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favorite insomniac | spencer reid
a little warm-up exercise i just finished <3 you can't sleep, so you decide to call the only other person you know who would be awake at this hour. ~500 words
You don’t get insomnia. Usually, you fall asleep quickly and easily, and then devolve into any number of nightmares or vivid dreams or somethings that cause to you wake up feeling like you hadn’t slept at all.
Obviously not great. But not insomnia.
Tonight, however, is not a usual night.
You roll over once again, after what feels like hours but is probably only twenty minutes of lying as still as possible and trying to will your body to be tired. You check the time on your phone; 3:14 AM.
Ugh. You have to be at work in less than 6 hours, awake in less than 5. Closer to 4, if you want to actually look presentable.
You groan, scrubbing your hands over your face and barely resisting the urge to start punching your pillows.
And then you give up.
There’s one insomniac you know who’s got a pretty good chance of being awake right now. You've dialed the number before you can even think about it. The line rings once, and you realize what an inappropriate, quite possibly disrespectful choice this had been. You’re about to hang up, hovering over the red button, when you hear him.
“Hey,” he says, voice raspy.
Oh god, oh god. “Please tell me I didn’t wake you up.”
“No,” Spencer chuckles bitterly, “You didn’t. What’s wrong?”
“I can’t sleep?”
His eyebrows raise halfway to his hairline. “So you called me?”
You and Spencer are coworkers. You’re friends. You just don’t really hang out much outside of work and work-related events. Not that you haven’t wanted to, you just… don’t really know how. Or if you should. Or if it would be particularly smart.
“I’m so sorry. I figured if anyone was liable to be awake right now, it’d be… I wasn’t thinking. I’ll let you go, I’m–”
“Hey, it’s alright,” he says, amused. You’re the only person he ever gets the opportunity to calm down; he’s usually the most nervous person in the room. “This doesn’t usually happen to you though, does it?”
“No,” you huff, flopping back against your pillows. “I’d ask you for tips, but whatever you’re doing clearly isn’t working.”
“That’s nice.”
“Am I wrong?”
“No, you’re not wrong.”
You make a self-satisfied little “hmph” sound.
“What did you call me for then?”
Something in the timbre of his voice makes your heart speed up. “I don’t know, human connection across the ether that is 3 AM?” The sense that you’re the only two people in the universe. The sound of his voice. Not that you could say that part out loud.
“Wanna go for a drive?”
Huh? “Wh– We have work in, like, 5 hours.”
“Oh, you haven’t been counting, have you?”
“You mean like thinking ‘if I fall asleep right now at this moment I could get 5 hours of sleep’ but then I still don’t fall asleep and I watch the minutes go by until it’s only 4 and a half hours and then I get angry at myself for being awake and then I’m somehow even more awake?”
He chuckles, dark and rich through the phone. “The classic trap. Never count the hours.”
“Now you tell me.”
“Alright,” he grunts, and you hear him shuffling around, “I’m picking you up.”
“You're what?!"
"I'm picking you up," his voice lilts up, almost like a question. But not like he's asking for permission, more like he's teasing you. Like he knows your answer anyway.
"Now? You have a car?”
“Yes, now. And yes, I have a car,” you hear jingling on the other end. “You’re gonna like it.”
#spencer reid x reader#spencer reid imagine#spencer reid fluff#spencer reid x you#criminal minds drabble#my fics#couldn't find a cuter pic of spencer on a phone so its payphone image u have to suspend ur disbelief
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Steddie first kiss scenario
Accident: mistaken identity due to Steve being absolutely hammered | wc 893 |
Two hours into a Harrington house party, Eddie was getting near the end of his inventory and his social battery. The cup of punch-colored alcohol he'd been nursing had kept him nice and fuzzy for a while, but with the end in sight, he dumped the rest down the kitchen sink, tossed the cup in the trash, then turned, opting to walk out the back yard rather than navigate through the packed house.
But his progress was stopped in an empty hall by the man of the house himself, Steve Harrington.
A very drunk Steve Harrington, at that, considering the extra droop of his pretty eyes, lazy smile, overly loose movements, and the way he crashed into Eddie, pinning him against a small table, slurring loudly, "Nance! There'y'are."
He looked and smelled absolutely sloshed as he swayed further into Eddie's space.
"Steve, wha-"
"Been loogin for y' everywhere."
Before Eddie could even do anything, Steve's hands were buried in his curls and pulling him in until their lips met and - wow, that was definitely Steve Harrington's rum-soaked tongue in his mouth, making his stomach swoop, the heat from Steve's flushed face igniting a fire that tore across Eddie's skin, burning faster with every movement of Steve's lips. Lips that were soft, unlike the fingers curling, pulling Eddie's roots enough to make Eddie's hips press into Steve's, make him want to moa-
"You taste different. Like smoke and.....and peaches, hv'you been smoking?!" He frowned and shook his head. "S'not good for you."
He paused in thought as Eddie's heart hammered in his chest, mouth and scalp tingling from Steve's onslaught. His brain refused to make sense of anything happening. Were he not half propped up by the table against the wall and Steve's hold, Eddie would probably be on the floor.
"Wanna smoke now, achlly," Steve said as he put enough space between them to pat at his pockets before realizing with a laugh, "Oh wai', you've got 'em!"
He started patting at the pockets of a very shell-shocked Eddie as he continued to ramble, "And peashes. Where'd you ge' peashes? Y'llergic to the fuzz. You 'idn't eat that, d'you?"
Steve patted a little too far over the front of his jeans, making Eddie, honestly on the verge of blacking out, yelp. Steve giggled out, "Ticklish," then added, "You're taller," before pouting, "Ugh, your pockets 'r so full. When d'you put jeans on?" Steve let out a frustrated whine before huffing, "God, I can't find'em, just - "
Steve paused then smiled like he remembered the secret of life, and muttered, "You've got the smoke."
And just like that, Eddie's face was smooshed between Steve's hands, breath barely ghosting over Eddie's lips before he breathed Eddie in, eyes closed, probably imagining nicotine flooding his system.
Eddie would make a run for it if he were able to move, but he couldn't will his body to do anything but buzz from shock yet sing for Steve's touch.
Steve opened his eyes, and he took a long, glazed-over look at Eddie's face, settling on his lips.
"You kind of look different. Your lips....they're bigger." His eyes closed slowly then grew comically large. "D'you eat the fuzz, Nance?!" Steve panicked, then looked Eddie in the eyes again, and took a shuddering breath. "Your eyes, though, they....th' look, look kinda brown like -" Steve's face softened "- like his."
"Steve?"
To Eddie's immense horror, a very confused Barbara Holland had appeared behind Steve.
"Barrrb! Hey, guess what? Nance's been smoking!" he giggled.
"What?" Barb's eyes flicked back and forth between a very panicked, frozen Eddie.
"She tastes like smoke! Nancy Wheeler, smoking!" He cackled gleefully, but made it known that he was proud of her by turning back to Eddie and slurring, "You're so cool, 's like it's Halloween. Dressed up like Munson? Y' look so cool, baby." And he swooped in and kissed Eddie one more time.
"Okay, Steve!" Barb shrieked and pulled him away. "Let's get you some water!" She shot Eddie a wide-eyed questioning look and steered a stumbling Steve toward the kitchen.
"He's so wasted, he thought I was Nancy!" Eddie rushed out quietly, which made Barb snort.
Eddie's face burned, numb to everything except where Steve had touched him. Which was kind of everywhere, actually, so he felt on fire. "And it happened before I could even- I didn't know what to d-"
"Eddie!" She cut off his rambling, then sighed. "Don't worry, you're fine. You're fine. Understand?" She was waiting for a response.
Eddie, head still swimming, nodded cautiously.
"Good," she said, letting some of her tension melt away, which Eddie tried to copy. "Doubt he'll remember any of it, anyway. I know I don't want to."
Eddie winced at that.
"No, it's not you, it's just-" she huffed then shook her head. "Don't worry about it. Drive safe, Eddie."
And just like that, she was gone.
Eddie followed suit with Steve's voice echoing in his head, an overlapping manic cacophony of
"Your lips....they're bigger."
"Your eyes, though, they....th' look, look kinda brown like...like his."
"Dressed up like Munson? Y' look so cool, baby."
Two kisses because Steve thought Eddie was his girl.
And her best friend had seen the second.
Actual fucking kisses because Steve thought he was his.
Thought Eddie was his.
Said he tasted like smoke and peaches.
Eddie drove home in a daze.
#eddie: just gonna head out#steve: my girlfriend! who's suddenly taller! with brown eyes! and in jeans with /full pockets/! look SO good#steve: like eddie#eddie: 👁👄👁 (404 not found)#barb wasn't a fan of steve's#barb goes missing from the harrington house two weeks later#steddie#steddie fic#steddie ficlet#cw: alcohol
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I need to hear your most out of pocket HC about your fav Oscar characters that there really isn’t much evidence for but you feel in your soul is right. Can be fluff or nsfw!
For example:
I think Nathan actually likes to be topped and degraded. Do I have any evidence for this? No. Do I know in my pussy gut that I am right? Yeah 😌💅
OUT OF POCKET HCS.
OSCAR ISAAC character headcanons
Content warning: just some real filthy shit. Uses female body descriptions. Breeding kink A LOT. Mentions cheating but doesn't get cheated on.
Characters: Nathan Bateman, Marc Spector, Jonathan Levy, Steven Grant, Miguel O'Hara.
Words: a lot.
Not beta read.
Requested by: @boredzillenial
Author's Note: i wish i could've written more bUT MY BRAIN IS JUST EXPLODING. Btw, thank you for requesting! Reblogs and comments are appreciated 💅❤️
MINORS DNI
I swear. Nathan Bateman's head... you know exactly what I mean. LISTEN YOU SAID OUT OF POCKET SO HERE'S THE FANTASY: just... just grinding on it, your clit getting stimulated by his shaved head— he's not completely bald so I'm saying that if you caress his head, it'll still feel prickly.
Oh but imagine... breeding kink Nathan (tbh just in general i think all oscar characters would have a breeding kink)
Slow strokes, in and out of you. Nathan holding you still— not even in bed, he just wanted to fuck you in his office while idk doing research, but you were just standing in the corner of his office doing god knows what and he's accusing you of seducing him. And now here he was, his research forgotten and fucking you on his seat.
"Hm? When are you gonna learn your lesson that you can't just strut into my office and expect me not fuck the shit out of you?"
"N-Nathan, I wasn't even doing anything-"
"Shh... this'll be your punishment, okay?"
But at the end of it, just cuddling while he worked... but cockwarming him.
"Keep my cum in. Don't wanna waste God's seed, right sweetie?"
"Nathan, just shut up."
The moment you told him to shut up, something awakens in him.
"Slap me."
"Are you crazy?"
"Love, sweetie, honey bunny... please slap me."
Lets you ride him in your own pace for once, and he tried to stop himself from grabbing your hips and slamming you down on his cock.
"Naughty naughty..."
"Sweetie, please... fuck, you're driving me crazy here."
"Aw, don't you wanna cum in me?"
"F-Fuck..."
He fucking whimpers.
"God's seed shouldn't be wasted, right?"
"I'm never letting you be on top again..."
Marc... oh my Marc. I have a mini series coming soon for the Moon Knight boys where Reader is has such a huge crush on Steven, and becomes his girlfriend after confessing. She meets Marc when he fronted, hates him so much and wants to punch him, but he has the face and body of her boyfriend and didn't want to hurt him. Maybe like an enemies to lovers with Marc and Reader, and Steven being happy that they're getting along. Jake will come later to me idk yet.
Imagine just going to bed in one of his shirts. Drives him CRAZY and the next thing you know, your sleepiness disappears as he fucks into you, just in a brutal pace. He loves groping you, breasts, thighs and all. If you're plus-sized/ chubby, he would hold your waist and giving you a squeeze here and there as he fucks you into oblivion.
Would top a lot but he loves it when you ride him and you get overwhelmed by his size.
"Come on, just a few more inches in."
"Marc... too big..."
Size kink applies to all the Moon boys. Well, because they share a body and uses one dick.
Marc just loves pressing against you. He's pretty experimental with the positions. Aftercare with Marc is just heavenly. Bubble bath, washing your body with a loofa. But then he gets turned on again and fucks you in the bath.
You could exist and just breathe, Marc will get turned on (like Nathan tbh).
Jonathan Levy... ugh dilf. An actual one. Expect a long one (tw: mentions mira)
Usually it's the teacher-student love affair with this guy (tbh real) but seriously you can treat him better than Mira.
Something about you keeps driving him crazy to the point that Episode 4 and 5 of the show didn't happen 💅💅
He sees that you're absolutely nothing like his ex wife. And he loves the breath of fresh air. You loved all the things Mira hated about him.
Jonathan loves it when you cup his face and just stare into his eyes. Loves it when you pack him his lunch and put in notes. Brags about it a lot with his co-workers.
Just imagine being in love with him since childhood, being broken hearted when he married Mira, but one drunken night he realized he shouldn't have been chasing after Mira and turned to look at you. You finally had him.
His daughter adores you. Jonathan sees you being so good with children and he immediately goes "I want one with you."
Breeding kink dude. This guy obviously has one. He loves children. (Personally i would give him a football team because he deserves it) when you do get pregnant, he would be so caring and attentive. You're pregnant with his baby so obviously he would spoil you non stop. He would just smile at you whenever you get mood swings and start to get annoyed when he chews too loud.
Just a lot of fucking. Shower, bed, walls, even inside closets. He just adores you. He couldn't believe he was so blind not to see how much you've loved him and he would spend the rest of his life making it up to you.
"Jon, too tired..."
"Need you so bad, hun... just a few more, please? Wanna cum in you again..."
Mira hates you, but since you're you, you always one-up her and you two may or may not have gotten into a fight and Jonathan found you more attractive since then.
