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leah-lover · 15 days

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Entangled desires. Leah Williamson x Alexia putellas x reader.

Part 1

“ Fuck me!” You semi yelled at your TV.

“Only if you beg me for it.” Said your girlfriend with a smirk on her face. You were both laying on the couch. She was laying on your lap reading a book, while you were watching the Arsenal vs Chelsea game. Chelsea have just broke through the backline and scored a goal. In their defense the goal was pretty incredible, but you hated that your team got scored against.

“ I would love for you to fuck me amor but not now, I am too busy “ you joked. “You have been stressed for about 50 minutes now. I think you need a release.” She said sarcastically, The book is now laying on her chest. “ Mi Reina, this game is so important for my sanity right now.” you respond. She didn't talk after that, she just turned on her side, her head still on your lap. She put the book aside and focused on the game.

The rest of the match was pretty exciting. There were some missed shots from both teams, a goal from Arsenal, some decent shot blocks from the Arsenal defense, and just overall a lot of tension. Alexia stood up from your lap by the time the final whistle blew. She was alert and satisfied. You were more than happy with Chelsea's defeat since you were a die hard Arsenal supporter. As a result, in celebration, you kissed your girlfriend. The kiss was soft and filled with passion. You then pushed Alexia on her back, straddled her lap and kissed her hard. You didn't want any space between you two. You were hungry for her, needy for her, all you wanted was her touch. The adrenaline from the game took over your body. Suddenly, it all went away and was replaced by tiredness. “ It's okay baby it happens.” She confronted you because you pulled out of the kiss and sighed loudly.

“ I am so sorry.” You apologized. “ Let's go cook dinner instead. Then we can finish later.” She added, a small smile on her face.

At the dinner table you sat opposite each other. You were both comfortable in the silence.

“ That arsenal defense was really good today.” She said, breaking the silence.

“Yeah, most of them are lionesses, so they are pretty good.” You answer.

“ Leah Williamson, the center back, is the captain of England right?”

“ She is the captain, she also captained the team today. She is pretty good.”

“ She was excellent today, made some pretty good deflections.”

“ And?”

“ What do you mean?.”

“ Mi Reina, tell me what you think.”

“ Well she is kind of attractive I guess. If you tell this to someone you won't like your punishment.”

“ Baby relax,I won't. I promise. Now let's go finish what we started after the game.”

“ What do you think about her?”

“ Leah ? Well I agree with you she is hot.”

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Tonight was one of the best nights of the year. The fifa best awards. This night was special because you were being awarded the best female player in the world which made you very proud of yourself. You were also proud of your girlfriend who made it into the best starting 11 in the world along with you and a few legends of the game.

You and Alexia got ready in the same room. You decided on an emerald green corseted dress that highlighted your chest and your brown hair. Alexia decided on an all black 3 piece suit paired with a red lip and her hair down.

The day leading to the ceremony had nothing out of the ordinary. You did your media duties, got ready, and left for the red carpet.

You and Alexia looked like a power couple, all the cameras were on you two, two of the most awarded and talented footballers. The ceremony was no different either. Kelley Smith presented you with your award and you thanked the most important people in your life in your speech. You talked to a few people but that was it. All the fun started at the after party.

While you were at the bar getting drinks your girlfriend was far from you talking to some people.

“Can I get two vodka sodas please?” You asked the bartender.

“Can you please make that tree?” Said a British voice from behind you. You turned around to find that the voice was Leah's.

“ Vodka soda is the athlete's best choice of drink right? ?“ she asked.

“ I guess so.” you respond.

“ I am Leah Williamson.” She added.

“ I know who you are. You are pretty recognizable.”

“ Not as much as the woman of the hour. Congrats on your award by the way. Spanish football is lucky to have you.”

You blushed at her words, that's when your drinks were ready. You wanted to talk to her more.

“ Why don't you join me and Alexia at our table?.” You asked hoping to get a yes

“Only for a little while I have my own people to tend to.” She responded.

You proceeded to guid Leah to your table. On your way there you passed alexia who said goodbye to the people she was with to join you too.

“ Ale this is Leah williamson. Leah, this is my lovely girlfriend Alexia.” you introduced the girls.

“ It's very nice to meet you alexia. We should have met a long time ago.” said Leah

“ I am glad we met too. How are you finding the night.” said Alexia. You knew your girlfriend well to know when she is nervous and right now she was clearly nervous, other people wouldn't spot it very well.

“ it's pretty boring actually. This is the most exciting thing that happened tonight.” responded Leah.

Your relationship with Alexia was common knowledge. However, Leah was flirting with the both of you for the better part of the hour and a half that Leah stayed with you. Throughout this time you talked about everything from football to your childhood. Several compliments and flirtatious attempts were made by all 3 of you. Leah’s phone was ringing for most of the time but she didn't answer. She then got a text saying that her teammates left and that she should go to the hotel because the party venue was almost empty. You didn't realise the time that passed, you were too immersed in the fun all of you were having. You were sitting on a couch, Alexia’s hand on your thighs occasionally caressing them, and Leah sat opposite you on a chair.

“ I can't believe they left without me.” she complained.

“ Well they did call you several times but you blew them off.” you responded.

“ but still how am i supposed to talk to them and miss out a second with you two.”

“ You can come with us. We are staying at the same hotel right?” suggested Alexia.

“ yeah but I don't want to intrude.”

“ nonsense, consider it an extension of this lovely night.” you added.

You then got out of the venue. You held Alexia’s hand while Leah walked to your other side.

The car ride was quiet. “ I would kill for a burger right now.” you whispered in your girlfriend’s ear because you were nuzzled in her neck. She then ushered for the driver to change direction to the nearest fast food chain.

“ one quick stop before we release you.” you apologized to leah running you hand on her thigh quickly.

“ No, not at all. I really want this to go on forever.” she responded.

The car stopped, you got your order, Leah and Alexia got a meal too after you provoked your puppy eyes.

You were now blissful on the hotel floor, and eating your burger with Leah Williamson and Alexia putellas. You were focused more on leah than on your burger.

“ shit i dont have my key card. I left it with Keira. God i am such a fucking idiot. ” she said after she finished.

“ Don't ever say that about yourself.” said Alexia who was quieter than usual.

“ what she means is it's fine you can stay here. it's too late to wake her up.” you corrected.

“ No, I can't do that .” she said frantically.

“ Yes you can and you will. It's too late to do anything. Plus we can hang out more. And we can put it to a vote and we both want you here.” said alexia before taking the last bite of her burger.

“ Alexia I can't. There is something. I just can't.” she said before heading towards the door.

Alexia got up and stopped her by her wrist. “ Look, it's alright, stay. Please. “ she said softly.

“ alexia almost never says please.” you added.

“ There is this unresolved tension in me. I can't hide it anymore.” she added, now looking at the floor.

Alexia lifted her head up by her chin, and at that moment we were all nervous. We all shared a look with each other, then looked at the floor, then at each other again. The silence was deafening. We all were thinking the same thing. It was just the matter of who starts.

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genshingorlsrevengeance · 1 month

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Hiiii since it’s my birthday really soon, can I get Hu Tao, Yae Miko, Chiori, UMP45 and Makoto from P5 celebrating readers birthday?? Maybe a surprise party?!?!?!?!

(Genshin Impact/GFL/P5) Hu Tao, Yae Miko, Chiori, UMP45, and Makoto celebrating Reader's birthday

Oh god, I hope I'm still on time for this.

(Hu Tao) "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!"

Hu Tao pops out of absolutely nowhere and scares the hell out of (Y/N), but she is beaming with energy.

Despite the fact the clock had just struck midnight, and S/O was in their own room.

(Hu Tao) "Soooo, what do you plan on doing? Got any cake for today?"

(Y/N) "Hu Tao, I'm trying to sleep. We can talk about this in the morning...Actually, how did you even get in my house?!"

(Hu Tao) "Details we can discuss after your birthday plans! Now, what do you want for today? I can try my best to get you a good sale!"

(Y/N) "Well, it's not a coffin or ghost, I'll tell you that much..."

(Hu Tao) "Wow, buzzkill! I guess I won't treat you to Xiangling's today after all!"

Hu Tao is definitely the type to throw a surprise party, though it's not much of a surprise since she appeared in their bedroom.

Later when it's actually a humane time of day, she invites them over to her home to celebrate properly!

She still wishes they could've had the celebration late at night though, Hu Tao had a lot of jokes planned...

Normally, Yae is supposed to do a formal recital of wishing a pleasant birthday.

But to hell with that, that was boring.

Yae decides to wish (Y/N) a happy birthday in her own way.

(Yae) "(Y/N), I expect to have a good meal today."

(Y/N) "Shouldn't I be the one saying that to you?"

(Yae) "Perhaps, but surely you don't plan on going anywhere mundane to eat for such a very special occasion, right?"

(Y/N) "N-Not if it's going to bankrupt all of my Mora!"

(Yae) "Oh come now, I do not eat that much."

(Y/N) "Wait, why am I paying for you on my birthday?!"

(Yae) "Well, thank you for offering! You're such a kind soul!"

(Y/N) sigh

She doesn't really host a party for (Y/N), at least not by herself. But at the very least, she'll make it a damn entertaining day, for better and worse.

Oh, (Y/N)'s birthday. Neat, Chiori supposed.

(Chiori) "Yes yes, happy birthday and all that."

(Y/N) "Hah, calm down there Chiori, you're getting a bit too excited."

(Chiori) "I hope you don't expect me to have cake and balloons ready to spring out at you."

(Y/N) "Frankly, I'd be more shocked if you did."

(Chiori) "At least you understand that part."

Bluntness aside, Chiori handcrafts (Y/N) a nice present before their very eyes.

A handmade gift could speak more than a million bought gifts ever could.

As much as Navia would disagree with her.

(Y/N) has better chances of Chiori throwing them a surprise party as they would surviving a lightning strike from the Raiden Shogun herself.

45's smile seems to soften when (Y/N) enters the dorm, though it was nearly pitch black.

(UMP45) "Well, you took your sweet time coming back."

(Y/N) "45? Why are you in my-"

UMP9 leapt out from underneath the table as the lights came on. HK416 was leaning against the wall while G11 was face first on the same table, sleeping away.

And in the middle appeared to be a cake that looked...ambitious, to put it kindly.

(UMP45) "Happy birthday.~"

UMP9 blew on a party horn, the small paper unfolding and making a small doot noise as her arms extended in joy.

HK416 simply shrugged and grunted, and G11 was still comatose.

(Y/N) "T-Thank you guys! You didn't really need to-"

(UMP45) "Not really, but I figured it'd be fun to celebrate something special with you."

Her smile only seemed to grow when (Y/N) joined her, watching the chaos unfold as UMP9 tried to cut a cake, despite the fact the knife was getting dangerously close to G11's unkempt hair.

(UMP45) "Thought I'd bring the squad along to have fun too. Clearly it's working better than I thought."

(Y/N) "This is already so chaotic though!"

(UMP45) "Exactly."

Makoto is caught off guard when (Y/N) enters the room, holding a small cake with a candle in it.

The cake itself seemed terribly made, as it looked like it'd crumble if one simply stared at it for too long.

(Makoto) "U-Um...Welcome back! I tried to make something for you myself and...you see how that worked."

Makoto sighed but (Y/N) laughed, giving a comforting hand on her shoulder.

(Y/N) "I appreciate it, still. But hey it smells really good!"

