#i know this is short and a little rushed omg hope you enjoyed it though
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KUWTL
Summary- Indy Jules catches her parents doing something she wasn’t supposed to see
Warnings- Smut, NSFW minors do not interact! Also badly proofread.
It’s currently a Sunday morning and Charles and y/n we’re relishing in the fact that they had a bit of time to themselves as their two daughters were still asleep in bed. Charles and Y/n were currently sat in bed Y/n on top of Charles lap as they measly made out, knowing their time was limited especially with a 6 and 2 year old.
“Your morning breath is so bad this morning” You giggle as Charles looks at you disapprovingly
“Do you want me to stop?” He quirked a eyebrow at you
“No please don’t” you went back Into kissing him running your hands through his hair
“Ok we don’t have much time remove your clothes Leclerc” you humorously demanded
“What happened to the times were we had hours to do all this, didn’t have to rush”
“Well it’s because all those hours are the consequence of why we only have ten to fifteen minutes now” You laughed
Charles and you were both undressed in a hurry.
“Roll over Cherie” Charles encouraged as you got off his lap to lay on your back.
He began to move down the bed but your grabbed his hair
“No no time for that I want us both to get some before the girls wake up no time to waste leclerc!”
“I’m sure we have a little bit of time cmon I know what I’m doing” he winked
“Ok 2 minutes”
“You’re just like the girls, Ms bossy pants” he giggled before getting to work
He definitely knew what he was doing there was no doubt about that, but of course you knew because he was good enough to have two kids with.
“Omg it feels so much better after babies” I moaned
“You saying I wasn’t good before” he removed himself offended
“ babe not this good”
He continued working his lips in all the right spots.
“Mm yeah omg that’s soo good” I moaned
“Still want me to stop after two minutes” he smirked
“Don’t stop please don’t you dare stop”
“That’s what I thought”
Little did you know that in the other room Indy was wide awake and was ready to go have her morning cuddles with her parents like she always does. She removed her sheets and walked out of the bedroom but when she made her way to her parents bedroom door she heard some stars he noises coming from the inside.
“Yes omgg that’s so good”
“YES”
She heard from behind the door. Was mummy hurt? what was happening? she didn’t know what to think after all she was only 6 what was she supposed to think.
She reached up and opened the door to the bedroom
“Mummy why are you screaming?” Indy asked
Charles halted his movements and turned around to see his sweet little daughter standing there.
You and Charles quickly covered your body with the bed sheets.
“Papa why was mamma screaming were you hurting her?” Indy asked coming closer to the bed
Charles reached down to get his boxers and sweats to then come out of the covers while you still sat against the headboard with the sheets to your chest.
“No no baby mammas not hurt don’t worry angle” he spoke crouching down to her level.
“Then why was she yelling?”
“ well you know how mamma loves chocolate cake, we’ll I told her I was going to make it for her tonight for dessert and she got very excited” he explained in the best way he could think of
“YAY chocolate cake” she screeched jumping up and down
“ yes yes now why don’t go you go downstairs and watch some Tv I’ll be down to make breakfast for you a your sister soon”
“ ok papa” she agreed running down stairs
Charles turned around to face where you sat in bed
“ I told you we had to be quick but you didn’t listen’” you spoke up
“Shh Im making you chocolate cake” he rolled his eyes before kissing your lips and going to check on your children
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Hope you all enjoyed even though it’s short pls continue to keep sending in your request for my KUWTL series and my other drivers tysm xx
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Omg the Johnnie fic was just wow.. honestly loved every part (def my fave post so far) which is why I’m here begging for another haha
Could you write a Johnnie Guilbert x reader where the reader is Tara’s friend and is invited to a hangout with all of the friends and Johnnie meets her there for the first time and completely falls in love. Like imagine he greets her and then turns to Jake “I need a ring” “what for” “to propose”
And just FLUFF ugh I love awkward and sweet Johnnie.
this was so sweet ily tysm :( <3
this fic was a tiny bit rushed just because i'm struggling with motivation and trying not to let reqs rot in my inbox but i hope you love it anyways!
Party
warnings : mentions of alcohol
pairing : Johnnie Guilbert x fem reader
word count : 1158
enjoy!
<3
Your best friend was having a Valentine’s party, and you were nothing short of completely ecstatic.
Despite being single, Valentine’s Day was still one of your favorite holidays, because your friends always did something so fun. You had no idea who was going to be in attendance, but you knew that your best friend, Tara, was inviting people from her inner circle, which included some people with a lot of reach. You couldn’t deny that you had a little bit of nerves about it, just because of the fact that Tara was quite literally famous. There would probably be a ton of super important people there, and you didn’t know if you were completely ready for that.
You had made some features in Tara’s videos every now and again, and you had a solid following, but it was nothing like hers, and you also knew that she was inviting her best friend and ex boyfriend, who had a solid following of over two million, so the nerves were definitely there. Tara had told you that you were definitely overreacting, but you really did not want to be that person who accidentally embarrassed themselves in front of people that were on such a pedestal. Not to say that they were perfect, not by any means, but you were sure that some sort of footage from this party would make it to social media, being that Tara always recorded funny moments, and you did not want to go viral for the wrong things.��
You had gone over to Tara’s house about two hours before the party to get ready with her, as you always had the most fun doing that. You two shared a ton of clothes, helped each other with doing makeup, setting things up, and just in general having a good time. It was always a fun time for the two of you, and you had done that many times before many parties, hosted at both of your houses. So that was where you were right now, in Tara’s bathroom, her helping you even out your eyeliner on both eyes, as that had often been something that you really struggled with, and Tara had a natural talent for it. Tara was going over the guest list, and though it was pretty small for one of Tara’s parties, it was still a large gathering for you.
Tara was a much more social person than you, and she found a lot of fun in spending time with large groups of people, whereas you had more fun with smaller, more close-knit groups. Her parties always reflected that, but due to the fact that normally there were a lot of people you knew, and also a lot of alcohol, you normally loosened up pretty quickly and always had a great time. You learned at this point when Tara was listing off who all was coming that Jake’s other best friend, Johnnie, was coming, and you knew of him, but had never met him in person. Tara had a devious grin on her face when you brought that point up, explaining that he wasn’t really a party person either, and she mumbled something about you two being perfect for each other.
You hit her on the shoulder, causing her to laugh, which made you laugh as well, because Tara’s good mood and laughter was contagious, and you couldn’t help yourself. You and Tara had similar styles, and began sifting through her closet deciding what to wear tonight. Obviously it was red and pink themed, but that didn’t mean that you weren’t going to sneak in a little bit of black. It went with everything, so you had a valid reason to get away with it. After picking out a cute outfit, you still had some time to kill, and you and Tara began setting out food, drinks, and removing any possible breakables from common areas of the house. She laughed and told you a ridiculous story about Jake accidentally breaking an expensive valuable when he got too drunk at one of her parties, and now she’s learned to make sure that they’re all put away.
The next forty five minutes went by so quickly, and you two had an amazing time setting up, and just getting to spend time with each other. Not for the first time, your nerves had completely disappeared once Tara had gotten you to open up, and you were nothing but excited for the party that was due to be starting soon. As Tara began opening the door and introducing guests that you either didn’t know or barely knew, you mostly relaxed, eating a couple of snacks and hanging out in the kitchen with Tara and the rest of the people. Nothing really picked up for the first couple of minutes, until a specific car pulled up outside of the house, music blasting loud enough for you to hear it inside the house, making you wonder just how loud it was inside the vehicle. You motioned to Tara, gesturing outside, and she rolled her eyes but had a smile on her face.
“That would be Jake, wouldn’t it? Something about him always having to make an appearance.”
You agreed, moving to make conversation with a couple friends you recognized while Tara let Jake in, accompanied by Johnnie. You looked up and saw Tara hugging the both of them, and took in their appearance. Jake, you had seen quite a few times, but you had never seen Johnnie in person. And you couldn’t lie, he was much more attractive in person. Unfortunately, due to your luck, Johnnie looked up from hugging Tara, and happened to make direct eye contact with you. You immediately looked away, ignoring the heat rising to your cheeks, and hoped on everything that he hadn’t noticed. Unbeknownst to you, he had, but also unbeknownst to you, he was blushing just about the same, it just wasn’t as visible because of his makeup.
He turned to Jake as soon as Tara turned away to greet someone else, and elbowed him in the ribs. Jake doubled over, swearing under his breath as he asked what he needed.
“Dude, what the hell?”
“I need a fucking ring or something.”
He looked at Johnnie like he had just lost his absolute mind.
“What? A ring? For what?”
Looking at his best friend’s face, he realized he looked like a lovestruck puppy, a weird expression to see on Johnnie’s face, and slightly disturbing.
“To propose. Jesus Christ, look at her. She’s gorgeous.”
Jake followed his eyes to see who exactly he was looking at, also at the same moment that you looked back up to try to check out Johnnie again, and watched you blush for a second time, awkwardly looking away and pretending you hadn’t seen them.
“Well, looks like last year was your last Valentine’s alone.”
You enjoyed that party so much more than you had ever expected to.
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Hi, hi!
I loved your perverted obey me brothers and you catching them with your underwear. Will you make a part 2 with the other dateables?
If not, no worries!!
I love your work and I hope you have a nice day!
anon. did u know that ur my first ask? did u know that anon? ily. i've been thinking abt this ask since i saw i first got it. i never knew getting an ask could be so euphoric.
anyways
Pervert (Obey Me: Shall We Date) Part 2!
summary: you are suspecting that someone is stealing your underwear. it will go missing and randomly reappear like it was never gone. you pretend not to notice, but set a little trap for the culprit… and catch them red handed.
a/n: folks. wow. i did not expect part 1 to be soso popular omg!! ily guys thanks so much for enjoying my stuff waaaah! sorry this second part took so fucking long man so much shit happened. like sooo much im so tired. anyways. here. this part includes the royals, angel, and human. ill be back with the others (thirteen, mephisto, and raphael) soon! they may be slightly ooc bc im unfamiliar with them but ill do my best!
also im like literally praying that the characters i wrote here aren't ooc. I tried SO hard please lmk if they are. <;/3
content warning: as usual fem!mc unless you like to imagine yours as a crossdresser (mc's physical attributes are not mentioned but fem undergarments are), and suggestive nsfw content! lmk if there's anything i missed :(
read part 1 here!
AS USUAL MINORS DNI PLEASE! PLEASE RESPECT MY BOUNDARY! THANK YOU!
Intro:
For a short while, you had been reassigned to stay at Purgatory Hall/The Demon Lord’s Castle/wherever else the Dateables are due to Satan having accidentally destroyed your section of the House of Lamentation. No big deal, but all of the brothers were less than happy to see you go. It’s okay, though. You’ll be fine among the others…
The story is the same, of course. You think someone has been nicking your intimates in their spare time. Which is, of course, strange but simultaneously exciting.
You decide to set a trap to find out who they are, leaving your hamper full of clothes in the washroom before leaving to grab some scent beads. When you return, as expected, you can hear someone rifling through your intimates, but it’s not rushed. Rather, it’s calm and calculated, as though said person was desperate to not be heard. You decide to wait outside the door for them. Once they collect the spoils of their work, they quietly slip through the door, only to find you leaning against the wall outside, looking at them expectantly. Your arms are crossed and you’re tapping your fingers on your arm. You raise an eyebrow at them, stifling the urge to cackle at their panicked expression.
“Explain yourself, pervert.”
Diavolo:
You know, simultaneously, you expected him and didn’t expect him at all - at the same time. It wasn’t exactly a secret that Dia was fascinated with humans, especially with you, but… To such lengths? Really? If only Barbatos could see him now.
For a man that loves to talk… He sure is speechless now.
He’s frozen. The panicked expression remains on his face, his eyes flickering from the surrounding hallways and walls to you, to the floor, and back to the hallways. If there was a way out, he couldn’t find it. Before long, he deflated, resigning to looking down, a pitiful pout on his face. You got the feeling it was partially for show, though.
He whimpered like a hurt puppy before muttering a very formal apology. Keeping his head down, he held out the panties towards you. As you watch him, you realize this man has probably rarely ever felt shame before. It's almost entertaining - watching his eyes spin as he tries to adjust to feeling this way. Though he tries to hide it, you can hear his heaving breaths from here. He was ashamed. You could tell he wasn't ashamed for his actions; rather, he was ashamed because he was caught.
The thought makes you want to laugh, and you do, snatching the panties from his waiting hand. He looks up as you laugh, confused, his lips in a soft pout. His eyes almost look teary, as though he's that sad that you're laughing at him. You stifle your laughter with a hand and wave it off, walking past him into the laundry room to put your panties back in the hamper. Once your laughter dies out, you don't face him, but you do speak to him, knowing he is listening.
