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yuujtadori · 1 day

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home race - (oscarpiastri x fem!reader)

summary: the eight home race for the piastri.

author note: i heard rumors of oscar moving/living in monaco so i ran through with this smau lmaoo so don’t take this seriously hehe

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri guess who is in monaco? 🇲🇨

user1 OMG

user2 miss alicia debut?? 😮

user3 she’s BIG now

yourprivateuser beautiful girl 🫶🏻

user4 watch oscar win a podium

user5 the yellow 😭

logansargeant she’s going to eat everything there

oscar replied -> 🤨🤨 what are you accusing

user6 LMAOOO

mclaren we have a special spot for her tomorrow 😮‍💨

yourprivateuser

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yourprivateuser one moment at the tracks then 10 minutes later we are home 😮‍💨

loganprivateuser i’ll come up there in a bit

you replied -> you are always welcome 🙏🏻

loganprivateuser thanking the gods you guys move to monaco 🤝🏻 i can stay for free

you replied -> 😒😒😒

oscarprivateuser did she rest well babe?

you replied -> she slept for a long time 🥹

yourbsf the YELLOW. the KOALA. im- 😞

you replied -> I AGREE!! so cute 😇

yourprivateuser

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yourprivateuser ready to go to quali today

oscarprivateuser feeling the luck already 💛

yourbsf your baby is so stylish wtf girl

you replied -> 🤪

loganprivateuser we need to hangout after the race is over

you replied -> we have quite a long time before the next race 🫢

yourusername

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yournamepiastri alicia said hi and yes this is my new official account 🙌🏻 be gentle with me and thank you. ❤️

user1 her username 😭

user2 that username 👀

oscarpiastri my girls

you replied -> she miss you today 🥹

landonorris welcome y/nn

you replied -> so excited!!

yourbsf FINALLY BITCH

you replied -> 😭😭😭

user2 stunning

user3 i want her

user4 can oscar fight?? 🤨🥊

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri an adoption a podium and my girls being here what a week.

yournamepiastri SO PROUD!!! 😭💛🏆

yournamepiastri i knew you could do it ❤️

user3 the adoption joke 😭

user4 -> would alicia be alicia jane piastri-leclerc 🤨

user5 charles is a grandfather i fear

user81 -> he aint even 40 yet 😂

user6 missing monaco 2024 already 💔

user7 next home race is 🇨🇦👀

yourusername

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yournamepiastri this is alicia live reaction to daddy getting a podium 😥 with the way her pointing finger being ☝🏻i think she knew it in her dreams 🫣 @/oscarpiastri

user1 LMAOO

user3 i love u for this 🤣🤣

user2 she was not AWARE i fear 🙏🏻

oscarpiastri thank you alicia for the support 😂

user4 hilarious 😭

yourbsf ME☝🏻

you replied -> get OUT of here sis 🫵🏻

author note: i wanted to include monaco 2024 in a smau. it so dear to me and due to oscar first podium of 2024. 💛🏆

#oscar piastri #oscar piastri x fem!reader #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri imagine #oscar piastri fluff #oscar piastri smau #formula one #formula 1 #formula one smau #formula 1 imagine #mclaren

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supercalliefragelistic · 3 days

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could i request emily x polyglot!reader? someone finds out r can speak multiple languages, so naturally derek challenges her and em to see who can speak the most languages

so emily and r get into a language competition (?) and the 2 make a bet of whoever wins, gets a special prize from the loser *wink wonk* pls? it starts with innocent foreign banyer then ends up gettin dirtier if that makes sense? top!em pls 😊

thank u for reading, if ur not comfortable its all good! :D

hi anon!! thank you for the request <3 this is a super good idea, i was very excited to write it. it kind of morphed from your request a bit, but the main idea is still there. i do want to specify that i am by no means fluent or even proficient in any of the languages used in this fic (besides english 😭) because let’s be real— 4 years of spanish did *not* stick with me, so i used quite a bit of google translate. you might want to keep it handy too! i hope you enjoy :)

p.s. this is my first fic in a very very long time, please be kind <3

love language

emily prentiss x fem!reader

rating: 18+ MDNI

warnings: smut, cursing, oral (r receiving), fingering, dom!emily, i think that’s it?

w.c.: 1.3k

It was a long day for the members of the BAU. Back-to-back-to-back cases on short amounts of sleep were starting to wear on the team, and it didn’t help that the current case was stumping them.

“Oh, look at this, guys,” Morgan says, showing a picture from the newest crime scene. “Looks like there’s some writing in another language.”

You drop your head into your hands, taking a deep breath as you try to reset yourself and focus on the case.

“Looks like French, where’s Emily?” JJ asks.

You study the picture for a second before speaking up. “Dire la vérité— tell the truth.”

Morgan’s eyes cut to you. “Y/N, you speak French? And really, where is Prentiss?”

You’re about to respond as the door opens and Emily walks in from the bathroom. “Emily, did you know Y/N speaks French?”

Her face is surprised. “Huh. I didn’t. What else are you keeping from us?” She jokes.

Your eyebrows raise and you smile. “I speak a little bit more than French,” you say, not wanting to brag.

“What other languages do you speak?” Reid asks curiously.

“Well, French, and also Spanish, German, and Italian. Mostly Romance languages,” you say.

“Here’s a challenge,” Derek says. “Which one of you can speak in a different language for the longest?”

“¿Cómo no sabía que eras políglota?” Emily asks, effectively starting the competition.

“Nunca surgió en la conversación,” you respond plainly.

She laughs. “¡Podríamos haber estado teniendo conversaciones secretas todo este tiempo!”

“¿Qué tipo de conversaciones secretas te gustaría tener, Prentiss?” You say, raising an eyebrow.

She blushes slightly, flustered. She switches to French, trying to keep you on your toes. “Eh bien, je ne sais pas. Des trucs qu'on ne veut pas que Morgan écoute.” Her eyes flit to Morgan’s as she mentions him and he looks confused.

“What are the two of you talking about? And what are you saying about me?” He asks, looking between you and Emily.

You let out a small chuckle. “Tu ne veux juste pas que Derek m'entende te traiter de jolie et qu'il devienne jaloux, hmm?”

“This is all well and good, but shouldn’t we be getting back to the case?” Reid interjects.

“Yes, definitely,” you say, straightening your hair and pulling yourself back into focus mode.

After some more discussion on the use of a foreign language at the crime scene, the team decides to break for lunch. You take a quick trip to the bathroom and end up washing your hands at the same time as Emily.

“So, what was that?” She asks.

You’re caught off guard. “What was what?”

“You think I’m pretty,” she replies. “You told me I’m pretty in French. What was that about?”

You stammer a bit. “Well, I do think you’re pretty, Emily. I think you’re beautiful,” you admit.

“It’s interesting,” she says, stepping closer to you and placing a hand on your waist. “You speak three romance languages, and while it’s not the same meaning, you picked the most romantic language to compliment me in. Even if I couldn’t tell from the long glances and the way your heart is pounding right now, that alone would’ve told me what I’m pretty sure I know,” she finishes, looking you dead in the eyes.

Her hand is heavy on your waist and your mind is racing. “And what do you know?”

Emily’s other hand trails from your shoulder to your jaw and pulls your chin up so you’re forced to look in her eyes. “You have feelings for me,” she states.

You hold her gaze for a second. “I hate profilers.” There’s a noticeable tension between the two of you before Emily smirks at you. You feel yourself inching closer to her and then you’re pressing your lips to hers. She reciprocates the kiss without hesitation, and you feel her hands pull you in by your hips.

The kiss gets broken and Emily rests her forehead on yours as you catch your breath. Your eyes meet and you share a smile. “Embrasse-moi encore, s'il te plaît,” you say softly.

