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maplesyrupsainz · 5 months

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˖⁺｡˚⋆˙u & i ended up in the same room, at the same time | LN4 ˖⁺｡˚⋆˙

pairing: lando norris x student y/n reader (she/her)

genre: social media au

warnings: brief mentions of substances & sex but apart from that all fluff

summary: in which you wake up in a mystery bedroom with a mystery tattoo and a not so mystery headache

a/n: sorry sorry sorry lando norris is my guilty pleasure anyone else ? 🤫 this is me redeeming myself after my charles fic where i made him evil

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f1updates lando norris seen out in a nightclub in monaco tonight!

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user3 omg drunk lando incominggg

user4 omg i wonder if the rest of the grid are out too

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f1updates lando norris spotted clubbing tonight in monaco again this time with an unknown girl on his arm!

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THE END 🧡

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irndad · 1 year

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hi im back! okey so def can see spencer still wanting to hug and snuggle with you even when fighting or mad at each other. he even gets genuinely ??? confused ??? when you try to sleep on the couch instead of in bed at night. he holds you and either reader or him is like "i know we are snuggling right now but i am still super pissed off at you." lol i can just see it. he may be petty when mad but he wont stop trying to touch you bc its a biological need of his and no argument is more important than needing you 🥺

enjoy this I did it very fast!!!! ily

He knows he’s not easy to be with sometimes. She would never say it, but it’s true. He doesn’t always get the jokes, sometimes pushes things too far and without even knowing it the ground gets pulled out from under him.

And sleep- Sleep is so complicated. The memory of the first time she slept in his bed is etched into a place he could never erase. Spencer had always had trouble sleeping, either fear or alertness plaguing him into the late hours of the night. He used to lie awake, the kind of exhausted that feels like it’s seeping out of your bones, while constantly facts he’d unwittingly memorized about how sleep deprivation can cause brain damage.

But then she’d come into his life. All soft words and gentle disposition, and there really is something magic about the way that everything just dissipates when her warm, soft body curves into his own. He’s slept well almost every night since.

Except today, she isn’t coming to bed.

It’s his fault, and he knows it. He wasn’t being fair. She hadn’t seen him for two weeks (and he hadn’t slept nearly enough without the weight of her form beside him since the last time he saw her) and she’d said that she wanted to be prioritized more.

“I haven’t seen you in weeks, Spence!”

His head was killing him. Was it actually possible, for a headache to kill you? Her voice is audibly upset, and it’s alarming how he could be the cause of it.

“Please,” he had said through labored effort, “Can we talk about this later?”

“When would you like to talk about it? Because I don’t ever know if you’re leaving-“

“Do you even know what it is that I do? That it’s not a choice for me to go? I have to do this. I can’t pick and choose and honestly, I don’t want to. If you don’t get that, we’re not doing what I thought we were doing.”

It sounds foreign, his own voice. And it’s after he’s said it that the sick taste reaches his throat because oh, that means the end. Her lovely face is unreadable for a brief moment, before something like grief splays over her expression.

It’s silent for a beat, and Spencer wishes he could swallow the words back up, rewind his life like a battered VHS tape where he’s not so stupid to mess up the one thing that’s ever brought him peace.

“You’re not yourself, Spencer. I’m gonna give you a minute.”

A minute, it turns out, is hours in the living room. She hadn’t left, thank fucking god, but she hadn’t come back. Of course she hadn’t. She wasn’t the one who needed to apologize.

He’s just so tired.

He thinks of her so-sweet voice, the curve of cheek- the junction of her neck and shoulder, and how much he would like to have her pressed against him. He pads out into the living room like a nervous puppy, and sees her sleeping on the olive green couch she had picked out. Her hair was splayed across the arm of the sofa, and her head laid on a throw pillow, their fuzziest blanket draped across her form.

His first thought is how low he’s dropped, that he’s jealous of a blanket.

His second his that she is not coming to bed. He sits beside her gingerly, and the scent of her body wash lingers in the air.

“Are you planning on coming to bed?”

“I didn’t think you’d want me to.” He can tell she wants to sound cold, but the truth is much worse; she sounds guarded.

“I always want you to.” It’s the most honest thing he’s said today, and it’s just not fair, how much he revolves around her. How he has waited 14 days, 13 hours and 34 minutes to hold her again and managed to ruin it within the first 20 minutes of having seen her again. He grabs her hand, soft and pliant against his in a way that almost makes his heart leap. “Please? Come to bed?”

Her gaze softens, the warmth and light that guides him back in her eyes, and he hopes his relief isn’t too visible. It’s then that she drinks him in. It feels too revealing like she can see right through him. His clothes are old. He’d rushed off the jet to see her, and the half moon circles under his eyes only lend to the unimpressive picture of himself.

“Oh, sweetheart,” she breathes, touching the side of his face. He instantly leans into it, the contact more than he’d be willing to give up to save his dignity. “Come here.”

She wraps her arms around him, and he pulls her into his lap, squeezing her tight to his chest, like she might disappear.

“I’m still mad at you,” she says, looking at him with such affection it betrays her words.

“That’s okay,” he says into her collarbone, “As long as I still have you.”

#spencer reid #spencer reid fluff #spencer reid x reader #spencer reid imagine #spencer reid x fem!reader #criminal minds #criminal minds x reader #spencer reid x you #spencer reid x y/n #criminal minds fanfic

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elliereject · 9 months

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stupid bitch .2

* after learning about the feelings you’d harboured for her for so long, ellie was even more confused than before. however, after spending time away from you and even more time thinking, she realizes that fuck she feels the same way, if not stronger. she only hopes that you still feel the same way and she’ll be able to finally call you hers.

* angst at the beginning if you squint, ellie’s in denial and stupid, ellie lowkey being head over heels in love with you and everything you do, kissing, oral!reader receiving, scissoring, overstim, meanish!ellie, lots of mush

* hello! sorry it took a while for this part to come out, i wanted to make sure the ending was as dramatic as the first part with a satisfying end. i promise im not ignoring you guys i do see all of your sweet messages and requests to tag and i thank you all so much for interacting with me and enjoying what i write bc i enjoy writing it! unfortunately i cant respond 1on1 because this is not my primary account and tumblr hasn’t changed it so that alternate accounts can do all the things main ones do

ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ anyways i dont want to make this too long so im gonna wrap it up but again, thank you so much for the kind words it’s motivating me to continue writing and before i shut up i was just wondering if anybody would be interested in a ballerina!reader x ellie slowburn cuz it’s currently floating around in my drafts and i just wanna make sure it wouldnt flop also lol take a shot every time i use the word jade.

*mdni

*wc - 4k (bonus at the end)

part .1 here

“Stop fucking laughing Jesse, it’s not funny” Ellie frowned.

Jesse let out one last obnoxious guffaw before handing the joint back to Ellie, who was laying back on her beanbag, so he could wipe a stray tear from his eye.

“You’re right.” He said, suddenly serious. “It’s fucking hilarious.” He snorted, kicking his legs up and gasping for air.

Dina elbowed him hard from her seat next to him on Ellie’s old green couch, “She’s right, Jesse shut up.”

After that movie night-turned-love confession, Ellie had utterly broken down. The lines between her friendship with you had blurred so much she couldn’t see it clearly if she had fucking glasses on.

Her kiss with you had sent her down a whirlwind path of confusion and guilt. She had no idea where she stood with you and it’d been over a month and a half since she’s spoken to you.

After that night, Ellie ended things with Cat. She couldn’t handle being in a relationship especially when she wasn’t even sure she liked the girl she was dating anymore plus the fact you were in love with her. Cat had gotten mad, screaming matches were had and insults were thrown; but it was when she started coming for you, calling you a slut and a homewrecker and saying that she always knew you were trying to steal Ellie from her that she gave her 5 seconds to get the fuck out before she did something she regretted.