"Dia, the next time you find yourself fascinated with me, you can just ask. I'll be happy to spare a worn pair for your sake."
You hear a surprised gasp, a shuffling of feet, and a relieved exhale. You turn to him, finally, to see him bowing his head in thanks. He's biting his lip and his face is bright red. Probably too embarrassed to make eye contact. He covers his mouth with his hand, muffling his words before speaking.
"Thank you, MC, for letting this slide… And please, don't tell Barbatos…" His face burns red at his final words, and you smile, amused.
"Don't worry, I won't tell." You wink at him before returning to your laundry, hearing his hesitant steps as he walked away.
Barbatos:
He's frozen. Mortified. He stands there, rooted to the spot like a statue of stone. He stammers out your name in surprise, nervously shifting his gaze from you to your surroundings. He clears his throat, holding a hand up to his lips, and keeps it there, as though attempting to hide his growing blush. "I-I deeply apologize, MC. I should not have been here… You were not meant to see me… " He sounds out of breath, his words light and mumbled.
He turns away from you at an angle, shutting his eyes tight and keeping his hand in front of his face. You watch him take deep breaths and attempt to steady himself and regain his composure. You had to admit, watching him fumble through such an embarrassment was awfully entertaining. His chest visibly rose and fell with each audible breath. He gently teetered on his feet, as though he could fall over if he couldn't keep up. What a sight to behold, Barbatos at a loss for words and composure.
You approach him quietly, walking slowly to prevent the click of your shoes from being heard. You know that while he can't hear you, he can feel you, and he knows you're close. He shuffles backwards shyly, attempting to replace the distance you remove with every step. Ultimately, however, he is too slow, and you manage to get close enough to him, cornering him against a wall inside the laundry room. You make no effort to cage him in, but simply watch as he continues to attempt to get ahold of himself. He swallows thickly and slowly opens his eyes, calming down. He lowers his hand back to his side, and looks at you levelly, his expression still embarrassed but not mortified any longer. You smile, raising an eyebrow.
"I'd like my panties now, thanks." You hold out a hand expectantly, and Barbatos obliges, pulling the panties from his coat pocket and placing them in your waiting hand, all signs of embarrassment gone from his face, replaced by his trademark smile instead. His ears however, were a dead giveaway, as the tips of them remained red. You simply chuckle and lean away from him, humming in thanks and placing them back into the hamper. He moves to assist you with your clothes, and does so efficiently, though you watch him carefully to ensure his nimble fingers don’t grab hold of anything else without your permission. When the task is finished, he bows respectfully.
“Is there anything else I can assist you with, MC?”
You shake your head, smiling. “No, but thank you, Barbatos.”
With that done, his ears still burning red and his smile faltering slightly, he moves to leave. You stop him, grabbing his arm as he passes you. He looks back at you curiously, embarrassment still painted on his face. “And, please, ask me next time.” You smile, your eyes filling with mirth. “I’d be happy to give you a pair later as thanks for your assistance.”
He swallows thickly and his eyes widen. He bites his lip before nodding, thanking you briskly, and walking away hurriedly, his face red.
You think you see a flash of lace in his back pocket as he leaves, but maybe you’re imagining it...
Simeon:
Now, this was a surprise. The angel? Really?
He yelps in surprise, fumbling with the panties and dropping them on the ground, hiding his face in his hands and backing into a wall. He’s visibly shaking, his hands trembling as he hides behind them, not even peeking out to observe your reaction. His knees wobbled and he began to shrink in on himself, eventually kneeling on the floor. You watch him wordlessly, amused. He’s unexpectedly quite dramatic.
After a few moments, you hear him mumbling to himself. Confused, you tentatively approach him, listening carefully. You catch little bits of what he’s saying before kneeling down, to which he shrinks further and his mumbling speed increases. Then it hits you. He’s… praying.
He’s literally fucking praying.
You are so thoroughly amused at this that you want to laugh, but you wonder if being a victim of the wrath of Simeon or the almighty was worth it, so you decide against it. You stifle and disguise your laugh as clearing your throat, doing a comically loud “Ahem” to get Simeon’s attention.
Not one to be disobedient, he stops his muttering and slowly lifts his head to look at you. You smile smugly at him, your eyes narrowing with mirth. You reach out towards him and gently touch his chin. He flinches, but doesn’t pull away, looking between your fingers and your face curiously. You hold his chin and lift it upwards, and he follows your movements, adjusting himself so it’s easier to peer upwards at you. You smile wider, even more amused than before.
“I don’t think that’ll work down here, Simeon.” Your voice is low and taunting, and Simeon gulps, his eyes still not leaving yours. He still doesn’t say anything, merely trembles, as though he were being judged.
Maybe he was, a little bit, but favorably so. It’s not everyday you’d find an angel ballsy enough to do this, right?
You tut at him, clicking your tongue and shaking your head disapprovingly. “Oh, Simeon…” You put on a fake pout, looking at him with pity in your eyes. “Don’t you know better than to do this?”
“Ugh…” Simeon bites his lip. His eyebrows furrow and his mouth creases downwards into a pathetic expression. You continued to stifle your laughter by biting the inside of your cheek. However, you are ultimately unsuccessful and end up bursting into an amused smile and a few breathy chuckles at him.
When your laughter dies down, you look at him, still holding his chin. “Come now, Simeon.” You smile, winking at him. “All you have to do is ask… If you‘d like another pair.”
Simeon sucks in a breath in shock, and his eyes widen as he looks at you. He suddenly scrambles to his feet, straightening up, his head still bent forward in embarrassment.
“I-I’m sorry, MC! It won’t happen again!” He swiftly walks past you, not looking at you and barely opening his eyes enough to see, narrowly missing the wall in his rush to leave. You listen to his retreating footsteps and only laugh. Maybe you’d drop by his room later and give him a gift.
Solomon:
Shameless. But he’s old and barely human. He’s also the worst.
He doesn’t react much besides his initial panicked reaction, which soon melts into mirth, a smug smile appearing on his face. He’s confident, but not that confident. His exaggerated smug smile twitches at the corners and his face remains flushed a deep red. He dramatically clears his throat and smiles coyly, the picture of a wolf in sheep’s clothing. “Ah…” He starts, shrugging his shoulders, still smiling, the corners of his lips still twitching. His voice shakes just slightly. “You got me!”
Your face can’t seem to decide if it wants to fall into a disappointed expression at his brazen admission or burst into a fit of laughter at his obvious fear. Instead, it seems to settle on a pitying smirk, and you have to stop it from turning into a full on grin. You sigh and shake your head, not super surprised.
You approach him, and he visibly stiffens, but his arrogance forces him to stay in place, his confidence crumbling at your certainty. When you stand just in front of him, you hold out your hand, a smug look on your face. “I’ve got you indeed! Hand them over.” Your words are quick and terse, smug smile and knowing look still on your face. Solomon swallows, and looks to the side, gently dropping the panties into your hands. He makes no move to look at you again after that, still facing you but looking away.
You scoff as you watch him simply stand there. You find it amusing, but you are also dissatisfied at his lack of retorts. You put your hands on your hips and smirk, attempting to provoke him. “Hm. I’d expect a panty thief to be more ballsy. What, cat got your tongue?” Your smug smile only grows and your eyes narrow with mirth. His confidence almost seems to fully crumble under your gaze, and he relents, his blush spreading all across his face. Yet still, he remains silent.
You approach further, your steps slow and deliberately intimidating. He’s rooted to the spot, unable to move, still frantically finding anything to gaze at instead of you. Eventually you stand mere centimeters from him, your body just barely touching his. You smirk at him and lean your head forward, blowing on him before pulling back. He flinches immediately, startled, and bumps into the wall behind him. You giggle at him, thoroughly amused at his frantic nerves. He looks at you pathetically, lips red from worrying at them with his teeth, pupils blown wide, red blush from his forehead to his neck.
“Aw, don’t look at me like that~!” You tease him, pressing your finger into his cheek. He watches you warily, seemingly at a loss for words. Your lips pull into a wicked smile. “How long has it been, hm?”
Immediately his eyes widen and he stammers out some indignant words, trying to deflect and explain himself. You only laugh at his stammered words, and he eventually stops, worrying at his lips again with his teeth. “Oh, don’t worry, I imagine you have plenty of escapades. But why couldn’t you just ask me?” You tilt your head at him, looking at him with hooded eyes. “Hm? It couldn’t have been that hard to just ask.”
Surprisingly, he only sighs and shakes his head, blush still present. “My dear apprentice, I am only human. Even I still don’t know how to properly act in the face of attraction.” A small, wobbly smile pulls at his lips before he purses his lips again, biting down to stifle any further words. His answer was straightforward, but you can tell he is still nervous. His breathing remains heavy, his eyes are still wide, and he’s still covered in a crimson blush. You laugh again.
Instead of teasing him further, though you really want to, you smile. “Well, now you know. Simply ask, Solomon. I am willing to help you… if you want me to.” You smile before turning away, dropping the panties into your clothes hamper, and starting the wash. It takes Solomon a moment to snap out of it and leave, but he does. You could feel his eyes on you and his magic still lingers in the air.
a/n: *super saiyan yells* thank you for reading waaaaaah! i did my best and im soso sorry if any of these characs are ooc... if they are too ooc i might actually rewrite it fr im so scared :(
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request where reader has some kind of severish accident which means her movement is limited (like she has a leg cast and crutches or something) and harry takes time out to visit her in hospital and then care for her at home when she’s released until she’s feeling better and once she feels good again she keeps hinting at wanting to be intimate with him because it’s been so long and she’s missed having him that way and that aspect of their relationship but he’s not picking up on her hints because he doesn’t want to rush her or assume she’s ready before she’s fully recovered but it just makes her feel rejected and sad like he doesn’t want her that way anymore and he sees her as a burden because there’s no proper communication but then when they finally talk about how they’re feeling he’s like omg baby no that’s not it at all of course i’m still attracted to you i love you i just don’t want to pressure you after everything… cut to it ends in fluffy emotional smut and all is well again
lmao sorry this was so long and there’s no punctuation but this was literally a stream of consciousness 😮💨
hii thank you so much for the request it was really fun to write <;3
hope you enjoy!
It was completely your fault.
At least that’s how you felt. The bike ride was supposed to be short and sweet but you ended up in a small ditch with a broken ankle. You felt stupid more than anything. And a little embarrassed. You called Harry with a wobbly voice and shooting pain in your ankle. He raced to your location and took you to the hospital, doted on you endlessly and now that shooting pain has been reduced to a dull ache due to the medication they have you on.
His hands gently knead your leg and give you a much needed massage to soothe a cramp that’s been building up while you stare at him with loving eyes, “how’s it feeling, baby? Better? Doctor said it would be good to go home with some crutches.”
You roll your eyes at him and smirk mischievously, “I could’ve gone home days ago, you’re the one that made me stay here to make sure I was alright, Harry.” You chuckle softly and watch closely as he gets up to start to tidy up and collect your things.
“I just needed to make sure that there wouldn’t be any further damage, angel.” he pleads his case, stopping his gathering for a moment to shoot you a look that you only respond to with a deadpan stare.
“Whatever you say, Dr. Styles.”
“Mm. Say that again. S’kinda hot.” your lover smirks at you with that glint in his eyes that only shows up when he says something that he knows will have an effect on you. You giggle and he takes a couple steps towards you, leans down, and gives you a soft kiss. Your hands reach up to tangle in his brown curls, tugging lightly to pull him deeper into the kiss. The faintest of groans leave his lips and it makes a wave of contentment flow through you, you’ve missed him like this. That contentment is very quickly thwarted when Harry pulls away, only to leave you with a quick peck and a smile. You frown softly, but he misses it.
“All jokes aside though, I’m really glad you’re okay. It could’ve been a lot worse; you know?” He gently takes your chin between his fingers and squeezes softly. You nod and offer him a knowing smile. You know how anxious he gets, especially when it comes to the people he loves most, especially when it comes to you. “And excuse me for my innate nature to protect the girl I love.” he speaks with a sarcastic bite and a faux eye roll that you giggle heartily at.
“Alright, love.” his voice strains from the weight of you in his arms, “you just lay here and look pretty. I’ll go get your stuff and then we can cuddle.” You were cleared to go home. They sent you off with some crutches and told you that you were good to go.
