#when he's into someone he's kinda way in his head

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I actually kinda like the accidental pregnancy trope idk just two characters learning to coparent and then eventually falling in love is kinda cute 🥹 I’d love to see what you write for gojo I feel like he’d be scared but end being such an amazing dad

gojo x reader | accidental pregnancy trope [drabble]

little miracle. a gojo x reader story

a/n. ok anon i basically started answering this ask very minimally but i couldn't stop myself from writing and it basically became an entire story so enjoy i guess?? LOL my bad <3 warnings/tags. domestic fluff, angst, mentions of sick parent, mentions of death, pregnancy symptoms. there is happy ending!! word count. 2.2k

gojo and you are in your mid twenties but you're both just barely getting by, you're a new writer living in a tiny apartment in a big city and gojo is the cute waiter at your favorite diner who's just saving up some money because he wants to go back to school and you're both kindaaa crushing on each other, flirting w one another. the restaurant gojo works at ends up starting meal delivery option, and you order some pizza to your apartment just so that you can see him on a weekday and he's soooo super cheeky with it leaning in the doorframe entryway of your apartment with the pizza in his hand like "it says here someone ordered a hot guy in some super sexy black jeans, well he's here now" and you're like "you're such a fuckin idiot" and you abandon said pizza to fuck him on your facebook marketplace couch.

fast forward the next day n you wake up, but he's not there anymore. he left you a little note that says he's going away for a month since his mom is sick and he needs to be w her. you're confused by the note, and you wish he left his phone number because you realize you have no way of contacting him. but that's ok, he'll be back soon, right?

in the couple weeks following the night you both hooked up, you're feeling like shit in the mornings, nauseous, you realize you've missed your period but you shrug it off because it was never really normal anyways. but one morning you throw up, confused as hell, wondering if you got food poisoning. but as you swing your legs back and forth in your paper gown, sitting high up on your primary care doctor's examination room bed, they tell you that you're pregnant and you act like you've never even heard the word before.

there's no doubt gojo is the father, you haven't slept w anyone except him in months. and a baby was just...you can barely afford to pay your bills, you're already living paycheck to paycheck since your book isn't even out yet and you're just surviving w the advance from your old job. what the hell were you going to do? and you can't even tell him that you're pregnant, because he's god knows where, stranding you with no phone number to contact him and you feel so left behind and alone.

the first person he comes to see when he gets back into the city is you. he looks tired, probably from his travels, or possibly from what he saw back home w his mom laying sick in bed. but he's still so happy to see you, and he kisses you and tells you he missed you and you stop him to tell him that you need to talk. for him, there was life before you told him you were pregnant, and then there was life after. and now he was living in the after. standing still in the tiny living room of your apartment when you tell him he's the father, and the words that leave your mouth afterwards are drowned out in his head because he can only focus on that one thought at once.

father. he's going to be a father? whatever heaviness he finds in his chest from the word is replaced with adoration when he looks at you.

keeping it, was what you had told him next.

it was tough at first, because of the morning sickness and the hormones and the yelling at him for not bringing you the kfc you craved so badly a minute before he did, and then the crying that follows suit when you realize you're being mean to him. but he does everything you want, everything he knows how, because he doesn't know how to be a dad, and he figures the least he can do right now is know what to do for you. and the thought scares him, to death every day. as he's driving you to your doctor's appointments, he's praying under his breath that you and baby are ok and healthy. while he's waiting tables at work, he puts on his best smile for an extra tip because it's extra money for the baby, because she isn't even here yet and he already wants to give her everything she's ever wanted.

yes, she. a baby girl. you were having a baby girl. you cried when your ob/gyn slipped and told you the gender, because you asked for it to be kept secret, but what hurt even more was that you told gojo he didn't need to come to this appointment. just a routine little check up, not a big deal. i'll just have my friend drop me off, you said. little did you know it was the one where you would find out you two were having a little girl.

oh, gojo knows nothing about girls. would it be different from raising a boy? can he play wrestle w her when she's a little older, or would he have to be gentle with her? would he learn how to make flower crowns for her with daisies from the field just to see a smile on her tiny face? how will he ever be able to deny her anything, especially if she looks just like you?

the second trimester, you two felt like a young married couple, and for once it felt like things were bright. like you two knew what you were doing. like it wasn't a mistake, but a blessing. you wanted him, desired him, and he'd never desired anything more than he desired you. it took you a while to come around to having sex again, it felt wrong, because that was what got you two into this mess in the first place. but those feelings melted away when you two moved into his little ranch together on the outskirts of town and you knew what it felt like to be hugged by him in the mornings, his sleepy voice drawling in your ear about how much more beautiful you look with every passing day. in those moments, all the regret melts away.

it all comes crashing down in third trimester. you're angry, he's tired, you're sad, he swears he's trying his best but he just can't seem to understand what you need from him. you say you wished this never happened, he says he didn't ask for any of this, and you're sobbing on the kitchen floor with your head in your hands because it all just feels like some cruel twisted joke. like a dream you should be waking up from any second from now. he sits down on the cold tile beside you, solemn in the face. he already looks so much older than the bright eyed boy he used to be, twirling a pizza box around on his finger in the doorframe of your apartment. his cheeks have sunk in, and he looks older. his hand reaches out to hold yours, and he kisses the back of it, and he says he'll never leave. not like how he left all those months ago, with nothing but a note. no matter what it comes to, one thing he can always promise you, is that he'll never leave like that ever again.

when your baby girl was born, nothing else mattered. it's like all the turmoil you faced in the past eight months was not even worth paying a moment's care towards when you cradle her in your arms. gojo had been fighting back tears the entire time, mostly provoked by how difficult childbirth had been for you as he watched feeling helpless, but the moment he held his little girl in his arms, he couldn't fight back the tears anymore. and he cried, and he cried, and he cried. few fathers could treasure their daughters as much as gojo did, and he knows it's a promise every parent makes to their child, but he vowed he'll never let anything hurt her. never let anyone upset her. for as long as he lives, he'll keep all the cruelty away from her, and keep her safe forever. you both named her yuki, for snow drifting outside of the hospital window when she opens her eyes for the first time.

you two make the tough decision that it's best for gojo to go back to school like he originally planned while you take care of the baby at home. it's hard having him away, and it's torture for him too, since he seems to breathe and live just to make yuki giggle and smile. but it's what made fiscal sense, since you knew what it was like to grow up in a household with little money to feed or fend, and the two of you wanted more than that for your daughter.

gojo's mother succumbed to the very illness that had been haunting her since he visited her for a month over a year ago, and he cried to sleep when he realized she only got to hold her granddaughter once before she passed away. and for the first time in his life, gojo learned what it really meant to be a parent, and it was only found in losing his own. there was no time to grieve in the capacity that he wanted to, because he needed to be there for you and his little girl. a year ago, he would've been broken, beaten, and bruised, but now he bleeds only in his dreams, then buries and braves the seasons for the sake of you two. as he slips his shoes off at the front door after a long day, then walks into the dark of the house, turning the corner into your shared room, he sees you humming peacefully while rocking his daughter to sleep. and he realizes his entire world is sitting in that chair.

gojo graduates from his two year engineering program, and lands a job in the city. the same city you left to go live with him when you were pregnant. it was tough to come back to the same city you fled, because all you remember of it now is morning sickness and fear of your career and falling in love with a boy that had a boyish charming smile you knew would ruin you one day. and now he's taken you back, moving the little family you've made together into a house. a house! he bought you a house. it was a little one, with no more than two bedrooms, but there was enough room in your hearts to raise your daughter with love, and that was all she'd ever need. she can walk now, mumble words. she said dada first, and gojo never stops teasing you about it. and when she finally says mama, you felt like your whole heart would burst.

he proposes to you on the waterline of the city's park, at the top of golden hour while the wind is subtle and tame but still ruffles the fabric of your dress. waiter boy, on one knee in front of you, years of waiting tables but he cannot even bare to wait one more second to hear your answer to the most important question he'll ever ask anyone in his entire life.

and you say yes. and he promises he'll love you for the rest of his life.

the wedding is small, because you two decided not to invite all of the family that had become estranged ever since you told them that you were pregnant with a man's child who you weren't even so much as dating. his family became yours after that, with his aunts and uncles congratulating you and yuki's cousins playing with her before she was to skip down the aisle as flower girl. it was sad to see your side of the church so empty, but you could never truly feel empty in this world anymore. not with what all that you've gained in the process.

there is fear in love, and in life. there was fear in gojo's heart when he learned he was going to be a father when he barely even knew right from wrong. there was fear in learning you were going to be a mother when you knew you cannot protect your child from the same hurt that has haunted you for a lifetime. but there was joy too. joy in seeing your baby bump for the first time, joy in holding your daughter in your arms for the first time, joy in seeing a sparkling stone in a tiny box presented to you on a sunday by the boy who still made your heart skip a beat just by looking at him, and there was so much joy in marrying him too.

but you find the real joy comes in the moments that you expect nothing from at all, but they happily surprise you with the feeling nonetheless. like now, as you sit on a picnic blanket at the park and you watch your husband running across fluttering grass in the wind, chasing after your daughter whose giggles and shrieks fill the summer air. he catches her, throwing her up into the air before spinning her around in his arms, and you tuck your hair behind your ear as you watch it happen. you expected nothing from anything life had given you in the past four years, and yet it gave you all the joy in the world. where you could've expected sorrow and sadness, it gave you something beautiful instead. you never would've thought that the boy you locked eyes with through a shy flutter of your lashes underneath warm restaurant lighting, the one that winked at you with no shame despite you being surrounded by all of your friends, you never could've imagined he'd be who he is to you today. but for certain, now, you believe in it. you believe in little miracles.

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[the end]

a/n. what the flying fuck. i'm gonna go cry now lmfao.

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Enough For You - Lando Norris

: Lando Norris x Reader

: All Y/n wanted was to be enough for Lando

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: Author's Note: I had been so busy with work that this kept on getting delayed but anyways it's finally here! lmk what you think.

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Yourname: Running around the city with my favourite papaya boy (Osc yk it's always you he paid me to say that)! At this point I deserve an award for how many years I've put up with your antics <3

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oscarpiastri: Wow so this is what betrayal feels like (It's okay i know I'm your favourite, let little Lando Norris have his fun)

-> landonorris: i- bitch please I'm older than you

-> yourname: @/landonorris shhhh let the grown ups talk

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landonorris: oh please you love it!

-> yourname: do I now?

-> landonorris: 😏

-> User73: THIS SEXUAL TENSION AHHH!!!!!

-> User21: And then they say "we're just friends" ya just friends my ass

User93: Hmm so Lando spent his only day off during race week with y/n....interesting

Y/n waved as she watched Lando drive away from her doorstep. Today had been like a fever dream. When Lando called her, asking to spend time with her, Y/n was over the moon. It was like wishing for something and having it come true. As she entered the house, she got a text from Lando:

Lando 🧡: I had a lot fun! thanks for keeping me company today!

Smiling to herself, Y/n made her way into her bedroom. There at the vanity mirror was a photo of her and Lando from when they were 18 years old. It was the night they both went for a bonfire with some of their friends. It was also the first time Y/n realised that she was madly in love with Lando. She doesn't know if it was the melted marshmallow that he somehow managed to get in his hair or the fact that he noticed her getting cold amongst so many people at the bonfire and offered her his hoodie, a hoodie that she still wears to this date, but somehow, surrounded by friends, all Y/n could see was Lando, sitting on a wooden log, looking back at her from between the flames that rose from the wood. 

As she got ready for the night Y/n got another text from Lando:

Lando 🧡: Just got home

Lando 🧡: Again thanks for today, everyone I called was busy or just didn't want to go. I don't know what I would have done if you hadn't been there

And the bittersweet feeling was back again. For Y/n, Lando was the sun; he was the center of everything. There was not a day that went by without him not being on her mind - their impromptu coffee runs, their inside jokes, their stolen glances. Yet every time Y/n let herself believe that something was going to happen between them, she was always met with disappointment. It seemed like she was always a convenient option for Lando. Someone he'd come to when he had no one around but would easily disregard when he found someone more exciting. Y/n thinks about all those times she spent crying because she felt used. About the time when Lando threw her a birthday party and then proceeded to spend the entire night hitting on almost every girl present at the venue. The worst part is that Y/n wasn't even mad; instead, she was sad about the fact that she wasn't one of the girls. All she would ask for at every birthday wish, every 11:11, every rainbow she saw was for Lando to finally see her.

Y/n could feel herself get emotional, so she decided to browse through her phone, when she got a notification on Twitter.

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LN4Updates: Lando Norris in today's twitch stream!!

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User32: hmm ok let me quickly just go and bleach my entire head 🏃🏻‍♀️

User43: He does seem like he would like blondes more

-> User51: What do you mean?

-> User43: Idk blondes are prettier, they seem to have more fun and lando is the kinda guy that enjoys that ig

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-> are you perhaps maybe idk just taking a wild guess here could be absolutely off dying your hair b****e??

One thing that Y/n was extremely grateful for in her friendship with Lando was being able to befriend George. Over the years, he had become like a brother to her, and because of George, she also got to know Carmen. She was like a breath of fresh air, and Y/n doesn't know how she would manage her life now without Carmen by her side. The moment they met, it was like they had known each other their whole lives. Carmen was always protective of Y/n. All those times that Y/n found herself crying over Lando, Carmen was always there with her, consoling her. She knows that Carmen wants the best for her and that she's disappointed that Y/n is dying her hair to make Lando like her more, but how can she not? The boy of your dreams likes blondes more, and she would do anything to make him like her. Looking up at the mirror, Y/n stared at her tied-up brunette locks. In the reflection, she caught sight of a book kept on top of her table. She let out a bitter chuckle, remembering the time Lando had posted that book and talked about how impressed he was with it. Like an idiot, Y/n got that book and read it word for word, in hopes that Lando would think that she is smart and that they have more in common than he might think. Instead, Lando barely even registered her comment about the book; he was more focused on the waitress who was taking their order. 

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whowhatwear: In this month's cover story, we uncover all the aspects of Y/n L/n's personality we don't get to see on the internet. From starting her modeling career to being heavily involved in Formula 1 ("I got into F1 because of a close friend of mine and since then I have done everything I can to support women in motorsports"), we discuss life struggles, personal growth and more in this month's cover at the link in our bio.

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User88: umm hello since when did you go BLONDEEEEE 👱🏻‍♀️

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carmenmmundt: SO PROUD OF YOU!!!!!

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landonorris: You look absolutely breathtaking in this one @/yourname

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User09: I feel like I have died and reached heaven <3

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yourname: Did someone say tanning season ☀️

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User88: And then they say "we're just friends"

-> User02: I swearrr

landonorris: Prettiest blonde I know

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User93: @/landonorris whatever you're recording over there, we better get that clip or else

landonorris: The sun came out pretty good didn't it 🤭

-> yourname: It did! I wonder who the artist was

-> landonorris: Must be someone amazing, I mean mad skills right there 🔥

-> User43: HE DREW A SUN ON HER!!!!!!!

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riabish: The best looking duo out there!!!

-> landonorris: you know it 😏

User62: you guys look soo goood togetherrrr

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-> Love Party Boy!Lando 🍾

Lando quickly posted a story before he kept his phone back and continued to talk to the girl in front of him. George, Lando, Charles, and a couple of other drivers had decided to go clubbing before race week, and so here Lando was surrounded by friends, enjoying himself. So lost in his conversation, Lando did not notice three pairs of eyes on him. From afar, Y/n, Carmen, and George watched Lando interact with some blonde girl. The three of them had decided to come together for the club.

Y/n felt like laughing at her fate; no matter what she does, he still won't pay attention to her the way she wants him to. Even with her now blonde hair, he was still talking to someone else. Lando made his way towards the trio with the girl from earlier. "Hey, mate, how's it going?" he asked George before turning towards Carmen and saying, "Carmen! It's always a pleasure to see you. You look fabulous, by the way." Lando turned towards Y/n and gave her a nod before taking a sip from his drink, not bothering to say anything else. 

"Good mate, don't you want to, say, compliment Y/n too?" George asked, having seen the look of hurt on Y/n's face when Lando didn't say anything about her. "Nah mate, yk it's just Y/n; she's not the compliment type," Lando said before laughing and throwing an arm around Y/n's shoulder.

Pain, hurt, and embarrassment. That's all Y/n felt under Lando's embrace. She could see the girl from earlier smirking at Y/n after Lando's comment. Suddenly she felt hot, the kind of hot that makes you want to disappear entirely. Carmen saw right through Y/n's fake smile after what Lando had just said. She knew Y/n needed a moment alone, away from this scene and, most importantly, away from Lando. "Y/n I wanted to go touch up my makeup. Would you accompany me to the restroom?" Carmen said and grabbed Y/n's hand, pulling her towards the restroom. 

George and Lando went to the bar to get another drink when George said, "You know, that was kinda mean back there." Lando looked at George, confused. "What you said to Y/n," said George. Lando just shrugged and said, "Yk, how it is with me and her, we're always like this." "Do you know she likes you, like more than a friend?" George couldn't help himself; he knew he'd hear from Carmen and Y/n about this, but he just couldn't control himself. "What?" Lando looked at George, a little shocked. "Ya man, she does. Idk why you keep on chasing these meaningless girls when you have someone as amazing as Y/n by your side, and what for some hours of pleasure?" George said this before he took a sip of his drink and looked at Lando. "Why didn't she say anything?" George just shrugged at that. Lando's mind went back to all the interactions they've ever had, trying to piece together a moment that might confirm this theory that George had just blurted out. 

Meanwhile, in the restroom, Carmen was trying to calm down Y/n "He's just stupid; don't listen to him. You know how many people have come up to try to talk to you today. Don't let him ruin your night," said Carmen. Y/n running hands through her hair, "Ya, but none of them were him, and now he just went ahead and embarrassed me in front of everyone like that." Taking a deep breath, Y/n said, "I think I want to go home. Ya, I'll see you tomorrow for the practice." With that, Y/n rushed out of the restroom and towards the exit. 

Lando saw Y/n leave in a rush and followed her. "Y/n,"  "Y/n wait up." She heard Lando's voice but continued to make her way towards the exit to book a cab for herself. "Wait up, where are you going? And are you booking a cab? It's not safe to take a cab this late," Lando said as he caught up with her at the exit. "It's okay; I'll manage just fine. You can go back to the party now," Y/n replied bitterly before typing in her address. Just as she was about to confirm the cab, Lando took her phone from her hand. "WHAT?" Y/n said a little louder than she had intended to, making a few people look their way. "I'll drop you; please, let me," Lando said before he took her hand and led her to his car. 

