#୨୧ — mira writes!
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nfl reiner braun tears his alc and requests the best surgeon to work on it. he gets, youuuu, sweet smelling pink doctor coat wearing you and he can’t even take you serious when you’re going over his chart or requesting to feel the muscle with those pink gloves on. you even look younger than him and he’s telling you: “darlin’, listen… im a big deal around here and i need someone to help fix me not give me a boner.” or something like that and you almost don’t have the heart to tell him that you’re the best that there’s ever been at this hospital.
RECOVERY, reiner braun !
୨୧ — pairing: footballer!reiner braun x fem!reader
୨୧ — synopsis: this doctor’s got a hardheaded patient! it’ll take some effort to convince him of your effectiveness . . .
୨୧ — contains: ( 1.4k words of . . . ) modern au, slight nsfw (more like suggestive!), footballer!reiner, surgeon!reader, fem!reader (black coded), reiner has an ACL tear, reiner’s touch-deprived/sexually frustrated, rei’s kindaaa conceited (just a little bit!), palming, minors shoo!
୨୧ — mira’s note: ramona, my love! i adore all your reiner concepts, they’re always sooo perfect 🎀 thank youuu for sharing your rei-rei thoughts with me :) now here’s a lil drabble for my gorgeous man! (not really proofread thoroughly, i apologize for any typos or mistakes!)
isopropyl.
it’s all that reiner can smell. he’s a healthy man, he hardly belongs here— in this chilled surgeon office with the most pale, unflattering lighting. the parchment-like exam table paper rustles beneath him with every stretch and maneuver he makes, and his weight is enough to pry a creak out of the treatment table every now and again.
a recurring clack of footsteps and the whine of the door lets reiner know that you, the ‘sexy doctor lady from earlier’ has returned from reading his screenings. he wasn’t able to catch your name amidst the splitting pain from his acl tear, so that’ll make do in the meantime.
you set down your clipboard and turn to face him. your dear patient appears a bit mussed from the big game that took place earlier— his golden hair’s all fluffy and wild, that red football uniform of his is streaked with the green of the field, and his left cheekbone got a little scratch somehow. you’ll make sure to dab that with rubbing alcohol later.
“your vitals are well above average.” you commend. his reply’s a mere grunt. he can’t bring himself to take you seriously. just fucking look at you; pink latex gloves pulled over manicured hands, welcoming eyes all doe and shiny, with a sweet glossed smile that he won’t forget for days to come. he hates having to meet such a beauty under these grim circumstances– after all, you’re the kind of woman he’d take out on a date.
“lucky for you, mister braun, your injury isn’t a complete tear . . . so your recovery time shouldn’t be too long. it’ll last about six months, give or take.”
he isn’t listening.
reiner isn’t even sure of when he began to space out; your lips are just so plush, so alluring. his surname sounds sweeter than it should when falling from your mouth. before long, you clear your throat. it’s enough to snap him out of it. “i’d appreciate your undivided attention, sir. we’re currently going over your healing plan— ”
“lemme ask you, sugar,” he interjects with a low rasp. reiner braun’s well known around these parts, and you can only assume that being such a big deal has gotten to his head. what he says next throws you off, “when’s the real doctor comin’ in, hm?” it’s hard to remain professional, but you do. no furrowed brows, no scrunched up face— nothing but a tight, forced smile.
you suck in a breath through your nose, maintaining composure. “what makes you think it isn’t me, mister braun?” he can hear the tinge of vexation in your voice. clearly, this footballer has struck a chord or two.
“you’ve got pink gloves on, barbie.” he snarks out a laugh, just a bit mean. he’s much too handsome for such a condescending tone.
you bring a gloved hand flat to his chest, pushing reiner back into the examination table. his breath catches in his throat when you knead your fingers into his thigh, right where the tear resides beneath firm muscle. you’re assertive, and goddamn, does he love it.
“i’m your doctor.” you assure, voice firm. he groans out at the calculated pressure; it feels good. makes the throb of pain fade, just a bit.
“you’ll have to put some faith in me, hm?” your tone is warm, words soft and patient in a way he doesn’t deserve. reiner can’t lie, it was crass of him to have undermined you that way.
“my apologies, doc.” he addresses you in the rightest way he can. it’s his tiny little way of making amends.
“so, how long— fuck, how long did ‘ya study for?” reiner tries for small talk, voice low and shaken. you’d like to believe that whatever left his lips just now wasn’t a moan. no, it was more like . . . a groan of pain, perhaps?
“about six years. graduated early,” no wonder you look just about his age, if not younger. all his previous doctors were just as old as his parents.
“smart and pretty, huh?” he graces you with a feeble grin, a white gleam of teeth surrounded by neatly trimmed stubble. it’s safe to say that he’s your hottest patient up to date.
you continue on with prodding into the thick meat of his left thigh, and those throaty whines of his make you feel a way you simply shouldn’t.
it’s been a while since reiner’s been touched this way. he knows it’s just a regular inspection for his stupid injury, but he can’t recall the last time a woman’s splayed their hands on his body. he’s always busy with football this, training that. there’s never any time remaining for hook-ups, talkless of a relationship. that being said, it isn’t long before he begins to grow excited.
“m— mister braun,” you call out, voice airy, “you seem a little, um . . . worked up.”
“huh?” his eyes flit up to meet yours. you lock onto his honey-brown pools of desperation.
nothing else is uttered. you wordlessly direct your gaze towards his crotch, and give him a knowing look. reiner finally catches on— he fucking knew he felt his bottoms getting tight. hesitantly, the blonde lifts his head to peer down at his pants. surely enough, a boner’s prodding at the centering cloth of his football shorts.
“goddamn,” he drops his head back onto the examination table, bashfully throwing his forearm over his eyes. humiliation eats at the proud man, reducing him to a jumble of hormones.
you can hardly bring yourself to contain your chuckle, which makes his reddened cheeks burn further. it seems that his bodily reaction to your skilled hands has given him a sense of humility at best, and embarrassment at worst.
“i’ve never been appointed to a lady before . . .” is his hushed excuse. he’s still got his eyes shielded with his arm— he can’t even fucking bear to look at you. it’ll only spur him on further.
‘i turn you on?’ is what you’re just longing to question him. you know that you do— he’s been looking at your lips with bated breath since he got here. not to mention the peeks he’d taken at your ass whenever you turned around to read his chart or grab a cotton ball.
it’s quite bold of you— more like dangerous— to bring your ministrations upwards, closer to the ache under his pants. you’d tell yourself to stay on task, but professionalism has long been thrown out the window.
your gloved hands trail mischievously, placed directly atop reiner’s hard-on. warmth radiates from your palm, and you squeeze. his eyes blink shut, hips gently bucking upwards. his tear burns from beneath his skin, but he doesn’t fucking care. he bets he could cum from your hands alone.
reiner eventually manages to pull his arm away from blocking his viewpoint, chest heaving with every passing second. if you were to use your stethoscope on him, his heartbeat would be nothing short of erratic.
“trust me, mister braun,” is your reassuring whisper, “you’re in good hands.”
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hiiii, may i request headcanons 4 aib characters dating chishiya’s younger sibling? ur writing is amazing <33
˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ SUGAR CRUSH aib characters dating chishiya’s younger sibling (headcannons!)
