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mapiforpresident · 11 days

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Final req: Aitana x reader

team is celebrating the final win and either aitana or Reader gets drunk and confesses their feeling to the other?

Confessions

Aitana x reader

warnings: alcohol

~~~

You liked to party. Being surrounded by your best friends, Pina, Patri, and Cata, meant that right now you really, really liked to party. The private club where your team was celebrating had an open bar and good music, and you were taking full advantage of it.

Having scored the opening goal of the 3-0 win against Lyon, you were currently on cloud nine.

"I'm going to get another drink," you shouted to Pina, who you were currently dancing with. "You want another too?" you added.

"Sure, hurry back, these two clowns over here are getting out of hand," Pina replied as you both glanced toward Patri and Cata trying to do some sort of dance-off while both holding two beers. You were glad Alexia was in the corner with Olga ignoring the rest of you, or you were sure she would lecture the four of you, probably something related to good choices, logical thinking, and alcohol poisoning.

You stepped up to the bar and ordered. While you were waiting, you turned your head and saw Aitana walking towards you, and your breath immediately hitched in your throat. She looked absolutely stunning in her tight dress and medal gleaming around her neck in the club lights.

You had been hopelessly in love with the Ballon d'Or winner for over a year now. You had tried so many ways to get over your crush, but absolutely nothing was working. It had gotten so bad that you took private Catalan lessons just to impress her.

You knew Aitana didn't like you back because you didn't even think she liked girls. The only time she had ever mentioned a partner was a childhood boyfriend. She also didn't really interact with you unless it was in a group setting or at training. Your fellow English internationals were the only two that knew about your crush after they questioned you on why you were so adamant about learning Catalan even though you really only needed to know Spanish to get through training.

You grabbed your drinks and started to turn back towards the dance floor, trying to steady yourself both physically and mentally. The butterflies in your stomach fluttered wildly at the sight of Aitana approaching you. Just as you were about to head back to Pina, Aitana reached the bar and smiled at you, her eyes twinkling under the club lights.

"Hey," she greeted, her voice smooth and warm, sending a shiver down your spine. "Having fun tonight?"

You nodded, smiling brightly, trying to appear as calm as possible despite the rapid pounding of your heart. You really concentrated on not slurring or stuttering your words. "Yeah, it’s been amazing. It’s not every day we get to celebrate a win like this. Your goal was absolutely stunning."

Aitana’s smile widened, and she looked genuinely pleased. "Thank you. Your goal was also amazing."

Your cheeks flushed, and you could feel the heat rising. "Thanks, Tana."

She laughed softly, the sound like music to your ears.

Before you could respond, you noticed Pina waving you over from the dance floor, clearly eager for her drink. You turned back to Aitana, your mind racing for something else to say, something to keep her here a little longer.

"Hey, do you want to join us?" The words tumbled out of your mouth before you could stop them. "We’re having a little dance-off. It’s pretty hilarious."

Aitana looked over to where your friends were laughing and dancing wildly. She seemed to hesitate for a moment, then shrugged with a smile. "As much fun as that sounds, I promised Keira I would bring her a drink and start teaching her a couple of Catalan phrases."

You tried not to look too disappointed, but Aitana noticed the slight frown on your face after the words left her mouth. She didn't want to see you sad, so she turned towards the bar to order, which you took as your cue to leave. Pina saw you and reached out and grabbed her drink, taking a big gulp. "Finally! What took you so long?"

"Sorry, got caught up talking," you replied, glancing at Aitana, who was now grabbing her drinks from the bartender.

Pina raised an eyebrow at you but didn’t press further. Instead, she dragged you back onto the dance floor, and soon you were lost in the music and laughter once more.

~~~

As the night went on, the drinks continued to flow, and you found yourself getting increasingly tipsy. You tried to focus on having fun with your friends, but every time you looked at Aitana, your heart skipped a beat, and your thoughts became a jumbled mess.

Eventually, you found yourself sitting on a couch, feeling the effects of the alcohol more intensely. Aitana somehow ended up beside you, laughing at something Ingrid had said, and you couldn’t help but stare at her, the words you had been holding back for so long threatening to spill out.

Before you could stop yourself, you leaned closer to Aitana, your voice barely above a whisper. "Aitana, I need to tell you something."

She turned to you, her expression curious and slightly concerned. "What is it?"

Before you could say anything else, the trophy entered the room and the music was turned down so a couple people could make a speech.

"Group picture everyone, vamos vamos," you heard Alexia shout so all your teammates could hear her.

"What were you gonna say?" Aitana asked as she turned to you.

"It's nothing important, i'll tell you later."

~~~

It was a while later before people started heading back to the hotel to get a small amount of sleep. Luckily, it was literally across the street.

"Hey, y/n," Keira said, slightly stumbling towards you, gripping onto Laura's arm. "I made some room changes. Laura is going to spend the night with me in our room, so you are going to share with Aitana. I just talked to her and she said that it’s fine and that you can walk back together."

"What about Ona?" you replied, trying to think of an excuse. You were freaking out; you couldn't spend the night in the same room as Aitana. Your heart would beat out of your chest.

"Ona is definitely going back to Lucy's room by the looks of it," Keira replied as you caught sight of Lucy pinning Ona against the wall and making out with her neck in a dark corner.

"I'm trying to help you out here. She definitely likes you back."

"Shh, someone will hear you, and she does not like me back."

Keira just gave you a sly wink and nudged Laura, who gave you a thumbs-up before they both staggered off, leaving you standing there, heart racing, and stomach in knots. You looked over at Aitana, who was chatting with a few of your teammates near the door. She caught your eye and smiled, motioning for you to join them.

Taking a deep breath, you walked over, trying to calm your nerves. You could feel the alcohol buzzing through your veins, making you slightly unsteady. When you reached them, Aitana turned her attention fully to you.

"Ready to head back?" she asked, her voice soft and inviting.

You nodded, trying to keep your cool. "Yeah, let's go."

The walk across the street to the hotel was short, but it felt like an eternity. Your mind was racing with all the things you wanted to say but knew you shouldn't. Aitana walked beside you, her presence both comforting and overwhelming.

Once inside the hotel, you took the elevator up to the floor the team was staying on. When the doors opened, you stepped out and followed Aitana to her room. She unlocked the door and held it open for you.

"Make yourself at home. I have been sleeping on the bed by the bathroom, but we can switch if you would like," she said with a smile as you walked in.

"No, no, I'll take the bed by the window. I like that one better anyway."

You glanced around the room, trying to distract yourself from the fact that you were alone with Aitana. The room was cozy, with two beds neatly made and a small sitting area by the window. You sat down on Ona's bed, trying to steady your breathing.

Aitana disappeared into the bathroom for a moment, giving you a chance to collect yourself. When she returned, she had changed into more comfortable clothes – a pair of shorts and a loose t-shirt – and she looked even more beautiful than before. You felt your heart skip a beat. You don't think you had ever felt like this about someone in your life. Even when you were dating your ex, Georgia Stanway, you loved her, but never felt this strongly.

"So, what were you going to tell me earlier?" she asked, sitting down on the bed across from you.

You hesitated, the words caught in your throat. The alcohol had given you the courage to start this conversation, but now that you were here, you felt vulnerable and exposed. You took a deep breath, deciding that it was now or never.

"Aitana," you began, your voice shaky. "I've been wanting to tell you something for a while now. And maybe it's the alcohol talking, but I can't keep it to myself any longer."

She looked at you with concern and curiosity, urging you to continue.

"I have feelings for you," you blurted out, feeling your cheeks heat up. "I've had a crush on you for over a year, and I've tried so hard to get over it, but I can't. You're always on my mind, and I just... I needed you to know."

There was a long silence, and you could feel your heart pounding in your chest. Aitana's expression was unreadable, and you started to panic, thinking you had made a huge mistake.

But then she reached out and took your hand, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through you. "I had no idea," she said softly. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

You shrugged, feeling a lump in your throat. "I was scared. I didn't want to ruin our friendship or make things awkward. And I didn't think you liked girls, so I thought it was hopeless."

Aitana's eyes softened, and she gave your hand a gentle squeeze. "You're right, I haven't been very open about my personal life. But the truth is, I do like girls. And I've liked you for a while too. I just didn't know how to tell you."

Your eyes widened in surprise and relief. "Really?"

She nodded, a shy smile playing on her lips. "Really. I guess we both were too scared to say anything."

You let out a laugh, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders. "I can't believe it. This feels like a dream."

Aitana's smile grew, and she leaned in closer, her face inches from yours. "Well, it's not a dream. It's real."

Before you could say anything else, she closed the distance between you, pressing her lips to yours in a gentle, tentative kiss. The world seemed to melt away as you kissed her back, all the fear and uncertainty dissolving into a feeling of pure happiness.

When you finally pulled away, both of you were breathless, and Aitana's eyes were shining with emotion. "I'm glad you told me," she whispered. "I've been waiting for this moment for a long time."

"Me too."

That night, as you fell asleep with Aitana's smaller frame wrapped in your arms and her head on your chest, you had never felt more at peace. You drifted off to sleep, planning on taking her on a magical first date after the international break.

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writingstoraes · 1 year

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Secret trip part two? With like the guests pictures, well wishes and some honeymoon posts from the newly weds 🤞😍

the days after 🏝

pairing: charles leclerc/fem!reader

type: instagram imagine, social media au (heavier on the ig part hehe)

notes: thank you sm for requesting, lovely! i hope you like this 🤍 reqs are still open! (tho patience is required i have varying levels of productivity lol) posting next would be the part 3 of split! lmk if anyone wants to be tagged hehe

about: after revealing the private wedding you and charles had in italy, here's what came after!

this is the part 2 to secret trip! read it here.

carlossainz55

liked by pierregasly, landonorris, charles_leclerc, and 984,221 others

carlossainz55 Suited up and attended something 🥂

pierregasly What's with the mystery everyone knows Charles and Y/N got married

carlossainz55 Mind your own Insta, thank you very much?

scuderiaferrari Looking sharp, Smooth Operator! ❤️

danielricciardo Okay we see you Mr. Secrecy 😁

carlossainz55 I'm not hiding anything????

landonorris People literally know you attended a wedding

carlossainz55 IT WAS JUST A CAPTION? Can't I post a picture of myself in peace? 55sainzz LMAOOO THEY WONT LET HIM BREATHE 😭

pierregasly

liked by arthurleclerc, lorenzotl, yourusername, and 564,983 others

pierregasly Somewhere in Italy, two of my greatest friends tied the knot. Congratulations to the two best people I know ❤️ Grateful to be a part of this magical day and I only wish you two the happiest of days. Seems like it was just yesterday when Charles was boasting how you finally texted him back 🤣

estebanocon I am not the best person you know?

landonorris Hurts, right?

charles_leclerc The last part was uncalled for... but yeah I was proud :D

charlesmcqueen hes been whipped for her ever since god i have seen what you have done for others

danielricciardo See carlossainz55 this is how you do a greeting

carlossainz55 I am going to post one can you all wait damn

danielricciardo

liked by lewishamilton, maxverstappen, georgerussell63, and 849,273 others

danielricciardo Almost a year ago, Charles and Y/N asked me to take some pictures of them to commemorate their engagement. Believe it or not, these pictures are outtakes and unplanned. I happened to catch such beautiful moments between the two of them and now I just witnessed them celebrate their love for each other.

Congratulations, yourusername and charles_leclerc!

landonorris Another smashing greeting related to the wedding, carlossainz55 can't relate 🙏

carlossainz55 I am about to block all of you

yourusername melting at your caption aside, why am i only seeing this now, daniel?

danielricciardo Saved it for a second wedding gift 😁

gaslyscar Jesus i am never going to experience this am I 😪

lewishamilton

liked by charles_leclerc, mercedesamgf1, susiewolff, and 1,001,223 others

lewishamilton Was not able to snap some pictures from the wedding but luckily, I have this in my gallery from all the times I have spent third-wheeling with them. I think the smiles on their faces say it all. Congratulations, newlyweds! 🤵👰

charles_leclerc Million thanks for telling me what her name was, mate 😆

lewishamilton You're also welcome for the texts I helped you construct cause you were too afraid to send one britcedesbro sir lewis hamilton professional matchmaker???

