#it's so much better than being called handsome tbh
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This was supposed to be a silly little blurb about giving Seb a blowjob, I don’t know how it got this out of hand.
Warnings: all of them. All the warnings.
Jk but there is sooo much in this fic. A bit of underage (but over 16), blowjobs, oral, p in v sex, rawdogging, rough sex, possessive Seb, a tad of subspace?, threesomes (if you don't want spoilers on the special guests don't look in the tags), voyeurism, undernegotiated dom/sub dynamics all over the place, infidelity (his IRL wife is included), smidge of angst but it’s really not the point of the fic lmao, mention of drugs and alcohol, I don’t condone anything I’ve written here guys. Although the warnings make it sound worse than it is tbh.
July 2007
I suppose you could say it all started when you were 13 and Sebastian had just been transferred to Toro Rosso.
Obviously nothing happened between you two given that he himself was 20 years old at the time. Although your childish crush on him had started way before that.
No, what happened at 13 was an embarrassing moment that got the ball rolling between you and Seb.
That night he was over at your parents’ house for a celebratory meal, for you, it was your birthday, for Sebastian Vettel, it was the beginning of a long and illustrious career.
Your father and him were good friends, Seb helped a lot with your brother's career in karting and you’d always been around the handsome blonde man. At various karting events with your brother, a gala here and there, and even at a couple of f1 races he had driven for BMW. By this time your crush was well and truly established, and subtlety not being your thing, your family knew all about it. And teased you relentlessly. And apparently now invited your crush to your birthday dinner... great.
Seb and your father were in the kitchen having a drink and helping your mother with the food when you heard your fathers voice drifting through the house.
“Man, think of all the blowies you’re gonna get!”
After a sharp scolding from your mother, the two burst out laughing and that was that. But the damage had been done.
At 13 years old, you had no idea what that meant. So you asked, at dinner, in front of your family, and your crush, what a blowie was.
Yeah, that went down well (pun intended, and note the sarcasm).
Your (15 year old) brother choked on his mouthful and shrieked in laughter, spraying your mother, who then slapped your father who was laughing maniacally beside her. Seb just went incredibly red and grinned “You’ll find out when you’re older, sunshine”
Okay, maybe the nickname should also be explained, after all it is the result of a previous embarrassing moment of your childhood.
It was at a karting track before a race and you were hanging out with your brother, some of his friends, and Seb. Or more accurately, you were following Seb around like a lost puppy. At this point you were 9, your brother 11 and Seb 16.
Someone had heard a dirty joke from the older boys at the track that went something like this:
“What is big, makes no noise, yet wakes us up every morning?”
And with your very innocent, very smart 9 year old brain you replied “the sunshine” which was supposed to be the right answer, but boys will be boys.
16 year old Seb thought that answer was hilarious.
“That is so adorable” he was wheezing “from now on I am calling you sunshine”
You were so embarrassed at not understanding the joke that you ran back to your father and told him about it, and he told the boys off sternly.
So anyway, there you were, a few years later, at dinner with your parents reliving that in your head, and living through yet another mortifying moment in front of Seb, who looked at you sympathetically from across the table, and kept sending you winks all throughout the evening, to try and make you feel better.
That night you looked up “blowie” online (of course a few days later the browser history conversation happened with your mother) and you were never the same again. You couldn’t stop imagining Seb getting blowjobs from all the girls he was indeed going to get, and it gnawed at you. For years. Of course, you knew you were too young for him, but it didn’t stop the fantasies from getting rather... wild.
2010
You were 16, and Sebastian was about to win his first championship, you were sure of it. You were all in Abu Dhabi to support him (and the others of course) and you found yourself wandering into his drivers’ room just as he was putting his fireproofs on. You had expected his girlfriend Hanna to attend, but luckily for you she was busy, and you were going to make the most of that fact. You ogled his body for a second before he noticed you staring and grinned at you as he put his top on.
“There’s my sunshine!” You jumped into his arms like you’d done so many times before. “I was wondering if I’d get to see you before the race”
‘Of course! I'd consider myself a bad friend if I didn’t come to wish you good luck”
He put you down and dramatically threw himself on the sofa.
“Yeah! I’m going to need it”
“Oh, come on Seb I’m sure you’ll do great” You sat down next to him and put your hand on his knee, squeezing slightly. “If you want... I could give you a good luck present” you slid your hand slowly up his thigh and his leg jolted slightly “If you know what I mean”.
He glanced at your hand before looking back into your eyes, you could tell his mind was racing, obviously going in the right direction. “No, I don’t know what you mean” He gulped as your hand went higher and you batted your eyelashes at him.
“You know, I’m not the innocent kid who didn’t know what a blowie was anymore, I’ve learned a lot since then”.
Seb’s pupils were wide, and you could feel his fireproofs tenting under your hand. “I could show you if you’d like”.
You squeezed his cock over the fabric, and he grabbed your hand “Fuck sunshine, I can’t let you do this, you’re sixteen for fuck’s sake”
“Don’t act like you don’t fuck girls on the daily, Seb” You jumped up off the sofa and into his lap, straddling him.
“Yes, but I’ve known you since you were a baby, and you’re still a minor, Fuck-” Your hand had slithered its way into his fireproofs and was squeezing around him like a vice.
“I’m past the age of consent, Seb, you know that. And I know you’ve thought about it. About me. You’re not as quiet as you think you are when you come round to our house, you know.” You trailed sloppy kisses down his neck and chest, over his fireproofs as your hands got rid of the bottom half.
“Shit, aaah-” He hissed, and his resolve crumbled under your touch. “Fuck”
“Please Seb, please let me suck your cock for good luck” You purred, and he let his hands grip onto your hair as you nosed up the length of his now exposed cock.
He was staring into your eyes, guilt written all over his face as he nibbled nervously on his lip. “Fuck, sunshine what are you doing to me”.
Instead of answering, you took half of him into your mouth and sucked. He cried out and bucked his hips involuntarily, making you choke slightly.
“Shit sorry!” His concern was adorable, but unnecessary.
“Don’t worry Sebby, I trained myself out of a gag reflex, just for you” and before he could say anything else you sank down on him to the base and the noise he let out was inhuman. His head fell back, and his eyes rolled into his skull.
Yeah, you’d definitely been practising. And you were unbelievable.
He did end up winning the race, and the championship. And you grinned at him when he looked down at you from the podium, shaking his head and laughing before almost getting drowned in champagne by Lewis and Jenson.
2011
The next year you showed up in his driver’ room at the Japanese Grand prix, per his request. You knew this was the race that would potentially secure him his second championship win so you strutted in, pushed him onto his little bed in the corner and kissed him senseless as your hands started undressing him immediately.
“Tell me, Seb-” You got his shirt open and trailed kisses down his chest. “Do you think you’re capable of winning the championship on your own this year?” Off went his trousers “Orrrr…” then went his underwear “Would you like a blowie, for good luck?” You grinned at him, mouth hovering inches away from his rapidly hardening cock.
He grinned back at you, slightly breathless. “I think-” he sat up and pulled you in for a quick kiss “you can never say no to a good blowie”. He lay back down, arms behind his head, and that was all you needed to get to work.
He did in fact win the race, and the championship.
You couldn’t make it to Abu Dhabi however, and he got a puncture on the first lap.
Figures.
2012
You celebrated your 18th birthday with Sebastian, one on one. He took you out to dinner during the summer break. You had finally finished school and were moving on to other things. You had no idea what those things would be, but you were excited none the less. He’d managed to convince Hanna he was on a business trip to meet a sponsor, but you didn’t think for a second that she bought any of it.
Sebastian told you all about the intense race for the Championship, given you weren’t able to attend any of the races before the summer. He had apparently taken to relieving stress by fucking anything that moved, and that included some of the other drivers. You couldn’t help but imagine him being bent over his massage table, reduced to a begging mess by his teammate. Everything Seb told you about Mark got you riled up before dessert had even been served, and you couldn’t help but wonder if that was his goal all along.
When you got back to his hotel, the real birthday celebration started. And it lasted all bloody night.
All the things Seb had thought about doing to you since the very first time you’d asked what a blowie was, he did to you that night. All the tension accumulated over the years finally boiled over, as he brought you over the edge so many times you lost count, with his mouth, his hands, his cock. He was going to ruin you for anyone else.
“Nobody can have you like this, can they?”
“No Seb just you- Fuck!” You panted as he pounded into you from behind, pressing you against the massive hotel windows, facing the city lights.
It was almost romantic. Almost.
“You think anyone can see you from down there? All those people that don’t know how good you’re being for me.” The thought of being seen made you even wetter and you whined. He only chuckled.
“I’m sure if Mark were walking past, he would love to know what is happening up here. Would you like that? Would you like Webber to watch you come undone on my cock?”
You didn’t even need to answer, you cried out in pure extasy as you came for the umpteenth time that night and then slumped against the cool glass. The only thing holding you up being Seb’s arm around your waist and his other one propping your leg up as he trapped you against the window, grinding into you as he came inside you with a groan.
“Well sunshine, I guess that’s a ‘yes’ then, hmm?” He whispered in your ear before pecking you on the cheek. He lifted you up, carried you to the bed and went to get a cloth to clean you up with.
You giggled when he came back “You know Seb, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re so obsessed with Mark that you want to show me off to him. Is it because you want him to approve of me? Or be jealous? Or do you just want to flaunt your amazing skills in bed that I’m suuure are better than his?” You were obviously just trying to rile him up.
He laughed dryly as he wiped you down but didn’t reply. Perhaps you’d struck a nerve. He didn’t mention Mark for a long time after that.
You couldn’t make the race in COTA, so it was critical for you to be at Interlagos with Seb. You got a plane ticket several days before and gave him a good luck blowjob every single night, for good measure.
He won, of course.
2013
2013 got real weird, real quick.
For starters, you were 19 with no job and no idea what you were going to do with your life, but you spent all your time around older millionaire formula 1 drivers. You were basically an honorary member of the team by now and had a free paddock pass for every race you could attend.
Then, there was the issue of Seb living with his girlfriend, so you couldn’t stay at his place anymore, and in the rare instances where you and Hanna saw each other, the other drivers became exceptionally awkward around the both of you.
The last thing was, Mark didn’t win a single race all season, and Seb was a huge dick about it. He strutted around Mark in the paddock like a peacock. And he took you to every other GP to fuck you in his drivers’ room when he knew Mark could hear you from next door, just to drive him crazy.
It all came to a head in India. The race that secured Seb his fourth consecutive championship.
He was fucking you in his drivers’ room (more like railing the absolute shit out of you) on the long sofa that lined the wall. Face down, ass up, you were being loud, no longer caring about Mark hearing you.
Then, his phone started buzzing, Mark’s name flashed across the screen, along with an unflattering photo.
Seb answered it, put him on speaker and set the phone down next to your head.
“Would you two keep it down, the whole bloody garage can hear you!” Mark hissed.
“Yeah?” Seb answered “Hear that, sunshine? Everyone can hear how good I’m fucking you” His hips kept slapping against yours obscenely.
You moaned and Mark scoffed “Sounds like she’s faking Sebby, I guess those championships must be compensating for something...”
“Why don’t you come in here and say that to my face then Webber” Seb spat before hanging up.
You gasped as he grabbed your hair and pounded into you harder. “Seb! What-”
“You like having an audience, admit it.” He growled “You’d like nothing more than if Webber stormed in here and-”
He hadn’t even finished his sentence before Mark did just that. He was standing at the door, flushed, as if he’d sprinted over.
You turned your head to look at him but before you could say anything, Seb slowed down to a hard grind inside you, making your eyes roll back and you let out a shaky moan.
Mark’s eyes were scanning you and Seb, checking you both out. And obviously enjoying the view if the tent that was forming in his fireproofs was any indication.