And that’s basically how the rest of the five weeks in the cast went. You and Harry, alone in your house, with Harry constantly all over you and needing to make sure you were okay. He rarely let you out of his sight unless he had to go to work and you loved it, but seeing him and not being able to really kiss him the way you want to has you a little bummed, and frustrated. You’ve not only missed kissing him, you’ve missed having him. The weight of him on top of you, the praise he always whispers in your ear, the way he feels when he touches you and fucks you like no one else can. You’ve missed all of that.
And you barely need the crutches anymore! You’ve been walking just fine without them and Harry has been so vocal about being proud of your progress, but still nothing.
You try to give him hints sometimes but it’s like it completely flies over his head. He’ll just kiss you as if you guys are being watched by the pope and be his normal perfect, “tooth-rottingly” sweet self.
“Missed you so much, angel.” He had just come back from work, tired, but obviously never too tired for his girl, “d’you need anything? You’ve eaten right?” he mumbles while his face is squished cutely into your arm.
“Yes, my love. I’ve eaten. Don’t need anything really. Just you.” And that one was obvious, really obvious, you used that tone you normally use with him when he’s fucking you, you have your hands tangled in his hair and make sure to tug lightly enough to where it feels like an accident, you’re wearing his favorite smelling body oil, you’re even dragging your foot across his thigh for god’s sake. What more does he need? He’s usually ready to go with less.
“Well you’ve got me. Always.” his head shoots up, the curls flopping with it, he grins so happily at you like you aren’t dying from the emptiness of not having him inside you for so long. You might lose it and honestly you can’t even blame yourself for how you’re reacting. He’s just too good to be without it for this long. And you can’t figure out why he doesn’t seem to want to give you what you need. That’s always been his promise after all, that he was going to give me what you needed, always.
So, what in the world is going on now?
It’s been another two weeks. Still no moves from Harry and still seventeen million moves from you (a day). You’re beginning to think that he’s doing it on purpose, and that, that is a dangerous thought. You’re the biggest overthinker you know, and now that the seed is planted in your head that Harry is avoiding your attempts at being intimate with him, it’s spiraling out of control. There’s a big ball of emotion in the pit of your stomach that’s making you feel like shit and you really don’t like the feeling.
You decide to go downstairs and find him, hoping to just talk it out. The whole way down the stairs you’re convincing yourself that it’s all just a big misunderstanding or miscommunication, but your brain is working overtime to convince you that you're being avoided on purpose.
When you hit the last step, you immediately see him, in all his glory. His back is turned to you and he’s wearing a tight black shirt that showcases every muscle in his back and arms. It honestly makes your mouth water. You walk up closer to him when you realize he’s on the phone and your walking slows so you can be quieter. Your hands reach up to touch his shoulder and finally get some of that physical contact you’ve been craving. He puts his hand on yours for a second but then slightly shrugs your hand off of his shoulder. Your heart drops.
Now, normally, you would’ve found it funny, or just chalk it up to him doing something important, or being in a bad mood, but there was only one word running through your head now.
Burden.
Burden.
Burden.
The extreme fear you have of feeling unwanted manifests in many different ways. You stumble back from him, while he doesn’t even notice the pain on your face, and you slowly retreat to your room. As soon as you get upstairs, and onto your bed, the waterworks start. You feel so incredibly dramatic but it hurts so much to feel like the only person you want around doesn’t feel the same way you do.
It’s a couple dozen minutes of crying before you hear his heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. Your door opens a couple moments later and Harry comes in it. The first thing he heard, which stopped him in his tracks, was a sniffle. And then he saw you crying. His heart drops.
“Hey, hey hey. What’s going on?” he rushes over to you with his gentle voice, immediately crouching down to level with where you’re laying on the bed. “Is it hurting, baby? Tell me what’s wrong.”
And he tries to convince you to tell him, for way longer than he should’ve, lots and lots of coaxing, and when you finally told him, it may have been in the least liked way that you were imagining.
“Why won’t you touch me?!” you blurt out, frustration clear as day in your voice. Harry leans back slightly at the shock of your admission.
“Why won’t I…touch you? I–babe what are you talking about?”
“I’ve been trying everything I know of to get you to realize I just need you so badly, but it feels like you’ve been ignoring it. Like you just don’t want to be intimate with me and it feels like I’m a burden or something. I hate feeling like I’m bothering you.”
Harry has a permanent frown on his face when you speak, looking directly into your eyes, following your every move.
After your short rant he looks at you for a moment, he looks away as if he’s in thought, he sighs almost as if he’s relieved, then you watch him…laugh?
“I cannot believe,” he starts, immediately getting up from his crouched position to stand and tower over you. “I cannot believe that you could ever think that I don’t wanna be close to you, or make you feel good, or make you come the way only I can.” his eyes have changed from soft and concerned to intense, but with that familiar glint.
“You really think I’d ever deprive myself of being in between those gorgeous thighs, baby? Really?” his hand softly grazes against your thigh, almost as if to prove his point. Your eyes flutter shut at the faint touch. Finally, you think.
“I’ve only been worried about your ankle. I just wanted to make sure everything was alright before we did anything. You hurt yourself pretty badly baby, didn’t wanna pressure you.”
“Jesus, H. Seriously? I was worried–” you’re cut off when he kisses you deeply, his hand coming up to loosely wrap around your throat. You moan into the kiss and he groans deeply, moving himself so he’s on top of you.
“Thought I taught you better than you not using your words, pretty.” he rasps, his tone soft but condescending. You whimper softly at his words, as he spreads your legs to fit himself between them, rocking his hips to grind himself against you. “Hm? Use your words, baby. You have to tell me what you want.”
That slow grinding is making your mind go fuzzy, it’s been so long and you already feel dizzy with pleasure. “Need to be close. Need you to fuck me.” you mumble. You already feel closer than you have in a long time. The way you’re staying directly into his moss green eyes as his entire body flexes with his movements, the way you can feel his soft pants against your skin.
“Yeah?” and he wastes no time. He kisses down your body slowly, like he’s worshiping you, and makes his way down between your thighs. He spreads you apart slowly like if he wants to savor every moment and when he finally gives you what you want, he gives and gives and gives.
And you just have to sit there and take it while he’s fucking you with his perfect mouth like that, getting his face and your thighs all messy with your arousal, moaning as if he’s the one getting pleasure from it, making you come twice on his tongue despite your squirming and whimpers.
“Have no idea how much I missed your perfect cunt, baby. No idea.”
And when you tried your very best to pull away due to the overstimulation, he tightens his arms around your waist and tugged you back to him harshly with a gruff, “M’not done. Need more.”
And god if you didn’t just die right then.
When he fucked you, it was slow. And you could definitely tell that he missed you just as much as you missed him. Deep and slow strokes that brought the most beautiful sounds out of both of you and had his breath stuttering and eyes fluttering shut.
“You’re so perfect, so wet for me.” he moans softly. Suddenly his eyes open and his brows pull together when he looks down at you, he almost looks…sad.
“Don’t you ever think that I don’t want you like this again, do you understand me?” He punctuates his words with a very purposeful thrust that rubs right against the spot that makes you shake. “I could never be not attracted to you. Never. You’re the only person that has me this fucking gone. How do you not see what you do to me?”
He reassures you the whole time, whispering those praises you missed so much in your ear ang touching you exactly the way he knows you like.
“You’re so fucking good for me, angel. Squeezing me so tight, you missed me hm?”
“Wanna come for me? Is my needy girl gonna soak my cock? Go ahead baby.”
“That’s my girl. Fuck I’ve missed how you feel when you come around my cock like that.”
And when you both finish, he’s extra cuddly. You guys are bundled up in the blankets and it feels like if he were to crawl in your skin it still wouldn’t be enough to satisfy him.
“God I missed you.” he breathes out contentedly.
“Missed you too, H. So much.”
“Also you smell really good, is that my favorite body oil?” he questions with the most adorable smile on his face.
“Now you notice?” you giggle and roll your eyes; he has a confused pout on his face, and you just cuddle up closer to him and let your eyes fall shut.
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El, my love!! Congratulations on the 1k! You deserve each and every follower and even more than that!! 💖
Your 1k event sounds so awfully cute, I'd love to participate— 👁️ my f/o is my most beloved husband Fyodor Dostoevsky, and— honestly, our relationship is pretty classic with me as a housewife, and we're just awfully in love. 🙏🏻 He probably brings home gifts each time he returns from some mission... I do like gifts..... I worry and overthink a lot while he's, you know, Fyodor; he probably stops me from worrying too much often and calms me down easily.. He's always rather calm and benevolent and slightly amused and. my meow meow.... I love him so much........
About what I'd like to do with him — honestly, anything!! Going on a restaurant date sounds sweet or just. being at home with him, braiding his hair or taking care of him or or. mind full. everything is great as long as it's Fyodor 🙏🏻
I hope that's enough information, and congratulations again!! yippee!! 💖🌸
🥺🥺🥺 that's so cute vee omg yesssss. I hope you'll enjoy this, it's just a short and sweet scene of a normal night with him 💕💕💕
Fyodor x fem!reader
Navi.
Warnings: none
Wordcount: 350~
There are tales of a kind death carrying flowers in his hand as blood trails behind him and soils the path he walks. If one has a keen enough eye, he might be able to realise that all of these red trails lead to one specific house.
Fyodor was late again, though he most likely would disagree. Biting your lip, you wondered if you needed to take out bandages and tend to him, or if he would chide you for it with a click of his tongue. Finally then, just past midnight, the door to your shared home opened and you jumped up from your spot on the couch to hurry over.
"Now, milaya, don't tell me you have been up and waiting for me all this time," he hummed, though appreciatively, as he drew you closer by the waist and placed a soft kiss to your temple. "You should know better, I really wished you took your sleep more seriously."
"I was worried," you murmured and he gently caressed your cheek.
"What for, hm?"
You didn't know what to answer and that seemed to be enough for him. He led you to his armchair and pulled you unto his lap as he sat down on it.
"I took a little longer because I was distracted. I do apologise, myshka."
"You? Distracted?" You frowned.
He hummed, finger running over your cheek before he pulled out an elegant box from his pocket. You gasped.
"For me?"
A smirk tugged on his mouth as he watched you open the gift excitedly. A piece of jewellery that he had found during his mission - priceless and quite literally one of a kind, thus suitable for his pretty wife to wear.
He helped you put it on and then leaned back to admire the view. Shy under his gaze, you nuzzled into his neck. A chuckle reverberated in his chest as he drew you even closer and he pressed a kiss to the top of your head.
There truly was nothing greater to him than the rush he felt with his cute, devoted wife in his arms.
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Can you do maybe a fluffy short fic about Alastor with an S/O who is really hard worker and is a bit of a perfectionist. One night he pulls them away from working, cleaning, or being productive in some way for a relaxing evening with some cuddles.🥺
OMG HI!!!! This was so fun to write and literally so cute frrrrr! Thank you so much for the request anon and I really hope you enjoy!
Late Night Cuddles - Alastor
Pairing - Alastor x reader
Warnings - none!!
Word Count - 424
Notes - thanks again because this one is so soft and i literally love it!!! i love alastor so to get to write this was so much fun! have a great day anon and dont forget to stay hydrated!!
“Hi Al, I'm home.” You sighed, walking into the house, feeling nothing but exhausted.
“Hello dear!” Alastor exclaimed, getting up from his spot to lay a soft kiss on your knuckles. “How was your day?”
You smiled softly, wrapping your arms around the radio demon. “It was good. Busy though.”
He chuckled in the crook of your neck, pulling you closer. “Well I think this calls for a break then.”
You looked up and noticed that the whole hotel was a mess. “Uhm… a break might have to wait, Alastor. The hotel kinda looks like shit right now, so I would like to do some cleaning first.”
“But-”
“Have you seen this place?” You pulled out of the hug and began sweeping the floor which was covered in confetti and crayons thanks to Angel Dust, no doubt. “It;s pretty bad. I'll be in bed soon, promise.”
“Alright,” Alastor said skeptically, giving you a side glance. “As long as you promise to be in bed in no less than half an hour.”
“Promise.” You smiled at Alastor, but he was still skeptical.
“You better.”
Alastor went up to bed and stared at the ceiling for what felt like hours waiting for you. He loved that you were so driven to get things done, but did you really have to do it all the time?
He rushed downstairs, still seeing you cleaning the hotel, yawning.
“You said thirty minutes, love.” Alastor said, pulling you over his shoulder.
“Wait Alastor I-”
“It was a promise, dear. We don't break promises, do we now?”
You just crossed your arms as Alastor carried you up the stairs and to your room. He tackled you onto the bed and pressed kisses up and down your face. “Don't you know when to take a break, darling?”
