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~Stiles x Reader Best Friends to Lovers~

warnings: Angst, family fights, bullying by family member(grandma), body insecurities, plus size reader, f reader, SMUT: face sitting, oral both m and f receiving, fingering, unprotected sex (WRAP UP) 18+ NO MINORS I'll tell your Mom! Stiles and Y/N are 18 yo in this and in their last year of highschool.

summary: After another nasty comment about your body by your grandma you stormed out of the house, your best friend Stiles picked you up and decided that today would be the night he shows you how hot you really are.

probably like 5-6k words ? just guessing here

REQUESTED? : YES

spoiler : Stiles didn't think you could get any hotter, but when he looked up into your eyes from this position, taking you in in your blushing form, he swore you got even more beautiful

a/n: my insomnia is kicking my ass rn, I have an exam in 5 hours its 3 am and I can't sleep so enjoy, also if things don't make the most sense in some parts of the story it's because it is 3am- the ending was rushed i have no brain energy left to think of a real ending I'll revisit this story in the next few days and fix it if necessary enjoy and don't forget to please reblog if you liked it and leave a request right here

"So, Do you want to talk about it?" Stiles asked, looking over to you in his passenger seat.He could tell you were in a sour mood before he even picked you up.

You were rounding the street, leaving your house behind. You didn't want to answer at all; tears were already burning behind your eyes, threatening to spill. "No" was all you managed to choke out before your tears started freefalling. You hung your head low, watching your tears drop on your lap.

Stiles had no idea what was going on; just a few hours ago after school, he dropped you off at home, and you had a bright smile on your face knowing your family was over for a visit and you hadn't seen most of them since moving to Beacon Hill with your parents two years ago. In the last two years, Stiles and you have grown inseparable; he's the best friend you could have ever asked for, so when you texted him at 1 in the morning asking him to come to pick you up, he knew something was off. He could always tell.

It wasn't unusual for you two to go on late-night drives, but the way you had conveyed your message seemed off immediately: "You need to come pick me up right now." Stiles didn't hesitate; he threw on whatever clothes he could find and took an extra hoodie with him, sneaking past his dad and out into the cold night air. He tossed the extra hoodie onto Roscoe's back seat, knowing you probably didn't even put a jacket on. And he was right, driving towards your house. He saw your silhouette standing in your driveway, no jacket on, just your PJ shirt and a pair of sweatpants that he swore were missing from his closet. You walked towards the jeep, and when Stiles stopped, you entered without a word, put your seatbelt on, and all you said was a quiet "drive".

Stiles didn't know what to do; you didn't want to talk, but he couldn't stand watching you cry; it made his stomach churn and his chest feel tight in a sickening way. He needed you to be okay.

He reached his right hand over to you, taking your hand that was fidgeting with your shirt in his. You loved the way his fingers wrapped around your hand; it always made butterflies erupt in your stomach, even if he was just doing it to comfort you. You let out a choked sob that went straight to Stiles's heart breaking it a little. "I can't help you feel better if you don't talk to me," Stiles whispered, but the Jeep was so quiet that you understood him perfectly. You knew he was right, and you also knew that if anyone could make you feel better, it was Stiles.

Stiles already had a feeling about what was wrong but didn't want to say anything in case he was wrong. He knew you loved your family, but they could be harsh at times. You told him about a year ago how, especially, your grandma would often give you a hard time because of your weight. He found it ridiculous because a) it was none of your grandma's business what your body looked like, and b) he thought you looked amazing—the most beautiful woman he has ever laid eyes on. He loved holding you close and loved the way your body felt pressed against him. You've slept over at his place multiple times in the last two years, and holding you close as you slept is still his favorite pastime ever. Of course, he told you multiple times that you look amazing either way, but he understands how hard it is to feel comfortable in your own body, especially when your personal bully used to live with you.

Ever since moving away, your relationship with your family has gotten far better. Before, you used to live in one big house with your grandparents, aunt, uncle, and cousins constantly around you.

You wanted to tell Stiles what happened and wanted him to hold you and make it seem like everything was alright, but your grandma's voice kept nagging you: "You better start dropping a few Pounds if you ever want that boy to like you back." That was the first thing she dared say to you as you walked into the house earlier. She had been watching you through the kitchen window as Stiles dropped you off after school.

Anyone could tell how in love you were with Stiles by the way you smiled at him. You'd have to be an absolute idiot to miss it, like Stiles, as Lydia likes to point out; he was one of those absolute idiots, as he doesn't seem to notice your feelings for him. Your mother immediately interfered with your grandmother and told her to back off; they never got along, as she treated your mother with just as much kindness as she showed you, none.

You didn't feel hungry sitting with your family during dinner, and even though your mother had served your favorite lasagna, you could only stomach a little salad from the side dishes before you excused yourself and went back to your room. Part of you knew your grandma was right. Stiles would never like you back in the way that you like him; your name doesn't start with Lyd and end with ia, nor are you a fit strawberry blonde; no, you're about the exact opposite of what Stiles has always desired.

Shortly before you texted Stiles to come pick you up, your grandma had entered your room. You had honestly thought that she would be in bed by now, as you hadn't heard any noise from down the stairs in hours as you kept to yourself in your room. "You know, I am just looking out for you." Your grandmother had started her lecture, a lecture that you are all too familiar with; you've heard it about 250 times by now. She's just looking out for you; she just wants to motivate you to lose some weight; she doesn't want you to end up alone with no man. You never understood where your grandma took her audacity from, considering that she wasn't the skinniest woman herself.

"I saw the way you look at that boy; be real with yourself. Do you really think you'd have a chance with him right now?" Knowing your parents and your family, you couldn't exactly lash out at your grandma, so you did the next best thing you could do, which was only moderately disrespectful: you walked right past her out of your room, put your shoes on, and left the house. You stood in the driveway, and the only person that you wanted to see right now was Stiles. You knew he would pick you up at any time of the day, so you shot him a quick text and ducked yourself into the shadows under a tree in your driveway. You didn't want your grandma to see you, but you knew she was watching again.

Stiles couldn't bear your silence anymore, so he spoke again. This time it startled you, as his voice was more firm and he sounded quite angry. "Was it your grandma?" he asked. Your head shot up, and you looked over at him in disbelief, wondering how he knew. When your eyes met his, they softened; his angry stare was gone. Of course, Stiles knew he always did, didn't he? You weakly nodded your head before looking down at your hand again. You suddenly noticed how cold it was in Roscoe, and you shivered. Stile's hand let go of yours as he reached behind your seat to get his hoodie from the back seat. "Here, I had a feeling you would be freezing," he said as he handed you his hoodie. As you pulled his hoodie over your head, you inhaled Stile's scent deeply, hoping he didn't notice. There was something so intoxicating about Stiles that you didn't know if it was just him in general or if your feelings for him were playing a trick on your mind.

"You know everything your grandma has ever said is not true, right?" You have heard this from many people over the years, but only when Stiles said it did you feel put at ease for a little bit. You sat in comfortable silence, knowing Stiles took over the conversation when you were sad, so you could just listen. "Y/N, I mean it; there's nothing about you that could count as a flaw in the slightest, and I don't know how to make you believe that... Sometimes I just wish you could see yourself through my eyes, so you could realize." Stiles sighed in frustration. You know his frustration wasn't directed at you, but it still made you upset. "Thank you, Stiles," is all you could say.

You leaned your head back against your headrest and closed your eyes. Just now, you noticed that there was music quietly playing in the background. Stiles must have turned it on at some point. It was your playlist, with Until Forever Falls Apart by Ashe playing in the background. You closed your eyes, just enjoying the feeling of driving around.

You were startled when Stiles woke you up. You noticed the Jeep was parked in front of his house. Sometime during the drive, you must have fallen asleep. Stiles still sat across from you in the driver's seat, his hand on your cheek as he slowly stroked across it to wake you up. You felt a yawn make its way across your lips and stretched your legs. Stiles got out and rounded the Jeep, opening your door for you. He held it open as you jumped out. Stiles took your hand as he walked toward the door. You shuffled a little closer, putting your head on his arm. You noticed the sheriff's car was gone. "My dad was called back to the station about an hour ago." Stiles said he had noticed you staring at the empty spot where the sheriff's car usually stood. Once inside, you made your way to Stiles's room; according to his alarm clock, it was almost 2 a.m. Stiles must have been driving a bunch of circles around the city while you were asleep. You made a mental note to quickly steal Roscoe tomorrow and fill his tank for Stiles.

You took your shoes off and crawled into Stiles's bed. You heard him shuffle around behind you like he was searching for something, but you just wanted to lie down. A few seconds late, you felt Stiles get in bed behind you, his chest pressed to yours as his arms sneaked around your waist. At first, you hated when Stiles touched your stomach, but at first, you were also not used to cuddling with a boy in general. To anybody walking in, you two would seem like more than just friends, and the thought of that made your heart race. As you lay in silence, you once again noticed music playing in the background. Stiles must have looked for his speakers; your favorite playlist was quietly playing from the direction of his desk.

