#muna fluff
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(HC) Soft!Naomi Mcpherson x photographer!reader
You knew Naomi since college. Met them before they had met Katie and Josette.
They had been your first friend in college, and since you were majoring in photography, and they were getting their band up and running, you both decided you could be their photographer/media manager.
When MUNA started gayotic, you had been behind the cameras laughing and watching them talk about the funniest topics or the most strangest things. Never on it.
Muna was playing a show in France which meant a long bus ride before the ferry and an impending deadline for a new ep
The three members were about to start the pod, you meddling about in the bus looking for a change of comfy clothes
“Hey, Naomi? Where did I leave my black spandex shorts?” You called from the small hallway
“Yeah, Naomi…where did she leave them?” Josette looked at her bestfriend, eyebrows wiggling
“In my bunk, babe.” Naomi shouted, “We started the pod already, btw.”
“Oh! I’m sorry, thank you, love you.”
You and Naomi started dating after MUNA’s first record came out. You guys had basically been a couple. Kissing and cuddling and sometimes sleeping with eachother ;) had to celebrate records releasing and deadlines being met somehow ;)) WINK WINK 😜
You put on black spandex, your leg tattoos all on display, above ankle white socks, doc marten boot shoes (idk how to describe them..basically their laces boots but ankle boots?) with a black crop top tank so your arm and sternum tattoos are on display (with hair in a half up half down claw clip with curtain bangs out…i wore this outfit today and i loved it LET ME HAVE THIS)
“Y/N, come and talk with us.” Katie shouted into the small doorway of the small room.
“Oh, okay” You walked in, Naomi’s cheeks reddening, smile forming at your look. At you.
“Gorgeous! Do a spin for us!” Josette shouted, her being your biggest hype man
“So, introduce yourself and what you do for us.”
“Uh…I’m MUNA’s photographer and media manager.” You smiled at the camera, this being a filmed ep.
“She’s being modest…she’s our bestfriend and the one and only Naomi’s girlfriend”
“Yes. That I am.” You smiled and look at your partner.
“Prettiest staff member we have. Might kiss her on the lips, among other things…” Naomi said, sliding their glasses down the bridge of their nose to look at you “seductively” while wiggling their eyebrows
Naomi basically has their hands all over you the whole time your on the pod
When Frankie and Gio join, you sit on their lap to make space, Naomi’s hands wrapped around you securely or hands on you hips
“You look so pretty, baby” They’d whisper in your ear when everyone was talking loudly over eachother
or “My pretty girl”
“Okay say bye and then say your name and then ‘I love you’” Katie said after her and Josette said bye
“Bye, thanks for having me, I love you Y/N”
“I love her too” Naomi said, leaning over and kissing your lips before they continued the outro
Getting up after the ep, you stood up infront of Naomi because you were still on their lap, they smacked your ass
“Ow!”
“Oh im sorry, it was just right there…any excuse to touch it” they smiled cheekily
“Haha, very funny” You grabbed the hat on their head, forcing them to stand up
Holding it away until they leaned in to kiss you, their hands holding your waist pulling you impossibly closer to their body
“I accept your apology”
“Oh, I didn’t know i needed to apologize for smacking my girlfriends ass” They stood infront of you, sass all over their face
“Okay, apology acceptance, revoked”
“Okay im sorry. I really am”
“Uh huh”
“Would a kiss better my chances?” they asked leaning in in
“Nuh uh” You rolled your eyes
“Apology sex?”
“There you go, baby. Your getting it now.” You smiled and walked away, blush rising on Naomi’s cheeks once again
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bruno baby - naomi mcpherson (muna) x soft!gf/fem!reader
Warnings: RPF, fluffy fluff, smutty talk? but not smut you hornballs, no fundamental physical descriptors except hair that fingers can run through?
g's notes: wow...gingy posting late... who woulda thot.... anyways this is like 4 requests combined (when soft!gf and naomi adopt their pup, fluffy naomi vday, fluffy valentines morning w naomi, and naomi fluff) okay love u all! smut tomorrow! WHO SAID THAT?
also still have to fix all my tags and put my stuff on ao3 but i have some time now bc work hasn't started, once again thank you all for being patient wish i could give all of u a fat kiss on the mouth (consensually)
The sun beams through the sheer curtains, a gentle welcomed breeze entering the room through a cracked window. Naomi wakes up, squinting their eyes, almost confused by their surroundings. You both had only been in the apartment for a few weeks, having finally got settled in between the last tour and the new album recording. They turn over softly, trying not to shake you awake smiling at you laying beside them. The expanse of your bare back calls to Naomi, their lips pressing into the middle between your shoulder blades before putting one hand behind their head, the other absentmindedly stroking your skin in slow, careless patterns.
“Hm?” you hum softly, feeling Naomi’s fingers up and down your back.
“Good morning, sunshine,” they whisper, unable to keep the smile off their face when they wake up next to you. They keep stroking your skin, running their hand from your shoulder down your back, movements soft and gentle, trying to let you wake up gradually. After a while they pause, just resting their hand in the middle of your back, basking in your presence.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” you mumble gently, turning over in their arms, your hands gently running over their torso, thumb brushing their scar softly.
Naomi blushes slightly at the touch of your hands over the scar and they sigh happily, leaning over to kiss you softly on the lips. Their gaze is adoring, loving the softness of your skin, the lightness of touch.
“Happy Valentine’s baby,” they respond, voice gentle.
“What time is it?” you squint, leaning over and pushing your face into their neck, kissing it gingerly.
Naomi laughs softly, smiling against your body as they check the time. “10:43,” they reply in a quiet tone, before kissing the top of your head. They nuzzle against you and they sigh contentedly. “I was meant to wake up with a different plan,” they murmur against your skin, speaking so softly you have to press your ear to their mouth to hear. The words are sweet, voice light - even if you can’t hear them clearly, the tone alone tells you enough.
“Oh yeah, what was that?” you ask cheekily, kissing below their ear, hand hovering over your eyes as it’s bright in your room.
“Mmmm…it was a little bit spicier,” they murmur, their voice a little bit huskier than before, a small chuckle accompanying their words. “But maybe for later.” Naomi kisses your temple gently as they continue to hold you, running fingers through your hair and playing with the strands. “Sleep well?”
“You’re such a tease,” you groan, wrapping your arms around their torso, resting your head on their shoulder. “I slept good,” you smile against their skin, kissing their shoulder before you yawn.
“I’m a tease?” they ask playfully, laughing softly as they give you a tiny kiss on your forehead. The words carry a small chuckle and they continue smiling, resting their cheek against you.
“Did you dream of anything?” Naomi asks.
“Mhm,” you shake your head softly “Not that I can remember,” you pout, cheek squished against their shoulder.
“Not even a little bit? Naomi looks at you, their features shifting into a playful, teasing mode. “Not anything at all?” they ask, leaning over and kissing your forehead again. They try to be serious but the amusement is clear in their voice and their expression.
“What are you on about?” you groan. Naomi’s hands move back to your skin, rubbing the expanse of your back, calloused fingers against your smooth skin.
“Mmmm I dunno…just thought you maybe dreamt about me.” Naomi grins, kissing your earlobe softly, their voice still with a hint of humor. Their hands move slowly, touch lingering at all the right places.
“Thought that maybe you missed me, even while in dreamland,” they whisper, voice hushed but clear, a small giggle accompanying their words.
“Do you miss me even while in dreamland?” you ask, leaning up to them, one hand in the middle of their bare chest, nose resting against theirs.
Naomi sighs contentedly when you lean towards them and leans their own head forward. The two of you are face to face now, their fingers pausing to run through your hair. “You know I do.” they reply. “I always do.” Naomi’s voice is soft, gentle, and tender. Their gaze is soft and loving. Their words are a declaration of sorts, one that can only be made after you both decided to move in together, taking your relationship to the next level.
“Hmm… you’re so cheesy,” you giggle, rubbing your nose with Naomi’s.
“Yeah?” Naomi asks excitedly, the expression is playful, teasing, but there’s also a hint of eagerness to their voice. They move their mouth to yours, leaning in to kiss you softly. Their hands move back to your hair, caressing you tenderly.
“I’m cheesy?” they ask teasingly, their voice a little bit breathy after you've released their lips, your kisses having left Naomi breathless. “And I’m the tease?”
You giggle, connecting your lips again. Your hand moves to the back of Naomi’s neck, trying to deepen the kiss, but Naomi stops you, humming and then laughing softly as they pull away, breaking contact with a small smile, clearly amused by your enthusiasm.
“Mmm…someone’s eager aren’t they?” Naomi whispers, before kissing your cheek softly.
“You said you meant to wake me up with something,” you pout. “Are you not in the mood?” you ask, pulling your head back slightly, looking into Naomi's eyes to make sure you're not overstepping.
“Mmm,” Naomi’s voice is soft and gentle, they kiss your forehead again. They pause for a moment as their eyes move downwards for a split second, looking at your lips, then back to your eyes.
“Oh, I’m in the mood,” they reply breathily, voice low and husky, their tone tinged with a playful, teasing note.
“But…?” you ask, knowing there’s a "but" coming.
“But…” Naomi shrugs their shoulders slightly, but they lean down and kiss you, their hand caressing your chin softly, pulling you in. They move their tongue inside to meet yours, the movement slow and deep as if to memorize the way you taste. Naomi's movements are slow and lazy, but calculated, eyes half lidded when they pull away.
“We have plans,” Naomi says, smirking, loving that they can leave you breathless this time.
“You’re such a dick you know that?” you whine.
“Mmm I knowww,” Naomi giggles, sounding incredibly pleased with themselves. They shift to kiss the corner of your mouth, lips pressing small tender kisses to your face.
“Wanna guess what we’re going to do?” Naomi asks in a mischievous tone.
“Wait do you actually have a plan?” you ask face dropping slightly, you both had agreed on a "no gifts" and "chill" valentines day since you both were moving into this new apartment.
“Naomi don’t play around— we agreed,” you say, half-stern.
“Mmm…” Naomi grins slightly, their lips curving up into a tiny smirk as they see how you react. The playful tone remains as they look at you with a teasing expression but their tone softens slightly. Their hands moving down your back, rubbing over you ass softly, resting their hand.
“Baby.” Naomi whispers, voice full of affection. “It’s fine, I promise. I’ve been planning it for a while, I know what we agreed to…but this isn’t a gift.”
“It’s not a gift? Then what is it? An activity?” you ask confused, head cocked to the side slightly.
“Mhm…sure...it's an activity,” Naomi grins, leaning in and giving you a quick kiss before they speak again. “But it’s been planned out beforehand, so…don’t worry, okay?”
