#Hey girl ur so so cool I love your outfit
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𝔄 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔱 𝔰𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔢 ❦
❦ warning lollipop chaos ahead! proceed with caution… ❦ light angst , happy ending , ex getō suguru , tattoo artist suguru , set in a tattoo parlour , soft dom geto , praise , cunnilingus , masochism , light sadism & impact play , ig semi public and i guessss office sex
the descriptions of this tattoo experience is not accurate, i dunno shit abt tattoos (even tho i rlly wanna get one). so don't bite my fucking dick off with the technicalities! lets just b happy that i acc posted this hehehe
word count ; 5k ish
black fem reader (still all can read)
lollipopliccer’s love letter ❦ … hiiiii lollipops 🪷 i just wanted to say thank u sm for the love on my debut fic i rlly appreciated it. i’m rlly excited for y’all to read this new one EEEEE. this one was also long as helllll (¬_¬), shit has just been ridiculous in my life rn so sorry abt the delay, i don’t even know y it took me this long just to write 5k ugh anywayyy. i’m excited, cus i always eat up geto tattoo artist head-cannons, mmmm they’re just so mm mm mm tasty. anyway this is my first time writing some angst, i usually stay clear away from any typa angst, i’ve already got enough of that in my life plss haahaa, i don’t even know what possessed me to dip my toe in it, but don’t worry it’s very light. okayy enough of the babble, pls enjoy my fic, and i’d appreciate all ur interaction, reposts, comments, feedback blah blah… mwah mwah mwah ( ੭ ˘ ³˘)੭°｡⋆��‧₊˚
'i'm so excitteedddd' you squeal, as your best friend nobara parks her car, beside the tattoo parlor. you both had been planning your tattoos together for a few weeks now settling on the most beautiful matching heart design on both your bikini lines, whilst individually having unique patterns going through the (tatted) hearts.
"you better not fucking scream when you're actually under the gun" nobara chastises laughing.
"fuck you bitch, you already know i'm bad like that, not even gonna flinch" you taunt, as you both get out of her car.
you decided on wearing a fitted, short black dress, that accentuated your curves and hips but would also be easily manoeuvrable for your tattoo placement. shoko Ieiri your tattoo artist made sure you were comfortable with your design and placement.
underneath your dress, you wore bikini bottoms with side ties, for the same reasons as the dress - paired with some white trainers with pink embellishments. you complete your outfit with jewellery. including your pandora bracelet with silver and pink charms, a necklace, and stud earrings.
you both walk into the parlour, it's decorated all over its dark blue walls with a myriad of paintings, sketches, and different artworks. nobara leads you to the front desk as she had booked the appointment. you're greeted by a raven-haired girl with a short pixie cut.
"hey, are you guys here for your appointment?" she asks, as you notice her name tag- 'maki', and her tattoos and scars peeking through her top.
"yeah, um we had an appointment for 6:30 pm" nobara states, you can see her start to blush at maki.
"cool, yeah i'll check that out for you, umm..." maki responds
nobara so obviously interested in maki, decides to flirt, while you absent-mindedly look at the artwork placed across the shop. it's truly captivating, the deep dark hues and colours, so beautifully drawn, depicting what you could only describe as demons. they were more abstract than the stereotypical depiction, but these works somehow gave more meaning and conveyed more torment.
"so how long have you been working here, maki right?" nobara asks
"yeah, i started some months ago."
"that's cool, i love your tats”
“thank you, i um did some of em myself, nobara right?” maki responds getting nobara’s name from the booked appointment slot
“yeah…” nobara smiles shyly
“…are those your sketches up there? nobara asks, pointing to one of the sketches you've been staring at, there's a familiarity to the work displayed. but you can't put your finger on it.
"no um that's actually from another tattoo artist's, geto." maki answers.
you almost freeze, just from the mention of his name "who?!"
"uhh geto suguru, he owns the place, his artwork is all over these walls" maki responds to you.
a shiver runs up your spine "oh..."
"on that note, i'm sorry for the inconvenience girls, but shoko, your tattooist she had to take our other colleague gojo to the hospital- broke his arm doing some dumb shit. so she won't be able to actually give you your tattoo’s today, however we're able to swap her in for geto suguru, he just got back into town and is just as talented"
"shit" nobara turns to you, already knowing the issue from just his name alone, "yn i had no idea omg, i should've checked better, we can leave"
"nah there'll be no need for that, right yn?" you hear his voice. his silky deep voice, it always had that raspy quality that made your knees go weak. another shiver runs down your spine. you whip around.
"why tf are you here?" you sneer.
"uhh i work here…" he answers deadpan.
you turn back around, after giving him a lethal sneer, "hey um maki is there any other artist today?"
"no, i'm sorry, everyone else is booked." she apologises
"and anyway, it'll be a hassle for you guys if you were to reschedule," geto states
you simply stare at nobara refusing to even glance at him.
"come on yn" geto insists gently, leaning closer to you. your back to him. your name on his lips has you reeling, how softly he calls to you, like no other.
nobara waits for what you want to do, and if you're comfortable being tattooed by your ex in such an intimate area?
"let's get this done", you tell nobara, you turn around to face geto who has that enticing smirk.
as you follow him to his workspace, nobara hangs back reassured that you're comfortable being with your ex. you get the chance to truly take him in since last you saw him. his tattoo’s have grown, as he's painted a whole-sleeved dragon across his left arm, slithering out of his tight-fitted black t. your eyes roam all over his body, soaking in his confident stride, his height, taller than you remember. the way he ties part of his black, luscious hair in the bun is similar but different from the way you remember, leaving the rest of his hair to hang past his shoulders. but his right-hand tattoo is as you remember. a rose’s stem covered in thorns, wrapped around his hand, you can't help but still have your heart swell from that.
as he opens the door for you, you strut past him in silence, he of course responds with an eye roll to your petulance. his workspace is decorated with more of his works, some unfinished, yet so mesmerising you can't look away from them, they seem to depict a greater depth, too intimate for the outer world. the deep hues of dark royal blues, blacks, and green meld together, casting an otherworldly aura. the demons here have this eerie elegance, their features subtly tormenting, evoking such sorrows.
"if you're not comfortable with me tattooing you, we don't have to, i will let you reschedule free of charge-"
"i know." you state, without hesitation. and with that, the silence returns as geto smiles slightly, he then grabs his equipment, lining them up, his needle gun, ink, etc.
"why did you insist on me not rescheduling then?" you taunt
"i wouldn't say i instisted" geto defends.
"mmm really? cus i'd even say you implored" you smirk. seeing you smile… he wonders how he could’ve forgotten how magnetic it is.
"i just wanted to see you…”
a pause.
"you broke up with me." you interrupt coldly, both of you are reminded of your separation...
… you begged him to stay. the pain you felt completely consumed you, leaving you empty…
geto holds your gaze. your eyes filled with anger, but also longing. you try to conceal your feelings by turning around.
"yn..." he calls out to you, but you ignore him, seemingly too entranced by a random splotch on the wall, while trying to hold it all in "...yn look at me", geto approached.
you turned around slowly. almost stubbornly, you made sure to look him in his eyes, those deep dark orbs that never failed to suck you into a world of intensity and sensitivity. you both hold each other's gaze, so much said between each other, longing, and regret.
"i am sorry yn, i-" in his attempt to express his apology, you immediately stride past to sit on the tattoo bed, too overwhelmed.
"-right so like from a scale of 1-10, 10 being i'm gonna need to b fucking sedated, how painful is this tat going to be" you ramble, trying to divert the conversation.
you ignore his sigh, as he walks to his chair. he then chooses to focus on preparing his equipment, sterilising them, all that shit. "the tattoo shouldn't be that painful, especially as you requested numbing cream."
"cool" you respond curtly, you follow his actions on focusing on the task at hand, and lift up the side of your dress, to expose the side you were getting tatted on.
when geto looks back he sees your pink bikini bottoms with string ties, he looks away trying to keep his composure "just want you to give me an idea where you want your heart and thorns”.
you clear your throat a little, to try and calm your nerves, “um just around here, i trust your um artistic inclinations. have some freedom with it, i know its kinda simple but i um- the thorns i want them to wrap around, please.”
“of course, yn”
geto trying his best to make this experience as comfortable as possible begins applying the numbing cream. he looks you in your eyes, to see if there were any remaining apprehensions, finding none, the gun comes to life.
“you tell me how you’re feeling throughout this process, if anything feels off with what i am doing, you tell me, do you understand?” geto instructs, his firmness, and apprehension to cause you any unnecessary harm stirs things in you. things you’ve tried repressing, tried to move on from, evidently unsuccessfully.
you nod in response adding a “yes”. and so begins the process, as geto brings needle to skin, his art begins to mark you. the initial twitch of pain you feel is subdued by the numbing cream generously applied. although you can’t help the slight yelp that falls from your lips, which geto catches onto and immediately soothes “shhh it’s okay, the cream will kick in soon won’t feel a thing hun”. his words soothe you, as they always used to, leading you to simply whimper in slight pain. you can’t help but look at him, at how he’s completely focused on your brown skin, that he marks by his hands.
…
as the hours go on, you slowly see geto’s work, his art come together, the red hues of the heart mixing together with slight pinks but also contrasted shades of black, to provide it with such depth, teasing the later depictions of darkness the thorns will add. you are in complete awe of this man, of his work, as you watch him work completely zoned in, despite any dull pain mumbling under the numbing cream.
as your focus lays on him- memories, old feelings of pain, sadness, and confusion begin to bubble again, and you blurt…
“why did you leave?”
a pause…
followed by silence… your demand for answers hanging over you both, while he still remains focused on your tattoo, you remain waiting. you know he heard you.
“i found myself in darkness again, yn, but that time it was even more challenging.. my hallucinations, my night terrors all came back, i was in it deep…” he pauses trying to find his words, and you give him that space “… i knew you were there for me, holding me when i woke up screaming. you stood by me…” he paused
“…however i couldn’t let you do that, i couldn’t bring you there with me. not when i couldn’t wear a heartfelt smile in this world. i needed to find myself again, my purpose. and i know the way i left you, was cold, and confusing, and i am truly sorry, but i had to do it for myself.” as you listen attentively, watching him intently, he slowly gazes at you, pausing his work. your eyes meet with such intensity, such ache, and you start welling up, finally understanding everything, no longer being left with nothing but a cold departure.
“i’m sorry- m’so- ‘m so so sorry geto” tears cascade down your face, geto is quick to wipe them away, softly holding your precious face.
“sshh, ssh baby, don’t be silly mmm, you did nothing wrong, and i’ve been doing better. so much better. finding new channels to express how i feel, what i see.” referring to the intricate art that decorated his walls.
you sniffle, you feel so guilty and ashamed, for the resentment you harboured against him when he was out there trying to fight his way out of such a dark mental space. “they’re beautiful.” you sniffle
“not a day goes by that i don’t think about you, that i don’t regret the way i left. i would’ve come back but i thought you would move on...”
“i didn’t.” you respond
“neither did i.”
with your admissions to one another, a comforting silence fell, filling the room with sweet serenity, and you both found yourselves tethered together once again, holding each other’s gaze, filled with yearning.
you were the first to break, averting your gaze, feeling like it was the first time meeting, how your butterflies bloomed and fluttered, riddled with carnal hunger for him. the paradox of your feelings for him always consumed you, almost driving you mad, only geto could set you so ablaze.
the needle resumed its course, mechanically piercing your skin. both your attentions returned to their original positions.
the only difference being the shift in the atmosphere, the reignition of your feelings for one another, but this time at a tenfold from the time spent apart, wanting no other.
“ahh it’s getting a little sore geto” you whine in slight pain
“sorry yn, we’re moving onto the thorns now, we’ll soon be done, why don’t you take a look at it for me, tell if you don’t like anything?”
as he wipes over the completed heart, filled with colours and dimensions, so deep and beautiful, truly depicting more than you could imagine, it’s medium-sized maintaining a slight cuteness to the art, but still depicts chaos within, which geto clearly understood about you, and so was best to depict it.
“i love it.” you squeal, looking into his eyes, as he looks for reassurance from you. his vibrant smile brightens his face, you hadn’t seen it in so long, and it warmed you.
“good, we’re going to move to the thorns, wrapped down your thigh, why don’t you tell me about your choice of thrones?” geto asked so he could understand your thought process behind the tattoo.
you were apprehensive to reveal your thorns, largely from a place of embarrassment. you didn’t want to show how much he had affected you, and still did, but you did not want to lie to him especially after, he revealed himself so intimately to you.
the thorns, um, i got them from you…” geto halts at this, looking at you in slight confusion “they stemmed from me just wanting to have a piece of you still with me, something that i remembered, that reminded me of you… the thorns, the ones you have on your rose.” in explaining, you feel bold enough to touch the inked rose on his right hand, grazing your fingers over the thorns
suguru can hardly conceal his feelings. “i missed you.” geto states. his dark, sleek eyes told you how he burned for you.
“i missed you too suguru.” you whisper. your feelings flood your body, making you tingly- his intensity holds you in place. you’re both focussed on one another, suguru begins to smile feeling the warmth of your fingers touching him so delicately.
"lets continue your tattoo, i don't wanna fuck it up" suguru states, slowly bringing his hand away from your touch, even though he wanted nothing more than to let you touch him all over. to feel how those pretty acrylics, decorated in bows and charms along his skin, but he didn't want to mess this up, he wanted to tattoo you perfectly.
"okay" you respond, almost dissapointedly. wanting to feel him under your fingertips. you'd settle for now to feel his hands on your thighs, holding them to get his angles right, you were beginning to realise that you wanted more than just to stroke his hand. you want him to mark you all over, with more than just his needle gun.
"you've gotta try and stay still for me yn, i know it hurts, but it'll be over soon" suguru soothed, as his eyes narrowed around the curves of your thighs, the way they flexed and trembled slightly as you whimpered due to the numbed pain.
"okay... can i hold onto you?" you ask. he responds with a nod. you grip his arm, wanting to feel tethered- you don't remember him being so well-built, his biceps feel thick and powerful, almost hard to the touch as he flexes per his movements.
...
you're now a few hours into the tattoo, suguru’s taking his time, to add such beautiful details. the tension between the two of you is palpable, but the air is no longer filled with animosity, but rather intimacy. knowing you though, and how impatient you are suguru already sees it coming when you-
"sug i'm fucking borreeddd" the numbing cream obviously doing its job to reduce the pain to something dismissible, suguru chuckles finding your impatience so familial and adorable.
"it's barely been two hours" suguru forever sassy, remarks, rolling his eyes at ur moodiness. "now stay still, you're messin up my work." suguru states, you huff and bite your tongue, as you don’t want to fuck up his flow, you already know he works best when he’s zoned-in on a task.
you decide to catch up with him, your curiosity building, you've both missed so much from each other's lives. "i like your parlour. i would've bet money you'd turn your art into tattoos, you were too talented to let your art hide in your sketches"
suguru smiles again, "yeah? it was either this or burning down the town", he jokes and makes you both laugh, due to the absurdity. however, you both knew, there was some truth to it, which honestly added to your laughs
"right, of course committing arson, and potential mass murder is an obvious alternative." you sarcastically quip
"what you don't agree, i know you're not much better at keeping your chaos in check," he teases, his eyes locking onto yours.
you feel yourself flush, feeling seen- so you try staying on track to your original plan to catch up with him, "when did you open this place?"
"well actually gojo was the one who invested in my passion"
"that's so sweet"
"yeah, he's a fucking asshole, always all up in my business," he remarks, with a small smile, feigning annoyance. you can feel the fondness behind his words.
you notice how suguru smiles, how he teases, just like he used to, & still has that assertive and confident allure to him, that natural dominance and assuredness in himself, that he almost lost. your conversation with one another continued, bantering off one another. you make each other laugh and snicker and your heart can’t help but swell.
...
your feelings for him set aflame once again. this time with a ferocity you could barely contain. only heightened by the dull pain that he controlled with his needle, marking you so prettily. the assured control suguru had over your body was so seductive, it made places other than your tatted thigh, start to ache, start to ache so badly.
finally, geto lays the finishing touches on your tattoo, clearing up the intricate lines, adding shadings and highlights, and then wiping over the tattoo.
"okay, it's done. you can go check it in the mirror, let me know if you hate it." geto keeping his gaze low somewhat anxious to see your reaction.
as you approach the full-body mirror attached to the opposite wall, you couldn't possibly understand his apprehension because when you lay eyes on your tattoo, you are completely awestruck. you fall completely in love with his markings, the way the thorns pierce through the heart and sliver down your left hip, and thigh, wrapping them gorgeously.
you are lost for words, your lips part with a gasp, and when you bring your eyes up onto suguru through the mirror, you see how he watches you. following from your thighs decorated in his work, marking your body so seductively. then he focuses on how your dress is bunched up on those hips, those hips he’s held, and soothed over for hours today, but his mind wanders... reminiscing about all those times he used to handle and caress all over your plump thighs. how he would mould your body any way he pleased.
he watched as you held the undone ties of your pretty bikini bottoms, it made him salivate. his eyes cast over your dress- the way it hugged your body so exquisitely, propping up your boobs so prettily. the way your butt peaks out of the bunched-up dress, and how your breathing picked up, flustered from his heated gaze.
"i love it sug." you whisper softly.
"yeah?" he smirks. growing bolder, he walks up to you, and you don’t dare avert your eyes from his, through the mirror. you love the way his top hugs his thick muscular shoulders. his broad upper back being so beautifully emphasised, and how his sculpted chest has his nipple piercings teasing through his top. you salivate at his slim waist. ugh he's such a slut. you love the way his body is perfectly decorated in his art, marking his skin; and adorning his arms, and his neck, which is wrapped with a chain, you remember gifting him.
when he reaches you, he has to crouch down, flexing his strong thighs and calves hidden under his baggy bottoms, but you still have to look up at him to maintain eye contact, which he demands with his own. suguru holds the bottom of your thigh just under where the tattoo ends.
"how does it feel?" he whispers into your ear, his sharp gaze still honed on you
you whimper faintly because of the dull sting and ache from the tat
"a little sore sug, but it feels good, i really like it." you say softly while you lean into him, wanting to be wrapped in his body, his warmth.
he smiles at your admission "that's good yn, i'm going to wrap it up now, don't want it getting infected." you love the way he says your name, the way he purrs, your name rolls off his tongue so tenderly.
as he wraps the tattoo you wince, he immediately soothes you, "i've got you baby, it's okay." your body relaxes in response. your eyes never leave each other. as the tension shifts you feel enthralled, wanting him to touch you all over.
"yn, do you want me to play with you?" suguru asks, having that condescending tone that never failed to make you falter. you almost shy away, but he holds your face, bringing his hand up under your chin, his fingers grip your cheeks slightly, making you look directly at him “i want to play with you, i want to help you forgive me baby...” he whispers into your ear. your breath becoming more uneven and flustered from his proximity, that you can practically taste his aroma, how he mixes his scents of minty, smoky notes and cinnamon, woody undertones - it intoxicates you.
“…do you want me to?”
geto waits for your response, not daring to touch you the way he wants, without knowing you’re aching for it. and you want nothing more than that, for him to take care of you how he once did, oh how you wanted to see if he still remembered how to make you cum so blissfully. you nod giving out a soft “please”.
suguru kisses the side of your head, sprinkling kisses down your face making you giggle and fawn, till he reaches your neck and you lose your breath. geto finds the sensitive parts on your neck, making you feel so tingly, it's almost ticklish. you almost forgot how much you loved when suguru kissed and licked across your neck, how he would bite and suckle, leaving you all marked up just how he liked. god he’d go fucking crazy for it too. to hear you whine and pant below him as he licked and sucked. it sent tingles all over your body, straight to your clit. you shuddered under him, leaning onto him- to give him better access to mark you. slowly he grips your hips grinding his bulge into you, he even bends you forward a little so that you can feel him, how hard he is for you- humping into you over your clothed body.
geto held you at an angle arched while both of you stood in front of the mirror so that he could have you grind right back onto his dick that was growing so achingly hard for you. the way he moved your bodies together was so disgustingly sensual, you had to look away moaning as you felt his clothed dick thrust into you, giving you that sensation you so craved. you were whining, you felt so depraved like you hadn’t been touched like this in so long- you just wanted him to rip you the fuck open.
“mmm nah baby look at yourself in the mirror…” he demanded, to which you stubbornly ignored, forcing suguru to grab your face so that you could look at how pathetically you had come undone for him, just from his dry humping. “… i said fucking look at yourself, mmm? you lost your manners baby?” he teases knowing exactly how to fix your attitude. he ends his command by giving your thigh (without the tattoo) a firm slap, making you cry out, you quickly try stifling it, remembering you’re still in his fucking workspace.
“you’re so mean” you whine and pout up at him, which makes him chuckle at you, his smirk unfurling so lewdly.
“i’m going to make it up to you mmm? you’ll let me make you feel good baby? gotta apologise for making my baby upset.” the way he talks to you feigning that concern, his fucking tone, makes you feel weak, and pliant for him. as you move your legs a little wider, and let go of your tied bikini bottoms so they hang down barely concealing a thing. geto watches how strings of your arousal are built up, clinging onto your pretty bottoms. showing him just how wet you are for him and you push your butt into him even more, nodding your head in invitation for him to remedy all the mess he’s made.
as suguru brings his rose-covered hand down to your aching pussy ready to soothe it. once he touches her, feeling your glistening folds, he hisses as his eyes glaze over, and lower so seductively. you see the way his hand flexes and his veins protrude. his long, adept fingers dip further, caressing and rubbing against your hard little clit. he can feel it pulse for him, making you whine as suguru increases the pressure of his fingers on your clit. circling around your throbbing bundle of nerves. his fingers collect the slick past your lips, down to your spasming, weeping hole, and brings them back to your needy nub.
his tight circles, pet your pretty clit so well, turning you into a mewling mess, you can’t help but move against and around his fingers, acting so bratty- but suguru couldn't give a shit, he'll mould you right where he needs you again holding you by your neck and continuing his strokes on that clit regardless of how you whine.
