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Needy | jjk oneshot
♡ summary: your boyfriend often helps you set up for your weekly girls' night...what happens when he gets needy for you only 15 minutes before your girl friends arrive?
♡ pairing: boyfriend!jungkook, dom!jk.
♡ genre: smut, smut, aaaand- you guessed it- smut!
♡ warnings: pure filth, pwp, oral (f receiving), he eats her out, he fucks her from behind, overstimulation, squirting, choking, praise, begging, uh what else- spanking, dirty talk, cursing, creampie, raw sex, penetration, he's basically obsessed with her ass.
♡ WC: 3.2K.
♡ a/n: this is my first time experimenting with smut, so bear with me. please please please never hesitate to share your thoughts about my works with me, constructive criticism is very appreciated, since it helps me write better, and especially if what im writing is for you to read- it would help me to know what you think!
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you place your hands on your hips and settle your gaze on the scene before you.
at least fifty fluffy pillows are thrown all over fuzzy bean bags that occupy the whole space in the livingroom- save for the couch that sits in the middle, faced with the TV.
you're already in your silk PJs, a silk set of shorts- that are above thigh- and a shirt. drinks, beers, and shot glasses are neatly positioned on the table, along with millions of other snacks scattered all over the place.
Jungkook usually prepares the food and snacks like popcorn, chips, and natchos while you take care of the setup with the pillows, beanbags, and blankets.
it's fifty fifty.
every saturday night, jiho and yejun- your girlfriends- get dropped off at yours for a disastrous girl's night where drinks are exchanged and secrets are spilled.
in the meantime, jungkook heads out of the apartment and to his mates'- yoongi and taehyung, respectively jiho and yejun's boyfriends- for what he calls a "mature hangout" which is anything but.
you know for a fact they play video games and gossip about all three of their girlfriends.
speaking of your boyfriend, he waltzes into the living room, two bowls of popcorn stacked on top of each other in one hand and a plate of nachos in the other.
he sets them down on the table and turns to you, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you to him rather abruptly.
you squeal, laughing when he wiggles his brows at you playfully before nuzzling his nose with yours.
you wrap your hands around his neck, putting your forehead to his.
soft locks of his hair meet your fingertips in a familiar caress, used to your touch.
your nails gently stroke Jungkook's scalp as he hums in satisfaction, his eyes shutting closed as he relishes your proximity.
"thank you."
"I already told you before, you dont need to thank me, sweetheart."
"i do, though."
"but i dont even do much."
"you do more than enough."
"it's the bare minimum. i wish i could offer more."
"shut up and accept my thanks, dumbass."
he chuckles and you pull away.
seconds later, you find yourself away from Jungkook's arms and frowning at the table, leaning down to fix the placement of the bowls Jungkook had just brought in.
"Kook! You got them wrong again! i always tell you, popcorn, natchos, popco-"
you feel a sharp slap on your ass, followed by a hushed curse.
"fuck."
you straighten, your jaw almost hitting the floor.
you were leaning down wearing short shorts, not paying attention of the possibility of flashing Jungkook. Your ass must've been on full display- scratch that- it was.
turning around, you take in the intensity of his gaze.
the earlier playfulness is long gone, replaced with cloudy chocolate eyes, hooded with something you were always able to identify- lust.
"did you just-"
he pulls you by the waist, catching you by surprise, yet again.
he looks at you in a way that quite literally has you melting, but you cant deny, youve never been wetter.
you can feel your arousal through your panties, only resulting from the mini spank delivered mere seconds ago.
"you're sexy in silk." his husky voice travels over your senses and sends them into overdrive.
just when you thought the situation couldnt get any hotter, his palms trace from your waist down to your ass.
he palms the soft tissue before squeezing it, hard.
your eyes shut immediately as you bite your lip.
his hand retracts only to land on your ass shortly after, sending a jolt of pain through your being and setting you alight with pleasure.
you gasp, incapable of making any other sound.
"bend over."
"w-what- right now?!"
"dont let me repeat myself, Y/N."
"but the girls will be here in fifteen minutes!"
"fifteen minutes is more than enough for me to make you cum more than twice."
more than twice?
dont mind if i do.
the pool of heat in your lower belly grows hotter under his gaze.
this man must be insane.
"go on." he steps away, willing you to get into the position.
you comply, bending over the armrest of the couch and stabilizing yourself on your palms.
"are you sure this is a good idea-" another spark of pain, from your ass cheek aiming to your pussy.
fuck.
you're silenced by the spank, and so, you dont say anything else. you just let the man behind you do his thing. not that you mind...
you can feel his presence behind you, and you're almost begging him to touch you until he hooks his fingers into the band of your shorts and tugs them down.
"i love your ass so fucking much." ...and another spank.
his words leave you breathless. you always knew how talented jungkook was with using his mouth, and he proves you right when he moves the string of the thong you're wearing to the side. he latches his mouth onto your pussy, eliciting a loud exhale from you.
you were never the type to scream your lungs out at the lightest touch, but you're also not hard to please, either.
at first, he works with a few nibbles and sucks on your opening, groaning into your entrance approvingly. he only gets a few gasps from you in return.
his hands are planted on your ass cheeks, spreading them apart as he dives in even deeper.
he surprises you when he pulls away, making you whine in protest but before you can straighten-
"don't move." he says from between your legs. "spread your legs wider for me, baby."
holy shit, this man is going to be the absolute death of you.
you can feel your pussy clenching around nothing at the dirty words, and you grow more achingly weak by the second.
when you do spread your legs, his tongue licks at you, but from a different angle. he switched his position so his butt is sitting on the ground beneath you, his back pressed to the couch. he grabs your hips and pulls you down to him, licking up your arousal from clit to opening then back again.
"so wet. for me?"
you hum in agreement.
it's true.
all for him.
he's no longer testing the waters, taking your clit in his mouth.
he sucks on it, causing you to moan.
you shamelessly moan at the action, but then he adds a finger.
and after he adds another finger, he moans into your pussy, sending vibrations through your body and fogging up your brain.
your mind is clouded, only focusing on the man between your legs, eating your pussy out like a hungered man.
he moves his fingers, slowly at first. you relish the delicious stretch his long fingers offer, moaning in appreciation.
it starts slow, but then his pace grows faster, snatching your breath away with it.
he's still nibbling on your clit, making your head swim.
your moans grow louder when he hits a spot with his fingers, and your mouth hangs open at the sensation.
"think you can handle another finger?" he rasps beneath you.
"please." a husky, breathless plea is all you can muster in this situation.
"please what?" he demands.
he adds another finger, making you take all three at once. he rubs your clit with his thumb, and all your thoughts are thrown out the window. you simply cant think.
his hand makes harsh contact with your ass cheek in a rough slap, doing an amazing job is heightening your pleasure.
"answer the question, y/n." his tone is dark, commanding you to reply, but you simply cant.
"oh, god!" you let out a high pitched moan when he curls all three of his fingers, knowing how to push all your buttons.
he knows. he's mapped out every inch by inch of your body, so you wouldnt be surprised if he reached certain spots even you wouldnt be able to reach.
you know that because you've tested that theory for yourself.
and you were right.
the man is a god at giving mind-blowing orgasms.
"beg for it." is all he says before he goes knuckles deep into you, basically abusing your hole. but it feels too good for you to argue, not that you want to.
he latches back on to your clit, and his fingers remain unrelenting at a fast speed.
"please, please, please!" you chant in a desperate moan for a release.
"Kook!" and right then and there, your orgasm hits you like a train and you tense. the euphoria is injected into your veins, mind-numbing you.
"that's it, baby." Jungkook coaxes you through it, pulling his fingers out to replace them with his tongue. he laps up your arousal, not wasting a single drop.
"you taste divine."
you just came, but now you want more.
Jungkook stands, leaning down to get ahold of you. you were hit with such a strong orgasm that you slumped forward in the midst of it, face planting on the couch like jello.
he hugs you from behind and you arch into him, feeling his erection.
he holds your body with one hand, grabbing your jaw and turning your face to him with the other.
you plant your lips onto his own soft ones, humming in contentment.
"thank you."
"we're no where near done for you to thank me, sweetheart."
you wouldnt come out alive.
"one more wouldnt hurt, right?" you say as if you're trying to convince yourself, aiming the words at you more than him.
he laughs, a deep rumble erupting from his chest. "we'll see."
what in bloody hell is that supposed to mean?!
the hand once holding your jaw now slithered down to your neck, claiming you as his. he pushes your hair to the side, tucking his head into the crook of your neck to place a few kisses there.
he takes your shirt off, your bra going right after as you're left naked for him to play with you.
he chokes you lightly, inhaling your scent as the other hand travels down to cup your pussy.
you're left breathless, even more so when he pinches your clit.
"who does this belong to?" he rasps into your ear, the sound so sexy it sends jolts of arousal through your spine, pooling down to wet slick between your legs.
"you." you mumble under your breath.
he slaps your pussy and you moan, arching your back and grinding back onto him.
"louder."
"you!" you desperately grind on his hand, only for a bit of friction.
"that's right." he snuggles into your shoulder, hand still on your neck as the other teases your entrance. "good girl."
your hands are clutching onto the arm rest for dear life, growing weak. your schest in heaving, and you might explode from all the hormones you're feeling right now.
Jungkook lets go of you, and you hear sounds of clothes shuffling which makes you look over your shoulder to meet his eyes just as he's unbuckling his belt, shirt off, chains on.
you're salivating.
"like what you see?"
he knows he's hot. smug bastard.
you only spread your legs wider as a response, putting your wet entrance on full display only for him to see.
you see him curse under his breath before he crosses the distance between you in a few strides, grabbing you by the neck to kiss you.
his tongue delves into your mouth, roaming, exploring, and dominating all it wants.
again, not that you mind.
seeing no reason in dragging this out any longer, the head of jungkook's cock nudges against your entrance, having you weak at the knees.
you moan into his mouth and he smiles into the kiss, always loving how responsive you are to his actions.
he pins one of his hands down on your hips, keeping you in place as he holds his cock with the other.
he guides it to your pussy, gliding it up and down your slick, causing your knees to waves everytime he nudges it with your clit.
"you ready for me?"
"please." is not even a coherent answer to his question, and he knows that because he chuckles at your neediness.
it started out with him convincing you to fuck him because of his neediness, and here you are now, begging for his cock.
he enters you with just the tip, testing the waters at first.
this isnt the first time you've had sex with jungkook. it's just that he needs to give you time every time because you just never got used to his size.
hes just so fucking big.
he enters you with another inch, then one after another until he bottoms out.
he groans at your warmth and your mouth hangs open at both the sound and the stretch.
"so fucking tight. all for me."
"all for you." you dont recognize your voice. all out of breath and high pitched, but jungkook loves it. he loves to hear you moan and writhe beneath him.
he stays there for a couple of seconds, letting you accommodate to his length.
he leans forward to take your tits in his hand, rolling the pebbled peaks between his thumb and index which makes your breath hitch. he toys with your breasts, kissing your shoulder from behind as he begins to move.
"mmm, fuck." is all he says before he moves his hips, gently. he knows when to be rough when it comes to sex, which causes him to speed up when all you do is breathe loudly.
it's like he has it as his mission to make you moan for him. for his ego.
and you do, because one minute, jungkook is being all lovey-dovey and slow with you, and the other, his hips are snapping into your at an incredibly high speed.
he leans back and grabs you by the hips, only to ball your hair into his fist and tug on it harshly. your hands are back on the armrest, desperately holding on.
he's fucking you relentlessly, groaning deeply at your tightness when you clench harder around him.
his groans are answered with high moans and pleas, and Jungkook speaks, his voice so full of restraint.
"look in front of you, y/n." and that's when you realize that you can see your reflection in the window.
you can see how Jungkook is manhandling you and take you from behind, and that does nothing but push you even closer to your climax.
"Jungkook!"
"can you see it?" he rasps out breathlessly. "can you see how well you take my cock, baby?"
"fuck!" there goes the second orgasm.
"cum for me." it barrels down on you and weighs you down even more than the first, tiring you out.
Jungkook's hand leaves your hair and grabs you by the neck, pulling you even more back to him and arching your back.
that position is the only thing keeping you from slumping forward and face planting onto the couch.
Jungkook thrusts just once, causing you to whimper out of overstimulation.
"i cant. i'm sorry, Jungkook. maybe you can fuck my mouth instead-"
"you did well."
"huh?"
"but you can do better."
hell no you cant-
he rubs your clit, still buried ball's deep inside of you.
the clit stimulation makes you relax a little bit, and maybe you can try.
"okay." you muster out a small confirmation which he gladly takes, except this time, he's anything but gentle.
