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fan-fantasies · 9 months

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Worship

A/N: I need more Rhea fics in my life 😩 I’m using fanfiction to cope with my real life feelings so I need as much as possible 😅

Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Reader

Warnings: cheating (with Rhea), verbal abuse (from shitbag boyfriend), semi-public smut, oral (reader receiving), fingering, swearing, mentions of relationship issues

“Oh, please please please! I need your help!” You begged. Rhea looked at you with an annoyed expression.

“I don’t understand why you need my help for that,” she sighed.

“Because I need someone else’s opinion on whether I look good or not,” you said.

She wanted to tell you that you always look beautiful and no one else compared to you. She wanted to tell you that your no-good, sleazy boyfriend didn’t deserve you and the effort you put into the relationship. She wanted to tell you to choose her instead— but she just settled for “fine.”

“Thank you!” You yelled, jumping into her arms. She knew she was going to come to regret her decision, but your puppy dog eyes were no match for her.

You drove the two of you to the mall and headed straight to your destination.

You grabbed a few pairs of lingerie while Rhea did her best to look uninterested.

“What about this?” You asked, holding up a pink babydoll. The look on her face said enough. “No then, got it.”

“You so owe me for this,” she whined as you continued to browse.

“I definitely do! Whatever you want, just name it,” you said with a smile.

I just want you, was the first thought that popped into her mind.

“I’ll think about it,” she mumbled. “I think you have enough, now can we go?”

“I haven’t even tried them on yet!”

Her heart dropped into her stomach.

“Try them on? You didn’t say anything about that,” she said nervously.

“Well duh, that’s what I need you for; to tell me if I look good in them,” you said nonchalantly. Rhea felt like she was going to die. “Sit right here and I’ll be back.”

You sat her down in the back where the dressing rooms were and took your finds into the little room.

The first piece you tried on was red and left little to the imagination. You stepped out confidently and held your arms out.

“Well?”

Rhea’s mouth went dry at the sight (something else was definitely wet though).

“It’s lovely,” she nodded, not able to take her eyes off of the floor in front of her.

“You aren’t even looking!” You whined. Rhea forced herself to look up and play cool.

“It’s really great, sweetheart,” she said.

“I think I like it, but I still wanna try on the other ones,” you said as you went back into the room.

The next one was a white one-piece and much simpler than the first one.

“It’s cute,” Rhea chuckled.

“Cute? I’m not going for cute!” You scoffed.

“What are you going for exactly?” She asked.

“Fuck me.”

“What?” Rhea asked in a panic.

“I’m going for ‘fuck me’ vibes,” you said simply.

“Oh, yeah. I knew what you meant,” she said. “I still don’t get why you’re doing all this. He’s lucky to even be with you.”

“I know, it’s just…things have been different lately and we haven’t done…anything in a while. I figure maybe I just need to spice things up,” you admitted.

Rhea couldn’t believe her ears. How could someone have you and not want to worship you every second of the day? Before Rhea could say anything, you continued.

“And I know what you’re probably thinking-“ she doubted it- “he’s probably getting it somewhere else but I really don’t think he’d do that, right? Maybe he’s just gotten a little bored with me so I figured maybe this would help.”

Rhea couldn’t help but feel sad at the pain in your voice. If Rhea didn’t hate your boyfriend before, she certainly did now.

“I can guarantee it doesn’t have anything to do with you. If he doesn’t see how lucky he is then he’s an idiot. You don’t have to try and do something extra just to get his attention. You’re beautiful even when you’re in sweats and no makeup.”

“Thank you,” you said with a shy smile. “I have one more I want to try on and then we can go grab lunch, okay?”

“Sounds good, gorgeous,” she said. You went back in to try on your last piece. It was black lace with purple detailing.

You stepped out and Rhea was convinced she had died and gone to heaven. She stood up and circled you, taking in every inch.

“Now this, this is a winner,” she said, playing with the strap on your shoulder. A shiver went down your spine and you took a shaky breath. The way she was looking at you looked like she could eat you right then and there.

“You think so?” You whispered.

“I know so, but I do think it would look better on the floor,” she said, leaning in closer. “How about we find out?”

You should’ve been embarrassed at how fast you nodded. She pulled you into the changing room and locked the door behind you. She was so furious at your boyfriend for making you feel less than, she was determined to worship you exactly how you deserved.

She began to kiss your neck, her hands groping your ass. She finally pulled you in for a kiss and everything seemed to click. Years of friendship melted into more and it just felt right.

She slipped her tongue into your mouth and easily won dominance over yours. She began pulling at the straps of the lingerie and you let her strip it off of you. You tried to pull her belt off but she stopped you.

“This is about you, gorgeous. There’ll be plenty of time for that later,” she chuckled.

She sat you down on the little bench and knelt in front of you. She kissed up your leg and nipped at you thighs before diving into your center. Her tongue worked wonders on your clit. You were extra sensitive, not having been touched in so long.

“Oh shit, more,” you begged. She slid a finger between your folds before sinking it into you. She added another and began to pump them into you while continue to lap at your clit. You did your best to contain your moans, only a thin door separating you from the store outside.

“You taste divine, sweetheart. I bet he never made you feel this good,” she smirked, stretching you with a third finger.

“Never,” you moaned, rolling your eyes back in pleasure.

As if on cue, your phone began to ring. You wanted to ignore it, but Rhea grabbed it with her free hand and handed it to you.

“Answer it, love,” she said. You looked at her like she was crazy and when you didn’t listen, she pulled her fingers out which made you whine. “Answer.”

She lowered her head back down and began to suck on your clit. You pressed answer and took a breath to compose yourself.

“Hello?”

“Where the hell are you? You were supposed to pick up my dry cleaning and bring it to the office half an hour ago!” Your boyfriend yelled on the other line.

“Shit,” you sighed, Rhea speeding up her actions. “Um, yeah sorry, I forgot.”

“Well get them here asap!”

“I’m busy right now,” you told him.

“I don’t give a shit, bitch,” he snapped. Rhea’s eyes lit up with fury as she pulled away. You began to panic, worried she’d take the phone.

“Go get them yourself, asshole,” you quickly said. Everyone froze.

“What did you just say to me?” He asked, venom in his tone.

“You heard me. We’re done. Now leave me alone, I said I’m busy,” you said before hanging up the phone. You tossed it to the side, not caring where it lands. Rhea looked up at you with a shocked expression.

“I think that deserves a reward,” she chuckled before diving back in. She slid two fingers back into you and thrusted them, circling your clit with her tongue ring. You were getting closer and she could tell. She focused on stimulating your clit, finally pushing you over the edge. You bit onto your fist to keep from screaming out. She slowed down as you came down from your high and finally pulled her fingers from you and licking them clean.

“Guess I had dessert before lunch,” she said with a smirk.

“I guess so,” you laughed, pulling on your clothes. You just finished when she stopped you by grabbing your hands in hers.

“Are you okay?” She asked, sincerity in her voice.

“Never better,” you gave her a genuine smile. “It was long overdue. And I think I might have something better on the horizon anyway.”

“You most definitely do,” she said, kissing you softly.

“I think we have to buy that now,” you said, pointing to the discarded lingerie on the floor.

“As long as I get to take it off of you, we can buy whatever you want,” she chuckled. “Now let’s get out of here, babe.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Hm I like the sound of that,” she smirked. She grabbed your hand and pulled you from the dressing room.

The smile on your face never left for the rest of the day. Rhea ended up accompanying you home and you spent the rest of the day making up for lost time.

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kaulitzsposts · 6 months

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il take care of you-bill kaulitz

contents-smut, oral, p n v

synopsis-you get back from a hard day but your boyfriend seems to know how to take care of you.

etc-uhm this is my first smut so give me ideas please love you all pookies

I slammed the door shut going into the house before putting my head on the table top with my head in my hands.

“what’s wrong princess” bill said wrapping his arms around my waist from behind.

“this job i swear to fuck i hate it, it’s far to much and i’m hardly ever home to see you it’s just” i sigh “too much for me” resting my head on bills shoulder he played with my hair.

“then why do you do it meine leibe you do realise no matter what when i’m here il look after you always, iv got money if it was up to me u wouldn’t be working a single day of your life” he smirked kissing the side of my neck.

“maybe, but i couldn’t you work hard for where u are now i’m not someone who would rely on you for that bill” i looked up at him his eyes were pierced into mine he backed me up a bit into the corner of the table putting my hair behind my ear.

“just think about it baby but for now let me take care of u” he started too unfasten my dress straps letting it fall down my sides “god i’ve missed you” he said eagerly as he smashed his lips into mine “missed you too” i said in between kisses. he pulled back before picking me up wrapping my legs around his waist practically breaking the bedroom door down and placing me on the bed.

“my beautiful girl” he cooed before pulling me on top of him passionately making out.

i could already feel his bulged jeans rubbing against my thigh without hesitation i reached down grabbing hold of his belt and tugging on it so he got the hint i wanted them off him he smirked before ripping them off and throwing them aside on the floor.

he took a hold of my waist making me sit on top of him so he was straddled to the bed i could feel him rubbing through my panties making me let out slight whimpers through out kisses until he grabbed hold of me again pulling me up towards his face placing me just above his mouth.

“oh god f..fuck” i moaned out his tongue piercing edged against my core making my body shiver and legs shake “taste to good want you to cum in my mouth wanna hear ur pretty little moans” him dirty talking almost pushed me over the edge enough as it is i put my hands on the head board and grinded against his soft tongue.

i moved my hands down to pull his hair through my fingers “feels so good bill” i felt the knot in my stomach begin to unloosen as i gasped before cumming all over his pretty face.

“mm such a good girl for me think u can go again tho” he smirked pulling me down and pushing me up against the bed without giving me a chance to even bat an eye he shoved his tip into me slowly making a moan escape my lips “so fucking tight” he groaned before pushing his full member inside making me dig my nails into his back leaving my mark.

“h..harder bill” i managed to get out still whimpering, “as you please” he said breathing heavy before slamming into me harder making me near enough scream his name out i arched my head back closing my eyes feeling the same thing in my stomach “gonna cum b..bill fuck”.

“cum for me come on…so close baby your doing so well” his words pushed me over the edge as i tightened around him he twitched inside of me before we both rode out our climaxes, “fuck” he moaned before pulling out and putting his head on the crook of your neck.

“your so beautiful y/n i want you to stay with me all day every day how does that sound hm?” he circled his fingers on my stomach placing a kiss on my cheek.

“sounds amazing” i smiled pulling him into my embrace.

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lamogene · 1 year

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Bubble pop electric

Context warning. Cucking , p n v, oral,

Pregnancy , unprotected sex, cheating

and a slight breeding kink

Chad wants to make sure his new best friend Ethan isn't still a virgin at age at so he asked his girlfriend his huge favor...but it didn't go as planned.

"Man don't worry I'm sure you'll find someone to lose your virginity to soon you're a total stud." Chad said nudging Ethan's shoulder.

"I don't know man , I feel like I'm hopeless. You're so lucky you have someone as gorgeous like y/n" Ethan mumbled out.

Ethan had a thing for you since you guys were in highschool, he would jerk himself off thinking about you and still did occasionally. He tried not to though since he felt guilty for thinking about his friends girlfriend in such a way but whenever he saw you in your short skirts and short dresses he couldn't help but think about him pleasing you. Pushing your panties to the side and licking sucking on your clit while you moan his name out in pleasure.

He low-key had a bit of resentment and anger towards Chad for being in a relationship with you. He would literally see red whenever he would kiss you , hold your hand and the thing that made him wanna murder Chad was when he would grab your ass. It would make him sick to his stomach thinking about how Chad was the one making love to you, the nights that Chad would kick him out but the thing that really angered him were the nights when you'd sleep over and Chad would have his way with you when Chad thought Ethan was sleeping. He would jerk himself off listening to your moans and imaging him having his way with you.

"You aren't hopeless man we'll figure something out , you won't turn 19 a virgin I promise." Chad said and then gave his buddy a fist bump and said that he'd see him later.

While Chad was walking to your dorm he had an idea , a really dumb one but an idea nonetheless. What if he let Ethan have sex with you. Ya it isn't ideal and no man wants to see girlfriend be fucked by another man but it was Ethan , it wasn't like he was gonna be some sex god. He was probably gonna last maybe 30 seconds and then cum all over your tummy and then he gets to say he's not a virgin anymore.