Stiles's hand sneaked under your, or well, his, hoodie, and he laid it right under your breast on top of your pajama shirt. Suddenly you noticed how hot it was getting under the hoodie and blanket, but you didn't dare move to take it off out of fear Stiles would move back.

Stiles shifted slightly behind you and buried his head in your neck. While you were absentmindedly intertwining your legs, you swore you could feel something poke you from behind. Your eyes widened. You have felt Stiles boner against you before a few times in the mornings and always just shrugged it off as morning wood. You felt Stiles move a little again when he whispered "I'm sorry" right in the nape of your neck. You didn't know how to react as goosebumps covered your skin and a shiver ran down your spine. You thought Stiles would move away from you, but instead, he pulled you in, making you gasp out when you felt his hard-on fully pressed against you.

Stile's head was still buried in your neck when you felt him slightly lift it and press a kiss right between your neck and shoulder. Another shiver wrecked your body as you turned your head slightly to look Stiles in the eyes; he had fully lifted his head, looking down on you.

Stiles didn't know where his sudden boost in confidence had come from, but ever since he saw your tear-filled eyes in the car, he wanted to confess his feelings to you and make you feel beautiful. Usually, when he got a boner around you, he would run off to the bathroom and take care of it, but right now, he wanted you to feel what you do to him.

He felt like he was about to explode with the way you were looking up at him—your big doe eyes, pupils blown wide, and lips gaping. He wanted nothing more than to kiss you.

You couldn't make out what you saw in Stiles's eyes right now; his dark eyes were almost black. "I really want to kiss you right now." Stiles's raspy voice said in a whisper that had your breath stuck. When you didn't respond, he moved his head a little closer to your ear. "Can I?" he asked again in a whisper. You could only nod your head. That's when Stiles removed his hand from under your hoodie to cup your face. When his lips finally met yours, you were sure time had stopped. You felt a new set of goosebumps rise on your skin as you kissed Stiles back eagerly, and you both smiled into the kiss when Stiles suddenly moved back. He pushed you back to lay flat on your back as he climbed in between your legs before kissing you again.

He couldn't believe that he was actually kissing you, mentally thanking every god out there for today. Stiles ground your crotches together, which ripped a loud moan from you. You turned your head away, embarrassed by what just happened. You felt Stiles heavy breathing. He took your face back in his hand and turned your head so you would look at him again. He looked heavenly; you can't believe what just happened.

"I've been wanting to do that for two years."

With these few words, Stiles had your whole world crumbling as tears slowly started falling from your eyes. You stared up at Stiles as he slowly started to panic, not knowing what he had done wrong. You couldn't stop the tears from falling. For the past two years, you thought that Stiles only saw you as a friend, when he might have wanted you just the way you wanted him. "Y/N, I'm so incredibly sorry. I didn't want to cross any boundaries. I- I m so stupid." Stiles started to sit back and move away from you when you reached for his arm to hold him still. You still had tears in your eyes, but you couldn't stop a smile from stretching across your face. "And I've been waiting for you to do that for the past two years, you idiot." Now, it was Stiles's turn to look absolutely shocked and dumbfounded at the same time. "HuuH?" was the only thing he managed to get past his lips. You laughed at him and leaned forward, reconnecting your lips. You felt like a heavy weight was lifted off your chest. A lump in your throat that you didn't know was there dissipated, and when Stiles started kissing you back, you finally wrapped your arm around his neck. Stiles deepened the kiss, asking for permission with his tongue, which you happily granted.

Stiles groaned into your mouth when he finally got to kiss you the way he wanted to for so long, and when you pushed your hips up to grind against him, he swore he lost his sanity. His hands traveled down your sides and under your hoodie, where they settled at your waist. "Can I take these off?" he referred to his Hoodie on you and your shirt. You hummed, opening your eyes and looking back at him. "I need verbal confirmation, y/n." He chuckled at you. " Yes, Stiles, please." He gave you a quick kiss on your forehead before pulling your shirt and hoodie above your head in one go. What Stiles didn't know was that you wore no Bra underneath. He tried not to stare at your naked body chest underneath him, so you wouldn't feel uncomfortable when he looked up at you. You had your head turned away again, slightly covering part of your chest with one hand. He took your hand in his own slowly moving, removing it from your chest. He leaned back down and started spreading small pecks along your neck and down to your collarbone, which had you whimpering and trusting back up against him. You felt him smile into your skin. His hand slowly traveled down your body, settling onto your hips and pushing them back down into the mattress. "Patience, baby, we will get there." Stiles moved his head back up and turned your face to look at him. You couldn't keep yourself from blushing at his words. You've never known that Stiles had such a side to him. Your hands tucked slightly at Stiles's shirt, signaling that you wanted it off; he sat back on his knees and pulled his shirt above his head. You've seen Stiles shirtless before, and every time it makes your skin heat up, you're sure you couldn't blush a deeper shade of red as you were staring at his perfect form. When you looked at his face, you noticed he was already looking at you. Watching as you stared at his body, you felt flustered under his dark eyes. Stiles's hands were back on your thighs, rubbing small circles with his thumbs that made your legs twitch.

"Do you want me to stop? We don't have to go further," Stiles asked. "Honestly, this was already way more than I ever expected to happen. You don't -"

You giggled as you noticed Stiles was starting to get into a nervous ramble. "Stiles, calm down, you're fine, I don't want to stop." For the first time tonight, it felt like you could talk freely with nothing holding you back. "Okay, good, good, but tell me if I need to stop. I will I prom-"

"Stiles! "

"Will you please shut up and get back here?" You reached your arms out to him, signaling to him that you wanted him back on top of you. Stiles smiled as he leaned back down, capturing your lips in another kiss. Both of you hadn't planned this, and neither one of you knew how to make the next move. You both knew you wanted more, and you knew that Stiles had slightly more experience than you and hoped he would make the next move.

And thankfully he did. Stiles slowly moved his hand that was still on your thigh a little higher, feeling your breath hitch as he cupped your heat through your pants, slowly rubbing his palm against you. You let a small moan escape your lips, which was swallowed by Stiles as he kept kissing you. He undid the tie of your (his) sweatpants and pushed his hand inside he moved his fingers down over your panties to feel how damp they were. "Stiles, please," you whimpered against his lips. Stiles swore he was so hard that he could come from just looking at you right now. He pulled his hand out, and you buckled your hips in protest. A small laugh passed his lips. He decided not to torture you any longer and started to pull your pants down. You lifted your hips for him to make it easier, and when they were finally off, he ran his hands up and down your thighs, feeling your soft skin.

You reached one of your hands between you to cup Stiles's erection through his own sweatpants. Feeling your hands on him for the first time made Stiles let out a loud groan that went straight to your own core.

You pushed Stiles slightly so he would lay on his back as you climbed between his legs. He stared at you as you settled on your stomach between his legs. He wet his lips and groaned when you palmed him harder. He lifted his hips off the bed and watched you pull his sweats and boxers down in one go. You wrapped your hands around him and looked up at him as you leaned forward to lick one long stripe along the underside of his dick up to his tip, where you collected his precum on your tongue. "Fuck, Y/N, don't do that." Stiles threw his head back; there was no way he could look at you if he wanted to last. You wrapped your lips around him and started bobbing your head up and down in a slow rhythm. Stiles groaned above you as his hands grabbed the sheets, and you saw his knuckles turn white.

You took his hand in yours and guided it to the back of your head to signal him that he could take control. Stiles took your hair in his hand and wrapped the other one around your scalp, holding you close. Suddenly, he started thrusting up while simultaneously pulling your head down, his cock going further down your throat with every thrust. You tried your best to breathe through your nose. Stiles moans fueled your desire to make him finish, so you hollowed your checks more and sucked harder. One of his hands left your head, and he draped it lazily over his eyes, thrusting his hips fast and keeping your head down. "I'm I'm close- fu- so close, Y/N." You felt a stutter in his rhythm, and after a few more thrusts, his hips lifted up one last time. He pushed your head down fully, your nose pressed against his pelvis as he came down your throat. You swallowed around him, the overstimulation making him pull out.

"Come here," Stiles pulled you towards him. You had to crawl on his lap because you were too short to reach him from your position. Stiles pulled you into another kiss and groaned when your wet panties rubbed against his half-erect dick.

Stiles's hands roamed over your body and settled on your ass; he pushed your hips down to grind harder against him as you were still mostly hovering over him, unsure whether you should put your whole weight on him.

When Stiles finally felt you let go and sink down on his lap he moved one of his hands from your ass and in between your bodies where he pulled your panties aside, he moved back a little so he could see you fully and ran one of his fingers up and down your slit collecting your wetness, you moaned at the feelings of stiles finger on you, he moved his finger up and slowly started drawing circles on your clit with his finger pad, you fell forward and put your hands against stiles chest as you let your moans slip freely from your mouth you started grinding against stiles hand as he finally inserted his finger into you, you needed more already soaking stiles hand you begged Stiles for more "More, please Stiles" he added another finger, spreading you open, the hand on your ass helping you move faster against his hand. The palm of his hand rubbed against your clit.