From his angle he could see where Seb’s cock was buried inside you, where you were literally dripping down your thighs and onto the sofa and he let out a gasp. “Fuck Seb, she’s so wet”
“I guess she’s not faking then” Seb said smugly, picking up the pace again.
A lack of response from Mark prompted Seb to sigh and beckon him over.
“Don’t just stand there, come sit down, this will take a while”.
“What?” Utterly fucked out, you twisted your upper body to look at him, the confusion on your face matching Mark’s.
Seb smirked at you. “We’re going to play a little game, okay sunshine? I’m going to make you feel good, and Mark is going to watch. But you cannot come until he does, understand?”
Your jaw dropped, and he gave a hard thrust. “Understand, baby?” He repeated and you nodded quickly.
He turned to Mark “Well? You don’t want to be the reason she can't come, do you? Get to work.”
“Shit” Mark looked half murderous, half ridiculously turned on as he slowly lowered his suit and freed himself, starting to work his dry hand up and down his cock slowly and Seb chuckled “Put you hand out”.
Mark did as he was told, confused, and he almost combusted on the spot as you spat on his hand.
“Wow, she’s such a good girl, isn’t she?”
Seb groaned, as if Mark was talking to him. The older man’s presence was finally getting to him.
Mark’s hand inched towards your face, but Seb slapped it away. “No touching, she is mine”.
You tightened around him, about to come when he abruptly pulled out. You whined and squirmed as your orgasm faded, but he just shushed you and turned you over onto your back roughly, almost knocking the wind out of you. “Shhh baby, remember the rules?” He was rubbing your hips soothingly as he spoke “Mark has to come first, I’m not the one you should be begging”.
You turned to the other man.
“Please Mark, please, please come. I need to come so bad, Mark, please, fuck I need it...” You were almost babbling at this point, and Mark melted.
Sebastian swiftly slid back into you as Mark’s hand picked up the pace on his own cock, glancing at your writhing body and at Seb. You tightened around him as you felt yourself get closer to the edge again. The two men were grunting and looking straight at each other as they moved, almost as if they were trying to get each other off. Their weird power play was tipping back and forth, and you were caught in the middle. Not that you were complaining.
Mark came all over himself and you felt Seb throbbing inside you as he started rubbing your clit to get you off faster, the sight of his teammate was affecting his self-control, and he was getting closer by the second. You came together, and he slumped over you, his legs and arms giving out.
Mark was panting and you looked at each other, having a silent conversation while Seb was recovering. He got up to go and get cleaned up in the small adjacent bathroom.
While he was gone, you stroked up and down Seb’s back and whispered in his ear “You okay, Seb?”
He sniffled into your neck before replying “Yes, I’m just a bit overwhelmed.” He lifted his head to kiss you before flashing you his signature grin. “I’m a four-time formula 1 world champion!”
The two of you giggled and he dropped his head back down and sighed contentedly, planting lazy kisses on your shoulder.
Mark came out of the bathroom and laughed silently at Sebastian behind his back. You scowled and the two of you argued with your eyes again. ‘Congratulate him you prick!’ Your eyes said. He rolled his before walking up to your entangled bodies and put a hand on Seb’s shoulder, making the younger man shiver. “Congrats on the title, mate. But there’s a few races left, I could still beat you.”
Seb snorted “Sure, if you say so. Now you can fuck off”.
You smirked at Mark, and he slinked out of the room without another word.
Well needless to say he did not beat Sebastian. And he promptly retired.
2014
It was a shit year for Redbull, Seb DNF’d in Australia, Monaco, and Austria. He didn’t win a single race, but his new teammate Daniel did, and that was a sore subject. You lost count of the amount of pity blowjobs you gave him that year. He came to visit you often to lift his spirits, but you could always tell the season wasn’t going great, and it was taking a toll on him.
The one good thing to come out of that season was that you travelled around with him a lot, Hanna not being particularly interested in attending races. He was certainly rich enough to pay for your flights and hotels (not that you needed separate rooms most of the time).
You were the first person to know about his transfer to Ferrari. And you were both very excited about it. New team, new start, hopefully new championship wins.
Unbeknownst to you however, Seb had added an extra condition when he negotiated his new contract...
2015
During winter break, just before Christmas, Seb came to see you in at your parents’ house. That’s how you found out that he had gotten you a job at Ferrari, as part of his contract.
You were elated. It meant you would be around each other a lot more, and you could start pulling your own weight, feeling a little guilty that Seb had sort of been your sugar daddy for the past few years, not that he minded of course. And it also meant no more sneaking around and avoiding cameras at races to not alert Hanna to your presence at Seb’s side most of the time, not that it was really a secret anymore, you two weren’t discreet around the other drivers, and the drivers were all fucking each other as well anyway so no one cared.
As tradition dictated, you gave Seb an obligatory blowie to celebrate his Ferrari contract and your new job. And then, your parents being out of town, you had wild passionate nasty sex on every surface, as you wouldn’t be seeing each other for a few months, until the season started.
Needless to say, there would be no Championship win celebration blow job in Abu Dhabi, that year.
2017
It was your 3rd year working on the media team at Ferrari. It was a blast, you were severely overpaid, and you got to spend most of your time with the man you were having intimate relations with. Who could ask for more?
In Silverstone, Seb made a bet with Kimi. They were high (not on adrenaline, just high) and decided to wager on who would finish on top in the race. Kimi got a podium while Seb only got p7, but Kimi not being a man with a huge imagination, he had no idea what favour he wanted. So, it dragged on for months, until one day you were filming a promo video in Singapore with them, and his mind suddenly came up with the answer.
“Her” He pointed at you from across the room. Seb feigned innocence, pretending not to know what Kimi was inferring.
“What about her?” he asked tentatively.
Kimi smirked devilishly. “I want her. For the bet, you know. I want to watch you. To see how disappointing you are in bed”
He was only teasing, but he knew exactly how to get under Seb’s skin. So he agreed, and he asked you, and you agreed. Great. Kimi Räikkönen was going to watch you have sex, no biggie. After all, you’d done it before with Mark, this would be fine.
After a frustrating double DNF, you all went out to karaoke. You didn’t think Kimi was the type, but he showed up to the bar already three sheets to the wind, so you figured he wasn’t really there for the singing anyway.
Kimi was giving you sultry looks all night, which sent shivers down your spine. You’d never considered the man to be the epitome of hotness, but you couldn’t help wondering what it would be like to spend a night with Kimi. Was he passionate? Or was he just as ice cold as always?
You would soon find out as the three of you piled into a taxi back to the hotel, both Seb and Kimi’s wandering hands distracting you from trying to give the driver the address.
On the way, you’d ended up with Seb’s mouth on you neck and Kimi’s hand up your skirt, gently teasing you over the pathetic peace of fabric you called underwear.
By the time you were up into someone’s room, who’s room it was was impossible to say, your senses were engulfed by the two men. Kimi was behind you, trailing his mouth over your neck and shoulders and holding you up, while Seb was on his knees between your legs, one of them hooked over his shoulder, tongue eagerly working itself over your needy pussy as his fingers worked over that special spot deep inside you.
You came like that, then Seb stood back up and asked, “How was that, sunshine?”
You scoffed in disbelief at the question “It was amazing as always, baby. Are you going to fuck me now?”
He raised his eyebrows at Kimi, like ‘disappointing huh? I think not’ then pointed to the chair in the corner to signal to Kimi to sit in it, and led you over to the bed and put you on all fours.
He was halfway through railing you into next week, one hand holding your arms behind your back and the other around your neck, when Kimi piped up from the cuck chair.
“Can I come on her tits?”
Seb paused mid thrust and you whined “What do you think, sunshine? You want him to come all over your pretty tits, baby?”
“Yes, Seb, anything just keep going please!” You begged, but he didn’t move.
“Ah, ah, sunshine, be a good girl and tell Kimi what you want him to do to you”.
You huffed and looked at Kimi, who was observing you with hooded eyes and his mouth slightly open as he pumped his cock leisurely, waiting for an answer.
“Yes Kimi, please come all over my tits, I’ll be a good girl for you”.
The two men groaned in unison, and Seb picked up the pace again. He wasn’t going to last long, and neither were you, so he flipped you over onto your back and slid back into you quickly, beckoning Kimi over. He circled your clit expertly and you both came together fairly quicly, while Kimi watched and pumped his cock furiously, not far off as well.
“Go on then Kimi, give it to me” you gasped, sticking your tongue out for him, and that was it for the Finnish man.
He came in spurts over your chest, face, and mouth as he let out a shaky groan, finishing himself off before finding his pants and leaving with a simple “You two looked good” and winked at you. Truly a man of many words.
You and Seb laughed together, the adrenaline coming down as you both cleaned up and snuggled up under the covers.
“Weirdly, that wasn’t horrible” You giggled, and Seb acquiesced.
“You know, I think I like sharing you.” Seb kissed your temple, and you hummed, sleep almost taking you before he added “How do you feel about David Coulthard?”
You gasped and slapped his shoulder lightly “Oh my god he’s ancient!” and Seb scoffed, offended but let it go, sleep overtaking you both.
But he didn’t forget.
2019
All Sebastian could talk about for months was the eager twink Ferrari had dumped in his lap. So of course you had to have a taste. Or rather...
“My goodness Charles, you have got to taste her”.
Charles looked at you for permission before diving in. Even though he was younger than you, he obviously had experience as he brought you to the edge in no time. He got you wet and shaking before Seb has even finished taking his clothes off. You gasped as the waves of pleasure washed over you as Charles continued his assault on your weeping pussy. Seb only yanked him up by the hair after your second orgasm, and he looked absolutely wrecked. Face covered in your wetness, lips swollen, and eyes completely glazed over. Sebastian leaned in close to speak softly in his ear, making the younger man shiver.
“You want to fuck her Charlie? You want to fill her up properly while I fuck her pretty little mouth?” He said, while maintaining eye contact with you. Charles nodded a bit too enthusiastically and you both laughed at him.
Lucky for you, Charles’ cock was thick, and he stretched you out wonderfully while Sebastian fucked gently into your mouth. You were on your hands and knees, shaking through your 3rd orgasm when Charles finally came inside you, filling you to the brim.
While he cleaned himself up in the hotel bathroom, Seb turned you over and slipped inside you with ease. He started a maddeningly slow rhythm as he wrapped his arms around you possessively, and you tried to cling onto him, but your arms were useless at this point.
When Charles came back out, Seb didn’t even look at him as he told him he could go, so he didn’t push his luck and scarpered.
“Only I can have you like this” you preened under his touch, his hands gliding over your body, pinching your skin, and then soothing it as you went completely mad underneath him.
“Please Seb” You babbled mindlessly “I’ll be good, please, please just- “. Your eyes closed of their own volition and your head rolled to the side, losing all motor skills as he continued hitting that spot deep inside you. He grabbed your jaw and made you look back at him “You’re mine, aren’t you? Only I can make you beg like this, right sunshine?”
You wailed as you came around him, your final orgasm of the night taking its toll on you, rendering you completely boneless. And you didn’t move at all while he slipped out and got up to get you cleaned up. And you barely registered the bed shifting as settled under the covers with you, holding you gently, like you were the most precious thing in his world.
That year, Seb got married to his childhood sweetheart.
2022
The next time you saw him outside of the paddock was at his retirement party. The whole grid was there, plus his family, his friends, your family, and a bunch of other people. And his wife.
It was a proper retirement bash, and most people were at least tipsy within an hour of their arrival, Seb insisting on everyone getting shit faced to celebrate.
You snuck up to his bedroom and sat on the bed. You sighed longingly, it was surely the last time you would get to do this.
Seb came up a few minutes after you, after making sure someone was occupying Hanna.