"sug- aaa-" such a petulant whine leaves your supple lips, begging for him to go further into your leaking hole, you needed him to be inside you, having your pussy drool on his pretty, tatted fingers.
"i know baby, you need it don't you? you need me to fuck you open mmm?" suguru whispers in your ear, kissing the outside of your earlobe so delicately, while saying such filthy things. you look at him through the mirror nodding your head so pathetically, and why would he deny you, his baby? nah never...
suguru brings his finger back down to your desperate hole. he eases around your pussy going around the edges of her, only dipping the tip of his finger. you can't take his teasing-
"sugu! stop teasin-" suguru immediately interrupts, plunging his fingers into you, making you gasp. he slipped into your soppy pussy giving off that mind-numbing squelching sound, having your pussy suck his fingers in so snuggly, has you moaning wantonly. the way suguru’s digits fill you, he’s able to add a finger, scissoring two fingers into your weeping cunt, the way he pushes in and curls his fingers to rub against your plush walls it has you mewling. as you feel him find and rub against that spot, that perfect spongey spot so easily, your eyes roll back. suguru was losing his mind, he rasped a soft moan right into your ear, he loved watching you buck on his fingers, the way you moaned and struggled to take him, it made him itch and drool to have you.
his fingers in your pussy stroking and pumping into your soft, wet pussy. his hand around your neck holding your face up to keep your eyes on everything he was doing. his deep, velvety voice right by your ear, whispering, and moaning sweet nothings. you were losing your fucking mind, you almost couldn't handle it.
"aaa- nngg, sug- sug!," you moaned shamelessly "f-ohfuck i can't-"
"sshh baby, tf you think you're doing mmm, whining like that in my office?" suguru whispers chastising you. your eyes look up at him, and the way you looked so doe-eyed, so pathetic- barely able to hold in your moans, gripped him.
"you struggling to take it for me baby, want me stop?" geto taunts, but you instantly shake your head needing him all over you.
“no please don’t stop sug”
"you can take what i give you princess?"
"i need you uhahh" you wanted him to have you however he pleased.
the way he moves has you humping and panting, you wine on him trying to get some friction against your slutty little cunt.
your moans grow louder and the pitch of your whines grow higher- you suck on your pretty fingers to try and get yourself quiet, your eyes glazing over as you watch suguru fuck you so good with his fingers and his hard bulge pushing up into you. the way he licks and bites all over your neck leaving a trail of his marks. suguru still never averts his dark eyes from yours. the purple glints in his eyes kind of sparkle in your head. all of it is bringing you right to the edge. your eyes roll back, your thighs shake, your knees buckle from the pleasure. so pliant and easy for him to manoeuvre you so he can hold you up and fuck you in just the right angles he needs, that he demands.
“fuckfuckfuc- aahh ohhhh sugie. daddy oh mmynghh” you whine and cry, your head lolling onto his shoulder.
right on the precipice of your orgasm, suguru watches how you get so close to cumming, he’s fucking salivating seeing how you become so undone, how you’ve gone fucking dumb on just his fingers, he can’t help but moan and groan right with you.
“mmm mmfuck, mine. mine.” he purrs, licking all up on you
but all too soon, it comes to a halt, and your orgasm gets snatched away from you. suguru wickedly decides to take his fingers out of you. you almost cry
“wha- no suguru fuck no don’t stop, mmmmnoo” you whine so pathetically gripping his arm, it’s fucking laughable trying to keep his fingers right where you needed them, gripping his sculpted arms so hard. your hands… the size difference makes him smile. no not smile, he’s fucking smirking. that little shit.
“fuck you, SUG HMPH!” you practically stomp your feet, pushing him away as you’re about to walk away, but of course suguru grips you against him, pulling you back so close, you are still as stubborn as ever refusing to look at him, while you’re face to face, which makes him snicker. he isn’t having any of that bullshit tho, he grabs your chin and cheeks squeezing as a warning. he pulls your face up to him again and kisses you on your forehead, the side of your head, and your cheek, and then he ghosts his plump, nude lips over your lips.
“if i decide you don’t get to cum on my fingers, you won’t. i don’t fucking care how close you are.” suguru states, locking his eyes with yours so intensely, while his lips and breath feel so close to your own, you almost feel faint. you want nothing more than for him to just kiss you, you want to feel his lips again, oh how you miss how soft they were, how you loved the taste of his mouth, the taste of the mint with his own unique feel.
suguru’s eyes flutter down to look at your lips so lushly plump and glossed he can’t help but lick his lips. he wants nothing more than to mess up your brown and pink lip combo. to bite, suck and lick all over you.
“tell me you understand.”
“i understand daddy, m’sorry i threw a tantrum, i just wanted to cum on your fingers so bad-”
suguru smiles feeling fucking delighted from your admission
“-can you please kiss me, i promise i’ll behave sugie” you whisper almost whining at the end, you rub your thighs together feeling how you made such a mess for him, as your slick trickles down your thighs.
suguru feeling so pleased with you, groans into your mouth, once your lips touch. he almost forgot how much he missed this. how much he missed you, your lips, those soft lips that melted against his. he loved the way you gasped and whined from your slow kiss, so sensual and intimate. but he knew you were such an impatient brat, his impatient princess.
demanding more, you lace your hands into his hair. you adored his long, luscious hair so much, (that you remember countless times joking about shaving it off at night and turning it into a wig. those playful moments would always have you both bickering and laughing together. it makes your heart swell remembering this).
you begged for more by stroking and tugging at the nape of his hair, making his body tingle, as suguru moaned into your kiss. he licked on your lips to get you to open up for him. he loves the way you whine and moan from frustration and neediness while running your fingers through his hair, it made him lose his fucking mind, so, of course, he had to express that by nipping at your bottom lip. his bite made you whimper and grind up against him but it wasn’t enough. you needed more. you wanted more. but suguru leads the kiss to hold that slow, deep and sensual pace, having your tongues dance together, lick against each other unhurried. which was mind-blowing but also so frustrating you wanted to just devour him, you couldn't get enough.
you moaned into his mouth as suguru sucked on your bottom lip, and then went back to your tongue, licking against each other. he spat in your mouth briefly separating your mouths from one another, and immediately resuming the kiss. at this, you snapped. whining wantonly, you gripped onto him and stubbornly clambered onto him so your legs wrapped around his waist. suguru was easily able to carry you. you were determined to make him fuck you.
“daddy” you whisper, opening your eyes to pout up at him.
“yes baby?” suguru answers, giving little kisses along your chin down to your neck. sucking onto your sensitive neck areas, he knew just the right spots to make you lose your fucking mind.
“i want you to fuck me…” you say grinding down onto the bulge you could feel through his sweats. you were sure you could feel a wet spot on them, but you weren’t quite sure of the culprit, as your wet pussy dragged and humped on his dick print leaking with pre-cum. you could feel his throbbing dick just aching to be inside you, pumping you full of his cum. suguru hissed from the feeling of your mess teasing his aching cock.
“… please baby, please fuck me again, i said i’d be good” you whined, moving closer to his ears so only he could hear how desperate you were for him. suguru moans, his voice breaks and rasps a little from you grinding on him and circling over his dick.
suguru fucking snaps, he closes his eyes while his mouth slightly hangs open, just taking in how your hips wined on him while he carried you.
he then cupped your face to him, “you’re such a fucking brat.” he moans, holding your face and caressing your throat, he watches how your breathing picks up, as you get so flustered. he brings you close, kissing you on your forearm, bringing his hand around your neck. then he carries you to his tattoo bed.
“i am not going to fuck you yn-.”
“-but su!” you begin to whine interrupting him
“be quiet.” suguru reprimands, gripping your neck just a little tighter after placing you to sit on the edge of the seat “i’m not gonna fuck you on my dick. when i have you like that, it’s gonna be on my bed, where i can have you screaming on it without any fucking interruptions. do whatever the fuck i wanna do without you getting all shy on me tryna muffle those pretty moans from me mmm, you understand baby?”
“yeah daddy” you answer feeling so giddy and light with him
“there’s my princess,” he smirks, “you’re really that fucking needy, want my dick here, right where my colleagues are downstairs mmm?” he says before kissing you again. “good girl” he praises while lifting off your dress and quickly bringing his lips back onto yours. slowly he brings you to lay back. he gets in between your thighs lifting one up over his shoulder while letting your tatted thigh rest over the edge of the bed. from this angle he could see your pretty glistening pussy, clenching around nothing.
“lay back baby.” he instructs, he sees how you wait in anticipation for him laying back on the bed.
he crouches down, kneeling in front of your exposed pussy, your slick brown lips he’s completely hypnotised by, they glisten from your wetness. you grow a little shy, you weren’t prepared to be eaten out today (૮꒰⸝⸝> <⸝⸝꒱ა). you bring down your hands to try and cover her up, feeling a little embarrassed.
suguru immediately dismissing your nonsense, and swats your hand away bringing them to instead hold your plush thighs “don’t piss me off today yn, it’s fucking mine.” you almost squeal in response to suguru, he gets so intense sometimes.
suguru is completely enchanted by your scent, the way your hole quivers and weeps for him he has to have a taste. keeping his eyes on you suguru takes the time to separate your folds with his fingers, he licks your swollen nub revelling in the way you gasp and twitch from the sensation, you feel so sensitive from the way his fingers had you shacking.
he then delves in, lapping and sucking on your bud making you writhe and moan from pleasure. the movement of his tongue has such an effect on your pussy, it's marvelling. he takes his time, really getting you sensitive, flattening his tongue on your clit and then straightening it to add pressure, circling perfectly around your bundle of nerves, it makes you gasp and arch your back so prettily
“fuck! sug-daddy aaaahhh” you release a raspy cry, gripping his hair and pulling him into you to, so you can grind on his face, which makes him moan into you, muffling a-
“fuck baby” into your wet pussy, he has to hold your hips down as you begin moving around too much for him to control, so he holds your thigh and places his other arm on your hip, pushing you down, so you stay fucking still for him to play with you properly. suguru brings his tongue down to your leaking hole, thrusting his pointed tongue into your pussy making you mewl and cover your mouth to stop yourself from squealing.
the way you’re panting and moaning, suguru can tell you're going dumb for him, aching to cum all over him. he takes his mouth off of you as your moans get higher. you whine from the absence of his tongue on your needy pussy but he makes up for it by spitting on her, letting his spit slide onto your sensitive cunt. the way his spit glistens and slides down your pussy, he pushes it back into your hole, thrusting his fingers and spit back into you. you react by clutching your thighs together from the sensitivity which makes suguru look at you sharply.
“open.”
you whine, separating your thighs, so he can dip his head back down onto your clit which makes you shudder, bucking your hips into his face. he continues thrusting his fingers into you while his tongue plays and toys with your sore little clit. you can feel everything, it's all so much, your eyes roll back as your mouth hangs open letting out a broken moan while you tug at suguru’s hair.
the way his fingers scissor your folds open, cunt drooling and sucking him in greedily, while he laps and lightly nips on your clit letting his spit drool on you, just for him to suck on your juices. he eats so sloppily it has your eyes watering.
“s’good sug—so fuckin’ good,” hips grinding into the movement of his lengthy fingers, chasing that ecstasy knotting in the pits of your stomach, you’re so close you start seeing white, suguru knows you’re about to cum from the way your fingers tangle and tug at his hair, struggling to either push him closer or away from you. his dark piercing gaze never leaves your face.
“daddy m’gonna cum! shit hah aa sug please lemme cum oh please” you sob, which makes suguru groan into your pussy. feeling the way your hole clenches around his fingers, leaking out so much wetness. the way your hard clit throbs for him, your juices covering, adorning his beautiful face, he looks so pussy drunk. the only thing on his mind is making you cum all over him.
“mmm baby, you gonna cum for me.. that’s my good fucking girl” he says pumping his fingers into you while moving his other hand to circle your clit in tight circles, so he can talk you through your orgasm.
“oh fuck daddy! oh my godnngh” your hands immediately grip suguru’s hands as you squeal and moan wantonly. your body arches and bucks as you dig your nails into him leaving little crescents on his skin. your vision dots, as your body tenses, lips parting into a silent scream as your release flies through you, wetting the tattoo bed. suguru watches your cream flow beneath you, all over his mouth. he pushes your juices back into your leaking hole, drooling at the way your hole squelches.
“there’s my good girl, oh you did so good baby mmmm” he praises lapping at your excess juices spilling down, you’re so fucking sensitive it hurts
“sug-ahh it hurts, fuckk” you whine, purring up at him as you watch suguru’s desire envelop you, you can tell he’s not done with you, but you doubt you could even take anymore.
suguru slithers up to you, kissing and licking up your boobs, making you squirm. when he reaches you he holds your face so gently, mere inches away from you.
“you forgive me baby?” suguru whispers gently stroking his nose against yours, almost purring against you like a cat “mmmm?” he purrs stroking the side of your face and caressing your limp exhausted body. you feel so warm against him, so lewd and yet so protected.
“i forgive you, you’re such an asshole” you giggle feeling a little shy again, only suguru was able to make you shy, and flush so easily. suguru whispers back a thank you and captures your lips into a searing kiss, melting you both together so passionately. you clutch onto the nape of his neck and run your fingers through his hair, earning you a moan, as suguru’s tongue dances with yours sensually. he grips your hips, pulling you against him. you can feel his bulge pulsing for you-
“suguru, aye we’re back! and u’ve got another appointment waiting!” you both hear from downstairs at the reception, shoko calling out to suguru followed by gojo following suit making a ruckus, throwing a tantrum about his arm
“dudeee, where tf r u? i coulda died!” gojo shouts out. you can hear him coming up the stairs to suguru’s office
“mmm fuck suguru, they’re coming up” you gasp up to suguru who still refuses to take notice of them. he smirks, choosing to still feel all up on you
“mmmm don’t care c’mere” suguru states, you roll your eyes
“suguruuu c’mon” you smirk, pushing against him
“ugghh for fucksake” suguru huffs moving off of you, taking your hand and pulling you up to him making you yelp with excitement. you both come to your senses though when you hear gojo’s footsteps up the stairs getting close, both of you scrambling to put your dress back on and get you both presentable.
suguru then holds your chin, so you both look at each other
“what?” you nervously laugh at his intense look
“let me take you out yn? i’ve missed you so much baby” suguru pleads while stroking the side of your cheek with his thumb
“mmmm i dunno sug, dependdss on where you’re gonna take me” you smirk up at him
“let me worry about that baby, i wanna treat you, try and make it up to you” suguru implores and then kisses your forehead just as gojo barges in-
“sUgUruUuu!!”
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Enemies to friends with benefits to lovers with hazel.
LOVE ME
Summary : hazel and reader have a weird relationship from fucking to hating each others guts but what happens when they start to develop something more for each other
Warning ⚠️: hinting at smut? , angst ?? Ig
A/n : to whoever sent this ma bad wrote the first half like an hour after they sent this in and forgot/ got busy but here it is more prouder of the second half rather than first but enjoy
“Hey get up it’s already almost 8:30” you said shoving ,the person next to you, leg and grabbing a random shirt to pull over your half naked torso
“Whats the exact time” groaned Hazel while slightly shoving off your hand off her calf
You roll your eyes, standing up and collect your things getting ready to leave “ just hurry the hell up I don’t need you blaming me for you being late to school” as you grab both of your shoes getting ready to put them on and turn around seeing Hazel putting on a button up and stop
“You wore that yesterdy” she looks at u confused and a slightly annoyed “and?” You scoff and roll your eyes again “AND if someone sees u in the same outfit they’ll question it I don’t want them somehow connecting me and you and this” you motion to you both
She shakes her head as she gets up and moves across the room and starts getting ready
You get up and start heading to the door but stop and turn around “remember don’t tell anyone about this you understand”
She turns while buttoning up her shirt “trust me wouldn’t dream about it”
You nod in approval and turn around to walk away but feel a presence on you back and hear close to you ear “got something on you skirt let me” and feel a soft pat on your bottom skirt but jerk away and continue to walk downstairs and out the door
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“Hey you hear about that really cool club after school we were thinking of joining after school if u wanna come with?” Isabel asked you in the cafeteria
“Hello?” She waved her hand if you face trying to break the zoning out
“Huh yea sure” she looks and follows where you were looking at and smiles brightly “oh great so you’ve met the three girls who run it then?”
You look at her confused and tilt you head “why would you say that?” She furrowed her eyebrows and gestured in the direction of Hazel “just assumed since you were looking at the one with short hair” she turns to Brittany “Hazel right” Brittany opens her mouth to say something “yea” you cut her off and panic “I mean I least I think so I’m not sure”
“Yea well we were wondering if u want to go it’s for empowering woman” you cut her off with a scoff “what’s the matter “ you shrug ur shoulder and shake your head with an amused smile on your face “nothing just them three even just Hazel empowering woman?”
“They seem nice let’s all go after school yea?” You and Brittany both turn and slowly nod
“Okay after school” you bring out your phone and text someone
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Hazel looks down at her phone with the words ‘meet me at the usual in 20’ and sighs while walking up to the broom closet that’s towards the back of the school.
She knocks three times and hears a muffled voice ask who is it. She rolls her eyes and scoffs “it’s spider man who else would it b-” the door opening in the middle of her sentence and a hand yanking her into the closet. In a matter of seconds the doors closed , locked and she feels your lips running sloppily up and down her neck
“Is this what you called me here for?” You groan against her neck and slightly shake your head yes against her neck “duh what else would I call you here for ?” She chuckles mockingly and shakes her head “thought we couldn’t risk getting caught at school”
You pull away and she looks at your face your lips swollen “just shut up and take off your shirt” you said tugging up her shirt and she laughs and helps you with it “eager are we?”
You ignore her and pull your shirt off and wrap your arm around her back fiddling with her bra to unhook it “so empowering woman eh?” You look at her as you unhook her bra and kiss around her exposed chest
She stops and looks down you looking up at her with a hint of amusement in your eye “you heard about that?” She scratches the back of her head. You pull away and nod with a teasing smile on your face. “You bet your ass I heard about that. Hazel Callahan empowering woman” “hey I love woman” “I’m sure you do” you go back to nipping at her chest “y-you can come to the club if you want” she says looking elsewhere but your direction.
You slow down and look up at her a faint blush on your cheeks “I-I mean pj and Josie want enough members to join so we can be qualified as a club” your shoulders slump and you pull away “I’ll see , now take your pants off.”
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“I don’t know if I want to go anymore “ you groan stopping a few feet away from the gym door “oh come on it’ll be a great experience” Isabel said while hooking her arm around yours and Brittany on your other “besides it’ll give u a chance to get closer to Hazel” you go to object to that statement but they open the door and practically drag you into the gym.
You walked in on pj talking to the other girls and what looks to be Mr. G? “Is this the right place ?” Asked Isabel as all the girls looked at you three but your eyes for some reason finding a certain brunette but catching yourself and quickly looking away when her eyes met yours.
Suddenly you guys were in a circle to fight each other after Josie punched pj right in the nose and basically breaking her nose. “Okay bitches let’s have our first fighters” pj looks around and smiles and points at hazel “how about you hazel” she looks around to pick hazels partner, you smile and spring up your hand and see hazel rolling her eyes and scoffing in disbelief with a hint of what might be a smile “I’ll go against her” pj looks back at you suprised but smiles. “Okay let’s get this going”
You both start to circle each other neither one willing to throw the first punch after a good couple of seconds “cmon one of you guys throw a punch this is a FIGHTING practice” you hear pj yell your eyes not tearing away from Hazel until pj says fighting. Hazel taking that moment to throw a sloppy right hook against your jaw.
You look at her in disbelief, Hazel standing up straight with what might be worry in her eyes but are wiped away once you land a hard smack against her cheek. You both go back and forth sock after slap after tackle until you wind up with you on your back and hazel on top “seem familiar” she whispers you roll your eyes and land a sharp punch to hazel right in the center of her face. She falls back with a thud and you quickly scurry to her as everyone gasps and start to walk to you guys.
You start to stand her up with the help of Sylvie “here I’ll go clean her up in the locker room “ you lean her against you and you both slowly walk past the gym doors into the locker room and into the bathroom sitting her against the sink and grabbing a paper towel and dampening it with water and start to bring it to her face “I…..can do it” she goes to reach for the towel out of her hand and you move it away “no I got it, it’s my fault anyway” you start to get closer your face a good couple of inches away from her face and slowly stop dapping her nose as you both connect eyes. You feel yourself slowly leaning in. Hazel panicks and swiped the paper towel out of your hand and pulls away turning and facing away from you towards the mirror starting to clean herself up. “I got it”
“Here let me help” you say taking a step closer your chest almost against her side “i said I got it!” She shouts “gosh just trying to help” she looks away from you through the mirror and shakes her head “We’ll don’t stop acting like you care” your shoulders slump and you look hurt “i-i do car-“ “i don’t want to have sex with you no more” your cut off by her statement and your eyes widen your hands falling to your side “in fact I think it’s best if we just leave each other alone” she continues to say not being able to make eye contact
“You don’t mean that” you try to reason “i don’t like you y/n!” She turns to you making eye contact but loosing it a second later “i hate you” she says in such a low tone you wouldn’t be able to hear it if anyone else was in the room. You turn your head eyes tearing up and shake your head “your an asshole Hazel” you throw the paper towel at her chest and go to walk out the bathroom and back to the gym hazel quickly shaking her head and going on your trail “wait - “
You walk into the gym and head straight to your backpack and grab it on. Isabel and Brittany walking up to you , looking worried and start asking you what happened “nothing just remember I have a huge project for chemistry “ they nod and say bye and to call if anything happens. You make it to the door when you can hear the girls asking Hazel if she is okay as you walk out the door and your school and to your car , tears running down your cheek as you drive home.