carlossainz55 At this point who hasn't third-wheeled with them?

yourusername hey you guys make it seem like it's a bad thing charles_leclerc And we pay the bill to compensate???

carlossainz55

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carlossainz55 Such an unbelievable experience to witness Charles and Y/N's journey as a couple. A witness since their first date, the first time Charles introduced her to Ferrari team members, the day Charles told me he was out picking a ring, up to being the first to receive the good news that Y/N said yes. I only wish you guys eternal moments of love, happiness, and peace ❤️

And before the entire grid comes at me for this, yes I am capable of doing a proper greeting. Thanks.

yourusername hmm, seems like you're doing this to prove something, carlito

charles_leclerc Totally, out of spite carlossainz55 I cannot catch a break from all of you 😐

landonorris Their faces aren't visible

pierregasly Where are our pictures??? carlossainz55 That's it, hard blocking all of you

yourusername

liked by carlossainz55, charles_leclerc, arthurleclerc, and 341,886 others

yourusername maldives with the man i recently got my last name from 🏖️

pierregasly Enjoy, newlyweds ❤️

landonorris Bring me home some shell necklaces

charles_leclerc When did you take that shot of me

yourusername when you were busy saying the stone formation kinda looks like the rock 🥱

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc Honeymoon stop 2: Iceland 🏞️ Beautiful place with my beautiful wife.

scuderiaferrari Have fun, Y/N and Charles! ❤️

arthurleclerc Me? An uncle?

yourusername no one said that, arthur 😆

forzacharles i too would wanna travel the world during my honeymoon with my significant other, all i need is a significant other

yourusername

liked by carlossainz55, pierregasly, yourbff, and 432,208 others

yourusername various shots from our many stops. adventures with you surely does not stop here. excited to spend forever with you, charles_leclerc 🤍

landonorris I am expecting my shell necklace any moment now

carlossainz55 Can't even wait for them to unpack?

charles_leclerc Pour toujours et à jamais, mon amour 💋 Forever and always, my love.

lovingleclerc MY FAVEEE COUPLE <3

sainzzlecs my parents exactly

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tagging: @slytherheign, @honethatty12, @siovhanroy

notes: its actually been so long since i did an imagine that's purely ig lmao i find it hard now to not include twitter panels but anyway! i hope you like this anon <3 lmk what u guys think hehe btw reqs for charles imagines are open hehe (pls lend some patience if u send one tho) thank you for reading 🤍

posting next would be the part 3 of split! lmk if anyone wants to be tagged hehe

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archangeldyke-all · 2 months

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I just saw this art and had some CEO Sevika Thoughts 😵‍💫😵‍💫

https://twitter.com/2400db/status/1777950953817207073

O. M. G. i'm combining this with another ask i got because these two reqs go together like peanutbutter and jelly. EEEK! (also, the link doesnt seem to work now, but it was art of two characters-- i'm not sure who-- where one was sitting in a spinny wheel office chair, back to her computer set up, and the other was straddling her, trying to talk on the phone while the first girl is feeling her up)

the last tidbit in your vacay sex w ceo sev hcs inspired me. could we please get something soft with high!sev after both her and r have smoked?

i like to imagine her hair in a bun with a hoodie and sweatpants on. just looking so pretty and soft and staring at reader like :]

i also like to think she likes skin to skin. :3

🌕

men and minors dni

from time to time, you and sevika work from home.

her penthouse has three bedrooms. one for the two of you, one for guests, and one you've turned into a little study for the both of you for times like this.

two desks on opposite walls, a few bookshelves, a couch, it's a good space. it's helped a lot over the years. when sevika's sick, you manage to convince her to just spend the day in her study instead of torturing herself by dragging herself to work. when the two of you are feeling burnt out, a day taking calls and video meetings at home always help.

and today, you're using it for the best reason of all. it's a snow day.

the city below sevika's windows is covered in a blanket of snow. you've been watching the white powder fall all day. sometimes the blizzard rages so hard, that all the windows in sevika's high rise are greyed-out, and it's like you guys are living inside of a cloud.

sevika has no meetings today. you don't either. so, in an effort to stay cozy, you both decided to stay in your pajamas. sevika looks so snugly in her big sweatshirt and plaid pajama pants. her feet are socked in mis-matched animal print socks, one cats, one ducks. her hair's in a messy bun, and she's still got a bit of sand in her eye even though it's almost lunch. you love her like this.

it's been a slow day. with the whole city trapped inside, the usual twenty calls an hour you're used to answering has dwindled down to two.

at lunch, sevika manages to convince you to smoke a joint with her.

"c'mon babe." she whines, kissing up your neck as you stir the tomato soup heating up on the stove. "no one's gonna need us today. and we're already so cozy, 'n we got nowhere to go..." she wiggles the fat joint she'd rolled in your face. you huff and roll your eyes.

"i need to talk to HR." you grunt, snatching the joint out of her hand and shoving the bubbling pot of soup to the side. "my boss is peer pressuring me to do drugs with her." you tease, quickly lighting the tip of the joint against the burner before putting the soup back. sevika snatches it from you before you can take a puff, running out to the balcony. "sevika!" you squeal as she throws sliding door open. "you're gonna freeze your ass off!" you laugh.

"come here!" she demands, waving you over. you giggle, turning the burner off and running after your wife, grabbing two blankets off the couch as you go.

the balcony is spacious and covered, but with the wind this high up, there's only four inches of space that hasn't been covered in snow. you and sevika squeeze together in the shelter, shivering and huddling under the blankets as the blizzard rages around you.

"you're insane!" you laugh, sevika pulls you closer to her chest, puts the joint, somehow still alight, between your lips.

"puff." she says. you forget the cold for a moment-- the demand sending a shock of arousal down your spine. you take a hit, keeping eye contact with her, and she grins, before pulling the joint away and pressing her mouth against yours.

you exhale, and sevika inhales the smoke from your lungs before she shoves her tongue down your throat.

she pulls away with a smirk. you gulp. "there. warmer?" she asks, putting the joint to her lips as she smirks down at you. you huff, then stick one of your freezing cold hands under her sweater, pawing at her nipple. she squeaks, you giggle at how quickly her nipple gets hard in your fingers.

you guys smoke the joint fast, after that, faster than you probably should've smoked a joint that big. but it was so cold, and the only relief was the warmth from the joint, and you couldn't really feel the high out in the cold...

which means that once you guys get inside, giggling and shaking the snow off your blankets and out of your hair as you quickly warm up, you're both hit with a very sudden, very intense high.

you know you're fucked when it starts to feel like you're underwater. you know sevika's fucked when you look up from your feet where you're struggling to get out of your slippers, and find her giggling at a dick she'd drawn in the frost on the glass wall of the living room.

"sev." you whisper, grinning. she looks over at you, her smile growing impossibly wider when she sees you. you can practically see hearts in her eyes, and you snort. "oh shit." you laugh.

"we still got work." she giggles. you bite your lip.

"fuck." you chuckle.

"ooooh babe! food!" she says suddenly, grabbing your hand and dragging you to the kitchen.

logically, you know that it only takes about ten minutes to make two grilled cheeses and heat up some soup. but it feels like it takes a year.

you keep turning the burners off by instinct-- and sevika has to laugh and turn them back on, reminding you that you're cooking lunch.

she keeps trying to 'season' the food-- which is concerning for a number of reasons. one being that sevika's a horrible cook, who doesn't know the difference between a teaspoon and tablespoon; two, being that she's holding the cinnamon sugar while she says it. the third, most concerning thing is that you're tempted to let her. cinnamon grilled cheese? your high, munchie focused mind thinks, that could work...

eventually, the food is finished, without modification. sevika has to smack your hands twice to remind you to wait for it to cool off. you have to smack hers once.

you guys eat, curled up together on the couch in your study. it could be the weed, but you think it may genuinely be the best grilled cheese of your life.

sevika seems to agree. she keeps moaning and grunting as she chews and slurps her soup.

it should gross you out. she's too high to mind her manners and chew with her mouth closed. really though, it's just turning you on.

she looks up at you, her cheeks stuffed with grilled cheeses, tomato soup dripping down her chin onto her lap, and you bite your lip. she chews, swallows, then speaks. "you wan' som'a mine?" she offers.

your heart leaps in your chest and you surge forward, pressing your mouth against sevika's. she groans, her hands flailing, and she clumsily puts her dishes on the little coffee table. the second she's free, you straddle her lap, clawing at her shoulders, pinning her to the couch. she pulls you down to grind against her, sinking her nails into your hips. you shudder.

you aren't wearing anything under your pajama pants, and you know sevika isn't either. it's just two thin pieces of flannel separating you. for a moment, the dry fabric adds a delicious friction to your movements--but you soak through your and sevika's pants in less than a minute.

and, fuck, you feel like you're in heaven. you feel like you're melting into sevika, it feels like her fingers are made of magic, the sweet grunts and whimpers she's letting out sound like music.

she's like putty in your hands too, chasing you when you pull back, whining when you pull away to breathe. you giggle, smiling down at her and tucking her flyaways behind her ears, she sighs, nuzzling against your palm, and you lean down to kiss her forehead.

"love you." you whisper. she smiles.

"i love you too." she says. you watch in fascination as she licks her lips slowly, looking you up and down. "so... y' gonna ride me now or what?" she asks, grinning and waggling her eyebrows at you.

you burst into a fit of giggles, and sevika grins, nuzzling against your neck and sucking hickeys into your throat. "mmm... okay." you agree. you can feel her lips curl into a smile against your neck, her fingers tugging the drawstring on your pajamas undone.

suddenly, your work-phone starts ringing on your desk. you and sevika both turn around to glare at the sound, and you groan when you realize what it is. sevika makes a choked sound. "n-no--" she manages to whine before you pull yourself off her lap and start walking over to your desk.

sevika squawks, and then in a flash, she sprints over and squeezes between you and your desk chair, flopping into it and tripping you on the way. you squeak, but sevika catches you around your waist, pulling you onto the chair, and her lap, in a straddle. you huff, glaring down at her, and she grins.

"answer the phone." she demands, just like earlier on the balcony. you shiver, and she grins, tugging your pants down over your ass as you bend over her and grab the phone off your desk, pressing it to your ear

"hello?" you choke out. sevika chokes on a laugh, smacks your ass, and you flail, squeaking and smacking her shoulder as you do.

the voice on the other line-- somewhat familiar, a recent client's assistant or something-- asks to speak to sevika. sevika, the exact moment the voice says her name, sinks her teeth into your neck while her fingers start to circle your clit.

"ah-huh-wh-sheeee's, uh, she's not available right now." you say, cringing. sevika's free hand tugs your sweater up, and you smack her forehead-- already knowing what she's planning.

the voice on the phone babbles on and on-- you're not sure about what, you're distracted by the cocky smile she shoots you before ducking in and taking your breast into her mouth. you moan, a horrible, very audible "aaah!" right into your phone.

sevika grins like the devil.

"sorry, s-sorry--there's a bug!" you choke out before the person on the phone can ask you any questions.

oh that's okay. the voice says. i'm the same way, especially about roaches. ew. anyways, as i was saying...

sevika shoves three fingers past your lips and down your throat, you gasp, sputter, and choke, and sevika pulls her fingers free just in time for you to mutter a "sorry, continue," down the line, before shoving her fingers back in your mouth.

it's possibly the hottest thing that's ever happened to you. she keeps thrusting her fingers in and out of your mouth, tiny clicking wet noises escaping with every thrust of her fingers as drool starts to drip down her wrist and your chin.

you try to keep your moans to a minimum. you don't succeed very well.

"you like this?" she whispers. you nod, your eyes closed, tears soaking your cheeks as she continues to fuck your throat with her fingers.

she giggles, then pulls her hand away.