He opened you up on his fingers, mouth mapping out your body, as if trying to imprint the feeling of it on his tongue. Once he slid inside you, it took you both an embarrassingly short amount of time to reach your peaks, but you did so together, your foreheads pressed together, breathing in each other’s air, hands scrambling for purchase on each other’s bodies. Then staying wrapped in each other’s arms for far longer than was necessary.
It was bittersweet. The end of an era.
Once you were both decent, you went back down and ensured that only good memories would be had of this party, lighting up the dance floor, lighting up the bar (you made flaming cocktails, which someone *cough* Charles *cough* spilled on the bar), all the while laughing, and crying a bit, with some of Seb’s soon to be ex-fellow drivers.
Epilogue:
It was Suzuka 2023, and you’d been waiting for this moment for months.
Seb’s bee house project was great for the bees and all, but it was even better for you.
The evening of his arrival at the paddock, you were buzzing (pun intended) with excitement.
When you spotted him, you shrieked, scaring a couple of engineers nearby, and ran towards him. It was a bit unprofessional given that you were still very much an FIA employee, but you couldn’t help it, you jumped into his waiting arms, like you’d done so many times before, and squeezed the life out of him.
“Sunshine!” Seb smiled as he lowered you back down.
“Old man!” You said and he rolled his eyes.
“I’m not that old”
“You’re retired, and I have work to do!” you said, as you started walking away.
“Doesn’t mean I’m old, means I had a successful career!” he shouted at your retreating figure.
“Yeah, you keep telling yourself that, Grandpa!”
Cut to a few hours later in his hotel room.
“Are you sure it’s okay for old people to get blowies?” You mocked as you got down on your knees between Sebastian’s legs “Like, you’re not going to have a heart attack are you?”
“I think.” He gripped your hair, bringing your mouth to his cock.
“You can never say no to a good blowie”.
The end.
I made like 15 puns in this, I hate myself. If you got the Harry styles reference at the beginning, congrats, you're old.
I'm going to hell, but it's been fun guys! I'll see you all there!
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i love when men call me pretty it makes me feel like the cutest gay boy in the world
#it's so much better than being called handsome tbh#bc being called handsome feels like they're just lying to be gender affirming#ik im not handsome! but by god I'll be the prettiest boy at the party
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Why Blitzø Likes Stolas
I've made jokes about Blitzø liking Stolas bcuz his type is tall, rich, powerful demons with musical talent, and that's probably kinda true, but I wanna talk about the real reasons Blitzø likes Stolas. Tldr at the end.
I think one of the major reasons Blitzø likes Stolas is how kind, sincere, and affectionate he is. Stolas is always making sure he is okay and is very passionate about litterally everything he does (dramatic little bitch, lol). And while he's ignorant ("my impish little plaything"???), he does mean well. Taking Octavia to Looloo Land to make her feel better, Going full demon mode to save IMP, his attentiveness to Blitzø during his mental breakdown in Seeing Stars, him absolutely adoring Octavia, him helping Ozzie when he gained no real benefit, etc, etc.
Also, expanding more on the affectionate part, Blitzø is shown to not get much affection or love in his life at all. His family situation was a giant mess (his dad literally sold him for 5 bucks and a condom Jesus Christ-), and Stolas is a very loving and affectionate person. Obviously, this is shown with Blitzø, but also with Octavia ('my precious little starfire', always staying patient with Via, even if he can be a bit dismissive, going full demon mode when Blitzø said he lost Via), and even his plants (he raised the flesh-eating plant since he was a kid, he pets the plant, on his insta he called a puprle rose "a handsome little rose"). And yeah, he's going to be affectione with Via, that's his daughter, but in Hell, (or maybe just from Blitzø's perspective, it'a hard to tell honestly) that's shown to be a rarity. So obviously, he's going to admire that about him.
And also, compare that to Blitzø's life. His dad saw him as less than, something happened that made his sister hate him, his mom seemed to be a good parent, but she's dead, his best friend and former crush hated his guts for 15 years, his daughter does care about him but she also mostly just shows anger and annoyance with him, and even Moxxie, who'd I'd argue is his best friend, gets annoyed with him constantly (I would too tbh but this isn't about that). Stolas just being his loving and affectionate self and being so happy to see him and always being so sweet to Blitzø is like a breath of fresh air to him.
Another thing is that Stolas shows clear interest in the things he likes. Take horses as example, bcuz we all know Blitzø is obsessed with them. Most of the time, his friends are pretty passive about it, but Stolas actually indulges him. Some of this is from their instas, but Stolas got him a horse Hoodie, he draws horses with him, and Stolas even got inspired to draw because of Blitzø.
(Also, plz note that in another post he commented that it smells like Stolas, and I want everyone to appreciate how happy he looks in this photo while smelling it again)
Blitzø probably admires Stolas's theatrics as well because despite growing up in a Circus where you were supposed to be dramatic and showy, he was still always taught to ignore or hide his true emotions (Cash ignoring that he didn't want to go to the Goetia Palace because "MONEY"). And while Stolas was raised the same way, he still wears his heart and emotions on his sleeve and is always showing them, whether it be positive or negative
And we all know thst Blitzø has major self hatred issues, but Stolas was genuinely interested in Blitzø as a person. Laughing at his jokes, asking how his day went, and with all of this, you can't help but wonder if Blitzø was figuring out that he did too. I think that's why he was so heartbroken about Ozzie's. Because to him, Stolas hiding his face was just proof that Stolas didn't care. That he was just a little plaything. But, Blitzø liked that Stolas liked him for who he was, and that he didn't have to pretend to be someone different.
Yes, ik Blitzø wasn't here for some of them, and he thinks that Stolas is just faking all of this. BUT, Blitzø can notice things subconsciously, and the stuff that Blitzø wasn't there for was to talk about Stolas's character as well. That's why I wanted to talk about this, to talk about what Blitzø sees in Stolas and his character.
Feel free to add anything if you want! I'd love to hear your guy's opinions, takes, and thoughts on the ship. I'm probably gonna a make a post on why Stolas likes Blitzø at some point, lol
Tldr; Blitzø likes Stolas because he's kind, sincere, loving, affectionate, passionate, caring, dramatic, and likes Blitzø for who he is.
#stolitz#blitzo#blitz#helluva boss blitz#helluva boss blitzo#helluva boss blitzø#blitz helluva boss#blitzo helluva boss#blitzø#blitzø helluva boss#stolas goetia#helluva boss stolas#stolas helluva boss#helluva boss#helluva boss analysis#anaylsis#media analysis#helluva boss notes
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MRS TELEVISION | a. frederick
summary: a scroll through your internet presence as 'mrs television'. [social media AU.]
pairing: fem!reader x arthur frederick (arthurtv)
faceclaim: bri kerr
notes: first piece for mrs television out of the wag universe. bri is gonna be the main fc I use for mrs television, hopefully you like it!
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yourinstagram helped out on someone else's video for once, chris finally let me leave the dungeon!!!
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user she kills me
user hottest producer award goes to...
chrismd_10 drinking on the job?
yourinstagram constantly
user she looks peppered in the 3rd slide
user first risky pic from y/n ever on the 6th slide
georgeclarkey thanks for the candid of me and my man 😌😌
arthurtv please someone get him away from me
user y/n's friend is inhaling that guinness 🫢
arthurtv great photography for the 1st and 3rd pictures, big fan!
yourinstagram humble as ever mr television
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yourinstagram lots of fun at work recently, constantly mixing business and pleasure 🥂 chrismd thanks for keeping me employed even if I drink at work
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user I can't tell if shes joking about drinking at work 😭
user its definitely a joke, most bts has y/n yelling at chris to pull his head in lol
user she keeps him in line!
yourinstagram have been going on 15 years
user we thank you for your service 🫡
arthurtv no jerseys at the match???
yourinstagram the nerve!
chrismd_10 who's that handsome fella in the last slide?
miniminter leave the md clutches and come to sidemen
yourinstagram throw in talia and you have a deal
georgeclarkey you drunk
yourinstagram seems to be the new normal now, just embracing my new brand (like you and your Invisalign ads)
georgeclarkey too far
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yourinstagram more of a traveller atm than a producer! enjoyed spain very very much, definitely swipe to the 8th slide to see what arthur classifies as a front flip
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arthurtv it's called being flexible, you wouldn't know anything about it
yourinstagram your six-year-old sister does a better front flip than you
arthurtv leave flora out of this
user guys stop flirting in front of us 😭😭 the false hope hurts
georgeclarkey always appreciate meeting a fan
yourinstagram die
calfreezy that photo was sacred y/n
chrismd_10 I feel ashamed, embarrassed
willne the absolute cheek
user why is no one talking about how good y/n looks in these pictures??
faithlouisak Im thinking the same thing?
user literal island princess
user is that danny aarons in the 5th picture 😭😭
yourinstagram dont even ask how he got the invite
chrismd_10 we're still not sure tbh
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yourinstagram filmed a very *cool* video this week 🌨️
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arthurtv again, who is your photographer???? such raw talent is exquisite
yourinstagram im very close to letting him go actually, you can have him!
user arthur being the first to comment on her posts fuels my mrs television heart really, give us something guys
user I love them at my core I can't lie
user she is just so pretty
chrismd_10 get back to work
yourinstagram I literally just want to breathe chris
user someone make chris let y/n go, she needs to be a free woman
bezhinga faiths phone is dead but she says 'u look leng'
yourinstagram I love you faith kelly x
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yourinstagram very good friends! (happy one year doofus)
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user A WHOLE ASS YEAR???????
user who even are they????????
user I feel like I have been swindled here miss l/n
user can we finally call her mrs television??? shes more than chris' producer now, she's one of us
arthurtv best friends for life! (I love you very much)
user I can't tell if im going to cry or faint tbh
user why is he always playing chess, arthur PLEASE
yourinstagram I'm asking this question all the time?
chrismd_10 I take credit for this relationship btw
yourinstagram how so?
chrismd_10 if I hadn't sat with arthur in class and then dragged you into our group project, I like to think this wouldn't have happened
georgeclarkey I love all of the fans so much but please stop sending me these pictures of my fiancé wrapped around another woman
user GEORGE PLEASE
#arthurtv x reader#arthurtv#arthur frederick#arthur frederick x reader#arthurtv imagines#arthurtv fluff#cel's social media aus
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I can’t get the thought of mean dom Armin out of mind. Ik everyone thinks he’s soooo sweet, but tbh I think he can be downright MEAN in bed 🤷🏻♀️
Like I mean.. nasty shit that you would never expect a sweet boy like Armin to say. Like, if he wasn’t fucking you so good, you’d be worried cause.. the words coming from his mouth? FOUL.
I’m having massive mean Armin brain rot help ☠️☠️
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒꒱ mean, mean boy armin arlert!
bf!Armin x fem!reader
Overview; mean Armin being deliciously devilish between the sheets! 🥰
Content; SMUT
Warnings; 🔞 mdni, utterly nasty smut, mean!Armin
Kinks; degradation, light humiliation mean dirty talk, mean dom!Armin, pn slut and baby, implied multiple rounds, unprotected sex, creampies, dacryphilia (and licking ur tears), daddy kink, slight breeding kink, he calls u pathetic
A/N: OH MY GOD YES i have a craze for mean dom Armin and his nastiness 😩 he's feralllll he's awfullll!! tysm for this juicy request i put all my ussy power into it
He chuckles and talks in that venomous, condescending tone. "Can't even keep your eyes open f'me? I've gotta say, Y/n, I really thought you'd be able to handle me better than this. This is just pitiful."
You whimper weakly, feeling his stubborn cock exert this unbearable yet delicious pressure on your gummy walls. It felt like the room was spinning. All you could sputter out was hiccoughs and pleas for him to keep going — which made a devilish, toothy grin spread on Armin's face.
"Aw, your pathetic pussy's already tired isn't it? Oh, too bad, baby, too bad."
