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One Time Thing || E. Landry

Summary: it had been 2 weeks sense you found out ethan was ghostface. You were avoiding him the whole time until he “confronted” you.

Authors note: thank you so much for the love on my last 2 post honestly was not expecting that <33 you guys r the best.<33 (Not proofread 2.1k words)

Warning: light spanking, kinda dirty talk, fingering, p in v (unprotected), public sex lowkey, creampie,

Both you and tara were heading out to a costume party she had been talking about it for weeks.You were excited too until you had found out that found out Ethan would be going too.

It had been 2 weeks since you found out ethan was one of the ghostface killers. It was eating you inside that you couldnt tell anyone. The day you found out he had threatened to kill your entire family.

Every time you would see the man your heart dropped, you would do everything just to not interact with him. If he was in the room and tried coming up to you, you instantly shut the conversation down and or tried to talk with someone else to seem distracted.

You could see he was growing frustrated but you still ranout from every attempt of interaction.

You could tell the others were noticing this too You turn around checking yourself out in the mirror as you fix your angel wings, just before you both leave.

“You ready y/n?” You hear tara from the living room ask.“Yeah im coming.” You grab your bag and walk out of your room and down to the front door.

You watch as tara grabs her things and follows you as you meet up with rest of your friends.At the party music Music boomed all around you as you walked towards the kitchen.

You grabbed a beer can from the cooler and opened it. You chugged the drink as if your depended on it.

You needed this night to let go all the pent up stress since that day with Ethan. You felt someone staring at you as you poured another shot for Tara, Mindy, and yourself. Yelling cheers as you drink, your faces turning sour after doing so.

You eyed a random guy that you thought was cute, you started dancing with him as he came over. As the song ended you were face to face with Ethan.

You flinched back before trying to walk pass him. Key word ‘try’ he’s hand grips your wrist tighter as you attempt to escape him. “Y/N lets talk please.”

Before you could respond he drags you into the small bedroom. “What the hell Ethan what’s wrong with you.” You say as he pins you up against the wooden door. His face strangely close with yours.

“Look we need to talk, and every time I try to you run away from me!” You could see the frustration in his eyes, it scared you to your core.

“How do you expect me to talk to you when you threaten me you’d kill my entire family if I told anyone.”

You say anger building up inside of you as you look into his stupid puppy dog eyes. “Why cant you see I’m trying to protect you!” Something in his eyes told you he was telling the truth.

“..how are you protecting me?”

You say confused, your heart beating rapidly anticipating his response. “My family if they know you know.. you’re dead. Despite what you think I.. like you a lot.” Your heart flutters at this.

Your eyes flutter from his down to his lips. You let out a gasp as he smashes his lips onto yours. You knew it was wrong what you felt for Ethan.

You also knew that if anyone of your friends found out they would be heartbroken. You knew they wouldn’t understand what you saw in him, but they didn’t see the way he looked at you with such love in his eyes.

Your tongues fight for dominance, Ethan ultimately winning the battle.

he viscously attacks your neck with his soft plushy lips. Low breathy moans along with whines leave your mouth as he leaves love bites against your collar bones.He lifts up your angel wings along taking off your bra and shirt.

Your hands grab his soft curly hair slightly tugging it. You let out loud moans as he tortured you with his sinful mouth on your chest. You whine as he stops his attack on your body.

“Be quiet, princess. I wouldn’t want stop right?” You nod your head yes, as you feel yourself grow wetter.

“Use your words princess” You screamed internally.

“Yes… please.. Ethan ill be.. quiet.” You say breathless. You hear him groan before returning to your chest. He leaves hickies trailing down to your mini white skirt. Your hand covers your mouth muffling the moan that slip from your lips.

He took off the mini skirt you were wearing, his head coming to the same level as you’re as his hand pushed against your pink panties. His thumb rubbed at your clit as his tongue pushed passed your lips without protest from you. Your lips were hungry against his. Your moans were captured into his mouth.

You felt your climax climbing hard and fast against his thumb. You moaned out begging for him not to stop. Your heart drops once you feel him pull away.

You were so close when Ethan ripped your orgasm away once he stopped. You whined asking him why.

“I tell you when you can cum okay, my sweet y/n you understand?” God was he always this hot? you said in your mind as you softly muttered ‘yes’ while nodding your head.

He continued rubbing at your clit only this time much slower.

“Please Ethan go.. faster” you say avoiding his gaze to embarrassed to look him in the eye.   “Only since you asked so nicely y/n” His eyes fulled with dominance as he spoke. You could only submit to all his demands he would ever ask of you.

You felt his hand holding your cheek so your eyes locked together before he kissed your lips sloppily, as he fasten his pace on your clit. Your hands wrapped around his neck pulling him impossibility closer.

You felt your hips involuntary thrust into his hand as you edged closer. “..please Ethan please let me…cum” You say so close to the euphoric feeling.

He shakes his head ‘no’ looking into his eyes you could see how much joy your pain was bringing him. You feel your eyes water as you try to hold back. You begged him you felt tears fall down to your chin.

You let out a cry before cumming against his thumb, eyes rolling to the back of your head. You laid your head on the wood door trying to catch your breath.

“—Im so sorry.. Ethan please” you begged, you saw the look in his eyes. The way he stared made you feel so helpless, defensive.

“God y/n you shouldve listen.” he said shaking his head with a smirk.

You knew you were fucked.

You let out a squeal as he picks you up effortlessly down to the twin size bed. He dropped you on the bed mashing you lips together, only separating for him to take off his shirt.

You stare in shock at his surprising toned muscles. He smirked down at you once the surprise worn off. He lips pressed against your jaw leaving hickeys just to show you were his.

Parting your lips slightly into a moan as he attacks your tits.

“So perfect and just for me.” He saids leaving love bites on one of them and massaging the other.

 “All..yours Ethan” you say as he sucks on your nipple rougher than before.

He stops momentarily taking off his pants, before flipping you on you stomach.

His hands harshly grabbed at your ass smacking it hard enough to leave a red mark. You let out a strangled moan as your hand comes up to muffle it.

His fingers tease your clit softly, groaning at the wetness that covered his fingers. “So wet all from me right y/n?” He saids lightly grabbing your tits with one hand.

“yes all from you.. fuck ethan“ your self dignity leaving you as the words leave your mouth.

You feel his cock slide between your pussy lips his tip rubbing at your clit.

Moans of pleads fall from your lips as he grabs your throat slightly choking you turning you on even more.

“please Ethan I need you now” your throat slightly strained from his grip on your throat.

You jaw falls open as his cock rams into your cunt. The moans that fall from your lips were straight pornographic, feeling absolute bliss from his cock.

‘So tight fuck’ you hear him mumble fucking into you even faster.

Your hands try to feel any part of him ultimately finding purchase on his toned shoulders. Your eyes rolling back as his releases his grip on your throat grabbing on to your hair instead.

You feel his cock slamming against your cervix making you moan louder and louder. You pray there is no one outside the door, knowing that if someone was there they would hear you loud and clear.

He tugs slightly on your hair feeling your walls clench around him. He lets out a groan next to your ear as you meet with his thrust, his cock hitting the deepest parts inside of you.

“Doing so good y/n god feel so good… drunk on my cock.” You nod you head at his words barely understand what he is saying. His raspy voice going straight to your cunt.

You let out a higher pitched moan as he slaps your ass again. You can feel drool fall down on your chin as his thrust get rougher and deeper.

“Ethan fuck oh my.. god so close.. please please ethan.” Your fingers dig into his shoulders as you edge closer

“Me too holy shit.. taking me so good” You can feel his thrust get sloppier. He removes his hand from on your hair, now having both of his hand resting on your hips.

“Please let me.. cum Ethan.” You saying as tears form in your eyes as you wait for his response.

‘Fuck, cum for me y/n’ he saids his voice fills your brain like a drug. God why was he just so perfect.

“Ethan ethan..fuck..ethan”Your walls clench around his cock as you cum letting out muffled moans as you rest your head against the bed cover.

Fisting the bed sheets with your hands, as oversimulation hits while his cock is still ramming into you.

Hearing a loud grunt come from his lips, you let out cry as his body slumps onto yours as he finishes inside you. You can feel his slick white cum mix with yours as it dripped down your thigh.

Groaning at the feeling your body breaks falling on the bed. All that fills the room is the heavy breathing of both of you. Feeling his body slump next to you, turning around you play with his soft curls.

“I think i love you y/n” you flinch at the loud pounding on the door. You hear Chads voice through the door calling for ethan to come out. Fuck, you mutter under your breath feeling annoyed at chad.

“Ill be there in a minute.” Ethan said breaking eye contact with you as he quickly got out of the bed reaching for his clothes.

You quickly follow his lead grabbing your clothes ignoring what ethan had just said to you. Once you both look at each other fixing any little mistakes you had over looked.

Opening the door you both avoid eye contact with chad feeling embarrassed. You slowly separate from ethan walking towards Mindy, Tara, Anika and sam?

When did sam get here you say internally, before get dragged by Mindy telling you the “rules” of horror movies and how suspicious ethan is.

“Mindy its fine! I swear its just a one time thing. Just have some trust in me.” You say knowing that you were lying straight to her face.

You felt bad but he was just was so perfect it didn’t matter. You walked out of the dorm with everyone else, you avoided eye contact with ethan as you walked to tara and sams apartment.

You saw chad and ethan talking once you started walking. You felt nervous the whole walk. Were they talking about you? I mean he did say he loved you but that was just right after he came no way he meant it right?

God why were relationships so hard.

#ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry smut #smut with feelings #scream #scream iv #not proofread #ethan is such a dom here #i love this man so much not even funny

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ccbunnv · 2 months

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idk how these ask thingys work, so bare with

i was thinking of a bill and tom x fem!reader who both share an interest with her and take her to a hotel room, kinda based on Reden?

Could u do it with Bill n Tom when they were both 19? tysm <33 🤍🎀

i daydream abt this sometimes >.<!!

˖°🦇ִ ࣪𖤐 kaulitz twins x fem! reader smut

"are you sure I should do this?" you ask your friend nervously, playing with the hem of your bebe shirt.

"duh!" your friend replies enthusiastically, "they gave you the room number, what else?!"

"I'm not sure," you sigh, "I'm not a groupie and all that, I..."

"just a night won't deem you as a groupie, y/n," she sighs, pushing you over to the lobby door, "c'mon, it'll be fun!"

well, you won't deny the excitement in your heart. you purse your lips before mumbling, "okay, fine! I'll do it!"

"atta girl!" she cheers, "okay, hold on a minute..."

she reaches into her purse and pulls out a lip gloss, and an atomizer with her favourite perfume. she says softly, "pucker up..."

you do so, and she helps you apply the lip gloss. then, you press your lips together to spread the gloss better. she then sprays the perfume all over you, making you cough.

she looks around you for a little bit, before snapping her fingers and handing you a hair tie. she says, "tie your hair up."

"what? why?" you ask, clearly confused.

"it's more sexy that way!" she giggles, "just do as I say!"

you sigh and do so, pulling your hair back and tying it up. you leave your bangs aside to avoid looking like an egg, clearly you wouldn't want to look like that when you're meeting your idols.

she squeals excitedly and says, "go! tell me how it was, okay?!"

you inhale and exhale, before entering the hotel. the inside is lavish, filled with ceramic pots that look like it could cost you an arm and a leg, decorated with faux flowers.

your feet take you to the reception counter, and with almost zero confidence in your voice, you ask, "hi, um, do you know where room 483 is?"

"hm? oh, yeah. it's to your left, down the hallway and take the elevator to the eleventh floor." the receptionist answers with a smile.

you nod your head as a form of thanks before following her directions to the room. you reach the elevator and press the eleventh floor.

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it takes you a little while, but you soon reach. standing before the oak wood door with the numbers '483' hanging there, menacingly, your heart quickens its beats.

there's light seeping through the gap of the door, so there should be someone inside...hopefully. swallowing your anxiety, you ring the door bell to the room.

"Bill! Geh und hol die Tür! (Bill! go get the door!)" a muffled voice calls out from the other side.

"Du bist näher an der Tür, Idiot! (you're closer to the door, idiot!)" another refutes.

"Ja, aber ich bin gerade erst aus der Dusche gekommen! Ich kann die Tür nicht öffnen, während ich nur ein Handtuch um die Hüfte trage, oder? (Yeah, but I just got out of the shower! I can't open the door with just a towel around my waist, can I?)" the voice scowls.

"Du hattest vor ein paar Monaten kein Problem damit! (You had no problem with it a few months ago!)" the other one grumbles before opening the door with a huff.

upon seeing you, his face drops from an annoyed on to a smirk. he mumbles, "well, well, look what we have here."

his eyes scan you up and down, making you feel a tad bit bashful. his eyes settle on the cleavage that's exposed by your v-neck shirt, and he giggles.

"Tom! Sieh dir das an… (Tom! come look...)" he says aloud.

"Was? ist es ein Groupie? deins oder meins? (What? is it a groupie? yours or mine?)" Tom says, walking over with a lousily worn baggy shirt and a pair of sweatpants. upon seeing you, his face turns into a smirk just like his twin's.

his tongue plays with the cold steel piercing on his bottom lip, his eyes studying your body. he eventually says, "you wanna come in?"

"uh, sure!" you respond, trudging in after Tom. Bill shuts the door and locks it once you enter.

"so, uh..." you look around the room. it's relatively messy, but it's not like you mind it.

"sit, sit." Bill says softly, sitting onto one of the two beds and patting the spot beside him.

"you want something to drink?" Tom asks as you sit next to Bill.

"um...what is there?" you ask apprehensively.

"cola, sprite, the works...there's wine, if you drink." he grins.

"oh, I'll just take a cola..." you say quietly.

he reaches into the minibar refrigerator and brings out a can of cold cola, opening the tab and pouring you a glass.

you take the glass when he hands it to you, and drink it down. the carbonation fizzes in your throat as it grows awkwardly silent.

"so, what's your name?" Tom asks, sitting on his bed.