Jungkook goes faster than he did before, ramming into you from behind but still rubbing your clit.
he squeezes your throat and leaves you little to no space to breathe, then loosens his hold after a couple of seconds.
he fucks you so hard you see stars, sounds of skin slapping against each other filling the room. his balls slap against your pussy, and it just feels divine.
your ass must be red by now, and you just cant breathe.
and then, you're hit with a sensation like never before. you cant see, cant breathe, cant hear, cant speak. a throaty scream snatches out of your throat and this orgasm is like none of the ones you've experienced before.
"you can take it." fuck fuck fuck fuck.
"fuck, kook!"
"yeah, baby? you like the way i fuck you so hard you forget your name?"
"thank you, thank you, thank you-" you're screaming, helpless. he's rubbing your clit, fucking you animalistically, tugging on your hair, and you can see it all in the reflection. you can feel his love for you.
the overstimulation doesnt make you uncomfortable, it makes you breathless.
he slaps your ass and smiles at the handprint.
shortly after, Jungkook curses under his breath and cums, "take it all." he thrusts into you through his orgasm, and when he's done, he pulls out and admires the masterpiece he created.
his cum mixed with yours oozes out of your pussy, and he plays with it, getting the mess all over his fingers.
you turn around just in time to see him suck his fingers clean, maintaining eye contact as he moans in satisfaction.
instead of feeling embarrassed, you step closer to him and kiss him. you both smile into it as you can taste yourself and him on his tongue, which feels amazing.
it feels euphoric.
you pull away, slightly cringing at the slick wetness you feel all over your thighs, which makes you confused.
"did i pee or something?" you say, perplexed, as you look at jungkook, which snorts in response.
"no, baby, you squirted." he gestures to his own lower abdomen, signaling the mess you made all over him. "you did it all over me, too. it was hot as hell."
you've never squirted before.
thats enough proof that he really did go all out this time.
wow.
when you look to the ground, seemingly embarrassed about it, he hooks his finger under your chin and makes you look up to meet his eyes.
"nothing to be embarrassed about, sweetheart." his eyes alone speak volumes. the man loves you more than himself.
"just proof that i fucked you well." he wiggles his brows, making you laugh.
you hug him in response, but then you remember...
"oh my god! the girls! i totally forgot!" you go to take a step forward, but wobble and almost fall instead.
jungkook immediately grabs you by the waist, stablizing you and pulling you to him.
"easy there, you're gonna hurt yourself." he says smugly, knowing he's the reason that's got you so sore.
"i should probably call them and make sure-"
"i already texted yejun saying you had a fever and cant get up from bed." he says a little too quickly.
he did what?
"you did what?!" youre so puzzled right now. "but why?"
"do you think i'm gonna leave you here after literally ruining you just to hangout with my mates?" he raises his brows, a frown tugging them together when he pins you down with a hard stare.
"plus, you need to shower, and you cant do that alone-" he smiles, his bunny teeth showing. "you need me to help." he wiggles his brows yet again, and you catch onto the implication a little too quickly.
there's no way you're surviving a second round in the shower...
right?!
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౨ৎ DELICATE
“sometimes i wonder, when you sleep are you ever dreaming of me? sometimes when I look into your eyes, i pretend you're mine all the damn time” - taylor swift (smau)
contains: charlie bushnell x fem!reader who is best friends with taylor swift and stars in the music video of getaway car (taylor’s version)
description: how are we feeling about the tortured poets department??!?!!!??? have i already ordered the vinyl and cd? yes. btw, the link to join my taglist is in my pinned post
requested by: it wont let me tag who requested arggh!
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yn.ln my reputations never been worse so, u must like me for me 😉
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user1 i know gal did not just say a reputation reference in the prime of reputation tv speculations as a friend of taylor swift
iamcharliebushnell a delicate reference i see
↳ yn.ln i’ve taught u well
user2 GUYS I CANT THE FIRST PIC WHERE DO I FIND A MAN LIKE THIS
↳ yn.ln idk i found him in the streets, guess it was a lucky pick 🤷♀️
user3 taylor swift liked!!!!! I think we r getting rep tv
↳ user4 no i dont think so bc i reckon it would be super secretive like they wouldnt just have her friend say it for her you know what i mean
↳ user3 let a girl dream 💔
dior.n.goodjohn u guys are so cute it makes me sick to my stomach and want to vomit
↳ leahsavajeffries i second that
↳ iamcharliebushnell so is this a compliment..? orr
user5 i LOVE how wherever one percy jackson cast member goes EVERYONE else follows
↳ dior.n.goodjohn u assume im here for charlie? yn is my bae 😘
↳ yn.ln love ya 😘
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user6 THE SHOES OMG?!
user7 can we talk ab charlie in the last pic omg
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taylorswift its been a long time coming…
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user1 WHAT OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD
selenagomez so proud of u girl 🐍
user2 SET OFF THE ALARMS OMGOMGOMG
yn.ln TAYLOR ILY
haimtheband OH YES
user3 WHY IS YN TAGGED IN THIS OH MY GOD WHATS HAPPENING
user4 READY FOR IT TV IS REAL
blakelively 🖤🖤🖤
user5 THE PHOTOS OMG THIS IS INSANE
sabrinacarpenter YOU GO TAYLOR
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user6 do u guys reckon yn will be in a delicate mv??
↳ user7 babe theres already a delicate mv
teddysphotos cant wait!!
user8 the hole for kanye west has just dug so much deeper
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user1 nothing good starts in a getaway car!!
user2 this is everything i imagined and more
user3 YN IN IT?!!
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user5 this is too iconic i fear
user6 yn winning at life
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user1 taylor swift and yn ln in a reputation music video together is my roman empire
iamcharliebushnell did u, did u just happen to forget to tell me u were in this mv? 😊😊
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user3 gal took the memo and embodied it
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ME ME FIRST IM FIRST PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE ALASTOR X FEM READER WHO LIKE A HOUSEWIFE IN THE HOTEL AND TAKES CARE OF NIFTTY AND CHARLE AS IF THEY WERE HER AND ALASTOR CHILDREN
A/N: You my friend, caught my attention first because of such an adorable response. So ask and ye shall receive! Here's hoping I do Alastor justice.
(This is an adorable request btw)
Pairing: Alastor x Fem! Reader
Tw: None! Just pure fluff!
Word count: 745
The Hazbin Bunch
Ever since you came to the Habin Hotel, it felt like everyone was a little family. You were an older demon, having died back in the forties. So you have been in hell for quite some time.
When you first saw the TV commercial you wanted to see what it was all about. Especially since you heard that your old friend Alastor was involved. You haven’t seen him in years. Seven to be exact. And to know that he was back sent butterflies in your stomach. You never told him, but you always harbored feelings for the eccentric radio host. You never had the guts to tell him though since you feared messing up your friendship.
Little did you know, he had feelings for you as well. Alastor was already intrigued with you when you first met. Just the way you carried yourself and treated others. It was also a plus that you hated that infernal TV just as he did. Plus, you were a great conversationalist and probably the only one who could keep up with him when you had the time to dance.
Soon enough, Charlie, Vaggie, Husk, Angel Dust, Nifty, and even Sir Pentious became family to you. Almost as if they were your children.
“Nifty my dear, if you truly want to kill those little bugs I suggest you swing your knife in a diagonal direction instead of a perpendicular. That way, they have less of a chance to escape.” You told the little red-headed cyclops girl as she chased around a few stray roaches.
Nifty paused briefly and looked up at you from your seat at the bar. “Ooh! That’s a great idea! Less chance for them to escape hehe.” She giggled creepily and then started back on her roach hunt.
You shook your head and smiled fondly at the girl. Then turning back to Husk you regarded him with a warm smile. “Well, since I’m here I mine as well indulge in a small drink. What do you have in mind for me today Husk? I do so love the different drinks you concoct. If you worked at a bar back in my days on Earth, you’d be regarded as an artist.”
Husk chuckled as he started up your drink. “Weren’t you alive durin’ prohibition times though?”
You just waved your hand nonchalantly. “Ah, semantics. Besides, you know what they say. Nothing fun ever comes from following the rules.”
“How right you are Cher! Why if people followed the rules, things would be so terribly boring.” Alastor said as he popped out from seemingly nowhere.
Husk handed you your drink and you smiled as you took a sip. “Oh, hello Al. How was the radio show today?”
Alastor’s eyes lit up and his smile shone brightly. Most people would find it off-putting but you personally loved it. “It went splendidly, my dear! Thank you for asking.”
You were about to say something more, but then Charlie came down the main stairs drawing your attention. “Charlie, my dear! How are you, sweetie? Do you feel any better since the latest meeting with that infernal angel? Ad-what’s his name? The first man, I guess?”
Charlie met your gaze and smiled. “I’m doing a little bit better (y/n), thanks. But you don’t have to worry so much. That meeting was a month ago!’
You just chuckle. “That may be so, but I can tell how stressed you’ve been hun.”
Angel Dust clicks his tongue as he takes a seat beside you. “You know toots, sometimes it seems like you're the mom of this place with how ya act.” He then glanced at Alastor who unbeknownst to you was gazing fondly at you. “An if you're the mother of this joint, that’d make ol smiles here the dad.”
“Haha! You know, that doesn’t sound too bad Ma Cherie. I’d consider myself lucky to be assumed to be your husband.” Alastor said as he put a hand on your shoulder.
Instead of commenting, you could only blush furiously. Feeling the heat crawl all the way up to your ears, you tried your best to compose yourself and hide your growing smile behind your glass. Almost hoping that Alastor didn’t catch how much his comment made your long-dead heart soar. But he was no fool, he could see that beautiful smile of yours even as you tried to hide it behind the crystalline glass.
Perhaps you truly were like a little family after all.
Hope you enjoyed the story my friend! I gotta say, this was an adorable request. I had a lot of fun with it!
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Alastor x Reader: A Cane is a Useful Tool
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This is my first smut attempt please be nice. ;-;
Looking up at the disheveled hotel you walk in defeated. Hell has been well, simply hell. Walking around aimlessly lacking a purpose. Simply what are you supposed to achieve in hell, well you thought until you saw an ad on TV about a “rehabilitation” hotel. Giving up you decided why the fuck not. As you enter the doors you see a blonde demon staring at you in delight. You attempt to back away but your hand was rightfully grabbed by her’s.
“Hello! I'm Charlie and welcome to the Hazbin Hotel where we help demons like you! Now this is Angel Dust…” She says pointing at a spider-like creature hanging over a bar trying to seduce..? The bartender. “Then there next to Angel Dust is Husk.” She said,
Husk grumbled “Blah blah welcome to the hazbin hotel and what fucking not.”
“Oh oh this is Vaggie!” Charlie continues to go on now holding the other girl's hands.
“Hello! Welcome to the Hazbin Hotel!” She attempts to say enthusiastically although her nervous tones take over.
Charlie, still with a big smile, points to the last demon in the room. “Then this is Alastor! Er the radio demon..”
He snaps his neck and turns around with a massive grin.
“Hello there, a pleasure to meet you darling.” He says in a voice that sounds of radio static.
Overwhelmed and uncomfortable you start to back out of the doors until a small demon with one eye appeared out of nowhere.
“No no no, you are filthy time to clean you up!” She says forcefully grabbing you with mighty strength.
Alastor appears to your side “This is Niffty, little sweetie Niffty.”
“Let's go, let's go get you all cleaned.” The small demon says pushing you.
“What the fuck, Im not filthy you little...” You trail off snickering.
“Come on now sugar tits don't be such a downer.” Angel dust says chugging a bottle of booze.
Alastor now is standing at the door preventing you from leaving, starting to what all you can describe is glitch?
“Now darling, I'm quite bored and we haven't had a visitor in a while. Stay a while.” He says pushing you with his cane making you stumble forward.
Succumbing to the overwhelming personalities in the room you slump at the bar. Planting your head on the table you mumble. “Hey uh Husky or something... pour me a drink…”
Alastor comes and sits next to you at the empty seat. “Husk my boy a glass of whiskey!”
“Yeah whatever…” Husk grumbles.
The radio demon continues on “Now come on dear you're never fully dressed without a smile.”
Tilting your head to the side you look at the man with glaring red eyes.
“Huh well aren't you something…” You scoff. The man cracks his head into a tilt with a loud crack grinning. He lets out a loud laugh then drinks a sip of his whisky. Charlie comes up behind you rubbing your back kindly.
“Hey don't worry, we are here to help! We’ll make you a whole new demon!” Charlie continued on with her happy monologue.
“Thanks... I guess. I got no place better to go and this is a free stay, so why the fuck not.” You say with a half assed smile.
“Yay a new resident!” Charlie says with stars in her eyes.
“Perchance, where will I be staying…” You trail off looking around at the slightly disheveled inside.
“Follow me this way!” Charlie continues gleefully to say as she grabs your hand and is once again dragging you. Vaggie follows along well Angel dust sits next to Alastor bending over the bar flirting with Husk. Thinking to yourself you relize your in for a fucking shit show, but whats the worst that can happen.
“Here is your room!” Charlie says opening the door. The room is so dusty and obviously uninhabited for some time.