you gasp, your eyes flying open for you to glare at your wife. she just darts forward and gives you a quick kiss, and then she sinks one of her drool-covered fingers inside of you.

you bite your tongue to keep from whining. she kisses a path to your tit, gives it a few nips, then bites your unkissed nipple as she sinks a second finger in your cunt.

"uhhhn, fu--she actually just walked in--here she is--" you spit out before pulling the phone away from your mouth, letting out a long whine, and pushing the phone into sevika's ear. she glares at you, pulling her mouth away from your tits with a pop that you're certain whoever's calling can hear.

"hullo?" she grunts, pressing the phone between her shoulder and ear, freeing her hand to fondle pull her pants down as she sinks her third finger inside of you. your thighs quake, her cock springs free, and you moan.

"fuck, sev, please."

she grins, gives your cunt a few more good thrusts with her fingers, before pulling them out and spitting in the palm of her hand, giving her cock a few quick pumps, and then lining it up to your cunt.

it's your turn to get your revenge. sevika always needs a second to adjust before she can sink all the way inside you-- overwhelmed by the squeeze and warmth-- but today you don't allow it.

you sink down on her in one swift movement, grinning at the pathetic, "hhhhaa--" it draws out of her. you're so fucking lucky whoever's on the phone is a chatterbox.

you start bouncing on her cock, your ass smacking her thighs with each go, and sevika's got the most pained, pathetic look on her face as she bites her lip to keep her moans in.

you chuckle. "you're lucky you're cute." you whisper, before pulling your shirt off and shifting so sevika can muffle her moans in your tits, one of your hands tangled in her bun, at the base of her neck.

you tug the phone out of her hand, taking a deep breath and collecting yourself in a true show of your strength and professionalism-- and steadily, (not at all breathy, no matter no much sevika will pretend otherwise) say: "i'm so sorry to have to cut our conversation short, but it seems the blizzard's just knocked the power at our facilities out, and we have to go handle that before our heat goes next. we'll be sure to call you back as soon as possible."

oh, well i'm so sorry to hear that! i hope all your employees are safe! i must say, i thought people were being dramatic about the snow, but it must be awful bad where you are if-- you hang up.

"fuck!" you shout, throwing the phone back down on your desk. sevika growls against your tits, and it a second, shes standing, keeping you on her cock with a solid grip on your ass.

she drops you on the couch, not losing her rhythm for a moment as she balances on top of you. eventually, she has to breathe, and she pulls away from your tits with a gasp. "i fucking love you." she whimpers. you giggle.

"i love y-you too, sev." you whisper.

"louder, baby, nobody's listenin' anymore." she demands. you whimper, clenching around her cock, and she chuckles, one of her hands darting down to rub at your clit.

"s-sevika! baby, i love you, i love you!" you gasp. she grins.

"there you go."

"i love you, please, i'm so close you're gonna-- i'm gonna-- sev, i just-- you--"

"whaddya need baby? anything, anything."

"kiss?" you whimper.

sevika cums at the word, her eyes rolling back in her skull and her arms shaking as she tries to keep her pace. it's so hot, and you're so close, and she keeps fucking you even as her cum starts to leak out of you--

and then she tears her eyes open, gasps, and smashes her mouth against yours.

you fall apart, cumming and clencing sevika's sensitive cock hard. so hard, in fact, "oh, b-baby, i!" sevika collapses against you, her cock pulsing inside of you a few more times, and you gasp.

the moment you catch your breath, you burst into giggles.

"did you just cum again?" you ask. "twice in one minute, sev?!"

"fffuck offff." she mumbles against your tits.

"that.. was so hot." you say. she giggles now too.

"g'night."

"sevika." you tug her bun. "it's the middle of the day."

"i'm done. g'night."

"c'mon." you pout, gently tapping her cheek, trying to get her to open her eyes. "we'll have a warm shower and i'll make hot chocolate? with whiskey? we'll turn the phones off, okay? cuddle in bed a bit?" you bribe. she peeks one eye open.

"can i eat you out in bed?" she asks. you snort.

"i was thinking bed would be more like a nap, babe."

"mmm. can i eat you out in the shower?"

"you can eat me out after our nap."

"can i wake you up with it?" she asks, a sparkle in her eye. you roll your eyes.

"only if you actually let me sleep. and you try to sleep too, okay?" you ask. she nods. "one hour, at least." you demand. she pouts, but nods again, and you burst into laughter. "kiss." you voice your final demand. sevika grins, and leans in happily.

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#sevika #sevika imagine #sevika arcane #sevika x reader #sevika x you #sevika smut #soft sevika

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leclsrc · 1 year

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happy 2023 bestieee <3 could i get some charles angst please? i love hurting <3

overly sincere – cl16

It should be easy to break a habit, but this one isn’t.

auds here... crunching the last of these reqs bahshha, title from this. edited a bit for clarity x <3

Charles always knocks on a door before he enters a room. It’s not weird, but it sometimes is.

It happens with the new intern, who stutters out a did you just knock on the fridge? And then immediately apologizes for the lack of professonalism. He politely waves him off, says it’s okay, but again he doesn’t answer the question. He just retrieves the bottle of water inside and exits the kitchen, rubbing a hand over his face, the same hand he used to knock on the fridge.

Then he knocks on the bathroom door that’s half-open, and now it’s Yuki asking, teasingly, beside Pierre. “It’s open,” he jokes, “no need to knock.” And Charles laughs, shakes his head as if to say I’m just out of it, and ducks into the toilet. He misses the way Pierre’s gaze lingers on him, dark with concern. But hears the hushed conversation from where he’s splashing his face with tap water. When he exits, there’s no more mention of the knock.

He knocks again on the oven door before he shoves a tray inside. Isa’s head cocks to the side, inquisitively almost, but she smiles tight-lipped. He thinks she’s answered her own question in her head. She leans on Carlos’ shoulder, and Charles watches them, alone, as the room fills with the smell of bread. He knocks again before he takes the foccacia out.

It’s rare, he thinks, it’s rare and strange and amazing to have picked up a habit so difficult to stop. He’s got many—the sign of the cross, the click of his tongue, the cigarette every time he drinks something with bourbon in it. But this habit will never die, and he fears it’s because he’s not trying to kill it, because killing it means losing the only fragment of you he has left.

You just knocked on the car door, he’d said incredulously then when you climbed in beside him.

You looked up, met his eyes. What about?

He scoffed. You don’t knock on car doors.

You laughed, oh, I knock on every door.

Every door? Every door.

He hummed. Why?

You shrugged. I dunno. If there are any spirits inside, they know I’m there.

That’s bullshit.

I’m superstitious, so everything is bullshit to me.

He’d teased you then, thought of how obscure it must’ve been, how tiring it could’ve been to explain why you knocked on every single door. But now he does it, too, not only because he’d adopted your behavior then, but also because the sound of knuckle hitting surface reminds him so much of you. Of your pretty smile, your laugh, the letters you left him on bluish early mornings.

He will knock on the fridge because it reminds him of the way you did, the sing-songy way your fist hit the metal before you swung it open to retrieve breakfast or a beer. It reminds him of mornings, nights in your kitchen, where he was finally himself, a chef in his own right. It reminds him of your favorite brand of milk, the way it was never dairy but instead always oat or almond.

He knocks on the bathroom door because of how often you did it, and how it became somewhat of an alarm clock to him. The sound of your hand meeting the wood woke him in the morning, and alerted him to bedtime at night. And he’d follow you inside, kissing your face, laughing if your eyes met in the mirror while brushing your teeth, fucking you in the shower.

The oven is knocked on because you’d made up a silly story about how the monsters in your flat lived not under the bed, but inside the massive oven. He remembers all your silly inside jokes that he’s now had to unlearn, to find unfunny, to stop referencing because really, nobody else gets it. They just laugh out of pity. So still he knocks, remembers your stories, remembers the kisses when the bread burned.

Charles realizes he’s made up of so many people he’s met, but you especially. Each knock sends another aching memory to his brain: knocking on your first flat, on the cage of your first dog together, on his parents’ house to make a big announcement. You’d become such a big part of him that now, he’s the fool who knocks on the oven. Now, he’s the guy who knocks on the fridge and open doors and cars and anything he needs to swing open.

So when his date, the pretty blond girl who’s friends with Lando, asks amusedly, “Why are you knocking on the fridge?” He finds himself mute, unable to form a proper answer for her. He just shrugs, mutters something in French so she can switch the topic to his fluency in it, and like that, the situation is defused.

And he should be angry that he’s such a fool, but he doesn’t think he could be.

He knocks on his own bedroom door, his own sanctuary, his own safe space, like it’s a stranger’s room housing a stranger’s bed. But this time, he knocks not because of you, or your stories, or your kisses, no, not those. In fact, it’s for the same reason you knocked in the first place. So if there were any spirits, they’d know he was there. But he’s not wary of the dead. Charles has befriended grief, and has known that, in the same way the dead are never really gone, the living can become ghosts, too. Figments, imprints of the past, like dust on the wall or whiffs of perfume. So when he burrows into his sheets that still smell of you, he thinks the knocking is useless.

Because, like every figment appearing to a human, Charles finds he can still feel, hear, smell you, so pointedly he can almost touch you, there in the corner of the room where you placed the engagement ring back in his hand and left his life behind quietly.

#f1 #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagines #charles leclerc drabble #charles leclerc smut #f1 x reader

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formulalfc · 7 months

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hear me out!!! lance x virgin!reader where they are dating and they haven’t really done anything yet and she goes to a race with him and it’s also the first time they stay the night together and seeing him shirtless in just his boxers does something to her and she is like “i feel weird.” and lance is like “baby whats wrong” and she is liek “it’s tingly down there like idk” and lance is like “ohhh…” and he touches her for the first time and by the end of it she is like i did NOT know that’s what that felt like.

omg i am loving this, thank you for your req and i hope you like!!

okay so you guys have like just got back to your hotel room after the vegas gp and you're so glad to be back because you've been feeling weird for a while now. like when you were watching lance race you just like couldn't sit still and you have this like weird feeling in your belly that you've never had before. and so as soon as you get back you flop down on the bed, eyes following lance as he shuffles around the room and you start to feel a bit better, content now that you're back in a safe space without loads of people around you. but when he starts to undress that weird feeling comes back again, you're getting frustrated cause you can't figure out why you feel like this but you know it has to be something to do with your boyfriend. and so of course you speak up and tell lance that's somethings wrong and he goes into full mother hen mode, feeling your head for a temperature asking you how you felt. and you're telling him that you feel really tingly in your stomach when you look at him and you don't know what it is. you see the look of realisation cross his face and he's kinda smiling to himself as he tries to figure out a way to explain. but instead he tells you he can make you feel better and to lie down and trust him. and he's taking your clothes off and you're a bit confused at first, not really sure on how that's going to help, until he's gently caressing you from over your panties and you feel soooo much better now that he's making you feel good. and you finish sooo quickly cause he's so good at what he's doing, and he's asking you if you feel better or if you want to carry on, cause he will go take a cold shower if you don't want to do anymore. but you're looking at him and telling him you want him and so he's getting you ready for him, loving look in his eyes the whole time. and he's kinda emotional cause like you trust him so much and he really appreciates it cause he has always had to work so hard for peoples trust and approval and here you are letting him take complete control of the whole situation. when he feels like you're ready for him he's so slow and gentle with it, taking it as slowly as he can, pressing kisses all over your face to distract you from any pain you might be feeling. and when he's finally in you both groan cause it feels so good and your urging him to move and he does but he keeps it all soft and slow but he's making sure to hit that spot with every thrust. after you guys are finished you're just lead their in complete shock before rolling over to tell him you had no idea that sex was that good or you would have done it wayyy sooner. and he's laughing and pulling you into him and realising that he's definitely so in love with you.