(Makoto) "And the taste...?"

(Y/N) took a bite out of it, and smiled, turning back to Makoto.

(Y/N) "Honestly, not bad! I'm not dead yet!"

Makoto chuckled as she sighed.

(Makoto) "Well, I suppose that's good reassurance."

Makoto would fail instantly at a surprise party, mostly because she'd spend too much time to get it ready, only for (Y/N) to walk in way too early.

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rats-the-bat · 4 months

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Virgil's Gift: An Analysis on It's Symbolism and Possible Foreshadowing

Obvious spoilers for Thomas' newest Sander Asides video: What Makes the Perfect Gift? Go watch it if you haven't.

So the yearly Sander Sides Christmas special dropped hours ago. (Yippee!) And there's a surprisingly large amount to be said for it to be a 13 minute long Christmas special. In fact, I'd say it's the most story focused episode since Can Plushies Improve Our Health?, and that was an ad for the Sander Sides plushies. There's just so much to talk about this episode. There's the implications of Janus and Remus being invited to play Secret Santa; the mystery to what Thomas' message was with his gift to Nico; the underlying tension between all the sides that reminds us of the angst we've already seen and how things still aren't completely alright and that the worst is yet to come; and, most notable of all, the question as to WHY THE HELL REMUS WOULD WANT TO F*CK ANDREW JACKSON??

But the most interesting thing to me is Virgil's gift to Logan, his reaction, and how it reflects Logan's current situation.

Virgil gives Logan a newspaper, claiming that it seems like something he would like. Logan however, does not read newspapers and is very disappointed by the gift. Remus and Janus make some comments on how unthoughtful Virgil's gift appears. But at the end of the episode, Logan finds out that the newspaper actually has a secret message and is the first puzzle of an entire scavenger hunt, which excites him a lot.

This is by far my favorite part of the episode. Not only is it heartwarming, it also symbolizes how Logan has been treated as a whole, and may even foreshadow future events in the series.

When Virgil gives Logan the newspaper, Logan is very confused, and asks him why he would give him a newspaper. Virgil replies, "Cuz' you're the Mr. Smarty Pants of the group. You like reading and all that." Logan is still confused though. Yes, he likes to read, but that doesn't mean he will read anything. Roman chimes in with Virgil, reinforcing that they think Logan will like it. Logan says, "Is that all I am to you? The reading guy?..." And Virgil replies, "I don't know man, give it a read! I'm sure it has something you like."

This entire interaction represents how Logan has been ignored and misunderstood throughout the entire series. Virgil gives Logan a newspaper, something he doesn't actually want, because he assumes he will like it since he likes to read in general. He made an assumption on Logan's personality based off things he already knew, something Thomas and all of the other sides have been doing since the beginning. Throughout the entire series, Logan is considered the smart one of the group who always provides information and exposition, and little else is expected of him. In ACCEPTING ANXIETY part one, Thomas assumes that Logan knew what his problem was because he provides, "the explanatory exposition in [the Sander Sides] videos because all the other characters are too zany or relatable." And in Selfishness v. Selflessness, Logan is benched after providing information that supports both Patton and Janus' sides because they assume he has nothing else to offer. Time and time again Logan is reduced to his function and the traits that go along with it, such as liking to read. And why these things about him are true, he is far more complex that who they see him as. But, as Virgil didn't seem to care to get him something he would actually like, they don't seem to care to learn more about Logan...

They do care though. And that's shown through the twist at the end. When Logan discovers that it's a puzzle, Virgil jokes, "And you thought I would just get you a newspaper. Tsk. What do you take me for?" Though it appeared Virgil didn't put much consideration into the gift, and though Logan believed Virgil didn't, he did, because he truly cares about Logan. And throughout the entire series, though they don't always listen to him, Thomas and the sides show that they care about Logan. Patton is always nice to him, Roman, while the most harsh to him, does secretly respect him, and Thomas, as shown in the song, "Incomplete," is not only aware that Logan has feelings and is more than just logic, he wants Logan to accept it as well. He also seems empathetic when Logan is disappointed with his gift. This represents how Logan's insecurities get in the way of him being fully accepted. Logan is convinced that Thomas and the sides will only ever see him as his function, and that they do not care about his other traits. This is one of the reasons he represses his emotions, and is shown by how quickly Logan believes Virgil got him a newspaper simply because he likes to read. Though Logan may not realize it, Thomas and the sides love and accept him fully, and Logan needs to see that.

However, it seems that someone doesn't want him to see that...

And that's where the foreshadowing comes into play.

After the conversation Virgil gives Logan his gift, Janus chimes in, saying, "Wow Logan, looks like Virgil put a lot of thought into that one!" He emphasizes how little consideration Virgil's gift seemed to have. In doing this, he reinforces the idea to Logan that Virgil didn't care enough to give him a gift he would like, even though that's not actually true. And if he his doing this intentionally, he may also be reinforcing the idea that they don't care about him.

And Remus soon after joins in, proposing, "Kinda makes you wanna scream, huh?" This is obviously a callback to Logan's outburst in Working THROUGH Intrusive Thoughts. In that episode, Remus showed great excitement towards his outburst, implying that Remus wanted him to get upset. And now again, he suggests that Logan should get angry about it. It is very clear that Remus is trying to make Logan lash out on purpose.

Based off this, I believe that in future episodes, we will see the dark sides, or Remus at least, try to manipulate Logan into believing that Thomas and the sides don't care about him. In doing this, they'll persuade him into joining their side. Perhaps they'll make him a puppet for the Orange Side, or if Logan is the Orange Side, they will make him embrace it. Of course their plan won't work out though. Because even if the do get Logan to join them for a little, the other sides will show that they care. And perhaps if they do, Logan will finally be able to see that, and he will finally be able to accept himself.

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #tss #logan sanders #ts logan #logan sanders angst #virgil sanders #remus sanders #janus sanders #ts sides #tss theory

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ohnococo · 3 months

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Right On Time | Takuma Ino x F!Reader

Ino chuckles, blushing a little as he looks over at you, “Aww, you still wet?” You nod, slightly less willing to just let the heat in your core wither away to nothing. He had been spoiling you for far too long for that.

You get stuck in traffic with your boyfriend, Ino, on the way to his mentor's birthday dinner. It's not the right time or place, but you just can't keep your hands to yourselves.

Warnings: Fingering, Semi-public

“Is the card in here?” You push the colourful tissue paper aside in the gift bag between your legs, finding the envelope just as Ino responds.

“Yeah, it’s in there.”

“Nice one,” you put the gift bag on the car floor between your feet then buckle your seatbelt as Ino starts the engine, “ready to go then!”

You could see how excited your boyfriend was, having spent a long time carefully selecting a birthday gift for his beloved mentor. It meant even more that he’d be able to celebrate with him on the day itself as well. Usually Nanami chose to spend his birthday on his own, phone off and unable to be bothered by the world you all had to work in. This time, he’d actually agreed to let everyone treat him to a birthday meal, and Ino was grateful he’d give everyone some of his time on his special day.

Carefully laid plans often go awry, though, as is the case when you find yourselves stuck in slowly crawling traffic, miles upon miles behind an accident that had bottlenecked the highway’s many lanes down to one. You can see Ino trying not to panic, leaning closer to his windshield and trying to squint at what couldn’t be seen from so far away, leg jiggling nervously as you’re stuck moving so slowly he has to put the car in park.

Nanami would understand your being late of course, but Ino felt like it was important to be there and be there on time. You put a hand on Ino’s thigh, squeezing as you reassure him, “The traffic report said it should only be a 20 minute delay. We’ll be cutting it close but we’ll get there.”

He leans back in his seat, resting a few fingers of one hand on the bottom of the steering while, and squeezing your hand with the other. “You’re right…”

You were, but you can see it doesn’t entirely help his worries subside. Then, just as all of the many cars inch forward between yours and the single lane the traffic was all being funnelled towards, Ino puts the car back into drive, slowly rolling those several measly feet forward before he has to stop and put the car into park again. Then he’s right back to leaning forward, squinting to make out what was happening in the far distance.

“Ino, baby, it’s not gonna help you to worry.”

He looks at you, giving you a lopsided smile and a nod, knowing you’re still right. “I can’t help it, I just don’t wanna show up late.”

“I mean, I can suck your dick while we wait if it’ll get your mind off of it.” You’re joking, but you’d be lying if you said you wouldn’t do it in a heartbeat if it made your sweet boyfriend relax his furrowed brows.

He laughs, leaning back and relaxing into his seat, nerves already dissipating slightly from the distraction of your voice. He looks over to you, smiling, “Aww, don’t ask me that when you know I should say no.”

You throw him an exaggerated pout, glancing out of the front to see you had a while yet before he had to inch forward, “At least let me give you a kiss then.”

“Well damn, I’m not gonna say no to kissing my girl, am I?” He’s already leaning in to meet you in the middle, elbow resting on the centre console as he turns his head to slot your mouths together perfectly.

It’s a chaste kiss at first, closed lips lingering on each others before you’re both pulling back just a little at the same time. Then, he’s bringing his hand off the steering wheel to rest on your jaw gently, thumb stroking your cheek as he deepens the kiss. It has your stomach doing backflips the way Ino’s kisses always do, and when he leans forward and tickles the tip of his tongue against your lips you’re parting them for him without hesitation. His tongue swipes against yours, slow and light, and when you match his movements he’s pulling away, drawing you into his mouth as he smiles into your kiss.

Your head is spinning already, your panties wet, and Ino’s kisses have you ready to throw caution to the wind like always as you move your hand up his thigh to settle on his already hardened cock, gripping at it and letting a little moan travel from your mouth and right into his.

Then, you jump slightly, eyes opening and head snapping towards the back as a car behind you lets out a long honk.

“Shit.” Ino’s glancing back as well, then forward to see that traffic had begun inching along while you’d been distracted by each other. The car behind you was apparently not going to let a few feet of space between Ino and the vehicle before him stand, so he sits back, puts the car in drive, and closes the gap.

He puts the car back into park and his leg is back to jiggling again, and this time your pout is genuine, “Ino… I don’t want you to be all anxious…”

“It’s okay it’s not that,” he gives you a half smile, as if excusing himself, “I’m just trying to make it go down.”

“Oh.” You accept his reasoning, not wanting to risk the car behind you honking again because of your distractions.

You wait, only a few minutes, but those few minutes are an eternity to the impatient Ino who just wants to get moving already, and an eternity to you now that you’re left wanting.

“You still hard?” You ask, unable to stop dwelling on the effect you have on your boyfriend.

“Nah.”

You let out a little groan, feeling slightly frustrated that you were still so needy after just a little kissing. “Well that makes one of us…”

He chuckles, blushing a little as he looks over at you, “Aww, you still wet?”

You nod, slightly less willing to just let the heat in your core wither away to nothing. Ino had been spoiling you for far too long for that.

He looks back out of the front of the car, biting his lip and thinking as he notes how close the cars shuffling forward were to his. He waits, then when it’s his turn he moves forward, then puts the car back into park, turning to you excitedly, “Pull your panties down for me, baby.”

You raise your brows, surprised at the proposition despite knowing very well that he wasn’t going to leave you high and dry once you’d said something about it. He catches your expression, assuring you as though you were the one that was being convinced to do him some favour, “I can watch the road while I do this.”

This, he says, as he rests his elbow on the centre console again, bringing his other hand over to cup at your pussy through your panties. That alone has you clenching your thighs around his hand, happy for the touch already, and he’s drawing a long breath through his teeth at the feel of your wetness soaking through the fabric.

