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wyvernslovecake · 8 hours
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Buggy gonna throw a fit now that shanks wants the one piece
Tfw your ex finally gets off his ass 22 years too late at the same time you finally accomplish shit when he could have done it at literally any other point
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lnfours · 6 months
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hiiiiii!!! how about a lando 💐, maybe his girlfriend is a big singer or model? and the grid doesn’t believe she dating him and he takes her to her first go and shows everyone they are actually dating? idkk i feel liek the grid would (lovingly) bully lando about a girlfriend
have a good day love!
IM CRYING bc they so would think he's lying
10k celebration
"mate, why's your lockscreen y/n y/l/n?" carlos asked, looking over at his friend. lando immediately locked his phone, cheeks daring to turn a light shade of pink.
"uhm," he stammered, "because... she's kinda my girlfriend...?"
daniel and carlos looked at each other before bursting out into laughter, "yeah, nice one."
"i'm serious!"
"yeah, okay," daniel said, patting his friend's shoulder after wiping under his eyes.
"you? and y/n y/l/n?" carlos laughed, "i'll believe it when i see it."
lando huffed, rolling his eyes at his friends as they went back to their garages. making it a mission to prove his friends wrong.
later that weekend... you smiled, letting your boyfriend grab your hand and slot his fingers between yours as he led you through the paddock. he hummed, spotting his friends in the distance. you both walked up to them, their eyes immediately widening at the new couple in front of them.
"guys, i wanna properly introduce you to y/n," he smiled, "my girlfriend."
you smiled, sticking out your other hand to the two drivers in front of you, "nice to meet you guys! i've heard such great things."
carlos looked over at daniel and they both shared a look. you furrowed your eyebrows, looking up at your boyfriend who was biting back a smile.
"wait," daniel said, "you were serious?"
"how much is he paying you?" carlos asked you and you let out a laugh.
lando rolled his eyes, "okay, seriously?"
"did he blackmail you into this? seriously, you can tell us," daniel joked and you laughed, shaking your head.
"no," you said, "i was the one who asked him out, actually."
lando smiled down at you, thankful that you had his back. the two other drivers looked shocked.
"and you chose this guy?"
you smiled, "i did, and i would choose him again."
the brit's heart swelled and he pulled you into his side, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.
"this is nonsense."
"seriously, are pigs going to start flying?"
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reysorigins · 2 months
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I wanna play wrestle with eddie
get him with in a headlock/ headlock with my legs and he bites his lip and pops a boner from me choking him
loser!eddie munson x reader (fem) ⟡ 18+ mdni !!
dubcon !! wrestling, teasing, mean!reader, frottage, brief piv, premature ejaculation ;
could you even imagine. play fighting with eddie, knowing every little move you make is turning him on even more .. you just love to touch and tease him 💓 pressing your pussy lips right up against his skin, locking your arms and your legs around his narrow frame. he’s panting, three seconds in, and you’ve barely touched him. now, there’s no looking back.
god forbid you flick your thumb over his pierced nipple, fighting dirty just to watch him blush.
“somethin’ bothering you, eds?”
“n-no. i mean, i-it’s just… we’re really close.”
“we’re friends, aren’t we?” you purr, trailing a single finger down his lean chest. “best friends?”
“y-yeah…” he swallows thickly, watching you squirm your hips against his waist. “you’re my friend,”
all this teasing gets him wound up, that painful bulge swelling in those tight, black jeans. you could say the same; under your skirt, you grind the wet spot from your panties onto his ripped knee, wrapping your hands around his throat.
“you wanna play with me, eds?” you giggle, tugging your underwear to the side — spreading your pretty juices all over his crotch.
