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mrylin · 1 year

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deep claws (wednesday addams/reader)

so this was a request but i posted it accidentally and i lost it along with half of my work but that's ok! anon i hope you like it.

summary: there was a big bruise on your body, one that you tried to keep hidden from everyone and that worked for some days. that is, until wednesday catches you in the lie.

warnings: blood and bruised and much pain, wednesday will also be scarier than usual but all end up with a happy ending

With a heavy sigh, you pulled down your shirt that had a huge blood stain right on top of the poorly made bandage, feeling the burning come back ten times worse.

"You should tell someone about this." Enid said. She was standing on the edge of your bed looking at you with concern. You didn't want her to find out, but in the end it was unavoidable since she walked into your room when you were trying to get stitches on yourself.

"I will not. This school is already going through a lot of problems, they don't need another one." You spoke firmly, leaving no room for argument.

Enid was stubborn though, and wouldn't let it go. "But you know you can die from it. You can have an infection."

You agreed and pressed your hand on your waist, right over the cut, applying pressure and tried to get up. From the copious loss of blood, you were still dizzy and a little weak so you swayed to your feet. "Look, I'll be better in a minute. I promise."

"Wednesday will hate me for not saying anything."

"She won't find out from me." You said, swallowing when a strong dizziness brought you an overwhelming feeling of nausea.

Enid went to your side and guided you to your bed and helped you to lie down in a position that wouldn't open all your stitches, and stood looking at you. "I still think it's totally stupid."

You smirked. "You can rest assured that I will live for years just to annoy you."

For the first time since she found out about that situation, she gave a genuine laugh and smiled. Enid was a great friend and she cared about everyone, which you appreciated, but you preferred to keep your situation out of other people's ears.

A few minutes passed between the two of you talking and then the door opened, revealing an ever stoic Wednesday. She looked angrier than ever. "Hey, Wed." You greeted, trying not to let your voice shake.

She grimaced at the horrible nickname and walked across the room, dropping her purse at the bed. "How was your day?" Every day she asked you the same question and tried to demonstrate things around you more openly. She was doing really well at it.

"Boring. Good thing Enid came." The blonde smiled at you and placed her hands in front of her body, looking between you both. She was used to being in the same room and witnessing Wednesday's minuscule affection, but in that moment she really wanted to be somewhere else.

"I came and I'm leaving. Bye to both." She said waving. Before closing the bedroom door she said an inaudible 'be ok' and you smiled in agreement.

Wednesday walked over to your side and sat down, looking at you deeply. "You're different." She looked you up and down.

"What do you mean?" You laughed nervously.

She looked into your face and locked eyes with yours, as if all the answers were there. "You are pale, sweating and your hands are shaking."

You swallowed hard and tried to smile but failed as your body shuddered as a sharp pain shot up your spine. "I'm totally fine."

"This is obviously a lie." She said. "Are you hurt?"

Trying to prove there was nothing, you threw your legs over the side and braced yourself to your feet, bitterly regretting it when you felt sharp twinges. It was like someone was stabbing you over and over again with inhuman strength.

A loud, aching scream escaped your throat and you fell back, your whole body shuddering and twitching with pain. Wednesday quickly moved to hold your head and helped you to lie down better. "What happened?" She asked, scared.

You took the best breath you could and pulled your shirt up, revealing the bloody bandage. Not waiting long, she moved to grab the first aid kit you had by your bed, not caring about the things falling to the floor. Because of your small feat, your stitches had burst and your cut was redder. For the first time in her life Wednesday was hating a sight like that.

She didn't say anything as she cleaned up and tried not to hurt you with the stitches. You could see that she was angry, worried and scared, and you knew you were going to have to explain why of those cuts. "It was the hyde, wasn't it?" She asked, turning around to throw everything she'd used away.

"Yes." You said, your voice breathy and trembling. "I was walking near the woods when he attacked me. I was lucky I managed to escape before he killed me, but I earned this."

She turned and met your eyes. She was angrier than you thought. "I told you to stay away from there. You could have died."

You threw your head back against the headboard and took a deep breath. "I know, and I didn't really go to the forest, I was in the garden."

"You shouldn't go there. I told you how dangerous it was." This time the one who was angry was you.

"I'm not going to stay inside this place forever just because a sick person is killing people. I need to breathe, Wednesday." You swallowed, feeling your throat close up. "I will not stop living because of this."

She stood up and pinched her eyebrows. "One second more and you wouldn't be here anymore."

That was a baseless argument, since you didn't want and wouldn't stop doing what you wanted because of some monster. "You think death is so beautiful, maybe I would start to think the same thing once I met her."

Wednesday's breathing grew faster and heavier, her hands curled into fists and clenched until her fingers turned horribly white. You had said the wrong thing. "When I saw the cut I thought about how I could have lost you, that I would never see you again and in a second that became my worst fear. So don't play with it ever again."