Armin's mouth gets even dirtier as the creampie count goes up. His delicious seed is sloppily spilling out the sides while his cock relentlessly bullies your hole. How could it not spill out when you're so stretched out?
He lowers his pretty, lustful gaze at the place where you and him connect. He won't say it, but he's so impressed at how well his baby takes him.
The bed springs are getting worn down as he gets into a merciless pace. His breaths become ragged and his voice shakes with pleasure as he speaks.
"D–damn, babyyy — you should just give up on working n' be my full-time slut. You'd like that right? Just staying in my bedroom all day, waiting 'till I get home so I can fuck this slutty pussy dumb? Mmm — don't paw at my abs baby, that's so indecent."
Of course, he has to add that at the end of his awful speech while he shoves his whole length inside; when he's balls deep, he gets so much meaner.
He holds his cock inside you like that, as if he's testing your hole. " God, 'm gonna ruin your pretty hole, 'gonna make sure you remember who loves you most." he pants, feverishly kissing your shoulders.
That mean mouth comes kissing up your sweat-dampened neck until it hovers over your flaming cheeks. "Aw, is my slut cryin' 'cause she can't handle daddy being mean?"
"Nooo! 'love it, 'love it please don't stop!" you hiccough, " 'm gonna — m' gonnaaaa — !" you let out a strangled cry that your neighbors most definitely hear, cumming hard on Armin's cock.
A white ring of both cream and cum coats his base, frothing up more and more as he fucks himself into your heat over and over again.
Those sexy brows of his furrow deeply, causing a cleft between them. He looks so devilishly handsome, so lustfully angry, that in your fucked-out state you nearly ask him to marry you right there in your sweaty, messy bed.
More fat, hot tears of pleasure flow down your cheeks, so Armin licks them up. He hovers menacingly over your swollen lips.
"Hey, look at me — yeah, look at me, slut. Did I give you permission to cum? No, no I don't think I did." he feathers in a saccharine tone that doesn't reflect his nasty words at all. "you better announce when you're gonna cum, or I'll make you cry harder, okay?" he adds with a smile.
You think that's nasty enough to say, but oh no he gets worse when he's ready to cum again.
That tongue knows how to do two things very well; eating you out and spouting awful shit. "All you're good for is taking dick, huh? Yeah? But I love 'that 'bout you, baby. Now be a good slut and take daddy's cum, too, 'let's get that naughty pussy knocked up."
#mdni#smut#🐬ocean prince#armin#armin arlert#armin x reader#armin x you#armin x y/n#armin x fem reader#armin x reader smut#aot smut#snk smut#attack on titan smut#shingeki no kyoujin smut
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Hiiii I'm new here and I was curious if you could maybe do headcannons for the Papa's with a plus size reader? I lovvvvvve ur blog it's such a comfort and I'm really sorry in advance if this request is crossing a boundary, again no matter what, thanks!!!
No boundary crossed, we're all good!! I'm so glad that my blog can provide such a comfort for others and I really appreciate the kind words <3 headcanons coming up!! There's no spicy content but there is v brief suggestive content if you squint so MINORS DNI!!
𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐨
Primo adores every single inch of you
He may be old, but he's not afraid to show you how much he loves you just the way you are
Worships the ground beneath you tbh
If you're insecure about your body or your weight, Primo will listen to everything you have to say and process it before speaking up
He doesn't want to come across as accidentally dismissing your insecurities by being like "what are you talking about you look fine"
He always makes sure to compliment you on things about your appearance that you've chosen or changed yourself
Your clothes, your hair, if you have a disability aid he compliments the way you've customised it (e.g. with stickers)
But that doesn't mean he doesn't compliment your body or your looks. He just knows that it can really boost one's confidence to compliment and appreciate the things about themselves they've chosen rather than the things they didn't get a say in
𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨
You think he'd ever judge you for not being skinny? Laughable
He's definitely a guy who prefers a partner who is more curvy or with a body that you'd expect to see in the Renaissance style paintings hanging up around the abbey
Secondo makes damn sure you never doubt that he is infatuated with you, both body and soul
Fingers that trail over your every curve, kisses that leave you breathless
He has a personal tailor on call to make clothes for you that flatter and show off your figure to help boost your confidence
The thought of you hiding your body because you're not skinny and self-conscious about it makes him feel rather sad, so he wants to do whatever he can to boost your confidence and reassure you that you are still a beautiful/handsome person no matter what your body looks like
Admittedly, when you first got together he would be like "I don't get why you're so self conscious about how you look" but after listening to you and letting you talk about your feelings he understands better and does what he can to support you
If he ever thinks you're not eating enough because of being self-conscious, he will gently encourage you to eat and will even share the food that's on your plate between the two of you to try and make it feel less daunting
𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐳𝐨
Your biggest hype man tbh
Constantly complimenting you, but you can tell he truly means it and is being sincere with how emphatic his words are
Terzo will spend however long it takes with you in front of a mirror showing you every part of you that he adores and cherishes so that you believe that he truly doesn't care about your weight or about any of the skinnier siblings of sin at the Ministry
He has eyes only for you
Like Secondo, he will make use of his personal tailor to craft outfits for you that both flatter and show off your figure
If you're someone who wears makeup, he will also personally hire a makeup artist for you for very special occasions so that you feel even more beautiful/handsome
He likes to joke that being with someone that's not skinny means there's more of you to love and worship
However, when you're in the bedroom it certainly doesn't become a joke anymore and he shows you just how much he wishes to worship you
𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐚
If you're ever upset or insecure over your appearance, Copia will also be upset
He's very empathetic and so if you're sad he's sad
He adores your body and every single thing about you and won't allow for you or anyone else to even dare think that you're not beautiful or handsome because of not being skinny
He'd honestly get Cumulus to talk to you about any insecurities you might have because she's also plus size and she gets it even as a ghoul
Copia will sometimes write little love letters or poems talking at great length about your beauty, your body, the things he loves about you more than anything else in the world
Has been caught looking at your butt more than once
Loves to rest his hands on your hips and his chin on your shoulder as you both gaze out of the window
He doesn't use a tailor for you. Why? Because he makes his own costumes and as such he knows a lot about making and tailoring custom clothes for others. He hand crafts special outfits for you to enhance the beauty you already have and show you off because you deserve the best damn it and he's going to give it to you personally
#primo#papa emeritus i#secondo#papa emeritus ii#terzo#papa emeritus iii#cardinal copia#papa emeritus iv#primo x reader#papa emeritus i x reader#secondo x reader#papa emeritus ii x reader#terzo x reader#papa emeritus iii x reader#cardinal copia x reader#papa emeritus iv x reader#the band ghost#headcanons#headcanon requests
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Things will get better with time
Hey! This is my first ever fic so hopefully it makes some sense haha. Written for a lovely soul I met here on Tumblr a few days ago, asking someone to write them a comfort fic so here i am, trying to save the day. Hope you will like it! Tell me what you think!
Ps. this is not proofread, it is 11pm here and my brain is dying:)
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Pairing: Billy Russo x fem!reader (not canon, this Billy is actually sweet and caring!)
warnings: a bit of swearing, feelings of being unworthy (can't think of anything else tbh)
Summary: You are on a girl's trip in Greece with your best friend but things aren't really going the way you anticipated. After a fight with her, you leave the hotel and find yourself sitting on a lonely bench when a weird stranger asks if you're okay.
A lot of angst to comfort.
Word count: 2937
Greece. Greece.
You muttered to yourself as your eyes scanned over the department board once more, simply to confirm that this was really happening. Your first ever trip abroad. You were beyond excited as you continued to find your friend in the maze of people and luggage. All the thoughts of warm nights, hours spent by the beach and days of simply existing and relaxing were filling your mind. As you finally spotted Stephanie your excitement grew even more. A girl’s trip, something you have anticipated for quite some time now. She was, as usual, completely wrapped up in her boyfriend’s arms. Not that you didn’t want her to be happy, not that you were jealous, it was just… sometimes you wanted to spend time with just her, without Luke always there. But now you have finally managed to escape his prying eyes, his ever-present arms around your best friend and his snarky comments of always stealing his girl away from him. And to be honest, you were pretty happy about finally getting rid of him.
“I’ll miss you baby,” Stephanie said for the hundredth time in the last ten minutes. The boarding would start any minute now and yet here you were, still in the departure hall, trying to get Steph to bid goodbye and finally enjoy herself on this trip. Luke hugged her once more while saying “Call me every day, okay baby girl?” and your friend profoundly nodded, as if to confirm something far greater than just to call her boyfriend every once in a while.
The flight, to your surprise, was quite smooth. That went without counting Stephanie’s constant cries of how she wishes Luke would have come with you. Don’t be so harsh, you told yourself, it is the first time they are really away from each other. You tried to seek some understanding within you and for the first hour you actually did find it. But when the conversation would not steer in a different direction even after two hours, you simply excused yourself from the one-sided debate, popped in your earphones and tried to fall asleep. You thought of all the beaches again, of the sea, and of course, of all the handsome men you will probably meet in Greece.
It was not as if Steph was a bad friend. She was wonderful at times. Attentive, caring, supportive. But that was all before she met Luke. After they started dating, you have been cast aside, thrown away like a used doll that didn’t fit the child’s expectations anymore. And you understood, for who you were to stand between two people in love? So you salvaged all the little time you could get with your friend, enduring all the conversations about her love life, feeling happy for her. You just hoped things would get better with time. But they never really did.
When you finally touched down in Greece, you were welcomed with gentle warm breeze on your cheeks and the sun stroking your hair gently in the late afternoon. The ride to your hotel was silent, a fact you were much thankful for after the exhausting flight. You guessed Steph was tired too but as you looked behind your shoulder to the backseat, you found her with her phone glued to her hands, her eyes fixed on the screen. “Everything good Steph?” you asked, concerned something was the matter as she was frowning quite hard. She looked up momentarily and forged a small smile on her lips as a form of wordless apology. She said, surprising you “Yeah, it’s just Luke. He was asking about the flight; you know how he is with planes” and chuckling a bit to herself as her eyes returned to the screen. You simply nodded, knowing she is not paying attention to you anyways. Luke, always Luke… even here in Greece, with all the beautiful scenery around, it’s always Luke. Yet you could not really bring yourself to feel anger, or at least not enough of it. It will get better, you thought to yourself as the car came to a halt in front of your hotel.
The first two days were weird, to say the least. Your room was spacious, beautifully furnished and with a dazzling view of the town you were staying in and of the seemingly endless glimmering sea. The food was great, the people were kind and the weather even kinder to you. You have heard quite a lot of people say that Greece is insufferable at this time of the year for its hot temperatures, but you guessed you were lucky as there was always gentle breeze cooling you down. Everything was great. Except that it was not. Stephanie, despite promising you she would reserve her daily calls with Luke for the less busy afternoons, was on her phone most of the time.
“Oh, I’m sorry, Luke’s calling me, I gotta go”.
“Can this wait? Luke and I are going to facetime now”.
“Luke’s texting me, hold that thought!”
On and on, these sentences and their versions filled your days like a plague. You were getting tired of always being put second, never really being the first option Steph would choose. Because even though she was there with you, she still decided to prioritize her boyfriend. Now don’t get it wrong, you were happy for her, you truly were. But you also thought that maybe this was not entirely fair towards you. After all this was supposed to be a getaway from your work, you busy life, from all the other people. It was supposed to be just the two of you, like the old times. And you still thought that maybe things will get better.