Cat had left with a scoff, taking Ellie’s favourite green sweater with her. After doing lots and lots of thinking, Ellie called up Dina for an emergency smoke sesh and to get some advice on what the fuck was going on since she somehow always knew what to do. Only she hadn’t known Jesse would be there and the headache he was inducing almost made her throw him out the door and she 100% would’ve if Dina wasn’t there.

“Thanks, Dee.”

“Of course, only I just have one question.” Ellie had just finished explaining what had happened between the two of you in the last couple months, hence the reason Jesse was about to pull a muscle from laughing so hard.

“Shoot.”

“Why the fuck did you stay with Cat for so long?”

Ellie groaned, taking a long puff of the joint before passing it to Dina so she could explain.

“I don’t fucking know she made me feel..good? And bad..but good. I know this is going to sound crazy but being with someone who was as fucked up as me felt…safe, like I wasn’t alone.”

“But she cheated on you like..a hundred times,” Jesse spoke up, finally recovering from his fit of laughter. Dina shot him a look.

“I know but, after she did, she’d be so apologetic and loving and I guess I got used to it and liked the amount of love and attention she was giving me so... I stayed and forgave her, again and again. Pretty fucked up, huh?” Ellie laughed dryly.

“Oh no, honey. Even the best of us fall victim to love-bombing.” Dina said, a comforting smile on her face.

“Yeah that’s sad and everything but what about ★, you treated her like shit.” Jesse said, a hint of sourness in his voice.

“I know—fuck! I know. Cat got in my head and kept telling me that she liked me and I didn’t want to believe it because she’s my best friend for fucks sake! But in those months I was dating Cat I found myself comparing the two of them more and more and I got scared because there was no way I should’ve been in love with her so like an idiot, I pushed her away and Cat pulled me in.” Ellie sighed, the retelling of the past couple of months making her cringe at how stupid she’s been.

She paused, grabbing the joint from Dina to take another drawl. “Then that night after we kissed I realized that fuck, I was in love with her and I kinda hated dating Cat…who also took my favourite hoodie.” Ellie said with a huff.

“Damn..you lesbians and your love triangles.” Jesse said, shaking his head.

“Shut up man, I know you and Dina have your own crazy shit going on.” Ellie rolled her eyes.

“Yes.” Jesse said, getting up to pluck the almost finished joint from her hand, “We do, but we settle it internally.”

Dina nodded, “Anyways, are you and ★…” She trailed off, unsure how to finish her sentence.

“I don’t fucking know, I needed some time to think and I wanted to give her some space but it’s been weeks and I’m fucking terrified she’s never gonna speak to me again.”

Jesse shook his head, “You guys have been friends for years, just give her a little more time, she’ll come around.”

“But what if she doesn’t?” Ellie said, leaning forward to hang her head in her hands. “I miss her so fucking much you guys.”

“You need a distraction,” Dina said suddenly, clapping her hands together.

“I agree.” Jesse nodded his head, putting out the joint on the light blue ashtray sitting on the coffee table. “I’m hungry as hell, go buy us some pizza.”

“Fuck you, I’m not your butler.” Ellie rolled her eyes, again.

“Come on, you know you’re hungry too.” Dina said in a sing-songy voice.

“I’m not.” She was.

“Just go, I’ll Venmo you.” Jesse groaned.

Ellie sighed but got up anyways, grabbing her coat from the back of her seat and walking up to her door.

“Fine, but you guys better not just be trying to get me out so you can fuck, again.”

“We would never,” Dina said reassuringly.

“That’s exactly what we’re doing.” Jesse shrugged, earning another jab in the side from Dina.

Ellie rolled her eyes for what seemed like the millionth time tonight as she left her dorm. As much as they annoyed her, Ellie was grateful to have Dina (and Jesse) there to help her through whatever the hell was going on.

Her walk to the diner was a long one as she purposely took a different route to get there. She’d hate to admit it but the couple was right, she had needed a distraction and the freezing winds against her flushed skin helped along with the high from her earlier joint helping to calm her rapid thoughts and allowing her a minute to breathe.

However, when she pushed open the door to Sal’s—her favourite diner— it was like every ounce of stress that had just dissipated came flooding back x10.

“Ellie,” The girl said, giving her a tight smile from her seat on one of the old stools near the counter.

“Cat..” Ellie sighed.

When the two of them were still together, they’d spent countless date nights here sharing milkshakes and sneaking kisses in the bathroom. She’d even considered branding it “their spot” but thank god she didn’t because she probably never would’ve come back again.

“What are you doing here?” Ellie asked.

“What..just because we broke up means that I can’t come here anymore?” Cat laughed dryly, and swirl red her straw around her chocolate milkshake.

“No, I didn’t mean—“

“Kidding, I know what you meant.” Cat patted the stool next to her, “So how are you and ★? You two should be in the honeymoon stage by now, right?”

Ellie shuffled up to the counter, ordering a pepperoni and cheese pizza to go before sitting down gingerly next to Cat.

“Actually, we haven’t talked since that night.”

“You’re fucking with me,” Cat said, mouth agape.

Ellie shook her head, “Dead serious.”

Cat made a noise, something between a scoff and a laugh before turning to look at Ellie.

“You haven’t even tried reaching out to her? You fucking broke up with me because of her—“

“Among other reasons.”

She rolled her eyes, “And you haven’t even talked to her yet?”

“I’m giving her space.”

She shook her head, muttering an “I don’t fucking get you, Williams.” before returning to her milkshake.

By then, Ellie’s order was ready and she took the boxes, brushing past her ex after mumbling, “Yeah, I know.”

Ellie’s walk back to her dorm started slow, she tried collecting her thoughts, tried to organize and arrange them in a way she could understand but she couldn’t focus. Cat’s words wrung in her ears, the only thing she could pick apart from the tornado was you, you you you you.

Fucking you.

Your gorgeous eyes that always seemed to find hers and when they did fuck it was like the world stopped, and your laugh oh my god your laugh, it’d been so long since she heard your laugh and how she craved it. Don't even get her started on how you always knew exactly what to say to her when she was feeling down, and how you tasted..like everything she’d ever wished and more, and how after that night she ached to taste you again, to feel you; how just being near you immediately skyrocketed her mood. She wasn’t herself without you and she was the best version of herself when she was.

Could you be addicted to someone? She didn’t think so, but somehow with you, it seemed like you could. Ellie wasn’t sure when she’d started running, but as she felt sweat perspire on her brow and her breathing come in as quick laboured breaths all she knew is that she needed to see you.

—★

She made it back to her dorm, fumbling to open her door while balancing the pizzas in her hand. When she finally threw open the door she ignored the sight of Jesse laying his head on Dina’s lap and plopped the boxes on the coffee table.

“I’m going to go see her.” She huffed, already making her way to the door to start running to your dorm.

“What happened to space?” Jesse called out.

“Fuck space!” She yelled back, ditching the elevator and opting for the stairs. Later, she’d have given you the entire fucking solar system if you wanted, but right now? She needed to see you be close to you, hold you, kiss you.

She pumped her legs harder, silently wishing she had done track for longer than 3 months back in middle school. Her chest burned and her neck and back were slick with sweat but she was almost there. She didn’t know what the fuck she was going to say to you but she’d figure something out.

When she finally reached your building, she brushed past the residence hall director who’d seen her hundreds of times before and decided on the elevator this time to organize her thoughts a little before seeing you.

Her nerves started to catch up to her as she watched the numbers above the metal door change, was she ready to see you? What if you didn’t want to see her? What if you just straight up refused to talk to her?

Before she could chicken out, the elevator had reached your floor. She walked down the hall to your door and took three deep breaths before knocking. She heard a little shuffling from behind your door and a small gasp before you opened it, peeking your head out.