Softening, you nodded and stretched out your other arm, asking her to lie down next to you. Wednesday climbed into bed and tried her best not to touch anything that might hurt you and rested her head on top of your chest. "I promise, Wed."

While you slept, weary with pain and weak, she watched over you. Seeing you there, on the way to get well, alive and safe, she promised that nothing and no one would ever hurt you again. She would make sure of that.

my first language is portuguese (brazil) and it's really hard translate it and that's why there can be some nonsense things (i know english but i'm not fluent unfortunately) i'm really sorry!!!

if you want you can send me a request :)

#wednesday addams x reader #wednesday addams x you #wednesday addams imagine #wednesday addams #wednesday 2022 #wednesday #idk if this is good #but ok i'll get better #was supposed to be a fem reader

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ambrozjas · 3 months

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I love the secret relationship trope so much, so I was wondering if I could request a Sodapop x reader secret relationship where the rest find out and tease them for it???

can’t keep this up forever ꨄ︎

sodapop curtis x fem!reader

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loved this req, i love this trope too. thank you for requesting anon 🫶 🎀

✧˖*°࿐ warnings ᰔᩚ

kissing and some curse words? reader is referred to as a dame and a chick throughout the story, and is known to have friends that are girls

✧˖*°࿐ word count ᰔᩚ

560 words, 2990 characters

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“woah! who’s this dame with’cha, sodapop?” steve asks, yanking a polaroid photo out of soda’s back pocket. it was a photo of you and soda, you guys had just been to the movies and decided to take a photo of you guys for memories.

soda turned around and snatched the photo back from steve, “quit it! you’ll get it dirty..” he mumbled, causing steve to wipe his black oily fingers on his dx shirt.

“so? who’s ‘at?” steve asked, pointing back at the photo sodapop was admiring with a small smile.

“she’s nobody, just.. quit askin’ me ‘bout it, okay?” he glared at steve, who was still trying to reach for the polaroid. you and soda had been together for about seven months now, and yet nobody in the gang knew about you. you had usually stayed out of sigh, and if brought up, you said sodapop was just a friend.

it wasn’t like you were ashamed of each other, it was more so that you’d both get teased for the rest of your days big time.

you had almost gotten caught once too. you had your friends over at your house and them being nosy as usual, decided to go through your drawers while you were doing some homework.

“ooh! who’s this guy?” one of them said. “goddamn, is he handsome!” the other gawked.

you whipped around so fast you think your head could’ve screwed off, and immediately threw yourself on top of one of the girls for the photos. “woah, is he your boyfriend?” your friend gasped, holding a hand over her mouth as she whispered the question.

“no!— just, drop it.” you said, tapping the photos on your desk into place so they’d be organized. even when they begged for answers, you simply ignored them and fortunately for you, their short attention span made it so that they burnt out pretty quick.

eventually, you and sodapop’s relationship got harder to hide the more time you wanted to spend together.

some days when he was off work, he’d go over to your house and give darry some excuse.

it was surprising how long it had taken both of your friends’ to find out about you.

it was one day, when you and sodapop had gone to the diner once he had gotten off work. you walk him down the block, making sure to stop at the stop sign so you wouldn’t be seen. unfortunately for you and soda though, dallas, ponyboy and johnny had seen you guys share a quick kiss at the corner of the street, and boy did soda never hear the end of it.

i mean, at least you didn’t have to sneak around anymore.

once everyone had found out about you, though, sodapop could never shut up about you. it became annoying to steve, who had to spend the few hours at work with soda rambling on and on about you.

“but listen, steve, you’re not listenin’. she’s gorgeous and she loves doing—“

“i am listenin’, it’s hard not ‘ta listen when all ya’do is talk about this chick.” steve spit back, his voice sounding a bit weird due to his position under a car.

soda didn’t listen though, too busy daydreaming about you and exploding with all the pent up lovey talk he couldn’t mention at all out.

gosh, did he love you.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ hjorocxoeoo i love sodaksdkdoesk

kiss kiss ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

#the outsiders x reader #the outsiders #greasers #fanfiction #x reader #sodapop curtis #sodapop curtis x reader #sodapop headcanons #sodapop x reader #sodapop imagine #the outsiders sodapop #sodapop blurb #dkdksoejx #idk if this is good #i tried my best okay 😭😭#ambrozjas #kiss kiss

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laidenbreecatchall · 4 months

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Uhhhhg WIP? Sketch? Who knows.

#idk if this is good #oooooooooooo disconnecting from realitttyyyyyyy #whyyyy i dont knoooooow #anyway uh here’s Law I guess #I drew a bunch of vent pieces before this and I like all of them quite a bit but I don’t wanna post them rn #one piece #art #trafalgar law #my art #ryeart #trafalgar d water law #maybe I’ll actually watch op today #I did this with no ref btw I’m kinda proud #just brain off draw time #my wrists hurt but such is the way of a poor jointed artist

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frog-0n-a-l0g · 6 months

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Bad decisions HQ

Tank:hj

SH: ?