Bashfully Charlie says “Well um, it needs a little cleaning but don't worry we have Niffty!”
“Filthy filthy FILTHY!” The little demon says.
Alastor appears out of the shadows. “My oh my what a terrible condition.”
Niffty wastes no time getting started, in record speed it's all clean.
“Your turn your turn filthy demon.” Niffty goes on saying with an aggressive tone.
“Nope nope, I'm done for the day. Thank you and good day.” You say slamming the door on everyone, sliding down the door. Mumbling to yourself putting your head in your hands “oh god oh god what was I thinking...” Out of the corner of your eye you notice red eyes in the shadows with a big sharp grin. “Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck” you say wide eyed with fear staring in the darkness. The radio demon comes into view now standing in the faint light with his cane.”
“Well hello my dear aren't you just an entertaining mess.” He says once again with a snap of his neck.
You stay in silence standing up pressed against the door. He sleuths in the darkness now in front of you.
“Now now why don't you show me an entertaining time. My boredom has grown and I need… A good show you could say.” Alastor says with his static voice slightly more distorted with a sinister look in his eyes.
He takes his cane holding it in both hands now pressing it against your neck making you choke slightly.
“So my dear, give me a show to remember.” He says as his grin grows.
Once again you are stuck in silence but have to admit the radio demon is fairly attractive. His lengthy body and striking red hair. The monocle on his face resting on the cheeks of his malicious grin.
“I’ll take your silence and pink cheeks as a bashful yes.” He now says more excitedly.
Your hands now gripping the cane that's held to your neck not strong enough to push away he grins one last time now giving you a rough kiss unsurprising to you with the aggression. Now losing his grip on the cane you push back not breaking the kiss forcing him to fall on the bed.
“Oh my dear how hilarious of you to think you can overcome me.”
You glare at his cocky face when he flips you on your stomach. He pulls down your pants revealing your underwear as he then sets his cane next to him. Setting his hand on your head he smashes your face in the bed slightly smothering you. With your pants down and face in the bed unable to see you feel a slap on your ass. It doesn't feel like a hand.. But his cane?! Thinking to yourself you go on to think about how this demon sure does love his cane. I wonder what else he could possibly use it for… Feeling your ass get raw from each smack your moans increase well you grip the duvet on the bed. Letting go of your head you jerk it up. The stealthy man has his cane against your throat once again, this time a bit harder causing you to gasp. Your head spins, what the fuck. WHAT THE FUCK! You scream in your head, why can't you speak. Where is Charlie, Vaggie, even fucking Angel Dust?! The cane is released from your neck and brings you back into the moment gasping for breath trying to catch it.
“Alastor.. You..” You choke out softly.
Leaning over you he cups one hand around your face turning your head slightly enough to feel a tinge of a stretch. Stabling himself with his other hand at his side he leans to your ear. For a moment all you hear is static.
“Oh what a good show you are putting on. Might I say a temporary cure to my boredom.”
For some reason you blush harder. Feeling your panties begin to drip. Dammit you didn't realize how horny this got you. He removed the cup hand around your face now gliding his hands down your back till it reached your butt. He pulls your panties down making you release a sound of embarrassment and shock. You didn't take such a powerful demon like him to be so... Horny. He slips his fingers into your wet crotch. Planting your face back into the bed as the pleasure takes over your body, his fingers begin to move. He curls them up just right to hit the perfect angle. Alastor lets out a chuckle as your body tightens. He pulls his fingers out and you can hear him licking them.
“What such a unique taste for a demon, a satisfying quench for my thirst you could say.”
With your face still buried in the bed and your hearing amplified, the sound of a zipper being undone rings in your ears. Before you have time to process you feel something hard rubbing against your wet slit. Oh god you haven't felt this good in so long, maybe this place really is your salvation. The tip of his dick slips in you. A muffled gasp escapes your mouth. He keeps pulling it in and out just teasing you with his tip.
You lift your head up “More.. please.. I promise.. To put on.. A show to re-remember.” you mumble.
“Of course my dear as long as a wonderful performance is done!” He snickers and grins.
Finally shoving his cock in you all the way you moan, hoping it wasn't too loud to be heard through the door. He grabs your hips, digging his hands into your sides thrusting. For some reason his static groans drive you to slam your body on his dick. He lets out a deep groan, almost monstrous one could say. He pulls out once again teasing your wet pussy.
“My my what is the point of a show if you cant see the expressions that define the emotions!” Alastor says well you hear a crack of his neck. He grabs your wrist and turns you on your back.
“Darling it's a pleasure to see that face again.” He says with a unique seductive tone.
His hand wraps around your neck. Damn this guy loves to have you in his grip. He straddles you with his knee and slips back into you. Never once does his cocky grin leave his face. It's terrifying yet somehow exhilarating. A smile creeps upon your face, giving the overlord a mimicking look. He burst into laughter, not stopping from giving you pleasure. You grab the wrist of the hand that's choking you. You dig your nails into him as you feel your body succumb to ecstasy.
“F-Fuck!” You gasp well, widening your eyes. A new expression crosses his face, one of satisfaction you could say.
“What a mighty good show darling. I’ll have to come by again when I'm feeling bored.” He says gripping your throat harder as he cums in you, static ringing in your ears. The demon pulls out zipping up his pants brushing himself off as if he had dust on his clothing. He sticks his hand out well and his cane snaps into its rightful place. He bows and opens the door ready to exit.
“Farewell darling.” He says, closing the door behind him as he leaves.
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any chance you could write a blurb about lessi and her new short hair? like she comes home from the hairdresser and is a bit unhappy bc her hair was so damaged so she didn’t get to have it bleached and had to cute quite a bit off? but reader literally goes feral at the sight
new style II a.russo
“is that you less?” you called out from the living room, eyes glued to the tv as you heard the front door open and close with a gentle thud. “no it’s an intruder with keys.” your girlfriend chuckled, dumping her bag on the counter and making her way over.
you mocked her and pulled a face before the taller girl collapsed beside you on the lounge, kissing your cheek hello and sighing heavily.
“that was a big one baby, what’s the matter with you then?” you turned your body to face her, the girl kitted out in a matching grey nike tracksuit, hood pulled firmly over her head casting shadows across her defined features.
“long day, im over it.” alessia groaned, laying down more and draping her arms over her face. you moved to climb on top of her and grabbed her hands, wrenching them away from her face as the striker looked up at you with a pout.
“whats happened love?” you smiled softly, her arms moving to wrap around your back as you lent down and pecked her lips a few times. “kiss me properly and maybe i’ll tell you.” the girl perked up, puckering her lips expectantly.
you playfully rolled your eyes but none the less gave into her wishes, dipping down and pressing your mouth back to hers. you couldn’t help but to smile into the kiss, forever relishing in the ever comforting feeling of such close intimacy with your blonde lover.
though as your hands flew to her cheeks, intending to tangle them in her hair as you always did, things became a little out of sorts.
your girlfriend grabbed at your wrists, gently tugging your hands away and placing them on her hips instead, her own then wrapping around the back of your neck to deepen the kiss, her tongue teasingly tracing your bottom lip.
things heating up you withheld a moan and out of instinct your hands flew back up to tangle in her hair but once again alessia grabbed them before they could, placing them once more on her hips.
“okay. what’s up with you?” you pulled away with a slight pop and sat back up, legs straddling either side of the taller girls torso as you frowned down at her with concern.
“nothing, c’mere.” the blonde ordered needily, fists balling at your hoodie and trying to pull your mouth to meet hers again as you shook your head.
“you’re being weird.” you accused, eyes narrowed at her out of character behavior until the penny dropped. “you had your hair appointment today.” you remembered and all it took was the split second of panic that flashed across your girlfriends face for you to know you’d guessed correctly.
“what happened? show me.” you tried to reach down and tug off her hood but she swatted away your hands. “alessia! show me your hair.” you ordered again with an amused smile as the older girl shook her head, grabbing your hands and firmly holding them by your sides.
"what did you do shave it all off? babe i won't care what it looks like. show me!" you laughed, wriggling on top of her as the blonde groaned. "fine!" she huffed and you squealed as she pushed you off of her, sinking back into the lounge as she sat up.
"they couldn't bleach it because it's apparently too damaged. so then they said they'd give it a trim and maybe they could do just some foils for my roots so i agreed." alessia started to explain as you nodded along, resting your head against the back of the lounge.
"but then i didn't realise how much they would trim off, and then they still said it was too damaged so i should just let the roots keep coming out so it strengthens my natural hair." you hummed to show you were listening, eyes attentively following along as her hand grabbed at her hood.
"so then once i saw how short it was i sort of freaked out, paid and bolted." alessia admitted, biting down on her bottom lip and slipping her hood down, your eyes widening as she did.
"so much for a trim! she cut like five inches off i'm definitely not going back there." the blonde huffed, crossing her arms over her chest as you took her in.
her now much shorter hair was still damp and hung to her shoulders, her brunette roots prominent against the fading bleached tips and as she ran her hand through it, pushing it to one side of her hair you felt your chest heave.
"is it bad? you're literally never this quiet so it must be bad." alessia moaned, moving to try and yank her hood back up as you scrambled to stop her, practically tackling her back down onto the sofa. "not bad, definitely not bad." you promised, gently carting your hands through her shorter locks with wide eyes.
"you like it." alessia realized, lips curling into a smile at the look in your eyes which she recognized instantly. "i really do." you exhaled, alessias smile turning into a smirk as she pushed herself up to rest on her elbows.
"oh don't get cocky about it babe that's a turn off." you shook your head with a grimace, lying through your teeth. "please, you love it." your girlfriend scoffed knowingly and you faked a sigh, rolling your eyes. quickly flipping your positions alessia now hovered over you, her mouth teasingly brushing against your own.
"baby if i knew you'd like it this much i'd have cut it myself."
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Joey B Imagines: Honeymoon*
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summary: you had given birth to your beautiful baby girl just under a year before you and joe got married. to make the honeymoon something to look even more forward to, you decided to wait till then to have sex for the first time since giving birth.
warnings: smut
pairing: joe burrow x reader
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(y/n’s pov)
joe was getting antsy, that's for sure.
it was honeymoon night and he was excited for what was about to happen next.
he was standing behind me, holding our leftovers in his hands as i tried to use the key to open.
i felt him shift behind me. he was looking over my shoulder. im guessing trying to figure out what was taking so long.
"here give me the key." - joe
"no. it's okay, i got it." - you
"give me the key." - joes voice grew stern. he wasn't offering, he was demanding
he handed me the leftovers from the restaurant we had just left as i gave him the key.
joe got the door open and quickly walked in, he moved out of the way so i could follow him and then he closed and locked the door behind me.
i walked over to the fridge and put the food up, knowing joe was watching me.
"baby.. can we go to bed?" - joe
"yeah lemme shower first." - you looked at him innocently, playing dumb
"that's not what i- you know what never mind. i'll be waiting for you in here, okay?" - joe
"okay joey." - you
i left joe alone and walked into the master suite, in all honesty i wasn't about to shower. i was gonna use this time to get ready for what usually leads to a shower.
i turned the water on to be safe, i didn't want him to hear me opening my suitcase up.
unzipping my bag, i dug to the bottom and grabbed the lace black lingerie that had been hiding.
slipping it on, i felt so confident in it but i definitely still had my doubts.
after that i re-curled some pieces of my hair that had fallen.
for the next 10 minutes i just sat in the bathroom scrolling through my phone, not exactly stalling but also trying to kill some time.
i wanted to make sure sam was asleep so i called my best friend, alexa.
"are you and joe not fucking right now?" - alexa
"oh my god, no. i'm in the bathroom alone." - you
"okay.. what's up?" - alexa
"i just wanted to talk, we really haven’t talked since the wedding yesterday." - you
“uhm.. okay?” - alexa
"so like how've you been?" - you
"y/n.. what are you stalling for?" - alexa
"i'm not stalling!" - you
"you just got very defensive, why are you hiding in the bathroom?" - alexa
"okay so.. im literally in the bathroom wearing lingerie stalling because i'm scared" - you
"of what?!" - alexa
"what if joe doesn't like how i look.. my body has changed a lot after having the baby and i'm scared he's not gonna find me attractive anymore." - you
"y/n burrow. you're speaking nonsense." - alexa
"i- i'm just scared" - you
"you really think joe isn't gonna like how you look? you know he's obsessed with you, i'm sure he's already tried to make moves on you today. no way he'd pass up the chance of joining the mile high club with you on your way there." - alexa
"okay yeah he has been making moves, but i'm still worried!" - you
"don't overthink it. are you just going to walk up to him in it?" - alexa
"uh no, i was thinking about putting something over it. i brought one of his jerseys, but i could also use one of the robes here" - you
"no use the jersey, i'm gonna go now. good look, babe!" - alexa
"thanks.." - you
she hung up and i let out a loud sigh.
i turned the water off and quietly slipped into the bedroom, making my way over to my suitcase and unzipping it.
grabbing the jersey i ran my hand over the letters on the back. it was something about seeing my new last name on the back.
i put it on and smoothed it out as i took a deep breath and started down the hallway.
when i got to the end of the hallway i saw joe sitting on the couch shirtless. the tv was on but he wasn't watching it, when i looked over his shoulder i saw that he was looking at the wedding pictures that we had just received.
i put my hands over his eyes, he jumped slightly but he quickly realized it was just me.
