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totalswag · 3 months

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can i request rafe x fwb reader where reader finds out hes dating sofia and she goes to confront him that he didnt even have the decency to let her know their arrangement was over and he says "who said it was over?''

stuck in the middle - RAFE CAMERON

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summary you find out through people and social media sofia and rafe are together. you go to confront rafe about this since he never thought to tell you that your arrangement was over.

warnings friends with benefits, mentions of sex, cursing

Lately, you've been having this weird gut feeling in your stomach. No idea what the meaning behind it means but you want to find out what it could be. You started feeling this way whenever you were with Rafe on a random Wednesday.

Rafe and you have been friends with benefits for about three months now. When you two came to this agreement, you agreed that it was solely for your sexual pleasures and not to establish feelings for each other, and that the most important thing was to let each other know if one of you became serious with someone else so that the bargain could be broken off.

You overheard a rumor at a party this past Friday about Rafe and Sofia being together for a month. You couldn't believe your ears and wanted to vomit. Sofia works at the island's country club, and Rafe visits it from time to time.

The next day, you decided to do some research to be sure this was accurate. Even as you looked at her Instagram, the emotion returned. You checked her story highlights and discovered what you were looking for. Your stomach sank.

She had a couple pictures on her highlights that you knew were of Rafe, including one with his right hand on her thigh in his car and another with his back to her as he looks out into the distance. Based on what you discovered, they appeared serious.

What made you upset was the fact Rafe and you have been seeing each other for three months which meant he'd been with Sofia for who knows how long before he asked her to be his girlfriend.

"Why didn't he tell me?" You asked yourself, setting down your phone and running your hands through your hair, upset that you found out at random person at a party.

There's a part of you that doesn't want Rafe to be with Sofia. There's a part of you that wants him all to yourself. Regardless, he should've told you the arrangement was over.

That was the deal.

After thinking about what you should do, you decide you are confronting Rafe about this, tonight. You are gonna make it seem like you want to hookup but really you are telling him what you found out.

you- are you busy tonight? i wanna see you

rafe- funny you say that because i wanna see you too

rafe- meet me at the spot at 9pm.

"I'll be back in an hour or so," you tell your mom as you go past the living room, holding your keys. "I'm going to hang out with Samantha."

"That's fine, sweetie; please stay safe tonight, I love you," your mother adds, smiling.

When you get to the spot you see Rafe sitting in his car on his phone. You parked your car next to him so he knows it's you- when he sees you get out, he unlocks the car.

You sigh casually as you sit in the passenger seat.

Rafe says smiling "Hey pretty girl" in a tone that makes you weak in the knees, leaning over the center console to kiss you but you pull back.

"We need to have a little chat, Rafe," maintaining eye contact.

His smile fades, and he looks at you, puzzled, "What do you mean?" His response indicated that he was nervous or knew what was going to happen.

"Why didn't you tell me you and Sofia were together, Rafe? You never once said to my face, "Y/N, we can no longer meet up like this anymore because I have a girlfriend now," mimicking Rafe's voice, "we've been hooking up this entire time while you've been in this relationship that I had no idea about until I heard someone talking about it," you explain frustratedly in your voice and expressions.

In the midst of your rant towards him, he places his hand over his lips, chuckles, shakes his head, and looks down at his lap.

"Why the fuck are you laughing?" You ask, folding your arms, leaning back against the passenger door, annoyed.

He glances up from his lap, licks his bottom lip, and smirks: "Who said it was over?"

Before you could respond his lips were already on yours.

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indigoflorals · 1 year

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soaked - j.m/j.r (18+)

jj maybank x reader x john b routledge

sum: finally single, you skinny dip in front of two pogues who have had a crush on you for years

warnings: threesome, double penetration, anal sex, oral(m), oral(f), creampie, throatfuck,tit play, breeding kink, choking, degradation

little ask from my friend @amournoir this took forever but it is SUPER long and detailed so i hope you love it!

It was four in the morning before things started to quiet down in your house. Red solo cups littered the lawn and hallways and you were sure you’d finding beer cans for weeks. Things had gotten out of hand quickly.

After your breakup earlier in the week, you friends suggested you have a small party to get your mind off of things since you parents would be out. That small party had turned into a rager, with you finding people you didn’t even know sleeping in your parents bed. You were convinced you would have to burn the sheets.

You sat outside on the patio with your feet dangling into the pool water. Everyone who was left of the party was inside. It was late, and too cold to be out, despite the pool being heated.

Hearing the sliding glass door open and close behind you, you groaned. “Rafe, how many times do I have to tell you I don’t wanna buy any drugs from you?”

The man behind you laughed quietly, and you recognized immediately that the voice didnt belong to Rafe. “I wouldn’t buy from Rafe either.”

Pulling your feet from the water, you spun to face him, hugging your knees when you were sat towards him. You recognized his face, but couldn’t put a name to it. He was lean but muscular, his blond hair framing his face in just the right way. He put his hands into his pockets, looking around and then back to you. “Kinda cold out here, isn’t it?”

You could tell he was referencing the fact that your legs were wet from the pool. “S’not so bad,” you shrugged, turning back towards the water, “Been colder.”

The blond huffed, smiling just a bit at your indifference. “Well, yeah,” he began taken off his shoes and socks, “How colds the water?”

Before you could reply, the sliding door open again from behind you, this time another familiar face stepping around into view.

He smiled wide, taking a hand to fluff the hair on top of your head. “Been forever since I’ve seen you, kid, huh?”

You groaned. John B. That’s who this was again. From the summer your parents had sent you to work on the cut for the experience. You were sixteen, and he and his friend had tormented you to no end with their little crushes on you.

You exhaled, dipping your toes into the warm water again, “You’re two months older than me, John B.”

The blond knelt to sit beside you at the edge of the pool, leaning to test the water with one finger, “Shit!” He smirked, turning back to John B and then to you, “You didn’t say it was heated.”

You shrugged, your stomach turning over. Thoughts of your ex flooded your mind. When was the last time you had been this close to another guy without him? It all felt so foreign.

“Good cuz it’s cold as fuck out here,” John B laughed, taking his shoes and socks off as well before sitting beside you at the pools edge.

You felt captivated by the two attractive men at your sides, finally after years able to feel like you could look at them. Then the idea struck you.

Without a word you began to strip. Your shirt first, as it was easy to do in your seated position.

“Woah!” The blond cheered his eyes immediately landing on your exposed bra, “What…what is going on here?”

You looked behind you to see the house empty of the last party guests. Perfect. Standing, you pushed your shorts and panties down, purposefully catching them on the fat of your ass for a moment. You could feel two pairs of eyes trained on you.

John B slapped a hand to the blond’s bicep. “JJ,” He mumbled, not taking his eyes off of you, “shut the fuck up.”

You brushed yourself off before taking a few steps to the deep end of the pool. Turning to the guys you unhooked and dropped your bra before diving straight in. The water enveloped you, warm against your skin. Resurfacing, you slicked your hair back, raking your fingers through it as a comb. “Come in,” You cooed, “Waters so nice.”

“Fuck, you don’t have to tell me twice,” JJ laughed, standing immediately to strip. You watched him silently from the water, eyes trained on his muscular arms and chest. He was eventually fully naked, giving you only a moment to see his cock before he dove into the water. John B followed just as eagerly, diving in only a few seconds behind JJ.

Both guys swam to meet you where you could stand, pinning you against the wall. JJ’s head ducked under water to suck at your breast and John B’s to kiss at your neck. You moaned, feeling both of their hands groping greedily at your body. Both wanting more and all of you. JJ came up to breathe, brushing his hair out of his face before pulling you into a heavy kiss.

You could feel both of them hard against you. Your pussy ached desperately and finally got relief when John B started rolling circles onto your clit. Your hips rolled into his hand as JJ slid a hand to your nipple. Your neck was littered with love bites from John B.

“I wanna taste you,” JJ moaned, pulling away from your mouth, “wanna taste your pussy.”

You blushed at his clearly tipsy words, before shrieking as John B hoisted you up onto the pool edge.

“There she is,” He spread your legs, exposing your pussy to both of them, “You wanna taste her first, JJ?”

He nodded, pulling himself against the edge of the pool onto his forearms, his face inches from your pussy. He pressed his thumb into your clit. “So pretty, baby.”

You moaned as he took clit into his mouth, sucking. His tongue worked magic on you, making you feel like you were gonna finish right away.

While he did this, John B got out of the pool to stand beside you. He rubbed your head, brushed your hair out of your face. “Think you can suck my cock while he eats your pussy?”

You nodded fervently, face flushed and stomach tensing from your impending orgasm. John B stroked himself twice before placing the tip against your lips.

Just then, you felt JJ push two fingers inside of you. With your moan, John B slipped his cock past your lips. You suddenly felt so full, John B’s cock in your mouth and JJ’s fingers in your pussy.

John B thrust into your mouth, placing his hand on the back of your head. You held back a gag, swallowing around his cock. He was thick, but so long. His tip was deep in your throat with every thrust.

JJ contuined to work on your pussy, fingers rubbing against your g-spot as his tongue rolled against your clit. You shook into him, clenching around his fingers as you started to orgasm.

“Oh that’s..ah, baby,” John B moaned, bucking into your throat again, “Cum for him baby, I know you need to cum,” Your pussy tightened, and then relaxed as your vision went white. Your body was warm and you felt John B pull himself out of your mouth.

JJ pulled away from your pussy, wiping his chin, as John B dove back into the pool.

“I say,” JJ smirked, “We both have her. For being such a naughty girl.” He laughed, eyes dark as he pulled you back down into the water. His hands groped your ass roughly as he pulled your against his hips.

“I like that idea.” John B swam behind you, pressing his erection into your back. You felt his fingers trail around to your ass before gently sliding one in. You winced, hissing at the burning sensation. “It’s okay,” JJ rocked his hips forward, thrusting partway into you, “Relax princess.”

“So big” You stifled a moan, mind suddenly away from John B sliding a second finger into you. “Yeah?” John B smirked, leaning into you as he fucked his fingers into your ass, “If you think that just wait.” You felt him line his cock up with your ass, slowly sinking it in until you were completely full of both of them. You threw your head back against John B’s shoulder, exposing your neck to JJ to leave more love bites.

“Oh my god,” You cried, clenching as they both moved inside of you. “Fuck,” JJ moaned, screwing his eyes shut. John B had gone silent, trying his best not to cum right away.

Both guys began rocking their hips in unison, and you rolling your against them. “You’re so tight baby,” John B groaned, throbbing inside of you. His hand came from behind you to your throat, restricting your air flow. It heightened your pleasure, inching your orgasm closer.

“I’m not pulling out,” JJ growled, thrusting faster into your pussy, “Need to cum in you, fill you up and get you pregnant.”You cried, rocking your pussy down into him as your second orgasm washed over you. “Please JJ,” you whined against John B’s hand, “Breed me, get me pregnant.”

John B leaned against your ear, fucking you harder and sloppier than he had before. “Take it you fucking slut…take my cum.”

You felt John B spill inside you ass, and then JJ inside your pussy seconds later. You were completely full and both guys were hot against your body.

“Group shower?” JJ smirked, groping at your breast again.

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luffyvace · 11 days

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Dating ~ Sanji Vinsmoke ~ headcanons

These are sfw and gender neutral

for Sanji’s big day! (I’m super late ik hush :3)

pt2 here my sillies :3 : Dating ~ Sanji Vinsmoke ~ headcanons pt2

Dating Sanji includes royal treatment. We all know this. It’s so obvious. 😭 It’s in the manga, it’s canon, we all write it in our headcanons. We know this.

