldn't hold back the almost scream that erupted from your chest at the sensation and he smiled.

"Don't fight it, baby," He coaxed, "Just let it happen." He quickened the pace of both his hips and his thumb, trying to push you over that edge. "C'mon, Peach," he was practically begging now, "Let me have it."

The thread holding you back was fraying quickly, ready to snap and he knew it.

Your breath hitched and he smirked, still keeping his pace as he muttered, "Give it to me."

The thread snapped. Pleasure crashed into you, a roaring in your ears as your body tightened under his, your walls clenching around him as he continued his determined thrusts. Your hands grasped at his back, your nails raking down his skin. Your legs locked around him.

You were sure you screamed.

"That's it, baby," He panted into your ear, his hips becoming sporadic, "Keep coming - fuck - keep gripping me like that." You weren't sure how exactly to do what he was asking, but in your daze, you did your best, tightening your muscles as much as you could.

He gasped, gripping your hip tight enough to bruise you were sure. His hips stilled and his head buried into your neck as he shouted.

He gently rested his weight on you, pushing you into the mattress and trailing small kisses along your neck and shoulder where his head still rested. He waited until you'd caught your breath and your eyes were clear before speaking again.

"Are. . . are you alright?" He asked, worry replacing the pleasure that had been on his face just moments ago.

You gave him a dizzy smile, nodding, "I'm perfect."

A large smile grew on his face as he chuckled, his hand raising to cup your chin, pulling himself forward to gently press his lips to yours. "Good," he muttered against your lips, "You make such a cute face when you cum, did you know that?"

You felt your skin heat as you tried to shove his now laughing face away from you. "Shut up!"

"What?!" He roared, "It's true!" He grabbed your hands in his, pinning them above you. He was still smiling as he looked down at you, his pupils still blown wide, "I wanna see you make it again."

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Wriothesley x Reader

warnings: a stalker (not wrio), insecurities, fear, grammatical errors, etc.

small note: insinuated that both of them end up together at the end but not explicitly said.

(not gender specific btw!!)

Currently thinking of a scenario (or maybe a future fanfic someday) where you are an amazing author in Fontaine who feels like writing was the biggest mistake you could have ever made.

At first, writing was your passion, it was what led you to fame and the creation of a certain all-time hit detective series that people all across of teyvat like to read.

At first, writing was what made you happy. You could stay home all day without having to venture out of the safety and comforts of your home. Didn't have to worry about your next paycheck, if you'll have enough mora for tomorrow, or if you'll have enough to pay rent by next week. Sure you had deadlines, but since you loved to write and managed your time wisely - deadlines weren't ever an issue.

But slowly, as you rose to fame, admirers and fans were quick to swarm.

It got to the point that you would get mountains of letters a day (almost by the hour). And as a pushover as you were (your parents never really taught you how to stand up for yourself), you quickly found yourself writing to each fan back who sent you letters or gifts. Thanking them. Talking to them. Even becoming penpals too.

Then there was one man in particular who started to get too creepy. Too close for comfort.

His letters started to get disturbing. He would introduce himself with a fake name but tell you that he was a young man in his late twenties. How your books gave him life and meaning. How he would see you walking the streets and even got your schedule down when you would go to the grocery store or hangout with friends.

It was then when you would find that you had gained your own stalker. It was then that maybe getting the spotlight on you and through your writing was a bad idea.

If only I didn't share my real name. I wonder if things would be different...

Despite the mental stress the man was placing on you. You tried to push those thoughts away even though the fear of being watched at all moments throughout the day ate away at you. Your own home wasn't your safety net any longer, you feared.

You couldn't bring yourself to tell anyone, opting out for dealing with this yourself.

You tried to tell the man to stop. He didn't.

Warned him.

Yelled at him when you would spot him hiding.

Screamed when he broke into your home. Kicked and thrashed around.

It was then when your neighbors called for the garde. Immediately coming to the rescue due to all the noise you both were causing.

And soon a trial was held. The man was immediately found guilty for a numerous of things. Theft, stalking, attempted kidnapping, breaking and entering, etc.

And even when he was sent to the fortress of meropide, you found that you just couldn't write anymore even though your hit detective series was still ongoing. Your editors, in understanding, gave the series a hiatus and let you take a vacation.

But once again, you feared.

You feared that you just couldn't write anymore.

The one thing that you enjoyed doing ended up with some crazy fan wanting more of you. You didn't want to fear anymore.

And it would be two weeks later when you would be approached by Neuvillette and Clorinde. They would tell you about the happenings within the fortress and how your presence was needed in dealing with your ex-stalker.

Apparently he had gotten into some trouble, and he wouldn't talk no matter what unless he got to see you.

So you found yourself reluctantly going. It wasn't like you were going to stay home and do anything anyway...

At the fortress now, you found yourself in a big office. Apparently it belonged to the Duke, the warden of the fortress. You learned quickly by many of the people there that you should refer to him as "your grace."

And as you sat alone in the office in one of the chairs, a noise sounded just down below.

"They're here?! Where?! I must see them!"

That voice, you couldn't help but to tremble. You didn't want to be here. Not here. But Neuvillette and Clorinde helped alot with the case and proving the man guilty, so you felt obligated to stay and forced yourself not to run away.

"Y/n! There you are! I'm so glad to see you again!"

"That's enough. You see them now, right? So get talking."

You finally got to see the Duke of the fortress of meropide (with the chief justice and Clorinde on either side of him). The duke's eyes were an icy blue, sharp and calculated. His hair black and grey, and spiked - you couldn't help but to think of how ... wolfish he looked.

"Talk? Talk?! I didn't ask you to bring them here so I could talk!"

He reached for you. Hands outstretched as if to hurt you. To pull you towards himself. But Wriothesley was already a step ahead as he grabbed the front of the man's shirt and forced him to the ground, pinning him there.

"I guess no one taught you how to treat a lady."

And maybe, just maybe writing wasn't a mistake after all. Because maybe all this time as you would write happy endings for your characters .. maybe you were waiting for your own happy ending. A happy ending where someone saves you from someone and from yourself.

At least, thats what came to mind as when you finally managed to finish your detective series two months later with its final book.

"So, what genre are you looking to write for now? Because I think you got the mystery all covered."

Sitting in Wriothesley's office once more, lunch in hand, you smiled and thought for a moment.

"How about a romance?"

He snorted at the question, "romance, huh? And how do you plan on starting that?"

"If I told you, then it would ruin the whole book."

"I don't mind spoilers."

You grinned, eyes trained on his as you both enjoyed your lunch break together, "well, it starts off with a man saving an author from someone and from themselves."

"That so," he asked while smirking, he already knew where this was going.

"Do they end up together?"

You shrugged, "you tell me."

Wriothesley leaned back in his chair, eyes trained on you, and only you, "I noticed that in your books, your characters get happy endings. So why not write another one?"

"What? Not a fan of angst?"

"Absolutely not."

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin wriothesley #wriothesley x you #wriothesley x reader #wriothesley #reader is an author in fontaine #genshin fontaine #this was just supposed to be a small little scenario #and now look what happened

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pedrithink · 1 year

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opposites attract ✩ kylian mbappé

KYLIAN MBAPPÉ X READER

where there is golden retriever! kylian and his black cat girlfriend.

faceclaim: lily rose

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ynkyliannews Y/N was spotted in a cafe in Paris. She looks marvelous 🥰 @ynusername

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mbappegirl look… i love y/n, but she should smile more.