“Oui chérie,” she replies, already leaning into kiss you again. Her lips meet yours in a passionate kiss and she pushes you up against the door of the bathroom. She flips the lock of the door. Emily doesn’t want anyone interrupting.

Emily’s breath was warm against your neck as she kissed the tender skin. Pulling the collar of your shirt aside, she sucks a deep purple mark into your collar bone, drawing soft whines from you. “Shhh baby, don’t want the others to hear you, right?” She says, kissing the skin she marked soothingly.

She switches languages again and whispers in your ear. “¿Que quieres, hermosa?”

You meet her eyes and can feel the lust practically radiating off of Emily. “Want you to touch me,” you respond.

Within seconds, she’s on the floor in front of you, unzipping your slacks. Her fingers trace you through your panties. “You’re soaked, baby,” she says.

“For you,” you say, bracing your hands on the wall behind you as she teases you.

Emily pulls your panties down and rests your leg on her shoulder as her fingers find your clit. It’s almost electric, the way she rubs tight circles into the bundle of nerves. “Emily,” you moan out her name.

Her ministrations stop, causing you to whine out again at the loss of contact. “What did I tell you? Not a sound, or I’ll stop completely.”

You nod, covering your mouth with one hand as Emily runs her tongue through your wet cunt. She groans at the taste. “You’re fucking delicious,” she says, voice deep and dripping with arousal. It’s nearly impossible to stay quiet as her lips close around your clit, teeth gently scraping, making your legs tremble.

Your hands find a home tangled in Emily’s hair as you hold her face close. Her tongue slides back from your clit to your entrance. Your teeth clamp down against your lower lip as Emily’s tongue plunges inside of you. Her face is wet with your slick as she tongue fucks you, the sight alone bringing you close to the edge.

Emily then licks back through your cunt, sucking on your clit as she pushes a finger inside of you. Clouded in pleasure, you can’t focus on anything except the need to cum as she adds another finger and your walls are clenching around her. “Squeezing me so good baby, you want to cum?” she asks.

Your head nods frantically. “Yes— please, wanna cum,” you say breathily.

Emily curls her fingers up to press against that spongy spot inside of you. “Cum for me,” she commands, returning to suck at your clit as she hits your G-spot over and over again.

Your body shakes as she sends you over the edge of your orgasm. Her name is falling from your lips in a quiet whisper as you soak her fingers and face.

“You did so good for me,” she says, standing up and kissing your temple.

Catching your breath feels difficult, but you begin to fix your clothes and look presentable.

“Это было так хорошо, озорная девчонка,” Emily says, fixing her lipstick in the bathroom mirror.

“You may have just rocked my world, Prentiss, but I did not gain the ability to speak Russian,” you laugh.

The two of you make eye contact in the mirror, which starts you both up laughing, when a knock sounds from the door. You freeze, flushing in embarrassment.

Emily unlocks the bathroom door, opens it, and finds an impatient JJ awaiting you. “What are the two of you doing? We have an unsub to catch,” she says, turning around and heading back to the rest of the team.

Emily throws you a wink and follows after JJ.

You’re pretty positive this isn’t going to be a one-time thing.

#emily prentiss smut #emily prentiss x reader #emily prentiss x you #emily prentiss x y/n #emily prentiss fanfiction #emily prentiss #criminal minds #emily prentiss cm #emily prentiss criminal minds #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds smut

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iamirish · 3 days

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"Promise?" Joost Klein x fem!reader

A/n: okay I know I said I was going to be writing part two of the other story but I got sidetracked and wrote this instead. Don't worry, there will still be a part 2 of the other one some time this week though!! Also I didn't properly proof read this so sorry if its shit 😭 (also schat means like babe in Dutch)

Context: Just for this specific story Joost is 22 and your 21. This is like when he had that black and white clown makeup on and he looked so good 😻

Warnings: kissing, cursing and nothing else!!

I pulled up to the sketchy looking building with my car packed full of makeup supplies. I was hired to do some performers makeup, apparently he's quite big but they didn't tell me his name. I went over to the back door I was instructed to go to in the message they sent me, and knocked on it. A small women opened the door. She was holding a clipboard and seemed quite tense. I gave her a small smile as I said "Hi! Um I'm here for makeup?" She looked at me and then in a monotone voice said "yeah okay, go down that corridor, second door on the left". Even though I thought she was rude I nodded and thanked her before setting off down the hallway. When I reached the door I tapped on it again and said "makeup!". I waited for a moment before I heard a deep voice with a Dutch accent shout "come in!".

I walked in and as soon as I saw him I froze. It was my ex boyfriend from high school, Joost. I should've known as soon as I heard that voice. He was looking down at his phone, sitting in the makeup chair when he turned to look at me. A smirk spread across his face as he said in a snarky tone "Well look at who it is. Did you miss me y/n. Its only been hmmm let's see...5 years since we last met". I rolled my eyes before saying "Oh get over yourself already, you're just as cocky and arrogant as you were back then I see". I wanted nothing more than to just walk out of there and leave, but I really needed this money right now.

As he sat in the chair I began to paint his face completely white. It was awkward, and I felt a need to break the silence so I said in a low voice "so, after all these years your dream of being a music artist really came true, huh?". He laughed softly a little before he shrugged and said "I guess so.....". He then jokingly said in a stupid, cocky voice "I'm just too cool and famous to talk to you now". As he joked, he quickly turned his head away and held his hand up. When he pulled up his hand he accidentally hit the makeup sponge covered in white face paint and it smudged across my cheek and on the bottom corner of my lips. He looked at me and then we both burst out laughing.

He then turned to look at me as I sat close and directly in front of him. He studied my face a bit more intently before lifting up my chin with his fingers and wiping the paint off my lips with his thumb. As he just about finished wiping it off he said "and...there..its gone now". I turned away as I felt my cheeks flush red with embarrassment before I turned back to him and quietly said "thanks....".

I thought it was strange. I had only remembered Joost as this arrogant douche bag, but I forgot that in small intimate moments he could be so sweet. Joost and I had dated for just over a year in high school. I had come to The Netherlands as an exchange student and I immediately took to the cute blond guy in the year above me. Sure he was a dickhead sometimes, but he really was just a sweetheart deep down. I broke up with him after an argument we had over something so stupid I can't even remember now. The next week I moved back to my home country and we never spoke again. Even though the relationship didn't last that long, I always thought of Joost and it seems that he thought of me too after all those years.

After I finished his white facepaint, I began to do the black paint around his eyes. I tried to do the details but I just couldn't get it right in this position. I then instructed him to go and sit on the sofa and lean his head back as I kneeled on the cushion beside him. I still just couldn't get it right. I kept awkwardly leaning over him trying to get it right before he got fed up and said in a cocky tone with a smirk "Oh come on, don't be shy sweetheart, just sit on my lap. It's nothing you haven't done before". I rolled my eyes and reluctantly gave in as I said "fine" in a frustrated tone. I put one knee either side of his legs as I pulled his chin down and finally got the details of the eye makeup right. He chuckled a little to himself as I held his chin and finished up the final parts of the look. As I had a focused look on my face I said to him "what's so funny?". He grinned as he opened his eyes to look at me and said "You're acting as if you aren't enjoying this right now schat". I blushed brightly again. I hated how well he knew me. I said in a small, annoyed voice "Oh shut up....".