“jesus christ,” he keens into his bedroom carpet, arching his back so he’s grinding your core. thick hands settle onto your waist, mesmerized that you’re letting him touch you; eddie’s eyes screw shut, fighting the lowly release of cum in his jeans. he wants to, needs to cum inside you…
“c’mon, teddie,” you simper, unzipping his bulge. by the time you sink your cunt on that big, fat cock, his eyes have rolled back, spine pulling taut. and he cums right there inside his best friend — you, the prettiest girl in hawkins — just like you always wanted <3
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feyhunter78 · 2 months
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Ok, but imagine Nerd!Miguel gifting the reader some Lego flowers/bouquet and them building it together <3
Wait, this is so cute, I want someone to give me a Lego bouquet😭
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Nerd!Miguel Masterlist
Miguel gives you a nervous smile as he hands you your gift, wrapped neatly in pastel pink paper with a white bow. You bounce on your heels as you tear through the paper, silently mourning the nice wrapping. It’s a bouquet, well, a Lego bouquet. You’ve seen them in the store a few times before, always drawn to them, fascinated by the way all those little pieces come together to make something that hardly looks like a toy at all. But you refused to buy one for yourself, it would be cringy, the same as buying real flowers for yourself it just looks a little sad.
You’re confused though. It’s still in its box. Anytime Miguel has given you one of his creations or shown you one, it’s always already put together. It’s his thing, building and modifying them, elevating them to a higher form.
His face falls at the expression on your own. “Do you not like it? I—I can return it and get you something else, it’s really not a problem, I promise. I just thought since you like flowers, and you liked when I put together that Lego version of Van Gogh’s Starry Night, so I just thought—”
“No, no, I like it, I love it actually, it’s just…usually you put the Legos together then give it to me?” You explain, hoping you don’t sound ungrateful or like a spoiled brat.
Miguel’s face falls even further. “I can put it together if you want, I’m sorry I thought maybe—never mind here, I’ll take it home with me and bring it back to you tomorrow.”
He tries to take it back from you, but you hug it against your chest. “You thought what?”
His eyes are on the floor, and he shifts his weight. “Maybe we could build it together?”
You swear you’re the Grinch or something because your heart grows ten sizes, the sweetness of his response making you smile like a lovestruck teen. “You want to build it with me?”
He nods. “Yeah, but if you don’t want to, or you want something else…”
You grab his hand and drag him over to your kitchen table, setting the box down. “Miguel, I love it, and I would love to build it with you. Want to start now?”
Now he looks like a lovesick teen. “Really?”
You open the box and start separating out the Legos. “Yes, really, now come on, you’re the professional here. How do we get started?”
TL: @bat-bae, @nyctophilic0vitnir, @smokeywhalee, @obi-mom-kenobi, @prowlingforfood, @penggion, @crystal-crax, @oharasfilipinawife, @generalkenobitrash, @melsimps, @chrishy973, @farrowroyale, @palesatan, @scaryplanetdestroyer, @denzmallows
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aromantic-diaries · 9 months
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More or less yeah
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nukashine · 2 months
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Patroling the mojave almost makes you wish for a nuclear winter.
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thank u
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blancobook · 4 months
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this game Mail Time is pretty cute & cozy !
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wageronancap · 1 month
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"Isn't capitalism so awful please buy my full priced bugged out game so you can be lectured about the evils of capitalism and be sure to visit our merch store to support smashing capitalism"
The fucking state of the industry right now
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autumnsaesthetics · 7 months
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🍁 Cozy Video Games For Autumn 🍁
Part Two!
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(Row One) 🍁
Costume Quest
Costume Quest 2
Lemon Cake
(Row Two) 🍂
Mail Time
Witchy Life Story
Strange Horticulture
(Row Three) 🍁
Garden Story
Kynseed
Botany Manor
(Whether the games themselves are Autumnal is up to you but these are just cozy games where you can curl up and (hopefully) you're not on edge while playing 😂)
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cozystars · 28 days
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for your consideration for specbio dwarves: maybe badgers?
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It’s certainly a start!
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gamingcreatures · 11 months
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Your Bee companion in Mail Time! 🍯  
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wyvernslovecake · 7 months
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Which HTTYD version you enjoy the most?
The Books or Movie Trilogy?
If you had asked me a couple of years ago, I probably would have said the movies. But recently, I've been leaning a bit more towards the books. Both still have a permanent place in my heart, but Hiccup's journey of Viking outcast to hero king is less truncated in the books and Hiccup has a much smaller support network than his film and show counterpart does, which really emphasizes his struggle.
