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allaboutsturns · 3 days

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hiii ! can i request this tiktok but with matt? https://www.tiktok.com/@sammandjordan/video/7366801163586571566

texts with bf!matt

matthew sturniolo x reader

content/warning(s): swearing, fake cheating accusations, prank, anxiety mentions, sexual innuendos.

last night i had gone over to the triplets house for dinner. i asked my boyfriend matt if i could “borrow” his phone so i could edit his autocorrect to change the word “babe” to a random chicks name whenever he typed it. i settled on the name emily.

after dinner i went home and fell asleep on the phone with matt. we stayed on the phone even after we woke up for majority of the day until i had to go to do chores around my apartment.

chime.

chime. chime.

after a while of nothing but music playing softly in the background while i cleaned, my phone chimed with a notification, the screen lighting up. it was immediately followed by two more chimes.

i picked up my phone and clicked on the notifications. it was matt. he had texted me asking to come over. originally, the message would have read, “can i come over, babe?” but because i edited his autocorrect, the word “babe” read “emily” instead.

my plan was set in motion.

after my evil plan, matt had to come over because the whole situation made him anxious. he hated making me upset and even the thought of doing so broke his heart.

when he arrived at my place, he sat down on the couch and i immediately grabbed snacks and put a romcom on the tv.

when i sat down on the couch next to him, i opened my arms, inviting him to lay on me. he quickly accepted the invitation and laid down on me, nuzzling as closely as he could to my body as he wrapped his arms tightly around me.

i ran my fingers gently through his brunette hair which made him smile so brightly i swear it radiated the room.

he loved listening to my heartbeat, it was one of his favorite things in the world. it reminded him that i was real, that i was there, and that i was his. listening to his heartbeat was one of my favorite things in the world too, for the exact same reasons as him.

after about ten minutes, he looked up at me and bit his bottom lip, the grip he had around my waist tightening.

“remember that ‘offer’ i made over text?” he asked quietly. i nodded in response as my teeth sank into my bottom lip. he pushed himself up off of me and pushed me gently onto my back on the couch. my lips parted slightly letting out a quiet gasp as his fingers traced mindless shapes into my side which is where i’m most sensitive.

“i think i wanna make that happen,” he whispered into my ear. i arched my back slightly, wanting to be touching him with every part of my body, “me too..” i mumbled. with that, he kissed me, our tongues immediately fighting for dominance.

his hand slipped under the fabric of my shirt and found its way to one of my breasts, squeezing it ever so slightly. i gasped which made him pull away from the kiss with a smirk.

“don’t ever pull some slick shit like that again,” he stated, hunger filling his eyes.

“i won’t, i promise..” i said quietly as he planted kisses all over my face, slowly making his way down to my neck. i gasped as he began biting gently at the skin of my neck in all the spots that made me squirm, desperate for more. he knew me like the back of his hand.

my fingers gripped onto him tightly as our bodies tangled with each other, “i love you, gorgeous.” he spoke those words as if they were the only words he ever wanted to say, “i love you, handsome..” i reciprocated as pants fell from my lips.

the rest of the night was filled with laughs, promises, and love.

eventually we made it back to my room and fell asleep tangled within each other in the most comfortable way possible. it was my favorite way to fall asleep. his warmth complimented mine.

god i love him and i know he loves me just as much.

GAHHH i love this so much. i kind of did more than expected and yall r getting 2 snacks in one night..??!!! I HOPE THIS MEETS UR EXPECTATIONS ANNONIE! (pls submit more requests guys, writers block is killing me and writing requests gives me motivationnnn!!) love u guys sm

- ace <3

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chocolate-milk-enthusiast · 3 days

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accidental confessions

how the bluelock men would confess to you

includes: sae, nagi, rin

sae itoshi

sae didn't mean to confess, he really didn't. it was purely accidental. to him, in a world full of football and being the best there wasn't any time for love.

but you were his manager (sneek peak into an upcoming fic btw), you dealt with him so kindly, despite his temper tantrums and attitude worse than a teenager who had a bad day. so how was he supposed to not fall for you?

so when you were scolding him for not paying attention and being distracted be it listening to what you were saying or just being "out of it" in general, he snapped.

it was late evening after a particularly intense practice session with the team, but sae, of course stayed back, he was having a shitty week, both in and out of practice, he would himself distracted very often, but he didn't know others could notice it, not until you approach him. "sae? it's getting late you should probably head back" he stops dribbling the ball to stare at you with a deadpan expression as he curtly replies with a "no", now that was annoying, you couldn't exactly leave until he did, him being distracted all week was not only a hindrance for him, but for the entire time and you. "for god's sake stop acting like a child sae and just go home. you've been distracted all week and because of that not only you but the entire team and me had a shitty week, so please just go home and rest."

that caught his attention, as he suddenly halts. he didn't like any part of what you just said. was his performance so lackluster that everyone was hindered? well now he had to do something about this crush, didn't he?

"well, i'm sorry that i fell in love with you and now you won't fucking leave my damn mind and now i'm fucking distracted almost always because all i can think about is you. i didn't mean for this to happen either but i can't do shit about it."

now this was all confusing to you, because THE itoshi sae loves you? and you're on his mind 24/7? you're the reason he's distracted? there were so many questions running through your head. "you what...?"

"i said it once and i won't say it again. it doesn't matter anyway." he grabbed his duffel bag angrily slinging it over his shoulder heading out of the field without doing his usual routine.

doesn't matter anyway? how was he so wrong? was he that oblivious that he didn't notice your feelings for him?- were all the thoughts that ran through your head. before sae could go any further, you catch up to him "you're stupid. you're so so so fucking stupid, and very rude."

stupid? rude? what did you mean? what did he do? he knew you didn't feel the same but how was that rude? wasn't he understanding?

"i find it so incredibly rude that you think i'm not head over heels with your oblivious ass. are you a brick or something? because you're dense as fuck." you breathed out, looking straight at him, though his back was facing you.

he was overwhelmed, the itoshi sae was overwhelmed. the impossible thought of you liking him back was possible and very real? he slowly turned to face you, not realizing just how close you were standing. "tell me you aren't joking, because i swear if you are-"

he got cut off by a kiss. it took him a moment to realize what was going on but once he did he pulled you in closer. as you pull away from him and ask him "enough proof for you to know i'm not joking?"

nagi seishiro

nagi believe everything was a pain, waking up in the morning, going to school, any and every "normal" task was a pain to him. but not you, talking to you wasn't a pain, going out to a cafe with you wasn't a pain; being with you wasn't a pain.

so of course, nagi fell for you, hard and fast, but how could you blame him? you were so understanding and kind to everyone that it was impossible not to love you and nagi being nagi wanted to ask you.

it was finally spring. warm weather was approaching, beautiful cherry blossoms were in bloom, and couples were everywhere. nagi thought it was the perfect time to confess to you.

so when he saw you during lunch break talking to some of your friends near a vending machine smiling so brightly, your sweet giggles ringing in his ears, he swears he fell in love again.

your friends being the oh-so-amazing wingmen they were, excused themselves the moment nagi approached. your heart beat loud and fast. it was scary, being alone with nagi, you didn't know why you felt this way but you did.

it was hard not to fall for nagi, he was just so adorable. it was no secret that nagi was a prodigy, his talents knew no limit, but that didn't make him a show off. no, he was still a genuine and overall an amazing person.

nagi unknowingly trapped you between him and the wall, his hand next to your head, he looked down at you with a small smile. "can you wait for me after school near the gate? i need to confess to you."

you were dumbfounded, he said that so confidently, you doubted if he knew what he just said. "nagi.. just repeat what you said"

he was confused, why did you ask him to repeat as he replays what he told you in his mind, he realized that he technically just confessed right now, a soft "oh" leaves him as he realizes.

"well you should still wait after near the gate, i'll take you on a date."

and without any further explanation he left the scene, console in his hand heading towards where ever reo was.

rin itoshi

rin was a soft person, before spain, rin was the sweetest you, never once did he ever hurt you, physically or emotionally. why would he? you were his bestfriend, the one person he cherished along side his brother.

but that all changed after the incident with sae, it was like someone did a whole 360 on his personality, he was cold, aloof, egotistical and extremely competitive.

he didn't care about anyone or anything, all he wanted to do was beat sae and isagi. he didn't take care of himself and that was worrying. because all he did was practice.

you welcomed yourself into the itoshi household, you could say it was perks of being next door neighbors and family friends. you greet rin's mom and head over to his room like you usually did, sometimes he'd come from practice when you were there, sometimes he wouldn't. however today was different, because the moment you entered his room, you see rin focused on the screen infront of him observing a match.

it was concerning and it didn't help that you didn't know how long he had been sitting there, staring at screen.