The journey was filled with silence; not a single word was exchanged between the two of them. Not even a single glance—well, not from Y/n at least—because Lando kept looking at her every few minutes or so. Growing tired of this weird air in the car, Y/n asked, "Do you want to say anything?" Lando just looked back at her without saying anything. "If not, then please stop looking at me again and again," Y/n said. "I can't help it; you look absolutely stunning," said Lando. Y/n scoffed at that comment before saying, "Oh, why the praise? I thought I wasn't the compliment type." Lando internally regrets saying that now. "Look, I know that you like me. George told me," Y/n felt her heart drop, waiting for Lando to continue, to tell her that he was not interested in her and that she could never be his type- "And I want to give this a try," said Lando, breaking her from her thoughts. "Whatt?" Y/n, not believing her ears, asked again. "What do you mean by you want to give this a chance?" Lando stopped the car at the traffic light before turning to look at Y/n. Taking a hold of her hand, he said, "I want to see where this goes. We have such great chemistry, and everyone else also seems to think the same. I want to give us a try." "So, what do you say, Y/n, L/n? Will you date me?" Lando looked at Y/n, expecting her to answer; what he didn't expect was for her to pull him in for a kiss. It was only when the car behind them started honking that they pulled away from each other. Lando drove Y/n back to her house. The car was filled with silence again, but this time, rather than tension, it was filled with this newfound excitement. 

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landonorris: Another week, Another race!! let's make the most of this one 🧡

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User22: Ummmm so are you not gonna talk about how YOU'RE KISSING Y/N

User01: Ofc betrayed by my favourite driver 💔

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Formula1Updates: Sebastian Vettel bids farewell to Formula 1. Lewis Hamilton organized a celebratory dinner in honor of the legendary Vettel. All drivers gather together with their wives/girlfriends to celebrate the fantastic journey of Seb. Here is a photo of all the drivers outside the restaurant. Click the link in the bio to learn more!

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User22: The end of an era!!!

Y/n looked around at all the people that had gathered here to celebrate Seb. She had not known him for that long, but when she needed him; he was there for her. It is funny how they first met; it was the race after Y/n's birthday, and Lando had invited her to the paddock as a way to make up to her for ignoring Y/n during her birthday party, which he threw. Y/n was so excited to spend time with him, but all that excitement died down when she got to know that Lando had also invited some of his other friends. Still, she tried to get along with everyone for Lando's sake but it was of no use. Lando barely exchanged a few words with her, instead he spent his entire time with his other friends, which included a bunch of models from Instagram. Y/n remembers how she had gone for a walk in hopes to make her self feel better when she ran into Seb. He just had a way with people, upon seeing her Seb immediately knew something was wrong and what was meant to be a quick 5 min walk to clear her mind turned into a 2 hour ranting session for Y/n. Rest is all history, since then Seb sort of took Y/n under his guidance, always giving her advise when she needed it.

Y/n felt someone stand next to her, and when she turned, she was face-to-face with the man of the evening himself. "Not getting bored, are you?" Seb asked Y/n while giving her a little nudge. "Of course not, just sad that I won't get to see you in the paddock anymore," Y/n said as she let out a sign. Gently pulling her in for a side hug, Seb said, "I see you got the guy!" This caused Y/n to turn her attention to Lando. There he was, the boy she had fallen in love with a long time ago, falling in love with her too. It was as if he could sense her gaze, because at that moment Lando turned to look at Y/n and smiled at her before going to talk to more people present at the party. "Yes, now you no longer have to listen to me mope over him, huh?" Y/n said as she smiled at Seb. "Just know that if he ever breaks your heart, I'll slash his tyres," Seb playfully threatened as he took a sip of his drink. Y/n laughed at his comment before excusing herself to go talk to Alexandra and Carmen.

After a while of chatting, Y/n started to wonder where Lando was. Making her way around the room, she saw him talking to some brunettes. So many people were invited that Y/n had no clue who most of them were. As she made her way towards Lando, she saw the girl raise her hand to fix his hair. Y/n could feel jealousy brewing in her. Quickly making her way towards him, she threw an arm around his waist and greeted him. "Hey, babe, where have you been? They are about to serve dinner; I thought I should come and get you," Y/n said as she looked at the girl in front of her. "Oh yeah, let's get going. I'll talk to you later, Luisa. It was lovely meeting you here, and again, you look amazing. Have a great night," Lando said as he wrapped his arm around Y/n and started walking towards the dining area with her.  Y/n forced herself to smile; she told herself that it's okay; Lando is with her now. All these meaningless compliments to other girls are not going to do anything to change that. At the end of the day, she gets to go home with him, not them, and that's enough. Y/n knew there was no point in dwelling on this; it was not going to do her any good, and if she brought it up, it might cause a fight between them. So instead, Y/n turned her attention to the food in front of her and the people around her. Taking part in their conversation, so she could forget the thoughts plaguing her mind.

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yourname: Too many memories, too many people to tag! What a dinner it was Lewis! Gonna miss having Seb around 🫂

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sebastianvettel: Gonna miss terrorizing mclaren with you @/Yourname

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User68: Okay but way hasn't Lando commented???

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landonorris: Had one of the best trips in Dubai!!! Can't wait to visit again 🌵

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maxfewtrell: Best part was when you fell from the camel 😂

-> landonorris: what the hell mate!! you were supposed to keep that a secret

User01: Shirtless landooo 🤤

User48: Omgggg Lando and Luisa look so cuteeeee

-> User03: Dudee he has a gf why would you ship him with her??

-> User48: Honestly I think they look better together

Y/n felt hurt and disappointed. Boys trip! That's what Lando had said, so when she saw him post pictures with Luisa, she felt her heart sank. For a moment, Y/n was still ready to ignore this; maybe she was there at the same time, or maybe they did plan to go. Who cares? She trusts Lando, and that's all that should matter. But all the comments under his post talking about how he looks better with Luisa and how Lando and Y/n should have never gotten together made her question everything.

Unable to think straight, Y/n called Lando:

Lando: Hey, babe (he greeted cheerfully)

Y/n: (For a second, Y/n wanted to forget about all of this and just not make things worse between them) Hey Lan, How was the trip?

Lando: Oh, it was great. I had so much fun; the boys and I went on a safari and all too!! It was just amazing

Y/n: Oh, did the boys have fun?

Lando: Yes, it was honestly one of the best trips I've ever been on

Y/n: Why was Luisa with you guys? (Y/n went straight to the topic, tired of beating around the bush)

Lando: (hesitant) What do you mean, she came on the trip with us?

Y/n: You never told me she was also going. Why did she go anyway? I thought it was just an "all boys trip," or is Luisa one of the boys now?

Lando: What do you even mean? Of course not. Luisa came because I invited her. That day at Seb's dinner, we had such a good conversation that I asked her if she wanted to come with us. I mean, what's the big deal anyway?

Y/n: What's the big deal? The big deal is that you failed to mention to your girlfriend, who is still me, that you were going on a trip with another girl who, by the way, you met a couple of weeks ago. And now you're telling me you invited her?? Do you see why I am having a hard time trying to wrap my head around this?

Lando: Honestly, you're making a bigger deal than it actually is. Ya, so I invited her. It's not like I fucked her or anything, and forgive me if inviting a friend on a trip is a crime.

Y/n: A friend I'd still understand; she's not your friend Lando, and if anything, you should have asked me to come and not her!

Lando: Is that what the problem is—you're jealous I didn't invite you? Honestly, Y/n that's just pathetic, even for you. Your constant need to be around me 24/7 is so annoying sometimes. Do you ever think that maybe I invited Luisa because I can't stand this clingy behaviour of yours? But, of course, you'd never think about how you might be at fault here. I just feel like you can never be satisfied, like ever. Every time I talk to a girl, you have an issue. I mean, if it's such a huge issue, then let's just end things. That would make things a lot simpler for the both of us.

Y/n: No, wait, I didn't mean it like that. I'm sorry if you felt like that. I had no idea that you were feeling like that. I swear, I don't have an issue with you interacting with other girls. It's just all these comments online that have been getting to me.

Lando: You know, they always say random things. People ship me with any beautiful girl they see me with, but that doesn't mean that it will come true. You should be so easy to control that even meaningless comments get to you.

Y/n: Ya, I'm sorry

Lando: It's okay. Now, what are you doing tonight? There is a party I want to attend, and I wanted to know if you'd like to come with me

Y/n: Oh, nothing, I'm free. Pick me up at 8?

Lando: You got it! Anyway, I should get going.

Y/n: Bye, I love yo-(Lando hung up before she could finish)

Signing to herself, Y/n opened her chat with Carmen

Y/n: Hey, sorry to inform you at the last minute, but something came up and I won't be able to make it tonight. (Y/n felt guilty about ditching Carmen on their movie night. She knew if she told her the real reason, Carmen would be extremely upset with Y/n, but more than that, angry at Lando)

Carmen 🤎: Is everything okay??

Y/n: Ya, ya, everything is fine. I just remembered this thing I had to complete that I forgot because I kept on procrastinating.

Carmen 🤎: Ofc you'd do that 🤦🏻‍♀️ How many times have I told you to use the planner I gave you? It would make life so much simpler for you

Y/n: Ikkkk I'll use it again next time!! I swear 🫶🏻

Carmen 🤎: Good 😌

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LN4Updates: Lando Norris and Luisinha Oliveira were spotted in the Mclaren vicinity. The two previously went on a trip together to Dubai. Fans on Twitter are convinced that these two are seeing each other and that Norris and Y/n L/n have broken up, but there is no confirmation from all the parties involved. From what we can gather, Norris and Oliveira seemed to have a friendly conversation. Some fans present at the race claim that they saw Norris being a little more affectionate towards Oliveira, but nothing can be said for certain. Is this the end of Norris and L/n, or is there more to the story?

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User20: NOO don't tell me they broke up!!!

User82: Honestly I kinda knew this was gonna happen. I mean Y/n is not really Lando's type. I was really surprised when they had announced they were dating

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-> User77: I'd have to disagree. Lando and Luisa are more compatible you just don't want to accept the fact that lany/n are not that great

Y/n was fuming. She felt as if someone had slapped her right across the face. Even after letting Lando know about her concerns and reservations about him hanging out with Luisa, he went ahead and did it again. Was this the reason why Lando urged Y/n to take a break from the constant travelling? So that he could have Luisa in the paddock with him? Y/n was disgusted; she felt used and discarded. She changed everything about herself—her hair, the way she dresses, the way she talks—hell, she even started to go to his stupid parties with him to make him like her more. There is always a breaking point in everyone's life, and Y/n had reached that. 

Y/n could feel hurt and anger taking over when she heard the front door of her house open. Lando was home from the race. Without wasting a second, Y/n barged into the living room, only to find Lando relaxing on the couch. "How dare you!" Y/n screamed at Lando. If she wasn't so mad, she would have laughed at Lando's confused expression. "What? What do you mean?" asked Lando. "Don't play dumb with me. I told you how I felt about her, and yet you still invited her to the paddock." Y/n could feel tears pricking her eyes. "What? Luisa? How many times do we have to go through this? At this point, I might as well date her. Because clearly, that's what you think I am doing anyway. You might as well make your wish come true," Lando finished. "I hate you, Lando Norris. I fucking hate you so much. I changed everything EVERYTHING for you. I wanted to be like all those girls you usually like. I changed the way I wear makeup; I changed my freaking hair color because you said you liked blondes more in a stupid stream." Y/n let out a shaky breath before continuing. "When you told me you wanted to give us a try, I was so happy. It felt like the universe had finally heard my prayers. I was so happy that I spent the entire night lying on my bed with a huge smile on my face. You know, I always feared that this would happen. I knew that you'd leave me the second you'd find someone more exciting," Y/n said as she wiped the tears streaming down her face. "I had no idea you felt like this," Lando said. For a second, he almost sounded genuine, like he finally saw how his actions had affected Y/n. "I'm sorry you felt that way," Lando said as he looked back at her. "It's a little too late for sorry now, Lando. You have done the damage," Y/n said. "I said I was sorry. Why can't that be enough for you? What do you want me to do? Stop talking to every girl I ever see." Lando said, getting frustrated with how things were going. "I should have known that this was just a waste of time. I would have had such an easy life if George hadn't opened his big mouth and blabbered about how my life would be much better if I just gave you a try and stopped chasing after meaningless pleasure. If only I had known that I was just choosing one meaningless pleasure over another," Lando said as he finally let his frustration take over. Y/n couldn't take it anymore. "Get out! Just get the hell out of my house. I don't want to see your face ever again. I regret the day I met you. I regret it with every fibre present in my body," Y/n said as she watched Lando leave her house, but not before slamming the front door shut. 

Y/n broke down, sinking to the floor. She took her phone out to text Carmen.

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User02: Wait does this mean that Lando and Y/n are no longer together??

-> User54: Did you not see the story Lando posted the other day?? I think that was enough to confirm that 💔

User98: He used lyrics from loverrr!!!! this boy is down bad

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User82: I'm happy that he is happy but isn't this too soon? like he just broke up with Y/n. I mean the least we can do is wait for a month or something not just a few days!!!

-> User66: That's so true! I was thinking the same thing. I mean unless....This has been going on for a while! That's the only explanation cause why else would he jump into a new relationship so quickly??

-> User82: I mean it could be! Do you think this is why George unfollowed Lando??

Y/n saw Lando's post, confirming that he was with Luisa. Y/n hated that girl. She had everything Y/n could have wanted, and she didn't even have to change herself to get Lando's attention. Tired of feeling sorry for herself, Y/n made her way to her bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror, all she could see was a part of her that she no longer liked. A pathetic part of her that tried everything just so she could get a boy to love her longer. Frustrated, she got into her car and drove to the salon she always goes to. It was about time she felt like her old self again, and the easiest step in that direction was getting rid of the sad blonde locks that covered her head.

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F1Gossip: Bye bye Lando! Y/n L/n, the former girlfriend of Lando Norris, was spotted getting cozy with singer/songwriter Shawn Mendes. The two reportedly first met when they were doing a campaign together for Tommy Hilfiger. Ever since the announcement of Norris's new relationship, L/n has become radio silent. Apart from posting a single story and work-related content, L/n has left her fans guessing about what's been going on with her life. Neither Mendes nor L/n have commented on the paparazzi photos that captured them looking anything but friendly. Is there a new couple on the block or are they "Just Friends?" Stay tuned for more updates on this situation!

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User11: Ohhhh not the "Just friends" shadeeee 🫢

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shawnmendes: Nothing to see here, just me, my beautiful girlfriend, and our little baby 🦮

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Yourname: The most perfect family I could have ever asked for <3

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carmenmmundt: When do i get to meet the most handsome boy in the world???

-> georgerussell63: what do you mean? I just saw you

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georgerussell63: The baby in question is a grown ass dog that tried to chew my shoes the other day

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User33: Omggggggg Y/n looks so hapyyyyyy and they have a doggggg together!!!! my hearttttt

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AllthingsF1: Trouble in paradise? Lando Norris and Luisinha Oliveira were seen engaged in a heated argument right before today's qualifying. This comes at a time when Norris has been going through a rough patch these past few races; from constant crashes to DNFs, Norris can't seem to catch a break. Is this off-track drama affecting his performance, or is this simply a coincidence? Some also believe that this could also be the result of Y/n L/n announcing her new relationship. Could this be the downfall for Lando Norris, on and off track?

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F1Tea: Lando Norris is out of the race again! After yet another crash, the chances of Norris and McLaren doing well in the championship seem to be decreasing, race by race. Many fans blame Norris for getting distracted and not performing at his best. Some believe that this poor performance is the result of issues Norris has been facing in his personal life. After his breakup with Luisinha Oliveira, Norris has not been coping that well. Norris also seemed to like a few tweets (now unliked) about his relationship with Y/n L/n. Norris broke up with L/n a few months ago, after which the two have not been in contact. He also immediately got together with Oliveira after their breakup. It's about time that Norris gets out of this slump he's been going through if he wants to hold on to his Formula 1 dream.

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Y/n closed her phone when she heard the front door open, following which she heard a loud bark, and before she knew it, through came her little fur baby, ready to give her all the cuddles in the world. She looked up from her spot on the cough and saw Shawn enter the room holding up a bag of muffins. "Blueberry?" Y/n asked with a hint of excitement in her voice. "You know it! I saw it on my way back and knew how you were craving these. So I got a bunch of them," Shawn said as he kept the baked goods on the counter and made his way towards the couch. "What happened?" Shawn asked, noticing how Y/n looked a little distracted. "Nothing; I just got a text from Lando," Y/n said before looking back at Shawn. "Why? Did he say anything stupid? If so, let me know, because then he'll have to deal with me," Shawn said as he stroked Y/n's leg. "No, he just said he misses me. You know, if I hadn't met you and realized what being in an actual relationship is like, I actually would have gotten back with him," Y/n said as she petted their dog, who was exhausted and almost asleep after a morning run with his dad. "But I am glad that I found you. I have never felt more like myself than when I am with you. I just want to say that I love you so much and I love our little family," Y/n finished. Shawn quickly got up from his place and tackled Y/n. "I love you too. So much, you won't believe it, and I can't wait to expand our little family," Shawn said, smirking at Y/n before he started peppering her face with kisses. Laughter was the only sound that filled the L/n-Mendes household as they spent the rest of the afternoon talking and watching old movies.

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Lando looked at Y/n's story, and all he felt was pain. Not only did he lose a person who truly loved him, he also lost one of his best friends. Being with Luisa was exciting; it made him feel young and full of life. The idea of settling down seemed so foreign back then that Lando couldn't have cared less about how his actions might have affected Y/n. He knew it was wrong to flirt with multiple women, even though he was in a committed relationship, but all of that felt like nonsense to him back then. But as he lay in bed, sad and alone, Lando realised just how much of an impact Y/n had on his life. He lost the girl, and now he's on the verge of losing his career as well. Lando felt a tear roll down his face. One became two, two became four, and before he knew it, he was full of tears. There was nothing Lando could do; he laid the bed with all his actions, and now he has to sleep in it. Tired of it all, Lando finally let sleep take over him, hoping that when he wakes up later, his heart will feel a little lighter.