note: thank you sm! i really liked this request but i found it kinda hard to write bc chishiya is so difficult for me so i apologise if it’s kinda short <3
hikari kuina —
- after she befriended chishiya he finally decided to introduce you to her
- she fell for you the moment she saw you smile kindly at her
- chishiya amusingly watched your love story unfold
- he’d find any opportunity to tease her about you
- i feel like chishiya would tell her embarrassing stories from your childhood which she’ll enjoy while you’re dying from embarrassment
- in turn she’ll make jokes to him about how good you are in bed which will disgust him so much he’ll find a way to run as far away from her as possible
- i feel like chishiya honestly wouldn’t really care who you date and he won’t really come in between your relationship
- unless he really despised the person which isn’t the case for kuina
mira kano —
- she would have known from day one that he was your brother
- when chishiya found out he realised that he knew absolutely nothing about mira except for the fact that she was good in heart games
- that made him wary of her and he subtly warned you about it
- when that didn’t work he made sure he always joins the games you play with your girlfriend to make sure she doesn’t do anything to you
- they kinda share you so you never hangout with both mira and chishiya
- mira wouldn’t really care about your brother so you never really talked about him
- chishiya however was slightly concerned about you but he never did anything more than going to games with you and her
- when you found out she was the game master you were as shocked as the others
- at first chishiya thought that perhaps you knew what your girlfriend was doing but after taking one look at your shocked face he knew that wasn’t the case
morizono aguni —
- istg these two have a silent war going on
- chishiya won’t be too happy when he opens your door and sees you and aguni kissing in your bedroom
- he’ll find a way to insult the militants in every conversation that he has with you
- aguni won’t do anything to him tho because he’s your brother and he knows you care about him
- but god this man almost rolled his eyes into his head when chishiya’s around
- if it had been any other person chishiya would have just stayed out of it but he is almost addicted to irritating aguni while knowing he won’t do anything to him
- one time it was so bad that aguni refused to be in the same room as your brother for a week
- hatter would be proud of him for finally getting a girl tho
rizuna ann —
- this woman could care less who you were related to
- and besides it’s not like she has anything against your brother
- chishiya though would see this as an opportunity to get on her good side for if he ever needed her skill set
- but it didn’t really work
- still if he’d ever ask you to ask ann to do something for him she’d do it if it’s nothing to bad
- but you’d have to return the favour later tho
- ann would question you about your brother just to make sure he isn’t manipulating you into anything
- these two are a little bit too similar so they’d stay out of each other’s business
ryohei arisu —
- arisu had absolutely no idea you were related to the guy he remembered from the five spades game when he first met you
- you weren’t doing anything when he saw you in the lobby after a game
- his eyes practically turned into hearts when you laughed at something the person in front of you had said
- and his little crush didn’t go unnoticed by chishiya who saw this as the perfect opportunity to use him for his plan
- your brother specifically told kuina to introduce you to arisu and make it known to him that you were his younger sibling
- after that he’d ask arisu to help him and when he saw that he wasn’t going to agree he mentioned you being sad that he won’t join
- this man had to hold back a smile when arisu agreed while asking if you were also going to be there
- while chishiya knew you thought arisu was hot he didn’t think that you’d actually date him
- so that came as a slight surprise
- when chishiya betrayed him, he had thought you were just acting like you were interested in him until you risked your life to save him
- he’s still holding a grudge against your brother but he other than that there isn’t anything huge going on between them
suguru niragi —
- i swear chishiya thinks you’re delusional when he found out that you were dating him
- he’s displeased with the fact that he could be sometime somehow related to him and he’s very vocal about it
- 50% of the time he makes fun of how stupid niragi is the other 50% is him making fun of you because you’re dating him
- although he’s not very vocal about it he would be worried about you
- niragi would taunt your brother by kissing you in front of him
- at some point chishiya tried to manipulate you out of dating niragi but that didn’t go as planned
- when you caught niragi’s interest he hadn’t expected for you to be chishiya’s little sibling
- he only found out when you were making out in your room and your brother barged in without knocking whatsoever
- he whines to you about how annoying your brother is but other than that he doesn’t really care that he’s related to you
- when chishiya set your boyfriend on fire and you found out you weren’t really happy
- kuina had to hold you back from jumping on him tbh
- even though you promised to yourself that you would never talk to your brother again he somehow wormed his way back to your heart again
- you eventually forgave him for it bc he’s your brother and you were sure that niragi wouldn’t let that slide
- speaking of him, you’d take care of his burn wounds for him but you weren’t an actual doctor like your brother
- so you used whatever knowledge you picked up from him
- tbh it would be tiring to date niragi while being chishiya’s younger sibling
takatora samura —
- you would have caught his eye while you were talking with kuina
- he wouldn’t have really known that you were chishiya’s sister because you weren’t exactly identical
- you would have noticed him lingering around any room that you were in so you decided to talk to him
- he was slightly surprised by your laidback approach and didn’t say very much
- after that encounter he continued hanging around you until chishiya noticed
- when your brother found out about his infatuation with you he’ll be around you more than ever
- bc samura doesn’t know yet that he’s your brother he’d be kinda pissed that he’s constantly around you
- when he found out though he didn‘t really care
- chishiya would dislike him and he’ll let you know
- he’d talk about your boyfriend as if he’s a dog
- but other than that i don’t really think they’d interact much
yuzuha usagi —
- she would have met you through kuina
- you were absolutely breathtaking to her and she’d blush anytime you even looked at her
- chishiya immediately noticed how usagi liked you so he used it to his advantage
- anytime he noticed that she was skeptical to meet up for the plan he’d carelessly mention that you’d be there which changed her mind immediately
- she’d know pretty soon that he’s your brother because you didn’t really hide it
- when chishiya betrayed her and arisu you were really pissed
- you had saved her from niragi but she was less trusting around you which you understood
- eventually you were able to convince her that you weren’t like your older brother and that you would never betray her
- chishiya wouldn’t really care that you’re dating her and usagi would only have a slight distaste because he betrayed her
- but other than that they were both alright with how things were
©cupidsheqrt , 2022.
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Desperation - Javier Peña
Plot — [ofc] Jackie is visiting Columbia for a short getaway and meets a man who can satisfy her…In more ways than one.
Part 2 here.
Warnings: horrible spanish sentences + grammar (bare with me y’all i haven’t studied in a few years), speaking of spanish there is quite a bit of spanish conversation in (mostly in the beginning but some during the… act), some typos (edit: i did a lazy proofreading) smut (MINORS DNI beyond this point).
Smut Warnings: this will be disgustingly long and descriptive and perhaps a little awkward to read so this is your warning now, cocky!Javi (as expected), unprotect piv (it's a story y’all std’s don’t exist in this timeline), choking, hair pulling, light (?) slapping (out of praise), squirting, good girl bombs, daddy bombs, oral (f & m receiving), LOADSSSS of pet names, anal + (judge me 🤗), drinking + tipsy sex, vaginal creampie, possible ooc javier?
Word count: 6.9k (i didn’t mean to i just couldn’t stop writing😭)
translations will be in purple at the end of paragraphs ! so the format will be a lil ugly but ik not everyone speaks spanish + if my spanish is worse than i remember/could figure out then i want y’all to know what i’m trying to say without having to scroll up and down [BIG SORRY]
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The warm air is thick tonight, pooling a layer of sweat over Jackie's skin as she swings her hips around to the music. Her newly made friend, Angie, startles her by yanking her arm and pulling her from the middle of the bar.
“Jackie, miras!” Angie exclaims. Jackie finds a smile playing on her lips at how pretty Angie sounds saying the most simple words; she admired how beautiful the language is, and how much more precious it sounds coming from the Colombian woman. “Este es el hombre del que te hablé,” she says while pointing to a blonde-haired man. Jackie’s lips curl downward as she examines him, impressed with his leather jacket and choice of haircut. “Se llama Steve Murphy. Èl es muy, muy lindo, ¿verdad?”
[Jackie look! // That's the man I was telling you about. // His name is Steve Murphy. He is very cute, right?]
“Meh,” Jackie mumbles, “No es mi tipo, pero… Tú y èl, veo, pero ¿conmigo? No.” She looks from Angie back to this Steve Murphy, suddenly seeing a man just as well dressed by his side, but much more her type. Dark hair, tan skin, and pants that give her flashbacks to the 1970s (which made her all the more interested as hers were as well). He seems a little more brooding than the other man, but Jackie isn’t one to back down from a challenge especially when it consists of getting a fine man like this one’s number. “Angie… ¿Quién es el hombre en la derecha?” She wonders while looking at her friend.
[He's not my type. I can see you and him, but me? No. // Angie, who is the man on the right?]
“Hmm,” Angie mumbles. “No sè. ¿Por qué?” She drunkenly giggles. “¿Crees que él lindo?”
[I don't know, why? You think he's cute?]
Jackie scoffs, batting her eyes back at the man whom she makes eye contact with. She maintains the stare they are sharing while she responds with, “No. No lindo. Él es sexy.”
[Not cute. Sexy.]
“Well,” Angie urges in English which catches Jackie's attention once more. “Go say hola, perra.” Jackie laughs at her friend’s persistence and stumbles over her heels after being gently pushed. The man watches her strut over to him and his friend, eyeing her outfit up and down and making the mental note that she’s not dressed like the average Colombian woman.
[perra = bitch]
American? He wonders.
“Buena,” she says after reaching their bubble. “¿Cómo estáis?”
[Hello, how are you (guys)].
“Somos bien,” the dark-haired man says with a cheeky smile, “¿y tú?” Jackie watches his eyes follow the curvy lines of her legs and hips. He finds the way she bats her eyes a huge turn-on for a reason he cannot explain and he almost falls to his knees when she sends him a more-than-obvious flirty smile.
[We're good, you?]
“Mas o menos,” she shrugs earning a curious looks from the two men, “me sentiría mejor si me dijeras que eres soltero.”
[More or less... I'd feel better if you told me you were single.]
“What’s she saying?” Steve asks with a questionable expression.
“She’s flirting with me, shut up,” Javi utters out of the side of his mouth. Jackie threw him off of his own game, making him feel slightly incompetent but it intrigues him nonetheless. Although he finds her formality a bit strange. “Eres Americana?”
[Are you American?]
“Sí. Mi español es poco formal, claro… Espero que encuentre lindo… Mister.” Jackie sends the tall man a sensual look through her eyelashes, watching his partially exposed chest rise and fall with anticipation. She hopes that maybe he will find her lack of cultural exposure cute or funny enough to keep him intrigued which works wonders on him — he chuckles at her words, admiring her confidence despite the jab he made.
[Yes, my Spanish is a bit formal, of course... I hope you find it cute.]
Why is she here, he thinks, vacation? School? Family? Relocating? He wants to—needs to know more.
“Sí, sí. Eres formal, mm-hmm, pero no limitada,” he adds before offering her a cigarette. She takes it gently and he swears she has the touch of an angel, though he is already a bit tipsy so he might just be being dramatic.
[Yes, true. You are formal, but not limited.]
“Cómo se llama, Papacito?” She daunts seductively after he lights her cigarette.
[What's your name?]
“Me llamo Javi, y el es Steve.”
[My name is Javi and this is Steve.]
“Ah-huh, my friend thinks you’re sexy,” she says to the blonde man. She raises an eyebrow as if she misspoke. “Well, cute. She used the word cute.”
Steve obviously blushes, but slaps his hands on his knees and shakes his head bashfully. “Lo siento, but I am a happily married man.”