Royal treatment meaning sit back and relax dear, Sanji’s got this. Sea beast? He beat it up and is now cooking a delicious and nutritious sea beast stew for you, would you like that with a smoothie? Lemonade? Water? Ok water. Sparkling? Distilled? Iced?

oh your lost? Don’t worry he’s got bread and he’ll leave breadcrumbs where you’ve walked so you don’t go in circles :)

your clothes are wet? Take his. 💋

there’s mud up ahead and you just bought a snazzy new fit? He’ll carry you 🏋️‍♂️

somebody bothering you loveliest? He’s already kicked them to Australia (extra hard if it was Zoro)

Dating Sanji includes good communication.

If you feel anything but a positive emotion Sanji is on the case. And the first victim he’s pointing fingers at is Zoro 😼

”MOSS HEAD BASTARD!! YOU MADE THEM UPSET DIDNT YOU?!”

it’s not a person darling? Well what happened? What can he do to help? Did you loose something? He’ll turn into a mad man causing chaos around town looking for it! Did it drop into the ocean? He swims as deep as he needs to in order to find it.

Honestly he even babies you about little stuff :P you stubbed your toe? Want him to massage it for you? That’s it! He’s breaking out the foot spa! Take of your socks and shoes!

he did something that really upset you?! Tell him what it is right away! He’ll make sure he never steps outta line ever again! He *kiss* never *kiss* meant *kiss* to *kiss* upset *kiss* you *kiss*~

Never feel hesitation to tell him if something’s wrong with you physically “Chopper! Come check them out right now!! They say somethings’ wrong!”

Nor mentally! You’ve been going through some tough times these last few months?! Sit down and tell him everything!! Let’s get to the root of this! Together! Is it someone else?? Did it happen from something??

Even if you aren’t feeling negative emotions right now always feel free to rant to him about what’s making you happy! he’d love to hear it truly! He loves your voice even more~ 🥰 *nose bleed*

Dating Sanji includes 5 star meals.

another thing we all know. And in every headcanon- but seriously what’s all your favorite meals, snacks and desserts? Even if Luffy himself says to make one thing he might make another just because he knows you like it. That guy eats anything anyway so he might as well just make what you like! 🧑‍🍳

Dating Sanji includes overly cheesy confessions despite the fact that your already and only dating.

”My dearest..I would love if you would go out with me and make this evening the loveliest of my days! I’d wholeheartedly accept and put my all into cooking for our first date….My love and affection with herb and spice…the flavor of our intense compatibility will melt on your tongue every bite you take! Guaranteed!”

”Sanji….we’ve been dating for xyz months/years now..”

”ahhh~ Even to the blossoms of this beautiful spring day know we’re simply destined to be..! Getting married tomorrow..it’s been my dream since we’ve first met! I can see it already, smell it even..! The enchanting scene of you walking down the isle, putting your hands in mine…kiss! The happiest day of my life has officially been sealed! Everyone’s clapping! Cheering! Whoop woo’s arise in the air of our love!~ The 6 layer cake I spent every ounce of my time baking since I met you, on the side of us—predicting our perfect wedding kiss! An exact model of the scene~ It brings a tear to my eye! I hope I don’t keep you up tonight, my darling love! Because I certainly won’t be able to sleep when I’m much to busy imagining the scene over and over again until our big day tomorrow, the same one I’ve been replaying in my head since I first laid eyes on you~ 😚”

”what on EARTH Sanji. We’re only dating! Wha- What do I even say to this?!”

”you could say yes! My lovely future spouse!~ 😍😍”

”To what! You haven’t even properly proposed to me yet?! Let alone made it official⁉️“

”ohh my honey! I didn’t know you wanted to get married- the wind! The sea! The birds even know our fate! We-“

”ALRIGHT!”

”SHUT IT SEAWEED HEAD!! DON’T INTERUPT ME WHILE IM CONFESSING MY LOVE to the most wonderful soul to have ever lived~”

⚔️🗡🔥💥💥💥⚔️🗡🔥💥⚔️🗡💥💥🔥

(Sanji and zoro fighting :3)

Dating Sanji includes sure fire protection.

no one will ever lay a hand on you. For a man? Self explanatory. Blast that motha sucka to space.💥 For a woman?? Welll…he’ll take all the hits for you okay?! So run away and go get Nami or Robin!! Hurry darling!

Dating Sanji includes trust.

more than anything he trusts you with his deepest darkest secrets. There’s no front when it’s just you two around, purely him. Not telling you his lineage was because he wanted to put that behind him..it wasn’t supposed to come back up. And man is he the most sorry sucker on earth when he betrays the strawhats. Because that means he’s betraying you. Pleasepleasepleasetakehimbackplease.

Uh guys I ran out of characters I’m gonna do a part two I guess 😭… I didn’t want to thooo

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vixensbrainrotts · 3 months

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Committed to you - Manjiro >Mikey< Sano

(part two)

Idea/ prompt: Mikey from the last timeline who wants to propose to us but has no idea how to ask so he ask advices from draken and emma

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Mikey has thought every possible thought he could have. He had run through every possible situation, every possible outcome, every possible setting, but damnit why was this so hard? He couldn’t do it. Not for the life of him.

He had browsed millions of travel blogs, pondering about every possible spot on earth to take you for the occasion. He had woken in and out of more jewelry stores in the past month than he had ever in his entire life. He had specifically stood in corner stores, reading the wedding catalogues in the magazine section trying to figure out what the hell he was supposed to do.

None of it helped.

Manjiro wanted it so bad. So so very bad. Every white dress he walked by, he envisioned you in it. Every bakery shop he passed, his eyes flitted up and down the fancy display cakes, pondering whether or not it would be good enough. Any time he woke up next to you, every time he joined you in the shower, every time he watched you cook, the urge to sink to one knee overtook him.

He knew he couldn’t make it that simple though. It was too domestic for him, so little of a gesture. He wanted you to know that he loved you, that he would bring you the moon if you wanted it. He needed you to see just how much he appreciates you for sticking with him through everything, and for that he needs a grand gesture.

However it seemed that nothing he could think of was quite big enough, quite meaningful enough, quite heartfelt enough. He was at the end of his wits. For one and a half months- seven weeks he had been fighting this battle alone.

He had made some progress in that time, having picked the ring because when he picked it up he just felt that this was the one. It was a niche store, and he was initially appalled by the average price of the rings, but decided, ah what the fuck? and entered the store for mostly shits and giggles. He was greeted by an expensive looking elderly gentleman who donned a monocle and silk gloves, clearly the clerk, and clearly an expert. He had the longest, most engaging talk with the man, explaining his situation and his frustrations, to which the man nodded understandingly and told of his own story and experience with marigge.

Seven long weeks he had kept it a secret from everyone, and now he couldn’t take it anymore.

He was just about to throw the towel on this whole thing and say fuck it and give up on this whole marriage thing and just accept that he would never make it, when he remembered that he didnt have to be alone in this. Not at all matter of fact. His best friend married his sister after all. If Ken could do it with the pressure of Shinichiro, Izana AND Mikey breathing down his neck, then surely he could do it too, right?

You were out on a girls night with Hinata, Senju and Yuzuha. Emma would have tagged along normally too, but with the addition of a new-born baby, she decided that it would be best to sit out this time. Either way you were out of the house for the night, and Mikey was left to his own devices. You had left him with a kiss and a home-cooked meal (which he felt bad about leaving behind so he completely stuffed himself before coming here) before he gave Ken a quick heads up over the phone that he was coming over with a VERY important problem.

Thats how he found himself here. Standing in the Kitchen of Emma and Ken‘s flat, hands perched on the counter, looking down at the surface, face in a deep frown. „What’s goin on? What’s the problem?“ Ken asks roughly, leaned on the refrigerator as he eyed his friend. Mikey didnt really respond though.

„What problem?“ Emma‘s voice was hushed as she entered through the kitchen door, pulling the door shut behind her, probably for the sake of the baby. „I dont know.“ Ken responded, rubbing his eyebrows „Ask your brother.“ he sighed as he gestured to Mikey who was still staring down the counter.

“Mikey?!” Emma sounded confused and a little concerned as she turned to look at him, eyes flitting between her brother and her husband. “Did you know he was coming over?”

Ken nodded wordlessly. “Said he needs our help about something.” Emma’s head tilted in question but accepted the fact. “What’s up Mikey?” She asked, approaching him and joining Draken at the other side of the counter.

Mikey didn’t say anything though, instead reaching into his pocket and producing a small, black, silk-encased box. He dropped it onto the table and looked up at the couple in desperation. “How do I do it?”

Ken gasped and felt his lips tug into a smile, happy that finally, finally Mikey was wiping you up (he had told him to do so since they were teens).

Emma slapped her hands over her mouth to muffle a silent scream, beginning to voice up and down on excitement as she realized- her brother was marrying you! She thanked the gods that Mikey fell in love with you because there was no better in-law than her Soulsister.

“Ahhhhh! Oh my goodness Mikey! I’m so happy for you! Can I see? Wow! Oh my god Ken are you seeing this!? He’s proposing! Ah I’m so glad!” Mikey nodded in response and let Emma pick up the box and crack it open, revealing the beautiful white-gold wedding band, encrusted with more diamonds than she could count. Notably, one large diamond sat in the middle of the ring, flanked by two smaller diamonds on each side.

“Oh.” Emma breathed. “Ken why didn’t you ask Manjiro for help when picking my ring?” Emma sounded slightly offended as she spoke, glaring down at the ring.

“Nah nah, don’t get it twisted girl. You told me what ring you wanted, I didn’t have much picking liberty other than the price.” Ken waved his hands in dismissal, brushing off her accusations with a grin still wide on his face. He made his way over to Mikey and clapped a hand on his shoulder, congratulating him for the occasion.

“Good on you man! Finally givin it the push, hah?” Ken was smiling as he searched for Mikey’s eyes, but he didn’t look up. “What’s up with the long face? You’re about to propose dude, you should be over the moon!”

Mikey sighed and shook his head. “I’ve been trying to propose to her for months. Months Ken. I can’t do it. It’s never right.”

The couple halted their celebrations and turned to look at Mikey again, Emma putting down the dainty box as her looks turns to one of concern. “What do you mean?” She fingered at the box as she leaned across the counter.

“It’s… i don’t know. Ken made it look so easy when he proposed to you, and Pah-chin was even more mindless about it! I really want to. I really do, but every time I get close, I chicken out because I get scared or because something isn’t right, and I’m starting to think that it’s better if I just… don’t.” Mikey sighed and cradled his head in his hands, his elbows resting on the counter.

Emma and Ken shared a look, a wordless exchange of worry and empathy. "What kind of proposal were you thinking of? Big? Small? Public? Private?" Emma started, hand rubbing soothingly across her brother's back.

"Big." Mikey mumbled into his hands, remaining hunched over the counter. "Big and public. I wanna make sure that everyone knows, everyone sees, I want them all to know. want them to know how much I love her."

Emma's eyes softened and she suppressed a smile, because all in all, it was cute. She had always known her brother to be big and strong, undefeatable, and most of all unwaverable. Mikey always put up the strong front when really, he was hurt. Vulnerability wasn't something that she was used to seeing from him, which made this moment all the more special.

"Do you want to go somewhere with her?" Ken steps in and asks, an idea arising. Mikey only grunts, a noise of agreement sounding through the room. "Do you know what kind of places she likes?" Ken continues.

Mikey's head slowly raises from the position on the table and he stares forward at the refrigerator. "Europe."

Emma and Ken looked at one another again, sensing that they were getting somewhere. "Then take her on Vacation. You both have that long shared break coming up, don't you? Travel through Europe and when it feels right, ask!" Ken said.

"How do I know when it feels right, though? What if it's not the moment?" Mikey asks, still not entirely convinced. "You'll know. I promise you, you'll know. I knew too and I didn't think I had the stuff to ever get married." Ken reassures again, and this time the two share eye contact, and it takes Draken a lot not to tear up.