Stiles couldn't believe the sight above him, trying to implant your beauty into his brain forever as you threw your head back. "I'm gonna come- Stiles!" Your hips stuttered, but his hand on your ass helped you move through your orgasm. You collapsed on top of him. He slowly stroked your back, but Stiles wasn't done with you yet. He waited for your breathing to calm down before he spoke again. "I want to taste you." You felt another blush creep up on your cheeks. You weren't going to deny Stiles his wish and were going to move off him to lie down when he held you still. "Sit on my face," Stiles said as he pulled your hips upward. Your cheeks fired up as you started stuttering. "Whaat no, I can't, we can't," you tried to move off. "Baby, look at me. I know what you're thinking, and I promise you won't hurt me." Stiles insisted looking up at you. "N-no, what if I crush you?" you said quietly, not looking Stiles in the eyes. Stiles smiled at you, and his hands traveled up your thighs, gripping them tightly. "You won't, and even if you did, it sounds like a great way to go out." You frowned and slapped him across the chest, earning you a laugh from Stiles. "Y/n, I mean it; you won't hurt me if it makes you feel better. How about I tap your thighs like this if I need you to move up?" He asked while tapping two of his fingers against your thigh three times. He looked up at you, giving you the best puppy eyes he could muster. You knew you could never deny him when he looks like this, and with a sigh, you gave in "Ookay- but..."

"No more buts!" Stiles interrupted you. He lifted you up slightly as if you weighed nothing and helped you out of your panties before moving your body towards the headboard until you were hovering over his face. He caressed your inner thighs, spreading your legs further apart. Stiles didn't think you could get any hotter, but when he looked up into your eyes from this position, taking you in in your blushing form, he swore you got even more beautiful. Stiles's hands moved up to your hips, which he grabbed tightly before pressing you down onto him, finally having your cunt on his face. He liked a long stripe up from your hole to your clit, moaning at the taste, which sent vibration right through your clit and a shock up your spine.

Stiles ate you out like a man starving, pulling you even closer and fully burying his head into your cunt. He rocked your body against his face, his nose brushing against your clit as he pushed his tongue into you. You grabbed his hair with one hand and the headboard with the other, rocking your body back and forth against Stiles's face, letting moans of his name echo through his room, which only fueled Stiles on more. When he sucked your clit into his mouth, you ground down right into him. "Shit Stiles, s-sorry," you tried to lift yourself back up, but Stiles held you close, pressed up against his mouth. He opened his eyes and looked up at you, the eye contact sending shivers down your spine.

Stiles moaned against your clit making you throw your head back. One of his hands sneaked up your body and ghosted over your breast. Stiles has always wanted to touch them. When you put your hands over his to grab them harder, Stiles finally lost his last reserve and started rolling your nipple between his fingers. "Stiles, Stiles..." His name fell off your lips like a mantra as you came a second time that night, your legs clamping together around Stiles's head, trying to keep him there. He tried his best to lap up all your juices, and when the stimulation became too much, you lifted yourself up, much to Stiles's displeasure, as he would much rather have kept you there. You moved to the side, lying down next to Stiles.

You looked at him, his face glistening in your juice. "That was the best thing ever!" Stiles exclaimed with a smile on his face. You chuckled at his bright smile. He looked like a kid on Christmas. He leaned over to you, connecting your lips. You could taste yourself on his lips. You felt Stiles hard on press against your thigh. You moved your hand down his stomach and wrapped it around your shaft. You moved, so Stiles was in between your legs. "I want you inside me," you mumbled against Stiles's lips.

Stile's mind went haywire. He didn't expect to ever get so far with you, so he didn't have any condoms. You saw the worried look on his face as you watched his eyes scan the room. "I'm on birth control, Stiles," you reassured him as you ground your wet cunt against his hard cock. "Are you sure this is okay?" Stiles asked as he lined himself up with your entrance. "Yes, Stiles, I've never been more sure."

Stiles slowly pushed in, making sure not to hurt you. He knew you hadn't slept with anyone since losing your virginity over two years ago, so it stung a little when Stiles was fully inside you. He stayed still for a moment, just taking in your beautiful face and the feeling. "You're beautiful," Stiles said, smiling down at you. Stiles has called you beautiful before, but it had never made you feel the way it did now that you knew he felt the same way about you.

You moved your hips a little, signaling Stiles to move. "Stiles, move, ple-ase!" Stiles pulled out almost all the way before thrusting back in. He immediately found the right spots that had you moaning under him, "fuck- fast- stiles faster!" You moaned in his ear. Stiles picked up the pace and felt your nails dig into his back. He hooked one of your legs over his shoulder so he could reach even deeper. The new position made him hit your g-spot with every thrust and had you tightening incredibly around him. "Fuck Y/N, you're too tight." Stiles swore you were sent to earth just for him, as he filled you perfectly. He propped himself down on his elbow, pressing himself even closer to you. He reached one hand between your legs, rubbing your clit.

You were still incredibly sensitive from earlier and came almost instantly while he continued rubbing your clit in slow circles to help you back down from your high. Your thighs were shivering. Stiles pulled out of you and turned you around; he gently pushed you on your stomach. You slightly lifted your ass up towards him as well as your shaking legs could support you. Stiles trusted back inside you, but with the first thrust of his hips, your legs already gave out. You were gripping the sheets between your fingers as Stiles held you against him, chasing his own orgasm. "Fuck y/n, I'm going cum," he said, his rhythm breaking. "In-inside... please stileees" you whined out for him. The thought of coming inside sent Stiles over the edge. He pressed his chest against your back as he slowly emptied himself inside you.

When he pulled out, you flopped back on the bed and said, "Don't move; wait here!" Stiles got off the bed and ran into the bathroom, you guessed. When he came back, he had a roll of toilet paper and a warm washcloth. He cleaned up between your legs the best he could before crawling back in bed with you. He pulled you flush against his chest, loving the way you curled into his side. You laid your head on your chest, listening to Stiles's heartbeat as he played with your hair. You heard Stiles say something but didn't register it, exhaustion finally catching up on you as you fell asleep.

At 6:30 a.m., just a few hours later, you were rudely awakened by Stiles's alarm. You debated for a second about just skipping class when Stiles and you heard his dad in the hallway. You both immediately sprang into action, getting your clothes back on, just as you had finished putting on your clothes and pulling your shirt down, the sheriff entered the room. He looked surprised, expecting to only find Stiles.

It's not like you have never slept over at Stiles place, but usually the sheriff knew. Judging by the way the sheriff looked at Stiles, he already knew what had happened between you two. "Just make sure you both make it to school in time, okay?" Was all he said, looking at Stiles, who nodded his head, hand scratching his neck. "We have to be quick; I need my stuff from home," you reminded Stiles after the sheriff left.

Stiles dropped you off at him with barely 10 minutes to spare, which definitely wasn't because you two took an extra long shower this morning. Your mother tried to approach you and question you about what happened and why you weren't at home, but you just brushed her off promising to fill her in later. You changed your clothes, grabbed your bag, and were back in Stiles's jeep in record time. You knew your grandma was watching again from the kitchen window, so you reached over and pulled Stiles into a kiss.

Stiles caressed your cheek and deepened the kiss. You didn't pull back until you couldn't breathe. Just as you were about to lean in again, you saw your dad leave the house out of the corner of your eye. "Drive!" You turned to Stiles, who didn't need to be told twice as you both made your way to school. You couldn't help but laugh at the face your dad made while standing alone in the driveway.

At school, you and Stiles walked in holding hands, looking for your friend group. The first one you spotted was Lydia, who gave you a knowing smirk. "It looks like you're no longer on the list of oblivious idiots, Stiles," she said, making Stiles look confused.

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names-for-alters · 3 months

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Hello one and all, alters and headmates! I am Charlie! I like to make lists! I also hoard names! Are you looking for a name? GREAT! You can send an ask and request a specific aesthetic or origin of name, or you can look at my list!

With that said…

…Cracks knuckles…

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Inco

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Flock

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wdwmarveldisney · 9 months

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I found it so relatable!! And since requests are open! Maybe one where the teen wolf pack has a few items of clothing they all share for bonding and scent sharing or whatever but none of them fit reader which really bums reader out and makes them feel left out of the pack/disconnected from the group until maybe reader gets gifted a sweatshirt in their size (by the pack) to finally be able to share with everybody? If it feels too much like Thought of You or doesn't give ya inspo that's just fine! Appreciate you being willing to listen!!

Sweatshirt Apology

The Pack x reader

Summary: You don’t say anything about the pack clothes not fitting and when they find out, all they can do is apologise for not realising sooner.

Masterlist

A/N: When you think you’ve already put it out but turns out you never pressed the button. It’s hasn’t been well proofread but I do love it

GIF isn’t mine

Sitting in the back of Stiles' jeep did nothing to battle the cold of the night. The others stood round outside, all of you waiting for something to happen. They were all wrapped up in their coats, talking quietly as you sat in the back of the jeep, arms wrapped tight around yourself to try stay warmer. The idiots hadn't informed you of the new plan and then had turned up at ten at night to pick you up. So here you were in plaid pj trousers and an oversized top that had one too many holes across the collar and sleeves shorter than your patience. And with them rushing you, you only had enough time to grab shoes and socks to put on when in the jeep, a coat long forgotten.