You heard a knock on your door and excitedly ran to open up it to see your hunk of a boyfriend Chad.

"Hey baby!!" You said smiling at him.

"Hey honey bunny" he said leaning in for a kiss.

You leaned into the kiss and continued smiling out of pure happiness. He smiled at you too but also looked like he had something on his mind.

"What are you thinking about love" you asked him still smiling.

He hesitated to say anything but then decided to ask. "So what are your opinions on Ethan Landry do you think he's attractive?"

"I mean he's good looking but he's not you" You said with a smirk. "Why are you asking?"

"I was just wondering because I had this idea and it's crazy but hear me out. You know how Ethan's a virgin right?" He looked at you and noded.

"Ya…." You said, raising your eyebrow.

"What if you helped him with that problem…..it would only probably last 30 seconds anyways." He awkwardly chuckled when asking.

You thought about it for a second. The thing is you'd have sex with Ethan if you and Chad weren't together. You always had a bit of a thing for Ethan's nerdy charm but he never made a move when it came to you so you assumed he wasn't really into so you stopped thinking about him past being friends.

You sighed "Fine but only if you're in the room with me and hold me while he has sex with me."

Chad sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Ethan's so lucky he's my best friend…fine I'll do that for you but is it okay if I close my eyes?"

You chuckled. "Sure love" you pecked him on the lips

Later that night Chad came home after having some adult fun time with you before Ethan potentially does. He saw Ethan at his desk stressing out over his math homework.

"Hey buddy I have a little surprise for you...I've found a way to cure your virgin problem" Chad said in a jokingly seductive voice.

Ethan snapped his head back at Chad, becoming immediately interested in the conversation. "So-so who is she?"

"I can't say , it's a surprise. Just come here tomorrow at 8pm and she'll be here waiting for you." Chad said with a smirk.

"Alright…" Ethan mumbled.

The night passes and it's tomorrow evening. Ethan sat in his econ class wondering who the hell Chad set him up with. A bit of him was hoping It was you but he knew it wasn't since Chad would probably rather die than let another man shake your hand let alone stick his dick in you. After econ Ethan started walking back to his dorm room stressed , he texted Chad letting him know he was on the way home since Chad had asked him to knock on the door before coming inside.

Ethan knocked on the door anxious about what was gonna be behind that door when all the sudden you open the door wearing one of Ethan's flannel which was unbuttoned and had your vagina and breast exposed.

"Hey Ethan how are you doing today , I heard you had a really big test today? You asked while grabbing his hand and leading him to his twin sized mattress that Chad was sitting at the top of.

"Ya-ya very stressful test" he said, stumbling over his own words while his pants became tight.

"I'm sorry to hear that sweetheart, but I'm here now if you wanna have some fun with me" you said in a seductive tone.

You then made your way to the bed and laid half of your upper body on Chad starting to feel a little nervous but also a little excited you started to wonder what his cock looked like. Surely it's not bigger than Chads. You're also just hoping it isn't since Chad's size is already too much for you to handle most of the time.

"Do you wanna touch me Ethan , you can touch me anywhere you'd like." You said In a sweet and comforting tone.

"Could I uh play with your breast please y/n" he asked with his face red.

"Sure , let me help you out Ethan" you said while putting his big hands on your breast.

His face turned red as he started to massage them causing you to let out small moans from how cold his hands were. He then took one of your nipples started to suck on it while playing with the other one. You continued to let out soft moans. Despite his virgin status his hands were magical. You felt yourself becoming wet just from him playing with your nipples.

"Oh Ethan that feels so good" you moaned, face turning red forgetting your boyfriend behind you was right there watching.

He smirked when hearing that approval and looked up at Chad seeing him rub his head in a stressed out manor. He then started leaving a trail of kisses from your breast to your vagina. Ethan started feeling his cheeks turn red while looking at the beauty that was your vagina. He couldn't believe that his dick was gonna be in it tonight hoping it brings you pleasure so he could hear your beautiful moans. Also the thought of getting Chad's girl off made him his brain go feral.

He trailed his finger on your heat slowly pushing his long skinny ring finger into you. Chad looked down at you seeing you bite your lip making his stomach turn. He started to feel himself get angry. Ethan continued pushing his single finger in and out of you curling his finger up hitting your g-spot causing you to let out a loud whiny moan. You started to hold Chad's hand for comfort. You could see Chad was getting uncomfortable which made you feel bad , especially since you didn't want Ethan to stop. He then slipped in another finger which caused you to let another moan while he continued to push his fingers in and out of you picking up the pace making you squeeze Chad's hand tighter. Chad felt like he was gonna vomit seeing you feel such pleasure from a man he thought would make you laugh from how bad he would be at pleasing you. He then brought his tongue to your vagina swirling his tongue around your clit. Picking up the pace with his fingers making you almost moan out his name et-mmmmm." Ethan felt his pants getting tighter than he thought was possible.

He took his tongue off your clit and pulled his finger out. "Mmm fuck.". He then got up and started taking his belt off and pulled his pants off. He was nervous but took a deep breath and pulled his boxers down. Causing your eyes to widen. His cock was so thick and long. He was at least an inch longer than Chad your eyes widen.

You looked at Chad looking mad as hell. He then leaned down to your ear and whispered "is it okay if I go out for a bit I don't think I can watch this." he said in an upset tone. "Sure baby , do you wanna maybe go out after this" you asked him.

"Sure." He quickly got up kissing your head which caused Ethan to roll his eyes. y/n was supposed to be his tonight but it was okay since he was about to be up in Chad's beautiful girlfriend and the women he's been in love with since he was in high school. He then tapped Ethan's shoulder and then left the room.

"Are you okay y/n your eyes look pretty wide. We don't have to do this if you aren't comfortable." He said in a concerned tone getting closer to you and caressing your face. Which caused you to melt and look at him with soft eyes like you were in love with him. "No I want to do this with you Ethan….promise you won't tell Chad I said that…he'd never be able to look at me the same way again if he heard me say that…".

"Of course y/n , I'd never tell him that."

He laid a kiss on your check until you pushed his face onto your soft lips. His face turned red but he gave into the kiss , he felt like he was dreaming.

You then pulled him off.

"My eyes were just wide because…. you're a bit bigger than Chad, so be gentle with me please Ethan."

He smirked hearing that but then quickly stopped. "Of course y/n whatever you want I'll follow. "Do you have any lube y/n?"

"Sadly no Chad kind of usually just spits on it and puts it in." "God you deserve better than that." He said planting a kiss on your neck." You felt his dick go in between the middle of your folds making him leak pre-cum.

"Are you ready y/n or do you need more prep.".

"Ya I'm ready." you said kissing him again.

"Alright love.".

He spat on his cock and started rubbing his spit all over his cock. He started to slowly push his thick tip inside you. "Mmm Ethan fuck just that for now.". You whined out.

"Okay baby." He said pushing your hair behind your ears.

"Okay , you can thrust in just a little bit.".

He started to slowly thrust into you only pushing his 8 inches into you half way.

"Oh my God you're so big…kiss me please to distract me from the pain.". You said while stroking the remaining inches of cock that he didn't put into you yet. He let out a moan and then bent over and started making out with you accidentally pushing himself in you more. You let out a moan.

"Mmmm Ethan." You groaned out. "You're so fucking big Jesus fucking christ. i think I'm ready to take all of it…".

He nodded in response and lifted himself up off of you and started slowly thrust in and out while he watches you let out such sexy noises. "God you're so fucking tight , I'm so lucky to have sex with you , I've loved you since highschool y/n.". He moaned out. "Ethan….I wish you told me that , I always liked you…..I used to masturbate to the thought of you having sex with me." You said while you started to play with your nipples.

He started to blush while picking up the pace while put his hands on your waist.

"Ethan……". You said while moaning out.

"Yes love.". He groaned out.

"Tell me you love me still….". You said holding his hand that was on your waist.

"Y/n…. I'll always love you….". He said pulling your hand up to kiss it.

He then lowered him onto you and continued to thrust himself in and out of you while making out with you as you started caressing his cheek. You've never felt so loved. Chad was a great boyfriend but he never made you feel this special during sex. "Oh Ethan….I love you too…".

You felt him twitching inside of you.

He then started to pick the pace up fucking you faster and harder. Making you let out loud moans , you repeatedly kept moaning out his name loudly. You didn't care if anyone heard you. You loved Chad but started to not care if anyone knew you were fucking someone who wasn't Chad. You don't know what it was but the infidelity of the situation made you wetter. You started to clench onto him tighter feeling your sex starting to on and off tighten on him.

"Fuck I'm so close Ethan…". You looked at him with lustful eyes. He continued picking up the pace even tho he knew he was so close to cumming but he was nervous about him cumming to soon. You moaned out more and louder feeling him hitting your g-spot.

"Oh my God , I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum Ethan!!!!" You scream out releasing all over him. He continued thrusting in and out of you while looking into your eyes. He then felt himself release inside you pushing himself deep inside you letting out a loud groan.

You let out a soft moaning feeling the pleasure of himself emptying his warm cum inside you until you feel your eyes widen. "Ethan…I'm not on the pill…". You said with your face turning red.

"I-i I'm so sorry y/n.". He said quickly pulling himself out of you".

"I had no idea Chad told me you were on the pill awhile ago…so I thought..".

He said this feeling bad because he knew was lying to you. He wanted to cum in you hoping to get you pregnant and trap you. He felt a little guilty but he knew if it worked it would be worth it if you decided to keep it which he knew you might decide to keep it since he heard you talking about how much you wanted to be a mother someday.

You looked at the time "Oh shit.".

You kissed Ethan and quickly got up throwing you underwear and threw a dress on that you wore while walking to the dorm. And then planted a kiss on Ethan's lips. "I…would love to do this again if you can keep a secret…". You said smirking at him.

"If would be an honor to make love to you again.".

It's been a month since you made love to Ethan and you guys continued to hook up at least 3 days a week you continued to let him cum inside you. The thrill of him finishing inside you while you were with Chad made the sex so enjoyable and exciting.

You were also extremely delusional and thought it was impossible for you to actually get pregnant since you were told a few years ago that you were 70 percent infertile so you threw away the idea of wanting kids but you fantasized about it. You would fantasize about it every time you had sex with you Chad or Ethan.

It was weeks later and you started to feel sick and started vomiting everyday. You were nervous and ended up calling Mindy crying. "Mindy I think I'm pregnant…can you come over while I take the test and please don't tell Chad…".

"Of course y/n I'll be there soon.". Mindy said in a rushed tone.

Mindy came over within 30 minutes with a pregnancy test. She hugged you while you continued to cry. You felt scared because you knew it was definitely Ethan's and you couldn't lie to Chad about it.

You took the pregnancy test anxiously waiting for the results while in the bathroom with Mindy while she hugged you. The alarm on your phone started going off you. You took a deep breath and looked at the test. When you read the test you started crying. It was positive. You were screwed. How were you gonna tell Chad that it wasn't his and tell Ethan that you're pregnant. Mindy hugged you. "It's okay y/n Chad will support any decision you make." She said running her hands through your hair.

"I'll figure out a time to tell him…." You said in a scared tone with your eyes wide.

You knew your life was about to change depending on whatever decision you made.

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junggunz · 4 days

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♡⸝⸝ nsfw alphabet: wooin yoo

cw: fembodied reader. wooin is toxic. duh. typical thirsty rambles. an: what can i say- im a WHORE for sabbath crew. @ayylovley as promised, here is our community pp.

wooin's overall vibe while doing the deed: gfg by miguel // i like the way you kiss me by artemis

A - Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

After rearranging your guts, Wooin is the type to ask you to get him water. He’s so sassy, saying shit like “I worked hard to make you cum that many times. All I’m asking for is some water.” Whether or not he wants cuddles afterwards is gonna depend on things like how he’s feeling, how much he likes you, or if he has time to laze around. In the event that he does want them, he’s not gonna ask you to cuddle; he will demand them. You wanna go to clean up or use the bathroom after? Too bad, Wooin thinks you should cuddle him while he’s feeling affectionate.

B - Body Part (their favorite body part on themselves and their favorite body part on their partner)

On himself, highkey I think Wooin is really into his tongue. Like, why else would it always be out? He knows it’s a killer.