[lo siento = i'm sorry]
She feels a bit saddened for her friend but Angie always bounces back fast, so Jackie turns to find her friend dancing in the crowd on a random guy; laughing she looks back at Steve and shrugs. “Looks like she’s already forgotten. She knew you by name though, you come ‘round here often?”
“Yeah, sometimes,” is all he says. He senses the tension between his colleague and Jackie but notices the tension in Javi's pants a little more.
Jackie squints at Steve for his shortness but regains focus on her original intention. She raises her head to watch Javi fold his glasses into his shirt pocket, trying her best to not drool over the prodding veins in his arms or the peak of hair on his chest. Instead, she maintains eye contact (with the occasional glance at his lips) and takes a small step closer to him.
“May I pull you away from your friend?” She asks, just barely speaking above the music. Javi catches the briefest glance into the gaping space between her cleavage and chest, in fact, the glance is so brief that Jackie doesn’t even notice it. He begins to think about what her nipples looked like as well as if she has any hidden tattoos anywhere and if she did, then what would they look like? He can see she’s not one to wear a bra so that makes him wonder if she’s not wearing panties either.
“Only if you tell me your name,” he says hoarsely.
“Jackie. Jackie.”
Jackie Dawns, what a pretty name, Javi thinks, very fitting for the beauty standing in front of me.
She catches Javi looking towards Steve for permission to which Steve doesn’t give him much of a reaction or response, just a sly smirk. Growing impatient, she grabs one of Javi’s hands and pulls him gently. “Only for an hour or two,” she promises.
Well, the hour or two slipped away pretty fast and the sun is beginning to set painting the sky oranges and pinks. The pair can’t seem to get enough of each other, it certainly rolled Steve’s eyes more times than anybody could count, who, by the way, is beginning to regret not bringing his wife as they had originally planned. Watching Javi and Jackie dance together, whether it was slow or fast or romantic or sexual, makes Steve realize how little he has done to show his admiration for his beloved spouse so he gets up from his seat after paying for their drinks and walks towards the tipsy couple.
“Hey, Javi, I’m gonna get home to the misses,” he says in his real thick accent.
Jackie notices the time on a clock nearby, immediately feeling guilty. “Sorry, I musta let the time slip,” she says.
But Steve shakes his head. “No, don’t apologize. Real quick though, when a lady becomes your wife does she still want flowers?” Jackie squints at him again but with more annoyance laced throughout her features. Steve takes that as a yes and nods stiffly. “Flowers it is.”
“Get her flowers she actually likes, not roses just because they're a classic.”
Steve stiffens up even more. “I—…” Guilt riddles his face and Jackie gives him an incredulous look, basically calling him a lousy husband without actually saying it. “I’m gonna go now, uh… See you in the office Monday? All right, bye Javi.” He gives Jackie wide eyes indicating either annoyance or intimidation. “Jackie.”
Javier laughs at Steve as he walks out before turning back to you. “I think that’s the first time I’ve seen him speechless,” he laughs.
“Dumbass doesn’t know his wife’s favorite flower,” Jackie as well. She places her hands on his chest and he smiles down at the red nail polish on her long nails. “See something you like?” She flirts after they’ve begun swaying to the music again, both of them noting the Phil Colins song Another Day in Paradise playing.
“Your nails are pretty, just like you,” he practically coos. She touches her nose to his warm one and smiles big and wide. “So… What are you doing here in Colombia?”
“I could ask you the same,” she says, “but because you asked first… I am in medical school.” Javi gives her an impressed look which bothers her, but not for any reasons he could control. “I hate it. It’s not what I wanna do.” She slowly puts space between their faces so that she can look at the specks of sunspots barely showing along his cheekbones.
He shrugs. “So why do it?”
She scoffs and looks down for a moment. Her nails tangle together behind his neck and her cheeks blush at the way he looks at her. “Because my parents would cut me off if I didn’t go.”
“So?”
“You say it like it’s simple.”
“It is.”
She slaps his chest playfully. “Stop using that tone, it’s rude.”
He chuckles. “Sorry, honey.”
Jackie finds herself smiling even harder at the nickname wishing she could hear the way it rolled off of his tongue a hundred more times before the night ends. He has a way of speaking that makes her feel like a teenager in lust again. She feels his hands dip an inch below her waist, and if she could take him on one of the counters nearby she would have her way with him. Those sultry brown eyes of his are the only thing she is praying to see for the rest of the night, though she is willing to sacrifice looking at him if it meant him fucking her through an orgasm.
But she played it cool. A little too cool for Javi’s taste.
“What d’you mean? It’s simple?” She asks.
He wishes he wasn’t so nonchalant about it, knowing good and damn well it’s not that simple most of the time. But he knew what he truly meant. “You won’t get to enjoy any pieces of your life if you ask for permission for everything.”
Jackie is amused, her expression not hiding it either. “Oh, this is coming from the grown-ass man who was about to ask his coworker to dance with a pretty girl?! That is rich.”
Javi takes the hit with stride, using her laughter as a reason to bring his lips to her ear. “You know if you like asking for permission so much… I can make you beg.” He pulls back to look into her now idle eyes. “All you gotta do is ask,” he teases in a whisper.
“What kinda car you drive?”
“Uh…” He is confused by the change in topic. “Cherokee, why?”
“Bigger than mine.” She slowly steps away from him to the door nearby. “I hope that’s okay, Mister?” She pouts at him, waiting for a few seconds.
He pushes the door open and walks behind her. “It certainly is, honey.” They reach his car and he leans her up against the trunk door, hanging his head over hers. “The sunset looks beautiful,” he speaks quietly, gently tracing his calloused fingers over her smooth jawline.
“You’ll look even more beautiful once I get you moaning my name,” she mumbles against his lips.
While he certainly did not doubt her abilities, he wanted to appear stronger than that. “Oh, mi amor, I’ll get you speechless before I’m done with you so then you can beg me to stop.” She shuffles her legs a few times to relieve some tension on her clit, to no avail of course. She’s hoping he’s not all bark and lives up to the aura he gives off. Javi noticing her prolonged silence smirks and gives her lips a sensual kiss. “Looks like I’ve already done it.”
Rolling her eyes, she can’t contain her smile. “Your dick better be good, you little cocky smart ass.” He laughs and opens the passenger door for her, but she just lets herself into the back seat. “Drive somewhere secluded.” He obeys without question, and after only about five minutes of driving he sees her moving in the backseat but before he can process what’s happening she sits her panties over his jean zippers.
He adjusts his rearview mirror so that it’s down on the seductress and sees her eyes reflecting a devilish grin his way. Then he sees her hand trail over her slit, watching her pretty red nails work wonders around her folds to get her juices flowing. He can see that as desperate as she is to please herself she is saving her most sensitive bit for him. His foot presses harder on the gas pedal causing her to giggle; he looks at her reflection again and watches her spread her slit open for him to see. He lets out a heavy sigh and palms his stiff length through his tightening jeans.
Javi makes it to a secluded part of a beach not too long after, wasting no time getting in the back seat next to Jackie; he moans loudly when he presses his lips to hers in hunger, loving the way she clings to him so perfectly. He lays her on her back and gently curls his nails over the outside of her thighs making her whimper. He savors the taste of tequila on her tongue and the smell of her Love’s Baby Soft perfume.
As their tongues tangle together Jackie reaches between their heavy bodies for his belt buckle. He lifts his hips a little to give her more room to work with, but she fumbles over her own eager hands regardless. “You’re an impatient little thing, aren’t ya?” He laughs over her chin once his pants are unzipped. “Gonna have to teach you some manners.”
“Oh yeah?” Jackie quips, Javi responding with a hum. “How you gonna do that?” She coos while palming him beneath his briefs.
“I can show you better than I can tell you, pretty girl.” She moans and giggles at his response, throwing her head back on the seat and running her hands up his back just to dig her nails into his shoulder blades, dragging them down his back. He hisses at the pain but chuckles regardless. He smacks this side of her thigh a little sharper than he intended, but she doesn’t seem to mind. “I was gonna be a gentleman about it, but—“
“No,” she interrupts, “I want you to use me.” Her nerves are becoming needier and needier, making her feel antsy and more submissive. She doesn’t want just to fuck anymore, she wants to feel controlled and tamed which is out of character for her. Javier normally doesn’t mind obtaining a dominant stance, but he worried he wouldn’t be able to fulfill her particular desires. She seems much more in tune with this realm than he is and the thought of not being able to please her enough crosses his mind more than once…
Much like her, however, he doesn’t back down from a challenge.
“You want me to use you?” He whispers.
“Yes.”
“Is that it? Huh?” He slides his trembling hands up her stomach to her chest to her neck, gripping it tightly causing her to choke and cough a little bit, but the smile on her face tells him to not remove his hand so he tugs at her neck to lift her face to his. “Is this what you want?” He groans. She only nods, feeling out of breath from her excitement, but grips a little tighter making sure he isn’t hurting her. “Use your words.”
“Yes.” She tries to kiss him but he pulls back feeling unsatisfied with her shortness, urging her to use her words once more. “Yes, Javi, te deseo mucho. Dentro de mi.”
[I want you a lot. Inside of me.]
“Mm, mm-hmm,” he moans finally releasing her neck, “Not yet.”
“What?” She exclaims, propping herself up on her elbows. She watches him untuck the rest of his shirt before sliding down to her naval, kissing it tenderly and sending a devious smirk her way. She jumps at the ticklish feeling, giggling out of embarrassment which he finds cute. His mustache scratches at her inner thigh where he places his kisses as she constantly bucks her hips upwards in an attempt to get his lips to her clit, succeeding after a minute or two. He forces her hips down onto the seat and glares at her. “Please, please, I’ll be so good if you do this one thing for me.”