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Traditional - Extra VII

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Warnings: smut. 18+ only. oral (m), sex, maybe public if you believe enough. Otherwise, it's kinda fluffy

From me: idk I think Harry can be a little TOO self-loathing. And he is really so sweet and nice overall. I think he deserves some TRADITIONAL sugar-daddy CEO treatment.

Summary: Harry is a lot calmer now that the client fiasco is over. But he's still on edge. Fortunately, she has an idea to take the edge off.

Harry was much more pleased with the direction of his company now that the biggest crisis of his career was finally in the rearview mirror. Now that her arm was healed and his clients were stable, everything was much better.

Except Harry didn’t fully accept it.

It was like there was a little worm in his brain that ate at him and whispered directly into the auditorial processing space that something, at any moment, would go wrong. The other shoe would drop and he would be back at square one.

“Baby?” She interrupted his thoughts of worthlessness and impostor syndrome. God he needed to see someone. But when was there time? “I asked about dinner, it’s Monday,” she reminded him gently. His mind reeling but he wanted to focus on her.

He wasn’t angry. For the first time in months. It felt like that for everyone around him. It created an entirely different vibe in the office. People weren’t scared during meetings. He didn’t slam his phone down when something was late.

But she noticed how withdrawn he was because she knew him.

“Are you alright?” Her voice wasn’t accusatory. It was still quiet. Like she was a little afraid she would set him off. But he hadn’t bought new electronics in months. The accounting department joked they would get to decrease the furniture budget this quarter as it closed. Harry couldn’t do anything but laugh because it was true. It was the first time he felt at ease since the mess happened.

It was awful.

“M’fine,” he smiled gently at her. It was their daily meeting. The one Harry didn’t even know they had until he saw it written on her calendar back when her cramps made her sleep through it. But he knew she didn’t believe his hand-waving denial. He wasn’t fine, she knew it.

“Okay,” she sipped her drink and eyed him suspiciously.

He was looking at the papers on his desk and every little negative number made his heart skip a beat.

This wasn’t healthy.

“Are you sure?” She asked again.

That wasn’t helping him either. How perceptive she was and knowing exactly what he was feeling. It was almost annoying that she could do it. All he wanted to do was hide his feelings from her the way he was supposed to, and she made it so difficult.

God, she was perfect.

He nodded silently, not looking up at her because if he did, she would read him like an open book. She would praise him and tell him he was perfect. He didn’t want that. It was stupid, but he needed to believe it himself. It was partially his own fault. Styles Inc. suffered very few hiccups other than getting up and running. Back when he had just graduated, and he had stuffed every penny he had into the two offices he and Niall needed to get started. It grew before his eyes. He believed he was important and doing important things. He knew he was talented and doing well.

Almost having to fire her was the worst wakeup call.

“Harry,” her voice broke his thoughts again.

“Yeah, kitten?” He hummed trying to admire the green numbers on the spreadsheet before him. They were large and lovely. The red ones amounted to next to nothing in comparison. But it didn’t matter. They were terrifying.

“Baby, I just asked you if you think I should go out for drinks with a client that keeps hitting on me so that we can get a bigger contract from him, and you said that was a good idea.”

His head snapped up. Jealousy pierced his heart and ran hot through his blood in seconds. “What client hits on you?” He scowled. They were dropping said client. Effective immediately. Not even feeling like an impostor would deter him from that kind of behavior. It wouldn’t matter if they were his biggest client either. If they were hitting on her—

“You really think a client would be stupid enough to hit on me knowing you’re my boyfriend?” She asked a slight smirk on her lips.

He ran a hand over his face. Of course they wouldn’t. Harry had a scary side, and everyone knew it. If they even tried to flirt with her Harry would probably break their neck. The little jealous monster inside of his head was more powerful than the worm that told him he wasn’t talented, and he could lose it all at a moment’s notice.

And he hated that word lately. He needed to add another reminder on his phone to remedy that immediately as well. Boyfriend. It was so childish sounding. He was a successful businessman, and he had a gorgeous girlfriend who made him feel like... well... like he deserved to own such a successful company. Fiancé. Husband. That had a nicer ring to it. He needed to fix that soon.

“Harry,” she giggled.

“What?”

“You’re staring at me,” she was blushing. Looked away as she sat in the chair across from him on the other side of the desk.

He sighed and smiled tiredly. “Course,” he really looked at her again, not just spaced out like he had been doing. The way her hair fell, the way her lip gloss coated her straw. The way her nail polish chipped—he would send her for a manicure (with Eleanor so she’d actually go) even though she preferred when Harry painted them—hence the chipping.

Harry was so captivated by her. It did seem like a crime that he hadn’t given her his full attention during their coffee break. Part of him thought she should model for offices or office furniture. It was sexist and lizard-brained of him. But she was so pretty it was the only thing he could think of in that moment. Then he considered the notion of her being a professor or a doctor—even though he knew she wasn’t qualified for it. But it didn’t matter. He suspected she could do it without training. She was too lovely. The fact that she was intelligent and beautiful and nice was unfair. He didn’t deserve something so good when he could lose the biggest reason she was in his life. “You’re so pretty, kitten.”

Her cheeks turned red again. Harry thought he would explode. “Don’t change the subject.”

“M’not,” he pouted. She did the cute little nose wrinkle that made Harry’s heart skip a beat the same way the negative numbers on spreadsheets did but this time he didn’t mind.

“Your brain has been elsewhere during this whole meeting—”

“Can y’please stop calling it a meeting, kitten?” he grumbled. It felt so wrong to call it a meeting when he was in love with her. Like he needed a corporate excuse to have her sit in his office.

“Pretenses, baby. Don’t want anyone to know I’m your second favorite.”

He grunted, running a hand over his face as the irritation sank in again because of her words. “Niall is not m’favorite.”

She smiled impishly. Her cheeks looked like little apples that Harry wanted to kiss and take bites out of. Her eyes danced with mischievousness that he thought she could only have learned from Louis.

He loved her so much.

Which was why he was so mad that he was worried. If this company suffered the thought of letting her down, of telling her that he wasn’t successful anymore. He met her only because he did well and was successful. How would she love him if that wasn’t true anymore?

“Harry, I’m going to drag you to the hospital if you don’t tell me.”

“Can we talk ‘bout it at home?”

She frowned. “Oh, it’s not work related?” She asked.

He shook his head, confused as to how she would conclude such a thing. “What do y’mean?”

“Well... if it was work-related, you would tell me now. You only tell me relationship-related things at home. Which means now I have to go back to my office and conference call Louis and Eleanor and pull Niall from his work so we can discuss where I’m going to live because you can’t take the sound of me singing in the shower anymore. What’s worse is Louis will agree and he won’t want me to live with him and Eleanor either. Then I’ll have to find my own place and it won’t have room for a porch swing and—”

He pinched the bridge of his nose. “Kitten, shut up,” he sighed. She smiled sweetly, unperturbed by the way he said it because he sounded exhausted with her, which was almost definitely her goal. He knew she liked to annoy him—even when he was already suffering internally.

“I don’t want to say it’s your fault, baby. But if you would just tell me what—”

“I don’t feel successful.”

She tilted her head at him curiously. “You don’t?”

He shook his head feeling the nerves in every inch of his skeleton. Right down to the bone. Past the bone. Probably to the atoms or even further to each proton and neutron. Telling her made it real. Telling her anything meant he had to deal with what he was feeling because she wouldn’t let him brush it away.

She was about as bad as the worm in his head.

“Okay,” she nodded. Then there was silence.

They stared at each other for a significant moment. Harry thought it could have been ten minutes, but it might have only been ten seconds. “You’re not going t’say anything?” He asked.

She shrugged. “I could,” she smiled gently. Almost pitifully. It made Harry feel the slightest bit worse. But then she made it better. Of course she did. She made everything seem so... simple. In the best way. A point of view he hadn’t considered. “I could ask you why. Or tell you how it’s not true—all of which I do believe. But I actually think it’s kind of more serious than that. I think you went through a really difficult thing. It piled and piled and you dealt with it. More than anyone here. Because you care and love this place with everything in you,” she listed. “I think you’ll need to talk to someone more qualified than me to fully deal with it. But I will list every reason why you’re completely, totally, and simply wrong another time. When you’re not so sad looking and it won’t fall on deaf ears,” she assured him with a pointed expression that he had fallen in love with so many times over it was uncanny.

Had he mentioned he loved her so much?

“Oh,” he murmured.

She stood up, moved around his desk and leaned against the edge in front of him. Her eyes didn’t move from his and she brought a hand to his face, traced the curve of his jaw, the soft pink lips she loved so much. “Why are you worried you’re not successful?” She asked.

She really knew where to hit him where it hurt. “Y’won’t love me...if m’not successful.”

“Harry,” she cooed. “Baby—”

“I know,” he turned into her hand and kissed the center of her palm. “But I... I only met y’because m’successful. If m’not... then...”

“You know I don’t love you because you have money, right? We’ve been over this.”

“I know,” he nodded. “Really, I do. But s’like...there’s something in m’brain, kitten. I can’t turn it off and m’exhausted. After all that... I mean... y’saw. It was reallybad. Like really bad. M’still kind of worried and—what are you doing?”

“Turning your brain off,” she smiled, full of mischief once more as she slunk down to her knees. She wiggled into the space of his desk where he normally pushed his chair in. “Surely you’ve thought about this?” She asked, her hand sliding up his thigh.

Harry was suddenly illiterate. And mute. What was she talking about? Were they talking about something? The only thing he could hear was his uneven breath and the clinking sound of his belt and zipper. “Oh,” he groaned as her lips mouthed at the outline of his dick against his briefs.

“Cause I’ve thought about it. A lot.”

“You have?” He murmured dumbly.

She nodded, looking up at him from between his legs, crammed under his desk. It was a fantasy he hadn’t even imagined before thirty seconds prior and there she was: making it come true. Her lashes seemed so long, and her hand was massaging him through his underwear. His heart was pounding. All thoughts of negative numbers were gone.

She deserved a raise.

Her fingers hooked around his underwear, and she tugged on them, pulling him free. He didn’t even realize he was straining against the fabric. Within seconds her lips enveloped around him, and she sucked quickly. Hard. Everything was warm and wet instantly.

Harry had done this before with the companions he had found on the very website he found her, but he wished he never had because this was her. She was so perfect. She was everything he wanted. She was beneath his desk making him feel important and it was so ridiculous for him to feel that way but it worked. It was working.

Her mouth was meant to be around him. At least that was the way it felt. It never felt like this. She didn’t even care about herself. Which was fine because Harry would return whatever she gave him now plus interest. For the first time in a year, he felt utterly relaxed. Her head bobbing up and down the length of him. He put a hand on the back of her head, and she moaned softly sending a vibration through him and up to his chest. His cheeks felt hot. Not that he was embarrassed. But it was so much rapid blood flow. Everywhere. He was going to lose his mind.

There was a knock on the door.

She froze but didn’t remove her mouth from him. Harry grumbled a curse under his breath, carefully tucked himself further the edge of his desk without bumping her too much or crushing her. “Yeah?” He called tentatively.

Her lips focused on the tip of him making him struggle to maintain his composure.

“She’s not here?” Niall frowned from the doorway.

Harry shook his head staring at the screen trying not to let his best friend know that his girlfriend and Niall’s very favorite coworker was crammed beneath his desk and sucking him for all he was worth. Even though Niall was right there. “Ran an errand,” her tongue slid down the underside of him silently. He cleared his throat, shifted. Hoping she wouldn’t torture him in front of his best friend. When did she get so brave?

Oh. Traditional. That’s what that meant. Harry thought to himself.

“When she gets back can you ask her where the file from yesterday’s meeting is? I don’t want to mess with her organizational system,” she dug her nails into his thigh not very hard but so her presence was known. As if the thought of Niall messing with her system really was the worst thing he could do in that moment.

“Yeah, I wouldn’t,” Harry chuckled. But the movement made him shift in her mouth which nearly sent him cross-eyed. He cleared his throat again.

“You okay? She’s been worried about you.”

“M’fine,” he rolled his eyes.

She silently sucked harder as if to prove a point. Moved him further down her throat. Harry took a deep breath to maintain any semblance of control he had left over the situation. Which was very little.

“I like that she worries about you.”

“It’s unnecessary,” Harry muttered. To both of them.

“When are you going to marry her?” Niall asked.

That paused her. She released him, peered up through those sinful lashes and smiled more mischievously than he had ever seen. Harry shifted. Silently and blindly lining himself up with her mouth again to keep her from saying I knew it or just generally giving herself away in front of Niall. She obligingly took his length down her throat again and it was a miracle she didn’t make a sound with the amount of spit lodged in her mouth. “Soon,” he assured Niall.

“She left her cell in the office,” he said. “Hopefully she’s with the driver or something.”

“Yeah, I called for him,” he wanted Niall out. “What time are we teeing off tomorrow?” He asked the last bout of normalcy he had left in him. Her lips were dragging so slowly over him it felt nearly painful. The moment Niall left he was going to come.

“Nine fifteen.”

He nodded. “Alright, I’ll be by later for the new account model for—” He coughed as her fingers danced along the inside of his thighs, reaching for the space of his cock that didn’t fit in her mouth as well as underneath— “Excuse me,” he covered his mouth over the fake cough before dropping his hand to his lap—her head—and pushed ever so slightly toward the back of her throat. Fortunately, his phone rang. Niall nodded waving him off; allowing him to tend to his phone call—that he was not going to answer.

“I got it,” he assured him and closed the door.

Harry yanked from her mouth, shoved from the desk, barely pulling his pants up at all. He hurried across his office to twist the lock on his door. Once turned around, she was already there, knelt before him again and sucking him into her warm mouth again. Sucking hard. It was probably loud. Wet. Anyone that happened to be by his door at that moment would know what was happening on the other side. Maybe they would make a rumor. Maybe they would assume it was her—neither of which Harry wanted. “Not here, kitten,” he groaned quietly and lifted her begrudgingly from her knees. He pulled her toward the bathroom. He briefly thought of the first time he was in there with her, knelt himself, to take her shoe off and Louis and Eleanor assumed he was prepared to do something he loved doing to her and strongly considered doing it again. Just as he lifted her bum onto the counter she stopped him.

“Nope,” she slid down again. Knelt once more. “Said it was turning your brain off,” she reminded him. Her lips around his dick once again. Now, with an office separating them from the rest of the company, she openly slurped. Made obscene noises that would satisfy him just fine on business trips where he didn’t get to take her with him and leave him with nothing but fantasies before falling asleep in a lonely hotel room. He slammed the bathroom door shut just for further privacy.

He groaned lowly, meeting the bob of her head as gently as he could so as not to cause her to struggle but enjoying the warmth of her mouth and throat. Her lips looked so sexy around him he wasn’t going to last much longer at all. “Love,” he tilted his head back. “Y’need to—”

“Shh,” she pulled back, pressing the most chaste of kisses along his length which was an oxymoron. “Just worry about you,” she hummed. “Please?”

Harry groaned his hands gathering her hair at the back of her head as she slipped her mouth down as much of him as she could take and it felt so good it made him

“Aw fuck, kitten, s’good,” he groaned and held her in place as he released in her mouth. His breath was ragged, his hips stuttering slightly. She continued sucking even though it was sensitive. Even though it was more than he deserved.

“Do you really think I would stop loving you because you didn’t have money?” She asked, fluttering her lashes. Voice the slightest bit hoarser.

He lifted her from her knees, putting her on the counter again and shoved her dress up to her hips. Thank God she wore a dress. “This underwear is ripped,” he grumbled.

She frowned. “It is? It’s my favorite I didn’t notice a rip when I put them on this mor—”

But she didn’t realize he was predicting the future. He pulled on the nylon cotton blend with so much force her already hoarse voice died in her throat. He groaned, tossing them on the floor. He lined himself up with her entrance and brought her bum to the edge so the sharp corner dug into her flesh. It would leave a bruise and the only thought that was left in her head was that Harry would kiss it and make it better later.

His length slid inside her so effortlessly. She should have been embarrassed how turned on she was sucking him off—especially when Niall got to the office but she couldn’t help it. Now the length that had felt so good in her throat was making her core ache. He thrusted into her quickly. Hardly letting her breathe or realize what was happening, but it felt so good. She was moaning into the curve of shoulder. Clinging to him. “Baby, I—”

“S’good kitten. S’good. I love you so fucking much,” his hips were relentless. All thought escaping her mind. A fire could have broken out in the shower and she wouldn’t have moved—couldn’t have moved.

“Oh wow,” she sighed as Harry pulled her closer to him—her legs wound around his waist. Her butt barely on the counter. Her eyes fluttered with each thrust. “Oh, oh my God,” she moaned. “You’re—”

“Gonna come on m’cock, kitten,” it was a question. Or a command. She didn’t know. It was both. Neither. Part of her wondered if he even said anything.

But she did. She did come on his cock. Hard. She fluttered around him for what felt like minutes. Hours. Centuries. Color ceased to have meaning. There was no sound. That was heaven. She was sure. A blasphemous thought that she didn’t even have the strength to laugh about because she was deliriously good.

Her voice was hoarser than only moments before. Her face tucked into his shoulder and her breath shaky as he pushed her further back toward the mirror at the end of the counter behind the sink. Further from him. Her cheeks were flushed, and she could only imagine what he had done to her hair. But his pupils were massive. His lips pinker than ever. His chest heaved.

Clearing her throat, she gently tucked him back into his pants. Then tucked in his shirt too. With the same delicateness as she did with his cock. It was intoxicating. Made him want to go another thousand rounds with her. “So, in conclusion,” she whispered. “I will love you whether you have a kajillion dollars or one dollar,” she looked up at him, cheeks burning.

“That was very sexy, kitten,” his eyelids practically fluttered.

“I...” she cleared her throat. “I surprised myself, actually.”

“We should do this more often,” he pulled her skirt down and brought her closer to the edge of the counter again. She hissed at the contact against the bruise that was definitely forming. He frowned. “Oh, love m’sorry,” he cupped her face and gazed at her. “Was I too rough? I shouldn’t have—”

“Harry, if I didn’t fear for the stability of my leg muscles I would probably bend over your desk for you.” He swore under his breath. “You did bruise my butt though.”

“No good deed,” he mumbled and lifted her gently from the counter. His hand cupping her backside and gently rubbing each cheek as if it were normal. But it felt normal.

She nuzzled into his chest and sighed contentedly. “Niall’s going to see right through me,” she murmured.