inbox is open send me some ramble requests <3

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nogenderbee · 2 months

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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝔸𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕖 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Heya heya! I'm not sure if requests are still open, but I would like to send one^^

So, Kanade Yoisaki and Saki Tenma(separate) x reader, the scenario is that the reader just suddenly has a burst of affection towards the specific character, and then the reader just decided to randomly pepper them with kisses all over their face out of impulse. How would they react?<3

Idk this silly req just suddenly popped into my silly delusional mind. Anyways, if you decide to do this request, please don't rush yourself and don't forget to take a break as well! Thank you in advance!! \(^o^)/

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Hey hey! They surely were when you ordered so yippie!! And I swear this request is so so cute!!! I literally adored writing it, so hopefully you'll like it just as much as I did <3

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ fluff

Affiliation with @virtualbookstore

You and Saki were just sitting next to each other in her room as she made new bracelets for both of you! This time, she had new hyperfixation, Hello Kitty! I mean... you two found 2 characters which were SO similiar to you two, so of course she had to made bracelets inspired by them!

"Here you go! Your bracelet's all done!"

She exclaimed when she was finally done with your bracelet. Now it was just hers left! But it seems like you had other plans... because since the middle of her making your bracelet, you were holding back on urge to just cup her face and pepper her with kisses! How could you not? She looked so adorable when she was focused!

So when she was about to reach out for another string to start new bracelet... you stopped her by sitting on her lap and doing just what you wanted~ Cupping her face and peppering her face with kisses.

Her reaction was simple giggle, as she moved her hands from desk to wrap around you and just enjoy the moment. She didn't even care if she'd have any lipstick marks, if she did, she'd just give you some as well!

"Hehehe~ Hey, not fair! My turn now!"

"Only 5 minutes passed... change after 10 minutes."

"You're so mean... Fine! But I'll be putting lipgloss on!"

Of course she wanted to spoil you too! And if you want to do the 10 minute change rule, she'd be happy to sit on this chair for next hour! She can't let you win after all!

If you also had lipstick on... it's safe to say both of your faces aren't your natural skincolor when you're done... but hey, you had fun! And it's also pretty cute, so why bother?

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@bleachtheidiot @prsk-krow @vodka-glrl @bad-the-an-enjoyer - come get your fashion lover~

Kanade was simply working on her newest song and responding to Nightcord members via the chat, while you were resting on bed and scrolled through your phone. It was really classic lazy date for you, but then... you suddenly got this sudden urge to remind your girlfriend how amazing she is.

So you got up from the bed to gently wrap your arms around her neck from behind and began peppering side, back and top of her head with kisses. And since her hair is white... if you had lipstick, it definitely was visible on her hair! But it only added to the cuteness when she looked at you with slight confusion on her face.

"Was I ignoring you...? I'm sorry... I could've focused on this song for a bit too long... I'm sorry, did you say anything?"

"No, no, you're fine. I just wanted to be a little affectionate with my loved one. Nothing wrong with that, right?"

Your statement caught her off guard and now possibly not only her hair was a little bit pink, but also her cheeks~ Look of confusion quickly got replaced with flustered one but she didn't dare to back away.

"Yes, of course..."

She's not the most affectionate person but as soon as you stop kissing her and loosen your hug a bit, she'll turn around and gladly hug you back, to let you know she's happy from the love you gave her, and want's to give you some as well! But she won't pepper you with kisses... that's just too tiring... but she will give you 2 or 3 kisses on nose and corner of your lips!

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@bleachtheidiot @prsk-krow @modyuki @virtualpoison @hakulivesformusic @hayillaaaaaaa - come get your noodle lover!

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sanguineterrain · 1 year

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may i pls request 12 + 63 for robin 🥺

i honestly do not remember what prompt list this was from YIKES but hi nika thank u for sending a robin req, ur a real one <3

12) “Take my jacket, it’s cold outside.” and 63) “Cross my heart and hope to die.”

robin buckley x fem!reader. love confessions and kisses :-) ft. wingman steve (king)

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One thing about snow in Hawkins is it never falls halfway.

Your parents are away for the weekend and don't know about the two feet of snow that hit last night. You've been content ignoring said snow and staying curled up in the house. You study, watch movies, and make hot chocolate. A whole pot of it, in fact. Snow days are great when you don't have to dig out the car.

You hear a scraping sound outside, like plastic on pavement. You turn off the stove and open the curtain.

It's Robin. She climbs the hill your neighborhood sits upon. She drags a large, green shovel behind her.

She's also nowhere near appropriately dressed for a Hawkins winter. Clad in only a windbreaker and a hat, you know Robin has to be freezing.

You pull on your heavy duty winter coat and scarf and head outside.

"Robin!" you call and start to unravel your scarf.

She looks up. You wonder how she walked all the way here from her house.

"Oh!" She pushes a couple strands of hair out of her face as you approach, cheeks flushed with cold. "H-hey, Y/N."

You stop in front of her, arms crossed.

"What are you wearing?"

She looks down, then at you.

"A... sweater?"

"Exactly! A sweater. It's below freezing. Here, take my jacket. Or my coat. Which do you want? I'll give you my coat first. Should fit you—it's loose on me."

You shrug out of your coat and manhandle her arms through the sleeves. Then you take off your scarf. Robin catches your arm, eyes wide.

"Y/N, it's really okay. I've been shoveling all day, I barely feel the cold anymore."

"Well, that's not a good sign, Robs. Let me put the scarf, come on."

She obediently bows her head so you can wrap the scarf around her neck. Plumes of foggy breath mingle in the air between you. Robin's eyes are a little half-lidded when you're done.

"Thanks," she whispers.

You beam. "You're welcome. Come have some hot chocolate."

"Are you sure? I–I mean, I don't wanna interrupt anything. You're probably having dinner, right?"

You shake your head.

"It's still early. My parents are out for the weekend. You're not interrupting anything. And God, all that shoveling? You must be exhausted."

You take her bare hand in your gloved one and frown.

"Remind me to get you some gloves," you say, and lead her inside.

Robin lets you pull her in. You nudge her into a chair at the kitchen table.

"So," you say. "Marshmallows? Whipped cream?"

"Oh. Um, yes, please. Thank you."

You pour two cups and swirl whipped cream in both. Then you decorate with too many mini marshmallows. You serve the dessert drinks. Robin immediately goes for hers and cream smears on her nose and lips.

She sticks her tongue out and crosses her eyes.

"Do I have something on my face?"

You grin and get a paper towel. Robin stares at you, lips slightly parted as you carefully wipe her face. You fold and toss the paper towel. Robin swallows.

"Th-thanks," she says.

"Sure thing," you reply, feeling a little warm. "Are you cold?"

"No, I'm okay. Your coat is really warm."

"Isn't it? I got it on sale at Sears. I could get you one too if you'd like. I'm a fiend for bargains."

Robin snorts.

"What!" you say. "I am!"

"Nothing, nothing. You're just really nice."

"Robin Buckley, you smooth talker. I do believe Steve is rubbing off on you."

She rolls her eyes. "God, I hope not. We were supposed to shovel together and then three streets before your neighborhood, he said he had to go home. I didn't take the ride; I've been making good money."

"But your fingers are like Otter Pops," you fret, taking her hands in yours.

Robin's cheeks are red again. You stand to feel her forehead.

"You're all flushed, Robs. Do you feel sick? I can make some tea. I also have a box of Hothands."

"N-no," she squeaks, blinking up at you. "I'm okay, really."

"Well, we can call Steve, if you like. I'm sure he'd be willing to pick you up—"

"No!"

Your brows raise. Robin shifts in her seat.

"Um, what I mean is, he's probably busy, you know? Like super busy. He had to drop everything and go so, like, it's not a big deal."

"It's not a big deal that he ditched you?" you ask. "But you guys are best friends. Why would he do that? And right before you had to climb the hill to my house?"

Robin twists her ring around her pointer finger.

"Yeah, weird. But you know, Steve has his whims. He's a... whimsical guy."

You squint. "Did he say why he ditched?"

"Uh, no, no. But like I said, it doesn't really matter."

"Well, you can stay as long as you want. I'd drive you myself but my parents have the car."

"That's okay." Robin smiles. "I like drinking hot chocolate with you."

"I have cookies! Oh my gosh, let me get those out. You'll love these. I made them yesterday."

You flit about the kitchen, getting out plates and the tin of sugar cookies. Robin takes off your and her winterwear, draping them over the chair. Then she unzips her windbreaker, revealing a smart red sweater with snowflakes printed on it and a lace collar.

"That's pretty," you say and take the plates of cookies over.

"Oh, this?" She pushes a loose curl behind her ear. That's when you notice the sparkly red barrettes.

"Those are too!" you gush. "You got all dressed up for shoveling snow?"

"Um... kinda."

You hum. "It's so unlike what you normally wear, Robs. Do you have a date or something?"

"No," she says weakly. "No date."

"Well, any girl would be lucky to have you," you say.

She perks up. "Really?"

"Of course!"

You know Robin's been pining for that Vickie girl in school. And you're okay with that. Robin doesn't even know you're an option, after all. You can't blame her for pursuing other people.

Robin takes a bite of cookie.

"Shit," she says. "These are amazing."

You grin. "I'm glad you like them. I'll give you some to take."

She chews for a bit, then suddenly sets down the cookie.

"Hey," Robin says. "Can I... can I tell you something?"

"Always."

"Okay." She takes a deep breath. "Okay, just... please promise me that if you don't feel the same you won't... we won't stop being friends."

You tilt your head. "Feel the same? Robs, what are you—"

"Please?" she begs. "Please promise me."

"I promise, Robs. We literally fought a DnD monster last year. Nothing could make us stop being friends. Cross my heart and hope to die."

Robin chews her lip hard. She fidgets with her collar.

"Nancy helped me pick this sweater out," she says. "This morning."

"Nancy? Uh, okay... what does that have to—"

"Steve didn't ditch me," she blurts.

You shake your head. "I don't understand."

"I wore this sweater for you."

"For me?"

"I like you, Y/N," she says quietly. "I really, really like you. I didn't choose to shovel this neighborhood by accident. And I'm so nervous around you so Steve suggested I find an excuse to see you and then it snowed and I thought, maybe I can shovel your driveway and I'll finally have a real conversation and stop chickening out! But–but then you gave me your coat and brought me hot chocolate and oh my God, you're like the sweetest girl ever and I really, really like you and—"

"Robin."

She stops, eyes wide. You crouch so you're level with her chair.

"Sorry," she whispers.

You shake your head.

"Sorry for what?" you ask with a smile.

And you kiss her.

Robin makes a surprised noise but she doesn't pull away. Her fingers are cold on your cheek so you cover them with your hands to warm her up. She tastes like hot chocolate and icing. Her lips are chapped and you know her habit of picking at them, so you take care not to tug too hard with your teeth.

She hums, soft and low, and you understand. It feels like you fit.

"Do Steve and Nancy like sugar cookies?" you ask when you pull away.

Robin's brows furrow. "Steve definitely does. Why?"

"Well, I feel like they should get a treat for the parts they played."

Robin grins slyly. "Do I get a treat? I feel like I played a huge part in this, too."

You bite your lip through a smile and tug Robin forward by the collar of her sweater. She catches herself on your arms, blush high on her cheeks.

"Of course you do, Robs. You get all the treats you want."

#robin buckley x reader #robin buckley fanfic #robin buckley x you #robin buckley x y/n #robin buckley imagine #stranger things imagine #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things x reader #inbox #blurb #this has been in my drafts for three freaking months 🙈#justice for my girl #LESBIANS!

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buckrecs · 1 year

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2022 Bucky Barnes Fic Rec 8

All of them are COMPLETE Series.

masterlist | req masterlist

✨ - fav fics

status - Completed

1. The Winter Ghost by @msmarvelwrites

Bucky x Reader

A Devastating car crash causes you to lose your memory and start over. The only thing left in the wreckage was the horrific nightmares which plagued your mind. If you knew what today would entail you would have just stayed in bed. But you didn’t and because of that, everything you knew was about to change.

2. A Moment of Your Time by @stevesbestgirl

Mob!Bucky x Reader

A soulmate AU where the headstrong reader realizes that she’s meant to love the brutal mob boss of New York City, James Buchanan Barnes. She doesn’t want to be a part of organized crime and she doesn’t want to rely on anyone, but how do you ignore your soulmate?