Angel: hey babesss

Tank: I luv u gys so muvh

SH: oh shit

Babe: tank are you ok?

Angel: guys I think theyre dying

Tank: that so meab how coul yoi

Tank: I say I lub you ans yoy panik?

SH: hey tanker where are you?

Tank: arounds

Angel: well that doesn’t help

SH: where’s Sam?

Tank: omg I love hum

Tank: mu mate

Tank: I miss him

Tank: were is hw

Babe: I’ll text him one sec

✨the Wild West🤠✨

Brokeback Mountain: hey have you guys heard from darlin?

Trainer: omg we were just abt to text you

Invisa-bitch: they’re in our gc typing very slurred and going on abt how much they miss their mate

(In BDHQ: tank: where my mwn I misz hom)

Mini alpha👑: I think I heard David talk abt how them and ash were gonna chill for a bit but idk where

Brokeback Mountain: yep. They decided to go to a bar and according to ash they got drunk and ran off in wolf form

Invisa-bitch: well shit

Brokeback mountain: shit indeed

(BDHQ: tank: this birch I truna grab mowhycuiwh

Trainer: omg they just got snatched

Invisa-bitch: omfg some dude grabbed them

Brokeback Mountain: they what?!?! Who? What did they say?

Mini alpha👑: David walked out w Milo I think theyre looking

Trainer: OMFG

Invi-bitch: what?!

Brokeback Mountain: are you ok?

Trainer: Asher just walked in the door w a very drunk and giggly tank over his shoulder

Brokeback Mountain: oh my lord…

Brokeback Mountain: I’ll be over in a second make sure they stay put

Trainer: on it

Mini alpha👑: I texted David so theyre coming back lol

Trainer: Jesus I didn’t know tank could be so sappy

Trainer: they just keep going on and on abt Sam💀

(BDHQ: tank: IMG MU MANNBNBMNNNMNB)

Invisa-bitch: I take it sams there?

Trainer: yup

Invisi-bitch: well I gotta call off a squad search y’all stay safe tho😗✌️

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thedndgoblinwholivesinyourwalls · 1 month

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OKOK so i know he’s a big ass dog but hear me out,

Rogue being the ring bearer for linc and scary’s wedding.

#this is a thought thats stuck with me all night last night #so i have to share it #idk if this is good #i’m reeling from the finale #art will be made and tears will be shed #dndads #dndads s2 #thoughts in the void #dndads spoilers #<-just in case

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hatred-n-hav0c · 25 days

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About your last post... I don't really have a suggestion it's more like a question...

Is he really evil? Or he had like good intentions at the beginning but got corrupted? Does he actually care about his children? (I mean it's obvious he does, but is he aware of how bad he is at parenting??)

Well

He isn't evil, and he did have good intentions, at first treating the Blot and his blotlings as a way to rebuild the land and fix everything that ever happened in all the chaos.

But..then something happened..the blot gained a voice in his head, at first naught but a whisper, just mere suggestions.

But as time went, the blot's voice became booming thoughts, almost bringing harm to Oswald's head if he dared to distrust him, however..whenever Oswald did as told, or..

Believed as told.

The voice would stop, and soften..so now Oswald is nothing more than a puppet in a greater scheme, his mind slowly being warped by the Blot's voice.

The rat stole everything.

Your daughter hates you.

The citizens will revolt if not put in line.

And without Ortensia to reassure him.

All Oswald can do is believe what he's told.

#oswald the lucky rabbit #au #epic mickey #epic mickey au #blotwald #oswald #oswald disney #blotwaldau #idk if this is good #tbh im nervous about the story

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muhita · 2 years

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hello love <3 if requests are open, can i have a poly!mileven x reader where they are really clingy towards reader and reader lives for it, or mike wheeler x reader/eleven x reader? If not i hope you have a lovely day/night <3

eleven was definitely more shy at the beginning of the relationship. she obviously was dating mike, and then you came along. she said yes to having you in the relationship as well but she was still iffy about you. mike was her first love; she didn't want someone coming along and taking her comfort person from her. but as she saw how loving and genuinely caring you were, she accepted you more and eventually favored you more over mike, surprisingly.

mike was all over you the second you said yes to going out with him and eleven. i really think that touch is mikes love language because he's obviously an idiot sometimes and isn't good with his words. so when you finally said yes to being with them, he took the opportunity to shower you in hugs and kisses and what not to show how thankful he was for you.

both of them are very clingy. especially when it comes to you. you're just the epitome of beautiful so how could they ever keep their hands to themselves? mike is the more touchy one between them however el has her fair share of kisses and handholding. but no matter what, they're always holding your hand. going on a walk? holding hands. swinging? holding hands. running from a creature from another dimension?? holding hands, for sure. safe to say you're not getting rid of either of them any time soon.