Draken took a moment in his mind to look at Mikey. He had stuck by his side since they were kids, through thick and thin it's always been the two if them against the world. And now as he looked at Manjiro he no longer saw the unmatchable delinquent he saw ten years ago, but rather a distinguished person with complex thoughts and emotions. He saw a man that felt, a man that cared and a man that loved in front of him, and he couldn't be prouder.

Ken nodded at Mikey, and Mikey nodded back at him. "Yeah. She'll love it! Thanks, I'll do that! Gosh I don't know what id do without you two.."

"Oh, please propose to her in front of the Eifel Tower! Or the Coliseum! Or on some romantic Bridge in Venice!" Emma swooned and held her hands over her chest, hearts in her eyes.

Mikey smiled at her and nodded again. "I'll try and film it if I can."

The rest of the evening was spent with the three of them checking about a thousand booking sites, mapping travel routes and destinations, and the occasional cacophony of laughter which led to a grumpy Ryuguji-baby. Manjiro couldn't wait to go with you, he thought as he sat on one of the armchairs, gently running a thumb over the silk box that sat pretty in his hand.

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tomsvouge · 2 months

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Bad Idea Right?

Pairings: Ex!Joe burrow x Ex!Reader Warnings:Alcohol use, situationship, mentions of sex Summary- What happens when y/n gets a text message from someone in her past that her friends are not fond of? Her friends tell her not to go but it can’t be a bad idea…. right?

Who would have thought I would end the night with him, In his bed cuddled with him like we are together. Should I regret it? Probably. Do I regret it? Hell no! Have you seen this man he is literally a walking hercules and who am I to block an opportunity that I was given. Anyways, you may be asking, "y/n what the heck are you even talking about?". Well let's go back to earlier in the day where everything started.

My friends and I were talking about throwing a party and I couldn't be more excited. I needed something to get my mind off of him. Me and Joe are kinda rocky when it comes to a relationship. We broke up about two months ago. Usually when two people break up they dont talk to each other, buttttt me and Joe have been sneaking around for the past two weeks. No one knows about this, not my friends, not his friends just sneaking around like two teenagers.

As we all sit on my couch we start talking about party details, y’know the time, who to invite the food, all that good boring stuff when out of nowhere melody says this.

“Well since we're talking about personal invites I don't think you should invite Joe y/n”- Melody

“Why would I invite Joe? We're done. Over” I said lying through my teeth knowing that we were still hooking up.

“I'm just saying you seem to be tense each time you see him. Like that one time we were watching tv and his Bose ad came on. You looked like you saw a ghost.” She says laughing.

“I was Just shocked at his dance moves, I thought I taught him better when we took that dance class.” and that was true we did take a dance class but let's just say, Joeys not dancing for a while.

“I wasn't the worst i've seen but also not the best”- Kaylee says while writing something down.

OK! Can we stop talking about my ex, kinda getting weird.

“Ok but just know Joe Burrow is not allowed through these doors.” Melody says in a serious tone.

“Got it Not allowed through the doors.” I say looking at her.

“I'll just let him in the backyard” I say in my head.

Getting ready for the party I put on my outfit and did my makeup. As I'm putting on my mascara I get a facetime. I look at the screen and immediately knew it was joe as his contact name is “LOSER NOT WORTH MENTIONING🩷” showed up. Reluctantly I picked up the phone.

“What?” I say in a aggravated tone

“Well hello to you too” Joe says, rolling his eyes on the other side of the phone.

“What are you doing?” he says, trying to change the vibe of the call.

Getting ready-i say in a sassy tone.

“For?”- Joe

“My party”-y/n

“And i didnt get an invite?” joe says with that cocky smile on his face

“Didn't think you needed one considering we were not really together”- I say side eyeing him so hard you could feel it.

“Just because we're not together doesn't mean we cant be friends”- joe

“If this is what you call just friends I would love to see what you do with people you hate.” i say laughing

“You know what i mean” - Joe

“Friends dont have sex nearly every night and talk to each other the way we do.”- y/n

“Well friends also don't hide things from each other” Joe says, placing the phone down so I could see him.

“I didn't invite you because you are not allowed to come, you are not exactly on my friend's good side right now.”- y/n

My friend did not like Joeto much after the shit they had heard about him from endless phone calls to late night gossip sessions at the house. He didn't hurt me like cheat or anything. He is actually a nice guy but anyone who plays mind games and gaslights is a no no in my friend's book.

“Nothing new, I wasn't on their good side when we were together.”- Joe

“But since I can't come to you, how about you come to me?”- Joe

“And why would I do that?” I genuinely asked because who was he to think I would leave my own party for him.

Because we can't get enough of each other no matter how hard we try we both know that we will all go back.

And Joe was right, no matter how hard I tried to move on, no one seemed to understand me like Joe does. He knows everything about me. He accepts me for who I am and vice versa. Still sad we didn't work out due to commitment and trust issues. I think when the time's right Joe and I will be perfect for eachother.

“Well I'll think about it.”- I say

“Good, let me know when you decide.” - Joe

I was having the time of my life. My friends made sure I didn't even think about joe. So much that I forgot to even remind him if I was coming or not.

In the middle of taking group shots I feel a vibrate coming from my hip.

LOSER NOT WORTH MENTIONING🩷- u still coming??

“Don't do it.”-Kaylee says, looking over my shoulder.

“Who said I was?”

“You didn't say that but the look on your face said otherwise.”

“Okay but would you pass up a chance to just go back to your ex for one night.”

“One night more like two weeks but she didn't need to know that right now.”

“No I wouldn't, he cheated and I'll be damned if I go back to him just to disrespect myself again.”

“Well I won't if i will make you happy.”

“Good”

Okay sooo im going to his house. You guys may say I have little respect for myself but all the respect leaves my body when I see that man. You get in a room alone with Joe Burrow and see how long you last without being all over him. Plus, can't be that bad of an idea right?

With my luck the rain decided to pour harder and completely drench me. Rushing to my car I hopped in and started it. I quickly texted Joe back telling him I was on my way. Thankfully The drive from my house to joes is not that far at all. Getting out of the car rushing to get to the front door as the rain came down on me. When I kid you not to say this man is a QB he is not quick on his feet off the field. I literally took him forever to open the door.

Walking in the house I'm immediately tackled into hugs and kisses . After a while pushing wavy from him I decided I needed to put my clothes somewhere because wet clothes just don't feel comfortable.

Eventually me and Joe decided to chill on the couch and talk for a while. And lets just say after the talk and cuddles the door was locked to that bedroom and that's how we got to this morning

I woke up to like a million texts from my friends asking me why I disappeared in the middle of the party and I just told them all that I didn't feel well and went up early to sleep. Looking over left I see Joe sleeping with his arms wrapped around me. Part of me felt bad for lying to my friends about going to sleep early but technically i did lie i said I was sleep I just didn't say where.

hey guys! I'm gonna try to start putting out more fics . I chose to do this as a fun hobby and I just don't want it to feel and chore or job but if you want to request fics you are welcome to do so 🩷

#joe burrow #tomsvouge #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow imagine #joe burrow fic #joeburrow

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amaramizuki666 · 1 year

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DC x Dp crossover

Soul speak part.2

John and jason sat in the justice league's main conference room. "What do you think is going to happen?" Hood asked looking at the blond. "No fucking clue I tried to dig up stuff on this guy but I didnt find out much, just that he's been king for the past 10 years" Constantine muttered while lighting a cigarette. "Well you sold your soul to the guy so I get why he wants to talk with you, but what does he want from me?!" Jason sighs.

Jason is agitated, he dosnt understand what this ghost king wants from him. "I dont know red hood mabey it's because you died and came back to life, dont lie I can tell, you have the stench of death on ya" Constantine says blowing smoke from his lips. "You are suposed to be dead, not sure how you came back or how ya died but you arnt supposed to be breathing right now." John continued "and this king phantom is upset that I'm still alive or something?" Jadon asked and Constantine just shrugged mummblinging a mabey.

The door to the room slid open. Constantine and red hood felt a cold chill go up their spines. They turned their heads to see a kid that looked like one of the bats brood walk in, he had coal black hair and ice blue eyes. He was tall about a few inches taller than both john and jason. But he was still young looking, around late teens to early twenties.

They just watched the young man walk in front on them pull a projector from who knows where and plug it in. He turned it on, and on the wall of the room seemed to be a Google slide show presentation labelled, ghost adoption/how to form and keep your baby ghost core healthy.

"Ok so let's get this started shall we" the boy says turning to the other men in the room. "Excuse me who are you" Constantine asks flatly a puff of smoke leaving his lips "john Constantine, I know it's been a month but I know I'm not that forgettable" he replied smiling flashing them with his too sharp teeth, his eyes flashing green.

"What how are you-" jhon was cut off "alive? Well I'm not, not really anyway" the boy says tilting his head lightly unblinking at the men. "Wait your the ghost king. Are you possessing that kid or something" hood glared at the demon/ghost/thing. "No I'm not overshadowing , this is my body, you see I'm only half dead, but that's a story for another time, I'm here for in right now" phantom says still starring unblinkingly.

"Why are you in this form and not your other form?" John asked the king. "because it's less of a mind fuck, now" phantom says and clicks the next button on the presentation "let's talk about how we are going to form your ghost cores shall we".

"What are you talking about?" Hood snaps, annoyed "why am I here? Do you want to finish me off or some shit? Collect my soul?!" Hood interrogates green sleeping into his vision. Phantom looks at him walks over to where hood is seated and places his hand on his shoulder. "You are here because you are a starved baby ghost with anger issues, well halfa that hasnt formed a core yet".

John looked at phantom "and why am I here?" "Because you have a core, but it's very unhealthy, and to talk about how I kinda ghost adopted you" phantom supplied. John and jason where so confused "now back to the slides" phantom says. They then spend 3 hours and a half talking about ghost cores, ghost adoption, and how to keep ghost cores healthy.

On the flip side danny is also considering fighting batman for custody for red hood. He'll have to talk to sam and tucker first though. Sam was pretty upset he adopted john without informing them first. Not that he originally knew he ghost adopted him. I mean what was danny suposed to do with Constantine's soul eat it?

#writing prompt #writing #danny fenton #danny phantom #dc comics #dc x dp #batfam #dc #jason todd #jhon constantine #john constantine #king phantom #jason is about to end up with a new dad #Constantine is so confused

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victoria-grimesss · 6 months

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tear you apart - part VII

masterlist

->Pairing: König x fem!reader

->Words: 2.4k *not fully proof-read*

->Warning:MDNI! Jealousy, PiV, smut, office fun once again. (another excuse to write smut)

->A/N: I have been sucked into the Baldur's Gate 3 wormhole (especially Astarion), that and school are my excuses for my long absence and neglect for this series but here is another part! I hope it’s alright!! Also this may or may not be the second to last part. I cannot decide on what to do next.

It had been a couple months since the incident on that mission. You had recovered, of course, as you always do and König was an ever gracious healer. He did not use bandages and stitches though, he used his sweet words and expert hands to trace your image late at night to ease your pain and distract your mind. With his new-found confidence that you wouldn't shy away from his face he became a whole new kind of ravenous lover. His hands grew tighter, strokes faster and bites that lingered even longer. After your close call he gripped you as though you may die at any moment. That stands true for everyone but he could not accept that it will be your fate one day. So, he loves roughly and cares tenderly afterwards.

You find yourself recounting the night's events, skin flushing at the thought as you lace your boots for another day.

Your training since then has been rigorous and strict, König helping you on a majority of it as your superior of course. Who would he be if he didnt make sure his team had appropriate training?

You found yourself stirring inside as you began walking towards his office. Like the drop of a rollercoaster even after all this time he still made you nervous, made you ache in the most delicious way.

There had been a good amount of new faces in base since the turn of the seasons, but you paid them no mind as you strode towards his door. You hand reaching the knob-

“Ehem.” A throat is cleared and the fog in your mind is lifted.