3. Gunslinger by @ghostofskywalker

Mob!Bucky x Bounty Hunter!Reader

The bitter reality was this: you did what you had to do to survive. And if that meant going head to head with the most feared mob boss of the city, so be it.

4. Code Words by @cinebration

Bucky x Mutant!Reader

Bucky crosses paths with someone who reminds him of his time as the Winter Soldier.

5. Bring Him Back by @tokoyamisstuff

Bucky x Enhanced!Reader

The Winter Soldier gets triggered and you are the only one who’s able to calm him down. You soon realize that even this part of your boyfriend can be soft and caring…

6. Scars by @tokoyamisstuff ✨

Bucky x Reader

Based on the Soulmate Prompt where whatever you write on your skin, it appears on your Soulmate’s.

7. lost and found by @dolcezzasfantasy

TVA Agent!Bucky x 40s!Reader

you are arrested for crimes against the sacred timeline, but there is much more to the tva than you could have ever thought possible.

8. Shameless by @unabashedcandymaker

Bucky x Reader

Filled with Angst, just wanna get that out in the open before you start this endeavor. But it’s also got a lot of smutty goodness, so…tread lightly? Like, mostly smut. Bucky has some serious self-worth issues and Reader is always there for Bucky, in any way he may need her, even if her selflessness is bordering on the line of torturing herself to take care of him, to be anything and everything he needs.

9. You Saved Me by @buckywintersoldierbarnes2017

Bucky x Pregnant!Reader

You find Bucky after the events of ‘Winter Soldier’ have taken place and you help to re-introduce him to the world. Over time you become close and you enter into a relationship. Everything is perfect but on the day you find out you are pregnant with his child Steve Rogers turns up and everything changed.

10. Run Away With Your Footsteps | 2 by @lowkeybxrnes

Bucky x Avenger!Reader

After the events of The Winter Soldier, the reader (an avenger) goes out to find Bucky for Steve. When she finds him, he has his own apartment and trying to live a normal life. He begs her not to tell the captain. She stays to watch over him and they kind of fall in love. Later, Steve finally finds them looking angry because she went MIA.

11. Flowers Bloom by @revengingbarnes

Bucky x Reader Soulmate AU

Whenever someone is injured, flowers bloom on their soulmate at the area of the wound. She is born with flowers around her entire left shoulder.

12. Stepping Up by @i-am-a-closet-fanfic-fiend ✨

Bucky x Reader

When Steve can’t go with you to your cousin’s wedding, he sends Bucky in his place. What happens when more than one person assume you’re dating?

13. Cuddles & Cocoa by @sparklefics

Bucky x Reader College AU

"I take it you’re here cause you read my letter." & "I'm sitting here, with this stupid pen in my hand, and damn I can't believe you have me writing right now."

14. Not The Time by @notimetoblog

Bucky x Doctor!Reader

After not seeing Bucky Barnes in what felt like forever you find yourself with him in the middle of a chaotic situation. Definitely not the time to reminisce about your past with him.

15. Bucky’s Bistro Dates by @wonderlandmind4 ✨

Bucky x Reader

A Bistro owner is witness to Bucky Barnes bad dates.

16. Premonitions by @beckzorz

Bucky x Reader

On Halloween, your clairvoyant niece leads you straight into Bucky Barnes. It could not have gone worse.

16-2. Premonitions 2 by @/beckzorz

Bucky x Reader

It’s been over a year since you met Bucky, and you couldn’t be happier. If only you could figure out why your precognitive niece is burying you in abstract crayon art…

17. No More Sex! by @alphaabucky

Bucky x Reader

and Bucky have a petty little argument, making you frustrated and ending the argument completely saying “fine! Fine! You know what? No physical contact! No nothing for… for 2 months!!”. For the first week it got hard, but then he started playing cruel, teasing games; and you being you can’t help but play a game of your own.

18. What Happens in Vegas by @bionic-buckyb

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

AU Drab Series.

19. Better by @captainscanadian ✨

Doctor!Bucky x Doctor!Reader

Dr. James Barnes has it all: a loving family, caring best friends, and a successful career as one of the best heart surgeons in New York. He has everything he ever wanted his whole life… well, almost everything. One thing he never thought he could ever have was Y/N Y/L/N. She may have been a lot of things, but he loved her because she made him better.

20. Forgotten Love by @thundering-barnes

Bucky x Hydra!Reader

You’re new to the Avengers. In joining the team, there’s a lot that no one yet knows about you. And there’s some unusual tension between you and a certain brunet. Under a pseudonym and with completely fresh start, and background, you hope for a chance at a new life. A better life. But how long will it last before someone figures out the life you’ve hidden away?

21. A Benched Bucky 2 3 4 by @dabblinginmarvel

Bucky x Reader

Due to her health conditions, Bucky is very protective over the girlfriend his team doesn’t know about.

22. All Those Who Wander by @avengerofyourheart

Bucky x Reader Travel AU

After a traumatic injury and honorable discharge from the military, Bucky Barnes finds himself wanting to travel and get lost in some of the most iconic cities of the world. One night he stumbles upon a girl who sparks something inside him and he finds himself following in her footsteps. How far will he go to find her and what will he discover about himself along the way?

23. Some Sunny Day by @tricksters-captain

TFATWS!Bucky x Avenger!Reader

Before the Blip, you and Bucky were close. After you both returning and Tony’s funeral, you decided to go back to your home town to spend time with your family. When duty calls, you return.

24. detectives-in-love by @real-jane

Detective!Bucky x Reader

detective barnes and his partner are the star team at precinct 75. one threat could tear it all apart.

25. Birth of a team by @writingsoftheloser

Bucky x Agent!Reader

When a threat arises into Shield, (Y/n) is called on the case. What happens when she is flanked by none other than Sergeant Barnes?

26. Under Pastel Skies by @redgillan ✨

Writer!Bucky x Artist!Reader

Bucky doesn’t need anyone, especially not a sugar baby. He isn’t that desperate... but she smiles so sweetly and she's endearingly awkward, and he’s so lonely. She’s an artist, a painter, the type of person who always puts others before herself. Throwing caution to the wind Bucky offers her a place to live, a place where she can finally paint whatever her heart desires. He doesn’t need much in return; a friend, a muse.

27. Mr Hollywood by @buckybabybaby

Actor!Bucky x Teacher!Reader

Bucky Barnes, an underpaid teaching assistant in a small English village, dreams of a movie career back in his home country of America. He finally gets the break he’s always wanted, and if it wasn’t for you, his best friend, he wouldn’t have been able to take it.

28. Memories by @the-bau-quinjet

Bucky x Avenger!Reader

You were captured by Hydra. What did they do to your memories?

29. Careful Soldier by @wxntersoldiers

40s!Bucky x Reader

bucky is off to war but someone catches his eye just before he leaves

30. Live Wild by @redgillan

Detective!Bucky x Reader

Reader and her friends are in a store when a group of men come to rob the place. Reader finds a hiding place and call the police. Detective James Barnes will help her through this terrifying situation.

31. Save Me by @espinosaurusrexex ✨

Bucky x Reader College AU

Bucky Barnes has never had it easy, which ultimately turned him into a caveman-like introvert with no desire to see the positive side of life. But what happens when the clumsily charming art student, Y/N, stumbles to his rescue, determined to show Bucky how truly wonderful the world is?

32. i’d never hurt you | 2 by @sunflowersteves

Bucky x Civilian!Reader

you met Bucky in the markets in Bucharest and start dating. What happens when Captain America and the Falcon show up?

33. Unknown Caller by @sagechanoafterdark

Bucky x Reader

You should always answer an Unknown Caller, you never know when it’s important. After a late morning call puts you back on a path you’d long strayed from, you find yourself caught up in old feelings for James Barnes.

34. Summer Plans by @notimetoblog ✨

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

Planning a trip with Bucky takes a turn when someone new comes into his life. Will it all change or can you still manage to have the perfect summer you planned?

35. To Make A Soldier Blush by @justreadingfics

Bucky x Avenger!Reader

You’re a new avenger and you have your own mission to accomplish: making Bucky Barnes blush everytime you see him.

36. Run To You by @bestofbucky

Mob!Bucky x Bodyguard!Reader

Mob boss Bucky Barnes hires you to be his bodyguard.

37. the warmth of winter by @captainsimagines

DBF!Bucky x Reader

You’re home for the holidays after landing your dream job. When your dad’s old army friend stops by for the month, he makes waves immediately. Your little vacation is disrupted… for better or for worse? Nobody has to know.

37-2. the warmth of the future by @/captainsimagines

It’s been two years since you fell in love with Bucky Barnes, and the holidays are just around the corner. With even more love, more friends, and more family in attendance, you and Bucky fully intend to enjoy these days with as little drama as possible. But that’s not always the case with a relationship like yours, is it?

38. Roses by @wlntrsldler

Bucky x Reader

Bucky tells Y/N he’s the Winter Soldier. The next day, he’s taken by the government and that’s the last Y/N sees of him… until they cross paths again. But what if Bucky doesn’t remember her?

39. i hate you but by @buckybarnesthehotshot ✨

Bucky x Avenger!Reader

bucky and y/n can’t stand each other, but y/n needs help with her sister’s kids (enemies to lovers au)

40. Words And Paper by @forever-rogue

Bucky x Lawyer!Reader

Y/N is a brilliant young lawyer who was hired by Tony Stark himself. She didn’t expect half of the things that would happened, but she was sure glad Bucky happened.

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tlouadditc · 10 months

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welcome to brook's blog ... <3

➴ about me .... !!

twenty-one. leo. she/her. femme lesbian. african american/blk.

leo sun, virgo moon, scorpio rising

currently tlou2 obsessed and writing for ellie and abby. willing to take reqs too, so send me some asks!! <3

‼️ SUPPORT PALESTINE. ‼️

➴ rules

ofc, this is a 18+ blog, so no minors EVER. if i see you [minors and ageless accounts] follow me, it's an immediate block. that being said, i don't check my followers every 6 seconds. but this is your first and ONLY warning.

i am also a lesbian, which means i write lesbian targeted content. men should not be on here. you will also be blocked if i see you. <3

➴ masterlist

#tlouadditc #brook speaks.. i think #abby anderson smut #ellie williams smut #the last of us smut #ellabs #teehee!

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munson-blurbs · 2 years

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dear slim, I wrote you but you still ain’t callin,

Req:

reader is the oldest of many siblings and is in college, eventually drops out of college to help more. readers single parent (can be mom or dad) relies heavily on reader to do things for the younger siblings, pick them up for school, make supper etc. any entertainment for the kids is purely on the readers dime but it all goes unnoticed. She finally decides to do something for herself and is scrutinized by her parent for not being there. Eddie comforts her during all of this and helps in anyway he can. Telling her she is worth more than just being a rely on for her parent.

Stan.

@trashmouth-richie 🫥💕

Here it is, bb <3 I hope you like it!

Warnings: absent parent, some language

WC: 1.6k

Thank you to @firefly-graphics for the phoenix dividers!

You didn't realize that the day could already feel long at 7:30 AM until you had to raise your younger siblings.

"Let's go! Up and at 'em!" You try to sound chipper as you rouse your 10-year-old sister and 8-year-old brother. "Time for school, you little gremlins!"

Annie squints at you, grimacing at your wake-up call. "Five more minutes," she grumbles, pulling the covers to her chin.

"You said that five minutes ago," you remind her, exasperated. "C'mon, I can't be late for work again or Keith is gonna fire me."

Your sister begrudgingly obeys, and you breathe a sigh of relief before battling the demon that is your little brother. "Wake up, Nicky," you call out, only to be met by a pillow chucked at your head. It narrowly misses your glasses, and you march over to him angrily.