#idk if this is good #i wrote the first 2 paragraphs when this first got sent in #which was a while ago #anyways enjoyyyyy #mike wheeler x reader #mike wheeler x y/n #mike wheeler imagine #mike wheeler oneshot #eleven x reader #eleven x y/n #eleven imagine #eleven oneshot #stranger things fluff

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margalitarry · 2 years

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the aftermath | c.b

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colby brock x reader

hi omg this is my first time posting a fanfic please give feedback i wrote this in one go at like 1am last night LMAO.

word count - 1.4k

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it had been months since you had to smile and stand surrounded by people you don’t know. your best friend katrina insisted she couldn’t go alone to this party; despite her now sitting and talking with her boyfriend. although being around strangers wasn’t anything new. you learned to deal with the easy attraction of people, especially after your very public breakup with harry styles four months ago.

you and harry had dated for almost a year, you couldn’t keep up with his schedules and it quickly became argumentative and messy. he was stressed with tour and you were stressed with your own career. the night you’d broken up you both had been in a parking lot in a screaming match, of course there being someone to record and spread the video everywhere.

“y/n?”

you snap out of your trance and look up from the floor to see colby brock, also one of your best friends who you’d met through katrina. after the breakup you had pushed everyone away, especially katrina and colby. you felt guilty but you couldn’t help smile in relief at a familiar face.

“oh my god! i had no idea you were coming here, i didn’t see you with sam and katrina.”

“yeah it’s been a minute since i’ve seen you though, do you wanna step outside real quick?”

you nodded but felt a pit in your stomach form as he lightly grasped your hand leading you through the party, giving a few quick smiles and ‘heys!’ along the way.

you and colby have a much more complex background together than you and harry had. it was always just the wrong time for one of you. it started in 2018 after you both met, colby couldn’t get out of your mind and you were stuck in his. for a year you had been friends with benefits and it was working for the both of you, until colby had taken interest with another girl. you knew you and him weren’t labeled therefore it wasn’t your place to say anything. jealously surged through your veins when he told you he wanted to try to take things seriously with her and you went back to being just friends. they dated for year but even after breaking up colby and you remained strictly friends.

things had only gotten worse after you met harry and had began getting and taking new opportunities for your image and career. colby and harry never liked eachother, especially after the breakup. colby felt even though you two weren’t together he had still taken you away from him, in reality you felt ashamed and embarrassed for thinking you could keep up with someone like harry.

“how are you? don’t give me bullshit either, i know it’s been hard.” colby asked once you and him sat down on the sidewalk a little further from the party.

“i don’t even know, i don’t even miss him. i just feel guilty about everything ever in my life.” you openly told him, you felt awfully comfortable in this moment.

“you didn’t have to push me and kat away. at least not kat. she was more heartbroken than you were i think” colby slightly laughed but still in a serious tone.

“i know but it was just embarrassing to even date him! i mean- obviously not because he’s harry styles but to think i could put myself in the spotlight and become that person. it was embarrassing for me.”

colby sat in silence taking in your word and voice he hadn’t heard much of in months. he was mad at you but couldn’t help the sting in his heart as you continued talking.

“just by dating him i’ve become someone i’m not, you always told me how you feel like you’re a different person on and off camera but i’m a different person at all times now! i don’t want this life i have but i’m stuck with it forever now with nothing i can do about it.” you felt a few hot tears run down your face, staring into the black pavement between your shoes.

“i know it’s tough but you aren’t alone in this and you’re acting like you are! i can name ten people at the damn least who would’ve one hundred percent helped you through this including myself. we just wanted to be here for you and you wouldn’t let us.” colby ranted letting his voice slightly crack at the end only making you feel worse.

“i know and i don’t know why i didn’t. but at the same time it would’ve been helpful if you had pretended to like harry at times! he at least wouldn’t call things out about you in front of our group, him next to us. why would i run to you guys after you didn’t support me?” you argued back quickly. this conversation had been going in the opposite direction either if you wanted it too.

colby felt awful as the words came out of your mouth, all of his anger turning into guilt as your face glistened even more in the pale moonlight as a result of your tears. he watched you completely begin to breakdown as you let him put his arm around you moving you into his side comfortably.

you both sat in silence for at least half an hour just enjoying each other’s company despite the argument that had just occurred. colby once again softly grabbed your hand and helped you stand up with him.

“i’ll drive you home, i assume katrina probably drove tonight.” colby calmly said still holding your hand as you both slowly walked back towards the party.

you began to talk before being interrupted quickly, “i’m just really sorry-“

“don’t be, i didn’t want you to ever be in a position you felt like that especially because of me. we don’t have to talk about it anymore tonight.” colby whispered just before you walked into the party once again and letting go of your hand.

you and colby both said your goodbyes to a few people and quickly exited the party. you had to walk a little far because of where he parked for coming so late. not a little far, but a good ten minutes. you asked him about his next location for his and sams channel for small talk. he boasted about the history and murders that had happened there, explaining almost all of it in the time it took you to reach his car.

you both sat in silence for almost the whole drive back to your place, neither of you knowing what to talk about. both of you guys were filled with racing thoughts you just wanted to spill out, anger and apologizes for everything. you don’t immediately get out once he pulls into your driveway though, but start to talk.