"guess who?" - you
"uhhh... i have no idea. is that you coach??" - joe
i laughed slightly before taking my hands off and walking in front of him.
"holy shit." - joes eyes scanned your body
he dropped his phone next to him, making it known that his full attention was on me.
"you like what ya see?" - you did a slow spin
after i did my spin and i was facing him again, seeing the look in his eyes made my stomach drop.
"fuck yeah." - joe
i moved forward and straddled him.
wrapping my arms around his neck as his arms snaked around my waist, i let my lips fall to his.
"you're all mine." - joe mumbled into the kiss
his hands migrated to my hips as he started moving me back and forth, grinding me against him.
still grinding against him, his lips left mine as his kisses wandered down to my neck, there were definitely going to be visible marks.
as he was sucking on my neck i let out a moan and grabbed onto his hair causing him to grip my hips.
"no matter how good you look in my jersey, i need to get it off of ya." - joe
he bunched up some of the fabric and looked up at me, wanting me to either tell him to continue or to stop.
"please joe." - you
"please what baby?" - joe grinned dirtily
"take it off me." - you gripped his biceps
joe pulled the jersey over my head and threw it to the side. when he saw the lingerie i had hidden underneath his eyes darkened to a shade id never seen before.
"fucking hell, you're so beautiful." - joe groaned
"i- i was scared you wouldn't like it." - you
joe’s whole body tensed up and it felt like the whole world stopped, please tell me i didn't just ruin this moment.
"what?" - joe
"i don't know, i'm sorry for saying anything.. it's just that my body has changed since having the baby and i was worried you wouldn't be attracted to how i looked in the lingerie." - you
"baby.. are you being for real? i mean this in the most serious way possible but you know you turn me into a horny teenager." - joe
i laughed slightly before i started rubbing his arms.
"again i'm sorry for even saying anything, i was just a little self conscious." - you
"you're safe with me babe... do you want me to keep going?" - joe
"oh yes of course... i need you." - you
"that's it, can you get up for a sec" - joe
i nodded and stood up from sitting on him. he too stood up and pulled his shorts down, his impressive length flinging free.
"no boxers?" - you grinned
"it's our honeymoon, thought i'd have them off more often then on so what's the point of wearing ‘em." - joe smirked
"you're so hot." - you stared at him open mouthed
"i know, gorgeous c’mere." - joe
he sat down on the couch and grabbed the underside of my thighs, pulling me to him.
joe gently put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down onto the floor.
once on my knees, he didn't even have to tell me what to do. this position was all too familiar.
joe let his eyes close as he felt my hand wrap around him, his head falling back as he let out a groan when the movements increased.
when my lips wrapped around his tip he dropped one of his hands from the couch and let it find my hair, he wrapped my hair around his hand controlling the depth and pace.
"i don't think you understand.. how fucking good this feels." - joe moaned
i used my hand to continue the movements on his base.
endless groans, moans, and curses flew out of his mouth. thank god there is no one else staying anywhere close to us.
i noticed his breathing quicken as his hands started guiding me with more strength.
"your mouth y/n, holy shit!" - joe moaned
he came not much longer after that. he let go of my hair and leaned forward, pulling me into a kiss.
"get up here with me. it's your turn" - joe breathed out
i suddenly became very nervous, sure i was excited to be brought pleasure and i was glad it was from joe... but i was just so nervous.
when he noticed i hadn't moved from my position below him joe opened his eyes and leaned up.
"you okay? you're safe with me baby." - joe
"i- i know, and uh i'm okay." - you
"are you just a little nervous?" - joe
i nodded and he reached out for my hand, lifting me up to stand.
"that's okay, it's the first time since you gave birth. you know i won't hurt ya, and if i do something that makes you uncomfortable tell me to stop immediately okay?" - joe
"okay.. thank you." - you
"you don't have to thank me." - joe
i stood up from my kneeling position and sat down next to him.
"i love you." - you kissed him
"love you too babe, now what am i gonna do with you?" - joe smirked
joe turned me to where i was laying flat on my back against the couch.
he gently parted my legs and started placing kisses on the inside of my thighs.
"don't tease, burrow" - you
"be patient, burrow" - joe looked up at me with a grin
good lord... this man.
joe moved the fabric aside as he connected his lips to my core, i was seeing stars.
"fuck joe!" - you moaned
i could literally feel him smile against me.
his mouth was literal magic, and it wasn't long till i was practically screaming his name.
the smug look on his face was evident.
he knew the effect he had on me and it turned him on extremely.
looking down and seeing his already hard again and throbbing dick more than ready to be inside of me was exciting.
"i think you're more than ready for me." - joe
"joey." - you whined
"yeah baby? what is it?" - joe
i moaned in response, unable to form words as i watched him slowly pump himself.
"i need your dick in me, please joe." - you
"i forgot how needy you are." - joe
"shut up and fuck me." - you
"don't gotta tell me twice." - joe
he got on top of me, his hands on either side of my head holding himself up.
i wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down to me, our lips engaging in a filthy kiss as he entered me.
"oh my god- fuck." - joe
we were too busy moaning into each others mouths to kiss.
his thrusts were fast and hard, but i needed more.
"joey." - you moan
"yeah?" - joe breathed out
"harder." - you
"your wish is my command, mama." - joe
his hips met mine with heavy hard thrusts.
i was slowly moving farther up on the couch because of him literally pounding into me.
"damn it!" - joe groaned
with joe on top i could see his facial expression's, those that only showed how good he was feeling.
multiple thrusts later i could feel that unmistakable feeling in my stomach.
"joey, im close." - you gripped his biceps
he acted fast, his already ferocious pace speeding up as i moaned louder and louder.
"that's it baby, just let go." - joe groaned
that and a few more thrusts had me coming apart underneath him.
but the thing is, joe hadn't finished yet.
"babe." - your breathy voice rang out
"yeah?" - joe
"turn us." - you
"baby, you don't have too-" - joe
"i said turn us." - you
joe grabbed me and turned us around with ease, his back was now against the couch and i was on top.
in all honesty i didn't have the energy to ride him, but i wasn't about to let him walk away from this without finishing.
slowly, i started moving on his length. taking every glorious inch of him and then pulling off.
joes neck was rolling in every which way as his nose and eyes were scrunched.
"fuck, baby." - joe moaned
he had his hands on my hips to help guide me at the speed he wanted.
"i'm about to cum, y/n." - joe
i grabbed the back of neck and pulled him up to me, his lips attacking mine.
joe let out a guttural sound into the kiss as i felt him let go inside of me.
i got off of him and dropped next to him onto the couch. joe immediately pulled me to him and rubbed my naked back.
"that was amazing.." - joe
"mhm." - you mumbled against his chest
"i know you already showered, but we should go wash up." - joe
"i never showered." - you giggled as you traced the ridges in his abs
"okay well now you can come take a bath with me. i saw that huge tub in there so i know this is about to be relaxing.” - joe
he stood up and grabbed my hand, pulling me up.
i stumbled a bit, my legs were still wobbly from what we had just done but joe guided me to the bathroom.
he lowered in first and then i did, my back against his chest as i sat between his legs.
"i love you so much baby, i'm so happy you're my wife." - joe rubbed your shoulders
"i love you too, hubby." - you
we both giggled at the nickname before he kissed my forehead.
i've never felt so loved.
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authors note: why are imagines so much more fun to write than stories?
hope you enjoyed it!! ❤️❤️
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Hii love congrats on 200 followers I was wondering if I could request a spider man Ethan Landry x female reader where he takes care of his drunk girlfriend
Thank you, love 🕸🕷that means so much to me!! I hope you enjoy this 🌼
Drunk Love
Summary: Spiderman! Ethan takes care of his drunk girlfriend. || m.list
Word count: 1.8k
Warning: Fluff! little angst swearing, drinking, throwing up mentions of NSFW 🫶
update: college is kicking my ass, but break is going to be here soon!!!
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ALSO NEW THEME!!!
It was girls' night which meant drunk confessions and dumb middle school games in the living room of the Carpenter sisters' apartment.
As much as the boys thought it was unfair getting thrown out, they planned to have their own fun night, which was sitting in their apartment living room yelling at a flat screen tv over the video game of the hour.
Everyone at this point had found out Ethan your boyfriend was Spiderman, he told them about a year into taking on the role, when he had told them Mindy had stood up shouting "YES! you owe me twenty bucks Chad" everyone had laughed about it and seemed not surprised.
Months had passed and everyone got used to the disappearances of Ethan, but for you it was hard. You always missed him, you felt like you never saw him. Between classes and working, your schedule never matched with his. The occasional nights where he'd slip in through your window would be a treat, but it was never enough.
It was already passed midnight, the drinks were getting stronger, and the music was getting louder.
"Alright y/n we all answered now it's your turn! Where's the weirdest place you've had sex." Mindy stood in the doorway of the kitchen with a bottle of vodka and grape juice in her hand. Everyone was giggling at the question as your face was blushing.
You looked up acting like you were thinking of it, Sam and Tara were sitting on the couch trying to guess places, Anika was making some snacking and drinks with Mindy.
Setting your drink on the coffee table you laughed to yourself finally landing on a place, it weirdest and it's definitely not a normal place. "Ethan wanted to take me on a date around the city, but Spiderman style. So, we went swinging around and then at some point he made this web between some random buildings, and we could look at the stars and well you know one thing led to another."
Tara, and Sam's mouth hung open, "no fucking way you had sex in the middle of the sky on a fucking spider web!!" Everyone's eyes were wide open looking at you as if you told them your darkest secret.
"I mean it's not that bad, its honestly really comfortable plus Ethan he-"Mindy's voice cut you off as she came back into the room with drinks, Anika followed holding the snacks.
"No, we don't need to hear anything about Ethan, I can't look at him other than the shy nerdy boy" you laughed and kept the rest to yourself.
After a good hour or so Tara was knocked out, Mindy and Anika were going to walk back to their place and Sam was going to head to Danny's place across the street. Your mind was racing, and your body felt so hot and warm.
Your mind had thought about Ethan, your heart ached so much at the thought of not seeing him right now. Pulling out your phone you thought about texting him.
The boys had taken a little bit of a break from the game to talk, Chad wanted to talk about how things were going with Tara when ethan felt his phone buzz. Grabbing it from the counter he read a message from you.
pretty girl <3
'baby i miss youu so muh! like i wantto see you!'
'oh i think im just druk'
'your withchad illl leaave you alone'
'im srry'
'i love you baby haha bug boy i miss you'
He smiled looking at the messages, he thought it was cute anytime you were drunk. If you weren't together you would spam his phone in love notes, it was his favorite thing.
bugg boy 🕷
'my love are you okay?'
'Do you want me to come get you? I don't mind!'
'Baby you don't have to bee sorry, you know I love these messages!!'
'Pretty girl, I'm heading over!'
Chad had been fine with Ethan leaving, that had also given him a reason to see his girlfriend. Taking Ethan's car they drove to the girls' apartment, they didn't worry about knocking since it was their second home.
Walking in Chad could see Tara curled up in the couch chair, Ethan's landed on you. You were laying down on your stomach face buried into the couch half hanging off. Chad walked to Tara talking to her softly, he got her up and guided her to her room.
Ethan sat on the ground next to the couch, his hand softly rubbing your back. "My love, I'm here. How are you feeling?" You felt the warmth of his hand through your shirt, the sound of his voice so low and soft made your heart flip.
You raised your head slightly already smiling, "bug boy, my bug boy" You pushed yourself off of the couch making the rest of your body slide into his lap. "ugh I missed you" he chuckled as he felt you shove your face in his neck.
"How drunk are you?" you giggled at his question, something about it seemed funny. Ethan pushed his body up so he could take a look at you.
You laid in his lap with your eyes half closed, "you're so beautiful. Like yes, you're hot but like also so beautiful, with your curly fluffy hair oohh and your freckles- your freckles are so pretty and your eyes- godd I'm so in love with you" Your arms wrapped around his waist, your face buried in his chest under his jacket a little.
His face burning red with your confession. "My love as much as I love hearing you say you love me; we need to get you to bed. Let's get you home-"
"Your bed. I want your bed, it smells like you, and if you aren't there when I wake up at least I have your sheets that have your smell" You nodded to yourself as you thought out loud, Ethan wasn't meant to hear that, but You couldn't control what you were saying right now.
"Fine, we will go to my place." Your face lit up at the agreement. He helped you stand up only for you to tumble, "Okay, hold on." he turned around, so his back was facing your chest. "Can you jump up?"