“Shit, I got you wet like that?”

You give him a look that says ’duh’, and tug his hand up and just out of the way enough to pull your panties down to your ankles, spreading your legs for him to have access underneath your skirt. He’s quick to have his hand back where you need it, middle finger sliding through your wetness, and this time his brows are furrowed for entirely different reasons as he caresses the place he loves best.

You’re wet enough that he doesn’t need to waste time building up to working you just right, able to coat his fingers in your slick and slide two in right away. He only pumps them in a few times, fingers dragging along your walls with perfect firmness, before he’s pausing and looking at you with worried eyes. “Better pull your dress up or you’ll leave a wet patch on the back.”

Takuma Ino, always the considerate boyfriend. You lean over, both to give him a quick peck for saving you the embarrassment at this special birthday dinner, and to listen to his suggestion, pulling your dress over your ass and sitting back so it’s bunched up and out of the way as you spread your legs again and Ino starts pressing and swiping at your sweet spot properly.

The rolled up and tinted windows, and the sound of music on the radio, gives you enough comfortable cover to leave your moans unrestrained, letting Ino know just how fast he was getting you there, and when his thumb joins the fray to rub tight circles on your clit the only thing stopping this from being perfect is the fact that Ino has to constantly glance forward instead of watching you come undone for him like he so loved to do.

As you watch him glance back at you, eyes lingering longer and longer, pressure building in your core, you note that worried expression bubbling up in his eyes right alongside your orgasm, and he starts moving faster, trying to make you cum quickly. Just as you find it in you to take your eyes off your boyfriend’s handsome face, you see a gap already there between his car and the one in front, and this time several cars behind you honk, pulling up dangerously close to bully you along.

Ino pulls his fingers out of you and you’re both whining: you whining out his name, and him giving you a, “Sorry babyyyy…”

He’s quick to move along, park again, and just as you’re going stir crazy from your orgasm subsiding so suddenly, his fingers are back inside of you. This time, Ino takes a chance at kissing you again, his soft lips adding to the hurry to make you cum hard to make up for tearing it away from you before. He knows how to do it perfectly, of course, having been in a rush to make you cum for him before, but never quite like this.

It makes your blood flow faster, your cheeks hot as you tangle a hand in his hair, arching your hips up and closing your eyes as your orgasm appears yet again hot and fast on the horizon. It’s interrupted only briefly, as Ino lets out a sigh of frustration. You join his gaze out the front this time to see the mass of cars starting to move much more quickly and Ino gives you a kiss of apology, not exactly able to hold up the now steadily moving traffic on the highway.

He’s apologising aloud too, even as you whine for more, “Sorry… I guess they cleared the road. This is terrible fuckin timing…” he glances at you with sad puppy dog eyes before looking back to the road to switch lanes as you get nearer to your exit.

“Inooo…”

“I’m sorry.” He means it, you can hear it in his voice. And you know if he could he’d pull over somewhere to take care of you then and there, but today was important to him.

You feel like you’re going to go crazy, but you still know you two have somewhere to be. So you make a selfish but measured choice, lightly tugging at one of Ino’s hands.

He takes it off the steering wheel once you’re off at your exit and back on the main roads, and starts to lace his fingers with yours, thinking that’s what you were after as you so often were. It’s not what’s on your mind at all, though, as you pull his hand between your legs, your fingers over his to guide them back into your needy hole.

“I need to cum.”

His shoulders slouch, and he looks over to you for a second before his eyes are back on the road, and his face broadcasts all of his momentary guilt. Like he’d been heartless to deny you and a fool to not realise he could provide just like this if he really tried. “Of course, baby, lemme take care of it.”

You move your hand from on top of his and loosely hold onto his forearm instead, hugging it like it made up for not being able to hug him right now. He pulls his fingers out for just a moment to caress your pussy, like a replacement for being able to rub your back in the embrace you were very much missing right now. You aren’t missing much for long though, as he slides his fingers back into your wetness and you squeeze your thighs together, trapping him there while he drives with one hand.

He bites his lip, glancing between you and the road with desperate eyes, like he was the one being edged and finally getting what he so badly needed. He’s skilled though, more than he’s often given credit for, so even as he keeps the car steady with one hand on the wheel, he fucks into your pussy with the other, fingers curling just right to leave you whining.

“Turn the radio off.”

You don’t expect the request, so it takes a minute for your brain to catch up.

“Please baby, I wanna hear it.”

It clicks then, so, with both of his hands busy, you reach forward to turn off the music playing, and both hear the sound that really moved Ino every single time. You’re soaked, squelching loudly around his fingers, and the way he sucks air in through his teeth from how much that sound does to him has you letting out a shameless moan, adding to both your feelings.

“I’m gonna fuck you so good when we get home baby, I promise.”

His words make you clench around his fingers, and his hand is tightening on the steering wheel. He’s always like this, and it always makes you just as desperate for him as he is for you, especially when his fingers are hooked inside of you, soaking his seats, tugging you back to that edge he’s pushed you towards several times before.

“Moan pretty for me? Please?” He has to hear it always, and you couldn’t dream of holding back for him so you do, loud and desperate.

It only makes his fingers move faster, palm slapping against your clit, elbow tapping at your heaving chest from the awkward angle his arm was at. You’re too far gone to hear the rest of his words as he asks you to cum for him, because you’re already there - stomach clenching, pussy pulsing, absolutely singing for him until you’re slouching back on the seat, rocking against his stilled fingers.

He pulls them out, turning into the parking lot of the restaurant with one hand, fingers still pressed to your entrance to feel you twitching for him one last time before his wet hand is back on the steering wheel so he can steer into a parking space.

You swallow hard, blinking as you take in that you’ve reached your destination. Ino takes off his seatbelt, leaning over to kiss you and look at your glowing face.

“I’ll get the towel, okay? Stay there.”

‘The Towel,’ regularly replaced in Ino’s trunk because this was far from the first time you’d made a little bit of a mess in his car and your boyfriend was nothing if not prepared for the whims the two of you often got caught up in. He tugs his shirt down over his erection as he gets out and grabs his towel from the trunk, handing it to you as he stands outside and stretches his legs, trying to make his dick soften yet again.

You glance at the time while you pat away the wetness on your thighs and then on his seat, before pulling your panties back up, and smile as you see you’re right on time.

#reminder minors and ageless blogs get blocked #repost cause i accidentally deleted it ;-;#my writing #jjk fanfic #jjk smut #ino #ino x reader #takuma ino x reader #self insert #reader insert

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sturniolowhore · 4 months

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blushing at my screen over your series of chris and venus.. how many more parts are there gonna be 🤭🤭

☁️ BROTHER'S BEST FRIEND #4

summary ⎯ venus has had her eyes on her brother's best friend chris for as long as she can remember but she is far too scared that's all she is to him, his best friend's little sister. what happens when she realises he sees her in a different light and how will she and chris keep it hidden from her brother who has always told his friends never to meddle about with his sister.

part one! ♯ part two! ♯ part three! part five! ♯

part six!

warnings ⎯ suggestive and sexual, eventual smut, chris x fem!oc, fluff, cursing, kind of angst (?)

A/N ⎯ finally working on something with parts to it so i'm excited!! as a reminder, leo and venus do not exist irl, i just chose any random names for the sake of the story.

A/N FOR CHAPTER ⎯ thank you so much first of all and i think they'll be two more part after this 😊 i'm sorry this is so short but lil moment at the end 😇

❛ ━━･❪ ִ ࣪𖤐 ❫ ･━━ ❜

chris 🤍

leo told me he's out for the day

saturn 🪐

yeah he is?

chris 🤍

sounds like the perfect time for me to come over again :)

saturn 🪐

that could happen

chris 🤍

saturn come on i know you want me just as much as i want you

saturn 🪐

it sounds like a really good idea

chris 🤍

that's what i thought

saturn 🪐

lilo misses you

chris 🤍

lilo misses me or you miss me?

saturn 🪐

maybe a bit of both?

chris 🤍

i'll be over in fifteen😇

saturn 🪐

already undressing

chris 🤍

venus.

saturn 🪐

relax i'm joking ... or am i

chris 🤍

you have to follow through with that now or it's just disrespectful

saturn 🪐

the doors unlocked

chris 🤍

good fucking girl

saturn 🪐

mhm 😊

things between chris and venus have been good, very good actually. it's been a little while since their confessions in the kitchen and they've managed to sneak around perfectly undetected and see one another as they desire. of course it's a little hard when they can't just reach out and touch one another for the sake of it when others are around but they know their reasoning so they tolerate it. plus, it makes the moments they actually spend together that much more special, that much more craved.

chris drives with a smile on his face, his hands clutching the wheel and images of venus flashing in his head. she's always been a resident in his mind but ever since he found out his feelings for her were reciprocated, it's as though she lives in his head permanently. he's not complaining though; he'd think about her forever if he could and he's not even exaggerating.

maybe it's the small mounts of traffic in contrast to usual or maybe it's just the fact that he really wants to see her, whatever it is, he swears he makes it to her house in no time. he parks the car in the driveway, carefree because leo isn't home, and then approaches the door. his smile grows when he twists the handle and, true to venus' words, the door is unlocked and welcoming him flawlessly with open arms.

he makes a beeline straight for her room and the sight before him when he steps inside quite literally makes his jaw drop. he's in complete and utter awe. he's fucking speechless. venus is sitting on her bed in a navy blue set that makes her brown skin stand out like never before and hugs her curves perfectly. she's looking at her phone and biting at her lip and chris wants to replace her teeth with his immediately.

she doesn't even notice him at first, too busy looking at her phone, until he speaks up, "holy fucking shit saturn."

her eyes shoot up as soon as the words leave his mouth and she gives him a sheepish grin, shutting her phone and tossing it aside, "you like it?"

"like it? i fucking love it; god you're so sexy," he mumbles, already getting turned on at the mere sight of her.

he wastes no time in joining her on her bed, his hand quick to wrap itself around her throat whilst his lips fight with hers. a groan falls from his lips as she slides her tongue into his mouth and he lets her do all the work for a brief moment before his tongue takes over, swirling inside her mouth and then swiping over her teeth. his teeth sink into her bottom lip and she whines at the contact, her hands gripping his t-shirt desperately.

"i missed you," he hums into her lips and she smiles so beautifully, he wants to repeat his words for an eternity.

"i missed you too," she responds and then throws her head back when his mouth attaches to her neck eagerly, sucking and grazing the skin not so gently.

"chris⎯ don't leave marks," she manages to breathe out and he knows they both deep down really want him to but they ultimately can't because how is she going to explain that to her brother?

he licks a stripe at her collarbone, "one day i'm gonna mark you up all over and you're going to say nothing about it."

"i can mark you up right now darling and no one would know except me," she tells him and he moves away from her throat, looking up into her eyes with the most lustful expression clouding his features.

"go on then, i'm not stopping you," his voice is low and she has no fucking choice but to oblige and so she instantly begins sucking at his skin, her hands holding his hair firmly and tugging at it making the prettiest whines slip out of him.

"need to be inside of you," he whispers and she connects their lips as he begins to remove his pants and boxers, the sight making her salivate instantly.

"take this off," she fiddles with his t-shirt but all he does is smirk in response.