Your eyes meet a bright new face, sitting at the long desolate secretary desk before König’s office. You twist the knob slightly and she stands abruptly, the chair making a horrid noise across the linoleum.

“If you need to speak with him I ask you to tell me. He’s quite busy today.”

The fire in your lower stomach is tossed with a cold bucket of water from the delay. You immediately grow irritated at her tone, but you know she's just doing her job, and you know she doesn't know your affiliation with the Colonel. So you lift your hand from the doorknob, take a breath and stand before her desk.

“Thank you.” She huffs before swiftly tucking herself back into the chair and giving you a bright smile, lined with cherry red lipstick with a hint of gloss.

“Now, why on Earth did you almost barge into his office?”

“I have something to tell him.”

“Well by all means I’d be more than happy to relay the message.”

There’s a glint in her eyes. Now, you’re all for being a girl's girl but she’s already interrupted what could have by now been a wonderful moment of you being bent over his desk with your panties around your ankles BUT, she seems to be enjoying your irritation.

You cross your arms,

“It’s not something I would like to tell you.”

A light amused laugh comes from her lips and she leans back a bit to get a full view of you.

“Look. The Colonel is a very important man, and I’m supposed to report anything that is meant as well as scheduling his meetings. He’s got a lot on his plate and can’t have just anyone barging into his office. But if you’d like to schedule a meeting I’d be more than happy to help”

“You seem to know alot about him.” You retort, gritting your teeth.

“A lot more than you.”

It’s like fire runs through your veins at her words. You know she only knows him surface level, but her tone alludes to more. She means to deceive you, convince you that König and her are something they’re not. To somehow win a weird power struggle that has happened during this conversation.

But the words still hurt, König is an important man, very important. He could have anyone, even someone who can dress up in pretty skirts and not muddy boots and a uniform. You cast a glare and you open your mouth to give her a piece of your mind when the office door opens and none other than the man of the hour strides out in all his glory.

You feel calmed looking at him, drinking him in.

He ushers that man he was in a meeting with out and looks your way. His eyes rake over you and he strides over to the desk, papers in hand.

You don’t miss the way the other woman flushes before him, buckles under his gaze as he drops the papers haphazardly onto her desk.

“File those for me.” Tone cold and monotone.

“Yes sir. Right away.”

His eyes are back on you and you meet them, like you’ve done a million times before.

The moment is cut.

“She tried to come into your office but I knew you were in an important meeting so I stopped her but she wouldn't tell me why she needed to speak with you.”

She rambles on, if you weren't occupying the same bed as him each night you would be quaking under his stare, the way you can smell him from here. The cologne he wears sends a wave of heat downwards like an aphrodisiac.

He raises a hand to silence her and her mouth clamps shut immediately. He sucks in a deep breath under his mask and squares his shoulders back.

“My office is open to her, I would have told her otherwise if she could not be present in there. But that is between us, it does not involve you. I expect you to remember.”

Her eyes are wide and her head tips down as she plays with the corner of the paper.

She replied quietly.

“Ah, yes. Also move my meetings for the rest of the day to tomorrow. I will be preoccupied.”

“Yes sir.” You don’t miss the defeated inflection in her tone.

König places a hand on your lower back and ushers you into his office, locking the door.

“She’s just doing her job.”

“And part of her job is to not bother you, Mein Liebling.”

He stands before you and holds your chin in his hand, looking over your face.

“What is wrong?”

“Nothing. Why do you ask.”

“Something is off, I can tell liebling.”

You sigh,

“She’s very pretty. Do you see her alot?”

“Ah. I see.”

He chuckles.

“That doesn't make me feel any better.”

“Apologies liebling. Yes I see her daily before I enter my office. I pay her no mind, she is the same as everyone else here, no different. Except for you of course.”

He pauses and cups your cheek, you rest your head in his hand.

“You are incomparable mein Herz, meine Liebe. Any other woman pales in comparison to you, I have no desire for other women when I have you. I need not touch other women when I have mastered the art of your body, I know where to touch you to unravel you. Your sounds are the only ones I need to hear.”

You’re blushing now, cheek to cheek blushing.

He’s grinning at the sight.

“Are you convinced?”

You hum and pretend to think deeply on his question.

“I might need a little more convincing.”

His hand moves from your cheek down to your throat, tracing over the column in the center slowly as his pupils dilate.

“What man would I be if I didn't.”

He stalks around you, settling himself behind you as his hands land on your shoulders.

“You remember when you came into my office the first time? I’m sure you do, it was quite a memorable experience for the both of us.”

“I do.”

He hums a praise and one of his hands move slowly from your shoulders down your arms and squeezes, bracing you to the spot you stand.

“I was elated when you came to me. When you stood before me my mouth watered to taste you, my hands yearned to touch you, and my mind pleaded to me to undress you. I have never been so compelled by anyone like I am with you. You have made me ravenous and even after all this time I am not satiated.”

His hands move to your waist down to your hips and he pulls you back into him. You feel how hard he is, it’s painful how much you want him.

“Do you feel what you do to me liebling?”

“Fuck, yes.”

You shudder as he grinds into you, his breathing is growing harder and you can feel his chest on your back.

“Now. I heard you had something to tell me? Something very important?.” He squeezes the fat around your hips and presses himself into you and takes some small steps so you both move close and closer to his desk. You gulp and grasp onto his hand for stability but he has you tight in his hold.

You’re having trouble thinking by the way he's holding you, looking down at you.

He gives your hip a tap, whispering your name and you speak.

“I just wanted to see you.”

“See me?”

“Yes.”

It’s hardly above a whisper and you feel a bit embarrassed. Thinking now how you came down to his office and almost interrupted a meeting just to ..see him..

“Did you just come to say hello?”

Your head falls and you know he’s going to make you admit it.

“No. I did not.”

“Then liebling please tell me why you came so I can help.”

Humor graces his voice.

“I was hoping..well, that you would..”

He leans down so he’s right next to your ear,

“Would what? Sign a document? Approve of a mission report? What my dear?”

“Fuck me. Over your desk. Again..”

He leans back and laughs,

“Feeling sentimental? It has been a while since I took you in here, unfortunately my dear it will have to be quick and dirty, can’t have you missing your training right? Unless that's exactly what you want. You want me to bend you over and fuck you until you can’t walk straight, then pull up your pants and usher you out? Yeah?”

Your head tips back and onto his chest, you meet his eyes and smile.

“Please.”

He groans at your answer and proceeds to place his large palm in between your shoulder blades and pushes until your chest meets his desk.

You move your hips impatiently and he delivers a hard smack to your ass, causing you to cry out but you quickly bite your lip to muffle the sound.

He rubs over the skin and slowly undresses you from the waist down, pulling your pants down just enough to give him room to slide in.

“If you continue to subdue your moans I’ll stop. Do you understand?”

“Fuck, yes König.”

He palms your ass again, grinding his clothed length along your core and the friction is good but it’s not enough. It’s like taking a sip of water when you're parched.

“I want everyone to hear you okay? Let all the new recruits know just who you belong to huh?”

“Yes König, just you.”

He hums as you hear his belt buckle being undone as well at the zipper of his pants and he releases himself from his pants. He takes his length in his hand, stroking it a few times before he taps it against your entrance.

“That’s right, just me Schatz.”

He adjusts your hips and kicks your feet further apart with his boots. His gaze is heavy on where his length sits right at the entrance, hot and heavy.

Just as you open your mouth to beg he enters you fully. He’s hot within you and the stretch is as delicious as it is each time.

He throws his head back once he’s entered to the hilt, his hands gripping onto your hips.

“Lieber Gott, so fucking tight.”

You moan loudly and you feel him throb within you at the sound. He stays still only momentarily before he pulls all the way out until just the tip remains in and pushes back in brutally. He sets a bruising pace that has your mouth drooling onto his desk, leaving a rather unsavory puddle.

“No matter how many time I fuck you it’s never enough. I don’t blame you Schatz, I fear I’m in the same predicament. I constantly need to touch you, to be near you. You are a plague on my mind.”

His words make you burn from the inside out, you drip around him and the noises in the room are loud and obvious as to what is going on. The room smells of sweat and desperation.

He’s rough and needy and you claw at his arm that grips you

“Fuuck, Scheiße. The way you grip around me, fuck, are you going to cum? Be a good girl and soak the front of my pants?”

You’re leaving angry red marks on his arms by now, moaning and chanting his name like it’s the only word you know. He keeps one hand on your hip and the other threads its way through your hair, weaving and locking in tight. He pulls, bringing your back against his chest and this new angle has you gasping for air.

He can look over your shoulder from here and see the bulge of his length each time he thrusts all the way in.

“I could never fuck another, you’ve ruined me and spoiled me. Soaking my cock and taking me whole, allowing your Colonel to fuck you in his office.”

“König please please.”

“Go ahead liebling.”

At his command you reach your peak, stars exploding in your vision and your body grows tense before becoming slack in his hold. He follows closely behind you, he grips you tightly as he fills you to the brim.

A comfortable silence falls between you two as he lifts his mask and gives a long kiss to your lips then around the rest of your face as he pulls away and zips your pants before doing his own.

“You can walk alright?” You’re leaning in his arms, a blissful hum comes from your lips.

“Yes. Although I expect ample cuddle time in bed tonight, this was more than wonderful.”

He chuckles and brushes your hair into a somewhat tamable manner.

“I can honor that request.”

You bid each other goodbye with a kiss and you give the new secretary a smile when you leave his office, obviously looking a bit more disheveled than when you entered.

She does not look happy.

But you are.

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antimatterz · 10 months

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haiiii!!! so ur recent post abt how hsr characters would take it if u didnt log in for a while got me kind of thinking,,,, me personally i always log in at the most ungodly hours. 2 in the morning farming planar ornaments for jing yuan....,, i have never played hsr at a regular time. this is not a flex this is a cry for help. what do you think abt hsr characters having to rise and grind at hours that no man should be awake at ? :3 every single day ? :3

late-night game sessions

dan heng, gepard, blade, sampo, jing yuan x gn!reader

summary: you have a habit of grinding and farming and just being online at the most ungodly hours of the night. how do they react?

cw: fluff, humor, self-aware au

enyo's note: okay i absolutely loved this idea. also it's such a mood? i used to log in at the strangest hours in genshin hehe. with honkai i try to keep it normal but it was still so funny to imagine their reactions ^^ i might do a part two with the girlies !

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dan heng

it's been a few months since you started playing honkai star rail and nothing has changed about your habit of logging in late at night – or early in the morning. yet, dan heng has a hard time getting used to it. every time you awake him at four o'clock he gazes at you, dazed and confused, before he realizes it's that time again. "y/n, this isn't healthy for you," he mumbles every time, but he still gets up and accompanies you with no further complaints. give him a few minutes to adjust and he will be the sharp warrior he is by daylight! but as soon as you're done and log out, he'll pass out too lol.

gepard landau

he's definitely the most concerned out of everyone. and the most sleepy, too. he has a hard time waking up, and as soon as his eyes are open, they gaze at you with worry. "y/n, you should be asleep, don't you know what time it is?" he asks groggily, but he gets up regardless and readies himself to go out with you. i sincerely hope you're not at full 180 trailblaze power because this guy struggles to stay awake and provide shields, but he tries so so so hard for you and it's adorable. and he manages, just barely so, as he's super sleepy. please promise him that you'll go to sleep when you log out, or else he will remain worried.

blade

he might not show it, but you habit of skipping sleep and logging in at night to farm planar ornaments kinda worries him. he himself might not need much sleep so he isn't too bothered by having to work with you late at night, but he clearly sees the darkening bags under your eyes as you lead him through the simulated universe. but again, he doesn't really show it and silently does what you ask him to do. only when you're finished farming and are about to log out for the night, he makes you look at him. "go to sleep now, okay?" he sternly demands, but his eyes are softer than usual.

sampo koski

out of everyone, he would be the least bothered. he's practically nocturnal himself so it's not much out of the ordinary for him if you log in at three in the morning and ask him to join you on another farming trip to grind for relics and ascension materials. okay, maybe he slightly realizes that the two of you should be asleep but does he care? not really. he doesn't complain, is happy to spend time with you, and does everything you ask him to without spilling as much as a yawn or complaint. if any, he enjoys your nightly adventures!

jing yuan

well, this is an interesting combination. a sleepy general and a nocturnal being who asks him to grind at night, meaning jing yuan has to skip on his precious sleep. don't get me wrong, he doesn't complain and accompanies you without hesitation, but he isn't a night owl and it shows. he's waaay more quiet and not as smooth, yawns a lot and is pretty droswy in general. he's still a skilled warrior who clears the caverns of corrosion with ease but you can tell he is a tad bit out of it. please let him rest as soon as you're out of trailblaze power lol.