He squatted down more, so it wasn't such a big jump. Your hands rested loosely on his shoulders. You jumped as much as you could, and his hands grabbed the back of your thigh, pulling you up. He jumped himself a little so you could get on his back comfortably.
He checked on Chad and Tara and saw they were good and then made his way back to the car. You were half asleep on his back, mumbling little things to yourself. "Bug boy is my boyfriend, I love bug boy, how am I moving?"
He laughed at your little comments. You're going to have a rough morning tomorrow. He made it back to the car and placed you on the passenger side, leaning in. He was trying to buckle you in, but you grabbed his face, pulling him to you. Your lips met his, and he could taste the cheap liquor. "Mmm, I love being able to do that." Your words were slurred, but he could understand you.
After a solid thirty minutes, you reached Ethan's apartment. He carried you in and set you on the corner of his bed, running to the kitchen he got water, and as he turned to the sink, he felt his spider tingles go off. The next thing he heard was you saying "oh oh" he ran back to the room to see you stumbling into the bathroom. Making it just in time to the toilet he grabbed your hair as you felt all the alcohol make its way back up.
"Its okay baby let it out" he felt bad he couldn't do more to help you, he hated seeing you like this.
His hand ran up and down your back, as you sat there for a few more minutes. "I'm fine, I swear, Ethan I'm good" your voice was echoing from the inside of the bowl.
"Do you need to throw up anymore?" his voice was soft and filled with concern.
You shook your head, leaning up from the toilet. he grabbed your wrist taking a hair tie from you. Pulling your hair back he made a sloppy bun.
Picking you up he sat you on the lid edge of the tub, resting your back on the wall you watched him. He flushed the toilet and cleaned around it with the mess you made and seeing him clean just made something in you sad.
"Oh god Ethan I'm so sorry- I'm sorry I made a mess on your-" before you could finish, he reached over cupping your face.
"Hey, hey, look at me it's okay. I don't mind, it's a little bit of puck but who cares. I'm here to take care of you, okay. Don't be sorry, any excuse to take care of my love I will do anything" he kissed the top of your head. Your face was even more flushed from his words.
"I need to brush my teeth and take my makeup off" you tried to get up but felt Ethan's webs stick to your wrist.
"No. Sit down. I will do it" his voice was stern yet loving.
He turned around with a makeup wipe remover already in hand, kneeling down he grabbed your face pulling it down to look at him. The coldness of the wipe made you gasp but then hum, the feeling of his hand on your face made you lean into his touch.
You looked at him, seeing the moles you love so much scattered over his face. The brown eyes you fell in love with, then your eyes landed on a scar on his right eyebrow. Your lips formed into a frown as you reached out and touched it.
Ethan took notice as your face was full of sadness. "what's wrong pretty girl?"
"I don't like you going out at nighttime fighting, I don't want you to go out one night and not return. I miss you." He saw the tears in your eyes build up.
He didn't know how to answer at first, his hand still resting on your face while the other hand wiped your makeup. "I'm sorry, pretty girl. I didn't realize you felt like this. How about we talk about this more in the morning."
Your eyes were getting heavy as each minute passed, mindlessly nodding your head already forgetting the conversation. Ethan then helped you somewhat brush your teeth and get to bed, where a glass of water sat waiting for you on the nightstand.
Chugging half of it you climbed into bed smiling, "mmmh smells like my boyfriend" you grabbed his pillows burying your face in them. Ethan couldn't help but laugh at your actions.
He followed you into his bed, lying next to you, his arms wrapped around you pulling you closer. Your face buried into his neck as you moved to get comfortable. "I have the best boyfriend, ha-ha, spiider-man, my bug boy" he felt you lightly kissing his neck before sleep fully took over your body.
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could you write abby as a power bottom and the reader as a service top? i would gratefully pass away because my need for her to suffocate me between her thighs is greater than my will to live
oh my god yes i 100% can😵💫😵💫
a/n: thank u anon, im so sorry this took so long to answer, and i also have no idea if i even wrote this right, i'm not too familiar with the power bottom x service top trope so😭😭 def not my best work..
cw: oral (a receiving), pet names, grinding, ass groping? thats ab it i believe
you, who just wanted to relax for the day after being out on patrol for the entirety of the past two days and abby who had made it apparent she had other plans when she came home from her own.
watching tv on the couch when you heard your front door open, and who else would it have been other than abby walking through into your shared house.
"hey abs, how was patrol?" you start, slowly walking up to her and embracing her in a warm hug. "shit." she sighs into your back, "wanted to just take a hammer and bash everyone's fucking faces in." "god babe, aggressive much?" you giggle back.
"i guess so" she shrugs, snaking her hands behind you and rubs your back, slowly going down to grab at your ass with both of her hands.
"abby!" you squeal and she gives your ass a slap, before looking back at you with a smirk. "what?" she questions like nothing happened, and she starts kissing your neck and biting at the skin of your earlobe and goes
"seein' you between my thighs would make me feel better though."
so that's how you ended up here, with abbys naked form underneath you, her breaths ragged and uneven as you trail back and forth up her body, kissing her everywhere you could. sliding your hands to her hips and squeezing hard enough to leave purple bruised marks.
"c'mere," she says as she pulls you up from your spot on her chest to press her lips against yours, your tongues dancing in sync with each other like they were meant to be. the kisses are so messy, the clashing of your teeth and spit mixing made you desperate with want, that want being her, and making her feel good.
"wannna ride your tongue, 's that okay baby?" she asks and without a beat you're nodding and already making your way back down her body, reaching her heat in no time. taking your hands and spreading her thighs apart, you delve into her cunt, taking everything she has for yourself. her moans and especially her touches as she grabs fistfuls of your hair, pulling you impossibly closer into her to grind into your mouth.
"sh-shit, atta girl, stick your tongue out f'me."
You do as your told, and she uses her hands that had previously took purchase in your hair to ride your tongue, your gaze meeting hers and at the eye contact you feel a rush of slick drip out from her cunt in which you immediately swallow mercilessly.
"harder, shit, fuck me with your tongue harder." she continues and you follow her lead, licking into her sopping hole and rubbing your nose just perfect against her clit, and she lets out the loudest moans you've ever heard come out of her.
she whines as you back away for a second to pull her clitoral hood up- exposing her sensitive puffy bud to your relentless nose. and you start rubbing back and forth all over again. shes grinding even harder up into you now, finally chasing her high and getting the right amount of friction she needed from you.
"shit, like this baby? does this feel good?" you go and she groans again, with a "yes, yes oh-fuck, 'm gonna cum soon-" and her words with her moans combined make you so needy that you start grinding against the duvet beneath you. you just can't help yourself, her moans are so pretty and making her feel good turns you on so much you cant take it anymore.
"fuck, are you getting yourself off from between- shit- between my legs?" she questions and you just mumble nonsense against her cunt in response, the vibrations going up and through her causing her to let out a strangled moan.
"yeah, that's it, get yourself off between my thighs, wanna cum with you baby."
Yeah, you could live between this womans thighs forever.
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Cigarette Tension [Michael De Santa]
You and Michael De Santa; you're friends with Tracey De Santa, and she brings you home one day when Amanda and Jimmy are out.
Moodboard made by @lilthbunny
Sort of a self insert fic cause I'm down bad for this man. (And as gender neutral as I could make it lol)
Could be suggestive. -18 be warned; Addiction to smoking is referenced.
Your perspective.
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Tracey pulled up in the driveway, and I stared wide-eyed at her house. It was a mansion, let alone one with a pool and a tennis court of all things! She got out of the car and my jaw was slack. "Y/N c'mon! Fame Or Shame is gonna start sooonnn!" She wiggled a bit as I brought myself out of my trance and stepped out of the car.
I had become friends with Tracey De Santa recently after accidentally bumping into her when I was shopping. We apologized after a while, but at first, she was telling me off, annoying me with 'what's your excuse?!' And 'im from money you know?! Daddy can kill you instantly!' I rolled my eyes a bit before picking up her stuff.
"lemme pay you back."
"This was $100..?" She asked, staring at the broken perfume bottle on the ground.
"Okay? I have $200 to spend still." She just smiled and I took her back into the perfume shop.
A few weeks later, and more asks later, I was finally stood by her front door. "I think Jimmy and Mom are out. Daddy's being lazy still in the living room." She grinned. I chuckled in response and walked in with her. "Daddy! My friend Y/N is here."
I followed the chirpy girl into the living room. It was magnificent, and much more than my small apartment. But the man sitting on the sofa took my attention. He was in his 50s at least. Chubby... but attractive. He looked over with a drink of whiskey in one hand.
We made eye contact immediately, and it was like I was captured by him, even though I was just looking into his eyes. I couldn't let my thoughts run wild here, I just couldn't. No one said anything, but Tracey could tell I was staring. "Y/N. Eugh. I'll be in my room sorting this shopping out. Be right back."
I sort of mumbled an okay and leaned against a wall awkwardly. Michael went back to the TV. "you can come and sit down."
"oh I'm okay, thank you though."
As soon as I said that, the man stood up. He turned off the TV, and quietly went outside, holding out a cigarette box behind him. I stared hungrily at the box while it disappeared. The debate and war in my head were eventually won, and I nonchalantly joined him outside. "You smell like you smoke inside."
"You smell like an addict."
"And look at that, you lured me out here." I felt so confident now. My own guess was the cigarette between my fingers, and the lighter I was about to light for the both of us.
We made eye contact again as the cigarettes were lit and we took our breaths.
Tracey clearly was busy sorting out my own shopping compared to hers. I bought barely any expensive things, but it seemed she got everything that was expensive. "How did you meet my angel then?" The word 'angel' came out like sarcasm, but I felt the love within it.
"I broke her perfume by accident when we bumped into each other. I decided I was nice that day, and bought her a new one." Michael raised an eyebrow, side-eyeing me for a second. I fidgeted around a bit as we took our time to smoke.
A few minutes went by before he stomped his cigarette out, I wanted to take my time. I already fucked up my cigarette sobriety, why not enjoy it? Michael's eyes found mine again. A war was happening in my brain again. He was attractive, for a 50-something-year-old. But god he was married! With two kids my age, a bit younger. Clearly.
I was finishing my cigarette up, and I stomped it out soon after. He stood in front of me barely blocking the bright sun. "Michael."
"I can tell..."
"Tell what?"
He placed a kiss on my cheek, then my neck. I was confused and turned away. "You got it figured out.", Michael winked at me, then headed back inside.
I was standing there, against a wall, in my friend's backyard, questioning why her dad just kissed me after a cigarette. He smelled vintage. Old cologne, worn-out suits, and the cigarettes.
When I figured he was back to watching TV or something, I walked in awkwardly. The man was distracted with making a bowl of chips in the kitchen. After taking a deep breath, I headed up the stairs and found Tracey's room right in front of the stairs. She was sleeping. I wasn't sure for how long, but she was asleep. The other door, I assumed was Jimmy's by the sign on it. "Welp, fuck Fame or Shame I guess," I muttered, grabbing my own bags, that held my shopping.
"Why don't you stay for the evening? You're nice. And you seem like a good friend to my girl." Michael said suddenly. The tension I felt last time had come back.
"oh no, I really couldn't. I have all this, and I wanna get it all home quickly." I stuttered out, feeling embarrassed for no reason. I barely knew these people! Why was this middle-aged man so attractive and why did I have to make friends with his daughter!? It seemed like the war in my brain never stopped. My nerves calmed when I was on my own. Or I was drinking. So many things calmed me, but staying the night wasn't one of them.
"No seriously. C'mon. I'm ordering Chinese food tonight. D'you like Chinese food?" Michael just smiled and patted the seat next to him. The TV was playing some sort of old film. A noir film.
As I sat down next to him, awkwardly, I nodded. "I get takeaway a lot."
"oh?"
"I'm not incredibly well off, but I got 400 from my aunt recently. So, I paid my rent for a few months, and y'know. Met Tracey-." My mouth blabbered. I waffled a lot before Michael cut me off.
"You're staying then?"
"Mhm."
"Good! I'm sure Amanda will take to you." His eyes stuck to the movie. It was intimate. I leaned my chin on my knees while attempting to watch the movie too.
Time passed. Movies and shows went by. We ate, and drank, and he had one last cigarette. I wasn't sure where Amanda and Jimmy were, and Tracey was a deep sleeper. "Where is everyone?"
"Jimmy'll come back soon. And Amanda probably found somewhere else to sleep."
"That... sounds bad." My tone was slightly guilty. Not like I had done anything anyway, but it was 4 p.m. at this point, and no one had come back to Michael's place.
"My relationship is fucked. Might as well keep it up."
"What happened? If you don't mind talking about it.."
"I fucked another stripper. She decided her tennis coach was the best person to go to after. Because of course, she did. In my own house, on my own bed. Of all fucking places."