"you do it ma," is all he needs to say for her to listen quickly, tugging the material over his head before reaching out her fingers and sliding paterns across his torso easily.

he takes the waistband of her thong in between his fingers, "as much as i love this, i'm gonna need it off so i can ruin you as much as i want."

it's off within seconds and he almost moans at how easily she complies, how evident her want is from her actions and the way she can't keep her hands off him for even a brief second.

his fingers move to her entrance and she moans but before he can dip them inside, she shakes her head, "please i just want you."

"don't want me to stretch you out a little?" he asks hesitantly but all she does is shake her head again in response.

he cannot complain in the slightest. he lines himself up at her entrance and stays there teasingly. she huffs out a frustrated breath before she decides to move herself and sinks down onto him. he moans at the sudden contact and his hands move to either side of her waist to steady her body.

"oh fuck, someone's a little desperate," he teases and she whines when he begins thrusting into her at a a slow rate.

"please chris," her words are said breathlessly as she moves against him.

he thrusts again but softly, "what is it ma? 'm gonna need you to use your words."

"please go faster," she whispers and he grins, increasing his pace and watching as her body jolts in delight and she throws her head back in pure ecstacy.

moans and whimpers fall out of her easily as he works his way inside of her, moaning himself at the tightness and the way the two of them slot together so perfectly. her hands stay in his hair as she bites at his earlobe, swirling her tongue across the skin and moaning directly into his ears.

his hands on the other end are quick to find her bra and he uses his fingers to remove it and throw it some place in the room. he attaches his mouth to her boobs and she sounds so beautiful with her noises, he can't help but make his pace merciless. he feels her walls clench around him and he knows she's close, just like he is. he slaps at her ass and she falls into his chest, breathing heavily and grinding onto him to her help her get closer to her release.

"you feel so fucking good around me," he whispers into her ears as he shifts, hitting that spot and causing her to release a string of curses at the feeling.

"chris 'm so close," she tells him and her needy voice alone could make him cum on the spot.

"c'mon ma, cum with me," and that she does, clinging onto him and panting as they cum together and meet in the middle.

her eyes flutter shut and she falls into his chest with him still inside of her. he strokes his hand through her hair and she hums contently at the gentle comfort.

"you okay?" he asks softly and she nods eagerly, lifting her head to kiss him gently and smiling against his lips.

he can't help but smile in return. he's just so happy he gets to have her after years of wanting to have her. to be frank, it's a surreal experience mangled with the best emotions he's ever felt in his life. he just enjoys existing with her and times like these make him consider how thankful he is that they actually were able to communicate and display what they wanted.

when they're all cleaned up and clothed, laying beside one another in bed with a movie playing from the television, he watches her discretely. her eyes are glued to the screen and there's a slight crinkle in between her eyebrows due to her concentration. there's something so effortless about the way she carries herself and he finds himself mesmerised whenever he so much as looks at her or even thinks of her.

"what are you looking at?" her voice interrupts him and he smiles sheepishly at being caught flat out staring.

still, when he answers though, he isn't embarrassed in the slightest, "you're so cute."

"shut up," she shakes her head at him but the words are contradicted when he sees the way her eyes light up and he notices how the distance between them decreases even more, if possible that is.

their embrace is thoroughly tight and he feels safe in it and he knows she does too. he doesn't want to escape it. he could die intertwined with her and die a happy man.

lilo walks into the room and settles in the small space between them, half of her on either of them as they continue to watch the screen. chris honestly admires venus the entire time and the question lingering on his mind gets closer and closer to being said aloud whenever she smiles.

"venus..." he says into the air and she turns to look at him with the most adoring look in her eyes, he swears he's never felt more seen.

"i like it when you call me venus," she swipes her fingers across his hand and how can chris possibly turn back on the thoughts in his mind when she says something like that so casually?

"wanna hear it more?" he ponders and she raises her brows in amusement, leaving him to continue with whatever he's saying.

"look i know it sucks that we have to keep this a secret but i really like you venus," he pauses and the pureness in her eyes makes him want to never stop talking, "i'd really like to be your boyfriend."

he thinks his breathing short circuits in the silence of the room until she beams at him, pulling him into one of her infamous kisses that makes him feel like he's above every other thing in the universe. he feels like he's on fire whenever they're together and instead of trying to put the fire out, he's jumping into it feet first because he knows venus is burning with him and that makes it all worth it. he's lighting up in flames and his insides are hot but he's glowing with affection and that's exactly what he desires so he doesn't quite mind.

"i'd really like to be your girlfriend too," her voice is so fucking sweet, he feels like he's watching the pour of honey before his very eyes.

"and with lee, we'll tell him soon okay?" he just knows exactly what to say because he's aware venus is worrying about his reaction.

the longer they leave it a secret, the madder he'll inevitably be. it's not as though leo doesn't want venus and chris to be happy, he just doesn't want to ever get between them. chris is his best friend and has been for as long as he can remember and venus is his sister, the person he'd die for without hesitation. the idea of something happening between them to the point it strains his own relationships with them scares him. that's why he tells his friends venus is off limits, because he can't handle having to watch the people he loves the most not love one another or end up hurting one another.

"it's going to be okay," he reiterates and she believes him without another word because it's him.

but then it's like her world flips upside down and the universe is mocking her when she hears footsteps outside of her room. her heart fucking plummets and the sound of a fist tapping at her door is enough to drive her to insanity.

"vee, can i come in? did chris leave his car here or something?" leo asks from the other side of the door.

shit. shit. holy fucking shit.

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drippingmoon · 2 months

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Another Get to Know Me

Tags courtesy of @sleepy-night-child and @splashinkling aaand thanks a lot you two, I loved seeing yours🤩❤

a band you don't like that many others do

Hmm. I'm not really keeping up with people's music tastes anymore (except for you guys). But in middle school, everyone was obsessed with Panic! At the Disco, while I just couldn't vibe with them, so I was mildly worried I'd get defenestrated for it. I didn't, though the chairs did (my class was unique in that they'd slingshot chair seats out of the window by thing them with curtain beads, and they'd kinda just peacefully swing in and out till recess was over)

least favorite animal and why

Nightfriend, I feel like you're making me commit sins (though not really since insects are animals, but it does not feel so??), soo, I raise you: earwigs. Like. My Good Sir. Was there any need for you to grow pincers on your arse to look like you're gonna pull my brain through my ears? No? So please.

hot fandom take

I don't really have any. My fandoms have always been veeery small, even limited to one person (me. Waving, hello!), I'll just hand everyone hot tea and chill🍵

do you wear any jewelry, if so, what's your favorite piece

Not a jewelry person. I did use to have a kitty brooch... but the thing with brooches is, they are perfect for self-poking especially when you're so naturally inclined, so I gave it up.

a movie others liked that you didn't

Ouch, I'm really so out of touch with movies, and these days I'm watching what's very much not popular with people (except for Interstellar. Interstellar is baby). Probably any of the Pride and Prejudice adaptations, I had to go through them for a course, and you couldn't pay me to sit down with them again.

three things you love about yourself

*sees the question and shakes it like a snow globe*

These things so do not come naturally to me. Probably because I'm the type never to think if I can do something and just act, so pride just feels like spur-of-the-moment joy. Though, I'm really starting to think that's just what pride is.

Perfect, actually! So, that I just do stuff, probably my ability to entertain myself, and that I refuse to let life feel like a race. I'm here for the journey.

a place you hope to visit in the future and why

Iceland! Iceland! At night! When I can finally see all the stars, and very importantly, it'll be that delicious shade of freezing, and SNOW! I miss biiig snows so much!! And I want to share it all with my best friend🥰💜💙🥂

an actor that gets on your nerves and why

Am I supposed to know names?

things you're excited about in the near future

Ooooh, you find out like this I'm a bit of fraud come next week. I have goals to put an ungodly amount of chilli in the puff pastries I'll make next week, mostly because I wanna see for myself how painful it can get😈 and, oh, a lot of very awkward and very hilarious dancing, but with how silly it is, it energizes me like nothing else. (And it's still leaps and bounds classier than the 1967 Far From the Madding Crowd adaptation of Troy's... fencing mating rituals. Why was I made to watch that with mine eyes🤣🤣)

least favorite ship in a fandom you're in

I'm in a fandom? Since when? Jokes aside, probably Tomoyo and Kurogane from CLAMP's Tsubasa Reservoir, because HELL NO. Tomoyo crushes hard on Sakura, and you just can't separate Kurogane from Fai. You can't. It'd cost him an arm and maybe a leg also this time.

what's the most toxic fandom you've been in

Oh no, I just make some tea and detox whenever it's the case. I am not a social person, so it helps

list three things you find beautiful about life

Hnnngh, getting to talk to someone in the wee hours of the night when it feels really special, the wind and how it'll numb my fingers but rekindle everything else in me, and how you can grow to love so many things you wouldn't even have thought about before. I love being surprised by time.

any dreams for the future

My personality is such that, from time to time, I just won't dare make a sound from fear they'll just slip through my fingers. I am taught to wait and see.

But this is the rest of the time, SO

I WANT TO KEEP WRITING FOR THE REST OF MY DAYS, AND NEVER FORGET THE THRILL AND JOY OF WATCHING MY STORIES DEVELOP BEYOND MY WILDEST IMAGINATION, OO-RAH!😍👏👏🤺

how are you feeling today

A bit like someone's stomped on my face (sleep; my fault, this time, but the lack of required hours keep me hostage), but also? Energized. Ready to go. And I absolutely never rest😈

These were really pleasant, so if anyone wants to hop on and grab some tea🍵, I'm keeping this tag open for you! I love talking😊

#tag games

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jaehunnyy · 1 year

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Memento mori

Synopsis: A painful memory in which Seonghwa remembers the origin of his pink hair.

Genre: soulmate!au, severe angst

Word count: 1k

Pairing: soulmate!Seonghwa x gn!reader (feat. Yuta and Irene)

Warnings: main character death, lots of crying, mentions of a funeral, time skip, possible grammar mistakes, please lemme know if i missed anything

In a world where soulmates were a thing, Park Seonghwa didn't expect he would meet his like that.

Truth be told, he was kinda annoyed by how fast his soon-to-be partner changed hair colors—and the fact that their soulmate mark consisted in having a part of your hair in the color the other dyed theirs didn't help much. So this pushed him to make an appointment to the nearest hair salon in his neighborhood and dye his hair to make it even, again.

He got inside the building, barely noticing the other customer who sat on the chair next to the one he would occupy for the next few hours. It looked like they were also going for a big change, but Seonghwa was too excited to pay more attention to this, already explaining what he wanted to the hairstylist, who also happened to be one of his friends. He was lazily reading a magazine, while Yuta has already started bleaching his hair. The only thing that could be heard was the soft chatter of the two boys, and the occasional sounds of the utensils his friend was using; Seonghwa felt relaxed for the first time in a while.

"I can see they are still giving you trouble with the colors, but at least you pull them off." the eldest laughed, making Seonghwa roll his eyes.

"Just do your job, or I won't give you money."

Yuta pretended to be offended, he loved teasing the younger boy.

"I am literally trying, but the pink strand in your hair makes it a bit hard for me, you know?"

Seonghwa frowned as he heard the word pink. His hair was black when he arrived there, with no sign of strange, unmatchy colors.

"You have to be joking with me. There was nothing wrong with my hair."

"Then maybe you should lift your head and look in the mirror yourself."

The boy let out a silent sigh, before looking in the mirror and seeing it with his own eyes. One of the hair strands that was covering his forehead was indeed pink. Suddenly, a similar struggle caught their attention.