“Ellie..” You breathed.

“★. Please, I need to talk to you.”

Your eyes flashed to the floor, avoiding her pleading gaze. “Is Cat okay with you being here?”

“We broke up.”

“What?” You questioned, letting the door swing open and allowing her to take in your full form. You were wearing fuzzy pyjama pants with cute characters patterned on them and a thick oversized sweatshirt. The whites of your eyes were slightly red and the bags beneath them were prominent. She could tell you had been crying and it made her heart lurch, she wanted to pull you into her chest, breathe you in and never let go.

“Yeah, it— can I come in?” She asked.

“Uhm..” You bit your lip, probably thinking whether or not you should let her into your dorm, let her back into your life.

“Please. I promise I’ll make it quick.” She practically begged, lowering her head so she could lock her jade eyes on yours.

You nodded, moving back so she could step inside. You led her to the small couch in the living room as if she hadn’t been there thousands of times before. You sat silently across from her, eyes filled with worry and a tiny gleam of hope and she felt the urge to pull you into her chest bloom throughout her. Of course, she planned on doing that later, but as of right now, she had to set things straight.

“Let me just start off by saying, I’m sorry. ★ I’m so fucking sorry for how I treated you when I was dating Cat.” You tried and failed to ignore the way her voice cracked, pain and genuinity adorned her features.

“We were both terrible for each other but my fucked up brain thought it made sense that I was with her. That she was what I deserved…” She looked up from fidgeting hands to meet your eyes, she couldn’t read your face so she continued.

“I’d been feeling..” She paused, looking up to gather her thoughts. She never really was good with her words, but she needed you to know how much you meant to her, how much love she held for you in her heart. “Shit...I’d been feeling different when it came to you...like I swear to fucking god you’re made of sunlight and sweetness or something cause my heart swells whenever I think of you, and when you’re not with me I feel so…!” She groaned and you giggled, so soft that if her ears weren’t trained to hear and take in every sound you made she would’ve missed it, and her heart softened and swelled and spun and sputtered.

“I pushed you away because I was scared of those feelings, but that night, after we kissed. I realized that... I love you, ★. And I completely understand if you never want to see me again, God knows I don’t deserve you but—“

“Stop.” You said, suddenly standing up to walk over to her.

Her jade eyes searched yours desperately, for any sign of what you were thinking, how you were feeling if you were fighting the same urge as her to pull her into your arms and kiss her like the world was ending tomorrow.

“Stop saying that,” She looked at you, confusion flooded her features.

Your soft hands found her rough ones and the warmth that flooded from you to her made her lightheaded, how the hell was it possible to love someone this much?

“Ellie, words can’t describe how much I cared for you,”

‘cared’ She physically felt her heart rip.

“and I need you to know you deserve everything good in life.”

“Does that include you?” She said with a weak smile.

You looked to the side, dropping her hands. “You..hurt me.”

Ellie shot up faster than she’d ever moved in her life, her hands coming up to cup the sides of your face, “And I want to rip my fucking heart out every time I remember, but I need you in my life, lovebug.”

Your eyes finally met hers and you could practically hear the “whoosh” from your resolve flying out of your body. You’d never seen a shade of green so beautiful, so passionate, so desperate.

This time, it was your eyes flicking to her lips and you didn’t even have a second to pull back before her lips were on yours. This kiss had the same amount of wanting as your last one, but it was softer, slower. Like if she went too fast you’d disappear from her hands and she couldn’t lose you again.

She pulled away only to place strawberry kisses along your neck and collarbone, eliciting that same sweet sound she had heard from you only a few weeks prior and she knew she needed to have you.

Your hands tugged gently at her top and she shrugged off her coat, lips still connected to your neck. Her hands dipped beneath your sweater to trace soft squiggles against your stomach with her short nails.

She released her hold on your neck and spun you around so that you were sitting on your couch and she was towering over you.

She watched as your chest rose and fell rapidly, how your eyes met hers, glossed over in a way she’s never seen before, your soft slips glistening and slightly swollen. She’d never been more turned on in her life.

She knelt, her veiny hands hooking onto the top of your pants and underwear before she looked back up at you,

“Is it okay if I take these off?”

You nodded fervently and bit your lip as she slid them off, ever so slowly. She had waited too long to do this, you’d better believe she was going to savour each moment.

You felt the cold air hit your cunt and her mossy eyes immediately snapped to it, she looked as if she was in a trance. She’d been staring for so long you would’ve gotten self-conscious if not had she said,

“So fucking pretty.”

Heat rose to your cheeks and your eyes focused on the wall to the side of you but you scrunched them closed when you felt her lick a stripe up your folds.

You’d heard from a friend of a friend who was friends with Cat that Ellie gave insane head. And of course, anger and jealousy and bitterness swirled through you at the thought of her performing such acts on another person, so for your own well-being you denied and refused to believe it.

And fuck were you eating your words. Her tongue swirled expertly around your cunt and your eyes were practically rolling to the back of your head, and the borderline pornographic sounds you were making were like fucking music to her ears.

“Fuck so good, Ellie.”

She’d never admit it but she was a sucker for praise so with the words that fell from your beautiful mouth she made sure to speed up her movements, your legs were shaking at this point and somehow your hand had found its way into her auburn locs, tugging softly which resulted in soft grunts from her that reverberated through your body and cause a feeling like no other.

That familiar feeling began welling up inside, a knot that grew tighter, and tighter, and tighter until snap. Your thighs trembled violently and your throat felt hoarse from how much you were screaming, despite your climax, Ellie was still between your legs and the sensation was becoming a bit too much.

You tried to close your close but a veiny hand gripped your thigh, forcing you open once again. You peered down into her jade eyes, her pupils were blown so wide that they looked almost entirely black and a slight shiver ran through your body, a good shiver. They were demanding and bordering hungry.

Before you knew it her mouth was back in you, sucking and lapping up everything you would give her. It’s when her tongue slipped into you that you started to feel fucking delirious. Sobs and moans of her name tumbled out of you as your hold on her hair tightened and you were nearly riding her face.

“Ellie..fuck, please so close, ‘s close ‘s—“

Your eyebrows knitted together and a silent moan escaped you as you gushed on her face and she finally pulled away from you, giving both of you a chance to catch your breath.

“Holy shit.” She breathed out, wiping the bottom of her freckled face with the back of her hand. That hungry look at disappeared and the familiar love drunk one had replaced it.

“I should be saying that.” You said airily.

She smiled, “You taste really fucking good, y’know that?”

You shook your head bashfully and she stood up, her knees aching from kneeling so long and sat next to you before pulling you in for a short but deep kiss, allowing you to taste yourself on her tongue.

“Now you do.”

You smiled and it melted her soul just a teensy bit, but she could get sappy about it later. Right now? She needed to fuck you so good you’d laugh whenever you thought about your past lovers in comparison to her.

“Can you lay down for me, bug?” She asked, so sweetly you almost forgot she basically sent you to heaven just a few minutes prior.

She stood up to remove her shirt and briefs and allow you to remove your shirt and get comfortable on the couch. She slid between your legs, hoisting one of them over her shoulder as she aligned her hips with yours.

“Tell me if it‘s too much, alright?”

You nodded and she lowered herself onto you, her lean thighs keeping her upright as she agonizingly slowly rocked against you. You whined at her pace and she tutted.

“Come on, pretty, use your words.” She said, smirking lazily down at you.

“Need you to go faster.” You begged.

She nodded, speeding up her pace and drawing out a high-pitched whimper from you. Her eyes were practically fixed on your chest as she watched them bounce and sway with each movement. One of her hands came down to toy with your nipple while the other one held your leg steady so she could grind relentlessly against your clit.