Although I think one of the biggest reasons is that since the book dragons are capable of speech, they actually get to be fleshed-out characters. The film dragons (even the ever-endearing Toothless) while still intelligent become more and more like pets as the films go on. The dragons in the book can range anywhere from philosophers to disgruntled war veterans to loyal friends to barely cognizant ravenous beasts to the mess of understandable-but-horrific-wrath and grief that is the dragon Furious. They're all incredibly dissatisfied with their oppression and slavery by the Vikings who used to regard them as equals in ages long past, and Hiccup shares their outrage and fights tooth and nail to change the archipelago from a place where cruelty and violence and ignorance reign supreme to one where everyone, human or dragon, has their say and don't have to fight just for the right to exist. And I think that's a message that is extremely relevant in a time where anti-intellectualism and inequality are spiraling further out of control by the day.
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lnfours · 7 months
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daylight | l.n
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summary: Hi lovely, you write Lando SO well😍 I’m not sure if you’re taking requests, but I can’t stop thinking about Lando and a drivers sister (if you have the time please). Maybe she’s visiting friends in London and they go on a night out. She gets super drunk, loses her friends, doesn’t know her way back to their place and goes to the only place she does know, Lando’s. Except he’s fast asleep and she wakes him up trying to politely break into his house and he’s like all sleepy and cute and looks after her and asks her to call him next time and he’ll pick her up Then the next time it happens, she actually calls him and it’s just fluffy af - from anon <3. also my requests for lando are open! feel free to send your ideas my way !
warnings: fluff, leclerc!reader, language, drinking, and overall lando just being protective
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the night air was cold in london, making you regret your choice in attire for tonight as you hurried your footsteps on the sidewalk, heels clicking against the pavement.
you had decided that tonight was going to be a fun night out, you and your girls were going to go to the club, have a few drinks and a good time, but no. somehow, someway, you ended up getting stranded at the club, no one coming to get you or tell you where they went.
so, with a dead phone, you headed in the direction of the only place you knew how to get to: lando’s.
the two of you had been in a weird ‘will we, won’t we?’ stage for the last year or so. he was the one you were closest with. the one who, undeniably, made you feel like a teenager falling in love all over again.
you made the next right, ignoring the aching in your feet as you reached his front steps. the mclaren sitting in the driveway letting you know he was home. you knocked on the door, and after a few minutes with no noise on the other side, you huffed.
you reached into the flower pot on the step, grabbing the spare key to the front door. you put it in the lock and twisted it, letting out a sigh of relief when the lock clicked open. you pushed the door open softly, tossing the key back into the flower pot before stepping inside.
your heels clicked loudly on the hardwood floor and you immediately winced before you shut and locked the door behind you. you stepped out of your heels, becoming a deer in headlights when the lights turned on all of a sudden.
“y/n?” lando asked, placing the golf club against the wall. you gave him a tight lipped smile in return.
“sorry,” you said, “the girls left the club without me, my phones dead, and your house was the only place i knew how to get to.”
he furrowed his eyebrows, “you walked eight blocks from the club? alone, in the dark, and tipsy?”
you bit your bottom lip, “yeah, guess so.”
he ran a hand over his face, trying to fight off the thought of everything what could’ve happened to you, “just… please, please call me next time. i don’t care where you are, what time it is, nothing. i’ll always come get you.”
his words made your stomach do flips as he held out his pinky for you, making you smile as you locked your fingers together. he pulled you closer, letting you wrap your arms around him in a hug.
“miss me?” you joked.
“mhm,” he said, “definitely didn’t miss you breaking into my house.”
you smiled up at him, “you definitely missed that.”
“whatever you say, love,” the smile still playing at his lips, “c’mon, let’s get you some clothes.”
you nodded, following him up the stairs and into his bedroom. he flipped on the light switch, making his way to his closet as he fished something out for you. he grabbed an older mclaren hoodie and some sweatpants, passing them to you as you sat on his bed.
“here you go,” he mumbled, clearly still sleepy, “you can sleep in here if you want.”
you nodded, heading towards the bathroom to change. you threw on the clothes he gave you, feet padding against the wooden floor as you pulled the sleeves of the hoodie over your hands. he opened the blankets as you climbed into bed next to him.
“thanks for letting me stay,” you smiled over at him, head resting against his pillow.
“didnt have a choice, you literally broke in.” he smiled back at you, reaching over and brushing a piece of hair from your face.
you rolled your eyes playfully, “then maybe you should hide your spare key better.”