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“Do I really have to be here?” You whine to Isabel and Brittany as you prepare your cheer for the big game. “Yes you do your part of the team”
After everything you still haven’t talked to Hazel and you’ve really wanted to especially after the whole tucker incident but she made it clear she wanted nothing to do it you.
You pick up your pompoms and start to do the routine when pj , Josie and the other girls from the fight club come over yelling about how they need our help. “If your dreams pj” says Isabel “ which you don’t deserve to have it should be ,like …… total darkeness” you cringe and continue with the routine wondering why they are so panicked
Suddenly they start to scream for the cheerleaders to kiss and I look up and see hazel on the bleachers screaming for us to kiss “maybe we should help them” I suggest turning to Isabel and Brittany “no they lied about everything to everyone” you look around and see them continue to panic and yell “screw this” you throw your pompoms on the ground running towards the bleacher stairs hearing faint “wait don’t” and “they’re just lying about this too” from Isabel and Brittany and rush up to Hazel yelling to get her attention.
“Hazel!” “What-“ you cut her off by grabbing her by the face and smashing your lips against hers not feeling her kiss back you go to move away but are soon pulled back in. “Can we cut this gay shit and get this show on the road” you hear someone say and pull away from Hazel
You say holding onto her face. Her hands on your face “I want to keep having sex with you” you drop your face “no! I want to keep having sex with you but together” you see a faint tint of blush flush her cheeks and tip of her ears “sorry that came out wrong…what I mean if I want-“ you cut her off with a another kiss and pull away “is hazel Callahan asking me to be her girlfriend? The girl she hates ?” You mock with a fake sad face. She laughs softly and lays a small kiss on the tip of your nose “I could never hate you” you hum and close your eyes “say that again” she smiles and leans in closer her lips grazing yours “I could never hate you no matter what” she whispers on your lips” you hum in pleasure “good” you end it off with a kiss.
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hey girl!!! again, congrats on 2k, u deserve it!!! 💗🫶
for ur sleepover !!!! i was wondering if you could list some nsfw (and sfw if u wanna!) headcanons you have for joel? 👀🩷
Becca my sweet angel ily <3
NSFW HEADCANONS
That man is so into spanking and more specifically into using the belt on you, jesus christ. He'd make you count how many he's done so far and when you lose count he'd start over.
He bites during sex idc idc idc. Whether it's your ear or your shoulder or your nipples, he bites. He loves leaving bite marks all over you to see what he's done.
If you ask him nicely he'll let you be the one in charge. He'll let you be on top and ride him, choke him, make him whimper and beg you to slow down riding him because he doesn't want to cum yet but you don't slow down at all, making him stuff you full of his cum and you get yourself off while he's still half hard inside you.
(This one is no outbreak AU!) His phone would be fiiiiiiiiiilled with dirty sexting messages you send back and forth to each other, especially if he's out of town doing work in the next town over or gone for a few days somewhere. We all know Joel Miller is a man of his word, so whatever he texts that he's gonna do to you, you can trust and believe he means it.
He's a sucker for eating pussy. His face would be shoved into it as he's pulling you down on his face, moving you back and forth to ride his tongue. His mouth would suck on your clit so good you're stomach would feel like there's a fire growing inside.
His morning routine is exactly this: sex, shower, coffee, off to work. Whenever morning sex occurred, he was guaranteed an even better day than he normally would have, because the slow and sloppy and such intimate moment with you drives him crazy, he fiends for morning sex.
Joel miller is a boob guy. Nipples in his mouth and getting you to almost cum from just sucking and licking your nipples? Yes fucking please.
SFW HEADCANONS
He'd always come out in the room you were in at the moment and ask you if his outfit matches, what shoes should he wear, etc. Not because he was insecure, he just wanted to look good for you and himself.
Always taking the same shifts with you in Jackson so you can be with him and he can keep an eye on you? Yes, absolutely.
He would teach you how to play darts at the bar so everyone there knew how cool you were, of course it'd be a makeshift dart board but nonetheless everyone in Jackson thought you were a badass.
You can count on Joel to always be staring at you. If you're in a group setting and you're talking about something you're super passionate about, you can bet your ass he's staring at you with a grin plastered on his face.
Nose kissies as you drift off to sleep and he'd tell you how he wished on stars like a fool for you. SHUT UP TAKE MY PHONE-
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[NSB HEADCANONS] - "i can't wait to see edits of us together."
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pov: basically famous girlfriend x famous nsb members lol
warnings: none that i can think off
type: wholesome
members: all of them!
this one was requested! thank you! don't hesitate to request again! :)
likes & reblogs are greatly appreciated <3
oliver:
this boy would be so happy to film videos with you
he find you so genuine
and stars too!!!
he would be like:
"hey stars! today's video a bit special, because i'm doing it with my girlfriend, y/n!"
he would be so happy
and he would smile so much
he would do a lot tiktoks with you
and talk about you during his lives
he would also bring you in nsb's videos
it would make him super happy to join him for the group's channel
"y/n wanted to join with us, guys!!"
"this video is with the pretty y/n!"
"hey stars! y/n is doing a video with us, today!"
the members would like you so much
they think you're cool lol
since you have a youtube channel, he would ofc tag along times to times
"oli, i'm trying to edit"
"and i'm trying to hug you" he said
he would be so happy to film videos with you
or to do any content tbh
like.. i know for a point that oli would be super happy and excited to film with you
sometimes, he wouldn't look at the camera lol, he would just look at you in the lense of the camera or in the flip camera screen (creepy or cute? you decide)
moy would flirt with you in videos just to see edits of him and you
the edits would be with his songs 😭 ( btw stream their mini-album, it's so good)
he would also comments on your tiktok or youtube videos
and he would be like "i love you" or like "you made my day"
he would write random comments just to see you smile
"y/n, you're like the prettiest girl i ever laid eyes upon.."
"can't believe you did this dance with panic.. ur so cute istg"
75% of his tiktok would be about you
you know the sound "me? obsessed with you? yes. yes, i am" well, he would do it
just so you could smile
and think of him
to conclude this headcanon about oli, he would be really cute (as always lmao) and super sweet towards you and your community! (we must protect his energy thank you)
(others members under the cut!)
sebastian:
seb is such a flrit
so he would flirt with you A LOT
and when i say, i lot.. i mean a lot
like, this man just want to make you blush
and make you smile
and if he can make you smile AND blush at the same time, then it's his happy day
"i tried to stop thinking about you. i failed."
"yoobi miss you, but i miss you even more"
"fucking princess looking"
"i looked hot today. you missed out.." (TELL ME THIS ISN'T SEBASTIAN 😂)
"damn, that smile, it kills me"
sebby would do tiktok with you
dances, challenges, test.. ANYTHING
he would do the trend on tiktok "yo bro, who got you smiling like that?" and write "her." on the screen
and if he really miss you, he would add pictures of you and him lol
seb is a good example of a "funny and *sometimes* clingy boyfriend"
he would write cute comments on your youtube videos
"wait why are you so cute"
"video idea: i spoil my pretty and super sexy bf for 24h"
"i'm so handsome in this video 😩 don't you agree y/n?"
"your outfit is on fire (not literally)"
he would be so happy to talk about you guys' relationships
"she makes me the happiest"
he would tweet about you
but not romantically..
more like random tweets about you
"stars, y/n said boba was not the best drink in the universe, what should i do?"
"need a new mom for yoobi. she said he was becoming dirty. she just doesn't accept his true value 🙄"
he would make you listen to the weeknd
and also doja cat
he would talk about you during his streams
"'how is y/n doing?' she's doing fine! thanks for asking"
he would play games with you on stream
"y/n is so bad at videogames guys, she can't stop loosing" then laugh
lot of teasing in the nsb's videos
"pass to the camera to the second prettiest girl i ever seen, my mom being the first"
"stars, look at her.. isn't she so pretty?"
"i'm trying to impress you y/n, is it working?"
he would appear on your youtube video, tiktok, instagram pics..
and like we know seb, he would still flirt and be a playful bf
"first, nice video. second, why are you wearing NSB merchandise while painting with ACRYLIC PAINT? YOU KNOW ACRYLIC PAINT IS NOT WASHABLE, RIGHT??"
he would tease you so much on your social media
he would make youtube video with you and do things on purpose so he could see edits of you two
"guys, y/n is in the bathroom, but please post edits of us, we'll make a video about it" he said on his twitch stream
then never do the video.
anyways, seb is so cute and sweet
he's so flirty and playful please-
justin
he would make a lot of "truth or drink" kind of youtube videos with you (if you're in the age of drinking ofc!)
"hey guys! today's video with y/n aka my girlfriend. we're also with kane, oli, and regie. today we'll do truth or drinks, so.. let's go"
he would tease you so much on his stories
"good training with her." ig stories with him and you in front of the gym mirror
"guys.. y/n tried to cook and.. she literally forgot she was cooking something and it burned. *sigh while trying to keep his laugh* i might have to do a youtube video where i teach her to cook or smth because what the fuck is this-"
"not my girlfriend doing "could you date justin phan" type of quiz.."
"wait, i want to do a quiz about you too!!"
he would write comments on your tiktok
"nice hoodie.." while it's his hoodie (the green one 😋)
"you are very cute"
"cutie"
"LMFAO YOU'RE SO BAD AT THIS. i must learn you how to do it properly.." (yes he would make fun of you lol)
"is this a new dress?" he asked on your tiktok
"yes" you reply
"nice, wear it on our next date"
he would talk about you during his twitch live
and say that he miss you :(
"y/n is not here, she went home. she had studying to do."
"i'm literally this close to give my twitch channel to her.. y'all seem to love her more than me!!"
he would annoy you too-
"guys, let's call her. it'll be funny"
he would try to do tiktok with you
and do the "who's your soulmate" filter with you and ask for stars to do edits about you two using this filter
justin would tweet about you
romantically this time!!
"you are one of a kind"
"every night, my thoughts goes on you"
"guys, i know y/n is famous, but can i have her? like could you stop commenting on her tiktok "she's mine" or like "i love her sm, she's my type of girl" like no i'm dating her, she is mine and i don't want to share. i'm (not) sorry"
"leaving you is suicice"
"i panic when i see you"
"life without her would be a misery"
he would invite you to film nsb's videos with them
and phan would talk about you 😎
like in the asmr video, justin would literally talk about you and *only* you
"y/n said it was a good asmr trigger.. let's see if it work"
"did you guys know y/n was listening to asmr times to times?"
"this is for you, y/n!"
then do the worst asmr sounds lol
he would also expose you like there's no tomorrow (mostly on your bday)
"happy birthday to the prettiest girl i ever seen. i love you so much
justin phan would also compliment you under your ig pics
"cutie"
"mine"
"this dress fit you so well, omg."
"that smile"
"looking good baby"
jp would be so happy to talk about you and see how loved you are with his community and yours!!
"stars, *name of your fandom*! look at how cute she is?" during your streams
"she really make me happy, guys"
"THIS GIRL HIT 489K OF SUBSCRIBERS!! CONGRATS ML <33 everyone let's clap 4 her" he would say on your stream
"YOOOOO! y/n is on my live, right now? *look at the camera* hey cutie"
lot of loves :(
ryan
ryan :(
please, he's so cute and so soft
he would be a bit more private than the others for this relationship
but he would still show you off ofc!
"hey. i stole y/n camera.. *smile* lol, guys subscribe to her. she's going to hit 500K soon.."
he would stream with you
"'*name of your ship* is back' yeah *smile* i missed it."
"WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT OMG????"
if you're bad at videogames, he would put his hands overs yours and show you how to play (cliche i know)
he would do videos with you on your channel
and seduce everyone 🥰
"your fans said they missed me"
he would do tiktok dance with you
but only cute trends :(
tiktok about you with songs
"oh darling, all of the city lights, never shine as bright as your eyes"
"cause all of the small things that you do, are what remind me why i fell for you.. and when we're apart and i'm missing you, i close my eyes and all i see is you, and the small things you do.."
he would do tiktok for you
just so it could make your day or at least make you smile a little bit
since ryan stream a lot, he would ofc bring you with him
"and today we have the popular y/n who gained 500k of subscribers last week. everyone say congrats!!"
ofc he know fame isn't always good, so he wouldn't be like seb or jp: he would be a bit more private than others, just because he doesn't want to make you in trouble or smth like that
but he would still make public content with you, just.. less than the others members
he would love to see edits of you two
he would listen to them like 10 times just so his fyp could "change" a little bit and see more of them
he would put you on his sc story
he would film you at random time
"this is the famous girl you guys are watching. she doesn't want to stop editing. she doesn't even want to take breaks.. y'all better watch this video or else it won't be worth it. it's been like one hour that i've tried to make her take a break.. *sigh* so hardworking i swear"
he would write comments under your ig post
"cute"
"so you were the one who had this hoodie"
"stunning"
oh and he would also expose you
"if you exposed me on my bday, i have the right to do the same!!!"
lot of teasing :))
kane
kane would love to do youtube videos with you
"hey stars! today, i and my pretty girlfriend y/n are going to add our own voices in anime!"
he would do a lot of pranks to you
"she doesn't know it, but i put effects on her voice, so when she'll record, it'll sound funny!!"
"GOT YOUUU"
he would appear in your youtube videos and do prank on your OWN channel
but ofc, he'll be super sweet and kind towards you :)
"guys, look at how cute she is. i'm so lucky to have her"
"she have so much style.."
"look at her hair!! it's so beautiful!"
he would do a lot of videos with you actually!
"she wanted to do a part 2.. SO LET'S GO!!!"
ratan wouldn't comments on your tiktok or youtube, but he would do tiktok about you
the trend tiktok be like "focus, i'm focused- *show a picture of you*"
or like "i know i hope i don't fall"
and he write "guess i fell for her, huh.."
or any other trend that have the same effects 😂
he would stream with you on twitch times to times when you and him have time to do so
"and we're streaming with my cute girl, y/n!!"
"you guys all know her, she's the famous and pretty girl.. i don't need to do a presentation i think"
"stars, ask us questions!! we'll reply together!"
kane would support you so much
he's here for you!
he know fame isn't always good and fun, so he would be with you during good and bad times
"it's okay, y/n. they'll understand, i promise. no need to blame yourself. it's okay to take days off. you don't need to overwork yourself, okay? it's completely okay to be tired of it sometimes."
kane would be such a cute and sweet bf fr
i wish everyone to have a partner who love like kane does with his members and his partner :(
real true love
anyways, let's stay on track
i feel like ratan would also post you on his social media
"she texted me this... *screenshot of your texts* god she's so silly sometimes smh"
"anime nights with her"
he would watch your video
and he wouldn't be able to stop smiling or laughing
i think kane would have a partner who have the same kind of humor as him? hope it's understandable 😭
see an edits of you two? he'll like the edits, then check the comments and search for more edits
and sometimes even post them!!
"kaney/n is my favorite ship" he read the comment a fan made on your twitch chat while smiling "it's mine too"
he would reply to your stories
"you're becoming more and more famous, baby. it's making me smile so much, knowing you finally have the recognization you deserve!"
"you deserve it my love"
"INVITED IT TO A GALA? damn it baby, it's not an everyday day, congrats! i'm so so so proud of you!!"
he would be so cute oh my god
to conclude, kane would be such a cutie :(
he wouldn't mind posting you and talking about you for real
darren
no because why my first thought was birds matching costume-
i'll start the headcanon right away, but i found birds matching costumes for real
if you want to see your matching costume, click here (it's the website where you can buy it lol)
enjoy being a bird with darren 🐦
anyways, let's start with the headcanon!
darren would do A LOT of youtube videos with you
"hey guys! today's video will be with y/n, aka my pretty and sexy girlfriend."
"what??? don't look at me like that! i'm just describing you!"
he would be so excited to film with you fr
and ofc he would be super happy if you asked him to film youtube videos with you!
he would smile so much while talking about you
like he wouldn't even notice that his smile is becoming bigger and bigger whenever he talk about you
"stars, please do edits of her and i. i love to see these"
"she's my birdie!! *lipbite*"
he would make tiktok with you (almost) ALL THE TIME
he would hold your hand on purpose, kiss you on the cheek.. be all cutie patootie with you during nsb's videos so he could see edits of you and him on tiktok and ig
i mean he love flirting and being playful with you
and wouldn't mind being dirty with you ;)
he would follow ig account of you 😭 like "update on y/n y/l/n fan account"
darren just love seeing your fans simping for you (he simp for you too) and making great content abt you
"y/n said i was looking like a chicken with my new hair color. she have no taste, for real. she doesn't appreciate the true beauty of darren liang"
"wait, but do i really look like a chicken-"
"REG' AND RYAN TOLD ME I WAS LOOKING LIKE A BURNED CHICKEN, HELP."
he would also compliment you on ig
and he wouldn't even be scared of embarassed of this comments
"BABYGIRL 😍😍"
"MINE MINE MINE MINE"
"this girl is literally a daydream"
"i miss you"
"your boyfriend is so lucky to have you"
"toasty miss you"
"my girl"
liang would also give you a plushie
"it's toasty's sibling!!"
he have an ig highlight about you
did he only create an ig highlight so the fans could do edits with them? maybe.. 👀 (the other reason why liang have one is because he love watching them and seeing you smile and laughing with him)
"cutie" is the title
or "y/n <3"
he would work out with you times to times and post pictures
"hahaha, i'm working out with her"
"big muscles"
"she think i'm sexy and she is damn right"
main topic on darren's headcanon: he post you on his story and make videos with you
like it's simple things, but coming from him it's super cute
regie
regie would expose you
i'm sorry, but he would 100% expose you and be like "this is my partner, everyone!!"
he literally doesn't care AT ALL
"y/n said she liked my haircut.. so from now, all the comments i made on it saying it looked like shit are now gone, thank you, it look super good"
"y/n y/ln is my partner everyone."
regie macalino would do so much tiktok with you
like
DANCE TIKTOK, CHALLENGE TIKTOK.. EVERYTHING!!
and he would love it
he would literally give the regiey/n stan a lot of things to edit on
talking about edits..
he would love to see them times to times
and he would be so happy to see everyone saying you guys look cute and hot together :(
he would follow some accounts times to times when edits are on point
but he wouldn't search for them lol
everytime he would see an edit of you two, he would be so happy and smile so hard??
if the edit is really good, he would even post it on his ig & sc story
his heart being filled with love and happy emotions :(
he would read the comments and be so freakin happy
"your fans are saying i'm hot and they're not wrong"
macalino wouldn't make a lot of youtube videos with you, tbh
not because he doesn't want to, it's just that he prefer doing tiktok and all since it's a bit more quick and easy to do
"ayooo, don't forget to check my gf twitch!!"
this boy would also comment on your ig post
"you look like heaven"
or "beautiful"
"pretty girl"
"sexy"
shorts comments only!!
appreciation long comments belong to private chat with him >:(
like, he wouldn't express his love in comments
but in your text message, he would do it for sure
i mean, it's understandable..
he would compliment you a lot
and make nsb's videos with you
"AND TODAY WE HAVE REGIE'S GIRL HERE WITH US!!!!" sebastian said while smiling "you guys know her, regie can't stop talking about her... and she's super famous and all"
literally, this man want your full attention
but he won't say it to you
at least not in public!
to conclude? regie's appreciation for you is super sweet and cute
he would literally make appreciation story about you times to times
"y/n had a perfect grade on her super hard exam, let's all cheer for her. she deserve it"
"congrats for my girl to have made another week. i'm so proud of you"
he wouldn't do a lot of these tbh
only when he's super proud of you
othwerwise, it's on private message :D
I LOVED WRITING THIS THING SO SO MUCH!!! i know some people told me they were being excited for this one, so i hope i met your expectations 😭 if y'all want other famous!y/n x nsb members type of things, please let me know!! also the other requests are coming soon :)
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hihihi!! :3
imma jus. from here on out be a anon stalkin ur acc. can you write white hank or hank with a scenemo type reader? like bright colorful emo ass reader who listens to ungodly loud music. totes not a self indulgent ask-
reader has ungodly big hair. everyone’s convinced it had secrets in it…
-🐜 (gunna reserve the ant becuz it’s the best emoji 😼🔥)
Ok I don't know what this is but I'm searching and grabbing info but this all I could think and also this going to be platonic, so I'm sorry...
Platonic Wank And Hank With a Scenemo reader..
WANK
Ok so wank would think your skittles but if skittles became an emo due to your bright colorful hair and outfit..
And you guys would probably be besties since in my headcanon she would most definitely be the type to hear loud ungodly music like damn girl lower down your music...
I believe she's into either metalcore or maybe pop punk... (I'm not sure, I have no music preference so....yeah what do you think what music She's into)...
When she first met you, she was processing for like a second. mostly grunts have grey, black, red or even white like her, but all a sudden you pop out of nowhere with theses colorful outfit and hair... you just caught her "eyes"...
Now she going to ask alot of questions but there mostly about music preference or your look.
i won't lie, the style it really cool...
Now if she had a phone with her or something to take pictures she would definitely try to take pictures of you just because of your hairstyle and looks cool..
Don't worry she sometimes will ask for your permission if she can take pictures of you...
She loves!! Your damn hair to the point she straight up touches it and pets it like if you were like a kitty or puppy(or something really cute)..she also will investigate and might try to add something on it to see if it will fall off(she'll sometimes but her head on top of you because your hair I'd either soft or smooth)...
Also she secretly uses your hair as a warehouse...