Completely zoned out, you didn't notice Scott and Kira make their way over to the jeep to get something out. Scott headed round the other side of the jeep as Kira walked straight to your side, sending a sweet smile your way. You noticed immediately that she was wearing a 'pack shirt'. It was the light grey one, some football club or something. You thought Liam had that one right now. Or maybe it was Malia who was supposed to have it.

You were broken out of your thoughts as Kira laughed nervously and Scott was looking at you worried from your other side. You realised you'd missed Kira's question and you felt your cheeks heat up in embarrassment, "Sorry, what did you say? I'm so out of it." Kira laughed slightly again, this time with you hesitantly joining in. She leant against the car as she fiddled with her necklace and Scott was searching through his bag. With both doors open, the breeze was making a shiver run through your body, perfectly backing up Kira's words, "You're cold. I think Stiles has that red pack hoodie in the back of the jeep if you want it?"

Another shiver ran through you but it wasn't the cold anymore. Actually the embarrassment and slight shame was heating you up quite a bit. See, the pack clothes you all shared weren't so much shared with you. Well, they were, the pack always handed the clothes to you. They were just never worn by you. You'd tried them all on obviously but that was really the issue. None of them fit. Well, they did fit but they fitted tight and uncomfortable and in no way right. The way they fitted made you want to tear them apart to be able to breathe. So you had gotten into a habit of just using them as a pillow case. That way, they still got your scent and the pack would never find out the shirts and hoodies didn't fit and they wouldn’t feel, I don't know, sorry? Uncomfortable because it?

So you shook your head at Kira, smiling softly at her and a worried Scott. Fucking chemosignals. "I'm all good. I'm not too cold, just tired. And missing my bed," That wasn't a lie, you really did miss your bed. You could hate how the clothes didn't fit while in peace in your bed. Scott clearly wasn't believing a word that left you, standing up slightly as he pointed to the back of the jeep, "I can go get it now, you don't have to worry, no one's using it. You haven't actually had it in ages." He carried on to himself as he went to round the jeep but your eyes went wide as you shot up and all but shouted, "No!"

That got the attention of more than just Scott but the whole pack too. Kira was frowning slightly along with Scott as the others looked over confused. You gave your best attempt of a smile, your eyes focused on Scott as he appeared back in the doorway, "No, I don't need it. I'm fine, seriously." Scott raised his hands in surrender, nodding at your words and you relaxed back against the seat. Great, now you looked like mad to all your friends. You don't hear Kira or Scott say anything else before they head back to Stiles, Derek and Malia, who they were talking to before. Exhausted by not only that interaction and it's, no doubt, consequences but also by the day you had had in general, you did your best to lay comfortably across the back seat of the jeep, trying to get some sleep.

Unbeknownst to you, when Scott and Kira got back to the others with small frown on their faces, Stiles immediately jumped to question them, "What the hell was that about? What did you do?"

"It wasn't me! They're- They're sad. Really sad," Scott tried to explain, glancing back to the jeep as Kira gave a small nod and to the surprise of everyone, so did Derek. He pointed vaguely towards the jeep as he spoke, "They do. Been like that on and off for weeks now." Stiles looked round them all, hoping to get some sort of supernatural answer to it all. When they all stayed silent, he huffed, "Well, do we know what happened recently? I mean, I can't think of-" Stiles cut himself off when he saw a look of realisation dawned on Kira's face, "What? What? What is it?"

"We got the pack clothes about the same time, I think," Scott paused at what Stiles said before he nodded, eyes alight with realisation. The others nodded too and Stiles paused as he thought it through. He was always one of the few you were closer with, a bond formed from all the nerdy shit you two loved and he was one of the very few people in your life who had ended up seeing you cry. It was at a movie but nevertheless. And he had noticed the way you had frowned and closed yourself off one night when even Derek's spare coat didn't fit right during a storm.

He shook his head, hand running through his hair as he couldn't believe how oblivious they all were. The others around him waited patiently for him to expand on the annoyed and pained look he suddenly had. Well, all except Malia. She looked round the others before leaning in a little as she spoke to Stiles, "What's wrong with you now?"

"The clothes don't fit them. They can't fit into them and they don't want to tell us because they think it's embarrassing," he sighed out, nervously fixing his flannel but then his eyes lit up and he smiled round the group, "But I've got an idea."

It was a few days and one supernatural incident solved later that found you worriedly and curiously knocking on Scott's front door. He'd texted to say to come ASAP, texting 911 but there was no signs of struggle, no signs of breaking and entering, no signs of any trouble at all. It made your stomach swirl with a slight sickly feeling, bile in your throat until the door opened and there stood Scott and Lydia, completely fine and with wide smiles on their lips. Yeah, you were gonna kill them.

"911?" They could tell by the tone of your voice, the way your lips pursed and the raise of your eyebrow that you were pissed. Scott's face fell as he looked back to Lydia who's bright grin didn't waver. She held her hand out to you, "Just come on." Hesitantly and slightly grumpily, you took her hand and let her lead the way to Scott's living room where the others were. They all looked variations of nervous to happy and you couldn't for the life of you figure out why. But then your eyes caught something in Stiles' hands.

A sweatshirt. A dark, maroon sweatshirt that looked like the one saved in a stupid Pinterest board on your phone that you had mentioned that you'd die to have. It even had that silly little design on the back, the white silhouetting perfectly on the dark red. It looked soft and comfy and more importantly, it looked to be your size.

You stared round, even more confused with ten times the amount of questions as before. So, you simply settled with a small point to the sweatshirt, "What's that?" Stiles rolled his eyes, sarcastic quip on the edge of his tongue but not ever leaving as you glared up at him. What you didn’t account for was Malia, “It’s a sweatshirt,”

“I know that. Why are presenting it to me like it holds some godly power?” Liam snorted, doing his best to not laugh as Mason did the same beside him. Cory looked like he was gonna join in but instead shoved Mason’s shoulder when Derek glared their way. Scott looked nervously round everyone as Stiles rather aggressively nodded your way and suddenly everything was so much more confusing. “Okay, what the hell is going on?”

Scott finally spoke up, “It’s the new pack sweatshirt. Lydia saw it and remembered one similar that you said you liked,” He looked round for help when you still looked a little confused and everyone else looked hesitant to bring something else up. Eventually Malia sighed, explaining, “We noticed none of the other fitted you so we got you this one. We want you to have it first.” You nodded, looking around at everyone sheepishly agreeing and though Malia’s bluntness over the whole thing wasn’t exactly unexpected, you were entirely grateful for it.

A small grin made its way to your face, “You guys did that? You didn’t have to.” Everyone looked confused by that, Stiles scoffing at the thought, “Oh yeah, cause that’s completely insane for us to do,” he sighed, dropping the sweatshirt into your lap and shit, it was soft, “Look, we can’t have pack clothes to share if not all the pack fits into them.”

You fiddled with the sleeves, folding the sweatshirt neatly in your lap as you took a deep breath. You didn’t know what to say, you didn’t know what to do. You felt like crying but that also felt incredibly embarrassing so best not. Instead you settled on looking round them, “So, um, what was my cut?” You didn’t understand their confused look. Pack clothes costs was split between them all to make sure they could buy more. “You don’t have to pay,” Kira reassured and now it was your turn to look confused, “But you guys got this specifically for me. If anything, I should pay a bigger cut.”

“Oh, shut up,”

“Stiles!” Lydia warned before she sat next to you and wrapped her arm around your shoulders to pull you into her, “This is a gift, you don’t have to pay. We all feel bad that we didn’t even think about sizing so this is our apology.” You didn’t fully get that. You were also at fault, for not telling them but if that’s how they saw it, you weren’t complaining. This was a free sweatshirt you guys were talking about.

Still, you didn’t know what to say. This- no one had done this for you before. To be fair, you’ve never really been in a position like this before. That’s so not the point though, you needed to focus. Wrapping your arm around Lydia to pull her into a proper side hug, you looked round all the others with a grateful smile, “Thank you. You guys didn’t have to do that.” That caused an uproar of disagreements, everyone except Derek piling into hug and you laughed at that. You had some weird fucking friends but you loved them to the ends to the earth and that was never changing.

#teen wolf imagine #teen wolf #teen wolf x reader

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bebbie-bilinski · 11 months

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Stiles Stilinksi age regression headcannons

go easy on me this is my first HC post 😅

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Stiles mainly regresses around the ages of 0-2 so his regression is geared towards the baby side. A lot of it consists of speech-loss, whines and hums, pointing for what he wants, using basic ASL, clumsy-ness, naps, and lots of cuddling.