“I’ll fire him again if he makes y’uncomfortable.”

She snorted and laughed, tilting her head up to look at him. “You are my favorite person Harry Styles. I love you so much. Even if you ruined my favorite pair of underwear.”

He smiled as mischievously as she had earlier in the day. “I’ll buy you more...a hundred pairs of them. Then I’ll ruin them all again,” he promised, then pressed his mouth firmly against hers. A gentle, soft kiss in comparison to all they did in the span of half an hour. “I love you too.”

She grinned. “Say it again.”

He shook his head at her, kissed her forehead, effectively turning her to mush, which was probably his plan so she couldn’t deny his next request. “Stop calling our coffee break a meeting.”

But her senses were returning. The ones that weren’t primal and horny about how massive Harry’s dick was in her mouth. She was going to say something funny; he could see it in the glint in her eye. “Well, I can’t put ‘sex’ on your calendar now can I?”

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[reidsdaisies]

Hey! I was wondering if you would write something were like the team has to stay at a hotel and reader and spencer are secretly dating and they have to share a room and blah blah blah and maybe end up having morning sex and like maybe Derek or someone goes to wake them up or something but they can be heard threw the door. (P.S. love your writing!) anywho have a lovely day!

༉‧´ˎ˗ paring; spencer reid x bau!fem!reader ༉‧´ˎ˗ content warnings; suggestive, spencer is clueless 😂. ༉‧´ˎ˗ wc; 0.2k ༉‧´ˎ˗ a/n; i’ve seen a lot of people do this so i tried to do it kinda in my own way? maybe it’s still completely generic 😭 still, i hope you like it <3

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The silence was loud as you slid into the passenger seat.

“Morning Morgan,” you smiled, setting your bag in your lap and pulling the door shut.

“Morning, lover girl,” he masked his chuckle, trying to focus his attention on turning the key in the ignition and not your slightly roughed up hair.

You looked over at him, tilting your head in confusion.

“Lover girl?” You laughed, amused at the new nickname. When he smirked, your face dropped.

“What do you know, Derek?!” You frantically asked, eyes bugging comically.

“More than I wish I knew,” he shook his head, looking at you. “I’m just teasing.. but at least tell me you guys were at least safe about it?”

“Yes!” Your cheeks burned, and you nodded bashfully, moving to hide your face from Derek.

You sank back into your seat, embarrassed that your friend/coworker heard you and your crush getting it on earlier that morning.

“Oh and by the way the back of your hair,” he started, pointing but you were on top of it, hands quickly darting back to fix it.

Just as you were giving him a face of annoyance, Spencer was opening the back seat door and getting inside.

His eyes flickered between the two of you, a tight lipped smile plastered on his face.

“Everything okay?” He asked.

“Don’t worry about it–“ you both started at the same time, both just shaking your head and laughing before facing forward.

Spencer dismissed the thought and buckled his seatbelt, and he was none the wiser to the fact that Derek knew and heard everything.

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[kenntolog]

hello, dear author! i do feel like that loser gf is the kind of person that can’t say no so some of her classmates took advantage of that, and of course, loser gf won’t notice that but sukuna would. can you write something about that? i’m just so inlove with the way you write about the two of them :) thank you!

𝝑𝝔 an: hello, my sweet reader!! thank you so much <33 hope you enjoy!!

anyways, so i agree with your statement.

sukuna adores and kinda hates how kind you are to everyone around you, no matter what. because people are mean and they like to use kind people, y’know? :((

and he sees it very clearly with your classmates from the classes which he doesn’t share with you because no one dares approach you with that kind of request with sukuna around. it’s not that sukuna intentionally scares them, but he marks his territory well with an arm thrown over your shoulders and an intimidating expression on his face whenever he isn’t particularly focused on you.

but either way, sukuna still catches onto the fact that people around you are using you. of course, he notices that you’re writing in someone else’s notebook and sometimes you stay late doing a lot of stuff and whenever he wonder what’re you up to, you just mumble something about doing ‘(enter classmate’s name)’s something something’, and if at first it’s not that concerning, he kind of starts suspecting a little later.

mostly because your sense of responsibility doesn’t let you ditch homework for a while to spend time with him, but also why the fuck would you do someone else’s homework?

soon enough sukuna starts appearing by your side a little earlier than usual; and as he approaches, he manages to overhear some girls and sometimes guys being thankful to you for their stuff. after being a witness of a couple of more similar situations it clicks fast in his brain that it isn’t just a little help and you’re being to sweet to people who don’t deserve it at all.

so he takes the matter into his own hands and starts a conversation as soon as he sees you huffing over someone’s notebook once again.

“y’should really cut that out, loser.” he says with disdain in his tone, settling down on the bed by your side.

you look up at him with a questioning look, pen between your teeth, “hm?”

“they know you won’t say ‘no’ so they’re using you.”

sukuna’s tone implies that it’s an obvious thing and everyone can see it. everyone but you. you’re still doubtful though, brows pinching upwards as your bottom lip juts out defensively.

“but what if they really need help? and if they’re approaching me it means i’m helpful and smart, right? and maybe they wanna be friends! right, ‘kuna?”

he purses his lips and silently shakes his head no.

that makes you think about all of the times people came to you for help. same people who laughed at the way you stuttered during presentations, same people who gave you tasteless looks from afar and thought you wouldn’t notice. same people who never really talked to you if it didn’t mean asking a question about lesson or something like that.

but they were being so nice when asking for help with their work! some even joked around before asking and you couldn’t help but think that maybe you were doing something right? as much as you didn’t want to do more work, you didn’t want people to think you were mean or rude, which kind of concealed the fact that those people were the unkind ones.

you come to that realisation pretty quickly, putting away the notebook in your hands as you look up at sukuna, “oh.”

“yeah.”

“that’s kinda mean, ‘kuna.”

“yeah, baby,” he sighs heavily, pleased with you, and tugs you closer so you can rest your head on his chest. “i gotta teach you how to say no, but for now, i’ll help you deal with those shitheads tomorrow, alright?”

“alright.”

needless to say, as soon as someone approaches you the next day to ask about their request — boom, sukuna appears out of nowhere and tells them to fuck off. and you gradually learn that it’s okay to say no, whatever the request or reasoning is, it’s really fine.

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Do you think you could write a smau with Yuki or Daniel with a male reader who is like 6'-6'4 and they kinda have a gay panic moment and reader is just subtly flirting with them through captions and comments...

If not than that's ok, have a great day/night

ahhhhh this is such a cute idea, I went with Danny ric for this one cause the yuki to 6'4 reader height difference would be too mean 😭

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Daniel was trying to be normal but there were only very few people he had to look up to talk too and even fewer people who looked like that.

He had accepted he was gay a long time ago but refused to be in a relationship due to the media and his job but there was no way he could ignore the way his heart began racing when he looked into your eyes. The worst part of it was he didn’t even know if you were interested in him, or guys.

One wrong move and his career would be down the drain… again and he couldn’t risk that but he couldn’t stop himself from thinking about you either. This was driving him insane. You were driving him insane and you hadn’t even spoken to him over 10 minutes.

He could always count on Max right? He had never told anyone about Daniel’s secret even when they had been fighting and he was his best friend obviously he was going to cry about this to him.

Why had Max sent him one of Y/n’s Instagram posts? Daniel was not in the mood to stalk his crush only to see him with women all over him.

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Oh, okay, he liked guys, but did he want Daniel? Y/n was a model, he worked around gorgeous men 24/7 why would he want to be with Daniel?

Daniel couldn't do much more, he could pine and yearn like he had for years before or he could get on with his job and move on like he is used to.

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Daniels's head was reeling, what did Lando mean you were flirting with him under his posts? Weren't all those comments PR? Should he text you? but what if you didn't like him? But what if you did? Fuck.

Daniel texted you, why had he texted you? Did he not like you? Did your comments make him uncomfortable? You were not above crying till the sun rose and the tears were already ready.

But first you had to yell at the little gremlin that probably caused this, cause you may die of a broken heart and embarrassment but you weren't going alone.

Now back to Daniel, who was probably going to block and you were going to get your contract cut and-

Oh? oh? And where had that sudden burst of confidence come from?

On the other end, Daniel was losing his mind.

Oh

Oh...

HE LIKES ME?? HE LIKES ME!! He couldn't believe he was acting like a teenager right now but he was kicking his feet and giggling. You were the literal man of his dreams and you liked him back!

Daniel was going to die but at least it'd be from happiness this time and you? You were screaming into your pillow, stalking the man's Instagram, blushing thinking about the date.

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[gglitch1dd]

Hi glitch, so don’t feel the need to respond if this makes you uncomfortable AT ALL (your blog your rules)

But how do you think Izuku and wifey would react to one of their boys expressing the idea of well liking a boy. My parents had four boys including me and were kinda spooked when I came out. ANYWAY I LOVE YOU AND HOPE YOURE DOING WELL

Hmm that's a good question.

I don't know if any of the boys would ever end up gay or not. I don't really plan or feel comfortable on exploring any of their sexualities other than Kane, Toshinori and MAYBE Asahi. But I did have the thought pop up.

To answer simply, not bad. Neither Y/N or Izuku are homophobic. Just a note that Japan is not like the west, so it really isn't their main focus. They raise the boys in a traditional manner because it's important in asian/eastern families to retain those values (and I mean the good kind like taking care of your parents, respect, etiquette and so forth). And a reminder that the Midoriyas are in ELITIST Japan as well cause of Izuku being number one, but they wouldn't be angry if one of their boys was interested in dating boys.

How would you feel if I was dating a guy?

"Hey mom, dad." You sat in bed next to your husband as Asahi entered your room. You had a book in your lap as you read and your husband was reading on his tablet a last minute report before heading to sleep himself. You both looked up from what you were doing, Asahi standing in his pyjamas, his glasses still on his face as he looked to the both of you. "Can I ask you something?"

You nodded your head as you put down your book. "Sure thing, love. What's going on?" You asked him. Izuku pressed the off button of the tablet, putting it to sleep as he removed his own glasses and looked to his second eldest son.

Asahi swallowed down as he looked up to the ceiling. You raised an eyebrow, knowing that that meant that he was about to tell you something that he wasn't sure how you would both react. You glanced at Izuku and he nodded showing he caught on as well.

"So... what should I do if someone asks me out on a date?" He asked.

Your eyebrows raised, before a bright smile went onto your face. "Oh really?" You asked surprised. Asahi was never one to be interested much in girls, never really talking about them nor about dating either. His nose always buried in a book or on a computer. "Who? Is it someone I know?"

Asahi let out a nervous breath. "Uh... yes?" He let out. You tilted your head at the way he sounded confused. "Well, no. But yes."

Izuku glanced at you, noticing that Asahi seemed rather tense. Izuku sighed as he straightened up where he sat. "Asahi, I'm glad a girl is interested in you, it's the Midoriya charm afterall." You rolled your eyes. "However, you know how your mother and I feel about you boys dating before high school."

"And that's fine. I wasn't going to say yes, I don't want to date right now." He told you both honestly. You let out a soft sigh in relief, glad that at least one of your babies weren't being a hooligan and scaring girl's fathers (Toshinori). "But how would you guys feel if I did date them?"

"Them?" You and your husband both asked. "Who?"

"A friend." You gave your son a look to show him that he should stop dancing around what he wanted to say. Asahi sighed as he put a hand to the back of his neck. "My friend... Junpei."

You and your husband both didn't say anything. Which made Asahi cringe as he sank back into his hoodie.

"Wait," Izuku sat up. "Junpei as in the weird quite boy with the short hair?"

Asahi blinked. "He's not weird!" He said defending his friend.

you hesitated but you nodded your head. "He is a bit weird, sweetheart. He doesn't seem like your type, but if you like him-"

There was a blush on his face as he looked to the both of you. "I don't like Junpei! This has nothing to do with him. It's just- How would you both feel if I was dating a guy?"

Izuku looked at you and you looked to Izuku. Izuku turned back to look at his son. "Are you gay?"

"WHAT- NO! I-" His face only deepened in the flush. "I don't know. I just- I don't feel weird about possibly dating a guy. Like I don't feel like it's..."

"Wrong?" You tried.

He nodded motioning to you. "Yah, it doesn't sound or feel wrong to me."

"Then okay." Izuku shrugged.

Asahi froze as he just stared at the both of you. "O-okay?"

"Yah." Izuku nodded. "As long as you're being safe and you don't make this your entire new identity or whatever, I don't care." Izuku turned to you as he scratched the back of his green hair. "I'm confused."

You chuckled as you put a hand on your husband's shoulder. "What your father is trying to say sweetheart is that, we can't dictate who you like and who you don't." You started explaining with a smile. "We can't decide whether you see that as a good thing or a bad thing. All we care about is that you are safe, you are kind and you stick to the values that we raised you in and that's all. If you want to try going out with boys, try and see how you feel if you feel the need to do so." You motioned to him.

"When you're older. Not now, you're only fourteen." Izuku interrupted.

You nodded in agreement. "What your father said."

Asahi paused but nodded, without a particular emotion. "Cool." He moved to exit your room. However he paused. Then before you know it, you and your husband found yourselves in a hug with Asahi, being pulled together by his arms. Your eyes widened in surprise as you looked to Izuku who looked down at Asahi. Asahi buried his face between the both of you. "Thanks." He said softly.

You couldn't help but smile as you pat his head. "Anytime, my little sprout."

-Glitch1d

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[catch1ngmoths]

Hi my pookie 😏 Can I request a Joost Klein x fem!reader where it's unrequited love, reader likes Joost, and she's about to give up because he doesn't feel the same but something happens to the reader which causes Joost to panic and confess he's always loved her?

⛆ ONCE MORE TO SEE YOU ⛆

𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋ “So come inside and be with me, alone with me, alone with me, alone. If you would let me give you pinky promise kisses, then I wouldn't have to scream your name atop of every roof in the city of my heart.” -Mitski𝄞⨾𓍢ִ໋

Summary: your in love with Joost and do everything to try and show your love for him but he doesn’t seem to reciprocate your feelings and even gets involved with another girl. Talking about her 24/7 but suddenly you finally boil over and snap at him. Not knowing your standing in the middle of the street….

Note: THIS ONE IS DRAMATIC AS HELL LOL, anyways finally have the energy to finish a fic! I might post another one soon also, hope yall didn’t miss me too much ;)

Warnings: just straight up y/n and Joost hurting and y/n kinda sorta gets hit by a car (ಡ᎔ಡ)

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Pain. That’s all this brought you was pain. Being joost’s best friend and loyal companion was the best and worst thing you’ve experienced. Joost was your favorite person, and you were his. But what he didn’t know was how you felt, how you stared at him longingly every chance you could.

How desperately you wanted to snuggle close to him and explain all your feelings to him. But you couldn’t, not when all he talked about was her. Louise. A girl he met and was how infatuated with, or that’s how it seemed in your eyes. He talked about their relationship and how it kept building day by day.

Today was just another day you felt the familiar tug at your heart, “-and then she said she loved my glasses, it was so kind!” Joost says, laying back as his head rests in your lap, eyes looking straight up at the starry sky you both sat under. Your body tenses and you let out a soft sigh but you quickly recover and look down at him with a smile.

“I’m glad she likes your dorky glasses, might be the only one” you say with a teasing snicker, making Joost look up at you with a faux offended stare and a pout. It wasn’t true, you loved his glasses, you always have. But I guess he never payed any mind to your compliments towards the thick black glasses that sat on his face, but he did for her. Funny isn’t it? Your snapped out of your thoughts as Joost speaks, “ha ha, very funny.” He says as he reaches up to pinch your cheek with a small chuckle.

You smile apawn the contact and lean into his touch that’s quickly stolen away as he lowers his hand back down. The warmth leaving your cheek and making your heart clinch and you look up at the stars as well. You could never tell him, you couldn’t ruin this for him.

Little did you know joost wanted nothing more then to sit up and kiss you in that moment, your teasing words and soft smile made his head spin. He was so in love with you but he couldn’t tell you. Not when you were so out of his league, I mean you’re you and he’s…well he’s him. You were way too good for him. He could never tell you, he couldn’t take you when there’s someone out there that was way better looking than him.

So Joost was willing to try and move on, when he saw Louise and noticed how into him she was he took his chance. He wanted you to do the same- well not wanted. He needed you to find someone like he was, someone that was better than him so he could at least try and get over you. He hoped him always bringing Louise up would push you in that direction, he didn’t know it would hurt you the worst you’ve been hurt in your life.

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During present time, were at your breaking point, you couldn’t listen to it anymore. So you snapped, you snapped at Joost when he brought up Louise once more. “We held hands today, she said my hands were very soft and warm?! Can you believe that- my hands are neither sof-“ he’s cut off by an aggravated sigh and he looks up at you immediately.

“What’s wrong?” He asks as he tries to scan your face to get information on what exactly you’re feeling. “Are you done?” You spat aggressively, you didn’t mean to be rude. Truly you didn’t! But you were just so filled with jealousy and envy that you snapped. Joost looks taken aback and stayed silent for a bit before speaking again, “am I done…?” He says in a tone that very stern.

“Yeah, are you done talking about her all the time?!” You replied as you rubbed your temples and stood up from where you were sitting right next to him on his couch. “Uhh…what the hell is your deal?” He says with furrowed eyebrows, starting to become frustrated at your sudden hostility.

“My deal is that you’re always talking about her! I get it, you’re in love with her but I don’t wanna hear it anymore! Okay??” You say as Joost also stands from his spot on the couch, “in love-?! Wha-“ he’s cut off by you again, “always talking about how great she is while I just sit here feeling like a third wheel!” You continue as he scoffs, “okay well I thought you were happy for me!?” He says, both of your voices raising.

“I am!! I’m just tried of hearing about how awesome and smart and beautiful she is!” You reply as you roll your eyes. “Jesus why are you acting like this?!” He says, making you scoff and cross your arms. “Uh what the fuck is that supposed to mean!!? I’m just sick of hearing about it!” You narrow your eyes at him.

You rub them bridge of your nose before you start walking towards his front door, leaving. “I’m just gonna go.” You say coldly making Joost shake his head. “What?! You can’t just leave like this?!” He says as he follows after you hastily. You don’t turn and continue walking, were you being a little dramatic? Sure. But the feelings you’ve bottled up for so long were finally erupting and you weren’t thinking about that.