⤷ psgfan yeah, this gives a bad image to kylian too…

ynfan1 she looks fantastic, omg!!!

mrsmbappe why is she always so serious? 😭

kyliangf she is beautiful, too bad that her way of being makes it seem that she is rude

ynfan2 love u gf

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ynusername le temps de l'amour

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k.mbappe You look amazing 😍🤤🔥🔥

ynfan1 DAMN MAMA

mbappegirl GIRL WHY U NEVER SMILE

ynfan2 we love you!!!!!!

forkyky you all the time: 😐

ethanmbappe 🖤✨

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ynkyliannews Y/N was spotted having dinner with a friend. @ynusername

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mbappegirl she never smiles like that when she is with kylian 🫢

mrsmbappe nah, for real… kylian deserves a person who treats him better.

ynfan1 y/n and kylian have always had a private relationship, she doesn't need to be smiling to show that she makes him happy

psgfan c’mon…

forkyky 🤔

kyliangf kylian is not the problem in this relationship and we all know that…

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k.mbappe De retour avec mes bébés maintenant.🇫🇷🥳

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mbappegirl how can this BABY date that girl? 😭

mrsmbappe she doesn’t even comment on his posts, omg! 🫠

psgfan playing break up with your girlfriend, i’m bored

ynfan1 KYLIAN WE WANT A COUPLE PIC

⤷ forkyky we don’t want a pic, we want him to break up.

⤷ ynfan1 @forkyky shut up

tchaga_ ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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ynkyliannews Kylian looks so cute in this photoshoot. 🥺

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mbappegirl let’s protect him for his own girlfriend 😭

ynfan1 y’all always act like she’s forcing him to date her, leave her alone!!!!

forkyky he’s such a cute and kind person, can’t say the same about his gf

ynfan2 why do you hate y/n so much? everyone has different personality

mbappemine if kylian is with her it's because she makes him happy, so as fas we must respect and support him.

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ynkyliannews Lately I've only been reading absurd comments about Y/N and I came to say that in these two years of relationship, they've always been VERY happy together. Kylian has always been honest about his feelings and i'm sure if she was mean to him they wouldn't be together. Y/N was with him through the worst and best moments of his life, always supporting him and making him smile. That's her way of being and it's not you who have to dictate how she should or shouldn't be.

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mbappemine SPILL!!!!!!

ynfan1 THANK YOU!

ynfan2 thank you for talking about this because people talked like she treated kylian poorly

mbappeyours kylian shared this on his story 🫣

kyksbaby i hope she’s fine :( she looks so cute!!!!!

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k.mbappe I heard about some comments going around about Y/N and I was disappointed to read some. This woman was by my side in my saddest moments and happiest moments, many times she is the starting point for all my peaks of uninterrupted happiness. We always had a private relationship, but I say here with all the certainty in the world that I am very happy next to this amazing, loving and generous woman. I honestly, truly, completely love her.

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ynusername you know i'm not good with words, but the only thing that matters to me is that you know how much i love you and how important you are to me. i love you in ways i have never loved anyone else.

mbappemine so happy for you guys :(

kyksbaby your happiness is what matters to us

ynfan1 kylian killing his own “fans”, as he should.

mbappeyours we will always support both of you 💗

ethanmbappe dopest person everrrr 🔥 love you sis

jkeey4 she’s fire 🥳🔥

#kylian mbappe x reader #kylian mbappe fluff #kylian mbappe #kylian mbappe x you #kylian mbappe imagine #kylian mbappe fanfic #football one shot #football x reader #football fanfic #football instagram au #kylian x reader #kylian imagines #football imagine

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babyleostuff · 1 year

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let me take care of you | XU MINGHAO

summary | taking care of Minghao after a long day of schedules

pairing | minghao x gn!reader

genre | fluff & comfort

word count | 1.3k

author’s note | honestly, I just want to take care of this man after seeing him having like 4 flights in a week

Soft tunes of "I Don't Understand But I Luv U '' were coming from the speaker in your living room, while you were finishing cooking a very late dinner for your boyfriend, who should land in Korea any minute now. With this being his fourth flight of the week, even he couldn't hide the exhaustion from you, no matter how hard he tried. Minghao did everything he could not to worry anyone about his well-being, as he was a very independent person and could take very good care of himself. It's great, you really admired that in him, but sometimes, you wish he’d lean a little bit more on you and let you take care of him.

"Just landed. Can't wait to see you."

You read the message with a huge grin on your face, while your heart skipped a bit - it has been so long since you got to have some time together for longer than an hour before sleep.

You never complained though, you knew what you were getting yourself into and even while being separated from your precious boyfriend for so long you wouldn't change it for a second.

Putting the ramen and other food on the heat to get ready, you went to your shared bedroom to put out some comfortable clothes for Minghao, so he could change into something more comfortable than his airport outfit, which you knew would be very fashionable, as per usual.

Speaking of, you quickly typed in your boyfriend's name in the Twitter search bar and to no surprise, he looked as dashing as usual.

Even seeing this short video of him, confidently walking in his long black coat, brought butterflies to your stomach.

You were so grateful that the landing in Korea was so much more peaceful than the one in China, feeling so bad for him as you saw so many people basically suffocating him during his previous flights.

Looking at all the girls surrounding him, you couldn't suppress a smile knowing that the only person who would hold him tonight is you. Not to be possessive, but he was yours, and only yours.

Being so busy with getting things ready for Minghao's arrival, you didn't even hear him entering your house.

“Hello? Anyone here?" he called out the second he noticed that there was no one there to greet him.

"Darling?" he tried again.

"Hao, is that you?" he heard your voice coming from the kitchen. Not a second after he saw your head appear from behind the kitchen island.

"What are you even doing dummy?" he asked in a jokingly offended tone, giving you one of his famous side eyes. Not caring about responding to him, you threw yourself in his embrace making him take a couple steps back, as he didn't expect the force.

"I swear, if they're going to make you fly one more time this week, I'm going to sue them," you said, nuzzling your head further into Mingaho's neck.

You could feel a slight chuckle vibrate through his body, as he lightly patted the back of your head, in a loving manner.

"I think you'll have to, darling. I'm going back after we finish filming on Monday," he gently untangled the two of you and took your face lightly in his hands, almost as if he was afraid to hurt you.

His gaze told you everything you needed to know without him actually saying it - how much he loved you and was happy to see you, how guilty at the same time he felt for leaving you so often, but also how exhausted he was. Even in spite of his tired state, he still looked at you like you were his entire world.

Being so close to him, feeling the smell of his expensive cologne, brought you so much peace and comfort. In no time, Minghao closed the space between you, capturing your lips in a delicate kiss, you both yearned for. In that single moment you felt as if nothing else existed in the world, but for the two of you, simply the feeling of her soft, perfect lips.

It is when you truly realized that he is yours and you are his. His hands stayed at the sides of your face, stroking your cheeks lightly.

"Come, I made you something to eat," you dragged your lovestruck boyfriend to the living room, making him sit on the sofa comfortably.

"You didn't have to do it, I mean it. In fact, you should be long asleep by now."

"Of course mum, whatever you say."

"I really can take care of myself, you know. This is unnecessary," he said as you put plates with food on the table. Not going to lie, you felt a little bit hurt by his statement - the only thing you wanted to do was to take care of him.

Almost as he could hear the thoughts running through your mind, he grabbed your slightly shaking hand.

"Hey, look at me," you didn't, feeling way too hurt to look him in the eye. "Darling, please. I didn't mean it like this. I'm just tired, this wasn't supposed to come out like this."

"But that's the thing Hao!" you exclaimed.

"You're tired, you just had a long flight for the hundredth time this week, and not once did you let me take care of you. I know that you like to be independent and think that you can do everything by yourself, I get it. I really do. But once, just once let me take care of you," you explained.

"I'm so sorry," the guilt in his eyes was even more noticeable now. "I just don't want to be a burden to anyone-" not letting him finish what he was about to say to you pressed a soft kiss to his silky lips. It was quick and innocent, but told Mingaho everything.

"You're not a burden to anyone Hao, and especially not to me. I'm your girlfriend, I love taking care of you, I really do," you smiled at him, caressing his cheek.

Pouting slightly, he nuzzled his cheek further into your hand, kissing it lightly.

"I love you. I'm sorry for being a pain in the ass sometimes."

"You're a pain in the ass everyday Xu Minghao," you laughed at his offended reaction. "But you're mine-" he didn't let you finish.

"Stop being so sappy, please. It's disgusting, bleh," now the both of you were laughing loudly, cuddling into each other.

After finishing your meal, you quickly did the dishes and turned off all the lights in the kitchen and living room, settling in the bedroom for the rest of the night.