"rin?" you call out his name, knowing he wouldn't really give a reply just a hum of acknowledgement that your in this room. usually you would have given up and just sat there doing your own things but today you were persistent.

"rin? can you atleast look at me?" he turns his head around annoyed that his concentration was broken "what?"

"for how long have you been sitting there?" you sit down on his bed facing him with a questioning look on your face.

"how does it matter? why are you even here?"

that pissed you off. the questions 'how does it matter' or 'why are you even here' pissed you off, but it didn't only anger you, it hurt you. you were his bestfriend. of course it mattered, and you were there because you cared and it hurt because now it felt like this "friendship" was one-sided

"i'm here because i care rin, why else would i be here?"

"since when did you fucking care?! even if you do, i didn't ask you to care for me, don't be surprised when you're getting ignored by me."

"since fucking forever you stupid dunce, maybe i fucking care about you because i'm in love with you, but the way you're behaving makes me feel like you don't give two shits about how i feel and maybe you don't, but i care about you, and maybe that's my biggest mistake."

was all he heard before the door slammed, he didn't know why but he chased after you. to him there was no time for romance or love if you want to become the best, but when he heard those words coming from you, that was a wake up call for him. he grabbed your hand right before you reached the porch of your house.

"i love you" he didn't know why he said it, he didn't know what else to say, he didn't know what else to do but just say those three words and hug you, and when he did, he knew he meant those three words more than anything else in his life.

ALSO LMK IF I SHOULD MAKE A PT.2 OF THIS

sigh this took alot longer than it should have and this was pretty hard to write because of the dialogues and i find it to be awkward but hopefully it's still fine and you all like it. i know rin's part wasn't him confessing but instead the reader confessing but whatever.

also to the anon that had requested a certain fic, i'm working on it, it may take a little while longer, so i wrote this in the meantime so i had something to post.

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diagonal-queen · 2 days

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Uuuuuuh, an idea has just arrive on my mind🤭 you know that boys usually tease girls they like right? I’m really curious how Tachihara and tecchou would do it… (I’m really curious for tecchou😭)

Teasing their crush

♡ pairing: Tecchou Suehiro, Tachihara Michizou, Dazai Osamu, Fyodor Dostoyevsky x fem!Reader

♡ synopsis: How do these boys tease the girl that they like (that's you!)?

♡ cw: Swearing, Jouno suffers a lot, Fyodor is toxic as always, mention of suicide, I somehow manage to bring Astarion up here?? (sorry)

note: i know i know. it's been a while, and i apologise. i just have been so so busy. right now i'm in an exhausted trance writing this and i'm certain i'll wake up tomorrow with no recollection of writing it at all. also threw in dazai and fyodor for the sillies i hope you don't miiind~ as always apologies for errors and i hope you enjoy x

Tecchou:

I cannot see him teasing you.

I'm sorry anon but I just can't see him teasing a girl he likes. He would either be generally nice to her, super awkward but still okay, or just come off as cold and aloof. He wouldn't go out of his way to tease a girl or exchange playful banter with her

If he ever tried to tease he would probably just straight up be mean and insult you or something. And then he wouldn't understand why it didn't work

(Jouno is smacking his head against the wall)

Don't worry. If he's gonna cope with his feelings for you he's gonna do it in a way that benefits you i.e. he's just going to be super obvious about it and not even try to hide it

(update: Jouno is still smacking his head against the wall. someone help him)

Like he'll just openly buy you food and presents and tell you he likes you and like hold your hand and shit?? Tecchou is no-nonsense. He wants to date you, he'll let you know.

And it's not like Tecchou's trying any 'techniques' or anything like that. There is not a THOUGHT behind those beautiful eyes; he's just following his heart <3

Tecchou might be a bit dense when it comes to such socially complicated things as courting, but he's a genuine person and wants to make you feel appreciated, and let you know he loves you. He just does it in the only ways he knows how <3

Tachihara:

The opposite of Tecchou

He's such a teaser. He likes to make jokes with and poke fun at his love interests, but sometimes might go a bit too far with it (If he does he genuinely feels super bad and apologises dw T-T)

Like he's one of those kinds of guys who you would get so caught up in the flirty banter with that you just talk for hours

If you're texting you guys are both kicking your legs and squealing in between texts lowkey, like you're secretly such lovesick dorks but you play it so cool

Some kaguya sama love is war type shit you guys have going on

And god forbid you do this in front of other people. They're probably SO uncomfortable. Like oh my god get a room already (this dot point was ghostwritten by Jouno)

As you two get more and more into it, he becomes less tease-flirty and more sweet-flirty. He genuinely compliments you instead of exchanging little jabs and backhanded teases, and it's so CUTE

He also, for some reason, gets more shy instead of less shy. He blushes, he messes with his hair- AUGH he's so cute

In all honesty no matter what way, shape or form Tachihara flirts with you, even if he's awkward and fumbles each time, he's still such a charmer that you can't help but love him anyway. some messy hair and a sweet boyish grin goes a LONG way!

Dazai:

This is what I like to call Egotistical Flirting

He will tease you by telling you how much you love him, how much other women love him, how wonderful of a guy he is and how great of a deal he's constantly offering you. Yes, the 'deal' in question is dinner and a movie double suicide

And of course you roll your eyes and chuckle, and while he pretends that he's all offended that you aren't openly falling for it, he LOVES that. He loves your affectionate sarcasm and he could milk it out of you for days if he had the time

And he doesn't even wait to even learn your name before he immediately goes full on womaniser. He would just approach you like 'Heyyy~' and it's all downhill from there.

Dazai is a man on a MISSION is what I'm saying

He will also tease you by embarrassing you. He just says the most oUT OF POCKET stuff out of nowhere in public?? He absolutely delights in seeing you get all embarrassed and having you swat at him and scold him

(He's a bit of a masochist don't question it)

Naturally, this is generally a facade to hide the fact that he is hopelessly infatuated with you, and kinda scared of commitment. He hopes you'll accept him as he is but just in case... it's easier to put up a nonchalant front.

Don't worry Dazai. you've got nothing to worry about. :)

Fyodor:

Mind games. Mind games. MIND GAMES

And not the good kind!

He will tease you with this neat little trick he uses called psychological warfare. In his experience it's 100% effective

Fyodor is a toxic little shit. He doesn't often really 'tease' so much as 'neg'. He doesn't quite care too much about your esteem as long as he's able to make you like him back.

You guys know this thing called Ascended Astarion? yeah this is basically just that but ✨ Russian ✨

All this being said he actually does feel affection and love towards you, and he DOES care. He just doesn't want you to reject him, so he'll use any trick necessary to prevent that (regardless of general ethics for the most part)

Fyodor is an all rounder. He'll tease, show genuine affection, neg, flirt, stalk, lovebomb...the whole shebang (I'm sure he asked Nikolai for tips, and I'm even more sure Nikolai had MANY)

Fyodor is just so emotionally out of touch when it comes to other people that he genuinely has no idea how to just...flirt, or even really be casual, like a normal person. It would be sad if he wasn't such a motherfucker

Honestly all of you 'I could fix him' girlies would fall hook line and sinker for this (and I'm allowed to say that because I am one of you)

In the end...man, just date Tachihara

taglist~ ♡ @gettinshiggywithit, @fyodorhatr, @flower-of-darkness, @bejeweledgirl, @kokoenjiandco, @pinkiipeachiikeen, @call-me-albie