“Watch me.” You snarl as you walk down the street, you didn’t know where you were going…hell you were staying with Joost for the time being, you just needed space. Joost didn’t understand that, knowing you had nowhere else to go. He didn’t want anything to happen to you so he follow behind you but you picked up the pace.

“Why the hell are you so adamant about this?! What the fuck is your problem” he says as you groan in annoyance and swiftly turn to him, standing in the middle of the empty road. He finally sees your eyes that were filled with tears, some rolling down your cheeks. It broke his heart as his eyes widen.

You laugh bitterly and sarcastically, “what is my problem?!” You raise your voice, “my problem is that you love this girl and you don’t even realize how I feel about you!! How much I love you, but you’re too busy with her to even realize! I’ve tried everything, everything joost! But your too busy with her to ever notice me so I’m don’t trying to get you to notice me!! ”

You weren’t thinking, you were just rambling as you spoke, Joost froze, not that you realized. Your vision was blurry from the tears in your eyes. Something else you failed to realize was the car coming right in your direction. (I know this is so dramatic (ᵕ—ᴗ—) I couldn’t think of anything else to happen to reader! Plus who doesn’t like a little dramatics!)

You both noticed too late, once you noticed the approaching lights you swiftly turned and saw the car speeding towards you. You have no time to react before your eyes widen, you hear your name being screamed and then everything goes black.

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Your eyes crack open as you feel blinded by a bright light, you groan and try to sit up but you feel a pair of soft hands wrapping around you. Your breath hitches and eyes widen as you hear soft sobs coming from the person holding you.

Your senses finally come back to you as you see the bright blonde hair that you could recognize anywhere. Your wrap your arms around him as well, “j-Joost..? What happened?” You say weakly, your whole body hurt. But Joost finally stops hugging you, holding your cheeks in his hands as tears roll down his face.

“Your dumbass got hit by a car” he says with a shakey laugh, “god I’m so glad your okay” he finishes as he presses soft kisses to your head, your memory coming back as you groan and burry your face in his chest. A soft chuckle coming from the man in response. He sighs and lifts your chin up, looking deep in your eyes

“I’m not…I’m not talking to Louise anymore.” He says and your heart drops, you did this, you made him stop seeing the “love of his life” Joost immediately notices your widened eyes and shakes his head, “because…I figured out who I’m truly meant to be with.” He says with a soft smile as he presses his forehead to yours

“W-who..?” You say as your heart feels like it’s beating out of your chest. “How about I show you huh?” He says with a smirk before lowering his head and connecting his lips to yours, you both part with shallow breaths, ““I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry. I didn’t know you thought of me like that, Louise was just a distraction because-“ he pauses and looks away

“Because I was trying to distract myself from how much I love you. God I’m so sorry this is all my fa-“ he’s cut off by your soft voice, “shut up and kiss me again” he smiles before pressing his lips gently back to yours and suddenly, even being in the hospital, everything doesn’t seem so bad..

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This fic actually sucks ass, I’m sorry for the bad fic lol I promise I’ll try to lock in 🙏🏻🥲

#joost x fem reader #joost x male reader #joost klein x you #joost klein x reader #joost x reader #joost klein #justice for joost

[yourenogoodforme]

James Potter headcanons

- I get the feeling he got glasses when he was like nine, before then he literally thought the world was just blurry and everyone was like that so he didn't question it

-but then as he got older he only needed them for reading so he could technically go without them

- but he does usually have them on because he will forget them

- kinda like that expression where it's like "if my head wasn't attached to my head I would lose it"

- ADHD, he definitely has it, super jumpy in class

- always stands up and walks over to someone when the teacher looks the other way for 1.0 milliseconds

- when he gets yelled at by the teachers he does the "😶😳" face

- then does it again

- can do carol of the bells on the piano but struggles dearly

- loves head scratches

- wouldn't be fazed by any kind of hair wrap you would do before bed to sleep in (I do one lol)

- fizzy drinks probably scared him when he was a kid

- he probably when he was like three picked up one of his parents fizzy drinks and sipped it, then either threw up or made one for those "baby tastes lemon for the first time" faces

#james potter drabble #james potter headcanon #jamespotter #james potter fic #james potter fanfiction #harry james potter #james potter #james potter fluff #james potter imagine #james potter x reader

[pretty-blkgirl]

hii ~

may you do another seungmin x black reader. maybe the reader is wearing puffballs and seungmin is obsessed with the hairstyle on the reader and just stares at her curly/coily hair in awe! it's all up to you, i just love your writing! ok bye ~

You Look Pretty

//black!fem reader x Seungmin//

Synopsis: Your fiancé takes a liking to your hairstyle

Genre: fluff, a little suggestive towards the end

Warnings: reader is fem

A/N: Thank you @bbyseung for the request ❤️❤️ The above picture is the reader’s hairstyle and the way Seungmin looks at her 🤭

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You know that nagging feeling you feel when someone is staring at you? The sensation of eyes in the back of your head, making you squirm in uncomfortableness?

That’s what’s happening right now, and the culprit is shameless in the way he doesn’t take his eyes off you even when you turn around to stare right back at him.

“Seungmin” You groan, snapping in his face. He blinks every time you snap, so you know he hears the annoying noise.

Still, he keeps staring right above your eyes, a silly grin appearing on his face.

“Can you please stop looking at me like that?”

“You look so pretty,” He says suddenly

Your heart swells at the unexpected compliment and your annoyance starts to lessen, “Thank you, baby, I appreciate it”

He finally looks you in the eyes, his grin getting bigger by the second.

“Your outfit looks cute too. Are you sure you have to go out?”

You fail to hide your amusement as your puppy-like fiancé follows you to the bathroom. You touch up your makeup in the mirror as he watches in pure awe.

“Yes, I can’t miss my best friend’s bachelorette party”

He sulks, “But you look too good. What if someone hits on you?”

You hold up your left hand, flashing the multi-carat engagement ring he put on your finger a couple of months ago

“Then I’ll show them this, and tell them I’m with the most amazing guy in the world”

You give him a small kiss on his lips, leaving sparkly lip gloss residue on his lips.

“There must be a theme to the party,” He says, trying to hide the blush creeping up his neck

“Yep, that’s why I did my hair like this. It’s 70’s themed”

“You look really nice like this. You should do that style more often”

You smile and look back in the mirror, admiring your cute puffballs. He was right, you did look really good when your hair was in some kind of puff, and it’s obvious he had a favorite style on you.

“Oh yeah? Are you saying I look bad any other time?” You tease

He shakes his head, rolling his eyes playfully, “You look great all the time, but I like this style for some reason. Kinda makes your eyes pop”

He moves out of the way and allows you to leave the bathroom, trailing behind you after a while

“Hmm, I’ll consider doing this more often then”

You reach the bedroom and grab your purse, throwing a few little items in there while Seungmin watches you in adoration.

You catch him staring again, making sure to laugh at his antics, “You like my outfit as much as my hair?”

He pretends to think for a while, then looks back at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes, “I rather you took the clothes off if I'm being honest”

He laughs loudly as you scold him for being nasty.

“Excuse me for wanting to see my fiancé naked” He chuckles as you two leave the bedroom

“Maybe you’ll get to see it when I get home” You shrug, turning to give him one last kiss before opening the front door

“Get back home soon then” He winks before you leave the house.

#skz bang chan #skz changbin #skz felix #skz han #skz hyunjin #skz jeongin #skz lee know #skz seungmin #skz x reader #skz minho #skz #stray kids fanfiction #skz imagines #skz fake texts #skz scenarios #skz angst #skz fanfic #skz poly x reader #skz stay #stray kids fake texts #stray kids x reader #stray kids fanfic #stray kids texts #stray kids scenarios #stray kids reactions #stray kids imagine #stray kids #stray kids smau #stray kids angst #stray kids smut

[iaeriy]

desire • florian wirtz

summary: a celebration night left you and your best friend upset so you’re determined to find ways to apologize even if it’s too far. (based on this request!!)

word count: 5.98k!!!

warnings: best friends to lovers trope, mention of alcohol, vomiting, angst, smut, oral sex: f!recieving! unprotected sex,

note: NOT PROOFREAD. but uh, anon..i kinda changed it..BUT DONT GET ME WRONG. i loved writing this one ngl, we’re about twenty followers from being to 1k! anddddd…*drumroll* a month of two til my one year on tumblr 🥳🥳. anywhoo! plz enjoy! 💝

“Why are you drinking, put it down.” Florian said, you turned your head to look at him. “What!?” You shouted, he shook his head. “I said why are you drinking.” He said, you snickered. “It’s only once in awhile flo.” You smiled, he looked at you. “Where’s your sister?” You spoke, finishing your drink, “I don’t know..” he spoke, you rolled your eyes. “I’ll be back!” You said, getting off the stool, you pulled your dress down walking over, you bumped into someone looking up at the guy. You’ve obviously never seen him before, “oh sorry..” you mumbled, lost in his eyes. Either the alcohol had gotten into you or this man was just beautiful. ‘Oh shit’ you thought, he was one of the youngsters from the squad.

“You’re florians girlfriend?” The boy spoke, you shook your head.

“No we’re just best friends since we were young..” you spoke. “You’re reno right? I’ve heard about you from flo.” You smiled, he nodded his head. “So you and florian arent a thing?” He spoke, you shook your head. “No, he’s been a brother to me since we were babies.” You smiled, he held your waist. You looked at him, brows furrowing. ‘maybe hes drunk..’ you thought, you felt eyes on you as you looked around and made eye contact with florian. You looked away quickly, “excuse me..” you said, walking to the bathroom.

a few minutes later..

You walked out the bathroom, not from far you saw florian talking to reno. You frowned, before walking over there. Suddenly florian disappeared, reno looked at you. “Hey i have to go-“ he said, you looked at him. “What..why..” you said as he looked at you, “i have to go, i don’t know why..” he said chuckling nervously, you stared at him. “uh huh..” you said, crossing your arms against your chest, “it’s just, i’m not interested or y’know dating you..” he said, his eyes focusing on somebody. And who was that somebody? Ding ding ding, florian. You nodded your head, “alright.” You walked away, leaving reno shocked. You turned around, grabbing florian by the hand. “Y/n-what are you!” He said, you yanked him to the girls bathroom.

“And just what on earth are you fucking thinking!?” You yelled, “what did you tell him! because all i did was just talk to him.” You said, hands moving around while you spoke. “Nothing! I-I just talked to him about the win that was it-“ he said, you scoffed. “Bullshit! It always happens every fucking time!” You said, throwing your arms around. “..no wonder every guy thats around me doesn’t talk to me because you’re always fucking around blabbering.” You spoke, florian’s mouth widened at your words. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “Jesus are you just going to stand there or wha-“ he cut you off, grabbing and holding your hands. You looked up at him, startled. “Am not here to argue with you about this, not on the night you should be proud of me or when i win the league title. I’m not doing this here.” He spat out, throwing your hands as he walked out the bathroom.

You scoffed, locking the bathroom door as you bit down on your lip, thinking about what just happened. You sighed, washing your hands as you dried them before flicking water on your face. You walked out the bathroom, “hey i was looking for you!” Marie said, you smiled. “Flo left upset, is everything okay?” She said, you nodded your head quickly. “Yeah! We’re fine..!” You smiled slightly, she nodded her head. “Come on then, you can stay with me and julie!” She said, you giggled.

After hours of partying and 10 shots of tequila down the drain..

Marie held you by your arm as she walked over to the car, “y/n..you drank a lot..” she said, you giggled shaking your head. “noooo…i didn’tttt..” you said singingly, she got you in the car as you rested your head against the seat. “You should’ve been with florian..where is he..” julie spoke from the passenger seat. “a-am not sure..” you spoke giggling, mind in a different type of mindset. You spread your legs, head throbbing in pain. “my head hurts..” you mumbled, resting your head on the window. marie parked the car infront of your garage, julie turned around laughing at you. “flo would’ve laughed his ass off at you!” She said, you rolled your eyes. “you’re funny julie..” you said whining. Holding back a burp.

Marie held your hand, you got out the car carefully. She wrapped your arm around her, as julie wrapped your other arm around her. The three of you stumbling into the house, you looked around the dark area before marie turned the lights on. You winced, looking away from the light, “you look green y/n.” Julie said, you immediately ran to the bathroom getting THAT feeling. Marie walked back and looked around, “where’s y/n!” She spoke, julie pointed at the bathroom as she ran towards the door. “y/n! can i come in..!” she said, you were retching and puking your guts out. You flushed the toilet, as you got up turning the sink on washing your mouth. Gurgling water.

“y-yeah..you can..come in..” you breathed out, you laid your head next to the toilet seat. marie opened the door and looked at you, “feeling better now?” She said, you shook your head. The only thing in your head repeating were florians words, speaking of florian your eyes widened. “Where’s flo..” you spoke, she shrugged. “not sure..i tried calling him when he left.” She spoke, you nodded your head. “do you want me to leave you alone? i could stay and help?” she said, you shook your head. “no no, it’s okay..i’ll be fine..!” You smiled. She hugged you, “okay..i’ll be going with julie then..call me if u need anything!” marie said, you hugged back nodding your head. “mhm..thank you..” you whispered, she got up walking out as you walked out the bathroom, heading upstairs to your bedroom.

You grabbed a pair of matching panties and matching bra, possibly white as you grabbed a oversized shirt and walked again to the bathroom. Turning the shower on, setting the temperature to cold hoping the cold water would sober you up. You undressed yourself as you got in the water, letting the cold water hit your body. You closed your eyes, holding your palms out to wash your face with the water as your mind went back to the moment in the bathroom with florian. Why did you drink? Did you hurt him? Why did you yell at him? Did you overreact? You immediately opened your eyes, your eyes starting to water for some reason. You drowned your face into the water dropping down.

30 minutes later..

You got out the shower, finished getting ready to sleep. You took some pills for your headache as you walked to your bed, hopping under the sheets. You grabbed your phone from your nightstand, texting florian.

{12:22am} you: hey, i’m sorry for what happened

{12:22am} you: i was just drunk, i didn’t know what i was thinking.

{12:25am} you: text me back when you can flo, please.

You sighed, giving up on your hopes. You decided to put your phone on do not disturb mode, the behavior of your best friend, the person you only talk to, the boy you somewhat love. You tossed around until you fell asleep, hoping a message of his came in.

7:56am..

You woke up, your head slightly still hurting. You sat up, grabbing your phone checking the notification center, hopping to see and look for his notification. just to find out he never texted back, you sighed. You got up, walking to your closet finding a pair of grey flare sweats and a pink longsleeve. You quickly changed, before walking to the bathroom, starting to brush your teeth. You put your hair in a clawclip half up-half down as you put your slippers on that florian had gifted you. You sighed grabbing your phone including your keys and wallet before you headed downstairs.

You walked outside your house closing the door behind you, walking to your car as you got in the driver seat, starting the car, driving off to florians house.

A few minutes later, you arrived outside his house. You swallowed nervously, your heart beating fast like crazy. You quickly got out the car, walking to the door. You stood there, taking all the anxious thoughts in before sighing out loudly as you knocked on the door.

No response.

You frowned, this time pressing on the door bell. You waited, balancing your weight onto every foot. you heard the small loud footsteps as you looked at the door, as it opened. Your heart dropping at the sight of the girl who looked a bit older than you, even sounded older. “Hello?” She said, giving you a disgusted look. Oh. ‘Bitchy aren’t we.’ You thought, “..um is flo around..?” You spoke, you looked at her. She was half naked, wearing one of your oversized shirts that flow had kept. Leg and butt naked. Your heart somewhat aching..keep it together you thought. “Yeah..he’s in the shower..” she said in a mean tone. You werent this dumb, your stomach dropping as it hit you. Why would he do something worse now? Did he really have to? He slept with her. “Hello!? Are you going to say anything!?” She said, you stared at her. “Tell him it’s best we distance ourselves.” You spat out, you turned on your heels walking away quickly as she looked back.

You were gone.

You hid behind the gates of his house, waiting for her to go back in quickly. You watched her go in as you got in your car driving off as quick as you could. Your eyes somewhat tearing up again.

“Oh hey casandra.” Florian spoke, going downstairs shirtless and in black sweatpants. The girl looked at him, her brows furrowed. “Something wrong?” He said, she cleared her throat. “Some girl came by..” she mumbled, he looked at her. “Oh..who?” He said, walking to the fridge. She sat on the stool, looking at the boys back. “I don’t know who she even was. She came talking about its better about distancing..I don’t know.” She spoke in annoyed tone.

He stopped his tracks, looking at her. “Cas, how did she look like.” He spoke, she furrowed her brows again. “She had brown hair..she wore something pink and some grey sweatpants, she was wearing these slippers too. She had her hair down too.” She said, he furrowed his brows thinking. “Distancing..” he thought of the word again. His eyes widened as he knew right away, he walked upstairs quickly. “Where the fuck are you going!” The girl screamed. Running to his room, florian grabbed his phone off the charger. His fingers immediately unlocking the screen and tapping on your contact.

He panicked, knowing he fucked up.

{8:02 am} flo: did you come by a few minutes ago?

{8:02 am} flo: it wasn’t what you think it was i swear y/n

{8:04 am} flo: please answer me.

{8:10 am} flo: y/n we can talk it out

{8:11 am} flo: just us

Your phone vibrated multiple times, you looked down to see florians contact. You gulped, putting your phone in your pocket, sincerely you were out with your friends, Vanessa and rachel having breakfast. Your heart still aching, fuck. I guess you did like him. You loved him, how couldn’t you tho? He’s been your best friend since 6 years old? You thought. You zoned out, your hands starting to ache as your body ached from even thinking. “I’ll be back!..” you spoke, excusing yourself walking to the bathroom. You bursted out crying, you wiped your tears off quickly as every tear came down. You breathed shakily.

Who knew what would be more to come.

A few days later go by, you were feeling alright. You havent spoken to florian since the day, you decided to let your friends come over. Possibly not florian, you got ready. As you put on a white dress on, you tied the red lace. You walked over your your closet, finding a pair of white heels, you made your way downstairs. You heard the doorbell ring as you ran to the door, opening it.

“Oh you look so good!!” Vanessa hugged you, you hugged back giggling. “Is marie coming?” She spoke, you nodded your head. Soon your other friends and marie arriving.

A few hours later after a few drinks down the drain..