"it's y/n, uh...y/n l/n." you smile at them.

Bill chuckles, "aren't you cute?"

"don't scare her, Bill." Tom snickers, "I suppose you already know us?"

"um, yeah!" you laugh a little.

"so, y/n, what do you think about our concert today?" Bill asks softly, "was it fun?"

"yeah! it's actually my first concert, I'm glad I got to come..." you respond as he stands and sits next to Tom.

"oh, we're stoked to be the first band concert you attend." Tom says with his signature smile. you can't help but grow shy.

"so, do you have a favourite song?" Bill asks softly.

"I like Reden." you say, shrugging.

"it's a fan favourite isn't it?" Tom chimes, looking over at Bill.

Bill grins and says, "well of course it is."

Tom turns his head back at you and it takes him a while before asking, "do you have a favourite member?"

"me...member?" you repeat.

"yeah. among the four of us, who do you like the most?" Bill explains.

"I guess, um..." you look at your thighs, your hands turning the cold glass of cola in your hands.

"is it Gustav?" Tom asks, and you shake your head no.

"Georg?" Bill follows up, and you respond with a head shake as well.

"hm..." they smirk, "well it's either one of us."

you keep silent, not knowing what to say.

"come on, don't be shy." Bill says softly, walking over to you and tilting your head upwards, "it's okay, I know Tom can deal with a rejection."

"what makes you think you're her favourite, huh?" Tom comments snarkily, sitting next to you and bringing an arm protectively around your waist.

"well it's up for her to decide." Bill grumbles, "who do you like the most?"

"I don't know..." you finally reply after a little while, "I like both of you...?"

this renders them silent, before Bill finally cracks up. as he wipes away his tears of laughter, he says, "we were just playing with you, y/n! it's okay."

Tom sighs and pats your head, while Bill looks around. he then snaps his fingers, "hey, how about we play a game?"

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"uh..." you bite your lower lip as you think of an answer to the question the twins thought up of.

the game went like this: they gave a question and if you couldn't answer, you had to strip a piece of your clothing.

you had taken off your bracelets, your kandi, your socks...almost everything off. now you're left in your bra and panties.

Tom and Bill on the other hand...Tom had his shirt taken off and Bill had both his jacket and shirt off.

"three," Bill starts a countdown, his voice nonchalant.

"two..." Tom continues, staring at you up and down.

"one!" Bill cheers, "take off one thing."

you blush, panicking rather silently on the inside.

"c'mon, don't be a quitter." Bill giggles, sitting upright.

you think of a way to maneuver your way around the consenquences, and you eventually succeed in doing so. you take off the hair tie keeping your hair in a high ponytail, letting it fall onto your shoulder.

"hey! that doesn't count!" Bill huffs.

"it does! it's a piece of my clothing!" you chime playfully.

"hey, how about instead of clothes, it's a kiss instead?" Tom asks, smiling, "everytime you can't answer, you have to give us a kiss."

you narrow your eyes at Tom and he shrugs, smiling. thinking about it, a kiss is better than stripping bare, so you nod in agreement.

"alright then, next question!" Bill says, "y/n, do you have a favourite subject?"

absolutely not. you cannot answer this because truth is, there is not one single subject you like other than after school. you find yourself unable to answer the question.

the countdown begins again, this time much faster than the last. Bill cheers, "you didn't answer! now you have to give one of us a kiss."

"on the cheek?" you ask nervously.

"on the lips." Tom chides.

you bite your lower lip, wondering if you should do it or not. positive side is that, these are your idols and you'd definitely kiss them. negative side is that, you have no kissing experience.

so you decide to stomach your shame and crawl over to Bill. you lean in close and give him a quick peck to his lips, which makes both twins pause in their spots.

they never actually thought you'd do it. after all, you were so shy around them, it was probably a 20% chance of you thinking about kissing them and a 10% chance of actually kissing them.

as you pull away shyly, Bill's hand grips your forearm and he, with a dangerous glint in his eyes, says with a smile, "that can't be all."

he stands and pushes you against his bed, and your stomach churns as you realise what's about to happen. you feel a familiar sensation in your lower abdomen, your body shaking with excitement.

Tom snickers and says, "you don't mind me joining in, right?"

you stammer, "y...you? two of you? I don't think I can..."

"oh, hush." Bill smirks, lying down next to you on his side, "you'll do perfect, I know you will."

he slowly presses the pad of his thumb against your cunt, feeling it seep through the fabric of your panties. he leans down and captures your lips in a soft, comforting kiss.

Tom's hand reaches in and they wrap themselves around your soft, plush thighs, spreading them open to reveal the wetness in between.

"eager." he comments, licking his lips. this draws a blush to your cheeks, your mind twisting and turning with embarrassment as he says so.

you really felt dirty from how easily you were letting them fuck you, but c'mon, who wouldn't?

Bill removes his hand from your pussy, and with a swift tug, he somehow managed to unclip your bra and tear it off your body. he doesn't even hesitate in throwing it on the floor.

the cold air stiffens your sensitized nipples, and without warning, Bill wraps his lips around one of them, his tongue brushing against the bud while his other hand draws circles around your areola.

you whimper softly while you feel Tom tug your panties off. before you know it, he had gotten in between your legs and delved straight into your cunt like a man starved.

his tongue delves into your entrance, his nose nuzzling into your cunny, eliciting a moan from you. he ate you out like he had been depraved for so, so long.

his hands grip your thighs, digging into the flesh and leaving dark red, crescent-shaped marks onto your skin. he pulls away from your entrance, a string of your nectar and his saliva connecting his tongue to your hole.

his eyes stare upwards at you, and your breath hitches. he dips back in between your thighs and wraps his lips around your clit, suckling on it and pressing his tongue against it.

you gasp and reach down, grabbing his dreads that was pulled up into a ponytail...but without his usual cap and headband. meanwhile, Bill had his attention focused entirely on your tits.

he's an ass person, no doubt, and as much as he'd love to fondle that butt of yours, your breasts just looked too good to not be pampered.

his tongue presses against your nipple, while his other hand squeezes the bud and tugs on it, which just makes you confused from the pleasure. it's just your tits, so why the fuck do you feel so good?

the contrast of the cold hotel room and the warmth of his mouth was making you dizzy. plus the fact that Tom was eating you out like an all you can eat buffet just made you feel overstimulated.

your legs trembling as you grip the bedsheets harder, your head tilting backwards and your back arching off the bed was a tell-tale sign that you were about to cum.

Tom moans in satisfaction, sending a vibration of pleasure coursing through your veins. you buck your hips upwards, trying to get more but he settles you down via pulling them back down against the bed.

Bill leaves your nipples alone, grinning as he sees them all puffy and wet with his saliva. his teeth begin to nip at your breast, his hand groping your other breast and squeezing it.

he bites and licks, sucking on your flesh until it left a fresh purple bruise there. he seems so proud of his work that he decides to leave a couple more on your tits.

Tom's tongue finds its way back into your pussy and that was the last straw. you let a string of whines leave your lips as you squirm around in his stern grip, your orgasm washing over you while he drinks up every last drop you could offer.

once you had come down from your high, the twins pull away from you. just when you thought it's over, they prove you wrong. they begin to undress, agonizingly slowly.

you can't handle another minute more, but they seem to enjoy teasing you. they finish with taking off the basics, but you're too impatient for them to take their underwear off.

you quickly scramble to sit upright, facing the tents in their boxers. the saliva accumulating in your mouth is quickly swallowed down while you processed the sheer size of their restricted cocks.

Tom had a toned body, fit with a slim waist, broad shoulders, and a happy trail that lead down to the treasure within his underwear. Bill on the other hand, he was more lean but god, that v-line could kill.

you know for a fact someone would be paying to be in your place for even a second right now. Tom grabs ahold of you and spins you onto your tummy, making sure you're in a comfortable position. you watch tentatively as Bill slides his thumb into the rim of his boxers, his hands pressing against the front while he shimmies the underwear off his hips in an agonisingly slow motion.

you can't help it anymore. you needed it, and badly.

Bill's dick juts out of his boxers, hard and leaking with pre cum. each vein crawls to his tip, glossy with his own arousal. your tongue finds it place on the underside of his shaft, licking upwards kittenishly which elicits an erotic moan from the back of his throat.

you soon feel something hard press against your lower back, in between your ass. it slowly glides up and down, and a soft groan exits from behind you. you crane your head slightly to find Tom's dick already out of his calvin klein, and him teasing himself on your skin.

you swallow thickly, wondering if you could take him in. but you digress and move your attention back onto the leaking cock right in front of your face. you lick your lips to wet it, before propping yourself on your hands and knees.

Bill's hand ventures to your hand and he whispers, "alright, you ready, good girl?"

you nod, excited yet anxious. he prods the tip of his cock against your lips, drawing it along the slit. slowly, he pushes only the tip in, just for a little taste.

you press your tongue against his manhood, licking upwards and pulling away just to suck on it briefly. you look up at him, expecting praise, but the expression on his face is enough for your own warmth to pool into your lower abdomen.

he hisses, his perfectly manicured hand running through your hair before settling on the back of your head. before you had a chance to retaliate, he shoved his dick into your mouth.

the head of his cock hits the back of your throat and it makes you gag, your throat convulsing. he only moans louder, throwing his head back. your moans and pants send vibrations along his veins that simply bring him more pleasure.

slowly, he pulls back and thrusts it back in once more. your tongue lies dormant on the bottom of your mouth while he fucks your face, finding pleasure in seeing your eyes roll back.

but you're quickly brought back to reality when you feel something enter you. you were so wet, Tom didn't need any extra lubrication to simply shove it in.

a moan tears through your throat, which in turn makes Bill grunt in delight. you feel something in your stomach, a hardened tip prodding at your womb whilst it enters and exits as it wills.

the sound of wet skin slapping against eachother is doubled as Tom fucks you from the back, enjoying the image of your ass shake as he thrusts into you roughly.

you can't keep up with the pace, your hands are growing sore, and you're sure you're sinking into the bed. your body feels hot and your heart thunders within your chest. your jaw aches from Bill continuously fucking it with his girthy length...

you've never really taken into account on how big they could be. was it even human at this point?

well, whatever. who cares, right...?

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it's been three hours. condoms litter the floor but the twins have yet to be tired out. your body is sticky with both their and your fluids, and you've lost count at how many times you've cum already.

the bed sheets below are absolutely soaked, but the twins don't even care about that. your hands wrap around Tom's cock and lazily, you stroke him up and down. the gloss of your cum and his mixed together froths at his base, creating a white circle.

you swallow thickly as your hands loses its rhythms from Bill's fervent fucking into your spent pussy. your cunt ached from how much it was being stretched, and you were sure that your insides had already memorised each and every vein of the twins' cocks.

Tom hisses and grasps your head, pulling it back so you can face him. his face holds a devilish grin as he asks, "keep going, pretty girl."

you seal your lips and continue your handjob, but once more, it loses rhythm as Bill hits a spot within you. Tom sighs softly, slowly combing your hair back and reaching it to push back the wet strands that stick to your face.

"again, go on." he says with a smirk.

Bill snickers and you jolt awake when you feel his hand smack against your already red ass. the pain is short-lived, and what follows up is a warm pleasure on your skin.

you continue stroking Tom while Bill fucks you, and your hands grow frantic as you near your own climax. your hips jolt and your insides squeeze Bill, as if milking him for his own cum.

"relax girl...we're on our last condom. don't wanna break it now, hm?" he jeers at you, but you're too fucked out to give a damn.

you whine softly, swaying your hips left and right for him. he only laughs and spanks you once more, and a groan leaves your kiss-bitten, red lips.

Tom tilts his head back, his own groans and grunts growing louder by the minute as he nears his orgasm. his cock twitches in your hands, his chest heaving up and down fervently. his arms flex while he grips the blanket, about to accept his climax.

you're close yourself too, the motion of your hands tell you that much. your spine curves, as if welcoming Bill for a deeper position as if he wasn't already balls-deep inside you already.

your insides squeeze him as much as you can, your thighs tremble as it grows stickier from the juices that leak out of your cunt.

Bill moans softly as he nears his own. each thrust of his hips only grows even more frantic while he fucks deeper into you, as if desperate to get you pregnant.

his hands grip your ass even tighter, his teeth grinding against eachother as his pretty black eyeliner run down his gorgeous, pleasure-filled face. it's almost unfair how hot he is.

with a loud scream, you ride out your final orgasm as Bill's ragged thrusting brings you to a pleasure so intense that your entire vision blackens. white spots slowly appear and it's a short while before you finally regain your senses.

by the time you did, Tom had already came. ropes of his thick cum leaks out of his tip, slowly running down his cock and in between the seams of your fingers. the viscous liquid covers his dick in a sheer gloss.

you feel Bill pulling out with you and he sighs tiredly, pulling the condom off his dick slowly so it doesn't spill everywhere. your legs wobble before you completely fall, but Tom's there to catch you.

he pulls you into his arms and his voice coos gently, "that's a good girl...mhm, it felt good?"

you nod tiredly.

Bill smiles as he ties the condom, and throws it onto the carpeted floor for the maid tomorrow morning to clean. he climbs next to Tom and slowly, he strokes your thighs in hopes of soothing them.

you're exhausted, you can barely even support your head upwards for even a minute. Tom's smile is just like Bill's as he supports your head for you. he kisses your forehead, "just go to sleep, pretty girl."

"don't worry," Bill adds, "we'll be here till you wake."

and with their softspoke words, a sort of warmth courses through you and before you even know it, you've passed out in Tom's arms.

#tokio hotel #y2k #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x y/n #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz smut #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel fanfic

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allmoshnobrain · 2 months

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𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

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I could feel his heart tapping against my fingertips, a bit quicker now, a subtle blush coloring his cheeks. His blonde eyelashes looked almost see-through in the sunlight, his blue eyes sparkling and locked onto mine, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. I brought my hands up to his face, running my fingers over it slowly. He let out a sigh, lightly shutting his eyes like he'd been waiting for my touch his whole life.