When I had finally finished I dabbed his face one more time before leaning back to admire my work. I then said to him "okay your all done! Youre on stage in like 15 minutes now anyway". He thanked me before I began to get up off his lap. I then felt his hand grab my waist as he said in a desperate almost pleading tone "wait....please just stay for another minute....". I tried to leave but I just couldn't resist those puppy eyes he gave me. I then locked eyes with him as I said "okay...I'll wait..". Tension lingered in the air for a moment before I thought to myself "fuck it". I then cupped his face with one hand as I leaned in a softly yet passionately kissed him. My other hand gently tugged on the back of his hair as he had a comforting grip on my waist. After a few moments I pulled away and took a breath. We both looked at eachother before laughing. Neither of us could never be serious. I then sighed and said "okay you've really got to go now Joost". He groaned before softly saying "fine...but just promise me one thing. Please don't leave again. I thought about you everyday for those years you were gone. I can't lose you again....". I smiled gently at him before saying in a gentle tone "okay...I promise...". I kissed him on the cheek one last time before signalling to him that he had to go. As he got up to leave I noticed that my red lipstick had left stains on his lips and cheek. "Shit! Do you want me to quickly fix it?" I nervously asked. He laughed as he smirked at me and said "nah I like it".

A/n: omg this is probably the longest one I've written yet wow. Also if anyone wants to be tagged in part two of the other story when I write it lmk!! 🫶

#joost #joost klein #joost klein fanfiction #joost klein x reader #free joost #justice for joost #eurovision #makeup #hes so cute #oh wow #joost x reader

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chriss-slut · 23 hours

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Fuck me even if you hate me

~ Dom!Chris x sub!fem!reader ~

Synopsis: You're now living with your enemy but he gets jealous of you hooking up with other guys.

warning: SMUT!!!! slightly toxic!Chris and reader, a few petnames (ma & slut), rough sex, unprotected p in v, a little bit of fingering and breast kissing, cursing, i guess thats all?

A/N: Its my first time doing this so im sorry if its horrible 😭

Chris and I have always hated each other in highschool. He was a cocky, arrogant, popular guy and I was... well, the same. We were both popular in our sides. Two popular people, opposite genders, the same personality, but who despised each other.

Chris was the most handsome guy in school. I cant deny he was hot, but the only thing that came to my mind when i see him is our rivalry.

We both were always partying and hooking up with several guys and girls (me with guys, him with girls), so we're both intimitading people, at least for us, everyone loved us.

After graduation, i was happy i'd finally get rid of him. A brand new start: college life.

Right now, I'm about to meet my new roommate. I slowly open the door and... no way.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" I ask Chris, looking at him sitting on one of the beds, scrolling on his phone.

Chris looks up and his eyes widen "What are you doing here??"

"I'm in my dorm" i speak, already slightly pissed off, stepping in the room.

"Uh, no. You're in my dorm." Chris speaks, that smug tone of voice that i hated.

I roll my eyes and say back, sighing "well, i guess its our dorm now..."

"Who the fuck put us both together??" Chris asks me, fixing his position in bed so he's facing my way.

"You're asking me?? How am i supposted to know?? The only thing i know is, it was a horrible person."

Chris nods quickly, also rolling my eyes at my attitude. "Yeah, it must've been the worst teacher in here... or maybe, just someone random, since we're both new in this school, dumbass!"

I roll my eyes and sit down in my bed, leaning against the headboard. I grab my phone and speak to Chris while looking at my phone. "Let's make a deal. I don't bother you. You don't bother me. Let's not make this harder than it already is."

Chris does the same as me, but putting on his headphones, ready to listen to music. "Deal."

"Deal."

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After a few hours, its now 10pm. I stand up from my bed and i start putting on my leather boots

"Where you goin'?" I hear Chris asking from his bed.

"Uh... why do you wanna know?" I ask back, now finishing putting my boots on.

"Well, maybe 'cuz its 10pm?"

"And? Its not like you don't do the same thing... 'm going to a party." I speak, now putting on my jacket.

"A party? At the first day of school? Alright, miss popular!" Chris says, mocking me with his hands raised in "defense".

I roll my eyes and open my dorm door, "g'night!" I say before going out and closing the foor behind me.

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Hours later, at 4am, i slam the door open. My hair and make up all messed up, panting hard.

"What the fuck happened to you?? Got hit by a truck?" Chris asks, laughing at his own joke, looking at me from his bed.

I roll my eyes "A truck no. A guy."

Chris' eyes widen, he seems a bit... jealous? "Oh. I didn't want to know that."

I giggle softly, still panting slightly "You asked!"

Chris roll my eyes and turns around in bed, going back to his phone. I lay down in my bed for a bit, trying to get my breath to normal. Once it's done, i stand up and go over the bathroom, not locking the door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"Come in!" I yell from the bathroom, bent over the sink as i take off my make up

Chris gets caught off guard from me letting him come in but he opens the door, his eyes widening as he sees my position. He steps in and closes the door behind him, leaning back against the wall, staring at me.

"What??" I ask, looking at him in the mirror.

"Nothin'... just came to see what was taking so long." Chris says, teasingly.

I frown at him through the mirror. "mh... why, you missed me?" I ask cocky with a smirk.

Chris rolls his eyes "No."

"You wanna use it?" I ask him in a more kind tone.

Chris looks up and down at me, now walking towards me. "Sure do." He says teasing, putting his hands around my waist and pulling me closer.

"What the fuck are you doing??" I ask him, feeling his crotch against my covered ass.

Chris chuckles softly, now caressing my sides. "Just wanted your attention..." He speaks, looking down at my body.

"Hm... why? Did you get jealous of me hookin' up with another guy?" I ask cocky with a smirk, still doing my skin care.

Chris rolls his eyes, getting a little more annoyed when i mention the guy again. He starts to press me against him a little bit more forceful, his crotch rubbing against my ass harder. Chris leans over to my height, his face just next to mine in the mirror. "Yeah I was… I got a bit annoyed when you were talkin’ about that guy." He mutters in a low voice as his eyes stare into mine through the mirror.

"Oh yeah?" I smirk cocky "well, then, i should tell you how goood that was... oh, he made me feel so satisfied..."

Chris growls annoyed, him pressing more against my ass and his hands in my waist tightening. "you dont know with who you're talking to..." Chris mumbles between his teeth.

"Actually, i do... i bet you're not even big. I'm not feeling a thing against me" I speak arrogant.

Chris’ eyes widen as i speak down to him like that, making his possessive nature take over. He quickly spun me around and backed me up against the sink. "Say that again, you little brat…" He speaks, his hands firmly gripping my hips. He got a little rougher with his movements, his touch more demanding as he pull me closer in. I would be lying if i say it didn't turn me on.

I look up at him, smirking "i said i didn't feel anything in those pants" i say, now looking down at his sweatpants.

Chris grabs my chin and making me look up at him. His eyes are sharp as he glares down at me, his expression somewhat cold. "You got anything else to say?" He mutters in a warning tone, watching as my cocky expression forms on my face once again. "Nah... you're not worth my words"

Just the tone of my voice really pushes Chris off the edge. He was already possessive, but now he definitely has it in him. "Shut up…" Chris growls as he grabs my jaw, his grip firm and somewhat painful. He has me shoved against the sink, his hands tightly gripping my chin.

"Or what?" I ask with a cocky smirk.

Chris’ eyebrows furrow at my tone of voice. He didn’t like that bratty attitude of mine. Without any warning, he suddenly presses his lips roughly against mine, his kiss demanding and forceful.

I quickly move my hands to his neck, kissing him back. Our tongues fighting for dominance as we make out roughly. Chris was taken back with my dominance, but it just turned him more on. He tightens his grip in my neck as we kiss.

Suddenly, Chris puts his hands under my ass, in my thighs, and picks me up to sit on the sink, him standing in front of me, between my legs.

We pull away from the kiss and he speaks "you want me to prove you you're wrong?"

I pout thoughtful, sarcastic "hmmm, why not?"