The late afternoon has finally begun to bleed into an endless night when you suggested going for a walk through the little town. “I suppose we could do that; it could be fun!” Stephanie exclaimed, finally agreed to doing something other than just lying in her bed facetiming Luke. You were beyond happy for finally snatching some of her attention for yourself. The two of you agreed on dressing up a bit so that you could take some lovely photos by the white houses typical for this area. You put on a beautiful flowy dress that hugged your curves perfectly and reached just above your bare knees, with flowing sleeves of blue see-through fabric. The neckline was a little lower than what you would usually go for, yet it still didn’t reveal much, only a hint, only a tease. Your hair was twisted into a simple up-do and you also put on some lighter make up, just to compliment the look. As you stood in front of the mirror, you felt so beautiful. Yet something was still missing. Oh, the earrings! You thought as you remembered you bought a pair of intricate gold earrings on the farmer’s market the other day. An old lady sold them to you, telling you they were literally made for you. And boy, was she right. You looked gorgeous.
“Steph, I’m ready!” you called out from the bathroom.
But your friend didn’t return the excitement which now began to slowly replace itself with disappointment. “You’re gonna hate me…” She didn’t even need to go on, you already knew where this was going. “Luke? Again? Seriously? You guys just spent the last four hours talking on the phone!” and this long-held disappointment and neglect has finally merged into a well-deserved anger. “But he says it’s important! Come on, you can’t be mad at me. I miss him so much…” Stephanie countered your angry statement with a response filled with sadness. “I wouldn’t be mad if it was just a one-time thing but Steph, you’ve been on your phone the whole time we’ve been here. I feel like I don’t even exist to you!” now you were beginning to fight, your emotions getting the better of you. “That’s now true!” your friend yelled back at you. “You know goddamn well that it is.” You said, voice barely above whisper, as if you were afraid that if you spoke loudly it would break. As if you stood your ground, then you would break. And Stephanie just stood there, looking at you, not really knowing what to say. Maybe she knew you were right, maybe she did really feel bad. But it didn’t matter anymore. You were hurt, you were lonely and you just wanted to hide somewhere and cry your heart out. So, picking up your purse and walking towards the door, you turned to her one last time and quietly left. There was nothing else to say.
You could not exactly recall when the tears started to stream down your face, ruining your pretty make up. And you also could not recall when you’ve abolished trying to walk in these uncomfortable shoes, or how exactly you got to the lonely bench you were now sitting on. The moon was high up in the sky now, the stars singing their lullaby to anyone willing to listen. The sea was quiet and dark, a companion for worse times. And the omnipresent wind sometimes ever-so-slightly ruffled through the leaves of the trees enveloping you like a safe haven. It was peaceful, to say the least. And it indeed was a nice contrast to the war of emotions taking place in your heart. A part of you felt bad for leaving Steph like that, a part of you felt like maybe you should have yelled at her more. And as you were crying silently in the embrace of the night, you didn’t even notice the presence of someone else behind you.
“Are you alright?
You jumped at the sound of a deep velvet voice that cut through the silence like a knife. Oh shit, oh shit. Suddenly the state of your situation started to dawn on you. You were completely alone, on the outskirts of the city, in a dress and now with a strange man. I’m fucked. You decided to play it safe.
“Yeah.” You tried to sound strong but your voice was laced with sadness and salty tears.
“Are you sure? I thought I heard you cryin’ so I decided to check on you.” The stranger spoke up, his voice firm, yet somehow gentle and warm. Maybe he was not a bad guy after all. And you so desperately needed a shoulder to cry on, you didn’t really care whose the shoulder would be.
When you didn’t reply, too caught up in thinking about the pros and cons, the man quietly moved next to the bench. But he didn’t sit down just yet. He was approaching you as if you were a scared animal, trying to get you to trust him. His scent filled the air around you; a sweet cologne, a bit of fire and something you could not quite name. It was pleasant, you had to admit.
“Mind if I sit?” he asked, jerking you out of your overthinking. You silently nodded to let him know he could sit down next to you, hoping he wasn’t some kind of a creep. He sat down next to you, not close enough to let your shoulders touch, but not far enough that you could not sense the warmth radiating off his body.
“So…” he said, suddenly unsure of himself. But you could not bare the weight of all the emotions anymore and words started to spill out without you having any control over them.
“I hate it, I hate her. I hate that I feel like this. I feel so fucking lonely, on my own goddamn holiday! I thought we would have a good time, that I would relax and enjoy myself and instead I am here, sitting on a bench god knows where with a stranger listening to me because my best friend is too selfish to do that instead.” At the end you were almost screaming into the night, your body trembling, your eyes stained with tears, your heart breaking at the realisation of what was really happening. It was pathetic really. Telling a stranger things like that, how does that even happen? But you felt like you could trust him. There was just something about him that made you feel safe. And he was listening intently, not saying anything. He was just there. And that was all you needed in that moment. When he noticed how shaken up you were, he placed his hand affirmingly on shoulder to encourage you to continue. When you calmed down a bit, you resumed your rant.
“My friend and I, we agreed to go here on vacation. As a way to relax, you know. I thought it would be great. It is actually my first ever trip abroad. But she wouldn’t get off the phone. She is always talking to her boyfriend. Always. Texting, calling, facetiming, you name it. It’s as if I’m not even there! And it hurts so much, it feels so lonely. And I tried talking to her about it but we just got into a fight and now I am here, crying instead of enjoying this trip.”
His fingers were drawing gentle circles on your bare shoulder and you found it soothing.
“I’m so sorry. That’s pretty shitty.”
“Yeah, it is shitty.” It almost made you laugh. Because it was shitty.
“Look, your friend is a really bad friend. Abandoning you like this, that’s not somethin’ good friends do. You deserve so much better than this. I usually tell people that they should talk things out but if you’ve tried that and it turned into an argument, maybe it would be better if you gave this friendship some time and space. So that both of you can assess your priorities. And to also realize what is important to you.” He said, his voice calm and even, comforting your worried heart. “It doesn’t take the pain away now, I know. But it will help you a lot in the future.”
“I hate that you’re right.” you agreed and much to your surprise, smiled. “It’s just a lot of built-up anger I suppose. And disappointment too. It has been going on like this for quite some time but I never really noticed it until now.”
He took a breath as if to think a bit on what to say next, as if you weren’t going to like what he got to say about it. “I understand. Sometimes we just want to see the good in people no matter how much they’ve hurt us. And we are too blind to see that they are causin’ too much pain and not enough happiness. Sometimes it’s just better to let people go. You can be happy on your own, happier even. You know, go and see a movie alone, go to a museum or to the beach, just enjoy your own company.”
“But doesn’t that get lonely?” you asked, still looking out at the sea. It calmed you down, the repetitiveness of the waves, the sound of water and also the warmth of his hand still on your shoulder.
“Sometimes. But I have found out it is better to be lonely than to be with the wrong people.”
It were those words that made you finally turn around and look at him. And you were met with a sight worth more than words could ever describe. A man so handsome you thought he was conjured by your own imagination. But then, your imagination could not possibly produce something so perfect. His eyes, dark as the sea draped in darkness, looking warmly at you. His lips curled into the faintest reassuring smile. You could tell his hair was once neatly styled with gel, now ruffled and messy, yet still looking soft. And to top it all off, his perfectly trimmed beard.
He smiled at you, a wide and beautiful smile. “Hey there.”
You weren’t looking at him, no, you were quite intently staring. “I’m Billy.” He extended his hand towards you, waiting.
“Y/N” you said at last, smiling too. You shook his hand and suddenly felt the urge to apologise. “I’m so sorry, I probably shouldn’t have done tha-“ “Don’t apologize sweetheart. I couldn’t bear to see you cry.”
A quiet “Thank you” found its way onto your lips. And his smile grew even wider. “Please, don’t thank me. Letting you talk it out was the least I could do.”
And even though his voice was reassuring, and his eyes told you he spoke earnestly, you still couldn’t shake the feeling you should feel bad. Maybe because you were still shaken up from Stephanie not listening to you or maybe because you found yourself on a bench in Greece with this handsome man, spilling your heart out. And suddenly, tears rolled down your cheeks again and your heart felt too heavy to carry once more.
“Oh no, baby, come here.” Billy said as he wiped some of your tears with his thumbs. “Shhh, it’s all okay sweetheart, it’s okay” he whispered into your hair as he pulled you closer. His strong arms hid you away from the world, pressed against his chest, and you wished for nothing more than to simply stay in this little shelter that he suddenly became. “I’m here Y/N, I’m here. All is well, it’s okay” he repeated, rocking you back and forth, as you cried into his shirt. And as you stayed there, on that bench, talking the night away in Billy’s arms, you let yourself believe that, for the first time in a while, things will get better with time.
#billy russo x reader#the punisher#billy russo#billy russo x you#billy russo fluff#billy russo imagine#billy russo x y/n#billy russo x female reader
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Im so normal about this man I swear
vampire spawn!tav x astarion
rated: m (just to be safe tbh)
mostly this all inspired by dnd vampire spawn character sheets and vtm vampire stuff
It is rare but not unheard of for the hunger, the cost of eternity binding all vampires, turns some into feral beasts. Some become mindless-- Most become mindless thralls used like cannon fodder-- But some embrace it. When the hunger becomes too much, when you are near the brink of death, when threatened into a corner: the beast comes out. A roaring lion lurking in the shadows with claws out and teeth bared, he has to admit that part of you had unnerved him. Feral beasts are not so easily controlled, especially when he was not the one who turned you.
But he found a way to slip a collar on you.
When the beast becomes too much when you slaughtered the goblins in the Blighted Village. Climbing on walls, claws ripping into foul flesh, when fangs are used to only tear apart throats. You were in a dazy, the state of in-between sanity and hunger-driven insanity.
He brought you back, with that charming smile and sweet poisonous voice-- You fear he has you ensnared as your master has. He was-- is-- Handsome and you easily fell for the gentleman who showed interest in you. Small village, a person who wanted to fly out of the nest, and a fancy-dressed man who promised to show the world if you trusted him. You trusted him like you trust the vampire who smiles like an actor performing in the show of his life. Maybe, no, he is doing just that.
Back at camp, you praise the Gods no one saw you. You had bathed, skin still raw from the scrubbing and smell of citrus from the bath oil you crafted. The armor is a mess for the blood but that is not unusual. You pray the blood either dries and flakes off or is washed off by the rain at some point. Returning to camp in your campsite clothes with the white-haired rogue who plays it off as ‘friendly chat’ does not make you happy. The only friend of sorts is Shadowheart. Maybe because you respected her beliefs and she respected you in return, who knows, you just know you need to seek her out. A follower of Shar is comforting when she talks about the teachings of loss… To let go.
Darkness and loss go hand in hand.
There is a nudge in your mind, a soft nudge as you smile and brush off the worry in Wyll’s voice.
You know his touch in your mind, the way it brushes against you like the way the hands of a lover subtlety hint for the other to find them later.
Only he is not your lover and if you were mean-spirited, you would call him your blood donor.
Instead, you are grateful to him and you let him slip into your mind. A whisper, a hit of concern, and an excuse for you to make later.
Later comes too soon.
“I don’t know. It sometimes just happens.” He is not happy, he thinks you are trying to starve yourself because of guilt. “I was one moment walking and then…”
You show him, bare yourself for judgment. When you go back to kick your feet slowly in the river with the kindred beside you carefully sitting close but not too close to the river to get wet. When the memory shared ends with seeing him holding your face he sighs.
“I am no teacher,” Throwing his hands in the air, “Honestly, most would be rampaging and be killed by a hunter.” You frown upon hearing those words. When will you go too far? When will Wyll have to turn his blade to you? “There has to be--”
“I’m scared.”
Those red eyes fall to you, slightly wide open not expecting you to outright say something so vulnerable. The silence that follows is one from shock, Astarion lying on the ground staring up at the night sky with too many stars for his liking. His hand folded over his stomach.
“We will figure this out.” He needs you on his side, better to be in pairs than in a pack against him, or you because they will not just stop at you. “Trust me.” Being kind is odd and you laugh so softly the sound of the river nearly drowns it out. Turning your head in his direction next to you, a pat of your hand on his hand.