On his partner…I’m not saying Wooin has a foot fetish, but he does give me the vibe that he would criticize you if you didn’t have good looking feet LMFAO.

C - Cum (anything related to 💦💦💦)

Wooin likes to get real nasty with it. He loves cumming on you and in you equally. Gives me the impression that if he’s in a committed relationship with you, he would go as far to slurp his cum out of you just so he could spit it into your mouth.

D - Dirty Secret

Would there even be any secrets with Wooin- he seems like he would be a very forthcoming person when it comes to sex for the most part in my opinion. Any ‘secrets’ he might have he would be the type to bring them up as jokes or like to allude to them in another way.

If he were to have a secret, I think it’d be something out of pocket like doing some blasphemous roleplay where you dress as a nun. This wouldn’t necessarily be a secret…but Wooin def seems like the type to be a bratty sub if you ever decide to dom him.

E - Experience (how experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

Wooin is a slut. He knows exactly what he’s doing. Argue with your mom bout it.

F - Favorite Position

Doggy. From the back. With his foot on your face. Also, butter churner if you’re flexible enough.

G - Goofy (are they more serious or playful in the moment?)

Wooin is a good mix of serious and playful during sex. He’s definitely a teasing little shit so his playfulness can easily come across as mean.

H - Hair (how well groomed they are)

Seeing how well he maintains his haircut (he’s def a slut who gets fresh cuts every week or every other week) Wooin probably partakes in a bit of manscaping. Once again, if he doesn’t keep it trimmed, you’re not gonna be able to see how much he’s packing- he gives me the impression that he might be totally smooth down there when he feels like it.

I - Intimacy (how romantic are they in the moment?)

It’s so rare to get Wooin to be romantic. He seems like the type to never really be romantic until you’ve been seeing him for a faaat minute. He’s actually so toxic- if you even give him just the impression that you’re thinking of seeing someone else, he’d probably put in more effort into showing you how much you actually mean to him.

J - Jack Off (how frequently do they masturbate?)

Not that often. Maybe every now and then if he wakes up really horny or can’t sleep. But Wooin definitely feels like masturbation is beneath him. Why settle for using his hand when he can use your throat?

K - Kink

Like mentioned in ‘I’ you are not getting romantic sex from Wooin. He’s giving you that rough, degrading sex that almost makes you regret hooking up with him because you have no idea if he’ll call again, but at the same time…it felt really good. That being said…Wooin’s major kinks are gonna be degrading, dirty talking, spanking, and a bit of breathplay.

Diving a little more into things, he’s also into:

Filming - so you can have a nice little souvenir of your time with him. Because he’s evil, he may or may not keep a copy of the video to show to his buddies.

Phone sex - especially when you don’t initially know that he’s getting off to the sound of you talking.

Cockworship - no comment.

He’s also the type to spit in your mouth. The more often he does it, the more he likes you.

Wooin definitely has a bunch of other kinks that I will leave up in the air, but those are just the main things I think of when it comes to him. Most important takeaway is that he likes his sex sloppy and exhilarating.

L - Location (favorite places to do the deed)

Anywhere and everywhere ??? This man has no shame.

M - Motivation (what turns them on and gets them going)

Wooin gets the most turned on when sex feels like a conquest or challenge. There are two types of people that I imagine him gravitating toward; someone who is hard to get and expresses initial disinterest in him OR someone who is a bit hesitant/shy when he puts the moves on them. He is a strategist and sees sex as a mental game before it becomes physical.

In a scenario where the two of you are already dating/acquainted with one another, Wooin would still like it when you play hard to get and initially ‘reject’ his advances so he could seduce you. But on the flip side, I think he would also like it if you came across as needy for him because who doesn’t enjoy the ego boost of knowing someone wants them real bad.

N - NO (what turns them off or something they’re strongly against)

Wooin seems very adventurous in the bedroom so I can’t think of too many of the common kinks he wouldn’t at least try once. One thing Wooin probably wouldn’t be too keen on trying is him being gagged. He has a filthy mouth and he’s the type to know exactly what to say to get you going; not being able to speak would frustrate him to no end.

O - Oral (preference for giving or receiving, skill level)

Whether Wooin prefers to receive or give head will probably depend on his relationship with whoever he’s fucking tbh. He already knows that his tongue is magic and he can do all sorts of neat tricks with it so when he’s on the giving end, he sees it as something you have to work for and prove that you deserve.

P - Pace

Wooin is the type to keep you on your toes. His pace switches up pretty often. A lot of guys do that thing where they slow down when they don’t wanna cum too quickly but I don’t think Wooin would be one. It’s more likely for him to slow down when he knows you’re about to finish because he likes teasing you and then his pace will pick up when he’s getting close.

Q - Quickie (opinions on them/how often)

He’s a big fan of quickies. Probably gets into them often because he’s a SLUT. Even in a serious relationship, quickies are still gonna be frequent.

R - Risk (do they like to experiment or take risks?)

Duh. Do I seriously need to say anything else.

S - Stamina (how long do they last? How many rounds would they like to go for?)

In my Lookism NSFW Alphabets, I mention how almost all the characters are gonna have insane amounts of stamina. Same thing is gonna go for the Windbreaker characters tbh. Like, c’mon. Windbreaker is all about cyclists. OF COURSE EVERYONE IS GONNA HAVE MORE STAMINA THAN THE AVERAGE PERSON.

With Wooin…I honestly haven’t decided if he would be the type to use sex as a means of improving his athletic performance or if he would work on his athletic performance so he could last longer in bed. But like either way, he’s taking you to Pound Town and then back several times.

T - Toy (how do they feel about using them?)

Wooin definitely dabbles in some toy usage when the mood strikes. While dating, he’s the type to make you wear one of those remote control vibrators in public when the two of you go on any sort of outing.

U - Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Wooin is actually so unfair it’s ridiculous. He loves edging and orgasm denial. He has some selfish tendencies so he’s one of the characters that I can imagine not caring if his partner cums or not. What matters more to him if he’s able to leave you craving more of him.

V - Volume (how loud they are and what sounds do they make?)

Already mentioned that Wooin is into dirty talk so it should be no surprise that he’s gonna be vocal. He makes all sorts of moans, groans and grunts. He might even whimper a bit when he’s feeling really good.

W - Wild Card

Wooin is the wild card if we’re being honest. If him getting territorial over you when the two of you are in the situationship phase wasn’t enough of a wild card… Wooin’s ‘secret quirk’ would be him being into you marking him and getting possessive when it comes to him.

X - X-Ray (what’s in those pants?)

Being one of the ‘shorter’ Windbreaker characters (but he’s still tall to me tbh) his pp is gonna be proportional to his height and average length. Leans toward the thick side though. Has a nice curve to it. PROBABLY HAS HIS DICK PIERCED TBHHHHH.

Y - Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Wooin’s sex drive definitely fluctuates. I can’t imagine him being a horndog 24/7 even while dating because he gives me ‘money over bitches’ vibes as proven by the playlist i made for him lol. His sex drive does seem to increase whenever he’s bored or craving physical intimacy.

Z ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 - (how quickly they fall asleep after.)

Wooin would only fall asleep after sex if he was super comfortable with you. Definitely the type to send his one night stands home before he goes to bed. But like even if he were comfortable enough to sleep in your presence, he’d probably be on his phone for a bit before actually going to bed.

bonus!

“It's funny,” Wooin starts off, a smug grin tugging at his lips as he looks at you. “You always say that you're over me but here you are; under me once again.”

You shiver as his fingers spider along your cheek and jawline, his thumb grazes your lips oh so gently before it catches the corner of your mouth and pries it open. It’s almost an instinctive response at this point for you to let your jaw go slack, sticking your tongue out so Wooin can let a fat glob of his spit land on the waiting muscle. He never has to ask because you just take it; willingly at that. Perhaps it’s because you like the way his saliva looks as it drips past the shiny jewelry in his tongue before it cascades down the serpentine appendage. Or possibly, between doing the Devil’s Tango with him and bickering with him because he did so many things outside of the bedroom to get under your skin, you developed a little crush on him.

Maybe just maybe, the old wives tale about letting someone spit in your mouth was witchcraft and a surefire way to become obsessed with them was true. No matter how many times you threatened to cut him off because you were tired of going in circles with him, you couldn’t resist picking up whenever he called. It was a bit pathetic to think about.

But thinking is unnecessary while you eagerly take Wooin’s spit in your mouth and swallow it down like it was the only way to hydrate yourself.

“Don’t start getting sassy with me…You’re gonna kill the mood.” You mutter, finally able to string together a response to his initial cheeky remark.

“It’s true though.” He laughs, getting you out of your clothes by tugging on the garments to silently command you to start stripping for him. “You keep trying to run away from me like I don’t already have you wrapped around my finger.”

By the time Wooin gets out of his own clothes, you prove his point by letting him maneuver your body into one of his favorite positions. Back in the perfect arch so your ass is up and ready for the taking, he doesn’t even need to prep you. From just a little bit of kissing and groping you when he first showed up at your doorstep was enough to get you like a fountain.

“Besides, why would you want to call it quits when your pussy gets this wet for me?” Wooin comments, tauntingly rubbing his shaft through your slick folds and making it a point to rub the leaking tip against your swollen pearl.

Aligning himself up to your hole then starting to slowly sink into you, inch by inch. You pant at the intrusion, clutching onto the sheets, feeling his hefty base slap against you when he bottoms out. Head empty and tight cunt full of him is exactly how Wooin likes you. He wouldn’t deny that he does like a few other things about you— some physical and some about your personality— but in this state, you’re more susceptible to this charm so of course this is favorite way to have you. You’d do anything he’d ask if it meant he’d make you cum.

As he remains motionless within your walls, you start to grow antsy; unable to stop yourself from rocking your hips back and forth just so you could feel his cock giving you the friction you craved. It was a fifty-fifty toss up of whether Wooin would let you continue like this or punish you; but those were odds you were willing to work with.

Luckily, Wooin was in a good mood today.

“That’s right, baby, there you go— feel how hard it makes me when you slut yourself out for me?” His praise is so dirty, it’s hard to believe that it’s not an insult. But with how tight your insides squeeze him, you can feel him throb inside you. Every twitch, every pulse. He’s all lubed up from your pussy and it allows you to move faster.

“Pretty little cunt just can't get enough of my cock.” Wooin muses, his tongue wetting his parched lips as his gaze remains fixed on your body beneath his.

The tantalizing sight of your hips undulating and your ass bouncing off his pelvis as you take him deep has Wooin stuck. He could honestly die happy if this was the last thing he saw. It’s kind of ironic to Wooin— how he insisted on only hitting it from the back so neither of you would catch feelings— yet here he is, convinced that he’s in love with watching your ass move and seeing how your hungry pussy takes his dick oh so well.

Maybe over time, he’d come around to settling down with you. Taking life more seriously. Knocking you up with a kid or two. For now though, he was just going to enjoy fucking the absolute lights out of you until he had no doubts about you ever ghosting him.

#windbreaker x reader #windbreaker smut #windbreaker headcanons #windbreaker scenarios #wooin yu scenarios #wooin smut #wooin x reader #junggunz.txt

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iisasarcasticlittleshite · 1 year

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Hi, this is my first time requesting anything on this site holy fuck.

could you write a Sukuna x M!Reader? it's a struggle finding any lol. I don't really have anything specific in mind but it would be cool to read a fic where he's not to OOC and lowkey treats the reader like shit, but it's completely up to you hehe

I am so sorry this took so long! I re-wrote this like ten times before finally deciding to just keep it simple and spicy!

Be warned: This is Sukuna people, it toes a line, it gets suggestive, no actual smut though. Proceed at your own risk.

You groaned, reluctant to be awake at this hour, much less to the sound of someone sneaking into your room. Again.

'Dude, it's like 8:30, what're you doing in bed?'

You cracked one eye open, scowling at the pink haired vessel stood over your bed. He had no idea what the hellspawn he hosts does to you after dark.

Yuuji has total control of his body, most of the time, except, as you've learned, if he sleeps too deeply. Sukuna can occasionally slip through, and though he can't go running wild and waking up Yuuji, he can, and will make his way to your room, and keep you awake until all hours.

You won't be telling Yuuji about this because the poor guy would trip over his own guilt, so this leaves you here, sleep deprived at eight in the fucking morning.

'Sleeping, what's it look like?'