While Minghao was taking a shower, you caught up with some emails and did some reading. A couple of minutes later he came out wearing the clothes you left for him.

"Ready for sleep?" you asked, putting all of the unnecessary stuff aside.

"Definitely. And please, no one disturb us till the evening tomorrow," he hummed as he got under the duvets on his side of the bed.

"Oh, I can guarantee you that," you said softly, as he laid his head in the crook of your head and put his strong arm over your waist.

Your hand automatically found its way to your boyfriend’s hair, stroking it gently. It made him sigh in relief, as he finally got to properly relax.

"I love you very much. Thank you for taking care of me."

"I love you too Hao. And thank you for letting me do so."

This was easily the best night of his week, soundly falling asleep in the arms of his one and only love.

You.

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traningdummy · 1 year

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Joel Miller - I Have A Cure

this is one of the many fics I have stored up, enjoy

For some reason Joel has been in a slump lately, always stuck with his resting bitch face. Y/n felt bad for the man, he wanted to help yet he didn’t know what to do. He tried taking him to the bar, hanging out with him and Ellie, he even made the man a large dinner.

Ellie loved it, saying ‘how fucking good’ it was after she finished her plates. Yet Joel wouldn’t budge, not even a smile or a thanks as he ate his food. Yet now he has a plan to help the man, something he knows is flawless.

So the whole day he spent away from Joel, planning out the night for the two.

“Hey, where’s Y/n at?” Ellie asked Joel, the two were helping Tommy out with the livestock.

“I don’t know, he was gone by the time I was awake.” He replied and she nodded, still feeling skeptical about why he would just leave without even telling her. Yet her answer would be answered when she went back to the house, seeing Y/n inside sitting on the couch.

“So what’s up? You left me with Mr. Grouchy.” She told him and he laughed at the nickname, yet he was excited to hopefully help.

“I have a plan to cure Mr. Grouchy, but I need something from you.” He said and she nodded, sitting next to him. “I’m going to need you to hang out at Tommy's house for the night, or even that Dina girl.” He said with a smirk, Ellie scoffed with a blush and shoved him slightly.

“Shut up, but fine I’ll leave you two love birds alone for the night. But I expect compensation.” She said with a sick smile, Y/n laughed and nodded, shaking hands before she left the living room to pack a few items to head over to Dina’s house.

•••

As the day dwindled down Ellie left, and it was just Y/n in the house. He was anxious as he tapped his foot repeatedly on the floor, hoping for the best then the door opened. He looked over to see Joel, still looking gloomy as he had the whole week.

“Hey.” Y/n said and got up and gave the man a hug, Joel sighed and returned the hug.

“Where’s Ellie?” He asked after he pulled away from the hug.

“She’s at Dina’s house for the night, she didn’t want to interfere with us.” He replied, taking off the other man’s coat, Joel was suspicious but went with the flow. He held Y/n’s hand as they went to their shared room, and he sat on the bed.

Joel watched as Y/n left before coming back with a small cake. “Happy Birthday!” He said with a smile, Joel sighed as he finally let a smile grace his face. He looked up to his lover before kissing him softly, before it could get heated Y/n pushed him down and he whined.

“Blow out the candles first, then I’ll give you my present.” Y/n whispered into his ear and he nodded eagerly, he took a moment before blowing out the candle. “What‘d you wish for?” He asked and Joel gave a smile.

“Birthday rules, can’t tell you or it won’t come true.” He said and Y/n laughed, putting down the cake before pushing Joel down onto his back. He removed the man's shirt before he began to kiss all over his body, praising everything about the man.

Joel could feel the stress from the weeks melting from him as Y/n kept going, he held the man’s hand as he could barely speak from all the pleasure. Yet a small gasp came from him as his waist was lifted up, soon he felt the cold air from the room as his jeans and boxers were removed.

Soon he felt the warm mouth of Y/n, sucking on his dick. He moaned and held his hair softly, feeling as the other man was messing with his chest, squeezing and rubbing on them. He kept whimpering and moaning, some loud, some soft.

Yet it was pleasure nonetheless, and it was building up into a release. Yet it was as if Y/n could read his mind, or by the small bucking of Joel’s hips and he stopped sucking. The man whined but stopped when the other began to suck on his chest once again.

Soon enough Y/n had removed his pants and boxers, as he still sucked on Joel’s chest. But he moved himself up, cock resting against Joel’s face. The other man looked up and his brown eyes made Y/n go crazy, so he slowly opened the man’s mouth as he put his dick in his mouth.

Then Joel began to suck, feeling Y/n’s hands in his hair. As he kept sucking he would look up to see the other man moaning hard, louder than Joel did. But soon enough Y/n took the reigns, holding Joel’s head as he began to fuck the man’s throat.

“Fuck, you feel so good.” Y/n mumbled, slowing down as he heard the man choking. “Sorry, are you good?” He asked Joel, the man looked up at him with his doe eyes and nodded. The other nodded and he moved down and lifted Joel’s hips in the air.

Before Joel could ask any questions he felt Y/n’s tongue enter his ass. He moaned loudly as he got eaten out, it felt incredible to him. His mind was starting to go blank as he could hardly muster anymore thoughts as he could only focus on the tongue inside of him.

To Joel’s dismay Y/n moved his head up from the other man’s ass. He looked to see him put lube on his cock, finally. “You ready for me baby?” Y/n asked and Joel nodded, already rutting his ass against the man’s cock. He groaned before putting in his cock into Joel’s aching hole.

“Fuck you feel so good baby.” Y/n moaned out as he bottomed out, the man under him groaned and Y/n began to thrust into him. Starting off slow till he found Joel’s prostate, then he set a brutal pace abusing the spot over and over.

Joel’s tension in his stomach finally snapped as he came on his stomach, now overstimulation was his worst enemy. He was a moaning mess, trying to hold onto the bed frame for support but it was futile when Y/n began to kiss all I’ve this body once again.

Joel came once again, this time more clear and wet than the first. Yet Y/n was still going strong, making sure to make his lover be released of the tension that took him. Thankfully for Joel he felt the man’s thrusts become sloppy yet were still deep, Y/n let out one more moan before he came inside of the man.

“I found the cure for your bad moods.” Y/n whispered and the man under him laughed slightly, his throat hurting from all the moaning he did. Y/n then held the man close to him, waiting for Joel to fall asleep before he would sleep as well.

•••

The next day, Ellie could see that Joel was better and not grouchy. While she wanted to ask Y/n what he did, Joel’s limp was all she needed to know. So she decided to embarrass the man all day, which made Y/n laugh.

#x male reader #gay #pedro pascal x male reader #male reader #male reader smut #joel miller x male reader #top male reader

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toska-writes · 1 year

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“Sleeping/Cuddling Clone Headcannons p.2”

Read p.1 here (✩)

Clones x GN padawan reader ( You could technically read it either way but in my head it’s all Platonic)

Bad batch and Delta squad version!