“Of course, as far as you want.”
#reader insert#astarion#astarion x reader#astarion x you#baldur's gate fanfiction#baldurs gate 3#fanfiction
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Fluff Alphabet - Hermes pt. 2
Fluff for our fluffy babe
Fandom: Blood of Zeus
Letters: I, N, U, V, W
Warnings: None, Fluff
Enjoy~
I nspired - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?
His s/o helped him work through some his childhood trauma w/ his step mother Hera
& just generally helped teach him that his feeling matter and that they are ok to express when he needs to
He’s always so busy helping others and being a shoulder for his s/o that he kinda forgets/ doesn’t really think about his needs in the same vain
N icknames - What do they call their s/o?
His Nicknames for you:
My Love/ My Heart
Sweetheart
Bug (cuz you’re smol and you’re his cuddle-bug lol)
Angel
Your Nicknames for him:
Herm
Speedy
Baby
Handsome
U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?
Very empathetic!!
This is our sweet boi!!!
This man is the one to go to when you need to be heard and a shoulder to cry on, he’ll listen to you for as long as you need him to & give answers/ comments when you want them
After being with you he can read you better than yourself sometimes
If you’re getting anxious in a social situation he knows and will help you as best he can, either by comforting you or leaving if you need to
If you’re feeling sad he can see that will go out, get your favorite treat or meal and cuddle with you on the couch till you’re ready to talk about it
V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it thats worth in comparison to other things in their life?
If you’re serious you’re his near top priority tbh —especially if y’all are married
If you tied together he values your opinion when it comes to the smallest things like what to have for dinner to big life decisions like whether of not he should take a job
You’re his rock and he wakes up grateful everyday he has you
W ild Card - A random. Fluff Headcanon.
Hermes really wants to be a daddy—biological or adoption, he don’t care
One day you offed to watch your friend’s kid so they and their partner could have a night for the two of them
Being friends them as well, Hermes came over to help you
Your friends left midday so about an hour after they were gone you packed up the babe and the three of you went to the store to get a few things for dinner
Placing the toddler in the cart you began pushing them around and Hermes watched as the two of you interacted.
He couldn’t help the smile pulling at his lips when you’d deviate from your path to look at something the little girl was pointing at
Watching you cave and getting her an ice cream for after dinner warmed his heart
Then to top it off he couldn’t help feeling an odd sense of happiness when an elderly women at the check out commented on your little group
“I just have to say, you are the cutest little family.” Hermes just smiled wide, his arm slung around your shoulders as he thanked the women. In the moment you just laughed it off and smiled back
It wasn’t till the two of you were making dinner, your friend’s kid watching a movie in the livingroom, when you bring up what happened
“You thanked that woman when she mistaked us for a family,” you started, stirring the pot on the stove.
Coming up from behind you, Hermes wraps his arms around your midsection and kisses your shoulder
“Is the idea of us having a family that terrible,” he jokes, his warm laugher vibrating against your back
“No,” you quickly say. Putting the lid on the pot you turn in his arms, “It’s just that I hadn’t thought about it much.”
“Really?” he says, eyebrows raised amused.
“Do you think about it alot?”
“All the time,” his admission steals the breath from your lungs and your belly flutter in the best way
“Really?” your response mirroring one of his own, except this one is filled with more awe and love than humor
“Really,” he confirms, knocking his forehead against yours, “I’ve known since the moment I met you’re my one and with each day, including this one, I’m reminded how great of a parent I think you’d be,” can this man make a person melt anymore?!?
“I think you’d be great too,” you confess, wrapping your arms around his shoulders pulling him down for a kiss and just as your lips touch you hear a little voice behind you
“Groooosss,” you and Hermes share a little laugh, figuring if this is the future you want you might as well get used to it now
[Pt. 1]
Hope you enjoyed that :3
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Requested by : ME.
Genre: (Not really sure tbh, maybe fluff) (SFW)
Headcanons : Denki Kaminari x Idol!Male Reader !!
Fem/Fem aligned DNI
You and Denki has been together since you guys were in second year of high school. The both of you started off as friends but decided to take the next step after knowing the feelings were mutual.
If you were happy, imagine how happy and giddy he feels when he knew that you liked him as much as he likes you. He was screaming into his pillows when he found out and Bakugou would 100% beat him up for being too loud.
I mean of course he would feel giddy, it’s literally you. Everyone admired you because you’re a famous idol ! Even before you became an idol and was still a student, you were always loved by everyone especially with how kind and thoughtful you are and how charismatic you are! Of course there’s some times that you would be all shy but that’s normal !
Despite having many fans since high school till now, your gaze has never left that one energetic blonde.
You personally liked him because in some sort of way he’s kind of likeable. Every time when yours and his class would have periods together you always caught yourself staring at him with glistening eyes.
The both of you would sometimes help eachother when you guys partner up back in high school.
Now that you’re a famous and a shining idol, life was different. It started from the majority of the school liking you to almost everyone around the globe liking you which means Denki has some competition but of course, he knows better than to fight with your fans… (i think..) but overall if anybody dares to call themselves ’your biggest fan’ he would shut them up and tell them why he’s your biggest fan. It never fails to get a laugh out of you.
Despite him picking ‘fights’ with your fans, your fans still loves him because he’s your boyfriend and he makes you happy. Plus, its funny to see him 'fight' with a fan on Twitter about ‘who's your biggest fan’.
He honestly loves drawing and making art of you and he never fails to amaze you with his artistic skills, you make room to keep his art whether its on your walls or on the shelves bit theres sometimes moments where he would draw nsfw and when you saw it you jokingly pouted and said ”I dont wanna be friends with you anymore” in a joking manner. He felt his heart ache and tried apologizing to you while you were laughing, he knew you were just playing but it doesn’t hurt to play along right?
Even if its nsfw work you just kept it because he took his time to draw it for you but deep down you know that he’s just messing with you by making you nsfw art, c’mon guys- it’s literally Denki he can be a little pervert sometimes— (LMAO)
He obviously would religiously attend you concerts, in fact he’s always the first one to be there because he came with you and he has the pleasure of going backstage to meet you. Of course there’s moments that he couldn’t come to your concerts because it clashed with his hero work but whenever there’s free time and you’re having a concert, you bet your ass he’s there. Even if he has hero work he can just comeback home after a long day and listen to you sing a song for him to help him sleep, that itself is already a concert for him and only him.
He would obviously compliment how pretty and handsome you are in the outfits you have to wear and would literally beg to match with you because he wants to look good with you :))
He would purposely take selfies of you and him going on a date and post it online to piss off your fans while you just laugh at their responses to the post.
You yourself would post pictures of you and him going on dates or just enjoying each other’s company while the comments are filled with “me n who ?” or “gay.”
He most definitely did a better job at protecting you from your fans compared to the security guards, lets not forget that despite you and him are dating, he’s still a pro hero, working hard for world peace so he knows what he’s doing.
He definitely enjoys calling you petnames like pretty boy, cutie, baby and other petnames whenever the two are you in an interview on TV just to tease you because the expressions you’re making is too cute.
He would sometimes attend to your practices, whether its dance or singing. He only sometimes attend because he knows that you prefer to work alone and he respects that.
He only comes when you said he can.
thats what he said
Hai !! Izaki here, its been a while since I wrote anything here so I decided a denki x reader would be nice bcz i just love him so muchhh aaaaaa—-
I’ll see you guys laterrr bye byeee !!
#denki fluff#denki x reader#denki kaminari#denki kaminari x male reader#anime x male reader#x male reader#kaminari denki#kaminari x reader#male reader#mha#mha x male reader#x reader#aesthetic#my hero academia x male reader#boku no hero acedamia#my hero acedamia#boku no hero academia
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—Our favourite blondes on a dating show ੈ♡‧₊˚
Summary: Headcanons + small drabbles of two stoic, blonde men falling for you during a dating show
Pairing: Nanami Kento x reader & Kunikida Doppo x reader
Type: Fluff
Warning: None tbh, maybe a bit ooc?, pet calling like "puppy"
A/N: I kinda got inspired by single's inferno, ex on the beach and paradise hotel haha
⇢ ˗ˏˋ Nanami Kento:
—
— It's a bit of a shocker that he even is here on the dating show, he doesn't seem the type to do this type of thing.
—Nanami is litteraly a one-woman-way type. He sets his eyes on someone and would follow through
—Fortunately for you, it was you who caught his attention first and would be the last.
—The first impression of him was a stoic, handsome man who was deemed unapproachable. So it was hard for you both to get to know one another.
—Grumpy x shunsine trope ig or maybe even grumpy x grumpy
—But after getting to know a bit about each other and talk, things just clicked and you guys were more comfortable with each other. And more compatible than you both thought.
—He was someone who was easy to talk to, to your surprise.
—It was the small moments that made him fall for you harder, from the small dates, hanging out and talking, to competing for each other, getting to know one another better.
—The late night talks with him>>>>>
—
“I'm happy we got to meet.” He was holding your hand gently, softly stroking your knuckles. You gave off a small giggle, something Nanami adored, "Is that so?"
"Yeah, I wouldn't have it any other way."
You nod and shifted his head from the pillow to your lap, "I'm guessing you've made up your mind then.."
He looks up at you, "Wasn't it obvious?"
And you laugh, shaking your head.
“What about you? Have you made up your mind?”
You took a moment to answer, nodding slowly as to acknowledge his question. There were more days to come, more chances to get to know the other participants, yet..
"Yeah," you let out softly, "Yeah, I have."
Nanami let's out a breath he had been holding, easing his worries a bit. Although he was still worried it wasn't him, but someone else. His heart skipped a beat.
"That man must be lucky,"
Your free hand softly stroked his golden locks, reasurring him in an indirect way.
"The luckiest puppy, aswell as for me."
—
—You giving him nicknames is just jsidbdhdj it makes his heart flutter.
—When you finally said his name BOYYY, he thought his heart would explode.
—Although he would hide it, like with a complete poker face.
—Man waits for you patiently and doesn't want to be pushy or pressure you
—Even though he gets insecure and jealous around Geto and Gojo when they interact with you.
—The ease and the happiness that shoots through him when you choose him in the end out of all the male participants.
—It wouldn't be a lie when I say people are screaming and cheering happily when that happened lol.
—Both of you leaving as a powerful, elegant couple fit for each other
—
Nanami held his breath as he heard Geto's name leave your lips. His heart was hammering in his chest, prepared to be rejected and let down in the nicest way possible.
However, after Geto's name being called and letting the guy down as softly as you could, you stood before Nanami and he let's out the breath he had been holding.
Your hand reached out to him, beckoning him.
"Let's go, Kento." You smile, "Or should I say 'puppy'?"
A nickname you had chosen for him due to his loyalty he had for you, the way his eyes had landed on you, set on you.
Holding your hand and leaving the place, Nanami felt a pure bliss he had never felt before. Happy that he chose you and you did the same.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ Kunikida Doppo:
—Now this man.. Nobody would ever have thought he would join a dating show but here he is 🧑🦯
—This man is much harder to get than Nanami (*cough* his ideal woman..)
—First impression was a stoic, cold man with high value in women.
—So it was a bit hard at first when talking to him as he was a very closed person.
—This man isn't really a one-woman-way, but if he really sets his eyes on someone then maybe. So don't expect him that much to stick to you. But..
—By some miracles, you guys did get a bit close and know one another.
—What you learned about him was that, beneath his tough and hard exterior, he was actually a very soft person with a big heart.
—When you saw his list of ideal woman though-
—
"Kunikida?" You peaked from his notebook. Kunikida looks at you, eyes filled with anticipation.
"Yes?"
"I don't think you would find a woman like that here."