You become possessive of Jonathan whenever Mira's around, but Jonathan actually finds it really hot. Expect more than one round of sex with him on those days.
He never cheats on you even if Mira keeps pushing it. You were one of a kind, Jonathan knew how broken-hearted you would be if he did. Jonathan would purposely treat you like a lady in front of Mira, 100 times more than he usually does (which is impossible he already treats you so well)
Just... you make him a better person. You got him on a leash. He's not going anywhere.
Also he definitely loves risky sex. House filled with guests and you two are in the bathroom. He would even make you moan loudly that it'll annoy Mira who is passing by the bathroom. You enjoyed it when Mira's pissed off. You just hate her so much.
Steven oh Steven. Just imagine trying to seduce Steven, and he's just clueless and continues to ramble on about Egyptian history and all, but you're trying to fuck him.
You want him to clear his table of books and just slam you on the table to fuck you. You go back to reality and he's smiling innocently at you as he kept talking.
You just hear nothing. His voice sounded muffled to you as your eyes scanned his face and stops on his nose... his nose.
Big noses. What Doja Cat said.
"Steven."
"Yes, love?"
"I want you to fuck me right now."
Soft sex with Steven. He doesn't want any position but missionary. He loves seeing your face.
Breeding kink? Yes. You all know this by now.
Falls silent when he cums, eyes rolling to the back of his head. It feels so overwhelming but so good. Loves filling you up to the brim.
Sometimes when you leave a pair of panties out, he would fight the urge to jack off to them. He just misses you so so much.
When you come back, he would push you against the wall and attack you with kisses and hickeys.
He also buys you a matching Koala plush keychain for your keys.
Sometimes you just want him to fuck you mercilessly, just slam you around and use you. UGH IM SCREAMING.
And back to the nose thing, he definitely let you grind on his nose at some point.
"C'mon, love... wanna taste you..."
Something about him nerding out just turns you on. You would suck his dick while he's talking. Even after cumming, you don't stop. You love seeing him overstimulated.
They say home is where the heart is. But god do you love the english 💅💅💅
Did he restrain you to his bed at some point? You told him to. And it unlocked a kink.
But do you know what kink Steven would have? Worship. Take it or leave it.
Messy kisses, his light colored shirts are stained with your lipstick. He ends up with his neck filled with hickeys. His back is scarred by your nails.
Risky sex? Fucking in the museum bathroom. Steven looked so hot behind the gift shop that you couldn't help it. Steven's dad material too, talks to kids really well.
So yeah that's when your breeding kink appeared. You wanted him to get you pregnant. He would be a great father.
"Cum inside me, Stevie. Fill me up."
Loves sucking on your tit while groping the other. He wants to make eye contact with you as much as he could while he does it.
Bree- *gunshots*
This one is obvious though. He has a breeding kink and wants to get you pregnant.
Let's pretend Gabriella's alive here and he sees how good you are with her. He wants to have a bigger family with you.
"Gabby said she wants a sibling..."
Yeah. That's when you know, non stop breeding. Even when you're not even ovulating, he just fills you up. He wants to get you pregnant and see how good you look pregnant.
When you start lactating even before you give birth, he'd suck them out. He didn't want to waste good milk.
He treats you like a gentleman but at the same time you want him to slam you down and fuck you.
He's an old fashioned lover boy, romantic dinner and flowers. Gabriella has a babysitter while you two go on a date. She thinks you two are really perfect for each other. She draws you two a lot and you put them on the fridge.
"Daddy, I saw mommy kissing Spider-Man."
You two choked on your breakfast. Miguel hasn't told her yet about him being Spider-Man. He looks at you and smirks.
"Oh, did she?"
Prepare for a long night of degradation. Pulling your hair and jackhammering into you.
"Such a slut, huh?"
"Dumbass, you're Spider-Man. You can't call me a slut for kissing my husband."
He just fucks you harder. Miguel does get tired easily and lets you ride him.
Just... yes. And yes, he does bite you.
#across the spiderverse#miguel smut#miguel o'hara smut#moon knight smut#marc spector smut#steven grant smut#nathan bateman smut#moon knight#ex machina#scenes from a marriage#jonathan levy#minispidey requests
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Modern College Student/BF Eren Yeager Headcanons
Armin version: HERE
Changed his major so. many. times.
Tried premed bc of his dad but then realized he had to take a lot of math and was like “lol no”
Was a business major for a bit but he didn’t have enough tact or strategy so dropped that pretty quick
Philosophy was next but he has such black and white way of thinking, he always got into arguments with the professors
Ethics was ruled out after like a week bc of…well, obvious reasons
Joined Armin’s major for like a month but it took so much studying and memory that he quit
Tried psych with Mikasa but yeah every teacher kept telling him to go to therapy??? And he was like “no thank you.”
Eventually i think he will land in something like sport communication or management, bc the competition really gets him fired up and he’s only good at something if he’s passionate about it
also feel like he’d be a college athlete with some scholarships so yeah, it makes sense
Not a great student tbh
Type of bitch to say “c’s get degrees.”
Really its only his public speaking skills that are keeping his grade afloat bc his presentations are sooo hype and get the class all inspired n shit
His essays and quizzes tho? Yeah, not so good
Bad at attending classes too, for sure will be like “srry my grandma died.”
And the teacher is just like “you’ve used that excuse already?twice??"
And hes just like “ugh fine you got me, I was tired and hungover”
Def tried to join a frat but Armin and Mikasa threatened to not be friends with him
Still hangs with the frat boys a lot and is always partying with them
Pregames wayyy too hard tho, wasted before the party even starts
Unironically dances to lmfao and pitbull at college parties like “party rockers” is his fucking jam
Casual pothead, has a bong he def like nicknamed the “titan” cuz it’s so fucking huge
Will share his stash with you but like next time you got alc or bud just know he’s hitting that shit
High Eren is just really philosophical about freedom but with the munchies
Diet consists of instant ramen, mcdonalds and box mac n cheese, probably alot of redulls too
Thank god he’s athletic w a high metabolism
Is fucking rocking the man bun and will fight you if you say otherwise
Games often with Jean, Conny and Sasha
Rage quits all the time and yes, Jean has recorded most of them for blackmail
Still uses snapchat streaks and will be so salty if one of his friends broke it
“You know nothing of loyalty. It’s one snap a day! How fucking hard was that?”
Smells like irish spring body wash, old spice deodorant and weed
Also mint? I feel like he’s always chewing gum
One of those smokers who think he can just splash cold water on his face and chew on some gum and it wouldn’t be obvious that he’s high af
Carmex lip balm is the only slightly self care item he owns
Really into anime, loves the boss fights
I feel like he’d really like Naruto, Demon Slayer, Bnha or jojo’s bizarre adventure
You know anything with a lot of fights or training
Ppl say he’d like Deathnote bc light but honestly I think he would get lost with all the twists and be like “why tf aren’t ppl just punching each other???”
Loves rap if he’s feeling good or screamo if he’s angry, like there's no in between lmao
For sure listens to his music way too loud even with air pods
“Max volume isn’t enough, I wanna fuck the song” type of dude
I feel like him and Conny at one point prob tried to make a youtube channel where they like react to stuff
Jean is the top commenter…..too bad it’s hate comments lol
Is one of those guys who has such a high body temp that even if it’s like december and snowing out, he’s still in basketball shorts and a short sleeve shirt
Progressive bc Armin taught him how sex doesn’t equal gender, and pronouns are to be respected
Still a dick tho
“He’s such a fucking- wait hold up what are your pronouns? They? K cool was just gonna talk shit about you but wanted to be respectful about it, thanks.” goes back to his other conversation like, “They are such a fucking worthless cunt.”
As your bf
Probably met off tinder or something bc he is just a fuckboy looking to get his dick wet
But after fucking he just keeps hanging out with you? Or like if u get ur period or don't feel like sex he’s like, “it’s okay we can just watch a movie or something😀”
So ur not quite sure if you guys are fuckbuddies or not?
It becomes kinda obvious tho if he like ever sees you with another guy and gets all up in his face like “wtf are u doing with my girl/boy?”
U guys don’t have a clear anniversary bc he never asked u to be his, it was just kinda silently agreed upon?
Clingy lil bitch after sex like will follow u to the bathroom if u let him
Needs to shower with you, otherwise you both aint showering cuz he will turn off the water
“Now we both stinky, bitch.”
Gives me the vibe of a guy who learned sex stuff thru porn
He goes really hard, fast and will put you in crazy positions
If u have a vagina you prob will have to like teach him about clit stimulation and literally take his hand and lead it there, he’s a fast learner though
Will pull your hair but if you dare pull his?
He'll flip you over and spank you
Wants sooo bad to be called daddy, up to you though if u wanna call him that but you can tell he tries to lead you to say it sometimes
Not really controlling or anything, actually loves an independent partner who has their own goals
Is insanely jealous though, the only time he’s all up on you is if he thinks another guy is trying to get on you
If you fight tbh I think Eren can be a lil brat but I think he always has a time limit
Like..he’s the type of guy that has about three days in him of being an asshole or being in silent treatment mode before he just breaks and knocks on your door begging for forgiveness
A little toxic but again, more so about others than actually controlling you
The type to start a fight in your insta comments if anyone other than him or your besties call you hot
Will try to be cool and say “wear whatever you want, I can fight”
And he will but like will he also cry later? Yes.
Dates with him aren’t really dates? I think his love language is quality time so he’s the type to just try to hang out and make everything a lil “date”
Lots of late night car rides where you guys just talk and share songs (also car sex if ur up to it), lazy days where you two watch movies and cuddle in bed, also I think he’s the type of bf to try to tag along with you everywhere you go and offer to get you food afterwards
Only for like birthdays or anniversaires will he try to take you out for a fancy dinner, even then you might have to drop hints that you want a nice date bc honestly he’s totally okay getting mdconalds with you and pigging out
Overall he’s kinda a scary dog privellage as a boyfriend
Whose mainly all bark and no bite
(mostly)
Fav nicknames: Babe, babygir/babyboy, sexy, shortie
Songs that fit the vibe: 505 by Arctic Monkeys, Cherry Waves by Deftones, Daddy Issues by the Neighbourhood
“I’d probably still adore you wth your hands around my neck”
“I’ll swim down with you, is that what you want?”
“I tell you that I’m thinking about, whatever you’re thinking about”
#eren yeager#eren x reader#modern attack on titan#yandere attack on titan#yandere eren yeager#yandere anime#eren jaeger#yandere eren jaeger#aot headcanons#eren headcanons
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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞
Charles Leclerc x reader
Word count: 2.7k
Summary: Sending your boyfriend alone with his friends to Ibiza shouldn't be a problem, right?
Warnings: Angst, mentions of cheating, slightly toxic relationship (or maybe a lot)
Notes: Angst is all I can write right now so here is some for you all. I just wanted to clear everything up with the pictures as well. I did not intent to include the girls in the story. The girls mentioned in the story is made up people but since it's so much easier to find pictures with them and Charles I chose to have the pictures. This is a bit messy but I tried
Summer break was made for relaxation, made to spend time with family and friends, made for rest. It was suposed to be a break from the hectic reality, a break from all the different surroundings and traveling. A break from formula one.
However summer break didn't feel like any of those things for you. No it was nothing that at all. All it was was hurt, stress and heartbreak. Anger and betrayal, no time to rest and no relaxation.
A fucking mess was what it was.
Charle's eyes were wide blown, like he were a kid caught doing something he shouldn't and it was pretty accurate, he had been caught
"Don't look at me like that" you spat at him, feeling anger brewing in your veins after you'd found him stood on your doorstep, begging you to talk, fucking talk
You didn't need to talk you needed to scream, punch or at least kick something. Your anger needed to get an outlap from your body, trapped in your clenched fists.
His adorably sad face made your frustrations hit the roof.
You stood far away as he stepped into your condo, only in your pj's as it was too fucking early in the morning.
Your whole body hurt as he did those small things he always did at your house, like taking off his shoes and neatly putting them to the right of your door and changing the date on the small date-decoration you had on the hallwaybench. Something so domestic didn't feel right anymore, he had betrayed the right.
You had been with him for a year by now, a year of exciting travels, experiences, love and adoration. He had been your closest person for a long time, having had you under his wing and you genuienly thought he would be the one to the end. The one you'd end up marry and have a family with, the one to the end.
But oh how things can turn
"You're really about to let him go with his friends to Ibiza just like that?"
You shrugged at Carmen who stood over you on the sofa, her hands on her hips looking like a scolding parent. Her face was showed suprise, eyebrows raised and mouth in tight line.
"I don't know what I can do about it, he wants to go, I can't" you simplified, met with her shaking of the head. Letting you know she didn't think this was a good idea, didn't approve of it.
"What? You don't trust him?" you asked, looking her in the eyes, a rush of concern errupting in your body. "Do you?" she countered seriously
You sat up, shrugging your shoulders again, an unsettling feeling in your body "I don't know, I mean I really should, we've been together for a year"
"That's not a yes sweetie"
You groaned, throwing you head back "Ugh I don't know, I still can't get Ana out of my head you know"
"I know and I can't either, that's why I'm sceptical"
"Well fine but that was a a year ago, straight in the start in our relationship, I wanna think he wouldn't do anything like it again" you spoke
"Okay, okay, it's your relationship" Carmen nodded, finally sitting down next to you in the sofa. "I don't wanna worry you y/n, all is that I care about you and that I want you to be happy and he just.. he screwed up once so I can't trust him"
The sigh that left your mouth was heavy, you knew she was right but you didn't want to admit it. You had been together for long, trying to push the warning signals to the ground, maybe it was time to see them for real.
"Well what to do, let's hope he dosen't screw this up" you sighed, dusting the dirt of your pants before standing up, looking at your friend who stroppily looked back at you
"Again" she snarled
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Wagsgossip Charles Leclerc seen with multiply different women, women who is clearly not his girlfriend Y/n.