'If you don't get up Gojo-sensei's gonna come poor water on you again.'

You whined, driving your head into the pillow before reluctantly throwing the covers off yourself. 'Fine fine, stave off the blindfold demon.'

Yuuji chuckled, throwing your uniform at you, followed by an apple. 'Just hurry up, you promised Maki you'd spar with her today.'

'Oh fuck!'

Eyes wide, you dressed in a panic, hoping the adrenaline would help wake you up. Sparring with Maki is not something to be half asleep for. Never mind that you only had ten minutes to meet her.

Yuuji rolled his eyes, throwing an apple at you next, oblivious to the fact that he's the reason you've been struggling to be a functional human being.

He's also the only reason you manage to get to any one class these days, so as far as you're concerned, he evens out his evil twin pretty well.

'You were impressive this morning.'

A sigh left your lips, spitting into the basin as you hurriedly finished brushing your teeth. 'Evening to you too, your majesty.'

'Attitude, brat.' Sukuna purred, his claws brushing across your bare back, watching the shivers shoot down you spine and the gooseflesh ride in his wake. 'Why you bother covering up during the day is beyond me.'

'I'm well aware of your opinions on shirts, Sukuna.'

Slowly, you turned to face him, wary of any sudden moves the curse may interpret as an attack. He's half naked, as usual.

His upper lip curled in a sneer, sharp teeth almost reflecting the moonlight pouring in through your window. 'Ridiculous things, how you fight in them is beyond me.'

'Is that true? Or you just wanna show off?'

Over the weeks that Sukuna's been paying you these night-time visits, you've grown desensitised to the danger you're actually in. You know you'd be dead if he wanted you dead, so why not have a little fun with it?

The curse's grin could have swallowed you whole, his hand suddenly clasped around your throat, forcing you to his eye level with his other hand digging into the flesh of your back, leaving you to wonder of he drew blood.

'You like what you see, twisted little brat.' His breath fanned your face, presence looming over you. You can feel the power rolling off him in waves, power you couldn't possibly rival. You were helpless compared to this creature.

So why go out crying?

A smile curled your lips even as he restricted the air in your lungs, making your head feel floaty. 'I'm starting to think you do too. You haven't killed me yet, bastard curse.'

Sukuna laughed, and now, you're sure he's drawn blood, you can feel it sliding down the curve of your back in tiny rivulets from where his nails broke your soft skin.

'You don't have the power to back up this kind of foolishness, boy!' He snapped.

Your heart stuttered with the growl in his voice, and despite any kind of better judgement, you melted into it further.

'Then why come here every night?'

'Why haven't you told the sorcerer?' Sukuna countered, his grin turned knowing. 'The brat, the Six Eyes, any one of them could stop me from doing this, you've had ample chance, and you've told, no one.'

You averted your eyes, ears growing warm as Sukuna eased his grip, only to yank your head back by your hair, teeth and tongue assaulting your neck.

This. This is why you've told no one. Gojo would know in an instant that you'd let the King of Curses in your pants, or worse, Sukuna would tell everyone himself, and you couldn't stand that kind of embarrassment, even if the choice had been amazing sex, or die.

Sukuna laid you out on your bed, stealing the breath from your lungs as he nipped at your ear lobe.

'You'll tell no one brat, because you're mine now.'

#yuuji x reader x sukuna #sukuna x male reader #jjk fanfic #spicy fanfic #jjk x male reader

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silvershiningtarot · 1 year

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💋🤭🤭PAC 18+ How Would Your FS Describe You To Their Friends? (short)

*I’m Back for another General Reading and make sure you guys comment and reblog the general reading. Take a five second to breathe and look at the piles carefully before you read them. Take what resonates and what doesn’t… Enjoy them my Loves!! I don’t do no more exchanges readings, if you want to know more information about your Future spouse check my prescription on my page*

Pile1~

~ The way how your future Spouse describes you to their friends, it seems like they’ll love making you laugh 😂, they’ll tell them you make them feel comfortable and secure just being in your presence makes them happy. I heard that for some of you, you have a funny laugh, that’s why they love making you laugh 😂. You have a strong faith, in a sense you are a believer, you believe in hope no matter what, I heard that you have good self-control. You take good care of yourself, washing your hair, dancing in front of a mirror and just practicing loving yourself better. That’s exactly how they describe you to their friends. I do sense that they’ll tell them you are very defensive about your feelings, situations and family. You avoid criticism, I sense you don’t like confrontation, it all depends on what type of confrontation for some of you. They tell them you have been betrayed before by friends, family members, or even your boyfriend or girlfriend, ladies and gentlemen. Your FS will tell them that you’ll love to be touched, being cherished and I think that some of y’all love language is physical touch. If it is for some of you then fuck yeah!!. Your FS tells their friends you don’t like to be lied to, I think for some of you that you are honest people, don’t like lies. So they’ll know that you are honest. Or you don’t give second chances at all, I sense that some of you are guarded as hell. You got trust issues like fucking crazy, it second someone betrays you or lied to you, you cut them off quick. That’s what makes your FS intimidated by you and I think their friends would be intimidated by you as well. Haha 😂 good!! In my opinion, good. You don’t play that shit. Oh my goodness haha 😂 yess, your FS is a sweetheart, they describe you as young at heart. You have a pure heart, you are sweetheart and you forgive very easily or you are just a sweetheart period. Awww 🥰. I think that some of you are going to get pregnant 🤰🏾 and you’ll love getting courting, someone bringing you flowers 💐 and giving you compliments. I think most of you love language can be Words of Affirmation. Maybe you have a podcast and love speaking truth. I heard them say go check out your podcast so if some of you have a podcast, then your FS will support you and tell their friends or I can see them listening to your podcasts to their friends. Aww ☺️ such a supporter. I told you!! They love making you laugh, they’ll tell their friends you love to laugh 😂 I swear even a giggle 🤭 makes them laugh 😂. I heard they love impressing you. You are their best friend, it’s like they know you their whole life. Spending quality time with you makes them happy. You love trick or treats and so what!! Get your candy or you just love dressing up for Halloween. Maybe Halloween is your favorite holiday. For some of you it can be or for most of you it’s just love going trick or treating. That’s exactly how they would describe you to their friends. I think their friends would be happy for their homie to find happiness in you. Just wanna mention that you can be doing music or anything, I can see them showing your music video to their friends. I sense Libra Sun, Moon, Venus or Rising.

Pile 2:

~ This is similar to Pile 1, haha 😂 anyways they’ll tell you that you love taking care of yourself, washing your hair and just feeling yourself. I don’t blame you!! Get sexy ladies and Gentlemen, you are Already beautiful no matter what. You would probably want a wedding 💒 celebrate anniversary in a church that’s what I got for some of you might wanna celebrate in a church. If you don’t then that’s okay that’s what came to mind. Your FS loves making you laugh, you make them comfortable and secure and being around you makes them feel happy and they can be themselves around you. Eternal Ecstasy, you have a intense emotions, especially sexually 🤪🤪😜🤤🤤🥵♥️🥰💋 you guys are some freaks I don’t think that your FS would tell their friends what’s been happening in the bedroom between you and them but they’ll would fucking tell them you are some freaks🤤🤤💋. You dealt with a lot of false mask or maybe you are wearing a false mask and subconsciously you don’t think you are but if you are for some of you revealed it. They’ll miss you quickly when they are away from you, it’s like that’s how much you make them feel. So comfortable it’s like damn!!! You are strong believers, you have faith heavy. As in to where you don’t lose faith you have hope for the world will change and etc. Oh yeah let me mention this some of you love language can be Act of service, or most of you it can just be an acts of service but giving back that love to yourself. They’ll tell their friend you love routines maybe because some of you can be Virgo Sun, Moon, Venus or Rising. If not then you just love routines then awesome 👏🏾. Your FS friends will think that you are using them but you ain’t. You love dressing nice and very fashionable. For some of you might be into fashion or you love wearing expensive clothes. Most of you I sense that you are passion for music, they tell them you are passionate for music 🎶, you’ll live or die for music 🎶 good for y’all !! 💋👏🏾. I think that you’ll be nervous as hell with your first argument and I sense that they’ll tell their friends that shit, you got scared with your first argument. I understand that it doesn't have to be a boyfriend or girlfriend, it can be a sibling or friends or family members. Didn’t I say that!! You guys are some freaks, probably into BDSM and don’t be ashamed of that. They’ll love that. That’s why you love dressing up in fashion. Well, go ahead, do your dang!! 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾

Pile 3:

~ I sense that your FS will describe you to their friends, you have trust issues. You have been betrayed by so many people. I think that for some of you who have a big ego, sometimes you let your ego get the best of you. I heard your FS saying “I don’t care, I love it.” So basically they’ll love your ego. I feel like in my opinion balances that ego out. You love to dream 💭 like you have vivid dreams, I think that they’ll sense you are psychic. Which is a good thing. I feel like for some of you, your love language is an act of service, and they know that you love doing things for others and that’s exactly what they would tell their friends. You love your freedom, speaking your truth, and sharing your victory ✌🏾!. Yassss!! 👏🏾👏🏾👏🏾 proud. I think that for some of you dreams about your wedding night or day. They’ll sense that you did something in your past that you weren't proud of and maybe some of you were prostitutes or most of you didn’t have a choice. I ain’t going further than that. I sense that they would tell your personal business to their friends like that. They’ll tell their friends you are their security like you keep them safe and when you are not around they miss the fuck outta you. If some of you are going on tour or doing anything, they’ll miss you. I told you! For some of you I believe that they’ll tell their friends you are spiritual or you believe in spirit guides. Have ancestors watching over you and protecting you. Your FS would describe you as very spiritual and love home cook meals and probably want a househusband, the husband who takes care of the household. That’s not bad in my opinion. 👏🏾👏🏾💋♥️💋💋♥️

-I hope that resonate with your piles either one. Reblog and Comment on this Post and if you want more details about your FS then check my page

Enjoy my Lovely 🥰

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scxrlettsversion · 7 months

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Secret Crush

yes i know and im sorry that i put Sugar mommy on hold everything’s been so hectic lately and i haven’t had time to write the next few chapters because i know i promised you guys there would be some smut in the next ones but honestly i don’t think im going to write some smut for this series maybe when i learn to write smut ill do a one-shot to test it out and you guys give me some feedback but anyways let’s get on with the story

Y/n’s POV:

I’m best friends with natasha and i love her in more than a way a best friend should but i mean can you really blame me she’s a person you’d wanna be in a relationship with she’s so pretty, she always make me smile, she just has the best personality but she’s never really shown interest sure we have a flirty friendship but she’s always flirty with every girl she meets so i don’t let her flirty comments get to my head plus she’s going on a date tonight so there’s another sign

*sighs* “what’s up with you?” she said “nothing nat just thinking” “what are you thinking about?” “just some things, they aren’t important what’s important is you looking good for your date let me see the outfits you picked out” i told her and she showed me two dresses, dress number 1 was a black elegant dress and number 2 was a red showy dress

Im not gonna lie i wish she was putting on these dresses for me but that’ll never happen “i think you should wear the black one” “really?” “well if you prefer the red one then wear that one” “you’re not helping me at all, what is up with you today” she said frustratingly “nothings up with me it’s just that why ask me for my opinion on dresses when you already prefer one, just wear that one” “even if i prefer one over the other im asking you to see which one would look better on me” “Natasha just pick one and move on whether it be the black one or red one doesn’t matter if you don’t hurry up you’ll be late to your date” “you know what if you’re not gonna help me then go i don’t know what the hell is up with you today but i’m not dealing with it” “I told you nothings up with me today” “just leave y/n” “fine” i said as i stormed out

i got to my room and just laid there staring at the ceiling thinking about my actions, yes i was wrong and i know that it’s just that seeing her go out with someone thats not me gets me upset how could she have not caught on that i have feelings for her i mean she’s a goddamn spy she can read everyone like an open book but when it comes to me she can’t she’s so frustrating.