You were walking around, wobbly possibly not even in a straight line. Feeling tipsy you sat next to marie, your other friends dancing on each other and laughing. “Oh my god y/n..” she sighed out before laughing, you rested your head against her shoulder. “Can we take a fotooo..pleaseeeee” you spoke, she laughed nodding her head. The two of you taking a picture, “oh my god! you’re drunk again!” she said laughing, you shook youe head. “nooppeeee..” you said laughing, laura your other friend took your hand, grabbing you. “Come on! Loosen yourself up more!” She said, you whined. “Finee!” She said, you two walked to the kitchen. She grabbed the bottle of vodka, your eyes widening. She poured some in your mouth, she laughed loudly watching you.

you wiped your mouth, your lipstick smudged. She giggled. “Oh my god! You recorded it too!” You said whining, she laughed nodding her head. “Whyy nott..”she spoke, you rolled your eyes. Vanessa sat down on the couch, as you quickly walked to the living room sitting next to marie. “So, you didn’t invite florian?” She spoke. You turned your head looking at her, “no..” you mumbled, ugh. Why was he brought up you thought. “He was..u-um..” you burped on accident, covering your mouth. “sorry!..he was busy, i forgot to mention!” You said, making a lie up.

Laura grabbed your hand again, “come on!” She said, you whined. “A-Again!?” You said, she nodded her head. “There’s more!..” she said, you rolled your eyes. You got up as the two of you walked over to the kitchen. You sat on the counter, kicking your legs around. “W-What time is it..” you said, she looked at the electronic clock. “twelve twenty-“ she spoke, your eyes widened. She gave you the bottle again, you chugged the lasy bit of it as her eyes widened. “I-I think that’s enough!” She said grabbing the bottle from you, you whined.

An hour later after cleaning and a mess of cups..

“You sure you’ll be okay?” Marie said, you nodded your head. “M-Mhm..i’ll be fine!” You spoke, she smiled. “Okay, well bye!” She said closing the door. You walked to the kitchen, going to the fridge. You grabbed a cold water bottle, you opened it taking a sip out of it. You made way to your room upstairs, just as you were about to sit down on the bed.

The knock on the door made you whine out loud. You lazily got up, “c-coming!” You said, the door bell ringing multiple times now. “I-I said i-i’m coming, jesus!” You whined, running downstairs. Surprisingly you didnt fall on your heels, you opened the door. Your heart dropped. Flo. “guess my invite wasn’t in the mail, huh?” He said, you tried to close the door. Too late. He already had his foot in the house. “Ugh! Can you just get out!!” You whined, possibly stomping. “Have you been drinking again?” He said, you looked at him. “No! Get out of my house! What the fuck do you want!” You whined.

“I came by to talk to you..” he said, you rolled your eyes. “Not. Fucking. Interested.” You spoke, “You’re drunk y/n.” He said, you looked at him, shaking your head. “I-I’m not! Can y-you just get out..” you mumbled, about to turn and walk away before he grabbed you, pulling you to him. “Get off me!” You said whining. He held onto your waist, not letting go. “Stop! Just get off me!” You whined, he didn’t let go. “Florian! Let me go!” You yelled out. “Look can i just talk to you!” He said, putting you down, as you looked at him. You sighed giving in as you nodded your head. “Look, i’m sorry for the day you came over. You don’t get it, i was hurting. She meant nothing, i promise. She didn’t at a-“ you scoffed, “Seriously!? She meant nothing. That’s bullshit!” You spat out, his eyes widened. “You fucking knew what you were doing! She wore my shirt! My shirt that i left at your house when u let me sleep the night over!” You yelled, about to slap his chest he grabbed both your wrists. You looked at him.

“Look, i was hurting. What you said affected me, i’ve been your best friend since we were 6 y/n. Even your soulmate okay. I fell for you. I love you.” He said, your eyes widened. “I couldn’t stand seeing you next to reno at all, same with other guys when we go out and you’re trying to talk them out of something. I’m so-“ he spoke, before you got out his grip, cupping his cheeks tightly as you kissed him. He kissed you back, hand holding your waist, you stumbled back and forth until your back hit the knee wall of the stairs. He picked you up, the two of you still kissing. He walked upstairs, closing the door behind as he laid you down on the bed, he laid himself ontop of you. He kissed you deeply this time, you kissed back.

He deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into your mouth, his warm tongue exploring around your mouth passionately as your tongue slowly began moving against his. His hands, sliding up your dress. Your hand holding onto the back of his head, knee rasied against his hip. He pulled away sometime, you looked at him breathlessly. “Stand up for me.” He said, you nodded your head. You stood up, slightly wobbily infront of him. You were abt to take your heels off before he held your waist, giving it a slight squeeze. “hm..” you said. “Keep your heels on..” he said, you nodded your head. You untied the lace off your dress, pulling your dress off by the sides. you let the dress fall down, pooling around your ankles as you slipped your legs out of it.

His breathing increasing watching you, the boner aching through the fabric of his cargos. You sat on his crotch, wrapping your arms around him. He kissed you deeply again, his hand squeezing and cupping your breast as you kissed back with a whimper. You slightly moved your hips back and forth against his crotch. He groaned deeply into your mouth, you let your tongue slip in his mouth this time. The two of you playing and exploring each others mouth, he grabbed your back before moving you to the bed as he laid against you. Your legs opening apart, his bulge pressing against your core. Your hands sneaking under his shirt, fingers roaming through his abdomen and chest. He bit down on your bottom lip, you winced a bit.

He pulled back, kissing your lips again before his lips trailed down to your neck. You tugged on the hem of his shirt, you looked at him. Your eyes dilated and big, he chuckled as he watched you raise his shirt to his abdoment. Raising it higher and higher he took it off, discarding it somewhere in the room. His lips going back to your neck, his lips moving against your skin as he sucked on a spot, leaving a mark. You whimpered, holding onto his chest, your acrylics starting to run across his back. Florian began to bite on your neck, leaving small marks around your skin. He pulled back, tilting his head looking at you, seconds later you’re looking down at him having the chance to unbutton his pants. He smiles, caressing your cheek.

“Florian, please..” you whined, he kissed down your chest, his hand fondling with your boob. He took your nipple into his mouth, sucking onto your nipple as he used his tongue, flicking his tongue around your hardened nipple. You bit on your lip, his hand kneading with your other boob, his finger pulling and pinching your nipple causing you to moan. He pulled his mouth off with a ‘pop’ a little string of saliva connecting onto your nipple. You blushed heavily, before he moved his mouth to your other nipple doing the same to your other boob. You tugged onto his hair, legs wrapping around his waist attempting to grind yourself onto his boner. He pulled away, moments later you bit on your lip. He pulled his cargos off, he positioned himself infront of your core. You blushed again, his hands wrapping under your lower back, pulling down your white thong.

You looked away, flustered and heated as your cheeks blushed in pink and warmness. You bit on your finger slightly looking down at him, he licked a long stripe letting his wetness stick to his tongue. You arched your back, moaning at the sensation. His tongue, licking the top of your pussy, sucking on your sensitive pearl. You held onto his head, moaning uncontrollably as his tongue did the work. You leaned your head back, as your thighs rested on his shoulder. He moved his mouth further down, his tongue licking between your folds near your entrance. His face burried in between your thighs as you moaned uncontrollably. “Flo..” you breathlessly moaned out.

He continued eating you out, “y-you’re..t-teasing..” you spoke, he hummed as his tongue slipped into your entrance. You moaned loudly, feeling the tip of his tongue hit your opening. You gripped onto his hair whimpering, “k..keep doing—mmngh!..that!” You moaned out, holding onto his head. Your eyes rolling back, feeling yourself slowly closer. Minutes later, your gripping onto his hair as your other hand is gripping onto the pillowcase, “I-I’m gonna..” you moaned out, his index finger rubbing on your sensitive pearl. Your back arching causing your bubble to burst as you came around his tongue with a cry. He chuckled, licking your pussy one more time before moving his mouth away. You looked down at him, breathing heavily.

He sat up, pulling his boxers down giving it a few strokes, precum oozing out. Your eyes slightly widened, he grabbed your chin as you looked at him. He positioned himself against your core, this time pushing himself into your entrance. You gasped eyes rolling to the back of your head, scratching his back at the stretch, he groaned watching your face expressions before he slowly began to thrust into you. Your legs slowly wrapped around his waist, he nearly laid himself on you. His right hand caressing and squeezing your boob, you whimpered before he kissed you. You kissed back, cupping his cheek. He continued thrusting himself into you, keeping up with a rhythm as his cock pulsated in and out into your walls.

He rested his forehead onto yours, looking down as he watched himself pull in and out of your pussy. You held onto his waist, whimpering and slightly moaning. He began to thrust faster into you, causing you to let out a hiccuped whimper. You held his jaw, the two of you making eye contact as he groaned against your lips, you moaned uncontrollably. “Open your legs, baby..” he said, you whimpered at the moan. Your legs opening wide, you rolled your eyes. He stopped thrusting, you whined before he grabbed your hips, your inner thighs touching against his as your lower back was lifted. He thrusted deeper into you causing you to moan loudly already.

“O-Oh god!” You moaned out, his hips thrusting quicker into you, gripping onto your waist. Your hands gripping the pillow case, head burrying into the pillow. Your boobs bouncing up and down with your body jolting forward within every thrust. His free hand, holding and squishing your boob. You moaned uncontrollably, florian groaning feeling your walls squelch around him. “You’re so pretty..” he whispered, you whimpered. He kissed you again, your moans muffling in between the kiss, you held onto his arm.

The room soon filled with the sounds of your moans and grunts including florians deep groans and moans. His breathing getting tense, picking up the pace, lost in pleasure, including you.

Your tummy began to twist inside, your walls slowly tightening. You whined, as he leaned closer into you, your legs closing against him. He looked at you, resting his forehead against yours yet again, you looked up at him. You moaned, feeling yourself get closer. Florian picked up the pace, thrusting his hips faster than he was. You shut your legs quickly, feeling his tip hit your g-spot, moaning loudly as your eyes rolled back. Your legs crossing and wrapping around his waist, your heels still on as they touched his back. He chuckled at the remembrance of earlier, his hips snapping and smacking against you. “Let go..” he breathlessly said, letting his body lay on yours, head resting on your neck as you came around him, moaning his name out.

Hands roaming through his lower back as your other hand held his head. He slowly thrusted into you, you cupped his cheek breathing heavily. You smiled lazily, kissing his forehead. He kissed your lips, you kissed back cupping his cheek. He pulled out, you sighed at the emptiness, “Turn around for me..” he whispered, you turned around. Now in the middle of the bed, laying on your stomach, holding yourself on your elbows. He kissed your shoulder as you leaned your head back, your head resting onto his shoulder. He chuckled, giving your ass a light squeeze, his lips going down to your back. You giggled in between the kisses he planted on your skin, kissing your lower back.

He softly slapped your ass as you giggled again. He positioned himself behind you, pushing himself again. Your eyes rolling back, knowing the sensitivity would come and hit you. You held onto the sheets, he laid his pelvis onto your ass, hips thrusting slowly into you. Your moans slowly starting to come again, “flo..” you moaned his name out, he tugged onto your hair making a shifted ponytail before he thrusted his hips quicker. You gasped, holding onto the sheets as your moans slipped out one by one, uncontrollably. “Fuuuckkk!” He moaned, slapping your ass. You jolted forward within every thrust, you bit on your lip. Still moaning uncontrollably.

You were sweating, panting and possibly crying. Your mascara was smudged, your lip liner and lipstick combo was smudge. He rested his head on your shoulder, laying on you again. His hips slamming onto your ass, you whimpered in between. His thrusts slowly getting sloppier, you looked up at him. “f-flo..” you moaned out, holding onto the sheets. He fell on you, thrusting harder into you. You let out another hiccuped whimper or more precisely a bunch of stuttery hiccup moans. He chuckled, slapping your ass one more time.

“You’re tightening..again y/n.” He said, you whined. “O-Okay!” You rolled your eyes, he chuckled at your attitude. You let your head fall onto the bed, he pushed himself in deeper, finding your g-spot he thrusted quicker there. You screamed, gripping onto the sheets as you cried out from the sensitivity. “F-Florian!” You moaned out, he smirked. He felt himself twitch as he thrusted quicker onto you, you cried out again. Your tummy twisting yet again, your second orgasm of the night.

Within seconds later, you were gripping onto the sheets, a few tears slipping out before you came all over him. Your walls tightening causing him to slip out, just with a few strokes he came on your back, painting your back with his drops of cum. you fell on your stomach again, breathing heavily. legs shaking, you felt florian get off you. you slowly started to fall asleep before you felt a towel on you, “h-hey!” you said, he looked at you. “sit up.” He said, you sat up facing him. He gave you the makeup wipes, you frowned, your eyes closing as you nearly fell. He held your head, holding you. “You’re not sleeping with makeup..then you’re complaining about pimples y/n..” he said, you whined. He took a wipe, wiping off every inch of makeup on your face.

You whined, he tossed the wipe in the small trashcan. He turned your lamp on. Holding you he undid your bed before placing you on your spot as he laid under the sheets with you. You looked up at florian, before you rested your head on his chest falling asleep.

8:38am..

You were asleep, your arms were wrapped about somebody. Their arms wrapped around you as well, your eyes slowly starting to open as the first thing you looked was under the blanket. Great. A naked you. You looked to your side as you slightly startled yourself. “Stop moving around..” florian said, you smacked his head playfully before you rested your head on his chest again, “shut up..” you mumbled, he woke up looking at you. “Oh you’re awake..” he said, you smiled. “How is your hangover..you drank a lot last night..” he said, you rolled your eyes. “Like shit..you reminded me..” you sighed out, “wait. how’d you know i was drinking either way..” you said, he chuckled. “Maries story..especially lauras..” he said, your face heating up in embarrassment.

“Rightt..” you said, he chuckled. You looked down, the scatter of clothes and your heels. “So..about last night..” you said, he looked at you. “You didn’t mean to sleep with her right?” You said, he nodded his head. “Y/n, i love you. You’re the girl i want to spend my mornings and night with, i love you so much.” He said, you smiled kissing his cheek. “What do you think your mom would say..” you said, he bursted out laughing. “Shh..” he said, you giggled snuggling onto his chest. He kissed your cheek.

#florian wirtz smut #florian wirtz fanfic #florian wirtz imagine #florian wirtz x reader #florian wirtz one shot #𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐬ꪆৎ𓏲 ๋࣭ #football imagine #football x reader #football smut #football one shots

[solarsmash]

For you will stay a while longer

Mechanic!reader and Boothill

NO SMUT, comfort, self harm, more so an outlet to let out my own things, fluff to angst(?) at the end, father/daughter relationship, Boothill sees you as a second daughter, implied parental abuse, not proofread

Song —*⁠.⁠✧ 'please help me' by d2s1

It was a tough night—to say the least..

Relapse was common and afterwards you never really thought about it.. doesn't mean it wasn't there and that the sting didn't annoy you.. but your biggest concern was an appointment with the galaxy ranger Boothill, you were supposed to do some basic check ups and possibly just chat as good friends so now you had to hide any sliver of pain because trust, he will notice.

It was kinda stupid to think you could pull off hiding anything from him, almost as soon as you rubbed your arm a little too much, or refused to look him in the eyes he knew something was up. "Sugar, mind telling me what's wrong?" He glances at you while you are looking through some tools.

"..its nothing. I just didnt get much sleep last night-"

"Now don't lie to me, you know i hate it when you keep things from me.." he wasn't mad, more concerned than anything. Boothill knew to be patient with you, you had been through a lot, just like him, and you had odd ways of showing or hiding it.

You glance at him, wanting to just let it all out but that wasn't how you were raised.. you were never the type to let everything out even if someone offered a shoulder.. it wasn't seen as venting or a healthy outlet when you grew up, crying and talking about your issues was seen as attention seeking—playing the victim, if you will.

Boothill could see your hesitation and walked over, " I won't push you, but i want you to know I'm here for yah'." He wrapped an arm around you but when his hand held your upper arm and you flinched in what seemed like pain. It's almost as if he knew immediately, don't ask him how.. maybe it was parental instincts kicking in, a part of him saw you as the child he never got to see grow up, so his protective instinct sprung up a red flag and he turned you around so you would look at him.

"lift up your sleeve for me."

"p-pardon—?" You tried acting confused but the Galaxy Ranger was sharp and he already knew, he just hoped you would trust him enough to tell him and lay your burdens on him..

"Don't play dumb, Sugar.." He grabbed your wrist surprisingly lightly and it took everything in you to not flinch and swat him away.. to say you were scared was an understatement, after all the last time anyone other than Boothill had seen your own self inflicted wounds was your parents.. and it didn't end well.

"Can i?" Boothill asked with a softness only heard with you and close friends. He lifted your sleeve and saw the badly taken care of gashes on your arm from whatever you used along with the other scars he was already aware of, "oh baby... C'mere.." He gave you a hug, being mindful of your arm.

Whenever Boothill hugged you or made you feel safe, it never felt out of pity or like he was doing it cause he felt he HAD to.. he made you feel safe without any strings attached, something THEY never did.. something it seemed THEY avoided...

He finished wrapping your arm as you stared off into nothing.. "m'sorry..."

"Don't apologize, Baby.." He said as his gaze softened. He sat next to you and put his arm around your shoulder once again, this time his metal hand rested on your head, rubbing his thumb in circles, "Do you wanna talk about it?"

You just shook your head, tears filling your eyes for 'no reason'.. the amount of emotions building up just had to come out, after all you cant keep filling a bottle and acting like it wont overflow.

He laid his chin on your head and snuggled you closely, "its alright, m'here for yah, you can cry as much as you want."

...

And just like that tears overflowed, pouring down your cheeks as you leaned into him.. it's as if the pain from hurting yourself only just hit, he made you feel human, as dumb as it sounded.. He understood you like no other in the galaxy..

"It's alright kiddo, i gotcha'... I'm here..." He murmured as you sobbed into his chest.. the feeling of being comforted was foreign to you, unknown and now that you felt it with him it's like you never wanted it to end.. "Why aren't you mad...!?" You stammered through sniffles, barely able to say a sentence without stuttering..

"Why would i ever be mad at you for something like this..?" He gazed down, he already had a feeling something was wrong with your childhood, not in a rude way but.. the vibe you gave off just doesn't come from people who had fulfilled childhoods.. Boothill just never knew the full extent of what happened to you but he wouldn't pry.