You just giggled, unable to focus on what he was saying as he was pressing soft little kisses all over your face and neck.
“You must be so tired, dear.” Alastor pulled away from kissing you and pouted.
“I'm a little tired, Al.” You flopped down on the bed and pulled Alastor over to you, who immediately cuddled you in his arms.
“Don't work too hard. You have a lovely partner to take care of.”
You just smiled, tucking Alastor’s hair behind his ear. “Alright. This time I'll keep my promise.”
“That’s what I like to hear.” Alastor pulled you close and pressed a kiss onto your forehead before fully encasing you in cuddles.
Needless to say, you had the best night's sleep ever.
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My Little Angel - Elvis Presley 🤍
elvis x reader
Warnings: SMUT, cursing, fluff, daddy kink briefly mentioned, Elvis is obsessed with you in your new outfit.
I’m still not the best at writing but I hope you all enjoy! 🤍
E! You cry out trying to get his attention. “Do you want to come see what I bought?” You had just gone shopping and bought the sweetest little white baby doll dress, and matching white thigh-high socks with bows at the top, also of course Elvis’ favourite white lace panties of yours underneath your extremely short dress that left little to the imagination. Something about you dressed in white was a major turn on for Elvis so you knew Elvis was going to love the set you picked up. “Comin’ baby” Elvis yelled back to you as he rushed down into your shared bedroom.
You were bending over the vanity fixing your hair when he walked in “wow” he stood staring at you, rubbing his chin with his fingers. “Do you like it?” you replied with a smirk plastered over your face, already knowing the answer. “Do I like it? Huh” he chucked “I more than like it”. He pulled you close to him by your waist and trailed his fingers over the bottom of your baby doll dress, lifting it slightly and giving your ass a slight squeeze and slap. You couldn’t help but to let out a small gasp spill from your lips, sending Elvis’ famous smirk to spread over his face.
He backed up and sat on the edge of the bed, then reached out for your hand, pulling you sideways onto his lap. He began to rub his hands up and down your thighs sensually, getting awfully close to the place that was growing wetter by the second. While still stroking your legs he grabbed your face gently, turning your attention from your lap to him “you’re so beautiful you know that, baby?” Elvis then began placing soft kisses on your lips, cheeks, then made his way down your neck towards your chest, causing you to throw your head back with a sigh. He pulled away briefly, his eyes trailed over you in awe, but there was no denying the fact that those ocean blue eyes were quickly filling with pure lust “you’re my little Angel aren’t you honey” he spoke softly. “mhm just for you” you whispered whilst playing with his hair. He quickly retreated to kissing you all over, before bringing his eyes to you “let me make love to you huh?”. You nodded perhaps overly excitedly as Elvis let out a small chuckle.
“Get up on the bed baby”, you did as he said and crawled up to the top of the bed and spread your legs. Elvis stood at the foot of the bed gawking at you as he slowly began taking off his shirt, and then unbuckling his belt before finally taking off his pants. You watched him while biting your lip at the scene unfolding in front of you omg I will never get over how hot this man is
He then crawled onto the bed making his way in between your legs. Your lips quickly met his as he kissed you passionately. He moved his lips from your mouth to your jaw, then neck, kissing, kissing and kissing you repeatedly. He nonchalantly pulled down the straps of your baby doll dress revealing your boobs whilst never pulling his lips away from you. Kisses then followed to your chest where he lightly sucked on your left nipple, then your right causing you to let out a moan. He sat up for a brief moment, trailing his hands down your waist to the bottom of your stomach “you gonna let out more of those pretty noises for me hm? Tell me what you want Angel” the way he spoke, the look in his lust filled eyes and his little smirk had you melting under him. “I want you” you mustered out, unable to say exactly how you wanted him even though he hadn’t even touched you where you needed him the most yet. “You want my mouth on you baby?” He asked as he started kissing down your stomach to the top of your panties, before pulling them off of you, leaving you only in your thigh high socks. God did this sight turn Elvis on. “Yes please” you stuttered back to him.
He kissed up along your thighs before pressing a gentle kiss on your clit whilst holding eye contact with you. Just the slightest touch had you spiralling, you needed him more than ever. He started flicking his tongue against your clit before sucking as hard as he could. “Omg e!” You cried out as you couldn’t help your head flying back, and your back arching against him. He was going at you like a man starved. You gripped onto his hair to stabilize yourself as he held your thighs stopping them from closing in. “Fuck Elvis mmmm” your moans filled the room, although you made no attempt to hide them considering the fact that Elvis loved to hear you coming undone because of his touch. You quickly realised that you weren’t going to last long like this, the pleasure he was giving you was overwhelming. Before you knew it you were bucking your hips towards him as the tight coil in your belly came undone “oh my god” you screamed out while he continued his assault on your clit. He pulled away from you with a pleased smile on his face. That cheeky smirk seemed to be working overtime today. “‘was good baby huh?” he said whilst moving some of your hair out of your face. All you could do was simply nod as you were so fucked out with pleasure from some of the best head you’ve received in your life.
You felt like you were too sensitive to take him again right away so you sat up and began to tug on his boxers “let me make you feel good now e”. He switched places with you so now you were between his legs, slowly you pulled down his boxers that seemed to already have pre cum stains, to reveal his ever so hard cock that looked like it was on the brink of exploding. You licked from the base up to the tip whilst holding eye contact with Elvis, peppering kisses over the tip a few times before beginning to suck away. “Fuck” he murmurs out from the sight of you sucking at his throbbing member, with your ass raised in the air. That fact that you were doing such unholy things whilst still wearing those oh so innocent thigh-high bow socks had Elvis realing underneath you. He moves his hands to your head moving your hair out of your face holding it into a makeshift ponytail. “fuck baby girl, daddy isn’t going to last much longer like this” he breathily moans out to you. “you wanna fuck me now?” You mumble over his cock holding eye contact, your eyes innocently flickering at him.
“Get on your back” he ordered as you pulled his cock out of your mouth with a pop. You were dripping wet for him now, you could not wait one more minute for him to fuck you. He spread your legs wide open before rubbing his tip along your folds, teasing. “Please Elvis, I need you now”, “yeah you need me honey? are you gonna take me like a good girl”, “yes e, yes, please” you were practically begging at this point, god could Elvis turn you on, to the point where you could almost forget your own name. He listened to your pleas and began to enter you, the pair of you letting out a moan. He gradually began thrusting into you hitting your g stop with each thrust, “oh gosh Elvis mmm” the pleasure again he was giving you was immense. He leaned down so his head was in the crook of your neck whilst still thrusting in and out “you feel so good my little Angel, tell me how I make you feel” he whispered into your ear “s-so good daddy” you managed to stutter back at him. He leans back up holding your hips up higher to gain a new angle, one that hit your g spot even harder “ah fuck e” you cried out holding on to his arm that moved above your head, whilst the other held your hip. He was fucking you silly at this point and that climax was quickly approaching you again. “I’m gonna cum e” you cried out to him. “Cum for me baby” his thrusts were also beginning to become sloppier so you knew he wasn’t far behind. The coil in your stomach snapped at an instant, making you see stars “Holy shit mmmm”. “Ha fuck” he then came inside you, filling you with his warm cum.
Elvis collapsed onto you, the both of you struggling to catch your breaths, before he slipped out of you leaving you feeling empty. “My god baby, you drive me crazy you know that?” He spoke lovingly to you before kissing you.”Let me get a towel wait there” he quickly hurried into the bathroom, you couldn’t help but giggle at him running frantically butt ass naked, you whistled at him just to tease him a tad “hey” he yelled back with a silly look planted on his face. He came back with a damp towel and cleaned you up, before leaving one more good luck kiss on your extremely sensitive clit. “I love you Elvis” you said to him and the two of you cuddled up next to one another, “I love you too my baby girl. Oh and uh can you please wear these again with that little dress” he said whilst playing with the bows on your socks. “Of course my love” you giggled back to him.
Thank you for reading lovelies! If you enjoyed it would mean so much to reblog :) stay horny 🤗
#elvis fan fiction#Elvis#elvis presley smut#Elvis Presley#elvis 2022#elvis x reader#elvis imagine#elvis smut#elvis the pelvis#elvisaaronpresley#elvis the king#Elvis dirty
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Hello fellow late teen transmasc bisexual lotr fan lol
Odd request i was just thinking of, but could you do a platonic Gandalf & reader where it's a modern au and he's reader's grandpa? Reader is struggling with school or stuff like that (general teen angst stuff) and Gandalf comforts them and gives them a talk about dealing with adversity and whatnot? Just found your blog, can't wait to read!
Omg hii and tysm for sending a request💕 genuinely wasn't expecting one so soon! I haven't properly written in awhile so again I hope it's alright🙏
life could be difficult, especially when you're young and still trying to figure things out. The pressure of school, other peoples opinions of you and your opinion of yourself can weigh heavy and make things all the more challenging.
School had been stressful, more so than usual as exams were coming up. (Name) does his best, he's not bad at school necessarily but it's hard regardless. All the stress was making relaxing near impossible, he couldn't remember the last time he actually felt okay, let alone actually feeling good.
As he walked home from school, his mind wandered, not to really anything specific. His train of thought would jump from one depressing thought to another. But the thoughts quickly faded from (name)'s mind as entered his house and realized who was visiting. With the excitement of a little kid on Christmas day, he rushed to the living room to find him. "Grandpa! I didn't know you were coming!" (name) exclaimed, practically throwing himself into Gandalfs arms.
Gandalf chuckled softly, wrapping his arms around his grandson. "(Name), my boy! Look at you, you've grown" he hummed softly, setting aside his pipe. Gandalf pulled back from the hug, his smile fading into worry as he looked into his grandsons eyes. "you look tired, have you not been getting sleep?"
(name) sighed at the question, moving to sit down in the chair across from his grandpa. "I don't know... Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't..." He replied with a shrug of his shoulders. He didn't want to burden his grandpa with his problems, he just wanted to enjoy the moment, the short break from the stress.
Gandalf hummed to himself, eyes narrowing in suspicion. He knew there was more going on, there always is. He remembers being a teenager, though it was so long ago... It was hard. There's a lot going on. Gandalf picked his pipe back up, muttering to himself as he fidgeted with it. Soon he spoke up "it's hard being so young, the world doesn't give you a break even when you're at your limit and on top of it all you have to figure yourself out. " he spoke softly, his blue eyes shining slightly. "But sometimes you have to give yourself a break if the world doesn't. Spoil yourself a little, my boy. You certainly deserve it"
Gandalf thought quietly for a moment before adding onto his sentence. "I know how cruel others can be, especially around your age - don't let those cruel folks hold you back from finding the good ones, (name) "
(name) listened intently as his grandpa spoke, tears forming in his eyes. Gandalf always had a way with words, A way of providing support even when it felt like nothing could comfort you. "Thank you, grandpa" (name) muttered softly, quickly climbing out of his chair to embrace Gandalf again.
Gandalf chuckled softly, pressing a soft kiss to (name)'s forehead. "now, how about we order something to eat? It'll be my treat" he hummed, winking slightly.
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Hope you like it I tried my best🙏 I'll probably change how I write as I get back into it
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Ok so my polyamorous butt loves both Langa and Reki, but there are only a few oneshots on here that show them both together like that. Could you possibly write more if you have the time?
omg it's been such a looong time since i wrote for sk8 😭 i missed my boys orz
since it's been a long time since i wrote for them, they're gonna be a little ooc? i do know that reki can be like excited and fun and langa like quiet yet still determined to be out there, you know lol? but either way, they'll be somewhat ooc 😅
anyway, here's a little something for the meantime while i go rewatch sk8, i just know im not looking forward to seeing that guy 😬 lmao
also blueberry muffins are my fave （˶′◡‵˶）
[08/01/22] I've started this post last week and i just finished and oh man... i did not meant for it to be so long 💀 it was so supposed to be short but i got carried away lmao 😅 also i still haven't rewatch sk8 lol
anyway enjoy! hope you love it! <3
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Sweet like You
pairing: reki kyan x gn! reader x langa hasewaga
theme(s): fluff
warning(s): none
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(Name) stared out the window with their chin propped on the palm of their hand boredly as the teacher continued on about some chemistry problems and their equations written on the board, his back turned on the students. Their mechanical lead pencil twirled lazily in their fingers, a low sigh going through their nose. The young skater stopped listening to the lecture a few minutes ago. Class was already half an hour in. Their mind had long abandoned the subject of today's lessons, swimming down a path of old memories as their eyes stared at the passing clouds. It was a windy day. Their boyfriends mentioned doing some more skill practices after school during their lunchtime for one of Langa's upcoming races with one of the known skaters in the underground group which both boys refused to let (Name) in.