"I swear I applied the pink dye everywhere, Y/N. You've seen it too, and you can see well that it turned blonde now." Irene, the other hairstylist whined.

The males turned in the direction of the voices, only to realize that the person standing next to Seonghwa had the same problem. Yuta took Irene aside, smiling to her as he whispered a simple "I think we're facing a pair of soulmates here." making the girl giggle as well. Seonghwa dared to finally glance at the stranger next to him, noticing the little flaw in their hair. His lips curled into a little smile, not knowing exactly where to start from.

"Excuse me, what was your hair color before the pink?" he asked, voice a bit trembling from the emotions.

"Black." they admitted, scanning the boy in front of them.

It all made sense now. A weird way to meet his soulmate, but definitely a special one.

"I think, actually, I am pretty sure that we are soulmates," he smiled cutely, before he stuck his hand out to the beautiful person in front of him.

"I'm Seonghwa," he smiled.

They shook his hand, giving him a shy smile.

"I'm Y/N, and I would love to know more about you."

Even though things were a bit awkward at first, they agreed to start out as friends and get to know each other better, until they felt comfortable enough to make it official. Finally, the day they would meet as official lovers came, even though it felt like a lifetime for Seonghwa—though not in the circumstances he wanted it to be. He would have never expected to be at his lover's funeral that day, trying hard to stay strong for their mother, in order to comfort her.

"You're such an angel, Hwa. They would have loved to have you by their side." their mom stated between sobs, her arms tightening around Seonghwa's neck while her forehead rested on his shoulder.

This was the last straw for the boy. He started crying his eyes out, his pearly tears landing on his dark suit.

"I wish I had met them earlier…" he whispered, petting the elder woman's hair to calm her down.

"I hope you will have a happy ending in another life, honey." she gave him a sad smile before kissing his forehead, preparing to leave and give him a moment alone.

"I hope your mother is right, Y/N." he forced a smile, then wiped his tears and set the big bouquet of roses on the grave.

Deep down, he knew that this was a scar he could never cover, no matter how hard he tried. No stitches could ever repair his broken heart, but he had to be strong and live a nice life for both. He touched the pink strand of hair he never got rid of, feeling the tears forming in the corner of his eyes again.

A few weeks passed. He faced the mirror, looking at the unrecognizable person reflected by it. He really needed to get something done, so he decided to call Yuta, politely asking him to come over since he couldn't find the strength to return back to the place where it all started. He decided that a part of him will always belong to his soulmate, the lover he didn't get to cherish. That's when Seonghwa dyed his whole hair pink—a color of healing, but also one that will always remind him of the someone loving him, as much as he planned on doing while they were by his side.

#ateez fanfic #ateez seonghwa #ateez angst #seonghwa angst #ateez x you #ateez x reader #seonghwa x reader #seonghwa x you #park seonghwa x reader #kpop angst #kpop imagines #ateez imagines #park seonghwa #seonghwa oneshot #seonghwa x y/n #ateez x y/n #angst #seonghwa imagines

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themuse-if · 2 months

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A polycule with all the Rebel Rejects?! Say no more I may feint from joy! jokes aside that would be cool, BUT as I've come to learn writing and coding PolyRoms can be insane and taxing so while yeah cool and desired I can enjoy this game 100% without it. Since I'm here I'd love to get the RO's reacts from being gifted a self made teddy plush (or whatever their fav animal is) from the MC.

Anyways I hope you're doing well, sending good vibes and well wishes your way.

Hey! Yeah I'm sure it'll be quite the task, but I think it'll be a really fun path to write even if it is pretty challenging. Everyone is so excited about it which just makes me want to write it that much more! Ok moving on to this super cute scenario! Let's say that they are already official and this is the first gift MC is giving them while dating. And they're just hanging out in MC's dorm room.

Roxanne/Robbie: *MC hands Ro a handmade wolf plushie* Aren't you just as sweet as can be. *grabs MC's chin and places a soft kiss on MC's lips* Thank you. *looks deep into MC's eyes* This is one of the sweetest things anyone has done for me.

Joleen/Johnny: *MC hands Jo a handmade dog plushie* Oh! Oh wow it's so cute. You're... just...how're you so great? *gives MC a sweet kiss on the cheek*

Delphine/Desmond: *MC hands De a handmade turtle plushie* This is so adorable, just like you. Now I need to give you something. Are you hungry? *MC says yeah and tells De what they're craving* Ok let's go to the store I'm making you dinner. *grabs MC's hand as they head out*

Rina/Ren: *MC hands R a handmade tarantula plushie* Thanks. It's really...*cracks a smile* creepy cute. *MC asks if they like it* What do you mean? *tackles MC, and looks down at them* Of course I like it. Plus you made it with your own hands, which just makes it that much more special. *gets shy and scrambles off of MC*

Everly/Everett: *MC hands Eve a handmade dog plushie* A token of your affection, handmade just for me. *wipes a faux tear* I am in awe and truly touched. *MC cracks up laughing* I really do love it though. I'm going to take it everywhere and make sure everyone knows that it was made just for me by MC. *gives MC a lingering kiss*

Karla: *MC hands Karla a handmade cat plushie* Thanks babe. *cheesy grin* It's so cute, you're so cute. How did I get so lucky? *sighs, and traces thumb over MC's lips* You're just...never-mind I don't want to get to sappy.

Faye: *MC hands Faye a handmade chinchilla plushie* OH MY GOD! This is so freaking cute! You made this? Oh my God. *gets teary eyed* Thank you...so much. Sorry I don't want to make this weird, it's just rare that people do things for me... *Hugs MC super tightly, pulls back and tries to laugh of the serious moment* You're too sweet. *boops MC on the nose*

Sebastien: *MC hands Seb a handmade lion plushie* Mon cœur ne supporte pas autant de soleil. You continue to amaze me. *pulls MC in for a sweet, but firm kiss* Let's go out you, me and notre petit lion. Suddenly I'm in the mood for something sweet, my treat of course. (roughly translates to my heart can't handle that much sunshine and our little lion)

Maxine: *MC hands Max a handmade hedgehog plushie* I love it! The perfect addition to my little collection. How many have you made me now? One for every birthday since you learned how...so this is 4. I will continue the theme of naming them after famous actors. There's Helena Hedgeman Harter, Halle Hedgeberry, Hugh Hedgeman, and this one will be Heath Hedger. *MC and Max erupt into a fit of laughter*

Silas: *MC hands Silas a handmade dog plushie* Thank you MC. *pats MC on the head* This is very sweet, I'll put it somewhere safe. *MC asks Silas what he means* What do I mean? I mean I really love it, I just can't let anyone see it, not yet. I don't want anyone asking questions, ending up with us getting caught. I really like you, we just have to stay under the radar until you're no longer my advisee. *pulls MC close and give them a soft kiss, and sighs* Thank you for being so understanding.

#interactive fiction #interactive if #twine if #twine interactive fiction #themuse if #if: themuse #extras

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ironwhoore · 2 years

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hiya! I don’t know if you’re still up for writing? but if you are I have this one request with eddie x reader

in which they’re best friends (in love with each other) and reader and him are polar opposites? And that’s exactly why he likes her but one day a new student shows up and is an exact copy of eddie (metalhead and all) and they start spending more time together than eddie and reader? and well things are a bit angsty but it all ends with fluff?

yes this is really cute and im always up for writing eddie fluff 😩

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summary: you've had feelings for your best friend for a bit but when he starts hanging out with another girl and drifting away from you, you don't know if he even wants to hang out with you anymore. (also i added chrissy, eddie, and reader as a friend trio because we were robbed of the eddie and chrissy dynamic)

warnings: jealousy??? (idk if that needs a warning but there you go)

pairings: eddie munson x jealous!reader

"but eddieeeeeeeeeeee!" you whine, you've been trying to coerce him into letting you try some of the 'special k' that your guys' best friend chrissy said made her chill out quite a bit,

"no! you get high as fuck after like 2 hits of a joint! this shit will make you feel like you're in a different plane of existence!"

"you gave some to chris!"

"she told you about that? ugghh she can't be going around telling people that i sell ketamine!" he groans,

"eddie all three of us are best friends she's gonna tell me you gave her ketamine. oh and here's a golden idea, maybe you shouldn't be selling ketamine?" you say with an obvious tone,

"i have to make money somehow!"

"eddieee pleaaaseeeeeeeee?" you look at him with puppy dog eyes, "i'll pay double for it even!"

"i am not giving you ketamine."

"chrissy said it helped her a lot and that she wants some more!"

"if chrissy finished that bag already she needs a lot of help," eddie jokes, "look, we have movie night tomorrow right? ask if she'll bring what she has left and we will all have some. because i am not dealing with you high as fuck alone."

"ugh whatever edward." you pout,

"pouting doesn't work with me, sweetheart. you can have some tomorrow."

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you rode to school with chrissy ranting about how excited you were for movie night, she couldn't believe eddie was actually letting you have some ketamine, but she wanted to see what your reaction would be.

when you two pulled into the school parking lot you jumped out of the car excited to bug eddie, so you grab chrissy by the arm and drag her into the cafeteria where he usually sat with hellfire before classes started. eddie was there with hellfire, but there was a girl who sat to his left, laughing. in the spot you usually sat in. you look over at chrissy, "who's that?" jealousy blooming through your veins, you shouldn't be jealous because you and eddie were just friends. but you've had feelings for him ever since last year, and this girl was a complete match for him. black sabbath t-shirt and tattoos.

"uhh i dont know, maybe she's new."

you both walk over to the table "hey eds!" you sit in the chair on his right.

"hey y/n! this is adelaide!" eddie introduces you to the girl and she puts her hand out which you reluctantly shake,

"hey adelaide." you grit out, and you notice the venom in your words was noticeable as the girl and everyone else's faces drop.

"you alright?" chrissy asks,

you turn to her and form a tight lipped smile, "mhm," you hum, "i'm good. golden!" your jaw clenches in jealously, this goes unnoticed by you but chrissy notices and grabs your arm muttering a quick ‘excuse us for a second’ pulling you aside,

“what’s up?” she asks,

“what?”

“you look like you’re going to jump across eddie and murder adelaide, what’s wrong?”

“nothing.” you grit out,

chrissy quirks and eyebrow at you, you’re a bad liar.

“i’m just jealous.” you mumble,

“y/n, eddie just met adelaide you don’t need to worry about her, i guarantee she’s nothing to worry about.” she tries to soothe, which makes you feel a little bit better. eddie just met this girl so there was really no reason to be so jealous.

“yeah okay.”

you went back to the table and conversation flew by and it was time to get to first period, which went with you eyeing eddie down the whole time. which led to the predicament you got yourself into in 4th period, he grabbed your arm and dragged you to the janitors closet,

“what the hell is your problem y/n?”

“excuse me?” you say taken aback, what was your problem? “eddie you were practically making heart eyes towards that new adelaide chick at breakfast today!”

his mouth adopts a bit of a smirk, “okay? why do you care?”