“nah,” he scrunched his nose, “i think i might leave it there, yknow, for whenever you’re in town.”
you leaned into his touch, “i missed you.”
“i know,” a smug smile on his face, “i missed you too.”
“then kiss me,” you mumbled, grabbing the neck of his hoodie and pulling him towards you. he smiled as he situated himself over top of you, arms pinning your head to the pillow as he leaned down and brushed his nose against yours.
“missed me that bad, huh?”
“like crazy,” you breathed.
“and if your brothers know you’re here?”
“i don’t want to think about my brothers right now,” you mumbled, “just fucking kiss me, lando.”
he complied this time, cupping your face in his hand as he leaned down and pressed his lips against yours. his lips moved against yours and he sighed contently when your fingers ran through his messy curls.
the sound that fell from your lips was like music to his ears as his lips moved from yours and attached to your neck, “if you coming here means i get to see you in my clothes more often, then please come more often.”
you smiled, “race weekends not enough for you?”
“baby, i could never get enough of you.”
you smiled as he pressed more kisses to your neck, “lan,”
he hummed against your skin, letting you continue, “i love you.”
he stopped what he was doing, eyes meeting yours as he came back to be face to face with you. a bright smile sat on his face, his pupils blown, and curls a mess. he looked so pretty like this.
he rested his chin on your chest, “i love you, too.”
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the sound of his phone ringing made him drop the towel he was drying his hair with, your name and photo lighting up his screen. he swiped the button over, pressing the phone to his ear.
“hello?”
“hi!” your slurred words echoed through the phone, making him smile. he could hear the group of girls in the background asking who was on the phone, “i’m on the phone with my boyfriend! shut up!”
he chuckled, “you okay, baby?”
“yeah, no i’m good! im great!” your voice was barely audible over the loud music, “the girls are heading to a different bar, but i’m drunk and i want cuddles,”
he chuckled, putting you on speaker as he put his shirt on, “i’m on my way.”
“you’re the best!” he could practically hear your smile as he jogged down the stairs, ignoring the questioning look from max on the couch. he tugged his shoes on, “i love you.”
“i love you, too, baby,” he said, “i’ll see you in a little bit, okay?”
“okay,” you said, “see you soon.”
and he kept his promise, smiling as you walked out of the club. you spotted him leaning against the door of his car, smiling and bidding a goodbye to the rest of the group as they climbed into the uber to go to the next bar.
his hands found their home on your hips, yours wrapping around his neck, “hi,”
“hi,” he smiled, “hungry?”
you nodded, “starving.”
he took your hand into his, opening the door for you, “alright, c’mon.”
you sat down in the passenger side, letting him close the door for you before he got in on his side. he grabbed your hand over the center console, you pressed the back of his hand to your lips.
“i love you.” you mumbled against his skin.
“i love you, too, baby.”
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reysorigins · 1 month
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I sent the play wrestle anon
What if bully!Reader x eddie ??
but not like a mean girl, like an old school wedgying rough and tumble, holding his books out of his reach hot teasing bully
Like bully! Eddie fics but reverse 👅
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loser!eddie munson x bully!reader ⟡ 18+ mdni !!
dubcon !! manipulation, humiliation, ball sucking, eddie has a little dick 🤤, premature ejaculation ;
You’ve never looked so out of place, standing there in his living room, surveying every inch for something to critique. Eddie wipes his sweaty palms down his thighs, hiking the glasses up his nose.
“So, I was thinking we could—”
Your abrasive laugh cuts him off. He recoils, shrinking into his denim vest.
“There is no ‘We.’ You’re gonna finish this project, or I’m gonna tell Mrs. O’Donnell that you made a pass at me.” You threaten him with a glare, caging him against the kitchen counter. “What was it, again? Your third senior year? Guess we’ll see how high you can count, freak.”
Eddie doesn’t quite meet your eye, shoving his fists in his pockets.
“Why are you here, then?”
A wicked grin tugs your cheek. You’re close enough to touch him, now, your heaving tits crowding the patches on his vest.
“I was thinking,” you feign innocence, snaking a hand down the front of his pants. He lurches into your touch, shivering when you reach his little cock. “I could help you in other ways.”
He stutters out a response, pulling your hand from his crotch.
“I thought we weren’t doing that, anymore.”