Charles Leclerc reportedly left to Ibiza with some friends and co-drivers on the grid this monday. Leclercs girlfriend Y/n, who he has been dating for around a year was not with the group to Ibiza despite the fact that many of the other guys have their missus with them. Rumours about the pair has been spread over the course of the last few weeks regarding a possible break up but nothing has been official if that's the case.
Pictures have been spread all over internet of Leclerc now cozying up to multitude different girls, wonder how this will reach Y/n
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f1lovees OMG what is he DOING?!
justanInchident No Leclec, no
charcharles finally
f1111 He fumbled
chacha Please tell me this isn't true
Carmen was at the door before you even had the time to gather your head around the articles that traveled all over the internet. You'd felt it coming, felt it since he took the step onto that fucking plane, you knew this was it. You should have known better, he was who he was, like he was, he was an ass.
Charles were sweet and loving, soft and calm. He was fun to be around and when things were good between you he was someone you could picture forever with. The only thing was that when he fumbled, he fumbled hard.
The first weeks into your relationship one of those situations had accured, he had seen this girl, behind your back a bit into your relationship. You should have put the breaks in then, but you hadn't. Forgiven and forgotten you'd said.
Now you regretted that.
You should have ended it before it even started after that fuck-up but you didn't, too smitten by his adorable smile and light mood. You got to pay the price.
And you did because now you stood here like an idiot.
-
Carmen stormed into your apartment, steam practically brewing from her ears as she let out a shout of frustration. "I told you! I told you you couldn't trust the fucker!"
You huffed, not knowing what to say or do, it wasn't rage, not sadness, no all you felt were emptiness, maybe a tad of embarrassment.
"He is such an idiot! I can't believe him!"
"Carmen calm down, it's fine. I guess"
"It's not fucking fine! Come on Y/n! He cheated on you! He made a complete fool out of you!" she spoke, her eyes so wide you worried they were gonna pop out of her skull.
Like on cue George stormed into your small condo, seemingly out of breath and clutching his stomach.
"Shit, I'm so sorry Y/n, I tried to make her give you some space but she ran... fast"
You couldn't help but let out a small giggle at your friends. It felt weird in your body, not knowing what was going on, knowing your relationship would end. You didn't know how to react.
George sat down next to you in the sofa, taking your computer who sat next to you with the articles open. "I can't actually believe it" George muttered to himself as he scrolled to the hundred different articles and pictures that was circling around.
"I'm sorry but why aren't you more upset?!" Carmen spoke harshly, George shooting her a disaproving look
"I mean, I am upset but it just feels like... I knew I had it coming"
"What?" Geogre echeod Carmen "I don't know, it just feels like our whole relationship is built on false hope, on false trust. Like since our rocky beginning I knew deep down something like this would get the best of us. I knew he would fuck up again and since the idea of Ibiza came up I don't know... I just felt it coming"
"Are you not mad at all?" George asked shocked but you laughed coldly at his question
"Of course I'm fucking pissed. Lets face it, the man tricked me into false hopes and false trust. He made me feel loved and comfortable only to go and jump the closest girl the second I'm not there. He made me look like a fucking fool in front of the media, not once, not twice but for all this year. Fucking hell, I can't believe I've actually been this blind, stupid love eyes" you grumbled, facinated by your own realization
"Finally" carmen sighed out, looking at you with a soft smile.
"So, what are you gonna do about it? Has he even contacted you about it?" George asked, propping his elbows on his knees, leant forward in the sofa. "No, he hasn't. He's probably to gushed with some chick down in Ibiza to even see all the notifications and articles. But when he do, well then he's gonna hear it all"
Just as on cue your phone started ringing, the tone making you flinch up from the sofa. You didn't touch it, just stared at the phone which showed you Charles contact.
The ringing stopped, replaced by a never ending buzz as he sent you message after message and Carmen sighed
"Do you want us to stay?"
You shook your head "No, it's fine, thank you though, for coming so soon" you smiled, hugging both of them before walking them out the door.
When the door locked it felt like someone poured a bucket with ice-cold water over your head. Fuck.
This was the reality, this was actually happening. A sick feeling settled to your stomach, how could he do this? Why would he do this? Everything had been great, hadn't it?
You swallowed thickly before walking back to the sofa, settling in it, your knees to your chest as you put on the tv, hoping the sounds would distractract your wandering mind.
Soon enough you couldn't ignore your phone anymore, the never ending buzzing and ringinging on boardeline to drive you crazy.
"Yes Charles?" You spat down the phone, drowned by a hundred words at once. He shouted down everything he could down the phone and you could only make out certain words from the blur.
"We are not talking about this on the phone" you cut him off firmly. "Fuck, okay but I'm not home in another few hours, please stay there, I can explain"
"Just stop talking until you're here" you muttered, clicking him off and throwing your phone to the other end of the sofa.
The night was chilly, cold and lonely. Despite your gut feeling, despite his fuck-ups you loved the guy and had done for a long while so to sit here facing the truth that he apparently didn't, or at least didn't care enough to treat you with respect was though, harsh and heartbreaking. To think of everything you'd done for him, all the travels and extra work to get school done whilst supporting him. All the sacrafices and this was how he treated you. It was unfair.
Charles were on your step the first thing the morning after, not reading the situation at all because you were tired. Hadn't slept a wink and not in the mood for an altercation before coffee and breakfast.
But Charles were Charles after all. Storming into your condo and sitting firmly in your sofa like he was protesting before you could.
-
"Well then, say what you need to say and then get the fuck out" you spat, the early morning not helping your hurt feelings as you opted to sit in the armchair, far away from him, arms folded over your chest.
He looked nervous as hell but he should be, he fucked up after all and this time it was all on him.
"Well... I just.. I'm really sorry, I-I didn't mean to-to"
"To fucking what Charles? You didn't mean to fuck her or you didn't mean to hurt me?"
"Well, both"
"Ah, how classic, is that all you have to say? You didn't mean too?"
Charles took a deep breath, swallowing all the words, accepting his fate because you were right, he'd fucked up big time, so big this was unfixable regardless of how much he wanted it to be fixable.
"Come on then, defend yourself, say what you needed to say so badly.
Charles bit his bottom lip, something you found annoying at the moment, but used to find so hot. His eyes fleeted around the floor, not daring to meet yours.
"I don't know what to say... I fucked up, okay! I did and I don't know what to say about it, It was a mistake but it happened!"
You saw red at his raised voice, his voice accusing like you were the one causing problems, like it was your fault because you didn't forgive him and it made you furious.
"Lower your fucking voice" you growled at him, pinning him with your eyes as you spoke slowly but firmly. "You did fuck up, so bad, to the point were there are no return. I said that, but still you wanted to talk to me and explain. I'm giving you the opportuinty to talk so explain, nicely or leave me the fuck alone"
Another sigh left his mouth as he lowered his gaze again, having the heart to atleast look sheepish. He knew you, he loved you, knew you would never forgive him for this, loved you for that, for having that respect for yourself.
"I just wanna know why, Charles. Why did you cheat? What am I lacking? What needed to change? Was it me? Us? Or are you just an selfish fucking bastard, have you been using me this whole time? Talking me into this. Fuck I should have listened to my gut with Ana"
Charles shook his head quickly, his eyes so big he could be misstaken for an alien. "No, no I haven't used you! I just... I don't know, okay! I can't explain it, you weren't there and my mind didn't work right and it happened. I love you, I really do and I haven't lied-"
"Don't fucking say you love me!" you spat at him, standing up, over this conversation since he clearly had nothing of value to say.
"But I do! I really do!" he promsied "Fuck off Charles! If you loved me you wouldn't have treated me like this, you wouldn't have held me in this relationship, built my hopes nor let me make the sacrifices I have done for you, for us! You wouldn't have talked to the media about me like I was worth nothing and you for sure wouldn't have cheated on me, multiply times!" you close to shouted, arms out from your sides in defeat.
"I don't know what you thought to achieve coming here today Charles, talk me into another chance? I don't know, I don't care but this is over"
Charles met your glossy eyes, his own glazing over as his head dropped. "I am sorry" he whispered, standing up from the couch and walking towards you. If you had the energy you would move away but you felt drained, drained from all energy and all emotions.
His lips met your temple, forehead resting against the side of your head for a moment before he whispered "I'm sorry" and leaving.
Leaving you and your relationship behind.
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Y/nstaan You go girl
F1worlds Y/n in her revenge era 😮💨
waags Love her sm, she deserves better
carmenmundt Lovee it!
georgerussell63 Y/nnnn
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After the first time seeing you without a bra on, you mustered up the courage to tell Chan about one of your insecurities, namely your chest. He had listened to you without interrupting, thinking about how he could make you feel better and make you see the beauty of your body. After you had finished talking he took your hands in his and asked if you trusted him. With a positive answer as validation he stood up and lightly nudged you in the direction of your bedroom. Chan made you sit on the bed while he closed the door. You watched him, unsure as to why he brought you here. "If any of this is too much for you just say stop and we will immediately stoo, yeah?" He looked directly into your eyes, honesty in his own. You nodded, still a bit confused. "Stand up please, darling." He instructed you. You did as he asked of you, gerting up from your place on the bed. Chan guided you to stand directly in front of the full-body lengthed mirror that was placed in your room. He was standing behind you, big warm hands on your waist. "Look at yourself baby." He told you, resting his head on your shoulder. "May I touch you?" You approved. His hands moved from your waste to the hem of your shirt, pushing it upwards until your chest was on full display, naked and exposed. "So pretty, look at you. Your perky nipples, already hard, hm?" He whispered into your ear and afterwards pressing a kiss to your neck, hot and soft. His hands started to massage your chest, sometimes grazing them with his nails, making you squirm a bit. "Does that feel good baby?" You nodded but mumbled something he couldnt understand despite pressing his face to your neck. "What was that, my love? Can you repeat that for me?" He pressed another kiss to the underside of your jaw. "T-they are m-more sensitive with the shirt on." "Yeah? Then lets try that." He pulled your shirt down again and began to massage your chest again befor moving to the centers. The moment Chan starts rubbing over your nipples you feel heat pool in your gut. "Hm-hgn." "Does that feel good sweetheart?" You whimpered in response. "Do this make you wet, yeah?" And hell it did. You were pressing your legs together, trying to somehow get away but also move more into Chan's touch. He chuckeled lowly into your ear. "Does daddy make you feel good, yeah?" When you let out moan at his title, he cooed at you, rutting his hips slowly into your ass. "You make daddy feel good too baby. So perfect for me, only me, yeah?" He started to pick up the pace while one of his hands made its way down to your pants. He pulled them, alongside you underwear, down far enough to touch you on your most sensitive spot. Chan starts muttering into your ear. "You feel amazing, I can w-wait to feel you around my cock. You'll be so perfect-ah fuck. I love you so much baby." You can only whimper and moan at his words, the movement on your chest and core syncing up now to bring you to your climax. You can already feel the tension building, the delicious sparks and the preassure taking over. "Hgn-Channie please!" You call out for him. "You wanna cum? Cum for daddy? Hmmm-ugh go ahead baby, make a mess for me." That was the last drop you needed. With a high pitched whine you cum on his hand and yourself. After that it doesnt take Chan long to cum in his own boxers, his orgasm punching a growl out of him. "You did amazing, my precious angel and you are beautiful, I hope you'll be able to see that. I love you."
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have you seen the new valentine episode for horimiya?? can you write a one shot where the reader gives iura chocolate 🥹 he deserves it!!!
I TRY MY BEST TO DO REQUESTS OLDEST TO NEWEST BUT I JUST WATCHED THIS EPISODE AND I JUST AH MY BOY DESERVES IT
✧Cw: Fluffy fluff, slight implied fem reader (no prns specified though)
✧ Confession, Reader is also a third year, reader and Iura are friends and in the same class
"it's that time of year. Store shelves are gonna be packed with valentine's stuff everywhere." Toru speaks up. "I feel ya man. But... you're one of those guys who are gonna be swimming in chocolate treats so maybe I don't feel ya." Iura sulks, resting his head in his hand. You glance over at him as you nibble at a pastry you'd bought from the cafeteria earlier.
"you already said you did, no take backs." Toru says. "So, any plans for the lovey dovey day?" Iura asks Toru. "Uhm, Practice tying a tie? Yeah." Toru says. "Is that what Miyamura's teaching you now?" Iura questions as you both watched Miyamura attempt to tie Torus tie.
"he said he wanted to practice too." Toru replied. "Tada!" Miyamura said as he finished. Looking at it, it was a mess. Maybe the worst tie you'd ever seen. After a short pause Miyamura spoke up. "It's not appealing at all." "Uh, yeah you think?" Toru remarked. "Damn dude it's impressive how bad that is." You spoke in-between bites. "What is this monstrosity? Uh, it's freaking tight dude! I can't untie your stupid note!" Toru yelled.
Hearing the door crack open, You and Iura peaked around to see sawada peaking in. "Oh hey! Sawada just showed up guys!" Iura loudly announced. "I'm guessing you can for Miyamura." Iura continued as you finished your pastry. "No." Sawada said quietly. As soon as Miyamura greeted her she as usual ran behind him.
"I'm actually here for you Iura." Sawada said. "Me? Really? What's up dudette?" Iura questioned. "Uhm, do you like chocolate? Or no?"
Everyone in the room stood quietly in shock for a few seconds. You looked over at Iura as he looked shocked and shook lightly. "Y-Yes. I like chocolate." He said shyly. "Do you have a favorite?" Sawada asked as you stared in shock still. "No not at all! I love them all! I like bitter or sweet and I have no known allergies, kay!" Iura said with a big smile on his face. You stared at him as you could feel your face getting sweaty.