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jessaerys · 3 days

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something i really like about tvc that i think the show sanded down is how anne rice weaves ambiguous relationships. i'm sure book vampires not fucking has something to do with it, but although louis calls claudia his lover, the role they fulfill for each other is much more amorphous.... louis clearly is madly in love with claudia the way a father is with his baby girl, a patriarchal love that has a sexual dimension baked into it, sublimated between book louis and claudia by this touch-charged bond that is ultimately very sensual but not sexual. when louis falls for armand, they agree claudia "can't give him what he wants." which is an interesting thing to say, if sex is not playing a role in any vampire relationship (not that that comes up in iwtv so really it's rather irrelevant). i'm only just beginning tvl but it's clear to me that lestat and nicki (neither of whom are yet vampires) fall in love, elope together, live together as a couple, talk about the breadth of their love for each other, and it's written in such a way that i can't imagine anyone reading those passages and being like 'yeah this is heterosexual' but it's not like anne rice ever outright tells you what they are or aren't. it's very refreshing. and although i'm all for having vampires fuck onscreen and making the gay subtext as textual as it can possibly be, i do kind of roll my eyes a bit every time they remind us the very familial, very platonic, very properly defined bond between show louis and claudia.... it's so sanitized lol. show!louis loves claudia very much but he's always on his gay drama shit. you never get the feeling that he is obsessed with her and his world revolves around her which is a bit of a disappointing choice in the unhealthy relationships show. i swear to god if lestat and gabrielle don't make out on screen i'm rioting

#iwtv #tvc

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itsnotmariahh · 2 days

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feel it | m. sturniolo

summary: you and matt have liked each other for the longest. so what happens when you two are left alone in the triplets house and the secrets roll out?

warnings: swearing, p in v, unprotected sex, dom!matt, bsf!matt, sub!reader, creampie, praise, dirty talk, spanking, smut, hair pulling, dumbification, teasing, fluff. (zoo wee mama that's a lot..) ALSO READER IS 19 AND MATT IS 20.

i was at the triplets house,but it was just me and matt. Chris was out doing god knows what, and Nick was at target with Madi and Nate.

fuck, Matt looked so good.. he had on a black wife beater, sweatpants and that goddamn horse chain. not to mention his hair, holy fuck he looked so sexy.

not gonna lie, i've liked Matt ever since he was 17. 2 years, and I'm not over him.

just then, my phone rang. it was Nick.

'hey girlie, hows it going with your little crush matty?' he spoke. 'um, what do you mean crush?' Matt said, looking over and smirking. 'oh she like you, it's been what? a cool two years-" Nick said, causing me to hang up immediately.

'uh, dont listen to that dumb fuc-' I started, getting cut off by Matt's lips crashing into mine. We just sat there and made out for a bit, him occasionally groaning into the kiss. I whimpered at the feeling of him pulling away. 'holy shit I've wanted to do that for so long..' he said. I just sat there, hoping my wetness wasn't visible in my shorts. I looked down, seeing a huge tent in his sweats. 'you looking down like you're gonna help me with that?" he laughed, groaning once he felt my hand being placed on it, palming him a bit. 'and what if I said I was?' I giggled.

it happened in a blur, but in one swift motion Matt was on top of me, his sweats already off. 'hm, two can play that game.' he said, putting his hand inside my shorts. a shiver went down my spine from the feeling of his cool rings against my wet pussy. I was so caught in the moment, I gasped when Matt ripped my shorts and blue lace panties off. 'i'll buy you new ones,' he laughed, pulling down his boxers whilst pinning my wrist above my head. I giggled and looked down, "holy fuck he was huge, I don't know if i'll be able to take-" my train of thoughts being cut off from Matt slamming into me, giving me no time to adjust to his size. 'matt- Matt fuck,' I moaned out loudly.

'shh, you're so fucking tight, oh..' he groaned, slamming into me, holding my wrists down. my eyes were rolling to the back of my head when Matts grip went from my wrist to my throat. 'look at me while I'm fucking you, slut. you feel that?' he said, putting his other hand down to my stomach, pressing down and showing his dick print. 'ugh, oh fuck..' I moaned, earning a hard slap on the thigh from Matt. 'answer my question. you feel it?' he asked again. 'oh, yes Matt... yes..' I moaned in response to him picking up his pace. 'good girl,' he groaned.

'fuck Matt.. please keep doing tha-' I moaned out loudly, feeling the knot in my stomach tighten up. 'i know, 'feel you clenching.. fuck' he groaned

'WHAT. THE. FUCK' Nick and Chris gasp, causing us to stop suddenly and look over. Me and Matt just look at each other and laugh, causing Chris to slam the door.

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #nathan doe #𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓱 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓼 #nate doe #matt sturniolo smut #matt sturniolo x reader #the sturniolo triplets

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sunnitheapollokid · 1 day

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I desperately need a daughterofposeidon!reader x leo valdez with the brother's bestfriend trope (the brother being Percy duh) 🤭🤭 can be hc's or a blurb!!

🌅 ┊ ༉‧₊˚✧ MY BEST FRIEND’S SISTER!

↳ leo valdez x daughter of poseidon blurb!

☀️ sunni’s notes : THIS REQUEST HAS BEEN IN MY INBOX FOR SO LONG IM SO SORRY ARTIST!!! guys i swear— i’ll try to be more punctual with this LMFAOOOO <3 thank you all so much for being patient with me. 🥹💝 i’ve done lots of headcanons for these cutie pies, so i should give out a blurb now!! wanted to do something short and sweet ⭐️. (ALSO LEO IS DEFO A PHOTOGRAPHY GUY) happy reading bebis! sunkisses, sunni!

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LEO DIDNT start it. it was a stupid bet! and jason and piper knew it too, the minute they had dared him to. they snickered under their breaths as they watched leo heat up like a match on a bbq summer night. "lee, seriously, it's not that bad of a dare."

"yes it is, when she's literally my best friend's sister!" he cried, his voice echoing in bunker nine. "hey, not my fault you lost." leo grumbled as he stared at the uno cards laid out in front of him, smug looks painted on both his very close best friends.

"you guys are the worst."

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IT WAS just like any other day in camp half-blood for (name). the regular swim, the peeking of the arts n' craft room, the good 'ol teasing towards percabeth. being the second child of the god of the sea felt like a breeze.

"hey jackson!" she heard her surname called from the back of her head. "oh hey leo." she waved, the skipping of her feet had made it's stop. she knew leo. she had acknowledged him multiple times when she hung out with her brother's friends. he was always just the hot-head gremlin friend of his brother to her.

"i," he coughed.

"you mind doing something for me, sirena?" she felt her ears grow hot. she waved the thought off, "sure, what is it?" she skipped on over towards him. he then pulled a camera out of his pocket, it looked old and rusty, but it looked like he had tweaked it a little to make it work again.

she cocked a brow, "i thought.. technology attracts monsters." leo let out an over-confident chuckle. "when you're the son of hephaestus, you manage to work out a few trinkets."

"wanna try it out with me?"

(name) suggested an amazing view for leo, just by the docks. they walked side-by-side as they sauntered towards the place she had recommended. "here we are!" she beamed. leo couldn't lie, it was incredibly captivating. "great! now, uh, just stand over there."

her eyes grew bug-eyed. leo laughed lightly, taking his eyes out of the lens to stare at her, "what? did you think i just wanted a view recommendation? i need you as my muse, sirena." she felt her breath hitch, what was this?

leo pressed his lips together in a smile. she didn't want to protest, so leo watched her walk towards the wood railing and she leaned over it, the sun hitting her eyes perfectly. a little too perfectly at that. leo felt himself freeze, staring at her for a good couple of seconds before,

"leo! are you going to take the picture?" she giggled. "oh-" he stumbled over his words. "just about to!" he held the camera in his hand, just about to take the picture when..

BOING!

of course it was one of leo's pranks.

(name) jumped, startled, leo began to cackle, but had stopped when he noticed her tipping over the rail and her body falling almost instantly in the water, making a big splash, the curls of his face drenched.

"(name)!" he called, running towards the railing, and leaning over to check if she was okay. she was gone. shit! percy's going to kill me!

a hand had submerged from the water and took him by the collar, pulling him towards the water and his body falling into the lake with whoever it was.

"let me- (name)!" (name) had created a bubble for them underwater. she giggled lightly, then punched him on the shoulder. "god you got a punch!" he winced in pain, rubbing his arm. "that's what you freaking get." she grumbled, she was totally dry.

leo had forgotten she was the daughter of poseidon. he had gotten worried over nothing. he playfully rolled his eyes, "it was a good prank though, no?" she gave him an "are you kidding me right now?" look, before a muffled voice from above the surface started calling for her name, percy!

the thoughts began to spin in (name)'s head. "oh he's going to kill leo for sure if he found them like this. it might take a while for us to get out. what about food? god, and it's getting dark. what if-"

"uno?" leo pulled out the card game out of his tool belt.