“Well,” he says tauntingly, “that’s an offer I just can’t refuse now, is it?” He drags his tongue all around her vulva for a few seconds to see how impatient she grows but to his surprise, she remains pretty steady, so he decides to reward her with a juicy kiss to her clit.
Her body had been begging for stimulation for so long that the single kiss he gives her is enough to eject a loud moan out of her, one that was full of relief. He chuckles at her response and kisses it the same way again, only this time darting his tongue out for a quick second to get a taste of her skin. He doesn’t taste much, so he goes down to her slit, using his thumbs to spread her sopping lips before laying his tongue flat on her entrance and giving her a series of kitten licks; he moans at the combination of saltiness and sweetness, swearing to himself that he can also taste the fruity shots she was taking earlier. The mix of alcohol and hormones coursing through his body has him feeling more pleasure from eating her out than he would have ever expected. He loves the way her hair falls over her eyes, how her hands fondle her breasts and nipples over her shirt to add to her physical experience as well as his visual one, and how gentle but confident she sounds while she pleads for him to keep licking the way he is—all of the little things he normally doesn’t pay attention to just adding up and giving him reasons to keep going.
His lips permanently planting themselves atop her clit so that he can begin sucking on it is what drives her to the edge. She hits the top of her head on the door behind her from how hard she throws her head back, but she ignores the pain. Realistically she has no choice but to ignore it with how rough he is sucking her into his mouth, still managing to maintain some comfort with his slick lips. As the tingles build deeply inside of her clit her fingers go flying to grip the short hairs on his head. She feels layers of sweat pooling on her forehead and her inner thighs, and her nipples perk up indicating her nearing her orgasm. She cries his name louder and louder, before remembering she promised to be good.
She asks, “Can I come? Can I please come?!” He refuses to lift his head up out of not wanting her to lose this feeling, so he just nods eagerly onto her clit while mumbling mm-hmm’s. “Fuck,” she screams, “yes, please, please, please—“ Her pleas are interrupted by air getting caught in her throat when he clit begins to throb.
Javi almost cums at the feeling of her pussy throbbing between his lips so he lifts his hips a little to halt any friction from the seats. He shakes his head up and down to make a grinding motion on her clit wanting her to feel this good for as long as possible. Her thighs tremble around his ears and his scalp begins to sting with how hard she’s pulling; the knots in her stomach only seem to get bigger and she refuses to pull away. Not like he’d let her anyways, that is until his jaw begins to hurt. He comes up to kiss her again not even bothering to wipe his face clean.
“You wanna be used?” He asks against her lips.
“Mm-hmm,” she moans into their kiss.
“Yeah?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“How do you want me to use you, baby?”
“Use my mouth.”
His brows raise and he grins wide while she licks her juices off of his stubbly chin. “Your mouth?”
“Mm-hmm,” she repeats.
“How ‘bout…” He pauses to analyze her facial features, spotting some wet mascara on her cheekbone beneath her fallen curls; he smirks as he knows it from her squeezing her eyes shut so hard from her orgasm. “…You ride me until you’re about to cum… And then you let me fuck that pretty little mouth of yours?” She melts beneath him at his request, fluttering her eyes shut and peppering kisses along his cheeks. “Does that sound good?”
“Oh, yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, daddy,” she corrects. He gives her hip a few love taps, helping her up onto his lap. For the time being neither of them even bother taking his pants off, she just pulls his semi-hard shaft out and traces his warm tip along her folds, sinking onto him slowly. They both gasp the closeness, indulging in the feeling of him stretching her out gently. She pops a hand behind his ear, the other laying flat against his sheened chest. She feels his member twitch and grow harder inside of her, and gives him pleading eyes as she fully sinks him inside of her. “Daddy?”
“Yes, baby?” He encases her face in his clammy palms, adjusting his posture to get more comfortable for her.
“Can I come just one time on you first?”
“No, baby, I told you what I wanted.”
She whines, rolling her eyes. “Just one time, it’ll be so quick—“
“Don’t be stubborn,” he hisses, landing a smack on her ass cheek. He struggles to maintain his composure at how it practically jiggles back into his hand. He smacks it a few more times just to watch her ass move against him, grinning wide at her her body moves. “You said you’d be good for me.” She bites her lip nervously, annoyed at her promise. His dick is now fully hard and he admits, “Your stubbornness is sexy, though.”
She grins bashfully and lifts her hips slowly. “Mmm, I have that effect on you, huh?”
“Sí, mama, me gusta una reto.”
[Yes, mama, I like a challenge.]
“¿Una reto? ¿Qué eso?” She questions as she builds up a steady pace. “A challenge?”
[qué eso = what's that]
“Verdad.” He gently tugs at one of her nipples, memorizing how her discharge feels pooling around the base of his shaft onto his balls. His face contorts when she digs her nail into his chest and feels her walls swell around him.
[Correct.]
He loves the way he fits so perfectly inside of her, the way they both curve into each other is majestic for the pair. She props her feet up onto his thighs and rocks her hips in a grinding motion which makes her pussy feel tighter as he enters and exits repeatedly. His hands grip her hips so tight his knuckles slowly turn white, and he notices that she is out of breath but continues fucking him relentlessly. She had never been so needy for a fuck before; her hair is sticking to the sweat on her forehead, her shirt is clinging to her back, her hips aching from the grip this man has on her — all of these uncomfortable things and all she could think about was riding him as he told her to.
Jackie switches from a grinding motion to bouncing, rounding her shoulders so that her head isn’t hitting the roof. Javier’s fingers find their way to her top to tug some of the buttons loose. He goes to pull it off of her so she moves her arms to make it easier but ends up losing her balance which makes him slip out of her and she nearly falls off of his lap. She laughs at how evident her being tipsy is.
“You okay?” He asks after lifting her back up, placing a few kisses along her newly exposed collarbone.
Giggling some more she nods. “I didn’t realize how much I was leaning on you.”
He smiles, pulling her hands behind her waist and slouching himself further down after putting his aching cock back inside of her. “Let me help you out,” he says, his tone hinting at yet another dare. Locking her arms in place he begins thrusting up into her heat going well beyond her g-spot, but never too far. Her walls begin to spasm against his length and he grunts seemingly angrily. “You better not cum.”
Insistent, she shakes her weak head. “I’m not, I’m not, I promise.”
“Good girl.” He raises one hand up to smack her cheek lightly; she buries her cheek into his palm afterward to signal she wants him to make it feel better which he does. She holds his forearm with her locked hands, scratching at the skin nicely just to feel as much of him as possible. “Cógeme, cariño, ¡cógeme como un rey!”
[Fuck me, honey/love/darling! Fuck me like a king!]
She moans, starts bouncing on him again earning the freedom of her arms, and touches her forehead to his. “Eres el rey de mi mundo, Javi.”
[You are the king of my world, Javi.]
He sweeps her lips up into a kiss as if he were trying to swallow the words as fast as they had come out. Despite his typical confidence with women, he must admit that no one has ever made him feel the way she does. He likes the excitement and the praise, hell her looks alone were getting him rock-hard earlier. He can’t even respond with words, he just reaches his arms around to grab handfuls of her ass to bring her in closer while still kissing her sweetly. Jackie feels the pressure inside of her growing again intensify when Javi uses the pads of his fingers to rub tiny circles on her clit. She claws at his neck and shoulders to draw out the feeling as long as possible without cumming again and before she knows it she hops off of him and kneels between the small space of his legs and the center console.
She practically shoves whatever she can fit of his cock into her mouth, gagging when his tip tickles the back of her throat. His fingers tangle themselves in her hair and he pushes her head down carefully, craving the feeling of her throat closing around his dick. She bobs her head up and down occasionally stopping to take him in her throat whenever she can; a few tears fall from her eyes after gagging so many times so she pulls his length out of her mouth to stroke it with her spit-covered hands and props her mouth on his balls, sliding her tongue around every inch she could reach.
“Oh, fuck, babygirl,” he moans, “you’re doing such a good job… Yeah, you’re doing so good right now, cariño.” His muscles tense and he flinches when her thumb rubs around his tip so she goes to put him back in her mouth but he stops her. He stares at the strings of spit mixed with her precum all over her chin before enveloping her in a sloppy kiss. He moans at the taste of his cock mixed in with her juices and licks her lips much like he did her clit earlier. “Will you lay down for me right here?” He coos after wrapping his hand around her jaw, the other holding the back of her head in place. She nods and hums to confirm. “Yeah?” He smacks her cheek and it makes her smile. “You like that, princess?” He smacks her a little rougher this time.
“Yes, baby, I love it,” she says.
“Good…” He pecks her lips and taps her jaw a couple of times. “Lay back right here.” They switch spots so that she’s laying where he was once sitting and he removes his pants and boxers. Although her neck feels a bit stiff from her head being pushed up against the back of the seat she knew that once he fills her up again with his cock the pain wouldn’t even be noticeable. She eyes his thick shaft and tip while he slaps it over the skin of her pussy, her eyes growing wide when he slides the head over her sensitive bud. “You want it, baby?”