Naomi’s tone is reassuring. All the signs point to a fun, enjoyable activity for you both as their hands continue to caress your body, thumbs gently running over your backside in broad circles.
“Just trust me,” they whisper.
“This is— I’m so confused,” you groan softly, Naomi’s hands settling on your ribcage as they laugh lightly.
“Just let go and let yourself enjoy the surprise. I promise everything’s okay.” Naomi whispers, their voice soft, tender, and comforting.
You get the sense from Naomi that it’s a good idea to go with the flow this time, and just let them guide you. It’s been planned before and clearly, Naomi has been looking forward to this. Your body is in safe hands with them. Your heart is beating fast though, with a mix of anticipation and confusion.
You nod gently, leaning back in to kiss Naomi’s cheeks.
“When are we going?” you ask softly. Naomi turns to the clock on their bedside table. “Soon,” Naomi says with a hint of mischief. Their playful tone rings true and they lean in to kiss your forehead. “Just relax, breathe.” Naomi whispers, their hands massaging your waist gently. They kiss your neck softly, you can feel their smirk as their features are obscured from you.
“What do I wear?” you asks softly, moaning gently at Naomi’s sweet kisses to your neck.
Naomi purrs softly and they break contact temporarily. They move their hands lower and press against the small of your back. “Whatever you feel comfortable in, baby. The activity doesn’t really require anything specific. Oh…but it’d be good if it’s something easy to move around in. You don’t want anything too dressy.” Naomi’s tone is still playful but their words are genuine.
“What are you up to?” you ask suspiciously, sitting up in bed, hair messy, eyes puffy as you wipe your face with tiredness.
“Nothing.. just go get ready.” Naomi grins, voice still playful but the tone is still reassuring. They lean back and grab your hips, hands stroking your back and ass in a slow, sensual rhythm. Their gaze is full of adoration and affection.
You huff, kissing Naomi quickly before getting up and stretching, Naomi laying in bed, bare torso exposed with their arms behind their head as they watch you move about the room.
Naomi watches you with a small smile as you stretch and move around the room. The late morning light filters through the curtains, leaving sunbeams on your bed and dresser. They don’t move, just taking in a view as they watch you brush your teeth and wash your face. Their eyes scan your body and they let out a contented sigh.
“You getting up, Nomi?” you ask sweetly from the bathroom.
Naomi grunts in response and props their head up a little bit to see you better, smirking at your bare chest. They yawn briefly as they try to rub their eyes and wake themselves up. They seem to take note of you looking over at their bare torso, smiling softly and rolling their eyes at your question.
“Mhm…just a second. Need to wake myself up too.” they reply in a sleepy, drowsy tone. They let out another huge yawn and stretch their body, letting their limbs hang down over the sides of the bed.
“Want me to start the shower?” you ask softly.
“Please, that would be great.” Naomi replies, groaning slightly and shifting up a little bit, letting you see their entire back as they lean forward as they sit on the side of the bed. They move their eyes over their shoulder to look at you. Their gaze is soft and loving, the expression in their eyes shows affection and adoration as they smile softly, waiting for you to leave for the shower, hearing it turn on.
You smile and wink, heading towards the walk in closet, leaving the bathroom for them to go shower.
Naomi hums softly as you leave. Their gaze trails after you for a beat and they turn away, leaning forward once you’re gone and moving their body up, stretching. They pause for a moment and take in a deep breath. They let it out and then rise up, grabbing their phone off the bedside table next to them.
Music plays from Naomi's phone as you get dressed. Sitting in a simple outfit, criss cross in front of your floor length mirror, doing some basic makeup. When Naomi exits, bare torso damp in a pair of boxers, they smirk lightly, loving watching you do your makeup.
A low whistle leaves Noami's mouth, eyebrows raised softly, an expression of intrigue playing on their features as they push their tongue up to their teeth, eyes scanning you.
“Don’t be weird,” you laugh, tapping your beauty blender into your skin.
Naomi chuckles quietly, standing a little bit behind you. Their eyebrows are still slightly raised and you can almost imagine a small grin on their face, not quite visible from your position and yet still obvious.
“No, but seriously, you look good.” Naomi is still grinning as they move closer, standing above you they speak, their voice low and intimate. Their hands come to rest on your shoulders, squatting so that they can shift your body slightly to wrap their arms around you. Their breath is hot on your neck.
You turn your face and pucker your lips for a kiss, Naomi hums gently as your lips meet.. Their hands stroke your arms tenderly. They press their lips to your ear to whisper. It’s a soft, gentle voice, their tone affectionate and their words playful. “You really do look that good, baby.”
“Go put clothes on you goof,” you breathe out lightly, relishing in Naomi’s affection.
Naomi grunts and shifts slightly, lifting their body back up. They lean down and kiss the top of your head, before standing and patting the top of your head affectionately, walking to the closet to get dressed. You smile at their bare, muscly back as you move to apply some mascara.
Naomi comes out from the wardrobe, fully clothed, admiring your features. The way your eyes look as your applying the mascara, the way your hand is steady and moves with a level of dexterity, mouth slightly agape. As you move they watch you, and the eyes are as affectionate and loving as ever. Their gaze lingers on you, moving over your curves, their knees pushing against your back lightly as a signal to hurry up, a small smile and bright eyes make contact with yours in the mirror.
The doorbell rings, Naomi heads downstairs to intercept the flower delivery and the secret pastries they ordered. And when your both downstairs, kissing between sips of coffee and bites of pastry, Naomi's whispering affectionate sentiments as they pull you into their arms. Four songs later, all considerably fast for how slow you move together, through twirls and dips, Naomi's hands support your body. Confident in how the spin you gracefully, muscles tensing as they dip you lower, the fourth song ending as Naomi playfully holds you in a deep dip, strong hand centered on your back, pressing a searing kiss to your throat.
"Love you," Naomi murmurs, kissing your lips tenderly, hands sliding down to rest in the back pockets of your jeans.
"Love you more," you smile, kissing their chin softly as you stand wrapped in each others arms in the middle of the kitchen.
Naomi smiles at you as they observe you with a hint of amusement, you both share a smile.
“Come on babydoll, let’s get going…” Naomi whispers, their eyes still fixed on yours.
You both grab your belongings, your purse usually the dumping ground for Naomi’s keys and wallet and anything else they bring. You both get in the car, Naomi choosing to drive since they know where to go.
They drive carefully, with one hand on the wheel and the other reaching over to rest on your thigh. Naomi hums with contented affection as they look at you. They pause for a moment and glance at you with a playful tone. Their brows are raised slightly, a small grin plays on their lips as they look at you.
“What’re you looking at?” you tease back gently.
Naomi laughs softly and they glance back to the road. Their voice is slightly teasing as they reply.
“Just enjoying the view. It’s quite nice.” Their voice is low and it has a hint of playfulness to it. They keep driving, glancing at you a few times with that same expression on their face.
“Such a dork,” you giggle softly, hand rubbing their wrist, their thumb moving back forth on your thigh, as you move to lean your head onto their shoulder.
Naomi laughs again and they smile gently in response as they keep driving the car. Their hand moves to hold yours gently as their thumb rubs your palm gently.
It takes an hour to get where you are going, Naomi telling you to close your eyes when you’re about to get close. “Nomi…. what?” you ask, squeezing your eyes tight, one hand covering them.
Naomi chuckles to themselves and they squeeze your hand gently, their eyes flicking back to the road again. Their voice is playful and teasing as they smile, voice low. “Just trust me, babydoll.”
They squeeze your hand softly and you can feel them take a deep breath, slowing the vehicle down and shifting to park. The car comes to a stop, the seat belt clicking off as the sound of the engine dies down slightly.
“I do trust you, you’re just being shady,” you giggle loudly.
Naomi laughs back at you, tone gentle and loving. The air in the vehicle is still as Naomi glances over at you. “I promise, Baby, you’ll enjoy it. Just keep your eyes closed and let me lead you.”
Naomi is all smiles and they look back at you, waiting for your reply.
“Ya’messin with me?” you ask mumbling sweetly, Naomi coming around to the passenger side to open the door for you, putting a hand out to help you out of the car, your eyes still closed.
Naomi chuckles and they nod, “Yeah. I totally am messing with you. But shhhh…I want it to be a surprise. Just let me lead you now.”
They take your hand and guide you out of the car gently. You can sense their amusement as they lead you across the parking lot.
“Are we almost there?” you mumble, laughing softly. A shiver runs through you as Naomi’s hands settle on your hips before opening a door with a bell. There’s an obvious smell, but one you can’t place. There’s also scurrying and barking sounds.
Naomi smiles at your mumbling and laughs softly once more. They whisper into your ear and reply teasingly. “You’re so impatient. Just wait a little more.”
They guide you in and then close the door behind you both. The barking and scurrying noises get louder, their hand is still on you and you can feel them squeeze your hips gently.
“Are we…” you start to ask before Naomi uncovers your eyes gently, your jaw dropped as you stand in the covered entrance to an animal shelter.
“Ta-da!” Naomi exclaims softly as the moment of anticipation you experienced finally comes to an end. You see the shelter and your ears fill with the sound of dogs barking. Naomi holds you closely and their expression is full of affection as they see your shocked reaction. They chuckle softly and they smile softly as their hand rests on your hip.
You squeal gently, turning around and jumping into Naomi’s arms, hugging them tightly.
Naomi laughs softly as your body is in their arms. They hug you tightly, holding you against their strong form. Their voice is genuine, sincere and full of affection as they reply. “See? I told you that you’d love it.”
Their hand caresses your back and their breath is warm as it brushes against your neck.
“We’re getting a cat? A dog? I can’t believe you—“ you say hitting their shoulder lightly, tears of happiness in your eyes.
Naomi chuckles softly as your hand meets their shoulder. Their tone is gentle but a small grin is plastered on their features, they really couldn’t resist the surprise. They’re just so happy to see you so happy. They glance at your tears and their mouth curls up into a small smile as they look at you.
“We’re getting a little furry friend.” they murmur, voice soft and tender.
“Just one?” you ask, with big hopeful eyes, maybe trying to convince Naomi for more than one.
Naomi laughs softly as they see your expression. Their eyes are warm as the affection is clear across their face. They caress your back again and they kiss your head softly as they reply.
“Just one.” they murmur. The way they say it seems to imply that maybe you could convince them for more. They’re still smiling and their voice remains soft and genuine as they look at your hopeful eyes.
“We’ll see about that,” you murmur, sassily leaning into their kiss before turning and walking through the main entrance of the shelter.
Naomi smiles and they squeeze your hand as the two of you walk through the main entrance. The barking gets more intense and your eyes wander around as there are plenty of different animals being cared for and looked after. The shelter is busy and the staff is all working hard, that's clear. Naomi’s hand remains on yours as they glance around the place. They smile sweetly at you. Your eyes are still searching around and you can’t help but notice how adorable the animals all are. You’re already a little overwhelmed.