(name) stared at leo and to the cards, then back to leo.

he'd already pulled a prank on her, he might as well cheer her up. she smiled, it would help the time pass.

"okay valdez."

#— sunni adores leo (ꈍᴗꈍ)♡#leo valdez pjo #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez #leo valdez oneshot #leo valdez fanfic #pjo x reader #pjoverse #percy jackson and the olympians #heroes of olympus x reader #heroes of olympus

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moonybug444 · 2 days

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toxic connie freaking the fuck out when your period is late and calling you a cheating whore :/

a long night

tw: physical abuse, very toxic relationships, connie’s calls reader all types of names. just mean

“no—no you think this shit is a fucking game, (name).”

connie’s grip on your arm is impossibly tight and at this point you don’t know what to do. you’ve been going back and forth with him for hours and he’s really not letting up. you’re tired and your arm hurts.

“can you fucking listen?! i swear if you don’t get the fuck off of me m’gonna—!”

connie’s twisting your body around and he’s in your face in a instant, pushing your back flat against your bedroom door you were just trying to open to get the fuck away from him.

sometimes you let yourself forget. you forget how dangerous connie really is. you forget. although he’s seems like a joking and lighthearted guy in people’s faces, he’s been fighting for years. he can really change his whole persona with one blink of an eye.

“you’re gonna what, (name)?” his jaw visibly clenches. “what the fuck are you gonna do ta me?”

he looks down at you and waits, like he really wants an answer to the question—

“c-connie i promise you…!”

“shut the fuck up!”

in a second you go from against the door to on the fucking floor, he pushes you hard and he means to do damage.

honestly this day couldn’t get any fucking worse.

you and connie actually started off good this morning. you woke up to him wrapped around you like a blanket before you guys got up and decided to make breakfast together. it had been sweet, sure it was basic. all you did was make pancakes together for heavens sake, but you’ve got to treasure that with a relationship like yours, it’s not often you have good morning together. most you’re already waking up with your gloves on ready to pounce. so of course you were greatful for the sweet acts this morning, too bad it didn’t last long. it wasn’t until later at about three o’clock, while you were getting ready to get a shower is when everything started.

“(n,n,)” connie calls into the bathroom swinging his keys around his finger and rushing to put a t-shirt on. “m’runnin out for a minute, you want me to pick up something?”

you were too busy getting all you shower stuff together to hear him of course, you guess that was your first mistake. he gets real mad at little shit like that.

“yo.”

not listening. you were too busy humming to yourself and looking down at your acrylics, need to book that appointment.

“(name!)” you heard that alright, no mistake. “what the fuck do you need from the store?”

you explained to him you don’t need anything, not before weakly defending yourself, telling him to stop fucking yelling. all he does is roll his eyes and search the place a little deciding himself what you need. he’s not about to go through this little annoying ass cycle like always. you say you don’t need shit then he leaves out and comes back and all the sudden everything’s popping in your dumb little head now. it pisses him off.

he starts with the kitchen. not much, probably some condiments, some of those like strawberry milk packs you like, and some more paper plates, you hate doing dishes. but God forbid you bring the ‘ugly’ paper plates, make sure to bring back those cute pink ones. he moves on to where you’re at the bathroom.

when he goes in there you’re still naked and humming to yourself while you look in the mirror spaced out. still not in the shower.

“watch out baby—”

“oh connie don’t worry about getting pads in stuff ok? don’t think i’ll need them in a minute.”

the words nearly fly over connie’s head until he really stops to think. ‘don’t think i’ll need them in a minute?’ what the fuck is that supposed to mean?

connie quickly gets irritated and worried, immediately jumping to all types of conclusions. honestly you’ve been with each other for too long. he should know by now how irregular your periods are, just shows how little he pays attention to you.

you try to explain it to him but connie’s making shit up in his own head, finding a solution in his own head.

you had went out last weekend right? yeah last weekend. he doesn’t know what the fuck it was for, maybe a girls night? he doesn’t fucking know, he knows he didn’t want you to fucking go though. you looked too fucking good. of course you being you trying to go out in your ‘sluttiest outfit’ as he’d say. he made you change like four times before getting pissed off and going home, cussing you out on the way out the door.

so what, you went out the other weekend, with your other slut friends and what now magically you just don’t have your period? you’re a fucking liar.

and once connie decides on something, it’s set in stone for him, no going back.

that shit started till three o’clock in the fucking afternoon and it’s twelve at night and you guys are still going.

you’re back where you were on the floor looking up at him with wide scared eyes, shocked by just how fast he gets mad.

“i don’t fuck anybody but you, you’re fucking crazy!”

“yeah, yeah?” he picks you up off the ground with just his one hand and drags you towards the bed, trying to straddle himself on you.

“get-get the fuck off connie,” here come the tears, you try your best to block his view from your face but he pins you on the bed and has both of your wrist with just one hand while he clenches his hand around your tear soaked face.

he’s all in your face yelling and it’s too much for you to take honestly, you break down even hard trying to push him away with all the strength you have but you just can’t.

“oh you’re fucking crying? you wanna fucking cry you fucking slut—?”

“st-stop calling me names connie! i didn’t fuck anyone else—“

you’re lying and he knows it. he swears if he looks at you any long he’s gonna slap the shit out of you. wouldn’t be the first time, but that doesn’t mean it makes it any easier. he gets off of you and watches you hop of the bed crying and shaking, immediately jumping up and doing everything you can to hurt him. it doesn’t do shit to him though, it just makes you look like a fucking idiot.

“you’re a fucking slut y’know that? know how fucking disgusted i am? my girlfriends a fucking cheating whore. a cheating pregnant whore.” you slap him. you don’t know how hard but your hand is stinging red it hurts. bad.

you’re still crying—sobbing when he looks down at you, a look of anger, disgust prominent on his face.

“couldn’t even use a fucking condom right? right you stupid bitch?!” he grabs both of your arms and drags you out the room, whispering you wanna keep fucking playing, to himself as you stumble behind him and try to regain your footing..

“where the fuck is your phone?” you’re still crying, you don’t even care anymore. all you wanna do is cry and role around on your floor and scream.

“g-get the fuck o-off, connie.” you try to move somewhere else but he’s got a tight grip on your little arm.

all you want to do is get away from him right now, so you grab the closet object to yourself with your free hand and repeatedly hit him with it. oh that gets him mad real quick. everything after that is a blur and by the time you’re fulling aware again, your lip is bleeding and your head is pounding. connie’s sitting on the crunch going through your phone. you look at the clock that reads 1:23am.

it’s gonna be a long night.

#connie springer #aot connie #connie x reader #tw toxic relationship #toxic relationship #toxic connie #toxic!connie #toxic reader #tw abuse #tw dark content #i missed writing omg

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the space we'll fill with time

For Come What May May 29th: Say the Quiet Parts Out Loud A conversation you don't think they'll ever have but wish they would. | What are some offscreen moments you wish you could see? I won't be around much tomorrow, so posting early.

“What was she like?” Karen’s question is soft as it breaks the comfortable quiet. Frank winces before realizing the reaction is just instinct - he's unbothered by the question. Not when it comes from her.

He turns the wince into a smile that stretches across his face as he remembers. “She was a ballbuster, that’s for sure. Didn’t take any shit from me. Made me understand what a real man needed to be, y’know?” He glances up at Karen where she sits, patient and interested.

“The married guys in my unit would bitch and moan about taking care of their kids when they were on leave, or doing dishes or some shit. And y’know, sometimes that stuff settles into you, right? So I came home once, before Kandahar, and I started complaining about having to do laundry or something, and she let me have it.” Frank shakes his head, grin wide. “God damn my life flashed before my eyes she took me down so hard. She was just merciless,” he laughs.

Karen smiles. “Sounds like she could keep up with you.”

“Yeah. More than.” It’s quiet for a minute as they both sit with their own thoughts. Frank’s the first to break it.

“M’ not saying everything was sunshine and roses, no way," He shakes his head firmly. "We both had our faults. She had trouble letting the kids be independent, and I wanted them to grow up and help their mom out. ‘Specially because I wasn’t around. I guess that was a selfish ask.”

“I don’t think so. I mean I get both sides. They’re just different.”

His hand scrapes the stubble on his face as he agrees, the sound loud in the relative quiet of the apartment. “You want another beer?” He gets up at her nod and grabs them both a bottle, frosted from the refrigerator’s chill. He opens her bottle with his own, an old party trick he learned back in recruit training that never fails to make Karen smile. She lifts a brow and holds her hand out when he can’t find an opener for his own beer, then proceeds to open it for him with a key of all things.