Jackie doesn’t even bother trying to come up with something witty or bratty to say, all she can say is yes over and over until he teases her dripping entrance. “Javi, te quiero mucho. I want you to fill me up with your—“ A gasp interrupts her begs of desperation after he slides the tip in slowly. He quickly readjusts his legs and pushes her thighs back so they’re flesh against her stomach. “Fuck,” she drags out, “it’s so fucking big.” He fills her up only halfway which gets her to tighten her legs around his hips in an attempt to push him in deeper but he remains idle and slaps her breast. “Please,” she whispers. After he asks what she wants she answers, “I want you—fuck, I love the way you stretch me out, I wanna feel you deep inside of me, baby.” He barely slides inside of her a little more earning whimpers from either of them but mostly her. “Please,” she begs.
[te quiero mucho = i want you so much (in this context).]
He presses his palm onto her pelvis with fingers pushing into her stomach so that she can feel him in even the deepest parts of her body. She whines out at how deep he goes, thankful he’s doing just enough to not hurt her cervix. She feels an awkward urge to pee but before she can say anything her squirt begins to splash everywhere.
“Look at that!” Javi boasts, not even thinking to stop his rhythm. “My God, girl, you are just full of surprises, aren’t ya?” Profusely blushing at his compliment she puts her hand down to signal she needs a break, but he just frowns at her and goes, “Move your hand.”
She decides to defy him and tries to wiggle out of his grip to get a reaction out of him. “No,” she quips with a grin.
“I said…” He slams her hand above her head and buries his cock deep inside of her. “Move your fucking hand.”
She sarcastically pouts. “Awe. What are you gonna do? Punish me?”
In the blink of an eye, his warm hand is wrapped around her neck. “I can do that.”
But still, she doesn’t let up, wondering how much she can get away with. “How you gon’ do it? Stick it in my ass?”
He incredulously chuckles and ponders on whether or not this is just an extremely vivid dream he’s having. He decides speaking would just egg her on to push his buttons even more so he pulls out, lines his tip up with her ass, and pushes it in slowly. She gasps with alertness in her expression—she didn’t think he would really do it. Most guys she asked didn’t, and if they did they asked if she was sure.
Not Javi. Not tonight. Not after the shitty fucking week he had. He took this woman’s confidence as a sign to take what he wants as long as the offer was on the table.
That’s what makes her even more aroused.
Watching his spit drip from his lip straight down to his dick before he slides deeper inside of her Jackie finds herself rubbing her clit and admiring the man above her. A man that knows what he wants, she thinks, and takes it? I like him. She knows the chances of them ever seeing each other again were slim to none, but she’ll always remember him.
Javi. Dark and unruly curls, soft brown eyes with harsh wrinkles surrounding them, broad but slender shoulders and calloused hands that touch her so gently, and a voice so deep it nearly rumbles inside his chest.
She bites her lip trying to ignore the pain she feels. Instead, she focuses on his mannerisms: his chest rising and falling while he slides his length inside her tight hole. The way he will pause to glance up at her ensuring her comfort. He feels her tighten around him so many times he was sure it must have hurt but every time he looks at her he sees her pleading for more with her pretty and low eyes. He manages to get about two-thirds of the way in before it becomes too tight for him.
“That feel good?” He questions, pursing his lips anxiously after she says yes. He spits a couple more times to help relax her muscles, but he notices her eyebrows furrow. Placing a few kisses on her forehead he tells her, “I got you, honey. Tell me what you need.”
“I’m fine, it’s just been a while,” she chuckles nervously. “That’s good!” She squeaks when he settles at a steady pace. He smiles down at her and slips his tongue into her open mouth, moaning at the sound of her whines. He rubs his thumb over her clit and fights her tongue with his own, letting her into his mouth eventually. She moans at the taste of her still on his lips, digging her knees into his sides and tugging at the ends of his hair. Her wetness overflows onto his cock helping lubricate her entrance. She tightens around him to add more stimulation for him and that causes him to collapse atop her body. His body is overwhelmed but he can’t get enough of how dirty she is by letting him have her—all of her. “Quiero hacerte amor con mi culo, papi,” she shouts. “Mi cuerpo te pertenece.”
[I want to make love to you with my ass, daddy. My body belongs to you.]
“Tu español suena mejor con mi reata dentro de ti, ¿sí o no?” He grips her ass to lift her hips higher, to make her more level with him.
[Your Spanish sounds much better when my dick is inside of you, no?]
Jackie trembles in his arms, crying out at the feeling of constantly being stretched out by him. “Claro, claro que sí,” she screams breathlessly. She reaches to grab the door nearby as she doesn’t want to scratch him and her fingers wipe away some of the thick fog on his car windows. She glances outside and notices how dark it has gotten, but she didn’t want him to stop edging himself inside of her. She sees how much he loves being in her mouth, her pussy, and now her ass, she just doesn’t know how much more pounding she can take.
[claro = of course; claro que sí = of course it does (in this context).]
Sweat drips down from his temples to his jawline from the thick air inside of the car and the amount of restraint it’s taking him to not finish inside of her ass. He isn’t sure where she wants it, so before he cums for her he pulls out so suddenly it takes her a few seconds to realize he’d done it. “Where do you want it, babygirl? Hmm?” He whispers against her ear.
“Hmm?” She questions.
They nibble and kiss each other enjoying the small break. “My cum. Where do you want me to cum?”
“Wherever you want,” she speaks strongly with a shrug of her shoulders. “Didn’t I just tell you that my body belongs to you, daddy?”
His eyes roll beneath his heavy eyelids. “If you had to choose…” He says regaining his composure (or what was left of it).
“If I had to choose?” Jackie grabs his dick and lines it back up with her vagina, forcing her hips forward to push his tip inside of her. “My pussy.”
He likes her answer so he just presses the rest of his dick inside of her. “Mm, I’m thinking right…” He rubs the deepest parts of her with his swollen shaft. “Here.” Her nipples harden at the feeling of him grinding himself against her walls and the stubbly hair on his pelvis tickles her clit enough to elicit a few moans from her. “You’re still so goddamn tight for me, my fucking God.” She clenches even harder around him at his little praises, telling him thank you and littering kisses all around his neck and shoulders. “Sweetheart, if you wanted I would fuck you every day.” At last, he pumps in and out of her, telling her, “You’ve been such a good girl for me tonight… You anything else you want me to do—do for you?” He grips her ass even harder, holding off his nearing orgasm as long as possible.
Her fatigued eyes barely open to look up at him, and she sloppily pushes her wet baby hairs out of her face. “I ju—oh, I just want to feel your cum.”
“Yeah?”
She cups his face in her hands lovingly with a persuasive smile on her lips. “I want you to empty your balls inside of me.”
“Oh, fuck.” His face drops into the curve of her neck.
She feels his cock twitch inside of her and it encourages her to keep talking. “I want you to fucking use me, use my pussy to cum. Yes!”
He buries himself as deeply as possible for a few thrusts, and she feels him pouring his seed inside her. Their moans and pleads mixing in the air is just enough to get one final, but short orgasm. Nothing near as powerful as before but an accomplishment for her nonetheless. He pushes his shoulders up and off of her to give their warm bodies a sense of space, but he fails to stay up for long and lands right back on her chest once again which gets a tired laugh out of her.
After a short while, he pulls out and spreads her shaky legs apart to watch his cum slowly pour out from between her wet lips. Admiring how pretty her messy body looks he leans down to place a warm kiss on her clit one last time. She flinches at the feeling but remains still in her position. She rests her eyes and runs a hand over her stomach.
He remembers that he has some napkins in his glove compartment, reaching for them and then carefully cleaning her up before he cleans himself. He sees how much more worn out she seems than him so he helps her move to give him space beside her, then twists her legs into his lap. He grabs his cigarettes from the car floor along with a light; he pops one in his mouth and hands another to her.
The pair are silent for about five minutes as neither of them feel the need to speak immediately to fill the air. They want to enjoy their highs and prolong it with nicotine. After they smoke up half their cigarettes and air out the car a bit by rolling a window down an inch or two Javi finds himself the first to break the silence.
“¿Cómo estás ahora?”
[How are you doing now?]
“Muy, muy bien, querida. Thank you for being so gentle with me.”
[querida = love/dear/darling]
It takes him a moment to realize that despite the domination she was seeking from him she still wanted to be cared for. “Of course, sweetheart. You don’t need to thank me.”
“Mm,” she groans before tossing her cigarette out of the window just before he does the same, “I know that, but you’re a man who deserves all the praise.” He smiles at the comment, reaching a hand between her hair and jawbone. “You never answered my question… Why are you in Columbia?”
“Work, confidential bullshit.”
She reaches for his chin to give it a small pinch. “I’m sure you’re amazing.” He scoffs and shakes his head. “Come ‘er.” They move so that he is lying between her legs and his head is resting on her chest.
“Hey, Jackie?”
“Yeah?”
“What’s your favorite flower?”
She laughs loudly at this and plays with his hair while she thinks of her response. “Tulips. I love tulips.”
“Tulips, eh?”
“Don’t be surprising me at my job with some damn flowers now.”
He pops his head up defensively. “I’d have to know where you worked to do that… Where do you work?”
They both laugh and she gives him a tender kiss. “I actually don’t work right now, I’m living off of trust fund money.”
��Ah, where do you live?”
She frowns seemingly offended. “I am not telling you where I live after only knowing you a day!” He can see through her bullshit easily. She wants to see him again, she’s just being cautious. Not like he blamed her for it, but he found her attempt at lying cute.
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𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐋𝐆𝐈 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳. ( a compilation of Seulgi being herself while being adored by the members)
𝗠𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗦𝗧.