—
—Man really took that as a huge hit for a few days before revalidating his ideal woman and maybe even rewriting it.
—You noticed how he got much quieter after that and confronted him, wanting to talk about it.
—You did feel abit guilty for saying that aswell
—
" I'm sorry, it was a bit harsh, wasn't it?" You sat down beside him, feeling guilty.
"No it wasn't, it was an eye opener." He looks at the scenery before him, "Even though it did hurt a bit."
Your eyes followed his pursuit, the sun was setting and a peaceful mood floods you both.
"Still, it isn't a bad thing to have some standards or have a dream woman."
It was silent for a moment before you continued, "You may not find one here but maybe out there somewhere, you might meet your dream woman. Or someone close to it."
He gives a short chuckle, before looking at you, his little eye opener.
"Maybe I already have."
—
—After that confrontation and talking about it, you two were very much closer now.
—Often going on dates, hanging out, being partnered up during competition, it wouldn't be a lie when people noticed it and was rooting for you both
—He definitely made up his mind as time went by. Although he doesn't really wanna admit it, you've changed him for the better and more positively.
—Even though he was still cold and stoic, he wasn't fully unapproachable now, often and sometimes giving small smiles, and being a bit more open to people.
—However, despite all the other female participants that got close to him, he got his eyes set on you.
—THIS MAN WOULD WAIT FOR YOU AND GO TO BREAKFAST, DINNER, LUNCH WITH YOU.
-The way he kisses your hand in private-
—
"May I?" He held your hand to his lips, and you laugh all heartedly.
"Yeah,"
With that cue, he places a chaste kiss on your hand, smiling.
—
—Gentleman without a doubt
—This man aswell can wait patiently for you, and doesn't want to pressure you or psuh you into something you don't want to.
—He is very insecure though, so it's surprising to him that you keep pampering him when we have someone like Dazai who is a specialist womanizer
—Yet you reassure him that he is just as charming and beautiful as Dazai, maybe even more.
—Man gets a little jealous when you hang with other men due to his insecurities, but would respectfully let you do so and maybe talk about it later, or more likely to try harder.
—When you chose him in the end, the happiness that washed over him couldn't even be explained as he held your hand leaving the place.
—Both walking out as a cute, soft couple matching perfectly for each other.
—
"Dazai," Dazai's name rolled out of your lips after much consideration.
He knew it, deep down Kunikida knew it. That you would choose Dazai and not him.
After all, Dazai was someone better match for you. A bright, handsome person who is easy to talk to and get along with.
"Thank you for everything and choosing me, but I don't feel the same way," Kunikida's heart skipped a beat as he heard that.
You rejected Dazai? You let him down..
Dazai, the most charming person, the man woman fawned over all the time. The one who is a better match than him.
Kunikida held another breath as you stood before him, your eyes meeting his greyish green ones.
Maybe you would let him down aswell, feeling like he wasn't a match for you or share the same feeling as he did, and choose to leave on your own.
"Shall we go? little grumpy cat," You held out your hand to him.
His eyes widens, and let's out the breath he held in.
Taking your hand in his and walking off, he couldnt have been any happier than to be with you and be your chosen one.
"Grumpy cat?" Kunikida questioned you on the way out.
"Well you're quite grumpy and sometimes even hissy like a cat, " you teased him, leaning more onto him, as your voice softened, "But, I love that part of you—"
"I love every parts of you."
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🐍🐎 For Hancock plz? The romance alphabet if'n you don't mind? This bitch misses her Ghoulfriend.
You got it 👌
Tbh, I miss Hancock too 😩 I need to get back into playing soon 😅
But for now, here's this to tide everyone over!
H) Honesty. Are they honest with their s/o? How important is it to them in a relationship?
Loyalty is big for this ghoul, and honesty is no different. He won't tolerate a lot of lying. A little? Sure, it won't make or break things, but he ain't happy about it.
Hancock would do anything for the people he's closest to, so the least he can expect is that you respect him enough to be honest with him.
A) Attention. How much attention do they want in the relationship?
Aw, this really is his weak spot. Hancock craves attention like crazy, so he's a bit high-maintenance in a relationship, he won't lie to you about it. When you're together, he wants to be with you. He wants to be touching you, and having side conversations, engaging in inside jokes, wants you as close as possible. But... he does understand that it can't always be that way. He's a Mayor, and he knows what it's like to have to mingle with the masses, and he loves it, honestly, so he won't be mad if you want some space. If you give him the word, he'll back off and allow a bit of distance, but you both know how he prefers it.
N) Nickname. What are the nicknames they have for their s/o? Do they like when their s/o uses nicknames?
You all know the one. Sunshine is definitely his nickname of choice, but he is quite the collector of pet names. Pretty much anything is on the table, but he'll be sure to make a mental note of the ones you seem to like most, and try to rattle those off more often than the rest. He tends to be partial to baby/babe, sweetheart, and gorgeous or handsome.
As for him? He likes his name the way it is now, but that doesn't mean he don't like a good pet name once in awhile. He also likes baby for himself, love, and even stud or daddy when he's in a certain mood, but... honestly, a big one for him is just his first name. Not many people call him John, and it makes him feel closer to you when you say it.
C) Cuddle. Do they like to cuddle and show affection? How?
There's no bigger cuddler in all the Commonwealth than John Hancock. Fuck that "looking soft" shit, people know he's a force to be reckoned with, he doesn't need to prove that to anyone. But he needs to be close to you, touching you damn near at all times. You'd think the two of you were physically attached, with the way his arm is always around you, or his hand is locked around yours, the way one of you is almost always in the other's lap. At home? It's about the same, just... usually with less clothes. He's still all over you, but even more so. Laying over your body, his head resting in your lap or on your chest, his hand on your thigh or ass. Kisses galore, and everywhere he can reach. No shame, baby. Hancock loves to love you.
O) Open. How long does it take for them to open up to their s/o?
Hancock really acts more guarded than he is, or maybe you're just the exception, but after a month of being together, you're pretty certain of who he is. He likes to be upfront, even with the shit he's ashamed of. Over time, he's gotten to be a better person. He's still not sure he's entirely proud of who he's become, but hey, if he managed to land you? Guess he's doing something right. Might as well be open about it.
C) -- D) Dates. What are dates with them like? What do they like to do?
Oh, how this ghoul loves his date nights. There's not nearly as much time for them as he wished, but that just makes it all the more special when they can happen. He's always down for a night on the town, getting dressed up, going out for dinner, then drinks, then maybe some dancing, then back to his place for some dessert. That shit sounds like as fun a night as they come. But he's also good with date nights in. Cuddling up together, popping a few mentats and talking about nothing in particular, cooking some simple dinner together, messing it up and laughing about it, then skipping right to the fancy lads anyway. Yeah... that sounds like a good night too.
K) Kiss. What are their kisses like? Who kissed who first?
His kisses are all-consuming. They're hot and steamy and seemingly endless (ghouls can take a lot of air in through their nose, so it's on you to come up to breathe.) If a little jet is mixed in, they last even longer, and that's what he prefers, if his partner is game for it. Just like his cuddling, he wants to kiss you as often as possible, for it to sweep you along and pull you into a world where only the two of you exist.
And though it may come as a surprise, Hancock is not the one to initiate your first kiss, or the first few after that. Look, he's no fool, he knows what he looks like, and he knows not everybody would be comfortable kissing lips like his, so if you want it? He'll give it to you, and he'll give it his all, but you've gotta be the first to press forward. He has to know you want it just as badly.
#1.5k event#1.5k celebration#fallout#fallout companions#fallout 4#fallout 4 companions#john hancock#fo4 hancock#fallout hancock#hancock#relationship alphabet#night stalker
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Hi! I'm back with the first 28th appreciation fic recs of the year! I wanted to put together all the fics I've read and loved over January for this month's 28th appreciation, so here they are! Click on the links for full tags and summaries. If you read any of these make sure to show the authors some love by leaving kudos and comments!
🌿Is it a sign? by @greenblueish
(25k | E | deaf character au)
the one where Harry meets a certain handsome alpha at his sister's wedding and learns that speaking verbally doesn't have to be the only means of communication.
Thoughts: incredibly sweet, a perfect light and easy read, the way they connect in this story just feels so real and so wonderful!
🌿Stroke of twelve by @larry-hiatus
(2k | E | new years eve pwp)
He was close, he was so close, and he knew it was much too soon; the countdown to midnight hadn’t even begun yet.
Or the one where Louis wants Harry to hold off his orgasm so they can come together at the stroke of twelve on New Year’s Eve.
Thoughts: so bloody hot, top notch desperation, for some reason I was holding my breath till the countdown hit one which really says something
🌿Whoever, however by @brooklyn-babylon / @twopoppies
(8k | E | amateur porn filming au)
Louis could feel his heart rate pick up as he positioned the camera and Harry slowly stood up. They both knew what came next –– it had been clearly outlined in the advert Harry answered. The studio Louis worked for was filming a new series of camboy videos. Louis’ job was to make it look like amateur porn –– sweaty, sensual, dirty –– but well lit and edited. He was an artist, thank you very much.
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Or: Louis has a much better day at work than he’d expected.
Thoughts: incredibly hot, desperate Harry is so >>>> the descriptions in this are amazing, I just love the idea so much. The visuals!!
🌿Pretty miscalculations by @hellolovers13
(5k | E | Dom/sub pwp)
After rudely interrupting Louis’ Christmas shopping, Louis offers Harry a choice and an opportunity to try out his new purchases.
Thoughts: so hot, love how caring L is yet willing to push Harry a lil, how sweet and shy Harry is, I'd read more in this universe any day
🌿Take care by @sun-lt
(4k | M | service top L)
“What do you want, then, beautiful?” It’s a silly, cheesy pet name, but it feels so very true when Louis says it. He hopes Harry knows that he means it, that he means every pet name he’s ever called Harry. Doll, beautiful, love, baby.
“Want you to take care of me,” Harry repeats.
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Or, Harry’s exhausted and needy and Louis loves him entirely too much to ever say no.
Thoughts: the softest thing I've ever read, incredibly comforting, tender and so so lovely pls go read!
🌿in the pub that we met he’s got his arms around you by @onlythebravest
(13k | T | best friends to lovers au)
Harry's best friend Louis comes to visit him where he attends uni, meets Harry's friends, who point out that they don't know what platonic means.
Thoughts: comfort read!! Incredibly soft, realistic friendship dynamics, 10/10 read if you're touch deprived tbh these are very soft boys and a very soft story
🌿Sweaty palms and racing hearts by @onlythebravest
(1k | G | first date au)
A short story of two shy, nervous and blushing boys on a date at the cinema
Thoughts: so pure, so sweet, these shy boys have my heart, the author writes fluff in the softest ways
🌿Printed against the sky by @larrysballetslippers
(4k | M | non sexual age play, canon compliant)
after some intense weeks of promo, Harry really wants his daddy. Louis happily fulfils his needs, but it wasn't the best day to do so.
Thoughts: everything she writes is gold, this is so pure, and so very sweet
🌿Lust for life by @maroonmoonlouis
(32k | E | 1970s Hollywood starlet au)
or the 1970s au where the pressure of being an aging starlet begins to weigh heavy on Harry's heart before he meets Louis
Thoughts: a gem!! Very much sucks you into the era and story, so much preciousness in this little beauty!
🌿Bless you! by @neondiamond
(2k | G | kid fic au)
Harry and Louis’ young daughter, Ava, really enjoys when Harry says ‘bless you’ after she sneezes.
Thoughts: the most precious little fic ever, so so so sweet and it made me smile bless
🌿All the lights are sparkling for you, it seems by @thebreadvansstuff
(3k | T | disaster birthday au)
Harry is determined to make Louis' birthday count, but his plans turn into a fiasco.