✦ on this chapter: dave mustaine x female!oc, james hetfield x female! oc, oc is cliff's cousin, +18, language, slice of life, angst, romance

✦ a/n: Hi, everyone! I posted this chapter a little later than usual because I was too busy today, but it's here! Sorry for the delay. Also, some of you may have already seen this, but: I missed writing about Dave and Nore happy together a lot these last few days, so I posted a small extra chapter set somewhere between chapters 16 and 17 for all my Dave and Nore enjoyers 🖤 You can read it here. Hope you liked reading, feedback is welcome!

✧ you don't have to leave, you could just stay here, with me / forget all the party police, we could find comfort in debauchery ✧

“I should've been there with you,” James's voice, annoyed and concerned, crackled through the phone pressed to my ear. “You shouldn't have dealt with this on your own. I should've been right there beside you.”

“James, it's alright,” I mumbled, sparking a cigarette, propping myself against the payphone stand. It was late afternoon, and I’d dialed James to tell him all about my disastrous mission in Los Angeles. If I wasn't in tears at the moment, it was only because I'd already exhausted my supply in the hours before.

“Of course, it's not okay!” he burst out, matching my frustration. “Did you check with the neighbors? Wasn't there some dude you knew living downstairs?”

“Yeah, Ellefson. He bailed too. Apparently, they moved out together last week. Left no trace for anyone to follow,” I finished the sentence with a tremor in my voice, eyes burning with fresh tears, but I wasn't going to break down now. Not while James was on the line, his concern clear in every word he spoke.

“Fuck. What a mess,” he muttered. “Hey, it's gonna be alright. I think I've got his mom's address; I can try reaching out to her. We'll find him, Nore.”

“Thanks, James,” I said, feeling a bit better knowing that even if the day had turned to crap, he still had my back.

“I'm sorry about all this Pat shit. Had no clue she'd pull a stunt like that.”

“It's fine…”

“No, Nore, it's not. You know, you said the right thing to her. I never want to see that girl again. But I can hop over to Los Angeles if it means making her apologize to you,” he declared, his voice carrying a slightly menacing edge that hinted he might have wanted to go beyond a simple apology.

“James, you really don't have to do that. It'd be just playing into her drama,” I let out a heavy sigh. “All I want is to find Dave and sort this mess out once and for all.”

“We'll track him down, Nore. I promise. Everything's gonna be fine,” James tried to assure me, and I managed a small smile. There was something kinda sweet about how he was going all out to cheer me up, genuinely putting in the effort to help me out, just because it'd make me happy.

James was just impossible not to like.

“I know, Jamie,” I replied, letting the warmth of my smile show in my voice. “Thank you.”

The rest of February breezed by quickly; I suddenly realized that the one-year anniversary of my move to San Francisco had quietly passed. It seemed pretty wild how everything that had unfolded in the last few months had managed to cram into a year, shaping me in more ways than I could express. It was like I'd been a part of the boys’ life forever, like I couldn’t quite picture who I was without them in the frame.

March rolled in, bringing the end of winter closer and closer. As the days lit up and warmed, James and I kept our long-distance communication going. The phone calls from San Francisco to Long Beach, initially a bit spaced out, soon became almost a daily ritual, and I found myself eagerly anticipating those moments in an entirely new way. Sweet words of affection began to find their way into our conversations more frequently. I had to admit, I missed James more than I'd care to confess — not just the tour moments but also his touch, the sound of his voice and laughter, the blue in his eyes, and even the warmth of his kisses and the feel of his body against mine.

Being back at my parents' house had its perks: with no job on my plate and studies yet to kick in, I found myself drowning in free time. I dedicated most of it to diving into my studies and building up a solid portfolio in visual arts, gearing up for the application grind at the San Francisco Art Institute. The prospect of being in the same city as Cliff and the guys again had me stoked, but in a genuinely good way — I could barely contain my excitement for things to click into place.

Another thing gobbling up my time was my newfound camaraderie with Charlotte, one of my old high school friends. She’d been pouring her heart into her debut starring role in a theatre play, and I'd been chipping in as an unofficial production assistant, giving me a reason to hang out with her and break free from my parents’ house for a bit. On a bright Wednesday morning, the moment I stepped into the auditorium where the theater troupe was fine-tuning their craft, Charlotte threw me a curveball with an unexpected ask.

“Nore!” she squealed with excitement upon spotting me, rushing over and grabbing my hands in hers. Her green eyes looked almost teary, and her lips formed a small pout. “Thank goodness you're here. Everything's going haywire today, and I'm not sure if we can sort it out!”

“What’s going on, Charlie?” I inquired, intrigued, as I shrugged off my jacket, tossing it onto one of the chairs in the vacant audience area. “Did the dressing room light decide to bail on us again? You know I'm useless with those things.”

“Of course not!” she retorted, indignant, and I released a low chuckle.

“Just pulling your leg. What's up?”

“I need you to act in the play.”

I blinked, puzzled, furrowing my brow as I crossed my arms.

“You... Hold on, what? Charlie, the play is in two weeks.”

“I know!” she sighed, slumping into one of the chairs, defeated. “Why do you think I'm so desperate? One of the actresses can't perform anymore. And now the director wants to cancel the play because we won't be able to find a replacement on time!”

“And you want me to step in.”

“Yeah!”

“In a play that's premiering in fifteen days?”

“Nore, you've always been fantastic in our school's Drama Club…”

“No way, Charlie! How am I supposed to pull that off?”

“Nore, please, please, please?” she clasped my hand in hers, her eyes pleading. “It's my first lead role, I've been rehearsing for months! I promise to help you with the lines, I'll do anything!”

I sighed, resigned.

“Fine. But you owe me one,” I replied, and she let out an excited squeal before hugging me.

“Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you! You won't regret it, I promise!”

Well, she was right — I didn't regret it. Actually, practicing for the play turned out to be a lot more fun than I thought. Plus, scoring some free tickets to hand out to my friends and family made me care a bit less about the crazy deadline to cram all those lines into my brain. Charlie and I basically lived in that auditorium for the next few days; I'd roll in there in the morning and wouldn't bail until way into the evening.

When Saturday rolled around, I decided to escape to San Francisco. Stuff for the band was picking up speed after those European shows. After snagging a deal to record the second album at a studio in Denmark, the guys figured a bash was in order to toast to the good news, and obviously, I had to be there. I arranged with my parents to spend the weekend over at Cliff's place with the boys. Luckily, they had some San Francisco business on the horizon, and agreed to drop by and give me a ride back to Long Beach when it was time to head back home.

I let out a sigh as I hit the old house where I used to live with Cliff, Dave, James, and Lars. It was like nothing had changed, memories still stuck in every nook and cranny; the first chats with the guys, James getting less shy as we got tighter, my first kiss with Dave, the first time we slept together, drinking together, smoking together, laughing together, loving together. And it stung, a sharp and dry ache deep in my chest, with the gut feeling that things would never, ever be the same again.

I mixed with the crowd, strolling into the living room; the first familiar face I bumped into was James', whose eyes lit up seeing me, a grin breaking out. He hustled over, grabbing my face and planting a surprise kiss on my lips, leaving me gasping, my face heating up in a flash.

“James!” I blurted out, pupils dilated in shock as I took a step back.

“My bad. Was that a no-go?” he mumbled, a persistent grin suggesting he had no regrets about the kiss. “Just damn happy you showed up.”

“I’m happy to be here too,” I whispered, my face still warm from his gentle touch.

“Geez, you two are such a clingy couple,” Cliff chimed in, coming over. I blushed, pulling James's hands off my face and avoiding eye contact.

“We're not a couple, Cliff,” I muttered, voice low, his comment knotting something strange and uncomfortable in my chest. “Excuse me, I need a drink,” I spun around, heading for the kitchen.

“Nore, hold up,” Cliff tagged along, standing by my side as I raided the fridge for a beer. “What was that just now?”

“Nothing,” I grunted, popping the kitchen door open and stepping into the backyard. Cliff sighed but joined me, leaning against the porch railing.

“Nothing? Seriously? You're not gonna start keeping secrets from me now, after 19 years?” he came closer, tilting his head to be right in my line of sight, impossible to ignore. I sighed, rolling my eyes at his persistence. “Hey. You and James weren't, like, a thing or something?”

“It's not like that,” I grumbled. “It's just... There's just too much going on, Cliff...”

I told him everything then: how James and I had decided to give in to our feelings during the tour, how I’d tried to find Dave after coming back, how everything went wrong, and now I had no clue where he was. And maybe involving James in all this was a mistake because, frankly, with each passing day, I found myself liking him more while still stuck on my feelings for Dave.

“Well, that sucks,” he remarked after I spilled my story, prompting a nervous little laugh from me. “So, you do like James, then?”

“Of course I like him,” I replied, with a resigned sigh.

“You like him, and yet you were upset because he kissed you just now?” he pressed on, and I rolled my eyes.

“Cliff, it's not that simple…”

"No, I get it ain't," he said, sparking up a joint, taking a slow drag before locking eyes with me, dead serious. "I get you still love Dave. I get you're on this quest to find him, and I'm betting it's gonna happen, Nore. You and him, you'll cross paths again 'cause I know you're head over heels for the guy. I'm pretty damn sure you two will work things out. But..." He hesitated, and I shot him a puzzled look. Cliff usually had his words lined up tight. It wasn’t like him to be unsure about anything.

"But?" I prodded, curious. He let out a sigh.

"But things are changing at warp speed for us, Nore," He handed over the joint, and I grabbed it, taking a slow drag. "We're growing up, for crying out loud. I mean, we're about to cut an album in Europe, can you believe that? A year ago, who would've thought? Things are moving quick, do you really wanna skip the chance to catch some happiness along the way? You don't know when you'll stumble upon Dave. No idea how long it'll take to straighten things out with him. Are you gonna keep dodging happiness till then?"

"Cliff, what are you getting at?"

"What I'm getting at, and I can't believe I'm saying this, but fine, what I mean is maybe you should quit fighting what you feel for James. I mean, you liked him before, but let's be real, you rolled back from Europe completely in love with him, didn't you?"

In love. Those words set my face on fire, my heart doing a marathon, and a zillion butterflies doing somersaults in my stomach. My first instinct was to argue with Cliff, but deep down, he wasn't totally off, was he? If I already had a soft spot for James before, now it was more like a full-blown obsession. It felt like a hunger, like I needed him to fill some kind of void inside of me. And somehow, this crazy feeling coexisted with the love I held for Dave, for the empty space he’d left behind. Everything was so damn new that I could barely wrap my head around it, let alone figure out how to handle it.

"I'm not in love with him," I mumbled weakly, and Cliff chuckled, giving me a shoulder hug.

"You're a lousy liar, you know that?" he said, and I rolled my eyes.

"Hey," a familiar voice called, and I glanced up, blushing when I locked eyes with James, propped against the door frame with a beer in hand. "Nore, everything cool?"

"I'm gonna find Lea," Cliff announced, sidestepping and shooting me a suggestive look before leaving me solo with James. I watched him saunter away, feeling my face heat up, and then turned my attention to James, his blue eyes zeroed in on mine.

"You alright? Sorry about that kiss earlier. Didn't mean to upset you," he said, his voice low, stepping close enough for me to sense the heat of his body. His attentive eyes studied my face, as if trying to decode my feelings from my expression. I sighed, my heart racing in a totally new rhythm when he gently cupped my face, resting my hands on his chest as he leaned in.

"James," I murmured, my voice shaking, almost like I was saying his name for the first time. He gave me a slight smile, his gaze zeroing in on my slightly parted lips with poorly disguised desire.

"What?"

"I don't want you thinking I'm here with you just 'cause I haven't tracked down Dave yet."

"I'd never think that," he whispered, edging even closer.

"James," I murmured again, almost like a prayer, and the way I said his name seemed to light up something hungry in him. He yanked me closer, his mouth crashing onto mine with a deep, needy moan. I sighed, trembling, my fingers tangling in his hair as I surrendered to his kiss, the dawning realization that I couldn't resist him any longer.

Actually, that I didn't want to.

He backed off, peppering soft kisses on my lips before resting his forehead against mine. His hands clung to my waist, tugging me close enough for our bodies to touch.

"I think we should head to my room," he murmured, flashing a smile. I chuckled softly, throwing my arms around his neck, and pulled him into another kiss.

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deathbxnny · 11 months

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I love your works and I always look forward to your next posts! English isn't my first language so excuse me for the incorrect grammar🙏 I saw your requests were open and I was very happy, I think this is the first time I'm requesting something on here \(0v0)/

I want to request for honkai star rail(my new favorite game)

imagine if the reader was just sad. That's it just sad you know? And tge reader also doesn't really feel comfortable showing emotions and they would rather bottle up it up until they are alone to cry or let it out how would honkai star rail characters comfort or try to get the reader to be emotional with them?

It would be nice if you could include Welt, Blade, Gepard, and Sampo feel free to replace any of these characters I don't mind any♥️

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A/N: Hello! I'm happy to hear, that you love love my work and thank you for your request! I like the concept alot! I replaced Sampo with Dan Heng however, because I've been wanting to write for him again lately. I hope that was really alright and that you'll enjoy this!<33

Content: Angst, fluff, hurt/comfort(kinda), established relationships, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not fully proofread!))

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》Welt Yang

Welt notices your shift in mood pretty fast and would at first give you some space. He knows how it feels like and doesn't want to overwhelm you with questions immideatly. Instead, he let's you come to him when he knows your ready. He tells you often, that he'll always be there for you and he meant it.

So, when he knows the time is right and you come shuffling over to him, he let's you relax into his embrace and hugs you close with reassuring and affectionate words. He won't press you to speak on what the issue is, but if you chose to do so, then he'll listen intently and work through your emotions with you. He'll never let you go through it alone.

In the end, he'll showr you with endless gentle love and affection, whilst spoiling you with things he knows will cheer you up. He'll even clear up his usually busy schedule to do whatever you want with him for as long as you need him to. He wants you to be happy after all.