“There’s not as many animals here as I thought,” you say happily.
“I know you’re doing this for me so I’m not lonely when you're on tour but… dog? cat? both?” you ask, the last word cheekily as your hands run under Naomi’s shirt, rubbing their hips and back gently.
Naomi chuckles as they feel your hands underneath their shirt. They can sense your playful mood and they grin as they reply. “Let’s take a look and see what they have first and then we’ll decide.”
After greeting the staff and looking at some of the animals, one member comes and shows you around, your eyes keep being drawn to a shy pit bull mix, laying in one of the kennels.
“Who’s that?” you ask one of the workers.
The staff member smiles softly, their expression kind as they answer the question.
“That little sweetheart is called Max. He’s a bit shy but he’s very sweet. Just needs the right owner.”
Naomi watches the scene carefully. They seem interested in the pit bull mix as their eyes follow it. They listen closely to the response and they smile softly at the staff member.
“How long has he been here?” you ask sweetly, kneeling down outside the cage. The workers tells you not to expect him to interact much, but Max crawls on his belly, shyly, but towards you, small tail wagging.
The staff member seems surprised at Max’s response to you as he crawls closer. The dog’s movement seems slow and cautious but gentle all the same. The tail wagging is a positive sign and your expression says it all. You look over at Naomi and they’ve been watching closely. Their eyes are locked on yours and Max as he crawls towards you.
“How long?” Naomi asks, pulling the staff member out of their surprise watching Max approach you.
The staff member looks at Naomi before responding, having no problems answering your question.
“We rescued Max six months ago. He was abandoned and abused by his previous owner and the damage was quite severe. But he’s been here long enough to heal properly and now he’s looking for a new home. He’s a very good boy but we haven’t had many people showing interest in him so far. That might change today though…”
“Hi sweetheart,” you whisper gently, sticking a finger through the fence material for him to sniff.
Max stares back at you with his soft, loving gaze. He takes your finger gently and sniffs at it with curiosity in his eyes. You can see as his tail wags a little faster when he catches your scent. The animal's body seems to relax and the staff member chuckles warmly at the sight. Naomi is standing there and they watch the interaction with interest and tenderness.
“Can we go in with him?” you ask the worker softly, feeling attached to him already.
The worker nods their head, their expression full of anticipation. They unlock the cage and they step back, encouraging you to step in with a smile. Max stares at you with affection on his face as he sits there, still as you enter. Naomi still wears that same expression of endearment and they keep their eyes on you, following you inside.
You sit on the floor gently, knees up but open as you wait for max to approach you.
Max's body shifts as he makes his way forward. The little pit bull mix watches you as his tail wags. You can see he wants to approach you but he’s shy and his movement is slow and cautious. He stops to sniff the air for a moment before he walks right up to your knees. Max sniffs at your lap briefly and then he leans his body against yours, letting out a small sigh as he rubs against you.
“Oh that’s a good boy,” you say scratching his ears, looking at him with so much love, tapping his butt gently as you pet him.
Max’s tail wags a little faster as you scratch his ears and tap his butt. He rubs up against your lap more, letting out a contented sigh. He seems more relaxed and the little pit bull mix doesn’t seem so shy anymore. His expression says that he’s enjoying the affection. He leans a little bit more against you as your fingers run through his fur.
“I love him” you say, not even looking up at Naomi.
Naomi smiles as they look at you both and they can’t help but agree. They’re pleased to see how you and Max are getting on so well and their voice is gentle as they respond.
“He is cute," Naomi mumbles, leaning down, letting the chunky dog plop into their lap with an "oof".
Their expression is full of affection and they keep watching intently, feeling genuinely pleased with how the situation is panning out. Max’s tail wags even faster when Naomi calls him cute. He leans even more of his body weight against you both as you pet him.
“How old is he?” you ask.
The staff member seems pleased by your interest and they take a short glance at Max as they reply. They seem impressed you’re taking so much time with the dog.
“He’s about three-ish years old… and he’s not been treated very well so we think he might be good with older kids or a couple with no children. With his story, having some time alone with his family would probably help him a lot at the start… but he’s a wonderful dog. We’ve just been waiting for the right person for him.”
“Naomi…” you say looking up at them, doe-eyes, wanting Naomi to interact with Max too.
“Yes honey?” they reply gently. Their tone is soft and affectionate. Their eyes are still on Max as they respond to you.
“Can we?” you ask sweetly, Max licking your chin as you giggle.
Naomi laughs softly at the sight of Max licking your chin. His little tail wags and he makes little contented sounds as he licks your chin. He seems so happy for the first time in a long time. Naomi is pleased by this and they're still watching the interaction with affection. As they respond they seem a little hesitant and they shift a little back towards you both.
“…we could, if you’re sure, babydoll.”
“Never been more sure about anything,” you say confidently.
“S’right Max… you wanna come home with us?” you ask, noticing he doesn’t really answer to his name.
“Can we change his name? He doesn’t really seem interested in Max,” you ask the staff member.
Max’s tail wags when you ask him to come home with you. It’s a small reaction but it’s clear that he knows what you’re asking. His ears move to you a little as he seems to focus on you, wanting you to make the decision.
The staff member seems to find this little interaction cute and they chuckle softly as they respond.
“You can definitely change his name. It’ll help with his transition to you. It’s not always best for animals when they go by the name their previous owners gave them.”
“Let’s do it,” you say to Naomi excited, as you get up gently, staying close to Max so he doesn’t think you’re leaving him.
Naomi chuckles at your excitement, getting up and following the volunteer to go fill out paperwork while you stay with the dog.
"Babe... what's his name?" Naomi asks, calling over from the counter, clipboard in hand.
“What do you think of Bruno, Nomi?” you ask softly.
Naomi smiles at the suggestion and they seem to think the name is perfect. They shift their body a little to get a better look at you. Their body language seems to signal approval with how they look at you and they nod their head.
“I like it.” they reply softly, their voice is genuine and soft.
Bruno’s little tail wags as he rubs up against your calf and you hear a contented sigh coming from the little pit bull mix. His little look of affection and warmth melts your heart and you laugh softly at the affection Bruno is showing you.
"Me too," you smile softly, looking down at the dog sitting at your feet.
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"Bruno.... hey, bruno, buddy... move it," Naomi grunts softly, trying to push the pitbull's butt out from their ribcage. They sit up softly, looking down at the two of you cuddling, Bruno's eyes opened in the dark room, staring up at Naomi.
"Look dude, I know she's your mama, but she's my woman and you're hogging her," Naomi croaks out. And as if out of spite, Bruno huffs, pushing his nose into your neck, ignoring Naomi.
"You gotta be fucking kidding... you're so lucky you're cute," Naomi groans, laying back down, settling for reaching their arm across Bruno, hand settling on your ass over the covers.
Bruno's nub of a tail thumps, seemingly happy with this arrangement.
"Oh don't get cocky," Naomi mumbles, trying to fall back asleep with minimal contact with you.
sooo... felt like i once again wrote a whole lotta nothin...probs so many errors...
love u < 3
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could we get something about going clubbing with Naomi? like them being all over reader and reader dancing up on them
jj chats: i love writing for naomi!!! also disclaimer i have never been clubbing before so if this is inaccurate that is why!!!
warnings: RPF, no use of y/n, pet names "baby, good girl, princess"
feedback is encouraged and i'd love to get some just please be kind!!!
Whenever you pick out an outfit for the night Naomi will come up to you once you're ready, hand on your hips lean down into your ear, and whisper “All dressed up for me baby? Good girl.”
Naomi is by your side the entire night, like literally never leaves your side. They’ll either have a hand on your waist or the small of your back or leading you through a crowd they’ll hold your hand.
Like if you have to pee Naomi will come into the bathroom with you and guard your stall door.
They send glares to anyone that looks at you, like anyone.
When y’all are dancing… you go all out
Like, to you, two you’re the only ones in the world.
Like their hands are on your waist holding you tight and close to them.
If you're facing them I could see your hands around their neck, fingers playing with their hair.
Your bodies sway together to the beat of the music.
You definitely will like to turn around to not face them and then dance up on them- they love it so much.
When they watch you dance they would so just like throw out praises to you.
So many pet names omg.
They’d whisper things into your ear like “You look so pretty tonight princess,”
Naomi’s hand wanders around your body so much when y’all are dancing, like literally they’re everywhere.
Your hips, waist, arms, ass, sometimes they’ll grab your face and lean you in to kiss you.
When their hands are on your hips they'll sneak their fingers under your shirt for a better grip, their thumbs would rub light circles into the soft skin of your tummy.
But don’t get me wrong, you do the same thing.
You’d run your hands up and down their torso underneath their shirt.
So like you definitely cannot keep your hands to yourself.
And once either of you have had a drink or two all bets are off.
You're fully making out, omg their hands would be in your hair and they use that grip to pull you closer to them.
Ugh omg.
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hiii hun how are you?
A while ago I saw a trend on tiktok where girls were coloring their partner's tattoos using blush/eyeshadow and I would really love to see the reader coloring Naomi's tattoos :(( <3
I would really appreciate if you use this idea :p 💌
hi baby!! i’m doing great! how are you?
ofc!!! i love it so much it’s so cute!
edit: i wrote this at ljke 5am so it’s not that good i’m sorry D: (not proofread)
‼️RPF‼️
ONE SHOT - naomi x reader - watercolours
word count: 603
“good morning honey” you greeted naomi. your makeup was all over the small table as you worked outside on the chair. it was a perfect sunny summers morning. the birds were chirping, the small breeze was blowing past you.
your small mirror was propped up onto the table, shielded by the big umbrella over the table. naomi walked out in their pjs, hair messy and all over place.
“ you have a good sleep?”
“it’s too warm” naomi replied with a frown. they say across from you, a curious tilt to the head“why are you doing your makeup here?”
“i got up early. i thought it’d be nice to do my makeup in the sun” you leaned forward; pressed a small kiss to naomi’s forehead. the older smiled in return, their eyes closed contently.
“well, it looks good. you carry on, i’ll make myself some coffee. do you want any?” naomi got up, hand up over their face to block out the sun.
“yes please” you answered back, making sure to not smudge your eyeliner. “iced with vanilla”
“how did i know?” naomi teased from the kitchen. you could hear the grin.
you grabbed your makeup brush, adding some eyeshadow to your final look. naomi came back with two glasses of coffee, setting them down on the table. they took their place back across from you.
“you want some makeup on too, baby?” you turned to look at your partner. they were staring at you with curious eyes. scanning over your face and the brushes.