"They always got mad— i- i thought— that if you found out- that you wouldn't care- or- or you would hit me—" When you were younger it was normal, it wasnt 'child abuse'(it was), you were just a problem child- thats why... Right?

if Boothill could cry he would be, he cant understand how people can beat their kids or treat them in such ways, he lost his only daughter and feels hatred for those who take their kids for granted. "No- no.... Sugar i would never hit you.. Whatever they told you was stupid.. it was a fudgin' lie.. You shouldn't have to feel like a burden for feeling hurt.. you deserve to be heard as much as everybody else.." He held you closer, tighter, but made sure not to hurt you.

"I didnt back then though— n-not now either—" Boothill cut you off.

"I don't want you sayin' things like that.. no matter what you did to think you didn't deserve to be comforted, it doesn't justify leaving you to help yourself.. you are worth so much, kid.. so fudgin' much.." he spoke softly, cracks in his voice like he would cry.. even if he couldnt.

After awhile you had fallen asleep, it was alright, the check up could wait.

The sounds of your soft snoozing was better than your tears, he hated seeing you cry and he would do anything to make you feel better and hurt anyone if someone was the cause.

He smiled as he glanced down at you, he wondered if his own daughter would have liked you.. though she was extremely young, he couldn't help but imagine if maybe, just maybe, the three if you could be happy together in a different universe.

#my actual parents tried to get back into contact with me #🫡 #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #hsr #boothill hsr #hsr boothill #boothill #boothill honkai star rail #honkai star rail boothill #comfort #vent #angst

[daisykihannie]

Winners and Losers (S.CB)

Day 3 of 8 days of kinks: Wrestling

pairing: Dom!Changbin x Ftm!Reader

warnings: wrestling/manhandling, smut, NSFW, hardcore, rough, unprotected sex, gym bros, exhibitionism, voyerism, edging, orgasm control, orgasm denial, praise, body worship, oral (giving), oral (receiving), pining/crushing, etc.

a/n: this one is a bit more plot heavy since i was stalling, unsure how to write the actual sex part, i hope it turned out well

@chvnlix Day 3: Here

It was 10pm when your gym buddy, Changbin, texted you. He asked you to meet him at his home gym. Now, working out at Changbin’s house wasn’t anything new, but working out at 10pm was. You two normally worked out as the sun was rising and then would get breakfast together after. You two had worked out earlier that day and Bin never worked out twice in one day and neither did you.

Although your chest and arms were still sore from the mornings workout, you got dressed in your black compression shirt and athletic shorts anyways and began your 15 minute walk to his house. You drank your pre-workout on the way, knowing that you’d need it to get through a dual workout session. Changbin had also mentioned that he wanted to try out a new kind of work out that took two people but refused to tell you what it was other than a surprise.

Honestly, if you didn’t have the fastest crush on this man, you wouldn’t be doing this but you were pining for a presumably straight gym rat, what else could you do? You wanted to have his attention, all of it, and while trapped in an inescapable friend zone, working out with him was how you got the attention you craved.

Arriving at Changbin’s house, you rang the door bell and waiting for the slightly shorter man to open the door. You could already feel the jitters and itchiness from the pre-workout kicking in. Luckily you weren’t stuck waiting too long as the door opened, revealing someone who wasn’t Changbin. The man holding the door open could read the confusion on your face and let out a soft chuckle.

“Hey, you’re Y/N right? I’m Chan, it’s nice to meet you. We’re in the gym already so just follow me man.” he said and stepped to the side to give you the space to walk inside. You took off your shoes by the door and slipped on some slides before turning to the man next to you. “Bin said this was a two person workout, why’d he invite me if you’re here?” you asked with furrowed brows and a pout as you both headed downstairs to the gym.

“Oh! I’m not participating, just judging.” he said with a dimpled smile, eyes turning into crescents as if his answer was simple. It in fact wasn’t and left you with more questions. “Judging? are you a PT or something?” you asked, growing even more confused as you went. The ravenette barked out a laugh before responding. “God no, if anything Binnie had kinda become my PT.” again, his answer left you with more questions but before you could ask, he was opening the door to the gym.

When you walked in, you saw a wrestling ring in the center of the room and two other men you’d never met sitting at a table along the wall opposite of the door. “What the fuck?” you looked around, not realizing you’d actually said that out loud. “Did Binnie not explain what was taking place tonight?” the blonde man at the table asked.

“Fucking- obviously not, he also didn’t tell me there was an audience or that we’d be judged? also, when the fuck did he have time to set up a wrestling ring? I was literally here working out with him at 6am.” you couldn’t deny that you were a bit frustrated, evidence of that in your tone as you kind of snapped at the other man who you still didn’t even have a name of.

“Bin was right, you are a feisty one.” Chan said next to you before moving to the table and sitting in the open spot at the far left end. You raised your eyebrow in questioning, Bin talks about you AND he called you feisty? You were snapped out of your thoughts when Chan’s voice was ringing through the room again. “Well, as you now know I’m Chan. The blonde is Hyunjin, and the brunette is Jisung. We actually all live together here so Changbin asked us to be the judges for your wrestling match.” Chan finished with that same blinding, dimpled, smile as if this was the happiest moment of his life.

“For one, nice to meet you guys i guess? and two, it is 10:30 at night. How the actual hell do you have this much energy? It’s like you shit sunshine and rainbows.” you snapped again, still annoyed with everything and the fact that Changbin invited you and you’ve met 3 strangers and he’s nowhere to be found.

The other two boys, Hyunjin and Jisung started laughing loudly and clapping their hands, almost falling out of their seats. “What’s so funny?” you asked and they just laughed harder. You waited for their laughter to die down and them to catch their breath before the smallest of the three answered. “You’ve known Hyung for all of 5 minutes and you’re already roasting him, not caring that he’s older than you.” and the two broke out into laughter again.

Your eyes went wide and you clapped both hands over your mouth, the motion causing your backpack to fall from your shoulder to the crook of your elbow. You hadn’t even thought about possibly disrespecting the men, you were the same age as Changbin so you just assumed they’d all be younger. You bent into a 90° bow and began to sputter out long lines of apologies, refusing to look up from the ground.

“i’m not mad Y/N, I don't care about that. The two youngest guys in our group disrespect me hourly. Please stand back up, it’s embarrassing.” Chan spoke and you stood back up, not saying a word and keeping your eyes glued to the floor. When they noticed that you didn’t plan to look away from the floor anytime soon, one of them let out a sigh. “Binnie-Hyung! Your crush looks like he’s about to cry!”

His words had your head snapping back up, eyes wide and face red as you stared at the blonde. Crush? Did he just call you Changbin’s crush? “He- he’s not straight?” you asked in a small voice, shocked at the discovery. At that very moment, the man of the hour finally entered. He wore a black tank top and short, very tight, athletic shorts. You couldn’t help but ogle the man, like you normally did everytime you two worked out together.

“You thought i was straight? Either i’m really bad at flirting or you’re painfully oblivious Bunny.” Changbin chuckled as he entered the ring, separating the ropes and holding his hand out for you to enter as well. When you climbed into the ring and Changbin was in front of you, you immediately punched him in the shoulder, hard. “Ow! bunny!” he cried out dramatically and rubbed the spot where you punched him.

“I can’t stand you.” you groaned and rolled your eyes. You threw your backpack to the ground by the door and took off your shirt. At Changbin gym you always worked out without your shirt on, your top surgery scars invisible under your muscular pecs. You heard whistles coming from the three men at the table in response to your bare skin. “Can’t stand me? sit on my face then.” Changbin replied with a devilish smirk on his face and took his shirt off as well.

You felt your face go hot at his words, butterflies erupting in your stomach. You couldn’t help but stare at his exposed skin, tracing every muscle and ridge with your eyes. It’s unfair how hot Changbin is and you were getting stupidly turned on, more so than normal knowing that he was interested in you as well.

“So-“ your voice cracked and you had to clear your throat before speaking again. “wrestling?” your voice was failing you with the sheer amount of arousal you felt at the moment. You shouldn’t be getting so horny over wrestling with your gym bro but god- the thought of him manhandling you and pinning you down had you reeling. You had to shake yourself out of your sinful thoughts in order to actually focus.

“Yeah, we are gonna do 3 rounds at 10 minutes each and at the end of it, those three over there will judge who wins. The only rule is no knock outs.” he paused to rake his eyes over your body with a smug grin before continuing. “everything else is allowed, and i mean everything.” he growled and you had to fight your knees from buckling. Your thoughts immediately went back to being dirty, but surely Changbin didn’t mean it like that. You had no issue with an audience but maybe he did.

The two of you got in a grappling stance across from each other in opposite corners of the ring. “Ready? Set!” Hyunjin called out and then a bell rang, signaling the beginning of the first round. You two watched each other for any weak points for a moment before you spotted that Changbin was not protecting his right side. You dove in and ducked under the arm that came out to grab you, taking ahold of his thighs and spinning into his side hard and fast. You used your calf to hook around his shin and pulled inward till he was falling over and you landed on top of him.

He moved to flip the two of you over, hooking his arm under your left leg to knock you off balance and pulling your leg toward his shoulder. He was on his knees and leaned back on his heels to lift your leg enough. Your upper back was down on the mat as you pulled your other leg up and locked your ankles together behind his head, straightening your legs so that your thighs could get a vice grip on his head. He stumbled slightly on his knees and both hands grabbed your thighs.

You took the chance to twist your body, bringing his body down to the mat as you settled on your side. You were trying to flip him underneath you but he kept your body from turning further as he shifted the two of you around so that your body was almost directly on top of him with your back against his front. You weren’t letting up on your grip on his head as you fought against him.

His grip on your thighs was bruising as he tried to pry them apart, his face turning red as you kept trying to roll over so you could get off his body and the ground. While you struggled to twist, his head slipped higher between your thighs. He was now only a couple centimeters from your core but you didn’t notice this, and unfortunately for you, Changbin did. While he was grabbing at your legs, hands going higher up, his fingers rubbed against your core through your pants before pushing against the hardened bundle of nerves.

You let out a gargled moan that mixed into a yelp of surprise at the feeling and your legs loosened momentarily but at the same time the bell rang again, signaling the end of the first round. You released your ankles and stared at changbin as he sat up and breathed heavily. Your eyes were wide and your face was red, you didn’t realize just how horny you were till he touched you. It didn’t even seem like he’d noticed what he did as he panted heavily, looking up at the three men at the table you noticed that they were various shades of red and staring you down with dark eyes. They definitely knew what had just happened.

You were lost for words, trying to wrap your head around if that was accidental or if he’d done it on purpose. Fucking hell, Binnie is really hard to read right now. You truly couldn’t tell, till you spotted the tent forming in his shorts, you smirked when you spotted it and moved your foot from where it rested on his thigh to push into and drag across his crotch. He bit back his own moan and looked at you with a raised eyebrow.

“Two can play that game Bunny~” you cooed, throwing the pet name back at him. He was red in the face for a totally different reason and god, you wanted him to ruin you. “Drank some water you two! the next round starts soon!” Jisung called out and you sent a wink to Changbin as you got off the floor, making sure to give him a good view of your ass in your shorts as you walked to the table where the three men sat and grabbed a fresh water bottle.

You tilted you head back and took a few big gulps, exposing your neck and the way your adam’s apple bobbed in your throat. Sweat dripped down the soft skin and you could feel everyone’s eyes on you, with all this attention why not put on a little show? The only one you wanted to watch your every move was Changbin, when you stopped drinking and looked at him from the corner of your eye while twisting the cap back on the bottle, you saw that his attention was locked on you while he drank his own water and you couldn’t help but smirk when you felt the pride of capturing his attention begin to bubble in your chest.

Climbing back into the ring, Changbin passed by you and landed a sharp smack to your ass, the sound echoing around the room. It stung slightly but it was definitely a lot louder than it was harsh. Changbin was having a quick hushed conversation with the other three as you leaned against the ropes and watched. The three kept looking between Changbin and you while they spoke before they all nodded, agreeing to whatever was discussed.

Changbin was back in the ring now and you both got back into a grappling stance, waiting for the bell to ring again. Once the sound rang through the gym, you were looking for another weak spot but Changbin was completely solid. You couldn’t find a leverage point, but apparently Changbin had. He was quick when he moved in and you’d tried to dodge him but inevitably you failed.

He had you down on your stomach and was pinning your hips to the ground with his thighs on either side of them. He pulled your wrist to his hips with enough force that your back was arched and he leaned forward so that his face was right next to your ear. When he did that, you could feel his half hard cock pressing against your ass and you couldn’t help but let out a small whimper. “how about we turn the heat up a notch huh? Can you feel what all your pathetic moans and whimpers are doing to me bunny?” he growled in your ear and pushed his cock harder into you.

The weight of his cock was resting between your cheeks now as he subtly continued to roll his hips against you. “You have no clue how long i’ve wanted to be inside you.” Changbin groaned and looked up at his friends. “look at them, they wanna watch me ruin you. Can’t you see their cocks are already hard thinking about watching me wreck you. They can’t even keep their hands off their cocks.” your eyes opened at this and you were in fact staring at three men palming their hard-ons while watching you and changbin.

“F-fuck… please…” you whimpered quiet enough for just changbin to hear and he wasted no time in flipping you over onto your back. You were looking up at Changbin's dark, glassy eyes that were blurry with lust. You couldn’t look away even as he got off of you just long enough to rip his shorts off, exposing his thick and heavy cock hanging between his legs. He was so hard and you could feel your insides twist at the sight.

While he was distracted, you remembered that you were still in the middle of wrestling and used your legs to hook behind his left knee and pulled him to the ground. You were quick to pin him down under your body and sit on his abdomen, his cock standing at attention behind you. “Just because i wanna fuck you bunny, does not mean that i won’t also win in the process.” you growled and rubbed your ass back against his leaking cock.

Changbin let out a groan at the stimulation before twisting his own body to try to throw you off. Luckily you caught yourself but because of the way he was grabbing you and trying to buck you off, you had to turn around so now you sat on his chest and used your hands to pin down his shins. He wouldn’t be able to get any leverage like this and you had his pretty cock by your face now. You looked up to meet the eyes of the three men, maintaining eye contact as you let your jaw go slack.

In one swift movement you had Changbin cock buried in your throat. Your nose was flush against his balls and you hollowed out your cheeks, shaking your head from side to side so your nose could jostle his balls a bit. The movement made you gag and your throat tighten around his cock as saliva pooled in your mouth. “Holy fuck! god- ah!” changbin cried out and tried to buck his hips up but from the way you had him pinned, he was immobile.

You gargled around his cock that was still buried in your throat when Changbin was able to slip his hands under your thighs and flip you over. You were in shock for a moment at the sudden change and Changbin took that moment to strip away your pants once you're pinned under his body, his face close to your core. You take his cock back into your mouth and he lets out a hiss at the feeling. He gets your boxers off and lets out a deep, guttural groan.

“Fuck- didn’t know you were hiding this from me. Look at you, so fucking pretty.” he praises you and delivers a teasing kitten lick to your hardened clit. Your eyes roll back in your head and your body jolts underneath him. He continues to tease you with licks here and there causing you to let out a desperate whine around his cock before moving your head around to release him with a pop. You gasp for air for a moment, lungs burning from not being able to breathe around the cock that was just buried in your throat.

Changbin continues licking and sucking at your cocklet, slurping sounds mixing with his groans and your own whimpers filling the room. Your legs were shaking slightly and you had to force them to work. The three men were still watching you two, Jisung had his hand in his pants to stroke his cock. Hyunjin had since tucked the waistband of his sweats and boxers underneath his balls and was stroking himself languidly and twisting his wrist over the head of his cock. Chan still remained fully dressed and palmed himself, rolling his hips against his hand slightly.

You and Changbin were still in the middle of the match, he was distracted with sucking you off and lapping up your juices so even though your legs were feeling weak as they shook from pleasure, this was your best chance to get unpinned. You took a deep breath and used what strength you could muster in your legs and flipped the two of you again, sitting back on your haunches when Changbin was on his back. He was quick to get on his own knees, ready to continue the match.

“Fuck-“ Jisung groaned,

“Didn’t expect that.” Hyunjin mumbled,

“His pussy is so fucking pretty.” Chan growled.

That’s when it hit you that none of them had realized you were trans, especially with Changbin’s surprise earlier. When Changbin removed your shorts and boxers, his body was caging yours and he’d blocked them from seeing you since your head was towards them but Changbin’s was away from them where he’d buried himself between your thighs. Your face began to burn and you wanted to cover yourself, feeling insecure.

Changbin must have noticed because in the time it took you to blink, he was behind you. He pulled you back into his chest and used his legs to wrap over yours, his feet planted on the back side of your knees and pinning your legs open so you were spread open for the men. You let out a yelp at the quick movement and tried to cover yourself with your hands but Changbin was quicker than you. He pulled your arms behind your back and used his left arm to hook around your biceps and trap them between your bodies.

“Don’t hide it bunny. Your cock is so fucking pretty when it’s hard and soaked.” he growled in your ear and you couldn’t help the choked moan that ripped from your chest. He used his index and middle finger to pull your lips apart and expose your hardened clit and fluttering hole to the other three who were watching. “Look at them Bunny. Look at how hungry they are for this pretty pussy. This pretty pussy that belongs to me now.” Changbin’s voice was deep and heavy as he purred the words into your ear.

You lifted your head from where it was pointed towards the ground and opened your eyes to see that all three of them had their cocks out now, leaking precum with reddened tips. You whimpered at the sight and Changbin pushed two of his thick veiny digits inside your heat, attaching his lips to your throat to leave open mouthed kisses and love bites across the soft skin. You back arched and you began to pant heavily and whine as he fingered you open. He hooked his fingers upwards inside of you to tease that spongy bundle of nerves nestled deep inside your walls. Your moans came out heady and desperate as you tried to grind your hips down on his fingers.

You felt your arousal soaking your lips and dripping down the plush of your ass onto the mat, squelching sounds filling the room from the way Changbin fucked you open with his fingers. You kept trying to watch the other three that were getting off to watching the two of you but the way Changbin’s fingers moved inside of you made you dizzy and made it hard to keep your eyes open. “c-close… fuck Bin! I’m-“ you cried out, desperate to cum but instead of feeling the knot in your gut unravel, you felt empty.

Changbin had removed his fingers, ripping your climax away from you. “no no no!” you screamed out and felt like you might cry. You noticed that the men in front of you had all stopped their own movements on their cocks as they trembled in their seats. Their cocks were twitching and a couple of them had their eyes clamped shut while they were breathing heavy. Changbin didn’t just edge you but somehow he edged the others too, ripping away the orgasms of 4 people collectively. Fuck- that’s hot.