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》Blade

Blade is very emotionally unavailable and has a hard time processing his feelings too, so he probably wouldn't notice how sad you are lately at first. And it's not because he doesn't care, but it's rather because he always found emotions to be a weakness, before he met you. You finally made him feel something.

And so, when he finally notices how you've been bottling up all your issues and crying yourself to sleep, he confronts you directly about it. He's worried deep down, even if he comes off as harsh and you know that he means well. But after hiding your emotions for so long, all you can manage as a response, is you hugging him tightly and sobbing into his arms.

He freezes up for a moment in surprise, but eventually begins rubbing your back and just letting you rant about all that's been troubling you lately. He refrains from offering to get rid of the people, who've been causing you issues for now though. He'll instead offer to spend more time with you and spoils you with things he knows you like. He is doing his best for you and hopes you can see his efforts.

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》Dan Heng

Dan Heng is not very in tune with his emotions either, but he has a basic understanding on what to do. He also notices pretty easily, when you start feeling very sad and begin to bottle up your emotions. At first, he thinks giving you space is the best approach to this, until he realises that you are just getting worse through it.

And so, he gently confronts you about your emotions by pulling you close and coaxing your troubles out of you with gentle and reassuring words. He'll listen to you rant closely and tries coming up with solutions for you. You two talk through every issue you may have, no matter how minor it is and somehow solve it together. This makes you feel better fast and calm down.

It ends with Dan Heng embracing you in his warm body and cuddling you for as long as you need him to. He'll try getting your mind off of things by telling you some new things he found in the archives or just stories from some Trailblazer missions he was on lately, until you fall into a peaceful slumber at last, free from all worries, thanks to him.

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》Gepard Landau

Gepard unfortunately doesn't notice your drastic shift in emotions immideatly, due to how much time he's forced to spend at the frontlines. When he returns home however, he instantly notices that something is wrong with you and makes sure to gently confront you about it, so you won't get overwhelmed.

He didn't expect you to just break down however, the moment his hand touched your face, which made him quickly pull you into his arms tightly. You feel secure and safe in the captains embrace, which encourages you silently to spill all your worries to him. He listens intently and eventually helps you through your problems, once you feel calm enough.

He'll take some time off work after just to take care of you and nurse you back to your usual state. He doesn't care, if you agree to it or not, because seeing you happy and healthy is his first priority in everything. He'll take you out often and spoil you with everything you want. He won't let you even frown once anymore either, from how well he treats you in those days, making sure you know that he'll always be there for you.

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A/N: Alright, I hope this was okay for you! I thank you again for the request!<33

#honkai star rail fanfic #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #hsr welt #hsr welt x reader #hsr gepard #hsr gepard x reader #hsr blade #hsr blade x reader #hsr dan heng #hsr dan heng x reader

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umeqii · 1 month

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haaiaii moot i am back I HOPE IK YOIR FIRDT REQUEST ^_^

do ive had this brainrot for the past week about this one scenario but if u dont feel comfortable doing this JUST DELETE THIS

so theres been this thing on tiktok for couples abiut the girl of the relationship taking a bra strap out of an old bra and gifting jt to their s/o as a bracelet which i think is reallt cute

could yoi maybe do that but with akito and an (separate like x reader) id love to see their reactions

ok im done yapping YIP YIP YIPPIE

JEJSJEJ FLIPPING EXPLODES YES YOU ARE MY FIRST REQUEST AND OMG DW I'LL MAKW YOURR REQUEST ^_^ !!!!

-⠀⠀⠀⠀OH WELL , IT'S ⠀⠀⠀. . . ⠀⠀⠀something alright !

QUICK A/N - might be SLIGHTLY suggestive in akito's like idk and also i wear sport bras so i have like no idea what genuien bra straps are like so sorry for my bad description (ू˃̣̣̣̣̣̣︿˂̣̣̣̣̣̣ ू)

fandom ; project sekai

character(s) ; an shiraishi + akito shinonome

creator ; umeqii

gender ; afab reader :33

─── AN !!

well i mean, an is already quite the expressive girl, and since having you as her as her amazing s/o, she feels even happier and brags about you ALOT !!

other people might see this as a silly gift idea, but at first you were quite hesitant on giving it to her, but you thought, "screw that" and gifted it to her.

you guys were walking home one day after school had ended and as you guys were talking about how what food would sound good for when you next hang out, you remembered you had a gift!!

that gift being a blue strap bracelet, from your old bra :DD!!

you had decorated it slightly, adding some cute pearls and blue charms that your thought would match an and you thought you did a great job !! (you did btw :33)

at first, you thought she didn't like it from the way she stared at and flipped the beads around and kept quiet; due to how you knew she struggles with expressing critism >_<

but then you saw a cute and loving smile growing on her pretty face, as her pale cheeks grew pinker each second before she looked up at you

" this is from your bra, right? "

" WAIT HOW DID YOU KNOW, I WAS GONNA TELL YOU BUT STILL?? "

" i'm wearing the exact one right now, babe! "

" oh "

que an giggling and embracing you in a cutie patootie hug and kissing your face and saying how much she loves it (SHE DID DON'T WORRY <33)

now she's planning on how to make you one aswell !

─── AKITO !!

okay so, you were doing this annual l/n (last name :3) family clean out, and you were going through your drawers to find clothes you didn't need anymore until you said your deep orange bra from two years ago (ﾟдﾟ三ﾟдﾟ) !!

as you were putting it into the recycling bin that you were going to give to your guardian so they could give it to the clothing shop thing, you remembered something you saw on your fyp and thought of how you could try it out !!

it was making a bracelet for your amazing and handsome and talented boyfriend akito °\>3</°

the colour did remind you of him, which you smiled about aswell as the thought of him wearing it around :33

so you put your amazing art n crafts skills to the test and decided to make a bracelet for him

good thing to say that it worked !!

you even added a dark purple bow at the end aswell as orange and clear crystals :DD

you gave it to him when you visited his house one time when he seemed kinda of tenser than usual (｡•́︿•̀｡)

you actually made it ages ago but ended up forgetting and then remembered in the moment because of how you thought akito seemed upset and wanted to cheer him up.

" oh? it's a...bracelet? thanks, it looks cool- wait what's the base you used for it? it feels like a buckle or whatever it's called? "

oh yeah, your bra :D

" oh yeah, i made it from my bra ≥∇≤ !! "

" sorry what "

let me tell you, akito isn't as slick as he thinks he is :PP

he turned into a huge shade of red, maybe it was just of the thought that it was made out of a bra that you had worn multiple times and it even touched your skin but naaahhh!!

you explained to him about the trend on tiktok as his eyes went ever so slightly wide and he made an, "ohh" typa sound

his cheeks were still lowkey red but he didn't know that :P

he just cleared his throat and then placed it into his lap as he ran his hand through his hair and said :

" uh...thanks for the..bracelet though. h-hey, i never said i didn't like it idiot, let me finish!! anyways...you did good with the charms.."

you started smiling like an idiot btw ∩∇∩

now he wants to make you one. but maybe with genuine materials for bracelet making.

RAAAAAAAHHHH FLIPPING EXPLODES OMG I DID IT AND OMG IM SO SORRY IF ITS OOC ANYWAY BECAUSE I DONT ACTUALLU PLAY PJSK, IM JUST IN THE FANDOM AND I DONT LOOK INTO AN'S CHARACTER THAT MUXH BUT I HOPR YIU ENJOYED?!?@?@?!?!

~ mari / umeqii ˃ᴗ˂

#umeqii #akito shinonome x reader #an shiraishi #pjsk x reader #akito shinonome #pjsk akito #pjsk an #an shiraishi x reader #akito x reader #an x reader #akito running his hand thriugh his hair sign me up like HRJWWJ?!?!?!?

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huggybug · 2 years

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Hi, could you write something with sunshine x grumpy couple but the other way round than normal? Like sunshine trev x grumpy reader, I feel like it’s never that why and trev is sunshine!

something about the sunshine - trevor zegras

word count: 3.0k words

note: uh hi this ask was literally from so long ago so i’m sorry about that! i tried my best at this trope but it kinda just went off on its own little path so i hope it still does the request justice <33

“Y/n! How’s my favourite lady doing today?” You fight the urge to roll your eyes when Trevor walks into the room and plops down on your table.

You loved your job, really, being an athletic trainer for a major sports team was probably your biggest career goal and somehow you landed it as your first job. However, with it, you were under mountains of stress and out of everyone, Trevor always knew how to make it worse.

“Busy” You mumble, finishing the last few forms you had to fill out on your laptop before shutting it. “Do you need something?”

“Uh yeah, can you tape my ankle?” Your eyes dart up to look at him.

“You need your ankle taped?” You ask curiously.

“Yeah that’s why I’m here, jeez Y/n you should really try to keep up” He teased and you shook your head.

“Why do you need it taped? Practice is over” You were just about ready to leave actually, it had been a long day and the bottle of rosé in your fridge at home was calling your name.

“Yeah but… it hurts?” Trevor’s words came out in a questioning tone, like he was unsure why he was even asking.

“Okay…?” You got up, reaching for the roll of tape on your desk and making your way over to him. You were halfway through taping his ankle when he spoke up again.

“JD and I are going out tonight, you should come hang”

“I’m good” You mumbled, not letting your focus away from the task at hand.

“We’re super fun! I promise you’ll have a great time” You looked up to see him grinning widely at you.

“Trevor… we’re not friends” He froze for a minute before recalculating and his easy going façade was back.

“But we could be?” It came out more as a question than he initially intended.

“I’m just here to work, I have enough friends” You mumble, “Thanks though” Trevor’s smile faltered but he didn’t let it show for more than a split second.

It wasn’t that you didn’t like Trevor, in fact all the guys were great. You just didn’t love mixing your work like and personal life.

“You’re all done” You say as you lay the last piece of tape down. “If your ankle hurts maybe you shouldn’t be going out tonight” You raise your eyebrow at him which only makes him smirk.

“Thanks Y/n, see you tomorrow”

…

The season was well underway and you were busier than ever. You were down a few trainers and the Ducks staff had all been working around the clock to try and make up for it.

“The world isn’t going to stop turning if you take a break” You sigh, looking up from your computer to see Trevor and Jamie sauntering into your room.

“Thanks Trevor” You smile sarcastically. Over the past few months, you’d found yourself with both Trevor and Jamie more and more often. While you didn’t let it cross your self drawn boundaries by seeing them away from work, they seemed to find their way to your room frequently, whether it was because they actually needed something or just to come bother you.

“Aw cheer up sunshine”

“Don’t call me that” You bite back, annoyed with his presence already.

“Sunflower? Gumdrop? Sweetheart?” Trevor’s rattling off words like there’s no tomorrow, you glare at him until he stops.

“Are you having a stroke?” Jamie laughs at that but Trevor elbows him in retaliation.

“I’m trying to find a name that works for you babe, got any suggestions?”

“What do you guys need? I’m almost done for the day” You checked the time to see that you’d already stayed an hour past what you wanted to which meant you were way too late to girls night, meaning you’d once again have to ditch your plans because of work.

“Come out with us tonight. We’re meeting up with our friends from LA, you’ll love them” Trevor explained, nudging Jamie with his elbow which made him chime in as well.

“Yeah, Trev tells Alex about you all the time, he’s dying to meet you” Jamie coughs awkwardly when Trevor’s bony elbow hits him in the ribs.

“We’ve been over this before…” You answer, not even looking up from your work.

“Yeah but one of these days you’ll come to your senses and realize how amazing of a time you’ll have with us” Trevor grinned and you faltered. Maybe it was because your night out with your girls was ruined or maybe after months of Trevor asking, he’d simply worn you down.

“Fine” You finally caved and you swear Trevor does a little happy dance.

“I’ll send you the details, see you there!” Trevor is grinning ear to ear as he leaves the room, pulling Jamie behind him.

…

The bar Trevor chooses is exactly the kind of bar you’d expect him to pick. It’s packed, clearly a well-known spot in California, and you’re pretty sure there’s some sort of filtering system at the entrance which only allows people with over 1 million followers in. Luckily, you didn’t have to worry about that since you came with Trevor who somehow got himself on the list and your group is swiftly ushered to the VIP area.

“You look fantastic” Trevor grins at you once you’re all sat down at the table. He had already introduced you to his friend Alex and Jamie’s friend Quinton but he apparently hadn’t taken a moment to really look at you until now.

“Watch it Trevor, we’re still work friends of some sort” You point a finger at him and he laughs it off, knowing you’re only joking. To be fair, it was half a joke, half serious.

“I’m going for drinks, Jamie help me” Trevor practically drags his best friend away from the table with him and you shift awkwardly in your seat. Leave it to Trevor to ditch you with (albeit seemingly nice) strangers.

“So… you work for the Ducks?” Quinton asks and you smile awkwardly while nodding.

“Trainer” You mumble and both boys nod, pretending to be interested you’re sure. You fall back into silence for a few moments before the two boys start talking about something else between the two of them and you sink back into your chair.

You should’ve just stayed home tonight. Even though your original plans were wrecked, you shouldn’t have agreed to coming out with Trevor and Jamie. You were very obviously crashing their plans; you certainly didn’t fit in with a group of four hockey players.

You could only spiral so far before the boys returned, Trevor handing you a martini, your drink of choice. It took you a moment of staring at the glass before you looked at him, wondering how the hell he knew your typical order.

Trevor was too busy making fun of whatever it was Jamie said to the bartender so you didn’t say anything, just took a sip of your drink. Immediately, you started coughing which attracted the attention of the guys quickly.

“Woah, slow it down there Y/n” Trevor laughed and you shot him a look, hopefully playful enough to be passed off as a joke.

“You okay?” Jamie asked, offering up his bottle of water which you waved off.

“Fine. I just wasn’t expecting the gin” You drank vodka martinis. To be more precise, vodka martinis with a twist.

“Shit sorry” Trevor apologized, reaching to take your drink but you pulled it back. “I’ll go get you a new one” He offered and while it was very nice of him, you refused.