“I’ve been practicing,” she says with a proud smile that slams him in the chest. He sits down at the end of the couch and tugs her into him, her back against his front, her silken hair tickling him until he sweeps it away to gently lay a kiss on her neck.

Karen asks another question, her voice soft again. “Who gave the best gifts?” Frank’s surprised huff is loud in her ear.

“Not me, that’s for sure. I had to learn. She never wanted jewelry, shit like that.” His chin rests on her shoulder and he tilts his face to hers. “You sure you’re okay talking about this?”

“I want to know. She’s a part of your life.” The tense doesn’t go unnoticed, nor does her brief kiss to his lips, silencing his concerns. Part of him wants to get lost in it but he can feel she’s hungry for his words, for the little things that made up his life before.

Before. God, what a small word to fit too much into.

He thinks it over and Karen lets him, he hears her bottle lift and drop, the slosh of liquid and the displacement of air.

Before. Before grief so strong that the only recourse was rage. Before he let himself become The Punisher. He tenses up and Karen places a gentle kiss on his cheek. He slows the thoughts from spiraling, for her. It takes him a few moments to center himself as the living room clock that he swears he's going to find a way to secretly throw out one day ticks loudly, resolutely.

“Y’know that whole thing, not that Women are from Mars shit but the other self-help thing. Uhhh,” he lifts his head from her shoulder and takes a swig. “Your love language, yeah?” He sees her nod and continues. “Maria was an acts of service person, so it worked because that’s what I’m good at. Fix the washer, take the kids to the dentist, she could care less about gifts when it came down to it.”

“What about you, what’s your love language?” And god if the question isn’t so strange, because part of being with Karen is realizing that they haven’t known each other all that long, the moments stretching out like hours through the violence were just that.

“Touch, for one.” He nuzzles into her neck again, as if to illustrate the point. “I’m an old-fashioned kind of guy. After they died, that was the hardest, I think. To know I’d never be able to wrap my arms around her, around the kids.” His chest constricts; his heart knows it will never not hurt, same as his head.

She sits up and turns in his arms. “I should be the one asking if you’re okay.”

He blinks once, twice. “Yeah. Yeah, I am.” Because he knows this is part of the after.

After. He met Karen in the space between, he knows that now, just as he knows she's the one that stretched the moment out, turned time on its head, helped him have this. He smiles and Karen looks at him curiously, her eyes bright and warm. After. Yeah. That word can't hold it all either.

He pulls her into his arms, arms that cross over her back more than they did with Maria. Karen feels different and he’s glad for it. Doesn’t want to confuse the two, ever. Feels disrespectful to both of them. His voice is a little more broken than he intended when he speaks again.

“I love you. And I love her.”

“I know.”

It’s gentle and soft and everything, to the both of them.

#kastle #kastleexchange #kastlenetwork #i keep writing things with 0 editing in an hour ill start thinking im not bad at this maybe #either way this is a moment id love to see #hope you like it too #the good thing about 0 notes is i can edit and no one will know #the bad thing is

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New year, new man...? - g.h × reader.

wc : 898

pairings : grayson hawthorne x gigi grayson's bsf!reader, from the inheritance games.

synopsis : the aftermath of you and grayson's little new years kiss.

warnings : like, light swearing, grayson, reader ( unfortunately i hate reader rn )

a/n : writers block ish plus i took forever and i js dk iuhwkejf but tysm on the love for the last part that someone asked for a part 2 ( !! ) ps: i despise this and i mighr not do ur reqs for another while bc it might be low quality and yall deserve notbing but the best

taglist : @lxvebelle, @urbanflorals, @reyna-obsessed, @reminiscentreader, @never-enough-novels, @kozumesphone, @shuhuaspookie, @off-to-the-r4ces.

The car ride home was actually fine. You expected Gigi’s screams as your night time music but it didn’t arrive. She immediately passed out in the backseat, her head in your lap, but you knew, if she remembered this in the morning, you were going to be absolutely fucking cooked.

Right when the car stopped, you slowly lifted Gigi’s head off your lap before Grayson quickly came out of the car and opened the door for you. “I- Thank you Gray.” You were slightly stunned by the gesture, but appreciated it anyway. “Do I have your number?” He finally spoke up. You stared at him. You couldn’t tell if he was asking for it or genuinely asking himself, but your right mind snapped your senses back. “Oh, sorry. No I don’t think you do. Do you want me to type it in?” You offered, hand out, as if you were expecting something to be placed in your hands, and you were. Grayson quickly slid his phone out of his pocket and handed it over to you. You quickly typed in your number and opened your phone to re-check. “Alright, there.” You smiled, passing the device back to its owner. “Thank you.” He gave a warm genuine smile. You took the chance to get on your tiptoes and give him a small kiss before winking and heading towards your apartment building.

You woke up to the sound of a song playing. Your ringtone. You quickly, yet groggily picked it up, and dear God was that the worst mistake in your life. “Did you kiss my brother?! Was anything I saw last night true?!” Gigi screeched on the other side of the phone. You quite literally flinched at the volume she was speaking at, and how damn close you decided to put your phone to your ear. You were going to take the opportunity to lie. “Fuck, yes, I did. I’m sorry.” You groaned, not awake enough to be handling this shit right now. “Are you in love with my brother?” Gigi questioned further, she didn’t exactly seem mad, rather– surprised, you could say. “What? No-! Maybe– I don’t know yet. You can’t trust me yet, I’ve only woken up so,” You denied, but were you telling the truth? Absolutely fucking not. With your explanation, you hung up the phone to find a text from an unknown number from earlier in the morning.

Unknown Number

It’s Gray. I think Gigi might call you soon. She called me earlier. Just a heads up: She’s going to be screeching I tell you. - 7.24 am

You couldn’t help but smile at the first text. It was sweet, yet funny, yet absolutely right. Your ears were still recovering from the screaming. Just then, a new message came in.

Unknown Number

It’s Gray. I think Gigi might call you soon. She called me earlier. Just a heads up: She’s going to be screeching I tell you. - 7.24 am

Also, may I take you out for lunch? - 8.57 am

A smile crept up on your face, slowly heating up. You were quick to type an obvious answer, but hesitant to send. God knows what Gigi’s going to do to your ears, but it couldn’t matter less right now.

Gray

It’s Gray. I think Gigi might call you soon. She called me earlier. Just a heads up: She’s going to be screeching I tell you. - Gray, 7.24 am

Also, may I take you out for lunch? - Gray, 8.57 am

sure, where to? - You, 8.59 am

A reply came in almost immediately.

Gray

It’s Gray. I think Gigi might call you soon. She called me earlier. Just a heads up: She’s going to be screeching I tell you. - Gray, 7.24 am

Also, may I take you out a bit later? - Gray, 8.57 am

sure, where to? - You, 8.59 am

Coffee, perhaps? - Gray, 9.00 am.

alright, 11 o’clock? - You, 9.00 am.

👍🏻 - Gray, 9.01 am

You pushed the door of the cafe open to find Grayson sitting at the corner table, a coffee in his hand and one on the table. “Hi,” You smiled as you approached the table. “Hey.” He greeted, sliding to coffee towards you while you took a seat opposite of him. “I’m not very sure of your preferred coffee but I’ve heard you talk about enjoying lattes Gigi, so that’s what I got for you.” He explained. Your face turned red. You couldn’t even remember talking about coffee with Gigi, let alone him. “Okay, so how are we going to deal with the situation- this.” You gestured between yourself and him. “Uhm. I think I’ve got a suggestion. Fuck.” You heard him swear beneath his breath for a second, and you hadn’t noticed the fact that he wasn’t wearing a suit. He was wearing a dark turtleneck with a coat instead, which brought a smile to your face, for some unknown reason. He cleared his throat before saying, “Would you like to be my– girlfriend?” He paused before finally saying the last word. You couldn’t not gasp. “I- Yes– Of course-!” You stammered, having no idea on what to say. One thing you absolutely forgot was: this is where your best friend gets her afternoon coffee.

The doors opened with a bell, and a small scream came out of a very familiar person’s mouth.

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th3fam1lyd1ssap01ntm3nt · 2 days

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RAAAAAHHHHHHH hello :3!!!