"So yup! Any kinda chocolate works!" Iura then said. "Got it. Thanks Iura." Sawada said. You could see Iura looking back and forth before reiterateing by yelling; "Any kind at all!"
"You wanna spend time and cash on chocolate for Shuu?" Toru asked. "Wait!" Sawada said surprised. "Shocked anyone besides Hori is on your list." Miyamura said. You nodded as well. "Kinda surprising.."
"Shut your mouths right now before you discourage her you killjoys!" Iura yelled. "Hey if you wanna make me sweets that's your prerogative okay?" Iura says with a hand behind his head. "Ugh- what kind of warped delusion are you living in to think I'd make sweets for you?" Sawada says with a grossed out look on her face. Iura stands there shell shocked. "I'm going back to class, where things make sense." She says as you four watch her leave. Iura stands there shocked still.
"Huh.. What!? She's the one who's not making sense, y'know?! Huh?!" Iura yells in a phrensy. You sigh a bit. Although you felt bad, it was revealing that Sawada wasn't going to give Iura any sweets.
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After a while, Iura heads out for the day. You stand slightly awkwardly looking at your feet. "So, bet that was pretty awkward for ya?" Toru teases you as he slaps your shoulder. "Considering you were planning on giving Shu something?" "Toru!" You yelled as you punched his shoulder. "Ah you like Iura, Y/n?" Miyamura asked. "It's pretty obvious." Toru speaks up as you continue hitting him.
You sigh as you finally stop, looking towards the ground as you whip your bag over your shoulder. "I've liked Shuu for awhile now. He's my best friend though. So this I guess will be the test or whatever? Ugh. Why am I even talking to you two about this?" You turn twords the two with a frown. "I need someone like Hori or Yoshikawa." "Harsh." Toru and Miyamura sulk slightly.
"Well, whatever you get him I'm sure he'll go crazy. He's my friend, but he's pretty lonely." Toru says as Miyamura nods. "Thanks for nothing." You sigh as you open the class door. "I'm out, see you tomorrow." "Cya." Toru waves as you close the class door.
Valentine's day is so far away, yet so soon. You were pretty nervous, but still. This was something that had to happen. It is third year after all.
_
The day was here. You'd stayed up late into the night out of fear, but it was finally time. The entire walk to school you were a mess as you shook with nervousness and fear. You inhaled as you looked around the corner to see Iura laughing with a classmate. As you backed away a little, you felt a shove. You looked behind you to see Yoshikawa shoving you with a grin. You hid the gift behind your back before speaking up.
"U-Uhm Shuu?" You mumbled loud enough for him to hear as your blush grew. "Oh, hey what's up N/n?" Iura paused as he saw the blush painting for face. When he saw your hand behind your back his face suddenly also exploded in red.
You stuttered for a second as you took your hands out shakily, revealing a small box wrapped with a yellow and pink pattern and a cd that had a small yellow bow on it. "Happy.. Valentine's day." You said as you held them out towards him. He yelled as he shook his head causing you to jump lightly. He grabbed them from you quickly with stars in his eyes. "Wow really for me?!" He yelled. You nodded as you cracked a smile at him.
"The CD has some new songs I thought you'd like.. I'm not sure if you've listened to them though." You awkwardly laughed. Shuu nodded as he placed the CD under the box and opened it up. There were various different kinds of chocolates all placed neatly in a row. Shuu could feel his face get hotter.
"I made the fillings myself. There's only 3 of them though." You laughed. "Oh! And here," you said digging through your bag pulling out a pink paper bag. "For your sister and you to share.. I made too many for just you." You blushed more.
"Y/n.." Iura looked shell shocked as he just stared at you. He then laughed as he pulled you into a hug. "You're just the person I wanted to receive chocolates from y'know!!" He yelled. You gasped as you felt him slightly rock you back and forth. He backed up a bit, popping a chocolate in his mouth. "Mhm matcha.." he gapped as he spoke with his mouth full. You chuckled as you could feel yourself get nervous again. "so.. Do you.. Uhm." You stopped as you could feel more eyes on you. Suddenly you remembered you were in the hallways. You looked around in embarrassment as you stuck your face in your hands. "I should have chosen a calmer spot!" You yelled, startling Iura.
He then laughed as he closed the box and hugged you again. You slowly took your hands out of you face as you looked up at his face. His goofy grin was replaced with this serious smile, one you'd only really seen at his house.
"I like you too." He said softly. You gasped as you tensed a bit. You then relaxed into the hug as you hugged him back. "Good. Cause those chocolates were hard." You joked.
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you said you want to keep toapp going for as long as you can so i have a feeling it’s clearly not their last time. plus, where’s yoongi?!?
yoongi has been summoned. #19 lets go ↓
warnings: i wanted to add more stuff to the camping trip like a hiking scene and whatnot but honestly im so over the camping trip arc i just wanna get it over with so this is pretty rushed 😭
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you stir
and awaken
why are you so? warm?
oh
you are
cuddled up into jungkook
your back into his chest
his arm around your waist
his nose buried in your hair
you glance over your shoulder
jungkook is still sound asleep
he looks
cute :(
you glance at your phone, it’s 7am. it you and jungkook’s turn to prepare breakfast
you gently shake him
“jungkook,” you say, “wake up.”
he stirs and then turns on his back
rubbing his face
he mumbles, “sorry.”
you shake your head. “it’s okay, i just want to wake you up for breakfast. it’s our turn to prepare.”
he nods his head and sits up, running a hand through his disheveled hair
you crawl out of the tent and stretch your limbs, yawning loudly before you go wash up
he slowly follows you out and you both start preparing breakfast in silence
the air is
tense?
awkward?
weird?
you don’t know what it is
but you don’t really speak to jungkook and he doesn’t speak to you while you both prepare
maybe it’s for the best
:/
about half an hour later, breakfast is ready and you take your time gathering your clothes to head into the bathhouse about 20 mins further
you have to wait for everyone to finish eating cause you can’t drive and someone needs to bring you
you watch as the seats around the table starts filling up
and you take your seat next to yoongi
he pours orange juice into your cup and rubs your shoulder. “how’d you sleep?”
you smile at the question. “i slept pretty well. you?”
“hoseok only punched me once in the mouth so i’d say i slept better too.”
you giggle at his joke and slap his thigh under the table
“hey uh,” he starts, “when we get back home..”
you tilt your head once he trails off, he sounds hesitant
he continues, “will you let me take you out?”
wow
ah
AAAAA
need him rn.
you smile. “like? on a date?”
he chuckles and shakes his head at your silliness. “yeah, like on a date.”
you pretend to hum in thought. “i thought we weren’t anything serious,” you tease.
he nods his head. “you’re right, but i think it’s proper manners to buy a lady a meal before we,” he pauses and glances at you, “get to the not-serious stuff.”
oh
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
okay!
well.
you lick your lips and chew on the loose flesh on your lips.
“so? what do you say?” he asks without even looking at you as he pours himself orange juice and reaches across the table for something to eat
he’s so
nonchalant
fuck
“i say that i’d like that.”
a smile tugs on his lips as he listens to your words, still not looking at you and it makes him look so fucking cocky
he asks; “do you have class tomorrow?”
“until 12pm.”
“good. i’ll pick you up at 6.”
ah
ahhhh
AHHHHHHH
so
….
he’s so….
hmmmm
you sheepishly reply, “okay.”
he keeps his hand respectfully on your knee, not moving it an inch toward your thigh
but it still raises goosebumps on your skin
his big hand
he’s so perfect wow
you bring your attention back to your plate and raise your cup to your lips
you hum in content
you let your eyes roam over the rim of your cup
only to make eye contact
with jungkook.
you feel a bit
uncomfortable.
he’s staring very… intensely.
did he hear everything?
it almost makes you choke on your juice
ugh it’s just breakfast and the days already wearing down on you
just… make the most of it
hours have passed, you’ve done a few more activities with the group
it’s time to head home
you’ve been hanging with yoongi, getting to know him better
isabella and hyunjoo have been stuck to jungkook since breakfast
not that you care
as long as he gets that affection he so desperately seeks
joon begins, “so we’ve decided to just send everyones luggage back home in seokjins car. we’re gonna need an extra person with him cause we can’t trust seokjin too much.”
“hey! i’m responsible,” seokjin replies in a disapproving tone
everyone just ignores seokjin’s outburst. “who’s gonna drive back home with seokjin-hyung?” joon asks as everyone disassembles their tents
everyones looking around
but you suddenly hear
an all too familiar voice
speak up
“i think yoongi-hyung should go.”
what the fuck jungkook
OH GOD
yoongi turns surprised to jungkook and jungkook is just staring back head-on
this damn junior and his lack of respects for seniors!!!
“i just think he’s the most responsible of us all.” he says as he shrugs his shoulders.
you glare at the side of jungkook’s face but it seems like people are starting to agree with him
“alright, i’ll go.” yoongi doesn’t make a fuss and without hesitation starts loading the bags into seokjin’s trunk
you keep glaring at jungkook’s cheek until he turns to look at you
he stares at you without a word on his lips for you and then turns on his heels and walks away from you
walking to go disassemble his tent
you snatch your suitcase and head towards yoongi, handing it to him
“you gonna be fine without me?” yoongi asks as he takes your suitcase and stuffs it in the trunk
you shake your head. “how will i live?”
he chuckles at your joke and then turns to you, reaching out to smooth out the scrunch between your brows with his thumb
“you’re too pretty to walk around with a frown like that.”
ugh
pretty
pretty.
now another’s man’s words keep clouding your mind
playing on a repeat
the image of his black eyes staring into your soul flashing vividly in your mind
‘you can take it, pretty. can’t you?’
‘that’s it, pretty. look at you.’
‘fuck yourself on my dick, pretty. just like that.’
ughhhh
that damn junior corrupted your brains. you need to be cleansed.
“that’s because i’m actually serious. i was looking forward to the train ride back with you.” you continue to pout
he chuckles and reaches out to rub your bottom lip with his thumb
“don’t look at me like that,” he quietly says
again…
something jungkook has said to you too
:///
“like what?”
“like you want me to kiss you.”
he’s
so
you reply, “that’s because i do.”
he licks his lips and rolls his tongue against the inside of his cheek
he respectfully places his hand on your waist and pulls you closer to him, closing the distance
your hands instantly meet his arms, squeezing his biceps
he cups the back of your head and inches closer to your face until he’s pressed his lips against yours
and you fucking melt
his lips are so damn soft like you could write a novel about it
you move your hands to his chest and rub it gently, wanting to feel more of him
he parts from your lips and brings his thumb up to stroke over your bottom lip
“pout is gone.”
and with that, he turns his attention back to loading the car
fuck
ah fuck
he’s not gonna make it easier for you
you turn on your heels to head back to the rest but you bump into something
that something being
jungkook’s chest
😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
for fucks sake!!!
these coincidences are getting ANNOYING
“ow,” you mumble as you stumble back but two hands on your waist from the back and two hands on your waist from the front keep you from tumbling to the ground
oh
yoongi
and
jungkook
are both holding you
:))))
“are you okay?” yoongi immediately asks with a soothing hand still on your back
you nod your head. “yeah.”
jungkook’s hands linger on your waist and he doesn’t take them off until you shoot him a look
he slowly peels his hands off you and then stuffs his own bag in the trunk
you walk past him and gather with the others
you wave goodbye to seokjin and yoongi once they’re finished
you hope they don’t notice anything in the car you’d die of embarrassment 😭
and they could
quickly make the connection
and if word got out
and it reached taehyung…..
he’s already brought up home……
you know
where the both of u are from
fuck
just calm down
they won’t notice anything
you’re walking back to the train station with the rest
“jungkook! what are your plans for when we get back home?”
you hear isabella talking to him
but you’re walking ahead of them
walking with tae and jimin
he replies, “probably gonna play, haven’t been online in awhile. you?”
ugh
“oh! i have no plans. can i come over and watch you play?”
watch him play?
eye roll
like what does that even do
i mean sure theres a big audience for gamers that stream playing games because people enjoy watching others play
but jungkook? be serious
“oh. sure, why not?”
tae nudges you with his arm. “have you talked to him yet?” he whispers
you frown. “to who?”
he rolls his eyes. “jungkook,” he mouths.
you shake your head in response and watch him quietly sigh
ugh
you made it a whole lot more fucking complicated than it needed to be dude
why did you have to fuck him
the rest of the walk there is filled with quiet small talk and taehyung telling you about the skins he got in fortnite
once you reach the train station, hoseok checks to make sure everyone has everything in order
a few minutes later you board the train
and right
when you want to
go sit down
with jimin and tae
you’re tapped on your shoulder
by tae
“go sit with jungkook.”
????
what the hell?
“and why would i?” you question with a neutral tone to your voice
“did you forget our talk yesterday? if he only interacts with girls that he sleeps with, it’ll always stay the same for him. go talk to him.”