Suddenly someone knocked on my door, i stood up and opened the door and it was wanda “i just came to check if you were okay, i know how you feel about nat and well now she’s going on a date with someone and you know” “yeah im okay i guess, im as good as i can be, i mean how would you be if the person you liked was your best friend and they ask you for help to get ready for their date” “i’d feel shitty” she said “but you know at some point you’ll have to get over her, maybe it’ll take long to get over her but getting over her is better than hurting yourself over and over again when she asks you to help her get ready for a date” “i know but i don’t know how to get over her, i mean how do i even start getting over her” i said frustratingly

i sighed and went back to my bed and wanda walked in, closed the door and sat next to me “hey c’mon sit up” i groaned as i sat up and looked at her, she took my hand in hers and told me “you may feel heartbroken and shitty right now but that feeling will go away in time, it doesn’t matter how long it takes you, this is a thing you can’t rush and i’ll be with you every step of the way, i’ll always have a shoulder you can lean on” “thank you wands” i said as i hugged her, suddenly the door opened and it was natasha “hey y/n i’m so-“ she was saying until she looked up “oh sorry i can come back” “oh no i was just about to leave, remember what i said y/n” she said as she back at me and walked out

“since when are you guys a thing?” “we’re not” “doesn’t look like you’re not” “well guess you’re the only one who doesn’t believe me” i said as i shrugged “well im gonna head out now” “okay” she gave me a little nod and left

i let out a sigh after she left *that was really hard to do but it’s a start in getting over her*

The next day

last night i didn’t hear natasha come back, if she is back i might’ve been sleep or something “hey y/n” carol said “yeah?” “you wanna spar with me?” “sure why not” “okay see you in 10?” “yeah” “okay see you” she said as she walked away as i walked into the kitchen i saw natasha sitting there with hickeys on her neck guess she got lucky, I walked to the fridge without saying anything and just as i was about to leave she said “no hey or nothing?” “i have to be in the gym” “saying hi doesn’t take up time” “it does for me” she scoffs “well let me not take any more of your precious time” she said angrily as she stormed off

i sighed and went on to the gym, She always does this, at some point she puts her walls up again i ask her what’s wrong she doesn’t tell me but now since im doing it to her she’s mad? i don’t understand her “hey you ready?” carol said “oh uh yeah” “alright let’s start, you throw first hit and then i’ll throw next” “alright” i said as i threw the first hit which of course she blocked it and threw one back and this went on for a couple hours until we were both tired and called it