“i just-”

“you know-”

colby laughs at you both speaking at the same time, allowing you to speak first though.

“i don’t know, i know this didn’t go how we wanted it to, but i don’t really know which other way it would’ve gone. i just really am sorry for everything in this last year.” you rambled, not finding the words you wanted to say.

“i know and you shouldn’t be. we just didn’t know what was going on and were really worried for you for a little bit. you know i’ll always support you.” colby said also at a lost of words.

you still didn’t get out of his car as your brain urges you to just ask him to come inside for a little bit, to watch reality shows and drink wine just like whenever you both didn’t want to go to an event, to take turns on your guitar, to even just sit in silence a little longer. you didn’t want this night to end yet even though you knew another argument could result in him staying.

colby watched you stare at the ground and then out the window, he wasn’t necessarily waiting for you to get out of the car. he was enjoying the tense yet comfortable air between you guys letting his own thoughts race through his mind; still looking at you.

“you don’t have to go home right now, i mean unless you want too - obviously go home but you know. you could stay here for a little bit?” you blurted out.

“uh yeah no, i mean yes i’d love to stay for a little.”

you smile to yourself as you both exit the car and walk up to your apartment.

#colby #sam and colby #colby brock #colby x reader #fanfic #colby brock x y/n #colby brock x reader #colby brock fanfic #y/n #harry styles #harry styles x y/n #angst #potential series?!?#please leave feedback #idk if this is good #i’m worried it’s bad

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bobfloydsbabe · 2 years

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talking body (sneak peek) | jake 'hangman' seresin x oc | 18+

Rating: Mature (for sneak peek), final will be E/18+ Warning(s): Masturbation (female), swearing, risk of getting caught (door is locked, but you know) Word count: ~1.5k Summary: After her kiss with Hangman the week before, Jasmine Lane has been increasingly frustrated and is looking for some much-needed relief. She didn't anticipate the object of her fantasy showing up at her door. Set a week after this.

A/N: This is a sneak peek, but I'm aiming to post the complete fic sometime next week. It's my first time writing any kind of sexual content, so please be nice to me. The sneak peek does not have full-on smut, but the final version will. Enjoy, friends!

Likes are nice, but comments (and reblogs) are golden.

If Jas didn’t stop doing this, she was going to die.

No two ways about it.

She would see him on base, meet his eyes, and he would wink at her. She’d rush back to her office and lock the door behind her.

If she didn’t stop doing this, she would die. She would die and go to hell like all the bigots always told her she would.

It was the memory of his mouth on her lips, her neck. His hands on her waist, her thighs, her ass. The memory of his fingertips grazing her bare skin under the hem of her shirt. Him being rock hard and calling her infuriating through her front door when she’d left him hanging and frustrated.

It was the memory of getting herself off to the thought of him that night like she promised.

It was the thought of him doing the same.

If Jas didn’t stop doing this, she was going to embarrass herself.

But right now, her fingers pumping in and out of her and trying to stifle the moans was all that mattered.

He’d done it again, winked at her, and smirked. No different than before that night last week when she’d finally kissed him. But now, knowing the taste of him and the feeling of his body pressed against hers, she couldn’t think straight when he did it. She had to get herself off in her locked office, curtains drawn, and her uniform trousers and underwear around her ankles. She had to get herself off while on base in the middle of her work day.

She was definitely going to hell for this.

Lieutenant Jake Seresin was going to be the death of her, and she didn’t know if she wanted to kill him or his help getting her off.

She’d been stationed at Miramar for six months, and none of the personnel hadn’t gotten her worked up like this. None of them had made her lock herself in her office so she could fucking masturbate to the thought of them.

She was definitely going to kill him.

She let out a strangled moan as she got closer to the edge, the sound of her fingers gliding unrestrained in and out, filling the room. It was filthy, and Jas thanked her lucky stars that everyone was on lunch break, so no one would question the noises she made. Keeping quiet had never been her strong suit.

She brought her other hand down to rub circles on her clit to bring forth her climax. Her breathing was shallow, and she gasped at the added stimulation.

“Oh, Jake,” she whimpered, imagining it was his fingers and not hers driving her towards her inevitable orgasm.

Then there was a knock on her door, and Jas’ eyes shot wide open.

Fuck.

She withdrew her fingers and stifled a whine at the loss and emptiness that followed. She stood, leaning down to pull her underwear and trousers back up in one swift motion.

Another knock sounded. “Doc?”

Jas froze.

Just kill her now.

It was Hangman’s very distinct voice and that mocking tone whenever he called her that.

“Give me a sec,” she said and walked to the sink to wash her hands. She saw herself in the small mirror above the sink and suppressed an annoyed groan. Her hair was a mess, her pupils blown wide, and her cheeks were flushed.

After drying off her hands, she smoothed down her hair as best she could, adjusted her trousers, secured the belt, slipped her white coat on, and went to the door. She took a deep breath, hoping to steady her heart still pounding in her chest.