The movements had started unsteady but as the two of you found a rhythm that was pleasurable to both of you, even Ellie couldn’t hold back the raspy moans and groans, not to mention her finger on your nipple which made your already sopping cunt gush even more, giving her the ability to glide across you back and forth.

Your hips bucked against her avidly and her eyes rolled back into her head as chants of your name fell from her lips over and over again.

“So good ★, feel ‘s good.” She rasped.

You froze beneath her as your third orgasm of the night slammed through you and your body practically went limp. Ellie followed soon after, the sight of you fucked out was better than anything her imagination could’ve stirred up and she couldn’t help but wonder how your face would look with her strap buried between you, as well as how it was a more beautiful sight than she’d ever seen with Cat or any other girl she’d been with and that was what had her reeling over the edge, creaming all over your cunt as she tremored vigorously. She collapsed onto top of you, her tattooed arm keeping her up right so she didn’t crush you as she placed open mouth kisses along your jaw, drinking in the soft giggled you gave in return.

Finally, she peeled away from you, allowing herself to catch her breath before trudging to your tiny kitchen to grab a damp rag and a glass of water, she came back and held the glass to your lips encouraging you to drink it all before setting the empty cup on the table to wipe your legs down gently.

You jumped slightly when the rag grazed your puffy clit and she mumbled out a “Sorry, bug.” before grabbing your wrist and placing a sweet kiss on it.

“So,” you sighed tiredly, “are we..”

She chuckled, “Are we…what?”

“Girlfriends..?”

She frowned and shook her head, “Oh..no.”

Your heart fell right into the deepest darkest depths of your soul. Was this just a one-time thing? Had all the things she said earlier not been true? Were you—

“I don’t have a ring yet, but I’m sure nobody would care if I start calling you my wife already.”

You rolled your eyes, shoving her softly to which she laughed.

“You have seriously got to work on your timing.”

“I know, I know…but it’s charming right?”

“Fuck you.”

“You just did.”

You let out an exasperated groan but you couldn’t help the smile that crept onto your face at the sound of her laughter and her hands snaking around you to pull you into her.

And in that moment, regardless of her past with Cat and others, her past with you, the hurtful things said and less than admirable actions she’d done, she knew that you were in fact, the perfect one for her.

bonus! (^з^)-☆

“I’m telling you, these are the best milkshakes in the state.” Ellie boasted.

Jesse shook his head, “No, ★ this summer I am taking you to The Cinnamon Angel back in Seattle, Ellie doesn’t know what the hell she’s talking about.”

Ellie scoffed, using the arm currently wrapped around your shoulder to point an accusing finger at him, “Dude, you don’t know what you’re talking about. The Cinnamon Angel can’t even…“

Ellie’s voice drowned out when Dina rolled her eyes from across you and leaned across the booth to chat with you over Ellie’s and Jesse’s bickering.

“This isn’t what I was expecting when I suggested a double date.” She sighed sarcastically.

You giggled, “I had a feeling it was going to be like this.”

The four of you were squeezed into a tiny booth at the back of Ellie’s favourite diner, bickering bonding over salty fries and frothy milkshakes. You hadn’t talked much to Dina despite her being your girlfriend's close friend and your close friend's girlfriend, which you regret because she was so sweet and funny.

Ellie threw her arms back with a huff, officially exasperated with Jesse, “Dina, I really don’t know how you put up with this guy, let alone date him.”

“Eh, he’s not all bad.” She smirked, nudging him with her shoulder.

You laughed but it was quick to die out when your eyes trailed over to the entrance after the familiar sound of bells signaled someone walking in.

Dark eyes fell on yours and you were met with a grim expression, Ellie followed where you were looking and the arm that was around your shoulder tightened slightly.

The raven head trekked over to your booth, greeting both you and Ellie with a tight smile.

“You two are so cute together!” She said flatly.

You grinned, ignoring the sarcasm that laced her voice “Thank you!”

“Definitely cuter than you and Ellie ever were,” Jesse mumbled into his milkshake and Dina turned her head, trying and failing to hide her laugh.

Cat rolled her eyes before pretending to drop something and bending to pick up nothing so she could whisper, “You two aren’t going to last, you’re not even her type.”

Anger bloomed through you, seriously, what the hell was this girl's damage? Before she could walk away you stuck your foot out causing her to stumble and turn around to face you, glaring daggers. Ellie must’ve heard what she’d said though, because one of her long fingers pulled the neck of your shirt back just a sliver, revealing the prominent mark she had made just a few nights prior.

Ellie’s jade eyes bored into her damn, if looks could kill.

You smiled sweetly and leaned into Ellie’s arm.“I beg to differ.”

Cat’s face reddened embarrassingly quickly and you could practically see the steam shooting out of her ears, she turned around hastily and stomped out of the diner and you’d hoped she could hear the boisterous laughter that bubbled out of each of you after the door had closed.

tagz (^з^)-☆

@blvebanisters @cassharass @pick-me-up-im-scared @skylerwhitwyo @lil-elliesgf @elsmissingfingers @herdelreydear @koremis @gold-dustwomxn @whenlostinthedarkness

#ellie williams #ellie tlou #ellie x reader #ellie x fem reader #ellie x y/n #ellie x you #ellie the last of us #ellie smut #ellie fanfiction #ellie fluff #ellie angst #ellie fic #ellie au #dina the last of us #jesse tlou

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jaguarhome · 3 months

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I have a suggestion about ppl "feeling guilty" about wanting to experience rich or famous lifestyles through the lens of ND, AV, and "That"

Do it. Get the money. Be rich. get that sp.

Go into this knowing that it doesn't matter what you want...there is no judgement. There is no good or bad. Being rich and famous is the same as a simple monk life. You can do both in fact.

Im Bitcoin anon. I have like 40 bitcoin now by knowing where the market would go and trading it accordingly. I came into this "info-nothingness" with not much money. I have money now...but Idgaf about money any longer. It's fine to dream up money...but the fact that you're trying so hard to get it is keeping you from it.

Also, I find finance and money very interesting in my dream. I like these topics, and I dont feel guilty about it. Stop comparing your dream to a dream character of your making. Maybe if you didnt feel so guilty about it more "that" or omnipotent or w/e blogs would talk about their dream money....youre the one creating all this guilty rhetoric. Who cares if "i am that iam" "illuminated mystic" "infiniteko" dont care about money and like simple? Who says money isn't simple? It is simple!!!! You are creating the price of everything lol. I know so first hand. I am literally still trading Bitcoin and knowing where the price is gonna go...it's not money thats the issues...it's you seeking justification and trying so hard. Just get money.

Exactly! There's no one telling you to not "accomplish" your dream life, there's people telling you that there is nothing to accomplish in the first place. You are already free, do what you want and dream the amounts of dreams it fits you the best.

I just believe that people shouldn't get mad about blogs not responding well to "i want to manifest... " questions or answering sarcasticly because they had said multiple times that the information isn't focused on that or had already told them what to do yet they still complain.

Thanks for sharing this bitcoin anon! i honestly get headaches only reading the word bitcoin, but you seem quite passionate about it haha.