Chris rolls his eyes and move his hands up my body, taking off my black crop top. He stared at my half covered breasts and bite his lips. He slides his hands to my back and unbuckle my bra, tossing it to the floor.

"I can't believe I'm saying this but, you're hot." Chris says, looking at my bare chest, now leaning to kiss around my nipples.

I smile softly at him and say "you're a bit hot yourself."

Chris pulls away from me and pull his sweatpants down. His now half-hardened dick bulging his boxers. I look down at it and my eyes widen. Wow, he's huge!

Chris laughs at my face "What? You like what you see?"

"U-uh... n-no..." i lie, trying to look away from him.

"Dont worry about it." Chris speaks low, now pulling down his boxers. His hard cock hitting his lower stomach, making my eyes shine at the view.

He walks closer to me again and grip my hips. "You gonna stay staring or you're gonna strip yourself f'me?" Chris says in a dominating but somewhat gentle tone.

I just nod and help him take off my skirt, just as my thong. He looks down at my, now wet, pussy and he smirks. "Already wet, huh?" Just by hearing him say that made my slit wetter.

I don't even have time to respond before i feel Chris' fingers slide inside of me, earning a moan of me.

"Oh, look at how wet you are... not even that tight to my fingers. How many guys you already fucked, you slut?" Chris whispers in my ear, his fingers slowly going in and out my wet cunt, making me moan again.

Chris fingers me for more 10 seconds and pull out, making me let out a frustrated moan "c-chris... p-please..."

Chris lets out a little chuckle "needy already? I guess you'll have to beg a bit for it... what do you want?" Chris asks me, his hand gripping my jaw, making me look at him.

"I-i want you... p-please... p-please, i need your dick inside of me..." i whine, looking up at him with puppy eyes.

Chris chuckles and mutters "pathetic.." before slamming into me, i moan loud, not expecting it at all.

Chris stays still for 5 seconds, letting me adjust to his huge size and then starts thrusting in and out of me, not fast but not slow. "Fuck, you're so tight. How can a stupid girl like you can have such a delicious pussy?" Chris says, pounding into me as i moan loud. His hands gripping my jaw and my hip, not letting me look away from him.

"f-fuck, y-youre so d-deep..." i moan out, my breathing heavy already.

"Huh? What did you say? I thought you said i wasn't big." he says with his stupid smirk on his face. I just moan in response, my eyes rolling back from his cock hitting the right spot every time he pounds into me.

My back arches as my eyes roll back "c-chris... i-..." i moan out, hardly speaking.

"You're close already? I didn't even started..." Chris says cocky, now starting to speed up the pace, going faster and harder into my cunt. I moan loud, my head would be leaning back if he wasn't gripping it, i can feel the knot in my stomach approaching, my pussy slightly clenching around him already.

"Mmmh, fuck, ma... why do you have to be so hot? Why do you have to fit perfectly around my cock?" Chris speaks softly, moaning a bit too. He starts thrusting faster and harder, making me moan loudly again

"O-oh gosh, Chris! F-fuck, it's so g-good!" I moan out.

"It is, isn't it? C'mon, tell me you like it. Show me how much of a slut you are." Chris speaks, his breathing heavy already, groaning softly.

I moan loud, my nails digging Chris' shoulders. "I-it f-feels so good... y-your cock feels-.. amazing in me..." i moan out.

"Oh yeah... you're missing something, ma." Chris speaks, now leaning to kiss, nibble and suck my neck.

"I... i-i.. i-I'm a s-slut... i-I'm a slut f-for you..." i stutter, my orgasm coming close already.

"For me?? Just for me??" "J-just f-for you..."

Chris leans to whisper in my ear "you're never fucking other guys again, got it? You're mine"

My cunt clenches around Chris as he says that, i nod frantically, now desperate to cum.

"Good." He whisper to me, now going faster and deeper, driving me crazy.

"O-oh Chris! Chris, 'm so... so close!" I moan out, my voice now high-pinched.

Chris lets out a cocky breathy laugh, thrusting into me harder while kissing my neck. "S-same, ma... h-hold on a sec..."

"I-i can't!" I moan loud, high-pinched, as my cunt clenches around Chris' cock, making it start to twitch inside of me.

Chris bites my neck harshly and mumble "cum f'me. Cum in my cock, ma.". That sends me over the edge, my whole body shaking as i cum around chris' dick, also feeling him panting my walls white. We both collapse into each others arms, panting hardly.

Once we both recover, chris pulls out and grips my jaw, making me look at him. "No one will ever know about this, you hear me?" He speaks in a mad tone. I nod as i look up at him, still with puppy eyes. He leans and give me a peck on the lips. "Good girl" he says, before dressing up and get out of the bathroom, leaving me there. What the hell just happened???

I hope you liked itttt!! Pls tell me what you think in the comments, i'd appreciate it :) xoxo

#christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo smut #chris sturniolo x reader #chris x reader #chris sturniolo fluff #sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo x you #christopher #sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #the sturniolo triplets #matthew sturniolo

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raven-at-the-writing-desk · 2 days

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Guess that makes Lilia bond with his club mate Cater, who canonically said if anything [Epel] always has a mother 🤡

[Referencing this post!]

AT LEAST CATER WAS JOKING ABOUT IT TO BE CHEEKY TO TREY 😭 Meanwhile Lilia would be serious about going after your mom/j

For those who may be confused about the context of Cater bringing up Epel's mom, this occurs in Cater's Ceremonial Robes vignettes. The first one opens with Cater and Trey watching the sorting ceremony and trying to guess where the students will be placed. When it's Epel's turn, Cater remarks that he looks cute, so he hopes Epel gets into Heartslabyul. Cater also says that if Epel had an older sister, she would be very pretty; the implication here is that Cater wants Epel to be put into Heartslabyul so he could potentially date Epel's older sister. Trey then says Cater wants Epel in Heartslabyul for his own benefit and points out that Epel may not even have an older sister to begin with (which is true). Cater essentially responds by saying, "Even so, there's always his mom... Hey, I'm just kidding!"

If you play EN, these lines were scrubbed and replaced with an exchange about washing dishes. When Trey asks Cater why he thinks Epel will be sorted into Heartslabyul, Cater replies, "Because he’s as cute as a button! And he looks like the kinda guy who wouldn’t leave his dirty dishes all over the place." Instead of saying Cater wants Epel in their dorm for his own benefit, Trey says, "Are you sure you don’t just want him to clean up YOUR dirty dishes?" to which Cater responds with, "I’ve been better about that lately!"

In both EN and JP, Trey says he thinks Epel won’t end up in Heartslabyul. Cater then becomes slightly frustrated and asks Trey to not ignore him.

I’m guessing the change was made in the localization because they worried a Western audience would find the idea of a student hitting on someone’s parent uncomfortable, even if it is presented in-game as a joke.

#twst #twisted wonderland #Cater Diamond #Trey Clover #Epel Felmier #Lilia Vanrouge #disney twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst en #twisted wonderland en #cater ceremonial robes vignette spoilers #notes from the writing raven

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wonton4rang · 3 days

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hihi i love your post and i see your request are open so of you dont mind can you do a bonedo reaction of them getting jealous or smth along those lines, and its completely up to you whether its nsfw or sfw

thank you !!:)

hiiii~ tysm for giving me the chance, i'm glad you like it. and ofc I'd be more than happy to do thisssss. I'll do it nsfw because OH MY GOSH HEAR ME OUT ‼️‼️ this came out quicker than i thought 😭

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Stop it ¡!

pairing: bnd legal line x reader.

warnings: +18, jealousy (duh), toxic behaviour, some smut, usage of the boy's real names.

summary: bnd legal line getting jealous over things and how i think they'll act in those situations.

note: if you find any typos, feel free to let me know so i can correct them~

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sungho;

he would get jealous over things that you couldn't even imagine, he wouldn't get jealous a lot tho, i see him as a very mature and confident person so if you guys are as in love as it appears to be he wouldn't mind.

but when he sees you're laughing way too much with jaehyun, touching his arm and him touching your hands while you both share a space in the small sofa, it makes him feel kinda pressured, his chest feeling heavy and an uncomfortable expression landing on his face.