I am

Wondering if you would be ever so kind,,,

To write the monster au(or the hybrid au) of TF141 and I was like oh,,, Gaz no on list,,, who else,,, Johnny. Request thee Johnny, you could add the others for funsies as well, I don't mind the werewolf Johnny I like hims a lot as ,, but like, imagine, Male!user(I don't know what we call him erm male whatever the fuck his name is idk the WHORE sorry he's not maybe? Maybe he is actually idk it's male reader around those sluts 😠😠/HJ....) who usually kept his hybrid features hidden for god knows what reason because it's him??? He's just?? He's a little silly, but like "omg a human on the team grrr!!!" Is reaction from almost everyone until they warm up to him later and then he's just revealed as a moth hybrid :3 moth man, he squeaks when angry because moths can squeak and that's very interesting to me :3 and he just itty bitty plush like and plush size and shorter than them, but yeah they angry thinking he human, get close to the "human", they wake up early one morning, see the man they thought was human, but is a moth hybrid, standing in the kitchen, deadass staring into the kitchens light for god knows how long he was standing there, antennas just out as he's focused on the light, not even noticing them standing beside him, he's just staring at the light until someone turns that shit off and then he's just back like " ! " "When did you wake up???" Like .

PLLEAAAASEEEEEE PLEAAASEEEEEEEEE PPPLLLLEEAAAASEEEEEEEE I BEG FOR HIM TO HAVE SOME CHUB TO HIM I BEG FOR MOTH MALE READER WHO USES HE HIM PRONOUNS FOR THE HYBRID/MONSTER AU TF141 LEMSJWJSJS I want chubby male ones to be loved☹️

Have a wonderful day yahhhh‼️‼️‼️

RRAAAAHHH MY FIRST ASK!!!! (Omfg tysm u don’t know how happy this makes me :3 )

Lemme get this straight.. a moth hybrid! male reader x Werewolf! Johnny (Soap) Mactavish?? Ill see what i can do!!

(Inspired by the Monster AU by whisperrwarm on X, when I say INSPIRED I mean, not everything is the same!)

Characters:

John (Soap) Mactavish: A Werewolf

Simon (Ghost) Riley: A Wendigo

Captain John Price: A Dragon

Male Y/N: A Moth

Just a cute wee pudgy lad :3

Tw: Swearing, suggestive content, Male x Male

Since Anonymous wanted M! Y/N to be pudgy, I imagine that he would have the shape of something like this:

Moth Dust

(A Johnny (Soap) Mactavish x Male! Reader fic)

You, LN, FN, (last name, first name), who would have thought out of all possibilities of hybrids, you would be a moth. Not that its a bad thing, it was just rather annoying though.. you were picked on constantly because of it, your hight, your looks, and what made you insecure the most, your weight.

Not that you were huge, but you were fun sized, the perfect love handles, and the loveliest thing of all, your thick thighs. Aye, its like they say, ‘Thick Thighs Save Lives!’ You tend to hide your moth features though, fearing that a hybrid with predatoristic features might harm you.

I mean.. c’mon, you were a moth and there were damned stronger mutants out there.. its like the food chain with normal animals, and as embarrassing as it was, many things ate bugs. And what are you a hybrid of? A bug. Well.. a domesticated silk moth to be more specific, but still!

Being a moth you were fluffy and small, and well.. adorable. But you never though of yourself as that short.. until you joined the military that is-

“Bloody fucking christ! How fucking big does a man need to be here?!?” You thought to yourself once you actually saw how large the men in Task Force 141 where. There was one in particular who stood intimidated you from his height, Simon Riley, better known here as Ghost, and he stood a strong 6’2”!!

He could easily fucking squish you like the bug you are if he wanted! You were intimidated by the other men slightly, I mean, c’mon! Your captain is a fuckin Dragon for Christ sake!

But wow… boy were they lookers though- there was one in particular who stood out to you the most, he looked like a dog hybrid, but that didn’t seem right for some reason? What stood out to you the most was those elegant.. enticing.. wonderful blue eyes…

(Not finished, currently busy, will finish soon!)

#call of duty #john soap mactavish #:3 heehee #:3 #your honor im obsessed #cod #:33333 #im gnawing at the iron bars of my enclosure #soap x male reader #werewolf soap AU

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shay-doesnt-exist-here · 2 days

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hii ive wrote fanfics before on other sites but i wanted to give it a try on tumblr. anwyays this might be a series of rekindling or possibly breaking even more readers and rafes relationship, and if it does become one it will be pretty boring😭🙏 bare with me yall... warnings: toxic relationship, p in v sex, drug use, swearing, degradation,

You and Rafe Cameron were practically a match made in hell. Rafe was a toxic drug user, while you on the other hand were also toxic, but you werent as bad as how Rafe got. It seemed as when Rafe got high, he was a disaster waiting to happen every minute.

You and Rafe were at his house where a party was happening, Rafe obviously was sitting on a couch, snorting lines while girls leaned all over him. You walked up to Rafe, clearly pissed by the pile of coked out whores leaning on him. "Rafe what the hell are you doing letting these girls touch you?!" Rafe looked up from his daze, his pupils were blown out and he had remnants of cocaine on his nostril. "The fuck you pissy for? Im over here 'chattin with my friends and 'gettin high and your mad that I got girls leaning on me? Look at what your wearing. These perverts here are practically imaging you sucking them off."

you groan out of frustration "Rafe I swear to god stop letting these coke whores touch and flirt with you!" Rafe ignores your words and just leans back into the couch, glaring at you. "Fuck you Rafe!" You screech at him before stomping off to some of yor friends. Throughout the night, Rafe keeps a steady eye on you despite being pissed with you, and than, he sees you with another guy. You were talking to JJ Maybank. "That son of a-" He got up and stalked his way towards you, JJ's hand was dangerously close to your ass but you didn't care.

Rafe grips your torso and yanks you towards his chest "The fuck you think your doing?" He grunts in your ear. You roll your eyes, "Im talking to JJ whats it look like im doing?" Rafe grips your forearm and drags you upstairs into his room. Even in his coked out state, he's strong. Rafe shoves you into the wall "You think you can go out with a damn dress that barely covers your ass AND flirt with JJ huh. you tryin' to make a fool of me?" You shove Rafe back and roll your eyes "Like you give a shit, you had girls swarming you and begging for you to fuck them, but if I go and talk to someone the opposite gender of me, im the whore. Grow up Rafe!" And with that, Rafe shoves you onto his bed and pins you under him, he devours your mouth, exploring it with his tounge.

You unintentionally moan into the kiss and he smirks at that, peeling your dress off of you, exposing you completely. "No bra? you fuckin' whore, you wanted me to fuck you tonight huh?" His hands grip and massage your tits "Fuck" You whimper, "y-yeah" You strain your voice. Rafe grins, he pulls his pants and boxer briefs off, exposing his hard pre-cum leaking cock. He swipes the head on his cock along my folds, collecting my wetness. "All wet f'me huh baby?" He groans as he slowly pushs in you. You moan as you claw at his shoulders, he was already pounding into you. Your moans and whimpers only fuel his desire, "Yeah you like that, me pounding in to your tight cunt? You fuckin' slut" You clench at his words and he just smirks. His hand comes up to rub ur clit, making you jolt. "Rafe.. 'm close.." With your words, Rafe pounds into faster and harder, making you cum. You moan his name loud enough probably for some people downnin the party to hear. Following your orgasm, Rafe pulls out and cums on your stomach, groaning and panting.

#rafe cameron #drew starkey #rafe cameron x female reader #rafe obx #rafe x reader #obx fic #rafe outer banks #dark rafe cameron #toxic love #degradation k1nk

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I’m sorry pt2

pov: you and paige make up after a fight

warnings: swearing angst smut pet names

it’s now 4 in the morning and you’ve been tossing and turning all night you know paige is at aubrey’s but you need to see her. You put on a pair of plaid pajama pants and one of paige’s hoodies grabbing your keys off the counter you start to walk down the block towards aubrey’s house. Finally arriving you knock on the door a few times not thinking anyone will answer but someone does and that someone is paige.

Not noticing it’s you at first she answers with a confused “yes?”

“paigey” you sniffle

“Y/n what are you doing here?” she asked annoyed.

“paigey please come home”

“y/n/n”

“I’m sorry for being a bitch and being so pushy”

Paige stays silent just watching you as you rant to her. The silence was deafening making you more anxious.