She flipped the lock and opened the door, finding Hangman with a bloody nose and a sheepish look in his eyes.

“What the hell happened to you?”

He peeked inside her office. “Why did you lock the door?”

She rolled her eyes but stepped aside to let him come in. “So naval aviators such as yourself wouldn’t interrupt my lunch break,” she said and gestured to the bed. “Please have a seat.”

He hummed and sat. “Why are the curtains closed?”

She walked to her desk to grab gloves, ignoring the aching between her legs and his intense eyes on her. If he had noticed her dilated pupils and flushed cheeks, he didn’t vocalize it.

She pulled the gloves on, concentrating on the task. “So I could enjoy my lunch break in peace.”

She stepped forward and begged some nondescript higher power for the feeling of his skin to not affect her. She was wrong. She felt the heat radiating off him in every cell. Her entire body was buzzing with barely concealed desire.

“What happened?” She asked again.

Hangman shrugged but flinched slightly when she touched his tender nose.

“Fanboy punched me.”

Jas snorted. “Bet you deserved it.”

He shrugged again. “I did.”

That surprised Jas enough that she leaned back, her impulse to kiss him senseless forgotten for a second. Hangman admitting he was in the wrong was sexy. Hot, even.

She turned his face at different angles to check the state of his nose and pretended not to notice his hands on his thighs, rubbing them. She wondered what those hands could do to her.

“Alright,” she said, stepping back and out of his immediate vicinity. “I think it’s just a nasty bruise, but if you experience trouble breathing or more nose bleeds, come back, and I’ll take another look.”

She threw the gloves in the trash can by the back wall, then handed him some tissues to wipe off the blood.

As he did, he narrowed his eyes at her. “Are you okay, Doc? You seem a little distracted.”

Jas huffed as she went to her filing cabinet to pull out his hard copy records. “You did interrupt my lunch break.”

“No, it’s more than that,” he mused, rising from the bed. He crossed the room to her, stopping so his front was pressed against her back. Her breath caught in her throat, and she gripped the desk to keep her knees from buckling.

“What do you think you’re doing, Lieutenant?”

He leaned close, his lips right next to her ear, sending a shiver down her spine. Desire was pooling between her thighs. Her breath was becoming shallower by the second, and her knuckles turned white as she held on to the desk for dear life.

“I can barely see those pretty blue eyes of yours, Doc,” he whispered into her ear, his breath making her shiver again. He placed his hands on her hips and spun her around. They were face to face, bodies pressed together, and Jas dared a look at his lips. They were turned up in a knowing and self-important smirk.

Killing him seemed like a perfectly reasonable option right now.

“Then stop looking,” Jas countered.

“How could I?” He challenged her, hands running down her sides. “Your pupils are so blown there’s hardly any color left, Doc.”

“Don’t call me that.”

Hangman froze for a millisecond but regained his composure so quickly that Jas couldn’t tell if she had imagined it.

“Why not, Doc? Everyone calls you that.”

Had his voice dropped an octave? Jas couldn’t tell anymore from the feeling of his hands on her.

“It’s Dr. Lane,” she informed him. Or Jas or Jasmine or baby. Even better if he moaned it. Everything but Doc.

Hangman smirked, his eyes darkening. Jas reveled in the fact that he was as affected by her as she was by him. Only he hadn’t touched himself to the thought of her less than ten minutes ago.

“What’s got you so wound up, Dr. Lane?”

His hands traveled lower, landing just above her ass, and she all but bucked her hips into his.

Right then, Jas decided to throw caution to the wind and just go for it.

She crashed her lips against his and pretended not to notice him wince at the jolt to his sore nose. He didn’t stop, though.

Her arms snaked around his neck as she pulled him closer, and his strong arms engulfed all of her back. She could smell him. His cologne mixed with sweat, leather, and the faint metallic scent of blood. It was all teeth and tongues and hands roaming in places they’d never been.

All Jas could feel was him, and it was intoxicating.

Hangman spun them around, and Jas let out a small yelp as he walked them back toward her office door. He pushed her against it, his leg coming up between her legs, so she practically sat on his thigh. Hangman reached behind her and locked the door without ever breaking apart for air. Jas thanked the heavens that she hadn’t opened the curtains when he came in.

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#jake hangman seresin #jake seresin #hangman seresin #hangman x oc #hangman x reader #top gun maverick #top gun #tgm #oc: jasmine lane #drabble: jas #otp: jasman #helenawrites #madebyme #mywriting #idk if this is good #let me know but be kind #i have no idea what i'm doing #final version will probably be 4k or something #i've lost the plot

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womanlover800 · 1 year

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i wish you were here. i wish your eyes lingered on my body. i wish your hands felt every curve and that they could feel how wet i am. i wish your mouth could taste me, taste my desperation. i wish you could hear me beg for more.