"sungho, baby, everything okay?"

"yeah, it's just... what were you talking about with jaehyun earlier?"

"we were just joking, why? did i say something that upset you?"

"no, i... i just didn't like to see you being so close with him" you just looked at him in silence and he shaked his head before adding "i guess i was jealous that he was making you laugh so much"

"baby, you make me laugh too"

"i didn't like the way he held your hands and you let him"

"i'm sorry, it won't happen again if it makes you uncomfortable. but... you do know that i only like you, right? that you are the only one for me, right?"

and he would just shyly smile and nod before giving you a candid kiss, laying you down in bed to make love to you and remind you who was the only one for you.

riwoo;

sanghyeok is such a shy boy but he is also very playful when he feels comfortable so i definitely see him playing around with you and the boys, probably at the field or in a pool, laughing and having the best time of his life until he sees sungho playing a little bit too close to you, holding your waist and dodging balls or stopping the boys from splashing water at your face.

he would stop laughing right away, remaining silent for the rest of the afternoon, you didn't even notice because you were soooo busy with the other boys.

you would approach him but he wouldn't even look at you when you called his name, mumbling a soft "go talk to the boys about it" you honestly laughed at how cute he looked being this jealous, you cupped his face and kissed his lips without asking for permission, his cheeks flushing at that very instant.

"what are you doing?"

"can't i kiss my boyfriend?"

"you were ignoring me all day"

"i was not... at least not intentionally, look, hyeok-ah, i'm sorry, okay? can you forgive me this time?" and he would simply nod, holding your hand to go back into the group, they already knew what happened and apologized too for the misunderstanding.

the afternoon went by as normal but you could catch him glancing at you and holding your hand every time he had the chance.

jaehyun;

i am soooo sorry but he wouldn't stfu and watch, he is definitely coming up to you and the boy flirting the shit out of you to get you away from him.

"who's this? you know him?" when you denied with your head and your hands gripped his shirt he understood what was going on, giving the dude a glance before saying "isn't it obvious this is your sign out? get the fuck away from my girlfriend, man"

and you just KNOW that he is NOT leaving your side for the rest of the night, not even for ONE second, for nothing. he even took you to the bathroom with him, excusing himself with a "it's nothing you haven't seen before" and that painfully hot grin of his.

"i don't even know how he thought he got a shot with you" he would say once y'all are back at home, laying between your legs while he softly traced lines in your skin. "he should see how down bad you are for me" and you just laughed because he was right, you didn't have eyes for anyone else.

taesan;

RUN. literally just run. taesan is not a jealous person i'm afraid, he could be picky, yes, he could want something you have (like a game or something), yes. he could play around and pout over little things but he would never really get mad or jealous.

but god forbids the day he does, his hair is covering most of his forehead and yet you can see his eyebrows frowned and his eyes staring at the hand that was resting in your thigh. he himself didn't understand why he was feeling that way, intimidated, threatened and full of rage, it was leehan after all, it was his friend who was laughing with you, touching your thighs with soft palms when he laughed and looking down the opening of your dress by instinct.

yeah, that was not going to work.

that's why taesan stood up and walked to you, his voice sounding lower than usual when he said "stand up, we are leaving" you did not know what was happening but you were not going to go against him either. "were you having fun? having his hands all over you like you don't have me, huh?"

"i don't-"

"don't talk back, i don't wanna hear it"

"but i-"

"i bet he is thinking about you tonight, about how pretty you look in this dress" his hand drawed the curve of your waist. "how soft your hair is" this time he got his other hand to softly touch your hair. "and how good you smell" his face got lost in your neck and he just fucked the shit out of you afterwards, constantly letting you know that you were his.

only to be soooo ashamed the morning after about everything he said and did, but oh well, at least he got off.

leehan;

he would be jealous of everything, everyone and anything, because he could, he wanted and yeah. but it was mostly joking, he would be "jokingly jealous" all the time.

so the day he actually got jealous you didn't even realize it until it was too late. he kept telling you that he didn't like the way riwoo talked to you, that you guys were dancing too close to each other and that he didn't feel comfortable with it.

but again, you thought he was joking, why would he be for real if you always danced with riwoo? well, today was the day he didn't like it, he hated the way riwoo touched you and he knew that riwoo had nothing for you, it was just the dance and he did it professionally, then why?

"are you seriously mad?" you finally asked after he ignored you since you got home, just sitting by his fishtank and chewing some gum. "leehan, i'm talking to you"

"then don't"

"can you talk to me, please?"

"are you going to listen this time?" you just nodded and left out a sign when he got close to you. "i really dislike that dance, i hope that you can change it because i don't want you to dance with someone else like that"

"it's been the same dance since two weeks ago, hannie, what are you saying?"

"you said you'll listen"

"and i am but that's just-"

"you would look so good with your mouth around my cock instead of talking back like a bitch" well damn.

the deal was sealed, the dance was changed, riwoo and you made a different choreography and your lips were sucking him off for the rest of the night, he fucking you in missionary later just so he could stare at your eyes and kiss your lips when he came inside, mumbling how good you were for him. just for him.

#boynextdoor imagines #boynextdoor scenarios #boynextdoor x reader #boynextdoor smut #leehan x reader #sungho x reader #leehan smut #sungho smut #taesan x reader #jaehyun x reader #taesan smut #jaehyun smut #riwoo x reader #riwoo smut

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betasquads · 3 days

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(this is for the niko angst thing) can you pls do smt like he thinks the reader cheated on him but its just a big misunderstanding. you don't have to make it happy ending but i would prefer it.

love ur work sm btwww 🤍🤍

I'LL ONLY MAKE YOU CRY, Niko Omilana

(request)

summary: Niko Omilana, a guy who isn't really experienced with relationships. When he hears one accusation of you cheating, you see a face you've never thought you'd live to see.

warning: kissing, angst, MEAN / TOXIC nikolas

A/N: we know me and I hate a happy ending 😘 I just simply can't make them I feel like it's much more better when the ending is terrible + (TYSM FOR THE COMPLIMENT ANON 🤍🤍🤍) also sorry for taking so long to finish this i'll try to be consistent 😭 (ending is rushed and little bit cringe, read at your own risk!!)

"Hey babe." Your heels are heard when you walk inside the beta squad set, the frown on Niko's face immediately turns into his usual goofy smile when he recognizes your voice.

There's no time to hand him the breakfast you've gotten for him as he engulfs your entire waist with his long arms, his lips making its way onto yours. You hear him slightly chuckle in the kiss, which triggers your smile.

"I–" he pulls your lips with his teeth which triggers the bottom of your stomach with heat.

"missed you–" He presses his hot lips against yours.

"so much."

You roll your eyes despite the grin plastered on your face, "You just left your apartment not an h–"

"Our." He corrects you with a slight aggressiveness in his tone.

You sigh, "Our apartment not even an hour ago." You half-heartedly glare at him as you correct yourself.

"I can't go one minute without you." He whines to you silently, so none of his boys could hear it and make it a joke for the rest of his life. He tugs on your hips and pulls you even closer.

"Yes, you can. You aren't a child and i'm certainly not your toy." You say almost a bit coldly, but from the inside, you could feel yourself heating up at his touch that never failed to intoxicate you.