“nah- i just like watching you do your makeup. being all pretty and shit”
“you have a way with words, my love” you put the brushes down, finished with your makeup for the day.
the morning sun was truly something else. you and naomi settled into a comfortable silence. disturbed occasionally by the sound of ice as naomi stirred their coffee with the straw. it was your turn to stare at your partner. taking in the way the sun kisses their skin, showing off their tattoos in the bright light.
you loved their tattoos. often finding yourself tracing over the black lines on their arms at night. you loved hearing naomi ramble about what each one of them mean.
“can i try something?” you spoke up. naomi turned to look at you, confused. “what?”
“can i colour your tattoos? i think it’d be cute” you didn’t wait for an answer. sitting up and dragging your chair over to naomi.
“sure. go ahead” naomi chuckled, placing their arm on the table. you took your brushes out, placing them neatly on the table along with your eyeshadow.
“i’ll make them look very pretty” you were determined. colouring the small details with your eyeshadow. naomi was watching while they sipped their coffee.
“ i think it looks very pretty” you finished one tattoo, admiring the work you did. the tattoo had shades of pink, blue, yellow and green.
“it’s a bit of a shame it’s not permanent.” naomi admired their arm. taking out their phone and snapping a quick photo. “it looks like you watercolour painted it”
“it wouldn’t be good for your skin, baby” you took out one of your other pallets, getting to work on another tattoo on naomi’s arm.
“well. maybe i could take some photos and ask someone to colour it in for me? so technically your work is on my arm. i’ll admit it’s pretty cool”
“you think so?” you beamed up at naomi. they nodded their head, excitedly
“i think it’d be cool. i get to say i have my girlfriends artwork on my arm”
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i’m actually begging for josette maskin x reader please please i’m crying
Jo Maskin x f!reader
warnings/tags: wlw smut, fingering, floor sex (ow), swearing like once, reader is AFAB and uses she/her pronouns in this one, established relationship, and one lil smooch.
author’s note: Thanks for the request! Just a short lil thing for my first post. My fav cocky!Jo is here. Almost had her call the reader princess, but we’re not there yet ;) No use of Y/N for my lovelies. Thanks so much to everyone who’s sent in a request! They’re still open so feel free to send as many as you’d like.
Mwah, carli <3
Her sweaty back was pressed against the cold, hard floor. Her body rocked steadily with the fluid movements of Jo’s fingers. Small whimpers and breathy moans left her mouth. The air was thick with lust as the two moved on the hardwood. Her nails clawed at her girlfriend’s back, leaving ruthless red marks in their wake.
“Fuck,” she cried out. She was getting closer.
Josette looked down at her girlfriend with a smirk. “Oh, baby, you’re doing so good,” she moaned. “So good for me, yeah?”
She knew she wouldn’t last much longer, so she reached down to stimulate her further. With the newly added sensation, her legs began to shake. Jo was kissing her neck and coaxing her closer to the edge.
She wrapped her legs around Jo’s waist and took a hand from between her legs and into her mouth. The new angle sent her over the edge, moaning around Jo’s fingers.
After a moment, Josette stood, scooped her girlfriend off the floor, and placed her on the table near their front door. She parted her lips, sticking her fingers into her mouth. Josette’s tongue worked around her fingers, cleaning them of her girlfriend’s essence. Pulling them out with a wet pop, she grabbed the tissue box, drying her fingers.
She crouched down to her where her girlfriend’s legs dangled off the table she was sitting on top of. With a soft smile stretched across her face, she watched as Jo cleaned her off before sliding up her sleep shorts. She slid her fingers into Jo’s curls, giving them a gentle tug to pull her up for a kiss.
“I love you, baby,” Jo whispered. Still smiling, she purred back “I love you more.”
“Yeah? Well tough loss, baby. I've got you beat.”
“Oh really?” Jo furrowed her brows and pursed her lips before speaking this time.
“Yeah, 'cause I love you the most.”
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Chapter 2 | Part Two: Silk Chiffon
Lead Singer!Reader x Lead Guitarist!Ellie Williams
Summary: A smoke session in the hotel leads Reader & Ellie into a conversation about the past that affect their future.
Warnings: Sexual Content(f/f fingering, oral, and dry humping), and Infidelity.
WC: 5k
A/N: Thank you to everyone who has been reading this series so far & for the positive feedback 💜 Enjoy
Series Masterlist
"Do you ever think about us?”
Ellie's words echoed in your head like a prayer sung in a cathedral. Over and over and over.
“I uhm-I mean..”, you couldn't help but stutter.
Meanwhile, Ellie stifled a laugh as her eyes remained on the ceiling and her mind reveled in the amusing way you were reacting to her question. “You don’t have to say it if you don’t want to.”
Your pupils searched around the room as your hand came up to scratch against your bare arm. You needed something to tame the anxiety running marathons inside of you and your surroundings were the only thing you could use as a tool to calm it.
“I think about us.” Ellie said it so casually, you had to question if what you heard was real or a hallucination.
“What?”
Ellie's chin lowered, her eyes following along with the movement until they rested on you. “I think about us.”
She shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal, when in reality, what she was confessing to was something so thoroughly massive in your brain.
“In what way?”
Ellie’s eyes left yours as the confidence seemed to drain from her once sharp facial expression as she shrugged her shoulders. Suddenly, she grew shy at the thought of talking about your relationship together and how it still runs through her mind on a near daily basis.
The temperature seemed to rise in the hotel room even though a soft breeze was flowing freely through the window. Without a word, you turned to walk the short distance back to the couch and took a seat in the same spot you once occupied before; Ellie followed shortly after.
The strain in the room was severely obvious.
You presumed the only reason Ellie had asked a question like this or brought up this sort of conversation all together, was due to the fact that she was clearly very high and spaced out. Which, you weren't wrong about.
Ellie was indeed very high and sunken down deep in her mind as she dared to travel to the one set of memories that were usually barred with yellow caution tape. The memories always appeared so enticing and leaving her wanting to visit the scene of the crime again..but never being able to push herself fully over that barrier to engage with them.
Now, it was different. She was high, you were high, and a shared hotel room was proving to be a nudge in Ellie's rib as she became consumed with thoughts about something else. Someone else.
It was suddenly like you were a hyper fixation of hers that she was bursting at the seems to talk about, yet, she held it in. Instead, opting to keep quiet and let her thoughts be silent or get distracted by something else that wasn’t her life. Yeah - that's what she needed, a distraction.
“You still wanna watch that movie?” Ellie’s voice was so fucking soft yet at the same time very hoarse, it almost made you melt right then and there into the couch.
“Yeah,” you gulped, “anything in mind?”
“How about….”
Your finger aimlessly flipped through all of the options on the screen as Ellie scanned each of the selections until she found the winner.
“But I’m A Cheerleader- that one!”
You shook your head with an amused smile, "Typical".
“What?” Ellie's smile returned to her face as the room relaxed for the first time in several minutes.
“You’re just so predictable- that’s it”, you said playfully while shrugging your shoulders.
“It’s my favorite fucking movie. You should already know I’m biased to it.”
“Yeah yeah yeah.” you waved Ellie off as your thumb clicked a button on the remote that started the films opening scene to display on the large flat screen tv.
In her best efforts to fight off the chill in her body, Ellie grabbed the blanket she had packed along with her and spread it along the lower half of her body as she allowed herself to relax into the cushions.
“How old were you when you saw this for the first time?” You wondered as your eyes watched the cheerleaders twirling high up in the air as the camera panned to an up-skirt view.
“Too young.”
“Like how young?”
Ellie shrugged, “I don’t know, maybe like ten..eleven. Something like that.”
You nodded with wide eyes. “Damn, ten?”
Ellie chuckled at the disbelief in your voice. “Yep. One could say it was my gay awakening.”
“What about Princess Jasmine?”
“She’s different. She’s an angel and can do no wrong.”
A thunderous laugh left your lips which instantly made you slap a hand over your mouth in an attempt to muffle the sound.
“Plus, I was too young to understand I wanted to fuck Princess Jasmine so she doesn't count as my gay awakening.”
Ellie enjoyed your laugh, enjoyed it that much more when she was the one inducing it. It’s like she got a shot of pride directly injected into her veins whenever she could sprinkle a moment of joy or humor or any other emotion that made you feel good. She wanted to make you feel good always and would if you let her.
It's comical in a way. When Ellie was 19, it was as if she had to keep trying to convince herself that she didn't care about you nearly as much as she knew, deep down, she did. In fact, it was as if she was fucking up on a near consistent basis purely just to keep up the act that she was only caring about herself. If the act was more for you and the public, or herself, she wasn't sure. It only became more difficult for Ellie to keep up with this act the further and further you both got into your relationship.
When things were going really well between you both back in your college days, fuck, was it good. On the other hand, when things weren't going well, usually because of something Ellie did, they really weren't going well. It was almost like the good moments were a spotlight shedding on what could’ve been if you and Ellie both had been just a little bit older and more matured and established in yourselves. Sort of like how you both were now.
Yours & Ellie's conversation tapered off naturally as the both of you started watching the movie. Not that Ellie was having much luck in concentrating on the film.
You, on the other hand, were fully entranced on the current scene where the main characters, Megan & Graham, sneak off to have sex for the first time.
The film made it exceptionally pretty. The soft pink tones, the gentle touches, the intimate eye contact between the characters- it truly set the mood for what your first intimate experience with another girl felt like.
Your gaze was too concentrated on taking in all of the details in the movie, that your sober mind had never bothered to notice, that you missed the heavy gaze Ellie held on you as she moved her body slightly. Now, she was seated on the couch, but her body was twisted so she was facing directly towards you with her knees pulled up to her chest.
Eventually you caught on to Ellie's stare, nearly catching you off guard when your eyes met.
"You okay?"
Ellie didn't answer verbally, just opted for a nod as her mind was deep in thought. You mimicked her nod of the head and returned your eyes back to the movie while trying your best to ignore the heat from Ellie's eyes that you could feel were still concentrated on you.
"I miss you."
Your eyes returned to where they were moments ago as you looked into Ellie's green eyes. "We see each other like everyday Ellie."
Ellie nodded, "Yeah, but not like this. I feel like we are walking on eggshells together most of the time and now it just feels..I don't know. Natural. Like old times".
You knew exactly what Ellie meant. She was talking about how things were when you were dating, but now you were far from that and hadn't been even close to that for a couple years.
"I mean..things are different now."
"But why?”
You matched Ellie's position as you twisted your body to face hers. "What do you mean why Ellie. You know why."
Ellie knew you were right, yet there was some part of her that wished things between you both would've gone back to normal after your breakup. Surely wishing something like that was foolish, yet Ellie lived to be the fool.