“I’m fine” You were firm enough that he didn’t bother to ask again, simply turning back to the conversation that had already resumed.

You stuck around for a respectable amount of time before you started planning your escape. It wasn’t that you didn’t like Alex and Quinton, they were actually nice guys and fun to be around. Just as the night went on, the more you felt like you were imposing. You waited until Trevor left, taking Alex over to say hi to someone they knew who was just across the roped off area; fishing in your purse to get cash to cover your drinks, you slide over to Jamie, placing a hand on his shoulder to get his attention.

“Thanks for inviting me, tell Trevor thanks too” You hand him the money, flashing a quick smile and Jamie smiles back, quickly waving your money away.

“We were both happy you finally said yes, you’re cool Y/n” Jamie was sweet, honestly a little too sweet for an NHL player in your opinion.

“See you tomorrow Drysdale” You say goodbye to Quinton before grabbing your purse and rushing towards the door, hoping you can get out without Trevor seeing you because you know exactly how that conversation would go.

You were almost to the exit when someone grabbed your arm. Your instincts kicked in and you pulled away quickly, freeing your arm roughly from the person’s grip. Preparing for the worst, you turn around, only to see Trevor.

“God Trevor, I thought you were some creepy dude” You roll your eyes, turning back around and heading for the door, knowing he’s following close behind.

“Nope, just me” He leans forward and you can practically hear the smirk in his voice.

“Close enough” You retort and he pokes your arm playfully.

“Why are you leaving?” Trevor finally asks when your both standing on the sidewalk outside of the bar.

“I work in the morning” You answer, typing away on your phone, trying to get an Uber.

“So do I” You look up to see him grinning at you which makes you roll your eyes.

“Go have fun with your boys, I have to go” Trevor pouted and maybe if you were tapped out on your Trevor time, you would’ve seen it as endearing.

“Fine, I’ll see you tomorrow”

“Bye Trevor”

…

A few more months passed and you stuck to your rules, no more nights out with Trevor or Jamie and you were back to strictly work ‘friends’ only.

However, tonight was Dux in Tux, the organization’s annual charity event and while it wasn’t technically a night out with them, it was close enough.

“How great do I look in this? Scale of 1-10” You shake your head at Trevor who had been flaunting his ugly shirt-tuxedo all night for you.

“Go do your job” The players were all supposed to be serving the tables and while most of them had been following orders well, Trevor had spent a lot of his time at your table. The other trainers found it funny, they weren’t telling Trevor off but you had no problem in doing that.

“Is he bothering you?” You look up to see Max Jones behind Trevor, throwing an arm over the younger boy’s shoulder.

“Always” You answer with a smirk and Trevor sputters.

“Z, go help Jamie clear plates” Max points over to where Jamie is trying to pick up the slack where Trevor had been lacking all night.

“But this is my table!” Trevor pointed out and the table full of staff chuckled at the two grown men arguing about this.

“Go”

“Oh come on!” Trevor whined but trudged away anyways.

The rest of the night went smoothly, Trevor was kept busy, thanks to Max and you had easily avoided all the questions that had arisen from Trevor’s adamant presence at your table; the open bar had been a fantastic aid in that.

“Hey Sunshine, need another drink?” Trevor asks when you approach the bar later on in the night. The guys had just finished their little show so there was a group of them hanging around the bar.

“Sunshine?” Troy asks and a few of the other guys chime in as well.

“Don’t call me that” You grit out. Trevor knew your boundaries but he liked to push them. He loved to bend your rules to see how far you’d let him go, how long you could stand him annoying you before you put an end to it.

“Oh c’mon babe don’t be like that” Trevor grinned, throwing an arm around you and pulling you into his side. You groaned, trying to push him away but he wouldn’t budge.

“Woah woah woah. What are we missing here?” McTavish asks and you shake your head, slipping out of Trevor’s hold.

“Nothing, Trevor’s just a dick who likes to piss me off. Now if you’ll excuse me” You retrieve your fresh drink from the bar and hightail it over to your little group of staff, glad to hopefully be in a safe zone away from Trevor.

It doesn’t work, in less than 15 minutes, Trevor’s excusing you from your own conversation and pulling you away from the event and into the hallway to the locker rooms.

“What is your deal tonight?” You ask, exasperated from all the antics he’s been pulling tonight.

“Does it really piss you off when I do that stuff?” He asks frantically.

“What?” You’re confused, crossing your arms over your chest, suddenly feeling very trapped in this hallway.

“Why I call you sunshine and when I hang around you, do you really not like it?” Trevor asks, his gaze is heavy and you feel hot underneath it.

“What do you think Trevor?” You raise an eyebrow, honestly curious as to what he thinks you feel about him.

“Answer me”

“I…” You trail off, unsure how to explain what exactly it is that you feel. You’re not even sure yourself how you feel about Trevor. It started off as pure annoyance. You didn’t like when he hung around your room at the rink, how he’d play with the rolls of tape you had on your desk (and how he usually stole them for himself). But somewhere over the course of the season, it changed into tolerance which the. shifted into fondness. And now, you honestly missed him on the days that he wasn’t around for practice or a game for whatever reason.

“Because if it really bothers you I’ll stop. I thought we were friends and had that kind of relationship but I might’ve read it wrong and I’m sorry if I did, that’s on me” Trevor was rambling and you let him. It was cute. When he finished, you finally had collected your thoughts enough to speak.

“I don’t hate it” You pause as Trevor grins so wide you’re afraid it’ll crack his cheeks. “But the sunshine thing has to got stop around people at work”

“Is that you saying you want to hang out with me?” Trevor was smiling so hard it made you want to laugh. “And is this a friends hang out or a…” He winks over dramatically, “hang out”

“You’re so gross” You laugh while shaking your head.

“You love it”

“Ehh” You scrunch up your face and Trevor rolls his eyes.

…

After a couple months and many dates (most in Anaheim and then some when Trevor flew you out to visit him in New York after he went home for the summer) you found yourself with a boyfriend. It was probably breaking your ultimate rule but you didn’t care. That was the thing about Trevor; when you were with him, nothing else mattered.

It was a weird adjustment at first but luckily, you had officially started dating during the off-season so you weren’t exactly forced to come to terms with how this affected your work life just yet. Trevor always pushed it away, promising you that nothing would happen or change, that he would take care of it and that you trusted because how could they afford to make their star player upset?

After spending the summer travelling to and from Anaheim, you were both officially back for the season and you couldn’t help but think about how things had changed just over the course of a few months.

“That night we went out, how did you know I liked martinis? Or was that just a random guess?” Trevor looked down at you from where he was sitting on the couch while you laid with you head in his lap.

“Uh… I don’t remember” He cleared his throat then looked back at the TV which was playing the highlights of whatever baseball game was on today.

“You’re lying” You said flatly.

“No I’m not” You narrowed your eyes at him as he played with the short hair above his ear, twirling it as best he could around his finger.

“Yes you are, you’re doing the weird thing with your hair” Trevor’s hand freezes in it’s spot.

“Okay, I’ll explain but you have to promise you won’t think I’m creepy” He sighs, nudging you off his lap so you have to sit up next to him.

“What? Trevor-” You turn to face him, draping your legs over his and his hand automatically falls in place over them.

“Promise!” He insists.

“Fine, I promise” You roll your eyes.

“At every team event, I’d kinda… watch you. That sounds so creepy. I wasn’t like stalking you, I’d just happen to look for you every once in a while and every time I saw you, you were drinking a martini with a twist. Obviously I didn’t know you only drank vodka martinis” He grumbled and you laugh.

“That was the worst martini I’d ever had” You gagged, thinking back to that night when you stubbornly finished the whole martini because you wouldn’t let him get you a new one.

“Well I didn’t know! Vodka and gin are both clear!” Trevor whined, his head falling back against the couch cushions.

“At least you’ve learned, hm?” You reach to play with his hair, combing through it with your fingers as a smile makes its way onto his face.

“Yeah, thank god for that” He answers sarcastically which makes you smile.

#trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras imagine #trevor zegras fic #anaheim ducks #hockey writing #hockey fic #nhl players #nhl fanfiction

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Enchanted AU: Part 33

Thank you everyone for all of the well wishes, I do feel loads better than on Monday! and I really appreciate everyone's kind words. Sorry this is kinda late.

Part 1 | Last Chapter

Part 33

New Years Eve morning was crisp with a steady wind. Max felt like it was going to be a good one. He was never a ‘resolutions’ sort of guy. He made goals and worked towards them– regardless of how long it took to get there. Then once that goal was completed, he moved to the next one.

But he had a new year's wish, a goal yes, but this was inherently magical in nature.

He walked out onto the patio to see Daniel curled up under his cat blanket. He wore his headphones and was staring out into the city scape, but his hands were stroking Sassy and Jimmy’s fur unconsciously. The cats looked up at Max and that got Daniel’s attention. He slid his headphones off and smiled a small smile at Max, a cute blush settled on his skin.

That had been happening more often since the chat in the car. They hadn’t spoken more since that, spending the whole day with the boys. But they’d remained close the whole time, Daniel had been no more than a finger’s length away, tucking himself easily into Max’s side as if happy to finally be able to do so.

Max leaned against the wall and smiled down at Daniel.

“Morning, did you sleep ok?”

Daniel’s head ducked a little shily, but he nodded.

“Good. I wanted to know, if you still wanted to go on our date later?”

Daniel stilled, their date? He thought back to the chaos of the last few days, eyes widening at the memory. He had completely forgotten.

“Do you still want to?” Daniel asked, because he truly couldn’t help himself. If Max didn’t want to anymore, it would be fine too.

“Yes.” Max made sure to say it clearly. “I was thinking we could leave at 7?” Max tilted his head in his Sassy way, Daniel bit back his smile.

“Yeah, that sounds good to me.” Daniel bit his cuticle to try and temper his excitement. He wanted to dance and sing, for the first time in days. He felt happy.

“Perfect. You can wear whatever you want, but it’s going to be cold I think.” Max scratched his cheek before smiling happily at Daniel and going back inside.

Daniel watched him go with a soft smile before looking down at the cats.

“We have a date!” He squealed softly, “I dunno what to wear…What do I do until seven?” Daniel asked unsurely, sighing sadly when the cat didn’t answer. He’d forgotten that he couldn’t hear them anymore.

Sassy didn’t allow him to wallow for long, she got up– tugging on his sleeve as she did so. He followed her inside, Jimmy trailing behind them. They passed Max’s sim room, the door was closed and Daniel heard the familiar noise of the motor of the rig. Sassy led him to Michelle’s room, she was on the phone but smiled widely at their entrance.

“Do you want to say hi to Uncle Daniel?” Michelle asked to her phone and Daniel grinned at the cheerful reply of ‘yeah!’.

Daniel spent the rest of the morning chatting with his family, teaching Isaac the Dutch words he remembered and soaked up the closeness with his older sister. He completely forgot all about his anxiety for the date until lunch time.

Grace made lunch, kissing Daniel on the forehead when he smiled happily at her– without his headphones on. Max walked into the kitchen after spending hours locked away and Grace shooed him to the table to sit with Daniel. Max chuckled fondly but walked off, hands in the air to show he was listening.

Max bumped his shoulder into Daniel’s when he sat down, grinning when Daniel leaned over and bumped him back.

“I’m excited for later.” Daniel admitted after Grace provided Max with a plate. Max’s smile was one of his wide scrunchy ones. The butterflies in Daniel’s stomach went crazy.

“Me too. I hope you really like the restaurant, Lily suggested it.” Technically Alex did, but it was Lily’s favourite and Daniel and Lily had very similar tastes.

Daniel melted, did Max ask their friends to help him plan their date? Could he be anymore perfect? Daniel felt the love he had bubbling up to the surface, the words were behind his teeth but he swallowed them back with a forkful of gnocchi. If he said them now, he’d want to kiss Max and they haven’t since the mistletoe incident.

Daniel wanted to, he truly did. But he wanted it to be better than the first time. The first time was lovely, but marred by a misunderstanding. Daniel would kiss him later on their date. He couldn’t wait.

That made the butterflies fly anew, he still didn’t know what to wear! It wasn’t like he had a whole closet of clothes to choose from, and Max said it would be cold. But that still left the choices between his favourite green sweatshirt, his favourite blue sweatshirt with the rose, or his favourite lilac sweatshirt.

He would ask Michelle for her opinion after lunch. The buzzing thoughts in his brain stopped dead when he felt the press of Max’s thigh to his. He looked over to see Max watching him with an amused expression.

“You are thinking very hard. Whatever it is, you don’t need to glare at the table, y’know.” Max said simply. Daniel groaned, palming his forehead, causing Max to laugh at him.

“I’m just trying to decide what to wear later.” Daniel mumbled. Max made a soft ‘oh’ like sound, his own grin softened.

“Whatever you wear will be perfect. You’ll be beautiful regardless I think.” There was a soft blush on Max’s cheeks, answered by the lurid red that Daniel’s face turned. He covered his face with his palms.

“You can’t just say that!” Daniel whined shyly. His brain ground to a complete halt. Max just called him beautiful. While they were here at home, simply eating lunch. Max thought he was beautiful…doing mundane things. Daniel felt like his face was on fire, like he could just melt away into a puddle of… lovely-daniel-in-love-goo. The name needed work but it was how he felt ok?!

“But it’s true.” Max shrugged simply, as if it were really that simple. As if he hadn’t just altered Daniel’s brain chemistry. Why didn’t he just kiss him on the forehead to reboot his brain while he was at it!

“Would you like that?” Max asked curiously, doing his Sassy head tilt. And Daniel realized that he said that out loud because of course he did.

In for a pound, or however the saying his Nonna always said went. Daniel nodded, because yes he did like that thankyouverymuch and relationships started on honesty. Not that they were in a relationship…yet?

Max looked like he was thinking about it, ready to lean over to press his lips to the curls on Daniel’s forehead when Michelle bounded into the dining area happily. She plopped down at the table and slid a bowl of soft amaretti cookies in front of Daniel. He gasped before taking one and munching happily.