As i was heading to mine and natasha’s floor i heard something’s that i’d always wanted to hear but not from someone else who wasn’t me.

~~~

and she posts for the first time in two months 😱 sorry guys i’ve been really busy lately and couldn’t find the time until now to write, this might be a two part one-shot idk yet ill see but hope you guys enjoy it :)

pt.2 will be out soon :)

#natasha x reader #natasha x y/n #natasha x you #natasha romanoff x you #natasha angst #natasha romanoff angst #angst #angsty #hope for a happy ending

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hi i'm back… most to least likely in skz to do a couples costume? and what are the costumes (solo or coupled)??

Oooo that’s a good one Sunny! 👻 I think a lot of it has to do with who’s coordinating who’s going along with the couple costumes too but here’s my list:

Most likely

Hyunjin. And he’s coordinating it. He’s been planning your outfit for weeks and you do not have a say in it. You will wear what he tells you to if you know what’s good for you. I think he would choose something like Howl and Sophie from or Jack and Sally. Something that makes him look good first and foremost, but also he’s got nothing but compliments for you all night.

Jisung. He’s just happy to be involved lol he will wear whatever you give him but when you make sure your outfits are at least somewhat to his interests, he’s very happy. Anything from an anime for sure but I’m particularly soft about him being Tuxedo Mask to your Sailor Moon.

Bang Chan. He’s a simp, and he’d do anything you want to do. So if you have an idea for a couples costume, he’s down. But I mean… good luck getting him out of the studio for long enough for someone to see it tho. I think he’d like something with Pokémon, where he’s Ash and you’re Misty or pikachu if that’s what you’re into. Or he’d be into something like the Big Bad Wolf and Red Riding Hood.

Felix. He’s also a simp and is down to match with you if you want. The only reason he’s below Chan is he’s got a LOT of opinions on what he’s gonna wear, and if your idea isn’t a vibe for him, he’s gonna let you know. I think he’d like the classic romanticism of Romeo + Juliet (the Leo and Claire Danes movie obv) or Link and Zelda!

Jeongin. He thinks it’d be fun to coordinate but doesn’t mind if you don’t! If you’re super into it though, he’s down as long as you guys work together and choose something that pleases you both. He’d get super shy day of Halloween and almost back out, but he goes through with it. I think for him, he’d be into Spiderman and Spider-Gwen and he’d reaaaaally appreciate that Spiderman mask when you start getting too much attention. He’d also be into Beetlejuice and Lydia imo.

Changbin. He’s only this low bc he’s not necessarily excited to match with you, he more just expected it to happen. But if you suggest a non-couple costume he is 1000% throwing a fit bc how dare you suggest not matching??? Are you his baby or not??? He’s also the only one of them who’d be down to be something spooky or scary with you, like any killer and final girl, or if he’s feeling super romantic, he’d be the Gomez to your Morticia.

Lee Know. He’s not opposed to it, but he’s not gonna put in a whole lot of effort to coordinate. He’s also stubborn so if he already knows what he wants to do, he’s probably gonna stick to it. Once the time comes, he finds it really cute you put in so much effort just to match with him. He’d be into being Anakin and Padme or some Harry Potter characters with you. But fuck that antisemitic terf ass jkr.

Seungmin. Tsundere ass would not try to coordinate with you. In fact, he tells you it’s a little embarrassing and he does NOT wanna wear something he doesn’t like. He also just doesn’t seem like someone who’d love the whole dressing up thing anyway so he’s doing something simple and dressing up like a baseball player. It’s an outfit he already has, so why not? But jokes on him, you dress up to match bonus points if it’s from the baseball scene in Twilight. He wants to be embarrassed but really, he thinks it’s hot you put that much effort into it. He goes around telling everyone you matched on purpose even though he initially hated the idea.

Least likely

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sorry most of these m/f costumes, trust me I know how hard the queer costume search is, but I tried to give some gender neutral options as well. Also you have no idea how hard it was to limit myself to 2. I’m a Halloween fiend. 🦇🎃

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in MY opinion they somewhere like natural. like bunny is just so sweet and innocent and crowds aren’t really for her so in my head it was like in a grocery story or something or lando sought HER out.

pls thats so cute and like we’ve talked ab her being an f1 fan and looking up to seb like he’s her fav so lando approaching in a grocery store. what if its like right after his rookie season ?? end of 2019 i think.

she’s looking at grapes so intensely trying to decide between purple and cotton candy ones and suddenly someone’s clearing their throat and she’s apologizing for being in the way before she even looks up. then he’s saying “no, no need to apologize, actually i’m sorry to be weird but ur like super pretty and i’ll regret it for the rest of my life if i don’t ask, so can i get your number?” she looks up from where she’s moving her shopping cart and immediately recognizes him and is like. star struck but he sees the shock on her face and regrets coming on so hard and is like “okay so sorry will definitely not ask a girl for her number in a grocery store ever again sorry to bother you!” and starts walking away.

shes immediately stuttering “no! i’m sorry i just- you- you’re like- i’m sorry i just- you’re lando norris??” and he’d freeze up bc ! pretty girl knows who he is?? she froze bc she knows who she is?? he’d immediately get so confident like this is my moment theres no way i can mess this up! so he’s like “yeah, you a fan?” and she’s like “i mean, yeah, of course. i mean seb’s my favorite but you did incredible this year!” and he’d kinda deflate bc like obv he wouldn’t be her favorite its his first year so it makes sense her fav driver is a veteran world champ he could never compete with. he’d get her number and she wouldn’t get why he wants to see her constantly like as soon as he gets home he’s asking if she wants to hang out. idk what they’d do but after the first hang out she’d get home and check her phone to find a text asking him when he can see her again, even funnier if he picked her up and dropped her off bc like she gets out of his car and he immediately texts her 😭

he’d be so down bad but not wanna spook her bc he can tell she’s like sweet and innocent. just a vibe he gets from her, the way she blushes and stutters any time he flirts w her so he wouldn’t put the moves down very hard. she’s never rly gotten attention like that or didn’t notice it when guys flirted w her. she’s just oblivious to how pretty everyone thinks she is and is like well ppl are just nice! thinks that everyone out there is doted on by complete strangers like ppl are always holding doors open for her, baristas never let her pay for her coffee, she gets complimentary desserts from waiters like they just bring her a slice of pie or cake they think she’ll like and she’s like but i didn’t order this?? and lando’s the same way. he would see smth that reminds him of her and buy it without thinking to gift to her the next time he sees her. she’s confused, can’t tell if he’s flirting with her when he tells her he likes her shoes or her dress. all her friends are like “he wants to jump ur bones!” but she just doesn’t believe them bc shes baby! and then she’s over at his place one night and he kisses her for the first time while she’s mid sentence and he’d apologize and say smth cheesy like “sorry u just look so kissable rn” and she wants to beg him to do it again but her brain is short circuiting and she doesn’t know the words to ask.

#ask #anon #blindfold universe

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Unravel Yourself Before Me ⛓️ Chapter 7 - Anomalies▸Shigaraki x femReader

Chapter Summary:

◤ Deciding against going in and torturing yourself for once, you turn on your heel to go home. You’ve been drained enough as it is, you don’t also wanna deal with the final fucking boss.

Then you suddenly bump into someone.

The smell of his distinct intoxicating—and probably unnecessarily expensive—cologne hits you first. ◢

Setting: University AU - No quirks (unless degenerate personalities count) Tags: Slow burn, Eventual Smut, Unhealthy/Toxic Relationships, Humiliation, Mentally Ill Reader, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Enemies to ??? Warning: Dead Dove – Do Not Eat | Mind the tags TW: Implied Su/Self H, Dubcon, Reader has a super shitty past like actually, Shigaraki Tomura is his own warning.

AO3 Crosspost | Chain Divider by firefly-graphics

Chapters: One • Two • Three • Four • Five • Six • Seven • Eight Updates every Monday!

Chapter 7 - Anomalies

You sigh.

Two whole days have passed since your phone call with Shigaraki. Both of them were a total fucking blur. You ended up spending most of your time at Taylor’s place, drinking yourself to sleep and watching shitty chick flicks, where you could almost distract yourself from reality.

Almost.

That was, until you finally got a call from the university.

Tapping your foot anxiously, you’re standing in front of the dean’s office. They called you in, because the circus finally reached the faculty’s door. You really didn’t want to be in school right now.

It was really difficult to dress more inconspicuously than you usually did, when you already looked like a nobody most of the time. A nobody that everyone fucking recognizes now.

Opening the door to his office, the dean gestures for you to enter. As soon as you’re seated, he initiates the conversation.

“You see, I’m certainly aware that it’s no longer as acceptable to bring this up these days…but back in my time, you’d just get expelled for doing the kind of stuff you kids get up to these days.” The older man leans in from his seat with a grimace. He fixes you a stern gaze and you shift uncomfortably in your chair. His disapproval being obvious, and his unnecessary judgment affecting you. You wanted to roll your eyes at him so badly, but you’re still somehow able to maintain a shred of composure.

What a tool.

“I’d like you to understand the gravity of your actions. You should know exactly why we called you in today. This is not just about having fun or blowing some steam off, no matter how stressful studying may be,” he gestured with his hands like a politician would. “With smartphones and social media nowadays, everything spreads like wildfire. Not only that but you’re also representing the entire school, not just yourself. You’re very aware of the position we offered you…” his hands clasp together, thoughtfully.

“Normally we’d just expel you and get over it, but I’d like to give you the chance to explain yourself before we do. I get that you’re young and want to have fun, but this is reaching beyond such silliness.”

A headache is beginning to form in the center of your brain, and you start feeling agitated, one of your eyes slightly twitching at intervals. You claw at the edges of the seat and your hand starts cramping up. It was becoming really hard for you to be able to sit still in and passively take it.

“And this will be my own personal opinion but,” Never in a million years, could you have guessed what the head of faculty was going to spit at you.

“–a lock that can be opened by many keys is, in truth, only a broken lock.”

If your eyes widened any more, they would’ve popped out of your head.

“Sorry?” you lean forward into your chair, giving him a chance to reconsider.

The dean clears his throat and adjusts his tie uncomfortably. As if he had any right to.

“You heard me, young woman. You shouldn’t sleep around with so many people. What would your future man think of you? Do young people these days have no shame anymore?”

Yeah, alright, this guy definitely jerked off to Shigaraki’s thread as well. You audibly gagged.

In a fit of rage, you got up, and slammed his desk. The dean flinched.

“Now listen here, young la–”

“No, you old creep, you damn well listen to me, before I report you to the education ministry for your inappropriate conduct, alright?” your voice had grown significantly louder, seething with anger.

He’s shut up.

“You want to get me expelled?” You circle around, hands around your back, calculating. “Not only one of your top students, but also the only poor fucking moron in this elitist ass university who’ll let you parade around as you please as your token little high achiever? Yeah?” you say, letting the calm fury take over for you.

Sure you’ve lashed out at teachers before, but this was the first time you ever confronted a person of higher position. Shigaraki was dead set on ruining your life, but you’ll be damned if you let another sleazebag talk down to you right now. Especially not this joke of a headmaster, who spends his nights browsing reddit only to slut shame students during the day.

You’re not sure if talking major shit to someone who could literally take away all your privileges will get you expelled, but thinking things through has never really been one of your strong points.

“I’m at your fucking beck and call whenever you need an idiot wearing your stupid little tight uniforms, to appeal to dumb investors and future student debtors with my pitiful life, am I not? ‘Look, kids! We are so generous to the lower class. Because of our great scholarship program, even degenerates with no future prospects will thrive and have the chance to become the best at our institution!’” you bark out a sardonic laugh and the headmaster frowns at your audacity.

“Tell me old man, if you expel me now, who is ready to take my place and willingly become your little puppet?”

“You’re out of line, Miss L/N, and I suggest—”

“I suggest you shut the fuck up and listen very closely to me. What you and the whole fucking university had the absolute pleasure of viewing, is nothing more than revenge porn. A very fucking serious crime.”

A flash of confusion crossed his face, making him pinch his eyebrows. For a second, you felt your gut filling with hope. Maybe he’ll understand after all.

“What? But—” he took a moment to think before opening his mouth again. “That doesn’t matter. What matters now is that you’re jeopardizing the institution and—”

“And, the videos and the contents were aaaall taken against my consent. I was young and intoxicated. Do I really have to spell it out for you?” you smile angrily. “It means that I did not consent to the footage being filmed, its publishing on the website, or the content in it. I’ll let you in on something, though. I’m sure you’ll love this.” you say, feeling the sweat building up under your armpits.

You hope it wouldn’t show.

I know exactly who the culprit is. And I’ll bet on my entire fucking scholarship that you know him too.” your admission brought a scowl on the principal’s face, but he still waited for you to go on with your little charade.

“So humor me. How famous of a character is Mr. Shigaraki fucking Tomura, among the members of the faculty board? He must have reached your dainty little ears by now with his beautiful criminal record, has he not?”

The dean's expression shifted from plain annoyance, to one of pure disbelief.

“Mr. S-Shigaraki?”

“That’s what I said. Due to a minor altercation between him, me and Mr. Reynolds, Shigaraki put me on his little hit list and decided I should never be able to show my face in public anymore.”

Suddenly, an incredible idea came to you.

“Say, if I get expelled now, and I tell him that I tattled to you, what’s the chance you keep your job, knowing what you know and his family being who it is?”

It was a really dirty move—one that you weren’t sure it’d work, but you’ll be damned if you cared anymore. None of these assholes cared for you anyway.

The dean finally stands up and turns to the window. He didn’t talk back or kick you out right away, which told you he was weighing his options on which terrible outcome to avoid.

“After all we’ve done for you—all of your opportunities to grow…” he sighs and you think you’ll finally throw up. “Acting entitled and jeopardizing my position for your own personal gain—you’re really not all that different from that—that sorry excuse of a man.”

“Guess I’ve learned from the best.” you smiled another strained smile, hiding your shaking hand behind your back. Is he seriously comparing you to Shigaraki?

Fucking seriously?

“Do you think we can take the posts down and erase any trace of the incident?” he asks, already suspecting what the answer would be.

“No, he’s not a fucking idiot. A sock puppet account will pop up somewhere else every time we’d do that. It’ll be like playing virtual fucking whack-a-mole. It’s what I’d do…If I were him.” you felt your gut twist.

“What about going to the police, then?”

You sigh frustratedly, unable to believe how stupid this fucking guy was. Who the fuck died and put him in charge?

“What about it? Hello? Do I have to remind you who we’re dealing with? I’m sure you’ve dealt with him more than I had to. And his…dad, or whatever.” you say, feeling irritated. Your eyes dart around the room and land on some random shiny trophy collection in his office. You wanted to go home so badly.

“Mr. Reynolds didn’t actually quit.” the dean revealed, unprompted. “It was Mr. Shigaraki who actually forced him to retire. Or rather his…paternal figure.” Your eyes widen briefly before going back to your bored expression.

Of course it was.

Why was he telling you though, when all it did was confirm that your childish threats could actually work. He couldn’t be this stupid. There must be another reason.

“Is that so? Color me fucking impressed.” you mock him. “You want me to care when you were so ready to kick me out 10 minutes ago, it’s kind of pathetic, really.”

Maybe Taylor and this administrative asshole are right. Maybe you and him weren’t so different after all.

The thought made you wanna gag again.

“Whatever, just suspend me for a week. I’ll pretend like you didn’t threaten to expel me and you get to keep sitting on your cozy ergonomic throne. Since all of this will be pointed at me, you can pretend you don’t know anything and keep your hands clean.If you fucking dare to take me off the scholarship program, I might have to write a fucking letter and hand deliver it to Shigaraki’s fucking doorstep. We go down together. Don’t forget that, sir.”