"Get. Up," you hiss, wrenching the blankets off of the pajama-clad boy, "or I will loudly announce to your class that you're late because you wet the bed." The threat works, with Nicky dressed and downstairs in a flash.

Your mom is in the kitchen, talking to Nicky while running around to gather her wallet and keys.

"Ask your sister to make you pancakes," she's saying absently. "I'm sure she won't mind."

You clear your throat. "Actually, today's menu includes cereal or...cereal," you report. There's no time for anything beyond that, anyway.

"But I...want...pancakes!" Nicky cries, stomping his feet on the tile floor.

Your mom rolls her eyes as Annie strolls in. "Oh, and don't forget to pick them up from school today."

"Got it," you reply tersely, pouring some Cheerios into a bowl despite Nicky's wailing protests. She's out the door before you can say anything else.

After school drop-off, which somehow happens on time, you drive yourself to work. Pulling on your ugly Family Video vest, you make your way into the store.

Wednesdays are the worst because you're stuck with Keith for the day. Steve has off today, and Robin doesn't come in until you leave, which means your shift will drag.

"Morning," you mutter. Keith unsurprisingly doesn't even respond. He barely says a word to you until an hour into the day.

"Oh, I need you to cover the first half of Robin's shift," he tells you casually. "She called in sick and Steve can't make it in until 4."

You shake your head. "Sorry, Keith," you say, though you're not the least bit apologetic. "I pick up my siblings from school, remember?"

Your manager gives a little laugh. "Okay, well, how about this," he leans in closer to you with a sneer. "You cover the shift, or you never work another day here again."

"But...I need this job." Your mouth goes dry, and you feel your palms moisten with sweat. Everything the kids needed beyond food, clothes, and shelter--whatever your mom was legally obligated to provide--fell on you. You'd just spent a third of your last paycheck sending Annie on a field trip to the zoo.

Keith just shrugs, heading into the break room to snag a bag of chips from the vending machine.

Fuck. You can't lose your job, but you also can't afford after-school childcare. Your chest tightens, making you feel like you're breathing through a coffee stirrer. Blinking back tears, you run through your options: you can leave work and hope that Keith is in a forgiving mood, you can use the extra cash you make to pay for the childcare, or you could beg your mom to pick up Annie and Nicky. The fact that you'd have to plead with her to take care of her own kids leaves a sour note in your stomach.

"Hey, Y/N!" a familiar voice pulls you away from your thoughts. You glance up to see your best friend, Eddie Munson, burst through the doors. "Sorry it's a little late, but could you waive the--whoa, what's wrong, sweetheart?"

You can't hold back anymore, and the dam bursts. Tears stream down your face and plop onto your shoulders. "It's t-too much," you sob. "I can't k-keep running myself ragged like this." You explain your problem through heaving breaths, Eddie rubbing your back comfortingly.

"Why don't I pick up the little rug rats?" he asks gently. "I can stay with them until you get home."

You shake your head. "No, I couldn't ask you to do that, Eds," you murmur.

"You're not," he replies with a laugh. "Technically, I'm asking you."

You offer him a wry smile. "Are you sure? I don't wanna put you out."

"Positive," Eddie says. "Let me do this for you, okay?"

"Okay," you agree hesitantly. "Pick-up's at 2:30; if you get there later than 2:45, they'll charge for after-school care."

Eddie contorts his face, making you giggle. "Jeez, really? Don't worry, I'll be there at 2:30 sharp." He gives a little salute, and you roll your eyes playfully.

"I owe you," you promise him, taking the VHS from his ringed fingers. You feel a spark of electricity as your hands touch.

"Nah," he smiles, "just waive that late fee for me, will ya?"

After your extended shift, you trudge through the front door. Dinner tonight will probably be something from a can, and as much as you can barely stomach the thought of Spaghetti-os or Chef Boyardee, you're too exhausted for anything more strenuous.

The scent of burgers and fries wafts past your nose. When you walk into the kitchen, you see Eddie sitting at the table with Annie and Nicky. Your siblings have kids' meals, and Eddie's chowing down on a bacon cheeseburger. The three of them are laughing so hard you'll worry they'll choke.

"Y/N!" Eddie calls out excitedly. "You're home!"

"Yup!" You muster up a tired smile. "You're relieved of your babysitting duties, sir."

Nicky speaks up from his seat. "Eddie was just telling us about how he broke his leg trying to crowd surf at one of his concerts." The mention of the story sends him into another fit of giggles.

"I remember that," you say. "What were you thinking?"

"I wasn't," Eddie responds, shaking his frizzy mane. He looks over at the grease-soaked bag on the table. "Oh, here--this one's for you." He pulls out a burger and a side of curly fries. "I specifically asked for curly, because those are your favorite."

Your heart melts at the kind gesture. "Thank you," you murmur. "How much did it cost?" you ask, reaching into your bag for your wallet.

"Um...seven million dollars," Eddie replies cheekily.

"I'm serious!"

"So am I!" But he can't help but chuckle. "I'm tellin' ya, this inflation thing is out of control."

You shelve your response, too tired to argue with him now. Instead, you turn to your siblings. "Did you two finish your homework?" Their silence answers for them. "Go to it; let me know if you need any help." They scamper into the living room, leaving you and Eddie alone.

"You're free to get home, if you want," you mutter, taking a bite of your burger. It's the best thing you've ever tasted. "Or you can stay. I don't wanna keep you..."

"Do you even know how amazing you are?" he blurts out without thinking. "I never met someone who did so much for other people."

"I mean," you stammer, "I-I kinda have to." You gesture to the living room. "My mom doesn't take care of them like she should."

"But that's the thing," Eddie insists. "You shouldn't have to. You shouldn't have had to drop out of college to pick up extra shifts at work so you can pay for their stuff. You shouldn't have to be at your mom's beck and call for free childcare. You shouldn't have to constantly pick up the pieces when she makes mistake after mistake."

You gaze at the ground, unable to meet his big brown eyes. "I guess I just want to be the big sister I wish I had when I was their age," you admit. "I wish there was someone looking out for me the way I do for them."

"I'll take care of you," Eddie says softly. "That's all I've ever wanted, if you'll let me."

"It's not just me, though," you tell him. "It's me and Annie and Nicky. At least until they're old enough to take care of themselves."

"Okay, so then I'll take care of the three of you." He says it without any hesitation, like he's been waiting for you to ask. "I can help out with pick-ups, and dinners, maybe throw together a PB&J sandwich for their lunches..."

"Why?" you utter suddenly. "Why would you do that for me...for us?"

Eddie rests a hand on your thigh. "Because I love you," he confesses. "and it breaks my heart watching you give so much of yourself to others and not getting the same in return."

You're stuck on his initial statement. "You...love me?" you squeak out. Surely he just means as a friend, right?

He nods. "Love you so much; always have, always will." And he leans into you, his plush lips meeting yours for a soft kiss. The hand not on your thigh reaches up to cup your cheek. "Was...was that okay?"

You nod breathlessly. "It was more than okay, Eddie. And...I love you, too." It feels so good to say, and even better when his face splits into a grin.

"Really?"

"Mhm," you say, your smile matching his. "Always have, always will."

#eddie munson #eddie munson fluff #eddie x reader #eddie x you #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x f!reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson stranger things #stranger things #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things fanfic #fanfic #fluff #requests

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brailsthesmolgurl · 1 month

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HI BRAILS I HOPE YOURE HAVING A GREAT TIME AND THAT YOU'RE DOING WELL!!! I hereby announce that I shall send another req🙏

I have a ton of things to req about but I'll stick W the one that's been inside my head for a while.

Could U do a oneshot of the 3 boys having some relationship problems with mc? like the mc thinks that they're cheating on her and she gets rlly depressive and distanced, and she pinpoints that they want to break up W them and basically ignore them for months right after. and well the boys try to win her back, CAN BE DEPRESSING OR FLUFFY. me love angst frfr, (and ofc it's individual) fluff is appreciated cz I don't wanna cry again thanks /hj

ANYWAYYYY that's all!! again I hope you're doing amazing, eat well and stay safe🫶🏻🫶🏻

My love my love my love 🩷

Your thirst for angst and comfort is well noted and I shall provide you with what you want!

But I’m currently working on another one shot (slight angst but fluffy af 😉) so once I’m done with that I can get started with your idea!

Thank you for always supporting me, commenting on my works and also yet again, requesting and giving me ideas for more storylines! I can’t make it here without u my love 🩷🤭

I wish you are blessed and happy as well🩷🩷

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journey-to-the-attic · 2 months

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Hi! so i’ve been wanting to send an ask but life got busy..

First of all, thank you so much for doing my infernal friends au request! It was so cute and i just want to pinch Ik and Luke’s cheeks because they way you describe them makes me have cuteness aggression, they’re just hefhdhqdewefjwfenfqen. I also laughed at how Ik would leave Luke or Simeon to do the knocking when trick or treating because that’s actually something i’ve experienced before as i have been in Luke and Simeon’s position many times. So it was nice and funny to see that happened to those two as well.

Second of all, I did your quizzes and i got Wiz and Professor Kaz! And honestly? Im quite happy with my answers, although what is a spirit level? I was and still am confused about that one. (Btw i think the reason why the pigeons are chosen more than the parrots might be because of your other infernal friends au request where Ik has undoubtedly become the Pigeon Emperor, all hail her majesty ^_^)

Oh and btw about the Fnaf AU i asked about. So while i will make a seperate ask for it, im gonna mention some stuff first. The post where you show the Jtta cast as FNAF Security Breach cast drawings was my whole inspiration for this idea. And while i originally had it be based on the SB + Ruin game, i had thought about basing it from the original 6 games. Im still taking the SB + Ruin game direction but the 6 main games are something i’ve thought about but kinda gave up since im a bit confused on how it would work out. I havent actually thought about going the Fnaf movie direction so there’s some food for thought to think about later. I’ll explain more later in another ask!

And that’s all for now, hope you have a lovely day/night though!

- 🐧 anon

i'm looking forward to it - i'll try to do a little brainstorming of my own in the meantime! i'm glad you enjoyed your req too <3

as for a spirit level, it is THIS FELLA RIGHT HERE

you use them to determine whether surfaces are flat! though i will confess, i use mine more as a therapy toy, as i do veeery little carpentry/brickwork/etc, etc. in my everyday life

#answering asks #anon asks #🐧 anon #if any one was wondering the 'i heavily dislike it' answer for the spirit level question was mephisto

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ccalhoun · 2 years

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dwayne hoover x mute!male!reader

req: COULD YOU DO A DWAYNE HOOVER X MUTE MALE READER FLUFF? 😭 IM MUTE AND ITS SO HARD TRYING TO FIND ONES WITH MUTE READER (wattpad)

wc: 1.4k

warnings: male reader (he/him), mute reader, reader can be cis or trans it really doesn't matter, takes place before the movie, maybe second-hand embarrassment, awkward ending whoops sorry </3, kind of short

note: this was so fun to write tbh!!

cut for length!!

You get out of your parent's car, your notepad in hand as you got ready to have to deal with the hell that is school. You couldn't blame the bullies at school much, not many of them meet mute people in their lifetimes. You tried to use ASL but barely anyone knew it so you decided to just use a notepad and pen instead, you figured it was the main reason some kids made rude comments about it.

Your family had just moved to this town mid-school year, you hadn't minded it much since your family moved a lot but you were going to miss one of the friends you made in the town you were just in.

You walked into the office and wrote something down quickly, asking where the counselor's office is and showing it to someone at the front desk.

"What? can't talk?" She laughed after she spoke, her laughter dying down when she realized that you weren't joking. She quickly points you towards the office and goes back to work, filling out papers and such. You knock on the door before the counselor opens it, smiling at you when she sees your face.

"Hey, kiddo! What's up?" She says joyfully only to be met with you scribbling on your notepad, she frowned slightly before you showed her what you wrote. 'I need my schedule' written in big letters on the yellow paper. "Your schedule? Why won't you talk?" confusion rang in the counselor's voice. You pulled your notepad back to you and wrote again, this time saying that you're mute and don't talk, she nodded in understanding and invited you into her office. "What's your name?" She begrudgingly said as you sat down in one of the chairs.