Although (Name) really didn't had any intentions of joining in the S organization. They weren't one for racings or competing against others. They had seen the injuries both Reki and Langa received. It broke their heart seeing their boys be cover in bandages. Such injuries brought an old childhood memory of theirs.
Back when they first started skating on their own, they would be cover in band-aids themselves after spending hours upon hours on learning how to ride a board. After an hour of struggling to step on the board without sliding off from it and earning themselves a scratch on one of their palms or knees, (Name)'s mother would bake them their favorite treat, a plate of warm, delicious blueberry muffins with a glass of milk beside it. Just from the thought of it in their memories made their mouth watered.
Before their mind wander further into their memories, the last bell of the school day rang throughout the whole building. Students begun to pack their stuffs while the teacher remind them of their lessons and their homework for the night, (Name) taking their time as the rest of their classmates rush out to hurry home.
Bored (colored) eyes looked at the school building as the owner stood beside the gates. They waited patiently for their boyfriends to meet up with them at the gates, as they promised during lunch. Squinting their eyes, (Name) saw a mop of baby bluer hair bouncing slightly as Langa ran up them with a determined look on his face.
"(Nickname)!" Langa called out as he reached them, his signature skateboard in hand while the other held his bookbag. "Ready to go? Reki said he would catch up to us later at the usual spot. One of his teachers held him back to get him back on track on his assignments." He explained. (Name) mouthed out an 'oh' as they nodded.
"Ah, I see... I imagined it was the English teacher, huh?" They said, shaking their head when Langa nodded. Though, they didn't mind starting on the training without Reki, (Name) wanted to hang out with both their boys. "How about we wait for Reki st my house? Besides, I've been thinking about making some blueberry muffins. We can make some together and eat them when Reki comes over." They suggested, looking at the other skater.
Lanha stared at his partner, a clear look of a debate going in his head.
"Okay." He answered after a moment of silence.
(Name) grinned and took his hand in theirs, intertwining their fingers as they led the way to find a grocery store.
It was getting close to evening. Reki had texted to the trio's group chat about coming over to (Name)'s house. Thankfully it was a Friday night, having the whole weekend to spend it over at their house while going out to get some training done. Langa and (Name) spent the rest of the time until Reki came back from school gathering the ingredients and measuring them up. From preparing the batter, to mixing the berries in to baking the muffins and letting them cool down after taking them out of the oven.
The duo heard furious knocks coming from the front entrance of the house. (Name) gestured to Langa to stay in the kitchen and place the muffins on plate as they went to check who was at the door. Their eyes beamed when familiar face grinning back at them.
"(Nickname)!" Reki announced, already wrapping his arms around the other skater. "Aah, I missed you!" He said, nuzzling his face against their shoulder. (Name) laughed as they returned the hug and patted his hair.
"It's only been a few hours after school, Reki." They said, chuckling at the cute pout the boy gave after pulling away from the hug to look at them.
"Still! It felt like days." Reki commented, moving away inside the house to let his partner close the door behind them. "Where's Langa? Didn't he came home with you?"
(Name) nodded over to the kitchen before heading back to it with Reki following behind. "Yeah, he did. We stopped by a store to buy some stuff to make my favorite muffins." They answered, grinning lazily when they saw Langa tried to keep a small pyramid of blueberry muffins together on the plate. He wore a concentration look on his face, little bit of his tongue stick out with his brows frowned down their forehead. "Langa~, Reki's here."
Cutting his attention away from a muffin falling down the top of the food pyramid, Langa stood back up with a smile. "Reki! Look, I helped (Nickname) made their favorite muffins." He said, pointing at the muffins with a proud smile on his features. Reki chuckled and nodded, walking over with (Name).
"It really does look delicious."
"Right! I hope they taste as good as my mom had done for me."
"They're cool down, so let's try them."
With Langa's suggestion coming into actions, each skater grabbed a muffin and took a bite into the treat.
"Ooh... They're so good!"
"Really? I think they're second to my mom's."
"Tastes sweet like you..."
Silence grew over the trio as Reki and (Name) looked over at Langa and his comment. Right in the exact moment after the comment left the blue-haired boy's lips, a rudy shade blush decorated (Name)'s cheeks.
"L-Langa, dude! Don't say such corny shit!" (Name) whined, pouting as they covered their face after putting the muffin back on the plate, growing flustered. Langa smiled as Reki laughed loudly.
"Haha! He's not lying, though!" Reki said, pulling their hands away. Once his partner looked at him, Reki stole a quick kiss from them. "See, you do taste like blueberry muffins, so sweet!" He teased, grinning at the other skater's face continued to burn from the teasing.
Witnessing the teasing, Langa huffed and took (Name) by their chin and made them face him, planting a quick kiss, too, surprising them further more as their flushed face grew heated one last time. They sweared they looked like a ripe tomato if the tease continue further. "Hm... Sweet..." Langa muttered, smiling at his partner. Reki grinned, nodding in agreement.
"Oh my gosh..." (Name) whispered under their breath, covering their face once more. "You guys are so corny..." They sighed, smiling a little as their heart fluttered against their chest. (Name) was glad to met the two boys. The duo always know how to get under their skin with the teasing and the affection. They don't mind it, though. It always brings a smile to their heated face and make their heart flutter in love.
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My little review of the Fallout tv show season 1. *SPOILERS BELOW CUT*
Okay so, I finally finished the show and omg it was amazing. It was fun and had a lot of references and poked some fun at the players who complained ( The radio show with the minutemen music). It was nice and I enjoyed it.
Section 1 review -The characters-
So the characters were fleshed out and fun, I enjoyed their designs, personalities, and history. The most fleshed out was probably The Ghoul AKA Cooper Howard. Which works because he is pre-war, and that was nice to have to give us a little tell of what pre-war was like. Though I would have loved to see more of it and the more mundane side. Like the average persons life during pre-war, or someone who was severely struggling. Maybe for next season? Anyways, he was fun and interesting. His design was very fun, like who doesn't like a cowboy? Then his personality is pretty complex yet also quite simple, he is an actor which makes that complexity of him as I can't really grasp his thoughts and actions completely. He is a character I understand yet also don't it is very confusing. Then again it was probably also because I could hardly understand him half the time because of the accent and the fact there was no subtitles and the ambient sound was loud as hell, as well as the fact that we didn't really get to see too much of him postwar in the same way we saw the other two (three? if you count Lucy's brother) main characters. If that makes sense...idk.
Any who, Lucy MacLean was amazing and adorable loved her so much. She was in my opinion the best vault dweller rep, though she seemed too stable. For someone from a vault she was very calm and seemed to handle violence well. Like we saw no apprehension in her actions and she was very optimistic no matter what. And I know that people can be like that okay! But for someone from a vault that never seemed to at least have violence she was way too calm. I was honestly expecting her to have a mental breakdown at one point or something similar, like she has seen so much and almost died so many times. I also see the naivety that she has but that doesn't really excuse the fact that she brushes off things so easily. Yet even so I really like her, she is fun and adorable. I just wish we got a more "accurate" version of someone who has never seen the horrors of the waste, especially since for most of it she had no companion to make her feel safe and keep up such a optimistic naivety. Though even so it kinda works considering how the vault dwellers of the games are?
Now Maximus was fun, I loved him but he was less developed than the other two. He had his goals but we missed a lot of the bonding that he had with Lucy and Thaddeus, and how/why their companionship changed him and his goals. Like I know it is there but it wasn't really shown, we know that he likes Lucy and he was hoping to be friends with Thaddeus but we don't really see the whole picture of why. We don't see the growth of it which really sucks because it could have been really fun so long as they do it properly. Then his backstory is still mostly unknown, like what was his childhood like before the Brotherhood? What was Shady Sands really like? But he was still a decent character. His motives were pretty clear and simple and he is what you would expect from someone brainwashed by the brotherhood, someone who was also disrespected by the brotherhood. Not much to really say and I hope we have him more fleshed out soon. Sucks my review of his character is so short because I really like him and his little cute romance with Lucy.
So overall I feel that the characters were fun and nice, great designs, nice voices, decently made, etc. but they were unfortunately a little rushed in some aspects making them less developed and rounded of characters, but then again it is a series and we have time skips in it so it kinda explains why that is.
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Section 2 review -The costumes/designs-
Loved how everyone looked. The costumes were really nice and fun, love how ghouls looked like ghouls although a little too pretty still honestly. Would have loved to see some ghoul designs from the other games instead of well the fallout 4 style. But they looked good and pretty real in some sense. I do wish that we got to see more ghouls that haven't gone or were going feral and I think that they did some interesting things with them (i'll talk more about it further down)
The power armour was awesome, loved to see how they would work in "real life" and it is what I expected and how I think the PA frames work (I have my own little ideas of the power armour variants one being PA frames that we see in fallout 4 and TV show, and the other from games past that Fallout 1, 2, 3 and New Vegas).
I also enjoyed that wasters and raiders looked, well like how they should. I do wish that we got to see more of them but it was pretty awesome either way.
Then the sets were beautiful, would have love to see more wild life though, missed opportunity there but it is okay since its literally the desert. Hopefully we'll see some more creatures, and I was really expecting to see some scorpions as that land is perfect for them. Do wish that we could see more locations though, especially more with story telling just in the way they are decorated. Not much else to say about it all, other than I liked it and it everywhere felt like a wasteland.
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Section 3 review -Lore-
Whoo boy, now the lore here is...okay. It is in line (mostly) with cannon and what I expected.
-Confliction with New Vegas :/
2296 that is the year it takes place, and it seems okay. But the brotherhood is strong which is weird considering that the brotherhood over west were either destroyed based off of Fallout New Vegas many endings, and because they are there that means that the independent ending might of occurred letting the brotherhood stay alive. Which then means that in Fallout 4 the brotherhood was not destroyed over there based off of the endings though you can make almost every faction not kill each other with the minutemen. Why did I come to this conclusion, well because they have a sister prydwen. That is labeled the prydwen despite having a different name..Oh and the T-60's being used also hint to that in some way. Which means that the west and east coast brotherhood most likely absorbed into each other. Complete speculation though but that is what I am seeing here. Either way the TV show does conflict with New Vegas in that spectrum. It also conflicts with the fact that the NCR's Shady sands fell in 2277 and blew up exactly when Fallout 3 takes place. (Or seemingly anyways based on the diagram which is hard to really know if it was 2277 or if that date was the decline and it exploded later, yet even so it also works because the NCR was in decline during New Vegas so Shady sands getting destroyed isn't the most outrageous thing.)
So that makes New Vegas's lore iffy in cannon if the TV show is to be correct and considered cannon, which then can also makes certain things cannon from fallout 4 because of how it mixes with New Vegas's lore and the TV shows lore. I know I don't really make much sense but I hope you can understand? This is mostly me just trying to fit the puzzle pieces of lore together when they don't really fit, and well just trying to concur what is most likely cannon because of the conflictions. (Not like we have an actual answer on what the cannon endings for fallout 4 and New Vegas are).
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Then I do kinda find the drug that ghouls use to no become feral interesting, we never do learn how it is exactly made but it is cool. Unfortunately because of it's existence and the lack of it being in any game over west or ever having managed to get over east makes it a little odd. Plus it was made a long time ago too because Cooper needed it to help prevent him from going feral, otherwise he wouldn't be in the show. But luckily this drug is something in the lore we can kind of mix in well with just an explanation that it existed but we just never saw it because reasons, and the fact that we never actually really played as a ghoul character.
Then the new drugs that witch dude had was interesting and I am curious if Thaddeus will actually turn into a ghoul or if he just has some sort of cool healing ability now. Cause I could have some fun with that drug for writing and I need answers on if he's now a ghoul because of it and subsequently, how the hell ghouls seemingly can't feel any pain (Cooper shrugging off bullets and his finger getting ripped off), how ghouls seemingly heal so quickly and seem to only be killed by a full on headshot.
OOh then Vault tec being that ones who dropped the bombs is actually something I already knew. So I don't know where or when or how I actually learnt this but I did. I knew that Vault tec was the ones who dropped the bombs, they armed and launched them to both the US and China, thus making the two countries drop more bombs in retaliation the other countries who were allied also following suit (most likely anyways). Now the reason why this works and why I feel that it is okay that Beth decided to tell us who started it, is simply because the message of Fallout in general.