“i’m sorry i shouldn’t of came here i’m gonna go” you start to walk down the hall but as your about to turn the corner you here a distant

“wait” paige yells as she jogs towards you “y/n none of this is your fault i had a bad practice and i took it out on you and i shouldn’t of done that you are the best thing that god has ever given me and after i left today or i guess yesterday” she chuckles “i took sometime to reflect and I was the one being the bitch not you and for that i’m so sorry.”

Letting paige’s words set in you grab her hand squeezing it softly “let’s go home yeah?”

Paige walks you to her car and drives you guys home. As paige walks into the house she notices all the tissues by the coach and you open bottle of anxiety meds next to half empty glass of water.

“baby”

“yeah”

“why are your meds out”

“i had an anxiety attack” you whisper

“because of me?”

“paige”

“god i’m so sorry baby”

“it’s okay paigey let’s just go lay down yeah”

You and paige go into your shared room and fall asleep in each others arms.

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The next morning you wake up and Paige is laying on your stomach. You take your fingers through her hair. Paige let’s put a satisfied groan.

“morning baby” she whispers

“morning my love”

“can i kiss you”

“ofcourse”

She leans up and kisses you softly her hand finding its place on your jaw. Slowly your soft kisses start to turning into making out paige now straddling your waist as you kiss her neck.

“i want this off” you say tugging at her shirt

She takes her shirt off effortlessly with one hand giving you more access to her chest starting to leave tiny little love bites causing paige to let out a soft moan.

“So beautiful p” you whisper into her ear and biting on it softly. This causes paige to buck her hips up against your pelvis causing you both to let out throaty groans. Your hands find a home on her hips urging her to continue on with her movements.

“fuck ma feels so good” she moans out speeding up the past of her hips. she yelps as you flip her over and tug off her boxers. You look into her eyes for consent.

“please ma”

you lean down and start to kiss in between her thighs teasing her as you kiss everywhere but her sweet cunt.

“fuck baby please” she whines “need you so bad”

finally you lick a long stride up her pussy her hands immediately flying to your hair tugging on it as she grinds on your face.

“yes just like that baby oh shit don’t stop”

you can tell that paige is about to cum and just as that rubberband is about to snap you stop.

“yo what the fuck?”

“i’m sorry but do you think you deserve to cum?” you ask

“excuse me?”

“i’m being serious do you think bad girls get to cum, cause i’m pretty sure you told me only good girls get to and you weren’t a good girl yesterday” i explain

paige let’s put a frustrated groan “what can i do to prove to you that i’m a good girl”

“beg” you say simply

“y/n i’m not going to beg for you”

you sigh and start to put your shirt back on “fine with me”

“wait wait wait” she sighs “please y/n”

“please what” you ask

“please fuck me with your fingers” she begs

“there you go” you say as you start to rub your fingers up and down her slit before starting to inch into her slowly

“oh shit” she gasps

“fuck so wet for me aren’t you paigey”

“please y/n”

I stop abruptly my fingers half way into her tight cunt “that’s not my name baby and you know it”

“please m-mommy”

“there we go good girl” i moan out “so tight around these fingers”

“fuck mommy please don’t stop”

“who’s pussy is this” you ask whilst curling your fingers into her g-spot making her arch her back and let out one of the most pornographic moans you’ve ever heard.

“yours shit please don’t stop mommy i’m gonna cum”

“yeah is my pretty baby gonna cum for me”

“yesss” she moans out.

you slip out of her and push your underwear down and slit yourself right on top of her rubbing your clit on hers earning moans from the both of you.

“shit feels so good doesn’t it baby?” you ask paige suddenly flips you over and starts to grind into your cunt now chasing after her orgasm that she’s been denied of twice now.

“fuck yes use me baby use me for your personal pleasure” you say while slapping her ass cause a quiet moan to slip out. Paige looks down at you with dark eyes and you know that you’re slowly starting to slip into submission for her.

“fuck paige please don’t stop i’m gonna cum”

“cum for me baby” she whispers into your ear

“oh fuck” you yell out as you cum paige cumming at the same time her hips starting to slow.

She gets up real quick and grabs a towel to clean you guys up.

“fuck if i knew that’s how we were gonna have sex when your mad at me i want you to always be mad at me.” she chuckles while kissing your forehead

“i love you baby” you say admiring her ocean eyes.

“i love you too” she whispers.

Hey part 2 sorry if this is bad 😭

#azzi fudd #kate martin #caitlin clark #paige buckets #paige bueckers

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cottoncandyswisherz · 3 days

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psycho hoe

all the chapters will have the same pics of her in the pool and him in the wife beater. they have nothing to do with the contents of the chapter itself im just a lazy bum

also layla not gon be here long so im not boutta find sb to be fer face claim

chris x dealer!oc

warnings: toxic relationship (not with tasia), swearing, mentions of sex

chris hated cursing at women. he strongly believed in the difference between cursing with women in casual conversation and cursing at them in order to refrain from driving his fist into the wall.

"you're so stupid! you sit there and smile at the camera and roll your eyes in that way that all these BITCHES go crazy over and then you just sit there all day and do NOTHING while there are other women who want what i have!" his girlfriend of 4 months, layla, was droning on about his fans or whatever the fuck. "look at this!" she shoved her phone in his face. he leaned back and ran his hand over his freshly shaved jaw. "they're literally mocking me on the internet. they made a COMPILAT-"

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" chris was at his breaking point. "first of fucking all, our fans are literally teenagers. 15 year old girls. i want them just as much as nick wants a girlfriend. second, i told you this would happen. maybe if you weren't such a fucking idiot and didn't FORCE me to tell them that we were together, you wouldn't have gotten your feelings hurt." he watched the tears well in her eyes and thought how he couldn't give less of a fuck.

he sighed and began to speak as non-chalantly as possible. "if you're gonna do the whole manipulative 'you hurt my feelings' shit you can go. you literally just called me stupid, after whining about how literal high schoolers are making fun of you. you're nineteen years old. grow up and get over it."

"fuck you chris." she sniffled and gathered her things, and marched (literally marched) to the front door.

with that chris got up and walked towards nicks room. nick always knew what to do in these situations. but when chris entered his brothers room, he heard a female giggle. it wasn't madi's or anyone else he'd recognize.

"hold on chris just walked in." nick set his phone face down and looked to his brother with a 'what's up' look on his face.

"who're you on the phone with?" chris questioned.

"tasia." nick answered with a shrug. "you remember her right? from the party last week?"

do i remember her? chris thought to himself. i fucking wish i could forget her.

"oh yeah." chris played his fascination off. "hey tasia!" he called out, then returned his attention to his brother. "i need to talk to you."

"oh shit." nick picked his phone up and told tasia he had to go and hung up. now all his attention was on chris. "shoot."

"so layla-"

nick interrupted chris with a groan "this bitch again?"

"shut up. anyway. layla was bitching about how the fans are picking on her and how they make edits of me or whatever and i was sitting there listening to it because i don't really care. the fans are gonna do what they want regardless of what we say."

"right." nick agreed.

"right. so i was just sitting there thinking about whatever when she shoved her phone in my face. and that's when i got pissed off."

"you should have bitch slapped her to mars." nick said.

"nick. come on bro." chris laughed and continued. "so i yelled at her told her that this was on her because i told her that this would happen. and how stupid it was to be jealous of kids. and she started crying like she always does. and i kind of felt bad but then i remember what you told me about manipulation and things like that so i told her to leave."

"i just wanna say that i've been told you that i hate her and that she's psycho." nick began his speech with an i told you so. "anyway. i would tell you drop her dumb ass but i know you're not gonna do that. so my official advice is to to call her in the morning and just talk to her. tell her that the fans are gonna do and say whatever comes to their heads and to not listen to them because they have nothing to do with how you feel about her."

chris thought the situation over and decided that nicks advice was probably the safest option.

chris lay in matts bed, who was sound asleep beside him. he stared at his girlfriends contact. he hated this shit. but it was what it was and he had to do what he had to do.

he tapped the call button and place the phone to his ear.

"hello?" chris couldn't resist the urge to roll his eyes at the sound of his girlfriends voice. it was ridden in fake heartbreak and phony sorrow.

"hey." was all he could muster up in response.

"chris, baby. are you still mad?"

"baby?" chris mouthed and shook his head. he physically could not do this so early in the morning. "no lay, im not mad."