"I just miss you."
"What things do you miss?" You asked genuinely as the movie now became background noise to the first conversation the both of you had really ever had regarding your past relationship.
Ellie's brain immediately went through film clip memories in her mind of all of your good times together. The late night escapades, the movie nights, the jam sessions, even the sex. It was all something that felt right and natural. Ellie missed all of that, and tonight was feeding a hunger for that feeling she wanted to have again with you. She didn't want it to stop.
"Shit like this..," Ellie shrugged, "..watching a movie, smoking weed, cuddling on the couch.."
Ellie's voice trailed off on the last part as if she were ashamed, which, in some ways she was. However the need for this feeling with you was outweighing any guilt that she could be feeling right now.
"The cuddling huh?", you teased with a warm smile. "Do you think that's a good idea? Cuddling?"
The answer was clear. You knew it, Ellie knew it, yet the both of your bodies somehow began to scoot closer and closer to one another.
"What's so wrong with cuddling?" Ellie asked with innocence which made you roll your eyes.
"I think you know why we can't cuddle Ellie."
By the time you finished your sentence, you and Ellie had hunched backs as you both naturally leaned in towards each other like metal to a magnet.
A heavy sigh fell from Ellie’s lips as she fought a battle within herself that she didn’t know the outcome of. That hunger, that want, that nostalgic feeling coming back was making her want to take in spoonful after spoonful of you and this feeling. On the other hand, she knew it was bad to even entertain such a concept.
She had a loving girlfriend at home that was great in every way possible, but why didn’t she make Ellie feel like this? She kept asking herself this question over and over. Until she couldn’t take it anymore. The two choices sit like two different entrees on fine china. Ellie’s mind kept going from one to the other, trying to decipher if she wanted normalcy or if she wanted you.
“Fuck it.”
A breath gasped out of your mouth and vibrated against Ellie’s lips as she held them against yours like her life depended on it.
Your first thought was shock, but relief soon chased it as you found yourself melting into the tender kiss.
One of Ellie’s hands went up to cup the side of your face as your mouths continued moving slowly against one another’s. It felt so sweetly familiar.
For a second, you were nineteen again and kissing your college roommate for the very first time. The pent up tension and feelings were coming to fruition and that similar sense of relief that you felt when you were 19 was present in this very room as Ellie cradled you in her arms with a grip that held a fear of you trying to leave.
What Ellie didn’t know is that you too had an appetite for this sorta of feeling and you weren’t planning on cutting it off anytime soon. At least not tonight.
Ellie's girlfriend wasn't a thought in your mind or hers as you instinctually moved into Ellie's lap to straddle her waist. Both of your lips moved fervently against the other as tongues collided and saliva coated both your mouths like a shiny clear gloss.
Everything felt second nature and habitual. The way one of Ellie's hands gripped your waist tightly as she pulled you as close to her chest as possible, and the other rested at the swell of your ass. Natural.
The way one of your hands cupped the side of Ellie's face as you ground your hips down towards her; so fucking natural.
Ellie let out a groan at the friction as she tried to pull you tighter to her body, even if it was impossible for you both to get any closer. Her strong grip on your hips was enough to have you mewling into her mouth which only made Ellie feel more starved and deprived of your alluring noises, the warmth of your skin, and the way your mouth fit against hers like the missing puzzle piece that had been brushed under the couch for ages. It was a sensory overload that you both had missed and craved, yet suppressed time and time again - and for what reason?
At this very moment, everything else was quiet and nonexistent. All that was in both of your worlds right now was two past lovers who desperately needed one another.
Ellie allowed you to gently push her to fall backwards so her back rested on the couch as she gazed up at you sitting on top of her.
The quiet and stillness suddenly made everything stop. The eye of the tornado had passed and now it was stillness- A calm just after a storm that caused a kind of damage that could destroy towns.
Ellie mimicked your heaving chest and wide eyed gaze as you stared down at her and she stared up at you. Images of her girlfriend were now flickering through her mind, yet her hands never even thought about straying away from your hips.
As much as this moment was a moral battle for Ellie, there was also a sense of comfort in the familiarity that was your legs resting on either side of her.
Silently, your eyes made a treaty with one another that spoke of consent and allowing whatever happens, to happen but that didn't make you any less hesitant. You had nothing to lose, but Ellie had an entire relationship to lose.
You both could stop the betrayal with just a kiss - you both should stop the betrayal with just a kiss.
Yet still, Ellie nodded as she sensed your hesitancy. She wanted you to know that she knew exactly what you were thinking and feeling and still she wanted this so incredibly bad. Who were you to deny that you wanted the same exact thing when it was consenting right in front of you?
You couldn't nod any quicker and Ellie couldn't move any slower as her hands squeezed your hips in a nearly feral manor. This made you smile and feel a sense of shyness as Ellie looked at you as if you were the Mona Lisa in the flesh.
Gently, Ellie's hips rose up off of the couch to collide with your center, making you bite your lip as you brought both of your palms to rest on top of Ellie's stomach.
Your eyes remained fixed on her as you bent the upper half of your body downwards towards Ellie; your hands sliding all the way up to her shoulders as you did so.
You were now hovering directly above her like a mobile above a babies crib. Ellie's tongue wet her lips as she looked at you as if you were a meal she had been starved of for years, which you had been, but all by choice.
In a challenging nature, you ground your hips down onto Ellie's. Her eyes squinted harshly at the interaction as she slid her hands down so she could unashamedly knead your ass.
Your faces were so close together that both of your breaths were hitting the other with a vapor of warmth that was charged with anticipation and excitement. Ellie was finding it all torturous.
"Please."
Her voice was so quiet it was nearly drowned out due to the audio from the movie, but your focus was on her and only her. You heard her perfectly clear.
"Please what?" You questioned knowing damn well you speaking would lightly brush your lips against Ellie's as you remained hovering above her.
Ellie let out a groan paired with a rolling pair of eyes as she squeezed your ass harder in the hopes that would get her message across...but she should know you better.
"I'm afraid you're going to have to use your words El."
You wore a near devious smile as you turned your face to the side, allowing your mouth to graze along the skin of her freckled cheeks and travel downwards towards her neck.
The tingling feeling made Ellie shiver the closer you got to that euphoric spot just below her ear and when your lips did finally meet that thin layer of skin, you paused entirely, making Ellie huff out of frustration and neediness. You found it all very amusing as your lips continued ghosting along.
“Are you not having fun?”
All Ellie could manage to do was sigh loudly which seemed to spur you on even more.
“Awe you don’t seem like you’re having fun.” You sealed your sentence with a severely light peck to her neck in the exact place she wanted, making Ellie’s hands squeeze your ass again as her eyes began to close. “Then again, maybe you are.”
“Shut up.”
Suddenly, Ellie sat up, forcing your body to sit up along with hers. She wrapped one of her arms around your waist and firmly held you against her as she swapped your position with hers. Now, Ellie was above you and moving quickly to take off her hoodie.
You laid in awe as you took in the view before you. Ellie in a white tank top with messy hair that was stuck up in multiple places, yet the image was as close to the past as it could get in your mind. Except now it was fast forwarded a couple years- Ellie’s facial bone structure was more pronounced, her upper body was more lean and muscular, and her eyes had dark gray underneath them from exhaustion, yet you felt like it complimented the green in the nicest way.
Once again, silence consumed the room, even as Ellie lowered herself downwards and kissed you without warning-not that you needed one.
From here, the race began.
In contrast to earlier, both of your locked lips were desperate and chasing one another. Saliva began dripping along the sides of Ellie’s mouth as she left open mouthed, gasp filled kisses that only separated when she desperately needed to have your bare skin touching hers.
Quickly, Ellie moved to rest inbetween your legs before her fingers found the hem of your flimsy t-shirt. The further the material moved upwards, the more present the urgency was as you assisted Ellie in lifting the material the remainder of the way up until you were tossing it on the floor.
You swore you saw Ellie’s eyes pop out of her head when your bare chest was on full display for her to indulge herself in shamelessly-and shamelessly she did.
A guttural noise came straight from her chest as Ellie’s hands moved to squeeze your tits together, making you lull your head to the side out of sheer pleasure.
“Ellie,” you whined, making that same noise slip off of Ellie’s tongue as she moved her face and began furiously kissing along your collarbones.
Her tongue glided along your skin, leaving trails of wetness in her path, until she got to the place her mouth had been watering for.
Your nipple felt velvety against her tongue as she lapped it up using various circular movements. This feeling used to be a phantom, but now it was in the flesh and she couldn’t believe she had been depriving herself of the delicacy that was you for all these years.
Your fingers twirled the hairs that sat along the back of Ellie’s neck, occasionally pulling them whenever she hit a particularly heavenly spot. Ellie gently grazed her teeth along your nipple while her other hand stayed firmly placed on your ribcage- half in order to keep her own balance, the other half just so she had an excuse to be touching you with every limb that she had.
Ellie began sucking on your nipple and you couldn’t help but arch your back off of the couch, naturally making yours and Ellie’s centers grind against one another. Clearly Ellie was enjoying the friction-and so were you-as she continued sucking even more harshly on your nipple, just the way she remembered you liking it.
By now, you were dripping wet as the currents of pleasure, from the friction and Ellie’s mouth, had you rocking your hips against Ellie as you searched for any sort of abrasion in order to ease the pressure that was weighing heavy on your clit.
“Take this off, you spoke through heavy breaths as your hands moved to the back of Ellie’s shirt. You were tempted to just start taking it off yourself, but you were still hesitant in whatever was happening between the both of you and the only thing that was reassuring you it was okay was Ellie giving her consent.
Ellie swiftly moved upwards and discarded her shirt so it met yours on the floor-a silent consent. Now, the both of you were matching with bare chests exposed to one another.
The moment Ellie moved back down to kiss you again, both of your bodies began sinking up in a rhythm that was getting both of you equally worked up. Ellie’s hand moved to your thigh and lifted your leg up to her hip as she ground her hips down against yours again, but this time with much more access and ability to move against one another with an added pressure.
While the both of you continued fucking with clothes on, Ellie’s hand had managed to slink in between both of you. Her fingertips pressed firmly against your clothed center, feeling the slightest bit of wetness that she was hoping she would find seeping through the thin cotton of your sleep pants.
In unison, you both made a noise of pleasure as Ellie continued rubbing along your clothed core, until you gave her bicep a squeeze.
Ellie released the suction of her lips against yours and peered down at you with a cautious facial expression. “You okay?”
You smiled slightly at the worried expression on Ellie’s face and nodded. “Yeah, I'm good. Really good.”
Ellie’s eyebrows relaxed from their tense state, yet she was still confused. “Are you sure this is okay?”