There are no winners, there are no losers. War is a dangerous thing, with no good ending. People die in war, people suffer in war. We all lose in war. Humanity suffers. War is not something good, it is never something good, many know this. Yet humans seemingly can't help but want that destruction. Those full of greed push it, create problems as they take and take. Greed from those who already have it all, yet they can't help but want more. Fallout in its core is the danger of greed, the danger of history. How history repeats, how war never changes. How people all want to save the world but can't agree on how. How we all can't help but rush towards destruction, whether we want to or not. Fallout is the message of danger of the human nature, the danger of letting greed corrupt, the danger of everything.
This is why I feel that Vault tec being the ones to press that big red button works. They are greed in itself. They are what Fallout warns us. They don't care what happens because they want it all. And it is not just Vault tec that is the one to do this, they are simply the ones who are put on that spot light. In the shadows are corrupt people like the Enclave who use those with so much greed to allow their greed to flow as well. Like how the Brotherhood takes and takes hoarding the tech and killing anyone in their path. How Caesar's legion took over land that don't belong to them to make things better. How the NCR try and re-create the old world. How the institute wants to purify the commonwealth by destroying it and replacing it. How factions all have their own way of fixing things, yet all fall into that same trap one way or another.
Don't know if that made sense but yeah!
Oh yeah guess what! My vault is cannon (not actually), in the scene where Vault tec shows off the vaults, you can see little America (Canada) has some vaults and with a good look at the map (or probably I'm basically blind), I could see that in/near the Rockies that there is a vault there. Near the border just like my Vault 21-B. I was so happy that there was a vault there even if it ain't my actual vault but heyyyy look at that eh? (lol) It's funny that I managed to create my own vault where one is actually located (well I'm pretty sure it is anyways), same with the other vaults that are up there, I managed to actually get the general location of them which are my hot spots of Canada (they are not in the exact spots though). BTW the hot spots are areas with vaults and habitual locations that aren't covered in snow. I decided on their locations based on the warmth of the coasts, and if they had large bodies of water nearby, and then if they were very populated areas.
Anyways that's my review, very odd, very scattered and not really a review but shhhhh. It's okay because I enjoyed it and hope to see more, and hopefully it'll be even better. Sorry for how long this is BTW.
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Hello, just wanted to let you know that I initially followed you because of A3, but somehow you managed to convince me to download and play gbf instead
So now I'm currently in the midst of reading Marionette Stars, and I wanted to thank you, if it wasn't for you I wouldn't have known about this wonderful gem of a game
Anyways my current fav right now is Randall, who is you know... *holds head in hands and sighs* because of course Chikage, my 2nd fav chara of Spring Troupe and the one that makes me brainrot the most in A3 would continue to haunt me even in another game (and now my head is full of ideas of them meeting)
Also wanted to ask which events do you think I should read after finishing Marionette Stars and its sequel? I haven't seen much of gbf events other than some of your ss about the mole troupe and the gay zombie beach event
oh my god, hi!!! omg!! this makes me so happy you have no idea!
I'm so glad you decided to try it out and that you could get in in time to read Marionette Stars!!! it's such a good event, and its followup is also really good and I hope you'll enjoy yourself as well!
AND *HIGH FIVE* RANDALL SUPREMACY LET4S GOO, i love him SO MUCH and. and yeah of course wacchan was a big reason why it happened to me as well, but he's also such a good character. He's so so good.
and imagining the a3 characters meeting the gbf character have been on my mind for so long. I feel you so much.
He also voices another character in Granblue who has more of a secondary role in general, who's name is Owen, who appears in the Magic School saga. The first of those stories (with Owen playing a big part) is Lonesome Dragoness, if ever you want to check it out! i admit i didn't check out part one yet and only read part 2 (Other side of the sky, in the sidestories) and part 3 (Showtime: Legend of the Blue Yonder, which isn't in the side stories though so if to read it's only on youtube). Part 3 doesn't have Owen in it but it has a character voiced by Asanuma (yknow, Itaru) which actually cursed my goddamn mind.
(and all of those events also includes Elmott, which is voiced by Azuma's VA) (i actually made a slight list of characters-with-same-va-as-a3-characters on here if it helps a little)
also just quickly for the record, you can also play Granblue fantasy on any chronium based browser (i've switched to Mozilla personally but i only have Chrome on my computer to play Granblue on the side ahah) so even on the phone you can get away with playing Granblue without needing an app
As for events i would recommend, ouh boy.
One of perhaps the biggest recommandation would probably be the What Makes the Sky Blue trilogy. It's the one we talk about the most on here because the characters left us brainworms, and because they were anni events so they are pretty big on game's lore.
The events are "What Makes the Sky Blue" "What Makes the Sky Blue II: Paradise Lost" and "000 - What Makes the Sky Blue III".
there's also kind of a "post trilogy" event with the Maydays that i recommend afterward, which is really just "now all the characters of wmtsb decompress from the Horrors by having some time at the beach." and it's really funny. (and a good preparation for the summer lesbians events, which are My Beloved Auguste (in side stories) and Auguste of the Dead (not in the side stories yet, which is the zombie summer event))
(The Mole Troupe event also includes characters from 000 and very "where are they now?" plot about them, if you're interested in more of them)
If you're in for a really, really long saga, and are okay with the fact the first few events will seem a bit short and rushed because it's older contents, the Dragon Knight saga is very close to my heart. (and it has Eguchi Takuya aka Tenma's va in it, as well as Shirai Yusukue (Masumi), Toshiyuki Toyonaga (Homare), and Atsushi Tamaru (Tsumugi) in it as well).
the Dragon Knights saga is the only saga that has a guarantee new event every Autumn, so the next Dragon Knight event is looming on the horizon if you want to prepare or them a bit.
in order in the side stories, it's
-Defender's Oath - Four Knights of a Fallen Land - Between Frost and Flame - Divergent Knighthoods - Welcome to Bistro Feendrache (this one is a bit more filler-y though) - SIEGFRIED
and not in the side stories yet:
-Savior of Dalmore - Strength to Wield - To Each His Ideal.
In term of stand alone events, the ones i'd recommend would be:
-Seeds of Redemption. it'll have you know a bit about the Eternals which are a major group of the game in general, and it will also allow you to get one of them for free which is nice. it's also a very very emotional event.
-A Thousand Reasons was a more low stake event involving Feather and Randall before they got involved in the events of Marionette Stars, if you want to see more of them from the way back
-Primal Resonance is also a great event if you end up caring about primal lore in particular
there's a few events i'd love to recommend as well but they're not in the side stories so it could be a bit frustrating to have them recommended to you.... but if ever you want to check up more, let me know.
one good way to figure out which events you would like to read can depend also on the characters you get by gacha? characters usually come with a fate episode which is a short story. when you're on the stat page for a character, if you scroll to the bottom you'll see a "Journal" button. Clicking on it, it'll show you every events that featured this character. It could help you also figure out what type of stories you'd like to read!
Hope it helps out a bit, and if there's anything you're curious about and want guidance about, you can ask me anytime <333
i'm genuinely really touched you decided to try the game out thanks to all the rambling and that you're enjoying your stay at least!!
Take care <333
#waaa im so happy for real :sob:#good luck nonny and feel free to ask anything you want here!!#ichareply#ichafantalks gbf#anonymous
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Hello!! I love your writing sm omg. 🥺 and I want to request a continuation of the lloyd x reader fiction where lloyd reunites with the reader after a rew seasons and finds out reader has moved on. Also would it be too much to add in that she's dating one of the other ninjas??
𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: again, curse words :)
𝔭𝔞𝔦𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤: lloyd garmadon x gn!reader
𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱: 0.5 k
𝔯𝔢𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔡: yes/no
𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: angst :o
𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖙𝖘: none :p
𝔫𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰: thank you so much for the request and it's so sweet of you to say that you like my writing. <3 secondly, i am so so sorry this took so long, i've had so much fucking homework it is insane.
anyways, it's the second part to 'i love you so', and for the other love interest i picked kai so i hope that's alright. i did add a minor tweak, i am not so far into the season yet (still in 10 lol), so it will be when garmadaddy- garmadon is in jail :D
𝔰𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶: after you broke up with lloyd, you went your own way. then like any other person, you moved on and when lloyd realises, he is quite upset.
As you sat down on a chair in your favourite coffee shop, you think about the past few years. It all felt so surreal, at first you joined the ninja and helped them fight crime all over Ninjago. You even started dating the one and only green ninja, although that was short-lived. Even though the break-up had been rough at first, you found comfort in your friends, one in particular.
That guy being the one who you were currently waiting for. You grabbed a book out of your bag, since it was getting boring just sitting there the whole time. So to say you were releaved when you heard the door ring was an understatement. It was a small coffee shop that not any people knew about so you figured it was you current boyfriend, but that wasn't the case.
As you watched the blonde boy in his signature green hoodie walk in you felt a rush of emotions. The same emotions you felt when you broke up with him. You sunk into your chair, trying to hide from the green ninja order a coffee. You thought that he hadn't seen you, but when he went to leave with his coffee he said your name. "What are you doing here?", he asked you. To which you replied with "What do you think Lloyd, I am here to drink coffee.".
He looked around and asked if he could join you for some coffee. "Why would I let you join me Lloyd, you broke my heart, besides I'm actually on a date.". His face fell and as soon as the he started a new scentece, the bell on the door rang again, and in walked your boyfriend, Kai.
The brunet walked over to you and sent a glare to his friend standing next to your table. "Your dating him? I didn't think that you'd moved on already, turns out, your dating one of my bestfriends?!". You huffed and got out of your chair, already a little embarrassed for the comotion you were making in the usually quiet café. "Well Lloyd, I think it's a bit unfair of you to be mad about dating someone else, when you did it too, while we were still dating.".
"You know what, whatever, I'm better of with Harumi anyway.". And the boy walked off with a big sigh. Although you knew he was lying (you did also hear the news about her dissapearance in the whole fight with Garmadon), the words stung a little.
Kai sat down in the chair next to the table and consoled you, as he knew that you were still a little pissed about the whole fiasco. The two of you just walked to your home and played mario kart, which made you feel better because you'd always win anyway.
a/n: i know it's a little short and I'm so so sorry, I might go back and edit it later but for now it's this and I hope you enjoy :) <3
#xreader#whatology#x reader#oneshot#gender neutral reader#lloyd montgomery garmadon#lloyd ninjago#ninjago lloyd#lloyd garmadon#ninjago#kai smith
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Currently feel like shit and can't function but wanted to let you know you're: perfect, beautiful, funny, cute, talented, and fucking godly when it comes to writing ❤
Make sure to drink water and eat something 😡
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awh no :( I’m sorry baby. I’m always here if you need to talk about it. I hope you start to feel better. Give yourself time, do a little something that makes you happy & takes your mind off whatever you’re feeling, but don’t rush yourself with anything. I’m sending you so many hugs and kisses rn<33
you’ve got me blushing and kicking my feet right now but ty baby omg:(( you’re the cutest! and most beautiful though. It really does make me happy that you all enjoy what i write, even if it’s something short. Your words have literally got me flustered, I’m looking around hoping no one can notice HELP. God you’re so sweet, I just wanna smooch you :((<33 I drank the rest of my water I’m snacking on my lunch right now, you better be doing the same! 😡
you’re so cute :(
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Jinger!! I love you!! I think you’re amazing and kind and just all around a fantastic human!!
I think you posted about a Princess Bride AU on twitter a while ago so… could you tell us about that? It’s one of my favorite movies!
Omg lovely Lev I am so glad you're back around I've missed you!! And thank you just so much that's so sweet of you you're making me blush SJSJS
Oh my enemies to friends to lovers to enemies to wary partners to lovers fic? I'm so glad you asked hehe! It's not an exact Princess Bride AU but it's heavily based off it. My idea is that there are three kingdoms: Moriya, Baltimore and Palmetto. Moriya and Baltimore are at war at the time the fic starts. Andrew lives with Aaron and Nicky on a farm near the border between Moriya and Baltimore, so they know war, but things get even more real when Andrew happens to stumble upon a dying soldier at the remains of a battlefield. He brings the soldier back to the farm where they nurse him back to health.
The soldier introduces himself as Neil Josten, a noble that had to go fight in the war, and to thank them for helping him as he heals he starts helping around the farm. Andrew is suspicious of Neil's story, and is a bit demanding on the chores Neil does to see if Neil will break and show his true colors. However, Neil just does everything with nothing more than an "as you wish" in response. Slowly, the two become friends, but it develops to something even further, until the words "as you wish" are closer to something like "I love you".
But it all comes crashing down when Neil finally tells them who he really is. He is Prince Nathaniel of Baltimore and the war is just getting closer. He also fears for the lives of the three if he's discovered on the farm. He decides he's going to return to the capital and try to stop it however he can, though this is a very difficult decision for him to make. He promises to return the moment he has a chance, and Andrew promises to wait for him in return.