YOU’VE ALSO SLEPT WITH JUNGKOOK SO IT WOULDNT BE ANY FUCKING DIFFERENT!!!!
but of course you can’t tell tae that :))
because you were stupid :)
and horny :)
ugh. not to be harsh but how is jungkook’s mental state your problem?
girl.. you were the one that wanted to cuddle him yesterday. clearly you care about his mental wellbeing
you sigh and get up
and make your way to jungkook’s booth
where he’s seated
with hyunjoo and isabella
:)
jungkook’s sitting by the window
isabella is next to him
hyunjoo is across from him
so you take your seat next to hyunjoo
the girls welcome you with a kind smile and small talk
but that little shit is staring you down with such a bratty look in his eyes
what a little CUNT
what is his problem?
you need a way to get rid of the girls
you lie, “i’m here to talk about … the thing.”
jungkook frowns at you for a moment before he realizes what you’re trying to do. “oh, right. that.”
you glance at hyunjoo and isabella and then turn to jungkook. “shall we talk about it in private?”
he licks his lips and you KNOW he wants to push your buttons and tell you that you can just say it here
but to your surprise, he rises to his feet
and starts heading to another booth
you excuse yourself from the girls but they don’t seem to mind, engaging in convo on their own
you follow jungkook and sit across from him in the empty booth
you both just sit there in silence
quiet
you blink at him
and the silence drags on
for
what seems like forever
and he’s finally had enough. “is there something you want to say?”
you cross your arms over your shoulders and shrug your shoulders. “not really.”
if you tell him tae wants you to bond with jk after he always told him to stay away from you, he’ll know something is going on
he’ll know tae told you his private matters
so you just need tae to believe you’re talking w jk
he narrows his eyes at you for a moment but doesn’t question anything and then glances out the window, eyes scanning the trees that zoom by
you both sit there in silence, sometimes stealing glances at each other
it’s already been an hour
pure silence
somewhere during the trip, about an hour into it, jungkook holds his hand out
you frown
??
his hand
why is he giving you his hand
you slowly place your hand in his, back of your hand facing up
he glances at your hand and then at you, a quiet chuckle leaving his lips
he brings your hand to his mouth and gently kisses your knuckles before placing your hand back on your knee
“that was cute but i meant your phone.”
oh
OH
well how the hell!!! were u!!! supposed to know!!
you narrow your eyes at him in suspicion. “why the hell do you want my phone?”
he rolls his eyes. “stop making a fuss about every little thing and just give it to me.”
this
damn
junior
SO DISRESPECTFUL!!!!
(its kinda hot)
but he needs to be punched!!!
you dig into your pocket and pull it out
unlock it
and hand it to him
he ticks away on your phone and you just stare at him in anticipation
then he hands you back his phone
when you wrap your fingers around it and pull back, there’s resistance
jungkook won’t let your phone go
you glance up from your phone
you cock an eyebrow at him
and he’s just staring at ou
then he leans forwards
winks at you
lets go of your phone
gets up
and heads back to the booth with isabella and hyunjoo
leaving you all alone
hes so
fucking
cocky
jerk.
you look down at your phone
it’s open on instagram
??
did he just…?
‘You accepted @.jungkook97’s follow request!’
to be continued
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Haii
I was wondering is you could do a Rodrick Heffley x reader with female pronouns where she is a singer and maybe they meet at the battle of the bands or something and fall for each other
pleas and thank you , your amazing 🫶💗
❥ hi there, sweetie! of course i can!! hope you like this!
potential
pairing: rodrick heffley x fem!reader
genre: fluff, strangers to lovers
warnings: rodrick is a goofball, y/n's band is named velvet ecstasy(dont ask), the band plays garbage truck from scott pilgrim vs the world mUAHAHH
word count: 1.3k
tapping her foot on the pavement, her patience was running thin. y/n was waiting for the rest of her band to arrive, they were late and they had less than ten minutes to check in. “when i get my hands on those fuckers, they’re so dead.” she whispered under her breath, talking to nobody but herself.
“well, i wouldn’t wanna be one of those fuckers.” a voice from beside her says, “you look like you can punch.” she looked next to her and saw a boy that was about the same age as her. he was cute with his shaggy hair and m-1965 field jacket, especially with his black, emo eyeliner. “i’m rodrick.” he introduced himself, trying to lean on the wall before missing it and hitting his face on the surface. he recovered pretty quickly, leading y/n to assume that this wasn’t the first time he’d done that.
she eyed him up and down before smirking, “y/n.” she said her name, making rodrick’s heart beat faster. “you performing or watching?” rodrick flipped his hair away from his face, “performing. i’m a drummer.” he said, “i’m, uh, pretty good too. pretty bomb.” the boy boasted before turning away for a moment and questioning himself on why he just said ‘bomb’. y/n grinned at that.
“sure you are, bub.” she giggled and rodrick could feel himself ascending to heaven. “hey, y/n!” a voice called out and they turned to the road. a cherry red car had just pulled up with four other people in it; y/n’s band. “took you guys long enough! i aged like five years waiting for you bozos!” she yelled, half-jokingly. y/n turned back to rodrick, “i’ll see you inside, rodrick. can’t wait to see your ‘bomb’ drumming skills.” she gave him a charming smile before heading towards her band members, giving each of them a slap to the back of their head.
rodrick stared at her until she entered the building, admiring her face, her smile, her laugh. “rod!” ben was waving his hand in front of rodrick’s face, “we gotta go! they’re already starting to perform!” he urged him but rodrick only sighed dreamily as he thought of her, “right.” he simply said, not listening to his friend. ben let out an ‘ugh’ before dragging the boy into the building and backstage.
“marty, what are you doing?” y/n asked the boy as he tied up his dreads, “tying up my hair?” “no- i know that! where’s your guitar?!” she asked frantically, marty looked at her weirdly. “next to you?” he pointed beside her and there was his sleek, black electric guitar in its stand. a pink tint coloured y/n’s cheeks, “oh.” she said sheepishly, a nervous laugh coming out of her mouth. their drummer, jules, wrapped an arm around the girl. “you gotta chill, girlie. we’re all prepared and ready, and we weren’t even that late.” jules assured, rubbing y/n’s shoulder as she sighed. “plus, you weren’t alone when we got here. seemed like somebody had company.” jules said in a teasing-sing-songy way, y/n shoved her lightly.
“shut up, he was just one of the drummers from another band-” “gasp! fraternising with the enemy?! how could you, n/n?!” jules joked, an offended expression on her face. y/n giggled before pushing her away, “shut up!” she exclaimed, their bassist, pearl, placed her hand on jules. “stop it, babe. you’ll make her cry or something.” she told her girlfriend who began laughing even harder.
y/n puffed up her cheeks, “that was one time!” she yelled while they cackled away, “are we talking about that one time y/n started crying when we teased her so much about her crush on that substitute teacher?” their keyboardist, george, asked out of nowhere, y/n glared at him as marty only smiled.
“god, i can’t get one break with you people.” the girl huffed, crossing her arms and walking away towards the side so she could watch the next band perform. “now, everybody get ready!” the mc announced as rodrick’s band got up on stage. “get ready to be blown away by- löded diper?” the mc seemed confused on how to pronounce it, “it’s- it’s löded diper (loaded diaper)!” rodrick shouted at him, “whatever!” yeah, the mc did not care.
when they started playing, y/n couldn’t take her eyes of rodrick. he wasn’t the best drummer, but he had the right attitude and enthusiasm for it. he looked like he was having the time of his life.
“that your new boyfriend?” george joked from behind her, “can you not?” y/n hissed, snapping at him. george held his hands up and chuckled, “alright.” he said, smiling. “you should ask him out, you guys looked good together just now.” she tilted her head to the side, “maybe i will.” she muttered, staring at the boy who was going ham on the drum set.
after their performance, rodrick exited the stage using the side that y/n was at. “impressed?” he asked slyly, she smiled. “yeah. pretty ‘bomb’.” the girl joked and rodrick’s face turned red out of embarrassment. just as he was about to say something, pearl approached them. “i’m sorry to interrupt this adorable exchange but we’re going on now, n/n.” she told her band member, “right.” y/n nodded as the rest of the band got ready on stage, “wish me luck, pretty boy.” she poked his shoulder before making her way to her band.
“this is a band that’s entirely new! it’s their first time performing so be gentle, give it up for velvet ecstasy!” the crowd cheered as y/n walked up to the center of the stage, “are you ready?!” she asked only to receive loud and encouraging replies from the audience. y/n turned around to jules to give her the signal. “we are velvet ecstasy! one, two, three, four!” jules shouted before starting off their song with her drums as pearl and marty accompanied with their strings.
when y/n started to sing, rodrick could not believe his ears or eyes. she wasn’t the best singer, but her charisma and tiny little moves were something you could not take your eyes off of. “i’ll take you for a ride, on my garbage truck.” she held onto the mic and the stand as she sang, tapping her foot and swaying her hips, tossing her hair. rodrick was mesmerised to say the least. “they’re way too good.” ben commented, worried about whether they’re going to win or not. rodrick did not care.
as their performance came to an end, the crowd was more than hyped up. “god, that was exhilarating!” pearl exclaimed, “wow, i have never seen her this excited before. says a lot.” marty commented as he watched her punch the air, “let’s fucking go!” jules screamed, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend and spinning her around. george and y/n laughed as they watched, feeling high off of performing.
“hey.” rodrick called out and the entire band turned around. “ooo! y-” “no.” pearl cut jules off, dragging her away. “we’ll see you later, n/n!” “don’t go making out somewhere.” the boys joked, receiving a glare from the girl.
“hi, there.” she greeted rodrick back, suddenly feeling shy. “you were amazing out there.” he gushed, “i could say the same thing about you and your band.” she softly chuckled, looking down at the ground. rodrick didn’t say anything, which cause her to look back up at him. it was very silent. “would you want to go out some time?” “would you want to go out some time?” they asked in unison and their eyes widened before they burst out laughing.
when they calmed down, y/n smirked. “alright, then. let me give you my number.” rodrick scrambled to get out his flip phone and hand it to her. when y/n finished typing out her number, she returned his phone to him. “call me.” she simply said before giving him a kiss on the cheek, walking away to find her friends.
rodrick could not believe what just happened. when he looked down at his phone and saw that her contact was named ‘potential girlfriend’, he squealed so hard. it was easy to say, he was definitely, already infatuated.
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Eddie Munson x reader
We know Eddie’s a metal head right? but what if his gf is more of a pop kinda gal and one night they’re hanging out listening to some music and I wanna dance with somebody by Whitney starts playing, and they just dance to it???
don't ya wanna dance with me baby?
wc: 2.7k
pairing: eddie munson x female reader
warnings: fluff, cute boyfriend girlfriend activities, honestly this is the cutest thing ever, slight mild language & heavy smooching
a/n: i added an extra song at the end for your enjoyment :)
the pink gum you’ve blown into a giant bubble pops, splattering all over your face. all because the driver of the van you’re in completely fails to dodge a giant pothole in the road. the sticky wax like texture gets stuck to the outside of your mouth, all the way up to your nose. all you can do is hope that it doesn’t get stuck on your clothes.
a soft frustrated sigh tumbles from your lips as you attempt to peel it off of your skin. a disgusted expression settles on your face when it becomes stuck to your nails. well, at least the color matches your polish.
a cackle sounds from your boyfriend who’s the one driving, blaring rock music that makes your chest constrict with anxiety. you don’t know how he listens to this stuff- some of the songs he likes, you manage to deal with, but this one is just not your cup of tea. (it’s paranoid by black sabbath)
“you silly goose.” he reaches over the center console, his hand squishing your face as he attempts to pull it off of your skin. he directs his attention to you, tongue sticking out in concentration.
“ugh, eddie! pay attention to the road!” you scold, making him swerve back into the correct lane. eddie’s whole entire hand is practically engulfing the lower half of your face, letting you use his palm as a napkin. it doesn’t really help.
“that’s like so fucking sticky.” he whips his hand in attempt to get rid of the substance that has transferred to him, but alas no luck.
his hand continues to open and close, the pink gum stretching between his fingers and getting stuck to his rings. he remains calm as he drives with one hand tapping the steering wheel to the beat, and mumbling to the song that’s playing.
he pulls onto your road with a screech, pulling his van right outside your house. partly in the grass and partly in the cul-de-sac.
“let’s go. i need to wash my damn hand and your pretty lil face.” he laughs as he uses his clean hand to pull out his keys and open the door.
he hops out, but even with his sticky hand he scurries to your side to open the door for you. “after you, m’lady.”
you slide out of his van, pecking his check which makes him grimace from your gummy lips. you lead the both of you up to the garage, punching in a code so the door rises. you duck your body underneath once there’s enough room- thank god it’s empty, and your parents aren’t home.
they love eddie, absolutely adore him! but you just don’t feel like dealing with their numerous questions and long conversations. you barge inside through the side door with eddie in tow as you walk into the kitchen.
“oooh, is my girl going to get me all cleaned up?” a smirk rises on his plush lips.
you giggle, “why of course,” you turn the tap water on, washing your own hands and wetting down the corner of a hand towel to wipe your face off. eddie leans against the lower cupboards, his hip against the counter as he blatantly stares at you.
eddie extends his contaminated hand towards you. he waits patiently as he watches your movements with adoration.
you turn towards him with the damp towel, your hand gripping his wrist as you scrub his hand clean. he can’t help but swoop down and press a gentle kiss against your forehead. “love you, sweetheart.”
“love you.” you hum with a flush settling on the apples of your cheeks. before you could get lost in his brown eyes, you tug him towards the stairs, “come on, let’s go up to my room.”
his eyebrows raise in surprise, “she is bringing me to her room everyone!” he exclaims to your empty house, “i’m not religious, but halle-fuckin-lujah!” he continues to yell as you drag the eccentric boy upstairs with you laughing.
eddie taps on your butt with his hands like he’s playing the drums as you climb the steps in front of him. you can’t help but shake your head and swat at him.
once you make it to the second floor, you barge through your bedroom door. your walls were a light pastel pink with countless posters, your bed frame was wrought iron with a floral quilt adorning the top. you had a stereo sitting on your dresser in front of your bed, a desk/vanity near your window with a mirror. in the corner near your bed you had a record player sitting on a stand with vinyls stacked underneath in the cubby beneath- kudos to eddie for helping you grow your collection.
eddie follows close behind, not caring to look around at your room because he’s been in here countless times. he sits down on your bed, laying back abruptly. his hair flies up, framing his head and hitting you in the face.
“hey!” you blow raspberries with your tongue dramatically, as if he got his hair in your mouth. you can’t help but look down at his waistband, seeing his shirt riding up slightly. you admire the tuft of hair there that leads under his waistband. a sudden urge to lean forward and press kisses into the skin there rises in your brain, but you don’t allow your impulsive thoughts to win.