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iwanty0uu · 1 month

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❄︎ all characters are 19+ y/n being 20, second female character being 19, and male character being 21, contains swearing and mentions of violence ❄︎

•unedited•

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑…

Three weeks passed since the event with your “sister” and you didnt know how to feel. Life felt like a fever dream and as you sat down sadly in your college dorm, you received a dm, from Connie.. ?

You two had chemistry, well chemistry wasn’t the word, maybe advanced biology.. he was the type to make you think that he was all about you in private during your late high-school years, and then act like you were nothing more than friends in public. Considering that you two were friends, you couldn’t tell whether you were really trippin bout the way he acted or if you just caught feelings while he didnt. So for your own peace, you un-added him and went no contact. This went on for three years until tonight.You opened your inbox and the message read:

“long time no talk..heard niggas spreading shit bout you that aint sit right.. tell me wassup my heart.”

Your heart dropped.. the fuck was he talking about you like that for? HE CHEATED! WITH YOUR SISTER AT THAT!!

“Fuck it” you thought and began typing your paragraph..

𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤

You remembered the footsteps that entered your household, and it was her.. Your sister, Nataly and your newly EX BOYFRIEND entering your home, your safe haven. She was greeted with stares from her father, brother and yourself. “How could you do that to your sister?” Your father asked? His tone was low, and he seemed hurt for you, but this was no regular empathy, this was trauma.His face seemed as if he had seen one thousand years worth of pain and heartbreak, and it broke him to know that his daughter, his baby was just like the person who had hurt him. History repeats itself no?

“Y/n I’m not here to ask for your forgiveness but I did come here to apologize-“ before he could finish his sentence, his face was met with your fathers fist, his blood flew through the kitchen, spreading along the kitchen floor like wet fresh paint. The crunch of Ony’s nose filled the room which was followed by a gut wrenching scream.. He had no time to talk or explain himself. You would have never expected your father to move so quickly considering his size and weight but it seemed as if he took his anger out on the boy. The boy who looked too much like the one who betrayed him and slept with his gold digging…wife, his cousin. After your brother pried your father and ex apart, Ony was unconscious, and your father’s once dark blue polo almost looked the same shade as midnight, and was soaked..

You watched your sister to see how she would react, would she try to help him? Ask daddy “WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?” in the voice she uses when she doesn’t get what she wants? But to your surprise, she tried to hug you, grabbing your hands and repeating “It was only twice.. it only happened twice.” Your brother must have seen the glint in your eye which caused him to act faster than you could, separating you and your sister before she got a matching broken nose.. “OH SO IM PEACE-MAKER TODAY HUH?” he repeated, pacing up and down the kitchen. “AWWWEEE SHITTTT IM GOING TO JAIL I GOT FINGER PRINTS ALL ON THIS BITCH- YO POP YOU MURDERED HIM- NIGGAS NOT EVEN BREATHING-“ his tattooed hands touched his waves, rubbing his face and fanning himself dramatically.

“You’re dead to me” you said to Nataly. And it was the last thing you remembered before leaving your home in a frenzy. “why does this shit happen to me god?” you pleaded in your car, eyes too swollen to drive causing you to pull over and take a break. After that, your memory was foggy, you did make it home though and skipped school for a week after..

𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭

You found that your conversation with Connie lasted for hours, then led to an instagram facetime, then let to an actual facetime, to talking every day for the next month, being shady to Ony together, throwing subs on social media about him, and having study sessions. Over this month, your time in the empty lecture halls with him were the best, being alone in a big room with someone who you “weren’t supposed to be with” always turned you on.. or maybe you were just a little perv, but Connie noticed this. He noticed this as he sat next to you instead of across from you one day, how you looked at his lips and not his eyes when he got the correct answer. You purposely told him that you would reward him if he passed his exam which he did, knowing exactly what you had in mind. He noticed how your soft plush lips eased into his as if they craved the intimate privacy that they once despised, craving the secrecy that caused your situationship to fail. Your slick coated your dark brown g-string under your long skirt that was now hiked up, as you sat on his lap, the way he played with your nipple piercing remembering how everyone said it was dumb to get just one but it fit you so well. This was his first time touching you this way in years, and he would make this a moment to remember. Although he wanted to continue, he stopped to wash his hands at the lab sink before he began, and then came back to finish your lewd scene. You sat patiently waiting for him to finish and this gave you time to think about your actions. Were you doing this because of Ony? No, so why do you feel so nervous?

He turned around and returned to his seat, kissing your skin which sent tingles up your spine, calming you down, but you still had something on your mind and it made your balls blue. Your high came down and as usual, he noticed. Knowing Connie for as long as you did, his maturity was now visible and in that moment he promised that you’d be his number 1. It was hard to trust niggas now-a-days but what did you have to lose? If all hell breaks loose just wait until it freezes over and go about your life as you did before him. So being you, it was easy to agree but even harder to believe him, but you ignored it. You knew yourself well and if he didn’t treat you how you were supposed to, then he’d be gone. The heat between you went back to its intensity as he deepened the kiss, leaving hickies around the open skin on your chest above your tube top. Your legs fluttered open at his touch and you felt his erection almost burning into the fat of your ass, he slowly put his fingers back inside of you, thrusting while curving his fingers inside of you, hitting your sweet spot. You could feel yourself coming to your high, gripping onto his shoulders riding his fingers, begging for his touch and affection. You pulled at his studded earlobe with your teeth as his erection stimulated your clit. You found yourself tugging on his sweats, begging to be touched by him… You slid your hand into his ethikas, pulling out his cock, it twitched while you rubbed his pink tip that was already lubricated with his pre cum. You played with the plump of his pink lips while you grounded yourself onto his dick, sinking your way onto him. You both were on the edge and near to cum, so you weren’t surprised when he bucked his hips into you before you could gain your senses. You lost control of your body as it bucked in return, matching his pace and his sloppy rythm. “Fuckkkkkk con- shit” you rubbed his shoulders as you felt your high approaching.

“You take this dick good huh ma-“ he grunted, his rhythm now inconsistent as he slowed down, edging the both of you. You felt as if you were on cloud nine, the way he caressed your skin, touching you in the places that were left cold by your ex… rubbing his favorite spots on your body. His tongue grazed against your own, swirling in the pool of your saliva, he bit your lip causing you to jump slightly. He laughed while kissing the both of your cheeks, his thumb re-located to your clit, rubbing faster and harder, pressing down against your sweet spot as you whined against his hips.

“Connie! I’m cumminggggg, oh my-“ You grabbed his body for support as you felt him release inside of you, he gripped your hips, holding you still as you jerked against him, still in the after shock of your orgasm.

“Hold on y/n- shittt” he whispered as he felt his seed leak out of you. He slightly moved his hips, pushing the other half of his girth that couldn’t fit inside of you. As it kissed your cervix, you felt your eyes roll back…but there was another pair watching you.You both heard shushed voices outside of the door, forgetting the time and how the night classes started at 8pm… it was currently 9:30 and by the grace of God no one entered the lecture hall whilst you and connie had your randevu.

“shit the time-“ you mumbled, quickly hopping off of him, loosing balance instantly as he held you up. You grabbed some wipes that sat in the inner pocket of your telfar, and cleaned you both up to the best of your ability. You couldn’t control the giggles that left your mouth as you fled the crime scene, but that night liberated you.

𝟏𝟐:𝟎𝟎𝐚𝐦

Connies head rested on your chest as it rose and fell,he slept as you were left alone with your thoughts. You didn’t regret what happened and were looking forward to a future with him..but who’s eyes were it that you felt?…..

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐟𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐧𝐝.

hope yall liked this as much as i DREADED MAKING THIS jkjk..mwahh!~𝓵𝓮𝓵𝓮

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Hey 🃏anon! So damn sorry for not replying to your request earlier! I had read it...but forgot to post! And now tumblr ate it! BUTT like I said I read it..so here ya go!

Ticci Toby x Virgin!Inexperienced! Reader

Warning: Smut (duh), mention of blood,murder and violence, spitting kink, oral(f receiving),MDNI

You and Toby had been close for a while now.

You had become friends with him a few years ago. You had decided to steal from a shop,but you got caught. What you had decided to steal were some pills for one of your friends. But they were quite expensive,to the point your friend couldn't afford them. Then why did you decide to STEAL them rather than buy them? Because back then you were a dumb teen. Simple.

Unbeknownst to you,another teen wanted the same pills,but,unlike you who had money for them..He didn't. So when you were caught, the Same teen had murdered the manager in front of you,had caught your hands and had ran away with the pills. When you reached your friend and told them about it..they didnt believe you.

After reaching home,you had a shower thinking you could forget everything,but..you didnt. You couldn't. You got into bed,trying to sleep. Yet,to no avail.

It was now midnight. .yet no sleep. You finally got up, frustrated. You look at your window..you saw some thing. ..it was a bottle. You squinted your eyes and then realized something....it was the same bottle...of. .the pills.

"I stole em' for ya." You jumped as you heard a raspy ish voice. You looked back and gasped as you realized the person who sat on your bed was the same boy who had caused the murder.

Your eyes welled up with tears. "Please..dont kill me -" "Nah, i-it would b-b-be dumb to k-kill s-someone I h-helped...w-won't it?" He interrupted. You now looked at him more clearly,your eyes finally adjusted to the dark of the night. He had dark,dark brown hair. Pale skin. His eyes were covered with yellowish- orange goggles. His mouth covered with some type of grey-black mask. Before you could observe further,you felt your head get dizzy. You looked at him. He chuckled. "Loved y-your t-tea d-didnt y-you?" Your eyes widened a little as realization hit you...but it was too late. Your vision had faded to black.

You still wondered how you had become friends in the first place. You chuckled as you remembered how he had shyly explained the next day on how he had wanted to thank You but didnt know how to as he hadn't interacted with someone for such a long time. You knew it was dumb forgiving him. But you never found yourself regretting it! He indeed was a man that killed,rather numb and sadistic at times. But those times were as rare as the blue moon. Most of the time he would be the sweetest,yes, a little possessive,but with the way his past had turned out,you knew he had right to be.

Now,you sat on your couch,trying to find the story that you were reading interesting,but you didnt. Not when Toby's head was nuzzled in your lap! Nuh-uh,your mind didnt allow! Oh! How come you forgot a main detail! You and Toby had been dating for 4 months now. You smiled looking at your boyfriend. "So cute. " you thought. But then,looking at him slowly shifting his head a little higher than your thighs,closer to you core,you had a thought cross your mind. You and him,hadn't been intimate. No sex. Just some makeouts here and there. But never anything sexual. You wanted him. Your face flushed when you remembered the days when he was away..how you would finger yourself thinking of him. How bad you wanted him. His touches. His tongue. His di-

"Y/N"

"HUH?!" You were snapped out of your thoughts. "I wanna t-tell you s-something. "" Yea...g-go ahead."