#idk if this is good #but i posted it #lover speaks #nsft concept #nsft #please #femme nsft #lesbian nsft

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ginger-grimm · 11 months

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OC PRIDE CHALLENGE 2023

WEEK TWO: LGBTQIA+ TROPES

–› Marlow Stilinski (Bi-corn) & Riley Stevens-Parrish (Pan-tastic) (Teen Wolf)

“A scene that first shows that a character is LGBT, in a work where their orientation isn't the main focus.”

TAGGING: @waterloou @eddysocs @ocs-supporting-ocs @foxesandmagic @veetlegeuse @decennia @hiddenqveendom @arrthurpendragon @luucypevensie @richitozier @noratilney @oneirataxia-girl @wordspin-shares @nejires-hado @endless-oc-creations @lucys-chen

#opc2023 #ocappreciation #ocapp #teen wolf oc #oc: marlow stilinski #oc: riley parrish #it's literally midnight #idk if this is good #but I think it's hilarious nonetheless #no one cares anyway but i wanted to something lol

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jamiebuckleys · 8 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Ted Lasso - Fandom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Roy Kent/Jamie Tartt Characters: Jamie Tartt, Roy Kent Additional Tags: Canon Divergent, alternative universes, period rom com au, Vampire AU, fairytale AU, world war two au Series: Part 2 of lottie!verse Summary:

Maybe it’s once upon a time in a land far far away and Jamie is a prince.

Maybe Jamie and Roy would have fallen in love any place, any time.

#idk if this is good #but it broke my writing drought #so im okay with it #jamie x roy #my fic

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itzred-ovo · 2 years

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Wukong: *Causally talking about LBD, how they reforged the Samadhi Fire and he was possessed by LBD*

Wukong: *Smiles like nothing happened*

Kai:

Kai: *Grabs Monkey King by the arms tightly*

Kai: *Death glares at Wukong* You reforged the Samadhi Fire.....?

Mk: *Thought Kai would’ve been concerned about Wukong being possessed by LBD*

Red Son: Told you he wouldn’t care about that part-

Red Maroon AU belongs to @haro0o

Hope you like it... if not then that’s okey- T3T

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nnseriku · 1 year

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Riku first kiss please?

𝗠𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗙𝗨𝗟 𝗠𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧 // [ⁿᵃⁿᵃˢᵉ ʳⁱᵏᵘ]

𝗦𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 : ʷʰᵉʳᵉ ᵗʷᵒ ʸᵒᵘⁿᵍ ˡᵒᵛᵉᵇⁱʳᵈˢ ʷᵃⁱᵗˢ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵏⁱˢˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵐᵉⁿᵗ ᵗʰᵉʸ'ʳᵉ ˡᵒⁿᵍⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳ

𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘜𝘴𝘦𝘥 ! [ʸᵒᵘ/ʸᵒᵘʳ/ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ]

𝗡𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 : ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ'ˢ ᵍᵉⁿᵈᵉʳ ⁱˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿᵉᵈ! ʳⁱᵏᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵈʳⁱᵛᵉ ⁿ ‘⁻ᶜʰᵃⁿ’ ⁱˢ ᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᵉⁿᵈᵉᵃʳᵐᵉⁿᵗ! ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ ⁿ ʳⁱᵏᵘ ⁱˢ ⁱⁿᵉˣᵖᵉʳⁱᵉⁿᶜᵉᵈ ⁱⁿ ᵈᵃᵗⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒ ᵗʰᵉʸ'ʳᵉ ᵗʷᵒ ˢʰʸ/ⁿᵉʳᵛᵒᵘˢ ᵃᵈᵘˡᵗˢ ⁱⁿ ᵃ ʳᵉˡᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢʰⁱᵖ :]

ⁿ ᵃˡˢᵒ ⁱᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵒⁿᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵐᵒᵘⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵃᵗᵗᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵍⁱᵛᵉⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᵇˡᵒᵍ ⁿ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏˢ ( ≧Д≦)

You guys had been dating for about 2-3 weeks now and still get flustered from small touches. Of course, that problem leads to no kisses initiated.

To make it worse, this is the first relationship you two have so you guys are inexperienced. Geez, how bad can this get 😹.

One of the reasons you guys haven't initiate anything more than holding hands is because you guys think it's somewhat too early. But I personally think it's an excuse because you guys are just two embarrassed adults.

Riku's having doubts because he doesn't want to make the aftermath of the kiss awkward so he wants to wait for the best moment.

You on the other hand, is thinking ‘What if it's because he thinks I'm not looking forward to it?!’ and another 100 questions that's running through your head.

So what did you guys do? Plan a date at the amusement park of course!

This time, you made sure to apply chapstick on your lips so it wouldn't look chaste. Riku was practically at the edge of his seat, his palm was sweating and his heart is beating so fast. The funny part is, you guys weren't even together at the amusement park yet!

If he was already nervous, imagine how nervous he is when you guys are finally face to face? I wouldn't blame him, this is you guy's 4th date. This time is just a little different because he wants to make sure it'll happen.