"Keep your hands to yourself. There might be children watching. You know, like Aj." You playfully say, Niko biting his lip to stifle his laugh.

"It's hard keeping my hands to myself when you're so tempting." He rolls his eyes playfully.

You feel your face getting red by the second, trying to come up with anything to say rather than stay silent.

"Enough." You glare at him.

He shrugs, looking at you innocently. "What? I'm just stating the obvious. And theres other obvious things that you still haven't heard yet from me–"

You raise your index finger right at him, "I didn't come here for you to state the obvious." Your index finger makes its way to poke the side of his shoulder.

He places his hand on the place you aggressively poked, "Ouch. It's not my fault you get flustered easily."

"Omilana." Your glare was sending him a warning.

"Right. Sorry." He mutters.

"The only reason I'm here is that I got you breakfast on the way to work–"

"-but there's breakfast here." He cuts you off.

You narrow your eyes towards the buffet that was only filled with chips, crackers, and sweets. Some were left open, the rest being either closed or empty.

You squint your eyes at your boyfriend, who stood with a smile, like he had won with his weak statement.

"You call packaged poison breakfast?" You cross your arms, a small victorious smile appearing on your face as you spoke.

"Hey, hey. Now I don't want you smiling because you aren't winning this argument. Food is food. Any food could be breakfast." He smiles when he sees that you had nothing to say.

Fine, he won. But next time, you wouldn't let it go.

You roll your eyes at his childish manners. "You need warm nutritious food in order to keep your tall genes working so you could beat a giraffes height. It would set a world record. Hey, I can even call up guinness world records to help you win a world record." You suggest.

He sends you a bored stare, "Ha-ha. Very funny. It isn't my fault you look like the troll from Frozen. Giving both looks and height." He ruffles your hair as he spoke, your hands aggressively pushing it away as you fix your hair.

"I'm not trying to be funny. Also did you just say a troll? Yeah, good one. So you're dating a child then?" You questioned, raising your brows as you did so.

"Trolls aren't children. They're a bunch of grown old rock–thingy. They're just dwarfs. You know, like you." He whispers in yours ears as he snakes his arms around your waist.

You sigh in annoyance as you push him away. "All that i'm saying is that my own boyfriend deserves having real, good food." You hand him a brown paper bag, his smile brightens when he sees the smiley face on the bag.

"You guys are disgusting." Aj remarks from the background, in which you responded with flipping him off.

"Oh baby," He whispers in your ears, kissing it with a small peck. You hum in response, your breathing getting less steadier the more he goes lower.

When he reaches your collarbone, "I love you so much." He mumbles against your skin.

"I love you too." You say softly. You tug on his curls, admiring him for a few seconds.

"y/n– Oh hey, Niko." Your manager walks inside the set.

"You ready? We have to be there in 15." Your manager, Carter says to you. Niko observes weirdly at how Carter seemed a bit too smile-y, his lips reaching from ear to ear.

"I'll be there." The way you spoke seemed a bit too much cheerful for Niko, but he pushes it off.

Niko's stare towards Carter was intimidating, waiting for him to leave. The eye contact between you and Carter seemed a bit too long for Niko before Carter turns around and leaves the set.

Niko's puppy eyes return when he looks at you, englufing his large hands with yours. "Don't leave." He says, knowing damn well you'll have to either way.

"I'd rather stay with you and we both know that." You sigh, checking the time from your phone.

"13 minutes and I have to be there for shooting. Promise I'll make it up to you when we both get back to our apartment." You smile at him, the smile that always made Niko nervous.

He grins at you, his lips kissing your forehead, "I'll see you later."

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9:40 pm

Niko smiled as he saw the time. Exactly 20 minutes, and he was going to see you.

After a long day of shooting, everyone left home, and the only person on set was him. He always made sure to close off everything.

"I'm pretty sure your girl is cheating." A familiar voice erupts Niko's thoughts.

Stacey. One of Niko's producers.

He was packing up as he finished filming everything for the day, which meant every producer should've gone home before he did.

Niko scoffed, confused by why she was here and confused by the sudden confession. "y/n is her name. And no, she wouldn't. Also, you aren't supposed to be here. You should've gone home." Niko says aggressively with a cold smile, not bothering to make an eye contact with her.

Niko was never harsh with any of his producers. He was always the sweetest out of the boys, but hearing this from one of his producers? He wasn't going to let anyone talk about you this way.

"Carter. Isn't that his name? Recently there were pictures leaked from a really weird angle. It looked like they were kissing." The name drops from her mouth with ease, Niko's shoulder straightening when he hears the name that he has always hated.

He stays silent, contemplating whether he should believe this or he shouldn't.

"Here, I could show you."

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You felt your eyes getting heavy as you scrolled relentlessly on your phone.

Your eyes widened when a photo of you and Carter, your producer, appears on your feed.

From this angle, it seemed like the both of you were kissing. But in reality, the both of you were taking a picture on your phone of your faces at a really low angle.

And the paparazzi had to show a picture from this angle.

"Fucking pricks. Disgusting." You mutter under your breath.

You checked the time.

11:24 pm.

Why was Niko late? He was always the first to arrive. You were starting to get concerned, that was until you heard the faint noises of keys unlocking the door.

You smile once you see that Niko was finally back from work, but it slowly goes away when you see that Niko didn't seem... very happy.

"Bad day on set?" You ask, worried for him.

He ignores you, his eyebrows still deeply furrowed and his eyes are looking at everything but you.

"You got into another fight with another one of your producers?" You ask. Niko's heart softened at the way you spoke. So delicate, so sweet. You never failed to make him feel this way. He even seemed to wonder how can an angel like you, even cheat?

He sits down on the couch, his eyes still staring and boring into the TV across the room. "Babe?" You softly say, sitting next to him on the couch.

"What do you want?" He says carelessly, unlocking his phone and scrolling with his thumb.

You were almost a taken aback at the attitude. You were used to him showering you with kisses and hugs, but now he just seemed off.

You eye him up and down for a few seconds. "Is it wrong that I want to talk to my boyfriend after not seeing him for a long time?" You say playfully with a smile to lighten the mood, but it quickly dissappears when you notice that he wasn't phased.

"You know–" He starts, but something held him back.

"Actually, nevermind. Not worth wasting my breath." He says coldly, a snicker escaping his lips.

You stay silent for a moment, looking around and making sure there wasn't a camera, because you knew this was going to take a turn if he was actually treating you like this.

When your suspicions of seeing a camera settles off, anger takes ahold of you. "Why are you acting like this?" You scoff.

"I'd hardly call myself your boyfriend." He tries to mutter to himself, but you catch it.

What did he even mean by that?

" Excuse me? Niko, where is this coming from?" Your voice cracks. A huge lump suddenly formed in your throat.

His lips twitch into a mockery smile, something he usually does whenever he was deeply hurt. It makes you almost cry. What the hell has gotten into him?

"You're sleeping with someone else." He laughs, like he was amused by the entire thing.

"What are you talking about? "

"You're cheating on me." He states as if it was a factual statement.

Your heart is beating as the seconds pass by, the fear dropping to your gut almost made you sick to your stomach.

"Wh–" You pause, trying to take him on what the fuck had he just said.

Sleeping?! Cheating?!

Was those words actually coming out from Niko's mouth? Your sweet Niko?

"What did you just say?" The way you had spoke proved how much you were hurt by the statement. It wavered in fear and cracked in anger.

How can he accuse you of something you'd never do?

"I don't have to repeat it, y/n. I made it pretty clear." He clearly sounded irritated as he spoke like you were the problem, his voice getting louder by each word he spoke.

Did he just say your name?

The last time you could ever recall him say your name was one day before you both committed in a fully relationship.