Hope you have a great day! 🫶

#non dualism #Ask

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guerrillateezsworld · 10 months

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✨If your taking requests could you write 2000's Bill Kaulitz x reader

Reader is a singer from another band and they are good friends with Bill (two idiots in love). One night reader, bill and there band get drunk (maybe even take something 💊-if your comfortable with it ofc) the next day they don't remember anything but reader and bill have rings on there fingers. They find two cheap brought cameras and look through them. It turns out each of them went with there bands looking through the city for a dress/suit and got married (las Vegas situation). A lot of photos and videos of them (reade,bill and there bands) goofing around but mostly of reader and bill being all in love and stuff

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okay hahah this sounds fun. imma try to write it as an imagine the best i can lol

what happened? bill kaulitz x reader

this is based off of 2008-2009 bill! implied female reader but no pronouns used (i don’t think)

word count: 1450!!!

warnings: mentions of alcohol, LEGAL DRINKING AGE IN GERMANY IS ACTUALLY 16 (according to google) SO TECHNICALLY NOT UNDERAGE DRINKING I DONT THINK. CORRECT ME IF IM WRONG, cursing, mentions of smoking smoking cigarettes. (i don’t condone anything that has to do with excessive drinking and nicotine. it’s not good for you and it can really damage your body. please stay safe), that’s all. it’s not too much just mentions

a/n: i hope this is something like you wanted!! i’m not really good at writing abt parties so i just wrote about the aftermath haha because it might be a little more funnier idk. and i didn’t do the taking stuff cuz it may be a little much for others so yea!

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it was all a blur, it really was. partying/drinking. it was crazy. me and bill had no clue what had happened. we woke up, splitting headaches and a mad hangover. small flashbacks of drinking starting to play over in your head but not much of remembrance. “what happened? and why did we fall asleep together in my room?” i ask bill who’s laying next to me, whining in pain. “i don’t know (name), all i remember is getting drunk and partying. we most definitely got shit faced i know that” he says with a small laugh. i just smile and shake my head before standing up to stretch. “uhhh (name)?..” i hear from behind me. “yes?” i ask. “um why is there a ring on my ring finger? and on your finger.” i turn around and look him dead in the eyes and then glance at my hand. “oh no. what did we do?” i ask in embarrassment. realizing that i probably told him all about my dying love for him, i turn red and nervously laugh. my eyes trail around the room trying not to make eye contact with bill. as i’m doing that, i notice two cheap cameras on my side table. i look at bill questionably before walking over and grabbing them. “what did you find?” he asks. i show him the two cameras and his eyes widen. “oh… i wonder what’s on them” i shrug and go to sit next to him. i turn the camera on and begin to look at the pictures. flashbacks start flooding my mind as my hands start to get a little sweaty.

“bill”, i say, slurring my words as i take another big gulp of my drink. “we should definitely go to my house and party”. and with that, we call a cab and go to my house to get even more shitface drunk.

the first few pictures were pretty normal, just funny and stupid pictures of you two and the others of yours and his band. “paparazzi probably had a fun time seeing us” i laugh at his snide remark. “most likely” i reply. the more we got into the pictures, the weirder they got. us smoking, drinking, laughing, it was a lot. drinks such as wine, beer, and vodka showed up on the pictures. until one picture caught our eyes. a picture of the same rings that sat on your guys fingers right now. then it got to pictures of you guys kissing and holding hands. i cough nervously and avoid his burning stare into my face. “well um that’s a lot…” i laugh nervously and smile. he just shakes his head as we continue looking through the pictures. we get to a specific picture that has us both gasping in shock. it’s me trying on a wedding dress with bill in a suit and the other way around. “what the fuck?” i announce out loud. then the next was even more wedding dresses. “what in the world are we doing here. don’t tell me we…” i get cut off as a picture of me and bill at some wedding venue shows up. we look at each other and our eyes widen. “is that that one wedding place in las vegas? is that why we have rings on our fingers? shit, we’re in trouble” he says. i sigh and nod. the next few are just the officiate reading to me and bill. then it cuts to us kissing and smiling. “well… i guess we’re married now? not technically, this place is a fake ain’t no fucking way. you have to plan it ahead of time and plan who’s coming and the food” i say while questioning bill. he laughs at my confusing rant before speaking. “well i mean i wouldn’t be opposed to marrying you…” he says, trailing off. “me neither bill. but we’re still young” i smile. some others were just tom acting really stupid and georg and gustav laughing. plus one of my band mates and tom getting a little closer than normal. he laughs and we finish looking at the pictures. i get up again and we decide to go to the studio where the others are probably waiting. as we’re getting ready, i notice bills loud gasp from the other room. i run in and ask if he’s okay. he looks at me and shows me what’s on his phone. my eyes widen as i read the headlines.

‘tokio hotel spotted with lead singer of (your band) at a local restaurant in germany’ and ‘tokio hotels’ bill kaulitz and (name) caught kissing outside of restaurant’

“bill… people will think we’re dating and then we’ll get so much hate” i sigh. “it’s okay i promise, i don’t have a problem with it” i look at him and blush. “to be honest, me neither”. he smiles at me and then he ends up reading another headline about me and him.

i groan loudly and walk back into the bathroom. “well that’s just great. i knew that was gonna happen. i’m surprised my phones not blowing up right now” as i say that, my ringtone goes off. i run to the room and grab my phone to see who’s calling me. it’s tom. i answer the phone to tom screaming.

“(name) what the fuck is going on right now. did you see what’s all over the internet?”. “yes tom i saw. we’re never gonna live this down.”. “well at least they got their answer about bill and you”. “what do you mean tom? there’s nothing going on between me and bill” lies. “yea yea. you guys are in love with each other. come on now”. “ what whatever you say tom.”. he laughs on the other side of the phone before talking again. “okay then, you keep telling yourself. just know that i remember how you guys were last night. nothing nasty, just that you guys were on each other the whole night and you two couldn’t and wouldn’t stop kissing the whole time” i’m sure he heard my extremely loud gulp and small gasp. “don’t you dare say anything about it tom i swear i will beat your ass if you do” “no promises (name). it’s all over the internet now so we can’t really do anything. you do know they got pictures of us at the venue and the shops” i groan extremely loud and sigh. “well that’s great. i can’t just ‘divorce bill’. we’re not even fully married, it’s just a fake wedding place for celebs” “you’re a celeb dumbass” “shut up asshole” he laughs at me again. “just calm down. trust me, i know how obsessed you are with bill. and he feels the same way about you. he rants to me and the others about how he wishes you would feel the same way” “what?”

i get cut off by bill asking who i’m on the phone with. “just your overly annoying brother” i answer. i hear tom cuss at me through the phone and laugh before turning my attention back to tom.

“thanks for that amazing compliment” “no problem” “okay back to what i was saying. listen, he’s so in love with you it’s crazy. you’re pretty much all he talks about. trust me.” “well, you caught me there then. i do have a big crush on bill. and it’s so hard hiding it and i’m sure i’m not good at it anyways”. i stop talking as bill walks into the bathroom. “i got to go, see you later tom” i tell him and hang up.

“um hello bill” i smile shyly. “you like me back?” he asks quietly. my eyes widen and i gasp. “what… are you talking about?” i ask. he smiles and walks closer to me and i back up shyly. i end up hitting a wall as he’s standing so close to me i can practically feel his breath on me. “i like you too (name). and i don’t know how you haven’t noticed yet. i’ve stopped trying to hide it.” he tells me. i look at him in shock, and instead of replying, i smash my lips on to his. “i like you too bill. i only started realizing a while ago that my feelings for you weren’t platonic and they were much more. and i’m so glad you like me back” i smile. he smiles too and kisses me again. of course i kiss back and wrap my arms around his neck while he wraps his around my waist. “i love you so much (name), please be mine?” i nod and hug him. “yes, a million times yes. i would love to be yours” i reply. he smiles again. “you’re mine now. so maybe.. getting married was a good idea” i laugh at his joke and just hide my face into his neck. “why don’t we get ready and bring the cameras to show them what was on there. they can’t make fun of us because there is some really, really embarrassing photos and videos of them on there.” “good idea” “i love you (name)” “i love you too bill.”