You jut your lips in a faux pout. “My daddy told me I should help the less fortunate,” you simper, ripping a wedgie up his ass. He shivers when it grazes his taint.
You go to unzip his jeans, sinking to your knees to untuck his swollen balls from their briefs. His tiny cock always makes you laugh, but he still twitches at the sound of your voice, loving when you get all mean for him. He needs your mouth on his cock.
Dragging long, wet licks up his velvet sack, you stare at him with the innocence of a saint, though heaven knows you’re anything but.
“Fucking— god—” he grinds out, the muscles in his neck protruding from his skin. He looks so gorgeous like this: Pathetic just for you.
You suckle hard enough to make him whine, throttling the limits of pleasure and pain. In an instant, the cord snaps, his tiny cock spurting cum all over your pretty face.
You snicker, licking traces of sperm from your sticky cheek. “Aw, that’s too bad,” you tease. “Thought you could last a little longer than that.”
You sling your backpack over your shoulder, letting him stand there, flushed, with his cock still out. He’s breathless, so caught up in the whirlwind of you that he doesn’t know how to think.
“See you around, freak,” you offer a sly wave as you stalk out the door. You know it’ll drive him crazy all night long, desperately milking his little cock to mimic the touch of your hand on his fuzzy balls, and you smile at the thought.
Maybe if he gets an A, you’ll let him cum inside.
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feyhunter78 · 2 months
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Hiiii. I just read the new chapter of lab partners and it was 10/10 as always 🥰 Also I got another idea! What a about a pool party?👀 Now that Miggy is more popular he is invited to a pool party and he sees Y/N on a cute swimsuit and he goes crazy, but tries to keep it together to not look like a creep in front of her 😂 Especially when things are more tense after they almost kissed 👀👀👀👀
Thank you love!!!! I definitely wanted to lean into the tension left over from their almost kiss👀 I'm also using this one to set up the post I'll put out on V-Day!!!!
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Artist cred: Supayell on Instagram!
He hates his brother, not really, but he does want to kill him. It was Gabriel’s idea to invite everyone over, to rent one of their apartment’s pools and throw a party. So now here Miguel is, forced to watch as you gallivant around in a dark blue bikini, with adorable little white hearts all over it, while he’s trying to keep himself from revealing his difficult situation.
Gabriel pushes the cabana’s curtains back even further than they were before and flops into the pool chair next to him, handing him some mixed drink in a red solo cup. “Enjoying the view?” Gabriel asks, lowering his sunglasses and letting out a wolf whistle in you and Mina’s direction. “Lookin’ good baby.”
Mina rolls her eyes but smiles and blows him a kiss, before linking arms with you and dragging you off towards a few of your other friends.
You’re so happy, smiling and giggling, drink in hand, swaying your head slightly in time with the music. He knows you, knows you love to dance, but there’s too many people here that you don’t know, so you stick with Mina, and stay away from the cleared out space in front of the speakers.
“It’s a nice party.” Miguel says, sipping on his drink. The taste of coconut rum coats his tongue, the pineapple juice mixed in, dulling the sting of the alcohol. He can barely feel it, a sense of dread making his mouth go numb when he sees you making your way over, a bottle of sunscreen in your hand and a drink in the other.
You smile at him, then give him a confused look when Gabriel squeezes his shoulder and bounds off towards a now unoccupied Mina.
“He’s probably going to try to convince her to go back to the apartment with him.” Miguel jokes, swallowing hard as he realizes just how pretty you look.
Your hair shines in the sun, your skin practically glowing, and your breasts—fuck he’s got to keep it together, he needs to look literally anywhere else—his eyes land on your lips, curled up in a smile, your lips glossy with chapstick, soft and supple looking. Not better, not better at all, because now he’s thinking about kissing you.
He shifts in his seat, praying no one notices the awkward way he’s sitting. Thankfully, the side curtains of the cabana are still down, so he just has to worry about anyone walking in…and you.
“He can try, but I know Mina’s been waiting all week for this party, there’s no way she’ll leave.” You laugh, shaking the sunscreen that’s in your hand, before downing your drink and setting it on the ground next to you.
“Yeah…are you enjoying the party?” Miguel asks, taking a big swig of his drink. Liquid courage, right?