Ok now we all know scenemo have haters too, so if she hears anyone disrespecting your looks, may God forgive or not because they are going to meet Jebus in hell or other place because good lord she is a menace...
She will never let a hate comment go until she sees that hater dead... but hey or either glad or...whatever your feeling right now...but hey that's what besties do... and that bestie will never let your hair go until you let her lay her head on that blessing long huge ass hair!!!
HANK
Ok imagine this:
You: hi, it's your favorite boy/girl/grunt
Hank: get the fuck out or I'm gonna-
Yeah hank won't like you but don't assume he hates scenemo, because he doesn't hate them he just doesn't care about them (we all know he hates everyone) but your music, he wants you to lower it down... but if you refuse... he won't hesitate to ki- I mean destroy your speaker or phone... yeah... really sad...
At first you guys would not like each other he thinks your weird and annoying with your loud ass ungodly music playing everytime...
When doc hired you, hank was only staring and then assume your annoying like Deimos, and you were but not your personality... ok maybe idk... but your music is ungodly loud as fuc-
Hank will their break in your room and turn it off or break it...except for when... the radio because both you, deimos and Sanford love...ungodly loud ass music and hank is suffering...
But when it's missions and hank's fighting, you and deimos will share a braincell and straight up turn on ungodly ass music(idk what music yall like to hear so yeah...this is awkward)...
Hank would even notice you turn that shit on until he finishes every enemy and would just either mad or...he hates to admit it...he might actually liked it...
So hank and you would get along by you letting him choose a song from your dvd collection or Playlist... at first hank would refuse to since he thinks your music are ass...bit you insisted so he gives up and chooses...
For hank I believe he's into metalcore...(is that a music preference?? And also...wait hold up I gotta look up something)... ok ok I think...he might be into deathcore aswell if not then you can guess what hes into because i suck at this...
Now just like wank he also will ask questions but it really rare... like you if you Finally had gotten that one achievement you tried to get in a game...
Hank would sometimes just stare not because you clothes no, but your hair. He's jealous(bald ass old man)...
He would grab your hair and pull it slightly to see if it's fake (since it'd huge!!) but it isn't, that's sad(forever he will be bald)...
If you had achieved hank's trust and everything, he would pet you(also be careful he will sometimes put a knife on yout hair because your his storage now)
This dude thinks your hair is secretly a storage warehouse and when he's on missions he will grab you and take out a either a gun or a knife out of your hair and agents are like... the fuc- *BAM*
Now haters gonna hate but when he's around, everyone needs to shut the fuck up...
Because only he can bully you, who Gave them permission to bully you. Nah that ain't happening today...
This dude will kill and traumatize those haters, and your like...this is fine *scream of deaths coming from a hater*
You may be his friend but he will always be a bully (not too much) your bully friend. But at least he helps you with the haters and lets somehow affectionately lays his head on your hair...
BONUS
Ant 🐜
He/she/they are always hiding inside your pockets dimension hair you have and will never ever get out...your their/her/his home now...
DONE YAAAAAAY!!! I HOPE YOU LIKE IT I SOUND CRINGE DOING THIS ALSO I DONT KNOW WHAT SCENEMO WAS UNTIL I SEARCHED IT UP. NOW I WAS TRYING TO MAKE SURE IT SOUNDED ACCURATE...it'd doesn't even look Accurate but I tied
#madness combat x reader#madcom x reader#hank j wimbleton x y/n#hank j wimbleton x reader#madness combat headcanons#madness combat x player#wank x reader#madness combat wank x reader#madness combat hank x reader#wank x y/n#white hank x reader#white hank x y/n#madness combat white hank x reader#🐜
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Imagine Revali watching the Barbie Movie
After watching the Barbie Movie myself, I got curious if Revali would be willing to go to the movie.... it's been like 3 weeks since I watched the movie but school's been awful with homework and team assingments. Finally found the motivation to finish this :)
Enjoy^^
This was the pinkiest photo I found of Revali *.*
"Hey Revali! Lets go watch the Barbie movie"
"Is this a serios suggestion? You think that a champion as great as I would even consider watching such... such tripe?" His in denial at first.
You try gaslighting him with "All the other champions are gonna watch it, even Link and Princess Zelda"
"Don't be absurd. I'm not going to be wasting my time with a girl's movie"
"Excuse ME?!? The Barbie Movie is an cinematic masterpiece fyi, everyone honors it by wearing pink clothes to the theater, it's way superior than all your mocking nonsense" your confidence on to cuz NO ONE has the right to insult the Barbie Movie.
"Very well, if you wish. But know my reputation and dignity wil be tarnished in the process, because it's nothing more than a silly, feminine diversion. Nothing of importance"
'THIS LITTEL BI-...' you save the thought.
"I have you know that even the king of Hyrule, King Rhoam loved the Barbie movie, that man has good taste. PERIODT.
Revali sights in defeat, tired of your whims "Whatever, let's just watch this"
"YAS! That's the spirit! Now... we need to change into something pink and I just have the perfect outfit for myself!"
Revali rolls his eyes "Ugh! Changing clothes... You can't be serious?
You slowly reveal a pink scarf that has been hiding in your back.
A big mischievous smile on your face.
"No, absolutely NOT!" Revali stutters at seeing the scarf.
"Yes, absolutely YES!"
"I refuse the scarf! There's no way in hell I'm wearing-"
You both are in the theater buying your movie tickets with Revali wearing his pink scarf.
"I- this is ridiculous!" Looks around, sees everyone's wearing pink clothes.
"Why did I let you drag me into this?!"
"Cuz I'm ur cool friend who keeps you updated with the latest trends and besides, you had all the right to refuse it yet here you are~" cheeky smiles at him.
"Because you were persistent..." he mutters under his breath.
"Hmm yeah, whatever. Lets go to the movie!!"
"Alright, fine" he groans and walk's after her to the theater, "So... this movie is about Barbie? A doll?" he asks.
"Exactly! A live-action movie about the doll"
"...And let me guess. Barbie has a lot of adventures?
"She is EVERYTHING you could ever dreamt of being; she's an astronaut, a doctor, a firefighter, a lawyer, she graduated from every possible career" they enter to the movie theater.
"Wait... she graduated from being..what?-"
"Look! Everyone's in pink clothing! How cool is that!?"
"Why did I agree to this?" he mutters to himself.
They sit of their assigned seats.
"You're not seriously going to... enjoy this?" Revali asks.
"I'm gonna enjoy this with. every. single. cell. in my body-" interrupting your menancing speak, you turn to the source who called you out.
It was Urbosa!!! With Link and Zelda seating besides her.
"Gurl! What are you doing here?! Zelda and Link! Hii guys!" you happily greet and wave at them.
"Wait...why are they here too?"
The guy in the fronts seats recognizes your voice and turns around to greet you, it was Daruk!
"Ayo Daruk! You're also here?! Gosh this is epic" High-fives Daruk.
You feel a gentle hand poking your head, turning you head, Mipha and Sidon were also here!! Seating behind us.
"GUYS!! All the homies are in the house! Let's freaking GOOO!"
Revali is genuinely puzzled at this point "What in the... Why is everyone here?"
All the champions congratulate you for convincing Revali to come watch Barbie "I told you all I could easily managed it! Piece of cake" you brag.
Revali sighs in resignations "This is a nightmare"
"This gotta be the best day of my life!" you rejoice.
"I'm gonna to die of embarrasment. What will everyone think of me now that I've been seen in pink and attending some ridiculous girlie movie that's supposed to be entertaining?! Oh Goddess...
Raising your eyebrow and asks shamelessly to the champions, "Do you guys think Revali's ridiculous for wearing pink and coming to the Barbie movie?"
"Don't you DARE-"
Revali's threat was cutoff by the champions replies.
Urbosa feels glad Revali's here, she thinks his mind need a break from all his intense training and champion's duties. Daruk comments he's glad Revali is trying new stuff out of training stuff. Everyone agrees with both champion's statements.
"Told ya"
Revali is too stunned to say anything, he still can't believe this situation you dragged him into..... or that he's wearing pink.
"You're a little to hard on yourself, just relax" Offers him popcorn.
Taking the popcorn, still shocked and embarrassed, he quietly looks down, a low "...thank you" comes out of his peak.
"It's nothing. Oh! The movie's about to start!"
The movie starts and he's secretly watching it.
After 20 minutes into the movie he slowly starts enjoying it, even admiting to himsef it's quite comical.
He gives up and finally admits he IS enjoying the movie.
Thinks about the Mojo Dojo Casa House a lot.
Eventually chuckles at the funny scenes, keeps it lowkey.
Once the movie is over, you DEFINETELY tease him about how he actually liked the movie.
Even thought he tried to be annoyed, he can't hide the fact he liked it.
And for the cherry on top, you both went to have dinner in a spicy fried chicken restaurant and had a competition of how could it the chicken the fastest....
And of course Revali won, has an advantage considering his peak.
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☆*Yandere Magical Girl*☆
Desc and possible Tw: Yandere themes, Torturing someone, Ripping off someone's fingernail and breaking their finger, broken bones and mentions of kidnapping.
Let me know if I missed any!
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• Yandere Magical Girl who… became your friend thru handing you a pencil and then chatting it up with you.
• Yandere Magical Girl who… really enjoys spending time with you! Studying? Count her in!
Hey, Wanna have a sleepover?
• Yandere Magical Girl who… would never tell you about the danger she fights. She doesn't wanna worry you!
Oh these bruises and scratches ? Don't worry, I just fell yesterday! :)
• Yandere Magical Girl who… stalked you before you two even became friends or Acquaintances.
Hiding behind a wall Ahhh.. they almost saw me!! :(
• Yandere Magical Girl who… would try to finish her fights as fast as she can. She couldn't stand being in battle and knowing you could be injured! :(
Sorry, I'm not interested in chatting with you. My songbird could be in danger as we speak.
• Yandere Magical Girl who… can be quite ruthless in battle. The feeling of you being hurt or worse, Dead, Really makes her blood boil.
Her covered in blood, scratches, and bruises Songbird! Are you okay? You aren't hurt are you?? :((
• Yandere Magical Girl who… couldn't kidnap you. She felt bad, She didn't want you to be sad or hate her. But she checks your phone and makes sure no one else is trying to steal you away ♡
Hi songbird! Oh ur going on a date? What's their name :) why? No reason, just interested is all! I'm gonna break their bones and rip off their fingernails.
• Yandere Magical Girl who… uses romantic nicknames to scare off potential dates or someone eyeing you.
Hi honey bun! The nickname? I wanted to try something new out, I love you as my best friend and I give all my friends nicknames! I wish you would ask me out already :(
• Yandere Magical Girl who… saved you. An enemy had taken you as a quick snack, But luckily she was there to kick butt and show off infront of her dearest!
Ahhhh.. I guess you found out huh.. don't worry songbird! I promise to be careful, Just stay hidden okay?
• Yandere Magical Girl who… let you watch her in battle. She kept you far away ofc, and everytime she shows off her super cool moves.
Are they watching? Well. They aren't gonna see this coming! >:3
••Yandere Magical Girl who… shows you her wand and outfit.
pretty? Thank you songbird I'm blushing!
••Yandere Magical Girl who… was shocked when you finally asked her out.
Oh.. songbird.. yes ofc I will go out with you! Crying tears of joy
• Yandere Magical Girl who… isn't shy to torture anyone who messes with you. Someone pushed you and didn't apologize? Meat grinder! :)
Breaking someone's finger and ripping off the nail Stop crying. You made my poor songbird upset.. you pushed them and didn't apologize, you could've hurt them! So shut up already.
• Yandere Magical Girl who… tortures then kills their enemy if you ever get injured by one of their stupid attacks.
Songbird! It's okay just rest your eyes for a second.. I'll be done in a second! Tortures her enemy for hurting you, even if it was just a tiny scratch.
• Yandere Magical Girl who… would never, Ever, Think of hurting you. It doesn't matter if it's mental or physical pain. She doesn't care, she will never ever hurt you. :(
• Yandere Magical Girl who… feels her heart break when you cry. You got dumped by someone you really really liked or got cheated on? Don't worry! She'll make it all better.
Oh songbird I'll have to hang up now, I'm so sorry. I have things to take care of at the moment, But I'll call back don't worry! Torturing your ex in an alleyway
• Yandere Magical Girl who… will love you till the end.
I love you so so much, songbird. Let's be together forever, okay?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~this time, there's no nfsw, I genuinely don't know how to write Female smut! I'm learning rn so if you want me to, I'll do so! [She's 19 btw!]
Thank you all for reading, She was on my mind! I enjoyed writing! :3
#yandere magical girl#yandere#yandere oc#yandere scenario#yandere scenarios#x female reader#x fem!reader#x female y/n
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Hey!! love ur fics!! Wondering if i'm not bothering you but, Scott and the league of exes (minus Roxie) Find out your pregnant and there reactions!
you're not bothering me at all!! i've never gotten a request like this before so here you go!! >:))
scott and the evil exes (minus roxie) find out you're pregnant!!
scott pilgrim:
"oh fuck"
he panics
he's scott, of course he's gonna freak out a little
he immediately worries that he's gonna be a shit dad, that he's too young, that he doesn't know what he's doing
and then the joy sets in
"i'm gonna be a dad :)) that's so cool :)) i love you :))"
he won't cry in front of you but he sobs violently behind closed doors; yeah he's worried, but he doesn't think he's been this happy in forever
matthew patel:
"HOLY SHIT"
literally freaks out he is ECSTATIC
"IM GONNA BE A DAD FUCK YEAH THAT'S SO AWESOME"
immediately tries to communicate with the baby (you're going to have to explain to him that it is not yet a baby)
"what do you mean the baby isn't fully formed yet........" he's a little confused at first but he means well
he asks for your permission first, but he wants to tell literally everyone because he's really excited
lucas lee:
yeah he's a super famous actor, but he's also a sucker for domesticity
he tears up on the spot and hugs you tightly
he's wanted to start a family with you for so long, and now that it was finally happening, he couldn't be happier
"thank you so much for being mine"
todd ingram:
doesn't know how to react
yeah he's happy, but he's also really anxious
similarly to scott, he's worried that he isn't going to be a great dad
he just wants to support you and his kid and balance his career
he gets overwhelmed, but he's excited
his whole world is about to change, but he's glad that you're sticking around for the ride
kyle katayanagi:
"CAN I TAKE THEM TO A RAVE" "since when do you go to raves, dummy"
yeah no he is freaking the fuck out
HE'S GONNA HAVE A MINI ME!! A LITTLE HIM RUNNING AROUND THE HOUSE!! A BABY!! A KID!! WITH YOU!!
he gets really giggly and smiley over it
"i'm gonna dress him up just like his daddy and we're gonna have matching outfits and i'm gonna show him all of my cool stuff and it's gonna be so awesome!" "and what if they're a girl?" "she's gonna be a daddy's girl, that's for sure"
needless to say, he is ECSTATIC
ken katayanagi:
he just smiles
unlike his brother, he gets excited on the inside
he smiles a warm, wide smile and hugs you
he runs his fingers through your hair and he tells you how good of a mother you're going to be
and of course, he promises to take care of you the whole time
he's going to be by your side regardless
gideon graves:
he doesn't react at first
he's always so busy with work, and he can barely balance it with you, so the idea of having a kid never really crossed his mind
he's going to have to sit on it. whether you choose to keep it is your choice, and he's going to respect it. but he's going to have to take some time to think.
after a little while (whether it be a few hours or a few days), he'll have his answer
he wants the kid. he doesn't know how he's gonna do it, but he's going to try his best to be the best dad ever
he's still working on treating you better than any of his exes. and now's his chance to prove that he's truly changed.
#scott pilgrim vs the world#spvtw#scott pilgrim#scott pilgrim x reader#matthew patel#matthew patel x reader#lucas lee#lucas lee x reader#todd ingram#todd ingram x reader#kyle katayanagi#kyle katayanagi x reader#ken katayanagi#ken katayanagi x reader#gideon graves#gideon graves x reader
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hey! love ur writing, ur so talented. could u do a robin buckley x reader where reader is friends with eddie and the gang and corroded coffin is performing at a local bar and eddie hurt his arm and needs a sub-in for guitar so the reader does it? eyes without a face by bill idol? and maybe u can relate the storyline to the lyrics? confessional?? thx love!!!
Hi!!! Of course I can. I know my Robin girlies are starving so I'm happy to contribute where I can.
Pairing: Robin Buckley x Fem!reader
Summary: Request pretty much says it all
Warnings: some swearing, kissing, Steddie subplot, robin being cool and knowing French.
Tuesday morning rolls around and you're not absolutely dreading it as you usually would. Tuesdays meant failing biology with you're friends, not that you weren't trying but it just never clicked. Especially since they made the mistake of transferring Robin to the table with you and Eddie. You three were hopeless together but at least you weren't alone. You spent most of that class arguing with Eddie over his next campaign while Robin tried to score tiny paper football field goals between your fingers.
Excitedly you got dressed for the day running around your room plucking things from drawers and hangers trying to make an outfit that wasn't a repeat. It was only the second month of school and you already found yourself wearing the same boring combination too much.
Once you were dressed you began to apply some mascara to your long lashes and some blush to your cheeks. Steve promised to drive you to school today so you waited out front of your house for him bopping your head along to the song playing on your cassette player. He pulls up exactly on time as usual with Robin sitting in the passenger seat with one arm out of the window. She was smiling, maybe at something Steve said but when the car came to a stop before you she was still laughing lightly. You noticed the curve of her lips and how the color on her lips matched the color of her bomber jacket.
She keeps eye contact for a second before breaking it and staring down at her hands. Her chipped blue polish is starting to seem very interesting all of a sudden.
You blinked trying to clear your head in order to focus on the question Steve just asked.
"What?" you asked head cocking to get a better view of him
"I said are you just going to stand there or?"
"Oh right! Sorry"
Once you got in and put your seatbelt on Robin began rambling about how annoying band was. You nodded along, you had quit band last year because of all the assholes and decided to take up guitar on your own instead.
"We ready to blow this popsicle stand?" Steve asked in the rearview mirror
"God Harrington you're turning into my mother more and more each day" you said
"Yeah well would your mom let you take her car to that bar tonight? The one where they play nothing but heavy metal and is full of drunks?" He asked sassily pulling away
"No way! You're letting me drive the car? Who are you and where has my Steve gone?"
"Whatever just don't make a big deal out of it, I might not even let you drive it back."
"Oh so you're coming? To the Hideout?" Robin asks Steve incredulously.
"Yeah I mean, what kind of person would I be if I just dropped off two teenage girls at a bar like that? I mean come on guys use you're heads"
You don't buy that for a second. As caring as he is he cannot expect you to believe this has anything to do with either of you. Robin turns to look at you as you both try to hide your laughter. The rest of the ride goes smoothly.
As you approach the building you notice a familiar mop of brown hair walking toward the doors. Rolling down the window you yell out.
"Hey Munson!"
He whips around and that's when you notice his wrist is wrapped in gauze.
He walks over tucking his arm inside the other side of his jacket.
"Dude did you try to walk and chew gum at the same time?" Robin asks leaning over Steve.
"Ha ha very funny. Nah just ran into some trouble last night" He says shaking his head.
"Who knew you had some fight in you" You reply getting out of the car.
"I don't, hence the injury but if anyone asks I beat that guys ass" He replies.
He looks over at Steve who's been staring straight ahead since you guys pulled up.
"Sup Harrington."
"Hey Munson. So I guess tonight's show is cancelled? Bummer" He tries to say it sarcastically but from where you're standing his eyes are actually a little disappointed. Robin gets out and goes to stand next to you. You lock eyes trying to decipher the weird energy being exchanged.
"Boys" she mouths eyes wide in entertainment. You bite your lip with a quiet laugh.
"You knew about that?" Eddie asks leaning one arm onto the side window of the car.
"Duh, these two talk about you non-stop" Steve says trying to divert Eddie's attention to the both of you. Unfortunately it works and he stands up straight again smiling at the two of you.
"AWWW-"
"Yeah well anyways, Girls I'll be here after school to pick you up"
And with that he drives off speeding out of the parking lot and down the road.
You exchange looks with with your friends before deciding to head in.
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At lunch Eddie trails behind you as you walk over to where Robin is sat.
"Please please please? You said you've been practicing and I know you know at least two of our song because I forced you to listen to them it won't even be a full set!" He begs
"No way Munson, you're out of your mind. I haven't even played for a crowd before." You set your tray down opposite to Robin as Eddie sits next to her.
"So what? It doesn't even have to be good but we already paid for the time at the bar" He whines making puppy dog eyes.
"Wait is he really trying to get you to play in the band he holds above all else? What an honor" Robin says
"See! She's right, it's a huge honor to play in Corroded Coffin"
"Don't encourage him!" You chide taking a bite of an apple. She laughs lightly and you notice the way her bangs move above her eyes.
"I think you should do it, help out our pal. Plus I haven't seen you play since you won't let me not that I don't respect your choice but it'll be fun, promise we won't laugh if you completely freeze up and embarrass yourself on stage." She says looking completely sincere.
"I cannot believe you just said that, I mean really we need to get you a little cue card that says stop talking. Don't listen to her, you won't choke on stage because barely anyone shows up okay?"
You take another look at her pleading blue eyes and feel yourself melt a little despite your original apprehension.
"Fine!" you say watching as Eddie does a little fist pump
"But I'm only playing a couple songs, you're buying me drinks Munson and then I'm leaving" you say
"Yeah sure whatever you want I need to go find the guys," He says as he stands up from the table, "isn't she the best?" He asks to Robin.
"definitely" Robin replies.