Changbin leaned back against one of the poles that held the ropes up, supporting himself as he unhooked his legs from yours. His hands moved to your hips, lifting you up to sit on his stomach while he aligned his cock with your entrance. You let out a whimper in anticipation before he was slamming you down, as hard as he could and burying himself deep inside of you. You screamed out his name when your ass collided with his hips, your hole fluttering and clenching around his cock.

“Fuck! so fucking tight bunny. Sucking in my cock so well, such a greedy fucking cunt.” he groaned out and made sure he was loud enough so that his friends knew how good you felt wrapped around him. He hooked his arms under your thighs and lifted his arms so that your legs were pinned up and against your chest, spread out and on full display for the men watching. His hands found their place behind your neck, craning your neck forward to watch his cock buried deep inside you. Was he really going to fuck you in a full nelson pin?

Yes. Yes he was.

He lifted you slightly off his cock and bent his knees just enough so that he could use his legs to thrust up into you. You watched the languid drag of his cock as he pulled out of your soft walls, just to slam into you as hard as he’d done when he buried himself inside you. Then he set a brutal pace, jack hamming into you hard enough that his balls slapped against your clit, the harsh treatment hurt but in the best of ways.

He had his hips angled to hit your sweet spot over and over again, sure to bruise your cervix with how hard he was pounding into you. Your toes were curling and you were screaming out in pleasure, wanton moans filling the air as your mind began to fill with Tv static. The only things falling from your lips were choked out fucks, ah ah ahs, and a gargled mess of Changbin’s name or at least as close to his name as you could get.

Changbin was grunting and praising you as he wrecked you. “s’good. sucking in my cock so well.” even the other three men were letting out groans and moans of their own while they watched. “Feel so good. You sound so pretty. my good boy, my pretty bunny. fuck!” His hips faltered slightly in his thrusts and stars were erupting behind your eyes as you felt the knot in your gut start to snap.

“Fuck! Fu- Bin Bin Bin! I- I’m! Bin!” you were wailing now, so so close. “Good boy, cum on this cock- show them how good you are for me.” Changbin growled out and that was the final push you needed. Suddenly you were screaming as you came around the cock inside you, clenching hard and squirting all over the mat.

“Holy fuck!” Chan groaned before he spilled into his hand.

“That’s so- ngggh” Jisung whimpered before he hit his own climax

“Shhhh-shit!” Hyunjin cried and his release began coating his hand and the area of skin on his abdomen that wasn’t covered with his shirt.

“Yeah- that’s my good boy. Gimme fill you up- pump you full of my cum.” Changbin groaned into your ear, his thrusts stuttering before stilling completely when he pushed his cock as deep inside of you as possible. His own moans swimming through the fog in your brain before he released the pin he had you in, all 5 of you left panting and feeling fuzzy from your insense orgasms.

You felt like you could pass out any moment as you slumped backwards against Changbin’s shoulder, body trembling in his hold as he held you tight in his arms. Then, before either of you knew it, he felt you turn into dead weight in his arms, letting out a laugh and gaining the attention of his friends.

“Sorry to interrupt your post-nut bliss but um- he’s passed out.” Changbin called out to the three. “What?” Jisung asked confused, his fuzzy brain misfiring and unable to comprehend what was just said. “You- you fucked him so hard he passed out? How the fuck-?” Hyunjin hissed out and stared at Changbin with wide eyes, scanning your form in his lap like he was trying to figure out if he was joking or not.

“My man.” Chan said with pride and tucked his softening cock back into his pants before standing up. “ARE YOU NOT CONFUSED TOO?” Hyunjin shouted and Jisung stared between Chan and Changbin with his mouth agape. “Why would I be surprised? It’s happened to me quite a lot.” Chan responded nonchalantly and strode over to help Changbin.

“YOU WHAT!?” Hyunjin and Jisung shouted in unison, laughter filling the room from Chan and Changbin. Clearly they needed to teach Hyunjin and Jisung a few things. It was safe to say that Changbin had won the wrestling match today, you’ll just have to beat him next time.

#Han and Felix collab #han and felix 8 days of kinks #8 days of kinks #daisyhannie #chvnlix #skz smut #skz #stray kids #skz imagines #skz x reader #straykids smut #stray kids fanfic #changbin hard thoughts #changbin x y/n #changbin x you #changbin x reader #changbin smut

[little-cereal-draws]

@nonbinarylocalcryptid has put this au in my head so here are some headcanons for Odysseus adopting Astyanax instead of killing him

When Odysseus finally gets home, Astyanax is ten and Telemachus is twenty, about to turn twenty one

Astyanax is incredibly furiously jealous of Telemachus. He doesn’t know who this guy is or why Odysseus is so obsessed with him. He isn’t used to having to share his dad’s attention

He tries to come up w ways of getting Odysseus to focus only on him but he’s never successful. Either he gets in trouble for doing smth bad or he tries to start a game and it gets turned into a whole family activity

He gives up after a few weeks and sulks by himself exploring the palace and city. Odysseus eventually finds him and they have some much needed one on one time. Astyanax is ecstatic

Telemachus is incredibly furiously jealous of Astyanax. He doesn’t know who this kid is or why Odysseus is so obsessed with him. He isn’t used to having to share his dad’s attention

Him and Odysseus are trying to make up for lost time and Astyanax keeps bursting in and being super annoying. He’s so glad every time Odysseus shoos him away. He desperately needs this one on one time

Astyanax isn’t sure abt Penelope. She’s very nice, makes an effort to connect to him, and Odysseus hasn’t stopped raving abt her for as long as he can remember. But hearing abt someone in a story is different from actually meeting them. She a total stranger. He warms up to her after a while but for the first month or so, he’s very shy and apprehensive around her

He doesn’t consider her his mom tho, only Odysseus’ wife. He used to think calypso was his mom (she would be the first woman he would be old enough to remember and they lived w her for most of his life) but now he’s content to not have a mom. He only needs his dad anyway

After about a year or so, both Astyanax and Telemachus begrudgingly accept that they’ll have to share Odysseus. They’re both not thrilled abt it but they’re not angry anymore either

Telemachus is a self sufficient adult at this point and spends a lot of time doing his own thing. He’ll go on trips, go hunting, attend his parents’ court, try to woo maidens, debate policy and philosophy w the advisors (which can get pretty complicated when his parents join; his dad especially loves having battles of wits), etc

Astyanax is a preteen and very curious abt what Telemachus is getting up to and what the adult life of a prince is like. He followed him secretly at first but quickly got found out. Telemachus thought it was kinda weird at first but then was a little flattered

He started letting Astyanax accompany him (to an extent. Long trips and wooing maidens are off limits lol). But he’ll take him to court, on quick trips, to his fighting lessons, to intellectual debates, etc.

Penelope isn’t so sure but Odysseus is adamant that learning by experience is just as valuable as structured lessons and they should just be happy that they’re finally getting along lol

The only part he has a problem w is the trips. He’s already anxious when Telemachus leaves on his own but when he takes Astyanax too… The thought of potentially losing both his sons, them taking years to return, or them being harassed by the gods eats him alive. It’s terrible to watch. He doesn’t eat, barely sleeps, doesn’t do any work. The only thing he does is sit by the door to the palace and wait for them to come back. Not even Penelope can soothe him

It’s worse when they go on a boat. Even if they’re only taking a one day trip to the city next over, he’s literally shaking w stress. Instead of sitting by the door, he’ll sit in Poseidon’s temple and do nothing but pray for their safe passage, not stopping at all for food or sleep

Telemachus has offered to leave Astyanax so he feels a bit better but he insists that he’s fine. It’s more important that the two of them bond, form good relations w their neighbors that will benefit them when they’re the king, and become more worldly. He’s fine. He swears it. He’s fine

Telemachus has taught Astyanax how to shoot a bow, how to track animals, how to identify plants, and how to basically do anything that doesn’t involve living on a boat lol

They’ll spar too. Astyanax is much better than Telemachus was at his age and Telemachus is a little jealous abt it. If he didn’t win anyway bc he’s bigger and stronger, he definitely would be angry

It’s weird tho bc he’ll be like “how did you learn that move? It was super advanced." And Astyanax will just casually be like “dad taught me after we fought a harpy.” And Telemachus is reminded that this kid has spent more time w his dad than he has. He never got to have his dad teach him how to fight but this other kid did. It’s not fair. He pushes it deep down and ignores it

Astyanax is aware of what happened to his biological family. Odysseus told him when he was eight. He was a teary mess, barely able to get the story out, but Astyanax wasn’t distraught like Odysseus expected. Astyanax was quiet for a long time, thinking, then went off on his own for a while but by the time it was night, he seemed to have moved pass it

He didn’t remember that family so he wasn’t very upset. He definitely thought it was messed up that he was taken in by the enemy that killed his whole family and destroyed his city but Odysseus was nice and it beat being killed too so he wasn’t complaining

Sometimes he’ll lay awake and wonder what his life would’ve been like if he had grown up in Troy tho. How his biological dad would’ve raised him. How different his life would’ve been if he hadn’t been constantly moving around and fighting for his life. As a kid, he can’t even begin to imagine what that would feel like bc he’s never known it. But by the time he’s grown, it’s different

Telemachus is on the throne now; Odysseus retired and just hangs around now. There are rumors that he's gone mad and even tho it's 100% false, he does nothing to stop the rumors bc he thinks it's funny and likes to mess w ppl

Astyanax is in his mid to late twenties now and he's feeling like he doesn't belong in Ithaca. He looks different from the rest of his family, he's got a much darker and complicated past than most of them, and every time they talk abt war in the court he can't help but get angry and closed off

Tho to Telemachus' credit he's a very fair king and does his best to avoid war and getting involved in other people's wars. That's how he lost his dad for so long and he's not making Ithaca go through smth like that again

Astyanax decides that he needs to see Troy. What's left of it, any new civilizations that replaced it, anything he can find. He's a little worried about the trip across the sea but figures if he did it once before, he can do it again

There's nothing when he gets there. Most of the wood has rotted and the ground is black and charred. He can walk the Greek camp based off the burnt fire pits, the tent peg holes in the earth, and the rotted outlines of the thick wall. The field in between the camp and Troy is littered with swords, spears, arrows, shields, and the occasional chariot wheel. Troy is a ghost town. The only thing left are the great walls. The inside is baren and empty

When he returns, he's furious. His "dad" destroyed his entire civilization. Except for him, no mercy was shown. It was a horrible, monstrous thing to do. (He's forgotten the memory of how much Odysseus cried telling him what he did)

He goes off on Odysseus. Odysseus is partly resigned (he knew this day was coming and he’s in the wrong) but he’s still a stubborn ass who resorts to violence instead of talking things out so the fight gets pretty explosive. It stays an argument but only just barely

They both have swords in their hands when Telemachus comes in. He tries to talk them down and pretends he doesn’t know what the fight is abt even tho the whole palace can hear them yelling

Astyanax asks for Odysseus to be executed, banished, or otherwise punished in someway. Telemachus won’t do it. Astyanax is furious that he’s not taking his side. Telemachus didn’t see what he saw. He didn’t lose his whole family and get kidnapped by the man who murdered them. He has no idea how it feels to have your whole world flipped on its head

Astyanax debates fighting both Odysseus and Telemachus but decides against it. He storms out, gets on a boat, and goes back to Troy. He wanders around there for a while until he finds a civilization to join

Years go by. Odysseus dies, Telemachus has his own kids and grandkids. His hair is starting to go gray. Then one day a messenger runs in announcing the approach of a foreign army

Telemachus runs out to see the threat and a fleet of twelve boats is abt to enter Ithaca’s harbor. At the prow of the biggest one is Astyanax, torch in hand. He’s going to burn Ithaca like they burnt Troy

The prophecy is fulfilled

#sry this started out cute w family fluff then got dark #odysseus #the odyssey #epic the musical #Astyanax #Telemachus #Penelope

[bringinubackto2014]

How the creepypasta's would be in a relationship.

Jeff The Killer

•He's probably the worst to date tbh. I don't see him as a misunderstood uwu boy, no he's manic. He'd get less assholey the longer you were together though, but in the beginning expect being insulted more than greeted

•He wouldn't be physically affectionate either. Maybe you'll get to hug him once or twice, but for the first year or so if you try to initiate something expect to be pushed away. But maybe once he trusts you (it'll take years) then he'll cuddle you once in a blue moon.

•A goodish thing about dating him instead of the others, he doesn't get jealous, and if he does its only a little bit. He probably wont care too much if you do leave him, but if he grows it love you A LOT he'll just kill whoever tried to take you, simple as that. (just an extra thing I feel like he'd want to give you the mouth scar he has to claim you as his)

overall rating 5/10, it would suck dating but he's hot so ill give him that

Eyeless Jack

•He's really quiet, so don't expect verbal praises or compliments too much. But he's definitely more loving than Jeff. But he probably loves way more easily, it'll take a good 9 months for him to realize that he doesn't ever want to kill or eat you, and that he's found someone he cares for.

•He's super strong and tall, maybe around 8 feet. But he has a sleeper build (idk if that's the right term), this dude looks skinny but he could crush your head with two of his fingers if he wanted to. So he always has to be gentle, he'd be really scared of touching you at first

•Before he found love in being affectionate with you, he would offer you organs (how sweet), to be honest, he'd probably want to propose by giving you a ring stuck in a kidney. (He's a true romantic)

overall rating 7/10 he's great but your gonna have to drive everywhere since he's blind and the smell of human organs get a little gross sometimes

Ticci Toby

•He says that he doesn't trust people at first, that might be true but when he met you. oh God his trauma spilled out so fast. He didn't mean to spill it but it just kinda came out

•Once he found out that he could trust you he loved you with all his heart. He gets really shy but he'll compliment you all the time under his breathe. He wouldn't anitiate hugs/cuddles or anything and it'll take him a while to get comfy with it. But once he does he'll never want to stop holding you

•He has a lot of anxiety attacks and mental breakdowns. Do NOT touch him when thats happening, he can't control himself. So he'll either hide in the woods or sit in Jack's room until he feels better

overall rating 9/10 he's pretty much perfect other than the breakdown things, but he goes on TikTok and I feel like he goes thought depressed vent pages (like the ones made by kids who got yelled at their parents once.) and he quotes them a lot so its kinda annoying

Jane (she's mine guys sorry)

•Kinda like Jack she's very quiet and distant. It takes FORVER to get her to trust you so until then expect one sided convos. Once she does open up she'll express her love verbally, but rarely and she speaks so quiet its hard to hear

•She's a writer, she'll write you love letters, in the beginning she'll hide them, but eventually she'll let you read some. Only some. She'll also write poems as well, she would make a whole book of poems she wrote for you.

•It'll take months for her to take her mask off, she'll need constant reassurance about her face and her scars. If you do her makeup in the style of her mask (gothic kinda) she would marry you. right then and there

overall rating 10/10 nothing is wrong with that perfect woman

#creepypasta #jane the killer #jeff the killer #ticci toby #eyeless jack #headcanon #creepypasta fandom #jeffery woods #ticcy toby #relationship #love

[sudzymactavish]

I don't know if you dislike people ranting to you, so delete if it annoys you. But why are so many straight women writing the most messed up type of fanfics you've ever seen and thinking it's okay😭. Like there's so many women on here who always write x reader fanfics as with female reader described like 90 pounds, 4 feet tall and extremely weak and easily manipulated, who's partnered with a huge muscular male character who is 3x her size. Reader is always extremely small and weak and innocent minded and almost childlike in the way that she's written. And the writers describe the male character as having "one hand big enough to wrap around your whole waist" and stuff like that and then make the male character that throws reader around and beats her and sexually abuses her and stuff like that. It's so gross.

And then there will be like 900 likes on the post and all these straight women saying how much they loved it and it was so sexy when the reader got abused and assaulted and asking the author to make more. Like wtf!! I must have blocked over 200 blogs by now that are all just like this. There's so many women writing incest and pedo stuff too. Yesterday I saw a Leon Kennedy x daughter reader nsfw and I was just thinking how gross it is and how just looking at this stuff kinda ruins my childhood characters because I loved those games and now they're making my favorites do the most messed up shit. I'm not saying that male readers don't do it, but like 95% of the time it's women that are ones glorifying r-pe and abuse like it's something sexy, when it's not. Just nasty. And stop writing y/n to be coded like a child and stop making her a small helpless baby that gets treated violently by the character and letting people read it like it's something sexy. It's not sexy to be r-ped. Just stop. Please.

THIS IS SO REAL.

Everytime I see a feminine reader getting 🍇ed it makes me sick. And the reading being like a skeleton? Ew...

So let's write something about fem!reader being BIGGER than the men. 141 + a few other charaters.

John Price

That man would be begging for you. Pet names like "queen" and "ma'am" are heard around the base and at home referring you you. He's in love with you, as you almost swallow him in each hug and cuddle. He loves it.

John "Soap" Mactavish

Even if you are bigger than him, he still protects you. A glare and an occasional cuss-out in Scottish to anybody who thinks they can steal his bonnie. And if someone dares to make fun of your size...? They'll have a scar to remember.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

He would make sure you're comfortable. Being a big woman could cause maybe your feet to hurt, or pain in your neck from trying to not bump your head on the ceilings. He'd always have some chocolate and a movie set up, just for the two of you.

Simon "Ghost" Riley

I don't think he'd really mind size. He loves when you pick him up though, even if he can't admit it. The way your hands wrap around him as he's embraced in your figure... oh yea, he's in love with his big girl.

Graves

Oh he'd be a menace. He'd say weird stuff like "she's a tree and I wanna climb her." But once he actually started getting feelings for you, all the weird comments stopped. Opening doors for you, doing paper work for you was suddenly happening all the time.

Makarov

He'll admit, he was a bit threatened. He expected his new secretary (after he killed the other one) to be, well, small. So he could keep his power. He wanted to return you, or maybe just kill you, but when he actually met you? You were in charge after that.

König

He'd be surprised at first. Someone who's finally bigger than him would probably have him shocked. When he got used to you, he totally fell in love. Head over heels. He'd take you out to dinner, buy you jewelry. You loved his presents, but in his eyes you were his precious diamond.

Shoutout to all the big girls, WE LOVE YOU ‼️‼️❤️❤️

Also anon, would you like an emoji?

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