Thoughts: so fucking precious, I could hug Harry in this, sweet and funny
🌿the prettiest customer (and the cutest barista) by @onlythebravest
(1k | G | awkward coffee shop flirting)
Louis is the pretty customer that comes in and orders hot chocolate while Harry is the cute barista that takes his order.
Thoughts: so very precious, awkward shy Harry has my whole heart, the cutest lil thing you'll ever read
🌿Leather over lace by @larry-hiatus
(4k | E | pwp)
Harry wasn’t planning for his trousers to rip on stage. He also wasn’t planning for everyone to see his lace knickers when it happened. But what he really wasn’t planning on was his boyfriend punishing him for it.
Thoughts: so fucking hot. Begging y'all to go read it. Em deserves so much credit for how quick this was and how unbelievably good it was.
I probably would've read way more too but the second half of that month had me using all my free time to finish up my own fic. But anyways if you check these out please show the writers some love. @ writers: kisses for y'all bc I appreciate you and your work sm 💗
#28th appreciation#January reads#larry fic recs#fic rec list#hlfics#hlficlibrary#larry fics#monthly fic recs#so many of these are from friends and they're all lovely
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3016 Crossdressing Reigen topping Mob brainrot I rambled on twt the other day
Blushy Mob someday gathering the courage to ask Reigen if he still has the uniform from that one job. If he maybe possibly would think about wearing it again...
Reigen calls him for a "job" some days later and just sits there in it, make-up and all, this time his legs are waxed.
Mob nearly faints, maybe from the surprise boner. No blood left for brain.
Reigen gets all smug about it and he's waaay too into it, flirting up poor Mob, being his touchy self. Even touchier, actually.
Mob has a hard time playing along and tries to tell Reigen that he doesn't have to do this and tries for all the things why he'd better head home. Reigen does not break character once, not for a second.
She's had a crush on Mob for sooo long, he's so handsome and muscular and looks so good when running and it's so impressive how he never backs down.
Mob is more flustered than he'd be with an actual classmate but he's a well behaved boy and tbh also genuinely wooed and when Reigen kneels down and starts opening his pants there's no resistance. He watches as Reigen's lipstick smears, around his mouth and Mob's dick and he comes even faster than he usually does.
When Reigen in his faked sweet voice asks if he'll be a gentleman and care for her too Mob is breathy and willing and starts undressing her with nervously fumbling fingers and when he sees the cute bra covering Reigen's flat chest, he's already getting hard again.
When Reigen stands up and cheekily runs his hand up his thigh to reveal he's wearing matching panties, with his cock hard underneath and barely fitting in, Mob's ready for round two.
Not much later he's on Reigen's desk on his back, panting and wordlessly moaning while Reigen pounds into him and yet still manages to keep his voice sweet while he praises and swoons over Mob.
Mob watches - Reigen's lipstick smeared lips talking sweet to him, the drops of sweat running down his chest under the open blouse until the fabric of the bra soaks them up, the sway of the plaid skirt between Mob's open legs while Reigen eagerly thrusts in between.
Mob's glad he asked, after all.
Reigen is as well.
#reimob#mp100#this is just copy paste#written when i couldnt sleep.#now i cant sleep again.#today was drawing mob time for the no sleep time. but uhh... that stays on poipiku#my writing#mine#urgh i gotta write fic for them soon#also yeah crossdressing reigen is adequately appreciated by fandom but. he needs to top more while hes at it#tops in skirts/dresses so underrated#cw age gap
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so… guys… i was almost barricade at last night(boston)‘s show and
dear god
j everything b also there was this one bit where someone was trying to pass him a bracelet thru the crowd and their friends were pointing to them and awsten totally called them out and started teasing them like
and then they dropped it and he was like “you really want to give that to me? after it’s been on the dirty beer ground? you really think i want that?” and i just ab died
he was so mean teasing humiliating them i need him to mean dom me so bad
‘you really think you deserve my cock baby? why don’t you prove it’ i alr p much lost my voice from screaming last night it wouldn’t hurt if he fucked my throat until i couldn’t speak at all.
need him to throw me around while he degrades me
awsten please just one chance pleas
he did a lot of that kind of teasing/lightheartedly insulting some ppl in the crowd. sm had a sign that said ‘bring back felony steve’ and the writing was like thin and awsten was first like ‘what? what does that say?’ and then once the crowd shouted it to him he was like “that’s what it says? you wrote that in fucking mechanical pencil get a thick marker jesus christ” awsten pls make fun of me i’ll come in my pants
also earlier in the show sm next to me had a sign that said ‘#1 GEOFF FAN’ like printed out arial font and huge and he pointed it out and was like ‘geoff! geoff look! ugh he doesn’t pay attention he doesn’t live in the moment always on that fuckin phone’ and i shit you not geoff fucking BLUSHED kms
o also then every one started chanting that geoff was a screenager so real tbh
geoff also got like 3 different points of ppl chanting his name and otto only got one 😶 sorry otto
side note their insta otto’s so in his slut era recently/pos
there was also a point where awsten was making fun of lucas for being shy and there was sm about a bet where awsten and geoff would pay him to do sm and they kept trying to get him to do it and then lucas said ‘geoff isn’t gonna pay me he told me’ and awsten was just like “did you just call geoff a liar??!” and have everyone boo then he was like cheer if i’m a perfect angel precious baby boy who can do no wrong (or sm w that vibe everyone was screaming too loud for me to rly hear) what if i died
him being teasing like that and going back to his like ego thing the whole time he’s so hot i need him to tell me he’s better than me
at some point right after lucas went on stage to test the mic ect before parx came on i think sm behind me was like ‘is it just me or is one of the security guys rly hot’ and i just turned around and went ‘you mean lucas??!!’ i don’t think they were talking about him b that was so funny to me and lucas is soooo hot
someone got a shirt thrown on stage for awsten that said ‘I FUCK FISH’ and he was like “you guys really want me to wear this?! on top of everything??!”(overalls and long sleeve t) and yes he did wear it p much the whole show(GOD he must have been so sweaty after) and then at one point he went onto the drum riser and was like “otto would you rather fuck a swordfish or a flounder?” then pointed the mic at him and otto j giggled and said “i’d rather play fuck about it!” and idk why but that was just so hot to me
o also during loveless’s set julian got rid of a coat(?) or am and threw it side stage and i saw sm catch it and julian was like “thank you so much love you for that” and i SWEAR TO GOD it was otto like it so looked like him i was far away and he was in the dark so i couldn’t 100% see him b i SWEAR i SWEAR it was otto
i don’t have any specific geoff moments i can talk about i think but he was just unfairly gorgeous handsome pretty the whole time i lost my mind.
geoff is the hottest to me b GODDAMN awstens fuckin demeanor Fucked Me Up i can’t stop thinking about it now
-spiral
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Ohhhh. Sign me up for the Ox Prince. I’m so interested in your idea for that. 🔥 I’m all about how hot that would be.
Ox Prince Gohan x Reader〖 requested by @loki-love 〗
✦✦Content: M/18+. MINORS DNI. Gohan inherited the power pole and greatly misuses it. co-workers. fuck buddies. light bondage.
✦✦Warning: explicit language. manipulation. implied hate sex.
✦✦A/N: Don't ask him what that power pole do unless you got time to find out. 👀 I'm mad because this was meant to be sweet still tbh but that won't in the stars for this man and that still feels appropriate.
"Ox Prince" fits him more as a nickname suited for a son of Chi Chi. Often his tantrums are likened to the wrathful Fire Princess who can meet his temper on common ground and reign him in like no other. "Delinquent" also gets tossed around as a fitting title for his behavior by the woman. But what could she do to stop him, put him through the wall again? The foundation of their home can't take another beating.
Once Gohan saved his father from his uncle as a boy, he was viewed less as a child and this almighty "savior" persona stuck with him. He liked it, against his mother's wishes, and learning he was also a saiyan as ruthless as those before him empowered him. It made putting fear in other people fun. He liked making an impression on those who thought he was weak for his humanity and if in the height of his fun they happen to die, then that was their problem. Maybe someone loved them enough to use the dragon balls on them, but good luck getting revived twice.
But these were things you didn't need to know. He's just a man now. The handsome professor's assistant who was known to annoy those who sought conflict with his remarkable intellect and ego to back it up. And as a man, more than ever before, he was free to do whatever he wanted. You may have invited him out to study under the pretense of getting to know your fellow colleague and what made him so scrappy, but being so forthcoming to him about his arrogant ways, showing a temper of your own for his immature display, you somehow wound up naked and breathless beneath him.
The first time was a mistake, you convinced yourself. Caught up in your emotions that you lost your composure. The second time you had no excuse. You wanted him and he was not shy of dropping hints at you while you worked together. What can you say? The man's a biology major and knew how to turn a phrase. As annoying as it was, it didn't fail to get you in Gohan's lap at the end of the day, fucking him in the empty classroom and risking your job.
It became difficult to turn down his advances after that. In fact, sex was all he wanted from you. That and to outdo you in your shared profession, riling you up just to pound the attitude out of you. Not once did he try to get to know you with your clothes on or if you were by chance already seeing anyone else. There was practically no romance in it at all. Gohan only seemed interested in fucking you when it was convenient to him regardless of time or place. Catching on to the superficial nature of your "relationship", you tried to end it more than once in favor of re-establishing your professional relationship. But when you did Gohan only teased you, declaring that you don't even have any relationship to begin with. That you're trying to run away from him because you are afraid of him truly making a mess of you so no other cock could fuck you decent when he's had his fill of you. All with that smug, careless grin on his face.
Of course he said it to make you mad and succeeded in doing so. But your lashing out came much more bitter. You called him a coward and it was the first time you got that annoying smirk off his face. You called him a child thinking he's better than others, afraid of committing to anything outside himself and that he only makes himself look tougher to hide how scared he really was. Gohan didn't like that one bit, abruptly lunging at you and making you back into you a wall where he cornered you with both his hands on either side. The panic in your face made him snicker.
"If you wanted to be my girlfriend so bad, you should just say that. I thought we got along well as is, is all. You don't really want to stop fucking with me, right?" Gohan spoke more softly, pulling one hand from the wall and you can see the bits of broken drywall fall from his palm before he strokes his fingers down your cheek. "I'm actually a really nice guy if you really want to get to know me. I'll even let you in on a little secret."
Gohan reaches into his satchel hanging around his shoulder and digs around inside. Already spooked, and out of curiosity to actually learn something about him, you didn't move. Only praying he wasn't about to pull out a dangerous weapon. He pulls out a short, black sheath by its roped strap and says inside there is a magical staff. Oh, it's worse than you thought. Seeing your brow furrow, skeptical of it and his sanity in the moment, he gives you a knowing smirk and slips it behind your back and lowers it to the height of your knees.
"We're supposed to be reviewing the lecture for tomorrow!" You quickly blurt out before this could any further and you find yourself cumming on his dick, giving him what he wanted all over again. Gohan pauses and looks back up at you with a skeptical and annoyed look of his own. He utters a command to the Power Pole and it extends out of each side of the sheath. Holding the center where it rested between your legs, he pulls the staff forward making your knees buckle around it and lifting you up, balancing your weight with your back pushed against the wall and knees pushed up toward your chest so your hips sank lower. He's strong in a way you can't describe, he didn't even look like he was struggling to hold you in place while you struggled to brace the wall to support yourself. "—Gohan!"
Gohan shakes the drywall from his other hand and slides the satchel off his shoulder letting it hit the ground. He then pulls off his glasses and loosens his tie. "You didn't bring me to this study hall for a damn lecture."
#♚ ;; [ requests ]#*SOTS#gohan x reader#gohan imagine#gohan#dbz fics#dbz imagine#lemon#nsft#♚ ;; [ asks ]#My Writing#don't ask about my google search for this one ok? ok 👀
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