“excuse you, my eyes are up here, honey!” he snickers with a giant grin and sparkling eyes. you quickly avert your eyes, blushing once again. he always leaves you a mess.
“i was just spacing out.” you try to recover, but he rolls his eyes, “bullshit.”
in return, you playfully swat his chest. he catches your wrist, pulling you forward so you were resting half on top of him and half on your bed.
“spacing out, huh? you were staring pretty hard at my dick.” you just shake your head and smoosh your face into his chest from embarrassment. strong cologne, slight twang of cigarettes and a hint of weed overtakes your senses.
his grips your high ponytail gently to twirl your hair between his fingers, “you know… whenever you’re ready, i’ll do whatever you ask me to. i’d literally get on my knees for you. not how it usually is the other way around.”
eddie’s words makes a knot grow in your belly, “god, eddie… bad influence.” your voice is muffled from your face being shoved in his shirt. he laughs from your shyness around the subject, “me? bad influence? never.” you lift your head up, resting your chin on his chest before lifting yourself up to catch his lips. his ring adorned hand cups the back of your head, deepening the kiss with a swipe of his tongue against yours.
he always tastes like mint with a hint of the herb-like drug he’s fond of. it’s the perfect mix. “oh, you’re gonna be the death of me, you little minx.” he grumbles into your lips, smiling against you.
“could say the same about you.” you whisper slyly before pulling away from him completely and hopping off the bed. he groans in frustration, his head falling back onto your bed as he watches your every move.
you grab a personalized cassette from the cubby hole near your vinyls and pop it into your stereo on your dresser. the synth from ‘i wanna dance with somebody’ starts to play loudly through the speakers.
“wooo!” you shout in sync with whitney houston, pumping your fist in the air. you begin to dance to the beat, biting your lip as you move your body.
ed sits up on his elbows, a smile slowly growing on his face as he watches you dance.
“clock strikes upon the hour, and the sun begins to fade,” you snap your fingers at the same time with the beat, “still enough time to figure out how to chase my blues away.” you sing, scrunching your nose up.
you reach your hands out for him to join you, but he shakes his head no almost instantly. you give up for the moment, continuing to dance to the music.
“and when the night falls! the loneliness calls!” you spin around in a circle, stomping your feet happily as the chorus begins.
“oh, i wanna dance with somebody! i wanna feel the heat with somebody! yeah, i wanna dance with somebody- with somebody who looooves me!!” you point directly at him, swinging your hips as you march up to him.
eddie’s legs are hanging off the bed, so your hands are at the perfect height to rest on his knees. you squat to the floor seductively, disappearing from his sight. before slithering yourself up his body and to his face, “i’ve been in love and lost my senses. spinning through the town.” you serenade him with a soft voice, pressing a kiss against the corner of his mouth.
he can’t help but feel himself grow hot from the lyrics being sung to him by you so closely. even if you’re off key, it’s the most beautiful sound ever. he gets so close to pulling you onto this bed and pinning you underneath him. instead you swiftly pull away to stand up tall, gripping your chest during the next verse.
“i need a man who’ll take a chance on a love that burns hot enough to last.” your hand extends to him again, “so when the night falls, my lonely heart calls…” you pant heavily with a beautiful smile that’s urging him to stand up with you and dance to this ridiculous song.
with a loud dramatic sigh, he slams his hand down into yours reluctantly. he notices how your face lights up from his decision. you pull the boy to his feet, bringing him to the center of your room. you move your arms together as you dance. well, you’re the only one who’s dancing. he’s just letting you move his arms. “come on! dance!” you laugh breathlessly.
eddie starts to tap his sneakers side to side to the beat, a smile on his face as he watches his feet. your hands let go of his to cup his face to get him to look at you, “i wanna dance with somebody- with somebody who loves me.” you gently poke his chest as you sing the lyrics.
he can’t help but laugh like a little school girl, his hands grip your waist tightly to pull you against his chest.
a surge of confidence rushes through his body. he moves your bodies in sync with one hand on your lower back and the other on the dip of your waist. “oh okay, munson.” you giggle in shock, craning your neck up to peck his jaw.
he can’t help but throw his head back and laugh. if anyone of his friends caught him dancing to this song, he’d actually die. he loves you so much, he can’t handle it. he would do anything for you- even dancing to this ridiculously catchy pop song.
“oh i wanna dance with somebody!” you sing out loud and proud as eddie moves his body against yours. almost expertly to the beat.
“don’t cha wanna dance… with me, baby? don’t wanna dance with me, boy? hey! don’t ya wanna dance with somebody you loooooves me!” you belt out, throwing your head back as the outro to the song starts. eddie leans with you as you lean back. he allows your head to drop lower to the floor from him securely holding you.
“don’t cha wanna dance? say you wanna dance- don’t ya wanna dance? don’t cha wanna dance? say you wanna dance- don’t ya wanna dance?”
you squeal from the feeling like you’re going to slip out of his arms, but you know he’s got you. he can’t help but press a kiss against the center of your extended neck before swooping you up.
you truly can’t believe he agreed to dance with you like this. the feeling of his body pressed against yours as he sways makes you feel like you’re on cloud nine. you can’t help but wrap your arms around his waist, resting your head against his chest.
as the music fades to silence, you can hear eddie’s heart thumping in your ear. one of his hands rests on your lower back as the other wraps his arm around his neck. he presses continuous soft kisses against your forehead which makes butterflies erupt in your stomach.
“i seriously love you so much, sweetheart.” he sighs against your soft skin, “i don’t know what the hell i’d do without you.”
the cassette clicks and twirls as the next song begins to play. ‘i just died in your arms’ by broadcast.
you look at eddie who just realized what song is playing. a mischievous grin spreads across his face.
“oh! i just died in your arms tonight!” he brings his fist into the air and slowly pulls it closer to his chest. his slender hips roll back the forth to the drums beat as he sings the lyrics word for word.
you can’t help but stare up at him in shock, completely speechless from his little solo dancing outburst.
“who would’ve thought that a boy like me could come to this?” he bites his bottom lip and winks at you.
“i just died in your arms tonight! it must have been something you said.” his gravelly voice sings out to you, his hands run down your sides to your butt to squeeze it. the sudden feeling of his hands on your backside makes you laugh, your hands now resting on his chest.
“it must’ve been some kind of kiss.” he swoops down to peck the corner of your grinning mouth.
he grabs your hand, smoothly twirling your body towards the bed. he taps his hands on his jean cladded thighs as he dances toward you.
you can’t help but sit down on the plush mattress, staring up at him as he gets closer. his index finger hooks under your chin to angle your face up. he leans down, nose pressing against yours and breath mixing together.
eddie’s lips brush against yours as he charmingly whispers the next lyrics against you, “it was a long hot night… she made it easy, she made it feel right.”
the sound of his lowered voice makes something turn on inside of your body. before you could act on it, he completely pulls away to the middle of the room. “but now it’s over, the moment has gone. i followed my hands, not my head!” he taps his temple, “i knew i was wrong!”
eddie’s fingers suddenly conjure an invisible guitar in front of him as he riffs the instrumental solo in the air. his digits move expertly as if he knows every see-through chord, his teeth bringing his bottom lip between them.
he throws his head back and forth like a true rocker, his crazy hair flying everywhere. your eyes widen at the sight, breath stopping.
you’ve seen him play his guitar before, but this somehow is even more attractive. once it ends he continues the lyrics, tapping the beat on his pants as he walks up to you.
“i just died in your arms tonight. it must’ve been some kinda kiss. i should’ve walked away….!” he theatrically psychs himself out by jumping away from you.
he can’t help but stare at your bewildered face for a moment. but he sees your seemingly permanent smile so he knows you’re enjoying this. “i should’ve walked away…” he trails off, chest heaving as he finally caves in and saunters up to you.
eddie pushes your body back and directly lays on top of your body, letting all his weight squish you into the mattress. you squeal as all you can see is his hair that’s covering your face, “ed!” you belly laugh from the pressure on your chest. your legs instinctively wrap around his waist, locking him in place as he leans up on his elbows. his face directly in front of yours and his hair almost makes a little curtain around your faces.
he continues to pant from the dancing he just did for you, “i hope that wooed you enough- because if i were you,” he takes a deep breath and laughs, “i’d be jumping my bones right now.”
you wiggle one of your arms out from underneath him to cup his cheek sweetly, “you’re literally the goofiest person ever.” you shake your head. he leans into your palm, nuzzling against you with his eyes shut.
“i love you, eddie munson.” you mutter out, which makes his eyes flutter open. oh, his big brown eyes are so beautiful.
“and i love you, baby.” he mumbles before crashing his lips against yours.
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On a Shinsou/Reader request, wondering if you could do a rivals to lovers prompt or maybe a first kiss one?
Idk just came up with some ideas, hope you feel better by now btw- 🖤🖤
No idea if it's already known or not, BUT I ADORE SHINSOU, UGH! And Shinsou with a rivals to lovers prompt AND A FIRST KISS? AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I love this request so much omg.
And I'm feeling a little better! I'm really congested still and I have the WORSTTT I-Pad kid cough, but I'm getting better!
♡You Wanna Kiss me so Bad it Makes You Look Stupid: Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader♡
♡ warnings: rivals to lovers, cursing, use of the word dumb, shinsou’s a little shit♡
♡ requests are open♡
“c’mon, admit it. you wanna kiss me so bad it makes you look stupid,” his words were venom in the air; hitting me hard and making me more upset than i already was.
Hitoshi Shinsou was the one guy whom i loathed with every fiber of my being. It always got on my nerves; seeing him try to act all big and bad around the students of class A and act so nonchalant about every little thing. It annoyed me. How could someone who was obviously destined to be a hero be so goddamn annoying? And now, here he was, standing right in front of me, a shit-eating grin plastered on his beautiful face. I was wrapped up in his scarf, which he had used to bind me, upside down on a tree.
Today for class, Mr. Aizawa wanted us the train with a group of students to get a better understanding of other quirks; and lucky me, Shinsou was a part of the student group that would be training with us. The both of us never missing a chance to embarrass the other—or even trying to prove that one of us was better than the other, instantly went into a battle with one another--which resulted in my current predicament. I wanted to scream, to cry, to punch him in his stupid face. What kind of guy binds a person up and makes a comment like THAT to them?
My face was on fire. “What the hell kind of assumption is that Shinsou?!” My words were yelled at an octave higher than my usual vocal range. I sounded embarrassed and I despised that. I was struggling against the white cloth, muscles tensing and untensing as I tried to get out of my current situation. Shinsou was dead wrong, DEAD WRONG. I have never once wanted to kiss him before in my life. Where the hell did, he get that assumption from?
“Just look at you Y/n. Look at your face--your dumb little face,” that shit-eating grin never once left Shinsou’s face as he stared into my eyes. His eyes were beautiful. A deep violet hue, enchanting all in all. Each time I looked into them they took my breath away, and that made me mad.
“Look at you, you’re just starin’ at me, mouth wide open. Have nothing to say?” I wanted to beat his ass. “Am I that pretty, Y/n?” Shinsou tilted his head, a faux pout appearing on his face as he furrowed his brows into a worried look. Dammit he was so cute.
A groan left my lips, the feeling of all of that blood rushing to my head was finally getting to me. “Shinsou let me down,” my words were a jumbled mess, I felt hot all over. Was I embarrassed? Flustered? I have absolutely no idea, but that and the combination of my head filling with blood was really making me dizzy. A worried look befell Shinsou’s face before he tugged on his scarf; instantly rushing over and grabbing a hold of my body as I plummeted down to the ground.
“Did you have to make that scarf go so tight, idiot?!” I exclaimed as I finally shot up after regaining my sense of self. My eyes glared daggers right at Shinsou, wishing and praying that he would spontaneously combust right then and there.
Shinsou stood there for a moment, staring at me--a blank look was on his face as he watched me closely, studying me. And then, a cheeky smirk slowly grew on that beautiful face of his--a smirk that could almost put the Cheshire Cat’s own to shame. “I guess you really fell for me, huh Honey?” My blood ran cold at that nickname. I wanted to throw up.
“You’re disgusting!”
“And you like me.”
“I do not!”
“Yes, you do.”
“No, I do not!”
“Let’s not lie now, Y/n.”
“I’m not lying!”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk,”
“OH! just shut up and kiss me!” As I said those words, my hands flew up to Shinsou’s face. Both were placed on his cheeks, instantly pulling him down into a very clumsily initiated kiss. Teeth knocked against teeth, noses against noses; I’m sure our lips would end up becoming bruised with how much force the kiss was initiated with.
Moments passed as we stood there under that tree, pressing numerous different kisses against one another’s lips. Everything felt amazing--enchanting even. My first kiss, my first EVER kiss was everything and more than I had wanted it to be. After what felt like hours, we finally pulled away. Shinsou rested his forehead against mine, the mouth of us breathing harshly to catch our breaths. Soon, another smirk fell on Shinsou’s perfect face. “Told ya you wanted to kiss me,” he whispered in a hushed town.
“Shut up, Shinsou.”
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I watched The Eclipse (the series) and OMG I'm in Love?!?! ⚠️ SPOILERS ⚠️
Ya'll I watched The Eclipse the series over the last few days and... omg. I have so much to say so buckle up. Obv there will be spoilers! I also wanna mention that this will be full of very biased takes because I absolutely fell in love with Akk soooo imma be defending him.
Now that that's out of the way, first, can we talk about the couples? FirstKhao's chemistry?! I know I'm late to the game but man they blew me out of the water!!! They were so cute and wholesome (dw I've seen the OF edits, ik they're not always this way lol) and Akk and Ayan just pulled me all the way in! They both deserve the world and I will not hear otherwise! Now, the side couple, KanThua, were not my cuppa tea. I love Neo, I haven't seen anything with Louis in it but he's a good actor from what I've seen, and they look cute together, but they just didn't snatch me up unfortunately.