Some of the nervous feeling you guys had just melted bits by bits after getting comfortable with eachother again. He still can't deny how fast his heart is beating and neither can you!

In his head, he kept reminding himself what's the purpose of this date while sweating like crazy. Also because texting and going on a date has a different effect.

After walking around and winning a few stuff, you guys settled on going to eat. When you two sat down, you guys started having second thoughts but didn't share it with eachother.

‘What if the chapstick goes away while I'm eating?! I left it at home!’ you questions yourself in your head while your eyes avoid his. ‘Will my breath stink if I eat anything..?’ was the question he asked himself while also avoiding your gaze.

Coincidentally, you both looked up to eachother at the same time and opened you guys's mouth to speak but quickly closed it. “It's okay, you can go first” Riku chuckled, smiling at you.

“Ah.. really? Well, I'm not really hungry so I'll just take the ice lemon tea” you informed while showing the drink of your choice from the menu with a nervous smile.

“Eh, me too! I was just planning to get the plain water. You can wait here, I'll go order it for us” his smile widened as you nodded, leaving to go up to the counter.

Right after you guys were out of eachother's sight, you guys were a bundle of sweat!

You hid your warm cheeks under your palm in embarrassment while trying to calm the rapid beats of your heart. When he came back with the drinks, you guys started chatting about his schedule and so on.

To others, you guys definitely look like you're in a highschool relationship. “Young love..” is basically the only thing you can hear from the people surrounding you two while they stare at your table.

By the time you guys left the amusement park, it was already around 9PM so you guys figured it's time to go home. The car ride was somewhat quiet, the only sound providing the two of you was the radio songs.

After he parks the car near the gate of your house, he got out of the car with you and immediately stood by your side.

In his head, he was quite disappointed in himself for not being able to go with his plan but he was still happy to hangout with you. His emotions was definitely clear though.

You could tell when you glanced at him. Your eyes softened at his pursed lips that's hiding his frown. Sure, you didn't know why he was frowning but you wouldn't want to have him sad.

Since the front door wasn't that far from the car, it didn't take a while for you two to arrive in front of the door. “Thank you.. for today, Riku” your voice was barely above whisper.

Your back was facing him to hide your red face but his sad hum filled your ears. “I'll get going now. I'll text you when I get back home. Byebye, [name]-chan” Riku mumbled, his head hung low.

The male turned around to walk back to his car until you called out his name, making him turn back to you with a questioning hum. He could barely process how close you were to his face until he felt your lips press against his, your hands placed nicely on his shoulders to deepen the kiss.

It was a quick but gentle kiss that both of you thoroughly enjoyed. You smiled into the kiss before pulling away, cheeks flushed red just like his.

He couldn't say anything, his eyes just gaze into yours speechlessly. “Goodnight, Riku” you kiss his cheek before running inside your home, leaving him wordless.

Slowly, a smile winds up his lips. Red hues clouds his cheeks as his hand held his chest, feeling the rapid beats. He left with a smile on his face and also red on the face.

It's also safe to say none of you got to sleep that night, both thinking about the kiss. ;]

#idolish7 x reader #ainana #x reader #request open #please request #idolish7 #riku nanase #im tryin my best #idk if this is good #im sorry

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scrumptiousobjectcollector · 10 months

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"Kate," Castle spoke her name with such an earnest resolve, "you should really be home. Resting." He held out the cup of espresso; signature heart floating in the center.

"Then why are you offering me caffeine?" She looked up at him with a faint smile and barely present arch of her brow. Their fingers brushing momentarily, her own wrapping around the cool surface of the mug and his relinquishing their hold.

"It's decaf." Castle admitted, finding it in himself to look partially guilty underneath her gaze that hardened subtly.

"Look. Beckett," he paused to grab the box of kleenex sitting on the corner of her desk.

He was starting to recognize her tells, as much as she liked to believe she carried a good poker face. And she did for the most part. Just not when it came to this.

Castle smiled fondly, watching her battle with the inevitable before taking the tissue that was being offered. Burying her face in the soft fabric and muffling the sound of her ailment.

"Bless you." His voice was a deep soothing warmth before continuing his previous sentiment, "I know you're hellbent on finishing this paperwork... but... maybe... just hear me out-"

"-spit it out Castle." There was a bristle in Beckett's tone along with something underneath that he couldn't quite place yet.

"How's about you come home with me and take the night off. I don't even want you thinking about work. Then, after you've had some time to recharge, you can take another crack at it?" He looked at her hopeful; hands clasped together and eyebrows raised.

Beckett was silent for a moment, but there was no doubt in Castle's mind, how cloud she resist his offer? His charm.

She snatched up a few more tissues, "fine. Just try not to get on my nerves Castle?" She looked up at him, no malice in her tone, if anything she looked relieved. She looked... grateful.

#idk if this is good #is been a minute since i watch but i love these two #castle x beckett #richard castle #kate beckett

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