"W-why a-are you st-stuttering?" He cocked a brow. "Nothing baby." You finally managed to Stop stuttering. "I..." He trailed off. "I-...I wanna..I w-wanna f-..fuck you." He finally said. You looked at him. Eyes wide. Had he read your mind?

"He-hey if y-you d-dont wanna..then i-it s Al- alright." " N-no Toby. .I want to." You said. "But.." You continued. "Im not experienced..I'm a virgin-"

"It-its alright. S-same here." He warmly smiled. You smiled back. But then the smile faltered as he slowly got up,eyes once filled with live were now filled with some other emotion. ..lust? Yes,lust. Deep lust. He starting unbuttoning you shirt as you just sat there,unsure on what to do. Once the last button was unbuttoned,you took your shirt off.. He started taking off your pants as you took off his hoodie.

You were now just in your bra and panties,him in his boxers. You looked at the floor,flustered. You could feel him,eyeing you up and down hungrily. You felt his hands on your shoulders,slowly making you lay on the couch. He was now on top of you,face without goggles and mask. He inched his hands forward,stopping as he held your bra straps. "M-may I?"." Yes" He took it off. You quickly covered yourself,embarrassed. "N-no no! Don't c-cover yourself..please." He slowly touched your hands and took them off of you. He looked at your breasts for a moment,then got to work.

He took on breast in hand,kissing all over It as you gasped. He started suckling on your nipple,giving the same treatment To the other. He slowly went to your lower half,leaving a trail of kisses as you shivered at his touch. Finally,he got to your panties.He looked up at you,asking a question through his eyes. "I have never felt it before" you said. "It's al-alright" he took your panties off. He practically drooled. "Such a c-cute p-pussy" He kissed your inner thighs,later on biting and suckling at them. You let out soft moans. "Tobyyy" you groaned. You wanted to feel him inside you,you were nervous,yes,but still.

He started to lick your slit,up and down, slowly, teasingly. You moaned loudly as he finally entered his tongue in you. He kept on tongue fucking you. You felt a knot in your stomach. "Toby!Im gon-gonna-" before you could say it you had already released it all on his face. He looked up at you licking the juices off his face. "So-so f-fucking t-tasty..w-we could d-do this everyday." You blushed at this. He got up,taking off his boxers

Your eyes widened as you saw that he was definitely above average. He spat on your clit, fingers rubbing up and down to lubricate you,this action eliciting moans out of you. He did the same with his dick. He positioned himself at your entrance. You looked at you. "R-ready??" You could feel the anxiety come over you. "Y-yeah..please..be gentle" you stuttered out. He nodded. Slowly he entered the tip. Then his entire self. Your eyes rolled at the back of your head. The pain was indescribable. You looked back at him. He waited for a good 1-2min. Then he started thrusting. Your vision was blurry as tears fell out of your eyes. Slowly, the pain converted into pleasure.

"Y-you're so f-fucking t-tight" He groaned as his head jerked back. Loud moans escaped your mouth as he speeds up,groaning himself.

You felt the familiar feeling in your stomach. "Toby! Im close!" "Me-me too" You felt the tension release, your vision going blank. A wave of pleasure had washed over you. Toby was still thrusting into you. Finally, he came. His dick coating your walls white. He collapsed next to you,chest heaving.

"Th-that w-was f-fucking g-g-good" he said.

"...."

"Y/N?"

He looked at you And smiled when he realized. You had dozed off. 'My pretty princess." He thought. "Just MINE"

#creepypasta x reader #ticci toby x reader #ticci toby #x reader #smut

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loserlvrss · 1 month

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꒰ 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 ꒱ 석우현

summary : you've been getting secret admirer notes for the better part of your senior year, however you never expected them to be from your best friend

genre : fluff, matthew x afab!reader, hs!au tws : language, kiss author notes : i hope you enjoyed your request @sadfragilegirl thank u i love machu ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ♡.°₊ˎˊ˗ word count : 1.2k

you couldn’t believe it. how long had it been? you, in all reality, couldn’t remember the last time you didnt open your locker to a note falling out of it. you picked the meticulously folded notebook paper off the dusty floor, studying the small red penned-in heart — the signature; whoever it was.

if anyone was to ask, which they have, if you had any idea who was sending you secret admirer notes almost every week now, you wouldn’t be able to answer them. you didn’t even have any candidates, because if someone loved you secretly, they sure as hell were good at keeping it that way.

maybe it was out of embarrassment, but at this point you’d like to know anyways.

“another one?” a familiar voice broke through the average chatter of a high school hallway, “what is this, the second this week? he’s getting bold.”

“maybe they’ll finally confess.” you laughed out at the light brunette. “it’d be about time. i think it’s been a little while, hasn’t it?”

he cut you off promptly, “since november, and we’re graduating in a couple weeks.” your eyebrows raised in amusement at his details into your life, “so… yeah. a little while, i guess.”

"wow, matthew... i might start thinking they're yours." you gave him a serious look, which morphed into you both hysterically laughing — even to the point where passerbys were giving you a dirty look. “that’d be so cliché! oh my gosh, could you imagine the look on my face if you confessed your love to me?”

"i'd never." he acted offended, "that's fucking disgusting."

you pouted, acting offended back, "what the fuck! i'm not disgusting!" then you both broke into another laughter then received dirty looks here and there. “but seriously, tell me now if they’re yours, matt. wait! actually don’t, i’ve got to mentally prepare myself. tell me tomorrow!” you spewed out through jagged breaths.

and that’s how you ended up with your jaw dropped to the floor. your bestfriend sat in front of you, knee bent over his thigh leisurely — in contrast to the way his head hung, face a deep shade of red. matthew wasn’t the type to feel embarrassed about much, being extroverted and all, but he couldn’t help it this time; not when you looked at him so confused it basically broke his heart on the spot.

he looked up briefly, catching your eye and immediately cowering, “i-i thought you’d hate if i did something over the top, y/n. i’ve wanted to tell you this for a long time now — i’m sorry, but when you said tell me tomorrow, it made me think you already knew.”

you blinked a couple of times, “well, i did not.” you replied, pouring salt on his open wound, “and, thank you? for this.” you held the cute plushie between your hands, another note plastered between your skin and the artificial fur. “but, matthew, i-i don’t even know what to say right now. you’re my bestfriend of years… wha-why?”

you could see him biting his lip, and honestly him not looking at you was making you angry for some reason. you weren’t disgusted at the thought of him having a crush on you. no, actually you were quite delighted deep down that your late night fantasies — that you deemed beyond stupid — were actually true. how could you not like matthew? he exuded boyfriend-energy. he was your golden retriever bestfriend, so why couldn’t he be more?

you were just confused as to why; why now? why wait so long? why give you letters for months? why you?

you, in contrast to him, weren’t very sought after by the people at your school. not that you were unlikable in the slightest, you were just so engrossed in your studies that it made it hard to have a romantic life. and, people seemed to have figured that out the older you all grew.

the question circled around in his head. why? truthfully, why not? matthew thought of you as the moon to his sun. the star to his sky. the light to his dark. he looked for comfort within you, always knowing that you were the one to pick him back up. it’s like you were his prescription drug; his happy pill; his serotonin; his oxytocin.

his love.

he’s known that he’s loved you like a bestfriend for a long time. and somewhere within those years it deepened into something a more than that. now, he loved you like you were already his girlfriend. he loved you so deeply that any ounce of rejection from you would send his heart reeling with physical pain.

maybe he was crazy, he thought, maybe he stupid for thinking that there was a chance with someone like you. someone he saw so far out of his league. he cursed himself for confessing, he could’ve been contempt secretly adoring you because it’s not like he didn’t get to see you everyday.

it scared him — you scared him. there was a lot of debating that went into his confession, but there seemed like none now. and the thought of losing you over something this silly put a pit in his stomach.

“y/n. let’s just forget it. we can pretend this never happened. this is just a stupid prank by your bestfriend. a platonic-valentine from me, okay? nothing more than that, i’m sorry. i just don’t want to lose you as, at least, a friend. you’re more important than a stupid crush, y/n.”

you tried to listen to matthew ramble, but couldn’t help focusing on your racing heart. did he mean that? was he really willing to push aside his feelings to keep the friendship alive?

no, you didn’t want that. you didn’t want to forget now that you knew. and maybe you always have. maybe you knew that eventually matthew would be the one to hold your heart for real. you thought you must’ve been the most oblivious person to not see this coming, but maybe the jokes you made every time about the notes being from him were you subconsciously thinking it — wishing it.

you put the stuffed rabbit on the bed, scooting closer to him. matthew was so taken aback that his eyes grew three sizes, and he strained his spine, just a little.

“matthew,” you punctuated, “i’d be so stupid to not admit that i’ve felt the same way. honestly, i wasn’t interested in the whoever the notes were from because they weren’t you — at least, i didn’t know it was at the time.” you giggled slightly, “it’s kind of adorable how shy you’ve gotten.”

it must’ve calmed him down a bit, as his sassy demeanor came back ever-so-slightly. he huffed, “shut up.”

“what? i’m serious! it’s cute.” you poked his rosy cheek, his hand flying up to trap your wrist gently. your eyes locked, and for a moment you had to fight off the unsteady beating that matched your hitched breath. the truth is, you’ve never seen matthew so close to your face before. he always kept a platonic distance because he never wanted to make you uncomfortable; you were boy-girl bestfriends after all, and he’d never be the one to take advantage of that fact. but now that he was inches from you, you didn’t want him to back away.

your stomach was in knots, and if this is what real butterflies feel like…

“y/n?” he searched you for any kind of discomfort, “c-can i? ca—“

and before he got the chance to get it out, your free hand cupped his cheek, pulling his face into yours to finally acquaint your lips.

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smicksstuff · 1 year

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Hiii could you please do a smau for mick x toto’s daughter aka Wolff!reader ? 😍 plot could be anything you like

Gorgeous

(mickschumacher x ynwolff)

warnings: none

a/n: i hope you like it !! sorry for the long wait 😅

yn.wolff

Australia

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yn.wolff ditched school for a race. no one tell my dad 🤫

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mickschumacher you ditched school for the race and not to hang out with me 😭 im hurt

yn.wolff hey stop exposing me here !!

mickschumacher 🫢

susie_wolff 🤔 - toto

mercedesarmy someones in troubleeee

lewishamilton great to have you back in the paddock my dear ❤️

yn.wolff ❤️❤️❤️

mercbuddies63 i wanna ditch school for a race too

mercbuddies44 me too !!!!

susie_wolff what is the excuse letter i have to write this time 🤔 - dad

yn.wolff that i missed my dad and went to visit him 🥺

susie_wolff hmm ok. 👌🏼- dad

susie_wolff when do i get to write that excuse letter

yn.wolff when i come for the F1A race at the end of the month

susie_wolff great. already written

hammertime where can i get parents like this

geoooooorgee id be homeless if i did this

mercedesamgf1 Glad to have you back ❤️

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georgerussell63 you skipped school for us ??

yn.wolff ofcourse i did. came all the way to Australia to see you not race

georgerussell63 🙄

alex_albon shots fired

yn.wolff you werent any better lex

alex_albon hey i come in peace. at least you didnt have to watch the race alone.

yn.wolff i didnt have too i had company

albonofans not alex trying to justify his dnf 😂

danielriccardo great to see you again little wolff

yn.wolff ❤️❤️❤️

yn.wolff when do i get to see you again ?

danielriccardo we will see. soon i promise

mickcedes who is the guy ? why so sneaky

hammertime a mercedes guy for sure.