Eddie leaves you two alone, just how you like it. Not to say that his presence isn’t appreciated but you two just click. No one else in her life really rambles like she does but when you’re together you can’t stop. You’ll talk and talk back and fourth for hours about anything you want. It’s mostly movie analyzing or conspiracy theories. That doesn’t mean you’re gonna let go of the topic of her watching you play guitar later.
“You’re only saying that to try an make up for the fact that you just said you think I'll choke later” you say
“Thaaat is so not what I meant! I just mean if you happen to look out into the crowd and see all these eyes staring back at you and you feel those fries you’re eating coming back up the pipes and decide it isn’t worth it, I’ll understand” She’s full on laughing now as you stare in shock. After a couple of seconds you laugh took shaking your head.
“I’ll just focus on one person instead” You smile hoping she catches what you mean. Her cheeks turn scarlet as she looks around the caf to see if anyone else heard what you said. They didn’t obviously, and even if they did it’s not like they’d know. She peers over at you with her piercing eyes and you feel yourself blush in return.
These moments, the hidden ones are the ones you think about when you’re alone. Moments where there’s no one else in the world but you two, that’s what makes your heart soar. Tonight as you play you’ll think about that time her hand brushed yours by accident in Steves pool as the moon shone bightly overhead. About her converse and how on the back you wrote your initials and she let you. You’ll be thinking about the million disjointed memories that have convinced you that Robin Buckley is the love of your life even if you can’t kiss her in the street or hold her hand at school. You’ll hold onto her eyes, her finger nails, the back of her neck, the curve of her nose, the way her hair falls and the smell of her on your clothes after you’ve hugged.
There’s only a lunch tables distance between you two but it feels like miles and miles, the only thing you can do is sit here and not touch. You focus on keeping your hands on your side but let your mind wander as she talks through lunch.
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Later in your room as you get dressed for the second time today you start to feel the nerves. Steve, Robin, and Eddie wait in the car downstairs as you shimmy into a long layered white dress. It dips low on your chest accentuating your sun necklace that hangs right in the middle of your chest. You shake your hair out and add some blue liner to your eyes. Slipping on your beaded bracelet and a couple rings you spray yourself with some perfume before you grab your guitar and you’re out the door again.
Your friends conversations come to a halt as they see you coming through the open mouth of the house door.
“Why is no one talking?” You ask as you walk to the driver seat which has been abandoned.
Their mouths close, Eddie faces forward playing with his hair. Steve coughs before shifting away from Eddie in the backseat. Robin shrugs and opens the mirror to reapply some mascara.
You get yourself adjusted in the seat before starting to drive.
“So what songs am I playing tonight?” You ask Eddie peeking back in the rearview trying to break the tension.
“What songs do you know?” He leans up and pops his head in between the middle seats
You think for a minute before replying.
“Edge of Seventeen, Eyes without a face, Smoke on the water, and as a joke happy birthday”
He sit’s back and sighs. This was going to be painful for everyone involved.
“Oh sorry I don’t learn heavy metal on my free time Munson. Would you rather I turn this car around?” You ask
“Now look who’s turning into a mom” Steve mumbles under his breath.
“Shut it Harrington, unless you want to join Eddie in having a broken wrist” you smile brightly as your knuckles squeeze the steering wheel.
“Okayyy everyone just chill out. She’ll play the song she can do best and Eddie you can give her the notes for one of your songs and she’ll learn it on the spot, easy.” Robin says brightly trying to calm you down. It was not working but you tried to remain calm as you continue to drive.
“Someone put on some music please” You say. Immediately Robin shoves on into the car stereo and hits play before anyone else can say anything. You make eye contact with her and mouth ‘thank you’ before focusing on the road again.
The drive helped relax you some because you could only focus on the drive itself. making sure you were following all the rules. Heaven forbid you get a ticket which driving Steve’s car you’ll never hear the end of it. You were driving for a while before pulling into the parking lot. Eddie hops out and grabs stuff from the trunk and with Steve’s help drags it inside.
You sit with your head on the steering wheel breathing deeply. Robin watches you unsure of what to say before reaching over to place her hand on yours. The action startles you until you’re alone in the car, it’s nighttime, and the place is practically empty. She doesn’t say something which is unlike her. You look over, head still on the wheel. She gives you a small smile and you want to tuck the stray hairs covering her face behind her ear. The warmth of her hand over yours pulls all your focus, it radiates up your arms giving you goosebumps. She gives it a small squeeze before leaving the car. You take three more deep breaths before leaving the car to help them set up.
The Hideout never had much of a crowd on weekdays thankfully. The lighting was low coming from a couple lamps and sets of string lights. Smelling beer and wood as you walked in you made your way to your friends as they set up. You said hi to the other members of Corroded Coffin with a wave.
After you all set up Eddie introduces the band and then explains about his wrist motioning that you’ll be filling in on guitar for a couple songs. He hands you the sheet music for one of his most played songs and you follow along easy enough. Luckily you had been practicing a lot, and Eddie wasn’t Van Halen so you could stumble your way through. You could feel the sweat running down your back as you played trying to locate Robins piercing eyes through the lights on stage.
You found her halfway through the first song but it was hard to play and keep eye contact so you opted for staring down at your own fingers as they played. That was 3 songs ago and when you looked up to find her again you couldn’t.
“Okay and this next song is a cover of Eyes Without a Face by Billy Idol. My wonderful guitarist has been killing it so let’s throw her a bone folks” He laughs
Thank fucking god because you were butchering the other songs and it was getting shameful and he knew it.
The first notes started playing as you try to relocate Robin in the dimly lit room.
You find her, closer to the stage just as Eddie pulls you up to sing with him. Trying to get over your nerves you smile gently.
“I'm so out of hope
One more bad break
And I might fall
When I'm far from home
Don't call me on the phone
To tell me you're alone”
You harmonize pretty well with him especially because now you can actually play your instrument correctly. Robin stands close to the stage standing next to Steve her head nodding along to the beat. She loves this song and you know it. You find yourself singing to her as you say the next words
“You see it's so easy to deceive
It's easy to tease
But hard to get release
eyes without a face
(Les yeux sans visage) eyes without a face
(Les yeux sans visage) eyes without a face
They got no human grace
They're eyes without a face”
You’re picturing her room. The walls covered in different movie posters, ones you’ve seen and some you haven’t. Her lamp illuminating the French textbook splayed open between the two of you. She had been trying to get you to learn French so you guys could talk to each other in school or just in general. In an attempt to be a good friend you said yes. You had managed maybe two minutes of French lessons before losing focus instead studying the room around you. The messy desk covered in notes and sharpies. The sneakers lined up by her door were once in a line but are now a jumbled pile of laces and tongues. You start counting the glow in the dark stars on her celling and the way her hair smells. She’s speaking in full sentences by the time you tune back in and she can totally tell you’re not listening.
“tu as de la chance tu es jolie” She says with a smile. (You’re lucky you’re pretty)
You shove her as you try to find the definition to that. You never did because that was the night your parents called you home early, upset that you didn’t go to church with them. As you said goodbye she hugged you, like really grabbed you and hugged you. It was so quick you had only a second to meet eyes as she brought you in before the door was being closed and the porch light was turned off. Those milliseconds were burned into your head, you could feel her breathing beating heart against yours and it was just as wild. You had found the mirror image of your affection and she was beautiful.
You were pulled back into the bright stage lights to sing the next lines.
“I spent all my time
Believing all the lies
To keep my dreams alive
Yes, it makes me sad
It makes you mad at truth
For loving what was your eyes without a face”
Despite all these longing stares and accidental not accidental hand bumping you two had never found the confidence to say the words. Even if you were positive she liked girls, how could you be positive she liked you? There were times when she barely even spoke to you let alone smiled or tried to teach you French. And in this town it’s not like you could just tell her, not with what feels like everyone watching. That’s the problem with living in a fishbowl, there’s only so much room to breathe and there’s always a kid pounding on the glass. You spend your days in class thinking up imaginary tales to coddle your lonely heart. Hours listening to songs she might like and days hoping she’ll give you another smile or another flutter of her pretty lashes. You’re so furious the first time something almost happens, because it doesn’t. The first almost is always the worst and then after your life becomes a never ending parade of almosts and could haves until you get sick of it. You’re getting sick of here and now on this stage.
Eddie takes lead on this next part and let’s you stand center stage to play the guitar. It’s the loudest part of the song right now and you work out your frustrations as your fingers move to the song. You’re sweating and breathing heavy as you whip your hair from side to side. Robin stands in awe air playing her own guitar to match.
“When you hear the music, you make a dip
Into someone else's pocket then make a slip
Steal a car and go to Las Vegas
Oh, the gigolo pool
Hanging out by the state line
Turning holy water into wine
Drinking it down, oh
I'm on a bus on a psychedelic trip
Reading murder books, trying to stay hip
I'm thinking of you and you're out there, so
Say your prayers
Say your prayers
Say your prayers”
You play fiercely until you join Eddie to sing again bringing it back in. The song is ending soon and you find yourself anxious to be off the stage so you can talk to Robin. It’s got to be now, or you’ll lose the courage come tomorrow.
“Now I close my eyes
And I wonder why
I don't despise
Now all I can do
Is love what was once
So alive and new
But it's gone from your eyes
I'd better realize
You want that, the kind of love you’re singing about. The love that’s alive and new. And maybe one day you’ll realize she isn’t the one. Maybe you’ll wake up and not want to see her face lying next to you. But today isn’t that day and you aren’t that girl. You are alive here with her in this dingy bar in this small town. You are burning so bright you can feel the red hot heat coming from your cheeks. Everything will be new, every second of time with her will be like seeing the world for the first time and you are so desperate to see something new. To feel something other than want and empty longing.
You finish strong singing the French while Eddie sings the English. Robins eye’s haven’t left yours since the start and now as she realizes it’s almost over she breaks the contact to fix her tie.
(Les yeux sans visage)
Eyes without a face
(Les yeux sans visage)
Eyes without a face
(Les yeux sans visage)
Eyes without a face
Got no human grace
You're eyes without a face
Such a human waste
You're eyes without a face”
Eddie closes out and thanks the 12 people watching before stepping off. You don’t even hear the congratulations before you’re grabbing Robins hand and pulling her off to the ladies room. Making sure you lock the door as you enter, you immediately turn and gently pull her towards you.
“If you don’t want me, tell me to stop and I'll walk out that door and we’ll never talk about this again” You say breathing heavily looking between her eyes and her lips.
“I- I want-” She stutters trying to find the words
“Robin, tell me what you want. Anything, and it’s yours” You reply stroking her cheek.
“Kiss me” she whispers it like she’s afraid it’s going to hurt. And it kind of does.
The way wanting something so bad and finally getting it kind of hurts, the way loving someone so much it kind of kills you hurts. The way it feels to cry out of happiness or to laugh in the saddest moments in your life. It hurts because you’ll probably never kiss her outside of dirty bars and locked doors. IT hurts because you know you’ll never be able to get the taste of her out of your mouth. Her lips on yours cause real electricity to run up your spine and you feel the urge to pull away and check for burning. You are on fire like live wires are melting into your skin and you want to keep kissing her in the filth bar bathroom forever. Her mouth is on yours and its hot as she breaths into you. Her hands come up to meet your waist as she holds you in place slipping her tongue into your mouth before quickly pulling away.
You both stare in bewilderment, like two animals caught in a trap. She can’t believe that just happened and neither can you. It’s so not like her to kiss people spontaneously but as the shock wears off you both realize this was anything but random.
All those moments of buildup, all the times you wish you kissed her but didn’t, all the words scribbled on pages and pages of your diary led to that kiss.
“I’m so sorry! Oh my god if that’s not what you meant then I cannot believe I just did that and we should go they’re probably waiting for us oh my god” She practically screams as she pulls away from you. Tears sprung out in her eyes immediately.
“Are you apologizing for giving me the best kiss I've ever had in my life right now? You cannot be that out of touch with social cues,” You reply laughing as you clap your hands together, “I wanted you to kiss me. And you wanted to kiss me right?” You ask suddenly afraid that you were the pushy one.
She nods her head almost immediately.
“That was a lot and it was sudden and we can take it as slow as you want from now on but when I was on that stage the only thing I was thinking about was you. You and you’re beautiful eyes and how badly I've wanted you since you made me watch Eyes Without a Face in French even though I couldn’t understand it. I knew I had to play that song and I’m so happy I did” You said in one long burst.
She laughed lightly wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes. Her hand shook as she reached out for yours.
“I’m happy too. Thank god for Eddie not being able to walk and chew gum at the same time” She said making you laugh. You stand there for a moment.
“I know, right now, we can’t be together out there and that kills me everyday. But in here, where it’s just us, will you be my girlfriend?” You ask bringing her hands up to your mouth and kissing them gently. The action makes her squirm with love.
“You want to date me in here?” She says finally looking around toward the disgusting scenery. You blink at her trying to tell if she’s being sincere or not.
“No, not in this filthy bathroom. What I mean is, whenever we’re together we can live in our own little world. When it’s just you and me we can do whatever we want and I like it that way. You look at me with those eyed and I know I'm home. So will you be with me, in here?” you point to your heart and then hers. Her face breaks into a wide smile before she pulls you in to hug you.
“yes yes yes a million times yes” Her voice reverberates into your shoulder and you let your hands come around her. You’re surrounded by her smell, her soft skin, the feel of her hair tickling your nose and neck, the way she is swaying from side to side, the feel of her heart on yours and you think to yourself,
iloveyouiloveyouiloveyouiloveyou.
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💌message to jamie🐺: was scary in the helicopter but then i thought it was cool👍
💌message to jamie🐺: just made sure to hold onto bucky bear tight when i was on it👍
💌message to jamie🐺: *sends pictures of my bear at a computer, at coffee machine, sitting on my lap at the computer, and in a car*
💌message to jamie🐺: mhm yeah🥺 i’ll try and stay at my desk so don’t have to worry as much about the fighting🥺
💌message to jamie🐺: wish could have ur kissies now :( cut reopened a little :( was my fault though :(
💌message to jamie🐺: dw gonna go to the medbay 👍 *sends a selfie of myself holding a thumbs up, walking and holding a gauze against my cheek*
💌message to jamie🐺: omgggggg the charm and collar is so pretty jamie🥰💗 i love it!
💌message to jamie🐺: dbfbsjs oh goodness mhm guess we’re both just pent up meep
💌message to jamie🐺: feeling more shy today eek
💌message to jamie🐺: but i would also like to uhhhh play with uuuuuu
💌message to jamie🐺: mmmm… i think is really hot when u call urself daddy dhdhdhdhd eek and uuhhh some… dirty talk meep bdbfnss i mean u already do that … but i suppose more uhhh… mmm meep idk idk whatever u are doing is really good👍
💌message to jamie🐺: i love uuuuu💗love being urs n ur mine💗
💌message to jamie🐺: *sends a video with my phone propped up, sitting on a pillow, grinding it slowly* mmmm j-james… want your cum… *moans softly, grinding hard against the pillow, pulling my shirt off* mmmm… feels so good… b-but your thigh is better… m-miss it… mmmmm wish i saw more of y-your cock in your video james… t-teased me… *pouts at the camera, then grinds faster* i m-miss you… mmm i’m y-your good girl james… g-gonna be good girl for y-you… *moans, rubbing my tits, leaning my head back* mmm… w-wanna… g-grind on y-your thigh… or y-your cock… f-feels so good… *whimpers* w-would p-push it inside m-me after…. b-big c-cock… in m-my tiny p-pussy… mmm… y-you like that j-james? c-cock is so b-big and hard… w-wish i could suck it…. mmm… g-give it k-kissies… grind on i-it… s-so much wanna do… *whines loudly* mmm… g-gonna cum… ‘m c-cumming james… i l-love you *whines loudly, releasing, panting heavily, then chuckles softly, quickly stopping the video*
💌voice message to jamie🐺: h-hey honey… mmm no i promise i didn’t mean to *chuckles softly trailing off* umm i w-wasn’t looking where i was going and i bumped i-into someone… h-hit my cheek n just… *chuckles quietly* y-yeah… was my fault… *clears my throat* erm, i’m okay though, went to the medbay and got it re-dressed… *hums, pausing for a second* erm, anyways… *chuckles awkwardly* yeah you’re sending very naughty videos… but so am i *chuckles* so am the same way… being away from you… just want you more jamie… i’m okay, hope you’re okay… *chuckles* okay, that’s good… bunny’s gotta be all clean n ready for bedtime with you… mmm gonna give you big big hug when i see you… cuddling you… holding hands… kissies… everything… *chuckles softly* mmm i know is not the same… but i think is cute when you send kissy noises… *makes kiss noises* hope you liked mine… pressed my bracelet again baby… mmm that’s good you think of that, i think of that too when i feel you press yours my baby… oh gosh… can’t wait to be home with you… i m-miss having y-you here to take care of me… i m-mean i can take care of myself of course… but i just… m-miss y-you… *chuckles softly* y-you know what i mean… anyways, i agree, it absolutely sucks not being able to cuddle with you in bed… sitting in the kitchen… cause didn’t wanna be in the room to record this with bruce around… i sleep better with you around too… *sighs softly* i really miss you… i love you james… i really love you… *chuckles softly* i’ve been imagining those kissies too… your sweet, soft, quick ones *chuckles softly* those are really adorable… i miss you… i’ll be safe… will try to stay out of the medbay *chuckles* you stay safe, okay? i love you… i love you so much…
💌comms: w-wolf? *pauses, waiting for a response* just m-miss you… miss you lot… mmm… my cheek hurts *chuckles softly* i love you… stay safe, okay? i love you so much… night night…
💌message to jamie🐺: ur so freaking cute
💌message to jamie🐺: really really cute
💌message to jamie🐺: i’m happy ur safe :)
💌message to jamie🐺: i promise i’m safe too *sends a sleepy selfie, sending a thumbs up*
💌message to bunny: miss you too honey
💌message to bunny: cool :)
💌message to bunny: Your wolfie
💌message to bunny: yeah am getting fitted for a tux :) *sends a picture of me in just the suit pants, no shirt, smiling, someone measuring my leg*
💌message to bunny: love you too❤️
💌message to bunny: mhm we are in love❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
💌message to bunny: Good, I wanna give you all the butterflies in the world
💌message to bunny: okay, just be safe when traveling
💌message to bunny: helicopters are cool once you get used to them :)
💌message to bunny: bucky the bear is lucky to be that close to you
💌message to bunny: *sends picture of me brushing my teeth, the bunny plushie sitting on the counter, one of me in the car with it on my lap, then one of me kissing it’s head*
💌message to bunny: Oh no:( are you okay baby? How bad is the cut?
💌message to bunny: okay, be careful please
💌message to bunny: *sends a picture of the small cut above my eyebrow* mine’s healed up
💌message to bunny: yeah? You liked the collar? Felt a bit silly about it. Didn’t know if it was weird lol
💌message to bunny: lol my shy baby. You wanna have sex with me? :)
💌message to bunny: noted👍I like seeing your face when you send naughty videos.
💌message to bunny: love you❤️❤️❤️good, I love being yours. And I love that you’re all mine.
💌message to bunny: Goddamn you love grinding lol
💌message to bunny: you’re very sexy scout, my dirty dirty girl
💌voice message to bunny: hey baby…I can’t send a video right now so just my voice will have to do okay? *chuckles, spitting audibly* ‘m in the fuckin’ bathroom *chuckles* I couldn’t work…doin’ some…computer shit today and…you send me that video and…just can’t focus with my cock pressin’ against my zipper…got so hard…*chuckles and moans quietly* I’ll send you a picture later…I promise…mmm mhm I want my big cock in your tiny pussy…*whimpers* was waitin’ for you to mention suckin’ my cock…god I miss it so much baby…need you on your knees for me so badly…just need you so badly…f-fffuck…you could do whatever the fuck you want to my cock when we’re together again…shit, I love you my baby…g-gonna cum for you…f-fuck…I wish you were takin’ it in your mouth…fuck…*moans quietly, my breath hitching and pants* I love you…
💌message to bunny: *sends a picture of my metal hand grasping my cock, my cum dripping down the hand, then one of me in the mirror after I’ve cleaned up, smiling, my hair a little messy, then sends another one of me sitting at a desk, smiling, Nat right next to me*
💌message to bunny: I always see your dirty messages at the worst times but I love you :) thank you for sending them my baby
💌message to bunny: have I gotten better at sexting? And texting lol
💌voice message to bunny: hi baby…that’s okay baby…sounds like an accident…make sure you get it checked on tomorrow too okay? You don’t want it to get infected…*chuckles* y-yeah uh…s-sorry ‘m sendin’ lots of them…you can always ignore them if you’re not feelin’ it…uh…you sure bruce is never around when you do them? *snorts* um…’m okay…was a busy day…I hope you’re okay…*chuckles* yeah I cleaned her immediately baby…then tucked her in…it is cute baby, here *makes kissy noises back and chuckles* i felt it…the bracelet…when you pressed it…I’ll do mine now…oh baby…I miss takin’ care of you too…and I miss you takin’ care of me…*chuckles* you know I can take care of myself too but…’s different when the love of your life is helping with that…*chuckles* oh…’m glad you’re not recordin’ this when Bruce is around…is that mean? *chuckles* I just feel like these messages are for us you know? No one else…Stevie’s not here right now…mmm in bed…but ‘m gonna take a shower then go to sleep…I really miss you too baby…love you so fuckin’ much…good, good…keep thinkin’ of those kissies okay? *chuckles* yeah, please stay out of the medbay, doll…I’ll stay safe…I love you too baby…love you…
💌comms: hey bunny…I miss you a lot too…*sighs* you got any pain medication? Be careful, please, bunny…I love you too…I’ll be safe, I promise…love you so much…goodnight…
💌message to bunny: Look at my sleepy girl :)
💌message to bunny: wanna hold you baby
💌message to bunny: *sends a picture of me in a towel, smiling, then another of me in bed in just my boxers* night, baby
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Monster High Live Action THOTS
welcome to thots :)
im ur host leonidas thotticus and today we are talking Monster High: The Movie (2022) with some spoilers ! it is all OPINION and only on the viewing of the movie versus my own MH opinions. Mostly on character portrayal and designs! and i had fun writing this lol
tbhh honestly i am not a good critic because a movie that entertains me is a good movie.