You shrugged as your eyes averted from Ellie’s worried look. “I think that’s a question you should be asking yourself, not me.”
There was that reminder again about how wrong this situation was, but how could something that’s so wrong feel so incredibly right to Ellie?
Silently, Ellie’s mouth moved to your neck as her hands went to rest along either side of your body. “The only thing I'm thinking about right now is how you taste.”
Her lips left a long kiss to your neck as your eyes nearly rolled to the very back of your head as she did so. “Take off my pants then.”Ellie snickered at your confidence as she obeyed your command.
She maneuvered her body so she was sitting back on her knees-her hands were quick to reach the top of your pajama pants and shed your lower half of it’s top layer.
“God damn,” Ellie sighed words that were meant to be internal, but at the sight of the dark spot that was gathering in the center of your panties, she just couldn’t help herself.
As much as she wanted to enjoy this moment and take her time, Ellie also couldn’t fight off her primitive urge to have your cunt on her mouth.
Swiftly, Ellie’s thumbs hooked on the sides of your panties; you raised your hips upwards to assist her in fully discarding the material off of your legs.
The natural scent of your pussy filled Ellie’s nostrils as she felt her heart start to speed up. Her hands were quick in moving to wrap around your thighs as she settled her face so that it was just above your warm and visibly wet center.
Ellie started off with slow kisses to your inner thighs and lower stomach,trying once again to take her time, until she physically couldn’t take it anymore.
Her teeth sunk into your thigh, making one of your hands raise up to rest on the back of her head and your crotch raise up to move along Ellie’s face.
Ellie’s tongue moved along her lips-the faintest taste of your wetness hitting Ellie’s taste buds for the first time in years. She was desperate now.
Her face moved down, pressing a long lick to your center and allowing you and her to both have some relief from the built up tension. She found herself humming in satisfaction as her tongue peaked out to gently lay flat along your dripping clit, causing you to jerk your body upwards from the sensitivity that was already very prominent. Ellie bared her teeth in a grin before she went back for more.
Ellie’s tongue made out with your cunt as she gave you the sloppiest, messiest head of her life. Your wetness mixed with her saliva as it dripped down her chin while she licked up your center faster and faster with each lick.
Your hand squeezed her brown locks as Ellie wrapped her lips around your clit, sucking it with all the pressure she could muster up before popping it out of her mouth.
Her eyes would briefly glance up at you to watch your every facial expression and bodily reaction to make sure she was hitting every spot that once drove you wild; she was happy to know your body was still a well read book in her library.
Ellie’s tongue went back to give quick, but long licks to your cunt, making sure to leave more pressure then the next. One of her hands moved to your inner thigh and pressed it down gently to ensure you were keeping your legs fully wide open for her, especially when her lips would take a break from the licking and go back to suck on your clit again and again and again.
You could feel the warm tension in your lower abdomen spreading throughout your body as you fully allowed your voice to moan and groan out whatever words came to mind that would accurately describe the ecstatic feeling that Ellie was putting on you.
“’m so close,” you whined as you subconsciously squeezed Ellie’s hair in your hand even more as you tried your best to keep your eyes open so you could watch the way Ellie looked in between your legs.
At your confession, Ellie began to slow down. Infact, her tongue was licking along your slit, but purposefully not putting too much emphasis on your clit because she knew you would be coming undone all over her tongue if she did.
As tempting as all of that sounded to her, she hadn’t even had her fingers inside of you yet.
Your eyes squinted as you watched Ellie’s tongue as it moved tantalizingly slow. By the way the corner of Ellie’s eyes were pinched, you knew she was smiling deviously even though her full face blocked as her tongue dragged up and down your cunt.
Her eyes looked straight into yours as her mouth disconnected from your center. A line of spit connected the both of you before Ellie wiped her lips with her thumb. With that same thumb, Ellie glided slowly along your cunt as the severity of your wetness made a squelching noise that had Ellie regretting she had ever removed her mouth from you.
Ellie’s teasing had you making noises as if you were a new born baby crying out for its mom. Begging and pleading and writhing so you could have your way, but Ellie wasn’t having any of it, she was much too entertained by how you were acting.
“What’s wrong?”
All you could do is respond with a whiny tone as her thumb dipped inside of your cunt for a brief second that didn’t last nearly as long as you needed it to.
“You like that? You want my fingers inside of you?”
Your nodding was so quick, it made your entire head vibrate. Ellie snickered with amusement as she watched you grinding yourself down onto her fingers that were beginning to pick up speed as they rubbed along your pussy.
“God you’re so hot.” Ellie’s eyes were super glued to your lower half as she watched the way your hips rolled into her hand, leaving your wetness to glisten on her fingers. She could only imagine how good you’d look riding her fingers like this.
The next time your body ground down, Ellie tested the waters by slipping the tip of her middle finger inside of you with ease, thanks to your wetness. Your little, bitchy whines were enough of an answer for her to proceed, But first Ellie wanted to take you to bed and ensure she had enough room to properly fuck you into oblivion.
At the disappearance of her fingers, you looked down with a mix of anger and shock. However, Ellie was quick to give clarification as she stood up from the couch with her hand outstretched towards you as she nodded in the direction of her bed.
You nibbled on your lower lip as you placed your hand in Ellie’s palm, just before she assisted in getting you to a standing position.
And from there, everything felt like a blur.
#ellie williams#tlou2#tlou#the last of us#ellie fic#ellie the last of us#ellie williams x reader#ellie williams tlou#the last of us part 2#MUNA#sapphic#lesbian#f/f#f/f fanfic#wlw#ellie williams smut#ellie williams angst#ellie williams fluff#afterglow#ellie williams fic
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I loved loved love the "miss americana and the heartbreak prince !" thing you wrote, could you do one for Naomi too?
*₊˚ ♫ 𖦹 lavender haze !
pairing : naomi mcpherson x popstar!reader
cw : basically just taylor swift!reader (obvs no physical appearance description), all fluff!
julien’s version 💜
i think reader and naomi met in a different way than the julien x popstar!reader did (that fic linked before the cut <3)
you and naomi met when you asked muna to open for you at the eras tour. you were planning to release midnights very soon, so you and your team were setting up your next tour. since the tour was going to be super long, you had to have many openers, but muna was your top pick
you had been a secret fan of muna for so long. when you had first come to terms with your queerness all those years ago, their songs were the ones to help you accept yourself while also dealing with the spotlight of being a famous singer
right after the release of one of your biggest albums, 1989, it had been leaked to the public that you were dating your best friend secret girlfriend. the media went into a frenzy, being constantly bombarded with homophobic rhetoric of the world. you disappeared for a whole year, to which no one even saw your face, but then clapped back with reputation. your career boomed after that, and you were adored by so many people yet again
naomi, and the rest of muna, had also been a big fan of yours for years. they loved how you so freely accepted yourself, even when the media tried to take you down, and you didn’t care what anyone thought. you were the biggest queer artist in the world and it showed
as you were contacting your pick of openers for the eras tour, muna was the first your team emailed. the band replied back within the day, saying they would be honored to perform for you, and the deal was set
you definitely wanted to meet them before the tour started, so you sneakily got their numbers and asked if they would want to come over and have lunch. you said it was in the premise of getting to know them, but you really just wanted to meet your favorite band
they of course agreed to lunch and the next day they came over. you considered asked phoebe to join you, since she was also another opener and a close friend of yours, but decided against it
the lunch went amazing, to your surprise. they were lovely people. all of you had more in common than you previously thought. you gushed about their music and vice versa
there was some underlying tension between you and naomi from the beginning. as soon as they walked through your door, they greeted you with a tight hug. you could feel the outline of their muscles through their shirt, and they could feel your chest pressing up against their abdominal. it drove you crazy from the start but neither of you said anything. you didn’t want to complicate things for the tour by flirting with them while they thought you were just being friendly
and just like that, you guys all became great friends. there was a groupchat made that you all texted in daily. you gave them updates on midnights and the eras tour while they gave you updates on their own tour
when you were at the studio finishing the final touches on your song ‘vigilante shit,’ you just couldn’t get the guitar right. every single combination of chords you tried didn’t sound right. you complained to them about it in your groupchat and naomi offered to come in and help you. you obviously said yes, and they made their way to your recording studio
when naomi got to your studio, you two immediately got to work. you sang the lyrics to give them an idea of the vibe of the song. as you sang, you both held eye contact with each other the whole time. the song had undertones of sexual references and it made the tension in the room amplify. as soon as you were done, naomi played a riff on their guitar for a starting point. your eyes immediately widened and you loved it. you both worked until the song was perfected, even getting naomi to sing some backing vocals for you
when midnights was released the next week, fans went crazy when they found out naomi was the one playing the guitar in the background of your vocals. rumors immediately started circling but neither of you mentioned it, too scared to make the other uncomfortable in anyway
flash forward to when the eras tour was announced. naomi reposted so many pictures of the announcement and raved about you nonstop. it made you laugh but also a bit flustered. you and all your openers were just so excited to get started
muna and paramore opened for the first night of your tour in arizona (okay i know muna didn’t open that show but let a girl be delusional). paramore was obviously fucking amazing i’m a slut for haley williams and then muna went on after. you watched from right behind the stage and danced the whole time. you couldn’t keep your eyes off of naomi’s fingers. the way they plucked the guitar made you hot in the face
you pushed your thoughts away as you went on next and sang your heart out. you started crying on stage from all the cheering and love you felt
as the tour progressed and the more time you spent with naomi, it kept getting more difficult to contain yourself. you had never felt this much yearning in your life. from the way they made your cheeks hurt from laughing so much to how they looked while they gazed down at you with soft eyes, you were whipped. it kept getting harder and harder to be professional
it was a couple shows into the tour and you started to feel the exhaust creeping up. you had to keep a certain persona one while on stage, but when you were no longer in front of a stadium full of people, you collapsed. at that moment, you were sprawled on the couch in your dressing room, trying to take your platform boots off. as if they knew you needed them, naomi knocked on the door and walked into the room
you gave them an exhausted smile, still struggling with the shoes. “need some help there, sweetheart?” they laughed out in amusement. you gave them a deadpan look and they chuckled again, kneeling in front of you to tug your boots off. after the horrendous things were off your feet, you leaned back on the couch with a satisfied sigh. naomi stayed kneeling in front of you, massaging your tired legs
“what’re you doing?” you whispered out. “just helping you relax. you put too much stress on yourself, princess.” you felt your ears heat up at all the pet names. they had always called you those sweet things, but in your tired state, it was affecting you more
“mmh, come here,” you groaned and held your arms out. they laughed and obeyed your request, sitting down next to you on the couch and pulling you into their chest. you let out a hum and snuggled into them. they gazed down at you with affection that you couldn’t see
eventually, you opened your eyes and looked up at them. you were surprised to see them already looking at you. “what?” “nothing. you just look pretty, is all,” they said and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear. you scoffed, “shut up. i’m all sweaty and gross.” “still pretty.”