"good. can i come over? i wanna talk this out with you. i hate it when we fight."

"then maybe shut the fuck up sometimes." is what chris wanted to say. instead he said. "yeah i wanna talk too. but come later tonight at like 6. nick wants me and matt to go with him to run some errands"

"of course baby. i love you."

"i know."

"byeeee" chris ended the call before he could here the smooching sound she always made when they got off the phone.

now you're probably thinking, "why does young christopher stay with this woman when he so obviously is annoyed by her existence?" and the answer to that is, he didn't want to deal with the drama he knew she would start on the internet.

had layla not made him hard launch their relationship after a month of being official, he'd have no issue cutting ties with her. but she put the pussy on him and before the post-nut clarity kicked in, she asked and he agreed like a dummy.

you're also probably thinking, "why did he get with her in the first place?" and the answer to that is layla is a great actress. oscar worthy honestly. she seemed like a semi-normal person. she made him laugh, she was a good fuck, and she kept him from sleeping until 2 pm. and that was enough for him. he didn't love her or anything but he used to like her.

now the sound of her name brought dread into his heart. but chris was nothing if not self-preservative. so hes gonna ride this shit out until he has no choice but to end it.

chris was drawn out of his thoughts by his second oldest brother bursting through the cracked door. "matt, chris get the fuck out of bed. i have to go to target, then return shit to tasia, and then i gotta take pictures for fucking instagram. and we need more pictures for this weeks photo dump because so far all we have is two and theyre both of chris so..."

"are you done?" chris asked. "all you had to say was you were ready to go."

"fuck off. come on its already 10." nick responded by picking up mr. wrinkleton and chucking him at matts head. "matt, get up!"

"HEY! don't do that shit again." matt shouted at his brother, who was already on his way out the door.

niyah speaks💗 okay this is the second chapter im posting tonight. imma do one more because i just want yall to get the vibe of the series then imma post like every few days. i really dont know but ik i had these chapters ready for today so yall gonna get them today.

remember that if no one loves you, mommy loves you (and by mommy i mean me)

taglist: @liafilmed

#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #chris sturniolo fanfic

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potassiumivy · 3 days

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PLAYBOY. | jjk

❥ mdni. fic masterlist.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 008: HEARTBEAT.

✞ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐘✞

YOU WERE LISTENING TO HIGURUMA, the pretty man you met earlier talk to you three about what you should do to help your case in front of the higher ups.

you were seemingly listening, muttering little 'uh-huh's and 'mhm's, but your head was empty. every word this man said went in your ear and out the other.

you just couldn't focus no matter how hard you were trying.

he called your name, effectively getting you out of your trance. "did you understand what you have to do?"

you smiled brightly. "not at all."

kirara groaned, grabbing your hand before dragging you to corner of the room. "for the love of god, stop eyefucking him!" they whisper-yelled, "get yourself together!"

you nodded in determination, lightly slapping your face to get out of it.

"what got you so bothered anyways?"

you looked straight into kirara's eyes and replied without missing a beat, "i wanna ride his face."

"...what?"

"i said—"

"wait, wait. i get it. it's the nose isn't it?" they snickered, making you nod enthusiastically. "ahah! i know you so well don't i, pretty?"

"but..."

"yeah?"

"i felt something." kirara raised an eyebrow, intrigued. they wanted to ask more, but they saw higuruma coming your way from the corner of their eye. the man told you guys to make your way back to your seats, since the meeting would restart soon.

sitting right next to higuruma, you looked down at your lap, trying to gather the courage to look at his face. "psst," you started, getting his attention, "i'm sorry for not listening. tell me again, i swear i'll try harder to—"

"there's no need." he whispered back, glancing at you discreetly. "just let me handle everything. i promise that they'll let you come back."

"even after gojo's scene?"

"yeah. even after gojo's scence. i'm not narcissistic, but i know that i'm good at what i do." he looked at you again, this time with confidence. "even if you make another scene right now, i promise you'll still win."

you thought about what he said. "you pinky promise?"

his lips twitched, and he linked his pinky with yours under the table. "yeah. i pinky promise."

a moment so sweet, unfolding under the bitter gaze of the zenin heir.

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

✞ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐘✞

*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

naoya was the one talking now, but he couldn't focus on anything except you and the lawyer talking in hushed voices.

too close. you were both too close to each other.

after that moment in the restaurant a few years before, he indirectly came to your defence many times. he wouldn't openly take your side, but he would talk shit about the other side.

when higuruma stood up to talk, naoya took the opportunity to come closer to your side, listening to your conversation with kirara.

"so? what did you feel? your pussy skipped a beat or somethin'?" they asked jokingly, but you answered seriously.

"i think it was my heart this time," you said, which made naoya's eye twitch. "i couldn't really tell, it's the first time happening. it just couldn't be my heart, right? i don't do relationships. maybe i'm just not getting laid enough."

"hakari literally dicked you down twice this morning."

naoya left, walking back to the spot next to his dad. he had heard enough.

he liked to believe that he hated you, just like how he liked to believe that he was the only guy you were messing around with.

maybe it was out of hate, maybe out of pettiness, but he wanted you to get punished for it.

he faced your lawyer, smirking mischievously. "you know, it's not the best option to let a whore like y/n back here. she was on the cover of playboy. what would happen if people learn about it?"

"and how would you know about the playboy cover?" hakari asked rhetorically. this made the higher ups who were nodding along to naoya's words stop momentarily to ask themselves the same question.

this was the first time that you were a little scared of being judged. you didn't want higuruma to think less of you.

"it's scandalous enough for me to know."naoya didn't flinch, although he could feel his father's stare on him.

higuruma intervened this time. "and what's bad about it?"

this made you relax a little, and kirara held you hand to show you that everything will be fine.

"it tarnishes the college's image. it also gives a bad reputation to the jujutsu society. not all clans are so unmannered like the l/n clan."

hakari was fuming so you pecked his nose to calm him down. "i'll deal with him later, kin."

in his big speech, something fell from naoya's traditional clothing. he froze, his face burning up in embarrassment, knowing exactly what it was.

that playboy magazine.

"how hypocritical." higuruma commented, making your friends laugh.

"shut up."

zenin naobito shook his head, leaving the room with his clan. well, except his son.

you guys automatically won after. not like they could defend whatever just happened. you told your friends to go back to the dorms, saying that you'll join them later.

you went back to find naoya still standing in his spot. you raised his chin with your hand, making his heartbeat accelerate with no signs of slowing down.

"you're so pussydrunk. not like i'd blame you." you chuckled. your phone vibrated in your pocket, making you check the caller id.

"would you look at that... my manager got me another deal. you better watch the covers of monthly magazines." before leaving, you turned back to him, looking at him through your lashes. "just meet me at my dorm tonight, will you?"

getting out of the room, you answered immediately. "should we celebrate with some dinner, shiu? your treat, of course."

✞ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐘✞

next!!

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #♡playboy!#jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #higuruma hiromi #hakari kinji #kirara hoshi #naoya zenin #shiu kong

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drownedchimera · 1 year

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every fucking day i inch closer to an anime breakdown

#mura.vent #dont rb #im so fucking angry im so fucking tired #for context i attend 2 colleges #community and then medical. courses for med havent started YET #but ive been doing all the setup this week #if i hear my mother tell me about how i should be doing something better with my life #i get closer to having a full on fucking breakdown #i swear to GOD i just want to do shit i like #IM NOT EVEN AGAINST TAKING THE MEDICAL CLASSES #LIKE THOSE I HAVE NO ISSUE WITH #it's my fucking MOTHER telling me my efforts are worthless #i am so fucking TIRED.

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cringefail-clown · 3 months

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the " ive grown accustomed to the idea of not being human anymore, yet ive got this body back. this was the last thing i wanted, and i struggle with the dissonance of my existance" vs the "ive lived as an artificial being for longer than i ever was human, yet theres still so much humanity left in me. ive made peace with the way i am" that is hal and robro in turnabout

#homestuck #turnabout au #homestuck turnabout #homestuck au #hal strider #lil hal #autoresponder #dont mind me having hal feelings yet again #like he wouldnt WANT to go back to being human once again #hed be more than happy to stay as a sprite but the circumstances left him no choice than to godtier #and the fallout of that happening would do some shit to his psyche i think #i just *head in hands* imma write a fucking essay i swear to god #these two are so different yet so similar thematically it makes me wanna claw at the walls

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