Warning: english is not my first language so I apologize for any mistake.
When she gets distracted while the members discuss comeback ideas.
୨୧ And maybe we can write that unicorns- Midge?...Are you still with us? - Destiny asked the youngest member, waiting for an answer from her, even though Seulgi was busy building a castle of pink paper, but don't ask me how. - ...Oh? Yeah, I....Agree with everything you said.
୨୧ more scenarios - keep reading
When she and the members go shopping and she finds something cute.
୨୧ I think we can go lunch now, I already found those beautiful heels that I was in love! - Said Mia, while the rest of the members approached with their hands full of bags from different stores. - I mean, we could, if we hadn't lost Seulgi, again. - Mirae grumbled, crossing her arms as the members spread across the mall looking for the youngest, who was found by Violet. - Sis, what happened? We're already leaving. - The youngest seemed to have founded gold, smiling from ear to ear. - I found this cherry lip gloss that is super cute.
When Niki tries to help her study and she loses focus.
୨୧ Here you see, it's not that difficult if we do it this way- Focus, pretty. - Niki said with his deep voice, gently touching Seulgi's chin making her bring her attention to him. - S-Sorry, I was distracted, again. - The boy's face softened when he made eye contact with her, how could he be mad? She was the cutest when seen distracted.
When she teases her favorite oppa.
୨୧ Jeonghan oppa, do you want to do this challenge with me? - She asked the oldest, showing him the video, he shook his head and smiled. - Why not? All the cool young people are doing it. - She whined, standing in front of him trying to convince him with her aegyo. - Seulgi-a, don't look at me like that. You should go to the streets play with your friends, in my time these things didn't exist, we had other cool things. – Yeah, like dinosaurs and the teletubbies.
When she needs a hug.
୨୧ oppa, can you give me a hug? Riki went to the bathroom. - She opened her arms while jay was in front of her, he couldn't deny her if he tried, she was his little sister since i-land, and nothing would change that. - Of course I can, come here. - He wrapped her in his arms and stroked the youngest's hair. - Okay, I'm here now, let go. - A very sulky niki would say that, whining as he pulled seulgi towards him. - Mine.
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୨୧ ABOUT ME ୨୧
Name!୨୧ : girlbloggerdelrey !!
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favorite actors/film makers!୨୧ : Florence pugh!, Anya-Taylor-Joy!, Julia Roberts!, Angelina Jolie!, Sandra Bullock!, Natalie Portman!, Sofia Coppola!, Winona Ryder!, Johny Depp!, Leonardo DiCaprio!, Mia Goth!,
favorite song writers!୨୧ : Lana Del Rey!, Melanie Martinez!, Lady Gaga!, Gloria Trevi!, Luis Miguel!, Kali Uchis!, Tyler, the creator!, Ayesha Erotica!, Joey Valence & Brae!, Cults!, Vendredi sur Mer!, Gwen Stefani!, Nicki Minaj!, TV girl!, Rosalia!, Gorillaz!, Insane Clown Posse!,
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favorite movies(for each season) !!
spring movies! ୨୧ : sleeping with the enemy!, Emma!, Marie Antoinette!, pride and prejudice!, 10 things I hate about you!, Notting hill!, Pearl!,
summer movies! ୨୧ : IT!, midsommar!, I know what you did last summer!, JAWS!, clueless!, legally blonde!, Aquamarine!, Call me by your name!, Texas chainsaw massacre!, The virgin suicides!, Christine!,
fall movies! ୨୧ : Gilmore girls!, Halloween!, The twilight saga!, Coraline!, Harry potter!, moonstruck!, Scream!, Nightmare on Elm St!, Carrie!, Monster house!, trick 'r treat!, Scary stories to tell in the dark!,
winter movies! ୨୧ : Home alone: lost in New York!, The shining!, American psycho!, Edward scissor-hands!, The sixth sense!, The thing!, Gremlins!, Silent night, Bloody night!,
୨୧ I will be continuing to edit this!!! ^^ ୨୧
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₊˚⊹♡ marion/mari | 8teen | writing for twst
୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ "mira mira on the phone, who's the most beautiful of them all?"
reqs open!!
other blogs:
@marion-go-round
⋆˙⟡♡ "I wanna be with you"
[any works that are posted are mine and mine only. do not steal or i will find out.]
#twst x reader#twisted wonderland x reader#mari's tea time#mari's books on the shelf#mari's visits to other dorms#phone -> m.list#mira mira -> rules#beautiful -> intro#new pinned!!
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Hey! I’m not sure if your requests are still open, but I was wondering if you could write a Dolores x fem!reader that’s like the heartthrob of Encanto? Like the reader is really pretty and smart and nice and she has lots of people crushing on her including Dolores. But Dolores is too shy to tell the reader cause she thinks that R doesn’t like her back but the reader actually does like Dolores back but she thinks that Dolores is in love with mariano but then they confess and end up together. You don’t have to write this if you don’t. Thanks in advance if you do and btw, your stories are so good. Have a nice day!
˗ˏˋINOCENTE ´ˎ˗
︰୨୧・꒱ ────IN WHICH: two unconscious girls that fell for each other admit their feelings for one another.
‹𝟹 %: in this story isabela was never with mariano bc if she was, then poor mariano falling in love with girls who like the same gender </3
˚ · . dolores madriglal x fem!reader.
Y/n L/n was the angel of Encanto. Always helping in the village and complimenting peoples works. Her sweet smile drives everyone crazy, her soft glowy skin that everyone wished to caress. Her aura could make anyone smile in a second.
And then theres Dolores Madrigal, the sweetheart. She preferred to live with flowers and books, in quiet solitude. She enjoyed very peaceful places where she couldn’t really hear the loud chattering of people. Often reads to clear her mind off things.
What did the two girls have in common? They are both in love with someone they think they can’t have. Y/n had people confessing their love to her almost every two weeks and Dolores... well she constantly has to hang out with Mariano, the boy who was madly in love with her.
Everyone thinks that Dolores and Mariano are dating. They would be perfect for each other, everyone thought. Two pretty humans! Imagine how ethereal their children would be!
Dolores laid in the living room sofa, face burried in an interesting romance book. She ignored the suspicious giggles of Mirabel and Camilo and continued reading but soon got interrupted by the loud noise of someone tripping over.
She quickly dropped her book and covered her ears as fast as she can, startled by the noise. Her gaze shifted over to the door frame, seeing Mirabel cursing at Camilo, who was on the floor, in Spanish.
“Uhm Mira and Cami?” She questioned, head tilting to the side. “Oh haha hey prima! Uh-” Mirabel said awkwardly, looking to her right as if she was reading something. “Did you hear the news?” She asked her cousin who was struck with confusion.
“What news? I think i would’ve already known” Dolores replied. Her ear twitched at the sound of Camilo muttering a small “shit” on her right. Mirabel’s eyes widened, she turned her head quickly to the right, adjusting her glasses.
“Oh well it’s about Y/n!” Mirabel added. Dolores’ face blushed pink at the mention of her name. “What about her? Did something happen?” She panicked, sitting up.
Mirabel was quick to neglect so Dolores wouldn’t stand up. “no,no,no, nothing bad- i guess.” Mirabel responded. Dolores rose an eyebrow, very concerned of what happened to Y/n. “It’s just that she is moving away uh tomorrow! Yeah tomorrow and so you need to confess- I mean, you need to say goodbye to her” Mirabel stuttered out, it sounded like she has been practicing the sentence.
Dolores gasped and stood up immediately after the shared news. She sprinted out the living room, almost knocking Mirabel down as she left Casita rapidly. She was leaving tomorrow?! She needed to confess her love for her before she left.
Dolores slightly lifted up her skirt so she wouldn’t accidentally step on it while running to the girls house. She rushed a wave at everyone who greeted her as she speeded to the house.
Once she reached Y/n’s house, she knocked on it and took a deep breath. The door slowly opened, revealing the messy haired angel with a coffee in hand. “Hello?-” She managed to let out tiredly but Dolores rushed a love confession. “Y/n, I love you so much, I know we never talk or interact and that you’re probably dating one of the handsome perfect boys that are in love with you but i promise they’ll never be more in love with you than i am. I just can’t get enough of you, your voice, your smile- everything about you is dreamy and i just couldn’t let you leave without letting you know that i’ve liked you for so long” The girl said so quickly that it was hard to breathe.
Y/n stood there with her mouth open and eyes wider than normal, almost dropping the mug of dark coffee. “I- What?” She spoke out in shock. Dolores sighed sadly at her response and looked down at her red slippers. “I understand if you don’t feel the same way” She said, tears in her doe eyes.
Y/n’s eyes softened at her glossy eyes. “No, Dolores. I understand.” She responded softly, lifting Dolores’ head up with her delicate hand. “I feel the exact same way. I’ve been admiring you from afar, your beautiful features” She spoke as the pad of her finger gently traced hearts on Dolores’ soft face.
“Please don’t go” Dolores whispered. Y/n shot up a confused face at her. “What do you mean?” She questioned. “You- You’re leaving tomorrow, aren’t you?” Dolores asked.
Y/n chuckled in confusion. “Whoever told you that is lying!” Y/n laughed at the girls surprised face. “Oh i’m going to kill them” Dolores whispered to herself while Y/n grabbed her hand with a giggle. “Come on, i just made pastelitos de guayaba y queso!” She dragged the curly haired inside her home. Dolores smiled, forgetting all the negativities she was overthinking about 2 minutes ago.