you didn’t know what to say next, so you just looked up at them. you both just stared at each other for a moment. you leaned in and naomi leaned in, neither taking action. but naomi made the decision for both of you, pressing their soft lips against yours. you had no time to contemplate the consequences, giving in and kissing them back fiercely. they smirked into your mouth at your desperation and deepened the kiss, pushing their tongue into your mouth
you suddenly pulled away. “wait, wait, wait.” “what? did i do something wrong?” you wanted to coo at naomi’s thoughtfulness. “no, nom, it’s not that. i just… don’t what this to affect the tour, y’know?” they nodded in understanding. “yeah, i get it. but i like you, sweetheart. i really, really like you. and if you don’t feel the same, we can forget this ever happened and—” you cut naomi’s rambling off with a kiss on their lips, effectively shutting them up. “i like you too.”
and with that, you two started to try to work things out. it was a slow start, since you two were in the midst of a tour, but it was nice. you had never felt this kind of connection before. with naomi's dirty jokes that always made you giggle a bit before smacking their shoulder, or the way they snuck into your tour bus almost every night
by the middle of the tour, you two were in full blown honeymoon stage. sure, it was quick, but you two spent almost every waking moment together. okay maybe you guys were u-haul lesbians
no one knew you two were a couple except for a handful of people. it was nice for a while, getting your privacy from the watchful eyes, but you both wanted to show each other off. maybe you two would post subtle pictures on your stories or hold hands while getting coffee at a rest stop. i can so see naomi posting a photo of just your hands, their fingers interlaced with yours with a little heart next to them. fans definitely notice your eras tour colored nails and instantly know it’s you. twitter goes WILDDD
singing directly to them while they sit in the vip section during love songs ('lover,' 'lavender haze,' 'cruel summer,' 'enchanted,' 'new romantics') <333 naomi knows the songs are about your exes but it doesn't matter, because now they have a new meaning. and also making side eyes at them during horny songs ('i can see you,' 'false god,' 'so it goes...'). they lose their shit every time you perform 'vigilante shit.' like they see you do the chair dance every show, but it still gets them. jo definitely takes pictures of naomi's face every time 😭
sometimes you bring muna on for certain songs. like if you feature them in some of your vault tracks (they give 1989 vibes but maybe that's just me). like dancing up against naomi during the song being horny on the mainnn and people eat it up. the internet exclusively refers to you guys as mother and father
you definitely let them pick your surprise songs. like they make a subtle suggestion and it's immediately being on the list for the night
phoebe and jo being disgusted by you guys but katie, lucy and julien think it's absolutely adorable. like maybe you two are cuddling up on the couch while the others are also there, giggling to yourselves quietly. phoebe literally saying "at this point just fuck" and jo starts laughing hysterically. katie and lucy slapping them on the shoulders while julien tries to hide her quiet giggles. naomi smirks and wiggles their eyebrows at the suggestion, to which you shove their face playfully
there are so many photos of you posing in your glittery bodysuits, naomi's hand always on your ass. they can't help it; the tights make your legs look amazing
you were known to be quite the schemer. you dropped easter eggs for your next project in almost everything. soon enough, naomi joins in on the shenanigans since you obviously tell them all your next moves. in every gayotic episode they say something sneaky with a giddy smile on their face. most of the time jo and katie aren't even in on it and they just end up as confused as everyone else
once the u.s. leg of your tour is over, you take a much needed break for about a year. during this time, you attend so many of muna's solo concerts. fans always spot you in the vip dancing and singing along to their songs. you two are so cute fr
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#bitethehnd#did anyone get the kaylor references pls say yes#naomi mcpherson x reader#naomi mcpherson x you#naomi mcpherson au#naomi mcpherson fanfic#naomi mcpherson fluff#muna x reader#muna fanfic#popstar!reader#taylor swift!reader
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hiii i have a request! could you write something about julien x reader where reader is very much that classic rockstar girlfriend that everybody wants to be if that makes sense 😭
like reader posts several things related to julien/ boygenius and julien is like head over heels with her
pls pls pls and thank u
Ofc! I thought about this allot when I went through my Eddie Munson phase (I’m just a silly little bi girl, plz we don’t have to talk abt him) I think I could do this Justice!
RPF AND IDK WHOS PICS THESE ARE, FOUND MOSTLY ON PINTEREST BUT CREDS TO THEM!
Rockstargf!reader smau
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y/n_y/l/n my rockstar only 💓
julienrbaker ~all yours 🎸
lucydacus~ what about me 😉
julienrbaker~ she’s mine
y/n_y/l/n~ boys, stop fighting over me 🤭
phoebebridgers~ 🪨⭐️
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Y/n_y/l/n my super hot sugar mommy rockstar got me my shirt 💋
julienrbaker~oh so I’m your sugar mommy now?
Y/n_y/l/n~yes ma’am!
kellicaton~hot
Y/n_y/l/n~ thanks babe 💋
whereismuna~what about us?
Y/n_y/l/n~virtual kisses for you 😘😘
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Y/n_y/l/n Kelli and I discussed this matter, we get to smooch now too 🤭
julienrbaker~😑
Y/n_y/l/n~😘
kellicaton~ I’m excited 😉
y/n_y/l/n~me too bbg😉😉
jojolovedog~Mr.steal yo girl
Y/n_y/l/n~she’s mine
julienrbaker~yes ma’am I am
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Y/n_y/l/n happy birthday, sweet baby. I love you more than life itself. I’m so proud of you and who you are, a real earth angel.
julienrbaker~I love you so much, pretty. Thank you.
Y/n_y/l/n~I love you most
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Y/n_y/l/n tours almost over 🥲
julienrbaker~🥹
lucydacus~gonna miss you so much
phoebebridgers~I’ll miss all my dudes
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Y/n_y/l/n and just like that…it’s over. I’m so proud of you all every single day, you belong on that stage. Thank you for having me, I’m so eternally grateful for you and this experience. The boys forever.
julienrbaker~couldn’t have done it without my girl.
Y/n_y/l/n~so happy I got to be there ❤️
lucydacus~thank you for all the support. I love you!
Y/n_y/l/n~I love you!!!
phoebebridgers~boygenius forever. y/n forever. I love you dude!
Y/n_y/l/n~I love you my dude!!!
#julien baker fanfic#julien baker x reader#julien baker fluff#boygenuis#boygenius x reader#lucy dacus#phoebe bridgers#lucy dacus x reader#phoebe bridgers x reader#kelli caton#josette maskin#muna x reader
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It's August rn - month of shooting stars so I was thinking maybe you could write something with the idea of stargazing together with Carm or Luca or Marcus?
It's just a blank idea, I love your work, so it's up to you how far you'll go (fluff, etc.)
Much love ❤️.
my dearest, @myworldrightnow! thank you for requesting this. i had so much fun writing for marcus for the very first time. please enjoy this blurb, based off of muna's "shooting star":
You, My Shooting Star (marcus brooks x reader)
“when I see a shooting star, I stay out of its path”
You were wild.
Hurricane. Firecracker. Dynamite, they called you.
The first one with a wild idea. The last one to shut down the party.
But you feel the wildest right here, by his side, wondering how you got lucky enough to get him alone.
It had started with a house party, and maybe a few too many vodka sodas before you realized you should probably step out for some air. He followed you, just wanted to make sure you were alright.
“Yeah, just need a little air. I’ll take a car home, don’t worry,” you’d answered, in the empty bedroom you’d made your temporary home. “C’mon. Do you trust me?” you’d asked him, before climbing out onto the fire escape.
He’d joined you, against his better judgment, but now, as the two sip on waters he brought out for you, watching flashes of light race across the night sky, he’s glad he said, ‘yes.’
“Did you know that August is the month of shooting stars?” he asks, turning his head to steal a glance your way.
“No, I didn’t,” you answer softly, taking another drink of your water, your eyes fixed to the beams of light.
They’re wild, explosive, unpredictable, and you can’t help but feel excited by them, unsure of when, and if, the next one will come.
“This one uh… think it’s called The Perseid – the meteor shower this year,” he continues, as you watch him dreamily search the sky for one more brilliant flash of light.
“Didn’t know you were such an astronomy buff,” you shoot back, teasingly, though you think this has only buried you deeper into your infatuation with the pastry chef.
“My mom and I used to watch ‘em together. When I was a kid. We’d go out to whatever football field my recreational league used to practice on with a blanket and see if we could catch the show,” Marcus explains, recalling his fond childhood memories. “I always looked forward to it… because she’d bring like… you know fruit by the foot or somethin’ like that.”
You nod along as you listen, having grown so fond of Marcus’ stories. You like this, when he shares with you, especially because you know he doesn’t always have someone to tell.
And you like being the person who gets to listen to him.
It’s now or never, you think to yourself.
“Marcus?” you ask him, something bold in your movement as you turn your body just enough to look at him with glossy eyes.
Tomorrow, you’ll chalk it up to liquid courage if this goes absolutely sideways.
“What’s up?” he asks you, suddenly shy with the way you’re looking at him.
“I-,” you begin, opening your mouth to say something, as if you just expect the words to flow, and when they don’t, you try again. “The other night. After work. I… asked you to go for a drink. And you said ‘no’.”
Marcus sighs, leaning back as he rests his weight on the palms of his hands.
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
He pauses, waits, searches for a good enough explanation, only to discover that he doesn’t have one.
“I kind of thought… well, I thought that you were into Carmy,” he admits on an exhale.
Because he’s seen you flirt with him before. Because why wouldn’t you be? Because he can only imagine that someone as magnetic as you – it’s why you’re such an excellent bartender – could have anyone. Because he’s seen the way that you have patrons of The Bear in the palm of your hands in the blink of an eye.
“and that's what you are, you're so bright, you burn my eyes, and you move too fast”
“What?” you ask him, unable to hide your surprise, or the laugh that comes out of your mouth.
“No I-. I flirt with Carmy… because the guy looks like he needs to take a breath. But um. No.” The smallest smile threatens the corners of your lips as you continue with, “No uh… I sort of… have a crush. On someone else.”
“Oh yeah?” he asks you, playfully.
“Yeah,” you answer, sharing a knowing look with Marcus.
“He’s a fantastic pastry chef. You should meet him sometime,” you tease with a shrug.
“You play too much,” Marcus laughs, with a playful eye roll.
The shared laugh between the two of you subsides, and all that’s left is a thick kind of tension that hangs in the air. It’s a lean forward. Eyes flickering from lips as if asking for permission. A shift closer to one another.