You could feel your heartstrings being ripped, it even made a melody in your ears. It was ringing, you almost weren't aware from your surroundings.

Your nails digging through your skin, the pain made you come back to reality as though it had lost you there for a second.

"Me? Cheating? Sleeping? Are you aware on what the hell you're saying right now?" Your voice is now louder with anger, fury and rage that he could say such thing. Your palms are now sweating, not that because he was right, it was because maybe he was fully convinced that you had cheated on him.

"I don't see me talking to multiple people. Who else would I be talking to?"

He was too calm for a situation like this.

It made you scared.

"Niko, what the fuck– let's just talk it out. Please don't be like this." You gently speak, your hand slowly reaching out for him. But thats when he dodges your touch. Something that he never does.

"Niko." You say sternly.

fear was all you felt.

You shake your head, almost trying to deny his actions. You didn't wanna believe it. "I didn't sleep with anyone. whoever told you that was–"

"I honestly don't care whether you slept with someone or not. I can finally have an excuse to leave you." He says coldly, the words spilling from his lips didn't feel real at all. Where was that sweet man who was begging for you to stay? You were confused, none of it made sense to you it made your eyes blurry.

He had said it like he meant it, but you didn't want to believe it.

You feel tears approaching and the ache in your heart made you feel like it almost swallowed you whole.

"Niko," You say it as a warning, "You don't mean that." You shake your head.

Netherless, the pain in your chest was never going to be recovered, his words easily made its way through your heart.

"Believe it or not, I do. I'm sick of you. Always have been." He nods at his words. He wanted to believe in his words although he doesn't mean it. You could point the slight hesitation in his tone, but was that you just making up things because you wanted to have an excuse?

"Take that back, or I swear to God I will–"

"You swear to God you will do what?" He says it in a sense of mockery, his eyes finally latching onto yours.

You felt vulnerable and weak at the moment, like you were lower than him. That's how he wanted to make you feel.

"You're hurting me. Please tell me you don't mean it." You beg with your teary eyes.

His eyebrows furrow and his eyes glistened for a second, but it goes back to being cold.

"I don't care." He says plainly.

He sighs, "Get out of my apartment. I don't have the time for you." He points towards the door.

"Niko– you're not serious. I have no place to stay–" Words were now spilling from your lips, you had no idea if there was now a future. As now it had felt like the end.

"I don't have to repeat it, do I? I. don't. care. Get out."

You were in complete disbelief when you realize what made him act out.

"Niko? Is it the picture? Niko I swear that was–"

"Do you not understand the words coming out of my mouth? I don't love you anymore–" He pauses when he realizes what he said, his eyes meeting yours. He sees the tears rolling down your cheeks, his fingers curling into fists to try and tempt himself not to get up and start wiping your tears.

His eyebrows are furrowed in a sympathetic way, like some sense has knocked into him. He froze. He couldn't even move.

But before he could say another word, "Fine. I'll pack and I'll leave. We're over." You nod weakly. You were too tired to prove yourself as he was being stubborn. You couldn't even cry.

But what came next, hurt you even more.

He just nods with a small smile, "Yeah, sure. We're over. Just leave."

He had just confirmed it and there was no going back. You didn't even wanna pack. You just wanted to leave at this moment. And thats what you did.

You get up from the couch without any hesitation, holding the tears you wanted to let out as you didn't want Niko to see that you cared.

Bam.

Niko almost felt dumbfounded when he saw you take your last steps in this apartment that he had called your very own. He knew he wasn't built for a relationship and was sure he'd only make you cry in the end.

In your eyes, it looked like he didn't even regret it. But a few feet from you as you're leaving the complex, Niko's eyes brimmed with tears.

#beta squad #niko omilana #betasquad #niko omilana imagine #nikoomilana #chunkz #aj shabeel #beta squad imagine #aj beta squad #king kenny #niko omilana x reader #niko x reader #niko omilana x you #aj shabeel imagine #aj shabeel x reader #beta squad x reader #betasquad x reader

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r0symaplemoth · 2 days

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Guys when we say bootwt is insanely upset over “My cutie mark is telling me to kick pregnant bellies real hard” We are not joking 😭😭 They are treating this like Ranboo said the most vile thing known to man when they weren’t even the one who made the joke. It’s so fucking insane and funny this is so unserious

#ranboo

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strawberrygyuuuu · 21 hours

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𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐘!𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐈 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐱 𝐅!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 —> 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 —> 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 —> 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲!𝐂. 𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧 𝐱 𝐂. 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐂. 𝐁𝐞𝐨𝐦𝐠𝐲𝐮

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 —> 𝐣𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐩𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 & 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬 —> 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐢 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞. ➽───────────────❥ ⠁⠂⠄⠄⠂ ⠂⠄⠄⠂☆

This is such chaos

Especially if you match their energy; specifically Beomgyu's

You, gyu and Jun are so loud and chaotic together I just know Soobin sometimes gets a headache

But it's funny cause he's also the one fondly and lovingly staring at y'all even if he complains

"aigo, so noisy.." as if Soobin is actually annoyed 🙄

Just kiss him n he's all smiles and shy

He'd never change it for the world tho; having y'all being loud and laughing together is weirdly not only entertaining

But also a sense of comfort: home.

He'd never wish for it to be different even if it does cause him headaches lol

Boy is just whipped as hell dudes 🤷🏻‍♀️

They are ALWAYS bickering; bg n yj

Yj will full on palm on bg's head and push hard bc why TF does he keep pulling his beanie down, covering yjs eyes?

Then bg wants to complain to one of yous

"soobinnie!!!! Yeonjunie hit me!! Put him in time out!!!>:(" and that cute little pout

Like...what do you want us to do about that?

"babyyyy!!! Junnie-hyung said he wanted to break up with me!!!>:( finish him!!!!" with a cute little pout and you're like ????? No?? wha????

He just told bg to stop tugging on his hair ??? Hello??😭

Yeonjun def remembers everyone's likes, dislikes, especially in food, snacks n drinks

He remembers y'all's favorite meals, drink orders and snacks

He KNOWS what to put on all of your guys plate and never gets it wrong, he js cares enough to know hey! let's not put mushrooms on y/ns and bgs plate !

So hopelessly in love idk dudes

Tom & Jerry: yk & bg

Bg sulks and pouts and gets grumpy when y'all eat without him

This boy just really wants to spend time with his lovers and eating together, having fun and talking or watching sum

Quality time is def Beomgyu's main love language

Gift giving & acts of service for Yeonjun

Quality time & acts of service (physical affection maybe?) for Sooby boobie

The princess treatment in this relationship is real dude

Like....Bro's will tie your shoes for you, buy you n e/o stuff all the time too

"hey, you like these, right, y/n?"

Ex; yj getting bg gummies he always eats without hesitation and then suggested to get every flavor

"I got you three something, go look in your bags, loves."

And it's matching onsies

My melody for bg, pompompurin for yj, pochacco for Soobin and you're prob hello kitty or kuromi

And yj's ears are bright red he's so bashful but is glad you guys liked it

Y'all wear them every night for bed now

Yj is the one spending the most money in this relationship tho, the running joke is he's your guy's little personal sugar daddy lol

It's cause he wants to spoil you guys tho

All of you's do more than enough for him already so there's no need to stress (that's what he says anyways.)

Beomgyu loves testing y'all's patience but dw he'll make it up with smothering wet kisses !!!