That leads me into the second topic, the plot (this is where it gets long, strap in). I believe this is the main reason the side didn't snatch me. They were definitely given the short end of the stick (this is before I found out that I hate Thua with a passion but we'll get to that). I would've loved so much more buildup than what we got from them. Thua's storyline just felt kinda off to me. We saw his stepdad say one or two messed up things to him, which ya eff him for that, but every other time he was pretty nice??? Maybe I'm just missing something but idk. Also the whole "Bruce Wayne" thing was eh to me. Kinda cute, kinda weird.
Now, Akk and Ayan's storyline???? Sign me uppppp! I love everything about it! I love that they are so there for eachother and literally picked eachother up off the ground mentally so many times. They need eachother and you can absolutely feel it. Then, also their individual storylines are just amazing. My poor babies. Ayan and dealing with his uncle's death and witnessing the terrible things at the school and getting bullied by the teachers and his declining mental health. Akk dealing with the manipulation of the teachers and his need to prove himself and his need to put everyone above himself and his declining mental health and ugh... sorry I could talk about Akk for ages, ya'll know how I get with my babies lol. All this to say I definitely came not knowing what to expect but stayed for Akk & Ayan.
The general storyline is... a doozy. The whole curse thing was so interesting and then it just... wasn't. But at the same time it was??? Idk it's so hard to place how I feel about this part of the plot. I don't understand the whole thing with Teacher Chadock's confession and that somehow affecting what was going on? Like sir, you still manipulated kids (specifically Akk) into doing awful things, I don't think all that happened is an excuse for that at all? Yes, it sucks and never shoulda happened but like... why act like that towards the students this whole time? And he didn't seem to show much, if any, remorse for his behavior either so... idk.
Now... let's get into ep 11 and Thua's whole thing. I will never ever ever forgive the character of Thua for what he did. I don't care how right he was (which he mostly wasn't), I don't care if he was speaking some facts, you don't ever out somebody like that!!! Esp as a character who we know has faced such bad discrimination and bullying for the same effing thing!!! It makes absolutely no sense and there are no excuses! The fear in Akk's eyes... ugh I wanted to punch Thua so bad ngl. The way that he also isn't even right about Akk 'creating the curse' and doesn't mention that he himself continued it after Akk saw the error of his ways and stopped. He made himself out to be squeaky clean when he honestly had the most blood on his hands after this whole thing. When he was cheering the episode before about finding the "one responsible for the curse" IT WAS HIM! AKK HAD STOPPED AT THAT POINT SO IT WAS ALL HIM! He also wasn't telling the truth when he said Aye was covering for Akk using their love as a cover! At first Ayan wanted Akk to tell everyone what he did... but then he saw what a fragile state of mind Akk was in and decided to try a different approach. Thua should've gone to Akk and Aye himself, he had no right to say anything he said without knowing the full story!!! THEN HE JUST IS FORGIVEN!!! NOO! I know that it's because of the cuts they had to make that we don't get to see the characters forgive him and whatnot but I don't care. He. did. not. deserve. to. be. forgiven. No one is changing my mind!
I could go on forever tbh so let's move onto the third topic... the pacing. I know this is the main complaint for this show and rightfully so. I really really wish they would've gotten the 14 episodes they were hoping for instead of the 12 they got. The pacing is just out of wack. The first half-ish is beautiful.... then it drags (slightly).... then it's rushed. Just disappointing, but not anyone's fault. The crew apparently thought they were working with 14 eps, we can't blame them, and we definitely cannot blame the actors.
Fourth, and final, topic: the acting!!! Uuuugh, ya'll! I'd seen Khao in a couple things and First in Not Me, but this is by far the best I've seen of them! They showed all the emotions and omg these dudes are professional criers, how are they both so good at it?! Btw, I see people talk about Khao's acting more than First's I feel like (could just be what I see idk), but First snatched me up! He killed every single scene, give me chills multiple times (Khao too obv) and showed Akk's character development flawlessly! All the supporting actors were obviously amazing too (special shoutout to my boy AJ cuz I love the twins)!
Anyways, if you sat through this half-rant, half-review, congrats! I honestly love this show and it's for sure going to be one I rewatch all the time and try to dig deeper into Akk's mind every time lol. Also if you read all of this and I didn't touch on something you wanted or you're just curious about my thoughts on anything (seriously anything at all), feel free to comment or repost or send me an ask, I don't mind!
#YES I HAVE A NEW CHILD#AKK IS MY CHILD AND I LOVE HIM#HE WAS MANIPULATED YOUR HONOR#AKK DEFENDER NO1#ALSO THUA HATER NO1#akkayan#ayanakk#the eclipse the series#the eclipse#akk x ayan#khaofirst#firstkhao#firstkhaotung#thai bl#thai bls#gmmtv#gmmtv bl#gmmtv drama#show review?#not really lol#Jay's saying stuff :)#Jay's talking BL ;)
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Leons Kingscholar x Tsundere!Reader
Synopsis: Leona thinks you're a real b****. That is, until he discovers your secret soft spot: children.
Tw: Swearing, could be interpreted as fem reader but i personally think anyone can have motherly instincts
-Leona thinks you're a real bitch.
-You have a quick temper and and you're always so cold towards everyone.
-And you're always nagging at him to do his work and actually go to class.
-Ugh, what an annoying herbivore.
-Anyways, Leona gets the unfortunate news that the little brat is coming to visit for a few days. (Cheka) Apparently he had begged his father to let him visit his "Unca Leona".
-Great.
-So Cheka arrives, and honestly Leona craves death right how.
-Homie just wants to sleep. 😔
-Anyways, Ruggie called you and asked you for a favor. You didn't know that you were going there to help him watch Cheka, because Ruggie may or may not have intentionally left that little tidbit of information out. So you walk in to the Savanaclaw dorm.
-And you see him.
-One of Leona's eyes lazily peels open when he hears you cooing.
-He really didn't expect to see you of all people kneeling in front of Cheka, ruffling his hair and squeezing his adorable little cheeks. He can practically see the hearts in your eyes.
-Bro your maternal instincts went into overdrive.
-So now you're pretty much Cheka's mom until his stay is over. And Cheka absolutely loves you. Leona's surprised to find that you're surprisingly good with kids??
-He asked you how an asshole like you could be so good with children.
-Of course, you got pissed and punched his arm. What a prick. 🙄
-Then you explain to him that you were the oldest of four back in your world, and by a lot. Your siblings were 8, 12, and 15 years younger than you. (It's my oneshot I'll project if I want.)
-So being so much older than your little siblings, you developed a strong material instinct. You loved kids!
-Leona didn't expect that. You? The bitchy little herbivore? Being good with children? Wild.
-So over the next few days Leona watches you take care of Cheka, and he's kind of impressed. Unlike how you were with him, or anybody at NRC tbh, you were patient and kind with Cheka. You played with him, and honestly you acted goofy and laid back than he's ever seen you.
-And he noticed you smiled more with Cheka.
-"Heh, it looks like you're doing a good job taking care of the little shi-"
-You grind your heel into his foot as hard as you can before he can finish his sentence.
-No cursing around the little one. 😤
-He finds you asleep with Cheka one afternoon. You looked so... peaceful. Not a trace of irritation or annoyance on your face. He can't explain why, but he felt the urge to get a blanket and cuddle up with the two of you. He shook his head, trying to ignore his brain, and walked off.
-(Dude's a tsundere too lets be honest.)
-Once it's time for Cheka to leave, he's sad.
-He doesn't wanna leave his Auntie Y/N :(
-But you comfort him and give him a little peck on the top of his head. He can come visit you again, don't worry kiddo!
-The next day you're as cold as ever. But Leona can't help but remember how you were when you were around Cheka. You had such an adoration and love in your eyes when you were with kids.
-What would it take for you to look at him with the same affection as you did with Cheka?
Homeboy's down bad and doesn't even realize it lmao.
I take requests! Feel free to ask. I'll do anybody from TWST, and will write anything except NSFW, incest, pedophilia, noncon, etc. (Anything with Grim will be platonic.)
Hope you enjoyed!
#Brought to you by: my malapative daydreaming#Been thinking about this one all day#Twisted wonderland#leona kingsholar x reader#Twst#Twst x reader#Twst x y/n#Twst x MC#Leona x reader#Leona x MC#Leona x y/n#Leona Kingscholar x MC#Cheka#leona kingscholar#dusky writes
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hii omg could u pretty pls do a short lil thing of cuddling w/toji and what tojis hugs feel like ☹️🫶 hes just soo big and his arms are so so big i feel like he could give such good hugs if he wanted to and ugh i just wanna be hugged and smushed by his big ol arms and face mushed into his chest, ty!!
hi!! omg ur so right! tojis so big and strong, i just know his hugs must feel so warm and comfy and like. itd make you feel spoiled?? yk hes out here hugging you tightly to relay his affections n stuff <33
but here u go!! i hope you’ll like this one 🫶🏼 // extra
“oh, sweetheart,” satoru’s voice rings in your head. you lightly run your fingers through your hair, staring blankly at the mirror, your thoughts going back to four hours ago when your best friend crashed at your place. “your man doesn’t just hug. he stakes his claim.”
you remember rolling your eyes at his words, scoffing lightly and dismissing his remarks. but satoru’s never been wrong, as infuriating as it is, and you begin to see just how correct he was.
toji has always been on the possessive side—that, he’s told you about. there’s always a palm on the small of your back, a pinky hooked with yours. he’s always looped an arm around your waist. and if he’s not hovering close, you could always feel his eyes on you.
you love the attention. you love the way he is always there for you. with you.
and so you wonder how you missed the way he does the same when he embraces you.
“princess?”
you jolt, your eyes locking on toji’s reflection.
toji’s still drying his hair, the green towel slung over his shoulders. he is half naked, and your eyes rove over his skin, feeling parched as you study each rippling muscle and webbing veins. your eyes drop, following the defined ‘V’ of his abdomen, until the view is obscured by his loose black sweatpants that ride low on his hips.
you blink, realizing you have been staring at him too long. embarrassed, you turn around from your vanity to fully face toji.
“hey,” you say, smiling at him.
toji’s scarred lips twitches up softly, easing his face and making him look years younger. he stalks towards you, his long limbs carrying him swiftly to where you are sitting.
the towel falls to the floor, but neither of you are bothered by it. toji’s hand rises, and your lungs strain as he brushes your hair behind your ear.
“y’r so beautiful,” he whispers, his voice almost too adoring, before he bends down and scoops you in his arms.
an oof creeps past your glossed lips, and you gasp as you go weightless in toji’s hold, his thick arms wrapping around you easily. you flush, feeling toji’s warmth seeping through your nightgown and into your dewy skin, leaving a thousand sparks coursing through your veins.
you bury your head on the crook of his neck, uncharacteristically feeling shy all of a sudden. toji’s hand drops to the back of your head, petting you softly.
“exhausted?”
you nod, not trusting your voice.
toji huffs a fond laugh. “‘m sorry. thought you could handle another round.”
you punch his chest lightly, a whine rumbling from your throat. “stop teasing me!”
soft chuckles shake toji’s shoulders and you pout, feeling your burning cheeks go hotter.
toji adjusts his hands around you as he crawls on the bed softly. you clutch onto him tighter in response, your cheeks squished on his chest, and toji almost coos at how adorable you look.
toji rests his back on the headboard, wriggling for a quick second, before his hands find purchase on the swell of your ass, pushing you further into his lap. your arms fumble, and they slide from the ridges of toji’s toned back to settle on his sculpted shoulders. you sigh contentedly, settling in his arms more comfortably.
you peer up at toji only to see him already looking back at you, his eyes so tender and full of affection. if your cheeks were not already burning, you would have felt yourself go flush at toji’s adoration.
you smile at him, and you blink in surprise when toji leans down and kisses your lips. when he pulls away, his eyes are crinkling once again in fondness.
you pitch forward and collapse on his chest with a hum. toji’s hands clutch you tight and close, his fingers drumming over your skin in a habit that you know he has recently picked up.
“your man doesn’t just hug. he stakes his claim.”
what a poetic way to describe toji’s embrace. well, that is quite alright. you love being branded as toji’s, after all.
i should tell that to toru next time, you think as your eyes begin to droop, your body heavy with exhaustion.
“good night, sweetheart,” toji mumbles.
that was how you slept: in the warm embrace of your beloved, his lips ghosting over the crown of your head before descending on the slope of your cheeks.
this, with toji surrounding you completely, you feel irrevocably loved and safe.
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U and bralker but u make them fuck and whoever cums first has to watch you fuck the other without touching themselves
i spent so long on this bc ugh… i just had to get it right. fem reader, voyeurism, mostly sub Simon but he’s just whiny, light spanking, unrealistic prep
“What?” Both Brendan and Simon gawk at the same time, well.. Simon gawks and Brendan just raises a brow.. The smirk on your face grows as you laugh, sat back comfortably in the chair in your room.
“You heard me. I wanna watch Brendan fuck you.” Your eyes avert to Simon first, then Brendan, “What? Not really any different than what we usually do.” Except what you three usually do involves all three of you.
“What about you?” You could’ve sworn there was a pout on Simon’s pretty lips as he asks.
“I wanna watch.” A smile graces your lips, smoothing a finger over your nail polish, admiring the rings on your finger before resting your hands in your lap, “So? Get to it, you aren’t shy are you?”
The slight mock seems to spur them on, well, Brendan at least, because the suited man is grasping Simon’s jaw and tugging him into a messy kiss. It pulls a noise from Simon, some strained kind of whine, taking just a moment to kiss back. One thing leads to another, grabby hands pushing off clothes until Simon’s getting pinned down, naked, some snarky remark being said about him getting fucked, which earns a hard slap on his thigh from Brendan.