“don’t fucking smirk at me like that!” god he was so hot annoying, “i don’t care eddie,” lie. i really don’t i just-it’s just you can’t-“ you start stammering trying to find a valid reason to be so upset with him,

“if you can’t find the reason you’re pissed at me and tell me by the end of today i’m not coming to movie night.” he says sternly, well that was one way for you to find the courage to tell him what was wrong. he storms out of the closet leaving you alone.

the next time you see him was in the hallways with adelaide at his hip. then you see him at lunch and he was sitting with adelaide again. she was in your spot. her hands are all over him, she literally just fucking met him. that’s the part that pissed you off the most, she just met him and she’s all handsy.

you walk up to the table and clear your throat, “hey eddie sorry to bother you right now since you’re uh-“ you look over to adelaide who’s rubbing her hands down his chest, “can i talk to you?” you grit out, “alone?”

“i’m bus-“ he’s trying to get a reaction out of you, that son of a bitch.

“now.” you say without thinking, “it’s important.”

“mhmmm yeah one second-“ you glare at him to which he rolls his eyes and stands from his seat and follows you into the janitors closet you two were in earlier,

“what’s up?” he asks,

“edward munson i sweartogod why are you letting her all over you?”

“why do you care y/n? you can’t get mad at me for simply hanging out with her.” he’s teasing you now. just trying to piss you off at this point, you know it.

“y’know what eddie? i was gonna tell you what my ‘problem’ was but if you’re gonna be a dick i’m not saying anything don’t even fucking bother coming tonight.”

to this his face grows serious, he thought you were a bit jealous but you seem pissed,

“hey i was just joking what’s up y/n?”

“i just- ohmygod eddie i-“ you didn’t think he would actually stay in here he’s usually stubborn as hell, “eddie i don’t know why but i don’t like seeing her all over you like that, it-it drives me fucking crazy.”

he’s smirking fully now and you wanna slap that smug look off his face but you keep talking,

“i think it’s because i wanted it to be me.” you say the last part quietly,

“because what?”

“it’s because i want it to be me!” you say loudly looking down at your feet, “i want to be right next to you in the hallways and i want to have more things in common with you, i mean she’s literally just like you eds!“ his face softens at the nickname, “and-and we barely have anything in common! so you’re probably bored of me and-“

“bored of you?” he says,

“yeah.” you look up at him,

“why would i get bored of you? you’re amazing and sweet and you’re gorgeous. yeah we don’t have much in common but that doesn’t mean i’d just up and leave because i met someone who likes the same shit as me.”

“you think i’m pretty?” you tease,

he grabs your chin and his face gets close to yours, “the prettiest.”

#eddie munson is hot #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #ironwhoore #stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie munson x female reader

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xxenia14 · 11 months

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Friendship Blossoms

Summary: y/n and Alejandro have been friends forever. Will they realize their feelings for each other early enough or will it be too late?

Story written by AI/ChatGPT because I am the most uncreative person this planet ever witnessed 🤣 don‘t like ChatGPT written stories, don‘t read it. Hate messages and name calling is unnecessary!

Y/N and Alejandro had been best friends for as long as they could remember. They had grown up together, sharing countless adventures and creating lasting memories. Their bond was unbreakable, and they understood each other in ways that no one else could.

One evening, Y/N and Alejandro found themselves out for dinner with their friends Ansu, Ferran, and Eric. They had decided to try a new restaurant in town, excited for a night of good food and even better company. As they settled into their seats, the group engaged in lively conversation and laughter.

Y/N couldn't help but notice the tomatoes on her plate. She had always despised them, their taste and texture never appealing to her palate. Alejandro, being the observant friend that he was, noticed her hesitation and the way she discreetly pushed the tomatoes aside.

Without a word, Alejandro reached over and plucked the tomatoes from Y/N's plate, causing her to raise an eyebrow in surprise. He grinned mischievously before popping them into his mouth and chewing with exaggerated satisfaction. Y/N burst into laughter, shaking her head in disbelief.

Their friends Ansu, Ferran, and Eric, who had been engrossed in their own conversation, suddenly grew quiet. They exchanged knowing glances, recognizing the subtle chemistry between Y/N and Alejandro. It was in the way they mirrored each other's movements, unknowingly imitating each other. Alejandro scratched the back of his neck while speaking to Y/N, and she absentmindedly fiddled with her thumbs while talking to him.

As the evening progressed, Y/N and Alejandro continued to share secret smiles and inside jokes. They seamlessly finished each other's sentences, their connection evident to anyone paying close attention. Ansu, Ferran, and Eric observed all of this, their smiles growing wider as they witnessed the unspoken bond between their two friends.

Yet, the group chose to keep their observations to themselves. They understood that Y/N and Alejandro's relationship was special, and perhaps something more than just friendship was blossoming between them. However, they also respected their friends' journey and the timing of when they chose to acknowledge their feelings.

The night carried on, filled with laughter and camaraderie. Y/N and Alejandro enjoyed every moment together, cherishing the friendship that had grown into something deeper. While their friends might have noticed the romantic attraction blooming, they wisely chose not to say anything, content with allowing Y/N and Alejandro to navigate their own path.

And so, as the evening drew to a close, Y/N and Alejandro said their goodbyes to Ansu, Ferran, and Eric, with promises to meet again soon. They walked side by side, their steps in sync, the unspoken understanding between them shining bright.

Little did they know that their friends had their backs, silently cheering for them, and excited to see where their blossoming friendship would lead. Y/N and Alejandro's journey was just beginning, filled with countless more moments, adventures, and a love that was meant to last.

Despite their friends' subtle hints and the undeniable chemistry between them, Y/N and Alejandro remained oblivious to their deepening feelings for each other. Their friendship continued to flourish, filled with shared adventures and unwavering support. Little did they know that their friends, especially Ferran, had grown tired of their obliviousness.

One evening, Alejandro decided to host a get-together at his house, inviting their close circle of friends. The atmosphere was vibrant, with laughter echoing through the rooms as everyone enjoyed each other's company. Ferran, unable to hold back his frustration any longer, took Alejandro aside to have a heart-to-heart conversation.

As they stood on the balcony, Ferran mustered the courage to address the elephant in the room. "Alejandro, I can't help but notice the undeniable connection between you and Y/N," he began, his voice laced with sincerity. "Are you sure there's nothing going on between the two of you?"

Alejandro's brows furrowed as he denied Ferran's assumptions. "We're just friends, Ferran. I've told you that multiple times," he replied, sounding slightly exasperated. He couldn't understand why Ferran kept bringing it up.

Ferran, determined to open Alejandro's eyes, took a deep breath. "Well, if there's truly nothing going on between the two of you, then you won't mind if I ask her out on a date, do you?" he challenged, hoping to shake Alejandro out of his denial.

Taken aback by Ferran's proposition, Alejandro felt a twinge of unease in his heart. He couldn't imagine Y/N going on a date with someone else.

Meanwhile, Y/N had stepped out onto the balcony to get some fresh air, unknowingly approaching the pivotal conversation. Ferran turned to her, a gentle smile on his face. "Y/N, would you like to go out on a date with me?" he asked, hoping she would agree.

Caught off guard by Ferran's request, Y/N's mind raced. She knew she didn't have romantic feelings for him, but she also didn’t want to hurt his feelings. Curiosity tinged within her, and she made a decision.

"I'd be happy to go on a date with you, Ferran," she replied, her voice filled with sincerity.

Ferran's smile widened, he knew that this date would serve as an eye-opener for both Alejandro and Y/N, regardless of the outcome. The two of them didn’t even realize when Alejandro had fled inside halfway through their conversation.

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Y/N and Ferran spent the day together, walking around the city, sharing laughter, and building memories.

As the day drew to a close, Ferran found a moment of vulnerability and honesty with Y/N. "I need to tell you something," he confessed, his gaze filled with genuine care. "I don't have any romantic feelings for you, Y/N. I asked you out to make Alejandro see what he's been blind to all this time. I hope this opens his eyes and helps him realize his own feelings for you."

Y/N's heart swelled with gratitude for Ferran's selflessness. She hugged him tightly, thanking him for being such an incredible friend. Deep down, she knew that her feelings for Alejandro ran deeper than friendship, and Ferran's gesture had given her the clarity she needed.

As Y/N and Ferran shared the heartfelt hug, a passing fan recognized them and quickly snapped a photo without their knowledge. Oblivious to the consequences, they continued their conversation, unaware of the digital evidence.

Later that evening, Alejandro happened to come across the photo while browsing through social media. His heart skipped a beat as he saw Y/N and Ferran wrapped in a tight embrace. A pang of jealousy coursed through him, prompting a flurry of emotions he couldn't ignore.

Realization dawned upon Alejandro. The sight of Y/N and Ferran together awakened something within him, stirring up the truth that he had been denying for far too long. He needed to act, to find Y/N and confront his own feelings before it was too late.

In a whirlwind of emotions, Alejandro jumped into his car and sped toward Y/N's house, determined to pour his heart out to her. His mind raced with a million thoughts, wondering if he had already lost his chance or if there was still hope.

Arriving at her house, Alejandro anxiously stepped out of his car and walked up to her front door. With every passing second, his heart pounded louder, echoing in his ears. However, as he waited, his gaze fell upon the approaching headlights of a car. It was Ferran, dropping Y/N off after their day together.

Alejandro's heart sank, realizing that he might have missed his opportunity. He decided to remain at the front door, hoping to speak with Y/N, even if it meant facing the possibility of rejection.

Y/N, still immersed in the joy of spending time with Ferran, stepped out of the car, her smile fading as she noticed Alejandro standing by her front door. Confusion flickered across her face, mingling with a hint of anticipation.

Ferran, sensing the weight of the situation, stepped back, giving Y/N and Alejandro the space they needed. "I'll leave you two to talk," he said gently, offering Y/N a reassuring smile before departing.

As Y/N approached Alejandro, her eyes filled with concern. "Alejandro, what are you doing here?" she asked, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and curiosity.

He took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts before speaking. "Y/N, seeing that photo today made me realize something. I've been blind to my own feelings for you, but jealousy and the fear of losing you forced me to confront the truth." His voice trembled with vulnerability as he continued, "I love you, Y/N. I've loved you for a long time."

Y/N's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest as she took in Alejandro's words. The whirlwind of emotions she had experienced throughout the day suddenly came to a halt, and clarity washed over her.

"You... you love me?" she whispered, her voice filled with a mixture of disbelief and joy.

Alejandro nodded, his gaze unwavering. "Yes, I do. I can't imagine my life without you, Y/N. Please, tell me if there's still a chance for us."

A wave of relief washed over Y/N as she smiled, tears glistening in her eyes. "Alejandro, I've loved you for as long as I can remember. I've been waiting for you to realize it. There's not only a chance, but my heart has always belonged to you."

In that moment, everything fell into place. Alejandro and Y/N embraced, their hearts finally aligned. The photo that had inadvertently brought their feelings to the surface had led them to this defining moment of love and clarity.

As they stood together on Y/N's doorstep, a newfound understanding and an unbreakable bond enveloped them. The journey that began with friendship had transformed into a love story that would continue to unfold, capturing the hearts of all those around them.

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Y/N and Alejandro's newfound love bloomed, filling their lives with joy, affection, and a beautiful connection that seemed to light up every room they entered. Their friends, couldn't help but notice the change in their dynamic and the overwhelming happiness radiating from the couple.

Ferran, being the playful and mischievous friend that he was, couldn't resist teasing Y/N and Alejandro about their lovey-dovey behavior. He would often grin and say, "You know, you two owe your relationship to me. If it weren't for that photo, who knows how long it would've taken you to confess your love!"

Y/N and Alejandro would exchange playful glances, unable to deny the truth in Ferran's words. They appreciated his role in nudging them towards their own realization of love, and they openly expressed their gratitude.