However, just days later the farm is turned into a battlefield. Nothing is left, not a sign of life or escape. Once Neil learns what had happened he rushes there, trying to find anything that might show him the three lived, but there is nothing, and with no other choice he assumes the three are dead. He returns to the castle and hides himself away in his room, in which he neither slept nor ate for days, and knows in his heart that he will never love again.
And that's what I'll leave you with hehe, here's a very short snidbit that NEEDS A LOT OF EDITING but it's a teaser jssj. I hope you enjoy, thank you so much for your question lovely!
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Traveling in the middle of a war is definitely one of the stupider things Andrew has done in his life, but unfortunately a war wasn’t going to stop things like the economy. In a rush to get supplies for the army, the king had ordered that farms give up a portion of their crops, which left them with little left to sell for their own livelihood. Andrew traveled on horseback to the nearest village, a couple of buckets worth of things to sell to people so that he could buy supplies.
The village wasn’t very large and heavily relied on the farm Andrew ran with his twin brother and cousin for food. He had a large stall in the marketplace where he set up the crops, most of their things being sold out within an hour. With enough money, he headed to the bakery in town to get them bread and then to the butcher’s for meat, deciding that food would be better to stock up on than anything else. At least, right now.
“Good morning, Andrew,” said Betsy Dobson from behind the bakery counter. “Travel safe?”
Andrew grunted a yes, counting his coins to determine how much bread he could take. He handed her four silvers, enough for two loafs, and took the bag when she handed it over.
“Be careful,” she warned. “I’ve heard that the war is getting closer. People heard the sounds of battle last night.”
Nodding, Andrew saluted to her as he left and decided he’d get home quickly. The forest path would be a hasty shortcut, and it wasn’t likely he’d run into trouble there. The only issue would be getting the cart over all the exposed roots, but Andrew figured that was worth it if he could get home faster in the end.
With everything he needed, he headed out on the shortcut route, the forest path more cleared than he’d expected it to be. It wasn’t until about halfway through that he pulled his horse to a stop, freezing at the sight before him.
It was the clear remnants of a battle, with rows of dead bodies strewn about the forest floor, some on the path and some not. Symbols from the kingdoms of Moriya and Baltimore were clear on the soldier’s bulky armor, though Andrew wouldn’t have expected anyone else. There were carts full of supplies turned over and ransacked, fallen weapons littered around, and blood streaked darkly on the ground around the bodies. It was a chilling and sobering sight.
Moving through would be difficult, but Andrew nudged his horse forward anyway, trying not to look too closely at anything. He only came to a stop when his horse couldn’t walk over the one body left in the middle of the path, forcing him to dismount and drag it away. However, when Andrew got close enough he saw the rapid rise and fall of the soldier’s chest despite the multiple arrows protruding from his broken armor. It was a Baltimore soldier, and one that was still alive.
Any other time Andrew would’ve moved on, but right now he couldn’t. He knelt down and pulled the helmet off the soldier’s head, noticing the way his blue eyes opened immediately, focusing on Andrew. The soldier was alert but couldn’t move, and didn’t say anything, either. He looked afraid, but Andrew couldn’t blame him.
His blue eyes were ridiculously piercing. Andrew skowled, then asked, “Can I help?”
The soldier blinked, then nodded minisculey, so much so that Andrew almost didn’t catch the movement. Those blue eyes then rolled back and he fell unconscious again. Andrew reached to lift the soldier up, bringing him to the now empty cart his horse was pulling and putting him there for the journey to the farm. For a second he stared at the soldier, wondering why he was doing this.
Maybe it was because he literally couldn’t ignore it. Maybe it was because Nicky would freak at him later for leaving a soldier for dead. Maybe it was because the soldier, despite being close to death, was insanely attractive. Deep down, Andrew knew it wasn’t any of those reasons, and walked back to pull himself back into the saddle of his horse.
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hii!! okay hi cool sO if it’s not too much trouble could i get a preferably male mcu/tasmv matchup please?<3
m'names hero:) (she/her) and my friends usually call me rosie or ro--and i'm an entp/enfj if you're in the mbti stuff
as appearances go I’m 5’1 and I’m Italian, english, and asian. i’m a bit tan, ‘ve got light brown hair with bangs and considerablyy big, brown eyes. now cough I hope m’not coming off as shallow but I’m really proud of my body? work really rather hard on it and I quite like showing it off from time to time— as should everyone, we’re all hot shit ;) i breathe sundresses, usually wear little bows in my hair, and I wear my grandmother’s pearls 25/8 they make me feel like a pRINCESS
I have the tightest core friend group of 3 including myself— they’re my soulmates, really, we met at a museum and everything. In the literal sense I have no problem with conversation in general it’s my favorite thing I could talk about absolutely anything. if I ever meet a cute boy tho.. dear god it’s over me I’m a blushing mess— moreover my love language(s) are physical touch, words of affirmation, and gift giving (I like things that reflect how proper beautiful I am sue me💅)
I write poems and short stories, and i play guitar and sing, i’ve actually won a few awards for that, and uh I’ve probably read a good couple hundred books in my life time— I like to think I have near perfect vision but my friends say I’m damn near blind— and I’ve only really read the classics.
I’m a huge movie buff too, again I’m a classics fiend *but* my current favourites are Juno and Matilda— unfortunately my parents passed their respective individuality complexes onto me it’s been quite the ride
uhhh what else- i’m the top of my class and my school’s first asian vice president!! yay!!! And oH I don’t really have a type, I just know charisma is so, so painfully attractive, and I love a good height difference but who doesn’t ;)
lots and lots of love please don’t feel any pressure in answering this quickly or at all (i'm so sorry this was so very long) I’m in no rush luv you <33
I love your name by the way, reminds me of Laurie from little women:)
You're the sweetest omg! You mentioned wanting a matchup for the mcu and tmr in a follow-up, so I'll be doing that :) Ro is an absolutely amazing nickname, btw!
This took a while, I'm so sorry for that! I hope you still enjoy it regardless!
For the MCU, I match you with...
Steve Rogers/Captain America
You’re in charge of catching him up on movies he missed while he was busy being a popsicle.
Even though you weren't from the forties, there was something about you that immediately put him at ease. Almost a sense of familiarity in this strange millenium.
The first time he ever hears you sing, his jaw quite literally drops. He goes full goldfish-mode for a few seconds, and it's as endearing as it is funny.
Dates can be anything from going to a museum, getting dinner at some fancy restaurant, or just sitting quietly on the couch together while you both read.
Steve can use the occasional words of affirmation. On a day-to-day basis, he's a pretty confident guy, but during missions he can have a tendency to second-guess himself. It helps having you around because even when he feels like he can't trust his own judgement, he knows he can trust yours.
Newt
Let's say you two met because you were both working in the "gardens". The Glade is only so big, however, so you probably saw each other around before that. But you really started talking in the gardens.
Newt is an easy-going guy, but he does know pretty much everything that's going on in the Glade. He knows how you're always up for conversation, so he tries to take that opportunity.
And then finds it incredibly endearing when you turn into a stuttering mess.
There really isn't much to do for fun around the Glade, but singing happens to be one of them. Well, if Wicked is kind enough to let you remember any songs. In case they do, Newt has definitely asked you to sing for him -and then tried to learn the song himself. He's a horrible singer though.
You can't really go on dates because again: the Glade is pretty small. But Newt will wake you up in the middle of the night to sneak off into the woods, only to reveal he's planned the most romantic moonlit picnic.
This is long overdue, but I hope you still enjoyed it! Thank you for requesting and have a lovely day/night <3
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OMFG OKAY SO WAIT HEAR ME OUT AHEM SO
LIKE READER AND TOM AND THE REST OF THE BAND ARE AT THE BEACH reader and Tom are a couple by the way mhm AND TOM AND READER KISS EACHOTHER IN THE WATER (LIKE TOM ALWAYS SAID HE WANTED TO DO IN INTERVIEWS IF YK THEN YK.) THEN AFTER THAT THEY BOTH GET TURNED ON OR SOMETHING IDK ⁉️🔥 THEN THEN THEY DITCH EVERYONE ELSE AND OMG THEY GO BACK TO TOM'S HOTEL ROOM (zimmer 483 ifykyk) THEN THEY HAVE ROUGH SEX AND READER BE TUGGING ON HIS DREADS N SHIT (just like we talked about😊😊)
Love you🔥🔥🔥
BEACH KISSES - T. KAULITZ
synopsis: after tom gets a little too carried away at the beach, he manages to convince you to leave the rest of the band behind. you both rush back to your hotel, where tom is quick to resume what he had started in the water.
content: smut
a/n: i hope u all enjoy!!
“baby get into the water, it’s not that cold i promise.” tom’s voice causes my eyes to open slowly, the sun immediately blinding my vision. i sit up from the small towel sprawled across the sand, looking toward the water where tom stands, looking at me with a soft smile on his face. he beckons me over once again when i shake my head, wanting to remain comfortable, recognising that it isn’t often i get to spend my time laying on a beach with nothing else to do. tom doesn’t feel the same way however, and has been nagging me to join him in the water for at least twenty minutes now. i sigh whilst adjusting my bikini bottoms, standing up from the towel and making my way toward the water, crossing my arms. a wide smile spreads across tom’s face as i near him, his arms outstretched, revealing his bare torso.
his tongue comes out of his mouth to play with his lip piercing as he scans my body, eyes doing the talking as they drink in my curves, a suggestive smirk tugging on his lips when i reach him. he pulls me into the water with him, walking into it until it comes up to my shoulders, resting just below his chest. his arms wrap around my lower back, head moving downward so his lips are directly against my ear.
“this bikini is driving me crazy.” he begins, his hands trailing downward until they rest on my ass, beginning to squeeze it lightly. “you look beautiful schatz.”
i smile lightly at his compliment, hitting his arm softly and mumbling a small ‘thank you’, my appreciation soon cut off by a quiet gasp as his lips make contact with my neck, fingers moving dangerously under the fabric of my bikini bottoms. he toys with the material, his pointer finger dipping in and out, each time getting closer and closer to my heat. though i draw the line when my eyes flutter open, recognising the rest of tom’s band mates sitting in the sand a few metres away, thankfully too absorbed in their own conversation to look over at tom and i.
“tom.” i mumble as he works on my neck, taking the skin between his teeth and biting it softly before releasing it, his tongue quick to soothe the stinging sensation. his fingers run up and down my slit, clearly not paying much attention as he mutters a small ‘hm?’ against me, still not stopping his movements.
“not here. your brother is sitting right there- oh god…” a breathy moan interrupts my lips when his pointer finger begins to toy with my clit, rubbing soft circles over it. i feel him smile against me, a low chuckle leaving his lips at my reaction.
“he isn’t looking.” he quickly mutters without even glancing at bill, placing a kiss on my shoulder and adding another finger, his movements now much faster. “does that feel good?”
he knows that it feels good. if the way my eyes flutter open and closed doesn’t give it away, then the short whines that leave my lips are a dead giveaway. but no matter how tempting and totally addictive his touch is, i stop myself from giving in, placing both hands flat against his chest and pushing him away. he looks back at me, eyebrows furrowed, his hand slowly coming out from my bottoms to rest on my hip.
“we can’t, not now. when we get back to the hotel, yeah?” i try to reason with him, to come to some sort of agreement that benefits both tom and i, all whilst attempting to ignore the throbbing between my thighs, silently cursing him for getting me worked up so easily . he smiles slowly, that same cocky grin that i have seen so many times returning onto his face. his arms pull me into his embrace once again, fingers playing with the small knots tied at either side of my bikini bottoms.
“you know you want this.” he pauses, moving closer so that his lips are ghosting over mine, the cold sensation of his lip piercing hitting my skin every few seconds. he kisses the corner of my mouth, hand trailing downward to pull my thighs apart. and when he slips one finger through the material of my panties as a low moan leaves my lips, he knows that he has won. “lets get out of here baby, mhm?”
“she just isn’t feeling too good. it’s best she gets some rest, the heat won’t be helping either.” tom explains to the rest of the band whilst grabbing our things. he takes a towel and wraps it around my body from behind, planting a short kiss onto the back of my neck. bill frowns at me, standing up from where he had been sitting and gently pushing tom aside, wrapping his arms around my upper back.