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher 🌊+🦘+🇦🇺 =❤️

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jackdoohan i want a beach volley rematch 😠

mickschumacher NO

jackdoohan YES

galaelized can i come ?

jackdoohan yes the more the merrier. you will be on my team

mickschumacher hey not fair i want sean

jackdoohan too late 😝

dookiesquad they fight like a bunch of kids

schuminis mick soft launching his girl 😍

mickiemick i wanna know who she is

micksquad i heard she is a surfer girl too 😍

mercedesarmy i bet you yn wolff is gonna be pretty jealous rn. her bestie has got a girl 😶

micksquad omg i did not think of this 😭 lesser yn and mick 💔 im not ready for this

yn.wolff who is the new chick

mickschumacher oh you definitely know her

yn.wolff do i ? hmm do i like her ?

mickschumacher absolutely cause i love her 😉

yn.wolff if you say so

danielriccardo oh so thats why she wasnt free 🤔

ricfans who is “she” ??? we need to know

kikiay he knows something!! spill please

paddockgossips so she is someone already known in the paddock? interesting 🤨

f1wags not yn making sure everyone knows she approves

micksquad this is why she is the queen of the paddock

ginaschumacher ❤️❤️❤️

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yn.wolff

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yn.wolff ocean blue eyes, looking in mine, i feel like i might sink and drown and die ❤️

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mickschumacher meine liebe, ich liebe dich ❤️ (translation: my love, i love you)

yn.wolff i love you more ❤️

ginaschumacher ahhh my favourites!!! welcome to the family! ❤️❤️

yn.wolff thank you ! ❤️

carmenmmundt finally i have been waiting for this! ❤️

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alex_albon YES FINALLY !!! its not a secret anymore

lilymhe im so so sorry for him 🤦🏻‍♀️

lilymhe my babies ❤️ @mickschumacher take care of her if not ☠️

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mickschumacher i promise !! damn you are scary

mercedesarmy i spoke too soon 🤡

micksquad my jaw is dropped! im speechless! i love them so much

mickcedes damn those lyrics hit different now

lewishamilton ❤️

susie.wolff YN!!! thats not the point of a car !!! -dad

mercbuddies HAHAHA toto is the best !!

susie.wolff welcome to the family mick! we love you guys❤️

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mickschumacher thank you ❤️

jackdoohan not taylor again

yn.wolff hey dont say that !! its taylor all day, everyday !

jackdoohan fine 😐 promise me during roadtrips we have songs other than taylor

yn.wolff ofc we will have harry styles and one direction too

jackdoohan @mickschumacher SAVE ME

mickschumacher im switzerland

jackdoohan 😦

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher you’re so gorgeous ❤️

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yn.wolff ❤️❤️❤️

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charles_leclerc you guys are datingg ?!!?!

yn.wolff why are you shocked ?? you knew

charles_leclerc oh right i did

pierregasly so see you next race yn 🤔

yn.wolff sure if you can convince my dad to write another excuse letter

pierregasly @mickschumacher you got to think of a reason

mickschumacher why me ?

pierregasly cause her dad will say yes to you

susie_wolff 🤔 - toto

jackdoohan OMG not you and the lyrics too

mickschumacher 🫶🏼

mickcedes and to think you couldn’t love him more 🥹

micksquad WHEN WILL IT BE ME ?!?!?!

georgerussell63 ❤️

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elenaberri planning our double date soon ❤️

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yn.wolff yes pleaseee !!!!

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a/n: thank you for reading this far !! hope you enjoyed it ! If you have any one-shot scenarios send them to me!! I would love to try and recreate them for you ◡̈

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writingoddess1125 · 6 months

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It's Done pt. 3

Part 2 <<<

Asshole Mihawk x Femreader

Angst and Saddness

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It had been nearly 2 months since you'd last seen Mihawk- The day he tried to give his life in a sad attempt to get you to back down.. In truth you were a hot mess for a solid week afterwards- Sobbing hysterically and having to start the process of healing all over again.

You wondered when he got so selfish- to dare treat you like that for nearly 20 years only to try a dirty move like that of wanting to die your husband- When has he ever acted like your husband? When he fucked eveything that moved or insulted your infertility to your face?

It was hard.. terrible even but you started to rebuild all over again. But luckily during those two months you prepared, knowing eventually he would return and you'd be ready.

You sat outside on the padio of your home sipping some tea, taking a gentle breath as you tried to ease yourself... you could already feel it that he was going to arrive-

As if on cue by late noon Mihawk was at your door... unlike before he didn't look like he had rolled out of a dumpster but he didn't look good either- He had lost weight, his skin looking unhealthy and heavy bags under his eyes. He wasn't taking care of himself in the slightest and it was noticable.

"Here to try again?" You said with venom in your voice- Mihawk quietly nodding as he held up the same dirty manilla envelope and this time one of his own.

"Can we just talk first?" He asked softly, You rolling your eyes but nodded and allowed him inside- leading him to the study to allows this meeting to take place. However you made it a point to set down a pistol right on your lap as a warning- Which by his gaze you could tell worried him slightly.

"...I brought back the papers and I brought some of my own. I wanted to see if this would be something you'd be interested in before a divorce" Mihawk started as he handed you the new folder her brought. Taking it you quickly opened it and saw a detailed legal contract- asking for a trial separation, both parties going to couples counseling and individual, promise of no outer relationships for 6 months to establish trust and while it didn't say that at the end you two would end up together but it was clearly implied.

"You're actually serious?-" You deadpanned, glaring at Mihawk.

"Please (Y/N)- Just hear me out.." Mihawk begged- You sighing heavily at this having just wanted the papers to be signed.

"What Mr. Dracule?" You said formally and kept a hand on the pistol.

"I can be better. It's just a temporary separation agreement. Not yet a divorce but just some time for us to- Think and maybe heal?" He suggested and you just felt angry once more.

"Heal? You think I need to heal and think about us divorcing? It is me healing and thinking being away from you Mihawk!" You yelled and he bit his lip- clearly wanting to say more to unsure which direction to go.

"And why should I?" You question, staring at him as he looked down.. you could practically see the shame running through him and the hurt in his gaze.

"Cause I can't live without you- I can't sleep knowing you're not home.. it doesn't feel like home anymore, I don't smell your perfume, don't hear you humming... it feels like I'm lost at sea without a raft and... and..." He stopped, his eyes watering as he looked at you- studying your face like he was seeing you for the first time in years.

"...I..." He sighed heavily- Bowing his head fully as if in defeat.

"You shouldnt..." He finally said which caught you off guard.

"Gods this is all my fault.. it truly is.. I disrespected you, dishonored you and broke our vows.. I have no right to sit before you and ask for anything.. I just didnt want you to absolutely detest me since I do still love you- Ive just been taking advantage of your heart for over two decades.. I see it now.." Mihawk said truthfully- You could hear the true regret in his voice. Total and utter defeat clearly humbling him in some way as he sat there before you..

"Ill sign the papers (Y/N)...I-I just wanted another chance to make this right.. I'm so sorry" He said softly, this being the first time he actually apologized for his wcruons as a whole or what he did to you- Surprise hitting your whole body.

It was silent for a few moments, Mihawk getting up and grabbing the pen from the desk and the semi soiled divorce papers. The ink from your signing runny and bleeding the paper. You doubted it would be accepted in that state-.

However despite the ruined pages he began to sign them. Your own heart breaking ever so slightly as you watched- As he was signing the last page you grabbed his hand stopping him.

"Wait- I can't believe I'm saying this.. but stop" You sigh out- Mihawk staring at you with widened eyes, You pulling away from his hand and staring at the wreck of a man.

"Mihawk I don't think I can find it in myself to forgive you... But I am willing to give the trial separation a try" You sigh, rubbing your temple softly at allowing this small thing.

Mihawks yellow eyes lighting up at hearing this- while this didn't mean you would get back together nor even avoid the divorce. However he simply wanted the chance for you two could be on better terms or even just your to not hate his guts.

"Thank you (Y/N)... Thank you"

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northlt · 25 days

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Rosekiller one shot

Tw: death

Barty goes to war, he doesn't have the money nor the influence like Evan does to avoid it forever. He has to.

He goes kicking and screaming and fighting the whole way but he has to go.

When they were younger, not yet directly touched by the conflicts between countries , Barty told Evan about his fear, his only fear . Death.

He never understood his father's points about fighting for honror or dying for their country. He was a child and like a child, he was scared of dying. What would come after it? How would hsi loved ones react? What would he leave behind? Why would any higher power take young lives anyway?

Questions plagued him and Evan didnt have the answers to any.

And now hes in an active war zone, death at his doorstep.

Honestly, Barty doesn't give a shit about either country, doesnt give a shit about his fellow soldiers or his fathers orders to make him porud.

He'd much rather be next to Evan, with the boy's hand in his hair. Evan would drag his fingers across Barty's skin in a manner he deemed utterly sinful.

Even now if he closed his eyes he could pretend the taller boy was in front of him.

Evan was older, although just by a few months. He was all wide shoulders, lazy grins and shy smiles. And his hands, arguably Bartys favourite part of him. They could caress and hold, they could mend and take care but they could also wield an axe and a gun, they could make Bartys mind forget everything and anything, dragging low groans from his throat. They could make him whine and beg, they could steady him or bruise him.

Its these things he thought of late at night under the cover of darkness. Evan.

Just the man, just the name.

Somehow it was always Evan he thought of when things got difficult.

Barty writes to him, for his own sanity. The longer he stays there, the more he loses it.

War is no place for him. Its too bloody, too noisy, too scary. He wants Evan.

He wants to be held, strong arms pulling him close. He wants to be safe. He wants to laugh at Evan's stupid jokes. He wants to kiss Evan, to touch him, to hear his voice.

His body and heart aches with longing.

He doesn't care for the other soldiers who laugh too loud and never sound like Evan. They're terrified of him, of the way he takes life after life in the warzone.

But violence was never his first choice, it was love.

So he writes and he writes and he writes. He never had a liking for literature like his friend Regulus, but he manages fine.

"My only solace is that you're untocuhed by Bellona, by the bloodshed of Mars" He writes. "Although, darling, you'd look divine covered in crimson"

Fuck he loves Evan. And he misses him so much his bones echo with desire.

"I think of you everyday, sunrise to sunset and take a break for dusk, only for you to be in my dreams"

He addresses them to E, his E. Thats all his fellow soldiers know Evan as. "That crazy one's darling E"

Barty hears them wondering about E's name, about how someone could have won Barty's cold heart.

Eloise, perhaps? or Elizabeth? Eleanor, Edith, Ella, Emilia, Emma, Eliza, Elliana, Ellie, Emily, Evelyn, Eden, Esther.

Evan.

Evan Rosier.

They wouldn't suggest a man's name.

Its a cruel, cruel world they live in, and Barty has never liked it. But Evan always managed to drag out the optimist in him, the mischief and sarcasm he thought he left in his childhood.

"Most of all, its boring, my darling" he writes, "So fucking boring. We barely fight and when we do, we win. Mostly. You'd call me a narcissist and egotistical, but I know my worth. The rest of these soldiers don't know their left from their right"

He tells Evan everything, even if he doesn't always get letters back. Mail gets lost on the way a lot. Sometimes Barty gets upset when Evan doesnt respond only to descover the ship went down. Sometimes Evan writes strong words about scaring him because Barty never replied to his letter, and Barty sends back a response about how he never got it in the first place.

"Really hope the ship doesnt go down again. Such a nuisance, catching you up on everything again" He scribbles down, imagining the expression on his lover's face when he reads it.

War is brutal and unyielding. It stretches on forever. Barty doesn't see himself getting out of it, not now, not ever. But he doesn't tell Evan that.

"We'll go watch a movie when I'm back" he makes false promises, "and kiss in the rain, your lip between my teeth. Just the way you like it. I'll kiss you in front of my father, I dont care"

War is brutal. it takes and it takes and it takes. Are there really winners and losers when the only ones losing seem to be the soldiers that lose their lives?

"My dearest E, I miss you like the sea misses the earth. The water shaking with anticipation in clouds, desperate to return to the ground as rain"

Barty is going to die, he knows it.

There's only way out of this war and its by taking Thanatos' hand.