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Stiles is very secretive about his regression, at first the only person that knew about it was his dad Noah, but that was only because of how persistent the man was on finding out what exactly his son was guarding so closely. Then there’s Derek, who eventually becomes one of his primary caregivers. Derek seemed to take the “news” of his regression the hardest, not because he couldn’t accept it but because he had some serious cleaning up to do with his act (Slamming Stiles’ head onto the steering wheel of his jeep for shenanigans, tossing him around, being at the butt end of so many of Derek’s award winning death-glares, he had a lot of making up to do). Of course, where there’s Derek there’s Peter. He looves to tease about his regression at every given chance but is a very protective caregiver when need be. Then there’s Scott who’s always known even before he couldn’t place his best friend’s odd behavior with the term “age regression". He may be the worst babysitter ever for always giving in to ice-cream for breakfast… and lunch… and dinner, but he really means well! Lydia! Stiles was mortified when Lydia found out and avoided her at all costs but eventually got cornered and lectured on “why on Earth would he hide something like this from her when she’s fully capable of taking on whatever role he needed?!”. The rest of the pack learns about Stiles’ regression but initially its Noah, Derek, Peter, Scott, and Lydia.

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He mainly regresses due to trauma and a not-so-happy childhood. Although, he also uses it to cope with acute anxiety disorders and autism (yup he’s also got autism to me which I can make a separate post about and go much more in depth). Getting possessed by a thousands year old demon sure is a catalyst for wanting to throw on one of his dad’s old t-shirts, making a nest of blankets/toys and curling up on the couch while watching an old comfort cartoon.

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Baby pacifiers - He has one adult pacifier but the guy adores the tiny baby ones

Onesies - Not a huge fan of how constricting they can be so he only has two or three

Fuzzy socks - Ohmygod his sock drawer is overflowing with an array of the softest and fuzziest socks he can find at the nearest Target

Stuffed animals - Need I say more? He’s got a couple jellycats (a wolf and a horse), two build a bears he frankenstein-ed and stitched together named Puppy-Bear (can you tell what animals they we’re respectively?), a Pound Puppy, a huge elephant named Jattestor from Ikea, Clarice (a six legged lamb by HoneyLambs seriously check them out they make the coolest stuffed animals), a plethora of Eeyores and a plethora of Furskin’s Bears as well as other customized stuffed animals (no I totally didn’t make this list off of my own stuffed animals, ur lucky I didn’t write them all down)

Pjs - Seriously I think he has a pajama-hoarding problem because at this point he collects any remotely cute and sensory friendly pajama set he lays eyes on

Bottle - his literal favorite piece of regression gear. Nothing fancy, just a small clear blue baby bottle he bought at the clearance section of whatever grocery store he was at

Miscellaneous- building blocks, counter bears, calico critters, jumbo crayons (cus the regular ones are just too small for his taste!), coloring books, stickers (So. Many. Stickers.), night lights, baby utensils, rattles and teethers, pacifier case, and a basket-full of stim toys

i'll be making more headcannon posts but expect them all to be stiles-centric ^^ and thank u @jjtheresidentbaby for all ur support/motivation :D

#fandom agere #teen wolf agere #teen wolf age regression #age regressor stiles stilinksi #fandom age regression #sfw agere blog #sfw age regression blog

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tarnishedhalo · 4 months

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Sorta stolen from @ronmanmob

PT Play List

I. Indestructible || Disturbed II. Warrior Song- Aer Vis || Sean Householder III. Whatever It Takes || Imagine Dragons IV. 99 Problems || Hugo V. Wolf Totem Remix || The Hu ft. Jacoby Shaddix VI. Bring on the Thunder || Miracle of Sound VII. Jeep Stuff MLG Remix || Neebs Gaming {He blames @morgansmornings for this one} VIII. Gonna Need A Grave || Urban Country IX. I'm Gonna Put You Down || Gangsta Grass Ft. T.O.N.E-Z X. Watch Me Bleed || Fearless Motivation ft. The Julianno XI. Come Out Ye Black and Tans || Colm McGuinness XII. Soldiers || Otherwise XIII. Pararescue is Running By || USAF XIV. Here Comes PJs Over The Hill ||USAF XV. PJ, PJ Where You Been || USAF XVI. Harden the Fuck Up || Jax Vellex

#Cowboy Music

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petnews2day · 2 months

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Excited Rescue Dog Shows Off His New PJs for Sleepover With 'Grand-Pawpaw'

New Post has been published on https://petn.ws/bxYz4

Excited Rescue Dog Shows Off His New PJs for Sleepover With 'Grand-Pawpaw'

Every weekend, a rescue dog enjoys a sleepover with his owner’s father, but of course, no overnight stay is complete without an adorable pair of pajamas. Whenever Saturday morning rolls around, Goose the pit bull mix waits by the door until his grandad’s car pulls up outside, and as soon as he sees the Jeep, […]

See full article at https://petn.ws/bxYz4 #DogNews

#Dog News

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leavelenaalone · 4 months

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"Gossip hurts."

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#Youtube

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kodim0736 · 1 year

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Batang, - Kepala Staf Kodim 0736/ Batang Mayor Inf. Slamet Muchadi mewakili Dandim Batang Letkol Inf Ahmad Alam Budiman menghadiri kegiatan Offroad Jelajah Alas Roban ( JAR 01 ) yang diselenggarakan oleh Roban Jeep Comonity yang berlangsung di Bumi perkemahan Adinuso Jalan Raya Pantura - Adinuso Subah Kabupaten Batang. Sabtu ( 11/2/23 ).

Kegiatan Offroad Jelajah Alas Roban (JAR 01) yang diselenggarakan oleh Roban Jeep Comonity dan diikuti oleh 135 peserta dari berbagai daerah Jawa Tengah.

Wakil Ketua DPRD Kabupaten Batang Bapak Nur Faizin selaku Ketua panitia dalam sambutannya menyampaiakan terima kasih kepada semua elemen yang telah hadir disini terutama pihak Perhutani dan PTPN yang telah mempersilahkan kami untuk melewati jalur lahan perhutani, Trek yang melewati hutan karet sehingga kegiatan ini bisa terlaksana dengan baik dan lancar. Selain itu, trek juga melewati daerah perkampungan penduduk segingga kegiatan ini terlihat semakin asik.

Diharapkan saat melewati perkampungan harus bisa mengurangi kecepatan sehingga tidak menganggu aktifitas masyarakat. Jarak yang akan di lewati kurang lebih sejauh 40 KM dan melewati jalur yang rawan dan terjal oleh karena itu jaga keamanan dan apabila ada kendala di jalan segera hubungi panitia sehingga akan segera di bantu.

Adapun tujuan dilaksanakannya kegiatan ini yakni untuk memperkenalkan olahraga offroad di Kabupaten Batang dan guna mengenalkan destinasi wisata yang ada di wilayah Kabupaten Batang kepada peserta, sehingga bisa lebih di kenal ke daerah masing - masing peserta.

Kita akan memperkenalkan UMKM di Batang sehingga lebih di kenal di luar daerah, semoga event yang pertama ini bisa menjadi pembelajaran untuk event - event yang berikutnya. Kami harap semoga event ini bisa berkembang dan bisa mensukseskan Kabupaten Batang di kemudian hari. Tuturnya.

Kepala Dinas Pariwisata Kabupaten Batang bapak Yarsono mewakili PJ. Bupati Batang Dra. Lani Dwi Rejeki mengatakan bahwa kawasan Batang ini ada jalur offroad yang luar biasa, yang menarik dan harapanya kegiatan ini bisa dilaksanakan tiap tahun dan ini perlu di eksploer sehingga bisa dikenal di daerah lain.

Kegiatan Offroad yang dilaksanakan oleh Roban Jeep Comonity ini di harapannya akan berjalan rutin tiap tahun karena dapat memberikan informasi dan mengeksplor wisata batang sehingga lebih di kenal.

Kami juga mengucapkan terima kasih pada peserta dari luar daerah semoga bisa menikmati desa wisata di Batang kususnya di daerah pegunungan yang sangat menarik dan harapan kami dapat mengeksplor ke daerahnya. Olah raga Off Road ini sangat positif karena dapat menghilangkan kejenuhan dan meningkatkan wawasan serta dapat melihat destinasi wisata dan pegunungan yang ada di Wilayah Kabupaten Batang. Ujarnya.

Hadir dalam kegiatan tersebut Mayor Inf. Slamet muchadi mewakili Dandim 0736/Batang, Kepala Dinas Pariwisata Bapak Yarsono mewakili Ibu Pj. Bupati Batang, Kapolsek Subah AKP. Sapto mewakili Kapolres Batang, Bapak Wahyu Utomo Camat Subah, Kepala Puskesmas Subah Bapak Kristanto, Bapak Fatoni Asper Perhutani Subah, Bapak Nur Faizin selaku ketua panitia, Kepala desa Adinuso Bapak Amad Subhan, Babinsa Adinuso dan Babinkamtibmas. Para peserta Off Road dari berbagai daerah di Jawa Tengah.

( Pen - 0736 )

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bubbly-parker · 10 months

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Best Friends don't do this

~Stiles x Reader Best Friends to Lovers~

probably like 5-6k words ? just guessing here

spoiler : Stiles didn't think you could get any hotter, but when he looked up into your eyes from this position, taking you in in your blushing form, he swore you got even more beautiful

"So, Do you want to talk about it?" Stiles asked, looking over to you in his passenger seat.He could tell you were in a sour mood before he even picked you up.