“Ah! Easy,” He complains, back arching whilst Brendan’s hand shoves him face first against the bed, cheek smushing into the covers.
“Quiet Walker, just put on a pretty show, okay?” Brendan chuckles, sucking a ringed finger into his mouth to coat it with spit before rubbing at the rim of Simon’s exposed hole, making him gasp softly against the duvet on your bed. He pushes in, slow, other hand pressing down on the small of his back to accentuate his arch. Simon makes eye contact with you where you sit, his hands curling into the duvet, brows pushing together as he’s stretched. The Irishman is surprisingly gentle for now, letting him adjust before adding another finger. Walker bites his lip, blue eyes fluttering and struggling to maintain eye contact as he whines at the stretch.
His little noises fill the air for the few minutes Brendan stretches him, before he’s undoing his belt, the buckle clanking together as he doesn’t bother with fully taking off his pants, just shoving them open enough to get his aching cock out. You get to watch the way Simon’s eyes flutter and go hazy as Brendan smacks his cock on his hole a few times, and then watch those pretty blues squeeze shut with a pleasured look covering his face as he pushes in, easing in slow. “Fuuuck, look at that.” Big hands grope at Simon’s ass, letting him get used to the feeling before he sets a brutal pace.
Simon yelps, sounding like he’s been punched in the gut before he arches, gasps, starts moaning with every meet of Brendan’s balls against his own. It makes his face flush a deep red, color traveling down his neck as he squirms. “I have an idea.” You speak, grinning whilst Brendan doesn’t stop but just keeps a hand grasping on Simon’s ass as he looks at you, the other hung limp at his side..
“And what’s that idea, huh love?” How does Brendan sound so composed whilst fucking into him like that? Simon wants to whine, complain, but knows better than to interrupt you as you start speaking again, stuttering little moans escaping him as background noise.
“I have a surprise for whichever one of you cums first. Though you’re probably not gonna like it.”
“So– nnnhah– a punishment?” Walker pants, eyes struggling to stay open as he looks at you from on the bed.
“Smart boy,” You coo, grinning at him, “but I’m not telling you yet. So have your fun!” You wave your hands as if for them to continue even though Brendan hasn’t stopped fucking into him anyway. That does however prompt him to go faster, harder, making Simon whine as his body jolts with every thrust, hair falling in front of his eyes.
This is bad, Brendan’s angling his hips just right to continuously hit Simon’s prostate with every other thrust, his hands groping as the latters ass, knows his body too well and what things make him tick, sending him hurtling towards that pleasurable peak. His cock hangs between his thighs, leaking onto your bed, the sheer force of Brendan’s thrusts making his ass and the backs of his thighs turn pink from the skin on skin impact.
“Stop– asshole, fuh–hahh!” Words fail him as he grabs at the duvet in his fists, not even able to make eye contact with you anymore as he has to squeeze his eyes shut and focus on not cumming. Brendan only cackles a laugh, hand coming down to smack hard on Simon’s ass, “Ah! Oh fuck–“
“You’re gonna lose Walker, suck it up,” He groans, “barely even started too.” Brendan’s eyes flutter closed, hands on Simon’s ass for leverage before they slide down to grip his waist.
The hot hands gripping so hard they might bruise makes him let out a pathetic whimper, “Shut up– nngh!” Simon’s back bends, arching up before Brendan forces it back down, Simon’s knees parting further and sliding until he’s fully laid on his front, dripping cock pressed between his tummy and the bed. The sensation makes his eyes roll back into his skull, a lewd whine escaping him, “Stop– Brendan I’m gon- ah! I’m–“ He can’t even finish his sentence, hips grinding back on Brendan’s cock before down into the bed as he orgasms. His thighs shake, spasming, toes curling and feet kicking the bed as Brendan growls a moan and pulls out, panting.
“Simon loses!” You declare with a giggle, grinning wide.
“That he does,” Brendan agrees, smoothing his hands up and down Simon’s back in a soothing manner, the latter laying there like a wet sock. He grumbles something unintelligible, pulling another laugh from you.
“Don’t pout baby,” You coo, “you didn’t.. not agree to this.” With that said, you get up from your vanity chair and go over to Simon, kneeling down on the bed beside him with one knee as you bend down. A hand finds his hair, petting over him as he finishes catching his breath. He really never stood a chance. “You wanna know your punishment?”
He groans, “Just tell me.”
“You.. my handsome thing..” You start, kissing his temple which pulls a small hum from him, “have to sit over there and watch Brendan fuck me. And you can’t touch yourself.” The declaration makes him whine a bit, looking up at you.
“Really?
“Really.”
“Sounds pretty fuckin’ nice to me.” Brendan finally chimes in, now fully naked.
“Well– obviously!” Walker retorts, throwing a glare back at the Irishman. He cackles in response and spanks Simon once, making him yelp.
“Shut up and get in the chair.” Even though he doesn’t want to, he listens, reluctantly getting to his feet and moving to where you previously sat. He sits with a groan, half hard, never having fully softened. Cum coats his cock, sticky and smeared along the length as he lays his arms on the armrests of the chair.
“I really can’t touch myself, at all?” Walker complains softly, trying a pouty look.
“Not one finger.” You confirm, grinning as you lay back on your bed, thighs parting to invite Brendan between them. He wastes no time at all, crawling overtop you to kiss you deeply as he grinds his cock against you. The sensation makes you moan, getting lost in his kiss for a moment and looping your arms around his neck. One of Brendan’s fingers circle your clit, slow, deliberate, before dipping to feel how soaked you are. The feeling pulls a groan from his chest.
“Fuck Simon, she’s drippin’, y’like watchin’ us that much?”
A giggle fills the air, bubbling up your throat as you nod, “Yeah, you two listen to me really well.”
“Oh shut up,” The Irishman laughs, sliding into you in one slow motion. It makes both of you groan, and Simon whine, forced to just watch. He squirms a bit as Brendan starts to roll his hips into you deeply, a different movement than how he fucked Simon. It stutters a moan out of you, your back arching and you tilt your head back whilst Brendan’s lips cover your neck, “Fuck, there y’go..”
He grinds slow, deep, just how you like it and his cock reaches so deep, just bordering on painful, “Oh my God, fuck Brendan,” it leaves your lips as a whine, hands grabbing at his biceps with nails pushing into his skin.
Simon squirms a bit in his seat, cock aching now, and he digs his fingers against the armrests so as to not touch himself. His face feels flushed because of him watching you two, watching how Brendan’s hands push at your shoulder and thigh, his tongue licks up your neck hotly, nipping at your jaw before kissing you again. Arousal swirls in his gut, making him whine softly.
The noise makes you detach from the kiss and turn your head, whilst Brendan buries his face into your neck and kisses to resist the urge to cum already, “What, love? Feeling neglected?” You grin.
“Can’t I–“
“No.”
“Mmm c’mon–“
“No.”
“Fuck you.”
“That’s not– ah! not nice Simon.” The insult only brings a breathy laugh to your lips, and then Brendan pipes in with a groan.
“I’m putting you over my lap when I’m done with her.”
“Are not!”
“Yes he is, oh fuck–“ Your agreement tapers off into a whine, thighs squeezing Brendans waist, “Right there, please.” He obliges easily, anything you ask, a couple fingers skillfully rubbing your clit in circles, with just the right pressure to send your legs trembling and a warning on your lips, “Bren– I’m gonna–“
“Go on, cum on me.” The Irishman groans, sucking at your pulse point. The action sends you over the edge, legs tightening around him and spasming as you cum, hard, the sensation rolls through you with gasping moans, both men practically whining at the sight as Brendan cums as well. Panting fills the room, only interrupted by the quiet whiny noises Simon makes. Your head tilts, giving a tired grin at Simon, before turning to the one atop you,
“So, I get to watch you spank him right?”
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“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Simon weeps, face flushed with tears wetting his cheeks, bent over Brendan’s naked thighs and practically falling off with how much his legs kick.
“Shoulda thought before you ran your fucking– “ Brendan’s hand tangles into the others hair, yanking his head up and pulling a cry from the other, “mouth. Apologize again.”
“I’m sorry!” He squeals, the Irishman’s ringed hand coming down on his ass again, the pain making his ears ring and his heart pound.
All the while you watch with a laugh bubbling up in your throat.
#neil newbon#neil newbon x reader#simon walker#simon walker x reader#brendan brady#brendan brady x reader#proofread at 4:30am so… sorry for misspelling/mistakes
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🫂 ｡ﾟ⊹ you’ve built a home in my heart — 10. drunk confessions
:: u got up at 2 am to get some snacks at the convenience store down the street. for your inconvenience, you quietly opened the door to meet a peculiar sight, someone trying to sleep on the floor across the hallway because their roommate has their gf over .. ?
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yunjins apartment, 09:47 pm
the rest of the day was boring. from seven am till now, nothing eventful as happened, hyunjin wasnt even home so you decided to visit yunjin. honestly, you forgot about drinking till you saw rikis twt
“oh” how thoughtful it was for him to remind you,
10:06 pm — drinking w yunjin
“yunjiiinnnn, this isnt faiirr!!” you sulk, face is hot and sweaty from the soju. “that shouldve been meeee..”
“ynnn, what if shes his sister or something??” yunjin pats your hair, “its okay baby, we’ll ask him tomorrow”
“but i wanna talk to him now, we havent talked since yesterday” you can’t believe youre acting so soft for a Man..
“no ml, uve already had too much to drink” she snatched your phone out of your hands, and damn you wish you hadnt been so stubborn that night
quickly, you took your phone back from her grasps and opened imessage,,
🔍 search : my loser baby 🙈🙈 🎙️
riki didnt even realize he dropped everything he was doing just to come and take care of you,
“im so doomed..”
1:38 am
ding dong, the doorbell rang and yunjin went running to it
“thank god youre here, just go straight n take a right and she should be over there”
“alright, thank you.” he bowed as a sign of respect, “im riki, btw” reaching his hand out to the brown haired girl in front of him
“yunjin” they shake hands
whys he so sweaty… - yunjin
“ugh hes so pretty its so annoying.” you yelled from the room you were in, not realizing you were shouting “i cant keep pretending like i dont wanna kiss his plump ass lips when i see him..” you cried out, tears falling down your cheeks
“youre so dramatic, yn!” yunjin made sure u heard her, “why are you crying!?”
whos she talking abt ..? — riki
suddenly, you felt a hand lift your chin up, forcing you look up to riki with teary eyes. the sight tugged his heart strings, he cant bear to look at you like this. he took a seat beside u, and with a gentle touch, he reached out and wiped away the tears from your cheeks, his fingers lingering for a moment longer than usual, a flicker of romantic tension between you two
“stop crying, u look so ugly”
“…”
“why were u crying anyways”
“cause i fuckign hate you”
“wtf did i do”
“i hate you so much, u do all of this just to get my hopes up” you punch his chest
“what..?” rikis heart skipped a beat
“i dont even know how i liked you in the first place, youre such an ass to me.” what a blatant lie you just told, even he treated you better than most of your exes
“…”
“you make me jealous even though you arent mine,,”
“yn, youre drunk go home” yunjin cuts you off but was too late to save you from the embarrassment in the morning.
rikis car, 2:22 am
riki watched as you stumbled out of yunjins apartment, steps unsteady and words slurred. concerned, he approached you with caution
“yn, are you alright?” riki asked
you looked up at him, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed. you giggled, swaying slightly as you tried to maintain your balance
“riki!” you exclaimed, voice overly enthusiastic. “i have something important to tell you!” the anger from earlier left your body
“yn, maybe its best if we wait until youre sober,” riki suggested gently, his voice filled with concern and nervousness
you pouted, your expression morphing from excitement to disappointment. you leaned closer to him, he can smell the alcohol from your breath
“why do u have to be so cute..” — riki
he sighed as his heartbeat raised, “lets get you home, and we can talk about this when you’re feeling better, alr?”
you nodded, eyes still filled with a mix of nothing and everything at the same time. riki guided you gently, supporting you as you walked into his car. the silence between you two felt heavy with tension, both aware of the awkwardness that hung in the air
your apartment, 2:48am
upon reaching your doorstep, riki helped u unlock the door. you stepped inside, and flopped down on the couch, head spinning from the alcohol
“hyunjin??” riki looked around the apartment for him, looking for someone to take care of you when he leaves, but he wasnt there “ig ill do it..” his ears turned red
riki gently led u to the bathroom to help u freshen up. with a warm washcloth, he began wiping away the remnants of the night, gently dabbing at your flushed cheeks and smoothing ur disheveled hair (niki husband material era😍)
with u cleaned up, he led u to the bedroom. he helped you settle under the covers, making sure you were comfortable. as he turned to leave, your hand shot out, gripping his tightly
“dont go,” you pleaded, voice vulnerable. “stay..”
riki paused, his heart fluttered at your touch and your words. he could sense the sincerity in your plea but he also knew you were drunk. like yunjin said, u werent able to think on your own yet
“i dont want to take advantage of you, yn” riki replied, his voice filled w concern. “youve had a lot to drink, ill be back in the morning dw”
your grip on his hand tightened, your eyes pleading him not to leave
“i know im drunk, riki,” she admitted, her voice tinged with vulnerability. “i have known ever since you washed my face. i dont want you to go, i need you here with me, please”
riki looked into your eyes, searching for sincerity and clarity amidst the haze of alcohol. in exchange, he saw the raw honesty and the fear of losing his presence.
“alr then,” riki conceded softly. “ill stay with you but we need to promise each other that we’ll talk abt this conversation when ure fully sober”
you nodded, relief washing over your features
as your breathing steadied, riki stayed by your side, hands intertwined. he watched over you, his presence offering solace in the midst of your vulnerability
“goodnight, yn” he whispered gently as he thought about everything
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