I think the best viewing experience is thinking of it as separate from the original because they aren't the same, and comparing them is kind of pointless, and i'll try to not do that but it is hard.
I'm only giving opinions here cause I haven't done any research besides like scrolling the tag on tumblr lol.
My fave was Frankie, obviously. Nonbinary, neurodivergent representation!! I felt very seen, and represented!! I wish i was that cool in high school! They're full of knowledge, don't really know social rules (and even comment on the fact that there seems to be this rule book that everyone but them has read) and man MOOD. I love their outfits, they are the right amount of ugly that i personally love to sport and yeah <3 big love for Frankie.
Draculaura made me kinda :/ initially because she's kinda a bitch at the beginning. but! she isnt meant to be G1 Draculaura! I wish she was kinder but she comes around. I really related to having parents that have insane expectations of you (the whole 'a 92% is failing' thing was like. wow mood.) and not wanting to let them down so you aren't your full self around them? heart breaking. love u draculaura. also loved that Dracula was a little pink lol.
Clawdeen was alright. Her actress was very um.... Disney in the 2000s acting wise. But like it wasn't bad! I think the half human half werewolf thing has the potential to be cool but they were really fast to be like 'hey we actually are cool with humans!' and outed Clawdeen which is weird like? i feel like the other students weren't just gonna be accepting immediately. Like, idk way to put a target on her. Her outfits were definitely not the most fashionable but i did like some of them! Also the ears were really cool :3 she also has a pretty singing voice ngl she killed it
Cleo was boring. i miss her being a mean girl who also supported her ghouls and loved them. like. she only comes around cause Clawdeen saved her? also dont understand Deuce's reasons for leaving her? were they bullies together and he didn't want to be anymore? i think that's what i got from that? wack.
Ghoulia also wasn't given very much screentime, and they took away the whole zombie genius thing!! which sucks cause i really liked that she was so smart even though people couldn't understand her all the time. But!! Cleo and the ghouls could and always trusted her!! she was such a side character in this movie. I get that maybe they didnt have the budget for the other characters to have bigger storylines or whatever and thats cool. I hope they do more with everyone in the animated show, cause it seems like it follows the same lore as the movie thus far.
Deuce actually still very swaggy even though he looks like Jughead. I miss his sunglasses cause how tf do normal glasses protect people !?!?! maybe they explained it and i missed it
Heath :( my poor flamey boy. :( the cgi was so bad. and he barely did anything. but again, not enough budget and time whatever. pls more heath in the show <3
I loved Bloodgood but her jacket was like. so cheap looking. the lining stuff on the collar was so weird? like they didn't completely cover it? and the buttons were weird? idk it didnt vibe with me.
Mr. Komos did look like Jackson and then wound up being Hyde's son which is cool! fun twist! easy to see coming but still interesting i think. His full monster design was kinda funny though. like not super scary. the power to take other monster's powers?? pretty sick ngl.
Some of the outfits were boring, some of them were alright and fun even! Frankie's were my favorite obvs. I think they gave Draculaura a darker aesthetic which is cool and witchy but i also hope they bring back some of the more like dainty victorian looks to kinda idk? balance it? clash a little in a good way? they were more modern designs for sure and i get that, and that it wasn't ever going to be as alternative and gothic as the original and thats okay! i think they could've done more but hey. budget i guess.
OVERALL
it was as cheesy and goofy and plot-hole ridden as any other MH movie I've seen. Was it a Cinematic Masterpiece? No. Was it pretty okay? yeah! fun, silly, definitely a kids movie I would've enjoyed as a kid. I'd say if you're gonna watch it- pirate it! and maybe don't go in thinking you're gonna hate it cause then i mean, yeah you're gonna hate it. it isnt G1, don't expect it to be.
thank u for coming to my thots, i might do this more often because its fun :) there are lots of movies i've never seen that everyone ever has seen so maybe? i'll do that! idk like and subcscribes
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i dont really know much about american girl dolls but i think theyre really cool! do you think you could tell me about your favorite one?
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! YES YES YESSSSSSS! IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS AGHHHHHHHHH OMG OMG OMG.
Okay um... I didn't just do that. Fr fr. No I'm cool.
Okay... who do I infodump about? I read Caroline Abbott, cécile Ray, and Marie Grace Gardener's books growing up, but I own Kit and Maryellen.
I think imma go with Kit Kittridge, from 1930's Cincinnati, Ohio
OKAY SO. I NEVER READ ANY BOOKS PAST MEET SO I REALLY DONT KNOW TOO MUCH BUT I WATCHED THE MOVIE SO...
her meet outfit looks like this
"Shes (not) a faking lying blone schemer and her name isn't Kit... ITS MARGRET"
Had to throw a total drama reference in there, but it's true. Her real name is Margaret Mildred Kittridge. She was named after her mom and like... grandma, but like she wasn't her grandma? Idk it's hard to explain. I know what I mean so I guess it works. She got the name Kit because when she was a kid her father sang this song that went like "pack up your troubles in your old kit bag" and kit loved it so she would always say "dad! Sing the Kit song!" And the name stuck. (The song is a bop and I obsessively listened to it last year when I first heard the actual song.)
Idk if you want to listen to it it's there. I did research on it but that's a whole separate thing. Also yes it does use the f slur. It was regarding cigarettes (damn British people)
Okay... storyline (I remember the movie more. I only read the beforever book too so my memory of the actual story is a bit tainted. And because the beforever books are honestly horrible because they cut out legitimately the entire story to make it shorter, I will be referring to the movie.)
So the movie starts out with kit going to her brother Charlie's place of work to turn in a newspaper she wrote herself (he works at the Cincinnati News thingy. Idk I don't read the news.) In the book he is living at home about to leave for uni, and he doesn't go because they are too poor. So this guy is like "hey this is a giant company... we can't take ur newspaper sorry" and she goes home.
When she gets there there are two hobos who need a job for some food and she brings them to her mom so they can get some. Tbh I can't remember their names. One is this like... tall white boy, and the other is a child. He isn't white. He's prolly black but idk. The mom, Margret is hanging out with Judgy socialites and she is nice but the others are not. One of them makes a comment about how it's disgusting how they don't have a place to live (keep her in mind she is important later.) Then her and three other girls go into a treehouse together and take an oath of allegiance to the treehouse club. It's basically about women who did great things like Amelia Earheart. In it is her best friend Ruth-Ann "Ruthie" Smithens, and two other girls. They are sisters and live across the street.
Unfortunately in the middle of the oath the look outside to see the girls mom weeping outside the house, and all of their furniture being moved out. A foreclosure sign was being nailed into their front yard. Both girls ledt to never be seen again. Seriously where did they go? Anyway this didn't really affect our unvothered queen Kit and she decided to write a newspaper article about it for her father to read. (In the book he came home in a car, in the movie he walked. Idk why tbh.) It deeply bothered him and he had a sad demeaner
Nothing really happens for a bit if I remember right, until she goes on a little trip to the store or something and she sees a little dog with a sign that says "name is grace. Can't feed anymore" and she begs her mom to get her. She reluctantly says yes and suddenly a man runs by with a stolen wallet. He has a parrot tattoo. Remember that for later too.
That night her snobby rich uncle came over and raged over the fact they adopted a dog and nothing else really happened. He has more importance in the books I think.
Anyway. Remember that socialite from earlier? Yeah. She becomes homeless. Karma. Margret, who felt they were doing fine invited her to live with them, and she did. She moved in with her son whatsitsface or whatever. Idk he's not #girlpower or whatever. He is girlypop. Defo fr. Anyway in the book he's like "frail" or whatever and kit hates him for it. So not slay kit. Be nice to him (I just rememyhis name was Stirling.)
Anyway her dad comes home from work and is concerned about the fact they moved in and then kit goes to school. There is a bully and Stirling essentially tar and feathered him (kits school outfit ft. Maryellen because this is the only one I took btw)
Anyway so basically they're taking a field trip to the food kitchen to help the less fortunate and kit sees her dad and throws a hissy fit saying she hates her dad or something. In the book he just sold the car and that's what set her off. He went to Chicago or something and she got so mad and typed on the typewriter about how stupid Chicago was and money and how she hated her dad, then scrapped the letter and wrote about how cool the boarders she took in were. Yes boarders. The ones in the book seem lame. It was like a few teachers and a doctor or something idk. In the movie tho, a dancer, a librarian, a magician, then of course Stirling and his mom.
Nothing really happens for a while excepy that those two hobos have been working for them still and Margret gives them the dad's old boots. That's important to know.
Kit goes to the hobo camp with Stirling, Ruthie, and the two hobos and she writes a newspaper about it. She tries to get this one published but fails again.
Then she goes home and her family and all boarders put their values into a box and hid it in the house because Ruthies dad (a rich banker who keeps none of his money in the bank) was robbed. Actually it was robbed by some guy... no someone they know. They had kits dad's shoes. YES JT WAS THE HOBOS. but they wouldn't do that... would they? No... because the culprit has a parrot tattoo and neither had that!!!
So basically they were framed... but by who?
No time to figure it out because the kitties were robbed and their house was foreclosed. They had only a little bit to move out, but until that one of the boarders' cousins moved in. Kit saw that he had a tattoo and investigated his room while they were gone. She found EVERYTHING that was stolen, and chased them down. They found her Ruthie and Stirling and they got into this epic chase. Because they could read hobo they figured out which way the camp was and switched the sign backwards. The hobos knew them, and liked them, so they hid them when the people came (the magician, his cousin, and the librarian oddly enough) and they threatened the hobos. Basically the popo caught them or something and the other hobos were released (oh yeah I forgot to mention the short one ended up being trans omg)
Kit won her family a cash reward because it turned out they were like major criminals, then she wrote a newspaper article, got it published, and got like 3k in modern day money from it. They were saved.
Thanksgiving day came up and it was pretty normal, except now there were boarders. Then the door rings. Kit jumps up thinking it's her dad and it ends up being every single hobo from camp bringing a different kind of hobo food. Also the trans one learned to read thats like a whole sub plot I forgot to mention. She reads in front of the whole group of people and everyone is happy, except for kit. She misses dad. All of a sudden in the isolating quiet of such a loud place she looks outside and sees a figure. HER DAD.
Anyway that was basically it tbh but here are some other outfits I have
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soft thought: being nick's longtime gf!
he's gonna be really close to ur family and especially loves ur younger sibling. u and ur sibling have a rlly big age gap so he also has watched them grow up and is basically they’re older brother too. then one day, he decides to take them out when he believes they’re “of age” to date and shows them how it’s done — if you got a boy younger sibling, he teaches them how to be polite on a first date by making him practice with you (shows him where to get the best flowers in town, sets up date with you but forces him to drive + hold open the doors, pay for the meal, etc) / if your younger sibling is a girl, he takes them out on a date to show how she should be treated (definitely tries to intimidate her first boyfriend too when time comes around) :’’-)
idk why but nick comes off with having southern hospitality but he’s deadass from michigan lol
(maybe we can get an imagine of the said-date practices ?)
HOW TO TREAT THEM RIGHT
tagging @fifthovertime cause we’re all in our nick-feels.
you and nick had been dating for so long, you probably knew each other better than you knew yourselves. he knew how you liked your coffee and knew you liked mustard on your burgers but ketchup on your hot dogs.
you knew he liked his toast plain with just butter and sometimes some jam. you knew he picked out his shoes in the morning before the rest of his outfit because as he said "the shoes make the outfit".
he also helped you babysit your younger brother when your parents were busy. he knew your brother loved chocolate ice cream but vanilla cake. he knew a lot.
"you busy today?" nick asked, popping his head into your brother's room.
"i don't think so." your brother, anthony, answered, looking at nick confused.
"cool, cause we're going out."
"we are?"
"yep. grab your jacket. get some shoes, let's go." nick told him, then walking away, towards your room.
"hey, didn't know you were coming by today." you smiled.
"yeah, just here for anthony."
"anthony? why?" you looked just as confused as anthony had a few seconds prior.
"we're having a guy's day." nick smirked.
"we are?!" anthony popped his head out of his room, looking as excited as ever.
"yeah, we are." nick nodded, "now hurry up."
nick drove them to a local diner, the one where you and nick had your first date, "what're we doing here?"
"well, i'm gonna teach you how to treat your future partner right." anthony looked confused, "if you wanna stay with them, you gotta treat 'em right." the kid nodded.
throughout the day, nick showed anthony how to treat his future partner right. he pulled back up to your house and put the car in park, "so, you got everything i taught you?"
"yep." anthony nodded, then ratted off everything nick had taught him.
"good." nick nodded, then reached into the backseat for the two bouquets of flowers.
they walked through the front door of your house, "mom?" anthony hollered.
"anthony?" she responded, coming out of the kitchen, "what's this?"
"these are for you." anthony smiled, handing his mother the flowers.
"for me?" she gasped, "thank you. they're beautiful." she kissed his head, "go wash up for dinner." she smiled.
your mom sent nick a smile, and wink, before nodding up the stair towards where the bedrooms were. nick smiled, then made his way up to your room.
he knocked on the door, then pushed it open, keeping the flowers behind his back, "hi." you smiled, pushing your show, "how was your day with anthony?"
"great. he had an amazing time." nick boasted.
"what's behind your back?" you asked, raising a brow.
"oh, nothing. just these." he pulled the flowers around and showed you.
"they're beautiful." you gasped, running your finger across each flower carefully, then pulling him into a hug, "thank you, nickey." he groaned at the nickname, "oh, be quiet. you love it."
"whatever you say."
umich weekend!
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Hey could u do a blurb of someone probably Mitch or sara or Jeff or Lambert walking in on reader and Harry backstage having sex? Like reader would be so embarrassed and Harry would take it very lightly. And the person walking in teases them all the time about it. Thank you so much. Love 💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟 ur writing.
anon: What about Post-concert love making?
okay so i guess we’re doing this *smiles cheekily* ;
The “whale” was back.
Right at the end of Kiwi, Harry filled his mouth with cool water and sprayed it into the air like a fountain of energy, later it would look like a fountain of love as captured on camera by a fan.
Harry ran off the stage, fans following closely behind in what looked like a stampede almost. He grabbed a black mask from one of his security guards and put it on whilst he started running off backstage. He waved to a couple of fans and blew kisses to as many people as he could, still so very high on adrenaline. When he saw you in his line of vision, his adrenaline only increased. He thought about all that he was about to do to you and swore his cock had never ached so desperately.
He ran past you, grabbing tight onto your hand as he did so forcing you to run with him. Luckily for you, you were only wearing trainers so didn’t feel like you were about to fall over in heels.
“What….” You laughed, not knowing whether Harry could even hear you behind your mask but you underestimated him.
“Just come w’me.” He pulled you further backstage, passing Jeff along the way.
“1 hour before we leave.” Jeff made clear to Harry, knowing your boyfriend had a track record of not keeping an eye on time when it came to intimate activities with you.
“Got it!” Harry shouted back as he continued to run, you behind him.
“1 hour!” Jeff shouted again, emphasising every syllable. Harry laughed and waved him goodbye as he rounded a corner with you.
You both ran down the corridor and took another left, before Harry punched in the code to his dressing room door rapidly and pushed you both in so fast everything was a blur of bodies and pink. Because yes, Harry’s outfit was pink. As soon as the door shut behind you, Harry pushed you against the door, unhooking your mask and throwing it in the bin - same with his, before smashing his lips to yours. His lips were sweaty and the unshaved hairs were bristly against your mouth, but you loved it so fucking much.
“Fuck baby.” He leaned against your lips, pinning his hands either side of your head on the door as his lips took control over yours. His body was a distance away from you, but you pushed yourself into him by gripping the back of his neck and caving yourself into him. He felt so good against you. His body so wet and hard. His torso was glistening in the golden light and he looked so much like a God.
“Did so good tonight, babe.” You talked against his lips.
“Ssh ssh.” Harry whispered, making you stop for a brief moment to listen to him, “Praise me later, love me now.” And you smashed your lips back onto his, pulling yourself even further onto his body so his arms had to go around your waist to support you both. His hands felt warm and flush against your cooler skin and it gave you so many goosebumps it was unnatural. He lifted you up with the strength of his muscular arms and carried you over to the dressing table, kissing you continuously. He put you down safely in a clear spot and untangled his arms around your waist to spread open your legs. Lucky for him, you were wearing a skirt.
His face looked up at yours and smirked. That damn smirk.
“Gonna ruin you m’heart.” How could his words me so corrupted and so sweet at the same time? You didn’t have much time to continue mentally answering that question though, as his fingers pulled aside your panties and his tongue was straight to licking you dry.
“Shit!” You screamed out and Harry brought his other hand up to cover over your mouth to keep you quiet, not needing this moment to be disrupted by someone barging in because they thought something was wrong.
“Shut up and take it like the good girl you are.” He whispered against your sensitive pussy, making your folds flutter and your insides swarm with butterflies. No one could ever make you feel the way your Harry did. Ever. “Taste too good.” He moaned against you, swirling his tongue all over you. In and out. Up and down. He concentrated on your clit until he could feel your legs already beginning to shake. Clearly you had already been close to your release just by watching him perform. He felt the same way just looking at you whilst singing songs like Watermelon Sugar and She.
His tongue destroyed you, pulsing in and out of you so fast until you could barely remember where you were. He was too fucking good at this, no wonder he wrote a song about it.
He left your cunt alone, standing up and making you whine in annoyance. His hand de-clamped from your mouth and he gave you a look like you thought too little of him if you thought he would just leave you this high and no release.
“H, please.” You begged, giving him your best puppy eyes. You were too focused on his hungry expression for you to notice that he was undoing his pants and boxers, letting his cock spring up against his chest. It was the wet noise of his cock hitting his toned abs that made you look down, gasping when you did. It was so thick and the veins were pulsing so proudly. You were so desperate for it, your pussy between your thighs wanting some sort of attention.
“See what you do to me?” He asked rhetorically but you nodded anyways, licking your lips as you looked at his throbbing cock eagerly.
“Want you.”
“Yeah? Y’want me and m’cock?”
“Please.”
He shifted himself forwards slightly, pumping his cock ready in one hand whilst pushing your panties to the side with his other. You moved forwards on the vanity so that you were perching on the edge. The first tip of his cock at your entrance made you breathless, jumping when you felt that sensitive connection between you two.
He pushed himself in slowly, making sure he filled you up completely. He took it slow so you could feel every vein and ever pulse of his cock, making you moan so deliciously when he was balls deep in you. You rested your palms on the vanity behind you and breathed out heavily to catch your breathe from this highly euphoric moment. Harry didn’t wait until you were ready to start pumping into you, pulling himself out of you only to forcefully thrust himself back in.
“Fuck.” He mumbled under his breathe, as one of his hands went to steady you at your waist whilst the other one picked up your thigh and rest it on his hip so he could angle himself better - deeper.
“Feel s’good.” You moaned out between your cries of ecstasy, trying to keep as quiet as possible.
“Feel even better wrapped around m’cock, baby. Been wanting this all night.” He continued to thrust harshly as he spoke, giving no room for adjustment but plenty for pleasure. You felt so good that you never wanted this to end. “The things you do to me… makes me wanna fuck you breathless.”
“Then do it.” You challenged him.
He took you up on that challenge, thrusting into you quicker than he had before and deeper too. You felt him in the pit of your stomach and man did he feel incredible. The wet sounds of skin slapping filled the room and you rolled your head back in the high of it all. Harry took this opportunity to lean forwards and kiss at your neck as much as he could, biting his love into your skin and staining his lips there so everyone knew you were his. He was so believably territorial sometimes. His pace was hard and fast, you high approaching quickly.
“Y’gonna cum, hm?” He asked, already knowing it was a yes.
“Please, need to. Please.” You begged him, moving your arms off the vanity and up around his neck to be closer to him. The movement made you both moan at the difference it made to your pleasures, feeling so warm and desired within the moment to thinking about much else.
“Yeah? Then cum f’me. Only f’me.”
“Just f’you.” You whispered, before kissing him tight as your orgasm overtook you, knowing your moans would’ve been overtly loud otherwise. He kissed you back with so much passion, you couldn’t work out whether it was love or lust or maybe both.
You felt cloud high.
Your lips parted and you both were trying your hardest to breathe, listening to each others heartbeat to sync up and calm down together. Harry kept pecking your lips as his release was still pulsing into inside of you, coating you with his thick cum that you’d no doubt be told to keep in you until he got you to the hotel room to lick it out. Your release left your toes tingling and your head empty, well apart from the dirty thoughts about the wonder man in front of you.
“Well that was—”
The door swung right open and in waltzed Jeff. Harry covered your body with his, still so deep inside of you. You tucked your head into Harry neck to hide you of this terrible and embarrassing moment. Harry’s arms tensed around you at the thought of someone seeing you right now, even though he was the one with his trousers down to his ankles.
“Jesus fuck…” Jeff shouted closing the door behind him over as he walked straight back out. “Lock the door next time.”
“What do you want?” Harry shouted, keeping you firmly encased in his protective hold.
“Plans changed. Need to go now.”
“How about 5 minutes?” Harry asked, knowing he needed some time to wash you clean and make sure you were alright to walk.
“Fine. But that’s all.” Jeff shouted and then you heard him walk away.