Wish me luck I have to get up early tomorrow- too bad I don’t have a clone to snuggle

(I could make another with the Corrie guard or another group)

Hunter

• Dad mode has already engaged once you asked him if you could bunk with him

• It’s a very quick yes and most of the other Bad Batch members go to him to bunk with whenever they need

• Big spoon all day and just wants you to be as close as possible to him- your heart beat takes up most of his senses so he can fall asleep

•He is your own blanket and will make sure you get enough sleep

• Will sleep so your against the wall and his back is facing out OR your both have your backs facing the wall just in case he needs to watch something by the door

• Will do that especially when your scared

Crosshair

• He’s a small spoon- so he can also spoon his precious riffle

• the first time you even tried to get into the same bunk as him he pushed you out

• I feel like the first time you properly slept pressed up next to him was in some cave when you all got separated on a mission and had to wait the night out together

• He would mumble and grumble but deep down he would jump any time you moved, wanting you to stay asleep

•Bone crushing grip- your not getting up unless he’s awake. He’d be the type to ground you

Tech

• His datapad crashes into his face every few seconds

• But he would pull up different holo-videos and such to help the both of you fall asleep

•He sleeps on his side facing the wall??? Idk I get that vibe from him. Has no concerns with the boogeyman apparently

• More often then not you have to take his googles off for him so they won’t break

• if you can get him to sleep in an actual bunk it’s a miracle and not in the pilots seat or slumped on a desk

Wrecker

• Ecstatic when you bring up the idea

• Is more than happy to make room for you on his bunk and even give you lula to snuggle with as well

• He’s so warm and inviting your asleep instantly

• My man also snores like a engine starting up but will get all flustered and worried if you bring it up

• If your scared or anything during the night he is more than happy to stay up on watch if it eases your mind- he also verbally comforts you

Boss

• 100% would allow you to bunk with him if you asked no matter what

• If he can keep an eye on one of the migraines in the night it’s a win for him

• in reality he’s a huge pillow- completely comforting without all his armor on

• The fact that you would feel so safe in his arms I can’t even describe well enough in words to do it justice

• also I feel like this man would have so many blankets on his bed you’d both be piled under them

Sev

• Straight up no in the first place

• The first time you got him it was late already and he was going back to his bunk- you were already there with many blankets and stuff

• He tells you to get out at first but honestly your both way to tired (and stubborn) to listen

• With a sigh he’ll practically pushes you to your own side

• will stay as far away as possible until at one point in the middle of the night he will turn over and roll his eyes and then pull you flush against him- denies it in the morning

Fixer

• Talks to fall asleep- he’ll tell you all about what interesting things he has read today and would love to share the details

• He deserves more love and I think for cuddling it would be the hug sort of thing

•Face to Face completely wrapped up in each other- nothing else would even matter in these moments

• You’ll have to know Fixer for a while before bunking with him, but once you earn his trust and the group accepts you it’s so much easier

• Drools a lot but man needs a good sleep like that

Scorch

• Loud and very full of energy at almost every hour of the day

• if you get this man to lay down cause he needs the sleep he would be all over you with cuddles

• watching the stars or the rain fall outside really helps him to sleep and like Fives I think he takes up a lot of room in his bunk

• He just needs love- head and shoulder scratches gets him to sleep very quickly, and don’t think he wouldn’t do it for you to

• something about the motion and feeling over and over again just lulls him into a slumber

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Taglist; @arctrooper69 @thereforepizza @padawancat97 @pb-jellybeans @floffytofu @lightwise @carodealmeida

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byizoyas · 10 months

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genshin impact ; red means ily ch. 15 [ written ]

ೄྀ࿐ masterlist ˊˎ- « into you » — notes: so this isn’t really long and it still took me a long time to write 😭 hopefully next part will be out soon enough ehe, i missed red means ily | taglist is open.

enjoying the movie ? :)

childe frowned after he read the message; not out of all anger but he was simply confused.

he looked up and then around himself, unconsciously looking for her but the room was pretty dark and he couldn’t see much other than the giant plasma screen.

he brought his two hands to his face, rubbing it softly. he felt like he was about to lose his mind. he wasn’t usually one to keep things to himself because he always had someone he could talk to during hard times.

he always had you. but you weren’t available right now and he knew he had to deal with it.

he had stopped talking to you about the things that bothered him a while ago anyway. indeed, the bad feelings were all somehow linked to you lately. but how could he look at you in your eyes, and tell you how bad he despised to see you all happy around that guy.

his right leg started to shake as he lost himself in his thoughts. his eyes were fixed on you, sitting only a few rows away.

you were giggling with that unknown guy. his mixed feelings were like torture to him; because as much as he was hating it, he also felt strangely good after seeing that smile on your face. as if your happiness mattered more than his in the end.

he wasn’t able to focus on the movie anymore. his ears heard the dialogues but his brain refused to process it, way too busy thinking of you and admiring you.

it was dark but childe knew your smile. he knew your face by heart. he contemplated it so many times, almost as if you were his reflection in the mirror.

‘you good ?’ the voice of yae miko interrupted the flow of thoughts going on his mind. she must’ve noticed his stressful state, but he did not make lots of effort trying to hide it.

‘yea.’ he nodded. yae most likely didn’t believe it yet she kept quiet, instead sitting back on her seat and staring discreetly at childe and then at the direction his gaze was turned to. and she wasn’t slow to get it.

at this point, childe was so focused on you, you almost felt his insistent gaze and felt the urge to look back. your eyes met for a few seconds until heizou brought your attention back on him.

he was eating few candies you had bought together before entering the rooms the staff indicated you earlier.

‘wanna taste ?’ the malicious smile on his lips matched the constant playfulness in his eyes and you found it extremely attractive.

you were almost hypnotized, almost unable to take your eyes off his handsome face. and he was often, if not always staring back at you in a gentle way.

‘i don’t know.. i am not really hungry.’ you said. you wanted to taste them but your stomach was so full, even a small candy wouldn’t be welcomed in there and you didn’t want to ruin the date with a sudden bad feeling.

he didn’t say anything, instead looked behind, and obviously thinking of something again. you were about to ask more about it when he spoke up again.

‘indirect taste perhaps ?’ he giggled, still chewing the candy in his mouth. seeing how you didn’t react to his suggestion, heizou thought he’d specify his idea. ‘i mean sharing a kiss y/n. so ? you wanna ?’

you were a bit surprised of how fast things escalated. for some, a kiss meant nothing but you didn’t give a lot of them in your life, not to say you never kissed anyone if it weren’t for these stupid pecks in the alcohol games.

heizou was real attractive and you were spending a really nice moment. you didn’t even focus on the movie once because you were too busy talking and having a good time with him.

and yeah, you liked him. he wasn’t him. but you could say you wanted to kiss him, and you quickly nodded yes, offering him full access to your face so that he would kiss you whenever he would be ready.

next thing you knew, his lips were on yours. they were soft and tasted like lemon which made the kiss feel even better than what you imagined.

he brought his left hand to your face, caressing your cheek really gently. the moment you shared was special. you were kissing in a public space yet the dark surrounding you made it felt so intimate. it was quiet until someone told you two to leave if you weren’t going to focus on the movie.

you suddenly realized what you had just done and subconsciously you stared in the same exact direction where you found your friend’s eyes before but he wasn’t there anymore. he was gone.

miko and ayato were there, but they didn’t seem to really be watching the movie anymore; only whispering things to each other. you couldn’t get their words but it wasn’t that hard to guess that they were speaking of your third friend who suddenly disappeared from the room.

‘did you like it ?’ heizou asked, obviously worried of having done something to harm you when he saw the expression on your face.

‘yeah. yeah it felt good.’ you reassured him with a smile but your mind was only thinking of childe. you knew he wouldn’t have left just like that, and to have miko and ayato talk after it too only meant one thing.

he saw you kissing heizou. and for some reason, he didn’t handle the sight and prefered to leave.

you kept overthinking all this but didn’t move. the movie was nearing its end anyway and you thought you’d simply text your friend after it to make sure he was okay.

‘fuck.’ childe kept on whispering to himself. fucking bastard, he thought of heizou’s face and multiple insults came to him.

he unlocked his phone, ready to call a taxi to go back home as he couldn’t stay here any longer. ‘fucking bullshit.’ he shook his head.

reality hit harder than ever.

if he had a doubt before, he now was sure he felt something for you. he was so into you and now his heart was bleeding when thinking back of that moment you stared at him and then kissed another man.

you weren’t a bad person. you were quite the opposite actually and he knew that. he knew you didn’t do it voluntarily, but it did hurt him.

scaramouche was right. that misplaced jealousy was absolutely not welcomed between you and him but he couldn’t stop himself from thinking of how bad he craved to be in heizou’s place.

he wanted his lips to be on yours. he wanted to hold your hands and buy you candies. he wanted to take you to the cinema, alone. not with miko. not with ayato nor mona. only you. only him.

but it wouldn’t be possible now. he knew how serious you were and well, he knew he was the one who fucked it up.

‘fuck.’ he said to himself for the hundredth time of the day. the taxi confirmed to be coming in a few twenty five minutes, so he had no other thing to do beside sitting there, near the exit of the cinema, waiting to go home.