He's giggling while you're fuming cause he's so annoying 😭

But it's worth it, loving him, I mean

He prefers to be more private with physical affection so not a lot of pda for yall

Js wants the moments to be between you two four only n for no one else to see or try n judge

Soobinnie loves doing this thing where he sneaks his cold hands underneath your shirt and keep them there while giggling and nuzzling his nose in your neck/shoulder

While you're fighting for your life against his cold hands, mind you 🧍🏻‍♀️

Soobin and yeonjun cook mostly, together usually too

If you get hurt they are soooo concerned and worried but caring and gentle and so loving

Bitches will squeeze and smother the sadness and hurt out of ya

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A concept about telling mason your pregnant, how would you do it, and how would he react

okay I always find this one quite hard to answer because I love the thought of him knowing before you’ve even taken the test 🥹

Not knowing you’re pregnant obviously because how would he before you’ve even taken it, but telling him that you think you are and then taking the test and waiting for the result together. He would obviously be over the moon if it showed a positive, probably crying a little and just holding you so so close, but at the same time, I wouldn’t want him to get too excited and get his hopes up just for it to be a negative, I don’t think I would be able to unsee the disappointment on his face once it shows a negative result, even if he does try to hide it 🥺

So with that being said…

You guys know I love the more simple things when it comes to things like this ☺️ I love the idea of just telling him when you’re at home alone together or maybe you wait until a more significant day to tell him. Maybe it’s getting close to his birthday so you wrap the positive tests up in a little box and disguise them as a present so he’s really not expecting it when he opens them.

Or it could be coming up to Father’s Day and he’s obviously so confused when he gets a card and a gift from you, thinking it’s some kind of joke about you calling him ‘daddy’ or something 😭 But when he reads the card and it says something along the lines of ‘to the daddy to be…’ it clicks and he’s asking you over and over again if it’s true and if you’re actually pregnant because he just can’t believe it 🥹

He’d obviously be over the moon, he’d definitely cry and would just be showering you in so much love, kissing all over your face and telling you how much he loves you, kneeling down and kissing your belly and speaking to it which would have you bawling 😭

We know he would be the most caring person anyway, but I think from the moment he finds out he would just be 10x more attentive and protective than he usually is, having this whole new appreciation for you and your body and he tells you everyday how he can’t wait for your little girl or boy to come into the world 🥹

#Mason concepts

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n4talia-chaparro · 2 days

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"Omg 5 days without posting?! Lmao so funny."

Yeah I get it >|:/

I wanted to make this post cuz a lot of you were so "CoNcERnEd" about me and the allegations made by the anons. And well in case people wanna find "info". I kinda don't care if people wanna keep attacking me and shit but yk. I have to speak up and explain.

So I wanna start by saying that what I did last Thursday and Friday was very retarded and dumb of me and I highly apologize once again. I was not in the right mindset and it was never my intention to ignore anyone's advice. I have been mentally unstable and stressed that I couldn't focus. Yeah. I was having anger issues and a meltdown. I couldn't control them so I'm apologizing for the way I acted that time without thinking straight. It's not easy to be a CU artist because of what's happening and I admit it's not easy for me to be perfect like you guys wanted me to be. I tried everything yet you guys seem to judge and shove words in my damn throat.

About the allegations... the anons were also after one of my moots so I wanted to explain and debunk them. It's giving me a headache and overwhelming the living shit out of me.

(BTW pls I do NOT encourage harassment or any sort of threats to anyone mentioned in this post)

The grooming: this allegation is false. I'm sick of seeing them throwing the allegations around like it was some sort of volleyball-type shit. (I'm A MINOR !!! Not a adult-)

The reason why they were spreading those is because of my grooming situation I had a few years ago when I had 9-11 (and UNSUPERVISED). It all started on amino and I met my groomer. (I'm calling them M cuz yea). M and I were close friends and we used to talk. My groomer was a Krupp x Melvin shipper, a pro-shipper obviously, they would force me to do NSFW roleplay and art based on their favorite ship. (Keep this in mind I was younger at that time and I never knew how to say no to them) and they even guilt-trip me and stuff just make me feel bad and well. They would often force me to ship them too...yikes...

One day we argued and their friends decided to cause drama in the group chat. They pointed fingers at me and called me a predator. Again I was 9. I wasn't aware of what proshipping is until age 12. A lot of shit happened. I got threats, harassment, etc. And at the age of 13-14 I was groomed by someone different um yayy...:/// I was never taught about the internet safety.

And that's where the "Natty is a groomer" bullshit came from :/

I'm 16 now and to this day I keep receiving those rape threats and stuff over my past and then seeing people spreading those is dumb. The anon even went to Linavloger's blog to send a rape threat and told her I was gonna groom her. This is fucking disrespectful. Lina is Younger than me, she's fucking 13. I find it disgusting that you guys choose to tell her that. It's gross for fuck's sake. What is your problem????? For the love of God stop spreading that allegation. Not only you are making me uncomfortable but also the others who were involved. Literally, stop.

My trauma is not for you to joke with it or use it as a shield. It's gross that people are making fun of me for that. No I mean yeah. My past wasn't great because I met people who already sexualized me too many times but it doesn't mean you have to bring it up and tell everyone about it. :"(

The sexualization: The anon mentioned that I sexualized Harold in one of my videos which is again funny yet bullshit because according to them it was because of a pride month pin and small accessories..

When I say pin i meant this- 😭

Like I'm so sorry but how is this sexualizing him? It's a Pride Month pin. A PIN. How the fuck can yall be this stupid. It was an old video and you took it so seriously????? Like what???? Have you read the 12th book??? There's no way you think it's sexualization when it's Harold with an MLM pin.

This also goes to the AGERE subject. I do NOT normalize nor promote ddlg. There's a difference between ddlg/ageplay and an ACTUAL coping mechanism and I'm tired of hearing this bullshit over again like stfu so uh.

Ddlg/ageplay is where random ass adults roleplay as children and do weird shit.

Agere on the other hand is where someone reverts to a young mindset to cope with trauma, stress, severe illness, or disorders. (Mainly a safe way to cope ofc)

These are the differences between them. You cannot just tell me it's the same shit dawg. 😭

The "ripping off" thingy: another thing that I wanna address is about the au :/

The anons that I dealt with were just infini-tree fans/supporters and tree house members. Well idk. They may sound like whiney little cunts but still-- my AU does NOT have any similarity with THAT. Why would I steal ideas from someone who BLOCKED me for no reason and sent her fans after me??? No really how? How can a blocked user steal ideas if they can't see, or interact with the post (like & reblog)? Be real y'all. You may seem ridiculous if you believed those anons cuz none of them didn't pull the evidence out of their ass. 💀

"You need to apologize to her" for what? Dawg I didn't do jack shit to her in the first place LMAO yeah like--- don't get me started on that bs again. I don't wanna hear her damn name, I don't wanna know anything about her aus and shiii-- or anything related to her in my inbox or dm. I do NOT wanna have anything to do with that individual. End of the story. Not trying to be harsh, rude, or anything but like. It's annoying. I don't like to be compared to anyone or deal with the same bullshit.

Mhm yea like man. Idk what else I need to debunk but pls don't believe those anons dawg.

You can't even ask for proof cuz they don't gave any 🥰🥰💀💀💀‼️‼️‼️😭😭😭 LOL IMAGINE FABRICATING ALLEGATIONS Y'ALL ARE SO DUMB 🗣‼️‼️‼️🔥🔥🔥

#just want everyone in the cu community to realize making claims like these is NOT fucking funny at all #idc if you're trolling or playing around. shut the fuck up. rape threats were never funny.#im very bad at explaining. so i apologize if the way i explain seems rushed or hard to understand #i was so stressed and unstable while writing this #natty talks #natty rants #pls read this before saying nonsense or making it out of context #idk if i should tag as CU or not.#ofc the community doesn't give a flying damn about anyone else but themselves #pls leave the the fuck alone. i dont wanna deal with any of you anons or weirdos #FINALLY ADDRESSING THE ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM OMFG

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