“That did not just happen.” You tried to convince yourself, laughing into Harrys neck.
“Just can’t help myself around you, can I?” Harry laughed, kissing the side of your head before he knew he had to get you two ready. Jeff would be back if not and he didn’t need his manager to see him buried deep inside of his girlfriend again.
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Description: HC's of aot characters that are all kinda madly in love with y/n, if only just in different ways. Aspects of Modern au.
Character(s): Eren, Mikasa, Armin, Jean, Marco, Sasha, Connie, Historia, Ymir, Annie, Reiner, Bertholdt, Levi, Erwin, Hanje
POV: 2nd, 3rd
Warning(s):
A/n: I know I said that I was ending my aot works but after the last episode's intense trauma I need some home groan therapy. Also please don't make fun of me for misspelling both Bertolt and Hange's names continually. Enjoy
Word Count: x
Song: lmao listen to everywhere I go by Hollywood undead.
*none of the gifs used are mine, full credit goes to the maker.
Y/n invites the AOT gang to a party.
You looked around for your friends, having foolish lost track of the chaotic group after you paused to hang your coat up. You warned them all to remain close, these college parties tended to get a little wild for your liking, but of course, they were all too stubborn.
"Hey you! I already said that we weren't playing Lady Gaga here!" Your ears prickled, and you turned, seeing Hanje at the DJ's box. You quirked a brow but made a mental note of where she was for later.
You moved on, searching for the rest of your friends. You opened the door to a bathroom, finding several girls hunched over, puking into the toilet, sink, and tub. Erwin was standing in the midst of the chaos, holding their hair as they drunkenly emptied their guts.
"Erwin? We've been here five minutes!" Erwin looked up at your newfound appearance. "Y/n! Quick, I think something in their drinks made them sick, you need to warn the other people at this party!" You met his blue eyes, "What?" He made a motion with his right hand, accidentally tugging on a girl's hair and bobbing her head. "Hey!" She squeaked before puking again. "Hurry, Y/l/n! They may not have much time left."
You rolled your eyes. "Erwin, they're drunk, not suffering from food poisoning." He looked down at the girls. "Really?" You sighed.
Later, you came upon Levi, who had been keeping a practiced eye on Hanje and other various members of your friend group. He had designated himself the designated driver of the group, which was admirable but you made sure not too drink too much either, knowing that there was no way Levi could possibly deal with all of you being wasted.
Reiner had challenged Annie to a drinking game, and was in the midst of losing miserably, whilst Bertholdt silently cleaned up the mess that Reiner and Annie created with their squashed beer cans.
You also found ymir and Historia cheerfully dancing to Poker face, and you marveled at the way the two seemed to be in their own world. You smiled, at the red that dusted ymir's cheeks and at Historia's hand on her cheek. A crash from the kitchen behind you caused you to cringe and jump slightly, before you rushed in.
Not unsurprisingly you found Connie and Sasha at the epicenter of the chaos. Neither were drunk but both were still idiots. A broken dish and what had been cheese fries was on the floor at their feet. "Hey! What'd I say about getting into their food?" You pointed threateningly at the duo. "If we do it don't get caught?" Sasha had a fry in her mouth and big eyes. "Clean this up, I'll go get Levi." "Oh, no don't get Levi!" Connie whined, waving his hands dramatically. "I'm getting him!"
Marco and Armin had found a old monopoly game and had sat down to play it in the dinning room of the house. You found it especially funny at the amount of girls the two had unwittingly attracted, who sat down to play with them.
"Y/n!" You perked up and turned, careful to not spill your drink. Jean smiled at you, his eyes the tiniest bit lidded. "Care for a dance?" You had actually been expecting this, since Jean's flirtiness doubled with the mix of alcohol. "You look hot, y/n!" He gently wrapped his hands around you as the two of you slid onto the dance floor. You laughed, enjoying Jean's wild dance moves. Finally he popped into a Russian dig, "hype me up best friend!" He called, and you whooped until he ran right into Eren.
"You drunk idiot! Hello, Y/n!" Eren glared at Jean, but smiled at you. "Look at this drink I made! It was clear but now it's brown!" Before you could respond, Jean hopped up. "y/n doesn't care about your shit drink!" You sighed as the two began arguing, which slowly developed into a tense dance battle between the two men.
Mikasa had been with Eren, you guessed most likely protectively watching over him. She watched with you, before you smirked and outstretched your hand. Mikasa took it, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.
In the soft glow of a living room, you and Mikasa danced together to an old 80's tune, the rest of your friends giving elsewhere. It was a nice party.
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Y/n wears a skimpy outfit
You smiled at yourself in the mirror, tugging gently on your new top. Oftentimes you found it hard to truly appreciate your body, but the corseted top made you feel like a definite hot girl. You wore long black shoes, tight leather pants, dark jewelry. You just looked ready to step on some bitches.
You exited your room, and grabbed your purse, ready to head out with your girls. Eren was sitting on your coach, playing some video game. "Hey we'll be heading out soon so I left some numbers to order pizza for when you get hungry." You turned, digging in your purse for your keys. "Y/n, I'm not a child! I can take care of- holy shit, y/n!" You turned, Eren had dropped his controller, no longer focused on his game. "You can't go out like that! There are men out there!" You smiled and pulled out ur taser, flashing it a couple times. "I know."
Mikasa exited her room from the same hall, entering the living room. "Y/n, you look nice." You smiled and put your taser up. "thanks Mikasa!" "Wait, Mikasa you're going out too?" Eren stood up. "it's girls night out, Eren." You rolled your eyes. "but I wanna go too!" Mikasa opened her mouth but you beat her to it. "No."
The front door opened and Armin entered, his blonde hair flittering in his eyes. "Hey; Eren, Mikasa, and..." A blush erupted onto his cheeks. "Y/n!" His blues casted panicked glances around the room as if he wasn't sure he should make direct eye contact with you.
Eren pointed to his flustered friend. "See!" Again you rolled your eyes. "You look v-very nice, y/n." Armin mumbled before he sat down. "Thanks, sweetie." Armin's face reddened.
Suddenly the front door to the apartment flung open, allowing Jean, Marco, and Connie to enter. They were in the midst of conversation, laughing at a joke Connie had said. "Hey bitch-" Jean's words caught somewhere in the back of his throat as he saw you. His cheeks erupted into fire and he stopped, causing Connie and Marco to slam into him. "Hey!" Connie looked past Jean's frozen position, and smiled knowingly. "Bark, Bark, Bark! Y/n you look a sexy grim reaper!" Jean blinked as you laughed. Connie slid past Jean and made his way to the kitchen, giving the others a greeting as he did so.
Marco smiled at your outfit. "You look so pretty y/n!" Your cheeks were beginning to hurt from happiness and you wondered if you should wear this stuff more often and not just in your dreams. Jean seemed to snap out of it. "You...you...nice, y/n." He managed to get out, not right before Eren made fun of his stuttering.
Sasha exited her room, and to the delight of everyone gave a twirl in her little dress. "y/n! You look very nice!" She may or not have said whilst grabbing your boob. Historia admitted to helping you pick out the fit, and ymir made everyone thank her for her service.
"you should wear this more often, y/n. Or at least less more often." Annie nudged you from behind. You were amazed at her sauveness but also the blush that dusted the tips of her ears.
Reiner and Bertholdt came through the fire escape (because Reiner has been on a "parkour!" Kick recently. But Reiner made sure to call you hot, (effectively pissing off both Jean and Eren.) And Bertholdt simply blushed, quickly agreeing with Reiner.
Finally Hanje, Erwin, and Levi arrived, Levi bringing leftovers from his tea shop. Hanje had squealed and called you "hot!" Erwin was certain you were only wearing a bra and refused to look at you, whilst Levi couldn't take his eyes off of you, but said nothing all the same.
"Well ladies, I hope you all are ready!" Hanje smirked. "Who's riding with me?"
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Y/n gets a tattoo
"So...what do you think?" You stood in front of Hanje, Annie, and Ymir, your shirt raised to your underboob. Hanje clapped excitedly. "It looks great, y/n!" "I like the view." Annie said dryly. Ymir nodded. "yeah it's nice, just don't show Historia."
"Don't show me what?" Historia entered the living room via the kitchen. Immediately her eyes found your tattoo, and she smiled. "lovely!"
The others found the tattoo under different circumstances however.
Sasha had known first, since she went with you to get it originally, having helped you pick out the design. By that I mean, she mainly just agreed with whatever you said but helped you out none the less. Mikasa found out before you were training together, (she thought it looked cool).
Eren found out because he walked in on you in the shower. "Shit! Wait is that a tattoo!?" He would've told you he liked it had you not kicked the shit out of him and lectured him about coming over to your apartment constantly, blah, blah, blah.
Armin found out because you showed him, (and he promptly died a bit) but he also really liked it and you invited him to come get another one with you some time. Maybe, just maybe you had a weak spot for the blonde.
Jean and Connie found out because you sent Marco a snap of it, and they looked at it from over his shoulder. Connie laughed at Jean's sharp in take of breathe and Jean tackled Connie. Meanwhile as they fought in the background Marco sent you a video snap of his response.
Reiner found out via a training session, much like Mikasa. "Why, y/n I never knew what a sly devil you could be!"
Bertholdt knew because Reiner made sure to describe it to him in great detail, knowing that the tall fellow would get flustered.
Erwin was probably told at some point but forgot so anytime he sees in you in a bikini or something skimpy he gets his mind blown.
Levi found out because, you may or may not have sent him a snap (with much different intentions then the one you had sent Marco.) Levi thought it was badass, though.
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Y/n kisses the AOT gang
Yes, you had kissed each member of the gang. For any of these bitches, they could get it, let's be real.
You had given Eren forehead kisses many a time between he and you. This had been pretty random but regardless, it was something the two of you did often.
You often kissed Armin on the cheek, pinching them together whilst you smushed his face and pulled him in for hugs. Really, you loved Armin.
You kissed Jean on several occasions, partially because you weren't one to refuse an offer from an attractive man and also it was the quickest way to fluster the boy. He has the king of talking the talk but never actually walking the walk.
You give Marco and Connie platonic cheek kisses everytime you see each other. They also give you cheek kisses back. Marco also gives hugs!
You blow Reiner kisses all the time because that's exactly what your friendship is.
You give Bertholdt sweet little cheek kisses and he's always a blushing mess afterwards.
You give Erwin goodbye kisses and he always returns them.
You've made out with Levi. His tongue's been in your mouth. Yes, you kiss.
You give Hanje cheek kisses all the time. You seriously love this woman.
You've made out with Annie too. You also give her kisses on her neck just to hear her giggle.
You and ymir don't usually kiss, but you and Historia kiss each other's cheek.
You've kissed Sasha smack on the lips before, and you two cuddle all da time.
You give Mikasa forehead kisses because touch isn't necessarily her love language but you know when she needs it.
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Y/n gets into a fight
You don't get in trouble, like ever. You're reliable, kind, level headed. However sometimes you come across a Titan of an issue and need your friends to rally behind you.
Historia will get into an argument for you, but she isn't scary at all, nor is she very powerful when it comes to muscle might.
Mikasa will kill a bitch for you. Straight up. She may not always show it outright but she loves you.
Ymir would video tape the ass whooping of whoever dares to cross you until they tried to come after Historia. Then she's seeing red.
Annie would laugh at whoever is trying to fight you. She won't step into the fray directly until you need her though, she trusts you do take care of it.
Eren doesn't care if they haven't even thrown a punch if they even say a damn thing that he doesn't feel you deserve he will start the fight. He has no self control. He's an aries.
Jean will also fight for you. He'd be a hundred percent more levelheaded about the problem but he won't let you take shit.
Connie will at first be confused and then pull his signature "bruh" face. He'll be the one that takes the phone from Ymir after Historia gets involved.
Sasha will try to protect you the best she can. She doesn't want you hurt so she'll probably grab a spoon as a weapon and charge.
Reiner is just trying to vibe and then suddenly he's pulled into an all out war. Sigh. But at least it's for you.
Hange will find this all very funny, but she'll help out in between snorts.
Erwin will just stand there looking at your antagonist dead in the eye with the slightest raise of his brow. That's the end of it all.
Armin will go all manipulative bestie on however is bothering you.
Levi merely get in between you. He may be short but nothing scare him and he's literally willing to kick some ass if need be.
Bertolt would just take you somewhere else. Yes he's super annoyed and upset at this person, but he has better things to do with his time.
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Y/n gets a dog
To be honest, you'd wanted a pet for a long long time. Living closely with seven other women- and essentially nine men, had made that prospect rather slim, until one day approximately four months ago when you dropped the question.
The response was rather positive, so you carefully crafted a schedule and supplies.
The little puppy had been the runt of the litter, but that didn't bother you one bit (your not so secret infatuation of a certain 5'2" raven haired fellow solidified that.)
You were the first person to arrive home that day, and when you did you hurried to get the house puppified.
Bertolt came by early that day and was the first to see the puppy. At first he wasn't so sure about the little rascal. It seemed so hyper, a little too hyper, actually. But then, it licked him and he fell in love. He actually completely forgot you were even there he was so enthralled.
Levi came by with takeout, and much like Bertolt he wasn't sure about this creature. He'd always been more of a cat person, but even then he wasn't exactly an animal person. Just too messy. But for your sake he pat the pup on the head. (And to both your and bertolt's shock the puppy began to follow Levi around.
Armin loved the puppy. He immediately scooped it up and sang to it. You had never seen the blonde so happy as he cooed over the little Beasty. He raised it up into the air and swung it until Levi yelled at him for waving the animal over the takeout.
Erwin seemed a bit indifferent to the dog, almost as if the animal had just always been there. He did make sure however to share his food with it.
Hange tickled the poor animal savagely, vowing to buy it a sweater for the winter. You told them they didn't have to, but they refused. "What's a godparent for?"
Sasha vowed to help feed it and promised it that she would only buy it the best food possible.
Marco adored the tiny thing. "have you named him yet?" He had asked while lovingly scratching behind it's ears. "he looks like a sugar...or a Coco?"
Connie immediately sat down and started playing with newly named Sugar. "Connie! You're getting Sugar too riled up." Levi warned, but right then Connie was attacked by the tiny pup, and despite the small size of the dog the sheer force almost knocked Connie over. "Tch, idiot."
Jean was the first to take Sugar for a walk and you joined him. Together the two of you laughed at how cute Sugar looked as he bounced around in the grass. You made sure to have Jean clean up after him though, don't worry.
Sugar immediately fell asleep on Eren who threatened anyone that would dare touch or wake up him. Eren was extremely content with this little ball of joy.
Annie wasn't really excited for the puppy but she did promise to train Sugar when it was time, so there's that.
Ymir tried to act similar to Annie but Ymir is a total dog person, and after a bit she scoped up Sugar and put the sleeping pup on her own lap.
Mikasa was just happy everyone else seemed happy. She did sit by ymir though so she could get a few good pats in.
Later that night Historia grabbed the puppy and took him into her room, which she shared with Ymir. Really this puppy wasn't yours, it was everyone's.
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The AOT gang goes to a concert
You pulled into Eren's hand practically dragging him through the crowd. "That's the last time I'm letting you lead us anywhere, Eren!" He groaned behind you. "I thought the sign said Row one, it was an honest mistake!" You shot him a dangerous glare. "It was a sign for the bathroom!"
Finally you met up with your friends, who were all already comfortably seated, waiting for the concert to begin. "Hey guys sorry we're late, we had some...sign trouble."
You and Eren found your seats, "Good news is if anyone wants to know where the bathrooms are.." you elbowed your brunette friend.
When the concert began, it was immediately pretty damn hype. You and Jean clasped hands and danced together, shouting out the lyrics to the first song at the top of your lungs.
At the second song and Sasha took orders for food, and grabbed some grub. As you waited in the unnecessarily long line you pulled her into a hug and took a quick picture.
When you returned you stood by Reiner, but some big headed bastard had moved in front of your spot. So you climbed into Reiner's shoulders and screamed at the stage from your pretty impressive view.
Connie dared you to throw your bra on stage, but didn't actually think you'd do it. His face, and literally everyone around you, was priceless. In fact, you got a round of applause.
Hanje was video tapping about 90% of it, but they often drapped a hand around your shoulders and pulled you into the video, the two of you singing along to the musicians voice.
You and Levi held hands when a soft song came on, him pulling you into his chest at just the right note. You dipped your head into the chin, enjoying the soft thud of his heartbeat against the deep bass of the speakers. It was nice.
You face timed Bertolt, who unfortunately couldn't attend because he had "work". He enjoyed the concert better from that angle anyways.
You and Historia took a ton of pictures! So many! Some weren't even in focus! But you two didn't care!
Marco grabbed his phone light every chance he got and kept accidentally flashing it in people's eyes. He got you like seven times.
Erwin kept complaining that it was too loud, but you literally saw him full on do the sprinkler because he was vibing so hard.
You and Mikasa went to the bathroom together, and you forced her to take a picture with you. You also got lost on the way back but Mikasa helped guide you back. What would you do without her?
When you returned you ran into ymir and Historia dancing together, laughing and giggling. Damn them and their happiness.
After the show you and Armin went and met the people you watched and got a picture with them. They kept referring to Armin as your boyfriend so in the photo he looks like a tomato. He swore you to secrecy.
On the way back to the apartment you switched riders with Hanje so that she could take Eren home and you could just take Annie back to the apartment you shared. The whole way back you just let loose in the car. Annie could be very loud when with people she trusts entirely.
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Y/n flirts with the AOT gang
Unfortunately for you y/n you're not the sad drunk, clumsy drunk, dancer drunk, you're the flirty drunk. I guess there are worse things, though. These are the times when drunk you has flirted with your friends and their reactions.
One time you got blasted at a work party and Eren had to come drive you home. He was shocked at first, but he truly does care about you and is also the most oblivious person ever so he was just like "okay."
Annie was super confused at first, but she actually really liked the attention. She'd never admit that to you though. So she just kinda bumped shoulders with you and almost knocked you down, had she not caught you.
Jean actually almost shit himself your flirting flustered him so bad. But he realized that you were drunk and immediately lifted you up and took you home.
Armin blushed, squeaked, and giggled. He knew you were drunk but he just couldn't help it. He helped you to bed and you fell asleep next to each other.
Sasha took you out to eat immediately after you said you wanted to go on a date with a hot babe like her, because she just needs one reason to go get something to munch on. It helped sober you up and when you puked she held your hair. Besties.
You did have a line though and you never actually flirted with Historia or Ymir but Ymir always took videos of you drunk and Historia always made sure to help you to bed. Those two were your constant watch dogs though when you were having fun.
Reiner "pretends" to go along with your flirting. He really just likes it because your hawt. "oh really? Tell me more about my eyes." He does however makes sure no one messes with you and always makes sure you get home safely.
When you get drunk around Mikasa the Ackerman always just pats you on the head. Sometimes though she makes fun of you.
Whenever you flirt with Connie hes also drunk so he flirts back. The two of you are the most chaotic drunk duo though and always end up breaking shit.
Erwin tells you to stop. "Stop that y/n, it's weird." But he's always blushing when he says that and he acts like a parent. "No, no more tequila!"
Hange will literally just have fun with drunk you. She'd vibe and even give you her glasses.
Marco would think it's really funny, but he'd stick with you for as long as he needs to to make sure you're okay and then he'll take you home.
Levi will look so annoyed and so done but he'll blush and wrap his fingers with yours. Much like Jean, he'll try to take you home as soon as possible. He gets jealous way too easily for this and often he'll stay the night with you.
Bertolt's brain literally melts. Reiner has to drag him away from you. You've broken the poor man.
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They walk in on you changing
Annie- She opened the door and come in without even paying attention, realized you were essentially naked when you squealed. She rolls her eyes, and mutters "look the door next time," but that's a mental image she'll be keeping for a while.
Armin- he doesn't even allow himself a second peak, immediately putting his hand over his eyes. "Oh! I'm so sorry y/n! I-i-yeah!" He practically runs out of there faster than lightening.
Bertolt- He freezes, and you have to push him out. His brain dies and he stands outside your door for several minutes still trying to process.
Connie- he doesn't even notice you, but when you yell at him he simply turns and farts at you.
Eren- "If you were changing why didn't you lock the door?"
Erwin- "I'm sorry I thought this was the bathroom. Did you get a new book shelf?"
Hanje- She comes in, sees that your changing and puts a hand over her eyes, continuing to tell you what she wanted.
Jean- he puts his hands on his hips and smiles, "you knew I was coming, didn't you?"
Levi- he doesn't really care and neither do you (nothing he hasn't seen before) but he doesn't make sure to shut the door and wrap you on the head. "you have a lock, brat, use it."
Marco- opens door. "Whoops." Closes door. "Sorry y/n!"
Mikasa- "hey y/n," just continues.
Sasha had half a donut in her mouth when she walked in on you and then immediately it fell from her mouth when she turned and saw your body. she blinked and quickly bent over, grabbing her donut and covered her eyes, but only partially.
Reiner- "Hey, y/n I- Woah! Nice ra-" you effectively cut him off by throwing a shoe at his face.
Historia- "Oh! Sorry sweetie, you're so pretty, oh my goodness!"
Ymir- after storming in she proclaims, "Historia saw you naked, I have to kill you now."
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They find you crying
We all have those days, and this is when they find you having one.
Ymir found you in the your bedroom, completely bundled in blankets with the lights shut off. She notices that you've been crying because your sniffing loudly, but says nothing about it. "Hey, Y/n, do you have the wifi password?"
She'd leave, but tell Historia, knowing Historia is better suited to check on and deal with helping you. Historia will walk in and raise her hands, in an open hug. You'll wordlessly scootch over and allow her to slide in beside you and gently pull you into her grasp.