You wrote it down and showed her, she typed the name into her computer and found your schedule, printing it out for you. As the page printed she turned her chair to be facing yours.

"You know, there's another mute student here, Dwayne Hoover. I think you two would get along, I'll call him down to give you a tour of the school," She turned back to her desk, not even noticing you shaking your head 'no' so she wouldn't call him down. She did some typing on her computer before pressing some numbers into the phone and telling whoever it was on the other end to send Dwayne Hoover down.

You waited awkwardly in the office while you waited for the supposed other mute to show up, you nervously twiddled with your thumbs when you heard a curt knock on the counselor's door.

"Oh, Dwayne! How good to see you again, this is a new student to the school that also happens to be mute. I was hoping you could take him on a tour of the school?" She said, standing up and grabbing papers she needed to deliver to another room. Dwayne just nodded and motioned for you to come towards him.

You stood up and followed him as he led you out of the counselor's office and down the hall. He made a writing motion with his hand, as if he was asking if he could talk to you through writing. You pulled out your notepad and wrote a small 'i'm m/n' written near the top. You handed the notepad to Dwayne and he read it, using his own pen to write 'dwayne' and hand the notepad back to you.

You two kept switching your notepad back and forth as you walked, ending up sitting down on a bench in the hall as you two communicated. He wrote down his house number and then wrote that you could call if you ever wanted to hang out, this turned into you two making plans to meet up after school so he could show you the music that he likes.

By the time you two were wrapping up your conversation the bell rang, so Dwayne walked you to your next class and went on his way. It was the third period when you two got done talking so you had to sit through the rest of the day waiting for it to be time to see Dwayne again.

At lunch, you saw him and sat next to him though you didn't talk as much. All you two wrote to each other was Dwayne asking if you wanted some of the apple slices he somehow got, you declined but told him you appreciated the offer. Lunch ended quickly after that, Dwayne walked you to your next class again and then left to his. You could barely focus in the rest of your classes thinking about what it would be like to hang out with Dwayne.

As the classes passed and the day got closer to 3:00 pm (15:00), you got more and more excited. When the bell finally rang, you rushed to the front of the school. Dwayne wrote that at the end of the day he would go to the front and look for you, he walked home from school every day so he didn't have to worry about if one of his parents would want to drive you to their house or not.

Just as Dwayne said he would be, he was in the front looking over the crowd of other kids to see you, he quickly found you and ran up to you, waving and motioning you to follow him just as he did the morning of that day.

You got the hint and started following him as you both walked to his house, you didn't write anything to him as you figured he'd still only want to focus on walking home instead of talking to you. It was a short walk, a little over half a mile. He frowned when he got to his house, embarrassed to introduce his family to you if they happened to notice that you two were there.

He made another notepad motion with his hands and you got the hint, pulling out your notepad and pen and handing it to him. He wrote for a bit and gave the notepad and pen back to you, standing and waiting for you to read it.

The note read, 'my family is embarrassing, you don't have to interact with them if you don't want to'

You understood where he was coming from but still wanted to meet them, you wrote your response before handing it back to Dwayne to read.

'that's ok, i get how embarrassing families go'. Dwayne handed it back to you and just shook his head with a small smile, leading you inside his house. At first, no one did anything, the house felt empty. Until you heard a door open and saw a little girl run out. She looked around 9 or 10, with big glasses. She squealed loudly when she saw you, then ran up to you and hugged your legs.

Her voice was going a hundred miles per hour, talking way too fast for you to even get anything she was saying. Eventually, she slowed down and was able to get out what she had been trying to say the entire time.

"Hi! I'm Olive, I'm Dwayne's little sister, are you Dwayne's friend? Can you stay the night?" Though her voice was calmed down, it certainly wasn't slowed very much. You nervously looked at Dwayne and he just motioned towards what you assumed to be his room, you nodded and smiled at his little sister. You waved a small bit before awkwardly getting her off your legs and getting into Dwayne's room. In his room he had his own note pad so he didn't have to get you to let him use yours, he got to his notepad and wrote something before showing it to you.

'sorry Olive is so hyper, I warned you about my family,' is what the note said, you just smiled a 'that's ok, i don't mind,' you wrote back. Dwayne went over to his collection of CDs and pulled a couple out, his favorites, before putting one of them into the CD player next to his bed. He wrote something on his notepad again before handing it to you, 'you can sit where ever, i don't mind' you nodded and handed it back.

Unsure of where to put your stuff, you took your shoes off and put them next to the door along with your backpack. You sat down on the edge of Dwayne's bed, next to where Dwayne sat down when you were taking off your shoes, and just listened to the music. You pulled out your notepad and wrote 'you have a good taste in music', handing it to him to read. He looked at you and smiled as he handed it back, writing down 'thanks' and a smiley face next to it on his own note pad.

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#ccalhoun #dwayne hoover #dwayne hoover x reader #dwayne hoover x you #mute reader #male reader

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mabelstone · 9 months

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Promises

matt stone x reader

part two of handsome stranger <3

masterlist ✧˖°.

note: i am such a sap this heals something deep within me. enjoy babies, hopefully gonna post more but don't hold me to that.. also sorry for all the typos in part one hehe. aiming to do some of your song reqs because there are SO MANY, anyway love ya

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Last night was more fulfilling than words could express and you couldn't stop reminiscing. The way he said your name, enunciating it with his accent, each vowel that dripped from his tongue sweet and thick like honey. He was so respectful, so obviously not trying to push any boundaries. You wanted so badly to touch him, to interlock your fingers, feel his lips on your own... only somewhat satiated when he hugged you goodbye, his big arms around you, so warm and gentle. He smelt so nice, not necessarily of cologne but maybe his sweet pheromones. It sounds weird when it's put like that but it's all you could think about.

Thats why you were thankful to be walking through your apartment door at 5pm sharp, a chance to see that sweet smile through the window again. You exchanged numbers last night but he hadn't messaged you yet. You were a little worried naturally that maybe he didn't enjoy you as much as you did him, but you tried your best to ignore the negative thoughts and enjoy your evening.

You opened your window and were surprised to see Matt leaning out of his, cigarette between his fingers as expected. Not wanting to disrupt him you eyed him for a moment, before walking away to start dinner. Then you phone buzzed.

Matt: She's home!

Matt: And she didn't even say hello

You giggled down at your phone, walking back to the windowsill to shoot him a shy smile that was reciprocated with a wave.

You: hello :)

Matt: What's for dinner?

You: what do you feel like?

Matt: I'm invited?

You: always

You glanced up to see him cheesing at his phone, looking up at you before clutching a hand over his chest. As someone who was very bold in her early twenties, this was incredibly vanilla for you, but something about him made you a whole new level of shy. You were worried to mess anything up with him already, and you'd only just formally met the guy.

His caller ID flashed across your screen, answering with your eyes locked on one another.

"I'm thinking something simple, like pizza," he beamed through the phone, his voice just as warm as the night before.

"Thank god, I have no food," you laughed, nervously fiddling with the cord of your blinds. "I'll send you some money if you know a good place."

"No, no, my treat to you." He offered, gesturing no with a wave of his hand. Oh no... you were going to fall hard for this man. "I'll go get it now and I'll bring it up to you. What do you like?"

"Uh, anything," you smiled down at your hands, now toying with the hem of your skirt. "I feel bad... I owe you one."

"You go get all cosy for me and we'll call it even." And with that he hung up, taking the final drag of his cigarette before waving goodbye and slipping back into his apartment.

You quickly collected yourself and got in the shower, that stupid grin not leaving your lips once. You opted for this nice white dress you owned considering he'd only seen you in your work clothes and pyjamas. You lit a few candles and put on some soft music in the background.

As a knock sounded from the door, Ho Hey by the Lumineers started playing. You rolled your eyes, how cliché. He was wearing a black shirt and jeans, nothing special, but wow. You played it cool while your organs were doing acrobats in your stomach, opting for a soft, "hi, Matt."

"Hey, pretty," he smiled as you moved out of the way for him, placing the pizza on the kitchen bench. "It smells so good in here," he sighed, eyes scanning over your apartment as he leant against the bench.

"Caramel," you smiled, grabbing a candle to hold to his nose. "I used to make them when I first moved here to pass the time."

"Do you have any spares?" He asked gently, eyes not leaving yours once.

"Mhm," you disappeared into another room to give him one with a ribbon wrapped around the jar. The look he gave you was incomparable, and for a second there, you were certain he felt the same. "So, what'd you get?" You tried to pierce through the delicious tension in the air that you were far too sober for.

"I didn't know what you liked, so I got one of each." He opened one of the boxes to reveal a full pizza with mismatched slices.

"That is so sweet," you swooned, fighting every urge in your body to not attack his lips with yours right then and there. "I- do you like wine?"

He made some comment about how he'll drink just about anything, which led to the most pointless yet captivating conversation about your social lives. You wanted to know everything and anything about him, he was singlehandedly the most magnetic person you'd met in this country.

✴︎✴︎✴︎

You'd been sat comfortably on your couch for 3 hours by this point, although it had only felt like 15 minutes. So comfortable, in fact, that your legs were now sprawled over his as he played with the charms on your bracelet.

"I'll be going back home for Christmas," you answered his question on what your plans for the holidays were. You felt kind of shitty considering he told you about how he doesn't see his own family much. He pursed his lips and nodded, to which you sat up beside him, hoping to lighten the mood with, "but I really wish I could see snow. It'll be summer in Australia."

"You've never seen snow?" He sounded shocked, brows furrowing in disbelief.

"Nope. Sometimes in winter there, the days are too warm to even wear a jumper. But the nights are freezing."

"Jumper?" He asked confused. This was what most of your night consisted of. You'd use a word that he didn't understand, which resulted in you americanising it.

"Sorry- sweatshirt." You laughed.

"Oh!" He laughed too, nodding. He'd eventually learn your tongue. Double entendre maybe? "But really? I practically lived in snow growing up in Colorado."

"I'm so jealous!" You groaned, throwing your head back dramatically. "I've always always wanted to, and of course I'm not gonna be here when I finally get the chance."

"Don't worry, kid." He reassured you, his hand finding the back of your head to smooth your hair down. "I'll take you to the snow someday."

"Yeah?" Your voice lowered as your eyes connected yet again, each of your different shades of green starting to be disappear behind growing pupils.

"Promise," he nodded, eyes shifting between your gaze and your lips, before the space between you diminished to nothing. You closed your eyes as you melted into him, his lips warm and soft, the vague smell of cigarette lingering intermittently. You moved together synchronously, his warm hands guiding you into his lap gently, your own finding themselves nestled in his hair, travelling down to cup his jaw. You parted your lips slightly in invitation, one he silently accepted as your tongues danced with one another, the feeling of his soft breaths tickling your upper lip. He tasted like wine, and he applied the perfect amount of pressure with his arm wrapped around your waist, tracing gentle circles into your sides.

You pulled away briefly, arms draping his shoulders as you grinned ear to ear, "I'll be holding you to that, you know."

"I'm a man of my word," he whispered, placing a chaste but sweet kiss to your lips. "You'll learn that, I promise."