#dolores madrigal#dolores madrigal x reader#dolores my beloved#dolores headcanon#dolores fanfic#dolores x reader#encanto x reader#encanto fanfic#encanto#encanto headcanons#encanto dolores
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begging you for more cowboy reiner smut 🧎🏾♀️
i’m absolutely loving the way y’all adore cowboy rei-rei as much as i do! 😩 im currently working on lengthier fics/requests for him, but im gonna spew out some of the dirty lil thoughts i have in the meantime:
this farmboy is a nasty man, i tell you! cowboy!reiner can, and will, take you at any given time of day. to him, every location on this barn is a suitable place to fuck. sometimes he’ll dick you down near the hay bales, or six-nine with you in the little cottage that he hand-built last summer; hell, he’ll even raw-dog you in the goddamn kitchen on his momma’s favorite countertop— he doesn’t care. he’s always this close to bending you over the counter, pulling down his custom denim jeans and making a complete and total mess out of you. though the rounds are satisfying, they usually go by fast ‘cause he knows he’s got chores to get back to afterwards. that’s why he fucks you like it’s the end of the world— no time to waste when you need to feed the cattle by 3pm, right? rei-rei’s a feen for quickies, okay! then later on, when the day’s work is done and he finally has time to himself, he’ll use the opportunity to handle you thoroughly, and do all the things he didn’t have the time for earlier. by the next morning, you’re still feeling the linger of him on your body. the dull ache around your hips reminds you of the countless positions he folded you into, all his dirty words . . . quite a nasty man, indeed!
#cowboy reiner#reiner braun#reiner smut#reiner x reader#reiner x black reader#thanks so much for dropping by! mwuah 💕#— harmoni answers#— (1-800-luvrgrl!)#— (.reiner)#— (reiner drabbles!)#— (drabbles!)#— harmoni writes#i love love loveee cowboy reiner#reiner braun smut#reiner x black reader smut#reiner braun x black reader#reiner braun x reader smut#reiner x reader smut#୨୧ — isla writes#୨୧ — mira writes!#౨ৎ — 𝓂𝓎 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈!
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(arranged marriage with reiner!! you’re expecting some cruel man and he’s just nothing of the sort and he takes his time getting to know you and falling for you before the idea of sex; and boyyyy the sex… first man to ever make you come)
˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ ARRANGED, reiner braun !
omg mona! hubby reiner is everything to me— especially since i’ve been meaning to write something like this for a while >< after the marriage (which you begrudgingly went through with,) you think you’re gonna hate him; that he’ll be heartless and demanding. what i love most about this is that reiner easily proves you wrong! contrary to your former assumptions, your new husband is kind. makes you proud of being ‘missus braun.’ he’s compassionate and dedicated to you and the future family you’ll make (assuming that you’re together for the sake of an heir!) speaking of an heir . . . it isn’t long before you’re expected to have his babies.
before any talk of kids, he’d spent the first few months of your marriage trying to be a good husband— a man you can rely on, someone you can tell your deepest secrets to and laugh with. from the moment your relationship became legally bound, he’s been trying his best to not only see you as a wife, but as his closest friend. once that bond is made, once you’ve built trust, he deems you ready for him. and god, is he the gentlest man on earth. his large calloused hands are capable of the softest strokes. and he never thought you’d be so eager to feel him in this way. deep down in his heart, reiner believes you’re made for him. on the night of his first attempt at impregnating you (the thought of which excites him more than it should), he makes sure to fuck you good— hard but slow, the exact way you instructed him to. he needs you to enjoy this just as much as him. with thorough thrusts and pressured rubs to your clit, five minutes was all he needed to get you undone. you think you’ve finally fallen in love— both for him and that thick cock of his. reiner’s the only man capable enough to make you feel this good, he turns out to be the best you’ve ever had.
when you’ve both had your fill, satiated after three lengthy hours of love-making, he stays. nobody else has. hell, he even goes as far as to wiping you down and tucking you in, slipping underneath the sheets beside you. strong arms encircle your waist and pull you into the firmness of his chest. his skin’s warm, so you press a kiss to it. initially, this relationship was never of your own will. you’d even threatened to run away and leave him at the goddamn altar. but now? you can’t even fathom missing up on a man as rare as reiner braun.
#ARRANGED MARRIAGE GONE RIGHT IS MY FAVORITE THING IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD#i love it i love it i love it#i’m even working on something similar to this right now! (ofc it’s with reiner 🤭)#thanks so much for dropping by! mwuah 💋#୨୧ — inbox!#— (moots!)#— (ramona!)#୨୧ — mira writes!#❥ — reiner!#— (drabbles!)#— (reiner drabbles!)#reiner braun#reiner smut#reiner aot#reiner x reader#reiner x black reader#reiner braun smut#౨ৎ — 𝓂𝓎 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈!
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What do you think Reiner and his s/o would argue about in a relationship? I can't imagine it would last long
BACK TALK, reiner braun !
SYNOPSIS — just a fluffy lil drabble about reiner wanting to take care of you. he doesn’t want to argue, but you’re just so stubborn…
CONTAINS — 1k words of . . . fluff, fem!reader (black coded), “girly-girl” reader, reiner feeds you, lowercase intended, just sappy stuff with this caring gentleman <3 (kinda sorta self indulgent!)
this is a tough one, nonnie…. only because maturity is reiner’s best attribute! picking a problem with you is the last thing this man wants to do, and he’s very slow to anger. you’re right about any disputes not lasting long! even if he tried, reiner can’t stay mad at you.
the most that could happen between you and him are petty squabbles about preferences, something dumb like waffles over pancakes! the pair of you ultimately laugh it off and end up cuddling once all is said and done. It’s hard to envision a topic that could stir such a reaction from him to the point where he’s arguing with you. i think the only thing that would get him going back and forth in an “argument” is if he’s worried about you, but you decide to be stubborn with him.
for instance, you’re tired and have been studying all day, and he just wants you to allow yourself to relax. but! you’re persistent on finishing up your assignments. he’d probably grow upset and insist that you deserve a break . . . (veryyy self indulgent ‘cause i’ve been studying for a gajillion tests lately!)
dull thuds of reiner’s heavy footsteps upon carpet announce his entrance into your room. he strolls around your cozy little home-desk, the one he helped you build a couple months back when the school semester first began. it’s adorned in sanrio stickers galore and polaroid pictures of you and him, nostalgic square photos secured with baby-pink thumbtacks. reiner circles you with a brooding silence, flitting his eyes from the slideshow on your laptop screen to your scribbled notes. you feel him linger behind your chair, but opt on saying nothing.
“baby, c’mon…” reiner calls out, his tone borderline pleading, “you’ve been here for hours.” from behind your seat, he inches in until he’s close enough to rest his weighty hands on your stiffened shoulders. reiner’s warm palms rub along the junction of your neck. it’s helping— he can see it in the way your body slackens in your swivel chair.
“i gotta prep for tomorrow’s test,” his touch brings you to release a lax hum, but you don’t allow yourself to dwell on it for long. the fleeting moment of bliss he provides ends too soon, as you smooth out your oversized baby-pink tee-shirt and begin to refocus on your work.
“have you eaten?” he asks. the shake of your head brings about his frown. you could surely get your work done without depriving yourself of basic needs… all he wants is for you to be well taken care of. “no, not yet.” you spare him a glance before looking back over your laptop.
reiner’s hand shoots out, grabbing your chair and turning you halfway-round to face him. the closeness of his face to yours makes it seem like the perfect opportunity to press your lips to his and linger there for a while. instead, you remain still, choosing a safer route by stealing glances of his handsome attributes. your eyes run across his prominent collarbone peeking through his low-neck sweatshirt, the slight clench of his firm jaw, most especially the raw concern swimming in his honey-golden eyes. “why not?” reiner questions, with his brows drawn tight in worry. you whirl back around, for the sake of your own resolve.
“because i’m studying, reiner.”
“no, you’re cramming.” he corrects. reiner can read you like a damn storybook; it’s almost as though he knows you more than his very own self. “at least i’m drinking water,” you raise a bottle from your desk for emphasis. water sloshes in the cylindrical confines as you set it back down, “happy?”
reiner rolls his tongue and prods at his inner cheek. he decides to pay no mind to your little attitude. “water’s fine, but you need food.”
“a meal would be too heavy for me... i’d probably end up falling asleep.” you haphazardly shoo his suggestion, scribbling bullet points onto your notebook.
“so a snack would be better, then? your favorite fruit is in the fridge downstairs.” reiner turns on his heel, intent on coming back with a bowl of nicely-cut strawberries and mangoes. you reach out, clasping onto him forearm before he zips out of your room and descends the flight of stairs. “it’s okay, reiner.” you assure. the ends of your manicured nails ghost his wrist.
“is it really? ‘cause it’s hard to believe that you don’t want me to get anything at all.” he quirks up a thin brow as he says it. reiner knows just how much you need his support— you’re simply choosing to act like you don’t.
“i’ll get somethin’ to eat later, i promise.” with the twirl of your ballpoint-pen, you’re back to writing. this is his third time checking up on you, and you give him the same answer with every visit. all this stubbornness has gone on long enough.
“you may be busy, but you’re also tired.” he's quick to snatch the pen from your hands, right in the middle of you scrawling a sentence onto lined paper. “hey! reiner, give it—”
“nuh-uh. stop bein’ difficult about it.” he plants a large hand onto the back of your macbook and shuts it closed. you do an over-exaggerated huff, make a pout, throw in a bratty eye roll— he doesn’t care for it. what you need is to allow him take care of you. he can’t let his darling work herself to death, now can he? not in a literal sense, but he wouldn’t forgive himself for allowing this to continue.