The dean turned back to you and gave you a pathetic look of resignation, but you didn’t linger.

You turn around and head outside of the office, feeling stressed beyond belief. You had no fucking idea how to deal with Shigaraki, but at least this one problem was dealt with. At least you didn’t lose everything yet. The thought of winning for once brought a stupid grin to your face. Finally you get some sort of justice.

There were, however, some questions plaguing the back of your head. You ran your palm over your face as you walked down the hallway.

Did Shigaraki really get so pissed at old man Reynolds that he made him quit over a warning? Sounds on-brand but it doesn’t quite add up. And does he also feel this good, when he plays dirty and wins against his opponents?

Of course he does.

He’s Shigaraki Tomura, after all. ───────── A lengthy sigh escaped your throat as you stared holes into the classroom door in front of you. On your way from the dean’s office, it finally hit you that you’d have to sit next to that psychopath once again. Your earlier bad bitch morale boost was quickly leaving your body.

Deciding against going in and torturing yourself for once, you turn on your heel to go home. You’ve been drained enough as it is, you don’t also wanna deal with the final fucking boss.

Then you suddenly bump into someone.

The smell of his distinct intoxicating—and probably unnecessarily expensive—cologne hits you first.

“Ah—aaAchOO!” you sneeze all over him, when the smell of chemicals immediately overwhelms your sensitive nose.

“EW, FUCK! Don’t fucking sneeze on me, idiot!” he barks, wiping himself off but not backing away. You just had to run into the last person you want to interact with today (or fucking ever).

“Shut the fuck up. You were in my way and you fucking reek. Not my problem.” you wipe your nose with the back of your sleeve. His red eyes glancing down at his shirt for a second before they turn to glare at you.

“Yeah, well at least half the college isn’t waiting to see my pussy getting pounded every week, bitch. Also class is that way.” Shigaraki sneers at you, pointing towards the door that you wanted to get away from.

You roll your eyes, feeling maybe a tinge of sadness at his remark.

Your eyebrows pinch downwards.

“And who’s fucking fault is that, huh?” you place your hands squarely against his chest, giving him a light push. Maybe it was the earlier win, your exhaustion, or the way he was taking your situation lightly, but you felt confident enough to provoke him again.

“Yours, obviously.” he chuckles and flashes you a playful smile, one you haven't seen since the first day you properly met him. “It’s ‘kay, at least you’ve got a pretty one. Maybe you should switch careers and become a pornstar instead. I’d watch.” he remarks with another wry smile, attempting to lighten the mood, his joke falling flat.

You frown at that and he sees hurt in your eyes, making him smile wider—a gesture that angers you and prompts you to shove at him. Hard.

“Whoa—” he’s taken aback by the sudden force, but surprisingly lets you push him without resisting.

“WhOa!!!” you mock his stupid fucking voice.

You keep shoving him down the hallway, as hard as you possibly can.

For all the stress, the hurt and the pain.

For exposing you to more than two thousand people online.

For putting you in danger by convincing people it was okay to harass you.

For looking at you with that sickening soft look in his eyes.

For feeling dizzy and foggy, because of all those anxiety meds you took, just so you could barely function today—any day.

Just so you wouldn’t be afraid.

Of him.

Of the world.

Tears welled up in your eyes—despite how much you tried to will them away. When you shove him one final time, he trips on his legs and grabs your arm in the process–dragging you to hell with him.

“Shit!” you stumble forwards, audibly bumping heads in the process.

You rub your forehead with your eyes closed, realization sinking in.

Oh fuck, was he gonna be mad and say you assaulted him or something? Charge you with some shit? You didn’t have money for a lawyer, especially not one matching his daddy’s big pockets and you also didn’t want to end up in jail or with another misdemeanor. When you do open your eyes, though, the sight that greeted you was far from what you expected.

As if reenacted from a shitty romcom flick, you ended up straddling Shigaraki’s lap.

Leaning back and supporting his upper weight on his elbows, his shirt was slightly raised, exposing his surprisingly toned and pale torso.

Your brows angled downwards.

You thought rich boys were supposed to be smooth and cared for—like expensive porcelain.

Not littered with endless scars and bruises.

Dark, fresh patches of purple, and long lines of white healed tissue, were covering almost every patch of skin your eyes landed on. How…did he end up looking like this?

Hearing him exhale softly, you look up and then at your hand—your brain finally processing that you reached out and brushed his skin. His body visibly shudders under you, making your eyes snap back to his flushed face, where the pair of familiar angry crimson eyes were boring into your own.

For a moment, he didn’t look invincible anymore.

Instead he looked…vulnerable.

You grimace, wanting to pull back, but he grabs you by your wrist before you can, pulling you closer to him, feeling his warmth radiate against you. His face was now right in front of your own and you cursed to yourself when you subconsciously glanced at his chapped, parted lips.

“What the fuck are you doing?” you whisper with no bite, voice coming off too soft. It was way less angry than you should’ve been with him.

“I don’t—I don’t know,” he replies honestly.

You search his face for any hint of insincerity, anything to make you snap out of it quickly, but you only find confusion.

By the time you regain some of your composure…you become painfully aware of your position. You were straddling him, sitting snugly against his lap, immediately feeling how hard—

“Don’t you dare fucking move.” he hisses at you, rosy blush covering his face down to his neck, when he too notices you figuring out the delicate position both of you found yourselves in.

He needed a moment to calm down, to compose himself, but you’re nothing if not a brat.

Fuck you and fuck your stupid orders, you think, experimentally rolling your hips against his in an attempt to further rile him up.

“Aaah, f-fuck—” Shigaraki lets out an unexpected whine, throwing his head back and already feeling overstimulated.

You feel electricity running through your body at the sound, making you buck your hips involuntarily while your hole clenched around nothing.

“S-Stop it, I’m serious.” he uselessly warns you again, voice raspy and dangerously low.

“Yeah? Gonna cum in your pants from a little friction?” you taunted him shamelessly. “Surely, our number one villain can handle a little more action. Don’t tell me you’re a pathetic quickshot that gets off on ugly bimbos dry humping him?” You roll your hips again, pressing harder this time.

Despite talking a big game, you can’t help but shiver every time your clit drags against the length of his cock, regardless of the layers of clothing that separated you.

“Fuck—I said stop it!” he snaps at you, eyes shut tight as he tries and fails to shove you off of him. He was breathing heavy and quick, the sight of his flustered face only spurring you on.

Grabbing his wrists and pressing his hands flat on the ground, you manage to pin him under you.

It makes you feel powerful like this, on top of the Shigaraki Tomura—the guy who desperately wants to completely and utterly destroy you.

“Did you fucking stop—nnh—when I t-told you to? When I begged you to?”

You didn’t give him time to answer, opting to repeatedly grind against him instead and feeling the familiar heat building up between your legs.

Eyes closed and back arching from your own pleasure, you try, but miserably fail to hold your own pathetic voice from moaning together with him. It felt—It felt fucking good. You wanted him to get you off—the thought of it leaving you feeling incredibly disgusted and stupidly aroused at the same time.

“Y-You…You fucking—hnng—brat...” he groans lowly, digging his nails into his palms and struggling not to go over the edge, but feeling painfully close every time you moved your hips, every time you spoke to him.

He almost lost it when he heard you moaning for him. It made his head spin, seeing you getting off on this too. Getting off for him. Because of him.

And he wanted so much more.

In a moment of weakness, you feel his hands slip away from your hold, fingers slowly creeping up your thighs, but before you can really think about it, he rolls you off of him and onto your back, desperately pressing himself—slotting himself—between your legs again. You look up at him in a daze, gasping and panting when he begins moving against you, quickly regaining control over the situation. The sight of your brows pinching and your soft whimpers turned him almost feral. He swallowed hard.

Were you always this fucking cute?

“You do understand, that—haah, that there’s going to be consequences to your actions, don’t you?” he groans into your ear breathlessly, rutting against you more violently. You’ll never admit how many times he’d be able to push you over with just his stupid fucking voice, or how fucking good it felt when he pressed himself into your slit.

You’d never admit it—but your traitorous body told him everything he needed to know.

And then he fucking kissed you. A tentative rough peck on your soft lips at first, to half silence your growing cries. Nobody else was allowed to hear you like this. Nobody but him, he quickly decided.

You gasp when he bites your lip and he takes it as permission to slip his tongue in, rolling it over your own with no technique, teeth clicking while he sinfully swallows your moans.

He eventually slows down, lips barely touching yours as you manage to catch your breath. A needy groan escapes you when he leans in to bite your neck so hard, you think it’ll leave a mark.

Shigaraki smiles against your throat, feeling on top of the world.

Just a second longer, he thought. A second longer before he’ll take you to the back of his car and fuck you senseless where no one can interrupt you.

“Shh, you don’t want to be caught while we’re still in the hallway, do you? Unless you’re into th—”

Your eyes widen and in an instant, you manage to shake him off of you.

What the fuck were you doing? In public? With him?

After all that shit he put you through?

“Hey,” he looked at you with obvious concern. You don’t pay attention, almost stumbling backwards again while you pick up your bag and start getting up.

“No, no, no, no—” a panic attack sets you off and you promptly get up to leave.

“Wait, don’t fucking go—! Goddamn it, just—wait!” he gets up and reaches for you, but you’re quick to pull away, bolting for the exit and out of his reach.

Always just out of reach.

Both of his hands move to his throat to dig into that familiar itch and scratch it until there’s nothing but pain and blood under his fingernails.

Tomura felt hurt.

You were so good for him a moment ago, and he was for you. Why were you acting this way now?

Why are you rejecting him, again?

He tried to push this feeling down, to not let it surface, but he wasn’t clueless as to what he felt, he just didn’t want to admit it. Rather he was taught not to admit weakness. To destroy it. To own it.

Why was it that you were so fucking different? He didn’t expect to feel or act any differently with you than he did with everyone else who pissed him off. To him, you were an anomaly. An anomaly he needed to destroy. An anomaly he wanted to own. An anomaly he—

Tomura’s breath hitched, eyes widening.

An anomaly he liked.

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A "little" review!

Here is my own opinion on Trolls Band Together, enjoy :D :

I really don't like the French translation that my fellow Canadians uses for movies... and I certainly HATED the voices they gave to Poppy and Branch and all of the characters tbh... every time, the characters are completely devoid of emotions and are just talking because they need to with an exaggerated European French accent that we Canadians don't have... and I hate it... BUT me and my big Sister still couldn't keep ourselves from watching the movie and here is my review...

I FREAKING LOVED THAT MOVIE TO DEATH!!!

Ignoring the REALLY bad voices and bad translation, the first few minutes were really fun and I understand even more why Branch ended up loosing his colors and becoming the Branch we've seen in the first movie. Loosing his Bros was a bad enough situation, but loosing the last Troll he had was the last straw. Also, on Grandma's card that I've seen on the net, her fun fact now makes so much sense xD

I was wondering why it said Babies in plural when I thought Branch was the only baby she had to take care of, but now it makes sense xD I also wanna know why she didn't stop the Bros from leaving though...

The next scene I though was so cute, Gristle and Bridget getting married was amazing, especially when she got to "roll" to him in her call back dress from the first movie! It was adorable! John Dory immediately recognizing branch for me was really touching, although I do think Branch had a point when he tried to confront his Bro. I know what it feels like to be left behind and it's hard to forgive this gesture. It's also hard to forgive someone who tried to control you everyday of your life, then abandoning you the moment they loose their control...

But I do think John might not have realized it at the time! Or at least I hope so?

Anyway, Velvet and Veneer were so funny and they make me wonder what kind of other Creatures lives in the Trolls Universe, it's also nice to see that technology exists there too! I wonder how they got Floyd into that diamond prison? If only the perfect family harmony can shatter diamond, why not unscrew the top of the bottle? xD Jk

My sister laughed when she saw Spruce/Bruce, because he used to be the most muscular now he's big(It does make sense though as to why he would be, he's cute nonetheless) xD But we both loved his new look as well as Brandi and their kids, they were really cute! I also like their species, they looked like puppets, they were really adorable! Also, I'm wondering the exact same thing as John, How are they making this work? I'm genuinely curious xD

Crimp surprised me, tbh. What is she, though? It's not really important. Anyway, she's one of my favorite, hands down! Velvet looked like she was gradually growing mad with power, a little cliche, but still entertaining! Veneer did look like he didn't like what was going on as well as loving his fame and riches, very conflicted. And I love how Floyd was so sarcastic to him like Branch was with Poppy in the first movie xD

The too much hussle part made my brain melt, it almost felt like an acid trip like the Jazz hypno from World Tour. So, I don't have anything else to say about that. It was funny though!

I LOVE VIVA!! She's just like Poppy but hard on caffeine and I love it xD

Also, I called it: Clay is my all time favorite taking Trollex's place as #1!!! I could talk about him for hours, but I'll spare you by only saying that I think he's the cutest and funniest(Even if he doesn't want to be funny anymore)! xD

HE'S JUST SO FREAKING CUTE I LOVE HIM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Also, I gotta say that Tiny wasn't annoying(surprisingly) in this movie. I don't like Tiny and I don't like that DreamWorks are trying to add him everywhere, but he was just fine in this movie and he even made me laugh when they were climbing up the walls with their gummy gloves xD

The car chase was fun, the songs were amazing and the message was great as well, I like how John realized his mistakes and puts Branch in charge at the end. Also....

I REALLY THOUGHT BRANCH WAS GONNA PROPOSE, WHY DREAMWORKS?!???!??!?!?!

Anyway, this was my review, I'll definitely buy the movie when it comes out on DVD and watch it until my Boyfriend gets sick of it and tells me to stop xD If you want to see it, please do, I thought it was way better that the first two by a landslide! Though I still love the first two xD

#dreamworks trolls #trolls #trolls 3 #trolls band together #trolls veneer #trolls velvet #trolls john dory #trolls bruce #trolls clay #trolls floyd #trolls branch #trolls brandi #trolls poppy #trolls dreamworks #trolls brozone

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arctic-shard · 7 months

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This is not related to Alagadda or SCP but I'd like to know your opinions on AI arts as someone who also draws. For me, since I view AI as something that cannot create things on its own and can only copy and photoshop other existing artworks to make new ones, everyone who uses it and claims AI arts as their own is also an art thief. Sorry for my English, it's not my first language.

Settle in, this is a long one. I use 'you' a lot but it's a general you, not addressing the anon asker specifically.

AI art generators are tools, and tools are morally neutral. It's how they're used that's good or bad. Think of the knives in your kitchen - they're useful, they make cooking easier, but you could also hurt people with them. I think AI art generators have the potential to be used for good.

Corporations and otherwise people with money who could pay artists but don't wanna are the ones using AI for evil. Instead of paying skilled workers, they're replacing them with a computer program. And unlike regular automation, AI art generators are stealing the labour of human artists - their 'training' is just an image search and then mushing those components together. It's devaluing artists and stealing their work at the same time.

I'm including people who sell AI art and claim it's their own work under the 'corporation' umbrella, because it's the same thing on a smaller scale - someone who wants a mass-produced product to sell, profiting off someone else's unpaid labour.

However, I'm talking to tumblr users who are just messing around, not corporations.

AI art generators are fun. It's fun to type in words and have the generator turn that into a picture. AI art generators can turn out some very pretty pieces. The problem is that it's then tempting, if you're not confident in your own skills, to use AI art instead of developing your own. We all want praise and validation for our work and if you're looking at your art and thinking 'not good enough,' you might be tempted to have a generator do it and claim it as your own. Short term, you get that validation if nobody catches you cheating. Long term, you never develop the skill you wish you had and someone's going to catch you out eventually.