"Of course, Ferran," Y/N would say, laughter dancing in her voice. "You're the unofficial matchmaker who brought us together. You've earned the title of best man at our wedding, without a doubt!"

Alejandro would playfully add, "And don't forget, you'll be the godfather to our first child. You've become an integral part of our love story!"

The three friends would share hearty laughs and playful banter, cherishing the bond they had forged through years of friendship. Ferran's teasing became a constant reminder of the journey that had brought Y/N and Alejandro together, and they cherished every moment.

As time went on, Y/N and Alejandro's love only deepened. Their relationship grew stronger, and they embarked on new adventures together, supporting each other through thick and thin. Ferran stood by their side, witnessing the beauty of their love story unfold.

When the day of their wedding finally arrived, Ferran stood proudly by Alejandro's side as his best man. He wore a heartfelt smile, knowing that he had played a small part in their journey to this momentous occasion. The ceremony was filled with love, laughter, and overwhelming joy, as Y/N and Alejandro exchanged their vows, promising to love and cherish each other for a lifetime.

True to their word, Ferran became the doting godfather to their first child, supporting Y/N and Alejandro as they embraced the joys and challenges of parenthood. Together, the three friends formed an unbreakable bond, rooted in years of shared memories and an unspoken understanding of the love that had brought them together.

As Y/N, Alejandro, and Ferran continued to navigate their intertwined lives, their friendship remained a constant source of strength and support.

#alejandro balde x reader #alejandro balde x y/n #alejandro balde #balde #ferran torres #fc barca #fc barcelona #barca #footie #football imagine #football x reader #football x y/n #football x you

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ingeniousmindoftune · 1 year

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COZY NIGHTS.

DESCRIPTION: In which you and your husband, Roman are enjoying a day in. It’s been long overdue.

Warning(s): contains some smut, must be the age of 18 to interact. Read at your own risk.

Smut, Fluff. 1K words.

Must be 18+ to read.

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Being a two-time Oscar nominated and winning actress came with its perks and its benefits but it also came with its own special grievances. You barely had privacy or alone time, and whenever you did have alone time- something or someone would disturb it. Whether it was the paparazzi cruising and parking outside your window or it was the blogs spinning some fake news about you and your estranged husband, Leati Joseph Anoa’ï. But the world knew him as Roman Reigns, one of the best WWE wrestlers out right now. Men loved him and also envied him. Women loved, lusted after and wanted him and only watched wrestling because of him and his deliciously beautiful hood looks, and body.

To think you had that. You had it all and could get it back with just one phone call.

You and Leati separated because you both rarely had time for each other and when you did, it was constant fighting over lies the blogs or so called “friends” had spilled. But, you both still undeniably loved each other and craved each other's body, touch from time to time. Today was your first night to yourself after months of filming your upcoming film. You were in Montana, filming a movie by Tune Productions (@/ingeniousmindoftune) about a girl who fell in love with a guy with a southern drawl and lifestyle. It was a book. Now a movie. You were excited because it was one of your favorite books and now you were the star of the film. There was a lot of controversy but you didn’t care.

You were fresh out your shower.

Dressed in something comfy, one of your favorite brands of loungewear. Comfy cotton, two piece with the robe to match. Letting your freshly done curls fall into place, you used your wide-toothed comb to brush your hair into place and let it fall past your shoulders. Slipping your feet into your slides. You hit the light and walked out the adjoined bathroom to your bedding area of your cabin, you made your way over to the kitchen area in your cabin and warmed you some hot water on the stove in the kettle.

“Let’s see, what am I in the mood for?”

Flipping through the television to find a good film, you landed on “How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days.” One of your few films you liked to watch on the occasional, you hit pause whilst you went and made your hot cup of chamomile tea. Dipping the tea bag up and down in the hot water that filled your coffee mug; you made your way to the living area. You was deep into the film when there was knocking. You groaned. You told every one you didn’t want to be bothered, this way your day of peace and zen, but of course— Your husband didn’t receive the same message.

“Roman?”

Roman stood at your door drenched, you hadn’t realized it was still storming outside until you saw him and opened the door. “Come in, you’re soaked.” You stepped aside letting him in, he dropped his black luggage by the door and shivered. “Roman, what’re you doing all the way out here?” You laugh softly helping him take off his slightly drenched jacket and hang it on the coat rack next to the door. “I heard you were filming out here and wanted to surprise you.” He smiled.

“Well it worked, you surprised me..” you chuckle.

He blew in his hands and rubbed them together sitting on the couch next to you as you wrapped a warm heated blanket around him. “You should be warming up pretty soon, why are you here? You didn’t just come all the way out here to surprise me, so what is it?” Roman looked over at you. “Truth is, I’ve been doing some thinking.”

“Oh lord, that doesn’t sound too promising.” You joke.

He laughed. “Hush. Be real for a minute.” He threw off the blanket, you frowned. “What’re you doing boy? Put that back on.” You went to put that jacket back on him when he stopped you. He pulled you onto his lap, looking up at you. You looked down at him feeling his hard-on against your beating pussy. You placed your arms around his neck. “What do you think you’re doing, Leati?”

“I’m trying to have a conversation with my wife.”

You nod your head slowly. “What type of conversation?” You smirked, knowing right now he probably wanted to get you in bed and you were not turning him down. Yours and his marriage was great, aside from the arguing and lies- You had the perfect marriage and perfect sex life. “An intimate one.” He verbalized.

“Does this intimate conversation have anything to do with the fact that you are hard right now?”

Roman laughs softly. “You know you always had this effect on me, Y/n.” He ran his hand up your back. “You always make me lose my footing. My wording. I want you so bad right now.” You leaned down, pressing your lips against his. He kissed you. Giving your ass a nice squeeze in his hands, he didn’t break the kiss. “Mm,” you moan against the kiss pushing him back. Taking off his shirt, leaving his fresh new tattoos on full display. It made him even more attractive. “Okay, Tribal Chef. Why don’t you show me what we both have been missing?”

“Gladly.”

Although the two of you have been split for the last three years, you both could not find it in your hearts to file for divorce. He loved you and you loved him, he stood up still holding onto you. “Bedroom?” He mouthed against your lips. Not breaking the kiss, you pointed to the bedroom. Continuing to lock lips with yours, he held onto you as he stepped up the two stairs that led to the platform and hallway to the bedroom, once he reached the bedroom, he opened the door as he held you up with one arm, pushing the door open with his foot. He placed you down. You bit down on your lip. “You sure we should be doing this? Once we do, there is no going back.”

“I don’t want to go back. I want to move forward, Y/n. I wanna work on us baby.”

You smiled holding his muscles in the palm of your hands, he leaned down planting another kiss on your lips. “I love you,” he whispered between each peck, lifting you up. “I love you more.” He tossed you onto the bed, “That’s not possible.” He smirked, you shook your head taking off the top of your piece set. Roman leans in, moving your hair to the side, kissing on your neck. You moaned, tilting your head to the side slightly. His kissed went from your neck down to your nipple, he flicks his tongue over it, giving your nipple some making love action. You moaned, holding the back of his neck since it was exposed and his hair was in a man bun, your instant turn-on. He brought his hands down to your shorts, spreading your legs apart, he rubbed you through them causing your leakage to leak through.

“L-Leati!” You moan out in pleasure as you were now stripped into nothing

His hands was rubbing up and down your folds, his tongue still making love to your right boob. Your head was thrown back. “Mm, this feels so good.” You moan in pure bliss. His fingers slipped into your vagina, pumping in and out your walls sending your moans into overdrive. “P-please.. d-don’t stop.” You moan out louder. He switched from your right nipple to your left. He was taking his time, showing you just how much he missed you. Craved you. Needed you.

“Ah!” You scream out as your back arched off the bed.

His finger pumping in and out of your vagina like it was one of your sex toys. But better. His tongue swirled around your clit causing pure pain and pleasure, the feeling was the most sensual and intense emotion you’d ever felt, you could agree this was the best sex the two of you’d ever experienced. You tightened your grip around the snow while sheets, that were now stained with your cum.

“Roman!!!” You screamed.

Roman looked up at you, panting like a dog. His beard drenched in your cream and liquids. Your body shook. You didn’t know how much more you could take. “R-Roman! I-I-ahhhh fuck!” You screamed as you squirted all over the sheets and him. He smirked leaning back. “Mmm, damn baby.” You laugh softly covering your face as you blushed. He stood up removing your face from your hands. “Mm, no let daddy see your face.”

“Mm, yes daddy.”

He smirked, dropping his boxers. “Baby, I’m so weak.” You pouted. “Just where I want you.” He grabbed your hands in his, he stood in position before slipping his long, hardened dick into your soaked pussy. “Baby!” You whimpered as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. He smirked, thrusting in and out of you like you were one of his pocket-pussies. “Shit. You feel so good. Forgot how good you felt!” He groaned. “Fuck.” He moaned, throwing his head back.

“Yes, yes!”

You loved the sound of his moans. And knowing you were the one giving him this pleasure made you even more happy. He moaned and groaned as he speeded up his pace and thrust, the both of your eyes rolling around in your head from the crazy amount of pleasure you both were feeling. “God damn!” He swore.

“Daddy, don’t stop!” You whimpered. “P-please!”

Roman pulled out then slammed right back in causing you to yelp. “Fuck, Y/N.” He groaned at how good your walls felt against his dick. The warmth, the love. He could feel how much she missed him. And he was enjoying every minute of it; then bam, it happened. He couldn’t pull out in time, you was just feeling sooo good, he didn’t want to pull out. “Shit,” he curses, pulling out letting the rest of his juices squirt all over your pussy and lower stomach. “Did you just?” You questioned.

“I-I’m sorry baby, you just-”

You cut him off by kissing his lips. “It’s okay. Lay down baby.” You pushed him onto the bed getting on top of him for the six-nine position. Adjusting your body over him, your pussy rested against his lips and your lips against his dick. “Mm,” you moaned as you started making love to your man’s dick, your dick. Your head bobbing up and down and hands twisting and rubbing his member. You continued even after he bust, sending him into a craze. His toes curled and his head game became sloppier and nastier.

“Roman.” You breathed out as you both fell beside each other

His chest heaved up and down, he turned his attention to you. Kissing your nose. “I love you.” You smiled. “I love you too.”

“Come here.”

He pulled you into his arms, you laid your head on his chest. Your legs wrapped around his as he held you in his arms. You listened to each other’s heartbeats and heavy breathing. He held his hand up, you looked at it planting your smaller ones into his larger ones, kissing his chest. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too. Let’s never do this again, okay?” You looked up at him. “You mean split?” He nods. “We can definitely have this conversation again.” You both laugh.

Roman held you in his arms, caressing his hands over your body. The feeling of your body against his was all he could ever want and need in this world. “Mm and to think I wanted to left alone.” You giggled. He chuckled continuously rubbing his hands over your body. “We can be alone together baby.” You smiled to yourself just enjoying the intimacy between your husband yourself. This warmth. This cozy feeling. This.. peaceful..

Cozy night.