Stiles didn't know what to do; you didn't want to talk, but he couldn't stand watching you cry; it made his stomach churn and his chest feel tight in a sickening way. He needed you to be okay.

Ever since moving away, your relationship with your family has gotten far better. Before, you used to live in one big house with your grandparents, aunt, uncle, and cousins constantly around you.

He felt like he was about to explode with the way you were looking up at him—your big doe eyes, pupils blown wide, and lips gaping. He wanted nothing more than to kiss you.

"I've been wanting to do that for two years."

"Do you want me to stop? We don't have to go further," Stiles asked. "Honestly, this was already way more than I ever expected to happen. You don't -"

"Stiles! "

#stiles stilinski smut #stiles stilinski x reader #stiles stilinski fanfiction #stiles stilinski #teen wolf stiles #teen wolf

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ohimesama · 1 year

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1.27.23 Friday

7:47 am

I feel bitter in life...I have so many fake friends behind the curtain of Cavite....So, many easy minded people who are easily persuade by the words of some fake influencers who keep on saying that they care for me...

I think,hope and pray that this betadine will work and will do the vinegar wash later... I hate this feeling of itchiness down there....

I still have the windblow trap... I still hate the cultish group of Manalo...

I still wanna buy starbucks everyday and hoping to leave the hometown in God's time...Coz I want bags and more bags... It is my dream...

I still feel fat and ugly...

So,today Anid my friend is the duty there on Mommy Adnil... Hoping that the bidet and flush of Ms Enaoj will be fixed coz I have vaginal itch that I badly need to wash my vagina...

Another thing there is a fake here in the Philippines... They removed the one way bus route of going to Ortigas...Someone made our lives here in Cavite complicated. I'm just planning to meet someone in Ortigas Robinson.

I wonder who are the leaders behind the route of public vehicle... I observed it even the time I worked in Cebu Pacific Air...

Why? Coz the time I worked in Cebu Pacific Air the route of jeep were also complicated... They made people lives in danger... I think there are a crime organization... Why, do they need to do things complicated... They're planning to kill me??? THE CHURCH OF CHRIST...

Someone planned to hit me on the road...

My memory is sharper than them!!!

The way of going to Cebu Pacific Air via commute is now the same if you wanna go to Ortigas via commute as well...

Agent 0078991 ;) royalty ;) middle class C road.

8:44 am

PJ is fake on me my neighbor here... Suddenly not texting me back... It is difficult to find a true friend... Super claim2x that we are friends but he can't be a friend... The last time he was playing a gun with his new friend... But he can't be a friend to me...

PJ Pascua church of christ group!

10:11 am

Angels these are the whelping collars of our new babies here... Mommy Neko is on her "dog food" top breed and her enmalac and giving her fresh malunggay....For the presentation of selling these cute babies of Neko and my baby John.

Giving their temporary names as Pink, Green, Blue, Orange & Purple.

Campaign for "help-sale"...

12:20 noon

So sad Uncle Jun is fake and everyone is...He took my fork inside my spoon and fork case.

Both of my Uncle are kinda mean to me... He went here around quarter to 12 noon and I opened my spoon and fork case, my fork is gone...

Who took it? But we have no camera or cctv...

3:36 pm

Done,showering John and his blower nozzle is gone in the box,the extension...

You can't trust the people inside your family,people will never trust them as well...

4:48 pm

I wanna leave the hometown and I wanna buy starbucks everyday....I wanna have more bags...

6:24 pm

I feel sad I want men to like me, men that I want... I lost xfactor... Coz of the windblow trap...

I want men like JP and his group... I want stability...I used to be the center and I feel irritated... I can't get attention anymore... I feel bitter... I miss the laguna boys! Those are my men! My men!

I feel fat and ugly... I wanna still to see donkey and camel....As my spiritual journey...

9:36 pm

Someone stole my blue bench sando, I don't like it when someone is getting my stuff,most specially my clothes....

I feel bitter ... If I die,I don't want anyone to wear me coz I wasn't able to go up and they took away my personality...

Totally,unfair to die angels without a success in life...

9:52 pm

I feel jealous these days... Someone from the church of christ had fucked pact with someone who is shining on TV with an exchanged of deal from the devil...

I feel fat and ugly... I feel so ugly... I haven't seen anyone yet, will be 42....Hating the cult of Manalo... This windblow trap!

I lost chance to meet new cute bf's like my exes... I hate it when I have a copy and my exes forgot me coz of my copy....I hate it, I feel so ugly... I lost my xfactor...

I have complex now coz I'm faded already, from the past years I was able to perfect my feet,my self-esteem was whole but now I have complex...

I wanna do gluta and some butt scrubbing to regain my self-esteem... I need foot spa on a regular basis... I mean I need a make-over. I wanna do lipo-light... I'm fading....Hating this windblow trap of Manaloz!

I need attention in a way but I'm not on the position now... So,sad...

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lettersonlosingdad · 1 year

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Things I remember about Dad and Christmas

Jotting these down while letting the Christmas blues live with me until this second cup of coffee is gone. Letting myself tear up but not letting them fall because god isn’t crying on Christmas morning just too cliche?

They’d save a few ornaments for me and my sister to place on the tree

We watched Scrooge and Elf every year. Elf for everyone else and then we’d scatter to play with new toys or video games and me and dad would turn on Scrooge and play Monopoly. We both had to sing “Thank you very much”

Lots and lots of Christmas Monopoly

Driving to look at the big park’s Christmas light now. The smell of smoke in the front seat of his white jeep. Him driving with one hand out the window, fingers twitching for a cigarette.

“Isn’t this neat?!”

He loved the computer games as much as we did

The fake Yule log on the tv. Flipping over the laser disk half way through a movie. That time we watched Die Hard after opening presents.

Him making NesQuick chocolate milk in the kitchen

Before he met my step mom, when we came into the living room to see the tunnel jungle gym he bought all set up. Joy.

Him on the patio at nana’s on Christmas Eve night. Looking back to catch his eyes and see him smile when Santa walked through the door.

He’s waiting outside in that Jeep when mom wakes me up. I know there’s a box of candy waiting for us to eat in the car on the way to his house.

It’s Christmas, your dad is waiting. Keep your pjs on. The world is safe and right.

#losing a parent #letters to dad #losing dad #loss and grief #grief

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skiplo-wave · 2 years

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Part 2: Some time passes. It's senior year. They go on a trip to the mountain to snowboard and skii (Wintertime Wonderland Dolls). Of course, to Cloe's dismay, they invite Dana. Cloe tries her best to be nice. Later in the lodge, Cloe and Dana are talking alone with hot chocolate where Dana reveals Cameron broke up with her. She thinks the reasoning is because Cameron has feelings for Cloe. Cloe was happy about this BUT she felt bad for Dana even though she was a complete bitch to her. They go back home where they find out the school has a new boy toy. Bryce (Blind Date Dolls). Meygan wants him. But unfortunately, he already has a girlfriend... Nevra. Nevra is a mean girl. She doesn't want anyone around her man. The school throws a party which she doesn't want Bryce to go too. She can't go because she got kicked out of the school and goes to a different one in town lol. The school party is a flashback theme (Flashback Fever), where you dressed in 60s, 70 and or 80s clothes. This is where all hell breaks loose. Fianna, who has a cousin named Fianna Fins in Bratzillaz lol, she is close friends with Nevra. She is the Gretchen Weiners of Mean Girls. She and Cameron ends up hooking up which crushes Cloe. Cloe pretty much gives up on Cameron at that point. She goes to find Dylan who is with Sasha on the dance floor. Eitan and Jade are getting cozy too. Cade, the school's bad boy, offers to dance with her. Honestly, I rather them be together. So things get complicated again in the coming days. Things are changing in with the group. The original OG gang try to have a girls night out to catch up on everything going on. (Girls Nite Out! Dolls). Cameron and Fianna doesn't last. But Cloe and Cade are getting close. She believes he is the one and she wants to fuck. Fianna wants him too smh. She already had Cameron. They go out and find some sexy PJ's (Nighty Nite Dolls) for their new boyfriends. They tells their parents they are having slumber parties at each others houses so that they could be with their men. Fianna ended up going home. Cloe loses her virginity to Cade. Sasha and Dylan fucks but it ended up being awkward. Eitan and Jade decides to take it slowly and wait. Later, they go to the beach (Sun-Kissed Summer Dolls). Cameron gets bent out of shape seeing Cloe and Cade together. So he gets drunk and cries to his ex-Dana who doesn't give a shit anymore about him. 8 students gets the chance to go on a trip to Japan (Tokyo A Go-Go). The winners are Cloe, Jade, Sasha, Yasmin, Fianna, Cameron, Dylan and Eitan. Cade wished her could go, he didn't like the fact Cameron would be on this trip. This is where Cameron and Cloe almost kisses. FIANNA CATCHES THEM! She quickly snitches to Cade which he gets upset. But Cloe explained to him nothing happened. During the trip, Nevra and Bryce breaks up. And then there's something with a animal zoo rescue that they got to be part of from a school program (Wild Life Safari). Cloe, Cade, Fianna, Meygan, Nevra, Yasmin, Cameron, Dylan, Eitan and Koby was part of this. Fianna was a bitch the whole time because she didn't break up Cloe and Cade like she wanted too. Nevra is sad because Bryce broke up with her... So what happens.... Cameron fucks her too. I hate Cameron lol. And it happened in a jeep during the trip. Fast forward to Cloe's 18th birthday (Birthday Bash Dolls). She wanted her time with her girls except Jade had the flu, so Phoebe, a new student took her place. She has a twin named Roxxi. Cade gets bent out of shape because he wanted to be part of her birthday celebration. She just wanted a small gathering with her friends. He gets pissed off and starts ghosting her. You know damn well, Fianna took advantage of this. Cade and Fianna fucks and sends video of them doing the deed a few weeks later. Cloe is devastated and depressed. Yasmin was suppose to go on a camping trip with her close friend Felicia, Dana and Phoebe. Jade and Sasha stays behind because they ended up fighting Fianna and went to jail. Yasmin got Cloe out of there and went camping with her girls (Campfire Dolls).