Michael kept going about their relationship, but I could tell he was leaving some details out. Like he couldn't tell me every part of the story. When he stopped and looked over at me, I held his hand softly. He used his hands a lot clearly. Rugged, short, dirty nails. My thumb softly rubbed over his thumb. Empathy wasn't my strong suit, but I could try. The man's eyes softened for once and placed the same hand on my thigh.
I was feeling something. But I was so, distracted by looking at him, I couldn't tell what he wanted. Whatever it was, I didn't know if I should give it to him. The concentration on my face became obvious, and he backed down a bit, moving his hand away. "You didn't..have to.." I whispered, inching closer to him and his alcoholic breath. He kept his silence and went back to the position we were in a few seconds ago. It was like a clock was ticking. A time bomb about to explode.
This was lust. Not love. I didn't want to be known as the one who fucked my best friend's dad. Not particularly. But, he held me captive when I stared at him. Why was he fucking me with his eyes? That look I didn't see often, I knew it. All he did was hold onto my waist as I faced him, sitting on my knees. I didn't know what I wanted. I didn't know who was around. All I knew was that I just wanted him. For some fucked reason. Daddy issues I guess.
His hair was a bit messed up after being inside all day. The red shirt, the baggy trousers. His hands. His eyes, and his 5 o'clock shadow that was still there at 7pm. Everything about this feeling was fucked. Everything. But god he was so handsome. At any moment, his wife could come through the door, or his son, or Tracey could wake up, and kick me out of the house for being weird with her dad. My eyes screamed nervousness apparently.
"We'll be okay."
He kissed me gently, and he held me gently. This felt insane. What was I doing?! Kissing a married man!? While I kissed him back, my thoughts were like a race track. Where did I drop off my shopping? Nothing sounded like it broke, but maybe something did. "Are you alright?" Michael rested his hand on the side of my face, looking concerned.
"You're distracted."
"I suppose so."
"Nothing matters right now. Calm yourself."
We were entangled in each other again. I sat on his lap, straddling him. He held the small of my back. I gripped his shoulders. Our breaths mixed when we pulled away from each other. The TV was still playing noir movies. It didn't distract him, thank god.
"WHAT THE FUCK!?"
oh. shit.
I went wide-eyed and got off Michael immediately, my embarrassment now noticeable. Tracey stared shocked at her dad as I hurried behind her, grabbed my stuff and headed for the door.
"Y/N!"
"Tracey, angel.. listen."
"DAD! I can't fucking believe you! You're worse than Mom sometimes, Jesus!"
She stomped out into the backyard, so I took this opportunity to move away and go home. Thankfully, Michael didn't follow. Not until I got out the gate anyway. He stopped the car next to me and stared apologetically at me. "Just let me drive you home,"
Awkwardness filled the car, my bags in the back, and I was sitting in the passenger seat, looking out of the window. I refused to look anywhere but the window. I just couldn't look over to him. The man driving me home. The man who I was making out with a few minutes ago. Clouds went past quickly, and the bags were the only noise coming from inside the car.
The drive almost killed me inside it was so long. But we got there, eventually. Taking a deep breath, I just opened the door quickly, grabbed my stuff and closed the car door behind me.
He lingered.
"Don't linger, Michael..." I mumbled. The car window was open, and I knew he wanted to say something. My front door opened, my foot entered the hallway, and I didn't decide to look back. He stood there, by my front door. "I'm home now. Thanks.."
"I know. I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize, it's my fault." I kept walking away, into the living room, but because he was in the doorway, I couldn't close it.
"Alright. But you know you can come back."
"I think Tracey's opinion of me has drastically changed. I doubt it." My mutters continued. I acted uninterested and bored. But I wasn't mad at him, not really.
"Just...come back soon okay?" The door shut. Finally. My chest felt less heavy now, so I almost slid my way into the kitchen.
A creak.
Not my footsteps. They couldn't be.
"Michael please.."
"I don't think anyone will realise."
We just stood there, staring at each other. "How about a smoke?"
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The only tag today: @beetleblunt
#gta 5#GTA V#michael de santa#michael de santa x reader#gta fanfiction#im such a simp#Michael de Santa x you#fluff#x reader fluff#suggestive#gta#grand theft auto v#might make a part 2#big Michael simp help
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Here you go babe🫶 @chrisslut25
Believe us now?
Matt Sturniolo x Chris Sturniolo x reader
Summary: read the suggestion
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“Uhrg i look so fat.” I say in a low voice to myself starring at my starved body in the mirror. “What babe?” Matt asked walking past the bedroom. “Oh nothing, don’t worry about it” I say with a slight panic in my voice.
Me, Matt and Chris have been dating for 2 years. They’re always super supportive and I know that they love me. But constantly being judge by their fans for not being pretty enough for them makes me so insecure.
So last year I developed a bad ED. I’m not sure if Matt and Chris have noticed. They haven’t said anything. But I don’t know if I can handle being in a relationship anymore. It’s too much.
Me, Matt and Chris are in the living room watching tv. My head is laying in Chris’ lap and my legs are on Matt’s lap. Suddenly my stomach growled loudly. I haven’t eaten all day. “Are you hungry babe?” Matt asks. “We can go to Burger King if you’d like” Chris suggest.
I instantly get up to stand in front of they boys and yell “NO. IM NOT FUCKING HUNGRY! SHUT UP AND LEAVE ME ALONE” Tears are running down my cheeks. Matt and Chris look at me in chock not understanding what just happened. “Babe what’s wrong?” Matt asks. “Fuck off” I say and walk away to the bathroom.
As I’m standing in front of the mirror I look at myself and say “fuck… I can’t do this anymore. I need to break up with them.
After a few minutes of calming down I decide to go down to the boys and end it with Them.
“Hey babe. Do you wanna explain why you got so upset?” Matt asks with worried eyes. “I can’t. I just… We need to break up. I can’t do this anymore” I say not looking in their eyes. They didn’t say a word. So I just took my stuff and walked out of the door.
I couldn’t stop thinking about it for the next following days. Was it wrong? Should I just have told them the truth? I don’t know. Im so confused about everything.
I decided to go back to their house and explain everything. That’s what they deserve. And after I all I do love them.
I knock on their door and Matt comes to open. “Hey…” he says looking very sad. I can’t help but hug him. He hugs me back and lays his chin on my head. “I’m so sorry. I owe you guys an explanation”. I say with my face buried in his chest. “That would be nice” he answered.
We walk into the living room where Nick and Chris is watching tv. “Nick could we get a moment alone?” Matt asks and Nick immediately leaves the room.
“Hey y/n” Chris says. “Hi…” I say. “Can we sit down for a second? I want to explain myself.” I say. “Sure” they both answer as we all sit down.
“So, for the past year I have had a really hard time dealing with your fans judging my appearance and telling me that I don’t deserve you guys. So I decided to loose some weight. And I guess that the whole weight loss thing kinda took over. And now I barely eat anything anymore. Because I want to me pretty enough for you. And the other day i just broke down. It all got too much for me and I didn’t know how to communicate about it.” I say as tears start running down my cheeks.
“Y/n. We love you unconditionally no matter what. To us you are the most amazing, beautiful and fantastic girl in the world. And no fans could ever change our minds about that.” Matt says putting his hand on my thigh. “100%. You are perfect just they way you are” Chris says.
I look at them in relief. That was all I needed to hear. “Prove it” I say. “Yeah?” Chris asks smirking at me.
Chris reaches in to kiss me. “Lay down on you back” he demands. I do as he says and lay down on the couch. Matt crawl down to reach my clothes pussy and Chris goes up to my mouth. Matt starts playing with the waistband of my jeans and then pulls them off along with my underwear. “So pretty” he mumbles.
Chris sits himself on my stomach facing me. He starts unbuckling his pants and slides them down his thighs revealing his long hard cock. He puts his hand to my mouth and says “spit”. I obey and spit in his palm. He covers his cock in my spit and gives it a couple strokes.
He then crawls closer to my me and slaps his dick on my face. “Open up” he demands and so I do. He places it on my tongue and I get to work. I lick his tip and sucks on it before he starts fucking my mouth. Tears are running as I’m chocking on his big dick.
Suddenly my body twitches as I feel Matt’s warm wet tongue grace my clit. I can’t moan cause of Chris’ dick filling my mouth. Matt starts eating me out and it feels so good damn good.
“Ooohhh my god babe. Feel so good when I fuck your mouth” Chris exclaims. He is grabbing my head to get a better grip. “I can’t wait to cum down your throat.”
I feel a knot growing in my lower stomach. Matt slips two fingers inside my pussy and starts curling them, hitting my g-spot with every thrust.
Only whines and whimpers can escape my mouth and I feel myself cumming all over Matt’s mouth and fingers. He doesn’t pull away. He just keeps going. And with Chris sitting on my arms and can’t reach down to make him stop. I just have to take it.
“Fuck babe. Fuuuucckkkk I’m c-cumming” Chris says as his cum is shooting down my throat. He thrusts a few more times before pulling out allowing me to swallow his cum.
He graces my lips with his thumb. “Such a good girl” he says. Matt finally pulls away from my pussy and gets up. Chris stands up as well and puts on his pants.
After getting overstimulated I can’t move. My body just lays flat on the couch. They look at me. “Do you believe us now?” Matt asks. I look at them and nod. “Good” Chris says. Matt finds a blanket and puts it over me and Chris lifts my head to sit beneath it. Matt lifts my legs, sits on the couch and put them on his lap. I fall asleep instantly. I guess they really do love me.
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Hey babes. This was very different from what I usually write. Let me know if you enjoyed it🫶
And remember. If you have any issues with food you can always reach out to me. You are beautiful just the way you are ❤️❤️❤️
#sturniolo triplets#matt sturniolo#chris sturniolo#matt sturniolo x reader#male whimpering#smut#fanfic#chris sturniolo x reader#hot as fuck
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「ᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴠᴀᴛᴀʀ ᴛᴇᴇɴꜱ (ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴀᴜ)」
title for those that use a screen reader:
Dates with the Avatar Teens (Modern AU)
bit of context: this is when you both are dating in highschool so everyones like 17-18
— courtesy of lorre-verie (thats me)
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note: for some reason (at least on my screen) the images appear wonky and not in line, so if that happens to u im so sorry idk how to fix it 😭
𝐍𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌
I feel like you guys could go on a couple different dates depending on what you like. His favourite kind of dates would be anything including outdoor physical activity, swimming on the beach, (indoor) rock climbing, bungee jumping, mini road trips (would have his license) even just a simple walk along the forest. If you aren’t as adventurous as him but are still willing to try it out just cause he likes it, he would be so appreciative of you and you guys would have literally so much fun. Other dates are simply watching tv shows together, going to fun 3d picture museums, shopping at the mall. He’s also willing to try anything you want to try and go to any place you want to visit. He's literally perfect i love him so much but he's dead so
𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈
i don’t feel like she’s the type of person to want to go on dates specifically (she wouldn't label it as a date), but you guys hang out often at each other’s places and that's enough for her personally, but in case you do want to go out somewhere special she probably will agree. if it was up to her she’d take you to her favourite river or a lake and you guys could sit on the pier and just talk about life, doubling over with laughter whenever either of you cracks a funny joke. that’s her type of date. but again she's up for anything else as long as its with you <3 would definitely take you to her favourite thrift shop and you guys could get cute matching couple outfits. In case you guys go anywhere picturesque she’s the BEST photographer, knows all the angles and all the poses, super still hands when she takes the photos and none of them are ever less than flawless.
𝐋𝐎'𝐀𝐊
you guys would definitely go to the movies (works there part time and uses his worker privileges to get free popcorn and drinks), arcade, skateboarding park, roller skate park, literally anything and everything fun. also enjoys staying in and laying in bed together just scrolling on tiktok (and making tiktoks with each other). during these dates he would take photos of you and post it on his secret instagram account titled mypookiey/n that kiri, teyam, aonung, rotxo and you follow (reya not included cause I feel like if he didn’t like tsireya romantically he’d be kinda shy to talk to her since she’s like the popular girl and he considers himself an outcast). you guys record music covers together and he loves editing them cause he loves hearing your voice (gets so giddy inside, totally has a shy small smile on his face when u sing he's so cute AGHHHH)
𝐀𝐎'𝐍𝐔𝐍𝐆
amusement park dates WOOO you’d both have so much fun. riding roller coasters, playing the mini games, going into the photo booths, buying cotton candy, couple selfies on the ferris wheel, never a dull moment with this guy. If he sees a giant teddy bear as a prize for a minigame he would get you it in one try. often invites you to be front row at his basketball games and in case you’re interested in learning he would not hesitate to teach you the best he could (would also mock you for not being as good as him). He holds your hand everywhere (in case ur not good with PDA he wouldn’t but i think we can all agree his love language is physical touch so….would be a very hard time for him). In case you’re struggling with maths he would definitely tutor you, you could kinda consider that a date??? I guess????
𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐗𝐎
cafe, library, studying dates. that and also you both go to the mall together. He’s very funny and can make a joke out of anything, any “boring” date he can turn right around. Since he’s good with his words definitely tries to embarrass you in public by reading out a poem dedicated to you that he made on the spot, earning a smack on the back of the head from you. He also does this thing where he takes you to check out the toy sections in shops and you both make fun of the price together because what the hell why is a little pony plushie like 25 bucks?? he also loves taking couple photos together
𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐘𝐀
you guys eat together, go to cute cafes, picnics in the park, also enjoy laying in bed and scrolling through tik tok together. window shopping is a must, always tries out cute outfits and asks you for your opinion on them, and also fixes together pieces for you to wear. you guys do cute ass stuff like interlocking pinkies and then taking photos of said pinkies and posting it on your stories. dog cafes, cat cafes, and bird cafes are also great. also loves doing sleepovers, always insists on sleeping in a sleeping bag no matter if a bed is available or not because it's part of the fun. she will also do your skincare with or without you asking.
Literally guess who i had the easiest time writing for is and who i struggled with the most bet u cant get it right. i just wanted 2 post this just because im feeling guilty as hell cause it's been a week and there's minimal progress on the neteyam series…we’re getting there i promise guys. reblogs and comments are most appreciated, it lets me know whether the content im putting out is actually good or not 😭
In case u’re interested u can check out my masterlist for more stuff like this (literally only one other modern au thing but i do have other fics) tysm and have a gorgeous day!
#avatar way of water#sully family#avatar the way of water#avatar fanfiction#avatar#avatar x reader#neteyam#Sully#neteyam sully#tsireya#lo’ak#neteyam x reader#kiri sully#ao'nung#loak sully#avatar 2022#avatar 2009#neteyam x you#neteyam x y/n#avatar 2#atwow#james cameron avatar#avatar twow#avatar x y/n#avatar x gn reader#loak#lo'ak#neteyam fluff#neteyam sully x reader#modern jc avatar au
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New years kiss
Synopsis: Victor nikiforov throws a New Year’s party, and your friend Yuri plisetsky is having girl problems.
WC: 1.8k
“Alright what do we think about..this one!” I say as I spin around, holding a dress by the hanger in front of my body.
“Hmmm..I don’t know..maybe try that silver one behind you” Mila advises.
Today was the day of victors party, and this being my first year in the senior division, it was my first time being invited.
“You know that the party really isn’t all that right? It’s just a bunch of drunk people playing cards against humanity and dancing” she adds as you turn around to put the dress back.
“I know but it’s my first time going and I don’t wanna look lame” I reply, the sound of clashing hangers echoing in my closet.
“Orrr is the real reason you wanna look good because Yuris gonna be there” Mila teased.
“Ughh are you kidding me he’s gonna be there too!” I say as I whip my head around to look back at her.
“Well yea it’s for all the seniors sooo” she adds.
I groan and turn around to reveal the dress.
“How does it look?” I ask.
“It looks perfect….for Yuri” she laughs.
“Cmon Mila you know how I feel about him! He’s arrogant and rude and I do not like him” I scold, my cheeks burning red in embarrassment.
“Yea I’m sure you feel veeeery stronglyyy about him” Mila adds as she continues laughing.
“Ugh I hate you” I say as I roll my eyes.
“Love you too!” She winks.
“So are we going with this one?” I ask with a huff.
“Yup!”
“Mila are you sure I look ok?” I say as I walk out of the bathroom.
I had on the silver dress we picked out earlier, and a matching pair of heels. My hair was pulled back and my makeup was done with iridescent eyeshadow and pounds of glitter.
“You look gorgeous, don’t worry” Mila says as she tosses on a fur coat.
“Now cmon, we’re gonna be late” she adds, opening the door.
I grab a black coat off the rack and follow her out of the door.
The air was freezing when we stepped outside, I shivered as Mila unlocked the car. I climbed into the passengers seat turned on the heater.
“I’m kinda nervous” I blurt out as we started moving.
“Whaaat? Don’t be, I’m sure Yuri will dance with you” she jokes.
“Cmon Mila im behind serious, I hate him” I say, unamused.
“You say that but then whenever the two of you are together you’re all buddy buddy” she adds, pulling up to a stop sign.
“Ugh you are so annoying” I reply, rolling my eyes.
“But in all seriousness there’s nothing to be nervous about, like I said it’s just a bunch of drunk people doing weird shit” Mila says with a laugh.
“Yea I guess you’re right” I add as I pull out my phone.
Around 20 minutes later Mila and I arrived at Victors house.
“Hey you guys made it!” He says, opening the door with a glass of champagne in his hand.
Me and Mila step Inside and she is immediately pulled aside by georgi, who is obviously drunk, complaining about his ex.
“Mila she posted on her instagram, she got a new boyfriend…hic…I’m going to go beat him up…” he slurs.
“Ok yea let’s not do that..” she says, grabbing a red plastic cup out of his hand.
“Um I’ll be right back I’m gonna go handle this..” Mila adds, looking back at me.
“Mila please don’t leave me I have no idea what I’m doing” I say awkwardly.
“You’ll be fine, I’ll be gone for like a few minutes” she replied.
“Let’s go Georgi” she adds, placing a hand in his shoulder.
She leads him into the kitchen and then completely out of my sight.
I decide to walk down the hallway and into victors living room.
The live countdown was on the TV and Victor, Chris, Yuuri, and Pitchit were all sitting on the couch playing cards against humanity.
Leo, Seung-Gil, and Guang-Hong were all standing in the corner loudly talking.
I leaned against the wall and huffed.
I was friends with none of the people here and the only person I knew was currently handling drunk Georgi.
I scan the room until I see Yuri standing against the opposing wall, talking to one of the girls in my division.
She was twirling her dark brown hair and she bitting her lip as she talked to him.
It infuriated me.
I waited until she left to go talk to him.
“Who’s that” I say, leaning on the wall next to Yuri.
He jumps at the sound of my voice.
“None of your business” he says, looking away from me.
“Jeez what’s your problem” I add.
He took a sip from whatever was in his plastic cup.
“Are you drinking??” I say in shock.
“No it’s water dipshit” he says as rudely as ever.
I scoff and roll my eyes.
“So again why were you talking to that girl” I persist.
“Since when do you care who I talk to?” He adds.
“Since now” I reply.
He lets out a loud sigh.
“She’s some girl from the US, she just came up to me and started talking” he says, taking another swig of water.
“She seems pretty into you” I reply with a twinge of jealousy.
“Well I’m not really that into her, she’s weird I don’t know why she keeps coming up to me” he adds.
“Oh shit I think she’s coming back” he says in a panic.
“Uhh we can go in the basement?i think I saw the door next to the stairs” I quickly suggest.
“Yea whatever just get me away from her”
I take a firm grasp on his hand and lead him down the hall to a white door.
I open it up and flick on the light.
Me and Yuri walked over to a corner and sat down on the carpet.
“I swear if I get caught in another conversation with her I think I might jump off the roof” he says dramatically.
I roll my eyes and laugh at his childish antics.
I never really got to have a good look at what Yuri was wearing. His hair was down and he was wearing a black button down and black dress pants.
As I examined his body I felt my face start heating up.
“Are you ok?” He asks.
“Oh yea I’m fine it’s just uh hot in here” I reply, embarrassed.
“So why did you decide to come?” I ask.
“I was bored, and Mila kept pestering me until I said yes” he said with an annoyed tone.
“She did the same to me, she asked me literally every day until I said yes” I laugh.
He lets out a slight laugh.
I open my phone to check the time and it’s roughly 11:50.
“Shit we gotta go back up” I say.
“No please I don’t wanna talk to that weirdo anymore” he whines.
“Just uh..say I’m your girlfriend” I blurt out.
His face flushes red.
“A-are you sure?” He stutters out.
“I mean it’ll for sure keep her away” I say awkwardly, realizing what I had just said.
“I guess it’s worth a shot”
I grabbed his hand again and we climbed back up the stairs to the main area.
Everyone was dancing, and the girl Yuri was talking to was leaning against the wall talking to Sara.
Me and Yuri walked to the center of the living room and started dancing.
I held both of his hands as I swayed along to the music.
“Hey Yuri~ who’s this?” The brunette girl said as she snuck up behind me.
I watched yuris face go white.
“It’s my girlfriend” he says as he removes his hands from mine.
She looks me up and down and gives me a nasty look.
“Hi, I’m Jessica” she says, forcing a fake smile on her face.
“Uh im Y/N” i add awkwardly.
“You know you’d be really pretty if you like..didn’t put on so much makeup. Guys don’t really like try hards..” she says with a snarky tone of voice.
“Well I don’t think my boyfriend has an issue with the amount of makeup I wear” I spat back at her.
“Hmph what a pity, I’m sure he’d like a more natural girl..like me” she says with a sarcastic smile.
“Well I guess I’ll leave you two to it..but I’ll be back” she adds as she winks and walks off.
Yuri shivers in discomfort.
“What a megabitch” i say angrily.
“Tell me about it” he replies with a scoff.
After the song ended, I watched the TV to see who was performing next.
A singer I didn’t know got up on stage and started singing “take my breath away”
All the couples started slow dancing with the song while I started awkwardly at Yuri.
We were both completely still, faces bright red.
Out of the corner of my eye I see the brunette girl making her way towards Yuri again.
I quickly wrap my arms around his neck and in response he gently wraps his hands around my waist.
I lean my head on his chest and whisper “she was walking over, go with it”.
We sway slowly to the music, starting to melt into each others touch.
In the middle of the song I look up at him, our faces almost touching.
He was so close I could feel the heat radiating off his face. His eyes were glistening as beautifuly as ever, and he smelled like expensive cologne.
His eyes were peering into mine, almost like he was about to kiss me.
“q-quit looking at me like that..” he stutters, quickly returning to reality.
His face was redder than ever as he turned to avoid my gaze.
“Shit sorry…I started zoneing out” I say as I return my head to its place on his chest.
As soon and my head hit the fabric, I felt him pull me closer and rest his head on mine.
My breath hitched at the sudden gesture.
Thank god he couldn’t see my face, it was as red as a tomato.
As the song slowly ended, I felt him lift off of me.
I felt an ache in my heart, like I didn’t want the moment to stop.
I removed my arms from around his neck as the TV reverted to the ball about to drop.
The countdown started.
60…
59..
“Y/N.. I need to talk to you about something” Yuri says as everyone chanted the numbers around us.
48..
47..
“Yea what’s up?” I reply as I look up at him.
39..
38..
“Promise me we’ll always be friends ok?” He says, his face red and his eyes glassy.
28..
27..
“Yea I promise..are you ok?” I reply concerned.
17..
18..
“I..uh” he stutters.
I felt my face heat up in anticipation.
9..
8..
Yuri looks away from me.
7..
6..
I watch as he takes a deep breath.
5..
4..
“Seriously Yuri what’s wrong, are you ok?”
3..
2..
And just as the clock strikes midnight he cups my face and pulls me into a kiss.
I feel time stop around me, all the screams and cheers were completely muffled as I melted into his touch.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and returned the kiss.
It was sweet and gentle, and I wish the moment could last forever.
I pulled away as he looked me in the eyes.
“I love you..I always have” he says out of breath, a lovesick look in his eyes.
“I love you too yurio” I add as I jump back into his arms.
“Happy new years” he replies as he places a quick kiss on the top of my head.
A/N: happy new years!! So sorry for slow updates, I’ve been really busy with schoolwork but I have the next chapter of going gold almost finished so be ready for that! Love you guys!!
#yuri on ice#x reader#yuri plisetsky x reader#figure skating#fluff imagine#oneshots#yurio plisetsky#grand prix#victuuri#wattpad#happy new year
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intro post <3
Hey there!