‘i guess you didn’t really enjoy the movie mh ?’

that familiar voice was the very last thing childe expected to hear now. and he absolutely didn’t want to hear it either. she was there. she was standing behind him.

childe chose to be smarter and simply ignore her by not turning around. he kept his eyes on the papers sticked to the wall in front of him. he read it without even caring. it was all about new movies that were about to be released.

‘didn’t your parents tell you how rude it was to not say hi back ?’ childe suddenly spot her entering his vision field. ‘at least your siblings were more polite. tonia came to me the other day. she got really prettier this summer.’ she added as she sat on the seat right next to his.

‘please stay away from my siblings.’

‘he talks ? great !’ the arrogance in her voice was absolutely insufferable. childe hated this about her. but he decided to ignore, once again.

his face remained stoic, as if she never arrived next to him; as if she wasn’t sitting next to him at this very moment. and he was dealing with it pretty well.

but that was until she spoke up again, spreading confusion in childe’s brain. so many questions were now echoing in his mind; but that one question repeated again and again over all the others.

‘you might be able to help me. why exactly is my boyfriend on a date with your so called ‘girlfriend’ ?’

#byizoyas.#📼 – red means ily #childe #tartaglia #childe x y/n #childe x reader #childe x you #childe scenarios #childe smau #tartaglia x y/n #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia x you #tartaglia scenarios #tartaglia smau #genshin x y/n #genshin x reader #genshin x you #genshin smau #genshin impact smau

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moodymisty · 1 year

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Bad batch & tooka hybrid reader?

I had the funny idea of the bois cuddling there s/o and then there s/o randomly starts purring

I actually finished reading Neon Junkie's(NSFW) 'In the heat of the Moment' series, and that whole time I imagined reader be a cat/tookagirl-like race(hey its starwars; Anything is possible), so you sent this at the perfect time. Whether you want to be a lil'tooka or your own race is up to you readers, I kept it open <3

✦ Hunter ✦

Hunter has interacted with Lothcats before, so he was vaguely familiar with purring and other cat-like behaviors before you.

It doesn't mean that he really knows why you do the things you do however, but he just figures each one is it's own little quirk.

He internally overjoyed to have another person on board the ship that has better than human hearing he can relate to; Though it's quite a bit cuter when you hear a far away sound and you perk up than when he does.

It's not the only thing he finds cute, however.

At one point during one of their many stints in hyperspace Hunter decides to go take a rest, and walks to the back of the ship when the bunk racks are. When he looks he ends up finding you nuzzled up on his bunk, content as can be as you sleep and audibly purring even over the dull hum of the Marauder's engines.

He ends up just sleeping in the co-pilot's seat, because he feels too much like a monster at the idea of moving you. He could absolutely slip right in there beside you and you wouldn't care, but he only realizes that once it's too late. Missed a perfectly romantic moment, that.

All snuggled up as can be, the only thing better is if you'd done so on his lap. You had once, and he still thinks about it sometimes like it was some sort of ultimate honor.

Over time you end up realizing that he wants you to do that (shuffling closer and making sure his lap is perfectly flat and open), and you'll gladly take the cuddle time with just him, so you end up just getting cozy while he futzes with the navicomputer.

Next time Crosshair makes a joke he's gonna throw something at him, since he can't get up to punch him without moving

✦ Tech ✦

I hope you like being an experiment. Joking. Maybe.

In all seriousness Tech finds species that differ from humans fascinating; Particularly ones that share similar traits but at some point split away from humanity, like the Chiss.

In fact the first time you met you were bombarded with questions, though he pretty quickly leveled off with time.

He just can't help being a curious man, especially when you have so many interesting little quirks that he keeps noticing the closer he becomes with you.

Like when your ears twitch when there's a loud or interesting noise, or when you purr and get sleepy when he cranks the Marauder's climate controls to the max.

(He almost boiled everyone on board alive at one point just so you'd be happy and snug with your head on his lap taking a rest after a rough mission, enjoying the heat while everyone else was sweating buckets.)

It's research(he thinks it's adorable) he brushes it off as, while allowing you to bend the co-pilot's seat from you sitting in it sideways.

It's also a time Tech gets much more lovey dovey than you'd expect, both having a rare rest on his bunk and he gives you sweet kiss to the forehead.

✦ Wrecker ✦

Wrecker is absolutely a fan of the snuggles. It's pretty quickly that you realize Wrecker is the absolute best heat source, and if you need some, all you need to do is cuddle on up near or on him.

Even before you ended up romantic you always stood near him when you were cold, though now you just flop all over him now instead.

The first time you had done it and he heard the purring Wrecker doesn't really quite know what it is, and assumes you snore weird. It's after Tech informs him what purring is that Wrecker loses it.

You have a noise just for being happy? Besides laughing?

It's now sort of a secret goal of his when you're beside each other to get you to purr.

Which is not that hard at all, just just needs to recline back enough that you have space to get on his lap or lay on his chest, and it's game over. Especially if he kisses your cheek, then absolutely. So much love in this cockpit tonight.

Hunter hates it though, because it prevents Wrecker from wanting to do anything. He doesn't want to move you! Or himself.

Especially if you fall asleep, then it is game over. He refuses to wake you up. (He almost punched Crosshair one time when he quietly walked up beside Wrecker then clapped loud enough to startle you awake)

Wrecker is king of the snuggles, all in all. You win the jackpot with this man.

✦ Crosshair ✦

Crosshair is an ass, at first. Who's surprised.

You remember not fondly when he snuck up on you and scared you, causing every hair on your body to stand on end.

He found it hilarious of course, but you notably did not.

He pretty quickly stops however, as once he starts getting attached, he doesn't like seeing you hate him.

But for the first long while however you really couldn't get anywhere near him with him recoiling, given Crosshair's standoffish attitude. As time passes however, he'll eventually let you close. But it's a slooowww process. And even then, he really doesn't want to do anything snugglin' or hugglin' when anyone is in sight. He says it's because he's embarrassed, but reality is you're cute and he doesn't want anyone else to see.

At one point he was working on cleaning his gun after a particularly messy mission, having to take apart multiple pieces to clear out the mud and other gunk.

You noticed him doing so and decided to join him, and he seemed mellow enough.

Since he was a sedentary target, you came over and sat down, tucking yourself in close to his side while he continued working.

He pretends not to notice and react to you doing so, while interning he's melting down.

You're just casually watching him, while you're hands grasp the seam of one of his armor plates to keep him close.

He ends up slowing down his progress to a complete crawl, just so he can enjoy the feeling if you cuddling on him for as long as possible without having to admit it.

✦ Echo ✦

He'll never tell you; But Echo loves the soft little bit of fur by the base of your ear.

it's just so soft...

After a particularly stressful mission, Echo was a little rattled, and in an attempt to give him some sort of company, you laid your head down on his lap, and Echo gently pet that part for what felt like hours.

He's not too much of a talker, at least anymore, so he enjoys that you just cuddle and relax with him and help him mellow out.

It's like your contentment is contagious, as whenever you stay close to him and relax and purr, it isn't long before he 's content too.

It's one of the things he loves about you, and secretly wants you to always do.

Echo is secretly someone who loves and gets greedy for affection, he just often thinks he isn't exactly deserving of it.

If you snuggle up on him he'll usually say that it isn't worth it because of how much colder he feels compared to the others, especially with his metal limbs.

However you usually still end up snuggling with him and purring anyways, and Echo will secretly be the most content man in the galaxy for a bit.

#the bad batch x reader #tbb x reader #echo x reader #hunter x reader #tech x reader #wrecker x reader #crosshair x reader #mywriting #reader insert #reader

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heyjude19-writing · 2 months

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I have not been an active participant in the Harry Potter fandom in a very long time and it's just recently that a coworker of mine suggested that I give Dramione fics a try.