#asks #ngl this is a lot

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forwardsoftgo · 2 years

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Dont wanna be a player big pun

But it don't stop, watch the Pun get wicked I don't wanna be a playa no more We can park the Jeep, pump Mobb Deep and just spark the leaf Coppin' a five-oh Benz for when I'm not, far up in the sky I don't wanna be a playa no more When I even Luke be like "Don't stop, get it get it" Boricua, morena, boricua, morena (3X) Don't wanna beeeee a playahh. (In the) hot tub, poppin bubb-ly Coppin a five-oh Benz for when I'm not, far up in the skyīoricua, morena, boricua, morena But you know Big Punisher still down by law. Hey yo, I'm still not a player but you still a hater : Hey yo I'm still not a playa but you still a hater.

We go back like PA's and wearin PJ's Rent-out lease, with a option to buy Elevator to the top hah, see you later, I'm gone Who wanna ride it won't cost you a dollar Puffin' the lye, from my Twinzito I don't discriminate, I regulate every shade of the It's hard to creep since I found Joe I'm not a playa I just crush a lot But I knock that boot, if you out to get HOOFīut Big Punisher, still got what you're lookin' for (Punisher, ooh, Big Punisher) Rubbin your spot love, got you screamin Punish me But you know Big Pun and Joe still down by law.

#Dont wanna be a player big pun

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luvr-bunnyy · 2 years

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anything for my princess | pt 2

LEXI HOWARD x FEM!READER

word count: 3k - part 1

Warnings: mentions of alcohol, SMUT SMUT SMUT, slight dom reader?, thigh riding, oral, typical euphoria things, NO SPOILERS !!

[a/n: here’s pt. 2 my loves!! i cannot believe pt 1 already has about 100+ notes, thank you for all the love, enjoy!! - yours truly, bunnyy -`ღ´-]

After the party, you drove to a lookout that you and Lexi would frequent. You’ve had car picnics or you two would lay on the roof of your car and stargaze. She’d point out constellations and explain why they were named what they were.

And now…you’ve probably ruined everything.

There were missed calls and texts from everyone and their moms blowing up your phone so you put it on mute.

Your mood worsened when you realized that you left the joints you had bought in your jacket pocket…the jacket that you had left at the party.

Sighing, you opened the bottle of whiskey and took a few huge gulps. The liquor burned your throat but it was a good distraction from your stinging and sore knuckles.

The adrenaline had long since worn off and your bones deeply ached.

Your phone buzzed a few times and you sighed heavily, unlocking your phone and heading to the group chat.

you

i’m fine, i’m not dead or anything

rue

are u home?

you

…yes ??

maddy

bitch why was that in the form of a question?

you

yes…

kat

can u just send us ur location? lexi is freaking out

you

[location sent]

cassie

are u still coming to the sleepover?

you

probably not

[(y/n) has muted the group chat]

jules

wtf

“Okay, all jokes aside...” Maddy started.

All the girls were in her room, pjs on. Lexi was laying down with her head in Cassie’s lap.

“That was fuckin’ hot, right?” Maddy giggled, taking a sip of her white claw.

“It was sooo fucking hot!” Jules laughed. “Like- she was literally gonna kill him for touching you Lex.”

“Could you imagine?” Maddy asked suggestively.

“Imagine what?” Rue cocked an eyebrow in confusion.

“The angry sex.” Jules said matter of factly, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“W-what?” Lexi stuttered, finally tuning into the conversation.

“Oh come on Lexi!” Jules threw her hands up as she moves to sit on her heels. “Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it.”

“I mean…y-yeah but we’ve never even-“

“You guys haven’t done it yet?” Kat gawked.

“No…it’s just- ugh!” Lexi buried her face in her hands and sat up. “It’s so frustrating because I feel like she thinks I want to take it slow!”

“But you don’t want to?” Cassie asked. Lexi shook her head. “Then why don’t you tell her?”

“I-I don’t know. It’s embarrassing. We’ve made out and s-stuff but it never goes far.”

“Girl just tell her!” Maddy smiled sympathetically.

So that’s what she was going to do.

The party was on Saturday and it was currently Monday morning. You had talked to Lexi briefly and she had explained that she wasn’t mad or repulsed by you, she was just shocked in the heat of it.

Cassie was happy to see that her sister wasn’t so glum anymore.

Your knuckles were still pretty tender. There was no longer any exposed flesh. They had slightly scabbed over but they were still bruised and sensitive.

As you pulled up to the Howard household, you sent Lexi a text.

you

i’m outside princess <3

my love

okay!! i’ll be right out

As you waited, you slipped your sunglasses on and turned the volume up. Kendrick and Jay Rock filling your jeep.

Noticing that the front door opened and out walked Lexi, you watched her walk down the concrete walk way. She had on a black skirt, cropped black cami top, and an unbuttoned short sleeve shirt. Hair up in a claw clip.

The golden light of the sunrise made her skin glow. Her smile bright and sweet. She opened the door and handed you her backpack, you tossed it to the backseat along with yours.

You watched as she settled in her seat.

“Good morning.”

“Morning princess.” You cupped her cheek and gently guided her face closer to yours, lips meeting in a short and sweet kiss. You pulled away but lingered there for a bit, bumping her nose with yours. Her smile returned, a breathy laugh escaping her lips.

She watched you carefully as you drove. You had been wearing a green Carhartt zip up jacket, the faded color contrasting gorgeously against your skin.

Her eyes trailed down the sleeve and to your hand that was currently on the steering wheel. She frowned at the state of your knuckles.

All the bruises had been in different stages of healing. Reds, purples, and greens stained your skin. The scabbed and healing skin was a deep red, all of it seemed painful.

All for her.

As you turned into the starbucks drive-thru and waited behind a few cars to order, she gripped your wrist and brought your hand in between both of hers.

“Do they hurt?” She whispered, holding your hand close to her face.

You bit your lip.

“Not really.”

You were lying. She knew but she appreciated the effort to keep her from worrying.

Without another word, she leaned down and carefully placed kisses on you bruised skin. The feeling of her soft lips was like heaven. You stared at her for a few seconds before she let go of your hand, noticing the line moving forward. Your hand returned to the steering wheel as you pulled forward to the order speaker.

Her fantasies took the reigns once more as you moved your sunglasses to sit on top of your head. Your fingers drummed anxiously against the steering wheel as you recited her usual order flawlessly, along with yours.

In some dark and twisted way, she agreed with Maddy’s statement on Saturday night. How would it look like to be under your angry gaze? How hard would those hands grip her body? Would you grip her so hard that the scabs on your knuckles would be pull taught and tear open?

“-which is crazy right? It’s not that hard to use your blinker.”

Wait…what had you been talking about? Blinker?

She then realized that you were out of the drive thru and on the road. She looked down at the center console and noticed the two coffee cups in the cup holders.

“You’re doing it again.” You teased. Stopping at the red light and glancing over at her.

“Doing what?” She gulped nervously, watching as your hand reached wrapped around the coffee cup.

“Spacing out…” You took a sip. “What’s on your mind?”

“Oh! Uhm n-nothing.” She grabbed her own coffee and took a sip. She saw the pointed look you have her and quickly added. “Nothing important…at least.”

“If you say so.” You muttered, accelerating as the light changed.

Today Lexi had been grateful that you weren’t in any of her classes. She needed a break from her own thoughts and you only fueled them.

Her day hadn’t been to bad, but at lunch when she had sat down at the usual table you all ate at, she learned that your day had been a little rough.

You had to deal with teachers constantly asking about your battered hands, students telling you that you were a monster, a terrible person, and so on.

“Yeah, principal Hayes sent her home early. She didn’t text you?” Kat asked as she picked at her grapefruit.

Frowning, Lexi pulled her phone out of her backpack. Oh…you did.

you

principal hayes heard “rumors” about what happened at the party and sent me home

you

i can still pick u up tho and maybe you can hang out here for a bit?? i really need u here

Giddiness filled her body. You needed her. She quickly responded with and put her phone away.