“I mean, the drinks are good, music’s good, snacks are great, and I got to wear my new swimsuit, so yeah, I’d say I’m enjoying myself.” You gesture to your bathing suit as if it isn’t the very thing Miguel is trying not to look at.
“I like the color.” He says, taking another swig of his drink.
You beam up at him and toy with the strings holding the bottoms together. “Thank you, I was a little worried it would be too dark, but I actually really like it.”
His inebriated mind plies him with an image of you undoing those strings and letting him feast, suffocating him with your soft thighs, biting down on your fist to keep the others from hearing your moans.
He nearly groans aloud at the thought, hiding his face in his drink.
“Can I try that?” You ask, shifting to tuck your legs under you, your full attention on him.
“W-What?” He stutters, trying to banish the lewd image from his mind and focus on your words.
“Your drink, you’ve basically been chugging it, it’s gotta be good.” You elaborate, giving him a playful smile.
“Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, of course.” He hands you the drink, and you bring it to your mouth then frown.
“It’s empty.” You pout at him, leaning forward to set it on the small wooden table beside him, the stretch of your body, your bare skin brushing against his, makes his head swim.
“Sorry?” He manages to get out, his hand shooting to grip the side of the pool chair for stability.
“No worries, I’m a big girl, I can take it.”
He bets you can. Bets he’d fit perfectly, lying below you as you ease yourself down onto his coc—
Suddenly, you turn your back to him and pull your hair up off your neck. “Do you mind putting sunscreen on my back? I want to get back in the sun, but I don’t want to burn.”
He’s going to die, right here, right now.
“Yeah, sure I—I can do that.” He takes the sunscreen from you, apologizing when you hiss from the change in temperature.
You both sit quietly as he rubs the sunscreen in, making sure there’s no white cast, his large hands smoothing over your back, and shoulders, taking care to get every inch while trying to remain as respectful as possible.
“I have to—do you mind—?” He lifts the thick strips of fabric that keep your bathing suit together ever so slightly, waiting for you to nod, or pull away.
“No, no, you’re good, I’ll just…” You hold your top to your body with one hand just in case as Miguel rubs the lotion in, much quicker than before.
“Okay, I think you’re all good.” He says, snapping the cap back on the bottle.
You don’t turn around, staring at the canvas of the cabana. “Hey, can I ask you something?”
He nods, before realizing you obviously can’t see him. “Yeah, of course, anything.”
You turn now, but you won’t meet his eyes, too focused on fidgeting with your nails. They’re different shades of pink, a pleasant gradient ending in white on your thumbs. “My sorority’s semiformal, Valentine’s Day dance thing is coming up, would you maybe want to go with me?”
He’s stunned, frozen, astounded, flabbergasted, astonished, a dozen other words to say he’s shocked. Shocked that you’re asking him. That you want him to come with you to this event, honestly, he’s still shocked you want to be seen in public with him.
Do you feel the same way he does? He’s been hoping, praying, your almost kiss lingering, haunting him, plaguing his dreams, his every waking moment.
He says yes at the same time you say, “as friends,” and his world shatters.
“I don’t want to make you feel weird or anything, no pressure, just two friends have a good time at a Valentine’s themed dance.” You give him a smile, but he knows you, knows it’s fake, and he feels a twinge of hope in his chest once more.
“It’s not weird.” He reassures you, wishing he had another drink to drown his maybe sorrows maybe half-baked hope in.
You wrap your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. “Okay yay! I’ll figure out our outfits and all the details, and I’ll get them to you.”
You bound off in the direction of your friends, leaving Miguel’s skin tingling, his heart hurting, and his stomach twisted into knots.
TL: @bat-bae, @nyctophilic0vitnir, @smokeywhalee, @obi-mom-kenobi, @prowlingforfood, @penggion, @crystal-crax, @oharasfilipinawife, @generalkenobitrash, @melsimps, @chrishy973, @farrowroyale, @palesatan, @scaryplanetdestroyer, @denzmallows
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aromantic-diaries · 3 months
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so it turned out being “nervous” about sex was just really fucking strong repulsion. fuck you everyone who told me i just needed to get over myself! i’ll be celebrating my virginity
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Here's to all those who straight up dreaded the thought of ever having to have sex and later found out that they're literally just sex repulsed
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