Her suggesting was both a blessing and a curse—ever since I started looking into Dramione, I've found more than a handful of fics that I absolutely loved, Remain Nameless being one of them. Of course, I've done nothing but devour fanfics in my free time ever since, placing other hobbies and social outings on hold. I can't say I regret it much, though my sleeping schedule took quite a hit as well :')

I'd like to start by telling you how much I enjoyed the plot for Remain Nameless. I never was a fan of slow burns before, but it might seem like aging has mellowed me out quite a bit. It's either that, or the fact that I've been feeling like time just flew by lately (to be completely honest ever since the pandemic it feels like every time I blinked, another year passed by), and I desperately want things to slow down a bit, just so I can enjoy them properly—both in my life and in my reading.

There are plenty of stories about Draco and Hermione and them falling in love, but this one is definitely a favourite. I loved how the accent was placed on them and their evolution as people and their journey as lovers.

It was heartwarming to see Draco's transformation throughout the story and each interaction between these two characters, especially the initial ones at the coffee shop, brought me such joy.

The pacing of their friendship and then romantic relationship felt so natural, and I couldn't help but sit at the edge of my seat, waiting with baited breath to see if things are going to turn out well for our main couple (even though I knew it would be a happy ending, according to the tags :') )

Also, the characters that made an appearance fleshed out the story wonderfully. I'd like to say that the moments including Ginny, Theo and Sasha were some of my favourites, but then again, can I really have favourites when I loved each chapter so much?

The familial relationships were also points of great interest for me. I enjoyed seeing how Hermione interacted with her parents after everything that happened and her relationship with the Weasley members really warmed up my heart. The acceptance of Draco into Hermione's friend and family circles was also quite emotional for me, since he went through such complex experiences with his own parents and friends.

The writing was also marvelous and it really captured me, though I feel like I couldn't fully appreciate it since my eyes were flying over the words to know what happens next. I would love to pick up this fanfiction again for another read, just so I can fully appreciate the craftsmanship that was put into it.

Honestly, being reintroduced into this fandom reminded me why I love fandom and fanfiction so much. Sure, there might be people who sully the experience with their greed and pettiness (I've read a bit about those people what bind your fics and sell them on etsy and I recall reading an AN of somebody reposting your work on Wattpad and I'm so sorry that these things happened/are happening to you and many other fantastic writers) but it can also bring people together and be such a great source of comfort.

I apologize for the long message, I feel like I rambled quite a bit. I know there's much more that I would have loved to say, but words seem to evade me today. But I would like to thank you again for putting in so much of your time, effort, love, and passion into writing this wonderful piece of fanfiction and for sharing it with us.

This story made me giggle, it made me cry, and it made me feel so many emotions, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for it.

hello hello!

wow, thank you so much to your co-worker, this was lovely to receive. sorry about the sleepless nights 😅 but i am happy you enjoyed your time with my story and other fics.

and yes, there's some bad actors out here making fandom a not-so-fun place at the moment, but as you rightly noted "it can also bring people together and be such a great source of comfort." It's certainly why i stick around and thank you for this beautiful message that reminded me why i've loved my time here. your kind comments about my writing brought me so much joy, thank you 🥰

#pinkmoondeity #remain nameless #dramione #this is so sweet

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diaperdaddies27 · 13 days

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Happy Mothers Day Post/ Update

Firstly, the big question I'm sure a lot of you want to know is, am I still going 24/7? Yes. Though, I can't say I haven't had moments of fatigue just from getting in my head as of late. However, I have stuck it through and truly feel all the better for it. Have I started losing control?! Yes, and no. I definitely after six months can say I have been struggling to feel the need to hold it past just when my bladder is full. Like when my brain wants to go, I just do. I don't have the second thought I used to have, or the worry of will my diaper hold it. Because I just have naturally been letting go so much. I definitely would say my control is waning. In the next 6 months at the year mark, I definitely feel I will have experienced some true accidents. I also get a lot of questions on how I can afford diapers regularly on a budget. Having received this a few times, I have started composing a guide to how I buy diapers. I plan to publish tonight or tomorrow for all the littles looking for the info. Quick baby math for you, kiddos. If you get a pack of 10 diapers for $40. That is an average of $4 dollars a diaper. That's a lot of money for just one pamper. Especially when sometimes packs get a bad one or even two. Then you're out $4 dollars and short on supply. Now you buy 80 diapers at $220. That's an average of $2.69 a diaper. Saving you roughly about $1.31. Which adds up. I know bulk seems scary, but the savings plus the amount you get each time. Makes do this system worth while, and affordable.

Next, I want to talk about my Mama. Just today, I told her that words will never do her justice. Because to me, she is truly exceptional and one of a kind. She is a natural nurturer. Not a day passes do I feel I can't talk to her about anything. She is always looking out for me and wondering about how I am. I wake most mornings to her. Good morning, texts. Waking me into the world. She makes me feel confident and safe about my life choices to be a little. Not only that, she wants to care for me just as much as I crave to be in arms. Every day, I grow antsy waiting to be with her irl. Knowing once I am, I will never want to let go. I want to lose myself to my little side fully with her. Letting go of the bigg me and just folding into her embrace. I want to be fed baby food, given naps, diaper checks, and changes no matter the time or place, watch cartoons while babbling around my paci trying to show mama, I want to play with toys at her feet while she reads or decides she needs me to service her, I want to nurse from her multiple times daily, have a bed time, be take to the park and out places, let mamaz dress me up. I want to let go and just be her baby fresh and new. I'm so happy I introduced her to Tumblr. I know so many littles message her and ask to feel cared for. To have babysitter for a change. Sharing Mama is hard, but it makes me happy to know she is so loving to so many. It makes me love her even more. She is truly beautiful body and soul. Happy mothers Day, Mama!! @mommyposts10

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hanniehearts · 2 years

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Halloween w/ Jess Mariano 🎃🃏💿🍂🔮

A/N: Came up with these little scenarios last night w a friend on ft and thought to share! No promises as to what the content of my blog will be, for now this is a one off. Happy Halloween!!!

Jess Mariano x reader

Warnings: none

not based on canonical timeline events!

Pics via Pinterest, not mine!

Ps. I’m not good with dialogue so feel free to imagine or share anything you feel fits in these scenarios, I appreciate any feedback <3

Pumpkin Carving 🎃

In Luke’s after hours, crazy set up at the counter, the essentials: newspaper, bowls spoons, knives, dry erase markers

His ass is NOT spending money on a carving kit 💀 especially not when he has a kitchen of tools to choose from.

Getting an ‘if you guys are going to keep those things in here, make sure it’s a appropriate’ talk from Luke

Jess brushes off the comment, but lowkey starts to wipe away whatever he was drawing initially

Sneaking glances at your outline from over your shoulder, so he can make his somewhat match

Cutting out the tops of both pumpkins so you don’t hurt yourself if it slips

Getting each cut out started for you if you have trouble with it

Nah he is getting those seeds out BARE HANDED after losing patience w a spoon 😟, will shove the guts in ur face

‘Cmon what’s the big deal… jeez 🙄’ ew dude

Leaves both pumpkins lit in Luke’s window instead of on the doorstep cuz according to him ‘they’ll get smashed, I would know’

Naturally, that’s what he had in mind for the rest of your evening together, go figure.

Movie night🎞

Jess isn’t one to celebrate holidays too hard, but he sees you eyeing the Halloween section of the video store while you guys are out on a late night walk, passing by the window

The next day he rents as many as he could, grabbing an array of horror, Halloween classics, and any other movie that could be passed off as scary, with very loose parameters only he could come up with

Goes to the market for those Halloween pillsbury cookies, and microwave popcorn for you to make while he sets up the surprise in the next room

Also snagged some candles from an emergency kit in the bottom of Luke’s storage closet

is lowkey so excited to show you your little surprise date, but doesn’t show it

Will only show you horror as an option for the movies, will have a field day teasing about your reactions ,‘I thought this stuff didn’t scare you?’’