After lunch, the rest of the day couldn’t have gone by slower but finally, the bell had rung and the teacher dismissed her class.

She basically ran out to the parking lot. Her heart fluttering as your car pulled up, the windows down.

You gave Lexi a tired smile as she approached the car and hopped in. She leaned over and placed a kiss at the corner of your lips which definitely caught you off guard.

“Well hello to you too.” You smiled genuinely before giving her a proper kiss. It was slow and deep which stole Lexi’s breath right from her lungs, heat going straight to her core. Thighs pushing together. “Ready?”

“Mhmm…” She hummed, cheeks turning pink.

The drive to your place wasn’t too far. As you parked, she noticed how you rushed to get out of the car and her eyebrows pulled together but her confusion dissipated when you appeared in front of her door and held it open, holding your other hand out for her.

She placed her hand in yours, letting you help her out of the car. She slung her backpack over her shoulder and walked over to the stairs. You lived in a rundown apartment building with your dad, but he was rarely ever home.

As you followed her up the stairs, she moved her hips enticingly with each step and you noticed.

You shook your head. Of course you’ve thought about it.

Lifting her skirt and bunching it around her hips, the way your name would sound desperately leaving her lips-

Clearing your throat, you shook the thoughts from your head seeing as you had made it to your door. Unlocking it, you let Lexi in first before closing the door behind you.

“I’m gonna take a quick shower, okay?” You kissed her cheek and made your way to your room to grab clothes.

As she heard the bathroom door close, she made her way into your room. It smelled faintly of weed and lavender. A smell she had been quite used to.

She had wondered how your dad never noticed but as time went on, she realized he didn’t care enough to comment about the obvious smell or mention the bottles of empty liquor that was scattered around your room. She put her backpack by your desk and that’s when she noticed it.

There it was. Your jacket. The one you had worn to the party. Hung haphazardly over the back of your desk chair.

The wetness between her legs was growing uncomfortable, but you were in the bathroom already and she knew your showers were a little lengthy at times.

So she made her self comfortable on your bed, kicking off her shoes. She leaned back against your headboard. Your smell dizzying as it filled her senses.

Slowly, she ran her hand down her stomach before slipping it underneath the waist of her skirt and the elastic of her underwear. A small whimper leaving her lips as her fingers slowly circled her sensitive clit.

The images of your jealousy, the way you didn’t hesitate to beat the guy that touched her and made her uncomfortable, your hands, all flashed through her mind.

She jumped at the sound of the bathroom door opening. Pulling her hand from her underwear, she grabbed her phone and sat up, pretending to be scrolling through social media.

As you dried your hair off, you grabbed a beer from the fridge and made your way to your room.

Lexi was on her phone, cheeks flushed and slightly breathless. Hmm…weird.

Nonetheless, you tossed your towel into your hamper before sitting down on your bed and taking a sip of your drink.

Turning on the tv, you then turned to look at Lexi. Opening your arms. She grinned and snuggled into your side.

You played some movie the both of you have seen a million times, she didn’t mind. You took a few sips of your drink and she felt your body relax.

As you watched the movie, she admired you. Your hair was damp from your shower and you smelled of sage and lavender, your oversized brown crewneck was soft under her hands, your green cotton shorts showed off your delicious thighs.

You finished off your drink and placed the bottle on the ground. As you sat back, Lexi felt a rush of confidence and leaned forward, placing a few soft kisses on your neck. Normally, you wouldn’t mind but she kept at it and the kisses were enticing.

“What’s up princess?” You asked softly. She pulled away to look at you before wordlessly straddling your hips. “Okay…” You chuckled before she pressed her lips to yours. It was a slow and sensual kiss and she whimpered at the feeling of your tongue in her mouth.

As the kiss deepened and got messier, she started to rut her hips against yours, wanting some type of relief. However, instead of spurring her on, you gripped her hips and stilled her movements.

Feeling frustrated and a little embarrassed, she pulled away. Huffing as she basically threw herself off of you.

“Lex…what’s wrong? I didn’t make you uncomfortable, did I?” But she didn’t respond, she pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them.

“Come on, sweet girl. Talk to me. Please?” Hesitantly, you placed a hand on her knee. Your thumb running comforting circles into her skin.

“Am I not…do you not want to have sex with me?”

“I-what? What do you mean?”

“I mean that whenever this happens, you never want to go any further.” She pouted.

“I just always thought you didn’t want to take it any further Lex. I hope you know that I wasn’t rejecting you or anything.”

She didn’t respond.

“Okay. Come here.” She looked over at you and took your hand, taking her place on your lap.

“You look so pretty here, sitting on my lap.” You nudged the bottom of her jaw with your nose and she lifted it.

“Tell me what you want, love.” You purred, kissing down her neck.

“I- I want…” She paused, loving the feeling of you biting and sucking a hickey into her neck.

“Come on…” You egged her on, continuing to kiss her neck.

“I want you to…to go down on me. Please.”

You sat up. Placing a hand behind her neck and pulling her close.

“Anything for you, princess.”

Your lips meshed with hers in a hungry kiss. It was a mess of clashing teeth and tongues but Lexi wouldn’t have it any other way.

Her chest heaved with gasping breaths as you moved lower. Kissing down her neck, hands moving down her sides.

“But first…” you mumbled against her skin. Gripping her hips and moving her over your thigh. “Ride my thigh, show me how you make yourself feel good.

You bunched the fabric of her skirt around her hips, her hands gripped your shoulders.

“How do I uhm, how do I do that?”

“Just follow my lead.” You gripped her waist and slowly rocked her back and forth on your thigh. Her shaky intake of breath made you grin triumphantly. She got the hang of it and moved her hips on her own.

“Mhmm there you go, princess. Just like that.”

Her moans and whimpers were adorable. Her eyebrows were pulled together in concentration.

“I don’t think I can wait any longer.” Placing your hands under her thighs, you lifted her up and flipped the both of you over.

You pecked her lips. “Let me make you feel good, okay?”

As you made your way between her legs, you pushed her skirt up her thighs a bit more and around her waist. The damp spot on her baby blue cotton panties made your mouth water.

Maybe dreams do come true.

Slipping your fingers underneath the elastic, you looked up at her. “Is this okay?”

“Mhmm, more than okay.” She was breathless. Her heart swelling at the fact that you wanted to make sure she was okay.

You slid them down her legs, kissing the inside of her thighs and legs as you did so. Once they were off, you tossed them to the floor.

“Bend your knees and put em’ over my shoulders.” You smiled as she did what you said. Settling comfortably between her thighs, you could finally see all of her.

Your intense gaze made her want to shrink away. “Sorry, I-I haven’t shaved.” She tried to shut her legs but you gripped them and held them open.

“Don’t ever apologize for that.” You muttered before leaning forward and licking up from her slit to that sensitive little bud.

“Oh my god…” She squeaked, hands flying to your damp hair. Entangling her fingers into your locks.

Smirking, you wrapped your lips around her clit. Giving a gentle suck. She squirmed in your hold.

“Don’t run princess, just relax.” You muttered, your hand pressing against her lower stomach to keep her in place. Your other hand spread her folds a little wider. Your tongue traveling to her quivering opening, exploring her warm insides.

Lexi was in ecstasy. She had never felt this much pleasure in her life. Her stomach was in knots and her thighs were shaking. Your tongue felt amazing, and when she felt your thumb rubbing circles into her clit, it pushed her over the edge.

“(Y/n)…babe I’m gonna-I think I’m gonna cum.”

“Go ahead princess, cum all over my face.”

You switched. Wrapping your lips around her clit, your middle and ring finger invading her center. Curling your fingers, you felt that spot that sent her into over drive.

“Shit! Right there, please…please.”

The feeling of your fingers abusing that spot was enough for the tension in her body to release.

She fisted your hair and held you close as she came, your tongue happily lapping up her release.

As she rode out her high, you continued to lick at her clit. Not being h able to get enough of her taste.

“Ah! Ah! T-Too much.” Her thighs snapped closed and trapped your head. You decided that it was your new favorite place to be.

Slowly prying them open, you sat up and brought your fingers to your mouth, licking them clean.

She sat up and moved her legs, pulling her skirt down before cupping your jaw in her hands and pulling your lips to hers, moaning softly at the taste of herself on your lips.

“I love you, sweet girl.” you smiled into the kiss and she bumped your nose with hers.

“I love you too.”

Later on that night…

lexi

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lexi

so uhh…i told her

maddy

damn girl! she a fucking vampire or smth?

maddy

i’m so proud of you tho

welcome to the club slut!

Giggling, Lexi turned in your arms and showed you her phone. You scoffed and pulled her closer to your body. You grabbed her phone and began to type.

lexi

fuck off maddy -love, (y/n)

“You’re ridiculous.” She laughed as you nuzzled into her neck

#euphoria #euphoria x fem!reader #euphoria x reader #lexi howard #lexi howard x reader #lexi howard x fem!reader #lexi howard smut #euphoria smut

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