“i hope you feel better soon. if he can’t take care of you, give me a call and i’ll head back too, you know what my brother is like.” bill laughs weakly, kissing my hair as i mumble a quick ‘thank you’, coughing a couple times. i catch tom laughing quietly to himself as he glances at me from behind bill, clearly amused by my attempts at convincing the guys that i am actually ill, even going as far to have to ‘sit down for a few minutes’ before tom and i left - something that he didn’t appreciate.
“come on honey, let’s go.” i stand up slowly, taking tom’s hand and waving a quick goodbye to the guys as they all flash me sympathetic smiles. i turn back around, facing tom who squeezes my ass, slapping it playfully as he hurries me along.
“finally i can have you all to myself, you knew what you were doing wearing that bikini.”
his hands travel along my waist, back, ass, thighs - anywhere he can touch - feverishly, eager to feel every inch of skin as we stumble into the hotel room, lips not parting, even when tom uses his foot to slam the door shut. he groans into my mouth, hands pulling me even closer, pushing me against the door once it is closed, my body hitting it with a loud thud. he pulls away, only to grab my face, angling it backward and attaching his lips to my neck, placing rough kisses against the skin whilst his hands remain firmly on each side of my head.
“so fucking perfect, oh my god.” his voice is low, vibrating against my neck as his lips still work against it, the kisses he leaves somehow getting even messier. he presses his body against me, the hardness concealed by his shorts easy to distinguish. “see what you do to me baby?”
i whine in response, hands pulling him even closer, resting on his neck as he leaves purple-ish marks against my skin, tongue running over them once he is satisfied with his work. he taps my thighs signalling for me to jump, though i am far too lost in pleasure to notice. his lips still attached to my neck, he taps it again, sighing loudly against me and hoisting me upward himself when i don’t respond.
he finally moves his head from my neck, smirking suggestively when we lock eyes, soon pressing his lips to my own once again. this time it is much harsher, even firmer than the kisses he placed onto my neck - if that is possible. he bites down on my bottom lip, the small gasp that leaves my mouth allowing him to slip his tongue inside, the kiss filled with lust as it becomes more messy by the second - tongues exploring each other’s mouths as i moan into his.
all whilst his lips continue to work against mine, he steadies his hold on me, hands gripping my thighs harshly as he walks us over to the bed, dropping me onto it. my body sinks into the mattress, only alone for a few seconds as tom is quick to climb on top of me, hurriedly throwing his shirt off in the process, tossing it somewhere on the floor. he captures my lips in yet another kiss, his hands tracing the outline of my curves. being at the beach moments ago seems to work in his favour - my small two piece bikini the only thing covering the places that tom craves most.
“need you so bad.” he mumbles against my lips in between kisses, hands moving behind me to untie the knot that holds my bikini in place. he groans against my lips, somehow not needing to separate them whilst untying the small knot, doing so with ease as the bikini top falls from my body.
my breasts spring free, only exposed for a few seconds as tom is quick to place his hands on them, kneading the skin firmly as he moans into my mouth. it doesn’t take long for his lips to replace one hand, biting on the skin as whines now pour from my lips.
“so pretty schatz.” he mumbles against me, taking one breast in his mouth whilst his hand kneads the other, his tongue swirling over my nipple. my back arches off of the bed, eyes squeezing shut as my hands find his head, pushing him further into me. he is careful to ensure that every inch of skin is touched by either his mouth or hands, working against my chest feverishly, uttering occasional words of praise, though they are usually muffled by the proximity of his mouth and my skin.
after a few minutes he pulls away, lips pink and swollen as his chest rises up and down, eyes scanning his work as i look down, registering the light purple marks that are scattered along my breasts, ending just below my collarbone. his lips quickly return to my skin, this time moving down my stomach slowly, sucking every so often. each time he moves downward, getting closer and closer to the place where i need him most, i find myself becoming more reckless, more undeniably desperate for him to touch me, thighs squeezing together.
“stop.” he mumbles against my stomach, hands resting on each thigh and prying them apart, crawling further downward as he rests in between them, his mouth now directly above the waistband of my bikini bottoms. his eyes never leaving my own, his fingers hook around the material, dragging them down at an agonisingly slow pace, letting them pool at my feet.
“this all for me baby?” he asks, his finger running down my slit and collecting the wetness there, placing it into his mouth and releasing it, tongue coming to swipe across his lip. he smiles when i nod my head slowly, moving back upward so that his body now rests on top of mine.
“you taste so good schatz.” he whispers against my lips, quick to reattach them. i quickly reciprocate, moving my lips against his own almost desperately, clutching onto any opportunity to feel him against me. and when his hands trail downward, hurriedly tugging his swimming shorts down, i moan against him, attempting to pull our bodies even closer. i feel him smile against my lips, pulling away only to pull his shorts fully off, letting them join the rest of clothing scattered around the room.
his dick springs free, hitting his lower abdomen as pre-cum lines the tip, proving that he needs this just as badly as i do. he takes my hand, wrapping it around his base and prompting me to stroke him a few times, his head falling backward when my thumb runs over his tip, moving down his length slowly.
“fuck baby…gonna make me cum just with your hands, like that, yeah.” his eyes fall shut, eyebrows furrowing as his mouth opens, low groans sounding from the back of his throat. he stops me after a few seconds, removing my hand and replacing it with his own, stroking himself a few times before climbing fully on top of me. though he doesn’t give in just yet, running his tip up and down my folds, studying my face intently and watching the way my lips part, breathy moans leaving them.
the torture that comes with waiting soon ends when i feel his tip line up with my entrance, sliding into me ever so slightly, pulling back out before i can fully process the pleasure.
“you gonna let me fuck you, mhm?” he mumbles, smiling in satisfaction when i quickly nod my head, willing to do practically anything for his dick to be inside of me. and that simple confirmation is all he needs to slide into me, my walls stretching out as he fills me up.
“oh my god!” i cry out, eyes squeezing shut as he bottoms out, his tip brushing against my g-spot. he moves backward, almost pulling out completely before snapping his hips, moving all the way back inside me in one swift motion, an almost inaudible grunt leaving his lips.
“so fucking tight, oh my god.” his breathing becomes heavier, chest rising up and down as he begins a fast pace, skipping the chance to build a steady rhythm and instead moving in and out of me quicker than usual, still somehow managing to thrust deeper into me with each movement. my mouth falls open in a silent scream, unable to make any sounds despite the screams that bubble in my throat, too lost in pleasure to be able to moan, let alone speak.
though when he angles his lips slightly differently, his tip doesn’t just brush against my g-spot - it hits it directly, drilling against it with each thrust. and that is all i need to finally make noise, a loud moan leaving my lips, followed by an almost indistinguishable ‘right there’.
“oh you like that?” tom studies my face, his own eyes dark and half lidded, memorising my reaction to the certain thrust of his hips, quickly able to repeat that same movement and hit my g-spot over and over as my back arches, hands clawing the sheets. somewhere in the midst of his thrusts he takes my thighs, fingers digging into the flesh roughly, maintaining a steady hold on them and hooking them around his wait, allowing him to drill even deeper into me. now i don’t attempt to hold back - my mouth lets out moans so loud they could probably pass as screams as i silently thank god that nobody else is here right now.
the pleasure that comes his dick alone, paired with the fast and deep thrusts that this new angle brings makes me go close to crazy, hands reaching upward to grab onto the few loose dreads that rest on his shoulder, pulling on them more harshly than i had intended to. tom doesn’t seem to mind though, instead he lets out a low groan, his thrusts only seeming to get faster.
“oh baby…” he breathes out, teeth sinking into his bottom lip as i feel him twitch inside of me. i pull on his dreads again, attempting to pull him closer to me, doing so with success as he moans against me in response, the low noises that he makes quickly muffled as he kisses the corner of my mouth. “keep doing that schatz, please…getting close.”
i study his face, watching as his mouth falls open, a quiet whine leaving his lips when i clench around him unconsciously, drawing him even deeper into me. his eyebrows are furrowed, eyes fluttering closed, quickly opening when i accidentally pull on his dreads just a little too tight. he never scolds me for it though, seeming to like the sensation as his head falls backward, small words of encouragement amidst his heavy breaths.
the familiar sensation in my stomach only becomes more noticeable with each thrust, getting closer and closer to releasing when he takes my legs, hoisting them over his shoulders. somehow his pace doesn’t falter, remaining so fast that the headboard slams against the wall rhythmically, practically guaranteeing a series of noise complaints in the next few hours. it doesn’t matter though, not to tom or me. the way his dick twitches inside of me, hips snapping back and forth almost desperately, i can tell that he is just as close as i am. and if my release wasn’t within arms reach just yet, then it won’t be far away anymore, my eyes squeezing shut when tom takes his pointer and middle finger, using them to rub fast circles on my clit.
“show me how good i make you feel.” he orders through heavy breaths, speeding up the motions of his fingers, the pleasure almost overwhelming as i struggle to even process what he is saying, only able to let incoherent whines pour from my lips, amidst attempts to mumble his name over and over.
“doing so well for me baby, so well.” he praises, placing sloppy kisses to my collarbone.
“gonna cum!” i manage to say, silently praying that tom will too, knowing that i am unable to hold on any longer, already overstimulated by the movements of his fingers, still not slowing down.
“i know baby, me too. c’mon, let go…cum for me.” he breathes out as i feel him twitch inside of me one last time. his permission is all i need to finally release the knot that had been building in my stomach, my mouth falling open in a silent scream as my hands rake down tom’s back. he winces slightly in pain, though it is soon cut off by a loud groan as he throws his head back, his hot cum coating my walls.
“oh my fucking god.” his voice is low, breaking slightly as it is cut off by a small whine, his eyebrows furrowing, hands grabbing firmly onto my hips. he fights the urge to close his eyes, watching me through half-lidded ones as my release continues to wash over me, my own vision blurred. he continues to move in and out of me at a steady pace, riding out our highs and fucking his cum deep into me, hips grinding against mine as he repeatedly bottoms out.
my eyes open slowly once i reach the end of my high, seemingly at the same time as tom. he remains inside of me, collapsing on top of me and running his fingers through my hair, brushing away the loose once that had gotten stuck to my face. his body shines with sweat, lining his skin and highlighting each muscle as they tense and release with each heavy breath, his lips remaining parted.
“you okay?” he asks after a few moments of silence, the room completely quiet besides from our rapid breathing. his lips place a few quick kisses into my hair, comforting me as he slowly slides out of me. i hiss slightly at the empty feeling, eyes closing as tom hushes me, mumbling a quick apology and kissing my lips quickly. he watches as a mix of our juices spill out of me, reaching to the nightstand into the box of tissues that sit there and gently wiping me. my body jolts in shock, still sensitive there.
“i’m sorry honey.” he kisses my inner thigh a few times, his free hand rubbing soft circles onto the skin, attempting to comfort me whilst he makes sure that i am cleaned up.
“you did so well schatz.” he smiles after placing the used tissues in the trash, quickly pulling on his underwear and handing me some fresh clothes. “c’mon, come here.”
he opens his arms out once i have finished changing, smiling softly as i climb onto the bed and into his embrace, placing a kiss to his chest when he quickly wraps his arms around me. the sun begins to set, its amber hues casting themselves across the sky, providing a perfect view from the large window opposite our bed. tom tightens his hold on me, kissing my forehead repeatedly as i place my leg on top of his own, resting my arm loosely across his torso.
i faintly register the sound of the apartment door opening, quiet conversation soon allowing me to distinguish the voices of bill and gustav, georg’s laughter following. tom taps my arm loosely, my head turning to face him as the guys’ footsteps near closer to the room.
“you’re sick, remember.” he winks, laughing quietly and placing the blankets over the both of us, rubbing my arm softly when the door slowly opens, bill’s head peering through the small gap. his eyes widen when he sees my expression which i had managed to change quickly - my eyes heavy, lips curved into a small frown, quiet coughs escaping from them.
“oh you poor thing, how are you feeling? did tom look after you? tom have you made sure-”
“i’ve taken great care of her, don’t worry.” a smug smirk rests on tom’s face, his hand reaching to squeeze my ass playfully under the covers - thankfully out of bill’s view. bill furrows his eyebrows, shaking his head and shooting me a sympathetic glance, returning his attention to tom. he laughs quietly beside me, pulling me even closer as my body is now practically on top of him.
“i took really good care of you, didn’t i baby?” tom asks, his eyes flickering between bill and i. my eyes widen, mouth opening to speak, though i decide on nodding my head weakly, realising that i have been quiet for far too long. bill shrugs his shoulders, accepting my small confirmation and closing the door behind him as he leaves. i hit tom’s arm, silently scolding him for almost blowing our cover, though he only laughs quietly.
“what? i’m not lying, i did take care of you.”
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