Max raised a brow, looking at Michelle questioningly. Why did she distract them? Michelle looked back with narrowed eyes before making a face he recognized from Vic when he almost messed something up– specifically a surprise. And Max mentally facepalmed because of course. He nodded back at Michelle, thoroughly chastised.

Daniel, whose eyes had been blissfully closed during this entire interaction, turned his happy honey eyes on Max. He slid the bowl closer to Max, his mom’s cookies were so yummy. Max took one, smiling back when Daniel grinned happily at him. Max couldn’t wait for their date.

Next Chapter

#sorry this is late!#enchanted au #disney princess dan #maxiel #max/daniel #we're almost there!!!

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lunaslemons · 6 months

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[Nightbringer Lesson 33 Spoilers]

IM GOING FERAL OF THIS LESSON

Id like to call this lesson “MC definitely needs to seek therapy/vacation or both”

So…I’m glad everyone knows what we’re doing no more secrets…also I loved the group hug scene glad asmo, Levi, beel, and Satan happy to help. Also I love how mammons is upset with hus it reminds me of season 1 of the OG when they found out about the pacts then.

Times MC probably cried or wanted to #1 Thanks sol…

Times MC probably cried or wanted to #2

And...

Times MC probably cried or wanted to #3

Finally some thirteen crumbs.

I love how she saw how upset MC was and wanted to cheer them up and also giving them good advice just...make her kissable

Now...onto my favorite part of the lesson

YANDERE BELPHIE LET'S GOOO

It's kinda scary how he's in control of his powers or at least able to use them.

Also... Lesson 16 flash backs except...actual yandere than murder boner. Like why in the attic you werid fuck

Oh and I'm excited to see this shit let's see what fucked up shits going in your mind rn

I'm mad about the cliff hanger because with Belphie being one of my favorites I want to see him be sad affectionately

I hope lilith gets mentioned again even though it might start something again... But trauma...

Last thing Barb why you being so fucking suspicious?? Like the whole lesson during the meeting, knowing Belphies going Yandere mode, and has the audacity to say this shit...

he's just... I'm onto you...

Doesn't help we also learned the land The House of Lamentation is on belonged to Nightbringer...

#Wacky #obey me #obey me nightbringer #Obey me nightbringer spoilers

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depressopax · 3 months

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Hiii, have you seen Berlin? If so, can I ask you a request about Bruce (smut or headcanons)? I love your job, and I don't find any content about that series, I'm obsessed. Have a good day, honey! Thank you so much.

Thank you for the request! (and the kind words <33) The way I've been meaning to write for him and Cameron but didn't know if anyone would read those characters 😭 Buuuut now I finally did! Ok but Bruce is so *chefs kiss* 🥵🤤 I did both SFW and NSFW ones! Hope you enjoyyyy <3

Dating Bruce headcanons

Fandom - Berlin (La casa de papel spinoff)

Pairing: Bruce x gender neutral reader Genre: Headcanons, fluff, smut Warning(s): SFW: Cuss words, dirty jokes NSFW: Smut. Oral sex, dom/sub dynamic, pet names, insults/degradation, semi-public, cuss words, hair pulling, spit, reader is gender neutral Words: 1.3K Summary: Being in a relationship with Bruce would include… English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3

SFW

Dating Bruce would be chaotic

But good chaotic, though.

Everyday with him is like an adventure

He’s not the partner that likes to sit at home

He easily gets bored and likes bringing you out on whatever activity he might be up to.

He loves a good party and especially likes showing off, letting the world know how amazing his partner is!

He is very loving and since he finds you so beautiful, amazing and intelligent, how can be not brag about being with you?

Homeboy has his arm around you wherever you go.

Not scared to show PDA - the opposite, actually

He gets whiny if you don’t give him attention lmao

If you ignore him, even if it’s just for a couple of minutes, he gives you puppy eyes, acting all hurt just to get love and attention from you

Sure he’s cute, but it gets annoying sometimes, especially when you’re trying to be serious and he keeps clinging on to you.

He is very caring and listens to your needs

Sure he might be a bit naive sometimes, but he prioritizes your happiness and wellbeing.

He hates to see you upset or sad, and tries his best to cheer you up

He does his best to see you smile again.

Bruce is very impulsive, and you often have to stop him from doing reckless shit.

Making sure he stays out of trouble, which might be a challenge sometimes…

Especially if he deals with someone being disrespectful to you. Often, he can hold back. But if someone is a jerk? N O .

I feel like he’s the guy that hits the gym a lot, but even then he wants you around.

If not to work out, then he wants you there to cheer on him, or kinda coach him

But let's be honest, he wants you to see him all sweaty and takes it as an opportunity to show off his muscles

He’ll stare into your eyes and wipe sweat from him face using his tank top, showing you his abs in the process lmao

When he successfully makes you flustered, he’s so damn smug about it.

But apart from gym “dates”, he likes taking you out dancing, going to the cinema or going sightseeing.

But he also likes cheesy dates, for example taking you to cozy restaurants, home-cooked dinner and movie nights and stargazing.

He likes taking you on small adventures, so he also takes you ice-skating, going to concerts or taking you to the amusement park.

Ok but imagine a amusement park date with him: - He encourages you to ride the scary-looking roller coasters, holding your hand and telling you how brave you are - Buying cotton candy and sharing - Him taking like 100 pictures of you - Bruce spending hours playing those carnival games, attempting to win you chocolate or the biggest teddy bears there is - You often need to drag an angry Bruce away from there, before he spends all his money on some game 😭 - Making out in the ferris wheel ;)

He’s an extrovert and likes doing things

But of course, he gets tired too, eventually….

Bruce is lazy in the mornings, resulting in you being lazy too.

He doesn’t let you leave bed, complaining that he’s cold etc

He likes sleeping with you in his arms, feeling protective over you even at nights.

He appreciates spa days with you, taking a relaxing bath together, cuddling under a blanket on the couch whilst watching movies.

LOVES seeing you in his clothes. It’s his favorite thing.

Bruce has lot of nicknames for you, most of them being in spanish

If your main language isn’t spanish, he tries teaching it to you

But he usually ends up teaching you cuss words, or very inappropriate sentences, making you think you’re saying something innocent 💀

Although he is naive and a bit of a douche, he loves you dearly and is not scared to express his love and devotion for you. He’s your fav himbo after all lol <3

NSFW

LOT of stamina

He loves having sex with you, so of course he’s up for a round 2

…And 3, maybe even a round 4?

Jk, unless…

Bruce has a high libido, basically horny for you all the time.

Everything about you turns him on.

Seriously, sometimes a smile is enough for him to want to push you up a wall.

Like we saw in the show, man’s a creep sometimes

You’ll catch him staring at your ass, your lips, whatever, with the biggest smirk

Not shy to comment how hot you look or how badly he wants to fuck you.

Oh, you’re around people? Too bad.

He has NO SHAME

Only way to stop him is telling him to shut the fuck up

…But somehow he manages to always say the right things, to make himself irresistible.

He’s the type of boyfriend to buy lingerie for you, dying to see you wear the sexy underwears he’s picked out for you

Top, bottom, dom or sub?

A N Y T H I N G

He doesn’t mind, as long as he gets to sleep with you, to be honest.

He goes after your preferences.

Leans more towards being a switch

Likes giving and receiving pleasure equally.

If you prefer being dominated, he’s more than happy to oblige.

He knows how to talk dirty and take you roughly

“Look me in the when I fuck you.” - As he grabs your chin, tilting your face and forces you to meet his dark eyes “Take it, babe.” “You’re taking me so well”

He likes hearing you moan and whimper as he thrusts into you hard

If you’re dominant, tho…

He’ll be the moaning, whimpering mess underneath you.

Likes it when you’re on top, having your hand gently pressed against his throat.

Whines a lot, begging for attention as you ignore his desires.

Likes being called a good boy 🤭

Tbh he probably enjoys it when you call him slut

This man loves going down on you.

Besides talking too much, he knows how else to use his mouth… ;)

Compliment him for how good he is with his lips/his tongue. He loves and takes pride in it.

Homeboy could spend hours between your legs

When giving oral, he uses his fingers to stimulate other places too.

Very handsy, especially when it comes to holding your thighs apart so he gets better access to that spot he adores

He likes being messy when going down, using “too much” tongue, spit etc… Sorry

Fast and aggressive movements

…Or slow and passionate, really savoring you.

He dirty talks you while working his mouth over that area, teasing you with telling you how good you taste, how beautiful you are etc…

Bruce likes eye contact. He always has the most innocent yet devilish look in his eyes as he works his lips and tongue on you.

Gets a bit offended if you don’t look at him, tbh

His beard tickling against your skin as he’s between your legs- I’M SORRY BUT OMG

Not so demanding when receiving oral

But if you tease him too much, he definitely becomes more cruel - pushing your head down, thrusting his hips forward to make you gag etc.

He likes letting you do your thing, as he leans back watching and relaxing.

He’s sensitive, and very down bad for you

When he cums, he does so quickly.

Lots of praise during, and after.

If you have longer hair,

…Hair pulling. He wants something to grab when you work on his cock.

After you’re done having sex, he likes relaxing in bed, with your head on his chest

Strokes your hair, kisses you etc…

You’ll have to remind him about aftercare.

He’s in pure bliss and forgets everything else.

He falls asleep pretty quickly afterwards.

Bruce feels bad about it, but he’s just so relaxed and feels so good after sex and just can’t keep his eyes open lol

He falls asleep cuddling you, either as the big or little spoon.

Ok I def gotta make one for Cameron too omg 😩

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rottenaero · 1 year

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And also, the reasons behind each pairing

1.Steve, Max, and Will-

C’mon, have you SEEN the SASS? I guess one could argue Dustin should also be here, but his sass™️ is reserved for his brothers. Also, imagine the gossip sessions, like Will ranting about anything and Max and Steve absolutely cheering him on because he is 100% in the right.

2.Eddie, Robin, and Will-

Queer in a small town, Barb could also probably be in this group. They all bash each-other’s crushes until Robin wants to date Nancy, and Eddie starts liking Steve. Will would absolutely still be trashed for his crush on Mike. Robin would still bash on Eddie like have you seen that man? He’ll watch the same movie on repeat until he has to being it back.

Eddie just sighs and is like, I know, he’s great.

3.Nancy, Chrissy,Barb, and Robin-

Barb and Chrissy absolutely needed more screentime!! They were both so aghhh<33 They all kinda band together to do sleepovers and stuff, sometimes El and Max are invited when they aren’t doing their own thing. I just really like the characters.

4.Steve and Gareth-

Okay guys, have you seen that Steve and Gareth cousin au??(Someone please tell me the creator so I can credit them) Steve having another extravagant handshake for Gareth and Gareth always gushing about his cool older cousin to hellfire who is just like uh-huh sure Gareth.

I know theres the idea that Gareth would despise Steve, but also Gareth inviting Steve to hellfire after he got dethroned because Steve was there for his tough times so why can’t he be there for his?

5.Holly, Erica, and Steve-

Lets take babysitter!Steve to the MAX. All the parent call him when their younger kids need to be watched, he watches Holly for the Wheelers all the time to the point where he’s her brother, and she pretends to forget Mike’s name for like a week.

Erica insists only Steve can watch her, because he’s the only one who lets her watch My Little Pony without judging her or treating her like a baby, also because he starts getting into the show. Sometimes Tina and the rest of Erica’s friends come over and rope him into letting them paint his nails. Random days Steve will show up to Erica’s school with some McDonalds for her.

6.Murray and Alexei-

Self-explanatory because c’mon, really?

7.Steve, Will, and El-

Steve ADORES the Byers siblings, they say thank you when he does stuff for them, they are usually never the source of trouble when they go out.

Sometimes Will will just be so nice that it makes Steve feel bad for what he told Jonathan in s1 before their fight, because nobody in the Byers family is a screw-up except Lonnie, who was just a giant douche and a terrible father.

The only thing Steve dislikes about them is their respective crushes on Mike, because are you serious? He’s well on his way to becoming the next town Keith.

8.El and Max-

Also pretty self explanatory, El needs a better role model than Mike, and Max being overwhelmingly confident in every decision helps. Max also tries to make sure El doesn’t push herself to hard. Oh your head hurts? Lets get you some juice, we have this new flavor you’d like. You don’t feel good? Lets take a break. You scrapped your knee? I have a first aid kit somewhere…

Etc etc, Max just always making sure El feels comfortable.

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blue-jisungs · 2 years

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Hihi!! so I liked ur post enha reaction to u crying after watching a k-drama and I was wondering if u could make like a small oneshot typa thing on ni-ki’s part? speficially the “long story short, they thought HE made you cry and they yelled at him - causing you to cheer up a bit” idkk i thought it was kinda cute 😭😭

p.s ur blog is sooo good i love ur writing ⭐️💛☀️

y/n’s protection squad

a/n. awww thank you anon, it means a lot <33 i’m glad you liked my works as well >:D thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy it!! it’s a bit short but i hope you don’t mind >.<

it’s not a continuation but it’s heavily inspired by this lil thing i wrote <3

it was a bad idea.

horrible, actually.

niki was in mood for mischief today and you - as unfortunately - per usual were the victim.

it was supposed to be a lovely day off with your boyfriend, just the two of you since it was weekend. just gaming, napping and probably movie watching.

but no.

firstly, he messed with you while baking so the kitchen was covered with flour.

then he started tickling you.

and now he played a movie, reassuring you it’s a romantic comedy.

you were exhausted because of today’s events that you accepted niki’s weird choice and stayed glued to him like a panda.

while he dozed off, you actually got involved into the movie. and by every passing moment the movie did not seem like a romantic comedy.

when it was nearly the end of the movie, you already felt tears prickling the corners of your eyes.

the movie was about mom and her daughter. they got lost and separated due to some natural catastrophe. after some unfortunate events like getting hurt and robbed, they seemed to get closer.

niki stirred in his sleep and frowned when he didn’t feel your arms wrapped around him. niki lazily opened one one and then another just to see you sitting on your lap, leaning forward and being totally invested in the movie.

right, the movie.

he forgot about it.

niki knew what was coming next so he stood up and excused himself, going to the bathroom. just to hide.

niki didn’t have to wait a long.