Very much will give you a little jolt on purpose during jumpscare moments, followed by an apology coloured with a smile that lasted a little too long

This has falling asleep on the couch written all over it sorry 😞 he’s the type to not move no matter how uncomfortable he may be to make sure you don’t wake up

Trick or Treaters 🍬

Tough guy doesn’t want to hand out candy to the kids 🙄

Basically have to drag him to the door the first time it rings, candy bowl in the other hand

You’re met with a lot of ‘your better at this kind of thing’ and ‘why do we have to give them candy?? there’s plenty of other houses around this town’ blah blah whatever

pretty much looming over your shoulder as you step out to greet the neighbourhood kids, but he follows anyways

Awkward at first, taking sweets from the bowl, and passing it into awaiting buckets, thinking, the faster these kids get the candy the faster they leave and the more time he gets with you

By the sixth set of kids, Jess is opening the door, making comments about the costumes, the children giggling at his remarks

Nearing the end of the night, the bell rings likely for one of the last times

‘Cmon the kids need their scores’ Now he’s doing the dragging.

‘I thought you didn’t like handing out candy’

‘Yeah well… maybe it’s not so bad’

So basically he loved it and will never tell, but you both knew

Thanks for reading! I have some more non Halloween scenarios in mind if that’s something you’d like to see, let me know! I am also by no means a writer, these ideas originally came out verbally, so conveying it in written form is kinda difficult, but I hope you enjoyed!

#pinterest #jess mariano #gilmore girls #jess mariano fluff #jess mariano imagine #gilmore girls imagine #autumn #jess mariano x reader #jess mariano x you

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muffimtv · 1 month

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tihesocyh

all of them except any youre uncomfy with i know its 40 pls

POEASE

what are 3 things you’d say shaped you into who you are?- my friends, my relationship with gender, and my art

show us a picture of your handwriting?

this is the closest i got

3 films you could watch for the rest of your life and not get bored of?- lego batman movie, hercules, jaws

what’s an inside joke you have with your family or friends?- @fuzziecorpse it’s shakespeare’s fucking fault

what made you start your blog?- i had a lot of friends on tumblr and needed somewhere to post art

what’s the best and worst part of being online/a creator?- best part is for sure just the fun of making content! worst is all the judgement i tend to get (especially being a furry)

what scares you the most and why?- abandonment, because i have anxiety

any reacquiring dreams?- not really

tell a story about your childhood- i LOVED the paris catacombs when i was a kid. i would SOB because my parents wouldn’t let me touch the skulls and when they made me leave

would you say you’re an emotional person?- oh yeah

what do you consider to be romance?- i have a bit of a weird relationship with romance! it’s very hard to describe where i draw the line

what’s some good advice you want to share?- uhhhh dont die?

what are you doing right now?- watcjing lego batman movie

what’s something you’ve always wanted to do but maybe been to scared to do?- jump into a pool from the balcony

what do you think of when you hear the word “home”?- my bedroom late at night or my partner

if you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?- i want to be more patient

name 3 things that make you happy- fandom, cats, art

do you believe in ghosts and/or aliens?- i think that it’s statistically unlikely we’re alone in the universe. as far as ghosts go i think they’re a neat concept but i don’t really believe in them

favourite thing about the day?- warm sun

favourite things about the night?- stars

are you a spiritual person?- not really?

say 3 things about someone you love- so so kind, so so silly, and makes me feel incredibly loved

say 3 things about someone you hate- homophobic cowboy piece of shit

what’s one thing you’re proud of yourself for?- being a good sibling

fave season and why?- autumn, it’s the perfect temperature and weather almost always (side note: it’s literally my namesake)

fave colour and why?- purple, it’s beautiful

any nicknames?- muffi/muffin

do you collect anything?- books, plushies, fabric

what do you do when you’re sad?- play sad music

what’s one thing that never fails to make you happy/happier?- my friends

are you messy or organised?- both. my space usually looks like a disaster but i know exactly where evrrything is

how many tabs do you have open right now?- uhhh 28

any hobbies?- all of the above (reading, drawing, sewing, bookbinding, making playlists)

any pet peeves?- that squeaky sound balloons make

do you trust easily?- yes

are you an open book or do you have walls up?- chronic oversharer 🙏🙏

share a secret- i don’t really keep any? see above LMAO

fave song at the moment?- save a horse (ride a cowboy)

youtuber you’ve been obsessed with and why?- film cooper rn, he’s funny as fuck

any bad habits?- picking at my lips AUFH

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explorersaremadeofhope · 4 months

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Ahem! So for the Fan Fic Writer Asks: 2, 3, 5, 10, 12, 17 (hehehehe), 25, 26 (hahaha), 27 and 29! 😇

[guy grabbing startled cat meme] YOU!

okay, fiiiiiine (thank you 😂💖)

2. Do you read/reread your own fics? honestly, not that much? it depends a little on how i feel about them. if i'm satisfied with them, i might. but often rereading my own stuff makes me realise there's a bunch of small stuff i would like to change with hindsight, so it's easier not to. 😂

3. What's your favorite fic that you've written? damn. i guess it might be some of my earliest terror stuff, anchor up to me or and stay awhile. personally i don't really... have favourites very much, i see good bits and flawed bits in everything, but those were fun to write and people were extremely kind about them when i posted them, so that was a lot of fun overall!

5. What's a fic idea you've had that you will never write? so many. most of them, probably. that said i don't like to fully give up on an idea! but i have several fitzier gdocs sitting around that'll never go anywhere, including: half-epistolary modern au where jfj sends postcards to francis from around the world (initially to annoy him) over years while francis dates, gets engaged to, then splits up with sophia, and james globetrots to avoid his own loneliness, until they gradually become friends and then get together

rest of these under a cut, god damn

10. Is there a fic that got a different response than you were expecting? not really, i think. or if so, only positively. i've gotten some super lovely comments on some of my fics, and i never really expect that, so it's always a happy surprise. and a couple of them have got podfic, which is also absolutely wild to me.

12. Do you have a playlist for your current WIP/s? sorry, no! i have a shittonne of character playlists, but i don't tend to make playlists for fics!

17. - already answered!

25. Have you ever upset yourself with your own writing? actually, no! i don't think that's ever happened. but i don't tend to write very heavy angst either.

26. Is there something you've written that you would never want your family to see? i mean.. most of it? don't get me wrong, my mum is great and knows that i've written fanfiction since i was a teenager, but the idea of showing anyone in my family my writing is embarrassing as hell lmao, that shit's private

29. Share a bit from a fic you'll never post OR from a scene that was cut from an already posted fic. rip, there are so many to choose from. here's some disembodied angst of james ross missing his boyfriend!

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he steps outside and tilts his face up into the chill breeze. the night is clear, the air sharp with a late january cold snap. overhead, millions of pinheads of light flicker and twinkle against the black, occasionally winking out of existence as a cloud drifts across the heavens, carried by winds far stronger than the gentle stirring of air which cools his cheeks. the grounds are quiet, deep and dark and still in the early evening. a dusting of snow covers everything. it is new, and as yet unbroken by any human tread, reflecting the light of the moon like a fresh sheet of paper. against it the leafless trees and the shadows cast by the light streaming from the windows behind him are black as pitch.

his hands soon begin to ache – he has not brought his gloves. he puts them into his pockets. it is not terribly cold – when he glanced at it, the thermometer which he has had mounted beside the window read 23 degrees. unusual for england, certainly, but not true cold. nothing to speak of, really. his feet begin to go numb in his shoes, but it is not too bad; not yet.

idly, he picks out orion, then auriga, following it down into taurus. canis major, half hidden by a tree, is yet easy, sirius clear as a beacon. turning toward the north, there is ursa major, then the northern cross – cassiopeia takes him a few moments, but he finds it at last, almost directly overhead.

are we looking at the same stars?

they’ll be up all night and all day, now, these same constellations; circling tirelessly about the central axis, never dipping from sight.

“i say, what on earth are you doing out here?”