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thanks anon for the request and i really hope you enjoyed it!!! i hope it’s what you wanted and i’m really sorry if it’s not:(

#post*guerillateezsworld #fluff #tokio hotel #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz fluff #bill kaulitz x reader #anon request #🕸️ anon

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angel-eyes05 · 1 year

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i remember his hands - chapter 3

PAIRING: kang the conqueror x fem!reader

SUMMARY: after a scientific experiment goes horribly wrong, you've been transported to the quantum realm and have been stuck there for the past decade. with no company, aside from janet van dyne, your life changes forever when a mysterious man in a golden ship crash lands next to your settlement. startled with his initial presence, you two have a rocky start. but as time goes on, you two find each other slowly drawn to one another. you have secrets though, and he has a past he refuses to bring up. can you two make it through navigating an unknown world together, discovering any ulterior motives, and stand the test of time in a place where time has no meaning at all?

INFO: slow romantic burn, pretty fast sexual burn, kinda enemies to lovers????, takes place during that little flashback janet has during quantumania, idk how accurate this is gonna be to canon stuff cause i get very confused about the quantum realm lol, reader is in mid to late 20s while kang is in his “early 30s” (ik he like technically doesn't age or whatever idk the lore but i just made it accurate to jonathan majors age and wanted to give an accurate age range/gap/count), y/n will be very fleshed out like im gonna give her everything lol

WARNING: explicit language, smut (minors dni), masturbation (f), oral sex (fem receiving), cum play, not a very happy ending (guys aftercare is important)

CHAPTER WORD COUNT: 2.5k

NOTES: i just wanna say thank you for all the love recently! idk if ill set a specific schedule for when ill release the chapters or not cause honestly i just work better whenever i write when i want without a time constraint so thats probably what i’ll end up doing. if you want me to write a specific one shot for kang or even another character (i feel most comfortable writing for mcu, star wars, the last of us, and stranger things, but if i know the piece of media youre talking about and feel comfortable writing about the character, im down) just lmk! also i decided at the last second this was gonna be a smuty chapter so..yeah!

PREVIOUS PART

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It had been about two weeks since you found Kang at the crash site. Despite the moment you two had when you first fixed him up, you two had very little interactions since then. It made sense though. Both of you were taking your own separate times to heal, you in your room, bedridden from your horrible headaches, him on the couch, still unable to walk due to his foot and abdomen. According to Janet, he hasn’t been very talkative. He would occasionally respond to her comments about how he was feeling, but wouldn’t say anything about where he came from or why he was here. So she just stopped asking. It took a while for you to open up to Janet about how you got here at first as well though, so you understood why he would be all shut up about it. It got you thinking about how you ended up here. How much you left behind. God you wish you got the chance to leave a note or something. At the very least, for them…

You quickly dragged yourself out of that thought, knowing the path it would lead you down led to nothing but wasted tears. It was late at night, and you laid sleepless in your bed, so it was easy to let your mind wander. To distract yourself, you replayed the moment with him in your mind. You were a little touch starved, in that way at least, so feeling Kang’s hand in that sensitive of an area drove you mad. Thinking about it would always give you the same reaction. Butterflies slowly fluttering into your stomach, roses blooming onto your cheeks, and the near uncontrollable urge to touch yourself. You know your relationship was non existent right now and had a horrible start, but sometimes you wondered what would happen if you walked over to the couch right now and started to kiss him. The only thing you ended up doing though was changing your now soaked underwear.

You always felt bad when you let yourself think like that. Poor guy was probably just looking for something to hold while he was in pain. And you were taking advantage of it. Then again, you remembered how he slowly pulled his fingers away from your thigh once you were finished stitching him up, an act that did seem very purposeful. Again though, he might have done that unconsciously. You always sent yourself into this back and forth inner dialogue with yourself about his intentions in that moment. Whether you liked it or not, during the past two weeks, you’ve only had two things on your mind: your pain, and him.

With the mix of your restless mind, the ache between your legs, and your now grumbling stomach, you decide to get out of bed and go to the kitchen to find something to eat. Also partially because you would get to see him, awake or not. To be honest, you preferred him asleep. You could just admire him from a far, without the complexities of a conversation to mess anything up. You crept into the hallway, adjusting your eyes from the dim light in your room to the rest of the house, enveloped in the darkness. Thankfully, you knew the layout of the house well, so you doubted you would trip over anything. You wandered throughout the cabin until you got past Janet’s room and into the kitchen. You didn’t realize how flawed your plan was, it just now clicking that you wouldn’t be able to see Kang in the darkness. You didn’t entirely mind though. Just knowing he’s in the same room as you put your thoughts slightly at ease.

You finally make it to the counter and put your arms out to find something. They land on a round, spiked fruit. Too scared of accidentally cutting yourself if you use a knife to peel it, you decide just to bite into it. Juice drips down from your mouth as your teeth sink into the fruit. Although the food here was no where near as good as back home, you managed to find a few gems here. The fruits were definitely one of them. Once you finish with the fruit, you use the sleeve of your loose shirt to wipe your mouth. You paced the room a bit, still kind of restless. Your eyes still haven’t entirely adjusted to the dark, but you think you have a pretty good standing of your ground. That is until you trip over the back of the couch. You brace yourself for the impact of flying over the couch and waking up everyone in the process, until you’re suddenly stopped.

It’s a hand. No, not just a hand. The hand. His hand.

Again, it stays there longer than it should have. Placed just below where your sternum meets your breasts. You could feel your heart beating faster the longer his hand stayed there. “You’re a loud chewer” Kang finally said. It was more of a deep whisper though. God you loved the sound of his voice, despite the few times you heard it. “You must be a light sleeper then” you replied in a similar tone. Despite still not being able to see his face, you could tell he was smirking. He slowly push you back up to your normal position. The trick was that he didn’t move his hand. He actually tightened his grip on your shirt. That’s when it clicked for you. He wanted it just as bad as you did.

You then placed your hand over Kang’s, rubbing deep circles just below his knuckles with your thumb. Then, he began to pull you by your shirt to the front side of the couch. You followed his hand until he stopped pulling, leaving you in the same place you were when you stitched up his shoulder. You stood there as he began to move his hand down from your sternum. The feeling of him dragging his fingers down your body at an agonizingly slow pace was enough to get your starved pussy wet. Then he got to your hips, where your loose pants rested. He then took his other hand and used both hands to drag your pants off. Once you kicked them off, he went back up to your panties, hooking his pointer finger around the sides of them and dragged those off even slower than the pants.

He then placed his hands on your bare hips, digging his thumbs into them. A slight moan escaped your lips. In response, he placed his finger over your mouth in a shushing action. “She can’t hear you.’’ You were overcome with embarrassment at the fact you were so enveloped in the thought of having sex with Kang that you forgot that Janet was only a room away. You decided now you had to be silent, however hard that would prove to be later. He put that hand back on your hip and helped you onto his chest. You placed your hands over his shirtless shoulders, being mindful of his left one. You pressed your hands deeply into them and began to massage them. Thank god your eyes had finally adjusted to the dark, because now you could see every emotion playing across his face as you sunk your hands deeper into his shoulder muscles. You moved the massage down his arms, making your way to his biceps. They were massive and tough. All you could think about was how much you wanted them around your neck. Ironic. Once you moved on from those and finally made it to his hands, you took hold of them.

You used them to help you take off your shirt and bra. After tossing your bra to the floor, you placed his hands on your breasts and began to grope them with his hands. His eyes rolled back into his head, and as soon as you could tell he was about to moan, you smashed your lips into his to capture it. You took your hands off of his to cup his jaw to fully envelop yourself in the kiss. He kept one hand on your breast while he moved the other one down and began to run circles around your clit. You softly moaned into his mouth with each rotation he made. As each second went by, the kiss became more intense. More desperate. You had no idea how long it had been since he had touched someone like this, and you knew it had been forever since you were touched like this. You two both had some desperation to your actions. Like this would be the last time either of you would experience something like this ever again. Both of you so starved of touch. You needed this so badly, and part of you knew he needed it too.