"what?" you whispered when the girl took a wrong turn. she was about to meet her mom but she went the wrong way! "no–?!"

niki peeked from the bathroom, analysing the situation.

"no, come back!" you yelled, snatching a pillow and hugging it tightly to your waist "turn around! it’s the wrong way–!"

guilt started washing over the teen. he remembered how the movie really shattered his heart and how many tears were streaming down his cheeks the night he watched it.

"no, no, no–" you mumbled to yourself. even from his safe hiding place niki could see the tears threatening to spill in your eyes. "no!"

niki felt bad.

"what?! this is the end–?" you whined when the ending subtitles suddenly appeared. "NIKI!"

your eyes met his and niki knew he was in trouble. but your features softened and you bursted into tears, hiding your face in your hands.

he didn’t know if he should be relieved that you didn’t threw yourself to claw his eyes out or if he should be… sad. he did not wanted to make you cry. because, god, it was heartbreaking.

"y/n?" he asked quietly, posture composed as if he was approaching a wild creature.

"niki… they didn’t…" you sniffled, looking up. your teary eyes made his heart ache. what have he done…

"i know, y/n." niki whispered, letting his silly facade down. he came up to you, sitting down.

"why they didn’t…?" you continued to cry, leaning on his shoulder. niki wrapped his arm around you, soothingly rubbing your back. "why… why would you EVEN RECOMMEND THIS MOVE TO ME?!"

here it is.

niki yelled, jumping back as you started smacking his arms.

"I’M SORRY I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUNNY!" he laughed, trying to loosen up the tension but if looks could kill, he’d be dead.

"WHAT?! FUNNY?! YOU… YOU…–" you hit his arm with a fist.

"ow?! y/n!" niki scoffed dramatically

"IDIOT!" you huffed answer turned around to grab a pillow and load it onto his head.

but as you turned back to face him, you saw the rest of enhypen in the hallway.

"UGH!" you groaned and took advance of confused niki, launching the pillow at this head.

"y/n, come on–!" niki turned around, pouting.

"why is y/n crying?" sunoo asked, rushing towards you.

"because he… he…" you started, the images of heart shattering movie flashing before your eyes. and a bright perspective of niki getting scolded.

"did niki hurt you?" heeseung sent the younger one a dangerous glare and crossed his eyes.

"they broke up, you fools" sunghoon gasped dramatically, shaking his head

"WHAT–!" niki yelped as they all rushed to you, to close you in a tight hug. as you were sobbing, jungwon turned around.

"niki, i’m disappointed in you. y/n is a perfect girl, she’s so patient with you and your little pranks and yet you broke up with her? i’m speechless, really" the leader said, coldness in his eyes making niki shiver.

"i couldn’t agree more. she’s our little sister, you know?" jake furrowed his brows and hugged you closer, patting your head. niki could see a mischievous smile forming on your lips.

"but we– she’s– that’s not…?!" he was out of words.

"im gonna beat you up" jay suddenly said, pointing his finger at niki.

suddenly you snorted with laughter. quickly realising your mistake, you hid your face in jake’s hoodie.

jay smiled softly when he noticed how niki’s expression relaxed. the teen was trying so hard to look like he doesn’t care about you but… he’s whipped, he can’t hide that.

"what?" jungwon asked, crossing his arms.

"i’m trying to tell you that we didn’t break up. i just recommend y/n a sad movie and she was mad at me for doing that" niki huffed. the faces of his older members turned into relieved ones (but jay did not hesitate to smack his arm). "ow?"

"i don’t know what would i do if you broke up, honestly. as much as i love you, niki, y/n is just my best friend. well, sister" sunoo cooed, nodding his head. you finally showed your face, mischievous glint in your eyes.

"she literally has the devil horns right now, look how happy she is he got scolded" heeseung laughed, ruffling your hair.

"look, i’d be happy too. we’re y/n’s protection squad" jake grinned and you poked your tongue at niki.

fine, you won this one.

but he couldn’t help but feel relieved that you weren’t no longer crying. and he took a mental note not to make you cry again (not only because it breaks his heart but also for his own good)…

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reputationgf · 2 years

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lovers rock. e.munson

summary - Eddie sees you performing at the hideout and asks you to hang out with his band, completely mesmerized by you. Now you both write songs together rather then actually admitting your feelings.

includes - friends to lovers, song lyrics but y/n and eddie wrote them here, slight angst, kissing. not beta read

a/n - for my beloved miya <3 hope you guys enjoy this <33 def a labour of love 💘💘 reqs open for steve, eddie and robin ! sfw only.

being a girl in rock music was hard, but being a girl in rock music in a new town was even harder. you had just moved in the quaint town of Hawkins Indiana, it was like every other town you had ever lived at, suffocating. towns like this always looked down on you and your bass guitar and heavy black eyeliner you so lovingly wore, towns like this made you feel like your life was slowly slipping away.

and music was what stopped your life from completely fucking stopping.

it took you a week of asking around to find a place with more people like you, people who didn't make you feel suffocating but alive and it felt amazing. you were currently standing on the stage at the hideout, a sly smile on your face as you played a song you made and watched the crowd go wild and insane. your hands skillfully playing your beloved bass guitar and your dark red lips singing the words to your song with the most passion you had. Hawkins flinnaly felt like home.

I saw this angel I really saw an angel

your eyes met a boy's whose name you didn't know, he had crazy hair and a smile that made your heart beat slightly faster. his leather jacket and the guitar in his hand made him seem alot like the man you had always wanted. you held your eye contact with him, a smug smile drew in his face as he watched you perform in all your glory.

you finished up your song and the crowd erupted in cheers, you flashed the boy a dazzling smile and walked off the stage, clutching your guitar as you slightly tugged on your skirt. someone handed you a beer and you took it with a smile, walking around to hopefully find the boy who you noted that silver rings on his hand, they might have looked attractive to you but you weren't going to admit that.

"hey! girl with the guitar!" you heard a voice call out and turned around to see the boy with his guitar and his rings and his leather jacket and oh that hair.

"hi." you said seemingly unphased but in reality you were figuratively screaming and jumping around.

"you're amazing! i mean like you're a great singer not that you're not amazing i just don't want to-"

"thank you! you're really sweet, kinda throws off the leather jacket demeanor you got going on but it's uhm yeah pretty sweet." you rambled slightly, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear as you smiled wildly, "I'm y/n." you spoke.

"and i'm eddie", he smiled at you and you felt your world shfiting, "are you new here? i haven't seen you around and i would uhm definitely remember seeing you" he said sweetly, a soft attempt at flirting leaving his lips.

you smiled once again, "yeah I'm new here actually, i got here in hawkins like two weeks ago and it took me a week to find this place and i start school again in maybe a week, i think."

"you'll go to hawkins high too, i assume?" he asked sheepishly, his hand running through his hair.

"yeah, do you go there too?" you asked hoping he would.

"yeah, senior year" and he did.

"same! maybe you could show me around?" you asked, slightly leaning towards him.

"yes, yeah i totally will! whenever you want!" he spoke and you laughed softly.

"thank you eds" you replied softly and you could swear you saw a tint of pink appear on his cheeks.

"no problem m'lady" he said, bowing to you and you laughed again and he smiled.

eddie liked making you laugh, he liked seeing you laugh. he liked the way your cheeks rose up and the way your eyes slightly crinkled and the way your laugh sounded so sweet. he could listen to it forever. this was the first time he had ever felt like this, it was confusing to him but somehow also comforting.

"do you wanna hangout with me and my band?"

"i would love too"

"okay, great! let's go" and with that eddie took your hand and pulled you, both smiling warmly.

ever since that blessed day in the hideout you and eddie were inseparable, you knew his favourite songs and he told you about his day and played songs for you and you were slowly falling truly madly deeply in love with him.

one lazy afternoon with eddie slowly strumming his guitar softly with you head on his lap he suggested you both tried making music together and you laughed.

"you think I'd be good at it with you? the god of metal music?" you teased softly, a laugh leaving his pink lips.

"you'd be the best at it i bet." he replied looking at you with big brown eyes, a pleasant smile on his face showing the remnants on his laugh.

"you're too nice to me eds" you spoke.

"only for you" he replied, brushing stray hair away from your face, "now let's write some songs, yeah?"

"okay, get a notebook" you said now sitting up.

eddie grinned like a devil and ran to get a notebook and a pen, he came back with a cigarette hanging from his lips and a black notebook with a pen in his hand.

"you start" he said, handing you the notebook and the pen you nodded and opened it.

"okay" you said taking a deep breath.

whenever you wrote songs, you always wrote them from the things you experienced or heard people experiencing, you always didn't know those people but putting bits and pieces of their conversion together was fun, and, when you did write songs from your own life it was different, it felt more personal, more vulnerable.

your thoughts only filled one person. eddie, eddie, eddie. he was the only one you were around and he was also the one who consumed your thoughts.

"what you thinking about?" you heard Eddie's voice call out, the smell of cigarette slowly filling the room.

"nothing just," you said softly, "i dont know how to start, maybe you can?"

"of course" he replied and took the book your for hands, quickly scribbling down something as you looked at him curiously. "you turn" he said after a couple of minutes handing you the book and you read what he had wrote so far.

In her place one hundred candles burning

As salty sweat drips from her breast

Her hips move and I can feel what they're saying, swaying

They say the beast inside of me is gonna get ya, get ya, get

Black lipstick stains her glass of red wine

"do you like it?" he asked, a hint of hesitance in his voice.

"i, i do it's very uh personal? very bold I'm sure the person you wrote it for would like it yeah."

"but you uhm, you didn't you know tell me if you like it."

"I'll just," you took the pen, "yeah." and started writing.

I am your servant, may I light your cigarette?

Those lips smooth, yeah I can feel what you're saying, praying

They say the beast inside of me's gonna get ya, get ya, get

I beg to serve, your wish is my law

"here" you said handing him the book, he read the lyrics a smirk playing on his lips.

"he must be one lucky fella" he spoke, confidence slowly coursing through his veins.

"maybe," you spoke sheepishly handing him the book again, "your turn."

"oh i know sweet girl." he flashed a smile.

Now close those eyes and let me love you to death

Shall I prove I mean what I'm saying, begging

I say the beast inside me is gonna get ya, get ya, get

Let me love you too

Let me love you to death

"eddie" you said, reading the lyrics.

"hmm?"

"you don't mean that." you felt suffocating all of a sudden, how could he love you? it was stupid but it was what you felt.

"I do, i really do, just give me a chance, please?" he pleaded, his voice soft but also at the point of breaking, it was tragic almost.

"it's not you, it's me" you said taking the notebook again and scribbling again, tears slowly forming in your eyes

Hey am I good enough

For you?

Hey am I good enough

For you?

Am I?

Am I good enough

For you?

"don't do that, you're perfect. you really i don't even understand why you think that" eddie said cautiously, taking your hand in his, putting the notebook away, "my sweet girl with the guitar, i fell in love with you the day i saw you for the first time, it was that moment when i was like 'woah that's the kinda girl i wanna spend my life with', you're the one for me i swear, you're the one i want."

"you're the one i want too eddie." you said, smiling drawing circles with your thumb on his hand.

"can i kiss you?" he asked, his hand now on your cheek.

"yes, yes, please" you replied softly, your voice barely a whisper.

and then he kissed you, it was warm and sweet and a bit like cigarettes, you didn't mind that. the kiss tasted like eddie and that is exactly what you wanted, him. your hands were up in his hair and his were gripping your waist, you could feel him smiling in the kiss.

"let me love you to death" he said, pulling away from the kiss, his forehead resting against yours.

"only if you'll let me." you said smiling.

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 4 months

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OMG UR TOO SWEET 😭😭😭 THANK U SM <33 I feel bad cause I feel like I’m kinda bombarding you with stuff but INDONT KNOW WHERE ELSE TO PUT MY THOUGHTS AND THE WAY YOU ALWAYS EXPAND ON STUFF IS SO YUMMY I LOVELOVELOVE TALKING AB STSG X READER 💗💗 omfg them as childhood best friends that both have a crush on u… 🙁🙁 WALK WITH ME RN

Suguru who’s the type of best friend that you know you can count on when you need comforting. When you need a reminder that the world won’t leave you behind- that time isn’t something you need to endlessly chase after, that you’re deserving of a break from stress. Who’s more than happy to soothe you with totally platonic cuddles and tea, stroking your hair or your back with his big, warm hands, some movie you recall watching with him in your childhood playing softly in the background while you rant to him (or stay silent, he doesn’t mind). Who always, always greets you with a hug and a gentle ruffle of your hair. Who your family (and his) always joke about being your boyfriend — which is always met with fake vomiting noises, the rolling of eyes, or scoffs. He hopes you don’t catch the blush on his face. — who cares for you when you’re sick, who makes sure you’re always dressed weather-appropriately and brings a snack and a drink with him for you when you go out anywhere together. Who cares and looks out for you so much you start jokingly referring to him as your “second mother”. Who always listens to what you have to say, pausing to hear your voice no matter what he was preoccupied with before — anything that comes out of your mouth is important to him.

Who cares for all his friends, so you don’t find it out of the ordinary the way he so vehemently keeps you safe and out of trouble, that he notices every little thing about you, that he’s always there for you. Always. Who makes sure to keep it that way- to keep you oblivious to the way he looks at you, to the soft smiles he reserves for you and you alone, to the sickeningly sweet feeling that crawls up his throat when you laugh at his jokes or are physically affectionate with him. Who promises to himself (and to shoko) that one day, he’ll build up the courage confess. But for now, he prefers to enjoy the almost childish giddiness of having a crush — mentally cursing satoru and his childlike habits such as this for rubbing off on him.