"Regulus sent me a summary of his reading again" Barty writes, "Some old man a hundred years ago wrote about a man and a woman in love and somehow Regulus made it my problem. Try to punch some sense into him. But don't tell him I might be hooked onto what happens next. Its a guilty pleasure"

Barty doesn't have many guilty pleasures.

You could argue Evan was one of them, but he's not. Barty has never once been guilty about loving Evan, never.

"Regulus wrote to me, telling me Melpomene is the muse of tragedy" Barty could have been jealous of his friends, the ones who didn't have to come to war, didn't have everything stripped from them. But he's glad he's the one suffering because that means Evan doesn't have to and Regulus can keep reading his little stories. He'd die in war a thousand times over if his friends stayed safe. "Melpomene must have gotten quite the story from us"

Evan fills him in on gossip, Dorcas in love with someone, Pandora and her new inventions, Barty wishes he could be there for it all.

Evan can't draw for shit, but his stick figures could rival Michaelangelo for all Barty cares.

Evan, Evan, Evan, Evan. Its all he thinks about, like a broken record spinning and repeating the name. Evan.

He's so much more than a lover. He's a part of Barty. He's seen the good bad and the ugly. He's stuck around for it all.

"Im angry most of the time" He scribbles one night, shaking from barely contained fury after a mission gone wrong. "Angry because my father is the biggest piece of shit to ever grace the earth. Angry because I want you I need you in my hand, in my arms, in my bed bext to me. I'm angry because the world was never kind to us. I'm angry because I wish I could kiss you now. I would. I'd kiss you in front of the world, grab you by the jaw and not let go. I want to taste you, I want you to linger on my tongue, to ruin my life. I'm angry because..." because I'm scared.

Barty never lets anyone see the letters Evan sends, scowling at anyone who ever tries to peek. He's got quite the reputation now. He'd cut off a finger or two before he let anyone have a taste of Evan's words. They're for him. Just for him.

"Come back" Evan writes, "Come back or I'll publish your writing for the world. Let everyone see how embarrassingly in love you are. Regulus alone would have a field day with the poem you once attempted"

Barty laughs because he can't help it. Its so on brand for Evan to threaten him with that.

"My writing is scacred, how dare you?" He writes back. "Maybe that would help the world understand us, though. Maybe one day there would be a world free of war and hate. And just us, together, kissing in front of my father as I flip him off"

"You'd look sharp in a suit on our wedding day" Evan writes back. "I'd love to see you in it. I'd love to take it off"

Fuck.

"Darling, I'd wear a wedding dress if you wanted. I'd do anything for you (and if it pissed my father off)" Barty scrawls with a rare smile on his face.

The last letter Evan Rosier ever got from Barty Crouch Jr was about wearing a dress to their hypothetical wedding.

Decades in the future, when they're all well and gone, buried so they're only dust and bones, their letters are found again.

Love letters from wars always fill people with a sad and romantic feeling. They always remind people that love is eternal, the only constant in the world of destruction and tragedy. No matter how it ended, at least the love was there.

Historians scratch their heads over who the "Darling E" was. Some say Eloise or Elizabeth? Eleanor, Edith, Ella, Emilia, Emma, Eliza, Elliana, Ellie, Emily, Evelyn, Eden, Esther.

Evan, says one.

Evan Rosier. Barty Crouch Jr. Decades after theyre gone, their love makes headlines. Flirty and sweet, cute and filthy, rebellious and devoted, they call the pair.

Barty Crouch Jr died at war, bleeding out in pain, supposedly with his eyes wide in fear and fingers digging into the earth, desperate to live.

Evan Rosier died not long after, peacefully in his bed. Heartbreak, the doctors said.

Their letters were found in a house that used to belong to their mutual friend, Regulus Black.

#inspired heavily by Gilbert Bradley and Gordon Bowsher's letters #barty crouch junior #rosekiller #angst #in my feels #regulus black #evan rosier #marauders #marauders era #dead gay wizards #the marauders #one shot

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beelbubz · 4 months

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Lost Chance

Mauga x reader

Y/N stared at the empty glass, still pondering her decision to leave Talon once and for all. Her fun murderous adventures with the people she called her ‘family’ all the trips she went on with them, the days she spend laughing, crying, fighting. But one Fateful night it all came to an end, she had to leave. She wanted to start her new life, but had to leave her old one behind.

So she packed and never looked back. Too scared that if she did, that she might reconsider all of her months of crying and comforting herself in order to leave. Soon snapped from her thoughts he feels a familiar presence surround her, it smelt like death and gunpowder. She couldn’t place a pin on it but she knew it had to be a familiar. A small shock of fear run up her spine, fearing for the worse to come, sure enough it was. “Well, We’ll, little Mrs too good for Talon found out in the wild” Y/N knew who that voice came from and she knew what he was exactly talking about. “Y/N. It’s time to come back, I’m not leaving this bar without you in my possession. Moira’s words.” Y/N continues to stare into the void acknowledging Mauga’s words but not reacting physically.

Mauga put a large hand on her shoulder getting ready to pick her up by her shoulder but Y/N reacts sooner and retreats so he couldn’t grab her. “I’m not going back Mauga, tell Moira she can suck it..” Y/N snarled at Mauga, showing her seriousness. “Come on Princess you left us in the dark for long and sorry to break it to you but I kinda have no choice” He smiles at her. “I’ve associated myself with others now..” Y/N looked at the ground for a quick moment. “Overwatch..?” Mauga questioned. With no response for Y/N, he lets out a booming laugh. “Overwatch? Really? How low Y/N.” He continues “I’m surprised with how much blood on your hands that they let you join.” Y/N glares at Mauga. “I was young and stup-“ Y/N is cut off “Don’t bring that young and naive shit here, you knew what you signed up for you knew what you did and how you did it, and last time I check old Y/N didn’t care” Mauga seemed anger and he seemed short tempered. “I’m leaving.” Y/N says, “No you’re not” Mauga smirks and laughs in Y/N face. With that Y/N bolts away from Mauga and pulls out her phone, she pressed the contact and was named ‘Lena’ and pressed dial. Unfortunately 5 attempts later she didnt pick up. Looking back Y/N didn’t see Mauga, so she ran to the nearest bush and tried to call Winston instead. But I’m the back of her head she could feel eyes watching her. “Hello?” She could hear the familiar friend on the phone. “Winston! I need your help- Talon- After- Help- Mauga-“ Y/N connection was breaking up and eventually her call was disconnected. She prayed that Winston could understand her short message and send help to her location. She soon let out a breath of fresh air, but soon was lifted up in the air and face to face with Mauga. “MAUGA STOP” “I’m not going back, Talon they don’t care for anyone but themselves, they don’t care about you, me, baptise, reaper, widowmaker, no one.” Y/N desperately yells. “I don’t want to go back to the endless loveless void. I want to be free..” Y/N cries out. “Psh. What do you know about love..?” “Where does that get you? Nowhere.” Mauga scoffs. “Mauga…” “I loved you, I still do..” Y/N stares at him. “ I loved you since I met you, you were so different from the rest, I care for you and love you with my heart.. I just wished we were in different circumstances, away from Talon, Moira..Everything..” Both Mauga and Y/N become silent in the moment. Mauga brings Y/N back down to the ground. “Y/-“ Mauga is caught off by the loud helicopter coming down from the sky. “Y/N!” They both hear the voice of Lena. Mauga looks at Y/N and the. At the helicopter “Please don’t” he tries to pled with Y/N. “I’ll- I’ll protect you from Talon. I’ll-“ Mauga sees the look in Y/N’s eyes, he knows it’s too late for him to pled. Y/N starts to tear up and slowly walk backwards to the helicopter. “I’m sorry” she mouths to Mauga. “Quick let’s get out of here!!” Cried Lena to Winston.

Part 2??

#overwatch mauga #mauga x reader #overwatch #new writter #i don’t know what i’m doing

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beary-rambles · 1 year

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Heyy, would you write something with aemond, perhaps an arranged marriage and struggling conceiving… feel free to ignore

"still nothing?"

you felt like a kicked puppy. sitting in a chair looking down at your lap while alicent talked with her son, your husband.

You were from a minor house from the north, stripped from your home and taken down south to marry the prince in the hopes to secure a more friendly relationship between the south and north.

you were however failing the one job you were given. you felt sick to your stomach.

when you first met aemond you felt like you had won the greatest prize, thanking whatever gods we're listening for giving you such a blessing. He was kind, much kinder than any other man had been. he treated you with respect and even made sure you were taken care of in the bedroom.

something that still irked you about him was that you couldn't tell if he genuinely liked you. sure his actions were kind but he never really spoke to you. seven hells he never even kisses you.

he was a very strange man but you grew to love him all the same. it had been a couple months since the two of you had been married and were still unable to conceive.

aemond shook his head and alicent sighed, rubbing her temples before turning back to you. you would normally apologize but today you feel so embarrassed about it.

"you're dismissing dear."

you stand and silently make your way towards the door and exit. this was humiliating, what was wrong with you? why couldn't you just do this one thing? you didn't look at aemonds expression and you didn't want to, expecting to see disappointment and anger.

you didn't even notice you had left your notebook in alicents room, you had to go fetch you. as much as you didn't want to go back in there you needed to get your notebook so you quickly turn around to go get it.

once you reach the door you lift your hand to knock but freeze at the conversation inside.

"it has been months aemond! aegon and heleana had there children swiftly after marriage yet this one is not happening." there is silence and alicent sigh in anger at aemonds quietness.

"maybe its time we consider other options aemond. shes clearly not producing any heirs and the royal line must continue."

You stumble back with tears in your eyes. No you couldn't lose aemond. you gulp, why? why were you so useless that you couldnt do this one thing? his silence is everything. you rush away quickly to your room., ignore the odd stares from the maids.

you hide yourself under the covers of your bed and allow yourself to cry.

The day passes and the sun sets while you rot in bed. the door opens and your eyes shoot open. hes too early. its much too early in the day despite it being night for him to be returning now.

you pray he doesn't come over to you. you can hear his footsteps suddenly pause for a moment and you hold your breath. he lets out a sigh and his footsteps move closer to you.

youre frozen. he suddenly rips the sheet off of you and you shriek, burying your head into the pillow. "my lady..." his words are soft, in a pleading tone which tugs at your heart.

"my prince." you mumble into the pillow, not wanting to face him. he sighs once more and places a hand on your back.

"are you feeling well? you did not attend dinner." ah dinner was it really that late? you two always had dinner together. he must have come looking once you didnt show.

"im sorry my prince, i lost track of time."

he notes you dont answer his question, "my lady, if something is bothering you please tell me."

your eyes well up with tears again, why did he have to be so sweet? you suddenly sit up, a sudden rush of emotions floods you.

"please do not find another lady."

he gives you a bewildered look, "whatever are you talking about my lady."

you looks down as the tears begin to flow heavily, "im sorry i haven't conceived yet. please just allow me to try again, i can i promise please do not find somebody else to do it."

You let out a sob as you finish, you loved him so much you did not want him to go looking for someone else.

he places a hand on you chin and forces you to look up at him.

"i would never do such a think. i do not know where you got such an absurd idea from but it shall never happen, you are my wife. i am with you till death do us part."

you sniffle, "but the queen had suggested-"

he lets out a sigh and shakes his head, "is that what this is about?" you quickly shut up and sighs again.

"she had suggested it when you had left yes. but i had told her no. you are my wife."

"but what if i am unable to-"

"it does not matter."

"but the queen..."

he looks you in the eyes and you feel yourself melt in the warmth. "there is nobody else other than you. and there shall never be."

he kisses you. it had been the first time since your wedding he had kisses you and you never felt happier.

once he pulled away he rested his forehead onto yours. "it shall always be you."

he pulls away and gives you a smile, "plus it has only been a few months since he have married, there are still plenty more opportunities for you to get pregnant."

safe to say, it wasnt long since after the doctors confirmed you were indeed pregnant.

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