“i’ll be right back, okay? and for the love of god, don’t open that goddamn laptop.” he makes his leave. you hear the faint hum of a microwave. it doesn’t take long for him to return, with a steaming plate of food in hand. reiner takes joy in replacing that stupid notebook of yours with the reheated dinner that he cooked up for you over an hour ago.
he pulls up a seat, scoots in close, and brings a hot forkful up to your mouth. “don’t argue. just eat, baby.”
this sly man knows that it’s your favorite food. you have no energy left to brush him off. finally, you give in. with a soft ‘ah’, you allow reiner to feed you. there’s a satisfied gleam in his eye as he stuffs your mouth with bite after bite.
“it’s good?” he softly asks. you cover your mouth while chewing, giving him a sheepish nod. “mm-hm.”
“you feel better, don’t you?” reiner nudges your shoulder with his broader one. you don’t try to fight the smile overtaking your lips. “i do…” you relent, looping your arms around his neck. he firmly hugs you in one arm, and uses his unoccupied hand to hold onto the ceramic plate. over half of the food’s gone.
he hears your quiet, sincere ‘thank you’ murmured into his chest, feels your frame relax against his. “good.” reiner sighs into your hair. he wants you to put yourself first, every single time. “that’s good.”
#reiner x reader#reiner braun#reiner braun x reader#reiner fluff#reiner braun fluff#I’m so so sorry it took so long nonnie . . . 😭#these tests got me busy as a bitch right now!#— harmoni answers#— (anon!)#— (drabbles!)#— (reiner drabbles!)#— harmoni writes#reiner imagine#reiner x black reader#reiner braun x black reader#reiner x black reader fluff#reiner x reader fluff#୨୧ — isla writes#୨୧ — mira writes!#౨ৎ — 𝓂𝓎 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈!
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someone, anyone, please just slap me in my face and scream at me to finish this damn vampire!suguru wip . . .
#i wanna write it sooo bad#but i just open the doc & stare at it for a while . . .#then i close it & go back to scrolling on tumblr like i don’t got shit to do#VAMPIRE SUGURU I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART BABY I’LL GET TO YOU SOON ENOUGH </3#୨୧ — mira yaps!#❥ — suguru!#— (wips!)#my wips#vampire geto#❥ — rambles!
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Do you have any Reiner fic recs?
hii violet! here are some of my favorite reiner fics!
note: these fics are nsfw, and some may contain dark content, so MDNI!
• “the tiniest notion” by @titan-fodder
• “unravel” by @blessedlance
• “all over me, all over you” by @hhawks
• “adrenaline rush” by @bokutosdove
• “service to the crown” by @everenthralled (ON AO3!)
• “spread ‘em” (black!reader) by @hellavile
• “stuffy bunny” (black!reader) by @sanwioz
• “pretty girl” by @1252291
• “kiss me” by @fierydiamond
• “to love a traitor” by @peachy-momos
• “head to head” (feat. porco) by @bokutosdove
• “three’s a crowd” (feat. eren) by @piecksz
• “buttercream” (feat. bertholdt) by @ghost-party
#i need reiner content for my wellness#— harmoni answers#— (moots!)#not sfw!#— (💕) harmoni loves reiner#reiner fics#reiner braun x reader#reiner braun smut#reiner braun#reiner smut#reiner thirst#reiner x reader#reiner x reader smut#reiner x black reader#reiner fanfics#୨୧ — mira writes!#୨୧ — my writing!#❥ — reiner!#— (reiner drabbles!)
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MUSCLE MOMMY MIKASA . . !
mikasa’s the kind of girl who doesn’t draw the slightest granule of attention. she keeps to herself and stays unnoticed, sitting at the very back of the lecture hall. she lives in her own little bubble, with chunky headphones blasting indie rock into her piercing-adorned ears. mika subtly taps along the desk with ink-black stiletto acrylics, shortened black bangs swaying over her steel-gray eyes. in truth, you hardly see much of mikasa ackerman outside of classes, aside from catching notice of her long patterned skirts and striped long sleeves when she’s walking to the library or grabbing lunch at the mess hall with eren and armin.
on an especially productive day, you head for the university gym to break a sweat and make progress on building your glutes. it’s upon arrival that you see mikasa, toned body sheen with sweat. exercises that would be considered strenuous to others, she pushes through with the utmost ease. it’s your first time seeing her in a sports bra, and you’re close to audibly gasping— has she always been this fucking ripped? you never would’ve thought that such a defined pack of tight abs belonged to her. it must be the magical work of all the layered clothes that cover up her physique and leave you none the wiser. you’re almost entirely sure that she has just as much muscle as the campus jock, reiner.
in awe, you eye the flex of her thick thighs with every hip thrust she does. you can hardly focus on the lateral raises you’re supposed to be doing, especially with all your attention being fixed on mikasa as she pumps over two-hundred pounds of weight. you question whether or not she can feel your hot stare running across her sightly stature, drinking in her solid biceps and perfectly round glutes. more importantly, you’re wondering if she’d be okay with doing you the favor of pulling you into a nice, firm chokehold . . .
#GYMRAT MIKAAAA#the mikasa brainrot I’ve been having lately is getting wilder with every passing day#I don’t talk about her enough but! I love that girl mika!!!#thinking of her muscles makes me fucking vibrate#like girl I should riding them thighs!#— (.mikasa)#mikasa ackerman#— (drabbles!)#— harmoni writes#mikasa#୨୧ — isla writes#୨୧ — mira writes!#౨ৎ — 𝓂𝓎 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈!
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i’m workin’ on this vampire!suguru fic, and when i tell you that it’s getting lengthy . . !
#veryyyy excited to finish this!#i love vamps and which better character to write as one than sugu?#it’s already at 5k and i haven’t even solidified my thoughts yet . . .#it’s gone be a long one mhm!#୨୧ — mira yaps!#❥ — suguru!#— (jjk!)#vampire suguru#vampire geto#vampire getou#— (wips!)#wips#my wips#❥ — rambles!
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Moni Mo Stick with me here but imagine Space Cadet! Reiner and Reader. Like they're both in competition with each other to finish school first to rub it in each others face that they got their ship and crew first. And fast forward when they finally got their crew they find time to sabotage each others mission.
hii indie 💕! I’m loving this prompt right now fren 😩 let’s get into the space stuff!!!
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you and reiner are constantly neck-and-neck, trying to one-up the other like a bad, unbreakable habit. it often led other cadets to believe there’s some sort of… romantic tension brewing, underneath all the bragging and contempt.
You round the corner of the halls of Astro Corp, making sure to approach Reiner just as he leaves his Engineering class. Your eyes rake across his tall, brawny form. That deliciously fitting, navy-colored space force uniform hugs his biceps in the rightest of ways; not that you’d ever openly admit it.
Your shoulder intentionally bumps at him. “It’s you.” He scoffs. That’s just yours and Reiner’s unique form of greeting. His sideways smile, surrounded by neat blonde stubble, looks as teasing as ever. It’s hard to distinguish whether it comes from a sense of rivalry or admiration.
“I completed my Astronaut Candidate Program.” you make sure that your tone is jabbing as you announce it. That proud grin of yours is enough to make his heart double over.
“Oh?” Reiner prods his tongue at his inner cheek. The cunning blonde grins, like he knows something you don’t— like he’s playing along. “Did you, now?”
“Mhm. I’m even part of the crew for the next expedition. Don’t miss me too much when I’m gone.” To that, he laughs. It’s low and borderline mocking. You hate just how much you love the sound.
“What’s funny?” You click your teeth. He regains himself, head shaking. “Please,” he cocks his head slightly to the left, a mannerism you noticed in him since your early cadet days. “Guess who’ll be leading the crew.”
Your mouth goes agape. His cocky little grin is annoyingly attractive. “It can’t be— it’s you?” He always found a way to counter any achievement of yours. Of course, you always found a way to do it right back. A never-ending cycle.
“Guess we’re both goin’ places,” Reiner sighs. “I just wonder,” He leans in, closer until you can see the specks of green in his golden irises. “How many accomplishments can I rub in your pretty little face before graduation?”
He knows just how to fluster you. Your heart picks up and you can’t get it to relax. But to your delight and his dismay, you don’t openly lose composure. All he gets is the roll of your eyes as response. “Oh, screw you, Braun.” you seethe, but it’s playful. “You’re too busy trying to flirt with me to get anything done.”
That surely pulls a reaction from him. He begins to deny with snark, and you retaliate. This happens all the time, but you and him never tire of it. You’re beautifully menacing to each others in your own special little ways.
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#I love the concept of reiner being a naughty teasing kinda guy because he just IS!#ty so much for dropping by friend! 💕#— harmoni answers#— (moots!)#— (indie!)#— (.reiner)#reiner x reader#reiner x black reader#reiner fics#— harmoni rambles#୨୧ — isla writes#୨୧ — mira writes!#౨ৎ — 𝓂𝓎 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈!
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this latest episode got me workin’ on gojou smut and everything . . . they made him way too fucking hot
#as y’all know i hardly write for this man#but now im hopping on the docs to whip up something nasty just for him ><#୨୧ — mira yaps!#❥ — gojou!#— (jjk!)#❥ — rambles!
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