Sasha heard you crying and grabbed her comfort snacks, a blanket, and the puppy. All of which she carried into your bedroom. The two of you would sit, eat, and watch some comfort shows. "it's the best medicine!"
Reiner saw your car parked outside the apartments and thought he'd knock on your car window. When he got up to your window though, he noticed the tears that were streaking down your face. He'd immediately climb into the other side of the car, hopping into the passenger seat. You're shocked, having not even noticed him hanging outside your car to begin with. "Uh, Reiner?" "So," he buckles up. "Who did it?"
Mikasa could hear you crying when she was up late at night, (your door had been open a crack.) So she grabbed some ice cream and two spoons, and wordlessly walked into your room. She said nothing and didn't press you for information, and the two of you shared Sasha's favorite ice cream.
Marco witnessed you go full on break down mode after a ROUGH day and immediately gave you the greatest pep talk known to man. You were so amazed at his genuinely kind words you stopped crying, but Marco had become so touched that he had started.
You had actually went to Levi's apartment, and sat with him. He made you tea and listened silently as you told him about what had happened and how sad you felt. He didn't press any advice on you or dry your tears with grandiose words, but he genuinely listened and acknowledged your feelings. Then you cuddled, and it was more than enough.
Jean said something flirty to you and for one reason or another it set you off and tears were aflowing. At first he panicked because he thought he made you cry. When he realized it wasn't him, he gently brought you into him and held you as you cried into his shirt. Finally you looked up at him and he wiggled his eyebrows mischievously, "Would sex make you feel better?"
You called Hanje and told what happened after a particularly rough day, so she and moblit went and grabbed you some takeout and spent the day with you. They even took you to egg the offenders house. Revenge is sweet.
Erwin thought you were sick, so he left after finding you crying in your room, bought you soup, made it and just acted like you were sick. You didn't have the heart to tell him the truth.
Eren saw you crying and then flicked you in the head and promptly left. You were stunned, but also found it funny and confusing, so you stopped crying.
Connie facetimed you and by the end you weren't crying because you were sad, but because Connie's really fucking stupid.
Bertolt noticed you were in your room for a while so he checked on you. He gave you a hug and then asked you very nicely to "stop crying."
Armin literally sat his ass down and stayed with you until the two of you fell asleep. He's a top tier friend who cares deeply about your emotional health so he does everything he can to sort you out. He holds your hand, nods, listens, gives you advice, and agrees with you.
Annie calls you a crybaby but she sits down beside you none the less. She doesn't press nor did she speak. But she wants you to know that's she's here in her own special Annie way.
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If Only She Knew
pairing: dad!harry x cheerleader!reader
word count: 4.2k
warnings: smut (fingering + unprotected sex), cheerleading position implies readers weight, 20 year age gap
hi! ive been having some really bad writers block but i wrote this and even though its def not my best work i like it enough to post it :) also, i totally didn't mean to imply the readers weight, i only realized afterwards, so im really sorry about that. also the age gap is kinda big, so if ur uncomfy with that you shouldn't read this <3
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“Geez watch where you’re going!”
You don’t even look up at the girl, recognizing her nasally voice easily from how annoying it is. You were nose deep in a book while walking down the school hallway, and of course your worst enemy had to be walking down the same hallway, at the same time, in the opposite direction. You are both at fault for the collision, considering Ella had her eyes locked on her instagram feed. But knowing the girl, there is no way in hell that she will take any responsibility, even though you are the one who has coffee dripping down the front of your white blouse.
Since middle school, Ella Styles has always hated you. You have never known why, but she seems to have a vendetta against you, and tries her best to make your life miserable. You never let her, always refraining from giving her the explosive reaction that she was looking for. And that makes her hate you even more.
High school is over in 2 months, and although you are going to miss the freedom of being a child, you most definitely won’t miss the people from the tiny town you’ve lived in since you were young. You’ve always been the type of person to have a small friend group, only 4 people in your circle. But that’s how you like it, because crippling social anxiety makes it difficult for you to meet new people.
“I- sorry.” You still don’t look at her, instead peeling the soaking wet top off of your stomach.
“You better be sorry.” She flips her blonde hair, ensuring that the fluffy locks hit you right in the face. You are lucky this time seeing as she didn’t take it further, because sometimes she would purposely embarrass you after small incidents such as this one.
Tears well at your waterline and you run into the nearest bathroom, pushing open the blue door and locking yourself in a stall.
After all these years of torment, Ella rarely was able to get to you. But sometimes, she does something that pushes you off the edge, leaving you with red, tear-stained cheeks. The final straw this time was her ruining your brand new shirt, the one you were anxiously waiting to debut at school.
But now there was coffee dripping down your chest and staining the bright white fabric. Your only saving grace is the cheerleading uniform in your backpack. In fact, you were walking to the locker room to change for practice, and then for the game at 6 tonight.
You had been excited for the game, knowing that Friday night games always led to parties and fun afterwards. You rarely go to parties of course, but the buzzing energy never fails to rub off on you. But now that stupid Ella had to go and mess up your day, you’re dreading seeing her smug face while she asserts her dominance as cheer captain.
You untie your top and rip it off in a haste, frustrated tears running down your face periodically. You could’ve put a jacket on and gone to the locker room, but Ella would be going there soon, and the last thing you want to do is run into her with teary eyes. She can’t know that you let her get to you.
You brush your hands down your uniform, pulling down the skimpy costume and stuffing your old clothes in your backpack. Once out of the stall, you pull your hair up into a high ponytail, reapply your lip gloss and walk back into the hallway, having already done your makeup that morning. You’re happy that it’s a home game today, because the home game uniforms are two pieces and the skirts are smaller than the ones on the away game uniforms. There is a certain someone you are looking to impress, and the way your tits spill out from the top of the outfit will most certainly help you in your mission.
It’s not like you need to impress him, because he’s shown time and time again that he finds you sexy no matter what you wear. And when he doesn’t tell you, he shows you, by pressing his hard on up against your ass after you just woke up, despite your messy hair and bare face.
However, he also loves when you tease him. And that’s exactly what you’re planning to do.
You sling your heavy backpack over one shoulder and trudge down the hallway, the old fluorescent lights practically blinding you on your journey. The locker room is dingy, smelling of cheap soap and Victoria’s Secret perfume. At least it doesn’t smell like the boys locker room, which smells like sweat and more sweat.
It's already bustling with people, your teammates scrambling to get ready in time as to not get yelled at by the coach.
“Y/N!” The familiar shout of your best friend Rose is like a breath of fresh air, and you bound over to her. She’s standing in front of your lockers, the two of you obviously picking ones next to each other. “Wait, why are you already changed?”
“The bitch spilled her coffee all over me,” you grumbled, your eyes shifting over to where Ella and her little goons are giggling.
“I keep telling you, anytime you want me to beat her up I will gladly do it.”
“Not that I doubt your abilities Rose, because I know you would have her on the ground in a heartbeat, but I can’t let you do that. She can’t know that she upsets me.” You lower your voice for the second sentence, irrationally fearing that she can hear you over the loud chatter echoing through the room.
“I still think you should let me beat her up, but you do you I guess.” Rose shrugged her shoulders and turned back to her locker, bursting out into laughter with you after a beat of silence.
The rest of the getting ready process goes smoothly, Rose distracting you from the girl side-eyeing you in the corner. Soon enough, the whole squad was in formation outside, and you have your hands on the shoulders of Rose and another girl named Bethany. You are a flyer, meaning that you’re the one who the bases support while you pose and flip in the air. Its a hard job, but you are one of only three girls on the team who is advanced enough at flying to be safe doing it in routines. One of the other three girls is Ella.
Ella is the flyer for the middle group, seeing as she is the captain. You are on the right and the other group is on the left. Luckily, Rose is a base in your group, so you feel a lot better putting your safety in the hands of someone you already trust with your life.
“ELLA! YOU’RE DOING IT WRONG!” Coach Habbiths voice is piercing, her angry shrieks bouncing off your ear drums. Ella audibly huffs, displaying her frustration with the critiques she has been receiving since we learned the routine weeks ago. That’s one of the biggest problems with Ella, she believes that she's always right.
Every single practice she has done a needle instead of a scale at the end of the routine. It's aggravating for everyone, and that frustration is amplified everytime she makes the same mistake over and over. “Alright, everyone down. group 1 and group 3 take five, Ella and group 2 stay on the field.
The team obliged to her instructions, and you are brought down from the air.
“Okay Ella, I want you to watch how Y/N does the last move, because she’s actually doing it correctly.” Coach is standing in front of you now, and she emphasized the word ‘correctly’. This is much to Ella’s dismay, and much to your excitement.
Nothing brings you more joy than seeing Ella’s face when you one up her, and this time is no exception.
Aside from a few eye rolls and nasty looks, Ella corrects the move without much fuss. By now there's 15 minutes until the game, and the players have been warming up on the field for about half an hour.
“Did you see her face!” Rose tugs on your arm while you walk back to the locker room, water bottles in hand.
“I know! I should’ve taken a picture!”
“We can only hope that it knocked her ego down a peg.”
“I doubt it” Rose nodded in agreement and you continued your chatter, talking about the random things that best friends talk about.
“It’s go time ladies!” You jumped in surprise when Coach Habbiths yelling booms through the locker room, the hefty amount of metal in the room enhancing the echo.
In a blur, your entire team rushed out onto the field, the crisp air cooling your warmed skin. There was a huge crowd. probably the biggest the teams ever had. But that makes sense, because this game was against your school's biggest rival. Luckily, despite the huge crowd you were able to lock eyes with those piercing green irises you have gotten to know so well over the past couple months. Everytime you see him he gets more and more attractive, and this time is no exception.
At this point, the teams routine is muscle memory and you’re done with it before you can blink. Most people would think that being thrown in the air is memorable, but your main concern is the growing wet patch on your panties that spreads each time you squeeze your thighs together. Just the thought of the man is enough to turn you on, and now that you’re sitting on the cold metal bench your imagination has time to go wild.
The only thing that snapped you out of your daze was the eruption of appaulause from the audience, and the realization that the other cheerleaders were standing up and running towards the players. You breath out a sigh of relief, recognizing the cheering as a signal that the game has ended.
“Hey, you coming?” Rose tugs on your arm, looking down at you still on the bench.
“Um, actually I don’t feel so well, I think I’m going to go home.”
“I should’ve known. You know, one day you’re going to have to go to a party.” Rose places her hands on her hips, giving you a sarcastically annoyed stare.
“And today is not that day.” You grab your backpack and sling it over your shoulder, turning back to Rose for a second. “Have fun and be safe.”
“I always do.” Rose places a chaste kiss on your cheek before turning back to the gathering crowd on the turf.
Instead of heading to the sidewalk and walking home, you duck under the bleachers and walk down the gravel path, pushing open the fence that separates the field and the school. The contents of your backpack slosh around while you sway your hips as you walk. Finally, you make it to the back wall of the school, leaning your back against it and plopping your heavy backpack down by your feet.
And now you wait.
Much to your convenience, the wait this time isn’t long, only five minutes passing before you see the familiar man following the same path you did earlier.
He has a pair of brown slacks on, pressing against his waist courtesy of his black belt. A button up white shirt hides the tattoos on his stomach, but he's rolling up his sleeves as he walks over to you. He's walking with intention, hungry eyes zeroed in on you.
When he’s only steps away, you cheekily bite your lip and use your finger to push up your skirt a little bit more.
Your actions have the intended effect, his eyes blowing wide and hands grasping at your waist.
“Y’can’t do that.”
Before you have a chance to ask what he means, his lips collide with yours, his tongue slipping in only moments after the initial kiss. But as soon as he started, he pulls away.
“Y’can’t be teasing me on the field like tha’, had me hard next t’my friends.” His hand is on the wall above your head, and his other arm is wrapped around your waist pulling you into his chest. He’s panting, and you are too.
“Sorry Mr. Styles,” you push your bottom lip out in a pout, giving him the most innocent look possible. “Just wanted to wear it cause I know how much you like it.”
“Aw, my babygirl wore this f’me? Well I guess y’can be forgiven. Now let’s get t’my house before I fuck yeh right on this wall.” He places a soft kiss to your lips picking up your backpack from the floor and turning to the direction of his car.
“But it hurts!” He turns around again, giving you a sympathetic look and caressing your cheek. The rings on his fingers are cold, but you’re used to the feeling.
“I know sweet girl, but I can’t take care of yeh here, s’too risky.” He pauses for a moment, thinking of a solution to your not so little problem. “How bout I give y’my fingers in the car? Hows that sound hm?” You nod eagerly, pulling his hand down from your cheek and holding it. He takes the signal and begins walking to his car while you follow him.
You never planned to sleep with your bullies dad. But a few months ago your parents dragged you to a family friends housewarming party, and that friend happened to be a friend of Harry’s too. There were no other teenagers there, so your focus was on the attractive older man who had been checking you out since you first locked eyes, and after ending up in the upstairs bathroom together the two of you have been fucking at least twice a week. You only learned that he’s a dad when you saw him for the first time outside the party. He didn’t look the part, and you actually thought he was in his 20s until he corrected you. He’s 38, having become a parent at only 20 years old. Your relationship is a bit taboo, but you’re a mature 18 year old and you and Harry get along well. So well that your time together has developed from casual sex to a mutually exclusive relationship. (Neither of you like labels, but you’re basically boyfriend and girlfriend).
He makes you really happy, and when you have to face off against Ella, it helps knowing that you have power over her, even though she doesn’t know it.
“Did she do anything today?” Harry is walking beside you, hands still intertwined.
“Besides spilling coffee on my shirt, nothing much.” Harry sighs in frustration and squeezes your hand as a show of affection.
“M’so sorry, I wish y’didn’t ‘ave to deal with her.”
The thing about Harry and Ella is they can barely be considered family. Ella’s mom is, for lack of a better word, a bitch. She’s snobby, conceited, and rude, and those behaviors have rubbed off on Ella. Another thing that rubbed off on her was her mom’s hatred for Harry. Being young parents put strain on their already struggling relationship, and they split before Ella’s first birthday. Harry said he tried his best to make it work for Ella’s sake, but her mom was looking for someone to pay for her life, and Harry had just started working his way up as a businessman.
Now, he’s a CEO, but luckily Ella’s mom already found a new beau with plenty of money, so she didn’t come crawling back to him. However, the success Harry achieved only a few years after their breakup made her jealous, and so she instilled that anger in their daughter. So currently Ella spends most of her time with her mother, and when she is with Harry she doesn’t treat him kindly.
“It’s not your fault Harry, you don’t have to apologize for her actions.”
“I know, I jus’ hate tha’ she treats yeh like that.” He sighs again, reaching into his pocket to grab his keys. In a few more steps you’re standing outside the sleek black suv, walking around to the passenger seat and sliding in once you hear the click of the door unlocking.
You both take a few seconds to breathe, an unspoken gesture to prepare for the night's events. Harry turns to you, a sexy smirk plastered on his face. “What d’ya think about fixin’ that ache darlin?” You nod eagerly, sliding down a bit in your seat to give your legs room to spread. “Think yeh can take off y’skirt fo’me?” Your head bobs once again as you nod, hooking your fingers under the elastic waistband and shimmying out of the skirt. While you’re doing that, Harry turns the car into the deserted street, using only one hand to steer.
You toss the tiny skirt into his lap, giving him a signal without distracting his eyes from the road. He reacts immediately, his free hand coming down to squeeze your thigh. You mewl at the contact and bite down on your lip, trying to stop your hips from bucking up in search of relief. His squeezes move up your thigh, and finally his fingers press against your weeping cunt. Swiftly, he pushes your soiled panties to the side, swiping his fingers up your folds collecting your juices. You shriek and buck your hips up into his hand, but much to your dismay he removes it from between your thighs. The car comes to a stop at a red light, and Harry takes the moment to look at you, his eyes wandering your squirming body. He’s practically drooling when he places his fingers in his mouth, tasting your sweet wetness.
“Sorry pup, jus’ needed t’taste yeh.” He chuckles again, and you whine softly in desperation. In one quick motion, he dives his hand back to your pussy, pressing his thumb on your swollen clit.
“Fuck!” The pleasure shoots up your spine, goosebumps raising across your body as he rubs circles on the puffy button. “Harry- please,”
“What d’ya want puppy? Want m’fingers?”
“Yes, yes,” you breathe out, words barely comprehensible through your panting.
“Alright, alright, I gotcha.” And with that his two fingers press into you, filling your tight hole perfectly. There is no hesitation before he begins pumping the digits in and out of you and his thumb never lets up on your bundle of nerves. “Such a needy puppy, got yeh soaking f’me from out in the stands hm?” His eyes are still on the road, but you can picture the lust filled eyes that are undoubtedly on his face.
“Get so wet jus- just thinkin’ about you,” you gasp, writhing as his fingers slam in and out of you.
“Yeah? This is my cunt, m’the only one who can make yeh this wet, isn’t tha’ right?”
“Only Harry.” At your confirmation he speeds his hand up, your vision clouding with white spots as the knot building in your stomach grows tighter and tighter.
All of a sudden, he pulls his fingers out of you, leaving you empty. “Wha-” You begin to question him but you realize that he’s pulling into his driveway. Instead of complaining, you sit up quickly and unbuckle your seatbelt, pulling your skirt back up your legs to avoid being nude on his front lawn.
As soon as you feel the little jolt your hand yanks on the handle and you hop out of the car. Your brain is fuzzy with need and all you are focused on is alleviating the aching between your thighs. You hear Harry lock the car while you're on the steps, and you turn back to ensure that he’s behind you. And sure enough, he’s hot on your trail, just as eager as you to get inside and onto his bed. Your foot is tapping on the ground anxiously, waiting for Harry to unlock the front door. After what seems like an hour, he is next to you again, fumbling with the silver keychain in his hand, eventually unlocking and pushing open the door. You both practically run inside, hands roaming each other's bodies and lips locking as you shuffle through the hall.
You disconnect breathlessly when you reach the stairs, subconsciously wrapping your hands around Harry’s neck so he can pick you up bridal style. He does so hastily, barely a second passing before he’s plopping you onto the fluffy mattress. “Finally,” he pants, hands fumbling with his belt buckle. There’s a prominent bulge in his trousers, and although you’ve seen it plenty, you are always in awe at how thick and big he is. While he’s busy removing his clothes, you are practically drooling at the sight of his bare cock, full, heavy, and dripping precome.
“Harry?”
He looks back down at you with his emerald green eyes, simultaneously dropping his recently-removed shirt on the floor. “Can I ride you?” The look he gives you is indescribable, a mixture of need, lust, cockiness, and beauty all rolled up into one.
“Whatever y’want puppy,” His hands scoop under your ass, and he lifts you up and switches your positions. Now it’s your turn to undress, and Harry makes himself busy by running his hands up and down your torso. “So gorgeous, y’know that?” You nod quickly then pull your shirt off of your head. “Most beautiful girl in the world I reckon.” You blush at the compliment, butterflies being added to the many sensations occuring in your body. You straddle his thighs, wrapping your hand around his length and tugging a few times. A loud groan rumbles through his throat, and you smile knowing you’re the one who made him feel like that. “Thought- thought yeh said y’wanted to ride me pup.”
“I do.” You keep your hand on his cock, sitting up on your knees and lining him up with your weeping cunt. All at once, your body is put at ease as his cock fills you up perfectly. He bottoms out inside of you, both of you moaning and groaning while you adjust. “So big-” Your words come out in choppy pants, the syllables being cut off by your heaves. You suck in one deep breath and move upwards, sinking back down onto him quickly. His large hands hold a tight grip on your waist, guiding you up and down his member. His lips attach to your neck, suckling on the supple skin just enough so that it doesn’t bruise.
“What a dirty little puppy you are,” he growls, eyes focusing heavily on where your bodies connect, watching himself disappear inside of you as you bounce up and down on his cock.
“Feel so full-” Tingles ricochet down every part of your body, and your legs are becoming weaker with each movement. Harry can feel your movement faltering, so his hips thrust upwards to meet yours, fucking you from underneath. “Harry!”
“I know pup, I know.” His thumb strokes your cheek and he leans in for another kiss, devouring your plump lips and swirling his tongue around yours. “So fuckin tight,” The words tumble from his mouth in a low growl, which sends the butterflies in your stomach into a frenzy. His cock twitches inside of you, encouraging you to muster all your energy and finish both of you off. Adrenaline kicks in and your strength returns, riding him faster and harder than before. “Let go f’me Y/N.” It only takes a few more thrusts for you to come undone, Harry’s orgasm following suit. The waves of pleasure roll through your body, and you throw your head back in ecstasy as you allow the feeling to overcome your body. Spurts of his hot cum cover your velvety walls and you ride out your orgasms together, resting your foreheads against one another.
You end up sleeping at his house, feeling safe knowing that Ella is staying with her mom today. It’s normal for you to sleep at his place, seeing as both of you are usually so tired that you pass out before you can leave. What isn’t normal is for you to be woken up in the morning by Harry’s phone ringing. Harry is a deep sleeper, and you laugh at the sight of him conked out while his ringtone blares on the nightstand just a few inches away. Carefully, you reach over his sleeping body and grab the phone, planning on hanging it up and going back to bed. However, when you saw that it was Ella calling, you changed your mind. Making a split second decision, you slide the icon to the right, holding it up to your ear.
“Hello?” Her whiney voice rings through your eardrum and you wince. Not the nicest thing to be woken up to.
“Hello,” you answer, your voice not reflecting the cocky grin that spread across your face.
“Who the hell is this!” she shrieks, and you make a mental note that she must not be a morning person.
“A friend of your dads.” Your response is once again calm and monotone, trying to stifle the laugh that is bubbling in your throat.
“Ugh! What’s your name?”
“Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N”
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