Tumblr is a blogging/social media site. The draw of these sites is connections. Like, I could draw a picture of Odious chucking me across the room. I could draw a picture of @proth-blog 's Odious chucking me across a room. I could mess with an AI prompt until it gave me a big bald dude in yellow chucking a figure that looked enough like me across the room and it could be in a gorgeous painterly style I could never in a million years replicate. But if I'm dropping a 'Could Odious chuck me across the room pls :3' in proth-blog's askbox, it's not just because I like proth-blog's art, it's also a, 'Hi, you seem cool, please play with me.'

The asks in my askbox are often basically art prompts. You could type 'SCP-035 in a fancy dress, pencil drawing' or whatever into an AI art generator and get that. You could get twenty of them in a minute. But that's not why you came to my askbox. You want to collaborate with me. You want the Authentic Arctic_Shard Experience.

And that's what I want from you guys. I want authenticity, whether you're actively working to increase your skill at art or are happy with where you are. AI art generators are only going to give you the average of what it can find on an image search, not the uniqueness of your own style.

Now, I am not an expert at spotting AI art, it can slip under my radar. I know I've drawn my share of terrible hands. And my follower list seems to skew young and I don't know where you're all from or how well you speak English - I prefer to default to assuming good-faith intentions and I don't want to tell some kid that they're a bad person for using something they think is a fun novelty tool and don't understand that it's a problem, or for saying 'I drew this' if they don't know the words for 'I used an AI generator prompt.'

As the Supportive Internet Adult I seem to have fallen into the role of: The only way you can get your art to where you want it to be is to practice at it. You're gonna suck for a while but we all did. I want to see what you can do.

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fairyofthestar · 2 years

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dance, baby!

words: 2k

genre: fluff, strangers to lovers

requested by: anon

(A/N: the song is actually about the guy wanting to dance with the girl but gets rejected and i think i've written enough sad shit during this week so i changed things up for this one 😭 enjoy!)

i'm sitting alone, nobody to hold the people in here are crazy faking a smile now, been here for a while now i'm fed up with this, i just wanna go home

in yeonjun's opinion, dances were a bit childish for their age. they were in their final year of highschool, no one has time for dances! everyone should be focused on studying for college entrance exams or gathering the requirements that they need.

yet here he was, sitting on the bleachers with his black suit that sparkled (but not too much), and a red rose pinned on its collar. being an aspiring model, he was that person who one can never expect to wear just a plain black suit. he garnered attention for his outfit, but not enough for someone to ask him to dance.

yeonjun sighed, his head sinking in his palm even more. yes he found dances childish, but he was here anyway so might as well get the full experience of it. besides, he loved dancing and he would look pitiful if he danced alone while everyone had someone (not like he already looked pitiful while sitting alone in the bleachers, spectating the whole scene).

he wanted to go home.

but damn, that girl set me up with her

when yeonjun stood up to get some punch, he noticed a girl talking to huening kai. kai was a social butterfly, he knew almost everyone in school.

he watched as you and kai talked animatedly, lightly hitting his shoulder when he said something funny. oddly enough, your outfit matched his. you were wearing a long black tulle dress that had thin straps and a sparkly top, a red rose on your wrist.

you looked stunning and yeonjun wanted nothing more than to get to know you, especially since he's already seen how blinding your smile is. it was a smile that he was sure would take a long time to get out of his mind.

he watched you whisper something to kai and turn to go to another part of the gymnasium and yeonjun hurriedly stood up to approach his friend, not wanting to miss the opportunity. kai saw him stumble towards him, seemingly in a daze. he gave yeonjun a wave, a bit confused why yeonjun looked out of it.

"having fun?" he asked yeonjun and the latter shook his head.

"do you know her?" he asked, turning his head towards the direction that you went to. kai followed where yeonjun was looking at and spotted you. he smirked.

"(y/n)? yeah we've had the same classes before,"

"(y/n)..." yeonjun mumbled to himself as if he was testing out how it would feel to mutter your name out loud. it felt right, he concluded. "does she have a date tonight?" he turned to kai and finally saw the smirk that was lingering on his face. yeonjun rolled his eyes at this.

kai giggled. "she doesn't. are you interested in her?" he asked, despite already knowing the answer.

"i think i've found the love of my life,"

"woah, slow down!" kai laughed, raising his hands in front of him. "you might scare her away,"

"i was kidding," yeonjun huffed. "i want to meet her."

kai hummed, thinking. "she told me she'll be right back so just stay here. when she comes, introduce yourself,"

yeonjun gulped. "i'm nervous," he admitted. kai looked visibly shocked by this, his eyes widening and his brows raising up to his forehead.

"never did i think i would see you in such a state. what happened to the cool fashionista yeonjun?" yeonjun didn't have an answer for that because he didn't know what was happening to him as well.

he's gone on multiple dates yet for some reason, the thought of going on a date with you had his stomach bubbling up in a way that has never happened before. it made him even more curious to know more about you. he wanted to know why he was feeling this way towards you.

"just me set me up with her," yeonjun said with finality, trying to regain his confidence and cool composure.

dance with me, baby, dance with me, baby let's get lost right here dance with me, baby, dance with me, bae under the chandelier

"this is my friend, yeonjun. you might have heard his name around the campus," kai said, introducing the caramel haired boy beside him. of course you were familiar with yeonjun, he was known for his fashion sense and colorful hair. you had contemplated a few times to approach him yet never found the chance to since you didn't have the same class with him.

you flashed him a genuine smile and yeonjun felt like he was going to melt at the sight. "i'm (y/n)."

"he's got something to say to you. right, yeonjun?" kai turned to him, wiggling his eyebrows. yeonjun looked at the taller boy with a hint of nervousness in his eyes then turned back to you.

he cleared his throat, hoping it would help him recollect himself. "i was wondering if you already had a date tonight because if not, then maybe i could be the one who'll accompany you to the dancefloor," he managed to say in a voice dripped with honey. he wanted to give himself a pat on the back for not stumbling on his words.

yeonjun's offer made you blush. one of the most popular guys in school wanted to dance with you in such a night where everyone's eyes would be on you? you would be foolish to say no. besides, you always found the boy interesting and this was a chance for you to get to know him.

you bit your lip, trying to suppress a smile. "you wouldn't mind if i steal your friend for the rest of the night, hyuka?" you lifted your gaze towards the brunette who was watching the scene unfold with an amused smile.

"knock yourself out," he smirked, pushing yeonjun towards you and the caramel haired boy immediately held onto the closest thing that can help steady himself—your shoulders. the action was so sudden and you thought that yeonjun was about to fall as well, so you placed your hands on his arms. you and yeonjun locked eyes, faces burning up at the close proximity and the sudden turn of events. you've only met each other yet were holding each other like this.

it was like the two of you were magnets pulled together. neither wanted to let go of the other.

"a-are you okay?" you managed to stammer and yeonjun nodded. maybe you were imagining things but you could swear his eyes drifted from your eyes to your lips. you gulped and bit your lip at the thought.

as amused as kai was at the scene, he wanted to hurry things up before the both of you were permanently stuck in that position (though he was sure neither would complain), so he cleared his throat in an exaggerated way, hoping that it would snap you out of your little bubble. it worked and yeonjun immediately scrambled to step away from you and your hold, ignoring the disappointment that he felt at the loss of touch.

yeonjun scratched behind his ear, a sheepish smile on his face. "sorry about that," he apologized and you shook your head and waved your hand as if to say it was fine.

he then offered a hand and slightly lowered his body as if he were asking the hand of a royal. "may i have this dance now then, (y/n)?" you giggled and nodded, taking his hand in yours. he placed a kiss on top of your hand before fully standing up and you felt your heart accelerate at the action. his plush lips were very soft on your skin and it made you wonder what it would feel like to have them against yours.

you both made your way to the dancefloor, eyes not leaving each other for one minute. as you placed your arms around his neck and his hands found their way to your waist, yeonjun was sure that this was going to be the best night that he's ever had and he hoped that this connection you have managed to form would last outside of the extravagantly decorated gymnasium.

the song switched from a slow R&B track to an upbeat one which made the crowd start whooping. every person on the dancefloor started letting loose and dancing without a care, even the people outside of the dancefloor. you turned to look at the people surrounding you, a chuckle leaving your lips as you watched them flail their limbs and sway their hips to the rhythm.

"as much as i love holding you close like this, we're currently sticking out like a sore thumb," yeonjun whispered in your ear which made you startle a bit. you giggled, switching your gaze towards him with a nod. "you're right, i think it's time for us to sit this one out," you teased, letting your arms fall beside you.

yeonjun narrowed his eyes at you with a playful smile. "what do you mean 'sit this one out', we're dancing with them!"

you laughed and shook your head. "no thanks, i'm not good at dancing like that. i could barely manage during the slow dance."

"well you managed to not step on my foot, so that means you were able to manage well," it was now his turn to laugh, squeezing your waist. you rolled his eyes at him, your smile never leaving your face.

"i'm going back to hyuka. i'm not embarrassing myself like this," you turned from him, about to walk away. yeonjun didn't know where his sudden boldness came from, but he found himself wrapping his arms around you from behind to prevent you from leaving.

your face flushed for the nth time tonight as you felt a warm body pressed against you, the familiar cologne you were slowly becoming addicted to flooding your nostrils. yeonjun placed his chin on your shoulder, his face slightly turned towards your ear. "you won't embarrass yourself on the dancefloor. i'm here with you and if you want, i'll be ten times more embarrassing so you won't feel that any attention would be on you. i'll make sure you'll have fun and feel comfortable the whole time," he softly said, voice once again dripping in honey.

if there was one thing you learned about yeonjun tonight, it was that he was one charming guy and it was hard to resist his charm, especially once he lets his voice drop one or two octaves. it made butterflies erupt in your stomach.

you turned your head towards him and you were inches apart. at this point, you were sure that yeonjun could see how flushed your face was even under the colorful and flashing lights. you didn't speak for a while, entranced by his gazed. "what are you doing to me, choi yeonjun?" you mumbled out, though you didn't really mean to.

yeonjun coyly smiled at this. "good things i hope?"

"very good things," you smiled. "shall we go back to dancing?"

yeonjun's smile widened and he let go of you, pulling you back to the dancefloor with him. if this was with any other person, you would feel like it was the worst decision you could have done tonight but yeonjun didn't make you feel like that at all.

he stayed true to his words, moving in ways that you didn't even understand how one would do, a goofy smile on his face. you had to cover your face a few times from laughing too hard. he managed to make you dance freely as well, albeit not as crazy as him. the scene was perfect.

suddenly, yeonjun pulled you by the waist and towards him. you boldly placed a hand on his chest and he bit his lip at this. "you're doing things to me too, (y/n)," he said, slightly out of breath. you smiled, pressing yourself closer to him.

"good things i hope?" you asked and he grinned at the familiar words.

"very good things."

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n0vadroid · 1 month

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From Strangers to Soulmates

Gogo was about to cook herself breakfast when she heard a knock at the door.

Gogo opened the door to see Miranda and Natalie standing at the doorway. “Hi, you two. I didn’t know that you’d be back today. How was Paris?”

“It was so nice!” Miranda entered Gogo’s house with Natalie behind her.

“Hey, Gogo,” Natalie said as she entered the house.

Gogo smiled as she closed the door behind them.

“There were so many pretty places and the food was really good too!” Miranda grabbed her fiancé’s hand and looked at her softly. “But my favorite part has to be after the Eiffel Tower. We put a lock with our initials on this bridge called Pont de Arts.”

“Well, I’m glad you liked it, babe.” Natalie then looked at Gogo. “Sorry for not calling before we came.”

“Don’t worry about it. I enjoy the company,” Gogo replied.

“Oh, yeah! We took photos while we were in Paris and I wanna show them to you.” Miranda looked through her purse and grabbed the photos.

“I can’t wait to see them,” Gogo said.

Natalie smiled at her fiancé and then turned to Gogo. “Um, Gogo, do you mind if I use your bathroom?”

“Not at all. It’s the first door on your right,” Gogo directed.

“Thanks.” Natalie then looked back at Miranda. “You show her the photos and I’ll be right back.”

Natalie started down the hall and Miranda walked over to Gogo. “Okay, so this is the first one we took. It’s us sitting down by the waterfall. Doesn’t it look so pretty?”

“Yeah, it’s really pretty,” Gogo agreed.

“And this one is me trying on dresses. Nat wanted to take pictures of me because-”

“I went out on a date yesterday,” Gogo blurted out.

Miranda stared at her best friend. “A…date?” Miranda blinked a few times.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to talk over you. I just…” Gogo sighed and sat down on the couch. “I really wanted to tell you and get your opinion.”

“Oh my gosh, I can’t believe it! You’re finally going out!” Miranda sat down next to Gogo. “So. What’s his name?”

“Uh…” Gogo avoided eye contact. “R-Robert. Yes, Robert.”

“Is he nice? What does he look like? How did you two meet?” Miranda asked.

“Yes, he’s nice. We actually met at Ken’s bar not too long ago and we kept bumping into each other,” Gogo smiled. “He…wanted to thank me for letting him use my umbrella and for walking him home, so he took me out to buy flowers.”

“Oh, really?” Miranda raised an eyebrow with a smug look. “What did you two do at his home?”

“I didn’t go inside, so get your mind out of the gutter, please,” Gogo said, blushing a bit.

“Haha!” Miranda sighed. “Well, I’m glad you found someone. Hopefully he’s a keeper.”

“Actually, I’m not sure if we’re even dating. Yesterday was the first time we went out, I’m not sure it was even a date. Or if he likes me in that way,” Gogo explained.

“Well, do you like him?” Miranda asked.

Gogo nodded. “I…think so. He’s really sweet.”

“Then how about you ask him if it was a date?” Miranda suggested.

“Really? Don’t you think that’s a bit straightforward?” Gogo asked.

“Nope,” Miranda shook her head. “Honesty is key, at least that’s what my abuela says. If you aren’t honest, how will you know?”

Gogo thought for a second. “You’re right. Thanks, Miranda.”

“Anytime. That’s why I’m here.” Miranda placed a hand on Gogo’s shoulder. “Now, tell me everything. How did the date go?”

“Well-”

“Okay, I’m back.” Natalie entered the room but stopped in her tracks. “Did I...interrupt something?”

“No, we were just talking about Gogo’s date yesterday,” Miranda replied.

“Oh, really?” Natalie sat down next to Miranda.

“I-it’s not that big of a deal, really,” Gogo said.

“Yes it is!” Miranda insisted.

“So, how was the date?” Natalie asked.

Gogo blushed a bit and played with a strand of her hair. “It was great.”

“That good, huh?” Natalie asked.

“W-well, he’s very nice and he bought me flowers,” Gogo said. “But we’re just friends.”

“Sure,” Miranda laughed. “Friends don’t blush just thinking about each other.”

“She’s right. I think you’re a bit more than friends now,” Natalie said. “Have you asked him?”

“No, he just got out of a relationship six days ago. I don’t want to burden him with…something else,” Gogo said.

Natalie and Miranda exchanged a look.

“Gogo, if he just broke up with someone and went out with you yesterday…don’t you think he’s a bit of a…” Natalie tried to find the word without sounding too straightforward.

“Player?” Miranda finished.

“Yeah, that,” Natalie agreed.

“No, of course I don’t. He’s been really upset over this girl, but he’s trying to move on. He just took me out as a thank you. I’ve only known him for seven days, so I’m not trying to rush things and neither is he.” Gogo then got up from the couch. “Do you two want some coffee?”

“Um, I’ll take some,” Miranda replied.

“None for me,” Natalie added.

Gogo nodded and then went to the kitchen. Miranda and Natalie stared at Gogo concerningly

Part 9

#4town #4town fanfic #oc #4townie #fanfic

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