#fic writer asks #asks

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multiplicity-positivity · 6 months

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(advice ask, i think? or just, validation? i just want to talk about it)

this may make literally zero sense so im gonna. preface this with an apology for that potential

so like two weeks ago i (i am the host) had a breakdown REALLY bad and it like put up a barrier or something, which we've had happen before but not for this long- everyone's been completely locked off from front, i've barely seen ANYONE else insys and i cannot get out of front no matter how hard i try

it feels like frontstuck but in a different font, this doesnt feel like normal frontstuck

i almost feel like the system is gone, or disappearing, or even wasn't there in the first place

i just dont know what to do, about that? i dont really know what im asking for here if im being honest, but if you have any thoughts or advice they'd be greatly appreciated

(thank you in advance for either your reply or just for reading this, whichever it may be /g)

Hi! We’re sorry to hear things have been kind of difficult for you/your system lately. We’re not quite sure what kind of advice we can offer you, but we can try!

It sounds like you’ve been under a lot of stress lately. For many systems (including our own!) lots of stress can disrupt system communication and make it harder to connect and interact with other members. For us, it takes time, grounding, and calming strategies in order to reach a point where things have settled down enough for us to interact with each other again.

So we’ll offer some things you can do that might help! Remember every system’s different, so what works for us may not work for you/y’all:

1 - if you’re spending a lot of time worrying about your system or questioning your plurality, stop. Take a step back. Try to focus on things that make you happy and try not to think about the rest of your headmates for a few days. It might initially feel like you’re abandoning your system by doing this… but that’s not actually the case! Prioritizing your own mental health and well-being is very important, and taking a step back from worrying about your system might be able to help you AND your headmates overall.

2 - learn some grounding techniques, and practice doing them even when you’re not overwhelmed. Making a habit of grounding yourself can make it easier for you to ground yourself when you’re feeling stressed! What works best for our system is REST - we wrote a post detailing this technique before!

Things that also help us are:

5-4-3-2-1: in the world around you, notice 5 things you can see, 4 things you can feel, 3 things you can hear, 2 (or just one) thing you can smell, and 1 thing you can taste. This helps center us in the real world and pull us away from overwhelming/snowballing emotions!

Something sharp: Eating a sour candy, holding a piece of ice, or finding some other sort of sharp/vibrant, non-harmful experience can work to “shock” us out of our spiral and help ground us in reality. We usually follow up a sharp experience with 5-4-3-2-1 to help solidify our awareness of the present moment!

Breathe: Noticing your breathing and counting breaths can really be helpful for calming down. We take deep breaths in through our nose for 4 seconds, then put with our mouth for 8. We repeat this for a few minutes until we feel a bit better. It can help clear our mind and stops us from unknowingly hyperventilating or taking lots of ragged/shallow breaths, which we’re prone to doing when we’re overwhelmed!

3 - meet your own needs. It may help bolster communication and help make it easier to contact your headmates if you are making sure to take proper care of yourself. We just wrote a little Check Up self care post which might help you in this regard - here it is!

4 - once you’ve managed to get yourself in a better place mentally, after taking a break from focusing on your system and instead focusing on meeting your own needs, maybe at that point try reestablishing contact with your headmates. Maybe you can try writing them letters, letting them know that you care about them and you’ve been thinking about them and filling them in with what’s been going on in your world. We have some parts who do this when they’re feeling disconnected from other members! You can also check out our post on establishing contact with headmates, which may have some useful tools to try out.

We’re sorry this got so long, but we hope that something here will be useful for you! We’re wishing you the very best with trying to reconnect with your system - going through something like this can definitely be scary, but we promise you’re not alone! Lots of systems encounter this sort of thing from time to time. Good luck with everything - we really do hope things get better for you soon!

🌷 Corrie and 💫 Parker

#long post #internal communication #grounding #self care #meeting your own needs #losing contact #we are struggling to figure out which tags are correct to use - sorry!

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armando-triplepapito · 7 months

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Camila being close to Marcela is so random, like how does it get to the point where your daughter is besties with her dad's former fiancé especially considering how things went down? 💀 And if she actually prefers Marcela over Betty that will be insane, I hope they don't go for that route. This is just lazy on the writer's part, why not have her be close to Armando's long lost sister? They could have introduced that character. Marcela for sure changed, at least I hope she did and healed and even married someone else tho I haven't heard anything about that.

It looks like Patricia and Nicolás definitely got together. And she is either pregnant or was at some point because people zoomed in on a portion of the script Lorna was holding on a IG story she shared and it said something about a pregnancy. Not sure how I feel about it. On the one hand, Gaitán must have had a good reason to avoid getting them together. I mean Patricia hardly changed her ways during the original run, but I've also heard that during the failed sequel, Ecomoda, the original plan was to bring Marcela and Patricia back at some point, but I don't know how accurate this is.

So far, I agree with you that this looks like a cash grab. It seems to me that AMO and JEA had wanted to do something together for years, but it didn't materialize until Betty was back on the table. This is why I hope that at least their chemistry is on point so at least this will be its saving grace, a couple of love scenes won't either, just putting it out there 🤭 But it there's tension between them since the beginning, and then Armando's memory loss plot is introduced, and we spend the rest of the episodes seeing Betty trying to make him fall in love with her again, probably there won't be as many romantic moments that truly reflect how their relationship has fared over time. Oh well, I'm not trying to get my hopes up, but I'm sure I will still be disappointed 😂 don't want to spread any negativity tho, you are such a sweetheart and don't want to spoil this for you if you are excited. Thank you for reading, have a good day 🌷

It’s so random!! I don’t even know how B&A even let that happen!! If I were Betty I would never let my child near Marcela! Yea maybe Marcela has matured and changed her ways but I would still be wary. Afterall you never know what an ex might do or say to your child just to get revenge on you. If I were Marcela I’d definitely tell Camila that her mom is a home-wrecker (even tho that’s not true) just to cause drama😗. They better not go with that route. If Camila ever chooses Marcela over Betty imma riot! If anything I would love to see Camila close with Armando’s sister afterall she was technically named after her! But I have low expectations from the writers😑

It’s been confirmed by Natalia Ramirez that Marcela is divorced. Tbh I kinda find this sad. I was hoping she found her Prince Charming especially after what she went through with Armando. Who knows tho, maybe a side plot of the sequel is Marcela falling in love! That would be lovely ❤️

One of my fav ships in ysblf is Patricia x Nicolás. So I’m kinda happy that they end up together! Tho I doubt she’ll be pregnant during the sequel cause isn’t Patricia in her mid 50s? Isn’t that too late to be pregnant? Maybe she was pregnant and has a kid! That would be exciting! Imagine Patricia with a kid? That’s a sight to see😂. Someone mentioned that Patricia would’ve been a bad mother but idk motherhood can change a person so maybe she changed for the better? It would be interesting if Patricia got pregnant by a rando and Nicolas stepped in and took care of them just like he said he would during ysblf. Tho I understand why they weren’t meant to be during ysblf. They were both fakes so obviously their relationship went no where but things would’ve been different if they restarted their relationship after ysblf afterall they would’ve known each other better.

Ooh my I wonder why they wanted to work together again ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°).

I’m so happy they’ve returned together! If there’s one thing that can save the sequel it would definitely be the chemistry between AMO and JEA. I hope we see something spicy in their office🤭 afterall we were robbed from one😭 I think what the writers are going for is for “new love” again. I for one would’ve also love to see how their love fared over time. One thing I’ve hated is how Armando couldn’t read Betty well in ysblf like the day she read the letter. I would’ve loved to see him understand how Betty feels and be able to communicate with her just by watching her. That’s something someone like Armando can only achieve over the years and if he gets amnesia then we’re gonna be robbed of this😭 Once he gets amnesia he’s going revert back to the person who can’t even read the room again. Tbh I’m scared to see asshole Armando again. I’m serious he better not even sniff another women or imma riot! I just hope the writers aren’t complete idiots.

Don’t worry I don’t think you’re spreading negativity or anything! One thing about me is that I love spoilers! You can tell me all the spoilers you want and I’ll eat them up. I like knowing everything before and while I’m watching a series. May be weird but it is what it is😂 hehe thanks for messaging me! I had fun! Have a great day🥰❤️

#ysblf #betty la fea #yo soy betty la fea #armando mendoza #beatriz pinzón solano

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