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justfor2am · 2 years

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sanders sides and situational context

okay i'm adding nuance to my sanders sides take because i feel like it needs to be said.

i don't think having sanders sides episodes be ad reads are a bad thing. it's important to remember that this is thomas' livelihood and he has people to pay.

i also don't think fluff is a bad thing, and i genuinely miss when episodes were light and breezy. (which, reminder: that's what the Aside videos were meant to be.)

i don't think having a fluff, time-filling video for an ad read is bad.

but i DO think that doing an ad read for a series that has not had a main plot-centric episode uploaded in roughly 2 years while the fanbase is held in update-less limbo isn't exactly a good look.

i've seen several people try to play the "gotcha!" card of: "well the crofters video was an ad too!"

firstly, as i said: it's not a bad thing for a sanders sides episode to be an ad.

secondly, the crofters video was uploaded April 19th, 2018. the next video, Learning New Things About Ourselves (the puppet episode) was uploaded October 29th, 2018.

roughly six months. LNTAO was a high-production video, and the delay was more than understandable. however, six months compared to two years isn't exactly a fair comparison.

(side tangent: i've seen some people talking about a supposed bonus episode made that was locked to patreon; i don't have patreon nor am i fully informed about the situation or if it's even real so i have no opinion no the matter.)

i have not seen the newest video yet, but i am excited to do so. i have missed these characters greatly and they hold a special place in my heart. but that does not negate my frustrations with thomas + co. about how disjointed this series has become.

in no way am i demanding new content. in this age of the push for endless content consumption, i am not asking nor expecting an indie team such as them to create new episodes every week as it used to be. that would be ridiculous.

i'm asking for clarity. that thomas would occasionally tweet "scripting is 1/2 done!" or "we're slowing sanders sides production to focus on other projects/ensure that the finale product is up to our stands/take a break."

if the thomas and/or team were to say "hey, we're going radio-silent for the next few months to really focus on the finale, don't expect any new content for a while", i would scream for joy. because then at least we would know to wait, and roughly for how long.

it's the fact that we sort of get new unrelated videos at the same time that this really high-production finale is getting workshopped that concerns me. this is not healthy time-management.

it feels disingenuous to keep fans in the dark about a very high-production (and fan-funded given patreon,) end-of-season 4-parter, and announce more merchandise for a series that has felt as though it were abandoned.

i'm certain it's difficult behind the scenes, and i wish the team would let off some of that pressure to release smaller, low-production videos that are slice-of-life and less taxing to create. (probably once a month at best.) or at bare minimum, the fans are better informed on the timeline of production, so that the waiting feels less infinite.

i'm not expecting anything to change. and while i joke about being angry with the team, i'm not. i'm not even disappointed, really.

in truth, i fear for the future of the series if things continue at this rate. and i hope the team takes the time to acknowledge this stagnant feeling within the fandom and take measures to counter it. that's all i can hope for.

tl;dr people have a right to be frustrated with the new video, people have a right to be happy with the new video, and updates on production would be nice, though it shouldn't be expected as much as i hope for it.

thanks for reading

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angellayercake · 9 months

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The Diary of Cardinal Terzo Five

Based on this funny little article we start to read about some of Terzo’s creampie adventures in his diary.

disclaimer I know this is the farthest thing from safe sex but let’s pretend in this universe there is a special secret satanic sti and pregnancy protection just for fun

04/06 I do not say lightly that I am an expert in female pleasure. All pleasure really but male pleasure came a bit more instinctively. I have studied hard and worked diligently until I excelled in every area. But sometimes even an expert needs to outsource, especially on special occasions. It was her birthday, the Sister I had strapped to my bed earlier this evening. The sounds she had been making were exquisite and almost entirely drowned out the continuous buzzing of the toy between her legs.It had been a present from her friends, one she had not been particularly excited about. So being the expert I am I offered to show her exactly how to make the most of such a device. Admittedly I usually prefer a more hands on approach to pleasure but there were times when watching and waiting holds as much appeal. Part of the toy was vibrating inside her pressing into her sweet spot so perfectly every time the overwhelming pleasure made her writhe. The other part of the toy was against her clit, the rhythmic pulses pushing her closer and closer to her orgasm. She was leaking down her thighs, so wet I couldn't wait to have my turn inside her but I just had to wait a little bit longer, wait for the little toy to do its job and tip her over into oblivion. She hit her peak, her moans reaching a crescendo as her body arched off the bed. I switched it off, giving her a rest before I reminded her what I could do. Creampie count: 292

11/06 Wine and cheese picnics are a favourite pastime of mine but especially with the company of Jill while watching the sunset. To the north of the Abbey there is a hill with a view across the whole town. A small copse of trees shelters you from the worst of the wind so here I like to come. We had sampled all the wine and eaten our fill of cheese but we were not ready for our evening to end. The dusk light and maybe slightly too much wine gave her skin a rosy glow and I found myself hungry for only what she could give me. I pulled her into my lap as I reclined back on the blanket. Tasting her wine sweetened lips was lovely but still not enough. Reaching under her habit I discovered she had left her underwear back at the Abbey so it was little effort to move myself beneath her so I could sample the meal I was craving. Oh how I adore the taste of an aroused woman! There is truly nothing like it and her tangy sweetness paired so well with the wine I had just finished. Her soft sighs and quiet moans harmonised with the evening birdsong until she was grinding and cumming on my face. I had thought that perhaps our evening would come to an end there but she was not yet satisfied, freeing and then impaling herself on my hard cock, her slow grinding hips bringing us to completion together as she tasted herself on my lips. Creampie count: 309

01/12 While we don't strictly celebrate Christmas within the Ministry, festivities and celebrations are not unheard of at this time of year. Which of course meant parties, and parties meant new outfits. Being at the Abbey meant a trip to my usual tailor was not possible, but after a little digging I discovered there was a Sister under my nose who was very very good with her hands,and she could sew as well. Joking aside, she was an incredible talent and although I always believe I cut a dashing figure in her creations I was often left speechless. The extravagant fabrics clinging in all the best places, deliberate stitching barely visible but transforming and accentuating the shape of me. It was magic and I never tire of watching it come together. It would be easy to assume then that the final fitting was my favourite interaction with this dear Sister, but no. My favourite was always the measuring. Was it necessary at the beginning of every creation? Probably not, but neither of us ever said so. There is something so sensual about her drawing her measuring tape across my bare skin, always bare (and I mean no underwear too, it would be a crime for any layers to distort the cut of the garments of course.) She gets so lost in her work, in the accuracy and detail needed but when she is finished? Well then I demonstrated to her my deep appreciation for her talents. Creampie count: 612

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annaraebananawriter · 9 months

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"Phil knew something had gone wrong when Techno still wasn’t home as the clock neared five in the morning. No matter what they argued about before, he was always back before five.

The reason why he wouldn’t be is that something happened to him."

On the other side of the city, Techno is thrown in the back of a car. He won't wake up until they get to the building. And Phil won't learn what exactly happened to him until dawn breaks and they go and search for him—finding only a singular bloodstained emerald earring hanging on a tree. A sign left for them and only them.

Thing is, Phil wasn't the head of the largest mafia in the city for nothing. He won't rest until he gets his boy back.

Heaven help those who try and stop him.

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Hello, hello! I definitely didn't finish this fic 7 hours before the deadline hahaha, that's crazy. Now, let's all just look the other way as I post the first 3 chapters of this fic and lets all pretend we're a good three days in the past, okay? Don't mind the clock. Things are okay. This was the plan all along. I am definitely not stressing myself out as I edit and post this hahahahaha.

Jokes aside, I'm so excited for you to read this! It was written for the MCYTBLR AU Fest Summer 2023 (@mcytblraufest). It's also an idea I've had permission to write since July of last year, and this event seemed like the perfect time to do just that. It's not mine originally, but I did make some tweaks here and there, so now it's a mash-up of my friend's idea and my own thoughts. I hope you all like it just as much as I do!

Special thanks to my beta reader, Virgil, for keeping me motivated and organized through this event. Well...at least tried to. I cannot thank you enough.

And be sure to check out the art for this fic! @kestrius, a very talented artist, drew TWO WHOLE PIECES for this fic, so please go give her some love. One of them is for the first chapter and the other is for Chapter 5. I'll link that one again once that chapter comes out. But go show her some love!

Now, I don't think I have anything else to add, so...happy reading!

#my writing #my fanfiction #mcytblr aufest #aufest 2023 #dsmp #dream smp #sleepy bois inc #technoblade #wilbur soot #philza #tommyinnit #fanfiction #i think thats all the tags i need #and i am too tired to think of any more #so i will leave this with you and go to bed #goodnight #mcytblraufest23

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tellthemeerkatsitsfine · 2 months

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Do people remember last year, when Daniel Kitson streamed Tree? It's a two-person play he wrote in 2013, starring himself and Tim Key, and they filmed it in 2015 and then never let anyone see the film until 2023 because that's just what Daniel Kitson's like. They streamed it last year but didn't make it available to download (unless of course you know how to right click on a Vimeo file).

Well, you can now pay to buy or rent it:

A great way to see it again, or see it for the first time if you missed the few streams it had last year (or to take the opportunity to pay money to Daniel Kitson in exchange for all his comedy that you've enjoyed for free, if you happen to have already right clicked on a Vimeo file last year).

He's also announced that he's doing a screening (presumably at a cinema in London) with a live Q and A with him and Tim Key near the end of March. Which sounds like a really interesting thing to hear, so that's a thing to keep an eye on for the sizeable Tim Key side of Tumblr.

And finally, he's announced that he's planning to release it on DVD at the end of the year, complete with special features like commentary and possibly a recording of the cinema Q and A, which is amazing. I'm thinking of all those shows he did between about 2006 and 2012, in which he said he said all the other comedians releasing their own DVDs, and heard everyone tell him that he should be releasing a DVD too, but he didn't want to do it, because he had too much artistic integrity and/or couldn't be bothered.

He had a joke for a while about how it's actually nothing to do with principle and it's just that he couldn't be bothered, but aside from that one joke, he built a hell of a lot of his persona on the idea of being the One Guy Who Won't Do DVDs. 2006-2012 Daniel Kitson spent a lot of time giving us all his reasons why he doesn't care that everyone else is doing it, "everyone else is doing it" is not a good enough reason to release a DVD. And he doesn't want to make one, no matter how many people ask him to.

I fucking love that it turns out all it took to convince that guy to release a DVD was to wait just over a decade, until it's an obsolete format. Then he'll do it. How wildly on brand is it for Daniel Kitson to release a DVD in 2024? Shades of the time he wrote a show in 2006 about how he refuses to shave his beard just because everyone tells him he should, and then another show in 2012 about how he shaved his beard because he didn't want to look like all those other hipsters.

Anyway, I am quite excited about this, I would love to hear that commentary. And the Q and A. And anything else he wants to stick on a DVD. Also, I would love to have a Kitson DVD to add to my obsolete little collection, put it right next to the John Oliver DVD:

If this actually happens, I might have to get on Go Faster Stripe and pay for the Gavin Osborn and Andy Zaltzman DVDs, despite already owning the digital download of both of those, just to throw them in with Conchords and Kitson and Oliver to make a proper Chocolate Milk Gang collection. Though I'd have to see if there's a way to make sure it comes in a proper DVD case, as I don't think they all do.

Anyway, the point is that Tree is a great play - and not even just in the sense that all Kitson's things are great (though they pretty much all are, to varying levels and with maybe one or two exceptions, he had arguably a couple of off nights in 2006 but other than that I think it's been pretty well smooth since the end of Phoenix Nights, especially if you're willing to overlook the penchant for occasional ironic bigotry from before about 2013), as I think it's one of his strongest pieces of writing and performing. Obviously helped by Tim Key being excellent. Highly recommended.

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