As he began to circle your clit with more ferocity, you felt the heat in your chest growing stronger. God he had just started and you were already about to come. You didn’t to yet. If you did, that meant it would be over. Lucky for you, you felt his hand pull away from your clit. He pulled away from the kiss ass well, panting. “I need you to help me up for a second” he said. You reluctantly got up, wondering if he was just going to leave you here like this. It was just now that you realized how naked you were. Sure, he didn’t have a shirt on, but you still felt much more exposed than him for some reason. You helped him up onto his feet, also now realizing exactly how much taller he was than you. Seeing him staring down at you like that. Like you had suddenly become the most important thing in the world to him. Suddenly, he turned you around and shoved you onto the couch. You sat there as he kneeled down and began too kiss your inner thighs.

He moved those strong, dry hands of his to the top of your thighs and sprayed them out against them. He dug his fingers into them as he moved his mouth from your inner thigh to your lips. Feeling his warm breath against them in the cold room sent shivers down your spine. You grabbed the top of his head for leverage as you thrust your hips into his mouth. “Look at you” he said in between kisses. “Being such a good girl and getting so wet for me. Seems like you completely forgot about the fact we were trying to kill each other two weeks ago.” It was strange to you a little. You had convinced yourself you wouldn’t be safe in the same house as Kang, and now here you were, completely naked on the couch with him eating you out.

He wasn’t doing enough though. You weren’t nearly as satisfied as you were when he was circling your clit. He had yet to stick his tongue in you, all he was doing was kissing your folds. He was just teasing you again. “P-please” you said desperately. “I-I need y-you d-deeper.” He removed his mouth from your area and moved his hand to your clit again as he talked to you to keep you stimulated. “Oh thats what you want now? Am I not doing enough for you? Because I could stop if that’s what you prefer.” “N-n-no!” you nearly shouted out. “P-please, I-I j-just wanna f-feel you.” He sat there for a moment thinking, fingers still on your clit. “P-please Kang-g.” You asked again, looking deep into his eyes. “Well, since you asked so nicely. And plus, how could I say no to someone as pretty as you. Sitting there so neat and ready for me.”

Next thing you know, he dives back in, his tongue licking all over your folds and into your pussy. Your strangled moan makes one strange noise, but he must have liked it because he moved his hands up to grab deep into your hips in response. God you could stay here for hours. Layed here sprawled out on the couch with him eating you out. You just wish you could moan and whine for you. You wanted so desperately to scream his name out into the world and let it know how much he had you under his grasp. And you knew he wanted it also. But that was part of the appeal of everything. Knowing you had to stay quite. It made it more enticing. But man you couldn’t wait until you had the cabin to yourself. When he could fuck you through your bed properly, where you could scream his name at the top of your lungs, and him with yours. For now though, you would take this. It was enough for what you needed right now.

As he moved his tongue from your folds to your swollen clit, he begins to suck on it. You felt the heat return back to your core as you itched with pleasure, a roaring tide begging to wash from your pelvis into his mouth. The heat of his breath on you, the tightening grip of his hands on your hips, his tongue fluttering over your folds and clit, the soft hums he would make after tasting you. “F-fuck K-kang. I-I-I’m gonna c-cum” you said, the words barely making it out of your mouth without being mixed with a moan. He nods slightly in approval, gliding his tongue over your folds like silk and moving on of his hands to circle your clit to help pull it out of you. Finally, you feel the wave escape your pussy. You grab a pillow near you and release all your moans and screams into as the ecstasy exits you and enters his mouth. You arch your back as he tries to swallow as much of your cum as he can. You’re blinded by the intensity of your orgasm as your thighs tense up and you can hardly move anything, except to move the noises out of your mouth.

Once you finish, Kang stays there, licking off the last of your essence off your folds and feeling your throbbing clit under his tongue. He backs away from your pussy and moves up to your mouth as he kisses you, sharing with you some of your cum. He uses your shirt to clean up his mouth and the remaining bits of cum from your folds. To your surprise though, after that, he tosses the shirt on the floor, stands up, and walks away to your room. In shock, you convince yourself he went to your room to grab you a new change of clothes. Once you hear the door close though, you snap yourself back into reality. Looking down at yourself, naked and trembling (part from the cold and part from the orgasm), embarrassment floods your body. You couldn’t believe how easy you gave yourself up for him. God you knew you were desperate, but you didn’t know you were that desperate. And there he was in the other room, sleeping in your bed. Leaving you there on the couch, laying out naked, waiting for someone to take you away like some fantasy. But there you were. Alone. And really fucking cold.

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A/N: yeaaaaaaaah, i needed drama so i did that. sucks but i didnt have any other ideas sorry lol. hope you liked the chapter though! this was actually my first time writing smut so i hope i didnt do that bad. looking forward to chapter 4!!! also sorry i didnt really proofread this one either cause it was super late when i posted it so sorry

#i remember his hands #kang the conqueror x reader #kang x reader #kang the conqueror #smut #mcu smut #ant man #mcu phase 5 #mcu fanfiction #marvel mcu #quantumania #fem!reader #fanfic #fanfiction

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neopuff · 11 days

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Do you have tips on what makes a good amv editor please

hmmmm well the most important things for me are

clip choice! choosing clips that go with the lyircs (literally cuz its fun or emotionally to make me crazy) is imperative. amvs where theres no thought put into what goes where aren't as fun to watch. i'm still mad at an old amv of mine where the lyrics mentioned punching a wall and i didnt use a scene where the character punched a wall cuz i forgot about it lol (this also ties to amvs with really inappropriate songs for the character/ship...like if youre editing a ship positively but use a song about abuse or breaking up, it just doesnt work)

timing! an amv is most engaging when the video moves along with the beat of the song. not every beat needs a clip change but its nice when something happens on the beat, and if theres a big moment where the song goes from soft->loud then there needs to be visuals to match. the video should vibe with the song every step of the way

those are my top things for sure

aaand then theres, like, littler things that are very preferential but ill go into it 'cause i have other things i need to do and thats when im most talkative

knowing your strengths/weaknesses: for example, i dont love doing typography nor am i very good at it - so i limit it! i dont go crazy and fill my amvs with nonstop typography. but i dont use none 'cause you can't improve without practicing lol. sometimes as practice i will stare at typography from other amvs that i love and just imitate it as best as i can, see if i can figure out how they did it and try to incorporate the style into my own editing

moderation: overlays are a good example. overlays are fun! they can really enhance an amv. but too many overlays can become headache-inducing or just take away from the actual footage you're editing with (another moderation example) sometimes you'll see a well-edited amv but there's soooo much zooming in and out back and forth that it can give you a headache. i obviously love adding zooms but its good to take a step back and try to decide if you're relying so much on the zooms that you're not letting the footage play its part

coloring: not every amv needs to be colored but even just a little bit of levels adjustment can make your footage stand out more. that being said - its also important to pay attention to how the coloring fits each piece of your footage. you don't wanna whitewash dark skinned characters or make things so dark you cant see whats going on. coloring a Generator Rex amv can be difficult because the show utilizes a lot of Bright Whites and Dark Blacks which is nice but also makes you think more

balance: this is hard because, yknow. its subjective. but like...i like to use a lot of parallel imagery/typography in my amvs, but its also good to have a lot of variety and mix things up. it really depends on the song/the vibe youre going for/the type of amv.

i am happy to talk about editing stuff any time if you want me to talk more lol

#anon asks #carro answers #amv editing

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cancerian-woman · 8 months

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did u know they used real traditional witch craft in the originals

carina searched up old spells and would switch the words around and add them to the script until someone from New Orleans called them when s2 was airing and told them to stop

but they still didnt

Once again white people taking over shit that doenst belong to them and then dismissing the actual concerns

Okay, i just woke up and Im sick so if its some errors in this im sorry lol. Brain is not functioning atm - massive headaches & all.