Im Jamie and my pronouns are They/She/he
Im a neurospicy minor (but I will swear and also am fine being moots with/talking to adults as long as no one is a creep to me it’s all good)
Uhhh welcome to my online diary :|
Happy to make friends if u want - feel free to DM me
online diary blog w lots of Neil Gaiman reblogs bc he’s my idol
Fun facts about me:
Umm ok (trying to think of fun facts now)
Im Italian but grew up in England, would love some more Italian moots <3
my favourite authors are Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett (but it’s been like that since before I read good omens lmao) also Rick Riordan and Alice Oseman
certified gravity falls child
if u couldn’t tell by the URL I’m obsessed with Greek and Roman mythology
nostalgic for a time I wasn’t even alive - late 80s and early 90s mainly but also like 70s
nostalgic for a time I WAS alive (barely but it still counts bc I do remember it) - the late 2000s
I did a quiz to see what Beatles band member I’d be and got Paul Mcartney
damn u rlly don’t realise how boring u r till u try and do an about me huh
Music I like:
Hozier, Olivia Rodrigo, Conan Gray, Harry Styles, YUNGBLUD, Beatles, Elton John, Queen, Renée Rapp, TV girl, bears in trees, Ricky Montgomery, NOAHFINNCE, MARINA, Fleetwood Mac
getting into:
Nirvana [used to love them a few years ago but then a mean girl made fun of me for it so I stopped listening to them but I’m starting again]
Dominic Fike
Paramore
mother mother
MCR
the neighbourhood
The tags I will use:
Jamie answers asks - u guessed it this is for answering any asks
the most boring soap opera - my life stuff because my life is the most boring soap opera
MOTD - mood of the day which is just a lil thing I do
for the record:
I stand with Palestine 🇵🇸
please click here every day:
also free Ukraine 🇺🇦
aro and ace people are LGBTQ+ and this is an aro and ace and aroace safe blog
in general this is a COMPLETELY safe space
if u want anyone to talk to btw I’m always here to chat, can’t guarantee i’ll be able to help but I am always willing to listen literally any time we don’t even have to be moots or anything just DM me ok? Ily all take care of yourselves ok loves? <3
Also one last thing just for ppl that know me, I have no problem with u following this blog or anything but be warned that I’m not gonna filter my opinion at all on here bc I need a place to be myself and if u don’t want to see that i understand and idm just pls don’t take it as a personal attack or anything if u ever think something I post relates to you, I promise it’s not I just need to vent <3
My MOTD ratings:
0-2 > feeling really really really shitty
3-4 > shitty like I have too much sadness and anger and everything inside me and it feels horrible and yeah yk [reckless behaviour is strong here for me + pretty strong intrusive thoughts]
5 > normal. Numb. Yucky. Normal level of intrusive thoughts [for me at least, everyone is different]
6-7 > smol happy, probably was a bad day that got better
7-8 > :D
9-10 > fucking ecstatic
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I was rewatching the christmas episode and I love the part where Davy says he uses a security blanket, I know it was just thrown in to be funny but it’s actually really cute to think about. do you have any thoughts on it or similar headcanons about him?
It IS really cute!
I do have some thoughts on it. Probably many. These are going to be very disorganized and probably a bit overwritten, I warn in advance.
There was an interview that irl Davy did right before he died when he talks about needing someone there while he sleeps and I know when he was little (still real life davy) he had a “security pillow”. So I kind of stick those into my headcanon of tv show Davy sometimes. I think he likes having human contact and obviously we know the boys have zero personal space so he gets lots of it from his monkee brothers.
of course I’m a sucker for little tiny baby davy because he’s totally a spoiled brat toddler sometimes and he’s a fricken cutie whether i like it or not but i have some little thoughts that go more along the lines with that as well as contributing to him needing human contact I guess.
throughout the show when davy gets scared he tends to cling onto people (see clinging onto mike’s arm in the adorable monkee bed, or clinging onto micky’s arm when they think peter falls off that balcony in some video for a song that I can’t think of right now. maybe for pete’s sake?) or he jumps into someone’s arms and they carry him away, or he calls for out for Mike (see the circus episode when the guy starts throwing knives at him. like honey, what is mike gonna do? he’s a skinny little scarecrow man. michael tries his best.) OR he gets all jumpy and overstimulated and then devolves into nervous little giggles (see the wild monkees episode when he thinks the biker is gonna kill him but it turns out she’s a girl and starts kissing him and he’s nervously laughing and she can barely hold onto him. he’s definitely panicky and overstimulated there.)
but basically i think that when davy’s scared, he kind of just turns into a kid in certain ways. He wants the security of someone there to take care of him. he’s all bark no bite. he acts all tough because he probably grew up needing to act tough or else he’d get picked on for being small, but now he’s got his friends to help him and i think it allows him to feel safer and to be able to rely on others more.
This connects a bit to another portion of davy’s real life that I connect into the show headcanon even though it’s clearly not meant to be within the written show. real life Davy lost his mom when he was young, and I sometimes think about the implications of if that had happened to davy in the show even though show davy has probably honestly never felt any real pain in his life. in certain ways I think that could be a reason he wants that security in the show, if he lost his mom.
I think this is a reason he clings onto mike, who’s very obviously the “protector” of the group (he’s their mama hen!! and they’re his little baby chicks following him around!! but i digress…) and mike has become a bit of a surrogate mom for Davy, and gives him what he lost as a kid losing his mom so young.
THIS IS SO SO LONG SO FAR IM SORRY
but mike being a mama to the boys, especially to peter and davy because i think micky’s more older brother type and they’re more of the “little ones” (don’t get me started on peter’s connections to mike. they run deep and peter is very much a very complicated kid in certain ways. he needs a lot of love and has deep down a fear of abandonment that i don’t think he even realizes he has, and mike is trying to help him through it. davy also helps with peter. they all help with peter, peter is so loved. anyway this is not about peter). Mike being the mama is so important to me and I love it so much and im gonna ramble about it so im sorry in advance (the monkees cuddling and making each other feel safe is so very important to me. they’re just my warm squishy comfort characters and i project everything onto them)
I made a post i think on my main blog about all of the monkees using mike’s big hands to stim with (people put davy as the “neurotypical one” but i don’t think he is. idk what he kind of neurodivergent he is but he’s something, he just conceals stuff well. i don’t even think he realizes or may ever realize. this is the 1960s we’re talking about) but I touched briefly upon my thoughts that davy just lets out his toddler energy when him and mike are on the couch and he just plops down in mike’s lap and grabs mike’s hands and occasionally bites them, but also grabbing his fingers and straightening them and stuff and making mike clap and things. Mike is just used to this at this point (davy is spoiled. don’t tell davy. he’ll deny it.) but sometimes it can be too much and I think mike has to set some boundaries about how much he can handle as a “mom” at points and Davy listens. In some of my thoughts I think Davy and Mike have known each other the longest (they just have that easy groove, i don’t know) and I think they’re able to talk well so mike can communicate if it’s just too much for him and davy’ll listen.
also Davy totally just parks himself in mike’s lap a lot and clings onto his shirt and just sits. Sometimes he just needs a nap or something and mike is warm and comfortable and davy knows he’s loved. The monkees full-group cuddle position on the couch watching the television is often peter and micky on either side of mike (pete sometimes sits on mikes lap but he’s a bit heavy and davy has a tendency to kick him off of it. davy be nice!). and davy on mikes lap and they’re all very sweet and nice and i love them.
i keep getting more and more thoughts im sorry…
one more thing i guess. davy wishes mike could pick him up. hes like a little purse dog and sort of internally wishes to be able to just be carried around on someone’s hip all the time. Mike has tried but it hurts his back. micky can do this a bit but davys just too heavy for him and he can hold him better carrying him “bridal” style like he does when davy gets scared in the show. peter is the only one who can really pick Davy up on his hip because he just doesn’t realize davys heavy because monkee logic, and davy is very startled by this at first because peter can just scoop him up and carry him around.
okay. that’s all. i’m gonna leave it at that. this post is so long, i apologize dearly. but i have many many thoughts so thank you for the ask anon!
#the monkees#davy jones#mike nesmith#peter tork#micky dolenz#anon ask#this post is SO self-indulgent#i’m SO SORRY that this is SO LONG#if anyone gets through this whole thing you’re a real trooper and i’m sorry if it makes absolutely no sense#i just have many thoughts that are a little too out there#but i still hold mike trying to mother them and everyone just being comfortable cuddling each other it’s just important to me#alright thank you thank you very much#my wrist hurts so bad from typing so much i’m sure this does wonders for my carpal tunnel
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west end question: i obviously love my brooklyn girls and would die for them all, but is it bad that it’s taken away the sprace dynamic for me? like i’m still 100% on board with a nowhere near canon ship and it shouldn’t affect me they’ve decided to have spot be a girl, but it lowkey has? and i feel kinda guilty about it? idk i love my proshot boys. but i am 100% here for all the uk newsies cast they are amazing and so talented and it’s definitely my favourite production by far!! idk if i’m making sense
ok part of me feels a litle baited actually because like. i feel like... im vocal abt mlm musical sprace not being a big vibe for me in the first place. so im a funny person to ask if you were looking for relief lmao. anyway here's my thesis below.
wait also if ur a white newsie fan a read-thru+rb of this would be much appreciated thank youuu (also yall have been eating up my character analyses anyway sooooo!)
TL;DR THESIS: if you're feeling genuinely let down that your ship did not see the light of day and a black girlsie spot conlon got to instead, then yes, you should reevaluate that.
followers, if you've been with me long enough, you know that i have quite strong opinions about how this show gets treated when it comes to interpretations and fandom/fanon. mostly, this is because i literally work in theater, and it's extremely backwards in my brain personally when shows get treated more like a movie or tv show than a performance piece.
im also one of the only ppl in this fandom that ever seems to dare speak on race (not the damn character smh). and anon, buddy, kiddo, this does have to do with race, gender, and sexuality.
firstly, what i think needs to be understood about newsies, is that it is theater, which means it is meant to be mutable. there is no one way. there should never be one way. it does not exist. secondly, theater does not exist in a fandom vacuum. its live every night, conceptually. theater is a live performance art.
interpretations change- it's the nature of theater. so i think asks like these really do illuminate the difference between fans of the show's content or fans of... i guess the show's culture's content.
this is a culture content ask.
one thing i really, truly, deeply need you all to understand: from an objective, script- and staging-based perspective, proshot sprace does not exist. they do not speak. they barely see each other. race does not even volunteer to go to brooklyn. the ship originates from the 1992 movie, where they do actually interact, which is why the ship has prevailed through the 90s to today. they're from the movie, not the musical.
of course, this doesn't bash the ship- it has history, and naturally fans want to create new history when they get a new source material (the musical). it's true for like every newsie ship lowkey (but also not lowkey because all the manhattan newsies do interact and sprace literally does not but thats a different post!!), which is something i do admire about the fandom- we do a lot of our own legwork here, we invent relationships and backgrounds from one-liners that could be given to tbh any frickin newsie. i respect the 30 years we have invented ships.
however.
when a huge, publicized, consistently sold out production comes along with spot conlon as not only a woman, but a woman of color (specifically black rn!) as the leader of the most feared group on stage, there becomes something much more important than a "sprace dynamic", which does not canonically exist in the musical anyway bro. you can't miss something that isn't there imo. often the story and casting within a story comes first, and goddamn if this isn't one of those times. lillie-pearl's spot brings bravado, swagger, confidence, and intimidation that is literally....fine maybe i'm being personal but it is slash gen incredible to see in technically a period piece! a black woman in leadership with that kind of assuredness! in such a popular musical! how is that not– automatically surpassing an often obsessed-over (yes i am. hinting at something here, straight girl fans) mlm ship?
and while i'm on the topic of the over-obsessiveness of mlm musical sprace, let me talk about uksies sprace. because what's also wack abt this ask is that sprace is not a hopeless case in this production- it literally has about as much 'evidence' as the proshot imo!!!!!
i got to hop over to 2nd row brooklyn seating for act 2 so i saw once and for all really close up, right. there's a moment when race is upstage letting the newsies in/down from the stairs. spot comes down and she does, in fact, share a look with him. race gives spot a nod and she keeps moving.
and like im gonna see the show again (every day i am counting my mf blessings fr), so if i'm wrong or they don't do it every time i'll correct myself, but that's what i saw with my own dang eyes on saturday. they do acknowledge each other in uksies.
and since they do, i really like. i have to ask. what is bothersome/unpopular abt uksies sprace, other than oh idk.... its not white/white mlm with a twink/manly bf trope? why can't race still love who spot is as a character, this strong and fearless ruler of brooklyn, in uksies? because tbh josh's racer...nahhhh because. this is such a side note now but they'd be so good together oh jesus am i gonna ship uk sprace. and it's not like they're 'taking away' from a queer ship because a) you can headcanon spot as a queer girl and race being trans is consistently popular and b) newsies has ten billion gayass ships bro we've been eatin for literal decades.
anon, i'm sure you didn't mean harm by this ask. i'm sure, honestly, that a lot of fans are feeling the same way as you and weren't quite sure how to put it in words. but, i'm also not surprised you sent an ask like this on anonymous specifically.
should you feel guilty about it? i don't think guilt is the right word. but i believe you should think more about how newsies is not.....static. it does not exist in one form, and it never will. if you're feeling genuinely let down that your ship did not see the light of day and a black girlsie spot conlon got to instead, then yes, you should reevaluate that. in theater, you should always question why something impacted you the way it did- a major point of theater is to discuss and think about it when you leave! i know this because ive spent three years literally studying it, to back up my thesis credentials.
thank you for reading this, newsies fandom. i do honestly say all this with love, and i hope it made u think !! ♥️
#i just. damn dude. im tired#sprace#race x spot#racetrack higgins#spot conlon#newsies#sprace newsies#newsies uk#uksies#newsies the musical#newsies live#livesies#west endsies#west end newsies#race higgins#race newsies#spot newsies#anyway josh's race would fall ridiculously in love with lillie-pearl's spot. like goddamn#i believe in them and you should too!! uk sprace!!!!
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