“Look,” Marcus says, as another brilliant beam of light flashes across the sky.
Turning your attention to the tail end of the shooting star for just a moment, your eyes are back on Marcus, and… whatever this thing is between the two of you.
“Make a wish,” he murmurs, his lips so close to yours, as if he might not get another chance at this.
“Yeah,” you whisper back.
But you don’t need to make a wish. You take a breath, as if trying to collect all of the courage you think you can muster, before deciding to make your own move, crashing your lips into his instead.
“you, my shooting star”
#marcus the bear#marcus brooks#the bear fx#the bear hulu#the bear fanfiction#the bear blurbs#marcus brooks x reader#marcus x reader#nolita fairytale's follower celebration#nolita fairytale’s follower celebration#the bear fluff#marcus brooks fluff#muna#songfic
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Casual
coming soon. this post will be the landing post where all posts will be and where you can figure out what the hell its about. Part 1 probably wont be out before 3/15 that didnt happen soooo this week... But it will be so worth the wait, belive me. I usually hate my own writing but what I have already I am absoulutely in love with. Anyway, enough about me, here's the summary and a rundown of the characters.
Summary: it's a Julien x Reader/ Sophia situationship. Sophia/ Y/N is really good friends with MUNA which is how she meets Julien. they meet in the crowd of Ethel Cain's Cochella show. They have what julien considers to be a casual but YN falls harder and faster... or so she thinks. Lots of boygenius n muna in there. its all cute. maybe some angst.
#julien baker#boygenius#julien baker fluff#julien baker smut#lucy dacus#pheobe bridgers#muna#julien baker x reader
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so i just had this thought…
if Billy had survived the battle of starcourt mall I would lOVE him in season 4 destroying Jason. like imagine:
Billy isn't dumb, he notices that Max has gone off again with her obnoxiously growing friend group of kids and weird youths. so he jumps into his camaro to follow her around
and it's all super concerning in its bizarre way, what Max is doing, when he parks outside Creel's house while Max is busy luring Vecna in with Lucas and Erica. Billy tries to contain his dislike for the Sinclairs..
he just observes smoking a shit ton of cigarettes
he even stays quiet after the jocks arrive at the site, leaving Erica to get chased. He tells himself that's none of his concern and also, if we are being honest and dive deep deep down, he just believes she is a kid, therefore wouldn't be harmed. This town is totally off it's rocker but not to this extent
oh how wrong he was
He then hears Lucas's panicked ranting.. Jason's angry exclamations.. that Lucas had done something to the "girl"
and he doesn't even know if he thought this through, yet the next second he bursts into the room.
what's going on? He has no idea. This Sinclair boy looks panicked beyond he has ever seen him. Screams and yells of hilarious devilish accusations
and the moment he realizes the dumb jock is trying to snap an unresponsive max out of some trans he already knows he is going to snap
It’s a blur. Jason lunges at Lucas and then, Billy thinks someone has switched his cigarettes for something else because Max is lifting from the ground. floating.............
What . the. Fuck.
Strangely he doesn't care at all if Max has been with Sinclair and it’s his influence that ended her up in this mess. The only thing he knows is that this all brings painful flashbacks of the Mind Flayer and the emotion he hates the most…..
fear
he is scared for Max
and the only way he knows how to respond right now is violence. All be damned
then it's all bloody and messy and angry growls from both of him and Jason as Billy grabs him away from disoriented Lucas
they punch each other with no remorse. It’s pure rage. He doesn't care if this all is a cult
(he doesn't believe that one bit though because, surely, he is aggressive and hot-tempered but he isn't stupid or gullible)
and he pays no attention to Lucas who tries to pry them off of eachother, for they surely look like they are fighting to the death, but poor boy get elbowed hard
"stay OUT! " the way Billy ferociously growls this makes Lucas completely still
however, Jason's ability to think rationally is long gone, swallowed up by grief and pure despair
"these kids, these fucked up freaks are worshiping the devil!!! Your stupid little sister is in this! They are killing people as satanic sacrifices in their club. And they are going to kill us. Kill everyone just like they killed her.!" Jason rages on
but Billy doesn't give a flying fuck
only flying punches
because this is a load of crap. and he won't let some random thick-skulled team captain lay a finger on his step-sister over some demon shit
a/n: just some scenario that popped into my mind during lunch today. protective fanon Billy..i meannnnn*nervously coughs*
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(HC) soft!Josette Maskin x reader
Jo is literally so soft for you. Literal pile of mush.
Whenever muna is done with a set, Jo is immediately in your arms, hugging, holding, kissing you, or just holding or touching you.
You wake up in the bus on tour with them and you could just be stretching, next to jo, still trying to preserve the little warm her body is providing you
“your so pretty” “gorgeous girl”
“jo, i just woke up what are you talking about. i look like a mess”
“probably the most beautiful mess i have ever seen”
maybe when jo is nervous before a show, on the off chance she isn’t bouncing of the walls excited, your standing with her, interlocking your pinkies together until the last possible second
Jo for sure follows you around like a little puppy when you guys are home, no tour or events to be attended, just you guys and the dogs
So cuddly and clingy when they’re not touring
“Can you be the big spoon this time”
“But i’m never the big spoon, jojo”
“Yeah but i have needs to”
“Of course my princess does” you mock her jokingly but she FOR SURE eats it up and follows the punchline
“okay and? maybe i am your princess but so what?”
“naomi is definitely hearing about this”
“YOU WOULDNT DARE”
Josette definitely lets you color in the tattoos on her and since you dabble in art (if you do) she lets you draw all kinds of new ones on her and shows them off to katie and Naomi in the gc like “my baby got me right”
She just loves you so much she only ever talks about forever never even thinking about you guys never working out because it’ll NEVER happen
#tumblrpost#fluff#munagenius#writers on tumblr#i love josette maskin#josette maskin#muna#i love muna#muna x reader#muna fluff#josette maskin x reader#josette maskin fluff#lesbian#gayotic#gay writing#gay#gay headcanon#josette maskin headcannons#rimunagenius writes !
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i updated the playlist & i’ve written more in the last 24 hours than i have in the last month girlies we’re back in business
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wait wait i have an idea…
reader was previously dating a member of munagenius, they broke up, and then reader and another member start dating a few years later omg it would be so funny 😭
stop this is so funny omg
okay so like imagine reader and jo were dating back in like 2018. they had a good relationship with eachother, they were together for like 6 months. but then they both kinda realized that they didn't really love eachother in a romantic way, it was purely platonic.
so they split up, and stayed friends. however!!! they kind of lost contact due to the pandemic.
fast foward to 2023, reader is now dating lucy. reader and lucy haven't been together very long but when the boys go on tour reader is surprised to find out that their ex is one of the openers.
reader tells lucy ofc, and lucy laughs and thinks the whole thing is funny.
when reader told lucy why her and jo had broken up she completely understands. she also understand that they both are friends and nothing more.
jo also doesn't know that lucy and reader are together so is happily surprised to find lucy's arms around her when the boys and muna meet up.
jo and reader hug and greet each other talk about their lives. reader is super happy for jo and kelli and jo is equally happy for reader and lucy.
everyone is at dinner when jo starts telling a story and reader interjects.
"a couples years ago there was this one restaurant near my old apartment that had the funniest chef who always used to tell the corniest dad jokes and they were so hilarious!"
"omg jo! wasn't that place called like 'sunset cafe' or something?"
"yes omg do you remember going there?"
"yes! they had the best cold brews,"
everyone is kinda all like 🤨🤨🤨
naomi speaks up "wait do you two know eachother?"
you nod and jo replies "yep! we used to date actually! long time ago!"
everyone is silent until phoebe pipes up and is like "okay so when were we gonna hear about this??!!!!"
#boygenius x reader#lucy dacus x reader#muna x reader#jo maskin x reader#muna fanfic#muna fic#muna fluff#boygenius fic#boygenius au#boygenius fanfic
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katie x controversially young gf?🙏
hehehehe first katie post!!!! THE CROWD CHEERED
‼️RPF‼️
HC - katie x controversially young gf!
- has no shame in buying you stuff
- “you want this? of course honey”
- “i was told by jo i’m your sugar mommy”
- has no shame in spamming her ig stories with you / documenting your day out at the theme park
- say reader is a college student. katie picking her up from uni like “hi sweetie. have a good day?”
- “you give off soccer mom vibes”
- katie packs readers lunch before uni / makes sure to send them money on apple pay for lunch “so you can treat yourself baby”
- if she’s not working at the studio / on tour, she’ll come meet you for lunch! either at a nice cafe yall didn’t try yet or the one you both go to all the time
- reader giving katie like a small gift every monthly anniversary and katie has them displayed proudly in her room (say a card or polaroid or crystal etc)
- katie’s lockscreen is both of you on your first date :(
- she was a bit worried in the beginning just from the age gap (7 years 31&25)
- knowing you were comfortable it made her relax
- you were the one go initiate the contact. katie would only hold your hand at first but after kissing her first she letting katie know ‘this is fine’ she started to relax and get more comfortable
- staying up in bed, katie is reading a book on her lap and you’re studying for your upcoming exam. katie making sure you get to bed on time
- “you know what’s weird?” katie puts down the book, shifting her glasses onto her nose. “what?” you replied, lifting your head up from your notes. “i was graduated from highschool and you were still in middle school” (you better correct me if that’s wrong idfk american schools)
- going as katie’s +1 to shows, meetinf jo and naomi and both of them ‘take you under their wing’
- “we got you. consider us your guard dogs. we just protect the younglings” “is that even a word?” “it is now”
- always being teased by jo and naomi “you guys should get going. meemaw needs to sleep don’t you grandma??”
- reader who is someone who never really learned how to do makeup so you watch katie do it in the bathroom and she’s like “want me to do your makeup?”
- “you’re so pretty, sitting here patiently while i do your makeup honey
#pom writes#katie gavin x controversially young gf#katie gavin x reader#katie gavin blurb#katie gavin headcanons#katie gavin au#katie gavin fanfic#katie gavin one shot#muna one shot#muna au#muna blurb#muna fluff#muna x reader#muna angst#muna fanfic#katie gavin fluff#katie gavin angst
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pls send concepts!
im attending a long presentation at work tomorrow and need a distraction! please send any concepts for the tags so i can write mini fics or blurbs pleaseeee🫶🏻
also i have tons of stranger things requests and i have started two of them so i will be posting those soon!
#lucy dacus x reader#phoebe bridgers x reader#julien baker x reader#maya hawke x reader#josette maskin x reader#katie gavin x reader#naomi mcpherson x reader#muna#boygenius#smut#fluff#angst#blurbs
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