Satoru, who realises he’s crushing on you after literally everybody else realises. In his Defense, he’s a naturally affectionate person ! So naturally affectionate that it absolutely flew right past his radar that the need to hug you the way he hugged all his other friends became the need to hug you in a more loving way, the jokingly flirting comments became the need to truthfully tell you how beautiful you look when you laugh, the over dramatic, playful hand kisses as he referred to himself as your knight in shining armour became the need to kiss you silly — and oh fuck, he’s in deep now. Who’s the type of best friend that lives off adrenaline and dopamine rushes and drags you on adventures with him or spends a ridiculous amount of money on you (he claims to invite you on shopping trips with shoko just ‘because’ , but it’s secretly because he knows you’ll look amazing in a certain shirt he passed the other day and seeing you in it will give him a new thing to blush and giggle about for the next 2 weeks) who isn’t the greatest at comforting, but will do his very best to cheer you up with your comfort shows and your favourite snacks (all of which he wrote down in his phone to make sure he doesn’t forget), who gets all pouty when you mention having a little crush on the handsome guy who works at the local cafe — and, for some mysterious reason, suddenly satoru doesn’t like that cafe anymore. “Food wasn’t even that good there anyway 😒” (he’s ridiculous).

Who makes absolutely no effort to hide the fact he’s whipped for you simply because he knows that nobody will think he’s serious — it’s satoru for gods sake, when is he not joking?Who always “jokes” about wanting to kiss you, who always tells people that yeah, hes your boyfriend, just because he likes your flustered reaction. Who treasures the hugs and glances you give him more than anything else in the world. Who loves giving you piggyback rides, who buys a diary for no other purpose than to write about you in it like a lovesick high school girl with a crush, who makes it very known to all of the people who he suspects might dislike you that you’re somebody he truly cares about, and that he’d rather die than let someone treat you bad.

Anyways they’re both clingy overprotective lovesick sillies that would annihilate anyone getting in the way of you being happy and healthy <3333 .I’m actually screaming why is this so long. Don’t look at me I’m hiding SCREAMS I DIDNT MEAN TO WRITE THAT MUCH I GOT CARRIED AWAY… UHM RUNS AWAY ANYWAYS HAVW A LOVELY NIGHT/DAY SSHDKAJDJSKDJJ 💗💗💗

STSG ANON MY BELOVED how did u know childhood besties is my favorite trope ever…….

first of all PLS dw abt sending long asks or anything of the sort i love love love reading these !!! and i love talking abt stsg w u too !! <33 this one in particular just ended me im SO weak for this trope u dont even know 😭😭😭

IM JUST . childhood friends is imho like The best trope for sugu ever and i think ur description is just perfect???? HES SO . hes just so effortlessly good at looking out for u and tending to u hhhhh :<

When you need a reminder that the world won’t leave you behind- that time isn’t something you need to endlessly chase after, that you’re deserving of a break from stress. Who’s more than happy to soothe you with totally platonic cuddles and tea, stroking your hair or your back with his big, warm hands, some movie you recall watching with him in your childhood playing softly in the background while you rant to him (or stay silent, he doesn’t mind).

^ THIS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 i SOBBED i am picking u up and kissing u anon this is so good. he really is just soso soothing???? so comforting?? i feel like he would just be that One thing in life u can always trust and aaaaughhhhh im just so obsessed

HIM BLUSHING WHEN UR PARENTS TEASE U 💔💔💔💔 i can see it so clearly .

i feel like sugu would be okay with never really voicing his feelings for u?? at least not until smth pushes him in that direction . i DO think he’d get kinda jealous if u got a partner but less in a ”theyre mine” way and more in a ”i dont trust anyone else to love them properly” way yknow???? i feel like its just so ingrained in him to take care of u especially since uve known each other for so long!!

can u tell childhood bestie!sugu makes me kinda insane PHSJDHDJ u have no idea what uve awakened in me anon…….. 😭😭

AND CALLING HIM MOM SO REAL!!! he’d just scoff and roll his eyes but i genuinely think it would make him happy LMAOO hes like .. they appreciate me <3 . cutiepie.

anything that comes out of your mouth is important to him. <- IM NODDING MY HEAD SO HARD RN hes such a wonderful listener i just know he always always always pays attention when u speak :((((

Who makes sure to keep it that way- to keep you oblivious to the way he looks at you, to the soft smiles he reserves for you and you alone, to the sickeningly sweet feeling that crawls up his throat when you laugh at his jokes or are physically affectionate with him.

^ AND THISSSSS GOD THIS yeah. we’re so linked anon. i really think he’d be more than okay with just keeping all his love for u unvoiced until the moment is really right….. because you’re just so precious to him!! maybe he’d be afraid of scaring u away too if hes too forward.. or ruining ur friendship…. and he’d rather die than have that yk? ☹️

AAAANNDD THEN GOJO <3333 i havent thought much abt him w this trope tbh SO I WAS SO EXCITED TO HEAR UR THOUGHTS………. and i agree sm i see the vision so clearly . hes just sooo affectionate and clingy and adventurous i feel like he’s the type of bestie to throw rocks at ur window at 2am bc he wants to go buy snacks w u PHDKDH HES JUST;;;;; hes so sweet.

THE PIGGYBACK RIDES…….. and him “joking” around but obv its not actually a joke like thats so …….. stsg anon i need a fic on this whole concept im soo obsessed

Anyways they’re both clingy overprotective lovesick sillies that would annihilate anyone getting in the way of you being happy and healthy <333

^ SO REAL no bc i love literally everything abt this??? i keep saying it but im just in awe of u and ur thoughts stsg anon…

DONT RUN AWAY PSJDJDJ i appreciate u soooo much <3333 tysm for the meal!! as always!! here is a flower for u 🌷

#I HOPE U HAVE THE LOVELIEST DAY/NIGHT TOO <33333 #this is the perfect timing toooo im currently cooking up a fic where sugu is ur childhood bestie hehe #its a kenjaku x reader fic tho LMAO but!! this is such great inspo tysm <33 #i really just think he’d be the sweetest bestie ever :(((#ask tag ✩#stsg anon !! ✩

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deathbxnny · 11 months

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WELCOME BACK!!! Stellaron Hunter Anon missed you!!!

Anyway, I have a request again for ya. Stellaron hunters with an s/o who's like Stocking from PASWG?

In case you dk, Stocking is an angel who was sent down to earth and has to pretty much assassinate dangerous enemies. She can take off her stockings in battle and turn them into swords so she always looks like she's entering a battle empty-handed until SHABAM suddenly she has two swords. She's also a BIG fan of sweets like cakes and pudding.

She also has an older sister who kinda insults her a lot but at the same time is all like, "Aww, you're just the sweetest and smartest lil sh** ever! *peppers their face with kisses as reader groans.*"

(Yes, I tweaked some of the info so it makes more sense)

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A/N: Hey there! Thank you for welcoming me back! Also, I never watched the anime, so thank you for the detailed info and request!<33

Content: Kinda unserious, established relationships, fluff, mentions of battle, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not fully proofread))

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》Blade

Blade didn't really think much of your abilities at first. Sure, you were an angel and an assassin too at that, but he had never seen you use any of your abilities before. Besides, based on your love for sweets, he just assumed you were mostly harmless, somehow.

But that quickly changed once he saw you actually fight again your enemies. To say that he was surprised, when your stockings turned into weapons, would be an understatement. He had never seen such a thing before and it showed, when he was rendered nearly speechless. He will deny his amazement with you stubbornly though, despite how obvious it is.

Blade doesn't like your sister and is pretty blunt about it too. Whenever she insults you, he becomes quite annoyed and tells her to stay quiet or apologise to you, before he gets really angry. You definitely don't take him on any family visits anymore, but your sister at least backed off now.

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》Kafka

Kafka found it so cute, that you were an angel, especially after finding out that you were also an assassin. It was an intriguing contradiction that she absolutely loved about you. She often bought you sweets and pudding as well, since she loved seeing how happy you looked whenever you ate them.

She never underestimated you before on the battlefield, but was very surprised and amazed, when she saw you use your weapons for the first time. She'll definitely praise you for it and ask you about how they worked. She gets a little excited afterwards, whenever she sees you fight your enemies then.

Meeting your sister didn't go over all too well with Kafka, because the passive aggressiveness in the room was practically suffocating. Her sly and well hidden insults hit deep, as she smiled in content at your sisters offence. It's safe to say, that she's not invited over again. She has no regrets either.

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》Silver Wolf

She found it pretty cool, that you were an angel and an assassin at the same time. She liked how contradicting it was and found it even a little amusing. She'd get you to play video games with her, whilst she shares pudding and cake with you. She often wins the games by distracting you with sweets too.

She knew of your abilities and your stockings, but still finds herself being amazed everytime she sees you create swords pu of them so easily. She finds it funny, but also super amazing, which you usually hear through a compliment in your headset from her. She sometimes even sends a video of it into the organisations group chat just to flex how cool it is to everyone.

Meeting your sister doesn't go well for her either with Silver Wolf, as your girlfriend wasn't taking her insults or mean actions very lightly. She was sarcastic and full on ignored your sister, not caring if she was offended, before she took you back home to cheer you up with more sweets and video games.

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A/N: I hope this was okay! Thank you again for the request!<33

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heyy i absolutely love your fics<33 maybe you could write something smutty with Lars again

hii! tyank you sm appreciate it! <33 omg yes, i could! thx for u req :)

Starry Eyes

Lars Ulrich x Fem!Reader

Warnings:Smut, heavy smut. (Minors dni! 18+ people onlyy. sorry kiddos, don't need you reading smut! although i can't force you, it's highly recommended you don't read this.)

Summary/Plot: In Request <3

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It was after a concert, the crowd cheered while the 4 band mates walked off stage into the backstage area. They dripped in sweat, practically drenched in it. it was like someone dumped a bucket of water on them. You greeted them. "That was an awesome show!" You cheered eagerly. "Thank you, Y/N." James said, with a chuckle. Kirk nodded. Lars and Cliff came walking in after them. They walked into the dressing room.

You stayed out, and you heard the showers running, meaning one or two of them hit the showers. You sat somewhere somewhat comfortable. You looked around, seeing the amps, and guitars. You thought all that shit was cool. Seeing people work with their hands switching from one chord to another. Seeing the drummer play was cool as well. You sighed, ur breath hitched. James and Kirk walked out of the dressing room. "So, what'd you think of the songs? This was our first time playing 'Ride The Lighting' live, y'know?" Kirk said, a smile peered across his lips.

"You guys did really well. The songs were great!" You exclaimed. "Well, I'm glad you like it. We still have another show in New York somewhere." James said. "Wonder how that's gonna go. The line to get in would be long as hell. Considering New York streets are crowded. Never clear." Kirk joked. "I agree. New York is never empty. Even if theres 10 inches of snow. They'd be walking thru the snow like it's nothing." You laughed. James pulled out a cigarette, lighting the tip. He smoked it. "Still haven't figured out what we should do for our next album." James said. "Maybe it could have something to do with justice?" You said. "I don't know. But that'd be cool. Liberty and justice for all." Kirk smiled.

Cliff walked out. "Whats up?" Cliff asked. "Dunno, talking about our show in New York and shit." You said. "Oh yeah? Well I think New York would be somewhat cool? But walking the street's going to bars and stuff would be crazy. People swarming you for autographs. Too chaotic for me." Cliff said. "I agree." You nodded ur head in agreement with Cliff. "Whats Lars doing?" You asked. "Dunno. Maybe go check on him?" Kirk would say. "Alright, be right back." You said. You walked in, Lars was peeling the tape off his fingers. "Hey, Y/N." Lars smiled cockily. "No need for the cocky look Lars. I was just checking in on you." You rolled ur eye's playfully.

"I still haven't jumped in the shower yet." Lars explained. "I think I might need too, theres like no air conditioning up in here. I'm sweating. I feel drenched." You explained. "Okay, you go do that. I'll be in here." He said. You walked off. Your clothes were fine, so you would rewear them. You hopped in the shower, ur body fully exposed. You close the shower curtain and door. You heard footsteps though. You grabbed one of the clean non-used loofas. You cleaned urself, rinsing everything off. You started cleaning ur hair. You soon washed everything,. The shower shut off. You peeked out. You quickly grabbed the towel, drying urself off before wrapping urself in the towel. The towel was kinda short. Lars came by. "Holy crap." He muttered to himself. You looked around for ur clothes. "Where the hell did I put my clothes?" You asked, bending over and looking down to see if you left it there.

You turned around, looking at Lars. You looked down, seeing his rock hard dick poking thru his pants. "Shit-" He looked at you. You just froze. "Need help- uhm, with that?" You asked. Lars nodded, mesmerized. You walked over to Lars, getting down on ur your knees. You pulled Lars pants down, and his boxers. You kissed the tip, your wet lips teasing Lars. He held his hands up, throwing his head back slightly. You put your warm mouth onto his dick. You started sucking, gagging slightly. Muffled noises escaped you. "Fuckk," Lars groaned. He moved his hands to ur hair, his fingers intangled into your hair. He rocked his hips.

Cum drizzled into your throat. You gagged, taking ur mouth off his dick. You swallowed, biting ur lip. Lars moved you against the wall. He tore ur towel off. He slowly entered you. "Lars!" You moaned out, your heart pounding. He gripped ur hips, leaning into the crook of ur neck, kissing and leaving love bites across ur shoulder and up ur neck. "So tight," Lars whispered. He moved his hands to your hair. tugging at it slightly. "Please.." You whined. "Please what? Use your words baby." He cockily said. "Please go faster.." You whimpered. He nodded, going faster at the moment.

Cum leaked between ur legs. You panted. Lars pulled out of you, cumming on ur ass. He grunted, putting his clothes on, and helping you especially. You two walked out, acting like nothing happened.

The boys snickered.

You both looked at each other. "What?"

"Nothing." James laughed.

"Whatever." You and Lars went to sit down next to them. Cliff just laughed.

"Oh shut up!" You said. "Okay okay." Kirk said, chuckling.

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