Yeah! I’ve seen that video on tiktok recently not only did Carina Mackenzie admitted she struggle writing spells but continued to google and use someone else’s culture. Then her and Riley both laughed about the phone call. Weird as hell given that’s someone’s actual culture and practice.

There’s one thing to not believe in someone’s culture (juju, voodoo, hoodoo…) etc but if you’re constantly pulling and nitpicking at it for your own content you have no room to label someone crazy. It’s even worst when you look TO’s version of New Orleans compared to other versions of New Orleans in media. Everyone in TO’s version is white, besides a few characters but for the majority from the main cast to the background characters are white. Yet, you have New Orleans depicted in Princess in the frog—diverse, AHS:Coven-diverse. We really didn’t get black main characters (and they were temporary) until fans complained and TO frequently did a body-jump as placeholders.

There’s also another instance of how the writers took and manipulated culture is in (2x13) when the wolves are throwing/laying brooms at Jayley’s door, which Jackson explained “jumping the broom” meant jumping into bed with your partner. When jumping the broom was created during slavery and never about rushing to have sex with your partner.

There’s more to name that occurred but yeah white people will use up someone else’s culture and get mad you dare correct them on it. I mean look at how they react when black women tell them not to wear box braids. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#anti Carina Mackenzie #viavolterra #anti the originals #anti TO #dria responds #anti Julie Plec #anti tvd #anti the vampire diaries #i know Marcel + Vincent count omg. i was not feeling good when i wrote this.

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jalebi-weds-bluetooth · 6 months

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Hi Jalebi! 1st off im new here, this would be my 1st tumbir interaction, so this is going to be a long one, i hope u dont mind. I spend the majority of my day on tumbir just going through ipk stuff & u would be my no. 1 blog, i got to know about the tumbir fandom thru u, & uff that username, jalebi weds bluetooth, i love it, it gives me the feels. Love ur podcast as well. My sister thinks ive went completely mad with this show bc literally all i do is talk about it, watch ipk, watch ipk vms, read ipk stuff, watch ipk interviews, watch ur podcast, watch ipk some more, but then i came across this crazy fandom & im telling her it feels so good to know that there are people who are even more crazy about it. I have a lot to say but I'd do it in intervals, like one message per day as to not bombard u with my crazies at once. i hope u dont get overwhelmed cause I have a looooot to say and no one to discuss this with. I really really love the way u describe things & also bc so many of ur canons or the way u think things would have went/ will go is exactly how i imagine it too. For the picture ask game, if u're forced to attend a family event and u come across a relative that u rather not meet (like Dadi Ji), what would be ur instant reactions? Mine would be this; the immediate wiping off of smile

Hello hello you are so cute, welcome to this crazy blog and I am glad you sent such long sweet ask.

OMG THANK YOU FOR LOVING THE PODCAST <3

No no you're very kind so thank you so much, your message isn't overwhelming at all.

Thank you for liking the canon ideas! I keep tweaking it left and right, lol. But only because it is such a good show!

Omg what a great picture ask, haha, the following will be my exact reaction-

"Oh wow, here's my second headache of the day"

(the picture ask game) ;)

Best,

Jalebi

#ask #thedupattaknowswhatsup #lol love the username #but yeah I'd be so Manorama #With all the bombastic side eye

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fbfh · 1 year

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sorry for spamming your inbox but i have a mad migraine that won't go away and ever tho looking at a screen hurts rn your percy fics are the only thing dulling the pain lol

its weird bc I have like a combination headache (?) it's on one side of my head but also like a the "band" of my head (idk how else to explain it) but it feels like a mix of a migraine AND a tension headache ugh I hate thissssdss

LFKJSLKSJ THAT SUCKS BABES IM SORRY YOURE GOING THROUGH THAT </3

listen when you get a migrane, Percy is SO there for you. god he's so comfy to be around to begin with, he has such a soothing energy. after your first migrane (which he was totally unpreapred for but still did pretty good at helping you) he now knows everything that helps you feel better. most of the time you just lay on his lap or chest, sometimes he spoons you, and just his physical touch helps you feel better. he'll probably joke about taking you to the seaside to help your health, like in old timey novels. you tell him that doesn't sound like such a bad idea. he just hums in response, but it makes him all blushy. he really should take you to the ocean, it's been too long since you went out there together.

#drabbles #percy jackson #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson drabbles #heroes of olympus #heroes of olympus x reader #heroes of olympus drabbles #pjo #pjo x reader #pjo drabbles

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dichromaticdyke · 2 months

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🗣 - Mama, just call me the yapper cause I got things to say! LOL. Anyway :3c

HF!Skwisgaar except remove the HF. You talk about super insecure Skwisgaar, might I suggest that she uses her hyper femininity as a shield to protect herself from her self esteem. She was probably one of those girls who refused to remove their makeup at night because she would rather fix it in the morning than have to face her bare features. So, as an adult, she very very VERY rarely goes without wearing make up. Like, it's a .00001% chance of seeing her without. Whereas Toki, bless her butch soul, couldn't tell you the difference between a lipstick and an eyeliner. (Probably has tasted both of them though at one point)

One day, Skwisgaar wakes up and gets ready to put on her face except, her makeup shelf, has completely collapsed, breaking all of her make up. This sends her into a /SPIRAL/ It's date night with Toki and she has no makeup whatsoever. Just like OG Skwisgaar has that sliding mechanical door, so does this Skwisgaar and she can lock it, so no one can get in. She calls a Klokateer and gives them a list of items she needs. She holds herself in her room waiting and keeps giving Toki excuse after excuse about why she wont let her in. But Toki is a persistent little shit and intercepts the Klokateer that is delivering her makeup. Skwisgaar tells the "klokateer" to leave the bag on the ground and leave. So Toki pretends to and waits. When Skwisgaar hears that the coast is clear, she opens the door only to see Toki behind the door smiling like a loon with her bag cause she finally got to see her GF. But Skwisgaar is MORTIFIED! She is BARE faced, but worse, shes also been crying. Toki manages to get in, not noticing the "problem" and flops on her bed, talking about whatever. But Skwisgaar is PISSED! Shes yelling, cussing, throwing stuff, getting super heated, and Toki is stunned because she does NOT understand the problem. But then Skwisgaar breaks down and thats when Toki is like "Oh shit!" And goes to comfort her but is pushed back, with Skwisgaar saying that she doesnt want Toki to look at how ugly she is and other self conscious thoughts but Toki is just very confused. Because, ugly? Skwisgaar? That's an impossibility. And Toki tells her that. Skiwsgaar is just mad because of course Toki wouldn't get it, so she starts angrily pointing out everything wrong with her face. Splotchy skin. Crows feet. Dark circles under her eyes. Large pores. And on and on until Toki stops her by grabbing her hands. "Buts yous just looks like Skwisgaar tos me." Because Toki doesnt "see" all of that. All she sees is her girlfriend, her lead Guitarist, her biggest headache and largest supporter. She sees Skwisgaar, someone she loves, and she looks beautiful to Toki no matter what. This doesnt fix all of Skwisgaar’s self esteem issues and she still wants that make up, but something about the genuineness of it resonates with her, that at least one person, the most important person to her, thinks shes beautiful no matter what.

They have date night inside that night.

…am i mama now. am i being force hey mamas’d.

anyway hdhjfdifhfhfh

IM NOT CRYING YOU’RE CRYING 😭

#ask.mj #beloved anon #skwistok #this is so fucking sweet oh my god. can i steal this idea and write a full fic around it?#like not just this concept but also like what their date would be and some exploration into skwis’s self esteem #BECAUSE IF YOU KNOW ME IF YOU KNOW MY WRITING you know i like to break that swede into pieces #♀⚙️#🗣️ anon

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