awhhh so cute. sex next chapter lol xx

didn't proof read again, forgive me i'm lazy

#matt stone #matt stone x reader #matt stone smut

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STAR IM DEVASTATED so i have a priv twt acc right w some irls and this stay from stayville req-ed me a long time ago and i was soooo happy that i was mutuals w someone from stayville and i THOUGHT everything between us was cool? but today they unfollowed me and removed me as a follower and im devastated i dunno why they did that :((( i don't think they had a problem w me saying nsfw stuff cuz they previously tweeted things like "cancelling someone over saying smth nsfw abt an adult is stupid" and also ive seen them interact w nsfw minsung posts so i dunno if me tweeting smth like "i wanna suck flxs cock sooooo bad" couldve made them wanna break the mutual??? i dmed them too and i was like "heyy is there a reason you don't wanna be moots w me anymore </3" and not even minutes later they turned off their message perms and im devastated. its STUPID bcs they'd barely interact w me Sure but it felt nice to have a stay be my friend on my priv twt that's usually just for my irls and i </3 it's ironic that they did that too bcs just earlier today (before they broke the mutual) i noticed that my followers went down (i have a very low amt already. like. 25. not even joking) and i tweeted "yall dont wanan be friends w me anymore </3" bcs like. my followers are QUITE LITERALLY only my irls + a skz writer so i was (i think rightfully??) alarmed that the number went down!!!! man im just Sad about it and SIIIGH i know i shouldnt care so much bcs at the end of the day they're just a person online but the least they could've done was dm me back and explain why and GHFSDDSJHFKJADDSDSAAAAA you get me!?!! also im sorry i dropped this on you randomly feel free to ignore LMAAOOAOAO can i be 💫 anon? thank yew <3

(Adding 💫 to the anon list!!! Also fun fact that’s my favorite emoji of all time. Slay)

I feel like I’m the LAST person who should be giving advice abt this bc one of my mutuals and a very good friend of mine who I’d been talking to every day randomly blocked me on everything this week after me literally being there to console this person for every little thing and playing into this pretend homoerotic friendship we had even though she was clearly looking for another boyfriend and would get mad if I even called another girl pretty (???) I wish nothing but the absolute best for her but like…. The double standard is WILD. to not provide closure to a months-long friendship is just genuinely a very mean spirited thing to do imo.

(If she’s reading this, best of luck with everything and I hope you know I cared for you a lot more than you think I did. I distanced myself because you were clearly looking for someone to fill a void in your life that I could simply not fulfill, and I didn’t want to lead you on, nor be kept around like I wasn’t allowed to talk to other girls either. Regardless, I hope you know I used to sleep with my phone on full volume in case you called, and I deleted a page worth of poetry in my notes app for you I meant to deliver on your birthday. I also deleted your number so I have zero way of contacting you, but I will always be here if you need me. Take care and I love you always, I hope you still see me when you look up at the moon)

It’s not the first time I’ve lost an internet friend to the magical world of blocking, but fortunately the attitude I’ve developed towards it is that none of this is real!!! These are people on the internet miles away you’ve never met irl and they have no real impact in your life whether they remain following you or not. I’ve lost internet friends nearly a decade ago that I don’t even remember anymore. Better ones will come along!!! Especially stays! This fandom has so many beautiful remarkable people who are actually worth following and they wouldn’t cut you off like that. Sending so many positive vibes your way and I KNOW that the universe will send you some better mutuals. In the meanwhile I will be your internet bestie and I would never unfollow you for nsfw content or without some form of an explanation. And I also want to suck Felix’s dick. 🩷🫶

(I love you, don’t be so hard on yourself!!!! You’re wonderful, angel 🩷 anyone would be lucky to be moots with you)

#💫 anon #ask

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HI AUBURN!!!!!! dunno if we’re close enough moots for me to req this but could I mayhaps enter in Ashi for your 1.8k event?? 😳 (WHICH LIKE. GRATS BTW!!!! THATS CRAYCRAY POP OFF)

🤔 there’s this certain rewrite w her concerning Ghost Marriage so I was wondering if I could get a rewrite where

1.) when Ace barges in, he stops the marriage between her and Eliza instead of Idia and Eliza (and Ace gets EXTRA pissed)

2.) Ashi and Ace playing around w the ghost ring and a fake one

SOME CONTEXT ABOUT THIS EVENT REWRITE;

—Ashi cross dresses and shoots for Eliza right before the final group enters to try and woo her over (cuz she sees all the guys fail and she’s like “yyyeah. watch me pull this ghost lady better than y’all)

—she succeeds actually!!! she woos Eliza over w her W rizz and allows Idia to escape

—Her and Ace previously fool around w the ghost ring; causing a real and fake to get mixed up

—so guess what. she accidentally uses a fake ring instead of the one actually needed 😔 banishing no more

—NOW ASHI’S TRAPPED AND BOUND TO MARRY ELIZA!!!!!! (and Ace is left to blame)

ALSO JUST TO CLARIFY!!!!!! <333 I’d like it to be like....... besties but mutual pining yk 🙏 cuz they’re just besties so far at this stage (Ace is in denial)

NO SWEAT IF THIS IS TOO MUCH BTW!!!! I APPRECIATE IT NONETHELESS <3 gratsgrats again!!!

AAAAA dont worry ashi!!! your oc page is very detailed so i think i can write her right!! at least i hope so ^^" THANK YOU THANK OYU <3333 AAAAA!!!!!!!

thast literally so goofy i love ALL of this LMAO (mutual pining...rubbing my hands together evilly I GOTCHA!!!)

i read that thing about him calling you cherrypie and i think thats the cutest thing :(((( but he calls you goober here since that was on yuor oc page and i thought taht was funny LMAO

AND SINCE WE WERENT MOOTS WHEN YOUR BIRTHDAY WAS AROUND BUT IT WAS RECENT PLEASEE CONSIDER THIS A BIRTHDAY GIFT FROM ME TO YOU <3 i hope you had fun :D !!!

ASHI, ACE, AND THE MARRAIGE VOWS OF DOOM!!! (1.8k details)

Ashi isn’t sure how Ace acquired it (although it most likely came from a visit with Sam) but the grin on his face melts away her concern and leaves a giddy mischief in its place.

“Doesn’t it look just like that ring the Headmage wants to use to send that bride back to her realm?” Ace laughs, twirling it around the tip of his finger, “Can you imagine what would happen if someone were to switch out the rings?”

“Ace, c’mon!” Ashi shakes her head, giggling along with him.

His grin turns wicked, and before Ashi knows it he’s snatched the real ring right out of her pocket. She shrieks for him to give it back, hurling vicious insults such as “meanie” and “stupid,” but Ace doesn’t relent.

“Where is the real ring? I bet you’ll never guess.” he smirks, holding out his closed hands.

His eyebrows are doing that irritating thing he does when he’s feeling a bit too smug.

“You’re a cheater! I bet it’s in your pocket.” Ashi lunges for him, digging her hand into his pocket as Ace jerks away, trying to get her off.

Sure enough, she pulls out the ring with a triumphant “ah ha!” Ace rolls his eyes and makes a big show of huffing about it, but his eyes linger on her radiant smile as she sticks her tongue out at him.

“It’s not like you play fair either, you goober!” he cackles, jerking his arm out to snatch the ring from her hands.

As their hands collide, both rings go soaring through the air and clatter to the floor. Ashi and Ace look over in the direction they landed, only to come to the sinking revelation that neither of them knew which one was which.

“Can you tell which one’s the fake?” Ashi asks, tilting her head.

Ace removes himself from her to confidently saunter over to the rings, scooping them off the ground and flashing them with a smirk.

“Don’t worry goober, I got it. You almost messed things up there, huh? This is totally the fake one.” Ace mocks, flicking Ashi’s nose when he’s made his way back to her and places the real ring in her hand.

“Oh quiet you!” she pinches his cheek, face heating up at the teasing.

Ace rubs his pink cheek and glares, but the glare holds no malice.

Ashi watches in amusement as Idia is thrown to the side, totally blown off by Eliza. Ashi kneels before the bride, arms outstretched as if to accept her. Eliza squeals, rushing towards her “groom” with stars in her eyes. Ashi takes her hand, gently, and gives Eliza the most affectionate look she can.

“It’s an honor to be wed to you, my lady.” Ashi grins, a dazzling smile that makes Eliza swoon in her arms.

The ring slides onto her finger, and...

Nothing happens.

Ashi looks confused but quickly schools her face. Eliza doesn't notice the way her smile falls, and instead swoops Ashi up into her arms and calls for her attendants.

“Please, escort Mr. Tamadai to the dressing rooms! I await our wedding, my darling!” Eliza giggles behind her hand, waving Ashi goodbye.

Footsteps pound on the stone flooring outside the room and Ashi looks at the door with hope. The door flies open with a loud bang, causing all the ghosts to jump out of their nonexistent skin.

Heh.

“Stop the wedding!” Ace yells, pointing an accusatory finger at Eliza, “You! Bride lady! We gotta talk!”

Eliza scoffs, all warmth in her deposition gone as Ace storms up to her with fire in his eyes. Ashi tries to go to him, but the ghosts are keeping such a harsh grip on her arms that it’s starting to hurt.

“Ace!” she yells, and he whips his head around at the sound of her voice.

He turns back to the bride with a clenched jaw and a furrowed brow.

“Listen here, all of you! You can’t just force someone to marry you! Relationships don’t work like that! Ashi doesn’t want to marry you at all! Aren’t the rest of you ashamed? You’re just enabling your princess into feeling even lonelier as the years go on because you’re not letting her let go! You all sound like useless retainers to me!” Ace yells, “Let go of Ashi right now! I’m gonna get this ring on your finger and send you off once and for all!”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about! Mr. Tamadai was quite sweet in his courting! He even answered all my questions correctly! He's perfect!” Eliza insists, voice breaking as she speaks.

“Uh, news flash princess!” Ace snaps, “You shouldn’t be picking your prince based on a few questions. How about picking someone you can laugh and cry with? Someone you can share everything with?”

He looks over at Ashi and pauses.

“Someone that makes you feel like you can be something. Even if you know you’re a stupid troublemaker.” he says, voice softer for just a moment before he turns back to the princess, “Have your retainers taught you nothing? It’s embarrassing that I have to spell this out for you, seriously!”

Ashi squirms in the ghost's hold, her cheery smile fading into a frustrated grimace. The rare sight makes Ace’s breath hitch, and his anger only gets more intense.

“Don’t listen to him, princess!” Puffy yells, taking his place next to Eliza, “How dare you say such things! I would fight the world to make sure the princess is happy, you—!”

Ashi gnaws at her lower lip before slipping one of Ace’s stupid cards out of her pocket. Sliding it between her two fingers just like he taught her, she flicks it at Eliza.

The card reaches its mark.

The ghosts restraining her rush to their princess as she yelps out in pain and Ashi beams. It's funny how Ace’s tricks were useful in situations like this, even though all he ever used them for was to target Riddle.

“Princess!” she yells, running towards her, “Wait!”

Eliza shakes off her hovering attendants to gaze upon her groom, a sour pout on her face.

“Listening, I’m not actually a guy. I was dressing the part because my and my homies were trying to save Idia over there.” she points to the boy in question, watching as he shrivels up again at the attention, “But I think you should totally marry Puffy! He seems to really care about ya! And just like Acey said, you’re supposed to find someone you can laugh and cry with right? He was about to fight this whole room for you!”

Eliza stops as if considering what Ashi just said. Ace’s hand circles her wrist, as if ready to run and find cover if the ghosts actually do attack. His subtle concern warms her heart.

“Oh Puffy...I think I’ve finally figured it out.” Eliza turns to her ghostly companion and smiles, eyes full of love, “You’re my prince! My true love!”

“What?!” Ace squawks, but Ashi presses a finger to his lips to shush him.

“Princess...all I’ve ever wanted was to see you smile.” Puffy murmurs, cheeks turning blue, “It’s my dream...my lingering attachment...I just want you to be happy.”

“Oh, Puffy!” Eliza swoons, kissing him without a second thought.

“What just happened?” Ace blinks, absolutely baffled by the display in front of him.

“I dunno, but we should get everyone else out!” Ashi beams as the sound of groans and complaints reach their ears, “It sounds like the curse has been broken!”

As Ashi runs off to help a whining Floyd, Ace puffs up his cheeks and stares.

She looks really pretty in that suit.

#🌺! ashi #auburn's 1.8k event <3 #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst #canon x oc #WOW i went overboard #the ashace influence #I HOPE I DID THEM JUSTICE ^^;#mmm i had fun writing ashi!! shes always seen with a smile on her face so i wanted there to be an “oh SHIT” moment when that smile falls #just for a second!!! just so ace can be like “how DARE you make my cherrypie stop smiling!!!” yk taht sort of thing #AND OMG ACE TOTALLY FLICKS CARDS AT RIDDLES HEAD #but yea umm i really hope you like it because im very nervous about how i characterized peoples ocs whaawhawhawha ^^

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